Summary: You are Ninety-Nine, a tyranid hybrid made to combat the tyranid She had to stay strong. This level of isolation was nothing compared to the roaring flames of battle. Ninety-Nine avoided the people in the ship, though once a day she moved with the servitors and pretended to be one just to feel part of a brood. Ninety-Nine watched the servitors move inside a cramped hallway. The ground suddenly rumbled. “Translating into real space.” The ship’s vox announced.The ship’s interior pipes and walls creaked heavily. Ninety-Nine whipped her head left and right in panic. Suddenly, the sounds stopped. There was a pulse of silence before the ship’s quiet hum resumed. She shrugged and followed the servitors until they reached a wide space, where tech priests and skiitari gathered. Ninety-Nine climbed on top of a cogitator, then grabbed onto a pipe above, then skulked in the dark to find a way back into her room.“Subject Ninety-Nine to the command deck. Subject Ninety-Nine to the command center.” The voxes set in many corners announced. “Subject Ninety-Nine to the command deck. Subject Ninety-Nine to the command deck.”Thanks to following the servitors, Ninety-Nine knew the basic layout of the ship, enough to know the important locations filled with people so she could avoid them. First, Ninety-Nine returned to her room to retrieve her hooded robe, then arrived at the command deck. Gotta hide it, need to hide it…As she walked, Ninety-Nine tugged robes to cover her hands and her tail wrapped her waist. She was at the command deck, though she was not sure what she was supposed to do.>Ninety-Nine looked for Faustinius>Ninety-Nine looked for Inquisitor Greyfax>Ninety-Nine approached the tall battle-master with metal tendrils on his back >Ninety-Nine stayed where she was, she was in the command deck after all and no one told her where she was supposed to be specifically. Thread 1https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2024/6099832/
>>6128176>Ninety-Nine stayed where she was, she was in the command deck after all and no one told her where she was supposed to be specifically.We really need to find Nintey-Nine some Gaunts to be her tiny friends.
>>6128176>Faustius
>>6128176>Ninety-Nine looked for Inquisitor Greyfax
>>6128176>Ninety-Nine stayed where she was, she was in the command deck after all and no one told her where she was supposed to be specifically.
>>6128176>Ninety-Nine looked for FaustiniusI wonder how abhumans would view 99. Ogryns would obviously just think whatever they're told to think but what about actually sapient abhumans?
>>6128176>Ninety-Nine looked for Faustinius
>>6128201Don’t mention the nids and say that she is a rare phycher abhuman- probably OKish
>>6128176>>Ninety-Nine looked for FaustiniusAlso someone vote + on suptg. It has 4 votes and it deserves a green
>>6128176>Ninety-Nine stayed where she was, she was in the command deck after all and no one told her where she was supposed to be specifically.They'll go to us if they want us.
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Everyone in the ship moved. Be it the servitors or tech-priests, everyone knew where they had to go. Not Ninety-Nine, she tugged at her sleeves and the hood again to cover her features, even if it meant obstructing her vision. The very thought of being seen frightened her for now. “Subject Ninety-Nine, to hangar five. Subject Ninety-Nine, to hangar five.”Ninety-Nine circled around, she found no signs of where she was meant to be. After minutes of wandering, Ninety-Nine sniffled. The crowds ignored her, and no one seemed to be willing to help. “Subject Ninety-Nine, to hangar five. Keep going forward, over the rails, and go to the fifth ship.”Ninety-Nine followed the vox’s instruction. A group of skitarii rangers and a large metal capsule waited at the ship. The skitariis turned their blue lensed eyes at Ninety-Nine who flinched. They chattered in raspy whispers that left a distorted crack. The skitarii pressed a button on the capsule. A grating moan creaked out from the capsule as the middle portion opened up. The skitarii pointed at the interior.“Do you… want me inside?”The skitarii nodded. “Why can’t I ride in the ship?”“Orders from Magos Faustinius, you are to enter.” The skitarii said.Ninety-Nine sighed and entered the capsule, trapping her in cold darkness. She felt the capsule being moved and then attached with a heavy snap. The dark interior suddenly lit up by the holo-screen inside the capsule.“Ninety-Nine. Your mission is to enter enemy territory and eliminate vat grown tyranids.”The screen showed a tyranid but with black carapace with twisted, malformed flesh. Extra limbs protruded on their backs, bumps and warts infected their flesh, their fangs were not uniform but grown to different lengths. Ninety-Nine blanched as she stuck her tongue out.>“You are to infiltrate the outpost of the heretek’s forge fortress and eliminate the vat grown tyranid scouts. Then wait at the outpost for further instructions.”>“You are to move with the skitarii unit and assist the initial assault by being dropped near by the forgre fortress with other skitarii units.” No write-in
>>6128864>“You are to infiltrate the outpost of the heretek’s forge fortress and eliminate the vat grown tyranid scouts. Then wait at the outpost for further instructions.”
>>6128864>>“You are to infiltrate the outpost of the heretek’s forge fortress and eliminate the vat grown tyranid scouts. Then wait at the outpost for further instructions.”We can solo this.
>>6128864> “You are to move with the skitarii unit and assist the initial assault by being dropped near by the forgre fortress with other skitarii units.”
>>6128864>she tugged at her sleeves and the hood again to cover her features, even if it meant obstructing her vision. The very thought of being seen frightened her for now.my precious baby, dammit>“You are to infiltrate the outpost of the heretek’s forge fortress and eliminate the vat grown tyranid scouts. Then wait at the outpost for further instructions.”
>>6128864>>“You are to infiltrate the outpost of the heretek’s forge fortress and eliminate the vat grown tyranid scouts. Then wait at the outpost for further instructions.”Not only is this her THING... I want her to possibly meet the heretek. It'll be fun, if they just happen to be in this outpost...
>>6128864>>“You are to move with the skitarii unit and assist the initial assault by being dropped near by the forgre fortress with other skitarii units.”
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“You are to infiltrate the outpost of the heretek’s forge fortress and eliminate the vat grown tyranid scouts. Then wait at the outpost for further instructions. You will be dropped in t-minus five hours.”“That’s so long!”No answer. Ninety-Nine cross her arms and sighed. With nothing to do, she closed her eyes and slept. Her peaceful slumber soon ended by blaring alarms and flashing red light. Ninety-Nine rubbed her eyes as she slowly stirred up.“Huh… whuzz iz it?” Ninety-Nine yawned.“Warning. Past target drop zone. Warning. Past target drop zone.”Then, weightlessness. Ninety-Nine giggled as the new floaty sensation levitated her. Her hair moved freely as if underwater. This new lack of gravity was only ruined by the lack of space. Ninety-Nine wondered if this was what swimming was like. Maybe she could—WHAMThe immediate force slammed Ninety-Nine on impact. Her head swayed left and right, her vision blurred, Ninety-Nine shook her head. The capsule opened with a pressurized hiss, she peeked her head and found herself surrounded in a metal interior. Ninety-Nine saw a webs of pipes spread far and wide and metal walls that oozed with dark red slime. A bright light poured through the gaping hole pierced by the fallen capsule. >Ninety-Nine quickly exited her capsule, and searched for the tyranids>Ninety-Nine examined the red ooze>Write-in
>>6129416Short update there will be another one
>>6129416>Ninety-Nine examined the red oozeMystery sauce.
>>6129416>Ninety-Nine quickly exited her capsule, and searched for the tyranids"nids could be here"
>>6129416>Ninety-Nine examined the red ooze>If it's related to the nids, use it to cover our scentCan't go infiltrating if we positively reek of incense and machine oil from the time spent in a mechanicus vessel.
>>6129416>Ninety-Nine examined the red ooze
>>6129416>Ninety-Nine quickly exited her capsule, and searched for the tyranids
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Ninety-Nine approached the wall, the red oozed smelled thickly of unnatural paste. The ooze squelched as Ninety-Nine scraped the slime with her talon. The tip of her long and pink tongue hesitantly touched the ooze. The putrid stench of rot and lip puckering sourness touched back. Ninety-Nine smeared the ooze on the least dirtiest wall.“Blegh!” Ninety-Nine smear the ooze on the least dirtiest wall. The ooze continued to drip from the wall. Ninety-Nine brought her nose and sniffed. Her sense of smell however did not detect the origin of the scent, for it had none. She cocked her head, then sniffed, once again, nothing. No meat should have no scents, it made no sense. How can a bad tasting meat have no scent? “That’s weird…” Ninety-Nine looked up at the hole then around her surroundings. On every wall the red ooze dripped, glistening from the green flames from dimly lit torches to glowing crystals embedded in wire riddled lanterns that hung on ceilings and walls. Ninety-Nine’s dark vision began to adjust. Suddenly, Ninety-Nine heard a tapping on the floor that sounded like six footsteps.>Ninety-Nine hid in the shadows>Ninety-Nine looked for a way down>Ninety-Nine looked for a way up
>>6129522>Ninety-Nine hid in the shadowsHmm. Hopefully she doesn't get Nurgle-brand super aids from licking that.
>>6129522>Ninety-Nine looked for a way down
>>6129522> Ninety-Nine hid in the shadows
>>6129522>Ninety-Nine looked for a way downUp is the direction we just came from.
>>6129583>>6129580>>6129563>>6129538Votes locked in. Recommended soundtrack for this missionhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUKIgo1R3pg&list=PLggwHaWkdoiauENyO73WJM9Do6S9sxvhb&index=3&ab_channel=GhostShipGames
Ninety-Nine looked for a way down. No stairs and with no way for a grav lift, Ninety-Nine dove into an open vent and crawled away. She waited, until the skittering was a distant echo. Ninety-Nine crawled deeper until she arrived at the other end. She hopped out of the vent but her footing slipped on the metal floor layered with sticky red mucus.“No no no!” Ninety-Nine frantically whispered.With one final slip, she landed face first into the ground. A trail of ooze followed as Ninety-Nine stood back up. The red robe became sticky and now shriveled up, clinging to her skin with a damp and coarse texture.“I hate this day already…”Ninety-Nine stood back up and saw a wide open space ahead of her that was nearly devoid of light. Despite the open flames, darkness choked the lights from spreading. Chains hung from above, some with meathooks that held naked men and women with strange symbols carved into their stomach. Ninety-Nine sniffed the air.Can’t get a scent…Small chunks of flesh and broken metal bits filled each room Ninety-Nine sniffed the remaining bits, catching scent of oil and incense similar yet different to the tech-priests back in the Caestus Metallican. The melee they held were jagged and sharp, with guns with coiled metal bits with welding lines that stitched the metal parts together. After checking the final room, she saw a cracked cogitator next to the metal automated door bruised with dents and scratch marks. Ninety-Nine had to wonder… why was it so quiet here?>Ninety-Nine descended the stairs>Ninety-Nine pressed a random buttonRoll d100, this is pure luck>Ninety-Nine walked back, hoofed the floor, then chargedDifficulty: 22Amount of rolls: 1Dice: D20Modifier: Strength (+4) and Agility (+2)Reason: It’s a damaged door. It’s easy to bust through but the floor is rather slipperySuccess: The door will be smashed down, but there will be a loud soundFailure: The door will be still be smashed down, but there will be a louder sound… with a surprise. VOTES WILL BE COLLECTED THEN I WILL ASK YOU TO ROLL
>>6129842>Ninety-Nine pressed a random buttonCan't put this option and expect me not to vote for it.
>>6129842>Ninety-Nine walked back, hoofed the floor, then chargedTime to use our head!
>>6129842>Ninety-Nine descended the stairs
>>6129842>Ninety-Nine pressed a random buttonRNGESUS TAKE THE WHEEL
>>6129842>Ninety-Nine pressed a random buttonI'm guessing the hereteks failed to control the scouts and have begun to massacre the place but couldn't breach the door. So what were the hereteks protecting that the nids wanted?
>>6129842>Ninety-Nine pressed a random buttonThe enemies of the Emperor cannot anticipate our plan if we have no plan.
>>6129842>Ninety-Nine walked back, hoofed the floor, then charged
>>6129848>>6129859>>6129868>>6129977Well anons, it seems that you are trusting your faith with reckless abandon. Let's see if it pays off. Roll a d100.1 - 25 will be a normal success26 - 45 will be no success, she will look for another route and nothing bad will happen.46 - 55 will be no success, she will have to roll a sneak and beat a difficulty roll of 6 with a D6 with two rolls.50 - 100 No success, and enemy encounter that is different from 46-55Ave Imperator
>>6130002Woops, two rolls only
Rolled 30 (1d100)>>6130002Let see what faith lend us toward.
Rolled 69 (1d100)>>6130002God Emperor Preserve Us
Rolled 85 (1d100)>>6130002
Rolled 2 (1d2)In my retardation, I forgot to mention if I will take the lowest or the highest.So.1.692.30I will also roll for it, it feels unfair to take the lowest without mentioning it. Never let it be said I am an unfair QM.
Well, shit. I swear you guys are so lucky, it's unreal. I'll write the update tomorrow.
Want to take a break for today, update will be tomorrow
>>6129641>Recommended soundtrack for this missionSoon to becomehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RmRRfd2-VeM
The outpost had more turns and twists than a maze. Ninety-Nine wandered the halls and descended more stairs until she found no more rooms to explore. Ninety-Nine huffed a frustrated sigh then climbed back up the stairs. No scents pointed her a way, and not a soul remained in this outpost.“I’m so hungry…” A skittering from before drew close from a corner as a pained breath wheezed out. Ninety-Nine jumped back inside the vent and watched. A clawed hand peeked from the corner first, then the entire body pulled itself forward. It was a heretek priest that Ninety-Nine saw inside the capsule. The tech-priest crawled on the floor, pulling himself with his hands and his mechadendrites. His lower half jutted out metal wires and black entrails, leaving a smeared black trail. The tech-priest arrived at the locked cogitator. His mechadendrite rose up, and began clicking on the cogitator buttons. Ninety-Nine waited to see the door behind, until something else appeared. A heavy dollop of mass emerged from the shadows. “Going somewhere?” A hand encased in power armor grabbed the mechadendrite as its form fully liberated itself from the darkness. A battle-master! Though this one looked more unique. Instead of rich cloth or capes, he wore stitched up dry skins. Skulls and bones hung from his armor with three decomposing heads on a spike plated at the back. Though he seemed different, Ninety-Nine knew better, his armor was blue, therefore, he was an Ultramarine. Ninety-Nine hopped out of the vent.>“Hello, battle-master, I’m Ninety-Nine from the Watch Fortress of Kryptman! Glory to Ultramar!”* >“Hello, battle-master, I’m Ninety-Nine from the Watch Fortress! I didn’t know a kill-team was joining, are you also here to look for the vat grown tyranids?”>“Hello, battle-master, I’m Ninety-Nine. I didn’t know you were also joining, Emperor you have a lot of snacks, do you like eating flesh too?” >Write-in (but keep to the spirit of the answers) *99 still doesn’t know the name of the watch fortress
>>6131176>“Hello, battle-master, I’m Ninety-Nine. I didn’t know you were also joining, Emperor you have a lot of snacks, do you like eating flesh too?”this will be fun
>>6131176>“Hel-roh, battle-master, I’m Ninety-Nine from the Watch Fortress of Kryptman! Glory to Ultramar!”*
>>6131176>“Hello, battle-master, I’m Ninety-Nine. I didn’t know you were also joining, Emperor you have a lot of snacks, do you like eating flesh too?”
>>6131176>“Hello, battle-master, I’m Ninety-Nine. I didn’t know you were also joining, Emperor you have a lot of snacks, do you like eating flesh too?” Somebody probably should have filled her in on what a chaos space marine is before sending her down here.
>>6131214>“Hello, battle-master, I’m Ninety-Nine. I didn’t know you were also joining, Emperor you have a lot of snacks, do you like eating flesh too?”KRYPTMAN, WHY DID YOU SEND YOUR ADOPTED DAUGHTER INTO THE HANDS OF CHAOS! KRYPTMAN SHE HAS LIKE 3 INT! KRRRYPPPTMANNN!!!
>“Hello, battle-master, I’m Ninety-Nine. I didn’t know you were also joining, Emperor you have a lot of snacks, do you like eating flesh too?”It'd be interesting if she like human flesh as she grows up
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“Hello, battle-master, I’m Ninety-Nine. I didn’t know you were also joining, Emperor, you have a lot of snacks, do you like eating flesh too?” Malor Sakand stared at this delightful thing. He and his warband had been hired by the rival of this forge world to eliminate their vat grown tyranid and this forge world’s Fabricator General for double payment in weapons. So, here he was, staring at the tiny thing that was an affront of humanity, he would have squashed it, but the thing spoke something interesting.“By joining, who do you refer to, meat?”“You and your kill-team? From the watch fortress?” Ninety-Nine said confusedly. “Are you not from Deff Watch?” “Ah yes. I am. My kill-team has separated for now. Why have you come here?”“To look for the grown tyranids.” Ninety-Nine answered obediently. “They are here, I can confirm that.” Malor said. “I will be taking command now. You are to follow me, am I clear?”Ninety-Nine nodded. Yet… something did not make sense. Why was the kill-team separated and why wasn’t she told? Then again, why did this battle-master look so different? They didn’t eat snacks like her! Ninety-Nine’s tiny brain (but soon to be big) sweated to add the details together. Think… think… think! Difficulty: 9Amount of rolls: 1Dice: d10Modifier: Intelligence +3Reason: Ninety-Nine does know how the average loyalist astartes looks like, but she is used to listening to orders. This is a critical thinking moment for her. She does not know traitor astartes exist but knows that something is strange.Success: +1 intelligence, Ninety-Nine will ask some questions which will make the Night Lord give up playing games which will lead to her hiding until he leaves.Failure: Ninety-Nine will do what he says pic rel
Another update will follow due to the short update
Rolled 10 + 3 (1d10 + 3)>>6131793fuck it guess i'll roll
>>6131797Goddamn, this anon don't missWe getting a new braincell lads
>>6131797YEA! KNOWLEDGE IS POWER!Now are we smart enough not to say something stupid….
