☠ 001 - Kill || Arumat P. Thanatos ☠

[angryspaceelf]

[... What is this awful canvas material. Why is it in my face.

These are two fleeting thoughts as Arumat opens his eyes and realises that he wasn't where he was when he went to sleep. This was not a happy Eldarian. He shuffled out of the tent and stood. He shook his haid, his silver hair glinting in the light, the plates on his pointed ears also reflecting the light.

He lifted the staff which was at his feet, and swung it down, a bright purple laser blade shooting out of the end, curved. It became apparent that he was holding what appeared to be a laser scythe.]

Death has found a new frontier.

[He shoulders his scythe, and sets out to explore where he is.]

☠ 002 - Kill || Arumat P. Thanatos ☠

[angryspaceelf]

[This convention thingy was annoying. Excited humans contained underneath one giant room? It was a lesson in torture. Arumat filed it under "downsides to being an alien." The girls harassing him hadn't really gotten to him it was quite easy to dodge them when you could teleport.

There was a large group of people standing around a stall. Mildly curious, he stepped up and started to browse. Oh. It was porn. Huh- Wait. that looks like an eldarian... That looks like- Wait. That's me.

Arumat picked it up, and flicked through, and he landed on a page which awoke a rage deep inside him. The book found it's way into the owner of the stalls face, and in a large purple arc- the table is cut in half- and the scythe is swinging towards the neck of the stall owner. But! As we all know? That's now allowed.]

Clang!

[The scythe drops to the floor. And there is a 7 year old Arumat standing where the taller one was. He's wearing a little robe, with puffy pants. And his facial expression changes. He sees the cover of one of the books, pulls a face and runs away laughing.]