SgtEasy

Multiverse Exhibit

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Multiverse Exhibit

Gorrendil ceased his crying. 'It is over. The past is done. You must look ahead into the future' Gorrendil walked up to his shirt plus cloak and put them on. He armed himself with his Wraithbone sword and laspistol. Whatever Warp-forsaken piece of crap stuck him in this white hell hole, away from his friends, is going to have a piece of his mind. Gorrendil admired the work of the sword as he drew it from its sheath. It was Eldar ingenuity. Brilliant and sharp. It was a piece of art. And with his deadly dance, it was going to be his weapon of destruction. He drew the laspistol from it's chain. From the days when he imitated a Commissar, it was a gift from one of the men in the regiment he was "assigned" to. It was intricate, patterns and gold covered every inch of the pistol. Gorrendil sighed. Those were the old times. Filled with women and guns. Life really gets more complicated for an Eldar of age. He looked at the compatriots beside him. One was a biggie, as big as a Space Marine. He smashed into a wall. "Not as smart as Space Marine" he mused. He turned to look at a thin man with brown hair. Just looking at him bored Gorrendil out of his mind. Sure two different eye colours was certainly cool but looked like a Administorum junkie to him. At last, Gorrendil's eyes switched to the rather interesting looking Commissar in the room. "Ciaphas Cain. Hero of the Imperium. Total effing coward" Gorrendil's lips turned upwards, remembering the tales of a certain Valhallan guardsman. "Introduction; Greetings I'm Mizn Tan-Ebro and we are trapped in a strange exhibit," Gorrendil turned to a machination. He had his curiosity peaked. Walking over to the machine, saying politely. "Greetings Mizn Tan-Ebro. I am Gorrendil, formerly of the Craftworld Ulthwe. Follower of the Path of the Outcast. This is an exhibit you say?" Gorrendil rubbed his chin "Well, can you introduce me to your fellow compatriots? I dare say I am new here and want to learn more."

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We need a vote somewhere...

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Maybe. How about this?

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I think it'd be a little hard for me to keep track of, with the chatzy. But if people like the idea, I'm open to it--main plot would still be here. Either way, it looks like we might be calming down a bit for a while. If I'm not online in a few hours, you guys can go on into the next exhibit but please don't open either of the doors in there just yet.

Entropsy

Nah, the chat wouldn't be for Roleplay. All points considered, it should remain strictly in the IC section or at least that's how most GMs decide to design it. Surely, we all have our own ideas, I was speaking more of a discussion, plotting chat. Maybe just a hang-out, since there seems to be tons of (no offense) silly questions asked in the OOC. Of course, it'd only be an idea, simply a way to keep posters distracted aside from posting constantly. Again, apologies if I'm being too ambitious.

Cynder

Silly? Pfffft, curious more like.

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If this rp is going to explode... Any ideas for a group song? A chant maybe? Or a banner?

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Only one character per person?

Gemini

Yes, that is correct. I think. Maybe

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"I hate falling" Gorrendil muttered under his breath and groaned as he lifted himself up from the floor, holding his head in pain. His vision was blurry and his legs were like jelly. So what happened next to our self proclaimed "Awesomest Eldar in the Galaxy"? He fell down again, face first. Picking himself up from the quite embarrassing face plant fall, the "Awesomest Eldar in the Galaxy" looked around the room, eyes adjusting to the light. He saw a white room made of.... what did the Mon'keigh call it? Plascrete. That's it. With some paintings on the wall. Gorrendil then realised he was not alone in this room. Quite a few humans and..... a mutated Gyrinx? Shaking his head of the absolutely preposterous idea, he then saw that most of the occupants were.... of the female kind. He grinned and thought to himself 'Now that me and that.... cheating, lying ass of a Gue'vesa are over, I am now free!' Inner Gorrendil rubbed his hands with glee. He looked at the few possessions that were on him. He began checking them off "Shuriken pistol, check. Wraithbone sword, check. Las pistol, check. Flamer pistol check. Pants on, check. Boots on, check. Shirt on....." Gorrendil realised with great horror that his shirt was off, lying in a pile next to his cloak. He looked at his chest, enveloping in his memories. Scars were a plenty, a few nasty burns and the medical bandage rolled on his left shoulder revealed of his past quests. It revealed the bionic arm on his right, whirring with stress, it's Machine Spirit working tirelessly. It revealed the stab wound from a Space Marine recruit, faded to the winds. He was instantly saddened. It revealed that.... scar above his heart. The day Emily..... tried to kill him. Tears fell from his eyes as memories washed over him. That day.... was a day to forget. As a behemoth crashed into a wall.

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Alright, guys, go ahead and post. Gorrendil and Cain are both accepted.

Entropsy

Came back at the best time. Hell yeah

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Question: Can I put cue music? Cue: Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus Bob ate some pie, it tasted good End Music

SgtEasy

Now that's just silly. Is this the last question?

Entropsy

Just kidding :). It was the last question. I understand that yer busy