An Extra Primarch
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They have Beta-level souls, but the 'scattering' keeps them from using them for much besides the metal equivalent of biomancy, which is part of the reason for their transforming. Primes are Alphas. Keep in mind that, as they pointed out, they can't throw fireballs around or anything, and the few psykers they do produce are more focused on contacting Primus/Allspark for guidance than the normal method. The sympathetic link to their progenitor is helpful there. Emps is probably going to want to take a look at Cybertron, since the only other C'Tan he has for reference is Void Dragon, and that one is decidedly different.
The Bad C'Tan(Non-Canon)(+10 to roll of your choice)
Title: The Bad C'tan or So Non-Canon it Hurts
You sleep. You dream.
Eons sleeping, trying to reach out. If you could thrash against your cage, you would. But your prison is perfect, Golden psionic chains imprisoning you to this planets core.
The Gold One, an exemplary example of psionic might, perhaps rivaling your most ancient enemy, stops you from reaching out to your brother, The Eater of Universes, sealed long ago within that planets core. If only you could reach this planet! One step, it is all it will take!
…
You did battle with the Gold One, a short time ago, and you, for all your mastery of the Material, were found wanting. You came so close. You were sealed in this system's fourth planet, what the native population used to call the Planet of War.
If you were able, you would scoff. These meat things do not know War.
Now, you wait here, sealed by Golden psionic might, so close to your brother, yet so far. The Gold One will eventually make a mistake.
The Gold One is delving within your thoughts, to scrape from your mind the secrets to the universe, of the Material. You will give him the dregs. And keep your goal secret.
…
They speak of the legends of the War in Heaven, thinking it was a war simply fought. They are fools.
They have no concept of the length of the War. They have no concept of the pain of the War. The War was not constrained to this galaxy. No, not even this universe. We had used other Universes to power our war machine against Aeldari, and Krork, and Old One. And no one was better at the Devouring of Universes as your brother. So close!
Eventually, something would happen. The red cloaked meat, they were obsessed with your slaves. They had a tendency to go mad with knowledge not meant for them. And so you reach out to meat to save you.
Yet the Gold One is always watching. And the machine life on this red planet guards your cage. No matter. Despite his power, the Gold meat is still mortal. You only have to wait. To awaken your brother.
The battle was painful. Not the pain of the War in Heaven, no. Something greater. If you could, you would visit this pain upon the Gold One a thousand-fold, if you could only get out. But no, it will be your brother that visits True Pain upon the Golden One, once he emerges. The Gold One's planet, one of the only things he allows himself to care about, will shatter. His planets devoured, his star consumed, and then the Gold One will suffer.
It is not lost upon you that something that could seal something as Great as you, a C'tan!, is not even aware of the threat sleeping within his home. Perhaps the Gold One does not realize, for you see that it has always lived upon this world, never aware.
…
You hear something. Your brother, sensing you. He laughs and says he will devour me. No surprise, for that is what he is. You will welcome Death, if only to get out of this indignity.
…
Your brother calls to something.
Something far away. Something beyond this pathetic galaxy. You see it. You see Them. hunger
A Great Devourer.
You smile. If you could, you would laugh.
In the meantime, you will wait.
Perhaps the Gold One will make a mistake. Perhaps not. It does not matter, for the C'tan have won.
Unicron has made sure of that.
AN: I was inspired
You sleep. You dream.
Eons sleeping, trying to reach out. If you could thrash against your cage, you would. But your prison is perfect, Golden psionic chains imprisoning you to this planets core.
The Gold One, an exemplary example of psionic might, perhaps rivaling your most ancient enemy, stops you from reaching out to your brother, The Eater of Universes, sealed long ago within that planets core. If only you could reach this planet! One step, it is all it will take!
…
You did battle with the Gold One, a short time ago, and you, for all your mastery of the Material, were found wanting. You came so close. You were sealed in this system's fourth planet, what the native population used to call the Planet of War.
If you were able, you would scoff. These meat things do not know War.
Now, you wait here, sealed by Golden psionic might, so close to your brother, yet so far. The Gold One will eventually make a mistake.
The Gold One is delving within your thoughts, to scrape from your mind the secrets to the universe, of the Material. You will give him the dregs. And keep your goal secret.
…
They speak of the legends of the War in Heaven, thinking it was a war simply fought. They are fools.
They have no concept of the length of the War. They have no concept of the pain of the War. The War was not constrained to this galaxy. No, not even this universe. We had used other Universes to power our war machine against Aeldari, and Krork, and Old One. And no one was better at the Devouring of Universes as your brother. So close!
Eventually, something would happen. The red cloaked meat, they were obsessed with your slaves. They had a tendency to go mad with knowledge not meant for them. And so you reach out to meat to save you.
Yet the Gold One is always watching. And the machine life on this red planet guards your cage. No matter. Despite his power, the Gold meat is still mortal. You only have to wait. To awaken your brother.
The battle was painful. Not the pain of the War in Heaven, no. Something greater. If you could, you would visit this pain upon the Gold One a thousand-fold, if you could only get out. But no, it will be your brother that visits True Pain upon the Golden One, once he emerges. The Gold One's planet, one of the only things he allows himself to care about, will shatter. His planets devoured, his star consumed, and then the Gold One will suffer.
It is not lost upon you that something that could seal something as Great as you, a C'tan!, is not even aware of the threat sleeping within his home. Perhaps the Gold One does not realize, for you see that it has always lived upon this world, never aware.
…
You hear something. Your brother, sensing you. He laughs and says he will devour me. No surprise, for that is what he is. You will welcome Death, if only to get out of this indignity.
…
Your brother calls to something.
Something far away. Something beyond this pathetic galaxy. You see it. You see Them. hunger
A Great Devourer.
