Magus Biologis

>>8871558
so far, I've seen a loli assassin.

Which was weird since I was a shota tech-priest.

Come on.

I was thinking High INT with perhaps high FEL (Not for tech, obv.).
If Tech, it'd go to something like perception or toughness for muscloli

how old is fran anyway?

>>8871593
Did it end in delicious heretical sex?

Tell me it ended in delicious heretical sex.

>>8871558
Assasin or Psyker are the only choices that would happen cannonicly

Id pick pysker because demonhosting is always fun!

"I want to make a Loli"

Here let me give you some advice, pic related.

>>8871845
Hey bra. How about you stop trying to strangle someones creativity.

Go be a good namefriend and go somewhere else

>>8871558
>wish to make a loli

This is a bad premise for any character made only worse once you take it in game. Sub-20 strength and toughness, and child's curiosity (such a wonderful thing when reading the wrong book will send you mad/infect you with a warp-spawned mind worm/both), being notably out of place in many circumstances, a less developed intellect, the inability to wield anything large than a pistol (or having to have lower power equipment specifically crafted for you), the list goes on.

Also, 0+1d10 years is not "Mature." You are being weird. And trolling, you fiend.

Alright, cool.
Made loli-psyker.

She's totes sexy.

Gonna rock.

Thanks /tg/

>loli

No. Stupid. Horrible idea. A young girl would in no way have enough training or ability to serve as an Acolyte. Doesn't fit the setting at all, and reeks of trying to cram your fetish into the game or turn Dark Heresy into a JRPG.

>>8871613
I don't think it's mentioned. Mentally, she's got a child's curiosity and view of morality, coupled with genius-level medical, scientific, and biological knowledge. Huge Int, practically no Wis. Physically, again, it isn't mentioned - either how long she has existed, or how old she actually looks. In the latter, I always imagined her as looking late-teens to early-twenties, kinda skinny and gawky.

>>8875254
Dude, 9's an applicable age on the age table.

Check for yourself.

Reminds me of the Children's Crusade. That went well. Not even kiddies are spared from all that is GRIM and DARK

The ravanor books have a canon example of a child psyker in a inquisitors group.

>>8871613
>how old is fran anyway?
most likely a lot older than she looks.

>>8875308
Presumably only there to facilitate Sanctioned Psyker characters who, after the years added to their starting age during the Sanctioning, aren't middle-aged. So this "loli" Psyker is actually going to be substantially older.

>>8871933
>>8875308
You realize that's a typo, right?

>>8871845
Mollie says you can go suck Mellifleur's ethereal chill touch causing cock.

>>8875376
Konflikti?

>>8875371
Typo or not, its legal and valid.

Suck it, fluff!

In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only moe~!

>>8875569
Not in the official errata.

>>8875680
Sure it is.

If you belieeeeeeeeeeve

>>8875569
Good thing no GM worth the title would let someone play it. Any GM who allows a loli in a DH group doesn't deserve to be GM'ing.

>>8875798
I guess my GM doesn't deserve to be playing then,

I'd suggest psyker, or anything not using combat weapons or any weapon with recoil.

Any decent gun with recoil would break the arms of a loli, and any close combat would inevitably end in getting chopped in half.

>>8876119
Ironically as long as she could lift it a bolt pistol would be just fine as it has no recoil.

Go full out DAWWW factor: Make a loli hive scum and somehow get her a tiny suit of power armor and have her carry a bolt pistol like it was a full sized bolter and a chain knife.

Call her Chibi-Sister, use her as bait to lure out Slaneshi cultists.

>>8876238
No recoil on bolt weapons has been retconned. You fire the bolt with a normal charge before the rocket engine engages nowadays.

>>8876263
Hand flamer for chibi sister then?

>>8876327
Fuel weight.

Give her a blowpipe. She should have the stamina from all her choir duty and it would make her an even bigger Slaanesh bait.

>>8876238
>Go full out DAWWW factor: Make a loli hive scum and somehow get her a tiny suit of power armor and have her carry a bolt pistol like it was a full sized bolter and a chain knife.
this could be hilarious.

>>8876327
Nothing for the chibi-sister, because the concept of chibi-sister is stupid and doesn't fit in with the background at all.

Inb4 LOLOL WHY SO BUTTHURT YOU TAKE 40K SO SERIOUSLY IT'S JUST A BIG FAT JOKE LOL WHO GIVES A SHIT

In Dark Heresy, some people roleplay as if the 40K universe is something other than a big fucking colossal joke. All in all, it makes for a much more pleasant experience than just treating it as a silly slapstick comedy RPG - which it clearly isn't.

So, no.

"Chibis" aren't suitable for DH. Neither are "lolis". Neither are minors of any sort as playable character.

>>8876352
If she has a power armor she could go the other direction with a comically oversized weapon, i'm thinking a thunder hammer that looks suspiciously like some sort of bugs bunny type over sized mallet.

Maybe some kid from the Schola Progenium...
But Inquisitors don't have padawans. When an acolyte starts field work, he is arround 20.

TLDR:bad idea, keep your penis in your pants.

Do a psyker, a mutant who in adition to developing psykic powers has also lost some of the genes that cause aging. A child in body, they've got the mental age, language, knowledge and drives of your standard 40 year old.

In other words; play Psyker Baby Herman.

>>8876496
Except Ravonor did exactly that with a child psyker.

Actually two, he added the girl child psyker from the witch house to one of his teams. Also the Distaff had several child nulls as well.

>>8871558
>Also, its a legitimate result on the age table. I'm not just being weird.
It's a trap! Script, GTFO of Sweden, the policemen there won't believe it's just DH!

Hm. Play a creepy child psyker. Or a creepy child prodigy techpriest. Or a creepy murderous child assassin.

In the grimdark future of the 41st millenium, there is no room for cuteness. If a kid is involved in inquisition work, that kid is gonna be creepy as fuck...

Go with OP's pic, play Franken Fran.

Magos biologis using a modified cyber cherub chassis.

Wouldn't a kid be useful to the inquisition as no one would suspect them?

...dddid somebody say flat assassin?

>>8876580
>cyber cherub chassis
what the...

We already made stats for her: Mind Cleansed; The Cold Grave, Mutation within, roll Major Mutation: From Beyond.

+fuckload of med/utility mechandrites

>>8871844
Yo, quit Da Shinin' shiz already, fool!

>>8876662
shitty stats are shitty

Play a midget assassin who used surgery to look like a loli so targets would be more likely to trust her.

>>8876722
I could dig the whole list from the archieves, but I really, really don't feel like doing that.

>>8876572

indeed

a lot of imperial organizations train their wards from childhood to do fucked up things

say an inquisitor got his hands on one before their training was done? or was given one to allow for field training?

i can easily imagine a teen commisar - massive hardon for the EMPRAH, no mercy, all dicipline!

or a techpriest 'child' where its an adult techpriest that has been cyborg'd enough + limbs that can telescopically project/retract from adult to child length

sure, it'd make you look awfully stubby, but tech priests do tend to robe up anyway.

loli psyker that through sanctioning at early age stopped developing sounds perfectly plausible to me - considering the setting

9 is not a legimate result on the age table in my book. The lowest possible result is 16. You're just making this up.

>>8876927i can easily imagine a teen commisar - massive hardon for the EMPRAH, no mercy, all dicipline!


Inquisitor Crovax slid his calloused hands down his young ward's pants. He could feel the boy's meat harden under his grip. Sweat dripped from his bald head unto the acolyte's soft cheeks. The Inquisitor howled:

"THIS IS THE EMPEROR'S LOVE"

>>8876927
All Commissars have training regulations that only allows them to go on the field at a certain age, around 18-20. No, I don't have a source for this but it's pretty obvious seeing as they have to go through the standard combat training of storm troopers plus the morale enforcement training of a Commissar.
The techpriest would be treated as demented and would be shunned by all of his comrades for having a physically inefficient body.
The psyker's the only acceptable one but to be honest? You're just looking for excuses to play a loli.

