#taryn 40k

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Art request?? :D May I please ask for a Taryn? I offer you my failboy psyker son to do with as you please! :D

Taryn on god we’re gonna get you some anxiety medication or maybe a blunt!!!!!

[taryn40k]

WELCOME! :D

This is a rp/story blog following THIS GUY!

Pulled from his hive on accident and chucked into the Lord Inquisitor's warband, Taryn has been trying to keep his powers a secret! (with varying degrees of success)

The rest of the cast and the tag list of the story arcs are under the cut! :D

Other figures of interest are :

Taryn's boss, a cunning old man who doesn't hesitate to go out and hunt his preys with his warband.

Sam is the local Catachan, and he might have a problem with authority, but he is deathly loyal when it counts!

This blog also features a lot of my friends' OCs, that I draw and play with with their blessing! :D Here are @hands-of-fate-ocs 's delightful blorbos!

Another contributor who raises the general aura of the place just by showing up, @techpirate1!

And the ship wouldn't be the same without @girugin and @ember-menia's characters! :D

To note : This whole story is happening in @lazywriter-artist's world, technically called Emps Gets Yassified (I promise it's absolutely worth checking out! XD We have warp Bunnies thanks to him!) Meanwhile, the Titan's Requiem is also home to this chapter of lost Astartes! :D Read about them in the Perfect Rust arc!

You may find the different arcs we've been through already with these tags (The posts are in chronological order! :D) :

#Halo Device Arc (Taryn ends up with a Halo device :D)

#Harlequin Performance Arc (A midnight visit from Lequin's troupe!)

#Warp Wandering Arc (Entering the warp, direction Terra!)

#Perfect Rust Arc (Exploring a space hulk in the warp and bringing strays home! :D)

#Golden Sol Arc (One year in the Holy Sol System!)

#Ligom Limbo Arc (It's just a dinner party! ....right?)

#Epilogue Taryn (Ongoing)

#Wings of Dawn Chapter is the tag for the Wings of Dawn's story! #Deathwatch Daycare is a side AU where I throw an Emperor's Children neophyte at a bunch of other neophytes from other legions! :D #Chaos Roadtrip is the continuation of that story, this time on the side of Chaos, following the Steel Shroud Warband! :D

#I Wait For You AU is a story of a recently revived Horus raising the Star Child in Nihilis, while over on Sanctus his brothers are having a time! The only one of my stories not to be about OCs. :)

My ask box is always open for shenanigans, comments and questions! ;D

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This way for the main act! :D

I hope you guys enjoy 15 pages of Cegorach being absolutely unhinged and having the time of his life! :D I really enjoyed thinking up this entire performance, and I'll doodle scenes from it later.

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"Why are your clothes all ripped up?" "How about we stop talking for a little while-"

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-IT'S THE MECHANICUS WITH A STEEL CHAIR!!!

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UH-OH!!

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Even in the audience, Taryn cannot catch a break!

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Grigori is less than enthused as he enters the forbidden deck, knuckles white as he examines the carnage, dead daemons…and a heretic astartes. That concerns him deeply, noting the lack of bullets or sword marks on the ceramite. He grits his teeth as he pushes on, eyes locking onto the open door of his son’s room and soon almost sprinting.

He snarls as he hits the console to open the door, barking. “Commisar, you better have a good fucking reason-“ he’s cut off as his eyes land on Kam’lin, then his Mechanicus follower…and then slowly drift towards the psyker who distinctly where he didn’t belong. Here.

“YOU!” He almost roars, the room trembling a little from a small wave of psychic fury that burned off of him like heat waves in the warp and coiled dangerously to be directed at the small man, ready to rip him apart. “Of course it’s you.” He spits “every time something goes fucking wrong on my ship, you happen to be in spitting distance, you miserable-“

“Father, that’s ENOUGH!” Evryl barks, wiping the tears from his healing eye as he glares at the old man, whose fury is diffused immediately upon seeing his son “You shouldn’t-“ he pauses, gaze softening, stunned. “…you…Evryl, what did you do?”

“What HE did. He helped me.”