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Post by mina on Jun 16, 2011 5:41:24 GMT
Cassie's gaze flicks up to Tergeo and she smiles, "Oh you mean besides losing my virginity, getting beaten within an inch of my life, dealing with Khorne Berserkers, and a very Large angry Ork." her eyes twinkle as she moves to wash her hair out in the water. She speaks as her hands glide through her thick well maintained hair, "Im doing good all things considered." she grins at him but a sudden feeling of exposure hits her. She looks down at herself and realizes how on display she is. Suddenly a dark feeling of panic sets in over her as she wrings her hair out. She turns looking at her wrecked clothing which still needs washing and she makes a panicked decision taking Tergeo's shirt and pulling it over her head and nearly sighing in relief as it covers her a bit more than before. She doesn't even realize her panic until it is over and she is standing in the middle of the oasis her hands on her shoulders a stricken look on her face as she returns to the beach to collect her clothes. As she moves she glances down at her drawing and smiles using her foot to erase his mouth and redraw it to a more perfected line. She turns holding her clothing and smiling at him, "What do you think? Since you stepped on my last one."
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Post by Father Nurgle on Jun 16, 2011 6:15:27 GMT
Tergeo stood blankly, his dirty shirt still on Cassie covering her upper body. His arms stopped scrubbing as Cassie stood over him with her dirty clothes. A look of compliance rolled over Tergeo's eyes; "Fine... but I'll need my shirt back in order to get it cleaned." Tergeo winked as coolly as he could. In the back of his mind Tergeo could feel himself bursting with confidence. Like a mushroom rising in the dead past. Tergeo felt like he could do whatever he wanted, it was great.
Below his chest in the water, Tergeo went to return to cleaning. His mind wracking of things to talk about with his dream girl. "Imperial one cent coin for your thoughts?" He asked curiously looking down at his pants. Suddenly he saw a terrible thing happening. His perfectly white pants! They were being turned pitch black; Slowly the white dyes in the pants were turning black as the night around them. Tergeo let a small gasp leave his lips, it was ruined!Tergeo looked around his again, His white overcoat was still white as new paper. His other cloth material clothing though had all dissolved to pure black. Tergeo looked puzzled while he listened to Cassie talk. After a few seconds of hidden panic, Tergeo grew calm. He only had a wardrobe color change... nothing terrible. The water must have done something with the dyes. Tergeo's focus returned to Cassie's talking. He displayed interest as he talked and threw his now apparently black and clean clothes on the rock beach. Tergeo Folded his arms in an overlord like fashion to look his confidence as he listened...
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Post by Esiphas on Jun 16, 2011 6:39:39 GMT
Serene Finished Bathing, Revelling in the bliss of the water. ''So what do we do? I'm tired of all this fighting. I just want to loose myself in the bliss and pleasure.''
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Post by mina on Jun 16, 2011 16:55:19 GMT
Cassie looks rather uncomfortable suddenly as she begins to clean her clothing using a rock and her hand. She considers lying, she knows she could easily pull it off but somehow that would make her feel more disgusted with herself, "I was thinking suddenly that I looked as bad as when I actually was like... a..a dancing girl.."she manages to get the words out, "And I didn't like it suddenly, looking like an object of nothing but lust."Then his clothing begins to turn black and she stares at it with astonishment realizing she is wearing one of the last articles of white clothing he currently has available and smiling suddenly until she glances down at her own clothing and grimaces "Dammit I liked purple..." she says as the dye from Tergeo's clothing creeps upon it bleaching it pure white. *White.. pure.. clean... revealing....* she thinks panicking *I am none of that* the daemon within cackles at her dismay as she breathes in calming and throwing her clothing out on the rocks to dry. She turns back to Tergeo smiling at him folding her arms."I'm guessing you want your shirt back?"
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jun 16, 2011 17:19:17 GMT
Chris sits on the sand staring into the sky, his physical form exausted but his mind filling with questions. Why can't I remember the past few hours, why can I suddenly use these new powers with such ease, he thinks lifting a clump of sand into the air before incinerating it, even the glass melting this time, as his irritation grows with the temperature. The biggest question, what is it khorne wants...