Fuck you.

well, in the eyes of Eldar, everyone else is a loli

>>8877009
Wouldn't they like the loli techpriest? After all she has begun getting rid of the weak flesh even earlier. Of course it has the whole new problem of growing out of your implants.

>>8877009
Loli assassins! You can't say "You're not enough old to"-BLAM. Seriously, doesn't anybody know Tokyo Red Hood?

>>8877049
Most techpriests might their own implants and if your GM would allow you to play a stereotypical bubbly prodigal techloli then sure, by all means, feel free to play it. I'm just glad I'm not in your group.

>>8876391
>implying the 40k universe isn't a colossal joke trying to be serious

>>8877077
Caught by the Inquisition and trained by the Inquisition to be awesome assassins *when they grow up*.

>>8875254
>Doesn't fit the setting at all
Actually, it sounds to me that 40k is the exact type of grimdark place where they'd send a child into battle.

I can imagine a child stripped away of all their childish desires, though not completely without them. During the mission, she's cold hearted, calculating, and ruthless. Then on one planet where nothing is wrong, just a backwater planet with a lot of green, you manage to catch the look on her face when she thinks no one is looking. The look of childlike wonder, no matter how fleeting, on her face as she sees a butterfly.

But then again, I'm weird like that and love that kind of stuff. Child soldiers are a good trope.

>>8875798

Good thing no GM worth the title wouldn't let someone play it. Any GM who allows a loli in a DH group deserves a medal

your post was broke, I fixed it

I wish for a loli servator.

>>8877128
Except seeing as it's played by the same people who call little girls "lolis", it'd like end up as "Nyaaaa~! Another headshot, Commissar-sensei-kun! Can I has pocky nao? >:3"

>>8877162
I would totally play that.

>>8877172

Dark Heresy, Maid RPG edition?

Yes, of course, a mindscrubbed, cyberneticcally resurrected, psyker, anyone? Because it goes so fast, recognising a psyker, sending her to the blackships, earning a mindscrub, getting hurt in combat....
All that in <10 years? off course.

Sanctionate psykers are aged by 3d10 years. Starting age is 15 + 1d10 at least.
So the very least of age for a psyker is 19.

>>8877162
I call little girls lolis.

I'd still play it like the incredibly fucked up thing that it is. An adult before her time. Childlike wonder mixed with the childlike ability to not fully understand her actions mixed with the violence and discipline instilled in her since birth by her mentor or instructors.

I might also make her smoke. Just because. Hard smoking drill instructor type as a nine year old girl.

>>8877128
Well, the basic idea in 40k is that it's okay if it's grimdark and sad.

Luckily it's my fetish. Nearly fapped to Nana's Everyday Life

>>8877197
To make it really grimdark, have it DMed by Gemini. It's so hopeless, he'll never continue after the first session.
Unreliable fuck he is.

>>8877250
...It's official, I now want to run a DH game centered entirely on child soldiers.

The real trick will be finding players who can handle the subject maturely...

Which means I should probably look somewhere other than /tg/

>>8877250
well don't. little girls are living humans, lolis are distilled sex

>>8877254
>Nearly fapped to Nana's Everyday Life
What the hell is wrong with you?

>>8877351
Mental suffering, despair and helplessness is my fetish. Main reason I fap to loli guro.

...but this is 4chan, who are you to judge?

>>8877393
How do you get such a fetish?

>>8877351
Could be worse.

I actually *did* fap to it.

>>8877298
Can I play, Anonymous-kun? I promise I will mature :3

>>8877393
YOU! YES, YOU THERE! INSERT YOUR FIST HERE SO I CAN BROFIST YOU THROUGH THE INTERNET!

>>8877393
Ever play Yume Miru Kusuri, sir? That was some fucked up shit.

Definite "do not know if want" material for me, but sounds like it'd be right up your alley.

ITT: We walk all over some dude's good time, just 'cuz.

>>8877393
Is there something wrong with loli guro?

>>8877422
Yume Miru Kusuri, huh? Thanks for the tip, I'll go for it.

Do not want..? Dunno, sum 3D?

If one would ignore the regulations as they are written, there are possibilities for minors, though.
Soldiers are plausible, if they come from Somalia-like worlds, that could be a thing. Scum comes in all sizes so there is no prob with them. Psykers are no option as they have to be recognised as such. And the first manifestation of powers mostly occurs during puberty. Assassins would be trained as children, if they are moritat or vindicare, but neither would hand them over before being "finished". All other are of no use for an inquisitor for they would be but apprentices and rookies. No one would even consider associating them with His left arm.
I would consider any character under 16 as all but unplayable and thus would not allow them in my campaign.

>>8877449
Absolutely nothing.

>>8877449
This is the best response I have for sick fucks like you.

>>8877456
It's more emotional trauma than physical, but one GOOD END has you and your emotionally broken psychobitch girlfriend try to murder the local school bully, and another character is a librarian loli who's got so many pent-up issues she apparently likes to get so high she thinks she's a cait sidhe.

Now that you said it...perhaps the feelings are the reason I like hentai, normal 3D is just...fucking, it has nothing deeper.

>>8877471
As you might've seen hating somebody to death just doesn't do the trick. Too bad.

This is a bad idea and you should feel bad

>>8877298
Ooh, ooh, me, me!
If there's anything that would make Dark Heresy worthwhile, it would be playing a 14 year old Commissar that tries to fit in as an adult and as a child. But he's too hardened by training, and too calloused by his actions to be able to truly be a child. On the cusp of sexual and emotional maturity, he's completely unable to be an adult either. No woman would want a child, and no man would drink with one. He's left bitter and alone as he shuns his childish things and goes through the motions of adulthood, not entirely sure what they mean.

He'd be incredibly pained by it, bottling up his emotions and leaving himself with nothing but diligence and duty with little room for mercy. Unable to be an adult, when given a group of children only a little younger than himself to train, he forces his ways on them, trying to start adult relationships. Drinking, smoking, having sex during the brief hours of relaxation before he has to put a bullet in the head of something a child shouldn't have to kill. I wonder, are there narcotics in 40k? I imagine he'd use them. Engaging in vices because that's what adults do while he's already looking at his gun and wondering if the early retirement package is also what adults do.

He'd be abusive towards his charges. Not murderous, but abusive. He'd pistol whip them for insubordination, and kick them in the ribs when they're down, telling them to do as he says. Not unusual for a Commissar I'm sure, but unusual for a child. It might even degrade into downright sadism at some points. Inflicting physical trauma on his subordinates to release the emotional trauma that he feels.


The cold, bastard shell of an adult protecting and harming the tender, frightened center of a child.

On another note, I want to do something like Band of Brothers with children...

>>8877471
I can fap to your entrails just as well.

>>8877495
This is fucking horrifying but beautiful.

What have I /done/, /tg/?

>>8877479
>psychobitch girlfriend
Dude, are you criminally insane?
She's an absolute sweetheart and incredibly loveable.

>>8877495
Lace, I love you.

>>8877495
Okay, okay, okay.

Here's the thing.

Okay?

Commissars.

They're trained in the Schola Progenium.

That's an official, organized organization.

Like, totally official and totally organized. One of the most organized parts of the Imperium, I'd say.

That means that they do things by the rules there.

Yeah, I really, really doubt that the rules allow for Commissars to finish training and go on to the field of battle at fucking FOURTEEN YEARS OLD

>>8877536
She is adorable, but come on, Aeka is balls-to-the-walls insane. You're killing someone and she's just like, "Oooh, ooh, no fair, shaaaaare." She's being threatened with sharp objects and she's just like, "FUKKEN DO IT BITCH". She reminiscences about a guy who totally wanted to rape her and giggles about it. She's broken as shit.

Adorably broken, and I would cuddle her forever and ever, but there are some serious "do not know if want" aspects in there.

