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FAQ:
>What the fuck is this?
Somewhat a campaign of crack-infused free-form roleplay in the grim darkness of the far future.
>When do you guys make these threads?
Usually mondays at 2PM GMT, but they sometimes extend to Tuesdays if we got caught in the middle of something when the thread died and it was too late to make another one the same day.
>Can I join in?
Sure, just think of a character and have fun, you can find most info in 1d4chan albeit it's ussually a little bit out of date in comparison to where the threads are.
>Is there any requirement in character creation.
Not really, we've had Xeno infiltrators, Chaos infiltrators, Villains, Heroes, Normal Guardsmen, Crazed Guardsmen, Assassins, Psykers, Space Marines, Inquisitors, Squats... just think whathever and join the fun.
>Is it allowed to have more than a single character?
Yes as long as you don't use it to powerplay.
>So how you guys do the playan'?
We tend to use spoilers for OOC chat, but nothing is set in stone.
We tend to use greentexts for describing a character's actions, but again nothing is set in stone.
Use d20s for combat checks and d100s for other things you want to roll, higher Is better.
It's important to know that the regiment is now in the employ of a radical Ordo Xenos Inquisitor, with influence from an Ordo Malleus Inquisitor and under the watch of an Ordo Hereticus Inquisitor. Yes we've been through a lot of shit.
>>46184393
>>46184392
>looks at them dumbfounded
Are you trying to get us killed?
>>46184393
Don't be melodramatic.
Long ago, perhaps it would have led to, but right now we could end up benefying both my interests and the Imperium on this planet.
My hive fleet died long ago.
I no longer feel nor hear mother's voice.
For 75 years, I've ruled alone.
>The Astartes Initiate had been holding onto the 'stealer shell he hollowed out as if it were a shield. Having followed up as rear guard to the team he stood there in the back, doing his damnedest to stay hidden and silent.
>>46184424
>Ron cannot turn his head, but knows what the green light means.
>Father Brian, cheerfully humming, finishes up in the mess hall. He begins making his way back to Ron.
>>46184392
>This time the stealers would start to move closer.
>They hybrids draw their weapons
>They won't be stopped a second time.
>>46184384
>"Yes, child..."
>the astropath begins the process to send a message to an astropath on Alice's ship
>"What do you wish to say?"
>>46184486
Shhhhh
>Eta hides behind Ron's chair
>>46184310
>>46184392
......Stand down for now lads, you're just wasting ammo.
So tell me then.....Xeno, why should we listen to you? You seem to think that you have all the cards.....but you really do not. Tell me why we should care about your lies.
>If one were -incredibly- observant, they might notice the briefest flicker of a glow in 'Lizzie's' eyes.....provided they didn't blink and miss it.
>>46184513
>Ron sits in his chair, recognizing Eta's voice. Even if he wanted to say something, he couldn't.
>Brian returns to the room with 2 muffins in his hands.
Got you something, my friend. Fresh made, these are.
>>46184462
And what makes you think that the Imperium would accept any offer coming from a xeno?
And a tyranid stain at that.
>>46184513
... tell them that the planet of Othellan is secretly managed by a necron in disguise and that no one seems to be aware of it. And that said necron is posing as the governor and ammassing weapons in his palace. Oh and...
Send it not to their astropath if you can. Send it to Anna Borgia, a psyker on their ship.
>>46184488
I can't die here... I still have so much work to do...
>waves his pistol at the tyranids that come uncomfortably close
Rolled 19 (1d20)
>Silently levels off his bolt pistol aim at the Patriarchs head, again doing everything he can to stay silent and hidden in the background.
>>46184551
Yes, ma'am!
>the men stop and reload quickly then take aim again, waiting for further orders.
>the team lead flips a switch on his pack and a small red light starts slowly flashing
>>46184551
Simple.
I do have all the cards. And I have this planet between my claws.
What I offer is the same deal you had with House Tynnus, I rule the planet, and we keep our tithes to the Imperium. What is more, my cult will take care of making sure the population is healthy, cared and defended. And I could use men and women of your skills and connections.
I've been down here for 75 years, I've survived two purges and I've outlived my hive-fleet.
I have no wishes on simply retiring, I've grown... confident, I like ruling.
Accept my gift, join the family, return to your ships and leave knowing I'll take care of benefitting Beshk as much as it can. Or...
>He sits in his throne, enablig a psychic shield around him.
Be destroyed.
>>46184590
>the telepath doesn't even seemed fazed by the message
>"Very well, child."
>the telepath beams his vision directly to Anna's head, a full view of Amelia
>"Speak.
>>46184668
>repeats the same exact message she told the astropath
>>46184655
Hrmh.......
>Alice looks over at LIX, or more precisely, something at her waist.
>She then removes her Chainsword from her belt and sets it on the ground.
>The Pulse Carbine soon joins it on the ground.
>Alice only stops at her Bolt Pistol, which she switches to her left hand, before 'waltzing' over to LIX and pulling the unused Powersword from it's scabbard.
>LIX might be able to notice that same telltale 'glow'.
>Alice idly swings the sword in her hand, as if bored.
My father told me that you -never- think you've got the winning hand until you've seen ALL the cards.
So.....maybe you wait, I think that'd be smart.
>the Photon Grenade would....hopefully slowly move towards the Magus and the Broodlord.
