Part 15
The Birds and the Bigots
Chapter 100(orphan)
The casino rang cheerfully with electronic music from countless gambling machines, the rattle of dice, the flip of cards, the sliding of gambling chips and the hubbub of crowds of people.
It was a big place, full of excitement, a place where the inscrutable fates of Tzeentch were woven and a lucky few people could find themselves suddenly rich without warning.
The Indigo Foundation Casino was an amazing place of galaxy spanning changes, a nonprofit organisation that used the proceeds from the Casino to fund massive highly secretive Tzeentch charities all over the galaxy.
Potent spells and wards enveloped the entire venue, terrible spells that horrifically cursed anyone deliberately attempting to cheat, instantly devolving cheaters into shambling mindless chaos spawns. Even the daemons of Tzeentch themselves had extreme difficulty cheating at gambling in THIS place, it was the fairest casino on Dark Tropic, where you won fairly or not at all.
To gamble at this venue, one had to pass a psychic screening for detrimental gambling addiction by the staff. It was simple, took seconds, but if you failed you were immediately arrested and placed into compulsory gambling addiction counselling, VERY different from the motives of the average casino.
For this casino existed not to make money, (though of course it did make plenty of money, as it took an especially rare and prodigious level of imbecilic incompetence to actually go bankrupt running a casino).
The casino rather existed to increase HOPE in the universe to strengthen Tzeentch, and to decrease the hated despair that Nurgle fed on. Healthy gambling increased hope like nothing else could, but gambling addicts caused despair and misery to their families and friends, destroying families and ruining children's dreams all in the name of feeding a detrimental addiction.
This casino generated hope as it's primary commodity, and any profits it made were simply used to generate even more hope in poor people all over the galaxy. Just a lovely concept for a casino to operate under, at least, the staff all thought so if you asked them.
But one particular occupant of this venue didn't care at all about any of this, he had no concept of true altruism or empathy, his alien mind too inhuman for such concepts.
This particular occupant rather, was currently glaring indignantly at a giant sign on the wall, utterly irritated by the unhelpful message the sign proclaimed to all.
The giant prominent sign read:
"DON'T feed Chappie the pet Tyranid!"
The indignant individual bared his giant razor sharp fangs, whipping his long tail on the floor in irritation, and summoned the blazing power of the warp into a crackling arc around his bulbous chitin plated head.
With an insect-like hiss of rage he directed a huge bolt of warp energy at the word "DON'T" in the sign, burning a hole right through both the sign and the wall it hung from as well.
The newly vastly improved sign now read:
"feed Chappie the pet Tyranid", (with a huge hole in the wall where "DON'T" had formerly been).
The individual hissed with satisfaction at this much better message, and used a huge flexible tongue to groom underneath the slightly inconvenient collar around his neck that read "CHAPPIE".
The individual, or "Chappie" as the humanoid creatures kept calling him, floated above the ground with the psychic powers from his huge bulbous head. He was almost all head by body mass, with an atrophied little body and long tail hanging from his gigantic cranium.
Chappie was a Tyranid Zoanthrope originally from hive fleet Leviathan. Over twenty years ago he had been part of a boarding action against a "Night Lord" ship, (one of the many human factions), and had eaten so many yummy humans before his boarding party had been defeated and poor Chappie had been wounded.
Chappie had wanted to go on eating humans, but the truculent humans had objected to being eaten! They had locked the poor wounded Chappie in a cage that inhibited all of his psychic powers, and had given him as a "pet" to a creature named "TigerLily".
TigerLily had then cruelly surgically removed his ability to connect to the hive mind, and filled his brain with terrible bionic "behavioural inhibitor microchips", terrible machines that limited his (normally lethally homicidal) everyday behaviour, out of some pedantic insane desire to make him "safe" to keep around her children as a "family pet"!
It was so unnecessary too! Chappie wasn't "dangerous", he only wanted to EAT TigerLily's children, not anything sinister!
Chappie had been TigerLily's "family pet" for over two decades now since his capture, making him very old for a Tyranid Zoanthrope. He had been with these humanoid creatures this entire time, living among them unable to eat even the really small baby humans!
He was SO hungry! Chappie was ALWAYS hungry! Chappie was a Tyranid, his hunger was eternal. Oh he was just SO hungry, it had been FIFTEEN WHOLE MINUTES since he had last been fed by the casino staff!
This was surely cruelty against animals to starve him for this long! He could endure his hunger no longer!
Chappie eagerly floated over to the nearest group of casino patrons, whom were around a "roulette table" in a group of ten individuals.
Chappie softly nuzzled against the group of humans, getting their (rather alarmed) attention.
The humans staggered back in fear from the monstrous slavering Tyranid, but Chappie simply used his long tail to urgently direct their attention to the sign he had improved.
