#warpspace

[adeptvsastartes]

From the depths of the Warp came a cry-- it reverberated across the Immaterium, breaking free from the farthest depths where not even the Chaos Gods could reach-- that rattled the minds of psykers. Astropaths, diviners, it did not matter. The only thing that could be heard from their mouths was one single name: the Anathema.

His earthen-toned hands grabbed at brimstone, he pulled himself through the murky nothingness and into the realms of the Four Gods-- through the Land of the Plague Lord and his Garden, through the Realm of the Sorcerers and the horrid Labyrinth, through the Dark Prince's Realm, and through the Blood God's Domain... And then, with what strength He had, knowing He would not survive the depths of realspace without His power armor, He opened a portal instead of going through the Eye of Terror.

The Compassion shard's broken body tumbled through the portal as it quickly shut behind Him. Dim yellow eyes scanned blankly at His surroundings where He managed to stand... though, He wobbled.

And then, He crumpled, dropping to His knees and falling face-first against the ground.

The Emperor was unrecognizable-- here, He did not look like a divine entity, but a broken (and unnaturally tall) man, covered in gashes and scratches, in dirt and soot and ash-- by all accounts, He looked like a mutant.

Wherever He was, this was not Holy Terra like He intended, nor was it anywhere He recognized. He could swear He heard footsteps, yet... He was slipping into unconsciousness. May the universe help whoever it was that approached the weakened God-Emperor, because they most likely DID NOT know what they were getting into...

[dxrktidings]

What era are you gonna do? 30k? 40? Or will it be ask dependent

((It will depend on the muse and the ask. Ozura (Darktide OC) is strictly 40k unless some of the weird psyker shenanigans Ken and I have done make a comeback. Bobby G, Sangy, and Ship will be anywhere from before they meet Emps to present day 40K (Sanguinius having been revived in some way). Atlas will also depend on if it's pre-throne or post Ayhan (Ken's Emps) getting him off the throne.))

[zero-witch]

Sometimes I see who I'm mutuals with and start blushing because they're all so coooolll!! You're telling me this person likes my silly posts?! 😳 Whoa

[adeptvsastartes]

Calgar lifted one of the giant Gauntlets of Ultramar to his head as if in bewilderment, trying to figure out an answer to it all. " I--... hmh. "

" Perhaps so, but to be popular amongst the xenos? That is certainly new. These mech-xenos-- could you perhaps look into them for me, little adept? This one was large, it looked like its chassis was the frame for a submarine, and it had an odd logo on it in black... Reminiscent of a face. Bipedal, like humans, yet entirely made of metal. But they are not like the Priesthood's God-Engines. "

Incoming transmission [@adeptvsastartes] —

" Adept. " Came Calgar's voice, full of concern as he stepped into the study. " Why are their miniature figures of myself. There was a giant mech-xeno that had one. "

Quintus touched a finger over the word he paused at in his reading, trying to catch the rest of what Calgar had said to him.

" Krr— Excuse me? " The hood obscures the confusion. " Per - haps you are... Popular among the crowd. "

[adeptvsastartes]

AND THEY SHALL KNOW NO FEAR.

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[dxrktidings]

Darius is going to go to that meeting and insult Guilliman like thirty times, threaten him four times, and Eklius will scare the shit out of everyone.

Or he just makes snide comments in various languages that no one else speaks.

50/50 chance really.

((Then why even meet with him in the first place??? Insults and threats against the Lord-Regent of the Imperium would not be taken lightly???? I'm genuinely so confused by this???))

[adeptvsastartes]

@cyberlifeceo continued from here.

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Oh! The Elijah Kamski? He certainly remembered his work now! CyberLife-- that was all over the news in the science scene. A young graduate, certainly a prodigy! While Ayhan couldn't remember a thing of his knowledge through perhaps millions of years, what he DID remember was this: to see Mankind advance so much was something so... so wonderful to him.

