"You brothers – such a nest of rivalries. I warned him to make you sisters, that it would make things more civilised. He thought I was joking. I wasn’t."You were dead. No ifs and buts about it. Yet… Here you were. Alive.Your mind slowly stirred up, synapses sparking as your limbs slowly moved. Your skin registered the coarse linen and the only fabric on your skin, brifers. You rubbed your temples as you scanned your surrounding. The medicae gasped, one of them dropped their metal tray as they all watched you sat up on your bed. “Throne… I’ve never seen anything like it!” “It’s a miracle!”“Sorcery!” Whispers soon grew into praises and doubts. Everything went ignored as you tried to remember…>You are a Voidsman Breacher>You are a sergeant in the Solar Auxilia >You are a corporal in the Jopall Indentured Squadron>Write-inYes… The latest engagement was on Sill VII, attached to…>Insert Legion[Obvious warning but lore breaking and slight ooc moments in this qst, choosing the legion basically locks you in. I will keep each quest as a one-shot where the next thread will have a different primarch, thanks for taking an interest!]
>>6396774>You are a corporal in the Jopall Indentured Squadron>Iron hands.
>>6396774>You are a Voidsman Breacher>XVII Word Bearers
>>6396774For me it's nightlords
>>6396774>You are a sergeant in the Solar Auxilia>Blood Angels
Gonna need a tie breaker or some sorts guys or I'll be rolling the dice.
>>6397495Support for this
>>6397743Alright I'll lock this in tomorrow, as for the military origin I'll either throw the dice or wait for the second tie breaker.
>>6397752Personally I would have chosen the twins, but oh well
>>6397755You could make another stalemate
>>6397758I wouldn't wanna hold up the quest
>>6396774>You are a Voidsman Breacher>>Insert LegionThe Raptors. The green ones.
>>6397786Not a legion anonVoidsman has 2 votes, Sanguinius has two votes, so it begins. Can I start a new qst with a different name or do I not clog up /qst/?
>>6397943Just continue here?
>>6397943This thread will stay up for 90-120 days most likely. The post limit on the board is 750 before the thread starts to sage, and even then, it will stay in the board for months just the same. You're only allowed five active threads at a time. It's definitely bad form to start and abandon threads when you have an abundance of space and time to use them.
>>6398101>>6398122Gotcha, I'll do that.
You are a Voidsman Breacher, Sergeant-at-Arms Zyn Enon to your friends and Sergeant Z to your junior armsmen. Yes… You remember clearly now, your last attachment was under the 5th Expeditionary Fleet under the Ninth Legion, The Blood Angels. Your last memory was not a boarding-combat or even in a vessel. The 113th Rifles needed additional support, so you and your company were sent to assist in the extermination of the enemy’s fortress.“So the report is true…” From the entrance a man with a coarse skin and stone face entered, an appearance that couldn’t be mistaken. To see him in a crisp navy blue uniform with shining golden epaulets, and the signature gold fringed red sash made him seem like a proper Senior Chief Petty Officer. Then again, his uniform was always crisp. “Chief, what are you doing here?”“When I heard you were blown in half then regenerated, that tends to get my attention.” He tossed a data-slate beside you. You flicked through the various reports… Most stated something impossible. A forward facing mine ripped through your shield and cut you in half. “You also got a guest coming in today. Someone above the brass.” “Who?” He shrugged. “Someone big enough the High Admiral himself is on the vessel. Whoever this guest is, don’t make a fool of yourself, got it?” “Aye, Chief.”An hour or so passed, you spent the first few minutes exploring the new room. What surprised you the most was the size of it. Two platoons and a keg of amasec and food could easily fit in the medicae room. You weren’t some cog head like those priests, but these machines had to be for the nobles, not for the likes of you. Finally, the doors, why was it so tall? The interior made it obvious this was still the vessel you were attached to, The Stalwart Fist. I still feel fine…[/]You rolled your shoulders and swung your legs, nothing felt off. “Ah, you’re awake.”The voice was soft, light, you turned around to see a giant in white robe and red sash. The beauty, your breath would’ve stopped if not for the fact that she caught you by surprise. You immediately knelt and held your head low. “My lady. It’s… It is an honor.”“Rise, Sergeant Enon.” You stood and looked upon her visage. She was just so beautiful…>You panicked. "Would you like to take a seat? The bed? Me?">You kept silent, no need to flap your gums >"I didn't know the guest would be you, my lady." >Write-in
You are a Voidsman Breacher, Sergeant-at-Arms Zyn Enon to your friends and Sergeant Z to your junior armsmen. Yes… You remember clearly now, your last attachment was under the 5th Expeditionary Fleet under the Ninth Legion, The Blood Angels. Your last memory was not a boarding-combat or even in a vessel. The 113th Rifles needed additional support, so you and your company were sent to assist in the extermination of the enemy’s fortress.“So the report is true…” From the entrance a man with a coarse skin and stone face entered, an appearance that couldn’t be mistaken. To see him in a crisp navy blue uniform with shining golden epaulets, and the signature gold fringed red sash made him seem like a proper Senior Chief Petty Officer. Then again, his uniform was always crisp. “Chief, what are you doing here?”“When I heard you were blown in half then regenerated, that tends to get my attention.” He tossed a data-slate beside you. You flicked through the various reports… Most stated something impossible. A forward facing mine ripped through your shield and cut you in half. “You also got a guest coming in today. Someone above the brass.” “Who?” He shrugged. “Someone big enough the High Admiral himself is on the vessel. Whoever this guest is, don’t make a fool of yourself, got it?” “Aye, Chief.”An hour or so passed, you spent the first few minutes exploring the new room. What surprised you the most was the size of it. Two platoons and a keg of amasec and food could easily fit in the medicae room. You weren’t some cog head like those priests, but these machines had to be for the nobles, not for the likes of you. Finally, the doors, why was it so tall? The interior made it obvious this was still the vessel you were attached to, The Stalwart Fist. I still feel fine…[/]You rolled your shoulders and swung your legs, nothing felt off. “Ah, you’re awake.”The voice was soft, light, you turned around to see a giant in white robe and red sash. The beauty, your breath would’ve stopped if not for the fact that she caught you by surprise. You immediately knelt and held your head low. “My lady. It’s… It is an honor.”“Rise, Sergeant Enon.” You stood and looked upon her visage. She was just so beautiful…>You couldn't help but panic... "Would you like a seat? Uh... The bed, perhaps? Me?">You stood silent, not meeting her eyes>"I am at your command." You saluted
I don't know what the fuck /qst/ was on but please ignore >>6398643 don't know what happened.
>>6398683>I still feel fine…[/]You messed up the formating, sir,
>>6398643>"I am at your command." You salutedI think it's too early for anything else, at least. Even if the first option is fun
>>6398643>"I am at your command." You saluted
