Andreyich

Warhammer: Morrslieb Ascendant [High Casual and Mature]

Runesmith or the Ironbreaker from that other RP good? Or a Kislevite Ice Witch?

I have to let you all know the truth about the bogdanoffs

There is much more but here's a quick rundown of them:
-Rothschilds bow to Bogdanoffs
-In contact with aliens
-Possess psychic-like abilities
-Control france with an iron but fair fist
-Own castles & banks globally
-Direct descendants of the ancient royal blood line
-Will bankroll the first cities on Mars (Bogdangrad will be be the first city)
-Own 99% of DNA editing research facilities on Earth
-First designer babies will in all likelihood be Bogdanoff babies
-both brothers said to have 215+ IQ, such intelligence on Earth has only existed deep in Tibetan monasteries & Area 51
-Ancient Indian scriptures tell of two angels who will descend upon Earth and will bring an era of enlightenment and unprecedented technological progress with them
-They own Nanobot R&D labs around the world
-You likely have Bogdabots inside you right now
-The Bogdanoffs are in regular communication with the Archangels Michael and Gabriel, forwarding the word of God to the Orthodox Church. Who do you think set up the meeting between the pope & the Orthodox high command (First meeting between the two organisations in over 1000 years) and arranged the Orthodox leader's first trip to Antarctica in history literally a few days later to the Bogdanoff bunker in Wilkes land?
-They learned fluent French in under a week
-Nation states entrust their gold reserves with the twins. There's no gold in Ft. Knox, only Ft. Bogdanoff
-The twins are about 7 decades old, from the space-time reference point of the base human currently accepted by our society
-In reality, they are timeless beings existing in all points of time and space from the big bang to the end of the universe. We don't know their ultimate plans yet. We hope they're benevolent beings.

Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

The Confessor turned to look at the youngling calling him by title in the midst of a pump on his shotgun. "No, now be a good dear and give the heretics some bolts, will you?" he said before continuing on. As the fight progressed he kept coming closer, using the (at the moment) more pressing concern of the bolts to the heretics to allow himself to get some wondrous breathing space with his shotgun and a few wonderful, meaty blasts leaving chunks of flesh and red human puree about.

As all was over, he stood triumphant and made sure to step on a few of the struggling figures who weren't quite dead with no qualms and not a hint of shame. He stared distastefully at the new arrivals, and indignantly shouted "Nice of you to come!" to von Behner and the assorted personnel he brought along.

"Sisters, Sisters! Good work!" he shouted once the medics and others of the planetary government got to work and were no longer paying attention. "But this goes to show that eternal vigilance is best, for even now a 'loyal' (the inflection quite obvious) world has some heretics within!"

He made a benediction upon all the faithful present, and then sighed with relief. "Lord, of those who you are finished with, may I have an... additional word with?" he shouted to Kliment with quite the bombastic voice.

Treasure Hunters - A Warhammer Fantasy Adventure

deded

Warhammer 40k: Kill-Team Epsilon, a Death=][=Watch RP - Currently closed!

It's not much but my internet is still shitty so forgive and forget plz.

Warhammer 40k: Kill-Team Epsilon, a Death=][=Watch RP - Currently closed!

Kurt followed behind, revolted at the sight of the drained bodies. He knew little of the spikier variant of Eldar, but they were nevertheless quite obviously using something that no Techmarine could explain without making the explanation so convoluted that only more questions were raised. He walked along, quietly despite all the weight to him and looked down as his foot went into a puddle of blood. They really were sadists. No matter, those were (admittedly marginally) typically easier to kill. As the mandrakes appeared, he turned his head swiftly, and a millisecond later brought his stalker bolter to his hip to let out nearly the whole of his clip before he realised they were not threatened by them. An indignant huff escaped from him as he reloaded and continued on.

When they entered the next room he did not even bother to look down as he heard the splashing of boots upon ichor, though the soudn now had a rubbery texture due to the rather interesting carpeting selected. It seemed however that their proverbial fun was not over, and there were still travesties ahead.

He looked at the approaching Grtoesques and looked at the self-crowned "leader" they had. "Got a clever plan, 'sire?'" Of course they would make it out, but not without several near death experiences. He hoped.
He waited for them to get just a little closer, so that if they were human he could see not only the whites of their eyes but the browns greens and blues of their eyes too. Finally, with using his sling to help he lifted his stalker bolter in one hand and bolt pistol in the other and simply shot as much as he could whilst moving backwards at slightly more than normal human walking speed.

Warhammer 40k: Kill-Team Epsilon, a Death=][=Watch RP - Currently closed!

Okay, TOMORROW or I'm going to meet Davy Jones

Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

Okay, okay, TOMORROW!

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Didn't do shit.

Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

Not dead!