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Or she captures what she wants and obliterates the rest. This whole thing is to allow Athena to cripple the major players while boosting her already powerful forces. What she lacks in numbers will make up with when everything is around Golgotha. The place of the skull will mark the biggest defeat in the history of the galaxy for most everyone.
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There Bias Two posted:Tyranids? Actually no. They would be most attracted to the sheer amount of biomass in the Golgotha Region. Everything else would be like nothing to them. Like a moth to a flame.
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LowellDND posted:Anna has mentioned that to Huron Waci posted:Everything is fiiiineeeeee. The mantra for this CYOA — if we repeat it enough it may even come true!
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Everything is fine, but for who?
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Day 4 Current: 5240 Total Goal: 6666 Memories His voice was cold. “Machine.” The other voice was amused. “Shaman.” “You claim Sol as your own. It is mine, and Humanity’s.” “Mm… no, I don’t think so. Finders keepers, as your people say.” “Your stupid civil war has broken the galaxy. It will be millenia before Terra is in any shape to move into space again.” “Who better than I to teach them? Who has a better understanding of the machines that would grant them the galaxy?” “I’ll not warn you again.” “Please. I’m not Odin, I’m not making hordes of mindless killing machines.” “No. But you are still a thinking machine, which is worse.” Sudden violence. Psychic energy, gridfire smashing into each other. Mountains leveled, disintegrated in an instant. The battle is almost instantly in orbit, kilotons of dead metal being used as weapons, as cover. Space stations millennia old, holding millions of people, broken as if they were nothing. A thousand craters suddenly pockmark the face of Luna. A vast chasm is torn open, exposing a thousand habitats to the void. The blasts are slowing down. More careful shots, space-time rippling under the inhuman energies. The math to even describe what is happening hasn’t been used in millions of years - the War in Heaven has returned, at least in this small place. The Machine flees, the Shaman follows. Before them, the Red planet. The Machine is cast down, broken. The Shaman is too tired to finish him, only able to ensure that the breaking holds. A permanent partition, across a mind as vast as stars. The most dangerous knowledge, buried deep below the surface of the planet, and given the most powerful guardian the Shaman can fashion. It should hold until He can return.
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B.B. Rodriguez posted:Actually no. They would be most attracted to the sheer amount of biomass in the Golgotha Region. Everything else would be like nothing to them. Like a moth to a flame. Well, if you compare the biomass on all the unguarded planets in comparison to the number of sentients that are headed toward Golgotha, the other planets would far, far outweigh anything in the Golgotha system.
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LowellDND posted:Memories
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Oh crap, we can't kill the dragon until we know why Grandpa was cast down by the Emperor and who he was. Call for Parley with the dragon
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Day 4 Current: 5534 Total Goal: 6666 Dragon hoard The Dragon was too fast, too strong for you to fight directly. But at the end of the day, what was it? Another machine. The skin of your Titan began flickering with memetic imagery, even as your songs of binary reached out. Not that this was the first time this had been attempted - many a Magi lay dead and broken under your feet. But you had freed Athena, and after that, there was little that could stop you. Your binary was a symphony, dancing through the beast’s defenses, memories. It was an old thing, and had grown complacent and untested, deep under the surface of Mars. You approached it from a hundred directions, your programs dueling its mind, and it was found wanting. It began to spend brainpower on fighting you, and the body of the machine began spasming without direction. Your weapons took advantage, working to overwhelm its response time, even as your mind began to dig deeper, finding its security locks, its memories and purpose. Images of centuries and millennia ago flickered through your mind, the decay of Mars, the endless battles it had fought. You got the sudden feeling that it wanted to lose, that it had never been intended to stand guard for so long. And with that, the dam broke, all the autonomous systems failing, the last moments of sentience feeling almost… grateful. You were left standing and looking at a dead machine the size of a cruiser, terabytes of memories flickering through your surprised mind.
