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Between Man and Monster (WH40k X Hellsing Ultimate)

Should there be Exploding Dice?

  • Yes! Bring on the Crazy rolls!

    Votes: 35 83.3%

  • No. Keep it normal.

    Votes: 7 16.7%
  • Total voters
    42
  • Poll closed .
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[X] Hellsing's Second Secret:

I am MOST curious as to how being raised by Alucard will affect Sanguninius and his canonical Blood Thirst, his handle of it, and his and his son's reaction to the supernatural among the starts. Cause No Way is Sanguninius going to buy The Emperor's 'No Such Thing As The Supernatural' with Alucard around.

Plus more combat and bitchin weapons.
 
[x] Heir To Hellsing

This is to good not to happen, also we may get some mentoring by alucard as well. It will be fun.
 
[X] Hellsing's Second Secret:


I'm a little sad we can't be a mix of this and ALSO the heir. The three choices feel a bit too cut-and-dry to me, and I guess I just don't like that choosing one seems to mean the their options are removed from us forever.

It feels to me that a merge of all three options is what they would actually choose if a vote wasn't involved at all? Like, they would all have a part in his growth and wouldn't want him to be too specialized and not prepared properly for the future?

Anyways, I still look forward to more.
 
[x] Hellsing's Special Task Force:

Going this option so we can rub it in the Vatican face and also I'm that I sick of Intrigue characters.
 
Funeral Pyre said:
[X] Hellsing's Second Secret:


I'm a little sad we can't be a mix of this and ALSO the heir. The three choices feel a bit too cut-and-dry to me, and I guess I just don't like that choosing one seems to mean the their options are removed from us forever.

It feels to me that a merge of all three options is what they would actually choose if a vote wasn't involved at all? Like, they would all have a part in his growth and wouldn't want him to be too specialized and not prepared properly for the future?

Anyways, I still look forward to more.
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It's mainly because of how, for the most part, Hellsing itself is kind of a three part Organization. At least, based on Ultimate since that's the one I'm going with.

Alucard works completely alone with very little help from any of the foot soldiers, even before the Brothers wiped out most of the original part. This is because, they send Alucard out to deal with the things that normal humans can't fight. If they send help, they actually have a higher chance to die, since Alucard doesn't really care that much for anyone that doesn't keep his interest. While he does value humans, he doesn't go out of his way to limit casualties, especially if Integra orders it.

Then you've got the actual Ground Forces, who are supposed to fight primarily low threat supernaturals that can easily be dispatched. Pip and his guys were Mercenaries who were briefed on the Nazi's and had a chance to plan before the attack, so they're a bit of exception.

Lastly, you have Integra, who almost never goes out and fights unless necessary. The only times she has, are when she need to deal with Anderson and when she's caught out in the middle of Millenium's attack.

On top of that, the Hellsing Heir being trained by what is considered an Unholy Abomination of God? Not just that, but the Heir is seen as a literal Angel? That would be grounds for the Vatican or anyone else really to call for Integra to be removed as the child's caretaker. And if the Queen refuses, the other Churches can say she approves such things and even more trouble will start.

Lastly, the Hellsing Organization operates from the shadows. As such, it's leaders don't go out unless they have to. It wouldn't do for the Heir to the Hellsing Lineage to be out on the field of battle where he could possibly be killed by a stray bullet wound.

I know these kinds of things aren't limited for a Primarch, but no one knows you're a Primarch, so these things are under consideration.

Edit: Not trying to discourage, mind. If this was a different Quest (say Abridged instead of normal Ultimate) I'd allow you to pick all three options. As it stands, I'm still trying to keep this semi-grounded.....or at least as grounded as Hellsing can be.

Albeit, there will be some....AU things here and there to make things more interesting.
 
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LinkOnScepter said:
It's mainly because of how, for the most part, Hellsing itself is kind of a three part Organization. At least, based on Ultimate since that's the one I'm going with.

