I hear you people are illiterate about the warp and faith mechanics.
Have no fear! So am I!
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Introduction to Psyking
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Project "Are We The Baddies?"
DAY 1
--is this thing on? Oh, the light's blinking. This is Sanctioned Psyker Gerald Xavier. Yesterday the Governor reminded me the Abomination uses the same Aquila as we do.
So, uh, now I have to fix that.
Yeah.
DAY 2
So, obviously I can't go up to the Pretender and tell him to change all his logos. Even more obviously, we aren't going to change ours just because some trumped up indoctrination elemental says it's his. Volkiss has already projected the badge-printing budget for the next fifty years, and if he has to change the calculations to fit a new heraldry he'll blow a bolt.
And basically none of the other planets can help. Muspelheim has the most complete records I've ever heard of in the Imperium, so I asked Surt if he had any spare wisdom on the warp and he laughed his astropath into unconsciousness. So that's a bust. On matters of Warp chicanery, we know barely enough to not commit protracted suicide by demon portal, but compared to everyone else's "promethium therapy" masterpieces Avernus is pretty much the sharpest tooth on the chain when it comes to psykers.
Just once, it'd be nice not to be the only light in the dark.
DAY 4
The problem with the Warp is that it doesn't follow laws.
Yes, okay, kind of obvious. I mean every law. Entropy, thermodynamics, sure, but even things like supply and demand or defection equilibriums. By nature, it actively defies and punishes attempts to rationalise and predict it, which is why you hear about all those really crazy Inquisitors who thought they could harness the warp for unlimited energy getting their face exploded as a Traitor Marine punches their way out of their skull.
Or, um, don't hear about them, except in classified files forbidden to anyone under Magenta Level. Sooooo… don't spread that around.
Anyway.
You can't establish a baseline to compare deviations against because the Warp assumes new shapes and dimensions of interaction through the emergent chaos of its component memes. The base Materium has, like, seventeen elementary particles that occur naturally, and they exist in quantised states. All the possible matter arrangements in creation are just a ratio of those same particles, and there's only so many ways they can interact.
But the Warp doesn't have elementary… warp particles or whatever, or even a standardised way to compare volumes of warp power, because it doesn't like being measured. We can sort of get around this by measuring the extracted power of warp engines, but that's just how much warpstuff went through the calcifier coils and came out the other end as actual Material energy. What the Warp does have as a fundament is the indivisible spectrum of emotional energy of all the souls in the galaxy, which means that ninety-seven percent of it is the screaming howl of the deceased masses dating to the beginning of sentient thought. Which sucks.
This is also why people's heads explode when they try to use too much Warp. All those feelings going through your head, bam, instant recipe for Chaos. And you can't refine all the emotion out of it, because there'd be nothing left, so there's always a grain of possibility of falling, and really shitty daemons can take that grain and resonate it with a greater mass of corruptive energy until it overwhelms everything else.
This is really thirsty work. I'm going to get a drink.
DAY 6
Woke up nine hours ago after sleeping through all of yesterday. Hangover feels like Titan stomping on my nuts, but in my brain. Ugh. There's some sort of marker on my face, but Sara blew out all the mirrors on campus with some sort of… psykic feedback from trying to scry on Cherry in the changing rooms. Which just goes to show: if you want to kiss someone, just ask. Or use a camera like everybody else, you brats.
Where was I? Right. Emotional energy. Or rather, when you boil it down, emotional contexts. There's no way to purify an emotion like, idunno, rage. You can't just rage. You have to rage at something. If you just rage, you're probably being drugged. So you have to have an object for your emotions, and—
Okay, wait, I have some schola texts on this. "Language is the analysis of thought," said some super old guy who probably hated fun. "Imperial Low Gothic utilises the Subject-Verb-Object format, as ordained by the Emperor in the Year of His Reign 0442188.M25, and peanuts to all that other bullshit. In the phrase 'I kill heretics', please identify the Subject, the Object, and the Verb."
I'm paraphrasing, but you know. Old people.
Right. So, this is actually really important, because language informs how humans handle abstract thought to make it concrete, and since humans pretty much outnumber everything in the galaxy, any warp energy is going to be constrained along those parameters. And this means warp energy is constrained to human psykology. So while we can't measure the warp, we can use human psychology to get an understanding of its general warpness.
No, psychology. Not, not psykology, P-S-Y-C ah, forget it, I'll edit it later.
Anyway, the SVO format means all the warp energy has objective case to go with their emotional nature. Hatred directed at the xeno. Love directed toward children. Faith directed to the Emperor. You qualify it further with additional adjectives, clauses, like 'I kill one-eyed three-legged purple postman heretics', which sharpens the resultant emotional energy to a specific resonance. Obviously, you can go the other way and be a bit less exact, but then you're producing free, undirected emotional energy and you know who loves that?
Daemons! Daemons who can home in on your bitch ass and explode out your face.
DAY 7
It was lipstick. Lipstick stains. Uh. Anyway.
Warp energy doesn't propagate through, um, interaction. The tides that ships travel on aren't real, actual liquids, but sort of pattern propagation not subject to actual mass considerations if you don't have a Gellar field. Or, um, any sort of flow mechanics or voltage equations of whatever. It's very hard to explain if you don't have an intuitive warp understanding or superdimensional lexography, but the best I can do is that it works on resonance. Going back to SVO, if your Subjects or whatever match, the warp resonates along a plane even if they're lightyears apart, so along that plane and whatever weird geometry it casts into the Materium gets affected by that resonance, which can get reflected back into the Immaterium through changes in the physical cerebra in an endless feedback loop.
This is also how daemons eat you, when they find one piece of your thoughts they like and pluck it until it sings to every other thought like it in the galaxy. And then it acts like all those pieces added together, simultaneously, and then bam! Daemon face.
How resonance works exactly is… um… hm. Like, uh…
Okay, imagine several magnets, painted different colours. Magnets can only interact with the closest magnets, and the closest colour magnets, so interactions propagate across distances by piggybacking down the colour spectrum, but as it changes colour it affects different colour magnets, and those magnets affect it back, which propagates back to the original, and some interactions can change the colour of the magnet, or they make new magnets, so…
And then the colours stain the table they're on, or make it magnetic?
...hm.
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Faith! I was getting to faith and saints. Basically, warp energy attuned to the resonance of "The Emperor" resonate with any other instances, which can deconstruct to further instances of Emperor-like characteristics and traits and resonate with those ideas. So a person who has the traits, or is perceived to have the traits deemed as those of "The Emperor" resonates with the warp energy of that frequency, and they get all that warp energy aligned with them and their will, which lets them shrug off bolts and lasfire or whatever. Sort of like a loaned psyker power.
Which brings us to the Aquila. The herald of the Emperor, and now also the Pretender. You look at the Aquila and you think "God-Emperor" real quick, because everyone told you it was the sign of the God-Emperor, and now you don't even need to try and think it before it comes to you.
You see it on the Abomination's Legions, eventually you'll start thinking "The Abomination" whenever you see it. And with all those in the galaxy getting destroyed by the Molten Gold Fleets, I'm guessing that isn't going to take long at all.
DAY 15
I wonder if I can make Gloria and Alicia a warp god.
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AN: It's like the sentence "I didn't say she stole my money". Depending on the word you stress, you produce seven different ideation resonances, or even more if you stress two parts or three or whatevs. Given the vast entirety of human thought forming the basic interactions that govern the warp, then of course it's a horrific ocean of terror.
Also, this omake marks 50k words I have written in omake for this quest. Celebrate!