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This one came out far more alluring than I was expecting.\n\nNot gonna lie, if I could survive and not be crippled afterward, I'd love to get wrecked by those hips...\n\nAnyway, this here is Gokarrok, The Blood Steed, The War Horse, and the Slaughter Stallion. I'd call him the Slaughter Horse, but there's already a game with that title. He is a Daemon Prince of Khorne.\n\nAs he fights, he feeds on the energy, causing his hooves, horn and gut to heat up. Once they are sufficiently charged, they become as hot as melta weapons, with his hooves able to break gun emplacements and armor, and his horn able pierce straight through the armored side of a vehicle and release all the heat at once, like a reusable melta bomb. The heat in his gut can used to project molten metal, either as a stream or as a ball to bombard enemy positions.\n\nUnsure if I want him to able to breath a stream of fusion fire like a melta gun, or if I should save that for another character to come ;)\n\nYes, he has a brass penis, and yes, it will be explained later.\n\nWARNING! What follows is the darkest, bloodiest thing I have ever written.\n\n============================================================================\n\nIn the Warp lies a planet covered with ruins and littered with machines. Though desolate, the planet is far from lifeless, hosting multiple tribes of beastmen, all of whom are hostile and warlike. Though in such an inhospitable setting, such behavior is a necessity for survival.\n\nBefore the planet disappeared into the Warp, it was a center of production, and industry, with some commercial centers and cities here and there. Native beastman tribes watched in confusion and wonder as the geometric and unnatural mountains rose across the landscape to be homes for the new arrivals. In the primitive ways of the beastmen, they tried to understand what they were seeing, applying their naturalistic logic and rationale.\n\nFrom their point of view, everything had masculine and feminine energy, even things that did not breathe or speak, like homes and weapons. They tried to identify the things by their energy, which they determined by studying the behavior the things exhibited. No tribe could see everything, as each had their own territories. so none of them fully grasped the sprawling nature of the infrastructure. \ntwo facilities were close enough that the interactions between them could be seen by two of the largest tribes: the horsemen, and the lionmen.\n\nThey observed one building, the refinery, produced things that were carried down a road to another facility, the factory. The refinery ate rocks and ore and put out things that went to the refinery, which then produced what appeared to be metal beasts. The tribes reasoned the two were the same species, with the refinery being male and the factory being female.\n\nAs with any major population of beastmen, there is always a strong chance Chaos is already present in some form. Indeed as it was here, the Gods' attention was already upon the planet, but their interest was on the people that dwelt in the cities and buildings.\n\nEach of the Four wanted the planet for themselves, and each was already trying to influence things, sometimes making use of their already established connections to the beastmen, but even those were throwaways: the big goal was the people that came from the sky.\n\nRumors spread among all populations on the planet of illnesses, weak at first, but persistent and seemingly unblockable in spread. Another city suffered numerous social problems, including mass outbreaks of insanity and rampant mutation. The five-eyed Spirit of the eagle tribe confirmed this.\n\nAnother city was observed to suffer functionality problems as enough people simply stopped caring about work and only engaged in leisure activities. There appeared to be some violence in the cities, but the outbreaks were quickly quelled, and never bigger in scope than a bar fight. That is where the beastmen came in.\n\nMany tribes were motivated to war through dream-visions, through omens, through scrying and seers. Then there were the ones who just became overwhelmed by sudden urges. The hyena tribe became obscene and decadent, taking grotesque joy in killing and torturing captives and survivors alike. The hyenas somehow learned to build things with architecture that was present nowhere else on the planet. They took great pains and pleasure in desecrating holy houses of prayer, consuming all food, fornicating with anything still alive, and covering themselves in gaudy, often clashing, colors. Some of them even developed strange, curving marks on their flesh.\n\nThe rats were another thing altogether. They had become ravenous swarms, falling upon their prey in great waves, burying the victims in teeth, claws, and weapons. Their teeth became pointed and sharp. Their muscles bulged and tightened. Their fur took reddish hues, some of them constantly dripping with blood, despite no discernible source.\n\nIt was by means of bonecasting that the herd of the horsemen was called to war. One young stallion, named Gokarrok, joined with one of the smaller bands that were to start attacking and eventually meet up with the larger herd. Gokarrok was not the one charge of this small group, but he was far too eager to prove himself a strong adult to be really worried with it. The first attack was against a group of armed soldiers.\n\nThe herd charged the soldiers, gunfire and screams caused adrenaline to burn in Gokarrok's veins, filling him with an unidentified feeling, not fear, not joy, but not unpleasant. With each combat, his actions became more certain directed. He was even able to tell the enemy used a small lever on the bottoms of their weapons to make them spit fire and light. He didn't know how to feed them just yet, but it was a start. He became frightening to behold, using his hooves to stomp and shatter bones, pulling weapons from his victims and using them briefly to fell other victims before using the empty device as a bludgeon until he got a replacement. All males in his tribe learn to wrestle, but Gokarrok put a malicious twist to the maneuvers, turned simple moves into suffocating grips and bone-breaking twists.