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Durin is there any research conducted on Geneseed and its implantation by biologis?
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The Long Night Part One: Embers in the Dusk: A Planetary Governor Quest (43k) Complete Sequel Up
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Doomed Wombat
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Why?
With the exception of the GK we know what we need to know on that front.
Psycic frequencies are where it is interesting.
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I am a bit interested in fixing geneseed flaws of Dragons and maybe enhance normal Marines a bit, understanding geneseed may even allow us to increase implantation success and thus we can able to get our hands on a greater amount of marines, we, after all, do not lack recruits for the marine upgrade.
Doomed Wombat
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We're not going to be fixing anything on that front, especially seeing how the BA's Geneseed has developed a third flaw.
The Dragon's gene seed is already as protected as it's going to be as their original write up had them resistant to Red Thirst.
@Durin
1. How good are our implantation rates? Between the technology we have,the proper technology and complete understanding provided by the BD, I'd be surprised if it was low.
No what we lack are proper trainers.
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Ultramarine Geneseed lacks all those Flaws, can we not use it as a template to start up our research? I mean according to Canon Ultramarine Geneseed is one of the few Geneseed that near "pure" standard(Barring Red Scorpions), I mean Geneseed needs some fine-tuning, without proper maintenance it able to work for 15000 years only due ingenious scientific brilliance of Emperor, but i think due to lack of understanding allowed so many mutations and flaws crop up within each generation, Many of the other Marines suffers from them, if we have a proper understanding then maybe we can help them in future AKA Space wolves and Raven Guards, Still i think we need some kind of Grand ritual plus Geneseed Knowledge to fix-up Angels, their problem is too complex.
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Doomed Wombat
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You do realise that there is very little similar between the geneseed of the different primarchs right, both on a genetic and psycic level (Ultramarine geneseed is completely different to Iron Hand geneseed ect. one just makes you a smerf the other cut off bits of your body ect.)
If we want a "base" the Grey Knights are what we want as it has bits from all Primarchs because of the emperor, but even then they're their own thing.
Regardless the flaws within the geneseed have been present since day 1 (with the possible exception of the BA's, but that's even more complicated)
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We need a better understanding as we even now lack Primarch genetic code to the maintain the Genetic stability of our marines.
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Sacrifice
Shard
One and Many
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- Malaysia
Sacrifice
It was an extreme decision, he knew. Even if he succeeded, death was all but assured. He would be reviled... but if it worked out, the price was worth it. If it worked out. Even success was risky. But it was undoubtably the only course of action that would work. The only right thing to do.
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Darkahvon Darwin awoke in his sleep, watching the world. He watched it in it's awesome, treacherous beauty. Each permutation and possibility laid out before him, a thousand and infinite stories waiting to be read in countless different ways. A miracle of myriad truths...
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They beckoned.
He followed.
One path laid out before him.. no, it was every path, together forming a dazzling tapestry. And of it's strands, some were.. different. He reached out and touched one. Saw a warrior, one still yet to have grown into his strength. His was blade yet unforged, still waiting for.. something.
Something. A crucible.
The warrior lived in the crucible of death, as did himself. But it's most dangerous point, few dared to venture to. Of course. Caution allowed survival.. but did not guarentee it. Only in facing death, true terror and the darkest pits could one realize their own power. Without that, it remained... a possibility.
And he knew, all the paths and lines he saw were all but possibilities.
Yet they did not have to remain that way.
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That other line he could see as well, one stretching to a city he walked to, one that refused him a vision yet demanded his eternal attention.
Terrible city.
/
More roads he walked but did not, where he summoned a Daemon, was a Daemon, and shaped and smashed the roads apart. He saw himself, ancient and replesent in dark glory, symbols of power marking each inch of him. He turned to himself and, giving him a cruel smile, showed him the cruelty of existence.
He ran from himself, and awoke.
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It was midnight; Barely an hour has passed from his fitful sleep.
Darwin, though, was sweating paralyzed from the visions he had seen, of the terrible things he wrought, had seen. Shaking and shivering, he left his room. The vision he had seen haunted him.
Something shifted, and he smashed on it unconsciously. Pain shot from his palm, which he raised to see why. A dead blink spider, but beneath that, beneath that..
It was no dream.
Darwin shivered.
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Dare he dare that future?
No.
And here was the warrior waiting for his crucible. And he was guarded. All good. Darwin applied his will deftly and precisely upon the young man, and sent him to where he would be born again.
His squad to turned to him in fury, though they remained disciplined in their anger, swiftly switching to a formation to handle his kind, moving in measured movements that cut off all possibility of mundane escape, simultanouesly firing and summoning reinforcements in case of failure.
It was a waste of effort. He waited peacefully for his death to arrive, as it soon did with every part of him blasted apart.
It was an extreme decision, he knew. Even if he succeeded, death was all but assured. He would be reviled... but if it worked out, the price was worth it. If it worked out. Even success was risky. But it was undoubtably the only course of action that would work. The only right thing to do.
