Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
"Fall back with us Brother! That is a direct order!" Tidus says, cutting a Xeno is half.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
"Fall back with us Brother! That is a direct order!" Tidus says, cutting a Xeno is half.
He shouts a battle cry, before ripping a Xeno in half "DIE XENO SCUM!" He then begins to follow after Tidus, his armor almost completely red despite being painted green.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
"Fall back with us Brother! That is a direct order!" Tidus says, cutting a Xeno is half.
He shouts a battle cry, before ripping a Xeno in half "DIE XENO SCUM!" He then begins to follow after Tidus, his armor almost completely red despite being painted green.
Once on the ramparts Tidus orders the soldiers to line up like a firing squad, raining fire upon their enemies.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
"Fall back with us Brother! That is a direct order!" Tidus says, cutting a Xeno is half.
He shouts a battle cry, before ripping a Xeno in half "DIE XENO SCUM!" He then begins to follow after Tidus, his armor almost completely red despite being painted green.
Once on the ramparts Tidus orders the soldiers to line up like a firing squad, raining fire upon their enemies.
The brother grabs a Heavy Bolter, starting to take shots at the Xenos from behind the ramparts.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
"Fall back with us Brother! That is a direct order!" Tidus says, cutting a Xeno is half.
He shouts a battle cry, before ripping a Xeno in half "DIE XENO SCUM!" He then begins to follow after Tidus, his armor almost completely red despite being painted green.
Once on the ramparts Tidus orders the soldiers to line up like a firing squad, raining fire upon their enemies.
The brother grabs a Heavy Bolter, starting to take shots at the Xenos from behind the ramparts.
"What is your name Brother?" Tidus says through his vox, firing at the other swarm of Xenos attacking behind them.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
"Fall back with us Brother! That is a direct order!" Tidus says, cutting a Xeno is half.
He shouts a battle cry, before ripping a Xeno in half "DIE XENO SCUM!" He then begins to follow after Tidus, his armor almost completely red despite being painted green.
Once on the ramparts Tidus orders the soldiers to line up like a firing squad, raining fire upon their enemies.
The brother grabs a Heavy Bolter, starting to take shots at the Xenos from behind the ramparts.
"What is your name Brother?" Tidus says through his vox, firing at the other swarm of Xenos attacking behind them.
"My name is Extus, Brother." He says, blasting the Xenos to bits "I was recently dispatched to this planet to assist in the purge."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
"Fall back with us Brother! That is a direct order!" Tidus says, cutting a Xeno is half.
He shouts a battle cry, before ripping a Xeno in half "DIE XENO SCUM!" He then begins to follow after Tidus, his armor almost completely red despite being painted green.
Once on the ramparts Tidus orders the soldiers to line up like a firing squad, raining fire upon their enemies.
The brother grabs a Heavy Bolter, starting to take shots at the Xenos from behind the ramparts.
"What is your name Brother?" Tidus says through his vox, firing at the other swarm of Xenos attacking behind them.
"My name is Extus, Brother." He says, blasting the Xenos to bits "I was recently dispatched to this planet to assist in the purge."
"Good. I am Sargent Tidus. Most of my Battle Brothers were slain in the first few waves..."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
"Fall back with us Brother! That is a direct order!" Tidus says, cutting a Xeno is half.
He shouts a battle cry, before ripping a Xeno in half "DIE XENO SCUM!" He then begins to follow after Tidus, his armor almost completely red despite being painted green.
Once on the ramparts Tidus orders the soldiers to line up like a firing squad, raining fire upon their enemies.
The brother grabs a Heavy Bolter, starting to take shots at the Xenos from behind the ramparts.
"What is your name Brother?" Tidus says through his vox, firing at the other swarm of Xenos attacking behind them.
"My name is Extus, Brother." He says, blasting the Xenos to bits "I was recently dispatched to this planet to assist in the purge."
"Good. I am Sargent Tidus. Most of my Battle Brothers were slain in the first few waves..."
