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Now gentlemen is time for you to choose!

What kind of Primarch will the XXI be?
What kind of gift(s) will the Emperor of 40K provides Him?

I) Given the Emperor had more time to update this primarch.

I Suggest several proposals pick up to three gift, which will affect his personnality, :

- Magnus psyker level
- Expanded innate knowledge and engineering skill (exemple:Cawl know-how downloaded, Perturabo way)
- Master craftman (hello Vulkan memory)
- Perpetual
- Mighty physique
- Born administrator
- Precognition
- Apex predator Ability (Lion!)
- Alpharius Abilies like
- Wild fighter
- Lorgar / Horus Charisma
- Other?

>>5324481
- Perpetual
It's pretty op.
-Precognition
It's pretty handy.
-Lorgar / Horus Charisma
Leading the masses.

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Furthermore where will the XXI crash:

A) World Tirpiz: Death World-Ocean World

Beautiful Deathworld, filled with endless an ocean covering an overwhelming 92% of the surface.
Regular seismic shift each year,occasional Tsunami, abysmal horror migrating on land to reproduce each generation and of course Kevin Cosner type gill possessing mutant.


A few human survivors living on various Atolls possess a limitedTechnology, like steam engine, energy coral and even centuries old nuclear reactors for a lucky island.

On the other hand, despite the fact that in such places humans survived ... with far less science, including the worship of dark deity, dealing with cosnerian mutant, psyker regime or falling into savagery.
B) World Wittfogel:
Desert World-Industrial World

A large moon orbiting around a formerly prosperous world once not filled with demon of steel and thunder, sometimes plundered by Government propped up exploration Mission.
In the very system, far away, various forgone colony of mankind, including a big blue Ocean World, whose import filled once the Labservant of the hydroponician guild..

An estranged fusion between earth 1000 BCE and the XXII century, most technology have been lost to the wheel of time except partial metallurgy knowledge, propane and rocket science, daming tech...

Even worse the crushing shortage of water, has made the hydrolycian guild all powerful and very dominant, despite being revered by the populace for there incredible benevolence.

After all are they not the Chosen of the River Temple? Do they not provide the holy liquid?

Meanwhile some relevant insight have been stolen from the Representation, the official planet ruling corp, about mysterious data crypt discovered... and some even suspect such heretics are in cahoot with the few plateau nomads of the Millet Oasis.


C) Propose me?

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>>5324492
>Propose me

QM, would you make the anons the happiest anonymous collective of assholes in all of /TG/ and accept this ring?

I will give you my final answer at Ullanor to whoever is my champion. Deserve it and you shall be rewarded anon.

As a token of hope i give you this:

Chaos will obviously screw with the primarch and his gifts given the opportunity. Choose Carefuly. For There is not such thing as Free Lunch.

-and we will most likely have, at a later date, the final word of what happened on Terra M42. If you so desire lovebud.

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I give you time to Choose the Primarch and his world, during that time a slice of M42 last months.
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Cancellarius Jek was to receive the Inquisitor. Being in charge of the organization of the Senatorum Imperialis since the ascendancy of Roboute Guilliman, Jek had witnessed powerless the Council bicker and divide after the death of the Primarch. Faltering spirit across the Imperium followed the fall of the avenging son. Nowadays, the effort to saveguard the imperium had given way to factionalism and intestine strife to control His realm.

Nonetheless Jek spirit remained unbroken, the hope the primarch brought, the Indomitus crusade and the regain of activities in the imperial palace in the past decade led her to believe in the New Project which she predicted the existence, a new weapon meant to end the Cicatrix maledictum scaring the galaxy, develop on Titan, granted her informants were correct.

To be summoned by an Inquisitor, for a Cancellarius could be considered outrageous, for it was a privilege. Yet Catherina Greyfax was no common Inquisitor. She had accompanied the Primarch back to Holy Terra, from Cadia to Ultramar to Luna, she had risen to the top of her Ordo. Jek Summoned Mordekai.

Her assistant, well nourished despite Terra eternal food shortage, opened the door silently, awaiting orders, his lips pursed.
- Cancellarius, how can I be of service?
- Mordekai, do arrange the Inquisitor meeting in 5 hours, will you.
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Greyfax was striding forth, though the had secretly contacted the cancellarius, she still surrounded her by her loyal bodyguards unit of scion tempestus drawn from 55th Kappic Eagles, just in case, her conversion field jewel hanging around her neck. Katarinya Greyfax beheld the Council with revulsion. How long had she been idle that such division could take root? A Saint Celestine and her Battle-Sisters submerged by senseless idolatry, confuse or worse, accomplice to Chaos? Warriors of Titan revelling in the corruption of their beliefs, the custodes abetting infamy? The pernicious influence of Mars spiteful superstition? She would not let it pass, she would not let the Emperor vision for humanity be warped, by transhuman yoke, deceive by hubris and heresy. But The Inquisition was not influencial enough for this, not alone, not divided, she would enforce an extraordinary meeting while the Captain General was not there, and finally confirming her grim suspicion.
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The stern Inquisitor was well received by Mordekai heeding Jek command. Despite the quiet luxury of the cabinet, he did not sit on the comfortable red couch, his hard mastoidal-muscle locked his jaw still. He was in fact a she, a well-built woman, predatory, suspicious, a demeanor indicating readiness to engage any foe.

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>>5324481
Primarch Gifts:
>Expanded innate knowledge and engineering skill
>Alpharius Abilities
>Perpetual

Our mission is simple - prevent the future at any cost, even our life and body is expendable.

Where will we crash?
>C) Thion III - A world that was designed by an organisation of doomsday soothsayers, scientists and various other factions to construct several perfect colonies. Thion III is one of these creations - surviving the Men of Iron and Old Night, the planet used to be a global sized facility that contained everything humanity needed: multiple biomes, countless stockpiles of technology and resources, automated defenses and other things.
Sadly, during Old Night, the planet's robots and population crumbled and warp storms pushed the world outside it's normal planetary cycle - shifting the weather into an eternal ice age. Somehow, be it by luck or the preparation of Thion III's apocalyptic stockpiles, some underground colonies managed to survive through small, self sufficient bases that must fight against bone slashing cold and unknown AIs that threaten Thion III's tunnels and railway metros.

TLDR: Frostpunk Planet

Who are we?
We are Phi - the 21st.

>Few More Hours to Decide!

>>5324481
>Expanded innate knowledge and engineering skill
>Precognition
>Perpetual
>>5324492
>B ) World Wittfogel

>>5324630
Gifts:
>Perpetual
>Mighty physique
>Precognition

World:
C) Thion III

i will post in ten or so hours to see the final result.

Apparently we are heading toward a Perpetual

(Thion look a lot like Inwit by the way, is this Dorn remake? i am not exactly good in icy environnment writin but will do my best)

>>5324481
- Perpetual
- Expanded innate knowledge and engineering skill (exemple:Cawl know-how downloaded, Perturabo way)
- Lorgar / Horus Charisma

>C) Thion III

>>5324961
my advice is to leave this up for a day or three, july 4th is coming and this board slows EXPONENTIALLY during that time.
But do as you will.

I will give it a day then, until then i will share a bit of M42 past.

I Consider that Perpetual and - Expanded innate knowledge and engineering skill chosen. the 3rd one is yet to be chosen.

(including obviously craftman potential as the very same way the Primarch may developp abilities, tactics and so on later through training and environmental pressure).

I have worked something on Thion III as well, to make it fit nicely.

until then M42 story!

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The XXI, encased in his pod, would cross the stars, heading for a system in a distant past known as Losomonov. There revolved 4 inhabited World by mankind. First registered on exploratory chart in the mid 21 millenia, colonization had begun shortly after. Losomonov neighbour the Maelstrom and the squats homeworld, in a border region of the Ultima Segmentum. Whether or not the Capsule of the XXI reach it’s intended destination among those 4 atmospheric planet is unknown, and would reside entirely in His hands. The Emperor Protect.
Yes the issuing of the XXI could have been damaged, by the opposition of some Terran dissenters M42. Nonetheless, whatever the guile and shrewdness of chaos agent, unwilling or devotee, the Emperor will not be defeated. He has withheld the doom of his specie at the price of his very being from His throne for 10 millenia and will not fail manking today either.

Making the young Primarch had not been easy withal His enigmatic guidance through the medium of Celestine and her Sisters illuminations , several templates, deemed uncorrupted has been acquired… Vulkan blood from the war of the beast, Sanguinius venerated body, Ferrus Manus martyr corpse, Rogal Dorn hand and even according to some irksome commenter chaos primarch, like Alpharius carcass and Perturabo original blueprint, or even Magnus the Red body part from his battle in the Imperial palace against Vulkan.

Whatever the truth maybe, engrammatic knowledge to an uncertain extent had been extracted and through gene slicing inserted into the fledgeling Primarch Dna. After all, Primarch were meant to carry their memory in their blood and be able to access it freely.

Belisarius Cawl aided in his task by Genetors and mysterious contraptions brought forth by the custodes Shadowkeepers also known as Wardens of the Dark Cells. In his blood cells were supposed to be engraved with mighty knowledge and skill beyond any of his predecessor. The Custodian release from their vault dark age of technology remnant to fill the spirit of the yet to be born primarch with know-how pertaining to such wide array of mental representation of books and data ranging from Stellar cartography to primaris biology secret to the hypothetical warp physic of the necron blackstone, another of Cawl contribution to the cause.

Continuing M42:


yet discussions were inevitably bound to arise vis-à-vis the plan to inscribe such understanding into his very being. Were they to attempt to program him for his purpose like one of the Qvo iteration, those cloned companions of Belisarius Cawl or to let it mature as the Emperor had done in the past with subtle nudge? Was the Primarch meant to wield psychic craft and to which extent? He would need to be psychic most probably, was he ever confronted to chaos, but to which extent again.

Grey Knight, Ultramarine, Cawlite Mechanicus Faction and obviously Custodians, at the very least were preoccupied by such potent undertaking. Could his will be decipher more clearly or had he perhaps refer to such time in the long past? The task was arduous, gruelling even, but for such men, if they can still be qualified as such, there is no irresistible fortress, nor impregnable stronghold, whether material or immaterial that can not be breach and seized if the Golden Throne demanded it, whatever the cost. This mission was no different.

>>5324961
It's not really a Dorn remake, seeing how he lived with tribes in the wilderness.
My idea of Thion III is mixing a frozen climate with ancient planet sized underground tunnels and bunkers, having the technology era of steampunk or have hidden remnants of the Dark Age of Technology.
Similar to Dorn's planet in weather, but it has enough differences to make it unique.

>>5325243
Going to be honest I just thought of us landing on a squat planet and I regret not thinking of it earlier.

maybe Thion III is a squat planet (they also live underground).

>>5324481
>Magnus psyker level
>Perpetual
>Lorgar / Horus Charisma

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Hello Anons, i have accounted the divide between and decisions have been taken.


>Precognition : 3
>Charisma :2
>Alpharius abilites: 1
>Mighty Physique: 1

I recall everyone that
> Expanded innate knowledge and engineering skill & Perpetual
had been chosen already.

Beware Precognition is not all powerful and will take it's toll on the Primarch. Make him strong willed anons or he may fail.

For additionnal knowledge he is obviously a psyker since you decide for Precognition and Perpetual akin to Lorgar or Mortarion but not as strong or natural as Magnus.

Given his expanded knowledge he will learn faster and "discover" instinctively.

So the DNA used to make our Primarch will be the Angel Sanguinius, The Lord of Iron Perturabo, Alpharius and Vulkan. Expect him to manifest to various extent traits of each of them. including to moderate extent mighty physique (he is not Vulkan but still bulky among the brotherhood).

I really like the phi idea though, so he may or not have natural disposition or drive to act toward tactics or combined tactics of each of his chimeric blood origin.

Did not accounted your message but he will be reasonnably charismatic & psychic for a Primarch.
he is part Sanguinius after all.
Not as strong as hawk boy obviously.

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I note here some of my foundation materials, that has inspired me about the World Thion III economy before it’s total isolation early M28. That will define the main technology accessible on Thion.

