Day 60
Day 61
My feet hurt, may arms hurt, and my everything hurts. Turns out it was the Dark Eldar that were following me. They trashed my bike and tied me up and tied the end of the rope to their bikes. This is the first time I have had time to breath. They seem to be arguing about which way to go.
They stole my Power Sword. How mean was that.
Managed to injure one of them. Told one of them they had a spider on their shoulder. He tried to swat it. His clothing is covered in blades. It was very funny. Was trying to get him to slit his own wrists.
Looks like were moving again. Damn.
Day 62
Suspect that I am being taken to there dark nexus in the webway. What do you call it? Damn forgotten it really long hard to say name again. Really think I should escape before that happens.
They are stopping more often now. Maybe they are lost?
Can anyone else hear that horrible laughing sound?
Day 63
We have not doubled back on our selves but I see here the wreckage of my bike.
Now we have doubled back on our selves.
Have thought of a way to escape! Regrettably it means waiting until they are all asleep and kicking their heads in. It works for orks, why not for me.
Now I know they can hear the laughing sound. More of a snigger. They look scared.
Day 64
Ambushed by a load of clowns, with weapons. WHAT THE HELL IS IT WITH THIS PLACE AND WEIRD STUFF?
I am now the prisoner of a load of clowns.
They have cut my bonds, so I can probably run away. The question is where to? I should probably follow the psycho clowns. Even these weird things have to eat, and the last thing I ate was a Carnifex steak. Seems a lifetime ago.
Got my Power Sword back. Don't want to have to pay for a new one if I get back.
They have not tried to talk to me yet but have not hindered my following them.
They seem to be laughing along to something only they can hear
Day 65
Does no one in this sodding place sleep? If I get back I'm going to sleep for a week.
Remember seeing things that look like these in an ancient book in the fortress library, back in the days when I still had some of my original skin. Must be nearly a thousand years ago. I feel old.
The leader is a really sinister looking thing. All in monochrome, and that mask. Very disturbing for a mask.
Day 66
Fell asleep. Don't know why, I can go for months without sleep if I have to, but this place sort of plays on your mind. When I woke up the deranged clowns had gone.
Decided to test something today. Removed pommel from Power Sword and threw it as far ass possible down one of the tunnels. Five minuets later it hit me in the back of the head. I really hate this place.
Can hear something laughing at me. Tried to put the comm. system on for a bit of music, all I got was static. There was something under the static whispering to me
Switched comm. off.
Day 67
I would kill for a glass of water.
There are supposed to be doorways to the webway all over the place, right? All them Craftworlds and Crone Worlds and Maiden Worlds and Exodite Worlds. So the question is; why the sodding hell can't I find one?
Feet are getting tired of all this walking.
Day 68
Yey! I found a way out. The webway is in the shallows of the warp. The warp is reactive to thought. Close eyes and step in a direction that you cannot see. It makes as much sense as anything else.
Not sure where I am. Grass is a nice shade of green; sky is a nice shade of blue, sun is a nice yellowy colour. Gravity is a bit higher than home. Major difference; planet has rings I can see pale against the horizon.
Am watching out for anything dangerous. Last thing I need is to get stuck by a bloody Spiker. If that happens I'm cutting my own head off.
Wondering if it is a Maiden World. Hope it is not. If it is then it is unlikely that any Imperial ship will visit it.
Nighttime is approaching. Going to risk sleeping.
BY THE GOLDEN TOILET!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING, IT JUST CAN'T BE HAPPENING!!!
Ok, I've calmed down a bit. I looked up at the sky to see if I recognized any of the stars. The sky looks straight into the warp! I see it with my waking eyes! I'm standing on a world next to the Ocular Terreblis, the Eye of Terror itself. It's like Cadia but without the formers mysterious Pylons for warp protection. I feel a pressing urge to get off this planet before something really, really, REALLY bad happens to me.
Day 69
Being this close to the Eye of Terror probably rules out any Exodites. Apart from that it looks just the sort of world they would like. One seemingly endless beautiful forest with some sort of oak like trees and flowers that look like celandine and dog rose. If I was ever allowed to have my time again I would spend it here, were it not for that horror in the night's sky.
