Welcome to Skitarii Quest part three: Extra Heretical Edition!

Here's out character sheet, blessed by a tech priest: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1rl2umEyvrjSYrNAq6s_sRBshJSljgCQat136XA2bkr0/edit?usp=sharing

Here's a document with links to past sessions: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1mwxnMtKNsue0P_-abUvNXuV2IMDnYF4ER6lvMe5oJkU/edit?usp=sharing

Just in case you don't know, the objective with dice rolls in to roll under our attributes, with modifiers given based on the difficulty of the situation. A 1 is a critical success, a 100 is a critical failure. I usually wait for about three different people to give rolls unless there's not a lot of activity. Anyways, onto the quest!

"Well well well, what do we have here?" The cultists part slightly to allow a man to pass. He is shirtless, showing an incredibly chiseled set of muscles as well as a star of chaos tattooed into his chest. One of his eyes is covered over with sickening tumors, and one of his arms has been heavily twisted, the bone growing out and into a wickedly sharp looking blade. "A little tech priest's pet? Where's your master little machine man? I can't believe that you'd survive in this place long without a master." The man chuckles.

>[1] Present the chaos necklace Medusa gave you to identify yourself as serving her.
>[2] Claim to be a tech priest(fel)
>[3] Attack the heretics! (bs x 2, ws x 2, t)
>[4] Stay quiet
>[5] Write in

>>2265286
>>[1] Present the chaos necklace Medusa gave you to identify yourself as serving her.

>[1] Present the chaos necklace Medusa gave you to identify yourself as serving her.

HOW COULD WE ATTACK THE HERETICS IF WE ARE BASICALLY HERETICS NOW

>>2265285
>>[1] Present the chaos necklace Medusa gave you to identify yourself as serving her.

Alright, option 1. Writing.

Slowly and shakily in the face of superior numbers, you identify yourself. "I am Ranger 101, I am an ally of your lost leader, Medusa. She sent me to come find you, and she gave me this sign to confirm it." You hold out the small start of Chaos that Medusa gave you. The man approaches you, and looks at closely.

"Medusa eh? So the old lady's still alive. Well then..." Suddenly, the cultist shoots up and socks you in the jaw with incredible strength, causing you to splay onto the ground. "God damn you cog boys have iron fucking jaws! Well get this sheep, we don't work for Medusa anymore! She left us, in in her absence I've replaced her, done far better than she ever did! Ahahaha! Now then, cog boy, I'm going to give you two options: The first is swear yourself to me right here and now, your first act of servitude being giving me that there chainsword. Option two is that you put up your little resistance, and then we break you." He smiles an evil smile, allowing you to see that his teeth have been sharpened.

>[1] Oaths to these damned souls means nothing. Swear the meaningless oath and maintain some amount of freedom.
>[2] You'll swear no oaths. The Omnissiah protects you, tell him to do his worst.
>[3] These cultists are two times traitor. Kill them all(ag x 2, tgh, ws x 2, bs x 2)
>[4] Attempt a speedy escape!(ag x 3, tgh)
>[5] Write in

>>2265613
>>[3] These cultists are two times traitor. Kill them all(ag x 2, tgh, ws x 2, bs x 2)

>>2265613
>>[3] These cultists are two times traitor. Kill them all(ag x 2, tgh, ws x 2, bs x 2)

>>2265613
> [5] "All right. I surrender. Here is the sword."
> Stand up, pretend to hand the sword over and then surprise, calmly eviscerate that piece of meaty shit in front of us.
> "Now, as I was saying, your mistress Medusa send me..."

Alright then, 3 wins. Give me 7d100.

Rolled 96, 46, 94, 7, 11, 31, 72 = 357 (7d100)

>>2265826

Rolled 91, 94, 6, 37, 40, 60, 19 = 347 (7d100)

>>2265826

Rolled 6, 33, 94, 90, 83, 69, 80 = 455 (7d100)

>>2265826
this is what happens when you abandoned the omnissiah

"Twice damned traitors, you will die for the Omnissiah decrees it!" You out as you pull out you chainsword in one hand, your stubcarbine in the other. Of course, all the stub guns and las guns trained on you open fire almost immediately, but you had been calculating for that, and are able to dodge the shots from some of the higher caliber guns, toughing out the smaller fire you have taken(-3 wounds). Having survived the initial volley, you lunge at the lead cultist, chopping at him with your chainsword. He attempts to parry with his blade like bone growths, but you push into him. He begins to scream as the chainsword buries its way into his flesh, messily reducing his weaponized mutation to a broken mangle of bone. With you other hand you let out a salvo of bullets from your stub carbine into a group of cultists, causing them to dive out of the way, both not before a few of them could take shots at you, their poor aims hitting you and their leader in each measure(-2 wounds).

The lead cultist messily drops from your chainsword, his whimpering form curling around his ruined arm. You turn to the rest of the cultists, now cowering in fear at their leader's defeat.

>[1] "Now then, as I was saying, your leader Medusa wants you back."
>[2] "I'm the leader now, got it?"
>[3] Kill these heretics. Medusa never needs to know.
>[4] Write in.

Rolled 96, 7, 76, 24, 28, 62, 88 = 381 (7d100)

>>2265826

>>2266081
>[1] "Now then, as I was saying, your leader Medusa wants you back."

>>2266081
>[1] "Now then, as I was saying, your leader Medusa wants you back."
As much as I want to just end them, we need allies till we get off this damn ship

>>2266081
>[1] "Now then, as I was saying, your leader Medusa wants you back."

"Now then, as I was saying, we're going to head back to Medusa, and you're going to go back to serving her, got it?" You say as you make a final chop down into the leader's head. The cultists all nod. "Which of you is identified as Fink?" One cultists points at the dead leader. You assumed that, just good to make sure. "Ok, do any of you need to obtain anything before we leave? I'd like to return to Medusa as soon as possible." The cultists look uneasy, but shake their heads. "Excellent. We move out then."

"Um, Ranger sir?" One of the cultists, a rather short one, raises his hand. You nod to him. "What about those you shot? They're not dead. What're we to do with them?"

Good question. You hadn't even though of the men you shot earlier. They're still writhing on ground.

>[1] Stabilize them and bring them with, Medusa will want more of her cultists alive.(int x 3)
>[2] Stabilize them and bring them with, you and Medusa will be able to make servitors out of them
>[3] Don't bother stabilizing them and bring them with. They can either be harvested for useful parts of be sacrifices if they survive the journey.
>[4] Leave them
>[5] Write in

Rolled 39, 46, 63 = 148 (3d100)

>>2266862
>[5]
Stabilize them and bring them.
also:
Take Fink's head and any augmentations, as well as stripping their camp of anything useful. Why the head? Servo skull.

