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Anonymous 06/12/16(Sun)04:52:45 No. 47734230 >>47735647247766622 >5 There was a little boy lost in a Maiden World. This was enough to set off warning flags to all the Eldar present. They were more afraid of what would happen if the mon-keigh were left to their own devices, especially in this precious world. However, those wamings seemed to not extend to two particularly sexually-repressed specimens: A Howling Banshee Exarch and a Farseer The boy was still crying when the Farseer first arrives. Her nose takes in that savage scent of unrefined human, and her eyes go wide: this was unmistakably a male. Eldar or not, that meant he could be a mate. Even to a trained mind, the fires of arousal were difficult to smother once lit. As she removes her helm, her pale brown tresses fall free of their wraithbone cage. She approaches the boy with a matemal smile on her face Ara ara-" she comments. Despite her appearance of a young mother, her voice sounded more like an older sister. "What's a cute little boy like you doing here? The boy sniffles as he realizes he has company. "M-miss, I lost my mommy!" His eyes were red from crying the whole time, an effect with profound impact upon the Farseer's keen mental perception. She didn't just sense his loneliness, she could feel it, get wrapped up in his immature emotions like a blanket too big for her She smiles. "Don't worry now. Your big sis is here to help you!" The smile is enough to dis arm the young mind, who stops crying. "My name is Belamere. What's yours? "My name is Sam." The boy was growing more comfortable with her by the second. This was not by some chance; Belamere was using her mind to slowly erode his mental resistance, influencing his thoughts to be more friendly towards her "Well now, Sam," her deft hands wrap themselves around his chin. "I'm sure your mother wouldn't want to know her little boy cried, now would she?" the defenseless boy nods. "Now, why don't you let your big sister Belamere take care of you, hm?" Anonymous 06/12/16(Sun)06:20:59 No.47735647 47740191 쯔47766622 Before the boy even agrees, the Farseer is already tracing her hands over his torso, feeling the undeveloped muscle and enticing supple skin beneath. He was young. weak; she didn't need much effort to push him down. "Uh.. .B-big sis, what are you doing? the sensation of a xeno woman's touch on his body feels weird on the boy, a biological warning mechanism about the heresy ensuing. She nods. "Oh, big sis is just making sure you're okayl She draws her hands away. "I wouldn't like it if you got hurt, now would I? Sam agrees, though it's clear the sensation is still on his mind. Capitalizing upon the open gap, Belamere then tenderly grabs his hand, wrapping it around her spidery fingers before holding it in her own. Just holding hands like that made Sam burn up, the indecent thoughts about letting this xeno taking care of him broke the floodgates Now, whilst the boy was confused by his feelings for the Farseer, did the Exarch arrive. Unlike the kindly Farseer, the Exarch took a more controlled approach, like a neighbor "Ah, Belamere," the red-headed warrior masks her role as an exploiter, "I was looking for you Oh, Taesa." Belamere stands up, ensuring her grip on Sam. "I'm fine. I just ran into this innocent little boy The boy's scent works its way into Taesa's senses the same way it does Belamere's. However, the Banshee's mind is not so bound to reading the strands of fate, less labyrinthine, making it slightly easier for her to realize that she was lusting for an underdeveloped organism. The taboo romance arouses her as well and she joins the two. Sam asks, "Big sis, is she your friend?" The Exarch kneels to the boy's level. "My name is Taesa. If you can trust Belamere over there, you can trust me as well." The sensation of being with two girls, even aliens, is enough to drive Sam's hormones into overdrive. Knowing that they were worried about him made him feel more conscious than ever O Anonymous 06/12/16(Sun)15:38:48 No.47740191 >>477624392247763271 47766622 The sweet smell of these Eldar, as well as the power of suggestion, had drawn him to them, but now was the time for him to decide whether or not to follow them. Sam follows, for his mind has finally been snared by the mental depredations of Belamere My, you're rather precious," the Exarch appraises the Farseer's catch. "Say, do you want to follow us somewhere? We can help you find your Mother. The Farseer finishes the sentence, "But first, you have to do something very special with us, okay?" Sam replies with a dazed expression, "What is it? We want you...to kiss which big sister you think is cutest!" At that moment, the collected Exarch smiles as well and they pull away from the child. "We both like cute little boys like you, and we promise to take really good care of you! However, only one of us will give you extra-special good care of you." Belamere smiles. "And that one is going to be which ever one of us you kissl" For an instant, the Farseer lets slip her reins on Sam's mind. Though she knew her control was absolute, she wants to understand, even for a second, the boy's preferences. After all, this was a game to her, and games were only fun when there was a chance of failure What baffled them both was that instead of approaching one of them and clumsily placing a kiss on one of their lips on his tip-toes, Sam ran away. Before either Eldar could ask what was wrong, they noticed the sun going out They turn around to find it, an Ork in a business suit. MAH NAME IS CHRIS ORKSEN WOULD YA LIKES TA HAZ A SEAT?" In that instant, both Eldar realized that this hunt for nubile young boys had gone oh so wrong
