It was decided, you would create a combi weapon for the space marine Juliannus. A weapon with the thunderous power of the bolter and an underslung plasma gun with the power of a miniature sun. An incredible weapon for an even more incredible warrior.

As you left his room you started to contact with the Magos of the cruiser. Normally they would have rejected any attempt to get knowledge about the construction and craftsmanship of such fine pieces of human engineering but you felt confident, you weren't only the lead Skitarius Master but also a close acolyte of the Inquisitress and you were following orders from an Astartes. With all those three credentials not even the Magus could reject your propositions.

Predictably they at first rejected your approach towards the sacred blueprints. Still, you thanked their time and acted relaxed, this bureaucratic battle was already won. The next month you spent filling forms and getting proof of both Karelia's and Juliannus's testimonies. With a great stack of paper, waxed seals and signatures you returned for the second round against the same Magos that rejected you first. This time, there was nothing they could do. Against their wishes they ended giving you the cypher key that unlocked the access and contents to such precious data.

Once again you reunited your trusty and closest Skitarii warriors and generals. Most of them now wore a carbon copy of your armor painted with the crimson and gold scheme of your particular army and decorated with many gears with intricate baroque designs on them or nigh-invisible litanies and chants dedicated to the Omnissiah. Some of your warriors were still somewhat angered because of your past actions but the pass of time and your recent armor gift had slowly appeased them. Sadly this weapon crafting project had to be kept a secret. Making it public among your warriors would have skyrocketed your popularity but also created a great disturbance among the non-skitarii techpriests.

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>>40758841

With all of them reunited over the workshop you told them about what their mission was and then showed them the Godwyn Mark Vb Pattern Bolter blueprints. Before starting to work you and your team had to choose what kind of weapon would it be. Among the bolter and plasma gun patterns there were a myriad of designs and combining them only made the possibilities multiply exponentially.

++CHOOSE WHAT KIND OF WEAPON CREATE++
>DESIGN
+Long range ( Low Range, Low Speed )
+Assault ( Mid Range, Mid Speed )
+Close Range ( Close Range, High Speed )

>FRAME
+Standard ( No decorations, a basic coat of color )
+Decorated ( Many decorations and furnishing, making it stand out )
+Mechanicus ( Mars red color, cog mechanicus and prays to the Omnissiah. It will make the weapon last more and fight harder )
+Hexagrammatic Wards ( Intricate and strange designs that repel daemons and stop possession to some degree )
+Heralds of Vengeance ( A reminder of his crumbled chapter, painted in its colors and with its heraldry. )
+Write in

>PLASMA
+Standard
+Batross ( The same tech of your plasma gun; weaker than the standard weapons but the plasma bolts corrode and continue eating the impact zone after they have hit )
+Cannon ( Only lets him shoot once but the bolt has the power of a Plasma Cannon )

>OTHER ( CHOOSE 2 MAX )
+Purity Seals
+Extended Ammo
+Scope
+Holo-projector with the entire recorded history of his chapter
+Chainsaw Bayonet
+Stabilizer Fold
+Lightweight
+Write in

>>40758861
+Assault ( Mid Range, Mid Speed )
+Heralds of Vengeance ( A reminder of his crumbled chapter, painted in its colors and with its heraldry. )
+Batross ( The same tech of your plasma gun; weaker than the standard weapons but the plasma bolts corrode and continue eating the impact zone after they have hit )
+Purity Seals
+Holo-projector with the entire recorded history of his chapter

>>40758861
>+Assault ( Mid Range, Mid Speed )
Fits the more varied situations he'll be in (unless deathwatch tend to be close quarter encounters? My lore is lacking)

Some combination of
>+Mechanicus ( Mars red color, cog mechanicus and prays to the Omnissiah. It will make the weapon last more and fight harder )
>+Heralds of Vengeance ( A reminder of his crumbled chapter, painted in its colors and with its heraldry. )
To signify our friendship, his origins, etc

>PLASMA
>+Standard
Can't go wrong

>+Chainsaw Bayonet
>+Scope
To make it more capable of both long and short range engagements. Nice and rounded.

>>40758861
I'll go with >>40758964 because he reasoned his options.

>>40758964
Supporting.

>>40758861
This project won't create a mere weapon, a bringer of destruction directed towards the xeno menace that stain this galaxy, it will also be a constant reminder of his past and a memento of why those same aliens he will fight are the cause of his battle brother's extinction.

It will be an standard assault bolter as the missions he might be assigned could be of a varied nature and that option was the most balanced one.

The carcass would be decorated with both his chapter's red color and mechanicus crimson coloration. At the end it would end with a nice gradient effect that started with the darker Mechanicus red and slowly turned into the Herald's lighter red, the aim of the weapon was also painted white. Following this particular color scheme the areas painted with the Mechanicus red would be given some gold litanies praising the Omnissiah while the areas belonging to the extinct chapter would be decorated with the same skulls and scythes that once represented their valiant esprits.

Under the thick and big bolter barrel a standard plasma gun would be fitted, it wasn't special in any way but its standard status would have make future maintenance and repairing way easier for the Deathwatch techmarines.

