Awww its a Dog!
Smol & happy
just for fun
Pokemon Squishy - Zygarde
Spicy (like my memes)
경이
Plz don't flop lol
life may go to fast..
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seiease
23.08.2018 01:28
Link2fast4u
seiease
23.08.2018 01:28
LinkAnd nice?
MorganTheCat[OP]
23.08.2018 01:38
Linkack! thank you :3
While Jax, Amy, and Rose were preparing their arcane potions in their laboratory for shipment, an ominous and vengeful presence was making its way ever nearer to their position. Swathed in the blood red robe of holy mars, the priest was a member of the Ordo Reductor, the mechanicus’s own “bringers or blessed ruin.” The techpriest, named Dendritus, did not like many things. Heretical archeotech, such as that found in the love potion, was one of them. Creating such archeotech was a blasphemy to the omnissiah, and a blasphemy that Dendritus intended to correct.
The metal clangs of the techpriest’s approaching steps rang off the floors of the corridor. All three of the workers turned around, staring at each other in uneasy silence as the booming sounds of metal made their ungodly chant ever nearer. Suddenly, as the figure approached the door, it stopped. A dim red glow shined under the doorway.
A shrill metallic screech penetrates the very air. The door bursts off its hinges and falls to the floor. The tech priest, arms and appendages extended, strides into the middle of the room toward the three, waving about its sharp metallic array of tools and weapons. A pair of heavy bolter wielding gun servitors wheel around its side, encircling the three in the center of the room.
“You three” the priest spoke, in a low, monotone voice, devoid of feeling or emotion. “You have forsaken the will of the machine god. You have turned your back on the omnissiah. Your heretical archeotech, the spawn of chaos, is a blasphemy to the blessed machine. Your punishement has come. Follow me or die.”
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Shivering, the three walked with the tech priest, shoved along by the gun servitors as they accompanied the techpriest back to his waiting Thunderhawk. They were led into the interior of the blocky gunship, which contained a makeshift iron barred cell, in which they were unceremoniously dumped. The ship took off promptly, burning through the atmosphere before rocketing off into space.
The techpriest eyed the three through his ocular lenses with a cold, metallic stare. They were all uneasy and shivering, unsure of what just happened. Rose stammered “Where are you taking us?” Raising her voice to a shout “What are you going to do with us” The techpriest turned his gaze to her, and replied, in the same grim tone he used before “You are going to the starship Vindicator of the mechanicus Ordo Reductor fleet. As you provide no threat to us, you will be repurposed, your frontal lobes- lobotomized, and given mechanical augmentation to turn you into servitors, who will with 98 percent probability be used to perform external repairs upon the ship once departed.”
The three sat still, horrified to hear of their fate worse than death, to serve as a mindless machine for all eternity. Amy, calm and level headed, spoke to the group in a whisper. “Okay,” she sighed “The first opportunity, we bolt. This is a spaceship we are going to, right? We must be landing in some sort of hangar.”
“If that hangar looks anything like the cluttered inside of this ship, we will have many places to hide. Then, we just have to regroup and worry about getting back down”
“B-BUT WHAT IF IT DOESNT WORK” blurted Rose “We will all... die”
“Don’t worry Rose. If everything goes okay, and we just stay cool, things won’t fall apart” interjected Jax.
Amy chuckled, and said “if we don’t do anything, we are as good as dead.”
The imposing form of the Vindicator rose up in front of the small shuttle as it neared, its colossal form resembling more a medieval church than a ship of its own right. Towering spires, minarets, walkways and buttresses encircled the blocky metal hull of the vindicator, and as far as the eye could see down the length of the 5 kilometer long ship there were gunturrets and firing ports littering the gray hull metal. Towering reinforced stained glass windows stretched through pointed Byzantine arches, standing as a testament to the engineering prowess of those who built
Them. The ship reached one of the eight cargo bay hatches in the side of the ship, entering into the vast, cavernous space. The ceiling was lined with pipes and carwalks, suspended by dark metal cables over the mess and confusion below. The floor of the bay, just as Amy predicted, was covered in metal boxes and other materials, strewn about in preparation for the repair and refueling of the many craft situated within. As the shuttle landed, a metal hook recieved the craft in the hangar bay and guided it into its resting cradle. The rearward hatch of the vehicle opened, and the techpriest and his retinue pushed the crate outwards onto the docking bay floor. The techpriest babbled at his servitor in binaric, abruptly turned, and walked over to the a drunken looking crew member. After a match of shouting between the two, the techpriest motioned to his servitors to open the cage.
“Now is our chance” whispered Amy
As soon as the doors were unlocked, the trio bolted from the open door. The unwieldy gun servitors, taken aback, did not have the processing capacity to respond. All three raced past their dumbfounded mechanical jailers, and dived into an open crate out of sight. “Find then” yelled the techpriest “Find then now and kill them”
There was a rush of steps around them, and shouting as the crew looked around the giant hangar bay for the escapees. As the rustling outside died, the three breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, the lid of their box opened. Amy, Rose, and Jax looked up to see the drunken crewman waving at them. The tech priest, his attention glaring toward the man, demanded “Have you found them”
The crewman turned to the priest, still holding the lid with a hand and slurred “Nah mannn, nothing in here”
The priest, visibly disgusted, turned away and began searching the rest of the ship. When he was gone, the crewman turned back to the trio. “Lookatchu... uh... youh cuties. Man uh... what was it? Oh... you’re uh, loohkin mightiy fine there uh, ladies.”
jax- well a lot of demons look alike. shortly since jace is a water dragon will get his true hair back since its really hot down there.
jace- but since jax is lava it wont do a thing. *he shrugs* id rather keep this gray hair then have my red from when i was alive.
(sorry i got to leave for school and i passed out last night xD. so im trying to answer them quickly )