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Post by Father Nurgle on Jun 18, 2011 18:02:28 GMT
"well, ill need it to make my suit whole again. Now that they are new colors it'll work as an over shirt..." Tergeo said looking at his clothes drying on the rock. his overcoat remained pure white; but his white pants and white suit over shirt had been changed to pitched black. All in all his clothes were all dark as night black aside from his trench coat. This didn't truly bother Tergeo now for the colors still worked, and things were alright anyways.
Now that Tergeo was all clean and his clothes were all set up to dry, Tergeo went out of the nice clean pool and sat down upon the flat rock that lined the pond. He found his field dinner kit and began heating up the water activated heat packet. After a few minutes it would be done and quite delicious. Tergeo reclined back on the smooth rock and his eyes would dart to Cassie then to the stars of night. Slowly his eyes began to drift and relaxation kicked in. His eyes finally set to Cassie one last time. Then they closed one last time and everything when dark.
Within his mind things were at peace. Being clean and relaxed in a war zone planet was rare. The canvas that was Tergeo's mind was pure white. Only the image of Cassie at the pond was evident. Slowly her eyes came level with his and for a moment their eyes locked. Cassie's eyes told of a past that is buried far beneath; Tergeo felt guilt such a beautiful gem was abused so. When Tergeo was about to go to Cassie in his dream and embrace her when Her body exploded in a boom of flies. Thousands of them startled Tergeo in his sleep and without so much as a flinch the white around him turned to fungus and rot. Rats crawled around Tergeo and the flies once more nested around him and in his skin. Tergeo decided not to fear these flies. Never will they harm him. They only help; Tergeo understood this and a pounding screech filled his ears. slowly the horrific noise was unintelligible, but a few seconds later words began to form. They granted power... they granted immorality; and most of all they promised Cassie, and the death of Crell. Tergeo accepted the power and felt himself grow more powerful in his dream. Flies flew fluidly around Tergeo and would go where he thought. Would this happen in real life? He thought as the number of flies were endless.
Suddenly Tergeo flinched heavily and was awoke from his slumber. His food was well done and the others had moved on to other activities. Tergeo sat up a little. A single fly flew from his hand when he unclenched his fist. With that many questions filled his mind. These were dispatched as the sun rose over the horizon and colored the beautiful lush greenery.
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Post by mina on Jun 18, 2011 22:01:06 GMT
Cassie smiled at him peeling off the shirt and tossing it to dry as she slowly made her way out of the pool her long hair fluttering in the wind as she moved slowly ashore eventually cooking something from a survival pack and forcing it down totally disgusted by the taste. She lay out on the rocks snoozing apparently not worried about attack in her underwear. Her dream is strange indeed, her old boss at the dancing joint appears smiling at her, "My beautiful one... you will be so useful. The lords have made offers for you... such a prize I know not who to sell you to." he grins at her as she stutters at him, "I am not an object." he turns silencing her with a glance, "Yes, you are, you have and always shall be a pretty jewl of mine to use. " she nods dumbly in her dream at him. "You dance and please those with the line and shape of your curves." he smiles, a fat ugly man that no female would ever desire a touch from, "Dance. You will for whichever pays the highest price, right now the lord of rot street has you all payed for, the others though, they are back in the bidding." he chuckles as the dream ends with her dancing. Within reality she turns stirrs as the sun comes over the lush landscape of not only the hills but her curvaceous body. As Tergeo stares at her he notices a fly land on her cheek buzzing there for several moments and then fluttering off to him as she opens her eyes and smiles at him, "Hey. So can we get in and out today?"
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jun 20, 2011 5:38:49 GMT
Before Tergeo can respond a large explosion goes off, sending sand an glass flying everywhere. When the others see what was wrong they find Chris, covered in burns, making large flaming lances, hurling them at sand dunes. Yet something was off, his right hand was engulfed in a green flame, while the lances were a twisting pink and blue, screaming like a daemon while flying towards another target.
To the others he was attacking nothing, but in his mind he was standing atop a massive tower of shimmering silver, hurling bolts of baleful energy down at a massive warhost of Khornate daemons, each bolt destroying groups of them, only for there spots to be filled again by even more, a writhing horde of blood, and chants of murder. Then a single figure rose above the others, the shape of a Bloodthirster. And a single word escaped his mouth, in reality and his mind, Scarbrand...