The humans gazed at the distant large sign, taking especial notice of the conspicuous hole blasted in the wall, and then looked at Chappie.
The humans started to laugh, (a strange thing the humans did), and called him "such a clever boy" in a way that was perfectly condescending.
Chappie focused his psychic powers on their minds, and hissed the words "feed me" into their brains.
The humans staggered back at the deafening power of the words in their minds and ran away from him!
Chappie hissed in frustration, and once again felt pangs of terrible hunger.
He settled for sniffing around the roulette table for anything worth eating.
The roulette ball and casino chips were all made of substances that were not edible, not even edible for Chappie. The casino staff member who manned this particular table cleared her throat loudly, and started poking him with a long collapsible metal truncheon, which irritated Chappie.
Chappie hissed viciously but backed off after further poking, he was just SO hungry!
Chappie attempted to find other people to feed him, pointing frantically at his sign in desperation with his tail. He was SO hungry!
Chappie sniffed the air hungrily and floated over towards the nearest kitchen...
...Chappie was immediately chased away again by bird mutants with electric shocking pole implements!
Chappie hid behind a row of "poker machines" to evade the angry bird mutants, and sniffed at the air again, eternally searching for food.
He smelt paper resting on a nearby poker machine, he could eat paper!
Chappie eagerly floated over and gobbled up a wadded soiled paper napkin, so yummy!
He was still SO hungry!
"Chappie! Din-dins!" A bird mutant suddenly said those wonderful words! YES!
Chappie floated as fast as his brain could carry him towards his giant feeding trough, ravenously hungry.
He found his trough filled with 44 gallons of food waste and trash from the various kitchens in the massive casino! SO YUMMY!
Chappie jubilantly ate all of this trash and spoiled food in an orgy of gluttony, paper, cardboard, wood, rotten food, all of it was edible to Chappie's Tyranid digestive system. He wasn't fussy and could even digest metals and some plastics if given enough time.
Chappie functioned as an enthusiastic garbage disposal system for the entire casino, saving feeding costs by satisfying his eternal appetite with mostly garbage. So yummy!
Chappie swallowed all 44 gallons of the garbage, followed by a long drink from his water trough.
Chappie was SO hungry! It had now been ten whole seconds since he finished his meal!
This was blatant animal cruelty to starve him like this!
Chappie sniffed the air, and smelled something he had eaten before.
Chappie eagerly followed the smell, floating up several flights of stairs and coming into a hallway. He followed the smell even more, and found an open doorway with female human sobbing noises inside.
Chappie floated through the door and found a huddle of human and mutant females.
Chappie followed the smell all the way up to one of the females, a human called "Mandy", and sniffed at her curiously.
"What?," Mandy asked him.
"(Sniff sniff), I ate your father, the rippers ate most of him first but I ate part of his leg. It was delicious." Chappie psychically explained excitedly.
The females in the room all made gasping noises at these words, but Chappie ignored them and attempted to gnaw on Mandy's arm, only to be stopped immobile by his brain implants!
So irritating!
Chappie grumpily settled for eating the entire supply of paper tissues that the females were offering to a crying female known as "Violet".
"Stop eating the tissues Chappie!" Several females shouted at him.
Chappie ignored the protests, but the females snatched some of the tissues away before he could eat them! How inconsiderate!
Chappie instead began to nibble on the clothing of various females, biting huge chunks of yummy fabric from their skirts without otherwise harming them, eating the delicious fabrics.
"CHAPPIE!" The females shouted in outrage.
Chappie ignored the protests and noticed a bouquet of flowers sitting on a small metal table next to Violet, and closed his mouth over them in a single mouthful, chewing them up and swallowing. So yummy!
"That was the bridal bouquet! Stop eating everything Chappie!" One of the females shouted at him.
Chappie ignored this protest too, and attempted to eat the hair of various females.
The females were now attacking Chappie with metal furniture, hitting him clumsily with metal chairs!
Chappie hissed viciously and vented his bowels to reduce weight, swiftly retreating a few meters, inhibited from violence even in self defence. The females did not pursue, holding defensive poses and shouting in dismay at the huge reeking pile of Tyranid shit that was now all over the floor around their feet.
Chappie sniffed the air, his own hastily dropped shit was clearly not fully leached of nutrients yet. It smelled SO yummy!
Chappie gazed fearfully at the hostile females, and wisely decided to use his powers to bring the shit to him, levitating it up into the air...
"Ew!" The females squawked in dismay as shit floated all around them.
Chappie opened his mouth wide and all of the floating shit flew into his mouth to be eaten a second time. So yummy!
"Oh Slaanesh that's fucking gross!"
Chappie did not reply, and searched the room for other things to eat. He quickly found nothing else of interest and returned eagerly to the females, wanting to eat whatever he could.
