You wake with a start, your mind clouded. You’re lying down. You try to get up, to raise your head and look around.You rise too quickly, and your head slams into something solid. It vibrates from the impact, giving off the telltale low clang of struck metal. You bounce back onto the object that you are lying on. It’s not that soft either. In your attempt to rise, you notice that your arms and legs are restrained.You lie there, groaning, waiting for the pain in your forehead to subside. With the pain leaves the fogginess of your thoughts. You wonder where you are. The room is shaking steadily and you can hear a low rumble that you’d attribute to an engine, or several. You’re in some kind of vehicle, possibly a ship. Your thoughts are interrupted by footsteps, coming from behind you, on the right.“Do mind your head.” A voice, you assume from the same person producing the footsteps.(cont.)
The voice is unmistakably male, deep with a gruffness you associate with having smoked one too many lho-sticks.“Wouldn’t want a promising new student, especially with our intake dropping in recent cycles.” The footsteps and voice advance together, confirming your earlier assumption. A hand enters your field of vision. You’d been staring at the metal bulkhead above you, avoiding looking in the direction of the voice.The hand grabs your chin and turns it to the right, towards its owner. Staring back at you are a pair of bright blue eyes, the man’s face framed by a beard and hair the color of snow.Past him, you see other berths similar to your own, housing the unconscious forms of children. They are clothed in simple black undergarments and restrained as well. The man with blue eyes himself is clothed the black robes of a preacher of the Ecclesiarchy.The man releases your chin, satisfied that you have no bruise from hitting your head. You look down at yourself and find that like the sleepers you are also wearing tight black shorts,:>your flat, boyish chest bare.>your burgeoning curves of adolescence covered by a modest bra of similar material.
>>31195255Second option, I want to be a Bolter Bitch
>>31195255Option 1 because, reasons
>>31195255>your burgeoning curves of adolescence covered by a modest bra of similar material.
>>31195280Imma second that.
>>31195255>>your burgeoning curves of adolescence covered by a modest bra of similar material.
>>31195280>>31195343>>31195360I guess you guys don't want to create a trap who tries to get into the SoB then.
Is it weird that I actually have a picture that might work if we decide to go for the female student?
>>31195387Sounds like a good way to get purged.
>>31195406If it's the SoB doing the purging, I'll probably be okay with it.
>>31195387Not really my cup of tea, plus it's a good way to get killed. I want to actually be able to do something other than eat a bolt round with my facehole>>31195397You forget you're on 4chan.
>>31195397Probably younger though. Also anyone else getting chinese/japanese characters in captcha?
>>31195397thats now my headcanon of our character, we're gonna be the hottest stormtrooper ever
>>31195431You know, I was just thinkin' we should try out for the stormtrooper corps instead of the Sororitas.
>>31195430How much younger can she be? She's probably sixteenish...
>>31195437fuck yeah =][= stormtrooper, we get to be badass and deal with inquisitors crazy shenanigans
>>31195457Maybe we could shoot for being an ourselves. Who the fuck wants to be some rank and file meatshield anyways?We've got to serve the Emperah to the best of our ability and that means we've gotta go straight to the tob.
>>31195448I was assuming 10-12 since she saw other children.
>>31195480an Inquisitor*I accidentally a word it seems
... hmmm... I don't think the QM is here, though...
Female choice wins, writing.
>>31195490Speak of the devil
>>31195480Yeah being an inquis would be awesome, but thats not exactly a straight career path to get into, we kind of have to prove ourselves first, then get picked up and be apart of an inquis' retinue or acolytes and become an interrogator from there
>>31195480Or a commissar. Or techpriest.
>>31195543techpriests don't go through the Schola, and we've already got another quest about a schola student becoming a commissar
>>31195552You mean that quest that runs bimonthly?
>>31195397Not really. Google reverse image search stopped working for me, what's going on?
