Futuristic You are a Space Marine... in Space! (With images)

[Captain Gabriel]

You hear an alarm go off. You look to your right and notice the chaplain running toward you with a power sword. Having no other choice, you fire a few pot-shots at him to slow him down as you run in the opposite direction.

You make your way through the corridors, firing every now and then to scare away other Imperial troops chasing after you. In the last second, you enter a shuttle. The hissing of steam can be heard as you press the button, lifting the pad you entered through. The Thunderhawk shuttle rises two meters into the air as its landing gear hides back into the chassis. The plasma drives blast off with a screech and the vehicle moves forward.

As you exit through the hangar, several plasma blastguns on the ship's side shoot at you, but your vessel's shields manage to just absorb the damage of the directed-energy while you perform evasive maneuvers. You enter the planet's atmosphere shortly after you are out of the ship's range.

1. Land in the middle of the desert.
2. Search for an oasis first. (-4% Fuel.)
3. Search for living people first. (-8% Fuel.)
4. Search for a city first. (-20% Fuel. The planet is not densely populated.)

You hold onto the steering wheel with a determined look on your face, although your blood-soaked helmet covers it...

Blip...!

As your ship moves above the sandy cliffs and hills, your long-range auspex device blips once, then again, and again. Apparently, there is movement 2702 meters south (a bit to your right.) Should you go check it out?

• Yes. (-1% Fuel.)
• No.

Fuel: 95%

Stat-Screen:

Spoiler

Wounds: N/A

Relationships:
Sanguinius: 15

Statistics:
Weapon Skill: 45
Ballistic Skill: 46
Strength: 60
Toughness: 60
Agility: 45
Intelligence: 30
Perception: 30
Willpower: 45
Fellowship: 35

Influence: 0
Infamy: 0

Corruption: -5
Insanity: 0

Inventory:

D-64 Storm Bolter
A powerful weapon that fires bolts. Bolts are special bullets propelled via a charge on the back that can penetrate armor easily thanks to their diamantine tips. They have a half-second charge that causes them to explode once they are past the enemy's armor. They are incredibly destructive weapons that can tear enemies apart with one barrage. The Storm Bolter is a deadly weapon of massive, increased firepower that can manage to fire 3 bolts per second making it much deadlier.
Rate of fire: 1Bolt/0.3s.
Damage: Huge.
Magazine: 30 Bolts.

Mark VI. Chainsword
A large sword with an engine and a roaring mechanical blade. The chained teeth of this sword have diamantine tips that lets it tear through armor like a knife through butter.
Fuel: 15 Minutes.

Fuel Tank
A fuel tank that may be used in a Flamer, Chainsword, or even in vehicles. WARNING: Contains unstable Promethium.

120 Bolts (Ammo)

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Mark VII. Aquila Power Armor (Unpainted)
A durable example of Imperial engineering. This power armor enhances the wearer's strength and endurance beyond what is normally possible, but can only be worn by trained personnel like space marines. It also contains auto-senses in the helmet and other features, but it requires to be powered with electricity. The battery can be found on the back and is somewhat large, therefore leaving the wearer exposed to sneak attacks.

1.5 Liters of Blood (Low-Quality)
Taken from a dead Imperial servitor, this blood may be used for a variety of purposes; rituals, feeding vampires or perhaps drinking. Still, it is of low quality as servitors don't need blood. It is overflowing with chemicals and is very unpleasant in both taste and consistency. Kept in a small tube.

Plasma Pistol
A sidearm that shoots heated hydrogen bolts at temperatures above 7 thousand degrees Celsius. These bolts quickly pressurize into plasma and a foe in heavy armor will be badly damaged from just one shot.
Rate of fire: 1PlasBolt/1s.
Damage: Devastating.
Magazine: 15HydrogenShots.

Frag Grenades (2)
An explosive grenade that explodes 5 seconds after the pin is pulled. Deals decent damage against all opponents.

Krak Grenades (2)
Special grenades designed to work against vehicles. One is more than enough to disable a medium-sized tank of moderate armor.

Prana: N/A
Psychic Powers:
You are not psionic. At least not yet...

Captain Gabriel Alteras Rin Nyx Archdemon Kylesar1 Dogfood

4-Yes.

 

[Archdemon]

4. Yes

 

[Dogfood]

Go to the movement

 

[Rin Nyx]

2 - yes

 

[Birdsie]

You turn several degrees to your right to investigate the auspex blink and find... a mutated camel. Not really quite worth the attention. Just an animal moving through the desert.

You return to the scheduled course. On your way, you fly past numerous oases and several remote huts in the desert until you finally arrive at a larger city. The people moving through the streets stop and stare in awe at the arriving ship. You land in the middle of the city...

