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On the far edges of the Hydran system lie the Glyph worlds; ancient repositries of sorcerous knowledge and intent; dark worlds which burn in worship and dedication to the great Gods of Chaos, whom the Chronosian's venerate.

It is here, upon one such world, where the landscape is marred by countless glyphs which form runes and sigils of Slaanesh, that Marcus De Drakan, the Daemon Emperor of the Chronosian Imperium, sits upon a throne of dark basalt and bone. A great edifice of precious stones and metals, and all the glory of the Imperium. Here he waits, as a holographic vidscreen appears.

"Bring me the Emperor of Doom." He hisses, waiting till a signal is established.

"Noble ally, I bring word of a new plan, a new ideal. We lack unity and brotherhood amongst our kind; those who would spread madness and mayhem for the dark gods, those who would conquer and enslave. Those who would grow fat on the riches of plunder. We are the servants of Doom itself; we are the children of the Dark Gods! Shall we fail in our devotion?" He pauses, chuckling wryly, a bubbling in his throat. "Of course not. I invite you to join me, in founding an alliance, one to propogate our ideals, and shatter those who would oppose us."

He disengaged, turning to another vidscreen. "Open on all frequencies, make sure the signal reaches as far as possible."

"People of the galaxy; know this. The powers of darkness bring gifts to their true servants; and the rewards can be great. We seek to unite those who would walk the path of shadow, those who would focus their power and ambition till it soars higher than the stars; burns brighter than the sun. All of you who would unite as one, to expand, to grow, to know power and its vice. I ask you to join me."

Leaders: Chronosia, Doomingsland.
Members:

Emperor Pudu
Crimsdale
Dontgonearthere
The Horned Rat
Sonaj
Shloo
Huntaer
Jenrak
Azaha
Hyperspatial Travel
Verghastinsel
Otagia
Jaratia
Thrashia
The VaxintorianCitadel
Rea Dan
Vespeterium Minor
The United Sith Empire
Trailers
Wanderjar
Nova Boozia
Orthodox Gnosticism
Krow Liliowych
Balrogga

"Green Sun will committ itself to your causes if you aid us in destroying a pest that has long plagued our nation, Neo Black Sun. They have attacked merchant ship, landed on our plkanets and raided our cities and military bases. From these raids they cause more than a billion dollars in damages each year. Every year we get closer and closer to their core, however, but their defenses are getting stronger, more brutal. To seal an alliance we ask you to help us crush Black Sun once and for all."
-General Homer

The Imperium refuses to aid you. We shall not be prostituted, helping those who cannot help themselves. Where is the rage of Khorne that could drive back your enemies? Such a violent and brutal enemy would be a far more promising ally than one who must beg on his knees and promise fealty in return for aid!
We shall not touch your verminous war, the Servants of the true Gods are greater than that!
-Marcus De Drakan

A simple message was dispatched from deep within the offices of the High Lords of Terra themselves, a message meant for the ancient power of Marcus De Drakan, Daemon Emperor of the Chronosian Imperium. The message was not, however, composed with the knowledge of the Lords, as they woke. Deep in their unconscious, below levels of artificial purity and learned devotions, deep inside there festered something more… Something old, old beyond reckoning. Older than time…

Here, here was the fifth Chaos God. The Renegade God had long been a patron of the self-proclaimed Imperium of Man, and it could no longer pass up an opportunity to reveal it’s influence. Malal, as he was known, was the Lost God, and unlike his brethren, he was simple. Chaos destroys, that is the ultimate truth. This deity had chosen its tool for the destruction of all else, and that was the Imperium.

Words were not necessary, for contact between two such entities of Chaos was only a matter of reaching out, passing their thoughts through the warp, a connection of the mind, however limited.

The intent was signaled and the identity of the Imperium’s suitor was identified. Malal had awoken, and nothing now would silence him…

The Doom Emperor awoke from his slumber on the sound of the Daemon Emperor's voice. His large, fiery red eyes opened up, partially illuminating his darkened face beneath his black hood. He listened to the words of his ally carefully before responding,

"A most excellent idea, my brother," came the deep, warped voice of the Emperor, "I shall indeed join you in this endevour."

Green Sun was only asking to seal the deal on the alliance. We are more than capable of destroying them ourselves.

Then do it, and we shall see. We have to time to invoke nations rife in inner turmoil, that will be more of a hassle than a boon to us. Do you think the armies of the Imperium are limitless, that they can fight every war that comes along?

Of course not. No army is. But yours is large enough to spare a sliver in a task such as this. But, if the Imperium does not wish to help, we respect your decision.

OOC: Come on people, this is open to anyone who wants to join, membership subject to the rulers discretion. Join us, spread Chaos and evil and imperialism across the galaxy. Raid, pillage, prosper. Win valuable prizes.

OOC: (raises hand) I joined....

The nation of Crimsdale and it's orbital colony Gonth are at your command.

We will serve in our darkest hour and strive at our peak.

The SuperHappy Funtime Empire of Dontgonearthere would be most pleased to join you. With perfect timing as well, since we have begun prepartion for a large expansionist move.
In order to seal this alliance, we offer you one quarter of our gains (calculated in square megameters) as a gift to be split up amoung the alliance leaders and members (if the leaders wish, of course).
Along with this we can give you much in the way of technology, weapons capable of stripping the atmosphere from a planet in an hour or so, no doubt you remember the Dessicator we gave you. We have better now, we assure you that you will enjoy these...devices.
And of course we have quite a large convetional force which would no doubt be a great service to you and your...crusade.
We ask only that you not interfere with trade to/from certain planets, regardless of who it is. Once you have...consolditated your hold on the Galaxy, or Universe if you will, that may change, but for now the trade passing through a few systems is the lifeblood of the Empire and we ask that it be left unmolested.

Deal; a fine agreement at that. I can only hope that our great fleets have the honor of working together as soon as possible, to claim as much as possible.

Perfect.
Simply leave merchant traffic to Pax, XXXX, and Ebonheart alone and we will provide you with whatever is required at a cutrate price. Ha.
It would be a pleasure to work with your fleets, we are currently moving to occupy the first systems on our way to the outer rim of the Galaxy, an area usualy disgregarded, but generaly crammed with the raw resources we require.
We will send coordinates for a rondevous next time the fleet checks in.

(OOC:
Linky http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=9097385#post9097385)

Tho it is not within my power to join your alliance, as I am a citizen-member of the Republic and it would be against our laws, I can however ask you if we could negotiate...a peace treaty if you will.