>Taps his comm-link and whispers to the group.
*I have a clean shot. If you can break that barrier, I can handle the rest.*
>>46184650
>central would pick up a beacon where we are currently standing... right on the team leads back to be exact.
>>46184814U gonna have to roll for that, these are two stronk psykers synergizing with one another.
Rolled 52 (1d100)
>>46184852
Rolled (1d00)
>>46184866
>>46184873Uh.
>>46184873that counts
Rolled 32 (1d100)
>>46184873ffs dice.
>>46184866
>>46184903
>The grenade does indeed move towards the patriarch and the Magus standing at his side.
>Ron sits there, eyes wide, as Brian takes a large bite out of his lemon-cranberry muffin.
You alright Ron? Oh, of course, here.
>Brian takes a small piece off of Ron's double-chocolate muffin, and puts it into his mouth
Hope you like it. I spent ages trying to get the proper ingredients. Your happiness is worth it, though!
Rolled 23 (1d100)
>>46184943
>tries to be very quietRolling because it's fun, shut up.
>>46184814
>Looking at Alice's 'Glow'.
>She'd try to not look at the Genestealers at all, concentrating on Alice seems like the best plan.
>>46184986
>Brian leans over, and sees the large Necron trying to hide behind Ron
Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know Ron had a guest. Darn, I would have made another muffin
>Brian pops the rest of his muffin into his mouth, wipes off his free hand, then extends it to the Necron
Father Brian's my name, taking care of Ron's my game. How do you do, xeno?
>Inspiration hits as he switches his aim to what was unmistakably something that should go boom, staring down at the photon grenade.
>>46184814
All the cards? And what cards do you have?
>He raises his fist, the moment he lowers it his warriors will attempt to swarm you all.
You're all surrounded and at MY mercy.
>>46185045
I'm... fine. I'm here to... take Ron out for a walk! If you don't mind.
Rolled 16 + 5 (1d20 + 5)
>>46184935
>>46185004
>>46185057
You have one problem, and that problem my man.......is that you're an idiot. At the end of the day you'll still be an idiot, but you'll also be a -dead- idiot.
>Alice forces the Grenade the last of the way to the Magus, or rather tries to.
My card is that my Lord marches with with us this day! YOURS DOES NOT!
>The previous glow would be obvious to all but an idiot now.
>>46185057
BACK OFF!
>shotgun pistol pointing between the eyes of the closest attacker
>>46185069
>Brian chuckles
Sorry, xeno. Ron's not to leave his room without me. I wish I could let you two go out and have some fun, but he's in a little bit of trouble.
>>46185120
You want to come?
>>46185082
>a quick phrase is muttered by the closest trooper
Ma'am, fire?
>>46185129
>the aging man's features light up
That's a great idea! Ron can get his time outside, and I'll still be there to watch him! Where are we going?
>The Initiate grinned to himself, moving his aim back up to the Patriarchs head, leveling off and standing motionless as a statue.
>>46185155
The hangar for now. Then, who knows?
Rolled 8 (1d20)
>>46185082
>The Patriarch and the magus get flashed.
>The patriarch rises his throne's psychic shields.
>The magus almost falls to the ground, dizzy.
KILL THEM!
>The genestealers move on to swarm you all.
Rolled 13, 15, 15, 6 = 49 (4d20)
>>46185177
>the marine squad move in with their jetpacks and try to cut him to pieces
>>46185168
>Ron sits there, motionless, but extremely amused. Brian unlocks the wheels on Ron's chair, and begins to go towards the hanger
I hope we stop by the librarium after the hanger. I need to pick up some more books to read to Ron.
Rolled 14 (1d20)
>>46185177
>The initiate squeezed the trigger, a kraken pattern bolt spat from the firing chamber at the Patriarch.
Rolled 71 + 10 (1d100 + 10)
>>46185134
>>46185160
>>46185177
FIRE!
>Alice does.....Lightingy things to the closest Genestealers, because uh....warp magic.
>She also glows a little but that's not important.
The Emperor protects the faithful! He damns the weak!
>>46185197
>His psychic shield seems to weaken but the patriarch clearly drains the Magus' energies to repair it without even putting any effort on it.
Rolled 6, 11, 9 = 26 (3d20)
>>46185177
Fire
>the gun line erupts again to try and stem the tide.
>the flashing red light is blinking faster now
>something smells like ozone
>>46185177
>Fires at a purstrain
>using a Lathe-pattern Turbo-Penetrator round
>this is going to hurt
>>46185207
>The psichic shield manages to hold against the bullet.
>>46185212
>>46185226
The Genestealers are being pushed back
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>Fires with the neural shredder and Slices at the closest thing with the phase blade.
>>46185202
>takes Ron's wheelchair and begins to push it in the direction of the hangar
>whispers
We can take him if you want.
Rolled 7 + 3 (1d20 + 3)
>>46185249y u no roll, 4chan?
Rolled 3, 20 = 23 (2d20)
>>46185252
>Walks forwards pulling his shotgun up in his right, putting shots down range with the bolt pistol from his left, dual firing.
"AVE IMPERATOR!"
>Hitting a button, his throne grows 4 sets of spider-like, mechanized legs, and arises over the battlefield.
>Of course the fatass isn't going to walk himself, what are we? Savages?
Rolled 8 (1d20)
>>46185252
>is...