On top of that a nice scope that augmented its vision by 350% would be installed and also a small chainbayonet that would let him breach open armor suits and vehicles to access their interior and issue bolt and plasma fire as a death courier.

The project started brewing and soon everybody was working hard on it. The next seven months you barely had any contact with anybody with the exception of the Generals and Skitarii you were working with and the few hours you spent with your adopter daugther Alaria.

>>40759444

She seemed bothered by the fact that you were absent most of the day but also looked as if she wasn't strong enough to confront you about it. Alaria knew that you weren't avoiding her, you were just way too busy to act as a father, not that you really know what being a parental guardian entrails thought...

Like many more techpriest she was forced to be alone and mature sooner than usual and to learn that most social interactions are nothing but a time wasting activity. Like father, like daughter. She slowly also started losing touch with her only friend, the infant psyker Mellizune. It wasn't a violent time, things just got cold as Alaria started rejecting meeting her to focus herself on the same studies she had problems with and that you couldn't help her with due to time strains.

Even someone as oblivious as you noticed it. Mellizune's toys soon started disappearing from your room, recovered by their owner, from her door a faint sobbing was heard almost all day. Mellizune was alone, her own mother always declined spending time with her due to her almost insane obsession of controlling everything, her older sister was now light years away...it wasn't the first time that the young psyker had felt alone and rejected but now that she had friends for the first time feeling the sour taste of rejection once more made her feel completely disgraceful.

You would have loved to help but all your time was focused on the project, between choosing among work and helping a couple of girls the elections was easy, work always had priority. During all the seven months that you had spent working not a single chance of working out had appeared; all you did was work for about twenty hours and spent the remaining four sleeping, and during that time both girls were completely asleep too, albeit separated.

>>40759456

Luckily for you the first year of journey was coming to its end, that meant that the Cruiser would have to stop to refuel and restock its cargo. Hopefully that would take a couple of days, days in which you could maybe help those two.

There was still a couple of days until that stop thought.

>++Month 12 of 36++
>Take a free day and try to solve the problem before the refueling stop; if you do this your project will end unsupervised but you will be able to end the problem at once.
>Wait until the Cruiser docks to approach the problem, you will be completely able to test the weapon but both Melli and Alaria might leave the ship to explore and meeting with them together might turn into a challenge.
>Inform Juliannus that his weapon is almost over, let him do some range practice in front of everybody and see if he likes it.
>Write in.

>>40759474
Tough call. I'll go with
>Take a free day and try to solve the problem before the refueling stop; if you do this your project will end unsupervised but you will be able to end the problem at once.
The weapon is pretty much finished anyways and we wouldn't hand it over without proper testing regardless.

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>>40759538
This sounds good. We cannot afford to let the daughterus grow cold towards one another.

>>40759474
>Take a free day and try to solve the problem before the refueling stop; if you do this your project will end unsupervised but you will be able to end the problem at once.

>>40759474
>>Take a free day and try to solve the problem before the refueling stop; if you do this your project will end unsupervised but you will be able to end the problem at once.

>>40759474
>Take a free day and try to solve the problem before the refuelling stop; if you do this your project will end unsupervised but you will be able to end the problem at once.

If you had just left the project the last days without an excuse people would have suspected, some maybe that you moved away to give them more merit and credit, the most paranoid ones might believe that you have somehow sabotaged the weapon and left it so it doesn't stains your honor when it goes awry.

Free days among the Mechanicus are not something against the rules but are almost unheard of. Nobody would even understand why would someone want to spend one entire day of their lives doing something else but work after all.

To not leave them puzzled and confused you ended explaining that you had to speak with people close to the Inquisitress and gave them an stern look that gelded their curiosity and made them shut up about any possible question that formed on their bright minds.

All around you people were working hard, even non-techpriest personnel. Every time a docking had to be done people got all nervous and paranoid because any mistake when leaving warpspace could end probing fatal.

You walked into your room and found it covered in books and with a rust smell on the air, the bathroom door was barely opened, the sound of running water was audible and when your strong and heavy metallic feet stomped the ground you heard Alaria's gasp and how she hurriedly ran towards the door to lock it.

"Are you alright?" You asked her.

"What are you doing here!? Should you be working?"

"You didn't answered my question young one."

"...Yes."

>>40759901

She took way too long to answer, your Cerebrus advanced dendrite started showing strange readings.

"Open the door, I wish to speak with you."

"Go away!" She yelled.

You struggled with her for a bit until you had no other chance to break the door down, luckily that door was a wooden one and the only machine spirit inhabiting it was the lock. Kicking the door open didn't damaged the machine and thus no harm was done.

When you entered inside you saw her quickly getting dressed, and nervously looking at you, the rusty smell got more intense. Your eyes focused on her and your Vitalis Indicatio suddently activated.

>+VITALIS POINTS: 76/89+<

She was hurt, your eyes could see under her clothing and discern that she was somehow damaged.

What was going on?

