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Dakka?

Yes
0
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Yes
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We need more
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23%
Dakka Dakka Dakka!
6
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Yes
1
8%
N- *BLAM!*
3
23%
 
Total votes : 13

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Icrum
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Roommates OOC [WH40K|OPEN|FT/MT]

Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 8:09 pm

"Hello there. Welcome to Holy Terra Heights, the best apartment block on all of Earth. You're room is room M41. You may have some roomates, but don't worry, you should be fine.
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"What's this?" you may ask. Well this is an RP where you RP as someone from the Warhammer 40K factions and you live in the same apartment as someone else. "Why do this?" you may also ask. Well, it's because all the 40K RPs I see anywhere are too serious, so I figured that I should make a sitcom 40K RP. Now, I don't want to watch this die like another RP I made, so tell your friends. Spread the word like you'd spread a potent pandemic that would kill everyone.



My Commandments:

1. No godmodding, Metagaming, Cheating (If that's possible in these kinds of RPs), etc.
2. No killing or brutally harming. A scuffle I might allow, but no killing. This is a sitcom, so maybe a argument at worse.
3. No 'Nids unless you make an A) Exceptional App or B) You've been given express permision. And even then, they can only be as pets.
4. PG-13 plox.
5. I am the God-Emperor/The Chaos Gods/Gork and Mork/ETC. My word is law.
6. Transyl and Lingria are my Inquisitors. They is my mouthpiece. Their word is also law. Mostly. My CO-OPs cannot ban without sending me a detailed report on why they should be banned.
7. No one-liners plox.
8. Don't be a douche.
9. It says MT and FT. The MT is the most prevalent here as this takes place on modern Earth. Albeit, with 40K people.
10: You shall not covet your neighbor's house; you shall not covet your neighbor's wife, nor his male servant, nor his female servant, nor his ox, nor his donkey, nor anything that is your neighbor's. Well, Angelos ruined it for everyone. :p
11: I will group you with up to three people. You shall not complain about your partner. The Chaos Gods do this to you to mess with you.



Aight, here's the app:
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APPLICATION:
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Faction:[/b]
[b]Appearance (Description is fine):[/b]
[b]Height & weight:[/b]
[b]RP example:[/b]
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[b]Likes :[/b]
[b]Dislikes:[/b]
[b]Bio:[/b]
[b]Sexuality:[/b]
[b]Roommate Preferences?:[/b]
[b]Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?:[/b]
[b]Have you read the rules?:[/b]
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APPLICATION:
Name: Jeffery Albertson
Age: 27
Faction: Imperial Guard
Appearance (Description is fine):
Height & weight: 5'9 182 Lbs.
RP example: OP.
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Likes: Ham Sandwiches, Chompy (His pet tyranid), Coffee, and Sisters of Battle
Dislikes: Any other Tyranid, Tofu, and Turkey Sandwiches that pose as Ham Sandwiches
Bio: WIP (I'm a bad OP)
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?: He needs a new place to stay.
Last edited by Icrum on Thu Apr 16, 2015 6:26 pm, edited 18 times in total.
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
Main wrote:A petition to redesign the flag incites violent riots that eventually destroy the entire nation.

-Ebola- wrote:I don't want to kill you all. I want primates, humans included, to stay around so my descendants will have the same variety of hosts to choose from as I do.

Washington Resistance Army wrote:Not being able to buy an AR most certainly is a travesty.

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Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 8:27 pm

Accepted Characters

Jeffrey Albertson - Icrum [OP/CO-OP]
Brooke Vanchez - Transyl [CO-OP]
Joseph Hohenzollern - Lingria [CO-OP]
Adam Warden - Creepwood
Gorpvik Hamal - Great Empire of Gamilus
Apophas Velaque - Daxarnia
Corves - Paginista
Atsumeta - Ancient Humans
Ikarius - Vektra
Levi Elftman - Bermuda
Asani Solo - Vale
Angelos Agarstes - Dernland
Izhaish Sihyna of the Thirsting Dagger Wych Cult - Raktio
Kri-kaat - Raiktio
Naomi - Xanama
Last edited by Icrum on Wed Apr 15, 2015 5:43 am, edited 6 times in total.
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
Main wrote:A petition to redesign the flag incites violent riots that eventually destroy the entire nation.

-Ebola- wrote:I don't want to kill you all. I want primates, humans included, to stay around so my descendants will have the same variety of hosts to choose from as I do.

Washington Resistance Army wrote:Not being able to buy an AR most certainly is a travesty.

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Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 8:27 pm

News Bulletin:

Holy Terra Heights rooms M41A and M41B are now vacant
Icrum is CO-OP of his own thread
Man kills thirteen people with too much Dakka
Slaanesh claims Khorne is her hubby. Khorne denies like a politician
Weeaboo Socialists spotted near Holy Terra Heights
Last edited by Icrum on Tue Apr 14, 2015 5:20 pm, edited 3 times in total.
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
Main wrote:A petition to redesign the flag incites violent riots that eventually destroy the entire nation.

-Ebola- wrote:I don't want to kill you all. I want primates, humans included, to stay around so my descendants will have the same variety of hosts to choose from as I do.

Washington Resistance Army wrote:Not being able to buy an AR most certainly is a travesty.

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Transyl
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Postby Transyl » Sun Apr 12, 2015 8:30 pm

APPLICATION:
[b]Name: Brooke Vanchez
[b]Age: 19
[b]Faction: Brooke, majorly is a vampire. She is a vampire for many reasons, she worships Khorne the Blood God. To her, drinking blood is the best way to praise her chaos God. May seem a bit odd, but to Brooke it's highly necessary and to her the taste of blood is amazing.
[b]Appearance (Description is fine):
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[b]Hight & weight: About 5:4 and, 115 pounds
[b]RP example: Don't really have one..(Not highly experienced, but I'm sure that's fine.
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[b]Likes : Blood, the color red, and just adores cats, also likes to flirt allot.
[b]Dislikes: Dogs, people who are annoying, and the color blue, and Heretics/heresy, guys who try to touch her without permission.
[b]Bio: Brooke is from a small town in an unknown country. She was raised there by her mother, along with her little sister named Catherine. Brooke's father, was never a good person in her family and abused her and her mother heavily. Brooke started worshipping Khorne and drinking blood as a way to forget and rebel against her unstable family. The chaos within her past household caused her to draw near complete insanity, but she decided to leave her family home and move on from her horrible past. Brooke still keeps the scars from her father's abusive behavior, it's only a reminder of what she has overcome. Battle scars so to speak. Brooke also has a pet Vampire-cat named Fluffy, 'tis a female fyi. Extra info on Fluffy:
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[b]Sexuality: Bisexual.
[b]Roommate Preferences?: Doesn't matter to Brooke. Male or Female works.
[b]Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?: Brooke wanted to leave her family home behind to forget the horrors she's endured.
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Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 8:36 pm

