Under the heavy weight of its chassis and its overcharged engine the wheels of the autocaravan screeched as it turned sharply to avoid the burning wreckage of a decrepit building that ended falling down from the damage suffered during the past days and the lack of care. In the driver’s seat an overly excited Skitarius steered without ever lifting her heavy metallic foot from the accelerator pedal; she was reckless and aggressive but knew how to make the metallic heart of the Van roar with passion and cross those hazard and corpse filled streets as if it were the easiest task.

Thanks to her skills we had been able to find and scavenge all the necessary pieces to finish the construction of the Radio Beacon with no casualties, at least on our side; the grill of the van was now covered in the gritty blood and twisted bodies of the Possessed ones that couldn’t avoid collision and were ruthlessly run over. As your team drove closer to the Metro tunnels that lead to your base the sound of gunshots and more roaring engines became louder and more frequent, as your army had become more organized and better equipped they were now scavenging and fighting the enemy with multiple simultaneous groups that surprisingly were starting to chew on the enemy numbers and start to regain territory against the animal minded yet incredibly numerous and powerful Possessed.

>>44814526

Not ever giving a break to the Engine the driver entered into the Metro tunnels with a jump that surely damaged the suspension of the wheels. She was passionate but maybe too much, her weak mind was addicted to adrenaline and the sensation of excitement to the point of damaging such vehicle with unnecessary stunts. You would have to remind her of the dangers of not respecting and honor the machine spirits…but maybe that’s a lesson that will come to her sooner than you believe, just as the Van reaches the end of the stairs its engine shuts down forcing you all to descend and carry the rest of the needed materials on your own.

After calling for help and informing of the situation you are guaranteed that several techpriests will come to check on the sacred engine of the Autocaravan and in the meanwhile one of the Skitarius decides to wait on the derelict vehicle and guard it in the meanwhile. As you and the rest of the squad descends of foot insults and venomous remarks followed directed towards the pilot who was now silently crying as she carried several pieces and cables. You didn’t like this bullying that she was suffering but maybe it was for the best.

>Intercede and tell the rest that it is enough; she seems to have learned the lesson.
>Do not act, she has taken this upon herself.
>Join in and tell her why she did wrong even if she already knows it. Surely hearing it from someone as you will burn the lesson on her fleshy brain.
>Write in.

>>44814551

>Intercede and tell the rest that it is enough; she seems to have learned the lesson.

>>44814551
>>Intercede and tell the rest that it is enough; she seems to have learned the lesson.


Forgot to post this on your Twitter boss

>>44814794
>Forgot to post this on your Twitter boss
Holy shite its true. Doing it ASAP

>>44814551
>Do not act, she has taken this upon herself
Unless it gets too extreme.

>>44814551
>Intercede and tell the rest that it is enough; she seems to have learned the lesson.

"Enough. She has made a near fatal mistake yes but without her this mission would might have been a failure. Her mistake isn't jumping across the stairs but getting overconfident with her skills, there is a time in were we have to stop; just like a processor ceases to work if its core temperature its too high and risks damaging itself." You said as you carried the heaviest materials due to your strong and strongback nature. "What's your designation Skitarius?"

"I..." She ended muttering after a while after she managed to stop sobbing. "I was born with the name of Xarah. My Skitarius designation is YCS-88..."

"YCS-88 you have to learn that you have limits, we all do. We as adepts of the Mechanicus try to surpass those limitations by augmenting our bodies with bionics that give us an edge and knowledge that the lower folk could never comprehend yet none of that matters nor has a value if we truly don't understand it. The most powerful weapon in the universe is useless in the hands of someone who cannot understand how to operate it. We are the rightful owners of the techno-sorcery that minds of past, present and future will operate and for that we have to precious every inch of tech that we have, be it a single screw or a gargantuan void-vessel. Your excitation and recklessness attitude has endangered the vehicle that you drove, the engine accepted you under its command and you have damaged it when all it did was obey you no matter how hard you pushed it. Be very sorry, for the machine spirit of that engine might now fear you and not drive as fast as before under your command."

