Imperial Guard Plot

Vincent: My question first.

OOC: we all know what kind of punishment he is gonna give

Heyo!

Ill stop now

"...Melissa" she says reluctantly.

*He smiles weakly*
Vincent: Melissa... That is a nice name... Now, your question. Being a Punishment Priest means to make the cruel suffer, and to make the suffering of the innocent end. This is what we Punishment Priests do.

She's slightly unnerved, but keeps her cool.
"Alright"

Vincent: Alright what? Now everything's gonna be alright?

*He suddenly looks terrified*
Vincent: Where! Where is the closest safe zone!

Bran was fiddling with the jump-pack, to implement it into his bionics.
"Hmmn."

"Your in it"

*He gets relaxed*
Vincent: So that means I have made it, and I'm not lost again. A good thing! Do you have any anodynes? I think the adrenaline rush went TOO FAR!

She opens the draw next to her and pulls out a small box.
"Knock yourself out" she passes it.

*He takes the box, takes a syringe from it, injects it to his neck, then lays back*
Vincent: Many thanks.
*He closes his eyes*

OOC. ....lol.... in the name of making things fit into the space given to them, i accidentally made a space station that looks pretty much like a swatiska from below...

OOC: Interesting.

OOC. ...you know what else is interesting? the programming of the Kethane mod...
unless the vehicle is loaded, it will not be extracting kethane from the planets. and unless the probe is loaded, it will not be scanning for kethane, just orbiting...
idiots... idiots everywhere...

OOC: :ı

Ooc: anyone thayre?

OOC in the distance yes

Ooc: *waves*

OOC: hello, just woke up from cold sleep!

Hello

OOC: YOUR ALL FAGITS LELELELLELEELLELELELEELEELELELELELLELELEELELELELELEELELELELELEELEL

Ooc: hello everyone!

OOC derp

Ooc: time to die.

Gors back yay

Ooc: yaaay!

OOC: FAGTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

OOC lemon flavored tits

Ooc: shuddup hyp, it's not funny!

OOC: Whatever you say bupkin..or whatever it was..lelelelellelelelel

Ooc:also... gorath, that's probably a infection

OOC nope. it's intentional

Ooc: oh... oh.

Ooc. We wont have a berric today either, i assume...

+Lord Kaidenovsky, we've managed to secure the main precinct, no sign of heretics sir+

+Good, keep me informed+

The sister leaves the medicare centre to get some air, not that the air outside is any better. She heads to the barracks.

+Orders sir?+

+Contiune to search for any heretics that may have hidden away across the hive. Engage if you have the advantage+

+yes sir. scanners are picking up strange energy signatures but we can't pinpoint them+

+I see. Carry on+

+yes sir.+

+report back to me if you find anything intresting on that energy signatrue.+ *Cuts vox*

A group of guardsmen enter the compound, wearing strange red armbands.
"You know your targets, eliminate on sight"
They nod and separate into two groups, one heading to the barracks; the other for the command building.

Decius meanwhile is just getting back into his tank

OOC: No

NO!

NOT THE NAZI GUARDSMEN WE TALKED ABOUT!

They walk past other guardsmen, nodding in a friendly tone; no one suspecting anything.

Decius sees them and calls over
"And who the hell are you lot?"

"22nd voystrun dragoons, just arrived sir" they carry on.