Transyl wrote:APPLICATION:
Name: Brooke Vanchez
Age: 19
Faction: Brooke, majorly is a vampire. She is a vampire for many reasons, she worships Khorne the Blood God. To her, drinking blood is the best way to praise her chaos God. May seem a bit odd, but to Brooke it's highly necessary and to her the taste of blood is amazing.
Appearance (Description is fine):
Hight & weight: About 5:4 and, 115 pounds
RP example: Don't really have one..(Not highly experienced, but I'm sure that's fine.)
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Likes : Blood, the color red, and just adores cats.
Dislikes: Dogs, people who are annoying, and the color blue.
Bio: Brooke is from a small town in an unknown country. She was raised there by her mother, along with her little sister named Catherine. Brooke's father, was never a good person in her family and abused her and her mother heavily. Brooke started worshipping Khorne and drinking blood as a way to forget and rebel against her unstable family. The chaos within her past household caused her to draw near complete insanity, but she decided to leave her family home and move on from her horrible past. Brooke still keeps the scars from her father's abusive behavior, it's only a reminder of what she has overcome. Battle scars so to speak.
Sexuality: Bisexual.
Roommate Preferences?: Doesn't matter to Brooke. Male or Female works.
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?: Brooke wanted to leave her family home behind to forget the horrors she's endured.

Accepted. I hope someone makes a Blood Angels Character, because then I can put those two together.
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
Main wrote:A petition to redesign the flag incites violent riots that eventually destroy the entire nation.

-Ebola- wrote:I don't want to kill you all. I want primates, humans included, to stay around so my descendants will have the same variety of hosts to choose from as I do.

Washington Resistance Army wrote:Not being able to buy an AR most certainly is a travesty.

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Postby Fascist Republic Of Bermuda » Sun Apr 12, 2015 8:45 pm

Tag. Thinking about making a Commissar who has to stop himself from *BLAM*ing heresy.
N U T S !

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Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 8:46 pm

Fascist Republic Of Bermuda wrote:Tag. Thinking about making a Commissar who has to stop himself from *BLAM*ing heresy.

That'd be awesome.
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
Main wrote:A petition to redesign the flag incites violent riots that eventually destroy the entire nation.

-Ebola- wrote:I don't want to kill you all. I want primates, humans included, to stay around so my descendants will have the same variety of hosts to choose from as I do.

Washington Resistance Army wrote:Not being able to buy an AR most certainly is a travesty.

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Postby Creepwood » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:08 pm

APPLICATION:
Name: Adam Warden
Age: 20
Faction: Human Chaos Cultist (Undivided but has an emphasis on Nurgle)
Appearance (Description is fine): Looks Average, wears middle class clothing most of the time, has hair swept to the left side with the sides and back shaved and beard, Has a Nurgle symbol tattooed on his hand
Height & weight: 5'11 and around about 220 pounds
RP example: can't really pull one from my head
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Likes : Medicine, Cooking and Tattooing
Dislikes: Tzeentch Worshippers, non-intellectuals, other humans
Bio: Adam came from a normal tithe world, from a normal family and passed education with very good grades but instead of becoming something worthwhile like a Doctor as he trained for, he decided to become a Tattooist since it was his passion. After a while of living an okay life, he began to hate the Imperial Cult of the God-Emperor as he thought it was worthless and then he came across a customer who wanted a chaos symbol, after a good 3 hour talk Adam believed that the Chaos Gods were the only ones who were the true gods. Because of his new-found belief, he found it impossible to live anymore since his Family cut ties with him and got branded a heretic and as such he left his home in a pirate vessel by becoming a Medic... After a while, he began worshipping Nurgle more and began showing signs of Nugle (flies, becoming sick more often) which caused him to show his faith by tattooing his hand with a Nurgle Symbol.
Sexuality: Bisexual but doesn't really care
Roommate Preferences?: Other Chaos Worshippers, Interllectuals, People who he can easily become a leader too
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?: Wanted to settle down and Allow his talents to get him Self-Employed
Have you read the rules?: yes
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Postby Lingria » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:11 pm

Hmm.....Interesting.....Tag.
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Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:12 pm

Creepwood wrote:APPLICATION:
Name: Adam Warden
Age: 20
Faction: Human Chaos Cultist (Undivided but has an emphasis on Nurgle)
Appearance (Description is fine): Looks Average, wears middle class clothing most of the time, has hair swept to the left side with the sides and back shaved and beard, Has a Nurgle symbol tattooed on his hand
Height & weight: 5'11 and around about 220 pounds
RP example: can't really pull one from my head
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Likes : Medicine, Cooking and Tattooing
Dislikes: Tzeentch Worshippers, non-intellectuals, other humans
Bio: Adam came from a normal tithe world, from a normal family and passed education with very good grades but instead of becoming something worthwhile like a Doctor as he trained for, he decided to become a Tattooist since it was his passion. After a while of living an okay life, he began to hate the Imperial Cult of the God-Emperor as he thought it was worthless and then he came across a customer who wanted a chaos symbol, after a good 3 hour talk Adam believed that the Chaos Gods were the only ones who were the true gods. Because of his new-found belief, he found it impossible to live anymore since his Family cut ties with him and got branded a heretic and as such he left his home in a pirate vessel by becoming a Medic... After a while, he began worshipping Nurgle more and began showing signs of Nugle (flies, becoming sick more often) which caused him to show his faith by tattooing his hand with a Nurgle Symbol.
Sexuality: Bisexual but doesn't really care
Roommate Preferences?: Other Chaos Worshippers, Interllectuals, People who he can easily become a leader too
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?: Wanted to settle down and Allow his talents to get him Self-Employed
Have you read the rules?: yes

Accepted
Now to find a Ultramarine to put you with.
Hehehehehe...
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
Main wrote:A petition to redesign the flag incites violent riots that eventually destroy the entire nation.

