"You know how he rolls, he has eyes everywhere," Maine explained with a shrug. "The job is a quiet one - a hit on Scav leader Jojo Siwa. The Doc wants us to take her out without anyone knowing."
Hi everyone sorry for the late update, I'm not dead but mother nature sure has tried so while I'm still dealing with some storm damage and insurance adjusters update will be slow. As for the story the opening moves have began with the alpha legion officially going traitor but is it trully as it seems or is something going on in the shadows soon to be revealed
Taking the place of the most insane primarch (Wh 40k)
"Sweep the ship and eliminate all the space wolves as the other cells should have successfully secured the navigator and his choir. Hydra dominatus " Replied the lead astartes as he wipes his sword on the wolf pelt hanging from the dead space wolfs armor.
Taking the place of the most insane primarch (Wh 40k)
From all directions conversations could be heard with most being drowned out by the other quarrels of their peers. Of course my brothers and I can pick up these hushed conversations especially those among us that have a healthy dose of paranoia like Perturabo and the Lion. Yet when my gaze met with my more stoic brother I noticed something quite strange besides the usual grim endings that usually plagues my psyche, that usually spark of mistrust in his eyes is brighter than usual as he constantly casts his gaze between me and Alpharious(AN: or is it Onegon :p).
Taking the place of the most insane primarch (Wh 40k)
After another Month of travelling the ship had arrived at it's intended location. Eridanus II where the Insurrection faction called the United Rebel Front had become active on the planet.
"Rooight Listen Ere." I heard the guttural voice of a powerful Ork speaking through the weaves of the Warp. And even as I heard the voice I couldn't help but wonder how many Weird Boyz were being burnt out by the power needed to scream into the Warp. "Ya'll know about OL'Bale Eye. Dat Humie wif Da Red Circle eye Fing Woight?" The voice explained and then it growled and the weight of the beast fell upon our ears as it continued angrily. "Wellz it turnz out some fooken Red Git name Angron has gone and killed em!" The voice roared with hatred in his voice.
"My goal is to ensure the human species' survival, but that doesn't mean I care what happens to each individual. However, my Martians are different. Even the weakest ones are elites compared to human troops.
"You needn't worry." Ser Damon assured him, looking back over his shoulder. A smile spread across his face that he couldn't contain. Thoughts of the Queen with golden hair were already on his mind. "In service to the queen, I plan to keep my sword sheathed well and good."
As a deer finished drinking water it lifted its head, though it was the last thing it did at that moment. An arrow with a swish sound slammed into its neck.
[Tin_Mother: Now that you're here, I'm going to warn that this thread is about the Bank roberry, not a conspiracy theory about Accelerator's PR scheme. Whoever speaks of it again will get the boot.]