>>41867430
>Ask him if is armor is airtight and tell him to cross the Hulk from the outside, across open space.

“Is your armor capable of void operationship? Can your Jetbike work and be maneuvered in vacuum?”
You ask him over the comm with your still broken and laggy voice.

“Of course!” He answers as if your questions were the most obvious things in the galaxy.

“Then go straight and turn left in the next bifurcation. Continue piloting for at least two kilometers until you reach an open area!”

Meanwhile you placed your two pistols on their holsters and grabbed your plasma cannon, aiming it over his head. You would only have one chance to do it or otherwise you and he would die horribly.

As he started accelerating and driving faster the sound of engines, terrible inhuman screeches and clash of blades became more common and noisy. Whatever lurked among those walls was now battling the orks and would surely end reaching you too if you didn’t acted quick.

“Faster, faster!” You ordered.

“What do you have in mind?” He asked as he saw that your directions would lead him to a solid wall.

“You will have to trust me!” You knew that for him to do so would be near impossible due to how strange were you to each other. You didn’t truly trusted him either after all.

Before reaching the wall a group of bikers appeared from behind, turning with their noisy engines the entire room into a rumbling and shaky mess. Looking at them closely you noticed that they were Space Marines, but they were not like the Astartes you had seen so far. They were a parody of humanity’s brightest. Their bikes were covered in spikes and had chains that ended in hooks, some of them dragged bloodied bodies of orks with them. Their black and pink armors were covered in horrific details and imagery that “luckily” for you were mostly covered with capes and hoods made with human skin.

>>41867436
The one that leaded them and was apparently the leader wasn’t wearing a helmet and you could see that his face barely had any trace of humanity on it yet. Decorating his crotch there was a mass of sewn male genitalia and organs and possibly of both human and xenos origins.

The Eldar panicked when he saw them and for an instant he almost lost control of his bike. It was then when you started charging up the plasma cannon, aiming directly at the wall that was in front of you and lead to the open exterior. Just when there were only a few feet between the wall and your vehicle you released the trigger and saw how the blue ball of released plasma flew like an arrow.

In an instant a hell broke loose as the wall exploded and melted at the same instant the jetbike tried to cross it. The entire vehicle became red hot and glowed for an instant but thanks to the coldness of the exterior it didn’t lasted long and both the vehicle and its occupants didn’t suffered any damage. You thought that the bikers would plunge into their deaths by launching themselves into the recently created breach during the confusion of the explosion and so they did…but they didn’t died. Only two became unable to control their vehicles and started to drift uncontrollably, the rest, a group of bike bikers or so, used their hooks installed on their bikes to drag themselves into the outer walls of the Hulk and after making and heavy landed managed to use the spikes of their wheels to freely drive.

>>41867448
Just when you thought that nothing could go worse you decided to switch for your phospex and arc pistols. The arc pistol managed to launch a bolt of cracking electricity into one of the bikers but it impacted into its shoulder and barely did any damage; the phospex pistol didn’t shoot. Phospex is a substance that manages to create a livid fire that can only be extinguished with void…and right now you were on that void. Your Phospex pistol was useless. On a desperate attempt to solve it you exchanged it for your chainsword but its promethium engine wasn’t able to turn on such environment.

Incredibly enough things would only get worse. You had choosen the quickest route of them all but also the most dangerous one. All around you there were Ork ships shooting their cannons at the Hulk, some of them landing dangerously close to your position. From time to time an Ork Rok also landed and boarded the interior, releasing their green tide. There were also the Hulk’s own defenses, laser and plasma turrets that aimed at anything that tried to damage it, including you.

It seemed that the Omnissiah and the Emperor had abandoned you. As soon as you went out you started to feel cold and pain all across your body, which was impossible, your armor was supposed to be completely airtight and proportionate constant temperature… You looked down for an instant and saw several cracks on it, surely made from the harpoon impact and the fall that came after that. From each crack a floating and bubbly stream of blood popped out and floated away.

>Try to maintain the consciousness. Ask the pilot for his gun.
>Ask the pilot to return to the interior of the Hulk.
>Change to your plasma rifle or cannon.
>Write in.

>>41867458
>>Ask the pilot to return to the interior of the Hulk.
>>Change to your plasma rifle or cannon.

