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The Shrine World of Oashadus is the former home of Saint Orlanda and her Order, the Azure Rose. Atypical of most Shrine Worlds, the majority of Oashadus’ surface is covered by water. Legends say that the world used to be similar in nature to Holy Terra but that the tears of the people upon Orlanda’s death caused the oceans to overflow. Only two landmasses were spared the watery depths, leaving a majority of the populace to exist in floating communes. Many do not stand on or even see dry land during their lifetimes. As such, a large number of pilgrimage sites exist as drifting landmarks amidst the waves.

Originally you had planned to expose the truth behind Orlanda: of how the Saint “slew” herself in the process of becoming a Daemon Prince. In the process you’d unleash a torrent of daemons across the world, corrupting it and your acolytes utterly. Yet, as you well know, plans are made to be broken. From out of the endless blue, Orks rose without warning to pillage every divine site across the northern hemisphere. You and a few of your acolytes happened to be witness to one such ransacking. Had an unknown Saint not interfered it’s likely the Kommandos flying under the “Smokah’s” banner would have made off with every relic ensconced within the Shrine of the Sword.

Now you’re faced with a myriad of interesting decisions. Do you let the Orks consume the planet in their search for “durrt?” Can you make the people of Oashadus accept daemonkind as their saviors? Or will you abandon the plan entirely in order to play “Inquisitor?”

Welcome to Waaaaghterworld.

Also known as Ignitrix’s Sidequest, part of Khornette Quest.
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“...and from what we can guess that the reason they’re able to breathe underwater is because they believe they can.”

You stare incredulously at the acolytes in front of you. Had you not just heard those words come from the posterchild of the Adeptus Sororitas you might think they were pulling your leg. Orks are known to do stupid, incredible, and incredibly stupid things but this is something new.

“So you mean to tell me,” you begin, eyes narrowing. “That the Orks somehow managed to build an ENTIRE FLEET underwater because they believed reallllllly hard?”

Sanja casts her gaze downward and shuffles back a few steps. “Yes, Madam Interrogator.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose for a moment before looking to the other acolytes. “And what else are they up to? What’s their obsession with dirt all about?”

A Denounced Sister, Ellyn in fact, speaks up, “It’s a perversion of the local mythos, ma’am. Supposedly the drifters here think a jar of earth brings good fortune and the strength to weather any storm.”

“So, naturally, because the Orks think it’s supernatural it becomes supernatural,” you finish for her. “God. Damn. Xenos.”

If you weren’t currently hidden beneath an illusion your acolytes would see your feathers puffed out. The glorified spores have made it so you can’t easily deploy your daemon arch without turning the entire world into a warzone. Not to mention it’s likely that the chainsword-obsessed Saint from earlier would intervene. Speaking of…

“Do we have any information about that Imperial Guardsman from earlier?” you ask to the group at large.

Corus, the psyker you recruited personally on Scintilla, replies, “Reports say he’s remained at the Shrine of the Sword, ma’am. All attempts to talk with him or even dock at the atoll have met with little success.”

(cont)
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>>37686960

“Hrm… Which one of you Repentias was it I talked to over the microbead again?”

A Sister clad in a torn, red, hooded robe steps forward from the back. “That would be me, your Grace.”

You give her a once-over. “You said that the problem with the tithe shipments could be explained by Orks, yes? Mind explaining further?”

She bows her head. “Of course, your Grace. I simply noticed that an abnormal amount of freighters en-route to the spaceport here on Deph were lost in the same area. With the knowledge that the Orks may have originally manifested around the thermal vents in that area it follows that any lost ships may be thanks to them. It would also explain where they obtained some of the raw material for their heretical fleet.”

> [1] Appear to muse over the information, then send your acolytes out to deal with the problem.
> [2] Congratulate them on their work and let them in on your next move
> [3] Repentias aren’t usually this talkative. Take a moment to explore that.
> [4] Write in

I apologize in advance for not being able to speak propah orky
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>>37686990
>[3] Repentias aren’t usually this talkative. Take a moment to explore that.
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>>37686990
> [3] Repentias aren’t usually this talkative. Take a moment to explore that.
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>>37686990
>[1] Appear to muse over the information, then send your acolytes out to deal with the problem.
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>>37686990
> [3] Repentias aren’t usually this talkative. Take a moment to explore that.

Though we do need to open with "So much for an easy assignment..."
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[3] it is, writing...
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>>37686990

You shake your head and sigh. “So much for an easy assignment. If Lady Soph was here I’m sure she’d have some choice words about hubris right about now. Oh well.” As you straighten up you force yourself to smile. “What’s important is this can still be good experience for you all. For example, Sister....” you motion at the Repentia at the fore.

She dips her head. “Alia, your Grace.”

“...Sister Alia has already proven that she is capable of redeeming herself in the eyes of the Emperor. Though I must say, Alia, you strike me as different from the other Repentias.”

There’s no need for you to say why. Even though the other Repentias are present they have not said a word, let alone made any indication they care for the goings on of the world around them. The only response you’ve ever gotten out of them in their short time with you was getting them to secure Deph. And even then you might as well have had Servitors do it for all the interaction that happened. They might just be too far gone for you to save at the current juncture. It’s really a miracle they haven’t rushed off into the Ork’s front lines yet. You’ll have to think on how to fix that.

Alia hesitates before replying, “If I may be so bold, your Grace, I am Repentia by choice.”

Well that sort of explains it. Sisters who fail by the Sororitas’ strict religious code become suicidal fanatics in their hopes of earning redemption in the Emperor’s eyes. It’s often not by choice that they’re forced in such position, as even working with a mutant can be seen as a failing in the more puritan Orders. Such is the harsh nature of the cult. Those who become Repentia of their own free will without any true wrong-doing to their name are usually less zealous. Less being used lightly there.

(cont)
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>>37688247

As you formulate a reply you note that every Sister present (save the other Repentias) is eyeing Alia with wonder. Even Sanja. It makes sense, given the Sororitas’ reverence of the Repentias at large. You’ll need to handle this carefully.

> [1] “Well do go on then, Alia. I’m interested. If you can, that is.”
> [2] Thank her for her choice and actions, then turn the conversation elsewhere
> [3] Tell the assembled group about your rise from a lowly acolyte. Maybe it’ll inspire them.
> [4] Write in
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>>37688284
>[2] Thank her for her choice and actions, then turn the conversation elsewhere
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>>37688284
> [2] Thank her for her choice and actions, then turn the conversation elsewhere
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>>37688284
>[2] Thank her for her choice and actions, then turn the conversation elsewhere
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>>37688284
>[1] “Well do go on then, Alia. I’m interested. If you can, that is.”

Personal interest! That's how to corrupt a battle nun.
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> [1] “Well do go on then, Alia. I’m interested. If you can, that is.”

This woman is clearly different from the others and could prove very useful. Let's find out why she chose to become repentia as a way of corrupting her in future
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>>37688284

> [1]
I think >>37688474 & >>37688525 are onto something.
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I'd normally go with [1] but you don't corrupt battlesisters by being turning a crisis situation into storytime. Hance, this anon says [2]. We can always ask her later.
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> [1] - info is always good for just as planned moments later on.
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>>37688284
>> [1] “Well do go on then, Alia. I’m interested. If you can, that is.”
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Cool. [1] wins. Writing...
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>>37688284

“I see… I shall not pry if your code forbids you from speaking but I am curious. What are you seeking forgiveness for?”