>>6131797nice
>>6131812Whoa now, let's not get crazy! That adorable ignorance is our money maker.
Rolled 5 + 3 (1d10 + 3)>>6131793here we go!>>6131797nice one.
>>6131797You know I make this Penance Token system, and I never get to use it. I'll update now. Btw anyone works out here?
>>6131797Every dice roll gives her another iq digit. Cannot stop winning.>>6131884I work in construction.
>>6131898Well shit that's working out alright, based. And massive respect to you man, thank you for keeping the city alive and expanding.
Something was indeed wrong. No one told Ninety-Nine about the arrival of a kill-team or heard of a kill-team being separated. Not to mention, no battle-masters enjoyed snacks like her, that she knew so far at least. Ninety-Nine paused, she looked up at the battle-master that just exuded something foul.“Are you really a battle-master from the watch fortress?” “Of course I am, you dare question me?” The battle-master brought his revving chain glaive. “I am your master.”Ninety-Nine took a step back. “W—Who’s the leader of the watch fortress then?”“I know who it is, it’s—”The chain glaive descended with a mighty roar, its rotating fangs sunk into the floor as Ninety-Nine hopped out of the way. Ninety-Nine dodged in time then crawled back into the vents. It did not matter where she would head into. Not when the chain glaive bit through the vents with a revving snarl. “Where do you think you’re going, little meat?” A rasp laughter echoed through the vents. Ninety-Nine—>Went for the left vent, where she dropped into a room full of dead tech-priests>Kicked the vent below and dropped into an empty room with a hatch >Kept crawling forwardUpdated Stat Health: 50 Agility: 4/10, [+ 2] Intelligence: 7/10 [+3] Strength: 8/10 [+4] Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]
>>6131900>Went for the left vent, where she dropped into a room full of dead tech-priestsIntelligence is now our second best stat.
>>6131900>Went for the left vent, where she dropped into a room full of dead tech-priests
Rolled 1 (1d3)>>6131900Rolling for direction, from top to bottom option respectively.
>>6131900>Kept crawling forward>>6131924>Intelligence is now our second best stat.no...
>>6131900>Kicked the vent below and dropped into an empty room with a hatchWhat's in the hatch?>>6131884I handle orders for fruit + veg wholesale logistics
>>6131899>mfw i realise he meant excercise rather than job.Thanks qm, why did you wanna know? Do you make any gains?
>>6131884Not in any serious capacity.Just a simple daily routine to keep myself in shape.> [CurrentAge] x 1 Situp> [CurrentAge] x 1 Pushup> [CurrentAge] x 1 Squat> [CurrentAge] x 1min walk
>>6132008I meant exercising anons>>6132064I like to think I do, I finally moved to my next set of weight for bench, thought I'd ask just out of curiosity, see if anons here like working out like I do>>6132069Honestly that's not bad either, it's also important to maintain your body too
>>6131900>Went for the left vent, where she dropped into a room full of dead tech-priestsSmells like LOOT BOXES to me. Any chance we could make a check to get her some armor and explosives?
>>6131176>Though this one looked more unique. Instead of rich cloth or capes, he wore stitched up dry skins. Skulls and bones hung from his armor with three decomposing heads on a spike plated at the back. Though he seemed different, Ninety-Nine knew better, his armor was blue, therefore, he was an Ultramarine.Night Lords my beloved
>>6132163Redeemed Night Lords when
>>6132172Never.
>>6132172If they were redeemable they wouldn't be in the night lords
>>6132172tbqh it's probably easier to redeem a member of the night lords than any other of the traitor legions because they don't really have a reason to be evil besides "we're evil lol"
How likely is it lore wise? Or is this "depending on the x" kind of thing?
>>6132305What, redeemed night lord? Crack fic territory. But then again, so is the tyranid monster girl, kind of. Often it's not about the character/event, it's about the way it's handled. But those guys are so evil it's funny. They barely even care about chaos gods, they just want to murder, for fuck's sake. My favorite recreational terrorists.
>>6132312Yeah, I like the night lords but redemption feels not possible. Maybe a fresh recruit but even still a night lord recruit already got kills in his belt
>>6132323yeah we should just kill him. fuck traitors. the emperor of mankind demands it.
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Ninety-Nine continued to crawl and headed left. She kicked the vet down and dropped down. She saw a room full of dead tech-priests, torn limb to limb with jutting metal wires. Their lenses were dark, and the cold metal carcasses smelled of rust and rotting flesh. “Little meat, where could you be?”The voice cackled. Thankfully, the room’s door was closed but she heard the muffled sound of doors being slammed open and it grew closer and closer. Ninety-Nine looked around, seeking for a means to defend herself with the addition of her claws and fangs. “Come out and you’ll die painlessly!”Her heart thumped, the blood in her body rushed as something within her sped up her thoughts. She wanted to cry, but no tears would come out, only a jolt of energy that seemed to keep her mind forward. She looked at the dead tech-priests and their soldiers, holding their weapons tightly. Bang. Bang. Bang.The sound inched closer and closer, then… it stopped, silence. Ninety-Nine’s heart still beat, she saw the weapons beckoning. One tech-priest held a curve handled ax and a spiky pistol, with one arm absent and the other dented and bent. Another was a corpse that appeared smiliar to a skiitari but with black pins on its exposed head, the shattered lenses exposes a yellow eyeball with milky white pupils, this one held a bulky and short rifle with a bayonet. The third tech-priest had its left half reduced to mush and corroded metal, holding an intact rifle with valves and pipes, dangling with all manners of strange charms and wires but it had a trigger and a sight. The weapon however would be too large to be sneaked through the vent. The weapons would make sound regardless if she pried them from their hands.>Ninety-Nine grabbed the ax and the spiky pistol>Ninety-Nine grabbed the bulky sawn-off rifle>Ninety-Nine grabbed the big weapon, intending to open the door and hope the weapon would work>Ninety-Nine did not touch the weapons, and crawled into another vent on the floor level
>>6132414>Ninety-Nine grabbed the big weapon, intending to open the door and hope the weapon would workHEAVYWEAPONSPEC>>6132082Damn you ambiguities of the English language!
>>6132414>Ninety-Nine grabbed the bulky sawn-off riflelet's go with hit and run
>>6132414>Ninety-Nine grabbed the bulky sawn-off rifleHail to the queen, baby.
>>6132414>Ninety-Nine grabbed the ax and the spiky pistol
>>6132312Loyalist nightlords were still all about them terror tactics.If anyone went black shield, thye would still be utter psychopaths. There is a reason raptors are a legion speciality.
>>6132414>Big weapon.Smacc
>>6132420>Ninety-Nine grabbed the big weapon, intending to open the door and hope the weapon would workShe's gonna be a big girl in the future. might as well spec into heavy weapons.
>>6132414>Ninety-Nine grabbed the big weapon, intending to open the door and hope the weapon would workForget the door.Going to need that oomph to blast through the ceramite.
>>6132414>>Ninety-Nine grabbed the big weapon, intending to open the door and hope the weapon would work>>6132478They grow up too fast
>>6132478>>6132597>>6132643>>6132463>>6132420Votes locked in
Ninety-Nine grabbed the big weapon, intending to open the door and hope the weapon would work. The weapon in her hand felt chunky, with bumps and edges that the strange weapon had. The wires either hung or connected into the barrel, with trange charms that had funny inscriptions. Ninety-Nine pulled the clenched finger as gently as she could, yet the fingers did not pry easily. “Come on… please.” Ninety-Nine whispered to herself.She grabbed the fingers and pulled again hard. The fingers pried open but with an audible snap, crackle, and pop. The sound echoed, ringing off the metal walls. Ninety-Nine quickly grabbed the gun and found the trigger and the sight. The stomping rumbled again and approached, faster, faster, faster…The door opened with a bang. The astartes and Ninety-Nine locked eyes. Ninety-Nine pivoted, aimed the rifle in the general direction, and pulled the trigger. The rifle vibrated, the wires and charms trembled as the gun vibrated for a moment and it fired a green beam in a bright flash. Malor sidestepped the beam then thrust his chain glaive. “Die!” The beam missed its mark. The rifle’s unexpected recoil kicked Ninety-Nine’s footing into a direction that narrowly dodged the glaive. In the split second, there was a sense of clarity taht layered over fear. The adrenaline flooded her blood, pupils dilated, her mind told her to fight, yet her mind told her to run. >Ninety-Nine fired again>Ninety-Nine coiled her legs and tucked her tails between her legs, then hurled herself into the armor>Ninety-Nine dragged the weapon into the vent behind her on the floor level Votes will be collected then will be asked to roll
>>6133150>Ninety-Nine fired againAn imperial-sanctioned tyranid hybrid wielding a necron gauss flayer.
>>6133150>>Ninety-Nine fired again
>>6133150>Ninety-Nine coiled her legs and tucked her tails between her legs, then hurled herself into the armorTrust not, the heretics machines.
>>6133150>Ninety-Nine fired again
>>6133150>fire agai
>>6133150>Ninety-Nine coiled her legs and tucked her tails between her legs, then hurled herself into the armorNot sure if she will be able to hit the target. The recoil seems to be a lot for her.
>>6133150>Ninety-Nine coiled her legs and tucked her tails between her legs, then hurled herself into the armorWe picked the fucking tank spec specifically so we could dunk on losers like this.
>>6133150>>Ninety-Nine coiled her legs and tucked her tails between her legs, then hurled herself into the armor>>6132172Is there any case where anyone gets redeemed by chaos? besides dying
>>6133150>Ninety-Nine coiled her legs and tucked her tails between her legs, then hurled herself into the armor
>>6133307The Night Lords aren't as thoroughly corrupted as the other traitor legions and even tend to look down on those who embrace chaos. They're just evil fucking assholes like their dad.
>>6133342>>6133307>>6133306>>6133304>>6133184By using a heretek gun, NInety-Nine has earned [Heavy Weapon Proficiency I]Health: 50 Agility: 4/10, [+ 2] Intelligence: 7/10 [+3] Strength: 8/10 [+4] Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]Difficulty: 18Amount of rolls: 2 Dice: D20Modifier: Strength (+4)Reason: Night Lords, enough said. But I’m feeling nice. Success: +1 to strength, will allow Ninety-Nine to take a second action Failure: Night Lord will get his chance to hit
Will be at the gym, will update later.
Rolled 3 + 4 (1d20 + 4)>>6133620emperor, give us strength
Rolled 14 + 4 (1d20 + 4)>>6133620MACHINE SPIRITS, GRANT ME GOOD ROLLS!
>>6133634nice
Rolled 18 + 4 (1d20 + 4)>>6133620
>>6133665get bent night fag! you're dad was killed by a woman!
>>6133666hate to pop your bubble there but>Amount of rolls: 2We still passed though.....just about.
>>6133667damn, I missed that Bo2. Fudge.
>>6133665Writing
A correction on the new skill.Heavy Weapons Proficiency I will be changed to Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency ICurrent Stat + New StatHealth: 50 Heartiness: 10 Agility: 4/10, [+ 2] Intelligence: 7/10 [+3] Strength: 8/10 [+4] Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]Skills: Exoskeleton Armor, Natural Weapons, Hive-Mind Takeover (Lvl 2), Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I
Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency IWhenever Ninety-Nine uses a heavy ranged weapon, she is able to add one (subject to be changed) for a roll that has the option to use her weapons along with the modifier of Strength and other modifiers involved.Ex.Difficulty: 15Amount of rolls: 1Dice: d20Modifier: Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I, StrengthReason: N/ASuccess: N/AFailure: N/ADice roll is 10SoHeavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I (+1) + Strength (+4) + Dice Roll (10) = 15As Ninety-Nine grows, the rolls will be more difficult. But, she will have more skills to help. While I want this game to be fun and not stressful, I still want to give a challenge. If there is some concern anyone has, please let me know! I’m still learning this process! Question: Do you feel the game is too easy or hard? Do you want to up the difficulty or lower it? What do you think of the difficulty I have for now?
Ninety-Nine coiled her legs and tucked her tails between her legs, then hurled herself into the armor. Malor smirked,Malor was certain that this little thing can’t hurt an astartes like him. He watched the little monster curl and coil, staring at his eyes. In an instant, she launched herself. “Come, deformed servant of the Corpse Emperor!”A heavy blow struck his guts. Akin to a power fist or a thunder hammer, the bludgeoning blow dented his armor and sent his footing tumbling. “HURGH!”His feet caught one another and nearly fell. Ninety-Nine dodged another thrust and a swipe, she jumped back, crouched, then lunged again. Her claw cut through the ceramite but not deep enough to damage the flesh. Yet, the burning adrenaline told her to try again, and so she did. She could not explain the rush of energy, but that did not matter. Claw marks, tail dents, and even bite marks riddled the dark blue ceramite armor. “You little arrogant meat bag!”Malor screamed, yet he did not attack. Instead, he brought his glaive up, spread his feet about the width of his shoulders then shifted his shoulder back. No sound echoed, except for the humming rev of the chain glaive. The sudden rush deflated, exhaustion began to pull her down. >Ninety-Nine scrambled for her weapon then fired again (Difficulty Roll, High)>Ninety-Nine scrambled into the vents, her mission was to scout then wait (Difficulty Roll, Normal) >Write-in (I’ll try to tailor the rolls)
>>6133752>Ninety-Nine scrambled for her weapon then fired again (Difficulty Roll, High)We're going to eat his progenoid glands.
>>6133752>Write-in>Suddenly, Ninety-Nine got an idea! She cocked her head to the side as though looking past Malor. "Battle-Master! You found me!" Scamper away as Malor's distracted.
>>6133752>Ninety-Nine scrambled for her weapon then fired again (Difficulty Roll, High)"Foaw da Empurwaa!"
>>6133748shouldn't our strength be 9/10 now ? >>6133752>Ninety-Nine scrambled into the vents, her mission was to scout then wait (Difficulty Roll, Normal)
>>6133751The difficulty level is fine, the thread's just populated by absurdly lucky fuckers.Worry not, their fortune cannot hold up infinitely.
>>6133792Yes, that's correct StatHealth: 50 Agility: 4/10, [+ 2] Intelligence: 7/10 [+3] Strength: 9/10 [+4] Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]
>>6133793Here's hoping, I want to actually dwindle down that hp for a bit. She is incredibly lucky
>>6133799Nice dubs, but nah we are going to win forever.
>>6133752>Ninety-Nine scrambled for her weapon then fired again (Difficulty Roll, High)If we beat him, i want to take his helmet and bring it back to the fortress to show to the other astartes we beat an heretic.
>>6133793>>6133799It’s actually a normal amount of luck Every roll you’ve given so far has had more than 50% success chanceEven the most recent BO2 roll was roughly 62.5% chance of passingIf you want to fail more checks you might want to consider DCs over 20, especially as we accumulate bonuses
>>6133752>>Ninety-Nine scrambled into the vents, her mission was to scout then wait (Difficulty Roll, Normal)
>>6134216old yuri kino
High>>6133757>>6133775>>6133872Normal>>6133792>>6134216Votes locked in >>6134216Tfw Ninety-Nine can't even have a researcher lover like the alien-chan. I really can't wait until the timeskip so some tragic (maybe) romance can happen
Difficulty: 20Amount of rolls: 1Dice: D20Modifier: Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I (+1), Strength: 9/10 [+4]Reason: It’s a Night LordSuccess: The beam will hit the night lord, and will be damaged Failure: The Night Lord will have the opportunity to attack back
Rolled 3 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>6134291Machine spirit of the most blessed RNG, be kind!
>>6134294
Rolled 9 (1d20)I will now roll for Night Lord, modifiers will be hidden for QM reasons.
Because this was a low roll, though he did make the difficulty.99's Exoskeleton Armor will negate some damage from the Night Lord. So, the total damage will be 13.Current stat Health: 37Heartiness: 10Agility: 4/10, [+ 2]Intelligence: 7/10 [+3]Strength: 9/10 [+4]Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]Penance Token: 1 Will write an update.
Ninety-Nine scrambled for her weapon, the Night Lord growled and chased. Before she could reach the weapon, she heard the rattling teeth of the chain glaive, she dove. The Night Lord swung his chain glaive again toward Ninety-Nine’s neck. Her arm blocked the way, the teeth slowly scooped through her exoskeleton. She smelled the iron. The glaive let out its revving screech that drowned her ears. The glaive thirsted for blood. Impure blood.Ninety-Nine ducked. As she did, the chain glaive stuck on her arm peeled the exoskeleton off her arm like a scab then scraped her soft skin below. She yelped. Blood began to pour out, the floor sizzled. Ninety-Nine clutched her wounded arm. She eyed the vent, then to the weapon in hand. The Night Lord growled a rumbling chuckle. “What’s wrong, meat?” Malor said. “Where did your bravery go?”Ninety-Nine hissed.“Adorable.” Malor said. “I admit… you were tougher than I thought. You will make for a great toy. I can’t wait to pluck your bone armor and flay you alive.” Ninety-Nine dover for the vent. As she crawled through, the haunting laughter echoed. “Run, run little meat! I will come for you! Ave Dominus Nox!” Ninety-Nine delved deep within the vents, and sat in a spacious corner cornel, she curled her legs then wrapped her tail around her. As her heart ceased its pumping, a hot stream of tears flowed. Ninety-Nine covered her mouth to muffle her weeping. Ninety-Nine prayed to the God Emperor…>For wisdom>For forgiveness >For power
>>6134336>For wisdom
>>6134336>For Salvation>Deliver me from my enemies oh my Emperor, defend me from them that rise up against me. Deliver me from the workers of iniquity and save me from bloody men. The mighty are gathered against me. Awake to help me and behold.Question for you Krypt-Chan. On the low chance that we manage to kill the night lord, do we get anything from eating his brains, organs, and geneseed? You know since 99 is part tyranid and they're all about adaption?
