Meatbag's Basement

16/05/2022

Morrigan Aesland, my beloved.

16/05/2022

Aight, this page is beyond dead by my own hand. I'll start posting here, begging for a crumb of reach.

Stuff I did for my narcissistic ass.

13/04/2022

Feliz miércoles de Semana Santa.

09/12/2021

La Navidad deberia ser Eterna.

03/12/2021

Nyaa nyaa deruderuderu burunyaaowdering your pilk.

01/12/2021

It's kinda hot here out in the sun, maybe you'd like to cool down with Kim.

Kim, belongs to the talented artist on Twitter!
ps. If you want the duct tape off, go check my twitter.

29/11/2021

This is what the administrators don't want you to see!

23/09/2021

A painter once wandered into the Inn where Vahlery lives and works. The young woman couldn't afford to forget the sight of the gentle waitress with her exotic beauty, she needed to paint her.

09/09/2021

Too small, too soft. Boss doesn't like that.
Here's another look at Vahlery's work life.

31/08/2021

The definition of a fear b***r. Best girl doing the

27/07/2021

+++ Praise be the Omnisiah +++
++ Boltgun - Hesh Pattern ++

+++ ITEM PULLED :: REASON :: AUDITORIAL LOG – STANDARD CENTURY +++
://UsER.mAdp//&$SD& :: ID_10112021: Armorer Hakor IV..deathwatch-inq.

://ITEM:CLASSIFICACION: BOLTER :: PATTERN :: HESH :: DEATHWATCH
++ UNITS PRESENT IN ARMORY STOCK :: DW-Hp.BOLT :: 250 UnT ++
++ UNITS CURRENTLY IN OPDUTY :: DW-Hp.BOLT :: 154 UnT ++
++ ARCHv.ASSI-servitor LOG PROCESS :: [Y] :: TRANSFERRING DATA TO CEREBRAL LINK ++

:: ITEM PROFILE :: HESH PATTERN BOLTGUN :: TEKARCHITECT – Magos Cymbry Jamis ::

The Hesh pattern bolter, a weapon conceived as a object of gratitude before my time, and since then has been employed by every Astarte who has lend their sword in the service of the vigil.

Quite characteristically unique form in comparison to a boltgun of the Godwyn pattern and yet covering elements similar in design, this is obvious as several of the known pattern of bolters have shared manufacturing elements and schematics with different changes made depending on the architect criteria of wished improvements or surrounding circumstances. Mechanically the gun has the same layout as a Tigrus pattern with elements borrowed from both the Ryza-Ultima template and Mark III template combining these and at the same time downsizing them to fit the shorter frame.

Because of this, the Hesh pattern has a greater rate of fire but delightfully non-intricate groupings, this aid in the process of maintenance and overall weapon integrity. Artificial cogitators put in place to autocorrect and assist the weapon’s internal computing and analyzing software with almost no ghosting or delay on the Space Marine’s power armor helm feed.

The boltgun was created so long in the distant late 30th millennium but the modified templates and research logs and knowledge still persists to this day almost intact, protected by the watchful eyes of the librarium, the watch commanders and my predecessors. So is my turn to do so too. Going back to the weapon it fires the standard .75 caliber bolt round used among whole fleets and companies of Astarte and non-Astarte users all over the infinite reach of the Imperium but these bolters are conveyed with more higher quality materials as most member of the Deathwatch employ and fire the notoriously xeno-effective Hellfire bolts. Originally created as a response for the tyranid crisis but since then have become the defacto round type for most of us, retaining a huge deal of the fabrication process of the standard bolt round, Hellfire bolts only defer for having been modified with a vial of mutagenic acid replacing the common depleted uranium core.

The Hesh pattern noted for its maneuverability and sturdy design make for the perfect weapon to be used in critical missions, that’s why we’ve been using since the birth of its template. Most members of the vigil had accustomed so much to the boltgun that they have started to request personal modifications, mostly in the area of lightening the chassis, correcting and adding a simplified codeka for better synchronization and an upgraded genetic scanner and imprint for security purposes. Obviously, those examples stayed with them after their time was done.