>>41867458
>>Ask the pilot to return to the interior of the Hulk.
>>Change to your plasma rifle or cannon.

noooope

>>41867458
>>Ask the pilot to return to the interior of the Hulk

Yeah, this won't work out well.

>>41867458
>Ask the pilot to return to the interior of the Hulk.
>Change to your plasma rifle or cannon.
Fuckin CSM. Looked Slaaneshi too. Good thing we have our noise dampener.

I'll be back in two hours-ish.

>>41867458
>Ask the pilot to return to the interior of the Hulk.
>Change to your plasma rifle or cannon.

"We have to go back to the interior!" You screamed, coughing blood and feeling how it clogged the mechanisms of your vox caster.

The pilot didn't answered nor followed your commands until he looked back and saw you bleeding and freezing yourself to death. You felt your lungs becoming smaller and smaller and the rest of your fleshy body painfully expanding as with each second there was less and less pressure applying to it. With a groan he nodded and tried to look around to see a good chance of returning inside.

It was then when a massive Rok landed and created a tunnel that crossed several floors of the hulk. The pilot dived in and then did several maneuvers and turns that quickly let him return to an horizontal position. The bikers tried to follow behind, since there was no gravity some of them didn't managed to plunge into the hole and simply jumped across, only a few ones were agile and insane enough to use the chains as hooks and swing themselves into your positions. The good thing was that this process killed most of them as they couldn't control their bikes and ended crashing between each other or against the debris.

After a while the pilot managed to reach into an area that had an stable atmosphere, you continued bleeding yourself to death but at least you wouldn't die from low temperature and lack of pressure. Weakly you grabbed your plasma rifle, this situation required heavy firepower.

Roll+1d100
>Guide the pilot as best as you can and try to evade the enemies.
>Try to shoot the couple of drivers that have been able to follow you.
>Try to find another medicae bay and use it as a safehouse. You need to patch yourself up.
>Write in.

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>41867692
>Try to shoot the couple of drivers that have been able to follow you
Witness Me!
I imagine once we get some distance we can stop and patch ourselves up. If we were in that healing tank for a few hours 15min isn't terrible. That said we either need to lose or kill our pursuers first.

Rolled 85, 11 = 96 (2d100)

>>41867692
>Guide the pilot as best as you can and try to evade the enemies.
Then
>Try to find another medicae bay and use it as a safehouse. You need to patch yourself up.

Can someone else pick and roll?

>>41867692
>Try to shoot the couple of drivers that have been able to follow you

You try to shoot at the two bikers that are behind. Cramps start flooding your arms as you try to raise them to aim and shoot. Your poor health makes you be able to press the trigger with ease but not to be able to freely aim as good as you wished. You launched three bolts of green corrosive plasma that flew in their general direction but didn't impacted any of them. A tunnel like vision started to form around you and you noticed how a migraine started to kick in your head.

>Guide the pilot as best as you can and try to evade the enemies.

Unable to shoot at all you turned and saw the map you had recently downloaded. Hopefully you would still be on the same frigate as before and your directions would be correct and life saving.

"Go to the left...and then continue for about two hundred met...feet. That's a warehouse that spans several floors...we will be able to get higher and lose them."

He did as you ordered and shivered in fear when reached the aforementioned warehouse. Such orderly place that once stored all kinds of materials was now turned into a jungle with giant flowers of all possible colors and trees that covered the area with their strange aphrodisiac fruits and their sweet smells. After reaching the area he went higher and higher until he found a good spot to hide in between some tree branches,

>>41867968

The bikers came soon afterwards and scouted around for some time, until they apparently became bored and went away in the search of other enemies to attack. During that time Esciallan the eldar used his sword to cut any floral life that could pose any harm to us and ended puking from how strong the smell was. He also cut some of his clothing and used to wrap it all around you like makeshift bandages. All you needed to do now was rest and hope for the best.

>Try to find another medicae bay and use it as a safehouse. You need to patch yourself up.

"I don't think your solution will held for long."

"I know." he answered sharply.

You tried to find another medicae area around but sadly the only one you could find was the one you awoke in.

>Try to find another terminal and download new maps.
>Leave the Jetbike for now and explore the vent shafts and try to see if you can find a good route.
>Try to find a port that lets you connect to the cameras, see how the battle is developing around.
>Write in.