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Jun 20, 2011 16:07:45 GMT
Drakka and Crell both awaken simultaneously as Chris begins to attack but neither move to stop it they just lay there unaware of the attention it could attract.
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Post by Father Nurgle on Jun 22, 2011 5:10:24 GMT
Tergeo's eyes flutter in confusion as the fire show before them crystallizes the sand before the oasis. After a few seconds Crell and Draka awaken and draw their weapons. Cassie's gaze is drawn to the sudden release of power. Power slowly emanated from Chris, the air around him fluttered in the heat. Then slowly reality began to waver. With a gruesome ripping sound the air and fire around Chris began to tear as the warp invaded real-space. Tergeo's eyes open in terror as the appearing warp rift was threatening to take in Chris. "Move!" Tergeo lifted his arm up at Chris and suddenly thousands of flies flew forth from his bare arm, in a pillar of mass. The flies flew forth in a straight line and butted Chris out from the rift holes, they slowly closed in and Chris barely made it out. The flies dispersed and Flew back into Tergeo, absorbing into his skin. As Tergeo had a sudden realization of Power, the rift spat forth horrible chaos spawns. These spawns dribbled clumsily from the large rift in reality, limping, hopping, and slithering towards the group. There were 3 in all, sizing to be about the size of 2 space marines. The first had many hundred tentacles writhing in apparent rage as it slithered to Crell and Drakka. The 2nd was a spiked creature with long sharp spikes protruding across the length of its arm, spine and legs. It had a long stabbing proboscis and eyes that pierce thoughts.This creature hobbled to Cassie. The last one was a hulking hunk of muscle that lumbered over the downed form of Chris. Tergeo couldn't see any more. The last figure to come forth from the warp rift was a Space marine. This marine held a chain ring that extended to the necks of the spawns like leashes. In the other hand was a long and pure white power sword. The marine clipped the chain link to his belt and gripped the blade. Evil energies extended the chains and shrunk them as the spawns moved. Tergeo Had little time to react, This marine was moving toward Tergeo. With a quick dive Tergeo landed before his powerfist. The cast was open for the arm to be put in. Without hesitation Tergeo slammed in his right arm into the socket of an arm and the spring mechanism shut the fist. Within the second the noise of an energy field signaled the powerfist powering up. Soon another power field was heard. With a pivot Tergeo turned to the attack of this beast master, His powerfist was lifted across Tergeo's forehead but was only inches from touching skin. With a clang the powersword clashed into the armor of the powerfist. Tergeo realized this sudden ambush could cost them... (I'll write my combat as soon as you people write out yours.  ) |
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jun 22, 2011 5:55:07 GMT
The sudden "raid" woke Chris from his trance, the ground were he had been standing was crystalised as the sand was heated. Gazing at one of the spawns he readied for the oncoming attack. First it would swing its large, fleshy talon at his throat. Flipping back and curling into a roll, the spawn tore werehis throat would have been moments before. Raising out his right hand fire started to curl around it, spitting and screaming until the large scythe had formed from the flaming mass, its wicked handel one of a spine, the black blade protuding from a mouth of a deamons skull. The spawn continued its blind rampage towards Chris, its oonly intent in life to maim and devour. The next swing would be from the large stinger, that of a scorpion, heading towards my chest. Side stepping Chris brought his scythe up, carving the tail into several pieces, before igniting the pieces into flame. The spawn shrieked in agony as it slowly burnt to a crisp, the hulking form, now charred and black, like that of an old steak.
Chris turns around to walk away as the spawn tries to rise, causing Chris to glance back. "Stay dead DAMNIT!" he growls, as several large flaming spears impale the corpse before exploding into a shower of burnt gore and ash.
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Post by Esiphas on Jun 22, 2011 13:26:47 GMT
Serene sighs. They had started fighting again. Unnoticed by the Others she slips away, the opposie direction fro everyone else. She leaves everything behind- Litereally, al her weapons and clothing. She disapeas into the desert, and the winds cover her tracks.
Some passerbys tell storys of how they say pink lightning, a single bolt, flashing, engulfing a naked woman with glowing eyes. However, none were belived, as all the men were either drunken or mad in the places they told thier stories, sometimesboth. But thier storys were true, and Serene had dissapeared fro a long time, joining the ranks of her dark masters army.
