Alright people it's time to go a little heretical today, this is a little Slanneshmas gift from me to you so lets enjoy.

If you cannot stand someone going a little off cannon than this is not the quest for you. But for those who enjoy a bit of fun and want to watch some worlds burn for our enjoyment came and stay a while.

Right before we begin here is OC character sheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1wDNfOmneMyvBARq86eRuDalSfbi9CDDlw5iB8jG_2_A/edit?usp=sharing

All rolls are against specific characteristics just like black crusade, you want to roll below the characteristic to succeed at the desired check

Every ten below the check is an additional degree of success, so every 10 below the more potent or awesome the effect will be

Rolling a natural 1 is an auto success no matter what and a natural 100 is a fail.

every 10 infamy you get an extra re-roll for check (max at 3). 40K but a lot more simply to save headaches.

quest times will be posted on my twitter and my discord.

Twitter: https://twitter.com/MrAnonsoup
Discord: https://discord.gg/8ZgYDyD

Enjoy and lets get onto the quest.

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As you stand and stretch your new body you begin to look at yourself, oddly male you note considering your lack of breasts and rather endowed genitals.

you look around to determine where you were birthed from but the land around you seems to shift and change with each passing moment, you do determine you are in a forest of some kind.

behind you a sound is heard and you spin around to face another of your kind, her hair combed back and wearing very little cloth to cover her body

"so you are the last of this batch of demons, guess your sisters did not leave much for you." the demon smiles and her claw clicks "no retort? really love, what's keepin you silent?"

>[1] chuckle at the demon, you may lack breasts but you have more than enough package to have the Prince's blessing.
>[2] throw an insult at her, she dare insult the perfection that is your body! she shall know humiliation beyond her imagining! (fel)
>[3] Ask her where you should go from here, you were just "born" so getting some directions will be nice.
>[4] write-in

>>2177036
>2

>>2177036
>>[2] throw an insult at her, she dare insult the perfection that is your body! she shall know humiliation beyond her imagining! (fel)

alright first roll give me a 1d100 vs 23

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>2177062

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>2177062

success, writing.

you look at the demonette in the eye and smile "Oh sorry I almost mistook you for a bloodletter, you really need to work on your fashion sense and maybe lay off the rouge a little."

as you say this you see the Demonette's face twist into a scowl and her teeth grit "I'll let that one pass for now but don't ever insult me again. whelp."

she points one of her claws in a direction "there is a person who you should talk to in that direction. No I'm not going to tell you who it is and I hope you get flayed alive on the way there." with that the Demonette disappears into the multicolored trees around you.

well you probably pissed off the only person who could have shown you the way but the prince's purple ballsack the insult was worth it.

>[1] go the direction she pointed, may as well take the advice where she gave it really.
>[2] don't go that direction, probably a trap to get you "killed" and you really would not like a sudden trip to the formless wastes
>[3] write-in

>>2177084
>>[3] write-in
Let's go rape a bear.

right I forgot to mention this quest will go as NSFW as you decide to go, so prepare for promotions.

>>2177084
>[1] go the direction she pointed, may as well take the advice where she gave it really.
Finally, a Slaanesh quest.

alright 3 minutes before the toss up, unless we have a tie breaker in that amount of time.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

alright boys, girls, and those of indeterminant gender the toss up is now 1 for >>2177161 and 2 for >>2177186

>>2177186 it is, writing.

you shrug your shoulders, you will let that one calm down a bit before trying to contact it again.

you turn to face the direction she pointed and begin walking, in the warp you don't want to keep potentially powerful creatures waiting. The trees seem to part as you approach them and you continue unmolested towards your undermined location.

the sounds of sexual intercourse and screams of pain grow louder as you walk, the thumping of hooves can be heard in the distance but not close enough to worry about. several times you accidentally step in some puddles of liquid that you don't take time to identify, some things are best left unknown.

suddenly you step into a clearing, and note that you seem to have just walked into an orgy.... a big one... like a fucking huge one.

though all the undulating flesh and liquid flying everywhere you see a single humanoid being sitting on a high throne. It's looks at you and beckons for you to approach.

>[1] approach him quietly, you rather not let something that looks in charge wait.
>[2] ignore him and join in on the Orgy, you are a demon of Slaanesh damn it you fuck when you want.
>[3] roar out in your loudest voice and stretch your arms out wide "LADIES! IT IS THIS BIG, POINT TO A HOLE FOR IT OR I SHALL MAKE ONE MYSELF!"
>[4] write-in

>>2177209
>[1] approach him quietly, you rather not let something that looks in charge wait.
While breeding everyone here to oblivion is tempting, keeping the boss waiting isn't.

>>2177209
>>[1] approach him quietly, you rather not let something that looks in charge wait.
Yeah, the boss has us in sight, better behave.

brb 30 min I must grab some food, but I will be back soon.

I lied, it was not 30. so 1 won to writing.

you begin making your way to the throne, weaving though an orgy in ways only a demon of Slaanesh can.

several times the participants attempt to drag you into the festivities but you resist and continue to the throne.

as you reach the foot of the throne the thing shifts forward and states "stop."

you freeze for a moment then look up at the creature, it's face twin warped faces of joy and sorrow. it's body a mess of screaming and laughing faces, it bore four arms two being humanoid and the others clawed. the creature bore two breasts on the left half of it's chest while the other had stars of the prince tattooed upon it. finally the creature's hair was a wreath of flames that flickered between purple and pink.

it's face twists as it gives a "smile" all honesty it was hard to tell. "So young demon, lacking in the blessings of our prince what is your name?"

>[1] your name is Cruciatus
>[2] your name is Absolutio
>[3] Your name is Jucunditas
>[4] Your name is (write-in)
>[5] laugh and state you have no name, perfection does not require a name!
>[6] remain silent, it insulted you and thus forfeited it's answer.
>[7] write-in

>>2177255
>[5] laugh and state you have no name, perfection does not require a name!

>>2177255
>[3] Your name is Jucunditas

Alright, we once more hit the draw so we going rolling again allow chaos to decide where we go!

1 for >>2177272 and 2 for >>2177273

Rolled 1 (1d2)

smug answer won, so writing

You smile and laugh at the demon "I have no name, why would perfection require a name?!"

the being on the other hand looks less than amused "really now, how droll can you be. I know you were born not but an hour ago but at least come up with something more interesting than that."

"really, then what is your name?"

"I see you have great arrogance about you, but I shall humor a lesser being once in a while. My name is Tericiam of the many faces."

"you don't say." you state eyeing the undulating eyes all over the thing's body

"well I admit my title is not that imaginative, but it is apt none the less." Tericiam states, his face doing another of those weird "smile" morphs "but once more I ask. What. Is. Your. Name."

the creature's eyes narrow and it grips it's throne, white showing where the knuckles where on it's hands.

>[1] your name is Cruciatus
>[2] your name is Absolutio
>[3] Your name is Jucunditas
>[4] Your name is (write-in)
>[6] remain silent, it insulted you and called you a lesser being and thus forfeited it's answer.
>[7] write-in

>>2177292
>[3] Your name is Jucunditas
Knew it.

>>2177292
>Shawn
>Yes. really. It is.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

remember 2 is the requirement but more votes will always be better, on that note we have managed to hit an impasse again so once more into chaos.

1 for >>2177294 and 2 for >>2177297

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alright we are.... shawn....

>>2177311
Can it be Xawn? To make it more 40k.

ya, I know it will be funny to actually do Shawn but I will 40k this name for the sake of at least making it sound normal compared to the others. Sorry >>2177297 but for the sake of writing I do have to modify it.

You look at the demon and think to yourself, really what is your name. Sure you can go with something ridiculous or badass but all honesty confusing this bastard is probably going to be enjoyable

"Name is it.... well my name is Xawn."

the demon raises an eye brow at you, "Really?"

"yes. really, it is."

"And I thought I was unimaginative like maybe Jucunditas or maybe Absolutio, haven't have those names for a while."

You shake your head "no Xawn will do."

"fine Xawn I will give you a word of advice before I throw you out of this party, find the smith Warglitus. trust me you will need a weapon and soon if you are to survive the forest of the Prince."

>[1] thank him for the advice and ask him where this smith is, a name is not much to go on.
>[2] leave, you have had enough of this demon's voice and if you don't leave now you may just end up attacking him out of annoyance.
[3] tell him he can stick his claws up his own ass if he thinks he can kick you out of this party. You have the biggest dick here.
>[4] write-in

>>2177326
>[1] thank him for the advice and ask him where this smith is, a name is not much to go on.

not to disappoint anyone though Xawn still sounds like Shawn sooooooo really just semantics at this point.