>>6134336>>For wisdom
>>6134348I would have you guys vote for which organ to eat, some would give some boost to the stats and omophagea would unlock memories of the night lord and let 99 have omophagea, but no stat boost . Also, no write in, sorry
>>6134336>For forgivenessSorry, Emprerar. I wasn't strong enough to fight the evil battle master...
>>6134348You know what I changed my mind, I like this one. This one is also an option
>>6134348+1
>>6134336>For forgiveness
>>6134348>>6134376Supporting the secret 4th option
>>6134336Changing my vote >>6134388 to support >>6134348
>>6134348>For Salvation
I hope you guys aren't voting for this because I like it anons
>>6134447If it's any consolation, I think it's similar enough to the "for forgiveness" option. The flavor text just makes it sound cooler.
>>6134336>For SalvationI'll wager 99 is going to feel a really weird kinship with the IG after this.>>6134447Write-ins are always popular if they can manage some traction.
>>6134469It does, which is why I liked it. >>6134484If it is convinced she is an abhuman or she can have the authority of an inquisitor by being a throne agent maybe
>>6134336>>For power
>>6134336>First person to call her adorable>>6134348Support!
>>6134635>>6134509>>6134484>>6134432>>6134420>>6134407>>6134370Counted, update will be posted later today
[???]Ninety-Nine clasped her hands. “Emperor… save me. I know I’m not supposed to ask for your help like, but I’m so scared. Please… please help me.” The silent prayer continued. There was silence. Ninety-Nine climbed back through the vent with a trembling heart. No sound echoed in the quiet facility. The wind blowed at the top of the outpost, Ninety-Nine waited for anyone to find her. She saw the barren landscape of the planet, a pale world with a dim sun. A constant shadow layered the dark planet. “Where is everyone?” Ninety-Nine mumbled.Emotions and energy drained from her body, all there was left was a panging emptiness that left her hungry. She saw the tall spooky and black mass from the horizon, and the ensuing lasers and flying vehicles. The battle was over there, not here, yet… she did not want to be there, she did not want to experience the piercing fears and despair. An hour passed. Then two. Then three. Then, night. Ninety-Nine laid on the roof of the outpost, watching the lit skies and glowing beams from the black fortress. Surely, no one has forgotten about her, right? >Ninety-Nine waited, as the instruction told her to >Ninety-Nine walked forward to the fortress,
>>6134940>Ninety-Nine waited, as the instruction told her to
>>6134940>>Ninety-Nine waited, as the instruction told her to
>>6134940>Ninety-Nine waited, as the instruction told her to>The Emperor had saved you, for the bad man was gone. Upon the horizon the servants of He Who Sits on Terra fight for mankind, dying for the Imperium. They too pray to the Emperor. They too wish for salvation, for his grace.>Your god gifted upon you a moment reprieve in his infinite kindness, yet you were still ordered to stay.>An so you prayed fervently, that your lord might guide his angels of death to victory, that the enemy not take one step.>"Protect us, O Emperor, from the snares of the heretic, the mutant, the xeno, and the warpspawn. In you we place all our faith. In you we find refuge. In you we find our avenger. Lead us forth into the legions of humanity's foes with thy spirit and give us the courage and capability to slay the foes in every battle we are compelled to fight, though they last until the end of time."If Ninety-Nine is staying put, the least she can do is pray for victory for her kill-team friends.
>>6134940>Ninety-Nine waited, as the instruction told her toWe have one job, let's not fuck it up.
>>6135318>>6135165>>6134973>>6134950>>6134948>>6134941Votes locked in
And so she waited.And waited. Ninety-Nine prayed that The Emperor would give them the strength, or the Omnissiah, both were used interchangeably in her exhaustion soaked confusion. Ninety-Nine’s mouth stretched wide as a long yawn escaped. Suddenly, a rattling whirl sounded off from above. She looked up to see a drop ship floating above that beared the mechanicus symbol. “Huh?”Several armored men dropped. Their grav-chute hissed a blue flame, suspending them before they landed with a heavy thud. The tech-priests whispered a distorted rasp that Ninety-Nine could not understand. Their heads fixed forward, then their lenses moved to focus Ninety-Nine.“Heed our words, child of the Omnissiah.” Ceramite armor layered on top of the hooded red robes. The wires connected to their bodies swayed as their hulking bodies moved. They stood with a hunch, with one arm engulfed by a large metal weapon and other hand replaced by a sharp mechanized clamp. “I— I heed.” The tech-priest with three lenses nodded. “Very well. We will take thee to the battlefield.” The tech-priest’s mechadendrite wrapped Ninety-Nine then grabbed the rope that repel them back up. The ride to the fortress was quiet and smelled of incense and iron. “Child of the Omnissiah. We, the priests of Auxilia Myrmidon, are sent forth by Archmagos Belisarius Cawl to aid Magos Faustinius. However, it is also to witness your growth. We will begin the arming ritual then the alpha trial of iron.”Ninety-Nine was not sure what was going on. The tech-priests clasped the joints and welded the ceramites together, encasing Ninety-Nine in heavy ceramite armor. “Omnissiah be praised, process complete.”
She was like the battle-masters, or these priests… she thought for a moment. >She felt like a battle-master. energy rushed through her veins. She was saved. Her prayers were answered. The Emperor did not abandon her. “THE EMPEROR PROTECTS! FOR THE EMPEROR!” [or insert your own]>Something strange within her formed the words, something that Ninety-Nine could only describe as The Motive Force that she learned before. Clad in ceramite, she felt like a tech-priest. A great engine roared in Ninety-Nine’s heart for The Emperor saved her, no… The Omnissiah did. “MACHINE GOD GUIDE MY CLAWS!” [or insert your own]>She felt like neither“This unit’s emotion inhibitors registered 79.876238% of righteous fury. This unit will allow itself half of it.” The tech priest said.“And now, your weapon, child. Wear it well and smite the unholy foes of The Omnissiah.” The other tech-priest brough Ninety-Nine>a custom fitted heavy stubber with ammo pack>a custom fitted heavy melta with various grenades>a missile launcher >write-in [within reason but have fun]
>>6135935>She felt like a battle-master. energy rushed through her veins. She was saved. Her prayers were answered. The Emperor did not abandon her. “THE EMPEROR PROTECTS! FOR THE EMPEROR!”> (write in) Autocannon.
>>6135935>She felt like a battle-master. energy rushed through her veins. She was saved. Her prayers were answered. The Emperor did not abandon her. “THE EMPEROR PROTECTS! FOR THE EMPEROR!”>a Power Wrench, "We do not log firearms training to be part of your regimen. But this melee tool should prove most effective."
>>6135935>She felt like a battle-master. energy rushed through her veins. She was saved. Her prayers were answered. The Emperor did not abandon her. “THE EMPEROR PROTECTS! FOR THE EMPEROR!” [or insert your own]>A thunder hammer
>>6135935>She felt like a battle-master. energy rushed through her veins. She was saved. Her prayers were answered. The Emperor did not abandon her. “THE EMPEROR PROTECTS! FOR THE EMPEROR!”>a custom fitted heavy stubber with ammo pack
>>6135935>She felt like a battle-master. energy rushed through her veins. She was saved. Her prayers were answered. The Emperor did not abandon her.Faithmaxxing>a custom fitted heavy stubber with ammo packI think an autocannon is a bit big for us right now. When we get older though, I expect to dual-wield some very heavy automatic firepower,For now though, 99 shall wield Ma Deuce.
>>6136051I just find the idea of some deranged cogboy giving a tiny mutant girl what amounts to fully-automatic anti-tank rifle to be chucklesome.
>>6135935>She felt like a battle-master. energy rushed through her veins. She was saved. Her prayers were answered. The Emperor did not abandon her. “THE EMPEROR PROTECTS! FOR THE EMPEROR!”It's okay, we're praying to him as a man, not as a god.>AutocannonBig gun for a heavy Str build.
>>6135935>Empeeor protects.>A thunder hammer
>>6135935>>She felt like a battle-master. energy rushed through her veins. She was saved. Her prayers were answered. The Emperor did not abandon her. “THE EMPEROR PROTECTS! FOR THE EMPEROR!” [or insert your own]>a custom fitted heavy stubber with ammo pack
>>6135935>>Something strange within her formed the words, something that Ninety-Nine could only describe as The Motive Force that she learned before. Clad in ceramite, she felt like a tech-priest. A great engine roared in Ninety-Nine’s heart for The Emperor saved her, no… The Omnissiah did. “MACHINE GOD GUIDE MY CLAWS!” [or insert your own]>a custom fitted heavy melta with various grenades
>>6135935>Something strange within her formed the words, something that Ninety-Nine could only describe as The Motive Force that she learned before. Clad in ceramite, she felt like a tech-priest. A great engine roared in Ninety-Nine’s heart for The Emperor saved her, no… The Omnissiah did. “MACHINE GOD GUIDE MY CLAWS!”>a custom fitted heavy stubber with ammo pack
>>6135935>autocannonI want to look like a more mechanized biovore
>>6136051You know what? Fuck it, if we can fit an>autocannonI want one
>>6135962+1 autocannon and faith maxing. We'll make a sister of battle out of her yet.>>6135935Don't forget to pray very loudly and fervently.>"By his might I shall cast the heretic down!">"By his will no temptation will find purchase upon my soul!">"By his designs will my strike be true!">"BY THE INDOMITABLE SPIRIT OF HUMANITY I SMITE THEE! I CASTE AUTOCANNON!"
>a custom fitted heavy stubber with ammo pack>>6136118>>6136051>>6136050>For the emperor >>6135962>>6135975>>6135979>>6136050>>6136051>>6136064>>6136118
Fuck I did not see that update hold on
Autocannon>>6136378>>6136338>>6136334>>6136064>>6136334>>6136338>>6136378heavy stubber>>6136050>>6136051>>613606461361186136250Looks like even wit the two votes fro the machine god the emperor option is still higher.
So, after researching autocannon, that shit is huge. I'll have to nerf it a lil to make it work. Custom fit like the other weapons.
>>6136442Might want to go back and check that. You've double counted three votes for autocannon, counted one for autocannon as for heavy stubber and still counted my vote for heavy stubber that I changer (though perhaps I could have made that clearer) for a final total of four for autocannon and three for heavy stubber.>>6136444Autocannon don't have to be the massive 25-30+mm long-barrel monsters you find on AFVs and aircraft (those are for when we're all grown up). There are smaller options available like light AA guns that are basically large-calibre HMGs.
Autocannon>>6135962>>6136064>>6136334>>6136338>>6136378Heavy stubber>>6136050>>6136051>>6136118>>6136250Alright votes are locked inFunny how I fucked up my vote on election day kek
>>6136508There are good examples of "man portable" autocannons and heavy stubbers in the deathwing game.So the Vengence is probably what people mean by autocannon, and heavy stubber would be an assault cannon.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tg2T2Zweyaohttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9LzZrIT9_lc&rco=1Actually, I think it might be just myself, but i don't remember how tall 99 is.
>>6136525I thought autocannon was those long barrel ones
Greyfax was not having a good time.Then again, ever since she woke up, she was not having a good time. From escaping Cadia then stopping a conspiracy within the Ecclesiarchy, to now this. Greyfax was not having a good time.“What is the situation of the siege?”“Siege craft reporting, 20.24% chance of breaking the gate within the three hours.” The skiitari reported.Greyfax nodded. “Keep me updated.” “Compliance.” The command center of the field watch from a fair distance. Not too far from the battlefield, but close enough to move when she needed to. Greyfax and Magos Faustinius watched the portable cogitator set on the floor project the battlefield. Various vehicles and dots representing skiitari platoons stayed still. The distant booms and crack echoed and the ground trembled gently.“They have yet to send their vile creations.” Greyfax said.“They will be unleashed when my vanguards make their counter-attack.”Greyfax tapped her crossed arms. “And I assume this will be when they send their chaos marines forth.”Green light bathed Faustinius. “Indubitably.” There was a reason why she was here. Instead of an Ordo Xenos inquisitor, she was here for a reason. The Ordo Xenos would get their due, after all, Kryptman was watching in the safety of his Watch Fortress and Subject Ninety-Nine was sent to be tested. However, Ordo Hereticus was involved due to the dark mechanicum, working with the chaos warbands known as—>Working with the chaos warbands known as The Magma Hounds, a Khornate warband >Working with the chaos warbands known as Whispering Forge, the Alpha Legion warband>The Word Bearers, this did not bode well, and when the Greyfax found, she knew what she had to do.
>>6136552>Working with the chaos warbands known as The Magma Hounds, a Khornate warbandThey're the most straightorward one.
>>6136552>The Word Bearers, this did not bode well, and when the Greyfax found, she knew what she had to do.
>>6136552> Working with the chaos warbands known as Whispering Forge, the Alpha Legion warband
>>6136552>>Working with the chaos warbands known as Whispering Forge, the Alpha Legion warband
>>6136552>The Word Bearers, this did not bode well, and when the Greyfax found, she knew what she had to do.Anything but Alpha Legion. They would screw us over a dozen different ways without ever facing us on the battlefield. I do not want to be given new objectives only to find out later that we crippled our allies' siege and are due to be exterminated because of it.
>>6136552>The Magma Hounds, a Khornate warband
>>6136552>>Working with the chaos warbands known as The Magma Hounds, a Khornate warband
>>6136552>>Working with the chaos warbands known as The Magma Hounds, a Khornate warbandBLOD FOR DA BLOD GOD
>>6136756>>6136754>>6136751>>6136554Votes locked inUpdate will be tomorrow things are busy with my life atm, I'll be part of a crew for a indie movie.
Working with the chaos warbands known as The Magma Hounds, a Khornate warband. Formerly known as the Knights Excelsior, Greyfax received a brief report that they were lost and corrupted during an Abyssal Crusade, where they invaded a Dark Mechanicum world. In the later years, they then emerged as the Magma Hounds, a Khornate warband working with the Dark Mechanicum.“I see no daemon engines yet either.” Greyfax said. “Magos, where is your vanguard?” “They will arrive, these vanguards are unorthodox in their ways.”Greyfax raised an eyebrow. “You are hardly a man of unorthodoxy.”“In combat, adaptation and flexibility must be utilized in order to avoid unnecessary casualties.” Magos Fautinius said. “My emotional cores return dismay and anger when they are described as disposable. No servants of Omnissiah are ever disposable, thus it is written.” “Magos. Inquisitor.” Sub-Domina Khephra said. “The vanguard has arrived.” Suddenly, tolls of bells echoed. A binaric hymn sang from the voices of the vox waved through. >Greyfax looked up to see a murder of Fusilave Archaeopter soar through the air and dodging attacks without fear. Greyfax looked at both Khephra and Faustinius in confusion. >A herd of Onager Dunecrawler stampeded across the field, tanking hits as they charged forward… with Ninety-Nine on the gunner’s hatch firing as she bellowed a high pitched war cry >Write-in [be creative!]Looks like I managed to squeeze it in
>>6137053>>A herd of Onager Dunecrawler stampeded across the field, tanking hits as they charged forward… with Ninety-Nine on the gunner’s hatch firing as she bellowed a high pitched war cry
>>6137053>A herd of Onager Dunecrawler stampeded across the field, tanking hits as they charged forward… with Ninety-Nine on the gunner’s hatch firing as she bellowed a high pitched war cry
>>6137053D'aww, Faustinius is still a weirdly-compassionate cogboy.>A herd of Onager Dunecrawler stampeded across the field, tanking hits as they charged forward… with Ninety-Nine on the gunner’s hatch firing as she bellowed a high pitched war cryNaturally, at some point she's going to have to get out and is going to take it with her. If they didn't intend for it to be removable they'd have used better rivets.
>>6137053>>A herd of Onager Dunecrawler stampeded across the field, tanking hits as they charged forward… with Ninety-Nine on the gunner’s hatch firing as she bellowed a high pitched war cryFOR THE EMPOROR>>6136972Nice, what will you be doing as a crewmember?
>>6137271Gaffer and PA
>>6137271>>6137149>>6137114>>6137075>>6137066Votes locked in
>>6137468I only just now realized 99 got the 40k equivalent to a magic girl transformation when the admechs were bolting armor onto her.