>where is she?
>> a long, poisoned blade slips betweeen the ribs of the magus
> OH THERE she was
Rolled 17 (1d20)
>>46185297
>Ron looks at Eta, and mouths "yes". Meanwhile, Brian is happily chattering away to nobody in particular
-at's why you tie up your bootlaces! He fell right on his keister! He sure was sore after that!
Rolled 11 (1d20)
>>46185281
>>46185307
>>46185320
>Correction: The genestealers are being fucking decimated.
>The magus keeps holding the partriarch's shield up as the big man begins casting warpfire.
>>46185343
>>46185363
>But the Magus' concentration is interrupted by a blade to the ribs.
>The psychic shield weakens, yet the Magus still lives.
>>46185398Whoops, wrong post meant it for
>>46185371
Rolled 82 (1d100)
>>46185371
>>46185398
>Alice raises a weak shield to protect her comrades from the....rather pathetic Warpfire, then returns some lightning of her own at the barrier.
Rolled 19 (1d20)
>>46185398
Not f-for so long-
>Miranda jumps on his back, trying to put another blade in his eye
Rolled 11, 18 = 29 (2d20)
>>46185398
>Continues pouring fire into the hybrids and mutants and xenos with extreme prejudice!
Rolled 12, 4 = 16 (2d20)
>>46185371
>shotgun pistol firing intensifies
>two normal shells left
>>46185363
>the group reaches the hangar, where a night scythe is parked
Rolled 2 (1d3)
>>46185448
>The patriarch attempts holding the barrier, he's faltering.
>You... fools...
>At the press of a button two heavy bolters begin firing from the sides of his mechanized throne in full auto, aiming at no one in particular.Rolling to see if it hits party or genestealers or if they malfunction. 1, Party, 2 GS, 3 Malf.
>>46185461
>The magus bleeds out dead, the psychic shield is no more
Rolled 2, 17, 4 = 23 (3d20)
>>46185351
>>46185226
>the ozone smell grows greater until a flash of light appears around the small defensive line
>the light fades a second later as twenty Skitarii and a man in full black Carapace with a storm bolter emerge.
>They open fire with the defenders, without a word1st drop troops
2nd Skitarii 3rd black armor
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>46185514
>LOOT
>EVERYTHING
>>46185371
You took my fucking home!
>Angry murdering bitch is angry.
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>Holsters the bolt pistol, his magazine spent, holsters his shotgun, no time to reload; combat knife in each hand, guarding himself with the ymgarl torso he took earlier. Thrusts out with his knife at another xeno that was trying to get back up from the volley of fire.
>>46185495
>Father Brian still has no idea what's going on
Oh, wow! The last time I saw one of those, my homeworld was being razed to the ground! Man, they really do a number on small children, don't they?
Rolled 46 (1d100)
>>46185514
>Alice directs her psychic might at the now unshielded 'Bossman'.
>The glow has spread from her eyes, to also suffuse her skin with light. Golden light to be exact.
>>46185558
yeah, that's my ride. Let's get in.
>Eta hops into the cockpit and the invasion beamer lights up
Just stand right there.
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>Looks to the falling Patriarch and flings his combat knife at the mounted figure.
>>46185587
>The patriarch holds his might, you can feel his touch in your mind he's... rather charming.
>With the Magus dead his voice sounds animalistic and alien again.
Surrender...
>>46185536
>You loot the entire magus.
>>46185521
>>46185492
>>46185514
>>46185548
>You're pushing the GS back.
>>46185663
>You stab his belly.
GRAGH!
>>46185663
>>46185548WITNESS
>>46185617
>Brian has a moment of confusion
Wh- what? We're-
>But, being Father Brian, he decides to do what would make people the happiest
Alrighty! Never been inside a xeno ship before!
>Brian wheels in Ron, and straps everything down
Ready!
>>46185674
>He bellows a warcry of his homeworld, as if roaring in triumph as he continues forwards to reclaim his weapon, the other knife in hand, the ymgarl torse still being used as something of a shield.
Rolled 84 (1d100)
>>46185674
>>46185663
>The patriarch falls from his chair.
>He attempts to hypnotize the Initiate with his hypnotic Gaze.
>>46185674
>lifts the magus' body and starts taking it out of the room
Eheh, I am s-stuffing this...
Rolled 17 (1d20)
>>46185727
You.
You magnificient fuck.
You!
>Runs through the genestealers in the room, sprinting towards the patriarch.
OUT OF MY FUCKING HOME!
Rolled 1 (1d20)
>>46185514
>>46185727
>rips off his hand and the arm springs open, again in the form of a large mix of a crossbow and bolter
>witch-stake incoming
Rolled 45 + 5 (1d100 + 5)
>>46185674
>>46185727
My fear is naught! For my faith is strong!
>Alice throws another surge of lightning at the beast in an attempt to distract it from being a pleb.5 bonus for distracted pleb?
>>46185775
>>46185791
>Points at Alice as Delta stabs his back.
KILL HER, SLAVE!
Rolled 61 (1d100)
>>46185727
>His face twists into a feral snarl as he lets free a loud growl, recognizing the threat too late, trying to remember his training to protect himself from such influence.
>>46185775
>witch-stake not coming.
>in fact, the weapon jams.
>so bad he can't turn it back to the normal hand mode.
