View Same Google iqdb SauceNAO Trace a der doomer.jpg, 42KIB, 720x720 Anonymous Tue 26 Jan 2021 16:45:06 No.77183724 Report Quoted By: >>77186222 >>77189966 >>77224143 >>77245222 >be ancient evil >banished for the last 2 ages >finally wake up >all the old nations are gone >your bro, the archlich, is also gone >the great black dragon of the east, who you knew since he was a little whelp, was slain 800 years ago >they built a town on the ruins of your old fortress of doom >The lake where you had your first great victory has dried out. No one cares about that place anymore >your old arch-rival isnt even remembered by modern people anymore >the elves and dwarves are a shallow shadow of their former self >the great magic kingdoms became petty wizards in towers and royal courts >Nothing makes sense anymore >all the old rivalries, all the old friendships, gone >these pesky nations arent even worth conquering >even the gods, who you wanted to usurp back in the day, have gone silent. Have they abandoned this world? >whats even the point anymore? >is there even a place for an ancient evil anymore? >why bother? Anonymous Wed 27 Jan 2021 10:35:30 No.77196126 Report >>77172636 >ancient evil oversleeps >wakes up in a world ruled by a totalitarian regime and those who want to live free do so as outcasts who are to be shot on sight >everyone else live horrible existences and are watched, invigilated, even unpersoned for wrong-thinking >it's so damn bad that the ones that meet the evil consider it an ancient good awakening Anonymous Thu 28 Jan 2021 14:02:40 No.77216619 Report >>77195584 >lets put on these nightmare vision goggles >its an improvement only real. I can dig it, all hail the dark lord View Same Google iqdb SauceNAO Trace 4 iffyhlu.gif, 6MİB, 480x270 Anonymous Wed 27 Jan 2021 09:45:24 No.77195584 Report Quoted By: >>77195724 >>77200874 >>77204801 >>77204845 >>77212285 >>77216442 >77216619 >>77220961 >>77224854 >>77233804 >>77237926 >>77245255 >>77250347 >>77257349 >>77263987 >Ancient Evil wakes up during WW1 or setting equivelent event. >Takes a look around. >Sees children getting fed through industrial machienry because it's cheaper to get rid of people than stop the machine to clean it. >Sees millions of men being fed into the meatgrinder of attrition war whilst nepotistic officers attend high class parties. >Sees places that he remembers as beautiful made unrecognizable in their ruin. >Promices the masses in their dreams a rejection of this world and a return to >Mass rebelions on every side. way things were. >Great forsets start to grow with unnatural speed across what should be battlefields, fed by blood and corpses, becoming dark and primeval. >Magic of blood and bone revives the near dead of the war, but brings them back a bit strange. >Tomes of forgotten and forbidden lore are once again transcribed but bring people wisdom, the war had already shown them madness. >Gold of crowns and sceptres of state are melted down and used to hang petty tyrants who believed they had any right to rule, the orld has only one king. >Warships are dragged down into the depths by things only heard of in hushed whispers even as strange shaddows flit across the skies at nihgt. >The world returns to a time of fear and darkness overseen by a primodial and inhuman king. >There people rejoice, they have been saved. Anonymous Wed 27 Jan 2021 12:26:33 No.77197796 Report >>77195724 Practically any change of management would be an improvement on WW1. Anonymous Thu 28 Jan 2021 13:51:37 No.77216442 Report Quoted By: >>77220429 >>77224224 >>77237926 >>77195584 I'd honestly play that game. Industrial horrors of the early 1900s vs a more traditional dark lord with magic and monsters. View Same Google iqdb SauceNAO Trace a 1569724720980.jpg, 121KİB, 1000x732 Anonymous Thu 28 Jan 2021 23:21:08 No.77224854 Report Quoted By: >>77227247 >>77232062 >>77195584 >Many youths who were noble and bright of mind that were cut down by MGs are brought back as the Dark Lord's most trusted Knights Anonymous Fri 29 Jan 2021 02:51:56 No.77227247 Report Quoted By: >>77234206 >>77224854 That's a good origin for the party. It's also a good way for the Dark Lord's regime and Legions of Doom to present a legitimate option for the masses to side with as well as a moderating influence that teaches the Dark Lord about the benefits of keeping the needles assholery to an acceptable minimum. Anonymous Fri 29 Jan 2021 14:02:53 No.77234206 Quoted By: >>77235912 Report >>77232062 >>77227247 >These young men were wasted on this wretched world >Artists that would have broke convention and opened the hearts and minds of the masses to ever greater heights >Doctors that would have ended innumerable ailments And so much more Anonymous Fri 29 Jan 2021 16:04:39 No.77235912 Report >>77234206 The strong rooms of conquered national reserves and major banks have been emptied and placed in several big heaps. In part it's because a big throne on top of a hill of gold looks f------ sweet and hopefully he can attract some dragons. He misses dragons. View Same Google iqdb SauceNAO Trace a bf7c7864a2b1b1eb5d017d225df01585.jpg, 106KIB, 632x1332 Anonymous Fri 29 Jan 2021 18:15:39 No.77237926 Report Quoted By: >>77240159 >>77240909 >>77243748 >>77250183 >>77195584 >>77216442 >Industrial horrors of the early 1900s vs a more traditional dark lord with magic and monsters. >The philosophers of this blighted age have told you god is dead, but I am am here to tell you the devil is alive and well. >They tell you this is an age of reason, but he has come to give you back your dreams and your nightmares. >They tell you that science has revealed the order of the world, but his mysteries and magics render all unto chaos. >Their enlightenment would consign you to slavery and slaughter, but you can take sanctuary in his darkness. >Even in this soul-less age your soul is still a treasure to the Dark Lord, and he will pay you well for it. - Danton Smyth, Acolyte of the Risen Shadow Anonymous Sat 30 Jan 2021 13:27:41 No.77250183 Report Quoted By: >>77250347 >>77250639 >>77258399 >>77237926 >>77240159 >>77240909 >>77243748 >They sent you here to die... Danton stood shivering in the trench. It wasn't fear that had him shaking. It was the three inches of near freezing water he was standing in and the rain running down his neck. The trenches were a cold damp hell of clinging mud, drizzling rain, and stagnant puddles. He hadn't been warm in months. Danton wasn't shaking from fear, but he knew he should be. He knew he should be terrified of the armored figure standing before him. >Your lords and masters care nothing for you... It's armor was black, but not the black or wrought iron or pitch. It was the black of damp dust and grime. The black of wet bone ash and deep grave soil. The rain water running down the figure turned to ink and stained the ground at it's feet, but did nothing to clean the armor. The patina of millennia in the grave could not be washed away so easily. The only color in the figure was it's eyes, which burned red like coals from behind it's face plate. Danton had met those eyes, and could now feel them looking into him and though him. >What do you fight for? The glory of their Empire? The empire which worked your father to death in a mine. The empire which forces your brothers and sisters to toil in smog choked cites until they sicken and die. Is your loyalty so cheap a thing that all it takes to buy it is your stale rations and meager wage? Danton could sense that the thing before him wasn't angry anymore. He had felt it's rage when they