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there is probably spaceship bits. need those for tech.
Respect Your Elders v2 - Galactic Boogaloo [Warhammer Lizardmen Quest]
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Given we no longer need to throw everything we can spare at the Mind Fog come next turn, I say we put any remaining single digit numbers (1-9) of Slann on supporting purging operations. Cut down casualties a bit at least.
BungieONI
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You know that thought had crossed my mind too. (Along with the silly thought of "functioning power core? Wait no that's way too reactive. Dumb idea.")
Nix's Warden
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Quoting myself since someone missed the obvious.
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Oi, we need 10 for a full scouting of each continent, if we're going to do something it may as well be done immediately.
Nix's Warden
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Okay, I thought it was pretty freaking obvious, but now let me be so clear fucking glass is jealous.
First: No Eva, your wrong, we need 10 Slann for a bus search, and 20 for a clean sweep. You can pull up the WOG on that if you want, cause I'm not, since I'm literally in bed typing this on my phone.
Second @DarknessSmiles I EXPLICITLY stated my desire to scout the Northern Continent, BEFORE dropping a hi grade Ritual on it, so learn to read better.
Now good fucking night.
First: No Eva, your wrong, we need 10 Slann for a bus search, and 20 for a clean sweep. You can pull up the WOG on that if you want, cause I'm not, since I'm literally in bed typing this on my phone.
Second @DarknessSmiles I EXPLICITLY stated my desire to scout the Northern Continent, BEFORE dropping a hi grade Ritual on it, so learn to read better.
Now good fucking night.
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Is it too much to ask that you not become an asshole every other week in disagreements? Why is it that you devolve to being so rude over the most minor of things? You're a perfectly decent fellow most of the time, yet half the time there's a disagreement or argument you go from 1 to jackass over nothing.
And it doesn't change my point on not being able to accomplish any research projects immediately with 1-9 remaining Slann.
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Xantalos
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Depends on what amount of collateral damage to the continent you feel okay with inflicting. A mag 1 is just about enough to wreck any one of the factories Orkfred has, a mag 3 would hit all of them at once but also kinda shrek a substantial area of the continent in the process.
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I think that we may want to drop any free Slann on ensuring parasite does not get any of Lizardman brains.
We want, additionally, to look into its thing with gestalt soul to maybe implement a version of it for our non-Slann subspecies, or maybe get additional insight into what can be done with/by Communion itself.
We want, additionally, to look into its thing with gestalt soul to maybe implement a version of it for our non-Slann subspecies, or maybe get additional insight into what can be done with/by Communion itself.
Professor Vesca
Good News Everyone!
Two things: Our Slann already keep an eye on our lizardmen in their spare time.
And if we implement an oversoul we give potential threats one giant target that can affect all of our lizardmen at once as opposed to a whole bunch of little ones.
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I mean, they can try psychic attacks on lizardmen lol.
And, like, the thing with this oversoul, it seems, that the little ones are semi-independent still? Or not?
Nobody forces us to implement it, but it's worth looking into at least, no? To gather data.
Professor Vesca
Good News Everyone!
They are immune to corruption, not to getting so much power shoved into them that they explode. They can still be defeated in psychic duels, especially if daemons are involved.
But yes we should still research their oversoul. Who knows, they might know stuff about the pyramids and who made them. Heck they might even be the remnants of the guys who made them.
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This world is clearly artifically sculpted. Dollars to donuts it is an Old One planet.
The Sky Wanders I - Canon - BungieONI
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The Sky Wanders I
Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.
Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.
Sound heralded death on Mochantia. Death as rampant life hunted its food. Death as lesser beings became food. Death as mighty beasts clashed under the canopy. What now blotted out all instinct and base thought in atavistic terror was thus the greatest death anything had ever heard on the planet. Sublime earthquakes spoke of her coming hours ahead of her appearance over the horizon, even to the least of beasts.