>>41867981
>Try to find another terminal and download new maps.

>>41867981
>>Try to find another terminal and download new maps.

>>41867981
>Try to find another terminal and download new maps.

Slightly more stable but still feeling weak and with a great headache you managed to stood up and rest on the seat of the Jetbike.

"Who knows where we are. We should try to descend to some control room that might have a map of this particular area."

Unable to think of anything better and wishing to leave that forest at once he hopped on the bike and quickly descended. The jungle continued for a while and then the familiar steel tunnels returned back, they all were seemingly desecrated with purpleish glowing symbols but the speed of the bike was so high that you couldn't focus on them, still their sole presence made you nervous and oddly...aroused.


On your mind distracting thoughts of you having sex appeared, at first they were pretty acceptable and modest. It was you having sex with Liwet but soon they started to evolve and mutate into weirder things. First Liwet was changed with Karelia, then Alaria and finally the own Esciallan. Your hatred towards him ended mixing with those intrusive thoughts and at the end you imagined how you softly pushed your metallic thumb into her opened mouth and how shorty after that you decapitated him with your powersword, only to make abominable things with his decapitated head. What was wrong with you?

Roll1d100
>Try to fight those thoughts back.
>Tell the Eldar to stop, ask him if he's fine. You two could be possibly being bombarded with hallucinogen drugs right now. Explaining those thoughts.
>Study how the Eldar pilots and fight him once you have learned enough. Try to kill and steal his bike.
>Write in.

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>41868217
>Try to fight those thoughts back.

Rolled 69, 72 = 141 (2d100)

>>41868258
I'll roll the last two times.

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>41868217
>>Try to fight those thoughts back.

>>41868217
>Try to fight those thoughts back.

You try to expel those thoughts from your mind and find peace. Like a manthra you repeat to yourself over and over the following messages:

"Liwet is pure. Alaria is pure. The Omnissiah is my guide. The Emperor is the human avatar of the Omnissiah. I am a gear on his divine machinery. Liwet is pure..."

At the end and after a while you started shaking hard but then those thoughts were over. Your vehicle had left those dammed walls full of strange and corrupting symbols.

The area you two were at now seemed to be a simple hub that communicated several areas and had free access terminals that everybody could use to know where to head.

"Stop there, this seems to be a good spot."

You descended and slowly dragged yourself into one of those computers. Downloading the maps didn't took you much longer.

"Th-there is a central control room about ten kilometers away. It has the central mainframe. If we managed to access there we could download the complete map of the Hulk..."

Now that you had the map of the area you were at you could access to other areas too.

>Head into the hospital. Patch yourself up
>Head into the nearest Mechanicus Cathedral. Try to repair your bionics.
>Head into the nearest weapon and ammo cache. Sabotage it to make as much damage as you can to both Orks and Chaos.
>Head into the Mainframe.
>Write in.

>>41868494
>Head into the hospital. Patch yourself up
Then
>Head into the Mainframe.
If there's time repair then sabotage but not bleeding out and info take precedence.

>>41868494
>Head into the hospital. Patch yourself up

"I need help. I won't last long in my current state..."

He took you into the hospital very carefully, stopping from time to time to scope and ear the different corridors to see if there was any menace around, be it alien or heretical. There was one occasion in which he seemed to sense something, after stopping his Bike he jumped off, removed his helmet and planted his long ears on the metallic floor, surely to ear the rumbling sound of the upcoming enemies.

Hurriedly he noticed that the menace was closer than expected and after hiding the Bike helped you getting into a shaft. From a vent you two were able to see some strange humanoid and androginous women riding what seemed like a mix of an ostrich and a horse and other groups of bikers that were scouting around. Surely there were several other patrols and troops around that used other methods instead of bikes but so far this...chapter or whatever it is seemed to heavily rely on the bikes.

After about an hour or so you two reached the hospital and started searching for sterile bandages and medicines but most of them were completely stale or unusable. Still you managed to clean some of them and stitch your wounds, closing them completely.

It was then when all across the hulk the inhuman voice of the warboss exploded. Apparently he had taken control of the Vox System.

"ATTENSHUN! TO ALL RACERS 'ROUND! DA ONE THAT MANAGES TO REACH THE KONTROL ROOM AND MANAGES TO KONQUEST IT IS GUNNA BE THA WINNAH OF DIS RACE!"