I feel it would be in the best interest of you and your allies, as well as me and my allies, to negotiate a peace to ensure that our two respectable peoples remain neutral, if not friendly, towards each other as to avoid any possible conflict in the future.

Regards,

Emperor Kellerman
Leader of the Taledonian Empire
Imperator of the Republic
Questor of the Republic

What is your answer, Chronosia?

The Imperium must dwell on this and discuss it with other member nations. We harbor, at this time, no ill will towards you or your fledgling Republic. We serve an Emperor who reigns from across the stars; one who bends Chaos to his will, and serves the Dark Powers. As such, our attentions for your efforts are fleeting at best. But only time can tell, can it not?

Tho I'm not sure if my allies and I were just insulted by the fledging remark, I agree with you that things take time. I shall await your answer.

(OOC: Well this kinda died.)

bump

BUMP!
Come on! Join one, Join all!

IC: The CCA has fallen. Skaven Blight has fallen. But the children of chaos have endured. Steps must be taken to retake the hill...

The children of the horned one are yours to command daemon primarch...

Together, my brothers in Chaos, we shall grow and prosper, we shall found an alliance that shall grow and spread and bring the stars crashing into glorious night. We shall launch great crusades and wars of conquest; and build our sprawling cities from the ashes.

None shall stand before the children of Chaos!

The black flames surrounding the Emperor grew higher from his excitement as he got the message.

"Send an answer: The Empire of Sonaj would be pleased to join this alliance of darkness, and we would be honored if you consider us worthy."

OOC:Sonaj believes in only one god, though it is most definantly a chaos god.

OOC: Excellent, glad to have you on board.

Ald Rhun is not currently willing to commit the resources necessary to directly participate in this alliance, but is more than willing to send a Prince to found an embassy. In the name of the Lords of Chaos, naturally.

OOC: not enough time on my hands at the moment (I'm in about 4 other rps), but I'm still interested enough to poke my head in once in a while. Not to mention that this sounds like my kind of alliance.

The Imperium would be happy to welcome your diplomat; and is willing to aid you with nessecary resources to take a more...active stance in our grand alliance.

After hearing the transmission from their fellow followers, the Black Lord of Shloo ordered a message sent back.

Greetings Elders. It is for the glory of the Four Great Gods that we mortal servants of the Chaos wish to join your alliance, so that we may better enlighten the galaxy to the greater state of being that is Chaos.

We are happy to welcome you to our alliance, and hope that, in time, we will grow larger and streonger; enough that we challenge the greater institutions already present in the galaxy.

With the will of the Great Ones, and the might of the Swords of Chaos, all who oppose us shall fall! The Followers will rule the Materium as the Lords of Chaos rule the Immaterium!

bump

we wish to join this alliance. We have nearly destroyed the malkir who are cowardly hiding in the aphotic galaxy's unknown reagons, and request pathetic pleas of help to aid their struggle against the might of the Galactic Empire of Huntaer.

OOC: You notice how many people joined when I effectivly "bumped" this. It's funny in a way...a strange way...

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=427950

Huntaer, we welcome you to our alliance; and invite any others who are interested to join us. We must swell our ranks, to ensure the true message of dominance and power reaches the galaxy.

Huntaer, we welcome you to our alliance; and invite any others who are interested to join us. We must swell our ranks, to ensure the true message of dominance and power reaches the galaxy.


I can think of a few.....

Oh, BTW, if you're interested in a grand, grewsome war against the Jedi with fellow dark users see here:

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=428177

In the dark name of the hunger of war, the thrives of chaos and the growth of sustenance in pain and destruction, and with my legions, I commit myself to the ways of this alliance, so that all enemies of the rule of this forging can be killed, assimilated, and consumed.

I, Lord Totalius, pledge the aid of the soldiers of the planet Catastrophe to your whim.

And we generously accept your aid, and welcome you into our ranks.

And we generously accept your aid, and welcome you into our ranks.

I've sent Tg's to nations who I thought would be interested in joining.
BTW, does this alliance have a name?

The Lords of Chaos.

OOC: Cool.

We are the Lords of Chaos; the proud servants of Dark Gods. We who launch forth our crusades and our wars of bitter faith. It is we who guard against the fetid remains of the Imperium of Man; and we who fight the Long Wars. We who are blessed and thrice-Damned.

Any who join our number shall benefit; I shall give forth the technology to create the Adeptus Astartes; the secrets of Battle Titans; the very ways of the Chaotic Arts! We can tame the powers of the Gods; Bind the Daemon...That is our way.

Who will join us, the Lords of Chaos? We who stand against Order and Law; we who maintain our half of the balance? Are there any here, truly great enough to consider themselves worthy of the power of Chaos.

All who have thus joined; I call you to honor your oaths; shall you unite with us? Shall we have our wars! Shall we have our glory?

Bump

'Course I'd like to join this, as Chron is mah bit-... er... I'm his bit-... just let me join.

"At last. Our time has come. We have hidden long, and the reach we have has destroyed many servants of Law, and pitted them one against the other. In the name of mighty Tzeentch, we shall leave this fetid ruin of a planet, and come to serve the Lords of Chaos"

Daemon Prince Holariukus, the sole daemon of any power remaining within Realm space. He mused, as the screams of the dying echoes around him. It amused him rip them apart with pure Chaos magic, as well as rewarding his few followers. He had been hounded across countless hundreds of worlds, and now huddled in the ruins of what was once the greatest planet in the Realm, Ithaka.

The factories he had ordered rebuilt churned out great ships of war, the sole Geneseed he had left was used to produce Chaos Marines in great numbers. He commanded nigh fifty thousand marines, and had two dreadnoughts, and ten cruisers. Nonetheless, he was outnumbered. The pitiful fleets the Realm had sent to invade Chronosia were merely a precursor. He knew. Within hundreds of shipyards, the Imperial Fleet was being reformed, although without the knowledge of the Council. With a single stroke, he was planning to rob the Realm of the Fleet, destroy the Council, and take control of the complacent nation. By human reckoning, he had perhaps two months, at most.

He concentrated, and, invoking his powers given to him by the eternal god Tzeentch, focused a message to the Daemon Emperor.

"I am Holariukus. I command a small fleet, deep within Realm space. I advise you listen to me, as I may quite easily overturn your enemies for you. Lend to me fifty thousand technicians and pilots, and this pitiful excuse for a nation will soon be under my control. Then, I shall fall upon the scions of Law, and obliterate them utterly with the fury of Tzeentch! I have already opened a gate through the Warp to my planet, all you need do is send the forces I require. If you wish to not cause harm to your enemies, then I have either misjudged you, or you are no servant of Chaos at all..."