had awakened it. The furious howl it unleashed when the artillery ripped open it's resting place had shook his very soul. Now it just seemed genuinely confused, and he could almost hear pity in the voice which echoed in his thoughts. >Why do you fight? cont... Anonymous Sat 30 Jan 2021 14:02:13 No.77250639 Report Quoted By: >>77250915 >>77258399 >>77250183 >Why do you fight? Danton's face screwed itself into a sneer of grief and rage. "Because the fight is all I've got left!", he snarled. Some part of him was stunned at his own response. Not the sentiment of it, for it was an honest response. Rather it was the impertinence of his tone which shocked him. Deep inside him, the young man who'd had discipline and obedience beaten into him during his military training was horrified. The monster before him had crushed two armies in less than an hour. He knew it was a power beyond him, but he just didn't care anymore. The day had dawned with clear skies for once. It was as good a day as one could expect in the trenches. They we're going to assault the enemy position on the hill again. Clear skies meant they would have artillery support, and the new men were chatting excitedly. They were scared but also looking forward to their first taste of battle. Danton couldn't care less. His original squad had been wiped out in the third assault. He hadn't called all those men "friend", but he had known them. Now, he didn't even bother to learn the names of the men around him. Win or lose most of the new recruits would be dead by the end of the day. Even with artillery support casualties would be high. It was an open question as to whether the new artillery shells would be enough to clear the enemy trenches and break open their bunkers. Command thought it was worth the risk, but command was fifty miles behind the lines. They wouldn't be the one's dying on the wire. cont.. Anonymous Sat 30 Jan 2021 14:23:48 No.77250915 Report Quoted By: >>77251275 >>77258399 >>77268311 >>77250639 The artillery started coming down like god's own hammer. The ground shook as great plumes of dirt shot into the sky. Danton had been stationed in a look out tower and entrusted with a rare pair of binoculars, so as to report on the bombardment. The captain or one of his aides should have done it themselves, but they were too afraid of snipers. Danton had drawn the short straw. The bombardment seemed to be working. Large craters, like great gaping wounds, opened up in the hill and bodies tumbled out of them. Through the spy classes Danton saw that these bodies weren't in enemy uniform, nor did they look particularly fresh. "Oh that's right,' he thought, 'it's not really a hill. It's a barrow mound'. The "hill" was artificial. A great mound of earth raised over the tomb of some ancient, nameless king and his family. Danton remembered how then men had kept finding axe heads and armor pieces while they were digging the trenches. 'This whole area is a grave yard'. >RRRRRAAAAAAAUUUGGGHHHHH A horrible sound cut through the air and rattled Danton's bones. It was like some terrible cross between a scream of rage and the howl of a wolf. Hearing it, Danton's blood turned to ice water in his veins and he nearly p----- himself. From his vantage point Danton could see that the hill top had been split open like a great egg. A shell had landed at the deepest part of a long trench, and blasted out a long, deep furrow into the earth. A great billowing blackness was pouring out of it and streaming straight up into the sky like smoke. Danton quickly fixed his glasses on the hill again, trying to estimate the number of enemy dead. "We must have hit an ammo cash', he told himself, even though deep down he knew that this was something worse. The sun dimmed and rain began to fall. Danton watched as the the wounded picked themselves up and began moving down the hill. cont... Anonymous Sat 30 Jan 2021 14:48:44 No.77251275 Report Quoted By: >>77251537 >>77258399 >>77250915 "What the hell!" Through the spy glasses Danton saw that nearly every body on the hill was moving, no matter how grievous their wounds. He saw men missing arms marching forward like they hadn't a care in the world. Even saw some with out legs crawling towards his army's lines. Then, with a dawning horror, he realized that some of those heading toward him weren't in enemy uniform. They were the ancient dead of the barrow mound. Danton lowered the spy glasses and shook his head, "That's not possible he muttered". He lifted the glasses again, hoping to dispel the illusion he'd just glimpsed, but stopped before they met his face. He stopped because he could finally see that the glasses, his hands, and the boards of the lookout tower he lay upon were all stained a dark red. It was only then that Danton realized the rain falling on him wasn't water; it was blood. Everything after that was a blur. Danton had scrambled down the tower to warn the captain of what he had seen. The captain, of course, didn't believe him. The sun had turned black as an eclipse and it was raining blood, but an army of the dead was just too much for a young nobleman who'd bought his commission to accept. They were still arguing when the wights broke through the lines. Everything was madness from there on out. The dead were bad enough, but they weren't alone. Moving among them were strange giant shadows, like the silhouettes of dire wolves. Some men tried to run, but the wights and shadow wolves ran them down. Some tried to hide, but they were sniffed out by the wolves and dragged out to their deaths by the wights. The men who died, the promptly rose to join the hosts which had killed them. Anonymous Sat 30 Jan 2021 15:09:56 No.77251537 Report Quoted By: >>77251859 >>77258399 >>77262787 >>77289763 >>77251275 Where men stood and fought they fared better. Shooting the dead did little good, but trench fighting teaches men a lot of other ways to kill. Trench shovels and rifle butts suffice to break limbs and shatter skulls. The former would slow the dead, while the latter would stop them entirely. Grenades worked the best, but they were rare and as likely to kill friend as foe. Danton and a few others formed pockets of resistance. They knew they were dead, but they weren't going down without a fight. Then suddenly it stopped. The rain turned to regular water, washing some of the blood away. The dead pulled back, forming circles around the remaining survivors. Not killing them, but not letting them escape. Danton had heard the dark figure approaching before he saw it. It's tread upon the ground was impossibly heavy. Like a battering ram slamming into gate, rather than a man walking. It walked up to the lip of the trench, and looked down on him the three men standing with him. It was seven feet of black stained armor, and would have radiated menace even without the glowing red eyes and army of the dead around it. That's how the conversation started... >Why do you fight? "Because the fight is all I've got left!" The dark figure began to laugh; a great booming sound that echoed across the land like thunder. There was no mockery in it; just pure delight. The dark figure knelt at the lip of the trench and reached his black armored hand down to Danton. >Join me and you will know an eternity of victory Danton looked around at the damp trench and the terrified men with him. He though back through all the horrible, pointless battles he had seen. He thought of the friends he had lost at war and of the miseries he had left behind when he joined the military. He looked back up at the dark figure. "I don't