\n\nWhen his fellow warriors saw him start killing with his teeth, they became more scared of him than the enemy.\n\nHe had taken to trophy collection, namely skulls. He took the heads of his kills and throw them in the campfire, removing charred and dirty skulls, which he started keeping with him, washing them when they came to a river.\n\nMany tribes had what were called \"war wives.\" War wives were females who traveled with the war party, sleeping with warriors who performed well. The idea was that children conceived during war would be strengthened by the freshness and proximity of the energy of fighting.\n\nGokarrok had become very popular.\n\nEach night, the other warriors watched the females around him become more numerous. Gokarrok built a fire away from the others, forcing the mares who wished to lie with him to pass through darkness to reach him. When they did, he took them, not as lovers, not as slaves, but as a duty. The both of them were there procreate, and there was no point wasting time with foreplay or gentle caressing and tender whispers. He was strong, forceful, and coldly efficient. The females who went to him liked it, and ashamed to say so. Those that did not go to him were afraid.\n\nWhat scared everyone was that he insisted on doing the act amid his pile of skulls.\n\nDuring one attack, it had become clear there more than just soldiers present. There were families here, and there was an understanding that women and children were to be left alone. Gokarrok disagreed and started killing them with grim abandon. Enraged, the stallion in charge stopped him, telling him he would submit to the stallion's status as leader. Gokarrok doubted the stallion's authority with brutal force. The stallion, beaten but still somehow alive, stared up at the angry brute standing over him. The entire herd watched in dead silence as Gokarrok wordlessly dismissed the children, but directed the women to his fire.\n\nWhen their group finally met up with the main war herd, the spectacle of nude slaves pulling a cart of skulls drew looks of horror and disgust, and a few of dark approval. The herd gathered at the outside of the refinery, and attacked.\n\nThe assault was brutal with heavy losses, until the herd was able to breach a wall, then the slaughter was in more level measure inside the fortifications. The horsemen were making great progress before they noticed another group had joined.\n\nThe hyenas had now become twisted, their fur taking a greyish purple color, and their bodies becoming obscene mockeries of sensuality. They attacked, killing beastman and outsider alike. They tortured and raped whoever they caught. Not missing a step, Gokarrok included the hyenas in the killing, slaughtering them just as nimbly and brutally as he did the invaders.\n\nThen he saw some of them smashing his trophies. The rage that coursed through him was tangible. All thought fled his mind, leaving only murder and blood. Like a whirling, bladed hammer, he cut down hyenas exclusively, striking their heads from their shoulders and breaking the jaws beneath their mocking grins. Their numbers were far too great for him to strike first consistently, and he'd begun taking wounds more grievous then he had when the battle first started.\n\nThe melee found its way to the smelting room, where vats full of molten metal bubbled and hissed. He used tools to continue fighting, the rage keeping him from feeling the blood loss from his injuries. Hyenas were thrown into vats and fires, burning them alive, until the swarm did the same to him, hitting him with a rivet gun. just to watch him bleed.\n\nEven as the flesh burned from his bones, he continued to fight until his last, dragging other hyenas in with him, fighting, breaking bones, biting necks, and finally, pulling their leader, wrestling her with him under the molten metal.\n\nEverything got blinding for Gokarrok, hot and red. A roar that was felt more than heard boomed through the refinery, turning heads for miles around. A blast inside the vat emptied to red orange contents onto the crowd as Gokarrok strode forth, his fur an angry red, his mane, tail, and eyes a fiery yellow and orange. A brass spike, possibly a rivet or a nail protruding from his forehead, his hooves and phallus gaining the appearance of brass. On the right side of his chest, a strange rune glowed prominent and proud.\n\nThe roar that signaled his arrival was not his, but the slaughter that followed could belong to no one else.\n\nAs the planet drowned in carnage, the sky opened, pulling it into the Warp. The horsemen tribe rallied to Gokarrok for leadership in the new and frightening world, where he shared the corruption of the Lord of Skulls with them. There were yet other groups, but all survived in different ways. Rumors quickly reached his ears of a similar event involving the lionmen occurring at the factory nearby. Surely, there must be a good fight to find there.\n\nGokarrok and his clan still find hyena packs from time to time, but they are not his goal. He hunts specifically for another. In his ascension, he drowned with another: the leader of the hyena. He did not feel her death, but did feel her ecstasy. He felt her legs wrap around him and squeeze. He felt her rapturous scream. And he felt something strangely like what happened to him.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The third of my Chaos Daemon characters from Cyrusphyshor! This one came out far more alluring than I was expecting.