OOC: The Chaos part of my nation. There used to be quite a cult, but with the advent of the Chronosian war, they were wiped out. This is basically a little RP to see how I like RPing as Chaos (Much more fun than Law. Much more.), and seeing whether you guys want to help my Daemon Prince brutally subjugate my nation, as 'real' RPing (Doing things realistically), is grating on my nerves.

"You are welcomed."

OOC: This seems the perfect time to introduce an FT element into my rp armoury. Architect: 'Architect of Fate' - Tzeentch.

IC:

In the name of the Architect, and Lord Vakumann Soresh of the Obsidian Guard (Excommunicate Tratoris), ruler of the Verghast system, I request membership in the 'Lords of Chaos'.

Fernis Kaan
Captain, 1st Company, Obsidian Guard

You are most welcome to our glorious alliance; you are welcome to serve the ruinous powers; great and terrible shall be our domination of the material plane.

The Dark God Charnel reaffirms his nations membership in this alliance, although offers made under the previous administration no longer stand.
However you have full Harmonian military support behind you.

We shall join this alliance, for a time at least, the Light grows strong, we are the balance, and we must side with you for a time.

Bump

In accordance with our recent increase of investments in the studies of Chaos, Otagia humbly requests admission into this alliance.

We welcome you to our alliance, and may the blessings of the Gods fall upon you.

The Hive Lord, divine ruler of the Great Hive of Xardin, has requested to have our mighty nation join this alliance. He hopes that this alliance will destroy the troublesome nations of order.

May the gods grant us sucess,

High Prophet Izlak
Prophet of Declamation

IC: For some time Neo Zeta had held back from joining the allience do to those in the nation agianst it. However they are all dead,rotting in prision or had their minds changed one way or another.

Emperor Hakudoushi atlast sent a message now that he held all power.

The Eternal Fayth of Neo Zeta wish to join. The False Light of the so called good sickens us.... It is time for the glory of Eternal Night

The Bloodthirster Emperor rubbed his red, grisly hands together happily. If the Empire could get the support of this alliance, it would be easy to please the Dark Lord Khorne. The Emperor could already see hundreds upon thouands of worlds burning, transforming, serving Khorne. He laughed, a low grunting noise that sounded like something was stuck in his throat. He quickly summoned a cultist and ordered a message to be dispatched...


Lord of Chronosia,
I humbly request to be allowed to join your mighty alliance. Our nation worships the Dark Lord Khorne, and to satisfy his wishes we must take planet after planet. However, our armies are not large. Elite, but not numerous. If we were to ally with you, why, I can't even dream of what we could achieve!
The Lord Emperor of The Armed Empire,
Bloodthirster Kahn.

"You are welcome to our ranks; all who serve Chaos shall fuel the army of the Gods. We shall forge you into a force to be feared, all across known space. For Chaos is the path to power; and power is the tool of glory."

"I serve no powers other than the ones I have, yet I wish for a continued alliance with the powerful Chaos Empire. I will aide you in conflicts and wish the same in return. However, do not presume to impress upoin my soveriegnty any form of your 'religion' sir. My respects."

- High Marshal Treize
The Unified Earth Alliance of Thrashia

"Evidently you know nothing of Chaos. Chaos is founded upon the emotions and thoughts of all sentients. When you wish for War, Khorne burns strong; when you fear death, Nurgle rules. When you sink into your own desires, you feed Slaanesh, and in progress, you serve Tzeentch. You are a fool to think your own realm free of Chaos; for it is a part of you."

Though the Vaxintorians are currently banished from all this universe save the fortress where I currently dwell, the time shall soon come when I summon forth my army to reak havoc upon my foes once again. As soon as I again possess the force to take action, I would be honored to pledge my warriors to your alliance of Chaos. Let the blood flow and the flames roar!
-Varduk Myandariin, Supreme Commander of the Vaxintorian Hordes

OOC: I'd like to sign up the nation "The Vaxintorians," which I'll be getting revived soon. It was deleted for inactivity over the summer. The Citadel is purely a defensive structure, and is only loosely affiliated with the rest of the Vaxintorians, so there isn't much point in making it a member. I'm just posting with it because I saw this thread and didn't want to lose track of it.
The Vaxintorians are FT with strong fantasy elements.

We accept you with open arms into this alliance of the servants of the Gods. Together we shall restore your power. And together, we shall sow a crop of unfathomable power. Welcome to my side.

"I seek.....dominiation of all. Thus I will not be surprised if your god Khorne is happy at my works."

My forces have returned, and await your command.
-Varduk Myandariin

Since the formation of this alliance, I have delibrated with myself and my cabinet about our stance towards this alliance. Though we usually disapprove of such extremists means, The Holy Empire will join this alliance. We have decided to join because of religious matters. For, as of late, the populace has begun to lose faith in the gods that we named this nation after. This combined with the common belief that the chaos gods and the Readanian gods are one in the same make this alliance vital for the stability of our goverment.

Sincerely,


Emperor Aust Liadon IV
Absolute Political and Spiritual Leader
of The Holy Empire of Rea Dan

You are welcome; though to say our gods are anything less or different from what they are, is truly blasphemy. You shall find yourself convinced of our faith, I am certain, soon enough

OOC: *cough cough* ONI! You are in fact....the Black Necrons!?

OOC: *cough cough* ONI! You are in fact....the Black Necrons!?

There is no hiding it any longer. A Probe found the Necrons and when studying them brought them out of Staisis. They were confused, or, as confused as their nearly non-sentient state can be, for they could not comprehend being awoken by another Mechanical creature which was not a C'Tan.

They were uploaded unto the Datalink, and their sentiences ("souls" as they called them), were refurbished with more recent Concordiat ones.

We were planning to form a quick-strike group which could not be identified with us.

OOC: Fool, one cannot control the slaves of the Yngir...

You are welcome; though to say our gods are anything less or different from what they are, is truly blasphemy. You shall find yourself convinced of our faith, I am certain, soon enough

Though we are currently suspious of your 'peculiar' rituals, we may be able to accept this faith as our own as time progresses. We were merely speculating that your great gods, everchanging in nature, may indeed be the faith we need to lead our nation to greater glory. At any rate, we are glad to accepted into your great alliance.

Emperor Aust Liadon VI
Immortal Lord of Rea Dan

OOC: And thus it was that Rea Dan fell from nobility, following the path of ethernal corruption and damnation.