Still here, Soup?

ya still there

alright gunna close up for tonight but I will be back around 9 AM pst to count up any votes that happen while I'm gone. Tonight was a fun night and I hope to see you all again tomorrow.

Special thanks to everyone on my discord for supporting me and enjoying my work. Have a merry Slaaneshmas all.

>>2177514
Merry Slaaneshmas and goodnight.

>>2177326
>[2] leave, you have had enough of this demon's voice and if you don't leave now you may just end up attacking him out of annoyance.

>tfw khornette quest redux ded
>qm hasn't said anything on Twitter regarding it

>>2177326
>[1] thank him for the advice and ask him where this smith is, a name is not much to go on.

>>2177326

>What is Warglitus like? Does Warglitus throw parties like you do Tericiam of the many faces?

>"Does Wargitus let clients and patrons take part in the earthy joy is creation?

>*a few drops from the distant sea of memories of that world that lived and burned ripple through us*

>*chuckle*

>"I do wonder what it would be like to know an afternoon as a hammer, bellows, grinder, or drillpress."

Then

>[1] thank him for the advice and ask him where this smith is, a name is not much to go on.

yup that happened, but now I'm back so writing. 1 won

You bow your head to the demon "I thank you for the advice but I must ask, where is this smith located? Simply a name will not lead me to the man."

the demon leans forward towards you and you hear a piece of metal fall beside you, as you look at it you realize it is a medallion in the shape of a chaos start with a blinking eye in the middle of it.

"wear this and it shall lead you young one, also another piece of advice I suggest you avoid the sound of hooves. Others have decided now is the time for entertainment."

you pick up the medallion and adorn your self with it "I think you for the gift."

"do not thank me young one, tis simply a whim."

>[1] leave, time to find that smith and get a real weapon
>[2] ask the demon what is his angle in in all this, he may not be a servant of the blue bastard with feathers but this is much too generous (fel, per)
>[3] join in on the orgy, fuck it while you are here may as well put the gifts you have to work.
>[4] write-in

>>2178113
>[1] leave, time to find that smith and get a real weapon

>>2178113

>[1] leave, time to find that smith and get a real weapon

Perfection before Pleasure, if we are to honor The Prince we must ascend to the peak of martial prowess. I feel we should go for a polearm of some sort, swords, while worthy of a Slaaneshi Daemon, are cliched.

1 has won, writing.

You bow your head once more, "I thank thee for your assistance."

The creature leans back on his throne, "Now then if you are done kindly fuck off. I have a party to attend to."

with that you take your leave, as the sounds of the party grow faint you feel the medallion begin pulling you in a direction. You follow this pull and an hour later you happen upon a simple hut.

This hut would not be odd aside from the fact IT WAS A FUCKING HUT IN THE MIDDLE OF SLAANESH'S FOREST!

needless to say the normality of the hut threw you off a bit. maybe it's bigger on the inside or something?

you hear hooves growing closer behind you but you do have time to investigate you rekon

>[1] knock on the door this probably is the home of Warglitus
>[2] investigate the hut, it is a bit odd for something so normal and simple to be in the realm of the prince of pleasure (int, per)
>[3] ignore the hut, a smith in the realm of the prince would not live in something so drab. the smith must be further on.
>[4] write-in

>>2178157

>[1] knock on the door this probably is the home of Warglitus

We've no time to wait, best to enter before the hooves arrive.

>>2178157
>>[2] investigate the hut, it is a bit odd for something so normal and simple to be in the realm of the prince of pleasure (int, per)

/int/

Rolled 3 + 0 (1d100 + 0)

>>2178198
put the roll instructions in the options section in wrong I guess.

trying the roll again

waitin 10 more minutes before we go for the coin toss, unless something breaks the tie

>>2178200
>>2178202

Since Dark Heresy has an under-roll system and this is damned near zero, I'll back it instead, no need for a coin toss QM.

alright dice rolls boys and girls 2d100 vs 37, 20

remember also that you must wait for the check to be given before rolls are counted, but I'll take the first roll this time. You still have to give a per roll to see if you actually notice if something is there.

does someone else want to roll this time? or should I?

Rolled 68, 86 = 154 (2d100)

Rolled 49, 86 = 135 (2d100)

>>2178216

For the Prince!

well I am counting the 3 from before since I'm nice but you failed the perception roll. so writing.

>>2178222
>>2178223

> 86
> 86

Such is the nature of the Immaterium.

you stop for a bit and look at the hut, something is off here. Like really off, nothing this normal resides in the warp without something being exceptionally wrong.

you begin pacing around the hut to find out exactly why something like this is here, but your search turns up nothing of note. well aside from it being a normal hut which is all sorts of wrong here.

eventually your search ends as you find nothing of note but the feeling of wrongness does not end, something about this hut is not right you just don't know exactly what.

but the hooves are getting louder and you start hearing cruel laughing along with it, well maybe it's time to move.

>[1] enter the hut, sure it feels wrong but it's probably better than being out with whatever is coming.
>[2] do not enter the hut and wait for the things to show themselves, maybe Tericiam was joking.....
>[3] find some place to hide, you can continue the investigation after the threat has passed (Agx2)
>[4] write-in

>>2178231

>[1] enter the hut, sure it feels wrong but it's probably better than being out with whatever is coming.

I doubt Tericiam would've sent us into a death-trap, and I don't want to risk the hooves without a weapon in hand.

>>2178231
>>[1] enter the hut, sure it feels wrong but it's probably better than being out with whatever is coming.

entering the hut it is, writing.

You quickly grab the door handle on the hut and attempt to wrench it open. It does not budge. You try again and again but try as you might the door refuses to open.

the sound of hooves and jeers grows louder and louder as you struggle with all your strength to rip that fucking door open! you are not going to die here!

"fucking open you sack of shit!" you curse at the door and you pull again and again at it.

Finally the door creeks and opens, as you slip inside as you close the door you catch a glimpse of a heard of demons. seemingly horrible amalgamations of insectoid, reptilian, and humanoid stampede past the hut.

you see a demonette step into he clearing only to be viciously torn apart, the corpse thrown high into the air only to be impaled by several spears and let drop.

you finally close the door behind you after seeing the spectacle and you hear a deep rich voice behind you.

"whom'st enters thine great forge, only thou of worth may gaze upon mine masterworks. State thine name, pray I find thee worthy."

>[1] "my name is Xawn, if it is worthiness you ask for than you shall find none more worthy than I!"
>[2] turn around calmly and face the creature behind you, ask if he is the great smith Warglitus
>[3] say nothing and face the creature, he dare question your worthiness, THE AUDACITY OF THIS CREATURE!
>[4] write-in

>>2178260
>>[1] "my name is Xawn, if it is worthiness you ask for than you shall find none more worthy than I!"

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>>2178260
>>[2] turn around calmly and face the creature behind you, ask if he is the great smith Warglitus

alright 10 more minutes until coinflip, unless someone votes in that amount of time.

>>2178260
Close eyes. No peeking. "What makes one worthy?"

wait is that a write in?

>>2178314
Yes.

Rolled 3 (1d3)

alright, three way roll baby. 1 for >>2178270 2 for >>2178297 and 3 for >>2178313

may the warp hold you in its favor.

write-in got it, so I will be writing.

This will be the last post before 8pm pst as I must head out for now.

If we can continue at this rate we may actually make it out of the warp by the end of tonight.

you close your eyes and remain still, what ever is behind you is probably big, scary, and will kill you if you respond wrong.

"Creature, I ask again art thou worthy!?" the voice asks again this time slightly annoyed.

"What makes one worthy?" you ask, eyes closed as you attempt to discern exactly where the voice is behind you.

"Your actions make you worthy creature, what have you committed to glorify..... wait.... what is that on your neck?" the voice asks as you hear it approach you from behind. the smell of soot and smoke becomes almost suffocating but instead of being horrible it seems to mingle it a somewhat pleasant smell.

"A gift I received from another." you respond still not moving from your position.

"You received a stolen gift creature, return it to me immediately!" the voice becomes slightly enraged but remains at the volume it was before.

>[1] give the creature the medallion, it was his in the first place it seems.
>[2] attempt to haggle the medallion, if you return it than it must owe you something in return.
>[3] refuse to return it, you were given this to find the great smith Warglitus, it is your only lead to him.
>[4] write-in

>>2178334

>[2] attempt to haggle the medallion, if you return it than it must owe you something in return.

