http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/api.php?action=feedcontributions&feedformat=atom&user=2601%3A2C1%3A8602%3A7AF4%3AF4DD%3AFD29%3ACFC2%3AF2BF 2026-05-26T13:39:01Z User contributions MediaWiki 1.43.0 http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Death_Guard&diff=170312 2017-11-29T06:53:03Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: /* Daily Rituals of the Death Guard */</p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox Traitor Legion<br /> |Name = Death Guard<br /> |Heraldry = [[File:Deathguardlogo.png|250px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = None. The Death Guard fight in complete silence. <br /> |Original Name = Dusk Raiders<br /> |Number = XIV<br /> |Primarch = [[Mortarion]]<br /> |Original Homeworld = Barbarus<br /> |Current Homeworld = Plague Planet<br /> |Champion = [[Typhus]]<br /> |Specialty = Attrition, close assault, mass infantry, bio-warfare.<br /> |Strength = Unknown; we can't tell the live ones from the dead ones<br /> |Allegiance = [[Nurgle]]<br /> |Colours = Green and brown, inevitably the most disgusting and nasty-looking shades of each.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Not a bad chap when you get to know him (and sooner or later, everyone gets to know him).&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Terry Pratchett, on Death (the character within the Discworld Novel Universe)<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Sometimes, when I'm alone, I like to cover myself in Vaseline and pretend I'm a slug.&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Internet Cancer<br /> <br /> The Death Guard are one of the nine [[Space Marine]] Legions who betrayed the [[Emperor]] during the [[Horus Heresy]], and became [[Chaos Space Marines]]. They worship the [[Chaos God]] [[Nurgle]] and in return he infests their armor with pestilence and disease. The Primarch of the Death Guard is [[Mortarion]], who has been elevated to [[Daemon Prince]] status. Their original homeworld of Barbarus was a septic tank disguised as a planet, entirely populated by country bumpkins (and a few Dark Eldar) and stank continuously of horseshit. Barbarus has since been destroyed (probably for the best). The new homeworld of the Death Guard is now the lazily named Plague Planet (&lt;strike&gt; it fucking rhymes too!&lt;/strike&gt; Actually it's an alliteration, which is still awful) where all the Galaxy's diseases from meningitis to crotch rot collect.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> Not many neckbeards dare to paint them up. Back during the Unification Wars of Terra, before the coming of Mortarion, they were known as the Dusk Raiders due to their early-evening assaults, using the confusion of the afternoon twilight to catch their enemies off-guard, during dinner. Because Mortarion had been endowed by the Emperor with the aspect of humanity's Teenage Edginess, he renamed his legion the Death Guard instead, and &lt;s&gt;had them repaint their armor to the charming colors of algae-green and mudslick brown white &lt;/s&gt; their armor was unpainted, save for a snot green trim and the legions heraldry. They got dirty after they started swimming in the drops.<br /> <br /> Due to living in the utter shithole (in their case, quite literally) that was Barbarus, where the local air was equivalent to huffing the engine exhaust from a Chinese cab, the Death Guard soon grew proud of their 'ridiculously tough beyond humanly possible' bodies, which made them resistant to almost all forms of poisons and diseases (didn't stop them from succumbing to Nurgle's Gift, hur hur!). Due to their affinity to biological and chemical elements (likely programed into their Geneseed as well), the Death Guard quickly became the Emperor's personal bio-chem experts. It wouldn't be a surprise if their main source of orbital bombardment was [[Exterminatus|Virus Bombs]]. In fact, they probably bathe in that shit on a daily basis. They also smoked ALOT of weed.<br /> <br /> Before the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard differed from the other 17 known Legions in that they had only seven Great Companies, although these held far more men than those of other Legions such as the [[Ultramarines]] or [[Space Wolves]]. There were three privileged titles held by captains of the Death Guard. The captain of the First Company was known as the First Captain, the captain of the Second Company was known as Commander, and the captain of the Seventh Company was known as Battle-Captain.<br /> <br /> The Death Guard tended to be organized into units of foot-slogging infantry, rather than mechanized squads (since the Death Guard themselves were already tough to the point they might as well have Hull Points). Mortarion ensured that his men were well-equipped and highly-trained. He also ensured that they could fight in almost any kind of atmosphere, and placed little emphasis on specialized units using jump packs or bikes. The Death Guard did not have dedicated Assault and Tactical Squads. Every Marine was equipped with a bolter, bolt pistol and close combat weapon and told to fight with whatever weapon circumstance dictated. The Legion was also well known for its use of Terminator Armour. Possibly as a result of this, the Death Guard were highly successful at high-risk boarding and close-quarter operations such as space hulk clearance.<br /> <br /> By the time of the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard was known to have had roughly 95,000 Space Marines.<br /> <br /> During the [[Horus Heresy|Galaxy's Greatest Hangover since the]] [[Fall of the Eldar|Fall of the Eldar]], the Death Guard and Mortarion were one of the traitor legions to rebel against [[Emperor|daddy]]. Within the Heresy, Mortarion's smaller fleet led a [[Fail|failed]] attempt on [[Prospero]] to convince [[Jaghatai Khan]] and the [[White Scars]] to join with them, only for &lt;s&gt;Genghis &lt;/s&gt; Jaghatai to tell the psychic-hating bigot to fuck off and thus, the White Scars and Death Guard battled to a stalemate. Some fight scenes later, Mortarion meets up with Typhus (then Typhon), who pulled a dick move and killed off the navigators, but convinced Mortarion that he could lead them to Terra. As you might suspect. Entering the [[Warp]] without a Navigator's help is just asking for something bad to happen. [[Rape|Then came the Destroyer Plague, and their fate was sealed. Their superhuman constitution and grim determination proved worthless against the Destroyer, and so they embraced Papa Nurgle to be freed from the plague and relieved of their suffering, at the cost of, well..... <br /> <br /> Mortarion also had a personal guard, the speechless and silent Death Shroud, who were known to be within 49 (Get it? Nurgle's holy number is seven and 49 is seven squared?) paces of their Primarch, Morty.<br /> Oh, and they enjoyed drinking a cup of venomous, poison bile to commemorate victory. Mortarion drinks that stuff like water, though his captains have trouble holding their guts inside after drinking.<br /> All in all, the Death Guard were stoic, poison-drinking, sour-faced martial warriors before [[Horus]] threw his [[Horus Heresy|surprise birthday bash]], and ended up rotting avatars of &lt;s&gt;[[AIDS]]&lt;/s&gt;, Syphilis, and decay by the time the party was finished. Just like [[That Guy|that ONE GUY]] who always shows up.<br /> <br /> ==Post-Heresy==<br /> [[File:Death Guard Assraping Tau.jpg|650px|right|thumb|After being repulsed by one kind of [[Ultramarines|Blueberries]], Mortarion and co decided to compensate the loss by [[Anal Circumference|venting]] [[rage|their frustration]] upon another pile of [[Tau|Blueberries.]]]]<br /> <br /> So the Death Guard and the rest of the Traitor legions failed (what were they even trying to do again?) and were kicked to the [[Eye of Terror]] to do their daemonic stuff in private. The Death Guard, along with any non-[[Word Bearers]] or [[Black Legion]] factions, soon broke apart into splintering warbands. The split of the Death Guard can be contributed to [[Mortarion]] doing whats trendy when you become a Daemon-Primarch; Do whatever the fuck you want and have nothing to do with your Legion FOR 10,000 YEARS. Typhus, who was always a dubious shit-nugget to his Primarch, decided to take as much of the legion into his own hands and go crazy with no intention of Obeying Mortarion when he returns. What a Douche. Though he did get some shit done. <br /> <br /> Another Death Guard warleader, by the name of Thagus Daravek, got similar ideas but on a bigger scale. Through sorcery he realised the destiny that Abaddon was on course for, and tried to claim it for himself. Rounding up massive warbands, he became the Lord of Hosts, doing everything he could to wipe out nascent Black Legion. He even went so far as to bind the daemon that had been Iskandar Khayon's tutelary to him, giving him power over Khayon, and used this to follow the Black Legion into realspace. With Abaddon already mired in battle with the Black Templars he would have wiped them out, cleaned up the remaining Templars and sailed off into history. Only Khayon ordered the Black Legion fleet to do a runner, engaged Daravek aboard the '''Vengeful Spirit'', and chopped his head off. Good effort, at least.<br /> <br /> In theory, the Death Guard, like the Word Bearers, are one of the few Traitor Legions that still have some sort of cohesive centralized command structure. Mortarion commands seven Plague Companies, each consisting of multiple Sepsis Cohorts, which are divided into two Maladictums which in turn consist of seven Colonies. In practice, Mortarion rarely commands his minions (especially Typhus), and the forces of the Death Guard are so scattered that they are mainly divided into informal warbands called Vectoriums, mostly consisting of Colonies or Maladictums from the same Plague Company. <br /> <br /> As of the 42nd millennium, Mortarion decided to stop playing X-Box and Puffin' his &quot;Barbaran gas&quot; to make up with his old homie Big Blue. Suffice to say, the Death Guard saw what [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]] [[Thousand Sons|and friends]] did with [[Sortiarius]] and decide to do something similar. That is carve out their own mini-empire called the [[Scourge Stars]] right to the north of [[Ultramar]] so they can annoy and pester [[Roboute Guilliman|Big Blue Wonder]] for as much as Morty pleases. This act has cemented the Death Guard as Ultramar's [[That Guy|worst neighbor]] since the first Tyrannic War. Thus Mortarion and the Death Guard launched the '''Plague Wars''' after [[Roboute Guilliman|Grandpa Smurf's]] resurrection and the breakout of the Indomitus Crusade. <br /> <br /> During the [[Fate of Konor]], Mortarion and his bros decided to launch an assault on the star system. Whilst he had lost three of the planets (Unsurprising since Imperial players outnumbered Chaos players to an obscene level), through sheer grit and resistance, the Death Guard mange to take over the planet of Vanitor. Although even then, it was a pyrrhic victory at best since the Death Guard had to lob a lot of resources to finally turn the tide of the battle. They did manage to also take another planet called Drenthal, but they ultimately they lost the final, decisive battle to the Ultramarines. This was due to Mortarion putting all of their hopes and resources in a heavily corrupted former Eldar maiden-world turned into the Death Guard's very own Death Star, strapping continent-sized Space Hulks to it and dumping whatever forces he had left in the system onto its surface. Much like the alluded super-space station, it got blown into smithereens during the loyalist assault when strike teams penetrated deep into it's engine core and [[Awesome|manually detonated a cyclonic torpedo]]. After a few more battles things finally came to a head on Iax where Guilliman and Mortarion duked it out amidst the ruins of the planet before Nurgle recalled Morty back to the Scourge Stars. Apparently the other Chaos Gods had gotten jealous and wanted to take the Plague God's recently acquired real estate for themselves. And so, amidst what is assumed to be the expletive-ridden ranting by Mortarion at the chaos gods fucking him over again, the snide commentary of Typhus at yet another failure of his father and the hearty laughter of Ku'gath at the irony of it all, the Death Guard left Ultramar.<br /> <br /> After the fiasco of the Plague Wars, the Death Guard was forced to go back to their little turf to fend off Tzeentchian and Khornate shenanigans over the Scourge Stars. At the same time, Mortarion and his Death Guard also manage to meet face to face with the remnants of the Tau's fourth sphere forces. [[FATAL|You can imagine how ''that'' turned out.]]<br /> <br /> ==Daily Rituals of the Death Guard==<br /> 06:00 - The Death Guard awake in the hand-dug graves. Massive, 10,000 year hangovers and rotting ligaments make getting out of bed difficult, some are unable to be roused from their graves for hours.<br /> <br /> 08:00 - Morning Meal. A zombified serf prepares the meat of another rotting serf, alongside a bit of fungus. Marines who are unable to rise from their graves make due by eating the fungi that grow on their bodies.<br /> <br /> 08:30 - Morning Prayers. A prayer is dedicated to Papa Nurgle. Each Death Guard secretly wishes a Nurgmas present from Nurgle himself. They all get presents, as every day is Nurgmas. <br /> <br /> 09:30 - Morning Firing Rites. The Death Guard proceed to have target practice upon captured Imperial citizens. Its a win-win situation as the citizens are revived as zombies and the Death Guard gets experience. [[Noblebright|Nobody loses, everyone wins. Such is life.]] Well that is unless said Death Guard is a horrible shot (and when your joints and eyes are rotting, steady aim isn't an easy proposition), in which case the citizen's terror and pain is prolonged.<br /> <br /> 11:00 - Battle Practice. The Death Guard engage in battle practice within the mud swamps of the Plague Planet. Unfortunately, the [[Slaanesh|Pleasure Pits of Pussy Planet]] were booked for the day. The stuck Death Guard are now able to climb out.<br /> <br /> 12:00 - Tactical Indoctrination. The Death Guard plan out their latest campaign to spread Papa Nurgle's Gifts. Unlike traditional legions; the planning phase looks and sounds more like preparations for a party, rather than a tactical debriefing.<br /> <br /> 13:00 - Evening Meal. A medium meal of Maggots, Dying flesh, and diseased organs is prepared by the zombified serfs. Most Death Guard prefer to order from [[Emprah Burgers|Chaos Burgers and McNurgle's]] as the food delivery is faster, and the quality is pretty much the same.<br /> <br /> 14:00 - Plague Checks. The Plague Surgeons now examine the Death Guard legion to see if any new diseases develop within their bodies. Typically nothing new happens, but they're always optimistic.<br /> <br /> 15:00 - Pet Training. The Death Guard now begin combat training with their daemonic beasts. Its mostly harmless (atleast for the marines), but will occasionally end up with a friendly &quot;fatality&quot; when said beast gets too enthusiastic.<br /> <br /> 16:00 - Evening Prayers. &lt;s&gt; This time Papa Nurgle has heeded the wishes of the Death Guard and has given them Nurgmas presents &lt;/s&gt; NO PRESENTS! THEY GOT THEIR PRESENTS ONCE, NOW IT'S SOMEONE ELSE'S TURN!<br /> <br /> 17:00 - Pet a Nurgling Period. The Death Guard are allowed to pet some of Papa Nurgle's blobs of rotting cutsies.<br /> <br /> 18:00 - Daily Nurgle Wedding. A local wedding is held by two love birds in the Plague Planet. Celebrations are held as the Death Guard congratulate the groom and bride. Much confusion is had as to which is the groom and which is the bride. The Death Guard attempt to coax Mortarion into leading the procession, but typically gets silence in response. The Deathshroud are also visibly tense by this hour.<br /> <br /> 19:00 - Wedding Meal. A feast is held to congratulate the newly wed couple. Everyone is happy and the imperial citizens who were shot for target practice are now revived as zombies and are invited to see that not all things in Chaos are bad. <br /> <br /> 22:00 - Time with Daddy. Mortarion gathers whatever faithful Death Guardians he's commanding at the time and tells tales of the Heresy and how to serve Nurgle best.<br /> <br /> 23:00 - Free Time. The Death Guard have their free time where they pray to Nurgle, get as much disease as possible, help the locals, and be overall model citizens to those who inhabit the Plague Planet. Sometimes, the Death Guard congregate, and an ancient Terran plant species known as &quot;The Weed&quot; is ritually inhaled through an equally ancient tool known as &quot;the Bong&quot; in faint imitation of their Primarch's need for Barbaran gas. It has strange, pleasant effects, and Sometimes, Mortarion may share his &quot;Barbaran gas&quot; with his sons.<br /> It's good stuff.<br /> <br /> 24:00 - Rest Time. The Death Guard go back to their graves and rest for a bit. Mortarion ponders where to spread Nurgle's gifts next. On rare occasions; Mortarion may leave his quarters during rest period. Reports of him playing with his own menagerie of pet daemonic beasts in the middle of the night are unsubstantiated and will result in horrible dismemberment if he ever hears you mention it.<br /> <br /> == New models and Codex inbound ==<br /> That's right heretics, new models coming out, including the Daemon [[Primarch]] [[Mortarion]] himself! You can see it [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BceinBiT9jQhere in this video by Warhammer TV]. A Death Guard codex is also coming.<br /> <br /> [[https://www.warhammer-community.com/2017/05/23/warhammer-40000-launch-date-announced-may22gw-homepage-post-1/?utm_source=Facebook&amp;utm_medium=Facebook&amp;utm_campaign=WHTVDIannounceMay23&amp;utm_content=WHTVDIannounceMay23Q They're here!]]<br /> <br /> ==Gallery==<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> Image:Plague-marines.jpg|Death Guard Plague Marines, [[Cegorach|moar like AIDStartes, amirite? (Ha-Ha!)]]<br /> Image:PhDG.jpg‎|Not much difference...<br /> Image:Plague Marine Face.jpg‎|This is the face of someone happy with their decisions. He has never felt more alive.<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Template:Chaos-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Death_Guard&diff=170311 2017-11-29T06:14:21Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox Traitor Legion<br /> |Name = Death Guard<br /> |Heraldry = [[File:Deathguardlogo.png|250px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = None. The Death Guard fight in complete silence. <br /> |Original Name = Dusk Raiders<br /> |Number = XIV<br /> |Primarch = [[Mortarion]]<br /> |Original Homeworld = Barbarus<br /> |Current Homeworld = Plague Planet<br /> |Champion = [[Typhus]]<br /> |Specialty = Attrition, close assault, mass infantry, bio-warfare.<br /> |Strength = Unknown; we can't tell the live ones from the dead ones<br /> |Allegiance = [[Nurgle]]<br /> |Colours = Green and brown, inevitably the most disgusting and nasty-looking shades of each.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Not a bad chap when you get to know him (and sooner or later, everyone gets to know him).&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Terry Pratchett, on Death (the character within the Discworld Novel Universe)<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Sometimes, when I'm alone, I like to cover myself in Vaseline and pretend I'm a slug.&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Internet Cancer<br /> <br /> The Death Guard are one of the nine [[Space Marine]] Legions who betrayed the [[Emperor]] during the [[Horus Heresy]], and became [[Chaos Space Marines]]. They worship the [[Chaos God]] [[Nurgle]] and in return he infests their armor with pestilence and disease. The Primarch of the Death Guard is [[Mortarion]], who has been elevated to [[Daemon Prince]] status. Their original homeworld of Barbarus was a septic tank disguised as a planet, entirely populated by country bumpkins (and a few Dark Eldar) and stank continuously of horseshit. Barbarus has since been destroyed (probably for the best). The new homeworld of the Death Guard is now the lazily named Plague Planet (&lt;strike&gt; it fucking rhymes too!&lt;/strike&gt; Actually it's an alliteration, which is still awful) where all the Galaxy's diseases from meningitis to crotch rot collect.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> Not many neckbeards dare to paint them up. Back during the Unification Wars of Terra, before the coming of Mortarion, they were known as the Dusk Raiders due to their early-evening assaults, using the confusion of the afternoon twilight to catch their enemies off-guard, during dinner. Because Mortarion had been endowed by the Emperor with the aspect of humanity's Teenage Edginess, he renamed his legion the Death Guard instead, and &lt;s&gt;had them repaint their armor to the charming colors of algae-green and mudslick brown white &lt;/s&gt; their armor was unpainted, save for a snot green trim and the legions heraldry. They got dirty after they started swimming in the drops.<br /> <br /> Due to living in the utter shithole (in their case, quite literally) that was Barbarus, where the local air was equivalent to huffing the engine exhaust from a Chinese cab, the Death Guard soon grew proud of their 'ridiculously tough beyond humanly possible' bodies, which made them resistant to almost all forms of poisons and diseases (didn't stop them from succumbing to Nurgle's Gift, hur hur!). Due to their affinity to biological and chemical elements (likely programed into their Geneseed as well), the Death Guard quickly became the Emperor's personal bio-chem experts. It wouldn't be a surprise if their main source of orbital bombardment was [[Exterminatus|Virus Bombs]]. In fact, they probably bathe in that shit on a daily basis. They also smoked ALOT of weed.<br /> <br /> Before the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard differed from the other 17 known Legions in that they had only seven Great Companies, although these held far more men than those of other Legions such as the [[Ultramarines]] or [[Space Wolves]]. There were three privileged titles held by captains of the Death Guard. The captain of the First Company was known as the First Captain, the captain of the Second Company was known as Commander, and the captain of the Seventh Company was known as Battle-Captain.<br /> <br /> The Death Guard tended to be organized into units of foot-slogging infantry, rather than mechanized squads (since the Death Guard themselves were already tough to the point they might as well have Hull Points). Mortarion ensured that his men were well-equipped and highly-trained. He also ensured that they could fight in almost any kind of atmosphere, and placed little emphasis on specialized units using jump packs or bikes. The Death Guard did not have dedicated Assault and Tactical Squads. Every Marine was equipped with a bolter, bolt pistol and close combat weapon and told to fight with whatever weapon circumstance dictated. The Legion was also well known for its use of Terminator Armour. Possibly as a result of this, the Death Guard were highly successful at high-risk boarding and close-quarter operations such as space hulk clearance.<br /> <br /> By the time of the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard was known to have had roughly 95,000 Space Marines.<br /> <br /> During the [[Horus Heresy|Galaxy's Greatest Hangover since the]] [[Fall of the Eldar|Fall of the Eldar]], the Death Guard and Mortarion were one of the traitor legions to rebel against [[Emperor|daddy]]. Within the Heresy, Mortarion's smaller fleet led a [[Fail|failed]] attempt on [[Prospero]] to convince [[Jaghatai Khan]] and the [[White Scars]] to join with them, only for &lt;s&gt;Genghis &lt;/s&gt; Jaghatai to tell the psychic-hating bigot to fuck off and thus, the White Scars and Death Guard battled to a stalemate. Some fight scenes later, Mortarion meets up with Typhus (then Typhon), who pulled a dick move and killed off the navigators, but convinced Mortarion that he could lead them to Terra. As you might suspect. Entering the [[Warp]] without a Navigator's help is just asking for something bad to happen. [[Rape|Then came the Destroyer Plague, and their fate was sealed. Their superhuman constitution and grim determination proved worthless against the Destroyer, and so they embraced Papa Nurgle to be freed from the plague and relieved of their suffering, at the cost of, well..... <br /> <br /> Mortarion also had a personal guard, the speechless and silent Death Shroud, who were known to be within 49 (Get it? Nurgle's holy number is seven and 49 is seven squared?) paces of their Primarch, Morty.