Alright so this is the second installment of Slaanesh quest, lets have some fun and spread some heresy!

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.

you slowly walk towards the door of the room, and groan a few times as the cramps in your muscles begin working themselves out, oh what you would give to not have to deal with this shit.

as you push the doors open you come face to face with the cultist who you finger fucked hard enough to pass out from the pleasure, she looks up at you and her face goes a deep red.

"h-hello my lord, how are you today?" she asks you meekly, attempting not to look you in the eyes as she shifts from foot to foot.

you rub your chin as a few ideas fly through your mind.

>[1] give her the fucking again, she will make a fun plaything and her reactions are just begging for it.
>[2] lie and tell her you are fine, you don't want a human to know you are aching a bit after taking a ship, your a demon for Slaanesh's sake you can't have humans know you have limits! (fel)
>[3] tell her you are a bit sore, taking a ship so early in your life was not easy and all honesty you were not totally sure it was possible
>[4] ignore her question and ask where the other demon is, you do not trust her just yet.
>[5] write-in

>>2192151
>[5] Ask if there have been any developments while we were sleeping.

>>2192151
>[4] ignore her question and ask where the other demon is, you do not trust her just yet.

>>2192151
Supporting this

>[5] Ask if there have been any developments while we were sleeping.

At the same time as doing this

>[1] give her the fucking again, she will make a fun plaything and her reactions are just begging for it.

A combination servant, worshipper, warm breathing hand puppet, and it answers questions. Cultists have so many uses.

gunna give it a few more minutes before I do a toss up, unless someone throws in another vote

5 got the support it needs, writing

you smile at her and reach to caress her again but she backs off before you can, "M-my lord, I would be willing later but not currently. Please we must know if you are well." she looks into your eyes, though she is young you can see the seriousness in her eyes.

you sigh "what has happened aboard my ship while I was resting?"

"my lord I must-" she begins before you cut her off again

"I said what has happened aboard my ship." you clench your claw in annoyance.

"Y-yes my lord," she stammers "we have already begun to spread the corruption of chaos though the remaining slaves, their number has been reduced by about thirty five percent from the original estimate we were given." she shifts unconfortably

"what else" you ask a scowl growing deeper on your face as you expect worse news

"The inquisitor you slew, he was not counted among the dead." you states quietly

"WHAT!" you roar, your face twisting with fury. That bastard somehow survived and escaped while you were taking the ship, this is bad. if he can survive being stabbed though the chest he has several tricks up his sleeve

"a-also my l-lord, we have exited the warp and now are in real space, we are nearing a space hulk right now."

"space hulk?" you ask, you were just born yesterday so this knowledge is knew to you.

"A massive amalgamation of ships forming a planet like imitation of a atmosphere, it seems this ship was sent to salvage technology from the spacehulk for some unnamed client."

you nod at this.

>[1] alright lets find the other demon, we need to talk our next course of actions over and set down some ground rules of who is in charge of what.
>[2] Now give the cultist the fucking, reward her for giving you this information. A good job must always be rewarded after all.
>[3] Order the cultist to bring you to the leader, you have friends to summon from the warp like Warglitus.
>[4] write-in

>>2192263
>[2] Now give the cultist the fucking, reward her for giving you this information. A good job must always be rewarded after all.
This might also make us feel a little better. We haven't had any carnal pleasure for a few hours.

>>2192263
>[2] Now give the cultist the fucking, reward her for giving you this information. A good job must always be rewarded after all.

alright writing.

I'm here! Let's get some friends going. We need more Chaos in this Chaos Warband.

you smile at the girl "well a servant such as you deserves to be rewarded." you take several quick steps forward before she can react.

"M-My lord! not here!" she looks worriedly around her, she knew what was coming.

"oh do not worry, they already got a few view of it last time." you continue smiling as you slip your hand into her robes again. as you do so you realize she was naked underneath it. your smile grows at this "oh what a naughty girl you are, walking around the ship in just a simple piece of cloth."

the girl makes several protests against that accusation before it is replaced by muffled moans of pleasure.

your hand skillfully begins playing with her body, using your inborn demon abilities you begin making her feel extreme pleasure at simply your touch.

several minutes of this foreplay continues, her entire body becoming a plaything for you to enjoy. her legs shaking, leaning against a wall to support herself, drool coming from her mouth as she moans in uncontrolled ecstasy.

though you cause all these effects on her you do not give her release, you continue to tease and bring her to the edge just before stopping. you do this over and over again, the girl unable to finally feel the greatest pleasure but brought tantalizingly close must be torture and you enjoyed every moment of it.

Finally the girl wraps her arms around your neck and whispers to you "Please...."

"please what?" you ask a demonic smile spreading across your face

"please let me finish, I can't take much more." she whispers again pulling herself closer to you, the wet section of her robe touches your leg "I need it." she moans into your ear

So you give her the release she asked for and she came all over the floor. it actually was an impressive amount, and the girl collapsed on the floor into her own puddle of femcum.

you wipe your hand off and smile at the now sleeping cultist, that was fun.

>[1] get the girl to a room, you may be a demon but you are still a gentleman. never let it be said that you do not take care of your playthings
>[2] leave her there, you have important business to take care of. like finding that demon and laying down ground rules between you two.
>[3] leave her there and see if you can find another cultist to lead you to the cult leader, you want more demons summoned
>[4] write-in

>>2192493
>[3] leave her there and see if you can find another cultist to lead you to the cult leader, you want more demons summoned

>>2192493
>[3] leave her there and see if you can find another cultist to lead you to the cult leader, you want more demons summoned

vote is in, writing.

you turn and leave the passed out cultists on the floor, you realize you don't even know her name....... eh it does not matter she is simply a plaything, playthings do not need names until they earn them.

several twists and turns in the ship and you find another cultist "Hello there!" you shout at it giving the cultist a big grin "Mind leading me to your leader?"

The cultist looks at you, definitely a male.... shame you would have enjoyed another plaything, "My lord, you are our leader."

"yes I know that I mean the one before that, the one that summoned me." you state waving your claw dismissively.

"my lord I do not think you will like this..." you cut him off

"Let me guess he died." your scowl is back and so is the annoyance

"he was killed by the troops of that damnable inquisitor sir, my his soul be torn apart by the gods and his corpse used to fuel our ship. I am thankful you killed him before he managed to cause more damage my lord"

you realize the fact the inquisitor was not dead probably was kept quiet to save you some face "yes yes, I am sure Slaanesh will enjoy torturing him for eternity. Now is there anyone else who can summon more of my kind?"

"my lord, there is not." the male cultist states his head bowed "and there are none among the slaves with sufficient psychic powers to summon a demon, safely or otherwise."

"that is not the answer I wanted." you respond as you grip the scythe harder

"it is the only answer I have my lord." the man states his voice not wavering in the slightest "but I have been ordered by the lady of rot Taldia to tell you that she wishes to speak to you on the bridge."

>[1] well time to talk to her then if she expects me, may as well give courtesy to demons who can pull their own weight
>[2] tell the cultist to go to Taldia and tell her to meet you, you are the master of this ship and you do not obey another's orders
>[3] not silently at the cultist and stare at him just long enough to make him uncomfortable. then leave and see what you come across wandering the ship (roll 1d100)
>[4] write-in

>>2192554
>[1] well time to talk to her then if she expects me, may as well give courtesy to demons who can pull their own weight
Is this where we get betrayed?

>>2192554
>[2] tell the cultist to go to Taldia and tell her to meet you, you are the master of this ship and you do not obey another's orders

couple more minutes and I'll do the coin flip, unless we get more votes.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

alright coin flip 1 for >>2192558 and 2 for >>2192566

you shake your head at the mortal before you and chuckle "do you think I would follow the orders of another while on MY SHIP?" you shout the last two parts at the man as he jumps back in fear, his eyes going wide. "Let me tell you this mortal, you will go to that plague bearer that she will come to me if she wants to talk and that unless she has something good to tell me she better not bother. I am in a rather foul mood now."

as you state this the cultist begins backing away from you, his features covered by the shadows of his hood but his fear was palpable.

"AM. I. UNDERSTOOD." you growl at the man as he nods hurriedly. "good now tell her to come to me and that I will be waiting where I was sleeping last."

with that the cultist sprints away with your message, he better do his job or will we vivisect him and use him as an example.

as you walk though the halls back to the throne you realize that few slaves have been corrupted by the demon of nurgle, odd you expected her to take advantage of your absence to take control of the ship.

>[1] before you get to the throne room see if you can find some proper clothing, this battle kilt in nice but you like high fashion (per)
>[2] ask some of the slaves what they know about the new change in management, maybe that will explain why so few are rotting (fel)
>[3] just get to the throne room and wait for the girl, you want ample time to prepare for this meeting.
>[4] write-in

>>2192663
>[1] before you get to the throne room see if you can find some proper clothing, this battle kilt in nice but you like high fashion (per)

going to take a short break to grab some food, i'll be back in about an hour.

>>2192663
>[2] ask some of the slaves what they know about the new change in management, maybe that will explain why so few are rotting (fel)

Rolled 1 (1d2)

right on the dot I'm back and we got a coin flip so lets go 1 for >>2192684 and 2 for >>2193119

WE GETTIN THOSE FANCY CLOTHES give me a 1d100 vs 30

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>2193214

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>2193214

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Something to this style, I hope.

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>2193214

>>2193296
you....you...

why

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>>2193319
You're welcome

welp you found the best outfit in the entire ship, writing

Praise Slaanesh. Are we going to archive the last thread for future generations and /qst/ers or are we going to let it sage to oblivion's embrace?

