In one of the many dark rooms of the Bloodwrath, a Black Templar stirs from his slumber, his eyes flying open behind his visor.
He got up to up with a groan, his breath rugged, and the mother of all headaches raging around in his head. Shit was bad.
He groans again as he feels the familiar weight of his Bolter, dangling on his right hand via a Devotion Chain.
I was on a mission before I woke up... That's one thing I know at least...
The man thought to himself, his blue eyes scanning his surroundings from the inside of his helmet. He jerked his right arm up, pulling his Bolter with him, and into the air. He then blindly catched the grip, and firmly grasped it.
The man shakes his head, the headache making it hard for him to think coherently, his thoughts hazy, his legs heavy.
"I got fücked up... Shouldn't I have a squad? Where the fück are they? No matter... Just gotta get to civilization, if that's even a thing in here... Where the fück am I even..."
He says to himself with a rough voice, his words given a metallic accent by his helmet.
He started walking through the darkness, the soft grinding of gears and other metal things coming from his left arm as it shifted underneath his armour, his left hand soon twirling and shifting, before folding into his arms, only for a Chainsword to slide out, it softly growling as the teeth slowly spun.
He then froze up as he heard some shuffling in the darkness, his eyes shooting over to the origin of the sound; a lonesome Chaos Marine, armed with nothing but a Chainsword. He didn't bother to check what Chapter, but instead just charged at the Chaos Scum, his Chainsword roaring as he yelled,
"FOR THE EMPEROR!"
And raised his Chainsword, the Chaos Marine having an "oh fück me" moment as he saw the Black Templar leap at him, the Chainsword arm already descending.
Then, nothing. He wasn't even able to react in time.
Blood flew everywhere as the Black Templar's Chainsword sank into the Chaos Marine's head, tearing it in half within seconds. He then pulled the Chainsword out, and in one swift motion, decapitated the lifeless corpse, the head splitting in half now that it was no longer held together by the throat.
"Unclean Scum."
He says nothing else, and just turns on his heels, walking away from the corpse as his Chainsword goes back to growling silently.
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Short post, yaya. Still have writer's block. Shut up.[/spoiler]
[spoiler]-blam!- you Shad. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]nah, I think this is a good place to stop for now. Gives me the chance to start a new post some time.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeet.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler] whuat [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Fixed eet. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]My phone decided to be a useless shit so I accidentally posted my reply before I was done with it. [/spoiler]
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[b]Somewhere on Earth, the Emperor activates his text to speech device[/b] [b]"WHAT -blam!-ERY IS THIS?! SINCE WHEN DO ELDAR AND MARINES INTERACT LIKE FRIENDS?! WHY THE HELL IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE?! GOD DAMMIT I THOUGH I RAISED THEM ALL WELL ENOUGH, BUT NOOOO, THEY STILL SUCCUMB TO THE HERETIC WAYS THAT IS A XENO!"[/b]
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Baby, they ain't gonna be just friends eventually. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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[spoiler]FÜCKING HERETIC[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]SAYS THE MAN WHO IMPREGNATED A XENO. I NEED SOME LOVE TO KEEP ME STRAIGHT IN THIS SAUSAGE FEST, MAN. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]that's the joke.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I got that part. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]doesn't change the fact that u copied me. fgt[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Look at my name. Fgt.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]still. I have my patent.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]BOY, JUST LOOK AT MY NAME. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]*waving patent like a crazy ho wanting her money* I CAN SUE U[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]NO YOU CAN'T. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]UR JUST JELLY I GOT ELDAR BEFORE U[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF I'LL GET THIS ELDAR. [/spoiler]
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[b]Lucien padded up, tapping the dead soldier with a foot and looting the body. With a huff, he looked up and called out.[/b] [i]"Hey, do you want his weapon?"[/i] [b]He asks... He really needed a melee weapon now that his sword and scythes were missing. (And a chain sword had just enough edge to work).[/b]
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The man stops, and looks at Lucien over his right shoulder, swiftly replying with a hateful tone, "I shall not wield the weapon of a Chaos piece of trash." And looked back in front of him, though he stayed still.
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[i]"Damn... Free candy for me."[/i] [b]Lucien swipes up the sword and slams the rotating blade against his helmet as it makes an awful screeching noise but doesn't cut through.[/b] [i]"Oh... Not good enough."[/i] [b]Chucking to the side, he runs a claw at the new gash across the metal plating. He was wearing strong stuff... Though considering he was nearly seven get of pure muscle, he needed only the best.[/b] [i]"Hey, uh, who are you?"[/i]
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"Of course a weapon of Chaos trash isn't good enough. It's outdated and heretical as fück.. And I'm Skatai, from the Black Templars.. Who're you? The Space Marine stood at nine feet, towering over the other man.
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[i]"Malform... The one and only."[/i] [b]Lucien didn't seem afraid, tense, or even nervous. Marines were all the same to him... More so... They were bigots, and thus he didn't appreciate them... But he was still friendly enough.[/b] [i]"You wouldn't happen to have seen a motorcycle or big sword lying around... Not one of the chainsaws of knives but like, a sword sword?"[/i]
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Edited by CPU Purple-Heart: 6/19/2016 9:12:50 PM"Malform? Name doesn't ring a bell..." The man turns, his left arm shifting back into an actual arm instead of a Chainsword with a couple of soft clicks. "And no. I haven't seen a motorcycle on this ship. I just woke up, you see. And about that sword... swords are lame. Like, why use a lame ass sword when you can have a fücking sword and chainsaw in one?"