As the landing pad opens with a hiss of steam, your power armor-clad legs emerge and slowly step down with your bolter in your hands. You take a brief look around and are quickly surprised to find the populace is on their knees before you, apparently bowing and worshipping you. They must be so primitive that they believe you are in fact a god who came down from the stars.

1. "Fools! Worship not me, but Sanguinius!"
2. "Fools! Worship not me, but the God-Emperor!"
3. "Fools! Worship me more!"
4. Write-in.

Fuel: 74%

Stat-Screen:

Spoiler

Wounds: N/A

Relationships:
Sanguinius: 15

Statistics:
Weapon Skill: 45
Ballistic Skill: 46
Strength: 60
Toughness: 60
Agility: 45
Intelligence: 30
Perception: 30
Willpower: 45
Fellowship: 35

Influence: 0
Infamy: 0

Corruption: -5
Insanity: 0

Inventory:

D-64 Storm Bolter
A powerful weapon that fires bolts. Bolts are special bullets propelled via a charge on the back that can penetrate armor easily thanks to their diamantine tips. They have a half-second charge that causes them to explode once they are past the enemy's armor. They are incredibly destructive weapons that can tear enemies apart with one barrage. The Storm Bolter is a deadly weapon of massive, increased firepower that can manage to fire 3 bolts per second making it much deadlier.
Rate of fire: 1Bolt/0.3s.
Damage: Huge.
Magazine: 30 Bolts.

Mark VI. Chainsword
A large sword with an engine and a roaring mechanical blade. The chained teeth of this sword have diamantine tips that lets it tear through armor like a knife through butter.
Fuel: 15 Minutes.

Fuel Tank
A fuel tank that may be used in a Flamer, Chainsword, or even in vehicles. WARNING: Contains unstable Promethium.

120 Bolts (Ammo)

Mark VII. Aquila Power Armor (Unpainted)
A durable example of Imperial engineering. This power armor enhances the wearer's strength and endurance beyond what is normally possible, but can only be worn by trained personnel like space marines. It also contains auto-senses in the helmet and other features, but it requires to be powered with electricity. The battery can be found on the back and is somewhat large, therefore leaving the wearer exposed to sneak attacks.

1.5 Liters of Blood (Low-Quality)
Taken from a dead Imperial servitor, this blood may be used for a variety of purposes; rituals, feeding vampires or perhaps drinking. Still, it is of low quality as servitors don't need blood. It is overflowing with chemicals and is very unpleasant in both taste and consistency. Kept in a small tube.

Plasma Pistol
A sidearm that shoots heated hydrogen bolts at temperatures above 7 thousand degrees Celsius. These bolts quickly pressurize into plasma and a foe in heavy armor will be badly damaged from just one shot.
Rate of fire: 1PlasBolt/1s.
Damage: Devastating.
Magazine: 15HydrogenShots.

Frag Grenades (2)
An explosive grenade that explodes 5 seconds after the pin is pulled. Deals decent damage against all opponents.

Krak Grenades (2)
Special grenades designed to work against vehicles. One is more than enough to disable a medium-sized tank of moderate armor.

Prana: N/A
Psychic Powers:
You are not psionic. At least not yet...

Captain Gabriel Alteras Rin Nyx Archdemon Kylesar1 Dogfood

 

[Archdemon]

3.

 

[Rin Nyx]

Screw redemption, 3!

 

[Birdsie]

You frown in arrogance under your helmet. "Fools! Worship me more!" you proclaim. The villagers bend down to the ground until a representative of their people comes to greet you -- a village elder to be precise.

"Greetings, O old one! Can we inquire thy name and thy orders of this humble community?" The old man has dark, sickly skin, a bald head, and a thick, white beard. He wears dark beige robes and sandals and he wields a curved wooden staff in his right hand. On his hip, there is a large, black book kept in place by a golden chain around his wrist. He is clearly a local leader, and possibly a sorcerous cleric.

You think about his request and reveal your name as...

1. Write-in...

Then you ponder his question. What orders should you issue to them? (Note: Pick as many as you want. Just make sure they aren't contradictory. For an example, it's reasonable to pick 1, 2, and even 4, but not 3 and 1 unless you guys want to create a new religion where the character is a deity equal or even above the God-Emperor, lol. Also, make note that after this, there will be a 3-day timeskip during which the changes enacted by the character will go into effect. Keep in mind some options might offend Sanguinius.)