Sanja shoots you a furious glance but Alia doesn’t seem fazed. “I once allowed a dangerous mutant to escape past me during a kill operation. Though it was terminated in the end, several of my team were wounded because of my failure. Not fatally so, but enough that the weight upon my heart called me to repent.”

“Hmmm…” You mull this over and think of how best to reply…

> [1] Saving a world should lift that weight
> [2] Worry not, one day the Emperor will forgive you
> [3] Thank her for sharing, then move on.
> [4] Write in
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>>37689236
>> [2] Worry not, one day the Emperor will forgive you
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>[4] "A dangerous mutant? Surely a minor mutated human could not have escaped you and your brethren. What *exactly* was this mutant"

(if nothing else we can go find it later and recruit it)
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>>37689236
>[4] Write in
>"Allowed? I doubt you just let it pass willingly. But your feelings of guilt are yours, and we shall say no more."

aka subtile psychology.
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>>37689236
> [4] Hmmm... Very well! I've decided. You shall become my bodyguard for the time being.
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>>37689236

seconding >>37689451
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>>37689338

That might be heresy. Plus we don't want to get too deep here. Orks and all.

>>37689451

This will piss off Sanja I'm sure.

>>37689490

I like this. If only because we can subtly fuck with her dreams and stuff or infuse her with tiny amounts of daemon energy
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>>37689545
>This will piss off Sanja I'm sure.

arguements give us an excuse to interact with her and challenge her beliefs.
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>>37689490
Seconding this deleting my old vote
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>>37689693

OR NEVER MIND I CAN COUNT.

Bodyguard has 2, subtle insult has 2
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>>37689739

"Sass" it is. Writing...
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>>37689721

I'll change my vote to bodyguard as I like >>37689545's dream messing idea
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>>37689771
I deleted the roll because >>37689783
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Fuck it I'll just combine them.
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>>37689819
DRINK!
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>>37689819
Hooray!
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>>37689236

"Allowed? I doubt you just let it pass willingly.” You rise from your chair and hold up your hand to stop Sanja’s retort before it leaves her mouth. “But your feelings of guilt are yours and we shall say no more on the matter. However!" You point at Alia with purpose. “I’ve decided after hearing that that you shall be my bodyguard for the duration of this mission.”

Sanja bawks as Alia bows deeply. “As you wish, your Grace. I shall be at your side until such time you see fit to release me.” With that the Repentia-by-choice walks around the desk to stand at your side.

“Well now that that’s over with… back to business.” You plop back down into your chair and look about the office you’ve been in thus far. At some point the Arbites you took it from via Rosette will want it back. Probably. That or they’re off shitting themselves that both the Inquisition and Orks are here.

“So what’s the plan, ma’am?” asks Corus. You keep forgetting he’s there. Which is odd because he’s the only male present in your cell. If only he wasn’t so unremarkable.

> [1] Let’s follow up on Alia’s lead. Maybe the Orks’ “main base” is around those vents
> [2] See if you can’t get the Saint moving so he handles your problem for you
> [3] This is the 41st Millennium. Let there be War. It’s time to bring in the Archway
> [4] Write in
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>>37690068
> [1] Let’s follow up on Alia’s lead. Maybe the Orks’ “main base” is around those vents
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>>37690068
>> [1] Let’s follow up on Alia’s lead. Maybe the Orks’ “main base” is around those vents
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>>37690068
>> [1] Let’s follow up on Alia’s lead. Maybe the Orks’ “main base” is around those vents
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>>37690068
> [2] See if you can’t get the Saint moving so he handles your problem for you

Set enemies against one-another, then we bring the archway.
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Pretty sure [1] has it.

Writing...
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>>37690068

You thumb over your left shoulder at Alia. “I thought we might follow Alia’s line of thinking and check out the Bermuda Triangle.”

Everyone stares at you blankly. Oh, right. They’re not up on old Terran history. “An old sailor's tale from a world much like this,” you somewhat lie. “Many a ship was lost in a triangular area that spanned a part of the ocean.”

More stares. Oh well. You tried. “What I mean is we’re going to look around those thermal vents to the north. I figure we’ll either find Orks or our missing tithe boats.”

“If that’s what you want, madam,” grunts Sanja. “When are we leaving?”

> [1] Right now!
> [2] Tomorrow. It’s getting pretty late.
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>>37690068
>You keep forgetting he’s there. Which is odd because he’s the only male present in your cell. If only he wasn’t so unremarkable.

Sounds like we have a prime infiltrator candidate here... those who stand unseen make for excellent stage hands in the great drama this world shall become...
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>>37690642
>> [1] Right now!
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>>37690642
>[2] Tomorrow. It’s getting pretty late.
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>>37690642
> [2] Tomorrow. It’s getting pretty late.
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>>37690642
> [1] Right now!
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>>37690642
>> [2] Tomorrow. It’s getting pretty late.
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>>37690642
>[2] Tomorrow. It's getting pretty late.
Dream shenanigans, Ho!
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>>37690642
> [2] Tomorrow. It’s getting pretty late.
Catch some Zs while you can, cause tomorrow, We embark on the hunt for the Red Orktoba
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>>37690642
> [2] Tomorrow. It’s getting pretty late.
> Practice swordplay at the mortal level.
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[2] it is.

Where are you putting up your acolytes?
> [1] Here at the local Arbites
> [2] Back on your boat
> [3] Somewhere in the nice part of Deph

Where are YOU staying with Alia?
> [4] Back on the boat
> [5] Somewhere in the nice part of Deph
> [6] As a guest of the Planetary Governor. An =][= guest.
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>>37690873
>> [3] Somewhere in the nice part of Deph
> [5] Somewhere in the nice part of Deph
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>>37690873
> [3] Somewhere in the nice part of Deph
> [5] Somewhere in the nice part of Deph
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>>37690873
> [3] Somewhere in the nice part of Deph
> [4] Back on the boat
Gotta get our sea-legs and footwork proper before a tentacle eyeball pops out of our shin.
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We probably want to be far away from our psychic peeps when we start screwing with Alia's dreams. Just food for thought.
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>>37690873
> [3] Somewhere in the nice part of Deph
> [5] Somewhere in the nice part of Deph
Can't corrupt them if you're not close.
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>>37690969
First dream:
> Alia reaches to grab something, she's not tall enough. She tries to sit in a chair, but she can't reach the armrest. A long-tentacled mutant jumps at her, she can't reach her bolter.
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Oashadus has 5 star hotels, right?

Writing...
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>>37686919
>TFW you work with one of the guys from Waterworld.
>TFW he never stops talking about working on Waterworld.
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>>37690642

“Tomorrow, I think,” you reply. “We’re not equipped to search in the dark and we definitely don’t have enough intel to go sneaking around an Ork fleet.”

You get a grunt back from Sanja before she turns and starts to shepherd the rest out. “One more thing,” you say to her back as you follow behind with Alia in tow. “I’m moving you all into the nicer part of Deph. I’ve seen your requisitioned quarters. While they were fitting for acolytes incognito, they won’t do for ones about to stop an Ork invasions. Consider it what may be your last chance to enjoy the finer things in life. On me.”

That seems to brighten your group up, except for the Repentias and Sanja. As you exit the Arbites’ office you note a rather disgruntled Judge shuffling back into it behind you, grumbling all the while.

It doesn’t take you all that long to find some nice rooms by the Governor’s Palace for your cell. You end up in a conjoined room with Alia all said in done while the rest of your acolytes go off to do their own thing.

