Alright then this is round three of Slaanesh quest, it is time to finally get into the meat of this quest and see how far we will take the heresy. As seen in the title this will probably become NSFW as per votes and because we are a demon of Slaanesh so be warned there will be promotions.

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
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Enjoy and lets get onto the quest.

you finally open your mouth and speak to your two compaions "alright so our options are to sneak in or go in guns blazing"

"proverbially on the second point, since none of us have guns." Thera responds tapping her clawed foot "But all honesty I would prefer option one of the situation, safer and a more secure method of getting on the planet without being blown to bits."

Taldia cracks her knuckles "I am more than willing to go in guns blazing, I could turn plenty of people into plague thralls and begin a zombie take over that way."

Thera looks at her like she is insane "You understand that they could just bomb the space port without care, they can just wait us out as they blow the entire place up."

"I doubt they can react fast enough though, we just kill the people who would alert them before they can get the message out." Taldia responds not budging on the point

Thera puffs her feathers up "How can you be this close minded!" she shakes her head "Well thankfully it's not up to you, Xawn you get the choice here sneak in and use wit and guile to remain undetected or just go in like a berserker and kill everything?"

>[1] sneak in, we want to make sure they have already lost before it begins
>[2] guns blazing we want a massive entrance and we will have it!
>[3] write-in

>>2218254
>[1] sneak in, we want to make sure they have already lost before it begins

>>2218254
>[1]

alright giving it 5 more minutes before starting the writing

alright 1 won, writing

you look at the two demons and weigh your options, either you can sneak in and start the corruption small and spread it silently or you can go in and cause a slaughter.

after some mental debate at the pros and cons of both plans you settle on sneaking in under the guise of a rogue trader.

"we are going with Thera's plan." you state wrapping your scythe with the silk cloth.

"WHAT!" Taldia shouts "WHY!"

"It's because I am smart and you are not." Thera comments smugly "Trust me you should just keep listening to me and we will go far."

"that was not the reason either, we are going sneaky because it increases our chances at living past ten minutes. Now get dressed up or whatever you need to do." as you state this you will the late rogue trader's best you had on earlier to appear. it does.

Thera on the other hand waves her staff a bit and suddenly her blue and gold hair turns brown, her skin becomes a fair pale color, her avian traits disappear, and the chaos iconography turns into imperial symbols.

you both look at Taldia who shrugs "I can't do any of that."

Thera sighs in annoyance and waves her staff again "Fine I'll cast an illusion on you as well, don't thank me for it."

a few moments later and Taldia looks like a normal human, and smells like a normal human.

as you all complete your disguises a techpriest walks up to you "M'lord we have made contact with the space port, they wish to speak with you."

>[1] tell them that the rogue trader would rather speak with them in person, I am currently busy.
>[2] take the call, you may as well figure out the level of intelligence you are working with before you land
>[3] tell the man on the line that he shall speak to my assistant, I currently cannot take calls
>[4] write-in

>>2218377
>[2]

>>2218377
>[2] take the call, you may as well figure out the level of intelligence you are working with before you land

alright writing.

"patch me though then." you state looking down at the techpriest

The red robed man nods his head before leading you to the console and hitting a few buttons, a moment later a holoprojection of a man in his mid thirties appears, "Hail Rogue Trader, what brings you to our planet today?"

"Oh simply supplies and fuel," you respond, not that far from the real truth really. You did need those things.

"I see, I must ask what is your name. I have yet to receive any identification." the man continues stroking his beard

"Yes, you may call me Xawn. I was granted the title of Rogue Trader not too long ago and have since been sent to this sector of the galaxy to find new planets for the imperium." you respond, keeping it all realistic serves you well and by claiming you are a new rogue trader they may attempt to gain your favor by treating you well.

then man nods several times before cocking his head as though he was listening to someone off screen, "very well Rogue Trader you have permission to dock, I hope you enjoy your stay on our planet."

the connection is cut unceremoniously which annoys you, at least stick around for some questions.

you step away from the console and face your companions "we heard, you got us permission to dock. Don't you think this is going too easily?" Taldia asks

"what do you mean?" you respond raising an eyebrow

"they did not attempt to check any writs, what was the ship's name, or anything that was way too quick." Taldia continues rubbing her hands.

"As much as it galls me I must agree with the rot bag, that was too easy." Thera finally states breaking her silence "All honesty I can't see where this will go, something is clouding my ability to read the future."

well that does not sound good at all, if your two companions think something is up then something must be wrong.

several minutes pass by as you three stand there silently contemplating if this was a trap or not.

it was the tech priest that broke the silence "If I may assure you m'lord I believe that this planet is too technologically primitive, for the most part, to truly be able to verify your status as a rogue trader. They are in the Segmentum Obscura which is in close proximity to the eye of terror meaning it is difficult to send and receive information from terra. I believe that because they have been so isolated with information that they simply are taking you at face value."

you look at the priest and raise an eyebrow "how do you know this?"

"Tis simply an assumption m'lord, but considering this planet is most likely an agricultural planet that means most technology would be focused on farming, and nothing else." the techpriest shifts from foot to foot, it obviously does not like being the center of attention

you nod at him and decide that you are still going with the plan, a few hours later your ship docks in the bay and the pressure seals unlock.

(cont)

you step out of your ship to see slaves running around refueling ships and techpriest performing repairs.

you breath the first breath of fresh air you have had since you entered the materium..... ya not that much different than the air in the ship but hay you experienced it.

you see a man, the man that you spoke with on the console waking up to your ship with ten armed guards, as you start reaching for the weapon on your back the man walks up to you and puts his right hand forth.

"WELCOME!" he shouts with gusto "TO OUR HUMBLE PLANET!"

you look at his hand for a bit and decide to take it, he grips your hand firmly and shakes hit smiling

>[1] ask him where the local pub is, you have a want to taste this planet's cuisine
>[2] smile back at him and ask him if he knew where you and your companions could find some lodging, you would rather not stay on the ship while it was being repaired
>[3] pull the man in and ram him though with your claw, you are done with the sneaking already (ws, str)
>[4] ask him if you could speak to the planetary governor, you would like to discuss trade deals (felx2)
>[5] write-in

>>2218475
>[1] ask him where the local pub is, you have a want to taste this planet's cuisine

>>2218475
>[1] ask him where the local pub is, you have a want to taste this planet's cuisine

alright writing.

you look at the man and withdraw your hand, you notice he is sweating a bit. Though from his emotions it was not fear but instead exhaustion, you realize he must have ran here to greet you.

"If I may ask do you know where the local pub is?" you ask smoothing your hair back.

The man nods "Why yes my lord if you wish I will bring you to it later, I believe that the planetary governor-"

You cut him off with a wave of your hand "I would wish to taste this planet's cuisine before I speak to the governor, I am quite famished and to be blunt the cook on my ship is not as good as he pretends to be."

the man nods and you notice his emotions flicker a bit between fear, annoyance, and confusion "w-why yes, very well then my lord I shall lead you."

the man turns around and you and your companions follow flanked by the armed guards. as you walk you notice some of the citizens giving the man leading you dirty looks, several times you hear the words "brown nose" "fop" "ass hat" and most hilariously "Grox fucker."

finally you arrive at a modest pub, as you enter you are greeted with the sight of at least thirty men and women sitting at tables. most of them hunched over their drinks and food.

the man beckons you to an empty table and calls over a serving boy, the boy walks over his hands shaking with fear.

"m-my l-lords what wi-will you be having today?" he stutters and then finishes quickly

you stretch your neck and look at the boy "Yes, just get me what you would consider the best dish this establishment has to offer. Oh and some drinks if you would."

you look at your other companions who all shake their heads. Thera was the only one who spoke up "just a drink would be fine, I am not as worldly as my dear employer."

"Suit yourself" you respond leaning back in your chair as the boy walks away quickly.

a few minutes later you have a steaming pile of meat and vegetables, as you smell the scents wafting from the meat you realize they used several different spices to compliment the meat and the vegetables were covered in a vegetable oil based dressing.

you dig in and though you are a bit disappointed. The meat though having a pleasing scent was not as flavorful as you would have hoped and was slightly overcooked. the vegetables were not fresh and lacked a crispness that the visual observation had promised. at the least though the drink they brought was good, for mortals.

you finish the meal the give a quick smile to the boy as he looked like he was about to piss himself in fear "m-my lord how was the meal?"

>[1] "My compliments to the chef, I would wish to congratulate him myself!"
>[2] "The meal was good but improvements could be made to it, worry yourself not most would not notice the imperfections."
>[3] give the child a cold stare "I wish to speak to the chef in private, now."
>[4] say nothing and leave the pub, you have a governor to meet
>[5] write-in

>>2219001
>[1] "My compliments to the chef, I would wish to congratulate him myself!"

