Lady Selune

[Storms and Shadows] - A Black Crusade inspired 40k Chaos RP.

Wow.

Rood.

[Storms and Shadows] - A Black Crusade inspired 40k Chaos RP.

The next figure to walk into the room filled Kotys not with horror or disgust, but with pure perverted interest. The monster of a man, muscle and mutated flesh, barely even human, but instead looking more xenos than homo... She had heard about him. Heard much about him and the blood she spilled. Her long tongue slipped out into the air, tasting it, and then slowly, almost sensually licking her lips. he was beyond dangerous, beyond powerful, possibly even more powerful than the astartes standing in this room, but by the Prince was he a sight to see.

Of course, sadly but sadly was what she had learned and what she could see merely from looking at him. That awful triangular mark across his chest, one that spoke of how he cared for nothing but blood and death and violence, with no respect for the pleasure of pain and the satisfaction in each slice... And even less care for other things. Yet... Well, she could still want him, working for her, on top of her... She smacked her lips once her tongue had retracted, wondering if he had noticed her lingering gaze, before finally turning back to their host.

They were to retrive an artifact, to be repaid in plunder and in slaves. Her gaze flitted back to the crowd of owned souls in the room, many wide-eyed at the display of so many chaos worshippers and mutations around them, and she could feel a little bubble of glee well up in her chest. There was to be no faliure in this quest. Absolute perfection only.

She would take a seat and slouch comfortably as the craft began to make its way down to the surface. Twirling her cane in her hand, her eyes would find themselves drawn to a figure whose exploits preceeded them. Princess Natalia- the wannabe Pirate Queen. Standing up, she was about to introduce herself to the woman when the ship they were in was rocked by a shuddering explosion. Her frail figure was sent flying across the craft, dangerously close to the disgusting slug of the nurgulite, and her cane was sent flying out of her hand, clattering into the wall. At the last moment she managed to twist her body so that she wasn't shattered upon contact with the side, but still felt the wind knocked out of her as she was brought to an unexpected stop by the wall.

Rolling to the floor, hacking up phlegm and gasping to replace the air that had been knocked out of her lungs, she would scramble for her weapon, praying that the hull integrity of the ship would hold. She had no vaccum-safe equipment on her- if there was going to be no air, things were going to get difficult.

[Storms and Shadows] - A Black Crusade inspired 40k Chaos RP.

I think in this situation we should just crack on, else we risk stalling out.

[Storms and Shadows] - A Black Crusade inspired 40k Chaos RP.

@Bloodrose

God, and she got the ship arranged and she got it up there... Boo.

[Storms and Shadows] - A Black Crusade inspired 40k Chaos RP.

Lady Kotys

Kotys is a lady that looks of far higher birth than she actually is. She is lithe, slender and athletic, with prominent cheekbones and plenty of makeup to cover up whichever aspect of herself she deems unfitting of her that particular day. Beyond what was granted to her by birth, many of the more common signs of slaneeshi corruption display themselves across her. Her skin is marked with the Prince of Pleasure's symbol- its location etched into the skin just below her belly buttom, her tongue is unusually long and slightly forked, her eyes are particularly bright and abhumanly coloured, and despite wearing no perfume she always seems to have a pleasant odour, but there are no clawed arms or horns from her jaw.

In terms of how she acts, Kotys seems to have been born for the specific kind of shady politics that is oh-so-useful in the Imperium. Cunning, extremley manipulative and with few qualms for petty crimes such as blackmail, fraud, bribery, intimidation and politically motivated assault, Slaneesh's influcence has only increased her political acumen, not entirely overtaken it.

Besides political ability however, Kotys manages to tick most of the boxes when it comes to a folloewr of Slaneesh. Hedonistic, overindulgent, lustful and indulgent to a fault, Kotys' victories are marked by wild parties, many of which don't end until bodies are being carted away.

Born on Skuberrmia, Kotys never really had much of a choice to be a good, Emperor-fearing citizen. In the muck and dirt of the planet she was raised, her parents Slaneeshi cultists much like she would grow up to be. With her parents increasingly focused on debauchery rather than actually raising her, it was only the fact that Kotys was unusually intelligent and lucid that managed to carry her through her formative years without an overdose.

Once she was old enough to flee the nest she began to cultivate a reputation for herself, slowly creeping into first the peripharies, and then the lower boundaries of the politican machinations of the planet. Although hardly a VIP, her work has bourne small fruits- she can claim quite honestly to have a small following, and her 'office' is at least large enough to house the many colourful characters that come through its doors.

That being said, Kotys rapidly tires of being such a small fish. She wishes to place herself on the map of Skuberrmia, and the best way of doing so, at least in her mind, is to do something truly impressive- to drag the spotlight onto her by force.

[Storms and Shadows] - A Black Crusade inspired 40k Chaos RP.

How did a minor politican with campaign funds of less than a labourer could earn in a month manage to arrive in orbit? The answer, as it was with most things, was because she hadn't acquired her little craft legitimately. Not even large enough to deserve its own name, Kotys' vehicle was the sort of shuttle normally owned by planetary govenors, used to go between their low-orbit mansions and their domains. Mouldering at the docks, it hadn't taken much convincing for her to get her hands on it and even less to get it repaired, the workmen repaid in the barter of Slaneesh... Or as it was better known, a lot of chems.