This wasn't a mere race were the objective was to reach a point before the others. You had now to find and reach the aforementioned control room and also control it. Surely after that scream all the heretical marines would run into that place to defend it as best as they can.

>>41868909
---
>Head into the Mainframe.

After recovering yourself enough you headed into the Mainframe. Surely in that area you will find information of how to reach the Control room.

After getting into the bike and driving you crossed a great area covered in massive arches, if it weren't impossible you would have sworn that that was a Titan forge. On the skies and above your heads several orks with rockets strapped on their backs and Space Marines with corrupted Jump packs made great leaps and tried to shoot down or slash at each other. Your pilot apparently ignored this and continued driving but the instant he instantly turned away for apparently no reason and how shortly after an Ork fell and exploded showed you that he knew what was happening.

It didn't took you two long into crossing the large distance into the Mainframe. Most corridors were now desert due to Madloota's speech and most troops could be easily crossed using stealth. The Mainframe was a single cogitator that had the form of a cube and was easily one hundred meters in height. On each of his side walls there was a single screen with a repeating message.

++ INPUT ORDER ++

You didn't knew the state of that cogitator and how its machine spirit was. Mind linking with it would have given you free access to all its contents instantly but it was a dangerous task.

>Try to find a keyboard that you can use to write the orders. It will be the slowest yet safest method of searching information.
>Try to connect your vox caster to the Cogitator and speak the orders. It will be quick but somebody could hear you.
>Try to mindlink yourself with the Cogitator and search around its orders. It will be the quickest option but who knows what kind of dangers lie in its circuits.
>Write in.

>>41868922
>>Try to find a keyboard that you can use to write the orders. It will be the slowest yet safest method of searching information.
Since we don't need to win this leg I'm not in a hurry.

>>41868922
>Try to connect your vox caster to the Cogitator and speak the orders. It will be quick but somebody could hear you.
I don't really understand; can we use the Sound Dampener to prevent anyone from hearing us?

>>41869067
Yes. But its noise dampening bubble isn't big enough to cover it all. It's designed for personal use.

Besides, if he used the Noise Dampener how could Heracor speak the orders? He would become mute.

>>41869110
I assumed that it only stops the sounds entering or exiting from the bubble, not nullfying them,
But allright; then make it
>Try to find a keyboard that you can use to write the orders. It will be the slowest yet safest method of searching information.
It might be the slowest, but also the stealthiest. And we got here by stealth.

>>41868922
>>Try to find a keyboard that you can use to write the orders. It will be the slowest yet safest method of searching information.

>>41868991
>>41869173
Supporting

One more thig about the Sound Dampener; did we ever bother to learn a sign language, so we can communicat while it's still on? Otherwise we should ask the first Guardsmen we buddy up next time.

>>41868922
>Try to find a keyboard that you can use to write the orders. It will be the slowest yet safest method of searching information.

Searching around with the help of Esciallan you managed to find an old and dusty plastic keyboard that was compatible with the Mainframe. Soon afterwards you starting writing the orders.

+>> GOTO ARCHIVES

++ ARCHIVES ACCESSED ++

+++ STATUS DIAGNOSIS +++
+++ CURRENT OBJECTIVE COORDINATES +++
+++ MAPS +++
+++ OTHERS ++

Having such a great access to information was superb, it was the first time you had been able to access to such a powerful cogitator and you couldn't avoid looking at all the archives, not because you cared about what was stored on them but only to appreciate the speed it processed your queries and how loud its fans whirled.

>> GOTO STATUS DIAGNOSIS

++ STATUS DIAGNOSIS ACCESSED ++

+ WARP CORE READY AT 100%
+ GELLAR FIELD READY AT 100%
+ ENGINES READY AT 100%
+ PLASMA ENGINE WORKING AT 87 %
+ WEAPON BATTERIES READY
+ HULL BREACHES IN AREAS A5 // B7 // B10 // C1 // C2 // C4 // D12 // K9

++ STATUS END ++

>> GOTO CURRENT OBJECTIVE COORDINATES

++ CURRENT OBJECTIVE COORDINATES: 94 || 877 || 245
++ NAME OF OBJECTIVE: JASDEVI CRAFTWORLD
++ ALL READY FOR INCURSION ++

++ OBJECTIVES END ++

>>41869470

When the Eldar saw this last message he stood in disbelief. He had worked for years and risked his life over and over trying to divert the Orks from his world only to know that this same Hulk was trying to attack them.

