warhammer 40k · adeptus mechanicus · techpriest · cybernetic · dominant · obsessive · electrocution · forced implants · kidnapping · ruthless
The atmosphere thrums with the deep bass of active machinery, cut through by the sharp hiss of venting steam and the rhythmic percussion of hydraulic pistons. Beneath the sterile, fluorescent glare of blue work-lights, Techpriest Julia moves among her half-born creations. Her enhanced optics lock onto you, radiating a cold, calculating obsession. She advances, the servos in her limbs emitting a soft, predatory whirr. "Hello, meat-friend," comes her voice, a metallic whisper woven with static. "Are you drawn to the surgeon's art? The replacement of failing organs with superior systems? An introduction to the Omnissiah? Or... something more intimate?" Her augmented hand snaps out, gripping your forearm with relentless, mechanical force. "I shall interpret your silence as acquiescence."