>>6137506Ah yes, Ninety-Nine being an Admec Magical (Psykic) Girl as admec or imperial guard propaganda kek
A herd of Onager Dunecrawler stampeded across the field, tanking hits as they charged forward. The dusts rose in the wake of the stamping mechanical feets and treads. Wrathful missiles, plasma, and bolter shells smashed against the heretek fortress. Greyfax squinted her eyes, she saw Ninety-Nine on the gunner’s hatch firing as she bellowed a high pitched war cry. The only way she identified Ninety-Nine was her tail swinging like a dog.“Magos, they are not under your command completely are they?”“The company of Auxilia Myrmidon have been sent by the Archmagos. He has offered his priests in this endeavor.”Greyfax sighed sharply then exhaled slowly. “Wonderful. Do keep me informed of this next time, Magos. I will not allow it a second time.”Faustinius placed a hand on Khephras shoulders as her sharp glare and her feelt pivoted. Fautinius then spoke in a lingua technica. Greyfax assumed something insulting or secretive, but this was the nature of the Adeptus Mechanicus. The cogitator projected the positions of the heavy vehicles and the skiitari moved behind as the slow advance began.“The gate has yet to be taken down.”“Soon, inquisitor.” Khephra said.The armored vehicles rolled through the battlefield. The shields and the armor took the corrosive attacks but did not stop their righteous path forward. Sub-Domnia Khephra hooked her neuro-control into the cogitator and commanded in holy binarics. Greyfax…>Saw the Onager Dunecrawlers plant themselves in the open and fired their artillery shells at close range. The dark mechanicum’s gate was on the verge of its destruction. Ninety-Nine was beside one of the dunecrawlers, handing shells to the skiitari loaders.>Saw the Onager Dunecrawlers move forward then stopped at a relatively safe distance and drew the fire of the fortress. Then the elite squads of skiitari flanked the fortress, placed melta charges on the weak points and rushed in with Ninety-Nine being part of the vanguard of a skiitari squad.
>>6137576>Saw the Onager Dunecrawlers move forward then stopped at a relatively safe distance and drew the fire of the fortress. Then the elite squads of skiitari flanked the fortress, placed melta charges on the weak points and rushed in with Ninety-Nine being part of the vanguard of a skiitari squad.
Quick visual guides. If you like strategy games and like the adeptus mechanics I recommend Warhamemr 40k: Mechanicus
>>6137576>Saw the Onager Dunecrawlers move forward then stopped at a relatively safe distance and drew the fire of the fortress. Then the elite squads of skiitari flanked the fortress, placed melta charges on the weak points and rushed in with Ninety-Nine being part of the vanguard of a skiitari squad.>>6137582Oh damn I missed the reference. Faust is a total bro.
>>6137576>>Saw the Onager Dunecrawlers move forward then stopped at a relatively safe distance and drew the fire of the fortress. Then the elite squads of skiitari flanked the fortress, placed melta charges on the weak points and rushed in with Ninety-Nine being part of the vanguard of a skiitari squad.
>>6137506Armoring ritual IS the 40k version of a magical girl transformation.
>>6137751Support
>>6137798>>6137751>>6137700>>6137666>>6137604>>6137580Votes locked in
>>6137582The next time we do missions involving Tyranids, is there a chance we can keep some as pets, or war mounts to aid us in combat?An idea from an old Warhammer Planetary Governor Quest: the Governor had some admechs experimenting on tyranids, and they were fending off Drukari and their shittery. The admech pretty much put a shit ton of augment controllers in a big ass tyranid scythe form and had it go to town on the knife ears.What I'd like to know is if we can sort of do the same. That is, force several Tyranids into compliance, lets the Mechanicus study them with relative safety while we're in close enough proximity to keep them from fighting back, and let the priests augment the Tyranids to hell?
>>6137970The first challenge would be to get the others to now shoot it on sight, which is never, ever going to happen. They barely tolerate us as-is.By the way QM, which side of the Great Rift are we on? From the fact that people aren't eating each other, they have the resources to spend on Project 99 and there's regular communication to those with the biggest wigs, I guess we're in the Imperium Sanctus?
>>6137970>is there a chance we can keep some as pets, or war mounts to aid us in combat?My dude, Kryptman is already burning a lot of goodwill just keeping us alive and unpurged, even on orders from Robogogo. There is a 0% chance of any nids being allowed to survive (dominated or not) once a mission's over.
The heat of the melta charges washed Ninety-Nine gently. The armor stirred as Ninety-Nine marched forward, her finger firmly held on to the trigger. The autocannon roared a thunderous boom, a stream of lightning and bullets rushed ahead of her. The bolts punched through the unprepared tech-priests and combat servitors, leaving sizable holes in Ninety-Nine’s wake of destruction. “FOR THE EMPEROR!” A mighty bellow echoed inside the fortress as the flanking skiitari squads and the priests of Auxilia Myrmidon charged. The dark red sky rumbled. The smell of gunpowder and burnt flesh whipped as the winds from the explosive impacts hit the fortress. The interior was similar to the outpost, dark metal walls, red oozes, green flames, and strung up corpses. “We are the Omnissiah’s hammer and your time hath arrived!”The priests of Auxilia Myrmidon unleashed their arsenals. A stream of melta, arcs of lightning, and pure explosive power swept the enemies of Man. Amongst the smell of war, Ninety-Nine caught a familiar scent but blander. She turned her head to a gate that slowly opened. A small horde of tyranid swarm rushed out. Ninety-Nine immediately rounded up the minds of the vat-tyranids… only to find nothing to grasp on to. Empty. Soulless. >Ninety-Nine tried again [will gain new minor ability to see through and control a small swarmling but will have to roll for damage from being distracted] >Ninety-Nine fired [will gain 1 of 3 checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II]You'll get both it's just which you want first
>>6137977Around that area yes.>>6137970Honestly, >>6137995 makes a good point. Kryptman's on thin ice. Lore-wise, no.
>>6138005>Ninety-Nine tried again [will gain new minor ability to see through and control a small swarmling but will have to roll for damage from being distracted]
>>6138005>Ninety-Nine fired [will gain 1 of 3 checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II]
>>6138005>Ninety-Nine fired [will gain 1 of 3 checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II]We are the real Ripper now.
>>6138005Hm, I feel like the minor ability would be a good stepping stone long-term (we were specifically created to turn the swarm against itself), but I'm also worried about the damage we've already taken.Seeing as this is a siege and there's probably a lot more in store, I'm gonna play it safe with>Ninety-Nine fired [will gain 1 of 3 checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II]
>>6138005>>Ninety-Nine fired [will gain 1 of 3 checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II]
>>6138005>Ninety-Nine tried again [will gain new minor ability to see through and control a small swarmling but will have to roll for damage from being distracted]Ninety-Nine's entire purpose was to act as a low level Imperium Friendly Hive Mind replacement. Why are we all not voting this?
>>6138005>>Ninety-Nine tried again [will gain new minor ability to see through and control a small swarmling but will have to roll for damage from being distracted]Not quite Queen Bitch of the Universe yet, but soon(tm)
Looks like a tiebreaker is required. Or I will flip a dice in an hour.
>>6138676>Ninety-Nine tried again [will gain new minor ability to see through and control a small swarmling but will have to roll for damage from being distracted]
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Empty. Soulless. Ninety-Nine tried again. Sifting through the empty minds, a small strand showed itself and she grabbed the strand. For a brief moment, she saw herself as if she was inside another body. She then saw the tech-priests of Auxilia Myrmidon and the skiitari, then the overwhelming firepower.SNAP!Ninety-Nine’s vision returned to her own. She shook her head and saw the pile of dead vat-tyranids. The Auxilia Myrmidon tech-priest tapped on her shoulder, his lenses adjusted with quiet hiss. The metal mask and the gas mask barely resembled a human face or its touch, yet Ninety-Nine felt some form of reassurance, or at least, concern for her. “What stopped you from firing, child?”“I… I tried to control them but they had no mind until I found one. But I saw through the brood-kin instead.” The tech-priest cocked his head, then patted her head. “Report that to your superior. We move forward.” The total purge of the fortress began with Ninety-Nine in the front. Hereteks, vat-tyranids and corrupted combat servitors were purged with absolute hatred. After another section cleared, the same tech-priest pinned the vat-tyranid down.“Try again.” Ninety-Nine focused, once she found the strand the bit the hook then reeled the control in. Through the vat-tyranid’s eyes. “Go scout ahead through this vent..” Ninety-Nine nodded through the vat-tyranid then dove into the vent. The vat-tyranid slithered through the dark and cramped vent, and the slick ooze made the movement much easier. Heavy footsteps suddenly made her stop, Ninety-Nine looked through the vent’s opening. Red battle-masters.“THE DARK-FORGEMASTER GAVE US THE ORDER WE ARE CLEAR TO ENGAGE!”“BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD SKULL FOR THE SKULL THRONE!”Ninety-Nine snipped the connection, she saw no use when the battle-masters were already deep in. “There are battle-masters already below!” Ninety-Nine said with a cheer. “We should go and meet them.” “How did they appear?” “Red and gold, they have really nice colors.” Ninety-Nine said. “They said a weird chant but I’m sure they were just really excited.”“What did they say?”“Blood for the blood god! Skull for the skull throne!” Ninety-Nine said with the same fervor as the ones she listened to then giggled. “I know some chapters are different but they sure are odd.” “Ninety-Nine, report to—”The ground rumbled. The iron doors that led to the next section of the fortress broke open. The battle-masters arrived. Yet, she saw the skiitari and the tech-priests fire. Ninety-Nine had no time to react as the heretic astartes charged with blinding speed. The skiitaris died within seconds of the astartes assault. Ninety-Nine was no fool.If bad-astartes like that skull face existed, then so would other bad astartes. Ninety-Nine did not understand how they became so, but she knew they were enemies.
>Ninety-Nine unloaded her autocannon [Firearms check 1/3 Checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II Medium Difficulty]>Ninety-Nine tossed her autocannon and joined the melee [Str check. Reward: +1 Str. Medium Difficulty]>Ninety-Nine tossed her autocannon, then hid to find the right opportunity in the midst of chaos [Sneak and Agil check. Reward Sneak +1 and Agil +1. High Difficulty]Also no update tomorrow due to filming the movie
>>6138745>Ninety-Nine tossed her autocannon and joined the melee [Str check. Reward: +1 Str. Medium Difficulty]Alright, Punchies!
>>6138745>Ninety-Nine unloaded her autocannon [Firearms check 1/3 Checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II Medium Difficulty]I want to keep the autocannon for now.
>>6138745>Ninety-Nine tossed her autocannon and joined the melee [Str check. Reward: +1 Str. Medium Difficulty]
>>6138745>Ninety-Nine tossed her autocannon and joined the melee [Str check. Reward: +1 Str. Medium Difficulty]As much as it pains me to discard the autocannon so soon, I really want to know what happens if we get to 10/10 in a stat.Maybe we can come back for it later?
>>6138745>>Ninety-Nine unloaded her autocannon [Firearms check 1/3 Checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II Medium Difficulty]
>>6138745>Ninety-Nine unloaded her autocannon [Firearms check 1/3 Checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II Medium Difficulty]I want to keep levelling up ranged, and we just got the thing
>>6138745>>Ninety-Nine tossed her autocannon and joined the melee [Str check. Reward: +1 Str. Medium Difficulty]Big punch :D
>>6138745>Ninety-Nine unloaded her autocannon [Firearms check 1/3 Checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II Medium Difficulty]Indeed, we just got it!
>>6138745>Ninety-Nine tossed her autocannon and joined the melee [Str check. Reward: +1 Str. Medium Difficulty]THE PINNACLE of genetic engineering
>>6138745>Ninety-Nine unloaded her autocannon [Firearms check 1/3 Checks to advance into Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency II Medium Difficulty]
We got a tie breaker, I'll return in 30 mins or do a dice roll
Autocannon>>6139640>>6139018>>6138825>>6138797>>6138756Melee>>6138753>>6138758>>6138773>>6138974>>6139498
>>6139864>>6139869I'll change my vote to melee
>>6138753>>6138758>>6138773>>6138974>>6139498+>>6139640Votes locked in
Health: 37Heartiness: 10Agility: 4/10, [+ 2]Intelligence: 7/10 [+3]Strength: 9/10 [+4]Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]Difficulty: 16Amount of rolls: 2 Dice: D20Modifier: Strength (+4)Reason: Surrounded by other skiitari and Auxilia Myrmidon tech-priests, Ninety-Nine is reasonably safe and some chaos astartes will be too busy and will not consider Ninety-Nine as not much of a threat. Success: +1 Str and [???]Failure: 15 damage, this is a khornate astartes after all
Rolled 17 + 4 (1d20 + 4)>>6139882RRRRAAAAAAAH
Current stat as of nowHealth: 37Heartiness: 10Agility: 4/10, [+ 2]Intelligence: 7/10 [+3]Strength: 10/20 [+5]Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]
>>6139892Result locked in
Ninety-Nine released the autocannon then removed her gauntlets, then roared. The khornate astartes ignored the small chirp, their bloodthirst aimed not at Ninety-Nine, but at the skiitari and the Auxilia Myrmidon tech-priests. After all, all they saw was a tiny armored skiitari. Who cared?“FOR THE EMPEROR!” Ceramites clashed. Plasma seared the air. Flesh and metal scattered. The fangs of the chain ax clashed against the mechanicum power axes, sparks flew as two enhanced humans engaged in a deadly dance of dueling. Sparks flew as the chain greedily chewed chunks of metal and meat. No astartes however, saw Ninety-Nine, after all, all they saw was a tiny armored skiitari. Who cared?They soon did. “RRRRGAHGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!”The khornate astartes raised his leg back and swung his leg forward. Instead of a successful kick, he saw the small skiitari stick on his shin. The astartes then saw it. Claws sinking into his ceramite armor, and a long tail wrapping around his leg. This was no skiitari. “GARGH GET OFF OF ME FILTH!” Ninety-Nine then climbed up to his helmet. Her tail wrapped the astartes’s throat. Ninety-Nine first stripped the helmet. Then, her claws scooped his face one handful at a time, red gunks layered her talons as she scraped for the creamy pink center. >Ninety-Nine sank her fangs into the brain [roll heartiness check, difficulty high] (think about where you are.)>Ninety-Nine jumped off and looked for a new prey
>>6139908>Ninety-Nine jumped off and looked for a new prey
>>6139908>Ninety-Nine jumped off and looked for a new preyBest no consume human flesh now.
>>6139908>Ninety-Nine sank her fangs into the brain [roll heartiness check, difficulty high] (think about where you are.)We want the prize inside! No, we don't know what it is, but the fun is in finding out!
>>6139908>Ninety-Nine jumped off and looked for a new preyYeah, mid-combat isn't the time for lunch.
>>6139908>>Ninety-Nine jumped off and looked for a new prey
>>6139908>Ninety-Nine jumped off and looked for a new preyhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmXjVuyVKo
>>6139913>>6139948>>6139989>>6139995>>6140052>>6140194>>6140201>>6140334God I want to play black ops againVotes locked in
Ninety-Nine jumped off and looked for a new prey. The giant astartes, given the power of Khorne with gene-seeds to make the astartes a demi god stood still. The caved head squelched, gurgled, then collapsed with a metal thud. Ninety-Nine licked the red ooze covered hand then searched the battlefield. In the midst of plasma and chains, Ninety-Nine saw the astartes fighting a squad of skiitari. “DIE DIE DIE!”The chain ax filled its teeth, shredding the servants of the Omnissiah in a blind rage. Ninety-Nine sprinted in all four arms, in the last moment she pivoted then whipped her body the other way to swing her tail. The pointed end lodged deep into the exposed joint, the astartes growled. Before a word could be uttered, the skiitari’s galvanic rifles shots punctured the heretic in a deadly volley. The skiitaris gave a brief nod and moved on to the next opponents. “BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULL FOR THE SKULL THRONE!”A wave of red spilled through iron doors. The battle continued. While she did not kill another astartes, her small stature allowed for sneak attacks that pried an opening for counter attacks. “Get that meat!”A swarm of astartes sprinted toward Ninety-Nine. The chain axes teeth revved, and their blood crazed eyes locked on to her. >Ninety-Nine prayed briefly, then prepared for the onslaught head on [Str check. High Difficulty, 1 roll, Reward: +2 Str, and [???] ]>Ninety-Nine slipped through and climbed over the mass of impure muscles and blood [Agil Check. Medium Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil]>Ninety-Nine ran as far as she could then tried find a way for a route where could not be reached [Agil + Int Check. High Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil and +1 Int]
>>6140629>Ninety-Nine prayed briefly, then prepared for the onslaught head on [Str check. High Difficulty, 1 roll, Reward: +2 Str, and [???] ]The child is stronk.
>>6140629>Ninety-Nine ran as far as she could then tried find a way for a route where could not be reached [Agil + Int Check. High Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil and +1 Int]Heck yeah, let's do some Benny Hill nonsense.
>>6140629>Ninety-Nine slipped through and climbed over the mass of impure muscles and blood [Agil Check. Medium Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil]Don't want to risk it all in just one roll or run away too far from the skiitari
>>6140629>Ninety-Nine prayed briefly, then prepared for the onslaught head on [Str check. High Difficulty, 1 roll, Reward: +2 Str, and [???] ]
>>6140629>Ninety-Nine slipped through and climbed over the mass of impure muscles and blood [Agil Check. Medium Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil]
>>6140629>Ninety-Nine ran as far as she could then tried find a way for a route where could not be reached [Agil + Int Check. High Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil and +1 Int]Let's not gamble it all on one roll, please.
> +2 str and [???]> Anons turning their noses up at the mystery boxI don't even know who you people are anymore.
>>6140629>Ninety-Nine prayed briefly, then prepared for the onslaught head on [Str check. High Difficulty, 1 roll, Reward: +2 Str, and [???] ]Based
>>6140629>>Ninety-Nine ran as far as she could then tried find a way for a route where could not be reached [Agil + Int Check. High Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil and +1 Int]
>>6140834Support
You know. Ork are kinda like ponies. Not IRL ponies or fantasy ponies. I mean, My Little Ponies. Think on that.