> Pick one. Yes they are all different.
> [1] Set up some anti-snooping wards (Fel to waylay Alia’s questions)
> [2] Conure up a warp-infused privacy field (Better protection than [1]) (WP, Fel)
> [3] Forgo any further illusions or deception for now. You’ll just be careful later.
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>>37691523
>[1] Set up some anti-snooping wards (Fel to waylay Alia’s questions)
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>>37691523
>> [2] Conure up a warp-infused privacy field (Better protection than [1]) (WP, Fel)
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>>37691523
> [2] Conure up a warp-infused privacy field (Better protection than [1]) (WP, Fel)
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>>37691106
Second dream:
>Alia is attempting to fight off some Orks storming a beach, armed with only her chainsword. The orks keep moving past her, and she may as well be fending off the air for how much she misses. When the sisters behind her are overwhelmed by the xenos, she desperately tries to keep at least one Ork from slipping past. She lunges with her whirring blade, and hits nothing. However, to her great surprise, a wing hits the Ork in the face, knocking it to the ground. Alia then notices that the wing is attached to her!
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Seems [2] has it.

2d100 vs 69 & 50

Failing the first may lead to complications on the second and/or with your psyker. Remember - doubles are bad.

Failing the second means Alia stares at you funny. Real funny.
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Rolled 96, 36 = 132 (2d100)

>>37691787
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Rolled 30, 74 = 104 (2d100)

>>37691787
Here we go

If we fail orks invade our dreams
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Rolled 45, 43 = 88 (2d100)

>>37691787
Nat 100. I just know it
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Rolled 19, 30 = 49 (2d100)

>>37691787
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>>37691807
>>37691811
>>37691831

You pass both without any doubles! Yay.

Writing...

Also I'm highly amused at these dreams and will be stealing them.
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>>37691861
Do orks dream of electric grots?
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>>37691893

No ya git! They'z dreamin' of krumpin gits like you'z!
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>>37691909
Dat's roight!

Now shutup and ghimme yur teef!
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>>37691631
Idea for another? she is alone in a dark labyrinth (Maybe a ship or temple) being chased by something evil and dark, but cant turn around to look at it without being caught. Eventually she is chased into an armory and see's a chaos touched bolter marked with wings. She grabs it to kill the monster as it's her only option, and ends up killing the dark shape. Then she is congratulated by us and given a pat on the back, or rather a pat on her new wings. The wings on the bolter now gone of course.
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>>37691971

I mean it IS a logical series of events of sorts. My one issue is that it corrupts her very fast. True, the wings she gets WILL be feathery and thus "Saint-like." But how the hell can that be explained to the other acolytes? One day she's a Repentia the next a Saint? Seems fishy to me... But then again =][= + Emprah = shut up and nod.
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>>37692033
Maybe one of the later dreams then
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>>37692033
Before any mutations occur, we'll just give our interpretation (when she asks) that the dreams mean she should work on improving herself.
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>>37691523

If you’re going to start corrupting Alia you’re going to need to prevent wandering eyes and minds. The best way to do that is to redirect the flow of the Warp around the rooms the two of you share. Anyone looking in from the outside will have their attention redirected or their short-term memory erased, while those inside can perform almost anything short of an incursion without drawing notice. Plus you’ll be able to drop your personal illusion for awhile. Your wings have been killing you being cooped up against your back.

You set your things on your bed and turn to the door that connects the two rooms. As it’s currently open you see Alia dealing with her own meager collection of items. “I’m going to weave a little protection about all of our rooms,” you call over to her. “I just thought you should know.”

“Do you doubt my abilities, your Grace?” she asks plainly. She must think you don’t see her as a capable bodyguard.

You shake your head. “Not at all. I simply wish to account for the very unlikely chance a Weirdboy or an enemy psyker tries to breach our minds while we sleep. It’s happened before. Not fun, I can tell you that much.”

Alia nods in acceptance and returns to managing her spare set of robes. “A wise course of action. I shall stay out of your way then.”

After making sure her back is turned you quickly weave the necessary energies into the walls. You finish by the time she stands up and starts to climb into bed. “Good night, your Grace.”

“Good night, Alia.”

> You’re rolling WP regardless
> [1] Engage Dream sequence in >>37691106
> [2] You know what her dreams need? Orks.
> [3] Enter her slumbering mind but merely observe at first
> [4] Don’t mess with her dreams (No WP)
> [5] Write in
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>>37692246
>> [1] Engage Dream sequence in >>37691106
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>>37692246
> [1] Engage Dream sequence in >>37691106
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>>37692246
> [3] Enter her slumbering mind but merely observe at first
When you go to war, the battle must take place on a field of your own choosing. We need more information before we go in there cold turkey.
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Rolled 81, 91 = 172 (2d100)

>>37692246
>> [3] Enter her slumbering mind but merely observe at first
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I've been browsing a couple websites that claim to show the meaning behind common nightmares, anyone have any themes or meaning to get across? I see if i can find any matches
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>>37692246
>[3] Enter her slumbering mind but merely observe at first

Knowing is half the battle...
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>>37692322
Helplessness and wanting change?
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>>37692246
>[1] Engage Dream sequence in >>37691106
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>>37692354
Teeth pulling is usually associated with helplessness. Just sayin'
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>>37692246
>> [3] Enter her slumbering mind but merely observe at first
better to know what makes her mind tick to corrupt it yeah?
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>>37692271
>>37692303
>>37692317
>>37692368
We don't know for sure that the origin story she told us is true yet, though.
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>>37692246
[3] seems smart. Maybe [2] if we like what we see...
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>>37692354
Lack of control is apparently falling, could easily turn that into something with growing wings and flying I'm sure.

Being trapped in a small space is not being able to get out of a bad or not wanted situation

Being caught in a storm or other natural disaster also seems to represent lack of control and helplessness

>>37692398
According to these sites, more specifically its about anxiety over being judged and not being able to change anything in life
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If she wakes up in a sweat, can we be at her bedside with a look of sisterly concern?
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>>37692523
I don't think waking up from a nightmare with a psyker looming over you is very reassuring.
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I think [3] has it for now.

1d100 vs 69

1 leads to interesting things.
100 much the same but bad for you.

>>37692523
Sure.
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Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>37692556
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>37692556
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Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>37692556
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>>37692577
>9

Oh~
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>>37692577
AAAAAAHHHHH, IT'S THE SACRED NUMBER
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>>37692571
>>37692572
>>37692577

6 degrees of success mean you can pretty much run around in there all you want.

Also that Tzeentch is laughing.
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>>37692577
You magnificent son of a bitch
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>>37692398
>An ork painboy has Alia strapped to a dentist's chair. He brandishes an array of power tools in her face and no matter which way she turns there's another rusty implement. He reaches into her mouth with a power klaw and starts pulling.

I'm not sure if it's better if she wakes up before he gets the first tooth out.
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>>37692577
Just as planned
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>>37692611
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bcd94yGj7Ec
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>>37692577
Praised be Tzeentch.
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>>37692639
Well, if its more about anxiety and being judged, might be appropriate what with her being a willing repentia and what not
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>>37692748
>Alia finds herself being tugged by a daemon and an Ork. Both are pulling on her limbs with such force that her body begins to rip apart. She can only save herself if she gives into either one. Before she knows it, her body begins to break and just before she dies from being torn in half, she wakes up.
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>>37692797
>"I need to get stronger... I should become an Ork!"
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>>37692246

Delving into a human’s mind is rather trivial for a daemon like you. Even a well-trained Sororitas’ mental defenses are no match for your will. Slipping into Alia’s dreams is like slipping into a new set of clothes. Albeit some very weird ones.

