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[Phantom]

The Plasma Burst from the BFG passes through.
"...Plasma has no effect on something from the immaterium!"

[Taricus]

*Grabs the chainsword and punts it back to hell*

[Phantom]

...Except his hand passes through.
"Has anyone ever taught you that one cannot touch an ethereal form? Nothing you have is holy or otherwise!:

[Taricus]

*Throws Holy contact hand grenades at it*

[Phantom]

"Well, shi-"
A Bloodthirster ends up being summoned, grabbing Dariel and bringing him into the Warp, leaving the Dwarves a nice solid block of blood diamonds as a tip.
'Please hold on as we bring this Psyker to Khorne for evaluation.'
((Doing stuff.))

[Taricus]

"Hey, Win-Win!"

[Phantom]

Yet another rift opens up, and walks out a blood-covered Dariel drinking coffee from a plastic cup.
"Man, Cegorach has really got to be fucking around with me today. How'd he get Khornate daemons to do that?"

[Taricus]

"What the hell happened to you?"

[Phantom]

"There was a Bloodthirster, a scared Whiteshield who helped me for a bit until he ended up back somewhere in the Imperium somehow, and I met this awesome Rouge Trader."

[Taricus]

"Was he pissed about a hole in his ship?"

[Phantom]

"No, that was his brothers ship. Apparently that guy was passing through when a warp storm hit."

[Taricus]

"Ok"

[Phantom]

"By the way."
Sipping of coffee.
"You're on the hit list of two Chaos Gods right now."

[Taricus]

"Which ones?" *Reloads the shotgun*

[Phantom]

"Khorne and Tzeentch. Slaanesh wants to give you a Daemonette and Nurgle wants give you a large rotting piece of meat."