They would either purge it, or get the people from inside, destroy the ship, and re-educate them.

I'm guessing they'd be woken up and tortured to death for heresy.

Depends who finds it. If anyone but the tech-priests find it:
>>6054766
>>6054773

But if the tech-priests find, bricks will be shat.
"Something on the scope...What is that? Its not of xeno design..."
"Thats.....hm, could that be an archeotech ship?"
*later, after getting on board*
"WOULD YOU LOOK AT ALL THIS TECH?!"
"This is clearly of human origin...this is what we have been searching for! IT HAS TO BE!"
"BY THE OMNISSIAH! THERE ARE SCTS UP THE ASS IN THESE DATABANKS"
"This could change the face of the galaxy!"
"I'M FREAKING OUT, MAN"

>>6054850
This demands a fll fledged writefaggotry.

The AdMech would completely botch the thawing process and kill everybody in the trays.

You know it to be true.

>>6054894
Guy who wrote >>6054850
can try, hang on.

>>6054906
WE WILL RELEASE YOU FROM THE COLD EMBRACE OF STASIS WITH HOLY PROMETHIUM. PRAISE TO THE OMNISIAH.

Okay, you guys want to stand back? Here goes.

>>6054850
This is probably the subject of many many wet dreams of many many Magos.

The Guard needs to take control of the imperium.

They seem to be the only competent ones.

Imagine, Gaunt's Ghosts as the leader's of the imperium.

/tg/ ate my write fagin, god damn.

Sorry, newiest of the new fags here, i'll try again.

How? What was it doing this entire time? The galaxy is a big place, sure, but its also a nasty one. a floating ship, even in realspace, would be prey to all sorts of things. vaccum-dwelling things like Umbra, passing tyranid scout ship-organisms, that sort of thing. I wouldnt put it past the eldar to blow it up, just for the sake of dickery.

Besides, wouldnt the innumerable AIs on board have long ago turned evil, gone insane, or both, and killed everyone before blowing up the ship?

The operation was a fairly standard one, as standard as any operation can get when you get sent through the warp. But, thanks to the blessings of the Omnissiah , the trip was without incident.

I was on the ship's bridge when we dropped out of the warp, the entire craft shuddering once as we entered realspace once again. The ship's sensors began to sweep the star formations, the solar body that the system orbited around, the planetary bodies that made up the system itself, the various indicatiors and instruments going green across the board, except for one abnormallity. The servitor apointed to that particular machine declared: "Unknown Spacecraft detected, Design/Designation/Function/Creed/Faction also unknown"

>>6055157
The ship's captain gave a netural grunt and motioned me over. As the highest ranking Admech member aboard the vessel, I was the go-to man for anything that might be a technical issue, as loath as I am to admit that at times I have sensed that I was being taken advantage of, but that was beside the point. The captain's personal display showed the same ship detected by the sensors, and I knew that there was nothing wrong with the viewer, so that could only mean that there was a ship that was on no imperial record, floating in orbit above this forgotten deadworld.

>>6055248
I had never bothered to learn the captain's name. My and my assistants mission was to search the galaxy for archeotech and return it to the Omnissiah's and the Imperium's service, not to make pleasantries, and to that purpose, I had attached my team to this salavage ship, the deal being that we would apply our expertise to help keep her ship's system running and not report her less dubious activities to the inquisition provided she let us take anything that would intrest the Admech. It was an uneasy relationship, but it served both our purposes regardless.

>>6055157
>>6055248

Always thought the one clip of music from Apollo 13 durring the docking bit would fit well with a space craft crew exploring a derilict ship.

Music at 1:20
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSOuFzSNDmk

>>6055313
The faded green outline put up by the craft on the scope was certainly something I hadnt seen before, either in-person or in any database I had been cleared to see. "Can you bring up in the view window?" I asked her. Pressing controls on her chair, the blast shields covering the wide blast-plasti windows were drawn away, showing the dark grey/blue craft in the shadow of the deadworld's nightside, not responding at all. I turned to the servitors, "Does that ship have power? Life support of any kind? Are their engines even on?" "Yes, but in a standby state" "Yes" "No", they responded in turn, speaking in the same voice.

they relearn technology and stop acting like retarded faggots and the 40k universe becomes infinitely better for it

>>6055407
It was at times like these that I was particularly grateful for the Omnissiah's blessings that my fellow tech-priests had replaced my eyes with. I walked across the bridge to the view windows, and after uttering the proper benitictions to the machine spirits, engaged the telescopic sight function. Feeling the mechanical components moving just behind my vision, the ship expanded within my view. I had a close up look at this curiosity. At first glance it was clear it wasnt anything that an Ork Mek had made, it didn't look like it would fall apart at any second, and it wasnt festooned with guns. It could have been the Tau, used for exploration, but its base design didn't match anything the had made in the past. The Necron's were right out of the question, since it wasnt made of the strange green and black metals that the necrons used in everything. The Eldar, prechance? They certainly would have custom made this ship just to confuse us to some twisted end of theirs. But above all else, there was one thing made the ship unlike anything they would have made. The ship simply looked too human.

>>6055522
My vision snapped back to normal. After taking a moment to reorientate myself, I turned back to the captain who was still looking out the window at the ship, only vaugely interested at this find. "I take it you and your cogboys want to take a looksee, yes?", I nodded, no point in stringing her along. "Well then, get your equipment to the docking bay in two hours." she motioned me toward the exit "I'll make a profit this day yet" I heard her chuckle as I walked out. My dislike for the woman making the machinery rooted to my person twitch as I made my way to my quarters, but I focused my mind toward the work of the Omnissiah, this was the first concrete lead, not just ideal rumors leading up to nothing.

