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Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby Mashugana » Sun Sep 02, 2018 8:52 pm

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Name: Talanna
Backstory: Chaos rises! But not the chaos of the Chaos Gods, the chaos of the balance of power being subverted! Talanna was a proud howling banshee, a dedicated servant to Morag-Hei, until she was cut down during a Dark Eldar raid. Her soulstone was seized by the cruel Dark Eldar, the depraved rejects of the noble Eldar who sought eternally to escape the grasp of She-Who-Thirsts. Subjected to terrible experiments, the Dark Eldar finally created a strange construct, a wraithbone homunculii powered by Talannas soulstone. Designed as a 'sink' to attract the attention of Slaneesh, Talanna would have been nothing more than a repository for pain whose suffering would have extended the lifespan of the Dark Eldar.... until the birth of Ynnead shortly after threw the entire balance of power awry!

In the chaotic events following the birth of the Eldar god of the dead, Isha managed to break free and imbue various hosts with some of her essence.... of which Talanna was one such recipient. Imbued with the strange ability to gestate spirit stones, the new wraithbone body of Talanna was shaped into an arena fighter for the wych cults, where the depraved Dark Eldar hungrily saw her fight - and invariably be raped by - various beasts and creatures captured by the Dark Eldar raiders. She spent so long inside the strange timeless realm of Comorragh that she eventually grew to enjoy the thrill of being an arena fighter, revelling in the spectacle of her existence.

Eventually, Talanna was rescued by a band of Eldar Rangers, with whom she now travelled with. Talanna still maintains the strange powers of Isha imbued within her, but now more powers await her. Following a vision granted by a slightly deranged Imperial Psyker who shared supplies with the rangers, Talanna now travels to a crone world to find an exiled farseer, one who has... unique ideas about how to restore the glory of the Eldar!

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(Stats'll determine some of your HP, LP and PP (PP being basically Psi-points or Warp power you have. You'll get 6 points to start, and you can decrease a stat to -2 for 2 more points. HP will rise by one point from a base of 10 for every point of CON and decrease accordingly, LP is a base of 10 and rises or falls with WIS, and PP will rise or fall from a base of 10 depending on your INT. LP will kind of work based on arousal, the higher it is the less effect it has, the lower it is, the more addled and penalized you'll be so ever 2 points of Lust "damage" will knock your rolls down by 1 point til your LP is restored, sex will restore yay much LP depending on actions)
STR: 0
DEX: 2
INT: 2
WIS: -2
CON: 0
CHA: 2

HP: 10+0
LP: 10-2
PP: 10+2

Powers/spells:
Wraithbone puppet: Talanna can use her psychic power to turn 5 units of wraithbone fragments into a psychic puppet to help her combat enemies. 5 PP to activate, 1 PP drained per turn active.
Wraithbone generation: Because of the dark eldar experiments, Talanna can give birth to raw wraithbone constructs with an empty spirit stone in them. Talanna needs to use 10 PP to convert the life gestating inside her womb in order to do so. Each creature birthed can be broken down into 3 wraithbone fragments
Psi-power absorption: Talanna can absorb psionic power from enemies in various forms. Each enemy killed is worth 2 psi points. Talanna can also absorb psi power from enemies through sex, with combat rolls determining total amount absorbed.


Equipment:
Banshee Gladiatrix armor: Talanna has gotten used to fighting with the crude mockery of a howling banshees armor thanks to her time in the Dark Eldar pits. -1 WIS, -1 CON, +2 DEX
Wraithbone glamor helmet: The unique helmet gifted by the rangers is almost invisible, yet allows Talanna to project whatever visage she wishes. +2 CHA
Howling Banshee sword: Its a howling banshee sword. Thats it. +1 STR, +1 DEX

Inventory:
Wraithbone fragments (5 units)

Kinks: Bestiality, impregnation, incest, gangbangs. Children can be broken down into raw wraithbone, or an be kept if they aren't converted. maybe turned into cattle for psionic power to be absorbed by slut eldar looking to power themselves up!


