Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131029180938/@comment-7974155-20131111060624

Lord Tank stands in the middle of the deck of the battleship tapping his foot. Several marines start wispering to each other, Lord Tank notices and turns to face them.

Lord Tank: Are you talking about me, because I warn you now I do not appreciate bieng talked about behind my back.

Marine: None of your buisness alien, so dont tempt us.

A speeder flys up over lord tank, carrying what appears to be a modified Hellhound. It drops out of the air heading for Lord Tank.

Marine: Hey you watch out!!!

Lord Tank looks up and catches the hellhound. His feet sing into the hull of the ship as he does so and he walks a few steps forward before placing it down. He then laughs to himself and continues to stand there.