Right when Kamski began to speak about what he was working on, the interest was written all over Ayhan's face. His eyes glimmered in excitement, the corners of his mouth twitching like he was about to smile as brightly as ever, but only held back in order to keep some form of professionalism in case anyone else was in the labs. However, it was obvious that he was overjoyed to hear more. Making his way over, he cocked his head a little...

... Hit a snag? The scientist hummed.

" Sometimes you cannot always perceive it as coding. From what I know, coding is rigid-- one small mistake and it could lead to all sorts of nasty bugs. However, I suppose that could make it similar to the brain... The smallest of changes cause the greatest effects. If you may be hoping for this artificial intelligence to be more human... "

" Think of it in the same way as a person-- not all of them will be the same. They will have their own viewpoints, their own lives, their own feelings. They would all be unique. What would it be that drives them? What would it be they'd wish to learn? HOW do they learn?... Certainly a complicated affair, but humans themselves are complicated. Ah... here. "

Murmuring a bit to himself in what sounded like Turkish, Ayhan carefully pulled out what looked to be a few books being held in his arms, placing them down. They were about the anatomy of the brain, of how the brain gets its signals and how it is that it learned. He tapped on the cover.

" This has been helping me for some time! I hope it can for you, as well. "

[dxrktidings]

((I may have already overwhelmed myself so I'm probably getting off for the night))

[adeptvsastartes]

// me picking up warhammer moots left and right like

[dxrktidings]

((I might actually see about getting different banners for these guys for asks...))

[cursed-40k-thoughts]

For the same reason that a null doesn’t feed into the warp when they experience emotions; they lack a “soul”, or psychic presence in warpspace, so there’s nowhere for the emotions to go, so to speak.

[adeptvsastartes]

At Gadriel's smile growing-- so did Titus's own. He honestly couldn't remember the last time he was so happy, either. The last time he ever was must've been a bit before Graia...

" I hadn't told our Chapter Master yet. If... I-I could be truthful, I rushed to tell you and Chairon first. " He replied, starting to gesture more with his hands in the process. " While I've a feeling Lord Guilliman may make a report, I'll make sure to tell Lord Calgar-- just in case. Updates would be good! I want to make sure you both are still alright while I'm gone. Make sure to take care of yourselves, both of you, okay? "

             Seeing how excited Titus was made Gadriel smile a little more at the corners of his lips. He couldn’t remember the last time he saw the Lieutenant this happy before...

             “I wouldn’t mind it at all,” the sergeant reassured in a calm tone, for once, talking to the same level with Titus. “I could give you updates if you wish, though, I’m sure things will be fine while you’re gone. Have you told our Chapter Master about it?”

[amogii]

A trope i wish was used more in SciFi is a "warp backlash" where a particularly large mass exits hyperspace or warpspace or FTL and it causes a massive echo of energy that can shut down electronics. Like a sonic boom emp but in space. So when a big ship or space station enters a fight it suddenly shuts everything down for a few seconds. Could really fuck with things

[adeptvsastartes]

// hey all! sorry for being quiet! just haven't had much energy for tumblr, ill admit, but ill make sure to be active again soon!

// if you'd like to talk more, feel free to ask for my discord in IMs! however, PLEASE know ill be very slow on discord! :')

// have a good one, all <3

[pilebunkers]

rubicon (the star system) is located at the very edge of the solar neighbourhood, hence "frontier system." that puts it roughly 30ly away from sol. i really, really love c as the speed limit of the universe but also love interstellar travel being possible so i see armored core humanity as having figured out a technology like warp gates that let you fold distances between two connected points, with transit between always taking exactly 22 hours no matter how far (or close) the gates are in realspace.

like 40k and endless skies, warpspace (maybe they call it the strangereal or something as a fun nod to ace combat since im still on that kick) makes you go a little crazy if you spend too long in it, and sometimes hideous, inexplicable accidents occur. event horizon shit. 40k chaos god shit. but having the entire galaxy 22 hours away is too valuable to pass up.

cosmic horror aside, i also like them because in order to utilize the gates, you have to build them first. the xylem really did travel 30+ years through realspace to land on rubicon III (i think the rubiconians have their own name for the planet, but i haven't thought on it too much) and build both their cities and the gate to facilitate travel.

that means when the fires happened, the gate was destroyed. all communications, cargo, and commuters abruptly stopped. after a year of no contact, the corps grew concerned about their precious coral and sent a rescue fleet on a 30 year journey to figure out what the fuck was up. this would become the pca. their first priority was investigating and containing what happened to rubicon; once under control, they were to reopen the gate. so it took something like 30-35 years for anyone outside rubicon to learn what even happened.