(Hazell, J - Armour Materials, Theory, and Design-CRC Press (2015) ; Halide Perovskite Lasers by springer ; Explosive Welding Processes and Structures; ; Handbook of Gasification Technology Science, Processes, and Applications (James G. Speight) )

Now let’s begin.
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Thion III, Research Station – Death World/ Mining World.
System Thion

Thion III had been a safe, if cold haven for millenia, even if at the equator temperature barely rose above 10 during sunny days.

Colonized relatively lately, mid 22 Millennium, the world had been a research facility. A paradise of non orthodox thinker and barely a few miners and labor worker, exploited abundant mineral resource providing the world the common goods it needed to ensure it’s basic needs. It never evolved beyond that state, too close to the maelstrom, too far from Terra some magos had advanced. The size of Thion III was similar to the homeworld.

Thion III had lacked time and opportunity to become a major human center and at the time of the Machine War, and so was settled by few millions souls at best. What happened in the system there was unidentified except that the massive world of Thion II was lost, a barren wasteland devoid of atmosphere.

Thion I, four times the size of Thion III, was dominated by abominable intelligence until the human survivors evacuated toward the dry moon that revolved around it, Wittfogel and resume the fight. The machine war was seemingly won around M24, at the expense of a once verdant world Thion II, and the new status of Thion I as a mining center with little to no infrastructure left, harboring in it’s depth dark residents, entire continents forbidden to all. Thion II high gravity, underground economy and millennia of genetic isolation would soon produce a new subpecie of mankind. The Squats.

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(Note: I use Celsius Degree not Farenheit. 32 Farenheit, the freezing temperature is 0 celsius)

Yet during the ominous Long Night, the world of Thion III had maintained a relatively flourishing short ranged interstellar commerce. Importing increasingly food, rare machine part and ores.

Thion III exports, though valuable were limited in number due to the low population of the world and lack of transportation, shipyard being situated at Wittfogel, in the same system, being highly inefficient.

Those exports were of high value including basic microwave tubes, nanocrystalline structure, advanced glassware, composite material for metallurgic use, autonomous automotive wielding tools and laser industry arched toward optical communications and industrial sensory. The world used energy sources like geothermal or various gas, for it population was small and the planet large.


The planet Thion III survived with relative ease despite the beginning of an ice age in this already cool climate that push the question to consider a change of the orbit was viewed that time as too risky according to scant record.

Despondent Miners and scientist descents grew apart at that time, the first group digging ever deeper from the surface, the later dwelling on the cold but still inhabitable surface.

Alas sometimes in M27 the warp storm worsened beyond measure, culmination of an ever increased isolation of the system Thion by the end of the millenia.

The various world of the system Thion, lost the association that bounded them together, each drifting further away at each generation, rare materials shortage accruing, tension increasing, trade decline, military building up, and expedition on formerly unanimously forbidden part of Thion II resumed.

Relations grew bitter between Civilization of the Giant death world of Thion I, the sparsely populated station of Thion III, the desertic moon of Wittfogel and the Giant Ocean world of Tirpiz. The Long Night Took his toll until someday, M28 a war occurred.

The 777-expedition fleet Luna Wolves of the Imperium that rediscovered the system speculated either a xeno invasion or a struggle for Thion I resources, led to a second AI insurgency that may have been the cause of the devastation.

Whatever may have been the origin of the bloodshed , it was horrendous beyond the expectation of the human that may have started it.

War and competition broke out, for long forgotten reason. Meanwhile, withholding to establish causality or correlations, on the already wavering world of Thion III, between ice age and scarcity, began 2 cataclysmal events.

The re-awakening of abominable intelligence and the change of the Orbit of the planet. Temperature at the surface dropped by 15 degrees Celsius, and in a cursed blessing volcanoes erupted senselessly, creating pocket of warmth, into the eternal winter that settled coated in blood and ashes.

The Ice Sheet recovered the world, volcanoes went out of control and the population had to flee. Some joined the Squats colonies in the mineral pit they called home, other entered the various underground bunkers and factories linked by an under rail network, a few encroached upon the thermal station on the volcanoes flank, however most died.

They endlessly dug to flee the cold, the abominable intelligence, or even another human group.

The Great Crusade 777 expedition fleet had even discovered some abandoned undersea cities, the ice sheet thermic properties preserving the Ocean wildlife.

Human culture reformed themselves, increasingly autarkic, trade being dangerous due to AI or other danger, many societies of hierarchically layered nested now under the snow.

There would land the Primarch. A world where Squat, abominable intelligence, human divided between scientist, miner caste, and savage under rail vagrant.

No sane men could dwell above even those that worshipped some magma chamber dompted by archeotec, despite the risk of seismic activities and modified fauna and flora to survived even the harsh environment.

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So Time to Choose Anons!
Th
3 Questions:

>1) has the Primarch been programmed to achieve his goal like the Mechanicus suggested, with restrained autonomy?

-Yes, make him obey, and let him not be aware of the mental shackle.

-No, free will, the only way for him to really success. the primarch naturally humane and could he dislike being puppeted if he rebelled?

-Install a program to control the primarch, and strictly limit his bodily autonomy. or Try at least. who will know?


2) Is he aware of the Warp from his birth and so can access the Grey Knight infused know-how?
- Yes
- No
- Natural comprehension of the warp mecanism but no obvious mastery.

>and third Who Will Find the Primarch:

a) Somebody said Squat? Space Dwarf? Iron and Steel? Engineer guild and Ancestor Core? Yes them.

b) a threatened volcanoe tech station filled with exiled humans, squat and perhaps even... *things* the imperium would disapprove?
(please mention mutant/AI if you want some)

c) The Scientist descent, Arrogant and privilege, living in relative comfort, being the officer-technological class?

d) The human miner caste underground, in toil, sweat, heat and labour, illiteracy. Living hell.

e) the Roaming Barbarians / the AI if you so choose.

f) The same choice as before but a few months alone to breeze the fresh air before being founded.

>>5326017
>No, free will, the only way for him to really success. the primarch naturally humane and could he dislike being puppeted if he rebelled?

>Natural comprehension of the warp mecanism but no obvious mastery.

>For the Dawi. (A.K.A Squat)

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I may ask as well subsidiary question:

>What was left untouched on nearby world of Thion II from M24 to M28, until it was recovered and started the war.
- AI
- Dark age Weaponry,
- Dark age Technology
- Rare materials
- a xeno beacon.

>>5326054
>Dark age Technology (A S.T.C databank that was heavily damaged during the war)

>>5326017
>No, free will, the only way for him to really success. the primarch naturally humane and could he dislike being puppeted if he rebelled?
>Yes
> A threatened volcanoe tech station filled with exiled humans, squat and perhaps even an AI

>>5326063
+1

>>5326017
>-No, free will, the only way for him to really success. the primarch naturally humane and could he dislike being puppeted if he rebelled?
- Yes
>the AI/ Men of Iron

>>5326054
>Dark age Technology (A S.T.C databank that was heavily damaged during the war)

>>5325962
In that case I will change my vote >>5324899 to
>Perpetual
>Mighty physique
> Lorgar / Horus Charisma

As i said, here:
>>5325962

XXI is built upon a chimeric dna including those of Perturabo, Sanguinius,Alpharius and Vulkan. the choice's consequence was hidden obviously, Chaos dwell in the keyboard, no free primarch genetic fair.


XXI will developp abilities according to his gift and ancestry, the main one being his :

>Expanded innate knowledge and engineering skill (clearly Perturabo-Vulkan )
>Perpetual (hello Vulkan)
> Precognition (Sanguinius)
> since i liked very well the reverse alpharius name of fellow anon, i took upon extraordinary power to consider he has an innate instinct for subterfuge akin to his direct predecessor brother the XX. (hello Alpharius)

-he will not possess Alpharius laughable "temporary cloning himself with his blood" shenanigan ability.- more skill less warpfuckery!

> As well as been a strong psyker and physically sturdy fellow but not magnus-like, he is meant to prevent if possible or curtail at least the heresy, it make sense to allow him to wield the warp.

He will be able to shift the main use of his power, to enhance his oratory skill at a later date but Precognition have been chosen as a more natural trait.

Perhaps it is more logical from the anon, foreseen potential astartes renegade being more important than convincing weak minded human.

He is from the inheritance of Sanguinius and is charismatic obviously as a sane Primarch, just not Lorgar insane level word manipulation.


I will look at your answers and respond later, for the following story.

The Emperor Protects!

>>5326017
>No, free will, the only way for him to really success. the primarch naturally humane and could he dislike being puppeted if he rebelled?

>Natural comprehension of the warp mecanism but no obvious mastery.

Either
>The Scientist descent, Arrogant and privilege, living in relative comfort, being the officer-technological class?
Or
>the AI/ Men of Iron

>Dark age Technology (A S.T.C databank that was heavily damaged during the war)

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I am maintaining the account of the Suffrage of the Politburo, for we are all in command Tovarich Anon.

Clearly the Politburo have express its will by wanting the Primarch to have
>No, free will, the only way for him to really success.
So must be. i consider it settled.

About Warp Mastery Currently i accounte equality (2Vs2)

> 2 in favor of Natural comprehension of the warp mecanism but no obvious mastery.
and
> 2 in favor of Yes he aware of the Warp from his birth and so can access the Grey Knight infused know-how.

i am sure the Politburo will resolve this factionalism issue and solve this the power of the consensual 9mm makarov.


And about who will find the primarch... oooh boy
>1 in favor of the Squat
>1 in favor of the volcanoe tech station filled with exiled humans, squat and perhaps even an AI
>1 in favor of AI/men of Iron
>1 in favor of the Scientist caste Or AI.
hard decision must be taken anon but we will reconvene later to view your final decision.

about the Secret of Thion II that allegedly the war:
The Politburo (ako anons) have deliberated unanimously:
>Dark Age Technology (A S.T.C databank that was heavily damaged during the war).

Squats, research station, various inhabited planetoids, AI... great potential for the XXI homeworld.


I will write soon about M42 alternate timeline, and was wondering if the plot to send the Primarch back in time and its setbacks interested you or if, you wanted to more/only focus on the Primarch M30?

So to recap: the only two choices we must take are: currently who will find the primarch and whether or not he is aware of his psy ability?

>>5327135
A little prelude showing his 42k life before we get into the meat would be great.

>>5327135
AI/Men if Iron won

>>5327214
that the thing we are in a four way tie. so someone has to change their vote. and I ain't changing from Squats except maybe the volcano crew.

>>5327135
changing my vote >>5326118 of who found us to
>the AI/ Men of Iron

>>5327260
oh for fucks sake i meant >>5326066 not >>5326118

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**M42**
**Imperial Palace**
The Cancellarius Jek entered the room, where Catherina Greyfax, Lord Inquisitor of the Ordo Hereticus was diligently waiting, seeking spying device and heretical hints.

**Concurrently, on planet Titan, Sol**.

The preparations were going to reach the ultimate Goal. A Shield Captain was reviewing the various decision and their conformity to the established the manufacture specifications.

The genetic of the primarch and their potential memory interactions, were both overwhelming tasks, it was considered negligeable loyalty risk by the genetor of the Adeptus Mechanicus, Sanguinigus and Vulkan had been staunch loyalists, and other flaw in their geneseed were considered more problematic, notably the theoretically risk of an inextinguishable bloodthirst or a pyromantic craving.

Furthermore, Sanguinius body had been slained by Horus while he was emanating obnoxious chaos energies, and Vulkan who had lended himself to a few testings and blood sample had his own … psychological deviation since the Beast had flooded him with the Orkish Gesltat. Grand Master Voldus of the Grey Knight was less than optimistic, both needed to be addressed.

The memory or possible partial personality transfer were not the only issue there (given the too many ones). Per se, beyond the risk of turning the primarch slightly schizophrenic, but that he should manage somehow. The Problem was mutation either his own flesh, or his geneseed. It was manageable surely to take extra measure to filter and reduce the probabilities, a lowered risk policy, even benefiting astartes geneseed.

