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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 18:48 |
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Slaan posted:It is in fact, a funny way to spell Tzeentch. Its all according to plan. Oh come now Slaan. As if Ohone, a literal beep boop goon, would fall to Slaanesh. "What do you mean do whatever is pleasurable to excess? That is not efficient. This is highly illogical."
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 19:06 |
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B
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 19:12 |
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B
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 19:16 |
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B
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 19:33 |
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B fuckdemonsfuckdemonsfuckdemons
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 20:23 |
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I would say that Slaanesh can go piss up a rope, but I'm afraid that if we say that, he/she/it actually might do that.
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 20:52 |
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B welp guess we should have called Omega.
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 20:59 |
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B, but try to pump more information out of Abraxus first while we wait on Omega. Maybe the location or lair of the Xeno, if we can stay sane long enough. (I KNEW we should've put more into Deceive...) Also, if we can survive this with a modicum of composure, and any of our allies survive to tell the tale, we literally become legend amongst the tribes and the ship at large. Our meteoric rise through the ranks will be assured, and we won't be a demon thrall when we do become Lord Sire. We will be a bastion of the Omnissiah here in the dark. Have faith in the God Emperor, and victory is assured. Ch-chk Let's blow this Popsicle stand, I say.
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 22:09 |
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...Okay, just had a cool idea based on my last post's finish. We literally blow the Popsicle stand. Slaanesh is about overindulgence and excess, right? It'd make sense that the cultists and servants of Slaanesh would love a good feast, especially an extravagant one. Say, if we blow open one of the tanks behind it marked "SWEETENER". A flood-o'-fructose would not only damage the false servitors and possibly the demon, but it serves a cool debilitating purpose too: they get all sticky and gummed up weapons, and may even turn to eating the sugary stuff to satiate their inherent need to indulge. It's like waving a bloody chunk of meat in the water in front of a shark. Instinct will overcome that cool golden facade if we tempt the demon within enough. So yeah. Keeping my vote as B, attack, but specifically with the next post being called, Sticky Sweet Desires.
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 22:22 |
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mepstein73 posted:...Okay, just had a cool idea based on my last post's finish. We literally blow the Popsicle stand. Please do this.
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 22:32 |
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Slaanesh isn't always about gluttony. Sometimes their cultists just like making mind-melting poetry, or maintaining the perfect hairstyle, or replacing all their internal organs with solid rocks of cocaine.
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 22:44 |
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Mostly it's about loving things though
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 22:53 |
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Lanky Coconut Tree posted:Mostly it's about loving things though Only the more recent fluff.
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 23:01 |
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mepstein73 posted:...Okay, just had a cool idea based on my last post's finish. We literally blow the Popsicle stand. Ok so your idea of an extravagant decadent feast meant to appeal to hyper-jaded aesthetes is a big vat of sugar? OP please do not do the sugarflood idea, it makes little sense in and out of character.
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 23:10 |
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mepstein73 posted:...Okay, just had a cool idea based on my last post's finish. We literally blow the Popsicle stand. I don't think you can beat a demon Slaanesh by providing a source of enjoyment. And besides, it's just sugar. Those things snort warp dust just to pass the time. The disco grenade was only supposed to work because the cultists didn't get any 'blessings' of their god, just the hip-paste mutation. This is something else entirely. e: ^^^
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 23:12 |
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Getting the artifact in contact with the Demon will do the most harm. The best way to break someone of this variety is to dull their senses and make them bored. These things literally thrive on extreme sensation.
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 23:17 |
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Grognan posted:Getting the artifact in contact with the Demon will do the most harm. The best way to break someone of this variety is to dull their senses and make them bored. These things literally thrive on extreme sensation. Lets give the daemon something that will make it difficult to notice even when directly staring at it, let alone target.
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 23:33 |
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Pfft, like Ohone will settle for anything less than being her sole and only Master (gods don't count).B
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# ? Dec 14, 2014 23:43 |
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The only God we serve is the sacred Machine-God! All hail the Omnissiah! B I like the plan that involves throwing the new cat at the demon as a distraction while we signal a code Omega on repeat, broadcasting our current position and, if possible, a private channel to our Lord-Sire with the visual and audio feed from our sensors so he can witness our bravery personally. Meanwhile, after stopping the distribution I suggest we retreat to a more defensible position. Hopefully the Daemonhost can't phase through walls.
