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Post by Esiphas on Mar 14, 2012 22:54:54 GMT
Pippin- or whatever it really was, Continued despatching cultists with cold efficiency. Draelan rearmed himslef and began a complex battledance with very little maneuvoring. It was teh Dance of teh Death Jester- only they and the Solitaires could preform it without loosing balance, as it was a rather precise and hard to master dance. He decapitated 3 soldiers with one move, disembowled a marine with another 3, and cut several weapons in half without much mroe effort- without stepping more than 3 feet.
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Post by Edzilla on Mar 14, 2012 23:13:36 GMT
As the shrieker opened fire the cultists were blown back out of the room. Aldorei took the opportunity to slam the iron door wrenching the lock into place. She quickly turned to the group, "ok listen, we have one chance for revenge now, Im going up to comms to make these men wish they never had ears. As soon as that goes you need to slaughter your way to the library, the soldiers will be writhing so it shouldn't be to hard. Mergul your bike is in the hangar. Go fetch it and destroy as much as you can on the way. Sarina I think its about time you enlightened with this book you have hopefully it will teach us how to get she who thirsts attention."
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Post by Yuno on Mar 15, 2012 3:20:26 GMT
Sarina’s chant ended abrubtly as the door slammed and the blood began to pool together strangely. It was glowing too. Glowing a bright pink color that slowly amassed and then spread out to cover the ground. A purple swirl ran through it as the glow grew stronger around them and Sarina shouted out over the roaring sound of the portal, “Look I already performed the rite…We have Slaanesh’s attention…we may get separated... whatever you all do don’t submit to the pleasures of the palace!”
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Post by hivetyrant103110 on Mar 15, 2012 3:50:43 GMT
Mergul was already on it. He began powering up his bike from here. The bike should be ready for when I reach it. He turned to the others,"So is that the only way out." as he pulled out his star lance. He turned toward what looked like the interior of the structure. He aimed the star lance right through a piece of metal. He pulled the trigger and began holding the beam. Determination filled his face. Once he had a piece about his size cut he began squirming through not even waiting for the explanation about the book. He wanted his bike and knew he could easily out maneuver these simple minded chaos freaks. When he reached the other side he began down a corridor. He thought to himself, "According to recent Eldar records a ship this size's hanger should be toward this way." He turned a corner seeing some cultist's. They quickly noticed him and began their run toward him. He threw his star lance over his shoulder and reached the sword. He did a easy side step decapitating the first one as he missed. The next cultist having enhanced senses struck faster nicking his left arm. He dropped back and struck before he could recover pushing him aside and running toward his hanger. "Must reach my bike" He entered the ramshackle hangar. His bike was hovering and many marines around it. He surveyed the situation looking at each of them in turn. He glanced back at the chaos cultist making his way down the path after him. He turned to his bike and the marines had noticed him. "No!" he thought as he saw the mutated limbs. He couldn't out run these marines and he couldn't fight them either. He saw some stacks of crates. He began running toward them. He heard the voices behind him," This time Huron won't be here to save you!" He reached the crates knowing the possessed were close behind. He fired his star lance into the central crates. Trying to slow them down. It did for a moment. That's all he needed. He called his bike. He had no where to run if they caught him now. Then the bike arrived just before the claws reached him. He jumped on top of his bike powering into the turbo away from the mess of tentacles and claws. He was free. He could now wreck havoc as the banshee had instructed. Then the swirling energies over took him in mid air and he vanished to the amazement of the still awe struck possessed.
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Post by Edzilla on Mar 15, 2012 8:18:16 GMT
"You know sometimes I wonder what's going on in your head." Aldorei said."Now it is likely that we will be separated, and our comms won't work, just remember do not rest, do not fight and certainly don't fall for any illusions." And with that she step through. Swirling energies coalesced round her as she flew at sub light speeds before blacking out.