Your berth seems to be the furthest up in the room, closest to where the preacher entered from. You look behind him to see a thick metal door, lacking hinges, the type you’d see on a spacecraft. Further evidence towards the fact that you are on a ship.“W-who are you, why am I here, and why the hell am I tied down like this? And you said something about being a student?” You pull at your restraints. The preacher is crouched down so that his face is nearly level with yours. His eyes unsettle you, so you try not to look directly at him. You can smell smoke on his breath.He brushes a few strands from your face, then rests his hand on his face. He taps his nose twice, and his eye twitches at your coarse language.“I am Abbott Gelus, and you shall be seeing me quite often from now on. You, my child, are to be my new student, and I shall raise you to be a shining beacon for the Imperium. You, in simpler words, will be taught to be a hero. The restraints of course, are for insurance. Are all your questions answered?”(cont.)
>>31195397> Carissa MonroeThere are three images of her without total manface and spray tan. This is one of them.
>>31195637>The restraints of course, are for insuranceD-don't tell me we accidentally and turn out to be psyker.Actually, what's the procedure for psyker inquisitors anyway? Astra Telepathica before or after schola?
>>31195637He reaches into his robe a produces a lho-stick, then again for a light. Failing to find something to produce a flame, he gets up and pounds on the door. It promptly opens. The rumble of the supposed engines becomes a roar.“Would either of you gentlemen happen to have a light?”A muffled voice answers him, but you’re unable to understand it over the noise. Then, a pop, and you can make out another male voice.“Sorry sir, though we’re half an hour to atmo.”So you are on a ship. Landing soon, apparently.“Bah, protocol. When a man needs a smoke, he needs a smoke, flight protocol be damned.” He shuts the door and crouches back down next to you.“Well, do you have any more questions before I put you back to sleep?” He reaches once more into his robe and produces a hypodermic needle full of clear liquid. A drop spills from the tip and falls to the floor.“Take me back, I don’t want to be here. Don’t you know who I am?”, you say. You push again against your restraints, nostrils flaring, demanding more than asking.>You are the daughter of a noble military family, from a long line of soldiers who’ve fought in service of the Imperium, raised in the ways of war and society.>You are the only child of a mid-ranking official in the Administratum, raised among cogitators and record books. Your IQ is extraordinary for one so young.>You are just a street rat, picked up from the underhive among the gangers.>Other?(Sorry for slowness, new QM, not the most experienced writer, also kinda nervous. Going to implement dice system and stats from here on, the above choice will give you your first bonuses.)
>>31195654>>You are the only child of a mid-ranking official in the Administratum, raised among cogitators and record books. Your IQ is extraordinary for one so young.
>>31195654>You are the daughter of a noble military family, from a long line of soldiers who’ve fought in service of the Imperium, raised in the ways of war and society.We've a history of military blood to live up to
>>31195654(Don't worry you're doing fine)hiver, street scum yes
>>31195664Gonna go with this
>>31195654>>Other?>Daughter of a rogue trader dynasty that's fallen upon hard times our family saw it fit to give us to the church in order to facilitate better relations and ensure we wouldn't get in the way of succession.Our strength is our sense for economics and people, our weakness the inability to sense when we should just the fuck up and cease our scheming.
>>31195654How old are we OP?
>>31195691Imma second this.
>>31195709Probably no day older than thirteen.
>>31195709My idea is 11, but up to 13 works too. Any older than won't work.
>>31195687think I'm gonna change my vote to >>31195691Gives us the option to obtain the Writ that is rightfully ours as an objective
>>31195731We're one ambitious little fucker.
>>31195749For the emperor of course.
>>31195654>You are the daughter of a noble military family, from a long line of soldiers who’ve fought in service of the Imperium, raised in the ways of war and society.We're gonna need those bonuses to survive for more than 3 days
>>31195726Make it twelve. Eleven is an incredibly boring age.
>>31195773I kind of prefer 11 so that we can have 1 more year before becoming a full fledged teenager.
Meanwhile, can I get a headcount on who is for stormie vs SoB vs =][=, or, (why?) high-ranking IG?Not OP, just curious.
>>31195804I want us to be a stormie working with and towards becoming a =][=
>>31195804I think we should let the OP list the choices first.