>>2219001
>[2] "The meal was good but improvements could be made to it, worry yourself not most would not notice the imperfections."
Also state to the serving boy that in no way he is responsible for this and should calm down.
>we finna seduce him to chaos via honeyed words and make him into our butler

few more minutes and I'll do the chaos toss up. unless we get more votes.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

alright 1 for >>2219045 and 2 for >>2219052

alright writing.

you take a deep breath and look the boy in the eyes "the meal was good but improvements could be made to it, worry yourself not most would not notice the imperfections."

as you say this the boy looks like he was about to pass out, you also notice your guide scowling at him "you gave the rogue trader imperfect food you fil-" the man starts before you cut him off

"the serving boy had no control over the quality of the food given too me, I also did not carry with me high hopes for this place and I was pleasantly surprised at the food not being inedible." you give your guide a hard look and he wilts under your gaze

the serving boy was now a nervous wreck, you were surprised he was still standing, so you stretch your hand out and pat his shoulder "calm down boy, you are not in any danger I assure you." you take a look at your guide "Am I correct."

"yes, yes you are my lord." the man states his eyes cast down.

you smile at the boy "why do you not come alone with us when we leave here, I could use a butler on my ship and you seem to be the dutiful type."

the boy's eyes light up for a moment before he shakes his head "I cannot m'lord I must remain here to take care of my family."

"oh?" you ask surprised most people would jump at the chance to up their station in life "pray tell what family?" you ask now curious

"my sister my lord, she is ill and I am the only one who keeps her alive." You notice Taldia perk up at this for a moment before hiding her slight excitement

"ah yes, you truly are pure of heart young one. Think of my offer though, when you are able." you smile at him as the boy bows and leaves.

you and leave the bar guards and comrades in toe. now then where to go.

>[1] now we go to the planetary governor, lets see if we can corrupt him/her in some way (felx2)
>[2] ask for a tour of the local area, and leave some corruption behind to fester (wp)
>[3] whisper to Taldia to track down that kid's sister, she seemed excited for some reason and you wish to see what mayhem she can come up with.
>[4] write-in

brb 1 hour must grab some food.

>>2219165
>[1] now we go to the planetary governor, lets see if we can corrupt him/her in some way (felx2)

>>2219165
>[3] whisper to Taldia to track down that kid's sister, she seemed excited for some reason and you wish to see what mayhem she can come up with.
And since that shouldn't really take that long, let's also do
>[1] now we go to the planetary governor, lets see if we can corrupt him/her in some way (felx2)
Slightly tempted to do 2, but then the corruption might be noticed too soon. Better to start from the top down.

alright I'm back and giving it a few minutes until the toss up.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

alright 1 for >>2219173 and 2 for >>2219202

we got 2 so give me a 2d100 vs 50, 43

>>2219402

Rolled 42, 4 = 46 (2d100)

>>2219402

alright we got a victory roll so writing.

you look at Taldia and nod at her, almost on que Thera opened a connection between you three "alright what was the nod?" Thera asks though the link

"Taldia you can go find the girl, just make sure to keep your corruption light on her until the planet begins to fall." you respond ignoring Thera's question

"thank you." Taldia responds before leaving down a side alley, several blocks away the guide realizes Taldia had disappeared

"what happened to your companion?" he asks you eyebrows raised

"Oh she has a habit of going off on her own, do not worry yourself nothing on this planet could possibly harm her." the man still looked worried at your response but you were having none of it. "Take me to the governor I wish to speak with them so that I may discuss business deals."

"But," the man starts before you cut him off

"I am not taking no for an answer, you will take to the governor and you will take me now." you state letting your eyebrows knit in annoyance

the man pales and begins leading you forward towards what you assume is the path to the governor's mansion.

as you reach the mansion you nearly vomit at the amount of imperial iconography everywhere, it was almost criminal.

you enter the mansion, a rather fat man in opulent clothing walks out to greet you. he smelled of wine and high class food and you could tell he was rather prideful.

"WELCOME!" he nearly shouts at you walking forward arm outstretched.

you take his hand and smile at him "I take it that you are the governor?"

"why yes my friend and I hear you have come to talk, yes?" he asks not breaking the handshake

"well let us talk in private then, Thera I believe you can find something to take your time." you smile at her and she nods

"Do you have a library?" she asks and the man nods at her, with that she leaves in search of the library.

you and the man enter a side room, and immediately you notice three things. several naked women with collars on them, some drugs on the table, and finally a assortment of wines.

"make yourself at home!" he states as he sits at the desk in the room and you take a seat across from him

"I see you have good tastes!" you smile at him, this man was almost corrupted just by existing a small push was all he needed."

"why thank you, I would ask you to keep what you see in here private. I spied you as a man of similar taste, and I believe you know of the problems that could arise from the populous knowing my particular tastes." you nod at this, welp time to get to work

"What if I told you I knew a way for you to get more of what you could enjoy, lets say an excessive amount?" you begin and you notice an immediate focus from him, he was interested

"go on." he leans forward towards you his beady eyes watching your every move as the fat on his body jiggled a bit with every movement he made.

"well you know the imperium would not approve of your particular tastes but I know of one who approves and more." you sense the excitement of the man

(cont)

but he then stops himself "But that would be heresy I can't just commit heresy whenever I want!"

"oh but do you really think the imperium would allow you to live if they learned of this?" you wave your hand around you and the man turns pale

"Y-you would not speak of this!" he states sweating now and pulling his collar

"Oh I would not my good sir," he relaxes a bit before you continue "But if a guard saw this what do you think he would do?" the sweating began again

"b-but then what would you suggest I do?" you smile at this, oh how mortals are so easy to manipulate into your plans. though just flat out corrupting him would be too obvious.

"well I have some contacts who are not of the imperium who would be rather interested in you and your planet. All I ask is you keep the any imperial enforcement off my back while I am on this planet and I assure you I can get you in contact with them." you continue getting up from your chair

"I-I promise you that you will have no resistance from me, but if the inquisition comes I can't promise anything." you nod at him before grabbing his hand as you do you burn the mark of Slaanesh into his palm. it was not pain he felt from it but pleasure.

as you release him he holds his hand close eyes wide "Do not worry simply that mark insures that you will be protected by my god, now I must go preparations must be made." with that you leave. you smile to yourself your demonic charm made it quite easy to manipulate the man's mind into thinking this was his only out, how easy mortals are to manipulate.

>[1] find Thera and ask her how long it would take to set up a demonic portal to spit out demons onto this world
>[2] time to overtly corrupt some guards, you want to make sure that the governor keeps his word (wpx2)
>[3] find a girl in this mansion and fuck her, you have yet to do that and it has been a bit
>[4] write-in

>>2219943
>[3] find a girl in this mansion and fuck her, you have yet to do that and it has been a bit

>>2219943
>[2]

alright I'm going to wait a few more minutes before I call a toss up and that will be the last post for tonight.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

alright 1 for >>2219956 and 2 for >>2219980, writing

give me a 2d100 vs 37, 30

Rolled 93, 73 = 166 (2d100)

>>2220041

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uh oh, does anyone else want to save us from that roll?

alright double fail for the corruption, this gunna be messy.

you decide it's time to overtly corrupt some people, you know having thralls for your plan makes it quite a bit easier to pull off.

you approach the men you were with earlier, they seemed to be the elite on this backwater planet so corrupting them should yield good results.

they salute you and state "Hail!" you smile at this and immediately attempt to grab the first one, warping into your demon form as you do so.

unfortunately that little reveal cost you precious moments where the men reacted, the first man jumps backward pulling his lasgun up and aiming it at you

"FOUL XENOS SCUM I SHOULD HAVE SUSPECTED!" he roars at you as the rest of his men pull their guns up and aim them at you, "YOU MUST HAVE CORRUPTED THE GOVERNOR WITH HERESY! WE WILL PURGE YOUR KIND FOR THE EMPEROR!"

well shit these men though blinded to your true existence by faith were a bit smarter and faster than you thought!

>[1] alright the jig is up with these ten, kill them and quickly hide yourself before anyone else sees you (wsx2, wp)
>[2] round two of attempt to corrupt guardsmen, this time you will not miss (ag, wpx2)
>[3] sigh at them and shake your head, you almost gave them greatness. now you are just going to kill them, time to start the slaughter (wsx3)
>[4] write-in

I will be back at 2pm pst tomorrow, I hope to see you then!

>>2220137
>[2] round two of attempt to corrupt guardsmen, this time you will not miss (ag, wpx2)
Quickly, before they can shoot us, FUCK THEM!