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 00:35 |
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Sugar by itself is super gross.
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 00:40 |
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Can't believe some people are proposing to harm the sacred food processors! Horrid blasphemy!
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 02:01 |
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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: This, so much this. Purge the daemon, purge the xeno! The Great Enemy has nothing on the perfection of the Machine God! Hail Omnissiah!.
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 04:00 |
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In the spirit of the Sanguinalia season, I say Bah humbug!
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 06:04 |
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I am also curious about the sense dulling effect of the artifact and how that would play out here, though in general it does not seem to be a machine and I don't really trust it. Desperate times and such...
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 06:04 |
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Sogol posted:I am also curious about the sense dulling effect of the artifact and how that would play out here, though in general it does not seem to be a machine and I don't really trust it. Desperate times and such... It IS a psyker artifact and suspect. But it seems to be the opposing influence here. We'll need to study things.
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 06:08 |
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Okay, finally caught up on the thread, after being months late. Ha! I know the thread asked for a decrease in Easter Eggs, but the "Wardens"/"Greycloaks" Ii m guessing are Straight out of Jim Butcher's "The Dresden Files". How did we get forty pages in with no mention (but somehow we've found multiple Death stalker fans?!)... Vote: B I can't imagine Ohone is even a little tempted by such a base offer... ... a least, not offered by someone (something) foolish enough to be CAUGHT Seriously, I thought we covered that sin with Cruenits's end. zzzzz
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 10:06 |
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I like to imagine Ohome having the 'shoulder angel, shoulder devil' moment, with the angel going 'No Ohome, don't betray the Omnissiah, kill the demon' and on her other shoulder the shoulder devil just looks disgusted and is like 'What, we merit no more than some improvised, one-size-fits-all Chaos deal? From this loser? gently caress him, never take the first deal order. Kill the demon.'
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 11:21 |
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kill the wabbit, kill the wabbit, kill the wabbi... daemonnn
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 12:52 |
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... Hunh. I expect a closer vote, to be honest. Kill the wabbit it is, I'll start writing here shortly.
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 14:09 |
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LowellDND posted:... Hunh. I expect a closer vote, to be honest. Shogeton posted:I like to imagine Ohome having the 'shoulder angel, shoulder devil' moment, with the angel going 'No Ohone, don't betray the Omnissiah, kill the demon' and on her other shoulder the shoulder devil just looks disgusted and is like 'What, we merit no more than some improvised, one-size-fits-all Chaos deal? From this loser? gently caress him, never take the first deal order. Kill the demon.'
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 14:12 |
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I don't think of Ohone as a boilerplate 'FOR THE OMNISSIAH' puritan. But even as charismaticly terrifying as the creature is, giving in would feel more a matter of weakness than strength right now. But by all means, do not let this vote convince you that you should never try to lure us to the Path of Glory again. But we'd like to get there in a better position.