>>44815083

You extended one of your red wings and covered her with it in a comforting embrace. Not long after that you all reached the underground city and entered into its walled interior where most people were working hard on their respective duties or training. Even if most of the city was full of active sprawling streets you couldn't avoid noticing the usual lack of Nox-Vox member among the citizens. The great majority of them were mourning the loss of Petra and became even more isolated against the rest of people. Like the slaves and other few people from outside of the cult they were friends and allies but still felt as if there was an invisible social and cultural barrier between you and them that was thick enough to permanently keep both factions separated no matter what.

Along with the rest of the group you carried the necessary parts to construct the radio beacon and aided in its development for the remaining of the day. The rest of the day was incredibly productive too and while the manufacturing of armor and food wasn't higher than usual the team that was focused on creating the Tank advanced with giants steps and became pretty close of ending it.

>[ DAY 26 of 30: 5 DAYS UNTIL THE ARRIVAL OF THE NAVY AND REINFORCEMENTS ]

>Everybody roll 1d100, things might get ugly now.
>Only first 3 rolls count, after that I'll roll too.
>The higher the roll the better! The minimum I ask for a somewhat positive outcome is a 65.

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>44815103
Oh fuck. Ambush incoming.

>>44815161
Good, keep rolling like that. And no, I don't have an ambush planned, but something way worse.

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>44815103
Uh oh

>>44815161
Fuck

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>44815103

Rolled 50 (1d100)

Ok, its my time to roll!

>>44815161
>>44815212
>>44815226
>>44815250
Guess quest over

Awww yiss time to suffer suckas.

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>>44815263

>>44815103

Gunfire and shelling sounds awakened you from your deep and dreamless sleep. With a jump you arose from your bed completely naked and covered in cold sweat. From the windows you managed to see everybody waking up too and getting into position to defend the village. Quickly you got your armor and robes on and the many weapons that hanged from your body before leaving and ascending into the skies to scout and see how the situation was.

What you saw was something that you were afraid of and prayed for it to not happen. A great tide of Possessed enemies advanced like a herd of confused sheep towards your base and on the center of it was their shepherd, the Necron Knight who advanced without ever caring about them.

"This game is over." Said a voice that came from the interior of the xeno tainted Knight. A voice who was as cold as ice yet remarkably familiar... "We have come to offer you a deal." As it spoke those words its helmet moved and looked at you with its green optics, for a second you felt a spine chilling shiver that made all your gray skin get covered cutis anserina.

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>>44815618

Your men and women fought fiercely by throwing all that they had against them; the Possessed ones died in the thousands but no matter what happened more came after them. Every attack that was directed against the Necron Knight was either shrugged off, blocked with its massive Dispersion shield and even in a few occasions it even stabbed a Possessed with its War Scythe and sent it flying in the trajectory of the incoming projectile to create a meat shield.

"Come with us or be forced to see how all your friends perish horribly!"

Shock and pure terror filled your body with a fear that you didn't felt since the time that both Orks and Slaaneshi Chaos Space Marines were actively trying to hunt you down.

>Try to fight back, even if that means killing all those that are under your command and protection.
>It seems that the Knight pilot is sentient and might even want to parley, offer to go with him if he spares them all.
>This was just a matter of time, you all were just a small group of survivors against a planet full of brainwashed slave warriors and their Xenos Overlords, they were doomed from the start, go with him and save yourself knowing that the rest will die.
>Write in.

>>44815661
>Try to fight back, even if that means killing all those that are under your command and protection

>>44815661
>>It seems that the Knight pilot is sentient and might even want to parley, offer to go with him if he spares them all.

>>44815661
>It seems that the Knight pilot is sentient and might even want to parley, offer to go with him if he spares them all.
Honestly the necron knight is the most reasonable thing around us right now. Let's take our chances with him.

>It seems that the Knight pilot is sentient and might even want to parley, offer to go with him if he spares them all.

Finally caught a live one, been following via suptg for a year. Great quest Ax!

And It's great to have you too anon!

>>44815661
>It seems that the Knight pilot is sentient and might even want to parley, offer to go with him if he spares them all.

For a moment all around you seemed to turn into complete silence, all the explosions and gunshots ended and the only things that were left were you and him.

"You are a Xenos consorter, what does your promise value?"

"We both are xenos consorters just like we both are from this planet. From a Telemathan to another, I promise you that my puppets won't attack your squat group if you agree to come with me."

