So step one try to shoot a probably psychic high priestess of a heretical cut with a garden variety gun and step two involves that actually working somehow and then broadcasting demands to Chaos Cultists? The latter sounds even less likely to work than the former and that's saying something.
Why not? shooting psychers works fine. In fact, it's the most common way of dealing with rogue psychers.
As for your latter point, he probably intends to bombard the planet anyway. It's mostly to see what he can get away with. Plus, he might be gambling on there being loyalist ready to rise up, which is something that may even happen. We are still rolling recruitment even though we've owned the planet for a century, it's pretty clear we aren't at 100% penetration.
Why not? shooting psychers works fine. In fact, it's the most common way of dealing with rogue psychers.
As for your latter point, he probably intends to bombard the planet anyway. It's mostly to see what he can get away with. Plus, he might be gambling on there being loyalist ready to rise up, which is something that may even happen. We are still rolling recruitment even though we've owned the planet for a century, it's pretty clear we aren't at 100% penetration.
Shooting high favor Nurgle psykers with ordinary handguns works about as well as trying to tickle them to death. It mostly takes fire to get rid of them
As for the broadcast to imperial loyalists that would have worked just as well with lance fire from orbit with the added bebefit of him not being in shooting range of a planet full of cultists, a tech heretek and a necron delegation
Shooting high favor Nurgle psykers with ordinary handguns works about as well as trying to tickle them to death. It mostly takes fire to get rid of them
As for the broadcast to imperial loyalists that would have worked just as well with lance fire from orbit with the added bebefit of him not being in shooting range of a planet full of cultists, a tech heretek and a necron delegation
1. Nurgle is dead, and losing a head works just as well against nurgle cultist as anyone else.
2. Morale shock from dead high priestess, plus removing enemy leadership. Plus, planetary defenses would need range at least as good as a ship to even matter.
Plus, if this is a meat puppet, those lances might be coming in next turn.
1. Nurgle is dead, and losing a head works just as well against nurgle cultist as anyone else.
2. Morale shock from dead high priestess, plus removing enemy leadership. Plus, planetary defenses would need range at least as good as a ship to even matter.
Plus, if this is a meat puppet, those lances might be coming in next turn.
Nurgle may be dead but his daemon princes are not. I'm pretty sure one of them concentrating on keeping one mortal alive could grant enough regeneration to laugh off a shot unless it's blessed or holy
Shooting with lance fire would have gotten the same priestess, also again Chaos Cultists, they know their lives are forfeit so their morale is basically Yes.
Nurgle may be dead but his daemon princes are not. I'm pretty sure one of them concentrating on keeping one mortal alive could grant enough regeneration to laugh off a shot unless it's blessed or holy
Shooting with lance fire would have gotten the same priestess, also again Chaos Cultists, they know their lives are forfeit so their morale is basically Yes.
1. Danas guts aren't on the wrong side of her ribcage. She clearly isn't a nurglite. further more, plasma pistols aren't squirt guns, they are usually used against hardened targets.
2. only if you can confirm that she's there. Plus, presentation matters for morale shock.
Seriously. He's not here to negotiate. No one sane leads negotiation with assassination attempts.
Then why is he still here, why has he not already triggered his teleportation and/or shed his meat-suit? The GM would not have said the publicani would have a disadvantage in negotiations if he's not going to negotiate at all.
Then why is he still here, why has he not already triggered his teleportation and/or shed his meat-suit? The GM would not have said the publicani would have a disadvantage in negotiations if he's not going to negotiate at all.
My guess? he's here in person, and either does not want to risk a teleportation or isn't ready to do so. (even in best case scenarios, it's possible to die teleporting)
This put him in a tight spot where he needs to buy time, and it helps that Dana is clearly still willing to talk.
But no one sane leads negotiations with attempted assasination. He had no reason to believe that he couldn't succeed. AM interfered and she literally just arrived, also Elysium is one of our newest abilities.
I'm not seeing any concept difficulties if you start with the premise of "this is an upstart cult carried by a few powerful psykers" over "they actually have a god who answers prayers".
Because the Imperially Correct solution to the former IS surprise bolt to the head.
Ok, while we're waiting:
Scarlet Cavalier has Sorcery as one of it's domains. Would it cause conflict or just "a point of connection" between SC and VM?
