Gordon's POV

I had done it. Finally I had finished it. Just in time for the con, too. The Cosplay of Kharn the Betrayer that I made for this convention was finally done. My friends had also made their own costumes, with Joey being Ahriman The Exiled, and Jared being Zhufor the Impaler. The other two had somehow managed to finish theirs before me, but I wasn't complaining. At least, not anymore. I checked the voice modifier to make sure that it worked fine, then proceeded to equip the suit of armor. When I finished, I walked out of my room and downstairs where my friends waited for me. They looked at me in my costume, and gave the thumbs up. They then proceeded to equip their armour as well, and we then exited the building that was my house. We all got into Joey's car and drove to the convention, each happy that we were going to our first con. When we arrived, we all filed out one by one, our armour making it kinda hard to move out of the car.

After we eneed the convention center, we each split up and headed in our own directions. I decided to take a look around the stands, to see if there was anything worth buying. Let's see here.....Pony merch? No. I'm not a brony, and I don't think my friends are either. Star Wars? Nah. A Chaos Marine with a light Saber would look stupid. Then I spotted a stand that had a random assortment of items. I walked up his stand and examined the merchandise. Then I found what I wanted: a replica of Khârn's axe, Gorechild, and his Plasma Pistol.
"How much for these?" I looked up at the Merchant, who looked like the merchant from Resident Evil 4.

"The chainsword costs thirty dollars." He told me, and his voice even sounded like the merchant. I

"The Plasma Pistol is twenty." He added. I quickly put down both items and pulled out my wallet. I handed Fifty dollars to Merchant. I then picked up both weapons and walked off. That was the plan. Instead, on my first step, I fall through a strange wormhole thing that appeared in the ground. As I fell, I twisted around and gave the opening of the hole the finger.

"Fuck you wormhole! Where the hell did you come from?!" I yelled right before the top closed. Then the pain started.

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Jared's POV

As I walked around the stand aisle, I noticed a merchant staring off into space. I also saw that he had some interesting merchandise, a random assortment of items from games and whatnot. I noticed that he had Zhufor's Bolter, so I walked up to the stand. I picked it up.

"How much for this?" I asked. He smiled in a creepy way and said:

"Ten bucks." So I pulled out my wallet, which I had hidden in one of the skulls on my armour, and handed him ten dollars. I somehow managed to attach the bolter to my arm, and I examined it. Quite the good craftsmanship. I started to turn around when I felt like I was falling. I looked down and saw a swirling black mass beneath me. Before I could even yell for help, I fell in, and the entrance of the hole closed behind me. Then I suddenely felt like I was being stabbed by a million Yellow Jackets over and over again. Which is not fun. I screamed in pain before blacking out, and right as my eyes closed, I saw a beautiful night sky.
Then I closed my eyes, and darkness claimed me.

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Joey's POV

I was checking over the wares of this creepy Merchant who looked like he belonged in Res. Evil 4. I then noticed, in the back, was a replica of Ahriman's Staff. I looked to the Merchant and pointed to it. He looked at it, then brought it over.

"How much?" I asked, pulling out my wallet.

"Forty dollars." He replied, and I gave him the money before taking the staff and turning around to walk away with it. Unfourtunately, I fell through a hole in the ground before I could do so. And as I fell, I felt my entire body disintegrate while I was still conscious. Damn it hurt, and I blacked out from the pain.

Author's Notes:

So, Tada! New rewrite! Hope you enjoyed! I was planning on doing the big fiur, but A. I despise Slaanesh, and hated Lucius, and B. A Nurgle guy would be too overpowered. Everything would die from being near him. Not good story quality if you want them to either become friends with ponies, or do anything with ponies except kill them.
So yeah! Next chapter will be out soon!

Edit: I am making this edit right now. I never read the lore, and am asking the Lorist to examine my story to make sure I'm staying in the displaced rules.