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Waci
May 30, 2011

A boy and his dog.
Nah. We'll make it there, and escape on the hivecap.

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sheep-dodger
Feb 21, 2013

A Darker Porpoise posted:

We don't have a squad of ultramarines to bail us out of this! :v:

This comment reminded me of the plot of DoW 2, and now I'm sad that we don't (yet?) have a personal Blood Raven, we would make the best magpies thieves acquisition agents :allears:

Loel
Jun 4, 2012

"For the Emperor."

There was a terrible noise.
There was a terrible silence.



sheep-dodger posted:

This comment reminded me of the plot of DoW 2, and now I'm sad that we don't (yet?) have a personal Blood Raven, we would make the best magpies thieves acquisition agents :allears:

As with all ravens, you need to acquire and bring them a pretty to get their attention :)

Kegslayer
Jul 23, 2007
A + E

The ship feels like a trap. If people have built a bridge/dam over it then the ship would have probably been stripped of anything useful. We should just keep going since things are probably going to get worse if the Tyranids are making their move.

Confirming that our enemies are Tyranids is not a good sign. We haven't encountered any hive fleets and the fact that they're attacking in large numbers from underground suggests that they've been here for a long, long time. If the astropaths were having problems then there's the very real chance that a hive fleet is coming in which case we should be somewhere else. We need to take as many anti Tyranid precautions as possible from making sure our troops are equipped with auspexes to rooting out any possible genestealer cults.

Its also a big opportunity for us to make more money though! Get our Devries network to open up a black market selling bionics and 'anti Tyranid' charms and trinkets made from whatever junk and scrap metal from the Beast to the superstitious soldiers and gullible nobles.

We all know Tyranids only take biomass so it stands to reason that the more metal your body has, the less likely you are to get eaten! We can also make up bullshit about how metal that has been through the warp absorbs part of the ships Gellar field making you slightly immune to the hive mind or how buying 'activated' water from our ship decreases your chance of getting implanted or whatever pseudo science scams we can sell.

Send word to the Magos and the Rogue Trader to scan anyone who has been in contact with anyone from off world. The last thing we want say one hundred years later is to find out a genestealer cult has managed to infiltrate itself all the way in to the Family. We should probably leave a message for the Inquisition but they should already know once the Guard does.

Do our Krieg have any experience in fighting Tyranids? It'd be good to train the men currently in our company how to do so. Maybe something easy and simple like shooting the big scary ones first. Avoid advanced topics like 'why does the ammunition eat us alive'.

Loel
Jun 4, 2012

"For the Emperor."

There was a terrible noise.
There was a terrible silence.



A x x x x x, x x x
B x x x x x, x x x x x, x x x x
C
D
E x
A/E

B is well in the lead, so Ill start brainstorming. May take a nap first, so there are a few hours before I start the outline.

Waci
May 30, 2011

A boy and his dog.
No napping on the job! :commissar:

Loel
Jun 4, 2012

"For the Emperor."

There was a terrible noise.
There was a terrible silence.



Waci posted:

No napping on the job! :commissar:

I think most of my players are reading PL today :v:

Deadmeat5150
Nov 21, 2005

OLD MAN YELLS AT CLAN

LowellDND posted:

As with all ravens, you need to acquire and bring them a pretty to get their attention :)

We have this cool rifle...

Wentley
Feb 7, 2012
A xeno artifact we pry from the hands of the cousin who is definitely up to something?

Arkanomen
May 6, 2007

All he wants is a hug

Wentley posted:

A xeno artifact we pry from the hands of the cousin who is definitely up to something?

I think we have a home movie to show our cousin....

Tran
Feb 17, 2011

It's a pleasure to meet all of you. Especially in such a fine settin' as this. Just need us some music an' a brawl an' we'll be set.
Limosa may be a dick, but he's family. The fact that he's also a stupendously powerful psyker is just a bonus. No murdering the valuable lieutenant.

JT Jag
Aug 30, 2009

#1 Jaguars Sunk Cost Fallacy-Haver

Arkanomen posted:

I think we have a home movie to show our cousin....
gently caress no, we aren't doing anything with the memetic virus, that poo poo is going in the vault.

Until our willpower is significantly boosted at least.

AmyL
Aug 8, 2013


Black Thursday was a disaster, plain and simple.
We lost too many good people, too many planes.
We can't let that kind of tragedy happen again.
Can we destroy the meme virus so we do not have to worry about it haunting us down the road?

Successful Businessmanga
Mar 28, 2010

Never :o: when we go crazy we need it so that we can destroy the entire populations of planets using our rave platform to project it into the sky. It's an environmentally friendly weapon of mass destruction! :pseudo:

Also it's totally important evidence!