know what kind of demon you are, or what kind of fresh hell you want to take me too, but it has to be better than this." Danton took the offered hand. View Same Google iqdb SauceNAO Trace a tumblr_fec04d415f27f1a38cba39581 (...).jpg. 100KIB, 660x960 Anonymous Sun 31 Jan 2021 20:46:42 No.77274571 Report Quoted By: >>77275492 >>77275545 >>77273115 Yo, new anon here, so clearly, the dark lord has an ideology that's vastly different from the kind currently present in the world. Can we flesh that out more? He clearly cares (or atleast pretends to care) about the idea of men being sent to die. Honor probably matters to him, as does an idea of "Rightfulness" and "Justice" which is far more based on what is just then what is useful for society. Anonymous Sun 31 Jan 2021 21:57:17 No.77275492 Report Quoted By: >>77275545 >>77275797 >>77276059 >>77273115 The core concept was an alternate time line diverging with ours in the midst of wW1 due to the dark lord awakening. The empires at the time would be the old colonial empires from our timeline. I imagined the awakening occurring somewhere on the western front so the dark lords reign would spread out from that point, first engulfing France and Germany and later pushing into other western and eastern European countries. >>77274571 >Yo, new anon here, so clearly, the dark lord has an ideology that's vastly different from the kind currently present in the world. Can we flesh that out more? sources: https://www.nbcnews.com/science/science-news/ancient-celtic-princes-grave-chariot-unearthed-france-n318936 https://www.markfisherauthor.com/2017/05/teachings-from-the-celts-celtic-honor/ He'd be Celtic with an old Celtic sense of honor (see link above). By modern standards, he would be considered a romantic. He would hail from an era of waring tribes lead by mighty chieftains/kings, when life was defined by fighting and feasting. He'd see violence as glorious and virtuous. He'd see death, and undeath, as something not to be feared. In his mind, slaughtering cowards who ran and hid, only to raise them back up as fearless wights would be a kind of redemption. He's doing them a favor. As a magic being he would also be bound by fey contractualism. If he gives his word he would have to keep it, as if under a geas. Likewise anyone who gave their word to him would have to keep it, or some horrible consequences would befall them. As a result he'd be careful with the promises he makes, and often cagey with his language. Anonymous Sun 31 Jan 2021 22:01:28 No.77275545 In folklore powerful beings as are often bound by their own word. Someone tricks or seduces them into making a promise to remain in one place and/or do no further harm. I'd imagine he pledged to remain in his tomb so long as it was undisturbed, which is why the artillery breaking it open released him. He might Report also have sworn to guard someone or something in the tomb, to which he is still somewhat bound. Anonymous Sun 31 Jan 2021 22:19:32 No.77275797 Report Quoted By: >>77276059 >>77281603 >>77275492 > By modern standards, he would be considered a romantic, He'd be disgusted by the lack of glory and honor in modern warfare, though he'd understand the logic of men hiding in trenches once rifles and machine guns are shown to him. He'd also be disgusted by the lack of respect for the under class in the modern age. In his era, men worked and fought in equal measure. Even kings plowed fields and hunted to feed their families. Ancient societies had different social classes and distinct hierarchies, but that was about status won in battle not wealth or aristocratic birth. The economic and social inequality of the modern era would baffle him. More than anything he'd see loyalty as something which has to flow down the hierarchy as well as up. That's why he just can't fathom the ill treatment he sees in Danton's memories. He's older than notions like patriotism or nationalism. For him loyalty is personal, and he doesn't see men like Danton owing their nominal leaders any such devotion. Anonymous Sun 31 Jan 2021 22:55:14 No.77276205 Report >>77276059 >l'd imagine he'd be impressed at the willingness of men to stay in those conditions and charge machine guns, he'd hate what he would consider grave disrespect toward those soldiers by their commanders. Exactly, though he'd also be confused why they tolerated it. Anonymous Mon 01 Feb 2021 08:41:58 No.77281603 Report Quoted By: >>77282176 >>77275797 The Western Powers are opposing him as he's some sort of socialist menace, the Eastern Powers are oppising him because he's some sort of monarchist. He's not sure what either of those words mean and he's really finding it hard to tell the differance between either of them, all he knows is that they treat their people like s--- and they're in his way. So he'll f------ crush them, take thier lands, adopt thier people as his own so long as they swear an oath and the world will know peace and some measure of law and justice. Whether it wants it or not. Anonymous Mon 01 Feb 2021 09:34:06 No.77282176 Report Quoted By: >>77282975 >>77283078 >>77281603 >He's not sure what either of those words mean... Modern ideologies would be completely alien to him. His view of the world requires no rationalization because it reflects what he understands the natural order to be. >world will know peace It's more that once he conquers all the violence would become individuated and tournament based, rather than geopolitically motivated warfare. Champions would fight for rights and honor rather than armies battling for territory and resources. Fewer casualties and more betting. >some measure of law and justice Not in the sense we think of it. The closest thing the world would know to justice would be "might makes right" tempered by the ancient laws of fealty, hospitality, and oath binding. Anonymous Mon 01 Feb 2021 10:39:13 No.77283078 Report Quoted By: >>77283778 >>77283861 >>77286910 >>77289207 >>77282176 I'm picturing his endgame empire being a global but extremely hands off in it's running, there are petty kings who hold dominion over quite large kingdoms that typically fall apart once they die as authority isn't inheritable as a general rule. All the petty little kings and lords and such all have oaths to the Dark Lord. All pay tax in the form of tribute to the Dark Lord, mostly to keep what global infrastructure as there is running. The post office and imperial highways. Exact amounts are never demanded as people will then go down to the acceptable minimum, instead he just keeps them guessing and crushes the ones not giving as much as he thinks they should if he feels they're mocking him. Anonymous Fri 09 Apr 2021 19:22:18 No.78581249 Report Quoted By: >>78581486 >>78582207 >>78582226 >>78599377 >>78602550 >>78580622 >He'd be Celtic with an old Celtic sense of honor (see link above). By modern standards, he would be considered a romantic. He would hail from an era of waring tribes lead by mighty chieftains/kings, when life was defined by fighting and feasting. He'd see violence as glorious and virtuous. He'd see death, and undeath, as something not to be feared. In his mind, slaughtering cowards who ran and hid, only to raise them back up as fearless wights would be a kind of redemption. He's doing them a favor. Guys, is the Dark Lord actually King Arthur returned from Avalon? Anonymous Fri 09 Apr 2021 19:38:31 No.78581486 Report Quoted By: >>78582207 >>78582226 >>78583483 >>78585430 >>78599377 >>78602550 >>78581249 He would certainly seem to be. Holy f--- King Arthur as the Dark Lord is a great idea.

