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>>42974188
...Our heroine of questionable sobriety, Lady-Admiral (self-titled) Bianca Dolcetto Amaretto. The latest holder of the Amarettian Warrant of Trade and Lady-Matriarch of the Amarettian Dynasty, Lady-Governor of Polio Prime, Queen of Malencia and Grand Saint of Keene. She is as pious as she is moronic, as suicidally brave as she is hotheaded and as drunk as a skunk. Noteworthy feats including getting a gigantic ant hooked on whiskey, weaponizing dinner parties and passing a lethal witch's test without dying but still not being declared a witch.

Her second cousin and loyal Seneschal and general minder, the ever-busy Antonio Averna Anima-Nera Amaretto. Just as pious as the Lady, but at least twice as sane. A man of sharp wit and sharper dress sense but suffering from the delusion of thinking he can compete with a dedicated Arch Militant in direct combat. Noteworthy feats include being nuked by a filthy Biomancy-Witch and surviving, managing to keep the Dynasty's debt-crippled fiances just out of total collapse and, most impressive of all, managing to turn into a veritable Sherlock Holmes at the drop of a hat.

Master-Explorator Jegudiel Serpenta Armaiti of the Adeptus Mechanicus. Unquestioned master of the machine and lore-keeper of the Dynasty's extensive list of people they wish to burn. Equally adept at restoring machines as he is of resolving disputes with his Eviscerator-Scimitar. Noteworthy feats include slaying afromentioned Witch with a single blow, accidentally destroying archeotech las-batteries and drop-kicking a radiation-mutated Grox.

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>>42974195
Aside from those three, the party had a bit of a flux regarding its other two members, but some noteworthies include, but are not limited to..

(Former) Pirate Captain Aliyana Roth. Former mistress of the ship The Bitter Harvest and (current) master of cutting things apart with her twin power-sabres. Surprisingy enough also master diplomat of the dynasty, even when no cutting was required. Seconded to the colony of Malencia to act as general peace-keeper.

Astropath and self-proclaimed Loyalty Inspector Sebastian Oxe. Living under the delusions of being a Fleet Commissar, he served the Lady's late father in preserving the spiritual purity of the dynasty. Also acted as general trouble-puncher with his twin Force-Gauntlets. Still serves in the same capacity for the Lady Amaretto and is noteworthy for being the only psyker she can stomach.

Astropath Olanius Amaretto. Replacement for the late Oxe and fourth cousin of the Lady-Admiral. Though pious to a fault, he is barely tolerated by the Lady for their family bounds and his (supposedly) perfect training. Noteworthy for managing to out-dazzle the Lady-Admiral by acquiring finer armour. Also managed to accidentally trick the Lady-Admiral into drawing a bead on, and subsequently being shot by, her own head of espionage.

Void Mistress Kiki of Isor. Speed-junkie to an almost heretical degree and general trouble-shooter with her trusty Fury Interceptor. Managed to accidentally abandon the Lady-Admiral to drown, but made up for it bydogfight a Warp-tainted dragon to death.

Now that we have most of our cast laid out, shall we continue to some actual stories, perhaps?

>>42974188
Was this the one with the water dunking bondage lewds?

>>42974188
>¡Buenos días!
Inculta.

Now that we have our protagonists set up, what kind of tales would you like to hear? There are a lot of them, some canon to the campaign, many not. I could, of course, start chronologically, but then I would be here all day boring you all to death.

So, let's do it like this. Vote on what you want to hear about.

>Action and Awesome
>Silly and Stupid
>Lewd and Livid

>>42974286
Yes, lewdness will also follow. Is the lead-in too long?

>>42974334
This is what I get for being a Swede typing in English and not knowing a lick of Spanish. Uncivilized, indeed.

Well, I am modestly interested.

>>42974376
>Yes, lewdness will also follow. Is the lead-in too long?

No, context is always good. You just piqued my interest with the pics you posted in the other thread especially the Heartgear one.

My penis will be monitoring this thread.

>>42974389
>>42974408
So, what would you like to hear about? If there's nothing special, I can always go for the time we ended up recruiting five hundred crazed zealots by way of two power swords, one unconscious Lady-Admiral and a good bit of fine living.

>>42974517
This seems like a good place to start, yes!

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>>42975064
Very well, then.

So there we were, stopping by in Footfall after having conquered Malencia for Queen, Imperium and God-Emperor. As repairs and refueling were carried out, our Lady-Admiral found herself lacking things to do. Hearing that there was an outpost of the Ecclesiarchy venerating the noble Saint Drusus, she of course set off to invite herself to the Deacon's table.

To make a long story short, it turned out that the Deacon had a slight problem. A good friend of his, a Confessor Merrit, had wandered astray and formed his own little pocket-cult of die-hard Emperor-bothering fanatics in their own little asteroid. The Deacon wished no harm onto his good friend, of course, but the whole thing was a bit of an embarrassment for everyone involved. Bored, somewhat drunk and rightfully pious, our Lady offered to sort this little business out.

So she did what any skillfull diplomat did. She rammed three Assault Boats into the side of the asteroid.

Marching inside with a full marching band, a full honour guard and an escort composing of a former Pirate Captain, her loyal Seneschal and the good Master Jegudiel, Lady Amaretto demanded an audience with this Cofessor Merrit. She was granted one, even if the Confessor kept his Heavy Flamer close at hand.

As it turned out, the Confessor was following a prophecy he had uncovered. Supposedly, a finger-bone of S. Drusus had landed atop of a starchart and it was said that a great revelation would occur at that exact spot. Despite an intense, bloody theological debate, the Lady-Admiral could not sway him from believing in this obviously hokey prophecy.

So a duel was proposed. Her champion, the former Captain Aliyana, versus the Confessor himself. If he won, they would leave him in peace. If she won, his cult would swear allegiance to the Amarettians. However, the Confessor saw a bit of a flaw in this arrangement. Namely, that he was to fight a mere champion, when the Lady herself was too cowardly to fight.

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>>42975197
As you can imagine, Lady Bianca was set ablaze with this outright slander of her character. Reaching for her twin plasma pistols, she made ready to accept his challenge.

.... Only to be hit over the head by the flat side of Aliyana's sword. She was out like a light.

>Aliyana: Yeah, uh, the Capt' be indisposed. I'll be yer opponent.

While Confessor Merrit saw this as slightly foul play, he nevertheless agreed to send his own champion. A crazed zealot bearing twin chainswords to challenge Aliyana's power blades.

It was a close call, but Aliyana emerged victorious as the zealot fell. Still stained in blood, Aliyana decided to try a bit of diplomacy while the Lady-Admiral was... otherwise occupied. The non-canon reason being that she had been hurridly hogtied in the back of the assault boat.

>Aliyana: Tell ya what, lad. We'll be takin' yer cult all the way to them coordinates. We see a saint, we follow its lead. We don't see no saint, ye follow our lead.

Having long sought for a ship to take him deep into the Expanse, Merrit gladly accepted these conditions. And after having recovered from her.. er.. temporary fainting spell, the Lady-Admiral saw the wisdom in this little bit of diplomacy.

So off they went. And indeed, no saint was there to find. Merrit was distraught at this, of course, but a five-course dinner at the Lady-Admiral saw him right as rain. A hothead she may have been, but she and her two cocnuts had a way with words.

And so, the Lady-Admiral acquired the first part of her eventual army. Five hundred crazed zealots bearing flamers and chainswords. But better still, she made a loyal friend in the good Confessor.

Did your GM know this was your magical realm, or did you just keep accidentally ending up in fetishy situations?

>>42975283
He didn't know at first, but more or less accidentally found out over time. But he made a habit of avoiding it as best he could. Most of the lewd stuff happened in non-canon text sessions between me and players who happened to enjoy that sort of thing.

>>42975267
I'm heading off for a bit now. If the thread is still active later, I'll explain what happens when the Lady-Admiral finds herself arrested by the Adeptus Arbites for severe impoliteness.

>>42975740
Now this I've got to hear. Aren't Rogue Traders pretty much immune to a lot of Imperium laws?

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>>42974376
Lewd and Livid, if you please!

Your storytime's okay and i'll let you finish, but it will never be as good as All Guardsman Party.

You should tell 'em bout that time she was captured in her bathroom and ended up loosing a duel against a guy playing the saxophone.

>>42976677
Only when outside Imperial space. Outside the Imperium they ARE the Imperial Law, and can do pretty much anything they please as long as it's not overtly heretical (trading with Eldar probably ok; trading with Chaos Space Marines not). While In Imperial space they're subjected to the same laws as anybody els,e although being extremely wealthy individuals from well-known and established noble houses (and having their word backed by a several kilometers long warship in the orbit) means the authorities are usually willing to overlook minor infractions.

>>42974188
I thought her hand was her neck.
It was a confusing and hilarious few seconds

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>>42976677
Yes and no, as far as I understand. They are beyond prosecution for what they do OUTSIDE the Imperium, so long as it's nothing toooo bad (like sucking off Chaos daemons or helping xenos attack the Imperium). WITHIN the Imperium, they are immune to most laws, but they can still be arrested for major things like smuggling xeno art or other such shenanigans.

Not that any such sensible thing got her arrested.

>>42976761
Just reeeaaad on, buddy.

So then, in this little story, we're dealing with one of the non-canon games that occured between me and another player. The names have been witheld to protect the guilty, of course. In the story, we find ourselves dealing primarily with Judge Cabretti, a hard-boiled, shotgun-slingin', loose bolter of an Arbite. The High Lords want her badge and she's off the case.

So, what we have here is a classic case of Amarettian-brand justice. Having returned to Port Wander for some well-earned drinking, gambling and general frollocking, Lady Amaretto was in for a rude awakening. One of her vassals, a port tradesman and chief handler of buying and selling the Dynasty's supplies, had been outed as nothing short of a filthy xeno smuggler!

Naturally, the Lady-Admiral could not rest before such a charlatan was put to justice. So armed with her twin pistols and her trusty hip-flask of flaming justice, Lady Amaretto stormed into the merchant's operations. With her was her contingent of Battle Sisters, having been transferred to her command for her numerous acts of aiding the Ecclesiarchy.

Justice was swift as it was merciless. A pyre was quickly organized and the man responsible was set to burn, doused in the Lady-Admiral's own brandy to start the fire. He was soon reduced to mere ash and there was much rejoicing.

There was just one problem.

>>42974188
>Image has Niggatrice.
I, I don't know whether to praise or damn you.

>>42974517

You mentioned having a pet flock of Velociraptors.

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>>42976798
Later, I will. That story is rather lewd.

>>42976787
Different kinds of stories, anon. Though I wasn't aware I needed your permission to finish.

>>42976965
You see, the man wasn't QUITE as heretical as he may have seemed. Oh, sure, he was guilty of all the charges Seneschal Antonio threw at him. But as it happened, he sort of maybe kind of happened to have been planted there by the local Adeptus Arbites. And he sort of maybe just happened to be their prime lead on finally taking down a notorious smuggling cartel. And he sort of maybe just so happened to have made a breakthrough in getting into their inner circle.

As you can imagine, Judge Cabretti was not very pleased by this. Not one bit.

She was so infuriated, in fact, that she sent two of her most trusted Arbites over to the casino that the Lady-Admiral was spending her evening in. They politely but firmly asked that Lady Amaretto allow them to escort her to Judge Cabretti.

Being a little drunk off both wine and victory at the time and enjoying a good bit of Imperial-style Baccarat, the Lady-Admiral told them to go to hell. If perhaps not so polite a tone. But that was alright, they could wait. And wait they did, right until the Amarettian party was so incredibly drunk that not even their honour guard could put up much of a fight.

Then Judge Cabretti herself arrived, flanked with a good dozen Arbites in full carapace armour. She, too, politely asked the Lady-Admiral to come see her down at the precinct. The Lady-Admiral, being her usual diplomatic self, told her to go to hell, too.

Judge Cabretti wasn't quite okay with that, though. And neither was her shock maul. She beat Amaretto over the head with it and had her restrained with a full straightjacket and a matching panel gag. Then, dragging the Lady to her feet, she had the drunken Rogue Trader marched through the street-corridors of Port Wander all the way to the precinct. In full view of the local peasantry. Arrested on charges of rudeness.

>>42977111
>Then, dragging The Lady to her feet, she had the drunken Rogue Trader marched through the street-corridors of Port Wander all the way to the precinct. In full view of the local peasantry. Arrested on charges of rudeness.

Hmm. I'm liking this so far but, does it get lewder?

>>42977111
What's the charge for rudeness then? Is it practical and wholly non-kinky?

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>>42977111
Ah, darn, it ate the last of the story.