>>2220158
let's got with that and hope for a good roll

>>2220158
I'm always down for a quickie

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>2220158
Praise Slaneesh

alright I'm back and from counting the votes I can see 2 won so give me a good roll 2d100 vs 27, 40, 32

Rolled 7, 9, 10 = 26 (3d100)

>>2221195
YOu said 2d100 vs. 3 things, so I’m just going to roll 3d100 and you can discard the last one or use it.

sorry i was wit' da orks earlia an' ma brain ‘as yet ta recova, so ‘dat iz a hard success so go time.

you smile at the men as they get ready to kill you, sure it was not going exactly to plan but that would be boring and this fear will fuel Slaanesh. you prepare your scythe for the kill.

on second thought you drop the weapon and raise your hands, you need thralls to do your work so if these men are probably the best this world has to offer so round two of corrupting.

then men look confused at you as you drop your weapon, that moment of hesitation was all you needed. you lunge forward as your hand collides with the first soldier's face, he screams in horror as you use him as an amplifier to fire your corruption into the rest of the guard.

all but the first guard grab their heads in pain and begin collapsing as the corruption took hold, warping their personalities and their bodies to your will.

about a minute later the men had been fully corrupted, their skin purple, horns and breasts had grown upon their bodies, the mark of the prince branded across their faces, they bow to you as you let go of the first man.

you are saddened that you had to loose one of them but using a mortal as an amplifier when they lacked any psychic abilities was a death sentence, his burned out husk twitches on the ground blood leaking out of every orifice.

"we serve" the men all state in unison, their eyes glazed over with the pleasure of serving you and the will of the prince.

"My orders are simple, insure that the governor upholds his promise of allowing me free reign," you suppress your demonic features once again "and clean this mess up." you point at the husk of a guardsman on the floor before turning away.

now then our next step to weaken this planet to for the powers of chaos.

>[1] find Thera, have her start with setting up a portal into the warp, we need to make sure this planet falls as soon as possible
>[2] find Taldia, maybe she has a plan for using the planet's natural resources to your advantage
>[3] find the local brothel, you can start spreading your brand of corruption there quite easily
>[4] write-in

>>2221233
>[3]

>>2221233
>[3] find the local brothel, you can start spreading your brand of corruption there quite easily

2 has won so writing.

you look behind you at your now loyal servants "So tell me where is the local brothel?" a smile slides itself across your face.

one of the men looks up, his eyes glowing a sinister purple color "There is one in the city, close to the pub that you had a meal at my master, if you wish I may lead you there."

you wave your hand before walking away "that will not be necessary, simply keep an eye on the governor and kill him if he betrays us. Also inform my friend in the library that I will be busy doing my own work and she may join me if she wishes."

you exit the estate and commandeer a vehicle, it takes a bit but eventually you figure out how it works. you drive into the city, remembering where the pub is you stop the vehicle near it and begin your search.

not ten minutes later and you locate it following your sensitive nose. you take note that because it was late at night the brothel was quite busy, perfect.

as you approach the door a large man steps in front of you "you ain't on the list." he states flatly

>[1] "sir I believe you can make an exception for me, trust me I doubt you would want to stop a rogue trader from enjoying himself" (felx2)
>[2] corrupt him, but do it subtly you don't want to alert the place to trouble (ag, wp)
>[3] ask him how one gets on the list, you want to enjoy yourself and you rather avoid trouble if you could
>[4] find an alternate entrance, maybe a back door? (per, ag)
>[4] write-in

>>2221285

>[1] "sir I believe you can make an exception for me, trust me I doubt you would want to stop a rogue trader from enjoying himself" (felx2)

>>2221285
>[2] corrupt him, but do it subtly you don't want to alert the place to trouble (ag, wp)

gunna give it a few more minutes before i hit the coinflip button.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

alright 1 for >>2221289 and 2 for >>2221290

alright give me a 2d100 vs 45, 33

Rolled 95, 75 = 170 (2d100)

>>2221325

welp gunna give five more minutes then gunna take that fail as is unless someone else rolls

alright failure at convincing the guard, writing

Rolled 61, 82 = 143 (2d100)

>>2221325

you smile at the guard and gesture at yourself, "sir I believe you can make an exception for me, trust me I doubt you would want to stop a rogue trader from enjoying himself"

you attempt to pass by him but only to be stopped by his actually imposing arm "you are not on the list." he states again this time more hostile, pushing you back in front of him.

"so git, I don't care who you are if you are not on the list you don't get in!." he crosses his arms and gives you a stare that would send Commissars running.

you mutter under your breath that he would regret this as you storm off down the street, as you turn a corner you stop yourself and punch a wall, rage welled up inside of you and your vision turns almost red for a moment but you breath in and calm yourself. you will not allow yourself to feed Khorn with your frustration.

taking a few moments to reflect on what happened, the front door was a no go. That man was not going to be reasoned with and he looked like he could punch though solid stone if he wanted too, maybe there is another way?

>[1] find a way to distract the guard, that should give you time to slip in without being noticed (int, agx2)
>[2] find the back door, there are always more than one entrance on a brothel (per, ag)
>[3] abandon the idea for now, the night is still young and maybe you can find that boy again
>[4] write-in

>>2221436
>[2] find the back door, there are always more than one entrance on a brothel (per, ag)

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>>2218239
>Damning a planet for fun and profit

Feels good bro.

im going to take a 2 hour break, I need to get some food and sleep after pulling a night shift.

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>>2221436

>[2] find the back door, there are always more than one entrance on a brothel (per, ag)

alright I am going to have to call it quits for tonight because of health reasons, I will be back saturday at 4 pm pst, I'll leave the roll here and be back then 2d100 vs 30, 40

Rolled 16, 57 = 73 (2d100)

>>2221818

>>2221818
Dice+2d100

>>2222437
Sorry wasn't paying attention.

Rolled 28, 37 = 65 (2d100)

>>2221818

Rolled 36, 40 = 76 (2d100)

>>2222437

Rolled 71, 72 = 143 (2d100)

>>2221818

Rolled 40, 96 + 0 = 136 (2d100 + 0)

>>2221818

>>2218239

You got a link to the previous threads?

alright I'm back and it seems we got a win, writing

and also here is the link to the archive doc https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Gd_kvhR5pYMoEP4rQ7zhF4MHHVEoeMU7FsqX9XL8tb0/edit?usp=sharing

>>2227077
If one 2d100 wins the first roll, and another wins the last, it counts as two wins or you just take the lowest?

shaking your head to clear it from the pain now emanating from your fist, note to self stop punching walls, you decide if she will not open her legs for the front then you shall take the back.

quickly you head into an alleyway that leads behind the brothel, within a few minutes you find the back door, it was locked but no guards.

quickly and quietly you remove the lock with your scythe, the blade slides though the flimsy lock like a hot knife though grox fat, quietly you enter the building and close the door behind you.

you realize you have just entered a storage room filled with outfits and toys for usage, oh this is interesting.

as you size up a few of the items you hear some footsteps coming towards the room.

>[1] ditch the fancy clothing and get in one of the costumes, you may as well look the part if you want to blend in (fel)
>[2] you need no costumes, simply enter and act like you are a VIP and you are deserving of the greatest respect (felx2)
>[3] corrupt a few of the items in here and hide, you don't need to directly interact with these people you just need to sow the seeds (wpx2, ag)
>[4] write-in

>>2227109
>[3] corrupt a few of the items in here and hide, you don't need to directly interact with these people you just need to sow the seeds (wpx2, ag)

-waits heretically-

>>2227109

um >>2227711 I have no idea what you voted for

>>2227739
>[3] corrupt a few of the items in here and hide, you don't need to directly interact with these people you just need to sow the seeds (wpx2, ag)
You should have used your psychic powers then

I am merely soup, not a psyker, also 3d100 vs 46, 35, 40

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>2227783

Rolled 43, 87, 97 = 227 (3d100)

>>2227783
Wrong dice

Rolled 1, 56, 43 = 100 (3d100)

>>2227783

AND LIKE A GOD WE GOT A NAT 1, writing

you know what every time someone rolls a 1 I'll draw something for them by next session, >>2227813 what you want drawn by a bowl of soup

>>2227828
How about a really embarrassed Thera going "No way you fucked a Tyranid"

you chuckle to yourself, you don't even need to be in the same room to cause corruption you just need to sow some seeds, you decide just cursing one thing would be too easy.

summoning up as much power as you can muster you begin weaving your foul enchantments upon the costumes and toys in the room, everything from them becoming part of the person in question to simply causing them to become possessed by a lesser demon of Slaanesh.

suddenly inspiration takes you and you begin weaving multiple enchantments on top of ones already made, it by the time you were done there was not a single item in the room that did not bear your corruption.

quickly and effortlessly you flip yourself onto the ceiling and wait. you see two girls walk into the room and begin rummaging though the boxes, chatting with each other about customers and other topics a prostitute would chat about before retrieving several items and leaving.

you flip down from your perch and wait, not a minute later and you can almost smell the corruption of Slaanesh on the other side of the door.

