rolled 8, 1, 6 = 15

Theadora.
*Trollface*

rolled 12 = 12

Roger.

What kind of sanction side-effect do we have?

>>8886568
>>8886559

Our name is Ted, and we're going to die a horrible deah

rolled 25 = 25

>>8886614
Well it's not like a Psyker is going to retire to some fief on an Agri world.

>>8886605
>Sanctioning Side-effects

Powerful conditioning causes you to chant the Litany of Protection in a whispered voice whenever you are asleep or unconscious.

>Willpower bonus

rolled 81 = 81

>>8886693
That's a badass side effect. Let's fucking roll the fuck out.

Welp, sorry OP that I killed this quickly with my tainted name. Fair winds and following seas mate.

"Ted will suffice." You say, shielding your eyes as the lights flare to life within your room.

Lt. Mallear hands you a set of flak armour and a laspistol with holster. "You'll be coming with us to the surface. We drop in 30."

The ratings wait for Mallear to leave the room before leaving and shutting the bulkhead.

You stand and stretch, falling into a small slouch as you start to equip the wargear and holster the pistol. Your Force Staff hangs over your bed. The bones of your hand begin to pop and crack as they flex from atrophy. The head flickers with energy as your presence powers the psychic-attuned weapon.

Your belongings are in a simple satchel bag already. It hangs from your side as you exit your quarters and move to the hangar. You slip your momento into the pocket of your fatigues, rolling the pair of dice between your fingers to calm your nerves, feeling your lips twich with the Litany of Protection as you prepare for departure.

The regiment stands ready, some already being filed into the landers. You take your place next to Lt. Mallear.

"Excellent, Ted. You're quite prompt. That'll keep you alive longer." He says, fixing his combead within his ear. A shiver runs down your spine as you hear the dull clang of heavy boots, the singe of a piercing glare digging into the back of your head. You turn slowly to confirm your suspicion, a Commissar standing at the ready behind you.

"This is Commissar Krent. He will be overseeing you, while you assist."

You're ushered onto the command lander quickly after introductions, and dropped to the surface of Newerth, a newly acquired Paradise World. You have high hopes for an easy mission with a low encounter potential...

>Input questions during decent, if any...

>>8887046

"Would this 'Newerth' happen to have Heros on it?"

>>8887177
"Indeed. There are a few notable Guardsmen who helped claim such a gem for the Imperium. Note them as Col. Foley, who commanded the platoons who took the world, and a brave Cpl. Ramirez, who accomplished any task set to him by the Colonel. He was a decorated war hero after the planet was claimed."

then who was phone?

The lander settles down on the pad with no problems as Mallear's squad, you included, disembark to the waiting Chimera. The vehicle rattles off with the other eight, heading for the forward base. It seems strange to you why a regiment would be placed onto a Paradise World with no current conflicts. You rest in your seat, trying to calm your nerves.

It doesn't last long before you hear the screech of the Warp within your mind.

"YEEAAAAARRGGGHHH!" You scream out, clutching your skull as you tumble forward. You hear a heavy thumb click off the safety of a Bolt Pistol, immediately feeling the Commissar's finger preparing to squeeze the trigger.

Your mind swims with the coming storm of a flood of Chaos, beings you can only make out in silhouette, forms of horrific daemons and chaos entities becoming more and more visible.

"As per our conditioned regulations, and Psyker found wanting or found uncontrolling of their ability is subject to release of their duty. May the Emperor have mercy upon your troubled soul..." Says the Commissar.

>You've one action. Input command...

>>8887369

"This world is no paradise, it is filled with Daemons! We must exterminate them, and you'll need my help."

>>8887369
Regain motherfucking control.

Give us dice options?

let the demons overtake you, deal with this puny mortal who dares aim a weapon at us.

they did not warn us what we were up against so it's their fault

>>8887369
Lightning Bolt him claim it was an overflow of warp power on the planet

>>8887602
Pssssh we gotta serve Tzeentch if we're a chaos psyker so we have to manipulate

"This world is no paradise, it is filled with Daemons! We must exterminate them, and you'll need my help."

"What? Heresy and taint, Psyker." Says the Commissar.

"No, Commissar! This is why he was brought here!" Mallear interjects. He leans in to Krent, whispering to him. The Commissar's grip tightens on the bolt pistol as he grudgingly lowers it.