<br /> Oh, and they enjoyed drinking a cup of venomous, poison bile to commemorate victory. Mortarion drinks that stuff like water, though his captains have trouble holding their guts inside after drinking.<br /> All in all, the Death Guard were stoic, poison-drinking, sour-faced martial warriors before [[Horus]] threw his [[Horus Heresy|surprise birthday bash]], and ended up rotting avatars of &lt;s&gt;[[AIDS]]&lt;/s&gt;, Syphilis, and decay by the time the party was finished. Just like [[That Guy|that ONE GUY]] who always shows up.<br /> <br /> ==Post-Heresy==<br /> [[File:Death Guard Assraping Tau.jpg|650px|right|thumb|After being repulsed by one kind of [[Ultramarines|Blueberries]], Mortarion and co decided to compensate the loss by [[Anal Circumference|venting]] [[rage|their frustration]] upon another pile of [[Tau|Blueberries.]]]]<br /> <br /> So the Death Guard and the rest of the Traitor legions failed (what were they even trying to do again?) and were kicked to the [[Eye of Terror]] to do their daemonic stuff in private. The Death Guard, along with any non-[[Word Bearers]] or [[Black Legion]] factions, soon broke apart into splintering warbands. The split of the Death Guard can be contributed to [[Mortarion]] doing whats trendy when you become a Daemon-Primarch; Do whatever the fuck you want and have nothing to do with your Legion FOR 10,000 YEARS. Typhus, who was always a dubious shit-nugget to his Primarch, decided to take as much of the legion into his own hands and go crazy with no intention of Obeying Mortarion when he returns. What a Douche. Though he did get some shit done. <br /> <br /> Another Death Guard warleader, by the name of Thagus Daravek, got similar ideas but on a bigger scale. Through sorcery he realised the destiny that Abaddon was on course for, and tried to claim it for himself. Rounding up massive warbands, he became the Lord of Hosts, doing everything he could to wipe out nascent Black Legion. He even went so far as to bind the daemon that had been Iskandar Khayon's tutelary to him, giving him power over Khayon, and used this to follow the Black Legion into realspace. With Abaddon already mired in battle with the Black Templars he would have wiped them out, cleaned up the remaining Templars and sailed off into history. Only Khayon ordered the Black Legion fleet to do a runner, engaged Daravek aboard the '''Vengeful Spirit'', and chopped his head off. Good effort, at least.<br /> <br /> In theory, the Death Guard, like the Word Bearers, are one of the few Traitor Legions that still have some sort of cohesive centralized command structure. Mortarion commands seven Plague Companies, each consisting of multiple Sepsis Cohorts, which are divided into two Maladictums which in turn consist of seven Colonies. In practice, Mortarion rarely commands his minions (especially Typhus), and the forces of the Death Guard are so scattered that they are mainly divided into informal warbands called Vectoriums, mostly consisting of Colonies or Maladictums from the same Plague Company. <br /> <br /> As of the 42nd millennium, Mortarion decided to stop playing X-Box and Puffin' his &quot;Barbaran gas&quot; to make up with his old homie Big Blue. Suffice to say, the Death Guard saw what [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]] [[Thousand Sons|and friends]] did with [[Sortiarius]] and decide to do something similar. That is carve out their own mini-empire called the [[Scourge Stars]] right to the north of [[Ultramar]] so they can annoy and pester [[Roboute Guilliman|Big Blue Wonder]] for as much as Morty pleases. This act has cemented the Death Guard as Ultramar's [[That Guy|worst neighbor]] since the first Tyrannic War. Thus Mortarion and the Death Guard launched the '''Plague Wars''' after [[Roboute Guilliman|Grandpa Smurf's]] resurrection and the breakout of the Indomitus Crusade. <br /> <br /> During the [[Fate of Konor]], Mortarion and his bros decided to launch an assault on the star system. Whilst he had lost three of the planets (Unsurprising since Imperial players outnumbered Chaos players to an obscene level), through sheer grit and resistance, the Death Guard mange to take over the planet of Vanitor. Although even then, it was a pyrrhic victory at best since the Death Guard had to lob a lot of resources to finally turn the tide of the battle. They did manage to also take another planet called Drenthal, but they ultimately they lost the final, decisive battle to the Ultramarines. This was due to Mortarion putting all of their hopes and resources in a heavily corrupted former Eldar maiden-world turned into the Death Guard's very own Death Star, strapping continent-sized Space Hulks to it and dumping whatever forces he had left in the system onto its surface. Much like the alluded super-space station, it got blown into smithereens during the loyalist assault when strike teams penetrated deep into it's engine core and [[Awesome|manually detonated a cyclonic torpedo]]. After a few more battles things finally came to a head on Iax where Guilliman and Mortarion duked it out amidst the ruins of the planet before Nurgle recalled Morty back to the Scourge Stars. Apparently the other Chaos Gods had gotten jealous and wanted to take the Plague God's recently acquired real estate for themselves. And so, amidst what is assumed to be the expletive-ridden ranting by Mortarion at the chaos gods fucking him over again, the snide commentary of Typhus at yet another failure of his father and the hearty laughter of Ku'gath at the irony of it all, the Death Guard left Ultramar.<br /> <br /> After the fiasco of the Plague Wars, the Death Guard was forced to go back to their little turf to fend off Tzeentchian and Khornate shenanigans over the Scourge Stars. At the same time, Mortarion and his Death Guard also manage to meet face to face with the remnants of the Tau's fourth sphere forces. [[FATAL|You can imagine how ''that'' turned out.]]<br /> <br /> ==Daily Rituals of the Death Guard==<br /> 06:00 - The Death Guard awake in the hand-dug graves. Massive, 10,000 year hangovers and rotting ligaments make getting out of bed difficult, some are unable to be roused from their graves for hours.<br /> <br /> 08:00 - Morning Meal. A zombified serf prepares the meat of another rotting serf, alongside a bit of fungus. Marines who are unable to rise from their graves make due by eating the fungi that grow on their bodies.<br /> <br /> 08:30 - Morning Prayers. A prayer is dedicated to Papa Nurgle. Each Death Guard secretly wishes a Nurgmas present from Nurgle himself. None of them will receive a present.<br /> <br /> 09:30 - Morning Firing Rites. The Death Guard proceed to have target practice upon captured Imperial citizens. Its a win-win situation as the citizens are revived as zombies and the Death Guard gets experience. [[Noblebright|Nobody loses, everyone wins. Such is life.]] Well that is unless said Death Guard is a horrible shot (and when your joints and eyes are rotting, steady aim isn't an easy proposition), in which case the citizen's terror and pain is prolonged.<br /> <br /> 11:00 - Battle Practice. The Death Guard engage in battle practice within the mud swamps of the Plague Planet. Unfortunately, the [[Slaanesh|Pleasure Pits of Pussy Planet]] were booked for the day. The stuck Death Guard are now able to climb out.<br /> <br /> 12:00 - Tactical Indoctrination. The Death Guard plan out their latest campaign to spread Papa Nurgle's Gifts. Unlike traditional legions; the planning phase looks and sounds more like preparations for a party, rather than a tactical debriefing.<br /> <br /> 13:00 - Evening Meal. A medium meal is prepared by the zombified serfs. Most Death Guard prefer to order from [[Emprah Burgers|Chaos Burgers and McNurgle's]] as the food delivery is faster, and the quality is pretty much the same.<br /> <br /> 14:00 - Plague Checks. The Plague Surgeons now examine the Death Guard legion to see if any new diseases develop within their bodies. Typically nothing new happens, but they're always optimistic.<br /> <br /> 15:00 - Pet Training. The Death Guard now begin combat training with their daemonic beasts. Its mostly harmless (atleast for the marines), but will occasionally end up with a friendly &quot;fatality&quot; when said beast gets too enthusiastic.<br /> <br /> 16:00 - Evening Prayers. &lt;s&gt; This time Papa Nurgle has heeded the wishes of the Death Guard and has given them Nurgmas presents &lt;/s&gt; NO PRESENTS! THEY GOT THEIR PRESENTS ONCE, NOW IT'S SOMEONE ELSE'S TURN!<br /> <br /> 17:00 - Pet a Nurgling Period. The Death Guard are allowed to pet some of Papa Nurgle's blobs of rotting cutsies.<br /> <br /> 18:00 - Daily Nurgle Wedding. A local wedding is held by two love birds in the Plague Planet. Celebrations are held as the Death Guard congratulate the groom and bride. Much confusion is had as to which is the groom and which is the bride. The Death Guard attempt to coax Mortarion into leading the procession, but typically gets silence in response. The other response is angry sobbing. The Deathshroud are also visibly tense by this hour.<br /> <br /> 19:00 - Wedding Meal. A feast is held to congratulate the newly wed couple. Everyone is happy and the imperial citizens who were shot for target practice are now revived as zombies and are invited to see that not all things in Chaos are bad. Mortarion's revulsion at such happiness can be heard from his tower and the Deathshroud do their best to calm their lord. A common spectacle during this time is one or a few Deathshroud terminators flying out of Mortarion's tower after being blasted out by him in sheer rage. They live through the ordeal most of the time and the Deathshroud typically share a few moments of merriment with the party goers before shambling back to their posts.<br /> <br /> 22:00 - Rousing Mortarion. The Death Guard now try to get Mortarion to come out of his bedroom to join in nightly legion festivities, but the door is still locked and he continues to be a bitter resentful ass. They fail to rouse him, leaving as stews in his own muck (literally and figuratively). The Deathshroud outside his quarters are audibly heard sighing in disappointment.<br /> <br /> 23:00 - Free Time. The Death Guard have their free time where they pray to Nurgle, get as much disease as possible, help the locals, and be overall model citizens to those who inhabit the Plague Planet. Senior Captains attempt to get Mortarion to come out of his room, but can't make sense of the unending grumbling and metal objects being sharpened.<br /> <br /> 24:00 - Rest Time. The Death Guard go back to their graves and rest for a bit. Mortarion is still sulking as he plans where to spread Nurgle's gifts next. On rare occasions; Mortarion may actually leave his room, as the atmosphere is less cheerful and vibrant now, just how he likes it. Reports of him playing with his own menagerie of pet daemonic beasts in the middle of the night are unsubstantiated and will result in horrible dismemberment if he ever hears you mention it.<br /> <br /> == New models and Codex inbound ==<br /> That's right heretics, new models coming out, including the Daemon [[Primarch]] [[Mortarion]] himself! You can see it [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BceinBiT9jQhere in this video by Warhammer TV]. A Death Guard codex is also coming.<br /> <br /> [[https://www.warhammer-community.com/2017/05/23/warhammer-40000-launch-date-announced-may22gw-homepage-post-1/?utm_source=Facebook&amp;utm_medium=Facebook&amp;utm_campaign=WHTVDIannounceMay23&amp;utm_content=WHTVDIannounceMay23Q They're here!]]<br /> <br /> ==Gallery==<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> Image:Plague-marines.jpg|Death Guard Plague Marines, [[Cegorach|moar like AIDStartes, amirite? (Ha-Ha!)]]<br /> Image:PhDG.jpg‎|Not much difference...<br /> Image:Plague Marine Face.jpg‎|This is the face of someone happy with their decisions. He has never felt more alive.<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Template:Chaos-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Death_Guard&diff=170310 2017-11-29T06:09:14Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: /* Post-Heresy */</p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox Traitor Legion<br /> |Name = Death Guard<br /> |Heraldry = [[File:Deathguardlogo.png|250px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = None. The Death Guard fight in complete silence. <br /> |Original Name = Dusk Raiders<br /> |Number = XIV<br /> |Primarch = [[Mortarion]]<br /> |Original Homeworld = Barbarus<br /> |Current Homeworld = Plague Planet<br /> |Champion = [[Typhus]]<br /> |Specialty = Attrition, close assault, mass infantry, bio-warfare.<br /> |Strength = Unknown; we can't tell the live ones from the dead ones<br /> |Allegiance = [[Nurgle]]<br /> |Colours = Green and brown, inevitably the most disgusting and nasty-looking shades of each.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Not a bad chap when you get to know him (and sooner or later, everyone gets to know him).&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Terry Pratchett, on Death (the character within the Discworld Novel Universe)<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Sometimes, when I'm alone, I like to cover myself in Vaseline and pretend I'm a slug.&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Internet Cancer<br /> <br /> The Death Guard are one of the nine [[Space Marine]] Legions who betrayed the [[Emperor]] during the [[Horus Heresy]], and became [[Chaos Space Marines]]. They worship the [[Chaos God]] [[Nurgle]] and in return he infests their armor with pestilence and disease. The Primarch of the Death Guard is [[Mortarion]], who has been elevated to [[Daemon Prince]] status. Their original homeworld of Barbarus was a septic tank disguised as a planet, entirely populated by country bumpkins (and a few Dark Eldar) and stank continuously of horseshit. Barbarus has since been destroyed (probably for the best). The new homeworld of the Death Guard is now the lazily named Plague Planet (&lt;strike&gt; it fucking rhymes too!&lt;/strike&gt; Actually it's an alliteration, which is still awful) where all the Galaxy's diseases from meningitis to crotch rot collect.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> Not many neckbeards dare to paint them up. Back during the Unification Wars of Terra, before the coming of Mortarion, they were known as the Dusk Raiders due to their early-evening assaults, using the confusion of the afternoon twilight to catch their enemies off-guard, during dinner. Because Mortarion had been endowed by the Emperor with the aspect of humanity's Teenage Edginess, he renamed his legion the Death Guard instead, and &lt;s&gt;had them repaint their armor to the charming colors of algae-green and mudslick brown white &lt;/s&gt; their armor was unpainted, save for a snot green trim and the legions heraldry. They got dirty after they started swimming in the drops.<br /> <br /> Due to living in the utter shithole (in their case, quite literally) that was Barbarus, where the local air was equivalent to huffing the engine exhaust from a Chinese cab, the Death Guard soon grew proud of their 'ridiculously tough beyond humanly possible' bodies, which made them resistant to almost all forms of poisons and diseases (didn't stop them from succumbing to Nurgle's Gift, hur hur!). Due to their affinity to biological and chemical elements (likely programed into their Geneseed as well), the Death Guard quickly became the Emperor's personal bio-chem experts. It wouldn't be a surprise if their main source of orbital bombardment was [[Exterminatus|Virus Bombs]]. In fact, they probably bathe in that shit on a daily basis. They also smoked ALOT of weed.<br /> <br /> Before the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard differed from the other 17 known Legions in that they had only seven Great Companies, although these held far more men than those of other Legions such as the [[Ultramarines]] or [[Space Wolves]]. There were three privileged titles held by captains of the Death Guard. The captain of the First Company was known as the First Captain, the captain of the Second Company was known as Commander, and the captain of the Seventh Company was known as Battle-Captain.<br /> <br /> The Death Guard tended to be organized into units of foot-slogging infantry, rather than mechanized squads (since the Death Guard themselves were already tough to the point they might as well have Hull Points). Mortarion ensured that his men were well-equipped and highly-trained. He also ensured that they could fight in almost any kind of atmosphere, and placed little emphasis on specialized units using jump packs or bikes. The Death Guard did not have dedicated Assault and Tactical Squads. Every Marine was equipped with a bolter, bolt pistol and close combat weapon and told to fight with whatever weapon circumstance dictated. The Legion was also well known for its use of Terminator Armour. Possibly as a result of this, the Death Guard were highly successful at high-risk boarding and close-quarter operations such as space hulk clearance.<br /> <br /> By the time of the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard was known to have had roughly 95,000 Space Marines.<br /> <br /> During the [[Horus Heresy|Galaxy's Greatest Hangover since the]] [[Fall of the Eldar|Fall of the Eldar]], the Death Guard and Mortarion were one of the traitor legions to rebel against [[Emperor|daddy]]. Within the Heresy, Mortarion's smaller fleet led a [[Fail|failed]] attempt on [[Prospero]] to convince [[Jaghatai Khan]] and the [[White Scars]] to join with them, only for &lt;s&gt;Genghis &lt;/s&gt; Jaghatai to tell the psychic-hating bigot to fuck off and thus, the White Scars and Death Guard battled to a stalemate. Some fight scenes later, Mortarion meets up with Typhus (then Typhon), who pulled a dick move and killed off the navigators, but convinced Mortarion that he could lead them to Terra. As you might suspect. Entering the [[Warp]] without a Navigator's help is just asking for something bad to happen. [[Rape|Then came the Destroyer Plague, and their fate was sealed. Their superhuman constitution and grim determination proved worthless against the Destroyer, and so they embraced Papa Nurgle to be freed from the plague and relieved of their suffering, at the cost of, well..... <br /> <br /> Mortarion also had a personal guard, the speechless and silent Death Shroud, who were known to be within 49 (Get it? Nurgle's holy number is seven and 49 is seven squared?) paces of their Primarch, Morty.<br /> Oh, and they enjoyed drinking a cup of venomous, poison bile to commemorate victory. Mortarion drinks that stuff like water, though his captains have trouble holding their guts inside after drinking.<br /> All in all, the Death Guard were stoic, poison-drinking, sour-faced martial warriors before [[Horus]] threw his [[Horus Heresy|surprise birthday bash]], and ended up rotting avatars of &lt;s&gt;[[AIDS]]&lt;/s&gt;, Syphilis, and decay by the time the party was finished. Just like [[That Guy|that ONE GUY]] who always shows up.<br /> <br /> ==Post-Heresy==<br /> [[File:Death Guard Assraping Tau.jpg|650px|right|thumb|After being repulsed by one kind of [[Ultramarines|Blueberries]], Mortarion and co decided to compensate the loss by [[Anal Circumference|venting]] [[rage|their frustration]] upon another pile of [[Tau|Blueberries.]]]]<br /> <br /> So the Death Guard and the rest of the Traitor legions failed (what were they even trying to do again?) and were kicked to the [[Eye of Terror]] to do their daemonic stuff in private. The Death Guard, along with any non-[[Word Bearers]] or [[Black Legion]] factions, soon broke apart into splintering warbands. The split of the Death Guard can be contributed to [[Mortarion]] doing whats trendy when you become a Daemon-Primarch; Do whatever the fuck you want and have nothing to do with your Legion FOR 10,000 YEARS. Typhus, who was always a dubious shit-nugget to his Primarch, decided to take as much of the legion into his own hands and go crazy with no intention of Obeying Mortarion when he returns. What a Douche. Though he did get some shit done. <br /> <br /> Another Death Guard warleader, by the name of Thagus Daravek, got similar ideas but on a bigger scale. Through sorcery he realised the destiny that Abaddon was on course for, and tried to claim it for himself. Rounding up massive warbands, he became the Lord of Hosts, doing everything he could to wipe out nascent Black Legion. He even went so far as to bind the daemon that had been Iskandar Khayon's tutelary to him, giving him power over Khayon, and used this to follow the Black Legion into realspace. With Abaddon already mired in battle with the Black Templars he would have wiped them out, cleaned up the remaining Templars and sailed off into history. Only Khayon ordered the Black Legion fleet to do a runner, engaged Daravek aboard the '''Vengeful Spirit'', and chopped his head off. Good effort, at least.<br /> <br /> In theory, the Death Guard, like the Word Bearers, are one of the few Traitor Legions that still have some sort of cohesive centralized command structure. Mortarion commands seven Plague Companies, each consisting of multiple Sepsis Cohorts, which are divided into two Maladictums which in turn consist of seven Colonies. In practice, Mortarion rarely commands his minions (especially Typhus), and the forces of the Death Guard are so scattered that they are mainly divided into informal warbands called Vectoriums, mostly consisting of Colonies or Maladictums from the same Plague Company. <br /> <br /> As of the 42nd millennium, Mortarion decided to stop Puffin' his &quot;Barbaran gas&quot; and kill some Blueberries. Suffice to say, the Death Guard saw what [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]] [[Thousand Sons|and friends]] did with [[Sortiarius]] and decide to do something similar. That is carve out their own mini-empire called the [[Scourge Stars]] right to the north of [[Ultramar]] so they can annoy and pester [[Roboute Guilliman|Big Blue Wonder]] for as much as Morty pleases. This act has cemented the Death Guard as Ultramar's [[That Guy|worst neighbor]] since the first Tyrannic War. Thus Mortarion and the Death Guard launched the '''Plague Wars''' after [[Roboute Guilliman|Grandpa Smurf's]] resurrection and the breakout of the Indomitus Crusade. <br /> <br /> During the [[Fate of Konor]], Mortarion and his bros decided to launch an assault on the star system. Whilst he had lost three of the planets (Unsurprising since Imperial players outnumbered Chaos players to an obscene level), through sheer grit and resistance, the Death Guard mange to take over the planet of Vanitor. Although even then, it was a pyrrhic victory at best since the Death Guard had to lob a lot of resources to finally turn the tide of the battle. They did manage to also take another planet called Drenthal, but they ultimately they lost the final, decisive battle to the Ultramarines. This was due to Mortarion putting all of their hopes and resources in a heavily corrupted former Eldar maiden-world turned into the Death Guard's very own Death Star, strapping continent-sized Space Hulks to it and dumping whatever forces he had left in the system onto its surface. Much like the alluded super-space station, it got blown into smithereens during the loyalist assault when strike teams penetrated deep into it's engine core and [[Awesome|manually detonated a cyclonic torpedo]]. After a few more battles things finally came to a head on Iax where Guilliman and Mortarion duked it out amidst the ruins of the planet before Nurgle recalled Morty back to the Scourge Stars. Apparently the other Chaos Gods had gotten jealous and wanted to take the Plague God's recently acquired real estate for themselves. And so, amidst what is assumed to be the expletive-ridden ranting by Mortarion at the chaos gods fucking him over again, the snide commentary of Typhus at yet another failure of his father and the hearty laughter of Ku'gath at the irony of it all, the Death Guard left Ultramar.