@Hellis
Well, Desperation is getting getting the hell out of the area; If anyone else with him cares to join him is up to them.
Well, Desperation is getting getting the hell out of the area; If anyone else with him cares to join him is up to them.
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STATUS: Sorry for my lack of posts lately. I've just... been struggling to get the energy to write something up. I'm trying some new meds through so hopefully that will change soon. 9 yrs ago
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Sorry for my lack of posts lately. I've just... been struggling to get the energy to write something up. I'm trying some new meds through so hopefully that will change soon.
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Speaking of Hoolagining...
I just realized that Kasy can recreate one of those tricks from good old Nova...
Vorcha roar drone anyone? xD
Duuka doesn't know if he should be offended by this or not...
Duuka is not allowed to drive the ship. Duuka doesn't know how to fly the ship. The only person that would have a chance of surviving if Duuka flew the ship would be Duuka himself.
I'm interested to see were the dice fall on this one.
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Well, Abysmal was sick. It's possible they need to get caught up with RL.
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@Jbcool
Me and Agent are currently working on the start of a post; Just enough to at least pass her off to someone else while Belgond runs off to do something brave and stupid. Most likely working with you.
Me and Agent are currently working on the start of a post; Just enough to at least pass her off to someone else while Belgond runs off to do something brave and stupid. Most likely working with you.
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@Noxious
By all means. If you go to have a bowl of the stew through, I would ask that you roll a 7 sided dice. If you get a 7... Well, you win a surprise gift from Nurgle.
Granted you don't have to roll if you don't want to, but I know I would find it more interesting to see what came up.
By all means. If you go to have a bowl of the stew through, I would ask that you roll a 7 sided dice. If you get a 7... Well, you win a surprise gift from Nurgle.
Granted you don't have to roll if you don't want to, but I know I would find it more interesting to see what came up.
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To say that Draco was thrilled to get the paperwork out of the way would have been an understatement, but he wasn't foolish enough to ignore it or leave it in the hands of his underlings; Much like a military campaign, everything in life required the forethought of ensuring you had the best equipment available and had your logistics organized correctly otherwise things tended to go wrong... Well that wasn't true, things tended to go wrong regardless of what preparations were made but at least it would become much quicker and easier to respond to the changing circumstances with a bit of ground work laid out.
Before he could actually take the moment to enjoy the peace and quiet before he went out into the kitchen, one of his followers banged on the door in a pattern that announced that the message they had to deliver was both A) Cult Business and B) Urgent. Feeling the smile drain from his face and replacing it with a neutral frown as he called out "Enter."
The door opened to allow one of the newer necrolytes, a woman who's name currently escaped him but who had proven herself during the rituals for both Slaanesh and Tzeentch to be able to keep her head under chaotic situations. Depending on how she performed under the stress of the Khorne ritual tomorrow he would have to learn her name. The woman knew her master well through and got right to the point after the door was closed behind her "Sir, we have a preacher in the dining room."
Draco's frown deepened. This was bad news... "Imperial or Rival?"
"Rival, Sir." Draco cursed a little under his breath. Having any sort of preacher show up at the soup kitchen was always a problem. Every now and then a priest of the Corpse on the Golden Throne would come down in order to preach his false god's name; Because of the unwanted attention that would come about if the priest found anything out of the ordinary when it came to the filth of the lower hive or if the priest disappeared or died, it was generally easier for all involved to simply keep the priest away from the more... short sighted elements who praised or followed the will of the true gods.
A rival cult sending a preacher however brought attention... unwanted attention. Taking a deep breath, Draco reached over and hit a button for an intercom that he had on his desk. "Sergent Usher, we have a code holy word. Please deal with it in the usual fashion."
"Yes Sir." Was the only reply that came back over the intercom before Draco turned his attention back to the necrolyte. The usual manner of dealing with a code holy word (Rival chaos preacher) was to quietly escort them off the premise, break their hands beyond recovery, remove their tongue(s) and then dump their ass at the nearest church of the Corpse Emperor they could find, denouncing them as a heretic/witch before leaving. If they fight back, kill them.
"Thank you for bringing this to my attention. Was there anything else?" A silent shaking of the head was all the answer he needed before he waved her off. "Begone then. I have much to consider."
It was only once the woman was gone that the whispers started to fill the silence again.
Before he could actually take the moment to enjoy the peace and quiet before he went out into the kitchen, one of his followers banged on the door in a pattern that announced that the message they had to deliver was both A) Cult Business and B) Urgent. Feeling the smile drain from his face and replacing it with a neutral frown as he called out "Enter."
The door opened to allow one of the newer necrolytes, a woman who's name currently escaped him but who had proven herself during the rituals for both Slaanesh and Tzeentch to be able to keep her head under chaotic situations. Depending on how she performed under the stress of the Khorne ritual tomorrow he would have to learn her name. The woman knew her master well through and got right to the point after the door was closed behind her "Sir, we have a preacher in the dining room."
Draco's frown deepened. This was bad news... "Imperial or Rival?"
