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>>51228215
Current Love and Krieg pastebin, updated as of BA's last update.

http://pastebin.com/ZQ9NiMMe

bumpsky

Bump

I decided to try something. What is the only group not paired with a krieger yet? I think you know~


You are Thump and today is a Good Day. It is a Good Day because you are serving the Emperor! That is what your commisah says and she should know because she got the big hat. Bone'heads also got a big hat and they know whats what so she must also. Dat is how you fink it goes at least.

Now to be truey you think this Good Day could be a bit Gooder because you are with the Kriegs.

Your buddy back in the other place said he felt sad for you, having to be stuck with the "Sticks in the mud!" but while this place is awfully muddy you haven't seen a single stick? Ciggy always said the oddest things. You worried about him cause he is not smart like you are.

The Kriegs are odd, for one thing they all don't like there faces. You thought they lost them but the commisah assured you its under those black things they are normal. She even had them take off the masks just to assure you, it can be easy to forget things, thats why you put a sticker on shotty because you know its yours cause the sticker is there.

They put it on right away, you guess they love Candy day since they dress up so early. That's pretty cool you like candy day too. You wish you had a mask but they aren't your size.

The real problem is that they make you walk around these little cracks in the wall and they are awfully small and you dont like small. Small things break and then the commissah will say "why did you do that thump, now i have to call your ma" and then ma will vox back and you will have to go to the corner and it is the worst ever.

Ciggy used to tell you to just take a deep breath and close your eyes till the small was over but this isnt the shaky small that goes away so you had to get clever. So you asked the commissah and she assigned you PERSONAL GOALS

>>51231287
What is a PERSONAL GOAL? It is a thing you do while no one yells at ya, when you are done with the goal you have done a GOOD THING.

Your goal is to FIND A BUDDY since there isnt a bone'ead here to know whats what. Last time your buddy was Ciggy but Ciggy said he'd rather die then serve with the krieg. Den Ciggy died. Ciggy was really good at PERSONAL GOALS but that might have not been a GOOD THING.

So you have to go find a buddy. The commissah is no good because she is busy. So currently you are braving the small to find buddies.

The small is as usual too tiny, it shakes when you move and gets your head all brown and reminds you of the bad stuff. But the Kriegs like it and one has to be your buddy so you take a deep breath and do your best to pretend your eyes are closed. But you got to see where you are going so you secretly keep them open. If you don't tell you then you'll never know. You are sneaky.

You see Fifteehate at her post. She has a longer number but that is all you can remenber. You remenber her because when they took the masks out she had eyes that looked like the up and you miss the up, all you got is the brown ground that spills in your eyes when you look too hard now. You think she sees you but she hasn't moved. You think she is playing the "Stay Still" game Ciggy talked about.

You haven't played it in awhile so you join her, sitting down near her and doing your best to not move. You aren't very good though, you like more room when you do nothing.


"Auxilia Alpha" Fifteehate eventually starts, "State your reason for your post."

You nod and look for the Bone'Ead to do the real talkin... but there isn't one around. Oh that's right, you are looking for a Buddy to do that.

"Why are you here?" Fifteehate eventually translates for you. She's good at that.

"To listen to you." You smile an give her a thumbs ups to show her how nice you are.

"Oh." She states and goes back to the Stay Still game. You do too.

You got a good buddy.

>>51231592
moar

>>51232047
>Maybe later. I need to get good ideas. I just thought it would help keep us up before the writeanons arrive if we had some content to discuss.

Ogryn are hard to write because there is a fine line between "stylistic writing" and "Hard to imagine". At what point am I just being patronizing?

And what fuckin loon let a Ogryn do TRENCH WARFARE. This is child abuse.

>>51232132
give ogryn special curved carapace. When he crouches and joins the armour together, he is giant ball. Roll giant battle thru trenches. Battle won!

>>51232181
That would be fucking cool, Orgyn droidikas that smash shit.
>>51232132
What about Bob?
>>51228215
U-unnf.

>>51231592

>Your goal is to FIND A BUDDY since there isnt a bone'ead here to know whats what. Last time your buddy was Ciggy but Ciggy said he'd rather die then serve with the krieg. Den Ciggy died. Ciggy was really good at PERSONAL GOALS but that might have not been a GOOD THING.

Welp, that tears it, welcome to the Krieg Reading/Writing circle.

>>51232181
So a special Bullgryn? Probbably not Kosher Mechanicus though. I can however have him assigned two shields and told to run down the line and make him crush the armies like that.

>>51232215
I can't just write Bob. His story is already done. He got to be in a inquisitor group cause of how loyal he is.

Thump's loyalty is also without question but he's not a Bone'Ead whose committed great deads. He's just a quiet Ogryn who got misfiled into the one place Ogryns are never assigned.

Now we get to see how Kriegers deal with someone who you can't just glare away. .

>>51232287
if we were to deck him out i'd want a shield/blade. Something to defend/rend, like the hunters from halo for example. I dunno. I can see him teaching maybe the girlkrieg that a personal goal of throwing away their lives when not really necessary may not be a good thing.

>>51232416
A Krieg girl learning about the survival means to fight another day, while behind the shield of an Ogryn? I wouldn't mind this, or we can have an Ogryn making the entire regiment a bit happier by making friends with everyone when he isn't crushing the enemy. Becomes the friend mascot the Kreigers never had and DIDN'T have to kill and they protect him like they would protect a super heavy tank for the mechanicum...and the Ogryn pays them back for it.

>>51232287
I don't see why the mechanicum wouldn't just strap special trench armor for an ogryn, seeing as they have the spare time for someone to try and make it anyways, they could have a surplus of the stuff since orgyn are typically not given this duty. But I can see some modified penal legion orgyn having rolling spikes and just being told to charge the enemy, kinda like the S&M sisters of battle.
>>51232271
Its a good thing, embrace it.

>>51232770
Religious reasons. Remenber 40k is the universe where cunning and initiative are just means to die horribly. Like that utopia planet where Panacea was invented that Nurgle blew up to prove a point.

Normally the fact the Mechanicum are so exact would not be a problem, if this was Ogryn and Catachan he'd already have the armor and it would have rude wards spray painted on it that he's been told were litanies.

But Krieg don't have that kindof ambition, drive against other groups and more importantly, Ogryn's are famously claustrophobic.

So Trenchgear for a Ogryn doesnt exist because no Ogryn is intentionally assigned there. They are just a casualty of the administratium's paper war.

I plan to have the Ogryn engage in plenty of Rip and Tear when needed so badassery should happen, but Drodika, while awesome, aren't a pattern armor I can envision being given to a Ogryn.

Thud's not special so he doesn't get special things. The only really unique thing about him is he can tell all the Kriegs apart

I keep hitting update, but there's nothing new on my screen, send help.

>>51233447
you need to put more faith in your prayers to the machine spirit

>>51233447
The writefags have abandoned us! ALL IS LOST! RETREAT!

>>51233830
I write you fresh Ogryn fluff and this is the thanks I get anon for shame.

Also for the trip remenber that anon who said he was going to writefag so he wouldnt have to deal with forgetting about taking it off all the time?

That was me, and then i wrote the ogryn thing.

He turned to face her, and the Medicae replied "of course Sir."

Well now he was committed, but he wasn't quite sure how to broach the topic. Rochas didn't want to just blurt out 'do you think it's my fault the men in my squad died'. He may get an answer if he did, but it probably wouldn't be the answer he was looking for, and he didn't think that was the right way to go about this. Rather than just ask he'd need to establish some points of reference before he did so she would understand. He mulled over how to start for a bit before asking "Medicae were you ever in a command position? Have you ever given orders?"

She stopped to think for a moment before responding "My position as Quartermaster was outside the standard chain of command, but it was a position of importance. In seeing to my duties i had the authority to override a Watchmaster if necessary.
However with the exception of matters of supply and troop disposition it was not my place to give orders. The only times i provided orders in combat was when i required assistance to preform my duties, or if the Watchmaster had been slain and it was necessary that i fulfill his duties temporarily until a new Watchmaster could be assigned to the squad."

"So you have given orders in battle then?" He asked

"Affirmative" the Medicae replied. "On three occasions it became necessary for me to assume command of a squad during an engagement."

"And did anyone ever die while following your orders?" Rochas asked

"Yes" she said.

He paused and waited, but it seemed she didn't intend to elaborate, so he continued asking his questions. "Do you ever think of them? Ever feel...responsible?"

"I do not often spend time thinking of previous battles" she said. "Please elaborate on what you mean by responsible."

"Do you ever feel guilty?" He asked.

"Why would I?" She said "I did not fail in my duty or fall to cowardice. I obeyed my orders, and was able to achieve the objective. Why would i feel guilty?"

>>51233997
I read this, Batavi. Before you deleted it, and anyone else saw it, I read this.

>>51233830

Peace brothers, we live still.

Medicae, professional hugger pastebin: http://pastebin.com/ZQ9NiMMe


Cog and Krieg Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/Mt1cGGvw
Currently up to date from last thread autosage. (There was quite a bit at the end near the post limit.)
First thread
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/50620632/

Second thread
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/50794296/

Third thread
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/50881479/

Fourth Thread
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/50973859/

Fifth Thread
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/51070350/

And this makes six. Wew lad.

>>51234036

We can delete posts? Waaaaaaaaat? I thought 4chan was forever unless a mod or janitor removed it.

>>51234127
you have to wait five minutes before you can delete a post, then you have a window. It's under the same option as hiding the thread.

>>51234127

There is a short window, which i am eternally grateful for every time i post something and then realize i missed a small typo even after giving it a once over before hitting the button.

>>51234036
what'd he say?

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>>51234162

Aw that's grand. I swear I'm not a newfag. I've been here all summer etc. etc.

>>51234035

Eheh. This could get awkward. I doubt very much Medicae and he share the same mentality about the loss of allies. It is an issue I am...not looking forward to struggling with in my own story.

At the end of the day, a realistic depiction of the Krieg involves coming to grips with the dangerous sociopathy they exhibit toward their fellow man, including people they should cherish and protect, like squadmates.

How are you supposed to form a relationship with that? With something trained from birth to feel nothing for anyone? Place no value upon anyone except in the context of their value to the mission?

It was part of the underlying absurdity of the first Love and Krieg, and currently I see only one way to get around it. I'm very interested to see how Batavi handles it.

>>51234371
Same as his other post. Probably with an insignificant typo I didn't catch.

>>51234035

He was beginning to think that perhaps this wasn't a very good idea. She didn't seem to be grasping what he was trying to get at, which made sense actually now that he thought about it. After all on Krieg they were 'born to die for the Emperor'. Now that he thought about it for a Krieger having one of the men in your unit die probably wasn't a tragedy, it was just part of life. At worst it might be an inconvenience, as that would leave you a man short until you got a replacement. Did they even mourn the dead? Why would they, when the purpose of their existence was to martyr themselves? Throne, they probably celebrated. 'Hey did you hear about 408? He's with the Emperor now, lucky git.'

Apparently he'd been thinking to long. He was pulled from his thoughts by the sound of the Krieger's voice. "Sir, what is the purpose of this line of inquiry? I do not understand why you are asking me these questions."

"Because i do" He said sharply without thinking, and then realized after it came out that what he had said probably made no sense to her, so he explained. "Because i do. Feel guilty that is. About the men who died under my command. Their deaths were my fault. I failed them." Well there it was. It was out in the open now, he couldn't take it back. She'd probably hate him now. He slumped down and rested his head in his hands.

The room was quiet, and then she spoke. "I do not understand. This assertion is not consistent with my observations."

"I failed them and they are dead" He said. "What's there to understand?"

"Did you disobey your orders?" the Krieger asked

"No" He said

"Did you not carry out your duties as sergeant?" She asked

"Well no, i wasn't derelict in the fulfillment of my duties" Rochas replied.

"Did you exhibit cowardice?" The Medicae said.

"No!" He said forcefully, angry that she would even ask him that. "No i did not."

>>51233924
Good work dude, ignore this cowardly guardsman>>51233830
he will be dealt with.

>>51234718
Krieger Wisdom: subtle, but it's there.

>>51234718


"Then i do not understand how you have failed" She said. "During my time in your squad i have observed you to be a devout and skilled servant of the Emperor. You exhibit good judgement, are effective in maintaining the moral of your men, and fight well. I have never seen you display cowardice or weakness in the face of the enemy. I consider you an exemplary soldier. "

"Soldiers die in war. This is not a surprise or a tragedy, it is an inevitability. We are sworn to fight, and die, in the Emperor's service. That men under your command have died does not mean you have failed. If you had failed then you would have been tried and punished for your failure. This has not happened, therefore your commanding officers do not consider you to have failed. You carried out your duty as a servant of the Emperor, and your men did the same. If this duty demanded their lives, then they are blessed to have died in His name, and have joined the ranks of the honored dead basking in the Emperor's glory by His side."

He blinked at her, and then he blinked again. Whatever he had been going to say had been knocked out of his head. He hadn't expected that, and it had twisted him up a bit inside. When she had started out he had felt a warmth growing in his chest as she spoke well of him, but her callous attitude towards his men's deaths had hit him like a punch to the gut and killed the warmth in his breast. He probably would have been angry at her if it wasn't for that sermon at the end. He couldn't really think of anything else to call that last bit. It felt like being in church almost, as passion bled into the Medicae's voice when she talked about the reward awaiting a faithful servant of the Emperor. The reward she wholeheartedly believed his men had earned. It was hard to argue with that, and hearing the passion and faith in her voice break through her usual monotone had derailed his indignation. Blunt and callous she may have been, but she was also sincere.