She was old. Not as old as the youngest Slann, not as old as the Ayacamanik, but ancient all the same. In an age long gone on Mallus Mahultep of the Fifth Generation had presided over her birth to the fated behemoth Yoliztli and named her Iluikatl, after the sky she would grow to obscure.
Her mountainous layers of hide were black and stripped and patched in living green and grey scars. Iluikatl was so large that sand and dirt accumulated in the folds of her skin and built up on her gargantuan shoulders and back in deep layers. In that dirt the wind laid seeds and small creatures and the rains created shallow pools. As she wandered and explored her jungle, a forest grew on her like a cloak or shawl. Many generations of fleeting life called Iluikatl home and she paid them no heed.
To Iluikatl the emanations of her passing shaped the world around her in a whirling tapestry of echoes. Her great towering bones, taller than the tallest buildings and thrice as thick, conducted the rumbling of her passage up through her body. The leaves of the motile trees on her back were set to constantly twitching and shaking by its passing touch. Iluikatl knew from these immaterial heralds at a great distance what passed around her and was large enough to be worthy of her attention.
Beasts three times as large as a kroxigor ran from Iluikatl's course, noted and then ignored. Crushed if they struck at her in their panic beneath titanic feet. Iluikatl strode on four limbs on this day, leisurely dipping and bobbing her building sized head like the tide. As it bobbed she uprooted whole millennia trees a quarter of a kilometer high which came up to her knees, and calmly atomized them in her gnashing teeth the size of boulders and tanks while feeling nothing from the lashes of their paralytic vines.
While not a being blessed by motherhood like her parent before her, she was curious. She liked to know where her kin might be in the great and wide world. It pleased the heat within her to know these things. And she did not know, for she could not feel the avalanche thuds of their steps.
Nor could she taste them on the wind, her sensitive nose and slab of a tongue feeling only years old traces. And her great limpid eyes under brows the size and shape of mountain cliffs could not see their horizon breaking silhouette. This displeased Iluikatl and she rumbled, a blast of air released from her cavernous mouth that leveled trees and killed beasts for a half kilometer in front of her and splattered a passing flock of colorful sky eels. Slowly the booming of her stride slowed, the flocks of birds circling her forested back rising up and twirling in the air as Iluikatl ponderously rose upright with a great creaking and shaking and rain of dirt and water to the small valley her footsteps had made in the forest below.
Haaaaaaaaaah. Air rushed toward Iluikatl like the prelude to a mindbogglingly vast hurricane as her mouth expanded to twice its width. Light shone up from the deep pits of her multi-stomach and furnace warmth. This was not a light that heralded true death however.
Above her head clouds shifted and tore themselves to ribbons as they were sucked into her maw, to be consumed incidentally.
Grooooooooooooooooooooooaaannnnn!
A wave of sound comparable to a third of the force Lord Mazdamundi used to flatten the road between Heoxatl and Xlanhuapec blasted out from that deep abyss of heat. Shaking off the dirt and many trees from Iluikatl's august hide in a micro-cataclysm for the fleeting life on her shoulders. But that event was like dust in comparison to the oblong hole punched through the nearby clouds as her cataclysmic cry traveled for hundreds of kilometers and deafened anything within ten.
Iluikatl settled on her haunches, forelimbs tucked to her torso and enormous mouth levering closed. Her tail slammed down like a great river of flesh and bone and crushed the forest behind her for several hundred meters. Balanced like an ancient monolith, Iluikatl waited, head canted ever so slightly for such a large creature.
And waited.
And waited.
And waited until a distant -oooaaaaaan came back to her many hours later. Far over the horizon to the east that cry told of a distant relation. A fellow who reported good eating and a strong claim to her lands. There were no Threats. Life was calm, as it often was. Her journeys would carry her far away, a roaming hunt as was liked by all of Iluikatl's kin and Iluikatl herself.
Iluikatl was building to another great cry, to tell of her own journeys, when her hearing noted a disturbance. Something large was coming from the south, shaking the canopies of the trees. Many large things. Each the size of a dozen Kroxigors, there were hundreds of their footsteps shaking the forest. A small threat.