So it was that Kotys ascended towards The Awoken. In one hand she idly swirled a glass of double-distilled amasec, enjoying the pleasant burn as it slid down her throat, whilst the other twirled a most curious weapon. Although ostensibly looking to be a serrated sort of sword, a press of a button by the hilt would see it structure collapse into a long, thin whip, the length of which could be given a shocking treat to the poor soul unfortunate enough to be on the receiveing end of a blow from it.

She arrived without much ceremony. Her ship docked, its few crewmembers stayed aboard and she stepped off, the sheath for her blade revealing its third function, that being the fact that it was also a rather handy walking cane. So it was with her weapon softly clacking against the floor and her dress softly shimmering in the light that she would enter the meeting place, stifling a whistle as she did so.

She knew when she was amongst fine company... And among brutal company. The display here was rather staggering, from the pleasing sights of the various slaves dotted about, to the disgusting presence of a nurglite... And then the towering figures that dominated the place even more than their host did. Astartes. She massaged her neck slightly, easing down a particularly stubbon lump that had sprung up in her throat. She was in the presence of figures that could leave the room looking like an abbatoir without breaking a sweat.

Strictly speaking, she would pay homage to their benevolent invitor first... But she would rather indulge just a little bit before business sucked up all of her attention. One hand would trail along the back of a figure not quite male and not quite female, who would soon feel the chill of whispered air in their ear. Walking to the front of the room, still shooting the astartes (and to a lesser extent the ogryns) glances, the slaneeshi would offer a poor woman's cursty, standing up from it and tossing her cane from hand to hand.

"Lady Kotys, at your service. Might I say, a pleasure to meet the two of you."

[Storms and Shadows] - A Black Crusade inspired 40k Chaos RP.

@Guy0fV4lor

Not entirely unplausable for a Slaneeshi, but it's more 'cot-es.'

[Storms and Shadows] - A Black Crusade inspired 40k Chaos RP.

Sheesh, a girl leaves for a week and everything moves on without her :P

Finally!

Kotys is a lady that looks of far higher birth than she actually is. She is lithe, slender and athletic, with prominent cheekbones and plenty of makeup to cover up whichever aspect of herself she deems unfitting of her that particular day. Beyond what was granted to her by birth, many of the more common signs of slaneeshi corruption display themselves across her. Her skin is marked with the Prince of Pleasure's symbol- its location etched into the skin just below her belly buttom, her tongue is unusually long and slightly forked, her eyes are particularly bright and abhumanly coloured, and despite wearing no perfume she always seems to have a pleasant odour, but there are no clawed arms or horns from her jaw.

In terms of how she acts, Kotys seems to have been born for the specific kind of shady politics that is oh-so-useful in the Imperium. Cunning, extremley manipulative and with few qualms for petty crimes such as blackmail, fraud, bribery, intimidation and politically motivated assault, Slaneesh's influcence has only increased her political acumen, not entirely overtaken it.

Besides political ability however, Kotys manages to tick most of the boxes when it comes to a folloewr of Slaneesh. Hedonistic, overindulgent, lustful and indulgent to a fault, Kotys' victories are marked by wild parties, many of which don't end until bodies are being carted away.

Born on Skuberrmia, Kotys never really had much of a choice to be a good, Emperor-fearing citizen. In the muck and dirt of the planet she was raised, her parents Slaneeshi cultists much like she would grow up to be. With her parents increasingly focused on debauchery rather than actually raising her, it was only the fact that Kotys was unusually intelligent and lucid that managed to carry her through her formative years without an overdose.

Once she was old enough to flee the nest she began to cultivate a reputation for herself, slowly creeping into first the peripharies, and then the lower boundaries of the politican machinations of the planet. Although hardly a VIP, her work has bourne small fruits- she can claim quite honestly to have a small following, and her 'office' is at least large enough to house the many colourful characters that come through its doors.

That being said, Kotys rapidly tires of being such a small fish. She wishes to place herself on the map of Skuberrmia, and the best way of doing so, at least in her mind, is to do something truly impressive- to drag the spotlight onto her by force.

[Storms and Shadows] - A Black Crusade inspired 40k Chaos RP.

Also, just to let you know, it was a bitch finding an image I liked that didn't have straight up tits.

[Storms and Shadows] - A Black Crusade inspired 40k Chaos RP.

So, I will say this is a HUGE WIP. I actually did lose a much better CS, and so I wanted to get my core ideas down and show my interest before I got derailed again or some other bollocks happened. I don't think major details will change much, I'll just... Not have it all in bullet points like a scrub.

WIP

Name/Titles: 'Lady' Kotys

Denomination: Deliciously overindulgent and overexuberent... A hallmark of the Prince of Pleasure.

Appearance:

- Slender and lithe
- Shows many of the more typical slaneeshi corruption traits- bright eyes, His symbol located on her body, an elongated tongue and a generally 'pleasant' odour about her, but nothing that would provide a smoking gun of evidence towards her corruption.
- Tends to wear 'disposable' clothing, normally it covers her, but it can be torn away to allow for perversions.

Personality: (Your character’s non-physical traits).

- Extremley manipulating and wily, even without Slaneesh's influence.
- As would be expected, hedonistic and overindulgent to a rather large fault.
- Considers herself noble despite very very poor birth.

Biography:

- Born on the planet, in the scum and muck.
- Parents were Slaneeshi, practically doomed from the start.
- Unusually lucid and intelligent for one that spent their time admist hedonistic drug binges pretty much 24/7.
- Naturally excellent at manipulation, and has wormed her way into low-level politics.
- Tires of being a small fish, seeks something grand to splash her name across the planet, to break into the 'scene,' so to speak.

Other: (Any other pieces of important information which you wish to include.)