@Vulpas
Rico stared at the Liberian for a moment after he even tilted his head in confusion. "Your words are strange Librarian."He forced these words from his mouth that was still refusing to make normal human speech easy. He griped his sword tightly and flames began to come from the edges. "Tell me your name and your death shall be quick." He raised his sword to the librarian's eye level. He also straightened his back and legs revealing that he was actually much taller than the Librarian in order to intimidate him somewhat.

Rico had to admit there must be something special about this one his voice even seemed familiar. What was it that they saw within each other? In all the lore he had read in his free time he had never heard of anything that resembled what he is currently witnessing. When he paid his attention back to the situation at hand he noticed that the Librarian wasn't answering. "Answer now or I shall take your skull in the name of the blood god!"

Rico Stared into the man's eyes with contempt and anger. "If it gives you some small comfort you have managed to confuse me."

Surprised and startled, Percy turned nearly jumped at the tapping, and whipped around with an otherworldly, accursing shriek. By reflex, she pointed the rusty bit of metal at him. "Whoareyolfgang!", the plaguebearerised gamer said a second later, recognising his form behind his... corporal form, or whatever this was. She quickly looked over her shoulder, to see the other daemons walk on slowly and somberly.

"What... the hell is happening here?", she asked, clearly more confused than really frightened. "This is not right..."

Richard saw the meganob and orks charging recognising the light of a human he streached his mind towards the mega nob 'hi im talking to you via telepethy is that one of the jims or am i hulucinating' as he sent the mesege he sent an ork flying with his staff as the rest fell on his rubics punching them to death but circiling around the sorceror and mega nob expecting a single combat 'it is richard by the way'

Ooc my 'talking' is via telepethy but as using phone it wont go italic

"I am not completely sure. But your Daemon Legion sure looks ugly..." He steps back to let a greater beast walk past him, shuddering on the view of the monster, well within the safety of his coffin, well confinement. "Anyhow. I figured this was an Eternal Crusade VR Surprise Test, you know. After all we are in a GW licensed gamestore. The dive technology definitely is insane. I mean, look at you! You look like an actual plaguebearer!" He pokes 'her' in the cheek with his Burst Cannon. "Well let's break off and look for the others, or what should we do?" Rule #31 for the Greater Good of a relationship: Never do anything without asking your partner.

Jim snapped out of his Orky bloodlust from the sound of Richerds voice in his head, he thought to himself thinking that Richerd would hear his voice. "Richerd, is this actually you?" The orks around them were starting to get confused on why no one was fighting. "If you can hear me and if this is actually you, can you please explain to me what the hell is going on?" The other orks started to get angry and started to shout, one of the bigger ones stepped out from the crowed. "Why da ell are your not stompin him!"

Vulpas met the stare of the daemon feeling a burning sensation in his head his brothers were fending off the other ones as the duel took place. As he heard the daemon speak back he was partially surprised to here a language that he understood. Bringing his staff into both hands to meet the stance the daemon tried to use the Vulpas spoke.

"I am librarian Ingram Sen of 5th company of the blood raven, But for this battle call me Vulpas. Remember these names as they are the name of the person who will cast you back into the warp!" Vulpas yelled as he met the daemons sight his staff now radiating the energies he kept putting into it the top of it a raven now sparking off electricity as he charged it for battle waiting for the daemon to strike first.

Vulpas felt odd things felt to lucid to be a regular dream and the fact he felt pain made him question what was happening even more, but right now he had to concentrate on a more important task of this duel with this daemon.

Rico changed his stance somewhat after Vulpas had countered his first. "Vulpas hmm your name is familiar to me perhaps we have met." Rico paused after speaking Vulpas?! need to come up with a different name for myself telling him my true name outright is dangerous as a daemon even if he is somehow Vulpas Wait I've got it. "You may call me Irco the one that shall humble you and your insolent Chapter this day!"

Rico began to laugh in the full voice of a daemon as he used his clawed foot to sling blood soken mud into Vulpas's eyes. He then swung his hellblade that was now fully ablaze with the fires of his rage at his force staff not letting up for a single second. He continued like this for as long as possible in an atempt to prevent the Librarian from being able to consent rate enough on his atempt to banish him back to the warp.

As he continued to press his assault on the Librarian Rico began to laugh just as hysterically as before during his slaughter of the Auxilia only minutes before. In his hysteria he decided to ask upon khorne for strength"Khorne give me the strength to swipe this fool aside!" he continued to slash and swipe against the librarian who was skillfully blocking the blows with his staff it was almost as if the daemon was showing all of the ferocity but the skill he showed earlier was dulled in his current mainia.