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File : 1285640447.jpg-(529 KB, 1024x762, 4654992908_4d5f391841_b.jpg) O LegoSpace The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)22:20 No.12248169 FTL drive was always problematic, until Brik Theory was solidified. By envisioning the very fabric of reality as a series of interconnected bricks, which could be separated and immediately plugged back together, scientists were able to create a jump drive that worked by threading ships briefly through a nearby, mostly-empty dimension. Efficient. Quick. Safe, even within close proximity to planets. Surprisingly easy to maintain. The brik drive ushered in a new era of space exploration, and a joint project between several countries - the Futron Project. The moon bases were set up within months, complete with a top-of-the-line monorail connecting them, and the Mars base was fast-tracked. Then came Blacktron Enterprises. The company stole the secrets of the brik drive in pieces - bits from NASA, from Roscosmos, and - mostly - from the Chinese, who had already managed to piece together more than half the drive through their own security networks. Setting their sights on more distant goals, they started flooding nearby solar systems, setting claim to as many Class M planets as they could. Vessels from the Futron Project that entered Blacktron space were invariably raided for supplies, and usually taken captive, under the pretense that the Futron ships were "illegal invaders". When action was set to be taken against Blacktron, they responded by abandoning their corporate HQ on Earth, and relocating to Tau Centauri. This action prompted the creation of the Universal Code of Law, and the Space Police. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)22:30 No.12248270 File1285641039.jpg-(352 KB, 1024x824, 4568072707_b695a464e4_b.jpg) >>12248169 The UCL was essentially maritime law applied to space travel, and was surprisingly straightforward for a committee-created code. As a result, the Space Police had a fairly easy time of their original duties - escorting Futron Project ships, protecting them from Blacktron raiders, and investigating criminal offenses that occurred on vessels - offenses that were, thankfully, rare in those days. After the raids became more blatant, and Blacktron vessels began raiding FP outposts directly, the Corporate Accord was passed, allowing the FP to treat Blacktron as a national body instead of merely a corporation. This allowed them to begin taking out Blacktron bases, declaring war on them officially. It also cleared the way for more corporations to legitimately take to the stars, and to found their own colonies, assured that in doing so they would be recognized by the vague terms of the Corporate Accord as national bodies themselves. The first was the Japanese MTron corporation, previously a leading company in robotics, who had fallen into financial problems in recent years. Funded by an influx of would-be colonists, they set themselves up as the first formally-recognized commercial cargo vessels to use the brik drive, as well as the first publicly-accessible interstellar flights. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)22:45 No.12248422 File1285641908.jpg-(170 KB, 1024x721, 4755641811_9195c6b34d_b.jpg) >>12248270 At first, the MTron vessels were merely used as an auxiliary for Futron Project resources, as well as for tourist trade on their own colonies; they refused to service Blacktron colonies. The extra cargo capabilities were welcomed during what was technically wartime, and helped the resource-stretched Space Police to slowly overwhelm Blacktron forces. It wasn't until the next corporation stretched its wings outward that the Blacktron threat was nullified, however. The Tienshan Mining Group had colonized the recently-discovered M-Class planet Krysto, and was busily working at mining the planet - not only for the amazingly versatile substance Orangium, an isotope that was quickly built into their own tools and adopted by large slices of the galaxy as a power source, but also for water. Krysto was a world with two frigid, but inhabitable, poles, a tiny temperate zone, and a vast swath of uninhabitable volcanic belts about its equator. The result was a planet buffeted by constant, violent snowfall. This was also Blacktron's last temptation. Attempting to secure the Orangium mines as a way to boost their steadily-crumbling production, the Blaktron forces did not realize that A) they had committed far too much of their resources to the invasion, B) their vessels, which were specialized for space travel, would have issues icing up in the moisture-laden atmosphere, and C) the Space Police had already gotten word of their plans. The defeat was crushing; within the year, only a few distant outposts were still controlled by Blacktron forces, all of which were cut off from each other, and considered widely to be little more than bandits. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:03 No.12248631 File1285642983.jpg-(222 KB, 800x569, display.cgi (1).jpg) >>12248422 After this, there was a massive influx of new groups seeking their fortune in the stars. The UK-based Unitron and Franco-Italian Exploriens began setting down roots, as did the Canadian-based Spyrius Corporation - which unabashedly admitted to stealing the brik drive, and most of their technology, instead of developing it themselves, pointing to the legacy of Apple and Microsoft. It was at this time that the aliens made themselves known. The first two examples of first contact were nearly concurrent. First, a ship emerging from brikspace was followed - and destroyed - by a sleek vessel with a half-disk shaped front end. A message transmitted from the hostile ship took nearly a year to decode, but stated in essence that further incursions into their space - the dimension that brik drive accessed - would not be tolerated. The Insectoids proved to be much more amicable to human presence. The initial contact, made by the Exploriens, proved that at least one race out there in the galaxy was intelligent and - more importantly - didn't want to kill us. A nonagression pact was quickly hammered out, languages shared, and in the wake of the struggle against the UFOS from Brikspace, the queen of the Insectoid people gifted the collective factions of humanity with information on a propulsion system that would allow us to pass through Brikspace without being detected by "The Aggressors". It worked - seemingly. The incursions from the transdimensional entities became far more sporadic, and easier to deal with. However, the new drive slowed travel considerably; its maximum speed was less than half that of the previous brik drive. And, in a twist that conspiracy theorists claim is far worse than the previous invasions, the queen now claimed that mankind owed them a favor - one she would collect on if she ever needed it. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:12 No.12248727 >>12248631 From that point on, travel further from Earth resulted in contact with countless alien species. Mankind has proliferated among the stars, always going outwards, always seeking the next frontier. The Space Police are still around, although their aim has become more domestic, as the colony worlds have become less like scientific outposts and more like any other city on any other planet. Each of the other factions mentioned has remained, in some form... The Futron Project is still responsible for most near-Earth settlements, including the Mars base. They were the ones responsible for discovering the long-dormant Martian civilizations that rested beneath the dusty soil, and for sharing the brik drive with our neighbors - although the Martians have declined to use it so far, more than content with their self-sufficient communities. Futron Project vessels tend to be mostly scientific affairs, with top-of-the-line sensor arrays and onboard labs, although lightly armed. Their only agendas are exploration, and furthering diplomacy with extraterrestrial entities. However, the Futron Project has been slammed as being a "humans only" club, and even their spinoff peacekeeping force, the Space Police, has been criticized for anti-alien prejudices. The FP is on excellent terms with Unitron. They deal extensively with MTron, but consider their commercial leanings to be a detriment to their focus. They do not trust Spyrius, and avoid them whenever possible. Blacktron forces are under a shoot-on-sight order. Exploriens is viewed as a rival more than an ally, mostly because of their close connection to the barely-trusted Insectoids. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:22 No.12248845 >>12248727 Unitron is considered by many to be the fringe-world equivalent of the Futron Project, and thať's not too far off. Their cities tend to be a bit more stark and utilitarian than the Futron equivalents, with security cameras monitoring every square inch of public space. They tend to be a better-armed people than the Futron Project, and have heavily armored their vessels, so that most light assaults are futile; this has significantly lessened their reliance on the Space Police, to the point where their own colonial security forces can handle most problems that arise. Likewise, their manufacturing and mining divisions - which are widespread and highly profitable - are run with a keen eye to oversight and zero tolerance for corruption or laziness. They are far more suspicious of extraterrestrials, as the first contact with "The Aggressors" resulted in the destruction of one of their colony vessels; any nonhuman living in a Unitron colony is essentially treated as a second-class citizen. Unitron is on excellent terms with the FP, although they are wary of what they consider to be pro-alien sentiments running through their ranks. They are outrightly hostile towards the "Xeno-loving freaks" of Exploriens. Spyrius gets a bit more respect in their eyes, as at least those blokes are trying to earn a living, and doing it without shooting at people (if they can help it). MTron, likewise, is viewed with admiration and respect, though the tourism angle pushed by MTron colonies raises a few eyebrows among their ranks. Blacktron are nothing but common criminals and are to be treated as such, though they're surely no threat anymore, and the Insectoids... creepy little buggers... well, let's just say that if anything is to happen to one of their vessels in Unitron space, they wouldn't complain. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:33 No.12248953 >>12248845 Exploriens has filled large sections of the fringe, their name saying it all; the corporation is almost insatiably curious and xenophilic. They have a limited R&D department, mostly dedicated to adaptation and improvement of alien technology they discover and/or trade for, which has made their vessels some of the most distinctive, and - to outsiders - difficult to operate in known space. An Exploriens ship may have an Insectoid Orangium power cell, Squidfolk inertial dampeners, and a Silicin-designed computer bank. Their colonies are set up as immense trading posts, with nominal tariffs making another decent chunk of their profit margin. The Exploriens are on good terms with the FP, although they wish they'd just stop whining about the Insectoids and see that people are people, even if they're chitinous and cybernetic. They are on outstanding terms with the Insectoids, having nearly won over the inwardly-driven, isolationist people. They are on poor footing with Unitron, and are not seeking to improve things with the "backwards, provincial bigots". MTron is just another company to be dealt with on a case-by-case basis, and while they are not hostile towards them, they have to wonder about a company that treats this new frontier in such a menial way. They are openly hostile towards Spyrius, as trading and refining alien tech that they've traded for legitimately is a main source of income for them, and they're not fond of those that would steal it. Oddly, they have little problem with the straggler Blacktron colonies - as long as they stay in their own corner of the galaxy. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:43 No.12249031 >>12248953 MTron is all about two things: Service, and style! They see no reason why the wonders of space shouldn't be available to the public at large, and likewise don't see why it shouldn't be as comfortable as possible - as long as they're willing to pay for it. To that end, MTron colonies are heavily urbanized, high-tech wonderlands that are aimed at tourists as much as colonists. MTron vessels have vast cargo holds, reflecting well their status as a middleman, dealing with anyone with a pocketbook to be opened. They also tend to be sluggish and oversized... while the colonies are practically pieces of art, the vessels MTron uses are almost universally worn, fidgety, and substandard in capability. They're reliable - almost supernaturally so, for things held together by spit and duct tape, and you'd never know they were in such shape if you were to ride on one as a passenger - but most other vessels can fly rings around an MTron ship. MTron trades openly with the Exploriens, the Futron Project, and Unitron, figuring that their credits spend as well as anyone's - and besides, all that political crap they're having problems with will wash out eventually. They consider Spyrius to be a competing company, but will ally with them readily if the proper contracts are in place. They will even service Blacktron colonies, as long as they've got some backup and a loaded ion cannon. The Insectoids, however, don't seem to be affected by the power of positive marketing, and want nothing to do with MTron... possibly owing to a diplomatic error in their early negotiations. O The Goddamn Duck 09/27/10(Mon)23:55 No.12249139 >>12249031 Spyrius. The universe's greatest hackers, programmers, and data-traders. If it's out there, they want to know about it, and to hell with restrictions. They consider themselves to be the last true gentleman pirates in an age where DRM is almost mandatory, where someone'll shoot you for just memorizing a blueprint. They're not bandits - they're bon vivants, rebels making a statement, and making a profit at the same time! Their colonies tend to be arcologies, tight tunnels of winding passages with visible wiring and access ports for easy maintenance. Not exactly welcoming, but it's quite easy to live there - as long as you know a little something about basic electronics and engineering. Most of their colonies serve as listening posts. Their ships are decently armed, lightly armored, and VERY maneuverable. The saucer-shaped vessels have been upgraded steadily since they cracked Aggressor ships, making them some of the quickest, most annoying ships out there. Don't expect anything larger than a light freighter, though. few scans of Spyrius is on questionable terms with the FP. They can get along beautifully, as long as Spyrius doesn't let on just how much they know about their hidden files. They deal openly with Unitron, and like their funds just fine - if only they didn't have their heads up their rear ends as far as aliens go. There's a fine line between healthy paranoia and idiocy. They aren't on good terms with the Exploriens, but are fascinated by their discoveries. Blacktron is nothing more than a bunch of idiot bullies, the sort of people that beat them up in school - the sort of people they take no small delight in shooting down. MTron is just too glossy on the surface, with nothing worthwhile beneath - they can deal with them, but only if there's something in it for them. And the Insectoids? They don't know what to make of them, but they have such wonderful toys! O The Goddamn Duck 09/28/10(Tue)00:04 No.12249202 >>12249139 The Insectoids are by far the largest alien empire that the factions of man has discovered. Encompassing no less than 300 hive planets, they are a people that are content. They have ceased explorations, conquests, and all external activity, focusing inward, on improving their own lives. Supported by genetic therapy and cybernetics, the average Insectoid lives to be over 300 years old, and may hit 400 if she's lucky. The only thing that has pulled the quasi-bugfolk out of their introverted state has been humans - such a varied, contradictory bunch! The Insectoids are fascinated by them, for a variety of reasons, including the fact that their history and philosophies are so closely mirrored. The Insectoids are on excellent terms with the Exploriens, whose curiosity is infectious to them, and nostalgic of their own first steps into space. They admire the productive drive of Unitron - if only they weren't so shortsighted. The FP are much like themselves in agenda and drive, and easy to negot with. MTron are children playing with toys they do not understand, and do nothing to contribute to the greater good. The fools of Spyrius are not much better - but at least they have a philosophy to guide them, even if it is a laughably simplistic one. And Blacktron is to be pitied, a broken people, waiting for death to finally take their society. O The Goddamn Duck 09/28/10(Tue)00:16 No.12249309 >>12249202 In their cold, cold bases, the people of Blacktron see themselves as a proud group of warriors. The first to break from Earth's tightly-controlled regiments. The first to seek their fortune in space, free of the countries that would hold them back. The first to defy Terran rule! They bite their tongues back at the thought at being the first to fail - they are still alive, after all, and still waiting for their time to rise. Blacktron colonies are military camps, where harsh conditions and cloning spit out some of the most conditioned, perfectly-trained soldiers of all time. However, they are poorly equipped - while their ships are certainly nothing to laugh at, having picked up bits and pieces of key technology in their raids over the years, their designs keenly focused on power and speed, they are still behind the times, and short on numbers compared to their foes. Blacktron considers FP to be the great enemy, to be destroyed at any cost. Unitron are a militant branch of the FP, and are to fall in short order after their primary foe is gone. The Exploriens are dreamers who are trying to find their own way in the galaxy, even if that way is naive and ignoble, and are to be left alone. Spyrius has such potential - if only they would stop snatching at the purse-strings of the foes and strike at their faces! MTron is but a tool, point, and will join Blacktron when the time comes, or they are an obstacle, to be blocked off from their enemies long enough to take them out. Time will tell which it is. neutral party to purchase the tools needed for their eventual rise to power. And the Insectoids are an unknown quantity. Either they will be a turning O The Goddamn Duck 09/28/10(Tue)01:17 No.12249853 >>12249765 The so-called "Robo Force" has set up shop on Titan, and is quite content to stay there. A group of engineers and obsessive hobbyists, the RF's goal is nothing less than advancing robotic technology until they can create a full-scale, fully functional Gundam (or Megazord, or what-have-you. Different geeks, different goal, same broad stroke). They have had some luck with smaller-scale robots - about the size of a tank - but they still lack the resources to manage anything larger with any success. Most of their creations are sold off to be used for mercenary work or for entertainment - at least one of their robots was a centerpiece in a major Bollywood sci-fi holo released last year. While not formally allied or shunned by any group, rumors have begun to circulate that the RF was actually commissioned by Blacktron to build a new line of crawlers for them. They deny such claims vigorously... but then, surveillance shots of their newest work have raised a few eyebrows. O The Goddamn Duck 09/28/10(Tue)14:59 No.12254840 File1285700351.jpg-(75 KB, 777x635, 4460085527_6cfe221f5c_o.jpg) COMMON TECHNOLOGY -Brik Drive- All but ubiquitous, the brik drive works on Quantum Brik Tunnel technology; in an instant, the drive "takes apart" the building blocks of reality, shifts the ship sideways through said hole, and repairs the hole. Thanks to the Insectoids, the new drives allow ships moving through the "other space" without attracting the attention of the native species, via keeping them partially in phase with their home dimension. A brik drive jump can allow a ship to travel from Earth to Pluto in less than an hour. The drives typically use refined Orangium discs as a power source, but other energy supplies do exist. -lon Drive- The chosen sub-light drive of most of the galaxy, ion drive is cheap, reliable, and incredibly compact. An ion drive propulsion unit the size of a frisbee is sufficient to move a ship the size of a VW Bug. Most ships, however, use multiple ion pads for maneuverability's sake, or - in the case of fighters - potent ion turbines, which also provide a secondary power source for shielding units and weaponry. -MagDrive- MTron ships use their own proprietary sublight drives. Close examination has shown that they use potent magnetic fields, but how that works in the void of space has never been determined exactly. The drives are closely guarded knowledge, and - while inferior in most regards - are far superior as far as energy consumption, taking next to no energy to use. For now, this presumably magnetic drive system appears almost... miraculous. O The Goddamn Duck 09/28/10(Tue)15:12 No.12254926 >>12254840 -Weaponry- If one was to catalogue every piece of weaponry found on every ship in the known galaxy, the list would be several hundred pages long. There are countless known starship weapon systems, most of them existing in multiple distinct subtypes. The most commonly used weapons include railguns, ion cannons, masers, torpedoes, and a few solid-shell weapons. -Shields- Shielding technology remains fairly consistent through the various factions. Quantum force fields are either projected in a bubble from the ship via external emitters, or on the surface of the ship's armor through an internal emitter web. The former is prized because it gives a bit of leeway for the ship to escape damage if a sufficiently large explosion were to damage the shields, and the latter because in saving energy on projecting the shield outward, it is possible to strengthen the shield greatly.

