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i am here to do the destiny things
i am here to do the destiny things
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Yeah sure, what do I need to know?
I'll PM the information to you in a couple of hours, I need to confirm it with my Co-GMs. Since we've been throwing lots of ideas around, I'm not entirely sure what we're going with.
Lotta, want to take us to the Brothel?
"Its origin was that of a Greater Daemon." Adrianne stated. She paused to give Zhevon time to think. "I do not know its exact origin, but if I am to guess, I would suspect it to be a Keeper of Secrets, a Greater Daemon affiliated with Slaanesh. Hiding on a garden world is typical of their kind. We are going to need some heavy weapons and support if we are to deal with a Greater Daemon." She continued as they reached the elevator. "But I'm sure you already knew that." She quickly added.
Zhevon rubbed the bottom half of his faceplate and let out an "Mmm" of agreement, "I'll have to make some calls before I come to a decision on what to do about our problem." He replied. His mind went to several of his friends who were sure to help, if they could reach the planet in time. His train of thought was broken by their resident Sister of Battle, Aviza. She approached them and confronted Adrianne about the big problem. Zhevon inhaled to reply, but Stukov was quicker. He added his own thoughts to the confrontation, thoughts that Zhevon found himself agreeing with. Adrianne was then next to speak. Zhevon rubbed the back of his neck as he found no comfortable place for him to enter the conversation.
Soon they reached the ground floor and Aviza was the first one out and the first one into the truck. Zhevon waited a second just to be sure that nobody else had something to say. "Well." He began, letting out a long exhale, "Cults have been known to summon Greater Daemons to expand their influence on the world, eventually launching an invasion, and conquering the world easily once all their pieces are in place. If they plan to do that, we'll have some time still. I'll be sending some messages before I decide on what to do about it. For now, we will progress as usual." He said, taking his leave of the elevator and walking towards the truck. Once everyone had gotten in, Bravo began to drive, switching on the sirens to ensure a quick trip.
Zhevon rubbed the bottom half of his faceplate and let out an "Mmm" of agreement, "I'll have to make some calls before I come to a decision on what to do about our problem." He replied. His mind went to several of his friends who were sure to help, if they could reach the planet in time. His train of thought was broken by their resident Sister of Battle, Aviza. She approached them and confronted Adrianne about the big problem. Zhevon inhaled to reply, but Stukov was quicker. He added his own thoughts to the confrontation, thoughts that Zhevon found himself agreeing with. Adrianne was then next to speak. Zhevon rubbed the back of his neck as he found no comfortable place for him to enter the conversation.
Soon they reached the ground floor and Aviza was the first one out and the first one into the truck. Zhevon waited a second just to be sure that nobody else had something to say. "Well." He began, letting out a long exhale, "Cults have been known to summon Greater Daemons to expand their influence on the world, eventually launching an invasion, and conquering the world easily once all their pieces are in place. If they plan to do that, we'll have some time still. I'll be sending some messages before I decide on what to do about it. For now, we will progress as usual." He said, taking his leave of the elevator and walking towards the truck. Once everyone had gotten in, Bravo began to drive, switching on the sirens to ensure a quick trip.
Collab post complete, we're getting this show back on the road
Got a short post up, couldn't summon the creative juices to make it longer, but eh.
I'm going to be working on the next map we're going to be using.
I'm going to be working on the next map we're going to be using.
"It's probably best to summon the Inquisitor to see this for himself before we leave for the Brothel." Adrianne said, "What's more, we also know that these three suspects left in what they described as a truck through what must have been some back or auxiliary exit, probably at one of the lower levels. Possibly connected to one of the many underground highways. We also have a rough timestamp of the time they left the gallery, which we can combine with local traffic surveillance to perhaps get a picture of their truck, or even track their movements in the hive city!"
Zhevon spoke up, "Right then. A name, and a brothel." He began, "Alpha, get on the name and see if there's any connections, be sure to use Psyker Velenthins suggestions. Bravo, lets get your truck warmed up. We're going to that Brothel to take a look at it." Zhevon walked to the table, while Alpha went onto his computers, and Bravo left the safehouse to the truck they were going to use. He looked over his team to make sure they were ready and noticed that Adrianne had gone pale with something similar to the thousand yard stare. Zhevon leaned over to make sure he was in her vision and asked, "Psyker Velenthin, are you okay?"