You smile. If you could, you would laugh.
In the meantime, you will wait.
Perhaps the Gold One will make a mistake. Perhaps not. It does not matter, for the C'tan have won.
Unicron has made sure of that.
AN: I was inspired
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Sir LagsAlot
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So uh have we invented these yet?:
Because if we have yet too grabbing these two techs that improve the capabilities of cogitators by hundreds of thousands of fold might just be a good idea. Just maybe.
This just might be a good thing to grab as well considering it does about the same thing for memory.
Because if we have yet too grabbing these two techs that improve the capabilities of cogitators by hundreds of thousands of fold might just be a good idea. Just maybe.
This just might be a good thing to grab as well considering it does about the same thing for memory.
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... Holy shit. That is... beautiful.
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I wonder, what would the Void Dragon and Unicron think of Primus in this setting?
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With quite a bit of disgust thrown in I think, due to him literally shaving off parts of his own essence to empower the Transformer's Sparks.
Sir LagsAlot
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Isn't the Void Dragon trapped within Mars just a shard and not the actual C'tan? And are you referring to the Outsider when the Void Dragon attempts to contact another C'tan or just the one from TempesK's omake?
I don't think its ever said if the Void Dragon is a shard or the full C'tan.
In Transformers Prime, Unicron, a universe eater, is sealed within Earth's core. If Primus is a C'tan, then Unicron would be a C'tan. Note that in Transformers lore, Unicron exists in all universes. I think. Or in universes where Primus exists.
And Unicron is reaching out to the Tyranids.
Meh. Thats why its titled so non-canon it hurts. I don't expect this to get the Canon tag.
I also wanted to give a reason for why the Void Dragon tried to book it to Earth.
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Sir LagsAlot
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*Scratches head* Alright I was trying to be polite but it is just a Void Dragon shard sealed under Mars as shown by the fact that the Void Dragon was stated to be among the C'tan that were shattered into shards.
Also yes before you ask I am a proud member of the fun police and a part of the military lore police.
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You and me both man. Prime Megatron is awesome, but BW Megatron is still tops as a villain to me. Yeeeeesssss...
And heh, with Predaking and the Beast-formers; Primal, Rattrap, Dinobot, et al, are all possible cameos.
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...I don't think its actually confirmed that the Void Dragon is splintered. Thats why its such a big deal thats its sealed in the heart of the Imperium.*Scratches head* Alright I was trying to be polite but it is just a Void Dragon shard sealed under Mars as shown by the fact that the Void Dragon was stated to be among the C'tan that were shattered into shards.
Also yes before you ask I am a proud member of the fun police and a part of the military lore police.
That, and it looks like the Void Dragon is so powerful that what the Necrons believed to be a small shard of the Void Dragon was able to lay waste to an entire Necron Dynasty. The Void Dragon on Mars is probably the largest shard of the Void Dragon. Like, not all shards would be equal in power. And i wouldn't be surprised if the Void Dragon figured out a way to connect to any shards it has. Universal Genocidal Wi-fi.
Anyway, I'm done arguing about this. It's non canon. End of story.
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At least it was a good read. And you got your +10 bonus roll! Anyways jeez louisse where did all y'all get so motivated to write omakes?
I'm glad people like my drunken ramblings. I actually don't think I've claimed my bonus for the last omake I wrote. And I have no idea what to put my points into.
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There's a White Dwarf article stating it's a shard. Also I didn't get to say it before but good omake.
Also I knew I was forgetting something. Wind-Up Citrus in light of the coming update and system change I reinstate you back into the Adeptus Mathmatica and gift you your arms back. Finally ending your almost two month long absence from the core, redeeming you in the eyes of the calculator god and restoring what was thought lost to you after the first great meme war. Now rise my sister of the dying system and reclaim your place at my side as we prepare ourselves for the unthinkable horrors to come. For we are but the few who stand against the untold vastness emptiness of the arithmetic. And it is our sworn duty to preserve the mind, body, soul and sanity of those who could not bear this burden on their own. Rise Wind-Up Citrus not as a Daemonette not as a soul of vengeance not as a member of sufficient velocity. But as the true bastion against the darkness as you were always meant to be. And find your brothers of the Adeptus Mathmatica standing with straight back and open arms rejoicing with your return to your once and always true place in a galaxy that has only ever know...WAR.
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Oh man, I'm just picturing Emps and Malcador talking about this latest find, while Magnus is just listening in slack-jawed. Malcador is incredibly smug. "See Conan, if you'd actually followed my advice, we'd be neck-deep in advancements by now. Your little girl has managed to not only find a benevolent C'tan; but also made contact with a race of robotic beings that have powerful enough soul presence that not even the most hidebound Mechanicus cultist can deny it; without showing that they are completely deluded and therefore unfit for their positions."
Emps is just massaging his temples, looking like he's suppressing a headache by sheer force of will.
Magnus doesn't know what to think of an entire civilization of Beta level psykers that have their power so diffused that the only thing they can really use it for is their own highly specialized form of biomancy.
Emps is just massaging his temples, looking like he's suppressing a headache by sheer force of will.
Magnus doesn't know what to think of an entire civilization of Beta level psykers that have their power so diffused that the only thing they can really use it for is their own highly specialized form of biomancy.
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Wouldn't Biomancy help with that? Isn't that why he always has the same facial expression all the time? (jk)
next: lets fine Persona! (jk again)
But seriously, our healthcare is so ridiculously advanced now, the only civ that will outdo us is one where everyone has a personal guardian angel.
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*dons war spreadsheets* Let's do dis.
Ironically it's exactly why the Nurgle Cultists are so happy. The more healthy and durable people are the more able people can take receive Nurgle's gifts.