Warhammer 40k role play! [Nsfw, characters are Mlp anthro]

@BronyAirman2552  
And so they get one, the pegasus stretching in… well, not unusual clothes, but certainly different from what most inquisition members would wear… much to the annoyance of her escort. “Yes, gentlemen? What do you require that needs one who is cursed to channel the Warp?”

@Luke1066  
(little factoid, every navigator on a ship is a psyker 20 in most normal sized cases.)

@BronyAirman2552  
the captain nods, having also received word of a psyker set to arrive soon.

@Cerebrate19  
(i am surprisingly aware of this fact already. The Imperium ignores it for… reasons. and she’s not a navigator, besides :p)

@Luke1066  
(just saying, also the guys i play here have a disproportionately high use of the warp as well.)

@Luke1066  
Major Ice Spear approaches. “We need a way to predict the movements of the chaos marines. Can you help us?”

@BronyAirman2552  
“Well, that depends on which band we’re dealing with… _{if it’s the ‘Emperor’s’ Children, i’d rather not, given who they’re dedicated to…} but any other band i should be able to… somewhat predict, anyways.” Her wings ruffle as she begins to focus, scrunching before having a seat on the ground.

@Luke1066  
“Both iron warriors and the Emperors children.”

@BronyAirman2552  
“Oh. Joy. Yeah the Warriors are planning on setting up some sort of… base… what the hell are they up to there… How many moons are in this system, and how many are in the orbit of this world?”

“at least 3 moons orbit this world alone”

@BronyAirman2552  
“Right… so the one was cleared, that means… oh. That might be a problem.”
 
“So uh, they might be trying to alter the course of both moons to impact each other. A unique way to carpet bomb, but i’m pretty sure that’s going to do some damage.”
 
“As for the Emperor’s Children…” Her wings shoot out with a pomf and she blushes, blood slowly trickling from one nostril. “Uh… yeah… i think they’ll be occupied with that for a while. That’s… lewd… and heretical… mostly heretical.”

“The fleet needs this info. They are the only ones in a position to stop the work on the moons.” He gets a vox and relays the info. “As for the Emperor’s children, I’m guessing they are doing some sort of slaanesh ritual?”

@BronyAirman2552  
“Yep! About… oh… Magnetic North on this world.”

@Luke1066  
“Then let’s stop them. Your coming with my Warhawks.”@Cerebrate19  
He turns to the astartes. “We are going to cause a bit of damage to the Heretics. We will return after the Emperor’s children have been stopped.”

@BronyAirman2552  
“Oh. Okay. This is fine.” Her expression says that nothing is fine about being dragged any closer to this particular brand of heretic.

@Luke1066  
2 Valkyries take the Warhawks and the psyker to the Emperor’s children. “Are you alright? It may seem strange that I care for a psyker, but I believe your kind are servents of the Imperium, not witches to be burned for luck.”

@BronyAirman2552
 
@Luke1066  
“be warned… i have on good authority that their local champion, one Thunderhead, still retains the tactical skill from their loyalist days.”

@BronyAirman2552  
“No, no, everything is fine, just that the last time i was fighting the ‘Children’… things happened. And i’d rather not have them happen again.”

@Luke1066  
The Valkyries land and the Warhawks exit, taking the psyker with them. They march towards the location of the ritual, ready to surprise attack the children.

@BronyAirman2552  
As they progress, the mare staggers, falling to her knees and wincing. “Ow… ow… ow… what in the Emperor’s name are they summoning…?”
 
She stands back up and continues, of course.

@Luke1066  
“Whatever it is, we need to stop them.” They reach the location and set up firing positions. They can see…. Wow that’s heretical. The Warhawks now know why the psyker was nervous. They prepare to fire when the ground starts to shake and a portal opens up. A minor daemon prince of slaanesh steps out. “Open fire! Kill it!” The major shouts, and the Battle begins.

@Luke1066
 
@BronyAirman2552  
as soon as they were no longer busy the marines among them formed ranks and shot back, a few carrying an odd dvice, soon revealing itself to be a blastmaster, hitting not dissimilar to a mortar and to the same effect.

@Cerebrate19  
The Warhawks fire their Hellguns at precise targets. The major asks for the psyker to help block the daemons power.@Luke1066

@Cerebrate19
 
@BronyAirman2552  
“WHAT DO YOU THINK I’M TRYING TO DO, MAJOR?! IT’S A DAEMON, I’M DOING WHAT I CAN!” She shouts back, barely dodging the blast radius of one of the blastmaster’s shots before taking to the air in an attempt to increase her mobility.

@Luke1066  
The Warhawks send a squad to flank and destroy the blastmaster using krak grenades. The major, as well as another squad, focus fire on the daemon.