Fully exploiting 4chan's system, I bring you: The Origin, a shitty story by Aspiring Writefag.
Aspiring Whateverfag 02/07/14(Fri)12:30 UTC-6 No.30080329
Ishi seems a bit JJ Abs of a character, if they are a mystery even to Isaac.
Just my two cents, though, it's probably counterfeit pennies or some other worthless disc-ish thing. I just found them in the laundromat after I got done watching the news of the Ishimura's recommissioning effort. Lacking any materiel on hand to curb my nervous habits, I tend to find the nearest handheld object and toy idly with it. It keeps my mind off of all of the markings that look suspiciously like bloodstains we're cleaning up on the Ishi. Joseph was complaining about hearing whispering noises recently, and that, combined with the stains, are really encouraging me to get out of here as fast as possible. Anyway, goodnight, Intranet Journal.
First Diciple 02/07/14(Fri)12:38 UTC-6 No.30080436
JJ Abs?
I just figured that if Ishi was good at the whole technosorcery thing, Isaac couldn't care less if they are a he or a she
Aspiring Whateverfag 02/07/14(Fri)12:44 UTC-6 No.30080513
>>30080436 #
JJ Abrams was notorious for showing but never telling the mysteries of his movies and characters; if not even Isaac knows, Ishi is even more of an enigma.
>>30080390 #
Yay, we get to hear more about Isaac's geek-outs!
[Desire to hear more intensifies]
Oh, and hey there guys on 43chan, sorry to blog again so early, I couldn't wait to tell you guys this: the Ishimura is being UPGRADED now! We're including the latest Store designs, and the guys over in the Engineering department are chattering nonstop about the new centrifuge design! I even got to see it on my way to cleanup of the mining decks!
Oh, gods above... The Mining-Decks, where to start.
Whatever happened here was in no hurry with their redecoration. We found the body parts of some guy with the nametag of Dallas splattered over the walls and barricades.
Did I mention there were barricades?
I don't know what happened on this ship, but bullet holes marring the walls, the reinforced walls, isn't that encouraging a tale to be learned.
Bye, /ntg/, I gotta go back to work. Today's the medical cleanup operation, and if the mining decks are anything to go by, Medical is going to be painted red.
Aspiring Whateverfag 02/07/14(Fri)12:55 UTC-6 No.30080655
>>30080513
Well, /neo-traditional games/ I honestly had no idea what I expected when we boarded the tram.
Idon'tknowwhatIexpected.fuhn
The second those tram doors opened, we could tell our job wasn't going to be easy, nor quick.
The first (and only, really,) thing we could see was just... Red. It was like someone took the time to paint the walls, with exceptional detail I might add, entirely in different shades of red... or rather, blood and flesh. Our chem-operator confirmed it as much, some mixture of human blood, bile, pus, and random bits of dust, all packed together with some sort of random genetic goop, like a toddler got a hold of strands of DNA and went to town with the chewing.
But the stuff covering the walls isn't the worst part.
There's some sort of fleshy goop splattered around dents in the plating. Either someone had a field day with a chicken and a hammer, or someTHING had a very bad day here. Traces of Stasis usage are evident along a torn-up pathway. We haven't bothered to follow the path of destruction, it sure as shit ain't in our job description.
I find myself fiddling with these coin things more and more.
Aspiring Whateverfag 02/07/14(Fri)13:07 UTC-6 No.30080818
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>>30080655
Hey, /ntg/, I have a question: since you are all somehow so knowledgeable of this ship, what could have made all of these dents in the flooring? There isn't any small enough mining quip ment that can make this shape, and the indentation looks like pic related: notice how they are WALKING VERY SWIFTLY. This job seriously sucks, I don't get paid enough for this.
Speaking of money, I asked around and nobody seems to know what these things actually are, not even Mr. I Swear It's Only A Hobby Collection could make hide nor head of what it is.
Anonymous 02/07/14(Fri)13:12 UTC-6 No.30080877
>>30080818
Just a rough guess, but I reckon it would be something very heavy, probably putting its weight on just two of it's legs. Did the Ishi have any large animals on board, for food purposes? Otherwise, I can't even think of what could've done that to 6 inches of titanium-A plating.
Anonymous 02/07/14(Fri)13:18 UTC-6 No.30080959
>>30080818
What you describe sounds like a power sledge, but who the fuck would be swinging one of those around on a ship?
Aspiring Whateverfag 02/07/14(Fri)13:20 UTC-6 No.30080983
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>>30080959 #
And in the medical area? What in the name of Altman HAPPENED here?!
>>30080877 #
I'm not sure, the medical wing was up to some pretty crazy shit. It's too bad the research was wiped out, we might have some clue as to just what we're seeing.
Another question: have you ever seen something that looks like this: (pic)
Aspiring Whateverfag 02/07/14(Fri)13:45 UTC-6 No.30081307
>>30081028 #
>>30081019 #
Where did we find this spreading?
Better to ask where HAVEN'T we found this.
It's covering almost everything in some portions of the ship. We've decided to just use an organic matter annihilator for it.
>>30081176 #
>>30081161 #
Tch.