+ @Alectai , what does "Finesse" do compared to "Prowess"? Aren't they both connected with skills either way??
I can't speak for Alectai, but my guess is that Finesse, meaning "intricate and refined delicacy" or "do (something) in a subtle and delicate manner", might make blunter approaches or trade-offs of style for practicality difficult if elevated to Core.
This might not be as much of a problem for VR's life of adventure, or for AM's chuuni ways, but it'd be a bit of a clash with VM's strengths ("have more HP" and "keep smashing" are not very subtle or delicate approaches) and probably SC's (a requirement for style and delicacy probably inconveniences army tactics more than it does adventurer plans).
Prowess is in general "Your ability to apply your skills at maximum effect" while Finesse is "Your ability to get precisely the desired outcome every time."
So Prowess fighters would have excellent close combat skills and ranged fighting skills, Finesse fighters would be those assholes who keep showing up at the worst moment and suddenly the air is knives.
Anyway, in work hell news, I'm down to 5 days left before I'm free from this place, the pace seems to be slowing down compared to the start of the rotation, but I'm assuming the worst still. I'm hoping to go on a binge and update all of my projects this upcoming wednesday though.
Prowess is in general "Your ability to apply your skills at maximum effect" while Finesse is "Your ability to get precisely the desired outcome every time."
Anyway, in work hell news, I'm down to 5 days left before I'm free from this place, the pace seems to be slowing down compared to the start of the rotation, but I'm assuming the worst still. I'm hoping to go on a binge and update all of my projects this upcoming wednesday though.
prowess is about power output,finesse is about power precision
a prowess warrior would be able to increase their speed at its peak,a finesse warrior would be able to move swiftly and manouver without problem regardless of the mometum
Prowess is in general "Your ability to apply your skills at maximum effect" while Finesse is "Your ability to get precisely the desired outcome every time."
So Prowess fighters would have excellent close combat skills and ranged fighting skills, Finesse fighters would be those assholes who keep showing up at the worst moment and suddenly the air is knives.
Anyway, in work hell news, I'm down to 5 days left before I'm free from this place, the pace seems to be slowing down compared to the start of the rotation, but I'm assuming the worst still. I'm hoping to go on a binge and update all of my projects this upcoming wednesday though.
Verdant Armed forces, and things that the Maiden's soldiers MUST remember
Author:
--- Captain Nguyen (Huntsman)
--- Captain Chirp (Sentinel)
--- Major Droba (Rifle)
--- General E. Mills (Chief of Staff/Chosen)
--- General [REDACTED] (KIA) Hang on, why the fuck do we have a Chosen here? - N
Last time I check, she was coming out of your bedroom, not mine - C
Rule 1: Pilots (or Riders) of the Belladonna are still fair maidens, lewding them is unacceptable
-- 1a: Unless you have their explicit permission
Rule 2: There are no tentacles in any Belladonna suits, Sister [REDACTED] is advised to stop scarring the rookies
Rule 3: There is no red variant of Belladonna suits, Sister [REDACTED] is ordered to cease and desist in her ridiculous prayer
-- 3a: Blue is not also available
-- 3b: So is yellow
-- 3c: So is pink
-- 3d: In short, Belladonna only have one standard color, deal with it
Rule 4: Huntsman should be trained in stealth in subterfuge, but sneaking in the warehouse to show off is not acceptable
Rule 5: Huntsman Nguyen be advised, taking photos of Belladona pilots while in shower is, from now on, forbidden
-- Huntsman Nguyen, you are ordered to undergo special and advanced training, effective immediately. - General [REDACTED]
Rule 6: All Belladonna Pilots/Riders are now forbidden of eating snacks before riding into battle
Rule 7: All Huntsmen are encouraged to eat some light snack before going into battle
A preview of the next omake, to be looked over for mistakes both spelling, logical, and flow.
Azure Magus Quest: Lost Lasagna
Of Dominance and T-Posing
You floated your Drone next to the shoulder of Vaver Welvet, watching with bated breath as more and more readings of the other ships in the system came in, leaving you glad that the mechanical perfection of your current realspace waldo could not display the nervousness that you were feeling. You and your followers had been prepared for perhaps one ship hanging around after the fighting was over, not 6 of them spread out across three factions.