Another guardsman in the Chimera kneels next to you. "What did you see, Psyker?" Oh. It's a woman. "An elaborate explanation is in order."

You stammer through your words as you detail the perception of daemons and chaos forces.

"Lt. Mallear, clearly this psyker is mad. This world was taken from simple insurgent forces and rebellious colonists." says the Commissar, all to eager to test his bolt pistol.

"As hard as it might be, you must accept the ruling, Commissar. He stays for now." says the woman kneeling beside you. She helps you back to your seat, moving to the empty seat beside you and trying to keep you in a stable seated position. Your conditioning takes over, Litanies streaming quietly from your lips, slowly calming you.

The Chimera grinds to a halt at the forward base.

"I will inspect the troops, then, Lt. Do not hesitate, however." The Commissar sniffs you. "He reeks of taint." Scowling, Krent leaves for the parade grounds. You feel sorry for the poor guardsman about to be shot.

"Psyker Ted, Guardsman Vedra will escort you to your quarters. I will send for you if and when you're needed. Until then, I must get to our vox station." Lt. Mallear departs the vehicle.

"Are you all set... Ted, was it?" She asks, readying her kit and standing.

>Input Command...

I was going to say "QUICKLY THRUST YOUR PSYKANA MERCY BLADE INTO YOUR HEART" but then the quest would be over.

>>8887551

This. Regain motherfucking control by reciting your favourite prayer, the Litany of Protection.

>>8887656
No! Blast her with a lighting bolt, and the commissar too!

Let her escort you, gain trust so that we have another pawn when the time comes to serve our dark masters.

Only true choice:

CONVERT TO KAYOSS

rolled 25 = 25

>>8887656
Try and make friends with the Guardswoman, despite twitching and muttering the litany from psychic soreness and lingering fear.

YOU'RE TRYING, DAMMIT.

"Yes, yes I think I'll be fine now. The presence was overwhelming at first, I didn't expect it. I've got it under control now."

"Do you know anything of the situation on this world?"

KAAAAYOOOSSSSS

JOIN TZEENTCH ASAP SO WE CAN HAVE MORE MAGIC

HERESY AND TAINT!

Do eeeeeeet

OP, you really should have a better method of selecting which action to follow than "which one I like best"

>>8887791
Agreed

>>8887656

Regain control, chat up the Guardswoman.

"Yes, yes I think I'll be fine now. The presence was overwhelming at first, I didn't expect it. I've got it under control now."

You gather your pack and stand, using your staff for support. She keeps a moderately slow pace to let you follow comfortably as you finish shaking off the jitters.

"Do you know anything of the situation on this world?" you ask, moving up to walk beside her.

"Over here." She says, gesturing to a bunker nearby. She opens the door for you and follows you inside.

You look around the bunker, which is more of an extended armory than a living quarters. A hand grips your mouth from behind.

"MRPHRPH!!"

"Shut up and be quiet." She says, pulling you to a nearby chair. You feel the barrel of a laspistol at your back.

>Input Command...

Join Kayoss


We have cooler armor

>>8887791

I don't quite think JUMPING THE CHAOS BOAT is exactly the best plan for all this.

>>8887791
Yeah, I do apologize for it. I try to do the most story-advancing idea proposed. Not that I'm trying to railroad or anything. This is on-the-fly questing. I try to follow the hivemind when writing though.

>>8887854
Stay quiet, relax our limbs. She's got us.

Alternatively, we could try to psychically disable her. Roll or consensus OP?

WHOSE JUMPING THE FUCKING COCK FACED CHAOS BOAT IN THIS BITCH!?

>>8887854

Can we have not "well fuck?" be our action?

rolled 53 = 53

>>8887854

>>8887880

Some fucks in this thread, I guess.

Use your will to overpower her mind and command her to stop, a la Eisenhorn.

>INB4 DAN ABNETT BAD WRITER HERP DURP
not here to talk about Dan

>>8887873
OH OP for future reference what sided die do you want us to roll?

>>8887876
Your call guys. I've toss some dice on my desk to save time rather than dice+1d100 and waiting extra time to re-post, but those were for chargen. It could have been Scum Quest, or anything really. Go go dice gods.

>>8887854
Freak out and zap her, preferably nonlethally. Whatever she's doing probably isn't authorized.