<br /> <br /> After the fiasco of the Plague Wars, the Death Guard was forced to go back to their little turf to fend off Tzeentchian and Khornate shenanigans over the Scourge Stars. At the same time, Mortarion and his Death Guard also manage to meet face to face with the remnants of the Tau's fourth sphere forces. [[FATAL|You can imagine how ''that'' turned out.]]<br /> <br /> ==Daily Rituals of the Death Guard==<br /> 06:00 - The Death Guard awake in the hand-dug graves. Massive, 10,000 year hangovers and rotting ligaments make getting out of bed difficult, some are unable to be roused from their graves for hours.<br /> <br /> 08:00 - Morning Meal. A zombified serf prepares the meat of another rotting serf, alongside a bit of fungus. Marines who are unable to rise from their graves make due by eating the fungi that grow on their bodies.<br /> <br /> 08:30 - Morning Prayers. A prayer is dedicated to Papa Nurgle. Each Death Guard secretly wishes a Nurgmas present from Nurgle himself. None of them will receive a present.<br /> <br /> 09:30 - Morning Firing Rites. The Death Guard proceed to have target practice upon captured Imperial citizens. Its a win-win situation as the citizens are revived as zombies and the Death Guard gets experience. [[Noblebright|Nobody loses, everyone wins. Such is life.]] Well that is unless said Death Guard is a horrible shot (and when your joints and eyes are rotting, steady aim isn't an easy proposition), in which case the citizen's terror and pain is prolonged.<br /> <br /> 11:00 - Battle Practice. The Death Guard engage in battle practice within the mud swamps of the Plague Planet. Unfortunately, the [[Slaanesh|Pleasure Pits of Pussy Planet]] were booked for the day. The stuck Death Guard are now able to climb out.<br /> <br /> 12:00 - Tactical Indoctrination. The Death Guard plan out their latest campaign to spread Papa Nurgle's Gifts. Unlike traditional legions; the planning phase looks and sounds more like preparations for a party, rather than a tactical debriefing.<br /> <br /> 13:00 - Evening Meal. A medium meal is prepared by the zombified serfs. Most Death Guard prefer to order from [[Emprah Burgers|Chaos Burgers and McNurgle's]] as the food delivery is faster, and the quality is pretty much the same.<br /> <br /> 14:00 - Plague Checks. The Plague Surgeons now examine the Death Guard legion to see if any new diseases develop within their bodies. Typically nothing new happens, but they're always optimistic.<br /> <br /> 15:00 - Pet Training. The Death Guard now begin combat training with their daemonic beasts. Its mostly harmless (atleast for the marines), but will occasionally end up with a friendly &quot;fatality&quot; when said beast gets too enthusiastic.<br /> <br /> 16:00 - Evening Prayers. &lt;s&gt; This time Papa Nurgle has heeded the wishes of the Death Guard and has given them Nurgmas presents &lt;/s&gt; NO PRESENTS! THEY GOT THEIR PRESENTS ONCE, NOW IT'S SOMEONE ELSE'S TURN!<br /> <br /> 17:00 - Pet a Nurgling Period. The Death Guard are allowed to pet some of Papa Nurgle's blobs of rotting cutsies.<br /> <br /> 18:00 - Daily Nurgle Wedding. A local wedding is held by two love birds in the Plague Planet. Celebrations are held as the Death Guard congratulate the groom and bride. Much confusion is had as to which is the groom and which is the bride. The Death Guard attempt to coax Mortarion into leading the procession, but typically gets silence in response. The other response is angry sobbing. The Deathshroud are also visibly tense by this hour.<br /> <br /> 19:00 - Wedding Meal. A feast is held to congratulate the newly wed couple. Everyone is happy and the imperial citizens who were shot for target practice are now revived as zombies and are invited to see that not all things in Chaos are bad. Mortarion's revulsion at such happiness can be heard from his tower and the Deathshroud do their best to calm their lord. A common spectacle during this time is one or a few Deathshroud terminators flying out of Mortarion's tower after being blasted out by him in sheer rage. They live through the ordeal most of the time and the Deathshroud typically share a few moments of merriment with the party goers before shambling back to their posts.<br /> <br /> 22:00 - Rousing Mortarion. The Death Guard now try to get Mortarion to come out of his bedroom to join in nightly legion festivities, but the door is still locked and he continues to be a bitter resentful ass. They fail to rouse him, leaving as stews in his own muck (literally and figuratively). The Deathshroud outside his quarters are audibly heard sighing in disappointment.<br /> <br /> 23:00 - Free Time. The Death Guard have their free time where they pray to Nurgle, get as much disease as possible, help the locals, and be overall model citizens to those who inhabit the Plague Planet. Senior Captains attempt to get Mortarion to come out of his room, but can't make sense of the unending grumbling and metal objects being sharpened.<br /> <br /> 24:00 - Rest Time. The Death Guard go back to their graves and rest for a bit. Mortarion is still sulking as he plans where to spread Nurgle's gifts next. On rare occasions; Mortarion may actually leave his room, as the atmosphere is less cheerful and vibrant now, just how he likes it. Reports of him playing with his own menagerie of pet daemonic beasts in the middle of the night are unsubstantiated and will result in horrible dismemberment if he ever hears you mention it.<br /> <br /> == New models and Codex inbound ==<br /> That's right heretics, new models coming out, including the Daemon [[Primarch]] [[Mortarion]] himself! You can see it [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BceinBiT9jQhere in this video by Warhammer TV]. A Death Guard codex is also coming.<br /> <br /> [[https://www.warhammer-community.com/2017/05/23/warhammer-40000-launch-date-announced-may22gw-homepage-post-1/?utm_source=Facebook&amp;utm_medium=Facebook&amp;utm_campaign=WHTVDIannounceMay23&amp;utm_content=WHTVDIannounceMay23Q They're here!]]<br /> <br /> ==Gallery==<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> Image:Plague-marines.jpg|Death Guard Plague Marines, [[Cegorach|moar like AIDStartes, amirite? (Ha-Ha!)]]<br /> Image:PhDG.jpg‎|Not much difference...<br /> Image:Plague Marine Face.jpg‎|This is the face of someone happy with their decisions. He has never felt more alive.<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Template:Chaos-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Death_Guard&diff=170309 2017-11-29T05:57:14Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox Traitor Legion<br /> |Name = Death Guard<br /> |Heraldry = [[File:Deathguardlogo.png|250px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = None. The Death Guard fight in complete silence. <br /> |Original Name = Dusk Raiders<br /> |Number = XIV<br /> |Primarch = [[Mortarion]]<br /> |Original Homeworld = Barbarus<br /> |Current Homeworld = Plague Planet<br /> |Champion = [[Typhus]]<br /> |Specialty = Attrition, close assault, mass infantry, bio-warfare.<br /> |Strength = Unknown; we can't tell the live ones from the dead ones<br /> |Allegiance = [[Nurgle]]<br /> |Colours = Green and brown, inevitably the most disgusting and nasty-looking shades of each.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Not a bad chap when you get to know him (and sooner or later, everyone gets to know him).&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Terry Pratchett, on Death (the character within the Discworld Novel Universe)<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Sometimes, when I'm alone, I like to cover myself in Vaseline and pretend I'm a slug.&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Internet Cancer<br /> <br /> The Death Guard are one of the nine [[Space Marine]] Legions who betrayed the [[Emperor]] during the [[Horus Heresy]], and became [[Chaos Space Marines]]. They worship the [[Chaos God]] [[Nurgle]] and in return he infests their armor with pestilence and disease. The Primarch of the Death Guard is [[Mortarion]], who has been elevated to [[Daemon Prince]] status. Their original homeworld of Barbarus was a septic tank disguised as a planet, entirely populated by country bumpkins (and a few Dark Eldar) and stank continuously of horseshit. Barbarus has since been destroyed (probably for the best). The new homeworld of the Death Guard is now the lazily named Plague Planet (&lt;strike&gt; it fucking rhymes too!&lt;/strike&gt; Actually it's an alliteration, which is still awful) where all the Galaxy's diseases from meningitis to crotch rot collect.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> Not many neckbeards dare to paint them up. Back during the Unification Wars of Terra, before the coming of Mortarion, they were known as the Dusk Raiders due to their early-evening assaults, using the confusion of the afternoon twilight to catch their enemies off-guard, during dinner. Because Mortarion had been endowed by the Emperor with the aspect of humanity's Teenage Edginess, he renamed his legion the Death Guard instead, and &lt;s&gt;had them repaint their armor to the charming colors of algae-green and mudslick brown white &lt;/s&gt; their armor was unpainted, save for a snot green trim and the legions heraldry. They got dirty after they started swimming in the drops.<br /> <br /> Due to living in the utter shithole (in their case, quite literally) that was Barbarus, where the local air was equivalent to huffing the engine exhaust from a Chinese cab, the Death Guard soon grew proud of their 'ridiculously tough beyond humanly possible' bodies, which made them resistant to almost all forms of poisons and diseases (didn't stop them from succumbing to Nurgle's Gift, hur hur!). Due to their affinity to biological and chemical elements (likely programed into their Geneseed as well), the Death Guard quickly became the Emperor's personal bio-chem experts. It wouldn't be a surprise if their main source of orbital bombardment was [[Exterminatus|Virus Bombs]]. In fact, they probably bathe in that shit on a daily basis. They also smoked ALOT of weed.<br /> <br /> Before the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard differed from the other 17 known Legions in that they had only seven Great Companies, although these held far more men than those of other Legions such as the [[Ultramarines]] or [[Space Wolves]]. There were three privileged titles held by captains of the Death Guard. The captain of the First Company was known as the First Captain, the captain of the Second Company was known as Commander, and the captain of the Seventh Company was known as Battle-Captain.<br /> <br /> The Death Guard tended to be organized into units of foot-slogging infantry, rather than mechanized squads (since the Death Guard themselves were already tough to the point they might as well have Hull Points). Mortarion ensured that his men were well-equipped and highly-trained. He also ensured that they could fight in almost any kind of atmosphere, and placed little emphasis on specialized units using jump packs or bikes. The Death Guard did not have dedicated Assault and Tactical Squads. Every Marine was equipped with a bolter, bolt pistol and close combat weapon and told to fight with whatever weapon circumstance dictated. The Legion was also well known for its use of Terminator Armour. Possibly as a result of this, the Death Guard were highly successful at high-risk boarding and close-quarter operations such as space hulk clearance.<br /> <br /> By the time of the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard was known to have had roughly 95,000 Space Marines.<br /> <br /> During the [[Horus Heresy|Galaxy's Greatest Hangover since the]] [[Fall of the Eldar|Fall of the Eldar]], the Death Guard and Mortarion were one of the traitor legions to rebel against [[Emperor|daddy]]. Within the Heresy, Mortarion's smaller fleet led a [[Fail|failed]] attempt on [[Prospero]] to convince [[Jaghatai Khan]] and the [[White Scars]] to join with them, only for &lt;s&gt;Genghis &lt;/s&gt; Jaghatai to tell the psychic-hating bigot to fuck off and thus, the White Scars and Death Guard battled to a stalemate. Some fight scenes later, Mortarion meets up with Typhus (then Typhon), who pulled a dick move and killed off the navigators, but convinced Mortarion that he could lead them to Terra. As you might suspect. Entering the [[Warp]] without a Navigator's help is just asking for something bad to happen. [[Rape|Then came the Destroyer Plague, and their fate was sealed. Their superhuman constitution and grim determination proved worthless against the Destroyer, and so they embraced Papa Nurgle to be freed from the plague and relieved of their suffering, at the cost of, well..... <br /> <br /> Mortarion also had a personal guard, the speechless and silent Death Shroud, who were known to be within 49 (Get it? Nurgle's holy number is seven and 49 is seven squared?) paces of their Primarch, Morty.<br /> Oh, and they enjoyed drinking a cup of venomous, poison bile to commemorate victory. Mortarion drinks that stuff like water, though his captains have trouble holding their guts inside after drinking.<br /> All in all, the Death Guard were stoic, poison-drinking, sour-faced martial warriors before [[Horus]] threw his [[Horus Heresy|surprise birthday bash]], and ended up rotting avatars of &lt;s&gt;[[AIDS]]&lt;/s&gt;, Syphilis, and decay by the time the party was finished. Just like [[That Guy|that ONE GUY]] who always shows up.<br /> <br /> ==Post-Heresy==<br /> [[File:Death Guard Assraping Tau.jpg|650px|right|thumb|After being repulsed by one kind of [[Ultramarines|Blueberries]], Mortarion and co decided to compensate the loss by [[Anal Circumference|venting]] [[rage|their frustration]] upon another pile of [[Tau|Blueberries.]]]]<br /> <br /> So the Death Guard and the rest of the Traitor legions failed (what were they even trying to do again?) and were kicked to the [[Eye of Terror]] to do their daemonic stuff in private. The Death Guard, along with any non-[[Word Bearers]] or [[Black Legion]] factions, soon broke apart into splintering warbands. The split of the Death Guard can be contributed to [[Mortarion]] being a lazy and mopey fuckwit; punishing himself for what he's done to humanity and his sons and constantly bitching about why he's a bad person and how he's not cutting his wrists just for attention and trying to justify why he's always wearing black. What with daddy reaper suffering a non-stop, 10,000 year depressive slump, his sons soon grew distant from him. Coincidentally, Mortarion's self-loathing was in itself contagious to his sons. Sooner or later the majority of the Death Guard also started to loathe themselves as disgraced abominations who are so ashamed by their own weakness in succumbing like giant pussies during the Horus Heresy, to the point that they decided that if they can't have their happy ending then no one will. What a bunch of selfish pricks. His most powerful son, [[Typhus]], got sick (as in both metaphorically and literally) of Mortarion's moaning and wasting Papa Nurgle's gift thus, and so he went independent to [[Get shit done|get shit done.]]<br /> <br /> Another Death Guard warleader, by the name of Thagus Daravek, got similar ideas but on a bigger scale. Through sorcery he realised the destiny that Abaddon was on course for, and tried to claim it for himself. Rounding up massive warbands, he became the Lord of Hosts, doing everything he could to wipe out nascent Black Legion. He even went so far as to bind the daemon that had been Iskandar Khayon's tutelary to him, giving him power over Khayon, and used this to follow the Black Legion into realspace. With Abaddon already mired in battle with the Black Templars he would have wiped them out, cleaned up the remaining Templars and sailed off into history. Only Khayon ordered the Black Legion fleet to do a runner, engaged Daravek aboard the '''Vengeful Spirit'', and chopped his head off. Good effort, at least.<br /> <br /> In theory, the Death Guard, like the Word Bearers, are one of the few Traitor Legions that still have some sort of cohesive centralized command structure. Mortarion commands seven Plague Companies, each consisting of multiple Sepsis Cohorts, which are divided into two Maladictums which in turn consist of seven Colonies. In practice, Mortarion rarely commands his minions (especially Typhus), and the forces of the Death Guard are so scattered that they are mainly divided into informal warbands called Vectoriums, mostly consisting of Colonies or Maladictums from the same Plague Company. <br /> <br /> As of the 42nd millennium, Papa Nurgle finally kicked Mortarion out of his bed and told him to get the fuck out and do something useful in his life. Suffice to say, the Death Guard saw what [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]] [[Thousand Sons|and friends]] did with [[Sortiarius]] and decide to do something similar. That is carve out their own mini-empire called the [[Scourge Stars]] right to the north of [[Ultramar]] so they can annoy and pester [[Roboute Guilliman|Big Blue Wonder]] for as much as Morty pleases. This act has cemented the Death Guard as Ultramar's [[That Guy|worst neighbor]] since the first Tyrannic War. Thus Mortarion and the Death Guard launched the '''Plague Wars''' after [[Roboute Guilliman|Grandpa Smurf's]] resurrection and the breakout of the Indomitus Crusade. <br /> <br /> During the [[Fate of Konor]], Mortarion and his bros decided to launch an assault on the star system. Whilst he had lost three of the planets (Unsurprising since Imperial players outnumbered Chaos players to an obscene level), through sheer grit and resistance, the Death Guard mange to take over the planet of Vanitor. Although even then, it was a pyrrhic victory at best since the Death Guard had to lob a lot of resources to finally turn the tide of the battle. They did manage to also take another planet called Drenthal, but they ultimately they lost the final, decisive battle to the Ultramarines. This was due to Mortarion putting all of their hopes and resources in a heavily corrupted former Eldar maiden-world turned into the Death Guard's very own Death Star, strapping continent-sized Space Hulks to it and dumping whatever forces he had left in the system onto its surface. Much like the alluded super-space station, it got blown into smithereens during the loyalist assault when strike teams penetrated deep into it's engine core and [[Awesome|manually detonated a cyclonic torpedo]]. After a few more battles things finally came to a head on Iax where Guilliman and Mortarion duked it out amidst the ruins of the planet before Nurgle recalled Morty back to the Scourge Stars. Apparently the other Chaos Gods had gotten jealous and wanted to take the Plague God's recently acquired real estate for themselves. And so, amidst what is assumed to be the expletive-ridden ranting by Mortarion at the chaos gods fucking him over again, the snide commentary of Typhus at yet another failure of his father and the hearty laughter of Ku'gath at the irony of it all, the Death Guard left Ultramar.<br /> <br /> After the fiasco of the Plague Wars, the Death Guard was forced to go back to their little turf to fend off Tzeentchian and Khornate shenanigans over the Scourge Stars. At the same time, Mortarion and his Death Guard also manage to meet face to face with the remnants of the Tau's fourth sphere forces. [[FATAL|You can imagine how ''that'' turned out.]]<br /> <br /> ==Daily Rituals of the Death Guard==<br /> 06:00 - The Death Guard awake in the hand-dug graves. Massive, 10,000 year hangovers and rotting ligaments make getting out of bed difficult, some are unable to be roused from their graves for hours.<br /> <br /> 08:00 - Morning Meal. A zombified serf prepares the meat of another rotting serf, alongside a bit of fungus. Marines who are unable to rise from their graves make due by eating the fungi that grow on their bodies.<br /> <br /> 08:30 - Morning Prayers. A prayer is dedicated to Papa Nurgle. Each Death Guard secretly wishes a Nurgmas present from Nurgle himself. None of them will receive a present.<br /> <br /> 09:30 - Morning Firing Rites. The Death Guard proceed to have target practice upon captured Imperial citizens. Its a win-win situation as the citizens are revived as zombies and the Death Guard gets experience. [[Noblebright|Nobody loses, everyone wins. Such is life.]] Well that is unless said Death Guard is a horrible shot (and when your joints and eyes are rotting, steady aim isn't an easy proposition), in which case the citizen's terror and pain is prolonged.<br /> <br /> 11:00 - Battle Practice. The Death Guard engage in battle practice within the mud swamps of the Plague Planet. Unfortunately, the [[Slaanesh|Pleasure Pits of Pussy Planet]] were booked for the day. The stuck Death Guard are now able to climb out.<br /> <br /> 12:00 - Tactical Indoctrination. The Death Guard plan out their latest campaign to spread Papa Nurgle's Gifts. Unlike traditional legions; the planning phase looks and sounds more like preparations for a party, rather than a tactical debriefing.<br /> <br /> 13:00 - Evening Meal. A medium meal is prepared by the zombified serfs. Most Death Guard prefer to order from [[Emprah Burgers|Chaos Burgers and McNurgle's]] as the food delivery is faster, and the quality is pretty much the same.<br /> <br /> 14:00 - Plague Checks. The Plague Surgeons now examine the Death Guard legion to see if any new diseases develop within their bodies. Typically nothing new happens, but they're always optimistic.<br /> <br /> 15:00 - Pet Training. The Death Guard now begin combat training with their daemonic beasts. Its mostly harmless (atleast for the marines), but will occasionally end up with a friendly &quot;fatality&quot; when said beast gets too enthusiastic.<br /> <br /> 16:00 - Evening Prayers. &lt;s&gt; This time Papa Nurgle has heeded the wishes of the Death Guard and has given them Nurgmas presents &lt;/s&gt; NO PRESENTS! THEY GOT THEIR PRESENTS ONCE, NOW IT'S SOMEONE ELSE'S TURN!<br /> <br /> 17:00 - Pet a Nurgling Period. The Death Guard are allowed to pet some of Papa Nurgle's blobs of rotting cutsies.<br /> <br /> 18:00 - Daily Nurgle Wedding. A local wedding is held by two love birds in the Plague Planet. Celebrations are held as the Death Guard congratulate the groom and bride. Much confusion is had as to which is the groom and which is the bride. The Death Guard attempt to coax Mortarion into leading the procession, but typically gets silence in response. The other response is angry sobbing. The Deathshroud are also visibly tense by this hour.<br /> <br /> 19:00 - Wedding Meal. A feast is held to congratulate the newly wed couple. Everyone is happy and the imperial citizens who were shot for target practice are now revived as zombies and are invited to see that not all things in Chaos are bad. Mortarion's revulsion at such happiness can be heard from his tower and the Deathshroud do their best to calm their lord. A common spectacle during this time is one or a few Deathshroud terminators flying out of Mortarion's tower after being blasted out by him in sheer rage. They live through the ordeal most of the time and the Deathshroud typically share a few moments of merriment with the party goers before shambling back to their posts.<br /> <br /> 22:00 - Rousing Mortarion. The Death Guard now try to get Mortarion to come out of his bedroom to join in nightly legion festivities, but the door is still locked and he continues to be a bitter resentful ass. They fail to rouse him, leaving as stews in his own muck (literally and figuratively). The Deathshroud outside his quarters are audibly heard sighing in disappointment.