Alucard works completely alone with very little help from any of the foot soldiers, even before the Brothers wiped out most of the original part. This is because, they send Alucard out to deal with the things that normal humans can't fight. If they send help, they actually have a higher chance to die, since Alucard doesn't really care that much for anyone that doesn't keep his interest. While he does value humans, he doesn't go out of his way to limit casualties, especially if Integra orders it.

Then you've got the actual Ground Forces, who are supposed to fight primarily low threat supernaturals that can easily be dispatched. Pip and his guys were Mercenaries who were briefed on the Nazi's and had a chance to plan before the attack, so they're a bit of exception.

Lastly, you have Integra, who almost never goes out and fights unless necessary. The only times she has, are when she need to deal with Anderson and when she's caught out in the middle of Millenium's attack.

On top of that, the Hellsing Heir being trained by what is considered an Unholy Abomination of God? Not just that, but the Heir is seen as a literal Angel? That would be grounds for the Vatican or anyone else really to call for Integra to be removed as the child's caretaker. And if the Queen refuses, the other Churches can say she approves such things and even more trouble will start.

Lastly, the Hellsing Organization operates from the shadows. As such, it's leaders don't go out unless they have to. It wouldn't do for the Heir to the Hellsing Lineage to be out on the field of battle where he could possibly be killed by a stray bulled wound.

I know these kinds of things aren't limited for a Primarch, but no one knows you're a Primarch, so these things are under consideration.
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Those are all very good reasons, counter point, is this abridged. Because if it is, we will be one fabulous hawk boy when we are done.
 
[X] Heir To Hellsing: The child shall be adopted by Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, and named the current Heir to the Hellsing Organization. It shall be given full protection of both the Hellsing Organization and the Crown. It shall grow up under Walter C. Dornez and Sir Integra (mostly Walter). It shall be taught everything it needs to run a successful Organization from the shadows. Though it won't get much combat experience, it shall obtain valuable lesson about the inner workings of Society.
 
[X] Hellsing's Second Secret

Alucard is the last person I would entrust a baby with. Meanwhile, Seras is the first person I would entrust a baby with. I'd say it evens out.
 
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[X] Heir To Hellsing

Nix's Warden said:
[Cause No Way is Sanguninius going to buy The Emperor's 'No Such Thing As The Supernatural' with Alucard around.
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It wasn't that there was no such thing as the supernatural, but that all seemingly unexplainable "supernatural" things could be explained as either xenos bullshit that people didn't understand or straight up warp bullshit. That's always been the Emperor's stance and it was the same stance he held the Imperium to.

I prepared them all, this pantheon of proud godlings that insist they are my heirs. I warned them of the warp's perils. Coupled with this, they knew of those dangers themselves. The Imperium has relied on Navigators to sail the stars and astropaths to communicate between worlds since the empire's very first breath. The Imperium itself is only possible because of those enduring souls. No void sailor or psychically touched soul can help but know of the warp's insidious predation. Ships have always been lost during their unstable journeys. Astropaths have always suffered for their powers. Navigators have always seen horrors swimming through those strange tides. I commanded the cessation of Legion Librarius divisions as a warning against the unrestrained use of psychic power. One of our most precious technologies, the Geller field, exists to shield vessels from the warp's corrosive touch. These are not secrets, Ra, nor mystical lore known only to a select few. Even possession by warp-wrought beings is not unknown. The Sixteenth witnessed it with his own eyes long before he convinced his kindred to walk a traitor's path with him. That which we call the warp is a universe alongside our own, seething with limitless, alien hostility. The primarchs have always known this. What difference would it have made had I labelled the warp's entities "daemons" or "dark gods"?'

"He's even speaking of spirits you know. Cinderman, the arch-prophet of secular truths, speaking of spirits. I put him right, naturally. He mentioned spirits were a concern of yours."

"[Cinderman] convinced me it was a plague at first. But I saw a spirit. A demon, take hold of Xavier Jubal and remake his flesh into the form of a monster. I saw a demon take hold of Jubal's soul and turn him against his own kind!"

"No, you didn't," Horus said.

"Sir?"