Rolled 1 (1d20)
>>46185825
>>46185771
>Tries to choke Delta with his human-like pair of hands.
>>46185771
>the defensive like continues to fire on the nids
>the black armor marches in the direction of Delta
>>46185825
>Turns quickly as he was commanded, the monomolecular edged combat knife in his hand as he stared towards Alice. He retrieved his spare knife but now was on a new war path, marching over to the Inquisitor.
"Never cared for witches anyway."
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>46185871
>Simply tries to cut his arms
>>46185825
... No. I will not. I am on a mission. Mission comes first. Only your duty matters...
>his blank stare implies he's hypnotized
>but he makes no action to follow the orders
>>46185705
>the beam shoots out of the night scythe, enveloping Ron and Father Brian
>suddenly they find themselves underground, surrounded by black stone pillars
>Ron might recognize this place as the depths of Gospyria
>>46185871
>>46185899What are you rolling there, dice, or a joint?
>>46185899
>Not as planned
>Actually fucking scared now.
>Tactical retreat time.
>The patriarch tries running away as a swarm of genestealers holds LIX in place.
>>46185956
>Father Brian is now a little upset
Okay, I think I've let this go on long enough.
>he raises his voice, hoping Eta will hear him
Please bring us back! I would like you to please bring us back to the ship!
Rolled 44, 8 = 52 (2d100)
>>46185884
>Wrestling with an angry Space Marine Initiate is -not- something a sane person should attempt.
>Thus Alice attempts to pin the poor bugger to a wall.
>>46185974
>She also tries to cook the Genestealers threatening LIX.
>At least one of these things will end badly.
Rolled 4 (1d20)
>>46185974
> a needle, imbibed in a powerful toxin, reaches him in the back
>>46185974
He's getting away! KILL HIM!
Rolled 5 + 2 (1d20 + 2)
>>46185974
>The black armor charges into the mass around Delta with a powersword
>>46185974
The mission requires your death...
>slowly walks after him, still blankly staring at the distance
>>46186010
>Tyranid
>Expecting poisons and toxins to work.
>The patriarch, after running a safe distance sees this could very well be his end, and the end of his cult if he doesn't react.
My children.
>Genestealers stop fighting
Retreat. Spread out. It is fine. They might kill me today, but they will never kill us all.
Rolled 40 (1d100)
>>46186008
"Mutants by birth and witch by practice. You wear your sins like some kind of badge, like the blood soaked history of your precious Inquisition."
>He feels a suddenly strong resistance in his motion, trying to power through it on foot.
>>46186068
>Only to find himself suspended in thin air and suddenly pinned to a wall.
"Oh right. I forgot your ilk can do that."
Rolled 8, 2 = 10 (2d20)
>>46186064
But we m-may as well try.
>flings the magus body at the Patriarch, then flings herself at him and stabs him
Rolled 16 (1d20)
>>46186013
>The armor picks up Delta and begins firing on the fleeing Patriarch
>The genestealers and the hybrids begin running away.
>Some stand back and fight but they're not a big deal.
>The patriarch kneels down smiling.
>>46186064
>keeps lurching towards him
>drawing his autopistol
>he starts to regain consciousness
Rolled 1 (1d20)
>>46186111
Thanks.
>Rushes after the patriarch, murderous intends.
>>46186064
>>46186115
>It sure would be a shame that there were all those.....troops outside just in case exactly this happened.
>Like a lot of troops.
>Over 3 dozen tanks in face.
>To say nothing of the Chimeras, Valkyries or Dismounted Infantry.
>>46186068
>>46186097
Stand down one four nine. That is not you talking.
I have no desire to harm you today for something that is not your fault.
Your shall serve your Emperor.
>>46186003
>a clacking of metal on stone
Oh! is zis ze patient that Aytuh said he vould bring? Hello! I am Illuminor Freudkh, surgeon und psychomancer! Did you bring a friend?
>He reaches out to shake Brian's hand
>>46186103
>The magus hits his belly, when you jump on him you find out his skin is tougher than what it would seem.
>>46186144
>Psychically throws her away.
>>46186111
>The bullet hits his eye. He still breathes
>>46186157fact*
Rolled 17 (1d20)
>>46186157
>Suddenly remembers his mission as he hears Alice.
"Sure let's go with that."
>>46186144
>chases after Delta firing at the fleeing Purestrains as it runs
>>46186162
>Brian stares at the... Thing, obviously annoyed with the situation, but shakes anyways
Father Brian. What do you mean by "patient"? This man has already been treated.
Rolled 6 (1d20)
>>46186195damn dice
>>46186179
Last words?
>seems only half awake
>aiming autopistol at his face
>Slides down the wall onto the ground with a grumble.
"Yeah, not sure what over came me there. That things eyes, it's voice, everything was all wrong."
Rolled 77 (1d100)
>>46186236
>You hear his alien voice in your head
You want to shoot yourself.
>>46186198
Vell, you see, zis man has ze pariah gene, which makes him of great interest to my phaeron. But he is only useful if he is autonomous. So, I vill fix his little 'spinal issue'.
Rolled 98 (1d100)
>>46186179
Tries to get up, she might have hit something...
>>46186267
>Alice walks over to 149, albeit stays a little bit away, given his apparent dislike for Psykers.
>She does kneel infront of him though.
