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askebonydarknessdementiaravenway said: ((No Sister-mod, you must arise from your sunken non-euclidean city beneath the waves and help me usher in a literary end of days.))((Ia! Ia Echothulu!I am sorry, ebony-mod, once I get out of this mi-go brainjar, I will be back in action.))
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That is not dead which can eternal lie.
And with strange aeons even death may die.((Modnote: Not dead, merely dreaming. Sororitantics will resume when the brain refreshes))
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((This is why you don’t let me be creative))
War Squigs
Chaos gathered in their masses
Heretic witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of Tzeentch’s construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their taint-wracked minds
Oh Emperor!
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Because I’m bored
((Linux commands converted into faux Latin. Because that’s what I imagine Tech Priests using. Go figure.
Sudiarae aptos-gaetia updatum
Sudiarae aptos-gaetia installiamos….
chay-modum plussito-christe…
Logrotatiae copium truncatio….
grepium minum-christe…
Fiskiamos Minum-Vitiae
Setios Quotatium.))
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((Outside antics have been keeping me offline more than I’d like. But things should be slowing down in the next few days. Until then, I leave you with this inspirational thought.
Butts.
That is all.))
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ask-a-tech-priest asked: Salmon, yellow, green, cobalt, aquamarine
You humble me, honored Wreneath. *Bows* Though we are of different callings, I would take pride in calling you sister.
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sisterofmechanicus asked: Yellow, green, colbalt and a touch of white.
I thank you, Sister, and feel much the same. Though… a touch of white? Surely not.
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askebonydarknessdementiaravenway asked: nivy
A noble, if someone curious, position, diminutive equine. My thanks to you.
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Put a colour in my askbox →
RED- I love you romantically
SALMON- I love you platonically
PINK- I have a crush on you
OLIVE- I used to love you but now I don’t
MAGENTA- I’m secretly in love with you
ORANGE- I don’t think you realise my feelings for you
BLACK- I want to have sex with you
GREY- I want to cuddle with you
SILVER- I don’t know how I feel about you
YELLOW- I want to be friends with you
NAVY- You’re my best friend
TEAL- You complete me
GREEN- I trust you with my life
EMERALD- I’d do anything for you
PURPLE- I’d spend my life with you
COBALT- I feel sad when you get hurt
AQUAMARINE- I’m terrified of losing you
WHITE- You scare me
TAUPE- I want you to die
BROWN- I want to kill you
AMBER- I like seeing you in pain
VERMILION- I hope something horrible happens to you
MAROON- I hate you
PLUM- You are my enemy
PUCE- Life would be better without you
cause I wanna know both as IC and OOC
Okee dokey smokies lets do this.
Make your move upon me, masculine sibling.
Phlease bee kind to us…
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saintcelestine asked: Why of course sister, I see no harm in it.
Ah… Oh, goodness. *Stripping her glove, the Sororitas lay her hand on the hem of the saint’s cloak, then stared at her fingers in disbelief, “… Thank you, Sainted Celestine.I will not forget this moment.”
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And so they went!
Frowning, Echo stepped forward, laying her hands on Zethina’s shoulders. “Come, dear heart. I believe you are next in line, then.” Levelling a stern glare at the sororitas about them, Echo guided Zethina towards the rope barring the picket. “You are absolved by the Emperor, and have nothing to be ashamed of.”
She blinked and looked up at Echo, smiling gently “Thank yew Echo, but hwee get why they run. They theenk hwee are steel bad…” as she shook her head, her face turning serious “But hwee weel proove them wrong eventually. Hwee weel steek to thee right path” With that little speech said, she strode forward towards the slightly taken back guardsman, waiting to help her onto the beasts back.
Leaving Zethina to her ride, Echo fixed the guardsman with a stern look, then went to secure an empty beach chair. Lying back, Echo kept an eye on the little penitent, rummaging in her shorebag for a bottle of ointment to protect herself from the burning sun.
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heresygoesblam asked: Do tell, dear sister.
And what would you know, Commissar? He is… acceptable, as mods go.
((Thanks.))
Though he has little respect for private conversations, it should be noted.
((Just think of me as your own private astral beacon. Always there.))
Heretic.
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saintcelestine asked: Greetings fair sister.
Ah… ah… Saint… Celestine! Ah, f-f- ahem. Forgive me. I am, ah… oh, Emperor bless… May I touch the hem of your cloak? Were I granted thus, surely I would be strengthened against all the vicious stings of Chaos and the Heretic.
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ASK THE CHARACTER ABOUT THE RPER!
~ Ask the character about the RP’er ~
Pretty please, I need a break…
WELL WHY NOT?
((for these, normal Ellie :D))
((I will, of course, be offering translations from ‘Bear’ ))
((Let’s do this thang))
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((I got this in 1990. I was 4. To this day, whenever people talk about video game music being great, this is the track I hear.))
((reblogging from my other account))