>>2266998
Very much yes. Skulls for the Skullthr.. erm.. Omnissiah! Right!

>>2267037
clearly taking this skull is for practical reasons, not related to anything else.

>>2267237
You keep telling yourself that.

>>2266862
>>[3] Don't bother stabilizing them and bring them with. They can either be harvested for useful parts of be sacrifices if they survive the journey.
Chaos is all about might makes right and stuff yeah? We can't afford to look weak in front of these guys, we can't take them all.

So it's two votes for bring the wounded and stabilize them, and one vote for just bringing them. And also taking Fink's skull to make into a servoskull or to give to the skull throne. Give me 3d100.

>>2268035
I hate when I forget my own name.

Rolled 22, 48, 22 = 92 (3d100)

>>2268035

>>2268035
see:>>2266998
I saw the 3x and rolled figuring that's what you wanted.

>>2268130
Indeed it is, but in the future please refrain from rolling until after the vote is called.

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You go over to the injured men and start your work on them; they'll have a use later, be it as servants, servitors, or sacrifices. You are able to heal the wounds on two of them somewhat, not helped by the fact that they are terrified of you, but the third one had gone into shock before you got to him and died. Waste of meat really. You command the still healthy cultists to assist the wounded, and get ready to leave. Before you do though, you go over to Fink's corpse and with a sweep of your chainsword you remove the head. The skull will be useful, either for a servoskull or for... darker things. You wonder briefly if these temptations are real, induced by the darkness around you, or a test from the Omnissiah.

Ater a minute or so a few cultists run to you, out of breath, having fetched the few meager possessions they had. You nod, and descend into a corridor. With a group of twelve cultists behind you, it feels as if the space hulk is less of a maze, as if the newly malicious architecture is unable to confuse a group so large. As you climb, you begin to pick up a signal; it's contains little actual content, but bears Medusa's signature. You follow it, eventually coming upon a dead end. However, given the strength of the signal and your knowledge of the area surrounding Medusa's workshop, you are able to assume your location and determine the way forward, increasing the cutting power of your chainsword and chopping into the wall before you, revealing that it is extremely thing sheet of inferior metal that blocked entrance into the cavern that rests just outside the workshop.

You lead the group of cultists into Medusa's workshop, where she looks ecstatic to see you and the cultists "Oh blessed by the Omnissiah, you're back with my cultists 101!" She looks over them more carefully. "Why are some of them injured, and where is Fink?"

"Dead. Fink had led them away from you and attacked me."

"Well then, better than I expected really. Now then my followers, my servitor Jacobs will lead you to your new quarters. Just get comfortable. Oh, and leave the wounded here." The cultists all nod and file out of the room.
(Continued)

"So then 101, I'm curious as to why you brought back the wounded, and also is that Fink's head I see? What are you intending to do with all this. The wounded are in pretty bad condition. They'll probably need cybernetics to get by later. Actually, that give me an idea." She produces her data slate and gives it to you. It have designs of familiar looking cybernetics on it. "Give their injuries and... servile nature, I think it's fairly likely that we could actually make them into skitarii like you used to be. Better than standard servitors, but doing so will require and expedition to a mechanicus wreck to get the materials and further schematics. A bit of a time skink honestly, but I'd like to hear you opinion."

>[1] Just heal the wounded, cultists are enough.
>[2] Convert them into servitors, a few mindless drones will be a good addition.
>[3] Sacrifice them to the dark gods. They're worthless meat anyways
>[4] Let's make some skitarii!
>[5] Write in
In addition, choose from an option below:
>[1] Make Fink's skull into a servoskull
>[2] Keep Fink's skull as a trophy
>[3] Offer his skull to the skull throne.

>>2268301
>>[3] Sacrifice them to the dark gods. They're worthless meat anyways
and
>>[4] Make Fink's skull into a servoskull and carve sigh of Chaos Undivided on its forehead

Might aswell go full chaos. If we are lucky, sacrifices will give us some nice boons.

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>>2268341
I see 101's subconscious shows signs of Heresy, We shall never succumb!

>>2268414
Then cast your vote, piece of subconscious.
(Also currently phoneposting. Yay.)

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>>2268414
You keep telling yourself that.

>>2268301
>>2268454
>[4] Let's make some skitarii!
and
>[1] Make Fink's skull into a servoskull w/o the blasphemous symbol

>>2268301
>[2] Convert them into servitors, a few mindless drones will be a good addition.

>[1] Make Fink's skull into a servoskull

We will be the only one

>>2268526
supportan. The skit parts are ours and ours alone, though I do support the trip to the mechanus ship, we might find more loot.

>>2268526
>>2268516
I'll change to this
We shall be Medusa's only lover

>>2268606
Wait till we get the dril upgrade that will peirce the heavens

Okay then it appears that the consensus is to make some servitors and make a servoskull. Writing.

"I believe they should be made into servitors. These ones personally wounded me in addition to being traitors. The rest will be forgiven, but let these ones serve as an example. And as for the head, it will become a servoskull. Let his final memory be as an eternal servant." You say.

"Ooh, I like how you think. I'm going to start operating as soon as possible!" One of her mechadendrites extends a needle which injects something into each now panicking cultists, lulling them to sleep. "It will take awhile until they're up and running, but I haven't made a servitor in so long. It'll be so much fun! So then, while I'm at this, do you plan on anything? After you carve the skin off the skull you're going to need a bit for the cogitator to form and the whole thing to dry off. I'd say go track down those space marines or tech priest Kall, but this entire place is unstable because we're in the warp right now. Oh, speaking of the warp, if you wanted to do anything with daemons now's the time to do it. The warp is fairly calm right now. I actually designed your body to be able to hold one like a daemon engine does. You'd kind of be something like a mix between a daemon engine and a daemon host."

>[1] I found a mechanicus ship while exploring earlier, I'm going to go see what I can find.
>[2] I located the camp of some chaos space marines earlier. Is there anything I could do about that?
>[3] Tell me about this daemon engine option(This option is rated as heretical)
>[4] I'm just going to rest.
>[5] Write in.

>>2269010
>>[4] I'm just going to rest.

>>2269010
>>[4] I'm just going to rest.

>>2269010
>[4] I'm just going to rest.
We shall rest for there are Heretics to slay!

You decide against doing anything for now, instead deciding on rest.

When you wake, you return to Medusa's workshop. It appears that she has gotten one of the servitors working. "Oh yes, worked on him all night. I think I'll name him Jacobs 2. Anyways, I finished the servoskull except for giving it a tool and a purpose. You can choose from the things with it on the workbench. Also, what're you going to do today?"