"Rival, Sir." Draco cursed a little under his breath. Having any sort of preacher show up at the soup kitchen was always a problem. Every now and then a priest of the Corpse on the Golden Throne would come down in order to preach his false god's name; Because of the unwanted attention that would come about if the priest found anything out of the ordinary when it came to the filth of the lower hive or if the priest disappeared or died, it was generally easier for all involved to simply keep the priest away from the more... short sighted elements who praised or followed the will of the true gods.
A rival cult sending a preacher however brought attention... unwanted attention. Taking a deep breath, Draco reached over and hit a button for an intercom that he had on his desk. "Sergent Usher, we have a code holy word. Please deal with it in the usual fashion."
"Yes Sir." Was the only reply that came back over the intercom before Draco turned his attention back to the necrolyte. The usual manner of dealing with a code holy word (Rival chaos preacher) was to quietly escort them off the premise, break their hands beyond recovery, remove their tongue(s) and then dump their ass at the nearest church of the Corpse Emperor they could find, denouncing them as a heretic/witch before leaving. If they fight back, kill them.
"Thank you for bringing this to my attention. Was there anything else?" A silent shaking of the head was all the answer he needed before he waved her off. "Begone then. I have much to consider."
It was only once the woman was gone that the whispers started to fill the silence again.
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I'll get started on a post for Draco after I've gotten some sleep. Anyone interested in visiting a soup kitchen located in the lower middle/upper lower levels? It's good stew...
Nuyor the Doctor and Rodrim Payne sat in their respective chairs in the Council Chambers alone, taking a moment to just sit down and relax for a moment before they started to look through the numerous reports and paperwork that had been piled up on the tables before them; While normally the Council would use their own private offices for such things many of the issues that the reports spoke off would require the attention of the Council in order to be dealt with; Tork had briefly left in order to arrange transportation for the Andinon engineers that would be arriving in Tushienia to instruct Ponder's and his underlings how to apply their knowledge of controlled flight in a practical way, finally providing Tushienia with the ground work for an air force.
They hadn't even built their first airship yet and Ponder's was already making plans to work out how to build them so that they could be armed with cannons.
Vaewith the Renovator had also briefly left in order to give a speech to inspire the population; The announcement that Tushienia was currently at the head of the so called 'Alliance of Northern Nations' last month had filled their nation with pride, but the announce that two more nations had both signed up was predicted to raise moral to brand new heights.
Uzereda Nightshade had simply gone off to get a cup of coffee and something to eat for himself and the two liches while the other two members of the Council were out. While they were long past the need to eat in order to maintain themselves, sometimes a tasty little treat was more then welcomed.
Turning to his ally for over two centuries, Rodrim Payne would have legitimately smiled if his face wasn't already fixed in that position due to being a skull. "Nuyor, did you ever think that we would be here back when we first met all those years ago?"
Nuyor turned to look at Rodrim, his gaze thoughtful for a moment before he answered "Truthfully? No. Back when we founded Tushienia I believed the most likely outcomes to have either been our destruction by outside forces or us taking over northern Alria and establishing an Empire. I confess that if it wasn't for the seemingly endless tide of monsters coming in from the East, odds are that we would have been the unstoppable army that everyone was gathering together to combat."
Rodrim couldn't help but chuckle a little at that. "True enough. It's strange how somethings turn out sometimes; Now all we need to do is win this war and all those narrow minded fools who cast us out because we practiced Necromancy will be forced to sing our praises. "
There was silence for a moment as both liches thought about this mental image; Uzereda returned to find them both laughing hysterically.
They hadn't even built their first airship yet and Ponder's was already making plans to work out how to build them so that they could be armed with cannons.
Vaewith the Renovator had also briefly left in order to give a speech to inspire the population; The announcement that Tushienia was currently at the head of the so called 'Alliance of Northern Nations' last month had filled their nation with pride, but the announce that two more nations had both signed up was predicted to raise moral to brand new heights.
Uzereda Nightshade had simply gone off to get a cup of coffee and something to eat for himself and the two liches while the other two members of the Council were out. While they were long past the need to eat in order to maintain themselves, sometimes a tasty little treat was more then welcomed.
Turning to his ally for over two centuries, Rodrim Payne would have legitimately smiled if his face wasn't already fixed in that position due to being a skull. "Nuyor, did you ever think that we would be here back when we first met all those years ago?"
Nuyor turned to look at Rodrim, his gaze thoughtful for a moment before he answered "Truthfully? No. Back when we founded Tushienia I believed the most likely outcomes to have either been our destruction by outside forces or us taking over northern Alria and establishing an Empire. I confess that if it wasn't for the seemingly endless tide of monsters coming in from the East, odds are that we would have been the unstoppable army that everyone was gathering together to combat."
Rodrim couldn't help but chuckle a little at that. "True enough. It's strange how somethings turn out sometimes; Now all we need to do is win this war and all those narrow minded fools who cast us out because we practiced Necromancy will be forced to sing our praises. "
There was silence for a moment as both liches thought about this mental image; Uzereda returned to find them both laughing hysterically.
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