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It's been a rough few weeks since your escape from the Drukhari city of Commoragh in the madness and chaos following the birth of the fated Eldar god of the dead, Ynnead, the tremors of which had shaken especially you to the core owing to both your status as a wraithbone construct, and the mysterious, life bringing fragment of Isha that had bonded to your very soul and even now left you feeling...different at times. Your companions and rescuers, a group of Eldar Rangers and Corsairs, had infiltrated the Dark City to rescue some of their own when they found you, bringing you along for the ride when their farseer sensed your circumstances and believed you would be of great import to them. However, you weren't able to glean too much from the farseer before he was fatally wounded by a burst of monofilament fire from a shredder gun and were forced to leave him behind in the escape. In your travels, you'd encountered a rouge Imperial Psyker who'd escaped the clutches of his masters and his Imperium of Mon'keigh, and using his Emperor's Tarot he told you of a world dangerously close to the Eye of Terror where you may find some wisdom on what the nature of your abilities was, and what could be done with them.

You are now on a ship bound for that planet, treading softly within Imperial space. While the Mon'keigh were stupid and slow creatures in general, the sheer masses of them stationed at the relatively nearby planet of Cadia could pose a threat with as much firepower and the forces at their disposal. This wasn't counting the forces of Chaos that could also be lurking about either, or the ever rampaging Orks.

To make matters more complicated, your Ranger companions have... mixed feelings about you. All of them can sense something otherworldy about you, from your lifelike form for a Wraithbone entity to your bizarre capabilities, and while some view your state as a blessing from the gods, others view you as either a twisted creation of the homunculi or even worse, a product of She-Who-Thirsts simply waiting for it's chance to strike.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby pornomancer » Mon Sep 03, 2018 2:16 am

My very existence is an insult to millennia of Aeldari traditions. The value of practices that kept our people alive through millennia of hardship are blown aside by my abilities, by the violations upon my spirit and body as conducted by the damnable drukhari. Even I myself sometimes wonder if I am a curse upon my people, a poison that will rot away what it means to be Eldar.

Yet at the same time, what value have those traditions been? We existed once as a noble and mighty empire, touched by the Gods and shapers of the very galaxy. And now we are little better than rats scurrying in the darkness, running afraid from She-Who-Thirsts and always trying to minimize loss of eldar life, never striking out and moulding the galaxy to our will. The first spark of hope for the galaxy has been lit by Eldrad and his rogue actions, and my abominable status is because I am directly blessed by Isha herself. Yes, my methods of helping my people do involve me being fucked like a depraved wych from a pleasure cult, but through these methods I am helping our race become more powerful and standing up against the predations of She-Who-Thirsts.

What a pity that the farseer died before he could share with me what he could see. Ever since my true awakening, the moment when Isha sent her power into me (as opposed to my rude awakening as a wraithbone construct to be shaped by the damnable drukhari), I have been fighting these deeply sexual urges, more than what the drukhari had imbued my new body with. Despite my blessings from Isha, I am not in direct communication with her, so her plans for me and the extent of my abilities are limited. I need to know more, and I'm hoping that surprisingly nice albeit strange psyker had pointed me in the right direction.

My companions here are travelling with me at my request, and they are risking their lives for me as a result.I am fortunate that my companions were outcasts from eldar society to begin with, otherwise I'd have been in trouble if an aspect warrior decided to destroy me for deviating so wildly from the normal ways of our people. Standing up from my seat in my cabin, I make my way to the bridge to speak with the captain and figure out how many of my companions are my friends and how I can convince the rest that I am on their side.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby Mashugana » Tue Sep 04, 2018 6:25 am

Your trip is short and simple, the Corsairs and Rangers had made their ship to reflect the idea of a bird of prey, simple, yet swift and nightmarishly deadly, to the point that it bore some resemblance to the design of a Drukhari ship, just with less spikes. The captain was a battle scarred older corsair named Onbaer, the bright red regalia of Saim-Hann and the distinguishing marks of his leadership allowing him to stand out among his peers, if you didn't count the curved cruel looking powersword at his side as being any indication. His face was visibly maimed, with part of the nose and left jaw having been damaged by some long ago battle with Orks, leaving a constant snarl on his face that matched the ferocious, predatory look in his eyes when he was seeking something or in battle.

Onbaer glowered at you as you came onto the bridge and approached him, but then again that wasn't unusual. He didn't really seem too happy to see most people.

