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[Tellemurius]

*process is almost complete*
*golden light covers the tiger*

[Twi]

Kata and Ivy are crying because Telle is leaving.

[Phantom]

Dariel interrupts the Ascension, with a fist, and a spraying of Liquid Tiberium.

((BOSS FIGHT GO GO GO!))

[Something Evil]

*The Tyrant, mind still running between <then> and <now> simply asks:*
"And what you're doing is...?"

[DrunkDorfPally]

*Theta walks on patrol with Rose on his shoulders.*

[Something Evil]

*Back in the training room, the stealthy killing machines move off again in pursuit of their prey, stopping over the roof of a massive chapel to the God-Emperor of Man, the golden statues torn down, the Aquila defaced with the symbol of the Blood God, Khorne. Inside, a statue of this member of the Four is raised in place of the one of the Emperor atop his Golden Throne, a monstrous behemoth, clad in metal armor, sitting in a crude throne made entirely of skulls. The thing seems built of countless corpses, skinned, still leaking blood, and fused by nightmarish powers. At its base, armored giants, once and a half as tall as normal men, chant endlessly, bringing praise to the thing, as they wade through a congealing pool of knee-deep blood. Gibbering madmen flock around the edifice, picking fights with one-another or even with the few Word Bearer Marines outside.*

*The insectile killers start sprinting again, following a growing trail in their minds. They stop over a gap in the buildings, a column of Imperial Guard holding off the tide of madmen. Lasfire from buildings pours into the oncoming horde, flamethrowers pouring over the tide of blood-crazed cultists. This does little to deter them, as they run screaming at the soldiers, even drenched in flames. Most of the actual killing is done by horrid mixes between man and machine, limbs and body parts replaced with mechanical parts. They seem only vaguely aware of what is going on, their main concern seemingly keeping safe the man clad in a white robe bearing a large capital I, crossed twice and bearing a skull in the middle. The three lurking killers pay them little mind, and rush off again.*

[adwarf]

There is a sort of buzzing sound heard from the ant hive and out of the larger grounds in the hole appears 35 bombers (( modern stealth )) and the appear to be patrolling the immediate area . As they disappear 10 tanks roll out of the holes and go in that direction to followed by eighty - five AR weilding antmen in full suits of tiatanium armor

(( I return ))

[Ochita]

"Hey! Didn't I tell you that If you try something... Dariel! Theres no time for that! Help me!"

[Phantom]

"Requiescat in Pace for now, Tellemurius."
Dariel blinks over to Ochita.
"What is the prob-
Nevermind."

[Something Evil]

*They come to a plaza, where a gigantic figure, humanoid with a bird's head and wings upon its back, is preparing a ritual of some sorts; around the central area, shimmering symbols are scrawled into the ground, best described as sanity-blasting sigils. The three Lictors spread out, hunters luring a kill into a trap. The thing itself looks quite drained from its task. It pauses momentarily and says:*
"Yesss. Just. As..."
*It then takes fleeting notice of the approaching Deathleaper, the specialized Lictor's anti-magic character draining the bird-thing even further. It simply chooses dashing to safety, Leaper on its trail:*
"Not as planned! NOT as planned!!!"
*The Lord of Change makes to dive into an alley, but is cut off by the second Lictor, making the daemon change direction towards the Imperial lines. As it runs, hoping to meet up with forces of Chaos, the third Lictor jumps on it from an upper story, slashing its back and forcing it off balance, allowing the other two chasers to close in and land the kill. The three alien machines begin feasting on the fallen daemon's brain, the thoughts and memories, then cast aside as irrelevant, now flooding back in the Tyrant's mind.*
<<"Yes. That's how it stars; that's how the things are set in motion.">>

"Forward! We must stop the ritual while there is still time!"
*A slew of Guardsmen, several personnel carriers with them, charge into the street, only to find the gored corpse of the Lord. The white-robed inquisitor, along with his posse of robot-men, approach it alone. The Lictors strike again, holding off the man-machines and soldiers, while the Deatleaper snatches the Inquisitor off the ground, fleeing with the struggling, screaming man blocks away before anyone manages to stop it. It quickly bites into the man's skull, feeding off memories.*
<<"And this is how it can be stopped and ended...">>

*The simulation fades, two Lictors torn to shreds, Deathleaper intact, and having treated Jon to quite a show.*

((Edit: typos. G'night folks, see ya after 5000 posts!))

[Ochita]

"Requiescat in Pace for now, Tellemurius."
Dariel blinks over to Ochita.
"What is the prob-
Nevermind."

"Yeah... Those goddamned bats ants. Feel like round 2? Oh, and take this.."
*Ochita takes hold of Dariel's hand and inserts a small amount of tiberium.*
*There, can you hear me? We are kind of linked so I can read your thoughts and vice versa.*

[Phantom]

"Yeah I can here you. Let's go!"
Dariel rushes towards them.

((Whoops, accidentally actually dropped in the Commando team. Edited them out.))

[iceball3]

*Begins to beat up the base of a small nearby cliff.*

[Ochita]

*Yeah!*
*Aegis comes, and using her wind magic, brings down a couple of the fighter jets.*

[Phantom]

Dariel beats the hell out of the infantry, and infects them with Tiberium. He also attempts to remove any potential threat that involves fire.