Roll 1d100
>Grab and strip her, try to see where is she damaged.
50 or more to succeed
>Try to convince her to show you where is she damaged.
70 or more to succeed
>Let it go
No roll needed
>Write in
80 or more to succeed

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>40759912
>>Try to convince her to show you where is she damaged.
You're hurt bad enough for me omnidirectional to pick up. Altria why haven't you called me? I always have time if you need it.

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>40759912
>Try to convince her to show you where is she damaged.

>>40759985
Sorry auto correct messed up my ost should be omnispex and Alaria

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>40759912
>Try to convince her to show you where is she damaged.
Sorry for late reply

She did something stupid and/or heretical didn't she.

>>40759912
>Try to convince her to show you where is she damaged.

"The Omnissiah has gifted me with special eyes that seek the wounded. You are hurt bad enough for them to pick you up. Alaria, why haven't you called me? I know I am busy but I always have time if you need it..."

She got teary and slowly raised the sleeves of her robes, revealing her thin wrists all cut and covered in badly scarified tissue. Some of them were still open and bleeding to some degree, explaining the rust like smell.

"What...why have you been doing this?"

"I...I end all sore and tired after training and studying all day, each morning I wake up with cramps on my muscles. You work and train hard too and don't feel so tired, it is because of your bionic limbs. I literally cannot way to escape this fleshcage and have some mechanic arms and legs like you!"

After explaining herself she burst into tears, surely feeling both relieved but also punishing herself for being so weak. Slowly you opened her robes and saw her naked body covered in bandages and other scars. Even if you two shared bed you always kept some distance from her and during those months you had been so tired at the end of the day that you wouldn't have been able to notice those scars even if they were on plain sight.

Cutting oneself wasn't so uncommon but for most techpriest the need of having part of themselves replaced came during the adulthood, thus there were little to no bionic parts designed for children, the few exceptions were crude limbs for the survivors of wars but they were all designed with working in mind and thus the children that had them installed couldn't do most actions that a regular organic hand can do.

You covered her and carefully hug her, she would feel pain from the wounds that covered her body but still that same contact was all she needed now.

>>40760554

During the next hours you filled the bathtub with a cleaning disinfectant solution and forced her to bathe to avoid any chance of infection. She screamed when the solution burned all her sensitive wounds but there wasn't any other way.

She ended passing out, after that you dried and clothed her and carefully took her to the close Medicae bay to get better help from health professionals. Alaria wasn't only going to be treated but also tied and locked for her own good.

Meanwhile you walked towards Mellizune's room. This had a thick fruity smell on it; many toys, elegant child sized dresses and books were scattered all around. She wasn't a bad girl but being so powerful yet spoiled made her become kind of a brat, it was ironic how her own Mother looked upon everybody but somehow missed her.

She was asleep and had a spilled fruit shake next to her. You sat on her bed and slowly woke her up. Mellizune seemed to be sleep deprived and cranky; uncontrolled she surely stood as late as her lithe body could manage and slept as much as she could, messing up her entire sleep pattern.

"Ugh...oh, you are still there? I thought you weren't around any more or that you were dead..."

Her words were kind of selfish, she thought that you were dead for the simple act of not appearing on her life for months, yet she couldn't imagine the fact that her dad was dead for the same reason...

You gave her fresh water to help her with her sugar induced hangover and properly wake her up. Then you slowly explained all the situation, it was pretty quick really. Since you couldn't give her any real detail about the nature of your work all you did was say that you had been busy working for her mother and she just accepted it.

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>>40760571

Then you explained what happened with Alaria and how much they needed each other. There weren't many children in ships, and the few around were either work slaves or strange voidborn kids that everybody tried to avoid.

Mellizune was used to spend time on that Medicae rooms, not because she was hurt herself but because back when Lewit was around she had to spend a long time hospitalized too and the two sisters spent many nights together. At first she rejected it but at the end accepted and went towards the room.

As you were leaving the Medicae and heading back to your room a sudden shaking crossed all across the ship...it had entered realspace.

++WE ARE NOW ORBITING LUCIERNAGA++
++ALSO KNOWN AS WYATT'S TORCH OR ALPHA-12-21-24++

Blasted the vox system. You headed towards a window and saw it. A small reddish planet with great spires that spewed fire and made it look like a miniature sun.

++SOON ESCORT SHIPS WILL BE READY TO DESCEND TO THE SURFACE++

Well, while the workers were doing their duties the rest were free to buy or do whatever they pleased on the planet, as long as they didn't broke the law.

>Descend and go armor/weapon shopping.
>Descend and visit the Admech Cathedral to get bionics and/or upgrades.
>Descend and visit the more civilian areas, see if you can buy something for the girls or Lewit.
>Stay on the ship.
>Write in.

I will have to go now. I'm using the computer of a friend and he needs it now. If possible I'll continue later.

I also had planned giving you all a small gift for my birthday. It's tomorrow but since I possibly wont be online by midnight I'll upload it now:

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1vNiZUNTQT5

>In case I cannot continue later would any of you please upload it to sup/tg/?

>>40760595
>Descend and visit the Admech Cathedral to familiarize yourself with the local techpriests and their culture.

>>40760595
>>Descend and visit the Admech Cathedral to get bionics and/or upgrades.
>>Descend and visit the more civilian areas, see if you can buy something for the girls or Lewit.