Not gonna lie, if I could survive and not be crippled afterward, I'd love to get wrecked by those hips...

Anyway, this here is Gokarrok, The Blood Steed, The War Horse, and the Slaughter Stallion. I'd call him the Slaughter Horse, but there's already a game with that title. He is a Daemon Prince of Khorne.

As he fights, he feeds on the energy, causing his hooves, horn and gut to heat up. Once they are sufficiently charged, they become as hot as melta weapons, with his hooves able to break gun emplacements and armor, and his horn able pierce straight through the armored side of a vehicle and release all the heat at once, like a reusable melta bomb. The heat in his gut can used to project molten metal, either as a stream or as a ball to bombard enemy positions.

Unsure if I want him to able to breath a stream of fusion fire like a melta gun, or if I should save that for another character to come ;)

Yes, he has a brass penis, and yes, it will be explained later.

WARNING! What follows is the darkest, bloodiest thing I have ever written.

============================================================================

In the Warp lies a planet covered with ruins and littered with machines. Though desolate, the planet is far from lifeless, hosting multiple tribes of beastmen, all of whom are hostile and warlike. Though in such an inhospitable setting, such behavior is a necessity for survival.

Before the planet disappeared into the Warp, it was a center of production, and industry, with some commercial centers and cities here and there. Native beastman tribes watched in confusion and wonder as the geometric and unnatural mountains rose across the landscape to be homes for the new arrivals. In the primitive ways of the beastmen, they tried to understand what they were seeing, applying their naturalistic logic and rationale.

From their point of view, everything had masculine and feminine energy, even things that did not breathe or speak, like homes and weapons. They tried to identify the things by their energy, which they determined by studying the behavior the things exhibited. No tribe could see everything, as each had their own territories. so none of them fully grasped the sprawling nature of the infrastructure.
two facilities were close enough that the interactions between them could be seen by two of the largest tribes: the horsemen, and the lionmen.

They observed one building, the refinery, produced things that were carried down a road to another facility, the factory. The refinery ate rocks and ore and put out things that went to the refinery, which then produced what appeared to be metal beasts. The tribes reasoned the two were the same species, with the refinery being male and the factory being female.

As with any major population of beastmen, there is always a strong chance Chaos is already present in some form. Indeed as it was here, the Gods' attention was already upon the planet, but their interest was on the people that dwelt in the cities and buildings.

Each of the Four wanted the planet for themselves, and each was already trying to influence things, sometimes making use of their already established connections to the beastmen, but even those were throwaways: the big goal was the people that came from the sky.

Rumors spread among all populations on the planet of illnesses, weak at first, but persistent and seemingly unblockable in spread. Another city suffered numerous social problems, including mass outbreaks of insanity and rampant mutation. The five-eyed Spirit of the eagle tribe confirmed this.

Another city was observed to suffer functionality problems as enough people simply stopped caring about work and only engaged in leisure activities. There appeared to be some violence in the cities, but the outbreaks were quickly quelled, and never bigger in scope than a bar fight. That is where the beastmen came in.

Many tribes were motivated to war through dream-visions, through omens, through scrying and seers. Then there were the ones who just became overwhelmed by sudden urges. The hyena tribe became obscene and decadent, taking grotesque joy in killing and torturing captives and survivors alike. The hyenas somehow learned to build things with architecture that was present nowhere else on the planet. They took great pains and pleasure in desecrating holy houses of prayer, consuming all food, fornicating with anything still alive, and covering themselves in gaudy, often clashing, colors. Some of them even developed strange, curving marks on their flesh.

The rats were another thing altogether. They had become ravenous swarms, falling upon their prey in great waves, burying the victims in teeth, claws, and weapons. Their teeth became pointed and sharp. Their muscles bulged and tightened. Their fur took reddish hues, some of them constantly dripping with blood, despite no discernible source.

It was by means of bonecasting that the herd of the horsemen was called to war. One young stallion, named Gokarrok, joined with one of the smaller bands that were to start attacking and eventually meet up with the larger herd. Gokarrok was not the one charge of this small group, but he was far too eager to prove himself a strong adult to be really worried with it. The first attack was against a group of armed soldiers.

The herd charged the soldiers, gunfire and screams caused adrenaline to burn in Gokarrok's veins, filling him with an unidentified feeling, not fear, not joy, but not unpleasant. With each combat, his actions became more certain directed. He was even able to tell the enemy used a small lever on the bottoms of their weapons to make them spit fire and light. He didn't know how to feed them just yet, but it was a start. He became frightening to behold, using his hooves to stomp and shatter bones, pulling weapons from his victims and using them briefly to fell other victims before using the empty device as a bludgeon until he got a replacement. All males in his tribe learn to wrestle, but Gokarrok put a malicious twist to the maneuvers, turned simple moves into suffocating grips and bone-breaking twists.

