After this show they will probably join federation of they own initiative.
Sterbelicht - One Sacrifice At A Time Against The Galaxy (40K)
- Thread starter HeroCooky
- Start date
- Mature Sci-Fi
Yeah, the reason the Duchy authorized a mission like that was b/c they had no idea who we were and decided on believing the worst case scenario that what we had planned for the Hive World wasn't good and that death would be a mercy. Now they know that we're a mostly human polity that's kind of alright, so they're less likely to try going scorched earth on us, especially after our little gentlemen's agreement to forbid the usage of Exterminatus weaponry
Alectai
Speaks Words of Wisdom... On occasion
They really do come off as a Iconoclast 3 polity, yeah, not quite Star Child but they're partway down the line.
- Location
- US
So the other obvious effects here are the LoE making peace with the Eldar, and getting a good impression of the Glimmering Federation. Not too clear on how the Sun songs play into it or how important they are. Maybe they favor us over the LoE and this is a good-faith gesture, maybe they really need the peace deal with the LoE right now and this doesn't cost them anything, maybe they want us to jointly pressure the Valan to give one of their puppet polities breathing room.
Could even be multiple Eldar groups working at cross-purposes to each other.
- Location
- ?????????
You never know with the Eldar. They are, as ever, contradictory as fuck
Sooooo -
Howl Upon Vile Xenocide:
(6-Hour Moratorium)
[] Cleanse These Worlds, Brothers!
(The Lamenters are Angels of Death, and they have arrived with Flamer and Melta to cleanse their sins in finality.)
[] The Cries Of All Who Fell Before You.
(There is precious little mercy in the galaxy. The Valan warrant none.)
[] The Message And The Messenger...
(Though the Eternity now howls for revenge that appears on the verge of transpiring, some vile sins are only redeemed with a world torn asunder.)
I'm not sure. I'm most curious about [] The Message And The Messenger...
Howl Upon Vile Xenocide:
(6-Hour Moratorium)
[] Cleanse These Worlds, Brothers!
(The Lamenters are Angels of Death, and they have arrived with Flamer and Melta to cleanse their sins in finality.)
[] The Cries Of All Who Fell Before You.
(There is precious little mercy in the galaxy. The Valan warrant none.)
[] The Message And The Messenger...
(Though the Eternity now howls for revenge that appears on the verge of transpiring, some vile sins are only redeemed with a world torn asunder.)
I'm not sure. I'm most curious about [] The Message And The Messenger...
- Location
- Pindorama
Just binged this quest and it's pretty cool, but the expanding complexity of our polity while keeping to the daily updates has turned planning into crapshoot, as the players barely have time to discuss the next plan, much less reach consensus. This is not helped by the necessity of Write-ins for best effect, which acts as another barrier. Even Free actions that would have great effects are not taken because there's barely any time to raise awareness of it, let alone push it through; with the messy state our navy is in standing as the foremost example of it. Is the Andromeda over a thousand years old at this point?
Anyway, I think voting should probably be simplified in some manner so discussion would be also be simpler and to prevent people running around like headless chickens.
Anyway, I think voting should probably be simplified in some manner so discussion would be also be simpler and to prevent people running around like headless chickens.
Oh wow, the Irrita fit in and joining the craziness and gun culture of the Federation Nun's group very well, part of the group already. and the Msk'fa just thinking 'what did I get myself into?' with this group.Well, the HMG-wielding Fed Nun with her ammo-carrying Yeeni BF, artillery towing Kil'drabi bestie, shirtless Piscarian marching behind holding their own leash, and Irrita decked out with enough bio-weapons that the warning signs alone weigh 14 kilos, would see the Msk'fa in the position of looking at them over the rim of a newspaper with a look of concerned confusion on their face.
The Mothrame would be running late, try to rush out of their home half-dressed, and knock themselves unconcious with their spear by accident. Just as Tzeentzch planned.
pffft that's a good one with the Mothrame as they need time to prepare and get ready 'Uplifting' them. And that's not wrong, Tzeetzch was the cause of them nearly dying. We will soon have our own Ikko Ikki Monks with lightsaber Naginatas!
