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Jumpers! What do you do on Tuesdays?

>>44427724
Tuesdays? Wake up (on a boat), go to work (set sail) deal with problems (blow up ships), come home (into the captain's quarters with my first mate) sleep (some weeks it's lewd, others not) rinse and repeat until saturday, then it's fucking party time (we break out ALL the rum and cause enough chaos to wake the dead)

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>>44427724
Tend the plants.

Actually add the punk back in.

And the fucking steam for that matter.

It isn't "shitty version of victorian aesthetics"-punk (though victorian aesthetics do tie in with steam power well). Really we just have to remove the whole need for random overcomplicated machinery made to look complex, and the fetishizing of it.

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By taking it out behind the shed and putting a mercy bullet between its rabid eyes.

>>44422038
You do not need to save something that is not in danger.

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>>44420922

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Last time I played 40K, people were still using Army Builder. Is that a thing that still happens or is there a good alternative these days?

Would it be better to run a Red Scorpions CAD for 40k or play it as a 30k legion against all the 40k players at my store?

>>44420472
Pixiv is amazing for character art if you know how to put the right moonrunes in.

Elves don't actually eat.

>>44418604
They don't need to. The survive by sucking the joy out of the world.

An entire race of angst...

>no food for you knife-ear.

>>44418604
You're thinking of sleep, elves don't sleep. They enter a kind of trance that is analogous to sleep though, and suffer symptoms akin to sleep deprivation if they go too long without it.

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“Essex, let's just stay on-task. We need you to-”

“I DON'T NEED *YOU!*” she snaps back. “I've been doing this all my life. This isn't even my first time hitting this particular rock! Why don't you shove off and let me do my job?”

“Essex, I know everything's confusing right now, but I'm begging you to help us out here. We never expected to have a whole extra fleet carrier on-hand, if you could just-”

“NO!” she snaps. “I'm not trusting anyone that works with a tojo-trollop like Kaga or any other filthy backstabbing nip!

You see Goto's manic grin fall right off his face as he catches your glance. You mouth something to him that sends him diving for another headset in a hurry; the thing oft-feared but never encountered:

Rogue.

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oh man this is going to a bad place now

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“Essex, I'm begging you,” you say hurriedly, watching the overhead plot as the Bush's CAP turns and arrows south-east towards the unsuspecting Essex - they're carrying four AMRAAMs and a pair of Mk-82s with long-delay fuzes for dropping on shallow subs or uninvited torpedo boats - but they'll work just fine against Essex's unarmored deck. “We need your help.”

“I don't care what you need!” she snaps back. “It looks like you have plenty of carriers here, if you got one with so little to do she can bitch and moan on the radio at her betters!”

“The HELL you say-”

“Sorry I can't hear you through those closed-in hangar decks, la-la-la-la~”

The four-plane CAP is dropping low and hitting the afterburner - they're going to do a low pass and loft the bombs. Sweat begins running down your face as you realize you're running out of time, here. “Essex, if you don't back off, you're going to be in a heap of trouble.”

“Whatever! The USS Essex has never met a foe she couldn't best! I took a kamakazie to the FACE! Come on, if you think you're hard enough!”

The F-18s are closing fast, the shock diamonds in their exhaust leaving a visible wake on the smooth water as they thunder in. They're intending to buzz; to demonstrate what she's up against, but if she's foolish enough to open up with five-inch flak or something as they come in -

“Uh, Admiral Spoopy, I'm really sorry can you talk right now please?”

You blink. “Uh-”

“GUYS! There's TWO DOZEN uglies bleeding SAINT MOTHERFUCKING ELMO'S FIRE out of their GODLESS EYES and I am NOT equipped to fight underwater contacts! PLEASE ADVISE!”

Hamp empties his Starbucks with a long, loud rattling sip. “Man,” he exclaims. “I am LOVING this fleet!”

Greta is a DORK.

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Tell us your character concepts.

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>>44415267

Inb4Navyfag

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>>44412267
FIRST FOR FAIRY WARFIGHTERS!

>>44412267
This thread is going to reach autosage before the first goddamn update.

Jesus tapdancing Christ.