Suddenly all the Possessed stopped ignoring the projectiles that were being shoot at them and raised their weapons in unison, ready to pull the trigger at any moment. You knew that the second they all shoot at the unison they would only need a couple of seconds to completely atomize you and your army. Unable to escape such situation you had no other option but to accept.

"Agreed, I will offer myself as a sacrifice in exchange of sparing all those valiant men and women."

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>>44816195

You were a cog in the machine that was the Omnissiah, but a cog whose useful life seemed to be running short. You had lived and lasted for way more than you thought you deserved, maybe it was time to surrender and give the opportunity to another generation. The only thing you truly regretted before accepting was not having the chance of meeting your friends once again.

"Oihan...Fire in the Skin...Liwet...Alaria...I will meet you all in the other side." You muttered as you prayed to the Machine God and let your wings softly take you to ground level.

The Possessed ones opened a path for you that directed straight to the Knight. As you were walking towards it you couldn't avoid looking at them, there were surely several of them that used to be part of your crew, they all looked dead in life now, suffering yet unable to speak. Their bodies wanted to die and have their souls released but whatever the Necrons did to them simply didn't let them doing so. As you were near the Knight's feet its chest opened revealing the pod of its interior, from it a man descended.

Calling it a man wasn't the closest description, it was a human covered in a necrodermis armor with only a few parts of its organic body remaining like teeth and mandible. There wasn't anything human in him yet it felt somewhat relatable to you in a twisted way.

>>44816219

"You have made the most intelligent choice and hopefully you will continue doing so." Once again his voice was way too familiar for you, yet impossible to recognize.

He pushed a button and you two along with the Knight became enclosed by a green dome of electric energy before being teleported. Darkness surrounded you two after such event and nothing could be seen even after you activated the special lenses that were installed on your only surviving eye.

"Follow me." He simply said as he left his vehicle behind.

>"Who are you?"
>"Why are the Necrons creating the Possessed, why don't they fight by themselves?"
>"Where are we going?"
>"What will happen now?"
>Write in.

>>44816248

>"Who are you?"
>"Why are the Necrons creating the Possessed, why don't they fight by themselves?"

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>>44816248
>"Who are you?"

>"Who are you?"
>"Where are we going?"

>>44816248
>"Who are you?"

The pilot looked at you and seemed to do a noise similar to laughing, you doubted that he had the neccesary lungs and muscles to do a proper laugh anymore.

"I am nobody, I am you. We are an experiment, we are one of many. We both started in the same point, I went in one direction, you went in another."

Those words didn't told you much but every bowel of them sounded as if it had been spoken by death incarnate itself. A mix of confusion and fear started filling you with dread. On the distance a light started to show and become visible, it was just like the light that the people that are on the death thrones see, it was the end of the road for you.

>"Why are the Necrons creating the Possessed, why don't they fight by themselves?"

"As I said we are an experiment, and so are they. Our Necron Overlords want to retake the Galaxy to their former glory and in their quasi infinite benevolence they have decided that humanity has gained the right of becoming their serfs. After they all were taken to the deepest levels of the Tomb with the Teleporting Gates they were transformed into warriors, the same warriors that will fight alongside them and will eradicate all what plagues the Via Lactea. It seems that the Biotransference doesn't works perfectly with humans who have a soul; the result is a mindless drone in a quantum state of life and death akin to the one that the Emperor is in, they aren't either alive nor dead. There are some individuals who where selected by the Necrontyr aeons ago, they have been chosen and for them the transference is perfect, for a soul is not a blessing, but a burden."

>>44816808

"The Pariahs, Blanks who have been born without a soul."

"Indeed, you and I are equals in more ways than you expect. The Silent King is now judging the value of those humans as a fighting and workforce. We haven't been selected yet but if everything goes right we will. Countless of humans will have to be forcefully turned and from those only a minuscule proportion will become perfected ones like me but after all the galaxy has been cleaned and reclaimed that won't have to happen anymore and humanity will finally be able to live under their mantle. It will be a Glorious Age for both races."

>"Where are we going?"

The light you two were walking towards was now completely blinding and you couldn't see anything. Not even covering yourself with your thick arm helped much.

"You have already meet Szarekh, the guide and mind that created this experiment but now it is time to meet your creators, your parents."