Once at the precinct, Judge Cabretti informed the Lady-Admiral of just what a massive sting operation she had fucked up by burning everything with her cadre of Battle Sisters. Not that Lady Amaretto would listen. She was too drunk and too pissed off to care.

So Judge Cabretti had her thrown in one of the jail cells to stew for a few days, bondage and all. Sure, she'd probably get all kinds of shit flung her way for this, but the High Lords wanted her badge anyway, so Cabretti didn't give a fuck. So that's why Lady Amaretto spent the next week or so sitting tied up in an Arbite cell.

>>42976991
Niggatrice is objectivly superior to Seacatrice.

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>>42977279
There may yet be a sequel to the story that involves a Judge, a whip and a Lady. Only time will tell.

>>42977082
Ah, yes, so I did.

We acquired those back at Malencia. You see, the main objective of the Lady-Admiral was to restore the long lost colonies of her once great dynasty. Malencia was one such world.

During the turmoil of crippling debt and losing the entire dynasty fleet to pirate raiders, the colony ship, alongside most of the records, had been lost. But thanks to one brave scribe, they were recovered and Lady Amaretto launched her maiden voyage with the intent of finding that lost old colony.

As it turned out, she found the primitive descendants of the original colony ship. Having crash-landed and been cut off from support for so very long, the former crewmen had regressed back to stone-age tribals. Not to worry, though, their very prophecies spoke of the time that the Angels of the Sky would return and liberate them from their meager existance.

Amaretto was all too happy to move on in and restore them to some proper Imperial values, being crowned Queen of their world in the process. And she was all too happy to use their world as her personal safari grounds.

The world had a diverse and dangerous fauna. Anything from saber-toothed jaguars to T-rexes were to be found down there. But what caught her attention the most was the herd of domesticated velociraptors that one village had cultivated into riding animals and beasts of burden. And she was all too happy to help herself to a flock of them to call her very own.

Fast little buggers, too. She took one as her personal mount, named it Listeza and had it cyber-augmented until it was almost as covered in gold as she was. It served her well, too. For what respectable lady would ride into battle without a golden, chipper raptor to sit side-saddle upon?

And then it, along with its herd, were all eaten by Rak'Gols. The bastards.

>>42977310
>So that's why Lady Amaretto spent the next week or so sitting tied up in an Arbite cell.

Go on...

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>>42976798
Very well, we'll cover this one in brief, mainly because I don't remember it so well.

So this is what happens when a flamboyant, semi-drunk, semi-insane Rogue Trader ends up in dispute over a territory claim. Oh, and he runs into Amaretto, too.

Lady Amaretto ran into a territory dispute with one Lord-Captain Darius of the ship The Smiling Jackal. One thing lead to another and he ends up with his guns aimed at The First Argument of Queens. However, being the head of a dynasty known for their armada's flair for murdering xenos and plundering worlds, he found himself rather outgunned.

What Amaretto didn't count on was the fact that Lord Darius had some expert commandos at his beck and call. She certainly didn't expect them to ambush her while in the bath, either. She should, however, in retrospect, have expected that they would bind and gag her with her own towels. And made off with her to The Smiling Jackal.

Not to worry, though. Lord Darius was a perfect gentleman. He even gave the Lady a chance to dress herself before he presented her before his entire dynasty. He did, however, not wait for her to fully recover before introducing himself with a saxophone solo loud enough to shatter the heavens.

He proposed a duet-duel to settle who would own the world. He would play his saxophone, she would sing with her lovely voice. But as she still had a wet towel in her mouth, it was far from a fair duel. He won it handily, while the Lady-Admiral could but muffle at him in irate protest.

But he decided that was good enough and departed the system, leaving the planet behind and, more importantly, a salvation pod with an angry, humiliated and very much tied up Lady-Admiral inside.

>>42977709
>>42977310
>>42977111
How many people have drawn for you? It looks pretty cool.

>>42976787

You Guardsmanfags are annoying as shit. Go back to Reddit.

>>42977845
Hey, don't lump us all in with that faggot. Like Kanye, he's just a self-absorbed, ill-mannered, cunt.

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>>42977844
Well, I guess it helps to be actual friends with drawfags. As in actual friends, not "Hey dude draw me shit cause we're friends lol". And I guess it helps that said friends approve of Amaretto.

Look up Cao Cao the Deciever. He's busy as shit at the moment, but he might give you a discount if you mention me. Prepare for maximum lewd

>>42977845
>>42977862
Now, now, let's keep things civil at least. This is a storytime general, after all. Well, sort of. Maybe.

As for further lewdness, it might surprise y'all that for a puritan seniorita, Amaretto is not chaste. She's no sleeping around whore, but she does rise to the occassion when dealing with properly charming gentlemen.

But there was that one time it didn't quite work out the way she had planned. Duct tape and thievery was involved.

>>42978069
You had me at duct tape.

Also you should write these down in an archive or something.

>>42977862

You all have that slavish devotion to shoggy, that whining need for more, and the tendency to spam that memegame in lots of threads. You've long worn out your welcome.

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>>42978091
>Also you should write these down in an archive or something

Maybe I will at some point. I just didn't see there'd be much of an audience.

>You had me at duct tape.

Well, it just so happened that the Lady-Admiral at one point hired a mercenary-noble by the name of Sir Francois Dubaine. The last survivor of a wiped-out unit of bored nobles turned wannabe-Landsknechten (with chainsaw-zweihanden, natch).

He served with quite the distinction. Regailing the Lady-Admiral with tales of his bravery and gallant battlefield record in-between commanding her troops into battle and bravely leading from the front. In fact, he did a lot more talking than fighting. In fact, he didn't do much fighting at all.

Not that the Lady-Admiral noticed, of course. She was too enraptured with his tales of bombastic bravado and muscular might. So much so that when his contract was drawing to a close, she opted to re-negotiate his contract over dinner. A private dinner, at that.

Wearing suitably stylishly sultry clothing, the Lady-Admiral hoped to extend the contract with nearly double its former length. And she was doing quite well for herself. So much so that the good Sir Francois professed to give her a kiss. So she closed her eyes, pursed her lips... and was rewarded with a big piece of duct tape for her efforts.

Next thing she knew, her private dinner had suddenly been put to an end by the fact that she was duct-taped to her own dinner chair. Sir Francois apologized profously, of course, but it just so happened that he had been contracted by another dynasty to steal her family heirloom. A Displacer Field in the form of an elaborate pearl necklace.

As she had not worn it to dinner, Francois was forced to lockpick his way into her personal safe. All while apologizing something fierce to the bound, gagged and very much irate Amaretto. He would have loved to continue where they were, of course, but he had his professional reputation to think of, after all.

>>42978129
Let's please keep things civil and avoid a flame war over whose favorite fanfiction is the best, please?

>>42978292
But he wasn't a complete scoundrel, at least. After pocketing the loot and putting everything else back in order, he did pause to say goodbye. In the form of a big kiss right onto her duct taped lips. And then, tipping his non-fedora, he made a quiet getaway.

Lady Amaretto has to this day not been able to catch him for this insult. Every time has ended in some humiliating defeat on her part.

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It's your turn Beatrice, get back here

Is this a solely Bianca thread or can anyone post?

>>42978452
Get in the bag, get on the pyre!

Gotta love the pyre. IT'S PERFECTOO!

>>42978581
Anyone can post. Rogue Trader and/or lewd storytime especially welcome.

>>42974188
Have you been commissioning bondage artists on dA to draw your party?

I almost wish I had the balls and disposable income to do that.

>>42978738
See here for more info: >>42978069

But to answer your question, no. I haven't commissioned them to draw the party. That'd be indecent of mine. While I make no secret of my tastes, I don't throw them at people who don't want them. Of course, some party members DID want them...

Very few of these commissions were done by me, though. I just happen to be blessed with some very good friends. I made sure to return the favour, however.

>>42978651
In that case, I offer:
>The perilous adventures of the fiery Cometary, silver age super.
>The sagas of Adrienne Severin, peasant-paladin.
>The many campaigns of ace orbital fighter pilot, Su-jin Seo.

I have Rogue Trader stories, but they're fairly dull.

>>42978843
Well, I've enjoyed having a look thorough your page. You have pretty good tastes, EiOP.

>>42978651
I've got a GURPS story involving a character with various 'advantages' that ended up being a hazard to herself and also lewd in the context it was used in. Would that be fitting?

>>42978878
Give us your Rogue Trader tales! Embroider them! Make them grand! Rise to the occassion and write like a god!

>>42978881
Why thank you. I still need to work on those profiles. I am always interested in new people to write with.

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>>42978924
By all means, fire away.

As for me, I think I will be going to bed now. But if the thread is still up, I will return with the tale of how exactly Amaretto avoided her own witch-trial and ended up Saint of Keene.

Once the RT game I'm running is over, I really need to get somebody to draw the party. I'd like to give all the players a picture of the characters at the end of the last session.

Sadly I don't have any particularly funny stories from the game. Well, there is a sort of a running gag that's dveeloped where the PCs end up somehow pissing off a RT from a rival dynasty who really hates their guts. So far they've bought his office from under him, snuck into his new office and stolen some papers as well as a crate of expensive wine, fought and killed his atropath and turned the skull into a servoskull (which the RT drilled a hole into because he really wanted a navigator skull, but had to return the one he had found to its house for proper burial) and saved his ass from getting eaten by zombies (so he now owes the PCs his life).
Also the RT mostly leads by swearing at his men and the senechal has to keep him from selling the crew to slavery whenever they fail to obey him (and the one time he wasn't around to stop him he sold all the rebellious crewmembers to the Stryxis).

More shenanigance and maybe lewds might happen once he gets married (he's already arranged a marriage with the sister of a head of a powerful dynasty he's allied with, but the actual wedding hasn't occurred yet).

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>>42978929
>I am always interested in new people to write with.

>>42978977
Eyup.

Prepare to be inundated with anons, Lady-Admiral.

>>42978929
Nah, we had a seriously shitty RT GM and the campaign died with a whimper. I'd be making stuff up whole cloth.

>>42979032
Well, I mostly just use that account for accessing content and keeping into touch with a few artists and people I write with.

Shoot me a line if you're interested.

>>42974376
You mentioned the other thread,
>Reminds me of the moronic thief I had who ended up caught by the same pirate lord she tried to rob.

I wouldn't mind hearing more.

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>>42978924
Alright then!

So the game in-question is a high-fantasy game, the sort where angel-blooded pryomancers and half-ogre engineers (the sort that invent mobile tanks by hoisting a cannon onto their backs and charging) were the sort to be in the party. My character was a martial artist trained in the school of Dragon-Man Kung-Fu (this is actually a martial art in the GURPS book for such things; in-game it was called by the character "Breath-In Claw-Out"). Because of her draconic heritage that she had trained with, Francesca had fiery breath, self-regeneration, reduced need for sleep, tough skin (although NOT scales, which is important later), wings, and could quickly recover from unconsciousness, all in the form of a fit, combat-focused tomboy. What she notably did NOT have was brains, stealth, or social skills.

During downtime, she told the party that she would investigate a corrupt nobleman that the others had wanted to look into, but were too busy with their own downtime to check. Of course, for Francesca, "investigate" meant "beat up". So she went to his manor, knocked down the door, and demanded to see said noble; the guards, not wanting to let her through, started fighting her with trickery and guile. Although she was fierce and physically-powerful, her skin was not covered in scales... so, when the poison-coated blades left minor, non-painful marks on her body, she didn't even notice her muscles getting tired and her eyelids getting heavier...

>>42979281
Continuation?

>>42978878
I'm interested in the space fighter or the paladin.

Kind of wondering if /tg/'s interested when it's the ladyknight getting tied up.

>You will never have a group good enough to play P&P RPGs with full to the brim of humour and bondage lewds in a perfect balance that titilates but doesn't venture full into ERP territory.

I envy you, OP.

>>42979493
>Kind of wondering if /tg/'s interested when it's the ladyknight getting tied up.
Most definitely! Switch master race.

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>>42979281
When she woke up, poor Francesca was tied-up with chains forged from meteoric-iron (which I had explicitly-mentioned to the GM and the party weakened her). Expecting herself to have been killed, the girl quickly learned that because of her "exotic" and "hardy" nature, the noble had other things in-mind for her. Things that a near-tireless, pain-resistant, self-healing, and muscular girl would be perfect for him to do.