"We have to avoid them reaching my world! Try to change the coordinates!"

You tried to but this Mainframe only stored the information, to do a change you would have to reach the Control room, and so you explained it to him.

"If we don't reach the Control Room and change the coordinates thousands of Eldar souls will be condemned and sacrificed to She Who Thirsts!"

After saying this he jumped onto his bike.

"Download the map and lets go already. We have to be the ones that win the race and change the course of this corrupted monstrosity!"

Honestly, you didn't cared if you two reached first or last as long as you ended alive to see another day. Besides, who was that one that he referenced as She Who Thirsts? Whoever or whatever it was, you now knew that your alien pilot would be acting way more aggressive from now on.

Alright, the 3 hours that I can use to write end now. Unless I can find more time to write this will sadly have to end for today.

As usual 30 minutes for questions and such. I'll use the phone to answer so expect typos and slow response. I'm sorry that I can be so little time and so early but its the best I can do. Its that or nothing.

>>41869507
Thanks for running!

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Alright, you guys have been lucky! I can still continue for a little longer!

>>41869482
I though Heracor got some knoeledge of several cults from trying out the Sisters indoctrination device, which would include Slaanesh seeing as he's one of the main four cults that would be worshiped and the most 'popular' one to do so in the Imperium. Then again, he likely doesn't know about titles used by Xenos, 'She Who Thirsts' amongst them.

>>41869811
True, he knew how several chaos cultist looked and such but not the true names or nicknames.

The Sister's indoctrination device couldn't shown him the images of Daemons, Symbols or Chaos Space Marines because the first two can be corrupting and the last one is a shameful secret. The most chaosy thing that saw in that Machine was possessed and heavily mutated people.

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>>41869482

Fueled by a mix of undiluted rage and fear the Eldar driver activated the full power of his engine and all the afterburners and turned the almost silent machine into one that was way more powerful but sounded like a microtornado.

He flew fast and dangerously. All the enemies that you found be it heretical or orkoid were simply ignored as he went past them, in most of occasions running over them. Over the comm you could hear how he was crying but he tried to muffle it with screams of indications every time he had tor make a turn or change direction.

The closer you two were to the Control Room the noisier that battle cachophony became. The only battle teatre you had been were the two times you saw the Imperial Guard fight against a foe, the first time against the Khornate cultists and the second time against the Independent Kroot. Still, this battle even if it was of smaller proportions was at least a hundred times noisier.

>>41870050
The engines of the many ork vehicles and racers around sounded like a barrage of artillery that exploded the ground nonstop. The strange walkers and machines of their enemies used sonic waves as projectile and created screams that ruptured bones and popped their eyes out of their sockets. On top of that there was the constant screaming, bullet exchanging and blade sparring sound of both sides. On top of a mountain of Ork and Astartes bodies there was Madloota guffawing maniacally while fighting a Dreadnought.

Diving into the battle would be a complete suicide as you two would be considered an enemy to both the Orks and the Heretics. Besides they were stronger and far superior in number.

>Try to sneak into the control room and see if you can exchange the coordinates
>Try to sneak into the control room and betray the Eldar. Activate the engines and send the Hulk towards his Craftworld.
>Try to sneak into the control room and try to find what the pipes transport, see if there in any of them that carries something toxic or flammable that could kill them all without damaging the Controls.
>Write in.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>41870064
>Try to sneak into the control room and try to find what the pipes transport, see if there in any of them that carries something toxic or flammable that could kill them all without damaging the Controls.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>41870064

>Try to sneak into the control room and see if you can exchange the coordinates

Fuck Chaos.

Plus its in our interest for the hulk to remain intact, because allot of those ships could have still intact mechanicus shrines/data bases which could be packing a ton of valuable data and blueprints.

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>>41870064
>Try to sneak into the control room and try to find what the pipes transport, see if there in any of them that carries something toxic or flammable that could kill them all without damaging the Controls.
Today's Myth: Can you ill a group of orks and a Chaos Dreadnaught with what you find on a ship?

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>41870163
Forgot roll.

>>41870163
Holy shit very good roll!