-Ebola- wrote:I don't want to kill you all. I want primates, humans included, to stay around so my descendants will have the same variety of hosts to choose from as I do.

Washington Resistance Army wrote:Not being able to buy an AR most certainly is a travesty.

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Postby Creepwood » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:13 pm

Icrum wrote:
Creepwood wrote:APPLICATION:
Name: Adam Warden
Age: 20
Faction: Human Chaos Cultist (Undivided but has an emphasis on Nurgle)
Appearance (Description is fine): Looks Average, wears middle class clothing most of the time, has hair swept to the left side with the sides and back shaved and beard, Has a Nurgle symbol tattooed on his hand
Height & weight: 5'11 and around about 220 pounds
RP example: can't really pull one from my head
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Likes : Medicine, Cooking and Tattooing
Dislikes: Tzeentch Worshippers, non-intellectuals, other humans
Bio: Adam came from a normal tithe world, from a normal family and passed education with very good grades but instead of becoming something worthwhile like a Doctor as he trained for, he decided to become a Tattooist since it was his passion. After a while of living an okay life, he began to hate the Imperial Cult of the God-Emperor as he thought it was worthless and then he came across a customer who wanted a chaos symbol, after a good 3 hour talk Adam believed that the Chaos Gods were the only ones who were the true gods. Because of his new-found belief, he found it impossible to live anymore since his Family cut ties with him and got branded a heretic and as such he left his home in a pirate vessel by becoming a Medic... After a while, he began worshipping Nurgle more and began showing signs of Nugle (flies, becoming sick more often) which caused him to show his faith by tattooing his hand with a Nurgle Symbol.
Sexuality: Bisexual but doesn't really care
Roommate Preferences?: Other Chaos Worshippers, Interllectuals, People who he can easily become a leader too
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?: Wanted to settle down and Allow his talents to get him Self-Employed
Have you read the rules?: yes

Accepted
Now to find a Ultramarine to put you with.
Hehehehehe...

Oh dear lord :blink:
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Postby Bone Fort » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:16 pm

How very interesting...
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Postby Great Empire of Gamilus » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:24 pm

APPLICATION:
Name: Gorpvik Hamil
Age: 9 thousand years (roughly, time flows oddly in the warp...)
Faction: Chaos Space Marines! (Warband of the Purgation Ghosts)
Appearance (Description is fine): http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/ ... 66n0is.jpg
Height & weight: 6.8ft (and whatever the average weight for a CSM is.
RP example:

Champion Klast looked on at the town of Harvak and sneered, if he still had a face he might of pulled off the expression for sneering. It was fairly pitiful compared to the city he had lorded over before turning to darkness, the only thing remarkable about it was the Citadel at its centre but even then the fact that it was remarkable was because it was the centre of this shithole.

Looking behind him Klast saw his raiding party ready to charge, Cultists chanting runic fire spells while his Knights whispered a prayer to the Dark Gods, They all stopped when they noticed the giants stare, and heard his command.

"Charge."

Like that the Cultists took off at a run, their formation a loose cluster to avoid arrow fire for when they got in range, the Hellhounds close behind keeping steady pace, their flame kept low so as to not be spotted, the two black knights and Klast himself would march silently behind the formation.

Looking out of the guard tower a watchmen spotted the advancing cultists, screaming out a warning while ringing the warning bell which sent the town into panic, guards and soldiers rushed to the defence while peasants ran to their homes in hopes of finding safety there, if only. As the Cultists came into range they opened up with their foul magical fire casters, blazing fireballs smashing against the top of the wall, sending the gathering archers to the floor, skin burning and melting as they flailed around and screamed in horror much to the chargrim of their fellows below.

The Hellhound pack gathered around the old rickety wooden gate, the minimal metal supports of the wood would allow hellfire to burn through it in mere seconds of hellish heat but they relented for the second while the guards set up a defensive line, and those on the wall waved spears down to try and threaten the nightmarish dogs off, sadly it would not work as Champion Klast slowly marched forward, arrows from the few archers remaining pinging off his armour harmlessly as his gigantic visage stool a few feet from the gate. Taking his massive cursed blade in both hands the Champion rammed it into the gate, breaking wood into shards and splinters after several cuts until there was nothing but busted hinges and scrap wood.

The town guard on the other side stood bravely as he walked through, the two black knights following slowly and Hellhounds after them, the two sides stared off, the town guard stalwart but fearful, each man looking as if to flee as soon as combat began clearly contrasting to the forces of evil, lead by the gigantic dark champion as Hellhounds swarmed about and Cultists were slowly entering the city.

"Burn them all..." was the lone command of Klast, and with that the fate of the town was sealed.
The dogs of hell charged the line, jaws and fur wreathed in flame as they smashed, pawed and burnt the town guards, the horse sized demon hounds easily crunching through armour and flesh alike while shrugging off most wounds, one squad of guards managed to score a lucky kill on a lone hellhound, managing to stab several spears at once through its skull while it was distracted, the fighting then rolled out into the greater residential area, flames wreaked buildings as Cultists and guards dueled in the streets and hellhounds set all on fire, dragging people out of their homes to be skinned alive and strung up!

One band of Cultists was currently tormenting a family, the two teens forced to watch their mother and father skinned alive, slowly and painfully as the lead cultist chanted heretical words keeping them alive and concious yet feeling all pain inflicted, the mother was screaming out for mercy as her flesh was torn from muscle with a haggard blade, her tears mixing with blood and other fluids where cuts had been lousy.

The Father crying and broken as he was being strung up on a effigy, skinless fingers and limbs bent out of place as two cultists began carving runes into him, intending to burn unholy fires in sacrifice for the Dark Ones! Their teenage children forced to watch on, knowing it would be their turn next, already the young woman had defecated herself and the lad was soon to follow...

Elsewhere over the town other cults dedicated to Balor Overlord had risen up and tried to seize their chance to proclaim themselves owners of this town, while it was to be expected living so close to the lands of evil the Champion would not permit them, slaughtering all regardless with heafty strokes of the blade as he marched towards the citadel, the black knights following quietly behind as each stroke from their blade killed another defender while the city was being ransacked...

