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| What do you mean we killed "almost everyone"? Who was responsible for the primary population analysis? |
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| Blaurrrggg gurrgle blarrrg |
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| Great! Now how are we going to find the weapon?! |
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| Blaaaaah gloooooberrrrr....sorry.... |
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| We'll never help you find and/or rebuild the weapon... |
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| Meanwhile far far away a Dark Angel sleeps...ZZZzzzZZZ |
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| Hey, Angel of Death... Heed my words. You must travel to the world of Lanius Excubitor. The forces of Chaos are attempting to find a weapon that could spell the ending of us Elda... The Galaxy! |
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| Whoa, weird dream. Captain, I implore you, we must muster the fleet at once! I'll explain when we get there. |
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| Aww man! Why do we have to go to? We always die the most! |
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| Meanwhile back on Lanius Excubitor |
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| Look, Spikey humies! Get 'em! Waaagh!!!! |
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| ZOT |
Obviously lifted from a Graham McNeill book.....word for word.....;/
ReplyDeleteLooking for a weapon, eh? Is it another big mechanical dinosaur?
ReplyDeleteWell that explains everything.
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