Editing Daria 40k (section)

===Turn 6: Fire Fire Fire!===
"Heh...heheheh... remember that time we found that dead Ork? All that stuff that came out of his butt when we jumped on him?"

"Huh...huhuhuh... yeah, that was cool."

"Heheh... what if we killed one of those 'Nid Biotitans? Imagine all the stuff that'd come out of its butt. Heheheh..."

"Huhuhuh... awesome... huhuh..."

The two Chaos cultists' reverie was interrupted by a pair of gauntletted hands smacking their hydrocephalic heads together.

"Get out there and kill something you dipshits!" Aspiring Champion Ianuzzi screamed as he kicked them down of the cliff overlooking the battlefield.

"Ow! Huhuh..."

"Ah! I'm bleeding, man... I'm bleeding."

The pain of their broken ribs and concussions was soon forgotten as they spotted the Celestian squad immolating their confreres.

"Burn, baby, burn." Deadpanned the smirking, sleepy-faced blond at the head of the squad.

"Heheheh... check it out! Fire! Firefirefire!"

"Huhuhuh... and hot chicks. Let's go score. Huhuh..."

And so, the weinerhead-er, cultists clambered over the hot 'n' fresh BBQed bodies of their fallen comrades for a taste of something equally hot and much moister.

"Huh...huhuh... come to Butt-Hea-."

The crude come-on was cut brutally short by the flood of flaming prometheum.

"Huhuh... ow..."

"Heheheh... fire... fire...heh..."

The blond cultist (or he would have been if he still had a scalp) was all but dead when he heard a strange, deep, ethereal voice...

'''"I AM KHORNE, THE BLOOD GOD!"'''

"Heh... does that mean you're, like... the god of periods... heheheh..."

'''"I'M GONNA PRETEND I DIDN'T HEAR THAT. I CAME TO OFFER YOU A BOON."'''

"Heheh... you said came..."

'''"DON'T MAKE ME RECONSIDER. I ALREADY CAME ALL THE WAY OUT HERE."'''

"Heheh... you said it again."

'''"ANYWAY, THOUGH YOU MAY BE A LOWLY CULTIST, NEVER HAVE I SEEN SUCH WILD, RECKLESS LOVE OF FIRE AND DESTRUCTION! TRULY, YOU ARE HOLY IN MINE EYES AND YOU SHALL BE FIRST AMONG MY CHILDREN, THE CHILDREN OF KHORNE!"'''

The cultist didn't catch most of the Blood God's speech, as by then his carbonized skull was beginning to come apart. What did he say? Only a few words filtered through to his caramelized brain tissues before the transformation began to take hold.

"Khorne... holy...?"

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"It's working! We're pushing them back!" The deceptively cute, plump Palatine shouted as the heretics' lines began to break under the Witch Hunters' firey assault, when suddenly the tide turned. Dozens of Sisters and Inquisitorial Stormtroopers were sent flying by a wave of demonic energy. From the pile of cultist corpses, the towering figure of the newly-ascended Daemon Prince emerged, its clawed arms raised in triumph.

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The two sarcastic Lady Assassins' continuing search for the illusive sorceress was briefly interrupted by a horrible sound emanating from the nearby battlefield.

'''"[[Cornholio the Cultist|I AM THE GREAT KHORNEHOLIO]]!!!"'''

"Oh Emperor, no. Not again..."