A nice middle ground.

>>2178334
>[2] attempt to haggle the medallion, if you return it than it must owe you something in return.
See you later.

>>2178334
>>[2] attempt to haggle the medallion, if you return it than it must owe you something in return.

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>>2178334
>>[2] attempt to haggle the medallion, if you return it than it must owe you something in return.

It doesn't have to be something material, a bit of hit time or a story will do. Making connections is important. If we are going to haggle instead of just handing it over then use it as a way to make a connection instead of pissing off the mighty giant of a weapon making daemon.

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2 seems to have won it so writing

also I'm back

>>2179004
Sweet.

you slowly turn around and remove the medallion from your neck, as you look at the creature behind you you realize it looks quite human, actually he looks exactly like a human man. just far more buff than normal.

He bore round spectacles, tinted a dark purple color obscureing his eyes, his hair a white color and long combed back with amazing percision. His beard was the same color of his hair, braided and held in place by ornate golden bands. the man's body had healthy rippling muscles covering it, it was almost mesmerizing.

"so will you return my stolen property?" the man asks holding his hand out.

"yes but first I would like something in return. as you see I nearly was killed returning this to you." you smile at the man holding the medallion close enough to tempt but far enough to keep out of range.

"very well young one fair is fair, what do you wish of me."

"simple a weapon and a few answers." you respond smileing

the man grunts and looks you over before retreating, you hear several bangs of a hammer on an anvil before he returns with three things in hand.

A large scythe, serrated and dangerous looking. twin daggers connected by a chain, quick and efficient. Finally a Rapier, elegant and beautiful.

"you may choose one" the man states.

>[1] take the scythe the pain it can inflict would glorify the prince, sure it was unwieldy but a being as perfect as yourself could make this work.
>[2] the daggers, you require speed and precision to end the foes of the prince. Your weapons must be suited for the job.
>[3] the Rapier, one must keep elegance when killing and you will enjoy using a weapon such as this.

>>2179024
>[3] the Rapier, one must keep elegance when killing and you will enjoy using a weapon such as this.

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>>2179024

>[1] take the scythe the pain it can inflict would glorify the prince, sure it was unwieldy but a being as perfect as yourself could make this work.

Polearm is best.

> Reach far beyond the daggers and rapier
> Usefull for tripping up our enemies by hooking their ankles
> Stylish as fuck when we're dancing around with it in battle
> Novelty, because 90% of quest protagonists wield swords and/or sorcery

Think about it.

gunna wait a few more minutes before going to the coin toss. if people are still lurking I suggest they throw a vote, it would help speed things up.

>>2179066

Cool shit QM, take all the time you need.

>>2179052

Also, scythe is best killing-tool.

>>2179071 was that a vote for scythe?

>>2179074

Yes, the edgier the weapon the better, we're a literal daemon

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If we're going range, can it be a halberd? It's a spear and axe in one. Plus penis hijnks.

alright scythe won this one, writing.

also remember this thing will be upgraded later so an option may be a polearm mode

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you confidently and without hesitation grab the scythe from the man "this shall be my weapon!" you announce to the room... empty as it may be still the point of it stands

"ah I see you wish to glorify the lord of excess with pain and fear, good. now the Medallion."

"yes, yes my good smith." you hand the Medallion over "now for the other part of the deal. Information."

the smith raises and eyebrow "very well I shall give you information on what you wish to know. To the best of my knowledge."

you rub your chin and lean on the scythe. what to ask this man. so many questions....

(choose 2)

>[1] where exactly in the warp are we. All I know is that we are in a forest of some kind in the prince's realm.
>[2] Ask the nearest place where you can test your new weapon. you wish to glorify the prince as best you can and this seems like a perfect way to do so.
>[3] ask if he knows any ways to get to the materium, the mortals make such good playthings.
>[4] does he know where you can get more fashionable clothing, a being as perfect as yourself must have the most perfect clothing after all.
>[5] ask him if he knows Tericiam, maybe drop the fact you got the medallion from it.
>[6] ask why he lives in a hut in the middle of the warp.
>[7] write-in

drawing with a touchpad is hard.... eventually I'll actually get drawing software and a bamboo to use.

>>2179104
>>[3] ask if he knows any ways to get to the materium, the mortals make such good playthings.
>[4] does he know where you can get more fashionable clothing, a being as perfect as yourself must have the most perfect clothing after all.
Being nude is awesome but the face of our defeated enemies when we reveal our dick is priceless.

>>2179104

>[3] ask if he knows any ways to get to the materium, the mortals make such good playthings.
>[4] does he know where you can get more fashionable clothing, a being as perfect as yourself must have the most perfect clothing after all.

What do we care for Tericiam's quarrel with the smith? And why should we care for Immaterial geopolitics if we don't plan to duel the Crimson Lord's Bloodletters anytime soon?

alright enough time has passed and we got the votes in, writing.

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You think through your options, really you have no wish to know the reason Tericiam had Warglitus's amulet. You also had no reason to go into the politics of the immaterium. The materium on the other hand interested you greatly.

"so my good smith, do you know where I may go to enter the materium?" you ask Warglitus a smug smirk adorning your face.

"ah yes, the materium, how many years has it been since I transcended that place and entered the land of the prince.... ah yes you want to know how to get there." the smith ponders the thought rubbing the medallion as he does so "I believe the fastest way would be to enter the formless wastes and wait for a passing ship to have it's Gellar fields fail for a moment. Alternatively you could attempt to get a psyker to summon you... or both really."

"is that the only way?" you asked a bit annoyed that you have to wait on chance to let you enter the materium

"well unless you join in on a black crusade or a realspace raid with a marine band, yes. You thought invading the materium would be easy?" the smith states tiling his head a bit causing the bands on his beard to jingle.

"maybe, onto another subject do you know where I may receive some proper clothing. It is a bit drafty." you gesture at your naked body.

"well unfortunately there are no seamstresses around these parts but," he walks a bit and pulls out a belt, loincloth, and some sort of ragged battle kilt "these should do for now."

you quickly pull them on and streach a bit. actually, though the cloth looked ragged, it was quite soft and did not hinder your movement at all. "thank you for the gift."

"do not thank me, I would have offered it even if you had not asked. Now I must ask you to leave, inspiration has struck and I must work."

you bow and leave the hut, now then where to go.

>[1] to the formless wastes, lets see if we can hijack a ride on a mortal vessel as it passes by.
>[2] explore the forest for a spell, maybe something interesting will turn up.
>[3] try to find some chaos marines, maybe they will take you to the materium with them.
>[4] find Tericiam and ask it why it sent you with stolen property to the smith.
>[5] write-in

>>2179143
>[2] explore the forest for a spell, maybe something interesting will turn up.
Let's explore this dimension for a bit longer before getting out.

>>2179143

>[2] explore the forest for a spell, maybe something interesting will turn up.

I'll back this anon, >>2179149 there'll be time to raid later, for now let's take advantage of the Prince's Paradise.

alright give me a 1d100 luck check. lets see what you find.

Rolled 70 (1d100)

eh I'll just roll it and start writing.

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>2179162

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2179162

you begin walking though the forest at a whim, you are here may as well enjoy it while you can.

you head in a random direction as you walk though the forest you hear the hooves again, you quickly head towards the sound. They killed that other Demonette so easily, they would be worthy pray to your scythe.

a few minutes later you peer into a clearing and see only two of them, interesting probably stragglers who did not keep up with the pack.

now then what shall we do.

>[1] lets give these two beasts a beautiful death, time to get chopping (wsx2)
>[2] sneak up and lets see if we can take them out one at a time, no need to risk ourselves to undue danger (ag, ws)
>[3] ignore them and leave, they are not worth your time and there is so much more to explore
>[4] leave and go to the formless wastes, you grow tired of this immaterium, time to give the mortals a reason to fear
>[5] write-in

Rolled 98, 94 = 192 (2d100)

>>2179181

>[1] lets give these two beasts a beautiful death, time to get chopping (wsx2)

Glory to Slaanesh!

