Agony unending.

Lesser Xenos who will come to flock to me, know that you will soon be blessed by my gracious attentions. Though filth you are, I can make you better, your bodies stronger, your minds quicker, your dull facades brighter. Aren't I kind, to bless you all with my glorious being?

[caligoascendant]

Hey…you know what’s a great idea, everyone? Following my Mate on her new (and hopefully temporary) blog.  She’s a high quality woman with tons of charm, elegance, and grace.  She’s as clever as she is beautiful.  And she’s got a sense of humor to die for!  @autokratos Just go to www.autokratos.tumblr.com to follow that fine fish of a lovely lady. 

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

I guess out of all the lower lifeforms that fill this wretched website...there’s worse than Valera to follow. I’ve met worse than her. At least she has a somewhat sensible sense of aesthetic and style. One that doesn’t make my stomachs turn in revulsion. Give her a follow. She deserves that much.

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

theshadowedqueen replied to your post:theshadowedqueen liked your post:Good to see I’m...

It’s always good to see people some back after so long ^^

But of course. I’m still around and kicking. Simply have to tend to some aesthetic affairs and things shall be beautiful once more.

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

theshadowedqueen liked your post:Good to see I’m not entirely forgotten. Though I...

That’s right. I see you there liking posts. Good to see that wafting visages can appreciate my arrival. As all good things should.

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

Good to see I’m not entirely forgotten. Though I seem to have such a terrible tendency to let my time here drift away. I’ll be on more once times are less...troublesome. Business as usual, of course.

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

Bar your senses from my “blog” for the while. It’s absolutely horrific how awful it looks. Distracted by the charms of teasing and taunting other races, I’ve let my own appearances fall to disgrace. Disgusting.

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

My my...who knew that such a long while would pass while we were adrift within The Warp. Time seems to be such a fickle thing, all a flutter and flowing. So many changes, tragic that the rather repulsive Mon-keigh’s running this place decided to make it so ugly. Not that it was particularly pleasing before. I suppose this is better than the usual... I’ve already read all the bone tablets at my disposal. And the literature that I’ve borrowed from other members of the crew have been...droll, distasteful, and absolutely drab. However bile inducing this medium might be, at least it is something new. I suppose.

[indigenceinexcusable]

  D —> My culture is dead

D —> It is not pride D —> More an e%pectation of seeing respect reflected if I give it

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

A shame in itself, to be lacking in one's own culture and sap away at the cultures of other species... But of course, respect, a mutually given thing along the pathway to association. An understandable thing to expect, in most cases of social interaction. 

[indigenceinexcusable]

  D —> That is an e%pansive leap to make D —> One that follows little of what came before

D —> I would call it the manifestation of an insecure need to insult, were this not a D —> Polite e%change

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

Oh you must forgive me, I'm just so used to seeing species and all forms of life being so limited and backwards thinking compared to my own. A form of patriotism, if my understanding of the word is correct.  See it not at all as an insecure, xenophobic insult...but more as a prideful remark on myself and my own kin.  I figure you hold a pride towards your own culture, just the same? 

[indigenceinexcusable]

  D —> You are returning to that subject again D —> Sensation

D —> What are you working towards

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

Why the same thing all intelligent species work towards, self improvement. I had no idea that such a thought was so foreign to you. 

[indigenceinexcusable]

  D —> Generally they do not

D —> Yours specifically strike me as average

D —> But that is not necessarily a slight against you

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

Color me rusty then, or that your tendencies cannot handle the sheer beauty my true words would provide if this medium was not so vulgar and crude. Regardless, you'll cast your own light upon me and view me as you see fit.  And obviously with the distance that spans between us, why, I do doubt I could convince you otherwise of any negative or wrong opinion your young mind may end up crafting.  So worry not.  I see no such words or feelings as a slight.  The day is young and sensation can still bloom on fresh senses. 

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

indigenceinexcusable started following you

A short time has passed and already I am starting to garner the attention that was so common for me on this "website". Greetings to you, new comer, I hope you do enjoy the words that shall so gracefully indulge your senses. 

[cosmicjourney1995-deactivated20]

“The scions of the Dark City would never admit that the unceasing hunger at their core is what drives them to such heights of cruelty. Instead they maintain that they act only upon their own desires. Some have even managed to convince themselves of this. In truth, unless our cousins in the Webway feed upon a constant diet of extreme emotion they will slowly wither away, leaving naught but a soulless husk. We of the Craftworlds deny all such urges, and in doing so become less than ourselves. Perhaps it is those that we left to perish who are the lucky ones.”