The Emperor forgives you son, of that I am sure, none are beyond moments of weakness, none save he at least.
>Alice does look rather....glowly at the moment, gold glowy at that.
Rolled 3 (1d20)
>>46186290
>while you feel a cold sensation into your ear
>and brain possibly
Rolled 29 (1d100)
>>46186290
I want to... Mission comes first. The mission requires your death. The mission...
>>46186324
>Yup she's fine, quite healthy. Runs back towards the patriarch.
>>46186336
>He's using telekinesis to hold you in place.
>>46186344
But first you want to shoot her.
>>46186332
"Forget it, old habits, old tradition. Another reason why we're sent out to find our way back home."
>Sniffs the air, trying to pick up on the scent of the patriarch, comparing each scent to the ichor on his knife.
Rolled 8 (1d20)
>>46186324
>looks over and realizes Delta is okay holds the Patriarch in place for Delta to killrolling to grapple
>>46186344
>>46186388
I want... Mission... Shoot... My-
>falls to the ground, unconscious
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>46186388
>brings his chainsword down on the Patriarch's neck
>>46186392
>Alice closes her eyes and gestures down the path the Patriarch fled down.
He went.....that way....
>lists off a set of directions to lead one to the big fucker.
>>46186445
GRAGASGH!
Let... the madness... begin...
>With a loud "thud" he falls to the ground.
>Anyone affected by his psychich wumbo jumbo is set free.
Rolled 13 (1d20)
"Shto et liesk! What it has hidden near!" The Initiate strained to make use of his modified senses.
>>46186468
>Arrives to see the patriarch fall down.
>She's staring at it with disdain.
>She looks at Behrend.
>Then back at the Patriarch.
>Empties a boltgun magazine on the patriarch's body.
>>46186480
>His ears pick up the unmistakable sound of a chainsword rending through fatty flesh.
"I think the Brother-Sergeant and his squad did the trick. Come on Alice... We've a lot more still to do. Up you get!"
>He sheathed his knives, motioning downwards to pull Alice up and along.
>>46186510
>Reloads.
>Keeps firing at it.
>>46186510
>the armor stands next to Delta a full head taller
>it just looks down at her
>>46186468
>is still unconscious
>>46186557
>She just keeps firing, reloading when needed to.
I lost my family because of you you fuck.
>>46186543
>>46186552
Aye, lets go see if there's anything left to do.
>Alice head's off in the direction of the dead Patriarch.
>She's...uh....still glowing gold, but she doesn't have the 'full monty' yet.
What happened over he-
Wow.....I'd say you killed the hell out of him.
>>46186595
>it just puts an armored hand on your shoulder
>>46186613
>incoming comunication!
>>46186595
>Out of ammo.
>Out of mags.
>Throws the boltgun down.
>Stays silent,
>>46186557
>>46186631
...
>Discretely moves her eyes to look at him.
>Stays silent a while more.
>Looks at him with her face.
Who are you?
>>46186650
>flicks her Vox on.
"Lord-Captain Wellesley, go ahead."
>>46186318
>Father Brian looks at Ron, then at Freudkh. He now seems... Angry. But it is kept under control.
Perverting the Holy Human form. That is what you are planning on doing? You intend to corrupt Ron, turn him into an automaton fueled by ancient magics that only an abomination in the eyes of the God-Emperor can understand?
>Brian looks insulted, disgusted
You think I will let you do this?!
>Brian opens his white robes, revealing a muscular body underneath, with a very shiny custom bolt pistol strapped to his chest
>>46186677
"Alice you're literally glowing. Like a golden aura around you. Can you turn that off? It's giving away our position."
>>46186677
Alice, do y'ear me? You wouldn't believe w'at 'appened! I got a telepat'ic message from guess w'o? AMELIA!
Well, an Astra Telepathica guy, but t'e message was from Amelia.
>>46186676
>kneels down to eye level
>leans in close
>a familiar childish voice whispers to you
I was told I couldn't tell anyone but I can talk to you.
>>46186743
Seren-
>She's startled.
>She lowers her tone as much as she can
D-don't let anyone know it is you, they'll harm you!
>>46186729
Err.....I'm.....
>Alice looks herself over for all of one second.
I don't think that's up to me one four nine....
I'm rather confused....
>>46186742
"You got a message from Amelia?! W-wait, you're not an Astropath! Are you alright?! And where is she?"
>>46186700
Vhat? No! the biotransference process would ruin his biological form! I need his genes for study! I vould simply return him to ze peak of health.
>>46186799
>switches to High Gothic
No, I am not, ugh, my head is trying to kill me. I would see all black if i was able to sse, I am sure! She says she is on Othellan and... that the governor is a Necron, ruling the planet and ammassing weapons without the nobles noticing!"
>>46186812
>looks surprised, then a little crestfallen
You what?
>hastily puts his robes back on
I'm not going to pretend I know what that means.
>>46186785
>keeps whispering to you.
I know. But we got a message that you were in trouble and I didn't know where Jackson is to tell him. So I decided to pretend to be him and come help.
>you fell that she's smiling even though your looking at a ceramite mask
>>46186865
Vell, technically I can use him as he is, but Nyzart has decided to repair him as a courtesy, mentioned something about "old friends".But not that old, he's talking about Ron. I swear I'm not plotting anything.