>>2179181
>[1] lets give these two beasts a beautiful death, time to get chopping (wsx2)

>>2179188

> tfw this quest uses the under-roll system

Rolled 24, 10 = 34 (2d100)

>>2179190
We suppose roll now

well I'm supposed to give the dc but I'll take them for now it was 2d100 vs 30, 20 but you kinda passed so writing

you smiled and readied your scythe for battle, this will be fun. you carefully walk into the clearing and roar at the beasts "YOUR PAIN AND AGONY WILL FUEL SLAANESH!"

both beasts whirl around to face you, claws and tails at the ready but they were not fast enough.

like a lightning bolt you sprint at the demons spinning your scythe as you go. The first of the two rears up on it's hind legs, only to squeal in pain as you rip though it's underbelly.

Blood and organs rain around you, your body become adorned in the creature's blood as it falls to the side. the smaller of the two turns and runs from you, attempting to save itself from your weapon.

It was no use.

you swing your scythe and catch one of it's hind legs and tear it off, the creature falls down and begins flailing and screaming in pain.

it's suffering had only begun, you expertly being chopping it's limbs off in the most torturous way you can. You insure that it is just enough pain to to keep the beast awake. slowly and meticulously you begin to slice layers off the beast, eventually reducing it to a skinless sack of flesh.

It quivers and shakes in pain, it cries for death as it's agony reaching heights it had not even imagined.

and hour passes as you sit in front of it, poking it with the shaft of your scythe to keep it spasming for your enjoyment.

Eventually you grow bored of it's reactions and end the beast's suffering by vivisecting the beast and letting it die.

now that was fun but what now?

>[1] alright time to head to the materium. time to find out how much pain exactly can a mortal take
>[2] continue exploring, that was fun and informational. who knew those things could live without skin!
>[3] maybe we should give that face bastard a piece of our mind. we do seem to have the killing potential for it!
>[4] write-in

brb 20 min

>>2179206
>[1] alright time to head to the materium. time to find out how much pain exactly can a mortal take
Good warm-up

>>2179206

>[1] alright time to head to the materium. time to find out how much pain exactly can a mortal take

>>2179206
Take a trophy from our kill, OH! And some meat and bones!
We haven't had the pleasure of cooking OR eatting yet. Meat for cooking, bones for stock in soup or stew!


Let's have breakfast, and THEN

>>[1] alright time to head to the materium. time to find out how much pain exactly can a mortal take

back and writing. I'll only be on for two more posts then I need to ko for a bit.

You look at your two kills and smile, a trophy would be nice from your first two kills. So you rip a horn off each one of them, maybe later you can find someone to turn them into armor or a trinket but for now you simply stuff them into a bag made from the flayed flesh of the first of the two beasts.

you wander off in the direction your senses tell you the formless wastes resides.

as you exit the forest you are met with a wall of... something... really just warp stuff with no direction too it yet going in all directions.

you enter the wastes and float in the chaotic energies. as you float you see several vessels pass by, the warp being held back by an invisible field of materium.

you try your luck with a few of them only to be pushed back into the wastes. you grow annoyed at this and finally spot a large Vessel cruising by. you approach the field around it and begin viciously attacking it.

suddenly you feel a pull. you start being sucked though the field but it is not strong enough, the field beings forcing you back into the immaterium.

You strain and push, using your force of will alone to get though, guided by the invisible pull into the ship.

Suddenly a flash of energy rips you violently into the ship and the world grows dark.

you are kneeling with one knee, your scythe is in your right hand and sounds of whispers echo around you.

you open your eyes and take the first breath of materium air. you look around and see twenty men and women cloaked in robes bearing the signs of chaos.

as you scan the room you realize you are in the middle of a ritual circle, with blasted human bits all around you. actually the walls are kinda coated with the stuff. not a pretty entrance it seems.

a single robed woman approaches you "My lord, welcome to the materium. we have summoned one such as you to unleash our vengeance upon the imperial dogs in this vessel. Please will you grant us your strength?"

>[1] get up and get the full read out on what the hell is going on here. First twenty seconds in the materium and you already have mortals asking for your strength.
>[2] smile and simply state "if I am here is my agreement not obvious?"
>[3] get up and grab the woman, you wish to taste of her lips and know of her body. the materium must have sensations you have yet to know of.
>[4] ask them if they can summon another to assist you, one demon versus an entire ship is not exactly the best odds.
>[5] write-in

>>2179238

>[3] get up and grab the woman, you wish to taste of her lips and know of her body. the materium must have sensations you have yet to know of.

We're a Slaaneshi Daemon, first things first.

>>2179238
>[2] smile and simply state "if I am here is my agreement not obvious?"
Then
>[3] get up and grab the woman, you wish to taste of her lips and know of her body. the materium must have sensations you have yet to know of.

giving it 10 more minutes before the flip begins, unless some one votes or changes their vote.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

Alright boys and girls 1 for >>2179243 and 2 for >>2179250

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alright no line just straight to the point, begin the NSFW!

without saying a word you rise to your feat and grab the woman's arm with your claw, gently not to cause pain but strong enough to keep her from retreating.

before she can utter a word your lips come in contact with her own, you both fall into a deep embrace as your saliva acts as an aphrodisiac to the woman.

your other hand reaches beneath her robe and into her pants. as you reach in you find her labia and begin massaging her clitoris. her breath becomes more and more ragged and her knees buckle as more and more liquid seeps past your hand, staining her pants and leaking onto the floor.

you release the woman's arm and will your claw into a human hand, though the chitinous shell remains on the outer part of the hand the palm and inner part remains only covered by soft supple skin.

you begin massaging the woman's breast with this hand as she falls to her knees in ecstasy from your caressing.

suddenly you angle your fingers upward with your hand into her vagina and being trusting violently into her. her eyes go wide and her body beings convulsing before you feel a blast of liquid shoot past your hand and the woman's eyes roll up as she passes out from the pleasure.

"well then that was fun." you mutter under your breath as you pull away from the unconscious woman.

several of the female cultists have backed away from you and several male cultists now have bulges in their pants from the display.

>[1] address the cultists you are now their leader and they will respect you as such, now then let us paint this ship red.
>[2] look at the cultists and ask them if they can summon another demon, the more the merrier as they say.
>[3] ask the cultists if they would like to join in on the fun, the blessings of Slaanesh are for all to enjoy
>[4] write-in

>>2179273

>[1] address the cultists you are now their leader and they will respect you as such, now then let us paint this ship red.

Now then, to business.

alright pausing for now, I need rest and I dont want to keep you guys up too late. We start again at 9am pst and will be running as long as I can though the day. hope to see you all then!

throw votes in while I am gone and I will count them all up for the next post. even if you cant make it tomorrow you can still have a hand in where the quest goes.

>>2179273
>1] address the cultists you are now their leader and they will respect you as such, now then let us paint this ship red.
>>2179277
Thank you for running and good night.

Alright we back and we live. writing

turning away from the unconscious cultist you address the rest of the room. "MEN, WOMEN, AND THOSE OF QUESTIONABLE GENDERS MY NAME IS XAWN!" you roar out smiling as everyone in the room flinches a bit.

you wait a few seconds for dramatic effect "I am now your leader, god, or what ever want to call me just understand you will follow my orders."

the cultists nod, though some of them hesitate but only for a brief moment.

you sense two mortals beginning to walk closer and closer to the door to the room you are all in, good a demonstration.

"now I have only three rules that you must follow. First rule: Never surrender to anyone." as you say this you kick your scythe up causing it to spin in the air before you catch it with a flourish.

"Second rule: Do not question my orders." the two unfortunate souls were almost at the door, you smile in anticipation.

"Finally third rule: have fun." as you state this you spin around ripping the door open.

the two people behind the door were dressed in the uniform of storm troopers, unfortunately their armor was not strong enough too stop your scythe.

The first one was killed instantly as he was torn in half by your assault. he was the lucky one really. you grab the other stormtrooper and wrench him into the room right into the middle of the summoning circle.

"Have at him." you gesture at the now prone soldier.

the cultists do not hesitate to being tearing into he man, his screams begin reaching a higher and higher pitch over the course of a minute before he dies from the agony. Slaanesh would be pleased.

"now you see what following me rewards you, do you all swear your loyalty to me?" you ask after watching the vicious display.

none of the cultists hesitate this time to fall to knee, damn you could get used to this.

>[1] now that the pecking order is done, kill time. lets get this murder party done right (wsx3, tgh)
>[2] get the cultists to summon another demon, sure you do like being big dick daddy but all honesty you are going to need some reinforcements to take this entire ship.
>[3] alright though you would love to just make this ship a blood bath you think that manipulating the crew itself to tear itself apart would be more fun. (felx3, int)
>[4] write-in

>>2179588
>[2] get the cultists to summon another demon, sure you do like being big dick daddy but all honesty you are going to need some reinforcements to take this entire ship.
One demon can only do so much.