Skellybones
May 31, 2011




Fun Shoe
Gargant Killer. A masterwork sniper rifle. It earned its name from the legendary exploits of a Rogue Trader who used it to hunt Orks, culminating in the destruction of a Gargant through an impressive shot. The rifle carried on as a relic of the dynasty aboard the Filthy Lucre, though the dynasty's fortunes waned. It was generously donated to the Blood Ravens after the Filthy Lucre was lost under mysterious circumstances.

Azhais
Feb 5, 2007
Switchblade Switcharoo
B. Take a Break and Explore

A couple hours probably isn't going to kill us given that we're still 10 days out. If our Mother provided retinue comprised of a bunch of mind controlled fanatics is starting to get surly they really really need a break. Call it for a couple hours so people can take a power nap, poke around the ship, and then get going unless something that will impress the Lord Sire is in that ship.

Volmarias
Dec 31, 2002

EMAIL... THE INTERNET... SEARCH ENGINES...
B, take a look. Who knows, we might find some petty noble's gold stash.

Wentley posted:

I only know what they are from hints in the thread. I assume they are one of the biggest of bads in the 40K universe?

The Tyranids are pretty bad, on the order of "A lot of important people in the Imperium think that this is how our galaxy ends." Think of it as something like space locusts from another galaxy, except that the locusts are the xenomorphs from Aliens and they range from that size to 40 feet tall, and they consume all life in their path to make more of them, and by the time that you know that they're there it's probably too late to escape as the psychic power of their Fleet makes communication or warp travel impossible. One of the "best" current strategies of the Imperium is to force the fleet to commit as much of its strength to fighting on a planet, then glassing it to deprive the hive of the biomass that would be gained from both their forces and their foes.

Lord-sire is playing with fire by not getting the gently caress out of dodge yesterday. Tyranids are bad news.

So, you might be asking, how are there Tyranids on the planet if they haven't actually arrived yet? The answer is a Genestealer cult. Genestealer cults occur when a Genestealer shows up on a planet, and begins infecting victims by shoving its filthy Ovipositor into them and implanting a tiny organism inside, which slowly grows and takes control of them. When those victims reproduce, the offspring are tyranid/human hybrids, which continue to reproduce, eventually producing more proper Genestealers every fourth generation. Eventually, the cult becomes such a large percentage of the population that control is impossible, and Exterminatus is the only option.

This is why early opposition saw troops that seemed mostly human; they more or less were, but they've been slightly tainted with xeno DNA. The brigades disappearing on the fringes of the front are being ambushed and then eaten by actual 'nids, which is why they're appearing to just vanish. The fact that the Guard is attempting to hold and recapture this planet is actually exceptional; it shows how vital this planet is to the war effort in the local system that it's not simply being bombed into ruin and abandoned.

Volmarias fucked around with this message at 04:33 on Feb 13, 2015

Sogol
Apr 11, 2013

Galileo's Finger

Volmarias posted:

B, take a look. Who knows, we might find some petty noble's gold stash.


The Tyranids are pretty bad, on the order of "A lot of important people in the Imperium think that this is how our galaxy ends." Think of it as something like space locusts from another galaxy, except that the locusts are the xenomorphs from Aliens and they range from that size to 40 feet tall, and they consume all life in their path to make more of them, and by the time that you know that they're there it's probably too late to escape as the psychic power of their Fleet makes communication or warp travel impossible. One of the "best" current strategies of the Imperium is to force the fleet to commit as much of its strength to fighting on a planet, then glassing it to deprive the hive of the biomass that would be gained from both their forces and their foes.

Lord-sire is playing with fire by not getting the gently caress out of dodge yesterday. Tyranids are bad news.

So, you might be asking, how are there Tyranids on the planet if they haven't actually arrived yet? The answer is a Genestealer cult. Genestealer cults occur when a Genestealer shows up on a planet, and begins infecting victims by shoving its filthy Ovipositor into them and implanting a tiny organism inside, which slowly grows and takes control of them. When those victims reproduce, the offspring are tyranid/human hybrids, which continue to reproduce, eventually producing more proper Genestealers every fourth generation. Eventually, the cult becomes such a large percentage of the population that control is impossible, and Exterminatus is the only option.

This is why early opposition saw troops that seemed mostly human; they more or less were, but they've been slightly tainted with xeno DNA. The brigades disappearing on the fringes of the front are being ambushed and then eaten by actual 'nids, which is why they're appearing to just vanish. The fact that the Guard is attempting to hold and recapture this planet is actually exceptional; it shows how vital this planet is to the war effort in the local system that it's not simply being bombed into ruin and abandoned.

