Forums » Fantasy Roleplay » Trixie's Bar (Everyone welcome)

"I think that my genetically engineered Astartes physiology is the only thing preventing me from having an aneurysm in reaction to the sheer stupidity, for lack of a better word, of this spectacle."

"Brother-Leiutenant, I am just simply too dumbstruck"

Azumi left the bar... only to return with this.



"Hello dear friends!" She squealed in excitement "Hive Fleet Marshmallows just gave me these wonderful baby Hormagaunts! They're like little puppies!"

The baby tyranids were giving the Astartes in the bar puppy eyes. Azumi was doing the same because she's objectively cuter.

Kiyohime and Ren entered the bar as well.

"Anchin-sama are those...?" Kiyohime stammered

"Yeah, mom's been hangin' around a hive mind. Let's, uh, go somewhere else..."

They left in with terror in their eyes.

He reached down and picked one up still slackjawed. "I......"

It was at this point that the sheer incomprehensibility of this whole situation finally broke Lieutenant Tolmeron, and he proceeded to turn and leave the bar silently.

Drael sighed. "At least they're cute..."

He did agree that Azumi was significantly cuter. "So you have Disco, Mr. Tinkles, Cookies, and these Hormagaunts?"

Andrew picked one of the baby Tyranids up. "How did you domesticate these, Ms. Azumi?"

Andrew had a lot of respect for Azumi regardless of her childlike and innocent antics. Part of him really believed that if Azumi ever got angry (provided she was capable of even getting angry) that she could possibly be a galactic and perhaps even universal-scale threat, but it was unlikely due to them sharing the spirited, kind-hearted, carefree, happy-go-lucky attitude.

Mathius couldn't help but come out and picked one up and cradled it and started cooing and speaking in "baby voice" to the adorable Tyranid. "Such a cute baby boy! Yes he is!"