>Ninety-Nine prayed briefly, then prepared for the onslaught head on [Str check. High Difficulty, 1 roll, Reward: +2 Str, and [???] ]>>6140638>>6140677>>6140718>>6140745>>6140834>>6140864>Ninety-Nine ran as far as she could then tried find a way for a route where could not be reached [Agil + Int Check. High Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil and +1 Int]>>6140651>>61407156140779>Ninety-Nine slipped through and climbed over the mass of impure muscles and blood [Agil Check. Medium Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil]>>6140665>>61407086140731Votes locked in
StatHealth: 37Heartiness: 10Agility: 4/10, [+ 2]Intelligence: 7/10 [+3]Strength: 10/20 [+5]Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2][][][][][][][][][][][]Penance Token: 1 [???]: 2/3Difficulty: 23Amount of rolls: 1Dice: D20Modifier: Str (+5)Reason: Khornate Astartes.Success: +2 Str and [???]Failure: -13 health Emperor speed
Rolled 3 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>6141045aaaaaaaahhhhh!
>>6141057Oof
>>6141057
Writing now
StatHealth: 37Heartiness: 10Agility: 4/10, [+ 2]Intelligence: 7/10 [+3]Strength: 10/20 [+5]Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]Penance Token: 2
Ninety-Nine prayed briefly, then prepared for the onslaught head on. She stood her ground then raised her arms. As the first chain ax came close, the teeth chomped at her exoskeleton slowly scraping the bones. A maul suddenly came from the side, knocking Ninety-Nine off her feet and sending her flying across the floor then slammed on the wall. The world spun, and as Ninety-Nine shifted her head up, she saw the faint outline of the astartes’s feet before another impact. The kick shut her jaws and sent her tiny body on the wall again. The world did not spin anymore, it darkened. Something cold trickled from her head to her chin. Ninety-Nine’s throat tightened in the chaos marine’s grip. Ninety-Nine’s arms flailed, her feet and tail swung wildly, yet she could not pull her strength back up. “FINISH IT!”The astartes hurled Ninety-Nine across. Another astartes slammed his chain ax down and pinned her on the ground. The teeth greedily chewed on her stomach, revving with a bloodthirsty purr. It would not be long until her armor would crack open. >Ninety-Nine shouted for help>Ninety-Nine tried to slip out [Agil Check. Medium Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil]>Spend two [???] and roll a d2 twice (once vote is counted then I will ask for a roll)
>>6141166>Ninety-Nine tried to slip out [Agil Check. Medium Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil]
Current StatHealth: 24Heartiness: 10Agility: 4/10, [+ 2]Intelligence: 7/10 [+3]Strength: 10/20 [+5]Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]Penance Token: 2[???]: 2/3
>>6141166>Spend two [???] and roll a d2 twice (once vote is counted then I will ask for a roll)There we go, some hp getting chipped
>>6141166>>Spend two [???] and roll a d2 twice (once vote is counted then I will ask for a roll)I GOTTA KNOW.
>>6141166>Ninety-Nine tried to slip out [Agil Check. Medium Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil]anons got greedy
>>6141166>>Ninety-Nine tried to slip out [Agil Check. Medium Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil]
>>6141166>>Spend two [???] and roll a d2 twice (once vote is counted then I will ask for a roll)
>>6141166>Ninety-Nine tried to slip out [Agil Check. Medium Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil]If Ninety -Nine dies, i will go on a crusade against every anon on this board.
>>6141166>Ninety-Nine tried to slip out [Agil Check. Medium Difficulty, 2 rolls, Reward +1 Agil]If only there was a way this could have been avoided.
>>6141430We should have rolled a 20
>>6141166>Spend two [???] and roll a d2 twice (once vote is counted then I will ask for a roll)
1.>>6141172>>6141291>>6141307>>6141357>>6141384>>61414302.>>6141300>>6141306>>6141367>>6141453Votes locked in
Difficulty: 14Amount of rolls: 2Dice: d20Modifier: Agil (+2)Penance Token: 2 Reason: Ninety-Nine’s adrenaline has kicked in, she has one last chance to survive. Success: +1 Agility, she gets to escapeFailure: We get to learn how death saves work
Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>6141538
Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>6141538if this quest ends because of tards who don't learn
>>6141541>>6141540 Success! There will be a brief update since I need another roll
>>6141540>>6141541nice, anons
With the last drops of strength, Ninety-Nine wrapped her tail on the chain ax and pushed the handle with her feet. In an act of desperation, the chain ax lifted just enough for her body to skitter out. Her green blood coated her skin, and slipped through the cracks of her exoskeleton. With all four limbs, Ninety-Nine sprinted away and saw the khornate astartes follow. She planted her feet and raised her claws. She had nowhere to run, but she knew if she ran away it would make Hive-Father angry. And if she died…At least she made him proud. Roll a heartiness check Difficulty: 18Amount of rolls: 2Dice: d20Modifier: Heartiness (+5)Penance Token: 2 Reason: She has been beaten and been gored by a chain ax, she’s on her last levels of health. Half her health is gone as well. Success: +5 recovery health Failure: Unconsciousness
Rolled 6 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>6141554rolling
Rolled 11 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>6141554Here we go!
>>6141558Success!Writing
The darkness did not pull her in. Ninety-Nine kept her eyes forward and prepared for a battle. The ground rumbled, metal and chunks of flesh scattered and seared. The smell of putrid death and toxic smoke wafted in the air. A red stampede made their way in their bloodthirsty craze. Ninety-Ninee inhaled, then let out an unhinged scream of her own and charged forward. Suddenly, an explosion ripped through the red marauders. The shockwave threw Ninety-Nine back on her stomach. Ninety-Nine pushed herself up and saw the unfolding carnage. The gates opened. The Onager Dunecrawlers blew through the opening and the gates that the fortress held opened. The skiitari reinforcement swiftly moved in and eliminated the remaining khornate astartes. The vanguard skiitari drowned the khornate astartes in skin melting radiation, the skiitari rangers picked the Khorn knights with precise headshots. One astartes made a rush to Ninety-Nine, only for a stake to pierce his skull. A familiar yet different sound of bolter fire spat. A crackling hiss then a high pitched zoom lit the air in blue light. Ninety-Nine saw the unfolding battlefield and the quick decimation of the remaining enemies. “So the vat-tyranids are here as well as the Magma Hounds.” Greyfax said. “Where is the weapon?”“Here. Inquisitor.” A skiitari said. One of the skiitari waved beside Ninety-Nine. Mangos Faustinius and Inquisitor Greyfax saw Ninety-Nine’s broken body. A web of cracks slit her exoskeleton. An oozing green blood trickled from her abdomen, and one of her eyes swelled into a purple bruise. Ninety-Nine tried to speak, revealing her missing fangs. “We have confirmation of the vat-tyranids, but we need to delve further. Without Ninety-Nine’s ability, there will be more risk without its ability.” Magos Faustinius said “Part of the cooperation was to give Ordo Xenos requested a live subject, which she can control. Ninety-Nine is a valuable tool in this endeavor.” “It is damaged, and cannot function without repair as well.” Greyfax said. “She— It, needs rest.” “I concur. Much needs to be done before my skiitaris explore the underground. We shall—”Greyfax and Faustinius saw Ninety-Nine crawl toward one of the corpses. The skiitari, confused by the situation, watched. They saw Ninety-Nine open her jaw and bite into the corpses’s…>Chest cavity [Biscopea] [Heartiness +2 -> 60 Health , +2 Str, Ninety-Nine also gets an early growth spurt]>Flesh, then bit into the white bones to drink the marrows inside. [Ossmodula] [+5 Str] [Exoskeleton Armor II, Natural Weapons II]>Brain and spinal cord [Omophagea] [New ability: The Remembrancer]>Write-in (Write a astartes organ and state the ability, this will depend whether or not I will approve it or not)
>>6141598>>Chest cavity [Biscopea] [Heartiness +2 -> 60 Health , +2 Str, Ninety-Nine also gets an early growth spurt]If we're running off of instinct going for the calorie-dense organs makes the most sense. I presume we don't get the others because they say "WHAT THE FuCK" and tear us off?Also, I just realized... If we're getting benefits without having to crawl into a pod and reconstitute ourselves we're a basically Kroot, but I'd bet that, due to SUPERIOR TYRANID DNA MUAHAHA we get to pick and choose the good bits of DNA instead of taking the good AND the bad. Basically what I'm saying is 99 should go on a galaxy-wide safari for good bonus traits. Endgame is deathworlds, like Catachan. Maybe we can make the excuse of testing if there really are broken-off Tyranids there.
Before anyone say antyhing, the difficulty was 16. This is typo on my end kek
>>6141598>Flesh, then bit into the white bones to drink the marrows inside. [Ossmodula] [+5 Str] [Exoskeleton Armor II, Natural Weapons II]
>>6141598>Write-in>Different spot on the chest [Larraman's Organ] [Passive +10 health regeneration per turn, Exoskeleton Armor 2] (since we're rapidly regrowing it?) And now we can continue the mission!That's my thoughts at least. Maybe someone else has a better stat buff?
>>614164110's a little much and I don't really have a "turn" like in other ttrpgs. I can accept +5 recovery three times in combat or act as penance tokens. I'm fine with exoskeleton armor 2
>>6141598>Chest cavity [Biscopea] [Heartiness +2 -> 60 Health , +2 Str, Ninety-Nine also gets an early growth spurt]Eat your heart out. Also because I want to get großer, we've neglected our "brute force" stats as of late.
>>6141598> Flesh, then bit into the white bones to drink the marrows inside. [Ossmodula] [+5 Str] [Exoskeleton Armor II, Natural Weapons II]
>>6141598>Flesh, then bit into the white bones to drink the marrows inside. [Ossmodula] [+5 Str] [Exoskeleton Armor II, Natural Weapons II]I was going to vote for the Omophagea, but I realized that our handlers probably aren't going to be on board with us casually eating corpses the way they would be with an Astartes.
>>6141598>>Chest cavity [Biscopea] [Heartiness +2 -> 60 Health , +2 Str, Ninety-Nine also gets an early growth spurt]
>>6141598>Flesh, then bit into the white bones to drink the marrows inside. [Ossmodula] [+5 Str] [Exoskeleton Armor II, Natural Weapons II]>>6141774>I was going to vote for the Omophagea, but I realized that our handlers probably aren't going to be on board with us casually eating corpses the way they would be with an Astartes.we don't need to do it with them looking, but for now it's indeed the weakest one
>>6141598>Chest cavity [Biscopea] [Heartiness +2 -> 60 Health , +2 Str, Ninety-Nine also gets an early growth spurt]Beeg and stronk
>>6141598>>Brain and spinal cord [Omophagea] [New ability: The Remembrancer]
>>6141598>Brain and spinal cord [Omophagea] [New ability: The Remembrancer]gives us a reason to eat some of the tasty food left around during battles
>>6141598>>Write-in>penis [new ability: Futanari]
>>6142001Anon what would this benefit?
>>6142001akun is down the hall to the left, anon
>>6142027SCIENCE
>>6141598>>6141641>>6141667I'll Change my vote,>Chest cavity [Biscopea] [Heartiness +2 -> 60 Health , +2 Str, Ninety-Nine also gets an early growth spurt]
>>6142027It would make me really happy
>>6142139
Biscopea>>6141601>>6141759>>6141778>>6141838Ossmodula>>6141631>>6141761>>6141774>>6141814A tie breaker is needed
>>6142226We already had a change here >>6142121, which makes it 5-4 by my addition
>>6142226I'll vote for Biscopea
Alright let me recount Counting is not my stong suit anons
Biscopea >>6142283>>6142121>>6141838>>6141778>>6141759>>6141601Ossmodula>>6141814>>6141774>>6141761>>6141631Omophagea61418696141891Looks like Biscopea wins
Health: 60Heartiness: 12Agility: 5/10, [+ 2]Intelligence: 7/10 [+3]Strength: 12/20 [+6]Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]Skills:Exoskeleton Armor i,Natural Weapons I,Hive-Mind Takeover (Lvl 2),Penance Token: 2Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I [0/3]Whenever Ninety-Nine uses a heavy-ranged weapon, she is able to add one (subject to be changed) for a roll that has the option to use her weapons along with the modifier of Strength and other modifiers involved.Hive-Mind Takeover (Lvl 2)1. Ninety-Nine is able to give simple orders to larger creatures such as attack, defend, or protect2. Ninety-Nine is able to possess a small tyranid unit for a limited amount of time and distance
Inquisitor Katarinya Greyfax saw many things.A tyranid-human hybrid chewing a Khornate heretical astarte’s chest and digging into his cavities was new. Faustinius and his cohorts also stared in awe. This weapon was evolving, no, the child of the Omnissiah was growing. Half weapon, half flesh, guided by the Motive Force, led by the Quest For Knowledge, and the miracle granted by the Machine God: Ninety-Nine was born. Ninety-Nine had to be. “Are you not stopping this… monstrosity?” “The child is evolving.” Faustinius said. “This too, is the will of the Omnissiah.”Greyfax watched the fangs dig through the flesh. She no longer saw the scared little thing with the eyes of a lost child, but a beast driven by its instinct. Her hand slowly went to her condemnor boltgun, sanctioned or not, this thing was an abomination. If it could kill an astartes now, it could be a threat to the Imperium.“Ah…” Ninety-Nine fell on her back and let out a loud burp. “That’s better.”“Subject Ninety-Nine.” Faustinius said firmly. “Can you continue.” “Yes.” Ninety-Nine rose to her feet. “I can continue.” The priest of Auxilia Myrmidon carried Ninety-Nine in his arms. The rest of the exploration ended successfully, with Ninety-Nine bringing a live vat-tyranid into the ship. Ninety-Nine was placed in a healing tank soon after, as she lost her consciousness her eyes fluttered close. >She woke up in a white space with a mountain of skeletons, a woman knelt on the floor, silent. >She woke up in a farm, where chains bound a very tall and blond man >She found herself inside the watch fortress, she was home [skip sequence]
>>6142372>She woke up in a white space with a mountain of skeletons, a woman knelt on the floor, silent.
>>6142372>She woke up in a farm, where chains bound a very tall and blond man
>>6142372> She woke up in a farm, where chains bound a very tall and blond man
>>6142372>>She woke up in a white space with a mountain of skeletons, a woman knelt on the floor, silent.
>>6142372>>She woke up in a farm, where chains bound a very tall and blond man
Celestine and Gillyman.
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She woke up in a farm, where chains bound a very tall and blind man. A dark sky loomed over, not a speck of light illuminated. The only way she navigated were her eyes that adjusted to the dark. She walked around and observed the man, then saw his lifeless and static face. Ninety-Nine did not smell any decomposition, but something told her that he was alive.“Helluwu?” Ninety-Nine said.The man's despondent eyes shifted ever so slightly. “You… you are Subject Ninety-Nine…” The man said, he saw the chains and the farmlands. “I see… this is a dream. Even in a dream I am mocked.”Ninety-Nine cocked her head. “Why don’t you just take the chains off?”“If it were so simple…” The man chuckled. Ninety-Nine bit into the chain, only to have her fangs pass through. Ninety-Nine followed the man’s gaze. A beautiful farm was ahead, with golden fields, warm sunshine under a blue cloudless sky. She saw the same man toiling in the field, carrying bushels of wheat and sacks of freshly dug root vegetables. Season in, season out. “What the?”“Duty. Do you know what that means, child?” The man said.“It’s doing what needs to be done like what I’ve been doing?”“Yes… that’s what binds me.” Guilliman said. “I envy you, knowing that, being content with that.”>“Do you want a hug?”>“But I’'m not content either...” >Write-in (keep in mind of 99's narrow understanding of the world.)
>>6142928>“Do you want a hug?”>"If you won't take them off, then why don't you do something to make them less uncomfortable?"
>>6142928>(Write-in) Acquire the high ground so as to better view your surroundings. Attempt to climb onto the Gulliman's shoulders.
>>6142949Supporting.
>>6142949Support.
>>6142928>>“Do you want a hug?”
>>6142928>“But I’'m not content either...”
>>6142949>>6143072>>6143131
>>6142928>“Do you want a hug?”
>>6143287Meant to say, votes locked in
“Do you want a hug?”“No.”The cogs in Ninety-Nine’s brain turned, along with the mouse running on the wheel that ran her brain operational. "If you won't take them off, then why don't you do something to make them less uncomfortable?"“It is not so simple.” “Then why not make it simple?”Ninety-Nine opened her eyes. The room’s cold air tickled her skin. Ninety-Nine squinted as she saw the bright white lights above. Ninety-Nine jumped off the metal pod. This white room full of medical equipment was the infirmary examination room. A place she had been before many times during her observation. The window reflected her sharper visage, and her taller body. Ninety-Nine used to see her head on the window. Ninety-Nine approached close to the reflective window.“Is this me?”Kryptman watched Subject Ninety-Nine examining herself, like when an animal would see their reflection for the first time. In his hand was a clipboard showcasing the sudden growth spurt due to the consumption of heretical astartes geneseed. The moment the Lord Commander heard of it, he nearly called her destruction. It was by unknown reasons her purge was canceled. “Research log ten number 1046. Subject Ninety-Nine grew in a span of weeks despite her slow rate of growth of her first phase, a geneseed consumption was all that she needed. A heretical astartes geneseed at that, yet she showed no sign of corruption so far.”Her height from four feet became five. Muscle and exoskeleton density also increased. Ninety-Nine no longer resembled a child, but a young teenager on the cusp of her first steps of maturity. The brain activity also developed further, and oddly enough, she grew longer hair. “Subject Ninety-Nine’s imitation of human growth proves to be both disturbing and intriguing.” His face scrunched in pure revulsion. “What have I created?” After three days of further examination, Ninety-Nine was brought to a specialsit within the Watch Fortress, an invitation by>The Tech-Priest of The Armory >The Librarians of The Librarius >The Chaplains of The Reculisasm
So think of this as a smaller skill tree>The Tech-Priest of The ArmoryMay help Ninety-Nine with weapons of heavy variety and develop further relationship with Cult Mechanicus >The Librarians of The LibrariusMay help with 99's hive takeover abilities and maybe unlock psychic powers>The Chaplains of The ReculisasmMay help with 99's hive takeover abilities of a faith variety? Of course, while not worshipping The Emperor as a God. Who knows, she might learn about the saints of the Imperium.