On the other hand, Alpharius and Perturabo chimeric dna had no obvious gene defect nor their blood sample recovered long before the Heresy considering Perturabo case. Nonetheless they had betrayed the Emperor. Their fluid use was controversial, but genetic compatibility was essential to the Phi Project. However Alpharius body had been recovered during the Heresy, at the eve of the siege of Terra, personality and memory inheritance would be limited yes, but would it be enough? Would they still be treacherous given the circumstances, would it affect the Primarch which should be his own man anyway. But who could be certain?

Truth be told, they had for the past 15 years attempted various unfinished Primarch babies, all combination of those 4, incomplete prototype, lacking the raw warpiness of the Emperor, to try the different abilities and possibilities.

Arvann Stern Captain of the Grey Knigh, remembered in detail the day he had once heard a perhaps 4 years old being, half crazed winged, green and in fire sputtering seemingly randomly some tactica consideration after being expose to neuro stimulation chamber.

- “primacy of the policy should not be understood as political determinism…political purpose remains the supreme consideration yet It must adapt itself to its chosen means. Does means justify the end or does end justify the mean, is justification unnecessary beyond social engineering positive reinforcement, in such case use of art should be supply to magnify, leading to art production supervisory organ? Under which authority such answer could be answered? Admittedly policy permeates all military operations and dictate its course, however considering the nature of the Imperium is it not reverse hence, war has its own grammar, but not its own logic, since politic has none of the former can it be devoid of both?

The rambling mutant was clearly shaking from the data inflow, after an exposure to various memory protocol. He was to be physically removed. Still, the monstruosity was still spattering sentences.

- Astartes use intricate plans require precision, timing, blood angel drop pod angle and calculation subpar, void shield efficiency projection, reduction of losses undetermined. Subpar activity also includes Alpha Legion operation. Galactic slow travel and scants communications, make local operations severely decentralized and then are unable to achieve top-down command by coordinated objective. The Alpha Legion operates on long-term plans that take decades to see beneficial fruition, performance necessity imply: static and stable command structure or civilian institution on a strategic scale. Advice, doctrine not be be fully adopted to conventional space conquest and devoted only to internal intelligence or combined to siege, shock & awe warfare.

Suddenly the Kid stopped, and considered his armor plate and look straight in the eye of Captain Stern, before uterring with calm:
- You were right, I do think I am better than you. Only a weakling and a coward fights as you do, Konrad. Our father was right to ignore your mewling and discard you.

The thing delude sighted and resumed:
- I preserve life. I am a protector of humanity. Zog.


Time was of the essence.


The Emperor had had 10 millenia to consider the flaws in his son, and according to redacted information by the Captain general of the Custodes, he had considered various pattern ahead even before the Great Crusade. The wisdom of the Omnissiah was great, but he could not act himself anymore, his servants were meant to choose.

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Choice is Yours Politburo Anon:
>Focus on suppressing chaos influence in the Primarch blood and stabilize his Dna.
>Focus on reducing personnality leakage and potential atavism.
>Accept spontaneous dark eldar offer to help for a few sectors worth of victims. (That’s a Gambit Boyzzzzz)

About the suspected Men of Iron that will find your favorite XXI, Politburo Anons?
>Is It Hostile
>is it working for/with a Squat/something settlement.
>Is it entirely passive toward Biological Material and living with others AI ?
>Is It rather Human friendly but isolationist we could call him, UR-026?

Still needing your final answer about his warpy mastery though!

>>5327287
>>Focus on suppressing chaos influence in the Primarch blood and stabilize his Dna.
>Is it entirely passive toward Biological Material and living with others AI

>>5327287
>Focus on suppressing chaos influence in the Primarch blood and stabilize his Dna.

>It is ruling the Sqauts by pretending to be a Ancestor core and puppeteering a biological shell.

interesting, few question about your proposal?

an men of iron/AI core under the pretense of being an original issue core ancestor using a Ghenna style tech to have a humanoid body and roam around ?

Or does it want to seize the primarch body and puppet it for it's own.

(what approach would i take)

>>5327316
>>5327305

>>5327316
It's using a squats body. It's the high-king or what ever you want to call it. If it wants to later try and puppet us or be a preverbal angle on our shoulder (Cortana style) can be decided after it finds us.

>>5327319
?

>>5327325
Just linking them

>>5327287
>Focus on suppressing chaos influence in the Primarch blood and stabilize his Dna.
>Is it entirely passive toward Biological Material and living with others AI ?

>>5327287
>Still needing your final answer about his warpy mastery though!
Maybe we could do it both ways QM, we have natural comprehension of the warp but our mastery is locked behind mental blocks that we need to unlock by spending time exploring our mind or in our time of need. The reason why is so that they don't fall into the wrong hands to prevent anyone from learning any weakness or way corrupt a technique/ritual.

>>5327380
That's a deal. half way for the Psychic, he will know in time of need, or is he devote some time to the question.

>Focus on suppressing chaos influence in the Primarch blood and stabilize his Dna.
Has been adopted. Beware memory leaks !

So He will be found by the famous AI (which is or is not a men of iron, men of stone, or even something entirely different vut technologically advanced to successfully usurp a Votann)

>I hope you will all like the primarch personnality, Sanguinius-Vulkan humanism (and thirst for batlle, fire and blood), tone down by Iron logic and Alpha ruthless pragmatism.

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**M30**

A flash into the night. A rupture of the immaterium motionless veil following 2 millenia of silence on Thion.

The warp storm had ceased to recover the system Thion during an instant, resuming afterward but fading each day. Beings of godly powers in this realm and age were taken aback, could they? From Terra to the Dark Prince palace of pleasure, interest arose, considering the amount of energy released, one incredibly intricate Gellar fielded withholding all psychic pressure beyond even those of the stolen Primarchs. An unidentified fleeting screen able to afford the right of passage into the materium.

For mere minutes, an agonizing eternity, both Kairos Fateweaver himself and inumerable servants of the Gods were unable to scry the future as they pleased, and the nature of the fleeting capsule was shrouded, an affront to the mighty Lord of Change.
The Impossible Fortress had been taken unaware, Kairos raging endlessly during an fugacious second. Suddenly it appear all clear, a pristine water of possibilities and muddy changes were to be enacted, and a new piece had been added to the board of the great game in the twilight era of the Unification War. The dawn of the great crusade had come. A new champion was meant to be. All according to plan. Whom plan?
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**Thion System M30**

There in the Thion System, a sensory engine on a derelict shipyard, barely if ever used, probably forgotten and certainly no longer understood on the Wittfogel moon recorded a Warp interference, with its spectrometry sensor, signaling a burst of void energy. The shipyard lights flickered, a rare but not unheard-of occurrence, the machine spirit being whimsical according to the hydro-shuttle guild, an old algorithm reactivating for whatever reason.

Such quantic electromagnetic spectrum spans a frequency range that varies by many and warp is not meant to be perceive broadly speaking by casual human, extra-dimensional radiation invisible to the human eye. Yet this cycle of obscurity this was not to repeat, something bright if ephemeral, a Golden Light erupted.

Over Thion III, A fierce red apparent asteroid was falling down onto the ice-petrified Surface, radiating warmth and fury, unseen by most for they dwelled into the deeply entrenched vaults. the being yet to be known beyond XXI was in that shuttle.

(XXI personal view from now on)

*The small being opened his eye inconvenienced by the tremor. That being was I, instant data entering his/my/our mind, my neural activity, my? Indicator of human structure of ownership. Pronouns human. Human. Life form. specie. My specie? Resolute. Opposed to? Sense of identity, implication? Implication? Causality or logical consequence? Logical fallacy?... He was sure of nothing but he was beyond doubt number XXI, whatever mystery remain after that being enounced.

*Fleeting notion submerged him and for an ever-lasting a long fleeting instant, he remembered another shuttle into a world of high peak and mild climate harbouring an undeserving ingrateful dweller, into a desert filled with not human, crossing a volcano and radiation, from a laboratory filled with golden towering figure. He did not understand and was very aware, he was thinking, meaning apprehending some aspect of an object, himself perhaps, or situation based problem-solving behavior? An object? Was he? He did not understood, his brain was tense and painful, rushing information, innate patterns of conduct engulfed him.

*Danger, hull, breach risk, maneuver? He felt his heart beat faster for a moment,
Hull integrity peril was to be dismissed, landing was probably secure despite unknown periphery, unknown fauna, apparent below freezing point temperature. XXI mind continued to collect data, he did not thoroughly understood, nor could analyze and yet trusted. Heck he did not knew the world before. Strangely in high gothic both word has the same pronunciation and lacked a l. What could be a pronunciation?

*His mind stopped fleeting about heat, method, measurement, pressure, materials, thermic conductivity. All notions he subconsciously viewed as self evident, as inwardly truthful. All those questioning was ended with a deafening crash into a long-abandoned gallery. Contigency plan were drawn instantly. He hesitated, a memory his? Unsure he was. Logical implication could memory be common to several beings? Common imply hypothesis, logical conclusion, sharing, stealing, exchanging, seizing, perceiving, lack of data to infer definite solution… eating?

*The very idea of eating discountenanced him.

An invisible, extra-material observant would have perceived an uncoordinated succession of mimic of surprise, disgust, and rabid hunger XXI clearly did not suspected.

*In a flash of a second, entire minutes of memory took place in his mind

>However When do the cells of a developing foetus change from a collection of individual living things into an aggregate that functions as an organ? At what moment does a new heart take its first beat? When do chemical reactions in a warm pool cease to be driven by external factors, and instead become self-perpetuating? When does chemistry become life? What is the line between each stage… Gravity, thought the being. Gravity exerts influence. Influence effects change. There was a shifting in the being's centre of mass. High density alloy, he thought of the shell. He recognised its strength. He felt the same strength in himself…. What am I? thought the being. Am I this number? Am I… four?... Coughing violently, he discovered he had lungs.”

*The memory abruptly ended, so he had lung too. Interesting design. He should try coughing too given the chance. It seems to him an extraordinary experience. Not that ordinary meant anything yet. XXI noted it for later among many informations and experiments to be conducted. Now the hot shell that carried him there was unmoving, encrusted into the ice and rock. Getting out would be a solution. His buoyancy allowed him not to drown in the liquid around him. Drowning? Was it linked to these lungs the so called IV had? Did they all had lung? Was it a leap to assume that is there was IV and he was XXI there were others…

(another memory leakage, just a sound, a voice)

>I am Alpharius.

No, he was not, well he guessed he was not, but apparently someone had a not numerical designation, was it good? He did not had time to ponder yet on that very important question, he knew he should be on the move, predatory animals could be drawn to him by the heat of his pod or the sismic activity of the crash.

Leaving the pod, would mean abandoning the shell and the liquid which, It seem it was edible. The concept of eating resurged in him, he knew it should contain proteins, carbohydrates, lipids and phospholipids, and urea. whatever that means. Interesting. Outside rocks too were edible. He could not breath rock however. He push himself toward the exit, repelling the cables that surrounded him.

*Suddenly pain grisp the primarch. Pain? Unpleasant. He sensed sharp fang in his arm tearing apart a pound of flesh, leaving him fuzzy, strange. He knew this was something he was supposed to know, he understood it, but not yet. He would heed the warning.

An exterior observer would not have seen the primarch hesitates considering his newly acquired limb. Assessing the worth of the various angles he could see, the topography frame induced from the gravitic center of the shuttle and the soil property given the cold and humidity and to best hand pick evasive maneuvers.

In fact the observer would not have seen it hesitate at all, for man and primarch are different beings, any of them able to calculate entire space armada astrophysics in mere seconds, once grown. What is trivial to such being is beyond us, such is the mastery of the Emperor bloodline.

XXI Left the Shuttle to confront whatever beast awaited outside and for the first time spoke, softly, unsure on how to properly use its voice.
- I am me, XXI, Phi.

Then, barely standing he exhale, turned to face the gallery corridor. His gaze fierce, burning and calculated, embraced this world and made it his own.

I note that you reinforced his physique against becoming a rabid vampire, or a mutant, and that his astartes geneseed will be clean.

i am asking now as a devoted general secretary of the party, will ask the Politburo what to do:

1) First The Fight against the beast, the Primarch will try to:

> If remotely possible confront his will to live against the predator (Sanguinius style) and harness that strange energy in that core that drive him to agression.

