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[abculatter_2]

Back from my Dad's, I'll start on actions right after this post.

Also, the reason I don't post action posts linearly is that, well, I don't make them linearly. I will ALWAYS get distracted or procrastinate at some point, plus I have the tendency to make some actions longer then others which takes time (a lot longer then it takes to read it, due to research, distraction and thinking up word choice, mostly.)

If you want, however, I can just edit in the actions into the turn post and not post them in new posts. I'd rather not wait for everyone to submit actions before starting them, though.

BTW, I may be going back to my dad's sometime tomorrow, friday, and/or or saturday. And possibly randomly through the week. If I spend time on this in between the visits this shouldn't effect the flow too much.


BTW, what do you guys think of what I've written so far? I doubt I'll be able to prevent myself from making long narrative actions on most turns, those are just too fun to make.

EDIT: I think that'll be all I'll update for today. I'll go to sleep and make sure I finish this turn and start the next tomorrow.

[Lordinquisitor]

Your narrative is good, don`t worry. 

[Rolan7]

Yeah, I'm liking your interpretation of my character!

[abculatter_2]

Yeah, I'm liking your interpretation of my character!

I was thinking I was being too much of a wuss with him. We've been here five minutes and not even a single whipping!

[Nimitz]

Ah, it's cool, and your writing's fine. Keep at it.

[abculatter_2]

Turn 3 begins! I'll put in the actions tomorrow.

Turn 2

Olaf Ironboot (Wolfchild):
Action: Finish off the monstrosity then mount up and head over to the resort to find allies
Roll: 5
Result: Suddenly, the face is replaced by grey fur, which you realize is your wolf pouncing upon the thing. As you bring your bolter and axe to bear, you have a chance to get a good look at it. It is humanoid, hunched and skeletal with two large, powerful, mantis-like arms jutting up from its shoulders (At the risk of revealing who you're dealing with...). The two grapple for a time, your wolf tearing into its face and neck as it struggles against the massive beast. You quickly aim your bolter and fire several rounds, being careful not to hit your wolf, and the thing soon ceases its struggling.

When you finally manage to pry your wolf off the corpse, you examine the creature. It is unlike anything you have seen before... too perfect in form to be a Chaos daemon, obviously not human... Some kind of dangerous local wildlife? You decide to continue onward, it is dead now, so it won't bother you any longer.

As the red sun begins to fade into the west, you catch sight of the resort, though even upon a crag several hundred feet away it looks like it's been abandoned for ages. The entire structure is overgrown with peculiar vines and it seems to be crumbling away in several places. There are several lights still on throughout the structure, which causes you to continue onward.

Adrien (Nimitz)
Action: Ah, the Warp. Despite having experienced multiple jumps in the past, I can never get used to it. Emperor help us all. Once we exit the warp, I'll ask everyone if they're okay.
Roll: 2
Result:

Dragnar (Dragnar):
Action: Wait for the trip through the warp to end, then get out and take a look around.
Roll: 5
Result: BIG BLUE BOOSOMS BILLOWING LIKE BILLIONS OF BURNING BUG-EYED BARNACLES
A strange, unnatural euphoria washes over you, sending you into bursts of maniacal musicals which both transcend lifetimes and take mere moments. Where your voice carries the winds of chaos changes, and upon them dance insanity-inspired hallucinations which beckon you onward, toward the bliss of madness.

By the time you at last exit warp space, you are left largely unharmed, even if your mind is a bit loopy currently (HORSEY HORSEY I LIKE HORSEY). Some of the others, however, do not seem to have been quite so fortunate.