>>2193296

We're off to a good start I see.

>>2193344
oh

right

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you decide it is best to scour the entire ship for a good outfit. you must dress to impress and all honesty the battle kilt is good for fighting, not making deals with demons of the other gods.

you begin your search by asking a nearby slave where the captain's quarters were, with that information you quickly descend upon the man's room and quickly rip though his wardrobe.

after a few minutes of looking you assemble out of his wardrobe an impressive ensemble. you do take time to rip off any iconography of the Imperium off it.

you dress yourself in the outfit and march yourself to the throne room, you enter and thankfully Taldia had yet to get there. Would be a waste to set up this impressive display and not be be able to show off on the throne.

you seat yourself and shift yourself into a comfortable position, slouching a bit to give yourself an air of control.

Finally Taldia enters the room, in her robes with her hood down. She looks at you and nods "impressive outfit, but I guess you called me here not just to look at you."

"you guessed right."

>[1] "tell me, what is your angle here. Why did you not corrupt the entire crew and then kill me to have the ship to yourself?"
>[2] "I wish to make a deal with you, we create ourselves a little paradise of chaos. run rampant on the mortals of the materium and maybe pick up a few friends along the way."
>[3] nod and wait for her to ask why you called her, then lay down the law. This is your ship and if she wants to stay on it she must follow your rules and obey your orders.
>[4] write-in

>>2193384 the threads will me archived and links to the archive will be on the archive doc at the top of the page.

>>2193414

>[3] nod and wait for her to ask why you called her, then lay down the law. This is your ship and if she wants to stay on it she must follow your rules and obey your orders.

I imagine the suit has Xawn feeling a bit more confident than usual.

>>2193417

That's great to hear but if you don't mind my asking, where exactly are the archives? I can't find the link in the OP, and it would be a shame if they were lost.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Slaanesh+Quest there is a link to the overall archive, we only have had one session completed so we only have one archived. enjoy.

>>2193414
>[1] "tell me, what is your angle here. Why did you not corrupt the entire crew and then kill me to have the ship to yourself?"
first, followed by [2] if we like what she says.

>>2193441

Ah I see, thank you Soup.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

alright I think we have waited long enough, time for the coinflip 1 for >>2193421 and 2 for >>2193445

>>2193445 it is, writing.

you lean forward and stare the demon down a bit, she on the other hand just looks up at you and smiles at you..... damn why are minions of Nurgle just immune to intimidation.

you sigh and stretch your neck "tell me, what is your angle here. Why did you not corrupt the entire crew and then kill me to have the ship to yourself?"

the demon unexpectedly begins laughing hard. she nearly doubles over laughing "wait it was not obvious?!" she responds after calming herself "I want to work together with you."

"but to what end? where do your goals lie?" you respond confused, normally demons don't like working with others of different gods

"Simply to spread the plagues of Papa and to count their effects, it is kinda my job to do that and since working with others makes that job a little easier to do, I think this should work well for both of us." she responds smiling, tilting her head a little

"well then my little plagued friend I wish to make a deal with you, I say we create ourselves a little paradise of chaos. Run rampant on the mortals of the materium and maybe pick up a few friends along the way." you liked her answer, it was simple and true to herself as well as soothing your fears a bit. She understood her place and she wanted to just do her job, you can work with this.

"I would love that." she responds beaming at you but then she stops and thinks for a bit "well.... at least I hope by a few friends you don't bring along too many of featherbrain's demons, we really do not get along."

"I promise nothing aside from allowing you to spread your plagues." you respond getting off your throne.

>[1] alright time to go, there is a spacehulk near here that is just begging to be explored
>[2] ask her what is her beef with the Tzeentch, really you don't know much about chaos god rivalry.
>[3] tell her that she may choose some slaves to turn into her congregation, a gift for her truthfulness and her willingness to work with you
>[4] write-in

>>2193619
>[3] tell her that she may choose some slaves to turn into her congregation, a gift for her truthfulness and her willingness to work with you
Reward her honesty and good will. The only bad blood between Slaanesh and Nurgle was the theft of Isha, but who cares anymore? The suffering that Isha's continued imprisonment has caused makes up for it.

>>2193651
>"Oh, and Taldia, do try to make any you take in as sexy as you can while still being all Nurgle and such. Just a request."

well I hit my limit for tonight, I'm going offline for now but I will be back around 9 am tomorrow to continue this. see you all then.

>>2193619
>"Oh, and Taldia, do try to make any you take in as sexy as you can while still being all Nurgle and such. Just a request."

alright back, and we got another vote so writing.

you smile at the demon and spread your arms "you answer truly satisfied me so I shall reward you, you may choose some slaves to create yourself a little congregation for yourself."

the green demon bows her head "well thank you for giving me permission, though I intended to do that from the beginning."

"Oh, and Taldia, do try to make any you take in as sexy as you can while still being all Nurgle and such. Just a request." you state continuing to smile at the demon.

"ah so there was the odd request, I almost forgot you were a demon of Slaanesh for a second. Also I doubt I can even do that my purple friend." she responds tilting her head in the other direction.

"shame, oh well at least I tried." you respond "now do you know about that space hulk we are approaching?"

"why yes actually, are we going to explore it?" Taldia asks, finally no tilting her head.

>[1] yes, gather up some slaves and we shall be off.
>[2] yes, but not just yet. I wish to take care of a few things on the ship before we go (name what)
>[3] no, I have no reason to enter that derelict ship graveyard when there is so much more for us to see.
>[4] write-in

>>2194313
>[1] yes, gather up some slaves and we shall be off.

>>2194313
>>[1] yes, gather up some slaves and we shall be off.
We should capture the space hulk them once we finally get another Psycher turn it into a giant Daemon Engine

>>2194533
While that is awesome, we REALLY don't have the power to do something on that scale.

>>2194540
Later I mean. Once we find a new Psycher. For now we could turn it into our base and maybe build a settlement of pleasure once we get the proper people to build it.

well, we are going space hullking, writing.

your smile grows bigger "well I intend to capture it for our own uses, imagine having a space fortress of our own?"

Taldia sighs "you understand how difficult it would be to upkeep something that big?"

you wave your hand dismissively "I care not for such trivial details I want a fucking space fortress of my own."

"by nurgle's rotting intestines." Taldia grumbles at your complete disregard to actually important details. "alright so we are going soon?"

"Yes, Gather up some slaves and we shall be off!" you announce loudly before exiting the room.

several hours later and your ship connects an entry point into the space hulk. as you enter you realize this place probably has not been touched by humans in years, probably decades. your demon senses work fine even with the lack of light but the slaves probably wont do so well.... eh they are expendable fodder and toys no real use in caring for them.

you and your men march deeper into the space hulk and quite surprisingly nothing attacks you.... odd.

>[1] well may as well blow this out of the water and get this over with, shout and ask if anyone is home
>[2] tell the squad to split up, you want to cover as much ground as possible and know exactly what is in this space hulk
>[3] continue forth together, strength in numbers is always a good thing
>[4] write-in

>>2194590
>[1] well may as well blow this out of the water and get this over with, shout and ask if anyone is home

>>2194590
>[3] continue forth together, strength in numbers is always a good thing
Genestealers and Orks and all sorts of things, Oh My!

a few more minutes until the coin flip, so if you have yet to vote go ahead.

>>2194590
>[3] continue forth together, strength in numbers is always a good thing

we got zee vote, writing.

you look at your slaves and companion "Alright boys and girls stick together and watch each other's backs, we don't know what or who is in here."

Taldia raises her eyebrow "you struck me as more the charge in yelling and screaming type."

"Please I am a demon of the prince, not one of those frothing berserkers with no class who would rather stick claws on their hand instead of a real weapon." you shift your scythe a bit

Together you and your men march forward into the space hulk, though the winding halls and derelict rooms the place seems quiet..... way too quiet. it almost felt like something was waiting for you to split up before it stuck.

you look at your companion and whisper "question, are you any good at sensing living beings around us?"

the plague bringer shakes her head "a demon of Tzeentch would be able to sense minds but something like that is beyond my power."

you nod, well you are by your estimate now a tenth of the way though the space hulk and nothing has tried to kill you, that is not a good sign because that means whatever is here is smart.

>[1] fake a split up from the group to try and bait whatever is out there into revealing itself (fel, int)
>[2] stick together still, what ever is hear fears us together and we don't want to give up any advantages
>[3] alright split up time, we will find what is here and we will make it our bitch
>[4] shout into the halls asking if anything is home and wishes to play
>[5] write-in

>>2194694
>>[1] fake a split up from the group to try and bait whatever is out there into revealing itself (fel, int)

Rolled 99, 92 = 191 (2d100)

>>2194694

Rolled 68, 52 = 120 (2d100)

>>2194694
>[1] fake a split up from the group to try and bait whatever is out there into revealing itself (fel, int)

>>2194700
wow
wooooow

woooooooooooooooooooow

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.................................. oh this is going to end well wont it? writing.

well I never put the dc but it was 2d100 vs 40, 27. remember roll only after the dc was put or the chaos gods will curse your rolls.

Rolled 66, 63 = 129 (2d100)

>>2194694
>[1] fake a split up from the group to try and bait whatever is out there into revealing itself (fel, int)

Damn, Fel and Int are some of our best stats too.

you whisper to the plague bringer "lets fake a split up and when the thing tries to attack me you ambush it."

The plague bringer looks at you like you are crazy "what are you saying? that is way too risky!"

you roll your eyes at her "look its the best option we have."