Still, undoubtly, everybody here would fap to sister-trainee captured by chaos. Her eyes removed, her every orifice (plus few new made) violated. She cries because of pain and because of the idea she is helpless against her worst enemies, unable to do the Emperor's will and her survival is depending how well she can beg and serve as cumdumpster.

>>8877524
:3

I seem to be on a roll for writing depressing things.
Just last night I wrote a little WoD vignette about a Dragonslayer that falls in love with a witch when he was supposed to sacrifice her to sate the Abyss. Hard to kill that cute young girl who studies hard and is paying for veterinary college by working as a waitress and uses her magic to help people out. Harder still when you've got no choice, and instead of letting the Angels turn an eye to your city, she tells you to kill her, because she'd rather die than see others hurt. And of course, her last words were "I'm glad I was able to love you."


God, someone give me more depressing stuff to write!
I want to be the emotionally broken preteen commissar!

>>8877555
Obviously.

But this is under the assumption that it's a special case. Maybe he was put through an accelerated program to see if they could get Commissars out earlier and better.
I don't know, I don't do 40k. I just like broken children. With guns.

>>8877561
>but there are some serious "do not know if want" aspects in there.
...which are yet to be found

>>8877561
Strange, all the aspects you described as "do not want" are those who make me like her all the more.

And I loved that part where you are choking the alpha bitch and she's like "Stop!" and you're like "?" and she continues with "Don't be so selfish, let's kill her together."
waifu
<3

>>8877586
Fine. Lace is invited on account of writing something that actually gave me the exact "do not want" vibe I want from this game.

>>8877605
Then make a whiteshield or an assassin.

Yes Child soldiers are GRIMDARK, but your not going to see a 14 year old giving orders to adults.

>>8877623
The more you make it do not want only makes my want harder!

>>8877612
It's "do not know if want". Like I said, total waifu material, but there's some deeply, deeply disturbing signs in there of deep, deep fukken psychological issues.

Aeka's still my favorite too.

I like the sadgirl, and I'm a sucker for the quiet type.

>>8877636
So put him in command of a entire fucking regiment of fucked-up child soldiers.

>>8877644
IRL Child soldiers are always led by adult Officers or NCOs.

A child can follow orders, but can't lead.

>>8877612
>>8877642
You can't blame her, years of torture because the queen bitch's boyfriend molested her. And they're gypsy poor to boot.

>Aeka's still my favorite too.

>I like the sadgirl, and I'm a sucker for the quiet type.

Damn right. 2nd place is Neko, 3rd is that boob beast.

>>8877642
I think her behaviour is quite understandable. She's from an abusive home and probably used to take the blame for everything bad that happens around her.
Why don't her parents get along?
Why is she poor?
Why don't the other children like her?
Why do the popular girls beat her up?
She probably thinks it's all her fault and in the end she was still so kindhearted to rather die than hurt somebody.
Finally she broke.

>>8877681
Yes, but think on what kind of bonds could grow between the child officer and said troops!

>>8877686
>3rd is that boob beast

Did somebody actually prefer her to the other two?

>>8877714
...Heretical material.

BUT SO ADORABLE.

I am now seriously determined to do this fucked up little game.

>>8877714
Okay,

What about a MILF Sargent commanding a squad of shotas? Does that fill your fetish requirements?

>>8877716
I don't even remember what she was about, only that she got pregnant in the end.

>>8877736
Didn't it involve strangulation of some kind?

>>8877732
Whatever rocks your socks off.

>>8877681
Like I said, maybe it was a trail to see if the Commissar training program could be sped up.
He might have had a real commissar watching over him and his unit of muppet babies, but the adult one got killed, or maybe ate his own bullet.

I imagine when the Littlest Commissar follows his mentor in eating a bullet, the people at command or whatever would pick him up, and just shake their heads, checking off a few things, and saying "the program still needs a few tweaks" and try it again.

>>8877736
Her character felt flat against the other two, who had way more interesting dramas and psychological issues and who were also far, far more adorable.

>>8877746
Yeah, something along those lines too. Meh.

I lacked a little sister route.

>>8877605

some schola location got bomb'd and now a young barely competent commisar-to-be wakes up in the ruins, the remains of his friends and class-mates strewn around him as obscene wet scraps of meat

the nearby orphanage also got hit. He can hear children crying in the direction of it - but he can hear no survivors in his visinity, nobody from the schola building other than himself survived.

hé hobbles over to the orphans he can hear crying. they tugging at the remains of one of their supervisors, an adult who's entrails have been smeared over a large area. looks like the adult just got the children out of the orphanage before it was hit.

The would-be commisar gathers up the children and wonders what to do. looking around in the ruins there is not much to see... but the armored vault in the schola progenum sticks out - the armory!

there's your plothook. teen commisar and child soldiers (stat as guardsmen, modify stats whatever way you see fit) - arm with a lasgun for teenisar and laspistols for the kids...

ADVENTURE!

>>8877724
God, I was half joking when I said it, but now I really want to play a miserable, bitter old man in the body of a teenager.

And I know nothing about Dark Heresy or 40k besides what I get from here and the TVTropes page for Caiphas Caine.

>>8877770
BBEG is a single, injured chaos marine without weapons. They fight in the ruins of a Imperial chapel. They have to kill him or wait till reinforcements arrive (preferably the first).

>>8877765
I second the lack of a little sister route. The titty monster had more than enough breasts to compensate for the sister's delicious flat chest.

>>8877770
Yes!

I don't even know what half those words mean, but yes!
And then they become a semi-legitimate fighting force because the command doesn't give a shit about orphans dying, because no one will miss them.

>>8877770
>>8877791
THIS. THIS. THIS.

shota commissar is picked up by female Inquisitor

That's... pretty awesome. From there, of course, they go on to become some sort of hard-core, utterly broken band of adorable children.

>>8877792
And the damn hinting at the little sister's route existence made it much worse ;_;

I would have liked a gay route with the faggot shopkeeper dude as well, just for the shits and giggles. He was fun with his "I'm an awesome brolove geek" attitude.

>>8877833
You mean Sisters Of Pedo, right?

>>8877834
Young girls, wandering around the camp mimicking the older soldiers as good as they can. Actually gutting the first guy willing to mount them because it hurts and they're used to kill what tries to hurt them.

>>8877812
>And then they become a semi-legitimate fighting force because the command doesn't give a shit about orphans dying, because no one will miss them.

this is the heart of grimdark - and i shall be your writefag

come hither children, listen as Vegus the teenisar and his child soldiers strugle to survive in the wasteland that is their homeworld.

cast:

Vegus the teenisar - weapons: teen rage, lasgun, commisar cap (taken from one of his now dead instructors)

Child 1 through 3, 9yr olds. Old enough to understand that shit has hit the fan hard, young enough to follow the older kid blindly... weapons: laspistols

Child 4 and 5: two four year olds - they can barely even hold a laspistol. Weapon: Childish innocense.

Writefaggotry will commense shortly. I'd like so name ideas for the kids

>>8877850
Dude, that gay guy was great. They put him in at just the right moments - he was always there to lighten up an OH NO moment, except right at the end, where he was always like, "Now man the fuck up, bro." Absolute gaybro.

>>8877863
This thing is going to be adorahorrible. I'm going to feel like a terribad person at points, GMing this.

>>8877850
I don't care much about a gay route but a sister route, with the mother joining in at the end would be awesome.
Father dies in a car crash, killing the titty monster. Aeka and Neko get adopted by the player who lives in sinful bliss with the two girls+ his mother and his sister from dad's life insurance.

>>8877888
a sister route would have been the best. there is no way they couldnt have been planning a sister route with all the hints they put in the game

>>8877298
>>8877250
>>8877462
>>8877636
Whitesheilds are canon child soldiers, hell you can even field the runts.

>>8877863
>Actually gutting the first guy willing to mount them because it hurts and they're used to kill what tries to hurt them.
What are you trying to do little girl.
You are not adult, stop acting like adult, you just look silly.