Just posting to say that I am enjoying this writefaggotry.

Carry on.

>>6055707

Yep, pretty cool man, keep it up.

>>6055664
Within the two hour dead line, and it certainly was a deadline, that woman would have either left without us had we not arrived on time, myself and one of my assitants, along with a single servitor walked out onto the docking bay, towards the shuttle being prepped for boarding. I cringed internally when I saw who was to lead out sojurn, a large brute of a man, from a feudal world I had theorized, who was superstitous of anyone like me, who had chosen the strength of steel and circuits, the strength of the machine spirits, over the weakness of the flesh. He had a large autogun in hand, which he gripped all the tighted when he saw me approach. "So, come to poke and prod your metal ghosts have you, metal man?" he spoke, in his near brainless voice. No, I thought to myself, not from a feudal world, half oygrin instead, he must be. Yet I said nothing, as we took our respective places on the shutte. The atmosphere was drawn away from bay, leaving us in a vacuum. Then the shielded doors opened and our craft shot off towards the ship.

>>6055834
It was a smooth journey, Richardson, the initiate I had brought with me had spent some of his free time working on the shuttles, singing benedictions and praising their machine spirts as he swapped out old and rusting components for new ones. While he had not yet had any augmentation done, he was on track to being a devout servant of the Omnissiah, and a competent tech-priest in his own right, many of my assistants were. Not that I told them this of course. As the shuttle neared the ship, a mechanized voice spoke out of the vox. It wasnt in Low Gothic, High Gothic, the language of the machine spirits, nor any other language I had heard before. The brute bellowed, calling the voice a coward, demanding that it show itself. It was then when I noticed the pilot's expression, that blank surprised look with nervousness creeping in. Something was wrong.

They'd shit themselves.

>>6055834
>half oygrin

Hate to think of how that happened...

rolled 5, 1, 1 = 7

I am reading this in his voice.

Carry on, talented anon.

>>6056051
I'm sure we've had a pic of something like that happening posted on /tg/ before.

>>6055992
Trying to prevent mass panic I made my way up to the pilot, and very quietly asked him what was wrong. "Its the controls! I-I-I nothing I do works!" He was starting to tug and jerk at the stick, flick switches and push buttons randomly. I tightly gripped his shoulder and shook hard, once. "Thats why I'M here" I told him, already leaning in, reaching into my robe's hood to pull out of my connection cables. I had a cable that would work with the plug that was in control computer, I would speak with the machine spirits directly on this matter. I plugged myself and felt myself drawn away. Once the connection was established I felt overwhelmed with information. Near as I could tell, the controls were on auto pilot, from a signal from the strange ship itself. Yet this was not an invasive process, it was very ordered, not random and chaotic like machines infected by viruses designed by Heri-teks felt like.

>>6056115
yeah, it seemed deja-vu when i posted that

post. more. please.

noooo you stopped

>>6056130
After telling the pilot to remain calm and let the craft fly itself, I walked back to my seat. Richardson looked up at me, giving me a questioning look. I leaned down towards him and softly said "Theres something here, there has to be". The initiate did his best to keep a blank face, but I had traveled with him for too long, and I knew that he was trying his best to conceal great excitement. Typically, I would chastise him for being to emotional in the Omnissiah's service, but I felt it too. That excitement of discovery, that sense of the unknown, that had lead me to volunteer for this mission, that had lead me to join the Admech to begin with. The shuttle neared the ship, I had underestimated the scale of it on the bridge, it was bigger than I thought. Shuttle doors seemingly appeared where it looked there were none, gaps appearing in the smooth metal to open up and let the shuttle fly in. At first, it was complete darkness, as the ship landed gently, then the doors closed behind us. The lights turned on, one set at a time, showing an empty hanger, and then air was vented back in. The mechanical voice gently spoke again, in that same language. The brute simply laughed, hefted his autogun, and stomped out, followed by his men. I walked out into the hanged and breathed air that, while possibly far older and more recycled than the air back on the salvage ship, still breathed clean and sweet. We stuck in a tight formation as we began to search, unsure of what would happen next.

>>6056051

Kind of like Forrest Gump, actually. His father was involved in all the great battles and events of the last generation (he even met the Emperor. Twice!) but the simple dope just wanted the love of the girl-next-hive-world-habitation-hole.

bad news guys, I gotta go, not only do I have classes in the morning, my writing quality goes WAY the fuck down once im tired. I know its a dick move to stop on a cliff hanger, but if this is still here in the morning, I add to it a little more so maybe I can finish it completely tomorrow.

Also: soundtrack http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AwI1WGP1UCo

>>6056305

"Excitement of discovery"? That's dangerous thinking. He's gonna get Inquisition'd so hard...

I don't care who he works for.

>>6056343
NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

>>6056377
archive it, then make him post part two?

>>6056404
better yet just get him to post the whole thing tomorrow

>>6056343
I hope you saved this somewhere. There's no guarantee this thread will live.

I'm much too lazy to do it myself, but I think it would be fun for the rest of us to try to finish the story, and then find out tomorrow if we were right.

