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[Little]

((I'll be away for the weekend, so feel free to use my character for anything...anything...you need, as long as it makes sense.  ))

[Luke_Prowler]

Luke smiled again. This was totally worth it "You have a Virtual Reality machine? Awesome." the armored man took a swing from the skull, enjoying every last drop.

"You know, funny story about this skull, my squad and I were fighting these Emperor's Children chaos space marines, and i was backed into the corner of the map, and this one CSM was charging my teammate with a whip, a whip, of all things. so I ran right at the heritic, took out my chainsword and SLASH" Luke swung his arm for effect, the hand going right over strife's head, and slaming into a pillar, with no damage to the hand (although the pillar you use some repair "Cut it right in two."

Elsewhere, the Imperial Guard that was mentioned earlier was walking around, look for how he got here. after looking around, he heard something behind him, a sort of clicking noise. he turned, but diden't even have enough time to yell for help before the GCS web'd him and carryed him away.

[Strife26]

Strife gets up suddenly. Unbottoning his coat.

"Damn spider. I'm off to rescue that chap He was in a regiment I once fought in."

Strife pulls out his KM14 and dashes off.

[ToonyMan]

An unconcious man teleports into the room on a bed.

[Luke_Prowler]

Luke watched Strife go, something he said confusion him "He was an Imperial Guardsman? That would explain the trenchcoat..."

[Duke 2.0]

As the body continued to soil the ground with blood, some flies collect over the chunks of skull and brain. They will be feasting well tonight.

[Strife26]

Son of a fucking three and a half legged shiza muffin!

There are several short bursts of automatic weapons fire.

"FUCK!"

There's the sound of a rifle falling to the ground, along with a knife being drawn. Along with continued swearing.

There's the distinctive sound of a lasbolt.

"Do I look like a fucking commissar?! Don't shoot unless you have a clear fucking shot!"

Generic rusling and thuds.

"How many eyes do I have to poke out? *%(@)@(&$!!"

There are several rapid, but single gun shots. A large thud is accompanied by a large, drawn out 'Fuck.'

There are several more gun shots, followed by some talking that is too quiet to be heard. The automatic fire spits out a few short bursts, followed by some lasbolts.

[Gunner-Chan]

The girl suddenly pulls away from armok, still with her hands on his shoulders and gives armok a rather serious look.

"Armok... Can you do me a favor? ♥ I... I don't exactly remember my name, I remember not liking it and I kinda stopped using it... Can you give me a new one? Please? ♥"

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

Meanwhile, the lich has managed to climb out of the chasm. He's looking angry, tired, and in dire need of a stiff drink. It's unkown how you can tell, since all he has for a face is a bare skull, and those cannot show any kind of emotion.

"I..... hate...... the world."

[Archangel]

"Have some scotch, lich!"

[Strife26]

Leaning heavyily on the guardsman, Strife limps back into the light. His coat is hanging open, and underneath he's wearing a pair of cargo pants. His left leg is pretty badly gashed. He's generously covered with green spider ichor and his own blood. He goes past Achangel and grabs the bottle of whiskey.

"Why thank you."

He makes it to his chair, and sits down heavily. He takes a sizable swig of the drink.

"I ever told you guys how much I absolutely despise spiders?"

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

"I'd rather not, I'm a mean drunk."

The Lich proceeds to go over to the bed with toonyman on it. He picks him up bodily, and hurls him through a nearby window. He then proceeds to eat the bed with fava beans and a nice chianti.

[Gunner-Chan]

The girl gets frustrated and moves over to Strife, sitting on his lap and putting her arms around his shoulders while staring into his eyes.

"So strifey... You got a name for me? I can't remember what my bitch of a mother used to call me."

[Armok]

((NOOO!!! PLEASE DONT LEVE ME! I JUST DIDNT LOOK AT THE TOPiC OFTEN ENOUGHT!!! ))

The girl suddenly pulls away from armok, still with her hands on his shoulders and gives armok a rather serious look.

"Armok... Can you do me a favor? ♥ I... I don't exactly remember my name, I remember not liking it and I kinda stopped using it... Can you give me a new one? Please? ♥"

"Sniper Joe is not your real name? It's an odd request, but sure: How about Inacronava?"

[Gunner-Chan]

The girl suddenly darts back to Armok.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me... And no... Sniper Joe is a friend of mine, he asked me to check out what was going on here..."

"I sorta like that name... But it's a bit too complex I think, I'd rather have something that rolled off the tongue more..."