>>51228215
Are las/flamer combi-weapons canon?

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>>51235064
I was worried that Medicae would go too far there.

Page 8? fuck that nonsense.

Die for the Emperor or die trying.

Even in death I still bump

Bumparooni

So it occurs to me that despite the famous fatalism and disregard for life of the Kriegers, I've never seen a piece of fluff where they outright kamikaze an enemy position. Plenty of "almost suicidal" advances, but no outright suicide attacks that I can think of.

>>51241651
That literally happened in Love and Krieg 2, early in the story. They suicide rushed meltabombs at a Tau position. Many of them died terribly.

>>51241651

In Dead Men Walking a grenadier loads a truck full of explosives and kamikazes a power plant believed to be vital to the necron's operations.

>>51241651
Kriegers are fatalistic but they "usually" spend lives in a manner that is efficient for the objective.

Simply dying and not accomplishing the mission is a failure to the Emperor after all.

>>51241651
To simply die for the emperor is to waste his currency.

A death in service of the emperor only exists if the death WAS in service.

AKA if a krieg immediatly dies then they are useless, so they avoid the complete decimation of there regiments by the selective sacrifices of plattons.


Krieg are suicidal in that they actually DO the stupid things command tells them too. They are eager for death but with such fanaticism the way they die must be particular.

Its like Lieutenant Dan. Hes supposed to die in battle. Thats the whole thing, he cant just off himself.

>>51242440

He who died for the Emperor did not die in vain.
He who died in vain, did not die for the Emperor.

>>51242664
Basically yeah.

They are fine if there job is to hold a position to prevent any ships escaping from Exterminatus. They wont even mind if the planet they are on gets hit with it because the Inquisition holds the will of the emperor and if the Emperor chooses them to sacrfice themselves at that moment they should be so lucky.


But if a Ork attacks and they decide to bumrush it and die they just made things harder for everyone, harder for the Emperor. And thus have wasted there lives, the planets lives, and there very existence.

Also they are assigned a commissar specifically to reel them back. Hence Commissah Bighat's job is mostly to make sure the Ogryn stays out of trouble.

>>51242440
>>51242757
Namefag pls

>>51242892
Hey, the guy's writing us Ogryn & Krieg. He's allowed to namefag.

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>>51242941
For proof there is the (You) of me quoting my own story.

Even then I wouldnt if it wasnt that its easier then me toggling this when i go comment on the quest I do.

>>51243116
So you are gonna write more, Ethan?

>>51244292
Gonna try! Wasn't really thinking about doing it daily but given im between jobs I suppose I can.

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Archived!

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/51228215/

page 8? naw naw

>>51234035
Rochas...why are you asking the pretty krieg girl about emotions, when you haven't put her in a happy mating press?

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>>51248438

There sure are a lot of mating press fans in this thread, it seems to get mentioned at least once each time we have a new one.

>>51248782
It is the optimal position to hold hands while looking in her eyes so it is clearly the best to achieve maximum comfort and pregnancy...if she can even have kids. If she can though it just means she found the optimum mate for the Emperor and Rochas will do EVERYTHING in his power to make sure he doesn't disappoint. Which should be pretty easy with the authority he will have soon. Plus its sexy as shit. Though I am curious as to what she will prefer after Rochas breaks down the "barriers".

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>>51248782
Update?

bump from 9

>>51231592
Hoping for a Bavari update? Too bad Ogryn time.

Thud sat in his space thinking. It wasn't always easy but someones gotta do it and the Commissah was getting tired. You think the small is getting to her too, or maybe its how bad she is at the stay still game. You can sympathize when you first played you lost and were devastated for hours.

However now that shes so tired its up to you to put the good thinks to use because no one else can do the thinks like dat. You kinda feel bad for the krieg they arent smart like you are they dont do the think stuff they just listen to the boss they dont got, what did the nice men in white call it?

inishiv you fink, dey dont got the inishiv to do their own thinks all by themselves. but dats okay because Buddies are a team. Ciggy told you which spots were the comfiest to lie down on and you helped him reach the sugar on the high shelf.

So now that you are the smart one around here you got to do the things ciggy would do. you guess dat means Fifteehate has to reach the high shelves. Thats bad cause you don't really think she can reach. She's tiny like small mopy birdy.

You get up from your thinking rock with your plan. What you got to do is find Fifteehate and tell her to think of something for you to do. Dat way you will know what to do and she will get some inishiv of your own. its a good plan and your glad its yours.

You walk passin by sixsomethinelse you cant remenber all the name but you know its the one with the scar on her nose because she tilts her head like dis and your buddy tilts it like dat. They are completely different but its hard to member her name. you gunna try to get it eventually do

Is important to have PERSONAL GOALS like dis because it makes you forget things like how hard it is to breathe in this smallness.

Oh shoot you remenbered.

>>51250982
Fuck yeah, GO THUD!

>>51250982

Da best inishiv to find Fifteehate would be to ask Sixsomethinelse where she is. Dis is called "dierections" and it is one of the big steps in knowing what's what. You know dey are because Ciggy told you so and Ciggy always knew what was what, like why da bad marines wore all da spikes. "Cause they whiny itches" he said.

Dat makes sense because if you had itches youd use a spikey thing too. but all da spikes really did was may your hand hurt when you squeezed the skulls down. dey werent smart

You head over to Sixsomethinelse and she before you say anything holds a finger up. Dat means shush its another of Ciggy's techniques. The shush game is when someone puts their finger up and you walk softly like the orcs do. you aren't very good but you are trying.

Wow Ciggy must have been really popular so many people use his ideas. You are proud of your buddy.

You wait a long time for Sixsomethingelse who is performing the tech hug the reddies normally do on da artillery in dis case a heavy flamer. Den you lose count and so you wait more.

you go to about 3 long times before Sixsomethinelse breaks the shush game. "Explain your obtrusion."

You blink. "Ex... plain?"

Da big gun lady sighs. "Why are you here?"

You nod, leave it to Kriegers to waste time saying nonsense. "I am looking for Fifteehate."

She blinks, tilting her head like dis like she does when you say somethin too smart for dem. "She's my Buddy, I got to look out for her." You explain.

"Why? Did the commissar order you to." Sixsomethinelse tilts her head further. "She's a line solider why would the Commissar order a auxillaria to a nonessential unit."

"CommiSAH" You correct her. "An because if I dont den the emperor got to and hes busy cause he gots all sorts to watch out for."

You can tell Sixsomethinelse is suprised because her breath sound took longer then before. But you don't get why... you gotta remenber to ask Fifteehate when you see her.

Six points you to a tunnel an off you go.

That's all i have for today.

>>51251316
good stuff

10/10 would tell Thud about the rabbits.

>>51248914

Here ya go, vibrating honk girl:
500 meters.

Miria saw some of the organisms on the periphery of the auspex returns were fading from the screen.

+Fleeing.+

400 meters.

"The pod may have been picked up by an ork vehicle." Said Alpha. "This could be an ambush, watch external cameras. Bring all guns to bear, we fire as soon as we are certain it is not an Imperial craft."

"Roger." Chorused the crew.

300 meters.

The tank completed orienting itself toward the mist shrouded treeline before them. Miria could see small animals leaping from their burrows and bounding over bushes, disappearing into the foliage behind them. The vibrations in the ground became stronger, making her teeth chatter until she bit down hard.

200 meters.

Miria could see flyers, bird or insect analogues taking off from some of the trees in front of them.

301's spirit was casting its scanners as far forward as it possibly could. There should have been some return aside from the approaching beacon's maddening beeping, some metallic signature, some radar displacement.

+Where is it?!+

100 meters.

Delta's hands tightened on the grips of the main gun turret controls, thumb poised over the firing stud. Miria held her breath, inner eyes frantically searching the sensorium feeds, seeing nothing. 301 was beside itself. No trees parted, no lumbering ork trukk with the pod lashed to its bed burst through the foliage. Silhouette recognition algorithms flashed before her mind's eye as the tank desperately searched for a threat in the trees, the way the light fell on a rock, the shape of a bush, nothing.

0 meters.

The vibrations stopped. The savior pod signal was now directly on top of them.

Everyone held for a strangled moment, watching the scanner reading, with the yellow blip of the pod beacon flash demurely superimposed over the icon of their tank. Miria heard Alpha inhale. "Navigator get me-"

>>51253644

Miria saw the gray tower, just a little more than a kilometer away. She heard the rasping voice of Magos Xenologis Heverian, saw his transplanted tyranid skull wreathed in steam. "Only ten percent of a hive's internal volume is visible from the surface."

Miria screamed. "ITS BENEATH US!"

The crew reacted instantly. Alpha kicked the back of the driver's seat hard with his boot, and Beta slammed both drive levers forward. 301 moved like the Omnissiah himself had struck it, practically lifting off the ground. No wait, they WERE being lifted off the ground.

The patch of forest they had been resting at a moment before was bowing upward, and the Russ was sliding forward down the face of the newly formed hill. Miria watched through the rear cameras as the bulging earth erupted like a miniature volcano. Earth and grass, underbrush and small plants flew everywhere, peppering the hull with light thuds and a few heavier impacts of rocks.

A shape moved behind the cloud of dust, long and tubular, it twisted and undulated, uncoiling from the earth like a giant snake. It's body was easily six meters wide, length unknown, but getting longer with each moment.

The savior pod beacon was emanating from it.

Beta threw one of the treads into reverse, turning the tank as it slid through the dirt and dust. The moss and grass covered earth, slick with rain, prolonged their skid by several meters, with the tank coming to rest perpendicular to the eruption, brought to a halt by a thudding impact with one of the tree analogues.

Only then did Miria have the presence of mind to stop screaming.

The impact of the tree sent Delta's first shot high, bass hum of the twin lascannons rattling the turret cowling and making the crew compartment reek of ozone even through the filters of Miria's mask.

Superheated dust glowed white hot as the coherent light cut through the swirling mass, scything the cloud in half.

>>51253669

The creature recoiled as the beam passed over it, the noise it made fell somewhere between the whine of a jet engine and the drone of a cloud of cropkiller bugs. The entire dust cloud oscillated like ripples on a pond, before it lunged from the smoke. Two of the lenses on the external cameras cracked as the wail continued.

Its maw was an enormous hardened beak, serrated and overlapping a secondary horizontal inner beak. Four thick eyestalks protruded like an x from the corners of its head. It had scales, stark white, indicating a primarily subterranean existence. The air near the surface of its skin rippled like heat was coming off its body, but Miria knew almost immediately it was distortion from its body vibrating.

She slapped the contacts on the mask strap into place, and felt the eerie sensation of being submerged in water again.

+Liquefaction cavitation as a digging method. Completely novel, its caloric needs must be enormous.+

"Reverse full." Miria heard Alpha say, and 301 lunged backward out of the way as the creature slammed into the tree they had been resting against a moment before, presenting the long axis of its body to the Russ' guns.

Gamma and Delta opened up a second after. The navigator's beam melted a concave trough in the top of its body a half a meter deep. Scales burst as the superheated silicates within them fractured and cracked, flesh and fat melted and bubbled away, bursting into flame and runneling down its back. Delta's twin beams neatly punched a hole clean through the cranium behind its upper pair of eyestalks, where the brain would have been on any sensible creature. It roared again, ripping the tree it had bit onto in lieu of the tank from the earth and snapping it in half in its jaws.

"Poor effect on target. Advise." Delta queried.

"Driver continue reverse. Gunners continue striking head, it will be blind or crippled eventually." Said Alpha.

>>51253716

+It is a vertebrate, perhaps an ophidian analogue, but the radial symmetry suggests a centrally located nervous system, which further suggests its spine is located in the center of its body, rather than on top. Proximity to inflexible bone tissue would adversely affect its cavitation vibrations on the surface of its skin when it burrows through the earth.+

Miria sat up. "Aim center mass, you will paralyze it."

Alpha turned to look at her, holding her gaze for a moment. Miria saw for the first time how brightly blue his eyes were through the lenses of his filter mask. His pupils had shrunk to pinpricks, leaving only a deep sea of blue, held back by narrow glass circles.

The beast roared again, cracking the Auspex display at the navigation station.

"Do it." Alpha said.

301 was lifted off the ground and thrown sideways as 30 metric tons of tail slammed into the tank's side. NBC klaxons began screaming as the atmospheric seals failed. Miria was thrown from her chair and struck the heat sink, saved from a cracked skull only by her helmet. Alpha's mask was smashed against the viewport of the turret, only Delta managed to keep himself in position. Gamma and Beta became a tangled mass of limbs, squished into the top corner of the driver's compartment as the tank landed on its side.

Delta desperately cranked the turret controls, trying to excavate his gun from the mud it had become submerged in. The Wurm reared up on the stricken vehicle, beak glistening in the rain, apparently assessing the helplessness of its strange prey. After a moment it came to a decision, and its maw dislocated, widening to the diameter of its entire body, gullet distending and closing in.

+It intends to eat us.+

>>51253820

Fire exploded before its open mouth, burning shards of white phosphorus stabbing deep into its exposed esophagus, burrowing and sinking in as the 4000 degree heat liquefied the flesh around them. streamers of smoke coiled from its mouthparts as the beast recoiled in agony, falling on its back, screeching.