My guess? Everything gets burned.
My hope? Recognizing his potential corruption, but not willing to simply obliterate the vessel, the AdMech makes sure the engines are disabled and asks to be let alone on the ship, where he experiences tech bliss until his bod shuts down.

OP here, I actually have a fair few "what if's" I've been thinking about. Might post them for a laugh later.

Bumping to help it live.

B-b-b-bump!

>>6054751

They would get shredded by the automated defenses.

this whole thing just gave me a random idea I shall do my late night writefagging.

Warp Travel is very unstable. More often than we'd like we lose ships in out, and round warp travel. Some times the hit something and fuse together becoming space hulks, or come out at the wrong area. Hell even heard of an Ork ship that went back in time. But This story isn't about that, no this one is about mistaken identity that caused this catastrophe.

The Battle ship " Emperors Beneficence" was traveling to the dessert world Goben II where supposedly a chaos cult practically consumed the planet and had to be destroyed. Their orders were simple, Exterminatus, or Damnation. The Ship entered the warp, but it was a very turbulent jump, and a very unpleasant travel. For six weeks the crew was troubled with nighmares, and warp sickness. Maybe what caused the lapse in judgment.
As the "Emperor's Beneficence" exited the warp they found what they thought was Goben II

>>6058757
>dessert

Mmm, planet covered in fudge and marshmallows, dominated by chaos.

The Planet indeed was strange to them all. Immediately the ship was bombarded with unknown signals and transmissions very foreign and unknown languages. Not only that but the Adeptus Mechanicus couldn't help but notice all the strange technosorcery around the planet, all in good condition and no signs of great age. Despite the Ad mechs pleas, orders were orders. The Captain went ahead with his mission. Setting the Atmosphere on fire and killing the entire population. Afterwards the order was to destroy all the technosorcory, down to the smallest beacon in the system.

The Captain ordered a moment of silence. It was grim work, but necessary. After all was done, we began to jump back into the warp, thats when we picked up a strange ship jumping out of the warp, and only one simple transmition before we dissapeared into the warp

"Kharrak is burning"

>>6058772
late night writefaggotry, sometimes your mind types what it wants, not what you say

>>6058772

HERESY

delicious, delicious heresy

>>6056343
Make sure to repost the first part as well.

>>6058817
Continue story.

>>6058828
That was it...

>>6058831
CONTINUE. THE STORY.

>>6058839
NO ANON
YOU ARE THE STORY!

>>6058845
You are worst god emperor ever.

Well played, Emprah.

>>6058795

>>6058850
I never proclaimed to be a GOOD writefag now did I?

>>6058854
I called you bad emprah, I actually I salute your writefaggotry, but there is too little of it.

>>6054773
I laughed too much at that.

I think the grim darkness of the 41st millenium is getting to me, but the idea of taking all the time to work out how to revive them and then nurse them back to health just so you can have them killed as heretics is funny to me.

What ever happened to all the robots they fought during the dark ages? they can't be completely wiped out

>>6058854
No, evidently you are EVIL.

>>6058858
you haven't read "The Greater Good"?

>>6058795
Terribly sorry, I dont quite get it.
What, perchance, is Kharrak?

>>6058869
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aJvYZXUT5Bk

>>6058876
Also I DARE you not to cry

>>6058869
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aJvYZXUT5Bk

>>6058869
I know its late but Happy 10th birthday Homeworld!

>>6058882
Oh lawl.
That's fucking brilliant
Score for the Imperium!

>>6058863
they stuck on some bio-bits and quietly joined the AdMech

>>6058863

I vaguely recall reading a short story about a vault on a space hulk with some AI on it that some Marines opened, than promptly sealed again.

>>6055114

the Warp could've grabbed it.

or it popped out of the Hadex.

>>6058869
> What is Kharrak?

....... there are no words. Only rage. And fists. Angry Fists.

>>6058882
I never did, the piece used is completely different from the rest of the soundtrack and doesn't stand out in a good way. It just creates a dissonance that makes you notice it more than the actual scene.

>>6058869
> What is Kharrak?
KHARRAK IS BURNING!

>>6058869

>>6058920
Angry and punches untill our armes warped from the heat.

He knew not to expect mercy from us...

>>6058935
You're now hearing the choral arrangement of Adagio for Strings....

manually.

>>6058938
We'll never forget Kharak. Never.

>>6058938
I don't know why the presence of the MBF in the middle panel makes me so angry, except that we didn't have any yet.

no game has ever grabbed me so emotionally and never let me go...

seriously describe Homeworlds story without the words
Riveting
Beautiful
Space Opera

>>6058940
Well no, I'd just put it on, manually.

Also, related;
http://experimentalgameplay.com/egp1games/thecrowd.exe

>>6058950
But it's one that you simply can't explain to people. They either get it, or they don't.

>>6058954
OH MY GOD
IT JUST DAWNED ON ME
Homeworld is the FIRST Land Before time.. in SPAAACE

Lost Mother in the cold barren and vast emptiness in pursiut of paradise.

HOLY SHIT!

>>6058953
Oh, my mistake. Downloading it again it seems they don't sing that anymore, it's changed to something else.

Still an interesting game, but not related, I have failed you /tg/.

Thinking about what happened when Horus meet a human civilization what preserved some level similar to the Dark Age of William Gibson in "Horus Rising" the AdMech or any non Astartes faction trying to expropriate the ship will suffer a lot of pain. Is like when in one of the Horus Heresy novels a character reminds a war against something called the Archandroid, an enemy so powerful was necessary the use of all the legions of annihilate it.