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Over the course of the story, Nemesis recruited the ABC Warriors to fight for him: the long-suffering hero Hammerstein; the cold, calculating sniper Joe Pineapples; the pea-brained destroyer Mek-Quake; the savage, bestial Mongrol; the pathological traitor Blackblood; the disgusting kludgy cleaner Ro-Jaws; and the mysterious sorcerer-knight Deadlock (sort of – its complicated). Over the course of years, the Warlock’s war against his arch-enemy Torquemada escalated into ever more bloody reprisal attacks. Following the betrayal of a jealous rival, Nemesis’ wife was murdered by Torquemada’s assassins and his baby son, Thoth, lost. Raised like a cuckoo by human parents, Thoth swore revenge against the species that had murdered his mother and the father that had abandoned them when he was needed the most. Thinking his son dead, Nemesis launched ever more ferocious attacks on Torquemada and the Termite Empire, eventually leading him to the murder of Torquemada’s own children.

Soon afterwards Thoth revealed himself. With the aid of a mystically empowered Tyrannosaurus, he aimed to travel to the Black Hole Bypass at the centre of Terra that allowed humanity to travel the stars and destroy it by crashing the black hole and white hole at its core into one another. This would not only utterly destroy Terra, but would also scour the habitable systems of the galaxy clean of life, eradicating the human race and rendering Nemesis’ life work utterly pointless.

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After an adventure to the end of time which revealed that Torquemada had used the tang-like organic soup humanity would evolve into as a fuel source for his warmachines, inadvertently transforming their souls into a psychic monster called the Monad, Nemesis and the ABC Warriors split up. Nemesis would pursue his son Earth’s past, where Thoth meant to murder Torquemada’s soul by destroying every incarnation of the man throughout history. The ABC Warriors, meanwhile, would go into Terra’s core to attempt to repair Black Hole Bypass itself.

Inside the complex., the Warriors encountered many different tribes of humans and robots descended from the original repair teams. One of them, a woman named Terri, joined them after falling in love with Hammerstein and losing her baby son to an overseer robot. Terri knew the complex better than any of them, and was a strong and fearless warrior to boot. Things were looking up!

But the Monad had followed them back from the future and attacked the Warriors, possessing Hammerstein. Although it was eventually driven out, the physical and psychic wounds proved too much, and Hammerstein succumbed to death.

You can't keep a good robot down though, and after reliving ancient and long-buried memories Old Red Eyes dragged himself to his feet...

This story started here yesterday >> 44393355
Last page>> 44394998

I had intended to finish this yesterday, but real life got in the way (don’t you hate it when it does that?). Sorry about that.

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If you've not read any of this before, this isn't necessarily an ideal jumping on point as its in the middle of the first part of The Black Hole. The start of the story does have a good summary of the story so far.

Huge chunks of Nemesis and the ABC Warriors was stolen for Warhammer 40k. See how many you can spot!

>>44407983
Go watch "Something Funny Happened On The Way To The Forum". For a Borsht Belt musical comedy it gets a lot right.

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>>44407983
subjugated people, religious minorities and enemies of the state would be killed off in gruesome fashion in a big colosseum.

Well, the important things to remember about the Romans are what they had a habit of doing when they conquered people, as that's what would shape the fantasy setting, as well as real life.

The first thing is that everywhere Roman armies went, they built the world's first proper roads, connecting previously isolated people with a larger community. Along with this, they'd build various marvels of engineering, such as aqueducts along the way. Famously, Pontiac Pilate took money from a Jewish temple to do so.

Further, unlike future conquerers, the Romans didn't give two shit who you worshipped so long as you paid your taxes. However, they would insist on trying to "link" similar gods together. To use Judaism as an example, they'd basically go, "Oh hey, guys, couldn't help but notice you worship a sky god. We do too! They must be the same guy! Tell you what, we're gonna build a new temple to Jupiter-Yahwe for you guys to worship them!"

So, out on the edges of the empire, you have cultural erosion as Romans move in and build their shit everywhere and try to get filthy barbarians to wear tunics without pants like civilized people, teach everyone Latin, and start replacing people's gods when possible.

For an example of fantasy Rome, Valyria is a good example.

>>44406375
SHOW US YOUR TITS!

nah

>>44406389
see? they wish to revel in our culture and see us model.

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>>44405080
because they are the master race