It begins

"Do I look armed to you?"

He raises his hands, the thin gauntlet fingers empty.

"Not you"

/They hear something from the jungle... Something big... Closing.../

"I'll be going now" he leaps onto a tree and climbs with ease.

/An elephant sized rhino thingy charges through the trunk of the tree he just jumped on/
/Damien quickly deves behind cover/

the big guy fires at it, aiming for the eyes.

/Kinda hard to hit them. He does manage to drawits attention though/

*picks up his rifle and sword, putting the latter in its sheath*

<To himself>
Where in her majesties name am I?

The creature falls dead, grinding its head into the ground from the failed charge, the bug boy on its head with two arm blades in the things head.

*faces toward the origin of the sound and loads a fresh round into his rifle*

Ooc. ....youre on thin ice, honus...
Ic.
Damien. ...thats one problem dealth with...

"Yep."

Ooc: what, he was in the position... and he has the skill.


"You were saying meat sack?"

*begins moving slowly towards your characters, ignoring the pain from the gash running down his leg*

Damien. You should lay your eggs in the corpse before it goes cold, bugboy...

OOC: please apply ice to area of burn

"How about you see what taunting me again gets you sapien"

"And I could snap both your necks if you don't quit bitchin"

"You might want to stop boasting, otherwise we might just believe you"

*kneels in a bush, rifle pointed at the bug*

Damien. And i want my pistol back

"Wait... I can feel something... close, breathing.." He looks around.

Damien. We are in a jungle, genius... Of course theres breathing... Theres animals everywhere

*remains unmoving, slowly increasing pressure on the trigger*

"You want it back? go on, take it."

"No animal you milk brain, it's one of us"

*the pressure increases*

Damien. /Picking up his pistol/ us? I know you have only a few bundles of neurons as substitute for a brain, but comprehend the lack of "us" here... We're just a bunch of "i"s

Bug boy looks right at him, his cold, large eyes staring straight into his own.

"Hello..."

*grins and fires, the round accelerates towards your eye*

The shot rings off his armour, cutting into chitin.

"You people and your guns!" He leaps forwards, running with a amazing speed, and in seconds is gone.

Shit!
*drops his rifle and stands, drawing his sabre as he does so*

Ooc. Honus.... Really? Must you? Shot square in the eye, and not even flinching?
Ic.
Damien. Thats one more less problem...

OOC: the round deviated, or we can challenge fate....

Ooc: it went through his armour and cut into his outer carapace, he can move you know.

OOC: that works, now back to me trying not to get impaled

He can hear a strange clicking noise coming from every angle, getting closer, rustling of bushes, snapping of twigs... it grows louder still.

*checks his surroundings, sabre ready to parry any blow that comes his way*

OOC: yes my sword can party, jealous?

He trips on something that feels like a wire, only to find out that it's a string of tough webbing.
He can hear bug boy laughing.

OOC: He wasn't moving, just checking his surroundings

But to make you happy

*he feels a wire like substance rubbing on his heel*

"Why did you shoot me eh? Make you feel big?"

"It speaks! You'd make a fine specimen to show Her Majesty"

*tightens his grip on the sword*

"You have a monarchy? So maybe your not so backward"

We have an empire spanning almost the entire world!

War machines that defy gravity, weapons that make the land itself shudder in fear!

A strand wraps around his leg, sticking to him.

Face me you coward!

*swings his sabre in a low slash attempting to cut the strand*

The strand is tough, the sword bending it but not doing any real damage, when another goes around his right arm.

Ooc. Exactly what i was expecting. Honus, thats enough. Tune it down.
He effortlessly survives a rifle shot to the eye, shames an eldar in agility, instakills a super rhino, can create nigh unbreakable binds... I will not have another OPness fest here

*switches hands and yanks on the strand*

Ooc. And now i go to sleep

OOC: cya Naz, we'll try not to kill eachother...honest!