<br /> <br /> 23:00 - Free Time. The Death Guard have their free time where they pray to Nurgle, get as much disease as possible, help the locals, and be overall model citizens to those who inhabit the Plague Planet. Senior Captains attempt to get Mortarion to come out of his room, but can't make sense of the unending grumbling and metal objects being sharpened.<br /> <br /> 24:00 - Rest Time. The Death Guard go back to their graves and rest for a bit. Mortarion is still sulking as he plans where to spread Nurgle's gifts next. On rare occasions; Mortarion may actually leave his room, as the atmosphere is less cheerful and vibrant now, just how he likes it. Reports of him playing with his own menagerie of pet daemonic beasts in the middle of the night are unsubstantiated and will result in horrible dismemberment if he ever hears you mention it.<br /> <br /> == New models and Codex inbound ==<br /> That's right heretics, new models coming out, including the Daemon [[Primarch]] [[Mortarion]] himself! You can see it [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BceinBiT9jQhere in this video by Warhammer TV]. A Death Guard codex is also coming.<br /> <br /> [[https://www.warhammer-community.com/2017/05/23/warhammer-40000-launch-date-announced-may22gw-homepage-post-1/?utm_source=Facebook&amp;utm_medium=Facebook&amp;utm_campaign=WHTVDIannounceMay23&amp;utm_content=WHTVDIannounceMay23Q They're here!]]<br /> <br /> ==Gallery==<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> Image:Plague-marines.jpg|Death Guard Plague Marines, [[Cegorach|moar like AIDStartes, amirite? (Ha-Ha!)]]<br /> Image:PhDG.jpg‎|Not much difference...<br /> Image:Plague Marine Face.jpg‎|This is the face of someone happy with their decisions. He has never felt more alive.<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Template:Chaos-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Death_Guard&diff=170308 2017-11-29T05:54:39Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox Traitor Legion<br /> |Name = Death Guard<br /> |Heraldry = [[File:Deathguardlogo.png|250px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = None. The Death Guard fight in complete silence. <br /> |Original Name = Dusk Raiders<br /> |Number = XIV<br /> |Primarch = [[Mortarion]]<br /> |Original Homeworld = Barbarus<br /> |Current Homeworld = Plague Planet<br /> |Champion = [[Typhus]]<br /> |Specialty = Close assault, mass infantry formations, bio-warfare<br /> |Strength = Unknown; we can't tell the live ones from the dead ones<br /> |Allegiance = [[Nurgle]]<br /> |Colours = Green and brown, inevitably the most disgusting and nasty-looking shades of each.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Not a bad chap when you get to know him (and sooner or later, everyone gets to know him).&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Terry Pratchett, on Death (the character within the Discworld Novel Universe)<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Sometimes, when I'm alone, I like to cover myself in Vaseline and pretend I'm a slug.&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Internet Cancer<br /> <br /> The Death Guard are one of the nine [[Space Marine]] Legions who betrayed the [[Emperor]] during the [[Horus Heresy]], and became [[Chaos Space Marines]]. They worship the [[Chaos God]] [[Nurgle]] and in return he infests their armor with pestilence and disease. The Primarch of the Death Guard is [[Mortarion]], who has been elevated to [[Daemon Prince]] status. Their original homeworld of Barbarus was a septic tank disguised as a planet, entirely populated by country bumpkins (and a few Dark Eldar) and stank continuously of horseshit. Barbarus has since been destroyed (probably for the best). The new homeworld of the Death Guard is now the lazily named Plague Planet (&lt;strike&gt; it fucking rhymes too!&lt;/strike&gt; Actually it's an alliteration, which is still awful) where all the Galaxy's diseases from meningitis to crotch rot collect.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> Not many neckbeards dare to paint them up. Back during the Unification Wars of Terra, before the coming of Mortarion, they were known as the Dusk Raiders due to their early-evening assaults, using the confusion of the afternoon twilight to catch their enemies off-guard, during dinner. Because Mortarion had been endowed by the Emperor with the aspect of humanity's Teenage Edginess, he renamed his legion the Death Guard instead, and &lt;s&gt;had them repaint their armor to the charming colors of algae-green and mudslick brown white &lt;/s&gt; their armor was unpainted, save for a snot green trim and the legions heraldry. They got dirty after they started swimming in the drops.<br /> <br /> Due to living in the utter shithole (in their case, quite literally) that was Barbarus, where the local air was equivalent to huffing the engine exhaust from a Chinese cab, the Death Guard soon grew proud of their 'ridiculously tough beyond humanly possible' bodies, which made them resistant to almost all forms of poisons and diseases (didn't stop them from succumbing to Nurgle's Gift, hur hur!). Due to their affinity to biological and chemical elements (likely programed into their Geneseed as well), the Death Guard quickly became the Emperor's personal bio-chem experts. It wouldn't be a surprise if their main source of orbital bombardment was [[Exterminatus|Virus Bombs]]. In fact, they probably bathe in that shit on a daily basis. They also smoked ALOT of weed.<br /> <br /> Before the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard differed from the other 17 known Legions in that they had only seven Great Companies, although these held far more men than those of other Legions such as the [[Ultramarines]] or [[Space Wolves]]. There were three privileged titles held by captains of the Death Guard. The captain of the First Company was known as the First Captain, the captain of the Second Company was known as Commander, and the captain of the Seventh Company was known as Battle-Captain.<br /> <br /> The Death Guard tended to be organized into units of foot-slogging infantry, rather than mechanized squads (since the Death Guard themselves were already tough to the point they might as well have Hull Points). Mortarion ensured that his men were well-equipped and highly-trained. He also ensured that they could fight in almost any kind of atmosphere, and placed little emphasis on specialized units using jump packs or bikes. The Death Guard did not have dedicated Assault and Tactical Squads. Every Marine was equipped with a bolter, bolt pistol and close combat weapon and told to fight with whatever weapon circumstance dictated. The Legion was also well known for its use of Terminator Armour. Possibly as a result of this, the Death Guard were highly successful at high-risk boarding and close-quarter operations such as space hulk clearance.<br /> <br /> By the time of the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard was known to have had roughly 95,000 Space Marines.<br /> <br /> During the [[Horus Heresy|Galaxy's Greatest Hangover since the]] [[Fall of the Eldar|Fall of the Eldar]], the Death Guard and Mortarion were one of the traitor legions to rebel against [[Emperor|daddy]]. Within the Heresy, Mortarion's smaller fleet led a [[Fail|failed]] attempt on [[Prospero]] to convince [[Jaghatai Khan]] and the [[White Scars]] to join with them, only for &lt;s&gt;Genghis &lt;/s&gt; Jaghatai to tell the psychic-hating bigot to fuck off and thus, the White Scars and Death Guard battled to a stalemate. Some fight scenes later, Mortarion meets up with Typhus (then Typhon), who pulled a dick move and killed off the navigators, but convinced Mortarion that he could lead them to Terra. As you might suspect. Entering the [[Warp]] without a Navigator's help is just asking for something bad to happen. [[Rape|Then came the Destroyer Plague, and their fate was sealed. Their superhuman constitution and grim determination proved worthless against the Destroyer, and so they embraced Papa Nurgle to be freed from the plague and relieved of their suffering, at the cost of, well..... <br /> <br /> Mortarion also had a personal guard, the speechless and silent Death Shroud, who were known to be within 49 (Get it? Nurgle's holy number is seven and 49 is seven squared?) paces of their Primarch, Morty.<br /> Oh, and they enjoyed drinking a cup of venomous, poison bile to commemorate victory. Mortarion drinks that stuff like water, though his captains have trouble holding their guts inside after drinking.<br /> All in all, the Death Guard were stoic, poison-drinking, sour-faced martial warriors before [[Horus]] threw his [[Horus Heresy|surprise birthday bash]], and ended up rotting avatars of &lt;s&gt;[[AIDS]]&lt;/s&gt;, Syphilis, and decay by the time the party was finished. Just like [[That Guy|that ONE GUY]] who always shows up.<br /> <br /> ==Post-Heresy==<br /> [[File:Death Guard Assraping Tau.jpg|650px|right|thumb|After being repulsed by one kind of [[Ultramarines|Blueberries]], Mortarion and co decided to compensate the loss by [[Anal Circumference|venting]] [[rage|their frustration]] upon another pile of [[Tau|Blueberries.]]]]<br /> <br /> So the Death Guard and the rest of the Traitor legions failed (what were they even trying to do again?) and were kicked to the [[Eye of Terror]] to do their daemonic stuff in private. The Death Guard, along with any non-[[Word Bearers]] or [[Black Legion]] factions, soon broke apart into splintering warbands. The split of the Death Guard can be contributed to [[Mortarion]] being a lazy and mopey fuckwit; punishing himself for what he's done to humanity and his sons and constantly bitching about why he's a bad person and how he's not cutting his wrists just for attention and trying to justify why he's always wearing black. What with daddy reaper suffering a non-stop, 10,000 year depressive slump, his sons soon grew distant from him. Coincidentally, Mortarion's self-loathing was in itself contagious to his sons. Sooner or later the majority of the Death Guard also started to loathe themselves as disgraced abominations who are so ashamed by their own weakness in succumbing like giant pussies during the Horus Heresy, to the point that they decided that if they can't have their happy ending then no one will. What a bunch of selfish pricks. His most powerful son, [[Typhus]], got sick (as in both metaphorically and literally) of Mortarion's moaning and wasting Papa Nurgle's gift thus, and so he went independent to [[Get shit done|get shit done.]]<br /> <br /> Another Death Guard warleader, by the name of Thagus Daravek, got similar ideas but on a bigger scale. Through sorcery he realised the destiny that Abaddon was on course for, and tried to claim it for himself. Rounding up massive warbands, he became the Lord of Hosts, doing everything he could to wipe out nascent Black Legion. He even went so far as to bind the daemon that had been Iskandar Khayon's tutelary to him, giving him power over Khayon, and used this to follow the Black Legion into realspace. With Abaddon already mired in battle with the Black Templars he would have wiped them out, cleaned up the remaining Templars and sailed off into history. Only Khayon ordered the Black Legion fleet to do a runner, engaged Daravek aboard the '''Vengeful Spirit'', and chopped his head off. Good effort, at least.<br /> <br /> In theory, the Death Guard, like the Word Bearers, are one of the few Traitor Legions that still have some sort of cohesive centralized command structure. Mortarion commands seven Plague Companies, each consisting of multiple Sepsis Cohorts, which are divided into two Maladictums which in turn consist of seven Colonies. In practice, Mortarion rarely commands his minions (especially Typhus), and the forces of the Death Guard are so scattered that they are mainly divided into informal warbands called Vectoriums, mostly consisting of Colonies or Maladictums from the same Plague Company. <br /> <br /> As of the 42nd millennium, Papa Nurgle finally kicked Mortarion out of his bed and told him to get the fuck out and do something useful in his life. Suffice to say, the Death Guard saw what [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]] [[Thousand Sons|and friends]] did with [[Sortiarius]] and decide to do something similar. That is carve out their own mini-empire called the [[Scourge Stars]] right to the north of [[Ultramar]] so they can annoy and pester [[Roboute Guilliman|Big Blue Wonder]] for as much as Morty pleases. This act has cemented the Death Guard as Ultramar's [[That Guy|worst neighbor]] since the first Tyrannic War. Thus Mortarion and the Death Guard launched the '''Plague Wars''' after [[Roboute Guilliman|Grandpa Smurf's]] resurrection and the breakout of the Indomitus Crusade. <br /> <br /> During the [[Fate of Konor]], Mortarion and his bros decided to launch an assault on the star system. Whilst he had lost three of the planets (Unsurprising since Imperial players outnumbered Chaos players to an obscene level), through sheer grit and resistance, the Death Guard mange to take over the planet of Vanitor. Although even then, it was a pyrrhic victory at best since the Death Guard had to lob a lot of resources to finally turn the tide of the battle. They did manage to also take another planet called Drenthal, but they ultimately they lost the final, decisive battle to the Ultramarines. This was due to Mortarion putting all of their hopes and resources in a heavily corrupted former Eldar maiden-world turned into the Death Guard's very own Death Star, strapping continent-sized Space Hulks to it and dumping whatever forces he had left in the system onto its surface. Much like the alluded super-space station, it got blown into smithereens during the loyalist assault when strike teams penetrated deep into it's engine core and [[Awesome|manually detonated a cyclonic torpedo]]. After a few more battles things finally came to a head on Iax where Guilliman and Mortarion duked it out amidst the ruins of the planet before Nurgle recalled Morty back to the Scourge Stars. Apparently the other Chaos Gods had gotten jealous and wanted to take the Plague God's recently acquired real estate for themselves. And so, amidst what is assumed to be the expletive-ridden ranting by Mortarion at the chaos gods fucking him over again, the snide commentary of Typhus at yet another failure of his father and the hearty laughter of Ku'gath at the irony of it all, the Death Guard left Ultramar.<br /> <br /> After the fiasco of the Plague Wars, the Death Guard was forced to go back to their little turf to fend off Tzeentchian and Khornate shenanigans over the Scourge Stars. At the same time, Mortarion and his Death Guard also manage to meet face to face with the remnants of the Tau's fourth sphere forces. [[FATAL|You can imagine how ''that'' turned out.]]<br /> <br /> ==Daily Rituals of the Death Guard==<br /> 06:00 - The Death Guard awake in the hand-dug graves. Massive, 10,000 year hangovers and rotting ligaments make getting out of bed difficult, some are unable to be roused from their graves for hours.<br /> <br /> 08:00 - Morning Meal. A zombified serf prepares the meat of another rotting serf, alongside a bit of fungus. Marines who are unable to rise from their graves make due by eating the fungi that grow on their bodies.<br /> <br /> 08:30 - Morning Prayers. A prayer is dedicated to Papa Nurgle. Each Death Guard secretly wishes a Nurgmas present from Nurgle himself. None of them will receive a present.<br /> <br /> 09:30 - Morning Firing Rites. The Death Guard proceed to have target practice upon captured Imperial citizens. Its a win-win situation as the citizens are revived as zombies and the Death Guard gets experience. [[Noblebright|Nobody loses, everyone wins. Such is life.]] Well that is unless said Death Guard is a horrible shot (and when your joints and eyes are rotting, steady aim isn't an easy proposition), in which case the citizen's terror and pain is prolonged.<br /> <br /> 11:00 - Battle Practice. The Death Guard engage in battle practice within the mud swamps of the Plague Planet. Unfortunately, the [[Slaanesh|Pleasure Pits of Pussy Planet]] were booked for the day. The stuck Death Guard are now able to climb out.<br /> <br /> 12:00 - Tactical Indoctrination. The Death Guard plan out their latest campaign to spread Papa Nurgle's Gifts. Unlike traditional legions; the planning phase looks and sounds more like preparations for a party, rather than a tactical debriefing.<br /> <br /> 13:00 - Evening Meal. A medium meal is prepared by the zombified serfs. Most Death Guard prefer to order from [[Emprah Burgers|Chaos Burgers and McNurgle's]] as the food delivery is faster, and the quality is pretty much the same.<br /> <br /> 14:00 - Plague Checks. The Plague Surgeons now examine the Death Guard legion to see if any new diseases develop within their bodies. Typically nothing new happens, but they're always optimistic.<br /> <br /> 15:00 - Pet Training. The Death Guard now begin combat training with their daemonic beasts. Its mostly harmless (atleast for the marines), but will occasionally end up with a friendly &quot;fatality&quot; when said beast gets too enthusiastic.<br /> <br /> 16:00 - Evening Prayers. &lt;s&gt; This time Papa Nurgle has heeded the wishes of the Death Guard and has given them Nurgmas presents &lt;/s&gt; NO PRESENTS! THEY GOT THEIR PRESENTS ONCE, NOW IT'S SOMEONE ELSE'S TURN!<br /> <br /> 17:00 - Pet a Nurgling Period. The Death Guard are allowed to pet some of Papa Nurgle's blobs of rotting cutsies.<br /> <br /> 18:00 - Daily Nurgle Wedding. A local wedding is held by two love birds in the Plague Planet. Celebrations are held as the Death Guard congratulate the groom and bride. Much confusion is had as to which is the groom and which is the bride. The Death Guard attempt to coax Mortarion into leading the procession, but typically gets silence in response. The other response is angry sobbing. The Deathshroud are also visibly tense by this hour.<br /> <br /> 19:00 - Wedding Meal. A feast is held to congratulate the newly wed couple. Everyone is happy and the imperial citizens who were shot for target practice are now revived as zombies and are invited to see that not all things in Chaos are bad. Mortarion's revulsion at such happiness can be heard from his tower and the Deathshroud do their best to calm their lord. A common spectacle during this time is one or a few Deathshroud terminators flying out of Mortarion's tower after being blasted out by him in sheer rage. They live through the ordeal most of the time and the Deathshroud typically share a few moments of merriment with the party goers before shambling back to their posts.<br /> <br /> 22:00 - Rousing Mortarion. The Death Guard now try to get Mortarion to come out of his bedroom to join in nightly legion festivities, but the door is still locked and he continues to be a bitter resentful ass. They fail to rouse him, leaving as stews in his own muck (literally and figuratively). The Deathshroud outside his quarters are audibly heard sighing in disappointment.<br /> <br /> 23:00 - Free Time. The Death Guard have their free time where they pray to Nurgle, get as much disease as possible, help the locals, and be overall model citizens to those who inhabit the Plague Planet. Senior Captains attempt to get Mortarion to come out of his room, but can't make sense of the unending grumbling and metal objects being sharpened.<br /> <br /> 24:00 - Rest Time. The Death Guard go back to their graves and rest for a bit. Mortarion is still sulking as he plans where to spread Nurgle's gifts next. On rare occasions; Mortarion may actually leave his room, as the atmosphere is less cheerful and vibrant now, just how he likes it. Reports of him playing with his own menagerie of pet daemonic beasts in the middle of the night are unsubstantiated and will result in horrible dismemberment if he ever hears you mention it.<br /> <br /> == New models and Codex inbound ==<br /> That's right heretics, new models coming out, including the Daemon [[Primarch]] [[Mortarion]] himself! You can see it [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BceinBiT9jQhere in this video by Warhammer TV]. A Death Guard codex is also coming.<br /> <br /> [[https://www.warhammer-community.com/2017/05/23/warhammer-40000-launch-date-announced-may22gw-homepage-post-1/?utm_source=Facebook&amp;utm_medium=Facebook&amp;utm_campaign=WHTVDIannounceMay23&amp;utm_content=WHTVDIannounceMay23Q They're here!]]<br /> <br /> ==Gallery==<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> Image:Plague-marines.jpg|Death Guard Plague Marines, [[Cegorach|moar like AIDStartes, amirite? (Ha-Ha!)]]<br /> Image:PhDG.jpg‎|Not much difference...<br /> Image:Plague Marine Face.jpg‎|This is the face of someone happy with their decisions. He has never felt more alive.<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Template:Chaos-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Death_Guard&diff=170307 2017-11-29T05:53:37Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div><br /> {{Infobox Traitor Legion<br /> |Name = Death Guard<br /> |Heraldry = [[File:Deathguardlogo.png|250px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = None. The Death Guard fight in complete silence. <br /> |Original Name = Dusk Raiders<br /> |Number = XIV<br /> |Primarch = [[Mortarion]]<br /> |Original Homeworld = Barbarus<br /> |Current Homeworld = Plague Planet<br /> |Champion = [[Typhus]]<br /> |Specialty = Close assault, mass infantry formations, bio-warfare<br /> |Strength = Unknown; we can't tell the live ones from the dead ones<br /> |Allegiance = [[Nurgle]]<br /> |Colours = Green and brown, inevitably the most disgusting and nasty-looking shades of each.<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Not a bad chap when you get to know him (and sooner or later, everyone gets to know him).&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Terry Pratchett, on Death (the character within the Discworld Novel Universe)<br /> <br /> ''&quot;Sometimes, when I'm alone, I like to cover myself in Vaseline and pretend I'm a slug.&quot;''&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> -Internet Cancer<br /> <br /> The Death Guard are one of the nine [[Space Marine]] Legions who betrayed the [[Emperor]] during the [[Horus Heresy]], and became [[Chaos Space Marines]]. They worship the [[Chaos God]] [[Nurgle]] and in return he infests their armor with pestilence and disease. The Primarch of the Death Guard is [[Mortarion]], who has been elevated to [[Daemon Prince]] status. Their original homeworld of Barbarus was a septic tank disguised as a planet, entirely populated by country bumpkins (and a few Dark Eldar) and stank continuously of horseshit. Barbarus has since been destroyed (probably for the best). The new homeworld of the Death Guard is now the lazily named Plague Planet (&lt;strike&gt; it fucking rhymes too!&lt;/strike&gt; Actually it's an alliteration, which is still awful) where all the Galaxy's diseases from meningitis to crotch rot collect.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> Not many neckbeards dare to paint them up. Back during the Unification Wars of Terra, before the coming of Mortarion, they were known as the Dusk Raiders due to their early-evening assaults, using the confusion of the afternoon twilight to catch their enemies off-guard, during dinner. Because Mortarion had been endowed by the Emperor with the aspect of humanity's Teenage Edginess, he renamed his legion the Death Guard instead, and &lt;s&gt;had them repaint their armor to the charming colors of algae-green and mudslick brown white &lt;/s&gt; their armor was unpainted, save for a snot green trim and the legions heraldry. They got dirty after they started swimming in the drops.<br /> <br /> Due to living in the utter shithole (in their case, quite literally) that was Barbarus, where the local air was equivalent to huffing the engine exhaust from a Chinese cab, the Death Guard soon grew proud of their 'ridiculously tough beyond humanly possible' bodies, which made them resistant to almost all forms of poisons and diseases (didn't stop them from succumbing to Nurgle's Gift, hur hur!). Due to their affinity to biological and chemical elements (likely programed into their Geneseed as well), the Death Guard quickly became the Emperor's personal bio-chem experts. It wouldn't be a surprise if their main source of orbital bombardment was [[Exterminatus|Virus Bombs]]. In fact, they probably bathe in that shit on a daily basis. They were also morbid as fuck.