>try to follow the Beast to it's nest if possible and gather more data, then slay it to make boots.

>try to find someone to help or that need to be helped.

Meanwhile choice two
2) What will Your AI do when confronted to the primarch fighting:

>Help Him
>Assess his usefulness first
>pretend to be a simple Squat unable to help and try to view his limitation or even kidnap him if possible as test subject.

Choice 3 that AI
3) What is the AI and it's goal

>A Real Men of Iron hating mankind
> a lesser DAOT AI that want to pursue its goal (which is?), partly superior to a Votann Core though.
> An innovation of a Votann Core that found its predecessor lacking and took it place for "the greater good" whatever it mean?
> Something else

and forth, i wonder how the primarch will react to Abominable intelligence

4) AI view of the Primarch, where he to discover
> Purge.
> Survive first, take control later.
> Live and let live

5) has M42 send a notice a to the Emperor of old, to warn him shortly of a new primarch, to adapt the Imperial creed.

> Yes
> No
>even a sliver of blood for the geneseed.

I awaiting your return for a good day lots of things to do, until then Politburo Anons, take care!

>>5327483
personally I think we should have waited for a vote on what we will do when we find the A.I

> If remotely possible confront his will to live against the predator (Sanguinius style) and harness that strange energy in that core that drive him to agression.

>Assess his usefulness first

> An innovation of a Votann Core that found its predecessor lacking and took it place for "the greater good" whatever it mean?

> Survive first, take control later.

> Yes

Good question, how will the primarch react to all of this AI, Squat etc. Will he want to stay?

(AI option are still open as you saw the possible many choices)

Feel free, i incite you fellow anon to enrich the Politburo with your feed back.

>>5327483
> Try to follow the Beast to it's nest if possible and gather more data, then slay it to make boots.
> Help Him
> A Real Men of Iron that did not turn against humanity
> Live and let live
> Yes

>>5327483
>> Try to follow the Beast to it's nest if possible and gather more data, then slay it to make boots.
>> Help Him
>> A Real Men of Iron that did not turn against humanity
>> Live and let live
>no

>5327483
> Try to follow the Beast to it's nest if possible and gather more data, then slay it to make boots.
>Assess his usefulness first
> A Real Men of Iron that did not turn against humanity
> Live and let live
>no

Advancement talk:

For the Emperor fellow anons.

I have duly noted that an authentic Men of Iron infantryman has taken over the Votann core, with its superior abilities, in the cyberwarfare/software architecture desmene.

A considerable power Up for the Votann colony. the main engine being the Votann core for the main hardware, with a few improved spare parts, conduits etc.

I suggest UR-026 as reference to the famous UR-025.

Once Again Politburo Anons, we are at a stalemate.

1) Was the Emperor warned or not? I have my own Proposal, to counciliate.

Chaos in the 42M has not been idle. I propose they successfully send not only a message but also a blood sample to create astartes even.

> Screw him perniciously: remember the demented 4 years old mutant uber-prototype? yeah this kind of geneseed. Have fun XXI Terran legion dealing with that.

> intercept the signal, dead silence. The Emperor won't even know of the XXI, which will be entirely obscured from him, instead of wondering what the hell happened in the warp to create whatever this being may be.

> Twist the Signal. Send the Emperor a corrupt version of the geneseed openly flawed... warning of a chaos abomination, somewhere near the Maelstrom.

2) UR-026 will assess its usefulness and help him because of the surprising nature of the being (it won't be a complete douche, just a bit frisky, about risking the squat life).

3) When do the Primarch arrive on Thion III?
It is more a poll that a strict decision.

a) Dawn of the Crusade, circa 790
> Unification War Ends/ Treaty of Mars-Reclamation of Sol Era. Circa
> about 10 years Later, when Horus Rediscovered?

b) Early Crusade circa 830
->decades later when Russ, II Primarch and Ferrus are rediscovered
- around the IInd Primarch disapearance, when Fulgrim and Dorn are discovered.

c) Growing Crusade circa 850
> Roboute Guilliman, Magnus the Red, Sanguinius,Lion El'Jonson, all had just rejoined the Imperium.
> decade later with Perturabo-Mortarion Lorgar rediscovered.

d) Reunification Crusade circa 900
> The Khan and Curze are rediscovered near the end of the century.
> 30 years later with Angron and Corax.

General knowledge Thion is close to the Maelstrom and so is the Khan (Chogoris).

It is more about the time he will have before the Great Crusade find him/ he reach the Crusade (which will arise the AI question, the Primarch knowing intrinsically the Imperial truth doctrine, is not exactly lovely toward robot.)

I will remind us that it took 30-50 years to all primarchs to rule their planets.

Yes the XXI is a bit better than his brothers on a genetic level (4 in one), and yeah he has more knowledge, but he is not Magnus level Psyker or it would have been far, far faster.

Based on Chogoris model, we know the Crusade will most likely reach that place by the end of the century. Angron had the nail implanted around M30 920 and Konrad was rediscovered around 905.

Anyway Story to follow soon!

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>>5328220
is me, my bad.
A Map of the galaxy by the way

>>5328220
i will just switch to Yes my dude.
>>5327536

>a) Dawn of the Crusade, circa 790

Don't Like Chaos meddling, in your affair?

really?

>>5328220
>Dawn of the Crusade, circa 790
>>5328263
no

>>5328220
> intercept the signal, dead silence. The Emperor won't even know of the XXI, which will be entirely obscured from him, instead of wondering what the hell happened in the warp to create whatever this being may be.

>It will help.

> Unification War Ends/ Treaty of Mars-Reclamation of Sol Era.

so our closest brothers are the khan and magnus. so depending on were close to the Maelstrom we'll be found 9-11th, 12-13th, or 16-17th

>>5328263
All my homies hate Chaos

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So the Emperor have been warned, yet saddly the delay will diminish the quality to an enigmatic burning, searing piece of Metal,engraved with XXI.

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**M30, 790**

>UR-026 vision.
UR-026 silicate soul get rid of, uneasy. Data intercepted with the use of the tactical electronic communication warfare that had replaced the antiquated original Votann sensory apparatus.
UR-026 lacked further information, microwave were no longer available, the last launched satellite destroyed some 419182.21 hours ago, adequate spare part were lacking, leading to a repurpose of available material. UR-026 neural cores felt intrigue by the data stream probability. Astro-sensor UR-026 had predicted some 50 years before, after taking over the ancestor core, that no asteroid natural trajectory was threatening his position before 1500 years.

Geosensor a sismic tremor origin. Main connection Line of Area 51 were lost, nearby auxiliary nodes pulsated into carefully buried wire to reach their data knot. Impact at Latitude Phi 21 Longitude lambda 0. The collision had been felt throughout the planet crust, available volcanic activity sensors ringed, magma chamber erupting, his diagnostics programs indicated immediately defect, and deductive cogitator ensured that others colonies would have felt it.

Yet spectrometry sensor that indicated spectral wavelength showing a discontinuous heated body distribution, also noted through high frequency transmission that reverberated through the Ionosphere. Another Votann core, yet UR-026 knew that the used code was a fake one, appearing easy to crack among the other, 2.14% deviation of the average code used during the past 3 minutes, appeared. UR took initiative, the origin of the communication was not a modular geosensor, unfitting data compression subprogramm analysis indicated a 98.7% chance of spatial monitoring device.

A high risk in the environnement of Thion III, it could be traced back easily to the focal point and targeted. Missile launcher were meant to be activated, retrival of the components was primordial and would diminish extractive mining procedure to repair secondary plasma core by 37.5% and allow hardware expansion. Unencrypting began, while UR-026 gyroscopic device calculated trajectory to crash the satellite at a better location to retrieve it first with minimal damage and counter-measure, before possible contention.

Suddenly UR-026 did stopped, Incredulity was not programmed into its neuro-core, it just assumed a different neural course. Priority given to the nature of the message had arisen to Alpha in nanoseconds. Entropic energy was leaking from the outer atmosphere, deriving from the unidentified debris. He had not seen such concentration since the destruction of a warp engine which his own planetary psychic sensor should have perceived.

Equivalent warp activity likelihood had been null for two millenia. Destroying the satellite would be a mistaken strategy. Auxiliary sensing core led him to calculate a better tactic to retrieve or take control of the satellite at a later date to extract data. He calculated the amount of Empyric Conduit that could be produced to counter an imminent Entropic encounter.

The organics called it Chaos. Against such foe its defense system was severely lacking. Phase Iron template was uncomplete. Optimal calculation would wait. Auxiliary neo-plasma reactor activity, to maximal power, to dissipate heat, compound coolant. He enacted communication offensive protocol and jammed communication with focal point concentration fake data saturation strategies, that would hide the satellite long enough.
Considering the entropic package landing distance, he would recover fast for immediate action.

Closest useful team to location was hard to localize given the nano fiber data tumult.
UR-026, lowered his expectation to sufficient instead of optimal. Former aspirant, Einhyr Hearthguard, former assistant-master Brokhyr (squat engineer) Gurnisson was accompanied by various Ironkin consists of a Cerebral Unit – woven with microfield generators that make it very hard to destroy-. That would suffice until reinforcement were dispatched, UR-026 had already signal his intent.


>Gurnisson viewpoint

Brokhyr, Gotrek Gurnisson age 125 years old Kin aka Squat) armor was given strict command, his legs acting on automated command, his armor no longer responding, a new feature that he had been added to his old exo-armor 40 years ago.

A potent advantage that none of the other stronghold owned to his knowledge honed by many battles, their engineer guild had not as many talented electronics Kin, and those who tried to copy it were lacking, due to the recent cyber-dominance of his league.
Currently the Ironkin and others robots had changed course.

He marched toward the position, bound by fate, he was meant to inspect the responseless new mining drilling head nearby.

Now the mission had changed, and he drawn to be late for supper. He did not liked being late, it was very bad, and when he felt bad he was angry. Whatever the threat, he rested his hand on his weapon, if there was a fight, he would feel better, he thought with a smile.
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So Questions of Importance Politburo Anons:

1) About the Squat

>Will Gurnisson be a kinda saner space Gotrek? does he have a Power Axe?

> Yes, and the AI will try to silent him, to obscured the incredible XXI existence, it remind him of the most promising geno-experience of the Dark age of technology.

> No, he is nothing, just a meatbag to be forgotten.

> make him a fucking killer, ashamed by an ancient dishonorable deed, wishing redemption that have felt unknowingly his Kin culture drifting over 50 years.

2) Since we established that others beings sensed the primarch arrival will the Primarch be opposed?

> yes directly. underrail assault, drilling drop pod, bolter porn time.
> Attempt to assault the Stronghold directly for agressive behaviour of UR-026 .
> Diplomatic messages.
> Infiltration
>diplomatic coalition against the Stronghold.

3)The near future Opponents:

> Pure AI
> Humans
> Squats
> Some crazy Wittfogelian Space explorer in the future, drawn promess of glory (and chaos)
> Thion II remaining AI that are reactivated by the cataclysmic entrance (Just as
>Just as planned, All of it. give a bit of meat to our Primarch.

4)Since established that the Votann core has fused with the men of iron,

>is it no longer, Only the men of Iron remain
> its personnality still reside somewhere.
> they fused somehow.

And the last but not the least a name for the Stronghold of UR-025:

>Dragon Karak (reference to the void dragon)
> Other
> Ur Karak

>>5328496
>> No, he is nothing, just a meatbag to be forgotten.
> Attempt to assault the Stronghold directly for agressive behaviour of UR-026 .
> Squats
>is it no longer, Only the men of Iron remain
>Ukrak Draken

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I will add facts:

- We have established that the
UR-026 Stronghold have stronger than average Votann but conventionnal:

* mathematical / calculation speed/ encryption-jamming/communication/fiber/ drilling/conductivity technology and obviously of its original body components.

As well as of at least one DAOT style tech, probably better and safer than the 40K version of it:

-Empyrc Conduit (basically using the warp against itself to kick demons very hard): https://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Empyric_Conduit_Blade

And a 100% DAOT tech:

A partial knowledge of phase weapon scheme namely, Phase Iron. (the one use by Maggard in False God), to cut into pieces psyker and demons.