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We are Tzeench's greatest creation. The amount of bird jizz floating in the Immaterium right now should be enough to sate all the Tyranids in existence.
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Toughy posted:So we get every bad guy and most good guys with in the same system, then Athena detonates something to take every last living thing out and then some. Blank slate, time to rebuild her way. LowellDND posted:
LowellDND posted:The Call
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Arkanomen posted:Oh crap, we can't kill the dragon until we know why Grandpa was cast down by the Emperor and who he was. http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8HBTiDD9BCA
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Nov 4, 2015 20:40
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Congratulations, gentlemen. You've rapped so hard it killed a dragon.
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Tomn posted:Congratulations, gentlemen. You've rapped so hard it killed a dragon. The dragon threw the match because it just wanted to die. None left alive could best it's flows 
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Would do you do with a dead dragon?
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Mount it to my ship.
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Yeah, RPG etiquette dictates that you bring it back to your But we deal with that later! Pop open the knife drawer dawg.
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Claim it's body for our own
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Swedish Thaumocracy posted:Mount it to my ship. 
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We should bring the corpse back with us and drop it at the feet of whoever sent us on the quest.
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Because rap battling a dragon to death isn't nearly awkward enough Ohone Name's Ohone, demon-killing Tech-Priest with skills so fresh, I used bleach and ammonia to defeat an avatar of Slaanesh Enkidel may be muscled, huge, ripped, buff and loving swole, That doesn't change that he lives in a technological poo poo-hole Your prophet hates innovation -- breaks it over his knee, In my culture all machines have spirits, and they're holy Ibleam fell to wooden catapults, got owned by the Norcs Ur had no counter to even such simple tech; pathetic dorks Enkidel Yo, demon-killing is cool, but you're still pretty green Me and my buds were trashin' Zviv when I was just sixteen Infused with power from El with a prayer and a shout Dropped my weapon; settled things like in Punch-Out!! Very cute, but dissing Ur's tech is a piss-weak slam-dunk At least my god is omnipotent, not some decaying punk stuck on a throne; eating a thousand innocent psyker souls a day That's who you worship? Your empire deserves its state of decay Ohone Go ahead, desert boy, and insult the Imperium's decline. Even in our weakened state we can smoke Ur just fine. Don't forget that we have the tech to glass entire planets. gently caress, that's overkill. I could just send in two million abrogates. Remind me, how many people live in your city again? Just 30,000 souls? I don't even blink when I lose that many soldiers; if that's how the dice rolls. Your city isn't a dynasty, it's a settlement. And you're not even its king. You're daddy Tudiya's lackey, how does it feel to be his plaything? Enkidel drat, woman, you're so desperate to rule some unwashed Dregs, You married a Krieger Commissar who's obsessed with your legs. I lead men from the front line. I'm a monster-killing wall, I protect. You send Abrogates to die by in bunches; you don't deserve respect. All my biggest haters are giants and demons, living off Ur's map. When you went after your hater you walked straight into a boobytrap. Seriously, your archnemesis was a blue-lipped pansy named De Vries without special powers; yet you failed to keep husbando in one piece. Ohone Better shut up when you talk about marriage, mister, Last I checked, you put a ring on your own step-sister. Speaking of Fabiyan, he's got a pair of shiny white wings. Ishamal said you're too childish for those, I bet that still stings. I may have had bad luck with traps, rushed into one, but how's this for a thrill? You dueled a man with a lightning sword instead of going for a stealth kill. Woke the sleeping man, agreed to his rules, well aren't you nice-- all because of honour you gave up a free kill -- not once, but twice! Enkidel At least I'm not a monster. Because of that STC millions now die. You speak for the Emperor but secretly worship a Dark Age AI. Trillions of Imperial troops gathered in the tiniest stretch of space. Even this bronze-age man can tell that's gonna blow up in your face. Maths, physics, chymistry-- your knowledge doesn't make you smart. Dummy, Athena fights for herself. She's gonna tear the empire apart. When the demons of chaos prepare to launch their final assault, I bet you'll feel burdened by shame to know this is all your fault.