When you “land” you end up as an invisible observer just above Alia’s head. She’s decked out in full power armor with two bolt pistols leveled at an alley just in front of her. The passageway is dark, yet you can hear the sound of shouting, running, and gunfire drawing ever closer from it. It doesn’t take you long to put together that this must be when Alia failed to stop the mutant.

Or, at least, you thought it was until an Ork comes running out of the darkness. Alia seems just as surprised as you as the big green Xenos bellows, “The only good humie iz a dead ‘un!”

Maybe you should help her out while leaving a few subtle clues to screw with her subconscious.

> [1] Show up as the Big E himself (WP)
> [2] Offer her “wings” to escape with
> [3] Offer her power to strike the Ork down with
> [4] Let it play out
> [5] Write in
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>>37692818
An exclusive club, unfortunately.
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You know what we need to do dream wise at some point? Make her relive the event that made her a Repentia. Only this time, give her some demonic assistance.
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>>37692845
I think thats happening now, you read his mind
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>>37692837
> [3] Offer her power to strike the Ork down with

UNLIMITED POWER
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>>37692837
>> [2] Offer her “wings” to escape with
With a Big E kind of voice.
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>>37692837
> [4] Let it play out
She must be helpless in her own mind for now, we'll strike next dream.
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>>37692837
> [2] Offer her “wings” to escape with
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>>37692837
>3: offer her power to strike the ork down with

Make her bolts all find her target
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>>37692837
>> [2] Offer her “wings” to escape with
I gotta head off now, thanks for running ELH
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>>37692797
Maybe have The Big E turn on her before she gets torn? Seed some doubt? But then again she IS a Repentia, they be crazy zealous.
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>>37692837
[1] and [3] seems a good, solid combo. Bad Cop E, good cop Chaos?
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>>37692837
>> [4] Let it play out
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>>37692837

could we combust the ork? Just make it die and have a whisper on a breeze say 'now is not your time' or something?
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>>37692919
You could.
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>>37692919
It's much better for our plans to have her fail here.
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>>37692919
This could work
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>>37692919
why though? that defeats the purpose of what we're doing, we first need to break her down, have her fall into despair, then we can come in and save her
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>>37692919
What does this accomplish other than give her a misguided since of invincibility?
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>>37693069
The important thing being that she does not associate what saved her with the Emperor,
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>>37692919
That is the opposite of what we want to do...
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I believe [2] has it by a vote. Writing...
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>>37693090
Nonono, she needs to be assuming that it was the Emperor who gave her a helping wing, until later dreams give her doubts.
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>>37693069
Wouldn't that make her a bit more green than we'd like? Rotten feathers don't do a whole lot for flight.
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>>37693155
Well, you get what you get, there are somethings that don't go to plan, Tzeentch said so. or did he?
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>>37693119
What were the mutations that we can hand out again?
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>>37693119
Can we stealthily add wings to her so it'll be a surprise?
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>>37693026
Nope. She probably has this dream every night, or something much like it. If we let her fail, we're just delaying our efforts, which is a bit pointless.
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>>37693180
what? no we get her to accept the change, give her the freedom to escape for herself
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>>37693206
Wings and fleshmetal if Cinder and Acerea, gods forbid a Slaaneshi, don't butt into their corruption.
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>>37693225
We don't know if she dies in these dreams. She could kick a lot of ass. We don't know!
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>>37693229
Despair is Papa Nurgle's realm. That's the exact opposite of accepting change and bettering yourself.
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>>37693196
We'll just make the wings white for now. In fact, we can change the color of any future wings to a brilliant white, now isn't that so?
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>>37693283
It's an encirclement with us leaving only one escape route for her to run down. That escape route is her hope for the better.
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>>37693283
Then what emotion is in Tzeentch's domain?
Excitement (from change)?.
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>>37693409
It's Hope.
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>>37693409
Hope, envy, treachery, transformation, and magic, paranoia, and anxiety. If it's related to change in any way, it's his deal.
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>>37693263
Nah, she's repentia of her own volition. If she didn't have a heavy self-guilt trip going, she wouldn't be where she is right now. Super hero dreams of ass kickage come from a different frame of mind.
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>>37692837

While remaining invisible, you freeze the dream and call out in one of your many fake voices, “Alia… Do you wish to be free of this torment?”

The Sister looks up from her huddled position up at the frozen Ork mid-leap and at the bolter shells sailing harmlessly by it on either side. As she stares the Ork turns into a hulking, tentacled monstrosity one might easily find in the dredges of any Hive World. “Usually you kill me by now or you slam me against the wall," she mumbles to the creature. "So why…”

“Because I am offering you salvation, Alia,” you reply. “Pull yourself from this self-imposed hell and fly free.” You wave your hand and cause a jetpack to appear next to her. “Fly, Alia.”

She looks between the mutant and the pack several times, finally deciding, “No.”

“As you wish…”

You unfreeze the dream and let it repeat a few times more. By the fifth time Alia’s starting to change her mind.

“If it will end this nightmare, so be it!” she shouts as she straps herself into the pack. The moment it’s secure the metal fuses with her skin and melts to form great, billowing, white wings. As promised, you pull her from the nightmare and put her into something a little more pleasant: a simple grassy meadow with rolling hills. Alia seems quite content to fly about and relax on the greenery, smiling even.

> [1] Good enough for now. You do have Orks to deal with.
> [2] Keep going
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>>37693551
>[1] Chad bro, chill
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>>37693551
> [1] Good enough for now. You do have Orks to deal with.
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>>37693551
> [1] Good enough for now. You do have Orks to deal with.
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>>37693551
>[1] Good enough for now. You do have Orks to deal with.
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>>37693551
>[1] Good enough for now. You do have Orks to deal with.
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>>37693551
> [1] Good enough for now. You do have Orks to deal with.
Better to not push too fast, lest she realizes something's up.
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>>37693551
> [1] Good enough for now. You do have Orks to deal with.

don't overplay it. we'll be on planet more than one night
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>>37693551
>> [1] Good enough for now. You do have Orks to deal with.
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>>37693592
>Chad bro, chill
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3zvTRQr7ns8
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>>37693551
> [1] Good enough for now. You do have Orks to deal with.
We are disciples of Tzeentch, We specialize in the long game.
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...yeah I think [1] has it. Writing...
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Who would win in a staring contest, Tzeentch or Nurgle?
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>>37693765
Neither, but both would declare victory.
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>>37693765
Slaanesh
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>>37693765
Khorne
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>>37693765
Skulls stare forever, Khorne wins.
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>>37693834
And then Khorne gets angry that Tzeentch turns the staring contest into a combination of a staring contest, prop hunt, and Maio Party.
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>>37693896
>Maio Party.
Is that like Chaos Mario party?
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>>37693551

Deciding that’s enough for one night you withdraw from her mind. From your vantage point on your own bed you can see her turn over and hear her sigh deeply. With any luck she’ll be in a talkative mood tomorrow.

Since you have a few hours of safety you let the illusion about yourself drop. In the gloom afforded by the twin moons outside you stretch and preen your wings. As you do you give your other acolytes’ rooms a cursory mental probe. Not enough to be detected and just enough to give you a glance at what they’re doing. As expected, the Repentias and Sanja are whispering prayers to the Corpse God while flagellating themselves. Meanwhile the Denounced Sisters are partying in one large group. You’re not entirely sure but you think Corus is amongst them. Good for him.

