Ekzentric Lohner
I miss Wildstar...
Not just "off", completely wrong. Alectai's Violet Rogue was way outside my expectations for the character. I look forward to the surprise when VR shows up in the story.
We Are the Gods of a New World Order [Warhammer 50K ~ Warp God Simulator]
- Thread starter Alectai
- Start date
- Sci-Fi Fantasy
That is what I meant by off, heck I could tell that VR wasn't going to be as you depicted her, mostly because there wasn't much there and what was there was a bit scattered
As it is I'm not on the discord and likely wouldn't be able to keep up with it, though I am eagerly awaiting more story which should be fun.
Also I've seen both AM and SC described as both male and female, got any help there?
I'm also surprised that we didn't go with fox spirits and tie ourselves in with the concept of Inari (One of the most popular and famous harvest goddesses IRL), sure we would probably have to pick up fox and maybe trickster/illusion domains but it could have still been fun.
Though that brings up other ideas, namely involving animals altered to store and maybe use warp energies which take on forms based on things found in various mythologies, such as cats becoming Bakeneko by storing power in their tails, fur, stomach/intestine and/or legs, this gives them the ability to eat anything, the ability to walk anywhere even upside-down, the ability change the colour of their fur and/or the ability to summon balls warpfire through their tails or Nekomata which also store it in their brains, muscles and the rest of their skeleton which would cause them to grow bigger, giant more intelligence and have greater shapeshifting abilities as well as growing a second tail, thankfully they aren't likely to be outright evil thanks to VM's influence.
As it is I'm not on the discord and likely wouldn't be able to keep up with it, though I am eagerly awaiting more story which should be fun.
Also I've seen both AM and SC described as both male and female, got any help there?
I'm also surprised that we didn't go with fox spirits and tie ourselves in with the concept of Inari (One of the most popular and famous harvest goddesses IRL), sure we would probably have to pick up fox and maybe trickster/illusion domains but it could have still been fun.
Though that brings up other ideas, namely involving animals altered to store and maybe use warp energies which take on forms based on things found in various mythologies, such as cats becoming Bakeneko by storing power in their tails, fur, stomach/intestine and/or legs, this gives them the ability to eat anything, the ability to walk anywhere even upside-down, the ability change the colour of their fur and/or the ability to summon balls warpfire through their tails or Nekomata which also store it in their brains, muscles and the rest of their skeleton which would cause them to grow bigger, giant more intelligence and have greater shapeshifting abilities as well as growing a second tail, thankfully they aren't likely to be outright evil thanks to VM's influence.
Ekzentric Lohner
I miss Wildstar...
Azure Magus has appeared in the quest and is a girl, but she's a chuuni who conceals her features with a star field illusion all the time to look more mysterious, so her gender is not obvious. The other two, Scarlet Cavalier and Violet Rogue, have not yet appeared, so anything about them is a rough-draft spoiler you'll only be able to find out about in the Discord until they show up.
Fair enough.
Heh, yeah, depending on where you are and what you do, (most) everybody is capable of going out and doing their favourite things again even if in a limited capacity so they they are going out and doing it all at once.
Initial Discussions with a Show
Alectai
Speaks Words of Wisdom... On occasion
Dana was doing a great job!
With the initial show of dominance on the part of that Publicani fellow fallen flat, he didn't have much more choice than to simply joke around, claim that he was just 'Testing her resolve', and letting his super protectors set his litter down in the place of one of the chairs. You know it wasn't fake, Dana knows it wasn't fake, it's basically fooling nobody here at all--but the point is that pretending that it's real is letting real important discussion happen instead of…
Well, a bunch of people whipping out shooty things and blasting away and then a lot of people walking away unhappy after an unproductive explosion of violence.
"Now, I will admit that while we were expecting visitors eventually--that we had not quite been expecting three at once." Dana muses after everyone gets all settled in. "Doubly so as I'm almost certain all of you want something completely different given the groups you had arrived with. While I'm entirely happy to accommodate any reasonable requests, it might be best to start with establishing what everybody is doing here."