1. Let's not get too distracted. If I act too arrogant, Sanguinius will surely not forgive me. I will have them convert to the ecclesiarchal doctrines; they will worship the God-Emperor and his angelic son. If they refuse to, they are heretics and they will die.
2. I want more than faith from them! They should build the God-Emperor a statue too!
3. This... this feels so good! Establish a temple in my name! And select several men to act as priests. You will be the new god!
4. And they will build you a statue too!
5. Just re-fuel my ship and fortify this place. It will act as my base of operations from now on. And pick several men to act as soldiers and guardians. The old police force and rulers will yield to me and we will establish a new, prosperous, bureaucratic regime with me as the leader and warchief.
6. Return to worshipping the dark gods and have the people of this village convert to their name. You were an agent of chaos all along!
7. Have them bring you their civilization's greatest books, both mundane and esoteric. Perhaps this is a chance to learn some exotic, shamanic magecraft?
8. Screw bureaucracy! Freedom is the way to go! Establish a free, democratic state. Freedom is non-negotiable!
9. What if... Satan is a state of mind? [Mix together all 3 worships of the Chaos Gods, the God-Emperor & Sanguinius, and yourself into one, large dogmatic cult]
10. Write-in.

Fuel: 74%

Stat-Screen:

Spoiler

Wounds: N/A

Relationships:
Sanguinius: 10

Statistics:
Weapon Skill: 45
Ballistic Skill: 46
Strength: 60
Toughness: 60
Agility: 45
Intelligence: 30
Perception: 30
Willpower: 45
Fellowship: 35

Influence: 0
Infamy: 0

Corruption: -5
Insanity: 0

Inventory:

D-64 Storm Bolter
A powerful weapon that fires bolts. Bolts are special bullets propelled via a charge on the back that can penetrate armor easily thanks to their diamantine tips. They have a half-second charge that causes them to explode once they are past the enemy's armor. They are incredibly destructive weapons that can tear enemies apart with one barrage. The Storm Bolter is a deadly weapon of massive, increased firepower that can manage to fire 3 bolts per second making it much deadlier.
Rate of fire: 1Bolt/0.3s.
Damage: Huge.
Magazine: 30 Bolts.

Mark VI. Chainsword
A large sword with an engine and a roaring mechanical blade. The chained teeth of this sword have diamantine tips that lets it tear through armor like a knife through butter.
Fuel: 15 Minutes.

Fuel Tank
A fuel tank that may be used in a Flamer, Chainsword, or even in vehicles. WARNING: Contains unstable Promethium.

120 Bolts (Ammo)

Mark VII. Aquila Power Armor (Unpainted)
A durable example of Imperial engineering. This power armor enhances the wearer's strength and endurance beyond what is normally possible, but can only be worn by trained personnel like space marines. It also contains auto-senses in the helmet and other features, but it requires to be powered with electricity. The battery can be found on the back and is somewhat large, therefore leaving the wearer exposed to sneak attacks.

1.5 Liters of Blood (Low-Quality)
Taken from a dead Imperial servitor, this blood may be used for a variety of purposes; rituals, feeding vampires or perhaps drinking. Still, it is of low quality as servitors don't need blood. It is overflowing with chemicals and is very unpleasant in both taste and consistency. Kept in a small tube.

Plasma Pistol
A sidearm that shoots heated hydrogen bolts at temperatures above 7 thousand degrees Celsius. These bolts quickly pressurize into plasma and a foe in heavy armor will be badly damaged from just one shot.
Rate of fire: 1PlasBolt/1s.
Damage: Devastating.
Magazine: 15HydrogenShots.

Frag Grenades (2)
An explosive grenade that explodes 5 seconds after the pin is pulled. Deals decent damage against all opponents.

Krak Grenades (2)
Special grenades designed to work against vehicles. One is more than enough to disable a medium-sized tank of moderate armor.

Prana: N/A
Psychic Powers:
You are not psionic. At least not yet...

Captain Gabriel Alteras Rin Nyx Archdemon Kylesar1 Dogfood

 

[Archdemon]

Name: Azurag! Because it sounds cool! You don't even care if it's not really your real name.

3-4-5-10

The temple could just be the statue with a shrine for now since it takes way longer to build something that ambitious.

10. What if instead we have a cleric of priests who are hand picked by their "God" and turn this civilization into a Theocracy where it is the divine will of their god that turns many matters into truth! Basically give them a communication device to call you for important stuff.

 

[Dogfood]

1,2,5,10 get some munitions.

 

[Rin Nyx]

Name: Zorath (Bringer of Chaos, Harbinger of Truth)

3-5-7-9-10

Voting for Archdemon 's write in for the '10' option

 

[Dogfood]

5* just make some guys soldiers and fortify the place and refuel my ship. The fortification and soldiers for the towns protection but they will yield to the god emperor

 

[Captain Gabriel]

You frown in arrogance under your helmet. "Fools! Worship me more!" you proclaim. The villagers bend down to the ground until a representative of their people comes to greet you -- a village elder to be precise.