Even better if she formed an emotional attachment with him, and asked him to do it, but didn't cry out or show her pain in any way because that's not how it works on the battlefield, and then she's covered in his blood and left there staring up at the ceiling of the tent in terror at what she just did.

And of course, the shenanigans of hiding the body.

>>8877886
>This thing is going to be adorahorrible. I'm going to feel like a terribad person at points, GMing this.
That means you're doing it right.

>>8877938
Yeah, when I first said it, I definitely did think "whiteshields"

>>8877886
Just think how they'll get new recruits. Conscripting whole orphanages and sending the children to the front with so little equipment that even 1940s russia wouldn't do it. Only those who survive that fight so much alike the first of the regiment, get better equipment and proper status.
Sometimes, civilians are executed in order to induce the newly orphaned child to the regiment, just because the horny 15 years commander fancies her/him.

>>8871558
>I'm not just being weird.
>just
True, not just weird. You are being weird, though.

>>8877922
Or trolling us. They invented the whole *chan thing in Japan after all.

>>8877959
>implying the russia doesn't still have that same equipment listed as active duty.

>>8877987
It doesn't.

It does however have it all stashed perfectly preserved in storage in case all the old gear is ever needed.

>>8877987
They tended to have a lot more of it after the first years, though.

Child assassins you say?

Have your party encounter a lone Dark Eldar--just a lowly Warrior or something--who corners her somewhere in a dark hallway. As he closes in, he stops. The adept looks up at him with tears in her eyes, and he
JUST.
CAN'T.
RAPE IT.
...too cute. ;_;

>>8878025
No, you were boring and idiotic.

>>8878027
And then he went on to diddle a ripper swarm.

>>8877884
9-year-olds,
Meegan (Not a typo), Suffer-Not(-The-Heretic-To-Live), and Ciaphas (insists this is his real name)

4 Year Olds: Dulce and Vorl.

>>8878033
...wat?

I am a GM. I would totally let the idiot player play a loli, only to give his character a fitting dead.

I would even let him grow acostumed to his character. Fucker.

>>8878010
You're right, everything they have used since 1910 is still in warehouses, classified as second line arms, though. I think they do still have some of the WWII stuff on the listing of active though, most of it though is on second line.

>>8877298
I'm totally down for this. With the other dude and the commissar shota you got 3 players already. When would you be able to run it, Gemini?

>>8878119
Nice to know you're a terrible DM.

>>8878192
I hope it won't be run by Gemini. He has the bad habit of simply pausing games for an undetermined amout of time (speak forever).

>>8878209
>>8878192
Not Gemini. Starting to think I should trip/namefag up.

>>8878209
I assumed it was him, this campaign seems straight up his (incredibly dark) alley. Was only joking anyway, would we just be playing this over irc and when?

>>8878238
How did he actually manage to get such a reputation? I've never read anything especially great from him.

>>8878228
Well, just make an IRC room and be ready to explain Dark Heresy to me.

Since I know next to nothing.

>>8878250
He's a sick fuck.

I'm not going to beat around the bush about it, he's very good at writing body horror stuff.

>>8878257
I'd like to join too, even if it's just for the dark heresy tutorial.

>>8875569

Sora no Woto is really about Kriegers deployed to a paradise world.

>>8878291
Sora no Woto is terrible though. It's like moe moe Kriegers shipped to a paradise where... nothing happens.

>>8878262
I guess it's just not really something I fancy, then.

>>8877495
This makes me imagine the character in question could end up like Shinji Ikari.

>>8878313

Is the pacing comparable to Heibane Renmei?

>>8878315
Eh, he's good at pacing, structure is a little inconsistent though. He's a good writer.

>>8877077
I was thinking more along the lines of Siah from Kite.

>>8878323
Yes. Almost exactly so far, unless they decided to cram shit at the end.

>>8878313
That was the point of Sora no Woto. It's a pretty accurate portrayal of military life; ie lots of time spent doing nothing.

Also it's quite GRIMDARK hidden under a thin layer of moe. PTSD episode, one character is a fucking war criminal, and the last episode was pretty awesome.

>>8878313
Was the author aware of Chekhov's Gun(or in this case, Chekhov's Spider Tank)?

>>8878351

Never again will I subject myself to such crap. Thanks for the heads-up.

rolled 3 = 3

>>8877555
>Yeah, I really, really doubt that the rules allow for Commissars to finish training and go on to the field of battle at fucking FOURTEEN YEARS OLD


Bitchs dont know about junior Commissars.

Age 14-20 training under a Commissar untill they gain their rank.

>>8878404
Nothing really stopping a guy from assuming command, I mean just look at most african war criminals, they're self appointed 'Generals'

I'm going to recommend against "loli psyker," mostly because it's already been done with much awesome.

Idea: Kid survives a catastrophic juvetant accident and his aging functionally slows to a halt, kind of like Nick Fury.

I love the pic of Franken Fran...

>>8878461
Neither loli nor awesome.

>>8878461
> collossalfaggot
> awesome

Child soldier? Should be tons of 'em out there.

>>8878049
thank you

>>8878027
>implying that there would be anything a dark eldar wouldn't rape

the kids are now:

Teenisar Vegus

9-year-olds,
Meegan (Not a typo), Suffer-Not(-The-Heretic-To-Live), and Ciaphas (insists this is his real name)

4 Year Olds: Dulce and Vorl.


Vegus has just handed out the last of the laspistols to Suffer-not... when the bombs started falling again. In the sky lights raced across the heavens, erupting in bright spheres of radiant doom for whatever was struck.

A bomb hit near the schola progenum ruin, throwing the motled crew into disarray. Vegus tried to keep the children from just curling up on the ground and crying, but then he felt something wet on his forehead.

Reaching for it, his fingers first met something strangely soft on his forehead - it was a mix of blood and shredded skin. Then the light dimmed and he passed out. The last Vegus sensed was more bombs impacting beyond the ruins.

...

Vegus came to as he found himself violently tossed about. A bomb had struck very close to him, flinging him into the air.

Thanking the emperor that he was not hurt any more from the blast, Vegus almost took that back... noticing the sudden pain bubbling forth in his left arm, accompanied by a slowly expanding bloodstain in his clothes.

"He's over here!" a child shouted. Vegus recognized it as, no.. it wasn't suffer-not, it was Meegan. Emperor bless his heart, Meegan was carrying the commisar cap that Vegus had taken from his dead master Commisar Pjotr.

Getting up, Vegus looked around. There was even less to see now, and here was Meegan with his cap. Meegan said that Dulce was hurt, and the way in which Meegan explained stoicly how Ducle had stopped crying broke Vegus' heart. A child that young wasn't supposed to stop crying when hurt, not unless an adult was there to help... Vegus might be diciplined, Dulce could barely even... emperor save us all

Vorl, the other four year old, was nestled up next to Dulce. The difference was striking. Vorl was smear with blood, while Dulce's body was pale and lifeless, resting up against a broken iron girder. The child Vorl had tried to help obviously, resting his friend up against something, then gone to sleep next to him - but judging from the pool of blood under Dulce, a lot of which had gotten all over Vorl as the child had fidgeted around in sleep, then it had helped little.

Dulce had stopped crying he had bled to death.

Vegus had to strain himself to hold back tears. He was not ready for this - he knew this. Now Meegan was asking if Dulce would be ok. Vegus knew that a commisars duty was to inspire dicipline, to keep the ranks in check - but how to inspire anything in children? The youngest white-shields he knew of had been 12, drafted into glorious duty for the emperor of mankind, but of what little he had learned of such tactics then they had mostly been used as meat shields - children just weren't suitable material for useful troops, unless that use was to panic and die.

In a brief moment Vegus contemplated granting Vorl and Meegan the emperors mercy, what his instructors had called it when you shoot someone for their own good. Vegus was fairly certain that he knew enough fieldcraft to survive for the time being in the ruins alone, but with children along? His drill instructors had always said that to allow weakness in a troop was to encourage failure - and to encourage failure is heresy!