She takes a moment to assess the group, and sets her gaze on the alien…. Prince? Maybe? Something? "Certainly, we weren't expecting any…"
"Fine gentlemen?" The bald creature chortles. "Oh, it is fine, already this is a far more polite welcome than we normally expect to receive." He's awfully good humored for an abomination you'll admit. "Truth be told, my household and I were seeking some measure of sport--this region of space had a great number of abandoned war machines from the Ka-stil Campaign to target, let alone any poor fellows who grew corrupted under the weight of the years of the Long Night, encountering a human settlement indulging in such strange techniques was a pleasant surprise I will admit though! Your hospitality is an unexpected bonus on top of that!." He reaches for one of the vessels of berry juice left along, takes a moment to sample it, and drinks it with relish. "Even bio-compatible beverages on short notice! Once we're through here, would you mind if I brought a few samples back home?"
Dana nods, seemingly ignoring your wince as all the talking goes on. "I don't see why not, though if you're looking for anything like those Flayers--we've seen them off a good decade back." The Publicani flinches at that, but the alien leans forward. "Yes, we noticed that actually--I would be curious if you would be willing to test the warriors of your household against my own--many of my Immortals are eager to get some exercise against a worthy foes."
Dana ponders the topic, and nods. The alien claps his hands together in good cheer. "Wonderful! My people will speak with your people, and we can work out a fine contest, I'm sure!" He settles back, gesturing for another drink to be poured to your rising horror. You're more than glad then when Dana then gestures to the blue robed man who had come off that rickety thing earlier. The Publicani seems to rustle at the implied snub of being addressed last--but he has little room to debate the effort, given how he embarrassed himself so in the early stages of things.
"Truth be told, we're just looking for a dock, some yardtime, and permission to plumb the asteroid belt for what we need to get ahead on maintenance for once." He shrugs. "Anything else on top of that is just grease on the wheels."
Dana nods. "Reasonable enough, we just got our own dockyards established, we can certainly accommodate those requests."
You look across the table to see the floating bundle of robes and flickering stars waving its hands in front of the fellow's face, babbling something about "But we have to get how they built this thing!" in his face--but he has a firm upper lip, he's a Good Boy too!
She turns her gaze--finally--to the meatball in the middle of the room.
"So, what can I do for the attempted murderer of this planet, master Publicani?" Dana smiles beatifically at that.
Sadly though, it doesn't seem to have the desired effect, whatever it was. He sinks back into his carried throne. "A dismantling of the unsanctioned devices and modifications to the Holy Technologies, a return to the proper way of the Creed, and the disarmament of the population and a punitive tithe of 60% of the planetary gross domestic product over the past ten years, estimated at 300 megatonnes of assorted sanctioned foodstuffs and prometheum assets. Additionally, I will require three million serfs offered up to be distributed as required across the Sector."
Gosh, he just has no shame, does he?
"Mmm, no." Dana dismisses that. "Administratum Guidelines Volume Sixty-three, chapter eighty, guidelines 16 through 30--a frontier world of a population under ten million is obligated a tithe of ten percent of planetary domestic product, and is exempt from tithes of manpower until the fifth generation." She lists the section off piece by piece.
"You seem to be under the impression that you are being given a choice in the matter." The Publicani states. "Already, my Astropath has sent word of the status of this world to the Sector Headquarters, you will submit and turn aside from your heretical ways, or you will be made to submit." He tilts his head back to the stars behind, the orbiting craft behind him revealing the battery of guns.
"And I am informing you--good sir--that you're free to come and have a go if you think you're fucking hard enough." Dana's smile doesn't twitch even a bit. The squirrelly looking robed guy seems to be shrinking back at the sudden upswelling of hostility (The alien guy seems to be watching the show with bated breath.) "But--and this is an important But--I have a giant space tree with an inexhaustible source of power and a friendly goddess at my back who specializes in being a stubborn idiot."
Aww, she really does care!
So she leans forward at that, and smirks.
"So no, mister Taxman--I don't think you can take what I've got."
He pauses at that, self preservation and profit warring with zeal and centuries of conditioning. The latter wins out--as was expected.
"Then so be it' He snorts, and presses a button on his chair. A crack of sudden vacuum as him and his guard are teleported away--you sense the signatures fleeing back to the flagship, but the speed is beyond your ability to interfere.
"How rude" Dana sniffs, and leans back. The guns on the warship begin to power up. "I wasn't lying though when I was talking about these defenses."