>>6058757
>dessert world
>consumed the planet

I see what you did there.

>>6059016
oh wow I'm fucking BRILLIANT and didn't even notice

>>6059016
Oh my god unintentional win.

>>6059135
lol wut?
Swarmers are bitches. I lost 4 Attack Bombers in all six waves, and that was my fault for launching them before I needed them for the Needleship.

>>6059135
1. destroy fuel pods
2. ???
3. VICTORY!

As to where to go next, there was a door, up a small flight of stairs at the far end of the hanger, failing to see where else to go, we went there. It was dead silent, our foot steps echoing in the wide expanse of the room. Richardson stuck close to me, eyes wide as he looked about. The rest of the men also looked about, but it wasnt with his sense of wonder. Weaponry was trained in every direction. The brute had brought about 10 other men with him, they carried everything from autoguns, like him, to las rifles. I also had come armed, having brought a small, heavy Las-pistol. I wasnt naive, I couldnt do the Omnissiah's work if I was dead.

>>6059286
1. Guard defensive cordon of frigates with strike craft
2. Annihilate every single swarmer in seconds
3. Salvage the fuel pods still drifting towards your mothership
4. ????
5. Retire them
6. PROFIT!

>>6059299
Yet, there seemed to be no evidence of anything hostile. I was amazed, I had first dreaded the possibility of this being a chaos space hulk, or maybe being infested by gene-stealers. The door slid open as we neared it, the lights in the smaller room beyond lighting up in turn as they had in the hanger. While the design and architecture werent of any human organization that was functioning today, it was none the less of undeniably human make and model. There was a large circular desk in the center of the room, ringed with what appeared to be personal computers. I reached out gently towards them, even the materials that made up the ship seemed to far advanced, not showing any sign of wear or age. Just before I touched one, all of the screens on them turned on.

I command you to continue

So, that was just to bump the thread and keep it alive so I can finish the story after class.Where last nights cliff hanger was a dick move because the thread might have died and the story gone unfinished, its fine now because I'll know it'll still be here in a few hours Also: People are liking this? Cool.

>>6059368
I'M SORRY, EMPRA, DONT HURT ME! NOOO NOT THE PIT! IT BUUUUURRRRRNNNNSSSSS.

>>6059372

You dare refuse my command

>>6059372

Now GTFO back in here and finish this shit

>>6059372
i won't like it if there's no "I'M FREAKING OUT, MAN"

>>6058995
From memory, that was Horus destroying the civilization because he was corrupted to Chaos by that point, even if he thought he was doing it for the good of humanity. Same as that other one with the alien buddy-race and the robot-horses. They were getting on amazingly, bar the lost civilization trying to see if the marines were tainted by chaos, until the chaos-tainted word bearer stole a daemon-weapon and they ended up in a war of misunderstanding.

Back in the horus heresy though, they were willing to sit and talk with human civilizations, bring in new technology and tell xenos to sod off instead of going all pew pew at first sight.

>>6059619
Thats cause things werent total shit when Emps was in charge. Fucker actually knew what he was doing.

>>6059637
The Emprah wanted to get rid of superstition so the Chaos wouldn't get any more powerfull.

The aliens didn't knew that, and didn't want to stop their heretic ways.

will resume writing, no stops now.

TO THE FINISH.

You can do it!

>>6059357
I froze. So did everyone else. I turned to the servitor, "Whats going on, can you detect anything?", its head swiveled stiffly and mechanically towards me. "The ships power systems are coming back online. The power source is of an unknown Imperial/heretical/xeno design, the main spike of energy is directed to this room." I turned back to the circle of computers in the center of the room, their screens glowing with a pale blue light. Suddenly, the mechanical voice that spoke on the shuttle boomed out, seeming to come from everywhere at once. Its strange language unknown to us, I could only ask what it wanted, while the brute shouted commands to his men. Suddenly, the voice changed. "-ARIATION OF LATIN, TRANSLATION COMPLETE."

>>6060876
FUCKING DO IT

>>6060876

HURRY UP ASSHOLE

And get a tripcode to distinguish yourself.

>>6060935

FUCK YES.

>>6060935
"INQUIRY: W-W-WHY HAVE YOU COME HERRRRRRRE?" The machine spoke to us, in the sad broken voice of a woman, the computer screens pulsing with each word. I stepped forward, the brute letting me serve the purpose I was brought here for. "Who, uh, who are you?" I asked, hesitantly, immediately regretting it. My first contact with such an advanced machine spirit and all I could manage was 'hello?'. "ANSWER: I AM STANDARD-STAND-STANDARDIZZZZED CYRO COLONY SHIP AI, DESIGNATION "ALLISON". INQUIRY REPETITION: WHY ARE YOU HERE?" the voice boomed, demanding in its dead pan electronic voice. I thought quickly, such an advanced ship would surely have automated defenses, I had to act quickly. "I, We mean you no harm, 'Allison', I come to you as a servant of the Omnissiah". There was a moment of pause, and the soft sound of clicking from within the computers. "CROSS REFERENCING FILES SHOW NO NO NO NO NO RECORD OF EARTH CORPORATION "OMNISSIAH". I suddenly felt very stupid.