This is what I was asking. Thank you! Yay?

Ego Trip
Aug 28, 2012

A tenacious little mouse!


Shadeoses posted:

Gargant Killer. A masterwork sniper rifle. It earned its name from the legendary exploits of a Rogue Trader who used it to hunt Orks, culminating in the destruction of a Gargant through an impressive shot. The rifle carried on as a relic of the dynasty aboard the Filthy Lucre, though the dynasty's fortunes waned. It was generously donated to the Blood Ravens after the Filthy Lucre was lost under mysterious circumstances.

:golfclap:

Tran
Feb 17, 2011

It's a pleasure to meet all of you. Especially in such a fine settin' as this. Just need us some music an' a brawl an' we'll be set.

Shadeoses posted:

Gargant Killer. A masterwork sniper rifle. It earned its name from the legendary exploits of a Rogue Trader who used it to hunt Orks, culminating in the destruction of a Gargant through an impressive shot. The rifle carried on as a relic of the dynasty aboard the Filthy Lucre, though the dynasty's fortunes waned. It was generously donated to the Blood Ravens after the Filthy Lucre was lost under mysterious circumstances.

Relic managed to fit more characterization into those item blurbs than the entire campaign.

Volmarias
Dec 31, 2002

EMAIL... THE INTERNET... SEARCH ENGINES...

Sogol posted:

This is what I was asking. Thank you! Yay?

Oh, whoops, also:

Sogol posted:

Would the Nid theory explain why no one actually has any knowledge or knows anything about who or what we are actually fighting here?

In the grim dark future, existential threats aren't really widely talked about. Sure, there's Orks, but they're really in it for the smashing and the fighting. Conquering the galaxy is more of an accident than anything. Then there's Chaos, but really you can best handle that one by a strict regime of shooting all of your latent psychers that aren't getting loaded up onto black ships and being super intolerant and just really pushing the Imperial Cult along with locking down the Eye of Terror whoops sorry Cadia lol! But what do you do about MULTIPLE bio swarms that are thousands of light years in diameter each, consume everything in their path, and generally leave no survivors?

The information that's available is pretty restricted, and somewhat more hearsay than anything else. It's the kind of thing that you'd only be briefed about if you had a reason to know about it, and Ohone is something of an abberation here as well. If it weren't for the fact that she were recruited via spam, I'd put it down to her inquisition association. It's more likely that the Family has learned about them, mostly due to certain trading worlds No Longer Existing As Places With Any Life.

Skellybones
May 31, 2011




Fun Shoe
A plain genestealer cult would also be just that, humans, genstealers, and hybrids. The presence of other mainline combat breeds means that elements of a Hive fleet found its way to the planet some time ago. Whether these are derived from the initial group that landed with the genestealers decades ago, or a recent vanguard that is riding just ahead of the main swarm remains to be seen.

jng2058
Jul 17, 2010

We have the tools, we have the talent!





Shadeoses posted:

Gargant Killer. A masterwork sniper rifle. It earned its name from the legendary exploits of a Rogue Trader who used it to hunt Orks, culminating in the destruction of a Gargant through an impressive shot. The rifle carried on as a relic of the dynasty aboard the Filthy Lucre, though the dynasty's fortunes waned. It was generously donated to the Blood Ravens after the Filthy Lucre was lost under mysterious circumstances.

:golfclap:



Searching the ship shouldn't take too long, a couple of hours at most. We should take the opportunity to loot while we can.

Skellybones
May 31, 2011




Fun Shoe

Tran posted:

Relic managed to fit more characterization into those item blurbs than the entire campaign.

And what items they were! Weapons and armour gifted or donated from dozens of Chapters and Guard regiments, the Grey Knights, the Custodes, the Inquisition, the Sisters of Battle, the Mechanicus, several Chaos Legions, and at least one Primarch's weapon.


Actually, the Grey Knights armour just plainly said they looted the armour off a dead guy they found. But the rest were gifts! Or just mysteriously disappeared one day and reappeared in the hands of the Blood Ravens.

VanSandman
Feb 16, 2011
SWAP.AVI EXCHANGER
They didn't even try for an explanation of the Custodes armor. I wonder if the Lord-Sire will ever do any business in Sub-Sector Aurelia?

Skellybones
May 31, 2011




Fun Shoe
Well, you don't necessarily have to come to the Blood Ravens. They send out crusading forces all the time. They were present on Graea (Space Marine game) along with other chapters, no idea if that Titan mysteriously disappeared afterwards.