So, two weeks pass by, and Francesca learns over the course of it that the man, other than his extravagant wealth and taste for violence and kinkiness, was actually not all that corrupt, and indeed was a charming man that simply had too much money, too much imagination, and not enough common sense. He was actually wholly-against the various forces of corruption that plagued the region, he kept the peasants that lived in his land happy and not heavily-taxed, and was overall a good source of entertainment.
She'd learned all of this over the course of the week's worth of aftercare and pillowtalk, which she quickly learned to stop screaming about all the pseudo-rape and domination once she realized he was being careful, sane, and semi-consensual with her. By the time the party finally beat down his door to figure out where the hell their unarmed specialist had went, they found her, according to the GM, "basking in the afterglow of another session, giddy as a schoolgirl and wondering aloud when Baron Castwell would return for round two."

>>42979493
>>42979603
Literal ladyknight or space-knight?

>>42979726
Either is fine. Fantasy bondage and scifi bondage are both great fun.

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>>42979750
Su-Jin Seo was a phenomenal pilot, who made ace in a day on the opening eve of the second lunar succession war. What she also was was very bad at landing. In some of her defence, she usually had to try and land with bits of her fighter missing or haemmoraging fuel, but she also fluffed every other landing she tried to make too. Her fighter(s...) got the nose-art "Starcat" for her uncanny ability to survive hitting tarmac, lunar soil, and carrier metal at 700-1000+ kph; she landed on her feet, and presumably had nine lives she was burning through at an alarming rate.

This sets the scene for her mission with the rest of her flight over a Lunar supply base. Against a small army of drones and a few enemy pilots, she and the other pilots manage to clear the skies enough for attack craft to come in. But tragically, her elevator-fin sustained damage, and she was left arching gracefully into the lunar surface... Miraculously, she regained consciousness just /inside/ the lunar base, having crashed through the wall, and the base's auto-sealing mechanisms sealing her inside. But, just as she extracted herself from the craft to make her escape, she found herself facing a few dozen rifles, and reluctantly put her hands up...

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>>42979281
So long story short, when the campaign ends, Francesca elopes with this Baron Castwell guy because he flipped a switch and scratched an itch inside of her that she didn't realize she had, and happily became a minor noblewoman of the country. According to the GM, "her lineage was one filled with dragonblessed descendants, and her marriage to Lord Castwell was a happy one... although, one that few of her compatriots chose to visit, seeing as both husband and wife were VERY enthusiastic in renewing their vows and trying out new things as often as possible".

Then I went and started dating the GM; we are still a happy couple, and sometimes when things get slow we decide to pick back up the continuing adventures that Castwell and Francesca have in the sack.


Hopefully people enjoyed my story!

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>>42980026
Please, do continue.

>>42980045
This is completely adorable.

>>42980045
>obligatory r u a grill?

Seriously though, well done. Living the dream.

Since there are only around a dozen or so people interested in this and the restraining clothes/ladyknight thread, might it be worth migrating to an IRC channel where we can have more in-depth discussion?

These threads are certainly relevant to my interests, but they aren't 100% /tg/ related and I'd rather not incur the ire of the no-fun-allowed puritan anti-lewd fags. I suppose they could always just ignore them.

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>>42980026
Su-jin was promptly taken in and interrogated at length; being tied down, she was simplistically water-tortured, having her head held under a tub of water until she started to choke and then being drawn up. Despite her dishonourably rough treatment, she didn't give away much, but worse was in store for her between sessions...

Captain Greta Something-or-other her nickname OOC, too wanted a pet. And a star-cat sounded entirely fine to her. Su-jin was taken to her quarters, restrained, of course, before being rapidly re-dressed for her role; she was quickly mittened to keep her hands in suitably paw-like shake, and her thighs and ankles were bound together to ensure she wouldn't be standing up straight, but most deviously, her cat-eared headband included a set of plugs, while the collar she was fitted with had an intelligent neural net built into it. With the plugs in, constant grey noise was played to ensure she couldn't hear anything except cutesy cat sounds (clicking tounge, "here puss-puss" style cooing, etc), while the collar was designed to give her a painful shock if it felt her trying to form words; only meowing, purring, and other catlike noises were permitted. As such, she could be safely brought to meetings or made to crawl around the base without hearing sensitive information, and remaining unable to speak to anyone about her predicament...

The following session, after she was rescued, she stoically reported to the other pilots that unspeakable things had happened to her, and that they were never to speak of it again.

>>42980384
If you've got one, post it.

>>42980391
Well that got dark quickly. I thought she's just get bound, gagged and thrown in a cell. The scifi petplay stuff was cool though.

>>42980429
Sure, I just set one up. #Amaretto on Rizon

>>42980622
We did the water torture fairly "cartoonishly", to be fair; no trauma, just incredible embarassment at having to meow for a busty space-nazi for a week.

>>42980759
Well, the latter part sounds pretty fun. As for torture, I generally prefer something more light hearted, like sexual teasing.

>>42980384
>I suppose they could always just ignore them.
This is what you're supposed to be doing, if it's honestly not fit for the board the mods will take care of it
Leaving because of assholes is a stupid thing to do

>>42980384
>>42980660
Why?
Does anyone have a problem with us staying here? The only guy who was against those threads posted once then left after someone asked him why he would stick around in a thread he didn't like

>>42980903
I don't think so, and the impression I'm getting from the other thread is that people don't want to migrate. It was just an idea, so no worries.

>>42980660
I am in traffic and on my phone, I won't be able to access it for a least another hour and I would hate to miss anything, can we please stick to the thread?

>>42980903
seconding this. This is just themed storytime, and if storytime isn't /tg/ related anymore, then we need a new board to replace /tg/. Despite what the no-fun-allowed crowd says, /tg/ is more than quest threads and edition wars generals.

Besides, we have a weekly smut thread and an ERP general. This is at LEAST as /tg/ related as those are, if not moreso.

I mean, for fuck's sake, this is 4chan. This is a worksafe board but we're not posting porn. Show me what rule this violates and I'll happily cede it should move.

>>42980971
Get with the times, bro'

>we have a weekly smut thread
It got shitposted off the board

>and an ERP general
It got banned to /soc/ over a year ago.

>>42980971
>we had a weekly smut thread

Fixed. It was forced onto /d/ nearly two months ago.

>>42980924
Of course, it was just a suggestion and the consensus is to keep it in the tread.

>>42981011
>>42981041
Fuck, have those filters been obsolete? And for so long?

Eh, my real point still stands - fetishy as it may be, it's still storytime from traditional games, and I don't think anyone's claimed those aren't /tg/ related.

>>42981068
Yet.

Well, I was sitting on a tempban for off-topic, so I'm gonna guess this thread's considered off-topic. I'm happy to abide by that. Was nice storytime, guys.

>>42981159
In that case IRC might be wise. I'd rather not incur the wrath of the mods.

>>42981159
Wait, what post?

>>42981159
Are you the one doing the storytime?

>>42981159
For the other thread? What post? Nothings been deleted yet, though a temporary ban could mean it's still under review

>>42981159
If this thread was off topic it would be deleted, and if it was even if you stop right now you'd still earn yourself a ban
I would say keep going, becauseif story timing is off topic, which I pray to God it's not because then this board really will be dead, you will get banned either way, and if it's not off-topic you won't be informed you're not being banned and this thread will just keep existing until it dies

Well, nothing else seems to be happening I guess. For reference I was su-jin storyanon

Hey OP
Who did you get to draw this?
>>42942162

Bump in hopes of more story time

>>42974188
Haven't I seen porn of this character before?

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>>42985801
Define porn

>>42983394
Quelico. That one was a gift to a friend, however, and paid for fair and square.

>>42983001
I am returning.

>>42981264
Nope, that's me.

>>42980660
I have no idea how this even works, so I think I will stay out of it. Nice choice of name, however.

>>42979493
>Kind of wondering if /tg/'s interested when it's the ladyknight getting tied up.

I want to see the ladyknight fall afoul of evil adventurers. All that paranoia of hers must be justified somehow.

>>42979228
>>Reminds me of the moronic thief I had who ended up caught by the same pirate lord she tried to rob.

Ah, yes, Amelie the Airhead and Korath the Warlord. I'll see about writing that one up shortly.

>>42979032
>Nah, we had a seriously shitty RT GM and the campaign died with a whimper. I'd be making stuff up whole cloth.

Well, that's just sad. Sorry to hear it.

>>42986680
>I have no idea how this even works, so I think I will stay out of it. Nice choice of name, however.
It's quite straightforward. You just need an IRC client.

>>42986680
Titties out, getting fucked.

I know I've seen it.

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>>42986951
Nothing I know of. But then again, I don't keep track of the fanart of her, either.

So then, to take things in a more roleplaying and less lewd direction, let's go back to Keene.

For those of you who don't know, Keene happened to be a feudal world that had once been a colony in the Polian Empire. Having uncovered the coordinates, the Lady-Admiral and her crew set out to bring it back into the fold.

As we covered in the last thread, their ships got the shit kicked out of them by some Rak'Gol that happened to be chillin' nearby and harvesting warpstone from the local moon. It was all very tragic. The flagship burning, the Dynasty heads forced to escape on mere Assault Boats, the wine collection left behind and even the pet velociraptors eaten. Oh, and a good 80.000 people died too, I guess.

What followed was a dire crash-landing upon the surface of Keene, where the Lady-Admiral and her meager party found themselves landing in the base camp of a massive human army that happened to be fighting off a horde of slavering, Chaos-worshipping mutants. Oh, and said mutants happened be rallying under the banner of the Amarettian dynastty.

To make matters worse, our attempts at diplomacy failed utterly. The knights considered Amaretto a witch, armed with fell magics and bad language. They looked ready to pounce on us, so Amaretto stepped forward to offer herself up as a hostage. She'd come quietly, if the knights would let her servants leave in piece.

So, they agreed to this. Amaretto was bound in chains and gagged with a cloth to keep her from casting any spells. An iron weight was tied to her ankle and she was marched off to a local lake, to be tested for being a witch.

Having been briefly ungagged to meet these accusations, Amaretto struck a bargain with them.

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>>42987356
>We'll be testing ye for being a witch. If ya come out of the lake, ye be a witch. If ye drown, ye be a woman.
>Very well. But I will offer you another condition. If I drown, but do not die, then surely I must be under His Divine Protection.
>Huh?
>It stands to reason. If I do not use magic to escape, then I am no witch. If I drown, I am a woman. If I drown but do not die, then it can only be His Will.
>Err...

After some cajoling, they agreed to these terms. Even the GM was flabbergasted at this point. But seeing as the rest of the party were fuckin around elsewhere, there wasn't much else that could be done.

So in she went. Sinking to the bottom of the lake and quickly succumbing to the waters down below.

>GM: So.. uh.. what do you do?
>I quietly wait for the Emperor's salvation, as best as I can.
>GM: Okay, you sure?
>Yes
>GM: Really sure?
>Yes
>GM: Alright, burn a Fate point to survive drow-OOOOOH...
>Yes, I'll remove one right now.
>GM: Okay, and get one back again, because that was awesome.

So they fished Amaretto out again several hours later and, by some miracle, she was still alive. Truly, it seemed that fate had interceeded on Amaretto's behalf. This didn't earn her the worship of the local population, however.

In fact, their natural reaction was quite reasonable. They locked her in chains and called the local witch hunter to look into these shenanigans.

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>>42977370
>at's why Lady Amaretto spent the next week or so sitting tied up in an Arbite cell.
>Go on...

Greetings; I'm the player and creator of Judge Cabretti. Very flattered you wish to see her get REALLY out of line with Bianca. I may just make it happen soon since there seems to be clamoring for it...

oh man these stories are great.

>>42978292
Hey, really enjoying the storytime.

Just a quick, probably obnoxious fyi:
Regarding the mercenaries, the singular is Landsknecht, plural is Landsknechte.
Regarding the weapons, Zweihaender is both singular and plural.

>>42974188

Why does she greet in Spanish while having pseudo-Italian names?

>>42992778
Because in the 40k universe, pre imperium cultures/languages have been mostly forgotten and elements of them mashed together by patricians in order to sound fancy?

OP is a fag who doesn't know much about romantic languages?

I dunno, anon.

>>42992792

No Google? Or movies? No The Godfather?

>>42992867
Google is probably haunting Mars at this point in the 40k universe, and I suspect that movies which don't overtly praise the Emprah are very rare.

>>42992867
>>42992919
The Godfather was reshot as a biopic of the Emperor with HEAVY edits.

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>>42992618
Thank you.

>>42992722
Thank you and thank you on the correction. I never studied German, but as a Swede I should really know better.

>>42992778
>>42992792
>>42992867
>>42992919
As I am fond of saying when asked if Amaretto is from Spain or Italy, I just say "She's from everywhere"

To give a more serious answer. Polio, her homeworld, started out as almost entirely Venice-inspired. But as I developed it, I ended up taking more and more inspiration from Spain. To be more exact, the conquistadors and their habit of throwing bibles at people and kicking natives in the crotch.