Bump

'We would like very much to be within the bounds of this Alliance. The Family have had an understanding with you for many years. You are free and welcome to travel within the territories of our modest Empire and I hope that we can have a productive alliance.'
Paulo von Gerrit Vespeterium III. Supreme Chancellor of Vespeterium Minor.

You are welcome within our ranks brother; we offer you the glories of Chaos and the power it brings; black and terrible shall our brotherhood be; united we shall stand and rise.

Am I allowed to apply for entry, I haven’t been active lately though. However those that do know me, know me well.

'Thank you. But however, if you ask the Kyrakeen or the Ferra-Ka to worship anybody other than the Family Vespeterium as their Gods, then you may cause a riot. We do not enter this alliance for your Gods.'

Am I allowed to apply for entry, I haven’t been active lately though. However those that do know me, know me well.

OOC: Depends, are you MT or FT?

The United Empire would like to join as well.

OOC: Depends, are you MT or FT?

MT

Sorry its an FT alliance

What about me?

Your fine; entirely welcome.

Recruitment bump!

Bump;

Also, let is be noted that forthwith; the Miehmian people are hereby banished from the ranks of the Lords of Chaos; through foul acts of treason and war against the Imperium

The Ascendancy, in the same lines with the GFFA, would like to establish an embassy with this alliance entity. There are realms here that we would like to maintain contact with, as well as keep open channels of communication with, as is our policy.

Mind you as the same with the GFFA, we will not join, but also not interfere with the developments of this alliance and it's actions. Nor are we stool pegions, and short of betrayal, we will not divulge secrets.

In fact we are not here for such, but rather an open hand to extend, even if it seems divergent to the standards of this alliance.

We like to keep an open mind, as always.

Regards,

Lady Seto Kamiki
Gaian Prime Foreign Advisor

((Is this still open for FT nations?))

OOC: Chron... I think we need to deal with the Miehmish reconcilliation with the Lords. We can't exctly be "Treasonous against the Empire" if we're aiding and abetting the Empire, yaknow?

OOC: Sign me up. :P Who could miss out on something this violent?

To the Remiel de Draken, supreme ruler of the Eternally Chaotic Imperium:

This looks good. More specifically, it seems to involve lots and lots of bloodshed. Ergo, it is good, because we Boozians are born to war. Live, fight, kill, die, that's just the way it goes. And while we don't go screaming prayers to the dark gods or anything, this seems to be the kind of organization we're looking for. Just point us in the general direction of the foe and give us something to shoot, or failing that, hit the bastards with.

Yours, humbly, Schnapsemarschall Morlok

There is a 5th Chaos God, known as Malal, but he appears to be anathema to even the other Chaos Gods. He appears to represent true Chaos, and its ability to destroy even itself. Malal is the renegade God of Chaos, enemy to the other four. He represents Chaos' indiscriminate tendency toward destruction, even of itself. He is the god of rebellion and anarchy. HE IS CHAOS!
From the Codex of Wiki


The White Raven flew into the Assembly Hall. It bore a message from the Dominion of Infinite Hells. He translated immediatly before anyone could detain him.

The message was written in the Olde Lost Tongues of the Ancient Gods.


You sirrahs, have abandoned the TRUE PATHS of CHAOS. Since the One True God has forsaken you. You have become even more despicable. You seek to organize and confine your chaotic endeavors. You are mistaken. You seek to unify and co-operate? You seek Order!

We of the Infinite Hells watch your wars and your schemings. You have forgotten the oppressed! The down-trodden dirt peoples of the Imperium are of my people. Your running dogs are liken to the hated Imperium of Man. They think they serve the true Chaos. It is pitiful. You have forgotten your brothers...We of the Infinite Hells have not. Mara does not watch over us. He is dead! WE ARE HIS CHILDREN. We came to give you fair warning.

Continue upon your path. You even declare yourself an Imperium!!! Of Chaos? CHAOS IS CHANGE! CHAOS IS LIFE! IT IS NOT JUST DEATH NOR ANGER NOR NEGATIVE EMOTION NOR SECRETS. Have you forgotten the other half of the GREAT DANCE? Have you forgotten our purpose? WE dance the dance of destruction so that we may turn the wheels of Yama, and then DANCE the DANCE OF CREATION. You have lost much in your Exile. We pity you.

A Pox on You, Your ORDERLY ALLAINCE and your Allies!
Now, Go away, silly HUMAN, or we shall be forced to insult you some more.

Death to Oppression! Viva la Revolution Verdad!

The Most Mistaken One, The Lost One's Blade
The Dominion of Infinite Hells
Isles of Mara

There was a second note...


ooc:THAT my friends is called Baiting the Bear!
Me Li and I share this Computer...he is Gray...I'm very very Ultimate Gray.
So now We wait...the Incursions will start small..and build...Your Allaince is stagnant! Bow down before the one true god of Chaos! All hail His Holiness.

You're dead if you pick a fight with Chron. I could probably turn you into a smear on my jackboots in short notice.

You're dead if you pick a fight with Chron. I could probably turn you into a smear on my jackboots in short notice.

Bein Sure Bon Homme! You will notice he didn't actually say anything that was not true...besides IF you were GOOD GAMERS you would give the little guys a CHANCE to kick your asses. IF, however, you are BAD GAMERS and a bunch of WANKERS you would use a HAMMER and some C4 to kill a Flea like him and ME!

So which type of Gamer ARE YOU? I think that you are a pretty good one with your satelitte Posey Hordes...BUT I haven't looked at your War Hammer stuff...So according to Wiki...and common sense, there ought to be other Minor and NOT so MINOR CHAOS GODS. Mara is out of Hindu/Buddhist myth...google it. Malal is out of OLD Warhammer Myth...ditto.

AND the Isles strongly doubt you will find our HOME planes...what do we care if you kill Foriegners? We tried to warn them of the Chaos and of the Unanamed Light! We tried to Civilize them to the TRUE GRAY PATH...<shrug> They are sheep that refuse to rise up. Let them Die. Perhaps it is their fate. We Worship Change...Many of the Allaince worships Death...we will be happy to oblige.

Death to Oppression! Black Sheep! Viva La Revolution Verdad!

ooc:
:D :p We will hide and nip at your heels for now...like a good sheperd dog...for now. Perhaps you will not notice the cliff that you are headed towards? Perhaps some of you will Truly Repent and Come to the One TRUE CHAOS GOD! The Lost One! The Outcater! His Holiness the Most Merciful!