Anonymous 06/12/16(Sun)04:52:45 No. 47734230 >>47735647247766622 >5 There was a little boy lost in a Maiden World. This was enough to set off warning flags to all the Eldar present. They were more afraid of what would happen if the mon-keigh were left to their own devices, especially in this precious world. However, those wamings seemed to not extend to two particularly sexually-repressed specimens: A Howling Banshee Exarch and a Farseer The boy was still crying when the Farseer first arrives. Her nose takes in that savage scent of unrefined human, and her eyes go wide: this was unmistakably a male. Eldar or not, that meant he could be a mate. Even to a trained mind, the fires of arousal were difficult to smother once lit. As she removes her helm, her pale brown tresses fall free of their wraithbone cage. She approaches the boy with a matemal smile on her face Ara ara-" she comments. Despite her appearance of a young mother, her voice sounded more like an older sister. "What's a cute little boy like you doing here? The boy sniffles as he realizes he has company. "M-miss, I lost my mommy!" His eyes were red from crying the whole time, an effect with profound impact upon the Farseer's keen mental perception. She didn't just sense his loneliness, she could feel it, get wrapped up in his immature emotions like a blanket too big for her She smiles. "Don't worry now. Your big sis is here to help you!" The smile is enough to dis arm the young mind, who stops crying. "My name is Belamere. What's yours? "My name is Sam." The boy was growing more comfortable with her by the second. This was not by some chance; Belamere was using her mind to slowly erode his mental resistance, influencing his thoughts to be more friendly towards her "Well now, Sam," her deft hands wrap themselves around his chin. "I'm sure your mother wouldn't want to know her little boy cried, now would she?" the defenseless boy nods. "Now, why don't you let your big sister Belamere take care of you, hm?" Anonymous 06/12/16(Sun)06:20:59 No.47735647 47740191 쯔47766622 Before the boy even agrees, the Farseer is already tracing her hands over his torso, feeling the undeveloped muscle and enticing supple skin beneath. He was young. weak; she didn't need much effort to push him down. "Uh.. .B-big sis, what are you doing? the sensation of a xeno woman's touch on his body feels weird on the boy, a biological warning mechanism about the heresy ensuing. She nods. "Oh, big sis is just making sure you're okayl She draws her hands away. "I wouldn't like it if you got hurt, now would I? Sam agrees, though it's clear the sensation is still on his mind. Capitalizing upon the open gap, Belamere then tenderly grabs his hand, wrapping it around her spidery fingers before holding it in her own. Just holding hands like that made Sam burn up, the indecent thoughts about letting this xeno taking care of him broke the floodgates Now, whilst the boy was confused by his feelings for the Farseer, did the Exarch arrive. Unlike the kindly Farseer, the Exarch took a more controlled approach, like a neighbor "Ah, Belamere," the red-headed warrior masks her role as an exploiter, "I was looking for you Oh, Taesa." Belamere stands up, ensuring her grip on Sam. "I'm fine. I just ran into this innocent little boy The boy's scent works its way into Taesa's senses the same way it does Belamere's. However, the Banshee's mind is not so bound to reading the strands of fate, less labyrinthine, making it slightly easier for her to realize that she was lusting for an underdeveloped organism. The taboo romance arouses her as well and she joins the two. Sam asks, "Big sis, is she your friend?" The Exarch kneels to the boy's level. "My name is Taesa. If you can trust Belamere over there, you can trust me as well." The sensation of being with two girls, even aliens, is enough to drive Sam's hormones into overdrive. Knowing that they were worried about him made him feel more conscious than ever O Anonymous 06/12/16(Sun)15:38:48 No.47740191 >>477624392247763271 47766622 The sweet smell of these Eldar, as well as the power of suggestion, had drawn him to them, but now was the time for him to decide whether or not to follow them. Sam follows, for his mind has finally been snared by the mental depredations of Belamere My, you're rather precious," the Exarch appraises the Farseer's catch. "Say, do you want to follow us somewhere? We can help you find your Mother. The Farseer finishes the sentence, "But first, you have to do something very special with us, okay?" Sam replies with a dazed expression, "What is it? We want you...to kiss which big sister you think is cutest!" At that moment, the collected Exarch smiles as well and they pull away from the child. "We both like cute little boys like you, and we promise to take really good care of you! However, only one of us will give you extra-special good care of you." Belamere smiles. "And that one is going to be which ever one of us you kissl" For an instant, the Farseer lets slip her reins on Sam's mind. Though she knew her control was absolute, she wants to understand, even for a second, the boy's preferences. After all, this was a game to her, and games were only fun when there was a chance of failure What baffled them both was that instead of approaching one of them and clumsily placing a kiss on one of their lips on his tip-toes, Sam ran away. Before either Eldar could ask what was wrong, they noticed the sun going out They turn around to find it, an Ork in a business suit. MAH NAME IS CHRIS ORKSEN WOULD YA LIKES TA HAZ A SEAT?" In that instant, both Eldar realized that this hunt for nubile young boys had gone oh so wrong