WOOOOOO it won the coin toss. Lets see the Pyskers in action and how the warp reacts.
Ohhhh boy, so it was known as Waterfall before and the unstable warp route to VRZCKT so they were blindsided by it and lost the planet and those planets had a good amount of population when it fell, along with the Valen being the most short term thinking in terms of getting resources and not planning long term to feed their industry and civilization but what else can you expect of a Dark Eldar-ish species?
So after the were already fighting over the Central Planet in the Sub-sector and had a second front open up and lost the system. I wouldn't say its that different if the orders and expectations of the planet the Imperium Wouldn't have done the same.
Ahhh, so the Eldar showed why the Valen were able to strike at Waterfall and if the Lords of Eternity were retake it, they could do the same and strike at the Valen Bloodcourt's Heartland bypassing the Central three way fight. Hence why they were fighting there and it took a lot of discussion before going through with it as it showed a possible hail Mary to win this war.
Oh wait, was this entire thing recent? Were the Lamenters fighting at Lo-latha when mentioning the frontlines were stalemated for years and the Lamenters broke through in four minutes or was this a new route and attack plan they were going with before the Lamenters showed up and broke the Stalemate? because before they described it 'well it might work, if not we'll get screwed, get payback in some way on the Eldar or something like the other times' and that might have been the case. It also means we messed up the propped up three way war to keep things as they are.
I do like bit with their thoughts changed when the Choirs following the Lamenter's path changed it from a charge with weight and momentum on their side not thinking it a complete change and rather a second wind it would still be a grinding bloody affair and the seeing how the Choirs can use such powerful psychic power so frequently or in this case, being able to placate the souls of the death and grant them peace and deny them to the warp predators. Nice to see the use of the Scared sands here along with all the other bits we researched and produced. the Sigils, the Staff and Hoods and minor trinkets made of Auramite.
Ahhhh the screwed over their homeworlds and need to keep expanding and stripping a planet bare because they still haven't fixed the main problem in their use of said resources along with the short term thinking leading it. So the Valen are the ones on a Timer due to it. hahaha, yup studying how the Choirs and Lamenters are fighting and seeing how much and fast the Choirs are spamming Sun and other such high level Melodies since while you CAN do it with the correct materials and preparation, it more a one time thing for a big one and then you need to restart the whole thing.
Hahaha, denied the daemons any souls and the Psykers of the Lords of Eternity see that Song as nothing less the divine in origin and that it denied the souls of the Valen to the Daemons as well. Based on the phrasing on their view of the Song we used... I think we have converts or at least a Ally to later integrate.
Wow, the Valen pissed off the Star of Waterfall itself with what they did. Looks like we came at the right time and the choice of the Interlude DOES have some effect. Also how the Star would have never done this for humans if it wasn't due to the Valens and the events that happened.
Oh shit every available ships and soldiers with the Lamenters.... on the unstable warp route straight into the Heartland of the Valen Bloodcourt..... okay maybe we should get the Travel Song to 3rd Level and offer some more support to this. They really aren't slowing down and considering they have a Double Strength Space Marine Chapter leading the charge and the Choirs supporting. Then again this is LITERALLY what they have been waiting for and for so long, they rolled up that front fast and can push on while the fire's hot.
Oh boy, so Dirge for the Innocent protected us from Daemons incursion on the route? or that if we didn't have it, the blood spilled and lives lost on Waterfall would have had led to Khrone Daemons waiting for them to leave the sub-sector to pop up.
..... What? there's a Melody above the Sun? or based on how it 'licked' the burns and souls of the Hymnals during their songs? well shit, a new thing to do and focus on now.
Okay so we did get something from this interlude and I'm little miffed about not getting the discussion on pyskers and powers in the first one but given that.... I would say the second one or third one.
Yah That's what I'm getting from it as well, though given they are using Unstable warp routes, I'm feeling the need to upgrade the travel Song now to third level since they are doing it.
