>Why was the chapter founded?
Strategic Prognostication
>When was the chapter founded?
33rd Millenium
>Chapter Progenitor
Blood Angels
>Gene-Stock Purity
Flawed
>Chapter Flaws
Pride in the Colors
>Characteristic Modifiers
+5 Strength, +5 Perception

>Figure of Legend
Chief Librarian
>Deeds of Legend
Chief Librarian lost in the Warp

>Number of Worlds
2
>Homeworld Type
Hive and Unihabited
>Homeworld Terrain
Ocean (hive world, Maresia) and Temperate (unihabited swampy death world, Noxyssus)
>Homeworld Relationship
Stewardship

>Codex Organization
Divergent
>Combat Doctrine
Close Combat
>Solo Mode Ability
Pick 2 skills, rank 1 reroll failed tests. Rank 4, add 10 to them. Rank 8, add degree of success.
>Squad Attack
Tactical Finesse
>Squad Defense
Knowledge is Power
>Special Equipment
Beastial Companion (Alligator-Piranha sea monster)
>Belief
Death Cult
>Current Status
Over Strength
>Chapter Ally
Imperial Guard (Maresia Sea-Guard)
>Chapter Enemy
some Chaos Space Marines warband/legion
>Chapter Name
Abyssal Jaws
>Battle Cry
"THE JAWS OF ABYSS SHALL CLAIM ALL ENEMIES OF MAN!"
>Advance Table
Behold Our Wrath

blue armour with green trim, hang on, paintan will post image in a sec

The Colour scheme is basically Blue and Red, for what i got

anyway, a drawfriend of mine did this drawing for a temporary symbol

>>14584146

Founded in the 33rd Millenium when a lone Administratum clerk found a fragment of the text "Call of Cth-", the High Lords were notified and geneseed of the Blood Angels began being stockpiled for the founding of the Abyssal Jaws. Since its founding the Chapter has made itself known for its vicious tenacity in close range combat and specilation in aquatic enviroments as well as its open disregard for the Codex with its numbers being several times over the stipulated 1,000.

not sure if i should replace the turquoise with the bronze, was kinda going for a diving suit look

>>14584429
this is a lot better but the more high ranking units need to have blood splatterd over them. The more red a unit is the more seniority they have.


the chaptermaster would probably be completely covered in a splotchy dark red

>>14584190

I believe you're talking about this one. A few complaints aimed at the scheme were:
1. The red should be more prominent on the armour.
2. The colours should be darker

>>14584502
the red on the amor comes from some special material they apply to the outer layer to the armor that reacts with blood to retain blood stains on it. So it would make sense that the reddness of the armor is never neatly applied nor uniform.

Other chapters would look on to such behavior with scorn, interpreting it as neglecting to care for their armor, but to an Abyssal Jaw, the blood stains are a badge of pride that is worn with honor.

what about the logo?

>>14584564
i dont't think we ever really came to a decent consensus other than it needs to have jaws in it and it needs to have a water motif

hmmm, so something like this then add blood spatter to taste?

>>14584564

See

>>14584225

Thus far, this has been the only attempt at a symbol for the chapter I've seen. There has been some discussion on it being similar to the World Eater's symbol, but with a Blood Angel-style droplet instead of a planet.

>>14584588

Hmmm. I like the turquoise more.

>>14584588
the trim definately needs to be a dark teal or possible just black

Reminds me a lot of /tg/s Deep Ones chapter, that was made for the Tiji Sector project. Also a Lovecraftian, sea creature-themed chapter.

http://1d4chan.org/wiki/Tiji_Sector#Astartes_of_Tiji

>>14584593
Eh, to be fair i liked the 2 waves crashing to form a jaw, if anyone could paint it would be awesome i think

>>14584601

I think we could use a lighter trim, to accent the dark colors.

I read on the other threads about the possibility of the Jaws being caniballistics.

What do you guys think about it?

okay, so taking the arms back to a darker teal, how about hte chest plate and facemetal bits? leave them bronze?

>>14584676
Silver i think it would be better

>>14584671

I think it's awesome.

