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Seeing Chaos: A Jujutsu Kaisen/WH40K Quest

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[X] Time to blow his future mind--tell him.

Gojo is proud but not stupid. He knows there is a lot he doesn't know. He needs a network, food, a place to sleep and a source of info and potentially gear. This inquisitor is our best bet at those, both in and out of character.
 
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    • "Heisei 30," you tell him cheekily, before adding, "Or, to put it in a more familiar way, the 18th year of the 2nd millennium." It visibly takes his mind a second to process what you just said.


    "Impossible--" he starts, and you interject. You can't help it.


    "Not really. The Prison Realm kept whoever's in it alive, awake, and bored to tears until they kill themselves," you explain, waggling a finger. "And since I was never going to do that, I just stayed there, waiting for someone to open it." You make finger guns at him, grinning again. "'Someone' in this case being you. Which, I've already mentioned was really lucky for you, since you have this curse problem, and I happen to be the best there is at exorcising curses. Daemons, I mean." You pay attention to his reactions as you 'ramble', and you can see the moment he realises the implications of what you have told him:


    You have been awake and aware for almost forty thousand years.


    He takes an involuntary half-step back, weight shifting to the balls of his feet, and he turns the ring around his finger again, once, twice. Back the other way, once twice.


    "Assuming I believe you-" you nod encouragingly "-that you have been awake for over thirty-eight thousand years. No mortal man can live that long."


    "I haven't exactly been living, now I?" you point out. "Now, about those daemons." Seriously, there's another wave coming this way, and the cursed energy is still building up, and you'd like to cut this mess off before it gets any worse, but in order to do that, you need information.


    "What about them?" the sorcerer asks, turning his ring again. Once, twice.


    "What are the other forces fighting them? How many sorcerers do we have on the ground? Are there any other big guys with power armour running around? Why don't you have a veil up around the area?" you start, counting the questions off on your fingers. This is just the start. You have more.


    [] Write in up to three more questions for this yahoo.


    "Sorcerers--I assume you mean psykers," the man starts, turning his ring again. Once, twice.


    "If that's the future word for us, sure, psykers." Funny, since the term 'sorcerer' exists in this language, but the knowledge gained as you came out of the Prison Realm does tell you that 'psyker' is more acceptable... "People who fight daemons, exorcise them, protect the non-psykers from their depredations?"


    The man gives you another frown, this one half-confused, half-wary, looking at you like something dangerous. At least he has that part right.


    "Psykers fight daemons, to be sure, but half the time they are the source of daemon invasions. Rather than protection, they are a risk," he declares.


    "Don't you mean 'we'?" You're in no mood to let him get away with pretending to not be a sorcerer--as psyker. Not when there's another army of curses bearing down on your location as you speak.


    "How-" his eyes flick to the discarded staff in the corner "-never mind. We, then, are a risk."


    "Sounds like things have changed a lot," you muse aloud, tapping your chin thoughtfully. For sorcerers to somehow become the source of curses--well. You suppose it's possible, if, for some reason, they were untrained or poorly trained or improperly trained, then maybe instead of circulating in a controlled fashion, their cursed energy joined the rest produced by humanity, and the greater volume naturally produced a greater volume of curses...?


    Maybe. You guess. Ultimately though, it...


    [] Sounds like a skill issue.
    [] Is a mystery that you'll have to solve later.
    [] Something else? (Write in.)


    "Was it not so, in your time?" the man asks. You shake your head, and raise a finger as you reply.


    "It's common knowledge that sorcerers can't produce curses," you explain. "Because our cursed energy--or whatever you call it here in the future, the mega super power that lets you throw lightning, or me be better--is under control, and circulating-" you twirl your raised finger descriptively "-instead of leaking out with our emotions, we, unlike non-sorcerers--sorry, non-psykers--don't contribute to the general miasma of negativity that spawns curses." Your voice takes on its lecturing tone all on its own; you've spent long enough as a teacher that you just can't help it.


    "Warp energy, or psychic energy," the man provides, and it occurs to you that maybe you should get his name.


    [] Yeah.
    [] Nah.


    "And that 'misasma' you speak of--that is the Warp. The home of Chaos, and the source of daemons." You smack your fist into your palm.


    "Ah! Where the Warp rift leads, I see." The man inclines his head. Turns his ring once more, twice. It glints again, a tiny flicker of light--ah. A hypnotic device. You had been wondering.


    [] Play along.
    [] Call him on it.
    [] Something else? (Write in.)

    The eye you have on the incoming army--twice the size of the previous one--notes that it is coming closer, but you still have some time before it reaches the people on the battlefield.
     
