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originally posted in: Prison of Exiles (RP - RoB)
5/11/2016 12:35:51 AM
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*wakes up in a prison cell, startled* Where am I? *gets up and walks around*
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  • [b][i]The sound of sinister whispering fills your ears as the reality before you buckles and snaps out of sync. All of the color drains out of the air, leaving your vision a sickly green. The ground before you trembles and hisses as burning runes come to life one by one, scorching fiery symbols that become one larger, complex sigil. It creates an 8 pointed star of emerald green flames that burn wilder and wilder until a flaming vortex of swirling warp energy engulfs the space before you. A thickly armored, 14ft tall figure is silhouetted within the flames, backlit by a kaleidoscopic maelstrom of strobing chaos - you realize you're seeing directly into the warp with your physical eyes.. And the Summoner is solidifying before you. The green flames reach a roaring crescendo before being sucked all at once into the eyes of the Summoner as he steps into this reality, the same runes that appeared on the floor flash briefly in his eyes before fading, but the green flames of pure warp energy remain, crackling and smoking. His hulking battle-plate armor writhes as the enslaved demons within it make strange, inhuman expressions, regarding you with interest. Some of them are silently screaming in horror, you hear their echoes in the warp all around you. He steps closer, reality continues to twist and contort as the being before you exists in both realms, each realm repelling the other like powerful magnets of the same, negative charge. The Summoner's consciousness mingles with yours, exchanging images of war, history, and powerful memories. He brings you up to speed on the current situation of things without uttering a single word. You learn languages and the meanings of symbols, then you realize where his great power comes from. He is the chosen champion of Slaanesh, a Primordial God of chaos. Slaanesh allows the power of the warp to flow through the Summoner freely. 20,000 years of unholy campaigns, destruction of worlds, and Immolating countless souls in the name of chaos, floods through your consciousness all at once. He locks eyes with you. "Welcome to the Prison of Exiles." Says the Summoner [/i][/b]

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  • *eyes comically shrink* Ehh...why am i here on this gigantic ship? I think i took a wrong turn somewhere...

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