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A modern Star Galleon is a thing of brutal calculus, designed for the purpose of extracting as much value from a planet in the shortest period of time possible. Enough cargo space to carry off the spoils of war. Enough berthing to house an army indefinitely--now filled to bursting with mercenaries and household troops. Hangars that can be rapidly repurposed to disgorge squadrons of strike craft or swarms of lifters to move assets with unrivaled speed.
But what most people think about when telling tales of the Star Galleons of the Publicani are their guns.
Once, it was said that the Battle Barge was the last word in planetary assault craft. Agile, heavily armored, with hulking turrets of bombardment cannons capable of tearing apart any it stand against. The pinnacle of shipbuilding technology in that dark age.
While the Adeptus Astartes have evolved their weapons and tactics in the millennia since, their older secrets had been made banal--and a thought occured to the artisans in the greatest shipyards.
"If this was good enough for the Space Marines, it's good enough for us"
A Battle Barge could sport two to three double barreled turrets of Bombardment Cannons
A modern Star Galleon had broadsides of thirty
A rain of planet-killing bombs descended upon the World Tree, a rippling curtain of fire, organized to descend within the same hundred meter radius, any single shot capable of overloading a Void Shield. The logic of this tactic was sound--while a planetary shield had cycle times that dwarfed even the most advanced generators of a voidship, this is generally not inexhaustible. Even if only a single shot from a salvo penetrated--the damage was often enough to cripple a generator, and then more shots got through--the cold logic of numbers winning out against any matter of courage.
But this tactic met its match against the World Tree's defenses. Rooted deep in the planet's mantle, it drew from an inexhaustible supply of thermal energy, feeding into generator-knots, excess stored within the sap as potential electricity.
A blazing green aegis manifested over the world--tinting the skies in the Maiden's light.
Shell after shell slammed in, newborn stars shining in the sky as they exhausted themselves against an unyielding barrier. It did not fade--it did not flicker. It merely stood stoically against the barrage that could bring the most advanced world to its knees.
And when the magazines had been emptied--three thousand shells discharged in the space of five minutes--the radiation cleared--and the World Tree stood pristine, not a single leaf brought to harm.
Cunning minds considered the next move--the defenses were greater than expected, and it would take thirty minutes for the onboard muniton hopper to replace the expended shells. Would a tactical strike be needed to disable this? Perhaps the defense was limited and could not endure forevermore?
Ultimately, the choice was taken from them.
The Canopy's leaves rustled in an unseen wind--titanic vines erupted from it, reaching through the void to the source of danger lurking above. The Star Galleon shuddered as many found it in their quest. Onboard turrets turned their fury onto the vines wrapping about the ship, as the engine bells roared to life, spitting plasma fury to flee the newfound threat. But against the very symbol of a living Goddess--at this range? From this distance?
The vines tensed, and heaved, and the Star Galleon was pulled--meter by meter--into the Canopy. Shields snapped into being, deflecting subsequent salvos aimed to win the craft free--but to no avail.
You settle back at your seat in the Warp, sighing as you witness the display--your counterpart just stared blankly at it, then stared at you.
You tittered softly to yourself, and snapped your Scythe into existence, letting it stand as scepter in your hands. "While mobility is certainly a virtue…" You explain. "There are certain advantages to being a god of stone and soil on their home ground."
The Azure Magus just shook their head.. "I feel like I've been wasting my existence all of a sudden…"
How silly, nobody wastes their existence that way!
Of course, you now did have a rather large fish to deal… You wonder how you should go about cooking it?
[ ] Board the enemy vessel immediately: While your followers haven't had the opportunity to practice much in boarding combat, you have seen before the strength of the Flower Knights in tight quarters, you're sure they'll be able to get the hang of it in a hurry! (Deploy all infantry scale units into the Star Galleon, attempt to seize it. Enemy will have a terrain advantage and whatever surprises a heavily armed tax collector can spring on you--but victory will leave you with an intact vessel--and any prizes carried within.)
[ ] Let them come to you: On the other hand, it might be easier to just let them get their act together and abandon ship. Fighting an opponent on ground of their choosing isn't the best idea, and you don't need a fancy flying space castle that much, do you? (Wait for the Publicani to abandon ship and take the fight to the surface. Allows you to bring your full strength to bear on friendly territory, but likely risks collateral damage on the surface--and if they have a really clever commander, you'll have a hard time winning a battle of maneuver)
You should also decide if you're going to ask for any help while you're at it… Everyone present has assets of their own that could make things go a lot easier… Of course, then they'll expect repayment from it to, which could complicate the later negotiations, while dealing with it entirely yourself will make you look stronger to begin with. Hmmm..