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Fist of Polaris.

KENSHIRO FIST OF POLARIS Kenshiro is the last loyalist survivor of the Stellar Fists, a chapter of space marines whose martial prowess not lay in skill of weapons, but in their very hands. He and his three brothers were the best of them all each claiming the most prestigious titles their chapter had to offer, using a martial art known as Hokuto Hokuto Shinken is an ancient assassination art formed during the early days of humanity on Terra. The art's power lies in channeling one's energy into a single blow and striking one of the 708 Keiraku Hiko or "Hidden Channeling Points", in the human body. This causes the victim to explode, be controlled involuntarily or oth- erwise incapacitated. It can also be used to heal certain physical and psychological wounds, such as restor ing a person's voice, eyesight or memories, though the main purpose of Hokuto Shinken is assassination. Due to its deadliness, Hokuto Shinken can only have one successor per generation according to the art's law. Students who are not chosen to inherit the succession must renounce the style voluntarily or risk having their memories erased or their fists crushed. This is due to the extreme consequences of the style I at heart. Students who've been formally trained in the art but were not chosen for the succession include Kenshiro and his three adoptive brothers. Disaster struck when their entire chapter was rocked by the power of Chaos, their battle-brothers becoming corrupt warriors that would use their venerable martial arts for selfish evil. Two of Kenshiro's brothers became fully enveloped by it, one of them beca Kenshiro's fame and title as Fist of Polaris. The third was killed in the onslaught. me a tyrannical warlord, while the other attempted to usurp Kenshiro vowed that he would do battle with this traitorous brothers and see them brought to justice. WS BSS T W A Ld Sv Unit Composition Movement 12" (Unique Kenshiro 9 057 774 9 3+ Infantry(Character) Wargear · Fists of Polaris . Preferred Enemy (Chaos Space Marines) . Tank Hunters Special rules Power Armo Can't Touch This . Counter-Attack .Hammer of Wrath Strike Down You're Already Dead Hokuto Shinken Fists of Polaris: Counts as two weapons. Strength AP 2 Type Melee, Specialist Weapon Can't Touch This: Kenshiro has a +5 Invulnerable Save. You're Already Dead: After Kenshiro successfully kills an enemy independent character, all enemy models within line of sight are immediately subjected to the special rule Fear. entered their entire combat doctrine on using t he Hokuto Shinken abov Hoktuo Shinken: The St all else. Their warriors are resolute and indomitable, having an extensive list of techniques to use. While Kenshiro knows the nearly all of them, for sanity's sake, we'll only allow him to use the following: Polaris Hundred Crack Fist: Kenshiro's trademark technique, in which Ken strikes the opponent's body with a relentless flurry of punches; resulting the immediate breakdown of the internal organs, followed y an immediate death This may be only used against Independent Characters, Vehicles and Monstrous Greatures His attack stat is replaced with d100 attacks and also confers the special rule Flesh Bane and Armour Bane. Whenever Kenshiro performs a Hoktuo Shinken, he immediately loses his Armour Value for the rest the game. Instead, his Invulnerable Save becomes +2. blazbaros.deviantart.com
KENSHIRO FIST OF POLARIS Kenshiro is the last loyalist survivor of the Stellar Fists, a chapter of space marines whose martial prowess not lay in skill of weapons, but in their very hands. He and his three brothers were the best of them all each claiming the most prestigious titles their chapter had to offer, using a martial art known as Hokuto Hokuto Shinken is an ancient assassination art formed during the early days of humanity on Terra. The art's power lies in channeling one's energy into a single blow and striking one of the 708 Keiraku Hiko or "Hidden Channeling Points", in the human body. This causes the victim to explode, be controlled involuntarily or oth- erwise incapacitated. It can also be used to heal certain physical and psychological wounds, such as restor ing a person's voice, eyesight or memories, though the main purpose of Hokuto Shinken is assassination. Due to its deadliness, Hokuto Shinken can only have one successor per generation according to the art's law. Students who are not chosen to inherit the succession must renounce the style voluntarily or risk having their memories erased or their fists crushed. This is due to the extreme consequences of the style I at heart. Students who've been formally trained in the art but were not chosen for the succession include Kenshiro and his three adoptive brothers. Disaster struck when their entire chapter was rocked by the power of Chaos, their battle-brothers becoming corrupt warriors that would use their venerable martial arts for selfish evil. Two of Kenshiro's brothers became fully enveloped by it, one of them beca Kenshiro's fame and title as Fist of Polaris. The third was killed in the onslaught. me a tyrannical warlord, while the other attempted to usurp Kenshiro vowed that he would do battle with this traitorous brothers and see them brought to justice. WS BSS T W A Ld Sv Unit Composition Movement 12" (Unique Kenshiro 9 057 774 9 3+ Infantry(Character) Wargear · Fists of Polaris . Preferred Enemy (Chaos Space Marines) . Tank Hunters Special rules Power Armo Can't Touch This . Counter-Attack .Hammer of Wrath Strike Down You're Already Dead Hokuto Shinken Fists of Polaris: Counts as two weapons. Strength AP 2 Type Melee, Specialist Weapon Can't Touch This: Kenshiro has a +5 Invulnerable Save. You're Already Dead: After Kenshiro successfully kills an enemy independent character, all enemy models within line of sight are immediately subjected to the special rule Fear. entered their entire combat doctrine on using t he Hokuto Shinken abov Hoktuo Shinken: The St all else. Their warriors are resolute and indomitable, having an extensive list of techniques to use. While Kenshiro knows the nearly all of them, for sanity's sake, we'll only allow him to use the following: Polaris Hundred Crack Fist: Kenshiro's trademark technique, in which Ken strikes the opponent's body with a relentless flurry of punches; resulting the immediate breakdown of the internal organs, followed y an immediate death This may be only used against Independent Characters, Vehicles and Monstrous Greatures His attack stat is replaced with d100 attacks and also confers the special rule Flesh Bane and Armour Bane. Whenever Kenshiro performs a Hoktuo Shinken, he immediately loses his Armour Value for the rest the game. Instead, his Invulnerable Save becomes +2. blazbaros.deviantart.com

