Seeing Chaos: A Jujutsu Kaisen/WH40K Quest
- Thread starter Azremodehar
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[X] "Now let's string this guy up and get some answers."
Fayhem
Definitely not an escaped SCP
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*found him
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-[X] Actually go check on Davus and Calvara.
Shouldn't take long, and I think it'll be good for Gojo's mental stability to develop more than one paranoid Inquisitor as a point of interpersonal contact sooner rather than later. No time like the present to get started on that.
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[X] While we wait, why not compare some notes? Curses are still Curses, but things have changed a lot in 38 millennia.
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[X] While we wait, why not compare some notes? Curses are still Curses, but things have changed a lot in 38 millennia.
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[X] While we wait, why not compare some notes? Curses are still Curses, but things have changed a lot in 38 millennia.
Blackangel
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[X] While we wait, why not compare some notes? Curses are still Curses, but things have changed a lot in 38 millennia.
I'm honestly curious about his reaction. Some stuff would seem normal, fly heads, distorted human shaped demons(mutants), etc. but what about someone like Jogo? A demon that is literally a volcano. He'd take it well I bet but it'd be interesting to hear.
I'm honestly curious about his reaction. Some stuff would seem normal, fly heads, distorted human shaped demons(mutants), etc. but what about someone like Jogo? A demon that is literally a volcano. He'd take it well I bet but it'd be interesting to hear.
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you know something interesting , everyone knows how OP limitless is but no is realizing the implications of the 6 eyes in 40k in the hands of a psyker , as the biggest limit on a psyker is their ability to control , comprehend and manage their warp born powers but the 6 eyes trivializes this to the point that becoming an alpha class psyker Omnimancer with perfect control is something Gojo can do pull with such ease as to make the literal 10s of billions of psykers before him roll in their mass graves with such power that if you can harness it would win imperium the galaxy
like Gojo using all psyker disciplines is such a massive boost in power and versatility that the only reason I won't say he breaks the setting is because this isn't an outside context problem
like here is some of the cool stuff Gojo could learn from the imperial telepathica via inquisition resources and authorization
biomancy - near complete control of biology yours or that of others (total control with the 6 eyes), fixing his inability to heal others , enhancing himself in new ways , bolts of warp empowered bio electric lightning , making his enemies blood boil in their bodies , straight up pupating them via controlling their physical bodies ..ect
Divination - (this one is going to be really busted with the 6 eyes so much so that Gojo will run circles around most other diviners in the galaxy and few who are the very best, oldest and most powerful they will only be profoundly frustrated) . as what he can do with it
- scrying , pretty much what it says divining the present , the 6 eyes means the quality ,range and accuracy of Gojo's scrying will legend
- foretelling the future, same as above
-Combate precognition , in a fight you know your enemies move before they even think to make them , its the trick the jedi do to reflect blaster blots
-post cognition . its about looking into the past to uncover knowledge and secrets
-probability manipulation, here we are entering the really scary stuff for a good diviner can tell which side a coin is going to land on but a great one decided where, when and how that coin is going to land before it even gets tossed
Sanctic Demonology , this is only available to learn for psykers with the inquisition's say so , its about manipulating raw warp energies directly , it lets its users close warp rifts ,banish weak demons, weaken strong demons, disrupt a psykers connection to the warp , step through time to cover distance, directly mess with a target's soul , become your own personal galler field , teleport , phase through walls , slow down time in a localized area , accelerate your own passage of time , mess with your personal time line to make injuries go away as if they haven't happened..ect , its a pretty powerful psyker discipline buts also one of the most dangerous with the highest turn over rates for those who practice it as your more or less trying to do by learning what demons and warp beings do naturally by instinct and often then try to compete with them in that field
like Gojo using all psyker disciplines is such a massive boost in power and versatility that the only reason I won't say he breaks the setting is because this isn't an outside context problem
like here is some of the cool stuff Gojo could learn from the imperial telepathica via inquisition resources and authorization
biomancy - near complete control of biology yours or that of others (total control with the 6 eyes), fixing his inability to heal others , enhancing himself in new ways , bolts of warp empowered bio electric lightning , making his enemies blood boil in their bodies , straight up pupating them via controlling their physical bodies ..ect