In the middle of his sanctum Slaanesh smirked,"these eldar think that they can survive this palace without becoming my eternal slaves, they are gravely mistaken." And with that he knocked the bodies off."Mergul your barbarism has taken hold of you many a time which has earned you a place in the circle of pain if your sadism won't stop you may stay there forever, Sarina your obsession with the dance, especially when you attempt to impersonate myself had earned you a place in the circle of adoration. You may try and stay humble but when millions cheer for your performance you will become obsessed and then mine." He smiled evily."Draelan your self obsession which you often kept secret has earned you a spot in the circle in which you will meet your ideal self and feeling but a moment of pride and your soul is mine." Finally he /she focused on the banshee. "Aldorei since childhood your only focus was Unaviel, the craftworld meant nothing compared to him, and now you have journeyed all the way to my domain, ignoring those that love you. This is what has earned you a place in my sixth and most dangerous circle. You will find your ideal world, bliss will fill you at all moments but enjoy it and suffer the consequences. While your loyalty was admirable , thinking you could take what belongs to me was foolhardy and insane. So let's the trials of Slaanesh begin." Those that would ever rest in slaaneshs middle would here the delight of there master.
Ooc-nows your chanve to do some description. Flesh out these realms
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Post by Yuno on Mar 15, 2012 16:16:16 GMT
Sarina was still as the portal engulfed her lithe body. She was calm even as what felt like water was drowning her. It was like being born again as she felt a numb pain all over her body and suddenly she screamed as air and light attacked her naked body and she opened her eyes to see a perfect blue sky. She was floating on top of water. Her hand touched solid ground beneath her and she stood slowly recognizing the water as being a hot spring. It was a delicious feeling around her until she noticed several people walking towards her. “Miss Miss….we have been searching all over for you…your performance is in a matter of hours you must hurry.” Sarina looked at them coldly, “I am no fool. I am in the realm of Slaanesh. Where is the book I had with me.” She looked about as one of the women dressed like her held out the tome she had brought with her. She strode out of the water as a towel was wrapped around her shoulders only to be shrugged off by Sarina moments later, “Take your fluffy towels and Misses and leave me. I do not require you any longer.” The women burst into tears falling at her feet and pleading with her to take them back. She sighed, “Fine then…get me my clothes and weapons quickly now.” She moved forward glancing at the mansion above while paging through the book In her hands. She had to admit, this land was beautiful, and the air smelled wonderful, but she also knew that this was merely a test. Slaanesh would not have even her fragmented soul.
When she entered her home 20 more men rushed forward telling her of her beauty and making their desire to serve her in “every way” known. She glowered shoving these eldar males away, “You would not touch me before…why would you touch me now?” she soon found her chambers and stepped inside to find walls covered in pictures of her performing. Her clothes and weapons sat on the bed and she clutched the book to her chest in amazement. So many people cheering for her…. Pictures of her with some of the upper-most eldar class. It was all very wonderful. “Well played indeed Slaanesh. You know I take pride in my dance abilities. How super ironic that those abilities are usually used to portray you. I bet it really gets on your nerves that I’m here for another part of my soul. I will have it too. Tell me when you plan to move me along the path in the palace. I know this land is meant to make me feel good, to get lost in the adoration of others…it will not happen. I know that these people would detest me if they were real….”
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Post by Edzilla on Mar 15, 2012 16:43:23 GMT
Slaanesh watched as Sarina made her demands."Poor Sarina, trying to change her fate of eternal damnation, changing the will of the gods. How cute. How is it known that I have your soul. Perhaps your companions own it, maybe its under me in the form of a beautiful daemonette control,keeping him alive. But would you really betray them for it. I'm not tzeentch and generally not a schemer but I will give you one clue. If you want it back you will have to make great sacrifices or even impress me. Either way your not going to get it by sitting in your room like a adolescent." Slaanesh filled Sarinas ears with the sound.
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Post by Esiphas on Mar 15, 2012 19:24:43 GMT
Draelan heard the voice and shut his eyes. ''I will not listen to you Slaanesh. Your very words are poison. I cannot look at what you offer. My own god commands it.'' He felt the circle form around him. Pride. His greatest sin. Pride. He kept his eyes clsoed. ''Draelan.'' He remained, eyes shut. ''Draelan! Open your eyes.'' Draelan knew the voice. ''I will not.'' he replied. The voice replied back: ''Don't you want to see yourself? I am you after all. This is where you could be in the future. Now open your eyes and Look. I assure you, It is Beautiful. She is beautiful.'' Draelans very heart Leapt. Did he mean... Sarina? Could it have been her? ''No. I cannot Look. Lord Cegorach commands it. He comes before all.'' The Dark, Perfect Draelan sneered. ''Open your eyes Draelan! Look at Me! Look at you!'' Draelan kept his eyes Shut. ''Draelan....'' Said another voice. The real Draelan almost gasped. ''I knwo your voice... Sarina!... No, this can't be you. I am in the realm of Slaanesh. If Ilook now, I will See a Filthy Daemonette with her face as a mask. I cannot look. I will not look. No matter how much it would please me if what i think i will see is out there. The Laughing god comes first. My Desires and Pride- They will come second, as always.''