Cluthing his left arm Vegus noticed that it didn't hurt nearly as much now, although clenching his left hand tightly was still a painful.

"Meegan, where is Suffer-not and Caiphas?"

The child looked up at Vegus: "They're out looking for food... Vorl was hungry"

Patting the child on the head: "When did they go out for this?"

Meegan looked around at the ruins, then pointed into the ruins of the orphanage: "Caiphas crawled up there, Suffer-not said he remembered a stash of grey-bars in the park"

Vegus smiled: "Fetch me my gun, we need to find shelter"

Emperor grant me strength, Vegus thought, these children aren't stupid. If we can find food and shelter, we might just live through this.

It was to be so, then he would see these children survive this, emperor be praised!

>>8878549
>>8878533
>>8878509

TPK we're coming.

Oh boy...

Suffer-not emerged a short while later from the ruins. He seemed very happy that Vegus had woken up.

"I thought you wouldn't wake up like Dulce..." he said, his face shifting to a pained expression.

Vegus straightened his back and tried to look as grown-up as possible. Next year he would have been elligible for junior commisar field training... and he had heard of some junior commisars on hive worlds being 'used' by nobles to herd their children around - of course, this had been in the context of "how to deal with nobles" which was more a lesson in how to avoid getting exploited or sidetracked by local petty squables.

Suffer-not had found a food locker that had been broken by the explosion. most of the food had been ruined, but he had brought back as much as he could carry - not much, two fist-fulls and his pockets full of nuts and bags of dry bits of bread.

Vegus took a deep breath: "We can't stay here. We have the guns, a little food - now we need water and a place to sleep"

GM here. Room is #terribadheresy. Not entirely ready to launch yet, but I figure we can discuss characters and get everybody rolled up.

>>8878622
You can do it Vegus. I believe in you........

Oh god this is going to end bad. ;_;

>>8878640
>>8878640
How do I get there I dont know what to do ;_;

>>8878649
>Double reference.

...Get out.

>>8878649
suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com
Go to Chat, IRC Chat, get it to boot up, type /join terribadheresy.

/nick yourself so we're not all anons.

>>8878640
What server?

>>8878655
>>8878655
>>8878655
>>8878655
Uguuuu ;3

Overhead dark shapes could be made out in the sky, through the afternoon sun. Space ships. The shooting star-like debris could be seen faintly raining down far away from ships that had been 'sunk' into the gravity well of the planet.

It hadn't occured to Vegus, but he must have been out for several hours from the last bomb - it had hardly been noon when the first had struck.

When they had packed up what few things they had, Vegus asked in what direction the park Suffer-not had gone to. If it was the sky marshal memorial park, then Vegus remembered from the marching drills there that there was a plasticrete shelter there, and from the survival drills in the woods he remembered the universal entry rite of button depression required to unseal and enter such places.

When they were about to leave, Vorl asked about Dulce. The child's corpse had tiped to the side when Vorl had been awoken, it now lying splayed out on the ground.

A brief heretical thought of brining the child as a source of meat skirted through Vegus's mind, but he banished it by beginging to sing one of the inspirational hymns he had been taught. To his surprise the children knew this one too, or at least caught on to the rythmn fast.

They approached the park when a gruesome sight met them....

>>8878705
Oh noes.

If/when this turns epic, please archieve this.

>>8878705

(I tried to get on the sup/tg/ chat - couldn't get through, for some reason java hates me)

Suffer-not was standing jubelantly waving at them, near a pack of small dogs that were lying on the ground in a large pool of blood.

Where Suffer-not had gotten that knife from was not what Vegus thought of, but that Suffer-not had slain what appeared to be some noble's leashed pets... and was jubilant over it - it was unnerving seeing a childen so coated in blood and being so happy. Vorl had at least cried very hard when Vegus had to convince him that they had to leave behind Dulce - the poor child refused to believe that Dulce was dead, tugging on the corpse to wake it up... revealing the fatal shrapnel wound in Dulce's back.

>>8878475
I bet it ends like "And they all found loving home from one, slightly pale techpriest." The end.

And then all are left to imagine something horribad...

Enuff grimdorky?

"Suffer-not"

What the hell is that name supposed to be?

Also, the BBEG is chaos marine is some sort of pedo boogyman raping another kid when the group gets to him? With obvious cultist references.

Vegus led the children to the shelter. Suffer-not and Meegan were carrying the dead dogs to it, so that they could prepare them next to the entrace. Vorl had been instructed to fetch sticks for a fire.

Examining the sacred shelter interface, Vegus tried to remember the chant to say before using such sacred technology. Damn his eyes, for the love of the emperor he could not recall it, those tech priests and enginseers that would teach him and his now dead class-mates the proper use of basic weapons technology were so boring to listen to - but banging his fist against the shelter wall near the interface seemed to work just as well, even if it wasn't intended.

It quickly became apparent that there were already someone in the shelter - as a voice suddenly came from the vox in the interface:

"Who's there?"

Vegus thought about what to say carefully - he could hear that the voice speaking was adult, male, and had an air of authority to it. He doubted that this person would dare open the vaulted doors for mere children.

"This is commisar in training Vegus, I have survivors - open this door at once"

Vegus prayed to the emperor that the interface did not have a holo-vid, for if whoever was inside were to see a bunch of bloodied children carrying half-butchered dogs to their doorstep...

Vegus had to admit to himself that if he was the one witnessing such an act from an outside perspective, he would be the first to detain everyone involved on suspicion of heresy and occult activity.

The vox rattled again: "How many? we do not have enough food any more"

>>8878861

writefag here - we're talking orphans in a non-schola setting. they're destined to be factory drones and corpse starch - i doubt anyone really cared about their names.

and i have... not... maybe... chosen any BBEG yet - i'm working on it

>>8879064
Tis' /tg/. 99.9999% change it's rapist marine. Lemme tell ya.

>>8879064
BBEG is a hive-sized bunny

SUDDENLY, SLANEESH TENTACLE DEMON!

>>8879064
Maybe some monster that escaped from a nobles bestiary?
Not too smart but intimidating.

(i made a mistake earlier, it was Caiphas that had crawled into the orphanage and gotten the nuts and bread... not suffer-not)

Vegus smiled. Not only did this give him a bargaining chip in that he had the dead dogs to offer as shared food - and in his survival training he knew that shelters like these had things to cook meat on - but another even better thing was that the voice also sounded distinctly worried. Calling himself commisar in training seemed to have worked, even if that technically wouldn't be true untill he could come into field training as a junior commisar - untill then he was actually just another cadet from the schola progenum.

Confident in his situation: "We have makeshift supplies enough for many, but we need fire to cook it - we are willing to share if you can provide facilities for the preparation and allow us in for shelter"

The door suddenly made a loud mechanical noise. Vegus readied his lasgun, knowing that the first thing to always make sure of when dealing with unknowns was to be prepared.

Turned out that was a very good thing...

When the door opened two armed men sprang out. In retrospect it was probably the commisar cap and Vegus's not flinching that didn't make them shoot him instantly - but they certainly seemed awfully riled up over the dead dogs.

Turned out that Suffer-not slaugtering those dogs might have been a bad idea - for they had indeed been some low-ranking nobles pets. Nobles that were inside the shelter...

Still, the two bodyguards seemed a little relieved as well - they were apparently very tired of listening to those 'mangy rats' barking all the time.

They helped Suffer-not with butchering and de-boning the dogs, leaving only roughly cut chunks of meat and organs that they placed in a plastic bag.

