The Diary of a Chaos Spawn
Keth 21st, Year of our False Emporer M41.
Journal of Esteemed Champion Tobius Maximus.
Day 1: for scientific measures, i will keep a journal of my journey to spawndom. my quest has led to my own ruin, as i have grown my first tentacle out of my back, after being revoked by my god, our father Nurgle, for princedom. the tentacle is slimy, and maggot ridden... the lord of change sent me a vivion in which i will be a sentinent spawn, with all the articulation and battle acumen that i have now. with each remarkable day, i will put an entry in.
Day 2: Today, during target practice, i GREW a recitle in my right eye, which allows me to aim very well. cool!!!! i got 40/45 headshots and 44 hits
Day 4: HOLY DAMNATION! i grew 4 more arms on my Sternum, 2 of which have thums, and the other 2 have razor-sharp claws! the posessed marines are so jealous they offered their current host plus some cool-tastic wings for my body. tempting, but i may grow wings later.
Day 10: just when i thought my mutations were done, i fell asleep with my full armor on, and now, my skin is harder than Ceramite. also, my legs split in 2. now i am a quadraped and a hexa -armal. ooh, my 3rd eye that grew into my belly button is glowing.
Day 11: NoiseMarine is playing tonight at Cedric's party. they are gonna play all the good ones. "Horus is comin to town", "Oh, holy Gun", and my favorite "We wish you a merry Kharnmas", due to chaosmas. the Slaneesh cultist are cooking up some awesome booze and drugs. ill fill my journal in the day after tomorrow, due to my Uber-Hangover.
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Day 13: sorry about yesterday, my hangover wore off, or so i thought, but then i threw up some nurglings on my laptop. one of my arms is missing... i think one of those daemons i slept with stole my wallet. we have a raid on an imperial planet tomorrow. ill fill you in later.
Day 16: the raid went too long, and we kinda... killed too many people. i know it sounds wierd, but we accidentily killed some of the slaves. i gave 4 of my arms storm bolters, and it turns out my claws are very sharp. (i cut a Leman Russ in half.) i also grew an eyestalk and my feet are now cloven. also, my skin looks like a Supermeth trip. eww, i have guardsmen stuck in my teeth.
[TO BE CONTINUED]