Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28530195-20160820052830/@comment-26517142-20160822140510

Nathan Mika leers at Cire Hominac with impertinent malice. "Well well well..... What do we have here? The snake on two legs has found his way to an unglimmering power. What'd you have to do, Cire? Swallow a sword and regurgitate it?

Nathan slams his fists against the other, unleashing a dual emergence of energy that sings through the air. "I've been dying to let you taste pain... little sh*t. "

Shie: Rend him, Hominac.

Mikee: Alright. Now we got back up. (Suddenly spins around... and notices the Nope Industries Mamono are gone ) Charon? Where... are they?

Charon: (on the floor, sputtering word after word) TH-TH-THEY WERE ---


 * KRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Out of the abyss, crashing down on Nadiss' heavily fortified fortress, was an eldritchian Naetherkin with a lower body of a slime-born octopus with snake heads instead of suckers and multiple random eyes. On each of her hands were the others, unconscious. Naetherkin flee at the sight of her.

A Slaanesh.