JT Jag
Aug 30, 2009

#1 Jaguars Sunk Cost Fallacy-Haver

Shadeoses posted:

Well, you don't necessarily have to come to the Blood Ravens. They send out crusading forces all the time. They were present on Graea (Space Marine game) along with other chapters, no idea if that Titan mysteriously disappeared afterwards.
It is never seen or mentioned again after they show up, so...

Pirate Radar
Apr 18, 2008

You're not my Ruthie!
You're not my Debbie!
You're not my Sherry!

Lanky Coconut Tree posted:

With just Dio posts, it's more like 100 pages!

140. 40 posts per page, 140*40= 5,600 Diogenes posts. To be fair, much of that is very thorough questioning and he often has to repeat himself.

I'm on 60/140, so... well, from what you guys are saying I'll just hope Enkidel hasn't exploded, gotten smited by an angry (God/angel/demon/large fish), or broken quantum physics by the time I catch up. Who knows, the players might even know what's going on by then!

Skellybones
May 31, 2011




Fun Shoe
Ohone sets Gargant Killer down in a disused hanger. Nobody has walked here for at least a century, the dust lies thick and undisturbed except for her footprints. A few skeletons are heaped in the corners, ancient dregs who starved or asphyxiated long ago when they were sealed in.

Tapping into the dormant machine spirits and scattering servo skulls to provide lightning and manual interfacing, Ohone brings an ancient cargo crane to life. With a squeal and a lurch it rumbles into action, disused gears grinding together for the first time in an age as it carries out the new orders. The scene comes together just as it appeared in her meticulously detailed mind.



When everything is prepared, Ohone powers down the servo skulls and sets herself to lurk in her custom camouflaged hide. A dusty tarp with some skeletons glued to it, bolstered with archaeotech in order to project the image of an ordinary pile of junk in every wavelength from X-ray to Infrared. Her footsteps are erased by a low-flying skull, which settles on a previously headless spectator.



Hours pass uneventfully, as they should in a forgotten deck of an ancient space hulk. Not even the cynoleopards would come down this far, and the megaroaches would only investigate if fresh offal was detected. Ohone continues mentally cataloging all the Tyranids she had seen last week. Was there an ongoing evolution in their forms? Would further chemical weapons deployments result in a more lethal biomorph?

Movement! A skull slowly tracks a dark figure creeping silently across the hanger bay. Where had it come from? A vent? Teleported? It moves purposefully towards the prize in the middle. The venerable Gargant Slayer lies in a soft pool of illumination. The dataslate next to it is picked up and examined. Ohone knew, it simply read 'DO NOT TOUCH. VALUABLE RELIC'.

A command is encoded, sent, received, decoded, understood and executed in the flash of a neuron. The ancient cargo crane carries out its function, ignoring a warning that it is breaking safety protocols. The cargo container silently held above Gargant Killer now finds itself without purchase and plummets towards the harsh embrace of shipboard gravity. A network of emitters flares to life around the room, cutting it off from the Warp, psyker influence, teleportation, radio, microwave and a multitude of lesser known signals and forces.

The cargo container slams into the deck, the floor of it removed so that it lands around, not on top of the target. A swarm of hulking industrial servitors then emerge from shadowy recesses and brace with their mighty cybernetic limbs, holding the container in place as it shakes violently.

The container is the sort used to deploy a Leman Russ from orbit.

The metal box shifts and deforms slightly with repeated impacts, explosions and gunfire from inside, but the servitors manage to weld it to the floor and patch any weak points. After a minute the hanger is silent once more, so Ohone emerges from her bone hide and approaches.



"Greetings, Blood Raven, the Inquisition has need of your assistance."

By popular demand
Jul 17, 2007

IT *BZZT* WASP ME--
IT WASP ME ALL *BZZT* ALONG!


:allears: This is the vision of things to come, I hope.

Lanky Coconut Tree
Apr 7, 2011

An angry tree.

The angriest tree

Chantilly Say posted:

140. 40 posts per page, 140*40= 5,600 Diogenes posts. To be fair, much of that is very thorough questioning and he often has to repeat himself.

I'm on 60/140, so... well, from what you guys are saying I'll just hope Enkidel hasn't exploded, gotten smited by an angry (God/angel/demon/large fish), or broken quantum physics by the time I catch up. Who knows, the players might even know what's going on by then!

:allears:

Pirate Radar
Apr 18, 2008

You're not my Ruthie!
You're not my Debbie!
You're not my Sherry!
I mean, at least as of page 64 of Dio's posts Enkidel hasn't given himself a concussion recently, but that could be either good or bad.