So let's cover the Dynasty real quick before we get back to the shenanigans on Keene.

The Amarettian Dynasty is an old and distinguished one, hailing from the very days of Vandine Gouge and his Reign of Blood. Their founding father was one Cardinal Soto Amaretto, Governor of the Shrine-World of Madonna. While originally supporting Gouge during all this madness, he quickly turned to join the loyalist factions when he saw which way the wind was blowing. As a result, he wasn't exected. Merely exiled with a Warrant of Trade of his very own.

Now, at the present time, the Amarettian Dynasty has moved in to settle a Paradise World of their very own in the Calixis Sector. Participating in the early days of the Angevian Crusade, they managed to snag and claim the world as their very own under the stern and bloodthirsty leadership of one Lady-Captain Furiosa Amaretto. The world, renamed Polio, has since become their home and the centerpiece of their pocket-empire.

< con >

>>42993250
It can't be coincidence that the world was named Polio. Perhaps the Emperor reached out through the Warp to 'av a giggle. Or worse, Nurgle.

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>>42993250
As a world, Polio has a single pangea-ish continent flanked by a myriad of large and small islands. The climate is predominally mediterrean along the coastline, with it getting progressivly warmer inland as the pastoral villages give way to jungles and beasts. To make a long story short, the Amarettians spend furious amounts of money to keep the place as pastoral and idyllic as they possible can, as the many, many, MANY members of their family likes their sunset-covered villas surrounded by the most idyllic countryside possible. Including designer-constructed ruins to give the place a bit of that ancient history so many other worlds boast about. The previous xeno population and their little cities and technological marvel simply had to go.

All of this costs a great deal of money and resources, of course, especially when there's a tithe to consider. Which was why they had, at great expense and greater effort, their ancestral home at Madonna moved all the way into orbit around Polio. The Pearl, they call it. A moon that has been hollowed-out over millenia of mining and then build up over millenia more.

Now it is a bastion, a city and a factory all at once. Around its equator runs a series of gargantuan dry-docks, capable of repairing, refurbishing and indeed, constructing everything up to cruiser-class ships. This forms their primary export, as they build both components and ships with the aid of the Adeptus Mechanicus. Meanwhile, the lunar surface itself is covered in macro-batteries, point defence guns and lances. These are then criss-crossed by an underground monorail network that connects all the inhabited, domed cities. Cities that a modern day viewer would recognize as very much like a most beautiful Venice, cast in perpetual, starry night.

Now, all of this is all fine and dandy, but where do they get all their money from to support a place that isn't a shithole? Simple! They go loot all the planets waiting out there out in the Koronus Expanse!

>>42993301
So where did Lady Bianca develop her fondness for alcohol and bondage fetish?

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>>42993283
I would like to claim that there is some clever reasoning behind the name, but no. It was just part of a theme naming alongside the mafia-world of Salmonella and the oft-mentioned but never seen Battlefleet Clamydia.

>>42993310
>Alcohol
That she took to with gusto after leaving her sheltered, almost nun-like existence aboard her father's armada. With it came a love of song, dance and culture in general. A murder-boner for Xenos and a fondness for shooting things she already had from her time spent tagging along on the Amarettians' murder-crusades.

>Bondage
That she has no fondness for whatsoever. Or rather, none that she would admit to. The Lady-Admiral simply has the misfortune to always end up in those lewd and sordid situations. Having an explosive personality fueled by piety and alcohol certainly doesn't help, either.

>>42993301
So, the Amarettian Dynasty is organized primarily around supporting their high standards of living on the core-world of Polio. And, of course, making enormous amounts of money. All in the name of the Emperor, of course.

To this end, they go into the Expanse in their enormous, over-kitted Armadas of warships. Intent on furiously purging all Xenos who dare inhabit worlds they desire and take them from their own. Or, if the population be human, equally furiously convert them to the one proper faith... and taking their worlds in the process.

All in all, it works out quite well for them. They plunder and settle worlds in the Expanse to fuel their next expedition, becoming a perpetual machine of warfare, plunder and evangelism. Though the dynasty does tend to wax and wane depending on just how successful they are at the present. Especially noticable when their long line of Warrant-Holders have a tendency to be puritan, hotheaded, semi-insane warmongers. A trait they are all too happy to promote in their followers and the general population.

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>>42993395
>That she has no fondness for whatsoever. Or rather, none that she would admit to.

I think it's time for some CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT.

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>>42993395
To ensure that their conquests go smoothly, the Amarettians need dedicated troops. They happily give a tithe of them away to the Imperium's warmachine, but the majority of their ground forces are fueled into their perpetual conquest-crusades. To this end, they instill a high order of martial pride and nationalism in their population. Earning fame and fortune on a crusade is the highest of virtues. The fact that this has resulted in a puritanical, hotheaded culture favouring dueling in the street and fighting cyber-enhanced bulls is seen as an unexpected bonus.

Now, if anyone is interested, I once statted out their basic troops in Only War as a custom Regiment. You have the regular Conquestors, who serve as their main fighting arm and is made up of commoners of all sorts.

AMARETTIAN CONQUESTORS

HOMEWORLD:
1P Polio Prime (Imperial World)
+3 Willpower, +3 Ballistic Skill
Common Lore: (Creed, Imperium) Linguistics: (Low Gothic)
Blessed Ignorance: -5 Forbidden Lore
Kill the Mutant: Hatred (Mutants)
Wounds: Unmodified

COMMANDER:
2P Captain Vencedor
Choleric (Rapid Reaction)

REGIMENT:
2P Line Infantry
+3 Strength, -3 Intelligence
Athletics, Rapid Reload
Standard Kit: M36 Lasgun, four charge packs, IG Flak armour.
Two frag grenades and two krak grenades.

DOCTRINE:
5P Close-Quarters Battle
Double Team
Standard Kit: 1 mono knife, 1 light carapace armour.
Special: +10 bonus to all Ballistic Skill Tests made at Point-Blank Range.
1P Reliquary
Unshakeable Faith, +10 Willpower. Must carry banner into battle.

DRAWBACK:
+4P Honour Bound
-10 Willpower Test to refuse formal challenge/major slight

EQUIPMENT:
10P GQ Filtration Plugs (Skullmask included)
13P BQ Melee Attachments
10P BQ Light Carapace
5P GQ Lasgun

FAVOURED
Flamers
Autocannons

( Continued)

>>42993407
R-Ru-oh....

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>>42993481
Secondly, we have the Amarettian Shooting Companies. Units of flamboyant nobles who sign up in their youth to earn some proper combat experience. Since they sit behind the lines and take potshots with their long rifles, they are much less manly than the frontline troops. But they make up for it with having dapper clothes and dapper guns.

Surprisingly enough, the Lady-Admiral served in this capacity and still came out as having more bravery than common sense.

MARETTIAN SHOOTING COMPANY

HOMEWORLD:
1P Polio Prime (Highborn)
+3 Fellowship, +3 Weapon Skill
Common Lore: (Administratum) Linguistics: (High Gothic)
Duty and Honour: -/+ 10 to Social Tests when dealing with commoners/highborn
The Finest Tutors: Air of Authority
Wounds: -1 Wound

COMMANDER:
2P Captain Valiente
Sanguine (Die Hard)

REGIMENT:
2P Line Infantry
+3 Strength, -3 Intelligence
Athletics, Rapid Reaction
Standard Kit: M36 Lasgun, four charge packs, IG Flak armour.
Two frag grenades and two krak grenades.

DOCTRINE:
4P Sharpshooters
Deadeye Shot
2P Snipers
+2 Ballistic Skill, Marksman, long-las (Main weapon)
2P Defenders of the Faith
+3 Willpower, Common Lore (Ecclesiarchy), Unshakeable Faith

DRAWBACK:
+4P Honour Bound
-10 Willpower Test to refuse formal challenge/major slight

EQUIPMENT:
10P Targeter
10P Red-Dot Laser Sight
10P BQ Flak Armour

FAVOURED:
Plasma Guns
Lascannons

>>42993481
>R-Ru-oh....

You say that as if booze and bondage aren't the greatest things in life assuming you don't mix them cause that shit's dangerous.

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>>42993555
Well, I suppose it is only fair to point out that the Lady-Admiral is a firm beleiver in an eye for an eye. So there can be some.. ahem.. creative punishments for the ones who try and depose her with a good ol', lewd-filled assassination.

Pic related. This is how the Lady-Admiral repayed the Scintillan noblegirl who tried to have her drowned

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>>42993661
>Heartgear

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>>42993669
>Bestgear

My personal dream is to have Amaretto drawn by an artist who is fully into the Warhammer universe, to capture that insane, skull-and-purity-seal insane aesthetic. I've considered just throwing a bunch of references on 'Gear and having her go nuts with the design

Pic related. As much as I am loathe to acknowledge FFG's piss-poor NPCs (Seriously, the richest man in Koronus has a fucking GQ Power Axe!?), I do give Chorda a pass for being the Grand Peacock of Koronus.

>>42993713
>My personal dream is to have Amaretto drawn by an artist who is fully into the Warhammer universe, to capture that insane, skull-and-purity-seal insane aesthetic.

I got the impression LOZ didn't know what he was doing. He's a great artist, but can't draw anything grimdark.

>>42993748
That was more by design than by his fault, actually. I didn't want to burden him with learning an entire artstyle that he had no familiarity with. So I kept it simple and got the basics done. Which works quite well as a picture. I just forgot the darn corset.

But yes, I would love to grimdark her the fuck up, but still keeping the beauty. Not everyone has to look like shit in the Imperium. Especially not if you're rich.

>>42993802
Oh, keep her pretty. I more meant the other characters, like the Arch Militant with a 21st century rifle.

>>42993813
>like the Arch Militant with a 21st century rifle.

Wait, now you lost me. Who? The knights escorting her?

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>>42993900

>>42993917
Oh, right. Zila was not designed for 40k primarily. She originated in Feng Shui, actually. But hey, even that M16 is pretty close to an Autogun. She prefers Autocannons, though.

In general, I try to make characters who can function in many different settings. On the one hand, it's rather lazy of me so I don't have to make too many characters. On the other hand, it also forces me to give them some actual personalities.

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>>42993941
>In general, I try to make characters who can function in many different settings. On the one hand, it's rather lazy of me so I don't have to make too many characters. On the other hand, it also forces me to give them some actual personalities.
That makes sense.

I did really like this design: the way LOZ draws legs and feet, stockings and shoes is amazing.

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>>42993964
Yes, I was very happy with that one. Lilja's an ol' classic of mine. Maximum Magical Realm, I admit, but with an actual personality attached.

>>42994038
Isn't most of your stuff magical realm? You have a brown, well dressed patrician with a taste for fine wine. Not that there's anything wrong with any of those.

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>>42994117
I guess that depends on how you define magical realm. I reserve Magical Realm for explicitly bondage stuff. The rest I view as character traits. But maybe I'm just playing semantics here.

Though to be fair, those characters are just my explicitly Magical Realm-allowed characters. I have an equal or greater amount of male characters who are strictly people, no fetishes.

Pic related. How I astropath.

>>42980391
How have I never seen this picture of Selvaria before...?
Well, I'm taking it.

Why has this not been archived yet? We should archive this. Archiving is good. Archiving is love. Archiving is life.

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>>42994215
Selvaria is best girl. Alicia a shit. Welkin a double-shit.

Wendy can come, though.

Now, since there was a request for it, let's cover the exploits of the equally dumb and lucky wannabe pirate girl Amelie.

Amelie was created for Mutants and Masterminds originally as my idea of a female spin on the usual "dumb muscle" archetype. Essentially a telekinetic bruiser with more power than sense, but at least with her heart in the right place.

However, since then, I've also used a non-powered version of her. Just as dense, but with god-tier agility to make up for it. Essentially a monkey of a girl, able to leap, climb and squeeze her way into anywhere possible. She's had many adventures of her own, of course. From serving as the (un)willing jester of a Warlord to being the idiotic minion of an evil Abbess to, as we will cover in the next post, the favorite pet/minion/non-sexual concubine of the notorious Dread Pirate Korath.

So, with many an adventure, everything starts with the heist of the decade. Only rather than Brad Pitt and George Clooney hijinks, our story will focus on one wannabe pirate and her attempts to infiltrate the fortified cove of a pirate powerful enough to amass his own armada. Lewdness may follow.

>>42994379
>>42978292
That's a good point, especially with moe not being around anymore.

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>>42994174
Fuck, that last pic just broke my heart.