"Talanna." he greeted simply, nodding your way. "We're not at Gwynn-Fierdae yet, we've still got another night before we get there." he added on a moment later, believing that might be what you were about to ask him.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby pornomancer » Tue Sep 04, 2018 10:40 am

Ever since my transformation I have discovered a repository of resignation deep within my soul about the traditional practices of my people. The path of the outcast is already troubling and chaotic enough for the Eldar who decide against the rigidity of our paths, yet the lack of clear purpose afforded by the paths means they go to the other extreme, often indulging in terrible actions little better than the forces of Chaos we fight against.

I take solace that my kin do channel their energies against the enemies of our people, no matter the differences they have with the traditionalists of the craftworld eldar.... but these outcasts still do not truly accept me. I am a true aberration in their eyes, a violation of long traditions. Yet I am touched by Isha, and she grants me the special ability to save our people from She-Who-Thirsts. I am cursed with special purpose, and I have to ensure that my new friends will not turn their back on me.

'I am not here for that,' I say, making sure my appearance is in the most neutral form for Onbaer to interact with me. My glamor allows me to pass off as a normal Howling Banshee, but he knows my true nature, and he may be uncomfortable with my glamor. Last thing I want is for him to be uncomfortable with me. 'I still think of your leader who gave his life in rescuing me. I know the crew are still ambivalent about me. Can you tell me what I can do to prove that I am not some drukhari trick, but truly Eldar still despite my body?
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby Mashugana » Thu Sep 06, 2018 6:52 am

Onbaer seemed to chew at his damaged jaw face for a moment, a habit he'd gotten from having to observe enough Mon'keigh as they chewed their foul smelling plants for some form of stress relief. "Well, I'll not pretend that you unnerve many aboard here, that's certain enough, but as for how you could assuage any doubts some of the crew have..." he glanced at the machinery running the ship for a moment, before turning back to you.

"Many of us here are from Saim-Hann, sent to explore some of the Crone Worlds bordering the Eye, naturally enough, we occasionally sent reconnaissance teams down to them to gather information on the planets, what they were like, what we could expect, but a few of us were sent to Gwynn-Fierdae a long time ago, only for us to lose contact with them due to a warp storm engulfing the planet. We never were able to discover what happened to them or retrieve their soulstones if the worst happened."

The captain paused for a moment, letting that sink in. The possibility of several eldar stranded on a Crone World during a warp storm, so close to the Eye of Terror, and when daemons and worshipers of Chaos were likely to strike...

"It may be risky, but if you could find even one and bring it back to us, it'd go a long way towards reassuring the crew as to your intentions."
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby pornomancer » Thu Sep 06, 2018 8:23 pm

When the captain simply tells me of the stranded eldar and my path to redemption, I feel my spirit both sink and sing at the same time. None of the eldar on the ship view me with any great affection, and none seem to be intent on accompanying me down to the planet. I had thought at first that I would be joining a scouting party on the planet itself, but instead the crew seem to be little more than escorts for me, executors of the last command given by their leader.

A small part of me wonders if their actual intention was to slay me where I stood, should I turn out to be a conduit for She-Who-Thirsts, or the Changer Of Ways and his dark deceits. The blessings that Isha has granted me to gift to my race are greeted with suspicion and scorn, not deference and admiration as I had hoped.

Nevermind. The crew may not be keen on my presence, but at least the captain has offered me a lifeline. 'Very well, captain. I will make my way down to the planet myself and find whoever I can. Perhaps then I will finally have proven that I am indeed blessed by our gods, and I am here only to help.'

With that I make my leave, taking my equipment from my cabin before going ot the hangar and taking the fighter I can use to make my way down to the planet.

And the threats hiding within.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby Mashugana » Thu Sep 06, 2018 10:27 pm

The captain called out as you left, but by then you were already on your way out to the hangar. As you got into the fighter, you'd find your caster come to life as the captain's voice came to the fore.

"There's a small camp that we're using for ground operations, and I'm sending a squadron down to assist you soon. If our previous scouts have left any clues or traces of their existence, it will be there. There's also been some activity on the planet as well, we don't know if it's Mon'keigh, Orks or something else however. Over."

Well, turns out you'd be getting some help after all. Still, activity on the planet , or at least enough to make it noteworthy could be troublesome.