Select from any combination of ordinary invitations, or vote Nobody.
[ ] Invite the Brilliant Sequence
[ ] Invite the Azure Dragoons
[ ] Invite the Sendai Expedition
[ ] Invite Nobody
Vote by Plan, Two Hour Moratorium
With the initial show of dominance on the part of that Publicani fellow fallen flat, he didn't have much more choice than to simply joke around, claim that he was just 'Testing her resolve', and letting his super protectors set his litter down in the place of one of the chairs. You know it wasn't fake, Dana knows it wasn't fake, it's basically fooling nobody here at all--but the point is that pretending that it's real is letting real important discussion happen instead of…
Well, a bunch of people whipping out shooty things and blasting away and then a lot of people walking away unhappy after an unproductive explosion of violence.
"Now, I will admit that while we were expecting visitors eventually--that we had not quite been expecting three at once." Dana muses after everyone gets all settled in. "Doubly so as I'm almost certain all of you want something completely different given the groups you had arrived with. While I'm entirely happy to accommodate any reasonable requests, it might be best to start with establishing what everybody is doing here."
She takes a moment to assess the group, and sets her gaze on the alien…. Prince? Maybe? Something? "Certainly, we weren't expecting any…"
"Fine gentlemen?" The bald creature chortles. "Oh, it is fine, already this is a far more polite welcome than we normally expect to receive." He's awfully good humored for an abomination you'll admit. "Truth be told, my household and I were seeking some measure of sport--this region of space had a great number of abandoned war machines from the Ka-stil Campaign to target, let alone any poor fellows who grew corrupted under the weight of the years of the Long Night, encountering a human settlement indulging in such strange techniques was a pleasant surprise I will admit though! Your hospitality is an unexpected bonus on top of that!." He reaches for one of the vessels of berry juice left along, takes a moment to sample it, and drinks it with relish. "Even bio-compatible beverages on short notice! Once we're through here, would you mind if I brought a few samples back home?"
Dana nods, seemingly ignoring your wince as all the talking goes on. "I don't see why not, though if you're looking for anything like those Flayers--we've seen them off a good decade back." The Publicani flinches at that, but the alien leans forward. "Yes, we noticed that actually--I would be curious if you would be willing to test the warriors of your household against my own--many of my Immortals are eager to get some exercise against a worthy foes."
Dana ponders the topic, and nods. The alien claps his hands together in good cheer. "Wonderful! My people will speak with your people, and we can work out a fine contest, I'm sure!" He settles back, gesturing for another drink to be poured to your rising horror. You're more than glad then when Dana then gestures to the blue robed man who had come off that rickety thing earlier. The Publicani seems to rustle at the implied snub of being addressed last--but he has little room to debate the effort, given how he embarrassed himself so in the early stages of things.
"Truth be told, we're just looking for a dock, some yardtime, and permission to plumb the asteroid belt for what we need to get ahead on maintenance for once." He shrugs. "Anything else on top of that is just grease on the wheels."
Dana nods. "Reasonable enough, we just got our own dockyards established, we can certainly accommodate those requests."
You look across the table to see the floating bundle of robes and flickering stars waving its hands in front of the fellow's face, babbling something about "But we have to get how they built this thing!" in his face--but he has a firm upper lip, he's a Good Boy too!
She turns her gaze--finally--to the meatball in the middle of the room.
"So, what can I do for the attempted murderer of this planet, master Publicani?" Dana smiles beatifically at that.
Sadly though, it doesn't seem to have the desired effect, whatever it was. He sinks back into his carried throne. "A dismantling of the unsanctioned devices and modifications to the Holy Technologies, a return to the proper way of the Creed, and the disarmament of the population and a punitive tithe of 60% of the planetary gross domestic product over the past ten years, estimated at 300 megatonnes of assorted sanctioned foodstuffs and prometheum assets. Additionally, I will require three million serfs offered up to be distributed as required across the Sector."
Gosh, he just has no shame, does he?
"Mmm, no." Dana dismisses that. "Administratum Guidelines Volume Sixty-three, chapter eighty, guidelines 16 through 30--a frontier world of a population under ten million is obligated a tithe of ten percent of planetary domestic product, and is exempt from tithes of manpower until the fifth generation." She lists the section off piece by piece.