For the Andromeda? I think so, maybe a refit but other then that it was left only since it really was our only way to move ships and we don't want to risk it in combat. it has to survive so we move it out of combat and due to that we don't put much weapons on it or try to get it a bigger role. That's why trying to change it is viewed as a 'why bother? another ship could use the redesign/revision'
that said, the problem is at times the update takes a while to get to for some readers. This is my experience as my schedule just doesn't work with this and often only reading and putting my thoughts or plans down hours after the update and maybe after a lot of plans or discussion already posted. Still, its why I ask the QM on things or just ask for clarification on some things. Still I don't hate this current thing.
Speaking as one of the planners, I don't know if I agree. We are often able to achieve near consensus on things, and that's cool.
Part of the charm of this quest is that it's a lot faster, a little looser. There's more room for mistakes, but also a much faster feedback loop. I often find myself looking at a plan I'm not 100% happy with and saying "eh, good enough, we can do the thing I care about tomorrow." I like that a lot.
As for the andromeda - it's never supposed to be in combat. If an andromeda dies, then the fleet is stranded, and until now we haven't had the tech for the appropriate upgrade. They're due for it soon, but that upgrade should probably be the carronade and micro-jump capability, which just serves to keep them out of combat better. I also think the navy system in general has been massively improved by the SBG system.
I do worry a bit about the proliferation of free actions, but we've been doing pretty well on that front. I liked how the Brans thing more or less forced us to engage with the Black Ash clan.
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ConfusedCanuck
Where did it all go wrong?
- Location
- Neverland
[X] Cleanse These Worlds, Brothers!
- Location
- United States of America, Michigan
[X] The Message And The Messenger...
I'm a Fallout New Vegas fanboy so I have to pick this one lol
I'm a Fallout New Vegas fanboy so I have to pick this one lol
[X] The Cries Of All Who Fell Before You.
[X] The Message And The Messenger...
- Pronouns
- Zack
[X] The Cries Of All Who Fell Before You.
[X] The Message And The Messenger...
- Location
- Poland
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] The Message And The Messenger...
Vote closed
058.M43 - Tears Of Joy
HeroCooky
Unverified Monstergirl
Lord Godefai sat upon his throne aboard his flagship, the screens surrounding the bridge and crew pits lit alight with the sight of Valan Prime, the homeworld of the Valan Blood Court and the heart of the empire the Eternity had fought for so, so, long, with lives and sweat and toil and blood retched upon the altar of war now repaid with one...last...fight.
As Lord Godefai sat upon his throne, his flagship rumbling beneath him in the way that had become nothing more than reality itself, a noise and sensation that was dearly missed whenever he had to step away from these hallowed halls and walls, he pondered beneath the mask that all Lords of the Eternity wore, carved in honor of an Aspect of the God-Emperor that they worshipped and venerated. His own had been carved by his mind with tools crafted and created without physical hands grasping them in the Aspect of the Priest.
A queer choice, that one.
After all, most of his fellow Lords choose to carve theirs in the Aspect of the Wizard, or Statesman, with the Soldier dead last...until he had chosen to present the Priest before the world.
For some, this choice was hubris, pure and simple, to try and emulate the Master of Mankind who had risen from Broken Terra to make it Holy and Hale, to carry on his flame and pass it unto future generations, so that the galaxy may be lit by truth, compassion, understanding, comprehension, and a thirst for knowledge.
For others, it was a novel choice by a mind dedicated to lighting a path toward greater prosperity by undergoing the fruitless and thankless task of spreading the word and grace of the God-Emperor upon all who could hear His words and lessons to live a life of piety born out of the understanding that there are no heroes in the galaxy that will come and save them in their hour of need.
For the rest, he was a man who had declared a goal insidious and duplicitous to all who could see his visage, openly declaring in arrogance what would no doubt be his goal: subjugation of the Eternity by subversion of its faith.