"I refuse." she responds "look if you die then it's only me versus an unknown enemy in a massive space hulk, I don't like those odds."

"can you just do it for me?" you ask attempting the puppy eyes to get her to give in but she holds strong

"N.O." she states to your face

you groan in frustration as the other demon refuses to go along with your plan, as you do so you notice a flicker of a shape down the hall.

>[1] go after it, you will fucking capture it and know what it knows. Then maybe you will torture it for shits and giggles but right now info is needed (Agx2)
>[2] tell Taldia that you said something and you are going after it, try to keep up
>[3] shout after the being, you wish to talk and it will stop or be eviscerated (fel)
>[4] write-in

Rolled 43, 22 = 65 (2d100)

>>2194733
>[1] go after it, you will fucking capture it and know what it knows. Then maybe you will torture it for shits and giggles but right now info is needed (Agx2)
We have become annoyed. Something needs to experience great pain.

brb one hour.

still waiting for more votes, also rolls will only be counted AFTER I give the dc. that way people vote freely and don't just vote for the option where someone rolled low.

well I'm heading off for now, I will be back around 9 am tomorrow to continue this quest, I will count all the votes given in between.

>>2194733
>>[1] go after it, you will fucking capture it and know what it knows. Then maybe you will torture it for shits and giggles but right now info is needed (Agx2)
it's stupid but let's do it

alright I'm back lets go 2d100 vs 40, 36

Rolled 26, 99 = 125 (2d100)

>>2196625

you guys really like playing with danger dont you. how many near 100s is that now?

alright few more minutes and I'll start writing.

you charge after the shape you saw, much to your companion's protests but she was no where near fast enough to stop you. as you turn the corner you see it, an ugly creature with massive claws and a grotesque body.

"genestealer," you mutter annoyed "why did it have to be genestealers."

you charge after the beast as it leads you deeper into the spacehulk before it escapes you into an air duct.

"Son of a bitch," you growl annoyed you missed a chance to torture something.

you realize that you have separated yourself from your group with this action and are now alone, in the darkness you see shapes shift around.

preparing your scythe you

>[1] charge them, you will cut those things down. Tyranids are infesting YOUR spacehulk and you will not let them live (wsx2)
>[2] call out to the Tyranids maybe you can convince them that you can reach an accord with them (felx2)
>[3] attempt to dominate the beasts with your powers, pleasure is quite powerful when controlling beasts (felx3)
>[4] write-in

>>2196671
>[3]
We must bend more to our will!

taking a break for now, I'll be back around 5:30 pst and see where the votes have taken us.

>>2197119
Thanks for running.

Voting [3]

>>2197412
Huzzah, another person voting! For awhile I though it was just me.

alright I'm back, and wow we actually got a vote while I was gone.... welp give me a 2d100 vs 40, 28

Rolled 90, 92 = 182 (2d100)

>>2197805

just waitin for another roll before we continue, unless you guys are fine with a fail.

Rolled 43, 33 = 76 (2d100)

>>2197805

alright, writing.

you chuckle, beasts like this will be quite easy to control. Sure you have no idea how their minds work but pleasure is pleasure and no one can resist that.

You focus inward and then reach forward with your mind into the beasts.... only to be stopped by some thing.

it was hard to describe but surrounding their minds was a tough smooth wall, you push against it as hard as you can but your attempts only glance off the thing's mental shielding.

as you push harder and harder you realize it was not just one mind you were fighting against but many, way too many, their collective mental might was far too much for you to break and control.

suddenly you are thrown out of their minds forcefully by the combined might of the hivemind. as you are you suddenly hear something in your mind.

a faint mental cry out for help, something deep within the spacehulk but you cannot tell where in the belly of the beast this came from.

well that currently does not matter, the genestealers seem to have decided now is the time to strike and they surge forward towards you.

>[1] pleasure did not work, time for pain (wsx2)
>[2] dodge their attacks and attempt the mental assault again, you just need to try again and this time you will break them (ag, wp)
>[3] DODGE! (agx2)
>[4] write-in

>>2197942
3, I guess.

>>2197942
>[1] pleasure did not work, time for pain (wsx2)

alright a few more minutes for votes until I call the coinflip.

>>2197942
Nice, thanks for running!

How many are there again?

Abandon 3, ol' Slaanesh ain't got shit on the shadow. Slice and dice!

wait >>2198103 what are you voting for?

>>2198103
We don't know how many gene stealers there are. Probably a lot, but we're reckless and impulsive.

>>2198121
>>2198123

>[1] BRING THE PAIN

Meant to say I doubt we are going to be able to mentally subdue nids.

alright 2d100 vs 40, 30

Rolled 38, 66 = 104 (2d100)

>>2198160

Rolled 12, 51 = 63 (2d100)

>>2198160
PAIN IS PLEASURE!

pain is pain all the same but we got one good success and one failure, so give me a bit and I'll be writing.

Rolled 61, 55 = 116 (2d100)

>>2198160

>>2198176
Bonus for The Number of Slaanesh?

>>2198244
I thought Slaanesh's number was 6?

You pull your scythe up from the ground and ready yourself, if pleasure does not work then pain shall speak to these beasts.

as the first few genestealers reach you your scythe rips though their bodies like a hot knife though grox fat, their corpses fly past you as they only realize they died moments after the lethal blow was dealt.

you continue in this fashion until several larger of the swarm charge you, you spin to intercept and cut one of their heads off before another grabs you and slams you into the wall (-4 wounds)

"Grox shit!" you roar as you ram the blunt end of your scythe into the thing's skill cracking it open and crushing the brain underneath.

you look at the other large genestealer as it readies it's claws to assault you "Come on beasty show me what you got, you don't mean to tell me this is it?" you taunt the creature.

It bellows a battle cry and charges you, you smile and charge it as well. Yes this exhilaration, this pleasure, this is what you live for. You cannot help but laugh as the claws of the beast strike you and your scythe strikes the beast. (-5 wounds)

both of you stop, opposite sides of the hall now. the Genestealer turns around to face you. you do not face it.

it once more charges only to split in half two steps into the charge. you smile at your handywork and then grimace at your wounds.

they were not terrible but they really hurt, but this sensation fed the prince as well so not a complete loss.

as you stand amongst the slain genestealers another mental outcry blasts though your mind "HELP ME!" it roars, well kinda hard to roar with a thought but it was loud.

the shout definitely came from deeper in the spacehulk, it could be a trap or it could be something that would help you.

>[1] regroup with your men, going alone is a bad idea and all honesty you need strength in numbers (per, int)
>[2] attempt to contact this mysterious voice, may as well see what it wants (wpx2)
>[3] head deeper into the spacehulk, you must find what is controlling the genestealers and end it for putting you though this much misery (perx3)

>>2198262
>[2] attempt to contact this mysterious voice, may as well see what it wants (wpx2)

>>2198262
>[1] regroup with your men, going alone is a bad idea and all honesty you need strength in numbers (per, int)
Ask taldia to help you locate the voice

gunna give it a few more minutes for votes.

>>2198310
Actually, we're on nearly half our wounds, so going to find our nurgly ally is probably a good idea. Changing my vote to [1].

alright 2d100 vs 37, 37

Rolled 65, 67 = 132 (2d100)

>>2198453

Rolled 84, 77 = 161 (2d100)

>>2198453
Let's hope the only good roll of the thread isn't just finding some sweet ass clothes.

well the ways the rolls are going tonight we can keep praying. writing.

Rolled 54, 24 = 78 (2d100)

>>2198453

Are we getting difficulty modifiers on any of these rolls?

you grip your wounds and look down at them... alright maybe they were worse than they felt. You shake your head to clear it and begin back tracking.

you begin down the hall and suddenly you realize you have no fucking clue where the genestealer took you, nothing looks familiar.

you continue though the halls getting more and more lost as you go, the labyrinthine spacehulk seems to have no discernible markings that would show you the way back to your ship.

you realize you are only getting more and more lost, until you find a single pustule..... and another..... and another, like bread crumbs you begin the follow them until you stumble upon a massacre.

cultist limbs strewn everywhere, robes ripped up and most of the cultists missing. Just a lot of blood and puss. what worries you the most is Taldia was missing.

This stinks of an ambush and.... AGH! you grab you head as once more the voice roars though the ship "HELP ME!" this time it hurt.

"will you shut your trap for one moment" you mutter under your breath as you feel some of the wounds seal up on your side (+3 wounds)

great, not only are you hurt but your cultists are missing, your demon friend is gone, and you have this annoying voice yelling at you.

>[1] alright lets hear this voice out, since you ally is missing your best bet right now is getting the mysterious voice on your side (wp)
>[2] find out exactly what happened here and where they could have taken your allies, they are not getting away with this (per, int)
>[3] follow the trail of blood you see down the hall, whatever took them could not have gone far (agx2)
>[4] write-in

and yes the rolls are being affected by difficulty modifiers, imagine how hard it would be to trace your way back though a space hulk without knowing the layout. you are smart but it is still difficult.

>>2198582
>[1] alright lets hear this voice out, since you ally is missing your best bet right now is getting the mysterious voice on your side (wp)
Unless there's any black blood, then
>[3] follow the trail of blood you see down the hall, whatever took them could not have gone far (agx2)
>[4] write-in

>>2198582
I agree with
>>2198657
If the blood looks like daemon’s blood, we follow it. Otherwise we look for that annoying voice.

alright my dudes give me a 1d100 vs 68

this one is a lot easier because the thing in question is trying to contact you.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>2198754

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>2198754

success, writing.

as you look at the scene you realize there is a distinct lack of black blood, Taldia must not have been harmed meaning most likely they had survived the ambush.