About half an hour had passed since the start of the raid and most of the city lay burnt by magical hellfire and slaughtered, the forces of the Keeper had reached the citadel where the captain and his heavily armoured soldiers stood to commit to their final stand, polished equipment and well maintained, these men would pose a bit of a challenge.

Waving back the trio of Hellhounds who were approaching from behind Klast and the two Knights drew swords and slowly walked forward, every motion clam and instinctive as the captain and his thralls charged with a clutter of boots and armour, the first man to get in range had the massive greatsword plyed through his head, splitting it like a grape under a boulder, flicking the remains of that man off he swung the blade wide before bringing it back at about waist height, decapitating a man at about chest height and enough force to send both halves flying several feet while the third got his head slammed into his body when the flat of the blade smashed it in, breaking the spine and making him taste his own stomach acid in his final moments.

The knights were doing good on their own, a half dozen men lay dead and wounded with the finish swings and cuts, each limb cut at critical joints and weak spots for maximum destruction of the body, there was a reason the Black Knights were some of the greatest.

And last stood the captain, who was standing with blade held limp in his hands and a blank stare as he realized his fate, Klast lightly tapped the mans chest plate.

"Tell me Captain, was it worth my time pillaging this pitiful town? Whats the matter, Hellhound got your tongue?"

The captain was unprepared for the booming voice and fumbled with a response, failing to do so before the massive blade pierced his chest, the long blade then was flicked upwards and over the Champion, sending the captain careening into a building's second floor. And with a slight gasp died seconds later...

Dismissing the two Knights to do whatever they wanted Klast stepped into the Citadel, watching as richer peoples and the families of the Guards fled higher into the keep, marching forward he stopped as he spotted an old priest shielding a younger lad. Suddenly Klast remembered, it was conscription day! He remembered that day fondly with hatred...

Walking over to them stabbed his sword into the tiles, the force was enough to start shattering the entire halls tiles within a few seconds.
"Now now, what do we have here? another soldier for the meatgrinder. Tell me priest, what do your scriptures say of the glories of dying on my blade?"

The priest responded with a kind tone.

"Paladin Klast, it has been a long time hasn't it boy?"

Klast snorted, he now recognized the priest.

"Father Michael, It has been a while. Shame we had to meet like this isn't it? especially after what happened..."

The priest reached out to the gauntlet of the gaint man, and spoke in kind tones.
"We warned you it was foolhardy, I don't blame you but it is not too late, you can turn back to the light o..."

"NO, IT IS TOO LATE!"
The Champion Klast swung a mailed fist in anger, the armoured spikes stabbing into the old mans gut, leaving him to choke on his own blood, currently filling his lungs.

"You will see o...one day Klast... y..you will see.e..."
With those dying words the priest sank into death, and moved no more, turning to the child Klast grabbed him by his scrawny neck and held him to head height. "Tell me child what is your name?"

"S..Simon Grey!"
The squirming child managed to gasp out his own name, if just barely.
Klast used the armoured tip of his gauntleted finger to carve a long cut down the side of the boys face, sneering (without the facial expression) as he did.

"I hope you find a glorious fate little Simon, I doubt we will ever meet again."
He then threw the young boy into a woodpile they were sitting next to, knocking him unconscious and continuing to murder the inhabitants...

Over the next couple of hours all citizens of the town would be killed, their bodies strung up on effigies across the town, lining the wall and citadel, their innards gutted and used to create long strands interconnecting buildings all lined with runes and foul magics to replicate the sound of the tortured souls whom they just easily murdered, some people were still half alive for hours on end after being strung up, their tears and other bodily liquids mixing as they fell too the ground to join the filth that was their neighbours...

Only one hellhound and four cultists were lost, their remains were sacrificed to the dark gods in the way that was decreed by the Dark Gods for loyal servants, allowing their spirits to ascend to the dark realm.

Then as quickly as they came the Dark Raiders left, leaving behind a sole survivor, Simon Grey...



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Likes : Freedom. free choice, murder,semi religious worship of evil entities, chocolate, long walks on the beach, hiking and trench/Urban warfare

Dislikes: Loyalists, extreme chaos worship, mutation of the extreme kind, Ultra Marines, Slanneshite and Nurgle worshippers.
Bio: A Chaos Marine tired of the rouge life, has decided to leave his warband for a few hundred years, while travelling through the warp he got sucked out due to an accident (read: not sleeping with a demon of Slannesh) and wound up infront of Holy Terra Heights, so no place like any other to start. with several suitcases and crates worth of possessions he checked in... Though somehow his Demonically possessed bike named "Fluffles the lord of the Death Bikes" ended up alongside him, the demon is about as smart as a dog.


Sexuality: Straight, I ain't no Slanneshite
Roommate Preferences?: No loyalists or Xeno's (Or just whatever, make it fun :P the more opposite of what he wants the better :rofl: )
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?: Career change, taking courses to do alternate jobs besides murder
Have you read the rules?: Yes
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OP, do you know the way?
Know the way to fix your post?
Just add details and sources to spark
Debate on these forums.

Otherwise this thread is doomed
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NSG will pick up and move on
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Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:27 pm

Great Empire of Gamilus wrote:APPLICATION:
Name: Gorpvik Hamil
Age: 9 thousand years (roughly, time flows oddly in the warp...)

I feel you.
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
Main wrote:A petition to redesign the flag incites violent riots that eventually destroy the entire nation.

-Ebola- wrote:I don't want to kill you all. I want primates, humans included, to stay around so my descendants will have the same variety of hosts to choose from as I do.

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Postby Lingria » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:30 pm

I saw Transyl and was instantly like "Hmmmm......Maybe." Transyl is mah senpai! :P
APPLICATION:
Name:Joseph Hohenzollern
Age:23
Faction:Mankind
Appearance (Description is fine):Soft Chin, light beard, soft blue eyes, light sandy blonde hair, Small scar just below his eye.
Height & weight:6'1" 167 Ib
RP example:Icrum,......Tsk Tsk
---
Likes :Mankind, Daemonettes, Science
Dislikes:Blood, Death,
Bio:WIP
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Roommate Preferences?:Something new, spice it up.
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?:To escape his terrible past.
Have you read the rules?:Ja, Ja.
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Postby Great Empire of Gamilus » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:34 pm

Okay finished editing mine

Icrum wrote:
Great Empire of Gamilus wrote:APPLICATION:
Name: Gorpvik Hamil
Age: 9 thousand years (roughly, time flows oddly in the warp...)