Embrace the warp

Try to figure out what the fuck she's trying to do, maybe psychically, unless there's a chance we'll suffer Perils.

>>8887922

Look, a pretty easy way of doing this is just saying "Everyone roll 1d100. Whoever gets the highest roll in the next X posts is the action I follow"

>>8887977
But then we'd hafta re-roll for chance of success and shit THIS IS INEFFICIENT

>>8887977
That can turn very badly very quickly, and generally result in horribly inconsistent actions. I don't have a problem with the "choose the a non-retarded option with at least a couple supporters" method of running quests.

>>8887911
Just a single d6. Think tabletop.

For base stats:
WS/BS: 3; S: 3; T: 3; W: 3; I: 3; A: 2; Ld:8; Sv: 4+/6++

For Psychic Powers, 2d6.

>attempting psychic test

Roll(2d6)+0:
2,1,+0
Total:3

Test succeeded: Mind Read

>Attempting to probe her mind, you find no sense of taint or corruption. In fact, her surface thoughts focus on your safety.

>>8888037
Command her to stop anyways, I hope this helps us become closer with the ruinous powers.

rolled 2 = 2

>>8888037
And stop struggling and puzzle this shit out.

rolled 3, 4 = 7

>>8888049
my roll cause mind powars

>>8888057
she is but a simple guardswoman, i assume, this should be more than sufficient

>>8888049
>>8888057
>>8888075
Assuming samefag, but just for the record:

HURRR KAYOSSS so soon into it will end in BLAM. That's the one rail this will follow for a while.

>>8888121
yup samefag

>>8888121
Don't struggle, sit down in the chair.

If she tries to tie us up, crack a joke, like "Shouldn't you buy me a drink first, ma'am?"

oh wait are you trying to take this seriously?

bump, this thread needs more suggestions

"Sorry," she says, "But your questions will have to wait. I am only to tell you, that you are not alone. There are other Acolytes on the base who will be watching, and trying to keep you alive." She reaches into her breast pocket and removes a small dataslate. "Take this." She says, offering it to you. It's a pristine dataslate, the back of which is inscribed with a large golden '=][=' - The Inquisition symbol.

"Your quarters are next door. Use the back entrance." She says, motioning to the rear of the bunker before turning and leaving.

>Input Command.

Ask her why we shouldn't use the front

Her hand comes off of your mouth as you're forced into the chair, the laspistol lowering slowly.

>This was supposed to be at the top of the previous post. Can't delete for some reason. Herp derp.

Well shit, we're important enough to warrant Inquisitorial protection.

We use the back door, because the Inquisitor told us to. Read what's on the dataslate.

While we have some time, lets reflect on ourselves. (List of powers and any unusual information please OP)

rolled 4 = 4

>>8888240
Back to freaking out.

Because of this: Why the hell are we important enough to get a (presumably) attractive guardswoman-Acolyte watching our poor psychic ass?

>>8888255

They've added some new thing that keeps you from deleting posts for about a minute, honestly I think it's to fuck with that Manly Tears faggot on /v/.

make your peace with the emperor. If there is an inquisitor involved and working behind the backs of even the commisariat you are walking into hell

>>8888396
True. Say a prayer for our future, because this is going to be anything but a regular deployment. Daemons, heretics and trapmarines will all be involved I'm sure.

>>8888345

Wow, seriously? I think I'll test that out right now

>>8888300

>Origins: Void Born
>When you went to the Imperial Diviner, the seer told you this: "A mind without a purpose will wander in dark places.
>Basic Powers: Precognition, Sense Thoughts, Spectral Hands, Weaken Veil, Touch of Madness
>Adv. Powers: Choices to come

>Dataslate:

"This world was far too easily claimed for our glorious Emperor. It wasn't the lack of resistance - it was the brilliance of the world that caused an investigation. Your cadre will require an aide for a possible uprising, or worse.

++ Thought for the day: Heresy grows from idleness. ++

>>8888324
>Why the hell are we important enough to get a (presumably) attractive guardswoman-Acolyte watching our poor psychic ass?
>poor psychic ass
>psychic

You just answered your own question. Psykers are always useful to the Inquisition; they're rare and powerful individuals.

>>8888437

>Please wait longer before deleting your post.