As you crossed the barrier of light you noticed how a wall closed behind you and how slowly the lux started to become more and more bearable until you were able to notice the other two persons that were in there...those were the Archmagos Axsiselios and Hellenica.

>Kill them!
>Ask them questions.
>Try to escape
>Write in.

>>44816827
>Ask them questions.
Knowledge is power.

>>44814502
>Accuse
>You have betrayed the Omnissiah and your people. Why? You had it all, what is there to gain from this?

>Ask them questions
>kill kill kill

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Ok, writing now. For those who have forgotten those are the two Archmagii in the picture.

Archmagus Hellenica ( The girl ) is a master artisan and the one who created the Anima Chip that created a fake soul that covered our blankness.

Archmagus Axsiselios ( The red guy ) is an expert in biology and is the one who installed the anima chip on our brain.

>>44816827

Rage filled your body, all your body tensed up until your tendons and muscles felt like as if they were about to burst, the gears and cogs of your bionic parts started to spin and move while your cables and lights started to transport electrons and illuminate with an energy that was fueled by your anger.

"You have betrayed the Omnissiah and your people! Why!? You had it all, what is there to gain from this?"

The Pariah that piloted the Necron Knight walked towards them and the three looked in your direction with a sense of calm that was even more rage inducing.

"That's a lot of rage for a soulless person. We thought that once you discovered your true nature you would have turned it off. A soul is nothing but a emotion amplifier and emotions are of little to no value for the members of the Mechanicus." Said the artisan Hellenica completely ignoring you.

"For fuck sake, the boy has managed to made into this way, that's more than the rest have done, lets answer him will we?" Said Axsiselios with a organic voice that contrasted heavily with the Mechanized and artificial tone of the other three members.

Hellenica continued completely still while the Pariah simply shrugged it by weakly raising his shoulders.

"When we started digging to create the Core Needle, the massive chimney that collects all the toxic smog of the planet and ascends it towards the open vacuum we discovered a Tomb, our reckless team decided that it was a gift of the Omnissiah for creating such project and decided to explore and observe. The Necrons were awakened and all of them killed, all but Axsiselios and Me." Said Hellenica.

>>44817827

"Back in the day we were only techpriests. Kids no older than twenty." Added Axsiselios.

"Among those Necrons there was the Silent King, we didn't knew why did he spare us until it revealed it. We were Blanks too and he wanted us to be the first ones of his grand plan. He taught us secrets that no human knew before, knowledge that was so precious that you couldn't even imagine how much did it change our views."

"With the smallest secrets that they gave us we were able to quickly ascend into the ranks of Magos and then Archmagos, creating the coven was just a way of getting more assets and resources for the plan that the Silent King had ordered to us." Axsiselios said this pretty proud of himself when in reality all his progress was worthless, he didn't deserved being an Archmagus as he bought his way onto the top with alien secrets.

"We had to marry and then created you and he. He's your brother Neh-than, you in fact have several brothers and sisters all across the Sector. The only organic parts that remain of my body are my brain and my womb who has been upgraded with several ports that let me inject and add different substances to accelerate the process and reduce it from nine months to three. Under Szarekh orders your genetic Father and I created thirty children in thirty years, those were then cloned five times and artificially let to grow until they were eighteen. During that time they were all given the necessary technical knowledge needed to be a techpriest and in case of being born with a soul they had it extracted with Necron techno-sorcery. At some point of their lives their chips were remotely activated under a controlled situation to see how would they react." Continued Hellenica.

>>44817852

"Do you really thought that it was a coincidence that your chip activated just when some Imperial Guard regiment was stationed close to your location? It wasn't, we were experimenting with you." Said Axsiselios.

"But Why!" You yelled.

"The Necrons wanted to see if the effects of the Biotransference could be reversed by using the chips. If turning pariahs into soul bearing beings was possible. They also wanted for these creations to become the generals that would guide the rest of the humans after their uprising just like your brother Neh-than, you should have become like him."

"Just like you I decided to run away and sworn on vengeance, what else could I have done? All I knew was that they had placed the chip on me and my false memories told me that the chip was a emotion represser instead of a soul creator. In my case I ended in a Knight house tightly affiliated with the Mechanicus and made my way onto becoming a pilot. After discovering my true nature I accepted it and became gifted with a new perfect body that never decays nor gets tired and a Knight that could defeat all and any other Knight of the Imperium...Join us."

