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5/30/2016 10:24:52 PM
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[i][u]"But it wasn't. Shortly afterwards, I was revived by Necrons. They had observed my tactical prowess. They made me into one of their Pariahs. I had become the Supreme leader for a Terran Invasion force. And once again, I was made a slave. I was indoctrinated, my soul wasn't my own anymore. I was commanded by gods that were not my own, and I swallowed every lie with unshakable zeal. I was fueled by such hatred... our invasion began on the moon. I killed my former comrades. Those that weren't dead were converted to soldiers. I killed my former comrades... my former friends... and there was nothing I could do but watch. I converted my wife. She couldn't bear to be different from me.
Together, we had another child. Born from love out of hatred. Our souls combined into one. My third daughter was born. Habbihia. The Necrontyr word for 'Loved'."[/u][/i]
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I know the feeling, your soul not being your own. And that's why you consider your life a tragedy, represents your life in a way
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[i][u]"The war raged on. Eventually, my plan nearly came to succeed. I was to become the next vessel for the Nightbringer. But w My resolve was too strong. Once I was in contact with it, I freed myself of its control. It caused all my necrons to die. I was free once more. But my body was destroyed."[/u][/i]
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And that's when you took this exo suit thing
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[i][u]"Well, my friends discovered me. I was a stream of energy. They placed me within a container, brought me back to the moon where my suits were, and I merged with all of them."[/u][/i]
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Damn, that is awesome
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They arrived upon the first suit. And needless to say, it was quite large. About twenty feet tall and very menacing, the suit was at rest. [i][u]"Ah... the XV107."[/u][/i]
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That, needless to say, is awesome. I think I could beat it though, if I changed form
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Edited by Shadlezz: 5/31/2016 12:18:33 PM[i][u]"You might be surprised. It can do many things. I wouldn't be surprised if you couldn't defeat it while it is active."[/u][/i] Suddenly, Kor'El's body turned into a mass of shadows as he moved into the suit. It began glowing with gauss energy, suddenly activating.
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You don't know me. You ever hear of the Mayans, how they disappeared? I, unfortunately, killed them all in an apocalyptic form
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[i][u]"Never heard of them. You ever heard of Kronus? I destroyed a Necron tomb world after my awakening. By myself."[/u][/i]
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Alright... Erm... ex God. Bahamortar Lots of crazy shit Digital Dojo Lots of crazy shit Etc
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[i][u]"This is not a contest you can win, I'm afraid."[/u][/i] He chuckles. [i][u]"The only defeat I've ever had on my record was Kaurava. Other than that... the list is long. Very long."[/u][/i]
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I don't want to make this a competition, but, I don't have to fight with an exoskeleton, I've been in many more wars than you, pretty much warring every day for 20,000 years, and when Gore takes over... well... you don't wanna know
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[i][u]"I've seen plenty of Gore."[/u][/i]
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Oh, I can see how that is confusing. My name was Gore for almost twenty thousand years. Now I use it to represent my thoughtless rampages when I was in these wars
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[i][u]"Is there any difference?"[/u][/i]
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Yes. Normally, I wouldn't kill unless it was absolutely necessary. But then, I would kill just because a man with the crown said so. He wanted for me to kill a lot
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[i][u]"ah, I see. Unlike you, however, I needn't flee my past, for I have no shame of myself. You may be old, experienced, but age and experience aren't everything. Especially if you are afraid of them that you hide yourself behind names. Now, I will go gather my other suits. I have told you of my history, as you have requested."[/u][/i]
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Well... I don't know, not having emotion takes a toll on you. It's been 30 years since I've learned about emotion...
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He walks out of the warehouse, towards the other signatures.
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*Mortar seems distracted by something in an ally and begins to investigate*