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MAH NAME IZ CHRIS ORKSEN! HOW ABOUT YA HAZ A SEAT

PROPERTY OR Anonymous 07/06/16(Wed05:16:29 No 481 37678 >>48138905248178377 To say that the raid on that Eldar settlement was successful would be an understatement - it was a massacre. With the majority of the military forces occupied fighting some Militarum regiment halfway across the continent, all that the Sisters of Battle has to fight were some random Guardians and support platforms. They were dealt with quickly using fire and faith in excessive measure (as always) and soon turned their sights to sacking the civilians The streets ran with their unclean blood as none were spared Well, almost none were spared. Sister Olivia had, while nobody was looking, kidnapped a young Eldar boy and shoved him into a sack and ran before anyone noticed. A rational mind would have come with several conclusions, each with a sinister purpose behind them: Perhaps she was going to give the boy as a specimen for an Inquisitor, Maybe he was going to be used as a hostage - Eldar did value every soul they had, It was also possible that this child held some critical information in his young mind that was critical for a future campaign. But this is the Forty-First Millenium, and common sense died tens of thous ands of years ago. No, the real purpose of this kidnapping was far more...predatory in nature They were in an abandoned little shack by the outskirts when the Sister empties her loot out on the floor. The boy tumbles on the floor, gasping for breath. As soon as his senses return, his eyes widen when he notices his captor and he immediately scrambles for the nearest wall "Why do you run?" The Sister asks in a pained voice. "Don't you wish to embrace the Emperor with me?" The boy begins breathing hard, reaching out for anything to throw. He screams out in his xenos tongue to stay back, but the Sister does not oblige. "Don't be afraid, child! I have taken you so I can cleanse you!" She licks her lips. "Your body is so young, so...tainted. I only wish to absolve you of this stain, to teach you the joys of serving the Emperor!" Anonymous 07/06/16(Wed)06:51:49 No.48138905 >>4814290 1>-48178377 Olivia reaches her hand out, but the boy pushes it away with all his might She chuckles, to the boy's confusion. "Perhaps I did not make your predicament clear enough." She reaches to her side and pulls out a bolt pistol to the Eldar's head. He breaks into a cold sweat staring down the barrel. You cannot leave here. You are now my property Despite his defiant looks, the boy knows has no chance to stand up to her. He quails under the thread and begins crying. The Sister tenderly places an armored finger on his lips, shushing him as she lowers herself to his level "You need not be afraid of me. I am a servant of the Emperor, and by cooperating with me, we will both be purified!" As she had the boy comered, Olivia could only celebrate in her thoughts, reveling in the opportunity to partake in the carnal pleasures with a xeno. Was it heretical? Most certainly, but when she was forced to bottle up her sexual desires while in the convent, having the opportunity to vent all these frustrations on a young, defenseless xeno was considered (to her) a perfect excuse Perhaps some of those instincts showed through her eyes, as the boy tries to scurry away some more, but the threat of a bolt through his head was more than sufficient incentive to stay put. Thus silenced. the Sister finally grabs him by his collar. With a sharp tug, he is brought right up to her armored chest. The boy struggles to adjust, but he is again interrupted as she lifts him and forces her tongue down his mouth, exploring the delicate features of the Eldar. All the while, the child is helpless, a prisoner to both a murderous barbarian, but a p-------- Their lips part, the boy gasps for breath while the Sister chuckles."Oh, you will be perfect!" She claws at her victim and rips off his clothing with power-armored ease. She pauses to admire the frail, almost feminine figure he has before looking to her own clothing Anonymous 07/06/16(Wed)14:44:50 No 48142901トー48143263248144054 817837Z >5 Power armor was going to make the entire affair more difficult, so she starts with removing that. Conveniently, Sororitas-Patten power armor is light enough that she could start dismantling it herself, though it would take a while longer. Lucky for her then that her hostage was too terrified to try running again. The robes beneath Olivia's armor were in hues of white, making her ironically look more like an angel once her amor was removed. The alien boy notices this too, as he stops trying to run and begins drawing closer. "That's right," she gently coos, "come to me. Together, we will find salvation." The boy falls into her arms, where she strokes his head while burying his head in her bosom. "Yes, like that. I