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Edited by Chesh I Guess:
6/13/2016 9:03:48 PM
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[b][i]Interdemensional Roofies[/i][/b]
[b][u]Bloodwrath, The cold hard floor.[/u][/b]
https://imgur.com/RIWLTwS
[i]"WARNING, LIFE SUPPORTS SYSTEMS ADMINISTERING CPR."[/i]
[b][u]Crack![/u][/b]
[i]"Ah... Shit! Disengage you stupid... Agh..."[/i]
[b]Lucien rolls over onto his stomach, his head pounding. He taps his helmet, trying to get his interface to stop freaking out. Looking around he sighs... Probably just another hangover... But he didn't recognize this place. He holds his head with a grunt, sitting on his knees. Suddenly, a noise at his side spooks him. It's a woman, easily dwarfed in comparison to him wearing some ridiculously skimpy outfit... Her hair pushed back and her cheeks full of delicate color. So Lucien does what sane people do and pokes her cheek with a pointy metal finger.[/b]
https://imgur.com/1d8pYMo
[b]Azalea wakes with a start, her eyes burning with fear... And she quickly bites down on the metal finger poking her cheek and quickly draws blood.[/b]
[i]"Bah...! What the hell is wrong with you...? And why are your teeth so damn sharp?"[/i]
[i]"Don't poke me!"[/i]
[b]She gets to her feet in a huff, Lucien simply looking up at her, bewildered. He speaks up again, looking around.[/b]
[i]"Hey... Do you think me and you... You know... While we..."[/i]
[i]"No! You probably have teeth down there."[/i]
[i]"Can't be sharper than yours..."[/i]
[b]He says with a chuckle, getting to his feet. He adjusts the large brown and dirty scarf around his neck and checks his sides. He was still armed... From what he could tell.[/b]
[i]"You remember anything...?"[/i]
[i]"No. You?"[/i]
[i]"Yeah. Plenty. I know all about myself, where I come from, what I do... But not how I got here."[/i]
[i]"Then let's find out where here is."[/i]
[b]She takes off down the street, not exactly waiting for her giant companion. Lucien huffs and follows slowly behind her, his large metal hands falling into his pockets.[/b]
[spoiler]Open! Sorry for the silly intro. Never been good with a starting post, and excuse me if I get stuff wrong. I'm not very good with Warhammer stuff.[/spoiler]
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[i]"Well, time to go treasure hunting. You up, Lea?"[/i] [i]"Hmph."[/i] [i]"I'll take that as a yes. Thanks for letting me crash on your cushion after being bubbled."[/i] [b]Lucien says with a sarcastic chuckle.[/b]
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"Eh. The least I could do."
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[i]"And what did you say your name was...?"[/i] [b]Lucien asks getting to his feet and dusting himself off.[/b]
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"Xavier."
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[i]"Ah. I'm Malform. That's Lea over there. Anyways. We best be going before we get chased and captured again."[/i] [b]He says with a grunt and humorous stretch.[/b]
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"Yeah... Good luck with that. The unsafe areas of the ship is filled with literal hell."
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[i]"Wouldn't be fun otherwise. We'll come back if it's too much... Or we will die, but either way, we need to keep moving."[/i] [b]Lucien heads towards one of the rooms Xavier described, his companion getting up as well and chasing him down.[/b]
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"See you around." [i]Xavier closes the door to the room on their way out.[/i]
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[spoiler]End[/spoiler]
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Edited by Tamedfrog: 6/15/2016 12:03:14 AM[SNIP]
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[b]The pounding of heavy footsteps could be heard nearby, then a couple shots. A Daemonic scream followed after the shots, clearly a skirmish was going on. More heavy pounding of footsteps could be heard, getting close.[/b]
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[i]"Someone is coming..."[/i] [i]"I can tell...!"[/i] [i]"Shh!"[/i] [b]The duo quickly bend a corner and hide in a strange hallway, Lucien peaking out to see what could be coming towards them. If that was a daemonic scream... Then Azalea could be in trouble, and Lucien had to protect her.[/b]
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Instead of a Daemonic threat is was something else entirely. A duo of Space Marines, more specifically the Grey Knights chapter. They were followed by a Oriental man in similar attire, except his was Gold with white trimming. Their armor stomped the hallway. "Check your corners.." Said one of the Grey Knights. "No shit." Said the other. "Shush! Both of you!" He said in a hushed tone, yet their Vox amplified their voice making that useless.
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[b]Azalea looks up at her giant guardian, her eyes filled with worry. She mostly Daemon herself... Lucien shakes his head and motions for her to be quiet, pushing back farther down the hall and bending another corner. Azalea wasn't something to be feared by any means... She was one hell of a fighter... But they were outnumbered.[/b] [i]"Stay low and quiet. I'll see if I can draw them away..."[/i] [b]Lucien moves down a different hallway, stomping his feet as he jogged. Azalea moves quietly across to the other side as her companion makes an ass of himself.[/b]
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"Go." Said the Oriental Man, pointing to one of the Grey knights. The Knight ran off, soon followed by his battle brother. the Oriental man, while alone would be very dangerous. He unslung his Psycannon, a Bolter [spoiler]A oversized SMG that fires explosive rounds once it penetrates a body though a Psy cannon that fires shots that send a Daemon back to the Warp, AKA Hell.[/spoiler]. He aimed around the room, looking around.
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[b]As he follows the footsteps grow eerily quiet. Lucien could be quiet despite his size... And these men didn't seem to be prodigies of... Whatever the hell they were doing. He speaks up from behind the man, somehow making his way in a circle despite the cramped and tight halls.[/b] [i]"I have my hands up. I'd prefer not to be shot. And no, my meter isn't overdue so no tickets."[/i] [b]He says with a chuckles, his giant metal claws in the air.[/b]
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They turned around, aiming their own Bolters at Lucien. "Oh great, a mutant..." "No you blind idiot!" The two said. While they seemed unprofessional they were still Grey Knights. Elite mothafukas that kill Demons for shits and giggles. "Who are you, citizen?" They said, though their voices could be deafening.
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[b]Lucien sighs, his head shaking in disappointment. At least his partner had gotten away...[/b] [i]"I'm Malformation. Malform for short. You guys know where we are at? I kinda have a hangover..."[/i]
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"The Bloodwrath, home to many vile things. It is a very large ship, roughly the size of a planet."
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[i]"I see. Can I put my arms down? Or do I have to pay you guys... Or what...?"[/i] [b]He asks, letting out a huff.[/b]
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"Put them down, we're going to the Inquisitor. One more thing, You will be shot without hesitation if you try anything." One of them said, clearly his tone got more serious when he mention this "Inquisitor"
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[i]"Wait... Why do I have to go with you?"[/i] [b]He asks, his cheerful tone and sarcastic disposition turning more firm.[/b]
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"Because you will be Either. A.Räped then killed by Slaanesh Cultists B.Killed either way due to the fact that this ship is dangerous to traverse alone. So your best bet is heading with us to a Imperium Camp and meeting Inquisitor Ling." He said seriously.
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[i]"I'd rather take my chances. I don't care for either the Imperium or Chaos idiots. No offense to you guys... If you are even part of one group, but I'm very much a lone wolf... Per say."[/i]
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"Fine, get rectally eviscerated by sexual demon deviants and sacrificed to Slaanesh. You won't survive, so I'm giving one more chance." He said sternly. "The Perils of the Warp will consume you if you go alone..."
