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>>97538943

>the only losses from our side was the titan
>a great loss sure... but not catastrophic
>aside from that, the only losses where some slums and the Lord Governantor's Cactus garden
>alot of debate on if it was a nuke or not
>some are saying it was nuke from the Admech
>some are saying the Titan's reactor went critical and detonated
>hell, I even some ratling is going around taking bets
>I decide to put down 30 Thrones on the reactor going boom
>end up falling asleep after that on a bench
>get woken up like 4 hours later by one of the orderlies
>the Chiurgeon is ready to see me
>look over to Tiny Tam
>she is still a sleep
>decide not to leave her there
>carry her with me to the Chiurgeon
>end up getting a surprising amount of work done on me
>subdermal casts for my broken ribs
>over dozen stitches, half of them on my head
>pain killers
>anti-biotics
>and... anti-rad pills?
>look at the Chiurgeon questioningly
>turns out it was a rather small nuke and an entire district has been turned into an exclusion zone
>well frack... there goes my 30 Thrones
>has only been a day and I have already wasted half months pay on wagers
>after that Tam finally wakes up and I take her to get some breakfast
>have her sit at a table while i get food from the officer's mess
>technically not supposed to give lower enlisted such food, but Tam needs it after yesterday's ordeal
>bring back enough Grox-tail stew, Ploin pudding, and fresh water for us both
>im only halfway done eating when my data slate chimes...

>Be me Captain John Willard
>Former 33rd Athonian Tunnel Rats and former MACI-SOG operative
>Been trying to come up with the next stage of the operations
>Currently forces consist of the Fort Diaoyu guard, the elite Heishou pack of the Wu branch and some manufactorum 13 workers with 4 flamer sentinels amongst them
>The Heishou look at the Diaoyu with suspicion, cant blame them me and the beastwoman do as well
>Titan went critical outside spire Bei'jing (confusing seeing as we also have a whole Hive city where the nobility resides called Bei'jing)
>Can't tell exactly what caused it, too many conflicting stories
>What we do know is that the Sweeper hordes have been wiped out in this sector
>Haven't had reports of other sweeper uprisings
>We do have a couple marines here and some felinids amongst our group now
>Only question is what next?
>I do know the Abhumans are on Tank retrieval and I wanted to reclaim the air base
>But I'm at a loss for what needs to happen next

>Be Wu Baoyu, driver of Tiankui
>Been meditating deep in thought within the forts Jade Emperor Shrine
>Practically away from everyone
>Pondering about what Chyna Secondus truly needs
>Wandering the depths of my mind guided by Saint Jia Xichun and The Jade Emperor
>But what's the answer?
>I do not know
>Only that a new High Hierarch is needed
>In my meditations Saint Jia Xichun has told me of how she laments how her homeland is in decline
>Ever since her descendant Kong Qia the former High Hierarch left the world on his own pilgrimage to find himself and the wisdom of The Jade Emperor
>I shall continue to ponder
>All roads shall be explored

>Be Major Shi Mei of the Heishou Wu pack
>So far since the clearing of the Sweepers and the explosion we've been keeping the peace
>Shown restraint around the abhumans and the Diaoyu
>Though I have been getting my men to investigate them
>Currently planning with the Athonian Willard about our next course of action
>Preferably I just want to kill cultists

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>>97538943
>be me
>Tiny Tam
>whiteshield of the Felinid Winter Guard formerly of Nordica II
>this mission..
>i mean what do i even say about this mission?
>between the bombing of half of the winter guard in the hab block
>getting kidnapped by slaanesh worshiping beastmen
>having a breakdown in their jail cell
>staring into a chaos tainted mirror relic
>getting caught in the warp and apparently inadvertently using my stupid psy powers releasing a daemon infection into the "sweeper" model servitors through the entire planet
>a mournful restless drive towards the base thinking about what i talked with Lt Tom about what i know about my family
>was my dad really my dad?
>what do i really know about my parents other than that he told me that she joined a Felinid mercenary group
>was my strange power and hearing voices part of her decision to leave?
>im so stuck in my own head i "almost" dont notice when we get nuked
>its like the sun was born in Hive Kong for a few minutes as the titan the metal men used was struck from orbit
>strange blue lights tear across it like a cut electrical cord
>next thing that happens is that "whatever" happened it left the titan without a head and the bomb struck its core sending snow falling through the sky
am i back on Nordica II?
>at some point sleep takes me but it doesnt make me feel any better
>i wake up in some sort of medical tent
>i dont have much experience with medics since our only medical team in the winter guard is nurse Felis and she just prescribes "felinid nip"
>Lt Tom spends a few hours getting medical care as i kick my feet and wait
>its been a long campaign
>as we get some actual food im surprised i get more than a starch bar and the usual tin cup
>guess the Lt feels bad for me
>i hope Lil Tom is doing okay
>as Lt Tom gets up and moves to check his data slate i look around
>i really wish i knew what to say seeing all this
....
>"fuck..."

good to be back, lads lets hope it goes as well as last time

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>>97539336
>>97538943
>>97539254
>Be Axum'Kaleb
>3rd Company captain of the Covenant of Fire
>i was part of Cawls experimental batch when creating the primaris marines
>taken from a Sanctuary City on Nocturne
>selected from my brothers
>sealed away to be tested and subjected to horrors and pain beyond the duties the emperor envisioned for us
>yet unlike many of my brothers of the first batch of Primaris Marines i hold no ill will towards the mechanicus
>we were made to fight for humanity
>regardless of now or in the time of horus's betrayal
>that said
>WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE LOST PRIMARCHS IS WRONG WITH THE MECHANICUS IN THIS SECTOR
>THE SERVITORS WHO ATTACK THE IMPERIAL CITIZENS AT NIGHT
>THE TITAN IN THE CIVILIAN SECTOR OF A HIVE WORLD
>NUKING AN ACTIVE COMBAT ZONE WITHOUT WARNING
>THE BOMBING OF MY TROOPS WHEN WE FIRST MADE LANDING TO AID THE GUARDSMEN
>i finally understand the cold fury of brother Ta'shawn
>i help the guardsmen of Heishou unload and pass out the gasmasks and rad scrubber masks
>and pointedly ignore the biological heresy i saw as we were arriving

>be Apothicary Aftse
>after the disaster of the titan being struck the airflow was in such chaos that we were able to lose the hellblades
>it gave us enough time to set the Thunderhawk gunship down in Fortress Wanli
>however reports are that they are circling again
>it means we would be easy targets if we attempted to retreat to hive Bei'Jing to aid the planetary hirarchs and brother Ta'Shawn
>while the squad i brought with me do what they can to aid the imperial defenders and i put my services to work with the Chiurgeon
>lord Axum'kaleb parts with his felinid companion as we prepare for what comes next
>reports are that the orcs are attempting to find a new warboss, the tainted servitors are beaten back, and that reports are that several mag trains of aid are being sent from Hive Nan’jing
>i relay all this to Commander Axum'Kaleb to process as i finish offering aid to the wounded

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>Be Felinid Lt. Tom
>be at Fort Wanli eating breakfast with Tiny Tam when I get a notification on my data slate
++Lt. Tom//Felinid Winter Guard//: Report to Strategium 4B at 0600Z local time++
>check my wrist-chrono
>that is an hour from now
>wonder what command needs?
>could be anything from a debriefing to new orders
>finish up breakfast
>use what time I have left to get cleaned up and get a fresh uniform from the regimental supply cash
>also make sure to refill my flask with my hidden amasec supply
>make my way to Strategium 4B
>its one of the smaller of such rooms at Fort Wanli
>could barely park a Leman Russ tank in it
>there are only three others there
>one is an Imperial Guard Colonel, a Steel Legionnaire by the looks of the uniform
>the others are Sergeants from the Local PDF
>I salute the Imperial Guard Colonel
>the Colonel does not waste any time with introductions and just starts a mission briefing
>The planet's Deep Void Auspex Array has gone dark a few hours ago
>command assumes they have gone dark due to the recent "Sweeper" horde
>they want me to take some Felinids and a couple squads of PDF troopers to bring it back online
>they want the mission done quick too
>without the Auspex Array we will have no idea if we have anymore threats entering the system
>the Colonel dismisses us to get ready for the mission
>I head to barracks to grab a spare squad of Felinid Winter Guard
>we go to the armory and get kitted up
>given what happened last mission, I tell them all to bring extra ammo
>I get a new power-sword given that mine is currently bent at an awkward angle
>swap out my Hot-shot las pistol for a Hot-Shot Las Rifle, the kind that is tethered to a power pack
>also get another Assault Shotgun, and two bandoliers of ammo for it
>Im expecting a fight
>also get Tiny Tam a new Vox Caster

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>>97539254
>>97539336
>>97538943
>be Bibly Bagend
>Ratling sniper, black marketer, and general second in command of the Forsaken
>and i am in a very very very
>good mood
>now normally having a good mood in the guard is grounds for suspicion of heresy, treason, desertion, or something else for the commissar to come along and ruin
>but i am now several hundred thrones richer
whistleamerrytune.vox
>turns out these "fancy pants" Heishou Wu dont know a nuke from a lasgun pointer and i sweeped them clean on wagers on what the tech humpers did
>also the Diaoyu
>and a random Felinid (is he part of our regiment or those new lads they shoved all our old friends into to get them off planet when they leave)
>if i can get a few hundred more i might have enough to bribe a few palms and see a certain rumored "mercenary group" and ask how they pulled it off(escape plan 44 now in the works)
>as i make my way through the fort i spot our "fearless leader" doing what she does best
>being miserable and a hard ass
>sigh
>we're going after that frakkign tank depot arnt we.
>be Packmaster "Meat Shield"
>leader of the Chyna Secundus penal abhuman auxillary
>or you could just call it the "Emperor's Forsaken"
>anytime anyone anywhere wants an abhuman out of their hair they call our "commissar"
>the most racist, purist, dickless, bastard to ever be given the red sash
>i think back to when i first got "sentenced"
>i was living as a grox shepard for water tokens near the rad sea
>of course the grox were sickly creatures living on radioactive water and breathing shitty Chyna standard air but still the PDF took every chance to remind me that my "fuck ups" were costing them grox meat and leather their commanders took from their pocket

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>>97539519
>i had run afoul of the local PDF patrol one too many times and i was taken out behind the dumpster while they "marked me" so they didn't lose track between all the other "mutant scum" vs their Grox shepard
>or "grox cum dump"
>rub my cheek with a wince at that memory
>one of them must have gotten ideas because as they were trying to see how much of me was "beast" i kicked him in the nuts with the full force of a hoof
>next thing i know im bleeding and in front of the bastard who is itching to use me for target practice
>thats when Yi and Zheng stepped in and said they could use me as a "meat shield"
>hence the name
>shit i couldn't have been older than that felinid who arrived with the space marine
>things were fine until the rebellions
>Yi and Zheng were good commanders
>they kept the forsaken in line yet never blinked twice at sending them to die like most guard commanders
>yet all i see when i look around are names and dreams
>from Riena the longshanks who has a crush on the vox nightstrider Luna
>to Mug and Bug the twin ogryn who were sentenced for beating back a conscription raid on a bar they were at allowing those inside to escape into the hive rather than join the pdf
>why do i still care after seeing so many come and go in the jade emperor's service
>then as i look over the waste cloud and falling snow i think to Wu the sentinel driver
>why am i thinking of him
>hes a hiver sure but he's human more or less
>im a beastman the barely tolerated result of radiation abhuman genes and poor pollution control
>and more importantly i have a mission to complete
>somewhere around here is a warehouse full of leman russ tanks
>enough to change the tide of this war for whoever finds it
>supposedly
>looking out over the toxic snow of radiation falling over the planet its hard to imagine anyone is gaining the upper hand
>i really hope our commissar was caught in that blast
>i know he wasn't given he stays in hive Beijing
>but a girl can dream right?

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>be Biophagus He Jianku
>of the Taiping Star God’s Kingdom
>i barely managed to escape from the Felinids
>i had to leave Dentus behind to keep them entertained
>but more importantly are two things
>first is the "ascension" of Magus Hong Xiuq
>its taken quite awhile to gather the parts through other off world genestealer cultists but
>the "true assention" of a magus from mere slave of the hive mind to a patriarch itself?
>if i succeed it will be my second finest work
>behind the second and truely most important thing
>my "gift" to the galaxy
>it captivated my mind from the moment i read the reports
>that something so "abominably perfect" could exist
>even for someone as skilled in cloning as me, i find myself drawn to the tyranids even before "joining" the Taiping rebellion
>ever seeking perfection yet boring in their repeated cookie cutter assembly
>until secret reports spoke of "it"
>it took entire hive cities worth of funds, nobles draining their entire lines of wealth, straining my relationship with that mercury addled fool
>but i have one
>it took much work to steal it from the ordo xenos but its mine
>and soon it will be perfect
>should i survive that long
>reports are varying from the surface but soon the trains loaded with my "improved" Genestealer Hybrids will be arriving at Hive Bei'jing
>meanwhile i use the tunnels to appear at one of the Bei'jing spires
>how like the fools that make up the hierarchs to name the finest spires in each other hive city after their stupid capital
>i believe this is the one in hive kong
>i can hear sounds of conflict behind me
>i must retreat faster

>>97539254
>>97539488
>Be Captain Willard
>As I smoke I spot the felinids coming out of Strategium 4B
>Seems like someone's got themselves a mission
>Good, its good to have purpose
>Hes taking a few of the Diaoyu with him
>Before he leaves I go up to him and mutter into his ear
"Keep an eye on the PDF from Fort Diaoyu. They are a bit suspicious"
>I then head over to Shi Mei
"We'll check the airbase see if its fully secured after that we'll vox in to see if anyone requires reinforcements"

>Be Shi Mei
>Willards plan seems alright to me
>We've got enough transports here for any of his workers to use plus for our use as well
>We have to be sparring with our use of the boluses as to not run out of them
>So no travelling around as horses unless mounting a charge
"A good plan Captain, from here on you obey me however seeing as I outrank you command wise"
>He grunts slightly and I smile
"Heishou get loaded up"

>>97539540
>Be Wu, driver of Tiankui
>As I continue my meditation I feel a pang in my heart
>It yearns for the beastwoman
>I feel compassionate towards her
>Even if others would condemn me for the relationship
>At least Saint Jia Xichun doesn't condemn me, only smile
>I awake from my meditation as a result of Lei Heng
"Heishou Major wants us up and going, sorry for the interruption"
"No no Lei its alright, I think I know what I must do"
"Well whatever it is hope it dont distract you from our job"
>Lei Heng smirks and I smile back as I head out to reunite with Yan Qing and Huyan Zhou
>I see the beastwoman looking over to watch the snow fall
>Shes beautiful even despite her scars
>Its a reminder of how cruel life can be
>But when I become Hierarch
>That will change

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>be me
>Angry Marine Incursor Sneakycunt
>most of the stupid faggots in the Angry Marines outright refused primaris reinforcement
>shit if it wasn't for Brother Chaplain Fuckew Blowitoutyerass breaking his powerboots trying to kick the custodian's balls i doubt they have taken the few that nerdy retarded techhumper cawl made
>including me
>not that i give a shit
>im an odd man out anyways for not only being primaris but also for chosing the art of stealth
>first off, bigger is better ask your mom when im done pounding her ass to the back of her throat
>second if stealth is the last thing the xenos, chaos faggots, and other shit we need to stomp into paste is expecting fighting the angry marines then guess whose racking up more kills than the rest of you retards
>thats right me!
>also its funny as fuck to make them piss their pants when you reduce a patrol to one scared xeno debating putting their own weapon in their mouth than face whatever is picking off their friends one by one
>as i continue to sneak through this shitty ghetto of a planet hunting orks
>because the jump captain and his band of flying boyfriends decided to face fuck a titan and last i heard went to make out with the ork driving it
>im left here with the rest of the angry marines on the ground who are now without command
>not that we need much command
ripandtear.firstcommandment
>but still some direction would be nice so we stop getting bitched at by Chapter Master Temperus Maximus about the inquisition fisting his ass about threats involving "traitorus" branding or some gay inquisition shit
>i continue to sneak through the battlefield of hive city Tiping or whatever stupid moon runes these retards use
>reports are that there is a large group of orks at the edge of the water treatment plant making "something"
>apparently they beat back a bunch of fish faggot abhumans as well
>sounds like a good chance for recon
>and by recon
>i mean increasing my kill count by 4 digits by myself

>Be me Magos Biologis Xu-225-Fu
>Current head of Manufactorum 1 in Hive Bei'jing which produces the Heishou packs boluses
>Eyeing for position of Hierarch of Technology seeing as Pindoudou is incompetent and a suck up to High Hierarch Xi Jingping
>What a snake of a man Xi is
>Not as good as Kong Qia
>But such thoughts out loud are dangerous even to me
>I am very critical of the loss of a titan at Hive Kong
>Were it up to me this whole cult situation would have been nipped in the bud by utilising both Sweepers and Heishou packs to eliminate the cults
>Unfortunately the Măo (hare) branch disappeared along with Kong Qiu
>The Sì (serpeant) are in the grasp of Xi Jingping
>And the others are on standby defending the noble families
>I'm at least thankful we have the Wŭ (horse) deployed out and I have the Chŏu (oxen) deployed to keep me safe
>All I have to do is keep the Manufactorums safe which is relatively easy to do when the Chŏu are around
>I have some skitarii elements and some regular combat servitors
>As well as the workers
>Hopefully we in Hive Bei'jing don't have to deal with anything too bad


>Be High Hierarch Xi Jingping
>Overlooking the chaos from my tower
>Angry at how Hive Kong wasn't wiped off the face of the map
>What a disgusting province and no less shares a name with the despicable Kong Qiu
>The young lord was never ready so when he left all I had to do was get myself up here
>Killing those who oppose me
>But now here we are
>Its annoying how the Chaos Cults and Genestealer cults didn't wipe each other out
>Nor did the Sweepers eliminate those pesky cults
>But I have to keep calm for now ever since that damn techmarine barged in
>Thankfully for me I have a solution to everything on this rock if it gets to it
>If things look too bad for me that is

>>97539652
>>97539488
>>97539519
>be Packmaster "Meat Shield"
>it appears the "Heishou" and Willard are taking both the flamer Sentinels out to try and retake the airbase
>i offer a salute to Willard, i doubt we make it far without his help all things considered
>best of luck to them (except the Heishou)
>we have our own mission which speaking of which
>i notice a felinid, some steel leigon, and some of the guard from Diaoyu gearing up to head out
>safety in numbers and all that
>i walk up and salute
>its just like with the commissar except i dont get spit on
>"weddd like to offer our aid, sarrrr"
>frakking beastman accent
>i bite down the embarrassment as more bodies to throw at a problem is the guard solution to everything so im clearly accepted
>i try not to look back as our group splits up
>its better this way
>i have a duty to the Emperor's Forsaken
>and to the Jade Emperor himself
>we'll find that tank depot and get this mission over with
>because thats our lot in life as abhumans, mutants, and scum in his service
>fucking hate living on Chyna Secundus, sometimes

>>97539652
>>97539336


>Be Felinid Lt. Tom
>be getting ready for my mission to investigate the Auspex Array going silent
>this operation is starting to feel... spooky
>what that random guardsman said to me when I left the Strategium did not help either
>make a mental note to ask the PDF trooper's which garrison they are from before leaving
>after getting geared up in the Armory I send my squad to the Valkyries
>while me and Tam make a detour to the infirmary to check on my nephew
>find him under the care of nurse Felis
>his leg is badly broken, and he will be unable to participate in the rest of the campaign
>decide to let Tam and my nephew catch up while I have a talk with nurse Felis... in private
>I ask her to run a DNA test on both me and Tam
>she raises and eyebrow
>tell her I have my suspicions and to keep this on the down low
>and to tell Tam that's it's just to make sure she didn't catch anything in the under-hive
>she swabs my mouth and goes to do the same with Tam
>once she is done, I ask her to send the results to my data slate only
>after Tam and my nephew say their good byes we make for the Valkyries
>My squad and the two PDF squads are waiting there
>the PDF are wearing the standard Chyna Secundus PDF uniforms
>Mustard Green uniforms, canvas chest rigs, plasteel helmets, boots with putties, and autoguns.
>take a moment to ask the two PDF sergeants which garrison they are from
>both claim to be from here, Fort Wanli
>with that I stop wasting time and order everyone to board the dropships
>after takeoff, the Valkyries turn eastward
>looking at the hololithic map, it seems the Auspex Array is due east of the Space Port district, due south of Fort Diaoyu

having trouble finding male Felinid art, should I just make an avatar for Lt. Tom in Hero Forge?

