Sister Superior: All right, Sister Catherine. See that Dreadnought over
there? Go ahead and fire your meltagun at it. It's just like those passenger
vans we were practicing on back in Rosencrantz.
Sister Catherine: That big red one over there? With the claws?
SS: Yes, that one. Paste it.
SC: (shouldering meltagun) Because red things are bad, right? That's why I'm
shooting the hissy gun at it?
SS: Um...well, not _all_ red things are bad. The Flesh Tearers are our
allies...technically...
Sister Margaret: Barely.
SS: ...Right, Sister Margaret, but we all recall what happened the last time
someone used a meltagun to carve 'Sanguinus sucks!' on the back of one of
thier land raiders, don't we? And don't confuse Sister Catherine.
SC: I'm confused! I thought I just had to shoot it, not spell something on
it.
SS: Just ignore Sister Margaret. Go ahead and fire the hissy gun at the
dreadnought. It's a very naughty dreadnought and it deserves it.
Sister Patience: You can do it, Sister Catherine! We belive in you!
SS: That's right...our prayers will guide you. Fire away, Sister Catherine.
SM: (muttered) Because we're paste if that dreadnought gets in charge range
and you only manage .500 on parked vans.
SS: That's QUITE enough, Sister Margaret! Look, she's crying now. I hope
you're proud of yourself!
there? Go ahead and fire your meltagun at it. It's just like those passenger
vans we were practicing on back in Rosencrantz.
Sister Catherine: That big red one over there? With the claws?
SS: Yes, that one. Paste it.
SC: (shouldering meltagun) Because red things are bad, right? That's why I'm
shooting the hissy gun at it?
SS: Um...well, not _all_ red things are bad. The Flesh Tearers are our
allies...technically...
Sister Margaret: Barely.
SS: ...Right, Sister Margaret, but we all recall what happened the last time
someone used a meltagun to carve 'Sanguinus sucks!' on the back of one of
thier land raiders, don't we? And don't confuse Sister Catherine.
SC: I'm confused! I thought I just had to shoot it, not spell something on
it.
SS: Just ignore Sister Margaret. Go ahead and fire the hissy gun at the
dreadnought. It's a very naughty dreadnought and it deserves it.
Sister Patience: You can do it, Sister Catherine! We belive in you!
SS: That's right...our prayers will guide you. Fire away, Sister Catherine.
SM: (muttered) Because we're paste if that dreadnought gets in charge range
and you only manage .500 on parked vans.
SS: That's QUITE enough, Sister Margaret! Look, she's crying now. I hope
you're proud of yourself!
Never be afraid to try something new.
Remember that amateurs built the Ark.
Professionals built the Titanic.
[SIZE=7]WHFB: Daemonic Legion (2k bemalt)[/SIZE]
[SIZE=7]WH40K: Space Marines (Ravenguard im Aufbau)[/SIZE]
[SIZE=7]EPIC: Space Marines (Bemalung schreitet voran)[/SIZE]
Remember that amateurs built the Ark.
Professionals built the Titanic.
[SIZE=7]WHFB: Daemonic Legion (2k bemalt)[/SIZE]
[SIZE=7]WH40K: Space Marines (Ravenguard im Aufbau)[/SIZE]
[SIZE=7]EPIC: Space Marines (Bemalung schreitet voran)[/SIZE]
hehe wie wahr wie wahr 