"You seem to be under the impression that you are being given a choice in the matter." The Publicani states. "Already, my Astropath has sent word of the status of this world to the Sector Headquarters, you will submit and turn aside from your heretical ways, or you will be made to submit." He tilts his head back to the stars behind, the orbiting craft behind him revealing the battery of guns.
"And I am informing you--good sir--that you're free to come and have a go if you think you're fucking hard enough." Dana's smile doesn't twitch even a bit. The squirrelly looking robed guy seems to be shrinking back at the sudden upswelling of hostility (The alien guy seems to be watching the show with bated breath.) "But--and this is an important But--I have a giant space tree with an inexhaustible source of power and a friendly goddess at my back who specializes in being a stubborn idiot."
Aww, she really does care!
So she leans forward at that, and smirks.
"So no, mister Taxman--I don't think you can take what I've got."
He pauses at that, self preservation and profit warring with zeal and centuries of conditioning. The latter wins out--as was expected.
"Then so be it' He snorts, and presses a button on his chair. A crack of sudden vacuum as him and his guard are teleported away--you sense the signatures fleeing back to the flagship, but the speed is beyond your ability to interfere.
"How rude" Dana sniffs, and leans back. The guns on the warship begin to power up. "I wasn't lying though when I was talking about these defenses."
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A modern Star Galleon is a thing of brutal calculus, designed for the purpose of extracting as much value from a planet in the shortest period of time possible. Enough cargo space to carry off the spoils of war. Enough berthing to house an army indefinitely--now filled to bursting with mercenaries and household troops. Hangars that can be rapidly repurposed to disgorge squadrons of strike craft or swarms of lifters to move assets with unrivaled speed.
But what most people think about when telling tales of the Star Galleons of the Publicani are their guns.
Once, it was said that the Battle Barge was the last word in planetary assault craft. Agile, heavily armored, with hulking turrets of bombardment cannons capable of tearing apart any it stand against. The pinnacle of shipbuilding technology in that dark age.
While the Adeptus Astartes have evolved their weapons and tactics in the millennia since, their older secrets had been made banal--and a thought occured to the artisans in the greatest shipyards.
"If this was good enough for the Space Marines, it's good enough for us"
A Battle Barge could sport two to three double barreled turrets of Bombardment Cannons
A modern Star Galleon had broadsides of thirty
A rain of planet-killing bombs descended upon the World Tree, a rippling curtain of fire, organized to descend within the same hundred meter radius, any single shot capable of overloading a Void Shield. The logic of this tactic was sound--while a planetary shield had cycle times that dwarfed even the most advanced generators of a voidship, this is generally not inexhaustible. Even if only a single shot from a salvo penetrated--the damage was often enough to cripple a generator, and then more shots got through--the cold logic of numbers winning out against any matter of courage.
But this tactic met its match against the World Tree's defenses. Rooted deep in the planet's mantle, it drew from an inexhaustible supply of thermal energy, feeding into generator-knots, excess stored within the sap as potential electricity.
A blazing green aegis manifested over the world--tinting the skies in the Maiden's light.
Shell after shell slammed in, newborn stars shining in the sky as they exhausted themselves against an unyielding barrier. It did not fade--it did not flicker. It merely stood stoically against the barrage that could bring the most advanced world to its knees.
And when the magazines had been emptied--three thousand shells discharged in the space of five minutes--the radiation cleared--and the World Tree stood pristine, not a single leaf brought to harm.
Cunning minds considered the next move--the defenses were greater than expected, and it would take thirty minutes for the onboard muniton hopper to replace the expended shells. Would a tactical strike be needed to disable this? Perhaps the defense was limited and could not endure forevermore?
Ultimately, the choice was taken from them.
The Canopy's leaves rustled in an unseen wind--titanic vines erupted from it, reaching through the void to the source of danger lurking above. The Star Galleon shuddered as many found it in their quest. Onboard turrets turned their fury onto the vines wrapping about the ship, as the engine bells roared to life, spitting plasma fury to flee the newfound threat. But against the very symbol of a living Goddess--at this range? From this distance?
The vines tensed, and heaved, and the Star Galleon was pulled--meter by meter--into the Canopy. Shields snapped into being, deflecting subsequent salvos aimed to win the craft free--but to no avail.