He lowers his head in respect to the fallen warrior's "I am proud to fight along side you Sargent Tidus. I hear an Omega Class Titan will be brought in a few more days to complete the purging."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
"Fall back with us Brother! That is a direct order!" Tidus says, cutting a Xeno is half.
He shouts a battle cry, before ripping a Xeno in half "DIE XENO SCUM!" He then begins to follow after Tidus, his armor almost completely red despite being painted green.
Once on the ramparts Tidus orders the soldiers to line up like a firing squad, raining fire upon their enemies.
The brother grabs a Heavy Bolter, starting to take shots at the Xenos from behind the ramparts.
"What is your name Brother?" Tidus says through his vox, firing at the other swarm of Xenos attacking behind them.
"My name is Extus, Brother." He says, blasting the Xenos to bits "I was recently dispatched to this planet to assist in the purge."
"Good. I am Sargent Tidus. Most of my Battle Brothers were slain in the first few waves..."
He lowers his head in respect to the fallen warrior's "I am proud to fight along side you Sargent Tidus. I hear an Omega Class Titan will be brought in a few more days to complete the purging."
“Pray to the emperor is arrives in time brother.”
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"The Emperor shall not fail us brother. The Tyranid scum shall have to endure our wrath until it arrives." He continues to blast them, not letting any get close to the soldiers.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"The Emperor shall not fail us brother. The Tyranid scum shall have to endure our wrath until it arrives." He continues to blast them, not letting any get close to the soldiers.
The two marines are trying to hold them back to the best of their abilities
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"The Emperor shall not fail us brother. The Tyranid scum shall have to endure our wrath until it arrives." He continues to blast them, not letting any get close to the soldiers.
The two marines are trying to hold them back to the best of their abilities
*GTG*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Mercius sighs with relief, blasting more nids with his Infernus-pattern heavy bolter. "I'm soon to run out of ammo. When I do, you'll need to step aside and let the heavy flamer do it's dirty work." He shouts to Tidus and Extus.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Plague. Pestilence. Starvation. Parasites. Disease. Poison. Death. These have afflicted humanity since the beginning. They think they have mastered them. But they have not. Lurking in the shadows Afflictions seven times seventy
Grandfather Nurgle brings us joy. True power. And true achievement.
A imperial fist space marine marches with steady, dead, thudding feet. His armor discolored and covered in affliction and pestilence, his face is a nightmare of misshapen flesh and two hollow eyes glinting from under sunken eye sockets. Bullets and claws ring off of him and tear into his flesh but none cause him pain. He is Nurgle’s champion. He is the one once called Xarius, he is Bubonicus. He is death incarnate.
He suddenly starts tearing apart gaunts with his hands. He trudges toward a screamer killer. He can be seen ripping it apart, disemboweling it. Now. Now is the moment of his apotheosis. He swells to unnatural size, bursting and rupturing his armor. Flesh squelches and bones snap, but he is silent. Grandfather has blessed him. He is now unspeakable horror. He is a daemon prince. He is Bubonicus. Xarius is no more. Once an angel of death, blind follower of the corpse emperor, now an angel of plague, on his own path.
Plague. Pestilence. Starvation. Parasites. Disease. Poison. Death. These have afflicted humanity since the beginning. They think they have mastered them. But they have not. Lurking in the shadows Afflictions seven times seventy
Grandfather Nurgle brings us joy. True power. And true achievement.
A imperial fist space marine marches with steady, dead, thudding feet. His armor discolored and covered in affliction and pestilence, his face is a nightmare of misshapen flesh and two hollow eyes glinting from under sunken eye sockets. Bullets and claws ring off of him and tear into his flesh but none cause him pain. He is Nurgle’s champion. He is the one once called Xarius, he is Bubonicus. He is death incarnate.
He suddenly starts tearing apart gaunts with his hands. He trudges toward a screamer killer. He can be seen ripping it apart, disemboweling it. Now. Now is the moment of his apotheosis. He swells to unnatural size, bursting and rupturing his armor. Flesh squelches and bones snap, but he is silent. Grandfather has blessed him. He is now unspeakable horror. He is a daemon prince. He is Bubonicus. Xarius is no more. Once an angel of death, blind follower of the corpse emperor, now an angel of plague, on his own path.