The Crone World of Gwynn Feridae was somewhat less lethal than the ones at the center of the Eye of Terror, but that didn't make it a safe place by any means. Even as you entered the cloudy, stormy atmosphere with it's pink and purple lightning crackling around you, you could feel your skin crawl and itch with the presence of warp energy that had become infused into the planet after the Fall. The surface was dotted with the ruins of once great Aeldari cities, and forests full of twisted trees, with branches that looked eerily like hands seemed to reach out towards you as you descended from the heavens, as if they were desperately seeking salvation from the hell they'd been subjected to. You would find the coordinates of this camp were close by, and you found a clearing that you could land in that wasn't too far from the site, a ring of densely clumped together trees surrounding it like the bars of a prison cell.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby pornomancer » Fri Sep 07, 2018 7:43 pm

I purse my lips in silent thanks as the captain gives me some useful information. Perhaps it was my resolve to go onto the planet regardless of his formal support which ultimately drove him to send aid. Perhaps some reinforcements even, thankfully.

Making the landing on the planet was less than pleasant, the taint of chaos sending tingles across my skin. Skin. Is it really my skin? I cannot really say, since the drukhari defiled the sacred wraithbone so much when they created me. The trees resembled clawing hands grasping at my ship, reminiscent of the massive gang rapes the drukhari organized for me in the wych arenas. I shudder slightly at the memory of the nightmare I was subjected to, the helplessness as I was violated by all manner of lustful beasts maddened by drukhari drugs.

My recollections fill me with mixed feelings, feelings of shame and revulsion at how I was fucked mercilessly by all manner of animals and slaves, fertile chaos corrupted cum from hard cocks spurting into my fertile artificial womb, swelling me with tainted life. Yet on occasion, the blessings of Isha would act on me, purging me of any corruption and turning the offspring growing within my womb into purified wraithbone replicas of whatever impregnated me, powered by a single spirit stone.

Perhaps it was those spirit stones and the power it possessed that led the corsairs to make the daring raid into drukhari territory to rescue me, for a great purpose that they will never understand after the passing of the farseer. Were it not for the imperial psyker granting me the vision of Gwynn Feridae, I would have been lost with no purpose, uncertain of why Isha has blessed me or how she was able to in the first place.

Now.... now it is time for answers. I land my fighter in a suitable clearing and immediately jump out to scout for threats, making sure the area is secure before I scout the camp for any useful supplies.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby Mashugana » Tue Sep 11, 2018 7:33 am

(Yeah, in hindsight "skin" may not have quite been the right word to use, but I figured that she has an upper layer of some sort that's somewhat like human or Eldar skin in terms of feel and touch and the like. Correct me if I'm wrong though.)

The first thing you notice is the sound of guttural bird calls, angry and hungry sounding as you walked along before you smelled it, blood and offal. Further up ahead, laying in the grass was a large, reptilian like creature, dead for about a day or so being picked at by deformed, crow like birds with two heads, each individual being about the size of your torso not counting wing span as they fought for the decaying meat, at least until they saw you and suddenly sprang away in a raucous display of caws and almost barks. Judging from the large claw marks and gashes in it's neck and midsection, a predatory beast had killed and fed from this creature not long ago, and you could even see a small blood trail leading eerily towards the camp.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby pornomancer » Wed Sep 12, 2018 7:46 pm

I almost draw my power sword when the two headed avians screech at me, but their escape makes me sheathe my blade. I have no intention of drawing retaliations to me, and two-headed birds remind me of the Lord Of change. She-Who-Thirds is the greatest threat to me and my race, but that does not mean I should ignore the threat that the Changer Of Ways poses.

Now though, I see that the killer of the animal has trailed back to camp. This time I draw my sword and keep it ready, tracking the creature back to camp to see if I can catch it unawares and slay it before it poses a threat to my little safehouse here on the planet.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby Mashugana » Mon Sep 17, 2018 8:21 am

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Rolling for tracking, 15


Taking careful steps so as to avoid alerting your quarry, or anything else that may be nearby for that matter, you continue tracking the beast. It's not particularly difficult, as the creature appeared to be a fairly messy eater if the blood and small scraps of flesh on it are any indication. The thing left some large claw marks on some of the nearby trees, and your nose instinctively crinkles as you smell the acrid scent of urine on the trees and brush as well from when it marked it's territory, frighteningly enough, it's territory appears to be centered around the camp.