Horus smiled, "Allow me to illuminate you. I'll tell you what you saw Garviel. It is a secret thing, known to a very few, though the Emperor -- Beloved of All -- knows more than any of us. A secret Garviel, more than any other secret we are keeping today.

Can you keep it? I'll share it, for it will soothe your mind. But I need you to keep it solemly."

"I will" Loken said.

The Warmaster took another sip. "It was the warp, Garviel."

"The ... Warp?"

"Of course it was. We know the power of the Warp, and the chaos it contains. We've seen it change men. We've seen the wretched things that infest its dark dimensions. I know you have. On Eridas. On Cyrinx. On the bloody coast of Tassalon. There are entities in the warp that we might easily mistake for demons."

"Sir," Loken began,"I have been trained in the study of the warp. I am well prepared to face its horrors. I have fought the foul things that pour forth from the gates of the Empyrean. And, yes the warp can seep into a man and transmute him. I have seen this happen. But only in psykers. It is the risk they take. Not in Astartes."

"Do you understand the full mechanism of the warp, Garviel?" Horus asked. He raised the glass to the nearest light, to examine the color of the wine.

"No sir. I don't pretend to."

"Neither do I, my son. Neither does the Emperor -- Beloved by all -- not entirely. It pains me to admit that, but it is the truth, and we deal in truths above all else. The warp is a vital tool to us. A means of communications and transport. Without it there would be no Imperium of Man. For there would be no quick bridges between the stars. We use it, and we harness it. But we have no absolute control over it. It is a wild thing that tolerates our presence but brooks no mastery. There is power in the warp, fundamental power. Not good. Nor evil. But elemental, and anathema to us. It is a tool we use at our own risk."

The Warmaster finished his glass and set it down. "Spirits. Demons. Those words imply a greater power. A fiendish intellect and a purpose. An evil Archetype with cosmic schemes and strategems. They imply a god or gods at work behind the scenes. They imply the very supernatural state that we have taken great pains through the light of science to shake off. They imply sorcery and a palpable evil."

He looked across at Loken, "Spirits, demons, the supernatural, sorcery. These are words we have allowed to fall out of use for we dislike the connotations. But they are just words. What you saw today. Call it a spirit. Call it a demon. The words serve well enough. Using them does not deny the clinical truth of the universe as man understands it. There can be demons in a secular cosmos, Gavriel, just so long as we understand the use of the word."

"Meaning the warp."

"Meaning the warp. Why coin new terms for its horrors when we have a bounty of old words that might suit us just as well. We use the words alien and Xenos to describe the inhuman filth we encounter in some locales. The creatures of the warp are just aliens, too. But they are not lifeforms as we understand the term. They are not organic. They are extradimensional. And they influence our reality in ways that seem sorcerous to us -- Supernatural if you will. So, let's use all those lost words for them: Demons, Spirits, Possessors, Changelings. All we need to remember is that there are no Gods out there in the darkness. No great demons and ministers of evil. There is no fundamental, immutable evil in the cosmos. It is too large and sterile for such melodrama. There are simply inhuman things that oppose us. Things we were created to battle and destroy. Orks. Guycan. Toshepta. Chilacid. Eldar. Jokearo. And the creatures of the warp, who are stranger than all for they exhibit powers that are bizzare to us because of the otherness of their nature."

Loken rose to his feet. He looked around the lamp-lit room and heard the moaning of the mountain wind outside. 'I have seen psykers taken by the warp, sir,' he said. 'I have seen them change and bloat in corruption, but I have never seen a sound man taken. I have never seen an Astartes so abused.

"It happens," Horus replied. He grinned, "does that shock you? I'm sorry. We keep it quiet. The warp can get into anything, if it so pleases. Today was a particular triumph for its ways. These mountains are not haunted as the myths report, but the warp is close to the surface here. That fact alone has given rise to the myths. Men have always found techniques to control the warp, and the folks here have done precisely that." 'They let the warp loose upon you today, and brave Jubal paid the price.'

