Over the years I've vaguely remembered a game from around the late 90s or extremely early 2000s that had a sort of dark circus vibe to it, one I found out about through a flash-based website that had a spooky carnival soundtrack to advertise the game's release. I'm not sure if it was a Japanese...
Brother Hulic, Group One
"Sir Hulic, these things no longer serve the Emperor. I say we remove these abominations from his light as quickly as we can."
The ancient craft's sudden activity ultimately did little to surprise the Astartes so much as confirm his concerns about what might follow...
Brother Hulic, Group One
"You raise good points Brother, but we must both re-connect with the other boarding parties and discover just what happened to this vessel. Hulic take point, let's see what that blast was. Sister, you cover him, me and the Sergeant have the back."
The time for...
Brother Hulic, Group One
Hulic paused as the explosion would likely be felt as much as heard due to its proximity in such a confined space, autosenses directing a crosshair over the direction of the disturbance yet sighting no signs of anything living at the group's current range. The fire...
Brother Hulic, Group One
"I did. Standard procedure once a boarding team has landed, and I vox'd the ship again after we were contacted. Fucking Tzeentch."
Hulic nodded, as much to acknowledge his fellow Astartes' response as to privately agree with the final sentiment on the matter...
Brother Hulic, Group One
"Brother Hulic, do you have a fix on either the other boarding team or any of the secondary teams?"
The Astartes hesitated briefly before responding, a note of distraction in his voice suggesting this was not the first time he'd encountered the specific sort of...
Brother Hulic, Group One
"Lives are the currency of the Imperium, all He asks is that we spend them wisely."
Hulic's chiseled featured hardened behind his laurel-crowned helmet, the remark rubbing salt in wounds still fresh from whatever dire events would've seen such a well-armed space...
Brother Hulic, Group One
"Hold Brother. Nobody goes off alone; there may be dangers here that may be too much for someone on their own, even an Astartes."
Hulic paused when addressed by the veteran Space Wolf, his shining power weapon drawn back for a second strike meant to sunder the...
Brother Hulic, Group One
As the Sister of Battle addressed the nearby Son of Fenris following their sudden contact with.. something, Hulic's dark eyes narrowed behind the luminous lenses of his studded helmet, his gaze drifting from where the nearby shaft had just been sealed to the...
Brother Hulic, Group One
As Brother Maarku strode forth, so too would a red-eyed shadow follow in his wake, the rustling of a crimson tabard accompanying the solid footfalls of boots whose heavy soles had been temporarily magnetized in the event the torpedo's sudden fusion with the ship's...
Brother Hulic, Private Quarters
Prior turmoil on Ferrus Continentia and the nature of the crew that had escaped most of it had gone entirely unnoticed by the Astartes kneeling in one of the private chambers aboard the Valiant Light, its trappings almost obscenely luxurious in contrast to what...
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