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>>97539652
>>97539821
>Be Captain Willard
>As I'm loading up the Beastwoman gives me a salute
>I salute back in solidarity
>I hope we see each other again
>Preferably not in death
>I get into one of the Chimeras with some manufactorum 13 workers and we head out
>Wu and his three buddies following after us
>I stare blankly at the floor as the workers talk amongst themselves
>Some of these people are probably my neighbours
>Yet even then I'm still different to them
>several worlds and experiences apart, yet sharing the same goal
>Its comforting in a way
>I think of Claire, Charlie and Rebecca
>I hope they are surviving without me with them
>I miss them, but I know once I'm back with them all I'll think about is getting back out into a war zone
>I hate that about myself
>Shit

>Be Wu Baoyu
>As we ride out I catch one last glance to the Beastwoman
>I stop briefly and poke out from my sentinels roller cage
"Stay safe! I'll have you in my heart!"
>I give her a cheeky wink and then get back into my seat and join up with the convoy down to the air base
>Lei Heng laughing slightly over our sentinels vox with one another
>Yan Qing thinks its heart warming
>Huyan Zhou just stays quiet
>I mean every word of what I said
>It'll help guide my flow of who I want to be
>Saint Jia Xichun and The Jade Emperor smile on me

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>>97539796
>>97538943
>be Zheng Sow
>you know that feeling when something goes your way and it just makes everything feel right with the world?
>i just had the exact opposite of whatever that feeling is
>Yi is gone
>not dead because then i could bring her back but
>gone somewhere
>the fucking head of the titan she was in is missing
>and i can't feel her presence on Chyna Secundus anymore
bythedarkprincesnippleringswhatishappening.warp
>i take a few breaths and reload the heavy bolter i was "gifted" for helping take fort virgin during the siege of the outer walls Fortifications of Xia'an
>between this and the inner temple cities its become a slog of a siege
>even with the new daemonic allies and the full strength of the twin bulls cult now pushing on them the followers of the jade emperor are zealotry personified
>rumors are that the white snakes of the Heishou Si are being released out into the population
>unlike most of the Heishou the snakes are assassins first and foremost, able to hide their fangs when using their boluses until they get in close
>the venom is enough to kill most instantly and rumors are they lace it with some odd mixture that makes it melt the warp bindings of daemons as well
>i mean i sold enough psykers to the nobles when Yi and I ran the Emperor's forsaken to believe it
>but it makes it all more complicated
>10 groups of the Heishou are tasked with the protection of the Hierarchs
>nobody knows where the Măo went
>and the 12th?
>well there are rumors about one of the cults on the planet being led by a "black dragon"
>finish reloading and prop myself up on as i look over the chaos unfolding
>i hope Yi is safe
>or at least dead close enough for the respawn timer to kick off
>dying permanently would suck

i feel somewhat late to the party but it could be worse i guess
>>97539875
ive seriously considered it given i have the inverse problem finding art for female slaangors. hero forge lets you reposition models so thats a plus

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>>97539875
>>97539336
>be Tiny Tam
>i guess im the new "jeff"
>its an oversized old model Vox that appears to be a local make
>i hope what Lord Commissar Kate told me stays true despite the model change as i work to keep it upright
>i got to say bye to Lil Tom
>i hold his hand as he apologizes for not staying with me
>i tell him its okay
>he asks me if the voice protected me like last candlemass
>i lie
>i dont know why but i do because i dont want him to worry
>it makes my chest ache thinking about it
>we talk a little longer before Nurse Felis makes me stick my mouth open and swab my tongue
ick
>Lt Tom says its so they make sure i didnt catch anything in the under-hive
>oh god emperor's fluffy tail is this how they check for chaos taint?
>i shake in my boots as we meet up with the new squad
>most appear to be from the Chyna reserves that Kate was "gifted" when we made planet fall
>they are pale, patchy, honestly some look in worse shape than me
>as the Valkyires take off i can see the space marines get into their gunship
>apparently they want to escort us so no more of the enemy ships shoot us down
>it reminds me of the angel somewhat
>my heart hurts again
>also these "wanli" guard smell funny
>not like drunk felinids when they get sick or nurse Felis when she starts passing her "nip" around her "assistants" funny
>but the kind of funny that makes my head hurt
>oh god emperor please dont let me throw up again, that meal in the mess hall was the first solid food ive had in months

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>>97539796
>Be Magos Biologis Xu-225-Fu
>The Manufactorum is at least still churning out boluses as necessary
>Manufactorums 2 and 3 are still on schedule for the kit used by Heishou pack soldiers
>Only difficult bolus we ever make here is the bolus for the secretive 12th Heishou pack
>That pack is the Chén branch or Dragon to non Chynese speakers
>Chén is only really difficult as very few are capable of ingesting the bolus
>Currently only three Chén members were ever successful
>Two of which are protecting the Jia family, descendants of Saint Jia Xichun
>The 3rd?
>We are still looking for that one, though rumours underground speak of somone called The Black Dragon
>Which is annoying when record keeping as we have to make notes that the individual isn't a member of the Black Dragons Astartes chapter
>Clogs up the databases you know?
>I do enjoy working on the boluses, just wish it was under a better High Hierarch
>Maybe if Kong Qiu ever returns or if someone rises up and overthrows Xi Jingping
>That'd be neat, for now the Manufactorum continues to churn
>Spare boluses in order to preserve them are sent to cold storage which is also within the Manufactorum
>All neatly organised and colour coded as well
>It pleases the brain when it sees the colours all neatly organised and labelled
>Its one of the joys of being part of the Biologis
>You still get to retain some of your flesh bits
>For me, I still have my brain and right hand unaugmented
>So I can keep feeling the human sensations
>I enjoy when my fellows deepen their connection to the Machine God but for me
>Flesh has its own strengths
>Our boluses are a testament to this in a way

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>>97540182
>>97539913
>be Steve the Enginseer
>sometimes you have to take a step back and look at what life choices you made
>i lost the servoskull of my former manufactroum magos superior Feng during the race to Fort Wanli
>just as well, that would have raised several questions i didnt want to answer
>speaking of questions that nobody wants answered how in the omniessiah has the ordo Juris not torn this place a new usb port?
>i mean i knew Chyna got leeway due to their status as a manufactorum world, with added benefit from their heavy trade of cloned flesh for servitors, skitarii, and other uses but...
>i mean i went through my data banks like 8 times
>those guardsmen had the body of a horse and then transformed back
>there were rumors that the magos biologis of this planet had some "experiments" but...
>but.....
>i struggle to find the words
>thankfully binary does the work for me
01010111 01001000 01000001 01010100 00100000 01010100 01001000 01000101 00100000 01000110 01010101 01000011 01001011
>it appears our merry party is splitting up
>just as well, i worked hard to avoid running into Bibly to discuss the "debt" she is owed for that "not opening the doors" at manufactorum 13
>so here i am heading into the Aeronautical air base that is now suspiciously quiet
>i hate quiet
>there are two options that result from the quiet
>one, the sweepers are hiding waiting to ambush us which is bad
>two, something killed several thousand Daemonic sweepers
>which is worse

>>97539913
>>97540387
>Be Wu Baoyu, driver of Tiankui
>As we continue our advance the streets are dead quiet
>Then we get to it
>The streets are littered with wrecked mangled Sweepers
>Some still twitch and jitter on the ground
>Just to be safe we take initiative and incinerate them
>Hell they were probably going to be swept up by new Sweepers once the campaign was over
>I see one staggering around
"W...why am I... cold?"
>It then collapses to the ground a jolt of energy escaping from it
>Like an exposed wire can sometimes do
>Remember the detonation that occurred
>As Sweepers no matter how messed up these were still had electronic components
>The fallout from the detonation must be messing with them
>Might have to ask the Enginseer about that

>Be Captain Willard
>I occasionally take what peek I can out of a firing deck
>See the staggering Sweeper and hear its final words before it dies
>Would have expected binary or some demonic screeching seeing
>But no, it was a human saying
>Right before it died
>Guess whatever warp energy and electricity was inside of it just burnt out
>Leaving only a small bit of humanity to be extinguished
>The Sentinels start clearing the heavier blocks
>Their enhanced flamer fuel melting away the bodies allowing us to pass through
>I have a memory of something like this
>Going up the river to kill a rogue guard commander
>He was doing too well and MACI-SOG requested his termination
>It had to be deniable
>I went up the river on the world and with a Kroot hunting rifle I took that man's life
>It was quiet then like it is now
>Just horror on the streets
>Dead once humans mutated by the warp and brutalised by industry
>Its a mess but one cleansed in fire
>We're coming up to the base
>Hopefully its not completely destroyed and we can get the air boys back up and flying again

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>>97540491
>>97540387
>be Ork flyboy Airwrekka
>part of da Kaptin Krunch fleeta shootaz
>me an me boyz was having fun krumping gits round da stompa when the 'ead went missing
>now we aint gotz a kaptain
>and da air krumpted our bombaz n flyaz whend da mekkyboyz bombed dere own stompa
>now we aint got eitha
>lucky we found dis empty air field full of metal meat gits, dead humiez, and humie flyaz
>order da grotz ta get ta ripping n rebuildin
>sometin bad went down 'ere and i wantz back in da air
>dere is gonna be a fight for da Kaptain's hat an i want in
>i can feel eyez on me neck

>Be Squadron Leader Wong
>Still picking glass shards out of my boots after the blast with an ice pack to the head
>Being thrown into a wall by a nuclear blastwave hurts
>Fortunately, the Sweeper horde hasn't come back and the aircraft are mostly undamaged
>Some of the airframes have some dents and cracked canopies but nothing severe
>The same can't be said for the infrastructure though
>All the windows on the base are blown out, some of the computer systems are fried, hangars are damaged and there's debris and Sweeper corpses strewn everywhere
>Large plumes of black smoke rise from at least three major fires out across the base
>There's no power and one of the smoke plumes looks to be coming from where the backup generators are
>Personnel and soldiers scurry around, running back and forth trying to clean up and secure
>To make it worse, the rad detector is popping off
>Not to a crazy level, but there's obviously some fallout coming down
>I think I'll stay here in the cockpit
>I didn't manage to get my recaff or food though
>There's also no way we're going to get rearmed or refulled in this state
>Seems we might be stuck here for a while until relieved.
>Another explosion rattles the aircraft while a smoke plume is replaced by a fireball
>Guess one of the fires reached one of the big promethium tanks they have out there
>Tune in to the radio tacnet
>There's a lot of yelling and chaos as everyone tries to screw their heads back on
>Yeah, we're not going anywhere any time soon
>Now where did I put my spare bedroll?
>I'm going to have a nap, the bomb bay will do
>Wake me up if anything happens

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>>97540713
>>97540681
>>97540491
>>97540387
>be Biophagus He Jianku
>as i sneak through the backrooms and rockcrete hab blocks of Spire Bei'Jing i vaguely remember several of my "experiments" being requested by Magus Hong Xiuq to reclaim air superiority during the chaos of the Sweeper uprising
>damn these felinids, i wanted to make sure i hacked into the pictofeeds to study how effective that project was
>its not my usual Hybrids but something a little more
>unique
>it took me awhile to find the reports for a perfect stealth unit
>thankfully Gorgonum has a few tech priests that shared their reports for a few custom servitors back when i was still in the good graces of the Hierarchs
>which is fortunate since so many unique bioforms would have been lost had Forsaken Doom simply been destroyed by the Blood Angels without any of them being studied
>now they're only rough estimates of what was spoken of
>but my Reaperfex genestealers will not disappoint
>at least i assume
>i have my own problems

>Be Techmarine Ta'Shawn
>of the covenant of fire
>a successor of the Salamanders
>a chapter our primarch prided himself on protecting the best of humanity and solving problems without unnecessary death or conflict
>i myself take great honor in forging and maintaining most of the arms and honor for the high ranking captains, chaplain, and commander Axum'Kaleb themselves when they were otherwise in disposed and their efforts must have been directed elsewhere or the machine spirits needed a familiar hand
>indeed our genestock is of a calm collected nature
>so why am i ready to shoot everyone in this room and follow the path of the Astral Claws
>hours
>literally hours i have spent listening to arguments among the hierarchs
>perfectly valid strategies turned down for arguements of power plays, overstepping boundries, declarations of old agreements once written on paper now turned to ashen dust from age
>it is everything wrong with the choked bloat of the imperium dialed to the highest
>if i were an ultramarine id have had a brain hemorrhage
>do not get me started on the nuking of the rouge titan
>i have 18 different reports ranging from the orks taking control of an ark mechanicum, to an angry marine capturing the ork warboss, the entire city being leveled, arguments of which hive city it was that was bombed
>i pulled my bolter when Hierarch of technology Magos Pindoudou requested troopers to recapture the titan to make it a holy site before Metalica reclaimed it
>i am not fit to be a commander it is why i chose the path of the forge now my very oath to the promethium creed is being tested
>the grey knights and inquisitor are missing after attempting to locate the breach in the Fortifications of Xia'an
>and auspex damaged i am unable to confirm if Commander Axum'Kaleb,Apothecarian Aftse, the companies' last thunderhawk gunship, or the squad of tactical marines i sent are alive or not
>and i cannot rally any support from our "battle brothers"
>Vulkan give me strength

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>Be Felinid Lt. Tom
>be on a Valkyrie enroute to the Auspex Array
>got a bad feeling about this
>not this crap shoot of a world
>but this mission
>a Auspex Array station going offline is bad news
>my extra-heavy loadout is not helping to much
>However, having an escort from an Astartes Thunderhawk does help a little
>at least we won't get shot down by enemy fighters on the way
>as we approach, I can finally get a look at our destination
>the Auspex Array is at the top of a large tower just outside of the Space Port district
>the massive Auspex Dish point skyward
>but no other signs of activity
>the Hydra Flak batteries are unmanned
>and no traffic control giving us permission to set down on the landing pads
>order the Pilots to take us in anyways
>order one of the PDF Valkyries to go around and land on the west landing pad
>erstwhile mine and the other PDF Valkyries land on the east landing pad
>when we land, we are greeted by no one
>no PDF or Imperial Guad explaining their silence
>no weapons fire from a defending foe
>nothing...
>Throne, this hit is getting spooky

Also pic related is the best representation of Felinid Lt. Tom I I could make

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>>97541662
>>97539821
>>97540001
>be Bibly Bagend
>i dont like this
>if we had a record that anyone in this vast expansive flustercluck of a universe would ever read
>id write down
>i dont like this
>no ratling in the history of the entire long and expansive history of the abhuman strain Homo sapiens minimus has EVER
>EVER
>liked getting into a Valkyrie
>or shite any flying vehicle you choose from Marauder Bombers to a Starhawk
>if its not on the ground you have less than zero reason to be in it
>it removes our two most valuable and trusted attributes
>being small to avoid being a target
>finding someplace dark and miles away from the action
>yet here i am with my dumb ass locked in with Meat Shield, the Ogryn (who hate being in small spaces even more than me), the Nightstalkers(who are the only ones enjoying this), the more civilized of the beastmen(because we only got one Valkyrie to follow mr "no way its a nuke ill take that 30 thrones bet), and Riena the longshanks
>because she's the only thing dumber than an Ogryn
>in love with out fucking vox operator Luna
>count my thrones as we ride it out
>between the fucking turbulance
>and the fucking gunship the space marines promised to use to distract the hellblades
>if i somehow surive this trip to wherever we're going im going to kick Meat Shield in her stupid goat kneecaps
>another heavy jolt
>please God emperor dont send me to the poker room yet i finally have money
>we land
>i fall on the landing pad and kiss the ground
>i dont even care where the reinforcements are or what Meat Shields plan is im never getting in one of those things again

>>97541662
is it weird i somewhat expected him to have a beard? either way im wondering if i should make MeatShield and Bilba in Hero forge too since Sowanon seems to be doing it

>>97539944
>>97541398


getting ready for a new map, just need some details:
>where is Xia'an exactly?