>[1] Lasgun - combat servoskull
>[2] Omnispex - Scout servoskull
>[3] Tool - General Purpose
>[4] Write in
AND
>[1] I found a mechanicus ship while exploring earlier, I'm going to go see what I can find.
>[2] I located the camp of some chaos space marines earlier. Is there anything I could do about that?
>[3] Tell me about this daemon engine option(This option is rated as heretical)
>[4] Go talk to the cultists
>[5] Write in

>>2269147
4:chainsword. while silly at first, no one would expect a flying chainsword to descend on them. from behind.

5: [1]

>>2269147
>[1] Lasgun - combat servoskull
>[3] Tell me about this daemon engine option(This option is rated as heretical)

>>2269147
>[2] Omnispex - Scout servoskull
>[1] I found a mechanicus ship while exploring earlier, I'm going to go see what I can find.

>>2269147
>[2] Omnispex - Scout servoskull

>[1] I found a mechanicus ship while exploring earlier, I'm going to go see what I can find.

>>2269147
>[4] chainsword ahoy
just imagine the horror
>[3] Tell me about this daemon engine option(This option is rated as heretical)
there is no other way

>>2269335
>>2269342
Scout Skull and mechanicus ship seem to have it. Let's do this.

>>2269345
Hmm, actually things now seem more tied. Also, getting kind of tired, I'll do the final tally in the morning.

>>2269147
>>[2] Omnispex - Scout servoskull
>[3] Tell me about this daemon engine option(This option is rated as heretical)

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Rolled 2 (1d2)

Skull Options:
Lasgun: 1
Omnispex: 1 1 1
Tool:
Chainsword: 1 1

Activity option:
Ship: 1 1 1
Camp:
Daemon shit: 1 1 1
Cultists:

Okay then, it appears we are taking the Omnispex Servoskull and flipping a coin for the other option. 1 is to investigate the mechanicus ship and not be a super heretic, 2 is to be a super heretic.

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>>2269740
Yay, we heretics now.

>>2269147
>>[1] I found a mechanicus ship while exploring earlier, I'm going to go see what I can find.
If it's not too late I'd like to put in my vote, just got out of class

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You sit in silence for a short minute. "What would this deamon engine option entail?"

Your question seems to excite her to no end "Oh I'm so glad you asked! What it entails is that, through a specially prepared ritual, we would have you be possessed by a daemon that assumes you to be an empty vessel. However, what it doesn't know is that you are not empty, and then you'll dominate the spirit and bind it to yourself. You physical form will be filled with the power of one of the Omnissiah's aspects, and you'll also likely develop extremely potent psychic abilities. I had actually originally intended for you for this sole purpose, but I got too attached to you to risk it. And make no mistake, it is an incredibly risky procedure. Dealing with the darker and more chaotic aspects of the Omnissiah often is."

"So, 101, are you sure you want to go through with this procedure?"

(Due to this option being EXTREMELY HERETICAL, here is a "Are you sure?" option.)

>[1] LET'S GET HERETICAL!
>[2] Actually, let's not. Slightly off center worship of the Omnissiah is enough.

>>2269755
I'll tally the final votes for this pivotal decision in 6 hours and 5 minutes.

>>2269755
>>[2] Actually, let's not. Slightly off center worship of the Omnissiah is enough.
Aw, guess I voted too late then, still don't want to be a super heretic though, I don't want to make my machine spirits cry

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>>2269755
>>>[1] LET'S GET HERETICAL!

>>2269755
>>[1] LET'S GET HERETICAL!
Who dares, wins.

>>2269755
>[2] Actually, let's not. Slightly off center worship of the Omnissiah is enough.

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>>2269757
>>2269832
remove loyalist

>>2269849
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wy-sVTaZRPk

>>2269755
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uf1uLy3qlSU

Lets get fucked up.
>>>[1] LET'S GET HERETICAL!

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>>2269755
As the pure side of 101's conscious, I must say i'm very disapp-
>>"too attached to you to risk it."
>>[1] LET'S GET HERETICAL BABY!

Currently is appears that the heresy train is pulling ahead, but will it run on into victory or be stopped by a sudden wave of traditionalist mechanics value? Find out soon!

>>2269990
>bind greater demon of khorn into servoskull.

All this people wanting to get a sex demons so we end up with tentacle dril dicks to fuck yourslf and boss lady at the same time

>>2269996
That's not a bad idea
It's both heretical and pious

>>2270001
What? I would never pass up on that opportunity.

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>>2270001
Did I hear tentacles?

You nod "Yes, I am ready to proceed." You've already descended down this path by choosing your allies, you might as well reap the full rewards.

"Yes yes yes! Thank you so much!" Medusa envelops you in a hug. You would blush, but you're not entirely sure you have the cheeks required to do so. Medusa releases you from her embrace. "Okay then, I'll get everything ready. I've got to prepare the ritual circle, get all the oils and incense ready. Oh, we'll need a sacrifice too. I think I'll just get the cultists to give me which one of them bad mouthed me the most while I was gone. Oh this is so exciting!" Medusa hurries around, grappling implements with her mechanical tentacles and barking orders at her servitors.

After a few minutes, preparations already seem on their way. The area around the summoning circle has been cleared, many crates willed with various instruments and oils have been brought up, and so has an absolutely terrified and stunted looking cultist, screaming and cursing as he's dragged into the workshop by his once fellows. Medusa looks at him with an evil smile, and he shakes with fear as he is bound in gagged.

"How this procedure will work is that we're going to be putting you as unconscious as I can make you without killing you to ensure that the daemon that tries to inhabit your body doesn't notice you until it's too late. Once the daemon is in, I use the ritual's mechanisms to trap it in you. Then, it's your job to dominate. Psychically beat it, endure it's test, beat it in a game of wits. It will be different depending on the daemon. Fail in doing this, and you'll go insane and become something akin to a mindless chaos spawn, and nobody wants that. Oh, that reminds me, what type of daemon do you want to inhabit you? A Khornate would grant your new form incredible strength, daemon of Tzneetch would give you massive psychic powers, the speed boost and let's say... *assets* from a Slanneshi would be massive, and a daemon of Nurgle would likely give you a durability unheard of in a mortal man. Mind you, this will be a fairly weak daemon, there's no way you could get something big in you without dying."

>[1] Give me a Khornate daemon.
>[2] Give me a daemon of Tzneetch
>[3] Give me a Slanneshi daemon
>[4] Give me a daemon of Nurgle
>[5] Are you saying I'm incapable of something? Give me the greatest daemon you can find!(Choose one of the daemons from above)
>[6] No... give me one from each!
>[7] Write in(I shudder to think what you could put here)

>>2270304
>[3] Give me a Slanneshi daemon

Dick dril tentacles here we cum

>>2270308
there's no way you could get something big in you without dying.

Thats what she said

>>2270320
I guess you won't be getting the biggest... drill... possible.