For him, it was the choice of a young boy who had grown up in the halls and schools of the Eternity, learning at the feet of titans and monsters and legends and heroes, whose past was dominated by a slaughter of Valan Raiders setting his home village alight only to be incinerated by his terrified mind, and whose future would be slaved unto the task and duty to protect from the Valan all under his sight and slay every last one of their misbegotten kind.
The choice of a boy who knew that people are fallible and ignoble, wretched and terrible, in all their tiny sins and little mistakes that made them human.
The choice of a boy who knew that ideas and martyrs endured beyond their deaths, carried by the lips and minds of all who touched them in truth and heart.
And so he sat, upon his throne, aboard his flagship, looking down upon the homeworld of the Valan, to strike at hell's heart with fury and dignity defiant, to bring the hammer to the bell that will ring their kind's end unto a galaxy of hate.
And so he stood, from his throne, aboard his flagship, the eyes of hundreds now upon his form, and began to pray.
"Remember, oh God-Emperor," he said, eyes alight upon the sight of the world that would die. "The peace when all was one. Remember, of God-Emperor, the days of yore. Remember for me, when all was hale and holy. Rejoice with me, for I cast down sin upon this day," he spoke, the mouths of hundreds joining with raised heads and clasped hands. "Rejoice, for this child has seen the light of your truth, the truth before us all. Weep with me, as I step upon the path that will see my death come true. Weep for me, as I end my journey with heavy heart and mourning eyes. Hold me close, as I join your glory, and your nation, and your mercy, as all will, as all shall, in time and duty, unto the end of all days." He ended the prayer, the traditional answer from his crew whispered silently, yet deafeningly, in the bridge in piety, prayer, and holy faith.
"God-Emperor," he spoke, walking forward unto a control panel where lights blinked, and screens displayed the broken defenses and shattered fleets turned into naught but twisted wrecks of metal and hate by his Angels and the Eternity, "I judge this world in thy name." A hand was pressed upon a panel where a dozen needles struck his hand, supping upon his flesh and blood to confirm him to be the master of the ship. "I judge these souls in thy name." A light turned green, and a latch was unlocked, the baleful red light erupting from the button within nothing short of hateful and angry. "I judge an end to be all they deserve." A finger pressed the button, and deep within the vessel, an archeotech warhead arose from its slumber. "Let this be their end. Let it be swift, let it be final, let it be the last cry of 47 billion hearts eaten by the maws of their misbegotten kind as food and sustenance. Let this be a lesson to the galaxy."
A missile streaked from the ship.
A world of 96 billion answered with all the munitions it could muster.
A missile impacted upon a world.
"Humanity will not go quietly into that Long Night."
A world broke apart before the eyes of Lord Godefai, standing upon the bridge of his flagship.
Tears of joy rolled down his masked cheeks.
Witness Death By:
(6-Hour Moratorium)
[] Angels
(The Lamenters raze the last colony of the Valan to the bedrock.)
[] Soldiers
(The Eternity shows no hesitation in purging the last spluttering ember of defiance.)
[] Hatred
(The Last Valan stands atop a ship, monument to the end of their kind.)
AN: Tomorrow will be a Turn update, don't worry.
As Lord Godefai sat upon his throne, his flagship rumbling beneath him in the way that had become nothing more than reality itself, a noise and sensation that was dearly missed whenever he had to step away from these hallowed halls and walls, he pondered beneath the mask that all Lords of the Eternity wore, carved in honor of an Aspect of the God-Emperor that they worshipped and venerated. His own had been carved by his mind with tools crafted and created without physical hands grasping them in the Aspect of the Priest.
A queer choice, that one.
After all, most of his fellow Lords choose to carve theirs in the Aspect of the Wizard, or Statesman, with the Soldier dead last...until he had chosen to present the Priest before the world.
For some, this choice was hubris, pure and simple, to try and emulate the Master of Mankind who had risen from Broken Terra to make it Holy and Hale, to carry on his flame and pass it unto future generations, so that the galaxy may be lit by truth, compassion, understanding, comprehension, and a thirst for knowledge.
