CSJ 2018/05/04(Fri)15:03 No. 882540 ID: e7830d
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The door, despite a great deal of shuddering, remains intact. Having finally reached the door, you open it to make an important discovery.

You aren't the only Commissar on the ship.

dice 1d100

"So... laundry day?"

rolled 24 = 24

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if you insist :3

1/2 CSJ 2018/05/05(Sat)14:49 No. 882707 ID: e7830d
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>>882539
He doesn't look impressed.

Uh, hi...Commissar. I didn't know it was you. Uh. Sorry.

That's Commissar-Captain Antony Carnus to you and your insolence has been noted. As a Junior Commissar, you have been seconded to me on your current assignment. That includes monitoring your performance, handling capital punishment requests you submit and apparently, handling your brassiere.

CSJ 2018/05/05(Sat)15:11 No. 882709 ID: e7830d
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>>882584
So... laundry day?

WHAT?

I mean, thank you. I didn't know it had gone missing. Maybe there was a mix-up with the laundry servitor?

Well, I find it somewhat UNLIKELY that this item somehow made its way from your possession into the hands of the 13th Merov Penitentiary Indentured regiment without your knowledge, but I am giving your the benefit of the doubt for now. The state of the machinery on this vessel is such that I cannot fully discount your flimsy excuse.

He tosses the pink bra across the room.

Yeah, it's a shame the Mechanicus hasn't arrived yet. Well, thanks again Commissar-Captain. I'll be sure to keep a good eye on my, uh underwear from now on and report immediately it goes missing.

What happened to the culprits, if you don't mind me asking?

I took the liberty of executing the penalty for stealing from a member of the Commissariat. Do not make these incidents a regular occurrence. Wasting of the Emperor's men and women due to personal indiscretion is INTOLERABLE for a member of your station.

You feel uneasy here, with his gaze staring at you but maybe you should ask him something before he leaves in a huff.

Does this mean that Commissar-Captain Antony Carnus has completed the morning troop inspections in your absence?

What a swimming start to your...relasionship with your superior. Better go do something sutably Commisar-ish to try and get the heat off your back.

Just, uh, just let him maintain the armour of contempt. We're about to be up to our noses in cats and killer plants. He'll probably need it.

You either need to get better at poker or find worse players than you.
Ask him if he's allergic to cats.

1/2 CSJ 2018/05/18(Fri)18:37 No. 884991 ID: e7830d
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rolled 100 = 100

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>>882738
So, I guess that means the morning troop inspection are done?

There were done hours ago. Since then, I have been waiting outside for your rousing to what you know full well was an unsanctioned slumber that I, as your superior, shall be taking note of in my daily report.
>>882743
Understood, sir. My mistake; I will get out there and attend to my duties at once.
>>882935
Just, eh... one last question, please?

What.

This planet we're going to. The local abhumans are Felinids, right? That sounds like some sort of animal hybrid. I eh, hope nobody on the ship is allergic to cats. Ha ha...heh.

[you might want to spend a Fate Point, folks]

Update has been delayed for several reasons, partly study load, partly every single lore and background file I wrote up was deleted by my phone.

Okay, spend a Fate point. Now what?

At least if we set low expectations now, he won't expect anything from us in the future. That makes our job a lot easier... eventually!

CSJ 2018/05/18(Fri)23:41 No. 885038 ID: e7830d
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rolled 71 = 71

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Commissar-Captain Carnus withdrew his boltpistol with alarming speed.

That is IT! I have had enough of your juvenile behaviour and continual INSOLENCE! For the charges of insulting a superior officer, dereliction of duty and failure to meet the demands of your post, you are hereby arrested, in the name of the EMPEROR. Your sentence of public execution shall be carried out this afternoon. Until then, you will be held in custody within the brig.

Get saved at the last moment by a convoluted series of events.
Such as our poker buddies being stupid enough to get angry over the summary executions, encounter our replacement, and respond with violence. Our replacement respond by failing to curse them, and under interrogation revelas that they were the last in a long line of Tzeenchian cultists who our superior has conspired to infiltrate the officer ranks. Our poor performance is revealed to be the product of our being deliberately drugged. This simultaneously justifies our conduct and compromises our accuser, and for some inexplicable reason, us being executed anyway just to be safe, does not occur.

>>885046
Just as planned.

2/2 CSJ 2018/05/19(Sat)07:53 No. 885063 ID: e7830d
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He doesn't seem very pleased.

This is NOT the time nor the place for this kind of conversation! You will cease this blathering nonsense and begin attending to your duties AT ONCE, before I regret my clemency!

Yes. At once, Sir!

He storms off down the corridor, his power fist shaking angrily. You narrowly missed out on far more bad consequences, but it's clear your relationship with Carnus has not gotten off to a good start.