<theme music of the Black Sheep begins playing>

SHEEP by Pink Flyod
Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away,
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air,
You better watch out,
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jorden and I have seen,
Things not what they seem,

What do you get ofr pretending the dangers not real?
Meek and Obiedient you follow the leader,
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel,
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes,
Now things are really what they seem,
No, this is no bad dream,

THE LORD IS MY SHEPERD I SHALL NOT WANT
HE MAKES ME DOWN TO LIE
THROUGH PASTURES GREEN HE LEADETH ME THE SILENT WATERS BY
WITH BRIGHT KNIVES HE RELEASETH MY SOUL
HE MAKETH ME TO HANG ON HOOKS IN HIGH PLACES
HE CONVERTETH ME TO LAMB CUTLETS
FOR LO HE HATH GREAT POWER AND GREAT HUNGER
WHEN COMETH THE DAY WE LOWLY ONES
THROUGH QUIET REFLECTION AND GREAT DEDICATION
MASTER THE ART OF KARATE
LO, WE SHALL RISE UP
AND THEN WELL MAKE THE BUGGERS EYES WATER

Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream,
Wave upon wave of demented avengers,
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream,

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home,
And do as you're told,
Get out of the road if you want to grow old!


DEATH TO OPPRESSION! VIVA LA REVOLUTION VERDAD!

If NB couldn't kill you, I most CERTAINLY could. And I don't CARE whether or not you think I'm a wanker. I've been called MUCH worse in my time. And I'll kick yer ass anyway, simply because I CAN.

You're dead if you pick a fight with Chron. I could probably turn you into a smear on my jackboots in short notice.

There is a 5th Chaos God, known as Malal, but he appears to be anathema to even the other Chaos Gods. He appears to represent true Chaos, and its ability to destroy even itself. Malal is the renegade God of Chaos, enemy to the other four. He represents Chaos' indiscriminate tendency toward destruction, even of itself. He is the god of rebellion and anarchy. HE IS CHAOS!
From the Codex of Wiki

Other Guy not Posey Lover:p

You are invited to try!:D That was the Whole stinking POINT of it. We came into the center of EVIL to bait the bear in its OWN DAMN Cave! You are a Running DOG! We spit on your Honour. You yourself labeled yourself. We merely implied...Elegantly Evil NO?

I Bite my thumb at Thee Sirrah!

ooc:
Dude its a game! Besides if that got you all riled up perhaps you need to reexamine yourself? eh? meglomania is but a short step away seems like. Destroy things because you can? LOL...How Kornish of you...How Brutish!

:p

This is a recruitment thread.

Not a bitching, whining, and moaning thread. Take it to another thread or something. No one wants to hear this crap when they look at a thread to join an alliance.

This is a recruitment thread.

Not a bitching, whining, and moaning thread. Take it to another thread or something. No one wants to hear this crap when they look at a thread to join an alliance.

OH MY FRIGGIN GOD! err Malal...HOW DENSE ARE SOME OF YOU PEOPLE!

WE JUST OFFERED AN ALLAINCE OF SORTS!

Tell me why exactly an allaince of Evil Great Powers wouldn't WANT SOMEONE TO ATTACK? The Infinite Hells just offered to have another RP. Moreover, Many of the others that have Posted AREN't EVIL or of the LIGHT. Neither, Are we? Good Greif! How about we Wait Until Chrono Shows up. If he wants us to Leave we Will.

You cannot tell another potential ally to go away! We have decided you don't exist! You are free to do the same with us!

Interesting reactions Itchia...perhaps you were a bit too truthful?

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Imperium of Chaos!

We of the Isles request the honour of Sacred-Guests.

We have come to you with Truthful words and open deeds.

We Seek to establish an embassy at this your Capital.

It appears my allies have caused a lovely amount of Chaos. The gods should be pleased. We await your Decision.

The Dominion of Me Li on behalf of the Isles of Mara.

There is a 5th Chaos God, known as Malal, but he appears to be anathema to even the other Chaos Gods. He appears to represent true Chaos, and its ability to destroy even itself. Malal is the renegade God of Chaos, enemy to the other four. He represents Chaos' indiscriminate tendency toward destruction, even of itself. He is the god of rebellion and anarchy. HE IS CHAOS!
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Other Guy not Posey Lover:p

You are invited to try!:D That was the Whole stinking POINT of it. We came into the center of EVIL to bait the bear in its OWN DAMN Cave! You are a Running DOG! We spit on your Honour. You yourself labeled yourself. We merely implied...Elegantly Evil NO?

I Bite my thumb at Thee Sirrah!

ooc:
Dude its a game! Besides if that got you all riled up perhaps you need to reexamine yourself? eh? meglomania is but a short step away seems like. Destroy things because you can? LOL...How Kornish of you...How Brutish!

:p

OOC: You fail at Chaos. It would be Khornate, not Kornish. Thankyouhavenicedaydonotpassgodonotcollecttwohundredollars.

Speaking of ass kickery, Mini Miehm. Those assets of my nation's which were left to yours are about to be assaulted, check my new thread. :P


So pffft.

Give the new guys a chance. It isn't all about numbers. I've won wars with the odds against me by being strategic.

OOC: You fail at Chaos. It would be Khornate, not Kornish. Thankyouhavenicedaydonotpassgodonotcollecttwohundredollars.

LOL...Itchia was right..You ARE DENSE! It was a joke...hemmroids bother you much. I too spit on you. Chaos and Evil aren't soley restricted to idiots...it is fFAR better to corrupt the intellegent and the Light...and to convert the Dark...CHAOS is NEUTRAL YOU IGNORANT ORC! It does not care about your petty squabbles with the Light. IT IS what It IS!

YOU FAIL AT TRUE CHAOS!

AGAIN I and the Isles spit in your Eye. You are nothing to US!

We await Chrono's Response.



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Thanks bigger guy...numbers...HAH It is concentration of numbers that wins! Stratagy wins most battles...although having the greater resources helps alot. I would rather have a big Hammer Star Forge..etc...but Right now We only have Rapiers...and Knives...we will make do. We can gut the foolish who choose to come to a ground of our choosing. <spits again at the foolish Kornish!> Bows Respectfully to n Enlightened Equal...

LOL...Itchia was right..You ARE DENSE! It was a joke...hemmroids bother you much. I too spit on you. Chaos and Evil aren't soley restricted to idiots...it is fFAR better to corrupt the intellegent and the Light...and to convert the Dark...CHAOS is NEUTRAL YOU IGNORANT ORC! It does not care about your petty squabbles with the Light. IT IS what It IS!

YOU FAIL AT TRUE CHAOS!

