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"Hey! My mamma did done learn me everythan' I know!" Bloodbath joked. Then, he stabbed Titan in the heel. "Just payback. And, y'know, the fact that I was created to destroy things like you. No hard feelings, just instinct. I am an idiotic animal, or so everyone thinks," he sullenly glared. He then said, "I am fireproof, y'know. I might be of some help for taking that birb out."
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Bloodbath decided to Bloodrun as fast as he could to the CoC. Then, he made every single rude gesture he could think of towards Titan. Four times.
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"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Marine flesh is delicious!" Bloodbath proclaimed as he devoured another space marine's head, holding a limb of that marine in each hand, using them to beat the marine's to death.
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"Mmm. That wind smells quite splendid," Bloodbath said, as he grew another pair of arms, along with more Shardclaws.
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"Black is a color? Wrong. You will still be living after this encounter? Wrong. I will not have fun ripping you to shreds and giving you to the Bloodbath? Wrong!" Bloodbath cried with a maniacal glee, extending his Shardclaws to nearly a foot each, and dislocating his jaw for bigger bites. "What's red and smells like blue paint?" Bloodbath mocked, yet before anyone could answer, he screeched, "RED PAINT!" and with that commond, the field(?) was flooded with hundreds of gallons of the stuff.
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Bloodbath charged towards the weird looking thing with six arms. He felt sad, because he only had two arms. It was all okay, though. Soon, the Titan would have zero arms and zero legs, and zero heads, and zero being alive, and zero spikes. Also, zero anything, because Bloodbath was hungry.
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Bloodbath decided that he thought infants tasted good. The end, at least for them. Good thing was, they were just small pieces of Shoggoth. Bloodbath was, quite frankly, absolutely storming insane.
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Bloodbath gave up on waiting for Death to respond, and decided to kill as many Chaos marines as he could in 117 minutes. He had just managed 18 in 45 minutes, so this should be fun. He would, simply put, make the skies rain with the blood of demons.
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As Death walked through the Alleyverse, a flow of blood formed from a crack in the wall. "Death, we pledge ourselves unto thee, though we have done much of your work, we wish to become your champion, if you would acquiesce to this request."
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As a young Black Crusade trainee walked into a bar, without his armor, he felt like he had to use the restroom. So he walked down the hall. Opened the door. And nearly screamed. Affixed to the ceiling were seventeen dead bodies, and the ground was covered in almost half a foot of blood. Then. He saw Bubbles in the blood. He shot at the bubbles, but nothing happened. A gurgling sounded beneath his feet. Then, a demon shot out of the water, stabbing his claws into the young man's neck. Bloodbath twisted the trainee's neck, and snapped it. Then, he took out a few stakes from a pouch on his side and affixed the corpse to the ceiling. And with a gurgle of blood down the drain, Bloodbath was gone.
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A blue man walked into a tent, far away from all the conflict. Oi Jaco, say the Words. "Breaking things and setting them on fire is fun." That wasn't it but I'll count it for the moment. A red and black Shardblade formed in Jaco's hands. There were flames rising off of it, and then, with a snap of his fingers, Jaco set his tent on fire. "The world will burn. It is their punishment." The voice came not from Jaco, but a skeletal being a few feet nearby. It was nearly ten feet tall, and it leaned down to open the door to Jaco's tent. "I am the spren you call Brand. But I am not truly a spren. I am half ashspren, a quarter voidspren, an eighth angerspren and another eighth skaze. I was made by scientists in the Cognitive Realm to be the ultimate weapon." Jaco looked down at his Shardblade, which was dripping blood and surrounded by a faint layer of symbols, ones not from Roshar, but from the distant land Sel, a Shardworld Hesseeri had told him about. His spren began speaking again. "I am Mirv, He Who Destroys. And we are the Bloodbath, Bringer of the Butchering. All of those fools who fight for the AlleyCity are mistaken. It must be destroyed to cleanse the world. We will cleanse." The blade melted into Jaco's flesh, turning it read in streaks like that of a Singer, with angerspren boiling out of his skin. "I will cleanse and destroy, for we are the Bloodbath," Jaco swore. He was no longer a Dustbringer, although he kept those abilities. He was... Bloodbath.
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Jaco decided he was tired of not being around for the fun stuff so he broke out of the asylum and decided that salamanders were slimy nasty creatures and ugly. Then, he took off his mask to reveal a completely normal face, for a Siah Aimian. Jaco traveled to join the anti-DA people, because he wanted cookies that were good for him. And because he doesn't like the Black Crusade. Because the Crusades suck.
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Crackpot Theories (A game)
little wheel replied to Toaster Retribution's topic in Forum Games & Random Stuff
Proof: Up is relative, so the Ghostbloods are above them. Theory: Jasnah is a Voidbringer. -
Jaco ate some of the padding of his walls in celebration.
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Do you think I am the TUBA spy?
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Least favorite number? Do you think I am the TUBA spy?
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Do you think I am the TUBA spy?
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Jaco realized that he could be sane with the event of the Alleyverse gaining a subforum, and therefore, he no longer spoke in poetry and was happy.
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Death got a terminal case of Deathitis because he dabbed.
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Jaco awoke after a deep sleep, feeling more well-rested than he had in weeks. He then realized he was in a small, padded room, with a single window that could be lifted for food. I’m in therapy, that’s so good for me, Jaco thought.
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Can I have a future?
