A little fluff experiment

[Tekore]

Man, how did you know that old Karky would feature in any dream I had? This is awesome, can't wait to see the end of it.

Tekore

[AlbinoAlien]

oy! tekore! your stories done

[Tekore]

Delicious!

Tekore

[NiteRabbit]

Neat stuff. These threads just seem to pop up like crazy, don't they? Okay, try me.

[AlbinoAlien]

Nite rabbit's story

It was dark, like always. In the great eye of terror, on the demon world of Malikaih, the sky was predominatly black. Deep within the mountains, the light never even made it. The chaos lord had to make due with torchlight, mainly, taking small peasently slaves, dousing them in kerosene, and hanging them on the hallway hooks before there pitful screams ended, and there bodies slowly burned away. Sometimes, the chaos lord would put fresh slaves on the torch, just so the caphony of screams would slowly send him in a spiralling slumber of hypnotism. Today, however, the lord put fresh slaves on for a different purpose.
Today he would be meeting with an emmisary from the Fallen Angels. The damned renegades had taken residence within the sector, inhabiting a small asteroid ciricling the malestrom above. Normally, he would have destroyed the fools without a moments notice, but they had special....skills that would come to use for him. Like killing silently. Like an easy scapegoat. The lord had visions, where someday through this groups assasin techniques, that he would rise above the other pewling warlords on Malikaih.
* hiss* PUD. The landing craft came down. The emmisary was entering. The chaos lord waited, patiently the steam from ancient hydraulic pumps covering the landing bay. His body guards waited nearby, nervousness in there gaits as the seconds dragged on and on. Then, slowly, a whirring could be heard from the ramp. From the mist, a trumbling figure could be seen, rickety treads welded to a rusted chassis. It was a low class servitor, barely able to keep itself upright. As it slowly approached the chaos lord, he tightened his grip on the plasma pistol at his belt, ready at a moments notice to deal with these bastards trickery.
The trumbling servitor stopped in front of the Chaos lord.
"Lord Zethlka. You have called for an emmisary to the Brotherhood of Cage? We are here. Now speak".
For a moment, the Chaos lord did not know what to say. This sort of rude behavior would usually be dealt with by a quick blast of plasma, but this Brotherhood was known for its "resourcefullness". He must tread carefully.
"Emmisary. I come to talk of the asteroid you inhibit in this system. It revolves under my airspace, and therefore mine. However" Zethlka paused for a moment, but sensing nothing from the servitor, continued.
"however, perhaps an...exchange can be made."
The drone spat a signal of static. several moments passed while several frequencies passed through the servitors mouth.
"Yes, Zethlka. We of the Brotherhood are willing for an exchange".
Zethlka could feel his vision soar. Soon, he would have the tools neccisary to ta-
"For your life Zethlka, we will take this planet".
Slowly, the servitors head rose. It's jaw unhinged, and from the space within, only dark eyes could be seen.
A dark whisper could be heard.
"WE! WILL HAVE..YOUR PLANET". The figure lept from the mouth, no bigger then a human skull. As fast as lightning, it jumped to his first guards throat, tearing through the ceramite with such force that the marine was dead before the foul beast had gotten to his neck. Just as quickly, his other guard turned, spraying a wave of bolter shells into his dead comrades body.
"You are of the niterabbit!" Zethlka spoke loudly. A xenos creature long known for its association with the fallen angels, the beast's history was well heard throughout the eye of terror.
"This is true Zethlka. Unfortunatly, you will never tell a soul". Zethlka turned around. Men in white armour began spilling from the transport. Fallen Angels, there battle skills honed for millenia, cut down Zethlka's guards and personel as they were caught unawares.
Zethlka turned around. His other bodyguard was dead, the black shadow had bore a hole through the marines chest, his bloody entrails covering the floor.
That's when the lord knew it was too late. The rabbit was upon him, tearing through his armour, its' raving eyes burning what was left of his soul, hypnotiseing him as the creature ripped his chest cavity open.
Finished with the foolish chaos lord, the niterabbit turned, determined to help it's brothers in the killing to come as they "requisitioned" this warlords palace. A good exchange indeed.

[AlbinoAlien]

Bing* yours is out rabbit

[Xerxes]

Could be interesting... what's the bet that I'd end up some raving Ministorum priest?

[Overread]

hmm some one with lots of free time and an active imagination.
Well lets see what becomes of me then...

[AlbinoAlien]

havent heard a whole lot of feedback on this. You people enjoying what i put out or?

[Kelnor]

Its great! Keep up the good work! Very entertaining and funny to read. I would also like to be a part of this