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>>42994438
Dammit, if you're talking about pinkie here, you better not leave out her time with the Maxine, or her brief time as a Reb Brown style action hero and was bodyguarded by the 11 year old version of Deathstroke...

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>>42994742
Well, that one falls on you to elaborate on, dear friend. Though Amelie DID have a tendency to be paired up with smarter, younger gals, that seldom lead to lewdness on its own. Though there was that time Amelie mistook a mob hit on herself for a movieshoot. Cement was involved.

>>42994438
Pardon the delay. I got caught up in some chats all over the place.

Now then, let's continue.

Our enterprising pirate girl managed to infiltrate Korath's fortified cove through a great more luck than skill. Hiding herself in a chest of silken fabrics, she managed to smuggle herself aboard one of his lesser vessels.

The fortified hideout was an ancient temple carved into the very rock of the cove, in which Korath had set up his own fortress, hid his treasure hoard and, of course, housed his harem. Not that Amelie even knew what a harem was. She figured it had something to do with pigs.

Security was tight around the cove's exterior, but indoors it was far more relaxed. Not that raunchy and rowdy pirates were running up and down, but there was certainly a lot more of a casual air inside the fortress. Which was just the right atmosphere for a wannabe rogue to exploit.

So she made her way all to the treasure chamber, bypassing its iron-wrought doors through a crevice only she was small enough to exploit. Finding herself in a room overflowing with gold, art and assorted treasures, she dove right into the pile and began to line her pockets.

Completely missing the hulking, former Nubian prince having a leisurly pipe-smoke at one of the stolen thrones dotted around the room. He, for his part, was more curious than alarmed. Even as Amelie lined her pockets and put on jewellry worthy for fifteen overdressed queens, he just casually watched on. He was especially amused when Amelie tried to leave, struggling just to walk under the weight of all her loot.

>"So, what exactly is the next step in your plan here?"
>"Eh?"

< Continued >

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>>42995027
Seizing her by the cheeks, he lifted the girl up to eye-level, coins and jewels clattering to the floor. Amelie didn't struggle, but she sure kept on talking. His hands kept her muffled, of course, but she made up for that with sheer volume.

>"See, I was just wondering how you were planning on making it out with all that gold, commandeer a ship AND outrun the eventual pursuit fleet"
>"Mmmdnt thmmght thmmt fmmr mmhmmd..."

The simple honesty that she seriously hadn't considered HOW to even rob him set Korath roaring with laughter. So much it drove Amelie into a red-faced, indignant fury. What followed was what can best be described as a fight between a Level 20 Fighter and a very energetic monkey. Not that she accomplished much, but Amelie sure tried her very best.

All the while, the noise of the one-sided brawl reached the ears of Korath's personal attendants. A trio of harem attired women trained not just in song, dance and etiquette, but in how to put a knife through the throat of anyone who dared to harm their master.

As they asked what exactly the laughing Korath and the irate Amelie was up to, he simply threw the monkey-girl into their waiting arms.

>"Bathe her, dress her and bring her to me. I'll be down in the garden"

Lewdness followed. But NOT the kind you would expect.

>>42994438
I haven't even played Valkyria Chronicles, I just use Selvaria as the visual reference for one of my characters... But even I know that Marina is best, you filthy heathen.

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I've played the straight man to a lot of Amelie's incarnations, and love pinkie to death...even if that's occasionally literal. Sadly, I'm not as good a story teller as your host here, but I'll try to with the usual Brain to Amelie's Pinky. Maxine, an 11 year old uberkid (from Feng Shui; imagine vat grown children with photograhic memories, reflexes, and IQ's that go into the 200's) had, at one time, been the one in charge of overseeing the various CDCA experiments that made Amelie both airheaded and a telekinetic of x-men proportions, and in a developed twinge of empathy, also engineered her escape from the lab. The pair then proceed to have a series of misadventures of the properly cinematic/TV variety, such as bringing wrath down on gangsters extorting whatever is their favorite dim sum restaurant at the time. Hilarity and the occasional bondage ensues in the downtime, especially when Amelie treats Max like a bratty little sister or when Amelie threatens to make too public a scene.

>>42979281
>>42979621
>>42980045
How the hell did the other players not get disgusted by all of this?

>>42996458
Not who you're referencing, but there's many tastes, and it is know to happen that people with the same will find each other.

>>42996458
>Stop liking what I don't like!

>>42996458
Well, when the other players have similar tastes, there's little issue.

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>>42993964
She's not always alone, it seems.

>>42997749
Couldn't they just free each other?

>>42990030
Consider it done! Arbite my ass, pigcopper!

>>42998666
Hands could be tied?

>>42996458
Not everyone's a prude?

Bump in case more stories

>>43006276
I'm still waiting for
>>42995148
>Lewdness followed. But NOT the kind you would expect.
YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE US HANGING ON THAT

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>>42995148
And here we go, carrying on from where we left off.

For a pirate lord, Korath had remarkably refined taste. His harem was no bauwdy den of sin, but a room full of silk, pillows, books and all sorts of diversions for the midriff-baring women within to spend their time on. He had a whole lot of said women, of course, each one dressed up more elegantly (and more revealingly) than the next.

And then there was Amelie. Screaming, biting, kicking and fighting all the way into the pool as the three women stripped her, bathed her and almost made her presentable. They could never quite manage to wash whatever gunk she'd stuffed into her hair to make it halfway pink rather than blonde, but they sure tried.

So a few hours or so, while Korath was still lounging about in a small but beautiful garden he'd cultivated inside his pirate fortress, his three harem girls come to deposit Amelie. Still angry, still struggling, but now done up just as stylishly as the other women. And bound hand and foot with a forward hogtie, at that. A cloth stuffed in her mouth and kept in with a bit of rope.

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>>42998666
>>43000880
But of course they are.

>>42990030
Well, there was also that discussion on what happens when Lady Amaretto gets accidentally arrested and sent to a Penal World designed after the Female Boarding School From Hell...

>>42993217
Was it simply renamed The God-Father?

>>42995733
Not to mention the time the Jammers thought it a good idea to smelt Amelie. A lot of ropes were involved in that one.

>>43007730
Now, here comes the part where y'all expect this to enter full Magical Realm and conclude with some hardcore rape of Amelie on behalf of the pirate lord. I'm sure he considered doing that, or that it at least crossed his mind. But as it were, he simply took Amelie by the scruff of her neck and lifted her up to eye-level.

Amelie, still irate, was flailing about in his grip like a very angry housecat. She was mouthing off, of course, but not very much could be heard thanks to the heavy gagging she'd recieved. Curious, Korath set to work experimenting.

>"Mmmghmghmghmmghmghm!"
Gag goes off
>"..and another thing, this entire pirate cove smells like a pigsty, or at least I think it does. I've never been to a pigsty, but going by what I heard, it smells like one. And ANOTHER THI-"
Gag goes on.
>"...MMGHMGHMGHMGHM!"

So he continued to experiment for optimal sound quality. Including testing just how heavily gagged he liked her. And eventually deciding to keep the idiot-thief around, for the sheer amusement of her boundless energy and less-than-stellar capability. He even grew quite fond of her, but wouldn't make a move on her until she was old/sane enough to actually comprehend the entire concept of mating.

He did, however, make her his court jester. Or rather, his court insulter. Someone on a literal leash he could have go around insulting his various Pirate Captains for fun and profit.

This is another thinly veiled lewd thread isn't it?

>>43007976
Read the thread, please. It was never veiled in the first place. We're just sharing roleplaying stories both proper AND lewd, depending on context.

Bump

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>>43007940
>Well, there was also that discussion on what happens when Lady Amaretto gets accidentally arrested and sent to a Penal World designed after the Female Boarding School From Hell...

Excellent plan. St. Trinian's operates on Footfall in my local canon. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jF7MiZ5UxDg

>>42993964

He is pretty good with stockings and feet, especially since he seemingly got over giving characters extremely wide heels.

>>43007940
>Was it simply renamed The God-Father?

Indeed. Also,

>Tommy Wiseau as Don Vito

Eww.

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>>43000880
>>43007940
>But of course they are.

Even fingers? In my experience you can pick apart the knots binding wrists together if you have someone to cooperate with, and work from there.

>>43012674
He has improved a lot since his early days, and his footfag tendencies never get in the way of the rest of his art not that I'd mind.

He just makes the feet cute, along with the rest of the character he is drawing.

Pic related: some princesses I think.

>>43013023
And the lead actor was executed after the premiere for impersonating the Emperor.

>>43013029

Not sure I would call him a full fledged footfag, I think it definitely may be more of a secondary interest.

And yes those are princesses, the one in the blue dress is Elvina, one of LOZ's own characters that he makes use of quite often.

>>43013029
>Even fingers? In my experience you can pick apart the knots binding wrists together if you have someone to cooperate with, and work from there.

The trick is to make them wear secured mittens.

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>>43013081
Oh I know. I bought his comics.

The combo of bondage and feet is fine by me though.

>>43013086
Oh don't I know it. You can never be too secure.

>>43013104

It's one of the reasons I like his stuff, there aren't too many artists who combine feet and bondage like he does.

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>>43013175
I do wish he'd draw actual lewds, but he seems to have some sort of pathological hatred of anything that isn't damsel in distress. Even the term 'bondage' annoys him since it has sexual connotations.

>>43013271

I'm actually kind of glad he doesn't do lewd stuff, as someone who is primarily a footfag I've seen quite a few artists who switch over to that stuff and then never get off.

It's also personally kind of boring as well since clothes can be used in numerous ways and even say something about a character. Once you've seen one nude body you've pretty much seen them all and they start to blend together.

You are right that he pretty much seems to stick to lighter fare and I wouldn't mind if he darkened things up a bit nor if he started making use of the alternative styles he is versed in more often.

>>43013304
Well, you can have clothes and lewds.

>>43007940
>his court insulter. Someone on a literal leash he could have go around insulting his various Pirate Captains for fun and profit.
>court insulter
ok, thats definitely something any modern/scifi noble will now have on retainer

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>>43013317
As much as I'd like to take credit for that, we actually stole that idea from The Stormlight Archive in the form of the King's Wit. Of course, while he had actually witty insults, Amelie was more of an insulting, slapstick-happy irritant... on a leash.

>>43013023
>Tommy Wiseau as Don Vito

Where did that horrid thought come from!?

>>43013304
Seconded. Call me dull, but I generally prefer good, wholesome Damsel in Distress. Having a clothing fetish doesn't help.

>>43013271
I like what he does but most of it is just too samey for me

>>43013366
>Where did that horrid thought come from!?

Because he is the Emperor. Have you not seen the pictures?

>>43013534
I think his problem is that a lot of his work is commissions, leading to smaller pool of content.

"Oh, draw my OC tied up" etc.

>>43013317
That kind of was the actual point of a court jester, though. A professional fool often had the exact job of making fun of powerful people for a living, and thus he could often bring up negative things that other people for diplomatic reasons couldn't. Surprisingly important job.

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>>42996458
Original storyteller here. It was an online game, and I only recently moved to be with the GM. Most of the lewd aspects were kept to private messages, and only a little tiny bit of them slipped into the mainstream game; the party finding Francesca tied-up in the Baron's bedroom was one of only three times her relationship with him was brought up in-game, the other two being when she received a gift from him while she was traveling, and the last being at the end of the game when she married him.

great thread.

>>43010735
Sadly Amaretto won't quite pass for a proper student, but that's okay...the adult inmates of that world have it worse than the students in many ways. Teacher's aides, custodians, still not a good lot to fall in with....

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>>43007940
Don't forget came up with some breakout supporting characters too amidst Amelie careening to her doom and Maxine slaughtering jammer mooks while doing her best imitation of The Transporter. The Flower Power squad and Chump Change now have honored places in my character files.

>>43017769
Yep

>>43014533
>"Oh, draw my OC tied up" etc.
But even then he does so very little with it

>>43022626
He does what the commissioner wants him to do. What, would you prefer that he did something they didn't want him to do?

>>43025408
Point, I just wish there was more variety in what he did, at least in the background or something

But that probably costs extra

>>43018827
>the adult inmates of that world have it worse than the students in many ways
Go on

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>>43018827

A lot of the female students at St. Trinians Scholam are definitely older than they ought to be. Remedial lessons (in zero-gravity volleyball, brothel-keeping, and forgery) have kept may students back a few forms.

>>43014533

Actually I don't think LOZ has done a lot of commissions in a while, for the most part he really seems to do his own thing. I think the pictures of OCs may even just be stuff for friends, maybe as a gift or because he became inspired.

>>43022626

Such is the fate of fetish work, though I'll admit there probably are extra things he could do and shying away from darker tones does lower options. If it's commissioner work, the blame lies solely the commissioner just not being that creative or not putting enough thought into an idea.

