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Current The Hateful eight has me inspired, whose ready for a western RP?
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10 yrs ago
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! WHEN THE GALAXY BURNS, WE WILL DEFINE RIGHTEOUSNESS!
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10 yrs ago
[i]BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! WHEN THE GALAXY BURNS, WE WILL DEFINE RIGHTEOUSNESS![/i]
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BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!
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Erickson gonna try to finish this bastard, will have a post up by tomorrow caue I am also tired atm
Ninke held the trigger of the laspistol in her right hand down, unable to miss the mass of greenskins as they surged forward. All over the breach guardsmen tangled with orks, spilling eachothers blood in vicious melee, baynets flashed alongside choppas and chainswords, blood sprayed through the air, the deep crimson of man blood mixed with the dark black blood from dying orks. It was madness, as soon as one ork fell two more took its place and though the guard fought with a zeal befitting legend they began to falter. The massive green beasts slowly pushed their way further into the breach killing and shoving guardsmen and eachother to get at the fight. Ninke shot for all she was worth, trying to desperately to land her las rounds in the heads of orks to drop them quicker. Largely she was succesful, the ork heads were large and very close and the shots were powerful enough at this range to drop the massive beasts.

It wasn't long before the pistol ran empty, and she had no clip to replace it, dropping her companions pistol and reaching for her own. Drawing her own laspistol from its holster, she pointed it at the closing horde, shouting at the top of their xeno lungs and screaming for blood and carnage. This may be the end... she would never again see Belgond or leave this world... she would be trampled by the Greenskins as they grew closer it wa- NO! The Empereor would not let them die here! She was one of his faithful, and the foul xenos would not kill her here! One particular greenskin charged the pair of Guardsmen, Ninke placed a shot in his eyes, screaming from her ragged lungs as loud as she could, but it kept running, it raised its choppa to the woman- and its head exploded. She was confused, and then she saw them! On the outskirts of the Greenskins! Figures... humans... Guardsmen! Thick lasrounds hurtled through the ork ranks, slicing the foul greenskins to pieces! She could see the gas masked kreigers, calmly and effeciently making their way forward, flanked by chimeras and proud Leman Russ tanks, the orks were panicking! They tried to surge backwards, charging into the marching Kreigers, but had no chance in hell. They were cut down in droves as the Guardsmen of the breach surged forward, the ork lines breaking.

Ninke wished she could join them, and that she did not prevent her companion from joining in the charge. but... they had did it! As she fired into the shrinking horde she cried, sobbing, tears obscuring her vision somewhat until again she was out of ammo, with no more clips. It didn't matter, she continued to pul the trigger, crying and sobbing as she did. They would live! They would live! She tried to speak, to let her companion know she did not cry for fear, "I-i-eets-*sob*- Eets done! Ve are... ve are-*sob*- g-g-go-going to life! ve-ve-*sob-", it was all she could manage, overcome with her joy as she let her arm and pistol drop, bringing her hand to her face to cover her mouth and stifle her soobs.
@Jbcool HEY! Don't count me out dude!
@Nevix I'm still waiting for @Pirouette but yea go ahead I suppose
By the way @Winston Smith to mention someone, either click on the mention at the bottom right of their posts, or use this @usernamehere surrounded with these [ ]

alsoe to do a hider, like you tried in you tried in the charcter tab its

hider=name of hider]

[/hider](didnt put first [ do you could see the formatting
forgot to mention @NanoFreakV2
Emiliano sebastiano Parisi


Emiliano drank the ale deeply, letting the alcohol soothe his fraying nerves. He and Corradino had been on the road quite a few days, and the closer they got to this town and the supposed coven here the more and more nervous he became. Emiliano had perhaps killed two witches in his day, though he assisted his brother in hunting down and killing many more they had yet to face a proper 'coven'. Oh they had hunted and killed groups of two or three witches before, but from what information Emiliano had been able to gather, being better than his brother at investigation, pointed to a disturbingly large coven. Maybe five or six, possibly seven witches all of unknown power and skill. It was rather worrisome and for all he knew they already knew he and his brother had arrived.

As his thoughts ran through his head wipping him into a panick, none other than Fenros, another of the great witch hunters came through the door of the tavern. This alone surprised Emiliano, and proved that the coven was as large as he had feared. Of course, he was not so interested in Fenros, he was a talented hunter sure, but Emiliano felt speaking to him woul be like speaking to a brick wall so he decided against it. The more obscure hunter entering after him was who interested Emiliano. One Theodore Mortas, who had taken his ale before retreating to a quiet table near the back of the tavern, most llikely intent on watching the drinking competition between the woman who had very clearly had to much to drink and another hunter.

Emiliano had heard of Theodore, a vicious and cruel Witch hunter, which was saying something as all witch hunters are rather cruel when it comes to their prey. Emiliano decided he would speak with the man. He got up from his seat at the bar nd made his way to the table, stopping short before Theodore, "This seat taken?", the question was only a formality as Emiliano woud sit regardless, "So, Theodore Mortas, the vicious hunter. Mutilator of witches, and bloodthirsty killer... thats what I've heard at least! Hahah, tell me what brings you all this way? As a fellow hunter I want to know if we may be here for the same reason. A coven perhaps?"
@Meiyuki YEa, I'm trying to remember who is in the bar... I know Fenros is and Theodore... alright I got it, post coming soon
I understand someone was drinking with Clarissa, but with kitten gone for now I'm not certain whats going on...
So I'm gonna post tooday... what exactly is happening in the tavern? I've lost whats actually going on...
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