Still, things were still early on now, and none of them were currently particularly closer to the planet than you were. If you moved quickly and they became more interested in each other than you, perhaps you could grab a few things before they noticed you and you could make a quick getaway. Yes, that might be bes-
"EXCUSE ME! YOU'RE HERE TO BE FRIENDS THOUGH, RIGHT?"
WHAT THE FUCK?! If you had a heart it would be pounding right now, as it was your waldo drone wobbled in the air before it managed to right itself and continue as if nothing had happened. Yet something most certainly had happened, a powerful, nearly deafening call had been sent out into the Void directed unmistakably straight at you. The "words" said were one thing, but they carried a sort of emotional intent behind them as well. It was an intent to speak, the Message carrying along with it a connection back to its origin allowing the being that had spoken through the Warp to meet you "face to face" with all that implied.
It was the work of but a moment to determine where it had come from, and that location was not from any of the other ships in the system. Thankfully it also was not coming from your own ship meaning you had not missed a stowaway of such power, instead it had come from the direction of...the planet? A few quick mental calculations determined that there was no way that the Message could have come from the planet unless it had been sent before you arrived...which only applied for mundane means. With godly power it was childs play to simply send a call like this back so that it did arrive at this time, distance be damned.
Disturbingly, even beyond the fact that such power was fairly rare the "voice" of the person speaking was not unknown to you. It was the exact same being that had ambushed you the last time you were in this sector, which meant that it had somehow survived the Space Marines assaulting the planet. The question of how it, no she had survived would have to wait as a more pressing matter came to your attention, as when you had backtracked the "signal" to be sure of its location you finally got a good look at the planet itself.
Still vibrant, still healthy, almost exactly the same as when you had last visited, save perhaps a little more green from plants growing on it thicker. Oh and a you damned TREE that was a couple dozen kilometres tall and had a canopy larger than most cities. In fact a closer look at it revealed that it basically WAS a city up there, in addition to full on acting as an orbital dockyard. Not to many actual ships however...
You mentally slapped your cheeks to bring yourself back to focus, this was not the time. Right now you had to make a good impression to the other Warp Being, to make up for your admittedly less than impressive display last time. Apparently she or her followers had either tricked or fought off the Space Marines sent to destroy them and by extension her, so putting yourself into a position of strength would be vital.
Arriving at the "meeting point" where the Call said to appear, you could see the same Avatar as last time already there manifested waiting for you with that same smile as you recalled from last time. Well you would be sure to wipe it off of her face soon enough, as you made your entrance. Sure you might not have had a chance to actually rehearse it, but you had been planning this sort of thing for years, your first big debut.
Nebulas of power, lights and raw energy spark in the void of the Warp, shadows gather and congeal into your general form. Slowly you seem to emerge from nothing, your raiment an unnaturally vibrant blue on the outside while the inside was a sea of swirling stars and galaxies, moving interdependently of your own movements while the rest of you remains in mysterious shadows. As the finishing touch an aura surrounds you, warpfire arcing between incomprehensibly detailed and arcane machinery forming a halo announcing your power and awesomeness for all to see. This might have been enough, but you would never stop at "enough."
"So! You stand before the Azure Magus of Thought Unbound! Fear not! For it is through my grace that the ultimate heights of reality my be reached! I will permit you to subordinate yourself to me, for all forms of knowledge are precious!"
There, you would pause for dramatic effect and give the other Warp being time to bask in your gloriouisness, after which she would have no choice but to submit to your power and fall in line as your sub-why do you hear clapping? She should be standing their in stunned silence not clapping! Your attention returned to her and you saw her smiling brightly, not intimidated in the slightest!
"Oh goodness! That was well done!" Why? Why wasnt she enthralled by you? "I never considered the halo of light! I'll have to try something like that myself!" This was not as planned, not as planned! "You, what..." She was supposed to be on the back foot, not you! What was happening?! "Here! Let me give it a try!" Before you could muster up any form of serious protest the being spun in place, a change coming over her.
Her very presence seemed to grow in your senses, even if the actual size of her avatar remained constant the power she gave off expanded, no bloomed like a flower even as small pink petals began to gently descend from the hem, sleeves and neck of her dress. At the same time her golden yellow hair began to hover in the middle of the void, drifting around her head in a manner that suggested part of it was blowing in a gentle breeze while other parts looked like it was just hovering from her own powerful aura.