The guards did seem apprenhensive about bringing the blood-caked children down to their employers, but saw little other course. It was getting dark and Vegus wouldnt' let the meat out of his sight - his training had taught him to secure supplies, so come warp or high waters he would make sure the bodyguards didn't just leave him and the kids to starve. One of the bodyguards actually commended Vegus on this, saying that this was an admirable trait for such a young man to have... and Vegus politely bowed in thanks

then the other bodyguard slammed Vegus to the ground with the butt of his lasgun. The world went dark once again for the teenisar... the last he heard was las-fire.

How did this thread turn out this awesome?

>>8879315
Child soldiers are grimdark as all fuck and fit in perfectly with 40k? Consider Hansel and Gretel from Black Lagoon.

>>8879315
/tg/'s 40k mania, Lace's sickness, Blackheart's pedophilia.

>>8879315
It didn't.

Vegus came to, feeling Caiphas tugging on his sleeve. It couldn't have been long, it wasn't much darker... and the las-gun fire, what had happened?

Meegan proudly brandished his las-pistol saying that when the two bullies had hit Vegus, him and Caiphas had shot them with the las-guns - and then Suffer-not had jumped them with his knife...

For a moment Vegus thought Meegan would say something like "so now we have even more meat" - but of course the child didn't. He would have muttered a brief prair to cleanse his mind - but was interupted when the vox at the shelter door sprang to life again:

"I repeated, Marduin, answer me! Have you found the surivors and the commisar? I demand you anser me!"

This was obviously not the first time the voice from the vox had asked this, and Meegan said it was the fourth time.

Getting up, Vegus noticed the two dead bodyguards. Several las-burns and stab wounds covered both of them. Suffer-not was now covered in even more blood, as if that had been possible... this was going to make for an interesting meeting with whoever was left in the shelter.

With mild amusement Vegus noticed that most of the las-shots were focused around the dead bodyguard's loins - on both sides. figured that children would shoot in eye-height, not in the chest of the adults... which was a good thing, considering that the flak jackets they wore would have saved the treacherous scum.

Taking one flak-jacket while quickly instructing the children to search both bodies for anything useful, Vegus noticed that Vorl wasn't anywhere to be see... no he was lying in a pool of blood behind him.

Caiphas said that the bad guys shot back a little when they shot them, not much, but Vorl started bleeding from one of the bad guys shots and... he stopped crying too.

Vegus' face tightened up. Whoever was down in that bunker would answer for this.

>>8879335

hey, my writefaggotry has so far NOT included anything pedo...

not yet anyway

>>8879353
and fuck you

Also, i'm listening to this looped while writing:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qUIhmy-HvcA


Vegus, now addorned flak jacket, commisar cap and lasgun, made his way down the stairs of the shelter.

Behind him meegan and Caiphas carried their laspistols, and Suffer-not carried the bag of meat. Where Suffer-not had hidden his knife he wouldn't say, but Vegus didn't press the issue.

The doorway closed behind them - and the dimly lit staircase led down to a corridor.

Looking to either end, with one collapsed and blocked, then there was bright light in the other. There were also shadows moving and voices:

"Marduin, is that you?"

>>8871558
Assassin. Mortriart? The blade one.

>>8879385
>the las-shots were focused around the dead bodyguard's loins

I laughed, I'm sorry and I feel bad for it.

>>8877162
KAWAII!

(I would like someone to archive this on sup/tg/ - i must have made a bad request once, because i cant anymore, at least not from this computer)

Vegus did not answer the calls, and motioned for the children to remain silent.

They trot nearer the source of the voices. From the chatter it became clear that there were many. What noble house would this be, and how would they react to being fed the remains of their own pets?

Vegus sternly told the children not to mention where the meat was from, or to say that they had just found it in a storage locker. If these nobles had other men at arms... this Marduin had been one of the two trying to steal their food - how would they react?

Gripping the handle of his lasgun tight, his index finger resting gently on the trigger - just as he had been taught - Vegus approached the nobles.

>>8879568
f5f5f5f5f5f5

>has so far NOT included anything pedo...

>not yet anyway

>not yet

Inb4 Slaaneshi chaos marine daemonic penis insertion with the power armour still on.

>>8879660
>has so far NOT included anything pedo...
>not yet anyway

In retrospect it should have dawned much earlier to Vegus that any noble worth his salt would have had some private escape route or shelter - to use a shelter in a public park... dear emperor, these were a sad looking bunch

The nobles Vegus saw a a man who's voice he recognized from the vox, he introduced himself a Lord Heinrich Von HimmelGeld, son of captain Pietus Von HimmelGeld. With him was his wife who said nothing, looking decidedly traumaticed, his daughter, looking something like Vegus's age - but from what Vegus had been told about how nobles liked to hide their age, then you could never know - and a group of servants sitting in a corner. There were nobody else. This wasn't nobles... they might have been wealthy merchants, but now, if anything, they were merchants, and hardly even that... only two bodyguards - if the rest had died during the intitial attacks Vegus might have understood - but when HimmelGeld profesed that Marduin and his brother in arms had been the only two men at arms they had on retained... these peopel hardly seemed worth sharing the dog meat with.

The Lord, if he even was that, curtiously greeted the children as well, showing telltale signs of what Vegus had been taught to be "noble difficulty", the difficulty a noble would experience when having to deal with commoners and such. Ok, so these people weren't just runt nobles, they might just have been caught in the park when the attack occured... but that didn't matter now

Vegus instructed the children to give the meat to the servants who suddenly seemed very chipper, taking the heavy sack of meat from the now exhausted Suffer-not... turned out that the nobles hadn't intended to share what little food there was in the shelter with their servants, although they had still expected them to cook it for them. Vegus smiled at the thought of how that would have continued without the lord's two gunmen.

>>8879660
>>8879683

i wonder - when i disapoint you guys and just make this pure grimdark and not pure fapfest for you guys, will you rage or will you congratulate me for being a good writefag?

Indeed, the Lord did enquire to the status of his bodyguards - and he was less than pleased to hear that they were dead... although when Vagus spun a little story that they had tried to run off with the food, not down to his lordship as the children had indicated, but simply run off with it, then the lord seemed to buy into it.

"It's simply your lordship. That much meat could keep two men going for a little under a week if they dried, smoked and rationed it properly. I am guessing that they figured they would have better chances in the ruins than staying here with you"

In retrospect Vegus would come to the conclussion that him and the children should probably have done the same... especially considering what happened that night

>>8879793
>pure grimdark
I'll stop reading.
>pure fapfest
I'll stop reading.

Try to find some balance. Everybody dies horribly doesn't exactly make for an interesting story.

>>8879793
Jokes on you, you'll be raged at anyway.

>>8879793
your grammar is a piece of shit, don't expect a huge fanbase

>>8871558
>214 posts

What the fuck happened in the past few hours?

>>8879793

Oh god, post more. Just post more.

I'll almost all set up for BAD END, but still, I keep hoping they'll be ok, the littlest commisar and his squad...

Retrospect. So many things were only possible to learn when looking back, after the fact - and indeed, Vegus would learn this the hard way.


As the servants served the cooked meat, looking decidedly pleased that they too had gotten something to eat, the lord inquired into Vegus's background.

This made Vegus cautious. Part of his training had been to be mindful when others wish to learn of you, not from you. A commisar was there to teach dicipline, to whip dogs of war into action, not to let the dogs nip at his feet... Mmmm... dog really could taste good when you were hungry enough. Still, Vegus had been taught to be careful when his 'charges' as they had been called by his educators would start to inquire into his background. A soldier needed not to know the hand that guided him. Vegus also didn't like how the lord's daughter was looking at him... it was as if her eyes were piercing into his soul, poking and proding places he had yet to learn to shield. It unnerved him.

He answered Lord HimmelGeld that he was of the Schola Progenum, soon to enter field training as a junior commisar under the tutelage of a fully fledged commisar... and really, his teachers had been remarking that he would be ready soon, so it wasn't that much of a lie.

The lord seemed pleased to get to know a commisar before 'he became hardened by life' - but Vegus wasn't sure that his true intensions. In fact, he very much doubted it.

