Death from the Warp

[kingfisher773]

This is a RPG where you can use daemons of the warhammer 40k universe to concur the unbelievers or the ones not Weaver of chaos
(Set out)
Name:
Rank: ( there may only be 2 Greater daemons for each chaos faction, 4 heralds, 3 soul grinders and the rest are unlimited)
Chaos Faction: (slaansh, nurgle, khorne or tzeentch)
Gear:
Traits and abilities:

You start of in the warp then move toward the galaxy

[vagabond6]

keeper of secrets. no time to ake a bio now.

[kamikazewatermelon]

Is this dead?

If not:

Name: Skullfire the Warped (suitably unpronouncable Daemonic True Name: En'nfoliissdelleeil)
Rank: Lord of Change
Chaos faction: Tzeentch, what do you think?
Gear: Skeleton Horde Chaos Sword (all those it kills are reanimated as skeletions, serving the bearer for 24 hours before crumbling to dust), Rod of Tzeentch (stuns those it touches).
Traits and abilities: 9 pink horrors and 9 flamers, 3 pact-allies (9 out of 10 Greater Daemons have one to three pact-allies, which can send their servants or appear in person):
Keeper of secrets with six daemonettes on slaanesh mounts and six fiends.
Keeper of secrets (as above, no mounts)
Lord of change with nine horrors and nine flamers
Spells/psychic/daemonic powers:--Gift of Tzeentch, Dispel Lesser Daemon, Clone Image, Zone of Sanctuary, Resist Fire, Vanish, Dispel Daemonic Horde, Dispel Greater Daemon, Grand Illusion.

Yes I have Realm of Chaos.

So yes, that was all determined randomly.

[vagabond6]

the thread isn't dead yet, it can still bite ya.
KW, I don't think you are allowed all those followers. we're not playing realm of chaos now.

meanwhile, ka-character creation!

changed my mind, doing a GUO.

Name: Bloatgut poxlord (iisstl'abldhq'duyyshirar'idadu)
Rank: Great unclean one
Chaos faction: the festering boils are a clue... yes that's right, nurgle
gear: flail ending in a large spiked censer that spews forth disease ridden clouds of gas. huge book bound in perpetually rotting flesh full of spells and recipes for plague and decay. Two warp spawned creatures somewhat like excessively bloated blight drones that carry him aloft.
appearance (why not?): a mass of diseased flesh with a bloated stomach. however in many places this is burnt away and blackened, thinly stretched across charred and twisted bones. his bloated gut hangs from a near skeletal chest. his head is half skin and muscle inhabited by virulent viruses and half burnt and broken. He has large thin hands with gnarled black fingers. His eyes were destroyed, now replaced with a large "seeing crystal" gifted to him by a lord of change (unusual since tzeentch and nurgle are enemies - my reasoning, it's a trap). His mouth runs nearly vertically down to his chest and is full of chunky tusks and needle-like fangs. it is a chasm of darkness when looked into and if you do it is likely to be the last sight you ever see. Inside is a tongue that has a spiked and crusted scab at it's tip, this used to resemble a huge undead snake but was sliced in half by a space marine. His legs are short and are the same mix of wasting away and bloated and corpulent at the same time. He is carried through the skies by two oversized and bloated blight drones. They seem like large flies with a puffed up sac of toxic gas that also helps them float, and rusting cybernetic eyes and wings replaced with directional propellers.
bio/traits/abilities: once a jovial great unclean one with an excessively prodigious gut, covered in all manner of diseases corrupting his mottled greenish skin, the poxlord was not greatly adept at the magic of his God and preferred the visceral destruction of getting stuck into a numberless horde of enemies. of course he spread disease far and wide, but got glee out of smashing through a combat with his spiked flail. he became powerful and amassed a huge entourage of plague bearers, beasts, plague hulks and whole oceans of nurglings. He had seven heralds who guarded him in battle and helped him to concoct diseases. Things were going well, he had conquered worlds and turned populations into frenzied cultists or plague zombies. Then things changed. The 5th brotherhood chapel of the Grey apostles chapter of adeptus astartes was given the task of destroying him at all costs. paladin-captain Matar lead his brothers bravely to the world that Bloatgut was currently in the process of corrupting. The marines descended on the world in drop pods to strike at the heart of the war that already raged down below. large amounst of plague ridden blood was shed and many daemons destroyed and sent back to the realm of chaos. but soon the fighting evened out as Bloatgut took notice of the new adversary and decided to fight back properly. next the warfare went in the daemons favour and then eventually evened out to a stalemate. Matar had made sure his marines were protected against the contagion spreading nightmares. His brotherhood chapel had been fighting against nurgle and his followers for a long time and had already killed a great unclean one by himself and others with the help of the rest of the company. he reasoned that this would be no different. how wrong could he be.... The fateful battle that took place in the centre of the daemon's chosen capital of chaos for that planet would be a big event for both the space marines of the 5th grey apostles and for bloatgut. To start with the nurgle spawn were on the defensive, besieged from all angles. Eventually they managed to spread outwards and fend off some of the attacking force. This was all long and arduous and finally Matar and the great unclean one met. They fought, some would say duelled, each other at length and were equal opponents it seemed. But then Matar gained the upper hand, slicing at the face of the beast. Bloatgut roared and screamed but pulled himself together and lashed out with his rotting snake like tongue, slashing at Matar. He was not killed by this and leaped up onto Bloatgut's bulk and sliced the tongue in half. Blood filled with toxins and disease flooded from it and the other half writhed about on the ground. Bloatgut was in shock and struck out against the marine but nothing could stop him. he ran up the daemon's body and hacked out the bloodshot, sagging eyes while it was weakened. almost vanquished but not utterly, bloatgut made one last ditch attempt to kill Matar. when the marine slipped, the daemon grabbed him tightly in a thick fleshy fist. He then poured the destructive fluid flowing from his tongue over Matar's head. His armour burned and his body began to rot. Bloatgut laughed at this and imitated Matar's dying screams. But then something odd happened, Matar stared to chuckle hoarsely through a mouthful of blood and phlegm. This made bloatgut give him a quizzical look. Matar gave two last words "look up". and he did. It was at this moment that the malleus deathwatch thunderhawks flew overhead and unleashed their new prototype sanctity missiles. These had both the chemicals to destroy the physical disease and were also covered in various anti-daemon wards. These destroyed most of Bloatgut's army and three hit him. he was almost completely killed and banished to the warp but somehow managed to cling on to the material universe. from the cloud of chemicals he rose hours later. transformed into his current form. He was now bitter and weak. shrivelled and nearly destroyed he gathered what was left of his followers. Some managed to escape via teleport stations set up by the marines, but many did not and were killed by the imperial forces. Bloatgut was flung across the galaxy with only a few plaguebearers, two blight drones and his seven heralds left. after his physical strength was diminished he was reduced to delving into the art of plague magic. He grew in power quickly and compiled a flesh bound tome of this arcane knowledge. He eventually regained enough power to rejuvenate himself to how he had been but didn't bother, finding his new form invoked more fear into mortals and reminded him not to get too cocky about his own ability. He attached the two blight drones to his sagging shoulders and pumped them full of noxious gas. These would make him float through the air above his growing new group of minions. Soon enough he became suspicious of his beloved herald underlings and decided that they would probably try to overthrow him. he reasoned that if he killed them all, he would be safe. He sapped their spirit/essence and kept their heads as trophies about his waist. He had become bitter and more powerful than before. now he has decided to unleash a new army under his command upon the galaxy. He has corrupted whole systems but has recently come into contact with a lord of change 'Skullfire the Warped' who has gifted him with a "seeing stone" in place of eyes (which he had used spells to replace their function) in return for helping him defeat a particularly strong imperial guard regiment defending the world of Glanthana. bloatgut, now 'the poxlord' accepted cautiously. only time will tell how it unfolds... he is uncharacteristically bitter, spiteful and scheming for a Great unclean one but occasionally has bouts of mirthful laughter at the misfortune of others or just the general idea of human society decaying and collapsing. He is a powerful magic user and disease spreader, and still occasionally uses his flail. He can fire blasts of corrupt energy from his wizened fingers that rot and defile anything they come into contact with.

