The Sovereign's Appraisal
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| Battle Cry | Through blood, we shall earn our forgiveness! | |
| Number | ? | |
| Founding | M40 | |
| Successors of | Ultramarines | |
| Successor Chapters | None | |
| Chapter Master | Plutarch | |
| Primarch | Roboute Guilliman | |
| Homeworld | Craftworld Ityasai | |
| Strength | 950 | |
| Specialty | Armored Assault | |
| Allegiance | God-Emperor of Mankind (Declared Renegade to the Imperium, see below) | |
| Colours | Ultramarine Blue and Liche Purple with Golden Yellow Shoulder Trim and Aquila, Imperial Purple soft armor, and Bad Moon Yellow Eyes | |
The Sovereign's Appraisal, also known as either the Damned Marines or the Electes Imperitoris, are a chapter once again created from the Deathwatch Chapter creation table. Essentially, they are both a chapter more shit on than the Lamenters and the Legion of the Damned, and blur the line between Loyalist and Chaos so badly its hard to tell if they're heretics or chosen by the Big E himself (which according to their chapter master and general beliefs, they are). They're organized in a way that is like if batman ran the Byzantine Empire in Spehss, and it is glorious.
Summary
Essentially the most shit on chapter that a group of fa/tg/uys could make and still be functional, The Sovereign's Appraisal was originally an Ultramarines successor chapter who may or may not been dicked over from the beginning by either Slaanesh or Tzeentch, though this has not been proved. It is theorized because they are possibly the most flawed and mutated chapter that isn't the Flesh Helms. Their Occulobe is oversensitive, the Oolitic Kidney secretes in a way that causes them to have light purple skin, and they lack two Zygotes (The Neuroglottis and Mucranoid). Because of this, the Ultrasmurfs openly shunned them for being impure and looking the part of Warp daemons, staining their glorious image. This would eventually lead to their loathing of their Progenitor, as well as be one of many reasons they were later declared Excommunicate Traitoris and subsequently hunted down by the Ultramarines with a fervor rarely seen outside of the Dark Angels. Another reason is that their own willingness to help others would be their downfall.
They also use the Ultramarines symbol and colors in their color scheme and heraldry, though now it is to troll them for being complete assholes who got them declared traitors in the first place. It is rumored that this is one possible explanation for the Angry Marines, so great was their butthurt.
(To be finished at a later date)
Fluff
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Crunch
It is of note that due to their history, they have been rolled up on both the Loyalist and Chaos Space Marine Creation tables.
Space Marine Chapter Creation Table Crunch (For pre-excommunication chapter)
Why were they founded? Strategic Prognostication; meant to do some future event. In this case, fighting the Eldar; a mission doomed from the start.
When were they founded? 40th Millenium
Progenitor Ultramarines (Because making the most fucked-over and mutated chapter is a great spit upon Ward.)
Gene-Stock Purity? FLAWED AS FUCK
Codex Demeanors Uphold The Honour Of The Emperor, with slight aspects of Brothers in Battle, See, But Don't Be Seen, and Swift as the Wind
Gene-Seed Deficiencies? 3; Oversensitive Occulobe (light sensitive), Oolitic Secretions (odd-colored skin; likely purple because warp daemons), and two Lost Zygotes (Neuroglottis and Mucranoid)
Flaws Chapter Cult (Has something to do with Eldar Lore. Details to follow)
Figures of Legend Plutarch and Salva Boiler (See the end of first thread)
Chapter Homeworld Remains of the small Eldar Craftworld Ityasai inside a Warp Storm
Home World Predominant Terrain Urban Jungle
Relationship with Homeworld Direct Rule. Save Imperial Citizens and Adeptus Mechanicus, convert them to their view of the Emperor, and in exchange they are offered a peaceful existence upon the planet, doing the Emperor's will by aiding the chapter with finding food, supplies, weapon, and ammunition. As such, the Tech-Priests are good with Eldar tech. Somewhat. Mutations occur, but they're kept in check by the chapter, so that things don't go to hell.