>>31195804>(why?) high-ranking IG?Because autocannons.Anyway, Stormie sounds good to me.Doesn't the Schola also train for Commissariat? Because that could be hilarious.
>>31195820Going off of this for career paths later on: http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Schola_Progenium#.UzpzkqiSxIE
>You are the daughter of a noble military family, from a long line of soldiers who’ve fought in service of the Imperium, raised in the ways of war and society.I hope we aren't too pampered though. I like my girls rough and tumble.
>>31195833Imperial Navy officer sounds neat. Inquisitor could be cool too.
Tie between rogue trader dynasty and noble military family. Please revote: http://strawpoll.me/1418575
>>31195848I support this.MILITARISM FUCK YEAHalso, chinese captcha. Must be april fools.
>>31195876Imperial Navy could be fun as hellI'm a complete BFGfag though so I may be biased
>>31195881Calling it at 5 to 4, for Noble Military Family heritage. Writing up system explanation.
>>31195947Next time you should do final destination style voting.
>>31195833Although the imperial navy officer sounds pretty neat, I like the stormtrooper option better.
>>31195973which is easier to samefag that strawpoll...
>>31195979Actually most public proxies are banned from 4chan, which makes it a bit harder.
>>31195993Uhh not really, invisible characters are a thing, a really easy to use thing.
>>31196005Don't they create a space after the number?
>>31196041some do, some don't
>>31195654System is as follows(mix between Dark Heresy and dicepool system currently in use by Exalted Quest):Attributes:Weapons-1Ballistics-1Strength-1Toughness-1Agility-1Intelligence-1Perception-1Willpower-1Leadership-1Fellowship-1Status:Patronage-Insanity-Corruption-Wealth-[Military Heritage: +2 to Weapons, Ballistics, Leadership.]You should also get Patronage and Wealth bonuses, but still working out how exactly the Status stuff is supposed to work. Also still thinking on the health system.In the future, when choosing certain actions, you will roll 1d10 in a dicepool on the associated attribute. The value of the attribute determines the size of the dicepool Rolling 7 or higher is counted as a success, 10 is 2 successes. You need to roll a certain number of successes depending on the difficulty of the action. You will critically fail an action if you roll no successes and at least one 1.But for now, you won't need too many rolls. Your pools are too small for that. The next few sessions will be dedicated to your time training at the Schola.In the meantime, decide on a name, appearance, and the first roll of 2d100 will determine homeworld.
Rolled 67, 5 = 72>>31196066Sharolin
Rolled 41, 46 = 87>>31196066You might want to maybe think about modifiers for lowering success threshold or using the threshold as a DC you can change for difficulty or lack of.For name, no idea, for appearance I'll go with >>31195397 (of course thats once we've grown a bit)
>>31196066Oh, personal name + noble household name
>>31196066Salome. It's appropriately saintly.
Rolled 61, 85 = 146>>31196066Rosaline DivaeGoing with 31195397 because I can't think of anything.
>>31196092Rolled regular Imperial world, jungle terrain. Will flesh homeworld out more a bit later out, but since it's jungled I'll throw in:[Jungle Survivalism]: +1 to Toughness, Agility, and Perception.
>>31196134Sounds suitably pious.
>>31196094some quick searching for a name generator gives http://www.yoymart.com/en/warhammer-name-generators/imperium-of-man.htmlVarinka de Fuentes is first I got from that, sounds good
>>31196094Sorry, it's been a while since I last played an actual PnP RPG, but what's a DC?
>>31196153de Fuentes really sounds like a military minded noble house name, but I'd prefer Salome as a first name because varinkas sounds too Russian for someone a Jungle Planet
>>31196224>>31196153Putting it down as de Fuentes, seems fitting for a noble from a jungle planet. >>31196134>>31196232As a compromise, her first name will be Evangeline. Sounds sufficiently Imperial saint-y.
>>31196205Dice Check, essentially you set a number as the DC, and you have to beat it to succeed, in the current system you've proposed, the DC would be 7 constantly, I was just saying, you might want to sometimes move that up or down if you wanted.
>>31196264Oh, and writing.
