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[Reed Teran]

*In the grim darkness of the year 40,000, the Imperium of Man still wages war on many fronts. But now, in the Hades subsystem, a lone hybrid will add a front to the Imperium's roster, as a small craft crashlands on Hades IV, glorious home of the Hades Crimson Raiders, by now an esteemed Imperial Guard regiment for their efforts to halt Tau encroachment on the Hades subsector. Hades IV is relatively peaceful at this point, the Guardsmen doing many recreational things and the down time is keeping morale at an all-time high. All the more for Sigma to be able to move silently....*

 

 

*a ship drifts in space. 3 odd travelers rise from the crew Quarters.*

[Raven]

From the depths of the crater, Sigma stands and walks, his heavy metallic feet making loud clanging noise as he steps out of the crater. "Ah, solid ground, its been too long since I've felt it under my feet, I can't wait to fling it into the void of space." Sigma says with a wide, toothy grin before he looks around, scanning his surrounding. He spots a civilian and coaxes them over telekinetically, looking him up and down.

 

"So this is a human, can't say I'm impressed, pretty plain creatures... I wonder how they taste." Sigma wonders aloud as he reaches for the civilian and snaps his neck, killing the man instantly. 

[Uncle Ben]

Jeff: Is this trip over yet.

[ILOVEVHS]

Max: Sam, weren't we doing something else five minutes ago? My ears are burning from what feels like bullet wounds.
Sam: I don't honestly remember, little buddy. Probably wasn't important anyway.
(Meanwhile in another universe three bloody horse corpses litter a TF2 map)

[RedAuthar]

[Lord Marshal Kirkov is in his command chair sipping warm cup of coffee with the title "#1 Lord Marshal Most High" written on the side.]

Kirkov:  Master Vox, anything interesting on the com?

[Reed Teran]

*and so, Sigma slaughters one of the....5 civilians left on the planet. Amusing.*

 

*in the middle of Kirkov's favorite...coffee break, the Master-Vox rns forth*

MV: Sir! There are reports of a crash landing in the Southern Quarter! There is no response on the hailer!

 

*the ship...is quiet.*

[ILOVEVHS]

(Sam waits by practicing on his banjo, while Max proceeds to stuff random things in his ears as a response)

[RedAuthar]

Kirkov: If it's the Tau again I want them liquified.  

[Pauses]

Kirkov:  Just give it enough of a glance to be fairly sure it isn't the Space Marines again.  

[Uncle Ben]

Jeff: I got stuff to sell, so we better get there quick

[Reed Teran]

MV: we're...fairly sure it isn't the Sons, sir. Single craft, hit like a meteor. Sniper squads are being dispatched, sir.

 

 

*Sigma can vaguely see a distant transport craft landing a ways off, then taking off again.*

 

 

*...nobody's driving the ship.*

[ILOVEVHS]

(With all of the quiet, Max starts looking at the nearest phone, expecting something...)

[Uncle Ben]

Jeff: I dont want the rabbit driving... *Gets in the pilot's chair*

[Raven]

Sigma begins to retch and immediately spits out the chunk of bloody human flesh he had bitten out of the man's neck. 

"Such vile filth! I can't believe I put that in my mouth!" He exclaims between spits, trying to get the taste out of his mouth. In a fit of anger, Sigma holds the corpse up high and spawns his large shoulder mounted cannon and begins charging. Nuclear warning alarms can be heard coming from Sigma as the cannon starts to glow with energy. Taking aim, Sigma fires the a beam of energy point blank, destroying the man in a flash of blinding light.

[Reed Teran]

*and with that...the scouting Sniper squads report a big explosion*

 

MV: Sir...there's a report of an explosion in the Southern Quarter.

 

 

*you can go ANYWHERE! Where will you go?*

[RedAuthar]

[Kirkov sips his cup again]

Kirkov:  Send in a squad to scope it out and liquify it. 

[Raven]

"Such filth... It'd be doing the universe a service to rid it of these putrid humans..." Sigma says as he wipes his mouth, resting his axe on his shoulder, looking around. 

 

"Ah, to hell with it." He says after a moment of thought, opting to fire another beam of energy at the closest building, feeling the need to break something to get attention.

[Reed Teran]

*this gives away his position, as more transports land nearby*

 

MV: another explosion, sir, this time demolishing the old Chapel. Should I notify the Ministorum?

[Uncle Ben]

*Scans near by planets and tries to get info on any planets to sell his wares*

[ILOVEVHS]

Sam: (to Jeff) Good thinking. Unless you actually LIKE hanging onto your seat for dear life.

[RedAuthar]

Kirkov: OF COURSE!  The last thing we need is some lunatic angering the Emperor of Man!  I want this thing liquified, burned to a crisp, and chopped up into sushi!  IN THAT ORDER!