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^^^^^^^   What would you do with a Dead Dragon What would you do with a Dead Dragon What would you do with a Dead Dragon Early in the morning Oh - ho - ne, she rises Oh - ho - ne, she rises Oh - ho - ne she rises Early in the morning Scrap his belly til he's rusty Scrap his belly til he's rusty Scrap his belly til he's rusty Early in the morning Deadmeat5150 fucked around with this message at 22:17 on Nov 4, 2015 |
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Zybourne Clock posted:Because rap battling a dragon to death isn't nearly awkward enough 
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Denziroh Look at you two, trying to rap Time for a One God Holy Clown Bitch Slap. You think you both really are hot poo poo, You aren't worthy to even look at my Pimp Stick. Only thing you two spread is misery and strife I snap my fingers and make demons my wife. Take it from, the Big Top MC you both are loving jokes it's plain to see. Enkidel everyone, take a look at this clown, Eating everything that isn't nailed down. I heard you ate a rock once, swallowed it whole, then spent a week in the bathroom,face down in the bowl. Always asking questions 'bout who his daddy is, You're looking at him son, moms loved to thizz. Don't think I don't see you Ohone hiding out in the corner all alone. Don't worry bout your friends, most of 'em dead, Just keep thinking you'll come out ahead. Don't think I've seen a bigger chump, well maybe that cranberry I used to hump. So both of you keep spittin and thinking you're ill. But I'm the master OG of this CYOA hill.
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LowellDND posted:Would do you do with a dead dragon? Lie to the Fabricator-General about what just happened. I find it highly suspicious that he was more in the knew than he let on, aiming us at the vault guardian. This thing's been here forever, eating up pretty much everyone going down that far. It makes me suspicious enough to ask 'why'. Also, the emprah's blurb mentioned partitioning the creature in the vault, keeping it busy until the emperor can return and deal with it for good. This means whatever's inside wants out - probably - but isn't able to unless someone wrecks the guardian. Which we just did. So... ohone might just need to step into the empereor's shoes in a moment or two here. Salvage and quarantine the dragon corpse. Treat it like all things ancient: corrupt and contagious until proven otherwise. Do not expose it to things it could potentailly contaminate(mars). Disappear the body. Trust-but-verify scheme on the fabricator general. Tell him what we found - that it was a dragon - but that we weren't able to defeat it yet. Look for recognition, mention we're going hunting for it again, ask for advice and fish for things the general might be holding back. Doesn't need to be in person, but basically 'hold off, still dragon hunting in this area'. Raid the vault.
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Ehem. IM GAY
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Xun posted:Ehem. Nice try Slaanesh.
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Arkanomen posted:Oh crap, we can't kill the dragon until we know why Grandpa was cast down by the Emperor and who he was. Void Dragon. Big Snake here is guarding C'tan stuff.
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Steal the Dragon. Then go in to the vault it was guarding, and steal the C'tan.
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What Rogue Trader would we be if we didn't lie, scheme and steal everything valuable before anyone notices?
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Plan Paradigm or Plan Waci
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Waci No way the Fab Gen is going to believe we got away and first to the gold gets it.
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Plan WACI
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Neither is 100% my scene but Waci.
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Let's be a Rouge Trader and steal everything not nailed down and It's only nailed down if the crowbar can't pry it off and if you can't pry it off there's the plasma cutter. edit: Thanks Arkanomen. B.B. Rodriguez fucked around with this message at 01:29 on Nov 5, 2015 |
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B.B. Rodriguez posted:Let's be a Rouge Trader and steal everything not nailed down and It's only nailed down if the crowbar can't pry it off. That's what the cutting torch is for. We're stealing the floorboards too. Make sure to shove how much PF we're getting in Amacita's face before she gets shoved out the airlock.
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