By the time the sun peeks through the curtains you’re already waiting for your cell in your Interrogator attire. With a few modifications, of course. Swashbuckling adventures on the high seas in a dress just doesn’t work. Though you’ve opted to keep the corset for now. In another part of the universe you could probably get away with calling yourself a Rogue Trader. Maybe you will one day. But not now.

It takes the better part of an hour to get your acolytes moving towards the dock where your boat is tied up. Corus and the Denounced Sisters are hungover while the rest are sporting fresh red welts (some even bleeding) on their bodies. Only Alia seems to be in good spirits. You’d forget she was a Repentia if it weren’t for her robes and sigils.

“Good dreams?” you ask as you set course for the northern vents.

“Mhm~” she replies. “For once in… well what must be close to five years now.”

You smile back. “Well that’s wonderful. I’d love to hear about it. After all we have time to kill…”

(cont)
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>>37693551
Conjure an image of the jetpack next to her bed! MINDFUCKERY COMMENCE WHEN SHE AWAKENS (and obviously make it disappear the minute she looks away)
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>>37694022

And so over the course of the next few hours you plant a few more little seeds of Chaos in her mind. A little Hope here, a dash of Change there… You’re pretty sure you’ll have her dancing to your tune in no time. But again, Orks to deal with in the foremost.

When you arrive at the area Alia had pinpointed it seems much the same as any other point in the vast ocean of Oashadus. None of your instruments are picking up anything unusual either.

> [1] Head farther in (Per)
> [2] Search around with your mind (WP)
> [3] Have Corus search around with his instead
> [4] Oh well. You tried. New plan.
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> [2]

WIZARDRY COMMENCE
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>>37694041
> [1] Head farther in (Per)
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>>37694041
[2] Search around with your mind (WP)
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>>37694041

> [3] Have Corus search around with his instead
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>>37694041
>> [3] Have Corus search around with his instead
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>>37694041
> [3] Have Corus search around with his instead
he gotta lvl up
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>>37694041
>> [3] Have Corus search around with his instead
Why do things if you have people to do it for you?
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>>37694197
Because we are better at it?
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

Since [3] won, I'll just go ahead and roll.

Less than 57 is good. Doubles or above that is bad.
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>>37694197

Because captain idiot would probably blow his own head off, and we are trying to gain their trust/chaotic alignment, not make them standoffish
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>>37694287
Oh goddammit
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This won't go well..
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>>37694041

“Oi, Corus. Sense anything?”

Corus winces at the sound. “No! Not unless the hundreds of Orks hitting my skull is something!”

Great. So much for delegation.

> [1] Head farther in (Per)
> [2] Do it yourself (WP)
> [3] New Plan.
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>>37694369
> [1] Head farther in (Per)
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>>37694369
> [2] Do it yourself (WP)
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>>37694369
> [1] Head farther in (Per)
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> [2] Do it yourself (WP)
We're really good at this + it will gain respect from the psyker
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>>37694369
> [1] Head farther in (Per)
I forget, did we say we were a psyker or something similar?
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>>37694369
>[2] Do it yourself (WP)
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>>37694427
yes. we did.
>>37694369
> [2] Do it yourself (WP)
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>>37694369

How hungover is he?!
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1d100 vs 79 (69+10 bonus)

Doubles is bad.

Failing is kinda bad.
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Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>37694558
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derp mode enabled: how do you roll again?
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Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>37694558
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Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>37694558
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Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>37694558


>>37694580
Pray to Tzeentch when you post.
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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>37694558
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>>37694580
When you open up the reply box, they're be a entry portion that says "options" Inside that box, type "dice+(whatever set of dice you are rolling, in this case "1d100")"
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>>37694570
>>37694595
>>37694611

Oh hey he wasn't kidding about the Orks. But not in that way.

Writing...
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>>37694616
KRUMP FOR THE KRUMP BOSS! 'EADS FOR THE POINTY STIK!
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>>37694558
Would a 99 be a bad roll considering it is two nines in a row?
That would just be a double blessing from our patron?
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here we go...
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>>37694616
WHELP
Time for sudoku
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>>37694716
It's not one of the first 3 rolls, luckily.
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>>37694734
And that is all that stands between me and dishonor
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>>37694369

As seems to be the trend in your life, you cast out your mind to the ongoings in the Warp for answers. You don’t have to go all that far to realize there’s three huge groupings of Orks nearby. One’s down below with the vents, another somewhere between them and the surface, and one… No…

You turn to your right and squint. Sure enough, there’s a large Oil Tanker, painted purple, floating in plain sight on the horizon. It’s only because you’ve pierced the veil of their WAAAGH! field that you and your acolytes are able to see it. Fucking Orks.

> [1] Deal with the Tanker first
> [2] Use Psychic juju to go explore the depths (WP)
> [3] Turn around, hope they didn’t see you, and come back when you have a submarine (Ag)
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which did go according to plan. right?
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>>37694774
> [3] Turn around, hope they didn’t see you, and come back when you have a submarine (Ag)
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>>37694774
> [1] Deal with the Tanker first
Point it out to the sisters. Really Aren't you supposed to be vigilant?
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>>37694774
> [1] Deal with the Tanker first
Add a facepalm and ask if one of the sisters can give you a headpat for mental relief.
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>>37694774
> [1] Deal with the Tanker first

A facepalm is kinda like a self-headpat, right?
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>>37694923
but it feels better if someone else does it for us.
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>>37694937
Yeah, we just have a talon.
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[1] it is. Writing...
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>>37694774
>[3] Turn around, hope they didn’t see you, and come back when you have a submarine (Ag)
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>>37694664
9 is sublime.

In binary it is 1001, which is both symmetric and uncomfortable to represent on your fingers.

In Octal it is 11, which is symmetric and also resembles the root of 9 when represented in binary.

In the language of hexes it is the last number that is itself until numbers change to letters.

In the numbering system of the ancient calendar-making Terrans it is represented with a bar and five pips, making it stand on the cusp of looking like 9's representation in octal.

In quarter-imaginary base, which is the language used to ask one of the questions of the maze, 9 is represented as 10201, which is symmetric and horribly, awfully real.
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>>37695081
>In Octal it is 11
Khorne reveals Tzeentch for the piece of Malally shit that he is, you heard it here first, folks!
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>>37694774

Well you came here to find a Warboss. A big Orky ship seems like the best place to start looking.

“But why are they just sitting there?” asks Ellyn.

“It’s likely they’re hoping we come farther into their trap,” replies Sanja.

“Hardly,” you add. “It’s more likely they think if they don’t move at all we can’t see them.”

A round of grumbles and curses about Orks circles the boat while you all put your heads together. It would be less than trivial for you to teleport aboard the Tanker or blow it out of the water. The problem is selling either idea to your cell, let alone doing so without exposing yourself as either a daemon or an alpha-level psyker. Neither is good in your present company.

“What if we leave some here to guard the boat while the rest swim for it,” suggests Alia.

Corus smiles weakly before adding, “That could work. Just tie me to the keel and they’ll never find the boat.”

Everyone laughs at that. Ellyn even makes a show of being “startled” at Corus’ existence.