Since 40k seems fond of rather dated tactics it should make sense for us to heavily rely on close quarter tactics, right? I want to wield an STC machete while we're still too much of a youngling to wield a chainswo-- if we get rich enough, we could use a power machete.>>31196264> Evangeline de FuentesGood jorb guys, we're a Space Mexican™ and you made us brown.
>>31196289>Good jorb guys, we're a Space Mexican™ and you made us brown.Well its 40k, so everyone is white, except the Salamanders.Although we could be a little tanned.
>>31196289Space Mexican Stormtrooper or Space Mexican Space Victorian Naval Commander both sound pretty great to me anon.I don't see the problem.
>>31196309>Well its 40k, so everyone is white, except the Salamanders.>Drop this thread and put Eisenhorn on download.
>>31196289Since you're from a noble family, you've been tutored in the formal fencing style, that of the rapier/saber.
>>31196289>macheteplease, we're gonna be an awesome brown girl stormtrooper with a shortsword, or maybe even a powered shortsword if we're lucky>>31196318I own hardback copies of the trilogy, I'm aware, but 40k at large like to disuade people from ever thinking there are other races
>>31196289Well we are of noble blood so we are probably a space criollo which owned whose family owned a space encomienda
>>31196327>but 40k at large like to disuade people from ever thinking there are other racesOh true.Personally I justify it to myself as humanity altering itself during the DAoT and the first ships not landing on their planet's equatorial zone. Less sun = less need for the typical attributes of the darker "races". Of course, conversely there have to be worlds that are nothing BUT Blacks cause the orbit is closer to the sun.>please, we're gonna be an awesome brown girl stormtrooper with a shortsword, or maybe even a powered shortsword if we're luckyLuck probably figures into it less than success.>>31196322Nice.
>>31196309Or that one Inquisitor in DoW.The only other black guy in the galaxy
>>31196380>a space criollo whose family owns a space encomienda
On the topic of appearance, does it really matter? We are just a preteen about to enter puberty, we could be just some chubby kid now and in 4 years look like Jubblowski.
“Yes child, I do know exactly who you are,” Gelus says, reaching deep into his robe to draw out a datapad. “Evangeline de Feuntes, excuse me, Lady Evangeline of the noble House Feuntes of Alamos Prime. 12 years old, eldest child and would-be heir, if not for her newly-born brother. Born from a long line of Imperial Guard commanders famous for fighting on the front lines with their troops in numerous campaigns. Truly an old and honorable noble family.”You grit your teeth at that last little detail of your loss of inheritance of the peerage.“So you know who I am, and therefore you should know what retribution shall come if I am taken illegally against my will,” you say to him as he stows the datapad back in his priestly robe.“Against your wil, yes, illegally, no. Your parents are both dead. Your father was killed in action, that is. It is y understanding that your mother died in childbirth just last year. Your siblings are perfectly fine. of course.” You turn away from him, not wanting to cry in front of a stranger. The pain of your mother’s death was still fresh, and the news of your father’s death compounded upon it. Your father and his regiment, newly victorious, were home on leave until last year. He had left for a new campaign with your mother pregnant. He’d come home when your were six years old, and immediately began to teach you the ways of war as was customary. After your mother’s death, you and your siblings had been left in the care of retainers and relatives. You had been made to relinquish the hereditary peerage to your newborn brother.(cont.)
>>31196529You know what the rest of the story was now.In accordance with the Charter Nobilis of Alamos Prime, since you were newly orphaned, you would be given up to the Ecclesiarchy for schooling at the Schola Progenium as the eldest non-heir child of your family. Such was the law.You look toward the priest, and he nods, knowing he’s reached an understanding between the two of you.“Now child, relax your arm so the needle doesn’t hurt. I have to put you to sleep before we make planetfall.”>Give in. Let him put you to sleep.>Convince him to leave you awake (restraints on/off)>Ask him to let you get up. You’ve never been off Alamos Prime before, you’d like to watch the ship make planetfall.
>>31196607>>Ask him to let you get up. You’ve never been off Alamos Prime before, you’d like to watch the ship make planetfall.