[adeptvsastartes]

Oh, a part of Titus wished he could understand. He really was trying, but this? This was all so normal to him. It was normal to be taken in as a child, indoctrinated, to go through an almost Spartan-like training regimen as a young aspirant, a child, before becoming a neophyte. It was normal to be implanted with organs and to have your body struggle to accept them or possibly die if your body did not take to them. It was normal to be ripped open from head to toe, to be augmented beyond recognition, to be made into something you did not recognize.

And it was normal to forget what it was like to be human, what it was like to have a family. While it certainly would have been remembered by many other Astartes, there were some who did not remember much. Titus could not even remember his mother's face, nor what his life was like as a child save for the barest of details. All he knew was that he felt pain, rage. Hatred, as a child. Nothing more.

Rumors were expected, though. There were many about Titus, especially after how he destroyed the power source. Some said he surely should've died-- did he actually die? Titus didn't know-- and some acknowledged he was the very same Titus that killed Warboss Grimskull and thwarted Nemeroth's plans. Some pointed out the gap in his records, of his time with the Inquisition. Many of his scars, if they were not from the Rubicon Primaris or his recent battles, were from the Inquisition and Graia.

Slowly, Demetrian moved his other hand to take one of her own, still trying so hard to understand, until she spoke about the Scholastica Psykana. In that moment a part of his expression changed-- pain in those blue eyes, a moment of realization. Was that why? And yet, Titus spoke with so much misunderstanding still-- no, perhaps it wasn't that. He understood in theory, yes. He knew that she spoke in a way where they both were products of the Imperium, of such immense pain and sorrow, that for ages neither of them had known compassion yet gave it to others. Yet the Lieutenant spoke of such horrible things as if it were so... normal. It was so normalized. All of this. All of it was.

" Astartes are meant to go through this pain. So then others do not have to. " His voice was a murmur, as if it were a slow realization of just how much pain he did go through-- yet he tried so hard to push it down, to not think about it. If he realized it, then it would shake Titus's entire world. He was a man of unbreakable will, a will that not even the strongest heretical sorcerers or perhaps even Chaos could somehow break down, but not a man without emotion or thought of his own. If he thought about what the Inquisition had done to him, how that affected him so deeply, it might very well just crush the Lieutenant. " ... I... wish... you did not have to go through such pain. "

His words sounded stilted and yet there was clearly well-meaning behind them. He didn't know what to say, how to say them, but the thought was there. He felt horrible that she had to suffer such sleepless nights, even if they did not know one another well, it tugged at his hearts. Although impossible, he wished he could somehow take that pain upon himself, take it all away.

He got a nod as a response, but she seemed just as confused at his confusion. The carelessness and coldness of people around her seemed to distress her, as if she were the only one who saw that something deeply wrong was happening. Something deeply wrong had been happening for centuries. Indoctrination was beyond psykers; they saw none of this as great. It's why depression was so common, depression and insanity.

That was the cost of being so separated from such a widespread belief.

"Don't... Don't you... You don't see, you don't understand. How do you not understand?" She muttered to herself. "You're the one who went through all of the pain... Your poor, beautiful hands..." It's like she could see through them, look at him, and get an impression of every scar. Though she must've heard rumours, word travels on a fortress-monastery.

"... Not a night goes by when I don't think about all that happened to me at the Scholastica Psykana... I don't sleep, I can't sleep... I know that it had to happen, but..." Soul-binding was a brutal process, one that left her as scarred and augmented as he was. Something beyond human. "We were only so small when... And since then..."

"This last minute is all the compassion I've ever been shown. You've done so much, for so many... and all you've known is pain."