>[1] alright time to enter the room, you have some disciples to lead
>[2] leave the building, it should take care of itself really, time to find Taldia
>[3] leave the building, it's time for you to get to thera and have her work on a portal
>[4] strip and enter the room, time for some fun
>[5] write-in

>>2227879 it shall be done, I wont have it done by tonight but I will have it done in a day or two.

>>2227909
>>[4] strip and enter the room, time for some fun
>>2227920
No problem man take your time

>>2227909
>>[4] strip and enter the room, time for some fun

alright writing

you smile and quickly pull your clothing off, letting it fall to the floor as you exit the room. the smell of seamen and other fluids assaults your nose, while many would be put off by this you embrace the sensation.

you see the girls who had taken the items from the room already had given into the corruption completely, the mark of your god prominently displayed on their bodies, multiple breasts growing upon their chests.

others had a more subtle change a purpleing of the eyes, a shadow of a mark of the prince, an enlarge sexual organ.

you smile and grab the closest being near you, while it looked like a girl the being clearly had a penis but no testicles, bending it over you realize it was a hermaphrodite. well a dick will not stop you from having your fun so you begin.

your trusts and undulations of your dick quickly send the subject into sequels of pleasure, desperately trying to hold itself back before loosing the ability to and falling to the pleasure. you release the being as it collapses and passes out from the pleasure.

you continue though the throng of bodies, picking and choosing the most beautiful to stick your dick into. man or woman did not matter, you dick did not discriminate between gender, if it had a hole you will use it.

eventually you reach the bar and are surprised, one woman stands, her graying hair pulled back in a bun, her eyes open wish shock as she holds a symbol of the imperium in her hand.

she looks at you and her eyes open with fear and hatred "YOU!" she shouts at you "YOU DID THIS!"

you chuckle at her bemused at her rage "I did nothing, they have just embraced their true nature"

before she can utter another word you grab a rather rowdy corrupted patron and throw him at her "Have fun." you chuckle as the man begins to rape the woman, you turn away her screams of fear quickly turning to moans of pleasure.

>[1] find a vox and call up the governor, you want to know how his end is coming along with keeping the imperium off our backs
>[2] you have stayed your welcome and it is time to leave, your corruption should spread like a plague now. Time to check up on Thera.
>[3] you believe it is time to check on your old friend Taldia and how she is doing with that sick girl, it interests you on what she may be doing
>[4] find some drinks, you have had a successful night and it is time to enjoy yourself a bit more
>[5] write-in

>>2228082
>>[2] you have stayed your welcome and it is time to leave, your corruption should spread like a plague now. Time to check up on Thera.

>>2228082
>>[2] you have stayed your welcome and it is time to leave, your corruption should spread like a plague now. Time to check up on Thera.

visiting bird girl, writing.

you decide you have stayed your welcome and now is the time to leave, walking back to the storage room you retrieve your clothing.

exiting the building you quickly head to the vehicle you took and drive it back to the mansion, by the next day you predict the general populous will have been tainted in some way by your corruption.

driving back you notice several people walking thought the streets with signs of decay upon them, Taldia must by busy.

as you reach the mansion one of the guard you had personally corrupted runs up to you, clearly panicked "M-MY LORD!" he shouts.

"what is it?" you ask, stepping out and walking towards him "Please do not ruin my good mood, I have been quite busy as of late."

the man continues looking at you quite distraught "A-AN INQUISITOR IS COMING!"

you immediately run past the man into the building, this is bad, an inquisitor could cock up the entire plan you had for this planet in one moment.

as you enter the governor runs up to you his face covered in sweat, his flabby arms waving around him panicked "M-MY LORD WHAT DO WE DO I CANNOT STOP H-" he is cut short by you grabbing his head and slamming him against the wall, crushing his skull.

that useless sack of meat failed to keep his promise, thus he was useless to you.

Thera walks out and nods at the body, she had let go of her illusion, "he will be more useful as meat than alive, all honesty."

you look at her with a scowl "tell me how long until the portal is open."

"three days" she sates flatly, "no more no less."

>[1] rage a bit, this is not going to plan and could end with all of you dead, you must find a solution.
>[2] ask her how long until the inquisitor gets here, and our probability of success vs failure
>[3] ask her to drag Taldia here, we need to set up a defense against that man. find a way to stall him or something to make sure this planet falls before he gets here
>[4] write-in

>>2228330
>>[2] ask her how long until the inquisitor gets here, and our probability of success vs failure
>>[3] ask her to drag Taldia here, we need to set up a defense against that man. find a way to stall him or something to make sure this planet falls before he gets here

>>2228330
>>[2] ask her how long until the inquisitor gets here, and our probability of success vs failure
>>[3] ask her to drag Taldia here, we need to set up a defense against that man. find a way to stall him or something to make sure this planet falls before he gets here

alright writing

you pull your hand though your hair, this is no time to loose your head and start smashing things. You are better than that. you look at Thera "how long until the inquisitor gets here?"

she looks away for a moment before breathing in and looking you dead on "one day."

you groan as dread wells up inside you, the bastard could have given us a two day warning but nooooo. though you feel dread you secretly enjoy this, a new sensation for you to enjoy and feel.

after a few moments of mental argument with yourself you look at Thera again "our probability of success?"

the blue demon begins counting on her fingers before swearing in several languages you don't recognize "Tzeentch just took away my ability to see the future, he said it was all part of his plan."

"well tell him that he is more obtuse than Slaanesh." you groan

"well before he took it away, well I think we have a fifty percent chance of success. But that is me just guessing." she rubs her temples "really now of all fucking times. At least give me a bloody warning next time."

"bring Taldia here, we need to set up defenses and strategies." you pull a seat up and sit on it lacing your fingers

Thera shrugs and opens two portals, one Taldia falls though and the other Calvisa floats in. "[summoned, answered. Question: what is problem?]"

"alright now that everyone is here we can start." you begin

(choose 2)
>[1] I want everyone on high alert, we need to lock down the spaceport and keep the Inquisitor off the planet
>[2] we keep this operation subtle, corruption must be out of sight until it is too late
>[3] Calvisa what can your tyrranids bring to the table in keeping an inquisitor off the planet
>[4] arm the corrupted and begin corrupting the planet in earnest, we must have the entire place a pit of chaos before the bastard gets here. not even an inquisitor can fight a planet
>[5] write-in

>>2228490
>[1] I want everyone on high alert, we need to lock down the spaceport and keep the Inquisitor off the planet
>>[4] arm the corrupted and begin corrupting the planet in earnest, we must have the entire place a pit of chaos before the bastard gets here. not even an inquisitor can fight a planet
Xawn and Taldia can secure the planet while Thera and MAYBE Calvisa keep them busy with the space station for as long as possible

brb 1 hour need to get up and move

>>2228537
>>[1] I want everyone on high alert, we need to lock down the spaceport and keep the Inquisitor off the planet
>>>[4] arm the corrupted and begin corrupting the planet in earnest, we must have the entire place a pit of chaos before the bastard gets here. not even an inquisitor can fight a planet
I can support this

>>2228537
I also give my support. Let's make damn daemon world.

alright I'm back and now writing

you take a look at your current group of misfits, well they all have their use in this situation. Time to decide where that use is.

you close your eyes and begin attempting to create a stratagy "alright Taldia and I have already begun corrupting the population so we will focus on that advantage, get enough people worshiping the powers eventually they will take notice and come to claim it. Thera you focus on making sure this planet is as inaccessible as possible to this inquisitor I don't care how you do it just make sure he cannot land"

Thera smiles at this "though I loath to allow a demon of nurgle to claim a planet or even a piece of a planet I understand that this place has no value to the god of schemes, I'll do my best to keep this inquisitor off planet until it falls."

"[request, assistance at keeping hostile force off planet.]" Calvisa states pulling itself up higher it's claws clicking

you look at him questioningly "how?"