>>2270323
Its not the size of the dril but how you use it
And what its nade out of, how good thr edag is and of course the power of the motor

Im sure we can get a biger one latter or keep get more smaller ones

>>2270304
The real options
>[1] Spiky drill
>[2] Glowy drill
>[3] Tentacle drill
>[4] Rotten drill
>[5] BIG drill

Personally
>[2] Glowy drill

>>2270414
There's also [6] All THE DRILLS!

>>2270452
I fear for Medusa

>>2270304
>>[2] Give me a daemon of Tzneetch
I wanna be a powerful psyker!

>>2270515
dont she probs madeus to give her the driling

>>2270304
>[3] Give me a Slanneshi daemon

>tfw Medusa planned to turn us into a daemin engine but got attached.
>tfw we are her waifu

I guess love bloomed on the battlefied uwu

It seems we're currently tied between Tzenntch and Slaanesh. Let's hope we get some tie breaking votes by tomorrow.

>>2271017
>[6] No... give me one from each!

We are exploring ALL the sides of the omnisiah. not just some of them.

>>2271041
You like to live dangerously, I see. I commend you.

>>2271051
If you'd let me write in to summon something like...
">[5/6/7] Are you saying I'm incapable of something? Give me the greatest daemon you can find! No... give me one from each!"

and indeed. I change my vote to this if I can find those daring enough to stand with me.

>>2271051
>What if by doing this we accidentally a fragment of the God-Emperor of Mankind?

>>2271128
I mean... depending on how you view it, living saints might be greater daemons of the emperor.

>>2271118
Ah, you like to live VERY dangerously.

>>2271118
>">[5/6/7] Are you saying I'm incapable of something? Give me the greatest daemon you can find! No... give me one from each!"
I support this heresy.

>>2271150
why, yes of course

>>2271150
Can I >>2270565 change my vote to Slaanesh? I'm worried what will happen to 101 if these two >>2271118 >>2271231 get their way.

>>2271285
We will either win spectacularly or die horribly. Now stop being pussy (there is also chance we fail so hard we become Emprah)

>>2271291
>Emprah
Oh so that good for nothing corpse is your Emprah, huh? Not only are you suicidally dumb but you are also a closet loyalist.

>>2271118
">[5/6/7] Are you saying I'm incapable of something? Give me the greatest daemon you can find! No... give me one from each!"

i'm supporting that,let's risk it

>>2271285
>votes for slaneesh, personification of excess, doesnt go for 3 more demons.

Brah. Its like you dont even want Calabi–Yau manifold on Ricci-flat manifold hot action as you ascend.

>>2271381
not everyone is fit for the chaos life

>>2270304
>[3] Give me a Slanneshi daemon

Tzneetch: 1 (~1, changed his vote for slaaneshi solely to block ALL THE DAEMONS)
Slaanesh: 1 1 1 (~1 See above)
ALL OF THE DAEMONS: 1 1

Well then, barely winning out is the Slaanesh option. However, given the importance of the choice, along with the fact that while I will write the Slaanesh path if it comes to it I'd prefer any of the other ones, I will allow this to continue until the end of the on the chance we either get more votes and/or somebody changes their mind. Slaanesh fans, this is the pain part, pleasure can come later.

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I am willing to change my vote from ALL THE DAEMONS to JUST AS PLANNED, beacuse with solo Slannesh we are going just to fuck everything and anons obviously dont want to end up as gibbering chaos spawn anyway...

Unless, of course, full deamon mode wins. I still want to try some impossible rolls to become champion on Chaos Undivided.

>>2271739
If his Magos would allow it, I'm willing to be a weaselly bastard and go back on my vote change now that Tzneetch is winning again.

>>2271739
All the demons. The big ones.

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>>2271830
Well done. Here is your star.

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>>2271830

>>2271739
>>2270414
As much as I want to have ALL the drills, I'm gonna switch to Salaanesh...just in case

Tzeetch: 1
Slaanesh: 4
ALL: 4
currently.

>>2271808
It's up to you now, you hold life and death in your hands

>>2270304
>[3] Give me a Slanneshi daemon

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>>2271950

>>2271950
anon. one weak slaneeshi demon, or 4 powerful demons, of which is included the demon.

On top of that, the QM explicitly said he doesnt prefer tentacle adventures as the primary theme, so we will end up being a sensory bug, staring at rainbows and shit, or some sort of lucious ego maniac.

>>2271921
Well fuck it, didn't even want to but if we're going heretic route than
>ALL
Go big or go home, at least make it a powerboost worth the heresy

>>2272091
Casual observer here, just saying the same sentiments.

Fuck it, I'm changing my vote to ALL just so we can move on from this point.

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>>2272091

I think we are still tied though

>>2271921
Roll if tied, I want some hot steamy action!

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i come back to find that we have become hereteks! for shame

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>>2272125
it pains me too, but if we are going down this route, will you vote anon? Will you vote for going full retard by absorbing 4 more powerful demons of each chaos pantheon, or will you choose one lesser demon of slaneesh?

>>2272048
>>2272052
Thats how many we will be putting in her.

Oh well vote wins if it dose

I mean it starts off little but if you play with it it grows biger and stronger

Qm could just roll for it

>>2272177
>Qm could just roll for it
This, let's just get the story underway.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

1 is undivided
2 is slaanesh

Alright then, the Prince it is.

You tell Medusa you choose daemon of slaanesh. She looks at you a bit oddly, then odds. You lie down on the operating table as cultists and servitors bring of crates of various narcotics they have found, bleeding the sacrifice dry and mixing his blood into the various drugs. Medusa, as she is about to power down all of your systems and slip you into deepest unconsciousness, plants a deep kiss onto your cold and gray lips. "See you soon, 101." As you fade away, your body is coated in the blood-drugs mixture.

Give me 3d100.

Rolled 68, 12, 79 = 159 (3d100)

>>2272231
Wining

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>>2272231
Proud of you guys, we did it

>>2272298
I know right
Theres no breaks on this train

>>2272298
How about you roll son

Rolled 1, 46, 16 = 63 (3d100)

>>2272311
>>2272231
Here you go dad

>>2272377
Back in the closet you go

Rolled 45, 90, 73 = 208 (3d100)

>>2272231

>>2272377
Woo natty 1!

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>>2272396
Anything for you Pap

Sorry for the wait, writing.

The candles are lit around your comatose form. Medusa, surrounded by her cultists, all chant praises to Slaanesh as well as Chaos in general. They continue for several minutes before they begin to trail off. "Huh, it shouldn't take as long as this, maybe there just aren't any around right now or..." An invisible force suddenly barrels through the room and into your form, knocking down Medusa and her cultists. As they are all getting to their feet, a second force barrels through into your body as well. The cultists grown in pain and Medusa pulls herself up by her mechadendrites to look at your form which now crackles with chaotic energy. "Well... the first thing was definitely Slaanieshi? Any of you idiots know what the other thing was?" The cultists that aren't groaning in pain shake their heads no. "Figures. I hope this doesn't end up killing him."