I will be here essentially all day so take your time if you are on the fence about what option to choose.

>>2179588

>[2] get the cultists to summon another demon, sure you do like being big dick daddy but all honesty you are going to need some reinforcements to take this entire ship.

As potent as our scythe is, we can hardly afford to take too many risks with our first worldly raid.

vote has been cast, decisions have been made. The summoning commences! just making a few rolls on which demon you get exactly. writing.

>>2179632

Let's hope for a Nurglite, otherwise we'll have a helluva time overcoming the Corpse Worshiper's numbers.

>>2179636
>wanting puss and decay to ruin our fun
Plus, Chaos gods and their demons do not work together because this will help their enemies grow stronger.

You crack your neck before weighing your options you could probably do quite a bit of damage alone to this ship considering you are a demon but your chances of success were quite low. There was a certain fun in beating the odds but you would rather your first Materium invasion to be successful.

"you," you point at a cultist you identify as a psyker "Summon another demon for us."

"m-m-my lord?" the cultist stammers eyes going wide "A-are you sure that is necessary?"

"Do not question me mortal, or shall I use you as my next plaything!" you retort back with the threat, your eyebrow twitches with annoyance. were all mortals this spineless?

the cultist nods shivering as he does so. he then directs the other cultist to set up the circle again. they begin chanting the spell as the psyker grabs the dead guardsman and throws him into the middle of the circle.

He raises a dagger from his robe and roars out "BY THE POWER OF CHAOS, BY THE POWER OF WILL. I CALL UPON THEE, I COMMAND THEE MAKE THINE SELF KNOWN! I EVOKE THE ANCIENT PROMISE I SHALL GIVE THEE FORM AND THOU SHALT GIVE ME VICTORY!"

He stabs the dagger into the corpse as the chaotic warp energy becomes visible, you can see the body begin writhing as the energy is forced though it.

Suddenly the body begins to bloat and turn green. puss and bile begins to seep from the open wounds and the cultist backs off, quickly.

Finally the body explodes and standing where the rotting body used to be was a creature in a heavy rotting robe, it's gender was indecipherable under the cloth but the smell was so horrid you would rather not know what was under there

it speaks out with an oddly clear and happy voice, though still you could not tell if male or female, "You called and I came. so how may I be of service to you?"

>[1] alright, before we begin I am the chief big dick daddy here. understand that and lets get on to killing! (ws2)
>[2] and per say who or what are you? sorry if I cant tell from just looking but I'd rather not get too close
>[3] look at the cultist and ask why he did not summon another of your kind, you hate sharing with demons of other gods.
>[4] write-in

(>>2179636 I don't know how but you called it)

>>2179654

>[2] and per say who or what are you? sorry if I cant tell from just looking but I'd rather not get too close

Niiice, I'm assuming that, as a Slaaneshi daemon, we're immune to most mortal std's?

>>2179654
>[2]
Then
>[1]
Because fuck Nurgle.

>>2179654
>[2]
Then
>[1]

alright combo wins it, give me a roll of 2d100 vs 33, 23

Rolled 70, 57 = 127 (2d100)

>>2179675
Rollin

Rolled 32, 100 = 132 (2d100)

>>2179675

Damn, these rolls are pretty difficult, but then again, you're using the best of three system, right?

Rolled 1, 87 = 88 (2d100)

>>2179675

>>2179679

Damn, looks like we're going to be dueling a Nurglite. Sorry guys.

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>>2179684 you just save so much ass with that 1, alright writing.

Also it's the best of them so you good.

"so, who or what exactly are you?" you asked the robed being standing in the circle. you notice the bits of flesh still around her boil and rot away.

"ah yes, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Taldia." the being removes it's hood revealing a rather feminine face. her hair a grayish green color and stretches down to her feet, you wonder how it was held in that hood. her skin bearing a much more vibrant and green color, standing out against her dull hair. A singular horn stands out on her forehead though it seems to have been cut short by some unknown incident. you also note she only has one remaining eye, specifically the right eye while the left eye lid was sewn shut. she does a curtsy "A pleasure to meet another of my kind in the materium. May I ask of your name?"

"My name is Xawn, but you may call me Big Dick Daddy."

"I think I'll stick with Xawn, if you don't take offense." she states smiling at you "So Xawn since you were the first here what is your plan?"

"is it not obvious, lets make this entire ship our bitch." you spin your scythe behind you and march out of the room "Follow me and let us paint this ship red."

the cultists cheer and follow you as you charge though the halls, you take a sudden left and slam into a large room. the mess hall by the looks of it with twenty mortals getting food, only about 7 of them were armed.

Quick as only a demon of Slaanesh can be you being the slaughter. the first three guardsmen fall quickly to your blade, their agonized screams fueling your assault.

the armed mortals begin opening fire but you dodge though the hail of laz shots and rip three of them open before they can react. the other four pull their guns up only to suddenly begin choking and collapsing in pain.

their skin turns green and their bodies bloat with virulent diseases. it was Taldia doing her work, you notice it only took getting a little of her puss on them to cause this effect upon their bodies. well at least they died in agony.

"oy no kill stealing!" you yell at the other demon.

"I thought you only cared if they died in agony." she responds her face still in that happy expression from before "also do take care to keep the bodies in good condition please. I really wish to use them later."

as you are distracted by the other demon a guardsman who was not quite dead takes one last shot at you hitting your side (-2 wounds) but the angry flashlight only left a small burn that already started healing.

now then how will we go from here.

(that 1 nullified a lot of shit that was going to go wrong)

>[1] alright have your demon friend infect the corpses and use them to infect other parts of the ship. simple and efficient (Talida wp)
>[2] we go for the command deck, take control of the ship first. we can worry about the rest of the crew once that is done. (intx2)
>[3] lets find the captain, you believe you can convince him to join your cause, or at least die in agony for you (int, per)
>[4] write-in

>>2179708

>[3] lets find the captain, you believe you can convince him to join your cause, or at least die in agony for you (int, per)

Let's get this Chaos Incursion on the road!

>>2179708
>[2] we go for the command deck, take control of the ship first. we can worry about the rest of the crew once that is done. (intx2)

brb 20 min break just because I need some food.

I'll count the votes when I get back.

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>>2179708

Braise Gaos! :D :D

>>2179708
>>2179745
>[2] we go for the command deck, take control of the ship first. we can worry about the rest of the crew once that is done. (intx2)

Fug de Imberials an braise Zlanesh! :D :D :D

alright back give me a 2d100 vs 37, 24

Rolled 68, 12 = 80 (2d100)

>>2179771

Rolled 80, 7 = 87 (2d100)

>>2179771

Hail Chaos!

what is with us and the 80's today.

but we got a pass and a fail, writing.

>>2179708
>[1] alright have your demon friend infect the corpses and use them to infect other parts of the ship. simple and efficient (Talida wp)

>>[2] we go for the command deck, take control of the ship first. we can worry about the rest of the crew once that is done. (intx2)

Tilda might be a smart cookie. Lets ask them if they have any ideas on how to make the ship ours faster.

For instance if we make a detour to the life supports systems for a section of the ship could she contaminate in such a way as to give the Corpse God worshipping crew problems to deal with then just us and are merry little band?

If they are dealing with a bunch of zombies, and outbreak of plague, or maybe something like rabies in one area of the ship, then that can make seizing control easier.

Also turn to one of the cultists "Hey. Where's this party buss headed anyway?"

It would be good to know where the ship is headed so we know if we need to change course, go hogwild on the destination, or carefully ruse our way into spreading chaos on some unsuspecting world or space station that could be dangerous doesn't have it's act together enough to catch us if we are careful or quick.

Rolled 71, 32 + 0 = 103 (2d100 + 0)

>>2179771

you look around the room to see your cultists subduing the unarmed crew in the mess hall that were still alive. "alright boys and girls lets bring this party to the command deck, we can't have a real party until we got music right?"

the plague bearer giggles a bit, "I hear music is good for plants. Though do we know where the command deck is?"

"NO IDEA!" you shout leaving the room. as you leave you see some markings on the wall, arrow and command deck written in low gothic pointing down the hall.

You decide to go the opposite direction. really why would they put directions in the halls if supposedly the people on the command deck knew the ship inside and out. also this looks way too new to have been part of the original design.

as you continue down the hall you have minimal resistance, your cultists doing most of the work using makeshift weapons to bring whoever impedes your way an agonizing death.

