Mall Fight RP: (CLOSED) (FINISHED)
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Somewhere in the mall...
A Seven Foot Tall man [in an Inquisitors (Somewhere inbetween Ordo Hereticus and Xenos, with a hood) uniform (With a mechanicus rebreather and three green bionic eyes, think the splinter cell NV goggles), carrying two power-sword's and an Astartes grade relic bolter on his back] is flung out of a shop about twenty feet from where Ryan's radio station used to be, he gets up and looks around before limping towards the lobby, slowly, in visible pain.
OOC: Don't tell me im unreasonable, I'm a gangsta I don't have to be reasonable... I will shoot you mutha fucka, don't argue with me or I'll shoot you with my sniper rifle next time you get in a phonebooth, I will have keifer sutherland call you just to troll you before you die. Please tell me someone gets the convoluted reference in that.
Back wherever everyone is...
X is still confused as fuck and smoking weed
OOC: sorry about being gone over the course of the past two days, IRL crap got in the way
A Seven Foot Tall man [in an Inquisitors (Somewhere inbetween Ordo Hereticus and Xenos, with a hood) uniform (With a mechanicus rebreather and three green bionic eyes, think the splinter cell NV goggles), carrying two power-sword's and an Astartes grade relic bolter on his back] is flung out of a shop about twenty feet from where Ryan's radio station used to be, he gets up and looks around before limping towards the lobby, slowly, in visible pain.
OOC: Don't tell me im unreasonable, I'm a gangsta I don't have to be reasonable... I will shoot you mutha fucka, don't argue with me or I'll shoot you with my sniper rifle next time you get in a phonebooth, I will have keifer sutherland call you just to troll you before you die. Please tell me someone gets the convoluted reference in that.
Back wherever everyone is...
X is still confused as fuck and smoking weed
OOC: sorry about being gone over the course of the past two days, IRL crap got in the way
I sigh, and open a webway gate obove the inquisitor. He is kidnapped by space-clowns and never seen again.
OOC: hey sigma...
The inquisitor kills the space clowns and falls out of the ceiling of the lobby,
says
and passes out in a fountain
The inquisitor kills the space clowns and falls out of the ceiling of the lobby,
says
Code:
"Daemons"OOC: Space elves, not deamons. they hate deamons.
I turn to the others in Sburb. "Sooooooo...what now?"
I turn to the others in Sburb. "Sooooooo...what now?"
OOC: I know eldar, dark, eldar, and necrons populate the webway, do you think a dazed inquisitor would understand the difference between eldar/dark eldar and daemons when he's pulled through a ceiling?
X: "no clue"
X: "no clue"
OOC: Dunno. depends on what type of inquisitor he was. Malleus have a complicated relationship with harlequins, and anrent likley to randomly kill them. xenos are probably more likely, and hereticus are just pricks
OOC: One of the fluff ordo's, there are lots...
OOC: They are populated with inquisitors that come from other ordo's and their goal is purely to study the plague of unbelief (Zombies}.
OOC: The lexicanum explains it better than me.
"...boredom"
OOC: They are populated with inquisitors that come from other ordo's and their goal is purely to study the plague of unbelief (Zombies}.
OOC: The lexicanum explains it better than me.
"...boredom"
OOC: Lexicanum is outdated tho, they still have stuff on the sensei-emporer, and all that other shit from 3rd-4th edition
OOC: How outdated... and I know for a fact the fluff ordo's werent retconned... was the illuminati stuff retconned?
OOC: Example of good retconning: the squats, the squats retconning was explained...
------> Tyranids killed them and the inquisiton deleted the records of them.
X looked at sigma "Hey, you okay in there?"
OOC: Example of good retconning: the squats, the squats retconning was explained...
------> Tyranids killed them and the inquisiton deleted the records of them.
X looked at sigma "Hey, you okay in there?"
OOC: thats retarded... why retcon fluff when you can just ignore it? What the hell are they going to do with the emperor now, corpse god followed by warp apocalypse?
OOC: I don't know anymore... GAMES WORKSHOP!!! DAN ABNETT!!! HORUS!!! SLAANESH!!!
X walked over and tapped sigma on the head a couple of times before sitting again
OOC: I don't know anymore... GAMES WORKSHOP!!! DAN ABNETT!!! HORUS!!! SLAANESH!!!
X walked over and tapped sigma on the head a couple of times before sitting again
OOC: Personally, i never liked the whole illuminati/sensie thing anyway.
"Hey X, where have all the others gone?"
"Hey X, where have all the others gone?"
I wander around LOBAE, slaying imps and getting some weird grist stuff. Occasional I'll see a crocodile or two, but those encounters are brief at best, the little guys running off as soon as they see me. After using some Party Poppers to blow up an ogre (and a bust or two) Efink finds me, and we go imp hunting.
"Hey, do you know anywhere I might be able to store a suit?" I ask, after we defeat a large group of imps.
"Wait, what?" Efink says in confusion, and I show him my Three Diamonds Suited.
"Ah, right. Yea, I have a place." He says, reaching into his jacket and pulling out a deck of cards.
I raise an eyebrow at this, before he throws it down, and it transforms into a Brawlsoleum.
Efink takes the suit inside, and through the doorway I catch a glimpse of strange and sometimes exotic looking clothing and armor.
"Ok, anything else?" He asks, exiting the Brawlsoleum and picking up a deck of cards.
"Yea, where's Raritysprite, wasn't she supposed to guide me through the game or something?"
"She's back home making dresses." He says, " But don't worry about it, you got me!"
"You?"
"Hells yea, I've played, and finished, Sburb before, I'll help you."
"Uh, ok a guess."
"Come on, what could be more help than a God Tier player?"
"A what?"
"Don't worry, you'll find out in time, but firsts things first, have you had a nap while we've been here?"
"Uh, no. Why?"
"Oh, it's nothing, nothi-POCKETSLEEPINGSAND!"
I'm knocked out cold, and awaken in a golden city.
"Wait, what? Where the hell am I?!"
"Hey, do you know anywhere I might be able to store a suit?" I ask, after we defeat a large group of imps.
"Wait, what?" Efink says in confusion, and I show him my Three Diamonds Suited.
"Ah, right. Yea, I have a place." He says, reaching into his jacket and pulling out a deck of cards.
I raise an eyebrow at this, before he throws it down, and it transforms into a Brawlsoleum.
Efink takes the suit inside, and through the doorway I catch a glimpse of strange and sometimes exotic looking clothing and armor.
"Ok, anything else?" He asks, exiting the Brawlsoleum and picking up a deck of cards.
"Yea, where's Raritysprite, wasn't she supposed to guide me through the game or something?"
"She's back home making dresses." He says, " But don't worry about it, you got me!"
"You?"
"Hells yea, I've played, and finished, Sburb before, I'll help you."
"Uh, ok a guess."
"Come on, what could be more help than a God Tier player?"
"A what?"
"Don't worry, you'll find out in time, but firsts things first, have you had a nap while we've been here?"
"Uh, no. Why?"
"Oh, it's nothing, nothi-POCKETSLEEPINGSAND!"
I'm knocked out cold, and awaken in a golden city.
"Wait, what? Where the hell am I?!"