Meanwhile, inside your mind, you're floating in some sort of... mindscape? You'd have to guess its yours. Everything here appears to be mechanical in nature, and from your odd vantage point you can see that half of it is a set of neat and orderly corridors and rooms and the other half an absolute chaotic mess, similar to the twisting depths of the space hulk. It appears that the chaotic side is spreading into the orderly side. Given the recent events in your life, that makes complete sense.

The odd serenity of it all is interrupted as a creature appears in a flash of pinkish purple light. The creature is mainly feminine, with a beautiful face marred by large fangs and a generous pink fleshed bosom, her long legs sleek and insectoid in nature. One of her hands ends in a sleek and blood stained crab-like claw, and from one of her shoulders sprouts and bird like wing and the other a tattered bat-like wing. The creature, a daemon, appears somehow out of breather and worried. "The fuck!? This isn't a prince damned engine, what the fuck is this?"

"Maa'scara!" In a flash of blue light, a creature with a birdlike face appears. Its blue feathered form grasps a twisting and writhing staff, while a mass of tentacles sprouts from its back, grasping various tomes and measuring devices. "You have foiled my plans for the last time foul wench! Allow me to reduce you back into pure warpstuff! Then maybe one of the other gods will take what used to be you and turn it into something more useful!"

"Fuck you!" The Slaaneshi daemon, Maa'scara shouts, planting her feet and readying herself for combat. What to do in a situation like this?

>[1] Hide and wait for them to fight it out, then you'll only have to deal with the winner(wp, ag)
>[2] Assist Maa'scara, you wanted a slaaneshi daemon anyways in you might not have to fight her later if you help her now.
>[3] Attack both of them now, two is better then one.
>[4] Go down there and try to help them settle their differences nonviolently.(fel x 3)
>[5] Write in

>>2272798
>[1] Hide and wait for them to fight it out, then you'll only have to deal with the winner(wp, ag)

well I missed all the important votes our guy will probably die due to stupidity.

>[3] Attack both of them now, two is better then one.

>>2272798
We give this thing refuge and the first thing out of its disgusting mouth is an insult
>[5]Help bird boy
also tentacles

>>2272818
>>2272825
Guys, we can juat wait for them to beat each other enough to take out and dominate both, picking one or just fighting both seems like a bad idea.

>>2272798
>[4] Go down there and try to help them settle their differences nonviolently.(fel x 3)

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>>2272798
>[5]Help bird boy
Slannesh will turn are mechadendrites-to-be into schlogs.
Also, bird boy may be more willing to cooperate if we team up and kick the whore.

>>2272886
Not all things will be turned into shlongs anon. Probably at most two things that are not schlongs would be turned into shlongs, and one of them would probably be multipurpose. Also, you don't have any mechadendrites yet.

>>2272798
>[4] Go down there and try to help them settle their differences nonviolently.(fel x 3)

>>2272896

I wish the quest fun and productive for all. Stay gold Magos QM. Stay gold. Slaanesh is not relevant to my interests in the ways most people often try to portray it.
https://youtu.be/sDPUdK2tcdA

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>>2272896
>multipurpose schlong
Begone, /d/, begone!

>>2272174
Naw, lets burn it all down.

>>2272828
>>2272825
Good point, switching to that

Rolled 1 (1d2)

currently tied between the non-violent option and the wait for them to tire each other out option. They'll be one and two respectively.

>>2273207
Nonviolence it is then. Give me 3d100.

Rolled 66, 83, 32 = 181 (3d100)

>>2273210

Rolled 83, 95, 51 = 229 (3d100)

>>2273210

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So it is going to be one of those days...

Rolled 60, 93, 77 = 230 (3d100)

>>2273210

"Hey you two, stop fighting!" You shout, and immediately regret shouting as both daemons turn their gazes to you.

"Wait, is that a mortal? Where did you lead me you whore?" The bird daemon asks.

"I don't fucking know! I thought this was an empty daemon engine I could hide out in!" Maa'scara glares at you. "I'm gonna fuck him and kill him, order doesn't matter. I deal with you later, you bird brained schemer." The other daemon is about to yell something at her, but suddenly stops, his eyes staring out into a vast nothingness.

The bird daemon grins "Sure, have your snack first, then we'll settle this." Maa'scara grins madly and leaps of towards you. "Just as planned. Hahaha..." The bird daemon fades into warp fire, but you know he is still within this place. You are unable to track him however, because the slaaneshi daemon just knocked you down.

"So then mortal, do you have a name I could get to remember before I eat you?"

>[1] You're ranger 101, and you have a proposition(fel x 2)
>[2] Make a mind gun and shoot her! (wp, bs)
>[3] Make a mind sword and chop at her!(wp, ws)
>[4] Blast her with your mind powers!(wp x 2)
>[5] Flee!(wp, ag)
>[6] Write in

>>2273510
>[2] Make a mind gun and shoot her! (wp, bs)

>>2273526
Remember the orc, we have a much better chance with the chainsword
>[3] Make a mind sword and chop at her!(wp, ws)

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>>2273510
>>[2] Make a mind gun and shoot her! (wp, bs)
make a flammenwerfer!

>>2273617
all our stats suck equally

Gun is is then, possible flamer. Give me 2d100.

Rolled 61, 45 = 106 (2d100)

>>2273627

Rolled 14, 37 = 51 (2d100)

>>2273627

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>>2273656
borderline success?

Rolled 12, 42 = 54 (2d100)

>>2273627

You reach around yourself as the daemon approaches your prone form. This is no mere location, this is YOUR mind! The essence of the world around you forms into a weapon in your hands; a flamer, perfect for the distance of the fight. As the creature is about to jump you let out a gout of flame and the daemon falls back with a scream. "Damn mortal, latent fucking psyker!" You let out another gout of flame, and the daemon starts to writhe on the ground while burning. "This is NOT a good pain! Agrhhh!" You stand up, and point your weapon at the slaaneshi daemon.

>[1] "You serve me now!"(fel, wp)
>[2] "Hey now, that isn't very nice. I only want to be your friend and ally."(fel x 2)
>[3] "You are mine!" (wp x 3)
>[4] Physically subdue the daemon(ag, str)
>[5] End this foul creature. (bs x 2)
>[6] Write in

>>2273716
>>[1] "You serve me now!"(fel, wp)

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>>2273716
>[5] End this foul creature. (bs x 2)
>[6] Ask birdman if he has any imminent plans with slightly charred Mascara over here before we do, but Slaanesh witthout Khorne to keep it in check is just pure cancer. Better get rid of it
Is is also funny we are heretic but purging demons with mindfire

I'm going to roll 1d2 in an hour if there isn't a deciding vote. It'll be more sides if there's more votes but they aren't deciding.