"[bioform designated Calvisa unique DNA strain of hive, created with ability to partially mimic Norn-queen. Created as fall back if hive was obliterated. did happen, regrettable.]" it responds it's odd eyes looking into yours

"partially mimic?" you ask now very confused

"[able to create new tyrannid bioforms, unfortunately unstable. byproduct of experimental creation of bioform Calvisa. still attempting to stabilize own DNA structure.]" it click at the end and you realize this was it's way of being embarrassed.

interesting so this Tyrannid was able to make more of it's kind abet imperfectly from the sound of it, still useful. "permission granted Calvisa, make sure to run the types of um... bioforms you will make by Thera."

the creature bobs a bit and Thera leads it out of the room, you hear her say "Oh we are going to have quite a bit of fun you and I." before the door shuts

you look at Taldia "alright so what have you been up too?"

the plague bringer smiles a bit and pulls her hood down "oh I just taught that boy's sister the joy of Nurgle's truth, she was quite receptive once she could no longer feel pain. I just let her go on her way for a few hours and she already has corrupted so many people, I must say I do enjoy working with children." she smiles warmly at you.

alright now its just the two of you what is the plan for planetary corruption

>[1] split up and cover the most ground you can, you want to make sure you get the maximum range for your corruption
>[2] stick together and spread to select targets, you dont want to cause problems by corrupting the wrong person or trying to corrupt someone who already is
>[3] see if she cant concoct a disease using the power of Slaanesh, this should be rather interesting to watch wash across the planet (wp, Taldia's wp)
>[4] write-in

>>2229406
>>[3] see if she cant concoct a disease using the power of Slaanesh, this should be rather interesting to watch wash across the planet (wp, Taldia's wp)

>>2229406
>[3] see if she cant concoct a disease using the power of Slaanesh, this should be rather interesting to watch wash across the planet (wp, Taldia's wp)
Hmm... Slaanesh's Rot anyone? Anybody got a better name?

welllllll we will just have to figure out a name later give me a 2d100 vs 28, 46

Rolled 75, 94 = 169 (2d100)

>>2229521

Rolled 90, 90 = 180 (2d100)

>>2229521

Rolled 19, 21 = 40 (2d100)

>>2229521

alright what is with the 90s, but we got a pass so writing

Rolled 79, 18 = 97 (2d100)

>>2229521

you look at your demonic friend as a massively heretical thought runs though your head, and the fact you know this is heresy speaks volumes to how insane this idea is.

"so Taldia I think we should make something we can look back on in say four hundred years and ask ourselves what the hell we were on today." you smile at her and she raises an eyebrow

"alright I'm listening, only because you are making this quite tempting." she responds rolling her shoulders

you smile even more than you had already "so you like creating plagues, right?"

"like is quite an understatement," she rolls her head back a bit then looks at you "so what are you planning with plagues."

"well say we created a plague but infused it with the powers of Slaanesh, I wonder what will happen." as you say this Taldia's eyes widen and her mouth hangs open

"that sounds absolutely stupid and probably will blow up in our faces." she states but before you can respond to assure her she continues "I love it, when do we start!"

you smile and hold up your hand, a purple crackling energy forms in it, it seemed like smoke but also lighting..... ya not even you can describe it but it was trippy as hell to look at.

as you do this Taldia pulls out a flask and begins pouring black and green ooze into it, she beckons you to join her and you begin feeding your energy into the flask.

after both of you empty your respective parts into the flask she corks it shut with some hardening slime and shakes it, looking away and covering her faces as she does so.

you do the same and by some miracle of the warp nothing explodes. you both look at the flask and see a pink and green ooze remaining in the flask.

"so what does it do?" you ask eyebrow raised at how easy this was

"No clue, but there is someone we can test it on." she respond quite happy with herself

"who?" you ask looking around for someone before you spot her

one of the women who were locked in the room by the now dead governor had wondered out of the room and stood in shock at two demons being in the room.

before you can say a word Taldia rushes up to the girl and forces the concoction down her throat.

the girl takes a few steps back reeling from the sudden force feeding before her eyes turn pink, completely pink. liquid begins dripping from between her legs and she begins to moan and stumbles away like a zombie.

you tack the girl down and you find her fucking another of the women, you notice the other woman's eyes become the same color and she begins acting like the first.

well congrats we created sex zombies.

>[1] ask Taldia how long with will takes to spread
>[2] get yourself some wine and watch this happen, oh we are going to have a fun night
>[3] ask Taldia what we will name this?
>[4] write-in

>>2229637
>[2] get yourself some wine and watch this happen, oh we are going to have a fun night
>[3] ask Taldia what we will name this?

>>2229637
>[2] get yourself some wine and watch this happen, oh we are going to have a fun night
>[3] ask Taldia what we will name this?

alright writing.

You smile at your plague friend and swiftly walk to the kitchen, it was empty of staff but you quickly located the wine supply. well turns out the dear governor does not keep his vintage wines in an easily accessible place so you snoop around a bit until you find them.

pulling out the strongest of the wines and opening it you pour two glasses and offer one of them to your friend "well a good spectacle deserves a good wine don't you say?"

Taldia takes it with a nod as both of you follow the ever growing mass of sex zombies though the city, it seemed to wash over the city with apparent ease, though thankfully it seemed to ignore anyone who was already corrupted.

eventually you find that serving boy and huddled in a corner with his sister, obviously infected but still human looking holding off the zombies crying out for them to leave her brother alone

you quickly and efficiently push the zombies away and a few blasts of slaanesh energy later they leave you to find new victims.

the girl sees you and frowns before seeing Taldia and breaking out into a massive smile before running to her shouting "BIG SIS!" and hugs her.

you look down at the boy and smile "so how has your day been going?"

the boy looks at you with wide eyes, in shock all he can do is stare. so you do what you wanted to do from the beginning. you place a small amount of corruption in the boy, not enough to outright change him but something that will fester and grow over time.

with this the boy overcomes his initial shock "w-what are you?"

"Boy I am a daemon, and now your protector. simply put you serve me and you shall never want for comfort and safety." you flourish your hand "simply this planet will soon be mine and I have decided you shall be more important than the rest of the foke here."

the boy nods accepting he has no choice and you turn back to your companion now having the girl ride on he shoulders, "so what will we name this plague?"

the plaguebringer shrugs as the girl protests at the sudden movement "no idea, maybe lust plague?"

you wave your hand at that "too tacky.......... maybe Slaanesh's obsession." you respond after a bit of thought

the plague bringer nods a bit at this "I don't like the fact that it mentions nothing about nurgle but considering the effect I can't argue."

well this is fun but just watching this plague is getting boreing already

>[1] check up on Thera and the nid, lets see what they have cooked up to keep the Inquisitor off planet
>[2] go by that brothel, lets see how far our corruption has come since we left
>[3] alright we gunna drink and pass the fuck out by the end of the night, we have had more successes than we deserve so lets enjoy this while it lasts
>[4] write-in

>>2229768
>[2] go by that brothel, lets see how far our corruption has come since we left

>>2229768
>[2] go by that brothel, lets see how far our corruption has come since we left

im going to stop for night, I'll be back monday. the times will be put on the discord and the twitter.

alright we back, 2 won so writing

you crack your neck and look at your companion and recruits, "time to look at my first attempt at large scale corruption my friends, follow me!"

you grab the boy's arm and drag him to the vehicle as Taldia follows, within a few minutes you see the brothel..... well it was quite different now.

before the building had a slightly rundown look too it, but now the building was actually sprouting tentacles. purple lights flickered out of the windows and the sounds of sex could be heard from a block away.

the bouncer was nowhere to be seen so you enter the front door to check out the inside of the building, you could not be more proud.

everywhere you looked the actions of excess could be seen, drugs were as abundant as water, humans undulated and moved to the precise beat of the music.

you see the girls who had become corrupted first and there was little to distinguish them from a demon anymore, the woman who you had the man rape before now was freely joining in the festivities pleasuring five men at once, everyone was completely following Slaanesh's wishes.

today was a good fucking day indeed.

>[1] well you have had enough sight seeing, time to check on the defences
>[2] time to join in on the fun, give the boy his first experiance
>[3] ask Taldia if there is anywhere she wants to go now?
>[4] write-in

>>2233447
>[3] ask Taldia if there is anywhere she wants to go now?

>>2233447
>[3] ask Taldia if there is anywhere she wants to go now?

3 won, writing

after all this sightseeing for your enjoyment you feel like you should give your companion a bit of control, so you pour yourself another glass of wine and look at her

"Taldia my dear, is there anywhere you would like to go?" you ask taking a sip of the wine, oh this is good wine.

the demon shrugs at you "no, I really just want to-" suddenly she is cut off by the sound of static as both of you clutch your heads with disconfort

"Fuck boy and rot bag come in!" Thera's voice rings out

"yes..." you respond, "also use names next time, maybe Taldia is okay with rot bag but I refuse to be called fuck boy."

"Right, just saying the truth though," before you can respond with a witty insult she continues "well I have bad news, and worse news."

you grimace "give me the bad first."

"well our timetable was off, the inquisitor is here, already in orbit. our ship is remaining out of sight and detection for now but I don't know for how long that will last." Thera reports, you have a suspicious sinking feeling in your stomach that the next bit of news is going to be far worse.