"You speak with the Verdant Maiden of Eternal Life!" Her pronouncement of her first Title echoed in this section of the void, her supernatural blue eyes glowing even brighter on her face even as the "air" around her began to become tinged green. She...she was so cool. Then as if that was not enough a halo of yew wood burst into being behind her, punctuating the green aura making it even brighter until the ends of the wood interlocked around her sleeves. "Patron God of Equinox, and Protector of Harmonies Untold!"
For several moments that felt like eternities she stood there, her power eclipsing yours until finally you fell to your knees. She took your entrance and turned it against you, making it even cooler than yours and looking like a total badass while she did it. Even her Titles were better than yours, laying claim to an entire planet and beyond while you could only muster up empty boasts and a failed demand for supplication. You try and fail to hold back a sniff, the aura of mystery surrounding you shattering before the superior force of that damned smile.
"That...that's not even fair! You're just all fwoof and zoom and you're just making me look bad!" You cant help it, you draw up your knees to your chest and turn yourself into a ball fallen over on its side. What is even the point anymore, you are a failure of a God who only barely got out of your previous prison and now made a fool of yourself in front of the first other God you met. Heck just curling up like this showing weakness wasnt doing you any favors. You are only dimly aware of them slowly walking up to you, no hostility detected from them until they came up to your side and knelt down.
"There there. Its all okay! We're not in competition after all!" They began to gently pat your shoulder area, projecting a sense of reassurance and understanding. You are honestly not sure if this makes you feel better or worse, as on the one hand they were clearly not hostile, but on the other hand you still had made a fool of yourself in front of them and they very clearly knew it. As the patting and comforting continued you supposed that it leaned a little more towards the former feeling. You were also aware of them Seeing you and your Domains, but that was fine as you were doing the same and it honestly made perfect sense after her last sentence. As it turned out she was correct, none of your areas of specialty crossed over, so you were indeed not in conflict with each other.
You were starting to feel a little better when she continued to speak, and a fresh stab of existential embarrassment entered you. "Besides, I know better than anybody else how hard it is to properly show off!" Yeah she saw right through you, you never stood a chance of intimidating her with either your power or your mystery. Why did you even bother?
"Sniff. I was stuck in a ball for ages! I didnt even get to rehearse that whole thing!" That was possibly the worst part, it was blatantly obvious that the Verdant Maiden had also never practiced that sort of thing before, and yet it had turned out so much better than yours in so many ways! By now the other deity had backed away, giving you some space.
"Well there's no time like the present to get the hang of little things like that!" A clap of her hands and a smoking pipe appeared in her hands, one that she placed in her mouth to begin to puff on. Obviously this was all just window dressing, but you had to admit privately that it looked super cool on her. "At any rate, I'd welcome you to my realm...but it does seem like you came with far too many other problems at hand. I've a nice place set up in the canopy of the World Tree though where you can come in to dock if everything goes okay!" It didnt take a genius of your intellect to understand that the "problems" in question were the other ships that had arrived in the system with you, but it was clear that the Verdant Maiden was going to try to handle it herself.
The offer of a possible safe harbour to dock and effect greater repairs to the Brilliant Sequence does sound very good, supplies were starting to run a little low in some areas and some repairs and upgrades you wanted required either things to be shut down that couldnt without leaving you vulnerable or required a gravity well to work, or both. To say nothing of the trading opportunities, both in terms of material and ideas. The very thought of new knowledge began to greatly lift your mood. It was almost enough to get you to agree, but a thought of great import occurred to you that would possibly be the deal maker.
"Are there cookies?"
The green clad deity paused for a moment in thought.
"Yes, there are!"
In a burst you leapt to your feet, stars in your mantle shining brightly and arm outstretched to point in the metaphorical direction of the planet Equinox and its delicious baked goods. "Then what are we waiting for! The Brilliant Sequence is on the way!"
You allowed the connection to drop, and your awareness fully returned to the Drone hovering by Vaver Welvets shoulder. No wait, you returned to the Drone currently being tapped in the optic by Vaver who was looking confused and concerned asking for your attention.
Thankfully no one else was around to see the two of you jump away from each other in shock and bang into opposite bulkheads.
Dang it! We blew our second chance to show off.
Aww man, now everyone is going to think we are a dork! And before anyone says it, yes i know we actually are a dork but people didnt need to know that.