>>31196607>Ask him to let you get up. You’ve never been off Alamos Prime before, you’d like to watch the ship make planetfall.
Yeah, I thought so, kinda lame choice on that one, sorry. Just kinda had to throw in a choice in there after quite a bit of infodump. Writing.
>>31196658Not that lame. Use it to build our character.
“Wait, stop,” you say. You try to pull away from him, but again, the restraints stop you. “Please let me get up. I’ve never been off of Alamos Prime before. I’ve never seen planetfall.”Abbott Gelus hesitates, the needles just an inch from your arm. He looks at you in the eyes curiously. His eyes still bother you, and you turn away from him to the look at the metal bulkhead. He puts away the syringe.“Well, child. I guess I shall. I have after all, given you some horrible news. Let it not be said that I am not a kind priest.” He whistles, and you hear another door open. A servitor mounted on tracks rumbles over and stops next to Gelus, waiting for an order.“Servitor. Release progena designated SP-LT-P-087-EF. Recognize voice authorization, Drill Abbot Coriolanus Gelus, designation SP-LT-DA-001-CG.” He grimaces after reciting the strings of letters and numbers.“Recognized.” The servitor turns towards you and, using a power tool you couldn’t name, releases you from your restraints, which seem to have been bolted to the berth. Finished, it turns to Gelus, waits for a moment as if waiting for further orders, then turns around and returns to wherever it came from. You hear a door clunk open and closed again.“Servitors and tech-speak, hate the damn things. But the restraints I’m made to use aren’t that easy to take off manually” He spits on the floor, then looks around as if he were looking for people watching. The only other people in the room are asleep. He rubs his shoe over the spit until it rubs away.You get up, rubbing your wrists and ankles. The metal floor is cold under your bare feet.“I’d have to agree,” you say. “My family preferred to keep living retainers instead of cold machines.”
>>31196873“Now,” he says, his voice taking a harder tone, “I’ll let you sit up with me up the cockpit, but don’t cause any trouble.”He knocks once more on the door, and it slides open with a loud thud. The cockpit is full of little lights, but your attention is drawn to the front viewports. The planet below is largely the light brown of desert, with large patches of blue and dark green that you recognize as water and forests respectivelyThe cockpit seats four, two already taken by the pilot and copilot. The pilot and copilot seem oblivious to the world, plugged into the consoles, wires coming out of their heads and into their chairs. Gelus motions you to take a seat, and does so himself. He buckles himself into the 4-point restraint.>Sit tight like a good girl and just watch.>Go up further near the pilots, get a closer look out the viewports>Attack Gelus, try to get the sedative and knock him out
>>31196947>>Sit tight like a good girl and just watch.
Man, I'm really sorry guys for being so slow, I really didn't plan out my notes well. I'll keep trying to roll with the flow today, hopefully I'll be better prepared next session.
>>31196947>>sit tight like a good girl and watchHe is bigger than us and would likely win a fight.
>>31196947>Sit tight like a good girl and just watch.but see if we can't steal a glance a the viewports from our seat>>31196963no worries OP, I'm having fun, not to concerned with the speed
Sorry guys, I think I'll call this session end. I've kinda run out of steam. I'll try to be better prepared for next session, which will most likely run this Thursday.I'll announce it on Twitter @ValeforQMI'll stick around for any questions.
>>31197186S'all good OP, thanks for running, cya next thread
>>31195280I'm a little to late, but female char for progenium quest is pretty much a no brainer due to having more options
>>31197186Waiting warmly for it to resume. Announce your account on QTG so you can get added to the directory.
>>31197248Being female only opens up one additional career path, and opens up different character interactions, both better and worse than if you played a male.
>>31196289>>31196310Late, yes. But if we're going to be space mexican as noble born, we'd probably be more tan then the average white person since we're probably more like... uh... pensulars... or whatever they were called. The aristocracy of mexico that was all: Hey, both sides of my family trace back to Spain each time!
>>31200806I could dig it.
>>31200806http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castaaccording to this we could be either Peninsulares or Criollos if we were nobility