RAM (RAM):
Action: fashion a feast for my companions, give it some of those special Nurgle-style spices...
Roll: 4
Result: Through your madness-induced visions you are able to locate a kitchen (which, in reality, is a Nurgle daemon summoning chamber with a rather large amount of general filth, rot, and other things characteristic of nurgle) and begin throwing random ingredients into your cauldron. (Where do you store it, you ask? Well, what if you were about to, say, almost do what once was without doubt once was?)
"!wets eht ni kcits ,otamot epir-revo enO"
You throw in a large boil hanging from the ceiling, which bursts into a rather large amount of sickly yellow liquid.
"!owt tuoba woh ,lleW ?room eht no ananab A"
You begin dancing and swaying as you grab a gnarly branch from the wall, take out your plague sword and begin chopping it into the cauldron.
"!eulb s'ti erus ekam tsuj ,lleW? elppa neerg suoiciled A"
You clumsily grab a fistful of writhing maggots from a stagnant pool of half-solid brown sludge and toss it in with a flourish.
"?esle tahw ,reve tahW ?esle tahw ,esle tahw tub ,hO"
You mix the three ingredients together while attempting to contort your face into one of concern, which inevitably fails. The cauldron begins to bubble and froth.
"!wets a ni taerg seog taht ,yelsrap ho ,yelsrap ,hO"
You pick some disgusting green bile from your nose and toss it in.

As you continue to stir and cook the vile concoction, it slowly yet surly begins to change. The aroma gradually morphs from an indescribably grotesque nose-burning sensation to that of a gourmet meal, its visage bubbling and boiling from what is most akin to vomit to something more closely resembling a well-made soup. When you finally finish your brew, the two plague marines which dragged you from the warp earlier come charging into the room. You curtsy at their arrival and make a gesture toward the now-deliciously decadent meal,  saying with a flourishing accent,
"!etitappa'noB"

Sluggaz (Paranatural):
Action: I speak up, "'ere, iffin ye gonna be boltin' dat ta me 'ead a' leas' pu' sum spikes an' nobz an' whatnot, make it orky!"
Roll: 6
Result: You briefly contemplate speaking, though the teeth-clenching pain of having your skull drilled into your head obliterates all non-violent thought. You wish only to tear the whimpy little snotling doing this to you- and ENJOYING it to boot- into as many little pieces as is physically possible for an ork. When at last the drilling ends, you glare at Snivel and find him idly dawdling with a few scraps of metal in a corner. You prepare to look at your shiny new headplate and maybe decide to only rip the goblin into two pieces instead, when suddenly you feel your head jerked back onto the table.
"Still too more holes ta drill!" the goblin says with obvious glee.

By the end of the operation, your head whirls with the mindless bloodlusting rage only an ork could muster. Your companion drags your limp form out of the "Hospitol" on his shoulder, polishing a piece of metal as he does so, props you up against a wall and shows you your reflection. You are now 10% more orky!
"I dink I know a few bitz which could fix dat brain 'o yors, tho it'll take awhile fer me ta make..."

Roland Durvish (Rolan7):
Action: Wait for the trip through the warp to end, then get out and take a look around *authoritatively*.
Roll: 2
Result: For eternity you fall, forever you are trapped in the horrifying (and, after awhile, really rather dull) tunnel of gaping maws and ukuleles which is your prison.

Until, that is, you fall out and land rather ingloriously right in the center of ship's main navigational chamber. After a moment, you realize you're no longer falling, then take a quick look around. Suddenly, the memories of your life catch up to you and you realize just how inglorious your position upon the room's central map monitor is. You also notice the snickers which have begun to erupt throughout the chamber. You hastily scrabble to your feet and, attempting to regain at least some small part of your dignity, jut out your chest and adopt a more authoritative posture. You make your way toward the exit without a word, cheeks burning as the room bursts into laughter as you turn toward the door and exit.

Locke Williamson (Sneevil):
Action: wait
Roll: 4
Result: Well... that's rather interesting.
You watch as one of you kidneys wafts out of your abdomen and gently begins floating out into the abyssal nothingness and everythingness of Chaos beyond.
Come on, come back to daddy! I'd rather not have to go through kidney replacement surgery AGAIN!
You reach out and attempt to fondle the kidney back into your abdomen, almost managing to do so just as reality once again asserts itself around you and it falls upon your lap with a squish.
"Oh, great! Just fucking great! God damn it, why the fuck does this damn thing have to do this EVERY. SINGLE. WARP JUMP!?"