'Why him?'
'Why not him? He was angry at you for overlooking him, and his anger made him vulnerable. The tendrils of the warp are always eager to exploit such chinks in the mind. I imagine the insurgents hoped that scores of your men would fall under the power they had let loose, but Tenth Company had more resolve than that. Samus was just a voice from the Chaotic realm that briefly anchored itself to Jubal's flesh. You dealt with it well. It could have been far worse.'

'You're sure of this, sir?' Horus grinned again. The sight of that grin filled Loken with sudden warmth.

'Ing Mae Sing, Mistress of Astropaths, informed me of a rapid warp spike in this region just after you disembarked. The data is solid and substantive. The locals used their limited knowledge of the warp, which they probably understood as magic, to unleash the horror of the Empyrean upon you as a weapon.'

'Why have we been told so little about the warp, sir?' Loken asked. He looked directly into Horus's wide-set eyes as he asked the question.

'Because so little is known,' the Warmaster replied. 'Do you know why I am Warmaster, my son?'
'Because you are the most worthy, sir?'

Horus laughed and, pouring another glass of wine, shook his head. 'I am Warmaster, Garviel, because the Emperor is busy. He has not retired to Terra because he is weary of the crusade. He has gone there because he has more important work to do.'

'More important than the crusade?' Loken asked.

Horus nodded. 'So he said to me. After Ullanor, he believed the time had come when he could leave the crusading work in the hands of the primarchs so that he might be freed to undertake a still higher calling.'

'Which is?' Loken waited for an answer, expecting some transcendent truth.

What the Warmaster said was, 'I don't know. He didn't tell me. He hasn't told anyone.' Horus paused. For what seemed like an age, the wind banged against the longhouse shutters. 'Not even me,' Horus whispered.

Loken sensed a terrible hurt in his commander, a wounded pride that he, even he, had not been worthy enough to know this secret. In a second, the Warmaster was smiling at Loken again, his dark mood forgotten.

'He didn't want to burden me,' he said briskly, 'but I'm not a fool. I can speculate. As I said, the Imperium would not exist but for the warp. We are obliged to use it, but we know perilously little about it. I believe that I am Warmaster because the Emperor is occupied in unlocking its secrets. He has committed his great mind to the ultimate mastery of the warp, for the good of mankind. He has realised that without final and full understanding of the Immaterium, we will founder and fall, no matter how many worlds we conquer.'

Everyone knew that the Warp was full of gribblies and that the native inhabitants could fuck with reality. That was common knowledge. Granted more extensive knowledge was restricted to a need to know basis, because said knowledge could either cause huge moral problems or lead to people making bargains* with daemons, but that's no different then how things work in 40k or even Hellsing(where the Church and various governments cover up the existence of vampires and werewolves and god knows what else).

"My lord, I will always obey, but the spell to break into the alien lattice-way calls for bargains to be struck with the most terrible creatures of the Great Ocean, beings whose names translate as… daemons."

"There is little beyond your knowledge, Ahriman, but there are yet things you cannot know. You of all men should know that 'daemon' is a meaningless word conjured by fools who knew not what they beheld. Long ago, I encountered powers in the Great Ocean I thought to be sunken, conceptual landmasses, but over time I came to know them as vast intelligences, beings of such enormous power that they dwarf even the brightest stars of our own world. Such beings can be bargained with."

"What could such powerful beings possibly want?" asked Ahriman. "And can you ever really be sure that you have the best of such a bargain?"

"I can," Magnus assured him. "I have bargained with them before. This will be no different. If we could have saved the gateway into the lattice on Aghoru, this spell would be unnecessary. I could simply have stepped into it and emerged on Terra."

"Assuming a gateway exists on Terra," cautioned Ahriman.

"Of course a gateway exists on Terra. Why else would my father have retreated there to pursue his researches?"

Ahriman nodded, though Magnus saw he was far from convinced.

"There can be no other way, my son," said Magnus. "We talked about this before."

"I remember, but it frightens me that we must wield powers forbidden to us to warn the Emperor. Why should he trust any warning sent by such means?"
 
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