"Greetings, O old one! Can we inquire thy name and thy orders of this humble community?" The old man has dark, sickly skin, a bald head, and a thick, white beard. He wears dark beige robes and sandals and he wields a curved wooden staff in his right hand. On his hip, there is a large, black book kept in place by a golden chain around his wrist. He is clearly a local leader, and possibly a sorcerous cleric.

You think about his request and reveal your name as...

1. Write-in...

Then you ponder his question. What orders should you issue to them? (Note: Pick as many as you want. Just make sure they aren't contradictory. For an example, it's reasonable to pick 1, 2, and even 4, but not 3 and 1 unless you guys want to create a new religion where the character is a deity equal or even above the God-Emperor, lol. Also, make note that after this, there will be a 3-day timeskip during which the changes enacted by the character will go into effect. Keep in mind some options might offend Sanguinius.)

1. Let's not get too distracted. If I act too arrogant, Sanguinius will surely not forgive me. I will have them convert to the ecclesiarchal doctrines; they will worship the God-Emperor and his angelic son. If they refuse to, they are heretics and they will die.
2. I want more than faith from them! They should build the God-Emperor a statue too!
3. This... this feels so good! Establish a temple in my name! And select several men to act as priests. You will be the new god!
4. And they will build you a statue too!
5. Just re-fuel my ship and fortify this place. It will act as my base of operations from now on. And pick several men to act as soldiers and guardians. The old police force and rulers will yield to me and we will establish a new, prosperous, bureaucratic regime with me as the leader and warchief.
6. Return to worshipping the dark gods and have the people of this village convert to their name. You were an agent of chaos all along!
7. Have them bring you their civilization's greatest books, both mundane and esoteric. Perhaps this is a chance to learn some exotic, shamanic magecraft?
8. Screw bureaucracy! Freedom is the way to go! Establish a free, democratic state. Freedom is non-negotiable!
9. What if... Satan is a state of mind? [Mix together all 3 worships of the Chaos Gods, the God-Emperor & Sanguinius, and yourself into one, large dogmatic cult]
10. Write-in.

Fuel: 74%

Stat-Screen:

Spoiler

Wounds: N/A

Relationships:
Sanguinius: 10

Statistics:
Weapon Skill: 45
Ballistic Skill: 46
Strength: 60
Toughness: 60
Agility: 45
Intelligence: 30
Perception: 30
Willpower: 45
Fellowship: 35

Influence: 0
Infamy: 0

Corruption: -5
Insanity: 0

Inventory:

D-64 Storm Bolter
A powerful weapon that fires bolts. Bolts are special bullets propelled via a charge on the back that can penetrate armor easily thanks to their diamantine tips. They have a half-second charge that causes them to explode once they are past the enemy's armor. They are incredibly destructive weapons that can tear enemies apart with one barrage. The Storm Bolter is a deadly weapon of massive, increased firepower that can manage to fire 3 bolts per second making it much deadlier.
Rate of fire: 1Bolt/0.3s.
Damage: Huge.
Magazine: 30 Bolts.

Mark VI. Chainsword
A large sword with an engine and a roaring mechanical blade. The chained teeth of this sword have diamantine tips that lets it tear through armor like a knife through butter.
Fuel: 15 Minutes.

Fuel Tank
A fuel tank that may be used in a Flamer, Chainsword, or even in vehicles. WARNING: Contains unstable Promethium.

120 Bolts (Ammo)

Mark VII. Aquila Power Armor (Unpainted)
A durable example of Imperial engineering. This power armor enhances the wearer's strength and endurance beyond what is normally possible, but can only be worn by trained personnel like space marines. It also contains auto-senses in the helmet and other features, but it requires to be powered with electricity. The battery can be found on the back and is somewhat large, therefore leaving the wearer exposed to sneak attacks.

1.5 Liters of Blood (Low-Quality)
Taken from a dead Imperial servitor, this blood may be used for a variety of purposes; rituals, feeding vampires or perhaps drinking. Still, it is of low quality as servitors don't need blood. It is overflowing with chemicals and is very unpleasant in both taste and consistency. Kept in a small tube.

Plasma Pistol
A sidearm that shoots heated hydrogen bolts at temperatures above 7 thousand degrees Celsius. These bolts quickly pressurize into plasma and a foe in heavy armor will be badly damaged from just one shot.
Rate of fire: 1PlasBolt/1s.
Damage: Devastating.
Magazine: 15HydrogenShots.

Frag Grenades (2)
An explosive grenade that explodes 5 seconds after the pin is pulled. Deals decent damage against all opponents.

Krak Grenades (2)
Special grenades designed to work against vehicles. One is more than enough to disable a medium-sized tank of moderate armor.