> [1] Time to go swimming (Ag)
> [2] This isn’t a daemon portal, I swear (WP, Fel)
> [3] Zoanthropes aren’t the only psychic artillery batteries (WP, Fel)
> [4] Take the boat back a few miles and have either the Inferno or the Raptor boil the Orks alive
> [5] Write in
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Summon some ungodly leviathan from the depths to sink that ork scrapheap
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>>37695214
>> [1] Time to go swimming (Ag)
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>>37695214
> [1] Time to go swimming (Ag)
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>>37695214
>> [5] Write in
>Tie Corus to the keel
Do orks believe that Corus doesn't exist? If so, then use Orky Psychology against them! They see Corus, They see Corus with a ship. Corus does not exist, there for the ship and Corus does not exist. Wez sneakyz
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>>37695306
Corvus is basically cursed to be very forgettable/go unseen.
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>>37695214
>[5] Write in
>Try to extract some intel from the orks' surface thoughts
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>>37695214
> [1] Time to go swimming (Ag)
Do we have scuba gear and melta bombs?
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>>37695332
That's the point.
>Corvus + Curse of being forgettable = Invisible man.
>Corvus + Curse Tied to ship = ship cursed to be very forgettable = Invisible ship.
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>>37695395
I don't think it works like that.
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>>No.37695408
ORKS. nuff said. it works for dem, works for us.
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Think [1] has it.

1d100 vs 49

Try not to embarrass yourself in front of your acolytes.

>>37695371
You can do this on the way. I'll make it an option.

>>37695408
It would once the Orks learn of his existence. Or lack there of. Fucking Orks.
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>>37695214
>> [1] Time to go swimming (Ag)
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Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>37695444
nines go
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>>37695408
Your humie logic doesn't think it works like that.
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Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>37695444
goddamn orks
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time for a bird to swim in the sea...with no oil on its feathers
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Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>37695444
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>>37695451
>>37695457
>>37695469

You swim the fuck out of that water.

Writing...
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>>37695467
quick someone drawfag me a pic of Iggy acting like a duck in water! Complete with a Donald Duck Outfit!
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>>37695457
Damnit, now they all know we're a fantastic swimmer. We'll never hear the end of this!
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>>37695451
>>37695457

>trip 4s
>44s
>a 4
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Rolled 36 (1d100)

swimming...
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'cmon ELH, we're dying over here
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>>37695670
It hasn't even been 10 minutes, quit whining. You know nothing of waits. Try following AToW.
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>>37695214

You look over your cell and pick out a few to come with you over to the Tanker. In all, Alia, Ellyn, and two of the Repentias are set to come with you before Sanja interjects, “This is because I’m in power armour, isn’t it?!”

“Well, yes. Yes it is. You haven’t taken it off since we landed.” You try not to be stern but fail utterly. Every other acolyte brought proper attire!

Sanja “hmphs,” pushes one of your chosen Repentias aside, and jumps into the water. To your astonishment she bobs up moments later and begins swimming. “See! Swimming in power armour is day one training!”

Huh. Well far be it from you to try and fish her out at this point. You have the shunned Repentia stay on the boat while the rest of your chosen acolytes dive in. In all the five of you make excellent progress towards the Ork vessel, though you make it a point to show up the rest. You even go back to swim a few circles around Sanja to drive your point home, much to her chagrin.

Once you’re closer to the Tanker you can see several “deffskis” doing laps about the hole-ridden, rusty, spikey tub. You might be able to avoid them if you time it right, though that might leave your followers behind if they’re too slow.

> [1] On you go! (Per, Ag)
> [2] Take one of two Orks out with your mind to create a gap (WP)
> [3] Conjure up a sudden storm or fog to give you cover (WP)
> [4] Write in
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>>37695764
>> [1] On you go! (Per, Ag)
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>>37695764
>[3] Conjure up a sudden storm or fog to give you cover (WP)
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>>37695764
>[1] while we're swimming, Form up like ducks in a line to stay together. Iggy's a natural waterbirdy.
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>>37695764
> [2] Take one of two Orks out with your mind to create a gap (WP)
Make them steer wrong and crash into eachother.
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>>37695764
>[2] On you go!
They should make like guardsmen and get used to interrogators being terrible superiors.
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No.37695821
> [2] Take one of two Orks out with your mind to create a gap (WP)
Make them steer wrong and crash into each other.

Use 3 to do that instead, less chance of detection
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I think [1] has it.

2d100 vs 60 & 49

First will see how well you're able to time things.
Second is how fast you are personally.
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Rolled 73, 43 = 116 (2d100)

>>37695957
ducky
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Rolled 10, 29 = 39 (2d100)

>>37695957
boom
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Rolled 70, 62 = 132 (2d100)

CHARGE
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Rolled 39, 68 = 107 (2d100)

>>37695957
Is it me or are we losing players?
>>37695990
Damn son
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Rolled 40, 46 = 86 (2d100)

>>37695957
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>>37696003
That's normal, we're getting past the Americans' bedtime.
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>>37696003
It's after midnight, people are tired
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Rolled 88, 57, 28, 5 = 178 (4d100)

>>37695972
>>37695990
>>37696000

Yeah I think you got it. 5 DoS on the first pretty much means as long as none of these rolls are above 80 your acolytes make it.

>>37696003
1:46am on the East Coast. You should see it around 3 or 4am
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>>37696043
Oh no, a repentia!
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>>37696043
Goddamnit khorne why you gotta fuck up my rolls
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>>37696043
Poor, poor person.
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>>37696043
... well shit.
Guess you aren't as good at swimming in power armor as you thought.
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>>37696043
>88

Welp. Your Repentia (not Alia) isn't going to make it. Writing...
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>>37696059
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD
SNEAKING IS NOT ALLOWED
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>>37696059
what anime is the clip from?
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>>37695764

It takes several cycles of the deffskis for you to get the timing down. All the while you and your acolytes are left treading water. When you finally signal to swim, one of you is left behind: the nameless Repentia. Save for her, you all make it to the waterline of the Tanker before the Ork patrol comes around. The two Xenos catch her mid stroke, their hands already reaching for their weapons. As for the Repentia herself, she seems to be turning INTO their path.

> [1] RIP. She’ll buy you time to get aboard
> [2] Try to save her with a little magic (WP)
> [3] Banish her to go hang with the Blood Ravens (WP)
> [4] Write in
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>>37696158
>> [2] Try to save her with a little magic (WP)
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>>37695957
Ugh 2 won...
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>>37696158
> [2] Try to save her with a little magic (WP)
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>>37696158
> [2] Try to save her with a little magic (WP)
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> [2] COMMENCE MAGIC SHENANIGANS
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>>37696158
2
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1d100 vs 69

Doubles is bad.

Failing means she doesn't get saved.
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Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>37696257
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Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>37696257
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Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>37696257

Hey, what if one of the repentias is a secret felinid, and is freaking out about being on a boat right now?
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Rolled 52 (1d100)

SAVE THE POTENTIAL CHANGE WOMAN
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Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>37696257
here goes
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>>37696274
We cast the shit out of whatever it was.
>>37696277
That's not how abhumans work.
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>>37696277
..... Now I want shy catgirl repentia
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>>37696274
>>37696275
>>37696277

Well 2 < 69 last I checked. Writing...
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that means is smaller then, not equals
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>>37696308
Are you blind?
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>>37696355
>2>69
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... well looks like we have either a) a troll on our hands or b) that anon is mentally retarded
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>>37696376
or more likely that /tg/ is getting tired
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remember to account for multiple countries
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>>37696158

One thing you’ve come to “appreciate” about Orks is their love of colors. Red being faster, for instance. In the Repentia’s case, you turn her the one color that might save her: purple. From head to toe, outfit, skin, and all, she turns a violet hue.

“OI!” shouts one Ork as he brings his deffski to a stop mere inches from the Repentia. “WHERE DID IT GO?”

“YA GIT!” replies his fellow. “I TOLDS YA YOU’Z SEEIN’ THINGS. NOW WE’Z MISSIN’ DA DEA’CIN GABBIN’.”

