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6 yrs ago
Current Im still a dude. screw false promises.
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7 yrs ago
Inner peace status: reclaimed.
8 yrs ago
Naura, Naura, Naura!
9 yrs ago
Fortress of money gone up in flames.
9 yrs ago
One arrow is enough to decimate an civilization.
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Bio

Wants to RP like an damned maniac, Always being an GM in IRL has left me with intense, unfulfilled desires to be an player myself but the GM side of me seems to crave the control and world building, secondary GM positions wanted and desired with unholy thirst.

Also an unredeemable Tea loving bastard.

2018. Year of darkness
Gambling addiction is a bitch. While tea is still my favorite, started coffee drinking because of unlimited supply of it at workplace, much much easier. Writings getting rusty but imagination is still present. I am ready, WE are ready! Lets RP BUCKO´S!

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Very late here from interest check sorry my extreme tardiness. I´d still like to participate if that´s ok with you all. If Im just an unwelcome meddler at this point or if there is anything wrong with my CS, please I respect straight words.

I can get behind this idea, definitely interested.
Interest wholly expressed, will stick around.
Some men don´t die
Lentus nodded at father Arabars answer, bowed and took his leave. He did not want anyone to sense his quite visible excitement and an dumb grin that spread across his pale face. An pilgrimage, maybe even an crusade of sorts, just the thing I need to cleanse my soul. Or plunge it deeper into depravity? NO! Definitely this is an good thing. Even if it meant the whispering was going to continue, even strengthen. This time it was with purpose however, from their traitorous minds an map was going to be forged. An map to greatness or doom.

On his way to his cell, Lentus found the legionnaire he had slaughtered on his way to the bridge, this time he had more of his wits about him and he remembered this corpses name, Xextus he was. Flashing memory from time of heresy crossed his mind, how in a crater from melta explosion they had been surrounded by loyalists, only him and Xextus, rest of their claw naught but mangled bodies. How they had shared ammo for the last time and charged their enemies in a glorious counter-assault.

Lentus expected his guilt to wreck his mind again but it did not come this time, for some reason he was fine, even content with this murder. He was sure that divine vengeance would find him soon enough and that whispers would once again cloud his mind when they entered the eye but now he was at peace and he was going to enjoy it while it lasted. He took Xextuses blood spattered helmet from his corpse and looked into its lenses for a while. Hmmmm. To show his devotion to their new crusade he would graft an trophy of this finely made Night Lords helmet, what kind, he was not sure yet.
And @Warbozz I assume your all still with me? You didn't just leave right?


Oh, Im quite dedicated to this site, I dont leave without an word first.
Interested as well.
Lentus felt exalted and uplifted by father Arabars honored words. They made the guilt of this butchery bearable, as he looked around he saw the others were feeling pretty similar save from Sorthraal and some of his claw. They would come around, hopefully. It seemed they had started something grand here today, would they rise to grip history itself by the throat or be brought down by wills of daemons, never knowing naught but persecution. Lentus had now betrayed two great masters, firstly emperor, his creator father of them all however hard other traitor marines were trying to forget the fact, and secondly Konrad, or his will anyway. How could father Arabar say he trusted them? Vicious traitors whose divine punishment could lurk around behind every corner!!! Calm, Lentus, calm...

When Arabar asked if his new flock had any questions, only one popped in the mind of Lentus, he wondered if questioning his new master and giver of solid purpose so soon would be considered crude but the soldier in Lentus just had to ascertain something.

"If I may give voice to one concern I believe several of us are occupied with at the moment. What is our next course of action father?"
The roar of gunfire and clash of blades!! This is what our kind was created for! Lentus took off from doorway in a furious charge and let out an bestial roar as he ran. His armors servo motors whirred at full capacity and his steps shook the ground. His aim was clear, to blatantly flank the enemies taking cover behind holotables and grotesque carvings that were an mocking imitation of protectional gargoyles found on loyalist ships. He considered using his grenades but taking into account all the fragile control mechanisms and presence of ships flying crew, that was out of question here.

As Lentus forsook cover, several bolter rounds hit and ricocheted off his armors more curved surfaces, the impact didnt break his charge. He answered with an blind spray of destructive fire from his storm bolter, caring little for what he hit. It seemed the weapon was for once cooperating with Lentus, maybe because his targets were traitor marines also?

"Lentus, have you gone insane! It is I Dimas!"
Another old battle brother it seems was present here.
"I truly am sorry old friend, that you cannot see the light father Arabar has shown us!!"

"Damned traitor! Tear him apart!"

"I am not the traitor here! I am VENGEANCE MADE FLESH!"

With this he was upon his foes. They had barely the time to ready their weapons when Lentus had already coated the holotable and floor with Dimases blood. Three foes were one by one cut to several pieces by the ominously humming blade.
Damnation! It seems his earlier gunfire had cut down one of the fly crew. This was not acceptable, father Arabar had trusted Lentus to carry out this task without collateral damage! At this moment he prayed to whatever dark entities might be listening, that the bloody mess on the ground was not the barges navigator.
Wonderful! My blade hungers.
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