>>2273740
I don't see why you want to purge the daemon right after we all voted to lure it into our psyche in the first place

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>>2273892
I was aways agains solo Slaanesh. Chaos Undivided is ok, Birdboy sorta too, but Dickbrain? Nope. And being chosen by dice doesnt help its case much because dice hates us.

>>2273740
>[6] Ask birdman if he has any imminent plans with slightly charred Mascara over here before we do, but Slaanesh witthout Khorne to keep it in check is just pure cancer. Better get rid of it

>>2273904
I bet the dickbrain combo'd with KeikakuBird would be cool, but looks like i'm outvoted

>>2273904
>>2273892
>tries to become a demon engine
>ends up purifying his mind of daemons and awakening latent psyker powers
Honestly that would be pretty funny

>>2273911
I could get behind this. Remove bird as well?

>>2273909
to clarify: what i meant by my write-in is, that if birdman wants dickbrain around, it is his call. but if he says nope, we purge the bitch. either way thigs will go just as planned

>>2273912
Fuck yeah, I wasn't against heresy per se but going full purifying death force sounds cool as hell. Honestly pure slaaneshi wasn't too appealing anyway

>>2273911
>>2273912

Come to think of it, if we are already gyrating like mad, what do you guys think of Malal? I dont know if anybody ever tried to play THAT.

>>2273926
>>2273920
I'm all aboard the purge train at this point

Okay then, the consensus appears to be lighting this chick up, writing.

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*subtle tempting noises*

Oh yeah, give me 2d100. Almost forget that.

Rolled 18, 38 = 56 (2d100)

>>2273957

Rolled 88, 29 = 117 (2d100)

>>2273957

>>2273960
>88
At least Khorne approves of our actions

Rolled 73, 22 = 95 (2d100)

>>2273957
Time for purging...Y-you think we'll still get cult nookie after this?

>>2273956
Nah, now I'm all on the purge train

>>2273959
That's enough with situational modifiers.

You silently let loose a deluge of flame onto the daemon. She screams in pain as she burns and writhes. You stop the deluge. She is burned nearly to a crisp, but her raspy breath has not ceased. You let loose more flame and stop to check again. How is she still alive!?

"It's because we're all trapped in here mortal. She needs to be able to actually leave to die, and she can't do that." The bird daemon suddenly appears. "I must commend you though, being able to manifest that weapon without ever having practiced your psychic potential. I can smell the potential on you." The bird daemon smiles.

>[1] "Who are you and what do you want?"
>[2] Flame this daemon as well(bs x 2)
>[3] Dominate this daemon. This is YOUR realm(wp x 3)
>[4] Write in

>>2273971
>>[2] Flame this daemon as well(bs x 2)
BY FIRE BE PURGED

>>2273971
>1] "Who are you and what do you want?"

>>2273971
>>[1] "Who are you and what do you want?"
>>[2] Flame this daemon as well(bs x 2)
Sorry meant for both

>>2273971
>[1] "Who are you and what do you want?"
>[4] And thanks. I guess. What do you mean she cant leave?

>>2273981
>>2273983
Those are kind of mutually exclusive anon.

We may end up with two smelly demon-kebabs in our brain with mindless purging now, just saying...

>>2273986
I'll support the combo, QM... Can we yell out the question over the sound of us lighting him up?

>>2273991
I mean sure, but he might be hard pressed to answer while on fire.

>>2273996
Honestly 100% fine with this

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> all the purging
eh, what the hell, lets grill us a bird (votechange)

going to sleep now. I will lol a litle if in the end we really become host to angel/part of Emprah himself instead of chaos demons.

>>2274030
Probably not that exactly but it seems like we might be going "wrath of the Ominissah" route, I can dig it.

alright then, give me 2d100 to make a roast chicken while asking him questions.

Rolled 91, 96 = 187 (2d100)

>>2274041

Rolled 5, 22 = 27 (2d100)

>>2274041

Rolled 38, 25 = 63 (2d100)

>>2274041

>>2274044
Mmm... chicken.

Rolled 16, 76 = 92 (2d100)

>>2274041

"What are you talking about?" You ask, attempting to reload your flamer before realizing that its imaginary and has as much fuel as you want.

"Well you see, I -BAWK!" You unleash a bout of flames onto the bird daemon. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He burns quite well actually.

After a minute of sustained fire, you stop unleashing flames to gaze upon his singed and ruined body, unable to die like the other one. Speaking of the other one, she appears to be regenerating a bit, so you give her a quick burning as well. Now then, what to do with these two?

>[1] Might as well do what you came here for, chain them both to your body(wp x 3)
>[2] Thinking about roasted chicken, though you're not actually sure what that is, has made you slightly hungry. You wonder what would happen if you ate these daemons?(wp x 2, tgh x 2)
>[3] Restrain these two and interrogate them once their wounds heal to a point where they can speak.
>[4] Purge these weaklings from your mind, you tire of them(wp x 3)
>[5] Write in

>>2274117
>>[4] Purge these weaklings from your mind, you tire of them(wp x 3)
PURGE TRAIN, MOTHERFUCKER

Rolled 33, 71 = 104 (2d100)

>>2269985
>>2274041
Haha, you all thought you could corrupt the incorruptible, I will never turn to such heresy

>>[2] Purge this fiend

>>2274117
>[2] Thinking about roasted chicken, though you're not actually sure what that is, has made you slightly hungry. You wonder what would happen if you ate these daemons?(wp x 2, tgh x 2)

>>2274129
I dont think we roll just yet buddy

>>2274140
seems like he's behind, posted for a previous choice

>>2274129
What are you voting on?

>>2274117
>[4] Purge these weaklings from your mind, you tire of them(wp x 3)
ALL ABOARD

>>2274140
Whoops, everything updated just as I sent it
Still, I stand by my decision

>>2274148
So are you voting option 2: Eat the the tasty daemons or option 4: purge the nasty daemons?

>>2274153
I thunk its the number 4 one

>>2274153
>[2]Feast on the charred flesh
I like to enjoy a bit of Barbecue after a nice purging

Tzneetchian fried chicken. Just as planned, it's finger licking good.

>>2274183
Actually it's 2:2 I think

>>2274190
Indeed it is. I'm going to give it 40 minutes until I flip a coin.

>>2274117
>>[2] Thinking about roasted chicken, though you're not actually sure what that is, has made you slightly hungry. You wonder what would happen if you ate these daemons?(wp x 2, tgh x 2)

Time to eat some daemons. Not literally of course, they're a tad bigger than you are. But you CAN absorb their essence. Give me 4d100.