Gracefully for something so large Iluikatl stepped forward onto four limbs and began to trot. Kilometers disappeared beneath her stride as she closed the distance. The beasts, now that she could see them through the trees, were revealed to be large and hyperaggressive saurian creatures like the blending of a triceratops and razordon with a six limbed build. A familiar foe.
The fire within Iluikatl rose higher, the great lizard excited at the prospect of combat against so numerous a foe. She trumpeted a challenge, proclaiming for all to hear that doom had come.
And it did for these creatures. Iluikatl's first step amidst them broke the front ranks, squishing a dozen into bone paste and flesh jelly beneath her columnar foot. Another roar stunned several more as some began to clamber up her pillar like legs with their sharp claws. One step, two steps, Iluikatl jinked from side to side and the climbers were flung for a hundred meters through the air to slam into tree trunks and stones. While their comrades died underfoot, or were crushed between Iluikatl's jaws.
Iluikatl thundered and roared and stomped in an orgiastic burst of violence and crushed meat and splintered wood pulp. But more kept coming in a great herd, driven by confused territorial instincts to drive away the invader. Iluikatl could not know fear in her simple mind and even this flood of beast flesh would never overwhelm the massive beast and so she attacked relentlessly.
Deep within her belly a greater, vicious heat began to burn as the flame fed on the bodies of these creatures. Streams and brooks of blood flowed from a hundred hundred tiny cuts which meant nothing. The air thundered around Iluikatl as a low pressure front formed around the battle, pulling clouds in to silhouette the combatants. And then Iluikatl stepped back, once.
She then rose upright to her full height, almost two kilometers tall and inhaled. The sky darkened as the clouds rushed towards her. Her jaw unhinged like a snake preparing to swallow the world. And this time the beacon light shining over the forest like a false sun from that abyss was death.
KRAK-ATHOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!
Light, and heat like the furnace of a star bloomed in a sea of lashing inferno flames. Iluikatl smote her enemies with a blast of flame and smoke to shame Emperor Dragons, reducing everything for one hundred kilomters to ash in a sweeping field of destruction. Silence then reigned, except for the rushing of the wind caused by the great beasts calm breaths and the hissing rise of the smoke into dissipating clouds. She was satisfied.
***
A quick look at a Thunder Lizard. I figured with them being so big and important that the Slann would name them individually. So why not link her to my boy Mahultep since he's got a life facination.
Iluikatl means sky in Nahuatl and Yoliztli means fate.
Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.
Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.
Sound heralded death on Mochantia. Death as rampant life hunted its food. Death as lesser beings became food. Death as mighty beasts clashed under the canopy. What now blotted out all instinct and base thought in atavistic terror was thus the greatest death anything had ever heard on the planet. Sublime earthquakes spoke of her coming hours ahead of her appearance over the horizon, even to the least of beasts.
She was old. Not as old as the youngest Slann, not as old as the Ayacamanik, but ancient all the same. In an age long gone on Mallus Mahultep of the Fifth Generation had presided over her birth to the fated behemoth Yoliztli and named her Iluikatl, after the sky she would grow to obscure.
Her mountainous layers of hide were black and stripped and patched in living green and grey scars. Iluikatl was so large that sand and dirt accumulated in the folds of her skin and built up on her gargantuan shoulders and back in deep layers. In that dirt the wind laid seeds and small creatures and the rains created shallow pools. As she wandered and explored her jungle, a forest grew on her like a cloak or shawl. Many generations of fleeting life called Iluikatl home and she paid them no heed.
To Iluikatl the emanations of her passing shaped the world around her in a whirling tapestry of echoes. Her great towering bones, taller than the tallest buildings and thrice as thick, conducted the rumbling of her passage up through her body. The leaves of the motile trees on her back were set to constantly twitching and shaking by its passing touch. Iluikatl knew from these immaterial heralds at a great distance what passed around her and was large enough to be worthy of her attention.