>>40760625
Thanks, Ax.
Happy early birthday.

Bump

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Alright I'm back.

>>40762825
nice

>>40762825
Yay

>>40762825
Woohoo

>>40760595
>Descend and visit the Admech Cathedral to familiarize yourself with the local techpriests and their culture.

Every planet and corner of the Imperial Space is unique and so are the techpriest that inhabit those places. As soon as the ships are ready you enter in one of them and descend into Lampyridae, the capital and only city on the entire planet.

As the small ship enters Luciernaga's dim atmosphere a great heat surrounds you all, being a desert planet and covered in those flame spiting spyres undoubtedly makes the planet be a nigh hellhole. Lampyridae is built inside a mountainous area whose rocky walls give them a continuous shadow and makes living somewhat acceptable but still it is hot and by the time we finally leave the ship and step outside all of us are already covered in sweat. People scattered around depending on which purpose they had, most went directly to the canteen to get something to refresh themselves.

You headed into the Admech Cathedral on your own, it was good that your armor and robes were chemically treated to be protective against heat and flame, you could bear the temperature to some degree.

Most people around wore some dark opaque and featureless helmets that covered their entire heads, the few that were helmetless looked at you and your people kind of funny; it was obvious that this planet was industrial and while it received workers periodically its inhabitants weren't used to see people wandering aimlessly across their streets without any work or duty to fulfil.

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>>40763688

When you finally found the place you saw that it was a temple made of steel and fire churning pipes that continuously spew smoke, sparks and great blazes. Once inside you saw techpriests creating and crafting more of those helmets and mostly working on flamer weapons.

"Greetings, fellow techpriests."

"We'ell, an sstranger."

Those techpriest talked with a strange accent and had green and white colors on their robes and their bionics seemed to be done on a chrome silver alloy, there were some dry oil stains on both cloth and metal and it seemed that the rest also had them.

You shook hands with the apparent leader and he locked his eyes on your flamer dendrites.

"Ssems like you know well whe'en it comes to arms sstranger...Oh! I am Zuh'air El'akir, Magos in control of thiss our temple."

"Greetings, I am Heracor Nahive...do you have interest in my flamers?"

"Yess yess, we make flamers good flamerss. Luciernaga is the Galaxy's promethium jewel."

"Do tell, I wish to know more of your planet."

Zuh'air simply started to walk, as if he expected you to follow behind.

"Discovered many yearss ago, this planet was first ignored...Fools!"

He took you into an elevator that could only go down and pressed a series of rune buttons to insert a secret code and make the elevator descend into an unknown destination.

"Rogue Trader Ellis Wyatt explored on Luciernaga he found black gold...lots and lotss of promethium! He started to mine and mine and it never ended!"

Well, that would explain the fire spitting spires, those are crude mining drills.

"Planet is about 90% crude! Most subterranean deposits are communicated creating one great black nwetwork!"

>>40763711

His eyes became bright, as if such were the best thing to ever happen to him.

"If we tried to mine it all we had the risk of burning it all, creating an Exterminatuss! But we came with a solution! The towers! Wyatt's torches! They are so tall they leave the atmosphere! We have avoided a great contamination by sending most of the smoke directly to open space!"

"Interesting indeed, what are those helmets your temple was building?"

"Towers cannot be turned off, they always burn, ALWAYS. Their light is eternal, this planet doesn't has a true night time because of that. The light is constant and enters across the cracks of their sandstone shacks. Without them they cannot sleep. They are also breathing units...the towerss generate a void bubble, their fire burns most oxygen around them and thus people walking close need to have oxygen or they risk death."

A mix of photolenses and an air unit, interesting indeed.

"What about flamers?"

"We have many many gallons of promethium. We live among fire, we fight with fire."

With such a quantity to flamer ammo to spare it isn't strange to know that this backwater yet important planet has specialized in creating such flame spitting weapons.

The elevator opened and we walked into a subterranean refinery station, thousands of fuel deposits were being attended by entire swarms of servoskulls.

"People cant work here, too hot. Servoskullss good."

Down there the heat was even more intense, not even with your resistant armor you were able to stand it for long, even if you were enjoying the visit you had to end it sooner because how dehydrated you felt.

>>40763739

Back on the surface you were given some water.

"You like our temple? We like stranger!"

"Y-yes, it is great." You said still feeling thirsty.

"We have work to do with a ship that needs to refuel but we can spare some time for you stranger! Is there anything we can help you with?"

++CHOOSE ONE++
>Buy a flamer servoskull.
>Upgrade the flamer of your chainsword to make it more potent and efficient
>Upgrade your flamer dendrites to make them more potent and efficient
>Buy a Luciernaga Pattern Heavy Flamer
>Buy some Incendiary grenades and their blueprint
>Write in

>>40763757
>>Buy some Incendiary grenades and their blueprint

>>40763757
>Buy some Incendiary grenades and their blueprint

It's a tough choice between this and the dendrites, but the blueprints are good both for our army, and for learning stuff from it.