Well at least we know that the Verdant Maiden is totally the mom of NuChaos?
Join the dark Verdant Maiden Side, we have cookies.
Wow, that was some real Big Sis Energy that the VM displayed right there. Totally shut us down like it was nothing.
She was totally laughing at us the entire time wasnt she? We tried to be the big scary god and all the Maiden saw was an adorable threat display.
Rule 3: This is not infraction worthy, but be careful.
Fucking {Scrubbed}, how dare she do this to us!
I would be careful with that sort of language, thats a little harsh of a reaction.
Edit: And thus an Avatar of NuSlannesh/a Mod has spoken, not sure which is worse.
At first I was annoyed that the Verdant Maiden styled all over us, but then she offered cookies and I was okay with it.
Truly an entire hurt/comfort fic in one update.
Well that was just kind of embarrassing. Not only did our gambit not work but it got totally turned around on us.
Daww, at least we know for sure that our sister is nice.
Well in a way it makes perfect sense. NuChaos are better than OldChaos, and the Verdant Maiden as indicated by her text color is the successor to Nurgle. Aka Father Nurgle or Grandfather Nurgle. Of course the "better" version of him is going to be the team Mom.
A good point. Although I wonder if she would protest that considering the "Maiden" part of her name.
We really are just a little goober head aren't we? Getting all depressed by our big entrance not getting the reaction we wanted and then perking up over cookies.
I believe the term you are looking for is "Chunni." We really are a massive Chuuni.
Birds fly, Orks fight, the Azure Magus is a gargantuan Chuunibyou. News at 11.
Is everyone going to just gloss over the fact that the Maiden has flipping Yggdrasil on crack on her planet? Literally large enough to see from space and be an "orbital" platform.
Oh yeah, somehow she managed to fight of a freaking Space Marine Strike Force, and had enough time to grow a tree large enough that it probably has its own Ecosystem.
That actually raises an interesting point, does it count as orbital if its still connected to the ground?
Technically I would say no but that mostly comes down to semantics really. I suppose more accurate would be to call it a Space Elevator?
I could argue that since it serves an Orbital purpose it could still count, just like how you could say a dock is aquatic even if it doesnt float.
So its Orbital, but not orbiting I guess? Close enough anyway.
Well if this isnt a microcosm of the Adequate Acceleration Site as whole. Gushing about how cool we are before revealing our inadequacies, going off on a tangent regarding a minute technical detail, and even a little bile thrown in on the side for good measure.
You floated your Drone next to the shoulder of Vaver Welvet, watching with bated breath as more and more readings of the other ships in the system came in, leaving you glad that the mechanical perfection of your current realspace waldo could not display the nervousness that you were feeling. You and your followers had been prepared for perhaps one ship hanging around after the fighting was over, not 6 of them spread out across three factions.
Still, things were still early on now, and none of them were currently particularly closer to the planet than you were. If you moved quickly and they became more interested in each other than you, perhaps you could grab a few things before they noticed you and you could make a quick getaway. Yes, that might be bes-
"EXCUSE ME! YOU'RE HERE TO BE FRIENDS THOUGH, RIGHT?"
WHAT THE FUCK?! If you had a heart it would be pounding right now, as it was your waldo drone wobbled in the air before it managed to right itself and continue as if nothing had happened. Yet something most certainly had happened, a powerful, nearly deafening call had been sent out into the Void directed unmistakably straight at you. The "words" said were one thing, but they carried a sort of emotional intent behind them as well. It was an intent to speak, the Message carrying along with it a connection back to its origin allowing the being that had spoken through the Warp to meet you "face to face" with all that implied.
It was the work of but a moment to determine where it had come from, and that location was not from any of the other ships in the system. Thankfully it also was not coming from your own ship meaning you had not missed a stowaway of such power, instead it had come from the direction of...the planet? A few quick mental calculations determined that there was no way that the Message could have come from the planet unless it had been sent before you arrived...which only applied for mundane means. With godly power it was childs play to simply send a call like this back so that it did arrive at this time, distance be damned.
Disturbingly, even beyond the fact that such power was fairly rare the "voice" of the person speaking was not unknown to you. It was the exact same being that had ambushed you the last time you were in this sector, which meant that it had somehow survived the Space Marines assaulting the planet. The question of how it, no she had survived would have to wait as a more pressing matter came to your attention, as when you had backtracked the "signal" to be sure of its location you finally got a good look at the planet itself.