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>>97541745
IIRC
the hive city capital of Bei'Jing has 3 defenses
the outer walls of Xia'an (this is where fort virgin and Virginal Guard (now known as the Deflowered) came from for the Shlick)
the 3 temples of earth, fire, and something else (i forget) within those
finally the main forbidden city and its spires where the elite live and assumingly the elite guard, ta'shawn, Xi, etc
also here is my take on Meat Shield since im not done with her next part and likely wont be til tomorrow

>>97541791
the three temples were Sun, Moon, and Earth, you can find the original description of the defenses of Bei'Jing by running a CTRL+F search for "Xia'an" on the old thread

it is in a Zheng Sow post made Jan 31

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Its time...

>be Imperial Navy ace pilot "Aquila-13"
>be flight lead of Aquila Squadron raised and trained on the world of Erusea-IV
>be redeployed some pitiful world called Chyna Secundus
>it's even more pitiful than I could imagine
>smog and ash choaked air
>sprawling slums and manufactorums complexes
>become concerned that this world's air may affect my fighter's engine performance
>does not matter... I have my orders
>as my 5-ship formation makes planet fall we get orders from planetary high command
>secure air superiority over Hive-Kong
>I can't help but grin
>sounds like we are going to have hell of air battle
>order my squadron to "punch it" and make to Hive-Kong at top speed
>come in high and fast
>my thunderbolt's auspex pick up several hostile targets
>both Heretic and Xenos
>just glorious
>a order my squadron
"Aquila Squadron stay in formation on me! Let's shatter their skies! For The Golden Throne!"
>I pick out my first target
>a heretic Hell-blade, lowly scum does not see us coming
>dive on the bastard autocannons blasting
>his craft is torn asunder and bursts into flames
>watch as he crash and burns into the hive city bellow
>good... that is kill number 71

Aquila 13's sound tack:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B5Js_nL0aXI

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>>97541698
>>97541662
>be Tiny Tam
>this feels wrong
>like when i was in the cultist lair wrong
>but slightly different
>like a different taste of wrong
>like comparing the mouth feel of separate toxins
>i hold my weapon a little tighter as we disembark
>i huddle a little closer to Lt Tom as we head into the Auspex Array
>nothing from the voices yet
>its better than mocking me
>i guess
>the other abhuman guard fall in step as we all move through the array
>no signs of combat anywhere
>or of anything really
>its like the pdf just
>left
or disappeared...
>my stomach drops and a shutter runs down my back
>i really hope that thought was mine


>>97541791
>>97541662
>>97539944
since several other anons are doing it i took a crack at Tiny Tam based on the various art i used
i'll likely still use them just because i dont quite like her armor here but it was still fun
looking forward to Zheng anon delivering if they ever do

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>>97541961
>be Hellblade Pilot Ruvert von Rubrum
>BY THE BDSM PITS OF EXMUS
>THEY NUKED THE FUCKING TITAN
TURNONTHEVOXITDOESNTMATTERWHATCHANNEL
>I HAD A WHOLE PLAN
>WHAT IN SLAANESH'S VANILLA HENTAI FOLDER HAPPENED!?!?!
>reports vary and none of them make me happy
>fucking angry marines
>fucking orks
>fucking admech
>fucking something else im sure
>im smoldering a perfectly foul mood when one of my red barons report that there are ships taking off from that fortress we had chased the prey too
>i almost smile as i order my men to prep for deployment
>suddenly another red baron arrives from the other direction
"my lord...pant pant...one of our noble brothers was shot down"
>what got too close to the anti air?
>"n-no...there is a loyalist squadron attacking our patrols"
>there is fucking what?
>i thought the sweepers did their damn job and killed the airbase
>and beyond that bullshittering so fine the fucking slaangors are eating it
>we OWN the air of Chyna Secundus
>none of these shitty PDF air squads dared to take the fight to us and stuck to bombing their own allies and troops like good little team killers
>"WHO....DARESSSSSSS"
>fuck the prey in that shitty fortress
>this is personal now
>order the red barons to deploy
>EN
>MASSE

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>>97541990
i forgot the tail...

>>97539944
>Be Daemonette Vin’gloria
>Currently lounging around the Virgin Fortress, or the Fortress of the Deflowered as we are now calling it
>We have been pumping a lot of daemonic energy into this place, and it is now essentially a semi-sentient daemon engine, though still immobile
>Its many murals, carvings, and statues now depict scenes of extreme profanity, and its countless cannons and turrets now fire balls and bolts of flesh warping energy
>Also it heals itself and is very durable, which comes in handy as the Imperials continue to bombard it with a significant portion of their inner defences
>The siege is going relatively well as far as the “experts” are concerned, which is still mindnumbingly slow in my mind
>I have a significant portion of the Schlick LXIXth under my command now,, though most of them are new recruits, and also a lot of more local recruits, including the Deflowered
>The amount of raw daemonic energy we are able to harness on this planet seems to be growing exponentially, but it is also wildly and unpredictably
>The Sweepers for one have been a lot less numerous lately, and some of the ones on the battlefield have been spontaneously dying, which puts a serious dent in our numbers
>To compensate, we have been increasing our integration with the Twin Bulls and have sent emissaries to try and recruit some of the other Slaaneshi cults on the planet, or some of the other Schlick regiments, all the while trying not to tip either off that we are investigating a theory that certain relics on this planet are supersaturated with immense amounts of raw warp energy
>So far we have located one potential site, the White Spring of the White Lightning Riders cult, which is definitely leaking a lot of raw energy, but unfortunately there is no obvious way to harvest it without upsetting the Lightning Riders
>We have a few other promising leads, but nothing concrete yet

>>97542131
>In the meantime, we will continue to corrupt more fodder, use our portals to import more weapons for both our own use and that of the Twin Bulls, bring in a few more squadrons of hellblades, test out some of the new daemon engines we purchased from Bob the Horny Iron Warrior-orny, and see if the daemonette infiltrators I sent in manage to accomplish anything
>Hmmm, all this strategizing is pretty boring
>Time to go break in a few more soon-to-be Deflowered
>I walk past Priscilla as I head to my private chambers
>She is still passed out on a pile of cushions
>She seems to be taking to her new life as my cat fairly well
>Too bad Analstasia won’t let me do anything more interesting to her than that
>Maybe if we score a significant victory on this planet though, Analstasia might be in the mood to reconsider...

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>>97539821
>>97541698
sorry for not notice you guys joining the mission earlier, my bad. More the merrier
>>97541990

>be Felinid Lt. Tom
>be investigating the Auspex Array with some PDF troopers and some local adhuman auxiliaries
>im pretty sure that one of the ratlings is the bookie I lost money to earlier
>well does not matter
>the sooner we get out this sketchy place the better
>which means getting the job done quick as possible
>just one problem...
>the other PDF squad that landed on the west side has also gone dark
>get the feeling we aren't alone here
>we checked out the barracks...
>nothing
>no bodies yet
>but we do find some scorch marks on the wall
>come to the door of the control room
>have the regular human PDF breach it, they are after all the ones with cypher-idents to get in
>then it happens
pew pew pew pew pew
>the first two PDF troopers to step through the thresh hold get gunned down by some sort of plasma weapon
>peeking through the hail of plasma fire I see the enemy
>fucking xenos
>fucking Tau xenos
>a stealth-suit team to be exact

>>97540491
>>97540681
>>97540713
>>97540898
>Be Captain Willard
>We finally make it to the air base when an explosion goes off
>A gunner on the storm bolter of one of the chimeras yells about seeing some small green creatures on the base
>The chimera convoy opens fire on the Gretchin as we enter the base
>I disembark along with the rest of my fellow passengers and take pot shots with my auto gun at the gretchin
>Best nip this in the bud to prevent Orks getting back up and running in Hive Kong

>Be Major Shi Mei, Heishou Wŭ branch
>Disembarked from our chimeras, finally some new targets
>Gretchin, cute little buggers, at a distance at least
>But in the name of The Jade Emperor
>We shall purge them
>So me and my other Heishou fire upon them with our lascarbines

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>>97542131
>be Spencer
>of the you know what FUCK YOU legion of grey knights/alpha legion/i dont fucking know anymore
>sometimes i really hate my job
>go here, kill someone for the sect
>go there, SAVE someone for the sect
>go here and save then kill that somebody for the sect
>and you know what i did it
>i DID ALL of it without complaint
>all the way up to happy ending
>when i saw "corvus" in that stupid dreadnaught pretending to be an angry marine?
>i saw my own future
>a lifetime of secrets ending up drowning yourself to the point you dont remember your own name
>Alpharius this Omegon that
>i was done
>i AM done
>so why
>why am i sneaking through a vent to save a woman who is likely so drugged she wont remember her own name when my boss questions her
>why is there a vent big enough for a space marine?
>because the imperium is very stupid
>if i had to do this in grey knight plate i might actually have shot someone
>maybe myself, likely "AL"
>granted it be nice to know when im supposed to drop down and scoop Prisilla up into the "rescue sack"
>supposedly there is a "distraction" coming
>you know the stupid thing about the Alpha Legion?
>distraction can mean anything from dropping a station in orbit onto the planet to "plan B"
>please please please please please dont let it be "plan B"

>>97542180
>>97540681
>>97540898
>be Ork FlyBoy Airwrekka
>dem be humies shooting at us
>"ZOG OFF DIS IS OUR LOOT FAIR N SQUARE SHAPPED"
>dey keep shooting
>so much fer parlayin' kaptain
>DAKKADAKKADAKKA
>darn lucky i had dem grethcen drag our flashy guns from da dakkajetz
>we keep da shooting up as ma gretchen keep lootin
>all 8 of dem
>a hot shot fires over me head and i respond propa orky
>how much longer?
>i mean its only 7 grots
>fire a few more times
>hurry up ya 5 grots!
dakkadakkadakka
>how long does it take 2 grots ta find some parts
>throw me sploodasquigs
>turn around
>what happened to me grots?

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>>97539796
>>97541398
>Be High Hierarch Xi Jingping
> I despise this marine
>Barging into our business trying to tell us what to do
>I will admit not having a clear picture of the titan situation is a pain in the arse
>As is Pindoudou suggesting to send troops out to make it a holy site
>Fuck no that would leave us in the Forbidden city vulnerable
>I really aught to have him assassinated by the Sì were it not for how much he bends over for me
>A fine servant who sucks up to me as does many of the other Hierarchs
>There's the usual power play politics but they are all terrified of me
"I think for now we simply keep ourselves hold up here. Manufactorums 1, 2 and 3 perfectly secure thanks to the efforts of Magos Biologis Xu-225-Fu and all noble families are safely protected by the various Heishou packs. As long as we keep the generators running for the void shield, we'll be fine"
>If all else fails
>I have the plan at the dam to wipe everything away
>Only as a final solution but still
>Its in my deck of cards at least

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>>97542168
>>97541990
>>97541698
>be Packmaster "Meat Shield"
>ive had a lot of experience fighting enemies on their turf
>from cleaning the hab blocks of Kovid-40000 infected plaguebearers to the usual hiver rebellions
>but nothing
>and i mean quite literally nothing
>prepares you for when the air starts shooting and speaking tau
>the two pdf from Diaoyu turn a corner and get turned into chunky salsa
>this was supposed to be an easy out DAMN IT!
>we follow the pdf and fuzzy tails to the auspex array, leave them with whoever is in charge and exit out the bottom to find the tank depot
>WHY IS EVERYTHING A FUCKING TEN STEP ORDEAL!
>i work my frustrations out by firing cover as we all scramble for cover
>i figured there were still some tau left on the planet after Pol Pot's joke of a rebellion but a stealth team?
>this is
>well much like everything on Chyna Secundus it screams security failures on every level and more problems on the horizon
>i order the ogryn to raise anything heavy and metal they can get in front of them as we push up
>thanks to "resupply efforts" at fortress Wanli we can follow the old "Emperor's Forsaken's" approach to hidden hostilities
>toss every frag, metal bauble, ogryn rock, and any nearby sinks at their general direction and see what remains after your ears stop ringing
>Sometimes it pays to have your second in command be a thieving, hoarding, bitch who can scam, lie, and do whatever i dont need to know about to get us what we need to survive the next encounter
>i hope the kid following the fuzzy tail around can cover her ears in time
>"FRAG OUT"
>as we toss the last of our supply i briefly wonder if a more "broader view" commander might have questioned if there was anything important in that room before tossing explosives
>thankfully im just a stupid mutant

>>97539944
>>97542131
>Be Schlick Recruit Victoria
>Feeling kind of cheated here
>I went from a wealthy heiress and party girl on Happy Ending to front line cannon fodder on some badly polluted world I have never even heard of before
>I was going to my usual club where I pay some warp dabblers a bunch of money for the opportunity to participate in some experimental recreational activities and also the vague promise that I will be a part of the new order during the long promised coup, when suddenly some beings which I think may be daemons appeared in the room, took control of everyone’s mind, and marched us through a portal to take part in some sort of hive siege on some world called “Chyna”
>And now I am a common soldier in something called the Schlick LXIXth, taking orders from a seven foot tall, three horned, two dicked mutant called the Sarge
>Fucking bullshit
>I did some officer training during my mandatory militia service, I should be at least a Lieutenant
>There have been some vague promises about being well rewarded if we perform well during this campaign, and also vague promises that they can bring us back from the dead if we are slain, but I don’t trust either
>Anyways, it turns out being a soldier isn’t all it is cracked up to be
>I get knocked out by an artillery blast before I even get close to the front lines
>When I wake up, it turns out my “comrades” have abandoned me
>Fucking bullshit, I am a bit dirty but not even bleeding, they could have at least checked if I was dead
>I notice I am surrounded by massive bull-headed mutants firing huge weapons as they slowly advance down a street
>Their reek is unimaginable, and the sounds of their weapons firing and excited braying is deafening

>>97542292
>I roll to avoid being stepped on, manage to duck under a pair of humongous testicles, step in some literal bullshit, and then start working my way to the edge of the mutant formation, only to be stopped by what seems to be the leader of the group, a gigantic female carrying a heavy bolter like its a normal rifle
>I don’t understand what she says, but I figure I should stay with the...herd...for now anyways
>Fucking mutants, this is worse than rubbing shoulders with commoner plebs
>I wonder if my siblings Vincent, Victor, or Valerie got pulled into this bullshit
>I doubt Vivian is here though, too much of a goodie two shoes to get pulled into something like this

>>97542180
>>97542219
>Be Captain Willard
>Taking fire from the Orks
>They snag some of the Manufactorum 13 workers with their gun fire
>Me and the Heishou use the cover from our slowly advancing Chimeras in order to take less fire
>The Orks scream about how this is their loot
>This is Imperial property greenskin and theres some guys still here
>Regardless I notice their boss looks behind him in confusion
>Odd, Orks dont typically get confused too often
>At least not when theres a scrap going on
>I have to focus back to the fire fight seeing as they've started tossing out their bomb squids
>Horrible balls of explosive fire power
>Take precision shots at them whilst the M13 Workers and Heishou go for the orks

>Be Wu Baoyu, driver of Tiankui
>Taking fire from greenskins
>Thankfully the sentinel endure
>Unfortunately only short ranged flamer
>Have to charge them
>Order my 3 comrades to split up and charge the enemy in a pincer
>They do so, Lei Heng and Huyan Zhou go left, me and Yan Qing go right
>Combined with the centre advancing infantry and chimera we should crash down on these orks in no time
>I do wonder where the staff of the air base are currently
>Can't all be dead can they?

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>>97542828
>>97542219
>>97540898
From the Ordo Xenos files of Forsaken Doom by Magos Biologis Reebus: The reaperfex biomorph is a unique strand of genestealer created during the long warp journey of the space hulk. In contrast, my predecessor has had time to work with the Blood Angels who first encountered it. Where I have had more time to break down what makes it unique. Genestealers, by their nature, are designed for two objectives within the swarm: to attack stealthily and to infect local populations. The Reaperfex sacrifices one for the other; it has no way to transfer the genestealers' kiss and instead kills in ways previously only matched by the Lictor during Tyrannid invasions. I shutter to imagine if this was reabsorbed by the larger swarms how genestealer incursions might change
>added addendum by He Jianku "how indeed."

>be Orkflyboy Airwrekka
>dis am bad
>im losing me boyz left and other left
>something mucky is going on and i aint waiting around to find out what
>"LEG IT BOYS!"
>be leave the grots to keep firing the dakkajet weapons as we pop smoke
>meaning we turned the enginez we brought wif us on
>most me boyz go left while me and da smarter gets go OTHER left
>never follow da tide when ya leggin it
bloodaxe101
>we run through the smoke and come face to face with a pair humie Deff Dread
>i ready my last splooda squig
>"IM TAKIN YA WALKA HUMIE"
>go to throw it and it dont throw
>look down
>wherez me arm?