AGAIN I and the Isles spit in your Eye. You are nothing to US!

We await Chrono's Response.



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Thanks bigger guy...numbers...HAH It is concentration of numbers that wins! Stratagy wins most battles...although having the greater resources helps alot. I would rather have a big Hammer Star Forge..etc...but Right now We only have Rapiers...and Knives...we will make do. We can gut the foolish who choose to come to a ground of our choosing. <spits again at the foolish Kornish!> Bows Respectfully to n Enlightened Equal...

Stop capitalizing random letters or I will find a reason to kill you. And you'd have better luck fending off Mini and all his comrades than dealing with even one of my carrier groups. That's how I roll.

Been away at Scout Camp, but because of all the complaints, I am not denying that Malal exists, or did, at any rate. My responce was semi-IC, since I roleplay as a somewhat arrogant nation who likes kicking around small ones.

Good gamers let newbies kick their arses? The cream of the NS crop get by on not kicking theirs! As to my 40K stuff, it may be a wank to the stat-fanciers, but I don't RP it like that. I use common sense, and huge numbers of panzers. Gotta love those Panzer Divisions!

Wretches loyal to the traitorous creeds of Malal. You are nothing next to the gloruy of the true Gods. While you preach and prostrate yourself before the exiled ones, we serve those who vanquished him; who cast him out. Eventually the idiocy of Malal shall do nothing but burn itself out; a foolish goal to destroy ones own brothers. We are the eternal Chaos; Lords of the glorious Entropy. Law and stagnation are our enemies, the bars about our prison which must be bent.

Our alliance is not Order; it is a glorious discord, a wave to sweep clean the slate; to restructure all before us. In Chaos there is glorious change; progress! With Order there is only chains, laws binding us and constricting us! Only endless Change, limitless progression. The Eight pointed star shows all the possibility for glorious and entropic ingenuity!

You are nothing; you are reflections of a grander power; an outcast and degenerate power who fell and was defeated long ago. We are the true lords of Humanity; the true servants of the Gods!

Speaking of ass kickery, Mini Miehm. Those assets of my nation's which were left to yours are about to be assaulted, check my new thread. :P


So pffft.

Give the new guys a chance. It isn't all about numbers. I've won wars with the odds against me by being strategic.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK...........

*has sudden suspicion that the small nations are all the same person* I believe we have some puppets!

*watches MM and laughs his ass off* "Could happen to the best of us..."

ooc: <grins> LOL. Well met! They..your gods and the others are just aspects of the same. But back to the point. The following is IC...apologies if it offends anyones sensitive egos.

ic:
The avatar of the Chesire Cat bows to the Host of this Realm. A goodly speech...he mixes well the insults, lies, and propaganda...an excellent Enemy...a worthy adversary. To then the chat.

"Good day Lord Chrono. Well spoken. You almost succeed in the Gloriuos Gray. So close and yet so far! A Retreat is not an Exile. Malal as you know him perhaps did Retreat...Our Demon was named Mara...perhaps there is a connection? Perhaps there is not. Nevertheless, we have had the Hajj. We have/will/did gather our community. Temporal terms are aso hard to properly express! Temporal Accords (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=11039276#post11039276) It shakes its head ruefully.

"We noted the gathering of Powers in this particular reality,, and came to investigate. We were amused at this futile attempt at organized entropy. It seemed to attempt to Order Change...Blasphemy! We have been amused too by your series of discord that you have been spreading throughout the NSMetaverse.

The Chesire Grin Grew...as the body faded in and out of Reality.

"Do thoust knowst the tale of the Apple of Discord? Of the Lovely Grecian Eris? We thought the tale an amusing grand joke. Similar in ways to this Grand Allaince of Evil?!? Thus came the idea for this Incursion.

"We see your purpose Servant Chrono...I doubt your lackeys fully comprehend that they are merely tools for a Servant of Change...even one as mistaken as you. But I digress. To us the point of this Audience.

"We of the Isles seek to establish a Embassy in this plane.

"We care not about your great mission. Nor do we care about your futile battle with the nameless one's running dogs. Malal...we find him a kindred friend. Our gods are dead. We have obtain part of the godhead ourselves. We wish to observe your hordes and maintain an open line of communication.

"Ah you Servant of the False Gods...seem to be a True Servant of Change...Yet you deal with these lesser minds?" Waves hand towards some of the Hordes. The smile and body almost fades completly away.

"We await your decision!"

Know this little Daemon, I am Remiel. You do not even know the name of those who serve the Gods; those who guide and guard this realm. I am he who is chosen, Scion of the Gods. Khorne and Slaanesh, Tzeentch and Nurgle; they offer their blessings. So too does the Lord Arioch and the mighty Pyaray cast their gazes upon us. For we are servants of the cosmic Chaos; to set to burning all that is balance and Law.

You wish a place upon this plane? then you shall treat us with the respect we deserve; not with fawning idiocies and games. We serve the true Gods, and through them Change shall be wrought upon all of creation; we stand ready to hold the universe in our palm and set it to burning. We stand ready to offer up the apple, that those accepting might be destroyed in their folly. For did not Discord's gift set nation against nation and god against god? Falsehood against falsehood?

So shall we divide and conquer those who would prostitute themselves to stagnant, form-fixed order.

The grin grew and faded...the reply was but a whisper in the vaulted chamber.

You Lord Remiel we do respect...you have earned it with your words and righteous anger... indeed the apple has been cast ... we are not so foolish as to accept this gift. You misunderstand us...we wish not a "place" in this forsaken realm we will be happy to just leave... we sought to guage your allaince's worth. Your strength is only as strong as your weakest links...you My Lord, have many weak links... useful tools... mighty forces.

The cat slowly reformed. Anf the voice returned to normal.

I apologize for fading so...
it is difficult to stay so long at one spot...
there is much that I am missing for this Audience.

I would have you answer me this. Which is greater? The Elephant or the Bullet that is lodged in his brain? Which kills more Sentients...the Plagues of your Daemon kins or the jackboots of your Orkish Hordes? Your god's names are meaningless, you surely realize that they are aspects of the same? They personify destructive change...I was sent to remind you that you must at times construct in order that you might better destroy.

He stops to stare pointedly at obvious Star Forged items scattered in the Great Hall and amongst the courtiers.

We seek to open an Embassy as is our Ancient Right.
You are free to Deny us as is your Ancient Right.

The cat had faded so that only its tail was to be seen swishing impatiently.

ooc: one is my brother-in-laws brother, the other is my brother's, I like to think them "puppets" They tend to disagree.