With this out of the way you shake your head and focus on the voice "hello big dick daddy here, what do you need help with?"

"Grox shit the first intelligent being I contact and it has to be a demon of that fuck slut Slaanesh." the voice responds back annoyed

"well if you don't want to talk then...." you trail off before the voice responds panicked

"N-NO, STOP, I NEED HELP HERE!" it nearly shrieks back "I HAVE BEEN SEALED IN THIS SHIP FOR OVER A DECADE, I NEED OUT!"

"only a decade?" you ask, seriously that is not that long

"you try being locked in a room for ten gods damned years alone, on a space hulk, after being beaten by the person you were supposed to observe and come back to me about how boring and frustrating it is." the voice responds back to it's sour tone

"well seems like I'm your only way out then, so tell me what can you offer me in return for your freedom?" you ask, if it has nothing to offer then it is useless too you.

"I can offer my loyalty and my powers." it responds "I believe you will find an ally as powerful as I well worth the trouble of opening a door."

"and what if you betray me upon your freedom?" you ask, this seems too easy.

"You are just going to have to trust me. I hate owing people anything and also I have yet to lie, ironically." it responds smugly

"what do you mean ironically?" you ask, that is interesting.

"well free me and that will answer your questions, now are you going to do it or no?" it responds now a bit annoyed, but underneath you can sense a bit of desperation. this being must really want out of it's prison.

>[1] "Fine tell me where you are and I'll make my way too you"
>[2] "no chance, I have no idea what or who you are. From my perspective you could just be leading me to a trap."
>[3] "Fine I'll release you but first I have an ally I must find, a demon like me and if you want your freedom so badly you will locate her for me."
>[4] write-in

>>2198855
>[3] "Fine I'll release you but first I have an ally I must find, a demon like me and if you want your freedom so badly you will locate her for me."
If this person has been locked in a ship for 10 years(dear Slaanesh, how horrifying. We know approximately 458,509,732 things that we could do to keep us occupied in such a situation, but those would only last us a year at most) they can probably stand to wait a few more hours.

>>2198855
>[3] "Fine I'll release you but first I have an ally I must find, a demon like me and if you want your freedom so badly you will locate her for me."

alright sorry had to take care of something, so 3 won and that means more writing.

you stretch your neck a bit and reply to the thing on the other side of the link "alright fine, I'll release you but first I have an ally I must find. A demon like me and if you want freedom so badly you will locate her for me."

"really? you want me to find your friend? you know I'm probably far more useful than her." the voice responds annoyed and a bit smug at the end

"Do you want freedom or not?" you ask through the mental link

"fine, fine give me a bit." the voice responds before you hear a bit of grumbling about you being unreasonable. A minute passes before she responds "Wait are you talking about that demon of Nurgle?"

"why yes, I am. now where is she." you respond, now excited.

"I can't believe you would rely on something like that.... alright found her location." suddenly an image appears in your head, it was like a 3d holoimage of the ship and two dots with a line connecting them going through a specific route in the ship "the dot near the top of the ship is you and the dot lower down is her, also" another dot appears, this one on the same deck you were on, about four halls down "this is where I am, now get your purple ass over here and release me."

you shrug and begin walking in the direction of the stranger's dot, she was close enough.

the halls were eerily quiet after the killing you caused and you encounter no trouble on the way, pity you were left only half mast from the last fight, eventually you reach the door.

on the door was a massive circle with runes inscribed on the inside of the circle. On the center was a single piece of paper with a wax seal imprinted with an imperial two headed eagle.

"rip that thing off, if you do the seal will come loose." the voice informs you

you shrug and pull the thing off, it comes off easily but you feel a burning sensation on your hand before you let go of the paper. you notice your skin had been burned a bit but it was healing. you hear something punch the door and it dents.

swiftly you step out of the way as the door is blasted off its hinges into the hallway and a hooded being walks out carrying a staff "FINALLY FREE!" it shouts, it's voice rather feminine

>[1] congratulation, now for the first order of business tell me your name.
>[2] alright I filled my end of the bargain, now you serve me. Lets save my companion.
>[3] well should I stand back as you beat that door up more or are you done with that?
>[4] write-in

>>2199001
>>[2] alright I filled my end of the bargain, now you serve me. Lets save my companion.

>>2199001
>>[2] alright I filled my end of the bargain, now you serve me. Lets save my companion.

>>2199001
>[1] congratulation, now for the first order of business tell me your name.
Followed by
>[2] alright I filled my end of the bargain, now you serve me. Lets save my companion.

2 won, writing

you smile at the demon, mentally noting the impressive wings on it's back. "Alright I filled my end of the bargain, now you serve me. Lets slave my companion."

the demon waves her hand "do you really want to save that festering rot sack?"

"what did I say?" you state gripping your scythe tighter

the demon looks at you and rolls her eyes "Fine, fine from the looks of it she is in the middle of genestealer city. so how much do you like flashy entrances?"

you point at yourself "Demon of Slaanesh, I live for flashy entrances."

the demon smiles and slams her staff into the ground, suddenly it opens up and you both fall though into a room with thirty plus genestealers. also you land right beside Taldia. who whirls around and looks at you surprised.

"where did you come from?" she asks as a genestealer launches itself at her and promptly gets a blast of her diseased puss and bile

"oh just dropping in." you respond vivisecting a genestealer who came just a bit too close

"ug, I really had to get in debt with a demon who uses bad jokes like that. Seriously a demon of Khrone would have been better." the winged demon responds to your joke creating a field of energy around you three to keep the genestealers off you.

Taldia looks at the new demon then at you "WHY DID YOU RECRUIT THAT THING!?"

>[1] rude, she is a woman too you know. I can't leave a damsel in distress.
>[2] what do you mean? it's just another demon on our side I see no real problem with this
>[3] yes I know she probably will be a pain but hay more demons means more chaos right?
>[4] write-in

fuck meant to write "Lets save my companion"

>>2199054
>[4] write-in
>Given your rage and her wings, I assume she's Tzneetchian? Great, maybe the next place we go we'll find a Khornate.

>>2199054
>[1] rude, she is a woman too you know. I can't leave a damsel in distress.
>>[4] write-in
>"Plus I thought it would have been funny. I can just see the sexual tension between you two now"

>>2199057
Either works really
>>2199069
Also I find this mildy amusing so this please

>>2199067
>>2199069
I wish to amend his write on to my own. We will be snark master 5000.

alright writing.

you chuckle a bit before responding, given the brief amount of safety the daemon has given you three "Rude, she is a woman too you know. I can't leave a damsel in distress. Plus I though it would have been funny. I can just see the sexual tension between you two now."

as you state this Taldia punches you in the face, lightly but enough to hurt. "SHUT IT YOU ASSHOLE!"

You raise you hand "I deserved that, I admit but think of the advantages she brings."

"also the fact I'm probably far more useful than you just on an ability basis." the other daemon cuts in "now if you don't mind, I hope you have a plan. I am quite drained by being in that room for so long so I can't hold this up for long."

"I thought you always had a plan." Taldia responds "I'm shocked a daemon like yourself would be out of plans!" her tone becomes sarcastic and hostile towards the other demon

"I do have a plan, do you want it to include you living or dieing?" the demon responds to Taldia as the field flickers a bit

>[1] alright you can hate fuck after we get off this place alive, we kill everything here and find the main mind that is controlling them
>[2] ENOUGH WE JUST KILL THEM ALL AND MOVE ON ALRIGHT!
>[3] alright new demon, what is your plan? I do want to hear it.
>[4] we are leaving, regroup on the ship and prepare for assault two with better weapons and more slaves
>[5] write-in

>>2199117
>[1] alright you can hate fuck after we get off this place alive, we kill everything here and find the main mind that is controlling them

>>2199117
>>[1] alright you can hate fuck after we get off this place alive, we kill everything here and find the main mind that is controlling them

Find the Synapses creatures. Kill the Synapses Creature

alright last post for tonight I'll be back to continue this around 9am pst like usual. writing.

you chuckle as a few more wounds heal (+2 wounds) "Alright you can hate fuck after we get off this place ALIVE, we kill everything here and find the main mind that is controlling them."

Both daemons look at you and state in unison "WE ARE NOT GOING TO FUCK!"

"it was a figure of speech," you respond "but seriously get ready for a fight." as you state this you spin your scythe and take a battle stance.

"how exactly do you want to take this?" the daemon asks you eyebrow raised, the field grows thinner by the moment.

"well we kill them all and then we get going. so drop the field." you respond.

The daemon smiles "oh I have a better idea." she frowns a bit and suddenly the barrier explodes outward sending the genestealers flying backward

you and Taldia launch yourselves into battle limbs and puss flying everywhere. the other daemon helps as well firing several mind bullets into the genestealer horde.

the Horde was unprepared for the unnatural killing power that three demons can bring to the party and quickly scattered in fear of your unnatural might.

"alright they are gone." the daemon states breathing out a sigh of relief before collapsing to her knees "Fuck I am tired, and out of practice."

"you can say that again" Taldia responds smirking at her "we did all the work and you just stood there like an idiot"

the Daemon rolls her eyes and looks at you "alright so how do you want to track down this hivemind."

>[1] you locate it, you have been here the longest so you should have a good idea of where it rests
>[2] lets follow the fleeing genestealers, they should lead us directly too their hive mind if they are trying to protect it
>[3] we carve this entire spacehulk up and kill everything inside, clean the entire house.
>[4] write-in

I'll count up the votes and begin writing at that time. so vote away.