Still vibrant, still healthy, almost exactly the same as when you had last visited, save perhaps a little more green from plants growing on it thicker. Oh and a you damned TREE that was a couple dozen kilometres tall and had a canopy larger than most cities. In fact a closer look at it revealed that it basically WAS a city up there, in addition to full on acting as an orbital dockyard. Not to many actual ships however...
You mentally slapped your cheeks to bring yourself back to focus, this was not the time. Right now you had to make a good impression to the other Warp Being, to make up for your admittedly less than impressive display last time. Apparently she or her followers had either tricked or fought off the Space Marines sent to destroy them and by extension her, so putting yourself into a position of strength would be vital.
Arriving at the "meeting point" where the Call said to appear, you could see the same Avatar as last time already there manifested waiting for you with that same smile as you recalled from last time. Well you would be sure to wipe it off of her face soon enough, as you made your entrance. Sure you might not have had a chance to actually rehearse it, but you had been planning this sort of thing for years, your first big debut.
Nebulas of power, lights and raw energy spark in the void of the Warp, shadows gather and congeal into your general form. Slowly you seem to emerge from nothing, your raiment an unnaturally vibrant blue on the outside while the inside was a sea of swirling stars and galaxies, moving interdependently of your own movements while the rest of you remains in mysterious shadows. As the finishing touch an aura surrounds you, warpfire arcing between incomprehensibly detailed and arcane machinery forming a halo announcing your power and awesomeness for all to see. This might have been enough, but you would never stop at "enough."
"So! You stand before the Azure Magus of Thought Unbound! Fear not! For it is through my grace that the ultimate heights of reality my be reached! I will permit you to subordinate yourself to me, for all forms of knowledge are precious!"
There, you would pause for dramatic effect and give the other Warp being time to bask in your gloriouisness, after which she would have no choice but to submit to your power and fall in line as your sub-why do you hear clapping? She should be standing their in stunned silence not clapping! Your attention returned to her and you saw her smiling brightly, not intimidated in the slightest!
"Oh goodness! That was well done!" Why? Why wasnt she enthralled by you? "I never considered the halo of light! I'll have to try something like that myself!" This was not as planned, not as planned! "You, what..." She was supposed to be on the back foot, not you! What was happening?! "Here! Let me give it a try!" Before you could muster up any form of serious protest the being spun in place, a change coming over her.
Her very presence seemed to grow in your senses, even if the actual size of her avatar remained constant the power she gave off expanded, no bloomed like a flower even as small pink petals began to gently descend from the hem, sleeves and neck of her dress. At the same time her golden yellow hair began to hover in the middle of the void, drifting around her head in a manner that suggested part of it was blowing in a gentle breeze while other parts looked like it was just hovering from her own powerful aura.
"You speak with the Verdant Maiden of Eternal Life!" Her pronouncement of her first Title echoed in this section of the void, her supernatural blue eyes glowing even brighter on her face even as the "air" around her began to become tinged green. She...she was so cool. Then as if that was not enough a halo of yew wood burst into being behind her, punctuating the green aura making it even brighter until the ends of the wood interlocked around her sleeves. "Patron God of Equinox, and Protector of Harmonies Untold!"
For several moments that felt like eternities she stood there, her power eclipsing yours until finally you fell to your knees. She took your entrance and turned it against you, making it even cooler than yours and looking like a total badass while she did it. Even her Titles were better than yours, laying claim to an entire planet and beyond while you could only muster up empty boasts and a failed demand for supplication. You try and fail to hold back a sniff, the aura of mystery surrounding you shattering before the superior force of that damned smile.
"That...that's not even fair! You're just all fwoof and zoom and you're just making me look bad!" You cant help it, you draw up your knees to your chest and turn yourself into a ball fallen over on its side. What is even the point anymore, you are a failure of a God who only barely got out of your previous prison and now made a fool of yourself in front of the first other God you met. Heck just curling up like this showing weakness wasnt doing you any favors. You are only dimly aware of them slowly walking up to you, no hostility detected from them until they came up to your side and knelt down.
