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Sep 27, 2016 17:01
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The Emperor Protects those that Fight Courageously. C
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Sep 27, 2016 17:53
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Do we not have a jetpack we can wear? C
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Sep 27, 2016 19:05
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We've been trying to kill Rat since day 1 so yeah, let's go with what works. C
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Sep 27, 2016 19:51
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A. We've survived train rams before, to great accomplishment
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Sep 27, 2016 20:10
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C. Strap on those goggles and run Quint.
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Sep 28, 2016 03:13
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 AW YEAH! TIAS IS BACK!C. You are only born so that you can give your life fighting the enemies of the Emperor.
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Sep 28, 2016 06:54
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We will C this through.
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Derelict waste containment and expulsion facility 2B "I don't care what you say, I'm doing it, not you." Flavia seems adamant, but you're resolved to shake her off. "I'm the ranking officer, and it's my decision, so the risk must also be mine to take." "I'm faster than you." You bristle a bit, but know that she's trying to con you. All because she cares about you - behind her long-healed criminal cheek brands a faint reddening spreads! "I'm doing it, don't make me have to pull rank." "No." "I'll make it. I promise." She shakes her head, droplets of moisture from the ever-present air scrubbing units flying from her short, bleached hair. "You're fragged up. But fine." She removes her lasrifle strap and clambers into the maintenance hatch leading to the reinforced control room. "Only in death.." she mutters, disappearing into the gloom. "FZZZT... it's approaching via the route the Augur team said it would." Rams voice crashes in through a ream of static. "Wat. I mean, good. What now" you snap. "Get its attention, then make for the armoured bulkhead like we drilled. The Omnissiah preserve you." Great. Before you can dwell on your surly situation, you see a frail figure clamber out of one of the bulkhead openings. A faint greasy tang enters the air, and you breath echoes, even though it never has in here before. Warp-taint. You opt for the path of least obfuscation, drawing your trusty shotgun, and tagging her head and breast in a beehive of desintegrating steel slugs. She turns to you like she was just caressed by a stiff-breeze, malevolence oozing from torn, bleeding lips. "Y̷̛̮͇͓͔̋̒̍ͬ͐͟O̰̗̤̹̩̳̽ͨ̄͛̈̈́͘U̶̵̷̞̣̹̙̟̤͖̙̪̒̉̇̓̿ͨ̈ͤ̏̽͊ it croaks. But by then, you've already discarded the shotgun, running full throttle for your life. "She's here" you pant. "FZZZZZZZZT...again?" "SHE'S HERE YOU FRAGGER BE READY WITH THE FRAGGING DOOR" "Confirmed, let us know." Not far now, but she's gaining, unnatural vitality pumping her decomposing calves after you. The open bulkhead beckons. Knowing you have to be slightly ahead of events, you howls "NOW" into your head-piece vox, and soon after, you leap through the, now compressing, bulkhead... ..and Darkness Falls. (((Welp kids! That sure was a string of bad rolls - Quint is now crushed to a fine paste inside the bulkhead. Well, the parts of him not stuck with the daemon getting desintegrated by acidic sump-waste, anyway! At this point we'll probably have to use a fate point. Do we do it to.. A) Kill the daemon! or.. B) Keep Quint whole? ))
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Oct 12, 2016 17:55
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Ooph. So the choice is a) do your job and end up crippled or otherwise debilitated, or b) escape with all your parts AND the undying hatred of an immortal warpspawn? A Good guardsman.  Maybe the people that were tracking the daemon can chip in to give us some tank treads to replace everything from the waist down.
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Oct 12, 2016 18:13
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A choice between survival and crushing your enemy is not really a choice. If it's just a couple limbs, why are you bothering to ask us? Also, no tank treads - it deviates from the human form. Our visiom of Quint's future is a cyber-boot stomping on a daemon's face - forever!
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Oct 12, 2016 18:27
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Rockopolis posted:A choice between survival and crushing your enemy is not really a choice. If it's just a couple limbs, why are you bothering to ask us? Yeah, I think we need bigger legs to stomp harder.
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Oct 12, 2016 18:33
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Hmmm. Quint had a good run, honestly. I'm all aboard the A train.
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Oct 12, 2016 18:37
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Green Intern posted:Hmmm. Quint had a good run, honestly. I'm all aboard the A train. I hate you. Anyway, all aboard the cyberlegs and possibly posthumous medal for killing a major demon. A
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Oct 12, 2016 18:38
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Green Intern posted:Hmmm. Quint had a good run, honestly. I'm all aboard the A train. Yeah same.
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Oct 12, 2016 18:40
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A Let's slowly turn ourselves into a sentient muder servitor.
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Oct 12, 2016 20:31
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Saving Quint means we have a pissed off demon still coming from us and potential charges of Sacrificing ourselves to kill a demon and ending the war makes us a drat Hero, and Damned Heroes get replacement parts from the mechanicus Kill It
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Oct 12, 2016 21:15
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Oct 12, 2016 22:04
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Oct 12, 2016 23:56
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A die for the emperor or die trying
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Oct 13, 2016 00:02
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My only regret is that I have but one life to give for the Emperor. A I don't really want us to die, but charging headfirst is how we've been the whole game, so why play the meta now? Trust in the Emperor and He will protect.
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Oct 13, 2016 00:15
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A Daddy needs a new roboleg to better serve the Imperium.
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Oct 13, 2016 02:04
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A Turn him into a dreadnaught.
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Oct 13, 2016 09:06
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Well, that didn't quite go as planned, did it? Ah well, it's not like we didn't know the risks going in. If we wanted something safe, we'd have worked in the Administratum. Chicks dig Augmetics, glory lasts forever. Let it never be said that Quint doesn't get the job done.
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Tias posted:At this point we'll probably have to use a fate point. Do we do it to..
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