DM: Okay, so a fleet bound Chapter of Alpha Legion...
Nathan: No fleet.
Nathan: Just what I meant, no fleet. One ship.
DM: And a Transport? WTH, Man.
Nathan: Hey, it's what we want.
DM: And these stats? Seriously? Nathan, your Aim is nigh on perfect.
Nathan:Eh, I also have a 'Handsome Rouge with a scalpel mouth' Character trait.
DM: And Adam
DM: Your like a child in the body of a ox.
Adam: Eh, I like Guns, Girls, and more Guns. What's not to like?
DM: You also have a 'Wrong head at the wrong time' flaw.
Adam: Eh, I'm like a puppy. A cursing puppy.
Nathan: That just happens to be humping a girls leg.
DM: Ok, so what about you, Alan?
DM: Just the fact I think your head will explode if you don't have a character that has a perpetually running mouth.
Alan: I'm the Pilot...
DM: And about nothing else. Your Pilot skills are EPIC, but everything else SUCKS. Gina, what could your character POSSIBLY See in this guy?
Gina: He makes her laugh.
DM: Whatever. Okay, Jewel?
DM: I don't know how, but you managed to ACTUALLY MANAGED to create an adorable, innocent SLUT. Bravo.
Jewel: Awww, thanks!
DM: Okay... so Sean?
DM: and Summer... are... Siblings?
Summer: Yes, but mine isn't all there *Chuckles* Don't let the blood touch you, its funny stuff.
DM: OOOOKAYYYYYYYY, moving on, Ron?
Ron: Yes, son?
DM: So your a Chaplain, right?
DM: With ties to the inquisition?
Ron: Wasn't always a Chaplain, son.
DM: This is going to be a hell of a story to make, but whatever. Purpose?
Nathan: To make enough to keep the ship flying.
DM: Thats it?
Nathan: Hey, it's harder then it looks.
DM: You know what? FINE. I'll just toss some random shit your way and hope your ready.
Bet you can't guess what this is.... Or how awesome that story would be in the 40K universe.