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Warhammer 40,000? Deathwatch.

Yeah, that's perfectly fine

Warhammer 40,000? Deathwatch.

Alright, I'll be closing this off to any more people. If it influences anyone's decision, I'm making an assault marine. As for class clarification, basically whatever role your marine plays in his chapter. Avoid captains, I'll make an npc to lead us

Warhammer 40,000? Deathwatch.

Basic Character Sheet

Name: The name of your Serial killer.

Chapter: what branch of mass murderers are you from

Equipment: What does your genocide-r (genocidest?) use to smite xenos

Biography: Just some backstory. A paragraph or two should suffice. This is casual.

Notable Achievements: Only the best are assigned to the deathwatch. Not saying your character needs to, or ever should have something listed here like, "fist fought an entire ork army, gave ole' Ghazzy a wedgie and kicked his sorry greenskin ass of Armageddon." Lets try to be awesome, but also believable for Marines. Difficult I know, but just don't channel your inner Mat Ward.

Physical Description, any noticeable markers, scars, augmentations:

Class: Kinda the role you want to fill in the squad. Don't really have to do this part, your equipment will probably give away your profession.

Personality: Space marines come in different flavors of Zealot. Describe your here.

Where Angels Fear to Tread

Yeah this will be cool beans lets not let this die

Warhammer 40,000? Deathwatch.

Alright, I'll start plotting some stuff up. I don't believe Grey Knights ever do service in the Deathwatch, depending on which source of lore you're going off of. Some will maintain that almost no one in the entire Imperium are even aware of their existence, except for save some very high up Imperial Leaders, and possibly some Chapter Masters. Aside from the fact that committing them to the Deathwatch then exposes their existence to other Chapters, there are other faults.

Point two is thus, they are part of the Ordo Malleus, the branch of Deamonhunters. They are literally the entirely military branch for the Ordo. The Ordo Xenos uses the Deathwatch, as their military. The Deathwatch are experts in combating Aliens. Grey Knights are not. So sure, a Grey Knight will certainly be able to fight Orks, but a crimson fist veteran will probably do it better. So, Grey Knights are not worth the same to the Deathwatch, as the other veterans, and it weakens the Ordo Malleus, to support the Ordo Xenos.

Lastly, Grey Knights are overpowered. Granted, we're all playing superhumans, but you'll be playing several power levels above us.

So, anyways, I hope with all these points, you understand why I say that there will be no Grey Knight's in this thread.

I will be playing a Carcharadon Astra, aka, a Space Shark. If anyone wants inspiration, I recommend any of the Deathwatch books. Forge World has some free pdfs that have chapter tactics for a lot of Badab chapters as well.

There Are No Heroes

Jacob Schmidt, Zoanthrope

Name: Jacob Schmidt

Gender: Male

Age: 23

Lineage: German American

Fate: 2, 1 expended to survive Zoanthrope attack, while being afflicted with the curse.

Relationship Status: Single

Occupational Status: Employed, retail chain salesman at Yancy's, a nationwide corporation known for it's green vests, and destruction of mom and pop businesses with oppressively low prices.

Physical Description: Jacob stands at an average 5’10, and weighs in at an average 170 pounds. His skin is a healthy tan from his time spent outdoors. He has a full head of dirty blonde hair, down to the collar of his shirt, always worn pushed back from his face, and behind his ears. Jacob’s nose is large, with piercing blue eyes and he has a high widow’s peak in his hairline declaring his German lineage.

On his jaw line, he wears constant stubble, the same shade of his hair. Jacobs left shoulder is the home of a gruesome scar, the wound given to him by the Zoanthrope who attacked him, and bit him. On his right shoulder is a tattoo of an ocean wave, breaking apart a ship.

Alternate Physical Description: When in his shape shifted form, Jacob takes on the form of a timber wolf. His coat is several shades of color. From his paws to the tops of his legs are white as snow. From here, up to his back, is a fade into blond hair. The top of his back is black, circled in a ring of white fur.

His snout is white, out to the edges of his mouth. The top of his muzzle is copper, where it fades into a grey mixture of black and white. His eyes are a dirty yellow as well. Tried to avoid using a picture, but this is basically what I’m describing

In his anthromorphic form, he is a 6 and a half foot tall brute, his legs larger, more powerful versions of themselves, his rippling arms, ending in giant claws, capable of rending a man into pieces. His head is still that of a wolf, with a powerful jaw able to snap a man’s thigh in a quick bite. His coat is the same as his more natural canine form.

Psychological Profile: Jacob is a calm, collected individual, most of the time. He is genuinely happy, and can be usually be found with a smile on his face. However, the closer to the full moon it gets, he finds himself getting more anxious, and tense, waiting for the turn. Even though it comes with pain, its also a relief afterwards.