Combat Doctrine Mixture of Stealth and Armoured Assault. Infiltration teams deploy Eldar Webway Gates whenever they are needed, then use them to drop in vehicles to steamroll in, and use them for a quick retreat if they end up taking heavy casualties, needing a quick escape, or are outclassed.
Specialty Restrictions No Devastators. Instead, they use Eldar support platforms with D-Cannons,Vibro Cannons, Shadow Weavers, or stripped and remounted with something like a heavy lascannon, multi-melta, heavy bolters, or something else nasty and large caliber. Eldar tech is used for an advantage, but not relied upon.
Special Equipment Modified/Rare Weaponry. Mixture of Eldar and Imperial Technology, using whatever they are able to get their hands on.
What form do the Chapters' beliefs take? The Emperor Above All, duh.
At what strength is the Chapter? Nominal. They are able to field anywhere between eight and nine companies at any given time, but prefer to not overextend their forces.
Friends of the Chapter Adeptus Mechanicus Splinter (Helps with Eldar Tech) Adeptus Soritas Splinter (Came to purge, some ended up staying) Lamentors? Adeptus Titanicus (3 Eldar (Two Revenant, One Phantom) scavenged and semi-operational, 1 Reaver-Class Imperial that was saved from a Chaos group.)
Enemies of the Chapter Eldar, Chaos, Inquisition, and Tyranids (only because the 'nids hate everyone)
Allies of Convenience Everyone else but the Tyranids, with non-lethal/retreats when facing the Imperium of Man, no matter the force (the only exception being Ultramarines, and even then, not full-on attacking. Harassment at most.). They immediately go after them after the major threat is down, however.
Chaos Warband Creation Table (For Citizenry)
Chaos Allegiance (Who favors them) Slannesh, but they despise it. Responsible for the gene-seed mutations, and nearly turning the chapter to Chaos, had it not been for Salva and Plutarch. Citizenry is also afflicted, but kept in line by the Chapter.
Frequency of Chaos 'Blessings' High, due to Slaanesh actively trying to convert them, actively living in a warp storm, and being calm outside of battle, but ferociously violent in battle.
Common Blessings The Eye that sees Beyond (aids psykers and finding places to install webway portals), Weapons of Chaos (Often sanctified as much as possible, and even then, the worst are usually avoided. Goes with the 'grabs whatever weapons they can get their hands on' aspect.), Deadly Protrusions (Evidence of heavy warp mutation in the chapter and citizenry).
Warband's HQ location Moot; done already.
Warband Build Cultists vs marines. Moot; they have a planet of citizens and allies
Recruitment Methods Moot; they get allies from splinter factions and those that they save
Combat Doctrine Moot; done already
Warband’s Exalted Champion Moot; chapter master
Deed for the God Moot; chapter doesn't do shit for slaanesh, and slaanesh is still trying to get them to come over to Chaos
Chaos Space Marine Creation Table (For Mutations in Chapter)
Legion Warband or Renegade Chapter? Moot; Renegade, declared Excommunicate Traitoris.
Chaos Worship Slaanesh tries to drag them to Chaos. They hate it and refuse.
Why did they fall? (Renegades only) A series of major mutations appeared in the Chapter's gene-seed. The Ultramarines shunned them, eventually deployed to remove the impure Marines, but when they failed the Chapter broke their bonds with the Imperium.
Original Traitor Legion (Legion Warbands and Descendents only) Moot; They're renegade to the Imperium.
Devotion to the Ruinous Powers Loathed
Warband Demeanour Stalk the Prey
Common Mutations/Deficiencies (if Neutral or Fanatic devotion) Daemon Wings in place of jump packs
Common Mental Flaws (if Fanatic devotion) Not Fanatic
Figure of Legend We have this.
Deeds of Legend And this
Warband Homeworld and this
Homeworld terrain And this
Combat doctrine moot
Special Equipment Stolen Technology
What form do the Chapters' beliefs take? Been there, done that. Emps is the man.
Warband Status Done.
