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Das Boot Imperialis - 14Das Boot Imperialis - Mining Colony, Moon of Kylis.
Imperial Timeline: 5.012.503M41

"Hold on for turbulence!!"

The transport shuttle rocked violently again, causing a few irritated mutters to rise from the murky light. Commissar Atra sighed, she hated transport shuttles. But how else could you land on a planet with a regiment of sociopaths?

The shuttle she was in had been divided into three sections, first was the pilot's cabin, where Signaller Markus Jones along with a pair of pilots were doing obscure things to a series of bizarre flashing consoles. Technology never made any sense to her. The second section held the passengers, in this
Das Boot Imperialis - 13Das Boot Imperialis - The Damagog.
Imperial Timeline: 5.009.503M41

Darkness.

It was, no. It is dark in here. Very dark. So dark that you could believe that light doesn't even exist. Wait, does it exist? Do I exist? Who is doing the thinking here then? Am I just a memory floating in the Abyss? No wait, I remember somebody banging on the box and yelling earlier. Yeah. That was real.

Hmm, where was I? Ah yes...

Darkness.

"Wear the night like a cloak, the sky as your hat, the earth as your boots, and the wind as your cape." Or so dad said anyway. But he never mentioned anything about pants. Which would explain a few things I guess. Then aga
Das Boot Imperialis 12Das Boot Imperialis - The Damagog.
Imperial Timeline: 5.009.503M41

"UNHAND ME YA FILTHY APE!"

The Captain took several steps back, "Why the hell does it keep doing that!?"

Groaning, Janten went back to work on the command console. Every single time the Navy Captain had tried to input new co-ordinates, system callibrations or even that one time he had sneezed noisily - the Command Console would immediately send out a warning signal and try to activate the ship weapon systems!

The Inquisitor was there, overseeing the Deck. At first they had looked bemused, but now they were starting to look irritated with the delay.
"Can you fix it, Jante

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Sinister Dealings with the Mysterious Stranger.
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~arturslv Feb 15, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
The 3rd Street Saints send their regards, good sir.
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*Cylexus Feb 15, 2012
:iconisayplz: How wonderfully smashing old boy! Toodle pip then and do lets have a spot of tea. :tea:
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~arturslv Feb 15, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Oh indeed, how nice of you. But we have... complications. It seems one of your underlings tried to assassinate our leader. His torture session lasted three hours before he told us everything about your . Blood was everywhere and Boss was... unhappy, to put it lightly. She pulled out her gun and shot your man right there. She sends a message to your Fraternity:

I will make an example of anyone who tries to mess with the Saints. Do not think I won't find you. I took Stillwater over twice, conquered Steelport and send the STAG packing. Anyone else tries to pull stuff like this again will find out that the consequences are... severe. Goodbye, Mr Guy. We have a bed for you, six feet under.
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*Cylexus Feb 15, 2012
:iconisayplz: Oh my really? What ho old bean I dare say you seem to have made some kind of - oh dear - a mighty fine mistake.

Ahem, You made the mistake of thinking I am something you can kill.

You cannot kill that which is not alive.

Be seeing you. Real soon.
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~arturslv Feb 15, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I think you will find going anywhere quite... unfeasible. We have snipers covering every exit and two SWAT teams waiting, courtesy of the Mayor. What's more, the city is full of Saints, all of them armed.
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*Cylexus Feb 15, 2012
:iconcrazy80sguy::iconsaysplz:Your bullets will do nothing, for beneath this mask of flesh is something else. Something behind a mere mortal scope of this coil we call life. What I am is an Idea. And ideas are bulletproof.
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~arturslv Feb 15, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
*skin turns grey, black veins appear across body* I WILL ASK ONLY ONCE. SUBMIT AND KNEEL BEFORE THE DOOM HARVESTERS.
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*Cylexus Feb 16, 2012
:iconatraplz: Not going to happen poppet.

:icontalesofhonour: NOT IN THIS LIFETIME.

:iconcrazy80sguy: Your move.
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~Agent-Jin Dec 28, 2011
Wow! You're like a cheap Albert Wesker!
This is cool, man, like way cool!
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*Cylexus Dec 28, 2011
I'll have you know I am far from cheap.

I charge very highly for my Children's party appearances.
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