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>>97542292
>>97542131
>>97539944
>Be Zheng Sow
>still no updates on Yi
>im almost considering asking our new "official allies" the Schlick to do daemon shit and see if she's stuck in the warp or something
>but im not that stupid
>you never admit mistakes in front of anyone who could use it against you and the Schlick are dry humping the air to find replacement chaff since the Sweepers disappeared
>which im not even going to theorize on that consider we still have a good half a billion at least when i last checked their numbers
>im so in thought i almost dont notice my muttering is being watched by some preppy noble girl caked in viscera, sweat, and other delighful fluids you find in the service of Slaanesh
>is she with us?
>i take a step and she follows like a lost puppy with an attitude problem
>if i were Yi id already be breaking her but sadly ive got more going on
>"hold ammo or we tie you to rucking pole for amusement"
>ever since the rest of the slaangors came back carrying that new rucking pole totem they tied the last guy to they have been more feral than ever
>i dont know why but tying this girl to that guy sends a dark tingle down my spine
>nah maybe if she fucks up too many times, besides im trusting the wild warp energy less and less around here
>one of the daemon engines the Schlick summoned turned into a giant chaos spawn that broke into Sun Temple of the Jade Emperor
>im still trying to figure out how the hell that works
>i have my new "powder honkey" hold the bolter shells as i continue to angrily figure how to work this fucking thing
>i miss my baby
>heavy stubbers for life fuck this space marine trash
>reports are that the leader of the Schlick is going to be unleashing the rest of the daemon engines soon to try and break the walls open further
>If we can, then bring the white lightning in?
>well maybe the forbidden city isn't going to stay forbidden for long

this honestly came out better than i was expecting
>>97541990
>>97541662

>>97543827
>>97542219
>>97542828
>>97543827
>>97542180
>Be Steve the Enginseer
>things are going okay
>steady firing lines, the sentinels are pushing forward using fire
>its all
>going well
>granted once we get there i know IM the one everyone is expecting to pull an omnissiah miracle out of my charging port to repair several Chyna standard TU-27's plus the Maurader Bomber standard HU-20's Chyna pattern
>the TU-27's i have some experience since its the standard air support for Valhallan military combat
>more air scrubbers, better vents for dealing with cold/toxic fumes, etc
>i believe it was a purchase under Phat Dong's predecessor
>but again im a single Enginseer already on thin ice for servo skulling my (admittedly traitorous) supervisor, creating tech heresy flamers for sentinels outside of Mars approved standard doctrine for machine rite upgrades, and the 1,912,012,312 activation pings from Sweepers that may or may not have been the result of my messing with the OS of a different mechanism tech rites
>actually thin ice is stretching it
>if was smart id have taken Bibly up on her offer of "faking a warrant of trade"
>as the main line holds the ork's attention i get the odd feeling of eyes on the back of my head
>i turn to ask one of the Heishou why its taking so long for the sentinels to report back when i notice they're missing a head
>i look down
>and there are giant claws in my stomach
>turn around and see the tentacled face of death coming for me
>then i watch it tear me in half
>i really should have stayed with the Frevexia IIIrd legion 00110010nd maniple

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>be the Ky'Le of the White Lightening
>between the riding rampages and drinking parties
>its been a fun war
>as we gather round the promethium pit for more "white spring water"
>swapping tales of who had the fastest ride, who hit the most escaping refugees, who made the funniest sound running something over, etc
>as we all get ready for our nightly drive (not to be confused with our morning driver, breakfast drive, 2nd breakfast drive, lunch drive, earlier afternoon drive, mid afternoon drive, later afternoon drive, drive by dinner drive, and post dinner drive)
>some one comes up to me and asks to speak to the leader
>well no one is leading right now
>because we arnt driving
>they seem confused and ask again
>fucking typical non white lightening enjoyer
>the fastest at the time is the leader of the cult
>right now its no one.
duh
>they argue thats stupid
>we respond by dunking their head under the white spring until they stop spasming and tying them to the front of my rig
>when they wake up we can ask them what they think of our leadership style
>they probably had something important to ask us
>eh it can wait we have more riding to do
>maybe we should ride along the outskirts of Bei'Jing and see what the fuss is about that they keep sending these "diplomats" to waste our time for

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>>97542828
>>97543827
>>97544394
>Be Wu Baoyu, driver of Tiankui
>As we push the Orks split up with their captain coming towards me and Yan with an explosive
>Only for said arm holding it to get ripped clean off by a bug mutant freak thing
>Never seen that thing before
>Yan is quick on the flamer and gets the bug just as it leaps away
>Several more of them seem to emerge from nowhere grabbing and slashing both orks and Imperials
>Even see the tech priest get ripped in half by one
"AMBUSH!"

>Be Captain Willard
>Shit a genestealer ambushes
>Though these look more like god damn mini lictors
>Dont fucking tell me we're getting a guaranteed Hive Fleet coming in
>We're under prepared for that
>I blow the head off one of the bugs that was coming for me
>Almost gave me a heart attack with how quick it got to me

>Be Major Shi Mei
>Ambush from genestealers that have taken out some of my men
>I swap from lascarbine to guandao in order to sweep them away up close
>My men who are alive follow suit and begin to fight them back
>The long reaches of our guandao shall help us greatly
>Its not worth consuming a bolus as a calvary charge from being ambushed is not tactically wise
>Chimeras frantically go from shooting orks to what bugs they can hit
>Fast buggers
>Really could do with the Măo or Yŏu being here as they're the fastest of the Heishou packs
>But alas the Măo joined Lord Kong Qiu on his pilgrimage and the Yŏu are in Hive Bei'jing on standby for a full blow invasion into the city
>Regardless focus on the fight

>>97542282

>be Felinid Lt. Tom
>be in active combat against the Tau at the Auspex Array
>be also pinned down by Tau plasma fire
>start thinking of a way to break the stalemate here
>then I notice that the other abhumans, the "Emperor's Forsaken" are up to something...
>watch as their ogryn rips a plasteel deck plank off the floor
>the fucking slab of muscle proceeds to use it as a shield, blocking the Tau plasma fire
>the other "Emperor's Forsaken" file in behind and huck an obscene number of grenades into the control room
>as the smoke clears... I order the "Emperor's Forsaken" to move in
>I and my Felinids follow, the local PDF troopers coving our rear
>as I enter I immediately check my left corner and find a mortally wounded Tau
>It's stealth-suit's cloaking field flickering erratically and spewing sparks
>it is struggling to bear its weapon on me
>I don't give it a chance and finish it with my Hot-Shot Las rifle.
BAMB BAMB
>it falls over, cloaking field failed, and armored suit unmoving
>I survey the rest of the room
>some the cogitators are damage... but the hololithic display table seems to be still intact
>also notice whatever was blocking our vox-signals has disappeared
"This is Chyna PDF squad No.13573894! Prease herp! We are under attack on West wing of Auspex Array! We are rosing t-"
>the line goes dead, followed by static
>well shit... means there must be more Tau here than just that Stealth-suit team

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>>97543827
>>97544394
>>97544892
>be AirWrekka
>dis as gone from bad ta worser
>maybe even da worstest
>we got bugs
>lots of bugs
>sneaky bugs
>and dey took ma arm
>i shove some metal in da stump and start stabbing as my boyz are tore to shreds
>i slice and shoot and krump but we can't fight em all
>and deez is some real dangerous bugs
>watch as moreloot losses the top half of hid body before he even realized he'z squig food
>rally to the stompa
>"oi humie, i got an offer fer ya boss. We krump da bugs then we can go back to krumping each othea"
>it aint the most orky deal but iz a blood axe
>the only thing more bloodaxe than krumping a git who can't see you coming is krumping em with their own loot


From the Ordo Xenos files of Forsaken Doom by Magos Biologis Reebus: The Reaperfex biomorph was second only to one other of its kin, according to the after-action reports by acting Inquisitor Jost Von Marberg. The broodlord itself. This speaks to a deadly intelligence and independence that again reminds me of the lictor strain Tyranid, with one key difference that may prove invaluable for any future combats with similar, or, Omnissiah forbid, that this variation somehow returns. The standard lictor has an active chameleonic carapace that allows it to appear and disappear; however, reports are that the Reaperfex made no such attempts onboard the Forsaken Doom—only typical genestealer tactics of messing with auspex pings, ambushes, and sudden charges. If the genestealer's hard carapace is unable to handle the required chameleonic reflections, the only advantages would be speed and attacks from blind spots. Save for its lone nature, as is common study and doctrine in the Ordo Xeno. Lictors work alone.
>added addendum by Hi Jianku "yes...alone...i wonder if those reports of feeder tentacles extracting knowledge from brain tissue truly needs the hive mind to function or if a smaller network is possible..."

>>97544987

>I look to "Meat Sheild"
"Mind going to help those poor bastards out?"
>I look around the mess of the control room we are in
"I want to get this place up and running quick as I can"
>I start messing with the cogitator attached to the Hololithic table
>I find the power button and waken it's machine spirit
>the hololithic table show a holographic display of the Planet, the few friendly ships in orbit, and the world's moon
>everything seems fine
>find an adjustment knob
>zoom out wards to get a better look at the system
>notice some red blips on the holographic display
>zoom in on them
>they do not have Imperial IFF transponders
>they must be xeno or heretic ships then, which means they are hostile
>cross reference the records for known xenos and traitor ship patterns
>Tau... those are Tau ships
>must be at least a dozen cruisers
>oh Throne
>call over to Tiny Tam call high command on the Vox caster
>notice her looking at the dead PDF troopers
>walk over to her
>notice the purple gene-steeler sigils tattooed to their flesh beneath the tattered uniforms
>well shit

(2/2)

>>97544892
>>97545065
>Be Wu Baoyu, driver of Tiankui
>Me and Yan Qing scorch the bugs when we can when the ork comes up to me
>Offers to assist us in krumpin the bugs first then continuing to krump each other once the bugs are dead
>Is this allowed
"WILLARD! ORKS ARE OFFERING TO HELP! WHAT DO WE DO!"
>Watch Lei Heng and Huyan Zhou fight off on the bugs on their side
>Scorch some around us

>Be Captain Willard
>Orks have an offer
>Not that bad of an offer, Inquisitors have done this before
>Always ends in a backfire afterwards but in this case
"CONSIDER IT A DEAL ORK!"
>Snipe a bug that was going to impale the Ork with its face tendrils as a show of good will just incase the shout wasn't enough

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>>97544987
>be packmaster "Meat Shield"
>fucks sake we're never going to find that tank depot are we
>fuzzytail Lt and the little one worked to get the control room up and running
>kinda wish we brought the tech priest for this now
>a few knobs twitches and wouldnt you know it
>Pol Pot fucked us in the end
>a full Tau fleet is on its way
>WHY?!?
>WHY DOES ANYONE WANT THIS PLANET I LIVE HERE AND I DONT EVEN WANT TO BE ON IT
>add to that the little one found marks of the genestealer kiss on the corpses of the Diaoyu PDF
>FUCK
>i leave the Fuzzytails, the nightstalkers (save Luna), and Riena to get the Auspex array back online before the "Emperor's Forsakken" goes to do what we do best
>what nobody else wants to do
>in this case its saving some possibly tainted Chyna PDF holed in the West Wing from a bunch of cheating tau
>Bibly thankfully "recovers" some "lost battlefield salvage" from the tau, pdf, the felinid when hes not looking, and anything not nailed down that the old guards left behind
"lock this place down when we leaveeee, we'll try to link back up if things go from bad to worse"
>Riena wants to argue but i shut that down with a look, right now she needs to put those skills to work making the auspex work than flirting with my vox operator
>i roll my hand around a few tau standard Photon Grenades we "liberated"
>not the best thing in the galaxy but it'll have to do
>only the tau would make grenades that dont actually kill you
>and they wonder why more abhumans dont join their greater good BS

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>>97545165
>>97545065
>>97544394
>>97540713
>be AirWrekka
>da humies are smarter than i thought
>which i mean how ard could dat be rioght?
>its better to krump the bugs first
>to show he approved da humie boss shot one of them bugs off my face
>actually dem bugs are werid
>they are taking lots of pieces off us but they always take da head
>i dont see any loose 'eads round ere
>dem bugs is tinking orky now
>we can't out smart' em if we aint got no 'ead to be tinking wif!
>i gotz ta out smart em faster than they out smarting ma out smarting
>if only i was in me dakka jet id bomb em ta dust
hangon.kunninANDbrutal
>most of the flying things aint working right
>save dat big un in the middle
>which means its gotta da biggest dakka to hold off dem metal swarming humies
>now we need a techy git
>all my grots are 'eadless
>and da humiez is busy
>but wait dere is one 'ead the bugs aint takken yet!
>dat cut in half git!
>i run over grab the half of him that still has his head
>"OI YOU DEAD YET?"
>bunch of werid mekkyboy mumbling about Om-ness-aya, and Mac-affee
>shake em a few times
>zog it ill have to work wif what i got
>tie em to ma back as we make a mad dash for da last standing humie flya in this whole field
>i open the bomb doors
>dere is a buncha humie in dere
"ope, sorry. mind if we borrow dis dakka? we got bugs ta kill"
>I toss da mekky git onto the nearest humie before he can respond as i slam into the nearest gunner seat and start firing wildly
DAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKA

>>97545165
>>97545598
>Be Captain Willard
>The Orks help out as much as they can
>Take note of their boss legging it towards a hanger
>He picked up the Tech Priest along the way
>I know what hes going to do
>Suspicions are confirmed when he starts using a planes guns to fire on the bugs
>The suppressive fire power from him as well as our four flamer sentinels should work wonders
>Especially when dealing with these Lictor like genestealers
>Hard to stay invisible and pick off targets when the next place you want to jump to is shot up or a pume of fire
>Allows the chimeras and the rest of us to land clearer shots
>Even if we have to take to ground to not get shot by the Ork
>At least hes having fun with some "dakka"

>Be Wu Baoyu
>Practically got my hand on the sentinels flamer trigger at all times
>Had to avoid or endure the occasional stray bullet
>Also have had to knock away the odd bug with the sentinels remaining powerlifter claw
>Other then that, we should clear up this lot
>Hopefully theres a guy who knows his aliens able to identify what the fuck these are
>Not sure where the nearest biologus is actually
>The Heishou now with suppressive fire return back to using their lascarbines
>Lei Heng speaks up through our sentinels vox radios
"Woowhee, these bugs sure dont like being forced out of hiding. Ain't that right?"
>I laugh at his little joke
>Say what you want about Lei Heng being an arsehole at times
>Hes a joy to be around when hes being an ass to something else

>>97545172
>>97544987
>be Tiny Tam
>that funny smell in the air isnt going away
>the beastwoman left us with some other abhumans to get the vox station up and running while i work to try and get this stupid vox set to work and broadcast to the space marines
>none of it works well to be honest but my stomach still is in knots
>ive seen tau on Nordica II they were part of the candlemass peace accords until they got beaten to death by the kriegers
>but that wasnt the sickening feeling i was feeling
>its
>coming from the controls?
>can machines be daemons?
>i dont know but the tau dont seem to care given how many reports are flooding in now of attacks on the outer satellites
>every now and then i feel my eyes dragged to the holographic display
>like there is something im supposed to see but im just not getting it
>finally i get the vox to work and i report everything from the tau fleet, the stealth units, the infected guard, and our location to the "lord Axum" as Lt Tom said i should call him
>something scampers in a nearby vent as i finish up
>what in the emperor's fluffy tail is that thing?
>it might be nothing as i decide to do something useful while Lt Tom tries to rally everyone to focus as i follow the sound out into the hallway
>i briefly consider using the warp sight to see it
>then i remember Lil Tom hurt in the medical ward
>no
>i can do this alone
>i leave the vox array and go "hunting"
>like a real felinid

>>97545720
>>97545598
>>97544394
I can feel it
The flow of the motor force
Everything mechanical is connected from the god titans to the lowest cogitator
Its... beautiful

>then I wake up in a biologically filthy cramped Maurader bomber to the sounds of orcs, mutant genestealers, and screaming
Sigh.binary
>be Spencer
>the enginseer
01001111 01110111 00001010
>you know you take a brief nap in your own fluids after loosing your lower half and everything goes to shit
>apparently I'm not dead
>good to know that I had passed the weakness of the flesh enough to survive
THAT
>apparently with the heavy "dakka" support and the flamers from the sentinels we're "winning"
>so why does it feel like we're only stepping deeper into the maw
>briefly I get flashes from another data port deep beneath the surface of the planet
>is...
>is that feng?
>wait a minute...
>where did I feel code like that before...
>happy ending..
>...
>the chaos hereteks....
>on happy ending
>...
>I try to sit up so hard I forget I have legs and flop like a toxfish
>"THE FUCKING GOONERS ARE BACK!"
>the pilots, ork and likely the machine spirit of the bomber all look at me like
>well like a mechanical torso screaming insanely id imagine
>I really need to find my legs

>>97546496
>be Dark Mago Baoyuanfeng
>of the 3rd cult of slaanesh of Chyna Secundus
>followers of the pornoslate force
>or Gooners for short
>though we didn't start on Chyna like all the other cults we have spread far and wide in the mechanicus unlike the others who only seek those of the flesh
>happy ending was a mistake
>we lost countless brothers and those techpriests we had planned to "gift" to the Burmaze Arsonists
>we had to "gift" them the chem fire from manufactorum 13 instead
>that ended up getting me servoskulled by that upstart Gweilo tech priest
>but it was all worth it
>They attacked Nordica II instead of Chyna Secundus
>and our influence spread deeper and deeper
>in time we will uncover the true source of the relics of power
>our patron relic of the dark age computer "X^3"
>yet...
>something we never expected occurred
>the sweepers reached the enlightenment of slaanesh
>the very secret the cult has searched for unfolded at random through no aid of our own or our relic
>it be enraging if we did not vault all emotions but lust and madness
>we have begun taking control of as many Sweepers as we could and bringing them deeper under the hive through the secret maintaince tunnels
>in addition to all that there are reports of the tech vault being accessed from within the capital
>one of the The Cultural Exchange Program daemonettes
>let her search
>the matter of the failing Auspex Array is our greatest concern
>something has begun laying eyes onto what is rightfully slaaneshes
>and I doubt the tau are even aware the part they play
>just as well
>all machines serve the whims of the dark powers some just offer greater indulgences than others

>>97542131
>>97542198
>Be Priscilla, Least Fortunate Woman in the Galaxy
>Vin’Gloria walks past me and enters her private chambers
>I stop pretending to be asleep and take a look around
>There are a few daemonettes and human officers scattered around the command room, but they ignore me as per usual
>I think I have only been a “cat” for about a day now, but my memory is pretty fuzzy
>I think only Vin’Gloria herself, and that one random slave soldier who fills my food and water dish and empties my litter box, have paid any attention to me so far
>Just in case though, I crawl on my hands and knees as I plot my escape from the room
>Did someone tell me to crawl around, or did I just imagine that?
>Either way, it seems like something a “cat” would be expected to do
>I think I got most of the drugs out of my system, the trick is to drink A LOT of water, but thanks to the residual drugs, daemonette musk infused air, and the fact that the very walls of this building seem to be becoming more corrupt, my brain is still very fuzzy and filled with invasive thoughts
>Speaking of water, I sit down, lean against the wall, grab my water dish, and drink from it like it was a cup
>I am probably supposed to drink like a cat, but fuck that, I still have some dignity left, though maybe not much if some of my fuzzy memories of the last 24 hours are true
>Ugh, ten years ago I probably would have ate a bullet if I had suffered some of the indignities back then that I did today
>But I have been through a hell of a lot since then, so now it is just one more thing I will have to blot out with alcohol when I am in a bad mood
>But in order to experience the questionable joys of depression drinking again, first I have to get out of here
>Luckily this room has several large ventilation grills at both ceiling and floor level
>Now I just need to find a way to remove one of them without anyone noticing...