— Spiritseer Iyanna Arienal, Meditations

Commorragh, the Dark City, is the massive city-state within the Eldar Webway that is the primary home of the Dark Eldar race. It is said to be impossible for outsiders to find, and anarchy and terrorism are a well-established way of life for its debased inhabitants. It is widely believed to be hidden deep within the inter-dimensional labyrinth known as the Webway, described by the Eldar as a “dark stain” growing within their holy pathways. It is a city known to have “wandering shadows that tear apart the unwary” and is bathed in the crimson half-light of the Ilmaea, or “black suns,” dying stars taken from realspace by the Eldar at the height of their technological prowess and installed within their own sub-realms within the Webway to provide Commorragh with light and power. In the final weeks of the 13th Black Crusade of Abaddon the Despoiler in 999.M41, the Eldar collapsed several Webway portals leading to Commorragh, isolating it from much of the rest of the Webway. Given the mutable nature of the Webway, however, the Dark Eldar can still use artificial Webway portals which are a part of their technological base to create temporary tunnels through the Warp to reach realspace. As a result they remain largely unaffected by their Craftworld cousins’ actions.

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

Oh how utterly dull. I return after visiting with my Captains family to find nothing at all upon this "dash" of mine.  No blessed sights. No succulent delights for me to indulge in... Why, I suppose I should fix that, since you lesser species seem to be so terrible at amusing yourselves.  Allow me to give you the delight that is, of course...me. 

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

whitehaireddragon started following you

Though I have been gone for some time, busy with the beauteous mastery of pain and sensation, I am glad to see that the younger races that exist can recognize excellence. As introductions go, I feel oddly kind in giving my own announcements first, so there is no need for you to go about wasting effort in trying to craft a welcome perfectly suited for me.  Lower Xenos being and youngling admist the stars, though I will not actively waste the braincells to translate every vulgar runic symbol to this simplistic machine, I know without a doubt that it shall hold your minor attentions. I am the Acothyst, Vex! Former Haemacolyte of of Drecarus, Arch-Agonist of Tsaevoym and Master of the Sutuered Helix! Trueborn Son of Edsiis and Felrai Lugato! And Medicae Specialist serving aboard the Imperium Rouge Trader vessel Signatus Aslyum under the command of the Rouge Trader Captain Miriam. 

And who might you be and will our meeting sate my cravings for interaction?

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

((My apologies for not being as active as I once was.))

((I am going out to sea for 45 days starting tomorrow and such knowledge has been weighing me down as of late. So to all of those who usually interact with me, thank you for your patience, I do promise I shall be more active once I return. ))

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

Every time I leave for the slightest amount of time...

Something always occurs that continues to garner my attention for an excessively prolonged period that usually ends up with me being quite disappointed. 

My Captain wished for my assistance in traveling down to the surface of some agricultural focused world of her Mon-Keigh kin, having promised me a reasonable tithing of foes to harvest for my continued delving into the enlightened plains of  Pain and Torment... But rather then having any sort of conflict for me to take advantage of, she solves the issue of their civil war with a few choice words and dedications to her "God", that corpse rotting on his throne so far far away.  I am less than pleased, currently, but consider this one of the rare times you'll find me apologetic of robbing you all of my presence. You should all find yourself blessed by whatever false deity you worship that I have ever thought of being so kind.  

[umbralabraxant]

  This is one of the reasons I like you. The effortless way you spin imagery and boast, which is more than completely truthful, is just enchanting. The manner in which you speak is more creatively written than a good third of my library. My human race, however, has branched in to the outer reaches of the universe and back again. They have travelled the stars and the timestream and sent word back from both… which seems a bit more accomplished than the most of the universes I’ve been to.

Exploration and learning requite retention of the information therein, which as of the moment I am very much unable to do. I’ve only just woken up from what I presume is a several month meditation to heal my own mind. It’s not nearly articulate to explore my fancies yet.

[vexatioushaemacolyte]

If you think flattery will sway my opinions, you are mistaken, though it is appreciated to have others acknowledge the truth rather than be lost to the winds of ignorance and blasted by the sands of scorn. However, I do realize we've never actually met so my words, however crude and vulgar they may be translated loosely to these runic symbols dancing before me...are only words till proven otherwise.