Arguably some have expressed discomfort on the weapons foldable stock, probably they have not gotten used to this kinds of peripherals, as most boltguns except a few examples have no stock at all. I have personally tested hundreds of these weapons and such bother has not yet presented itself or maybe my nerves have become stunned or eroded away by biosynthetic cooling fluid but there is a slight itch in the shoulder after several thousand hours of constant of firing, to be exact around 5,123.24 standard Terran hours. A number that is quite low comparing the grand scheme of never ending war. On top of that, there are rumors and conflicting opinions among the more tech savvy and those initiated in the ways of the Ohmnisiah regarding the weapons machine spirit.

Some of my compatriots and a handful of the more prude Magii believe this weapon’s machine spirit to be “impure” as so they refer to it, this is due to the integrations of so-called heretek Xeno technology into the weapons infrastructure. This is not a belief I share, as we most take advantage of our enemies for they will not doubt to take from us.

Notable integrations of this technology like the enhanced targeting routines that originated from the weaponry recovery after encounters with the xeno race known as the T’au, this aided in a decreased buffering and delay between the prey-sense sight and the internal cogitators.

Magos Dethean and I have been looking into integrating some elements of the Aeldarii weaponry specifically the accelerating components that propel the shard projectile into effective lethal velocities into it, but so far, we have come into a dead end.

:: END OF ARCHIVE LOG ::

07/07/2021

+++ Praise be the Omnisiah +++
++ Boltgun Ancient - Umbra Pattern ++

+++ ITEM RECEIVED :: REASON :: SCHEDULED MAINTENANCE AFFIX +++
://UsER.mAdp//&$SD& :: ID_10112021: Armorer Hakor IV..deathwatch-inq.
://ITEM:CLASSIFICACION: BOLTER :: PATTERN :: UMBRA.
++ REBOOTING ITEM INTERNAL COMPUTING SYSTEMS :: [0%]-[14%]-[100%] ++
+ OPSYS_19MK20S :: (EFFICIENCY_OPERATIONAL) :: 932/1243 +
++ MEK.ASSI-S54e:proxy :: FINISHED (NON_APPLYABLE) :: 663/675. ++

LIVE AUDIO FEED RELAY :: [Y] :: COMMENCING PLAYBACK ::

H – I don’t understand the purpose of your presence here, Aurilus, this impromptu scheduling has been a waste of my time, I have ran multiple tests and checks on this weapon, and none have come back with a different result. There is absolutely nothing which requires my immediate attention that you cannot do on your own.
A – Forgemaster Hakor, I asked this because I know something is wrong. I have weld that same weapon you hold in your mechanical tendrils as an extension of myself for a hundred years. I know there is something wrong.
H – I will not throw away more time! I need to tend thousands of more important things than the unfiltered doubts of a novice. The Ohmnisiah as my guide and his teachings ingrained in my cortex like hard-burned codeka, I scrounged every bit of this weapon, is in a superb condition.
A – Forgive me, Forgemaster, I did not intent to disrespect you, but something is, wrong…
H – Sit, Aurilus. There’s nothing more than I could do that will show you what you want to see, this bolter is a masterpiece of work, forged on a bygone forge in the fringes of the stars, it has endured the passage of time, it was passed down through countless warriors and now sits on your lap as your reward.
A – I do not know if I deserve it.
H - I see now. Is that the true reason behind all; is it faults you sought for? Is it something that would explain a grievance of your own?
A – …
H – So it is. I am not the one for you can talk this to, my memories of how regular human, or artastes emotions work are faded through layers of mechanical creed and rows of code. However, what I will do tell you is that we are humanity’s carrions of hope, you and me are for them, we fight for him and all he stood for, if you cannot stand as he stood then you must learn to do so…
A – I saw him, Forgemaster, in my dreams where I was ravaged by memories of war and death, I saw him.
H – Who?
A – The brightest star, my liege and my father, he who remade me. I saw him, as he flew through clouds of smoke and debris and seas of dead bodies.
H – Brother Aurilus, I see that you are confused and doubtful. I am not the one for this; go see your Chaplain as he has a better judgement than I do.
A – Just, hear me Forgemaster. Lend your time, just the time we have left on your tight schedule. I saw him but I could not reach him, he was so close to me but yet so far. I screamed for his blessing, a selfish act for sure. He directed his gaze at me and I was stabbed by feelings of disappointment at me. He left and I was plundered into a sea of the blackest blood, putrid and foul, and soon, rage clouded my dream. A month has passed since. That had to mean something. I know what you are thinking and I am aware of the condition of my kin. That is what is wrong. I am sorry I doubted you but I just wanted to know, if it was just my obfuscated reasoning or something more tangible.
H – Aurilus, you are young. Yes, I know what dwells in the gene-seed of your chapter but that will not defy you, you are a not a stagnated orphan bound to die in the streets of Baal anymore, you are an Astartes, your mere presence in the halls of the tower are symbolic of your own bravery and determination.
A – Forgemaster, you haven’t seen the horrors that reside within my chapter. What those, men have become. What I will become. What if I fail to keep the urge at bay, will I launch at my own brothers? Or the ones I swore to protect? What if…
H - Everyone has their path set in stone only by the grace of the Emperor and your Primarch, like yours I have heard hundreds stories, boys turned men and then something else plunged into war. The reasonable thing is that they will start to roam in dark corners, and for that you must learn to steer you spear to where it has to go.
A – How I am supposed to know, what is the right path?
H - Go talk to your Chaplain. That is not my duty, only he will answer that question. Let me continue with my own, but I want you to remember something Aurilus, what runs through your blood, is a gift. A very selective one, one that only the brave and wanted receive. You were chosen for something that you are yet to know.
A – Thank you, Forgemaster. I will not bother you anymore.
H – A long millennia awaits you.