>"What will happen if I join?"
>"Why should I join?"
>"Never, you are my creators but also the reason of my suffering. I am tired of being a puppet."
>Write in.

>>44817866
You know, I've heard the whispers of chaos, and they same the exact same thing, just in a different flavor. You are no better and no different from them. I hope that before you are snuffed from existence you see that and despair.

>>44817866
Supporting >>44817930

>>44818026
Me too if you need another vote Ax

>>44817866
>For all your power, and all your whispered secrets, your alien knowledge, you're still blind. You're happy to remain a slave. We're not the same at all.
>Unlike you, I will not go quietly.
>Attack the night.

>>44817866

"You know, I've heard the whispers of chaos, and they same the exact same thing, just in a different flavor. You are no better and no different from them. I hope that before you are snuffed from existence you see that and despair."

"We know. We have observed most of your life, you were a test subject after all. We lost your track after you fought the mutated and corrupted psyker Inquisitor...your genetic father thought that you would some day return and decided to create the legend around you."

"And I was right! You are a thought soldier kiddo, you have made Dad very proud!"

Hearing those words from his voice made you cringe and tremble in a mix of disgust and rage that made you clench your fist and revolted your stomach. Axsiselios might be your father but you refused to accept it, anybody but him.

"For all your power, and all your whispered secrets, your alien knowledge, you're still blind. You're happy to remain a slave. We're not the same at all." You added.

>>44818595

"You are wrong. We won't be slaves but members of a upper caste. We the soulless ones will be given Necrodermis bodies that will gift us a immortality that the humans as a species have been seeking since their birth. We will see how the Necrons reawaken to their full extent and liberate miracles upon the universe that haven't been seen in Millions of years. Once the Galaxy is theirs theirs the humans will form the base of a Caste system in which they will conform the bulk and will become the workers. As we have been aiding the conquest of the Necron Empire we will be on a higher position of power and have control over the humans while still being under the Necrons. Have an intermediate position or be crushed forever."

"C'mon kid. It isn't so bad. You will live forever and have a group of humans under your command, you will have to follow what the Necrons say sure but the rest of the time you have pretty much liberty to do as you please. In some sense is like being a planetary governor."

"A puppet that knows of the strings that pulls it is a puppet nonetheless. Unlike you, I will not go quietly."

You grabbed your brother Neh-than and pushed him as you readied to attack.

>Use your Meltapistol and Arc-Pistol to both overcharge its circuits and melt his body.
>Use your powerblade to slash him down.
>Punch a hole in his stomach and place a grenade inside.
>Overpower and pin him down on the ground, use your lascannon and obliterate his head by shooting at point blank range.
>Write in.

>>44818612
>Use your powerblade to slash him down.
We cut the strings. To do less would be heresy.

>>44818612
>Use your powerblade to slash him down.
Is it still the electroblade hybrid which can drain electricity?

>>44818769
Hell yeah son.

>>44818612
>>Use your powerblade to slash him down.

>>44818612
Alright, cutting that bitch of a brother is it then. I need three 1d100 rolls! As usual the higher the better!

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>44818862
ready for more bad rolls!

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>44818862
Drain him too, just in case.

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>44818862

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>44818890
>>44818900
>>44818964
well Looks like we die today, Dice gods hate us. Didn't I tell you not to up the difficulty Ax?

>>44818982
We can't die yet! We still have to kill an Alpharius after all this!

Rolled 92 (1d100)

HAHA! Time to fuck with my playerbase! I will roll too just in case inb4 I get a super duper high roll

>>44818982
Sorry dude but this is 40k if it aint hard it aint fun and since I asked for 3 rolls yours doesn't counts!

>>44819103
>inb4 I get a super duper high roll
called it

Fuck this gay ass quest, I cannot be grimdark if the MC is always getting good rolls! Whatever, writing now!

>>44818612
>Use your powerblade to slash him down.