>>46186855
>Alice also switches to High Gothic
"Bloody norah. That's troubling, we'll be back shortly....in theory. Just lie down alright? Ask one of the Medics for some Pain Meds or something? I'll see if I can do anything for you when I get back."
Lixxy! Come on! We've got to head back to the ship!
>wakes up
Ow ow ow... My head...
>looks around
... What did I miss?
>>46186880
>She puts her own hand over the hand you put on her shoulder.
Thank you. It... does mean a lot.
>She'd smile.
You're quite brave for coming here. But this is not the best moment to talk, someone could hear you, pretend to return with your men to the ship, I'll speak to your servoskull when I get back. Alright?
>>46186933
>Turns to see Alice
Y-you're shining!
>>46186922
>Father Brian looks very embarrassed, and Ron looks to be in a great deal of pain from attempting to laugh
I...
>Brian attempts to ease Ron's pain by adjusting his position
...am very, very sorry. If you can do something to help him, I will let you do it.
>>46186939
Okay I'll see you on the ship
>you feel that she's smile
>she stands up stares at Alice
>>46186980
I....noticed. It makes me feel....warm, loved, content....I'll need to ask a Sanctioned Psyker what the Emperor feels like....but I'm not important enough for that, far from it.
Still......it does feel nice....
>>46187011
>Alice looks at the 'Inquisitor' curiously.
>>46186935
>still confused, decides to unjam the integrated weapon so he can turn it back to its hand mode
>>46186980
>Reaches into one of his pouches, pulling a synthskin dispenser from within one.
Here, this'll patch her up. I hope she doesn't mind being well tanned for a couple days.
>Hands it over to Alice.
>>46187086
>Trying to draw Alice's attention away from the AI, LIX moves up as she's speaking, a hand at her back would wave the AI goodbye.
Y-you look... radiant if I'd say so myself...
>>46187086Warm apple pie
>>46187086
>notices she's being looked at
>panics slightly
>does that little slight jump thing then hurries down the hall to the rest of the drop troops
>she waves to Delta as she goes
>>46187111
Um....thanks?
>accepts the dispenser and clips it onto her belt.
>>46187118
I....look....Err.....I feel.....safe. Not sure what I look like.
I'm....I should....I should tend to the wounded while I can.
>Busies himself by hiding somewhere in the background again.
>>46187198
Mind if I tag along? I...
>She looks at the whole area.
I don't want to be here anymore, and I know they're being carried outside.
>>46187102
>wanders off to study what he can before the regiment leavesgoing to sleep now, unless there is something Callidon is needed for in this thread (very unlikely). If not, have fun guys
>>46187086
>>46187118
"hello you still there? Stop prancing around each other like lesbian fawns and get your asses on this ship!"
>>46187299G'night lad. Nice attempt at trying to resist the patriarch btw
>>46187314
>She blushes. A lot.
W-what's going on?!
>>46187195
Most peculiar.....
>>46187250
Certainly, and don't worry. The Emperor will see that all is right.
>Alice heads back outside, stopping only to order a Trooper to grab her weapons, unless anyone else needs her.
>>46187314
"We're headed back right now actually."
>If she still wasn't required, Alice would jump on the first Valk headed back to the Cruiser.
>>46187363
>LIX follows and embarks too.
>She's humming a melody to try and get all her thoughts out of her head.
>Occassionally a line or two from the song would break out of her mouth.
We are not your kind of people...
>>46187424
Mhm? What's that lass? Who's not your kind of people?
>Eventually the Valkyrie would find it's self in an unused bay near the Sickbay.
>As quickly as the pair exit the passenger compartment, it would take off.
>Down below the valkyries flight, a lot of house workers are being inspected and an awful lot more is a giant pile of bodies on top a pyre.
>Lord Kent is at the top of the pyle, which just keeps growing at the more Genestealers and hybrid bodies they throw at it.
>The workers that fail the test are shot and also thrown into the pile.
>>46187514
>the troops return to the ship.
>Alice would get a report not long after returning to the ship of someone in black armor trying to get into Jackson's temporary office. The door was eventually accidentally broken open and was carefully placed back upside down.
>>46187514
Nothing... just... a song...
>>46187539
>She'd stare at the pile through the window as the Valk flew over it.
Goodbye, cousin...
>>46187544
>tries to contact Jackson over comms
>>46187588
>no response
>>46187586
>>46187588
I'm sorry that it had to end the way it did love....I truly am.
But.....we can't win 'em all lass.
By the way....can you make sure the halls between here and Anna's room are clear?
I....err....y'know.
>>46187544
>Alice files this away as moderate priority.
>For now, the much more pressing issue of what Anna received has to be dealt with.
>>46187661
>panic
>tries to walk up and look for him
>falls face down on the floor and stays there
>>46187675
Yes I understand...
I'll check the grounds once we land, nobody will see you shine...
>She seems to not have any strength on her tone nor on her words... they seem rather dull, and soul-less...
>>46187706
>the medical staff helps her back in bed and says to take it easy
>>46187751
>flails around and fires mind bullets
>angry as hell
>>46187734
Hey, hey, c'mere.
>Alice pulls the unfortunate bugger that is LIX into a hug.
It'll be okay lass.....it's all going to be okay, have a little faith, eh?
>plants a quick kiss on her forehead and steps back.
Now...uh....the corridors? I-if you feel okay?