"Gael is helping."

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>>51253840
You did good Gael

>>51253840
Yay. Gael is awesome,
Now Gael, use your amazing Servitor powers to roll the tank back onto its tracks.
Y'know what? Screw the war, Gale can cover for us, lets go to whatever this planet calls a beech.
I love Gael.

>>51253840

....I swear, if she fucks the servitor......

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>>51254862
Gael is helping

>>51253840
+1

>>51254916
Well...coggys get lonely on occasion. And its not unheard of.

Page 10 bump

>>51251308

I liek dis.

>>51254916

While I personally do have a cyborg fetish ever since playing Deus Ex as a kid, I am mindful that many do not share in that paraphilia. Smut I write tends toward the vanilla and the heartwarming.

Also Gael had no idea what his genitals were for when he still had them, much less now.

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>>51253840
Gael is helping

>>51259477
He had no idea what they were for? How old was he when he was made into a servitor?

>>51259593

It's not that he was young. It's that he was a Krieger.

bump

Bump

bump

It worries me how much of this thread is bumps. Do we not have anything to talk about without someone updating?

>>51262654
Of course nobody is talking, it's a thread by and for Kriegers

>>51262687
Are you implying kriegers, when they arent spending there times dieing amongs themselves, sulk over their lack of a quirky and optimistic husbando to cherish them like in the stories?

>>51262710
>somewhere out there, in the grim darkness of the future, a krieger girl sits in a trench wishing for a husbando like in the stories she read on a techpriest's dataslate that one time

Staring to wonder if this should be a story.... either way, I am 100% okay with this idea.

>>51262710
>/r9Krieg/

A Kreig story thread where we write kreig stories to wait for Kreig stories.

>>51262654

Thats kind of the way the thread has been from the beginning. The writefag shows up and drops a post or two, or more sometimes when he can find the time, and then we all just kinda bump and wait. At least now we have a few other brave souls who have also taken to writing for us, so theoretically there should be more content over all. Personally i feel kinda bad for the writefag sometimes. Half the time he posts and then no one says anything about it. They just bump. If it was me i would want to hear more of what people were thinking, or to see speculation or something. Personally i think it must be a hard thing, to put in all that effort and get so little feedback.

If I had any measure of talent, I would try my hand at one of the following:
>Krieger student enrolled at Warhammer High, because why should L&K be the only /tg/ classic to be revisited?
>That time a Kreiger encountered a Culexus Assassin - the dead-inside meets the soulless. Guaranteed lack of wacky hijinks.
>A duel between a Kreiger sniper and an Ork Weirdboy - hijinks ensue.

But I couldn't write my way out of a paper bag, so I'll just daydream instead.

"
As the night winded down and the other sisters left, me and Krieger Female Model 68b #6345 settled down to bed. We were both too tired to do anything but look into each others eyes and grin.
But I think, that was enough for both of us."

Unit 632-88c blinked, watching the dataslate flicker off. Nonsense.

The unit looked around her, the thick gash in the earth that was her most recent garrison awash in the smog of artillery battered the solider's air filltration units. The krieger nodded, this was how the world worked.

So why did it make her feel off... Pondering the possibilities the krieger drew her laspistol and shot the slate. The broken wires sputtering sparks but not the wail of dying daemons.

So conclusion was false. Annoying. And 88c just destroyed administratium property for no reason. Regrettable.

Krieger pondered the slate, why would it be so effective on altering moral if it was not heretical. Perplexing.

Furthermore if it was not heretical then it could be efficent in bolstering moral. Repairs were needed.

The Krieger grabbed the slate, rushing off to find the techpriest, they will know what to do.

>>51264823
He got a shedload of feedback and encouragement at the start and the quality of his posts has improved big-time as a result. His main issue was actually proofreading and formatting and he's definitely gotten a better handle on that. Maybe still not perfect, but fuck it, someone'll clean it up for the pastebin and 1d4chan page. Might even do it myself. He seems to be more confident now, more assured and the presence and feedback of the other writefags seems to help as well.
Besides, look where we are. Most of the feedback he could reasonably expect to get would be negative, regardless of whether he's any good or not. The fact there's very little is bloody astounding and speaks well of his abilities.

If the writefags see this - lads, you're doing a fucking stellar job. Please don't think your work isn't appreciated.

>>51265162
If context is not clear this is a "Krieger reads kriegfic" Fic, not Ogryn and Krieg.

I can continue both, but it get confusing as hell i think

>>51265330
Context was clear. I read it before I saw it was you, desu. There's enough of a stylistic difference in the writing that the two would be distinct, but you could always do a greentext title at the start or something to clear up potential confusion if you're still concerned.

>>51265401
>Desu
Must have missed the part where we have wordfilters here.

>>51265401
Fair, i just forgot to quote what I was responding too. I'll probbably keep that up when i continue either. So ogry will be tagged witht he last one so people can just find the bottom post, and link up to the top that way.

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>>51265162
"Hmmmm. The engiseer peered at the dataslate, mechadendrites surrounding the machine. "It appears to be repairable, but it has been hit by a las round in close range." The seer turned towards 88, unblinking red eyes attempting to peer through the gas mask and uncover the Krieger's guilt.

Impossible, krieger minds are built like steel traps, lonely, cold, steel traps. You look away, "I encountered it already damaged." Deceitful.


The engiseer eventually turned away. "Well I will have it fixed by the end of the 3rd ration. Continue duties."

You nod and salute the engiseer. He originally stated his name but given 01001110011001010111001001100100 was inefficient to speak you decided to refer to him by title.

You bound off, pondering the oddity of the slate's data, particularly one incident, in which the Male unit touched the top of the female solider's scalp. Data implies that this was... pleasurable. You don't understand the term, or its association to the action.

You crouch down to avoid sniper firer, briefly unclasping your helmet to administer a self headpat. patting your red hair before hastily reapplying the helm. Nothing. Disappointment.

You ponder, perhaps it needs to be received from another, similar to the medals of sufficiency that Krieg can receive post humorously. You were always jealous of those lucky few who got buried with the marked spent lasrifle charges, they got to be special.

You look around, noting a catachan solider nearby, the man sitting and watching the Lho-stick smoke rise. Lho are a inefficient substance deemed useless by Krieg command but you derive... interest in the act on a cosmetic sense. The smoke reminds you of Krieg itself, or rather, your presence off it. It's not a unpleasant thought.

The man however, was, as he scowls at you and initates Rude Gesture #342-B from the Imperial Infantryman's Uplifting Primer. Irritating.

You certainly will never let HIM perform congratulatory scalp touches on YOU. Pout.

>>51267202
>You certainly will never let HIM perform congratulatory scalp touches on YOU
Tsundere as fuck

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>>51267202
>post humorously

>>51265330
You're a genius. A mad genius, but a genius nonetheless.

Please. More of this.

>>51267731
Basically all Krieg are expected to either die worthless, or die in a manner that lessens the debt eternal. Which, in my mind, given that its the bleakest, gets bigger for each Krieger born, due to the fact that a krieger not killed is a krieger that was spared undeservingly after Kriegs betrayal.

Kriegers who die selflessly in a highly effective manner not only lessen the debt, but more then average. Kriegers who did things like jumped in the way of more efficent personal when sniper fire was underway, the most recent being a Krieger 4532-95d, Artillery, who shoot a commissar for cowardice, then shot himself for insubordination.

These heroes are given medals scrapped together from whatever junk is around, then tossed on the corpse pit to burn with honors.

Several detractors call the ritual 'inefficiently sappy'.

>>51267824
I also run a pokemon quest, hence my name.

I'm currently trying to match the pace of the other writefags, which is a daily dose. Honestly i only have one idea for the ogryn thing, but you know if there is one thing questfaggory taught me, is that you need no ideas to write. If you write long enough, eventually something shows up.

Bump.

Godspeed writefags, your work is appreciated.

I'm going to bump this, and to add a little substance here is random trivia.

The techpriests name is "Nerd" in binary.

And all my krieg stories so far, while seperate, are different fronts in the same solar campagin. Meaning that Krieg unit 58 is a part of the Krieg 632 Disposable Asset Regiment.

>>51269557
I have no idea what that is or reference too, but I do like it...I think.

>>51269607
Fifteehate, Ogryns buddy, is actually named 58. While Thud can tell kriegers apart, he cant figure out numbers with more then one digit. So he doesnt get that kriegs are assigned with numbers and not names. To him all the shorties names are odd because they could be named proper ogryn names like Punch, or "ow"

This matters only in that the Krieger currently searching for headpats is number 632-88c. Meaning both are in the same Regiment, aka the 632 Disposable Assets, which is how Krieg label all infantry regiments. Most regiments have nicknames, like the First and Only are Gaunt's Ghosts.

The Krieg assume this part of the sheets to describe the regiment and so when they are shipped off the nickname is filled with the model of the most valuable item the regiment has. Aka the 322's Macharius Vulcan Antax-34 Armored Regiment, which you guess it has a Macharius Super heavy tank, Vulcan patterned and is 34th one to ship off from the forge world Antax.

However infantry regiments do not get assigned things of such value so they simply are labeled "Disposable assets."


And finally:

>You nod and salute the engiseer. He originally stated his name but given 01001110011001010111001001100100 was inefficient to speak you decided to refer to him by title.

01001110011001010111001001100100 is Nerd in binary. Someone named a techpriest nerd.

>>51267731
>>51268042
The correct word for what you mean is "posthumous"

hence the picture.

>>51269811
I know the regiment nicknames, the presentation wasn't that great so I didn't catch the fact they are in the same regiment. How many ogryns did the Krieger's get? As much as I like the Nerd joke, its a bit...rare foe people here to be able to get the joke. Without explaining it anyways.

>>51269901
Fair enough then, ignore my post.

>>51269941
One. As stated before Krieg, due to trench doctrine and previous disasters, do not get assigned auxillia often, especially not Ratlings or Ogryn. The mutant bias is bad enough but Ogryn need patience to deal with.

Krieg are not patient in that way. Remenber Ogryn are giant kids, now remenber the Medicae's childhood.

Thudd's not supposed to be there. The administratium thought he was a engiseer.

>>51270093
What...how, how the fuck did a paper pusher screw up making a ogryn an engiseer? Wait, better question, was the pencil pusher turned into a servitor for the, comparison?

>>51270145
>Wait, better question, was the pencil pusher turned into a servitor for the, comparison?
"Gael is helping."

>>51270165
Ah...never mind. Good answer.

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>>51270165
Bahahahaha!

>>51270145
I dont think you realize how bad the administration's workload is.

Imagine the conveyor belt from I love Lucy combined with Papers Please, thats the job every administratium person gets.

The logistics required to mantain a army where a transport of rations has a chance of just appearing in 30k and inevitably causing the Horus Heresy boggles the mind. Plus they are fighting chaos meaning the enemy is confidential. Plus the fact every regiment besides krieg sends requests constantly even for shit they don't need on the off chance that eventually they will get something when needed.

However all of this is unrelated to the simple fact that on the 4th allnighter, Beckus Cornwall the 45th simply forgot where he put the papers, and half blind with exhaustion, accidentally mixed up the signatures required for "Transfer to 632 Tunnel unit" with "Approval for Attack Bike" which Ciggy submitted for Thudd so he could ride alongside the Chimera not inside it. Becukus thought the test was worth the resources given the fact that a white scar company is 5 years late to the front, meaning they had a surplus of their gear.

Incidentally BOLT is confused but pleased with his new vehicle, and is currently attempting to invent a new pattern by seeing what the biggest gun that can be fitted in the sidecar now that it doesnt have a Space marine in power armor sitting in it.

>>51270507
I'm trying to decide if we like your interpretation or if you need to reign it in a bit. We've had issues with guys interpreting their headcanon as Canon.

>>51270529
No, in this case im actually right

http://warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/Adeptus_Administratum

The krieg stuff is one thing but the administration is a massive organization that inevitably makes mistakes.

>>51270507
I know, I was being facetious. I meant this exact fuck up in particular is what I was referring too. Who the hell would come to this thread without knowing something as basic as that in 40k?

>>51270598
The "How the hell did a ogryn get mixed up?"

As for how exact it was I think im in the clear cause well... Thudd doesnt exist. Nor does the 645th legion. I cant contradict canon by excessively making up details about a war front that doesnt exist in canon. It's not like im making up Space marine chapters.

Right not all I've written is well within 40ks logic. Its just I have excessively long answers to questions almost nobody asks.

>>51270648
I think your overthinking this a bit too hard.

>>51270688
The story or whether or not my headcanons too much?

Because for the former not really cause this is a hobby of mine. Only two people care which is me and the one person who asked but thats still twice the amount of people I usually write for.

I have lots of documents just filled with idle thoughts, including 2 pantheons an a attempt to port Pathfinder into space.

If its the headcanon i have ceased to understand the question so i guess you are right.

Im going to see if I can write something before I pass out.

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>>51270688
In deed

>>51270648
Its cool man, good story is good. Now..... more plz

>>51270745
Both? And your responses, why do you space out your reply's like that?

>>51270874
Who cares though? Why can't we just let these gentle writefags write unmolested? I like reading a persons interpretation of canon and how they view this fictional setting, so give him some slack unless you want to start writing yourself.

>>51270928
I wasn't molesting him I was asking a question, he's the one that was overthinking things, and answering my questions.

>>51270996
Ah well, it'll all work out.