>>40763757
>Buy some Incendiary grenades and their blueprint

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>>40763757
>Buy some Incendiary grenades and their blueprint

You have gotten low on fuel for a couple of times already so upgrading your flame weapons sounds tempting but still...if there is a weapon you lack right now is a throwable one. Besides their blueprint will be useful to improve the combat effectiveness of your army even more.

They are small grey cylinders with a bright yellow strip and a pin. Not too fancy but easy to distinguish for the warriors that are used to them.

Once the sale is done they all start charging promethium barrels into some rigs for their transportation towards your cruiser.

Since it seems that there isn't much more that you can do you head out towards the market. There are all kind of those helmets for sale, some more crude than the others. It is interesting that the most refined ones could easily be transparent and become darker with a mental order but still none of them have that technology implemented. When you later asked about it you learned that it was a cultural reason; Luciernagans wore those helmets almost at all times and they thought that they should fall in love and marry without being shallow, only after they married they were allowed to remove their helmets and still most people preferred to continue wearing them at almost all times.

>>40763757
>>>Buy some Incendiary grenades and their blueprint
Fire is a wonderful thing, its one of the few things in the galaxy that can purge even the most potent of heresies. Seriously, you can burn a whole warp fucked planet if you had enough promethium.

>>40764313

You thought if getting Alaria a dress would be a good idea but at the end the fact that she was covered in small yet visible scars and that she was a techpriest that would remove her robes very few times made you shake your head and prefer choosing a golden gizmo that let them find the north and know the time; honestly in a place were it is always sunny and the stars are never visible getting lost and not knowing what time it is seemed like real yet everyday problems.

Using the strange device you noticed that several hours had passed since your arrival, the descend from the ship had to be way slower than usual to avoid being blinded by the fire towers and end crashing with them and the tour the Magos had given you ended being longer tha expected. Surely the ship wouldn't be for much longer and you were starting to feel tired already.

When you ended focusing on the recently bought device and returned to reality you saw a small boy with one of those helmets softly pulling from your robes.

"Sir sir! I have a message for you sir!"

>He seems innocent enough, go with him.
>Decline and return to the ship. Chat with your team and Alaria and then rest.
>Decline and continue exploring and learning about the planet.
>Write in.

>>40764336
>He seems innocent enough, go with him

>>40764336
>He seems innocent enough, go with him.
inb4 genestealer

>>40764426
They try to control us, Hidden power blade to the face.

>>40764336
>He seems innocent enough, go with him.

You guys think that I'll throw a fucking genestealer or daemon at every chance holy fuck.

>>40764470
You must be this paranoid to survive in this Galaxy.

>>40764470
It's going to be dark eldars then.... Or orcs but they don't do subterfuge

>>40764470
Given we've only had one down time not involve something like that. Heracor is justifiably paranoid. (why he has so many hold out weapons)

>>40764514
Twitch would like to have a word with you.

>>40764538
Well... Most orcs don't hire humans to lead humans into traps

>>40764602
Yes, about that, can you follow me this way please? We would like to ask you a few... ""questions""...

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>>40764336
>He seems innocent enough, go with him

The small boy guides you towards a small temple, inside the noise and chitchat of the market is exchanged for some choirs, telepathic choirs. Dozens of psykers congregate in there, seated in small circles and mumbling words that spread both into the material world and the inmaterium.

Even with your...strange powers some of their telepathic voices managed to enter inside you to some degree, asking who you were, what you were.

It started to become painful, their voices tried to cross your mental barrier as if it were a challenge, they all forced onto you, trying to violate the safety of your own mind. To some degree you couldn't judge them, for people like them that can easily know unspeakable secrets finding someone whose mind is protected would be incredibly curiosity calling.

Luckily, the boy seemed to notice your displease and hurried, taking you into a room were the voices couldn't reach. Inside there was a single eyeless woman, it kind of remained you to Mellizune.

"Are you Heracor Nahive?"

So far you had only given your name to the techpriest...you were starting to get paranoid.

"What if I am?"

"Then I will be able to give you the Astropathic message of Miss Lewit Hermann..."

"Lewit..."

>>40764949

The woman smiled and took your surprise as confirmation. Surprisingly, the sockets in where her eyes should be started to glow faintly and her voice changed, she now spoke with Lewit's tone.

"Dear Heracor. I miss you a lot, but at the same time I feel really close to my Battle Sisters and cannot ever think of separating them...Yet someday we might do so. Our covenant lets us marry whoever we desire, as long as he or she is really loyal and bold. We all someday hope to marry an Imperial Hero to aid it not only in battle, but also in love."

"Dear Heracor. My training is so hard but great...Today I had to get my first bionic, it was an eye...how do you live with it? It was so painful and long, and once it was done I couldn't even recognize myself in the mirror...I have been crying for hours..."

"Dear Heracor...We have started learning about the dangers of the Imperium...please be careful and take care of Karelia, Mellizune and Alaria...please."

"Dear Heracor. I'm scared. Today I have seen someone die for the first time. A battle Sister tried to recharge its Meltagun and it ended exploding on her hands...After the explosion there was nothing but a mound of smoking goo composed by flesh and armor fused together. I am thankful that we have techpriests like you to avoid more accidents like that..."