<br /> <br /> Before the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard differed from the other 17 known Legions in that they had only seven Great Companies, although these held far more men than those of other Legions such as the [[Ultramarines]] or [[Space Wolves]]. There were three privileged titles held by captains of the Death Guard. The captain of the First Company was known as the First Captain, the captain of the Second Company was known as Commander, and the captain of the Seventh Company was known as Battle-Captain.<br /> <br /> The Death Guard tended to be organized into units of foot-slogging infantry, rather than mechanized squads (since the Death Guard themselves were already tough to the point they might as well have Hull Points). Mortarion ensured that his men were well-equipped and highly-trained. He also ensured that they could fight in almost any kind of atmosphere, and placed little emphasis on specialized units using jump packs or bikes. The Death Guard did not have dedicated Assault and Tactical Squads. Every Marine was equipped with a bolter, bolt pistol and close combat weapon and told to fight with whatever weapon circumstance dictated. The Legion was also well known for its use of Terminator Armour. Possibly as a result of this, the Death Guard were highly successful at high-risk boarding and close-quarter operations such as space hulk clearance.<br /> <br /> By the time of the Horus Heresy, the Death Guard was known to have had roughly 95,000 Space Marines.<br /> <br /> During the [[Horus Heresy|Galaxy's Greatest Hangover since the]] [[Fall of the Eldar|Fall of the Eldar]], the Death Guard and Mortarion were one of the traitor legions to rebel against [[Emperor|daddy]]. Within the Heresy, Mortarion's smaller fleet led a [[Fail|failed]] attempt on [[Prospero]] to convince [[Jaghatai Khan]] and the [[White Scars]] to join with them, only for &lt;s&gt;Genghis &lt;/s&gt; Jaghatai to tell the psychic-hating bigot to fuck off and thus, the White Scars and Death Guard battled to a stalemate. Some fight scenes later, Mortarion meets up with Typhus (then Typhon), who pulled a dick move and killed off the navigators, but convinced Mortarion that he could lead them to Terra. As you might suspect. Entering the [[Warp]] without a Navigator's help is just asking for something bad to happen. [[Rape|Then came the Destroyer Plague, and their fate was sealed. Their superhuman constitution and grim determination proved worthless against the Destroyer, and so they embraced Papa Nurgle to be freed from the plague and relieved of their suffering, at the cost of, well..... <br /> <br /> Mortarion also had a personal guard, the speechless and silent Death Shroud, who were known to be within 49 (Get it? Nurgle's holy number is seven and 49 is seven squared?) paces of their Primarch, Morty.<br /> Oh, and they enjoyed drinking a cup of venomous, poison bile to commemorate victory. Mortarion drinks that stuff like water, though his captains have trouble holding their guts inside after drinking.<br /> All in all, the Death Guard were stoic, poison-drinking, sour-faced martial warriors before [[Horus]] threw his [[Horus Heresy|surprise birthday bash]], and ended up rotting avatars of &lt;s&gt;[[AIDS]]&lt;/s&gt;, Syphilis, and decay by the time the party was finished. Just like [[That Guy|that ONE GUY]] who always shows up.<br /> <br /> ==Post-Heresy==<br /> [[File:Death Guard Assraping Tau.jpg|650px|right|thumb|After being repulsed by one kind of [[Ultramarines|Blueberries]], Mortarion and co decided to compensate the loss by [[Anal Circumference|venting]] [[rage|their frustration]] upon another pile of [[Tau|Blueberries.]]]]<br /> <br /> So the Death Guard and the rest of the Traitor legions failed (what were they even trying to do again?) and were kicked to the [[Eye of Terror]] to do their daemonic stuff in private. The Death Guard, along with any non-[[Word Bearers]] or [[Black Legion]] factions, soon broke apart into splintering warbands. The split of the Death Guard can be contributed to [[Mortarion]] being a lazy and mopey fuckwit; punishing himself for what he's done to humanity and his sons and constantly bitching about why he's a bad person and how he's not cutting his wrists just for attention and trying to justify why he's always wearing black. What with daddy reaper suffering a non-stop, 10,000 year depressive slump, his sons soon grew distant from him. Coincidentally, Mortarion's self-loathing was in itself contagious to his sons. Sooner or later the majority of the Death Guard also started to loathe themselves as disgraced abominations who are so ashamed by their own weakness in succumbing like giant pussies during the Horus Heresy, to the point that they decided that if they can't have their happy ending then no one will. What a bunch of selfish pricks. His most powerful son, [[Typhus]], got sick (as in both metaphorically and literally) of Mortarion's moaning and wasting Papa Nurgle's gift thus, and so he went independent to [[Get shit done|get shit done.]]<br /> <br /> Another Death Guard warleader, by the name of Thagus Daravek, got similar ideas but on a bigger scale. Through sorcery he realised the destiny that Abaddon was on course for, and tried to claim it for himself. Rounding up massive warbands, he became the Lord of Hosts, doing everything he could to wipe out nascent Black Legion. He even went so far as to bind the daemon that had been Iskandar Khayon's tutelary to him, giving him power over Khayon, and used this to follow the Black Legion into realspace. With Abaddon already mired in battle with the Black Templars he would have wiped them out, cleaned up the remaining Templars and sailed off into history. Only Khayon ordered the Black Legion fleet to do a runner, engaged Daravek aboard the '''Vengeful Spirit'', and chopped his head off. Good effort, at least.<br /> <br /> In theory, the Death Guard, like the Word Bearers, are one of the few Traitor Legions that still have some sort of cohesive centralized command structure. Mortarion commands seven Plague Companies, each consisting of multiple Sepsis Cohorts, which are divided into two Maladictums which in turn consist of seven Colonies. In practice, Mortarion rarely commands his minions (especially Typhus), and the forces of the Death Guard are so scattered that they are mainly divided into informal warbands called Vectoriums, mostly consisting of Colonies or Maladictums from the same Plague Company. <br /> <br /> As of the 42nd millennium, Papa Nurgle finally kicked Mortarion out of his bed and told him to get the fuck out and do something useful in his life. Suffice to say, the Death Guard saw what [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]] [[Thousand Sons|and friends]] did with [[Sortiarius]] and decide to do something similar. That is carve out their own mini-empire called the [[Scourge Stars]] right to the north of [[Ultramar]] so they can annoy and pester [[Roboute Guilliman|Big Blue Wonder]] for as much as Morty pleases. This act has cemented the Death Guard as Ultramar's [[That Guy|worst neighbor]] since the first Tyrannic War. Thus Mortarion and the Death Guard launched the '''Plague Wars''' after [[Roboute Guilliman|Grandpa Smurf's]] resurrection and the breakout of the Indomitus Crusade. <br /> <br /> During the [[Fate of Konor]], Mortarion and his bros decided to launch an assault on the star system. Whilst he had lost three of the planets (Unsurprising since Imperial players outnumbered Chaos players to an obscene level), through sheer grit and resistance, the Death Guard mange to take over the planet of Vanitor. Although even then, it was a pyrrhic victory at best since the Death Guard had to lob a lot of resources to finally turn the tide of the battle. They did manage to also take another planet called Drenthal, but they ultimately they lost the final, decisive battle to the Ultramarines. This was due to Mortarion putting all of their hopes and resources in a heavily corrupted former Eldar maiden-world turned into the Death Guard's very own Death Star, strapping continent-sized Space Hulks to it and dumping whatever forces he had left in the system onto its surface. Much like the alluded super-space station, it got blown into smithereens during the loyalist assault when strike teams penetrated deep into it's engine core and [[Awesome|manually detonated a cyclonic torpedo]]. After a few more battles things finally came to a head on Iax where Guilliman and Mortarion duked it out amidst the ruins of the planet before Nurgle recalled Morty back to the Scourge Stars. Apparently the other Chaos Gods had gotten jealous and wanted to take the Plague God's recently acquired real estate for themselves. And so, amidst what is assumed to be the expletive-ridden ranting by Mortarion at the chaos gods fucking him over again, the snide commentary of Typhus at yet another failure of his father and the hearty laughter of Ku'gath at the irony of it all, the Death Guard left Ultramar.<br /> <br /> After the fiasco of the Plague Wars, the Death Guard was forced to go back to their little turf to fend off Tzeentchian and Khornate shenanigans over the Scourge Stars. At the same time, Mortarion and his Death Guard also manage to meet face to face with the remnants of the Tau's fourth sphere forces. [[FATAL|You can imagine how ''that'' turned out.]]<br /> <br /> ==Daily Rituals of the Death Guard==<br /> 06:00 - The Death Guard awake in the hand-dug graves. Massive, 10,000 year hangovers and rotting ligaments make getting out of bed difficult, some are unable to be roused from their graves for hours.<br /> <br /> 08:00 - Morning Meal. A zombified serf prepares the meat of another rotting serf, alongside a bit of fungus. Marines who are unable to rise from their graves make due by eating the fungi that grow on their bodies.<br /> <br /> 08:30 - Morning Prayers. A prayer is dedicated to Papa Nurgle. Each Death Guard secretly wishes a Nurgmas present from Nurgle himself. None of them will receive a present.<br /> <br /> 09:30 - Morning Firing Rites. The Death Guard proceed to have target practice upon captured Imperial citizens. Its a win-win situation as the citizens are revived as zombies and the Death Guard gets experience. [[Noblebright|Nobody loses, everyone wins. Such is life.]] Well that is unless said Death Guard is a horrible shot (and when your joints and eyes are rotting, steady aim isn't an easy proposition), in which case the citizen's terror and pain is prolonged.<br /> <br /> 11:00 - Battle Practice. The Death Guard engage in battle practice within the mud swamps of the Plague Planet. Unfortunately, the [[Slaanesh|Pleasure Pits of Pussy Planet]] were booked for the day. The stuck Death Guard are now able to climb out.<br /> <br /> 12:00 - Tactical Indoctrination. The Death Guard plan out their latest campaign to spread Papa Nurgle's Gifts. Unlike traditional legions; the planning phase looks and sounds more like preparations for a party, rather than a tactical debriefing.<br /> <br /> 13:00 - Evening Meal. A medium meal is prepared by the zombified serfs. Most Death Guard prefer to order from [[Emprah Burgers|Chaos Burgers and McNurgle's]] as the food delivery is faster, and the quality is pretty much the same.<br /> <br /> 14:00 - Plague Checks. The Plague Surgeons now examine the Death Guard legion to see if any new diseases develop within their bodies. Typically nothing new happens, but they're always optimistic.<br /> <br /> 15:00 - Pet Training. The Death Guard now begin combat training with their daemonic beasts. Its mostly harmless (atleast for the marines), but will occasionally end up with a friendly &quot;fatality&quot; when said beast gets too enthusiastic.<br /> <br /> 16:00 - Evening Prayers. &lt;s&gt; This time Papa Nurgle has heeded the wishes of the Death Guard and has given them Nurgmas presents &lt;/s&gt; NO PRESENTS! THEY GOT THEIR PRESENTS ONCE, NOW IT'S SOMEONE ELSE'S TURN!<br /> <br /> 17:00 - Pet a Nurgling Period. The Death Guard are allowed to pet some of Papa Nurgle's blobs of rotting cutsies.<br /> <br /> 18:00 - Daily Nurgle Wedding. A local wedding is held by two love birds in the Plague Planet. Celebrations are held as the Death Guard congratulate the groom and bride. Much confusion is had as to which is the groom and which is the bride. The Death Guard attempt to coax Mortarion into leading the procession, but typically gets silence in response. The other response is angry sobbing. The Deathshroud are also visibly tense by this hour.<br /> <br /> 19:00 - Wedding Meal. A feast is held to congratulate the newly wed couple. Everyone is happy and the imperial citizens who were shot for target practice are now revived as zombies and are invited to see that not all things in Chaos are bad. Mortarion's revulsion at such happiness can be heard from his tower and the Deathshroud do their best to calm their lord. A common spectacle during this time is one or a few Deathshroud terminators flying out of Mortarion's tower after being blasted out by him in sheer rage. They live through the ordeal most of the time and the Deathshroud typically share a few moments of merriment with the party goers before shambling back to their posts.<br /> <br /> 22:00 - Rousing Mortarion. The Death Guard now try to get Mortarion to come out of his bedroom to join in nightly legion festivities, but the door is still locked and he continues to be a bitter resentful ass. They fail to rouse him, leaving as stews in his own muck (literally and figuratively). The Deathshroud outside his quarters are audibly heard sighing in disappointment.<br /> <br /> 23:00 - Free Time. The Death Guard have their free time where they pray to Nurgle, get as much disease as possible, help the locals, and be overall model citizens to those who inhabit the Plague Planet. Senior Captains attempt to get Mortarion to come out of his room, but can't make sense of the unending grumbling and metal objects being sharpened.<br /> <br /> 24:00 - Rest Time. The Death Guard go back to their graves and rest for a bit. Mortarion is still sulking as he plans where to spread Nurgle's gifts next. On rare occasions; Mortarion may actually leave his room, as the atmosphere is less cheerful and vibrant now, just how he likes it. Reports of him playing with his own menagerie of pet daemonic beasts in the middle of the night are unsubstantiated and will result in horrible dismemberment if he ever hears you mention it.<br /> <br /> == New models and Codex inbound ==<br /> That's right heretics, new models coming out, including the Daemon [[Primarch]] [[Mortarion]] himself! You can see it [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BceinBiT9jQhere in this video by Warhammer TV]. A Death Guard codex is also coming.<br /> <br /> [[https://www.warhammer-community.com/2017/05/23/warhammer-40000-launch-date-announced-may22gw-homepage-post-1/?utm_source=Facebook&amp;utm_medium=Facebook&amp;utm_campaign=WHTVDIannounceMay23&amp;utm_content=WHTVDIannounceMay23Q They're here!]]<br /> <br /> ==Gallery==<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> Image:Plague-marines.jpg|Death Guard Plague Marines, [[Cegorach|moar like AIDStartes, amirite? (Ha-Ha!)]]<br /> Image:PhDG.jpg‎|Not much difference...<br /> Image:Plague Marine Face.jpg‎|This is the face of someone happy with their decisions. He has never felt more alive.<br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Template:Chaos-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Perturabo&diff=377723 2017-11-29T05:34:57Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div>[[File:Perturabo.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Resentment and hatred even Angron could learn from....]]<br /> ''&quot;Tell them ruin has come to their world, death, despair and red war...''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them their hopes and pride have come to nothing.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them their empty whispers fall upon deaf ears - their gods are dead, human logic has killed them.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them the [[Space Marines|Angels of Death]] have come.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them that nothing can save them now.&quot;''<br /> <br /> <br /> {{Topquote|No one becomes depraved all at once.|Juvenal, Satires}}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|It is a man's own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways.|Gautama Buddha}}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|I'm the bad guy? How'd that happen? I did everything they told me to.|2=[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLmuF-0P4tk William Foster]}}<br /> <br /> '''Perturabo''', '''&quot;The Lord of Iron&quot;''', is the Primarch of the [[Iron Warriors]].<br /> <br /> ==Origins==<br /> Perturabo's first memory is finding himself halfway up a cliff with no idea how or why he got there. All he knew was that he could see this [[Eye of Terror|great ugly spot]] in the sky that seemed to be watching him. Without any other information to go on he climbed the rest of the way and reached the top of the cliff where he found a squad of soldiers waiting to take the boy to their king. When being asked of his origins, Perturabo found that he could speak the language, he knew his own name, was proficient in combat, could merely look upon objects and materials to know their constructive properties, he had an instinctive mastery of mathematics and engineering, could determine people's character like a psychologist just by watching them, and could reason matters of logic and philosophy from the get go.<br /> <br /> This is what makes Perturabo different from all of his brothers; where each Primarch landed on their world, they spent their formative years being shaped by their experiences and exposure to learning. Where [[Fulgrim]] and [[Sanguinius]] were found as near-helpless babes and raised to appreciate the finer side of art and humanities, Perturabo already knew about artifice and ethics. Where [[Lorgar]] and [[Magnus]] were taken in by scholars and practically consumed information until there was nothing left, Perturabo already knew everything in the textbooks and didn't need to be taught. Where [[Vulkan]] was raised as the son of a blacksmith and learned craft through apprenticeship, Perturabo's literal first task upon being presented to his &quot;father&quot; was to forge a ''perfect'' sword faster than any craftsman on the planet. Perturabo considered himself robbed of the sense of wonder he might have felt at looking on impressive works of art or learning how to do things the long way, if he did not already know how they were created and could critique them. <br /> <br /> The only things Perturabo didn't know was what he was doing before he awoke on the cliffside, and why the sky was [[Eye of Terror|watching his every move]]. He was told that before his recollection started, there were tales of a boy descending from the mountains and killing monsters on his own, but Perturabo had no recollection of any of that. So naturally he would appear a bit jaded and suspicious. Why would he already have access to so much information? but why would he have no memory of his past? and why was he the only one who could see that DAMNED INTRUSIVE eye in the sky? This wouldn't be helped when the his adoptive &quot;father&quot; only seemed to see the opportunity that Perturabo represented, rather than as a son to raise or a brother to be admired. Perturabo was going to be used as a tool of war and he knew it. <br /> <br /> The older fluff initially stated that the only lesson Olympia had to teach him was of his own superiority, the truth was much closer than that: with all this inherent knowledge, strength and skill, Perturabo was used as a kind of [[Angron|prize fighter]], paraded against the Tyrant king's enemies, humiliating them with displays of superior artistry, rhetoric and if need be, combat. He beat everyone effortlessly, vehemently refuting their claims of [[Emperor|his divinity]] and thought of them as ignorant fools, even going so far as to recite the story of [[Magnus|Plato's cave]] to demonstrate how wrong they were, though he did concede that he was created by no human artifice, just not gods. He also grew tired of being used endlessly for the pursuit of supremacy, reasoning that his skills could be put towards architecture and engineering, to make a better life for all but instead he was used as a weapon and he resented it. He knew he was better than all of them, but due the constant political backstabbery of the court, mixed with their [[Ecclesiarchy|retarded religion]], Perturabo was constantly bombarded by pestering luddites and disbelieving idiots who did not believe what he was capable of, yet he had no way to properly demonstrate it thanks to the technological limitations of the world he was marooned on.<br /> <br /> Before he knew the full measure of what he was, Perturabo was a cultivated-scholar and a gentle man of peace. He lived for the utopian ideal of peace, freedom and enlightenment for all mankind and he was all for [[Reasonable Marines|stopping conflicts through diplomacy if at all possible.]] His foster-father was a tyrannical asshole, and dismissed all of Perturabo's artful designs for theatres, museums, bridges as [[Fail|follies]] and kept expecting Perturabo to perform the function of weapon and take over the world for him ''(so his family life was a tad strained)''. After [[Emperor|E-Money]] showed up on the East Side lookin' for his home-boys up in the 'hood, Perturabo had already taken over the planet for his other father and was ready to leave his petty little world in search for greater things. In joining the Imperium, he thought he was home.<br /> <br /> Unfortunately for Perturabo, the Imperium was EXACTLY like Olympia, its leader had no real desire for a diplomat/artist/philospher when all the Emperor wanted was a general. Perturabo's real father was every bit the tyrannical asshole his other parent had been, only thinking to use Perturabo's skills in matter of war, rather than construction and peace... only this &quot;father&quot; was shinier and kinda '''GOD'''like. <br /> <br /> [[FAIL|Oh, but Perturabo had already figured out on the day of his first memory that gods couldn't exist and were not worthy of his devotion.]]<br /> <br /> ==Great Crusade==<br /> [[File:Perturabo_Portrait.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Perturabo's default expression throughout the Great Crusade, that of a man learning his dog shat on the carpet.]]<br /> <br /> When they first met on the mountains of Olympia, the Emperor looked into Perturabo's mind and named him his '''Lord of Iron'''. He placed enough faith in Perturabo to expect him to do all of the unrelenting, indefatigable and thankless tasks, knowing full-well the starry-eyed Perturabo was entirely sold on this whole &quot;utopia&quot; idea that he would do &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; to see it through. So if daddy needed a general, Perturabo was going to damn-well give him a general and Perturabo was going apply himself in the same clinical, detached and heartless manner that he always did. The utopian dream of the Imperium came first, all other &quot;human&quot; foibles came second.<br /> <br /> Compared to his brothers, Perturabo spent a surprisingly short period of time on Terra getting to learn how the Imperium functioned and was put in command of his Legion within a year. Though after he was re-united with his Legion, he went full Tyrant himself. His ''first'' act as Commander was familiarize himself with the history of his Legion; his ''second'' was to enact the ancient tradition of [[Exterminatus|Decimation]], where one-in-ten soldiers ''(determined by lottery)'' would be beaten to death by the other nine. Most of the other Primarchs declared that Perturabo was insane, but the Emperor let it slide as Perturabo's reasoning being: ''&quot;[[What|Not that they had failed... instead they had not reached their potential.]]