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MaliciousOnion posted:Last time it took our Lord-Sire in an exo-suit to put this thing down; I don't think we should go looking for a fight. This.
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MaliciousOnion posted:Last time it took our Lord-Sire in an exo-suit to put this thing down; I don't think we should go looking for a fight. This. We are woefully unequipped to handle this kind of encounter but maybe we can distract it long enough for the cavalry to come
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Do we know for sure it's the demon? If it's not here, or even if it is here but manages to hide itself, calling Omega will be our death.
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Dec 14, 2014 07:24
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Do not call Omega until you actually see the Thing. Yes, it might be too late then, but I'd rather take my chances with the xenodemon than I would with the Rogue Trader.
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Dec 14, 2014 08:25
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VanSandman posted:Sounds like a great time for a code Omega to me. They are not full Sisters of Battle and they don't have power armor. Think of them more as ... cadets, or acolytes. A B x x x x x x x x C x D x x E x F x x x G x Ill give it a couple hours, and if nothing changes Ill do Control Room with an option of Omega. Loel fucked around with this message at 08:45 on Dec 14, 2014 |
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Dec 14, 2014 08:40
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Don't call Omega until we know for SURE the thing is here. If our Lord Sire pops in and it turn out we were wrong he'll be a bit miffed.
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Dec 14, 2014 08:51
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quote:“Captain Astri. What can I do for you, Lady Ohone?” I'm thinking we verify that the OMEGA threat is here (and not just loving with our heads) before we call it. We should send a lower priority call informing that the place has been sacked and that we're moving in.
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Dec 14, 2014 09:02
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Horrible Lurkbeast posted:I'm thinking we verify that the OMEGA threat is here (and not just loving with our heads) before we call it. Aye.
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Dec 14, 2014 09:03
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Horrible Lurkbeast posted:I'm thinking we verify that the OMEGA threat is here (and not just loving with our heads) before we call it. B + lower priority call
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Dec 14, 2014 09:12
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Lanky Coconut Tree posted:B + lower priority call Changing my vote to this
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B + lower priority it is. Ill start writing.
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Dec 14, 2014 10:35
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8 Bit Boss Battle That voice. It sent quivers of anticipation and terror through you in equal measure. Duty didn’t drive you when you sprinted from where you stood, nor did faith. It was sheer animal panic. Images flashed through your mind - a hundred corpses with that terrible smile, dozens of dissections with grafts and missing organs. The battle at the house, where you lay burrowed under trash while that presence of revulsion and lust passed you. It was only after a moment that you realized your retinue had followed you, instantly obeying your decision. You could feel your heart race, your lungs breathing three times a second as your legs moved like pistons. Behind you, your team barely kept up, small whimpers of pain or fear coming from them. The important thing was getting away from the voice. You ducked under pipes, leaped over walkways. Breathless. Accessed your vox. Tag for urgent. “Captain Astri.” A silence that lasts forever, and then: “Here.” “We’re under attack. Send help.” Black spots were appearing in front of your eyes. You couldn’t run like this forever. You looked about you. The tanks towered above you, full of water, the ancient ice of comets. Nearby, a glassed in room. Door. You slammed into it, knocking it off its hinges, as everyone fell in behind you. They shattered the glass, aimed their weapons into the darkness. You took in the machines in front of you. Control center. Levers for emergency shutdown. Nausea. [Static] The taste of metal, the small of ozone. Woodhouse vomits. A dozen figures come out of the darkness. False servitors, golden eyes gleaming. In the center of them, a figure three meters tall, liquid perfect. Flawless golden skin. Androgynous features of divinity. Smiling pointed teeth. Eyes that gazed out of the deepest hell. Ohone. You vomit, the voice caressing your name and your voice with an innermost degradation. Dear Ohone. The voice is deep, almost subsonic, vibrating