>>14584671
If you aren't an Abyssal Jaw or a person of decent repute from Maresia, you are probably free game

hmm, i prefer the bronze but here ya go,

equipment ideas:
Chain-hook - think a bathook but for killing people
Glacier Spear/Knife/Katar - injects highly pressurized and freezing cold gas into the wound
Bolter Spear/Katar - sort like a rough rider hunting lance but has a magazine so i can be used more than once
Drill Spear/Katar - because chain weapons wouldn't be terribly useful for thrusting, an angry drill bit can easily cover the job. A chain katar might make sense but using a saw blade would be simpler to manage.

>>14584671

Well, it makes sense to me. As was said in the previous thread, its not like its uncommon for Space Marine chapters to enjoy a bit of meat. However, its not exactly smiled upon in the Imperium. For example, see the Sons of Malice.

>>14584870
TORPEDO JAVELINS

>>14584870

"My drill is the drill that shall pierce the oceans!"

A boy of only 14 years sat alone on a small boat adrift in morning haze of the equatorial seas of Maresia. His breathing deep and rhythmic as he stared up into the deep green moon of Noxyssus hanging high in the sky above. In both hands he held a long knife made of the teeth of a scythe fish he had killed the week earlier. His hands still bore the scars from that battle.

He would succeed where his brothers had not. He would win honor for his mother where they could not, he would show them that he didn't need to wait another two years before attempting this daunting challenge to prove himself worthy of even the notion that he might be capable of becoming a space marine of the Abyssal Jaws. The promise of girl's fighting for his attention for the short interlude he'd have after his success also boosted his confidence.

He cast his eyes back down the choppy waters as he stood up, offering a prayer to the Emperor, to his ancestors, and to the abyss in a hushed whisper. In a practiced motion he dragged the knife across his cheeks, slicing into his flesh just deep enough so that his blood would flow to stain the waters red yet not endanger his life unnecessarily. He stared into the deep, his chest heaving to fill his lungs with precious air as he waited and watched.

Moments later he had the sign he wanted, a dark shape easily larger than the dinghy he stood upon passed underneath. He dove into the water and sunk deep beneath the surface. He opened his eyes and steeled himself for what was to come. Each moment felt like an eternity as the dark shape several dozen meters in length made another pass around him.

(cont)

>>14584949

He had what he wanted, a trident whale; a vicious beast with 3 jaws and maw full of teeth that was capable of taking a blasting spear to its carapace and shrugging it off. The only way to kill the damn thing safely was to feed it a torpedo or shove something similarly explosive into its gut. That wouldn't cut it though, he needed to prove himself, so carving its heart out from the inside would be the best bet.

It all happened in a moment, the beast surged forward and opened its mammoth maw and he swam forward with all his might, hoping that he'd make it in time before it snapped its jaws shut and tear him apart.

All he could feel was his heartbeat... no that wasn't his heartbeat, that pressure he could feel all around him was its heart. Though no one could see him, he beamed a wicket a grin and took his knives to its soft insides and tore into them with pride, its thick oily blood coating him as he homed in on its beating heart

Almost three minutes after he had dove into the water the boy sufaced coated in the beasts viscera and blood, carrying with him the prized heart almost as big as himself. Now all he had to do was row it back to the hive while it was still fresh.

A lesser man than captain Melvus would have been blind in the darkness. No light filtered this far into the murky depths. If the blindess did not undo them, the pressure would have. Hundereds of feet down, the human body would collapse and crush like paper. Yet Melvus was alive, and far from blind. As he raised another gauntletted fist to grasp a handhold above his head, he was completely aware of the darkness around him.

Pulling himself up, Melvus could feel his brothers climbing below him. The anchoring strut that they scaled stretched down into the darkness below, and the captain could see the long line of marines reaching down to the depths. Even to him the seafloor was hidden from view, where hours before his brothers had been deposited by their shielded sub-skimmers and begun their climb. The heretics had overrun the deep-sea platform for their obscene ritual, and the platform's intergrated defences made it impossible to approach from the open air. The traitors had not counted, however, on the strength of the abyss, and Melvus's men meant to show them their mistake.