I feel you.


Yeah, pretty weird innit? Reminds me of the time we celebrated Markayus' 4000th birthday after this 5001st
Do you hear the posters sing?
Singing the song of angry men?
It is the music of the short OP
that won't be seen again!

When the mods find this OP
Then this thread will be no more,
But the song will be sung again
When another comes!

OP, do you know the way?
Know the way to fix your post?
Just add details and sources to spark
Debate on these forums.

Otherwise this thread is doomed
Doomed to death by modly wrath
NSG will pick up and move on
'Till another comes!

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Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:42 pm

Great Empire of Gamilus wrote:Okay finished editing mine

Icrum wrote:I feel you.


Yeah, pretty weird innit? Reminds me of the time we celebrated Markayus' 4000th birthday after this 5001st

Just like how I can CO-OP my own thread.
Which I'm going to do. *Makes myself my own CO-OP*
Boom!
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
Main wrote:A petition to redesign the flag incites violent riots that eventually destroy the entire nation.

-Ebola- wrote:I don't want to kill you all. I want primates, humans included, to stay around so my descendants will have the same variety of hosts to choose from as I do.

Washington Resistance Army wrote:Not being able to buy an AR most certainly is a travesty.

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Postby Great Empire of Gamilus » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:45 pm

Icrum wrote:
Great Empire of Gamilus wrote:Okay finished editing mine



Yeah, pretty weird innit? Reminds me of the time we celebrated Markayus' 4000th birthday after this 5001st

Just like how I can CO-OP my own thread.
Which I'm going to do. *Makes myself my own CO-OP*
Boom!


Whoah, what mystic warp powers are these?


Also I take it I am accepted? Can't wait to RP Chaos or a change.
Do you hear the posters sing?
Singing the song of angry men?
It is the music of the short OP
that won't be seen again!

When the mods find this OP
Then this thread will be no more,
But the song will be sung again
When another comes!

OP, do you know the way?
Know the way to fix your post?
Just add details and sources to spark
Debate on these forums.

Otherwise this thread is doomed
Doomed to death by modly wrath
NSG will pick up and move on
'Till another comes!

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Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:45 pm

Lingria wrote:I saw Transyl and was instantly like "Hmmmm......Maybe." Transyl is mah senpai! :P
APPLICATION:
Name:Joseph Hohenzollern
Age:23
Faction:Mankind
Appearance (Description is fine):Soft Chin, light beard, soft blue eyes, light sandy blonde hair, Small scar just below his eye.
Height & weight:6'1" 167 Ib
RP example:Icrum,......Tsk Tsk
---
Likes :Mankind, Daemonettes, Science
Dislikes:Blood, Death,
Bio:WIP
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Roommate Preferences?:Something new, spice it up.
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?:To escape his terrible past.
Have you read the rules?:Ja, Ja.
Great Empire of Gamilus wrote:APPLICATION:
Name: Gorpvik Hamil
Age: 9 thousand years (roughly, time flows oddly in the warp...)
Faction: Chaos Space Marines! (Warband of the Purgation Ghosts)
Appearance (Description is fine): http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/ ... 66n0is.jpg
Height & weight: 6.8ft (and whatever the average weight for a CSM is.
RP example:

Champion Klast looked on at the town of Harvak and sneered, if he still had a face he might of pulled off the expression for sneering. It was fairly pitiful compared to the city he had lorded over before turning to darkness, the only thing remarkable about it was the Citadel at its centre but even then the fact that it was remarkable was because it was the centre of this shithole.

Looking behind him Klast saw his raiding party ready to charge, Cultists chanting runic fire spells while his Knights whispered a prayer to the Dark Gods, They all stopped when they noticed the giants stare, and heard his command.

"Charge."

Like that the Cultists took off at a run, their formation a loose cluster to avoid arrow fire for when they got in range, the Hellhounds close behind keeping steady pace, their flame kept low so as to not be spotted, the two black knights and Klast himself would march silently behind the formation.

Looking out of the guard tower a watchmen spotted the advancing cultists, screaming out a warning while ringing the warning bell which sent the town into panic, guards and soldiers rushed to the defence while peasants ran to their homes in hopes of finding safety there, if only. As the Cultists came into range they opened up with their foul magical fire casters, blazing fireballs smashing against the top of the wall, sending the gathering archers to the floor, skin burning and melting as they flailed around and screamed in horror much to the chargrim of their fellows below.

The Hellhound pack gathered around the old rickety wooden gate, the minimal metal supports of the wood would allow hellfire to burn through it in mere seconds of hellish heat but they relented for the second while the guards set up a defensive line, and those on the wall waved spears down to try and threaten the nightmarish dogs off, sadly it would not work as Champion Klast slowly marched forward, arrows from the few archers remaining pinging off his armour harmlessly as his gigantic visage stool a few feet from the gate. Taking his massive cursed blade in both hands the Champion rammed it into the gate, breaking wood into shards and splinters after several cuts until there was nothing but busted hinges and scrap wood.

The town guard on the other side stood bravely as he walked through, the two black knights following slowly and Hellhounds after them, the two sides stared off, the town guard stalwart but fearful, each man looking as if to flee as soon as combat began clearly contrasting to the forces of evil, lead by the gigantic dark champion as Hellhounds swarmed about and Cultists were slowly entering the city.

"Burn them all..." was the lone command of Klast, and with that the fate of the town was sealed.
The dogs of hell charged the line, jaws and fur wreathed in flame as they smashed, pawed and burnt the town guards, the horse sized demon hounds easily crunching through armour and flesh alike while shrugging off most wounds, one squad of guards managed to score a lucky kill on a lone hellhound, managing to stab several spears at once through its skull while it was distracted, the fighting then rolled out into the greater residential area, flames wreaked buildings as Cultists and guards dueled in the streets and hellhounds set all on fire, dragging people out of their homes to be skinned alive and strung up!

One band of Cultists was currently tormenting a family, the two teens forced to watch their mother and father skinned alive, slowly and painfully as the lead cultist chanted heretical words keeping them alive and concious yet feeling all pain inflicted, the mother was screaming out for mercy as her flesh was torn from muscle with a haggard blade, her tears mixing with blood and other fluids where cuts had been lousy.