Rolled 93, 91, 74, 43 = 301 (4d100)

>>2274316
Guess we're not just an aspect empowered then, since we're not dominating them. I wonder what absorbing pure chaotic essence will do exactly.

Rolled 8, 27, 50, 51 = 136 (4d100)

>>2274316

Rolled 93, 44, 19, 21 = 177 (4d100)

>>2274316

Rolled 69, 52, 51, 13 = 185 (4d100)

>>2274353

Even in heresy we do the will of the God-Emperor of mankind.

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You go over to the prone body of the scorched bird, who would be wailing in agony were it not for his blackened throat, and place your hand upon his burned chest. You feel the faint, slow expanse of its breath. You open your mind as its chest expands, and you grab hold of it, and pull.

The bird's agony must be beyond all belief, as it lets out a psychic scream that echoes throughout your empty mindscape. Inch by inch, the bird is pulled deeper and deeper inside you, its psychic wails growing weaker and weaker until it is silent.

Honestly, it DID taste like chicken.

You collapse in pain, change sweeping throughout your form. You feel new appendages sprout from your back, you feel new symbols etch themselves upon your flesh and upon your cybernetic parts, which begin to fuse into one another, the line between man and machine growing blurrier than it already is. You can see the breadth of time and space, see the great plan of the architect of fate for but an instant before its true madness is forgotten, the only memory being that you saw it, not what you say.

You stumble to your feet. Your glimpse of eternity told you what to do next, and your rumbling stomach agrees. You stumble over to the slaaneshi daemon, and suddenly clutch at your stomach in pain. Something opens up on your stomach, a jagged toothed mouth, and out of it a bladed tongue lashes out and wraps around the daemon, which lets out a final scream as your impossible second mouth drags her in and swallows her with a nearly comical gulping sound.

She tasted more like fruit punch. The energy from the daemon arcs through your body like lightning. Your form shimmers, your body slimming slightly, your waist pinching in and hips flaring out almost imperceptibly to make your silhouette the slightest bit feminine. The jagged teeth in your second mouth straighten out, booming more regular and slender, and more pieces of your flesh meld further with your metallic pieces.

Pleasure, knowledge, and power courses though your being, your soul taking the daemonic entities within you, breaking them down, and incorporating them into you.

You are finished here now. Time to return to your material form, which likely mirrors your current one due to your newfound psychic potential. Oooooh, this is going to be good,

(+10 wp, +15 fel, +5 int, gained two daemonic mechadendrites, +4 max wounds. You now bear a second mouth on your torso to devour things with. Yummy).

(continued)

>>2274856
You bolt awake, causing Medusa to jump back. You look over yourself. Your body is imperceptibly more feminine in its silhouette, the plating of your cybernetics has been colored a bluish purple ended with gold, a on your stomach is a mouth as wide as your torso is, its mechadendrite like tongue emerging to lip its gold plague lips. Your upper chest has been emblazoned with the star of chaos, and on the left wrist you have the mark os Slannesh, the mark of Tzneetch on your right. Your mechadendrites drift into view; one if more pink in coloration while the other is more blue. You know instinctively that the pink one has some... pleasure functions it is capable of.

As you stare over your form, so does Medusa. "You're perfect 101. Just perfect."

What to do now?
>[1] Grab Medusa and kiss her.
>[2] Begin planning your next step.
>[3] You're a daemon enhanced mega cyborg, let's ensure Medusa knows who the boss is around here.(wp, fel)
>[4] Mmm... Medusa looks quite delicious in those bloodstained tech priest robes, and your mouth still hungers.(ag, ws)
>[5] Write in

>>2274891
>>[1] Grab Medusa and kiss her.
Not an entirely lewd kiss, more of a celebratory kiss.

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>>2274891
>>[5] "I know." reply and then hug her with mechadendrits. Just hugs! No lewds! And start planning, we probably have work to do. Somewhere.

Goddamn, we eat minor demon entities for breakfast. Time for Khorne and Nurgle to join their friends, Chaos Undivided, here we come!

>>2274891
Btw QM, do we know what our Psy Rating is or will we have to experiment before we can find out?

>>2274996
You just ate two daemons. You guess.

...

I also do not know the psychic rating system.

>>2275000
From the FFG system?

It's just a scale of 1 to 10. 1 being an untrained psyker 10 being an experienced eldar farseer.

>>2274891
>>[1] Grab Medusa and kiss her.

You leap from the operating table and pull Medusa into your embrace and kiss. You are overflowing with emotions, and it all feels so GOOD! Medusa returns the kiss. "Mmm... your lips are warm now. They used to be cold." She pulls back. "Damn, you look good. Mechadendrites, ooh, a big mouth on your stomach; I'm guessing that'll have special properties. I almost can't believe you managed to absorb two daemons, of two different aspects even!"

"I feel so GOOD Medusa! I'm filled with power. And not just that. Eating the bird daemon has given me visions. Our next step is to..."

>[1] "We need to take control of the Bloodied Skulls war band."
>[2] "We must travel to the wrecked mechanicus ship"
>[3] "We must travel to the center of the space hulk."
>[4] Write in

>>2275021
>>[3] "We must travel to the center of the space hulk."
If I had to guess there's probably a super powerful relic or some shit in there.

>>2275021
>>[2] "We must travel to the wrecked mechanicus ship"

mm... your lips are warm now. They used to be cold
omg she used to kiss us befor lol

>>2275026
She has had a lot of unfettered access to your unconscious body.

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>>2275043

>>2275043
she kinky

>>[2] "We must travel to the wrecked mechanicus ship"
we will become walking baneblade

>>2275021
2, we must travel to the mechanicus ship!

>>2275043
Can we put our dick dril tentacle into isb holes now like r2d2?

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>>2275021
>>[2] "We must travel to the wrecked mechanicus ship"
Onwards, Omnisiah wills it! And once there, we will acquire properly heretical vehicle to trasport ourselves in style.

>>2275021
>[2] "We must travel to the wrecked mechanicus ship"
>>2275043
Huh, guess the sexual tension was mutual, cool.

>>2275021
>[2] "We must travel to the wrecked mechanicus ship"
Soon we shall exterminate the pretenders in shiny armor, but let us test what the God Emperor has bestowed upon us first

"I had a vision of that mechanicus ship I came across while I was searching for your cultists. We need to move in there, everyone here. There's... something there. I don't know what though, but there's something there." You say, idly twisting your cybernetic tentacles together.

Medusa nods "I'll trust in those visions. You ate a daemon of Tzneetch after all, and I was meaning to scavenge that thing eventually. It'd be best to set out as soon as possible, so that the way you came to get back here isn't warped into a way somewhere else. Hmm... but do we all go at once, or just a few to insure safety before moving the rest in?"