won't hurt you if you just do as I tell you She stands up, loosening the boy's grip. Her gentle mask was starting to crack, she was this close to the flesh she craved. "Alright now. We need to start the ritual. First...first..." HOW ABOUT YA HAZ A SEAT?" The sister's heart stops. Nobody was supposed to know she was here! Her eyes frantically dart around to find the source of the voice, keeping her hostage in front of her at all times. Nothing looked out of the ordinary "I AXED IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO HAZ A SEAT Olivia's eyes spot an inconspicuous wooden chair. Slowly, she approaches it and then sits down on it. Nothing happens. She sighs. "This...this is a misunderstanding! See, I was only going to interrogate the xeno fiend!" Her eyes keep shifting, surveying the small shack for anything that looks out of place. "I was going to teach him the glory of mankind, the power of the Emperor, so that we might possibly cleanse his soul of taint!" Still nothing moves. ".I am a member of the Adepta Sororitas! I have the support of the Ecclesiarchy behind mel I am protected by the Emperor, so your influence will not corrupt mel" She starts laughing nervously. "B-but you knew that right? I mean, I'm no heretic!" Anonymous 07/06/16(Wed)15:23:29 No.48143263トー8144054-8178377 File: BusinessOrk.ipg (39 KB, 680x630) 9> The silence only serves to add to the tension. "Y-you can come out now!" She keeps her tone. "If we're both servants of the Emperor, then surely you understand what I'm doing? Right?" Again, there was nothing. "Come out now! Please come out!" Her confidence was draining fast. "Nowl Please?" After what felt like a minute, there was finally a noise. A heavy tread emerges from the doorway. The fact that something was actually coming out was so frightening to her that she never notices the boy she took so much trouble kidnapping flee, and from in that same doorway, a giant Ork in a business suit enter MAH NAME IS CHRIS ORKSEN," the Ork announces with no subltety, "AND I WOULD LIKE YA TA ANSWER SOME KWESTINZ." Olivia notices the boy gone at last. Any wail of frustration is halted when she also notices how far she is from her equipment. The poor Sororitas notices at that moment that she was going to die. Not by the hand of an enemy in glorious battle, but by the choppa of a galactic hunter of sexual predators. Perhaps this was the Emperor's justice, as retribution for her impure motives. Even if it was not, there would be no escape for her
PROPERTY OR Anonymous 07/06/16(Wed05:16:29 No 481 37678 >>48138905248178377 To say that the raid on that Eldar settlement was successful would be an understatement - it was a massacre. With the majority of the military forces occupied fighting some Militarum regiment halfway across the continent, all that the Sisters of Battle has to fight were some random Guardians and support platforms. They were dealt with quickly using fire and faith in excessive measure (as always) and soon turned their sights to sacking the civilians The streets ran with their unclean blood as none were spared Well, almost none were spared. Sister Olivia had, while nobody was looking, kidnapped a young Eldar boy and shoved him into a sack and ran before anyone noticed. A rational mind would have come with several conclusions, each with a sinister purpose behind them: Perhaps she was going to give the boy as a specimen for an Inquisitor, Maybe he was going to be used as a hostage - Eldar did value every soul they had, It was also possible that this child held some critical information in his young mind that was critical for a future campaign. But this is the Forty-First Millenium, and common sense died tens of thous ands of years ago. No, the real purpose of this kidnapping was far more...predatory in nature They were in an abandoned little shack by the outskirts when the Sister empties her loot out on the floor. The boy tumbles on the floor, gasping for breath. As soon as his senses return, his eyes widen when he notices his captor and he immediately scrambles for the nearest wall "Why do you run?" The Sister asks in a pained voice. "Don't you wish to embrace the Emperor with me?" The boy begins breathing hard, reaching out for anything to throw. He screams out in his xenos tongue to stay back, but the Sister does not oblige. "Don't be afraid, child! I have taken you so I can cleanse you!" She licks her lips. "Your body is so young, so...tainted. I only wish to absolve you of this stain, to teach you the joys of serving the Emperor!" Anonymous 07/06/16(Wed)06:51:49 No.48138905 >>4814290 1>-48178377 Olivia reaches her hand out, but the boy pushes it away with all his might She chuckles, to the boy's confusion. "Perhaps I did not make your predicament clear enough." She reaches to her side and pulls out a bolt pistol to the Eldar's head. He breaks into a cold sweat staring down the barrel. You