The Father crying and broken as he was being strung up on a effigy, skinless fingers and limbs bent out of place as two cultists began carving runes into him, intending to burn unholy fires in sacrifice for the Dark Ones! Their teenage children forced to watch on, knowing it would be their turn next, already the young woman had defecated herself and the lad was soon to follow...

Elsewhere over the town other cults dedicated to Balor Overlord had risen up and tried to seize their chance to proclaim themselves owners of this town, while it was to be expected living so close to the lands of evil the Champion would not permit them, slaughtering all regardless with heafty strokes of the blade as he marched towards the citadel, the black knights following quietly behind as each stroke from their blade killed another defender while the city was being ransacked...

About half an hour had passed since the start of the raid and most of the city lay burnt by magical hellfire and slaughtered, the forces of the Keeper had reached the citadel where the captain and his heavily armoured soldiers stood to commit to their final stand, polished equipment and well maintained, these men would pose a bit of a challenge.

Waving back the trio of Hellhounds who were approaching from behind Klast and the two Knights drew swords and slowly walked forward, every motion clam and instinctive as the captain and his thralls charged with a clutter of boots and armour, the first man to get in range had the massive greatsword plyed through his head, splitting it like a grape under a boulder, flicking the remains of that man off he swung the blade wide before bringing it back at about waist height, decapitating a man at about chest height and enough force to send both halves flying several feet while the third got his head slammed into his body when the flat of the blade smashed it in, breaking the spine and making him taste his own stomach acid in his final moments.

The knights were doing good on their own, a half dozen men lay dead and wounded with the finish swings and cuts, each limb cut at critical joints and weak spots for maximum destruction of the body, there was a reason the Black Knights were some of the greatest.

And last stood the captain, who was standing with blade held limp in his hands and a blank stare as he realized his fate, Klast lightly tapped the mans chest plate.

"Tell me Captain, was it worth my time pillaging this pitiful town? Whats the matter, Hellhound got your tongue?"

The captain was unprepared for the booming voice and fumbled with a response, failing to do so before the massive blade pierced his chest, the long blade then was flicked upwards and over the Champion, sending the captain careening into a building's second floor. And with a slight gasp died seconds later...

Dismissing the two Knights to do whatever they wanted Klast stepped into the Citadel, watching as richer peoples and the families of the Guards fled higher into the keep, marching forward he stopped as he spotted an old priest shielding a younger lad. Suddenly Klast remembered, it was conscription day! He remembered that day fondly with hatred...

Walking over to them stabbed his sword into the tiles, the force was enough to start shattering the entire halls tiles within a few seconds.
"Now now, what do we have here? another soldier for the meatgrinder. Tell me priest, what do your scriptures say of the glories of dying on my blade?"

The priest responded with a kind tone.

"Paladin Klast, it has been a long time hasn't it boy?"

Klast snorted, he now recognized the priest.

"Father Michael, It has been a while. Shame we had to meet like this isn't it? especially after what happened..."

The priest reached out to the gauntlet of the gaint man, and spoke in kind tones.
"We warned you it was foolhardy, I don't blame you but it is not too late, you can turn back to the light o..."

"NO, IT IS TOO LATE!"
The Champion Klast swung a mailed fist in anger, the armoured spikes stabbing into the old mans gut, leaving him to choke on his own blood, currently filling his lungs.

"You will see o...one day Klast... y..you will see.e..."
With those dying words the priest sank into death, and moved no more, turning to the child Klast grabbed him by his scrawny neck and held him to head height. "Tell me child what is your name?"

"S..Simon Grey!"
The squirming child managed to gasp out his own name, if just barely.
Klast used the armoured tip of his gauntleted finger to carve a long cut down the side of the boys face, sneering (without the facial expression) as he did.

"I hope you find a glorious fate little Simon, I doubt we will ever meet again."
He then threw the young boy into a woodpile they were sitting next to, knocking him unconscious and continuing to murder the inhabitants...

Over the next couple of hours all citizens of the town would be killed, their bodies strung up on effigies across the town, lining the wall and citadel, their innards gutted and used to create long strands interconnecting buildings all lined with runes and foul magics to replicate the sound of the tortured souls whom they just easily murdered, some people were still half alive for hours on end after being strung up, their tears and other bodily liquids mixing as they fell too the ground to join the filth that was their neighbours...

Only one hellhound and four cultists were lost, their remains were sacrificed to the dark gods in the way that was decreed by the Dark Gods for loyal servants, allowing their spirits to ascend to the dark realm.

Then as quickly as they came the Dark Raiders left, leaving behind a sole survivor, Simon Grey...



---

Likes : Freedom. free choice, murder,semi religious worship of evil entities, chocolate, long walks on the beach, hiking and trench/Urban warfare

Dislikes: Loyalists, extreme chaos worship, mutation of the extreme kind, Ultra Marines, Slanneshite and Nurgle worshippers.
Bio: A Chaos Marine tired of the rouge life, has decided to leave his warband for a few hundred years, while travelling through the warp he got sucked out due to an accident (read: not sleeping with a demon of Slannesh) and wound up infront of Holy Terra Heights, so no place like any other to start. with several suitcases and crates worth of possessions he checked in...


Sexuality: Straight, I ain't no Slanneshite
Roommate Preferences?: No loyalists or Xeno's (Or just whatever, make it fun :P the more opposite of what he wants the better :rofl: )
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?: Career change, taking courses to do alternate jobs besides murder
Have you read the rules?: Yes

Both Accepted.
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
Main wrote:A petition to redesign the flag incites violent riots that eventually destroy the entire nation.

-Ebola- wrote:I don't want to kill you all. I want primates, humans included, to stay around so my descendants will have the same variety of hosts to choose from as I do.

Washington Resistance Army wrote:Not being able to buy an AR most certainly is a travesty.

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Postby Great Empire of Gamilus » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:48 pm

Transyl wrote:APPLICATION:
[b]Name: Brooke Vanchez
[b]Age: 19
[b]Faction: Brooke, majorly is a vampire. She is a vampire for many reasons, she worships Khorne the Blood God. To her, drinking blood is the best way to praise her chaos God. May seem a bit odd, but to Brooke it's highly necessary and to her the taste of blood is amazing.
[b]Appearance (Description is fine):



A Khorne worshipping Vampire that looks like Koko from Golden Time... well I might have more fun than I thought, want to be roommates?
Do you hear the posters sing?
Singing the song of angry men?
It is the music of the short OP
that won't be seen again!