Divination - (this one is going to be really busted with the 6 eyes so much so that Gojo will run circles around most other diviners in the galaxy and few who are the very best, oldest and most powerful they will only be profoundly frustrated) . as what he can do with it
- scrying , pretty much what it says divining the present , the 6 eyes means the quality ,range and accuracy of Gojo's scrying will legend
- foretelling the future, same as above
-Combate precognition , in a fight you know your enemies move before they even think to make them , its the trick the jedi do to reflect blaster blots
-post cognition . its about looking into the past to uncover knowledge and secrets
-probability manipulation, here we are entering the really scary stuff for a good diviner can tell which side a coin is going to land on but a great one decided where, when and how that coin is going to land before it even gets tossed
Sanctic Demonology , this is only available to learn for psykers with the inquisition's say so , its about manipulating raw warp energies directly , it lets its users close warp rifts ,banish weak demons, weaken strong demons, disrupt a psykers connection to the warp , step through time to cover distance, directly mess with a target's soul , become your own personal galler field , teleport , phase through walls , slow down time in a localized area , accelerate your own passage of time , mess with your personal time line to make injuries go away as if they haven't happened..ect , its a pretty powerful psyker discipline buts also one of the most dangerous with the highest turn over rates for those who practice it as your more or less trying to do by learning what demons and warp beings do naturally by instinct and often then try to compete with them in that field
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"Now let's string this guy up and get some answers." You rub your hands together as you say it, grinning your very evillest grin, the one that makes anyone less hardened and stoic than Nanami flinch.
"You were serious about hanging him upside down," Elias says, not at all bothered by the smile. "In that case, maybe we should move to the fortress dungeons. They should have proper interrogation rooms there as well."
Proper interrogation rooms in a dungeon. Well. It makes sense, you guess. Still, it seems somehow less... well, less fun to do it that way. Not that fun is at all the objective here, but it's always a consideration in your mind, all the time, except in the most serious of cases. (And even then, there's a tiny, miniscule portion of your mind devoted to the fun of a challenge, to the joy of using your powers, to the fulfillment you find in being who and what you are.) Fun aside, you have also been enjoying the sunlight (slightly more blue than the light on Earth, but similar enough) streaming in through the big picture window (now sporting a small hole, and a breeze, and--)
There's an idea.
"Or we could hang him out the hole," you point out. "People tend not to like that. Even more than being hung out in mid-air."
"I take it you know this from experience," Elias says dryly.
"This isn't my first interrogation," you reply.
"It sounds as though you employ some rather non-standard techniques." His words make your lips quirk a little.
"That's me," you say. "All-around non-standard. Ugh, you're right," you admit. "There's nowhere here to hang him from. Let's check out the dungeons." Though you have mixed feelings about dungeons to begin with, you can't deny that you are curious about what a future dungeon might have in it.
Twenty minutes later, you are rather disappointed to find that a future dungeon (with its staff summarily shoved into cells for later evaluation. Not terribly humane, but maybe the best option right now) isn't really all that different from a stereotypical medieval dungeon--just with high-tech locks instead of anything more mundane. At least they have a pulley in the ceiling for the Commissar, but you are distinctly unimpressed, and by the look on his face, so is Elias.
"This is really lame," you opine, pointing at the dungeon in general.
"I suppose it wasn't designed to contain anything more than a handful of mundane dissidents, or fractious PDF members," Elias replies. "There are better equipped facilities at the actual prisons and jails of the world, and the... location we first met also has superior facilities."
"We could just go there," you say, even as you start stripping the Commissar. He doesn't need that fancy hat, or the coat--ooh, there's stuff in the pockets--or his boots... Elias considers it for a moment, before shaking his head.
"We should maintain control of the fortress," he says, as he joins you in stripping the Commissar of all his weapons, including disabling a small gun hidden in his prosthetic hand. The man may be working with daemons, but that is objectively cool. "And be available to provide Captain Carrigen support if the need should arise."
"Yeah, I guess that's a point," you allow. "The Captain and his men-"
"-brothers-"
"-brothers, sure, seem pretty competent to me. They were holding off a nasty siege with unknown men on the inside before I showed up." You run the tactical layout of the battlefield back through your mind, considering what you saw at the time. "They They would have lost, but they were making a good show of it."
