Kyrie: "Wait, if I can adjust my being like how Magnus can change his height, can I hypothetically get- *GASP!*"
She looked down at her flat chest, smirking. She puts her hand on her flat chest.
Kyrie: "Eheheee."
She channels her psyker powers with her might and attempts to give herself booba.
Warp lightning crackles and thunders around her hand.
A figure suddenly appears before her.
Kyrie: "... Oh, wait, no, NOT SLAANE-"
Kleos: "Oh hey! (*^‿^*)"
Kyrie: "Y-... You're not Slaanesh... (●_●)"
Kleos: "Yeah, I'm not. Be grateful!"
Kyrie: "Uhm, I am?"
Kleos was 5'4", so Kyrie was looking down at her.
The two stare at each other's flat chest.
Kyrie: "Weren't you the one who "took my nose"?"
Kleos: "Mhm!"
Kyrie: "Why are you here, then?"
Kleos: "TO MAKE SURE I HAVE A COMRADE! NO BOOBA FOR YOU!"
Kleos zaps Kyrie like Darth Sidious.
Kleos:
Kyrie:
After zapping Kyrie, Kleos disappears.
Kyrie tries to give herself booba, but she can't.
Kyrie:
Kyrie: "... No.... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!1! "
She trembles to her knees, holding her cuttingboard of a chest.
Kyrie: "No... *Sniff* I can't get booba anymore... *Sniffle* Why is Destiny sooo crueeell...!!!"
She lowers her head again and puts her hands on her chest.
Kyrie: "I am sad..."
Curse Added: No Booba? (Passive, Permanent)
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Warhammer 40K: Anti-Haremist [OC]
FanfictionJust a casual Warhammer 40k Enthusiast that doesn't know everything in 40k but knows it well enough. At least, that's what she tells herself. Kyrie Kotomine is killed by the Force of change, Destiny, the brother of Fate. Kyrie finds herself inside t...