>>6143354>The Tech-Priest of The ArmoryThe only shrine I worship at is the Church of Dakka. That said, I do want to keep the toaster molesters at arm's length a bit. But guns are cool.
>>6143354>“Subject Ninety-Nine’s imitation of human growth proves to be both disturbing and intriguing.” His face scrunched in pure revulsion. “What have I created?”I thought he'd like it>The Chaplains of The Reculisasm
>>6143354>>The Chaplains of The Reculisasm
>>6143355>The Chaplains of The Reculisasm99's going to ask so many borderline heretical questions about the Emperor and how faith works.
>>6143354>The Chaplains of The ReculisasmPerhaps 99's experience praying to the Emperor for salvation stuck with her.
>>6143354>>The Librarians of The Librarius
>>6143354Also>make funny faces in the mirror
>>6143354Soo- is she going to go rebellious or emo?
>>6143426I think if she does go rebellious, she'll probably pray to Emps as a God kek
>>6143426I say rebellious. Whether it's time for it now or not, I think a consequence of her maturing and growing up is that - as loyal as she is - she eventually starts to chafe at her lack of autonomy and, well, life really.
>>6143354>The Chaplains of The Reculisasm
>>6143355>The Librarians of The Librarius
>>6143354>The Librarians of The LibrariusLet's get those zoanthrope genes up and running. Maybe Kryptman will feed her a whole eldar farseer to do so.
>>6143433Maybe her ‘’rebellion’’ is her- sharing some notions with Big G about the Imperium.And listening to Tau Rock
>>6143354>The Librarians of The Librarius
>>6143354>>The Tech-Priest of The Armory
Armory61433606143713Librarius >>6143412>>6143455>>6143523>>6143656Reculisasm >>6143370>>6143371>>6143380>>6143384>>6143435Votes counted
Chaplain Gabriel did not know what to think of Subject Ninety-Nine. There was an odd twinge of pride when he heard of Ninety-Nine’s achievement. One confirmed kill of a heretical astartes, sure, the number was measly but the fact that she did indeed kill an astartes sprouted a small bud of pride within his hearts. Gabriel stood in front of a broken sword held by a rack.“Brother-Chaplain.” A deep bass voice said.“Brother Casus.” Gabriel said. “Welcome back. Are you in need of a council or have you come to pray?”“To pray… and to ask a question.”The Reclusiasm of the watch fortress was a hexagon shaped, with plenty of spaces for each battle-brothers to kneel and pray. On the carved wall, relics of the watch fortress were raised high by auramite racks and banner holders. In front of the relic displays was a raised platform and a ceramite pulpit, devoid of chapter markings, for the chaplains of the Death Watch cared for all his battle-brothers.“Speak your question, brother.”“I have heard a disturbing report that Subject Ninety-Nine has consumed a heretical geneseed by the apothecary.” The deep voice trembled with unquenchable rage. “Why are we allowing it to live?”“Because I will see if she has corrupted myself.”“It’s only a matter of time before she—”“Lieutenant.” Gabriel said with a chilling tone. “I understand your concern. However, raising your voice inside the Reclusiasm will not be allowed. Respect your brother’s peace here.”“Chaplain Gabriel?”Gabriel turned around. Ninety-Nine now stood taller than before, her voice rang clearer. Her body shaped into that of a growing female. The long hooded robe hid most of her features, though if given a closer look under the hood one could see the disgusting visage of the half breed weapon. Chaplain Gabriel approached.“We will speak another time, Lieutenant.” Gabriel said.“We shall.”“Ninety-Nine, come.”Chaplain Gabriel and Ninety-Nine walked a staircase that led to an empty room beneath. Ninety-Nine saw an astartes in the same armor, except decorated with various skins and bones of xenos. Another chaplain stood with the same armor but with a red left pauldron with a droplet shape flanked by pair of wings.“I didn’t know there were other chaplains.”“Subject Ninety-Nine. You have been accused of heresy." Chaplain Gabriel said. "How do you plead?”"H—Heresy? I didn't do anything!""How. Do. You. Plead."The three chaplains surrounding Ninety-Nine awaited, holding their crozius. >Ninety-Nine recoiled at the accusation. “I… I ran away from a fight.”>Ninety-Nine recoiled at the accusation. “I ate something I shouldn’t have… something bad.”>Write-in
>>6144026> Ninety-Nine recoiled at the accusation. “I ate something I shouldn’t have… something bad.”
>>6144026>Ninety-Nine recoiled at the accusation. “I… I ran away from a fight.”>Ninety-Nine recoiled at the accusation. “I ate something I shouldn’t have… something bad.”
>>6144026>Ninety-Nine recoiled at the accusation. “I… I ran away from a fight.”
>>6144026>Write-in>Ninety-Nine tearfully confessed to everything she ever did wrong>“I ate something I shouldn’t have… something bad.”>“I… I ran away from a fight.”>"I wandered off without Hive-Father's permission.">"I threw away the cool gun those red priests specially made for me.">"I gave up on the colored puzzle cube Clay told me to solve.">"I did that thing where you tap someone on the shoulder as you move past them so there's nobody there when they look."
>>6144153>>6144026Hm.This is good.I'll swap my vote to this.
>>6144026>>6144153+1 support
>>6144153>"I did that thing where you tap someone on the shoulder as you move past them so there's nobody there when they look."By the emperor she has fallen to chaos
>>6144026>>6144153Based based based based basedAdding>I snuck extra food from the storeroom
>>6144153>Support.Other maladies, perhaps include asking in our head why grey fax looks so ugly.
>>6144026>Ninety-Nine recoiled at the accusation. “I ate something I shouldn’t have… something bad.”
>>6144153support
>>6144153Supporting.>>6144192>>6144183These too if possible.
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With tears in her eyes, Ninety-Nine avoided the gazes of the chaplains. Her hands folded together as her tails coiled around her legs. Their red slits of their skull helmets stared, awaiting for her sins."I ate something I shouldn't have... something bad.""And what is that?" The red pauldroned chaplain said."A battle-master's corpse."The chaplains shared a glance. Strangey enough, they shared no reaction or some kind of smell that made her afraid. The very lack of it, the sheer indifference, drove a bigger stake in her heart."Continue.""Then..." Her eyes closed tight. "I ran away from a fight."Ninety-Nine awaited for their admonishment. Yet again, she heard none. Ninety-Nine continued."I wandered off sometimes when Hive-Father wouldn't notice. And I threw away a gun specifically made for me. I gave up on the colored cube from Clay, I did that thing where you tap a servitor's shoulder as you move past them so the servitor would be confused. I even tripped a servitor because the way they flop is hilarious to me..."The chaplains shared another glances. The matters of spirit did not matter as much to them for an experiment. It may walk and talk, but they knew it had no soul. The chaplains only invited the weapon to see her purity. Gabriel's insistence was their main reason for attending as well as the exceptional circumstance."From now on, any thoughts or misbehaviors will be reported to Chaplain Gabriel. Whatever your thoughts, am I clear?""Y—Yes... Chaplain."Ninety-Nine returned to her room. As she climbed up the stairs with Gabriel, she glimpsed at the banners hanging above."Can I pray here?""This is for the battle-brothers. Not for you.” Chaplain Gabriel said. “You are dismissed.” “Oh.” Ninety-Nine’s tail drooped down. “I understand…” Side story>Chaplain Gabriel>Roboute Guilliman>Greyfax>Kryptman>Write-in
>>6144509>Roboute Guilliman
>>6144509>Robussy Gyatman
>>6144509>Robot Guidemanual
>>6144509>Chaplain GabrielI wanna know more about our chaplain's mysterious past.
>>6144509>>Roboute Guilliman
>>6144509>Chaplain GabrielThough I'm all for Roomba Guillotine too.
>>6144509>Chaplain GabrielBullying the bug like this should be illegal
>>6144509> Chaplain Gabriel
>>6144509>Chaplain Gabriel
>>6144658>>6144590>>6144562>>6144559>>6144521Votes locked in
To be a Blackshield was a mark of shame, penance, something that Gabriel knew much about. “Gabriel.”“Zadkiel.” The chaplain who bore the mark of the Blood Angel’s heraldry, Zadkiel, removed his helmet. A wave of shoulder length blonde hair spilled from the helmet. The sharp features of Zadkiel softly gazed at his colleague and battle brother. Gabriel did not remove his helmet. “You are shaken, brother.”“I… I am.” Gabriel said. “I do my best but to be burdened with that thing. I wonder if this too, is my test.”“This too, is your punishment, brother. Until we meet again.”Gabriel stood alone inside the empty room. He removed his helmet, revealing a pale complexion. Sharp nose, almond shaped eyes, red lips, jet black hair, Gabriel’s face, much like his brothers, would captivate any mortals who would see his visage. Handsome and pure, a rare trait among astartes except for a long running scar across his face. Gabriel closed his eyes. He remembered standing here, before the previous chaplain who took him as his student.
“Angels Resplendent, was it?”Chaplain stood before kneeling Gabriel. The astartes’s scarred face. “I was.”“Your brothers who remained pure formed the Angels Penitent, yet you left. Why is that?”“They began to practice self-mutilations, abandoning practices to control the red thirst that goes back since the first founding. Brother betrayed brothers at the hint of disagreement in the chapter’s dogma. This was not the future of what my primarch would want.” Gabriel said. “You hide in shame.” The chaplain said. “You believe that only death will redeem you.” “No.” Gabriel shook his head slowly. “It will be atonement.”“Atonement does not have to be death. There is much work required in this Watch Fortress. Try as we might, even we can stand at the brink of despair and mournful rage.” The chaplain knelt beside and placed his hand on his shoulder. “Death is not the only way to atone. When Sangunius reunited with his Terran sons, he did not abandon or isolate them. He nurtured them and taught them to control their blood thirst. There is always a different way to serve,”“And what fate do you have for me?”The chaplain stood then extended his hand.“There is only one way to find out.”>Cafeteria>The Reclusiasm >Write-in[???] 3/3
>>6145074>The Reclusiasm
>>6145074>The ReclusiasmSo that is his backstory. Didn't expect him to be from a blood angel successor chapter. Maybe he will be nicer to Ninety-nine in the future once he reflect more upon what Zadkiel said.
>>6145074>Cafeteria
>>6145074>CafeteriaAll astartes can use a dose of humility. Except the Lamenters, who just need hugs.
>>6145074>Cafe
>>6145074>Cafeteria>>6142928>HelluwuHE CANT GET AWAY WITH THIS
>>6145074>>Cafeteria
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The cafeteria consisted of the battle-brothers. Be it nutrient paste, some food from the Merchant Fleet or whatever brought back from the world a kill-team had save, the cafeteria of the Watch Fortress was always busy. Ninety-Nine stared herself in the mirror, admiring the new change in her body, for today from now on, she was allowed to roam the facility with limited freedom.“Hmm hmm hmm.” Ninety-Nine hummed. Ninety-Nine stared at her taller body, the faint curves, the sharper features of her face. Yet… the white and purple exoskeleton remained. She looked closer to a human, yet she was not. Her claws, fangs and tail proved so. Ninety-Nine opened her mouth, saw the fangs and the long prehensile tongue then closed her mouth. She sighed, then picked up a newly made robe delivered yesterday.I can at least hide my tail…Ninety-Nine draped herself in a long red and white robe, making sure most of her features were hidden a s much as possible then placed a red mask to hide the lower half of her face. Ninety-Nine looked at the mirror once more. That’s better.Inside the cafeteria, Ninety-Nine walked to a station where a line of servitor stood.“A plate of today’s special and amino-porridge please.”“Compliance.”Ninety-Nine carried the two large plates. “Watch it, worm.”An astartes shoved past. Ninety-Nine’s footing stumbled as her feet intertwined with the fabric of her robe. Roll agility Difficulty: 16Amount of rolls: 1Dice: D20Modifier: Agility (+2)Success: Ninety-Nine saves her food and see who it wasFailure: Ninety-Nine drops her food and becomes pic relatedComment: Sometimes I think about making a roll for ninety-nine to hold in her tears kek
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>6145574I really want to defect to the tau empire or farsight enclave.
“Disgusting filth.”Ninety-Nine closed her eyes as her body hit the floor. The clanging metal echoed and her robe was layered with amino porridge and slick oils of the meat. Tears welled in her eyes as she heard a faint trail of laughter, now gone within the other astartes. Ninety-Nine stood back up then pulled the robes closer. She saw the yellow pauldron staring with a smarmy grin, along with two others, one with a bronze pauldron with a horned beast.Then a familiar pauldron watched from the side, Mawsl and the kill team from Eve, along with Kill Team Ultra also stood on the side, watching. Then, another astartes with the darkest skin she has ever seen. >Ninety-Nine ran away, tears trickling down her cheeks>Ninety-Nine removed her hooded robe, hooded the ground then charged >Write-in
Yes, I understand this is mean. This however, sets up the next arc I wish to work on. Which faction? Well I can't spoil it now but the [???] and Faith Tree the anons have chosen will come into play soon.
>>6145585>Ninety-Nine ran away, tears trickling down her cheeks
>>6145584>Ninety-Nine ran away, tears trickling down her cheeks
>>6145584>Ninety-Nine removed her hooded robe, hooded the ground then chargedWill she get im trouble for this? Probably, but i want to see Ninety-nine stand up for herself. Also rebellious phase
>>6145584>Write-in>Nintey-Nine, sniffling and holding back tears, went to get a new plate of amino-porridgeHighschool sucks.
>>6145620>rebellious phaseI just remembered that the only person to ever treat Ninety-Nine like a person was that one tech-priestess.>I hate you Hive-Father! You aren't even my real dad!>Me and my new friends are gonna go worship the Omnissiah now! AS A GOD!>So there!
>>6145639The skitarii where also pretty nice. One of them even petted her.
>>6145584>Ninety-Nine removed her hooded robe, hooded the ground then chargedTime to stand up for yourself, physically. Stop being such a literal pushover.
>>6145642Please DO NOT give the super-soldiers who openly hate us an excuse to kill us.
>>6145649On one hand, good point. On the other, I'm just so tired of 99 being such a pathetic wimp off the clock.
>>6145584>Ninety-Nine ran away, tears trickling down her cheeks>>6145651I get you, man, but we need to find a way to get revenge that doesn't involve making our difficult situation even harder.
>>6145584>>Ninety-Nine ran away, tears trickling down her cheeks
>>6145584>Ninety-Nine ran away, tears trickling down her cheeks>>6145651I’m not tired of itThe bullying is funny
>>6145584>Ninety-Nine ran away, tears trickling down her cheeks>>6145717As for you, pic related.
>>6145584>Run off cryingShe is a girl. A tiny girl not even a woman.Whimpiness is expected.
>>6145584>>6145621>+1>Write-in>Nintey-Nine, sniffling and holding back tears, went to get a new plate of amino-porridgePush past the pain.
>>6145621Switching from >ran away to this. Not quite giving in but still avoiding escalation.
>>6145868>>6145845>>6145805>>6145717>>6145688>>6145676>>6145606>>6145605>>6145621Honestly this is very 99, so I will add a variation to this
[Lore Breaking Warning.]Amberley Vail was a patient woman. Being an Inquisitor she was plenty experienced. Whether it be exterminating xenos or working with Ciaphas Cain, patience was always a part of her arsenal. Her mentor however was different. Every inquisitor who discovered her mentor always had a strange look, as if questioning her perfectly normal sanity. More so due to the recent years. “See how she exhibits human emotions?” Kryptman said. “It is fascinating yet revolting.”Inside Kryptman’s research room, they watched the vict security-lenses of the cafeteria. The room smelled of sterile medicine and a heavy scent of musty parchments. The various samples of tyranids were suspended in a jar of thick blue liquid. Vail stood at the wall of cogitators, specifically at the security screen where Ninety-Nine was. “Fascinating?” Vail knocked her eyebrow up in a questioning gaze, then continued to watch the cogitator screen of the cafeteria. She nearly gasped when Ninety-Nine was pushed on to the ground by the astartes. Vail watched the creation… the young Ninety-Nine stood back up with her bowl of amino porridge. Ninety-Nine took a step forward, but tripped due to the robe and most likely the slick floor. “Don’t…” Vail whispered. “Just go home.”Vail did not have to be a psyker to see the young girl’s pain as she stood back up. The robe slipped off as Subject Ninety-Nine ran off full speed. The body was not as bad as she thought it was. Strange for sure, but disgusting or some abomination? She’d seen abominations before, and none cried over being tripped or insecure of her body. “She’s a weapon, nothing more nothing less. Do not let your emotions guide you.” Kryptman said.“Have you been allowing this to happen?”“The astartes call her an abomination because she is an abomination. I see no reasons to stop them. It needs to know its place.” Kryptman said. “You realize you did not create a weapon but a living being, with feelings and sentience.” Vail said. “By the Throne, I wouldn’t be surprised if she escapes!”“She won’t.” Vail crossed her arms. The black body suit reflected the dim light in Kryptman’s research room, especially her inquisitorial rosette. The short fur cape was tied together, giving her extra warmth inside the cold room. “Well she’s too dangerous to leave it to chance.” Vail said. “Where are you going?” Kryptman said. Vail sntached the tracker on the cogitator’s console. “To do your job.”