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    • [X] Write in up to three more questions for this yahoo.
    -[X] Why don't you have a veil up
    -[X] What's with the power-armor guys, last I remember modern weaponry was useless against curses, did you guys advance technology enough to actually be able to fight curses with them
    -[X] Actually can non-psykers see these curses as well
    [X] Is a mystery that you'll have to solve later.
    [X] Yeah.
    [X] Call him on it.
     
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    [X] Write in up to three more questions for this yahoo.
    -[X] Why don't you have a veil up
    -[X] What's with the power-armor guys, last I remember modern weaponry was useless against curses, did you guys advance technology enough to actually be able to fight curses with them
    -[X] Actually can non-psykers see these curses as well
    [X] Is a mystery that you'll have to solve later.
    [X] Yeah.
    [X] Call him on it.
     
    @Azremodehar threadmark, trust me it's important to threadmark the chapters it lets people know that you posted an update. The audience on this site is used to ignoring nonthreadmarked posts from the OP so most of them probably don't even know an update happened.

    [X] Write in up to three more questions for this yahoo.
    -[X] Why don't you have a veil up
    -[X] What's with the power-armor guys, last I remember modern weaponry was useless against curses, did you guys advance technology enough to actually be able to fight curses with them
    -[X] Actually can non-psykers see these curses as well
    [X] Is a mystery that you'll have to solve later.
    [X] Yeah.
    [X] Call him on it.
     
    [X] Write in up to three more questions for this yahoo.
    -[X] Why don't you have a veil up
    -[X] What's with the power-armor guys, last I remember modern weaponry was useless against curses, did you guys advance technology enough to actually be able to fight curses with them
    -[X] Actually can non-psykers see these curses as well
    [X] Is a mystery that you'll have to solve later.
    [X] Yeah.
    [X] Call him on it.
     
    Don't forget to threadmark.

    [X] Write in up to three more questions for this yahoo.
    -[X] Why don't you have a veil up
    -[X] What's with the power-armor guys, last I remember modern weaponry was useless against curses, did you guys advance technology enough to actually be able to fight curses with them
    -[X] Actually can non-psykers see these curses as well
    [X] Is a mystery that you'll have to solve later.
    [X] Yeah.
    [X] Call him on
     
    [X] Write in up to three more questions for this yahoo.
    -[X] Why don't you have a veil up
    -[X] What's with the power-armor guys, last I remember modern weaponry was useless against curses, did you guys advance technology enough to actually be able to fight curses with them
    -[X] Actually can non-psykers see these curses as well
    [X] Is a mystery that you'll have to solve later.
    [X] Yeah.
    [X] Call him on
     
    [X] Write in up to three more questions for this yahoo.
    -[X] Why don't you have a veil up
    -[X] What's with the power-armor guys, last I remember modern weaponry was useless against curses, did you guys advance technology enough to actually be able to fight curses with them
    -[X] Actually can non-psykers see these curses as well
    [X] Is a mystery that you'll have to solve later.
    [X] Yeah.
    [X] Call him on it.
     
    [X] Write in up to three more questions for this yahoo.
    -[X] Why don't you have a veil up
    -[X] What's with the power-armor guys, last I remember modern weaponry was useless against curses, did you guys advance technology enough to actually be able to fight curses with them
    -[X] Actually can non-psykers see these curses as well
    [X] Is a mystery that you'll have to solve later.
    [X] Yeah.
    [X] Call him on it.
     
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    • "Still waiting on those numbers," you inform the man, and he gives you yet another frown. You're starting to wonder how many he has--and how many you can get, if you just needle him right. It'll be a fun game to entertain yourself with in between disappointingly weak curses. Daemons.


    "I don't know," he admits. "Significantly fewer than we had this morning, at least commensurate with the rest of the troop losses, I would presume." At your raised eyebrow, he reluctantly gives you the numbers.


    Those are some big numbers.


    Too big. Not too big to comprehend, not for you, but your understanding of war is a matter of hundreds and thousands, not hundreds of thousands. Much less the millions that this conflict--and that's what it is, a conflict, not just some battle, or skirmish, or duel--is climbing towards.


    "Well, shit."


    The less said about the look your statement gets, the better.


    "I reiterate my question: why haven't you put a veil up around the source and at least keep it contained?" Pause. "Hey, what's your name, anyway?" It's starting to bother you.


    "You may call me Inquisitor Elias," the man replies. "What is a veil? I gather from context that it is some manner of ward, or barrier."


    Shit. They've forgotten about veils?