"They would have lost? Are you certain?" Elias hands him the manacled end of a long chain, and you secure it on the Commissar's ankle, before repeating the process with a second one for the other. His hands just get secured behind his back, before you rather effortlessly pull him up to dangle from the ceiling, his face right at head height to you and Elias.
"Positive," you reply. "The big guy was tearing them up, and there was a siege engine, against a bunch of guys in armour, on foot."
"Yes, the chapter's armour was already deployed to other locations," Elias says. "I believe that it was thought that thge fortress' armaments would be sufficient to hold off any assault..." He trails off, and frowns. "In light of the new information we have, I am going to have to regard any information we got from the governor's office to be poisoned. Damn." That's the voice of a man who has just realised that he's going to be reviewing a lot of paperwork.
"You're going to have to review a lot of paperwork," you observe out loud. Elias shoots you a jaundiced look. You give him a toothy grin in return. "Let's wake this guy up."
Without waiting for Elias' reply, you jab the Commissar with your cursed energy just so, and the man comes awake with a gasp, and confused, wild eyes.
"Wha..." he croaks, before his eyes light on first you, and then on Elias, who is doing his very best to look imposing. It's a pretty good best, he's a broad-shouldered man, and the battle-scarred light armour he wears helps with the overall effect. He holds his head high, and looks down his nose just a little at the Commissar. Said worthy blanches, but then rallies: "What is the meaning of this?!" He tries to say more, but blinks hard, and shakes his head.
"The meaning, Commissar--I do apologise, Mister--Leonid is that I have determined you to be guilty of heresy: consorting with daemons and serving--"
"Ha! A likely story," the Commissar--ex-Commissar?--interjects. His face grows redder by the second, thanks to being hung upside down. "Typical Fuzeyr, using his rank to push people around. You were never cut out to be an Inquisitor--"
"But I was," Elias says, cutting him off coolly. "And I am. And you are guilty of corrupting an Imperial official. All that remains is to find out just how guilty."
It looks like Elias is going to enjoy this.
[] Leave him to it...
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"You were serious about hanging him upside down," Elias says, not at all bothered by the smile. "In that case, maybe we should move to the fortress dungeons. They should have proper interrogation rooms there as well."
Proper interrogation rooms in a dungeon. Well. It makes sense, you guess. Still, it seems somehow less... well, less fun to do it that way. Not that fun is at all the objective here, but it's always a consideration in your mind, all the time, except in the most serious of cases. (And even then, there's a tiny, miniscule portion of your mind devoted to the fun of a challenge, to the joy of using your powers, to the fulfillment you find in being who and what you are.) Fun aside, you have also been enjoying the sunlight (slightly more blue than the light on Earth, but similar enough) streaming in through the big picture window (now sporting a small hole, and a breeze, and--)
There's an idea.
"Or we could hang him out the hole," you point out. "People tend not to like that. Even more than being hung out in mid-air."
"I take it you know this from experience," Elias says dryly.
"This isn't my first interrogation," you reply.
"It sounds as though you employ some rather non-standard techniques." His words make your lips quirk a little.
"That's me," you say. "All-around non-standard. Ugh, you're right," you admit. "There's nowhere here to hang him from. Let's check out the dungeons." Though you have mixed feelings about dungeons to begin with, you can't deny that you are curious about what a future dungeon might have in it.
Twenty minutes later, you are rather disappointed to find that a future dungeon (with its staff summarily shoved into cells for later evaluation. Not terribly humane, but maybe the best option right now) isn't really all that different from a stereotypical medieval dungeon--just with high-tech locks instead of anything more mundane. At least they have a pulley in the ceiling for the Commissar, but you are distinctly unimpressed, and by the look on his face, so is Elias.
"This is really lame," you opine, pointing at the dungeon in general.
"I suppose it wasn't designed to contain anything more than a handful of mundane dissidents, or fractious PDF members," Elias replies. "There are better equipped facilities at the actual prisons and jails of the world, and the... location we first met also has superior facilities."
"We could just go there," you say, even as you start stripping the Commissar. He doesn't need that fancy hat, or the coat--ooh, there's stuff in the pockets--or his boots... Elias considers it for a moment, before shaking his head.
"We should maintain control of the fortress," he says, as he joins you in stripping the Commissar of all his weapons, including disabling a small gun hidden in his prosthetic hand. The man may be working with daemons, but that is objectively cool. "And be available to provide Captain Carrigen support if the need should arise."