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>>97547140
>>97542198
>>97542131
>be Alpharius of the Grey Knights
>or be Eques Canus of the Alpha Legion
>and this is a great distraction
>if our "inquistor" can keep his hands to himself
>now we could play out a long and complicated plan to rescue our contract but Spencer seems rather frustrated at the moment
>these young ones today i tell you
>no respect for the long view of history
>so we're going with the tried and tested "plan B"
>get someone else to cause the biggest distraction they can manage
>last time we tried this was Typhon Primaris
>least i think that was the sect
>i really got to consider whatever the space marine version of retirement is
>look to our recently "liberated" guest
>found her getting escorted by some "hivers"
>one Navigator Carool' Olston
>cute if a bit naive
>reminds me of a similar girl working aboard flagship Alpha
>catch myself before i fall too deep down the memory hole
>ahhh
>right
>test the audio scrambler
>test the vox
"this is chyna squad pdf Commander Chan we have found the missing navigator, she is under fire at fortress"...
>look to Roshi
>he shrugs
"Fortress Virgin, we need assistance and ackkkkk"
>death rattle achieved we stow the vox and watch as an entire navigator mercenary army descends from orbit
>hopefully they werent needed up there but what you gonna do
>smack Roshi's hand away again as we watch the force of a navigator house with nothing to lose tries to take on the most entrenched force of slaanesh cultists on the planet
>one of the "grey knights" reports a bounty of 10 million thrones to whoever saves her
>that refills our mission budget when this is all said and done as well
>i love it when a plan comes together

>>97545878
>>97545172

>be Felinid Lt. Tom
>be in the control room of the Auspex Array
>the "Emperor's Forsaken" have left to assist the PDF troopers in the west wing of the station
>"Meat Shield" leaves some of her troops behind to help us out
>most of them nightstalkers
>that leaves the rest of us to do the following
>1: Get the station back into functional order
>2: deal with these PDF troopers who I am sure are genesteeler cultists
>decide to get this station up and running first, there are after all just 8 of those PDF troopers left
>task is easier said than done
>multiple cogitators are busted, and my technical skill don't go beyond simply hitting the restart button
>the control panel aiming the Auspex Dish is broken and needs to be completely replaced
>which means if we have ships entering from the other end of the system, we won't know until the enter orbit
>look over to find Tam to see that she has got the station's vox set working
>smart kid
>get distracted by my Data-slate chiming
>It's from Nurse Felis, the test results are back
++ DNA Test result for: Lt.Tom // Pvt. Tam // Paternal DNA Probability: 99.99%++
>well... now do it break the news to Tiny Tam
>look around
>she is not here anymore
>where in Holy Terra did that kid go
>then hear a couple of beeps from the pair of elevators at the far end of the control room
>looks like we got company, finding Tam is gonna have to wait
>order the PDF troopers to stand in front of the elevators, while the rest of us take cover
>this should allow me to kill two birds with one stone
>the elevators doors open
>one elevator full of Tau pathfinders and another full of Pro-Tau rebels
>then all hell breaks lose

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>>97546496
>>97545720
>>97545598
From the Ordo Xenos files of Forsaken Doom by Magos Biologis Reebus: I find myself wondering about the reports of the Broodlords aboard the Forsaken Doom. While the Ordos Xenos HAS confirmed that there is a difference between a genestealer patriarch, which can call on the psychic energy of the entire cult to summon the hive fleets, a broodlord can only work to direct its own genestealer horde. In similar standards between an Arch Magos and a Magos, I suppose, Omnisiah, forgive my comparison. The reports concern me: Blood Angels at multiple points in the Space Hulk reported facing a brood lord, and in some cases, more than once. While this was a regular broodlord, by all studied cases of recovered corpses, the idea of a shared mind removing the main weakness of the tyranids being the need for a single synapse creature by proxy of a thousand similarly linked minds of either swarming or stored brood lords, not fighting for control but working in perfect tandem? It is a chilling thought that requires the highest level of study.
>added final addendum by He Jianku: "It's a shame Reebus was slain after finishing his reports; he had quite the mind. albeit too shackled by loyalty to the imperium, instead of seeing the wider picture. But these reports have given me some wonderful ideas I will have to investigate myself. The hive mind does appear to love singular entities supported by smaller swarms, as he suggested... but sharing is caring, after all. I wonder WHY does there need to be only one brood lord leading a pack...why not 2...or 3?"


>be AirWrekka
>da tekky git is screaming about goons
>nah all ma goonz are dead he'z gonna have to fix da flyerz himself
>once i krump all da other humies
>which speaking of which were did da bugs go?
>suddenly hear something that sounds like when one dem pink chaos humies dangled his gubbins over da muck pit and a squig bit it off mixed with a roaring engine missing most its bolts
(1/2)

>>97547287
>its a big ol bug on one of da buildings
DAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKA
>leaps off mid dakka
>CHEATER
>also oops i think that was the exit for those humie Deff Dreads in da hanger bay they was pushing on da left side from
>ma boyz looking confused if da truce is still on
>the bugs tear into em settles dat confusion as i see the big bug again
>HOLD STILL
DAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKA
>oops dat was a fuel trukk
>third timez da charm
>speaking of which i think i see da big bug near da humie boss
>time ta return da favor for him saving me 'ead

>>97542292
>>97544045
>Be Schlick Recruit Victoria
>The leader of the giant mutant beasts tells me to carry her ammo crate or get tied to a rucking pole
>I don’t know what a rucking pole is, but I can guess
>And some of these brutes have cocks bigger than my legs, so thanks but no thanks, I don’t think even I could handle that
>Though ever since I came to the planet, I have been kind of horny for some reason, especially when I have been around those things I think are daemonettes, but even now when there are none
>But also I want to throw up from both terror and disgust
>For now I will try my best to ignore all the warring sensations and keep focused on the task at hand, which is to keep the mutant beasts happy long enough for me to sneak off and rejoin one of the Schlick formations
>Where everyone is just as horny as this lot, but where the sex is more likely to be pleasurable, and less likely to be tear apart my organs
>Mmmmmmmm, dicks....
>What the hell is wrong with me? Sure I am more hedonistic than most, but this is not the time for daydreaming
>Where was I again?
>Oh right, carrying the ammo box
>Luckily the giant female is still fiddling with her gun and doesn’t seem to notice that I am daydreaming
>Think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts
>Her heavy bolter is a standard Solar-Pattern, better than what most PDF and Guard have access to, but common enough on wealthy worlds like Happy Ending
>Judging by the markings, it actually did once belong to the Happy Ending PDF
>Figures
>The standard ammo crate for a Solar-Pattern weighs about 30 kilos and holds about 60 rounds
>Luckily she has already fired off quite a few from this box already, but it still takes me both hands to lift the box, resisting the urge to sneak a peak under the beast’s loincloth as I do so
>Unsexy thoughts
>How high does she want me to hold the box up?

>I don’t want to ask in case I don’t like the answer and settle on hugging it to my chest since that is the most comfortable position for now
>Oh great, I think one of my nipple piercings just got caught on part of the box
>Fucking bullshit

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>>97541961
>>97542025

>be Imperial Navy ace pilot "Aquila-13"
>my squadron is currently conducting a clean sweep of the skies above Hive-Kong
>resistance has been light
>only couple Hell-blades flying air patrol
>they did not stand a chance against us
>I let my squadron mates take the honor of downing the heretics
>but now the skies seem clear
>consider taking Aquila Squadron over to Hive Bei'jing for better hunting pastures
>then I see a blip on the Auspex
>then another
>then a dozen more
>they seem to be Hell-blades
>can't help myself but grin
"Finally! Worthy opponents! Aquila Squadron engage and sweep the skies clear of these traitors!"
>maneuver in formation meet the heretic fighters head on
"Aquila Squadron, switch to Skystrike missiles! One salvo only!"
>once we are in range, each of our Thunderbolts lock on their targets and fire a single Skystrike missile each
>our missiles streak towards the formation of Hell-Blades at several times the speed of sound
>the Hell-blades attempt to break formation and dodge
>but the machine spirits of the Skystrikes maintain their lock
>moments later 5 Hell-Blades are blown out of the smog choaked skies and tumble to Hive city bellow
>now... to deal with the rest of them

>>97544563
>Be Schlick Ambassador Valerie
>I started working for the Schlick LXIXth a few years ago
>It is an unusual organization, half secret society, half military regiment
>During times of peace, most of the focus is on wealthy donors, facilitators, and recruiters like myself as we acquire resources, recruits, and political influence for the organization
>But during times of war, the organization expands rapidly with new recruits, and the officer class, a mix of angelic daemonettes and heroic mortal soldiers, takes charge, on the battlefront at least
>But there is still a role for people like me to play even on the battlefield
>There are many other Slaaneshi factions on this planet, both local and from off planet
>Sure we could try and send our daemonettes to dominate them
>But dominating individuals causes them to lose a lot of their initiative, creativity, and sanity, and it is also just plain disrespectful to do to fellow enlightened individuals
>So we do some old fashion diplomacy
>Based on the short briefing I got, the White Lightning are a violent, feral lot, and they may have been responsible for the disappearance of the previous ambassador
>I am more used to dealing with nobles and corporate executives
>I have a feeling I only got this job because no one else who was even somewhat suitable wanted it, but orders are orders, and besides, I owe the Schlick so much already, there is little I won’t do for them, particularly if it involves spreading their glorious vision for humanity
>And at the end of the day, everyone likes more wealth, comforts, and power, and the Schlick has plenty to offer, especially to a bunch of feral scavengers
>So I put on my best make-up, and my most revealing yet stately dress, get into the limo, and drive out to the White Spring
>Things go okay at first, in the sense they don’t blow the limo to pieces as we approach their camp

>>97547526
>But no one comes to greet us, and everyone in the camp seems really busy getting ready for something
>I eventually manage to corner someone who answers my questions, but he doesn’t seem to understand even simple concepts like "leader"
>Then I say something that apparently offends them and they man-handle me to their sacred spring and hold my head under until I black out...
>How rude

>>97545720
>>97546496
>>97547303
>Be Wu Baoyu
>Suddenly a massive bug leaps from a roof top
>The ork fires at it but it leaps away, the bullets biting into the hanger bay Lei Heng and Huyan Zhou are at
>Lei sustains alot of damage whilst Huyan sustains a little of it
>Then the ork shoots a fuel cannister near the bug but it leaps again
>Finally it lands at Willard
"WILLARD!"

>Be Captain Willard
>I'm in the zone focusing when a massive bug lands near me
>Massive fucker
>Wait a minute I know what that is
>Its a god damn Brood Lord
>My autogun wont be that good against it
>Thank the Emperor I still have these
>I pull out one of my krak grenades just as I'm about to get slashed
>God Emperor take the wheel
>Toss it at the Brood Lord
>It brings down its rending scythes and slashes my chest
>Thankfully the carapace armour in my Athonian tunnel rats uniform eats the hit but its ruined now
>So at least the wound won't be fatal unless its got poison which I believe Brood Lords are capable of having poison coated weapons
>Throw myself backwards in anticipation of the explosion
>Practically winding myself
>Bleeding from my chest
>Shit shit shit

>>97544045
>Be Slaaneshi Conscript Vincent
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>Raw sensation has flooded every nerve in my body, though there are some sensations I am more painfully aware of than others
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>My sanity hangs by a thin thread, and am only able to form coherent thoughts occasionally
....
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>I am still on the banner, but the banner has changed, binding me more permanently, and entering me in at least one place
....
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>I can feel my body sometimes changing too
...
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>And I can feel more and more energy building up inside of me, demanding release
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>It hurts SO BAD, but it also feels AMAZING!!
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.>We are not on the titan anymore, I don’t know when we left it, I can only remember brief flashes
...
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>We are in a city, on a street
.
>Is that my sister?
>I must be hallucinating now
>Maybe things will be better if I am able to release some energy
>Ugh, I can’t take this anymore
>I NEED RELEASE!!!!
AAAAAAGGGGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

>>97547544
>>97547533
>>97547287
>be AirWrekka
>da humie tossed his non stick stick grenade at da big bug
>im gonna enjoy watching dis
>actual maybe not since I'm holding da trigger down using da last of da dakkajet dat aint a dakkajets dakka
BOOOOOMDAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKA
>gork n mork are smiling at dat un
>its a fine red mist
>lean out ta top of the dakka jet and cheer wif me last remaining boyz
"HOWD YA LIKE DAT, BUGGA!!!"
>something thumps hard behind me as I turn and see the big bug again
>unscathed
>ZOGGING HOW
>"CHEATER!"
>another appears behind that one then jumps off towards da humie Deff Dread
>wot deez bugs just copying da war of the beast now?
>da one in front uses those sharp leggy things stab into me shoulders as it lifts me up
>its tenticles lean in close
>trying ta eat me brainz meat, eh?
>open my mouth and blow me squig spore cigar into its face
"Zog...ya, stupid bug"
>open me jacket to show me emergency Splooda-squig
>wez gonna be flying high together

>>97542131
>>97547209
>Be Daemonette Vin’Gloria
>I have both arms almost elbow deep in a pair of recently Deflowered when I get word that the base is under attack by a “Navigator mercenary army”
>What the hell does that even look like
>It takes some time to get my arms out of the girls without damaging them too much, but then I grab my specially modified D-Cannon and teleport myself to the nearest firefight
>It turns out “Navigator mercenary soldiers” just look sort of like Stormtroopers in archaic tight fitting armor with super elaborate face masks
>Kind of like really shitty Aspect Warriors come to think of it
>Oh well, time to make them look more interesting
>My D-Cannon is a serious piece of equipment, almost three meters long, and surprisingly heavy for something originally made from Aeldari materials
>Only someone as strong and as agile as a high-level daemonette could hope to wield it like this
>The D-Cannon rips open a small rift to the Warp, like it was originally designed to, but instead of sucking people into the Warp, the rift discharges raw warp energy saturated in the most vilely erotic fantasies and deranged memetics that mortal minds have ever imagined
>The first soldier caught in this energy has a unicorn’s head and penis burst from his armor and start vomiting and ejaculating beams of rainbow energy
>A beam hits another soldier, whose body partially explodes into fluffy white rabbits in the most graphic manner possible
>The fluffy white rabbits gnaw the genitals and faces off of two other soldiers, while another rainbow beam causes two more soldiers to combust into rainbow flames and melt into strawberry ice cream
>The other two soldiers flee in terror, only to fall down a shaft as a grate suddenly opens beneath their feet
>It seems the base keeps on finding new ways of defending itself, no doubt the soldiers who fell down the shaft will meet a fate that is equal parts horrifying and titillating

>>97547722
>Another small squad of mercenaries approaches, but the still open rift turns them into a toilet with legs, a ball of dicks, a pink cloud, a giant horny squirrel, and a never ending geyser of blood respectively
>I smile, commit the carnage to memory, then teleport off to find the next group of victims
>I love this gun, the possibilities are literally endless

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>>97547251
>>97545878
>be tiny tam
>I followed the vents lower through the Auspex Array
>its not that different from trench running on Nordica II
>The air feels different
>when I was captured the air felt sickening sweet
>this just tastes sick
>and like motor oil
>don't ask how I know how motor oil tastes (stupid lil tom and his dares)
>I crawl through another tight squeeze as I come to what must be the main power grid for the array
>I can hear gnawing..
>and
>singing?
"Hi Ho. Hi Ho. It's off to curse we blow, to gnaw and bite, break and ignite, Hi Ho Hi Ho Hi Ho"
>squint hard
>ive not spent alot of time in daemonic incursions
>save last candle mass
>and yesterday
>and a few minutes ago
>okay let me rephrase this
>ive never seen daemons like that.
>they look like a ball of gross with metal scrap slapped onto it
>like what a techpriest might sneeze up
>I turn to try and work my way back when sounds of gunfire sound through the building
>oh god emperor's fluffy tail i did it again!
>im alone and about to be swarmed by warp stuff again!
>the air ducts falls away and I land in the cold storage of the array as both me and the daemons stare each other down
>apparently they didn't expect anyone to find them here either
"The fuck are you doing he-"
BLAM
>this time I'm using my laspistol im not going to...
>end up...
>whatever that mirror thing was im not doing anything like that again
>I don't care what the voices say about my family
>I wish I felt as confident as I sounded in my own head

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>>97547544
>>97547588
>Be Captain Willard
>The Brood Lord turns into a red mist from both my krak grenade and the ork on the turret
>But before we can celebrate two more Brood Lords appear
>One behind the Ork stabs and lifts him up whilst the other jumps towards Wu Baoyu
>Want to shout over to him but I have to keep my wound clutched up
>One of the Heishou grab me and drag me to a chimera for safety and to get a medic on me

>Be Wu Baoyu
>Another massive one of those bugs comes right for me
>It tries to slash at me but I counter with the claw and then bring the flame
>It retreats back and attacks again
>When I go to counter it feints the attack
>As a result I'm open
>It stabs my sentinel in the left side meaning I cant attack with claw or flamer
>Thankfully I manage to avoid getting myself stabbed as the armour is relatively thick enough to slow its continuous movement
>Yan steps in, grabbing one of its arms and tearing it off
>The bug is forced to pull out and try to get away
>But its too late for it
>Yan manages to grab it again
>I turn and also grab it with my own claw
>We then pull it back in both directions ripping it apart
>Hopefully its the last big bug and we can finally ensure the air base is secure
>Willard needs medical attention fast