For others, it was a novel choice by a mind dedicated to lighting a path toward greater prosperity by undergoing the fruitless and thankless task of spreading the word and grace of the God-Emperor upon all who could hear His words and lessons to live a life of piety born out of the understanding that there are no heroes in the galaxy that will come and save them in their hour of need.
For the rest, he was a man who had declared a goal insidious and duplicitous to all who could see his visage, openly declaring in arrogance what would no doubt be his goal: subjugation of the Eternity by subversion of its faith.
For him, it was the choice of a young boy who had grown up in the halls and schools of the Eternity, learning at the feet of titans and monsters and legends and heroes, whose past was dominated by a slaughter of Valan Raiders setting his home village alight only to be incinerated by his terrified mind, and whose future would be slaved unto the task and duty to protect from the Valan all under his sight and slay every last one of their misbegotten kind.
The choice of a boy who knew that people are fallible and ignoble, wretched and terrible, in all their tiny sins and little mistakes that made them human.
The choice of a boy who knew that ideas and martyrs endured beyond their deaths, carried by the lips and minds of all who touched them in truth and heart.
And so he sat, upon his throne, aboard his flagship, looking down upon the homeworld of the Valan, to strike at hell's heart with fury and dignity defiant, to bring the hammer to the bell that will ring their kind's end unto a galaxy of hate.
And so he stood, from his throne, aboard his flagship, the eyes of hundreds now upon his form, and began to pray.
"Remember, oh God-Emperor," he said, eyes alight upon the sight of the world that would die. "The peace when all was one. Remember, of God-Emperor, the days of yore. Remember for me, when all was hale and holy. Rejoice with me, for I cast down sin upon this day," he spoke, the mouths of hundreds joining with raised heads and clasped hands. "Rejoice, for this child has seen the light of your truth, the truth before us all. Weep with me, as I step upon the path that will see my death come true. Weep for me, as I end my journey with heavy heart and mourning eyes. Hold me close, as I join your glory, and your nation, and your mercy, as all will, as all shall, in time and duty, unto the end of all days." He ended the prayer, the traditional answer from his crew whispered silently, yet deafeningly, in the bridge in piety, prayer, and holy faith.
"God-Emperor," he spoke, walking forward unto a control panel where lights blinked, and screens displayed the broken defenses and shattered fleets turned into naught but twisted wrecks of metal and hate by his Angels and the Eternity, "I judge this world in thy name." A hand was pressed upon a panel where a dozen needles struck his hand, supping upon his flesh and blood to confirm him to be the master of the ship. "I judge these souls in thy name." A light turned green, and a latch was unlocked, the baleful red light erupting from the button within nothing short of hateful and angry. "I judge an end to be all they deserve." A finger pressed the button, and deep within the vessel, an archeotech warhead arose from its slumber. "Let this be their end. Let it be swift, let it be final, let it be the last cry of 47 billion hearts eaten by the maws of their misbegotten kind as food and sustenance. Let this be a lesson to the galaxy."
A missile streaked from the ship.
A world of 96 billion answered with all the munitions it could muster.
A missile impacted upon a world.
"Humanity will not go quietly into that Long Night."
A world broke apart before the eyes of Lord Godefai, standing upon the bridge of his flagship.
Tears of joy rolled down his masked cheeks.
Witness Death By:
(6-Hour Moratorium)
[] Angels
(The Lamenters raze the last colony of the Valan to the bedrock.)
[] Soldiers
(The Eternity shows no hesitation in purging the last spluttering ember of defiance.)
[] Hatred
(The Last Valan stands atop a ship, monument to the end of their kind.)
AN: Tomorrow will be a Turn update, don't worry.
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Alectai
Speaks Words of Wisdom... On occasion
[ ] Hatred
The Space Vampires went crunch very quickly once they were no longer just dealing with a single successor state, huh?
I'm curious as to what was going through their head though, now that they're apparently backed into a corner.
The Space Vampires went crunch very quickly once they were no longer just dealing with a single successor state, huh?
I'm curious as to what was going through their head though, now that they're apparently backed into a corner.
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