@Andromedai Nice tirade, uncalled for, but nice. 
One thing I will say is that Nergui never threatened anyone, at all.
One thing I will say is that Nergui never threatened anyone, at all.
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"STOP. QUOTING. ME." Jb, 2019, quoted in 2022." Roland, 2022, quoted in 2022.
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STOP. QUOTING. ME.
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Gone fishing for a week, will return soon.
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Happy New Year!
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Merry Yuletide, one and all! Gods bless.
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Greetings,
I am Jb; Briton by birth, roleplayer by my own hand, and lover of literature. I am also an amateur historian, a receiver of a Bachelors degree in Ancient and Medieval History - quite a useless degree, actually - and would like to think that I'm a fair, honest and open guy.
As far as RP'ing goes, I'm pretty open to most things really, all you need to do is ask! :)
So, if you've ever any questions for me, wish to speak about RP's involving myself or run by myself, or simply feel like a chat, don't be afraid to get in touch.
I am Jb; Briton by birth, roleplayer by my own hand, and lover of literature. I am also an amateur historian, a receiver of a Bachelors degree in Ancient and Medieval History - quite a useless degree, actually - and would like to think that I'm a fair, honest and open guy.
As far as RP'ing goes, I'm pretty open to most things really, all you need to do is ask! :)
So, if you've ever any questions for me, wish to speak about RP's involving myself or run by myself, or simply feel like a chat, don't be afraid to get in touch.
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Warhammer 40k: The Eternal Fight for Freedom - Penal Legion RP (Looking for cannon fodder!)
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@DeadDrop Just a warning here, but running around like that will get Nathan killed; if you don't mind that, then please continue - this is not an RP where plot armour will save a character from silly decisions, like running about by themselves in a mock training exercise.
@Sophrus@Wraithblade6@Necroes@Klomster@BCTheEntity
Am I calling time on this, or are we going forward?
Am I calling time on this, or are we going forward?
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Warhammer 40k: The Eternal Fight for Freedom - Penal Legion RP (Looking for cannon fodder!)
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Drunken Conquistador You guys have one krak and one frag each...as do your opponents.
@Andromedai Done.
“We?” The question hung in the air like an accusation, which is was, the slightly robotic tone signalling that it clearly came from within the beaked helmet now looking directly at the dirtied psyker and then the Celestian beside her, “we did not such thing.”
Until the explosion had happened the Deathwatch marine had been near-completely still, his senses on high alert and his sidearm held ready at his side, the explosion doing nothing but showering him with a little dirt and fragments of what had been the Imperial gun emplacement. None of this really mattered, not even as the two got to their feet and the rest of the group prepared to move out, but something about the witches last comment had caused a reaction within the Astartes.
In one fluid motion he moved to stand before the previously grounded pair, his visor sweeping once more from one to the other, before settling on Aviza.
“Sister, I have so far held my tongue, and due to my allegiance to the Emperor's holy Inquisition I would not question your orders.” Even now he could smell a thousand differing scents, his beaked helmet only amplifying them, and the Greenskins were certainly on the move, “but the plan was foolhardy from the very beginning; our gunfire could well have been covered by the thunderstorm around us, a fortuitous sign to my own people if no-one else, but this...this...” One gauntleted fist raised itself, a finger extending to point at Adrienne even though he did not turn to look at her, “her actions are laughable at best and absurd at the worst, she is volatile and unstable and this,” he emphasised with a nod of his head toward the twisted wreckage, “was both unnecessary and the action that will bring the Greenskins down upon us, not we but you.”
Only now did he look to the psyker, taking a slight step toward her and then freezing, studying her for a moment before straightening up, “my own progenitor argued with the Emperor himself to save our Librarians from disbandment during the Crusade, and my own people view the Stormseers with reverence, but you Adrianne Valenthin, you stay away from me.” With the same fluid motions he made the sign of the Aquila across his chest, not easy when one is holding a pistol the size of a man's head in your hand, and half turned away, “there are a dozen vehicles at least heading in our direction, and the idea of bypassing them does appeal. In my hearts and in my blood though, I would prefer to face them in combat.”
Glancing back at the Celestian he gave a shrug, a curiously human gesture for a Space Marine to make, “the decision goes to you, Sister-Celestian Norea.”
Without another word, his footfall muffled both by his armour and the rainstorm around them, he stepped out of the building and past the group of smaller figures, already putting the psyker from his thoughts and focusing more on the threat approaching them at high speed.
How he wished once more that he had his bike.
Until the explosion had happened the Deathwatch marine had been near-completely still, his senses on high alert and his sidearm held ready at his side, the explosion doing nothing but showering him with a little dirt and fragments of what had been the Imperial gun emplacement. None of this really mattered, not even as the two got to their feet and the rest of the group prepared to move out, but something about the witches last comment had caused a reaction within the Astartes.
In one fluid motion he moved to stand before the previously grounded pair, his visor sweeping once more from one to the other, before settling on Aviza.
“Sister, I have so far held my tongue, and due to my allegiance to the Emperor's holy Inquisition I would not question your orders.” Even now he could smell a thousand differing scents, his beaked helmet only amplifying them, and the Greenskins were certainly on the move, “but the plan was foolhardy from the very beginning; our gunfire could well have been covered by the thunderstorm around us, a fortuitous sign to my own people if no-one else, but this...this...” One gauntleted fist raised itself, a finger extending to point at Adrienne even though he did not turn to look at her, “her actions are laughable at best and absurd at the worst, she is volatile and unstable and this,” he emphasised with a nod of his head toward the twisted wreckage, “was both unnecessary and the action that will bring the Greenskins down upon us, not we but you.”
Only now did he look to the psyker, taking a slight step toward her and then freezing, studying her for a moment before straightening up, “my own progenitor argued with the Emperor himself to save our Librarians from disbandment during the Crusade, and my own people view the Stormseers with reverence, but you Adrianne Valenthin, you stay away from me.” With the same fluid motions he made the sign of the Aquila across his chest, not easy when one is holding a pistol the size of a man's head in your hand, and half turned away, “there are a dozen vehicles at least heading in our direction, and the idea of bypassing them does appeal. In my hearts and in my blood though, I would prefer to face them in combat.”
Glancing back at the Celestian he gave a shrug, a curiously human gesture for a Space Marine to make, “the decision goes to you, Sister-Celestian Norea.”
Without another word, his footfall muffled both by his armour and the rainstorm around them, he stepped out of the building and past the group of smaller figures, already putting the psyker from his thoughts and focusing more on the threat approaching them at high speed.
How he wished once more that he had his bike.
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Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Andreyich Looks like you were saving that post up 
Very nice, my man.
Very nice, my man.@Jbcool
The thing about 40K is that everything is just so extremely OP ^^
Just think about Space Marine Librarians donned in Terminator armor, Eldar Warp Spiders wielding power blades and combining their superhuman-reflexes with teleporting all over the place naruto style, or fallen Chaos Marines who enhance their already OP Astartes physiology to near demi-god levels with foul warp corruption and deamon gifts! xD
Or even yet, the Ultramarines!
Right...
@HumanMusic You have my vote for just being a survivor who's in the right (wrong) place at the right (wrong) time.
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
<Snipped quote by Jbcool>
If you're gonna make it like aTRUE SURVIVOR
This part reminds me of the short story 'Down Amongst the Dead Men' if you've ever read that one.
Ah, I have not yet had the pleasure; was one I was intending to read though. Love the Kriegers!
I'll have some sexy rp up in a few days >:
I look forward to it. :)
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