>>51251308
You finally found Fifteehate exactly where you left her, the day before, digging a hole down one of the tube smalls. You still have a hard time believing you arent in a really long chimera but if you were itd be shakin more right?

unless you havent taken off yet... hmmm, you think the head part hurts.

"What are you doing?" You ask Fifteehate, who seems to take a while to answer. You know its not the quiet game because the shovel makes a clunk sound, she's just not talking.

"Digging" She says after a bit. You nod, you thought as much, but you can't be sure. That's a one out of one, thats like, half right? You are doing great.

"I never digged before." You say comparing your hand to the shovel, you think you'd be good at digging, you like how it makes things bigger.

"Dug." The krieger said, shovel cracking into the dirt. "The correct word is dug."

You laugh, silly krieger with the lots made up words. They sure are silly.

The krieger dips her shield into the dirt again before stopping.

"Ogryn unit, a query."

You look around. "I don't think anyone is named Unit, but I am a ogryn."

The air hissing out of the gasmask becomes a little longer then the last hiss. "Ogryn then, stat- why are you here."

You smile. "To listen to you." That was a easy one.

"Further question, why?" The krieger resumed her shoveling.

You shrug. "You my buddy, we got to look out for each other."

The shovel bounced off a rock, sparks hitting the ground around your buddy's boots. , "When does Buddy duty terminate?"

You laugh. "Silly, we are buddies for life."

The handle of the shovel snaps, the krieger tossing the shovel to the ground.

"Inquiry, as a buddy, can you get me a shovel? They are about two tunnels to the lef... In this direction." Fifteehate points her finger and you nod.

"Further request, if the shovel is not there, could you wait for one?" The krieger's voice has a sound in it you aren't used to, but shes talkin a little different then normal. Less Voxxy.

>>51270996
Regardless he's doing something nice for us, so let's treat him with a little less vitriol than we do normally.

And Mimikyu, Maybe reign it in on the lengthy answers? We like the discussion, but too much info doesn't give us room to speculate. Keep it concise.

>>51271031
You nod, dat sounds possible. You can follow that direction no problem.

You run past your buddy, taking the first turn you can, and the second turn, going to the tunnel just like she said.

And there was nothing there, but that's okay because Fifteehate said that if you wait here a shovel will show up. So you sit down, all you got to do is ignore the small and wait.

You wait for a long time, you know its a long time cause you lost count, so you wait again.

You got to approximately 10 long times before the sirens started but they werent the "attack" sirens, they were the missing person sirens.

You weren't missing so you stay right were you are supposed to like a good buddy.

You hope you get a nice shovel. You don't want Fifteehate to get a bad shovel after all this waiting.

Oh look the small is getting smaller... no wait you blinked its back to normal.

After a... well you lost count of how many times you lost count, the comissah finally finds you alongside sixsomethinelse, war thinks crinkling her face, like the kind that graces the old commissah when the hairofticks attack.

You look at sixsomethinelse's belt, a entrenching tool dangling from the belt next to the las cartidges.

You smile and hold out your hand. "Shovel?"

>>51271107
And on that note I'm done for the day. Yay cliffhangers.

>>51270874
Habit I guess, i feel its easier to read especially since my fluff is lacking in terms of description. So i put a space between shit happening or points made.

>>51271047
I usually only do so if I dont think its actually going to come up in story but sure why not. Maybe someone would rather guess at what happens.

>>51271047
I wasn't being rude to him smartass. Fuck off with writefags being unapproachable commodities. Did I imply I didn't like what he was given us? No, now shut the fuck up and keep your implying to yourself.

>>51271134
It was nice, but the start felt like it was missing some context, that's why I asked.

>>51271155
Asked what? About the spaces?

I dont know how that fits with context.

Unless you are talking about this part, which takes place directly after 2 even though 2 and 1 had a time skip. So I guess the confusion can be made. I'll need to watch for that.

>>51271136
What are you implying here anon?

You know if you two keep arguing we wont have to bump the thread.

>>51270529
>if we like your interpretation
>we
Are you trying to decide for me?
You decide for yourself and nobody else.

>>51271207
I meant the spaces with your replies as an aside, I was talking about the context of you setting up the two stories as being in the same, cannon(?), portion of the story relative to each other. That wasn't done to well which was why I asked up here>>51269941
I didn't notice you were intentionally going to do this>>51265330
which was why I asked. As for the rambling explanations of the people in the story like I cant read, while annoying and demeaning(unintentional as it may have been) I and other people on tg are very aware of 40k in general, the start of these questions here>>51269607
was because I didn't notice you saying you were making both stories together. Is what I was referring to being confusing as I saw no difference between the random jumps between stories, that I thought were just different points of view in the same story. The spaces in you text is another matter but not really relevant, I just wanted to know why you wasted the space to do that.
>>51271246
Wait...am I just wasting my time here talking to a fake writefag or am I talking to the real writefag?

>>51271307
>The spaces in you text
you're* fucking typos.

>>51271307
As I said, I forgot to quote for the second story. I meant to do
>>51263295
"As the night winded down and the other sisters left, me and Krieger Female Model 68b #6345 settled down to bed. We were both too tired to do anything but look into each others eyes and grin.
But I think, that was enough for both of us."

Unit 632-88c blinked, watching the dataslate flicker off. Nonsense.


Blah blah. For some reason the spacing was off on a quotation and the link was eaten, making shit weird. And I am not trying to be condenscending because the only reason I know about the administratium is cause I read wikis for funsies.

The paper boys hardly appear in Dark Crusade, or even in a lot of the books. They arent even a army, so they are far from "need to know".

And I'm not going to answer that question on my own realness. But if I was going to pretend to be a writefag WHY the ogryn guy? I'm the least popular one.

>>51271393
starting from the bottom of the reply and working up. I was unsure as to what you were referring too when you said this>>51271246
as for the spacing it is very unnecessary as well as hard to look at, but if that's how you write then just be careful about missing parts of the story out on accident, your writing is so spread out that its difficult to notice when one portion is happening in one story to the next portion of a different story.

>>51271443
OH you mean like the posts are spaced not the lines.

Well for the most part the posts are written that way because I actually write them, right here, in the boxes.
So they get spaced out when I run into the word limit and comments squeeze between them if someone comments faster then I read them.

>>51271497
Ah fair enough then, that answers one question.

I hate trains. I hate snow (okay i love snow, but it's really straining our relationship at the moment). I hate break downs in public transportation. I hate getting stuck out in a light jacket and shorts. I hate getting stranded in the city and not getting home until after midnight.

I will write in the morning, i'm in no mood to do it now. I'm sorry that this will make two days without anything. It's been fighting me. For instance i wrote, erased, and then rewrote that last section i did post five times before i finally put it up, and i'm still not entirely happy with it. Hopefully a good nights sleep will clear my head and i'll be able to crack it in the morning.

>>51271524
Thats also why they are written weirdly and poorly edited.

Because I prioritize "Getting them done" over things like spelling. Granted I try not to sound brain dead but I figure its more important that I have something to show then to have a masterpiece I keep editing and never showing.

Especially since I originally started this as a way to bump the thread with something that may add something to the thread thats not bump.

I don't like just posting "bump" it feels lonely to me.

>>51271578
Fair enough, I just post a pic when I bump though.
>>51271569
Its cool dude, just relax with some hot coco or something. I'm making breakfast burritos myself.

>>51253840

Miria traced the smoking arc of the grenade back to find the servitor, standing and drenched head to toe in mud, already in the midst of a reload. He appeared to have been thrown clear of his docking port by the impact of the tail. His heavy body had dug a divot in the earth before him as he had skid to a stop.

Krieg grenade launchers were simple things, a mere tube with a wooden or metal stock that was loaded from the breech by breaking the barrel to insert a new round. It's rate of fire was poor, its range short, especially compared to some of the automatic launchers favored by the more technically advanced worlds. But like many things Krieg, it was rugged, easy to use, and too simple to fail. It also permitted a much larger payload. Specifically the Krieg standard 70mm multipurpose shell, with just enough propellant in the back to send it about 150 meters, at max range. Any further than that and one really ought to be calling in a proper mortar strike anyway, or so Krieg tactical doctrine reasoned. Krieg infantry NEVER operated outside the range of their artillery support, even if they had to bring it themselves.

In this case, a 70mm Phosphorus Starburst signal grenade. In the mouth.

+That was not luck. He chose a signal round over a fragmentation, knowing that the incendiary effect would be far worse.+

Miria saw through the remaining cameras that were unshattered or occluded by mud that the Wurm's thrashing was already abating, it was rolling on the ground, making retching noises and taking huge gulps of mud into its beak in an attempt to extinguish the burning shards lining its throat. That would not work, but it would likely tire of that effort soon, and attempt to strike them again. It might well have been mortally wounded by this encounter already, with perforated head wound pouring blood into the mud by the liter, and a throat so damaged eating would be impossible.

>>51271637

Alpha was examining the turret cowling while Delta still tried to crank the gun out of the mud, first with the motorized system, which only whirred and squealed in protest, and then by hand crank, which locked just as the barrels were rising from the slop. "The mud is not the cause, the turret ring itself is deformed." Alpha said.

Beta and Gamma made an effort to get unattached from each other, with Beta kneeling on all fours on the now downward facing wall of the driver's compartment, and Gamma sitting on his back, just high enough to peer into the navigator's gunsight sideways. "Ready."

Alpha nodded. "Fire at will, center mass."

The beam stabbed out, striking the creature about a third of the way down its body. Its armored scales exploded outward, gobbets of gore stringily attached to the spinning pieces. Musculature beneath, probably what governed its vibrating motions, snapped and popped wetly as the beam carved through them. Rib bone was exposed, then exploded as the marrow within superheated to a gas, shards embedding themselves in the surrounding flesh and pinwheeling streamers of blood after the scales a half second before.

The Wurm screeched, abandoning its futile efforts to extinguish the fire and reared over the tank again, head awash with bright blood from the gaping wound behind its upper eyes.

Miria jammed her servo arm against the turret ring, dual clang of the magbolts locking her horizontally to the deck. With the maximum pressure she could muster, she separated the crumpled side of the cowling. "Try again. Both at once."

301 groaned in protest, both in flesh and within Miria's mind, as its neck was rudely prised open a few degrees.

Delta hit the motor, and Alpha heaved on the hand crank, and after a moment of panting effort, the turret snapped free of the obstruction, swinging wildly to the vertical.

>>51271659

The Wurm lunged forward, only to slam into the earth in front of 301 as a second flare grenade went off over the tank, momentarily blinding the monster.

From the ground, the Wurm grabbed hold of the navigator's Lascannon with its beak, and in a single motion ripped it out of its housing, fire control system and all, leaving Gamma squatting through a meter wide hole. His hands abortively reached out, almost as if he might stop the theft, then fell to his side. "Navigator's weapon is kaputt Commandante."

"Understood. Delta, do you have it?" Alpha asked.

301 was enraged now, Miria could feel its almost elemental fury, too much for the mask's systems to cope with. Rage washed over her like a tidal wave. Rage at how it had been almost beaten by a wild animal, not even in battle with the enemy, rage at how quickly it had been rendered nearly helpless. Miria saw that 301 was redirecting power from the engines. A lot of power. A dangerous amount of power. She decided she did not care.

The turret leveled off. "Ja I have it." Delta said, a note of fierceness creeping into his voice even through the muffling of the filter. Miria belatedly wondered if any of them had gotten their helmet contacts dislodged.

The Wurm flung itself toward Gael, who was calmly beginning to load a third shot, walking at a even pace directly toward the monster.

"Fire."

>>51271671

The Lascannons issued a dual gout of white light, bright as a second sun. The note that rang out in the crew compartment sounded like someone had dropped their entire body on the bottom notes of an Eclessiarchy cathedral organ. Coolant gas burst from a cracked seam in the heat sink where Miria's head had struck it, wreathing the engine compartment in a green cloud. The beams hit the Wurm about ten meters behind its head, dead center. The scales facing the onslaught simply ceased to be, turning to ash before they even had the chance to superheat and explode. Atomized flesh forced the surrounding tissues to expand in the ever increasing pressure wave. The effect was somewhat like ingesting a themobaric bomb. Viscera and fragments of solid organs hurled themselves outward as the beam nearly bisected the creature, finding its spine and continuing out the other side. A tree at the edge of the forest disappeared in a sheet of white light, then the tree behind it, then the beam was lost in the mist. Burning fragments and spinning branches drifted down in the gentle wind accompanying the downpour.

The back of its body went utterly limp, the nerve connections severed. The head and upper body came to rest about 5 meters from Gael, snapping and thrashing, but now anchored by unresponsive musculature to 30 meters of dead weight.

The servitor took one more step toward the gnashing jaws, then fired another signal round.

The beast's roars became strangled, almost piteous mewls as the flesh in its mouth turned to char and smoke. Each ragged inhalation stoked the white hot coals slowly melting its head from the inside out. Its eyestalks began to weep blood, one even rupturing and blanketing him in a fresh coat of gore to match the mud as he fired on it with his pair of lasguns. Steam and smoke billowed from the twitching hole.

"Gael is helping."

>>51271569
No worries or rush. Two other writeanons are here as well so your not keeping this thread alive by yourself. We will patiently wait for more proficient hugs.

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>>51264823

I do sometimes worry if people are entertained sufficiently. This is 4chan however, so, as the later poster mentioned, no feedback plus bumps is basically good feedback.