When the mods find this OP
Then this thread will be no more,
But the song will be sung again
When another comes!

OP, do you know the way?
Know the way to fix your post?
Just add details and sources to spark
Debate on these forums.

Otherwise this thread is doomed
Doomed to death by modly wrath
NSG will pick up and move on
'Till another comes!

--The Klishi Islands
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Postby Lingria » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:49 pm

Icrum wrote:
Lingria wrote:I saw Transyl and was instantly like "Hmmmm......Maybe." Transyl is mah senpai! :P
APPLICATION:
Name:Joseph Hohenzollern
Age:23
Faction:Mankind
Appearance (Description is fine):Soft Chin, light beard, soft blue eyes, light sandy blonde hair, Small scar just below his eye.
Height & weight:6'1" 167 Ib
RP example:Icrum,......Tsk Tsk
---
Likes :Mankind, Daemonettes, Science
Dislikes:Blood, Death,
Bio:WIP
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Roommate Preferences?:Something new, spice it up.
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?:To escape his terrible past.
Have you read the rules?:Ja, Ja.
Great Empire of Gamilus wrote:APPLICATION:
Name: Gorpvik Hamil
Age: 9 thousand years (roughly, time flows oddly in the warp...)
Faction: Chaos Space Marines! (Warband of the Purgation Ghosts)
Appearance (Description is fine): http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/ ... 66n0is.jpg
Height & weight: 6.8ft (and whatever the average weight for a CSM is.
RP example:

Champion Klast looked on at the town of Harvak and sneered, if he still had a face he might of pulled off the expression for sneering. It was fairly pitiful compared to the city he had lorded over before turning to darkness, the only thing remarkable about it was the Citadel at its centre but even then the fact that it was remarkable was because it was the centre of this shithole.

Looking behind him Klast saw his raiding party ready to charge, Cultists chanting runic fire spells while his Knights whispered a prayer to the Dark Gods, They all stopped when they noticed the giants stare, and heard his command.

"Charge."

Like that the Cultists took off at a run, their formation a loose cluster to avoid arrow fire for when they got in range, the Hellhounds close behind keeping steady pace, their flame kept low so as to not be spotted, the two black knights and Klast himself would march silently behind the formation.

Looking out of the guard tower a watchmen spotted the advancing cultists, screaming out a warning while ringing the warning bell which sent the town into panic, guards and soldiers rushed to the defence while peasants ran to their homes in hopes of finding safety there, if only. As the Cultists came into range they opened up with their foul magical fire casters, blazing fireballs smashing against the top of the wall, sending the gathering archers to the floor, skin burning and melting as they flailed around and screamed in horror much to the chargrim of their fellows below.

The Hellhound pack gathered around the old rickety wooden gate, the minimal metal supports of the wood would allow hellfire to burn through it in mere seconds of hellish heat but they relented for the second while the guards set up a defensive line, and those on the wall waved spears down to try and threaten the nightmarish dogs off, sadly it would not work as Champion Klast slowly marched forward, arrows from the few archers remaining pinging off his armour harmlessly as his gigantic visage stool a few feet from the gate. Taking his massive cursed blade in both hands the Champion rammed it into the gate, breaking wood into shards and splinters after several cuts until there was nothing but busted hinges and scrap wood.

The town guard on the other side stood bravely as he walked through, the two black knights following slowly and Hellhounds after them, the two sides stared off, the town guard stalwart but fearful, each man looking as if to flee as soon as combat began clearly contrasting to the forces of evil, lead by the gigantic dark champion as Hellhounds swarmed about and Cultists were slowly entering the city.

"Burn them all..." was the lone command of Klast, and with that the fate of the town was sealed.
The dogs of hell charged the line, jaws and fur wreathed in flame as they smashed, pawed and burnt the town guards, the horse sized demon hounds easily crunching through armour and flesh alike while shrugging off most wounds, one squad of guards managed to score a lucky kill on a lone hellhound, managing to stab several spears at once through its skull while it was distracted, the fighting then rolled out into the greater residential area, flames wreaked buildings as Cultists and guards dueled in the streets and hellhounds set all on fire, dragging people out of their homes to be skinned alive and strung up!

One band of Cultists was currently tormenting a family, the two teens forced to watch their mother and father skinned alive, slowly and painfully as the lead cultist chanted heretical words keeping them alive and concious yet feeling all pain inflicted, the mother was screaming out for mercy as her flesh was torn from muscle with a haggard blade, her tears mixing with blood and other fluids where cuts had been lousy.

The Father crying and broken as he was being strung up on a effigy, skinless fingers and limbs bent out of place as two cultists began carving runes into him, intending to burn unholy fires in sacrifice for the Dark Ones! Their teenage children forced to watch on, knowing it would be their turn next, already the young woman had defecated herself and the lad was soon to follow...

Elsewhere over the town other cults dedicated to Balor Overlord had risen up and tried to seize their chance to proclaim themselves owners of this town, while it was to be expected living so close to the lands of evil the Champion would not permit them, slaughtering all regardless with heafty strokes of the blade as he marched towards the citadel, the black knights following quietly behind as each stroke from their blade killed another defender while the city was being ransacked...

About half an hour had passed since the start of the raid and most of the city lay burnt by magical hellfire and slaughtered, the forces of the Keeper had reached the citadel where the captain and his heavily armoured soldiers stood to commit to their final stand, polished equipment and well maintained, these men would pose a bit of a challenge.

Waving back the trio of Hellhounds who were approaching from behind Klast and the two Knights drew swords and slowly walked forward, every motion clam and instinctive as the captain and his thralls charged with a clutter of boots and armour, the first man to get in range had the massive greatsword plyed through his head, splitting it like a grape under a boulder, flicking the remains of that man off he swung the blade wide before bringing it back at about waist height, decapitating a man at about chest height and enough force to send both halves flying several feet while the third got his head slammed into his body when the flat of the blade smashed it in, breaking the spine and making him taste his own stomach acid in his final moments.

