Warhammer 40,000 RPG “Mystery of Commorragh”

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**blood reaper**

"You are high spirited arnt you!"

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

"It helps in situations such as these. Not that you would know."

**blood reaper**

X'tasir smiles
"You could acomplesh great things with the powers of Chaos Atlas , many great things."
"Like being your slave?"
X'tasir grabs Atlas's right arm and snaps it

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

"Argh!!!!!," I roar in pain, before looking up at X'tasir with hate in my eyes. "You can cause me as much pain as you like, for I will never give in. Maybe I am stronger than my brother."

**blood reaper**

I think we should wait for Mordoskul to return

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

K

**Mordoskul**

"I doubt that, little Druchii..."
Plunging a psychic probe deep into Atlas' mind, X'tasir begins to slowly undo his mind, bit by bit.
"Only the power of Chaos can save you now..."

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

With all my willpower, which has grown amazingly strong over the years, I fight it, not allowing myself to turn to Chaos.

**blood reaper**

Atlas screems in utter pain as his mind is undone , untill the pain is stoped as X'tasir is alerted by a Chaos Sorcerer.
"Sir Necrons have been spoted on Henou II. Our scouts report Monoliths and Warriors have already wreaked havoc on the native Orks. My deepist.."
X'tasir grabs the Sorcerer and slams him into the ground
"Have a force make their way their and crush them!"

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

"See?" I say, my words taking great effort to say. "The Star Serpent... is strong... he will destroy your forces... and eventually... YOU!"

**blood reaper**

uh shas , how did Atlas know of the star serpent ?

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

(Oh

sorry, I thought it was Warhammer 40k RPG, and that I was Kais an' all. I'll do it again)

"Ha... you are angry... now ar'nt you. You would... hate to miss this. For once... the Necrons are... doing me a favour..."

**blood reaper**

X'tasir grabs Atlas's head and twists it
"Enjoy fool!"

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

(Am I dead?)

**blood reaper**

No but just in pain. I think we should wait untill mordo returns for both this and the Warhammmer 40,000 RPG.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

(KK)

**Mordoskul**

"Tzeentch curse that Thrice-Damned Worm!"
Looking down at the prone form of Atlas, a cruel smile twitches at the corners of X'tasir's mouth.
"No, I shall not kill you, at least, not yet. You shall serve Chaos in another way for now. Atticus! Prepare the laboratory!"
(I'll be taking over as Atticus, the Ultramarines Librarian for this RP, X'tasir's focus will be in the first RP.)

**blood reaper**

Plot twist!
Atlas is draged by Chaos Space Marine Apothecarys and Haemonculi to a dark twisted laboratory. He is tied to a operating table which is surrounded by nine orbs made of Blue fire , while a machine with many arms and tools hangs over head.

**Mordoskul**

The war-scarred visage of a pale-faced man peers down at Atlas, his force staff crackling with Warp lightning.
"Ah, you awake. Lord X'tasir has instructed me to 'improve' you, he gave no fixed result, so I may experiment to my heart's desire."
He waves for a warped servitor implanted with various tubes and vile machinery to step forth, wires snaking from it's eyes and mouth. It inserts a pale blue fluid into his veins, causing Atlas to cry out as it filled him with an agony since unknown to him.
"The Solution of Kham will allow us to work more efficiently. Now, where should we begin? This has never been done to a Druchii before, hmm, even our human subjects only lived for hours after the procedure. Well, I'm optimistic. Neimel! Prepare the Apparatus of Noth!"
Time passes at a dark crawl, how long Atlas lie on that table, he never knew. The pain, the pain! The ceaseless burning in his veins, as if his blood had suddenly boiled. The pain would be interrupted by the Librarian, who would poke about in his innards, before having a scrivener servitor take notes. Finally, Atlas fell into what he believed to be death. He awakened in a shell of hellforged iron and warped wraithbone, a horrible machine that held him in limbo between life and death. Wires and tubes trailed from his eyes and mouth, connecting him to the horrid contraption. The Apparatus of Noth lies bound to his spine, leaving Atlas in constant pain, fueling a a molten rage waiting to be unleashed.
"Look upon the work of your master, and rejoice..."

**blood reaper**

Atlas and the other vile machines are loaded in to a massive crusier before being taken to a Wytch Cult arena. He is deployed into a ice like arena , were crystel spires tower over the main arena.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

(WTF am I being turned to Chaos?)

"What is this!!?"

**blood reaper**

Shas
While unable to feel his real fleash , Atlas is now able to use the Mechanical body gifted to him. He is soon forced to the fight the other "things".

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

"Fear me!

I unleash a flurry of attacks against my opponents, each one stronger than the last.

**blood reaper**

Shas grabs the head of one of the machines and twists it before impailing it. The Haemonculi appers again forcing the remaining Machines to stop.

**Mordoskul**

The voice of the Librarian cuts through the air;
"Children cease your bickering! Those of you still standing have proved your worth, now go forth, and bring me Vect!"
At first refusing to obey, the Apparatus of Noth rebukes Atlas, moving him like a puppet, and stabbing his nerve endings with cruel barbs.

**blood reaper**

The Machines stalk the under paths off Comoragh , each silent and unaware of the arsing danger.

**blood reaper**

Somthing sturs in the under lairs of Commoragh , its razor sharp teeth and giant talons slash through those how apose it. ATyrant watches the Machines as they begin their decent into Vox Populi , a ancient Haemonculi lab that has become home to the main Tyranid force.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

I think it myself,

"No! What are they doing to me? I must... resist!"

I speak,

"Where are we to go?"

**blood reaper**

"What is this? how can you resit the pain? incress pain levels by 30 percent!"

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

"Argh! Grr! You will not control me!!!"