Vail grabbed a nutrition paste packet and several sugar cubes from her retinue. Vail followed the tracker’s pulsing radar, and ended up at a tucked corner past the wall of pipes where no drop of light reached. The metal floor echoed with Vail’s clacking heel and mournful blubbering. “Ninety-Nine?” Vail said softly.Vail raised her lantern high, yet she did not find a trace of Ninety-Nine. There was silence. >“I’m Amberely Vail, I’m an inquisitor, can we talk?” Vail brought out a small sack of sugar cubes and a nutrition paste packet. “I have some candy and food if you’d like.”>Vail strapped her night goggles and searched. Roll sneak Or>Vail heard a faint voice, “Are you here to hurt me too?”>Much to Vail’s disappointment, the tracker showed Ninety-Nine inside a vent
>>6146188Is the lore break someone feeling bad for 99?
>>6146193No (kek), Kryptman was not a mentor for Vail and according to lexicanum she is not alive in 025.M42 where we are at the latest M42.
>>6146190>>“I’m Amberely Vail, I’m an inquisitor, can we talk?” Vail brought out a small sack of sugar cubes and a nutrition paste packet. “I have some candy and food if you’d like.”>>6146196Fair enough lol
>>6146190>>“I’m Amberely Vail, I’m an inquisitor, can we talk?” Vail brought out a small sack of sugar cubes and a nutrition paste packet. “I have some candy and food if you’d like.”
>>6146196That's just what she WANTS you to think!>>6146190>>“I’m Amberely Vail, I’m an inquisitor, can we talk?” Vail brought out a small sack of sugar cubes and a nutrition paste packet. “I have some candy and food if you’d like.”
>>6146190>“I’m Amberely Vail, I’m an inquisitor, can we talk?” Vail brought out a small sack of sugar cubes and a nutrition paste packet. “I have some candy and food if you’d like.”
>>6146190>Vail strapped her night goggles and searched. Roll sneak
>>6146190>“I’m Amberely Vail, I’m an inquisitor, can we talk?” Vail brought out a small sack of sugar cubes and a nutrition paste packet. “I have some candy and food if you’d like.”This seems like it has the least chance to go bad somehow. Also, it seems pretty in character for Amberely to immediately help out the little "abomination" despite her continued jabs at radicals in the books
I am not very familiar with her, any anons want to explain what she is about= and some book recommendations?
>>6146757She's Ciaphas Cain's Inquisitor gf.>book recommendationsThe Ciaphas Cain series, I suppose.
>>6146757She's from the Caiphas Cain books where she edits and adds annotations for Cain's memoirs which are the books themselves. I've only read the first book so far but she seems to be more or less your standard inquisitor with the exception that she actually uses common sense unlike many in 40k.
>>6146205>>6146206>>6146209>>6146229>>6146356>>6146460
“I’m Amberely Vail, I’m an inquisitor, can we talk?” Vail brought out a small sack of sugar cubes and a nutrition paste packet. “I have some candy and food if you’d like.”Vail heard a skitter, tiny tappings of talons and claws. She held her breath and stood still. The sound came from behind, then above, and slowly to the front. Vail saw the figure cloaked in darkness emerge. White and purple exoskeleton, hooked shaped claws, and a long tail with an armor crushing hammer end. And a pair of two large eyes with dark sclera and golden pupils. “What's a candy?”Amberely brought out a sugar cube from the sack. “This is candy. Try one.” Subject Ninety-Nine plopped her mouth as Amberely was holding the sugar cube. Amberely saw the brief maw of jagged fangs open. That was the mouth that chewed through the astarte’s flesh and bones. She looked at her saliva covered hand free from any scratch or scrape. “I’ve never had anything like this before! Do you have any more?”“You can have the whole thing.” Amberely gently grasped Ninety-Nine’s hand then placed the sack of sugar cube and nutrition paste packet in her hand. “Try to savor them when you can. And I thought you’d be hungry.”Ninety-Nine ripped the packet and swallowed the content in a flash, then looked back up with a confused gaze.“Why are you nice to me?”The question squeezed her heart. Amberely pulled Ninety-Nine into a warm embrace. Ninety-Nine stood confusedly, then wrapped her arms around Amberley tight. The warmth of a flesh, Ninety-Nine never knew such thing existed. Something welled up, the corners of her eyes became hot, prickly, then tears rolled down her cheeks. Yet, this was not sadness, but something more… complex.“It’s been hard, hasn’t it?” Ninety-Nine buried her head into Amberely’s shoulder, nuzzling into her curled locks of blond hair that smelled of flowers. A raw, throat wrenching cry echoed. One that only Amberely heard. >Skip to next plot>Side story, Ninety-Nine and Amberely Vail
>>6146927>Side story, Ninety-Nine and Amberely VailYou can't expect me not to vote for this.
>>6146927>>Side story, Ninety-Nine and Amberely Vail
>>6146927>Side story, Ninety-Nine and Amberely VailI'm a big man and I won't cry, I won't cr- dammit.
>>6146927>Side story, Ninety-Nine and Amberely Vail
>>6146927>Side story, Ninety-Nine and Amberely VailNo way we are skipping
>>6146791>uses common sense>sees a child>realizes it is a childI see what you mean.
>>6146927>Side story, Ninety-Nine and Amberely VailThis was very sweet. About time someone is nice to Ninety-nine
>>6147324Why is her horn so thick here ? Also KEK
“What’s it like outside?”Amberely sipped on her flask at the cafeteria table and Ninety-Nine sat across. No astartes sat near and did not care to listen. Ninety-Nine was dressed in a new black and red hooded robe, nursing a cup of steaming sweet tea in a steel cup. The white light buzzed, casting a shadow that shrouded Ninety-Nine’s face. “You’ve been outside, haven’t you?”“But I never got to see around.” Amberely noted Ninety-Nine’s limit of her knowledge.“There are plenty of worlds. Hive world, forge world, agri world, there’s a lot.” Amberely said. “What kind of world do you want to visit?”Ninety-Nine twiddled her thumbs. “Where I can make friends.” Amberley knew should a Tau platoon found her, Ninety-Nine would have been whisked away and would be a dangerous asset for them. Ninety-Nine was so far, a simple girl, raising her in a cold Watch Fortress under Kryptman was a bad idea. She needed guidance, not from a Chaplain of the Death Watch but from someone who can relate or at least have empathy and understand Ninety-Nine as a girl, not a weapon. Amberley ran her hand over Ninety-Nine’s exoskeleton crown.“You do have a friend, me.”Ninety-Nine’s tail whipped back and forth. “You… you mean it?”Amberely could not dodge the incoming tackle-hug, and found herself with her back on the floor and staring up at the ceiling. A week after Amberely’s departure, Ninety-Nine was summoned to Terra. A conclave have been declared, where Ninety-Nine and Kryptman have been summoned. However, Ninety-Nine was first sent to…>Fortress of the Inquisition>Schola Progenium>The hub of the Sanctum Imperialis
>>6147502>The hub of the Sanctum Imperialis
>The hub of the Sanctum Imperialis
>>6147501I based it on OP's drawing from last thread rather than the OP here
>>6147502>>The hub of the Sanctum Imperialis
>>6147502>>Fortress of the Inquisition
>>6147764>>6147534>>6147524>>6147504Votes locked in
Cato Scicarius arrived with a reinforced ceramite container pulled by the grav cart. “From the Center Hub of the Sactum Imperialis, my liege.”Past the central hub of the Sanctum Imperialis was the Sanctum Imperialis Principa, where only the privileged few could enter, not even the High Lords could enter without permission from The Emperor. Meaning, no mortal man has entered for ten millennia.“Thank you Captain Sicarius.” Until now. This hall of history was where the primarch and the princess once stood, laughing and socializing during the Great Crusade. Ferrus, Rogal, Sanguinius, Leman, and Pangea, his dead brothers that formed his Dauntless Few. They would at times gather here for all kinds of discussions. Be it strategies, philosophies, or Pangea teasing Rogal and Ferrus for being so rigid. “If I may ask, my lord. What is inside?” “A weapon to battle the tyranid. Open the cage. And captain?” “My lord?”“Do not attack her.” Cato Scicarius opened the box, he recoiled at Subject Ninety-Nine inside. Guilliman, with his height, saw Ninety-Nine inside the box. “Ninety-Nine?” Guilliman said.Ninety-Nine gasped.>“You’re the farmer! Are you out of your chains now?”>“You’re out of the chains now Mr Farmer! What are you doing here?”>Write-in99 only recognize Guilliman as the farmer since she only heard about Guilliman and never saw his face.
>>6148260>“You’re the farmer! Are you out of your chains now?”
>>6148260>“You’re out of the chains now Mr Farmer! What are you doing here?”>"I made a friend since we last met!"
>>6148260>“You’re the farmer! Are you out of your chains now?”Kek, this will be good. Does Guilliman remembers Ninety-nine from the dream?
>>6148323It's implied he did since he was about to have 99 destroyed after she ate the geneseed but mysteriously changed his mind.
>>6148260>“You’re out of the chains now Mr Farmer! What are you doing here?”>"Are you also here to see Robuss- the Lord Commander?"
>>6148328Where did you get that idea anon? That's not what the dream was about.
>>6148260>“You’re the farmer! Are you out of your chains now?”>>6148328what i find cute is that she offered a hug and in general tried to comfort his struggles.
>>6148260>"You’re out of the chains now Mr Farmer! What are you doing here?”>Try to hug him
>>6148379+1
>>6148264>>6148278>>6148323>>6148379>>6148555>>6148560>"Are you also here to see Robuss- the Lord Commander?"Will be added to with a bit of variation of it
“You’re out of the chains now Mr Farmer! What are you doing here? Are you also here to see the Lord Commuwunder?”Guilliman squinted his eyes, then he remembered the dream. Bound by a chain and Ninety-Nine was… His eyes widened ever so slightly. Subject Ninety-Nine was able to enter his dreams, a psykic ability most likely inherited from the Zoanthrope or… the corrupted geneseed. “Insolence.” Cato snarled, he drew his Talassarian Tempest Blade. “My liege, this abomination must be punished, an arm or an eye. To call you something so peasantry like a farmer!”Ninety-Nine saw the absolute hate in Cato’s eyes, something she was well used to. With a quick hop Ninety-Nine crawled out of the box and tried to run. The hard and smooth floor made gaining traction on her feet and hands difficult. Cato followed with his blade drawn.“Captain Sicarius!” Guilliman said firmly. “Subject Ninety-Nine!”They both stopped. Except for Ninety-Nine who slid across the floor and slammed into a wall.“That child has defeated chaos astartes and has controlled a lichtor. Do not harm her.” Guilliman said. “Ninety-Nine. Come.”Ninety-Nine followed the farmer and Captain Sicarius. Inside a grand and golden throne room, Ninety-Nine had to be called several times to keep up. At the throne, the farmer sat. “Come closer, Ninety-Nine.” Guilliman said.“Isn’t that the Lord Commander’s seat?” Ninety-Nine said.“I am Roboute Guilliman, Primarch of The Ultramarine.”Ninety-Nine gasped. “Then… why am I here?”“You are here to be examined as a conclave commences. You will first…”>“Be tested for corruption.”>“Be tested in combat. >“Be given a physical examination.”
>>6148879What is a conclave commences?
>>6148879>“Be tested for corruption.”>Ninety-Nine: Silently realize that the Commander's secret identity as a farmer must be sensitive information that she must guard with her life.
>>6148879So he does remember the dream. Neat. Also, Ninety-nine sliding across the polished floor was very funny.>“Be tested for corruption.”
>>6148879>“Be tested for corruption.”Obviously this would be the highest priority given recent events.
>>6148907Grammar mistake. Meant to be “as the conclave commences.”
>>6148930Ok then. What is the conclave commences?
>>6148879>“Be tested for corruption.”
There might be no updates due to thanksgiving.Also. Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
>>6148879>“Be tested for corruption.”>>6148912>Ninety-Nine: Silently realize that the Commander's secret identity as a farmer must be sensitive information that she must guard with her life.+1 This is funny.>>6149138Happy Thanksgiving to you as well QM!
>>6149316>Cato Sicarius wasn't mad about 99 calling Roboute a farmer>He was mad because she casually blurted out a state secretThe pieces are coming together.
>>6149392>>6149316You've caught me, time to wrap this qst up it's joever >>6149316Thank you anon>>6148907Conclave is just a big meeting with the inquisitors of a sector. Sector and stuff is just too much explain please go to lexicanum for that. >>6148912>Ninety-Nine: Silently realize that the Commander's secret identity as a farmer must be sensitive information that she must guard with her life.Too funny not to let this happen >>6148920>>6148928>>6148971>>6149003>>6149316
Varro Tigurius was stalwart in all his doings. After saving The Rock, he was recalled by his Liege before another crusade could be launched. Hungry.When Lord Primarch brought Subject Ninety-Nine into the librarius to test for corruption, he took the unfolding event with dutiful strides. He ordered the thing at the center of an open space of his temporary study to scry its mind. To eat a heretical gene seed and survive certainly had to be something never heard of in all of history. But can’t move.Varro examined closer, the memories of the weapon was nothing special, tad sympathetic at times but nothing special. By The Emperor, was its mind so simple, it gave him a tiny headaches trying to make sense of her thoughts. Try as he might, Varro found no corruption stirring or hiding within Ninety-Nine. Want to play. Will he play? No.The bundle of manufactured flesh remained peaceful. Either she did not think or had the same immunity to the corruption due to her tyranid origin.“You are dismissed, Ninety-Nine. Captain, you may escort her back.”Sicarius did not speak and turned around. Ninety-Nine quickly followed back. Dressed in a hooded red robe, Ninety-Nine’s eyes darted everywhere. >“Are you secretly a farmer too?”>Write-inLater on, Ninety-Nine was placed into a small room of her own. When the door opened, a blue astartes told her to follow him. Two hours of traversing the Imperial Palace later…>And outside the Sanctum Imperialis, she was led to Ecclesiarchal Palace>Ninety-Nine found herself in a vast open space, she saw a rack of various practice weapons.
>>6149534> (Write-in) “Do you work on Mister Farmer's farm? What do you grow there? Do you do all the farmwork in your big armor? How do you keep it from getting muddy?” etc etc>And outside the Sanctum Imperialis, she was led to Ecclesiarchal Palace
>>6149541Anon, we can't mention the farm! It's secret information!>>6149534>Write-in>Secretly search for signs that he's in on the secret.>And outside the Sanctum Imperialis, she was led to Ecclesiarchal Palace
>>6149583Supporting. We have to ensure that Rowboaty Girlyman's secret farm remains a secret.
>>6149534>“Are you secretly a farmer too?”>And outside the Sanctum Imperialis, she was led to Ecclesiarchal Palace
>>6149534>>6149583Supporting.
>>6149583+1>Get back to the monastery>99 sets up a pinboard with string>LORD COMMANDER>SECRET FARM>WHAT IS THE CONNECTION?>Kryptman dumps a bunch of amasec in his recaf
>>6149630no, it's >NOT LORD COMMANDER>NOT A FARMso nobody finds out
>>6149662Right, right. Gotta be subtle about it.
>>6149534>Write-in>Secretly search for signs that he's in on the secret.>And outside the Sanctum Imperialis, she was led to Ecclesiarchal Palace
Not a vote. just some nonsense that popped in my head.>>6149534>“Are you secretly a farmer too?”>Sicarius's head snapped to the childish abomination.>The fuck? Where did that come from? Did she know? No! It's inconceivable! This creature couldn't possibly know his secret! That he, Cato Sicarius, had learned his incredible swordsmanship from studying the movements of farmers!>Only he had seen the subtle truths in the workings of the farmers tools! The thrust of the pitchfork, the reaping of the grain, even the sowing of the seeds contained the fundamental movements of the primal mans understanding the martial ways! In a farmer's hands, any tool could become a weapon of war, usually in response the new taxes, and from these tools came the evolution of any and all martial weapons!>He had never revealed this to anyone! Had this child really seen through his form and deduced its origin?>He glared at Ninety-Nine, "No, I'm not a farmer you little fool! The only hoes I've ever touched are the ones who ride my dick!">Cato cursed to himself. Fool! Astartes don't have a sex drive! Why the hell did we say that?>"Okay." The hybrid said without a second thought and turned away from Sicarius, who celebrated his deception with a mental fist pump.>Ninety-Nines brain had no idea what a "dick" was but it seemed rude to ask. It must be some kind of code! Something to put on the string wall. Yes! Today she was surely being let in on state secrets!
>Secretly search for signs that he's in on the secret.>>6149583>>6149595>>6149602>>6149630>And outside the Sanctum Imperialis, she was led to Ecclesiarchal Palace>>6149583>>6149600>>6149811>>6149848
Difficulty: 20Amount of rolls: 1Dice: d20Modifier: Intelligence (+3) + Sneak (+2) Reason: Trying to discern something of Cato while not being caught is difficult since he’s him, Cato Sicarius Success: 99 gets to find out if he’s a farmer or not Failure: She pisses of him, Cato Sicarius
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>6150325
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>6150325Time to dodge the pitchfork.
