I'll need more votes before the story can continue! Come on and join the chaotic quest for power and riches! Will Deran get to see the young cultist join Nurgle's flock and spread his gifts across the planet? Will Bjorn get to see the cultist kill everyone is a fit of rage and destruction to please khorne? Will Marculario see the cultist do a load of slaanesh stuff for the heck of it? or someone can vote for Tzeentch because...........Trickery *forever alone* Only you can decide, so don't be shy and join in the heresy! Let the galaxy burn!
B-But... Slaaneshi things... *Goes to a table, and starts doing Slaaneshi things to female cultists. They are having loads of fun*
Okay well we got 2 votes for Nurgle, one for Slannesh, one for Khorne, zero for Tzeentch! I'll wait another few minutes before i continue the story if there are any late voters who want to join in on the fun! I'll try to keep the story as interesting as possible, so you guys don't feel bored to death with this game. I'll also try to give you guys more choices as the story progress. But you guys can voice your opinions whenever you want. Cheers!
You have voted for B You step slowly away from the guard with a smirk, who knows not the consequences of his arrogant action. You blend into the crowd again and begin to hear a throbbing like voice whisper into your head. The voice sounds ancient, yet very calm and embracing. You listen with anticipation for what comes next, as you feel your skin begin to peel away and stink of foul odor beneath your cloak. Voice: "Embrace Nurgle's rot my child. Do not let yourself linger on this world anymore than you need to. Let his blessing feast upon their flesh and rip this world anew, so that all may know the greatest of our father's gifts......Death!" With that message in the your mind, you unleash a vile, putrid,disgusting breath of decay and disease over the entire crowd, passing straight through the barricade itself! Soon people are coughing and crying in pain, as panic and disorder breaks out. None will survive. Everyone is dead and turned into plague zombies, including the guard himself within seconds. By the time you walk back to your bike, You notice that it's color has turned to a Putrid Green, with a Rusty Iron trim to go with it. Your chainsword has been morphed into a blessed plague sword filled with rot and rust, while your pistol has morphed into a miniature version of a bile spewer, full of disease and death. The zombies tear down the gate and charge into the battlefield, you turn on the engine and speed past your minions. You realize suddenly that the battlefield has become more intense than you imagined as you notice several imperial marauder bombers bombing overhead and Mars pattern sentinels firing away at the bandits with their Multi-lasers. Even though the bandits are practically heading long into the fray with everything they got, caring not for their own safety. Your minions protect you as you begin to spread the rot of nurgle to the battlefield. You stab some PDF with your sword, spray a bandit in the face with your spewer, and blow up a sentinel with a blight grenade. You drive the rest of the way over the bones of fallen enemies and blow the entrance of the spaceport with another grenade, as your zombies continue fighting on for Nurgle. You get off your bike and kill some more cowering PDF troops with your spewer. Unfortunately one manages to blow up your bike with a rocket launcher, so you hike the rest of the way toward a hangar. You then come face to face with what appears to be a Inquisitorial stormtrooper guarding a Stormraven Gunship belonging to the Gray Knights..... How do you proceed? A.) Face him in hand to hand combat? B.) Plague zombies! C.) look for an unguarded ship and leave? D.) Hijack a sentinel and smash him!
Ohh god damn it, I guess we are going to escape. *Sighs* And I hoped that we would have some dead piling...