cannot leave here. You are now my property Despite his defiant looks, the boy knows has no chance to stand up to her. He quails under the thread and begins crying. The Sister tenderly places an armored finger on his lips, shushing him as she lowers herself to his level "You need not be afraid of me. I am a servant of the Emperor, and by cooperating with me, we will both be purified!" As she had the boy comered, Olivia could only celebrate in her thoughts, reveling in the opportunity to partake in the carnal pleasures with a xeno. Was it heretical? Most certainly, but when she was forced to bottle up her sexual desires while in the convent, having the opportunity to vent all these frustrations on a young, defenseless xeno was considered (to her) a perfect excuse Perhaps some of those instincts showed through her eyes, as the boy tries to scurry away some more, but the threat of a bolt through his head was more than sufficient incentive to stay put. Thus silenced. the Sister finally grabs him by his collar. With a sharp tug, he is brought right up to her armored chest. The boy struggles to adjust, but he is again interrupted as she lifts him and forces her tongue down his mouth, exploring the delicate features of the Eldar. All the while, the child is helpless, a prisoner to both a murderous barbarian, but a p-------- Their lips part, the boy gasps for breath while the Sister chuckles."Oh, you will be perfect!" She claws at her victim and rips off his clothing with power-armored ease. She pauses to admire the frail, almost feminine figure he has before looking to her own clothing Anonymous 07/06/16(Wed)14:44:50 No 48142901トー48143263248144054 817837Z >5 Power armor was going to make the entire affair more difficult, so she starts with removing that. Conveniently, Sororitas-Patten power armor is light enough that she could start dismantling it herself, though it would take a while longer. Lucky for her then that her hostage was too terrified to try running again. The robes beneath Olivia's armor were in hues of white, making her ironically look more like an angel once her amor was removed. The alien boy notices this too, as he stops trying to run and begins drawing closer. "That's right," she gently coos, "come to me. Together, we will find salvation." The boy falls into her arms, where she strokes his head while burying his head in her bosom. "Yes, like that. I won't hurt you if you just do as I tell you She stands up, loosening the boy's grip. Her gentle mask was starting to crack, she was this close to the flesh she craved. "Alright now. We need to start the ritual. First...first..." HOW ABOUT YA HAZ A SEAT?" The sister's heart stops. Nobody was supposed to know she was here! Her eyes frantically dart around to find the source of the voice, keeping her hostage in front of her at all times. Nothing looked out of the ordinary "I AXED IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO HAZ A SEAT Olivia's eyes spot an inconspicuous wooden chair. Slowly, she approaches it and then sits down on it. Nothing happens. She sighs. "This...this is a misunderstanding! See, I was only going to interrogate the xeno fiend!" Her eyes keep shifting, surveying the small shack for anything that looks out of place. "I was going to teach him the glory of mankind, the power of the Emperor, so that we might possibly cleanse his soul of taint!" Still nothing moves. ".I am a member of the Adepta Sororitas! I have the support of the Ecclesiarchy behind mel I am protected by the Emperor, so your influence will not corrupt mel" She starts laughing nervously. "B-but you knew that right? I mean, I'm no heretic!" Anonymous 07/06/16(Wed)15:23:29 No.48143263トー8144054-8178377 File: BusinessOrk.ipg (39 KB, 680x630) 9> The silence only serves to add to the tension. "Y-you can come out now!" She keeps her tone. "If we're both servants of the Emperor, then surely you understand what I'm doing? Right?" Again, there was nothing. "Come out now! Please come out!" Her confidence was draining fast. "Nowl Please?" After what felt like a minute, there was finally a noise. A heavy tread emerges from the doorway. The fact that something was actually coming out was so frightening to her that she never notices the boy she took so much trouble kidnapping flee, and from in that same doorway, a giant Ork in a business suit enter MAH NAME IS CHRIS ORKSEN," the Ork announces with no subltety, "AND I WOULD LIKE YA TA ANSWER SOME KWESTINZ." Olivia notices the boy gone at last. Any wail of frustration is halted when she also notices how far she is from her equipment. The poor Sororitas notices at that moment that she was going to die. Not by the hand of an enemy in glorious battle, but by the choppa of a galactic hunter of sexual predators. Perhaps this was the Emperor's justice, as retribution for her impure motives. Even if it was not, there would be no escape for her