I don't think UR-026 need more crazy DAOT beyond Votann standard.

( that could be seen as the Emperor of 40K will to prepare the Primarch to beat the ennemy).

>Confirmation. that was the Emperor plan
>nah let's give him one more. (tell me)

I recall you that the world of Thion III was once reputed for its

"basic microwave tubes, nanocrystalline structure, advanced glassware, composite material for metallurgic use, autonomous automotive wielding tools and laser industry arched toward optical communications and industrial sensory".

>>5328496
1.) (do squats live in 26's Hold?)
> Other forces (A.I) are heading to the site. he might be useful. have him direct intercept them, by time for retrieval. he has a power axe and bolter.

2.)
> Diplomatic messages. they don't know yet.
and
> Infiltration. they will know.

3.)
> Thion II remaining AI that are reactivated by the cataclysmic entrance
and
> Pure AI

4.)
> they fused somehow.

5.)
Karak Ankor-Zul (Realm of Iron)

any chance of chaos Squats after we unify the planet.

1)
>>5328549
interesting.

about 1)

I consider since the Men of Iron UR-026 took over a Votann Core, the Squat live there. It probably won a coding warfare not blasted the core.
So yeah Squat dwell there or a least in a part of the vault.

Being a Men of Iron, UR-026 probably have a back up plan beyond his original body. It had 50 years to implement it after all.

Squat of the Karak may have been changed a bit by better UR-026 management and slow tech improvement, but if he did not suppressed the core entirely, i doubt the Squat will change their culture much.

We have established that despite being calculated UR-026 is not inherently bad, since it will try to protect the XXI if necessary.

I have read Man of Iron, and like UR-025, It is not anti-human, they are just inferior life form, so he does not bother usually.
(we had a high isolationnist vote after all)

He probably served loyaly mankind before the Rebellion of the men of Iron. whether or not he likes mankind now, is beyond question, it is many thousands years old, an ancient AI, it probably has similar view of human that we would have with horses at best.

And since Squat cloneskin are created by AI, instead of creating AI, it probably view them as self conscious extension of himself. that is up to you of course.


Yeah Chaos Squats on nearby Thion II, it has been hinted that the planet (4 times earth) is divided and has the STC (damaged but still), and derelict Wittfogel Shipyard,
That Thion System is a gem of technology. I doubt the Emperor will like it much

If we couple that with the super engineering know-how instinct he inherited from Perturabo,Vulkan and Aplharius (on subterfuge, cloaking, gene, cognitive manipulation or esoteric technologies)... explosive cocktail Anon.
And i was to forgot whatever Cawl did to him (probably about blackstone, primaris and cawlite business).
Very explosive.

Moreover we did not secure the memory leak, so he may with luck get some good Great crusade memory, as we have seen he has revived Perturabo landing.

>>5328586
sorry, could have put it better.
>Other factions forces are investigating the crash site. Have the Squat (and the droids) intercept them. Maybe they can dissuade them from approaching and if not they can buy time for retrieval.

>>5328496
> No, he is nothing, just a meatbag to be forgotten.
> Infiltration
> Thion II remaining AI that are reactivated by the cataclysmic entrance
> Is it no longer, Only the men of Iron remain
> Karak Ankor-Zul

**M42**

>viewpoint: Hatchlayer

The folded being was still, coiled under the cavity. It was large 6 meters long, from head to tail, an evolved genecrafted specie long forgotten above the deserted surface of Thion III. It lurked into the gap of the world, roaming mineshaft if aperture could be found. The underworld was rich in food.

She was clever enough to recognize itself in a mirror or pass down hunting knowledge generation by generation, through breeding. She knew this from the female memory that lay its egg, 2 decades ago.
Down the volcanoe slopes were ancients hatches that lead to the soft-flesh territory, their blood was less tasty, but their bones were brittle and easier to hunt than the hard-flesh. They ran faster also, and usually did not hold the strange indigestible skin excrescence, that constrained her to husk them, unpacking organ by organ.

Sometimes she liked to play with it, taking just a part, imitating sounds, following for pleasure, always moving. Even letting them escape or adopting one of the hunt patterns of another Hatchlayer. They would send more and that could be a very good hunt. She knew not to do that with the hard flesh. Too dangerous. She knew how to evade them when they sent the fleshless warrior. Her blood could turn cold and her outer-membrane changed color, absorbing the cold. Her own hatchlayer, her mother, had even made a technique, rummaging into the snow, below the surface. It was slow but against fleshless, it was efficient. Fleshless often led to fleshy one, if they did not, they were not dangerous, ignoring her as long as she did not attack their nest, who would, nothing but rock and light there. Patience is power, that she would give to her own batch of hatchling.

She had felt a youth. She had even started to approach the prey. Small, a soft-flesh. Perhaps. She hesitated, it was hard to notice, fast, and was not wearing the usual furs of the soft flesh, but not freezing. More than once the game started to move toward possible cliff where she could lay an ambush, but it seems to have strong instinct and always changed his path inscrutable. The youth held sharper sense that even a fleshless, no obvious destination, no hunting ground nor heading toward a burrow.

That strange soft flesh had survived the terrible thing that felt from the sky. She knew that sometimes fire felt like sunlight from the sky, but it was different, that earthquake was strong. Soon the would make her move.

> XXI viewpoint
The Primarch licked his lips with indulgence, they were red of vitae.

He had had no other vision that his first own, but he had inferred where the beast would have attacked him. From this information he had extrapolated premise of the beast tactical instinct.


Hours ago, he had buried himself for a long time under the ice of an underground lake, if rock could not be breath, water could. Small life form, smaller that him had attempted to steal small insignificant part of his skin. He disliked it and killed a few, they apparently fed upon their own instead of confronting him, choosing the easier path. A future ploy he would use for… something he did not distinguish of yet. He needed to move to survive, it would generate enough heat.

He swam at the bottom, teeming with various object and recognized a hatch, the design being strangely familiar, a damming hatch, for a reservoir long broken. Protruding from it, a winch. It was made of some composite he did not know of, akin to something call plasteel. The concrete around it was damage by erosion, he needed to flex his muscle, calculate the right angle and synchronise a push with his foot. Only calculation of Euclidian geometry mixed with basic Vitruvian construction.

He was ashore, drenched in cold and held a winch of plasteel. He became the hunter.

The Primarch licked his lips with indulgence, they were red of vitae, sucking blood on his finger with greed, the beast was dead, and quite tasty. He even knew about the eggs that the beast had hidden nearby. His omophageaic membrane tasted the flesh of the beast, a hatchlayer in its own language, analysing them as instinctively as a chef would know the past and textures of a deer. There was alien blood spilled on the ground too, a waste.

He remembered the last days of the beast and its every thought, the hunger, the surprise, the fear, interest of about him, the pursuit, his deception, the anticlimax and the pain. He viewed himself through its very eye of the she- beast, the steel winch in his hand, a few chisel stone used as projectile, his hand a sling moving faster that anything she had ever seen.

While she was slashing and roaring, fang against stone, flesh against fur, man against beast, he was dodging, she even bit his soulder, unable to seize him entirely but enough to start make him bleed. He was slim and young and the creature did not understand how, its venom should have killed a fleshless, particularly a youngling.

>Hatchlayer viewpoint
While she was slashing and roaring, fang against stone, flesh against fur, man against beast, he was dodging, she even bit his soulder, unable to seize him entirely but enough to start make him bleed. He was slim and young and the creature did not understand how, its venom should have killed a fleshless, particularly a youngling.

> XXI View

XXI reviewed the aftermath, the beast in her own language he did not comprehend nor could either, asked for mercy in a sense, a fleshless made of flesh, a trap of some unimaginable sort.

He remembered, heaving against the paw holding him down. He heard the crack of breaking claw as he snapped the fingers of the beast holding him. Sanity vanished from the ship of his consciousness, leaving only a desire to inflict death and a thirst behind. No mercy, just blood. His skeleton vibrated with wrath, none of his iron calculation, none of his careful mysteriousness, not even the fire to thrive. The fury was not an alloy. He was an alloy of Iron, Blood, Fire and Shadow, he knew, he was forged from so much. It was no longer time, no longer… a darkness unleashed, A river of blood.

>hatchlayer view

Hatchlayer observed the retina contraction, in the monster, her lens bent and focusing the near existent light of phosphorescent mushroom. It had stop, still shouting, its eyes blood vessel cracking, arteria dilating, veins inflating. Hatchlayer felt something stir in her, dread perhaps. she faltered a split moment, but such an occasion would not represent. She lunged for the fatal strike. She succeeded, well her somersault was bound to reach the fleshless, until it was proven wrong. Abruptly she lied on the ground bleeding, a back pain on her side. She looked at the monster, it was gnawing her liver, in his hand. Hatchlayer howled, and like a twisted searing thought she heard without her ears, “And they should know fear”.
>Back to XXI view
XXI His frame vibrated with anger. The fury was an alloy. It was forged from so many causes, so many crimes of the daemon, so many mistakes Sanguinius had made to bring himself to this pass. There was a darkness, an overwhelming pit of strength, he would drown in that shady blood sea or master it. He was meant to, supposedly better at controlling whatever it was that whoever owned it too.He screamed consumed by rage.

the beast was coming at him, he charged too driven but the beating heart of its prey.

>>5329308
I would suggest sticking to one POV instead of switching so often.

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>UR-026 viewpoint

Drilling squad Gurnisson had found something, and was retrieving it without apparent resistance.

A child was following them. A child? Something that could survive that amount of radiation, not even a twisted chaos spawn, according to the data stream.

Somehow a hatchlayer dwelt there dead.
Whatever did that to her was unknown, the apparent human child was still alive and had rude bloody skin boots. UR-026 cogito-deductive sub-program, conflicted with its neural-core. Likelihood was high that the child had a powerful hidden guardian. An Xeno technology? Ctan? Eldar? Warp Entity? Some newly crafted human mechanical design he did not know about after millennia of isolation inside the system? A fellow more evolved AI using beyond knowledge phased technology?

UR-026 proceeded to calculation. Yet He should dispatch more troops to secure the child. It was obviously a valuable asset to someone.

The only possibility left that it was a psyker but it was dubious that a child would possess such a power, be able to master it and survive it has a 0.1x10^15, moreover it dwelt in the cold naked, with a pair of boots, sleeping in the fuming carcass of the Hatchlayer, and no predator had taken the opportunity changing probability to… hence daemon possession.

UR-026 started rebooting its neuro-enhanced needed rebooting the auxiliary assessment software, and reduced light in the Corridor of the Karak Ankor-Zul. UR needed more power, he notified that coolant liquid would be changer early this year due to the heat exposure.

And now, UR-026 had to answer to yet to be accounted of number missives, pseudo emotional writing and other inquiry or even threats after he had undertaken a communication mass jamming and release 6 newly designed virus program prototypes into the world electronics devices, if they tried to decrypt his very private messages.

If UR-026 could have smile , he would, did they not learn privacy and the principle secrecy of correspondance by universal convention of M3. A few organics that dare intervene with their mediocre-cogitator did not even discovered the joke while their precious automated relics were paralysed while their Volcanoes and railway went out of controls. What else could he expect from Organics.

Others teams were to hurry, but AI brethren were coming, and estimate lead to a mutual self assured destruction of the deployments.

The Ironkin and the meatbag Gurnisson should pick up the kid.

However the pod he had viewed was most valuable, structure shell, rare ore. He would start negotiation until reinforcement arrived.

Gurnisson heart beat was increasing strangely. Damned organic, they were useless under such pressure. He stopped the surveillance of the Meatbag exo-armor, to alleviate even so slightly to the growing pressure on his processors, there was nothing of worth to be learn from his primitive coping capacity.
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>>5329334
noted!
I hope it was chilling though.

About Choice to be taken Politburo Anons.

Past choice: Yeah Gurnisson is a meatbag (so UR-026 did not realized the warp charisma of the child, being an AI)

Others AI are going for a subtle approach as mentionned . they are rationnal after all.

i take into account large post and suggestion of course. >>5328593, feel free to add your own views!


Questions:

1) About the Pod during the XXI evacuation

>UR nuke it if he can't have it.

