#jackass-biomancer

Then, he spread his wings open, puffing out his chest, and said, “Shoo!”

“No little c-countess.” He chuckled and pulled his pen just a bit further from her grasp. “I already g-gave you my other pens, did I not?” He asked her before casting his eyes to the several pens that laid discarded upon his floor. 

I agree entirely and think, personally, we should hire more erotica authors until 40K becomes a Freudian hellscape so jam-packed with innuendo and confusing eroticism that readers are forced to decide if they want to use their book pages to mop up tears or the shameful climaxes that can only result from perusing a Squat on Carnifex love scene

it had been a few hours since he had arrived and everything went down. After Meli left Ulfric had just decided to do some light reading before turning in for the night. He promised himself to pay the hotel handsomely for the inconvenience that was himself. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard a knock at the door. He quickly put on a shirt and headed towards the door. he got to the door saying “Who is it?” in as polite a tone as possible and looked through the spyhole to see for himself.

The hug was not unexpected, and perhaps robbed him of some ‘chaos points’ as it was in front of everyone. He didn’t care. Abaddon hugged Meli right back, just as tight. “How you been?” he grunted into her hair.

Dante turned his mask-covered face down to see what manner of creature had made the noise. It reminded him of a smaller version of a felinid that was native to Baal. “Where did you come from?” he asked it; the instinct to talk to small, furry creatures appeared to survive the transition into transhuman. “What can I do for you? Are you hungry?”

He is only 1600, he is far too young for you. 

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