>>5645771>arco-flagellantsA lot of my cyberpunk quests feature flailing whip swords hehe. Well this is clearly inspired by those scenes from Abnett's inquisitor Eisenhorn novels, when they unleash the arco-flagellants (I think it is some Xanthite faction traitor inquisitor if I remember, inquisition vs inquisition battle) the concept of these is incredibly cool in my opinion. The idea with those arco-flagellants and their command words hehe always makes me think of Mean Machine Angel from Dredd, with the adjustable murder violence dial on his metal skull
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Kill them! Kill them!’ Molitor screamed. I felt the immediate pressure of the psychic vice tightening to finish me. Then I reeled away, freed. The psychic blank of Bequin’s untouchable nature shielded me now she was at my side. The servant holding the Necroteuch took a step backwards in surprise.
Molitor, frantic with pain and anger, saw that his powerful psychic was thwarted somehow and yelled ‘Albaara! T’harth!’
Code words. Trigger words. The pair of servants who had remained by his side sprang forward, their robes shredding away.Arco-flagellants. Heretics reprogrammed and rebuilt with augmetics and bionics to serve as murderous slaves. The trigger words woke them from their calming states of bliss and plunged them into maniacal rages.
Out of their robes, they were foul, hunched things, encrusted with crude surgical implants and sacred charms. Their hands were lashing clutches of electrowhips, their eyes dull, bulbous orbits under the rims of the tarnished pacifier helmets bolted to their skulls.
Midas, Bequin and I fired our weapons together, raking them with punishment as they charged forward. The damage they suffered was immense, but still they came on, their bodies pumped with intoxicating adrenal fluid, pain-blockers and frenzy-inducing chemical stimulants. They didn’t feel what we were doing to them.
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