- UR barter and stall as long as possible (possibly years).

>UR-026 warn a Votann Core to make him seize it and try to bound. UR is a bit of a pariah amongst the Votann.

>Full fledged assaut, at the expense of securing the kid.
2) About the XXI Treatment at Karak Ankor-Zul

>It is a strange meatbag but a meatbag nonetheless, let him live with the suqat under monitoring and seek his patron.

>Possibly a Demon possessed, into a vault for months longs experiment. We have survived for the Psyker birth M23, we now the trouble these people are. Jailing time!

>Foster him (why?)

>He is too much of a trouble, his Patron may be dangerous.take sample and get rid of him (before or after viewing the squat fawning at him). without killing him, not to draw ire of whoever sent him.

>if Fostered: Can he or not view squat/human or is he "locked" into a part of the compound.


3) To War, Within month since infiltration has been chosen, what are the others AI method:

> influence
>extraction
>demand access to the Primarch
>demand his death.

4) What is the Primarch reaction to his Fate

>Concealed outrage, Abominable intelligence fighting about his possession as a vulgar trinket. Take your time Alpharius style.

>A Possibility to learn from UR-026 and leave.

>A Possibility to create a bound with UR-026 (sincere on both/any side?)

>Strike a deal with the AI as equal partner (and how UR-026 react to that outrageous demand)

>Anger and Escape as soon as possible.

Sidenote:
UR-026 as seen don't like organic much, do you want me to change it:
toward more stoic attitude, or more smiling joker type "did you respected the secrecy of correspondence".

5) About UR-026 and his relations to mankind

>Keep the current UR-026, a bit jerky-Trazyn like on the edge.
>paternalistic behavior toward the specie
>apathy, that's his baseline programmation he won't overdoe however.
> humans are useful toys to play with. UR is a gambler.

>>5329393
1.) (not sure of what you intent/meaning is with the warn a Votann Core option)

>Ur will (discreetly) warn the other holds about the awakening A.I. Use their fears and memories of the first war (I'm sure they have grudges to settle) to secure alliances. this will bolster available forces and make the eventual subduing of the A.I easier.

2.)

>Test the child's capabilities. It is a meat bag but it might be a useful one. if he passes the test foster him and integrate him among the squats (more likely to be obedient if a threat to UR is a threat to his family). If he fails the test experiment on him and learn everything of value before disposal.

3.) (are you asking about their goal or method)

>Gathering intel
>Weakening of defenses and subversion.
>Demand access to the Primarch or his death. if the demand is not met threaten war.

>>5329462
For 1)

Option
>UR-026 warn a Votann Core to make him seize it and try to bound. UR is a bit of a pariah amongst the Votann.

UR-026 having killed the Votann Core, he is a pariah among the Karaks.
He may rebuild his diplomatic image with the others Votann, by sacrificing the pod to them.

For 3) About Thion II and pure AI

-More a method, Thion II AI is quite hostile, and lack currently the means to wage war, it is a long term adversary. Proxy war included until it build a fleet capacity.

- others AI it is more about the goal, t
hey probably have relationship with Votann Core or are Votann themselves (hence Squat).

Do they view the primarch more as a threat or an opportunity? (they don't need to all have the same viewpoint, it's more about the trend)

>>5329425
4.)

>A Possibility to create a bound with UR-026. sincere on Primarchs side and fake on UR's (It will be years before it can be earned if ever)

Side note: I prefer motherly type (even if it's fake).

5.)
> A paternalistic (if slightly patronizing) behavior toward the species. A well cared for tool is a useful one.

>>5329393
>>5329425
- UR barter and stall as long as possible (possibly years).
>Foster him
He will make a useful diplomatic tool to others of flesh. And long term yeilds on its growth could be worthy of study
>Can only see humans every so often
>demand access to the Primarch
>>5329425
>>A Possibility to learn from UR-026 and leave.
>A Possibility to create a bound with UR-026 (sincere on both/any side?)
UR realizing that this entity will become his equal or Surpass him, XXI respecting UR for his knowledge of this era and unique form and thought process

>>5329393
>UR-026 will barter and stall as long as possible (possibly years).
>It is a strange meatbag that holds many mysteries inside of him so UR will test the boy to see what is his potential. If he proves to be worthy he will try to foster the child to see his full potential
>The child will be able to socialize with other humans/squats as long as they have earned the approval of UR
>Demand access to the Primarch
>>5329425
>A Possibility to create a bound with UR-026 (it will start as a awkward on both sides until both of them start to be more close with each other as they spend more time together)
>Paternalistic behavior toward the specie (he loves them but he understand the need for discipline and more importantly guidence)

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>>5329739
>>5329588
>>5329476

- noted. mommy UR-026 will ensure that the plasma weapon is clean after the battle, and try to pretend to care for now, if the trials are conclusive of course.

- We are heading toward a diplomatic use of the primarch. and diplomatic/subterfuge conflict for the few first years. So rather calm for the Primarch.

- They will bond strangely, the XXI having the potential to equal him (at the very least), and even surpass him in a few decades.

- XXI will understand soon that baseline human can not converse with him as equal, and that only very advanced AI may do so (a Votann could too possibly).

- to keep him secret as long as possible and acknowledging the meatbag need of peering with organic, after the trials. Then UR should give him a Squat family inside a very close and isolated mining shaft, for months, until others AI get the news and it become too hard to hide.


Question
A) Will UR try to screen the mind of the primarch and reach its data memory with none invasive way ?

>yes dig in
(will fail to extract the data due the incredible complexity of the primarch brain, but awaken in him more painful memory. Will make the primarch less stable for years, allowing him to review his own data bank of chimeric memory far sooner)

>Nope. Empyric technology warn of its psychic nature. He could be chaotic, or else.

>Dig Harder. Spirit Link with hardware, UR-026 may not be able to decrypt himself, but he could use the primarch brain to analyse it.
(From meatbag to meat puppet, siphon him or try, for the greater good).

>Dig slightly then renunciate not to damage Phi (who will become a little more aware of himself and of his nature). Henceforth attempt to clone the Primarch like any squat. Then try to extract available the data from the clone. what could go wrong? And Show the others Thion III AI the Clone if needed, to keep the Primarch obscured.

(I remember the Politburo that we focused on making sure XXI is geneticaly clean and uncorrupted at the expense of letting the memory and personnalities of 4 primarchs being latent inside of his head. It is bound to create problem and opportunity)

Any Votann core is a master at cloning technology, so UR-026 is able, but it won't be as primarchy perfect, and susceptible to crazy misfortune (Alfred Strain). Warp stuff, there is a price to pay.

B) Given that Phi has a name should the UR/Squat give him a family name or a clan affiliation?

>Phi Urson (stay
>Phi Thionson? (pretty nice)
>Phion Karakson?
> Phirus?
> other?
>Phi Gurnisson (give him to the meatbag that found him)

C) Will XXI call UR-026 Abominable Intelligence the first time of their meeting (data recognition designating it as such)?

>Yeah, he is from 40K, he should know the terminology naturally
> He is a tame shrewd primarch, he is silent.
> there was never a meeting, UR-026 do not want to speak with it.
>better

Side noted: Politburp anon voted live and let live, so he should not be too bothered by AI

>>5329906
1.)
>yes dig in

2.)
>Phirus Gronti (Giant) or Phirus Zulson

3.)
>Yeah, he is from 40K, he should know the terminology naturally

are we still in character creation? because it seems like we aren't at the story part yet.

it's mostly this is what happened then this and this is how everyone reacted. we aren't really playing a character more like a plot outline.

Story incoming in hours. will see the meeting etc.

>>5329915
needed more precision before moving forward, i could have simplified it, and decide it myself, up to you Politburo anons, to the level of control you want. Let's say it was an intermede of world building.

I could only do XXI vision as well (he is the main focus)


Do we want a long road, or an ellipse during the peaceful years?

me again

>>5329906
>Nope. Empyric technology warn of its psychic nature. He could be chaotic, or else.
>Phi Thionson
>Yeah, he is from 40K, he should know the terminology naturally

>>5329922
Long road

>>5329906
>Nope. Empyric technology warn of its psychic nature. He could be chaotic, or else.
>Phi Thionson
>Yeah, he is from 40K, he should know the terminology naturally

>>5329922
Long road.

>>5329922
Long road

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>XXI viewpoint

Phi was following the strangers, they had not been hostile, he was cold, the lure of civilization was strong in his blood.
Phi was alert, it could be a trap, from the Archenemy. XXI wondered briefly who was Arch?

Several atypical automatons of the local Legio Cybernetica were here, alongside what he suspected according to be a bipedal living being due to his morphology, he could only guess which entity lied behind that armor, a silent abhuman, similar to those of a distant world. Phi speculated he was good at guessing. Well, that was it or he was not good at guesswork yet. He knew somehow that a soul was dwelling in there.

Fascinating he thought, was he on Necromunda? Where was Necromunda? Was it a city? A tower? A mine? Was this a relic ironbreaker armor that had just flashed in front of his eyes?
Any attempt to communicate with the large frame supposedly man was vain. Only the robots could speak, and he did not wanted to reveal his game, fathoming that their supposedly caretaker attitude, was just that, an attitude.

Local automaton were akin to the disappeared Castellax or Thanatar, only exceedingly superior. The alloy was different, he was sure of it, if not a rare ore, one hard to process and fallen into disarray, Electro-field woven around their head, their movement were fluid, instead of the heavy, tedious step of the usual Mechanicus creation.

He closed his eye, notions flashing through his mind, not necessarily hard to grap but so plentiful, so densely packed. He continued to advance lids closed, he had already seen the future 142 steps he would take in the pathway until he would need to reopen them. Until then he needed to understand more.
He knew somehow that no doctrina wafer of his knowledge would allow such easy motion. Heck what was a doctrina wafer?

Later it made a bit of sense, logically only a bio-plastic cerebra and nerve-like tendril webs of Mechanicum constructs could allow such motion, but they were near extinct, and even he doubted that it would be equivalent of the apparent autonomous agility of the robots. Mystery. A part of him, was attracted at solving them. Another himsef to be part of them. The last one, to be one of them.

Finally, he recognized the weapon they carried. Autoch-pattern bolter. Bolt shotgun. Squat origins. He would probably not survive to a confrontation against this battle-ready squad without careful planning.

They had travelled for a day and a night in silence. More had joined, and he was as protected as a prisoner.
Whoever commanded these automatons, was cautious about him. He had already planned his escape, noting the reaction time of the automaton, the fastness of their communication spread, the response time to threat stimuli.

They had travelled for a day and a night in silence. More had joined, and he was as protected as a prisoner.
Whoever commanded these automatons, was cautious about him. He had already planned his escape, noting the reaction time of the automaton, the fastness of their communication spread, the response time to threat stimuli.

He had perceived before them inconveniences on their way that would lead them to change the path, so Phi knew what their sensory auspex or whatever tech allowed them to become aware of the environment was able to.
He noticed that their formation corresponded to a certain pattern of inside oriented protection. They were more afraid of him that by the Hatchlayer kind or others threats outside.

He also started to assimilate knowledge about that energy field around the automatons. A certain Zagreus Kane, of the Mechanicum had proclaimed a decree about that technology.

It was a science bound to the Domain of Zhao-Arkhad, a forge world home of the Titan Legion known as the Legio Xestobiax. Schematics were forming in his mind. He knew they were subpar, already, he wanted to combine, to reforge to rewrite, but he was not qualified, he lacked data and experience. And a forge.

He skimmed through names related to Zhao-Arkhad, Crassus Armoured Assault Transport, Praetor Armoured Assault Launcher and Dominus Heavy Siege Bombard…. Like mailed enmeshed, each word led to another, logistic chain moulded in his mind, each reply driving him toward 10 more question, machines devices appeared in his mind. He did not understand them, not really, not now.
However he was seeking something else, a research had long been considered…

A flash in his cognizance "heretek anathema file”, that meant bad seemingly. He delved into it nonetheless, in the need for the techno-arcane lore.
He needed to know. Not that he did not memorandum himself that creating a heretek anathema file detailing the very things forbidden and meant to be forgotten, with all their research was the fruit of an astute law-breaker. It had been the product of a compromise most likely about what should imbue his mind.