>>97546628
>Be Daemonette Diane
>The supercomputer I have linked myself to is quite fascinating
>The data it contains appears to be nearly endless, though I have worked out a few things
>The computer is linked to data networks all over the planet, and by assessing those links, I have figured out what the computers vast yet primitive intellect finds interesting
>The most obvious are the numerous connections it has to a group of porn addled tech-priests
>Ah yes, the Gooners, yet another Slaaneshi faction with cells throughout the Sector who we know surprisingly little about
>I wonder if this computer, or something similar is what first lead to the cult’s creation, there is certainly enough porn in this computer’s drives to addle even the strongest of minds
>The computer is also doing its own research into relics, and seems to think some of them have absorbed energy from an ancient god that Slaanesh herself trapped within this planet
>Interesting if true, and it would definitely explain a few things that have happened recently
>The computer has also taken interest in a number of threats to its well being, including some factions I wasn’t even aware were on the planet
>Let’s see
>A glitchling outbreak
>Tau and pro-Tau rebels who weren’t consumed in the explosion, and more Tau are arriving from space
>Talk about bad timing, we are a fair distance from Tau space, those guys must have left months ago, only to find that most of the rebels they were hoping to support got killed just one day earlier
>Then I notice the computer is actively trying to corrupt some of the Tau, pro-Tau rebels, non-gooner tech-priests, and more well-equipped of the loyalist PDF via subliminal transmissions via the noosphere
>This thing is more dangerous and more daemonic than I first realized
>I decide to take a break from the supercomputer, in case it tries to corrupt me too

>>97547978
>I realize I have been linked to it for at least 24 hours, though it seems only a fraction of that time has passed
>Speaking of corrupt pro-Tau rebels, Lai Lai and Duan Lee sound like they are still going at it, and I won’t be surprised if they have been at it for the full 24 hours
>Mortals fall so quickly, especially the dumb ones
>I should probably turn them to stone so they don’t hurt themselves
>On second thought, I should do some more work on mind reading and corrupting Lai Lai properly
>She seems to have been moderately important in the pro-Tau rebellion, and I may need her knowledge, and perhaps the woman herself, now that the Tau are back in play

>Be me, rogue trader Lord Peregrine Walter Horatio Mycroft Ponsonby-Bannerman
>Former colonel in the Praetorian Guard before inheriting the position
>Have the uniform changed to fit the Preatorian style better
>Pith helms and dashing moustaches look rather spiffing m'yes
>However, there seems to be a small problem
>The corpsestrach flavored synthetic tea shipments from Chyna have ceased
>This will not do
>Order my fleet and personal retinue made ready
>Decide the Hive Kong will serve as the best base of operations
>Order my men to land there
>Of course I will land there myself as well

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>Be me
>Archmagos Armonk of Holy Mars
>Have arrived in orbit of Chyna Secundus precisely .35 seconds ahead of schedule
>My circuits quiver with excitement in the expectation that I will soon see Magos Baoyuanfeng's improved servitor design, the sweeper demonstrated for me
>Initial reports indicate that, after the costs of construction, in perfect conditions the sweepers improve work efficiency by 0.2%!
>If the design is accepted by the Fabricator-General then we can marginally improve corpse-starch production across the entire sector!
>And Magos Baoyuanfeng has assured me in his comunications that they may even serve in combat roles as well!
>Smile mentally, for I have replaced my mouth with an intravenous feeder tube that recycles ingested nutrients from my liver
>The bridge crew is strangely silent so I ask them when we are expected to land on the planet
>The tech-priest in charge of the ship tells me the situation
ERROR...system rebooting...
01000001 01010010 01000101 00100000 01011001 01001111 01010101 00100000 01000110 01010101 01000011 01001011 01001001 01001110 01000111 00100000 01010011 01000101 01010010 01001001 01001111 01010101 01010011
>There are tau sympathisers, genestelaers, and chaos cults in active rebellion
>Magos Baoyuanfeng is missing presumed dead
>Millions of the seekers have been destroyed or damaged beyond repair
>Unconfirmed reports that the pdf and orks are cooperating
>Some IDIOT BOMBED THE GOD-MACHINE
>AND THERE ARE ORKS ON THE ARK MECHANICUS
Caution: Binary Processing Unit experiencing extreme temperatures! Please reduce load!
>...
>...
Combat subroutines loaded. Do you wish to enable safety settings Y/N?
[N]
>I AM GOING TO SERVITORISE WHOEVER IS RESPONSIBLE MYSELF

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>>97542220
>Be High Hierarch Xi Jingping
>Oh great situation keeps growing in oddity
>Not only do we have a Tau fleet being reported in by Pindoudou
>But now a new Ark Mechanicus and some Rogue Trader is heading to Hive Kong
>By me grant me strength
>Keep on my usual calm face
>Can't let my guard down
>Between all the new arrivals and the cults I might just have to open up the dam
>Sweep it all away in radioactive and heavily polluted water
>Only way this could get worse is if somehow the former High Hierarch Kong Qiu returned
>Like thats goi-
>The Palace begins to shake
>Pindoudou reports tremors are coming from the lower part of the Palace
>What in the actual fuck?

>Be Kong Qiu, High Hierarch of Chyna Secondus, descendant of Saint Jia Xichun (on my mothers side)
>Well despite Zilus hesitation seems the dolmen gate Zhoubi mentioned being under the Palace worked
>Even better didn't get vaporised for not being a Necron
>A bunch of palace guards stand before me and my companions
>Shocked at my return and at Zhoubi standing next to me
>I slam the end of my talisman covered staff onto the ground
"Hear me, I Kong Qiu have returned to lead my people once more. When I left this planet I was young and unwise. But through meditation and journeying across The Jade Emperor's path, I have finally gained the wisdom necessary to bring our world and people back to greatness"
>The palace guards bow down as the last of the Măo branch exit the dolmen gate
>Zhoubi uses his Cryptek powers to close the gate
"Rise now, I require an update as to what is going on"
>And with that, the men rise and escort me to the command centre of the Palace
>At my side following close are Zilu of the Măo and Zhoubi the Cryptek who I somewhat befriended whilst on my travels
>Hes the last of his dynasty known as the Samsāra dynasty
>Funnily enough Chyna Secondus is his dynasty's home world
>Though all that remains of the tomb are the odd dolman gate and the blackstone pillars in the wastes

>>97548977
>>97548822
>>97548753
>>97547437
>>97545878
(Boy did i miss alot)
>be Company Commander Axum'Kaleb
>we followed the plan of escorting Lt Tom and his forces to the Auspex array before peeling off towards hive Bei'jing
>reports are that the hell blades have engaged a squadron
>"Aquila" squadron
>I shall pray to the light of vulkan and the God Emperor they are victorious
>but somehow dispite the lack of air traffic and assault it take quite a long time to reach hive Bei'jing
>is that how thr angry marines in the drop pods felt?
>we finally land and I can see the relief on Ta'Shawns face as I take command
>I also wince as I see that relief turn to shock, rage, misery, then his usual stoicism as I tell him he must take command of the battle barge and engage the tau fleet
>I can see he wants to ask "how" "why" and many other questions but we are space marines our duty is first and foremost
>as the thunderhawk takes off for orbit I have Aftse begin "rad tests" onto the pdf starting with the hierarchs
>the explanation Tam gave about genestealers would explain much about the state of Chyna's defenses
>I also once the Auspex array is operational begin speaking to the new arrivals
>everything is going well enough dispite the glares im getting from high Hierarch Xi when the foundation shakes
>another attack by the daemons and cultists
>reports through the local guard PDF vox state a Kong Qiu has returned
>Xi goes pale
>I have no time for local politics
>then the reports speak of a metal skeleton with him that can use green "magic"
>THAT does require investigation
>I ready my bolter. 2 squads of tactical marines and the remaining terminators as we go to meet this "true high hierarch" before he can enter the command center

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>>97547140
>>97547209
>>97547722
>be Spencer
>that son of a bitch
>that old ought to have been interned in a dreadnought son of a bitch did it
>he did plan b
>as i go to break the vent open I come face to face with Priscilla
>I manage to clasp a hand over her mouth before she screams
>also I don't question why she's dressed as a cat and has a tail plugged up her ass
>ive been her handler/babysitter long enough to know this is routine for her at this point
>actually if my emotions weren't deadened by the endless wear of my missions I'd be proud she was trying to escape on her own
>still putting her in the rescue sack though
>just easier to keep track of her that way
>between the moans and shutters of these vents which I am becoming horribly aware that the reason the fortress didn't kill me or alert anyone that im here is because this is something pleasurable for the fortress the more I move around
Gonnaneedalotoffenrissaleforthisone.stupidspacemarinelivers
>and the sounds outside I'm pretty sure going out the front door is a death sentence or worse
>I fucking hate the alpha legion

>>97548977
>>97549354
>Be High Hierarch Xi Jingping
>No no no no
>How the fuck is he back?!
>I have been in this position ever since he left two decades ago (Chynese time)
>And now he a descendant of Jia Xichun comes right back
>No I won't have it
>But the vox reports speak of a metal skeleton with him
>And the Marines just left the room to investigate him
>Good maybe they'll decide to kill him there and then
>After all being with a metal skeleton that uses green magic must be heresy in some way shape or form!
>I recline back into my chair as I continue to bicker with the other Hierarchs mostly surrounding the return of Kong Qiu

>Be Kong Qiu
>As the guards lead me to the control room Zilu alerts me
"My Lord Astartes up ahead, two whole squads and a couple in terminator plate"
>I look forward and see them
>Scions of Vulkan, The Covenant of Fire
>I tap my staff against the ground
>The Palace guards stop in their tracks as do the Măo and Zhoubi
"Astartes, I am honoured to meet such noble sons of the Promethium Drake on my home world"
>I stand before them and kneel showing my respect
>As do the Măo and the Palace guards
>Zhoubi doesnt seeing as hes a necron but does put his staff down as a show of non hostility
>I then rise to my feet
"I am Kong Qiu, High Hierarch of Chyna Secondus, descendant of Saint Jia Xichun and a philosopher in the ways of virtue and The Jade Emperor. With me are the Heishou of the Măo branch and Cryptek Zhoubi, the last Necron of the extinct Samsāra dynasty. I have returned as my long pilgrimage is complete and I have come to save my home and its people of who are all equal under the light of The Jade Emperor. Or as you would call him in accordance to the Promethium creed, The Emperor of Mankind."
>I hope the Marines appreciate my sense of openness with them

(For clarification the philosophy is Confucianism as Kong Qiu is Confucius birth name was)

>>97548753
>Be Lord Peregrine Walter Horatio Mycroft Ponsonby-Bannerman, Rogue Trader of most considerable reknown
>Verily, I had anticipated a most seamless disembarkation.
>Instead, my cargo vessels suffered nigh unto destruction from aerial assault.
>By the grace of my private fighter corps, the majority of these ruffians were dissuaded from their mischief.
>Yet, a peculiar malady afflicts this orb, distinct from the locals' uncouth disposition, though they ought to cultivate a more refined civility.
>Indeed, this Hive Kong emanates radiation levels uncommonly elevated for such a world.
>But no matter, the tea manufactory resides upon a higher stratum of this hive, affording us relative safety.
>The scheme unfolds thus: my Praetorian guard shall ensure passage to and from the factory to the landing terminus.
>For the cleansing of the factory, I have procured the services of Drookian specialists.
>Droll fellows they are; though trousers they will not don, the scarlet uniform becomes them handsomely.
>With the depot secured, we shall commence the transference of tea, in such quantities as possible, unto my flagship: the Grand Cruiser HMS Starbound Sovereign.
>Thereafter, I shall engage in a forthright discourse with whomever or whatsoever masquerades as the local governor, for this transcends a mere service cessation, constituting a breach of contract, involving none less than a bearer of the Emperor's own trade warrant.
>The landing vicinity teems with scarlet-clad gentlemen, each crowned with a pith helmet, and their conveyances; I myself shall traverse in my Rollius-Roycius Mk. VI (Armoured configuration).
>Ere we coalesce into a column, I shall address the assembled ranks.
Now then, my good fellows, you are aware of the stakes at issue; our tea provisions must be safeguarded. Form ranks, and may the Emperor watch over us as we secure his most cherished beverage: Tea!
>Though now I must consider an alternative supplier.

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>>97547788

>be Felinid Lt. Tom
>be in yet another fire fight for the control room for the Auspex Array
>this time against Tau pathfinders and Xeno-loving rebels
>they of course unleash a hail of plasma fire when elevator doors open
>the PDF troopers get mowed down almost instantly
>which is good given that I'm sure they are gene-steeler cultists
>mange to wacky what i think is the Tau squad leader with my Hot-Shot Lasrifle
>the rest pin me down with plasma fire after ward
>that must have really pissed them off
>reach for one of my frag grenades
>nothing
>what?
>look down at my belt
>ALL of the grenades I brought are gone
>I didn't use any earlier
>wait... oh hell no
>that Fraking ratling did not just steal my grenades when I was not looking
>got to finish this fight fast... I need to find wherever Tam ran off to
>my thoughts get interrupted by one of the xeno loving traitors
"fOr ThE gReAtEr GoOd! FoR cOmRaDe Pol- ACk"
>xeno loving retard tried flanking me
>just shoot him with my Hot-shot Lasrifle for his trouble

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>>97550057
>>97549354
>be Company Commander Axum'Kaleb
>"Astartes, I am honoured to meet such noble sons of the Promethium Drake on my home world"
>my helmeted eyes never leave the necron as "Kong Qiu" continues
>"I am Kong Qiu, High Hierarch of Chyna Secondus, descendant of Saint Jia Xichun and a philosopher in the ways of virtue and The Jade Emperor. With me are the Heishou of the Măo branch and Cryptek Zhoubi, the last Necron of the extinct Samsāra dynasty. I have returned as my long pilgrimage is complete and I have come to save my home and its people of who are all equal under the light of The Jade Emperor. Or as you would call him in accordance to the Promethium creed, The Emperor of Mankind."
>I don't speak for a moment
....
....
....
"I am Captain Axum'Kaleb of the 3rd company of the Covenant of Fire Salamander successor chapter, and you have my thanks supposed High Hierarch Kong Qiu for your words have removed ignorance from the possible explanations for your heretical consorting of foul xenos and abandonment of duty as planetary governorship"
>my guard raise their bolters
>and I personally aim at the necrons head
"Now let us see if any other possible excuse remains for your traitor acts before I condem Chyna Secundus to the rule of Xi in its darkest hour"
>the ONLY reason I do not follow the path of the angry marines is that Apothecary Aftse has not reported if any of the hierarchs are tainted with the genestealers kiss
>also I have faced the techno sorcerery of a Cryptek before
>my forces are spread too thin as is, I cannot waste my brothers lives fighting enemies within as well as without

>>97550057
>>97550214
>Be Kong Qiu
>Seems regrettably the Covenant of Fire are not swayed owing to Zhoubi being part of my cohort
>Declaring me a heretic for abandoning my duty 20 years ago (Chynese time) when I was 14 and for having Zhoubi with me
>Under normal circumstances I'd be fine with my execution but he mentions Xi
>As in Xi Jingping
>Seems he slithered his way into High Hierarch
>Even as a boy I knew Xi Jingping was a snake of a man
>How many men who oppose him has he had murdered I wonder?
>I ignore the anger at such a thought
"When I began the pilgrimage I was still a child of 14, my father the previous High Hierarch had perished leaving me as his heir, yet I was too immature and not yet ready. So when I left on my pilgrimage I left the position of High Hierarch to my Uncle, though seeing as Xi Jingping is currently the High Hierarch, I am assuming my uncle either died or was voted out by the other Hierarchs. As for Zhoubi, he is here as he is the only way of utilising the blackstone pillars in the waste lands effectively if we are to ensure the Arch enemy is defeated. Whilst the likes of Belisarius Cawl has worked with similar pillars, to minimise potential loss of the Planetary population I suggest allowing Zhoubi the ability to preform the task of turning the pillars on"
>Zhoubi then speaks
"This world was once Samsāra now it is Chyna Secondus. Do not fret all my kin who once slept here are dead, they died whilst trying to wake up and leaving only me. The pylons out in the wastelands are your only chance to ensure a complete defeat of the Immaterium in this sector. Cut it off from there and you'll have an easier time purging the cults. I also detect there being psykers of the tyranid worshipping variety so cutting them off from calling a hive fleet would benefit you. Especially seeing as you seem to be reduced in your strength"
>He says this in a far more clinical way then I can but he's right on the pylons
>I have seen them work once before
Cont

>>97550372
>and Zhoubi is right in saying how we need to cut the warp off the prevent the Arch enemy and the tyranid threat from getting victory
"Ultimately I leave the decision to you Astartes, as the creations of the God Emperor you know more then I a mere man could ever know in terms of what the Emperor wants. But I ask you this. In times of crisis against two overwhelming enemies, what would the Emperor who loves humanity do? For I think he'd accept the use of one alien in order to save millions. It is partially also a thought process used by certain sects of Inquisitorial thinking. But as I said, I leave this decision up to you"

>>97550116
>>97547788
>be Tiny Tam
>running (or crawling) for my life between firing las-shot at bounding balls of metal and disease is not how id thought my life would end
>if was taking bets id figure the mirror would have been it
>right after execution for psyker powers and starving to death on Nordica II
>I feel my foot get stuck in the wires as I slam and hit my head on a metal pipe
>ow
>swing to the right as I open fire popping one of the daemon things
Surrender to the blessing of death, little one
>oh great a new voice
>"shut up"
Rude. I'm here to make this all easier you don't want to be around when what happens happens
>"I said shut up. You voices only speak lies"
First off don't compare me to that prissy degenerate
Second it didn't lie it just bent the truth
>I focus on shooting its trying to get me to slip up
Ignoring me isn't going to work either but I can see your busy so ill make it easier for us to talk
>the daemons just... stop moving?
>"w-what?"
Im doing you a favor and overriding their orders from the daemonsmiths
>"the who?"
Doesn't matter don't worry they haven't even made planet fall yet the bigger thing is you need to stall whats going to happen
>"liar"
DONT CALL ME A LIAR YOU LITTLE SHIT
>my entire head feels like its about to burst. My nose bleeds and I throw up all over myself
Sorry...sorry..almost lost my cool there
The point is that there are some well meaning hut rather stupid people on the planet who are going to turn on something called Blackstone pylons you have no idea what those are right?
>I just lay there trying to recover my bodily functions
Yeah you're like 10 sure you don't anyways if they do that some relics that prissy bitch made are going to stop working too and NOBODY in this galaxy wants that
>"akkhksnkmmmmph"
Focus kid, repeat what I said
>"blacgkh stone baddsu"
Close enough. Anyways I can see you're in bad shape so ill let you recover
And if my grandkids finish you off
Well sorry
(1/2)