>>43029759
>for the most part he really seems to do his own thing.
Huh, I'll have to check them out again then, I stopped following him cause all his commissions were too similar

>>43029759
Well in that case I'll keep an eye on him.

Any chance of more Lady-Admiral storytimes?

THE GLORIOUSNESS OF THE MIGHTY AMARETTO DYNASTY MUST NOT BE LEFT TO LANGUISH UNHEARD!

Any more stories of any sort?


More of this femsub stuff preferable, but...

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>>43033826
>>43037264
I'll be posting some more stories tomorrow if the thread is still up. We'll try to cover some of the crazier misadventures. Like when the Lady-Admiral got in a gunfight with killer ants atop a crashing Fury Interceptor.

>>43038167
Bump

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>>43038167
Look forward to reading them.

>>43041462
Same here

>>43041462
Same.

Bump before bed

>>42974188
bumpity bump

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>>43047968
>>43046369
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>>43043275
>>43041462
>>43040375


Right then. Sorry for the wait, guys. Exam on Friday, so been a tad distracted. But fear not, we'll cover space battles, genocide, giant ants and more!

Now, it just so happened that our noble Dynasty had uncovered yet another long-lost colony of ours. The records were fairly incomplete, so we had neither its name nor its purpose. All we had were the starcharts and those were unreliable at best. On the bright side, we had earlier struck a bargain for the services of a rather esteemed, if creepy, Navigator House. This after capturing/rescuing one of their lesser members from the employ of pirates (A pirate captain the Lady ended up Knighting, as it happened).

So armed with a good Navigator and his half-decent brother, we set off to discover this unknown world. The journey there was no problem, but we did end up in a stand-off between a fleet of Rak'Gol and a fleet of, to us, unknown xenos. What luck! Two genocides for the price of one! And we could avenge the slaughtered Velociraptors, too! All we needed to do was to wait for them to annihilate eachother and then move in to murder the survivor!

Sadly, the Lady-Admiral had other ideas in mind. Ordering the Nova Cannon to be readied for fire, she wanted all hands to prepare to take on both fleets at once. Fighter squadrons were readied, assault boats filled and every man, woman and child prayed for salvation from this madness.

Luckily for them, cooler minds prevailed. As we ended up contacted by both fleets, each of them asking for assistance against the other, Seneschal Antonio just barely managed to convince the Lady-Admiral to NOT be suicidally brave just this once and hear them out. And so we did, ending up with the dilemma of who to choice.

The Velociraptor-eating dinosaur-filth that were the Rak'Gol, or the purple, psychic space ducks that were the Evronians?

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>>43048632
It was a tough decision. While the Lady-Admiral have an almost instinctive hatred for all things psyker, she had also absolutely loved those darling Velociraptors on her. And while the Evronians appeared as trustworthy as a Tzeench-worshipping Skaven, the Rak'Gol were a bunch of uncultured brutes. The Evronians may have been filthy, sneaky, psychic xeno scum, but they were at least POLITE about it.

Yes, the Rak'Gol would have to go. Not only had they humiliated us in the past, but they had the blood of many thousand Polian men and women on their hands. Pausing only long enough to tell the Evronians to watch the fireworks, we fired the Nova Cannon right into the midst of the Rak'Gol ships. Then all hell broke loose.

Luckily for us, we managed to wait out most of the battle by remaining on the side-lines. We launched sorties of hit and run attacks to the Rak'Gol ships, followed by the occassional Nova shot. Meanwhile, the two fleets tore themselves apart in the fighting. But sadly for us, not quite enough for us to confidently take on the Evronians.

So in the end, the Lady-Admiral had to swallow her pride and allow the Evronians to land on the planet that was rightfully ours. Luckily, the xeno beast only wanted to recover crashed ships of theirs from the surface. Fine by us. Saved us the trouble of destroying it later. Still, both of our fleets watched eachother like hawks until the Evronians finally left. A time the Lady-Admiral no doubt spent drowning her bloodthrist in copious amounts of alcohol to keep herself from firing on the fleet anyway.

But let's focus on the planet itself! What we found was no thriving colony, nor a medieval hellhole under siege by our own descendants. No, what we found had no human life whatsoever. What we found... was a treasure-trove of crashed Imperial ships of all sizes and shapes. And all ours for the taking. Ave Imperator, it was salvaging time!

Oh, and ants. A lot of ants.

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>>43048734
Yes, it seemed that we hadn't done enough genocide for one day. Every single one of the bigger ship-hulls were infested by ants the size of battle tanks. And they were without number, crawling all over our precious, precious, lootable ships. Orbital bombardment was out of the question, as was deployment of our valuable Fury Interceptors. But so too was a ground assault. Not that the Lady-Admiral doubted the mettle or the faith of her troops. But even she could see that there were more ants than we had bullets.

No, we would have to use our brain for this one. Or attempt to, at least.

Master Jegudiel brought up our first plan. To capture and study one of these fearsome beasts to see if we could ascertain any kind of convenient weaknesses. Easier said than done, however. Not only were they fearsome beasts, but they only ever left their hives in great numbers to scour the countryside for food. Still, Jegudiel was a man who put his money where his mouth was. Or had been, at any rate. So he offered to go down there in his Hellhound Tank to see if he could personally beat an ant into submission with his trusty Scimitar.

But he would not be alone down there. Seneschal Antonio would be with him to handle the driving of the Hellhound while the Lady-Admiral provided covering fire from her personal Fury Interceptor. Meanwhile, a team of able-bodied men would be waiting nearby with a shuttle to transport the beast with once it was finally captured.

It seemed like a good enough plan. What could go wrong?

Almost everything, as it turned out.

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>>43048795
Now, we had no illusions about taking the entire ant-swarm on at one time. Instead, our plan was to cut a few off from the main pack by scaring them away with the spectacular lascannons of the Fury Interceptor. Then, when we had only a few of them left to worry about, Jegudiel and Antonio would move in with the Hellhound and burn the majority to cinders. Then, once only one or two were left, Jegudiel would disembark to take them on with his Eviscerator-Scimitar. If the Emperor was with us, this would net us a good, live speciment. Or, at least, a corpse or two to dissect.

At first, everything seemed to be working out exactly as we planned. The ants were driven back by the Fury and the tank moved in to take them on. The problem was that we had underestimated the tenacity of these beats. Rather than crumbling and burning, they charged the tank. And with their mandibles, they began to tear the poor Hellhound apart.

Jegudiel, displaying the bravery that earned him a spot on the Lady-Admiral's crew, jumped out of the tank to engage every single one of them in melee. That was what saved him from exploding along with Antonio when the Hellhound's fuel tanks ruptured. Still, he was hard-pressed and would soon be overwhelmed. Which was when the Lady-Admiral had the bright idea to ram the ants from the air, hoping to pick up Jegudiel for a speedy rescue while she was on it.

This went... a bit so-so, to be honest. True, she splattered a few of the beasts across the armoured windshield. But by then, Jegudiel had already fallen. And when she pulled up, she had a good ten of the beasts clinging to the hull of her Fury. So she did the only sensible thing.

She opened the windshield.

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>>43048853
Opening the windshield, Amaretto got up on the Fury's nose and began to shoot the ants off one by one. An effort that was met with great success. Until the Fury remembered that with no one at the controls, it really ought to crash. So down it fell, exploding with tremendous force as the plasma engine detonated.

Next time, we'll cover what happens when you get a Tech-Priest, a spymaster and a drunken Lady-Admiral inside your anthill. And how exactly you get an ant addicted to alcohol.

>>43013081
>Not sure I would call him a full fledged footfag
Are you kidding? Go buy the Fantasy Frontier comics, especially the later ones.

Or shit, look at his twitter, he posts half the comic there anyway.

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>>43048870
>Next time, we'll cover what happens when you get a Tech-Priest, a spymaster and a drunken Lady-Admiral inside your anthill. And how exactly you get an ant addicted to alcohol.

>>43048870
can hardly wait.

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>>43048870
Now, allow me a quick detour here regarding to how we do things in my group when it comes to Fate Points. In our group, they are the ultimate get-out-of-jail-free card. It doesn't matter if you blew up, got decapitated or drowned. If you burn a Fate Point, you miraciously survive somehow. The specifics aren't important. You just survive due to a miracilous bit of luck, suffering no ill effects from the result of your supposed death.

Unrealistic? Extremely so.
Cinematic? Very.
Fair? Without doubt.

Say it with me, class: "No one could survive that!"

So despite the dramatic events of the last few posts, our characters were, in fact, not quite dead. We all had to burn a Fate Point to survive this, of course, but at least Lady Amaretto had gained one by her suicidal stunt with the plasma pistols.

However, given where we woke up, I have to say we'd have almost been better off dead. The surviving ants had carried our half-dead husks back into one of the crashed Cruisers where they had made their nest. Thinking us dead, they'd deposited us inside their egg cluster, where the larvae waited to hatch and eat us.

So in short. We were three people, armed only with our personal weapons, stuck inside the most well-protected part of a hive full of ants that could chew through tank armour. Not, as you can imagine, a very optimistic prospect. But there was nothing else to do but have faith in the God-Emperor and truck on.

So under the Lady-Admiral's uncharacteristically cautious leadership, we got to our feet and took stock of our surroundings. We were alive, we had our weapons and we had some semblance of wits left. So somehow, we were getting out of here. Somehow.

While Master Jegudiel was built like a tank and the Lady-Admiral quite literally glowed in the dark, Antonio was at least somewhat capable of stealth. So it fell to him to scout ahead and lead us out of here, hopefully avoiding any and all ants we might run into.

And so we carried on.

>>43050152
>hopefully avoiding any and all ants we might run into.
And we all know how that ends.

Two plasma pistols?

...how do you still HAVE Fate Points?

Bump.

>>43048941

Eh, perhaps I'm being a bit strict.

From what I'm aware of, feet are seemingly secondary for him with his main love being DiD.

>>43054311
I'm not sure, pretty much all his shit has feet as the focus

>>43050152
Quick question, lady-Admiral: what are you looking for in a proper, grimark portrait of your character ?

>>43054311
>>43056383
So we can conclude that, while he primarily draws DiD, he also really likes feet?

>>43051666
I know what you mean, the two times I used plasma weapons it all went horribly wrong.

>>43057500
Probably

>>43057500
Well, that's what I'm getting at.
Anything of his is going to have feet in it.
Not that I mind, but yeah

>>43056383

I think he likes feet, it's just a strong runner up to DiD is all. Doesn't hurt that a lot of bondage setups show off the feet, granted he could leave footwear on and has in the past.

I'm a footfag who likes bondage in combination with it, however if I could only choose one I'd go with feet while I think LOZ would go with bondage.

He also seems to align himself with those who like DiD.

>>43057500

Yes

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>>43051666
Plasma weapons are a bit of a paper tiger, actually. Not only can you drop them to avoid all damage, but their damage itself is not very impressive. Of course, the Lady-Admiral rolls around with two Best Quality ones (Acquisitioned fair and square) so hers never explode.

But on Fate points. She acquired and lost them at roughly the same rate. She'd do something suicidally brave and acquire one, then do something suicidally stupid and lose them.

>>43054311
Having actually spoken to the man. Yes, he is a pure footfaggot. But there's nothing wrong with that.

>>43056573
Looking for? Well, I suppose it would be the same flamboyant, insane designs that plague all the Rogue Trader main characters. Just look at Lady Orleans. Her clothing is bloody insane.

So I suppose for the Lady-Admiral, it would be grimdarked up in the same way. More flamboyant skirts, a grander corset, purity seals everywhere and a skull or two.

But it's hard to quantify. All I can safely say is that I want her to stay stylish, while still acquiring that crazy 40k fashion. Why do you ask?

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>>43063129
Whoops, forgot my nametag!

>>43050152
Now then, sorry for the delay. Oversleeping is a hell of a drug, I suppose.

Now, when we last left off, the party was stranded inside the ant hive constructed within the crashed Cruiser. Surprisingly enough, Seneschal Antonio managed to remain stealthy despite the insistent help of the Lady-Admiral. And under his guidance, we managed to slowly make our way out of the egg-chamber and into the corridors beyond.

As luck would have it, it was still daytime, so most of the ants appeared to be out of the hive. A fact that Master Jegudiel made note of this for his extermination plans. There were still plenty of the buggers left, however, so we couldn't just shoot our way out. Instead, Antonio took stook of the ship's relative position and angle (It had hit prow-first and now jaunted up at an angle from the ground) to guide us out of here.