Although he was shocked by the fact that the world contained Zoanthropes, he doesn’t believe in other creatures of the night, and will be shocked and at least initially afraid of any other beings in the world. He enjoys the outdoors, and finds it calming, and often heads to parklands to hike, and this is where he was bit, and changed.

Alternate Psychological Profile: When changed, Jacob is different. He enjoys running with packs of animals, hunting deer. Tracking all the scents and sounds he could not hear as a human. He does retain a sliver of control during this time, keeping himself from hunting humans, at least, for now. He enjoys the primordial euphoria of hunting, and the taste of fear from the kills far more than he would ever care to admit. When he awakens from the changes back to human with murky memories of the night, he shudders at the thought of how much he enjoys it.

Background: Jacob is the eldest son, in a family of 4. His father was in the Military, causing his family to move around fairly often, giving him a lack of roots his entire life. His mother being a stay at home mother for most of his upbringing, only waiting until he and his sister were in high school to start working, although she was limited by her lack of education to low level, entry positions in retail. His younger sister was born 11 months after him, making them “Irish twins”. He was always protective of her, but not that she ever needed it from him.

His education was standard, maintaining a B average in high school. He didn’t win any most likely awards, he wasn’t popular. He just graduated and didn’t attend any college, for he had no real intention to. He just started working, and hiking. The last relocation of his father took them to the Pacific Northwest, where he was able to fully embrace his love of the outdoors, constantly hiking and camping in the parks and wilderness about the region.

However, this area would also be where he would become a Zoanthrope, attacked on a lone hike in the forest. He was able to wound the beast with a knife, and defend himself from the attack, just barely. He bandaged his wounds, and quickly set up a makeshift camp, as weakness overtook him. It was here, he would hover on the fringe of life and death for 2 days, in a hallucinogenic trance, before eventually surviving, and heading to a hospital for stiches and medical care. After an extremely fast recovery, due to his new regenerative gifts, he thought nothing of the encounter for the rest of the month, until the full moon.

He spent the entire day, anxious and nervous, for reasons he didn’t fully understand. He thought it was some sickness, and so called out of work, remaining restless the entire day. He would turn in the shower, terrified and in pain. He remained in his apartment, trapped and confused, waking up the next day in a destroyed room, vaguely aware of what happened. It has since been three years, and Jacob hasn’t told a soul about his affliction, integrating normally into society. His goals are to become a Park Ranger, or Forest warden in the future, and plans to enter training, or put forward an application, although he puts it off constantly.

Recent History: Jacob cannot remember anything about his last shift. He awoke in the middle of the forest naked, and alone. After some navigating of the familiar terrain, he made his way back to his tent, without being seen. He got dressed, packed up, and hiked back to his old Jetta Stationwagon. He placed his belongings in the car, and drove home, thinking nothing about the trip. It wasn't uncommon for him to not remember much about the shifts.

He returned home, and showered, and without much else to do, went to bed, and slept the entire day off.

It was the next day that when he watched the news, he saw a bit about a woman missing in the woods, who was in the forest the same day he was. Jacob was worried, feeling a cold sweat break out. He applied for transfer to another facility, and started packing his belongings. He kept up with the story. A week later they discovered the remnants of the woman's body, saying she was attacked by an uncharacteristically large animal.

It was a guilty feeling Jacob who left the day after roadtripping across the usa to flee his demons, uprooting himself for the sake of his conscious. Within a month however of resettling, he had mostly pushed the blame from his mind. It wasn't him, it was just some bear, he assured himself. And with those happy thoughts, he integrated back into society. But still some nights, Jacob was plagued by the thought of the woman's death being his fault, and if he could ever do anything good enough to counter the bad he brought into the world

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There Are No Heroes [Modern, Supernatural, Survival]

I was actually a bit more interested in the Revenant, but I couldn't conceive of anything that would fit that bill.

There Are No Heroes [Modern, Supernatural, Survival]

I'd like to reserve a Zoanthrope. I'll type up the character tomorrow after work. Sorry if any outside influences creep in, just finished rewatching Hemlock Grove haha.

Warhammer 40,000? Deathwatch.

I wanna do a single serving thread, Warhammer based. We'll be a squad of Deathwatch, so you can kinda godmod as we'll all be playing Veteran superhuman serial killer xenophobes. Looking for 3-4 other people. No more than 6 probably. Not trying to go from squad to platoon. Any takers? If you have any suggestions for scenarios, make them heard. I have no interest in anything but deathwatch currently.

Where Angels Fear to Tread

Nope! Haven't read tome of magic