>>46187788
>after getting you back in bed they cower outside your room
>>46187832
I just woke from a pile of dead genestealers.
Not fun.
How you ladies holding up?
>>46187844
>tries again to exit the room to find him, crawling on the floor, hitting the door with mindbullet after mindbullet until it falls down.
>>46187832
>Fucking appreciated, really.
>Feeling less shit now she checks the corridors left and right to make sure Alice can pass to medbay unseen.
Clear.
>>46187894
>They quickly try to put you back in bed saying you shouldn't be out and about yet
Rolled 22 (1d100)
>>46187941
>MINDBULLETS
>not lethal but painful
>>46186992
Let's see.
>the cryptek produces a syringe filled with a green liquid and injects it into Ron's neck
Now, have a good night's sleep and call me in the morning. There are rooms for you down the hall,this scarab will show you.
>>46187893
Started glowing and throwing the Warp around.....and I feel way too good about it.
How about yourself?
>>46187894
>>46187916
>Alice nods and proceeds to the Medbay....whereupon she....scoops Anna into her arms and tries to carry her back to her bed.
Ey, ey, ey, calm down. It's me, not sure how reassuring that'll be but it's me.
>>46187969
>Father Brian looks disappointed
Is that really it? I thought there'd be more... Green lightning.
>>46187985
>you have seen often Anna angry, furious, happy over her petty pranks and so on, but never had you seen her crying like this
>>46187961
>a few fall down screaming
>three of them get you back in bed apologizing
>>46188013
It should take about eight hours to completely heal. I can show you some green lightning if you'd like.
>>46187985
I tackled probably a dozen genestealers, got tackled by a dozen genestealers and I smell several kinds excrement's.
Quite frankly i'm good. At least i wasn't wounded in this op.
>>46188065
>Brian goes back to his usual, chipper self
If that green lightning takes us home, I'll bring you a muffin next time I see you!
>>46188052
Hey, hey.....sssssshhhh, it's okay, it's okay.
>Alice does her best to console the equally young Psyker.
Just let it out.....there we go....we can talk when you feel better, okay?
Did you actually get -anything- for that headache?
>>46188052
Anna! What's wrong?
>>46188083
Sounds good mate, I.....err....I helped some people stay alive, so I'm happy too.....not so sure about the Psyker bit, but I didn't explode into Daemons at least....
>>46188114
>>46188118
FUCK T'AT 'EADACHE! W'ere's Jackson!?
>>46188170
Uh... Wasn't he with the assault force?
>>46188144
Just try to keep the mind storms to a minimum, alright.
You know how some people feel about that.
>>46188170
>>46188199
Yes, he was......but he's certainly not dead, that's the sort of thing his Troops would tend to report in about.
>>46188209
I'll try, but no promises.
Rolled 36 (1d100)
>>46188222
>>46188199
He isn't answering to comms! Maybe someone took him!?
>you can see a faint blue glint in her eyes as she tries to foresee Jackson's location
>>46188222
Alright, but be careful, It would suck to electrocute your comrades by accident.
I need a drink.
Several drinks.
>>46188269
>You can't find or feel him it's like something is making him completely invisible to you
>>46188269
>Remembers what one of the spies had told him of Jackson having a target over his head now.
>Goes pale.
Rolled 91 (1d100)
>>46188322
>tries again
>blood starts running from her nose
>>46188366
I'll try to find him! Stop with your powers, you might kill yourself!
>She storms off, towards Jackson's office.
>>46188366
>it's extremely fuzzy but you're able to see someone walking down a strange ship corridor but it's definitely not Jackson. It's a woman instead.there's a reason you can't find him. I explained last thread
>>46188332
>>46188366
>>46188408
Lixxy dear, before you go running o-.......great.
>Alice grabs the Vox Handset off her belt.
"CO Bradford, get whoever commands Jackson's Troops to send the first squad of their first Platoon up here.
>replaces it and turns her attention back to Anna.
And -you-. Stop hurting yourself. Actually, while you're at it, listen. Apparently, I can heal people, I needn't explain how.
Would you like me to try it with you? Or would you rather wait for surgery?
Rolled 24 + 20 (1d100 + 20)
>>46188488
SHUT UP.
>>46188447
Not t'is! WHO CARES! I AM LOOKING FOR 'IM!
>the veins in her eyes pop and make them two red pools as she focuses her power again. The temperature of the room rises as well, a minor phenomena manifesting alongside her powersIC she doesn't know.
>>46188524
>Alice grabs Anna's shoulders and starts shaking her.
Stop it before you kill yourself you fool!
I actually thought you were one of the smart ones, but I really -am- surrounded by idiots.
>>46188558
Where is Jackies last know position?
>>46188558
Shut the fuck up I said! I can see the future! For once, make it t'at it 'elps me instead of killing t'ose around me!
>>46188408
>the door is stuck on upside down
>>46188408
>>46187544
>>46188671
>This worries her a lot.
>She tries to tackle the door down.
>>46188628
By the will of our Lord, the Immortal Emperor of Man, I order you to cease this pointless self-harm!
>There is a.....'whisper' of quiet power behind Alice's words, along with echos of a feeling that....Anna quite possibly doesn't know, since she also isn't Sanctioned.
I am trying to help you and you do naught but make yourself worse! Cease. Your. Struggle.