(Thats me out)
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Jun 25, 2011 21:34:55 GMT
Drakka stood in a very uneasy way, his brother had become a daemon, Serena had vanished, and his entire team was jepordized. He opened his gauntlet and punched in a long code as he saw what looked like a giant mass of death slip over the hill. "Good bye..." he muttered as he was ported off planet, MIA.
Crell watched the mass moving towards them his mind screamed for blood as he no longer sensed his brother. "No...no...NO!!!" He yelled as he began to transform again this time reaching full daemonhood and going on a rampage.
A single man led the mass of goo down the hill. The spawn seemed to be under his control, further inspection of the marine would show he too was dripping with the ooze. "Join me, I shall grant you ever lasting power." The voice rang out.
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Post by mina on Jun 27, 2011 3:17:27 GMT
As the creature hulks towards Cassie she scrambles to her feet now fully awake as she looks around for her weapons. She is lucky to reach her daggers and draw them as the creature reaches the oasis it's spiked legs scratch the sand drawing done by Cassie's hands destroying something she was proud of, the perfection of the face shatters as it nears her and she looks up in anger. Her eyes cloud turning pink.
The daemon within cackles. This beast is not of Slaanesh, it is of Khorne. Clearly the blood god has made a decision on his desire for Cassie. She turns her delicate but dexterous feet thrusting her off the ground as she leaps up on the rocks turning to face the hulking monster as it comes forward for her. Her feet dance forward with all the grace of her being as she meets the creature head on thrusting out with her dagger only to find that the creature has dodged. It saw the thought in her mind.
She can hear him now, the fat man who first took her in *No! No! That won't do. You look fake and robotic... the men don't want to see that. They want passion, they want a looseness, a freedom. Let it come from your soul be Spontaneous!* she ducked away from the creatures movement. "Spontaeneous." she mutered as she felt the music. Crunch! the creatures claw hit the sand where she had stood. Boom! the other creatures stepped. The her body moved involuntarily as she sliced outwards her wrist twisting as it cut into the daemons arm. Then she ducked her knees meeting the wet sand as she leapt twisting mid air as she brought her blade down slicing the creature's back open.
Then she grinned and the creatures spiked fist met her stomach slicing into her abdomen and throwing her back into the water as it's chain stretched to the limit and it stumbled hitting the rock face.
Cassie hit the water hard, her form smacking into it hard as she suck under it. *Your promised no touching!* she remembers shouting at him when one of the customers got to friendly with her chest. *When one of them touches you... touch him back harder, make him pay* that had been some of the best advice ever. She surfaced as the beast worked to get to it's feet. She strode forward her stomach bleeding onto her panties and running down her leg. She lunged at the beast intent on killing it as her feet met it's torso barely avoiding the spikes as she plunged her blade into it's chest.
The daemon had to reward this action, she had to come to enjoy murder or she would be useless. Pleasure rushed over her system as she groaned in pain intent on getting the feeling again she plunged her other blade into it's stomach dragging it down to reveal it's stomach. The daemon grinned pouring out the rewards as she hacked into the creature ignoring it's blows to her. The creature finally manages to knock her back into the water again and this time it doesn't seem like she will pull herself out. As the creature slowly moves towards it's master organs fall out as it collapses on top of the ruined drawing gargling it's last few breathes as Cassie's unconcious form bobs within the water, the perfect bait.
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jun 27, 2011 5:55:31 GMT
"Crell! DAMNIT CRELL!!!" Chris yells, rolling under a swing from one of Crells clawed hands. The swing was avoided but thee sheer momentum sent a gust strong enough to make Chris cringe.
Smashing into a sand dune a few meters away Chris analized the scene before him. Tergo was engaged in a battle with the Beast Lord, powerfists colliding with blinding flashes, Crell had gone berserk, and was currently pouncing towards him, and the who...Cassie was incapasitated. Well the temptress is going to drown, or get killed if she can't help herself, Tergo is fine, and well...Crell's not really home right now. Well the girl it is...
Crell is literally above Chris when he swings a claw down towards Chris, intent on crushing the prick once and for all. Unknowingly Chris used this momentum to spiral through the air towards the Oasis, calculating his mass, to the velocity, and angle Chris calculates...this is going to hurt...a lot.
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