>>97550526
>everything snaps back into place as the tiny daemons snap out of whatever held them back as the see me as easy pickings
>I try to grab my laspistol but I don't have the strength to aim it as they close in
>I close my eyes and pray its quick
>suddenly two thin hands scope me up from one of the vent covers
>its the longshanks abhuman who got left behind in the vox array
"I f-found her S-sir!"
>I can hear plasma fire as im dragged someplace behind a make shift baracade
>"need...vox..."
>"dont...teust...blagk stone"
>everything hurts
>I miss the old voice
>this planet has only let me hear the bad voices
>is there really a planet the Emperor's fluffy tail can't reach?
>I want to go home
>but i don't even have a home to want to go to
>darkness takes me as I pass out
>I couldn't even deliver the message right..
(2/2)

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>>97548822
>>97547588
>be Steve the enginseer
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>currently be spinning like a rotopus in the yellow river
>something grabbed the ork then either got hit by a artillery shell or the ork blew it up as the marauder bomber spins across the runway
>if I did not replace my stomach (then lose it with my lower half) id vomit
>the pilots seem as scared as I do as we all hang on for dear life
>thankfully once the screaming, roaring flames, screeching metal dies down
>it seems we're alive
HALLELUJAH.BINARICVOX
>sudden ping from a SECOND arc mechanicus
"Archmagos Armonk of Holy Mars would like to communicate with magos Baoyuanfeng"
"Archmagos Armonk of Holy Mars would like to investigate the recent Sweeper model servitor activations"
"Archmagos Armonk of Holy Mars would like to know your location"
"Archmagos Armonk of Holy Mars would like to know your location"
"Archmagos Armonk of Holy Mars would like to know your location"
>silently close my noosphere connection
>settings > connection >profile > privacy
>confirm
>...
>...
IM DOOMED

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>>97550372
>>97550214
>be Company Commander Axum'Kaleb
>heavy is the weight of command
>I have had to decide the fate of worlds before but never at the risk of the chapter itself
>to ceasefire with the xenos is not unheard of in the age of the dark imperium but this goes beyond that
>the lord commanders choice to use Cawls Blackstone pylons nearly led to rebellion from the more puritan aspects of the imperium
>yet the things this "High Hierarch" speaks of and with such confidence astounds me
>i find it hard to argue against him
>my duty is clear
>I should execute him here and now and his necron ally yet...
>I breathe heavy and lower my bolter
"You will be presented before the hierarchs and offer your plan before them. The XENO will remain with my honor guard where he will be watched closely and I will question him further personally. Make no mistake Kong Qiu. You do NOT know the Emperor's will and the discussion of your absence WILL be investigated throughly by the inquistor on this planet, I shall make sure of it. If the hierarchs approve your plan then we shall see about offering aid but I do not put trust in the kindness of xenos especially those of the necron dynasties to whom all life is considered foe"
>the space marines lower their weapons and we turn to allow the "High Hierarch" to step into the forbidden palace
>may Vulkan guide my choices and tempted my steel

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>>97551317
>>97550372
>>97550214
>>97548822
>>97550526
>Be Archmagos Armonk
>Dispatching Skitarii maniples to the major hive cities to bring the manufactorums under our control
>Also gathering what we can of the seeker remains so I may study them when things have quieted down
>Some marshals report chaos taint on recovered subjects, indications of a major corruptive source or infection vector
>Another concern added to the growing risk assessment list
>Better not risk it, order the skitarii to shoot any psykers or mutants on sight
>We can dissect the bodies later
>Arrive at the main spire of Hive Bei'jing
>Which is different from Spire Bei'jing
>Some idiot named the Command Hive and the Command Spire of a different hive the same thing
[Paracetomol Administered]
>Shoot the orderly who refuses to fetch the Astartes and High Hierarch "due to lacking proper authorisation" and order a servitor to do it
>Head to the central command room and plug myself into the planetary systems
>Which I first have to purge of innumerable chaos trojan programs that have been laying dormant for Omnissiah knows how long
>Now to look for Magos Baoyuanfeng
Searching...
Searching...
Search 79% complete...
Searching...
No items match your search.
>Resist the urge to damage a holy cogitator
>Search the list of Mechanicus personnel on the planet
>Notice an enginseer assigned to Baoyuanfeng's workshop with an inactive noosphere connection near Hive Kong
>Remote override re-active the link
>It's missing it's lower body but is otherwise active
>Dispatch a Skitarii recovery team to bring it in for interrogation
>Also dispatch more teams to the Auspex Array because somebody turned it off
>Don't even bother looking at what's going on in the first Ark Mechanicus my heart is not due for replacement for another decade and I would like to keep it that way

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>>97552025
>>97550372
>>97550526
>>97550116
>>97550081
(and a bunch more)
>Moon Hoang'e and Couyi
>two small orbs hanging over the black smogged sky of Chyna Secundus
>once they were rumored to be the Mother and Aunt of Saint Jia Xichun
>lost children of the Jade Emperor
>keepers of his celestial power
>when they fell in love with mortal men and birthed the saints they were cursed to remain in the sky as the twin moons of the planet to see their children reborn and die again and again for foolish mortals
>a poignant tale for the corpse worshiping fools back in the day i suppose
>now they are little more than ports in the black void for the mechanicus and navigator House Miser
>but the void has eyes
>and a small part of it lives and breathes below
>its why our master sent us
>why we silenced the vox array with bound glitchlings and allowed the tau to claim it by surprise
>why we covered the approach of their fleet while our own ships stayed hidden on the dark side of the moons
>why we left the endless soul forges and steel hell of his realm
>from the moment he stepped onto our league ship
>with one hand unwound the ancestor core
>and gave us a choice to cannibalize it and live or serve it and die
>those who were proud and honorable died standing and fighting
>the rest of us survived and learned why he needed us
>he is the devil of machines
>the soon to be 5th god of chaos
>we are the league of Vashtor
>and we have come to barter with the black dragon
>wait the space marine chapter?
>i look to Helsmith Droath who shakes her head
"no they just call themselves that"
>well thats just confusing
>regardless the dropship lands far far far in the wasteland
>where the black stone towers of Jianshi stand like teeth of a broken god
>why not call themselves the onyx dragon thats much more unique...
>frakking umgi...
>i hope for their sake this "black dragon" does not regret wasting the Ashen ForgeLord's time.
>or to be more direct
>wasting MY time
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>>97552135
>the foolish umgi of the Heishou Măo appear confused
>they did not expect us clearly
"leave 恶魔族"
>"i do not speak to chaff, i am here to speak with your master"
"Lord Kong does not speak to your kind"
>"no, but she does"
>before they can react the consort of the lost High Hierarch ends their lives
>his loyal bodyguard and confidant
>i suppose when he learns what she TRULY is it might break his heart
>how delightfully cruel
>i nod my head to her as those loyal to her turn on their kin securing the forward blackstone base
>i imagine he was quite proud to have captured this place for when he won the support of those in the capital
>but all plans are made to be broken save those of my master
>"Hello, Black Dragon Zetian"
>my lord wants the dying breath of a god and i will give it to him


sorry for not being in the thread much my computer conked out so thanks to all anons who kept the thread alive during my absence, but im back and im cooking- Zheng anon

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>>97544045
>>97547377
>>97547579
>>97547722
>Be Zheng Sow
>sometimes things just work out you know?
>as im opening fire with my new heavy weapon the Slaangors who were apart of Yi's ambush come back with the Rutting Pole
>the guy they tied to it apparently finishes whatever he was doing
>HUGE burst of Slaanesh energy
>not as widespread as whatever caused the Sweeper infection but its pretty potent stuff right now
>the very air swims with unknowable colors and hearts beat to maddingly catchy rhythms that cause painful contractions
>the D canon the Schlick commander is using starts firing warp magic even faster
>a dropship carrying Tarellians turns into a giant jar filled with some unknown fluid and falls from the sky
>the Slaangors are going wild and tearing off in every direction
>the daemon engines roar to life and start tearing at the walls of Xia'an
>even the Deflowered fortress itself is twitching and firing off new daemon magic weapons left and right
>i can feel my weapon change from a regular Bolter into a new daemon weapon
>ooooh baby doll
>push my ammo honkey off
>"go suck off the banner pole sacrifice or something, if this power stops we tie you to it and ill have the entire Twin Bulls cult run a train on all 5 of your holes"
>i dont think about how i still can't feel Yi even with all this Slaanesh energy pooling and pulsing as the dark prince's attention for the briefest moment is on the world of Chyna Secundus, on us...
>on meeeee
>i hold the trigger and just ride the wave of endless agony, blissful sensation as i lead the charge into the 3 temple cities
>its time to turn the tide of this siege

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>>97550116
>>97545172
>be Bilby Bagend
>so remember back at manufactorum 13 i said we were about an 8 on the shite scale
>we are now at 12
>outta 10
>Meat Shield and the rest of the Emperor's Forsaken pushed up to aid the trapped PDF
>guess what?
>frakking genestealer cultists trying to ambush us
>as we pushed back to get better firing lines
>THE FRAKKING TAU CAME UP THE LIFT
>all that fancy tech and you still use a lift?
>arseholes
>so now we're stuck between two shite options that both want a piece of us
>again!
>thankfully those fancy tau grenades bought us some time as they blinded the traitor PDF
>also the second the genestealers turned on us the fortress Diaoyu jagoffs tried to turn on us too but the ogryn just broke their spines like cheap corpse ration packs
>we've been stuck taking potshots down the halls for the last however many hours since we left the Fuzzytails
>playing cards with Luna the nightstalker Vox operator
>who sucks at cards since im cleaning her out
>maybe she's worried for her longshanks girlfriend or whatever
>im sure she's having an easier time than we are
>Mud opens fire with his ripper gun again
>tsk
>we're never getting to that tank depot are we
>suddenly the vox starts working again
>oh shite guess they fixed the Auspex array
>now we can call for back up from the Fuzzy tails and...
>pathfinders huh.
>at least it can't get worse
>suddenly hear loud cursing from Mud
>"ab-ab abomb-abomban- ab ah zog it BIG GUY!"
>everyone who was taking 5 minute naps, counting ammo, praying, or in the case of meat shield muttering to herself about shit luck freeze as we all start pouring as much ammo in both directions as we begin a rapid tactical retreat (or charge if you're the tau's perspective) back the way we came
>start dropping the fuzzytail's frags like an ogyrn with the rutz as we boldly flee towards the best firing line we can manage while a horde of mutant muscle men with power hammers chase us down a hallway
>never a dull moment

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>>97552135
>>97550526
>>97550372
>be Chanixi Zetian
>i am the Black Dragon
(no relation to gweilo space marines)
>once my siblings and I were the only successful members of the Chén branch
>tasked with protecting the Jia family
>i remember meeting them
>kneeling in front of the last royal family members
>i was youngest and smallest
>yet he picked me to serve as his shadow
>his
>friend...
>Kong Qiu
>i remember being in the royal gardens with him
>learning to smile
>how i miss those days
>i remember his mourning when his father passed and he had to leave for his pilgrimage
>i wished to leave with him but his uncle denied me saying he needed me by his side to prevent rebellion
>really he just valued my beauty and wished to savor it for himself
>i shed no tears when he died to Xi Jingping
>yet when we learned of the many cults that infested the great land of Chyna i found one of the dark relics laid in the Spire
>two vials of distilled peach blossom that granted eternal life yet left the tongue bitter and black
>Kong knew there was only one path to eternal life and it belonged to the jade emperor, taking one to uncover the secrets of its origin
>the other he left to me
>yet all eyes of the court were on its prize
>however it was the foe i expected least that forced my hand
>Kongs brother Feng Meng Qi
>in the scuffle i drank the potion to keep him from it
>in his rage he pushed me and i grappled him
>we both fell from Spire Bei'jing
>i do not know why it is called that
>i lived
>Feng Meng died
>i fled
>when Kong returned with the secret of the elixir was i lied it had been taken
>not because i love him so though i do
>but because some small part
>a dark seed that has only grown in my soul
loved the taste of a dying god.
>the power
>the strength
>i will ascend as the black moon dragon
>my followers secretly laid within the Heishou houses will see to it
>when i am above it all i will reach down to my beloved Kong
>to rule forever
>and earn his love

>>97550526
>>97552479

>be Felinid Lt. Tom
>still defending the Auspex Array control from the Tau and their sympathizers
>fight is starting to wind down|
>the Tau have lost all of their rebel sympathizers
>most of them having no clue how to fight
>Throne, most of them looked like spoiled rich kids from the upper hive... with septum rings for some reason
>that leaves a few Pathfinders still standing
>get an idea
>have my Felinids and the nightstalkers suppress the Tau
>while I activate my new power-sword and flank the damned xenos
>the poor fools don't see me coming until its too late
>the first attempts to raise his pulse-carbine at me, but it force it aside and plunge my active power-sword straight through
>the last two panic and attempted to open fire
>I use the Tau I just killed as a meat shield and close the distance two
>throw the dead Tau at his two comrades
>first falls to the ground, the second stumbles backwards
>I slice his weapon in two and lop it's head off with my power-sword
>the last one, struggling to get his dead friend of him I just stab in the skull
>with that, the fight is over for now...
>then I hear that longshanks over my vox bead
"I f-found her s-sir!"
>she found Tam! Thank the Emperor
>upon her return I can see that Tam is passed out... again
>about to try to wake her up when I hear the Emperor's Forsaken over the vox
>they are under heavy fire from both Tau and Gene-steelers
>great just great
>send my Felinids and the rest of the Emperor's Forsaken to bust them out of trouble
>now... time to wake Tam up
>I set Tam down on a chair... and place my Data-slate on the table next to her
"Come on Tam... I need you to wake up!"

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>>97553081
>>97552479
>>97550526
>be Riena
>im a long shanks
>a mutant that supposedly was born from very low or zero gravity
>i dont know why we were dumped here then
>we're clumsy and more time than not hit our heads on things
>but still the packmaster has watched out for us
>made sure we had roles so the commissar couldn't execute us come purge time
>got us all in spare bunks during the Sweeper nights
>but no matter how you cut it we dont do well fighting in areas where the higher you are in the air the more toxins there are
>well there is one thing i guess we can do
>vents are eaiser to reach through when you're mostly arm
>after the Lt Fuzzytail realized he lost the little Fuzzytail i had a pretty good idea where she went
>where all small people go when they want to hide
>or chase things if you're brave
>im not brave so i dont know
>i havent even told Luna that i like her
>we get shot at on a daily basis and i can't get the guts to admit that
>how weak is that right?
>anyways i found the little Fuzzytail getting chased by
>well i dont know what they are
>its like the nurglings from the Kovid purges but mixed with tech priest snot
>i punt one and rush back behind the line
>she's in rough shape
>covered in her own blood from her nose and vomit
>i work to clean her up while he tries to get her to wake up
>i look over at the data slate
++ DNA Test result for: Lt.Tom // Pvt. Tam // Paternal DNA Probability: 99.99%++
>awwww
>ooohhhhhh
>is this one of those conflict of interest things?
>"s-sir...you need to prepare the troops t-to help the Emperor's Forsaken i-i promise...ill help her"
>i spent a lot of time looking over the medicae tents during our time at the base camp
>i can do this
>i WILL do this
>i can help too
>i use my own uniform to dry her blood and sit her upright so she doesnt choke
>look around
>nightstalkers and Fuzzytails prepering to help the retreat
>we're never going to find that tank depot the pack master is worried about...