"alright and the worse news?" you grimace at Taldia who shakes her head

"well, the inquisitor seems to have brought friends and from the chatter they are not going to use the normal entrance method, they are going to be using 'steel rain' as they call it." you hear a bit of psychic static before it calms down a bit

"[first squad of experimental bioforms ready for combat, begining next batch creation. will collect more biomass for larger bioforms if possible.]" you Calvisa cut into the conversation, well at least we have some nids to use.

>[1] alright double time, I want to know where and when these bastards are incoming, we need to hit them right when they land
>[2] ask Taldia how ready her converts are ready for battle, they shall soon be tested
>[3] roar out to the brothel that tonight we shall know true pain and pleasure, prepare for it!
>[4] tell Thera to open a portal to her location, we need to see this
>[5] write-in

>>2233485
>[1] alright double time, I want to know where and when these bastards are incoming, we need to hit them right when they land

>>2233485
>[1] alright double time, I want to know where and when these bastards are incoming, we need to hit them right when they land

1 got it so writing

you grab the boy and Taldia and rush them to the vehicle. "Thera keep us updated, we are heading to your location!"

"Got it," she responds "If they try anything I will know of it."

the connection cuts as you race though the streets, running over several unlucky humans on the way.

eventually you arrive at the spaceport just as Thera runs out shouting something.

as you exit the vehicle you hear her "INCOMING!"

you immediately look to the skies and what you see causes your mouth of drop.

hundreds of drop pods fall though the cloud cover of the planet, all of them aiming towards the city. Steel rain was a rather apt name it seems.

you watch with a mixture of despair and joy as you realize that though this was rather bad for your plan this means more pain and agony shall be given to the Prince.

you turn back to Thera and you notice several malformed nids shuffling behind her, they all had this weird bulge filled with some liquid you could not identify.

Thera grabs your shoulders, her eyes dead serious "I know how they managed this, Grey Knights."

"Grey what?" you ask, you did not know of these particular enemies

"elite demon hunters of the imperium, we are in for some serious problems!" she exclaims, her feathers standing on end

well what is done is done, now what

>[1] send out the order, all men swarm the enemy. they have better weapons but we have numbers.
>[2] get Thera to double time on the portal, you don't care what it will cost you want that thing opened as soon as possible!
>[3] smile at your companions and exclaim "WHAT A DAY, WHAT A LOVELY DAY!" it is time to go to war!
>[4] write-in

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this is a good representation of what is happening

>>2233566
>[1] send out the order, all men swarm the enemy. they have better weapons but we have numbers.
Charge!!!

brb 1 hour grabbing food

>>2233566
>[4] write-in
Have thera call the shots for now since she IS a keikaku demon after all, then yell "WITNESS ME! I SHALL RIDE INTO VALHALLA SHINY AND CHROME!" as you charge into the combat (after which you proceed to slaughter the invaders while humming "i don't want to set the world on fire")

>>2233919
supporting

alright 4 got it, writing

You smile at the group and point at Thera "you are the smartest of the group."

"and you bloody fucking know it!" she states proudly puffing her feathers up more

"so you will take command of the troops, Taldia you are in charge of support and creating problems for the enemy." you look at the malformed nids near you "YOU SHALL FOLLOW ME!"

you immediately spot a assault bike and jump into it pulling your scythe up, you rev the bike and send it forward at reckless speeds yelling "WITNESS ME! I SHALL RIDE INTO VALHALLA SHINY AND CHROME!"

as you ride into battle you notice the nids keeping up with you screeching and roaring as you approach the ensuing battle

suddenly a song pops into your head and you begin humming as the lines "I don't want to set the world on fire..." play in your head

>[1] alright boys an nids, run over the first marine you see and grind him into the dirt (ag, int, tgh)
>[2] ditch the bike and proceed with glorious combat! (ag, wsx2)
>[3] start with rushing by the bastards and doing drive-by slashes (agx2, ws)
>[4] keep our distance and wait for one of the marines to show weakness, then we strike (int, ag, ws)

>>2234124
>[1] alright boys an nids, run over the first marine you see and grind him into the dirt (ag, int, tgh)

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>>2234124
>>[1] alright boys an nids, run over the first marine you see and grind him into the dirt (ag, int, tgh)

>>2234124
>[1]
Since there's no option to test out the new extending scythe

alright we going full insanity mode give me 3d100 vs 40, 45, 26

Rolled 83, 80, 70 = 233 (3d100)

>>2234178

Rolled 79, 58, 17 = 154 (3d100)

>>2234178

Rolled 6, 75, 85 = 166 (3d100)

>>2234178

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wellllllll, this is going to end poorly. writing

I mean, we got a few successes, so it's not a total failure, just a partial failure that could still definitely ruin our shit.

>2 successes out of 3 ends poorly
Harsh

you rev your bike and charge the first marine you see yelling out "I DON'T WHAT TO SET THE WORLD ON FIRE!!!!!"

unfortunately this marine was smarter than his fellows but not faster, your bike rams into the marine dragging him for a few steps before he stop the bike cold.

he then takes his bolter and shoots several shots into the bike as you bale out and it explodes, (-2 wounds).

quickly you pull your scythe up and take a battle stance, the marine points his sword at you, "Warp filth, I shall purge you from the materium." his voice was dead and without emotion.... creepy.

>[1] begin the melee combat with your scythe, lets show him a proper demon welcome (wsx2)
>[2] engage him at range, you want to keep him on the defensive. time to test out the scythe's new ability! (wp, wsx2)
>[3] time to run, you are not ready to fight a marine just yet (agx2)
>[4] hit and run, use the scythe to pull yourself to high ground and use ambush tactics (int, wp, ws)
>[5] write-in

>>2234215
>[4]
Excessive caution

>>2234215
>>[4] hit and run, use the scythe to pull yourself to high ground and use ambush tactics (int, wp, ws)

>>2234215
>[4] hit and run, use the scythe to pull yourself to high ground and use ambush tactics (int, wp, ws)
We're a daemon of Slaanesh, we need to be cautious and FAST

alright give me a 3d100 vs 37, 48, 30

Rolled 44, 75, 92 = 211 (3d100)

>>2234253

Rolled 83, 57, 94 = 234 (3d100)

>>2234253

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the gods are not with you tonight, writing

you realize right now may not be the best time to engage the marine, time to give the weapon a test run!

you swing your scythe backward and will it to extend, it does but turns out how well it works is directly connected to how well you can focus your own power, which is to say the damn thing fell apart leaving you with only one piece in your hand.... shit!

as you look surprised at your sudden failure of a weapon usage the marine charges you, slamming with full force sending you flying though a window (-5 wounds)

you swear at yourself several times before your weapon comes back together and the marine smashes though the wall weapon raised to cut you down.

>[1] DODGE (agx2)
>[2] parry his weapon, throw him off balance to get the upper hand! (wsx2)
>[3] endure the blow and strike back! (tgh, ws)
>[4] extending weapon retreat round 2, this time with less failure (wp, ws)
>[5] write-in

>>2234299
>[1] DODGE (agx2)

>>2234299
>>[1] DODGE (agx2)

oops, internet cut for a bit but dodging seems to be athing we are good at give me a 2d100 vs 45, 35

Rolled 78, 37 = 115 (2d100)

>>2234379

Rolled 35, 96 = 131 (2d100)

>>2234379

Well, at least we got one success and only a very slight failure.

indeed writing

You throw yourself to the left avoiding the first slash at you , the ground that you were just occupying takes the full brunt of the blow... well you are glad you actually avoided that.

quickly the marine lets go of his sword and backhands you knocking you back a few steps, (-2 wounds). it was enough to allow him to retrieve his sword and face you again.

suddenly the marine roars in pain as a massive claw rams though it's left shoulder, one of your nids managed to avoid detection and land a strike on it.

the marine grabs the nid and smashes it against the wall, only for the nid to explode in caustic acid coating the marine and corroding it's armor.

>[1] SEIZE THE ADVANTAGE AND RUN THE MARINE THOUGH! (wsx2)
>[2] while it is detracted run, cowardly it may be but cowards tend to live (agx2)
>[3] alright make some room and use your weapon's advantage of range to your advantage (ag, wsx2)
>[4] write-in

>>2234411
>>[1] SEIZE THE ADVANTAGE AND RUN THE MARINE THOUGH! (wsx2)

>>2234411
>>[1] SEIZE THE ADVANTAGE AND RUN THE MARINE THOUGH! (wsx2)

alright give me a 2d100 vs 45, 35

Rolled 61, 98 = 159 (2d100)

>>2234418

Rolled 54, 35 = 89 (2d100)

>>2234418

tonight is the night of the high rolls it seems

sensing an opportinuty to take out your foe you spin your scythe and begin your assult.

quickly you swing your scythe at the marine's neck to end the confrontation before he can recover, only to be stopped by a psychic field,.

the marine grunts holding your scythe at bay by will alone. so you decide to change your target, if you can't take his neck you will take his limbs.

you twist your blade driving it into the shoulder of the marine and loping off the man's sword arm.

the marine reels back in pain and clutches the stump where his arm was, flesh and wires exposed to the world.