He did a solid job, too. Not only did we avoid any ant patrols, but he found us a service elevator ready to take us to, what he hoped, was the command deck. The only problem was that it lacked power. Not to worry, though. Master Jegudiel would gladly give this machine new life through his potentia coil. So he put his hands to the machine's cool surface, chanted an incantation... and failed horribly.

Suffering from Fatigue, he decided to try once more. Or rather, the Lady-Admiral decided for him. And again, he failed most horribly. And so it went on, with the Lady-Admiral encouraging/threatening him to succeed each and every time. Until at last, when he could barely even stand and was practically sweating machine oil, Master Jegudiel got the bloody elevator working again.

Jubilations were cut short, however. We had us a visitor.

>>43063129

>Having actually spoken to the man. Yes, he is a pure footfaggot. But there's nothing wrong with that.

Well then I'll take your word for it, in addition to some other things I just remembered.

I've talked to LOZ a little in the past, but I honestly can't recall if I ever asked him how much he liked feet.

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>>43063325
I can't say I know Loz very well, but I have him on YIM. He's a pleasant enough guy, but hard to talk to since he's so busy and well, the poor guy is swarmed with people begging for free pics.

I do know Jackmackhack very well, though. He and Loz tend to work together on writing and art. And yeah, feet is always a big thing. That shit's infectious, yo. Tickling for the win.

>>43063282
We had us a problem here. We had attracted the attention of not one, not two, but a whole score of worker ants. Lesser than the warrior breed, but still a formidable encounter. Especially when Jegudiel wouldn't be of much use. Worse still, we couldn't open fire on the ants without attracting the ire of the entire hive. Not a prospect even the Lady-Admiral relished.

On the other hand, the ants weren't attacking either. With their antennae flailing about in the air, they were gathering around us. Curious, but not hostile. They must have never seen intruders before, so they were looking to examine us before making a judgement call. So the Lady-Admiral stepped forth.. and produced her hip-flask of Raenka (Whiskey, but in Spaaaace)

Emperor alone knows what passed through her mind to make this decision. Perhaps she wanted another pet. Perhaps she was still distraught over the loss of her raptors. Or perhaps she was just grasping for straws. But an ant stepped forth, curious.

And so, the Lady-Admiral uncorked her flask and offered it to the ant. It felt it over curiously with its antennae before snatching it up from her... and drinking the whole flask. Its enjoyment was palpable. And now we had us a whole new problem.

The rest of the ants wanted some hooch too. And they were surging forward to get it.

>>43063572
>I can't say I know Loz very well, but I have him on YIM. He's a pleasant enough guy, but hard to talk to since he's so busy and well, the poor guy is swarmed with people begging for free pics.
He's too nice a guy. You should see how how many people would use him for free art back when AVGDID was a board.

Fuck if that place hasn't ruined the idea of a fetish community for me.

>>43063572

I've talked to him mostly via DA. Added him on Steam because that is pretty much the only chat system I use, but he doesn't use it much. Honestly I'm not sure how much we would even have to talk about since I think the kind tones we each prefer and some other minor things don't really sync up.

I talk to Jack too, was nice seeing him add a few minor foot bits to the story he recently did and I'm certainly not going to complain if more people with art and writing skills take more of an interest in feet.

My interest in tickling has kind of waned and its one thing I feel LOZ is kind of inconsistent on. He does some nice stuff in the comics. sketchbooks, and artbooks he puts out, but pictures are usually just floating feathers. Which I guess is in part due to time constraints or something.

Sucks to hear people bug him for free art, but for whatever reason that is just how some people are. Such a thing does become incredibly tempting if you've already gotten a taste of it, especially from someone whose work you're fond of.

>>43063572

Thought.

Publish a book called "If You Give An Ant Some Brandy..." - it doesn't have the same cachet as mice and cookies, admittedly, but if it sells?

>>43063572
Bloody chaos, woman! you're made out of tough stuff! But I can't help but imagine the numerous articles of fancy clothing torn apart, stained, shredded, burned, and sacrificed in battle for the emperor.

Was there ever a time where you came out a mission with less clothing than you had when you first started one?

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>>43063636
>>43063979
Can't disagree on the fact that assholes will always be assholes. Loz is a real nice guy, though. So is Jack. He was instrumental in creating the Lady-Admiral.

>>43064095
A good idea. We'll have to commission Master Jegudiel to write an uplifting novel on the perils of dealing with xenos.

>>43064410
Hmm... I'd say she had a tendency to lose her outfits a lot, primarily from exploding or being set on fire. But if you want a more lewd example...

Well, there was that time she ended up fighting a score of Gretchin on her own. Undressing was involved.

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>this fucking thread

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>>43063129
I'm asking, 'coz I'm drawfagging sometimes and I might have a drawing itch to scratch. I do only N&b on paper though.

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>>43066731
Well now, that's mighty kind of you, if you take it up. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help you out.

>>43065983
Based PKNA.

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>>43067053
A proper full description of what the Lady admiral looks alike, especially about her face, if you have an IRL model.Though, it might easier to speak about that on DA. the picts I've joined are on my DA account .

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>>43065296

Lord-Captain Alexsander Markovich Ramius, of the Vostroyan Ramiuses, Captain of the Red Orktober, and proprietor of His Glorious Raiment Men's Haberdasheries (Outlets on Terra, Mars, Scintilla, Malfi, Port Wander, Footfall, and numerous other worlds, "Only The Finest") approves of this story, and wishes to hear more over a cup of the finest imported brandy kept in his personal naalwood liquor cabinet.

"We will lay off their largest rok - and listen to their rokk and roll. Whilst we conduct misshile drillsh."

bump

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>>43067296
Your offer is most certainly accepted, as you appear to be an upstanding man with an appreciation for fine vid-plays.

As for the tale to share this most excellent brandy over, I'm not entirely sure. Let me see here... Ah, yes. Let us go over the time that Lady Amaretto tried to reason with a Chaos-fueled skeleton carrying a cursed sword, shall we?

Allow me but a moment to type it all out.

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>>43068799
So, those of you following these rambling tales might remember the misadventures on Keene that resulted in the Lady-Admiral being tossed into a lake. Now, due to a miraculous intervention, she managed to survive that (Read: Fate Points).

As the deal she had made with the local witchhunters was that if she drowned but did not die, she was not a witch but a saint, they were naturally quite spooked by all of this. So spooked, in fact, that they bundled her into a carriage and sent her straight to the capital city's grand church for questioning.

To make a long story short, the party launched a daring rescue by way of Guncutters and overwhelming firepower. We even shot our way to the throne-room of the planet's High Queen to demand an audience. And from there, we were allowed to see the Royal Wizard. Not Vizier, but Wizard. And from there, things began to make sense. As he revealed to us, Keene had been a planet marked for colonization in the distant past. A member of the many Amarettian branch families had been in charge and set out with a great colony ship. As bloody always, it had crashed there.

What was different was that this man, whose name escapes me at the moment, had sworn a pact to the Ruinos Powers to save his own life. The more puritan colonists had tried to rebel, but had been pushed aside. Which was why Keene was the clusterfuck that it was. You had the human remnants, who had forged themselves a medieval kingdom to defend against this Dark Lord and his mutated, Chaos-worshipping armies. The humans were aided by the so-called Wizards, the last remnants of the Adeptus Mechanicus contingent that had come with the ship.

These "Wizards" vouched for our purity, despite us bearing the same seal as the Dark Lord. And with their aid, we quickly and decisivly revolutionized the war effort.

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>>43068986
It bears pointing out that while our main fleet was ravaged by the Rak'Gol, one of our support ships had expressed the better side of valour and thus lived to fight another day. This ship, the Fool's Errand, was under the command of Seneschal Antonio and he had not been idle.

Having located us on Keene after all the shenanigans involving the Lady-Admiral's witch-trials, he was now able to provide us with the support needed. Though I think the Lady-Admiral was still somewhat cross with his tardiness, seeing as she'd had to be drowned, captive AND spent the better part of two weeks inside a dungeon before he finally arrived. But no matter.

By giving each and every lord a vox and a man to operate it, we established a proper line of communication. And by dedicating our smallcraft to the ferrying of troops and supplies, we sped up mobilization a thousandfold. Finally, Void Mistress Kiki was able to lend considerable fire support to the ground forces with her Fury Interceptor.

All in all, the war against the Dark Lord was turning out in our favour. Which was why the Lady-Admiral decided on a swift and decisive strike against his equally dark and lordly tower. This tower we could only hear rumors of, as no living man had witnessed it and warp-fueled storms obscured it from orbital scans.

No matter, thought the Lady-Admiral, and packed as many Keenian knights as she could into a Shark Assault Boat while Kiki provided us with an air escort. And so we set out, heading right for this so-called Dark Tower. And with supersonic, space-worthy jets on our side, we made it there in good time, his ground forces armed only with sharpened sticks and harsh language. And lo and behold, this so-called tower was nothing more than the crashed colony ship, its engines sticking up into the sky and fuming with terrible energies.

That's when we ran into the dragon.

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>>43068986
Wizards
No sense of right or wrong

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>>43069109
Yes, a dragon sat perched at the top of the ship's stern. A great and terrible beast, crackling with tainted Warp energies. Its breath was death and its eyes hate. Large were its wings and fierce were its claws. We'd be hard pressed to fight such a beast. Even if we survived, it would be at great cost. But Kiki, displaying suicidal courage even the Lady-Admiral could applaud, moved in to intercept it.

And fell it with one salvo.

Goddamned Fury Interceptors and their overpowered lascannon batteries. With just one round of combat, the dragon was all but disintegrated. What little remained of its bulky frame fell to the distant ground below, melting as they went.

Still, as anticlimatic as that was, we still had the most dangerous task ahead of us. Now we had to find a suitable landing spot and carve our way through the ruined ship, no doubt encountering untold horrors on our way inside to confront the Dark Lord. Truth to be told, it was not a very eventful journey. We had our battles and our exploration, but nothing that bears writing about here. So instead, let us move to the climax of this: Our encounter with the Dark Lord himself.

Our party was strong and armed to the teeth. A few of the knights had fallen, but the majority were still with us. And on rusted iron-mesh above the still-active Warp Drive, we encountered him. Sitting on a throne of polished, black metal was a skeleton twice as tall as a man. Clad in the faded and torn remnants of a once flamboyant Polian coat, he held in his hands a mighty sword that radiated with the very stuff of nightmares.

The Lady-Admiral, brave as always, stepped forth.
>"Cousin! It is not too late for you! Surrender your war and yourself to me, and I shall grant you redemption for your sins!"

The rest of the party cringed at this. What could the Lady-Admiral possibly be thinking!? There was no reasoning with such corrupted beings! And so, the skeleton spoke.

>>43069109
Who's the scribe that drew this? I'd like to commend him for the sheer balls to draw this and his abilities to stay sane sketching a chaos dragon.

>>43069229
Standing from his throne, he strode towards the Lady-Admiral, who remained where she was, showing no fear. Foolish as she was.

>"Very well. I will surrender to you and pray for forgiveness"

The Lady Amaretto couldn't have been more happy. With an approving nod, she reached a hand forward to accept his sword. Only for him to cut her in half with a single stroke of his blade. And so, the rest of the party set to fighting the fallen Amarettian head-on.

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>>43069252
>Only for him to cut her in half with a single stroke of his blade.

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>>43069252

...

*hands out more brandy*

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>>43069233
That'd be me, as heretical as it might seem.

>>43069280
>>43069304
>>43069252
Y'all forget the magic of divine protection!

As the Dark Lord fell to a barrage of melta-fire and chainsaw-teeth, his corpse at least had a sense of drama. Falling over the railings and into the reactor below, he triggered a massive eruption of warp energy.

The party, being more quick on the uptake than their fallen Lady-Admiral, gathered her two body parts and made a quick escape for the waiting shuttle. As the dark tower erupted in warp-flames, they flew out of there just in the nick of time.

And under the expert care of Master Jegudiel, the Lady-Admiral managed to recover. Sewn back together, piece by piece. Only by some miracle did she survive this horrible ordeal (Read: Fate Points)

And this was how she was crowned the Saviour-Saint of Keene. And we had us yet another colony restored to proper, Amarettian authority.

>>43069450
you do zen tangle drawings?

>>43069450
>That'd be me, as heretical as it might seem.
You'd really have to be a saint in order to get away with such a thing AND not have that drawing inadvertently corrupt the people who look at it. And I say you are one.

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>>43069495
I do what now?

>>43069537
One tries, one tries. Amaretto has yet to be made an official saint, sadly.

>>42974188
I'm somewhat distracted by this being Beatrice in blackface.

>>43069450

We shalute your boldnesh from the bridge of the Red Orktober, madame! A hundred-gun salute, men!

