Lelith Hes

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Иногда, вредность старшего брата от вмешательства Отца не зависит ^^'''

Недавно был пост про Джулса из Криминального Чтива в стилистике Вахи. Я вдохновился и пеефигачил всю сценку из комнаты Бретта. Знание Низкого Готика обязательно.


Inquisitor Julius: You, flock of heretics, you know why we're here? Why don't you tell my man Acolyte Vincentius where you got the heathen artifact hid at? 

Heretic Marvin: It's over th... 

Inquisitor Julius: I don't remember askin' you a God-Emperor damn thing! You were saying? 

Cultist Roger: It's in the cupboard. [Acolyte Vincentius starts looking in the upper cupboard] 

Cultist Roger: No, no, the one by your kn-knees. 

Inquisitor Julius: We happy? [Acolyte Vincentius continues staring at the briefcase's contents] 

Inquisitor Julius: Acolyte Vincentius! We happy? 

Acolyte Vincentius: Yeah, we happy, my lord. 

Cult leader Brettus: I'm sorry, I didn't get your name. I got yours, Acolyte Vincentius, right? But I didn't get yours... 

Inquisitor Julius: My name's Purge. And your heretic ass ain't talkin' your way out of this shit. 

Cult leader Brettus: No, no, I just want you to know... I just want you to know how sorry we are that things got so fucked up with us and Lord Inquisitor Marsellius. We got into this thing with the best intentions and I never... 

Inquisitor Julius: [Inquisitor Julius shoots the heretic on the couch] I'm sorry, did I break your concentration? I didn't mean to do that. Please, continue, you were saying something about best intentions. What's the matter? Oh, you were finished! Well, allow me to retort. What does Lord Inquisitor Marsellius look like? 

Cult leader Brettus: What? 

Inquisitor Julius: What segmentum are you from? 

Cult leader Brettus: What? What? Wh - ? 

Inquisitor Julius: "What" ain't no segmentum I've ever heard of. They speak Low Gothic in What? 

Cult leader Brettus: What? 

Inquisitor Julius: Low Gothic, daemonfucker, do you speak it? 

Cult leader Brettus: Yes! Yes! 

Inquisitor Julius: Then you know what I'm sayin'! 

Cult leader Brettus: Yes! Inquisitor Julius: Describe what Lord Inquisitor Marsellius looks like! 

Cult leader Brettus: What? 

Inquisitor Julius: Say 'what' again. Say 'what' again, I dare you, i double dare you, daemonfucker! Now tell me what does Lord Inquisitor Marsellius look like! 

Cult leader Brettus: He... he's wearing power armour... 

Inquisitor Julius: Go on... 

Cult leader Brettus: He's bald 

Inquisitor Julius: Does he look like a heathen heretic? 

Cult leader Brettus: What? 

Inquisitor Julius: [Shoots Cult leader Brettus in the shoulder] DOES HE LOOK LIKE A HEATHEN HERETIC? 

Cult leader Brettus: No! 

Inquisitor Julius: Then why you try to fuck him like a heathen heretic? 

Cult leader Brettus: I didn't... 

Inquisitor Julius: Yes you did. Yes you did! You tried to fuck him. And Lord Inquisitor Marsellius don't like to be fucked by anybody except Lady Inquisitor Argentia. Inquisitor Julius: "You read the Lectitio Divinatus, Brettus?" 

Cult leader Brettus: "Yes!" 

Inquisitor Julius: "Well, there's this passage I've got memorized that sort of fits this occasion. The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of the evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of Holy God-Emperor of Mankind shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly an armoured gauntlet about His fist and the edge of His sword. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know that I am the end when I lay my vengeance upon thee!"

Lore of the Votann – Ancient Quasi-divine Machine Intellects Make for Decent Gunsmiths, it Turns Out

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The Leagues of Votann are still a few months out from making first tabletop contact with the rest of the 41st Millennium, but after learning about the Ancestor Cores and the cloneskeins, we’re all agog for the main course – the guns.

As with more or less everything else in the Leagues, the collected technological knowledge of the Kin is contained within the Votann. These ancient minds are vast repositories of weapon schematics that would have just about every member of the Adeptus Mechanicus weighing up the merits of becoming a heretek. The Kin, you see, are sitting on a closely guarded network of functioning STCs – a fact reflected across their entire armoury.

An armoury which, mark you, they are perfectly permitted to improve over time. The Kin may move slowly, but they’re not stuck in technological stasis like some factions we could mention. Their engineers – called Brôkhyrs – command the auto-foundries of each Kin hold from their personal A.N-vyl terminals. But what are they forging?

From the Autoch-pattern bolter to the Etacarn plasma gun, many Kin weapons bear superficial similarities to Imperial weapons, but they’re superior in every respect. There’s a clear shared ancestry between the bolt revolver and bolt shotgun and the bolt weapons of the Adeptus Astartes, but Kin weapons simply work better and hit harder. 

Then there are items like the volkanite disintegrators, which use technology since lost to the Imperium, or ion technology, which is proscribed by the Adeptus Mechanicus. That’s their loss – the T’au Empire certainly seemed to appreciate being taught how to harness it…

All these weapons are supported by smart tech integrated into Kin battlegear. The haptic utility nerve transmission recalibrator modules – HunTR for short – interface with their neural augmetics to establish a feedback loop between firearms and their users. This system projects minute gravitational pulses to maintain a stable firing platform even while running at full pelt – or zooming along on a flying trike.

The Leagues don’t just fight at range, either. The Kin recognise the need for hand-to-hand engagements – especially in the face of swarms of Orks or Tyranids occupying a perfectly good mineral-rich asteroid – and their melee weaponry is similarly high-tech. They make substantial use of plasma fields either to augment blades or extend them, while concussion weapons like hammers and mauls mount mass drivers to really make an impact.

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