You finally track the creature down to a large opening in the ground, under the roots of a massive tree. You can hear a low, deep throated snoring like noise, as well as what sounds like whimpering coming from within.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby pornomancer » Mon Sep 17, 2018 6:01 pm

Latent tracking skills return to me, memories and talents from another life, days or centuries ago. I stalk through this cursed land and am surprised to eventually discover that the creature has claimed an area that seems to include the camp. I dislike having to reactivate my sense of smell in this land, but smell is the best way to track the putrid stenches of chaos and corruption that defiles the land.

Approaching the den of the creature, I frown at the sound of two distinct sounds. I decide to move in slowly, seeing whether it is a single creature or if there are other creatures and beings there I have to identify.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby Mashugana » Sat Sep 22, 2018 6:59 am

Moving deeper into the mouth of the den, you notice two things.

First is the beast itself, looking like a cross between a massive hound and a lion, with a long, whip like tail, a main of scraggly, matted fur with brambles and thorns intertwined, with long, sharp claws jutting from it's cat paws and a canine snout and face, the beast appears to be asleep if it's deep snores and slow breathing is any indication, i'ts scarred torso rising and falling in a smooth, steady rhythm.

Held close to it, however, is an Eldar.

Her hair is dirty blonde, her body is covered in grime and light scratch and nip marks, she appears to be nude, most likely her armor was torn away from her long ago, and your revived sense of smell can easily recognize the scent of sperm, your eyes reflexively glancing down to see her abused slit and the cum coating her inner thighs. She whimpers in pain and exhaustion, wild eyes seemingly bereft of reason as they dart around momentarily, before fixating on you. Suddenly she begins to breathe faster, mouthing pleas for help as the monster stirs next to her.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby pornomancer » Sun Sep 23, 2018 3:15 am

Sex. Cum. Sweat. Breeding. Birth. Pleasure. My brain is assaulted by the heady scent of sperm mixing with the sweet juices of a freshly fucked eldar cunt, and the memory of such pleasure fills my head before I shut my olfactory senses down.

There is an eldar here, one of my kin, and so she must be saved. Every eldar life is more valuable than a thousand mon-keigh, much less a billion lesser creatures. I swear on Isha that this girl will be rescued by me.

Sizing up the situation, I decide that I have no choice but to even the odds against such a terrible creature wrought by the energies of the warp. I summon my limited psychic powers and immediately shape my wraithbone fragments into a small quadraped wraithpuppet, another canine to aid me in battle against this foul beast!
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby Mashugana » Mon Sep 24, 2018 4:17 am

You feel the energies of the Warp envelop you, the familiar yet alien touch of ethereal energy causing your body to feel colder than any frost, hotter than the sun before you feel the construct take form next to you, the tiny fragments growing like a tree's limbs as they formed legs, a torso, a tail and a head, with strong snapping jaws and a lean frame not unlike a wolfhound, which stands proudly at your waist as ghostly mist emanates from it's bone white body! However, you realize that the beast is awakening, snorting as it gets up and turns to face you, opening it's eyes, all three of them judging by the one in the middle of it's forehead, a ghastly silver compared to the dull amber of it's more normal ones as it regards you curiously, sniffing the air in your direction for a moment before growling as it's captive scrambles into the back of the den, not wanting to get in the middle of a fight!

"Watch out for it's bark!" she calls out in a warning, unable to say more before the beast snarls and advances, looks like it's a fight!

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Rolling initiative! Talanna: 16, Wraithbone hound: 6, Warp beast: 14, Talanna moves first!
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Postby pornomancer » Mon Sep 24, 2018 10:40 am

A fight I sought, and a fight I shall get. Drawing my blade, direct my puppet to back me up as I dart forward, closing the distance with the beast. If his bark is his real threat, then I shall put myself in a position close enough for him to rather bite!
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby Mashugana » Wed Sep 26, 2018 9:37 am

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Talanna's attack roll, 15 vs 12! damage, 7, Beast's attack roll, 13 vs 23, miss! Wraithbone hound's attack, 2 vs 5, miss!