**Battle of Whath Teh Furck**
< @TuskatheDaemonKilla @Vulpas @GobMaw_HellSmasha @lord-watchman @SpaceHulk >

As bloodletter and librarian clashed, a similar scene raged all around them. Deamon ripped Astartes apart to be blasted down in turn. But the deamons seemed to be getting the upper hand, if only because of a few timely stomps from Tusk the bloodthirster. Eventually the marines were overrun, Vulpas, the sergeant and two more marines finding themselves fighting back-to-back with a deamon for each of them.

That is, until the positively orkish sound of a ramshackle engine blowing out reached the ears of the combatants. A laughing big mek was behind the wheel of a runaway battlewagon. The deffrollah had stopped its deffrollin' and thus both librarian and bloodletter were picked up by the vehicle and carried a few hundred feet towards where Tusk was slaughtering a number of a second ork horde.

At the same time, both orks and chaos looked with contempt at a Mega Nob and a Sorcerer conversing as if they were old freinds. This riled the orks up even more, as the bodiless Thousand Sons blasted away at the orks, emotionless as ever. That was when Tusk broke into the lines and began slaughtering things left and right. He was soon followed by a runaway battlewagon. A quick axe to the engine compartment stopped all forward momentum, sending the mek and the two 'passengers' flying towards the two, crashing into a heap and taking a light wound to the head one way or another.

A multitude of growls came from all around as a melee began between Tzeentch, Khorne, Gork and Mork, with the Emperor on his way.

[Units from all five armies (mooks and elites) Tusk the Bloodthirster (Boss)]
[up to 10 kills and 2 strikes. Take up to 3 light wounds and up to 1 light-medium wound. Please specify what you are attacking from what army, and give them an appropriate power level. Any questions may be asked in the OOC thread or any line of communication we share]

< @Uriel1339 @Casavay @Maleth (@CommissarGaunt ) >

The other Plaguebearers slowly marched on, unaware of the loss of one of their own as well as the Tau near it, namely because of the lack of warp signature. As the deamon army moved ever towards the visible shooty Tau army, losing warriors but implacably advancing, the quick-striking Dark Eldar Kabal warhost began to move forward, both sandwiching the Nurgleites and speeding towards the Tau. A broadside fired a barrage of missiles into the air, blasting a few flyers out of the sky. By happenstance, one detonated in a group of Scourges, killing one outright and sending the rest falling to the ground.

By the cloaked stealth suit and plaguebearer did one fall, receiving a light wound from the impact. By absolutely pure coincidence it was the same Scourge that Asceline had become. Upon their flank marched the infantry wall that was the Solar Auxilia. And thus begins another clusterfuck.

[Units from all 4 Armies (Mooks and Elites)]
[up to 10 kills and 2 strikes. Take up to 3 light wounds and up to 1 light-medium wound. Please specify what you are attacking from what army, and give them an appropriate power level. Any questions may be asked in the OOC thread or any line of communication we share]​

@Maleth | @Casavay | @BadDo9

"I believe we should start regrouping with the o--" Wolfgang-Tauman stopped in the middle of his sentence as an explosion was right above them. Something from the skyplosion dropped on the floor and he went to investigate it. Still getting somewhat used to the battlesuit, such as the height of it, he moved it as delicately as possible over to the Scourge as he had seen the form of it belonging to someone he knew, carefully he attempted to roll her over on her back, trying to check on her.

"This is so messed up... I mean... It's a bit too real, unlike Agents Temporalis, you know? Look at the NPCs just clashing on each other and killing and murdering. In Agents you at least can reason with them, talk to them and all that, here they just march and kill as if they were all Necrons." He sighed and scratched the back of his battlesuit-head with his burst cannon. "So any plan what to do, Percy?"

@Maleth | @Uriel1339

The explosion had startled Percy mentally, in fact, she probably would have thrown herself to the ground in real life, but this body remained still, simply turning its three infected pupils upwards to watch it, and then following the body drop to the ground besides them as the Wolf-Tau moved to inspect. With her boyfriend busy with other things, she inspected her body and noticed that a large shard of stone had embedded itself flat in her chest - but she felt no pain. It was as if there was no wound at all, and it certainy did not slow her down.

Thus, with her mind completely free to focus on more important things through the hazy veil of reality, she noticed a platoon of weird Imperial Guard soldiers march on... wait, those were Solar Auxilia, weren't they? Her arm twitched, as if asking her to fulfill some duty, but the tall, gangly creature still wasn't sure about it, throwing an unsure look to Wolfgang. "I think we should defend ourselves against the soldiers in your back."