your bones. You have been so much more successful than your siblings. So much more willing to accept your own perfection. Jeb is curled around himself, crying, eyes staring. I will become your patron, little Ohone. The Damork has served its purpose, and soon, the entire city will serve the will of Slaanesh... The name of the Great Enemy shatters the air, glass breaking, a thousand senses of hunger and horror fill you. One of the Tribesman shoots himself in the face, blood and brains on the wall behind him. You tremble at what the voice says next. I will spiral in power, and you will be my most valuable servant. I know what the Magos is building, in her secret places. I know what Amacita is afraid of. I can make you Lord-Sire, I can give you all the stars of the sky, if only you follow me…. - This is the big decision point, and will set the tone for the next 6 months or so. Option A. You accept, and become a Slaanesh cultist. You’ll explain you killed the rioters and there was no sabotage. The drug will fill the city, opening everyone to the Great Enemy. You’ll get ‘loaned’ a package of 500 XP to get ‘Radical Inquistor’ and ‘Demonpact’ advances, and our next couple batches of XP will go to paying them off. The tone of the game will be darker, in that you have to hide your conspiracy from virtually everyone, while trying to subvert the Imperium. We will have a poll on what faction of the Radicals we want to join, and what the particulars of the Demonpact are. Then I’ll do an intermission, and start the next arc. Option b. You refuse, and Abraxus becomes a recurring villain. I’m hoping for Techsorcist for level 6, which is a demon hunting TechPriest, but I wont make it mandatory. You hit the emergency shutdown button, call the Omega, and try to survive a fight with a daemon. Reinforcements are on the way, and you have a full set of fate points, but there is the possibility of burning some. The daemon isn’t at full strength because of the rituals its been doing down here, but it’s still a bastard. Lord-Sire will publicly see you fighting the daemon as well as finishing the demon cult, which will give you kudos. I’ll tie up whatever loose ends we have, and start the next arc.
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 (Vote hasn't changed. Now that I'm home and not posting from a phone, I can use an icon instead. If you want icons, you can get them here or here.) jng2058 fucked around with this message at 17:36 on Dec 14, 2014 |
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Dec 14, 2014 11:55
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Dec 14, 2014 12:02
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B. Let's not go radical at the first available opportunity. It's a Daemon. A Bad Thing. Why would we join it right off the bat?
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Dec 14, 2014 12:03
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Betrayer! your form is abomination before the mechanical perfection of the Omnissiah!
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Dec 14, 2014 12:06
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B - and chant the Most Ancient Rite of Tech Support (discovered in the ruins of an ancient temple of the Machine God) to ward off the perfectionist heresy: If errors plague us, Malfunctions trick us, Or bugs deceive us, Omnissiah, preserve us! Call sacred number Seven Seven Six, Two Three Two Three YES, Omnissiah, preserve us! Sacred technicians Of the Machine God Shall ask you questions, Omnissiah, preserve us! Have you checked the cables and connections? Omnissiah, preserve us! Have you updated to the latest version? Omnissiah, preserve us! Have you tried rebooting the machine? Omnissiah, preserve us! Have you installed antivirus software? Omnissiah, preserve us! Have you cleaned the machine regularly? Omnissiah, preserve us! Did you at least write down the error code? Omnissiah, preserve us! Do you know how much I hate people like you? Omnissiah, preserve us! Wait, are you recording this? Omnissiah, preserve us! In the name of the Machine, Omnissiah, preserve us!
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Dec 14, 2014 12:46
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Enemy! Enemy enemy enemy enemy enemy. The Enemy. Call for backup. If any of the tribesmen look like they're buying this thing's sales pitch, redeem them by our own hand. B.
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Dec 14, 2014 12:47
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my dad posted:B - and chant the Most Ancient Rite of Tech Support (discovered in the ruins of an ancient temple of the Machine God) to ward off the perfectionist heresy:
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Dec 14, 2014 12:49
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We're getting offered the world on a plate! A is the right wAy!
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Dec 14, 2014 12:51
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Slaanesh? Pfft. Come back when you've got an offer from Nurgle. B.