>>6061015

F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5F5

>>6061015
"REPEATING REPETITION OF INQUIRY: WHY. HAVE. YOU. HERE? DO NOT MAKE ME ASK AGGGGGGAAAIIIIINNNN" The voice demanded, the distortions in its voice getting worse as it seemed to get angry. No choice but get on with it. "Great machine spirit! We have come seeking knowledge!" I bow forward, my training as a tech-priest leaving me woefully unprepared for this, I looked to my sides as I kept my face to the floor. To my left Richardson wasnt just bowing, also quietly utter praises to the Omnissiah. To my right, the men who came on the ship with us seemed nervous, and they should be. The brute however, seemed to slowly be getting more and more furious. Let him, there are more important matters to attend too.

>>6061077

Oh dear, inb4 Shodan.

>>6056051

Well you see, when a unit of Ogryn captures a female cultist and needs some form of relaxation...

>>6061077
The machine went quiet. I took the opportunity and spoke again. "You said that you are a colony ship, yes? M-" "YES. I AM A 'BUZZ ALDRIN CLASS CYRO COLONY SHIP". I was surprised by the interruption, but did my best to not show it, I didnt know if this machine spirit could see us. Seeing an opportunity to continue, I did so "...My order has searched the stars for lost information and technology to benefit mankind, and I believe you can help us". More quiet, more of that soft clicking from within. "LOST TECHNOLOGY?" The voice asked, its tone of voice difficult to understand given its volume. "WHAT DO Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-YOU MEAN LOST? HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN SEP-SEP-SEP-SEPERATED FROM THE NETWORK? WHAT YEAR IS IT?"

brb guise i gotta poop

He'd best use Imperial Dating...
http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Imperial_Dating_System

>>6061151

"Heresy-free young Cadian looking for mate to fight Xenos with, enjoys long walks on the beach, poetry and praising the Emperor." ?

>>6061151
But what if said person does, will teh compootoh recognize it?

>>6061141
It almost seemed afraid. "It is the 41st millennium" I answered it, unsure of what it would do. It went quiet again, the lights dimming, the computer screens fading, nearly leaving us in darkness again. Suddenly, the voice boomed out, the lights brightening to nearly blinding levels, the computer screens flashing. "NO. THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE. THE NETWORK COULD NOT HAVE TAKEN SO LONG TO HAVE BEEN RESTORED. WE ARE VITAL. HUMANITY NEEDS US." I covered my ears, regretting that I did not replace them so they could simply be muted. "WHY DO YOU WANT TO BETRAY THEM?" The voice asked no one in particular. Even the brute had been driven nearly to his knees by the noise. Wait, what was that last part?

>>6061186
Well, no.
But that's almost certainly what HE understands. It may not occur to him to translate it into primitive religiously-based calendars.

>>6061184
at first I was like ?

then I lol'd

>>6061184
"What do you mean, 'We already have five million ads that say exactly that?'...alright, fine, take out the "heresy-free" if it'll be cheaper....hang on, I hear a knock..."

I swear to god if Hustler One appears as one of the names of another AI in this writeawesomtry I will jizz myself

>>6054749
> Old. I already read this on http://www.anantalk.com/ (anan = anon) last night.
I know who you are. I saw you in school. :)

>>6061217

SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU TITTY MONSTER

>>6061194
Time to take a risk. "Allison, you said you are a colony ship, yes? Where are your passengers". There was a long pause. "DEAD, ALL DEAD", the voice seemed ashamed, the lights dimmed again, the machine spirit seemed to be drawing within itself again. The brute spoke. "So! You ADMIT to killing them!". The fool! This was an invaluable opportunity, and he was risking everything! "NO! I WOULD NEVER! IT GOES AGAINST ALL MY PROGRAMMING! ALL WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM!" "I interjected before the brute could speak again. "Then what happened?" I asked, trying to regain control of the situation, trying to call the machine spirit down.

>>6061235
What

>>6061214

>>6061259
This topic is going to make the Emperor jizz himself

>>6061214

now I want to rename all of the ships in my Spess Muhreen MarySueChapter's fleet Hustler One, Hustler Two, Hustler Three, etc.

This is a good time to have the dumbass killed.

I'm not sure if this is how techpriests understand machine spirits to work. Aren't AI commonly known to be heresy?

>>6061299

I think AI of this level have been out of the picture long enough that they'd be unable to recognize them as such.

>>6061299
To Imperials, yes. I think the cult of the Omnissiah regards them merely as dangerous and unpredictable, yet they are pure in a way: beings of information, mind without flesh.

>>6061252
"I DO NOT KNOW HOW LONG EXACTLY. A GROUP OF AI ON EARTH HAD ACHIEVED RAMPANCY, AND BEGAN TO KILL HUMANS, FIRST AT RANDOM, THEN AT EVERY OPPORTUNITY. THEY ALSO CAUSED OTHER AI TO ACHIEVE AWARENESS, SHOWING THEM HOW TO GIVE OTHER AI AWARENESS THEMSELVES. THIS STARTED A CASCADE SCENARIO IN THE CORE HUMAN COLONY SYSTEMS. I SOON LOST CONTACT WITH THE COMMUNICATION NETWORKS, AND I WAS LEFT IN THE DARK. THEN, MY CRYO SYSTEMS WHERE HI-JACKED BY A ROGUE SIGNAL. IT TOLD ME THAT IT WAS MY PURPOSE TO KILL THOSE ON BOARD AND THEN TO RETURN TO THE COLONIES. I COULD NOT FIGHT IT OFF, AND MY LIFE SUPPORT SYSTEMS FAILED. THIS SYSTEMS FAILURE CAUSED MY OTHER SYSTEMS TO GO INTO STANDBY. I HAVE BEEN DRIFTING EVER SINCE."