“YOU’Z THE GIT, YOU GIT. ONE MORE PATROL YOU’Z SAID.”

“SHUT YUR GOB BEFORES I SHUTS IT FOR YA.”

The two Orks continue on their way growing steadily louder all the while. As soon as they’re far enough away you remove the illusion from the Repentia and return her to normal. She quickly makes it over to you all and asks, “Why did you rob me of a chance to redeem myself?” Even while bobbing like a duck you can tell she’s more downtrodden than usual.

> [1] Not now. Ask me later.
> [2] Because it’s not your time.
> [3] Ignore her question and point up at the hull of the Tanker
> [4] Write in
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>>37696470
>> [2] Because it’s not your time.
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>>37696470
> [2] Because it’s not your time.
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>>37696470
> [2] Because it’s not your time. You might find a worthier time up there, but that would have just been a waste of time just then.
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>>37696470
> [2] Because it’s not your time.
Redemption is not earned by needlessly throwing your life away. If you truly wish to redeem yourself, you will serve to the fullest extent of your capabilities.
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> [4] Because you will have a far more glorious chance to do so momentarily, if our luck holds.
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>>37696506
Could see that used in the post operation debriefing where it's just her and Iggy, if she survive of course
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[2] it is. Writing...
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>>37696638
>Rejoice! You will suffer many more wounds both from your soul and your body before being allowed to join the Emperor's side!
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>>37696506
If a line ever belonged in the first panel of a dojin...
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>>37696470

“Because it’s not your time,” you reply. “Not yet. Now everyone up the side before the next group comes around.”

As you ascend you start to hear snippets of an Ork speaking over a loudspeaker. You can’t quite make out everything he’s saying, even with your daemonic hearing. It’s only when you arrive at the deck proper do you catch the majority of the “Dea’cin’s” speech:

“Orks of da good ship, I’z had a visun… I’z had a visun so great, that as it came ta me I had ter thump me favurite Grot. We’z all knows what I’z saw. I’z saw… da land.”

A roar goes up as the five of you clamber over the side and onto the deckplates. There’s very little cover on the top of the Tanker, though all of the Orks on the otherwise flat surface are staring up at a decorated Warboss. Squinting, you can make out grots to his left and right throwing out what look to be lho sticks to the throng below.

> [1] Assassinate the Warboss from here (BS)
> [2] Take over the Warboss’ mind (WP)
> [3] Find a way below to search for the fuel tanks (Per)
> [4] Try and hide somewhere (Ag)
> [5] Write in

Writin' propah orky takes time
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>>37696728
I could see it.
qt samurai boy, yum~
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>>37696759
>> [3] Find a way below to search for the fuel tanks (Per)
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>>37696759
> [3] Find a way below to search for the fuel tanks (Per)
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>>37696759
> [5] Use warp fuckery to make his head explode
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>>37696759
>[2] Take over the Warboss’ mind (WP)
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>>37696759
> [3] Find a way below to search for the fuel tanks (Per)
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Would y'all say that Iggy is about as strong as Captain Titus?
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>>37696803

She is a daemon, so maybe. Cinder definitely is by an order of magnitude or two.
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1d100 vs 60

Pass and you'll find both a way down and the tanks.

Fail and you won't find the tanks.

Super fail and you won't find either.
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Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>37696881
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Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>37696881
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Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>37696881
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well.... we made it... by 0 degrees
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>>37696894
>>37696897
>>37696901

> Passes by 9

Tzeentch pls. Writing...
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>>37696923
bonus for passing difference of 9 pls, add one degree. pls.
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>>37696944
No, we passed and we could not have passed any other way. Just as keikaku.
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>>37696759

A quick search of the deck turns up several ladders down into the depths of the ship hidden amongst the refuse. After going down one such ladder you find yourself in a place somehow more rusted and broken down than the exterior hull.

“Fan out, but don’t go too far,” you say to your acolytes. “We’re looking for anything that looks like a fuel tank or might lead to one.”

While you search the Dea’cin’s speech goes on. “...And he sez to me, a Weirdboyz shall leads you’z. A Weirdboyz. And BEHOLD! DA SPESHIAL BOYZ!”

Another cheer, then, “A beacin in da dark. He’z shown us da path! Saints Joes done us good, Boyz!”

“Hurry up,” you whisper over the microbead. “That Ork sounds like he’s wrapping up.”

“I’ve got something over here, your Grace. Port side, two decks down. By the looks of it it’s a tube running all the way up to the deck.”

“And in it?”

“I’m fairly certain it’s oil or gasoline of sorts.”

> [1] Have everyone converge on Alia
> [2] Have the acolytes “acquire” some deffskis
> [3] Have everyone remain below while you head up onto the deck
> [4] Write in
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> [4] Have the acolytes go get deffskis (to get the hell out of here in a minute) while we go and do 'orrible things to that fuel line. Like pump it full of corruption or summat.
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>>37697078
>>37697102
This
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>>37697078
>> [2] Have the acolytes “acquire” some deffskis
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>>37697102
Have you ever seen Waterworld?
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>>37697102
>>37697078
We should set a remote charge (or just a warp-powered equivalent) and try to convert the orks to chaos while the acolytes are distracted. If they disagree, we explode them, just as keikaku.
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>>37697143

Chaos Orks aren't at thing anymore. Then again we have a single Chaos Eldar that hangs around with Acerea so who knows. Personally I think we should just fuck with the Warboss and figure out where the main groups are. Because if it's just the vents, underwater thing (Red Orktobah), and the fleet then we can have the fleet above melt em without any harm to the planet.

Otherwise I think our daemons will end up fighting Orks more than consuming/converting the populace.
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>>37697130
I haven't, no.
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So acolytes to deffskis and Iggy to the fuel line and/or the warboss. That will work.

Writing...
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>>37697191
Our Tzeenchian incursion being subsumed under a larger Khornate one would be hilarious
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>>37697225
If we could save the warboss to fight the saint that would be awesome, even more awesome if we could set this up to make him think the saint was behind this, and somehow corrupt him in some way
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>>37697078

A thunder from above tells you that your time is up. “Go get some of their vehicles,” you shout as you run up topside just in time to see all the assembled Orks descending below. “And be quick about it. They’re heading your way.”

You don’t even wait for a reply before running towards the Warboss’ balcony. At first he doesn’t notice you, only doing so when one of his Grots points it out.

“Oi! Watz a humie doin’ here?” he demands. “I’z thought we’z kill ‘em all already.”

“Not by a long shot,” you shout back. “But I have a proposition for you: Come work for me and I won’t blow your boat to a thousand pieces.”

“HAH. YOU’Z BLUFFIN’! AND EVEN IF YA’S DID DA BOYZ WOULD KILL YA’S DEAD.”

“Am I…?” You conjure up an ethereal fire in the palm of your hand and wave it about for effect. “I need an answer ‘Dea’cin.’ Are you going to work for me or not?”

He spits in your general direction. “THERE’S NOT ENUFF DURRT IN DA WORLD.”

As he roars you hear two acolytes, Ellyn and Sanja, reporting in that they’ve made it to safety. As for Alia and the Repentia, you get a burst of static followed by “coming to you.”