David Greene (Xotes):
Action:
Roll:
Result: 

Dan Bohey (CJ1145)
Action: Wait
Roll: 2
Result: You see before you a great abstract form of incomprehensible size and scope, massive projections bursting from its sides and rocketing outward into great swirls of energy. You feel yourself pulled toward this thing, and as you are you begin to see visions, sensations of terror and pain which break your mind and leave you a limp form drifting mindlessly through a vast unknowable realm.
However, that is not the end.
Within the complex frameworks and deep depths that once worked together so beautifully to form the entity known as your mind there writhes a new sentience, a burgeoning form congealed of that collapsing relic of times now gone. The form soon expands to control the entirety of your former body, which is now little more then chaotic flotsam. Just as it manages to do so, however, your body is pulled back into reality, a festering mass of chaotic flesh which burbles violently and lashes out at the painfully psychic entities surrounding it with failing barbed tentacles which vaporize any solid matter they make contact with.

You are now a Chaos Spawn

Hondrazul Ba`l Moloc (Lordinquisitor):
Task: Remain unknown to the fools commanded by the False Emperor. (Will not have a per-turn failure chance, slightly increased change chance)
Action: With the careful use of psychic powers i, with the help of other wizards, attempt to gather information about the planet and our enemies.
Roll: 3
Result: You attempt to directly harness the collective psychic potential of all the minds now under your control, though you soon discover that barriers still exist between them- their thoughts and free will were still their own, though thoughts, emotions, and input danced both consciously and subconsciously from one to another, allowing direct communication of not only words, but concepts, experiences, emotions expressed beyond the limited forms of words. And all of it was done through your mind. Not a single thought crossed between the bounds of one mind without first crossing through yours.

With such direct communication between minds (most of them still unaware of their connection), it didn't take you long to locate and assemble a large group of magi. With your combined psychic might, the task of simple scrying even over such a large distance was trivial.

The planet is a man-made paradise carved from a barren rock, once desolate wastelands stripped of what little of worth they carried now bloomed with brilliant flowers of nearly every hue. A world of much beauty, made specifically for the enjoyment of those who could afford it. And for all its apparent magnificence, not a single significant military force came from the planet itself, a statement of just how 'safe' this planet was. Upon learning this, either you or another magi make a slight snicker. Ignorant fools.
But this world would not be so vulnerable for long. Nearly six whole companies from various near-by chapters have already arrived in the system, with one company already on-planet. On top of that, three regiments, the smallest of which consisted of just over a thousand, were about to exit warp-jump and begin deploying on-planet.

Magus (MagusBlack):
Action: Investigate the sights of the xeno attacks.
Roll: 2
Result:

Osric Rott (Ghazkull):
Action:
Roll:
Result:

[MagusBlack]

Investigate the sights of the xeno attacks.

(So i have a squad with me? Awesome!)

[dragnar]

I must say, while I don't mind the updates being non-linear, editing them into posts hours/days after posting them is really confusing. It's hard to know when the turn is finished/when to post our next actions. Could you do things how you have been but then post the whole turn together once it's all finished?

[wolfchild]

Finish off the monstrosity then mount up and head over to the resort to find allies

posting again to make sure you see it

[dragnar]

Good idea.

Wait for the trip through the warp to end, then get out and take a look around.

[Rolan7]

Wait for the trip through the warp to end, then get out and take a look around *authoritatively*.

[RAM]

fashion a feast for my companions, give it some of those special Nurgle-style spices...

placing this after the previous action's result

[Lordinquisitor]

With the careful use of psychic powers i, with the help of other wizards, attempt to gather information about the planet and our enemies.

[wolfchild]

oh yea, i wanna give 40K descriptions of what the gear does

Frost axe, power weapon that gives +1 strength
Storm bolter, an assault2 bolter
Wolf tail talisman 5+ save vs all psychc effects
Power armour, you all know what this does
Thunderwolf Mount, +1 strength, +1 toughness, +1 attack, gain rending, type changes to cavalry

Cavalry
- Have fleet
- Have a 12" charge

Now the GM can decide what that meens in his game

[abculatter_2]

I must say, while I don't mind the updates being non-linear, editing them into posts hours/days after posting them is really confusing. It's hard to know when the turn is finished/when to post our next actions. Could you do things how you have been but then post the whole turn together once it's all finished?

When one turn is completed, I will go straight to posting the next turn. There are also links to turn posts at the end of the first post, if you haven't noticed those yet.

For that last suggestion, how about I edit in a link to the previous turn at the beginning of each turn post, then post a link to the next turn post (if it exists) at the end of every turn post? Since I'll post the next turn every time I finish one.