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COSMOS 12 Daus in Commoragh Exodite Nutritionist's SHOCKING REVEAL PLANTS HAVE SOULS TOO Why I still can't feel my face Top 20 Plants to Refresh Your Life Energy, 19 Might Surprise You! THE TOP ARE THE YOUTHAS SELE ABSORBED AS WE THINK THEY ARE? 40 OF COURSE REASONS WHY THEY ARE DOOMING US TO THE DEVOURER OF SOULS REASONS WHY MON'KEIGH ARE INFERIOR And Why They are Too Short-Sighted to Realize It The Secrets to Harlequin Dancers COMMORAGH FASHION SPECIAL Physiques! 6 Ways to Subsist on Psychic Energy Alone to Die IS MY PARTNER CHEATING? HIS VOYAGES INTO THE WEBWAY GROW EVER MORE FREQUENT, 0009 WHAT COULDIT MEAN? GET THE FACE YOU WANT with a Minimum of Fuss AND MAXIMUM SCREAMING! Are Jetbikes Overdone? No, they're the best and here's why.
COSMOS 12 Daus in Commoragh Exodite Nutritionist's SHOCKING REVEAL PLANTS HAVE SOULS TOO Why I still can't feel my face Top 20 Plants to Refresh Your Life Energy, 19 Might Surprise You! THE TOP ARE THE YOUTHAS SELE ABSORBED AS WE THINK THEY ARE? 40 OF COURSE REASONS WHY THEY ARE DOOMING US TO THE DEVOURER OF SOULS REASONS WHY MON'KEIGH ARE INFERIOR And Why They are Too Short-Sighted to Realize It The Secrets to Harlequin Dancers COMMORAGH FASHION SPECIAL Physiques! 6 Ways to Subsist on Psychic Energy Alone to Die IS MY PARTNER CHEATING? HIS VOYAGES INTO THE WEBWAY GROW EVER MORE FREQUENT, 0009 WHAT COULDIT MEAN? GET THE FACE YOU WANT with a Minimum of Fuss AND MAXIMUM SCREAMING! Are Jetbikes Overdone? No, they're the best and here's why.