>>8879866
>>8879873
>>8879894
>>8879945

i know x 4
The children had eaten their fill and had been herded off by the servants. the shelter apparently connected to some still working aqua supplicantors, so the bloodied runts could be washed while Vegus spoke with the lord.

When Vegus told of the death of the four year olds he felt an odd cringe. It wasn't for him feeling anything for their deaths - he had not caused them, nor had he had any hand in them - no, it was the lord's daughter that seemed so horrified from the tale of how her bodyguards could have shot such a child, or how the other could have died while one had slept up against it, soaked in blood... why did Vegus feel something because of her reaction, he shouldn't, he should be alert, ready! Why did he want to give her a hug...

Momentarily distracted, Vegus didn't notice the lord leaning in close to him.

The lord seemed unsure how to say what he was trying to say - but why exactly that is was uncertain to Vegus... although it became clear when the Lord cleared his voice and spoke:

"I have a trans-stellarium shuttle hidden outside the city - this is why we were trapped in the park area when the attack begun. We were trying to reach it... tomorow I would like to keep moving, but we do not have enough room on the ship for all my servants..."

Vegus couldn't believe what he was hearing. No wonder the lord had been upset at the loss of his guns for hire - it wasn't that he had lost his protection, it was that he had lost those under him to get rid of the servants... by any means necesary... when they arrived at the shuttle.

"They are good loyal men and women, they deserve to live" Vegus said, trying to make his voice as stern as possible without breaking into an embaresingly high pitch.

The lord handed Vegus a dataslate. It had information on the craft the lord had hidden away. Vegus's high gothic was good enough for conversation with the lord... who equally seemed inclined to mix in low gothic verbs and nouns in his speech, although if that was due to the noble house's low rank or for other reasons was beyond Vegus to determine - but reading the dataslate was much more difficult.

Instead of revealing his inability to read high gothic, Vegus said he would look it over and try to come up with a solution. He wasn't sure if he could read it all, but it did seem to say that there was only oxy-support for ten... and there were five servants, the three children, himself, and three nobles. That was two too much - and considering how high spirits the servants were in now, having eaten, then Vegus found it easy to imagine that they would object being abandoned or having two of them shot...

One of my DH campaigns, has this girl as an NPC. She's fourteen years old, and has a Mentat-like role - the pipe you see is a device to feed pure oxygen over her brain and vastly increase her intellectual capabilities for analytical purposes. The Inquisitor like to have a relatively young person in this role because natural curiosity and its attendant innovative spirit haven't yet been deadened.

However, being required to evaluate Chaotic irruptions across the sector is rather harrowing,escpecially when you're investigating its very minutiae, and she's become very emotionally drained.

She's worked very well up to now.

It was the lord's daughter that helped Vegus to understand the rest of the dataslate. Indeed, there were two too many - and the daughter semed... eager... to help Vegus. Probably so she wouldn't be left behind - or something. Vegus wasn't sure... she felt weird, he felt weird... when near her. He remembered that he was first to be trained in 'resisting the flesh' next year, and that what little he had heard of it involved women and... well, the name of the course explained the rest to him. Still, there was something... off, about this girl. Her mother never said a word, and would just nod if given an order and then do it, yet this girl had a vigor that... was just... it didn't match her fathers cautious nature, and it most certainly didn't match her mother's behavior. Maybe it was just something that girls had that they would grow out of?

When it came time to sleep Vegus found himself bothered again. It wasn't the children, for they had snuggled up with the servants and seemed quite happy. It wasn't his lordship or his wife, for they had... reluctantly... gone to sleep as well, on bedrolls just like the ones the servants used - although it had taken some convincing to explain that there weren't seperate sleeping quarters for nobles or better bedding for them...

it was the noble girl again - she seemed to want to sleep with Vegus. The term roused odd reactions from Vegus's body, for despite lying next to her on the bedroll, fully clothed, and his clothes spattered with blood stains from the days ordeals, plus the wound on his arm... then this was weird. It felt wrong. It felt like he was betraying something he did not know of. He would try to roll over on his side, to face away from the girl, but she would just roll along to face his back and drape her slender arms around him...

Vegus slept uneasily. The eerie silence in the shelter only broken by the breaths of those sleeping... and footsteps in the dark

>>8879793
Some of us actually enjoy a good grimdark rather then fap material. Fap material is common as electrons, good grimdark is rare.

The next morning Vegus awoke with a start. Gripping his lasgun tightly, but being surprisingly mindful not to discharge the weapon, he scanned the room.

The noble girl was still sleeping next to him... silly girl - the children were all there, all five servants, the lord, the... where was the lords wife?

Getting up quickly, Vegus checked up on the food. It was all still there - he grabbed a quick bite then roused everyone else. Lord Himmelgeld cried more than the children had the previous day when Vegus started telling people to pack up and move out. It was a little odd seing adults taking orders from him, but it felt... easy. This reminded Vegus of his training once more, a phrase from an old teacher, a former guardsman veteran, of his comming to mind: "Giving orders is easy... any sergaent can tell his troops to start moving and just hold back and watch them get killed - the real lesson is to know when to give the right order"

Vegus had thought a lot about staying around and looking for the lords wife - but if she had wandered off... well, then she probably had her reasons - and if something had taken her, then Vegus did not wish to pursue them, instructing the lord that it was more important to secure the good lord's person than chasing something that could possibly endanger the good lord even more. This was of course true... but Vegus also did not feel confident enough to engage in a real firefight. That the children had killed the guards had been due to a good element of surprise... but something sinister really was hidding somewhere in the shelter, or the tunnels that it connected to... Vegus would prefer not knowing of it.

>>8880477
>fap material as common as electrons
Agreed, more story/grimdark, less fap

As they moved through the tunnels, the lord using his dataslate as a map to where this secret launch pad was, Vegus found it hard to even focus on singing one of his inspirational hymns. Sure, then children helped - even the servants helped, but... the lords daughter.

Again she seemed... wrong, off somehow. While her father had cried far more than any man ever should in public over his wife's disappearance, then this girl... She had not shed a single tear for her mother, retaining her chipper and helpful attitude towards Vegus as she had last night. what. the. warp.

>>8878369

Thin? I watched that, because I thought it would be thin - instead every single episode has tooth rotting amounts of moe, such that the occasional "Horrors of Ze War" was more Mary Sue, "oh I suffered, but I'm still sweet and kind and about to learn a lesson from my dear friends." than anything I could take seriously.

Honestly, if they'd kept the same amount of moe but spread it across 26 episodes and actually used the somewhat interesting background, it could have been very good.

The actual plot seemed immensely truncated - there was nothing about Rio at the Capital, dealing with politics or anything... but maybe I wasn't supposed to watch it expecting the Watchmen of moe.

(forgive me, the computer i am on does not have a spellchecker on its IE)

When they reached the surface the light of day was very bright - too much for the children, as they hugged the approns of the servants. Only one too many for the shuttle... and Vegus was the only one with a gun, him having gotten the children's firearms.

When everyone's eyes came into focus it was clear that they were outside the city - and thank the emperor for that: the city was ablaze.

The huge plume of smoke rose up to the skies, darkening the horizon. Underneath the darkened clouds small streaks of light appeared randomly...

Vegus recognized it as weapons fire - heavy weapons fire. There was some kind of battle raging, who was fighting who could not be seen - but it was probably for the best that everyone present got off-world.

The lord pressed some buttons on the data slate and spoke an arcane tech incantation that Vegus couldn't understand. Then the ground shook and... part of it gave way, revealing a platform raising out of the ground.

The platform rose, slowly but steadily, revealing that underneath it was indeed a space craft. Emperor be praised...

Laspistol fire.

Vegus spun around on the spot and saw the noble's daughter with the discharged firearm, having shot her father.

The children were terrified, the servants equally so.

"Drop it!" Vegus shouted, aiming his lasgun at her.

The the girl threw Vegus a coy look: "You're not going to pull that trigger..."

