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Post by Esiphas on Mar 13, 2011 20:15:36 GMT
*Chaos*
Jack looked at aeris.'I can hear you you know. Thats why i hate having Banshee in me. He screams really loud.' The deeper voice, who was obviously Banshee, broke through. 'And you scream like a girl. Its annoying.' Jack looked at Azezel, then Banshee spoke. 'Did you say you were azazel? Long time no see.'
*Imperium*
Sally nodded, then squatted down beside Balkrest. 'I wonder what the chaos want here.'
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Mar 13, 2011 21:00:37 GMT
"Well hello my greatest warrior, why are you in such a pitiful body? Surely Khorne would much rather you reside in one such as I!" Azazel said baring his teeth at Jack, rows of razors lined his mouth.
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Post by Esiphas on Mar 13, 2011 21:20:19 GMT
Jack sneered. Whenever banshee was in controll, his retinas went jagged. 'Jack here has his uses. He may look pathetic, but... well he is pathetic.' Jack looked up, as though Banshee was saying this from above him. Jacks voice was sad. 'Hey.. I'm not pathetic.' Banshee's voice came through again. 'Yes you are. I made you better. And I didn't have a choice, Tzeentch put me in this body.' Jack punched himself again, then started rubbing the smae spot. 'Ow...' he looked at azezel, Banshee speaking again. 'So, are you gonna fight? Or are we with you for now?'
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Post by Father Nurgle on Mar 14, 2011 6:08:25 GMT
(you guys look like you need an Undivided person for a fluffy character setting) Name- Flaron Baltris Gender- Male Allegiance- Chaos Undivided Weapons- A force powerfist and a plasma pistol Equipment- Power armor, frag and krak grenades, melta bombs, and a cape with the star of Chaos Undivided. Familiar as well Appearance- Being a Sorcerer of the Undivided powers, Flaron stands at 9 feet tall and the regular stalwart stature. Flaron is never seen without his helmet on. which is a standard horrifying sorcerer mask. Flaron wields his unique force-fist on his right arm, channeling all his physic abilities through the fist, as well as maintaining the weapon as a regular powerfist. His armor is all white, with the lining of the armor and helmet as black. The cape he wears drapes across his back and his the darkest shade of black many claim to see. The cape bestows the knowledge of all the neutral chaos spells and the unholy protection of a favored sorcerer. The star of chaos symbol on his back is white to accommodate his armor. Flaron also is followed by a Familiar, This is always seen as a serpentine creature that is always on or in Flaron's armor. This creature is unknown of origin and is rumored to be a ghost of his dark past. Bio- Flaron came from the Medusa planet wars, he rose to a great rank after his master got tied up in the fight for Abaddon's head sorcerer. Flaron took command of the small warband and begun rounding up as many prisoners, Librarium artifacts, and precious chapter relics loosely guarded on the doomed planet. With these Flaron divided up the spoils of war so precisely that each god got a limb from a space marine captain. Surprisingly Flaron even included equally giving his own warband slaves and sacrifices. With this and other minor campaigns Flaron had gained favor with all the gods and his growing warband. Flaron had recently left for Autisixio to gather the trapped population by himself, in order to gain daemonhood. One of the things that will get Flaron angriest is not just the presence of imperials but by infighting of the chaos powers, though he knows that it is inevitable... The brightly illuminated sky above Glittered and warped at the will of the warpstorm around the planet. Horrible evils awaited the unprotected souls here... but they would not have them... no, the gods will have each their share, and so will Flaron's followers... The air of his helmet was particularly tantalizing as Flaron stood in utter invisibility with an old parlor spell he had learn to use. Flaron safely walked through the terrified planet in the midst of its doom. many imperials, Flaron growled at the though, many un-unified subjects of Chaos and many billions of trapped citizens. Upon Flaron's walks through the beautiful day in a warpstorm trapped world, he came across a peculiar man. One that mumbled to himself and caressed an object of interest. with regular naked eyes all seen was a crazed man alone wandering the world. but with the eyes of a sorcerer, Flaron could see a lurking banshee behind him; as if a ghost haunting a loved one. Flaron was going to dispatch this poor soul and take the item for Tzeentch and his oracles, but before he could His familiar slithered around him, whispering to not dispatch this one... This proved right, as followers of different chaos gods accumulated to him. all wanting that particular object. Flaron watched and listened as the group argued for possession of the artifact, though once a peace was established, Flaron decided to make himself known, he had assessed the group around him before becoming visible... There was the haunted man, followed by a hideous banshee that helped him watch over that object... but what was it? The next was a Mastering Herald of Khorne, holding a massive bloodfeeder axe. This one was imposing, but held that all to common flaw all Khorne followers would eventually fall to. He was assessed a high threat in negotiations... The last was a female that was near impossible to read, and she almost seemed to see Flaron and just ignore him. Flaron was put on high guard becuase of this female that had seemed to draw power from around her and be oddly imposing... Flaron materialized instantly as the group began making it way from its current location. "i think you are going to need some help with all the chaos you all will spread." He said with a triumphant sounding voice as he placed both hands on hips and cocking them to one side to look imposing. if he could negotiate right, he could rally more followers to his cause, and get him one step closer to immortality... daemonhood... (now this is a post. hope im not too late or anything  ) |
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Post by Esiphas on Mar 14, 2011 7:40:39 GMT
(no you are not too late, but when you mentioned me, I am not followed by a banshee, banshee is a daemon inside me.)