&quot;'' Therefore it was not enough to be merely superior, but Perturabo decided that his legion should have been supreme. [[Roboute Guilliman]] was particularly critical of this, as he had known several of the Iron Warriors selected to die personally and objected to what he viewed as their unnecessary deaths. <br /> <br /> It's worth noting that decimation originally applied to serious offenses like mutiny, or after a humiliating defeat, not because of just being sub-par. However the Legion ''(without their Primarch)'' had just finished the disastrous liberation of Incaladion, a campaign where their own stubbornness and determination to slog through whatever the Crusade could throw at them and doing what other legions couldn't had backfired on them. Their plan unravelled but they continued anyway, throwing more and more bodies at the problem until it finally caved in. This lead to immense casualties in a single engagement - some 29000 frontline units, including many veterans of the legion, and something like 2 million imperial army soldiers. It was deemed unnecessarily costly, and both damaged and shamed the Legion's largest expeditionary fleet. So that was a humiliating victory, rather than a humiliating defeat that led to Perturabo calling for decimation. The casualties from this campaign also meant that Perturabo only met about 35000 of his sons (with about half that number again scattered around the galaxy), meaning the decimation casualties were about three and a half thousand. While this does put things a little bit in perspective and somewhat provides a justification for such punishment it was still a needlessly brutal and asshole-ish move.<br /> <br /> At the time of The Crusade, Perturabo was a busy boy, building citadels and forts on the planets that he conquered, leaving always a little of his forces behind. In the end it became a stereotype that the Iron Warriors had the best army for sieges. He was also kept far away by the other Primarchs, mainly because Perturabo had so much badass technology they did not possess, but also because Big E wasn't too keen on having him ramble on about all this &quot;democracy and peace&quot; garbage. Perturabo had a big hard-on for Leonardo Da Vinci and spent much time searching the ruins of Old Earth for copies of his surviving journals, gathering his hidden papers and learning of the works he pursued in private. If the Emprah had named Perturabo his Praetorian and given him at least a share of the job fortifying the Imperial Palace, the Lord of Iron would've been a far happier camper.<br /> <br /> What's also known about him is his rivalry with [[Rogal Dorn]]. What we know about these two is that their quarrels were equivalent to the typical sibling rivalry. While Dorn is [[God-Emperor of Mankind|Daddy's]] Golden boy, Perturabo serves as the incredibly jealous brother who just wants to tear his brother limb from limb. Another reason why he was jealous of Dorn was due to Perturabo considering himself an architect and builder but was left destroying everything instead while Dorn did what Perturabo wanted to be doing. The most iconic incident occurred when Fulgrim asked Dorn if he could build a fortress that Perturabo couldn't crack; Dorn answered &quot;Yes&quot; and Perturabo threw a fit and left. Dorn also said this of Perturabo, ''&quot;Perturabo throws men at walls. If the Araakites (opponents of that campaign) so much as thought a wall he would pelt it with our legionaries as if there were no other way.&quot;'' Perturabo also had an inferiority complex and was frustrated by the limited opportunities he and his Legion got to prove themselves - as creatives they actually relished garrison duty, trying to build the cleverest and most impenetrable strongholds. When they went on campaign, they almost always ended up besieging the toughest fortresses opposing the Imperium and vented their frustration by massacring the defenders. This also tipped into ganging up with Horus on his brothers; at the battle of Gate 44, Perturabo accused [[Corvus Corax]] of cowardice for not wanting to march his men into a meat-grinder assault. Considering Perturabo had a hard-on for following orders without question, even if it meant death, one can see why he bitched at Corax. Unsurprisingly, this put Corvus (and probably Russ) off working with him for good, which pissed Perturabo off even more.<br /> <br /> Because of this Perturabo never got any recognition from the civilization he served for decades. Even the likes of Corvus and the Khan found it easier to gain a reputation as heroes because they got chances to perform their deeds out in the open in front of their fellow Legions and the Imperial Army (well, you didn't see Corvus do anything, but you suddenly realized that the hostile world wasn't hostile any more, and there were still inhabitants to integrate into the Imperium). The likes of [[Angron]] and [[Mortarion]] might not have been seen as heroes, but their feats of arms were sure as shit witnessed. If anyone saw the Iron Warriors doing anything it was either camping on an enemy's doorstep for weeks on end whilst sending Army units to &quot;identify the least defended spots&quot;, or butchering the locals after kicking the door down. All this made poor old Pert more and more frustrated.<br /> <br /> All the same, '''despite chastising his Legion for throwing men at walls when meeting them''', he refused to alter his Legion's ways and kept on throwing more men at more walls. And after having refused to take advice from his brothers, he sure as shit wouldn't take any from his sons. The Legion's preeminent [[Warsmith]], [[Barabas Dantioch]], having seen half his Grand Company lost in a campaign against the Hrud and become crippled and prematurely aged by the xenos' entropic powers, questioned the Primarch's choices during the campaign. Suddenly Dantioch was not Perturabo's favored son anymore and was left to rot on permanent garrison duty as a result. Insult to injury, this meant that the disgraced Warsmith was now busy building a unique fortress and generally enjoying his life; exactly the kind of work Perturabo wanted to be doing.<br /> <br /> Also, the rest of his brothers treated him like shit and called him a stupid hick (except [[Sanguinius]], best of men, and [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]], who appreciated Perturabo's scholarly side, [[Horus]], who gets along with everyone and [[Lorgar]] who was not in position to despise anyone). He and his legions never got credit for his work, and even when they did it was in a half-assed kind of way. That fight with Corax above ''also'' saw him cracking an orbital defense that had withstood assaults by three different Legions, historians [[troll| recorded him as &quot;a nameless comrade-at-arms that calculated the most efficient attack vector.&quot;]] He held it all in for a long, long time, until, after a gruelling three-part campaign in which the Iron Warriors, Blood Angels, and Imperial Fists all ganged up on a Fortress World, Rogal Dorn was given a medal, Perturabo was given nothing, and a master artist showed him a master-work of a painting depicting the battle, in which the Imperial Fists won a heroic victory while the Iron Warriors were '''literally''' ground face-first into the mud (then again, looking at Pert's favorite tactics, it's probably accurate). Perturabo actually bought that painting, then ''[[rage|burned it, stamped on it and pissed on it]]'', and then when Dorn went to the artist to commission a second one, the painter wisely refused for fear of the same happening to him. And that painting, as they say, was the straw that broke the camel's back. <br /> <br /> Weeeell, strictly speaking that wasn't the final straw. That came when Olympia rose up against Imperial rule. With a little egging on from [[Word Bearers]] Chaplains sent by [[Lorgar]] to manipulate them into heresy, the Iron Warriors crushed the uprisings in a time-honored way: kill them all and let Big.E sort them out! It wasn't quite Curze destroying Nostromo, but it was still pretty damn genocidal and tipped Perturabo over the edge. And when [[Horus]] came to him telling him it wasn't that bad because ultimately might makes right, Pert turned his back on the Imperium without much second thought.<br /> <br /> ==Horus Heresy==<br /> :''&quot;The Imperium is my father's folly. I try to believe in it because I want it to be true, just like I wanted my great buildings to be true, and the perfect societies that would use them to exist. But they cannot be. There is no such thing as perfection, humanity is too chaotic to accept true order&quot;'' - Perturabo, after sacking Olympia. 000.M31<br /> <br /> He joined Horus and the other Traitor Legions during the Horus Heresy when they promised him that he would be forgiven for his actions on Olympia in exchange for his loyalty. At first, he tried to get revenge on Dorn by annihilating his Retribution Fleet, but that didn't worked out too well since bad intel left him expecting the fleet would be led by [[Sigismund]] where it was led by [[Alexis Polux]] instead. Then, after licking his wounds (and becoming increasingly paranoid), he went on a joint operation with the Emperor's Children ond the premise they'd go look for a super-weapon or other Fulgrim had heard rumors of that would tip the balance in Horus' favor. Pert wasn't really impressed, but Fulgrim promised him he'd let Pert get the accolades for finding and using the thing so he agreed. In the end, [[troll|he was nearly killed by Fulgrim]] when the latter tried to [[Pretend|suck the life out of him]] to aid his ascension to [[Daemon Prince|Princedom]]. This didn't help with his paranoia, and the best part? Him smashing Fulgrim's face [[rage|in anger]] when he realized he'd been trolled [[just as planned|finally triggered Fulgrim's ascension]]. Suffice to say that after that Pert got really tired of that shit, so he joined Horus for the assault on Terra (something he both understood and relished). He supervised the Iron Warriors as they bombed the shit out of Terra, and also the main siege, taking much pleasure in breaking the Emperor's Palace's walls down with the aid of traitor Titan Legions and the other traitor Astartes. However, Horus lost and they all fled to the Eye of Terror like little bitches.<br /> <br /> ===Iron Cage Trolling===<br /> [[File:DemonicFortress.png|thumb|right|[http://gunshowcomic.com/471 You come across a seemingly well-fortified daemonic fortress! Defenses as far as the eye can see!]]]But before fleeing he performed one of the greatest acts of trolling in the entire fluff, called the &quot;Eternal Fortress&quot;. A trap set for the [[Imperial Fists]] who wanted to take revenge on Perturabo who claimed to be residing in the Central Keep of the Fortress. Surrounding the Fortress was a 20 kilometer killzone, filled with mine fields, traps, bunkers, trenches, and every other kind of base defense imaginable in order to make the assault on the keep a very costly affair. This was intended to bleed the Imperial Fists dry for when they reached the actual fortress. This was made more effective by the fact that the Imperial Fist's fleet was kept busy dealing with the Iron Warriors' fleet, preventing them from providing effective orbital support to Dorn's forces on the ground, isolating them all the more.<br /> <br /> When the Imperial Fists DID manage to get to the keep, after wading through twenty miles (or maybe kilometers...) of killing ground and losing a great deal of their forces in the process, they found out the Central Keep was *plot twist* empty! (Except for the various inward-pointing guns aimed directly at the Imperial Fists, essentially trapping them inside the fortress.) This caused Rogal Dorn to become a normal man after getting trolled: Sad, broken and [[RAGE|RAGED]]. But before the Imperial Fists even got out of the mess they had get shot at for three weeks before getting saved by none other than the great heroes of the Imperium, the *cough* [[Ultramarines|Ultrasmurfs]] *cough*. So then the Iron Warriors, realizing they couldn't beat both legions at the same time, decided to instead deny the Imperial Fists from recovering their fallen brothers' gene seed by essentially ''nuking the entire fucking planet.'' 400 were never recovered and dealing a great blow to the Fists' ability to replenish their numbers after the assault. The Iron Warriors obtained the [[gene-seed]] of hundreds of Imperial Fists and sacrificed it to the Chaos Gods, who showed their gratitude by elevating Perturabo to the position of Daemon Prince of Chaos Undivided. (Well not all of it. Some of this gene-seed was used to create a few IF/IW half-breeds (may be with a little [[Fabius Bile|Fabulous]] support), including the [[Honsou|evilest motherfucker of the 41st millennium]].)<br /> <br /> Loyalist corpsefuckers claim that Perturabo hesitated to slay Rogal Dorn, because &quot;Only through his self-sacrifice could he break the Emprah's Champion!&quot;. Since FW gave rules to both of them, we now do know that Pert has nice chances against Dorn, if they both start on an even foot. Which they weren't on Sebastus, given Pert spent weeks of the Iron Cage siege laughing at countless Fists being blasted by heavy ordnance, and Dorn spent them fighting 24/7 without rest and repair to his weapon/armor, watching his beloved sons being slaughtered by the hundreds in a totally unmanly and unfair way. And of course, let's not forget the much more preferable and easily available option to just shoot the fuck out of Dorn with some crazy big and powerful guns Pert had in abundance, since Dorn was already trapped in the crossfire without any cover [[Grimdark|but the corpses of his fallen sons]] - few D-blasts in the face is enough to end any Primarch, save Horus and Lorgar.<br /> <br /> Plus Perturabo would have known that killing Dorn would have made him a martyr throughout the Imperium. He'll go down in history as the mighty primarch who went down trying to take one of foul arch-traitors of chaos down, nobody will question that and people will take Dorn as a hero who fought to the last. But, bloody his sons, utterly humiliate him, and cause him to fail his sworn objective all the while leaving him alive to face the shame? Dorn doesn't go down as a hero, he's just a man who boasted big, got tactically outsmarted by his prey, and utterly defeated for his troubles, a much bigger blow than simply pulling the trigger of his super weapon and ending it there.<br /> <br /> ==Post Heresy==<br /> While his brothers don't do all that much, Perturabo doesn't sit on his ass all day. In 400.M32, he single-handedly annihilated the forge world of Toil in eight days. With [[Nurgle]]'s help, he unleashed a machine-plague that transformed the planet's factories into walking monstrosities while causing Daemon Engine-spewing cables to burst out of the ground. This makes him the most deadly hacker to ever exist. And he also helped [[Abaddon]] fuck up the [[Iron Hands]] during the 10th [[Black Crusade]] (possibly because he was sick of people getting the Iron Warriors and the Iron Hands mixed up all the time), making him the only Daemon Primarch to actually participate in a Black Crusade.<br /> <br /> ==Personality==<br /> :''&quot;I am not a man, I am far more&quot;'' - Perturabo<br /> ::''&quot;In those words is the poison that spoils your potential&quot;'' - Perturabo's sister, before he killed her.<br /> <br /> Greatly known for his mastery of siege warfare. He is feared for his status as a [[Daemon Prince]], and his [[Rage|RAGE]], which is mainly due to an itch to the back of his head that he can't scratch due to the cable wiring (refer to the picture at the top). In other words, he's one big, mean and badass motherfucker who knows how to make the strongest thing go down.<br /> <br /> He is described as &quot;mercurial&quot; in the Index Astartes article, which may be why his personality is so different between the various authors who have portrayed him and, indeed, between the various segments of his personal history listed above. A few presentations and interpretations are presented below:<br /> <br /> In &quot;Crimson Fist&quot;, Perturabo was portrayed as a Saturday-morning villain who flips his shit when a flunky brings him bad news. His emotions range from [[Stupid Evil|&quot;hand-wringing evil&quot;]] to [[BBEG|&quot;I'll get you next time&quot;]]. Thanks, John French.<br /> <br /> In the third Forge World Horus Heresy book &quot;Extermination&quot;, Perturabo is a cold, resentful bastard who the moment he was re-united with his Legion had it decimated for not being the best, then wondered how his legion still wasn't as good as the Dark Angels, Ultramarines and Luna Wolves, [[Fail|and why no-one liked him.]] As an aside the FW books are co-written by John French. The Forge World Imperial Armour Volume 13 Book also mentions a civil war between the Iron Warriors in M34 that, in-universe, is suspected to have been instigated by the Daemon Primarch Perturabo to weed out the weak amongst his scions.<br /> <br /> [[Graham McNeill]] presents him in &quot;Angel Exterminatus&quot; as a vastly intelligent, very meticulous man who resented his legion's treatment at the Emperor's hands, but refuses to consider himself a &quot;traitor&quot; as opposed to the Emperor's &quot;Loyalists&quot; having come to the conclusion of joining Horus side logically, even though he hates himself for it. <br /> <br /> McNeill's Perturabo is shown to possess loads of teeth-grinding, under-the-surface, passive aggressive, subtle rage, particularly where he buys hundreds of house-sized paintings of his own men and has them all burned. The painting in question that he had destroyed was one that showed a Legion Apothecary administering the Emperor's Mercy to an Iron Warrior, in the mud and grimy fields of a conquered fortress. In the background of the painting there was an [[Imperial Fists|Imperial Fists flag]] waving over the fortress. This just shows that Perturabo possesses an all-consuming hatred for Dorn, and in every waking moment he lives, breathes, and shits the thought that Dorn is somehow better than him. Which when put into context of his upbringing where he ''knew'' he was better than everyone else but had to constantly had to face the questions and doubts of lesser men while being unable to fulfill his potential, you can appreciate Perturabo's seething frustration when being stuck on fringes of the Great Crusade getting all of the shit jobs, while other brothers like [[Horus]] and Dorn get all the good jobs and hence the glory.<br /> <br /> As an extension of this, he's prone to premeditated acts of calculated destruction and cruelty to get one over on his brothers: one example is where Fulgrim fucked around one too many times on campaign, Pert invited Fulgrim into his inner sanctum to show him a clockwork [[Warhound Scout Titan]] only to smashed Fulgrim's pretty face into the guts of the machine; that Warhound was intricate, made of dozens of hundreds of thousands of tiny parts, and fully-functional, complete with the ability to move and fire miniature laser cannons. He also had schematics of huge, wondrous buildings that he was the architect of, and a clockwork Phoenix that he spent over a century constructing by hand and even wrote the code of an AI from scratch for it. It was a master-piece in itself and Perturabo was willing to break his brother's face on it to make a point. A second example during the Great Crusade in the McNeill's novel &quot;Magnus the Red&quot; is where spends what must have been a long time painstakingly crafting a psychic sextant device at Magnus' request, only to smash it in front of Magnus because he knew exactly what it was for, for this Magnus outright called him cruel but Perturabo's response was that he needed to illustrate the Emperor's warning against delving too deep into the warp and simply &lt;u&gt;saying&lt;/u&gt; as much wouldn't have done any good, [[Konrad Curze|so being cruel was the quickest option.]]<br /> <br /> Simplicity is the key, expedience the goal. His is a mind entirely composed of mathematical equations, looking at the world around him in angles and percentages, statistics and numbers. Emotion is unwelcome, an unfactorable variable, but it's always there, the ghost that haunts his finely tuned thoughts; again in &quot;Magnus the Red&quot; by McNeill, his actions on the planet Morningstar would dispassionately leave millions of refugees to die simply because he could not afford to save them all, all because they fell on the wrong side of his equation. He had even argued with his brother Magnus about the realities of war and the need to avoid sentimentality in decision making. He would later admit to one of his commanders that he is deeply affected by his emotions and was itching to find those responsible for his choices and punish them, later becoming exceptionally angry when he discovered that the planetary elite were responsible for the catastrophe and he labelled their treachery against the Emperor as utterly unforgivable ''(no doubt foreshadowing his own personal opinion about joining the Horus Heresy)'' He also admitted that he could not be ''seen'' to be emotional because he had a reputation to consider. <br /> <br /> Perturabo was detached from his own men. He had his '''Trident''': a cadre of officers similar to Horus own '''Mournival''', though he didn't like any of them and considered replacing them, which begs the question of why he even had them. You think the Lion had people problems? At least his men could appreciate his elegant brilliance along with his ruthlessness so that any losses were weighed against gains. Perturabo was a brute force machine: victory was a positive in his arithmetic of war, failure was negative; therefore to him, any cost was worth the price of winning. He illustrated this when he decimated his legion in the beginning days. His men took the lesson to heart but became hardened because of it. Officers felt disdain for the lives of their own men and scheming became rife within his legion, all scrabbling for supremacy and the attentions of their masters to prove themselves worth keeping. Where other leaders might rule through [[Horus|force of personality]] or [[Konrad Curze|fear of reprisal]], Perturabo led through indifference, expecting the dream of Imperium to speak for itself.<br /> <br /> Perturabo buried his dreams and his heart on Olympia's ridges, and then willingly cut all emotional ties and dived into Hell, all because he truly believed in his father's utopian dream of Imperium. He would do anything his father asked of him in order to achieve it. He murdered millions, because his father asked him to. He broke empires, shattered armies, and his Legion bore the most grievous wounds and losses, because his father asked him to. And he ignored the implications of it all, because his Father asked him to. Do you honestly believe none of this ground into his long lost humanity, the empty core of his being that he cut out, because his Father asked him to?<br /> <br /> He is War-Broken. We're talking about God-Level post-traumatic mental disorder here. Perturabo can't control his emotions at times. He stares out at nothingness, and speaks to his past. One moment, he's unreachable, and the next he's ripping your head off because you brought him bad news. He can become utterly lost in fine details, both in crafting weaponry, and tearing down citadels. It calms him, returns his mind back to the emotionless numbers that represent hundreds of thousands of his sons dying. The further detached he became from reality, the further he tried to hide from the horror he was crafting, the worse his emotions got.<br /> <br /> And Perturabo buried that shit. To admit the hurt and the fatigue would be to admit he was human, something imperfect; To acknowledge the dropping morale of his men would be to admit that they were weak when they should be strong. So he did the only thing his sensibilities would allow him to do: He moved forward. He got the job done, and the next, and the next and the one after that. He kept doing what his father asked from him, because that's what &quot;Perturabo&quot; would do, the Primarch who shouldered burdens without complaint, who did the jobs no-one else wanted.