>[1] FINISH HIM (ws)
>[2] leave him, let him suffer the dishonor of being spared by his foe (agx2)
>[3] call the nids to finish him off, he is no longer worth your time
>[4] attempt to corrupt him with your powers (wpx2)
>[5] write-in

>>2234505
>>[4] attempt to corrupt him with your powers (wpx2)

>>2234505
>>[4] attempt to corrupt him with your powers (wpx2)

give me a 2d100 vs 36, 23

Rolled 35, 14 = 49 (2d100)

>>2234572
FOR PLEASURE AND PAIN!

Can I join in? If so, rolling.

Rolled 27, 60 = 87 (2d100)

Oops.

ya got there senpai, writing

wait why did it change F a m to Senpai

>>2234630
For maximum perverse anime glory for Slaanesh, of course.

You seize the advantage and lunge forward grabbing the marine by the helmet forcing your mind into his.

"YOU ARE MINE!" you roar at the marine immoblized by your psychic powers

as the tendrils invade the man's mind suddenly you feel his will drive you back out as he roars "MY WILL IS THE EMPEROR'S WILL!" (Purity of Will)

fortunately this does not break your hold on him as he remains immobilized by your powers.

well at least he can't move, but this is rather odd. Normally mortals crumble within moments of feeling your will. These marines must be made of stronger stuff.

>[1] if you cannot have him then you will kill him, time for a coup de grâce
>[2] well if you cannot break him that does not mean you cannot torture him for eternity, pull his soul out for later torture sessions (wpx2)
>[3] feast on his psychic essence, he showed abilities earlier and you feel like having a bit of extra power at your disposal will be useful (wp)
>[4] write-in

>>2234650
>>[3] feast on his psychic essence, he showed abilities earlier and you feel like having a bit of extra power at your disposal will be useful (wp)

well might as well

>>2234650
>[3] feast on his psychic essence, he showed abilities earlier and you feel like having a bit of extra power at your disposal will be useful (wp)

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remember, enemies come with tricks up their sleeves as well my friends

>>2234650
>[4] write-in
As evidenced by the Emperor's Children, everything can be made to see the glory of the Dark Prince if the dildoes are sharp and spikey enough. Sodomize the Marine, mentally and physically, with various insturments of differing degrees of spikey and 'dear god no' until he breaks and joins our horde.

alright giving it 5 more minutes before I start writing

Wait, how many other enemies are near us? If we're fairly alone, I want to switch my vote to >>2234659

>>2234677
We could have the 'Nids cover our back, I suppose?

you are in a warzone with marines raining from the sky, you are not alone. you are very not alone.

>>2234683
Then we sodomize with haste.

>>2234683
Alright then, keeping my vote as [3] in that case.

alright 3 got it so writing

>>2234656
In all seriousness, I'll switch to this too.

you stretch your neck a bit and look at the marine before smiling. oh this will be tasty.

you rip the man's helmet off, and his eyes go wide with terror as you savagely and painfully rip his psychic essence out of him, consuming it with the utmost glee.

he screams in agony before his voice and life fades from his body. you on the other hand enjoy the sudden influx of energy and power (+6 wounds)

as you let the man collapse you suddenly hear the wall blast out from behind you, whirling around you see two more marines running into the room "THE DEMON KILLED BATTLE BROTHER MORGRIT! KILL IT!"

>[1] alright time to get to more killing, since you just got more energy you feel like you can take them (wsx2)
>[2] time to use the scythe's special ability, cut them to ribbons without getting close (wp, wsx2)
>[3] call in the nids to help you, maybe throw a prayer to the prince for a bit of reinforcements (felx2)
>[4] retreat, you can take one marine right now, not two (agx2)
>[5] write-in

>>2234717
>[3] call in the nids to help you, maybe throw a prayer to the prince for a bit of reinforcements (felx2)
We were having problems with one marine, two might be a bit more than we can handle.

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>>2234717
>>[1] alright time to get to more killing, since you just got more energy you feel like you can take them (wsx2)

>>2234729
Yeah, how are we gonna deal with the waves of them crashing in?
Also, >[3]

alright give me a 2d100 vs 43, 50

Rolled 71, 3 = 74 (2d100)

>>2234734
Rollan'.

Rolled 86, 22 = 108 (2d100)

>>2234734

Rolled 68, 89 = 157 (2d100)

>>2234734

Welp, at least Slaanesh might hear our prayer.

You realize that yes you did take out one marine, but you are not ready to fight multiple at once. you are Slaaneshian not Khornatte.

You yell out "NIDS GET OVER HERE!" as you yell this the marines chuckle and pull out a nid leg

"do you mean this creature?" he tosses it to your feet "They were a mere annoyance once we figured out that corrosive acid trick they had"

you swear and spin your scythe internally you pray to Slaanesh "Please prince of pleasures, send me your aid give me your blessings so I may continue my purpose and spread your truth."

suddenly you hear in your head a female laugh "oh young one, I believe this was far overdue."

suddenly you are filled with power, almost too much as the marines roar out in surprise and are blown backward

(LEVEL UP TIME BOYS!)
>[1] +5 to one stat (x3)
>[2] 2d3 to 1/2 stats

>>2234771
>[1]
To weapon skill, Willpower, and fellowship

Slaanesh is a funny god when it comes to when xer decides to give her followers power.

just waiting on a census on what option you want and what stats you want

>>2234771
>[1]

>>2234810
but which stats?

>>2234816
same as>>2234775

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I'm surprised that nobody has posted this image yet.

alright adding the point and giving the increased hp from the level and writing.

also >>2234825 that exact line was an option on the first session, it may come again.

you will not allow this power to control you, YOU WILL CONTROL IT! you grit your teeth as the chaotic energy savagely rips though your body, you control it, force it to your will, you refuse to be warped into something imperfect!

after a few moments of internal struggle you come too, the marines were just getting back up groaning in pain as you quickly take a look at yourself.

you had put on more muscle than before, and you had several small spikes growing out of your back, the main change you noticed was the mark of the prince had grown larger and now dominated your chest.

you spin your scythe, your body buzzing with energy and smile at the two marines as suddenly a portal opens over them.

Tentacles shoot out and impale the marines pulling them back into the warp as demons began pouring out of the two portals

"I hope you like my speedy intervention Xawn!" you suddenly hear Thera speak into your mind, "though what happened, I sensed a massive amount of warp energy just blast out of your location."

"my god decided to reward me." you state smiling as demon after demon rush past you, eager to wet themselves with the blood of the enemy

"oh" was her only response, well if she was at a lost for words then guess this was big

>[1] alright time to start the killing, you just got the warp equivalent of permanent steroids and you want to get to the killing (wsx2)
>[2] time to find that inquisitor, he most likely has fielded himself to attempt to stem the tide of demonic forces by now (perx2)
>[3] ask Thera to patch all of your companions together, you need to know how the battle fairs
>[4] write-in

>>2234855
>[1] alright time to start the killing, you just got the warp equivalent of permanent steroids and you want to get to the killing (wsx2)
Let's use our new powers to the fullest.

>>2234855
>[2] time to find that inquisitor, he most likely has fielded himself to attempt to stem the tide of demonic forces by now (perx2)

>>2234855
>>[2] time to find that inquisitor, he most likely has fielded himself to attempt to stem the tide of demonic forces by now (perx2)

alright 2 got it, 2d100 35, 27

Rolled 59, 56 = 115 (2d100)

>>2234877

Rolled 60, 35 = 95 (2d100)

>>2234877

Rolled 53, 37 = 90 (2d100)

>>2234877

we level up, have a badass moment..... then the dice stab us in the back.

>>2234892
The dice gods are jerks, they have always been.

>>2234896
We did not sacrifice enough dice for the dice gods, nor dice for their dice thrones.

You leave the area and climb the building, you need to find that inquisitor to kill him before he can fuck up your plan more than he already has.

as you look over the planet you notice that your hordes are holding the advantage for now, the marines were slowly being driven back and overwhelmed by sheer numbers.

What worries you the most though is you do not see the inquisitor at all, no hold out points that you notice visually.

suddenly Thera's voice rings though "Xawn, I need you to give me a report. where are the marines the strongest?"

"no idea, from what I see we are winning quite easily." you respond, seeing nothing wrong.