/
Darkahvon Darwin awoke in his sleep, watching the world. He watched it in it's awesome, treacherous beauty. Each permutation and possibility laid out before him, a thousand and infinite stories waiting to be read in countless different ways. A miracle of myriad truths...
/
They beckoned.
He followed.
One path laid out before him.. no, it was every path, together forming a dazzling tapestry. And of it's strands, some were.. different. He reached out and touched one. Saw a warrior, one still yet to have grown into his strength. His was blade yet unforged, still waiting for.. something.
Something. A crucible.
The warrior lived in the crucible of death, as did himself. But it's most dangerous point, few dared to venture to. Of course. Caution allowed survival.. but did not guarentee it. Only in facing death, true terror and the darkest pits could one realize their own power. Without that, it remained... a possibility.
And he knew, all the paths and lines he saw were all but possibilities.
Yet they did not have to remain that way.
/
That other line he could see as well, one stretching to a city he walked to, one that refused him a vision yet demanded his eternal attention.
Terrible city.
/
More roads he walked but did not, where he summoned a Daemon, was a Daemon, and shaped and smashed the roads apart. He saw himself, ancient and replesent in dark glory, symbols of power marking each inch of him. He turned to himself and, giving him a cruel smile, showed him the cruelty of existence.
He ran from himself, and awoke.
/
It was midnight; Barely an hour has passed from his fitful sleep.
Darwin, though, was sweating paralyzed from the visions he had seen, of the terrible things he wrought, had seen. Shaking and shivering, he left his room. The vision he had seen haunted him.
Something shifted, and he smashed on it unconsciously. Pain shot from his palm, which he raised to see why. A dead blink spider, but beneath that, beneath that..
It was no dream.
Darwin shivered.
/
Dare he dare that future?
No.
And here was the warrior waiting for his crucible. And he was guarded. All good. Darwin applied his will deftly and precisely upon the young man, and sent him to where he would be born again.
His squad to turned to him in fury, though they remained disciplined in their anger, swiftly switching to a formation to handle his kind, moving in measured movements that cut off all possibility of mundane escape, simultanouesly firing and summoning reinforcements in case of failure.
It was a waste of effort. He waited peacefully for his death to arrive, as it soon did with every part of him blasted apart.
we would need top notch genetors and equipment before we would be even capable of doing that
dragon
Ancalagon the Black
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heh.
Did you name him darwin because he was taking a suicidal action or was it random?
Shard
One and Many
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- Malaysia
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- Asia
We must have some Genetors among the Ad Mech. Maintaining such huge numbers of Space Marines will be hard for the Apothecaries without the help of Genetors.
Our Genetors would be working closely with the Marines and would eventually be experienced enough to undertake such a project.
Our Genetors would be working closely with the Marines and would eventually be experienced enough to undertake such a project.
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How will this not result in the Blood Dragons telling us at bolter point to fuck off?
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- England
They have impalers. They'll tell us at impalers point.
Doomed Wombat
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YAAAAAAY, my typing is back to normal WHOOOOOO!!!
Completely between the Admech and the Marines. No input from the governor of Avernus needed or wanted.
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Duh. I was talking with regard to studying and maybe even modifying of the geneseed eventually by the Ad Mech. Probably won't happen for a couple of hundred years.
Doomed Wombat
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You were going fine until that.
@Durin
1. Shouldn't Jacob's Avernite trait have levelled up? I think it's meant to go up at 50 and he's 60?
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Doomed Wombat
Let's go Darling!
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Every attempt to modify gene seed be it in a short period of time or over thousands of years has always backfired.
It could be through sabotage, or degenerating the results into monsters or the most infamous case when the admech spent hundreds of years trying to "improve" the emperor's work the Cursed founding.
Don't get me wrong we'd probably do better than most at trying, who knows given our knowledge of psycic frequencies that the Imperium lacked we might actually be able to pull it off, but I won't be getting my hopes up.
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Modifications can also mean trying to correct the mutations that crop up. Our Space Marines are no longer Ultramarines, so their genetic make up will keep drifting away with time from the stable Ultramarine geneseed.
I am guessing that a good chunk of our Marines are of Avernite descend. It could affect their geneseed in the future.
It's a problem that will eventually crop up. We would have to be ready for it. I just hope that the mutations are helpful instead of actively hindering their duties.
Primaris marines are an example of successful gene seed modification. As was Corax's attempt before it was sabatoged. There is also the the cursed founding which does in fact have examples of loyal chapters who recieved beneficial changes to thier gene seed. The black dragons in particular come to mind.
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you'll notice that the ones that didn't have a super high failure rate where done by primarchs. there is likely something to that. Not every chapter in the cursed founding went wrong, but more than half of them had something terrible happen to them, and given you can legit give someone bad luck with genetic engineering in 40k. even misfortune could be the result of the tinkering.
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