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| Morkskittar | Mon 30 Jan 2017 04:34:27 Post #1 |
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Yay! My Rat Ogre!
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Rules Refresher Lacunae and Tirr both awoke slowly, taking several minutes to get used to their surroundings. Lacunae cursed the name of the Druchii - mentally, of course - for several minutes, while Tirr spent the time lamenting the cowardly nature of Skaven. On either side of the pair of them were Vilnutt and Ratchek, both still unconscious. Tirr and Lacunae exchanged withering looks before inspecting their surroundings. They were in a small room of smooth black stone, with a slab of the same material before them, covered in what looked like dried blood and matted fur. They were both bound with something that felt oddly like hair, but was as strong as steel. "Well, well, so they awaken..." a voice whispered from behind the pair of them. They both jumped, but a quick look around reveals no one else in the room. "Well, two at least. Tell me then, what is it that you most fear?" The voice came from in front of them this time. They looked ahead, and then down, and found themselves staring into the face of a tiny snotling with a clipboard. "Got to know for the master's records," he said cheerily. "Got to know all of their nightmares, he tells me. So, what is your deepest, darkest fear?" |
Novels Written and For Sale: List![]() UE Pub Fight Deaths: 334. Pillz and Pyllz are © by Morkskittar Dark Lord Nihilus Regarding Me: "You're the love child of Vishnu and Pegasus." ![]() Stop Geen Toegang! / Complete Works of Morkskittar / Ask a Skaven! 'zodi | |
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| AshenEshin | Thu 30 Mar 2017 19:04:47 Post #31 |
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MK ULTRA - Skaven style
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Tirr, exhausted and now with a malfunctioning arm felt this was exactly what he needed. Unsure of how to communicate Tirr spoke aloud, ignoring the wheeling shadows at his feet. "I thank you for the compliment... entity? Though should you feel like staying around you may have to get accustomed to sharing with my rather volatile brain chemistry." Tirr attempted to make conversation not only to assuage hostile intent but to learn exactly who or what he was encountering. While one of his arms was out of commission he wouldn't be able to recommence digging his futile hole, so this distraction was causing no harm it wouldn't already. |
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| Morkskittar | Sun 02 Apr 2017 15:43:57 Post #32 |
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Yay! My Rat Ogre!
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Tirr's entire body froze as he spoke to the voice in his head. Against his own volition, his body climbed out of his hole, and began to walk towards the horizon. The voice in his head giggled. Tirr's mind is weak, so easily dominated, so easy to control... The desert before him ended suddenly, and Tirr found himself walking towards the edge of a cliff, unable to stop himself. Give in to your most primal sensation.... the voice hissed. |
Novels Written and For Sale: List![]() UE Pub Fight Deaths: 334. Pillz and Pyllz are © by Morkskittar Dark Lord Nihilus Regarding Me: "You're the love child of Vishnu and Pegasus." ![]() Stop Geen Toegang! / Complete Works of Morkskittar / Ask a Skaven! 'zodi | |
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| AshenEshin | Sun 02 Apr 2017 19:09:42 Post #33 |
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MK ULTRA - Skaven style
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The voice was goading him. It wasn't a multiple personality in ascension over his consciousness. He hoped. Magic was famous for it's deranging effects and this sorcery may have taken his already malfunctioning brain over the edge. Like it was about to do with his body. It wanted his fear... could this be the snotling? A servant of said snotling? The master of the Snotling? Tirr felt fear creep over him. His kinder self begged that they reach a compromise. Tirr's skaven side was much more egocentric, and much more driven by survival. There is an expression about cornered animals having nothing to lose, and skaven perpetually live the existence of being cornered, by their greed, bloodlust, mania and fear. Backed into a corner from which there is no escape.So what happens when you corner an animal already too far gone? Skaven are some of the smartest animals there are. Tirr recognized an opportunity for his greed, bloodlust and indeed fear to be altered, to reverse their magnetism as it were. to propel him from his corner, right at his predator. All it took was a simple alchemical principle called transmutation. Tirr channeled his anger, hopes and fears, even his innermost, into the words forming in his mind.Whether they would reach his lips he did not know but he was a cornered animal with nothing to lose. Instead of surrendering his fears and his mind Tirr began to use his emotion to fuel what was perhaps one last prayer to Ethereal Mutae. Not sure if it was the magic in the air or the results of finally releasing his darkest vision Tirr began visualisng great goliaths, gods made manifest battling before him. All bore the title Mutae. Tirr ,realizing this could be taken beyond his control by what ever force was in power here, directed his prayer towards the titan which clearly depicted Ethereal Mutae. The only Mutae. Mother Mutae, Savior of Species, Mistress of Mutation, Your Acolytes work towards your Ascension. Even on pain of death work for you and only you and pray you to do unto heretics and heathen as they would do unto us. Future Mother, Not yet manifest, Hear the prayers of your many children, and see them as worthy. All Hail. With this quick devotional outpouring Tirr presented not his fear but his faith. His salvation now lay on both sides of the cliff. |
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He's not a master assassin!, He is a very naughty boy! The Rave(-ing Mad) Cave a.k.a my lab Praise be to Mutae
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| Morkskittar | Sun 09 Apr 2017 05:08:33 Post #34 |
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Yay! My Rat Ogre!
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Tirr's eyes snapped open, and he found himself in a dark room, the only light a candle sitting on the table next to the Snotling, who stared at him intently. "We sense fear in you, Skaven, but you refuse to let it rule you. Most unusual, especially for your race. And being able to overpower my Master's spell... well, you have certainly earned something today. The Snotling hopped off the table and took the candle with him, leaving Tirr in darkness. "You can find your way out, I think. We will come calling for you again, soon enough..." Tirr slowly got to his feet, and found himself holding a bag. He scurried away, through the darkness and then into the tunnels in the depths through an open maw in the tunnel, which closed behind him. Shivering slightly, he hurried back to his lab before opening his prize. OOC: Sorry for my sporadicness; RL hasn't been letting up much. But this RP is also now over!
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