>2511
>Not using To Glory (video linked)
I bet you guys on 43chan don't even praise Altman. Crazy nonbelievers,what can you do?
>>30081254 #
I'm surprised someone still plays those archaic games, they came out centuries ago.
Okay, so we've gotten everyone out of the Ishimura and flooded the bastard with OMA gas. I gotta go, guys, something's going on.
Damn, where did I put those coins? Ah, there they are. Alright, end tra-
*Current Intranet Blog Transmission ended*
Error 18472, Intranet File Not Found *TRANSMISSION ERROR* 02/07/14(Fri)13:58 UTC-6 No.30081474 Replies: >>30081489 >>30081586
File: 1391803095910.jpg-(Spoiler Image, 139 KB, 640x360, image.jpg) (picture is a spoilered image of a camera 'recording' a necromorph in a room that you have to click on, 'activating' the camera.
start, I SAID START YOU PIECE OF oh it's working now. Okay, guys, I don't know if this will be able to get through to you, they've started to block commercial Intranet chatter, the bastards. So... there's SOMETHING here.
It ain't human.
But it used to be Joeseph.
He started acting a bit crazy, then BANG nails himself in the head. We tossed his body down the vent shafts two hours ago.
He just came back up.
We put him down again, thankfully one of us felt the need to carry a high-powered handheld saw... guys, I don't know what's going on anymore bu-fuck, FUCK.
*Intranet Blog Transmission Pauses*
SAMMAEL, COVER JORG, I DON'T CARE IF HE'S CRYING IN A CORNER, WE DON'T LEAVE HIM, OR ANYONE, BEHIND, WE CAN-
*Intranet Blog Transmission Stops*
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>remote camera view operational. warning, low power.
*TRANSMISSION ERRO_%{* 02/07/14(Fri)14:00 UTC-6 No.30081509
>Camera Has Lost Majority Of Power.
>No Humans Detected.
>Ending live Recording
*TEXT INTRANET TRANSMISSION ONLY* Despairing Whateverfag (Email set as
[email protected]) 02/07/14(Fri)14:20 UTC-6 No.30081797
I doubt anyone here of our Cleanup Crew know exactly what the bloody hell is going on anymore. First my goddamn T-Sec force brother shows up talking about some crazy "Necromorph" infestation thing on the main body of the Sprawl, next thing I know we see something... I don't know what, exactly, we only got a glimpse at it, but it was big. Like, really, really big. And he goes after it with passion and a pulse rifle, after yes, the thing now very high on my list of Things To Avoid Running At, right up there next to rotating fan blades and the insides of trash compactors. Next thing we hear is a PFOO-PFOOM, and guts are flying from around the corner. We tried to convince him to stay with us, he'd be safe here, but he just scoffed at us and trotted away.
Fucking asshole, even in the middle of an apocalypse.
Unauthorised acce-Access Granted /USER/: Aspiring Whateverfag 02/07/14(Fri)14:37 UTC-6 No.30082044
Hey again, 43chan, I'm using a GovAccess computer to do this, if you can see this good for fucking you, you have some warning.
Don't go for the head.
Oh sweet Altman, DON'T Go For The Head.
Jalman tried that from close range, and was promptly bisected, quadrisected, then pulped in a mass of blood and bone. Turns out if you cap them in the head with something that doesn't explode violently, they start to act violently themselves. The thing started flailing about wildly, then it caught a swipe of Jalman's arm, leaving a huge gash. That was enough, I guess, for it; it grabbed onto Jal with it's smaller arms and sank its fangs into his eye sockets, and then to chop him to pieces faster than you can say Slapchop2000.
Unfortunately for Jalman's and very fortunately for us, we scrounged around in the Ishimura's Engineering-based areas and found a few HGAs we didn't touch during cleanup that had been tinkered with ridiculously, someone added a fire effect to them, even. With a pull of an activation trigger, BVOOM no more... slashy thing.
Shit. It looks like T-Sec Force is blocking off the government sector now, illtalktoyouguyslatershitgottagobye
Aspiring Survivorfag 02/07/14(Fri)14:53 UTC-6 No.30082340
We... I guess we're on the Ishimura for a while now. Whoever activated the Planet Cracking mechanism on the station took the last quick escape way we had.
Fucking Jackass, we could hear their craft leaving the ship when we entered. But NOOO THEY CAN'T WAIT TWO ALTMAN BE DAMNED SECONDS FOR THE SOURCE OF THUDDING BOOTS BEHIND THEM, NOOOOOO CAN'T HAVE THAT.
Fucking. Jackass.
Now how are we suppOWFUVKSTOPTHATSHITYOUBASTARDWEARENTDOINGANYTHINGWHATSWRONGENOUGHWITHTHEVOICESDAMNITAAAAA-
*Intranet Transmission Overflow*
Aspiring Idiot 02/07/14(Fri)15:00 UTC-6 No.30082480
Shit... None of you guys heard that?
No
Nope
Nada
No, can't say I heard anything but you screaming to make something whole.
This is just damned strange now. How is it OHFUCKINGGODITHURTSSHITAUAAAUUWHATSWRONGHEYSNAPOUTOFITWHATAREYOUDOING-
What? Why do I have these coins again?