Prana: N/A
Psychic Powers:
You are not psionic. At least not yet...

Captain Gabriel Alteras Rin Nyx Archdemon Kylesar1 Dogfood

THe name will be Raphal.
Also, 1 2 and 5.

 

[Birdsie]

You went insane.

You've started hearing numerous voices yell their conflicted opinions into your head like several people standing around you holding megaphones and declaring their views. Some voices were telling you to remain true to the God-Emperor, others told you to declare yourself a god, others told you to mix together all the religions into one, organized cult. In confusion, you started screaming and running around the place, which scared the villagers and the village elder shitless.

After a few minutes, you ran out into the desert and were never seen again...

[1 Year Later...]

You've become known as The Pimp.

Over the many months you spent in your hut in the desert, you had time to partially paint your armor. You also adorned a golden chain and other golden decorations and ornaments on it. You now wear a mask of demonic flesh and a pimp hat, as well as a magical staff that doubles as a disco-ball that can shoot pimp-blasts from it. At your side is a mysterious tome of magecraft you found in an ancient tomb in the desert, held at your waist by a heavy, golden chain. Your shoulderpads are decorated with words of encouragement like 'Pimp is Power,' and now an arcane occulum that lives and watches finds its resting place on your shoulder in the form of a mutated eye. Even though your armor technically isn't alive, it is somehow there.

You wake up from your slumber.

You are surrounded by darkness and sand in your little desert hut you dug up. At the wall, there is a poster of the God-Emperor with a 'DO IT FOR HIM' encouraging text. Over it is hung a poster of the dark god Slaanesh and the Changer of Ways. You just aren't sure WHAT you worship at this point.

You stand up from your bed made out of iguana leathers and mutated camel fur and think about your life.

You've gained quite the infamy since your last meeting with the villagers. They now tell stories and legends of you to their children and the occasional adventuring brat can be seen observing you from the distance, only to run off as soon as you look at them.

You go out of your hut and take a good look at your Thunderhawk shuttle. You've modified it a little bit since last year. Through clever engineering, you managed to...

1. Increase fuel capacity by 20%.
2. Increase speed by 40km/h.
3. Increase the number of missiles by 2.
4. Expand the main rotary assault cannon magazine by 600 bullets and converted it to use bolts instead of normal ordnance.
5. Thicken the armor by 2.5cm (1 inch.)

In addition, you scavenged the desert in the last five months and discovered three broken servitors that you managed to reprogram into service to you. The first one takes care of scavenging for resources and bringing them back, whilst the other one segregates them and performs other industrialized things, like producing bolt ammo for you at order. It also ensures your Thunderhawk is running and maintains your equipment. The last servitor, you entrusted with making sure all three of said servitors work properly even when you're gone and you also gave it a weapon you found in the desert to protect your home...

1. An autogun. (Basically something akin to an AK47, etc.)
2. A bolt pistol. (The same as your gun but smaller and with smaller firepower and range.)
3. A shotgun. (Self-explanatory.)
4. Web Gun. (A weapon that shoots a strong, thick web of spider-like web-glue to catch opponents non-lethally. Favoured by bounty hunters, but has poor range and the web dissolves after 3-4 hours.)

Regardless, what matters is that you now have a small, self-sustaining entourage of loyal, robotic servants that are completely mindless and loyal to you regardless of your life choices. How wonderful!

You proceed to go down the hill and look out into the horizon, where you see the city you ran away from 1 year ago. You zoom in on your helmet's magnocular by setting it to 12x. You then proceed to watch the filthy worms that walk the streets until you jump, startled by something inconspicuous.

You turn around and realize you've been touched, or rather, your bath-robe pimp robe was strung by... a little boy.

"H-Hello, sir... I wanted to ask if you had any food...?"

1. "Beat it, kid."
2. "What are you doing here, little boy? Where are your parents?"
3. "Sure, kid. Here you go..." *Give him some cocaine*
4. "Sure, kid. Come with me..." *Lead him to your house to give him some food*
5. "Well I do now!" *Stares and grins creepily* (because it's fun to scare little kids!)

