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Alright folks. This is the deal. We all have our personas on the board, (Ie, the basis of your name, eg, Mel would be a corrupted battle sister with her foxy temperament, or BiD a Daemon Prince, but with his Mod Scythe of Doom and his...his.. er... redeeming feature.Features.) and it is with these that we post in character. Note that the character will be first and foremost YOUR mindset in the body of your persona'd nickname. Without further ado, I shall begin..

Inquisitor carried on walking down the trench, brandishing his Blastmaster at any living guardsmen that still remained, rending them asunder in his quest to find Bornin, and the rest of the Mods. From what he had seen from hacking into the rest of the planet's security network, almost all of the Librarium Online community was here on this god-forsaken hellhole. The mods were usually unseen, however, or if they were as shadows in the background, seemingly watching over the flock of LO members.

A guardsman ran screaming out of a bunker at Inquisitor, who idly batted him aside with his Mace of Thwappage, thinking about where Bornin or any of the mods could be.

"What do they like, the mods? Power. No power round here. Next. Sex? Too right, but again, round here? Not likely. Unless they're necrophiliacs, which i very much.. kind of .. no, i dont doubt that. Beer. Alcohol. Find the army stores!" Inkie thought, and his face cracked into an even wider grin as he went of in search of Bornin , rock music blaring from his backpack...
 

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Slai sat on a meadow in his ancient Terminator army and felt sort of unclean, as the last guy who had it died messily. Bad case of diarrhea. "But no time for that now", he thought, leaning back and surveying the landscape. "Its a nice day and the sun is shining. Nothing can disturb me now.. Ahhhh".
 

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BorninDarkness roared as he smashed aside another guardsman. "Too slow, must go", he thought.
"What's up with this planet anyway. Supposedly our entire crew should be around here, but I've seen none. And this poor excuse for a town isn't making me any happier either. A town only a mile or so behind the first trenches, the least thing they could have is a liquor store."
Suddenly, a figure in a black coat, wearing a cap adorned with small silver skulls, stood before him. "You will die heretic, in the name of the god-emperor!".
Great. A Commissar.
"You must be one of the most stopid guys I've ever seen. Now, you know what this asks for right?"
Seeing the confusion in the Commissar's eyes, he raised his Daemonic Mod Scythe of Doom.
"I could use Vindy right about now... oh well. Prepare for a Stupidity Execution!"
Before the Commissar could say anything, his head was rolling on the ground, only to be kicked throught a window by BorninDarkness.
Suddenly, he heard what sounded like metal.
"What the... where's that coming from?"
 

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Inquisitor moonwalked his way down the trench, jammin to the sound of Motley Crue as he air-guitared his enemies to death, his arms flailing around and decapitating them in a blissful orgy of gore.

"Ow!"

Inkie danced, randomly firing off blasts of sound that made his insides quiver with excitement. Eventually the guardsmen just sat down to watch the show as he strutted his way along the lip of the trench, before disembowelling them with wave after wave of sonorous cacophany from his Blastmaster.

Behind him, Inkie could hear jangling footsteps, the sound of armour plate and chain mail rubbing together. Slowly, Inquisitor turned around..
 

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Slai heard some noises. He then got up from the meadow and started walking toward the ruckus.

Approaching something wierd, moveing like a spasming seagull, Slai decided it wasnt dangerous. It was a dacing fellow!

"Why, hello there." Slai said with an accomodating voice. "Im sort of lost here... You see.. I was supposed to be in theis very fancy Teleport Grey Knight Grandmaster Retinue... But I sort of ended up here. Where am I?" asked the huge armourclad warrior while scratching his metal head with a Lightning Claw.
 

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Slowly Inkie turned around... and saw the massive form of BorninDarkness, scratching his Ballz of Steel.

"Heij dude. About time I found someone else on this craphole. Here, have a drink."
BorninDarkness grabs his Bottle of Infinite Beer, and after taking a huge gulp himself, hands it to The Inquisitor.

"Hmm, you missed one." Before Inkie could turn, BorninDarkness drew his Mod-Charged Kai Gun and pumped a highly energized Bolt of pure Malice into a guardsman, who exploded in a fountain of gore.

"So what's the deal? Seen anyone else? Or better yet, found a liquor store?"
 

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"Raaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh, Fear ME"
Vindkall was felling guardman after guardsman with the Operators Dark Blade.
"Fight me you cowards"
Hacking his way through the guardsmen he came across one that challenged him, an officer, no challenge for a Lord of Undivided, but he accepted.
The officers power sword was crackling with energy as he swung it against Vindkall, but he could easily parry it and responded by scoring a deep wound on the officers chest, the officer droped to his kness and Vindkall ended his life by cutting his head off with a clean cut.
"Retreat", a guardsman screamed. The guardsmen disengaged and started runnig towards a nearby bunker.
But, Vindkall drew his boltpistol, thus ending their misery. Slowly he started to walk towards next firing position in the trenchline.
 

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the galiant Riptor strode up and sat on the side of the trench, he whisled metallica and pulled out his blapcannon destroying another guardsmans head. "Why hello there!" he said with interest as a guardsman tried to make a run for it over the open plain "Whoops too slow!" Riptor incinerated the gaurdsmans head with interest. A guardsman strode up to him "pleese sir spare me!" the man pleeded "What will ya agive me?" the rip said pulling a chicken wing out of no-where and munching on it "I have fourteen cans of beer!" the guarsman said opening his pack "oooh sorry kid you need fifteen cans of beer to live!" Riptor laughed andshot the guardsman dead, he went over to his corpse "Well cant let these go to waste!" he said cheerily and slung the pack over his shoulder and strode down teh trench, he threw the stipped wing away and continued down the trench whisling, his cans of beer clinking together in his back.
 