Now....would you like me to heal you, or not?
Rolled 14 (1d100)
>>46188724accidentaly wrote dice in caps lock
>>46188750
Ow... Oh fuck, aah!
It's fucking reinforced!
>>46188736
N-no...
>as Anna opens her mouth to talk, she spits blood all over her body
I'm not done yet...
>>46188724
>the door just falls over as soon as it's touched
>the suit of armor is sitting with it'sknees to its chest in the corner and it looks at you
>>46188783
>>46188800
>She gets up hurt.
Se-serena?
>>46188828
>she speaks a little sad and panicked
I'm sorry about the door it was locked and I couldn't fit through the vents and then it just broke because this suit is really strong... I'm sorry
>>46188724
>>46188750How exactly did you expect that to work? She's not a Space Marine.
>>46188602
Last known was with the assault force, and like I said, fairly certain he's not dead. They'd have reported it.
>>46188797
Oh by the Emperor.
>Alice kneels at the side of the bed and places a hand on Ana's chest.This is already going to result in Alice getting her shit slapped
>closes her eyes and inclines her head in prayer.
>"My Lord, watch over your humble servants as I attempt to repair that which has been damaged in this one's quest to find her loved one....."
>And with that, Alice attempts to fix the damage, both old and new, that Anna has suffered.Roll or not roll, that's up to you mate.
>>46188870
Hey hey, it is alright girl... It is just a door. Have... Have you seen Jackson?
Rolled 42 + 20 (1d100 + 20)
>>46188907
... well t'anks for the boost, really. Didn't know y'ad it in ye.
>it is not that you are not healing her
>but she keeps using it to damage herself again, so your work is almost for nothing
>findingjacksonroll n°4
>>46188921
>she sounds sadder
No. I lost him during the drop. Usually I talk to him through the radio and help him but he stopped responding after he landed on the roof...
Fear not soldiers! I have arrived! Am I yet again to late for the slaughter or are there still some enemys lurking around?
>>46189002
Oh no...
>LIX kneels next to her.
Aw don't be sad lil' girl.
>She'd give the armor's head a hug, not sure if it will comfort an AI but she has to try.
Listen I need to find him, his lover is idiitically hurting herself because she doesn't feel him in the warp. Any Idea why would that be?
My Emperor remind me fellow Scions that if I ever break the law to just kill myself so I don't have to be around anything like this ever again. I bet their transports don't even have seat padding. What a shitty existence for them thankfully I was blessed with being a fucking bad ass. I hope none of them try to start shit with me again. I'd hate to beat up their pathetic "tough guys" again causing their morale to break because they know they can never be me.
>>46188979
Okay deary, time to take a nap.
>Alice ceases her fruitless efforts and instead rummages around for a tranquilizer in her Medkit.
Last chance deary, you stop being stupid and let me heal you, or you go night night for a little bit.
>>46189094
Why don't you fuck yourself wit' a chainsword first?
>>46189079
>she sounds a little better
Well there is that device he was developing a while ago. Like the things the spy had except it works only on psykers.
>>46189083Isn't Morale for sane people? There aren't any of them here.
>>46189135
Okay dokey.
>Alice injects Anna with a dose of Tranquilizer, at the neck, it should take effect quickly.
Maybe you'll feel better after a nap.
>>46189083
If you want to get your ass kicked you can just ask.
I already murdered heretics when you still got abused by the preachers in the schola progenium.
>>46189135
>Everytime you try you see the same thing. The same woman walking down the same hall. Occasionally you see shadows of people around her... armed people. She's being guarded.
>>46189187
>falls down on the medbay bed, eyes wide open, blood leaking from mouth, nose and ears
>>46189189
Heretics are even shitter. At least they saw the corn at the top of your shit pile and decided to let you be a meat shield for me so I could get real work done.
>>46189239
Emperor lend me your strength.
>She asks, even if it might already be happening, then returns to healing the large amount of damage that exists.
>Even the damage from her torture, although that may take longer.
>>46189083
>shots him in the crotch with the disciplinary laspistol
>>46189181
Hm. That could explain why we don't find him.
>She sighs a little bit relieved, then voxes Alice.
He's wearing the Psilens, tell anna to stop trying to find him. She won't.
>Leaving the radio conversation, she looks at Serena up and down, still hugging her.
How did you get into that armor anyways? I thought you were into a cute and small servoskull?
>>46189265
unaffected because, ya know functional armor. Commissar tackles you breaking your arm for attempting to shoot your superior (and better.)
>>46189278
>she sounds really sad now
I'm just a program... as long as there's a processor and radio I can control it. Though I don't like this armor it doesn't feel like me.
>>46189454
Aww don't say that you look cute no matter what you wear!
...
Thank you for coming to help me out back there with the Genestealers... I was... Having a dark moment...
>>46189321
"Sir", you are damaging property of the regiment.
I just want to remind you that execution is the punishment for such an offense.
*unholsters his Bolt pistol*
>>46189489
"LIX, you found Jackson yet? If I wake Anna up without his ass there she'll try and kill herself trying to find him again."
>>46189489
>she speaks with a little more confidence
It's not that. It's it doesn't feel like.. I don't know. It doesn't feel like me. I like the servoskull because it feels like me. It's small and quick and I can hide and it's cozy. It's like a good fitting set of clothes.
