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8 yrs ago
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9 yrs ago
@Ophidian Always go too far, because that's where you'll create the truth.
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9 yrs ago
@datadogie My score was 7. Yours?
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@Andreyich "MULTI-TRACK DRIFTING!!"
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Disestablishmentarism
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Got it. Thx for the advice.
God, this just turned from a good natured cartoon action movie to a bloody murder show. Heretic's just adding insult to injury, and most of the other heroes are using their action to either take it all in or weep.

~I love it!
Hmmm... I'm surfing through the Warhammer wiki for a suitable feral Homeworld. Best thing I could find was Gryphone III, an abandoned planet no one can find.

Would that fit as a Feral Homeworld, Lone? Chances are if an Imperial Guard unit got stranded there they would devolve atleast a little.
Horus had had a rough night's sleep. His dreams were filled with swarms of locusts, zombies, and screaming civilians. These visions may have troubled a lesser man, but still, a demented smile managed to creep itself across Horus' sleeping lips. He suddenly woke with a start due to the bloody murder screams from the first floor.
"Sh*t!", He cursed, startled from the sudden calling voice. Standing up, Horus took the liberty of bolting over the many cubicles upon the second level and looking down on Brandon through the immense hole carved into the floor's face. "Damn it Brandon! That's not how you handle a zombie!", Horus called before letting loose a full mag of bullets into the Zombies forehead, most of them just missing Brandon.
A figure ran up to the disturbed Brandon, coming to his aid before to save him, but now only to evaluate his obvious condition. Yawning, Horus strode to the other side of the second floor and descended to the 1st via the broken stairs, whom's handrail had been un-installed many years before.
Coming out to the undead infested lobby, Horus shot another half a mag into the ghouls crawling through the shattered windows. "So, Brandon, how'd cha' sleep?", Horus said much too casually, his tone referring to a time where they weren't always running for their damned lives.
XD will do. I'm starting on my CS now, btw
*yawn* morning everybody.
Note to destroy enemy morale: This is my first RP


Dedication indeed. And no wonder, this RP is a way better setup then mine.

I acknowledge you Lone, you have made the best W40K RP, Congrats.
I got a wish from the omnipotent GM for my imperial guardsmen's arm to become a slithering tentacle.
@GodOfWar Sounds good.
If you would, send me three 1d100 results. That would be great. I hope you get a mutation


Damn, off to a bad start already XD
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