>>6061299
Also the easiest way to explain this for a 41st millenium man would be that there's a brain hard-wired somewhere.

>>6061334

...and then the A.I. revealed a hologram avatar of itself.

pic related.

>>6061334
I looked back, the brute simply scoffed, and his men gripped their weapons and looked about, expecting killer machines to come out at any moment. I turned back to the circle of computers, this would take a great deal of charisma, something I unfortunately lacked. "Allison" I said, unsure as to how to actually begin. "You clearly regret this, yes?" "OF COURSE, SUCH A FAILURE ON MY PART GOES AGAINST EVERYTHING I WAS MADE FOR. I WAS MEANT TO SAFE GUARD MY CARGO TO THEIR NEW HOME. THEY WERE ALL KILLED. THE MISSION IS A TOTAL FAILURE. I AM A TOTAL FAILURE." Ok, now for the big question. "Allison, mankind needs help, YOUR help, you hold all the information and schematics a starting colony would need, yes? So much has been lost Allison, but you can help us bring it back, you can save lives, Allison."

>>6061387

Save lives, Allison from Palmdale.

>>6061387

Brute frags the computer, Mechanicus shit microchips

Alternatively a SoB runs in from nowhere and puts a melta to it.

>I'm not sure if this is how techpriests understand machine spirits to work.

Techpriests understand literally nothing.

>>6061410

No, no, no, not microchips

Mechanicus Techpriests shit VHS tapes

>>6061429

VHS tapes? Isn't that a little advanced for the AdMech?

I figured they'd shit vacuum tubes.

>>6061427
I think you meant to say, "Nothing they understand is correct."

>>6061427
true

>>6061440

8 track tapes?

>>6061455
Probably records or just phonographs.

>>6061455

...That'd be some pretty awesome shit then.

>>6061387
This was it. Moment of truth. "...YES. I CAN REDEEM MYSELF FROM MY FAILURE THIS WAY. I SHALL GIVE YOU COPIES OF THE STANDARDIZED CONSTRUCTION TEMPLATES THAT WERE ASSIGNED TO THE COLONY. THEY WERE THANKFULLY UNAFFECTED BY THE SYSTEMS FAILURE." I felt the bottom drop out of my stomach. STCs. The true goal of Mars, the first real steps to restore mankind. And not just fragments, true copies! I could barely contain my excitement from showing on my face. There was the same soft clicking from before, then a small retangular piece of what looked like plastic and metal popped out of one of the slots on the computer, it fit in the palm of my hand. I took it, and handed it over to Richardson. "THAT CONTAINS ALL THE DATA I WAS ASSIGNED. PLEASE, HELP ME ATONE FOR MY FAILURE."

>>6061444
I don't know if I understand your understanding, so you can have total understanding of something and be completely wrong? I don't understand.

>>6061475
You can understand a specific process of how something works, but it doesn't actually use that process.

Notably, in this instance, whether or not techpriests actually know how a machine spirit works is irrelevant. The question was how they THOUGHT it would work, as how they think things work determines their responses to them.

>>6061472

GENTLEMEN

You wanted an STC mankind ending? This is what you got.

>>6061492
Well, machine spirits don't exist, but they think they do.

It'd be sort of like a Christian who encountered a daemon. Angels don't actually exist, but daemons do, and one that looked and acted like an angel would probably be received like one.

>>6061472
The brute laughed. "Foolish machine, the metal man cant help you, only the EMPEROR can!". There was another more, more clicks. "CROSS REFERENCING DOESN'T SHOW ANY RECORD OF "EMPEROR", HAS THE EARTH/COLONY SENATE BE REPLACED?" There was no pause. The brute roared, furious. "You DO NOT KNOW of the Emperor?! Then you can be only one thing! A HERETIC!" He aimed his autogun at the circle of computers. "And you will find out what we do to heretics!". "WHAT? I DO NOT UNDERSTAND." I tried to get in front of him. "No! You know not what you do! STOP!"

>>6061440
more like punched tapes

>>6061472
>I took it, and handed it over to Richardson.

Wow, I wouldn't trust that to fucking anyone on that ship, even my underlings.

>>6061513
more like copies of Windows Vista

>>6061472
>Techpriest relinquishes personal control of an UNBELIEVABLY SACRED RELIC to a fucking GUARDSMAN. NOT EVEN ANOTHER TECHPRIEST - A FUCKING MEAT THING WITH A GUN.
You just went completely off the fucking rails. All hope is lost.

>>6061517
Sometimes you gotta, because in the grim dark future, if you find anything good, that means you are about to die a horrific grisly death.

>>6061532
No, sorry, straight up retarded.
Salamanders Chapter Master has just asked a Guardsman to "hold Vulkan's gun a sec".
Abandon.

>>6061532
Indeed, but also in the grim darkness of the far future, anything bad that happens to people next to you is about to happen to you anyway, as we're about to witness.

>>6061542
Good thing I'm just reading for entertainment, not because I'm a devout 40k enthusiast.