> O Anonymous 12/02/15(Wed)08:56:11 No.43945056 >>43949991 >>43944899 (OP) I had a squad of Imperial Guard, lead by a Commissar, versus Necrons. After most of my squad was murdered by Gauss fire from the Immortals, the squad rolled a morale check and failed. Now, there were only two units left. The Commissar, and a quardsman. The Commissar's special rule kicked in, and he shot the Guardsman in the face..Then charged the Necron lines alone. To his credit, he took out two Immortals with his power sword before he went down. 7 Anonymous 12/02/15(Wed)16:13:14 No.43949991 ► >>43958477 File: 1418489190054.jpg (103 KB, 524x492) exhentai >>43945056 >squad broken due to too many casualties >shoots last surviving member of the squad >squad morale restored O Anonymous 12/02/15(Wed)23:38:40 No.43958477 ► >>43959844 >>43949991 ># of Guardsmen with poor morale: 0

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View Same Google iqdb SauceNAO Trace a der doomer.jpg, 42KIB, 720x720 Anonymous Tue 26 Jan 2021 16:45:06 No.77183724 Report Quoted By: >>77186222 >>77189966 >>77224143 >>77245222 >be ancient evil >banished for the last 2 ages >finally wake up >all the old nations are gone >your bro, the archlich, is also gone >the great black dragon of the east, who you knew since he was a little whelp, was slain 800 years ago >they built a town on the ruins of your old fortress of doom >The lake where you had your first great victory has dried out. No one cares about that place anymore >your old arch-rival isnt even remembered by modern people anymore >the elves and dwarves are a shallow shadow of their former self >the great magic kingdoms became petty wizards in towers and royal courts >Nothing makes sense anymore >all the old rivalries, all the old friendships, gone >these pesky nations arent even worth conquering >even the gods, who you wanted to usurp back in the day, have gone silent. Have they abandoned this world? >whats even the point anymore? >is there even a place for an ancient evil anymore? >why bother? Anonymous Wed 27 Jan 2021 10:35:30 No.77196126 Report >>77172636 >ancient evil oversleeps >wakes up in a world ruled by a totalitarian regime and those who want to live free do so as outcasts who are to be shot on sight >everyone else live horrible existences and are watched, invigilated, even unpersoned for wrong-thinking >it's so damn bad that the ones that meet the evil consider it an ancient good awakening Anonymous Thu 28 Jan 2021 14:02:40 No.77216619 Report >>77195584 >lets put on these nightmare vision goggles >its an improvement only real. I can dig it, all hail the dark lord View Same Google iqdb SauceNAO Trace 4 iffyhlu.gif, 6MİB, 480x270 Anonymous Wed 27 Jan 2021 09:45:24 No.77195584 Report Quoted By: >>77195724 >>77200874 >>77204801 >>77204845 >>77212285 >>77216442 >77216619 >>77220961 >>77224854 >>77233804 >>77237926 >>77245255 >>77250347 >>77257349 >>77263987 >Ancient Evil wakes up during WW1 or setting equivelent event. >Takes a look around. >Sees children getting fed through industrial machienry because it's cheaper to get rid of people than stop the machine to clean it. >Sees millions of men being fed into the meatgrinder of attrition war whilst nepotistic officers attend high class parties. >Sees places that he remembers as beautiful made unrecognizable in their ruin. >Promices the masses in their dreams a rejection of this world and a return to >Mass rebelions on every side. way things were. >Great forsets start to grow with unnatural speed across what should be battlefields, fed by blood and corpses, becoming dark and primeval. >Magic of blood and bone revives the near dead of the war, but brings them back a bit strange. >Tomes of forgotten and forbidden lore are once again transcribed but bring people wisdom, the war had already shown them madness. >Gold of crowns and sceptres of state are melted down and used to hang petty tyrants who believed they had any right to rule, the orld has only one king. >Warships are dragged down into the depths by things only heard of in hushed whispers even as strange shaddows flit across the skies at nihgt. >The world returns to a time of fear and darkness overseen by a primodial and inhuman king. >There people rejoice, they have been saved. Anonymous Wed 27 Jan 2021 12:26:33 No.77197796 Report >>77195724 Practically any change of management would be an improvement on WW1. Anonymous Thu 28 Jan 2021 13:51:37 No.77216442 Report Quoted By: >>77220429 >>77224224 >>77237926 >>77195584 I'd honestly play that game. Industrial horrors of the early 1900s vs a more traditional dark lord with magic and monsters. View Same Google iqdb SauceNAO Trace a 1569724720980.jpg, 121KİB, 1000x732 Anonymous Thu 28 Jan 2021 23:21:08 No.77224854 Report Quoted By: >>77227247 >>77232062 >>77195584 >Many youths who were noble and bright of mind that were cut down by MGs are brought back as the Dark Lord's most trusted Knights Anonymous Fri 29 Jan 2021 02:51:56 No.77227247 Report Quoted By: >>77234206 >>77224854 That's a good origin for the party. It's also a good way for the Dark Lord's regime and Legions of Doom to present a legitimate option for the masses to side with as well as a moderating influence that teaches the Dark Lord about the benefits of keeping the needles assholery to an acceptable minimum. Anonymous Fri 29 Jan 2021 14:02:53 No.77234206 Quoted By: >>77235912 Report >>77232062 >>77227247 >These young men were wasted on this wretched world >Artists that would have broke convention and opened the hearts and minds of the masses to ever greater heights >Doctors that would have ended innumerable ailments And so much more Anonymous Fri 29 Jan 2021 16:04:39 No.77235912 Report >>77234206 The strong rooms of conquered national reserves and major banks have been emptied and placed in several big heaps. In part it's because a big throne on top of a hill of gold looks f------ sweet and hopefully he can attract some dragons. He misses dragons. View Same Google iqdb SauceNAO Trace a bf7c7864a2b1b1eb5d017d225df01585.jpg, 106KIB, 632x1332 Anonymous Fri 29 Jan 2021 18:15:39 No.77237926 Report Quoted By: >>77240159 >>77240909 >>77243748 >>77250183 >>77195584 >>77216442 >Industrial horrors of the early 1900s vs a more traditional dark lord with magic and monsters. >The philosophers of this blighted age have told you god is dead, but I am am here to tell you the devil is alive and well. >They tell you this is an age of reason, but he has come to give you back your dreams and your nightmares. >They tell you that science has revealed the order of the world, but his mysteries and magics render all unto chaos. >Their enlightenment would consign you to slavery and slaughter, but you can take sanctuary in his darkness. >Even in this soul-less age your soul is still a treasure to the Dark Lord, and he will pay you well for it. - Danton Smyth, Acolyte of the Risen Shadow Anonymous Sat 30 Jan 2021 13:27:41 No.77250183 Report Quoted By: >>77250347 >>77250639 >>77258399 >>77237926 >>77240159 >>77240909 >>77243748 >They sent you here to die... Danton stood shivering in the trench. It wasn't fear that had him shaking. It was the three inches of near freezing water he was standing in and the rain running down his neck. The trenches were a cold damp hell of clinging mud, drizzling rain, and stagnant puddles. He hadn't been warm in months. Danton wasn't shaking from fear, but he knew he should be. He knew he should be terrified of the armored figure standing before him. >Your lords and masters care nothing for you... It's armor was black, but not the black or wrought iron or pitch. It was the black of damp dust and grime. The black of wet bone ash and deep grave soil. The rain water running down the figure turned to ink and stained the ground at it's feet, but did nothing to clean the armor. The patina of millennia in the grave could not be washed away so easily. The