everybody's favorite corpse who hates bedtime and has anxiety, telemechrus the contemptor dreadnought 🙏

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everybody's favorite corpse who hates bedtime and has anxiety, telemechrus the contemptor dreadnought 🙏
going insane about telemechrus again
„This is the anger we spoke of,‟ they had replied. „You will adjust. Sleep will help. Begin hibernation protocols.‟ „Wait!‟ he had called out. „Wait!‟
They wake him once, during routine resuscitation in the vaults at Macragge. His implant clock tells him that he has been dormant for two years. The techpriests inform him that an operation has been announced. He will be installed in his chassis and shipped to Calth for deployment, and then woken when it is time for war. The war will be with orks. Telemechrus has questions, but they return him to his hypnotherapeutic dreams. „Wait!‟ he says.
losing my MIND about Telemechrus. his lack of bodily autonomy as a dreadnought is so all-consuming that its a horror all on its own. he just wants to know whats going on, but no one will answer his questions because he's a war machine with a corpse inside, not a person. the tech priests shut him down whenever he isn't needed for something, including when he's in the middle of talking. he doesn't even get to keep his own name, they rebranded him like a Thing, because he is one. he's the horrifically mutilated remains of a ~30 year old welded into an iron lung with machine guns on it, and he is So Fucking Scared