A Chaos Space Marine is You! [Quest]

You are in agony.

You are being tossed this way and that by cruel currents of impossible colors. Malicious whispers fill your mind, promising eternal torment. You would scream, but you have no voice. You can't feel your limbs.

As impossible as it seems, you are buffeted even harder by the currents. Impossible figures dance nimbly through around you. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see bizarre-looking shadows. In the distance you can see what looks to be a vast cathedral with engines bolted on.

Imperial battleship something in your mind comments. Where did that come from?

The battleship fades into the distance, thousands of similar figures to the ones that now surround you clawing at something around it.

Meanwhile, the figures around you begin to close in. The whispers in your mind grow to voices, then to shouts. They look maliciously as you are helpless in the wild current. They start to caress your armor.

NO! comes a deep, powerful voice.

Suddenly, you find yourself rapidly pushed backwards. Whatever this force is, it is strong enough to push you through the currents like they were nothing. The figures cry out in disappointment.

You are pushed further, further, further at impossible speeds. You don't show the slightest signs of slowing.

Without warning, you black out.

...

"Uggghhh..." you moan as you awake, your head pounding.

You are lying on a metal table. Your vision is blurry, but rapidly adjusting.

[ ] Look around

[ ] Look at yourself

[ ] Other

Edit:

Lamedus Rize

Possesions

1 Suit of Alpha Legion power armor

1 unadorned chainsword

1 unadorned bolt pistol

2 1/2 clips of bolt pistol ammunition (1 clip contains 10 rounds)

1 unadorned plasma cannon

1 Word Bearer pattern power knife

1 Word Bearer pattern plasma pistol

1 Word Bearer pattern crozius

Augumentations

Robotic Left Hand

Mutations

Wings of Shadow

Followers

~14,300 Chaos cultists
* 1 Mutant Cult Leader, Akira
* ~3,900 soldiers
* ~10,000 deck serfs
* 400 berserker cultists

~59,400 uncorrupted crew
* ~8,900 soldiers
* ~50,500 deck serfs

1 Sorcerer/Navigator, Samael

1 Psychic Interrogator, Celestine

3 Dark Magi, the Qard Cabal

Lunar-class cruiser Wrath of the Betrayed
* Experimental Corrupter Cannon

[X] Kill self for the emperor.

[X] Look around

[Х] Look at yourself

[X] Look around

[x] Look around.

Their may be enemies around.

[X] Look around

[ ] Look around

Know thy enemy.

[x] Look around

You take a look around the room. It seems to be a fairly Spartan design: a sturdy, metal table where you now lie, some basic medical equipment, a handful of uncomfortable-looking metal chairs, and a single door with the Chaos star carefully carved into it.

"You're... you're awake?!!!"

Oh, and a rather petite woman in a dark blue military uniform. She looks surprised, then delighted, the near ecstatic.

She immediately prostrates herself before you as you slowly sit up.

[ ] Speak to her [Insert dialogue here]

[ ] Look at yourself

[ ] Examine the room

[ ] Exit through the door

[ ] Other

[X] Speak to her [Who are you and where is this?]

[X] Look at yourself

Best get it over with.

[X] Look at yourself
[X] Examine the room

We are in a safe place so lets look at everything before talking.

[X] Look at yourself

Question, are we any particular alignment or are we just Chaos Undivided?

[X] Look at yourself
[X] Examine the room

[x] Look at yourself

You begin by raising your wrist to eye level. Your entire arm is covered in battered-looking blue armor, with silver edges. Your other arm is the same.

Your legs boast the same blue armor and silver edges. Below the knee, there is a green scale pattern painted over the blue.

Your chest has the same color of armor, with a silver-encrusted skull embedded into the center, over one of your hearts.

Around your waist, there is what looks to be a utility belt. You observe the space for a sword of some kind, and a holster for a bolt pistol. You don't actually seem to have those weapons at the moment though.

Your shoulders boast massive pauldrons, apparently with servo-muscles in them, helping you to have more freedom of movement. The pauldrons, in addition to the usual silver edges, also have spikes running around the rim. On one pauldron, there is a green Chaos star painted on. On the other, a green, multi-headed hydra.

Feeling your head, you realize that your helmet seems to be missing. Looking at the relatively reflective table, you have an unscarred, rather handsome face with pale white skin and jet black hair.

[ ] Talk to the prostrate woman [Insert dialogue here]

[ ] Examine the room more

[ ] Exit the room

[ ] Other

You find you don't remember much of anything.

Hmm. Alpha legion sleeper agent. Talk to the woman. "Tell me again who you are, and humour me, where do I keep my weapons?"

[X] Exit the room

[X] Examine the room more

I need some more votes please.

[X] Examine what you know. Search your memories and knowledge, if anything.

You sit there for a minute or so, trying to decide what you want to do. The woman remains prostrate the entire time.

Eventually, she interrupts your thoughts with a soft voice.

"My lord? I ask permission to speak."

Eying her, you observe that she hasn't raised her head an inch. Your senses tell you her heart is beating fast, and you can taste a hint of adrenaline from her - she's clearly excited.

[X] "You may speak."

[x] "You may speak."

She gets to her knees, with her hands in her lap and her head looking down.

"Thank you, my lord." She bows her head somewhat more. "And thank you for coming to our aid on behalf of the True Gods. I am Akira, their servant and yours. What do you require, lord?"