With your left hand you pulled him from the neck while you readied and revealed the powerblade that was stored in your right armguard. You expected a reaction coming from your parents but none came, you two were solely created for experimentation, even if they were married they weren't in love and they of course didn't loved nor felt any kind of attachment towards you two. Neh-than wasn't showing much expression either but that was solely due to his face lacking any kind of facial muscle at all, the rest of his body was reacting properly and trying to liberate itself from your titanical grasp in a mix of fear and confusion.

His Necrodermis torso offered a great resistance against your blade but at the end the quick attacks were able to breach it before it could heal and at the end you became able to completely push the blade all the way into his body until it came from the other side. When that had happened you finally stopped grabbing him from the neck, it was of no use as he didn't seemed to need to breath at all.

With a great effort you managed to raise the arm that was impaling him and elevate him even further from the ground, this way no matter how hard he struggled and tried to liberate himself with kicks and punches his limbs were pretty much unable to reach any important part of your armored body.

"Why do this brother? There are countless of humans and only a few of us Pariahs. There won't be a power struggle and we all will be able to control and be lords without needing to fight each other."

"You know nothing, Neh-Than."

>>44819610

You only needed a mental order to activate the energy stealing properties of your blade and see how the supposedly immortality that the Necrons had granted them slowly faded away until he was nothing but a empty husk.

This wasn't a quick procedure and he screamed in agony for at least ten minutes in were he noticed how excruciatingly one by one all the amperes of his body started to leave his metallic corpse and abandon his internal circuitry. He didn't had a soul and now he didn't had a life, there was nothing left behind but a name that you wanted to forget.

After absorbing such quantity of energy all your bionics were completely overcharged, your body cracked with greenish energy and a strange cold dead aura. There was now a little bit of him inside of you.

>Attack your parents now.
>Escape and try to reunite with your army.
>Talk with them, try to make them think that you'll join their traitorous path only to betray them afterwards.
>Write in.

>>44819632
>Attack your parents now.
Ash to Ash, dust to dust, Flesh fails, and machines rust. You're benefactors time has passed, and now yours has too.

>>44819632
>Attack your parents now.
Might as well finish this before going.
Funny how that 1 just made this moment come sooner than expected.

>>44819882
>Funny how that 1 just made this moment come sooner than expected.
What do you mean by this?

>>44819911
Well, I expected this confrontation to come when or near when reinforcements arrived, when we'd have made preparations. But now the opportunity presents itself and our hand is forced.

>>44819632
>Attack your parents now.

"Ash to Ash..."

You start to mutter as you retract your blade and see the body hit the ground.

"Dust to dust..."

You raise one of your heavy legs and start to press it against the head of your deceased brother.

"Flesh fails, and machines rust..."

It doesn't takes you much to completely crush his head until it explodes into a mess of necrodermis and strange alien machinery.

"Your time with the Benefactors has passed, and now yours has too."

You mutter has you look at them dead in the eye.

>Use your Arc-Pistol on Hellenica and try to overload her circuits and bionics, use your Phospex Pistol on the organic body of Axsiselios and burn him down.
>No matter if it is flesh of metal, your powersword will cut it them down.
>Grab your Plasma Gun and shoot at one of the two ( Chose Whom )
>Write in.

>>44820081
>Use your Arc-Pistol on Hellenica and try to overload her circuits and bionics, use your Phospex Pistol on the organic body of Axsiselios and burn him down.

>>44820081
>Use your Arc-Pistol on Hellenica and try to overload her circuits and bionics, use your Phospex Pistol on the organic body of Axsiselios and burn him down.

>>44820081
Alright, going akimbo gunslinger it is. I'll need as usual three 3d100. This time I won't roll tho, fuck it.

Rolled 10, 11, 89 = 110 (3d100)

>>44820324

Rolled 85, 1, 56 = 142 (3d100)

>>44820324

Rolled 80, 97, 87 = 264 (3d100)

>>44820324

Sorry for the delay. My WiFi has suddenly died. If problems persist I'll have to end it sooner than expected.

>>44820580
GOOD ROLL!


>>44820591
shit

In fact I have been about fifteen minutes trying to say that I got it wrong and that I wanted a 1d100, not a 3d100 but whatevs. Going with this sick ass roll set >>44820580

>>44820081
>Use your Arc-Pistol on Hellenica and try to overload her circuits and bionics, use your Phospex Pistol on the organic body of Axsiselios and burn him down.