Also the constant smell of the demon next to you probably incapacitated those with a weaker constitution.

Finally you reach the door to the command deck, well guess your logic was correct the scribbles were probably was meant to lead you into a trap, the keypad remains active but you don't know the code. "so anyone know how to open this door?" you ask the cultists

"Nay my lord." the head cultist replies shaking his head "we have never been in this place before."

you sigh and attempt to fire in a few random codes, nothing works. you try again and again to get though the door with random codes until the door locks itself from too many wrong answers. "shit"

>[1] just break the door down, fuck it we like big entrances (ws, str)
>[2] attempt to contact the machine spirit inside the console, you are sure you can reason with it and get it to open for you. (wp, fel)
>[3] have your plague barer melt the door, really easiest option though it annoys you that another demon is more useful than you in this situation
>[4] write-in

>>2179825
>>2179827
You're way too late, Anon.

>>2179828
>[2] attempt to contact the machine spirit inside the console, you are sure you can reason with it and get it to open for you. (wp, fel)
Seduce it

>>2179828
>>[2] attempt to contact the machine spirit inside the console, you are sure you can reason with it and get it to open for you. (wp, fel)

Sure. A new kind of spirit to talk to an corrupt.

alright give me a 2d100 vs 28, 45

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Rolled 20, 61 = 81 (2d100)

>>2179837

Rolled 55, 31 = 86 (2d100)

>>2179837

Alright success writing.

you reach out and touch the console and let your mind invade it, suddenly you hear a voice "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!"

you realize this is the machine spirit "oh pleasure to meet you, my name is Xawn."

"DO YOU THINK I GIVE A FUCK WHO YOU ARE!"

"no but I have an offer for you, open the door and you will be rewarded. What would you desire?"

"why do you think I would open this door for a damned demon." the spirit retorts "I have everything I could want."

"really?" you asked feigning surprise

"yes." it responds bluntly

welp you decide the time for making deals is over, time to use threats "Alright machine spirit how about I make you another deal. Open the door or I will have my friend rot your circuits out slowly then open the door anyways."

"you wouldn't." the spirit responds the fear was palpable now, even machine spirits feared death it seems.

"oh I'm dead serious, so open the door in four seconds or you die and we open the door anyways." you cut connection and begin counting down.

right as you say four the doors open revealing thirty armed stormtroopers and one man standing behind them "WELCOME DEMONS AND CULTISTS TO THE INQUISITIONAL PARTY! I HOPE YOU STAY THE ENTERTAINMENT WILL BE KILLER!" the man roars as the stormtroopers open fire upon you and your followers.

>[1] DODGE (agx2)
>[2] endure it and charge, its not a party until you are in the fray! (tgh, wsx2)
>[3] roar at Taldia to stop them, maybe she has something up her sleeves to protect us (Taldia wp, Taldia ag)
>[4] write-in

>>2179876
>[1] DODGE (agx2)

>>2179876

>[1] DODGE (agx2)

We aren't a Khornate brute, and whatever Taldia has up her sleeve, she'll use for herself. As much as it pains me, cultists are a dime-a-dozen and we'll have no trouble replacing those unlucky enough to be turned into char-grilled hamburger meat. If I'm correct, our "first" is still lying unconscious in the summoning room, and we have no in-character reason to care about the rest.

alright we dodging 2d100 vs 25, 47

>>2179876
the next time we give a machine spirit an ultimatum, we need to remember they act and think much faster than mortals after we server the connection. With 4 seconds we gave it ample time to send as many messages as it wished to whomever it could contact.

Rolled 88, 97 = 185 (2d100)

>>2179915

The Pompous Prince's Painful Pleasures be upon them!

>>2179932

...

I shouldn't have mocked Slaanesh, pls forgive me.

Rolled 51, 68 = 119 (2d100)

>>2179915
>DOOOOOOOODGE

Rolled 38, 38 + 0 = 76 (2d100 + 0)

dice+2d100+0

Rolled 68, 81 = 149 (2d100)

>>2179915

I hope we don't have to do another stint in the Warp, but if we do, I won't lose any sleep over it.

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>>2179937
>>2179915

>>2179937

BEHOLD, OUR PROTAGONIST'S SYMMETRICALLY POSSIBLE SAVIOR!

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oh boy this gunna hurt...

>>2179937
>>2179946

Well prolapse my anus with a spool of rusty barbwire, that sucks.

you are fast but you definitely are not fast enough on this one, as you attempt to dodge the laz shots rip though you painfully (-9 wounds) you roar in pain as you finally get out of the way of the barrage.

most of your cultists are not as lucky, out of the 14 that followed you only 4 remain alive after that.

The plague bearer on the other hand looked relatively unharmed, sure she had a few holes in her robe but she was doing better than you.

"you alright?" she asks a worried expression covers her face.

"NO!" you shout back gripping a hole in your side, this was not enough to kill you but you defiantly were hurting, you doubt you can take too much more damage.

the inquisitor on the other hand was having a field day "OH IS THE BIG BAD DEMON HURTING?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE TOUGH TO KILL!"

you mutter some curses under your breath and focus on healing, the wounds you took earlier in the mess hall have healed (+2 wounds) but you still were in serious trouble.

>[1] you ain't a bitch, charge in and take their heads, they dont get to insult you while you are still around to get to chopping (agx2, ws)
>[2] tell your demonic friend to unleash her full arsenal on them, they are but bags of flesh and plagues are probably going to have quite the effect (Taldia wp, Taldia ag)
>[3] call a retreat, you are at a disadvantage here so lets go back and "recruit" some of the crew to our cause (wp)
>[4] write-in

if you had failed the second one you would have taken 17.

>>2179967

>[1] you ain't a bitch, charge in and take their heads, they dont get to insult you while you are still around to get to chopping (agx2, ws)

No-one insults a newborn Slaaneshi daemon's pride, not even thirty armed stormtroopers and an immature discount Inquisitor! We shall slay them in His/Her/Xir's name!

>>2179967
>>[2] tell your demonic friend to unleash her full arsenal on them, they are but bags of flesh and plagues are probably going to have quite the effect (Taldia wp, Taldia ag)

Tag Team Time!

>>2179967

>[2] tell your demonic friend to unleash her full arsenal on them, they are but bags of flesh and plagues are probably going to have quite the effect (Taldia wp, Taldia ag)

Like anon said earlier, we can't afford to take too many risks on our first material raid.

waiting a few more minutes for votes, then if none come in coin toss it is.

>>2179967
Write in

>say something to really throw off the inquisitors happy little followers.

Having them mentally disjointed or distracted will make it even harder to resist Tilda's virulent attack.

Then

>[2] have the other mighty daemon ruin their day.

nevermind the vote is in give me a 2d100 vs 67, 18

Rolled 23, 55 + 0 = 78 (2d100 + 0)

>>2180035
>18
>dice+2d100+0
Blin.

>>2180035
can we (meaning Xawn) do something to help their attack?

never said a demon of nurgle was agile

Rolled 11, 52 = 63 (2d100)

>>2180035

LET ANARCHY REIGN!

we got one least roll, remember the best rolls are chosen for the result

Rolled 56, 57 = 113 (2d100)

>>2180035

well our demon friend takes a few hits but hay she got the job done. demons of nurgle are tanky.

You look at Taldia, "you up for rotting the shit out of those bastards?" you ask raising an eyebrow.

she responds by creating twin fleshy orbs in her hands filled with a bubbling liquid "they will sing the plague father's praises soon enough."

she steps out in front of the door and chucks both orbs into the room, as she does this several laz shots tear though her robe and she hisses in pain.

the orbs explode when they hit the ground, almost immediately you hear choking and vomiting. actually from the smell you were almost there but thankfully you were made of sterner stuff.

Taldia quickly pulls herself back into cover, black blood seeps from he robe and she winces. "they hit a soft spot. dont worry about me I can survive much worse."

you nod, now then since the room is filled with noxious gas and the enemy is in disarray what now.

>[1] now is the time to strike, kill them all and let the gods sort them out (Wsx3)
>[2] force the door closed and wait a bit, let the plagues take full effect before we engage. (wp, fel)
>[3] spit some insults in there at the inquisitor, how does he like being on the receiving end this time. (fel)
>[4] write-in

>>2180096

>[3] spit some insults in there at the inquisitor, how does he like being on the receiving end this time. (fel)

And next,

>[1] now is the time to strike, kill them all and let the gods sort them out (Wsx3)

Anything else wouldn't befit a proper Scion of Slaanesh.

