Cheesecake
Savant
- Joined
- Oct 7, 2015
- Messages
- 137
This is it. Your pathetic existence is at an end, and just like your mother said it would go: quickly, early and painfully. The pirates came out of nowhere, jumping into the system in a blink of an eye. The merchant vessel you were on stood no chance.
Now, at Death's door, you come to fully hate yourself. How you've wasted your life on chems and gambling, though you were always lucky with that, fortunately for you. Now it seems your luck has run out, and you'll be lucky if the Emperor doesn't destroy your soul for your hedonism.
You're lucky, alright.
Crap, the voices are at it again. It's not fair; all the crazy and none of the high. Wait a minute, you didn't take any chems....
How unfortunate. Such a painful way to die.
Yeah. Just one more pill for the road, and you'll be ready.
I can give you more than a pill. We can make you more than ready.
Well, half your body is eviscerated, the other half slowly catching fire, and everywhere around you the voidcraft is slowly imploding. What could you lose?
Everything.
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Tell us your name...
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Disgraceful son, or shameful daughter?
M/F
We can give make your soul scream in ecstasy! (You have 4 points, pick any combination of 'gifts'.)
-Hardened skin (1 point) Never again know pain.
-Steel claws (1 point) Embrace what you are, animal.
-Serpentine tongue (1 point) Silver tongue, rusty dagger. Honeyed words, rotten heart.
-Witch eyes (1 point) Don't bother closing your eyes. Your daemons will never go away.
-Plaguehome (2 points) Live as one with your brothers and sisters, child of the Plaguefather.
-Beast-host (2 points) Primal blood runs through your veins, but it is not your own.
-Perfection (2 points) Have but a fraction of my beauty.
-Evershifter (2 points) Who doesn't like playing pretend?
-Artisan of Pus and Pox (3 points) Truly the prodigal child of Papa Nurgle!
-Flesh of Iron, Blood of Fire (3 points) Hatred is your bread, blood will be your wine. Murder will be our communion.
-Dominator (3 points) They all will love you, as you love me....
-Daemonkin (3 points) I will teach you a thousand names, and you will know them as your own.
-The Immortal (4 points) Death will be a foreign language to you, my child....
-The Destroyer (4 points) Let the galaxy burn, my champion....
-The Flawless (4 points) You will be the envy of everything, my image....
-The Seer (4 points) Play the Game for me, my pawn....
Will you give yourself truly to Chaos? (Roll for an extra, free 'gift'. There is a slim chance it will be good item, a small chance of an average mutation, and a large chance of a detrimental deformity.)
And now, bask in your new form! (Briefly describe your previous appearance, prior to your death.)
(I'll gather votes separately, taking them individually for each section, ie. name, gender, mutations, and the extra gift to create a combined character. The appearance I'll choose from my own choice, unless many people vote for one specifically.)
Now, at Death's door, you come to fully hate yourself. How you've wasted your life on chems and gambling, though you were always lucky with that, fortunately for you. Now it seems your luck has run out, and you'll be lucky if the Emperor doesn't destroy your soul for your hedonism.
You're lucky, alright.
Crap, the voices are at it again. It's not fair; all the crazy and none of the high. Wait a minute, you didn't take any chems....
How unfortunate. Such a painful way to die.
Yeah. Just one more pill for the road, and you'll be ready.
I can give you more than a pill. We can make you more than ready.
Well, half your body is eviscerated, the other half slowly catching fire, and everywhere around you the voidcraft is slowly imploding. What could you lose?
Everything.
----
Tell us your name...
___
Disgraceful son, or shameful daughter?
M/F
We can give make your soul scream in ecstasy! (You have 4 points, pick any combination of 'gifts'.)
-Hardened skin (1 point) Never again know pain.
-Steel claws (1 point) Embrace what you are, animal.
-Serpentine tongue (1 point) Silver tongue, rusty dagger. Honeyed words, rotten heart.
-Witch eyes (1 point) Don't bother closing your eyes. Your daemons will never go away.
-Plaguehome (2 points) Live as one with your brothers and sisters, child of the Plaguefather.
-Beast-host (2 points) Primal blood runs through your veins, but it is not your own.
-Perfection (2 points) Have but a fraction of my beauty.
-Evershifter (2 points) Who doesn't like playing pretend?
-Artisan of Pus and Pox (3 points) Truly the prodigal child of Papa Nurgle!
-Flesh of Iron, Blood of Fire (3 points) Hatred is your bread, blood will be your wine. Murder will be our communion.
-Dominator (3 points) They all will love you, as you love me....
-Daemonkin (3 points) I will teach you a thousand names, and you will know them as your own.
-The Immortal (4 points) Death will be a foreign language to you, my child....
-The Destroyer (4 points) Let the galaxy burn, my champion....
-The Flawless (4 points) You will be the envy of everything, my image....
-The Seer (4 points) Play the Game for me, my pawn....
Will you give yourself truly to Chaos? (Roll for an extra, free 'gift'. There is a slim chance it will be good item, a small chance of an average mutation, and a large chance of a detrimental deformity.)
And now, bask in your new form! (Briefly describe your previous appearance, prior to your death.)
(I'll gather votes separately, taking them individually for each section, ie. name, gender, mutations, and the extra gift to create a combined character. The appearance I'll choose from my own choice, unless many people vote for one specifically.)