>>51265238

That's very kind of you to say. I am here for as long as Batavi does his thing, to keep him company. I want to see Medicae's story done, and putting a bit more content in the thread was the only way I saw how. Truth be told, this thing I'm writing is shaping up like a damn novella more fit for a medium like Fanfiction.net or something.

>>51267202

Tsundere scalp touches has potential.

>>51271569
No worries, we hold the line

>>51271693
Gael is such a bro.
The Kriegers are doing solid too. And she finally got to see the fauna she was looking for!
Also, props to her for being actually useful in the shit

>>51271569

I feel you on the rewrite pain. Sleep is never bad for that.

As a SoCal resident, I am afraid of and do not understand both snow and public transit. And trains.

>>51272234
We die standing!

3 quality writefags doing Kreiger stuff? This is why I love /tg/.

No Page 10 for you

I feel the ogryn story has lost its novel appeal.

Do people actually care about it?

>>51272339
Look at you guys with jobs, im just out of college so I got nothing to do but this and feel like a failure for my completel lack of employment.

Im burning through my netflix though.

>>51275007
I like it, I have a masive soft spot for ogryns

>>51271891
Honestly at this point these threads feel almost like a krieger flavored magazine I subscribe to. It arrives every day, and I get the next installment of my favorite krieger stories. Just dont quit doing what you are doing.

>>51275007
Its kawaii

>>51276208
>>51275225

Noted, I just assumed due to the relative darkness of the last piece it'd get more comments, so I mistook the quiet for apathy.

I suppose since I'm going Dark->light not light->dark part->lightpart it just wasnt as impactful.

>>51276476
Tbh, a bit of bullying isn't too dark. sitting a long time in a small space that he hates because of trust is adorable in a sad way. I can imagine the face of the commissar. Shovel.. what.. facepalm

>>51276808

Seems to me the commisar is going to be more concerned with why he was "hiding" in a tunnel while there was a fight on.

>>51278428
>You got to approximately 10 long times before the sirens started but they werent the "attack" sirens, they were the missing person sirens.

I made sure to keep that in mind ahead of time. Cowardice has no excuses so wed have had a short ass story.

>>51278507
So are you going to write more for us?

>>51278712
Yeah, but I might write "Scalp Touches for Kriegers" first, right now playing xcom.

>>51279406
Watching the LW2 stream?

>>51279437
There's a lw2 stream?

Mate i dont think you realize how slow I am, I never finished 1 because I reset the mission every time i lose a unit.

I turned on easy and save scum for my own sanity

>>51275007
More stories are good stories, but if you could somehow mark which story is which that would be appreciated.

To all the writefags around here, I'm loving your efforts.

>>51279654

Fukkin Casul. I bet you don't even name your soldiers after dear friends and favorite characters so you can weep like a little bitch when they get crit through cover from across the map by a thin man you could not even see.

>>51267202
(This is the waifu tale)

>>51281204
I named one of my units after a friend then ran out.
But I lost australlia and dont know how so im going to start over.
At this point I wonder why i dont just use the cheat characters.
Its not even the emotional signifigance, I just dont like losing anything.

>>51281392
...I fucked it up, i was going to write something then got distracted. Fuckin a.

>>51281392
I understand. I think it's much easier to accept losses AFTER you've had a satisfying run through. I save-scummed to my first win, and then my heart was ready to crank the difficulty and lose constantly.

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bump despite it being days since the last batavi post.

>>51267202
(This is the waifu tale)

88c poked her ration, Soylen Slurry with Cheese imitation. The congealed mass bent under the attempt to skewer it, the corpse starch wallowing like a cold oatmeal of dead bodies.

88c lifted the plate, swallowing the mass as fast as possible, swallowing the flavorless mass as she pondered her next move. In front of her was the dataslate having been returned by the techpriest dressed in the Ommissiah's sacred bandages.

You flick the slate back on. Immersing yourself in the mysterious log entry. Perhaps if you investigate the story deeper you can understand its strange affect on your psyche.

Hmmm, the krieger flicked through the pages, legs swaying under her chair as the Krieger reads the slate.

Wait, you can touch someone's HANDS? WITHOUT GLOVES? A small wisp of steam emitted from the Krieger's mask as she pondered that. But... but that was unsanitary!

The krieger closed the dataslate, shoving it into her bag before anyone saw her read such... such... inefficiency!

The krieger sat at the table, initiating Imperial Meditation #23 of the Uplifting Primer, the Deep Breath. Upon retaining full control of faculities the Krieger walked out of the hall, resuming patrol of the perimeter as she determined the best strategy for SECONDARY OBJECTIVE.

Primary objective was of course, how to die in a manner benefiting a servant of the emperor. Given current garrison was a preemptive occupation in order to prevent heretical elements from raiding this Armory world primary objective appeared... difficult.

Secondary objective was however, the acquisition of scalp touches and... further morale supportives, should the necessity arise.

88c tried not to think about the hands. Just the thought of having bare skin, much less having it touch others was just... peculiar.

>>51284132
bruh

>>51271891

Story time is best time.

Unless you are really, really bad at writing, /tg/ always loves a good story.

There will always be nay sayers and haters, people trolling for a response without adding anything.

A patiently captivated audience is a blessing here, because outside of a few assholes, the rest of us are awaiting your next installment.

Just don't vanish on us, or leave the story unfinished at the very end.

>>51284843
(This is the waifu tale)

"Alright 24 in a row." The catachan chortles, lho stick dangling from his lip and the upper half of his flak armor tossed aside for the more effective armor of tattered vests and sweaty abs. The Catahan tossed his lasrifle to the floor, top of the gun still warm as he admired the smoldering crater of his target, the sergant at the practice range hosting up another dead ork to replace the spent test dummy.

88c huffed, of course the catachans would be so obscene as to ignore army regulations. The catachan hears her, eyes lowered as he glares at the dimunitive linewoman. "Oh so you think you can do better?" He picks up the gun and tosses at her.

"Credits where your mouth is." The man points at the ork dummy as 88c clutched the gun. Ugh it smells like... he does. "I win you shut your trap. If the warp spills over and you win I'll do something you say."

88c ponders this, if she loses she doesn't have to deal with him, if she wins... well the scalp touch is a congratulatory measure.

88c nodded, hauling the smelly rifle over the range.

Ptow! The laser fries the orc's eyeball, a second ptow and the orks head jerks back, the top of the head smoked but not penetrated.

Twenty two shots later and the las had burnt a fine hole through the other end of the skull, only one more shot and she'd win. And then... then...

Click. The rifle sputters, the cartridge blinking red in protest of it's empty charge.

"Shit, forgot I've been practicing for the day." The catachan said, peering over the blinking cartridge. "Hold on I got a spare some-"

The Ork jerked, the serreted blade of the krieg's entrenching tool firmly pinned in the ork's neck, cold blood dripping down from the wound.

"25" 88c said, standing up from her throwing stance. "I win."

The catachan blinked before chuckling. "Shit guess a hits as good as any. Fine what do I owe ya gassy."

>>51285265
(Waifu again)

88c looked down, ignoring the troopers smelly chest as it pondered. It was distasteful but the probability WAS optimal...

"My head..." The krieger muttered. Hmmm, elocation was unexpectedly difficult. She needed to expend additional effort.

The catachan scratched his head. "Excuse me?"

"You need to touch my head and tell me I did a good job!" 88c yelled. Too much, way too much effort. Hmm socialization is difficult. Aggravating.

The man turned his head looking to see if his friends were around. "You're serious? This isn't a joke my mat... course it's not you can't joke."

The man bit his lip before sighing. "Alright, but don't tell anyone."

The man lifted his hand, Catachans have large hands you noticed, it explains the trenching knives.

"Hey. Don't stare at me, this is awkard enough as is." The catachan seethed as you look away feeling as soft thud as something knocks your head.

"Um... good job mate. Really fucked that ork up." The catachan said. "Okay so um, fuck off." The man said before running off, face redder then healthy. According to the uplifting primer that could be signs of heat exhaustion. Worrisome, a medicade should be informed.

88c thought for a moment, reflecting on the situation. Results were suboptimal to useless. Upon reflection nothing happened at all, though there is this shrill noise that wasn't there before, the krieger wished it would stop, it sounded annoying.

Oh it was emitting from her own voice box... odd. The krieger sighed, now her helmet smelled.

The krieger looked down, noting the man's rifle still in her hands. She'd need to return it post haste.

Hmmm Sergeant Richand Tear.

Thats about it for today, maybe I'll update ogryn later.

Bumpin' and pumpin', I can't wait for the next text blob that I can harvest for feels and other emotions.

>>51285470

"Oh my gosh, Kriegers are so WEIRD"

>>51287041
The weirdest, who would want to date one of those?

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>>51287041
>>51287084
*BLAM* *BALM*

>>51287262
Waifu story cancelled on account of the authors untimely demise.

>>51287280
Nice bait.
(And I'm stupid enough to take it)

>>51235064

"You don't-" Rochas began to say, and then stopped. He had been going to say 'you don't understand', and then try to explain it to her, but saying it out loud had prompted a realization. She did not understand, could not understand on a fundamental level, and he wasn't going to change that today here in this room. Whatever it was that made him feel guilt, whatever it was that caused him to feel pain over his men's deaths, she didn't have that. It had been driven out of her. Her approach to the issue was cold, clinical, and ultimately logical.

They had died in the name of the Emperor, ergo in her mind they had died well. Their deaths were glorious testaments to their dedication, and guaranteed reward after leaving the mortal coil. Therefore there was no reason for their deaths to elicit negative emotional responses like guilt in her mind. Guilt was reserved for failure. By her criterion he had not failed. Her criterion did not include getting all the men under his command back alive. Her parameters for failure were different. Did he complete the mission? Did he obey orders? Did he fulfill his duties to the best of his ability? Was he steadfast in the face of the enemy?

In her mind it was a matter of performance. A matter of tangible measurable factors. Emotional, ethical, or moral considerations had no place in her evaluation. She simply did not feel what he felt, and as such could not understand. How did you explain emotion to someone? You couldn't. If they didn't feel it they couldn't understand. While Eikenborn may have disagreed with him, he had understood. Rochas had no doubt if he asked the Lieutenant or Gelen they would understand as well, but the Medicae did not. She was human. He was sure she had the capacity, buried though it might be, but he didn't know how to reach that and he wasn't likely to figure it out right this second. It would take time, if the answer could be found at all.

>>51288223

But while her reasoning may not have resonated on an emotional level, he was forced to conclude that the Krieger's logic was sound. He'd believed himself to have failed them because he'd felt guilty, but now that it had been laid out for him and he thought about it he couldn't find anything he could point at and say 'this is how i failed them'. He'd done what he could, it just hadn't been enough. It wasn't enough to banish the pain, but acknowledging that did blunt the edges a little. He still hurt, but it was more of a dull ache now.

"I don't what sir?" the Medicae asked

"You don't..." Rochas scrambled to find something to say, someway to tie this up. "Need to keep trying to convince me. I understand what you are saying, and you do have a point, but that isn't going to resolve this for me. Not by itself at least. It helps, and i appreciate that, but even though on some level i know you're right i still don't feel it. Thank you for your concern, but i think that's all you can do for me. It's just a difference in our cultures."

There was a moment of silence, and then the Krieger responded. "Understood sir" She said. "I regret that i am unable to provide further assistance. Please resolve the issue as quickly as possible, and inform me if there is anything i can do to expedite the process." She paused for a moment before speaking again, and she stumbled over her words a bit when she did. "I do not...I...It is not pleasant to see you like this Rochas. Recover quickly."

>>51285470

This reminds me a lot of the original love and krieg. Has a similar flavor i think. I like it. Poor Catachan, gotta be all sorts of confused. I wonder if he even knows its a bird underneath all that gear.

Also looking forward to eventual Thudd, whenever you feel inspired to pick that back up.

>>51284132

Yeah i know, nearly three days and no update. I breached the social contract. Can't promise it will never happen again, but i am sorry about it.

>>51271693

GIANT CARNIVOROUS WORMS. Or snakes i suppose. Big wiggly things that pop up from under the ground in any case. Classic.

Also, is it wrong that the servitor is quickly becoming one of my favorite characters?


>>51271891

I also worry about whether or not people are entertained sometimes. I worry quite a bit actually, but seeing as there are numerous anons who have repeatedly told me they like it, and plenty more who bump i try not to worry to much. Way i figure it as long as the thread is kept alive that means someone must be enjoying it.

Anyway, i'm really glad you two >>51287280
>>51272339 decided to join in. I really like what you put down and it's always good to have more content in the thread.

>>51274737

Good to see you emps. How are you doing? That thing with your editor working out alright?


Good night everyone. See you tomorrow. If you had asked something, or have something you wanted me to respond to that i missed, please let me know. I like talking with you all and interacting with the readers. A million thanks to all the anons who kept this alive while i was indisposed.

>>51288366
copyright thing is settled. for now...

Still waiting on word back from readers before I begin rewrites. Have enough readers right now. But still my impatience is making e want to just get started on the next book already, since Aeric and Dalia one is damn near done I think I might finish that one.

>>51271693

Alpha blinked as the coolant cloud wafted through the crew cabin. "I do not recall giving the order to fire at beyond max charge Delta. You may have damaged the weapon."

"I did not Commandante." The gunner insisted.

Miria put a hand on Delta's shoulder. "301 trusted you would make the shot. And was very much finished with that thing being alive and moving."