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MaliciousOnion posted:Slaanesh? Pfft. Come back when you've got an offer from Nurgle. B. That's a funny way to spell Tzeentch
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Dec 14, 2014 13:08
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Bad things never happen from following daemons.
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B There is only one answer to heresy: Death DEATH DEATH! OMNISSIAH DELIVER US!
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Right now A doesn't make much sense. B Also! Demon says the Magos are up to something! IF we survive, we should probably check that out. Why would it lie to us? : )
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Wentley posted:Right now A doesn't make much sense. Voting B because of this. A is a really good story choice but I think it's still too early in the game to go full out radical. Our path to the Eye should be paved with good intentions. We also know nothing about this particular Daemon so selling our soul so early seems like a really, really bad idea.
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Dec 14, 2014 15:11
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B. Damnit! That's our plan to make a puppet Lord Sire. Hands off.
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my dad posted:B - and chant the Most Ancient Rite of Tech Support (discovered in the ruins of an ancient temple of the Machine God) to ward off the perfectionist heresy:
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It's way cooler for Ohone to steel her soul in the face of evil than to just fall over at its feet. I mean sure Ohone might die anyway but that's the price of being a badass. B
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Lanky Coconut Tree posted:That's a funny way to spell Tzeentch It is in fact, a funny way to spell Tzeentch. Its all according to plan.  A. Lets do this!
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Dec 14, 2014 17:01
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B+ tech support prayer  .
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B. Tek support. We belong to no one. And there will come a day when the daemon is our servitor and it's soul is naught but fuel for our hereteks. Opening gambit; fling Flours at its face. Outrail fucked around with this message at 17:17 on Dec 14, 2014 |
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my dad posted:Have you checked the cables and connections? This is great. Hopefully we will never have to do tech support.
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B I'm perfectly ok with seeing Ohone tread on the Path of Glory one day. But for reasons that fit her more. When her thirst for knowledge outreaches Imperial Law too much, when perhaps those we choose to attach ourselves to become victims of the Imperial machine, when the backstabbing of politics makes the alternative uninteresting. But right now, right now this demon is not offering anything we don't feel we can get on our own. This offer is a boilerplate 'I'll offer you all you desires' thing, could have been made for everyone. If Chaos wants us, they'll have to try a bit harder than this.
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Obscil posted:This is great. Hopefully we will never have to do tech support. I like to think that we're more of a trouble shooter. We see trouble, and we shoot it.
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Shogeton posted:B I'm perfectly ok with seeing Ohone tread on the Path of Glory one day. But for reasons that fit her more. When her thirst for knowledge outreaches Imperial Law too much, when perhaps those we choose to attach ourselves to become victims of the Imperial machine, when the backstabbing of politics makes the alternative uninteresting. Yeah, that's my thinking too. It's like Emperor Palpatine's half-assed offer to Luke in Return of the Jedi. You could see Anakin falling in Revenge of the Sith because Old Palpy had been working on the guy for years, since he was a little boy in fact. Anakin trusted him and when the moment came it kinda made sense for him to go with his mentor. But twenty something years later? Palpy's gotten soft and weak. Who the hell gets offered "hey, switch sides! I mean, sure, people working for me killed your aunt, your uncle, your first teacher, tortured your friends, and blew up a whole loving planet! But hey, you're pissed off so that's enough to make you jump ship, right?" and says yes? It's not that I necessarily think we shouldn't go Radical some day. Maybe it'll make sense some time. But this bullshit? This is disrespect, is what it is. It shows that Xeno Boy here doesn't respect us enough to try for a real seduction into darkness. And that disrespect cannot be allowed to stand. Kill that fucker! (Or try, anyway.) (Not a vote. My vote is recorded above.)
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Green Intern posted:It's way cooler for Ohone to steel her soul in the face of evil than to just fall over at its feet. I mean sure Ohone might die anyway but that's the price of being a badass. Spot on. A vote for B!
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B We can always go radical later, right?
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