[Shinji: Welcome newbies! I am Shinji Matou, head (well, maybe...?) of the Matou clan. I belong to the world of Nasuverse, otherwise known as the eroge world (and if I see one more doujin of me screwing Shirou, I'll come to your world!) of Fate/Stay Night. I am the very first member of the group, so as I say:
Welcome, fellow traveller!]
[Roboute Guilliman: I am the Avenging Son, the 13th Primarch of the Imperium of Man, the forefather of the Space Marine Chapter:
The Ultramarines
And as the second member of the group, I give my salutations to you, o fellow warrior...]
[GoGo Zeppeli: Nyohohoho! Well, if it ain't our lord and saviour, The Avenging Son himself! Usually, you sit in the background, without caring for us peasants. To what do we owe you our pleasure...?]
Though it sounded harsh, Guilliman knew that it was just light banter from the obnoxious rider. Rolling his eyes, he ignored the gold-studded womaniser, instead focusing on delivering his news.
[Roboute Guilliman: Listen Shinji, the Astropaths have sensed unusual activity near the Well of Eternity. We have also sensed an increased activity coming from the Traitors 'The Thousand Sons'. I don't know what this implies, but what I do know is that along with them, Grazfynd, that uncouth of a Krork, tells me that he seemed to have caught a similar scent you emanate coming from near the Well. Take heed of what I say, for, despite being a Psykic Muggle, I have a bad feeling about it...]
[Doom That Stank: Okay, now hold up here. Is this the same 'Roboute Guilliman' I know of? The same one in that retarded board game 'Warhammer 40K'!?]
[Unrequited Dog Who Lost: Ano... can someone please explain to me what this is!?]
[GoGo Zeppeli: Why of course young lady, but first, please send a pic–]
[Belserion: Funny thing really, I somehow seem to have 1000 Points. Wonder what I can do with it~]
[GoGo Zeppeli: Yes ma'am, I'll keep my trap shut]
[Belserion: Well, anyways, here is a PDF file for those who are new, courtesy of our dear Dr. Calvin of the SCP Foundation. Please read it for further details regarding this chat~]
[Unrequited Dog Who Lost: Understood. Thank you bis sis!]
[Doom That Stank: Thank you so much, my beautiful mademoiselle~ Now, about–]
[Belserion: If you're another one that thinks with his dick, I don't mind making another eunuch~]
[Doom That Stank: Understood ma'am... *gulp*]
[Dr. Killinger: Young lad, as advice from someone who's lived longer: Take heed...]
In this sombre atmosphere, nobody knew what to say, or how to comfort Shinji. Just as they were stuck in a stalemate, Shinji heard some clanking from the kitchen. "Kyaah! Senpai, the popcorn machine cannot make that much bacon popcorn! Please stop this nonsense at once!"
[Shinji: Sorry, gotta go. The duo are creating another fucking mess in my kitchen, again!]
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"Ssoooo...this is where dear Nurgle's boy toy got defeated, heeeh... Well, no matter, thanks to their brave 'sacrifice', I now know what to expect. My brave champion, go and conquer this world for me!"
Behind the ever-encompassing gigantic wings, the constantly changing figure of Tzeentch heralded a new expedition to the brand-new world. Behind him stood his champion, Magnus the Red, alongside the living armours that were once the proud Thousand Sons...