In front of you were your parents; Axsiselios to your left and Hellenica to your right. You have always had a thing for energy based weapons, their vibrations and heat have now become something even calming to you, was it because you were a pet creation for the Necrons and they also favor the use of Energy weapons or maybe because your fake soul simply liked them? Whatever the reason was you were now with two deadly and handled harbingers of death that would liberate their anger onto those two heretics of the highest order.

"You two have defiled everything that was consecrated for both the Imperium and specially the Mechanicus. I might be your son but you two and I are no alike. Everything you two represent is against the dogma and beliefs of the Machine Cult and has to be purged for the will of Mankind. After you I will personally hunt all my brothers if they like Neh-than end falling into the lies of Szarekh."

>>44821051

"Fighter 'til the end eh? I may have gotten a little bit rusty but your old man may still give you the beatdown that you deserve..." Said Axsiselios with a dry tone.

"You had such a big potential...until we found Neh-than you were my favorite. Well, it seems that you are going to be another name to cross out from the list of our children that have died..." Added her.

"Kill us if you want, but don't think that it will help you at all, if anything it will make things worse for you..."

Not wanting to fall under their bravado you aimed at them and shoot simultaneously sending spheres of cyan fire towards the ruby colored body of your father and a white colored electrical arc against the chassis of your mother. To your surprise they both endured the attack but seemingly became affected by the afterburn that came with them. He started to slowly become covered in a veil of cerulean flames and she was electrocuted and a few of her circuits seemed to became incapacitated, at least until she manages to reboot them.

>Roll 1d100.

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>44821077

Rolled 49 (1d100)

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>44821077

Well shite, you guys are once again pretty fucked. What a shame huehuehue

>>44821077

Suddenly Hellenica's body started to shift in form as if she were a massive intricate puzzle whose pieces had decided to switch in place all at once, Axsiselios's body also started to change yet in other way, he ate some pills that were seemingly hidden in some fake molars and in matter of seconds started to massively grow in size and muscular density until it was a eighteen feet giant whose bones protruded in the form of horns and spikes, not only that but after that from his pores he started to segregate a sweet smelling mucus that quickly covered him in a semitransparent exoesketon of some sort.

You were so mesmerized by his transformation that you became physically unable to see that Hellenica was also turning into something more. Her limbs revealed several weapons and strange barrels of different caliber and machinery.

From what before was her knee she launched a flash grenade of some sort that exploded a second before making contact with your body and completely blinded you. You couldn't see anything but there were still some other receptor organs that were able to inform you of the situation as if they were auspexes. In the distance you heard the sound of striding steps and noticed the vibration of them getting closer and closer, unable to know where to go to you decided to simply extend your wings and go up and up where hopefully they won't be able to hit you at least until your sight returns. The first seconds of your ascension go smooth but then you hit against a hard surface, there is a ceiling that completely blocks any aerial escape attempt makes you become exposed to their attacks.

>Fly in circles until your eyes get better
>Throw all your grenades, hopefully you will hit them.
>Punch a hole in the ceiling and place a Krak grenade to open an entrance that might let you go to the upper level.
>Try to focus on your cochlear echolocator to locate them without the need of eyes.
>Write in.

>>44821632
Howdy Axsisel

>Try to focus on your cochlear echolocator to locate them without the need of eyes.

>>44821632
>Try to focus on your cochlear echolocator to locate them without the need of eyes.

>>44821632
>Try to focus on your cochlear echolocator to locate them without the need of eyes.
"The figure that came to you was a golden man who was wearing a heavy armor and looked akin to a saint, he had an aura of golden sparks that followed him and transparent halo that floated on the back of his head, instead of eyes he had a couple of holy fire balls that burned with passion and hatred towards everything that its unholy…it was as if it were a lite version of the Emperor…"
>Remember the emperor and trust him to guide you to victory.

>>44821632
>>Try to focus on your cochlear echolocator to locate them without the need of eyes.

>>44821810
>"The figure that came to you was a golden man who was wearing a heavy armor and looked akin to a saint, he had an aura of golden sparks that followed him and transparent halo that floated on the back of his head, instead of eyes he had a couple of holy fire balls that burned with passion and hatred towards everything that its unholy…it was as if it were a lite version of the Emperor…"

That wasn't the emperor tho. It was the psychic projection of the Malleus Inquisitor god dammit I cant never remember his fucking name

>>44821892
>"It was as if it were a lite version of the Emperor…"
It's still a vision we can draw inspiration and courage from.