only color in the figure was it's eyes, which burned red like coals from behind it's face plate. Danton had met those eyes, and could now feel them looking into him and though him. >What do you fight for? The glory of their Empire? The empire which worked your father to death in a mine. The empire which forces your brothers and sisters to toil in smog choked cites until they sicken and die. Is your loyalty so cheap a thing that all it takes to buy it is your stale rations and meager wage? Danton could sense that the thing before him wasn't angry anymore. He had felt it's rage when they had awakened it. The furious howl it unleashed when the artillery ripped open it's resting place had shook his very soul. Now it just seemed genuinely confused, and he could almost hear pity in the voice which echoed in his thoughts. >Why do you fight? cont... Anonymous Sat 30 Jan 2021 14:02:13 No.77250639 Report Quoted By: >>77250915 >>77258399 >>77250183 >Why do you fight? Danton's face screwed itself into a sneer of grief and rage. "Because the fight is all I've got left!", he snarled. Some part of him was stunned at his own response. Not the sentiment of it, for it was an honest response. Rather it was the impertinence of his tone which shocked him. Deep inside him, the young man who'd had discipline and obedience beaten into him during his military training was horrified. The monster before him had crushed two armies in less than an hour. He knew it was a power beyond him, but he just didn't care anymore. The day had dawned with clear skies for once. It was as good a day as one could expect in the trenches. They we're going to assault the enemy position on the hill again. Clear skies meant they would have artillery support, and the new men were chatting excitedly. They were scared but also looking forward to their first taste of battle. Danton couldn't care less. His original squad had been wiped out in the third assault. He hadn't called all those men "friend", but he had known them. Now, he didn't even bother to learn the names of the men around him. Win or lose most of the new recruits would be dead by the end of the day. Even with artillery support casualties would be high. It was an open question as to whether the new artillery shells would be enough to clear the enemy trenches and break open their bunkers. Command thought it was worth the risk, but command was fifty miles behind the lines. They wouldn't be the one's dying on the wire. cont.. Anonymous Sat 30 Jan 2021 14:23:48 No.77250915 Report Quoted By: >>77251275 >>77258399 >>77268311 >>77250639 The artillery started coming down like god's own hammer. The ground shook as great plumes of dirt shot into the sky. Danton had been stationed in a look out tower and entrusted with a rare pair of binoculars, so as to report on the bombardment. The captain or one of his aides should have done it themselves, but they were too afraid of snipers. Danton had drawn the short straw. The bombardment seemed to be working. Large craters, like great gaping wounds, opened up in the hill and bodies tumbled out of them. Through the spy classes Danton saw that these bodies weren't in enemy uniform, nor did they look particularly fresh. "Oh that's right,' he thought, 'it's not really a hill. It's a barrow mound'. The "hill" was artificial. A great mound of earth raised over the tomb of some ancient, nameless king and his family. Danton remembered how then men had kept finding axe heads and armor pieces while they were digging the trenches. 'This whole area is a grave yard'. >RRRRRAAAAAAAUUUGGGHHHHH A horrible sound cut through the air and rattled Danton's bones. It was like some terrible cross between a scream of rage and the howl of a wolf. Hearing it, Danton's blood turned to ice water in his veins and he nearly p----- himself. From his vantage point Danton could see that the hill top had been split open like a great egg. A shell had landed at the deepest part of a long trench, and blasted out a long, deep furrow into the earth. A great billowing blackness was pouring out of it and streaming straight up into the sky like smoke. Danton quickly fixed his glasses on the hill again, trying to estimate the number of enemy dead. "We must have hit an ammo cash', he told himself, even though deep down he knew that this was something worse. The sun dimmed and rain began to fall. Danton watched as the the wounded picked themselves up and began moving down the hill. cont... Anonymous Sat 30 Jan 2021 14:48:44 No.77251275 Report Quoted By: >>77251537 >>77258399 >>77250915 "What the hell!" Through the spy glasses Danton saw that nearly every body on the hill was moving, no matter how grievous their wounds. He saw men missing arms marching forward like they hadn't a care in the world. Even saw some with out legs crawling towards his army's lines. Then, with a dawning horror, he realized that some of those heading toward him weren't in enemy uniform. They were the ancient dead of the barrow mound. Danton lowered the spy glasses and shook his head, "That's not possible he muttered". He lifted the glasses again, hoping to dispel the illusion he'd just glimpsed, but stopped before they met his face. He stopped because he could finally see that the glasses, his hands, and the boards of the lookout tower he lay upon were all stained a dark red. It was only then that Danton realized the rain falling on him wasn't water; it was blood. Everything after that was a blur. Danton had scrambled down the tower to warn the captain of what he had seen. The captain, of course, didn't believe him. The sun had turned black as an eclipse and it was raining blood, but an army of the dead was just too much for a young nobleman who'd bought his commission to accept. They were still arguing when the wights broke through the lines. Everything was madness from there on out. The dead were bad enough, but they weren't alone. Moving among them were strange giant shadows, like the silhouettes of dire wolves. Some men tried to run, but the wights and shadow wolves ran them down. Some tried to hide, but they were sniffed out by the wolves and dragged out to their deaths by the wights. The men who died, the promptly rose to join the hosts which had killed them. Anonymous Sat 30 Jan 2021 15:09:56 No.77251537 Report Quoted By: >>77251859 >>77258399 >>77262787 >>77289763 >>77251275 Where men stood and fought they fared better. Shooting the dead did little good, but trench fighting teaches men a lot of other ways to kill. Trench shovels and rifle butts suffice to break limbs and shatter skulls. The former would slow the dead, while the latter would stop them entirely. Grenades worked the best, but they were rare and as likely to kill friend as foe. Danton and a few others formed pockets of resistance. They knew they were dead, but they weren't going down without a fight. Then suddenly it stopped. The rain turned to regular water, washing some of the blood away. The dead pulled back, forming circles around the remaining survivors. Not killing them, but not letting them escape. Danton had heard the dark figure approaching before he saw it. It's tread upon the ground was impossibly heavy. Like a battering ram slamming into gate, rather than a man walking. It walked up to the lip of the trench, and looked down on him the three men standing with him. It was seven feet of black stained armor, and would have radiated menace even without the glowing red eyes and army of the dead around it. That's how the conversation started... >Why do you fight? "Because the fight is all I've got left!" The dark figure began to laugh; a great booming sound that echoed across the land like thunder. There was no mockery in it; just pure delight. The dark figure knelt at the lip of the trench and reached his black armored hand down to Danton. >Join me and you will know an eternity of victory Danton looked around at the damp