Well that was anti-climatic, we'll have to do something about that.

*raises axe like a orchestra conductor, cult troops rise from under the ground, instruments in hand and begin playing Lord of the Rings battle songs*

Edit *sees I've been ninjad by Crazy attacking*

My gods. It actually worked.

*battle music continues*

*eating popcorn*

Daleks eat?

*Turns out there was no one there*

You! Xenos! Have you seen a foul traitor clad in halved black-and-white armour around these parts?

I just realisere zathos has been here a thousand pages

*You hear a voice whisper in your ear: "You are the traitor clad in halved black-and-white armour." There is no one near you, besides the Dalek.*

[I do not know who you are, or what you want, but the Inquisition will destroy you soon enough.]

<----TOTALLY not a heretic. You cant blame me!

But you are xenos

40K is fucking magic, I can do whatever I like.

You mean a Malice guy? They're fucking everywhere.