"There there. Its all okay! We're not in competition after all!" They began to gently pat your shoulder area, projecting a sense of reassurance and understanding. You are honestly not sure if this makes you feel better or worse, as on the one hand they were clearly not hostile, but on the other hand you still had made a fool of yourself in front of them and they very clearly knew it. As the patting and comforting continued you supposed that it leaned a little more towards the former feeling. You were also aware of them Seeing you and your Domains, but that was fine as you were doing the same and it honestly made perfect sense after her last sentence. As it turned out she was correct, none of your areas of specialty crossed over, so you were indeed not in conflict with each other.
You were starting to feel a little better when she continued to speak, and a fresh stab of existential embarrassment entered you. "Besides, I know better than anybody else how hard it is to properly show off!" Yeah she saw right through you, you never stood a chance of intimidating her with either your power or your mystery. Why did you even bother?
"Sniff. I was stuck in a ball for ages! I didnt even get to rehearse that whole thing!" That was possibly the worst part, it was blatantly obvious that the Verdant Maiden had also never practiced that sort of thing before, and yet it had turned out so much better than yours in so many ways! By now the other deity had backed away, giving you some space.
"Well there's no time like the present to get the hang of little things like that!" A clap of her hands and a smoking pipe appeared in her hands, one that she placed in her mouth to begin to puff on. Obviously this was all just window dressing, but you had to admit privately that it looked super cool on her. "At any rate, I'd welcome you to my realm...but it does seem like you came with far too many other problems at hand. I've a nice place set up in the canopy of the World Tree though where you can come in to dock if everything goes okay!" It didnt take a genius of your intellect to understand that the "problems" in question were the other ships that had arrived in the system with you, but it was clear that the Verdant Maiden was going to try to handle it herself.
The offer of a possible safe harbour to dock and effect greater repairs to the Brilliant Sequence does sound very good, supplies were starting to run a little low in some areas and some repairs and upgrades you wanted required either things to be shut down that couldnt without leaving you vulnerable or required a gravity well to work, or both. To say nothing of the trading opportunities, both in terms of material and ideas. The very thought of new knowledge began to greatly lift your mood. It was almost enough to get you to agree, but a thought of great import occurred to you that would possibly be the deal maker.
"Are there cookies?"
The green clad deity paused for a moment in thought.
"Yes, there are!"
In a burst you leapt to your feet, stars in your mantle shining brightly and arm outstretched to point in the metaphorical direction of the planet Equinox and its delicious baked goods. "Then what are we waiting for! The Brilliant Sequence is on the way!"
You allowed the connection to drop, and your awareness fully returned to the Drone hovering by Vaver Welvets shoulder. No wait, you returned to the Drone currently being tapped in the optic by Vaver who was looking confused and concerned asking for your attention.
Thankfully no one else was around to see the two of you jump away from each other in shock and bang into opposite bulkheads.
Aww man, now everyone is going to think we are a dork! And before anyone says it, yes i know we actually are a dork but people didnt need to know that.
I will admit that it is a little relieving to discover that at least one of the other NuChaos Gods is just as awkward as we are, or at least a little goofy.
I would be careful with that sort of language, thats a little harsh of a reaction.
Edit: And thus an Avatar of NuSlannesh/a Mod has spoken, not sure which is worse.
Well in a way it makes perfect sense. NuChaos are better than OldChaos, and the Verdant Maiden as indicated by her text color is the successor to Nurgle. Aka Father Nurgle or Grandfather Nurgle. Of course the "better" version of him is going to be the team Mom.
We really are just a little goober head aren't we? Getting all depressed by our big entrance not getting the reaction we wanted and then perking up over cookies.
Is everyone going to just gloss over the fact that the Maiden has flipping Yggdrasil on crack on her planet? Literally large enough to see from space and be an "orbital" platform.
Oh yeah, somehow she managed to fight of a freaking Space Marine Strike Force, and had enough time to grow a tree large enough that it probably has its own Ecosystem.
Well if this isnt a microcosm of the Adequate Acceleration Site as whole. Gushing about how cool we are before revealing our inadequacies, going off on a tangent regarding a minute technical detail, and even a little bile thrown in on the side for good measure.
Seeing VM styling on a nerd is hilarious from whatever perspective.
Still, given how the negaverse was predicting VM's demise, I'm surprised at the lack of surprise shown, unless Alorktai in the negaverse pulled back the curtain a bit on our actions so to speak.