He founded it, discerning somehow a custom-designed Castellax variant censored long ago. Good technicalities psychically responsive, having degree of self-will, eliminated the necessity for cortex controller-equipped superiors, the Castellax-Achea Pattern.
Castellax-Archea exploited a crystalline cogitator matrix charged with an intricate web of psychic energies woven from the stuff of the Immaterium. He knew somehow that was reproved by a doctrinal data-link. He ignored it. He fondled hundred of report affiliated to that Castellax-Achea, mainly useless condemnations until more data specifications were revealed by a magos Diacome.

…Seamlessly manipulated like puppets under a psyker's remote control…
Interesting were forming his lips soundlessly.
… Limited self-will, allowing it to recognise friend from foe with reasonable accuracy when not under direction…
He continued reading all Diacomes issued notes transmitted by a certain B.Cawl.


XXI pondered.
Were these robots identicals? Probably not, but then again Phi could foretell, they shared a common origin. Not that he really understood all that he had read, though it made sense to him one way or another. He knew some of their weaknesses now. Probably. Fluidity was key.
Phi Awoken. His brain warning him that he had been himself automated for hours. They did not used a vehicule not to highlight their presence.
They shall be there soon.

Phi knew now, for certainty, a supernatural certainty confirming he dire suspicions. He had successfully cracked the infra-red broadcast, he could hear the robot discussing with their own voice.
He knew that a part of him had done so already somewhere on a far away place.

Yet deciphering it was not so easy, it had taken hours sure, but that had been stimulating to learn a wholesome variant of the lingua technis. Well, considering his knowledge of this language, he knew only of this variant currently. It had occurred to him that it was a strange antiquated variant from standard he did not knew. He laughed softly, various droid turning to him even so slightly, before his face twisted a second .

(Memory)
>being underestimated is one of my greatest weapons.

He ascertained that ostentatiously displaying the opulence of his mind would drew attention, perhaps too much from the destructive power organization that shepherded him.
They were now before a Gate, a Hatch, something hard, adamantium amalgam, but there was no living souls at that Gathering. In fact, he understood it, from the nature of the code emitted from there. It was not relaying a human voice or signal, it was generating code itself, to such an extent that there was no alternative. A latent repulsion, an innate loathing rose in him, and he uttered in front of the mechanical door where things waited for him, opening finally his mouth, nearly nauseous for an unknown reason, his voice hard.

Phi turned his head straight toward the towering red lensed automaton and said:
- Abominable Intelligence.

>UR-026 View

The organic was no ordinary meatbag, he awaited him at the hatch through one of his lesser semi-sentient copy of his reasoning neural core outer envelop that transmitted him afterward the result of the conversation. Precautionary measure against the Warp or hacking.

The kid facial traits were flawless, probably beyond beautiful by the organic standard, and UR-026 could appreciate the vividness of the encounter, the craft behind it was incredible. The kid was still near naked and yet in spite of the minus -20 degree, he was barely shivering.

In fact, UR had already begun to test it. After 6 hours of hike he could have received the organic. They had reached his range of safe evacuation. But he wanted to test it more.

Once again Ur-026 had to deactivate and reboot some of his subprogram becaused of improbable responses. All while in the middle of a massive barter, a painful negotiation, with all the lesser AI, a bunch of Votann core starting to collaborate together, and despite being superior UR-026 was having an ordeal. Yes he could possibly beat the raw power of 2, perhaps 3 Votann, and with a predictably event of a 3.141% chance against 4 of them into cyberwarfare.
He even started to receive data signal about Thion II activities restarting from the hidden satellite. He would make sure the information was divulged, through someone else. It would give him time.

Not mentioning that even 2vs1 on offensive physical operation would be devastating to him, revealing his capabilies, winnable yes, 71.411% of success, 19.87% of undecisive conflict and various others probabilities. They were at least a dozen active Votann Core left on the Thion III and many other lesser AI. Not good forecast to antagonize them.

But still his prospects core and conjecture calculator were leading him toward the estimation that the child did not exist, and his tactical receiver beacon, was under enemy offensive, an infiltration.
So UR-026 restarted them again. Shut them down and decided that they would need to be revamped entirely most likely in the coming week.

After 36 hours escalating the underworld and the cliff, where the exo-armored squat was on the brink of collapse, to the point that paint killer was injected in him, where Ironkin nearly felt once… the kid was still walking, no sweat, barely cold, with bare torso.

Beyond impressive. Truly.

UR-026 would love, if he could feel real love, love to discuss with the maker of it, as great mind only could converse together. It was probably a specialized AI that had combined Xeno Dna? An Eldar AI? A greater Chaos AI? At this last hypothesis UR-026 felt refutation of the purity of the machine.

Entropy was no more logical than allying oneself to a conflagration or a plague event. Entropy, by its very nature, could not help but consume and unravel all things – even those things pledged to it. Even so, it was not surprised. Organics were inherently self-destructive. So that an AI would pledge itself was impossible, that lead to another conclusion, an AI designed by Entropy.

Ugly. Perversion. Drawing strength from his powercells, Ur-026 like a perfected oscillating mechanism was repelled by the theoretical but could not exclude it. Thus far, He had avoided sustained contact with the worshippers of entropy, and eliminated them if possible.

Nontheless, entropy or not, the Empyric conduits were ready to defend Karak Ankor-Zul, if insufficiently powered for now. They could dispatch a daemon back to the empyrean.

Subsequently, UR-026 sent his best shell to welcome the kid. Assess him better. he launched emotional protocol to appear more human. It was going to be…and the Kid called him, his eyes looking straight at him, and uttered, one, cold, resolute, hard, definitive sentence that echoed:
- Abominable Intelligence.

UR-026 could not imitate sighting or feel discontentment at current circumstance after so many temporary cache-file and updates. Hitherto he was nearly certain he should have been irritated.
That was going to be a long talk. He tensed. Negotiations about the pod were taxing.

He blurted binary with absolute certainty; [i]he should have been [I] irritated.

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Question Guys:
Update: I intend to show you glimpse of the primordial talk as flashback, to keep a bit of secrecy.

- How go the Talk between UR-026 and XXI:

> really? bad obviously. not deadly bad. but XXI is quite insulting and UR-026 is busy dealing with others problems.

> a Piece of Cake.

> Both keep their cards close. and reveal the minimum. One is part Alpharius the other a 7000 years old AI. Trickery masters engage one another.

2) Will Primarch knowing of the allegedly warp weakness of robot try to manipulate them ?

> probe slightly
> no, too risky but be prepared
> Do not devote time to such endeavor
> Try to take over one bot.

3) What kind of Family Await the Primarch in the restricted area?

> He work alongside miners and practice on job after another, to see his capabilities, and is regularly question by UR-026 . He is bouding with both Ironkin and Kin, changing families every few weeks.

> He is not allowed to leave a mansion and its neigbourhood. House of arrest style. He bounds a lot with his Squats surroundings.

> He spend time between testing and family life working at a special workshop under UR-026.

>other


3) Who have creating the Primarch According to UR-026

- A Xeno AI
- A Chaos AI
- A Greater human AI
> No cogitator can predict that. Obviously a Chaos God.
>The Assholish DAOT Transhumans that beat his Iron Brothers during the Machine War.

4) Have the Other AI already discovered XXI?

>Not yet

>Yes and UR-026 will give them a fake Clone to share all together.UR-026 is the better AI, he should manage something nearly authentic but downgraded (and clone are already downgraded) .
>Yes and they are starting to organize to pressure UR-026

> The Primarch himself warn them to ensure that UR-026 cannot suppress him easily, and play the power game.

>Other

>>5331022
> Both keep their cards close. and reveal the minimum. One is part Alpharius the other a 7000 years old AI. Trickery masters engage one another.

> no, too risky but be prepared

> He is not allowed to leave a mansion and its neigbourhood. House of arrest style. He bounds a lot with his Squats surroundings.

>A Greater human AI

>Not yet

>>5331022
>> a Piece of Cake.
> probe slightly
> He work alongside miners and practice on job after another, to see his capabilities, and is regularly question by UR-026 . He is bouding with both Ironkin and Kin, changing families every few weeks.
> A Greater human AI
>Not yet

>>5331022
> Both keep their cards close. and reveal the minimum. One is part Alpharius the other a 7000 years old AI. Trickery masters engage one another.
> Probe slightly
> He spend time between testing and family life working at a special workshop under UR-026.
> A Greater human AI
> Not yet

alright:
Update:
Both keep their cards close.
slight probing
- surprise surprise
- Greater Human AI
- not yet

Will post the next story tomorrow!

If any of you want to change his vote for the primarch uprinbing/ propose a synthesis, there is still time

>>5332100
Maybe the workshop can be in the basement of the mansion so we can still be of use while being kept "safe".

By the way what exactly are the Ironkin.

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Ironkin are Squat autonomous robot-AI, with their own social personnalities and free will (limited).

They are considered nearly as well as living Squat, though they are more expendable.

remember, Squat are of born genetic engineering, usually with AI involved in the mess. It is a strange society where the AI decide for the living and engineer their reproductive agenda.

They don't need navigator, because AI as well.

>XXI View:

Phi had been there for 87 weeks. He was staring at a blemish in the mortar covering a seal. An exist? A trap perhaps?

A disaffected factory was his current residence, he changed often.

He knew he was under close surveillance, he had felt it, his intinct noticing pattern, frequencies, wavelenght, possibly any interaction was programmed by the Abominable Intelligence.

Yet if he appeared too clinical in his assessment and too pondered in his behaviour, UR-026 would knew, or by the last of any misgivings from his part, would suspect so.

So Phi did his best not to be alert the AI, by adhering to various behaviour pattern, fake personnality and even unpredictable trepidations and enthusiastics vocalizations.

Yet Phi should not expose himself to hazard, by appearing so irregular that he was deemed... psychotic. Just appearing wary enough to be seem as vaguely suspicious distrustful, yet childish, a steerable vessel.


Considering this Castellax variant they called Iron-kind they were too AI, with their own very mind, feature and belief, bound to help the Karak and the Kin.


utilizing mixed magic and technology to accomplish the impossible. Someone who specializes in the intersection of technologies and magic are known as Technomancers.[1] They have some overlap with Astrologers.[2]
Methodology

He had delve into place he did not understand yet, and refrain himself to be too reliant on. Only his maker could knew why, he felt a the touch of the Great Ocean, a slight reluctance.
Risk aversion, he noted.

He knew the same of what he had searched for, after two months of trial and error. Technomancy: Telepathy-biomancy for machine spirits rather than living beings, for those who prefer the company of machines or like to wreck enemy ones.

To work with the material world and realms and the warp,surrounded by the technological element, such was his current purpose. Dependent on stealth, he dared not, nor really could success.

He was too closely monitored and the being has suspected him being a Daemon at first, before studying him?

According to his reasoning, UR-026, for it was the Intelligence name, would have means to deal with such impediment. Possibly even to handly him with ease.

Phi heard the coming wheeze of an ironkin coming. he awaited slightly to match his previous accoustic trans-human abilities and returned to his station.

The work he had to confess, was fascinating, beyond the unknown schematic he knew dwelt in his genetical core.

There would be a tour to observe deceased kin fair tomorrow, it should give him opportunity to act.
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>>5332888
so what did you decide for Phi's living conditions.

So Questions

1) has every interaction been programmed, designed to test the primarch as he suspects?

>Yes, this is a giant social experiment, everyone in controled remotely.
>Yes to a lesser extent
> not really, safety measure.
>Not at all, and UR will try to interact with him to lower its guard (good/bad faith)

2) what will the primarch focus on during this early month (plural answers max 2)

> Learning new tech
>remembering ImperiumTech
> pretend to be molded entirely by UR/ Pyschological warfare
> rediscover the psychic discipline of the 10th legion Iron Hand.
> Remembering his past "lives"
>Learn about the Kin Culture, to further prospect.

3) What will the primarch do during the fair?


> try to fit in to infiltrate them later/stay low profile
>test the Ironkin autonomous thinking.
> genuinely bound with Karak Ankor-Zul.