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Post by hivetyrant103110 on Mar 15, 2012 22:31:30 GMT
Mergul felt like he was falling. When he finally landed it felt like he had entered another man's body. He slowly opened his eyes afraid of what Slannesh would have in store for him. He then saw what must be done. He had a large, steel tipped lash in his right hand. He looked around. He was surrounded by his peers and his mentors the very people that taught him of the jet bike way of life. He looked down. A large pillar with a horizontal bar hanging off of it. Ropes were tied to it. His eyes followed the ropes right down to a guardsmen. Not just any guardsman but the same guardsman that had killed his best friend on that faithful raid not to long ago. Mergul had a overwhelming feeling to make the guardsmen feel the same pain he had felt the moment the laser connected with his friend.
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Post by Edzilla on Mar 15, 2012 22:38:23 GMT
"you amuse me jester, you think Cegorach is honourable. You think he has no pride, no desires. He left the eldar when they were most i need, he left his consort when she was most in need. He is selfish and cares little about you or the harlequins. Besides corruption has been spreading in you since the trials you under took. Corruption is in your companions blood, since the fateful time on Cytheria. Give in, your place is here and you already know what you want, simply refusing to look wont do you any good." Slaaneshs voice was alomst enough to make his eyes open, such was his power.
Aldorei awoke, her weapons gone, her armour gone, she wore what was once known as a dress without shoes. She stood in a forest of beautiful greens and reds. The sun began to set. about 50m away from her stood the figure of Unaviel, she was transported. A flock of leaves crossing her vision, she was on a hill playing the violin, beautiful sound sang throughout the forest, Unaviel was by her side. This was what she had always wanted and she never wished to leave. Bliss rushed through her veins and her body began to fall, the perfect world gently caressing all.
ooc - can someone volunteer to speak to aldorei in Slaaneshes voice, Im not a fan of prolonged dialogues with myself
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Post by Yuno on Mar 16, 2012 3:21:24 GMT
Ooc (I would be delighted!)
Unaivel leaned over her smiling as she played and his lips met her hair a rush of warmth flowing from the spot his lips had met, “You are so beautiful and we are finally together. As it should always have been. I have always loved you. “ he stood taking her hands from the instrument and gently putting it on the ground as he took her hands pulling her to her feet the sun falling against his handsome face as he smiled in a gently seductive way, “You are like the sun is on these fields to me…you are the music that eternally dances through my heart and makes my soul bloom in love and joy.” Then rather suddenly he appeared serious although a smile still graced his face, “But I sense you are not mine completely..and it makes a part of me feel barren. I beg you either accept your place as mine fully or push me down this hill and break my neck and heart at the same time for I love you so.” His hand moved to gently caress her cheek.
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Sarina was quiet suddenly. And then she spoke simply, “All my life I have been stuck between your world and the Laughing Lords. My body serves him, but my soul is yours…” she paused sitting on the bed in full harlequin uniform, “All my life I am forced to play you, and those around me do not even respect me for what I do that they cannot. Unaivel..he almost did..I could see it in his eyes that he thought more of me than just a damned clown….” She looked at her feet, “But he was taken…at the moment my sliver of soul returned…. And then Draelan..he does not even look at me like I changed his life…he cares not. I liked him..even had a crush on his arrogant face..but he cares not. As for the Banshee..she is strong..I respect that..but she is weak with love for Unaivel..Why should I care for those who do not care for me. If I had cared to see their lives work out I would have properly cast the spell..and not scattered them across the palace…” She was quiet for a moment as she stood the black goo seeping up around her to swallow her again and take her to a different part of the palace. “They see me as a freak…well then I am. But I will regain my soul…and when I do I will choose my path in life. Not just let my body and spirit be divided between two Gods.” She grinned, “ All due respect Slaanesh. I have a proposition…a game of cards.”