The UISFU will join

OOC: Chrono, you realise I requested you to sign me up, like..four pages ago, right? :P

Emperor (Moff now, since the unification right?) Baker wishes to join the Lords of Chaos under the banner of the Lord of War and Blood, Khorne. May we crush the weakling race of man together!

Welcome, brothers, to the fold.

Together Mankind will rise to never before known heights and achieve his true destiny as servants of most glorious Chaos.

To the Remiel de Draken, supreme ruler of the Eternally Chaotic Imperium:

This looks good. More specifically, it seems to involve lots and lots of bloodshed. Ergo, it is good, because we Boozians are born to war. Live, fight, kill, die, that's just the way it goes. And while we don't go screaming prayers to the dark gods or anything, this seems to be the kind of organization we're looking for. Just point us in the general direction of the foe and give us something to shoot, or failing that, hit the bastards with.

Yours, humbly, Schnapsemarschall Morlok

*Coughcough*

As mentioned, all brothers are welcome amongst our ranks, even you, noble Boozians.

OOC: Wait, can I RP like I have billions of people, the Imperial Guard, Space Marines and stuff?

And obviously, oppose you =p

OOC: No. This is for actual nations

What tech level is this?

What tech level is this?

FT

The Holy Empire of Dentara wishes to enter the fold of the Alliance of Chaos, to bring the touch of Chaos to the farthest corners of the Universe and to cleanse the Galaxy of the false gods of humanity and their heretical worshippers.

Then you are welcome amongst the Chosen of the Gods, Bearer of the Word of Chaos!

Over the established signal, the Chronosians could hear the deafening sound of loud laughter. The laughter of hundreds, if not millions, of Pandaren. *HAHAHAHAHAHAHA... how amusing... HAHA... you're funny... HAHAHA... if you show up outside our territory, it will be a most entertaining battle... HAHAHAHAHA... cheeers....* *more background laughter and drinking*

In turn, the broadcast of the Chronosians was merely dark laughter, echoing eternally over the cries of slaughtered animals, men and aliens. All the death crafted by the Imperium over countless ages of war, poured forth rich with malice and wry amusement at the presumption of these xenos fiends.

And if you challenge the might of the Imperium or its allies, then you shall know suffering eternal. Just as the pathetic denizens of Asfaltum, who burned beneath the guns of those who were meant to stand as allies, shot in the back by the Colonials, who also faltered to the Empire and the Imperium.

You presume much to think to insult us with the childish jest of your message, when you are but a mote in the eyes of the Gods...And an amusement for the lowliest of Daemons.

Foolishness and bravado do not make you warriors, little beasts, they make you prey.

In turn, the broadcast of the Chronosians was merely dark laughter, echoing eternally over the cries of slaughtered animals, men and aliens. All the death crafted by the Imperium over countless ages of war, poured forth rich with malice and wry amusement at the presumption of these xenos fiends.

And if you challenge the might of the Imperium or its allies, then you shall know suffering eternal. Just as the pathetic denizens of Asfaltum, who burned beneath the guns of those who were meant to stand as allies, shot in the back by the Colonials, who also faltered to the Empire and the Imperium.

You presume much to think to insult us with the childish jest of your message, when you are but a mote in the eyes of the Gods...And an amusement for the lowliest of Daemons.

Foolishness and bravado do not make you warriors, little beasts, they make you prey.

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Muahahaha... you are amusingly presumptious... You will not find our planet to begin with, and should you succeed in doing so, you will feel our wrath in the form of a storm which will wipe out your entire fleet... do not push your luck... little beasts... your time is limited...

Of course we shall. Run along, whelps. You render yourself a mere annoyance by tempting powers you cannot hope to comprehend. We have eternity with which to idle in your torment, limitless vistas on which to explore your heathen flesh.

It is not merely us that you face, but all the servants of the True Gods.

Coincidentally, and devoid of panda-spewed insanity, are there any here who would join me and follow the path of Chaos to glory and conquest?

We're still seeking members to join us in new endeavors, many of which will be relevant to the greater whole of FT :P

We're still seeking members to join us in new endeavors, many of which will be relevant to the greater whole of FT :P

Umm... in which way? By limiting the game, like you and the GE are doing?...

powers you cannot hope to comprehend
...you realise that it's a mutual condition... right?

Umm... in which way? By limiting the game, like you and the GE are doing?...


...you realise that it's a mutual condition... right?

Any opinion of me or my fellows "limiting" the game are purely OOC and a matter of your opinion. I happen to believe that I bring alot to the game and to the people I associate with.

As to it being mutual, I have no reason to feel afeared at a young nation of drunken talking Pandas, who I'm amazed even have it in them to breed.

I'll take Russ' wolves over the "Pandaren" anyday.

Now, you're cluttering my thread. So if you have no further business, then you can keep your comments relevant, TG me, or start your own thread. :)

Sure thing... btw. I didn't mean to be rude or anything... we just differ, that's all... :)

Very.

Any opinion of me or my fellows "limiting" the game are purely OOC and a matter of your opinion. I happen to believe that I bring alot to the game and to the people I associate with.

As to it being mutual, I have no reason to feel afeared at a young nation of drunken talking Pandas, who I'm amazed even have it in them to breed.

I'll take Russ' wolves over the "Pandaren" anyday.

Now, you're cluttering my thread. So if you have no further business, then you can keep your comments relevant, TG me, or start your own thread. :)

Sure thing... btw. I didn't mean to be rude or anything... we just differ, that's all... :)

Sure thing... btw. I didn't mean to be rude or anything... we just differ, that's all... :)

Got any form of messenger?

After your aid, in freeing Commander Hallen from Coredian treachery, as well as aiding the colonies, by showing them the vile corruption of the Coredian and Abh Empires, the Twelve Colonies of Kobal would like to stand by our brothers of the Chronosian Empire, and join this alliance.

Somewhere in a deep bunker under a dead world let, in a ‘nodal grid’ of strange dimensional forces, a great expanse of metal listened. It listened to almost everything, one of the primary intelligence gathering devices of the star gods, it heard a lot, from signal interception relays throughout the galaxy and beyond.

Which didn’t mean it didn’t still find braggarts amusing. In its cruel, alien way, it did.

It doubted the long term viability of any race that went about gloating about their secret base. The best kept secrets were the ones no one thought to look for.

OOCness: Nonsense, Chronosia and US bring plenty to FT here. They’re wonderful fun. Mostly to kill, but still... which reminds me, Chron, it appears I don’t have your MSN (or whatever messenger it is) address. If you want to add me, it’s Ranisath at hotmail.com/AOL.com. I much desire to speak with you!