(wait I didn’t ask. Can I be renegade)
*yup*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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*gotta go*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
War. Bloody violence. The things Space Marines fight against bleed and die as much as they do. Some are lost in the thrill of combat, lost to the blood and gore and death. Some so much they become heretics, worshiping creatures beyond the warp. Some hear a chaos god speak to them, some hear many. They can swear to follow these chaos gods in exchange for their blessings, for those who seek blood and skulls Khorne calls their name. Because one is corrupted by the chaos gods does not make them evil though by any means, most are but some stick to their faith in the Emperor. One of these is helping in the fight against the Tyranids, taking skulls and spilling with glee and zealous faith.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Sergeant Tidus watches this marine with slight frustration as he crushes a Xeno underfoot, blasting another through the skull. "Brother! Fall back to the fortifications at once!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He grabs the neck of a Tyranid and slams it against his helmet, splattering it's brains and blood across it "Brother! You fall back! I will cover your escape!" I fire his vengeance launcher into the mouth of another Tyranid, exploding it's head.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Fall back with us Brother! That is a direct order!" Tidus says, cutting a Xeno is half.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He shouts a battle cry, before ripping a Xeno in half "DIE XENO SCUM!" He then begins to follow after Tidus, his armor almost completely red despite being painted green.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Once on the ramparts Tidus orders the soldiers to line up like a firing squad, raining fire upon their enemies.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The brother grabs a Heavy Bolter, starting to take shots at the Xenos from behind the ramparts.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"What is your name Brother?" Tidus says through his vox, firing at the other swarm of Xenos attacking behind them.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"My name is Extus, Brother." He says, blasting the Xenos to bits "I was recently dispatched to this planet to assist in the purge."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Good. I am Sargent Tidus. Most of my Battle Brothers were slain in the first few waves..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He lowers his head in respect to the fallen warrior's "I am proud to fight along side you Sargent Tidus. I hear an Omega Class Titan will be brought in a few more days to complete the purging."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Pray to the emperor is arrives in time brother.”
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"The Emperor shall not fail us brother. The Tyranid scum shall have to endure our wrath until it arrives." He continues to blast them, not letting any get close to the soldiers.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The two marines are trying to hold them back to the best of their abilities
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*GTG*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Mercius sighs with relief, blasting more nids with his Infernus-pattern heavy bolter. "I'm soon to run out of ammo. When I do, you'll need to step aside and let the heavy flamer do it's dirty work." He shouts to Tidus and Extus.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
FOR THE IMPERIUMMMMM
Plague. Pestilence. Starvation. Parasites. Disease. Poison. Death.
These have afflicted humanity since the beginning. They think they have mastered them.
But they have not. Lurking in the shadows Afflictions seven times seventy
Grandfather Nurgle brings us joy. True power. And true achievement.
A imperial fist space marine marches with steady, dead, thudding feet. His armor discolored and covered in affliction and pestilence, his face is a nightmare of misshapen flesh and two hollow eyes glinting from under sunken eye sockets. Bullets and claws ring off of him and tear into his flesh but none cause him pain. He is Nurgle’s champion. He is the one once called Xarius, he is Bubonicus. He is death incarnate.
He suddenly starts tearing apart gaunts with his hands. He trudges toward a screamer killer. He can be seen ripping it apart, disemboweling it. Now. Now is the moment of his apotheosis. He swells to unnatural size, bursting and rupturing his armor. Flesh squelches and bones snap, but he is silent. Grandfather has blessed him. He is now unspeakable horror. He is a daemon prince. He is Bubonicus. Xarius is no more. Once an angel of death, blind follower of the corpse emperor, now an angel of plague, on his own path.
(wait I didn’t ask. Can I be renegade)
*Anybody?*
*yup*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.