>[1] I will go it alone.
>[2] Let us all go together.
>[3] I will go, but not alone.(Choose to take Medusa, the Genestealer, a small group of cultists, or the servitor Jacobs)
>[4] We will go with a small but skilled team, leaving the bulk of the cultist behind until all is clear(Take all choices above)
>[5] Write in

>>2276849
>>[2] Let us all go together.

>>2276849
[2] Let us all go together.

"The entire cult shall go together. There is strength in numbers, and the wretched cultists would likely die or kill each other if left unattended."

Medusa nods "Good point. I'll make sure to get them ready, you gather your things. Unfortunately, it seems that the energy from your transformation didn't spread to your things, so your weapons are still mundane. We'll be able to infuse them later though." She leaves the room, and you pick up your items. Having already broken the deepest of taboos, the modifications you can now make to your equipment are limitless. No time now though, not enough.

It takes a few hours, but the cultists are roused and ready to leave. Each is armed with either a stub gun, a las gun, or a pistol version and a crude weapon. There are ten total cultists, a mix of men and women, three servitors, all nearly identical at this point; Medusa calls each servitor Jacobs. The gene stealer is also accompanying you. Its cybernetic arm appears to have been upgraded, and now incorporates a laspistol into it. All are ready to go.

The genestealer and the servo skulls scout ahead. Staying stealthy is impossible with a group this size, especially while bringing along three slow, loud servitors.

Several hours into your journey, your servo skull returns to you, chirping binaric code at you. Up ahead, it has located a threat. A group of space marines, six in total, one of which is wearing terminator armor. You scan through the pic recording on the skull to examine the group, but the picture is incredibly blurry, and you are unable to make out many details. You can't even tell if they appear to be loyalist or traitor. You ponder about how to proceed.

>[1] Sneak ahead alone(ag x 2)
>[2] Go ahead alone, but make no effort to hide yourself.
>[3] Have the entire group make their way forward, weapons ready
>[4] Have the entire group make their way forward, weapons holstered
>[5] Write in(Remember, you are a psyker.)

>>2277539
>[1] Sneak ahead alone(ag x 2)
Either way, we're killing them

>>2277539
>[5] Write in(Remember, you are a psyker.)
what kind of psykery we can do? try to discern who is there by mind reading/scrying? posses somebody? make a blood rain?

>>2277684
You'll never know if you don't try.

>>2277688
Ooooh!
>[5] (psyfuckery) Lets peek into the warp and try to read from here who are we dealing with, we ate birdboy, so we should be able to do some basic scrying

>>2277725
supporting

Alright, Psyker Time. Give me 2d100

Rolled 60, 97 = 157 (2d100)

>>2278317

Rolled 6, 67 = 73 (2d100)

>>2278317

Rolled 59, 58 = 117 (2d100)

>>2278317
Let us see what bird boy gave us

You tap deep inside of your self, sending out psychic tendrils towards the space marines. Your vision is still blurry, the chaotic spirit of the space hulk distorting your vision, but it's clearer still then the servoskull's pic feed. You gaze upon the marines and see that a few of them bear horns, and that the terminator has a small daemonic creature perched on its pauldron. The familiar hisses at where your invisible psychic eye floats, but luckily the marines pay it no heed, seemingly absorbed in a dice game.

"Wha- oin?"

"Sh- am th- up."

"Th- sl- to your eight."

Their weapons are not ready, they appear to believe themselves safe. You return to your body.

>[1] Approach alone, ready to kill.
>[2] Approach alone, ready to negotiate.
>[3] Approach with the entire crew, ready to kill
>[4] Approach with the entire crew in a neutral manner
>[5] Write in

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>[4] Approach with the entire crew in a neutral manner
Onwards! Lets make more friends!

>>2278540
>[3] Approach with the entire crew, ready to kill
Ready to purge these heretics

Rolled 1 (1d2)

Going to roll a d2: 1 for kill, 2 for no kill.

"This will be a good opportunity to sate the bloody aspect of the Omnissisah." She says.

You all make your way forward, weapons ready. The space marines obviously notice a group of your size making their way forward, all gripping their boltguns. The cultists, skittish and paranoid, take up positions with as much cover and escape routes as possible. The sorcerer stands before you, flanked by the other marines, his arms outstretched. "Why if it isn't a band of cultists, come to serve their rightful masters. Please, drop your weapons so you may bow more easily to us."

>[1] Give the order to attack, yourself shooting with your own guns(bs x 3)
>[2] Give the order to attack, yourself bounding forward to rip and tear(ag, ws x 3)
>[3] Give the order to attack and make a psychic attack on the sorcerer(wp x 2)
>[4] Write in

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>>2279300

>[1] Give the order to attack, yourself shooting with your own guns(bs x 3)
lets hope we wont end up like pic related

>>2279300
>[1] Give the order to attack, yourself shooting with your own guns(bs x 3)
Is the sorcerer the leader or the terminator?

>>2279307
>>2279349
The sorcerer is wearing the terminator armor and is also the leader.
Also give me 3d100.

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Rolled 39, 11, 80 = 130 (3d100)

>>2279383
What have we done

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Rolled 3, 61, 94 = 158 (3d100)

>>2279383
rolling

>>2279416
You let the dice decide, dohoho

Rolled 11, 62, 91 = 164 (3d100)

>>2279383

"Open fire!" You shout, taking your bolder in your hands and your stubcarbine in your remarkable opposable slaaneshi mechaendrite(The ladys love it). You aim your bolter shots at the sorcerer; none of your other weapons have a chance to wound him, and you manage to land a few shots to key areas of his armor, but not fell him. With your stub carbine you spread the shots between the other marines as the cultists around you focus their fire to make up for their low caliber weapons. Two marines have fallen by the time you need to reload.

As you drop the bolder in favor of your trusty galvanic rifle, you sense the sorcerer gathering power. At the same time, something behind you his the floor from above and you hear the rev of a chainsword. "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!" a berserker shouts, formerly having been hidden in the darkness above. He cuts into a screaming cultists.

>[1] Reload and fire into the sorcerer(bs x 2)
>[2] Counter the sorcerer's power with your own!(wp x 2)
>[3] Turn and face the berserker(ws x 3)
>[4] Write in

>>2279517

>[1] Reload and fire into the sorcerer(bs x 2)

>>2279517
What kind of psychic powers are in our arsenal?

>>2279593
Well, it appears that you have remote viewing of some description at the very least.

>>2279517
>[2] Counter the sorcerer's power with your own!(wp x 2)
Our guns are worthless! We must use our powers

d2, 1 for guns, 2 for powers.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2279777

>>2279781
Time to sumon fly dicks to impale people

>>2279984
We're all about drills and tentacles here

Give me d2100. Sorry for the wait, got caught up in something.