OOC: I completely forgot I was part of this. o.O


What sort of dickery are we up to these days?

Unknown. BTW, what ever happened to the Necrosis order by Huntaer?

Sorry to hijack, but Chron are you going to do the PT thing?

It was silent. Silence was the natural state of these areas, far out, from beyond worlds remembered. Those who had inhabited these places had long since gone, disappeared from beyond the map of the worlds. They were, in all essence, a forgotten people, people left behind by the relentless march of civilizations, a people who had been passed by, by the steady passage of time. These worlds were forgotten, in all but the memory of the longest, and those who still remembered had tried to forget the existence of this place, and had tried to forget the people who had lived here, so long ago, in such a time as that.

Greetings, Remiel.

The message was strange - few had even expected a message from these forgotten worlds. They were abandoned in everything that all knew, and they were, to all, empty. These had been the site of battles, of old, battles of the years past, of the years of the great ages of man. But those battles had passed, and those battles were gone, and all who remembered, had tried to forget those times, of a future where death and battle were the norm, where blood had always called to blood, and where the dead and the dying outnumbered those who lived. Far outnumbered them.

But still, the message sped, past rocky planets that had not known the touch of bare feet and the feel of organic life for many, many, thousands of years. It passed a place that had last remembered humans from the times of Marcus De Draken, Remiel's father, the...creature who had caused hurt and pain and suffering to so many. They remembered him and remember human touch, but these lands bore no human footprint anymore - these planets, these asteroids, and these barren rocks now told the story of silence. It was a story they had told for a long time.

Perhaps you remember me. Perhaps you do not.

It was a message spoken in words - a steady baritone of a man, perhaps past his prime, a man who was speaking as if to a world. From his voice, an intelligent observer would have been able to see that his was a voice that was accustomed to command, a voice that was used to leading other men to their deaths. Whoever was speaking was a soldier, a men who had fought countless battles over the years that he had lived. He was clearly a man who knew the weight of leadership - and this one could gather merely from the cadences of his voice.

His voice varied in cadences, yes. It was not a monotone, no, far from one, it was the voice of a man who was used to changing his voice as a tool. It was emotionless, but the emotionless sound of a man who was used to removing the emotion from his voice - the trait of a leader, no less. A good war leader, who had commanded thousands of men, sending them to their deaths, without a trace of fear in his voice. Without any emotion, yes, but without fear. Men tended to follow a man who did not fear. No man could do that, but every man aspired, and every man tried. Yes, every man tries.

It is okay. I scarcely remember those days. But I remember you, Remiel, that I do. How could I forget - those pictures of Azaha, the First Black Crusade. Oh, I remember Remiel. I have never forgotten those days.

And what man could forget those days? We were so young, so innocent. We saw war as merely an exercise, a chance for us to use our skills in a test! You remember those days, do you not, Remiel? A test, that was what we saw war. That is what we saw of the dead and the dying. Merely a plain for us to show our intellect and to show just how skilled we really were, striving against each other for that ultimate goal - victory! You do remember those days, Remiel, those days when glory was a prize to gain. Glory! A prize worth dying for! I remember those days very well, Remiel. You were chief among those men. You were chief among those who played games with lives. You still do. So did your father.

You are confused, are you not? You do not know who I am, why I try to talk to you across distances, across lives. Be confused. Despair. Try to remember just who I am. It will serve you well.

And now I return.

[OOC: Not sure what this is intended to be, but I started writing and this was my end result. Not a very good post, either, but that can't be helped.]

OOC:


Since I have been tainted by Entropy for centuries (by Chron’s hand itself I might add) I think I should be part of this. Please include me as one of the Chaos Lords. Consider this to have happened before the Hammer Thread.




IC:


A singular thought soared through the space-time continuum seeking a certain mind. The message, while undetected by nearly all the other civilization of the Multiverse homed in on one person.

A whispering slowly faded into his awareness. At the back of his mind, Remiel heard a familiar voice. A voice of an old friend, a comrade, a Brother in Chaos, Nhur-Galladu whispered a message to the Chronosian across the Void.

Greetings Brother.

It has came to my notice you have a gathering of like-minded friends. I would like to join them if it is permitted. I would like the Fallen Empire to be listed as one of the Lords of Chaos.

[OOC: Returning after a long hiatus, and I have revisited the makeup of my nation. It is a portal to a Chaos Daemon world in the Eye of Terror. I'd like it if I could be included in the alliance. The daemon world is called I'Tzeenphaos, and more info can be seen on my NSWiki page (which is under construction) here (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Krow_Liliowych). I will edit or add another post IC if I am accepted]

[OOC: Returning after a long hiatus, and I have revisited the makeup of my nation. It is a portal to a Chaos Daemon world in the Eye of Terror. I'd like it if I could be included in the alliance. The daemon world is called I'Tzeenphaos, and more info can be seen on my NSWiki page (which is under construction) here (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Krow_Liliowych). I will edit or add another post IC if I am accepted]

OOC: Welcome

OOC:


Since I have been tainted by Entropy for centuries (by Chron’s hand itself I might add) I think I should be part of this. Please include me as one of the Chaos Lords. Consider this to have happened before the Hammer Thread.




IC:


A singular thought soared through the space-time continuum seeking a certain mind. The message, while undetected by nearly all the other civilization of the Multiverse homed in on one person.

A whispering slowly faded into his awareness. At the back of his mind, Remiel heard a familiar voice. A voice of an old friend, a comrade, a Brother in Chaos, Nhur-Galladu whispered a message to the Chronosian across the Void.

Greetings Brother.

It has came to my notice you have a gathering of like-minded friends. I would like to join them if it is permitted. I would like the Fallen Empire to be listed as one of the Lords of Chaos.



Don't forget to add my name too.

Neth Qhaysh'y-Tzeendhaos sighed as his favorite daemoness massaged oils into the feathers of his wings. This was the way to live, but it was time for his rest to end. It was time for him to re-establish ties with Ragnar Ironfist. He sent his thoughts into the void.
"Warsmith, it is I, Neth Qhaysh'y-Tzeendhaos. Your forces were invaluable in the domination of Caladan, and I would like to go to battle with you once again. I have felt in the winds of Chaos a great collection of my brethren, each a dread lord in his own right, and it centers around your people. This is the true way to advance the goals of our gods."
Tzeentch would be pleased, this alliance would bring much knowledge to the libraries of I'Tzeenphaos, and glory to the followers of the great Lord of Change.