Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20130818133646/@comment-7232811-20130818230401

Please, please, please forgive me for all this nagging about numbers, but they are simply impossible, even in 40k, which allows for all sorts of craziness. (starts wringing hands while grovelling on the floor - no seriously, I do not enjoy saying things like this any more than you enjoy being corrected (at least I assume you aren't fond of it)).

But back to Tartarus...

(I wander across the surface of the planet, my weapons drawn, & my sixth sense alert for the presence of daemons & the innumerable spirits of those who have died on this world. & there are so many of them, whispering & wailing as they glide & float around me, only to be turned into mist as I simply walk through them. But as I trudge onwards, they begin to not just float towards me, but begin to try & attack me, clawing at me with incorporeal talons, only to be banished when I idly harness my powers. It is then that I begin to recognise some of them, recognise them as the ghosts of all those who died thanks to ME, all the guardsmen, all the orks, all the eldar, all the blood ravens, & all those Legionaires who I betrayed in my lust for power. But then I start to hear something else, something above all the wailing & moaning...)

SSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII...

(it is indistinct, little more than a phantom of a voice, but as I take into account the betrayed Legionaires who try to assail me, I get an ugly slug of the closest thing to fear as I begin to worry as to who it might be...)

IIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNDDDD...

(by this point, the voice is starting to become a distinct thing, separate from the others, & is taking on its own pitch & tone; a tone & pitch that I begin, much to my horror, to recognise...)

DDDDDDDDRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIII...

(the voice is now distinctly recogniseable, there is no way I can deny whose it is, & just I am about to try & flee, the spectre hurtles its way forwards through the mass of wraiths, a howling scream of fury on its lips that drowns out my own piercing shriek of terror; a scream I have heard so very often recently, & will no doubt hear a lot more in the future...)

SSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNDDDDDDDRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Out of chracter: I'll give you one guess as to who this guy is...

By the way, I'll be gone for a while now, so please don't have me murdered while I'm away.