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[Taricus]

"Oh fine, what's there to do around here that isn't sexual?"

[Ochita]

"We have a widescreen... And a hologram room..."

[Taricus]

"Hologram room?"

[Something Evil]

*Jonathan slaps Taric lightly.* "Do you know how much pain they are going though?!? Lots. Agony... The point is, we are facing... Mankinds desires. No, not in the sexual tense."

T: "Lovely. What would those be? Greed? Rage? Despair? Spite? For if the true masters of those emotions get wind of usurpers, we might as well sit back and enjoy the boxing match between the gods."

*Crystal is kneeling by the bed* "Morning, having a nice dream?" *She grins*

*Amy stays beneath the covers, rather motionless, eyes darting across the room as if looking for an escape route.*
A: "Uh, yeah... 'morning... and a bit too nice... Say, why don't you go see if Thera's around and I'll... uh... get us something to eat?..."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal deposits some clean clothes on the bed beside Amy and smiles* "I'm going for a shower first" *She heads into the bathroom*

[Ochita]

*Jonathan slaps Taric lightly.* "Do you know how much pain they are going though?!? Lots. Agony... The point is, we are facing... Mankinds desires. No, not in the sexual tense."

T: "Lovely. What would those be? Greed? Rage? Despair? Spite? For if the true masters of those emotions get wind of usurpers, we might as well sit back and enjoy the boxing match between the gods."

"Our most inner desires... To see what we want to see.."

[Taricus]

"10 credits on slaanesh"

[Ochita]

"Hologram room?"

"Yeah..."

[Taricus]

"How does it work?"

[Something Evil]

"Our most inner desires... To see what we want to see.."

T: "The Gods of Chaos were born and feed from the desires and feelings within the hearts of all thinking beings. In the case of the Four, it is the... survivalist emotions: Nurgle resides over despair, his plagues and diseases a perpetual reminder of the inevitable horrors of life. For Khorne, the Blood God, bloodthirst and rage suffice, his champions known to bloodily slaughter one-another should no better target present itself. Tzeench, the Lord of Chaaaaange, as idiotic as he may be, is quite insidious, the embodiment of hope and greed run out of control, any who plan on furthering their goals through the power of the Birdbrain only coming to bring to fruition the Feathered Failure's own. And lastly, the Prince of Pleasure, Slaanesh, though pinning any kind of gender to that one is as easy as tacking mist to a wall. Suffice to say that sensory extremes will feed... her (if you listen to the Eldar, at least)... as in lust, pain, excitement or confusion.
And then there are the Outcasts: Malal, Zuvassin and Neoch, far weaker than the Four but by far even more destructive.

And if any of these monsters will find their... territory encroached upon, well, let us just say that Khorne's fingers are encased in rings made from the skulls of dead usurper War Gods."

*Crystal deposits some clean clothes on the bed beside Amy and smiles* "I'm going for a shower first" *She heads into the bathroom*

*Amy waits for the door to block Crystal's line of sight to her, then jumps out of bed and starts changing into her new clothes, desperate to make certain parts of her anatomy calm down.*

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*She can hear water running in the bathroom*

[Ochita]

"Our most inner desires... To see what we want to see.."

T: "The Gods of Chaos were born and feed from the desires and feelings within the hearts of all thinking beings. In the case of the Four, it is the... survivalist emotions: Nurgle resides over despair, his plagues and diseases a perpetual reminder of the inevitable horrors of life. For Khorne, the Blood God, bloodthirst and rage suffice, his champions known to bloodily slaughter one-another should no better target present itself. Tzeench, the Lord of Chaaaaange, as idiotic as he may be, is quite insidious, the embodiment of hope and greed run out of control, any who plan on furthering their goals through the power of the Birdbrain only coming to bring to fruition the Feathered Failure's own. And lastly, the Prince of Pleasure, Slaanesh, though pinning any kind of gender to that one is as easy as tacking mist to a wall. Suffice to say that sensory extremes will feed... her?... as in lust, pain, excitement or confusion.
And then there are the Outcasts: Malal, Zuvassin and Neoch, far weaker than the Four but by far even more destructive.

And if any of these monsters will find their... territory encroached upon, well, let us just say that Khorne's fingers are encased in rings made from the skulls of dead usurper War Gods."

*Crystal deposits some clean clothes on the bed beside Amy and smiles* "I'm going for a shower first" *She heads into the bathroom*

*Amy waits for the door to block Crystal's line of sight to her, then jumps out of bed and starts changing into her new clothes, desperate to make certain parts of her anatomy calm down.*

"This god... They don't matter to her. She resides in a realm un-reachable... Her powers are varied, and she is the part of us that wants to ignore everything around us... She is also master of the shadows.. And finally, these gods that you talk of... Her power would snuff them out..."

[Vorthon]

*A Forest Dao can be seen striding through the fog, looking around.*

[Taricus]

"15 Credits say it falls on someone"

[Phantom]

Dariel has headbutted Kanji, and blinks next to the Tyrant and Jonathan.
"I find that very hard to believe. How did THIS god appear? Amassed emotion? Just like the rest, what makes HER so different!?"