The knights were doing good on their own, a half dozen men lay dead and wounded with the finish swings and cuts, each limb cut at critical joints and weak spots for maximum destruction of the body, there was a reason the Black Knights were some of the greatest.

And last stood the captain, who was standing with blade held limp in his hands and a blank stare as he realized his fate, Klast lightly tapped the mans chest plate.

"Tell me Captain, was it worth my time pillaging this pitiful town? Whats the matter, Hellhound got your tongue?"

The captain was unprepared for the booming voice and fumbled with a response, failing to do so before the massive blade pierced his chest, the long blade then was flicked upwards and over the Champion, sending the captain careening into a building's second floor. And with a slight gasp died seconds later...

Dismissing the two Knights to do whatever they wanted Klast stepped into the Citadel, watching as richer peoples and the families of the Guards fled higher into the keep, marching forward he stopped as he spotted an old priest shielding a younger lad. Suddenly Klast remembered, it was conscription day! He remembered that day fondly with hatred...

Walking over to them stabbed his sword into the tiles, the force was enough to start shattering the entire halls tiles within a few seconds.
"Now now, what do we have here? another soldier for the meatgrinder. Tell me priest, what do your scriptures say of the glories of dying on my blade?"

The priest responded with a kind tone.

"Paladin Klast, it has been a long time hasn't it boy?"

Klast snorted, he now recognized the priest.

"Father Michael, It has been a while. Shame we had to meet like this isn't it? especially after what happened..."

The priest reached out to the gauntlet of the gaint man, and spoke in kind tones.
"We warned you it was foolhardy, I don't blame you but it is not too late, you can turn back to the light o..."

"NO, IT IS TOO LATE!"
The Champion Klast swung a mailed fist in anger, the armoured spikes stabbing into the old mans gut, leaving him to choke on his own blood, currently filling his lungs.

"You will see o...one day Klast... y..you will see.e..."
With those dying words the priest sank into death, and moved no more, turning to the child Klast grabbed him by his scrawny neck and held him to head height. "Tell me child what is your name?"

"S..Simon Grey!"
The squirming child managed to gasp out his own name, if just barely.
Klast used the armoured tip of his gauntleted finger to carve a long cut down the side of the boys face, sneering (without the facial expression) as he did.

"I hope you find a glorious fate little Simon, I doubt we will ever meet again."
He then threw the young boy into a woodpile they were sitting next to, knocking him unconscious and continuing to murder the inhabitants...

Over the next couple of hours all citizens of the town would be killed, their bodies strung up on effigies across the town, lining the wall and citadel, their innards gutted and used to create long strands interconnecting buildings all lined with runes and foul magics to replicate the sound of the tortured souls whom they just easily murdered, some people were still half alive for hours on end after being strung up, their tears and other bodily liquids mixing as they fell too the ground to join the filth that was their neighbours...

Only one hellhound and four cultists were lost, their remains were sacrificed to the dark gods in the way that was decreed by the Dark Gods for loyal servants, allowing their spirits to ascend to the dark realm.

Then as quickly as they came the Dark Raiders left, leaving behind a sole survivor, Simon Grey...



---

Likes : Freedom. free choice, murder,semi religious worship of evil entities, chocolate, long walks on the beach, hiking and trench/Urban warfare

Dislikes: Loyalists, extreme chaos worship, mutation of the extreme kind, Ultra Marines, Slanneshite and Nurgle worshippers.
Bio: A Chaos Marine tired of the rouge life, has decided to leave his warband for a few hundred years, while travelling through the warp he got sucked out due to an accident (read: not sleeping with a demon of Slannesh) and wound up infront of Holy Terra Heights, so no place like any other to start. with several suitcases and crates worth of possessions he checked in...


Sexuality: Straight, I ain't no Slanneshite
Roommate Preferences?: No loyalists or Xeno's (Or just whatever, make it fun :P the more opposite of what he wants the better :rofl: )
Reason for moving into Holy Terra Heights?: Career change, taking courses to do alternate jobs besides murder
Have you read the rules?: Yes

Both Accepted.

-isn't done.-
-Still gets accepted.-
So glad I know Icrum. :hug: :blush:
The Danish Confederacy - Waifu of the South, The United Eastern States of Europe- Waifu Islander, Mirakai -Waifu of kinks, New Babylonia - da kewtiest waifu, & Derpopoliss - mai best bud. are my Waifu's, & I love them

Accomplished Member of the The Age Of Neophytos RP Group
I support Ted Cruz
TRUSTED

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I was running through the streets with my rows - Julius Caesar, on Londonium.

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Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:54 pm

Great Empire of Gamilus wrote:
Transyl wrote:APPLICATION:
[b]Name: Brooke Vanchez
[b]Age: 19
[b]Faction: Brooke, majorly is a vampire. She is a vampire for many reasons, she worships Khorne the Blood God. To her, drinking blood is the best way to praise her chaos God. May seem a bit odd, but to Brooke it's highly necessary and to her the taste of blood is amazing.
[b]Appearance (Description is fine):



A Khorne worshipping Vampire that looks like Koko from Golden Time... well I might have more fun than I thought, want to be roommates?

I determine who is paired with who.
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
Main wrote:A petition to redesign the flag incites violent riots that eventually destroy the entire nation.

-Ebola- wrote:I don't want to kill you all. I want primates, humans included, to stay around so my descendants will have the same variety of hosts to choose from as I do.

Washington Resistance Army wrote:Not being able to buy an AR most certainly is a travesty.

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Founded: Oct 14, 2014
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Postby Icrum » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:54 pm

Lingria wrote:
Icrum wrote:Both Accepted.

-isn't done.-
-Still gets accepted.-
So glad I know Icrum. :hug: :blush:

We are Rpers with Benefits.
Some kind of dessert involving ice cream, hard liquor, and a blow torch
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Lingria
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Postby Lingria » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:56 pm

Icrum wrote:
Lingria wrote:-isn't done.-
-Still gets accepted.-
So glad I know Icrum. :hug: :blush:

We are Rpers with Benefits.

Aw...Shucks....You're makin' me blush :blush:
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Transyl
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Postby Transyl » Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:56 pm

Icrum wrote:
Lingria wrote:-isn't done.-
-Still gets accepted.-
So glad I know Icrum. :hug: :blush:

We are Rpers with Benefits.

Sounds a bit..Erm..*Curse my filthy mind* Nevermind hahah.
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