The females shouted curses at Chappie and quickly vacated the room, pursued relentlessly by Chappie.
"CHAPPIE!" The females shouted in protest as he bit through half a leather handbag, chewing up the cosmetic products it contained.
The females were running at top speed now, and Chappie was speeding after them, wanting to eat the other half of the handbag.
The females were fleeing into a huge conference hall now, and Chappie chased them inside.
The room was large and filled with furniture, and was populated with many humans, bird mutants, a few towering daemons and many hundreds of hulking Night Lord Astartes in power armour. The various creatures were gazing in alarm at the fleeing group of females Chappie was chasing, and weapons were being turned on Chappie...
Chappie was not very keen on being shot with human firearms, and wisely slowed in his pursuit, letting the females take refuge among the protective mass of hostile looking Night Lords. Such a disappointment...
Chappie surveyed the room for any alternative food source, and was delighted when he immediately noticed that the entire room was decorated with bunches of flowers! Chappie hissed with hungry glee and eagerly floated over to gorge himself on the abundant yummy flowers.
SO DELICIOUS!
Shouting and pandemonium was now erupting in the room from the crowd of various creatures at this destruction of the room decorations, but Chappie was too delighted with the yummy flowers to pay much attention to these protests.
"Foul xenos! By the Emperor! Matriarch please countermand your order to let me kill the vile thing!" One of the younger Night Lord Astartes roared angrily in a testosterone deepened voice.
Chappie hissed at this threat, having learned to understand the local languages over his long captivity as TigerLily's pet, and hid for cover behind the legs of a big nearby daemon that seemed to be currently mating with a female human.
Chappie had barely taken cover when he was suddenly pressed down to the floor by one of the huge hoofed feet of the giant daemon, pinning him down to the floor under it's weight!
Chappie hissed frantically and tried to wiggle free, but the daemon was far stronger than him! Chappie's most recent behavioural inhibitor brain implants prevented him from even harming a giant daemon in an act of self defence! He was trapped and defenceless!
"Your rape will be EXQUISITE," the daemon purred at him... Um, this was bad...
Um, what was the daemon DOING!? Things were not meant to go up THAT particular hole!
The daemon was attempting to mate with Chappie's poo hole!
Chappie wasn't sure that he liked this...
"HUSBAND! What are you DOING to poor Chappie! Stop it!" The daemon's female companion was now shouting shrilly.
The giant daemon ignored the protests of his female companion, and Chappie hissed and snarled in discomfort as his shit hole was brutally copulated with.
Some huge volume of high pressure fluid suddenly sprayed inside Chappie's relatively short digestive tract from the wrong end, and the pressure was so great that the fluid went all the way backwards up his digestive system, filling his stomach to overflowing until he vomited up the viscous white fluid all over the floor!
Chappie hissed in dismay as he puked in a great torrent all over the floor, partially liquefying some nearby wooden furniture with his Tyranid stomach digestive juices. His FOOD! NO NOT HIS FOOD!
The high pressure spray in his back passage suddenly ceased, and Chappie gratefully stopped vomiting.
Chappie sniffed at the huge puddle of white fluid on the floor, and used his long tongue to lick at it experimentally.
The puddle was all semen!
SO YUMMY!
The daemon was still mating with Chappie but Chappie was now too distracted to care, eagerly licking up and drinking the yummy nutrient rich white puddle as the daemon continued.
Chappie was then forced to vomit it all back up again by another huge high pressure spray up his back entrance!
The puddle of white fluid was now twice as big as before! Chappie eagerly lapped it up as the daemon continued! So yummy!
The room was in complete pandemonium now, with females screaming and males yelling as this cycle of vomiting and feeding continued.
Various people were shouting various things:
"By the Emperor that is unholy! Somebody make it stop!"
"Ew yuck!"
"Husband! Stop hurting poor Chappie!"
"This wedding is RUINED!"
People were leaving the room en mass now, the Night Lords were evacuating all the women and children, alarmed as the spreading huge white puddle of semen and Tyranid digestive juices rapidly dissolved away the legs of metal furniture... And started burning a huge hole in the floor...
Chappie vaguely noticed Violet sobbing in the arms of the young Night Lord as both evacuated the room, but didn't really care about this detail. This steadily growing white puddle was SO YUMMY!
Chappie noticed his "owner" TigerLily at the far end of the large room, she was rolling around on the floor and choking with laughter for some unknown reason. Chappie dismissed this and focused his attention on lapping up the yummy puddle, completely indifferent to his surroundings.
SO YUMMY!
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(Amazed to get to chapter 100! Thanks so much for your kind comment "nomadic soul", being a parent is an amazing privilege. In answer to your question about Nathan the Night Lord, he is still around and will hopefully appear shortly. The cast is getting gigantic at this point haha. :)