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Post by Esiphas on Mar 16, 2012 7:25:37 GMT
Drealan clecnhed his fists, screwing up his face so he would not look. ''Whether or not I belive you is of no consequence. I am not going to look. I will sit here forever if necessary.'' Dark-Sarina stroked his face. ''You don't want to keep a girl waiting, do you? Come on...'' She pushed him, trying to make him lay on his back, but Draelan remained still. She tried again. Thsi time, Draelan took her arm. ''Oh? Hav you decided to look at little old me?'' She said. Draelan replied ''No.'' n Then with a sickening crunch, Drealan twisted her arm round, breakng it, the pulling it off. The Daemonette screeched in pain, and Draelans eyes flickered open. He could ee what she truly was, and kicking it to the floor, he curbstomped its face and shattered its skull over the ground of a... house?
He shut his eyes again, sitting down next to the remains of the daemonette, which faded away quickly to rejoin its master. ''I belive I ahve made my point.''
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Post by Edzilla on Mar 16, 2012 8:08:05 GMT
"Mergul now is your chance to see if you can pull yourself from your beserking sadism, I give you power. All those you have ever hated, and they will come on and on. Change or spend your life and maniac."
"Sarina where do you think we are. If you wanted to play stupid games you should have visited tzeentch. I'm sure he would have accommodated you, then again he doesn't own you," Slaanesh cackled."No in my palace we have no place for such games. If you want your soul back then I do have a proposition, and since I'm the one. With the palace you had better listen. Now have you ever heard of the masque?"
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Aldorei blinked everything was slow. It had felt like days now days of standing here. The violin had stopped but the music still played. The world moved again. It used to be called Paris, it was so beautiful the sights,smells and sounds. The ground was a pleasure to walk on. It moved again. Meadows stretched in every direction, the violin still played, so many colours, so many scents. "Unaviel, please we can stay here forever, I could never kill you, What must we do to become whole again?"
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Post by hivetyrant103110 on Mar 16, 2012 13:22:59 GMT
Mergul heard the voices echo in his head just like a far off dream remembered. He talked aloud,"Very tricky Slannesh." He looked around. His kin were trying to make him do it. He grinned. And pulled back the lash in what looked like a man about to swing. He delivered the lash with a ferocity that was hard to match. Not at the Guardsman but to those standing about him. He saw as the lash connected that the forms began shaping, taking something all together different. They were morphing into Deamonnetts. He kept swinging the lash. Eager somewhat to destroy the deamons. Then he thought to himself.........Isn't this what she wanted.
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Post by Yuno on Mar 16, 2012 16:05:32 GMT
Sarina grinned at the game she had just successfully played, “I have not…do tell me your proposition.” Suddenly she felt a pain in the side of her head…It was coming from Aldorei…she had not meant to cast the connection spell mentioned in her book by the one man who had survived the palace but that had not totally worked out. She gripped her head in pain…Aldorei was failing whatever chamber of the palace she had fallen into. Sarina told herself she could do nothing…and that she didn’t care. She felt like her temple was going to explode.
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Unaivel smiled with delight hugging her close and kissing her, “My heart swells at your answer. Please kneel and look at only my eyes. Then confess your love for me…promise your loyalty to me forever.”He kissed her again his hand sliding up to her hair to ruffle it.
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Sarina growled in pain as she sat on what was now a field of grass. She looked up to see Draelan and Unaivel walking towards her. She was waiting for Slaanesh’s offer as she sat flipping through her book. Then she sighed, “I don’t have to let them fail do I? they could go home.” She pulled out her coin flipping it high, “Heads I save her…Tails…she is his.” The coin landed on her palm heads up. She sighed…this would require some blood. She looked up at Draelan and Unaivel as they came to a stop before her grinning with lust. They didn’t get the chance to offer her pleasures her blade swung outwards as she removed Draelans head and flipped landing on Unaivel’s shoulders and using her Kiss on him to finish the sacrifice. All the while she was muttering a phrase. It was then that a portal like a mirror appeared and she looked through it to see Unaivel kissing Aldorei. She had one sentence and she shouted it, “Aldorei, remember the mission and where we are!”
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