>>2180096
>[1] now is the time to strike, kill them all and let the gods sort them out (Wsx3

few more minutes until the coin flip, unless more votes come in.

>>2180102
Supporting.

alright give me a 3d100 vs 50, 35, 42, 27

Rolled 34, 72, 59 = 165 (3d100)

>>2180119

Sure you don't want a 4d100 Soup?

Rolled 48, 78, 76, 10 = 212 (4d100)

>>2180119
Assuming you meant 4d100

>>2180102
>>[3] spit some insults in there at the inquisitor, how does he like being on the receiving end this time. (fel)
>And next,
>>[1] now is the time to strike, kill them all and let the gods sort them out (Wsx3)
>Anything else wouldn't befit a proper Scion of Slaanesh.

>>2180096

Rolled 77, 73, 75, 7 + 0 = 232 (4d100 + 0)

>>2180119
dice+4d100+0

>>2180123
>>2180127

Damnation, how can our luck be so consistently terrible? At this rate, it'll be eons before we get our hands on an Eldar concubine!

well 2 good 2 bad, remember you are spending all your bad luck here. I just waiting for the time where you roll all 1s and I have to write 4 paragraphs of how badass you were.

>>2180133
a lot of dark heresy and black crusade is doing prep to stack the odds as much as possible. Since your chances of succeeding in most things without some weighty modifiers are not that good.

You smile and pull your scythe up, several of your wounds had sealed up (+3 wounds) while you were waiting. thank you demon regeneration, if you ever meet Slaanesh you must thank him/her/xir but right now time to kill.

"OH IS THE BIG BAD INQUISITOR HAVING A BIT OF TROUBLE WITH THE COLD? I THOUGHT YOUR CORPSE EMPEROR PROTECTED YOU!" you charge into the noxious cloud

unfortunately you mistake how thick the cloud is, and miss several attacks on those humans.

on your third attempt you feel the blade strike true and you press in ripping into the target with a glee only a demon of slaanesh can bring.

the cloud clears and only three guardsmen remain standing, the rest remain on the ground twitching and moaning.

you look at who you hit, it was the inquisitor, his eyes bulge out of his head "D-damn you monsters, mankind will never bow to...you..." he expires impaled on your blade.

you look at the remaining stormtroopers, the only ones will gas masks and fully sealed armor.

you note one of them is visibly shaking while the others ready their laz guns

>[1] tell the men to stand down, they have no chance here and you are offering them a way out (felx2)
>[2] slaughter them, never leave a job half done. (wsx3)
>[3] tell them to run, and scare them into doing it with some warp energy. Fear is an emotion that should herald your arrival. also they probably will run to the captain of the ship. (fel, wp)
>[4] write-in

>>2180141
>>2180143

True, true, no-one said heresy'd be easy. Chance is an integral part of Chaos, after all.

>>2180163
>Tell them to stand down and attempt to convince shakes to come over to the dark gods.

>>2180163
>>[1] tell the men to stand down, they have no chance here and you are offering them a way out (felx2)

>>[4]
Even if they don't listen, we can captivatethem long enough for Tilda to grab them. She said she wanted strong bodies right?

Stormtroopers are not a bad start, and Tilda DID just enable us to kill a member of the holy imperial inquisition.

I'll be back in about an hour, I really need to get food. I'll count up all the votes when I get back.

>>2180163
>[1] tell the men to stand down, they have no chance here and you are offering them a way out (felx2)

>>2180197
Take care of yourself Soup.

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>>2180163
>[1]
and if they don't comply
>[2]

alright I'm back, and it seems 1 has won, give me a 2d100 vs 47, 23

Rolled 65, 19 = 84 (2d100)

>>2180317

I would say I hope this works, but we're no Tzeentchian.

Rolled 1, 80 = 81 (2d100)

>>2180317

natural 1 ding ding ding, auto success. writing.

Rolled 25, 69 + 0 = 94 (2d100 + 0)

>>2180337

Fuck I wish I could shake your hand. Good job anon.

you pull the scythe out of the new expired inquisitor and face the three standing guardsmen "Alright I'm going to give you a once in a lifetime offer, if you agree you may experience the greatest pleasure imaginable. or if you prefer you will become effectively immortal." you gesture at Taldia.

the guardsman shaking drops his lazgun and falls to his knees in supplication. the other two stand firm for now.

"I will not give this offer again, the alternative will be you become my personal stress ball for the rest of eternity. Trust me I grow stressed quite quickly and I see potential in you to truly achieve greatness."

the first guardsman speaks "Why would you offer this to us, we just tried to kill you!"

you laugh a bit "That is exactly the reason why, you are strong and the imperium holds you back. I offer you a chance at true freedom, true power, and true pleasure. your god emperor is simply a corpse on a throne my god ripped a hole in the fabric of reality, who do you think is stronger?"

you pose the question at the two remaining guardsmen, the first one pulls his lazgun up at you "Never I will remain true to the go..." his sentence is cut short as the other guardsman shoots him in the head before taking a knee

"I am yours my lord. let us do great work together." he states, his voice not wavering in the slightest.

"Good, your display of loyalty is noted and will be rewarded." you walk up to the man and place your hand on his forehead. as you do this you send the power of the warp into his body infusing him with power and permanently branding him with the mark of Slaanesh "I grant you the mark of Slaanesh, bear it with pride."

Taldia on the other hand had already gotten to work with the coward, even with his thrashing the plagues had already begun spreading though is body. His screams quickly turned into laughs as Nurgle's corruption took hold in his body.

all in all quite a profitable expenditure.

>[1] now we find the captain, lets give him an offer to work for us. (Per, fel)
>[2] lets kill the captain, he probably is loyal to the imperium and all honesty probably wont betray them as easily as these guardsmen did (per, wsx2)
>[3] question your new recruits, how many more men are there and where would be the easiest place to spread your corruption.
>[4] write-in

>>2180366
>[3] question your new recruits, how many more men are there and where would be the easiest place to spread your corruption.

>>2180366
>>[3] question your new recruits, how many more men are there and where would be the easiest place to spread your corruption.

We almost died rushing in without any intel. lets try to get some idea what we are doing before we try to kill the king of this mobile continent.(or city-state depending on how big it is)

>>2180366

>[3] question your new recruits, how many more men are there and where would be the easiest place to spread your corruption.

We are not Khornate, strategy is key.

alright questioning time, writing.

You think to yourself that running in would be fun but you remember you are not Khornate, you are a demon of the prince of pleasure. "Alright my new disciple I must ask how many more guardsmen are there on this ship?"

the man looks up at you, the brand glowing purple. the whites of his eyes had gone black and the pupils had gone white. "my lord there are an additional four hundred guardsmen aside from us. they are not storm troopers and they have no knowledge of chaos."

"that may be a problem, how loyal is the captain to the Corpse emperor?" you ask thinking about the odds of survival

"he would rather blow up the entire ship with everyone in it before bowing to chaos." the man responds

well that is not good at all, actually that is really fucking bad. you are glad you asked before trying to convert the man, saved you a headache.

"Where would my message spread the easiest in this ship." you ask your final question to the man now rubbing your temples

"The slave pens my lord, they outnumber the guardsmen one hundred to one, if you could start a riot the ship would quickly fall to chaos."

"how have they held control?" you ask, seriously 100 to 1 is rather bad odds for the guardsmen.

"it is all they have ever known, therefore they believe it is normal. If you can kindle their wrath but a little than I believe they would rise up as our army." the guardsman replies smileing "I also know how to get into the armory if you wish to arm the slaves."

>[1] alright time to start a riot, to the slave pens immediately! (felx2, int)
>[2] lets see if we cant slow the guardsmen a bit before the riot by spreading some infection though the ventalation, Taldia your turn to shine again (Taldia intx2, Taldia wp)
>[3] hit the armory, best to disarm the enemy and arm ourselves in the process (per, wsx2)
>[4] write-in

>>2180402
>[3] hit the armory, best to disarm the enemy and arm ourselves in the process (per, wsx2)

>>2180402
>>[2] lets see if we cant slow the guardsmen a bit before the riot by spreading some infection though the ventalation, Taldia your turn to shine again (Taldia intx2, Taldia wp)
>>[3] hit the armory, best to disarm the enemy and arm ourselves in the process (per, wsx2)

Ask tilda and our new stormtrooper if they think it would be better to start the infection before we hit the armory or after.