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SIR, I AM MELTING!!


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WHAT DA ZOG

UNMTV'RAL.? 7
UNMTV'RAL.? 7

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gentle-Marine

OSAY OLD CHAP
OSAY OLD CHAP

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Purge it all

Purge EVERYTHING.
Purge EVERYTHING.

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Guilliman is pissed

Thousands of years. And look what has become of them. Of us. Idolatry. Ignorance. Suffering and squalor, in the name of a god who never desired the title. - Roboute Cuilliman
Thousands of years. And look what has become of them. Of us. Idolatry. Ignorance. Suffering and squalor, in the name of a god who never desired the title. - Roboute Cuilliman

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initiating rites of shitposting.

[furiously performs Rite of Shitposting]
[furiously performs Rite of Shitposting]

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Apothecary by d1sarmon1a

D 1 S A R MON1 A D E VIA N TAR T C OM 2 01 6
D 1 S A R MON1 A D E VIA N TAR T C OM 2 01 6

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Techpriest and Toaster by Lutherniel


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Looks like it's time to oil up the bolter

GIVE THE HERETIOC A GOOD OL PURGE
GIVE THE HERETIOC A GOOD OL PURGE

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Blessed imperial knight


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The fuck's a Fallen Angel

They can't punish you for what happened on Caliban, when nothing happened there. La
They can't punish you for what happened on Caliban, when nothing happened there. La

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Putting it out here

SPACE PIRATES 'SPACE HUMANS NOPES FANCY ROBOTS HOLY SHT SPACE ELVES EMO-SPACE HUMANS BASICLY THE ARMY MORE NOPESEMOSPACEdES
SPACE PIRATES 'SPACE HUMANS NOPES FANCY ROBOTS HOLY SHT SPACE ELVES EMO-SPACE HUMANS BASICLY THE ARMY MORE NOPESEMOSPACEdES

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the innercircle anurisms

THE FALLEN WILL. BE FOREWER REMEMBERE AS THE EMPEROR'S FINEST
THE FALLEN WILL. BE FOREWER REMEMBERE AS THE EMPEROR'S FINEST

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by the emperor

ETTER NOT BE FALLEN
ETTER NOT BE FALLEN

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>yfw you find and interrogate the Fallen so good

ㄷ · 제F
ㄷ · 제F

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Grandpa Smurf

WARHAMMER COMMUNITY
WARHAMMER COMMUNITY

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