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05/07/11(Sat)17:38 No.14847362>>14847348 “One day, the chaos cultists attacked en mass. They were even more wild and frenzied than before, gleefully jumping over their dead brethren to get into the fight. In their midst was a giant of a space marine, larger than even the Jaws, and covered in blood red power armor. The sword he held in his hand was the same crimson color as his armor, though I doubt any pigment ever touched the blade. The cultists surrounding him were ecstatic in their rage, charging forward no matter how many times they were shot.”
“The sergeant of the Jaws charged towards the Chaos Marine. The other Marine swung at the Jaw’s sergeant with his horrible sword, but the sergeant brought up a spear to block. Then, he thrust the spear’s point through the Chaos Marine’s shoulder, and took his arm off. The one armed marine stared stunned at the stump for several seconds, and then fled screaming. The cultists around him scattered, some running towards us, some following their master, and some turning their own weapons on themselves.”
“The Abyssal Jaws took chase after the Chaos Marine, and, try as we might, we could not catch up with them. Seeing as the chaos threat was eliminated, we became to celebrate. Great quantities of beer were drunk in celebration, songs praising the Emperor were sung, and wild lasguns shots were fired into the air. “ |