26/06/2021

Thus time is no Bolter, only beaky helmet.
Tomorrow Bolter.

18/06/2021

+++ Praise be the Omnisiah +++
++ Boltgun Ancient - Phobos Pattern ++

+++ ITEM RECEIVED :: REASON :: EMERGENCY PROTOCOL [Cosith_R:killsv14021] +++
://UsER.mAdp//&$SD& :: ID_10112021: Armorer Hakor IV..deathwatch-inq.
://ITEM:CLASSIFICACION: BOLTER :: PATTERN :: PHOBOS.
++ ANALIZING :: CRITICAL REQUEST :: Process Cosith_R;(21s) ++
++ ATTEMPT:: HEX01 :: FAILED;REQUEST ++
++ ATTEMPT:: HEX05 :: FAILED;REQUEST ++
++ ATTEMPT:: HEX12 :: FAILED;REQUEST ++
++ ANALYSIS_STAT :: FAILURE.TO.BOOT :: n/Dat-B ++

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NECROTEKSIAL AUTOPSY :: DAMAGE REPORTS :: ITEM CONDITION :: CRITICAL
NECROTEK OBSERVANT :: Magos Reumlthallis.

I was overseeing an infiltration on the barge of a militant trader that had been deemed wanted for interrogation and ex*****on after proofs on malignant alliances were formed with detachments of the xeno pest known as Dark Eldars with the sole purpose of providing imperial information and non-defensive agro planet coordinates in exchange for coin and prohibited xenotech. The operation conducted by me, Brother Aurei, Brother Drakis under the command of Brother Lanris of the Dark Angels.

The operation was… troublesome to say the least, we were not expecting for major resistance but two squads of heavily armed xenos that were escorting the rogue trader surprised us in the neck of the void frigate. In the end, we only lost Brother Aurei preventing the heretical trader from overcharging the ship’s energy core. The rogue trader did not survive but I scouted multiple scraps of information detailing a fraction of the leakage, this is more than enough to gather a coherent trail to where the xeno’s are heading.

Enough with that, several imperial and xeno technological items were retrieved and brought back for study and among those, there it was this specific item, it appears to be a boltgun of the Phobos pattern but is in an agonizing condition. Further analysis came with the horrid news of no link was available with the internal systems nor the machine spirits whispers were heard but only static noise.

I asked for Magos Reumlthallis assistance, as he has arcane codeka ingrained in his cerebral cortex that could aid me in my attempts to identify the cause of that but it all came to nothing. The boltgun is dead for lack of a better word. We could not link the internal system computing for a detailed autopsy so we focused solely on the mechanical part of the weapon.

It is barbaric that someone would let this revered machine die like this, in this condition.

Major signs of rust and decay are noticeable this has caused the structural integrity of the gun to fall under operational standards. Several parts of the internal mechanical groupings are fused together probably due to the internal battery exploding inside, supporting evidence of acidic substances and scorched steel confirm this, the barrel and feeding mechanism are beyond salvation.