    "Shit. You've forgotten about veils? Yeah, they're barriers, you can cast just a basic veil that keeps curses in, and prevents non-sor--psykers from noticing anything going on while you do the dirty work, or you can set certain parameters, or power them up--or both, and sometimes you have to. So, Inquisitor Elias, who obviously knows what barriers and wards are, why aren't there any up?"


    He grits his teeth, and glares at you, before he sighs.


    "I'm the strongest psyker on the planet, and there is no way that I could create a ward or barrier strong enough to contain a Warp rift," he admits. "I opened that box hoping that it would be something that could somehow help with this situation."


    "I guess you got what you were looking for," you tell him cheerfully. "But you're wrong about one thing. You're not the strongest psyker on the planet. I am."


    Elias gives you a thoughtful once-over, before meeting your eyes without flinching. You give him credit for that.


    "I believe that," he says. Turns his ring again, once, twice, and you know what? That's getting old.


    "Can you stop trying to hypnotise me now?" Elias starts, thumb stilling on his ring. "It won't work," you add.


    "It usually does," he says, a tacit admission of the attempt.


    "It's mostly just annoying," you say. "So cut it out. We have better things to do." That second wave of curses is getting closer this whole time. It's very tempting to just go take care of them, but they aren't quite close enough to be a threat to the other people out there yet.


    Speaking of those people...


    "There's still another sor--psyker out there, a guy in power armour, and a whole bunch of guys with laser guns," you tell him. He looks very briefly startled, but hides it well.


    "What--" he starts, but you keep going.


    "I was wondering, since you said there aren't very many psykers, how everyone seems to be able to see curses--sorry, daemons--and even affect them? Are they all using cursed tools and equipment?"


    "I would hope not," Elias responds immediately, alarm evident in his frown this time. "Did they look cursed?"


    "No, they looked perfectly mundane," you assure him. And you'd know. But it doesn't hurt to ask; you're not sure how else it would work. Maybe curses are vulnerable to future lasers and giant chainsaws? "But they did seem to be able to affect the daemons."


    "They can be banished back to the Warp, but nothing can truly kill them," Elias says. Obviously, he doesn't say. You wave him off.


    "But they can do something, and they can see daemons."


    "I take it it was not so in your time," Elias says, dryly.


    "Nope." You pop the P, deliberately obnoxious. "Only sorcerers. So... something has changed in the past few tens of thousands of years. Who would've thought?" It has to be a pretty big change, though, to allow anyone--everyone?--to see and interact with curses. It means that everyone has some level of usable cursed energy, even if it's just a tiny bit.


    You can't help but think of the possibility of Tengen's merger with humanity, and that this, maybe, is the result.


    "Many things have changed, since your time." Elias seems to have accepted that fact, or at least is pretending to for now. "But you were right before--we have more important things to worry about."


    "Like the guy in power armour--he was doing a pretty good job against those daemons. After I stunned them, anyway."


    "One of the Adeptus Astartes--a space marine of the Vorpal Swords chapter," Elias replies. "They came to the aid of this world when the call for help went out--as did I. For all the good we've done," he adds bitterly.


    [] Reassure him--he let you out of the box, so he has manifestly made a difference.
    [] Remain silent on the matter.
    [] Something else? (Write in.)


    The horde draws ever closer; you could intercept them now, and keep them off the other people, those soldiers and the injured psyker (you're pretty sure the 'space marine'--so cool--will just keep having a good time).


    [] Time to lay waste.
    -[] Alone.
    -[] Bring Elias with you; he could use a demonstration.
    [] Let them get closer.
    [] Something else? (Write in.)
     
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    • [X] Reassure him--he let you out of the box, so he has manifestly made a difference.
    [X] Time to lay waste.
    -[X] Bring Elias with you; he could use a demonstration.
     
    [X] Reassure him--he let you out of the box, so he has manifestly made a difference.
    [X] Time to lay waste.
    -[X] Bring Elias with you; he could use a demonstration.

    Nothing reassures people like single handedly deleting an entire demon army.
     
    [X] Reassure him--he let you out of the box, so he has manifestly made a difference.
    [X] Time to lay waste.
    -[X] Bring Elias with you; he could use a demonstration.

    we aren't really playing in character unless we make as big a show as possible.
     
    [X] Reassure him--he let you out of the box, so he has manifestly made a difference.
    [X] Time to lay waste.
    -[X] Bring Elias with you; he could use a demonstration.
     
    [X] Reassure him--he let you out of the box, so he has manifestly made a difference.
    [X] Time to lay waste.
    -[X] Bring Elias with you; he could use a demonstration.
     
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