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7/5/2016 12:06:30 PM
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[i]Always Angry, All The Time![/i]
A Hulking Yellow and Red mass was running down the Halls, holding up his Chainsword above him, charging at or retreating from something.
It wasn't the Latter, but the Former.
The Battle Cry of F and U could be heard for seemingly miles, as it went on and on.
The Chaos Space Marine barely had time to react as the Mass of Red and Yellow came down onto it, driving his Chainsword through its head and down the middle.
The Chaos Space Marine toppled into two halves of blood and gore, as the Yellow and Red mass finished his Battle Cry, victorious.
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English
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"FOOOOOR THE EMPEROR! ABHOR THE WITCH!" [i]Rang out from the halls, the sounds of a Chainsword cutting through flesh and bone soon being heard, accompanied by the sounds of blood splattering on a surface. [/i] "PURGE THE UNCLEAN!" [i]Horrified screams were heard, but soon replaced by gurgling and the thudding of bodies as the Chainsword roared yet again. [/i]
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[i]Mutilated bodies, ripped off arms, other.. unidentifiable things, all covered in blood, paved the way there.[/i] "PURGE!" [i]The voice - a metallic accent lacing the word - yelled, the sound of something heavy stomping something else into the ground following[/i] "PURGE! PURGE! PUUURGE!" [i]The stomping continued, now accompanied by the soft squelching noise of something wet being pushed against something. [/i]
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[i]What the Marine saw was a Black Templar Initiate, stomping the ever living shit out of a barely alive cultist. The cultist was bleeding profusely, one of her eyes was stomped shut, her jaw was broken in several places, and her nose was completely torn off. Then, with a final stomp, her head caves in, and the metal boot of the Black Templar sinks into her head, squashing her (nonexistent) brain.[/i]
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[i]The guy pulls his boot out, and shakes some of the mucus off before stepping off the body, and looking the Angry Marine up and down. [/i] "Greetings, Battle-brother.. It would seem that you've found me during my time of.. PURGING THE UNCLEAN!"