>>2199164
>[2] lets follow the fleeing genestealers, they should lead us directly too their hive mind if they are trying to protect it

>>2199164
>>[2] lets follow the fleeing genestealers, they should lead us directly too their hive mind if they are trying to protect it

>>2199164
>>[2] lets follow the fleeing genestealers, they should lead us directly too their hive mind if they are trying to protect it

>>2199164
>[1] you locate it, you have been here the longest so you should have a good idea of where it rests
I mean, she's been here for awhile and has had nothing to do but probably just probe the local psychic landscape.

alright I'm back and 2 won so writing.

you look at your companions and smile at the simplicity of your plan, "ladies do you think I would let a few live out of pity?"

both of them look at you with questioning looks in their eyes, it was Taldia who states "What are you talking about now?"

"oh simple," you continue leaning on the haft of your scythe "I let a few of them live so they would run to their hivemind and make it much easier to track down."

the blue demon shakes her head "you dont mean to say everything is going just as planned are you? that is my thing and I really don't appreciate people stealing my thing."

"oh shut up and lets move." you state shaking your head, you note the new demon has quite a bit of pride.

about an hour or two of tracking the genestealers though the bowels of the ship you and your friends eventually find a singular room with a massive door. behind it you hear the sounds of these creatures as well as a much louder and deeper growling.

>[1] bust in the front door and lets get this party done right! (wsx3)
>[2] open the door and attempt to seize the minds of those within, time to dominate some lesser beings (wpx2)
>[3] open the door and attempt some diplomacy with these creatures, they are tough and some of them did manage to harm you so they are worth giving a chance at the table (felx3)
>[4] write-in

>>2199662
Well, Fellowship is our highest stat, but then again
I don't think pure strain gene stealers respond well to diplomacy. The last time we tried to dominate minds we were blocked by some higher power, probably a brood lord or something. But then again, we aren't khornate, we can't just be ALL killing(even though it seems to work out better for us in most situations), so I'm going to go with:
>[3] open the door and attempt some diplomacy with these creatures, they are tough and some of them did manage to harm you so they are worth giving a chance at the table (felx3)

>>2199662
>[2] open the door and attempt to seize the minds of those within, time to dominate some lesser beings (wpx2)

>>2199662
>[3] open the door and attempt some diplomacy with these creatures, they are tough and some of them did manage to harm you so they are worth giving a chance at the table (felx3)
we can always go stabby stabby afterward

Here shall be our standard means of conflict resolution: first seduction/diplomacy, then if that fails we kill, torture, and do horrible things to the enemy, not necessarily in that order.

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alright votes have come in give me a 2d100 vs 45, 38, 26

Rolled 4, 40 = 44 (2d100)

>>2199854

I mean 3d100 vs 45, 38, 26

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>2199859
>>2199858
Should I just roll three new dice or just roll a single die for the one I'm missing? Rolling the single one with this just in case.

roll a single one, unless you dont like your roll then I'll let you have a free one since I made a mistake

Rolled 25, 30, 1 = 56 (3d100)

>>2199859

Rolled 48, 83, 67 = 198 (3d100)

>>2199854
Check these ones

THE ONE BEHOLD OUR POWERS OF PERSUASION!

>>2199880
SUCK IT BOYOS! IT IS I WHO HAS THE PRINCE'S FAVOR TONIGHT!!
PRAISE SLANNESH!!

>>2199888
Dubs followed by trips. ...

YES

Are we making a chas corrupted genestealer army now? >>2199880
>>2199888

>>2199894
Yes, that is totally what we should do.

you smile at the two other demons and shoulder your weapon. "I believe I wish to talk to this creature, just a little chat I assure you."

"you can't be serious, they are tyranids reasoning with them is like trying to convince the ordor hereticus not the burn people alive for shits and giggles." the blue demon responds raising an eyebrow before actually getting a panicked face when she sees you are serious "NO WAY NO FUCKING WAY, you cannot be serious."

it was Taldia who comes to your defense on this one "you would be surprised, he managed to convince part of an inquisitor's kill squad to join him."

as the two demons begin arguing whether you will make it out alive you push open the doors and are greeted by about thirty genestealers, one massive genestealer sitting on some fleshy bed for it and oddly enough a creature that defies explanation. It was big and floating above the ground, it's grotesque body covered in plated bone, it's face a mass of tentacles.

all the creatures look at you as you begin "I guess you are the esteemed creatures on this ship, I come with an offer that I don't think you would like to refuse."

as the genestealers prepare to assault you and big one raises it's hand "strange creature without biomass, tell me what are you"

"yes introductions I am Xawn, a daemon of the esteemed god of perfection and excess Slaanesh." you respond with a flourish of your hand and a bow

"I am called Great father of the genestealers on this ship. I ask you what do you offer us." the beast asks as the floating creatures hums a but and looks at your companions.

"I offer you a place at my table as I go across the galaxy in the name of my god, to create a new empire for demons and for those who ally with us to exist." you look at the massive genestealer smiling.

"intriguing," states the massive genestealer "Calvisa, tell me do you sense lies in his voice" it asks the the massive floating creature

"[I detect no falsehoods,]" the creature responds in an emotionless tone "[strange creature of no biomass offers good deal, I suggest we accept it]"

the Great Father looks at you and nods "very well we accept your deal. Remember though our loyalty is to the swarm, if it calls for us to attack you we will. For now at the least we are yours."

the genestealers stand down and you smile internally, the fools working with chaos will eventually warp your loyalties to us. as you turn to leave the floating nid floats up behind you

"[I follow]" it states as both of you walk out the door to the surprised and confused demons

"HOW IN THE FOUR FUCKING GODS DID YOU MANAGE THAT!?" the blue demon asks

>[1] never underestimate a demon of Slaanesh, we have a way with words
>[2] tell her it's a secret and that everything is going just as planned
>[3] ignore her and head to your ship, you need to sleep after all this shit.
>[4] write-in

>>2199926
>[1] never underestimate a demon of Slaanesh, we have a way with words

>>2199926
>I used my magnificent bonermancy, praise Slaanesh

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>>2199926
>[4] "Ask your master. Perhaps he knows ;) "
Out-"Just as planning" the "Just as planned" demon. I love it.

>>2199926
I find this too funny not to vote for it

>>2199956
Switching my vote to this.

>>2199976 which option was your vote for?

>>2199988
Ohh shit sorry wrong reply
>I used my magnificent bonermancy, praise Slaanesh
This one

alright writing, I will be taking an hour break for food after thought and when I get back I'll count up the votes

>>2199956
This.

you smile at the blue bird and state "I used my magnificent bonermancy, praise Slaanesh."

the blue daemon misses a step then recovers, "I refuse to believe that you fucked a genestealer."

you chuckle to let her imagination go wild as you continue down the hall with your companions in toe.

eventually you reach the entry point your ship used as the female cultist you constantly are finger fucking shows up with wide eyes "G-GENESTEALERS JUST WALKED IN!"

"yes, yes I know I made a deal with them." you state dismissively "but do tell me if they start stinging people. I do not appreciate them attempting to take control of my cultists."

"[noted, will relay dislike of stealing cultists to Great Father to prevent problems]" the tyranid Calvisa states before you sense a psychic message being sent "[done]"

"thank you Calvisa" you state, now what do you do.

>[1] go the fuck to sleep, you need rest after this shit and a good bath, maybe some more sexually harassing that one cultist.
>[2] get the blue daemon to fess up her name and get to on summoning friends, you now have the material and the means to do so.
>[3] go to the bridge and tell the nid to explain to Great Father that you are leaving and you will be back for them later. you have to make a few allies.
>[4] write-in

>>2200011
>>[3] go to the bridge and tell the nid to explain to Great Father that you are leaving and you will be back for them later. you have to make a few allies.

>>2200011
>[2] get the blue daemon to fess up her name and get to on summoning friends, you now have the material and the means to do so.

>>2200011
>>[2] get the blue daemon to fess up her name and get to on summoning friends, you now have the material and the means to do so.

>>2200011
>2

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>>2200014
>>2200021
>>2200027
Yay, summoning. I wonder if we'll get a khornate, or possibly something unexpected, such as pic related.

alright I'm back and we got 2 as the victor, writing.

You turn to the blue demon and smile "So since I got you out of your prison and now you serve me I must ask, what is your name?"

the demon shrugs "names are not that important."

"well I need something to call you other than bird or her, so fess up what is your name." you continue your smile turning to a frown at her answer, look it's one thing for you to do it but another if a daemon thinks it can do that game with you

the daemon waves her hand "Fine, fine you may call me..... Thera." she pauses a bit at the end as if trying to remember her actual name.

"Alright Thera for your first task I want you to help summon some friends from the warp." you continue without missing a beat "something so trivial should be easy for you."

"yes something like that is well within my power, provided you have material to do so." Thera states looking into your eyes.

"we have plenty of corpse and expendable slaves if needed." you roll your shoulders and crack your neck a bit.

she nods "so who do you want summoned? anyone in particular?"

>[1] anyone will do, I just want numbers at this point.
>[2] yes there is one person I really wish to be summoned Warglitus is his name, he is a good smith and I wish to have the best weapons available for our crusade
>[3] ask your rotting friend if she wants anyone in particular summoned, she was the first of your companions so you may as well get her in on this.
>[4] write-in

also >>2200049 that is a demon of Malal, you really don't want to summon one of those trust me.

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also for those wondering this is what our current nid friend looks like

>>2200146
>[1] anyone will do, I just want numbers at this point.