Still hungry. Very hungry. Not going to risk eating the local plant life just yet.
Have not seen any animals bigger than a vole. Not eating vole. They would just get stuck in teeth.
Muscles starting to go all atrophied because Astrates biology contains no fat. Feel awful. Almost thinking of looking for the webway door and trying my chances on another planet.
Tried comm. system again. No signals. Can get music. That's not too bad. Tried listening to 'Soldier of Prandium.' Now that's depressing. Switched over to 'Ornsworld Saga' slightly better.
Maybe it's not the Eye of Terror. It could be the Maelstrom. Doubt it.
It seems like forever since I left the fortress. I miss playing pranks on my battle-brothers. When I get back I'm going to fill Brother Bear's power armour with shaving cream and glue a half empty can of shaving cream to a neophyte's helmet. Just for the sheer hell of it.
Day 70
I gave in and ate some of the vegetation. Tasted like celery. Yuuuurrrk! Just so long as it has better nutritional value than taste.
Maybe I should have dragged one of the Dark Eldar corpses along as a snack. Hey, different species so its not acutely cannibalism.
Day 71
Can see large bird like things in the sky. Vicious looking sods. Like an eagle the size of a cow.
Thinking that maybe I should build a big pile of stones and hibernate under it. We practice the 'deepest sleep' at the fortress about once every hundred years. Usually spend a month asleep. We are woken by either having a syringe full of caffeine put in our veins or we get a kick in the stomach, depends if the apocrathy had a good day.
Wondering how long a marine can sleep for. Longest record time that does not involve the warp is about 350 years. Problem is you can't wake up on your own. External stimulus is needed. How long would I sleep before I die? How long would it take for someone, anyone, to find me?
Day 72
Tried listening for any comm. signals again. Still nothing.
This world sort of reminds me of a nice sunny world where we had to go hunt down a gene-stealer cult. Ended up getting scalped on that mission. Pity that it isn't that world. From that world I could have got home
I still can't understand how there are no people on this world. Yes it's next to the Eye of Terror but so what. People live in all sorts of stupid places, there has to be someone else here. Hopefully someone who knows an astropath.
Climbed a tall tree. Can see for miles and miles. Can see a mountain in the distance. Got nothing better to do, going to climb it.
Day 73
Set of walking as soon as the sun rose. Dug a hole and buried myself in leaves for a bed, in much the same manner of the ogyrns of Kruthgrut.
Ate some more vegetation. This time I tried some of the celandine looking plants. Tasted a bit better than the other plant stuff, but not much. Oh for a nice chunk of meat, dripping in gravy with some roast spuds.
About halfway to the mountain.
Walked along the side of a big pond. I think I have just found the inhabitants of this world; Loxatl. Met these bloody fish sticks before I was an Astrates. A Blood Pact army was ravaging Kargotha and these abominations were fighting along with them, I was in the PDF at the time an let me tell you, its no fun being knifed in the guts by a sadistic fish.
It's so tempting just to dive in there and rip them to shreds with my bare hands. Then I would just have to start a fire and I could have some roast fish. Hey, different species again. Besides, I've seen them gnawing on human bones. 'Do unto others before they do unto you'. Very old saying.
Day 74
Am having a thought. If these are the forces of Chaos then a ship must come to pick up new recruits to fight in the Bloodpact army, in much the same way that the Imperial Guard get drafted and dragged across half the galaxy. All I have to do is wait for a ship to arrive and some how get on board.
Wonder how long it will be until a ship visits.
Maybe the xenos use the webway to visit a Crone World and get a ship from there.
Day 75
Still no sign of a ship. I have given up the idea of climbing the mountain; I will watch the xenos and see if a ship ever lands.
Everything on this planet tastes foul. If it is not on the charts already I'm going to name the planet 'Celery'.
Day 76
Thrown stones in the lake for a laugh.
They threw the stones back, ow.
Day 77
It's raining again.
Suddenly realized I am standing under a tree in wet adamantine armour. Took armour of for duration of storm.
Day 78
Still raining.
Comm. system got wet. No more music.
Very rainy.
Its like the sea is trying to re-take the land by airdrop.
