The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen(And others)

Amo: highly. These are not exactly your everyday tyranid grunts... *looks at Cyra* So... ideas, my voluptuous assistant?

"if I'm correct not exactly much. he'd be able to gleam every nutritent he could at once but honestly we're unsure how they'd take to it"

Cyra: "I prefer to consider myself petite... and ideas for what?"

Amo: ....so diarrhea... *to cyra* the name


OOC. fun fact time! forumotion does not recognize diarrhea as a word...

Cyra: *shrug* "How about... Yuaki?"

Amo: fine by me if its fine by her, but where did it come from?

she tilts her head slightly

Amo: .....dont like it?

"I'm not totally against it, just curious where he got it from"

Cyra: "Word for bug"

OOC. ...in what language?!
IC.
Amo: ...eeeeh... if shes fine with it.... although i would probably feel kinda bad calling her that until it is said enough to lose its meaning...

"I don't know if to give it points for originality or subtract points for its meaning boiling down to 'bug'"

Amo: .....maybe at least add Kisaki to it? KisakiYuaki means empress bug at least....

"ok that I can accept"

Amo: ....right! *gets up* Kisaki, we are departing! Anything you need this body here for before we leave?

Cyra: "Those are two different languages..."

Amo: Perhaps, but she is fine with it, so we roll with it! You coming along, or staying here with the rest? That, or I could just dump you all back in the warp instead.

Cyra: "Well....."

the infiltrator slowly recites to herself "Kisakiyusaki" before randomly saying "Elnera" amidst her reciting

Cyra: "The plot thickens"

Amo: ......so it does....

OOC. also, it was yuaki, not yusaki

OOC I tried!
IC "oh wait the infiltrator form is screwing with me"

Amo: ......shown no better by anything, than you using the phrase "screwing with me".....

"you asked me to learn mannerisms, now that shadow that I try to scrub away every time I gestate this form is getting in the way"

Amo: .....well.... I did not expect this to happen when I said that... hmm.... is it actually bothersome? Could probably come up with a way to at least suppress it....

Cyra: "Suppress the soul of your kin... Perhaps we could put it in you, make you a proper creature."

Amo: excuse me? I am perfectly fine not having a soul you could toy with...

"it's not really bothersome, just a quirk at this point"

Amo: well, if it becomes a problem, do tell. Now then, ready to depart?

Cyra: "depends entirely what we're doing."

Amo: oh, i can imagine... demonettes can be very ingenious..... at any rate, i already have a soul... it is sitting on my shelf... several, actually...

Cyra: "ha, ha ha."

Amo: I feel sarcasm in the air.

Cyra: "The air is practically flooded with it."

Amo: how nice... And here i was, thinking that it is tyranid spores... At any rate, i wil not suddenly chang my mind after a few millenia and get a soul... it is so much simpler when you dont have to worry about what happens to it...

Cyra: "But you can have so much fun with one"

Amo: and you get so many vulnerabilities with one

Thorgar: "I'm all soul, do i look vulnerable to you?"

Amo: .......remind me, who made who their servant? besides, your kind is the number one danger to souls... of course you are not at great risk...

Thorgar: "Servant... Ehem. Remember who you are talking to eldar."

Amo: ....im not talking about you...

Cyra: "I am noones servant. I am a willing accomplice."

Amo: ....you werent one before i made you one...... besides, if you are here by yur free will, why keep freaking out about the nids instead of just leaving if it is such a crazy thing? are you a drama queen or something?

Cyra: "um... Yes?"

Amo: ......great.... it would be nice to be wrong sometimes....

Cyra: "Slaanesh is also the god-godess of acting."

Amo: *rubs forehead* you slaaneshi cause me nothing but headaches....

Cyra: "I haven't even been loud."

Amo: *sigh* .....at least you are not cowering in a corner....

Ooc. .....so.... Im about to go to sleep.... And my pc just turns on randomly.... I think that AI i made has gained sentience....

Cyra: "I'm safe now. I have a giant daemon prince who likes me!"

Thorgar: ".... you are mildly endearing... remind me of one of my daughters."