trench and the terrified men with him. He though back through all the horrible, pointless battles he had seen. He thought of the friends he had lost at war and of the miseries he had left behind when he joined the military. He looked back up at the dark figure. "I don't know what kind of demon you are, or what kind of fresh hell you want to take me too, but it has to be better than this." Danton took the offered hand. View Same Google iqdb SauceNAO Trace a tumblr_fec04d415f27f1a38cba39581 (...).jpg. 100KIB, 660x960 Anonymous Sun 31 Jan 2021 20:46:42 No.77274571 Report Quoted By: >>77275492 >>77275545 >>77273115 Yo, new anon here, so clearly, the dark lord has an ideology that's vastly different from the kind currently present in the world. Can we flesh that out more? He clearly cares (or atleast pretends to care) about the idea of men being sent to die. Honor probably matters to him, as does an idea of "Rightfulness" and "Justice" which is far more based on what is just then what is useful for society. Anonymous Sun 31 Jan 2021 21:57:17 No.77275492 Report Quoted By: >>77275545 >>77275797 >>77276059 >>77273115 The core concept was an alternate time line diverging with ours in the midst of wW1 due to the dark lord awakening. The empires at the time would be the old colonial empires from our timeline. I imagined the awakening occurring somewhere on the western front so the dark lords reign would spread out from that point, first engulfing France and Germany and later pushing into other western and eastern European countries. >>77274571 >Yo, new anon here, so clearly, the dark lord has an ideology that's vastly different from the kind currently present in the world. Can we flesh that out more? sources: https://www.nbcnews.com/science/science-news/ancient-celtic-princes-grave-chariot-unearthed-france-n318936 https://www.markfisherauthor.com/2017/05/teachings-from-the-celts-celtic-honor/ He'd be Celtic with an old Celtic sense of honor (see link above). By modern standards, he would be considered a romantic. He would hail from an era of waring tribes lead by mighty chieftains/kings, when life was defined by fighting and feasting. He'd see violence as glorious and virtuous. He'd see death, and undeath, as something not to be feared. In his mind, slaughtering cowards who ran and hid, only to raise them back up as fearless wights would be a kind of redemption. He's doing them a favor. As a magic being he would also be bound by fey contractualism. If he gives his word he would have to keep it, as if under a geas. Likewise anyone who gave their word to him would have to keep it, or some horrible consequences would befall them. As a result he'd be careful with the promises he makes, and often cagey with his language. Anonymous Sun 31 Jan 2021 22:01:28 No.77275545 In folklore powerful beings as are often bound by their own word. Someone tricks or seduces them into making a promise to remain in one place and/or do no further harm. I'd imagine he pledged to remain in his tomb so long as it was undisturbed, which is why the artillery breaking it open released him. He might Report also have sworn to guard someone or something in the tomb, to which he is still somewhat bound. Anonymous Sun 31 Jan 2021 22:19:32 No.77275797 Report Quoted By: >>77276059 >>77281603 >>77275492 > By modern standards, he would be considered a romantic, He'd be disgusted by the lack of glory and honor in modern warfare, though he'd understand the logic of men hiding in trenches once rifles and machine guns are shown to him. He'd also be disgusted by the lack of respect for the under class in the modern age. In his era, men worked and fought in equal measure. Even kings plowed fields and hunted to feed their families. Ancient societies had different social classes and distinct hierarchies, but that was about status won in battle not wealth or aristocratic birth. The economic and social inequality of the modern era would baffle him. More than anything he'd see loyalty as something which has to flow down the hierarchy as well as up. That's why he just can't fathom the ill treatment he sees in Danton's memories. He's older than notions like patriotism or nationalism. For him loyalty is personal, and he doesn't see men like Danton owing their nominal leaders any such devotion. Anonymous Sun 31 Jan 2021 22:55:14 No.77276205 Report >>77276059 >l'd imagine he'd be impressed at the willingness of men to stay in those conditions and charge machine guns, he'd hate what he would consider grave disrespect toward those soldiers by their commanders. Exactly, though he'd also be confused why they tolerated it. Anonymous Mon 01 Feb 2021 08:41:58 No.77281603 Report Quoted By: >>77282176 >>77275797 The Western Powers are opposing him as he's some sort of socialist menace, the Eastern Powers are oppising him because he's some sort of monarchist. He's not sure what either of those words mean and he's really finding it hard to tell the differance between either of them, all he knows is that they treat their people like s--- and they're in his way. So he'll f------ crush them, take thier lands, adopt thier people as his own so long as they swear an oath and the world will know peace and some measure of law and justice. Whether it wants it or not. Anonymous Mon 01 Feb 2021 09:34:06 No.77282176 Report Quoted By: >>77282975 >>77283078 >>77281603 >He's not sure what either of those words mean... Modern ideologies would be completely alien to him. His view of the world requires no rationalization because it reflects what he understands the natural order to be. >world will know peace It's more that once he conquers all the violence would become individuated and tournament based, rather than geopolitically motivated warfare. Champions would fight for rights and honor rather than armies battling for territory and resources. Fewer casualties and more betting. >some measure of law and justice Not in the sense we think of it. The closest thing the world would know to justice would be "might makes right" tempered by the ancient laws of fealty, hospitality, and oath binding. Anonymous Mon 01 Feb 2021 10:39:13 No.77283078 Report Quoted By: >>77283778 >>77283861 >>77286910 >>77289207 >>77282176 I'm picturing his endgame empire being a global but extremely hands off in it's running, there are petty kings who hold dominion over quite large kingdoms that typically fall apart once they die as authority isn't inheritable as a general rule. All the petty little kings and lords and such all have oaths to the Dark Lord. All pay tax in the form of tribute to the Dark Lord, mostly to keep what global infrastructure as there is running. The post office and imperial highways. Exact amounts are never demanded as people will then go down to the acceptable minimum, instead he just keeps them guessing and crushes the ones not giving as much as he thinks they should if he feels they're mocking him. Anonymous Fri 09 Apr 2021 19:22:18 No.78581249 Report Quoted By: >>78581486 >>78582207 >>78582226 >>78599377 >>78602550 >>78580622 >He'd be Celtic with an old Celtic sense of honor (see link above). By modern standards, he would be considered a romantic. He would hail from an era of waring tribes lead by mighty chieftains/kings, when life was defined by fighting and feasting. He'd see violence as glorious and virtuous. He'd see death, and undeath, as something not to be feared. In his mind, slaughtering cowards who ran and hid, only to raise them back up as fearless wights would be a kind of redemption. He's doing them a favor. Guys, is the Dark Lord actually King Arthur returned from Avalon? Anonymous Fri 09 Apr 2021 19:38:31 No.78581486 Report Quoted By: >>78582207 >>78582226 >>78583483 >>78585430 >>78599377 >>78602550 >>78581249 He would certainly seem to be. Holy f--- King Arthur as the Dark Lord is a great idea.

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