<br /> <br /> Olympia was the line crossed. His mind broke, his heart broke, and he became the Monster he ran from his whole life.<br /> <br /> Because his Father asked him to.<br /> <br /> ===Capabilities===<br /> <br /> As mentioned earlier, Perturabo was born with the innate knowledge of pretty much all practical and metaphysical sciences, which pretty much sets him apart from all of his brothers in that he had no &quot;real&quot; childhood, no trial and error period of learning. On &lt;u&gt;his first day&lt;/u&gt; his was debating ''(and dismissing)'' the nature of religion with his planet's wise men, and was master-crafting swords better than most smiths. You'd reckon being born knowing everything would stunt your emotional growth. Yes, other Primarchs like Angron, the Lion or Kurze got a pretty raw start but for better or worse they learned to adapt and rise to greatness ''(or infamy)''. Perturabo started off already being as good as he was going to get, though it would take time for his body to grow strong, his mind was already at its peak, and he had to spend decades on a shitty little back-water planet with no appreciable resources with which to build an empire the same way that [[Roboute Guilliman|Guilliman]] or [[Rogal Dorn|Dorn]] did, all the while having to slap down naysayers telling him that his fantasies of advanced engineering and space-travel were impossible.<br /> <br /> As to his mind, if a comparison could be made, then he was probably just as intelligent as Guilliman, if not more so due to the seeming wide range of his capabilities. ''(Guilliman was renowned neither as philosopher, smith or artisan)'' As a military strategist Perturabo could plan a campaign from start to finish in his mind, using the arithmetic of war; where Guilliman could orchestrate a flawless battle-plan from the command center, Perturabo would enact it himself by plugging straight into the data feeds and absorbing all the info at once, circumventing the chain of command and issuing orders directly to squads, taking direct control of gun turrets and mechanised units and plotting their firing trajectories, even taking over starship systems and running them himself. <br /> <br /> Thus lies the problem: Perturabo is a general as much as [[Neckbeard|any player of Warhammer 40,000 is a &quot;general&quot;]]: he [[Stat block|sees the battlefield in terms of units with stat blocks]]; that every soldier can be [[Warhammer 40,000|reduced to a number based on his armament or capability]] which would [[Powergamer|factor in to his arithmetic of war]]. Even Guilliman recognised the random nature of war and how small moments of heroism could change the flow of battle; other generals could trust their men to follow their orders to the best of their abilities and even exceed them from time to time and pull off something spectacular. On the other hand, in sincerely believing in his own superiority Perturabo would micromanage everything and instead remove the agency of his officers and men. His soldiers would never get their chance to succeed or fail on their own terms and were essentially reduced to minis on a tabletop. Which in turn would make his men paranoid, wondering if they would be thrown away into the grinder or be blamed for failure when they couldn't match Perturabo's expectations.<br /> <br /> As an unwelcome revelation to the Mechanicum, Perturabo was quite capable of understanding binaric machine code, even when blurted out in its lightning fast audible form, something that would otherwise not be possible without some form of implants, to the point that tech priests unfamiliar with Perturabo would not actually believe it and be in for a shock when they attempted to use it in his presence. ''(Yet another example of Perturabo being underestimated)''<br /> <br /> Unknown to anyone else, Perturabo had always possessed a strange connection to the Eye of Terror - for some reason, he could sense it from anywhere in the galaxy, and he became convinced that it was constantly watching and judging his every action. The resulting inferiority complex wasn't really helped by the fact that when he tried ask others if they could see the Eye, they assumed he was hallucinating. ''(Ironically, he was actually the one to give the Eye its current name- before then, it was called [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cygnus_X-1 Cygnus X-1].)''<br /> <br /> ===Outside the box===<br /> Oh, Perturabo enjoyed playing [[Warhammer 40000]], and no, we're not kidding; his legion's warrior lodge had a whole bunch of tables set up where they could all play scenarios against each other and see whose tactics and armies would win, proving that the [[Iron Warriors]] are [[Neckbeards]] (which would go a long way towards explaining why the IV Legion was so embittered). Perturabo himself owned an awesome perpetual-motion powered clockwork [[Warhound Scout Titan]] ''(I'd buy &lt;s&gt;one!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;three!!&lt;/s&gt; ALL OF THEM!!!!!)'' which he facepalmed [[Fulgrim]] with (at the cost of the model) just to prove a point. [[Derp|What if he had a model of hImself, then played with the model, but the model was made 30,000 years before him? Is there a GeeDubbs in 40k?]] [[what|Are we living in a board game to be made in the future?]] [[Derp|Would the]] [[Just as planned|events of 40k go as they where lore wise? Is Geedubbs Tzeench? Is everyone under control of Tzeench?]]<br /> <br /> If you want to know, &quot;Perturabo&quot; is the name the nice lil' Perty chose for himself after reading some ancient texts predating the Age of Strife (or climbing out of his pod, depending on the story). Given GW's freaky love for kitchen pseudo Latin, we can assume it to be a deformation of the verb ''per'''d'''urabo'', meaning &quot;I shall endure&quot;. Best predictive name ever if you consider the mountain of shit his bros and the Emprah threw on him before the Heresy... Or it could be a deformation of the verb '''perturbō''' meaning &quot;I confuse, disturb, perturb, trouble, alarm&quot;. Or maybe both, making it a surprisingly good pun by GW standards. It's maybe also of note, that 'perdurabo' is the cult-name Aleister Crowley got when he entered the Golden Dawn, no mere coincidence, I would assume!<br /> <br /> Or maybe said &quot;Ancient texts&quot; were some 40K material meaning he [[what|named himself after himself]].<br /> <br /> ==Tabletop==<br /> <br /> {| border=&quot;1&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;<br /> ! || WS || BS || S || T || W || I || A || Ld || Sv<br /> |-<br /> | '''Perturabo:''' || 8 || 6 || 7 || 6 || 6 || 5 || 4 || 10 || 2+/3++<br /> |}&lt;br style=&quot;clear: both; height: 0px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;<br /> At 490 points when kitted out with [[Ferrus Manus|Forgebreaker]] he's the third most expensive Primarch after [[Horus]] and [[Magnus]]. But he's worth it.<br /> <br /> [[Image:PerturaboPrimarchoftheIronWarriors03.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Fuck your Cerastus [[Emprah]] ! Buy another one, ya rich muthafucka! FUCK YOUR CERASTUS EMPRAH, FUCK YOUR CERASTUS! [[Chaos|DARKNESS! DARKNESS!]]]]<br /> On his own merits, he's sort of what you'd get if you crossed the rules of Horus with Ferrus Manus. <br /> Like Manus, his armour is a veritable bag of tricks, although less killy overall since he has fewer attacks and the hammer is unwieldy. Though you can choose to hit things with his fists if you don't want to use/bring the hammer, in which case he strikes as hard as a plasma gun. Also rather than carrying an arsenal of ranged weapons he has practically every item of wargear attached, making him much more of a support character since he can teleport and then bring on other teleporting dudes around himself. Units cannot infiltrate around him and the unit he's with can use Interceptors on enemy units arriving by deep strike. Finally, his armor also lets you refrain from shooting to give a squad +1 BS ''(due to Cognis Signum)'' which depending on your play style may actually occur more than you realize, since his own gun is only 24&quot; range. On top of that, all of his attacks benefit from Wrecker and Tank Hunters, so any mechanized list he's up against will be in for a world of pain.<br /> <br /> For what he gives to everyone else, his whole army gains a bit more of a close combat focus by becoming Stubborn which makes them very difficult to shift and they also all gain Furious Assault when in the enemy deployment zone, though you may not necessarily have built your army to fully utilize this since Iron Warriors tend to have [[dakka|all the guns]]. He can also make all other terminators deep-striking via teleportation ''(including siege terminators)'' though he does not make them into troops like [[Horus]] does. Like Horus, he has a wrist mounted gun (with Rending, no less) and he also has an Orbital Strike, which is slightly less powerful compared to Horus' (and lacks the Lance rule), but compensates by being Ordnance D3 instead of Ordnance 1.<br /> <br /> He also lets you roll for reserves on turn one, which when combo'd with teleporting siege terminators can make for an [[Awesome|EPIC]] alpha-strike.<br /> <br /> All this said, he's really expensive and has no reliable way to break tarpits. Furthermore, while Deep Striking Termies and Furious Charge in the enemy deployment zone are good, they don't really capitalize on the strong points of the Iron Warriors. It's possible to use The Ironfire to build a list that makes use of his rules, but it's annoying that he tries to force his sons to take on new roles instead of focusing on dakka.<br /> <br /> In games of 3000+ points or more, he can spend 500 points to use his special Dedicated Transport, the &quot;Tormentor&quot;- a buffed out Shadowsword with a void shield, a 15-model transport capacity, the Command Tank upgrade, and a rear access point.<br /> <br /> ==Perturabo VS other Primarchs:==<br /> &lt;div class=&quot;toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed&quot; style=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> Primarch fighting, while fun to see, isn't a very competitive thing to do as it'll usually tie up both Primarchs for the entire game without either of them dying. With that in mind this section is about how Perturabo fares against other Primarchs Mathhammer wise. Please note that all the various abilities are taken into accounts when possible and the match-ups assume the Primarchs are the only ones involved in the fighting, so various abilities like Angron's &quot;The Butcher's Nails&quot; and Rampage do not provide any bonuses. In essence, the fights are supposed to happen in a &quot;Vacuum&quot; for simplicity, but notes are added to make things clearer in particular instances. Also all of the Primarch use their most powerful weapons (because why have a contest if you don't do your best?). So he is obviously armed with Forgebreaker. Also do note that Forgebreaker is an incredible weapon for Primarch vs Primarch duelling, giving him an edge against every other Primarch thanks to the combination of Strikedown, Concussive AND Blind, but the rules are only taken into account against Primarchs that he wouldn't be able to beat without, for (my) simplicity.<br /> &lt;div class=&quot;mw-collapsible-content&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Horus<br /> **Horus hits 3 times (Talon), wounds 2.667 times, 0.889 after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.556 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Horus (Blinded) hits 2 times (Talon), wounds 1.778 times, 0.593 after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.256 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.556 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo (with Horus Blinded) hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Well well well. So, finally a real challenger has appeared? This fight would actually seems to pend in favor of Perturabo! Then you remember that Horus negates any effect that would adversely modify his characteristic profile with a 3+. Try again another time, Perty.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Angron<br /> **Angron Round 1: hits 5.333 times, wounds 4.444 times, 1.48 after saves, and IWND take it down to 1.148.<br /> **Angron Round 2 and thereafter: hits 4 times, wounds 3.333 times, 1.111 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.69 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.361 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Angron wins.<br /> **Note: actually in the turn after Perturabo actually wounds Angron (69% per round) he will most probably be blinded and then hammered to death. So if he can't kill him before that (not easy) he is actually dead meat.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Mortarion<br /> **Mortarion hits 2.5 times, wounds 1.666 times, 0.555 wounds after saves and 0.222 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.666 times, wounds 2.222 times, 1.111 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.555 wounds at the start of the next turn<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Fulgrim<br /> **Fulgrim Round 1: hits 4.5 times, wounds 3 times, 1 wounds after saves and 0.667 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Fulgrim Round 2 and thereafter: hits 3 times, wounds 2 times, 0.667 wounds after saves and 0.333 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Fulgrim Blinded: hits 1.667 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.37 times after saves and 0.037 after IWND<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667, 0.555 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo (with Fulgrim Blinded) hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Fulgrim surprisingly lose as after the first round he will be brought to I 4 (by Strikedown) and then Blinded and/or Concussed pretty much every round (actually 85% of the total rounds, if my calculation are correct, that is more than enough for Perturabo to destroy him).<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Ferrus Manus<br /> **Ferrus hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.083 times, 0.694 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.361 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.74 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **In the mirror match Perturabo actually wins thanks to his WS, since even with one more attack Ferrus hits marginally less times.<br /> **Note: without the hammer(s) Ferrus would defeat Perturabo, 'cause he would wound Perturabo on a 3+ (2+ with the Servo Harm) wounding 1.75 times, with Perturabo wounding him on 4+ and so wounding him 1.333. Guess old Perty could use Fulgrim's hammer better, in the end.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Konrad Curze<br /> **Curze hits 3 times, wounds 2.25 times, 0.75 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.417 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667, 0.833 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.5 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Konrad lose as Perturabo does marginally more damage.<br /> **Note: With Hit &amp; Run Konrad would win, but the chance he is not concussed in the round he wants to escape are pretty slim, meaning that Perturabo has still the Edge in this fight.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Lorgar <br /> **Lorgar hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.083 times, 0.694 wounds after saves and 0.361 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 2.37 times, wounds 1.865 times, 0.932 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.599 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2: hits 2.666 times, wounds 2.221 times, 1.11 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.777 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> **Note: as always, psychic powers not included. You know how it would end anyway...<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Vulkan<br /> **Vulkan hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.555 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Vulkan (Blinded): hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.37 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.037 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.185 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **As with Fulgrim, Perturabo actually wins only thanks to his Hammer (great weapon indeed).<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Alpharius<br /> **Alpharius hits 2.92 times and wounds 1.701 times, 0.567 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.234 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222 times, 1.111 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Rogal Dorn<br /> **Dorn hits 2 times, wounds 1.5 times, 0.5 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.167 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.333 times, 0.667 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.333 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins. Have at thee!<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Corvus Corax<br /> **Corvus hits 4 times (Scourge)/3 times (Shadow-walk), wounds 3 times (Scourge)/2.25 times (Shadow-walk), 1 wounds (Scourge)/0.75 wounds (Shadow-walk) after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.667/0.417 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times/2 times, wounds 2.222 times/1.667 times, 1.481 wounds/1.111 after saves and IWND will take that down to 1.147/0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins. <br /> **Note: Welcome to Corvus Corax fist nightmare-city, population: Perturabo. He would mostly like to Hit and Run, but then again, with strikedown, concussive and blind, how can he do that? Also, Perturabo is immune to Blind. Yeah, he is like Corax natural enemy and then some...<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Roboute Guilliman<br /> **Guilliman Round 1/2: hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.222 times, 0.74 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn. <br /> **Guilliman Round 3 and thereafter: hits 3.333 times, wounds 2.963 times, 0.988 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.654 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222 times, 0.611 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.278.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter: hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.833 times after saves, 0.417 for Armor of Reason and IWND will take that down to 0.083.<br /> **Perturabo lose.<br /> **Note: Guilliman is immune to Concussive, and even though Strikedown will assure that Blind actually goes on half of the time he still win the fight, even if not as easily as the above statistic would imply.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Leman Russ<br /> **Russ hits 4 times, wounds 3 times, 1 time after saves, plus 0.388 wounds from Sever Life for a whole 1.388 wounds and IWND will take that down to 1.05 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Russ (blinded) hits 2 times, wounds 1.5 times, 0.5 time after saves, plus 0.388 wounds from Sever Life for a whole 0.888 wounds and IWND will take that down to 0.555 wounds at the start of the next turn. <br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.555 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter: hits 0.666 times, wounds 0.555 times, 0.2775 times after saves and IWND will take that down to -0.055.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter (with Russ blinded): hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.555 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo loses.<br /> **Note : A first lucky hit with Forgebreaker and failed Blind rolls from Russ can help Perturabo lasting a bit longer, making him one of the thoughest primarchs for Leman Russ to face.<br /> <br /> * TLDR version: Perturabo with Forgebreaker result in one of the strongest challenger above Primarchs, the combination of rules in the Hammer making him even a threat Guilliman and Horus! Ok, not Horus, he is invincible...but Guilliman shivers a little as he challenges him. Then again, he IS the third most pricey Primarch.<br /> <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Primarchs}}<br /> [[Category:Chaos]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Perturabo&diff=377722 2017-11-29T05:33:51Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div>[[File:Perturabo.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Resentment and hatred even Angron could learn from....]]<br /> ''&quot;Tell them ruin has come to their world, death, despair and red war...''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them their hopes and pride have come to nothing.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them their empty whispers fall upon deaf ears - their gods are dead, human logic has killed them.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them the [[Space Marines|Angels of Death]] have come.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them that nothing can save them now.&quot;''<br /> <br /> <br /> {{Topquote|No one becomes depraved all at once.|Juvenal, Satires}}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|It is a man's own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways.|Gautama Buddha}}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|I'm the bad guy? How'd that happen? I did everything they told me to.|2=[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLmuF-0P4tk William Foster]}}<br /> <br /> '''Perturabo''', '''&quot;The Hammer of Olympia&quot;''', is the Primarch of the [[Iron Warriors]].<br /> <br /> ==Origins==<br /> Perturabo's first memory is finding himself halfway up a cliff with no idea how or why he got there. All he knew was that he could see this [[Eye of Terror|great ugly spot]] in the sky that seemed to be watching him. Without any other information to go on he climbed the rest of the way and reached the top of the cliff where he found a squad of soldiers waiting to take the boy to their king. When being asked of his origins, Perturabo found that he could speak the language, he knew his own name, was proficient in combat, could merely look upon objects and materials to know their constructive properties, he had an instinctive mastery of mathematics and engineering, could determine people's character like a psychologist just by watching them, and could reason matters of logic and philosophy from the get go.