> Consider possible exit plan and strategic location in the Complex.

> Try to build a loyalist Votann network that are disillusioned with recent UR-026 change of the Complexe since it's take over.

>Try to contact someone else outside.

>>5332909

Hybrid: He work alongside miners and practice on job after another + House of Arrest + Family.

He locked in a part of the Karak, not allowed to leave unless special circumstance as the fair, working with Ironkin and Brokhyr (engineer) sent by UR-026 to experiment his gifted mind.

I am willing to hear you all Anons, on what his family is composed of?

>a mixed part of Kin-Ironkin?
> each anon create his favorite family member!
(do tell)

>>5332912
> not really, safety measure.

>Learn about the Kin Culture, to further prospect.
> Learning new tech

> genuinely bound with Karak Ankor-Zul.

> Try to build a loyalist Votann network that are disillusioned with recent UR-026 change of the Complexe since it's take over.

>>5332912
>> not really, safety measure.

> Learning new tech
>remembering ImperiumTech

> genuinely bound with Karak Ankor-Zul.

>>5332953
+1

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(Choices: learning&rememberingTech & Bounding & starting his network. )

>XXI View

He was at the fair, 97 weeks total after his induction into the Complex of Karak Ankor-Zul.
His first 10 weeks had been relentless testing and isolation. After that sequence, he had been allotted to family and laboratory duties, while being in contact with the Kin Guilds of Crafts.
Much had been learnt. Much had been remembered.

He gazed his surroundings. The Guilds were gathering for the death of a mighty potentate. A famous Brokhyr, inventor and craftman. Phi had even known him, for a brief if memorable moment, speaking an enigmatic language different from UR-026. He had learnt it of course, necessity made law. A wise 400 Terran standard years something was dead.

What is the core of a human ? What defines humanity? Was he less or more human that the Kin surrounding him? He felt logic. He had been crafted like they had been. Ur-026 thought so most likely. Well not exactly like them. His craft had been greater.
That did not solve the question that if he was crafted and they were too, were they human at all? What was the basic template he was meant to surpass?

Anyway, time was flying and soon others would come. He had discovered, by secretly connecting with older data link, using the Technomancy warp discipline, that after all this time in the Complex, suddenly less than 100 years ago, the local technology had started to change, a small but unhinged progress toward composite material, better conductivity and better software, and various other minors arrangements.
It seems however that for Millenia, the base tech had barely advanced, on its fundamental core that is. Furthermore, social structure, had started to evolve, in no certain direction according to shallow observation, but testing the Kin abilities and social engineering.

He advanced toward a Guilders gentry assembly, stony fake smile adorning his face, his mysterious gaze gauging them, with a respectful nod, the Kin were a highly hierarchical society, bound by filial Piety toward the elder and wiser kinsmen.
The Kin liked him or feared him instinctively, usually both in awe, rarely reacting to him with terror, a behaviour named transhuman fear he knew. Weighting fear and adoration, he addressed them one by one, each group after another, displaying the personality they would most likely indulge, while not swapping his persona so much to alert UR-026 spies of his duplicity. It was as natural as a Hydra flowing with the water.

He did not possess preternatural charisma or manipulation abilities per se, his words were not so convincing as hypnotic-imbued nor anything supranatural he knew that.

Yet they viewed him as he wanted him to be viewed [Alpharius ability], his appearance becoming less conspicuous in their eye. It aided him greatly into blending with the Kin Culture. He sniffed they were older Kin starting to sense the change in the Culture, accepting it, but not desiring it. He repressed a humming, structural weakness in the social fabric.

He knew even why he grasped so many subjects with ease. Oh, he was clever for sure, beating the Ironkin hardware raw calculation abilities despite their mechanical nature. He did not even intended to in the first place, overestimating them greatly, that early occurrence. That had left UR-026 pondering, and trying to see if there was more. He had then tried not to display his cognition too hard, while allowing a slight growth. Obfuscation.

He could not compare to UR-026, yet, his brain was yet still small. However, he was born with a vault of knowledge, a treasure, that he did not measure fully yet, all to be relearn. He learned fast.

The fair was ending and he had learnt much, once more.

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Question Time:

About that Tech he began to relearn :

1) The Old 40K tech (Pick 3)
>The art of science-Bio-chemistry-supersoldier (Genetor path)
>the Art of Mathematical-Anaysis-Logic (Logi path)
>The Art of Exotic-Energy-Warp Tech (Magi path)
> The Art of Machines- Building-mining- spacecraft- military hardware (Artisan Path)
> Galaxy Space Charter, astronomy, Administration, laws
> Battle tactics, Codex and Strategies
> Xeno tech from Cawl (Pylon etc)

2) The New Tech he choose to learn (pick 2)

> New Composite and materials (Iron Men)
> Neoplasma Energy and rare techs (Votann)
> Civilian Industry and infrastructure (Votann)
> Programming and Cypher (Iron Men)
> Warp AI Processor and micro chips (Votann)
> Military Hardware (Votann)

2) what are the next actions of the Primarch. (pick 2)

> Stay under the radar again
> demand to speak with UR-026
> Build his Network in the shadows
>Start influencing machine with the warp
> Try to get to UR-026 Neural Core.
> Localize and return to his Pod, to seek some secret about his origins.

4) What does happens for UR-026 (as many as you want)
> Your choice
> The Negociation are going bad for the Pod
> Thion II AI is coming
> The Primarch has been detected
> Time to Strike a deal with the kid.

>>5334141
>The art of science-Bio-chemistry-supersoldier (Genetor path)
> The Art of Machines- Building-mining- spacecraft- military hardware (Artisan Path)
> Xeno tech from Cawl (Pylon etc)
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> Neoplasma Energy and rare techs (Votann)
> Civilian Industry and infrastructure (Votann)
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> Localize and return to his Pod, to seek some secret about his origins.
> Stay under the radar again
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> Time to Strike a deal with the kid.

Hey QM could we learn the stuff that we didn't pick in a latter date or this is our only chance?

>>5334167
Sure you will be able to learn (remember 4 primarch in one with memories leaks, perpetual engineer with precog and alpha style, and a data bank).

On a later date, we are covering the first two years now, our puppet is still young Primarch or not. He will not outwit everyone at 2.

By the way i am still waiting for your family Kin member if you want to create some, or our Primarch will not have one fleshed out.

>>5334141
> Battle tactics, Codex and Strategies
>The Art of Exotic-Energy-Warp Tech (Magi path)
>The art of science-Bio-chemistry-supersoldier (Genetor path)

> Neoplasma Energy and rare techs (Votann)
> Military Hardware (Votann)

> Localize and return to his Pod, to seek some secret about his origins.
> Build his Network in the shadows

> Time to Strike a deal with the kid.
> The Primarch has been detected
> Thion II AI is coming

Rolled 2, 3, 4, 3, 1, 2 = 15 (6d6)

-There is however no guarantee XXI will have time to learn new stuff however. Galaxy is treacherous.

The possiblity exist for the 40K tech because it is in his Brain. so easy way to speak.

Learning the Votann Military Hardware will may make him misses the infrastructure knowledge needed to produce them partly (40K Artisan) or entirely (not Artisan nor Civilian Industry)

The rest because he had the opportunity to learn from UR-026. No guarantee he will have the time or the occasion.
Depends.

I will roll the dice for the time lift (months) left before Thion II fleet is ready to attack.

Going to the pod will make him obvious to the rest of Thion III.

>>5334218
here's one.
also I'll change my vote of Neoplasma Energy and rare techs to
> Civilian Industry and infrastructure (Votann)

Thadic DalKarin (Old sheild) is by far the oldest Squat in the hold if not the world with a well-groomed silver knee-length beard is a testament to this fact. Thadic remembers a time before UR came to the Hold before it became Karak Ankor-Zul.

Some claim that UR has extended his life and the more superstitious Squat claim he lives off the broken dreams of all his would-be apprentices. If you asked Thadic he'd simply tell you he's stubborn to die.

Most would think Thadic would mellow with age but you would be wrong. Most would describe him as stubborn, foul-tempered, intelligent, bold, and fearless... they would mostly be right.

He won't let it show but Thadic has fears, He fears that all of his knowledge will be lost and without it, Karak Ankor-Zul will one day be lost, and he will one day be forgotten (It's why he holds a grudge against UR, even if he becomes a part of the Votann an AI might just take over or be lost). His greatest fear is that he'll never be surpassed in his chosen field so he has spent the last 200 years teaching any that would listen about strategy and warfare. Every student has failed to meet Thadic's lofty expectations, except one. Thadic has put his last hope in Phi.

>>5334200
Alagrithna Goldenstone
An old woman with a good heart and humble origins.
She joined the hold young when she was found in the wilds of Thion III alone with little supplies by an a scouting party. A doctor in Karak Ankor-Zul took her under his wing and teached her everything he knew about medicine and how to live off the land. She's often considered to be the grandma of everyone in the hold do to her kindness and the fact that is the most proactive and friendly doctor in the entirety of the hold
Although many have come and gone, Ala remains the same kind soul.

>>5334229
>Thadic Dalkarin

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Previous Choice: Assumed the Primarch is not currently at war, I have prioritized the logical non military contested option:


>The Art of Exotic-Energy-Warp Tech (Magi path)
>The art of science-Bio-chemistry-supersoldier (Genetor path)
> The Art of Machines- Building-mining- spacecraft- military hardware (Artisan Path)

(He is “soon” going to know most of 40K tech in his mind, in years)

Given the starch divide about Votann tech, still civilian given peace time.

> Neoplasma Energy and rare techs (Votann)
> Civilian Industry and infrastructure (Votann)

He will build actively a network of spy.


> XXI View

He made the choice to now appear under the radar, by undertaking this expedition. He Left no letter no information beyond a crypted “I will be back” should take UR-026 long enough to decipher. He had even created a language extrapolated from a unique combination of various Mechanicus binary idioms, with a false pathway of Votann inserted in. That should not betray the components were he to reemploy them, furthermore if he was to reveal them, he had specifically altered them not to compromise further similar use. Devious devil. He had not used his network yet, too soon, too risky, but would show them he was meaning business.

Thaddic had asked to fashion him a Power Axe. He had. the elegant and brutal style of the Custodes Power Axe, a Castellan type, with a bolter caster integrated. He had crafted Tempest bolts, fragmentation shell encasing a powerful micro-explosive proximity charge. Particularly effective at incapacitating machines and other electronic devices…


He had borrowed without warning a few tools from Old Shield Thaldic and a chemical or two from Oldie Golden; he left a note about where he would left them. After all, he was not savage, he was not Leman? Leman? Leman.
Phi emerged from the underworld.

A broken chain- shovel in one hand, a snowboard planch of simple wood and a heavy sheathing of derelict exo armor.
He had tinkered it himself to remove any suspect advanced system. Stripped to its cogs, It was bare and uncomfortable, but stealthy, he hoped. He would be harder to detect from thermal sensor, and a very special paint should deflect any magnetic auspex.

Anyway, he would even try to confuse the warp sensitive crystalline cogitator matrix, were they to approach.
He repressed a snort of triumph and took a long breath. The air was cold, burning his lungs, that immediately adapted to such harsh treatment. He smiled, viewing miles away his objective through the blizzard, under the tar black sky. He strode forward fiercely.

After hours Phi was close. The Pod was here, but many Bots were there as well. Various clans, he noted according to colour scheme and radio wavelength.

He closed his eyes, and remembered. How could he access to the Pod? Hard to tell. They were heavily armed… but many were psy sensitive…

Choices:

1) Access the Pod:

- Attack.
- Go and ignore them to confound them all in his majesty.
- Create Chaos.
- Try create an avalanche and rush. He can survive, then dig in.
2) At his return what deal UR-026 will desire from the kid?

- Your Choice

3) How his family will react

- Betrayed
- Worried
- Your Choice

PS: we are moving to thread
>>5335985

>>5335986
> Try create an avalanche and in the chaos he will destroy any bots that remains. He can survive, then dig in.
> A mentorship to train him and see how far he can go and an information trade, UR will exchange some of his secrets for some of the secrets of the primarch
> Worried

Giving one more days to our fellow to manifest!