You settle back at your seat in the Warp, sighing as you witness the display--your counterpart just stared blankly at it, then stared at you.
You tittered softly to yourself, and snapped your Scythe into existence, letting it stand as scepter in your hands. "While mobility is certainly a virtue…" You explain. "There are certain advantages to being a god of stone and soil on their home ground."
The Azure Magus just shook their head.. "I feel like I've been wasting my existence all of a sudden…"
How silly, nobody wastes their existence that way!
Of course, you now did have a rather large fish to deal… You wonder how you should go about cooking it?
[ ] Board the enemy vessel immediately: While your followers haven't had the opportunity to practice much in boarding combat, you have seen before the strength of the Flower Knights in tight quarters, you're sure they'll be able to get the hang of it in a hurry! (Deploy all infantry scale units into the Star Galleon, attempt to seize it. Enemy will have a terrain advantage and whatever surprises a heavily armed tax collector can spring on you--but victory will leave you with an intact vessel--and any prizes carried within.)
[ ] Let them come to you: On the other hand, it might be easier to just let them get their act together and abandon ship. Fighting an opponent on ground of their choosing isn't the best idea, and you don't need a fancy flying space castle that much, do you? (Wait for the Publicani to abandon ship and take the fight to the surface. Allows you to bring your full strength to bear on friendly territory, but likely risks collateral damage on the surface--and if they have a really clever commander, you'll have a hard time winning a battle of maneuver)
You should also decide if you're going to ask for any help while you're at it… Everyone present has assets of their own that could make things go a lot easier… Of course, then they'll expect repayment from it to, which could complicate the later negotiations, while dealing with it entirely yourself will make you look stronger to begin with. Hmmm..
Select from any combination of ordinary invitations, or vote Nobody.
[ ] Invite the Brilliant Sequence
[ ] Invite the Azure Dragoons
[ ] Invite the Sendai Expedition
[ ] Invite Nobody
Vote by Plan, Two Hour Moratorium
[ ] Board the enemy vessel immediately
[ ] Invite the Brilliant Sequence
[ ] Invite the Azure Dragoons
[ ] Invite the Sendai Expedition
This is what I'm leaning towards. Virtually guarantees getting the vessel, though it does put us a bit in debt to them I think the whole "inviting everyone" actually acts as mitigation. We're not begging them for help, we're offering to share the fight.
[ ] Invite the Brilliant Sequence
[ ] Invite the Azure Dragoons
[ ] Invite the Sendai Expedition
This is what I'm leaning towards. Virtually guarantees getting the vessel, though it does put us a bit in debt to them I think the whole "inviting everyone" actually acts as mitigation. We're not begging them for help, we're offering to share the fight.
Evaunit02mark1
S-s-smell the Prey, S-s-start the Hunt.
Never let your opponent dictate terms.
I say we board them immediately, cut the cancer out at the root and deny them any silly notions of "We can escape" or "Self destruct."
As for help, well the question remains on what they would want for that help.
The Azure Dragoons would probably be the best at the action, but would they want to attack them? Bad blood may be had yes, but even so this would be attacking an imperial vessel.
Then again the whole reason they're here is because we convinced them that we weren't a threat and the fuckers up top decided that "Compassion" equaled "Corruption". Not completely unfounded mind you, Warhammer has taught them this the hard way multiple times from multiple angles, but the fact remains. This would be a pretty big ask for them, especially when their order is as damaged as they currently are. We'd be asking a dude who just recovered from a gut wound to help us move some furniture.
The Blue Robed brother we never knew we had is in dire straights at the moment. While they might be willing to join in the question for them is "can they spare the expense." Sure we're willing to give them access to a shipyard and basic repairs, but man power is man power, and that's a lot to spend on a request for aid. I expect them to want to turn a profit somehow, possibly even taking the ship as a prize.
As for the Necrontyr reborn? They'd do it for shit's and giggles, but they'd want to be paid out the nose for it. They know they're good at what they do and they've got no problems flaunting it, but they don't come cheap. You get Necrontyr service you pay Necrontyr prices, and these motherfuckers now exactly how much they're worth.
Expect not only the ship lost/completely destroyed, but also our personal resources and possibly even favors and/or debts.