...what do you mean there'sh another ship nearby? Oh, that's one of Feckward's. Feck 'im.

*BOOM!*

>>43070761
>the Red Orktober
This has got to be a real thing. Tom Clancy with orks.

>>43070761
>Feckward
The only reason my RT group hasn't killed that bastard yet is because they're in the Jericho Reaches.

Seriously, of all the groups I've ever heard of, nobody has ever cared for Feckward.

>>43070782


Actually, it was a bit of a joke - the group was building a ship by each donating a part, and by the time we were done we'd realized our Cruiser was somehow one of the sneakiest motherfuckers in the Koronus Sector.

Combine that with our first job being The Frozen Reaches, and we spent a lot of our time torpedoing Roks before they even got to the planet, and well...

I changed my Dynasty's last name the first session. :D

>>43070802

Believe me. WE'VE TRIED.

Fucker's got more lives than a cat who bribed a genie, and his slaving ops just 'coincidentally' made some runs on our holdings near Damaris.

The Arch-Militant's personally sworn to catch him, shine him up real nice, turn that sumbitch sideways, and cram him into a macrobattery headfirst. It was terribly dramatic, I had servo-skulls with glowing red eyes belching smoke right behind him.

...though for some reason the AM didn't appreciate that. Can't imagine why.

>>43070931
I'm currently GMing a group, but they are, as noted, out in the Jericho Reaches, and Feckward isn't invited. In my previous group, however, we ambushed the fucker and peppered him with frag rockets and bolter shells, both filled with cancer-crystals. We expect that the fucker survived that too.

We also stole Lord-Admiral Bastilles flag, two of his Sentinels, his wig and his pants during the same mission.

Good times.

Fucking Feckward

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Side note, incidentally.

BE IT HEREBY KNOWN that to the Dynasty RAMIUS that this thread has been deemed SUITABLY DEVOUT AND LEWD to merit FURTHER EXAMINATION AND REMEMBRANCE to those CITIZENS of our most noble IMPERIUM in the name of the GOD-EMPEROR OF MANKIND.

AND HEREBY that unto the END of TIME, whilst the GLORIOUS IMPERIUM OF MAN remains ASCENDANT within this GALAXY, this record of GOODLY ADVENTURE and RIGHTEOUS CONDUCT within the DARK CORNERS of the GALAXY will remain in place!

SO SAYETH LORD-CAPTAIN ALEXSANDER MARKOVICH RAMIUS, SKIPPER OF THE RED ORKTOBER, MASTER OF THE RAMIUS DYNASTY, LORD OF VOSTROYA, KING OF DAMARIS, CHAMPION OF THE KNIGHTS OF ST. PIUS, CHIEF PRODUCER OF STEAM PUNKD LIMITED, MECHANICUS STUDIOS INCORPORATED, AND CHIEF OWNER AND PROPRIETOR OF HIS GLORIOUS RAIMENT MEN'S HABERDASHERIES (Only The Finest, Outlets on Terra, Mars, Scintilla, Malfi, Port Wander, Footfall, and numerous other worlds), in his capacity as REPRESENTATIVE and LORD of the IMPERIUM beyond the BORDERS of the MOST HOLY IMPERIUM OF MAN.

AND SO MOTE IT BE!

>>43072586

Short form, archived. :D

>>43072586
>AND SO MOTE IT BE!
This fucking thing
How I've come to loathe it
So many Harry Potter fics have that shit in magical oaths (which tend to be shat around like candy)
Fucking Freemasons infiltrated wizarding society fuck
Sorry

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>>43070729
Niggatrice is objectivly superior to Seakittrice

>>43070761
And I salute your good taste and good breeding! Vostroya truly only breeds the strongest of men! We shall join your salute with our Nova Cannon!

>>43070802
>>43070931
>>43071187
>>43072282
Pardon me, but my group never make use of any official material, we prefer to craft our own. Who exactly is this Feckward?

>>43072600
>>43072586
Thank you very much! But once again, pardon my ignorance, but how does one get a thread archived in the first place?

>>43063572
So what happened with the spider ants?

Short form, Rogue Trader Krawkin Feckward is a sneaky, smug bastard who makes his living (and dynasty) on the backs of billions of slaves.

Now, speaking as a Trader, I'm not averse to a few slaves here and there to spruce up the place, and a statuesque one to pour drinks is all to the better - but when I say this guy has an entire Dynasty built on slavery, the sheer scale boggles the mind.

He's also a rat fink.

And as to archiving, just head to the main /tg/ archive and look for Add Thread in the bottom left taskbar.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html

...that said, might need to re-archive given that there's new posts.

Bugger.

>>43075204
It auto-updates every 2 hours, even if the thread has fallen into the on-site archive.

>>43075237

Thank you, sir, you are a gentleman and a scholar.

*passes brandy*

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>>43074536
>Who exactly is this Feckward?

The Lord Captain Fuckwad is a notorious slaver NPC from the (quite decent) Lure of the Expanse adventure book.

The Lord Captain Olivares shot him in the head with a Xenarch Death Arc, which, as any powergamer will tell you, will not end well.

>>43076801

HAIL SAINT OLIVARES! BLESSED BE HIS NAME!

http://forum.rpg.net/showthread.php?489083-Rogue-Trader-Into-the-Maw-or-How-I-Became-Incredibly-Wealthy

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>>43076896

Splendid! Someone remembers that thread.

>>43076896
I really need to finish reading that.

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>>43078163

Bad news, I'm writing another one. This time with hereditary eunuchs, a living Warrant, a glass eye that can see the future, and a ship that literally bankrupted a once-noble House. It's the late Ottoman Empire, in space!

>>43078923
Looking forward to it

Idbjust like to point out that The Honourable Phryne Fisher of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries tends to get in a tight place, and being a titled lady in 1928 Australia (Melbourne, if I remember correctly), and it doesn't hurt that the stories are decent enough and the cast quite lovely.

>>43081400
>and being a titled lady in 1928 Australia (Melbourne, if I remember correctly), she tends to dress in style. And it doesn't hurt that the stories are decent enough and the cast quite lovely.
Fix'd that for meself.

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>>43074860
We managed to distract the ants with the Lady-Admiral's backup hip flask and escape into the elevator while the worker-ants were scrambling to get it. It took us to the broken, open-air command deck where we managed an action-packed escape via a called-in shuttle.

Sadly, I had to depart that campaign for personal reasons (In short, IRL issues) shortly after. And even more sadly, the campaign fell apart soon after. Damn shame, really, since it's one of the best I've been in.

>>43075171
>>43076801
Ah, a true scoundrel, I see. The Lady-Admiral would happily execute him herself if she had to deal with such scum.

>>43076896
>>43078923
Now this I've GOT to read.

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>>43081889
>Sadly, I had to depart that campaign for personal reasons (In short, IRL issues) shortly after. And even more sadly, the campaign fell apart soon after. Damn shame, really, since it's one of the best I've been in.

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>>43081889
>>43081933

I feel I must ask, but why Rogue Trader instead of Dungeons the Dragoning?

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>>43082628
I'm not sure I understand the question.

>>43081958
>>43081933
Not to worry, friends, there are still more stories to be told of the Lady-Admiral's myriad adventures. Next time, we'll go over what happens when she encounters a seductive scoundrel from Malfi!

Bump before bed

This stuff is gold.

>>43084466
Gold doesn't even describe it

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>>43082818
So this time, we will discuss just what happens when the Lady-Admiral encounters an up-and-coming Rogue Trader straight outta Malfi.

Now, a note on social Skills before we proceed. The idea of putting rolls and numbers to roleplaying is always a controversial topic, but hopefully we can avoid a flame war this time. I just want to go over how my group does it to explain what happens in this adventure.

First things first, we used rolls every now and then to determine critical moments. Like how well you charm the Lord-Commadore into helping you or how well you barter with the merchant. What our GM made clear was that these were not "mind control" rolls like a true Diplomancer, but instead he used it as a gauge on how to roleplay the NPCs, taking into all other existing factors. He had the same rules for us. NPCs using Intimidation or such on us were not mind controlling us into doing things, but he did expect us to play our characters fittingly.

So after yet another adventure in the Expanse, we had returned to Port Wander to unload our loot and resupply. Ready to head out again, we recieved a rather unusual hailing call from a small transport ship. Going by the hailing call, it belonged to one young, upstart Rogue Trader who had come all the way from Malfi. His name escapes me at the moment, so I will simply call him Juan for the time being. Seeing as no one made their Lore checks regarding Malfi (Antonio's player was at the toilet right then), we were all too keen on answering his hail.

The long and short of it was that this handsome young man had just arrived to Port Wander and was looking to make introductions. He had heard of the Lady-Admiral's exploits and would very much like to make formal introductions over dinner. Perhaps, even, discussing future plans of mutual benefit. Unsure of how Lady Amaretto would respond to this, I asked the GM to make a Charm test on the gentleman's behalf.

10 Degrees of Success you say? That will do.

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>>43086215
I'm curious to see what stories Amaretto will have to tell in two or three weeks.

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>>43086215
Oh my

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>>43089914
Yugo is a pimp.

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>>42976787
>Someone offers you free entertainment
>insult them

Who hurt you?

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>>42993301
>All of this costs a great deal of money and resources, of course, especially when there's a tithe to consider. Which was why they had, at great expense and greater effort, their ancestral home at Madonna moved all the way into orbit around Polio. The Pearl, they call it. A moon that has been hollowed-out over millenia of mining and then build up over millenia more.

THEY MOVED A PLANET??!?!!

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>>43090927
The Amarettians are of the opinion that there is nothing, not even celestial bodies, that cannot be overcome with sufficient amounts of money and effort.

>>43089914
>>43089960
Yugo is indeed a pimp. I think he'd be the End Boss for Amaretto.
>Adorable Pimp Child
>MILF-Wannabe with a fondness for children
>What could go wrong?

>>43087647
Who knows. Maybe it will be good, wholesome fun fit for small children to read.[/spoiler}

>>43086215
So as you can quite imagine, the Lady-Admiral was rather smitten with this young nobleman. She accepted his dinner invitation without hesitation. But by this time, Antonio's player had returned from the toilet and unlike us, he didn't suck at his Lore cheks. He all but physically restrained the Lady-Admiral from going, arguing most zealously for us to blow the scoundrel's ship out of the void. The Lady-Admiral wouldn't hear it, though. She was far too busy trying out new dresses to care for any such small-minded matters as "Sordid reputation", "Moral corruption" or "Assassin-happy".

However, his efforts were not completely wasted. He did manage to convince the Lady-Admiral to host the dinner party on our ship, rather than going and getting herself murdered on the Malfi ship. Not that it would help much, as we would soon learn. Especially considering the nefarious scoundrel that this Juan would be bringing with him aboard our ship as part of his entourage. A man of most compromised character that we had suffered the misfortune of meeting once before.

When he shot Seneschal Antonio to pieces with two plasma pistols.

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>>43092174
>Who knows. Maybe it will be good, wholesome fun fit for small children to read.

Of course, Z.

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>>43092204
>Chun Li
>Best girl

Pick two

>>43092174
Well, I sure fucked up the formatting of that post. No matter. The show must go on.

Now, despite what you may think, the delegation from Juan's ship did not turn out to be Chaos-worshipping renegades that set upon us with wild tentacle FUN. In fact, the Lady-Admiral found the entire delegation a rather pleasant lot. Why, they were sharply-dressed, well-mannered and impeccably polite. She was all too happy to welcome them aboard, dressed in a daring, black dress as she was.

There was just the problem of one of their members, one man named Perry.

You see, way back earlier in the campaign, we had been through some misadventures back in the den of wickedness known as Footfall. A lot of things happened, notable among them being Lady-Amaretto selling a lock of her hair to the notorious Xeno species known as Stryxis. We also acquired our head chef, one trustworthy, cheery fellow known as Jim Sterling. But most notable of all was the time Seneschal Antonio, Astropath Oxe and a host of our best Germanic mercenaries went to arrest a gang of outlaws that had crossed our path.

And were shot straight to hell by the outlaws' leader, Perry.

As you can imagine, the presence of this scoundrel caused some alarm within our own ranks. While Lady Amaretto was busy chatting with Juan on their way to the dining hall, Antonio and Jegudiel were teaming up to swiftly and silently murder Perry before he could leave this ship. Not that they needed to have bothered. Juan was quite willing to sell Perry to us for a modest sum, a topic he happily discussed over dinner. A dinner in which he laid all the charms onto the Lady-Admiral, and she to him.

His DoS? 11.
Lady Amarettos? 12.

Truly, this was looking for a night made for lovemaking. Shame about all the poisoning.