Beasts three times as large as a kroxigor ran from Iluikatl's course, noted and then ignored. Crushed if they struck at her in their panic beneath titanic feet. Iluikatl strode on four limbs on this day, leisurely dipping and bobbing her building sized head like the tide. As it bobbed she uprooted whole millennia trees a quarter of a kilometer high which came up to her knees, and calmly atomized them in her gnashing teeth the size of boulders and tanks while feeling nothing from the lashes of their paralytic vines.
While not a being blessed by motherhood like her parent before her, she was curious. She liked to know where her kin might be in the great and wide world. It pleased the heat within her to know these things. And she did not know, for she could not feel the avalanche thuds of their steps.
Nor could she taste them on the wind, her sensitive nose and slab of a tongue feeling only years old traces. And her great limpid eyes under brows the size and shape of mountain cliffs could not see their horizon breaking silhouette. This displeased Iluikatl and she rumbled, a blast of air released from her cavernous mouth that leveled trees and killed beasts for a half kilometer in front of her and splattered a passing flock of colorful sky eels. Slowly the booming of her stride slowed, the flocks of birds circling her forested back rising up and twirling in the air as Iluikatl ponderously rose upright with a great creaking and shaking and rain of dirt and water to the small valley her footsteps had made in the forest below.
Haaaaaaaaaah. Air rushed toward Iluikatl like the prelude to a mindbogglingly vast hurricane as her mouth expanded to twice its width. Light shone up from the deep pits of her multi-stomach and furnace warmth. This was not a light that heralded true death however.
Above her head clouds shifted and tore themselves to ribbons as they were sucked into her maw, to be consumed incidentally.
Grooooooooooooooooooooooaaannnnn!
A wave of sound comparable to a third of the force Lord Mazdamundi used to flatten the road between Heoxatl and Xlanhuapec blasted out from that deep abyss of heat. Shaking off the dirt and many trees from Iluikatl's august hide in a micro-cataclysm for the fleeting life on her shoulders. But that event was like dust in comparison to the oblong hole punched through the nearby clouds as her cataclysmic cry traveled for hundreds of kilometers and deafened anything within ten.
Iluikatl settled on her haunches, forelimbs tucked to her torso and enormous mouth levering closed. Her tail slammed down like a great river of flesh and bone and crushed the forest behind her for several hundred meters. Balanced like an ancient monolith, Iluikatl waited, head canted ever so slightly for such a large creature.
And waited.
And waited.
And waited until a distant -oooaaaaaan came back to her many hours later. Far over the horizon to the east that cry told of a distant relation. A fellow who reported good eating and a strong claim to her lands. There were no Threats. Life was calm, as it often was. Her journeys would carry her far away, a roaming hunt as was liked by all of Iluikatl's kin and Iluikatl herself.
Iluikatl was building to another great cry, to tell of her own journeys, when her hearing noted a disturbance. Something large was coming from the south, shaking the canopies of the trees. Many large things. Each the size of a dozen Kroxigors, there were hundreds of their footsteps shaking the forest. A small threat.
Gracefully for something so large Iluikatl stepped forward onto four limbs and began to trot. Kilometers disappeared beneath her stride as she closed the distance. The beasts, now that she could see them through the trees, were revealed to be large and hyperaggressive saurian creatures like the blending of a triceratops and razordon with a six limbed build. A familiar foe.
The fire within Iluikatl rose higher, the great lizard excited at the prospect of combat against so numerous a foe. She trumpeted a challenge, proclaiming for all to hear that doom had come.
And it did for these creatures. Iluikatl's first step amidst them broke the front ranks, squishing a dozen into bone paste and flesh jelly beneath her columnar foot. Another roar stunned several more as some began to clamber up her pillar like legs with their sharp claws. One step, two steps, Iluikatl jinked from side to side and the climbers were flung for a hundred meters through the air to slam into tree trunks and stones. While their comrades died underfoot, or were crushed between Iluikatl's jaws.
Iluikatl thundered and roared and stomped in an orgiastic burst of violence and crushed meat and splintered wood pulp. But more kept coming in a great herd, driven by confused territorial instincts to drive away the invader. Iluikatl could not know fear in her simple mind and even this flood of beast flesh would never overwhelm the massive beast and so she attacked relentlessly.