I say we board them immediately, cut the cancer out at the root and deny them any silly notions of "We can escape" or "Self destruct."
As for help, well the question remains on what they would want for that help.
The Azure Dragoons would probably be the best at the action, but would they want to attack them? Bad blood may be had yes, but even so this would be attacking an imperial vessel.
Then again the whole reason they're here is because we convinced them that we weren't a threat and the fuckers up top decided that "Compassion" equaled "Corruption". Not completely unfounded mind you, Warhammer has taught them this the hard way multiple times from multiple angles, but the fact remains. This would be a pretty big ask for them, especially when their order is as damaged as they currently are. We'd be asking a dude who just recovered from a gut wound to help us move some furniture.
The Blue Robed brother we never knew we had is in dire straights at the moment. While they might be willing to join in the question for them is "can they spare the expense." Sure we're willing to give them access to a shipyard and basic repairs, but man power is man power, and that's a lot to spend on a request for aid. I expect them to want to turn a profit somehow, possibly even taking the ship as a prize.
As for the Necrontyr reborn? They'd do it for shit's and giggles, but they'd want to be paid out the nose for it. They know they're good at what they do and they've got no problems flaunting it, but they don't come cheap. You get Necrontyr service you pay Necrontyr prices, and these motherfuckers now exactly how much they're worth.
Expect not only the ship lost/completely destroyed, but also our personal resources and possibly even favors and/or debts.
- Location
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I want to invite the Sendai. While it might hurt in the short term from the price they'll extract, I'm thinking more long term here. Bluntly, the Maiden doesn't like the Necrontyr. She outright calls them abominations in this update. This will inevitably color her decision-making going forward. While this might not be an issue in other circumstances, we currently exist on the border of Necrontyr Central. Thus, inherently loathing that entire species is probably not ideal. I also don't think this will be a problem that resolves itself.
The main way around this will be to either stack bonuses to Necrontyr diplo or try to make the VM get over herself, and the way to either or even both of those starts with a nice little show of good faith. Agreeing to their tournament is certainly a start to that, but inviting them to fight alongside us is a logical next step.
Plus, they happen to be very good at what they do. Almost as much as the beakies.
And if we're inviting those gits we may as well board the ship, because the Sendai likely have some very strong forces for boarding operations. As said, Immortals just to start with.
The main way around this will be to either stack bonuses to Necrontyr diplo or try to make the VM get over herself, and the way to either or even both of those starts with a nice little show of good faith. Agreeing to their tournament is certainly a start to that, but inviting them to fight alongside us is a logical next step.
Plus, they happen to be very good at what they do. Almost as much as the beakies.
And if we're inviting those gits we may as well board the ship, because the Sendai likely have some very strong forces for boarding operations. As said, Immortals just to start with.
meianmaru
The Devourer of Fiction
Like I already said on Discord, the "Suddenly, an anti-orbital vine-strike" -part had me laughing at sheer disbelief about the ability of the Maiden to flex. On the vote itself, I'm in favor of at least Boarding and getting help from Sendai. ES, made already some good points, and owning them some favors could be actually good in the long run. Besides, as they have drones and teleoperated bodies to do the fighting, they won't be risking any of their lives, plus their Prince was already literally looking for a fight. Well, I say lets give him one.
On Space Marines, I don't want to ask their help as they are on their last leg currently, but I could be convinced about the Brilliant Sequence if there are enough of good enough reasons to do so.
On Space Marines, I don't want to ask their help as they are on their last leg currently, but I could be convinced about the Brilliant Sequence if there are enough of good enough reasons to do so.
- Location
- Ekaterinburg, Russia
Let me be quite clear on one point. If we are boarding the Star Galleon, I will definitely invite the Azure Magus. (Brilliant Sequence).
Not only are they a God of Artifice, and therefore it is well within their purview to deal with all the high tech curveballs the Publicani can and will throw at us. This also allows us to, well, bargain with the chips we don't actually have, because asking to share of Publicani tech is probably going to be one of the conditions for their help.
Put simply - asking Brilliant Sequence to assist should have them be in a specialist/tech advisor role while the Maiden's people provide actual Manpower.
Not only are they a God of Artifice, and therefore it is well within their purview to deal with all the high tech curveballs the Publicani can and will throw at us. This also allows us to, well, bargain with the chips we don't actually have, because asking to share of Publicani tech is probably going to be one of the conditions for their help.