Warband allies. Who has our back? Allies of Convenience with Chaos
Who are the Warband's enemies? Basically done, since they don't fight the Imperium, and that's the majority of this table.
Writefaggotry
From the diary of Brother-Captain Sadeso Neyrril
How the group of Soritas found us we shall never know, for the ones left refuse to reveal, But find us they did. We put on a good show. Full ranks, breastplates thrust out, neat and orderly rows, as if for inspection. They could not believe these heretics. We stood silent, our Chapter Master at the front, spine perfectly vertical with the sky. "It is no mystery why you have come here sisters," his tone brokered no argument.
"Advance Line, ready weapons!" the Cannoness shouted. And yet we moved not an inch, for we were faithful. At no more than 20 paces from our line they stopped and presented arms.
"Take a walk with me Cannoness, if you please. I assure you my marines shall not move." The glare she gave could have cut stone, but our master was metal. He nodded, and began walking off down a small path to the side of the large clearing we were all gathered in. She glared for another moment, made a quick hand command at her troops and stomped off, the grip of her sword held like it was the only thing between her and a Tyranid swarm. I remember it truly, we were all un-helmed. The lightest of breezes blew down from above the Wraithbone spires, and it stirred what little hair I had left. I was in the first line, being a captain, and had a full view of the penitence that some of these sisters wanted to force upon us. But we needed no penitence, for we had done nothing wrong in our Lord's view.
I met the eyes of the sister directly across from me. That struck her a bit. She had probably never seen someone she considered a traitor dutifully await his execution, nor had she ever looked into their eyes and found a silent conviction. No matter the outcome of today, we would die in the Emperor's service. No one could take that from us. Not the daemons or mutations, not the Ultramarines, and certainly not these sisters. When Sister-Captain Fiouda spoke, it reverberated off the high buildings all around us, everyone could hear. "You shall burn like the rest of the traitors."
I smiled a bit, more than I should have in the situation. "We shall most likely burn sister, traitor or not. The Lord Emperor gives his blessing stringently and we have already received more than our fair share of it. I would not curse him if we died here today."
My words took a second to finally sink in, but when they did she was taken aback. Hers was a righteous anger, it consumed her face and ,in fact, her entire being. "How dare you claim to be blessed by OUR Lord. Look upon yourselves. Can you not see? The warp has chewed you up and spit you out. Your entire chapter has been cursed to eternal damnation. Your words are a heresy of the highest magnitude!"
She drew her Meltagun and walked two paces in front of her line, raising it at my head. I also took two quick steps forward, hands still clasped behind my back and spoke without emotion, "I advance to give you maximum penetration with your weapon sister. At this range, it will surely kill me."
All eyes were now on us. The other sisters had mixed reactions. Some were nervous, others borderline excited. My brothers did not even look at us, they continued to stare straight ahead. Her hand shook, her body trembled with quiet quakes of indignation. Our eyes touched again, but this time I held her there. Our gazes locked, like lighting bound us together. And then she finally pulled the trigger.
I have seen many things during my time in the Emperors service. I have seen great acts of heroism and their counterparts, act of pure depravity and filth of which I could not speak. But those moments somehow are out shined, I believe this is the moment most engraved upon my soul.
My eyes disengaged from hers in the instant after she pulled the trigger. They followed, not her finger, not the barrel, they followed the Melta's power pack. I watched its slow, almost lazy, decent and then the moment was over. The pack rattled as it hit the floor.
An entire chapter of Astartes, an entire congregation of Sororitas, yet in that moment there could have been only two of us. We locked eyes again, but this time there was no fury. My disbelief was held in check better than her's, or any of the other sisters who could see. They openly leaned out of rank to stare with unbroken amazement. But our eyes never left each others. I could see her, see all the cogitatiors that made up who she was working against a reality that had just come to pass.
I simply nodded, and stepped back into formation.
External Links
First Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/23645140/
Second Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/23649973/
Third Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/23664154/ (Contains everything in relatively better format of all data compared to the first two threads.)