Stat-Screen: *Updated with Ship Status and Psychic Powers*

Spoiler

Ship Status:
Fuel: 100%
Missiles: 4
Assault Cannon: 600
Damage: N/A

Wounds: N/A

Relationships:
The God-Emperor: 15
Sanguinius: 10
The Dark Gods of Chaos: 20
- Tzeentch: 2.5
- Slaanesh: 2.5
- Khorne: 2.5
- Nurgle: 2.5
- Satan: 10
The Ruinous Powers: 20

Statistics:
Weapon Skill: 45
Ballistic Skill: 46
Strength: 60
Toughness: 60
Agility: 45
Intelligence: 30
Perception: 30
Willpower: 45
Fellowship: 35

Influence: 5
Fame: 5
Infamy: 10

Corruption: 14
Insanity: 70

Inventory:

D-64 Storm Bolter
A powerful weapon that fires bolts. Bolts are special bullets propelled via a charge on the back that can penetrate armor easily thanks to their diamantine tips. They have a half-second charge that causes them to explode once they are past the enemy's armor. They are incredibly destructive weapons that can tear enemies apart with one barrage. The Storm Bolter is a deadly weapon of massive, increased firepower that can manage to fire 3 bolts per second making it much deadlier.
Rate of fire: 1Bolt/0.3s.
Damage: Huge.
Magazine: 30 Bolts.

Mark VI. Chainsword
A large sword with an engine and a roaring mechanical blade. The chained teeth of this sword have diamantine tips that lets it tear through armor like a knife through butter.
Fuel: 15 Minutes.

Fuel Tank
A fuel tank that may be used in a Flamer, Chainsword, or even in vehicles. WARNING: Contains unstable Promethium.

120 Bolts (Ammo)

Pimp-Staff
A, probably magical, a conduit of spatial forces that lets you unleash deadly pimp energies onto your opponents like arcane blasts. The Pimp-Staff stores 5000 prana points in it and recharges 500 each hour automatically. Shooting a pimp blast costs 100 prana points.

Fanoros Fictionomicon
A puzzling tome of magecraft of unknown origin that contains arcane and esoteric mysteries not meant for the eyes of mortal men or gods.

Mark VII. Aquila Power Armor (Unpainted) (Pimped Out)
A durable example of Imperial engineering. This power armor enhances the wearer's strength and endurance beyond what is normally possible, but can only be worn by trained personnel like space marines. It also contains auto-senses in the helmet and other features, but it requires to be powered with electricity. The battery can be found on the back and is somewhat large, therefore leaving the wearer exposed to sneak attacks.

11kg of Cocaine
Ah, yes! The finest substance in the galaxy. This little collection of white powdered dust helps you get through the day and dull your senses until you can no longer think.

1.5 Liters of Blood (Low-Quality) (w/ Cocaine)
Taken from a dead Imperial servitor, this blood may be used for a variety of purposes; rituals, feeding vampires or perhaps drinking. Still, it is of low quality as servitors don't need blood. It is overflowing with chemicals and is very unpleasant in both taste and consistency. Kept in a small tube. This mixture has been laced with visible traces of cocaine.

Plasma Pistol
A sidearm that shoots heated hydrogen bolts at temperatures above 7 thousand degrees Celsius. These bolts quickly pressurize into plasma and a foe in heavy armor will be badly damaged from just one shot.
Rate of fire: 1PlasBolt/1s.
Damage: Devastating.
Magazine: 15HydrogenShots.

Frag Grenades (2)
An explosive grenade that explodes 5 seconds after the pin is pulled. Deals decent damage against all opponents.

Krak Grenades (2)
Special grenades designed to work against vehicles. One is more than enough to disable a medium-sized tank of moderate armor.

Prana: 1500/1500

Captain Gabriel Alteras Rin Nyx Archdemon Kylesar1 Dogfood

 

[Birdsie]

This is what happens when 4 different people have vastly varying opinions.

 

[Archdemon]

.... I don't even right now....

Did you make a roll for this? I'm kinda disappointed that I can't have my own theocracy....
T-T

 

[Archdemon]

Ship: 2

Servitor: 3

Kid: 2

 

[Rin Nyx]

Woohoo, we drove him insane!

4.
4. (Spider-servitor, spider-servitor, does whatever a spider-servitor does!)

Can I do a write in for the last one? 5. "Well I do now!" *Stares and grins creepily* (because it's fun to scare little kids!)
Otherwise...2?

 

[Birdsie]

Woohoo, we drove him insane!

4.
4. (Spider-servitor, spider-servitor, does whatever a spider-servitor does!)

Can I do a write in for the last one? 5. "Well I do now!" *Stares and grins creepily* (because it's fun to scare little kids!)
Otherwise...2?

Holy shit, yes, write in accepted.

 

[Captain Gabriel]

Ship: 1
Servitor: 3
Kid: 5

 

[Birdsie]

(From now on, the rule is: First come, first serve.)

Yes, your ship has potent engines now. Thanks to your adjustments to the plasma drive and main battery, as well as the promethium engine, you managed to considerably increase the speed of your vessel. Your servitor on another hand, wields a large combat shotgun and regularly makes a sweep around your lands to ensure no vile pest or intruder gets even remotely close to your prized belongings.

Back to the problem at hand.