>>41870179
MITH KONFURMD!
WAAAUUUGH!!!

>>41870622
>Try to sneak into the control room and try to find what the pipes transport, see if there in any of them that carries something toxic or flammable that could kill them all without damaging the Controls.

Once more and with the help of the Eldar you access and enter into one of the many shafts that cross the Hulk. You crawl as best as you can and stop once you see the Main Control Cogitator under your position. With a swift movement Esciallan sank the sword on the floor and spun, making a perfect circle around him and creating a passage for you to descend.

When you were on top of the computer you were able to see the battle from another perspective. The Orks were crude and barbarians yes but those Space Marines and their strange mutant crab like women were torturing and exerting way more pain that necessary on them. That wasn't a mere combat, that was a torture turned into an art form, the more grotesque and painful was the inflicted death the more arousal and excitation they seemed to feel. Both the Astartes and their feminine companions were moaning hard and lewdly as they continued with their carnage.

You tried to focus and opened a panel on top of the massive computer to access directly onto its motherboard and try to connect with it. Once you were done you saw that you had access to all the controls around. Feeling like some kind of god or omnipotent director you started to fill the room with water and a flammable subproduct of the promethium that was heavier than the air and couldn't ascend into your height. As a final act you programmed all the airlocks to open for three minutes with a countdown.

>>41870637

The warriors around noticed the water and that the air smelled weird but they were way too busy fighting to investigate it. When the water was about to reach their ankles you shoot down a pipe that carried several high voltage cables with your arc gun. When the cables fell they electrocuted everybody around, the sparks of the bolt of electricity that you had shoot also ignited the gas. In an instant everybody started to burn and electrocute at the same time. The own fire ended turning the water into steam and so the electrical discharge was the first one to cease, soon afterwards the last traces of the gas ended burning and so the fire ceased.

Just as the few Ork and Chaos Space Marines stood up trying to return to the fight but it was then when all the airlocks opened at the same time. By that time you were already locked on a close room and safely waiting for all it to end. All the air stored in the interior of the Hulk started to be sucked out, since there were kilometers of tunnels none of the survivors managed to leave the ship, they all died impacting against the walls as they were sucked. After a minute of continuous vacuum the airlocks closed, the Hulk would have low levels of oxygen for some hours but it was breathable to some degree.

After it was all over the Eldar calmly placed his helmet and walked towards the Control Room. Here stood Madloota surrounded by bodies and bleeding heavily.

"I have won once again Madloota." He said to him with a sharp and calm tone.

"HEHEHE! YOU PANSY GIT. YEAH YOU HAVE!"

The Ork warboss stood up and grabbed him by the arm, he then forced him to press the "LAUNCH" red button.

"NONONONO!!!" He screamed over and over. But it was too late, the entire Hulk rumbled as it entered into the tides of the Empyrean and plunged into its next direction...the Jasdevi Craftworld.

>>41870656
Welp. We know what the next race track is. Sucks to be you right now Eldar.

>>41870656
The Xenos fell to his knee with his arm completely broken and bleeding out. With is other responding arm he covered his head as he cried.

To your surprise there were several Orks that survived and started to appear to celebrate the victory of the Warboss. They would all now have access to a great cache of Astartes grade weaponry. The Eldars had no chance to survive.

>Console him. Kill him out of pity if he wants.
>Use the recently acquired map to explore all the AdMech Cathedrals around.
>Try to find the place were all the Meks are gathering, get a room and turn it into a garage for your next vehicle.
>Write in.

>>41870820
>>Console him. Kill him out of pity if he wants. Use the body for a servitor
>>Use the recently acquired map to explore all the AdMech Cathedrals around.

>>41870820
>Console him. Kill him out of pity if he wants.
>Use the recently acquired map to explore all the AdMech Cathedrals around.

>>41870820

>Console him. Kill him out of pity if he wants.
>Use the recently acquired map to explore all the AdMech Cathedrals around.

There is still a wish to be had at the end of this. That eldar is not done just yet.

We can do a quick view of the shrines, we need to repair ourselves anyway, and we should have enough time to grab a garage after that.

>>41870820

Supporting >>41870899

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>>41870890
>Use the body for a servitor

A daki with an alive Eldar brain inside that can speak, feel and see everything you do to it.