Oshi you're right

rolled 1 = 1

>>8888446
Ohh, good point. You'd think they'd already have a pet psyker who won't flip out and warpbolt everyone, though.

>>8888444
No Fearful Aura? I'm disappointed...

Let's go into our quarters. Look for food/equipment, if there is any. If not, read a book and get lots of sleep. We'll need to be well rested if we're on Inquisitorial duty.

Its been some time since I have been on a quest thread. Could someone give me a summary of whats going on?

>>8888478
I concur.

>>8888478
At this point, I'll switch from the long-winded posting to shorter. With the exposition done, we can have fun now.

You consciously begin reciting Litanies for protection and guidance as she leaves, the words on the dataslate moderately unsettling. You exit the bunker from the rear, seeing another door on the left to what looks to be a barracks.

>Let's go into our quarters. Look for food/equipment, if there is any. If not, read a book and get lots of sleep. We'll need to be well rested if we're on Inquisitorial duty.

You enter the barracks. There is another door with a shutter in the front. You find a full Guardsman's Field kit (Lasgun, Combat Knife, Flak Armour, 1 Frag Grenade, 1 Krak Grenade, 1 Guardsman's Uplifting Primer). There is also a rather comfortable cot.

>Input Command...

>>8888522
>Ctrl F
>Pvt. Igen

HOLY SHIT, READING HAS NEVER BEEN SO EASY

>>8888555

Take Combat Knife, cut wrist slightly. Self Mutilation is for the faithful.

>>8888555
What time is it? How tired/hungry are we?

If we're tired, let's sleep. If hungry, go visit the mess hall and grab some chow. If neither, sit on the cot and read whatever books we can find.

Inspect our gear for any psychic taint.

If there is none, add some of our own. Psychically enchanted weapons fuck yeah. If the machine spirit is OK with it, that is.

>>8888637

>Hunger: Not hungry
>Sleep: Tired, as always. Nightmares are fun.
>Reading material: Uplifting Primer, Litany Book

>>8888678
Go to the quartermaster and request Hypnocil.

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Hypnocil

we should at least make sure we know how to use the lasgun. Last thing we want to do is try to use a weapon we are unfamiliar with in a real fight

>>8888734
Yeah. Strap on gear, go to the firing range. Pick up some recaff from the mess hall on the way to perk ourselves up.

>>8888734
Seconded. find a way to attach the lasgun to the end of our forceweapon like the custodes attach bolters to the end of their polearms. It'll be great.

Next time we meet an inquisitorial agent, ask about anti-daemonic runes that we can carve into our bones. When asked where we learned about this, mention that we heard the commissar muttering about grey soldiers or something.

>>8888790
We have no force weapon, only a staff. We are not a Primaris Psyker, to my knowledge.

Even so, modification of our kit like that will probably get us punished. Departmento Munitorum pricks are like that.

>>8888734
You're familiar with a Lasgun, but you've not focused on specific practice with one.

>>8888765
You take the lasgun.


>The mess hall is empty, aside from the kitchen staff.
You acquire recaff. You're a bit more twitchy than normal from the caffeine stimulant.

>The firing range is full. Soldiers are busy drilling, and from your state, the officer overseeing the range removes your lasgun from your possession.

You have lost your lasgun for the time being.

You're able to get a better view of the rest of the base. You recognize the barracks where you reside, the mess hall, a comms building, garage, and small shrine area.

>Input command...

>>8888840
Your staff is a Force Weapon.

>>8888866
Use your psychic powers to sense other psychics in the base.

>>8888866
Go to shrine and pray for the smitation of that cockwhore who took our lasgun.

>>8888840
Check the second block of text. We have a force staff.

>>8888866
Ask the range officer when is a good time for us to come back.

Go to the shrine until then. We may be a horrible mutant psyker, but we're a FAITHFUL horrible mutant psyker.

>>8888884
I stand corrected.

we should take a walk around the base and casually observe everyone's behaviour.

find out who we can trust and who is likely to shoot us for being a psyker

we should take a walk around the base and casually observe everyone's behaviour.

find out who we can trust and who is likely to shoot us for being a psyker

or we can meditate on what we saw preparing ourselves for the campaign to come

I love quest threads! ^_^

>>8888909
Roll(2d6)+0:
1,3,+0
Total:4

>Test Passed

You calmly attempt to extend your consciousness through the local area of the warp, seeking other beacons of power. There appear to be no other Psykers on the base.