The spirit was in fact quite pleased with itself. Miria could feel its deep satisfaction, even through her deadened senses.

+That reminds me.+

"Excuse me." She said, crawling on her belly out the top of the turret past the pair of blinking Krieg. popping the hatch, she rolled off the top of the tank and sank shin deep into the mud. Rain pattered on her helmet. She unclipped the mask contacts and wrenched the whole array off, just in time. She was getting better at this.

*Huuuuurrrk.* "Ohgodemperor...oh Throne we almost died." Miria sank to her knees, not even caring that she got some of her mess smeared on her pants, her legs were absolutely not functional right now. Her servo arm embedded itself in the mud, keeping her upper body from falling over entirely, her arms and dendrite clutched her abdomen as she heaved out the rest of what little had been in her stomach. Admech field rations were highly nutritious protein cultures that were in fact a heavily genetically modified yeast organism. Cured and pressed into wafers, they would keep for decades, and probably had already. They tasted like salinated cardboard going down, and mostly just bile coming up.

"Yes." Came a single syllable from behind her. Alpha had apparently followed her out. "A very wasteful death."

She saw him reach down and retrieve the mask she had hurled aside, wiping a smear of mud from the goggles.

>>51288556

"D-d-do you...ever turn t-t-these things off?" She coughed.

Alpha handed the mask back to her. "We almost never turn them on. The Aegis of Focus is a tool of last resort, to bolster a soldier during moments when his resolve would otherwise break." His gaze was quite piercing indeed, behind those lenses.

Miria stared in shock. "S-s-so, none of you had..."

He nodded.

An explosion off to their right made her jump. Gael had fired a krak grenade into the remains of the Wurm, and the shaped charge had blown out the other side of its mouth, sending a few pieces of beak and scales spinning through the air.

Miria staggered to her feet. "Gael! Sweetest t-that's e-enough! *urk* It's q-quite dead."

"Gael...is helping?" Drifted a questioning voice from the other side of the ruined monster.

"V-very much, b-but I need your help o-over here now please."

The thudding clomp clomp clomp of heavy armored boots was heard as the servitor, still caked with mud and gore, bounced around the beast and came up to her and Alpha. Gael seemed...almost alive.

Miria smiled despite herself. Then she giggled.

+Probably the adrenaline.+

"Command?" The cyborg asked as his remaining eye moved between them.

>>51288578

"W-when people s-save my life, th-they get one of these." Still moving somewhat shakily, Miria reached over and engulfed the servitor in a hug. In her exo frame, she was well over two meters tall, so she was mostly wrapped around his head and shoulders. She squeezed tight, all the unfelt terror of those moments before flooding out in a torrent of relief.

"Caution, airway obstructed."

"O-oh, sorry." +I keep forgetting how much I...um, stick out there.+

Miria smoothed out her uniform tunic. "Gael, could y-you please help the crew get the winch around one of the bigger trees? We n-need to right the tank."

The servitor bounded off in the direction of the stricken Russ, just as Delta was helping to pull Gamma out of the hatch.

A disgusted sensation passed over her mind.

"N-no, I didn't f-forget about you 301. H-how about I go over and turn off the i-internal sensors so you're n-not in as much pain?."

A slightly less indignant snort.

Miria looked at the mask in her hand. It was mostly clean again. The rain was pooling in the lens cavities, and running down the sides as they filled, almost like teardrops. She affixed it to her face once more, leaving the contacts unconnected.

Once back inside the tank and deactivating noncritical systems so the machine spirit would not be so painfully aware of its own crippled state, Miria could see that the coolant mechanism and heat sink had just about vented all its former liquid, and would need a refill in addition to a patch job from the impact of her helmet. This in turn meant the remaining Lascannons were not going to be firing more than about once a minute, even in this pouring rain, unless they were okay with melting as much as their target was probably not okay with melting.

>>51288594

+After we get the tank straightened out, I'm definitely grabbing tissue samples from that worm...snake...bird...thing, and from the surrounding plants. Something really strange is going on here, that thing was way, way too big. I'm still not convinced my assumption was correct. Any hive organisms worth their salt would have sent literally dozens to hundreds of attackers at us, not just one.+

Miria sighed. Then, 301 pinged her with a notification about the still transmitting pod beacon, somewhere inside the carcass.

"Surely you don't think-" Miria sat up.

Beta stuck his head inside the turret hatch, peering onto the red dimness of the hazard lights. "Frau Enginseer, we are ready to attempt-" He brought up a hand to catch the portable auspex Miria threw at him.

"T-take this, a-a-and locate where that pod is exactly inside t-the creature." She pointed to the scanner with her dendrite.

Beta looked down at it. "Jawohl Enginseer."

Miria climbed out after him, finding Alpha and Gamma had secured the unditching cable to the side of the tank pointed skyward, while Gael had latched the other end to a sturdy treeform.

Miria bit her lip as the winch chugged along, slowly dragging 301, with several disconcerting metallic groans that probably indicated additional unseen structural damage, back into the upright position. The Russ looked pretty bad, if Miria was being honest. The navigator's station was open to the air, rain already starting to pool on the floor of the crew compartment, half the tank was coated in mud, and the other half was ever so slightly concave. With the pressure she had been exerting with her servo gone, the turret was locked again, and only able move within the few degrees of freedom offered by its weapon housing.

Alpha walked up to her. "You have sent Beta to scan for the pod."

Miria nodded absently, noting the possible stress fractures on her dataslate.

>>51288606

"If you locate it, how do you intend to remove it?" The commander asked.

"Thought I'd shoot a-around it with the remaining g-guns. Carve it o-out." Miria sniffed. The rain was making her nose run.

"We have already wasted hours arriving here, done serious damage to our vehicle, and you propose ruining our only remaining weapon system excavating the blinking ruins of a savior pod from the gut of a beast that was very possibly not alone?" Alpha crossed his arms. "I question your priorities Frau Enginseer."

+That's the longest sentence you've ever said to me Alpha.+

Miria permitted her bile to rise. "S-starting t-to regret l-letting me j-join your squad, Commander?"

Now it was Alpha's turn to look away momentarily. "...I do not understand you, Frau Enginseer." His hand opened and closed rhythmically a few times. "And confusion is dangerous."

Miria raised her mask, and blew her nose on a leaf. "D-Ditto. You're all weird as hell."

After a few more beats, Miria saw his shoulders sag almost imperceptibly. "I do not regret your presence. We live to seek a more worthy end because you guessed the creature's position before it could devour us."

He shook his head. "But I must demand you not compromise our remaining ability to fight back against threats by attempting to rescue someone who is likely already be dead. It is a flagrant waste of resources."

Miria was about to start arguing again, but watching the flooding crew compartment gave her an idea.

"F-fine. Get me the c-camo tarp and I'll get your guns a new cooling s-system. R-right here , right frakking now."

"What? The heat sink has vented, we have no coolant." Alpha said.

"Y-you know w-what you Krieg lack? F-frakking imagination." Miria huffed. "G-good thing I'm h-here."

She stomped off, then paused for a moment to look back. "Y-you know, I'm n-not the only one you owe for g-getting through that f-fight."

>>51288624
good update mate. keep it up.

>>51288290
>"I do not...I...It is not pleasant to see you like this Rochas. Recover quickly."
HHHHHHNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH

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>>51288366
>mfw batavi noticed me

>>51290111
also on a side note since I've been unable to sleep soundly for the past week I'm considering doing some 40k write-faggotry myself. Problem is I'm just not sure what to go for since the krieger angle is thoroughly covered.

>>51288624
*loud whisttling noise* Damn good update, High Proctor!
And you Batavi, >>51288366 your slow slide into affection is a very fun thing to watch. It feels familiar on a personal level, as it reminds me of some of my budding romances from the past.

>>51290191
so what hasn't been covered so far...

if you want the real deep and skinny: warining not for the fient hearted
Regular every day romance between guardsmen just seeking comfort in eachother in a world of hell they live in.

Everything else has been done to death.
Banshees? over done
Nids? Thanks to DLFG we have so much art
Slaanesh stuff? please
Orkz? Yu wot?
Kirges? we got three people now
Blueberry pie? Thanks to eatatau I never need any more tau stuff ever
Torture of dark eldar with sensory deprivation? Did it done it

All the niche stuff has been hit.

>>51275007
You only posted like 4 or 6 updates, post more before you give up.

>>51290413
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Aeric_Dalia

anyone here edit the page? Volume 3 is entirely missing

>>51287084
I WILL!

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>>51288290
>and she stumbled over her words a bit when she did. "I do not...I...It is not pleasant to see you like this Rochas. Recover quickly."
Hnnng!

>>51288223
>>51288290
>This and her word stumling
Right in my feels. Glorious. When will the pastebin be updated?

>>51290517

You mean there should be a volume three up there? I always assumed you'd just stopped there on that cliffhanger in the bath house. It kinda irritated the fuck out of me at first.

>>51290517
you mean there was more than just volume 3 chapter 2?
Get the rest of that shit pasted o mighty emprah!

>>51290191
Obviously we need the ultimate guard fic;
Krieger-X-Krieger
Are you a bad enough dude to have TWO emotionally stunted soldiers have love bloom?

>>51290191

Well you could go back to the original love and krieg timeline/verse and write more there.

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>>51291375
>>51291634
Technically they are still there you have to go though the last chapter on volume 2 and then they are there.

two for now, but I halted that book to finish Wolf and The Dog.

Still need a good name of the book too.. Yet nothing comes to mind

page 9 bump

>>51290191
Why not a bromance? two different units get deployed together, one a rich wealthy with all the fancy shit, the other from a poor hive world.. together they face of against.. you choose...

>>51285470
>Catachan getting some ADORABLE LOVING

YES.

I AM FULLY ERECT.

>>51288578
Gael a best.

Ratings(as far as my opinions on Original Writing on the board goes)

1. Love and Krieg 2.0: What we're all here for. Batavi keeps it engaging, emotional, and realistic as far as 40kanon goes. More feels and Hng! Than we know what to do with. Best writing on the board.

2. Cog and Krieg: Mira true waifu. I can't want Medicae simply because she belongs with Rochas, but the busty awkward mad scientist is hitting all the right marks for me. Also Gael is Best Servitor.

3. Space Borrowers: This could be in an Asimov or Modern Sci-Fi Anthology. Feels original and I'm excited to see where it goes.

4. Thud and Krieg: It's Gav all over again for me. I want to see more!

5. Krieg Waifu: Feels like an addition to Classic L&K. Really Mimikyu's stuff is only last because it's new, so I'm not quite as emotionally invested in it. Thud does better because it's more novel of an experience, and has some real emotional potential. Krieg feels more like I almost want it to be a Quest that we advertise in this thread, though the story is great too.

So, thoughts? Angry comments? I like everything that's been written so far and want to see more of everyone's stories.

Writeanons, Keep it up, and know that we love your work! Thanks!

>>51295498
Paste bin for all since My friends hath abandoned me in my time of need

>>51295602
Love and Krieg pastebin:
http://pastebin.com/imBQC0pb

I don't keep the rest, since I don't enjoy them enough to keep them in a pastebin, sorry.

>>51290413
I've been considering doing a story based on an old rouge trader pc(and his crew) that everyone in the game said they loved. Problem is though that most of his charm came from the voice I did for him and it's kind of hard to convey an accent like his through text.

>>51290413
ROMANCE OF THE TALLARN, ROMANCE OF THE -SQUATS- ROMANCE OF SPACE WOLF X SISTER OF BATTLE

THERE IS PLENTY OF WEIRD ASS NICHE SHIT IN 40K. ONLY STOPS WHEN YOU GIVE UP

>>51295498
>I got last place
>Twice

But I do write a quest which is honestly where most of my writing goes so I can easily see why it seems questy.

Maybe I will but for now I want to finish whatever line I can for these.
>>51290413
To this day I have not seen a single piece that actually uses the tau.

Bump from ten.

>>51290191
The Officio Assassinorum. Lot of potential for good stories there, but quality writefaggotry is thin on the ground, LCB notwithstanding.

Same for the Harlequins, oddly enough.

>>51296959
You got last place because you're new, no other reason.
You're probably the most gifted of the three when it comes to portraying someone else's perspective, which would be in keeping with a guy who does a lot of quests/RPing. Yours are also the most light-hearted, although Cogboy holds his own in that regard. It provides a good counterpoint to Batavia's relentless assault on our feels.
Gptta say, though, the Cog stories are probably the most lavishly-detailed, with an excellent sense of setting.
You guys each have your own take on the Kreig which nevertheless seem to complement each others' nicely. I check these threads daily and seeing the three(?) continuities grow is a joy.

A few anons have made it clear that they wouldn't mind reading more of your stuff, and I'm adding to that. You have a sense of vaguely-deranged whimsy that I thoroughly enjoy and hope to see more of.

>tl;dr we love your stuff, don't stop now.

>>51299294
Also navigators, psykers, there is a lot no ones bothered with.

>>51299468
hey since krieg is a planet, each region could have differing attitudes and varients in conduct.

>>51299567
That was my headcanon for the differences in approach.

>>51299621
My specific approach is that, while indoctrinated, all Kriegers are still human, they are vulnerable to human emotions, but they do not fully understand them. After all despite there fanaticism its not like kriegers are renowned for a resistance to chaos. They just follow orders well.

Hence there stoticism. A krieger can not KNOW anger, even if they are enraged, which makes them difficult if not impossible to deal with.

