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Do it the cheap way like my friends and I do. Load a YouTube video of Just Dance and dance along. :p

You could use Hieronymus Bosch's demons as inspiration for Malal daemons. In my opinion, it looks like a Khorne daemon like Tack said (with the scales, the horns and the big sword).

Maybe Malal daemons?

Maybe use a Great Unclean One, paint it black and white, and have corpses of other daemons strewn around its mouth.

"Quickly! Run!"

Lothos, in a panic, casts build a staircase to fill in the gaps, then runs down to join Henry and William.

Head over to the armory to buy stuff. Maybe loot some more barter goods that I might trade off back to them.

Any specifics of what you're hoping to buy? And what you're planning to trade it for?

Welcome! Hope you have a great time.

((Maybe we should set up an Introduction thread?))

(ah. I see. I didn't notice that spoiler before making my turn's post, so when I saw other people talking about their stuff, I just assumed they were establishing their inventory by themselves.)

Tia shouts a curse, backpedaling to put more distance between her and the attackers. Being outnumbered, she decides that running rather than risking her life would be a wiser choice, firing her pistol back as she flees.

(Initiative: automatic Tia, Ghoul 1, Ghoul 2)
(Roll to hit: 4) (Direct hit!)
(Damage: 1+2 vs 3)

Tia fled, taking potshots with her grave-gun with blinding speed. The bullets sunk into the creature's desiccated flesh harmlessly. It slavered and drooled.

(Speed: 5 vs 3)

With unholy speed, the ghoul raced down the hallway, grabbing onto Tia's leg.

Anna left her room, after pocketing a few dried food bars from the dispenser, and stepped into the hallway. She started walking, invisible in her cloak, looking for an armory.

Anna sought, and so she found. The first door she opened was inexplicably an armory. A dizzying array of armaments both offensive and defensive were on display, though unfortunately locked behind some form of energy field. A clockwork man stood behind a counter.

"WELCOME. Please select item to barter, and propose offer." With a whoosh, a chute opened near the man, supposedly where one was to place their items for sale.

Decidius camly backs away, while eyeing the odd element. What was that? Of course, pressing on that issue would not be prudent, given the circumstances.

After that, Decidus will look for his personal quarters, if he has, and procure some food for himself. If there is a gathering, Decidus will go there, after doing all this.

Decidius, famished, returned to his quarters. Punching a code into a glowing touchscreen, a few bars of nutritious synthmeal were prepared. Though it left something to be desired, taste-wise, Decidius certainly curbed his hunger.

A dagger. Well made. Weird. Didn't expect it to lie in such a pile of worthless shit, but oh well. It IS really strange, though.

Experiment with the dagger. Then look for petty pretty trinkets to add to my collection of worthless thrash.

(Awareness: 2)

Catonius' fiddling definitely had some effect - namely, a few cuts on his palm. The blade seemed to vibrate animatedly for a bit before disappearing into the vast pile of trash in the room.... Defeated, he took a few trinkets and went on his way. (Trinkets added.)

"Hmph."

No explores the ship. It might be useful later to know where things are...

The warlock explored the ship as well, witnessing the memetic properties of the shifting rooms. Turning a corridor, he happened upon Tia, prone, kicking fiercely at a decayed ghoul atop her.

If Jeanne thought she had seen it all, now was the time that belief begun getting erased. "It certainly can be. Decimus Prime will be both a cautionary tale and fairytale if we do reach the Promised World." she spoke solemnly, nodding at the only person on this ship who was possibly older than her.

"Can't you call them there yourself? Nevertheless... I suppose this would be a good time to acquaint myself with them." Of course, this excluded the psionic. Jeanne would rather acquaint that freak of nature with her gun, but she kept that to herself as she silently walked off to explore the ship and find someone.

Jeanne wandered the Ark's hallways, leaving the Captain staring longingly at the planet, and began looking for the other Decimus warriors. She would always find their rooms whenever she wanted, though they were locked without any visible port for a key or code. Knocking, she gathered Anna, Decidius, and Catonius. The warlock and Tia weren't in their rooms.

((Edited the weapons so that they would have base damage. Catonius' armor negates damage now.))

To be fair, High Gothic probably isn't always correct Latin.

To be doubly fair, it isn't even real Latin (Gothic is such a fitting name for a 40K language, too...)

EDIT: Causa mortis isn't actually cause of death, I think. Causa mortis is actually a legal term for a deathbed gift.

I wait with bated breath I'd download but Google chrome's downloading always stops halfway for me...