Deep within her belly a greater, vicious heat began to burn as the flame fed on the bodies of these creatures. Streams and brooks of blood flowed from a hundred hundred tiny cuts which meant nothing. The air thundered around Iluikatl as a low pressure front formed around the battle, pulling clouds in to silhouette the combatants. And then Iluikatl stepped back, once.
She then rose upright to her full height, almost two kilometers tall and inhaled. The sky darkened as the clouds rushed towards her. Her jaw unhinged like a snake preparing to swallow the world. And this time the beacon light shining over the forest like a false sun from that abyss was death.
KRAK-ATHOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!
Light, and heat like the furnace of a star bloomed in a sea of lashing inferno flames. Iluikatl smote her enemies with a blast of flame and smoke to shame Emperor Dragons, reducing everything for one hundred kilomters to ash in a sweeping field of destruction. Silence then reigned, except for the rushing of the wind caused by the great beasts calm breaths and the hissing rise of the smoke into dissipating clouds. She was satisfied.
***
A quick look at a Thunder Lizard. I figured with them being so big and important that the Slann would name them individually. So why not link her to my boy Mahultep since he's got a life facination.
Iluikatl means sky in Nahuatl and Yoliztli means fate.
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BungieONI
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Kinda a bonus honestly.
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Mmm, speaking of native Mochantian creatures, is anyone else interested in expanding our aerial capabilities via exploiting this one?
Thanks for that Mochantian Bestiary by the way @BungieONI , it's most helpful.
Thanks for that Mochantian Bestiary by the way @BungieONI , it's most helpful.
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Nix's Warden
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I'm more interested in a Monster Hunter Rathalos tbh.
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Well, we could just aim for a general heavy/super-heavy aerial component for exploitation, might bring it up.
And Nix? Loosen up a bit.
Nix's Warden
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I feel perfectly justified for my responses last night as everything I was saying and planning had already been clearly stated. If you or anyone was else was confused that's on you not me.
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Yeah, well, it's not that as I said, it's the fact that you act like this again, and again, and again. Here and other quests. Your sudden out of nowhere belligerence and general dickishness with little to no push is not particularly appealing. Otherwise you're a joy to quest with. It'd be nice if you could stop that.
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Nix's Warden
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Kek. I am who I am and I am what life has made me. I'm well aware I'm an asshole atleast half the time and I really don't care.
CuttleFish2.0
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I really like how you captured the feel of sort of placid arrogance that's gotta come along with basically being at the top of basically all the food chains and them some. Also you do really well with portraying a deep inner life for your character both here and in your other pieces about the stranded saurus.
Xantalos
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I greatly appreciate your ridiculous amount of dedication and passion you invest into this quest - seriously, the amount of thought you've put into your plans and everything else is way over anything I've ever done for a quest I was participating in (save perhaps for the time I did a rewrite of Friend Like Me from Aladdin for a performance check vs the universe) - but there is a line between aggressively defending your position and berating other people with no justification. Please don't do the latter; if WOG ever needs to be reaffirmed or anything I'm happy to do so even if I've already stated it twenty times. It's not like this game exactly moves quickly, so there's no need to act like clarification or unclear questions wastes anyone's time or slows the game in any way. Be civil, please. Or defer the question to me if you feel your answer won't be.
Nix's Warden
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I love your quest man and its just the right mix of long term/short term planning and known about resources for me really sink my teeth into. I sure don't bother planning so far ahead or so extensively in any other quest I can tell you that.
*Shrug* It was mostly a reaction to me having to repeat myself, something I hate to do, and both Darkness and EVA asking me questions I had already answered literally as I was lying in bed to go sleep. Honestly I still feel like I was doing the former instead of the latter, cause I seriously posted my plan and the various possible Slann assignments, only for them to bring up shit I had already covered. Like I was totally berating people but it was fully justified in my mind.