Called Writefag 02/07/14(Fri)15:06 UTC-6 No.30082603
Why is... what's going on?
You tell us, you look like you're high as the midday sun on Terra.
Where are you guys?
Gar, we're right here, hello?
I...
I can't see any of you, it's just all whitish yellow...
It's calling out... Like it needs to be... saved? It's... almost... peaceful...
GAR! HEY, HELLO, EARTH TO GAR, COME IN. DAMNITGARRETSNAPOUTOFI-*TWACK*
Guys... I think I know what's in the government sector...
what, Gar...
... the Source.
Why is my hand vibrating when I hold these coins?
INCOMING INTRANET-WIDE TRANSMISSION...* [CENSORED] 02/07/14(Fri)15:09 UTC-6 No.30082675
"ATTENTION USG ISHIMURA, REPEAT, ATTENTION USG ISHIMURA. YOU ARE NOT AUTHORISED TO EVACUATE TITAN STATION, POWER DOWN YOUR ENGINES IMMEDIATELY OR WE WILL BE FORCED TO BOARD.
[Censored] [Censo[efag]] 02/07/14(Fri)15:11 UTC-6 No.30082712
This isn't good.
Oh sweet Altman, this is very not good, this is the opposite of very good.
COINS. SHOULDN'T. FLOAT.
Aspiring Writefag 02/07/14(Fri)15:22 UTC-6 No.30082897
What's happening, Garret, speak, tell us something!
I DON'T KNOW, THEY JUST WANT ME TO GO TO THE NEST.
Why would little hunks of metal do something like that, Gar?! They AREN'T MOVING!
What, of course they're moving! I barely can keep up with them, they're practically flying to the Captain's Nest!
Garret, what are you doing... GARRET, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE. GA-
*SYSTEMWIDE REBOOT... COMPLETE.*
*WELCOME TO THE USG ISHIMURA, CAPTAIN GARRET.*
*WHAT IS YOUR COMMAND?*
Uh... Guys? Advice?
Advice on what, Garret, nothing's happening anymowoawoawoaWOAH THERE.
*BRIDGE BLAST SHIELDS ENGAGED.*
*NAVIGATION. ONLINE.*
*ENGINEERING. ONLINE.*
*MINING ADMINISTRATION COMPUTER. ONLINE.*
*WOULD YOU LIKE TO DISENGAGE PLANET CRACKER?*
*Y/N?*
Um, yes, I guess...
*PLANETARY MASS IS NOW BEING REPELLED.*
*WARNING: TITAN STATION REACTORS OVERLOADED. ANOMALOUS ENERGY SOURCE DETECTED. ANOMALOUS ENERGY SOURCE DETECTED. PLEASE BRACE FOR IMPA-
*Transmission end*
[EDF SCAN] 02/07/14(Fri)15:29 UTC-6 No.30083030
Explosion detected at Location:
Titan Station.
Size:
Cataclysmic
Destruction:
Full Government Sector annihilation
Full Public Sector annihilation
Ships destroyed:
All Ships Docked with Titan station
EDF Ships in orbit around Titan Station
Scanning...
USG ISHIMURA NOT FOUND.
Aspiring Writefag 02/07/14(Fri)15:36 UTC-6 No.30083167
"Lord-Inquisitor Trokat."
"Yes, Captain Helios?"
"A large burst of non-Warp originated energy has been detected in the outer reaches of the Sol system."
"... What type of energy...?"
"Unsure, Lord-Inquisitor."
"Captain!"
"WHAT IS YOUR ORDER, INQUISITOR?"
"Take a Deathwatch Team to the energy source at once! If there is a threat to Terra, we must root it out!"
"YES, MY LORD."
Anonymous 02/07/14(Fri)15:47 UTC-6 No.30083414
It is the 41st Millennium. For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the Master of mankind by the will of the gods, and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die.
Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in his name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat from aliens, heretics, mutants - and worse.
There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of the thirsting gods.
But now, the Gods have drawn Silent, for but an ordinary man, one of the untold trillions whose destiny it is to die in service of the Emperor, was revealed. In the crypts of the Lexicanum in the halls of Holy Terra, a file is dusted off and opened, to the Three Slits Of Blue.
He is but a man.
And that alone makes him a Legend.
Aspiring Writefag 02/07/14(Fri)15:51 UTC-6 No.30083483
And thus ends a story/reason for Isaac being in the 40K universe.
Terrible? Probably.
Horrible abuse of 4chan in itself? Oh yes.
Some content, even if shitty?
I guess?
Aspiring Writefag 02/07/14(Fri)16:06 UTC-6 No.30083746
This story wasn't about RP'ing, it was about a story told from an unreliable 1st/3rd person over the shoulder event-by-event story meant to draw the reader into thinking that it's happening to the narrator(s) during the events, with satirical 4chan (a la 43chan) and /neo-traditional games/, a separate board from /tg/ that was only made because /tg/ is too eternally subtle for you.
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File: 1391813097277.jpg-(Spoiler Image, 18 KB, 187x270, image.jpg) (Totally not a picture of any wereboar assassins, nope.