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I silently counted from 5. Suddenly a panicking Necron teleported into the midst of the newly resurgent Krork species. "Am I too late? Oh NO, I'm too late!" exclaimed Orikan the Diviner, shaking a fist at me. "YOU! This is NOT your universe, this is NOT your timeline! How DARE you meddle in my great race's history, imposing yourself where you are NOT welcome! The stars will echo my revenge on you for all eternity!"
"Oh look Zoggington, it's a post-biotransference member of the illustrious Necrontyr race!" exclaimed one Krork.
"My word, it is!" said another, as Orikan reeled in mounting panic. "In the name of our patron psychic egregore Gork, and our other egregore Mork, who excel in surreptitiousness and pugilism, I propose we demonstrate our combat prowes upon him!"
"There you go. There's your final opponent. Prevail, and I'll consider it enough of a favour to find you all a place in my cosmos" I said, vanishing.
"N-no! Stay back, you monsters!" yelped Orikan, as superweapon after superweapon unfolded behind here. "I-I-I came here prepared to bind a god, do you not understand?! I have armies of replicating scarabs! Weapons that can distort space and time! Ships that can shatter worlds!"
The Krorks all gave him big, winsome grins. "Oh, we fully comprehend that, sir" said a third. "In fact, we relish the experience of combat with you! It's certain to be enlightening for all parties involved!"
"B-but many of you will DIE! No, not just die! NEVER HAVE EXISTED, FOR I ALONE MY PEOPLE HAVE TRULY MASTERED TIME!"
"That sir, is the most EXHILARATING thing I've heard all day!" said a fourth Krork before breaking into a thunderous warcry.
Orikan's horrified screams were quickly drowned out by the supernova cannons and Warp-neutering pylons he deployed around himself, as the newly minted Krorks descended upon him like the fist of Gork. Or possibly Mork.
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I silently counted from 5. Suddenly a panicking Necron teleported into the midst of the newly resurgent Krork species. "Am I too late? Oh NO, I'm too late!" exclaimed Orikan the Diviner, shaking a fist at me. "YOU! This is NOT your universe, this is NOT your timeline! How DARE you meddle in my great race's history, imposing yourself where you are NOT welcome! The stars will echo my revenge on you for all eternity!"
"Oh look Zoggington, it's a post-biotransference member of the illustrious Necrontyr race!" exclaimed one Krork.
"My word, it is!" said another, as Orikan reeled in mounting panic. "In the name of our patron psychic egregore Gork, and our other egregore Mork, who excel in surreptitiousness and pugilism, I propose we demonstrate our combat prowes upon him!"
"There you go. There's your final opponent. Prevail, and I'll consider it enough of a favour to find you all a place in my cosmos" I said, vanishing.
"N-no! Stay back, you monsters!" yelped Orikan, as superweapon after superweapon unfolded behind here. "I-I-I came here prepared to bind a god, do you not understand?! I have armies of replicating scarabs! Weapons that can distort space and time! Ships that can shatter worlds!"
The Krorks all gave him big, winsome grins. "Oh, we fully comprehend that, sir" said a third. "In fact, we relish the experience of combat with you! It's certain to be enlightening for all parties involved!"
"B-but many of you will DIE! No, not just die! NEVER HAVE EXISTED, FOR I ALONE MY PEOPLE HAVE TRULY MASTERED TIME!"
"That sir, is the most EXHILARATING thing I've heard all day!" said a fourth Krork before breaking into a thunderous warcry.
Orikan's horrified screams were quickly drowned out by the supernova cannons and Warp-neutering pylons he deployed around himself, as the newly minted Krorks descended upon him like the fist of Gork. Or possibly Mork.
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