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Slayer flew low to the ground across the battle field as explosions erupted left and right, gripping a long halbred with an ornate gold staff, but a lifless black blade. He rose up into the air pumping his mighty raven like wings, diving straight into a trench full of guardsmen, cutting down 5 with one foul stroke with his daemonic weapon. Two of the foolish mortals jumped on top of him, trying to take him down, he grabbed the skull of one, slamming into the other as blood and gore flew everywhere, a dark sinister laugh emited from his helmet. He pulled out his plasma pistol and his laughter grew louder, firing at the guardsmen as they tried to flee "RUN AWAY!!!" He cried after them, shooting most down of them down, as the rest went into the shadows, stalking them through the trenches.
 

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on the edge of the battlefield, philipmatlary carefully assisted the other mods in the upkeeping of LO with his trusted sniper rifle...


damn, im not good at writing this kinda *****..
 

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"Ooooh A kitty!" Riptor yelled as he saw a baby sqeebie run i his direction teeth bared. "Bad kitty!" he stifled a yell as the sqeebie jumped at his face trying to rip it apart. "Damn You!" he yealled and ripped the thing of holding out at arms length. "Hmmm hmmm hmmm what to do with you...Ohhhh i just got an idea thats just soooo crazy it might backfire............ :blink: oh well!" Riptor strode to the end of the trench sqeebie still in hand and chucked it in the direction of BorninDarkness "hehehe" he stifled a laugh as screams were heard.
 

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The blood red sun was slipping slowly underneath the horizen. A dark figure strode to the crest of the hill so his shadow was thrown many metres in front of him.
"By the Emperors teeth things dont look too good"
Chemicalcaveman recieted the Prayer of Rightous Fury as he gazed across the trench works of LO. Guardsmen were falling back everywhere.
Looking behind him down the crest of the hill he smiled. These traitor scum may have things easy with guardsmen but with the full force of a space marine chapter behind him he hoped to swing the tide of battle, or at least hold things up until Bobahat, Second only to the Emperor could bring re-enforcements.
"For the Emperor, for LO and for the 21st Primarch, men of The Star Reapers forward"
 

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OOC:who were u talkin about chemi?
 

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k3 pulled out his plasma pistol and aimed at the chaos scum apporaching him. what shall i do now k3 thought to himself. then at that moment he heard a message on his teams vox 'all units rally at point alpha'. well he knew exactly what to do and headed straight for that point to join up with chemical caveman.
 

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Sister Mel’s nine tail power whip crackeled in her hand as the guardsman lay there in front of her, strapped down naked, writhing in pleasure as the noises of gunfire bellowed in the distance (they where no concern to her).
“The Emperor punishes the weak, Slannesh takes their surrender, I ask you who is more powerful?� said the power armoured clad dominatrix. The guardsman simply gasped for breath, panting like a dog. Sister Mel eyes viewed the room guardsmen lay exhausted in their orgie of doom. They are useless now, they have failed the test, weak pathetic souls, I need a true challenge! Sister Mel turnned to the noises once more and stepped upon the platform to view the site, as the flicker of gunfire was lit like a thousand candels in her old distant covenant. Perhaps out there I may find a worthy soul. Sister Mel grinned in malice excitement and crackled her whip once more, with her bolter at the ready.
 

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BobaHat shook his head in a condescending fashion.

'What a mess,' he mumbled to himself as he drained his beer.

He popped open a new one and walked down the street pondering some philosophic fluff question that he could patronise the LO gang with later on. He turned the corner and realised that he had walked in on Sister Mel and her guardsman slave.

'Emperor's blood!' exclaimed BobaHat, 'If it isn't the Heretic Asorita! The sister of filth who betrayed the devine Emperor in favour of the dark gods! What are you doing here? Tormenting a poor soul for pleasure?'

Before Mel could react BobaHat whooped out another beer and emptied it on the spot.
 

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"FOOL! You do not know me! You have no clue on who my master is! But do you challenge me?" Sister Mel stare pierces the beer swilling bobahat. Another dog of the pack perhaps? just like the others?
"I have always admired you Bobahat, but your uncany weakness shall be your falling, are you prepared to be saved or will death become you? I'll let you decide your fate, here...now join me or die!"
 

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Hearing a scream from behind him, BorninDarkness turned around, to see a tiny Squeebie, screaming in excitement, fly towards him at high speed. With a fluid motion, he drew his aimed and fired his Mod-Charged Kai Gun, completely Obliterating the little critter.
He reached in his Warp-Forged backpack and grabbed a pre-rolled joint. Puffing satisfied, he turned to see Rip chuckling at his little joke.
"What's so funny fool?", he mumbled as he strode towards Rip, his Daemonic Mod Scythe in one hand, the Mod-Charged Kai Gun in the other...
 

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BobaHat tossed the empty bottle aside and stood mockingly against the wall.

'My dear misguided child,' he said in a superior tone. 'It pains me so to see you so weak under the foul influence of the Daemon BorninDarkness! Come back to the light! Come back to the devine love of the Emperor! There are plenty of guardsmen for you to have your way with. You were always a spirited girl, right from the first time I saw you! You should know better than any that I will never be lured by the sweet words of the dark gods. Never will I succumb to their greed for souls and their contempt for what is pure and true!'

He raised his arms and revealed the Imperial Eagle on his chest. A white light surrounded him.

'Free yourself from this infestation that has taken you! Release your scorched soul and let your heart breathe the air of purity and love once more!'

After he spoke, he popped open a Carlsberg (chosen beer of the Emperor) and poured it down his throat.
 
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