>>2200146
>>[2] yes there is one person I really wish to be summoned Warglitus is his name, he is a good smith and I wish to have the best weapons available for our crusade

Ohh maybe with his help we can turn the space hulk into a Deamon Engine

>>2200146
>>[2] yes there is one person I really wish to be summoned Warglitus is his name, he is a good smith and I wish to have the best weapons available for our crusade

alright 2 won writing.

you look at Thera and smile "for now I simply want one person summoned. His name is Warglitus, a smith and one of the few who have impressed the prince. I want him here soon."

Thera nods and walks deeper into the ship the nid on the other hand looks at you "[permission, approval for DNA collection requested.]"

you look at the creature and nod "only from the dead for now, but if we capture some interesting specimens I will alert you."

"[acceptable, beginning collection of biomass]" the xenos voice hums out almost robotically

you hear Taldia yawn and stretch "I feel like a good nap Xawn so I will leave you now, though if you want to talk you can find me on the bridge." she tiredly mumbles before walking away from you.

Alright you are alone, what to do now.

>[1] check on Thera, make sure she does not do something stupid
>[2] go find the local mechanicus on the ship and have them set up a hot tub in the captain's quarters, you need a bit of relaxation.
>[3] alright you are left with that cultists who you keep fingering, time to keep the tradition going
>[4] write-in

>>2200204
>>[3] alright you are left with that cultists who you keep fingering, time to keep the tradition going

>>2200204
>[4] write-in
>Let's go do the sex with a gene stealer

>>2200204
>Let's go do the sex with a gene stealer
That sounds like a great idea actually. Let's go fuck a a Synapses Creature. It'll be like fucking the whole hive

Malanthropes, which is what our new tyranid companion appears to be, are specifically the DNA gatherers for tyranids.

that will require several rolls for that 4, give me 3d100 vs 15, 20, 10

>>2200219
>>2200233
So are you changing your vote?

Rolled 18, 87, 98 = 203 (3d100)

>>2200274
Man, that is a low chance of success. Eh, let's do it

remember nids dont actually have sex so you are going to have to convince them to follow this foreign concept. That is not easy in the slightest my friends.

Rolled 17, 25, 57 = 99 (3d100)

>>2200274

Rolled 91, 35, 6 = 132 (3d100)

>>2200274
Bahh we can just go back to fingering that cultist if we fail

fail fail and success, so writing.

you decide that the only way to truly know something is to fuck it hard, in that logic you decide you are going to put your dick in a genestealer.

you head off in the direction of Calvisa. as you finally find it you also find several genestealers and you mentally prepare yourself, but Calvisa cuts you off

"[Question, what is purpose.]" it asks you in a monotone voice

"well I thought it would be fun to fuck a genestealer." you reply smileing

"[checking knowledge base...... fucking: the act of reproducing with another creature. Unneeded for Tyranid biology, lack genitalia for aciton, advice; abandon course of action.]" it responds, it's eyes narrowing at you.

"well I could make a place to ins-" you start before you are cut off

"[response. NO.]" it responds to your statement before you complete it. [wasting time, suggest more productive use of time.]"

you shrug your shoulders, you were not getting past this thing. maybe in the future you can get it to add something you can use for sexual gratification later down the line. you just have to wait for the corruption to set in.

as you leave only half mast you notice the female cultist has disappeared, probably to save herself from being knocked out from pleasure

>[1] alright we find the girl, we are only at half mast and we need this.
>[2] find Thera, see how far she has come and how long it will take.
>[3] head to the bridge and set a course to the closest planet, you need to cause a bit of mayhem considering how bored you are.
>[4] go to the captains room and make sure to mark it as your own, also you need some sleep
>[5] write-in

>>2200329
>>[3] head to the bridge and set a course to the closest planet, you need to cause a bit of mayhem considering how bored you are.
But Drag Cultist Girl Along with us

>>2200329
>>[1] alright we find the girl, we are only at half mast and we need this.
>[3] head to the bridge and set a course to the closest planet, you need to cause a bit of mayhem considering how bored you are.

>>2200329
>[2] find Thera, see how far she has come and how long it will take.
We have been denied new experiences. This will not stand for long, but we must leave to formulate a new strategy. Maybe something about how either the tyranids might want some daemon dna(do we even have dna? I mean, we're basically made of warp stuff, but we also do bleed and produce other bodily fluids) or something about how gene stealers manipulate their cultists to breed in order to spread and make more genestealers.

>>2200329
>2

alright so >>2200343 and >>2200352 and effectively the same so I'll count them as votes for the same thing and then we have 2 votes for 2, I'll give it a few minutes to see if anyone else votes and then I'll do a coin flip

actually brb taking care of my dog for a few minutes (gotta get him dogfood) so when I get back (20-30min) ill count up and if we are still at a draw I'll coinflip

Rolled 1 (1d2)

back and we still at a deadlock so time for chaos to take the wheel 1 for >>2200343 and 2 for >>2200357

you decide it is time to go find that cultist girl, you are at half mast and you fucking need to fuck something quick.

you begin searching the ship for the girl until you find her, wait in an abandoned room. she looks up at you and asks "well at least I got to choose where this happened this time I guess."

you pause at this statement, "I thought you would think it be an honor to be touched a daemon of the prince?"

"Oh I do... it's just at this point I'm a toy to you, not even worth knowing the name of. just so lesser than everything here." she curls up a bit "so are we going to do this or not."

you close your eyes for a second and then open then "Very well, I ask what is your name."

the girl looks up at you suspicion in her eyes "Dunissa." she responds

"well Dunissa you have the honor of knowing you are the only one on this crew that has experienced my tender touches. take that as you will but know you are the only one who's beauty has deemed you worthy of me."

"is this your attempt at being smooth, my lord?" she asks

"Is it working?" you respond with a smile, you notice that under the robe she indeed was wearing nothing. this only gets you harder.

she gets up and before you can react she kisses you, this goes on for a good minute before she releases you "you tell me?"

at this point your dick was hard enough to be used as a AP1 weapon and so you decide to once more follow your carnal desires. and this time it will not just be finger fucking.

you quickly undo your pants and let them fall off, you then lead the girl down to your throbbing dick. she takes the initiative, a purple glint in her eyes as she does so, and beings preforming a Fellatio. her tongue begins playing with the shaft and the glands on your dick as you realize she must have been either practicing or the corruption on her must be further than you expected.

eventually her blowjob causes you to spurt your jizz down her throat. She withdraws from your dick, now going flaccid, and swallows.

"how was that my lord?" she asks giving you a lascivious smile

"it was perfect Dunissa," you respond "I am taking quite the likeing to you I admit."

she bows and as you leave she follows closely behind you.

you decide it is time to chart your next route so you head to the bridge, you note several cultists whispering to each other as you pass and the words "chosen one" are mentioned several times.

as you arrive on the bridge you see Taldia passed out on a chair and a massive map of the current galaxy shown on a holoprojector in the middle of the room.

now then lets choose where to go.

(continued)

>[1] closest planet, we need supplies and fuel if we are going to get this crusade off the ground quick. maybe even set up a potential demon world if we are good enough.
>[2] look for a planet with already some corruption on it, much easier to cause a planet to fall if there is already some groundwork to use.
>[3] choose a planet at random, you are bored and you want to just go somewhere and experience something
>[4] write-in

>>2200521
>[1] closest planet, we need supplies and fuel if we are going to get this crusade off the ground quick. maybe even set up a potential demon world if we are good enough.

>>2200524
>[1] closest planet, we need supplies and fuel if we are going to get this crusade off the ground quick. maybe even set up a potential demon world if we are good enough.

alright writing.

you decide it is time to head to a nearby planet, and so you being searching though the holodisplay for the closes one.

you realize the closest planet would take years to reach if you do not do a warp jump and so you need Thera, or the navigator. you sigh and turn towards the sleeping daemon

"Taldia, wake up." you command her her direction.

she does not move at all, seemingly asleep.

"I SAID WAKE UP!" you shout at her which gets her to jump

"hu..wha.... who...... oh Xawn why did you wake me up like that." she responds groggily.

"is the navigator alive?" you ask the daemon, she does know the kill count and who died on the ship last you remember

"he's dead" she sighs "but we have that bird brain to navigate us if needed."

"well go get her here to navigate, we are heading to this planet." you point at the nearest planet to the ship on the display "And I am not taking a no for an answer."

"from whom are you referring that too?" Thera's voice comes out from behind you as she steps though a portal that just opened, "dont worry I know exactly where you want to go."

"did you read my mind." you ask a bit annoyed that this demon gets more impressive entrances than you.

"no, I am just that good. now I summoned your friend and he set up his 'forge' in the old armory." as she says forge she uses air quotations "He also asked me to tell you to see him, he wants to take a look at your weapon."

>[1] leave the demon to set the course. you want to get that weapon upgrade, NOW.
>[2] ask how exactly Thera knew that you made that decision, no one is "that good"
>[3] decide you have had enough for today and it is time to go to your room and sleep, maybe tell a mechanicus to set up a hot tub for you later so you can relax
>[4] write-in

>>2200610
>[1] leave the demon to set the course. you want to get that weapon upgrade, NOW.

>>2200610
>>[1] leave the demon to set the course. you want to get that weapon upgrade, NOW.

you decide it is time to get that fucking upgrade on your scythe, god damn you have had enough with just the basic model of death and despair.

you quickly nod and rush out the door towards the armory of the ship, as you do so you pass several genestealers helping some slaves with work.

great now they are normalizing themselves. how long until they try to pull the genestealer cult bullshit on your ass now.

eventually you reach the armory and though the frame of the door you see a purple light and you hear female moans of pleasure.

you slowly open the door to see Warglitus hammering on a anvil with a furnace nearby, a purple fire burns within. at the same time he hammers the heated metal he thrusts into a woman in front of him and she moans in ecstasy.