Lanky Coconut Tree
Apr 7, 2011

An angry tree.

The angriest tree

Chantilly Say posted:

I mean, at least as of page 64 of Dio's posts Enkidel hasn't given himself a concussion recently, but that could be either good or bad.

You should read faster, we're having an absolute blast here. Tanaach really knows how to party

By popular demand
Jul 17, 2007

IT *BZZT* WASP ME--
IT WASP ME ALL *BZZT* ALONG!


You will not guess who Enkindel's real father is!

The Emperor of maaaaaaannnnn!

By popular demand fucked around with this message at 11:03 on Feb 13, 2015

Numeron
Mar 23, 2012

A whole new world in
the palm of my hand.

Haha, this is really great.

Loel
Jun 4, 2012

"For the Emperor."

There was a terrible noise.
There was a terrible silence.



:golfclap: :allears: I may steal recover that post for my own histories later on, with your permission.

B remains in the lead, so an exploration shall begin shortly.

Skellybones
May 31, 2011




Fun Shoe
Gifting successful.

Loel
Jun 4, 2012

"For the Emperor."

There was a terrible noise.
There was a terrible silence.



Im heading to class in a few, I figure I can chomp out an update there or shortly after.

Meanwhile, I talked to Bonemonkey, and they seemed okay with commissioning some art for the fic.

So I'm pondering what scenes might be good.

-The vat battle with Abraxus
-Elevator fight with Psider
-Beast in orbit and drop pods
-Krieger giving you a gas mask

By popular demand
Jul 17, 2007

IT *BZZT* WASP ME--
IT WASP ME ALL *BZZT* ALONG!


Vat battle:flame:

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Volmarias
Dec 31, 2002

EMAIL... THE INTERNET... SEARCH ENGINES...

Shadeoses posted:

Ohone sets Gargant Killer down in a disused hanger. Nobody has walked here for at least a century, the dust lies thick and undisturbed except for her footprints. A few skeletons are heaped in the corners, ancient dregs who starved or asphyxiated long ago when they were sealed in.

Tapping into the dormant machine spirits and scattering servo skulls to provide lightning and manual interfacing, Ohone brings an ancient cargo crane to life. With a squeal and a lurch it rumbles into action, disused gears grinding together for the first time in an age as it carries out the new orders. The scene comes together just as it appeared in her meticulously detailed mind.



When everything is prepared, Ohone powers down the servo skulls and sets herself to lurk in her custom camouflaged hide. A dusty tarp with some skeletons glued to it, bolstered with archaeotech in order to project the image of an ordinary pile of junk in every wavelength from X-ray to Infrared. Her footsteps are erased by a low-flying skull, which settles on a previously headless spectator.



Hours pass uneventfully, as they should in a forgotten deck of an ancient space hulk. Not even the cynoleopards would come down this far, and the megaroaches would only investigate if fresh offal was detected. Ohone continues mentally cataloging all the Tyranids she had seen last week. Was there an ongoing evolution in their forms? Would further chemical weapons deployments result in a more lethal biomorph?

Movement! A skull slowly tracks a dark figure creeping silently across the hanger bay. Where had it come from? A vent? Teleported? It moves purposefully towards the prize in the middle. The venerable Gargant Slayer lies in a soft pool of illumination. The dataslate next to it is picked up and examined. Ohone knew, it simply read 'DO NOT TOUCH. VALUABLE RELIC'.

A command is encoded, sent, received, decoded, understood and executed in the flash of a neuron. The ancient cargo crane carries out its function, ignoring a warning that it is breaking safety protocols. The cargo container silently held above Gargant Killer now finds itself without purchase and plummets towards the harsh embrace of shipboard gravity. A network of emitters flares to life around the room, cutting it off from the Warp, psyker influence, teleportation, radio, microwave and a multitude of lesser known signals and forces.

The cargo container slams into the deck, the floor of it removed so that it lands around, not on top of the target. A swarm of hulking industrial servitors then emerge from shadowy recesses and brace with their mighty cybernetic limbs, holding the container in place as it shakes violently.

The container is the sort used to deploy a Leman Russ from orbit.

The metal box shifts and deforms slightly with repeated impacts, explosions and gunfire from inside, but the servitors manage to weld it to the floor and patch any weak points. After a minute the hanger is silent once more, so Ohone emerges from her bone hide and approaches.



"Greetings, Blood Raven, the Inquisition has need of your assistance."

A voice, muted and hollow from the steel enclosure shouts "You could have just asked, you know! We have astropaths and voxes too!"

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