They also hate all the other groups mainly for reasons of jealousy, because they don't HAVE to repay krieg. The worst of this goes to the Vostroyan Firstborn, Catachan are appalling personally due to doctrine differences but the Firstborn the ire is personal. After all BOTH were traitors but the Vostroyan just... got off. To the krieg mind what value is a first born son compared to Krieg, which lost everything?

>>51300133

One thing I wish we had more material on, that you allude to here, is Krieg are raised to think themselves the lowest of the low, crawling things in the sight of the emperor, barely better than the heretics they slay.

The instant Krieg leave their world, and come to others, they are forced to meet many kinds of people, irreverent, unpious people compared to them. Guard regiments who actually do cower and break, who run when the battle is lost.

How do the more veteran Krieg square their ideology with an imperium full of people, by every metric they care about, being worthless cowards or outright traitors? I would love to talk to a Krieg senior officer, with like, a dozen campaigns under his belt about that.

How does the Krieg warrior continue to rationalize his worthlessness, when he is objectively better than almost anyone he meets in serving the emperor's will?

>>51300382
>How does the Krieg warrior continue to rationalize his worthlessness, when he is objectively better than almost anyone he meets in serving the emperor's will?
He is worthless. They're even more worthless than he is. The Emperor will be their judge in death.

>>51300382
The traitors are simply less then worthless and hated by the krieg like their nobles were.

The coward is a different story. They kill the coward but ultimately the coward didnt turn to chaos and try to aid in the slaying of the emperor. Krieg DID.

Its like a gentleman assassin judging a jaywalker. He CAN, but even he knows his preach is hollow.

>>51300585
Incidentally on "Buddy cop" logic, I think Krieg actually work BEST with penal legions, especially compared to the penal legions haterd for working with anyone.

On the penal legion side, the krieg remind them of their guards, tighass bitches who need to know how to talk like normal people. To goad them, the penal tend to heckle the krieg relentlessly, but ultimately at least someone is willingly going on the suicide shit they are FORCED to.

On the other side, the Krieg like the penals because they are treated the same way the krieg treat themselves, like failures who have this one second chance to maybe be worth something. As a result Krieg actually feel a sort of kinship to these fellow damned, they do not recognize the feeling.

The doctrinal differences can cause friction but after a few missions the two regiments learn to carefully arrange there patrols and shifts so that each can do the shitty part the other doesnt mind. For instance the kriegers always end up being the only ones around during latrine duty but on the other side if kriegers need to find a way around orders, the penal do all the skivvy shit so the Krieg can display "Flawless obedience" even if a communication error told them to attack a point when orders were supposed to be to hold position.

>>51300778
I am now imagining Penal Chan hugging a confused Krieger that doesn't know what to do with himself.

>>51300585

Actually Krieg did not fall to Chaos, and though they consider themselves to have failed/betrayed the emperor they had nothing to do with the Heresy and never actively raised a hand against him or other Imperials. Krieg's nobles just didn't want to pay the imperial tithe. that was it. No worship of the dark gods involved, just greedy prats. Happened late in the 40th millennium. They tried to secede, They were actually in a good position to do it, Jurten was ordered to stop it, and he did. Administratum washed their hands of the planet and left them to fight among themselves, until a few hundred years later when the loyalists finally won and then reported victory.

>>51301645

I am now also imagining this.

>>51301875

I do sometimes wonder what the Administratum was so fucking busy with that the sector commanders couldn't offer any kind of assistance to the loyalists. I guess there was no point after the bombs fell.

>>51301916

Actually a reason for that is given. Its the same reason that the nobles thought they could successfully secede. Krieg had a simply stupid amount of orbital defenses. To take the planet would have required stripping military resources from across, and even beyond, the sector. They decided it wasn't worth it.

>>51301916
I am imagining a Sister of Battle and a Fem-Krieg having a heart to heart.

After that, it gets a little /u/bermensch

>>51301875
I get it wasnt during horus but if it was so apathetic then why was the man given a Edict of Obliteration and why did he renounce the emperor as his lord and savoir?

I think chaos got involved eventually, with how brutal things got how COULDN'T it?

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>>51302040

I am somewhat confused as to whom you think renounced the Emperor. Jurten certainly didn't. Man was loyal to the end. If chaos did get involved it was never stated in the books. Since typing it all out would be a pain, here is a picture. Hopefully it's readable.

>>51302243
The defacto planetary govenor. Its on the wiki.

I know Jurten was hard core, it just seems that if Krieg's infinite life debt was on tax evasion of all things seems a little.

It goes from grimdark to this spongebob episode i recall about a nametag.

Longtime lurker here, reading all this finally encouraged me write something.

Once again, Corporal 76-3474-Theta woke an hour too early. Instinctively, his hands went to the rebreather unit that laid just below his chin and he moved his arms and legs to make sure everything was functioning. Once that was accomplished he reached down to the bottom of the cot to make sure all of his gear was in order. Only once all was accomplished did he look around the room.

In the dim light he could make out the rows of cots that his brothers slept or pretended to sleep on. Like him they were wrapped up in their greatcoats and held their masks to their chests. Others slept with masks still on, their muffled breaths the only noise in the room. Not that they were in any danger, they were all laying below the earth with an atmospheric seal protecting the entrance. This did nothing to make Theta feel better, he had grown to despise these early moments. Inactivity made the thoughts come back.

"this infantryman is corporal now, this infantryman is in line company A, this infantryman is besieging Soest Prime..." he kept repeating basic facts in his mind but eventually nothing else could be said. All gear was checked again, a prayer was murmured, all gear was checked again but still morning would never come. Staring at the shadows, Theta noted that he never figured out what happened to the former corporal of his squad. The fate of the man Theta replaced did not matter to him but in these predawn moments memories of the former corporal resurfaced. Theta even thought he saw the deceased man walking up and down the rows of his prone brothers. With that came more memories. Fragments of prior campaigns rushed back to him.

A couple of you guys started out in the FVGT thread. Batavi did, at least. Well, just letting you guys know the thread is back and up and running, so if you guys need some place to Shoot the Shit besides here, well, there you go: >>51292942

>>51302913
Hmmm, a Krieger that sees dead people? I would like to know more.
>>51302992
What is this and how is it relevant?

>>51302913
A space marine untangling himself from a collapsed set of stairs, an intoxicated penal guardsman offering him iho-sticks if he took the mask off, being blinded by an alien sun on a world he called home, a ditch filled with naked bodies. All these things rushed to the surface and Theta struggled to push them away. He wondered if he should report his problem to someone in charge but immediately thought better. The humiliation of being declared mentally incompetent was something that Theta would not and could not face. After all, this was just an involuntary reaction of the brain, something to be overcome.

Once all these memories were banished Theta saw the face of the abomination that had made it's home among the officers of his regiment hovering over his face. She smiled at him before slipping away.

Theta shut his eyes and pulled his greatcoat over his head. Morning could not come soon enough.

>>51303074
Well, mostly only pertinent to the fact that in Thread 0 of the /fvgt/ we first encouraged Batavi to post Love and Krieg. Also we like original content in that thread and just wanted to thank you for everything.

I love you BataviAnon, but please, PLEASE, remember to capitalize your I's. That one persistent error of yours is driving me nuts.

>>51303242
Uh...not really the person making the content, and we also plan to keep our content well, here.

>>51271107
(Ogryn and kreig)
"FIVE HOURS!" The Commissah hissed at you, as you sat on the other side of Commissah's yelly desk.

The purpose of a yelly desk, Thudd has div...Thudd found out, was so busy people could look at paper and yell at people who didnt look at paper. Thudd didnt think he liked being on this end of the yelly desk.

Thudd did like the Commissah's desk itself though, she collected dolls from all the planet's shes been in and they were awfully pretty. The commissah even let him hold one once, but that was when she was in a good mood and this was definitely a BAD MOOD.

Thudd hoped the chair he was sitting on didn't snap, the poor wood groaning in protest as he looked over at Fifteehate sitting next to him. She was in a worse mood. It wasnt as easy to tell because of the mask but her body was acting like Ciggy's did in the chimera but they werent movin. Poor Fifteehate.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry am I wasting your time?" Commissah yelled at you, you wish shed stop but given you are IN TROUBLE you guess you oughta, it could be worse. "By all means, I don't want to cut in to your busy schedule, you already wasted five of ours whats a few more?"
The commissah slams the desk, Thud reaching out to grab a doll that was about to be knocked into the floor following the heavy blow dealt to it by the commissah's powerfist. "Now can you tell me what you were doing there?"

You nod, you can do this part. "I was lookin for a shovel. Fifteehate broke one and told me to wait for someone there, but no one showed up."

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>>51303430
five hours... that one hell of a sit'n game

>>51303430
(Ogryn and krieg)

The commissah nodded, turning her head to Fifteehate. "So Fifteehate, is that true? Did you lead Thudd to a cave to wait for instructions that never came." The Commissah clenched her hand, the aluminum frame of the desk crumpling under her fist "Did you keep our heavy infantry unit out of communications on a errand for five hours? Five hours where we would have been deficent in full combat potential? Did you intentionally weaken our forces? For a shovel?"

That's a bad voice Thudd thought. Thudd recalled her using a much happier voice when yelling at a Nob, he's dead now.

Thudd thought back, this wasn't a good spot and Ciggy always told him that if he or a mate was in a bad spot with someone who wasnt shooting at him to use these special words.

"Um sir, it was a comunicashun error." You nod. "I misheard da order and I'm sorry."

The commissah blinked, rage diverted and confused. "You waited five hours on a order you heard? Did you get lost?"

You nod. "Yeah dat thing you said, it was um, this other tunnel, the shovel tunnel, that was the empty tunnel."

"And how?" The Commissah asked. "Did you get the wrong tunnel? We only have three?"

You think about that... that was a good quesion. You shrug. "I don't know."

The Commisah sighed. "If it was anyone else... Fine, but the two of you are doing Latrine duty until the Emperor himself rises from his throne and pardons you PERSONALLY. Do you understand?"

You nod, oh boy latrine duty, that was where the best smells are. Also no one got shot this time.

>>51303712
(More Ogryn)

You walk out of the office, Fifteehate in tow, the woman seeming somewhat shakey upon getting out. It seems she took being in trouble worse then you. Which was suprising because she didn't even flick you and call you a BAD SOLIDER which would have been so much worse then the yelly. But Ciggy said some people weren't good at being in trouble like he was.

"...I didn't think you'd wait." Fifteehate muttered, the masked woman stumbling to the floor. Wow she takes trouble really seriously.

You smile. "But dat's what buddies are for, we do things for each other." You frowned. "But I didn't even get the shovel did I? I did a bad job."

The krieger was quiet for a moment. "Ogryn, I'll acquisitio... I'll get the shovels. For both of us." You think you heard a sniff sound but you weren't near the latrine. "You can have one and help next time, if that is acceptable."

You grin. "I get to dig with you? I never digged before."

She sighs. "This has been a deployment with... many nevers. I'll simply educate you in the matter."

You know that word! That means you gonna get to be able to dig!

Tomorrow you gonna dig, which means you will be helping the emperor, and that means you are going to have a GOOD DAY.

Thats it for today, maybe one day i'll move to more idler fantasies, I always wanted to make "Reverse 40k" which is just "Different chapters fell to chaos."

I could also writefag about a homebrew chapter I did, but those of course have nothing to do with krieg so thats a entirely different thread.

>>51303868
Can I suggest an Angry Marine X Bolter Bitch(Emphasis on Bitch) romance on your list? The two would absolutely fucking HATE each other, which would turn into the most glorious of Hatefucks. The entire exchange would terrify even a Krieg.

It wouldn't be Tsundere as fuck, it would be MOTHERFUCKING TSUNDERE!!!

>>51303712
>You nod, oh boy latrine duty, that was where the best smells are. Also no one got shot this time.
wew lad

>>51303930
Ive personally been trying to figure out how likely a ogryn is to survive a bolter shell.

>>51303950
Ask 40krpg, or read through Dark Heresy or Only War on the matter.

>>51303961
I was refferring to fluff wise but i'll use that instead.

According to only War the starting wounds of a Ogryn is atleast 25, the max damage a bolter can do is 1d10+5, meaning a Commissar can actually fail to execute a ogryn.

>>51304107
That's the problem with most rpgs, for example a knife does 1d5 damage so slitting someones throat usually does nothing.

>>51304292
Most rpgs RAW that is.

>>51304292
Nah in this case I think its viable because Ogryn are tougher then orcs, and orcs are supposed to able to shrug off a lot of heavy fire.

I can see a Ogryn getting it with a exploding bullet and getting back up.

>>51304311
Still, a well aimed bolt to the head should kill anyone and most humans survive that in dark heresy.

>>51304347
I know, which is why i asked the thread where the line went, and the said check the book. So here we are and I'm now confused.

Would a ogryn survivng execution break suspension or not?

>>51304411
Well the problem with execution would be that there is very little chance of missing. Even if an ogryn could survive a bolt shell, at such close range the commissar would easily hit a weaker part of the head. However there could be a million factors and events that affect the outcome here.

>>51303301

Ah. Well. I see. Understood citizen, I will endeavour to fix that in the future so as not to aggravate you further. I am sorry about that.