"Warglitus my old friend I see you have made yourself at home." you announce as you enter the room.

the smith looks up at you and smiles "Ah Xawn I see you are quick to get down here. Now may I see your weapon?"

you hand your weapon over and without breaking the rhythm of his fucking or hammering he inspects the scythe

"impressive" he comments "when I gave this too you I thought you would die before it was even whetted by blood, you impress me by using such a cumbersome weapon with such efficiency."

you chuckle a bit "a perfect being like myself can use any weapon to it's maximum potential without fail. now aside from stroking my ego I have a request, I want you to upgrade my weapon."

the smith nods and then looks you in the eye "There are three ways I can upgrade this weapon. First I can imbue it with a bit of life allowing it to extend to grapple far away opponents, second I can change the blade to be more effective against armor and deliver more pain on contact, finally I can made the blade able to change positions so it can act like a spear as well as a scythe. each one is mutually exclusive so no you cant ask for all three."

>[1] extending scythe, it should give us much better range and allow us to use it to grapple on to higher ground. not to mention the fact we can use it to pull targets towards us.
>[2] upgrade the blade, we want to cause much more damage with it, plus anything to deal with armor is a good thing
>[3] shifting blade, being able to now trust with a weapon is always good, it will give us some flexibility with the weapon.
>[4] write-in (aka think of your own upgrade)

>>2200695
>>[1] extending scythe, it should give us much better range and allow us to use it to grapple on to higher ground. not to mention the fact we can use it to pull targets towards us.

>>2200695
>[1] extending scythe, it should give us much better range and allow us to use it to grapple on to higher ground. not to mention the fact we can use it to pull targets towards us.

alright extending scythe is a go, writing.

you smile, the answer was obvious. "Give me the extending scythe upgrade, ranged targets are annoying and any way to deal with them is appreciated."

the smith nods at you and takes the scythe, "come back in a day and I will have your scythe ready for you to test."

you nod and leave the forge before you are intercepted by Taldia who looks annoyed "what happened?" you ask her before she beings

"That bitch told me to get out of the bridge because I was a nuance and a distraction to her while she charted a course." she shakes her head angrily "what is wrong with wanting to count how many seconds it takes for her to chart up a route?"

"I think anyone would find that annoying Taldia, but enough about her have you decided on who you are going to make your disciples?" you ask genuinely interested

"yes, several men and women in the sick bay fit the wants I have, I have already administered the diseases upon them." she smiles as she says this, it was cute but creepy

"anyways anything else you wish to talk to me about?" you ask

"no nothing but this man would like to speak to you." she steps aside and you see a robot.... er human robot thing standing there.

"HELLO," it states loudly "I AM TECHPRIEST ALIGOZ, I REQUEST YOUR ATTENTION"

you cover your ears and respond grimacing "you have it"

"I REQUEST PERMISSION TO CONDUCT RESEARCH ON TECHNOLOGY USING HERETEK METHODS, DO YOU APPROVE?" it asks, not lowering it's volume

"yes yes lower your damned volume, I'm not a noise marine." you spit back at it

"I apologize for the volume." it states now back to normal volume "my vocal speakers are damaged and SOME TIMES CHANGE VOLume at will."

"right right but before you go do that I would like a hot tub installed in my room." you say putting your hands behind your head.

"MaY I ask WHAT liquid WILL BE used for this HoT TUb?" the heretek asks

"I donno... blood and drugs maybe?" you respond a bit jokingly

"It SHAll bE dONe!" it respond before hurrying away before you can respond

"well that was interesting" you mutter to yourself before turning to your companion "anything else?"

"no," she responds shaking her head "I was afraid he was going to ask if you could be remade with cyberdongs, that one seems to have a fetish for them"

>[1] alright you are calling it a night, you have plans for the next few days and new allies you are going to have to deal with
>[2] see if Thera needs help, maybe try to get the info on the person who locked her away out of her (fel)
>[3] lets go corrupt some slaves, for shits and giggles!
>[4] write-in

>>2200781
>>[3] lets go corrupt some slaves, for shits and giggles!

im going to call it a night here, I'll be back sunday at 2pm to continue. I'll count up all the votes then and hope to see you back here.

>>2200781
>>[3] lets go corrupt some slaves, for shits and giggles!

>>2200781
>>[3] lets go corrupt some slaves, for shits and giggles!
let's spread that corrruption we have to make sure Slaanesh is the dominant cult here

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>>2200781
>[2] see if Thera needs help, maybe try to get the info on the person who locked her away out of her (fel)

>>2200781
>[3] lets go corrupt some slaves, for shits and giggles!

little pop in just realized I said Sunday but I meant Saturday 2pm..... while I am here I guess I'll just write up what is next.

you crack your knuckles and stretch your arms, time for a bit of corruption Slaanesh style. But first you must bring some 'gifts' to the victorious slaves.

leaving Taldia to her own devices you head to the kitchens to find the late rogue trader's stash of wines, it takes you a few minutes to find them but once you do you take a few of the more potent vintages and quickly uncork them with the precision of a surgeon to ensure that the slaves would not notice you opened them before giving them the gifts.

you cut your finger and let six drops of your blood fall into each bottle of wine, you just feel six is just right to insure the corruption sticks.

you push the corks back into the bottles and wrap a thin piece of cloth over each top, to make it look untampered, and head down to the slave pens.

as you enter you are greeted with almost exactly the same sight you saw when you arrived here in the first place, nothing hedonistic happening at all and it annoys you greatly.

"MY FRIENDS I BRING GIFTS FOR YOUR EXCELLENT COOPERATION AND TO HONOR THE DEAD!" you shout holding a bottle aloft.

a few moment later the slaves being coming out of their rooms, like sheep they followed each other to you.

you give the slaves a massive smile and announce "Friends, drink and be merry. You have earned your freedom on this ship and other threw your oppressive master, I offer you these wines as a small sample of what you shall receive if you continue to follow me!" an older slave walks up to you and holds his hand out for one of the bottles.

you hand one to him and he deftly pulls the cork out with a makeshift wine opener, he then pours some of the crimson liquid into his hand and drinks it.

the man nearly drops the wine as tears well up in his eyes, "wh-what flavor, what beautiful flavor!" he cries out and the rest of the slaves surge forward for the corrupted wine.

you oblige with a smile, little did these fools know that they were drinking small amounts of liquid chaos with every drop of wine.

soon the bottles were gone and the slaves were enjoying the vintage as though it were their own life blood, oblivious to the fact that several of them who had drank larger amounts of the wine started showing unnatural changes such as the star of Slaanesh forming on a part of their body, or the growth of a breast, or in a slightly alarming specimen purpleing of skin. The old man seemed to have de-aged thirty years and had put on quite a bit of muscle mass as well as the Mark appearing on his forehead.

you leave the slaves smiling with the knowledge that their souls were already damned to your god, they just did not know it yet. Probably in a few days you will check back to see how your little drop of corruption has grown.

(cont)

as the door behind you closes you suddenly are hit by a wave of exhaustion. you grip a nearby pole for support. you shake your head as the brunt of it passes but you still feel a bit weak.

>[1] alright lets spend a bit more alone time with our personal fuck slave, you have decided she should be made your champion/personal play toy.
>[2] head to the bridge and see what is taking so long for your ship to head into the warp, you gave the order they should have done so by now
>[3] head to your room, you need to sleep. kinda odd being a demon needing sleep but for some reason you feel that you need it.
>[4] go to Thera and ask her if you should be feeling this tired and weak, something feels a bit off.
>[5] write-in

>>2205196
>[4] go to Thera and ask her if you should be feeling this tired and weak, something feels a bit off.

>>2205196
>[4] go to Thera and ask her if you should be feeling this tired and weak, something feels a bit off.

>>2205196
>[4] go to Thera and ask her if you should be feeling this tired and weak, something feels a bit off.
Might also be a good idea to ask her where the Inquisitor went.

alright we back, writing.

>>2205196
>[4]
So when's the Simun Cameo happening?

you pull yourself up and shake your head, that was definitely not normal. thinking logically Thera probably would know what is going on with your body. So you head to the bridge where she most likely would be.

as you enter the bridge you notice three things, first a techpriest with a saurian skull for a face, Thera looking quite annoyed at the techpriest, and finally a massive scroll with tons of arcane markings written on it.

"WILL YOU SHUT YOUR STUPID INQUISITIVE MOUTH FOR ONE MOMENT YOU BLOODY WASTE OF MASS!" Thera shouts at the techpriest

"Inquiry: could I be replicated with cyberdongs?" the techprist asks before Thera opens a portal beneath it and it falls though...... you rather not think of where it probably is going.

"Thera I need some answers." you state as she turns towards you

"OH YOU NEED ANSWERS!" she shouts at you clearly pissed as all hell "EVERY ONE ON THIS BLOODY SHIP NEEDS FUCKING ANSWERS!"

"Thera something is wrong with my body, this is important!" you respond your voice flat and direct.

as Thera hears this she immediately calms down, her feathers laying flat "Alright, what is wrong?"

"I feel weak, unwell. I nearly collapsed not too long ago for no reason, and the weakness has yet to pass." you answer, pulling yourself into a chair.