Your blade bites deep into the monster's shoulder, causing a gout of dark red blood to come bursting out and coating your hands and weapon, the power field of your sword causing it to smoke off as you wrench your sword away and easily evade the monster's enraged swing in response, your Eldar grace allowing you to almost contemptuously sidestep it, however, your hound seems to trip on a root as it attempts it's own attack, causing it to stumble and miss it's lunge as the monster snarls at you in a mixture of pain and anger, it's captive letting loose a small cheer of delight in seeing her captor wounded!
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby pornomancer » Thu Sep 27, 2018 6:44 pm

I suppress a sigh of frustration as my wraithbone construct stumbles uselessly. The creature is injured, but not dead, and the bite of my blade is certainly stinging but not incapacitating. The cheers of the girl remind me of my times in the wych arenas.... but my time there was not bathed in blood and combat, but instead in sex and breeding, a piece of meat for entertaining the masses of depraved Drukharii.

I shake off my concerns and focus on killing the creature before me. I have to get information, and I don't think this beast has anything of note that he can tell me, given that he is a spawn of chaos. I try to ignore the cum dripping out of the girl and how she must have felt when being bred by this beast..... I have to prove that I am still truly an Eldar, that I am the true servant of our people and not a sleeper agent to spread depravity in our people!

And yet, I wonder.. what if what we considered depravity was instead what Isha needs for our people? Why did she bless me like this? Am I the herald of Ishas will? I do not know.... and I hope I can get answers in this planet.

And to get those answers, I will kill this beast first. No matter how long it takes.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby Mashugana » Mon Oct 01, 2018 6:45 am

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So I'm thinking of redoing LP to something more like willpower or sanity, where certain actions, objects, spells and intoxicating incidents drain your willpower. Otherwise it'd act a lot like the current LP system with stat penalties and the like. What do you think?


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Attack roll, 3vs17, miss! Beast uses Psi-Bark! 15vs2, success against Talanna, 4vs8, failure against wraithbone hound! damage 3! Hound attacks, 6vs11, miss!


Your second swing isn't so lucky, as the beast is now ready for your attack and steps back, allowing your blade to harmlessly pass through the air. Rather than lunge forward, however, the beast takes a deep breath, then opens it's mouth in a loud, thunderous bark.

The effect is near instant and almost takes your breath away, as it feels like you've managed to get hit in the head with a hammer, causing your vision to blur as your spirit recoils from the blow. That wasn't a physical attack, but a sort of blunt force application of psychic power, the monster projecting it's will upon you and trying to bludgeon your psyche into compliance! Thankfully, your hound distracts it before it can do any sort of follow up, snapping it's bone white jaws at the beast's neck and forcing it to dodge away from your construct, a growl of annoyance at the smaller creature emanating from it's throat.
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Re: Whorehammer 40,000 Lays (Pornomancer)

Postby pornomancer » Mon Oct 01, 2018 7:12 am

Isha give me strength! The bark of the psyker energies is tainted with the energies of the warp, energies that threaten to overwhelm me and break me from within!

Part of me is afraid that I am not even my own mind within my body, that I am held together solely by the will of Isha, and that my soul is only barely kept from escaping to Slaneeshes grasp by the most tenuous link of faith to my Goddess. Yet darker fears reside within me, fears that I do not even really possess a soul, that I am only a body that is a product of twisted Drukhari experiments and that I am a vessel for chaos corruption to spill forth in an unceasing tide, like my peers accuse of me.

But when my blade fails to strike true and my strength threatens to fail me, my wraithbone puppet, my servant from Ishas blessing, gives me renewed faith. Ishas power flows through me, love and protection for all Eldar, and that extends to the servants of Ishas chosen, my wraithbone hound! Shaking myself free of the corrupting influence of the beast, I continue to strike at him, stopping only when I finally die.

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sounds good, corruption and lust or whatever are all the same thing to me. make extended combat a disbenefit!

also, i'm thinking that the core tension of Talannas existence is how Isha combats the Drukhari influence, and how much Talanna gives in to depravity. given that Isha is a fertility goddess as well, Isha might also be open to turning some of her own depraved actions into 'good' ones too. just saying...'
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