You look at the child before you and snicker malevolently. "Well... I do now..." You grin under your helmet and extend your arms at him, roaring like a lion. The kid screams back at you in fear and struggles to run away but falls down onto the ground mid-way through and starts crawling through the sand. Upon closer look, you can determine he's malnourished.

1. "Hey, come back. I was just joking!"
2. Let him crawl away and possibly die.
3. Let him crawl away and possibly die, whilst you take out a white straw with red decorative stripes and put it through your mask's filter. You then proceed to gently place a line of cocaine on your arm and snort it.

Stat-Screen:

Spoiler

Ship Status:
Fuel: 100%
Missiles: 4
Assault Cannon: 600
Speed: 420km/h
Damage: N/A

Wounds: N/A

Relationships:
The God-Emperor: 15
Sanguinius: 10
The Dark Gods of Chaos: 20
- Tzeentch: 2.5
- Slaanesh: 2.5
- Khorne: 2.5
- Nurgle: 2.5
- Satan: 10
The Ruinous Powers: 20

Statistics:
Weapon Skill: 45
Ballistic Skill: 46
Strength: 60
Toughness: 60
Agility: 45
Intelligence: 30
Perception: 30
Willpower: 45
Fellowship: 35

Influence: 5
Fame: 5
Infamy: 10

Corruption: 14
Insanity: 70

Inventory:

D-64 Storm Bolter
A powerful weapon that fires bolts. Bolts are special bullets propelled via a charge on the back that can penetrate armor easily thanks to their diamantine tips. They have a half-second charge that causes them to explode once they are past the enemy's armor. They are incredibly destructive weapons that can tear enemies apart with one barrage. The Storm Bolter is a deadly weapon of massive, increased firepower that can manage to fire 3 bolts per second making it much deadlier.
Rate of fire: 1Bolt/0.3s.
Damage: Huge.
Magazine: 30 Bolts.

Mark VI. Chainsword
A large sword with an engine and a roaring mechanical blade. The chained teeth of this sword have diamantine tips that lets it tear through armor like a knife through butter.
Fuel: 15 Minutes.

Fuel Tank
A fuel tank that may be used in a Flamer, Chainsword, or even in vehicles. WARNING: Contains unstable Promethium.

120 Bolts (Ammo)

Pimp-Staff
A, probably magical, a conduit of spatial forces that lets you unleash deadly pimp energies onto your opponents like arcane blasts. The Pimp-Staff stores 5000 prana points in it and recharges 500 each hour automatically. Shooting a pimp blast costs 100 prana points.

Fanoros Fictionomicon
A puzzling tome of magecraft of unknown origin that contains arcane and esoteric mysteries not meant for the eyes of mortal men or gods.

Mark VII. Aquila Power Armor (Unpainted) (Pimped Out)
A durable example of Imperial engineering. This power armor enhances the wearer's strength and endurance beyond what is normally possible, but can only be worn by trained personnel like space marines. It also contains auto-senses in the helmet and other features, but it requires to be powered with electricity. The battery can be found on the back and is somewhat large, therefore leaving the wearer exposed to sneak attacks.

11kg of Cocaine
Ah, yes! The finest substance in the galaxy. This little collection of white powdered dust helps you get through the day and dull your senses until you can no longer think.

1.5 Liters of Blood (Low-Quality) (w/ Cocaine)
Taken from a dead Imperial servitor, this blood may be used for a variety of purposes; rituals, feeding vampires or perhaps drinking. Still, it is of low quality as servitors don't need blood. It is overflowing with chemicals and is very unpleasant in both taste and consistency. Kept in a small tube. This mixture has been laced with visible traces of cocaine.

Plasma Pistol
A sidearm that shoots heated hydrogen bolts at temperatures above 7 thousand degrees Celsius. These bolts quickly pressurize into plasma and a foe in heavy armor will be badly damaged from just one shot.
Rate of fire: 1PlasBolt/1s.
Damage: Devastating.
Magazine: 15HydrogenShots.

Frag Grenades (2)
An explosive grenade that explodes 5 seconds after the pin is pulled. Deals decent damage against all opponents.

Krak Grenades (2)
Special grenades designed to work against vehicles. One is more than enough to disable a medium-sized tank of moderate armor.

Prana: 1500/1500

Captain Gabriel Alteras Rin Nyx Archdemon Kylesar1 Dogfood

 

[Captain Gabriel]

(From now on, the rule is: First come, first serve.)

Yes, your ship has potent engines now. Thanks to your adjustments to the plasma drive and main battery, as well as the promethium engine, you managed to considerably increase the speed of your vessel. Your servitor on another hand, wields a large combat shotgun and regularly makes a sweep around your lands to ensure no vile pest or intruder gets even remotely close to your prized belongings.

Back to the problem at hand.