Jack whipped around to face Flaron 'ahh... I cant handle this... Invisible people. ' Banshee spoke again. 'You weakling!' Jack punched himself again. Then he rasied his scythe 'I dont like you' Banshee said to Flaron.
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Post by carnofex on Mar 14, 2011 11:32:55 GMT
(father nurgle the great one glad your back ill post later)
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Post by Esiphas on Mar 14, 2011 17:27:11 GMT
Jack- or banshee, as it were- stared at Flaron. Their eyes met eachothers and Jack saw a powerful warrior. Flaron, if he could, would see a fearful boy, curled up in some dark box. And if he were to open that box, the screams outside would engulf the boy. Jack turned away. 'I... I dont want to go with you' he said to Flaron. The cackle that was banshees laugh escaped his mouth. 'Ya hear that? He dosent want to go with you.'
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Post by mina on Mar 14, 2011 22:31:43 GMT
Aeris turns her boots scuffing the dirt with annoyance obvious as she scan her eyes over Flaron. She had hoped he would just leave them be but in watching him appear her eyes seem to giggle at his imposing display, "Look your group tea party while touching and even perhaps even good entertainment on a nice day is important perhaps we could as commanders of an imposing force move to somewhere less in the middle of no where." she mimes Flaron's posture and waves at them"Or we could stand in the sun with our split personalities until it gets so hot that we all end up walking back to base naked." she grins at them all, "And I am not partial to that plan." She turns and sashays away resolving not to turn again until she has a glass of water in her hand and is seated.
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Post by Esiphas on Mar 15, 2011 7:41:18 GMT
Jack glanced at Flaron and Azezel, before sprinting to catch up with Aeris. He didn't want to be left alone again. He used his scythe as a walking stick, and once or twice banshee made jack punch himself for incompetence and fearfullness.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Mar 15, 2011 15:53:03 GMT
Azazel disliked this new chaos soldier. His ax squirmed beneath his hand and he smiled, "Today is your lucky day, for Khorne is showing mercy on you. But if you know whats good for you, you will come to our side and spill blood in his name." Azazel turned on his heels and followed Aeris.
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[Balkrest]
"Sir we have word of chaos making planet fall!" Thymin said rushing into the room and then spoke again, "Oh and Sir, Azazel is with them!"
Balkrest jumped from his chair and the maps he had been studying for hours. "THymin, round up the squads! We're going to exterminate these bastards once and for all!"
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Post by Esiphas on Mar 15, 2011 18:21:43 GMT
Nkarn stood, many of the soldiers turning to him. Nkarn was quite an inspiring fgure, if slighhty paranoid, and he was well known for his daemonhunting prowess. 'Men, today we march to battle. I'm not going to lie to you. Many of you will loose your lives. But you are doing your duty to the emperor! If you die today, you will have served him well, and you willbe rewarded! he will take your soul and he will protect it for eternity! But now, i ask you only one thing. 'If we have to give these bas***d's our lives, we give them hell before we do!'
meanwhilst, Jack was struggling to keep up he was tiring. 'Lady? may we take a break? i cant handle more walking. i have walked for years i cant take this anymore...'
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Mar 15, 2011 18:56:13 GMT
"Aeris...gifts from Khorne have arrived." Azazel said as a portal opened and two bikes rode out, one with a side car. Azazel grabbed the single and revved the engine, "Well lets go.." he said the same old smirk crossed his face.
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Post by Esiphas on Mar 15, 2011 19:53:47 GMT
Jack assumed the sidecar was for him and nevously stepped in, strapping himsefl in. 'Uhh... is this thing safe?'
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Post by Father Nurgle on Mar 15, 2011 21:05:00 GMT
"i suppose one of those isn't for me?" Flaron stared blatantly at the lacking number of bikes. "Have no fear, i can follow you with short range jumps through the warp, once we stop at our destination though I'll need some time to rest." Flaron stared at the bikes "Don't worry, i won't lose you guys, that thing haunting jack can be seen miles away." Lion began to focus on his body, letting it ebb and flow with the world around him. quickly he appeared behind one of the bikes. "i am prepared" Flaron readied himself for the energy expenditure...
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Post by Esiphas on Mar 15, 2011 22:09:44 GMT
Jack cringed as Flaron apperared behind him. 'Hes scaring me...' Banshee ook over, and Jack let out a wild grin. 'He's nothing to be afraid of. Just another tall guy.'
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