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| Tweet Topic Started: 22nd July 2004 - 09:21 AM (939 Views) | |
| Jackety | 24th July 2004 - 12:21 AM Post #16 |
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FEAR THE LEMMING!
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Vasquisk is trying to kill Verminous...I think. Arqueek (Night Lord) Tried to kill me, and I'm trying to return the favor. Thats all I know about now. |
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| vasquisk | 24th July 2004 - 09:06 AM Post #17 |
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a.k.a. I-D-I-O-T (Dark Lords of the Overempire)
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Vasquisk (i.e. me) is trying to kill Verminous Fang. So is Morrskar (i.e. my Grey Seer). Varqueek (i.e. my Warlord) is uncertain at the moment. Don't know about Jackety and Nightlord, think they're just trying to kill each other. :lol: Anyways, on with the fluff. Vasquisk watched warily as Morrskar approached. Fury was written across the seer's face, suggesting that perhaps his schemes were not going to plan... "Fang-fang knows" snarled Morrskar, "he knows of our plan." "How-how, my Lord? How can this be?" "I know not, though I suspect that perhaps your tunnel-guards were not as... watchful as they perhaps could have been." Vasquisk nodded, he had suspected that there had been another in the tunnel during the meeting, he had detected a faintly familiar smell, but for the moment could not place it. "How can you be sure-sure he knows?" he asked. "Earlier this morning, the slave-captives revolted" muttered Morrskar, disgustedly, "I sent troops to deal with them, but by the time-time the situation had been brought under control, he had gone-gone." "Who had gone?" "That accursed fool-fool Varqueek, may the Horned One curse his soul!" "He has been captured?" prompted Vasquisk. "Captured? Possibly, though I suspect it was a defection-fection. Varqueek always despised me, no doubt-doubt he expects better treatment for selling his secrets to the accursed Fang!" "What do you want me to do-do, my Lord?" "Find Varqueek" stated Morrskar, "Find him... Then dispose of him..." "Yes-yes, my lord. It shall be as you say." |
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| Jackety | 24th July 2004 - 05:44 PM Post #18 |
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FEAR THE LEMMING!
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Kill him! Kill him dead!! Wait...why are you trying to kill yourself? |
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| Nightlord | 24th July 2004 - 09:49 PM Post #19 |
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Ratsassin Adept
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Grey Seer Arqueek muttered to himself as he swiftly exited his laboratories, sealing them with a curse that would bring the full wrath of the Horned Rat down upon whoever tried to enter. Two major assassination attempts had recently been made on his life by underlings and, whilst he prided himself on his ability to avoid a premature end, it seemed wise not to take any chances. Scuttling back along the intricate maze of passages that made up his burrow, he carefully avoided areas of shadow, stepping around innocuous stones buried deep in the mouldering straw that made up the floor, nonchalantly touching seemingly harmless wall torches. His incredible precautions had saved him from several assassins, dozens of spies and a large number of his own servants that had mistaken one tunnel for another. He was therefore unpleasantly suprised when a black-cloaked figure dropped silently from the roof of the tunnel, landing softly in front of him. Arqueek swiftly stepped back, mustering the winds of magic flowing around him. A flickering, green corona of magical power surrounded his paw, causing the mysterious figure to step back. Arqueek felt more confident at this, but still swiftly checked his surroundings. In the shadows surrounding him, two more pairs of red eyes appeared, and two more of the black-clad Assasins stepped forward. Even in the cloud of fear that enveloped Arqueek, he saw that the Eshin Adepts had taken up a triangular formation around him. He could not move in any direction without revealing his back to one of them, and the thought of one of those poisoned blades upon which the Clan's reputation was founded sticking into him almost caused the Grey Seer to squirt the musk of fear. He sensed that the Triad standing around him knew this, and were amused by it. Getting a firmer grasp on his emotions, the Grey Seer stepped forwards. "Why are you here-here, in my private burrow? You did not ask-ask to enter!" The original Assassin bowed to the Grey Seer, carefully keeping his eyes on the target. "Revered Grey Seer, we do not have any contract on you at present. However... it would be wise for you to listen to a proposal we have." Grey Seer Arqueek listened to these words with an inward smirk. He knew that a contract had been taken out on him by Warlord Rik-Rik, following his successful poisoning of the Warlord. However, he could guess that the intention behind the attempts on his life was to intimidate and impress the Grey Seer, before offering a deal. He was perplexed by the use of an Assassin to carry messages, however. Had Clan Eshin discovered his spies in the lower echelons of the Clan? While he was pondering this, the Assassin drew out a scroll, sealed with a stylised paw holding a throwing star. As he reached out to take it, an old Skaven wandered around the corner of the tunnel and stopped dead at the sight of the group. Before Arqueek could do anything, the rat turned and ran. Arqueek stepped to the side as three throwing knives sped past him, thudding into the back of the fleeing Skaven. The third of the Assassins gestured, making the symbol of the Skaven race in the air, and the three throwing knives span back towards them before being caught by the cloaked figures around the Grey Seer. Reaching out, the Grey Seer took the scroll, resolving to check it for enchantments before opening it. "Sensei Venomfang wishes for...you to remain here. Desist from attempting to destabilise other Clans. Or..." A long knife appeared in his paw for a second before disappearing back into the black silk folds of his cloak. Suddenly surrounded by a puff of green smoke, Grey Seer Arqueek waited for it to disperse before skittering nervously back up the tunnel to his laboratory. Sinking into the depths of his Rat-Ogre hide chair, the Grey Seer attempted to calm his breathing. Surely the dreaded Venomfang had not learnt of his plans? Pondering for a moment, he reached down and picked up the scroll he had been given. Swiftly opening it, and then more slowly taking in the pictures and diagrams, a smile grew across the Grey Seer's face. Yes...he could do that. Glancing back up to the top of the scroll, he re-read the title. "Project Supremacy" Yes... he could find this, make that. The Horned One's designs would be carried out. |
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The Skaven language is the only one to include 32 words for "friendly fire" and none for "reliability" | |
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| Jackety | 24th July 2004 - 10:25 PM Post #20 |
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FEAR THE LEMMING!