>>44821965
>>44821892
I don't know how i mistook "lite" for "literal", my fault.

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>>44821632
>Try to focus on your cochlear echolocator to locate them without the need of eyes.

You tried to relax and focus, during your meditation you remembered YCS-88, the Skitarius that today had crashed the autocaravan that you were in because she was overconfident with her skills, you had to trust your bionics and not only rely on your remaining eye. After activating the cochlear echolocator all the surrounding whispers became as loud as normal voices and the ones who were previously audible turned into screeching screams that buzzed into your hears to the point of making your eardrums bleed.

Slowly, very slowly those sound vibrations something that your brain became more and more used to receive and interpret. It didn't took you long to block and filter all the background unnecessary noise and focus on the few frequencies and tones that you had to hear, there were in total three hearts pounding in that room, two were yours, one was of Axsiselios and apparently Hellenica had some sort of valve system that could keep the blood flow between her brain and her womb that was somehow silent...there was other sound that betrayed her tough, the sound of the spinning fans that kept her circuits and weapons cooled down.

>>44822344
Your two hearts sounded pretty much in unison, Axsiselios's heart was very big and its heartbeats while slow were powerfull and deep and Hellenica's fan was a constant low whirling.

Now that you could detect them without effort you proceeded to descend and attack. This is the moment you have been waiting for so long. Your vengeance is finally going to fulfilled.

>Focus on where the sounds come from and shoot Axsiselos with the Plasma-Gun. It can shoot more than once and is somewhat quick to reload but looking how strong those two are it might not be enough.
>Focus on where the sounds come from and shoot Hellenica with the Plasma-Gun.
>Focus on where the sounds come from and shoot Axsiselos with the Lascannon. You only have ammo for four shoots and it reloading takes about an entire minute but this is an anti-tank weapon, you doubt that they will be able to survive an impact of this weapon.
>Focus on where the sounds come from and shoot Hellenica with the Lascannon.
>Continue shooting them with the Phospex and Arc pistol respectively, wound and tire them over time.
>Write in.

>>44822381
>Focus on where the sounds come from and shoot Axsiselos with the Lascannon. You only have ammo for four shoots and it reloading takes about an entire minute but this is an anti-tank weapon, you doubt that they will be able to survive an impact of this weapon.

>>44822381
>>Focus on where the sounds come from and shoot Axsiselos with the Lascannon. You only have ammo for four shoots and it reloading takes about an entire minute but this is an anti-tank weapon, you doubt that they will be able to survive an impact of this weapon.

>>44822381
>Focus on where the sounds come from and shoot Axsiselos with the Lascannon. You only have ammo for four shoots and it reloading takes about an entire minute but this is an anti-tank weapon, you doubt that they will be able to survive an impact of this weapon.

>>44822381
Lascannon Pew-pew is it! I need three 1d100!

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>44822602

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>44822602
pls

>>44822720
God-Dammit!

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>44822602

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Shit, I'm sorry guys but its 2 AM here and tomorrow I have to wake up early. I'll have to end it for today :(

As usual 30 minutes for questions and such while I get ready to sleep. Y'all should also know that some friends called me to hang out at night and get drunk but I refused so I could continue running today so yeah, thanks for being here, you guys are the ones who truly make this quest worthy.

>Archive
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=NHQ90

Thanks for playing!

>>44823026
Thanks for running Ax. I enjoy the quest I just hate our shit luck.

>>44823056
Hey bad luck is sometimes good! In this case it has lead to us discovering some cool stuff.

>>44823026
Thanks for running Ax. I was pleasantly surprised with how long you ran today. Take it easy.

>>44823160
I know that I usually run for less hours but that's because I have to start it pretty late in my timezone.

I start when its 7pm for me and about 12am in the states. I usually run about four hours and a half and leave another thirty minutes for questions, that makes me go to bed at midnight on weekdays and seven hours later I have to wake up for class. I simply cannot run for longer without completely fucking my sleep schedule.

Alright going to sleep now. Good night y'all