When his fellow warriors saw him start killing with his teeth, they became more scared of him than the enemy.

He had taken to trophy collection, namely skulls. He took the heads of his kills and throw them in the campfire, removing charred and dirty skulls, which he started keeping with him, washing them when they came to a river.

Many tribes had what were called "war wives." War wives were females who traveled with the war party, sleeping with warriors who performed well. The idea was that children conceived during war would be strengthened by the freshness and proximity of the energy of fighting.

Gokarrok had become very popular.

Each night, the other warriors watched the females around him become more numerous. Gokarrok built a fire away from the others, forcing the mares who wished to lie with him to pass through darkness to reach him. When they did, he took them, not as lovers, not as slaves, but as a duty. The both of them were there procreate, and there was no point wasting time with foreplay or gentle caressing and tender whispers. He was strong, forceful, and coldly efficient. The females who went to him liked it, and ashamed to say so. Those that did not go to him were afraid.

What scared everyone was that he insisted on doing the act amid his pile of skulls.

During one attack, it had become clear there more than just soldiers present. There were families here, and there was an understanding that women and children were to be left alone. Gokarrok disagreed and started killing them with grim abandon. Enraged, the stallion in charge stopped him, telling him he would submit to the stallion's status as leader. Gokarrok doubted the stallion's authority with brutal force. The stallion, beaten but still somehow alive, stared up at the angry brute standing over him. The entire herd watched in dead silence as Gokarrok wordlessly dismissed the children, but directed the women to his fire.

When their group finally met up with the main war herd, the spectacle of nude slaves pulling a cart of skulls drew looks of horror and disgust, and a few of dark approval. The herd gathered at the outside of the refinery, and attacked.

The assault was brutal with heavy losses, until the herd was able to breach a wall, then the slaughter was in more level measure inside the fortifications. The horsemen were making great progress before they noticed another group had joined.

The hyenas had now become twisted, their fur taking a greyish purple color, and their bodies becoming obscene mockeries of sensuality. They attacked, killing beastman and outsider alike. They tortured and raped whoever they caught. Not missing a step, Gokarrok included the hyenas in the killing, slaughtering them just as nimbly and brutally as he did the invaders.

Then he saw some of them smashing his trophies. The rage that coursed through him was tangible. All thought fled his mind, leaving only murder and blood. Like a whirling, bladed hammer, he cut down hyenas exclusively, striking their heads from their shoulders and breaking the jaws beneath their mocking grins. Their numbers were far too great for him to strike first consistently, and he'd begun taking wounds more grievous then he had when the battle first started.

The melee found its way to the smelting room, where vats full of molten metal bubbled and hissed. He used tools to continue fighting, the rage keeping him from feeling the blood loss from his injuries. Hyenas were thrown into vats and fires, burning them alive, until the swarm did the same to him, hitting him with a rivet gun. just to watch him bleed.

Even as the flesh burned from his bones, he continued to fight until his last, dragging other hyenas in with him, fighting, breaking bones, biting necks, and finally, pulling their leader, wrestling her with him under the molten metal.

Everything got blinding for Gokarrok, hot and red. A roar that was felt more than heard boomed through the refinery, turning heads for miles around. A blast inside the vat emptied to red orange contents onto the crowd as Gokarrok strode forth, his fur an angry red, his mane, tail, and eyes a fiery yellow and orange. A brass spike, possibly a rivet or a nail protruding from his forehead, his hooves and phallus gaining the appearance of brass. On the right side of his chest, a strange rune glowed prominent and proud.

The roar that signaled his arrival was not his, but the slaughter that followed could belong to no one else.

As the planet drowned in carnage, the sky opened, pulling it into the Warp. The horsemen tribe rallied to Gokarrok for leadership in the new and frightening world, where he shared the corruption of the Lord of Skulls with them. There were yet other groups, but all survived in different ways. Rumors quickly reached his ears of a similar event involving the lionmen occurring at the factory nearby. Surely, there must be a good fight to find there.

Gokarrok and his clan still find hyena packs from time to time, but they are not his goal. He hunts specifically for another. In his ascension, he drowned with another: the leader of the hyena. He did not feel her death, but did feel her ecstasy. He felt her legs wrap around him and squeeze. He felt her rapturous scream. And he felt something strangely like what happened to him.", "writing": "", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Commission - Gokarrok Character Sheet", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/png", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" }, { "content_tag_id": "5", "name": "Strong Violence", "description": "Strong violence, blood, serious injury or death", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "13", "type_name": "Character Sheet", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "108" }