Suddenly a pullet whizzes past your head and you drop down under cover, "well I just got shot at, so I'll call you back once I'm done dealing with this bastard"

>[1] alright see if you can figure out where it came from by the trajectory of the bullet (per, intx2)
>[2] move you dont want to be pinned here and you need to keep the enemy guessing (agx2)
>[3] use the link you have to contact Taldia, does she have anything that could help us with this situation
>[4] write-in

>>2234906
>[1] alright see if you can figure out where it came from by the trajectory of the bullet (per, intx2)

>>2234906
>>[1] alright see if you can figure out where it came from by the trajectory of the bullet (per, intx2)

give me a 3d100 vs 30, 32, 24

also this gunna be my last post for tonight, I need to get to sleep at a reasonable time.

Rolled 100, 44, 96 = 240 (3d100)

>>2234927

>>2234934
FUCK

Rolled 92, 68, 4 = 164 (3d100)

>>2234927

pray someone can roll a 1.

stopping here may be a good thing, the dice gods are angry it seems

Rolled 3, 74, 27 = 104 (3d100)

>>2234927

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well this is an ultra fail, so it's time to write

you decide to try to figure out the location of the sniper by the Trajectory of the bullet, and so you look for the location of where it went....

well you are on the top of the building so you obviously dont see where the damn thing went.

swearing that hindsight was 20/20 you pull yourself up attempting to think of another option to figure out the sniper's location.

suddenly a bullet slams though your abdomen sending you flat on the ground (-6 wounds).

what was worse is you realize the bullet was blessed by one of those damned priests of the corpse emperor, not the fake ones either a real priest with real power.

the wound already begins to fester and you realize probably it wont heal for a while.

groaning in pain you realize your location is now known as you look over the edge and see five spacemarines entering the building you were on top of

>[1] bail, BAIL! (agx2)
>[2] alright now ask Thera to get us out of here, you are pinned down by a sniper and marines are under you (thera wp)
>[3] get angry, time to drop on those marines and begin chopping! (wsx3)
>[4] write-in

I will be back here at 10am pst, to continue this and hopefully finish it by the end of that day. see you then.

>>2234979
>[2] alright now ask Thera to get us out of here, you are pinned down by a sniper and marines are under you (thera wp)
"FUCKING BLESSED BULLET SNIPERS! GET ME OUT OF HERE BIRD FRIEND!"

>>2234979
>[2] alright now ask Thera to get us out of here, you are pinned down by a sniper and marines are under you (thera wp)

Alright I'm back and give me a 2d100 vs 67, 45

Rolled 87, 85 = 172 (2d100)

>>2235584

Rolled 88, 73 = 161 (2d100)

>>2235584
Let us hope that bird friend can help us

>>2235586
>>2235587
Damnit bird friend

The dice gods are still furious with us for some reason it seems

giving it a few more minutes before I start writing

You grab your wound and grunt "Thera I need an out here now!"

you hear static though the mental link, oh by Slaanesh's tits this is not good.

"FUCKING BLESSED BULLET SNIPERS! GET ME OUT OF HERE BIRD FRIEND!" you roar though the link attempting to break though the static

you hear Thera screeching something but the static but you cannot tell what it is.

as you attempt to contact your friend suddenly the roof you were standing on breaks and you are pulled into a room with several angry marines. all of which were armed with bolters and flamers

"DAEMON SPOTTED!" one of them roars "WE GOT HIM TRAPPED HERE!"

>[1] "No my good marines, I am not trapped here with you. YOU ARE TRAPPED HERE WITH ME!" (wsx3)
>[2] THERA GIVE ME AN OUT NOW! I FUCKING MEAN IT! (wpx2)
>[3] pray, pray to the powers like you never had before. JUST SEND SOMEONE I DON'T CARE WHO! (wp)
>[4] attempt to parley with the marines, the inquisitor would like to know how to save the planet. I am the only one who could tell him how (felx2)
>[5] write-in

>>2235626
>[3] pray, pray to the powers like you never had before. JUST SEND SOMEONE I DON'T CARE WHO! (wp)
This is NOT going to end well.

alright I gotta dip for a bit for classes, I'll be back around 4pm pst to continue this

>>2235626
>[3]
Gib khornate
Or should i say Khornette no relation to Khornette Quest(tm)

sneaky QM appearance, got 10 seconds so I'll give you the DC. 1d100 vs 73

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>2235929

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>2235929

well i'm finally back, got creeded on the way home. writing

you pray, you fucking pray hard as hell. Not simply to Slaanesh but to all the gods. This was something that you doubt one god could bail you out of.

"Oh powers of the warp, thee who art of the greatest of power. I beseech thee for thine assistance. I beg for your intervention!" you pray in your mind and you get up to face your end.

the marines level their bolters and flamers at you, you could feel nothing from them..... fucking hell these marines were not even giving you the victory of using them to power the prince.

as the leaders yells out "FIRE!" suddenly the world slows.

you hear a voice, low and guttural. sounding like a mix between human and a beast "Amusing, a champion of the prince begs me for aid....... but this one has granted me quite a few skulls even if unintentional so thou shall have it!"

suddenly the world resumes it's normal speed as the bullets fly towards you head, the fires begin bellowing forward towards you. you close your eyes and accept death.

you feel nothing but the heat, but even then it did not harm you. you open your eyes to see a creature with red skin standing in front of you. it's blade parting the flames and bullets.

"GET UP YOU MISERABLE PIECE OF FAP TRASH!" it roars at you as the marines pause their assault in surprise

>[1] well time to take advantage of their surprise and attack (wsx2)
>[2] grab the being and run, you may have survived now but you know you cant last a second round even with a friend (str, ag)
>[3] attempt to contact thera to get you and this demon out of here, NOW! (wpx2)
>[4] write-in

>>2236484
>[1] well time to take advantage of their surprise and attack (wsx2)
We might as well try to impress the khornate daemon so it doesn't kill us after the enemies are all dead.

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>>2236484
>[1] well time to take advantage of their surprise and attack (wsx2)

alright give me a 2d100 vs 43, 36

Rolled 87, 17 = 104 (2d100)

>>2236518
Maybe our new friend's desire to fight will somehow have synergy with our desire to be perfect in fighting.

Rolled 3, 67 = 70 (2d100)

>>2236518

alright we got there, writing

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without skipping a beat you charge forward towards the marines who quickly recovered from the initial shock.... just not fast enough.

your scythe quickly sinks into a chink in the enemy's armor stabbing though the neck into the chest cavity.

from there you spin the dieing marine in front of his allies as they unleash another barrage at you. the marine's body makes a perfect meat shield, absorbing and deflecting the bullets and fire aimed at you.

the other demon charges forward and proceeds to stab his sword right though one of the marine's armor, suddenly spikes shoot out of the blade and begin spinning as he tears the blade upward ripping the marine almost in half.

you abandon the meat shield and begin using the extending function of your scythe to strike the marines in ways that should not be possible.

within a few minutes you and the other demon have killed the remaining marines.

the demon looks at you, it's eyes full of fury and hate "FUCK BITCH FAGGOT, YOU FUCKING WHAT MATE!"

you look at him and shrug "if you want battle we have plenty more marines where these" you kick one of the dead bodies "came from."

suddenly the static between you and Thera clears up "XAWN COME IN! GOD'S DAMN IT RESPOND!"

"i can hear you my feathered friend, what is it?" you ask holding your hand to your ear to help stifle the grunts of the red demon

"You know that inquisitor I was supposed to track and got sealed for my trouble?" she asks, quite a bit calmer

"yes I know this story what of it?" you respond looking out a window and pulling back as a bullet whizzes past your ear

"Ya it seems that the person here was taught by him, this won't be an easy fight." she responds

"how do you know this?" you ask as another bullet flies though the window and hits the exact same spot the first one did

"being able to read minds is useful, also connecting that red thing to our link in the meantime." she responds

>[1] alright now lets see if we can figure out the location of this inquisitor (int, per)
>[2] charge out the door with the other daemon, lets go slaughter some fools! (ag, wsx2)
>[3] alright lets get this daemon on our side, we are opposites in gods but we can find common ground in something (felx2)
>[4] write-in

>>2236622
>[3] alright lets get this daemon on our side, we are opposites in gods but we can find common ground in something (felx2)

>>2236622
>[3] alright lets get this daemon on our side, we are opposites in gods but we can find common ground in something (felx2)
"Let's go fucking kill people. You fight for the glory of battle and too add skulls for the skull throne, I fight to become a perfect fighter. And as your god says: he doesn't care from where the blood flows."

alright since this is a demon of Khorn this is not an easy roll 2d100 vs 32, 23

Rolled 10, 21 = 31 (2d100)

>>2236691