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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/23/2018 12:52:51 PM
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Amidst the vehicular manslaughter of the advancing horde of killer birds, another distinct warcry filled the air. This guttural roar was like a peal of thunder, booming and belligerent.
A Space Marine leaped high off of a straw and wood roof, a roaring Chainaxe clasped within his scarlet fingers. He swung downwards, as his imposing weapon tore through two necks completely in one fell swoop. Blood sprayed and flowed like a crimson fountain, lacquering his maroon and bronze armor.
A sound similar to that of the demented scream of his Chainaxe produced itself in the Berzerker’s left hand. The Chaos Space Marine began to pulp and rend groups of Emus with a Chainfist. He snapped necks like pencils and bisected torsos like paper. Steam bellowed out of the Vox-Grill of his snarling helm. He said the ever-familiar mantra of Khorne.
“[b]BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!![/b]”
He continued to slaughter with reckless abandon. Soon, he would utilize the Bolt Pistol at his hip, and perhaps the large sword scabbarded on his back.
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He'd find the birds swarming him, making it as hard to move as possible while they pecked at every little crevice they could find to weaken the armor until they gradually began to pull it off.
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He swung his Chainfist and Chainaxe in a wide arc in front of him, the screaming weapons spreading to his sides. More Emus became butchered, vestigial limbs and bloody stumps falling to the ground with sickening thumps. The Berzerker didn’t bother to ask why birds were assailing the Dojo, mainly because he did not care. They had blood; that was enough. He soon switched his axe out for a Bolt Pistol. He began to fire rapidly into the advancing horde, mass reactive bolts burrowing into flesh and eviscerated Emus from the inside.
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Emus grabbed onto the gun with their mouth and pecked at his wrist, twisting and pulling the weapon in an attempt to steal it.
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He pulled the trigger, sending off a shot and causing the muzzle to conflagrate, the black metal burning white hot. The resulting shock blew off a few grasping heads, while it caused a few others to reel back. The Berzerker instantly began swinging his massive fist once more, the lethal corona of energy surrounding it causing flesh to contort and writhe into raindrops of blood. He would soon reload his pistol and return it to his side, drawing his Chainaxe.
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Upon resting the pistol on his side, an emu bit the weapon and began to run off with it at an insane speed. The seemingly endless horde made it impossible to spot where the hell it went after it took off with the gun. The rest of the emus continued to charge him, ramming themselves into him to try and knock him over with their sheer weight and force.
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With a mighty roar of pure [b][i][u]RAEG[/u][/i][/b] the Berzerker began to tear apart the horde with chained blades and biting teeth. He held his ground, the servos in his legs and boots locking him in place.
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After having secured the pistol, they all began to sprint away. In the distance, someone could be heard calling out in a low voice. "Retreat, brothers! We have acquired their technology! We shall upgrade immediately!"