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Warlord Rik-Rik was slowly waking up again...his eyes saw everything in the room in a moment, waking him up quicker and causing him to sit up. The Rat Ogre and the Engineer that had been left behind were both dead now, the Ogres pieces lying all over. There was a cloaked figure standing in its remains, just putting a dagger away. The assassin slowly began to walk toward him, despite the pistol aimed at him. Rik-Rik atempted to fire it three times, the pistol sounding empty those times as well. The assassin was standing next to him now, pulling out a green bottle, one of his hands forcing Rik-Rik's mouth open, the other pouring the contents of it into him, causing him to thrash and struggle as the horrid tasting liquid made its way down his throat... Rik-Rik would wake again in a short while, snarling, one hand grabbing the neck of the unfourtunate clan rat who had been in the room, snapping its neck in a second, altough not much of a suprize to the Cheiftain who had returned. "Warlord, you fixed-fixed! No need med-i-cene now, yes-yes?" Holding up a little vial of sparkling blue water. Rik-Rik snarled at it, smashing it out of the Cheiftain's hand, getting up. "Warlord, also new order." He would snarl at the cheiftain again...getting ready to kill him now, the musk of fear squirting out and beginning to make the warren smell. "Council, wants us to go-go to rifle city!" Rik-Rik snarled again...before walking out of the warren, looking around for his weapons. No, Rik-Rik still doesn't know what Project Supremecy is. Damn it is fun to have a Warlord who doesn't know whats going on... |
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| vasquisk | 26th July 2004 - 08:20 AM Post #21 |
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a.k.a. I-D-I-O-T (Dark Lords of the Overempire)
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Kill myself? Well, my Warlord has been absolutely useless for a while, so I thought I could either: 1) Have a word with him about his performance, and ask him to try harder in future 2) Kill him The second option just seemed soooo much easier... |
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| Jackety | 26th July 2004 - 08:28 AM Post #22 |
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FEAR THE LEMMING!
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When I get more warpstone tokens I'll sick a assassin on him. For now, I've spent all of them trying to kill Nightlord... |
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| vasquisk | 26th July 2004 - 08:29 AM Post #23 |
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a.k.a. I-D-I-O-T (Dark Lords of the Overempire)
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I could lend you some if you like... DAMN!!!!! Someone stole my wallet! |
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| Jackety | 26th July 2004 - 08:38 AM Post #24 |
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FEAR THE LEMMING!
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It wasn't me... |
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| vasquisk | 26th July 2004 - 08:39 AM Post #25 |
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a.k.a. I-D-I-O-T (Dark Lords of the Overempire)
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You said that a bit too quickly... *Vasquisk looks suspiciously at Jackety* |
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| Jackety | 26th July 2004 - 09:06 AM Post #26 |
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FEAR THE LEMMING!
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Poor Rik-Rik...already has one assassin on him. They don't need another one... And I didn't, really. Rik-Rik's assassin is more of a bodyguard. |
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I like black text you like black text lalala! lalala! ..wow, I already lost the tune to that song.. Folks, I may return or I may vanish, but know.. *dundundunnnn* I AM ALWAYS WATCHING. | |
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| Nightlord | 26th July 2004 - 11:05 AM Post #27 |
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Ratsassin Adept
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Assassin Skittisqueek sprinted back along the hidden tunnel, leaving no evidence behind him. His raid had been successful: as ordered, he had fed the Skalm to Rik-Rik and, on his way back, had been able to steal Vasquik's wallet. This could be planted on a suitable rival in case of reprisals... |
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The Skaven language is the only one to include 32 words for "friendly fire" and none for "reliability" | |
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| Jackety | 26th July 2004 - 11:07 AM Post #28 |
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FEAR THE LEMMING!
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See! I told you it wasn't me! And just is case...*Nails a few living slaves to the door: Try to open the door quietly now...* |
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I like black text you like black text lalala! lalala! ..wow, I already lost the tune to that song.. Folks, I may return or I may vanish, but know.. *dundundunnnn* I AM ALWAYS WATCHING. | |
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| Nightlord | 26th July 2004 - 11:10 AM Post #29 |
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Ratsassin Adept
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Warlord Rik-Rik dragged himself awake, yawning as he got up. Suddenly he stopped. The door to his chamber was open. Not only were all three of the Slaves that had been nailed to the door still there, another had been nailed on whilst he slept. You cannot prevent the attack of Clan Eshin! :ph43r: |
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The Skaven language is the only one to include 32 words for "friendly fire" and none for "reliability" | |
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| Jackety | 26th July 2004 - 11:12 AM Post #30 |
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FEAR THE LEMMING!
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Rik-Rik would stare at the door for a few hours longer...before going off to get Jitter-Kill the Knight and Daemon killer (Very well named...he can take down daemons in fours and knights in threes.) |
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I like black text you like black text lalala! lalala! ..wow, I already lost the tune to that song.. Folks, I may return or I may vanish, but know.. *dundundunnnn* I AM ALWAYS WATCHING. | |
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