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Magic, Arena of Blood

-The shocked slaves look around at the one preventing them from their righteous retribution. The slaver is in piteous state, the mob having focused their efforts on the only part of his body they could reach. One eye put out, while the other dangles by a thread, face slashed and bleeding by fists and broken nails, cursing until Kharak puts the knife to his throat, making him go very quiet.-

What-what are you doing, girl?! This xenos must pay for the others, and his crimes answered with his death! Why do you deny us our vengeance?!

Arena cells

-From the darkness the occupants emerge, the other prisoners being too weak, broken, or otherwise dead to escape. The red lights soon become glowing artificial eyes, embedded in faces that were once human, but now consist of so much machinery and wiring they seem a metallic snake's nest. From their backs snakelike claws whirr and snap, in near-pristine condition, having fared far better than what little flesh can still be seen. Few still have their original limbs, replaced by utilitarian versions that clatter and clang with every step, though one or two are instead supported by a single wheel, somehow remaining perfectly balanced. Some have even had the entire lower half of their face replaced, with a large grill where their mouth once was. Wearing faded red cloaks, they emerge into the slightly less gloomy walkway, augmetic eyes whirring to adjust. One of them, more machine than man, speaks up in a flat, buzzing monotone.-

The Machine God has sent his angel of steel to our rescue. Praise the Omnissiah.

-The techpriests rush to make obeisance to their savior, making a strange gesture across their chest, flattening hands, fannning their fingers out and crooking the fingertips, evoking a cogwheel.-

Great one, aid us!

Deliver us from the alien as thought is delivered from flesh!

We humbly request your assistance, mighty angel. Aid us in escaping this cursed place.

Science, above Commorragh

-Hood's desperate attack fells one or two of the Warriors on the flanking Ravager and a few others while the older ones are blinded by the flash of light, but they stoically ignore their losses, content to watch the Seekers flailing at phantoms. One moves at speed to place itself just under the floating artificer, while the other matches speed with Gavrill's ride, firing terrorfexes -smaller versions of the Ravager's grenades, but no less potent- to keep their targets down.-

-The third ship then enters the fray. Unlike its escort, it bears only a single weapon, mounted above its massive, jutting prow, with an overlarge aethersail covering most of its midsection.◊ The prongs crackle with electricity as the Reaper fires.-

-A gigantic blast of lightning, powered by vengeful souls and dwarfing even Urza's storm, lances from the prow towards the warring Dark Eldar, jumping from ship to ship, frying crew and flyer alike. A secondary bolt earths itself in the improvised lightning rod on the abandoned Raider. Supercharged by the sudden burst of energy, the Raider's systems go into overdrive, its dark lance slicing through a spire miles away, as its engines force it forwards at speeds it was never intended to reach, finally exploding not far from the stricken Ravager.-

-So bright is the lightning that for a split second the world becomes purely monochrome. Shadows darken and lengthen from behind every man, woman and ork... and the Mandrakes strike, long arms reaching from the shadows and pulling their distracted target back with them. Only onboard the Ravager, buffeted by the Raider's explosion, are the foul creatures foiled, tossed screeching overboard or back into their infernal dimension before they can drag all the Seekers down.-

-The Reaper and its escort then fly away, leaving only the idling Ravager and its thrashing occupants behind. When the horrorfex's effects clear up, Urza, Gavrill, Hood and the emissary are nowhere to be seen.-

Science, ???

-A voice, harsh, rasping, each word delivered with a snarl, as if forced around too many teeth.-

We took them as, hrrgh, ordered, master.

-Another voice, high-pitched and wheedling, with an unspoken giggle in every syllable, and disappointed like a child receiving clothes when he expected new toys.-

Only... three?

Hrrh... Yess, masterr. There wasss little time, and the-

[-*sigh* Very well. I shall have to make do, huhuhuhu...]]

What about the, hrrrgh, otherr one, masterrr?

I have no use for it. You may take him.

-The emissary's screams echo long and loud.-

-As the effects of the horrorfex wear off, each of the kidnapped Seekers find themselves trapped spread-eagled in a sphere of fibrous white material resembling strands of spiderweb, rising from the surface to entomb their arms and legs. It hums and vibrates gently, undulating in resonance with the emissary's screams of pain, which finally end in a loud snap and a gurgle.-

edited 17th Oct '13 8:38:36 PM by Chabal2

All heard the music of the Emperor's doom. Sound of a reactor, Earth-shattering boom.

And so Vader freed us from Palpatine's rage. One act of atonement, ushered in a new age.

If the Emperor is immortal, immortality's done. His story is over, the Empire is...gone.

edited 17th Aug '13 1:06:22 PM by Mooglewoogle

edited 16th Aug '13 6:39:34 PM by Stratofarius

A sandbox you say!?

edited 18th Aug '13 10:11:56 AM by Sooser

Harry Potter

Touhou

Gamer Chicks

edited 17th Aug '13 5:59:49 PM by powerroff

Kick-Ass.

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edited 18th Aug '13 8:44:41 AM by Fresison

One two three YOU'RE OUT!

edited 18th Aug '13 11:17:57 AM by Grounder

[[AC: Does all-caps go through line breaks?

I bloody well hope so.]]

Or not. Damn.

edited 19th Aug '13 8:48:46 PM by KillerClowns

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Ah, okay, the custom title was made without the capital S... to have a capital S. Awkward.

edited 20th Aug '13 3:01:42 PM by ShadowHog

ｄｏｅｓ  ｔｈｉｓ  ｗｏｒｋ

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Dammit. No recursive quotes.

edited 23rd Aug '13 3:57:49 PM by Unknownlight

edited 23rd Aug '13 11:21:02 AM by fancywig

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