"question, did you use a body to enter the materium or did you come in without." she cocks her head a bit, a worried expression appears on her face as she looks at you

"I was summoned, I dont think they used a body." you respond as another wave of fatigue hits you

"I see, one moment." Thera waves her hand and a portal appears, suddenly she reaches though it and pulls a human into the bridge. from what you can tell it was dressed as an imperial psyker. "Your existence in the materium is unstable to say the least thanks to the cultist's shoddy summoning, I saw how they did it they are complete amateurs."

the man looks up at you two, his blind eyes wide with fear "P-please dont do this!" he whimpers as thera's clawed hand grips his head

"Now to stabilize your existence there are two things we can do, the first is kill you and send you back to the warp then summon you when you reform or you can consume the psychic essence of psykers to keep you going." she thrusts the psyker to your feet "I think you would prefer option two so on that note enjoy the meal."

you grab the psyker and he screams as you begin to consume his soul, his pain was beyond comprehension. As his existence fades you feel yourself filled with power, as though years of fatigue had been recovered.

you drop the shrivelled husk to the ground and pull yourself to your feet "I knew you had an answer for what ails me, now then are we prepared for the jump?" you ask her.

"we have been ready." Thera responds rolling her shoulders "I just wanted to wait for you to give the go."

(cont)

you walk up to the daemon and smile "I already gave it, shall we?" you wave you hand at the console with the corrupted crew sitting ready to do the jump

you put your hands behind your back as a massive purple portal appears before the ship and it enters, you note with your demonic eyes multiple daemons slam against the invisible barrier that was the gellar field.

>[1] alright new we sleep, we have a long day ahead of us if we are to take control of a planet
>[2] ask Thera is disabling the field would be a good idea?
>[3] leave and check up on Taldia, see how she is doing
>[4] ask Thera about the person who locked her up, information like that could be useful for not getting trapped like she was (fel)
>[5] find your toy Dunissa and give her a bit more corruption, once you are complete there will be no greater champion of Slaanesh alive!
>[6] write-in

>>2206458
>[5] find your toy Dunissa and give her a bit more corruption, once you are complete there will be no greater champion of Slaanesh alive!

>>2206458
>>[5] find your toy Dunissa and give her a bit more corruption, once you are complete there will be no greater champion of Slaanesh alive!

We should teach her how to wield a Scythe . After Fucking her silly I mean

>>2206458
>[5]
Although at this point referring to her as pet instead of toy would be more fitting imho.

I really should put a NSFW warning up at the top of these quest.... but hay 5 won so writing.

>[4] ask Thera about the person who locked her up, information like that could be useful for not getting trapped like she was (fel)

>>2206476
It's Meh, I mean things like Reborn in an RPG and Storm [Noun] are here and they don't have warnings plus the rules are kind of vague since I saw a bunch of actual picture nudes on Reborn in an RPG

you turn and begin to leave before Thera calls out to you "Where are you going?" she asks her eyebrow raised.

"oh just to give my champion a bit more of Slaanesh's love, you know th-" you respond before Thera cuts you off

"NOPE I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT, THAT IS NOT SOMETHING I WANT TO KNOW!" her blue face blushes and she covers her ears.

you chuckle and leave the bridge and begin tracking down your pet, it takes about ten minutes to find her and when you do you notice she had abridged her robe quite a bit along with her body being slightly different.

First off her skin was quite a bit fairer than it was before also her breasts had gotten bigger, not that you were complaining, it seems she had ripped her robe up and now wore the strips as a makeshift bra and skirt, her midriff was completely exposed and not only that but a large amount of cleavage was showing. the most glaring difference was the length of her hair, before it was simply to her shoulders but now it had grown to half way down her back.

she whirls around to face you, and smiles "Master, I was wondering when you would show up." she gestures towards her body "enjoying the show?"

you smile and say nothing, instead you walk forward and grip one of her breasts. she lets out a small moan as you do so and you realize her nipples were already hard, she pulls herself close and whispers into your ear "not here master, lets take this to your room."

you smile and lead her to your room, as you enter you notice a hot tub had actually been installed though it was empty for now. your dick was already fully erect as Dunissa pushes you into your bed and begins strip teasing you, slowly disrobing in front of you and making sure to make it as sexual as possible.

Finally she walks forward and pulls herself onto your lap "use any hole you want master." she whispers once more and you decide that it is time to use the back door.

you grip her and and prepare to insert your dick as she giggles, slowly your dick passes though the muscular ring and Dunissa nearly screams in pleasure.

you begin pumping into her at a rapid pace, reducing Dunissa to grunts and moans of pleasure. you take your time with her, causing her to orgasm multiple times before you finally release into her ass.

"AHHHH!" she shouts in pleasure before collapsing onto your chest. you smile as you notice on her ass the Star of Slaanesh forming. good now that she has progressed this far you can begin making her your true champion.

"Dunessa, you will be perfect once I am done training you. Not simply my concubine but a true mistress of perfection." you smile at her nearly passed out face "soon you shall know the joy of inflicting pain on others and the pleasure that only Slaanesh can truly bring."

you pull your dick out of her ass with a satisfying pop and head to the shower. you wash yourself off, though considering you are a demon it's more just for the feel of water running over you skin.

(cont)

>[1] alright lets use the hot tub, let the blood flow and the cocaine be snorted
>[2] wait for Dunissa to wake up and bring her to the Warglitus, lets get this girl a real weapon
>[3] go to sleep, it will take a while to reach your destination and you may as well get some physical rest before then
>[4] write-in

>>2206575
>[1] alright lets use the hot tub, let the blood flow and the cocaine be snorted

>>2206566
>[1] alright lets use the hot tub, let the blood flow and the cocaine be snorted
Then
>[2] wait for Dunissa to wake up and bring her to the Warglitus, lets get this girl a real weapon

>>2206575
>ask Thera about the person who locked her up, information like that could be useful for not getting trapped like she was (fel)

alright waiting for a few more votes, gunna be back in about 20 min.

alright we got a 3 way tie 1 for >>2206581 2 for >>2206591 and 3 for >>2206595

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>2206695
>>2206591

alright writing

>>2206699
Shit I was going to say I was fine switching to hot tub but then I won so fuck it Yay

You leave the shower and decide if there are drugs and a hot tub then you are going to enjoy them to their fullest. you leave the shower, turning off the water as you do so and head to the hot tub, as you approach it you realize it is still empty though the cocane is still there.

you hear a ringing and notice a vox and you pick it up and open up the line "hello?"

"Hello MaSTEr, IT iS I." you hear the techpriest from before, not the one who was sent into a portal, "DId you enjoy MY gift?"

"why yes." you respond "But I seem to be lacking the blood that I requested."

"THAT caN be fixed ShorTLY!" the techpriest responds, it seems his vocal systems have yet to be fixed "I will INStall A butTON later so YOU maY fiLl it yOUr self."

you hear a slight rumble and suddenly the tub begins to fill with blood, soon the blood begins steaming with heat and you enter it, by does it feel good.

Though probably some tech heresy the machine man managed to make a system where heating the blood does not cause it to crust up. quickly you cut a line of cocaine and snort it, rubbing your nose after doing so.

a few minutes later and the effects kick in, sure maybe no the strongest drug in the galaxy but it does the trick.

you rest in the hot tub for a while before growing a bit bored.

you notice your soon to be champion waking up and you leave the blood hot tub and dry yourself off, then you get back into your fancy clothing. "Come Dunissa, it's time for a reward for your devotion to me."

she nods with a lewd smile before you throw her discarded robe to her, "dress please" you state and both of you leave the room and head to Warglitus's workshop.

as you enter you notice the room has no smoke in it and the smith was smiling as his hammer slammed into red hot metal on the anvil and it screams.

"I-Is that metal screaming?" you ask a bit confused and the smith turns towards you

"why yes it is, I did infuse it with life so it feels pain. Now why did you come?" the smith asks gesturing for you to sit on a nearby chair.

you take a seat as Dunissa stands "I wish for a weapon for my champion."

the smith raises an eyebrow "Not a week in the materium and you already are creating a champion, your ambitions must have no bounds." he looks at Dunissa and nods before putting the metal into the fire once more and walking back to a weapon rack.

he picks up several weapons before shaking his head and walking over to another rack and grabbing a blade, it was odd the blade seemingly made of multiple wedges. he walks back to Dunissa and hands it to her "This shall be your weapon."

"I am her master, I should choose her weapon!" you interject before the smith holds his finger up to you

"This is the perfect weapon for her, much like how this scythe shall be your perfect weapon. I have had several millennia of smithing experience and I can tell which weapon best befits its' wielder." the smith responds, as you try to argue Dunissa interrupts you both.

(cont)

"master, it's perfect!" she exclaims as suddenly she spins it around herself, a click is heard and the blade detaches becoming a bladed whip.

the smith turns and smiles at you smugly as you shake your head, but you guess the weapon probably would be okay for her to use for now.

>[1] alright lets give her some training with that weapon, get her somewhat combat ready (Wsx2)
>[2] find Thera and ask her if she can summon some demons
>[3] find some unlucky slaves to have Dunissa to test her weapon against
>[4] sleep time, you may be a demon but you deserve some RnR.
>[5] write-in

>>2206835
>>[1] alright lets give her some training with that weapon, get her somewhat combat ready (Wsx2)

>>2206835
>[2] find Thera and ask her if she can summon some demons

>>2206835
>>[1] alright lets give her some training with that weapon, get her somewhat combat ready (Wsx2)

alright 2d100 vs 40, 32

Rolled 84, 58 = 142 (2d100)

>>2206912