Feb 18, 2020
:3 *pat pat*
*The boys head lightly squeaks when you pat it*
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:3 *pat pat*
*The boys head lightly squeaks when you pat it*
"Dorn would be disappointed in you, Monster. Look at yourself, and look at the paragon Imperial Fist. You're a twisted mockery of everything he stood for. I killed him so that he wouldn't have to face that he loved a monster as his own son, that killed so many Imperial Fists with its hunger. It would have broken him to learn. But it does not break me. You will die here. Go to hell, and don't let the Void Dragon trip you on the way out." *Flesh and tearing sounds, likely Void Dragon killing Boy.
“What is wrong Boy? You seem even more exhausted than you usually do.”
The voice of the Primarch made the child’s head jerk, his small neck cracking from the sudden sharp movement. “iiimmsorry..Lord dadorable..Im juss tired cause i had a ni-nightmare..”
“Nightmares can not hurt you Boy, they are merely illusions created by your mind. They have no power over you.”
“I know.” The serfs eyes once more returned to the book he had been staring at. Silence swept in to fill the room only to be interrupted now and again by the turning of pages.
“Lord Adorable, are you going to die?”
“Everyone dies one day.” Rogal Dorn replied, the Primarch had barely even paused before answering. “Even we Primarchs.”
“Oh.” Rogal watched as the boy’s hands played with the edge of one of the pages.
“If it is of any consolation, I do not intend to die any time soon. There is too much to be done. I must assist my father in rebuilding the Imperium.” Gently, so very gently, Dorn’s remaining hand came to rest atop the boy’s head. “And I must raise you. One day you will grow into a great man, Boy, and I cannot die before I see that day come.”
Though obscured by his hand Rogal caught sight of Boy quickly dabbing at his eye. “O-okay..”
Dorn nodded and the two once more returned to their reading. After that day no more did boy speak of nightmares.
"Stop there, small child. It is against The Book of Judgement Volume 346-17 Page 3476 Law 12793 to be half as adorable as you are,"
IM NOT GOING BACK TO JAIL
Boy! It's me again I'm back from the sandwich shop. Here is your sandwich and drink, it's Custodes Cola. I think there's a toy in there too. Enjoy you wonderful child.
Thank you!
hippie-viking replied to your post “Hail, Wee Lad! Do you have time to talk about Morkai, The Great...”
Fuck, you got me!
whadid I get you?
(@askbelisariuscawl) "If your lungs are ineffective boy; there are measures that can be taken to upgrade them past the weakness of the flesh. As a Magos I am prepared to design you a pair of augmetic lungs."
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iiits okay! iii told dadorable about it annd what mr jungle fighter said and dadorable thinks its smart for me to start running..so thats what ive been doing! iim not very good at it yet though, but im trying really hard...
ill tell dadorable what you said though! in..in case he think it might be bettter to get them replaced...
[Boy is given a small stack of books with a note that reads, "Knowledge is power." There is no signature.]
T-thank you! Iw-will use my power fur good!
Here ya go kid. It's a laspistol and it's all yours. Be careful with it, ok?
Tthis gun feels heavier than I thhhought it would...