>>14584963
After hours of climbing, the captain could see curtains of light from the moons above filtering down through the water. Mear meters below the surface he halted, and prepared his squad for the assault. Over the comm, the squads scaling the 3 other struts confirmed that they too were prepared. Reaching to his belt, Melvus grasped the heavy chain-hook that hung there. Silently breaching the surface in the moonlight, he saw the shadowy shapes of Heretics moving back and forth across the catwalks above. Steadying himself against the support pylon, he sighted on the lowest catwalk, and swung.

The chain-hook revved as it flew, triggered by unspooling of the high-density fiber cord connecting it to Melvus's belt. As the hook arced above the catwalk, the marine captain yanked on the cord and brought it snapping back, catching a heretic in the chest and sinking through his flesh into the plating of the catwalk. Triggering the retreval function, Melvus was pulled rapidly up to the level of the walkways. The hooks of his battle brothers swung up to join him as he freed his chain-hook from the body of the heretic and turned to the traitors that had begun to panic and sound the alarm all around him. The saltwater cascading over his helmet lent a bubbling note to his roar, as though it rose from a great depth:

"FEAR THE MIGHT THAT RESIDES IN THE ABYSS"

Midshipman William Watts was going to die. The Imperial Maresian Ship "Rectitude" had been his first posting after graduating from the Maresian Naval Academy, and he had never been prouder than the day he had boarded the gleaming destroyer and set sail to guard the eastern naval shipping lanes. While goods could be shipped around the planet by space-capable cargo flyers, such travel was expensive for large quantities of goods. As such, many merchants chose to ply the seas of their oceanic world, giant ships sailing between the great floating hives. These large, slow vessels were often vulnerable to pirates seeking to plunder them and take their cargo for the illegitimate mini-hives which drifted with the currents. But it seemed it wasn't pirates that would be the end of the Rectitude.

Midshipman Watts gaped as the chitinous creatures swarmed over the lower decks. The sailors fought to force them back, but as William watched one of the creatures reached its gigantic pincered apendage out and severed a seaman at the waist. The long pikes the sailors normally used to pull in smaller craft simply bounced off the armor of the scuttling creatures, while more of them continued to pull themselves over the sides of the ship and set upon the hapless men. The captain had sealed the bridge and now barked orders over the comm system to organize a concerted defense, but it was hopeless. In the chaos that was the decks of the ship, the midshipman could do nothing but watch as they were overwhelmed.

>>14584980
Caught up in the hopelessness of the situation, William had to throw himself back in fear to avoid being speared as one of the crab-like creatures clambered over the rail he had been perched at. Scrambling back until his back hit the bulkhead of the command bridge behind him, William quaked in fear as the creature advanced, chittering and waving its gigantic pincer claw. His hands scrabbled for the laspistol he had been issued upon graduation, but as soon as he freed it from the holster the rolling of the ship tipped it out of his grasp and it slid over the edge of the deck. The creature almost upon him now, William cowered back and prayed that the lighthouse of the great God-Emperor would guide his soul.

His eyes closed, William never saw the gigant red-and-blue figure leap impossibly up from the deck below. Its booted feet landed on the back of the crab creature, forcing it down to the deck. And as a giant pincer reached for it, the figure drove a long harpoon down through the thick armored carpace into the body of the creature... which promptly exploded. Stepping down from the now-smoking carpace, the gore-covered behemoth freed its harpoon at reached a hand out to the quavering Midshipman. Pulling him to his feet with a yank that almost dislocated his arms, the giant emitted a deep rumbling sound. It took the dazed sailor a moment to realize that the behemoth was laughing, a low rolling chuckle at his confused state.

>>14584985
"Come brother!" The giant figure called to him. "The sea has seen fit to challenge us on this day!" And without another word the red-and-blue warrior swung itself over the railing and plunged into the melee below. William found himself staring down once again at a massacre, yet this time it was the crab creatures who could not stand their ground. More of the giants had boarded the Rectitude, and William finally recognized them as Space Marines, the revered warriors of the Emperor. Morover, they were the Abyssal Jaws, the chapter he himself had dreamed of becoming! He had not had the will as a youth to undergo the initiation challenge, and so had enrolled in the naval academy. Yet here they were, driving back these beasts from the deep. The marines fought with skill, and as William watched two worked in concert to trap the claw of the biggest of the creatures using massive hooks attached to their belts. The beast neutralized, a third warrior stabbed into its face with one of their explosive harpoons.

