#### Incoming Signal ####
"Sir the lifeform has vanished"
"What do you mean vanished?"
"It was there, and now it's not. Ehrm, sir the Railgun, where was it?"
"Enough of this nonsense. It was right there. Find the lifeform, bring it back up on the HUD now."
Noises of rustling and cracking
"Halt, in the name of all things holy what is that thing?!"
#### Transmission Ends ####
A fun Sunday afternoon with the local crew kitbashing a warrior/champion/hero/entrants for a game of Skirmish in the vein and vibe of Quake // Unreal Tournament.
We each spent the morning trawling through an immense communal pile of bits. My original concept was the body of a beast man augmented with cybernetics and weapons.
Thus birthed my entrant. With the currently place holder name of Cherubael, as its pose and manner reminded me of Inquisitor Eisenhorn's demon host of the same name.
The being fought well in the game, taking out other opponents with swift and carefully placed shots. The final blow was one that traded its life with its opponents drawing the game to a tie.
As the last remaining contestsnt peacefully rode the elevator on the battle arena to the top floor, Cherubael aligned its immense chest cannon with the split in the doors and awaited for the slightest movement. As the doors gently slid open there was a swift crack of shots and both Cherubael and its foe, slumped to the ground. Bullet holes in the others skull
Now for some paint and a proper name!


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