>To the shrine

You enter the shrine, bowing your head before the brilliant image of His Divine Majesty, finding a seat at a bench, calming moderately in the presence of the holy figure. You begin praying once again.

You don't notice the preacher walk up to you until he taps your shoulder.

"Your devotion will reward you, Psyker. He guides those who follow. Be not afraid of His embrace, as you shall serve in life and death..." He says, starting to prattle on.

>+1 Ld, Devotion bonus. (New Ld: 9)

>Input command...

>>8889045
Get some food to help your mental fatigue from sensing other psychics.

>>8888884
praytell, how did we come to accquire such a deadly valuable and important peice of kit?

>>8889045
Be polite to the preacher. Thank him, and wish him well.

Keep praying for another half-hour or so, then head back to the range to see if it's cleared out yet.

>>8889089
You're an attached Sanctioned Psyker, therefore get the pimp 4e codex Force Weapon option.

Bad justification, but valid nonetheless.

Since we are a psyker, can we attempt to communicate with whats left of the Emperors mind?

>>8889150
nice. So its standard issue. No wonder the comissars are so twitchy around us. You can cut open a leman russ with one of those things.

>>8889178
You can consult the Emperor's Tarot, if that's what you mean.

>Thank preacher

"I deserve no thanks, Psyker. I merely preach His word..." *blathers on for the rest of the time you spend in the shrine*

>30 minutes pass

The range is still being used.

The mess hall remains empty as you get a small meal of nutripaste, ration bars, and water.

>Input Command...

This may help. Herp derp forgot a key item.

>Your chrono reads 16:35.

>>8889245
>You can consult the Emperor's Tarot, if that's what you mean

Lets do that the next time we have spare--non vital--time.

do we know when we are supposed to report to the higher ups? (commander/commisar/inquisitor)

>>8889319
Lt. Mallear specified he'd send a runner to your quarters when you were required.

>Finished eating; 17:00.

>>8889272
>>8889245

Eat food.

Walk back to our quarters. Whistle a catchy tune, if we know any. Consult Emperor's Tarot.

Check back with the range after an hour of this. We want our bloody lasgun back, dammit.

we should act like a normal guardsman, join a gambling game then proceed to wipe the floor with them by using our precognition and sense thoughts.

should be good practice, plus it will teach them not to risk what the emperor gave them

(may even get a new lasgun out of it too)

>>8889536
New lasgun?

Frak that. Second laspistol. Go all John Preston on those hairy ticks.

>>8889443
>Whistle catchy tune

You start whistling "A Glorious Dawn" while walking back. You calm down more. You are no longer jittering from caffeine.

>Consult the Emperor's Tarot

Sitting down in your quarters, you focus yourself and seek the Astronomican within the Warp. Finding your link, you pull cards from your deck.

All three are regular draws. (Not inverted.)

>Daemon (Major Arcana)
>Star (Major Arcana)
>Knight (of Mandatio)

You feel your body tense as you begin attempting to interpret the Tarot. Your vision seems to prove true, as the Daemon card signifies Chaos. This Paradise World has a sun not unlike that of Holy Terra, a possible font for the Star. But the Knight, is the only puzzle...

either Guardsman Vedra counts as a knight or we better be prepared for a GK worthy shitstorm

>18:00

You return to the range, to find most only the overseer on the scene. Although reluctant, he returns your lasgun and directs you down range.

>Weapon Familiarity: Las Weapons (Treat as BS4)

You practice and familiarize yourself for an hour.

>19:00

>Input command...

Can we have a brother that is a Grey Knight?

As we have got our lasgun back, said our prayers and made sure our marksmanship is decent I believe we should finally attempt to get some rest emperor willing

>>8889766
>Rest for the night

A novel idea.

>Archive submitted. Continuation: Tomorrow!

bumping until our holy op returns from his holy travels into dream land--in search of unknown Kadath.

FUCKING BUMP!

>>8893158
bump

Make an intelligence test to determine that maybe the "Knight" is actually the Grey knights, and, if possible, Freak the fuck out

Whoops, forgot to use my name for above post >.>

After that, go to the tavern and try and glean some information