Looking about the ship, William was agahst to see a gigantic hole in the windscreen of the command bridge above him. It seemed one of the creatures had managed to bash its way through, and the bridge crew were only saved by dint of being less visible than the captain's elevated position. Yet despite this loss of command, the ship badly needed to return to safe harbor for repairs. While the sleek skimmer the Marines had used could guide them, the ship could not go without a commander. And so it was that, despite his trepidation, the young Captain Watts of the IMS Rectitude found himself very quickly tiring of the taste of crab.

gdlk writefaggotry

>>14584947
I hate you.
so bioshock marines?

>>14585021
...yeah i guess you could say that in a sense

only less objectivism and more blood

We have a name for the Chapter Master?

if not
i'm just going to leave
Fernand or Fernão
>>14584796
Can someone put some Blood Red in this picture?

>>14584796

Hmm... Something seems off. I don't think the turquoise and the blue go together very well. Perhaps have all the details silver?

>>14585111
honestly looks a bit boring
>>14585106
not got the full suite of painting stuff(laptop), i'm just using the painter on bolter and chainsword, the blue is 14, 25, 102, the rest is whatever is looking good

>>14585281
well thats because you aren't able to add in the blood splatter without getting photoshop out

i would say desaturate the blue a little though

bump

What sort of relationship do you think they would have with the Blood Angels? Also, do we have any fluff written up about this Chief Librarian who got lost in the warp?

Y / N

>>14585547
bluier blue bits and extend the bronze up to the face grille and down the pipes and its good

>>14585545
Looks Like, He Fought the CSM and there was a Maelstrom but thats all we have

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SUBJECT: Adeptus Astartes of Maresia, Entry 13
++Thought for the Day: A mind without purpose will wander in dark places.++

The Red Thirst tends to affect the Abyssal Jaws less often than other successor chapters of the Blood Angels. It would be a grave mistake to assume their gene-seed has miraculously been saved from this fate. No, it is quite the opposite. The Abyssal Jaws seem to be spared the curse of Red Thirst much in the same way that a man is spared the curse of suffocation while he is in an oxygenated atmosphere. They surround themselves with so much carnage that they have drank their fill of bloodlust to the point that it's almost impossible to tell if an Abyssal Jaw in the grips of the Red Thirst or not.

The Black Rage is known to the Abyssal Jaws as "The Call of the Deep". Thier minds do not call back to the boiling cauldron of fury that death of Sanguinius left on all who share his gene-seed, no, they are instead filled with a frigid, inevitable purpose like the crushing grasp of the deepest trenches of Maresia. They are called to those depths to do battle with the blasphemous eldritch horrors that sleep beneath the waves. None shall stand in their path lest they too be devoured by this cold fury or so it is said.

I know not much else of the fate of those claimed by such a state, the locals dare to say no more than cryptic statements that they have gone to join Lord Cartographer Achab's crusade in the Forbbiden Depths. (note: Abyssal Jaw's Chief Libraian, lost to the warp though it within reason to presume he dead).

how about this?

no one on/care?

>>14587972
Dude
Awesome i say we stick with it

>>14587972
that works. i say we go with it

Anyone can draw the symbol or it will be the 2 Crashing Waves?

>>14591699

Yes, anyone can draw a symbol. However, the two-waves symbol is going in the right directon design-wise. Personally, I think any symbol the Abyssal Jaws have has to be toothy.

>>14592400
I don't know if it was very good to see
but the Waves were supposed to be forming 1 Piranha Jaw

>>14587972
best color scheme so far, i really dig it

>>14592513

Yeah, it took me a while to notice that it was one jaw instead of two trying to smooch each other. Still, its the best (and only) entry we've got thus far.

Anyhoo, my proposal.
Based on:
>>14587972

But I wasn't a fan of the red chest eagle-skull. Also added a tomato sauce stain to his armour.

>>14592651
thats cool

Heres my take on what the armour should look like minus the blood

>>14592651
the best painting so far

bump

I like this one. Gets the ocean and feel just right. Also armour gets the pardon the experssion "marine" life feel just right

>>14593851
dis refers to dis >>14587972

Bumping

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