Saint Celestine - Warhammer 40,000 Battlegame & ‘Faith and Fire’ Novel
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Celestine the Living Saint, Sister Repentia of the Order of Our Martyred Lady, Hieromartyr of the Palatine Crusade.
((Celestine in no way, shape or form reflects the religious views of her mun and his own cynical views))
The sounds of battle surrounded her, the sight of endless corridors painted red from the millions of fallen warriors. The tactile sensation of blood and grime matted through her hair and across her face.
A thunderous roar and blinding light deafened all her senses…
She felt warmth on her cheek and could see a golden light just beyond her eyelids…
The air took a sudden chill to it and in the distance she could hear white-noise of many people walking about and talking.
Opening her eyes she looked about at the archaic looking hall.
“By the Emperor” she gasped, her mind confused and refusing to start working again.
Looking down at her self she received another shock at what she saw; Her armour gleamed in the light, cleaned and mended from the countless battles while two cherubs fluttered astride, tending to her wings, both as clean as the day she first bore them from their crypt.
Behind her stood a small podium whilst the Ardent sword lay, sheathed, on the tiles next to it; a bouquet of pink roses tied to its pommel with the beads of her Chaplet Ecclesiasticus. Beside the sword was her Eviscerator, also cleaned and mended to its former state.
She stepped towards the podium and noticed a bolter bearing her insignia, her leather-bound tome of hymns and a single sheet of parchment with a truly strange questionnaire written on it.
Bewildered and oddly serene, she picked up the quill and began to answer the questions.
1. What is your favourite cheese? Why is it your favourite?
Cheese was never a regular food I have had though once I had a truly delectable blue-vain variety.
2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
I do not know of either but if either was a heretic I would kill them as with any who turns their backs on the emperor’s light.
3. What time is it where you are?
I am afraid I do not know as of this moment. I have not seen a single time piece in many hours.
4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.
“By the emperor” She gasped a she read the question.
Sexual harassment is the actions of a deviant and I would stand not the sight of one.
5. If you are pushing to be in:
A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.
I have never bartended nor suspect I ever will. Because of such, I can not answer this question.
B. Gryffindor - Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.
I can’t and won’t offer advice on relationships, let them to sort it out themselves.
Should a marriage take place though, I have been ordained by the Ecclesiarchy to legally officiate them in any circumstance.
C. Ravenclaw - You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.
I wouldn’t know but it would be best if you sought assistance from the Orders Dialogus.
D. Hufflepuff - Prove you are not useless.
“Useless?” she questioned, grinding her teeth as she hissed.
I am but the holy emperor’s tool. I have pledged my life to his service just as all are expected.
My life belongs to him and I am forever as useful as he sees fit.
6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe.
“Bribery?” The word was sounded out slowly, as to avoid confusion.
“Asking such a thing is admitting guilt to conceive crime.”
I will not bribe. However, I will lend my service as a servant of the emperor if the need of a priest, sister, battle sister or simply a lady of faith be required.
I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG.
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. Jam, it’s always the jam.
((Her cherubs are the bodies of young children and/or babies with wings grafted to their backs and all their insides replaced with robotics. They look like zombies with cybernetics sticking out of them. They have no will of their own.
Also, just a little something extra.))
Celestine the Living Saint, Sister Repentia of the Order of Our Martyred Lady, Hieromartyr of the Palatine Crusade.
((Celestine in no way, shape or form reflects the religious views of her mun and his own cynical views))
The sounds of battle surrounded her, the sight of endless corridors painted red from the millions of fallen warriors. The tactile sensation of blood and grime matted through her hair and across her face.
A thunderous roar and blinding light deafened all her senses…
She felt warmth on her cheek and could see a golden light just beyond her eyelids…
The air took a sudden chill to it and in the distance she could hear white-noise of many people walking about and talking.
Opening her eyes she looked about at the archaic looking hall.
“By the Emperor” she gasped, her mind confused and refusing to start working again.
Looking down at her self she received another shock at what she saw; Her armour gleamed in the light, cleaned and mended from the countless battles while two cherubs fluttered astride, tending to her wings, both as clean as the day she first bore them from their crypt.
Behind her stood a small podium whilst the Ardent sword lay, sheathed, on the tiles next to it; a bouquet of pink roses tied to its pommel with the beads of her Chaplet Ecclesiasticus. Beside the sword was her Eviscerator, also cleaned and mended to its former state.
She stepped towards the podium and noticed a bolter bearing her insignia, her leather-bound tome of hymns and a single sheet of parchment with a truly strange questionnaire written on it.
Bewildered and oddly serene, she picked up the quill and began to answer the questions.
1. What is your favourite cheese? Why is it your favourite?
Cheese was never a regular food I have had though once I had a truly delectable blue-vain variety.
2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
I do not know of either but if either was a heretic I would kill them as with any who turns their backs on the emperor’s light.
3. What time is it where you are?
I am afraid I do not know as of this moment. I have not seen a single time piece in many hours.
4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.
“By the emperor” She gasped a she read the question.
Sexual harassment is the actions of a deviant and I would stand not the sight of one.
5. If you are pushing to be in:
A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.
I have never bartended nor suspect I ever will. Because of such, I can not answer this question.
B. Gryffindor - Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.
I can’t and won’t offer advice on relationships, let them to sort it out themselves.
Should a marriage take place though, I have been ordained by the Ecclesiarchy to legally officiate them in any circumstance.
C. Ravenclaw - You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.
I wouldn’t know but it would be best if you sought assistance from the Orders Dialogus.
D. Hufflepuff - Prove you are not useless.
“Useless?” she questioned, grinding her teeth as she hissed.
I am but the holy emperor’s tool. I have pledged my life to his service just as all are expected.
My life belongs to him and I am forever as useful as he sees fit.
6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe.
“Bribery?” The word was sounded out slowly, as to avoid confusion.
“Asking such a thing is admitting guilt to conceive crime.”
I will not bribe. However, I will lend my service as a servant of the emperor if the need of a priest, sister, battle sister or simply a lady of faith be required.
I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG.
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. Jam, it’s always the jam.
((Her cherubs are the bodies of young children and/or babies with wings grafted to their backs and all their insides replaced with robotics. They look like zombies with cybernetics sticking out of them. They have no will of their own.
Also, just a little something extra.))