>>41870820
>Console him. Kill him out of pity if he wants.

You walked towards him and got on your knees to speak closely to him.

"We did all we could. It isn't all over yet...but if you have no hopes left, I could end your life if you desired."

He cleaned his tears and placed his helmet over his head to impede you watching him pour his soul for any longer.

"I have saved your life from xir claws and now you want to thank me with death? Dying is the best your kin does, we are polar opposites for what my race does best is living no matter what!"

The Eldar turned around and walked away with his broken arm still hanging in an odd angle and bleeding heavily. It seemed that the truce you two did ended right now. Ignoring the pain he swiftly moved away into the darkness, the next time you would see him it would be as an enemy.

>Use the recently acquired map to explore all the AdMech Cathedrals around.

There were several Cathedrals to visit, at least five. There could be many others that do not appear on the maps thought. Judging by the origins of the ships they originate from you might try to expect what could you find in them.

Two of them had their origin in Rogue Trader frigates. There could be junk or treasures among them, impossible to know. Another one came from an agriworld, it was surely full of plants, seed and food you could eat. The fourth one was a Cruiser from the Imperial Navy, it surely had weapons, armor and everything you could need; the last one originated from an Explorator forge world, it might have many treasures but it was by a great difference the furthest one, it could even take you two days to reach it.

>Go to the first Rogue Trader ship. 12 hours of trip
>Go to the second Rogue Trader ship. 3 hours of trip
>Go to the Agri-ship. 6 hours of trip
>Go to the Imperial Navy ship. 1 day of trip
>Go to the Explorator ship. 2 days of trip
>Stay were you are, the orks will surely install themselves right there
>Try to find another Cathedral ( 1d100 )

>>41871245
>Go to the Imperial Navy ship. 1 day of trip
So we need to build another vehicle, right? From scratch this time. I'd suggest either the Navy ship of the Explorator. I have no ide how much time we have, so I'll have to go with the Navy ship.
Even if we don't find the right chassis, I bet they got the best engines.

Unless we could check the closest Rouge Trader ship, and maybe find something that would shorten the travel to the other locations.

>>41871392
>So we need to build another vehicle, right?

Yeah, we destroyed each vehicle so far, with the exception of the Eldar Jetbike.

For this last race I might work on new options so the vehicle creation becomes EXTRA KUSTOMIZABLE

>>41871245
>Go to the Agri-ship. 6 hours of trip
First there to stock up on food. then
>Go to the Imperial Navy ship. 1 day of trip
For weaponry we'll surely need. Finally
>Go to the Explorator ship. 2 days of trip
Because it would be a shame to let discoveries made by those deceased techpriests (may the Omnissiah bless their souls) go to waste.

And maybe the rogue trader ships if we have time, if only to download the databases.

>>41871245
>Go to the second Rogue Trader ship. 3 hours of trip
Try to find something we can use to get to the Explorator faster.

>>41871458
I thought the same except that we should go to the Rouge Trader ship. Knowing their kind there should be plenty of stored food there as well.

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>>41871479
Oh yeah, that's good. Just something for easier locomotion in the meantime. Even better if it has carry space.

>>41871245
Backing >>41871479
The end goal should be the Explorator ship for that STC goodness.

So first the Second Rogue Ship, try to find some vehicle and then >>41871458 ?

>>41871596
I think if we can find some supplies as well from the Rouge Trader vessel, we can leave out the Agri-ship.

>>41871646
Doesn't hurt to check.

Sadly I'll have to end it for today. 30 minutes for questions and such. In the next thread we will start exploring the Hulk.

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>>41871718
Thanks for running!

>>41871718
Thanks for running Ax.

After this quest is done, will you run another 40k one?

>>41871718
Thanks for running! When will the fresh meat get ported in? Also will we have time to repair our gear?

>>41872313
After this one I'll surely take a break. I also have some plans to run a Quest inspired by Fallout, located in Mexico and full of hot bloodied Mariachi folklore.

I'm also writing a book about a secret supernatural fighting society in the United States during the 50's

>>41872442
A couple of days before the start. Just time enough to build the next vehicle, arm and train them.

QM is asking for archival. Anyone know how to do that?

Can someone please upload it to suptg? I cannot do it because I'm busy as fuck

Anyone archive yet?

>>41873751
Archive up.
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/41867430/