You look at the child before you and snicker malevolently. "Well... I do now..." You grin under your helmet and extend your arms at him, roaring like a lion. The kid screams back at you in fear and struggles to run away but falls down onto the ground mid-way through and starts crawling through the sand. Upon closer look, you can determine he's malnourished.

1. "Hey, come back. I was just joking!"
2. Let him crawl away and possibly die.
3. Let him crawl away and possibly die, whilst you take out a white straw with red decorative stripes and put it through your mask's filter. You then proceed to gently place a line of cocaine on your arm and snort it.

Stat-Screen:

Spoiler

Ship Status:
Fuel: 100%
Missiles: 4
Assault Cannon: 600
Damage: N/A

Wounds: N/A

Relationships:
The God-Emperor: 15
Sanguinius: 10
The Dark Gods of Chaos: 20
- Tzeentch: 2.5
- Slaanesh: 2.5
- Khorne: 2.5
- Nurgle: 2.5
- Satan: 10
The Ruinous Powers: 20

Statistics:
Weapon Skill: 45
Ballistic Skill: 46
Strength: 60
Toughness: 60
Agility: 45
Intelligence: 30
Perception: 30
Willpower: 45
Fellowship: 35

Influence: 5
Fame: 5
Infamy: 10

Corruption: 14
Insanity: 70

Inventory:

D-64 Storm Bolter
A powerful weapon that fires bolts. Bolts are special bullets propelled via a charge on the back that can penetrate armor easily thanks to their diamantine tips. They have a half-second charge that causes them to explode once they are past the enemy's armor. They are incredibly destructive weapons that can tear enemies apart with one barrage. The Storm Bolter is a deadly weapon of massive, increased firepower that can manage to fire 3 bolts per second making it much deadlier.
Rate of fire: 1Bolt/0.3s.
Damage: Huge.
Magazine: 30 Bolts.

Mark VI. Chainsword
A large sword with an engine and a roaring mechanical blade. The chained teeth of this sword have diamantine tips that lets it tear through armor like a knife through butter.
Fuel: 15 Minutes.

Fuel Tank
A fuel tank that may be used in a Flamer, Chainsword, or even in vehicles. WARNING: Contains unstable Promethium.

120 Bolts (Ammo)

Pimp-Staff
A, probably magical, a conduit of spatial forces that lets you unleash deadly pimp energies onto your opponents like arcane blasts. The Pimp-Staff stores 5000 prana points in it and recharges 500 each hour automatically. Shooting a pimp blast costs 100 prana points.

Fanoros Fictionomicon
A puzzling tome of magecraft of unknown origin that contains arcane and esoteric mysteries not meant for the eyes of mortal men or gods.

Mark VII. Aquila Power Armor (Unpainted) (Pimped Out)
A durable example of Imperial engineering. This power armor enhances the wearer's strength and endurance beyond what is normally possible, but can only be worn by trained personnel like space marines. It also contains auto-senses in the helmet and other features, but it requires to be powered with electricity. The battery can be found on the back and is somewhat large, therefore leaving the wearer exposed to sneak attacks.

11kg of Cocaine
Ah, yes! The finest substance in the galaxy. This little collection of white powdered dust helps you get through the day and dull your senses until you can no longer think.

1.5 Liters of Blood (Low-Quality) (w/ Cocaine)
Taken from a dead Imperial servitor, this blood may be used for a variety of purposes; rituals, feeding vampires or perhaps drinking. Still, it is of low quality as servitors don't need blood. It is overflowing with chemicals and is very unpleasant in both taste and consistency. Kept in a small tube. This mixture has been laced with visible traces of cocaine.

Plasma Pistol
A sidearm that shoots heated hydrogen bolts at temperatures above 7 thousand degrees Celsius. These bolts quickly pressurize into plasma and a foe in heavy armor will be badly damaged from just one shot.
Rate of fire: 1PlasBolt/1s.
Damage: Devastating.
Magazine: 15HydrogenShots.

Frag Grenades (2)
An explosive grenade that explodes 5 seconds after the pin is pulled. Deals decent damage against all opponents.

Krak Grenades (2)
Special grenades designed to work against vehicles. One is more than enough to disable a medium-sized tank of moderate armor.

Prana: 1500/1500

Captain Gabriel Alteras Rin Nyx Archdemon Kylesar1 Dogfood

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[Birdsie]

Captain Gabriel Alteras Rin Nyx Archdemon Kylesar1 Dogfood
Sorry, what I said may have been confusing.

What I meant was, when there are multiple, conflicting votes, I will only pick the first one!

 

[Archdemon]

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[Archdemon]

This could be a golden opportunity to raise the kid and when they're old enough, then we start pimping! Muhaahahahahahaha!