We were able to determine a cause as to why we couldn’t access the internal computer, it’s completely destroyed and ravaged by the corrosive elements caused by handmade rupture of the housing that encased the physical core of it and thus it was vulnerable to exterior agents.

Magos Reumlthallis tried multiple times to awake the spirit but only met the same static I did, he corrected his emotional core after an aggressive outburst, frustration maybe. He did recognized some of the work present in the gun and skillfully deducted an estimation for the date of manufacture and contacted Magos Jiriial on the forge world of As’burinh, the information found correlates this specific boltgun to a crusade era legionnaire of the XIV legion. This bitterly attracted the attention of the ecclesiarch organ to make us a visit, they wanted us to surrender the boltgun without terminating our job, I managed to achieve through a… brute type of agreement a middle ground, and we continued our work. The Inquisitor is integrally intact.

Externally the weapon is destroyed by rust, corrosion and wear. A tarnished bleached green color is observable but besides that, nothing else. The genetic palm lector in the grip is unreasonable in a supportable condition and it was salvaged from weapon alongside bits of cabling and a few bolt rounds after prying off the magazine from the mag well of the weapon.

Everything else is gone. Magos Reumlthallis and his acolytes on site conducted ritual offerings, mourning and honors, he took the weapon for its immediate destruction on its birthplace in the forges of As’burinh.

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11/06/2021

+++ Praise be the Omnisiah +++
++ Boltgun Ancient - Tigrus Pattern ++

+++ ITEM RECIEVED::REASON::MANTAINANCE_REPAIR_TYPE::A +++
://UsER.mAdp//&$SD&:ID_1011021: Armorer Hakor IV..deathwatch-inq.
://ITEM:CLASSIFICACION::BOLTER::PATTERN::TIGRUS.
++ HOLDING REPAIRS::m4_2;m2Ar;1RS2;41f_K ++
++ TYPE::A REPAIRS INITIATING ++
++ REPAIRS::STATs::43% PROGRESSED ++
++ RAPAIRS::STATs::COMPLETED ++

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PERSONAL ENTRY_n°9123-123-738d1.

Today at the late of the night, while I was attending the routinely scheduled maintenance of the specialized equipment assigned for Kill Team Aglis as they were preparing for an incursion into the guts of hive city Kahris XVII. Brother Drizayn of the Raptors visited me; his time in the vigil has been one of the longest among our kin and his combat experience surpassed some in these halls. He was bearing a long cloak shadowing his gaze but the dim light protruded by holographic terminals and analogic equipment presented me with the ability to appreciate his scarred ashen like skin, his expression was one of stoicism.

He watched as I did so with my duties, in silence, moving as little he could. The last bolter round inspected, blessed and loaded into the last standard 30 round sickle magazine, I was ready to hear whatever concern or request my silent companion had.

He donned from the inside of his cloth, a fine specimen of an ancient Tigrus pattern boltgun, adorned with his father chapter color, painted in a tropic like camouflage disrupted by small scratches and despite its venerable age, the overall integrity of the weapon stands solid still.

His heavy hand placed the precious boltgun on my benchmark, explaining what he desired for me to do and thanking me in advance for so. Brother Drizayn, like his brothers and forefather, is a warrior that specializes in urban warfare, infiltration and careful planning accompanied by an unrivalled marksmanship in combat. His explanation was simple and concise – during his last assigned task, when It came to the first round fired he felt something, out of intuition and muscle memory, weird in the way that his boltgun performed.

He came to me immediately as he stepped down from the returning void ship.

His suspicious were confirmed when I started examining the weapon although the internal operational systems are strangely arranged, the data blocks were not so different from modern type organization ones. The boltgun was experiencing glitches and mishaps in the rerouting of info from the targeting modules to the connection in Brother Drizayn’s helm aim auxiliary systems, a simple rebooting helped mitigate the issue but the precise tool and codeka needed to fix the issue has yet to be learned.

Mechanically, a couple issues in the internal components in the feeding rails and trunnion, Brother Drizayn, like a handful here, prefers the power of Hellfire bolts, but his are special due to the Tigrus chambering the .60 caliber obliged accommodations to the manufacture of its munition. The batch sent to him might be poorly manufactured, I found small traces of the mutagenic acid corroding the holy metal of the gun, I repaired and replaced a few of the damaged parts that were compatible to my available templates and managed to reinforce the corroded parts. I told him my findings and he only nodded in acknowledgment.