>>97547377
>>97552251
>Be Schlick Recruit Victoria
>I am still holding the ammo box, watching the big mutant fiddle with her heavy bolter when I notice a nearby cluster of mutants get extra excited about something
>One of them is carrying this big banner pole with six big banners and a huge golden symbol attached to it
>I think there is someone attached to the front of the symbol, but it is hard to tell from this angle
>Six continuous bolts of pink lightning are coming out of the golden symbol, or maybe even coming out of the person attached to it, and ripping holes in reality itself!
>I am only vaguely aware that such things were even possible, for Warp travel obviously, but I can’t think of any other way to describe it
>There are these glowing rifts just floating in midair, comprised of colors that my brain can’t comprehend, and everything around me just seems much more vibrant and squiggly somehow, like that time I had a bad reaction to shrooms
>The big mutants are going wild and start running off in all directions
>A four story tall...thing... runs right past us and demolishes the gatehouse that was blocking the end of the street
>Past the gatehouse is parkland filled with flower gardens, small shrines, and fish ponds, and past the parkland are some fuckhuge walls with lots of guns poking out of them
>The four story thing, which resembles a Knight from the front, and a pink nude woman with a tail from behind, runs right up to the walls and starts ripping into them with its six arms ending in mechanical claws the size of trucks
>A sucking-crunching noise nearby brings me back to reality briefly, and I drop the ammo box in shock as I notice the heavy bolter the mutant was carrying is turning into something resembling the offspring of a crab, a bunch of swords, and a giant penis
>The mutant pushes me hard enough that I fall on my ass, and says something about sucking off the banner or being raped

>>97553327
>Neither option seems particularly bad in my altered state of mind
>I think I have some scrapes on my butt from when I fell, and I partially tore out my nipple piercing when I dropped the ammo box, but neither injury hurts, in fact, they both feel quite pleasurable
>I stumble my way over to the banner, everything becomes more dreamlike and unreal with every step I take
>There is load music coming from somewhere which makes my nose bleed and my body vibrate in all the right places
>Up close the banner is so unreal I can’t tell if I am still dreaming because I am not sure even I could come up with something like this
>The six banners show flickering scenes so intense and perverse that my brain simply blocks them out
>The gold symbol consists of a large disk and two crescents upon which is bound spread eagle a roughly human figure
>It is mostly female, but aside from the dicks, it has a certain maleness to it that is hard to define
>Clusters of tentacles have replaced its eyes, tongue, hands, feet, and grow at the base of its massive cocks, of which it has three though they are partially fused together
>Three sets of heavy breasts pierced with heavy silver grow from a chest that seems to be struggling for air, and there is a faint pink glow coming from within its skull, its rib cage, and its large balls
>Its face looks vaguely familiar, but I am not sure from where
>The big mutants around the banner seem to know what I am there for and one of them lifts me by my bottom so my face is level with the thing’s groin
>I can barely fit one tip in my mouth, but the results are electrifying, it tastes like raw power
>And I can’t get enough of it

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>>97550387
>>97552025
>>97552122
>Be Kong Qiu
"Very well, Zhoubi stay with the Marine honour guard, Heishou, guards rise to your feet"
>We move forwards lead by the astartes to the command centre of the Forbidden palace
>Within this red chamber I see them all
>The Hierarchs, Magos Pindoudou, Xi Jingping, Jin Lamas and Song Jian
>Seems some of them havent changed since my father's time
>They stop their bickering and look to me
"Hierarchs I have returned with a plan to help us in our effort of reclaiming this world from the enemy"
>They look to each other
>then Xi Jingping speaks
"Lord Kong, we welcome you back to your home but surely a man like you who has been away so long has no clue on what the situation truly is correct?"
>Xi's words are full of spite and venom no matter how hard he hides it behind a facade of concern
>We are interrupted when a new face enters
>He does not speak but rather plug himself into the command centre's massive Planetary computer
>Not a bad idea getting a Magos to do that, Pindoudou doesnt seem happy to be upstaged in the magos department
>Regardless I let him be
"So young Lord what is this plan of yours?"
>Song Jian asks
>I place my hand on the display of the world and point to the Jianshi black towers
"Here are ancient necron pylons from when this world was once known as Samsāra, my plan is to turn them on to starve both the Arch enemy and the genestealer cults from being able to psychically connected with their respective foul masters. In exchange for cutting our own psychic power off we'll be removing their abilities to call reinforcements or to summon forth anything."
>The room begins to bicker again
>Then Xi speaks again
"Im assuming that's the reason the Marines are staring that necron down with such hate? Well Kong Qiu haven't you been a busy little heretic, your uncle and father would surely despise you for such a dishonourable act"
>I do not let those words build anger in me, to rise now would condemn this world
Cont

>>97553338
"I dont mind the plan, I've been wanting to investigate those pillars for years"
>Pindoudou puts his vote to my plan
>Xi glares daggers at the Magos
>It is true, I remember Pindoudou begging father countless times to let him study the towers
>Then Song Jian rises
"I put my vote towards the pylon plan, if it'll mean an easier time of eliminating the enemy and keeping more of our population alive for manufactorums then it is worth it"
>I smile as he sits back down
>Only Jin and Xi left
>Jin seems hesitant, despite being Hierarch of faith he's always been a wreck
>I think Xi might have had him replace the old Hierarch of Faith
>Speaking of Xi he speaks
"As High Hierarch of the Chyna Secondus, I vote in favour of your plan, the situation requires a touch of outside the box thinking"
>And with that Jin speaks up
"I vote in favour of the plan"
>He then reclines back into his chair
>Well then seems like I'll be going to Jianshi
"All I require is some transport shuttles to the blackstone towers as well as Zhoubi"

>Be Xi Jingping
>This swine how dare he!
>and the Marines didn't kill him!
>Ok that's it
>Im moving the plan forward
>But I'll do it once we have confirmation of him landing at the towers
>I'll crush him under the force of the waves
>For now keep calm and let him do his thing
>The young lord should have never returned and his uncle was a fool
>He should have been more careful when taking a stroll through the gardens
>A man that age was prone to nasty falls and drowning in the garden pond
>The Nephew too will drown but rather then the calm waters, he will drown under the filth
>Its so deviously evil, good work Xi
>Thank you Xi, you are very handsome and smart
>Like wise Xi

>>97552122
>>97551317
>>97547588
>>97547544
>be skitarii cohort Ranger Q-123155XX
>the ArchMagos has given us an order to locate a Enginseer
>reports are that it is near the aeronautical base in Hive Kong
>deploy in full force as reports are Metalica has a force here as well
>their ark mechanicus destroyed a God Engine
>if i was allowed to feel emotions i might return horror, dismay, and smug satisfaction
>my emotional vaults do not allow it but i would if i were allowed which i am not so i do not but theoretically speaking
>dislike Metalica
>since they botched that tomb world conquest
>i lost many code mates
>Holy Mars Skitarii do not have friends we are allowed however to group in terms of similar designations
>for morale
>i lost many on that tomb world
>regardless we land and find strange tyranid bioforms
>i send this data to the Archmagos most holy
>we find the wounded enginseer in a ruined bomber
>as well as many meatbags
>actually several meatbags including sentinels
>those flamers are not regulation of holy mars
>i send this data to the Archmagos most holy
>and the local pdf guard the "Heishou Wu" appear to have some sort of medical device, rumors of the biological heresy of Chyna Secundus...
>i send this data to the Archmagos most holy
>the air field is in ruins
>between the ork corpses, stranger genestealer variants, and non regulation weapons and tatics used by the locals
>there is going to be much work to do here
>i send this data to the Archmagos most holy as we take both halfs of the tech priest
>one requests aid for his wounded commander
>...
>...
>i shall process this request
>please wait
>as we process we load up the enginseer into the Archaeopter
>request complete resuming standby mode
>for the Archmagos most holy

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>Be me
>Gobba da shoota
>Krumpiest git in da crew
>And now dat da kaptin isn't returning me calls, Iz guess I'm in charge here
>Ow, me ead...
>When da big flashy thing went off da building I woz in collapsed
>And Iz only just woken up
>Zog it, dere's no more fight
>Ah well, back to lootin I guess
>Da hive don't have much in da way of defences so wez pretty much got control of da place it seems
>Maybe dere's some of those fighy lookin' gits still about but I ain't troubled about dem no more
>Walk over to da mekboys workshop to see how eez doin
>Though I don't think da place is supposed to be glowin...

>Be me
>Mekboy tinka
>ZOGGIN HELL
>Caught sight of da tellyporter flash before the titan blew up
>So Iz don't know where da kaptin is right now, but I guess ee's still alive somewhere
>But it don't matter
>BECAUSE DA NUKE DISTURBED MY SUPER NUKE
>AND NOW IT'S GLOWIN AND HEATIN UP
>ITZ NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THAT
>WEZ GOTTA MOVE IT BEFORE IT BLOWS US UP
>Or run away but iz won't get to see it blow if iz got my back turned
>Turn around and see Gobba pokin' 'is head around da corner
>Grab him and tell him to get all the boyz
>Cos iz got a cunning plan, see?
>Wez got these tunnels underneath us that link all da hive cities
>Iz took a scan with me scanny thing when wez was on the ship
>So wez got to move da bomb to another hive city, run away, den watch it blow up
>And den find da Kaptin
>YOUZ GOT THAT GOBBA?
>He nods 'is head so iz get to work addin a timer so itz don't blow up on us
>Timer reads an hour, then a day, then 3 seconds
>So dat means itz workiN
>but if someone hitz it wez all gonna meet gork and mork
>So i tellz da boys to cover it in squigs because dere soft and squigy
>Then they begin movin' it into the tunnels...

>Be Lord Peregrine Walter Horatio Mycroft Ponsonby-Bannerman, Rogue Trader
>At present, I am proceeding from the aerodrome to the tea manufactorum.
>The armoured column is performing well, the chimeras and hellhounds are quickly clearing a path
>By the emperor this place is even more a pile of scarp than most ordinary hive cities.
>But nevermind that, got to keep a stiff upperlip and all that
>Arrive at the tea manufactorum
>Or perphaps it might be better to say what passes of a tea manufactorum around these parts.
>Mine estamation of the locals of this here world is steadily decreasing
>What manner of sloppy construction is this?
>And where are the guards?
>Do they not know that tea is the greastest gift the Emperor has bestowed upon men?
>Oh well, it seem I need to clear out the factorum my self
Now then, men, see to the safeguarding of our environs, and prepare to assail the manufactory forthwith
>The first thing we do is blow open the doors to the shipping depots
>There the tea meant to be shipped is stored
>Jolly good.jpg
>Order it loaded up on the first of the haulers
>when we have secured enough we'll return to the spaceport
>Unfortunatly, the rest of the complex seems to be infested with all sorts of riff-raff
>Orcs, cultists, genestealers, gangers, you name it
>But, to be honest, we only came for the tea, not the manufactorum
>Order the Drookians to assault and take the warhouses
>The rest of the men will destroy the rest of the facility
>That will teach you, to deny me my tea

>>97547977
>>97553378
>Be Wu Baoyu, driver of Tiankui
>The battle has finally cleared up and the area is secure
>Hopefully the staff here appreciate the effort
>A bunch of mechanicus forces come down just as we're cleaning up the area
>They scan everything
>From my sentinel, the bodies, the Heishou
>Two of them take our tech priest
>I asked if they could help patch up Willard but they just fucked off
>Go to the Chimera holding Willard

>Be Captain Willard
>Still in pain from my wounds but patched up
>Wu and the Major visit me
>I'll need to see a proper doctor but field medicine is fine for now
>Bit pissed at learning about how Skitarii came, took our tech priest and fucked off
>Regardless I need to plan the next move

>>97553839
>Be Captain Willard
>Taken over to a cleared out area with a map of the world on it
>Wu and Major Shi are there to help discuss where to move forward to next
>Not exactly sure what's left in the hive to be considered important
>Other then going back to Manufactorums 11 to 13
>Could be worth returning to them to check to see if they're still standing
"Major what's the best course of action to go from here?"

>Be Major Shi Mei, Heishou Wŭ branch
>Asked where we should go next seeing as Hive Kong really doesnt have much left to secure
>Realistically I know I want to go back to Bei'jing in order to defend the Liu family
>They are the ones who we are tasked to defend when not ordered by the council of Hierarchs to do missions for them
"Return back to Fort Wanli, we'll use the vox system to get in contact with our allies and ask if they need help anywhere"
>Willard seems to like the plan as does Wu
>With that all decided, our tech priest gone and Air base secured
>We mount up and begin the ride back to Fort Wanli

>>97553839
>>97553378
>be enginseer steve
>something turned my noosphere connection back on and flooded my membanks with query data leaving me stuck processing
>I vaguely recall being carried by metal hands and dragged from the Marauder
>is
>is nobody going to do anything?
>im placed onto a Skitarii Archaeopter
>as we take off into the air I wonder if this is the Ordo Juris coming to finally punish me for me many sins
>between twitches and alerts i see a few odd pings from my connection to servo skull feng
>as darkness takes me I offer a prayer that the Omniessiah will right click > save on my soul
>after everything that happened on Happy Ending and now this i think I earned that right

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>>97553759
>be private Jenkins of the Drookian Praetorian
>my family always served in the rogue traders service
>BUT
>im the first to rise beyond door operator to the proud Drookian guard
>as we take the tea manufactorum im one of the ones tasked with loading the boxes
>these must be mighty valuable
>more wealth than my family line has ever seen
>a pink flower of some sort is painted on each box as me and some of the other Drookian load them into the chimeras
>"say james you ever wonder what this tea even looks like?"
>look around
>James is gone
>typical leave the lower decker with all the work
>"fine then if im alone i can look myself"
>pull the lid to the side
>it smells...divine
>quickly put the lid back on before im seen
"Ooooooh so naughty"
>leap out of my slacks as I look around
>what in his majesty's name
>im no longer in a chimera loading tea
>where in the eternal empire am I?
"Welcome to the pink rotus tea house and long pig rookhouse. We love you long time..."
>I should really be going but..
>oh look James is there
>and everything smells so good
>I can take..a break


>be Madam Mim Daji
>leader of the Pink Lotus
>most secretive and gluttonous of the cults on Chyna Secundus
>unlike others who rebel and proon we slowly steal souls in the night
>to feast on their blood like ticks while the fatten on tea and "pig"
>we had worked hard to make this tea manufactorum appear abandoned yet these...
>invaders
>arrived to steal our summoning tea
>our relic of the pink lotus lake meant where ever the lotus bloomed we could appear like smoke
>which was one location
>the lake
>lady slaanesh has a sense of humor
>but we found by making the leaves dried and drinkable we could appear anywhere it was smelled, tasted, or consumed
>we HAD planned to release the tea once shipments of all other tea had stopped to spread across the sector
>yet it appears the customer have come to us
So it is time we ensure they enjoy our service to the fullest

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>>97553338
>>97552025
>be Company Comander Axum'Kaleb
>so the high hierarchs have agreed to back the plan of Kong Qiu
>dangerous
>i glare down the necron
"i do not trust you necron, nor do i believe you seek to save this world for any reason altruistically or out of memory of your people, so hear my words WHEN not if but WHEN you betray your true intent i will be there to rip your skull from your body and ensure your true end" >with great reluctance i let him rejoin Kong Qiu
>i step forward
"i request to be apart of the transport shuttles, this is no small undertaking and i will not entrust the fate of this world entirely to necron techno-heresy"
>before we can react the ground rumbles
>a scout marine runs in as the vox explodes
>"Company Comander! the Slaanesh forces have begun some sort of ritual! they are going wild, the walls of Xia'an are fallen and reports are that a major push has made its way all the way to Temple Sun!"
>CURSE IT ALL
>i snarl and order my troops to the counter attack
"this is not over necron..."
>i go to face the enemy
>as we march i send word to Ta'Shawn
"Ta'Shawn, ready the thunderhawk gunship you are to deploy you and what tech priests and brothers with the most experience with necrons to the blackstone pillars at the coordinates i am sending you"
>if i cannot be there to watch this xenos then i will ensure someone i trust IS
>may the God Emperor and the fire of Vulkan forgive me and temper my steel
"and Ta'Shawn? deploy our full remaining strength to Hive Bei'jing..."
>if i have condemned this world to doom it is only fair judgement i face it with my brothers
>as Kaleb would have done

>>97547140
>>97549963
>Be Priscilla, Least Fortunate Woman in the Galaxy
>The daemonettes and officers in the control room seem to be agitated by something and are paying even less attention to me
>Time to take a closer look at these vent grills
>I hunch over to examine the screws attaching the grill to the wall
>Then I hear some sort of noise coming from inside the vent
>I try getting a closer look, when suddenly the grill gets crumpled like paper and pulled back into the vent
>For half a second I see what I think is a Space Marine on his hands and knees before a giant armored hand grabs my entire skull and drags me into the vent
>It is surprisingly warm and slimy in here
>The Space Marine shoves me roughly into some sort of sack, and then pulls it tightly closed, with my limbs trapped in a jumble, my feet near my face (how do they already smell this bad?), and my tail being pulled somewhat, which is uncomfortable given how it is connected to me
>Then my kidnapper/rescuer starts moving very quickly, and I can feel the bag I am in jostled, dragged, and bumped against things constantly
>I stay quiet and pray to anyone listening that this is Spencer rescuing me, and not another one of those situations where some extremely powerful and degenerate individual takes a strong interest in me for no reason

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>>97553363
>>97555452
>Be Kong Qiu
>The captain allows Zhoubi to return to my side
>He also says that if Zhoubi betrays us he'll personally rip his head off
>Zhoubi looks over to me and then back to the map
>The ground rumbles and a scout marine walks in to tell his commander about something awful
>Slaanesh forces conducting a ritual
>The pylons are necessary now
"Before we separate, good luck Captain. May the God Emperor guide your vengeance against the Arch enemy"
>We then part ways
>Heading down to the ships is myself, Zhoubi, the Măo pack and Magos Pindoudou
>We load up and the pilots punch in the coordinates for the blackstone towers
>We are in a combined fleet of a few valkyries and some Arvus lighters
>A thunderhawk will be joining us
>The ships rise once we are all settled in and we head out
>I recount the Sutra of the Jade Emperor as I recall the past
>I once travelled into the waste lands behind my father's back
>I was accompanied by my Chén companion then
>We journeyed to those pillars once
>A simpler time
>When my father died and I left for the pilgrimage, my uncle told her to stay as the Chén guard the Jia family
>I wish she could have journeyed with me
>Especially to uncover the truth of those vials we once found
>I learnt the truth of what it was
>Whilst it might have granted eternal life, it only preserves the body, the soul still erodes overtime as does the mind
>It was The Jade Emperor who told me this when I was on the loneliest planet in the universe
>A planet called The Sorrows, called as such for its dreary weather and for being a Cemetery world
>True immortality in my eyes is by being remembered by those who come after you
>They'll remember your virtue
>And if the mortal man forgets as are all men to do at some point?
>The Eternal Jade Emperor will remember you, for he is the only truly immortal being
>At least an immortal being who does not seek to see us all extinguished in rivers of blood like the Arch Enemy or the xenos do

>>97553122

>be Felinid Lt. Tom
>be at the Auspex Array
>the longshank named Riena said she will look after Tam
>a little hesitant in leaving Tam
>but Riena has a point
>I'm a lieutenant
>It's my job to lead the men and women of the Imperial Guard into battle
>take swig of amasec from mt flask and lead my Felinids and the others to the west wing
>we need to bail out the "Emperor's Forsaken"
>along the way we do find out where everyone went
>find the meat locker in the mess kitchen full of dead PDF troopers
>well... moving on
>not my mess to clean up
>start to hear Lasrifle, auto-gun, and pulse-gun fire
>we must be getting close
>when we reach the fire fight we a three way between the Forsaken, Tau, and gene-steelers
>find the Tau between us the Emperor's Forsaken
>the gene-steelers are on the other side
>start by blasting a couple of the Tau Gun-Drones and the taking cover

>>97555907
>Be Xi Jingping, High Hierarch
>The only Hierarch
>I had a member of the Sì slither on board
>He thinks hes just there to report on Kong Qiu's progress
>A silent witness there to keep in contact if things go wrong
>In reality that snake will report on when Kong Qiu is vulnerable and then I shall break the dam
>He much like everyone else apart from me will die on this planet
>The Heishou will surely move in order to support Kong Qiu
>They'll see him as the true High Hierarch over me
>So even they must be destroyed
>Can't even trust the Sì as although they have served me well
>They will ultimately support the descendant of Saint Jia Xichun
>They owe their existence to her so as such will defend those who share her blood
>So I will see them drown
>Just have to find a moment to slip away to the dam
>Thankfully I have my private shuttle and pilot on standby
>All I need do is slip away at the right moment
>All that bastard Kong had to do was never return
>Alas he leaves me with no choice
>If he loves the subhuman general populace then he can drown with them