After that the Astropath seemed to return to reality.

"That is all...there were about three or four months between each message. Expect more on the future voyager, stop in the psykana temples of each place you visit to see if there is a message for you or not. Be respectful, the only reason to fear us is if you have something to hide..."

You couldn't cry but you felt as if you were about to burst into tears at any moment...

>Risk sending a message. With your strange blank powers it could go wrong and have unexpected results.
Roll a 1d100
>Return to the ship.
>Ask her something ( Write in )
>Write in.

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>40764969
>>Ask her something ( Write in )
If we could safely send a message considering we're a blank? Also mention usual contact between psykers and psychic phenomena and us end explosively.
If yes
>Risk sending a message. With your strange blank powers it could go wrong and have unexpected results.
if no
>Return to the ship.

>>40764969
Could we write down what we want to send, have her read that out and send that? While we get out of there? It would nullify the risks coming from us being nulls.

>>40765053
Supporting.

>>40765095
That could work. Still the message would be received on the other side with the Astropath's voice and with her as the sender, Lewit might reject it thinking its from somebody she doesn't knows.

So yeah, its midnight here. I'm 22 now. I could upload a pic of myself if you guys want I don't give a fuck.

>>40765176
We can blatantly state its because we are a blank that we cannot directly use an astropath.

>>40765219
Knowing that she is now with the Sisters and that they are one of the most fanatic groups...that might not be a good idea.

>>40765218
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! AXSISEL!

>>40765219
If she didn't hang up immediately. She was calling us for emotional support.

>>40765218
Happy Birthday, Ax

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>40765176
So I'm supporting
>>40765053
but replace the
>Return to the ship.
part with having her read the stuff out.
Indirect contact is still better than no contact at all.

>>40765218
Happy birthday. Only 365 days until the next one.

>>40765218
Happy birthday Ax, will be the same at the fourth!

>>40764969
>Ask her something ( Write in )

"I...I think I could be a blank? I don't really know what it is or what it entrails. I even heard that I might lack a soul because of it. I just know that sometimes psychic powers have strange...explosive effects with me."

"You give me confusing signals, Heracor. Your mind has a barrier, but there are cracks I can enter from. It is as if you were blank and non blank at the same time..."

"Can you send a message then?"

"I am one of the most adepts astropaths in this planet. I could try to contact with your mind, read your thoughts and send them across the stars, still I will always have to pry and attach myself into one of those mind-cracks. If I slip of and enter into the protected areas of your mind I'll be violently rejected."

"Please do..."

You were seated on an elegant chair and then she placed her wiry hands over your naked metallic scalp.

"Yes, yes, the cracks are getting bigger and bigger...Say your message, say it now!"

>Write your message
>Have me write it all.

>>40765218
Happy Birthday Ax! May you have a wonderful day.

For all the people wondering. I'm not bullshitting my way with Heracor blankness. I have everything already thought. There is a reason for why he is like that.

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>>40765245
>>40765260
>>40765333
>>40765370
>>40765437
Thank you! Have a picture of my pissed off looking eyes.

>>40765430
>Write your message
I Miss you I hope you are doing well despite what you've seen and been through. Hopefully I will see you again in a few years time. Mellizune and Alaria have bee struggling in your absence, they miss you. Stay Strong Liwet, you're made of very stern stuff.

>>40765430
So guys good news and bad news. The good news is we have a soul! Now for the bad news... We can definitely get mind fucked by a powerful or lucky enough psyker. Of course most wont bother because psychic backlash is incredibly painful to begin with and having it happen repeatedly until you get it right once would just be silly and likely lethal.

>>40765517
Excellent! More material for The Shrine!

>>40765430
>>40765523
supporthin

>>40765430
How did Liwet lose her eye? Because I doubt they'd swap one out for no reason. Had to be an injury or punishment.

Holy fuck I have been calling Liwet as Lewit during all the thread. I always fucking confuse them...

>>40765560
I theorized that Heracor technically died a long time ago, and the logic chip assimilated his mind, beleived it is Heracor, and took control of the brain and, as a result, the body and all its functions, keeping it alive. Thus, in some weird complicités way, the 'true' Heracor was already dead and part of his soul had already lent his body, and we were secretly playing an AI that didn't know it was an AI.

Just a ridiculous theory, of course.

>>40765842
Or maybe we're secretly Tzeentch and we just don't know it because its part of our evil plan not to know that?

>>40765842
>>40765859
The truth is so fucking ridicule that I'm somewhat scared of you all getting annoyed by it.

>>40765892
we're actually genestealers?

>>40765892
Brain damage?

>>40765892
We are a man of iron? We are in the matrix?

>>40765913
That would make for a hilarious, infuriating, and abrupt bad end, death by spontaneously transforming into a tyrannid.

>>40765430

You feel a strange sensation on your brain, tendrils that touch the inner part of your skull and tickle your brains. Right now you don't need to talk, your thoughts are enough.

"I ... I Miss you I hope you are doing well despite what you've seen and been through. Hopefully I will see you again in a few years time. Mellizune and Alaria have been struggling in your absence, they miss you too. Stay Strong Liwet, you're made of very stern stuff."