"Yeah, I guess that's a point," you allow. "The Captain and his men-"
"-brothers-"
"-brothers, sure, seem pretty competent to me. They were holding off a nasty siege with unknown men on the inside before I showed up." You run the tactical layout of the battlefield back through your mind, considering what you saw at the time. "They They would have lost, but they were making a good show of it."
"They would have lost? Are you certain?" Elias hands him the manacled end of a long chain, and you secure it on the Commissar's ankle, before repeating the process with a second one for the other. His hands just get secured behind his back, before you rather effortlessly pull him up to dangle from the ceiling, his face right at head height to you and Elias.
"Positive," you reply. "The big guy was tearing them up, and there was a siege engine, against a bunch of guys in armour, on foot."
"Yes, the chapter's armour was already deployed to other locations," Elias says. "I believe that it was thought that thge fortress' armaments would be sufficient to hold off any assault..." He trails off, and frowns. "In light of the new information we have, I am going to have to regard any information we got from the governor's office to be poisoned. Damn." That's the voice of a man who has just realised that he's going to be reviewing a lot of paperwork.
"You're going to have to review a lot of paperwork," you observe out loud. Elias shoots you a jaundiced look. You give him a toothy grin in return. "Let's wake this guy up."
Without waiting for Elias' reply, you jab the Commissar with your cursed energy just so, and the man comes awake with a gasp, and confused, wild eyes.
"Wha..." he croaks, before his eyes light on first you, and then on Elias, who is doing his very best to look imposing. It's a pretty good best, he's a broad-shouldered man, and the battle-scarred light armour he wears helps with the overall effect. He holds his head high, and looks down his nose just a little at the Commissar. Said worthy blanches, but then rallies: "What is the meaning of this?!" He tries to say more, but blinks hard, and shakes his head.
"The meaning, Commissar--I do apologise, Mister--Leonid is that I have determined you to be guilty of heresy: consorting with daemons and serving--"
"Ha! A likely story," the Commissar--ex-Commissar?--interjects. His face grows redder by the second, thanks to being hung upside down. "Typical Fuzeyr, using his rank to push people around. You were never cut out to be an Inquisitor--"
"But I was," Elias says, cutting him off coolly. "And I am. And you are guilty of corrupting an Imperial official. All that remains is to find out just how guilty."
It looks like Elias is going to enjoy this.
[] Leave him to it...
[] ...and have a look around down here.
[] ...take a minute to self-assess.
[] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
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A bit short this time, sorry guys.
[X] Leave him to it..
-[X] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
Let's leave the Commissar do his thing for now, and check on the dudes we left behind.
-[X] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
Let's leave the Commissar do his thing for now, and check on the dudes we left behind.
[X] Help out; stringing him up was your idea after all.
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[X] Leave him to it..
-[X] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
-[X] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
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[X] Leave him to it..
-[X] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
-[X] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
[X] Leave him to it
-[x] go check on davus and calvara
unless you got some important story lore in the guy, there is no point in extending this storyline anymore after the governor was found to be possessed, let the other chick hand-feed information that suddenly becomes relevant or something, and let Gojo go fuck people up
-[x] go check on davus and calvara
unless you got some important story lore in the guy, there is no point in extending this storyline anymore after the governor was found to be possessed, let the other chick hand-feed information that suddenly becomes relevant or something, and let Gojo go fuck people up
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[X] Leave him to it..
-[X] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
-[X] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
[X] ...and have a look around down here.
[X] ...take a minute to self-assess.
[X] ...take a minute to self-assess.
ExploerTM
Ruin has found you at last!
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[X] Leave him to it..
-[X] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
Yeah, Elias got it. Given that there were no attempts of communication (or to boil Leonid's brains as a precaution) we can assume heretic is secured enough. Shouldnt take long to dip away and get back.
-[X] ...go check on Davus and Calvara.
Yeah, Elias got it. Given that there were no attempts of communication (or to boil Leonid's brains as a precaution) we can assume heretic is secured enough. Shouldnt take long to dip away and get back.
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I don't know how you do it, but despite this fic consisting of a single joke (gojo op) it's remained consistently entertaining. Take all the time you need man.