Put simply - asking Brilliant Sequence to assist should have them be in a specialist/tech advisor role while the Maiden's people provide actual Manpower.
I'd say Azure Magus would be good for taking the ship even if few or none of her people actually help out here.
Lets see:
-Brilliant Sequence
--Azure Magus is feeling a little useless after seeing an infrastructure god use infrastructure. Participation would be good for morale.
--Azure Magus is a god and derives direct, tangible benefits from participation due to increasing awareness granting power.
--Azure Magus does not have a lot of manpower to lose, but is presumably a competent god.
-Azure Dragoons
--They'd be reluctant to fight Imperials
--They're well suited to fighting Imperials in terms of equipment. Nothing better than Space Marines in a boarding action.
--They're ragged and really can't afford losses.
-Sendai Expedition
--Literally looking for a good fight
--Optics may be bad for us if they join, its hard enough to deprogram indoctrinated people without attacking them alongside skeletonrobotmen.
--Can afford losses.
I'm inclined to invite the Brilliant Sequence and MAYBE the Sendai Expedition. The Azure Dragoons would feel compelled to respond to a call for aid but can't afford it.
-Brilliant Sequence
--Azure Magus is feeling a little useless after seeing an infrastructure god use infrastructure. Participation would be good for morale.
--Azure Magus is a god and derives direct, tangible benefits from participation due to increasing awareness granting power.
--Azure Magus does not have a lot of manpower to lose, but is presumably a competent god.
-Azure Dragoons
--They'd be reluctant to fight Imperials
--They're well suited to fighting Imperials in terms of equipment. Nothing better than Space Marines in a boarding action.
--They're ragged and really can't afford losses.
-Sendai Expedition
--Literally looking for a good fight
--Optics may be bad for us if they join, its hard enough to deprogram indoctrinated people without attacking them alongside skeletonrobotmen.
--Can afford losses.
I'm inclined to invite the Brilliant Sequence and MAYBE the Sendai Expedition. The Azure Dragoons would feel compelled to respond to a call for aid but can't afford it.
Verdant Maiden uses "All the infrastructure"!
It's very effective!
Now about the vote - I am for boarding now.
Not only could we get a lot out of it, engaging in a war of maneuvers on the surface could turn into an unholy grind, it also would give the crew time to deny us a lot of assets.
Regarding help - I am on board with either "Nobody" to maximize gains or with both AM and the Necrons - they were attacked as well, being our guests, and such a cooperative action should be a good bonding experience for the parties involved, even while costing us some (a lot, probably) of the spoils.
The Astartes are not here, in dire straits, and possibly not enthused attacking imperials, so I would prefer not to ask them.
It's very effective!
Now about the vote - I am for boarding now.
Not only could we get a lot out of it, engaging in a war of maneuvers on the surface could turn into an unholy grind, it also would give the crew time to deny us a lot of assets.
Regarding help - I am on board with either "Nobody" to maximize gains or with both AM and the Necrons - they were attacked as well, being our guests, and such a cooperative action should be a good bonding experience for the parties involved, even while costing us some (a lot, probably) of the spoils.
The Astartes are not here, in dire straits, and possibly not enthused attacking imperials, so I would prefer not to ask them.
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- Location
- being near locations is my passion.
Feeling useful feels nice, and giving cute lil' sis a bit of bargining power she can cash in with us will assist in the development of longer term cooperative relationship, and there is of course the value of whatever assistance she can provide here also.
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- Location
- United States
[X]Plan: Family Outing
-[X] Board the enemy vessel immediately
-[X] Invite the Brilliant Sequence
Initiative, initiative, initiative.
-[X] Board the enemy vessel immediately
-[X] Invite the Brilliant Sequence
Initiative, initiative, initiative.
[X]Plan: Family Outing
-[X] Board the enemy vessel immediately
-[X] Invite the Brilliant Sequence
We'll need those ships for what's coming and to avoid infrastructure damages.
-[X] Board the enemy vessel immediately
-[X] Invite the Brilliant Sequence
We'll need those ships for what's coming and to avoid infrastructure damages.
[X]Plan: Family Outing
-[X] Board the enemy vessel immediately
-[X] Invite the Brilliant Sequence
-[X] Board the enemy vessel immediately
-[X] Invite the Brilliant Sequence