Day 79
Something is happening by the lake on the beach. Oh I don't like the look of this. Am getting the tingly 'someone is screwing with the warp' feeling.
The sand on the beach has burnt and fused to form some patterns that look weird and unpleasant. Its not that they move when you look away from them its that they look like they might be about to.
Now this has gone beyond weird and into the realms of wyrd, which is much weirder.
Don't like looking at the patch of ground in the middle of the symbols, it makes the eyes hurt. Reality must be getting really runny in the middle of all that.
No ship will visit this place. They're using a warp hole as transportation. Damn but that's stupid. It's worse than telleporter technology. The question is now, 'should I jump through a piece of xeno tech that's millions of years old into a maze where thing laugh at you as you get lost, or should I jump through a hole in reality and land in the middle of an alien horde on a Chaos infested world?'
I'm going to jump through the wobbly reality hole. Chances are I won't be forced to starve to death whilst listening to some sniggering retard.
Day 80
Right into a battlefield. Being shot at by both sides. One thinks I'm a heretic the other thinks I'm dinner.
I'm in what looks like a town square under an overturned tank. I can hear a great deal of gunfire. I have a power sword. Going to charge the xenos and Traitor Guard firing from behind the chunk of ferro-crete over there.
Day 81
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Day 83
I now have the Primarch of all headaches. On the positive side I'm still alive. Hooray for me! Took out 32 Traitor humans, 8 xeno things, 3 what looked very much looked like Dark Mechanicus and then got knocked three ways from Sunday by a big warp spawned monstrosity with big teeth and claws and wings and horns and a hammer the size of... of... of a really big hammer.
I am now in a small room with a shelf in the corner to sleep on that is too small, a window that is too small to climb out of and a really thick door with a really big lock. That's gratitude for you.
Someone came in just after what I assume was midday today. They were dressed like a Hangman (commissar) and tried to intimidate me. He was 5' 11" I'm 7' 8". I've not been shouted at by a Hangman for the better part 1200 years and its not happening now. Hangman now has a broken nose. The nose is one of those body parts that is so easily breakable but poses no serious threat of fatality.
Got some bread and water. It tastes better than the food on the planet 'Celery'.
Day 84
Wonder what planet I'm on?
Can hear the guard talking outside. I can't understand a word they are saying. I can speak Kargothan, Cadian, High Gothic and can just about get by in Catachan and Ornian. How many languages can there be?
The bars on my window look like they are made of iron. They are rusty but still an inch thick. Thank goodness for the Betchers Glands.
Day 85
I chewed my way out just in time for sunrise. Sun is white not yellow, don't like it overly much.
This seems to be a military centre. I'm going to climb the watchtower for a nice view of what kind of land I'm on.
Who builds a watchtower 1000 foot tall? Now that's just compensating for something. Views probably good from the top though.
Think I may be on an agri-world. In ever direction there is just a flowing sea of wheat, a shimmering golden sea. And a road. And I think I can see a small house a long way of.
This military base probably does for a market as well.
Got to go and se the leader of this base and see when the next ship out leaves. Much as I would like to stay and sunbathe the Chapter is probably holding my funeral by now.
Just realized I do not look particularly Astrates like. Everyone knows the Space Marines wears power armour and carries a bolter, or some such weapon. I don't even have a power sword anymore. Going to find something hot to brand the sign of the aquilla on my forehead.
Found a blacksmiths shop. He has a vague grip on High Gothic, enough to let me borrow a length of iron and the fire for a while.
OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!
Yep. That was excruciating. It was like being hit in the head by an Imperial Guard who can't aim. OW, OW, OW!
Day 86
Going to what looks like the main office. Forehead healed up nicely. Nice double headed eagle stamp on the head now.
Walked passed the where the big abomination with the axe was, they still haven't got rid of the overturned tank. Looks like a Lemon Russ. Very nice.
Main office looks like it was set on fire. What looks like a scarecrow in a lieutenant's uniform runs this place. Says that the next ship is in three months (one month on this world being 20 days, how long a day is is impossible to say as they have no standard measurement shorter than a day.) Told them to wake me up when it gets here.
Managed to acquire space to sleep in the local inn. The corner of the attic with a blanket around me. Hopefully they wont forget I'm here.