CSJ 2018/05/19(Sat)08:18 No. 885065 ID: e7830d
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>>885046
Ah, that would be a most amusing turn of events. Perhaps I should keep an eye on this one...

[To get a feel for the scale of the ship, I decided to sketch up the floor we're on right now: https://i.imgur.com/UNlXlau.png

It's pretty big]

>>885065
ONLY 4000 troops on a deck that size? Its like the admisitratum isnt even trying

Can't we just kill this psychotic fuck

>>885070
Rogue Trader. They don't follow your rules, man.
>>885081
Bad commisars aren't killed by their subordinates, they just tend to get hit by stray fire. Which will only happen in the middle of a firefight. Audible wink.

Go get your duty roster and get out there. There are guardsmen to intimidate! and you're not getting drunk enough to see their backstories after that mess.
Double-check the dates. The daily duties are monotonous and unchanging, but having the wrong paperwork could be fatal.

>>885081
Killing a commissar of the imperial guard is not so easy. To them, fear is a snack, they eat bullets for breakfast, and they take "what's your poison" literally! (We have the half-empty cabinet of laxatives to prove it. They say your digestive tract adapts after a decade or two.) What would kill mere mortals often makes a commissar more dangerous.

>>885081
As your cantankerous boss leaves earshot, your mind inevitably wonders to the question of how you'll survive under his command. You're not exactly the most... straight-laced of Commissars but even you have serious qualms about offing a superior officer, assuming it'd even work.

You distinctly recall a bunch of kids at the Schola trying to off a sick bastard assigned to loyalty training. He deliberately paired students with their best friends, forcing seniors to off them as part of their final graduation tests.

The cleaning fluid they used was caustic enough to burn holes in anything, even low-grade hull plating. Unfortunately, said Commissar had survived a similar attempt some decades ago and had a Mechanicus-implanted digestive system. He was reassigned soon afterwards, but not before terminating the culprits... and a good twenty-five other suspects you knew had nothing to do with it.

>>885089
Even bullets tend to be an unreliable method of killing a Commissar, since a poorly-placed las round tends to make them angry, rather than dead. The inevitable bolt round to the face tends to be far more deadly. And that's before the matter of conversion fields...

>>885186
anything short of a melta charge is heresy.

then you cam claim desertion!

but in more immediate terms you should try our damndest to keep the troops from crumpling under this cherry apeshit asshat's overbearing personality

>>885121

Your duties are fairly light, for now. According to your papers, the primary daily duties are the morning and afternoon inspections, reporting to your superior officers (you suppose what just happened counts for this somewhat, though you have yet to see the regimental command) and 'investigative duties'. Being in transit far from battle, there is also time allotted for training and less strenuous activities (you'll happily treat some of that as 'free time' in the closest sense you can achieve it), though you are bound to get a sound beating after exhausting your allowance already.

> Report to the Commander; there's bound to be something they need done.
> Inspect troop activities; patrols are still needed and morals to keep firm in the face of Rogue Trader laxness.
> Look for administrative tasks; you've got a way with paperwork and there's always something to do.
> Visit training facilities on the vessel for practise; it's been months since your last deployment and you'll need to be ready when you arrive.
> Free Option; you have scores to settle and a ship to explore. There's bound to be a way to do what your want while being safe from summary execution.

In the meantime, your data-slate is beeping. There seems to be an error with the name registry - you may also want to take a look at that.

Have fun with name suggestions - don't feel pressured for something 40k-specific or follow other posters - I'll probably combine multiple suggestions.

Your choices will have an impact on her stats. When will we learn the consequences? When she hits 300 xp. Have fun!

CSJ 2018/05/20(Sun)07:31 No. 885288 ID: e7830d
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>>885070
[It's part of a purpose-built barracks on a RT ship near the 'nicer' decks. Rooms are pretty spartan per earlier descriptions, but they are single-occupant, so nobody's complaining!

It's not a particularly big ship by 40k standards, but this is one has well over forty hab levels so it adds up, heh.]

>>885288
You're right, that is a small ship! (Is there a bigger version of that pic?)

From that tiny image for ants, it's looking a lot like a Star Galleon. Classic Rogue Trader ship, that. For now, visit the training facilities, and input the name Katarine Steel, a strong name for a negligent fair commisar!

Visit training facilities. Your... unique boltpistol needs a keen marksman to uh, tame its machine spirit. Yes. Pretend the targets are your poker buddies, the survivors will get theirs next.
As for a name, enter Natisha Volikav.

Did you still have things to discuss about the Mechanicus regiment?

Visit training facilities. Because you should minimize the risk of an accidental stray shot to your commissari superiori. And because the whole damn galaxy is at war, you should keep yourself trained up in case you need to murder your boss the next thing to try torturing you to death.