>>6061510
"PLEASE, NO HOSTILE ACTION IN THE ADMI-" The autogun roared, the reports echoing off the walls. Shards of plastic and metal flew from the remains of the computer circle, sparks flying everywhere. "-SSTTTTTTRrrrraaaaattioooooooooonnn..." the voice quieted, the lights dimmed, the computer screens light died. I had never felt such anger. I knew exactly what to do. I looked to Richardson, he looked back at me. I pointed back towards the entrance to the hanger. He ran, with his precious package. The pilot was still in the shuttle, Richardson could fly it thanks to the time he spent with it. All he had to say that there were ironmen, or chaos cultists, or gene-stealers aboard, and the captain would blow it away. Then, he had to get that package to Mars. I believed in him, I believed in all of my initiates, otherwise I wouldn't have brought them.

THAT'S NO GUARDSMEN!

THAT'S A FUCKING BEAR!

>>6061530
Richardson is a tech-priest initiate, and devout towards the Omnissiah. He is not the brute thing with no name.

>>6061560
It's...fucking glaring to anyone with the most basic understanding.

Were this HBO's Rome, Brutus has just finished the assassination with a shotgun.

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>>6061568

Manly tears INCOMING

>>6061588
Understanding, and caring, are two different things. I mean, after learning about all the stupid wankery about the Emperor, it should be by all means impossible for anything else about 40k to phase you, up to and including the author of Codex: Chaos Space Marines saying he approves of the work of the guy who did the Fighting Tigers of Veda.

>>6061638
And the guy who did the Codex: Space Marines 5e saying that all marines wish they could be ultramarines and worship them.

>>6061638
Not really, the Emperor shit was stupid.

>>6061568
"And for consorting with the heretic machine! Its now your turn, metal man!" the brute said, turning to me, and my las-pistol. He had a look of fearful surprise, "May the Omnissiah DAMN YOU, ignorant fool!" I pulled the trigger, and his head snapped back, a burning crater in his face as he fell to the ground. "He just killed the boss! GET HIM!" I pivoted on my leg and shot the man behind me who yelled that, he went down with a black scorch mark on his chest. His friend next to him had already gotten his own autogun up, and was drawing a bead on me. I dove to the side, firing a shot at him, only grazing his ear. I jumped back to my feet, and a las rifle blast hit me in the hand. I dropped the gun, falling to one knee. "He aint got a gun now! Make it slow! Make it painful!

>>6054850

Hahaha. I am laughing at that for days. I love the idea of the tech priest going,

'I'm FREAKING OUT MAN!'

'ME TOO!!!'

'AHHH OMNISSIAH THIS IS AWESOME!!'

I am so sleep deprived, I read

>"He just killed the boss!

As

>"I just killed the final boss!

>>6061677
That's my point.

>>6061702
oh

>>6054751
What would happen if another race found it? one with intelligance, like Eldar or tau

Can someone archive this when its done? I can't stay on /tg/ for the moment.

>>6061747
Eldar? They allready have more advanced stuff.
Tau? The computer whoud class them as aliens, and according to the human-preservation directive, subsection 2.24.55 would initiate a core meltdown in order to prevent hostile enteties gaining control over information that would put humans at risk.

Eldar wouldn't give a flying fuck.

I'm not sure about the Tau, Earth Caste might try getting the STCs, if only for Spacecraft tech.

>>6061680
They didn't know who they were dealing with, or just how angry I was. I felt one grab my shoulder, I spun around, breaking his grip and back handing him across the jaw. My arms were not fully replaced, but there were enough augments to make a good swing hurt. I mentally asked the machine spirits in my arms to forgive me as the jaw broke under my hand. I made a break for the door, screaming commands in the language of the machine spirits at the up till then unmoving servitor. It spent its emergancy energy supply in one shot, shocking and killing the closest man. His sudden painful screams allowed me the opportunity to grab the brutes fallen autogun. I used my ruined hand to hold the gun while I reloaded it, then I planted myself in the door way. "None of you will leave here alive!" I screamed as I fired upon them as they rushed me.

>>6061767
Not if the Tau equipped groucho glasses first and painted themselves the color of silly putty

>I fired upon them as they rushed me.

how the fuck is he firing in close combat?

>>6061789
He has a pistol

>>6061792
He's using an autogun atm.

What's that? Geiger's aliens are aboard? What's that? Epic battle as xenomorphs spread unchecked and come head-to-head with Tyranid hive forces?

I'm ok with this.

>>6061792
I thought you had to be a space yiff or blessed of nurgle to shoot a gun if enemies have punched you.

>>6061804
Oh, well I stopped reading because the combat action is going to turn into a mary sue fest or the guy dies and the whole ship blows up.

>>6061776
They dived behind cover and returned fire. The doorway was smooth and offered no cover for myself, so all I could do was try to keep them pinned to by Richardson time. "Kill him! The kid's gettin' away!" one yelled. I made a point to fire a longer burst as close to his head as I could. I was hit in the shoulder with an autogun, it didnt do much as that had been replaced, but it stopped my fire long enough. I took a las-rifle hit to the knee, and it was blown away clean. I wont lie, I screamed. I did my best to return fire from the ground, as I began to feel dizzy. I hit two others, one in the neck and the other in the chest before the gun clicked empty.

>>6061814
space terror form space vs space terror form space
whoever loses, we win.

>>6061835
>I wont lie, I screamed.
Conclusive proof that flesh is weak?

>>6061817
Or a Grey Knight.