He waited while I tended the repairs, this time sitting on a small bench on the far side of the forge, in silence but I felt, for the first time in his presence, a more amicable silence. I watched through the optical extensions in one of my mechandendrite appendages, he was resting, an abnormal picture for someone like him, like all of us. I handed him his boltgun after due offerings to the machine spirit where done and revered incense burned blessing this weapon like it deserved to.

He expressed his gratitude through a single word and a handshake. He left as he came.

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03/06/2021

+++ Praise be the Omnisiah +++
++ Boltgun - MkV-b Godwyn Pattern ++

+++ ITEM RECIEVED::REASON::EVALUATION NEEDED+++
://UsER.mAdp//&$SD&:ID_1011021: Armorer Hakor IV..deathwatch-inq.
://ITEM:CLASSIFICACION: BOLTER::PATTERN::MkVB-Godwyn.
++ EVALUATION COMPLETED ++
++ TRANSCRIPTING AUDIO LOG++
[*9% *17% *45% *99% *100%:: TRANSCRIPTION COMPLETED*]

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Item 11032.252-11a2 identified as a bolter of the Mark Vb Godwyn pattern design of bolters, this one was, accordingly to witness reports, floating in void space near the wreckages of a space hulk of unknown denomination, the spacehulk resurfaced of warp jump approximate at 09.32a99 Martian Hour. The bolter recovered by Skitarii Ranger 5123.A-34 thanks to their scanners sensing the barely readable signal of the dormant machine spirit in this item.

The evaluation to the bolter has come up with intriguing and fascinating results. After downloading the internal system’s memory for detailed inspection show that deliberate attempts of memory wipe had been made leaving scraps of code behind among that erased data was the last user’s ID and genetical coding.

On visual inspection, the bolter bears a bright yellow color but almost all of the chapter’s iconography it is gone due to wear of combat and a purposeful attempt of destruction of the chapter’s badge but after digital spectral imaging of the damaged area it shows a symbol that resembles that of the accursed 21st founding chapter of the Lamenters. This identification is the most accurate due to the chapter’s unique black and white checkering pattern also present in the gun.

Internal computing routines and systems show no degradation nor malignant taint, running at 87% efficiency even. Mechanical appreciation show no damage, symptoms of malfunction nor mechanical decay to the workings of the bolter but the interesting circumstances arose in the live round fire test. The bolter although in good condition would not fire. Several tests made, all coming to this same result.

During these tests, my scanners were picking up weak signals of esoterical bitmaps that after deciphering and digital screening a corrupted piece of audio was recovered. This audio contained, among heavy interference, sounds akin to wailings, similar to those of a crying woman. This immediately called my attention and I asked assistance of data exorcist FhagelisA-S2, as on her arrival, I explained the situation and she then entered deep sleep linking with the bolter’s machine spirit.

When she woke from deep sleep, her emotional subroutines were bombarded with feelings that she interpreted as sadness, guilt, anger and a sentiment the data exorcist could only call as that of mourning, a mourning that only a wife could experience…

This left me perplexed, and with strange data decoding in my head.

Can a machine mourn? I contacted the current armorer on site in the Blood Angels fifth expeditionary fleet as communication with the Lamenters had come with fruitless efforts; I thought that they would be better having this special exemplar than it being destroyed or locked away.

:// END OF AUDIO LOG.

01/06/2021

"The doctor is ready to see you..."

Character commission for @/StrawberryPillz on Twitter.

She asked for something more romantic and I went for something more dark, oopsie...



Edit: As always Facebook keeps fu***ng me with the compression res, higher quality image on Twitter link and Deviantart

20/05/2021

Man...

Mensaje de George Morikawa autor del manga "Hajime no Ippo" tras la triste noticia de Kentaro Miura autor de Berserk, nos cuenta un poco de como lo conoció y cómo se impresionó con el arte de Miura.

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Fuente: https://twitter.com/WANPOWANWAN

14/05/2021

Antojos de la vida, que se le hacen...

I like doing these, If you want to see more, just comment the photo of a random character o thing... And I might use them.
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Me gusta hacer estas cosas. Si quieres ver más, comenta la foto de un personaje o cosa... Y puede que la escoja.

25/03/2021

24/02/2021

Vahlery glances back to you before heading out of the kitchen, it's a quiet night.