Zhevon spoke up, "Right then. A name, and a brothel." He began, "Alpha, get on the name and see if there's any connections, be sure to use Psyker Velenthins suggestions. Bravo, lets get your truck warmed up. We're going to that Brothel to take a look at it." Zhevon walked to the table, while Alpha went onto his computers, and Bravo left the safehouse to the truck they were going to use. He looked over his team to make sure they were ready and noticed that Adrianne had gone pale with something similar to the thousand yard stare. Zhevon leaned over to make sure he was in her vision and asked, "Psyker Velenthin, are you okay?"
How is that time schedule of yours looking for the next couple of days, @Skyrte? :P
Thursday is when I'm supposed to have my thing done.
Also congratulations you and Andromedai are Co-GMs.
Okay. I am dropping out for real this time. The speed of the rp, the breaking of canon, and the outright silly nature that it seems to be devolving to has just really killed the setting and atmosphere for me. I hope you guys have fun
If you ever want to come back, you're welcome to.
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So, about my application?
I really don't like the big and powerful but less than intelligent thing you want to do, sorry.
Ill be posting sometime tomorrow to get us rolling towards that big bad ominous thing
first to the brothel though.
first to the brothel though.
“Do you bake pastries like this often Inquisitor Zhevon? I am impressed, next time we have the chance I would like to try and make something more complicated with you, if you would be interested?”
"Fairly often." He replied simply,
"I would like to talk to you about the events that transpired inside of the Military Memorial Art Gallery and why you found it necessary to break in. What were you looking for inside of that building, what were those statues, and why would you break in when you could just as easily use the front door to enter?” The sister asked.
Zhevon washed his hands and put his leather gloves back on, "The Gallery was closed at the time, and we had a possible lead. What we're going after is a page from a book, a particularly powerful page from a powerful book. I suspect the page contains the true name of a Greater Daemon or something like that." He explained, "We were supposedly going in undetected, didn't want to scare away our possible lead. The statues are called St. Ives Statues, lesser Daemons that attach themselves to a sculpture or a statue to anchor their presence in our world. They are usually passive, preferring to talk instead of fight, they also don't leave their nest."
“I also wanted to ask if there is a shower I could use, and potentially a bed I could sleep upon as well.”
"There should be a bedroom and restroom on the second floor on the apartment." He picked up the pie and exited the kitchen, pointing at the staircase with his free hand. He came into the living room just in time to see the trio on the screen. Zhevon put the pie on the table with some plates and forks, watching the screen.
As soon as the recording finished, a wave of discomfort swept over the entire island. For Psykers, it would feel like a surge of anger. Zhevon looked at the others, knowing that the wave of discomfort was not natural. Bravo walked over to them from the corner that he and Alpha were standing in, "I just got reports of a brothel being burned down. Seems awfully coincidental, maybe we should check it out."
"Fairly often." He replied simply,
"I would like to talk to you about the events that transpired inside of the Military Memorial Art Gallery and why you found it necessary to break in. What were you looking for inside of that building, what were those statues, and why would you break in when you could just as easily use the front door to enter?” The sister asked.
Zhevon washed his hands and put his leather gloves back on, "The Gallery was closed at the time, and we had a possible lead. What we're going after is a page from a book, a particularly powerful page from a powerful book. I suspect the page contains the true name of a Greater Daemon or something like that." He explained, "We were supposedly going in undetected, didn't want to scare away our possible lead. The statues are called St. Ives Statues, lesser Daemons that attach themselves to a sculpture or a statue to anchor their presence in our world. They are usually passive, preferring to talk instead of fight, they also don't leave their nest."
“I also wanted to ask if there is a shower I could use, and potentially a bed I could sleep upon as well.”
"There should be a bedroom and restroom on the second floor on the apartment." He picked up the pie and exited the kitchen, pointing at the staircase with his free hand. He came into the living room just in time to see the trio on the screen. Zhevon put the pie on the table with some plates and forks, watching the screen.
As soon as the recording finished, a wave of discomfort swept over the entire island. For Psykers, it would feel like a surge of anger. Zhevon looked at the others, knowing that the wave of discomfort was not natural. Bravo walked over to them from the corner that he and Alpha were standing in, "I just got reports of a brothel being burned down. Seems awfully coincidental, maybe we should check it out."
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