No wonder why each of her messages were so short and with so many time separating each. With each word you thought you felt those invisible tendrils violently ripping them out of your head, by the end of the message you were all dizzy and feeling sick. As if she were completely used to it the female Astropath quickly got a bag for you to puke.

Now you felt kind of dehydrated, tired, with your stomach painfully empty and a headache jumping all across your cerebral cortex.

You paid her for her services and weakly left the temple. To reach the ship you had to cross the market. The noise, countless of perfumes that those people wore to hide their sweaty musks and the strong spices they added to their food sent you into a sensory overload, almost making you lose your consciousness again.

Barely you made it into the the ship, your last strengths went into heading into the bed. By the time you woke up you were even more thirsty, you called the cook and asked him to bring a piece of everything, twice.

>>40765976
>bad end
nah, our new Main Mission would be to take over the Hive Mind.
We were the ultimate anti-tyranid weapon all along.

>>40766015

As if you were hungover you slowly ate it all and gulped all the water that you could. By the constant microvibrations of the ship it seemed that it was already with its engines active and flying away.

++Year 1 of 3 completed ++
+ All options timeskip towards the next stop
>Spend the next year working on the Inquisitress blueprints
>Spend the next year training your army.
>Spend the next year studying about psykers and the unknown to learn more about what could you be.
>Spend the next year trying to get along with everybody that you know. The Inquisitress, Juliannus, Alaria, Mellizune and your warriors.
>Spend the next year doing all of those things ( Not focusing in one will make the others be less developed )
>Write in.

>>40765913
Nids might appear, that would be cool. Besides we are pretty well equipped to go on a bug hunting.

>>40765917
The social autism that Heracor has doesn't truly counts as brain damage.

>>40765919
Necrons might appear as well. I know some of you want to get some sweet sweet gauss gear.

>>40766049
I'd like to spend our time with techpriests from other branches on the ship.

We could stand to learn some stuff that isn't directly about killing, and if we want to UPGRADE in the future, we are likely to need some theoretical knowledge that random skitarii don't have.

>>40766090
>gauss gear
>stripping the enemys of the imperium into their atoms
My machine spirit is ready

>>40766049
>Spend the next year doing all of those things ( Not focusing in one will make the others be less developed )

>>40766049
> spend the next year focusing on the blueprint but put some time aside for other stuff such as family, training and army
So in other words
>all the stuff but try focusing on the blueprint

>>40766049
>>Spend the next year doing all of those things ( Not focusing in one will make the others be less developed )

>>40766176
This.

You feel the tendrils of the hive mind pierce through your skull and enter into your brain. You convulse as you attempt to resist the collective conscience of millions of millions of tyrannids working in harmony, as the pain overwhelms your senses you come to a realization. It is a good pain. You begin to smile madly as you pick up your weapons and head for the Inquisitresses room, its about time you signed your formal resignation from Imperial services.

>Reroll character

>>40766049
Also
>Spend the next year working on the Inquisitress blueprints

>>40766256
The Nids
Really Hue?
Ignoring the heretek data in our brains?
Slacker

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>>40766049
>Spend the next year focusing on the blueprint but put some time aside for other stuff such as family, training and army

Once you felt more recovered you walked towards Karelia's office and asked her the blueprints. You couldn't avoid looking towards the hidden wall in which the psychic Kroot was kept away, he had been surely been suffering for an entire year already, still you don't truly pity him.

Back into your office and with Wurgen floating close you you extended the long blueprints to give a look at them. It looked as if they were some kind of pod of adjustable dimensions that also worked as a vital station but had some few and strange cables and needles whose use you didn't truly understood.

Along with those pods there were also some kind of rings that could be changed in dimensions to make them bigger or smaller and had strange rivets that were seemingly powered by hydraulics and were connected to the same strange tubes you had seen before.

The first months you simply gathered the resources and the people to build such strange apparatus. At first you were worried when Karelia said that this was designed by an Inquisitor for all the risks that it carried but looking at such complex design clearly indicated that this couldn't have been done by anybody else but the Adeptus Mechanicus,

Every Tuesday you and the rest of the techpriests celebrated the "Martis díes", the day of Mars in which they only did the most necessary and basic functions. During those days you spent time with Alaria and Mellizune and slowly saw her friendship recovering and becoming even stronger than ever. Not only that, as the months passed you also started to see them growing up. By the end of the first year Alaria would be about nine years and Mellizune ten.

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>>40767003

There were small yet significant changes on your daily life. Alaria ended asking to sleep alone and that ended with a big construction project that ended giving her her own personal space. It was good to have your bed all for yourself again but most nights it felt as if it were way too big for you.

Along with the project you also started to craft and learned how to make the Incendiary grenades and fight with them. Your army's use and training with them reached such critical point that the alarms ended activating because the ship thought there was a conflagration inside, you were made responsible for the water that was wasted extinguishing it and also all the oxygen that was consumed with the uncontrolled fires.