Keeping his aim with the lasgun, Vegus inquired to why that should be... him just having seen her murder a noble.

"Because you dont know why my father keeps mixing his high and low gothic... or why the city got attacked" the girl said, sounding oddly convincing.

Vegus did not say anything, but his curiousity was certainly peaked.

"Its simple really. My father's father is a pirate captain, using his imperial navy position to steal and pilfer anything he wants. You couldn't read it on the dataslate because he sealed those files, but on it there is actually proof that he is connected to pirates assaulting imperial commerce barges"

Vegus lowered his weapon: "What does that have to do with the planet being attacked"

"The same reason he wanted to escape: his job was to sell the stolen, acting as a representative for a trading cartel that doesn't exist - but this... he recently sold some launch mechanisms, i didn't figure out what they were for untill it was too late. Bomb releases, and they were faulty."

Vegus stared at the dead noble with burning hatred: "So... that is why my educatorium was bombed? Faulty bomb releases?"

The noble girl laughed: "No, they were infected with a tainted machine spirit - the pirates wanted to use them to take over the imperial navy ships that they were installed on. that was the battle in the skies."

"So why then bomb the city?" one of the servants cautiously asked.

The noble girl's lips curled: "Take out the fleet, capture the ships, then raid the planet. We only 'escaped' because my father knew the attack was comming... same reason Mardiun probably didn't want you along for the trip Vegus, you might discover all this"

Vegus found this to be... plausible - but still, this noble girl was part of this, how could he trust her now - and more importantly, could they escape the planet now?

While pondering this Vegus didn't notice the noble girl drawing a second laspistol...

Before Vegus could do anything the noble girl had shot all of the servants either dead, or to a point where they would die soon enough.

All three children were screaming. She shot those too while Vegus looked on in horror.

Then, with a calm and calculated easy she knelt down and held her dead father's hand so that it held first one of the laspistols with one hand, then the other gun with the other hand. Vegus did not know of bio-tracking gunfire tech or how to see who fired a weapon, but now it would seem that the lord had shot all these people first to anyone who would check.

She then tossed one of the guns on the ground next to the lordly corpse, while hidding the other on her person.

She then looked quite calmly at Vegus and pointed at the shuttle, gesturing for him to approach it.

Witnessing this much death so quickly, Meegan, Caiphas and Suffer-not... Emperor grant him strength, Caiphas wasn't dead yet, but couldn't speak... only make wet gurgling sounds while he strugled in vain to get Meegan's body off of him so he could breathe.

He wasn't crying, but it didn't take that many seconds before he stopped moving anyway.

Vegus didn't know what to do. Part of him wanted to speak rites of bureal to the dead, part of him screamed for vengeance in the name of those fallen, part of him... part of him wanted to know why?

Turning to the noble girl, his lasgun again aimed to fire, Vegus silently tracked her with his sights as she approached the shuttle, it automatically opening a door.

Turning to the would-be commisar, the girl looked at him: "If you want to live, or at least get off this rock before my grandfathers pirates come looking for my dad... get on, there's nothing else here to come for"

Vegus felt conflicted beyond measure. This girl had commited murder, sacrelige against that with which is human noble blood. Justice had to be served. Order had to be maintained.

Vegus got on the shuttle.

The shuttle apparently had a machine spirit well versed enough to guide the ship to space.

Looking around inside it, it became painfully clear why the lord had wanted him to dispose of the servants... the shuttle was laden with riches and money, probably the noble family's entire fortune, ready to be shipped off-world so it wouldn't get snatched up by the pirates.

Wait, that wouldn't make sense. If the noble had been cooperating with the pirates, why then hoard his own fortune? maybe this was just his 'cut'... didn't matter now

Sitting in the passenger seats of the shuttle as it rose from the ground via arcane technology only the rich, the priviledged or the obscenely well connected had access to, Vegus contemplated how to bring the girl to justice. He needed to know what exactly had happened. He had the lords dataslate... it might have evidence, but he could not understand it.

The noble girl seemed quite happy, in fact very happy - touchy feely happy some might even call it. Vegus fended off her advances and tried to tell her to act like a noble - but she was adamant that the only reason her father had claimed their family to be nobles was from the ill-gotten riched her grandfather had aquired. She was no more of noble blood than he was... although they now did have enough riches with them that they could easily buy some real titles and settle down together...

Vegus was about to inquire about this "settle down together" thing, but as the sky dimmed, the shuttle reaching the cold void of space, the girl suddenly grew... less enthusiastic.

The machine spirit suddenly crackled to life over the ships inter-vox, saying in an eerily mechanical voice that it was relaying an incomming vox from another ship:

"This is the 9834th fleet, this planet is under blockade during the investigation of piracy in this sector. Heed to and prepare to the boarded. Failure to comply will result in you being fired upon"

Sure, it was clumsy high gothic, but the message was clear. Was wasn't clear, at least to Vegus, was how the noble girl would react to it.

She seemed... hesitant - as if she wanted to instruct the ship to just fly away, to run the blockade. Why?

As the ship waited to be boarded, Vegus once again examined the dataslate. Indeed, there were sealed data on it... but it was looking at its exterior that gave Vegus an idea, as he noticed a socket and a matching plug in the wall of the shuttle. Connecting the slate to the ship, Vegus descretely asked the machine spirit to translate the content of the slate to low gothic... the machine spirit complied, and moments later Vegus was able to read everything.

By the emperor....

The machine spirit of the ship had... found errors

it showed where original data started and altered data ended - it had also somehow opened up the sealed data.

first of all the ship could have caried everyone to space - no problem. but this had been altered by changing the numbers shown for the ships oxy-manufacturium abilities.

Secondly, the sealed files contained writs of ownership and transport manifestos prooving that it was the noble girl who had moved all the riches onto the ship...

the noble lord had nothing to do with this - it had all been her doing. The information also linked her to the pirates, none of which appeared to be at all related to her or her parrents, but it did show that she had been the one ot tamper with legit weapon shipments her father had stood for...

Vegus did not reveal his discovery - but it all made sense now. By the emperor this woman would suffer for her crimes... although now it was obvious why she didn't want to be boarded, not that she had much choice. Still, without the evidence Vegus had uncovered just now, she could still get away with it, and she had said that she wanted him in on it... he could live the rest of his life bathed in riches if he just played along and blamed the girls father and hid the dataslate.

It felt as if it took ages for the shuttle to finally get boarded.

The noble girl was anxious. Her parrents were dead, she had witnessed her father sell out her homeworld to pirates... seen him murder children... that was at least her story when questioned. she did praise Vegus, saying that he had helped in the strugle with her father, but that she ultimately had to shoot him before he killed her. She could not live with him getting away with such treason to the glorious empire.

The sergeant heading th bording party just nodded. This was a noble, he just complied - didn't question her motives for one second.

Vegus knew that the noble girl was still armed, and trying to leave with the boarding party would make her suspect him trying to turn her in.

He needed to act fast.

The lasgun had been stoved back with the riches, but Vegus had learned enough hand to hand combat to... at least try... to incapacitate the noble girl. Turned out that was a lot easier than expected. One hard punch and she was out...

Handing the sergeant the dataslate, Vegus pled his case and explained what he had read and what he had seen. The sergeant found the accusations hard to believe, but reading the low gothic information on the slate soured his face

"Do you have any idea how much trouble it is to see a noble to justice"

"No, but I doubt it will you be you personally who will be in charge of it happening. Just relay the information, justice must be done, in the name of the emperor"

Writefag here - thats it, i'm out

*the end*

hope it wasn't too boring - i tried to make it as gritty as i could think of, although i do feel that the end is a little too... not grimdark enough, but considering that almost everyone died - and that our hero only got out of it with what he started with, him not gaining any of the riches, possibly just a simple recomendation for his efforts, then i'd consider this grimdark enough

Only in death does duty end

>>8882051
grim, dark, horrifying. Pity about the rest though.