>>51295498

Personally I really don't feel like ranking things like this is appropriate. It's all new content for the board, it's all good, no need to add that kind of...not competitive persee, but that kind of judgemental element. I don't mean to be rude, you are of course entitled to your opinion, I just don't think that trying to rank things like that will have many positive effects on the thread. I am sorry if I have offended, that was not my intent, I just felt I should say that. I love to hear people's feedback, and I liked hearing what you had to say, but if it could be accomplished without comparisons between the different works that put one above the other I think that would be best. Comparisons of the works are fine, but once we start saying X is,better than Y, then that's might open up a can of worms. That or I am sleep deprived and blowing this whole thing hugely out of proportion. It's probably that honestly.

That being said personally I think cog n krieg blows my stuff out of the water, but that's just me.

The update shall be along, but possibly not for a few hours. We shall see.

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>>51304541

You are too kind Batavi. I'm just a dialogue whore, it gives the illusion of depth. The trick is saying a lot with very little. Like how every third or fourth line Medicae says crushes our flinty little heartstrings like a vise of feely feels that felt. Something you have down pretty damn well.

Remember Ernst Hemmingway on the rule of impactful writing.

"For sale: Baby shoes, never worn."

I have to put up a crapton of window dressing to make an impactful moment.

>Unrelated note, look how fucking cool Egyptian khopesh sororitas is.

>>51303724
Dawww, Fifteehate gave up and accepted her new friend.

>>51303909
The violent fucking would make a commissar run.

>>51288624

Miria popped the maintenance compartment and peered inside. One of the great virtues of working on both Russ and Chimera engines was that they were highly modular. Both could be lifted entirely out of the vehicle by a crane, and repaired at the depot, while a fresh engine was swapped in, with less than a dozen feed and exhaust connections to be made. The whole process took less than an hour, and kept downtime to a minimum. In this case, all it really meant for Adept Rorken was that she had a lot of room to work, as the engine compartment was quite spacious.

Delta had taken watch atop the beast carcass, sporting a long las Miria had never seen him with before.

Miria glanced up to see Gamma approaching. "Can I assist you Frau Enginseer?"

The Pallasian dabbed her neck with a cloth as she yanked feedlines aside to check for cracks. "Y-yes. You found t-the tarp?"

"Ja."

"Good. T-take this saw and c-cut off a nice two meter length of bone, m-maybe one of its exposed r-rib tips, they seem p-pretty thin." She proffered the dissection saw that had been attached to her servo arm, and pointed at the wurm corpse.

"Uh..."

Miria sighed. "I n-need two things, tissue s-samples, and something pretty straight, k-kinda springy and strong. This solves b-both."

"...Jawohl Enginseer." Gamma trotted off, revving the saw.

After a few moments of curse filled yanking and wrenching, more footsteps approached. "Time to complete your assessment?" Said Alpha.

"A f-few minutes m-more." Miria stated flatly.

>>51305064

The Krieg commander stood mutely for a few moments, watching Miria get sprayed briefly by a gout of high pressure lubricant. He inhaled. "Do you need-"

"Yeah, g-go get me some f-flowers. Like, a-all the flowers you can get." She bit out.

+I need samples from the plantlife as well. That interference in the sensors coming from them was not natural.+

"Er-"

More fluid squirted out and Miria cursed again. "Now p-please! The instant I'm done h-here we're making that cooling t-trough and cutting the pod out, so I don't have time to g-get any myself."

Alpha headed off, with one last backward glance just as Beta came jogging up. "I haff located the pod. It is seven meters past the area we struck with our guns."

Miria nodded. "G-great. Take this d-drill and secure the rib b-bones Gamma is getting to the base of the turret, pointing forward and parallel to e-eachother. Make sure they are curving upward, we're trying to make a b-basin."

Beta stared at her for a moment, filtered wheezing the only accompaniment to the light patter of rainfall.. "...You want me to attach...the unclean bones of a Xenos monster to one of the God Emperor's sacred war engines?"

Miria stared right back, her frayed patience at an end. "Under the guns. P-Parallel."

Beta appeared about to say something more, but Alpha came waddling back, hunched under the load of what seemed to be all of Miria's other toolboxes and kits, strapped around his body. He dumped them as gracefully as he could at her feet.

*Inhale* "Absolve me of my negligence Frau Enginseer, advanced maintenance rituals were not part of our training. Which of these are flowers?"

>>51303180
Nice one, keep it up.

>>51303868
Good to see you continuing, I am enjo.. liking it much.

>>51305078
HAHA that last line, normal ish interaction then suddenly Krigers.

>>51305185
She probable should had sent Gael to get them

>>51305078
>Which of these are flowers?"
Oh Alpha, he's so adorable when out of his element.

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>>51305078
>Which of these are flowers?
LOL

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bumpa dump. Thinking about doing a story, but its not krieg so holding off for now.

Need some distraction as I've hit a lull with no projects or deadlines at the moment.

>>51303712
>"Did you keep our heavy infantry unit out of communications on a errand for five hours? Five hours where we would have been deficent in full combat potential? Did you intentionally weaken our forces? For a shovel?"
I could hear 58 splattering on the wall already, clooose

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>>51306947
Meanwhile, in the Warp

Somewhere beyond the veil of reality, in a realm far outside of the bounds of human ability to comprehend it, four beings of phenomenal power watched the scene unfold in silence.

'Before either of them could strike the decisive blow a red bolt flew in from the side and burned a hole in the aliens skull. He looked over to see Lieutenant Goossens and Trooper Gelen with most of Alpha behind them in various states of undress. But though not all were in full carapace, all were armed.'

~ Yes... They got there in time, Just As Planned! ~
*4 OUT OF 10 BATTLE*
>when do you think he will try to hold her hand?
<3 Hey! That one trooper behind the lieutenant, standing there awkwardly butt naked has 4.7 inch cock hanging out! <3

As one, the heads of the other three slowly turn to look at 'her'

>what.......
<3 The dude is probably be 7.3 inches hard <3
*GETTING AWFULLY SPECIFIC THERE WHORE*
~ When did that techpriest start listening in on us? ~
<3 Oh I know, I'm going to give her that recipe for cornbean griddlecakes. Didn't you love them Khorney? <3
*NO AND I ASKED FOR CORNFLAKES*

>>51308634
Someone get a psyker I do not understand this warp message.

>>51305152
Thanks, right now I don't have a clear idea where I am going with this. Right now I just want to see if its even possible for a Krieger to be a pov character.

>>51305152
Sorry, replied to wrong person.

>>51308727
Its the same person...

>>51308744
I fucked up, not used to posting from my phone. First message from me was meant for >>51305118

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>>51308682
Let me see th- MY EYES!

>>51308634


Oh jeez i had forgotten about that.

>>51308634
Don't worry anon. I get you.

Need some drawfags.

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>>51310682

Alas, I draw like a flipper handed freak child.

Also no updates today, im going to see monty python stuff.

>>51305078
Its like watching a toddlers first field trip with a grumpy(and busty) mechanic chaperones.

>>51308634
kek

Soo are we allowed to post non krieg stories whilst we wait for the writefags?

>>51312076

I see no reason why you can't.

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>>51312076
We will be the judge of it is worthy...

I want more of the headpat waifu story

>>51313105
Oh god I remember trying to read that. It was quite edgy.

>>51313355
Seconding the love for Headpat Kreiger.

>>51303180
I am terrible with names so I do not know what to call this. I am planning on just covering a day but I might do more if I like how this turns out:

A rush of air flew in and the sentries from last night arrived. Dim lights were turned on to show a mob of bodies in various states of dress rising to their feet. Theta moved through the swarm of guardsmen and managed to find his Watchmaster.

"Updates sir?" if there was anything worth knowing Watchmaster Phaesta would be the first to be in the loop.

"There will be no actions taken against the local population, we will actually respond to their inquiries and not interfere with their activities. We must be a good example for them" he watched Theta blink in confusion and then added, "the commissar's words."

Everything made sense then. It was just like Commissar Crostadt to make that kind of call, even if every single peasant living near the regiment could be a collaborator. The commissar cared too much about appearances. After all, what use would the admiration of feudal worlders be? As his superior officer left Theta noted that the watchmaster seemed tired. The corporal started to form a question but silenced himself before anything could come out. He shoved his mask on, joined his squad and marched out.

>>51315578

The fog enveloped everything, only the walls of the trench and faint figures on the fire step could be made out. Theta held his hands out and had difficulty seeing beyond them. The corporal had heard rumors of geographic anomalies known as oceans. Maybe this was what it was like being under one.

The low visibility did not stop Theta's squad from falling into the daily grind. Walls of trench were reinforced, sandbags filled and performance reviews conducted. By the time it was his turn on the fire step the fog had cleared. A field of black sand flecked with grey ponds stretched out below him. The hill the traitors were encamped could be vaguely made out. Past the hill was the pass that lead out of the mountains, where the city of Soest Prime lay. Eventually he stepped off of the fire step and attended to the digging of a latrine. Their was peace in drudgery, Theta forgot the waking dreams and carried on his work as if in a daze. No memories or doubts assailed him.

It was only natural that this would not last.

>>51288290

Rochas smiled. "I'm sorry for worrying you" He said. "I'll take care of it, just relax. I'm sure you have enough to worry about already." She cared. Maybe. He thought it sounded like she did anyway. It was a warm feeling.

She nodded "Good" she replied. "May we proceed with your bath sir?"

The Sergeant nodded, and the Krieger picked up the sponge. He closed his eyes. He already knew from previous experience it might be difficult to maintain his composure. Seeing her face while she cleaned him off with the sponge would not make it any easier for him, regardless of the blank expression she would be wearing. The Medicae was still a pretty woman after all.

The bath was quick and efficient. Fortunately this time she did not linger on certain parts of his anatomy, and they finished without incident. Once he was clean the Medicae pulled her mask back on, and left briefly before returning with a clean gown for him, which he was quite happy to pull on. Once he was decent the Medicae helped him back into his wheelchair and then returned him to his bed. As they approached it he was able to see that Baiman was lying in his cot, and Rochas decided to talk to him and apologize for giving him the cold shoulder before.

"Will you be leaving the premises today sir?" The Krieger asked as she helped him into the bed.

"Yeah, I think I'll go take a look around in a bit" Rochas said "I'm just gonna talk with Baiman for a while first."

"Understood sir" the Medicae said. "Please inform an orderly before you leave."

He nodded and she turned and left, leaving him with Baiman who had rolled over to face him.

"So you wanna talk now huh?" the one armed trooper asked.

"Yeah" Rochas said sheepishly. "Listen i'm sorry about before it's just-"

"Don't worry sarge I get it" Said Baiman "No need to apologize. It's hard to get used to not being able to do everything you could before. At first I kept trying to grab things with an arm that wasn't there no more, drove me mad."

>>51316951
this story makes my heart go doki doki

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>>51316951

I decided to write something today anyway since i did a daily thing and hate to break record just cause i went somewhere.

Also bump.

>>51316951
Dawwwww feelz

>>51285470
(This is the waifu thread)
"I'm TELLING you fuckwits I'm serious!" Richand yelled at his chortling squad, Iho stick smouldering between his fingers, a pile of thrones and ammo casings sitting between the table as the squad of Catachan Nutcrunchers played there annual poker game.

"I was fuckin up the dead Ork we string up when all of a sudden I see this biddy gasmask staring at me. Bleeding fuck then matches my record, stabs the fuckin dummy with a shovel and begs me to pat her on the head and call her a good girl. Like a fuckin dog. Also raise 3 shells ya fuckin pansies."

"Pull the other one Sarge." His vox officer said, mechanical pack sitting next to him as he pushes 2 Iho sticks into the pot. "It's got bells and everything."

"Fold." Private Belchett said tossing his hand aside. "If the Sarge is willing to raise and is such a shite liar he wants us to believe a Krieger wants to jump his bones then his hand beats mine."

"Oi, I'll have you scrub toliets for that with your teeth." Sergeant Tear said. "What about you Harmond, you believe me right, we are mates and all."

The medicae sighed, matching the bet and flipping her hand, cursing as vox operator Mary grabbed the pot. "It's hard to believe to be honest. Krieg are conditioned to ignore emotional input from childhood. Even if one felt affection they wouldn't be able to recognize and react to it. Historically speaking such a relationship only comes from unpredicatble external stimulai."

"Oi I think I got it." Mary said, the man's pyrite tooth glistening in his smile. "The biddy saw Sarge with his draws down and saw love." The operative winked. "After all, the lass finally found a sight more horrible then her hellhole of a home."

The table burst into laughter as Richand glared at the vox operator. "I hope that was worth extra shifts because you're waking up a hour before these lot."

Mary saluted. "It's a honor to serve the emperor sir."

>>51318796
(Waifu again)
Belchett frowned. "Hey boss, this Krieger girl of yours, is she tall?"

Richand shook his head. "Hardly, I got dogs bigger then her back home." Granted you can say the same about most species of bears but the creepy bitch was only five feet tall, guess it saves them digging time to be short.

"And was her gasmask lense red or green?" Belchett asked, the large catachan taking a sip from his flask.

The sarge blinked. "Red lenses, and smoke comes out of it like the bitch had her head up a volcona, why?"

The Private pointed to two red dots staring at the other side of the tent. "So kind of like that one?"

"Emperor's shitter." The sarge cursed, Iho stick dropped to the floor, staring outside, hands clutching his lascarbine and smoke floating up from two souless red beads, was the krieger.

Done for now. Tried something new, not sure if it worked. I think i could have written it better if i was less sleepy. Aw well.