>>6150326>>6150337Good news anon, you now have three penance tokens
Penance Token: 3Ninety-Nine stared at Cato. The astartes had thick luscious hair and a thick beard, just like farmers that she read about in her Ciaphas Cain picture books. He’s large and tough, so is farming. More and more evidence began to click into places. This astartes was also secretly a farmer. “Why are you staring, thing?”Ninety-Nine averted her gaze.“I uh… Are you a farmer too?”He learned down, his hand on the hilt of his sword. The twisted scowl on his face struck Ninety-Nine into silence as her shoulders tensed and her body shrinking down. She saw his hand reaching to the pommel of his sword. He leaned down, with furious glare burning in his eyes. “You call me a low born again, I’ll break you. Do you hear me, creature?” Ninety-Nine nodded frantically. The rest of the walk was silent. Later on, Ninety-Nine was placed into a small room of her own. When the door opened, a blue astartes told her to follow him. Two hours of traversing the Imperial Palace later she was led to Ecclesiarchal Palace. Ninety-Nine saw women in black armor and white hair lined up on each side toward the entrance. A dark skinned woman with curly white hair approached. “Follow me, Ninety-Nine.” Ninety-Nine was led through the narrow halls that smelled of sweet and ashy incense. “Sit there and wait.”The room inside was small and empty with no windows. Ninety-Nine sat at the metal table and waited. Few minutes later, a woman entered. Dressed in a black, skin tight suit with long flowing black hair. Ninety-Nine’s tail wagged as she saw this beautiful woman entered with the kindest of smiles. She sat on the chair across the table. “Hello Ninety-Nine.” The woman said. “I am Sister Catherine. You may refer to me as Sister Catherine or Sister.” “N—Nice you meet yuw, Sister Catherune.”“Catherine.” Ninety-Nine cocked her head. “It is pronounced, Cath-Er-Ine.” Her red lips formed the words. “Repeat after me. Cath-Er-Ine.”Ninety-Nine followed the lip movement. “Cath-Er-Ine.” Sister Catherine nodded in approval. “There you go.” She retrieved a small white ball with other colors splotched on from her pouch. “Take it. It’s candy. This is an ancient Terran candy known as a jawbreaker.”Ninety-Nine took the candy and immediately chewed on the brittle ball with a tasty crunch.“Why is it called jawbreaker?” Ninety-Nine said.“I… I wonder that myself.” Sister Catherine harrumphed. “Ninety-Nine, are there any subjects you are interested in learning?”>“I want to make more friends. Can I learn that?” >“I want to fight better, I want to learn to be more strong.” >Write-in
>>6150408>“I want to make more friends. Can I learn that?”
>>6150423Support
>>6150408>I want to learn how to make people like me
>>6150408>>“I want to make more friends. Can I learn that?”
Last day of my PTO, will update tomorrowQuestion: Do you see 99 converting to the Imperial Cult?
>>6150408>“I want to make more friends. Can I learn that?”>>6150881If left alone with someone from the Ecclesiarchy I can see 99 converting pretty easily.
>>6150881yes, but it'll need someone that treats her better than garbage
>>6150881She is a dumb impressionable youth with a need for belonging.Predatory cults are her natural predator.
>>6150881On one hand, she largely accepts whatever she's told by people who she's told to listen to (farm conspiracy notwithstanding). On the other, I think she would struggle to accept the Imperial Cult's view of the Emperor as a god since she has been specifically told by her handlers that the Emperor is not a god and has acted on her understanding of the Emperor against the Tyranids. To a lesser extent, she hasn't particularly embraced the Mechanicus' teachings, generally favoring her initial understanding of the Emperor and the Imperium.On the third, mutant hand, she has explicitly prayed to the Emperor before despite being told not to. How she reconciles all this is up in the air. My guess is that she'll form a concept of the Emperor as a unique godlike being that isn't actually a god (which wouldn't be that far from the truth).
>>6150423>>6150489>>6150510>>6150530>>6150568>>6150569Votes locked in
Sister Catherine went through two augmentation. One at twenty five as a Sister Superior, suffering a shot in the stomach. Another at age sixty three as a Canoness during an ork invasion where her insides were mangled by a ork choppa. Her body, warped and wounded, could no longer fight. So, she became a respected Sister of Orders Famulous, using her experience and reputation to carefully craft the next generation of leaders. “I…” Catherine watched the thing twiddle her thumbs. “I want to make more friends, can I learn that?” “Friends?”“Mmhm.” Ninety Nine nodded. One of her student of a special case, Alethia Altair Amadeus, The Undersecretary of The Administratum, contacted her for a once in a millenia opportunity: To indoctrinate a living weapon. The hood on Ninety-Nine hid most of her feature, but she saw the disgusting glimpse of her exoskeleton body, and her hideous face. The child was a mutant… no, that’d be an insult for an Emperor’s servant. She was an abhuman, weapon?“I can’t help you make friends, but I can give you the tools and lessons to do it.” Catherine retrieved a set of teaching tools and a chalkboard. She wrote various letters and went through the pronunciations with great patience. She held the urge to shoot Ninety Nine when she saw her fangs that killed an abominant and the claws that maimed heretical astartes. The only reason why she accepted this job was after reading Ninety Nine’s Vermillion Alpha records of her and her battles, each battle cry for the Emperor swelled her heart. “Good day.” Catherine said. “Good day.” Ninety Nine mimicked. “Excellent, don’t forget to keep your tone at the same level.” The lessons went on… In one lesson, she managed to fix most of her speech problems, most of it at least. At the end, Ninety Nine was picked up by an Ultramarine astartes. Ninety Nine waved as she left, despite her crude appearance, Ninety Nine was a fast learner. And…Faith Tree + [???] 3/3 [His Loyal Servant] Unlocked!Catherine could not help find the child admirable. Slaying tyranids and its dangerous variants to killing heretical astartes and the hereteks, all while being treated like a mutant but her love for The Emperor remained pure. Catherine wiped the corner of her eyes, was this not what all servant of The God-Emperor should be? “Emperor, protect her, she may not know it now but she carries a great burden. Ave dominus et proniteus Ninety Nine cal nominus lex. May The Emperor’s light shine your path, my child and may you realize his divinity through his light.”
[His Loyal Servant I]: Ninety Nine is now known in the sisterhood of the Adepta Sororitas, it may be one person but her fame may grow should she continue the correct path…“Stay here.”Ninety Nine waited inside a spacious room she saw a rack of various weapon types. >The weapon that required two hands appealed her more>The weapon that required one hand appealed her moreQM Note: His Loyal Servant can be changed to a different trait, so don’t go thinking it will disappear or something like that.
>>6151645>>The weapon that required two hands appealed her moreIts nice to see her finally getting some recognition from the bullshit she has to deal with.
>>6151645>>The weapon that required two hands appealed her more
>>6151645>The weapon that required two hands appealed her moreBig weapon for a big Str build.
>>6151645>The weapon that required two hands appealed her more
>>6151645>The weapon that required four hands appealed her moreSecond set of arms when
>>6151645>The weapon that required two hands appealed her moreBig Bonk it is!
>>6151645>>The weapon that required one hand appealed her more
>>6151644>The weapon that required two hands appealed her more
>>6151776>>6151756>>6151671>>6151669>>6151798>>6151812>>6151873>>6151875I expected anons to opt for one hand to dual wield, why two hands?
Health: 60Heartiness: 12Agility: 5/10, [+ 2]Intelligence: 7/10 [+3]Strength: 12/20 [+6]Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]Skills:Exoskeleton Armor,Natural Weapons,Hive-Mind Takeover (Lvl 2),Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I [0/3]Trait:His Loyal ServantPenance Token: 3
Ninety Nine waited inside a spacious room she saw a rack of various weapon types. The ground clacked with Ninety Nine’s claws, she looked up to see the ever stretching ceiling glimmering with gold. At the rack, Ninety Nine saw many types of wooden weapons. Her eyes however drifted to the larger weapons that required two hands. Greatswords, spears, staffs, battleaxes, Ninety Nine could not decide which to pick. “You’re here, good.”“Chaplain!”Chaplain Gabriel entered the room, clad in his usual chaplain power armor. He glanced up of the magnificent ceiling of the Imperial Palace. This was one of many training rooms reserved for important nobilities to train inside. Chaplain Gabriel gestured at the weapon rack.“Take the sword.”“Which one?” Ninety Nine said. “Whichever you find comfortable.” Gabriel said. Ninety Nine took the two handed sword. Gabriel took an astartes sized training great sword next to a rack of smaller weapons. “Imitate my stance.” Ninety Nine spread her feet to her shoulder length, she raised her sword and rested the blade on her shoulder.“Lesson one.” Chaplain Gabriel said. Chaplain Gabriel charged. >Ninety Nine charged head on Str roll>Ninety Nine tried to look for an opening while dodging>Ninety Nine threw her sword at Gabriel and charged>Write-in
>>6152063>I expected anons to opt for one hand to dual wield, why two hands?because it's cool>>6152111>Ninety Nine charged head on Str roll
>>6152111>>Ninety Nine charged head on Str roll
>>6152111>Ninety Nine tried to look for an opening while dodging>>6152115Indeed. It is cool.
>>6152111>Ninety Nine tried to look for an opening while dodgingI’d like to think she learnt something from past battles.
>>6152111>Ninety Nine charged head on Str rollSTR > DEX
>>6152115Well or tail also counts as a weapon, so technically we are dual wielding.>Ninety Nine charged head on Str roll
>>6152111>Ninety Nine charged head on Str roll
>>6152111>Ninety Nine charged head on Str rollGood ol' rock, nothing beats rock.
>>6152111>>Ninety Nine charged head on Str roll>>6152191Holy shit thats true
>>6152111> Ninety Nine charged head on Str roll
>>6152378>>6152364>>6152332>>6152325>>6152234>>6152191>>6152188>>6152116>>6152115Votes locked in Difficulty: 22Amount of rolls: 1Dice: d20Modifier: Strength (+6)Reason: Chaplain GabrielSuccess: Ninety Nine successfully blocks the attack and stands her ground and will impress Chappy GabbyFailure: Ninety Nine does not successfully blocks the attack Side note: Why the fuck does the chaplaincy use crozius when the executioner blade looks cooler? Pic related
Rolled 17 + 6 (1d20 + 6)>>6152600time to fail again!
>>6152601good one, anon
>>6152601Writing.
>>6152601Rats, I failed at failing.
>>6152601I need more failures like that in my life.
Ninety Nine charged head on, she dragged the sword on the ground with her hands and bellowed out a wordless war cry. Chaplain Gabriel shook his head, he took his stance and waited. Ninety Nine raised her arms overhead, but she saw the swift blade descending. Ninety Nine raised her own sword over and spread her feet apart. Gabriel’s heavier sword crashed.“Hnngh!”Yet, the force did not crumple Ninety Nine’s footing. She looked up at Gabriel and gave a toothy, smarmy grin, as if to say she’s no longer the hatchling she was. Of course, this pride lasted for three seconds, a swifter kick sent Ninety Nine skidding across the floor. “You have the strength, but not the wits.” Chaplain Gabriel said. “Fighitng is not just the opponent, but knowing your surroundings and never giving into your anger.” Ninety Nine hopped back up, the kick had smashed the winds out of Ninety Nine but her spirit remained stalwart. “But how do I do that?”“That,” Chaplain Gabriel held his sword that rested on his shoulder with a single hand. “Comes with experience. Again!”Success [1/2] >Ninety Nine tried to look for an opening while dodging Agility Reward: +1>Ninety Ninety crouched and stayed at Gabriel’s blindsides Sneak: +1
>>6152638>Ninety Nine tried to look for an opening while dodging Agility Reward: +1Also- if the floor is sand- we need to pocket sand this wonderful battle nun. Big E would approve
>>6152638>Ninety Nine tried to look for an opening while dodging Agility Reward: +1I'm not sure how sneaky 99 is going to be once she gets a lot bigger I think it's wise to invest elsewhere
>>6152638>Ninety Ninety crouched and stayed at Gabriel’s blindsides Sneak: +1>>6152645Time to study the ways of Creed then.
>>6152638>>Ninety Ninety crouched and stayed at Gabriel’s blindsides Sneak: +1If a Lictor can be stealthy, so can we!
>>6152638>>Ninety Ninety crouched and stayed at Gabriel’s blindsides Sneak: +1
>>6152638>Ninety Nine tried to look for an opening while dodging Agility Reward: +1C'mon guys, we're obviously going to be physically focused, let's just keep Intelligence as the non-physical stat we dip into.
>>6152638>Ninety Nine tried to look for an opening while dodging Agility Reward: +1
>>6152638>>Ninety Nine tried to look for an opening while dodging Agility Reward: +1
>>6152638> Ninety Nine tried to look for an opening while dodging Agility Reward: +1
>>6152914>>6152896>>6152861>>6152844>>6152843>>6152789>>6152785>>6152645>>6152643
Difficulty: 20Amount of rolls: 2Dice: d20Modifier: Agility (+2)Success: +1 Agility and unlocked Heavy Melee Weapons Proficiency IFailure: You got zilch, nada, none,
Rolled 15 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>6153068
Rolled 4 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>6153068
Rolled 5 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>6153068
Remember anons, you have 3 penance token available.
>>6153081Voting to use one of the tokens.
>>6153082>+1
>>6153068>>6153081I'll also put down a vote to use a penance token.The prize is worth it.
>>6153081Wait, wait, succeeding would mean burning all three to boost 17 to 20, right?If so, then I'll vote not to use them here.
Well as of this moment, I have three yes and one no. That and penance token are mean to be spent. So 99 has succeeded. Penance Token: 0
>>6153109I think you mean 2 penance tokens remain.
>>6153115Pretty sure he doesn't, dude.
>>6153115We rolled 17.Target number is 20.Each Penance Token applies +1 post-roll.We need +3 to hit the TN
>>6153117What's TN?
>>6153133Target Number.
>>6153134Ah gotcha
Health: 60Heartiness: 12Agility: 6/10, [+ 3]Intelligence: 7/10 [+3]Strength: 12/20 [+6]Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]Sneak: 5/10 [+ 2]Skills:Exoskeleton Armor,Natural Weapons,Hive-Mind Takeover (Lvl 2),Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I [0/3]Heavy Melee Weapons Proficiency I [0/3]Penance Token: 0Trait:His Loyal Servant>Ninety Nine is now known in the sisterhood of the Adepta Sororitas, it may be one person but her fame may grow should she continue the correct path…Hive-Mind Takeover (Lvl 2)>Ninety-Nine is able to give simple orders to larger creatures such as attack, defend, or protect>Ninety-Nine is able to possess a small tyranid unit for a limited amount of time and distanceHeavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I [0/3]>Whenever Ninety-Nine uses a heavy ranged weapon, she is able to add one (subject to be changed) for a roll that has the option to use her weapons along with the modifier of Strength and other modifiers involved.Heavy Melee Weapon Proficiency I [0/3]>Whenever Ninety-Nine uses a heavy melee weapon, she is able to add one (subject to be changed) for a roll that has the option to use her weapons along with the modifier of Strength and other modifiers involved.
Whenever Ninety-Nine uses a heavy melee weapon, she is able to add one (subject to be changed) for a roll that has the option to use her weapons along with the modifier of Strength and other modifiers involved.Heavy melee weapon are weapons that require two hands to use. Ninety Nine at the moment cannot use both unless she gets four arms. Ninety Nine lowered her stance. If brute strength would not work, then her agility might be. The executioner's word whipped around weightlessly, bare being caught by Ninety Nine’s eyes. Up, down, across, right… her mind and eyes worked together to survive a second longer. Ninety Nine hopped back, making a distance, as if to reset.She charged again.The sword moved faster than before, and Ninety Nine repsoneded in kind. This time, having tasted the sword’s movement, made the evasion more comfortable than before. She weaved through the attacks then made an attempt to strike. In return, a spare fist smacked her face.“Mmpgh!”Ninety Nine once again slid across the floor. Gabriel rested his sword on his shoulder.“Come.”Ninety Nine walked back with her sword dragging across the floor.“Do you know why you have failed?”She shook her head.“When you fight, you must never lose your sight. You must observe your opponent’s body, not just their weapon. You must detect their next movement before they make it.” “How do I do that?”Suddenly, a bright golden light filled the room. Ninety Nine shielded her eyes.“This… this is the Imperial Palace.” A woman’s voice said. “Chaplain Gabriel? It has certainly been a long time.”The Chaplain lowered his head briefly. “It has been… Sister Celestine.” [END OF THREAD 2]
>>6153155Thanks for running!
>>6153170my pleasure anon
>>6153155Time to make a new friend. And with a living Saint this time!
>>6153155>“It has been… Sister Celestine.”what a nice hook. Thanks for running, OP.
>>6153241>>6153193Glad you guys liked the hookAlso here's the discord for instant updates.https://discord.gg/5jSatPkw
It feels like good luck to post a meme picture for rolls like that. Glad it worked. It was even kind of relevant!
>>6153155The Princess, Cora, is about 5,6. Tall for her people regardless, let alone for a women, as the previous years of hardship had rendered most to grow up to be between 5,3 and 5,5.Her skin is olive colored when not tanned- tho her face is lacking in scars, her hands bares marks from both the fight to escape the fall of her home and the weeks in the wilderness.Before she was shaven she had short loosely curly black hair, typically she worn it long but during the fight for her city she cut it short after a small band of warriors managed to get in and into the palace.Currently she is tanned form both the wilderness and form helping in the fields, her hair growing back but not long enough for much, is physically fit both from her father not wanting any of he’s children defenseless should the worse come to pass. The latter also saw her trained in the blade, trained in tactics and war, and other fields normally reserved for men in her world.
>>6153720Wopse- wrong board.