CSJ 2018/05/22(Tue)12:23 No. 885552 ID: e7830d
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rolled 4, 2 = 6

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Pm6tb7HkRI

okay, the basic feminine first name version of that is волчица (volchitsa, though there are other slavic variants eg Vuka that'd roll better off a western tongue) but I am nowhere near confident enough to just roll with that without checking if a word potentially translated as wolf-bitch is a serious insult or not

>>885552
>>885555
Well if we're going with a ruskie name why not just call her "Ivan Ivanovich Ivanovinsky" and call it a day?

>>885557
She doesn't have the beard to pull that off.

>>885555
Dude, it's 40k. The head blood guy was named Sanguinius BEFORE he was a vampire. Name convention restraint went out the window. Just roll with wolf bitch.

>>885568
Thats why she wheres a fake one as part of her uniform

CSJ 2018/05/22(Tue)19:25 No. 885629 ID: e7830d
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>>885557
hahahaha no

>>885552
Wolf-Bitch is the best damn name I've ever heard for a commissar who apparently is comfortable enough with their troops to GET DRUNK AND STRIP FOR PENAL LEGIONARIES.

Honestly, as a Commissar, we should work on ensuring our troops like us as much as possible and make sure that the Commissar-Captain over there is eaten by carnivorous plants lives a long and happy life.

Remember the words of the legendary HERO OF THE IMPERIUM: Commissars who use bolter shells in response to low morale are wasting the Emperor's ammunition and lives inefficiently. You should always keep your gun pointed at the enemy to ensure your troops keep theirs there as well.

>>885629
What? Do you not like squatting?

CSJ 2018/05/29(Tue)08:58 No. 886776 ID: e7830d
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[ Just a little filler thing before next update (too busy with uni to finish images for next update atm), but I've decided to make my plans for this adventure pseudo-public by joining a worldbuilding thing.

for more deets: https://onlyroar.tumblr.com/post/174372925798/only-roar-builds-worlds

>>885704 It has a time and place but I have other things to think about than inserting slav jokes into a 40k fan quest, lol
]

life before internet, unfortunately

On an in context note... it seems to be two main (south pole & northern) land masses with a intermediate area of minor landmasses, and one smaller continent with little land connection to the rest.
I wonder where the main populations are, considering they are purportedly mostly around strange shielded structures, and likely not so influenced by natural formations such as water.

>>886885
Id be willing to bet they are located on that large island continent to the left or are on that big ladmass on the top right, perhaps both.

>>885328
>>885356
>>885300

You enter your name - Vukana Steel and in your passwordCiaphas123 and look for the source of the error. For some reason, it seems to have been affected by... something. But it seems to be working. You'll get someone to have a look at it later.

For some reason, your Senior's attitude really gets your goat. All the shouting and threats; you really hoped that you'd make a positive difference as a Commissar and be more independent than you would've been as a Stormtrooper or Sister of Battle. You were so happy to be out of the Cadets and exploring the Galaxy that you let your guard way down and paid the consequences.

Surely, there must be a better way somewhere in-between those extremes.

2/2 CSJ 2018/06/01(Fri)12:00 No. 887212 ID: e7830d
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You start making your way to the nearest range. Fortunately, it isn't that far; the main barracks is just a few floors up, closer to the upper hab-decks. Weaving through the patrols and bystanders, you eventually make it to one of the ranges, which also happens to house one of several armoury offices on the ship. It's also pretty empty.

There's a few Fusiliers outside, one of whom has a particularly smug grin on his face. The armoury itself is staffed by a rather short and stout-looking fellow with a rather odd-looking beard and there's someone already in the range, dressed in a large one-piece orange jumpsuit.

Do some shootin' practice!

Shooting time. Try a conventional firearm that works. Try your own trusty firearm. Perform basic maintenance and remind it that if it we can't use it in the field it could end up being found by anyone, and ork maintenance is not gentle. Try shooting again...

>short and stout-looking fellow with a rather odd-looking beard
I have a sudden horrible feeling that we were retconned.

Chastise the Fusiliers for muckin' about.

Order the marksmen to check EVERY rifle in the bin. Seriously, why is there a BIN? If those guns misfire, there will be 'reprimands' all around and it's going to be a mess.

Practice the art of resupply - after the checkups are complete, time yourself and shoot the target over 120 seconds, discarding entire assault rifles and grabbing guns from the rack to minimize reload speed.

Oh mah Emperor....

Having administratum issued lasguns out in such disorder is disgraceful! Guardsmen can be shot for so much as disrespecting their weapon on the battlefield!
They don't even seem to be marked as part of the firing range! You would expect them to be painted yellow, or tagged or or... SOMETHING! Whats to stop a scum nugget from nicking one while no ones looking and it never being seen again?!

Don't get started on the helmet, though that's probably some guardsmen's fault.

Oh, take a closer look at the posters,

Worldbuilding June posts are up for first two days plus the day 3 planet.

https://onlyroar.tumblr.com