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 14:12 |
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Shogeton posted:I like to imagine Ohome having the 'shoulder angel, shoulder devil' moment, with the angel going 'No Ohome, don't betray the Omnissiah, kill the demon' and on her other shoulder the shoulder devil just looks disgusted and is like 'What, we merit no more than some improvised, one-size-fits-all Chaos deal? From this loser? gently caress him, never take the first deal order. Kill the demon.' This guy gets it
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 14:29 |
Shogeton posted:I like to imagine Ohome having the 'shoulder angel, shoulder devil' moment, with the angel going 'No Ohome, don't betray the Omnissiah, kill the demon' and on her other shoulder the shoulder devil just looks disgusted and is like 'What, we merit no more than some improvised, one-size-fits-all Chaos. eal? From this loser? gently caress him, never take the first deal order. Kill the demon.' I know which side my votes are coming from. [STATIC]
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 14:30 |
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Just means I chose the wrong god. Nurgle or Tzeentch might have something better Look not upon the daemon, listen not unto to the daemon, speak not unto the daemon! Forcing yourself to meet those perfect, horrific golden eyes, you snarl. At your side, Megabite echoed the growl, synthetic saliva running from her steel fangs, hackles raised. Flours was between her front legs, spitting ferociously, and you forced yourself to speak, your throat tight with a thousand emotions. Terror. Rage. Revulsion. Hunger. “Little daemon. Plaything of the warp.” You spat. Around you, your retinue gave a weak cheer, broken by sobs or gagging dry heaves. “We are the Imperium. We are Humanity. We shall crush you.” Haphazardly, your troops aimed their weapons in the general direction of the enemy, fighting waves of sensation, a storm of emotions and stimuli. Fingers attempted to find the triggers. The warp-creature frowns, an imperfection on that perfect face. It felt like desecrating a relic of Terra. It felt like destroying the last Titan on Mars. You felt your heart breaking at the sight of it, being the cause of it. Guilt and horror fought through you, that you had hurt such a perfect being. You could feel an overwhelming pressure beating on your mind, wanting you to throw yourself down and beg for forgiveness. You slumped forward, spots on your vision, knees weak. You could feel, if not see, the daemon smile. And you hit the shutdown button. Around you, a thousand gears stopped turning. Hundreds of tons of machinery stopped moving, the slurry they were pumping stopping in their tracks, clogging pipes, filling emergency reservoirs. The hum of a thousand machine spirits suddenly stilled, and you only now realized how loud it had been there, given the complete absence of sound now. In the distance, a xeno voice raised itself in rage. With the last of your effort, a final exertion of will, you opened your vox. All channels. “Omega.” Emergency lighting flickered on, the crimson haze flooding the massive chamber that was the recycling center. Around you, all through the ship, Geller fields activated, trapping the daemon in here with you. At the entrance, you could see the Sisters abandoning their position, lifting heavy machine guns and grenade launchers as they rushed to cover you. In front of you, the creature looked more daemonic than ever. Red light washed down on its golden skin like blood, and its eyes had the wolf in them. Sharp teeth smiled wide, fingers elongating into claws, and the pressure on your mind fell on you anew. It spoke once more, a voice that could break your bones with its beauty. So be it. You will suffer the most vile degradations before you serve me. - What do you do? A Try to delay it with talking. Even though you’ve messed up its current plan, doesn’t mean you can’t make a deal. This was just establishing your cover! B Target the pipes and sucralose tanks behind it. Even if it doesn’t draw the creature’s attention, it’ll clog the battlefield and weapons. C All fire attack the daemon, cut off the head and the rest will follow. D This is a bad position to hold. Use pyrotechnics to pop smoke and move to a better position. E Something Else 1 Use the xeno artifact. It decreases the presssure of the daemon, and hides you in some ways from it. You can worry about side effects later. 2 Don’t use the artifact. You can’t fight the Enemy with the Enemy’s tools.
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 15:42 |
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D1namic repositioning.
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 15:51 |
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Sometimes discretion is the better part of valor, you dig? Pop smoke and find the best position we can around here. As for the artifact, it may be dangerous to use it, but it's probably not more dangerous than being face to face with The Enemy. We need all the tools we have at hand, here. D1
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 16:01 |
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D1 Tactical withdrawal using our disco ball while using the xenos artefact to aid our escape before we get turned into a pile of goo. Destroying sacred machinery especially on an ancient Rogue Trader's ship is tantamount to heresy and it doesn't look like the daemon wants to talk. We shouldn't worry about the Xenos artefact since we're in total control and there's totally nothing wrong with the continuous use of a xenos artefact.
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 16:02 |
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C2- The best way to get rid of demonic hunger for sex and food is a demonic hunger for SKULLS! Kill it, kill it now! We don't need no stinkin' psyker crap clogging up our beautiful violent machines.
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# ? Dec 15, 2014 16:06 |
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C2 The enemy has done us the courtesy of standing in front of our guns and invites us to destroy it. We must oblige! Purge the demon. The unclean. Corruptor of man and machine.
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