Honestly, the year went over faster than you thought and the re-entrance into the Materium caught you by surprise. Looking over the windows you saw a massive space station on the edge of a Interstellar Cloud and with a faraway star. It was formed by buildings suspended into the air by massive grav engines that both maintained them suspended in space and gave them an stable gravity to step on.

++WE ARE ON MELCHISIDOR'S CLOUD CITY++
++TRANSPORTS WILL BE AVALIABLE SOON++

Such a marvelous city needed to be studied. You connected into the libraries and started to study about it. Apparently it was built during the Dark Age of Technology and some of its magitech managed to stay untouched, away from war and disasters. Each of the buildings is able to not only move or lock on the void but also generate gravity and even its own atmosphere!

>>40767037
The atmospheres of each building fuses with the others around it creating and even bigger bubble of breathable area. Technically inside of it people could survive without a voidsuit. There were also legends about the buildings stacking together during a dangerous situation and creating a defensive wall that protected them from harm.

"By the Omnissiah..." You couldn't avoid muttering as you read more and more.

Still, it looked that such jewel wasn't being as polished as it should. The Inhabitants of the cloud were so rich and snobby that they ended dealing with drugs and other shady activities more than once.

To keep them in check the Arbiters with the help of the Ministorium and the Mechanicus ended building an Arena in which they could be entertained with bloodsheds and keep calm under the threat of being turned into a gladiator if they broke the law. There was an open inscription thought...

>Go to the Arena and fight for glory and gold
>Visit the bars and entertainments places around
>Visit the Mechanicus temple around
>Go shopping for toys, weapons...
>Visit the Psykana temple to see if Liwet has left you any message
>Write in.

>>40767065
>>Visit the Mechanicus temple around
>Go shopping for toys, weapons...
>Visit the Psykana temple to see if Liwet has left you any message

Alright, that will be the last post of today. As always 30 minutes of questions and such. I'll start with this one:>>40765701

>How did Liwet lose her eye? Because I doubt they'd swap one out for no reason. Had to be an injury or punishment.
I prefer to leave that undisclosed. Still if she feels so bad might not only be because of the physical pain she feels, but also because of shame...

>>40767065
>Visit the Mechanicus temple around
Invite some of our skitarii to go with us, keep it a casual affair though.
>Visit the Psykana temple to see if Liwet has left you any message
Definitely this too.

>>40767065
>Visit the Mechanicus temple around
>Go shopping for toys, weapons...
>Visit the Psykana temple to see if Liwet has left you any message

Thanks for running.
How's your laptop? Gonna be repaired soon?

>>40767138
How are our skitarii army coming along? Hows the inquisitor been, what would her opinion of heracor be now? What would you do for a klondike bar?

>>40767138
So Alaria still freaking out? Did Heracor explain to her about how he still has human bits and the ache she's feeling means she's getting stronger? Also that she needs to be full grown to get good bionics? How often does Mellizune see her mom?

>>40767239
>How's your laptop? Gonna be repaired soon?
Techies are working on it. Problem is that I know about coding and such so I have tinkered with it way too much and ended fucking up real bad.

>>40767246
>How are our skitarii army coming along?
You are the leader, if you ask them to follow you they will follow you.

>Hows the inquisitor been?
She's happy you are leaving her alone and working with your mission. Remember how pissed she got when Heracor told him that the frigate cleaning mission went awry. She only wants everybody going smoothly.

>what would her opinion of heracor be now?
She trusts him more and doesn't feels so rejected about him, still as he his a techpriest with a metal skull head everybody sans techrpriests feel somewhat rejected towards him.

>What would you do for a klondike bar?
That's american candy, I have never tried one. So not much really.

>>40767248
>So Alaria still freaking out?
Not really, she's still mentally weak but is recovering.

>Did Heracor explain to her about how he still has human bits and the ache she's feeling means she's getting stronger?
Heracor knows little about human nature so no he hasn't. Still she seems to be recovering well on her own.

>Also that she needs to be full grown to get good bionics?
Yes, there are child sized bionics but they are crude and mostly designed to be used on work, there are many child labor across the Imperium and besides most of the children that would require such bionic is surely a survivor of a war, and after getting the limb the kid would have a debt to pay with working to repair the savaged planet he hails from.

>How often does Mellizune see her mom?
Not enough...

>>40767383
Julianus like the gun? Anything big happen with Karelia or Nala? Is Nala smart enough for a B.O.N.E. procedure? So the two captains who cleared out the frigate with us have a healthy child?

>>40767436
Im sorry man but i cannot give you a long anseer because im using my shitty ass phone now. I'll anseer asap on muy twitter

>>40767761
NO problem! Thanks for running!

>>40767436
Ill try to answer tho. Juliannus likes the gun but isnt happy becausr he is still afected by the loss of his chapter.

Karelia controls everybody, specially becausr there are new peoplw en her ship

Nala. Has forgotten heracor and now dates a ratling that buys ver with food

>>40767881
Nala isn smart enough to be a boneead. She isnt completelty retardada tho.

The couple has their baby. Un fact i had pñanned having the MC help with the birth but i had forgotten about it until now

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=NHQ48

Vote it and thanks forma playing!