also, inb4tl;dr, read it. now!

[Father Nurgle]

Name: Gaurnael
Rank: Keeper of Secrets
Chaos Faction: Slaaneshi
Gear: 2 crab like claws below his other arms, which hold onto a 2 handed Blissgiver
Traits and abilities: He is naturally fast and has been gifted by Slannesh himself with doubled speed, he emits many fumes which dazzle the mind and body with sensuous pricks. He is so enticing in battle sometimes that opponents could only stare in awe over Gaurnael. His claws are diamond hard and can tear a leman russ like butter, his blissgiver can sometimes fell even the hardiest of commanders with just one scratch by sending them into an ecstatic coma.
Appearance: Gaurnael his a massive 20 foot tall keeper of secrets, 4 arms in all 2 claws and 2 regular hands. He is a gleaming white with pink lined joints, his head has 4 horns on it, 2 pointing down and 2 pointing up. He has a long tongue that can wrap around an opponent in some situations. He is adorned with many golden jewelery gifted to him by the prince of pleasure. His voice soothes the body and his movements soothe the soul. He has the brightest blue eyes and perfectly oiled all the way around. he wears nothing on his body and lets his bare chest gleam where ever.

[vagabond6]

Great! 3 people. Maybe need a couple more though.

I am going away for 6 days, I will not be able to post, don't start without me

[kamikazewatermelon]

So, can I have those followers then kingfisher? I am fine either way.

[vagabond6]

If you can have them, I'll say what the poxlord has

[vagabond6]

makes me sad this never got anywhere

[Esiphas]

I'll join up if the others come back.

Name: Kzeth
Rank: Herald
Chaos Faction: it has to be tzeentch for me
Gear: Flaming tentacles, a disc of tzeentch
Traits and abilities: Warpfire, breath of chaos, bolt of change.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Name: Ka'den
Rank:Greater Daemon
Chaos Faction: Khorne
Gear: Mark of Khorne, Wings, Daemon of Khorne Armor, and Blood Gods Blessed Sword
Traits and Abilities: Summon lesser daemons, Blood Gods Blessing, Coup de Grace
Bio: Born to a chaos lord he was sacrificed to Khorne and has grown into the ranks and now is ready to serve the blood god to his fullest...(More to come I like to develoop my characters as we go)

[Silence]

Guys, please don't Necrobump. If you want to bring it back, start a new thread. I might sign up if you do that. Smell cha later!