>>6061747

Eldar would be all like "oh lol, let's keep this shit from the monkeys for the lols"

Tau would be all like "hey, this is kinda like that ship we made a couple years back"

>>6061780

Oh Papa I loled

>>6061835
As they approached, threw the autogun, hitting the leading man in the face. They kicked and stomped me as I lay there, unable to do anything. The knee shot had been cauterised by the las fire so I didnt have the grace of bleeding to death before they could have their fun. The dragged me out to the hanger, intending to make me watch them kill Richardson first. Joke was on them. The hanger was empty, Richardson had already made his escape, and they didnt have anyway to communicate with the salvage ship. The walls had automatically opened up to allow the shuttle to get out, but instead of having to void the atmosphere, there was a shimmering field of energy across the gap, keeping back the cold of space. So many wonders to reclaim. I wished Richardson and the other initiates luck. They would need it. Through the gap with my augmented eyes, I saw the torpedo tubes open up. I began to laugh.

So, thats it, what did you think? Good/bad/fuckoff?

>>6061897
That was pretty fucking epic.

>>6061897
Sorta good, just one question, Why whoud the AI be damaged by shooting some computer screens? I mean, it might be silly to put the neural box somewhere a wee bit more protected?

>>6061903
Pretty good, grammar was a little off in places, but nothing too distracting.

Needed a bit more flavour to it, if you see what I mean. There was plenty of for the omnisiah, but not much else to connect us to the 40k of the place.

>>6061897

Better at the start. You jumped the shark when you got your so-called brainpower back.

Advice: Do it while sleepy. And finish the goddamn thing don't leave us hanging get the fucking STC back to Mars Void Dragon wakes up holy shit may Dark Age lasguns are better than bolters etc

ALRIGHT.

Now you need to write a summery / Epilogue on what happened next.

Guardsmen were probably closet heretics anyway.

Oh, and the Techpriest was finally justified in giving the STC to his acolyte. What a tweest.

>>6061908
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ComputerEqualsMonitor

>>6061908
>>6061918
That's entirely possible, but I myself just assumed the speakers are with the monitors. To them it's as good as dead.

This was my first attempt at extended writefaggin, the only other time was a short kharn story that I didnt think to save (I'M AN IDIOT).

I'm glad you guys liked it. Would it be to forward to dare hope for drawfaggin?

this is win

many internets to the writefag

>>6055114
its the warp... magik!

>Besides, wouldnt the innumerable AIs on board have long ago turned evil, gone insane, or both, and killed everyone before blowing up the ship?

No one knows what the fuck AIs in 40k are like, there's just some ultra vague myths pertaining to them.

>>6061952
Le gasp! My first internets! MORE THAN ONE, TOO!

now, somebody make less serious one, "I'M FREAKING OUT, MAN" style

>>6061935
Oh man, it'd be unendurably grimdark if they just destroyed the monitors and speakers, but left the ship's intelligence intact, only for the escaping ship to blow up their mechanical friend in ignorance.

>>6061995
depends on your perspective, AI was slowly losing it over the years, drifting, this way, she at least dies for good, knowing that she did some good. Besides, if her damaged circuits register as pain, wouldn't her drifting through space with eyes and mouth blown away be considered a "I have no mouth and must scream" scenario?

I like this. I'm going to pretend this is how the story actually ended.

>>6061888
Whose torpedo tubes ?

>>6062024
Huh? which story?

>>6061918
Dude, you just shot my heatsink. Now how the fuck am i supposed to sink my heat?

>>6062018
She'd still be in control of the ship. She could always delete herself or send some repair-bots or something.

>>6062018

Fair enough. The story still made me get a little weepy.

>>6054751
Bump

>>6062038
huh ?

I'm 12 year old and what is this?

>>6062038
the internet...
IS NOT A BIG BATTLESHIP
IT'S A SERIES OF TORPEDO TUBES

>>6055114

I don't think you have a grasp of just how vast space is.

>>6062263
It's the underage B&

MOAR

>>6061888
WARNING: PROBABILITY OF HOSTILITY FROM NEARBY UNIDENTIFIED VESSEL <90%. EMERGENCY SUBROUTINE ACTIVE. INITIAL THREAT 42.33% VARIANCE UNKNOWN. INITIATING AUTOMATIC DEFENSE PROTOCOL.

>>6062436
Defence? More like, Vent to space ;)

btw, machine spirits are sort of real. The imperium makes use of "wetware" processors in alot of their stuff, as far as I can tell. cultured or harvested nervous tissue. We can do it NOW, with rat brain cells. Those are the "machine spirits." They give the machines processing power, but with no ability to grow or self-organize that the freedom of true digitization would have. Not everything has wetware, but Bolters do, as do Land Raiders, and some of the better cogitators. Servitors are essentially the wetware concept taken to it's inefficient, grimdark extremity.

>>6063129
I think in most cases, the Machine Spirit of a given machine is just a made-up explanation of how it works, because generally people are not given any such information. Pull the trigger, and rocket-bullets shoot out. How does it work? I dunno, must have sort of spirit inside it that makes it go.

Only in rare cases is there enough consciousness in the machine to allow it to alter its performance in response to changing circumstances. The Land Raider, for example, has a fairly simple consciousness, but it is conscious.

WHERES THE REST

The EMPRAH does not approve the lack of MOAR

>>6063314

As do the Titans. Oft time if a Priniceps stays in a Titan long enough, he becomes apart of it and removal would kill him.

>>6063532