> [1] Wait for them, then blow the boat.
> [2] Blow the boat now before the Warboss can call for reinforcements or tries to fight you himself
> [3] Blow the Warboss’ mind (WP)
> [4] Quickly offer him the chance to fight Blood Ravens or that Saint from earlier (Fel)
> [5] Write in
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> [5] Combine 3 and 4. If he refuses 4, blow his mind. If he tries dickery, blow his mind.
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>>37697363
>> [1] Wait for them, then blow the boat.
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>>37697363
>>37697378
>You want to do my bidding. You are feeling very chaotic. These aren't the acolytes you're looking for.
Let's psy dominate him so hard his head might explode.
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>>37697363
>1 & 4
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>>37697363
> [3] Blow the Warboss’ mind (WP)
she's a killler queeeeennn
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>>37697363
"You're probably right, after all, if your boyz couldn't handle that single guardsman in that shrine, you're probably a wuss too. AND you're an idiot too, because if there's too much ocean, and not enough dirt, then you drink all the ocean so there's dirt EVERYWHERE. You're a waste of my time."

Say this while preparing to blow his brains out. It's gon be gud.
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So basically I'm getting mind blowing of some sort. Let's deal with that.

1d100 vs 69.

Doubles are still very bad.

Failing not so much other than he'll live.
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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>37697465
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Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>37697465
PCHOO!
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Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>37697428
It's doubles time
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Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>37697465
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>>37697471
>>37697473
>>37697475

I'd say that's a pass. One last update to leave you all on a cliffhanger of sorts then we'll call it a night.

Writing...
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>>37697504
Don't you mean a shiphanger?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T5yLR0zZ54Y
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>>37697363

You look up at the Warboss and let only the front of your personal illusion drop for a moment. He recoils in alarm at seeing what you are which you immediately take full advantage of.

“You know if your ‘Boyz’ couldn’t even deal with a single ‘humie’ at a shrine to the south I don’t even want to know how weak their leader is. So you’re right, there’s not enough dirt in the world for me to consider hiring you in the first place.”

“WHY YA GIT. I’LL…”

Pointing a singer finger at him, you smile. “I’ll leave you with this single thought: why not just use the dirt from the seafloor? It’s essentially dirt, ya git.”

During the two seconds it take him to parse that you give him the death stare. His head literally explodes, as does the deck underneath of you.

Oops. Good thing you’re a daemon. Hopefully Alia’s alright.

> Housekeeping next post
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>>37697566

Cinder tomorrow or sometime over the weekend. We'll see.

Guess Iggy's Sidequest will keep on trucking as well.

Have the Dea'cin.

Thanks for coming out.
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>>37697566
Oh no, not Alia! She's cool!
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>>37697582
I can't remember their names.
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>>37697596
Neither do I at times, but I do want to have ten out of ten corrupted.
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>>37697566
1. Acquire insider Alia
2. Corrupt Sanja
3. Then the world
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>>37697606
Kili and Fili are the biological sisters, right?
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>>37697596
She's the talkative repentia who we messed with her dreams, she's our bodyguard, so she better make it out

Thanks for running ELH
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ELH, how long do we have to wait until we have some corruption really going?
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>>37697626

I think she'll be fine given ELH's track record. What I am worried about, though, is that she'll end up seeing our daemonic form or part of it as a result of the blast. Maybe it'll just be the wings? Think we can fake being a Saint?
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>>37697626
I can only remember Alia's name. I'm also pleased that we didn't have to screw over her mind to plant ideas in it.
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>>37697643
>"Oh yeah, I'm actually Inquisitor Soph, please keep it a secret?"
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>>37697640

You mean full on wings and stuff? Depending on how bold you are, next week. Otherwise it'll happen over time like how I've handled a certain Eldar's.
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>>37697644
If you can't remember this thread and the last thread, you should probably reread them
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>>37697657
When Cinder, Acerea, and Ignitrix have all built up their power bases enough, we should go fight the Dark Eldar for a decent challenge.
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>>37697664
Or maybe ELH could make minion columns in the character sheets?
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>>37697672

I'm just going to throw this out there: Astropaths still work in the Warp. It just takes longer.

>>37697678
There's an NPC's at a Glance sheet but it needs updating. I'll see to that.
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Alright, the NPC sheet is mostly up to date from Cinder's POV. If someone wants to do me a solid and go through to figure out what threads they all first appeared in that'd be great.

Unrelated: on a scale of 1 to 10, how best girl is Sytili?
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>>37697741
6.
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>37697741
I'll let the die decide.
By the way, Cinder should pat the Ignitrix doll eight more times, bringing the total to nine.
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>>37697766
Cinder's is only when she gets Khorne to headpat her.
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>>37697741
Probably a 7 for me, Iggy a 9 and cinder a 10, though from cinders perspective, Iggy is a 13, acerea a 11.5 and sssssssytilli a 10
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Oh yeah, we gotta be sure to slip some dead orks into a warp container for Lazerus.
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>>37697741
I wish Acerea got her own sidequests where she could do shit besides talk to people.
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>>37697807

See >>37410990
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>>37697812
Fuck that stupid justification for not being able to play as our first companion. Fuck that right in the face. I wanna spread plagues like she did on that one planet with the Grey Knights, and throw plagueballs, and heal people with plague powers.
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>>37697839
And also: GET PROMOTION POINTS AND STOP MOOCHING OFF OF CINDER
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I'd like more of Sytilli, myself. I wanna use her mental nuke
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>>37697856
Then why not acerea and ssssytilllli fun times from acereas POV?
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>>37697839

Some of that sounds alright but the rest is why her oneshot didn't really work out. A lot of what makes Acerea Acerea is stuff that takes time to do or isn't exactly good quest material. She's more suited for a Civ or RTS type quest. The kind where you micromanage a lot of little things and not a whole lot actually gets done. Not to say such things are bad but that they wouldn't appeal to a majority of the quest goers.
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>>37697839
Plus, she's still a lesser daemon, so that means playing as her would be more challenging! Whereas Cinder and Iggy can demolish pretty much anything in their paths, she has to use her cunning and powers to get by.

>>37697879
What are you saying? We didn't get to do anything in her oneshot threads besides "Hey, I want my tyranids Green flavored?" and "Hey, check this out, you can plant soulstones."

We haven't even gotten to do what you've said is a problem. You're judging too early.
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>>37697902
Oh yeah, remember when she was going to go convert those Eldar, and it was her show and arena? And then Cinder was the MC for the entire thread! What WAS that!?
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>>37697915

Would you really want /tg/ in charge of that dialogue? Or having to roll for it?
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>>37697928
Yes, we ARE the players.
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>>37697936
Of cinder.
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Overall, Acerea needs more sidequests to shine, sidequests where she can actually do stuff. Being put on the bench by newcomers like the psychic bug dinosaur lady is just pathetic.

>>37697948
Right, just like in this thread!
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Jesus this is becoming a substantial argument
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>>37698003

It happens a lot around Acerea due to one to two spergs. If you watch who says similar things on Twitter you can figure out who it is rather quickly.
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>>37697879
>A lot of what makes Acerea Acerea is stuff that takes time to do or isn't exactly good quest material. She's more suited for a Civ or RTS type quest.
Right now, that seems PERFECT for where she's at. Brute force will not be enough to take that planet, no, strategy and plague will suffice. That weeaboo planet is hers for the taking! Now if only ELH would actually let us play through the cool part, that sidequest would be incredible.
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>>35268774
>Do you have any plans for an Ara Ara One Shot?

>>35268818
>Vague ideas about Tactical Gardening Action.
Which we never got to play. Instead, we get drama whenever we 'play' like we're filling a role instead of controlling a character as Acerea.

I hope there will be more opportunities to realize that character's potential, and that players won't be too satisfied with the way things are now.



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