>>2180423
>>2180402
fuck I hit send too soon.

if possible please add

>[4] write-in ask who the inquisitor's friends and enemies were on the ship, and if he was here with or without the captain's knowledge.

I'll wait for a few more minutes before I call a toss up.

>>2180423
>>2180426

I'll back this, let's be sure to ask that she spread something that won't overly interfere with the mortals sensory or cognitive abilities, or exterior appearance. It would be terrible if she deprived the soon to be freed from their shackles to be enslaved by one worthy of mastery, that is of the innumerable pleasures of the Decadent Despot of Delights!

This dependence on Tildia won't end well.

alright big roll time 6d100 vs 33, 37, 64, 30, 44, 37

>>2180449
we should think on what OUR skills and potential are so that those we work with are loathe to do without us.

Also working out our strengths and weaknesses (that second one is going to be hard) will make us a better daemon and spawn of slaanesh.

Rolled 63, 29, 6, 9, 16, 46 + 0 = 169 (6d100 + 0)

>>2180453

Rolled 67, 35, 29, 89, 81, 47 = 348 (6d100)

>>2180453

alright 4 success and 2 fails, writing.

you begin questioning the man again "who are the inquisitor's friends and enemies on the ship"

"the inquisitor was great friends with the captain, he join in on this voyage on the captain's personal request." the man responds.

"how long until you think the captain knows the inquisitor is dead?" you ask, this knowledge could be vital

"they were to have a meeting tomorrow for dinner, if you wish we could set up an ambush at that time." the man pull himself up from his kneeling position and pulls his laz rifle up.

"I'll keep that option in mind. now then Tildia I want you to spread some diseases though the ventilation. I want them to be of the weaker variety to not tip the crew off that something is off." you state looking at your demonic companion

"as you wish...... I'll whip something up that mimics the effects of food poisoning. reaction time should be about an hour or two." she responds pulling out a flask. a vein on her arm bulges and contorts as foul liquid courses though it, eventually a pustule on her arm erupts spraying the liquid into the flask "If you excuse me I'll be going with my new friend to find the perfect place to use this. I'll meet you at the slave pens later." she states smiling before leaving.

you spin your scythe a bit before deciding you are going to sabotage those guardsmen before the fight even begins.

"we are going to the armory, their weapons and armor will be claimed in our name." you announce to the remaining cultists

"yes my lord" the guardsman responds saluting.

"before we go what is your name?" you ask the guardsman

"Valkius" he responds.

you leave the command deck and head to the armory. a few minutes later the air becomes a little foul, crap you told her to be subtle. oh well you just hope they think someone made a small mistake with the air recycling or something.

as you reach the armory Valkius stops you "my lord a moment please, allow me to approach first then engage. we do not want to alert them."

you nod at him as he puts on his gasmask and helm to hide the obvious marks of chaos and approaches. he and the guardsmen talk for a bit before he signals you to attack.

like lightning you strike ripping the first guardsman in half and spin to hit the other. this one was lucky though as he launches himself backwards and rolls.

the one you missed scurries down the hall out of your range and disappears behind a corner. not good.

>[1] alright grab the weapons and go, we are speeding up this plan before they can respond! (agx2, felx2)
>[2] send the Valkius after the guardsman, a guard to the inquisitor will not be quesiton when he denouces that random guardsman as a "heretic"
>[3] change of plan, arm who you have and go for the captain now, you will kill or corrupt him before he can respond to your assault (ag, wsx3)
>[4] the plan remains: we grab the gear, meet up with our demonic friend and go cause a riot. (wpx2)
>[5] write-in

>>2180505

>[2] send the Valkius after the guardsman, a guard to the inquisitor will not be quesiton when he denouces that random guardsman as a "heretic"

Easy peasy, and probably zombies in the human cargo hold.

brb need to take a small 30 min break to recharge to continue writing. Ill count the votes when I get back.

>>2180505
>[4] the plan remains: we grab the gear, meet up with our demonic friend and go cause a riot. (wpx2)

>>2180505

>>[2] send the Valkius after the guardsman, a guard to the inquisitor will not be quesiton when he denouces that random guardsman as a "heretic"

are we able to curse the armory before we leave? set it up so that when they loyalists come in they are overcome with greed or the desire to protect what is inside.

"Ramirez! What's taking so long, we need is our gear! These heretics won't kindly wait for us to kill them."

"NO ONE MAY ENTER AND TAKE THE SACRED TREASURES OF THIS ROOM!"

"Sir he's locked himself in."

"Dammit!"

>>2180541
by this i mean AFTER we've taken what we want, curse the room to act as a trap for the enemy.

They will try to take the room back from their cursed comrade only to realize we've taken what we can and possibly sabotaged or locked up and changed the codes on the rest so they wasted valuable time doing nothing useful.

>>2180541
This
Also good to see you're back soup!
you better not kill Simun off in this quest you fuck

alright 2 won and since we are trying to curse the armory we gunna need a wp roll 1d100 vs 17

also >>2180546 good to see you again.... well um... how do I break this too you

>>2180579

SLAANESH EJACULATES UPON THEE LOWLY DICE ROLL!

waiting on that roll though....

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>2180585

...

NEVER-MIND MY INCOMPETENCE, SLAANESH PREVAILS!

we got 2 more rolls for this, if we want to succeed

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>2180579

SOUP YOU ABSOLUTE CUNT ITS ONLY 2 DAYS AFTER GREAT HORNED RAT DAY AND YOU ALREADY KILLED SIMUN OFF WITH NO REGARDS TO HIS/HER SHENANIGANS?!?!!!?!!??

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>2180579

OH, RANDOM NUMERICAL DIVINES, BLESS MINE ROLL!

well that was a fail, thankfully it was a minor fail so we just dont get to curse the room. writing.

>>2180579
If my roll succeeds simun lives

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>2180628
Fuck

"Valkius mind following that 'heretic' and insureing that he does not spread the word of chaos to the rest of the ship?" you state smiling at the man

he picks up on your drift "yes, yes we would not want him to spread the word of chaos aboard the ship." he smiles as he says this in the most sarcastic tone possible.

with that he charges down the hall towards the direction the guardsman took.

as he disappears around the corner you and the rest of the cultists being raiding the armory, flack jackets, lazguns, an odd knife or too. Nothing better than your scythe so you dont take anything from the armory.

you attempt to curse the door of the armory to cause anyone to touch it to be overcome with greed but it does not stick, eh not really that important since you kinda just stripped the place of ninety percent of the weapons and armor.

after the cultists load all the gear into bags and onto a cart you begin to run it to the slave pens as per planned.

you meet no resistance until you enter the slave pens.... well to call them pens would be a misnomer more like slave city really.

as you enter several large slaves walk up to you "we dont take kindly to Xenos walkin in here. leave your things and we might just let you live."

>[1] reveal to them that you are not a Xenos, you are a fucking demon and you are here to make them a deal of a lifetime. (felx2)
>[2] kill them, that will show the other slaves you mean business and they should listen too you. (Ws, fel)
>[3] attempt to turn those two into chaos spawn, they are not worth your time but at least they can be used a suicide bombs (ag, wp)
>[4] write-in

>>2180649
>[1] reveal to them that you are not a Xenos, you are a fucking demon and you are here to make them a deal of a lifetime. (felx2)

>>2180649
how many other slaves can see what we do to these gatekeeper slaves?

right forgot to mention that, there are about 50 other slaves that you can see. currently.

>>2180665
>right forgot to mention that, there are about 50 other slaves that you can see. currently.

ok in that case turnign them into chaos spawn would be overkill and likely send all the salved running in terror and too busy avoiding us to listen to our corrupting words.

>>2180649
>>[2] kill them, that will show the other slaves you mean business and they should listen too you. (Ws, fel)

assert dominance. they will listen.

>>2180649

>[2] kill them, that will show the other slaves you mean business and they should listen too you. (Ws, fel)

Go big or go home.

going big and going home give me a 2d100 vs 37, and 43

Rolled 58, 85 = 143 (2d100)

>>2180699

Hey Soup, have we been getting any modifiers on our rolls throughout the quest?

you level up and increase your stats over time, also you will get options to recruit companions that will help cover the weaknesses you have with your stats.

when we get to leveling (effectively when we capture the ship itself) I'll explain that part.

I'll wait a few more minutes for rolls

>>2180699