<br /> <br /> This is what makes Perturabo different from all of his brothers; where each Primarch landed on their world, they spent their formative years being shaped by their experiences and exposure to learning. Where [[Fulgrim]] and [[Sanguinius]] were found as near-helpless babes and raised to appreciate the finer side of art and humanities, Perturabo already knew about artifice and ethics. Where [[Lorgar]] and [[Magnus]] were taken in by scholars and practically consumed information until there was nothing left, Perturabo already knew everything in the textbooks and didn't need to be taught. Where [[Vulkan]] was raised as the son of a blacksmith and learned craft through apprenticeship, Perturabo's literal first task upon being presented to his &quot;father&quot; was to forge a ''perfect'' sword faster than any craftsman on the planet. Perturabo considered himself robbed of the sense of wonder he might have felt at looking on impressive works of art or learning how to do things the long way, if he did not already know how they were created and could critique them. <br /> <br /> The only things Perturabo didn't know was what he was doing before he awoke on the cliffside, and why the sky was [[Eye of Terror|watching his every move]]. He was told that before his recollection started, there were tales of a boy descending from the mountains and killing monsters on his own, but Perturabo had no recollection of any of that. So naturally he would appear a bit jaded and suspicious. Why would he already have access to so much information? but why would he have no memory of his past? and why was he the only one who could see that DAMNED INTRUSIVE eye in the sky? This wouldn't be helped when the his adoptive &quot;father&quot; only seemed to see the opportunity that Perturabo represented, rather than as a son to raise or a brother to be admired. Perturabo was going to be used as a tool of war and he knew it. <br /> <br /> The older fluff initially stated that the only lesson Olympia had to teach him was of his own superiority, the truth was much closer than that: with all this inherent knowledge, strength and skill, Perturabo was used as a kind of [[Angron|prize fighter]], paraded against the Tyrant king's enemies, humiliating them with displays of superior artistry, rhetoric and if need be, combat. He beat everyone effortlessly, vehemently refuting their claims of [[Emperor|his divinity]] and thought of them as ignorant fools, even going so far as to recite the story of [[Magnus|Plato's cave]] to demonstrate how wrong they were, though he did concede that he was created by no human artifice, just not gods. He also grew tired of being used endlessly for the pursuit of supremacy, reasoning that his skills could be put towards architecture and engineering, to make a better life for all but instead he was used as a weapon and he resented it. He knew he was better than all of them, but due the constant political backstabbery of the court, mixed with their [[Ecclesiarchy|retarded religion]], Perturabo was constantly bombarded by pestering luddites and disbelieving idiots who did not believe what he was capable of, yet he had no way to properly demonstrate it thanks to the technological limitations of the world he was marooned on.<br /> <br /> Before he knew the full measure of what he was, Perturabo was a cultivated-scholar and a gentle man of peace. He lived for the utopian ideal of peace, freedom and enlightenment for all mankind and he was all for [[Reasonable Marines|stopping conflicts through diplomacy if at all possible.]] His foster-father was a tyrannical asshole, and dismissed all of Perturabo's artful designs for theatres, museums, bridges as [[Fail|follies]] and kept expecting Perturabo to perform the function of weapon and take over the world for him ''(so his family life was a tad strained)''. After [[Emperor|E-Money]] showed up on the East Side lookin' for his home-boys up in the 'hood, Perturabo had already taken over the planet for his other father and was ready to leave his petty little world in search for greater things. In joining the Imperium, he thought he was home.<br /> <br /> Unfortunately for Perturabo, the Imperium was EXACTLY like Olympia, its leader had no real desire for a diplomat/artist/philospher when all the Emperor wanted was a general. Perturabo's real father was every bit the tyrannical asshole his other parent had been, only thinking to use Perturabo's skills in matter of war, rather than construction and peace... only this &quot;father&quot; was shinier and kinda '''GOD'''like. <br /> <br /> [[FAIL|Oh, but Perturabo had already figured out on the day of his first memory that gods couldn't exist and were not worthy of his devotion.]]<br /> <br /> ==Great Crusade==<br /> [[File:Perturabo_Portrait.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Perturabo's default expression throughout the Great Crusade, that of a man learning his dog shat on the carpet.]]<br /> <br /> When they first met on the mountains of Olympia, the Emperor looked into Perturabo's mind and named him his '''Lord of Iron'''. He placed enough faith in Perturabo to expect him to do all of the unrelenting, indefatigable and thankless tasks, knowing full-well the starry-eyed Perturabo was entirely sold on this whole &quot;utopia&quot; idea that he would do &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; to see it through. So if daddy needed a general, Perturabo was going to damn-well give him a general and Perturabo was going apply himself in the same clinical, detached and heartless manner that he always did. The utopian dream of the Imperium came first, all other &quot;human&quot; foibles came second.<br /> <br /> Compared to his brothers, Perturabo spent a surprisingly short period of time on Terra getting to learn how the Imperium functioned and was put in command of his Legion within a year. Though after he was re-united with his Legion, he went full Tyrant himself. His ''first'' act as Commander was familiarize himself with the history of his Legion; his ''second'' was to enact the ancient tradition of [[Exterminatus|Decimation]], where one-in-ten soldiers ''(determined by lottery)'' would be beaten to death by the other nine. Most of the other Primarchs declared that Perturabo was insane, but the Emperor let it slide as Perturabo's reasoning being: ''&quot;[[What|Not that they had failed... instead they had not reached their potential.]]&quot;'' Therefore it was not enough to be merely superior, but Perturabo decided that his legion should have been supreme. [[Roboute Guilliman]] was particularly critical of this, as he had known several of the Iron Warriors selected to die personally and objected to what he viewed as their unnecessary deaths. <br /> <br /> It's worth noting that decimation originally applied to serious offenses like mutiny, or after a humiliating defeat, not because of just being sub-par. However the Legion ''(without their Primarch)'' had just finished the disastrous liberation of Incaladion, a campaign where their own stubbornness and determination to slog through whatever the Crusade could throw at them and doing what other legions couldn't had backfired on them. Their plan unravelled but they continued anyway, throwing more and more bodies at the problem until it finally caved in. This lead to immense casualties in a single engagement - some 29000 frontline units, including many veterans of the legion, and something like 2 million imperial army soldiers. It was deemed unnecessarily costly, and both damaged and shamed the Legion's largest expeditionary fleet. So that was a humiliating victory, rather than a humiliating defeat that led to Perturabo calling for decimation. The casualties from this campaign also meant that Perturabo only met about 35000 of his sons (with about half that number again scattered around the galaxy), meaning the decimation casualties were about three and a half thousand. While this does put things a little bit in perspective and somewhat provides a justification for such punishment it was still a needlessly brutal and asshole-ish move.<br /> <br /> At the time of The Crusade, Perturabo was a busy boy, building citadels and forts on the planets that he conquered, leaving always a little of his forces behind. In the end it became a stereotype that the Iron Warriors had the best army for sieges. He was also kept far away by the other Primarchs, mainly because Perturabo had so much badass technology they did not possess, but also because Big E wasn't too keen on having him ramble on about all this &quot;democracy and peace&quot; garbage. Perturabo had a big hard-on for Leonardo Da Vinci and spent much time searching the ruins of Old Earth for copies of his surviving journals, gathering his hidden papers and learning of the works he pursued in private. If the Emprah had named Perturabo his Praetorian and given him at least a share of the job fortifying the Imperial Palace, the Lord of Iron would've been a far happier camper.<br /> <br /> What's also known about him is his rivalry with [[Rogal Dorn]]. What we know about these two is that their quarrels were equivalent to the typical sibling rivalry. While Dorn is [[God-Emperor of Mankind|Daddy's]] Golden boy, Perturabo serves as the incredibly jealous brother who just wants to tear his brother limb from limb. Another reason why he was jealous of Dorn was due to Perturabo considering himself an architect and builder but was left destroying everything instead while Dorn did what Perturabo wanted to be doing. The most iconic incident occurred when Fulgrim asked Dorn if he could build a fortress that Perturabo couldn't crack; Dorn answered &quot;Yes&quot; and Perturabo threw a fit and left. Dorn also said this of Perturabo, ''&quot;Perturabo throws men at walls. If the Araakites (opponents of that campaign) so much as thought a wall he would pelt it with our legionaries as if there were no other way.&quot;'' Perturabo also had an inferiority complex and was frustrated by the limited opportunities he and his Legion got to prove themselves - as creatives they actually relished garrison duty, trying to build the cleverest and most impenetrable strongholds. When they went on campaign, they almost always ended up besieging the toughest fortresses opposing the Imperium and vented their frustration by massacring the defenders. This also tipped into ganging up with Horus on his brothers; at the battle of Gate 44, Perturabo accused [[Corvus Corax]] of cowardice for not wanting to march his men into a meat-grinder assault. Considering Perturabo had a hard-on for following orders without question, even if it meant death, one can see why he bitched at Corax. Unsurprisingly, this put Corvus (and probably Russ) off working with him for good, which pissed Perturabo off even more.<br /> <br /> Because of this Perturabo never got any recognition from the civilization he served for decades. Even the likes of Corvus and the Khan found it easier to gain a reputation as heroes because they got chances to perform their deeds out in the open in front of their fellow Legions and the Imperial Army (well, you didn't see Corvus do anything, but you suddenly realized that the hostile world wasn't hostile any more, and there were still inhabitants to integrate into the Imperium). The likes of [[Angron]] and [[Mortarion]] might not have been seen as heroes, but their feats of arms were sure as shit witnessed. If anyone saw the Iron Warriors doing anything it was either camping on an enemy's doorstep for weeks on end whilst sending Army units to &quot;identify the least defended spots&quot;, or butchering the locals after kicking the door down. All this made poor old Pert more and more frustrated.<br /> <br /> All the same, '''despite chastising his Legion for throwing men at walls when meeting them''', he refused to alter his Legion's ways and kept on throwing more men at more walls. And after having refused to take advice from his brothers, he sure as shit wouldn't take any from his sons. The Legion's preeminent [[Warsmith]], [[Barabas Dantioch]], having seen half his Grand Company lost in a campaign against the Hrud and become crippled and prematurely aged by the xenos' entropic powers, questioned the Primarch's choices during the campaign. Suddenly Dantioch was not Perturabo's favored son anymore and was left to rot on permanent garrison duty as a result. Insult to injury, this meant that the disgraced Warsmith was now busy building a unique fortress and generally enjoying his life; exactly the kind of work Perturabo wanted to be doing.<br /> <br /> Also, the rest of his brothers treated him like shit and called him a stupid hick (except [[Sanguinius]], best of men, and [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]], who appreciated Perturabo's scholarly side, [[Horus]], who gets along with everyone and [[Lorgar]] who was not in position to despise anyone). He and his legions never got credit for his work, and even when they did it was in a half-assed kind of way. That fight with Corax above ''also'' saw him cracking an orbital defense that had withstood assaults by three different Legions, historians [[troll| recorded him as &quot;a nameless comrade-at-arms that calculated the most efficient attack vector.&quot;]] He held it all in for a long, long time, until, after a gruelling three-part campaign in which the Iron Warriors, Blood Angels, and Imperial Fists all ganged up on a Fortress World, Rogal Dorn was given a medal, Perturabo was given nothing, and a master artist showed him a master-work of a painting depicting the battle, in which the Imperial Fists won a heroic victory while the Iron Warriors were '''literally''' ground face-first into the mud (then again, looking at Pert's favorite tactics, it's probably accurate). Perturabo actually bought that painting, then ''[[rage|burned it, stamped on it and pissed on it]]'', and then when Dorn went to the artist to commission a second one, the painter wisely refused for fear of the same happening to him. And that painting, as they say, was the straw that broke the camel's back. <br /> <br /> Weeeell, strictly speaking that wasn't the final straw. That came when Olympia rose up against Imperial rule. With a little egging on from [[Word Bearers]] Chaplains sent by [[Lorgar]] to manipulate them into heresy, the Iron Warriors crushed the uprisings in a time-honored way: kill them all and let Big.E sort them out! It wasn't quite Curze destroying Nostromo, but it was still pretty damn genocidal and tipped Perturabo over the edge. And when [[Horus]] came to him telling him it wasn't that bad because ultimately might makes right, Pert turned his back on the Imperium without much second thought.<br /> <br /> ==Horus Heresy==<br /> :''&quot;The Imperium is my father's folly. I try to believe in it because I want it to be true, just like I wanted my great buildings to be true, and the perfect societies that would use them to exist. But they cannot be. There is no such thing as perfection, humanity is too chaotic to accept true order&quot;'' - Perturabo, after sacking Olympia. 000.M31<br /> <br /> He joined Horus and the other Traitor Legions during the Horus Heresy when they promised him that he would be forgiven for his actions on Olympia in exchange for his loyalty. At first, he tried to get revenge on Dorn by annihilating his Retribution Fleet, but that didn't worked out too well since bad intel left him expecting the fleet would be led by [[Sigismund]] where it was led by [[Alexis Polux]] instead. Then, after licking his wounds (and becoming increasingly paranoid), he went on a joint operation with the Emperor's Children ond the premise they'd go look for a super-weapon or other Fulgrim had heard rumors of that would tip the balance in Horus' favor. Pert wasn't really impressed, but Fulgrim promised him he'd let Pert get the accolades for finding and using the thing so he agreed. In the end, [[troll|he was nearly killed by Fulgrim]] when the latter tried to [[Pretend|suck the life out of him]] to aid his ascension to [[Daemon Prince|Princedom]]. This didn't help with his paranoia, and the best part? Him smashing Fulgrim's face [[rage|in anger]] when he realized he'd been trolled [[just as planned|finally triggered Fulgrim's ascension]]. Suffice to say that after that Pert got really tired of that shit, so he joined Horus for the assault on Terra (something he both understood and relished). He supervised the Iron Warriors as they bombed the shit out of Terra, and also the main siege, taking much pleasure in breaking the Emperor's Palace's walls down with the aid of traitor Titan Legions and the other traitor Astartes. However, Horus lost and they all fled to the Eye of Terror like little bitches.<br /> <br /> ===Iron Cage Trolling===<br /> [[File:DemonicFortress.png|thumb|right|[http://gunshowcomic.com/471 You come across a seemingly well-fortified daemonic fortress! Defenses as far as the eye can see!]]]But before fleeing he performed one of the greatest acts of trolling in the entire fluff, called the &quot;Eternal Fortress&quot;. A trap set for the [[Imperial Fists]] who wanted to take revenge on Perturabo who claimed to be residing in the Central Keep of the Fortress. Surrounding the Fortress was a 20 kilometer killzone, filled with mine fields, traps, bunkers, trenches, and every other kind of base defense imaginable in order to make the assault on the keep a very costly affair. This was intended to bleed the Imperial Fists dry for when they reached the actual fortress. This was made more effective by the fact that the Imperial Fist's fleet was kept busy dealing with the Iron Warriors' fleet, preventing them from providing effective orbital support to Dorn's forces on the ground, isolating them all the more.<br /> <br /> When the Imperial Fists DID manage to get to the keep, after wading through twenty miles (or maybe kilometers...) of killing ground and losing a great deal of their forces in the process, they found out the Central Keep was *plot twist* empty! (Except for the various inward-pointing guns aimed directly at the Imperial Fists, essentially trapping them inside the fortress.) This caused Rogal Dorn to become a normal man after getting trolled: Sad, broken and [[RAGE|RAGED]]. But before the Imperial Fists even got out of the mess they had get shot at for three weeks before getting saved by none other than the great heroes of the Imperium, the *cough* [[Ultramarines|Ultrasmurfs]] *cough*. So then the Iron Warriors, realizing they couldn't beat both legions at the same time, decided to instead deny the Imperial Fists from recovering their fallen brothers' gene seed by essentially ''nuking the entire fucking planet.'' 400 were never recovered and dealing a great blow to the Fists' ability to replenish their numbers after the assault. The Iron Warriors obtained the [[gene-seed]] of hundreds of Imperial Fists and sacrificed it to the Chaos Gods, who showed their gratitude by elevating Perturabo to the position of Daemon Prince of Chaos Undivided. (Well not all of it. Some of this gene-seed was used to create a few IF/IW half-breeds (may be with a little [[Fabius Bile|Fabulous]] support), including the [[Honsou|evilest motherfucker of the 41st millennium]].)<br /> <br /> Loyalist corpsefuckers claim that Perturabo hesitated to slay Rogal Dorn, because &quot;Only through his self-sacrifice could he break the Emprah's Champion!&quot;. Since FW gave rules to both of them, we now do know that Pert has nice chances against Dorn, if they both start on an even foot. Which they weren't on Sebastus, given Pert spent weeks of the Iron Cage siege laughing at countless Fists being blasted by heavy ordnance, and Dorn spent them fighting 24/7 without rest and repair to his weapon/armor, watching his beloved sons being slaughtered by the hundreds in a totally unmanly and unfair way. And of course, let's not forget the much more preferable and easily available option to just shoot the fuck out of Dorn with some crazy big and powerful guns Pert had in abundance, since Dorn was already trapped in the crossfire without any cover [[Grimdark|but the corpses of his fallen sons]] - few D-blasts in the face is enough to end any Primarch, save Horus and Lorgar.<br /> <br /> Plus Perturabo would have known that killing Dorn would have made him a martyr throughout the Imperium. He'll go down in history as the mighty primarch who went down trying to take one of foul arch-traitors of chaos down, nobody will question that and people will take Dorn as a hero who fought to the last. But, bloody his sons, utterly humiliate him, and cause him to fail his sworn objective all the while leaving him alive to face the shame? Dorn doesn't go down as a hero, he's just a man who boasted big, got tactically outsmarted by his prey, and utterly defeated for his troubles, a much bigger blow than simply pulling the trigger of his super weapon and ending it there.<br /> <br /> ==Post Heresy==<br /> While his brothers don't do all that much, Perturabo doesn't sit on his ass all day. In 400.M32, he single-handedly annihilated the forge world of Toil in eight days. With [[Nurgle]]'s help, he unleashed a machine-plague that transformed the planet's factories into walking monstrosities while causing Daemon Engine-spewing cables to burst out of the ground. This makes him the most deadly hacker to ever exist. And he also helped [[Abaddon]] fuck up the [[Iron Hands]] during the 10th [[Black Crusade]] (possibly because he was sick of people getting the Iron Warriors and the Iron Hands mixed up all the time), making him the only Daemon Primarch to actually participate in a Black Crusade.<br /> <br /> ==Personality==<br /> :''&quot;I am not a man, I am far more&quot;'' - Perturabo<br /> ::''&quot;In those words is the poison that spoils your potential&quot;'' - Perturabo's sister, before he killed her.<br /> <br /> Greatly known for his mastery of siege warfare. He is feared for his status as a [[Daemon Prince]], and his [[Rage|RAGE]], which is mainly due to an itch to the back of his head that he can't scratch due to the cable wiring (refer to the picture at the top). In other words, he's one big, mean and badass motherfucker who knows how to make the strongest thing go down.<br /> <br /> He is described as &quot;mercurial&quot; in the Index Astartes article, which may be why his personality is so different between the various authors who have portrayed him and, indeed, between the various segments of his personal history listed above. A few presentations and interpretations are presented below:<br /> <br /> In &quot;Crimson Fist&quot;, Perturabo was portrayed as a Saturday-morning villain who flips his shit when a flunky brings him bad news. His emotions range from [[Stupid Evil|&quot;hand-wringing evil&quot;]] to [[BBEG|&quot;I'll get you next time&quot;]]. Thanks, John French.<br /> <br /> In the third Forge World Horus Heresy book &quot;Extermination&quot;, Perturabo is a cold, resentful bastard who the moment he was re-united with his Legion had it decimated for not being the best, then wondered how his legion still wasn't as good as the Dark Angels, Ultramarines and Luna Wolves, [[Fail|and why no-one liked him.]] As an aside the FW books are co-written by John French. The Forge World Imperial Armour Volume 13 Book also mentions a civil war between the Iron Warriors in M34 that, in-universe, is suspected to have been instigated by the Daemon Primarch Perturabo to weed out the weak amongst his scions.<br /> <br /> [[Graham McNeill]] presents him in &quot;Angel Exterminatus&quot; as a vastly intelligent, very meticulous man who resented his legion's treatment at the Emperor's hands, but refuses to consider himself a &quot;traitor&quot; as opposed to the Emperor's &quot;Loyalists&quot; having come to the conclusion of joining Horus side logically, even though he hates himself for it. <br /> <br /> McNeill's Perturabo is shown to possess loads of teeth-grinding, under-the-surface, passive aggressive, subtle rage, particularly where he buys hundreds of house-sized paintings of his own men and has them all burned. The painting in question that he had destroyed was one that showed a Legion Apothecary administering the Emperor's Mercy to an Iron Warrior, in the mud and grimy fields of a conquered fortress. In the background of the painting there was an [[Imperial Fists|Imperial Fists flag]] waving over the fortress. This just shows that Perturabo possesses an all-consuming hatred for Dorn, and in every waking moment he lives, breathes, and shits the thought that Dorn is somehow better than him. Which when put into context of his upbringing where he ''knew'' he was better than everyone else but had to constantly had to face the questions and doubts of lesser men while being unable to fulfill his potential, you can appreciate Perturabo's seething frustration when being stuck on fringes of the Great Crusade getting all of the shit jobs, while other brothers like [[Horus]] and Dorn get all the good jobs and hence the glory.<br /> <br /> As an extension of this, he's prone to premeditated acts of calculated destruction and cruelty to get one over on his brothers: one example is where Fulgrim fucked around one too many times on campaign, Pert invited Fulgrim into his inner sanctum to show him a clockwork [[Warhound Scout Titan]] only to smashed Fulgrim's pretty face into the guts of the machine; that Warhound was intricate, made of dozens of hundreds of thousands of tiny parts, and fully-functional, complete with the ability to move and fire miniature laser cannons. He also had schematics of huge, wondrous buildings that he was the architect of, and a clockwork Phoenix that he spent over a century constructing by hand and even wrote the code of an AI from scratch for it. It was a master-piece in itself and Perturabo was willing to break his brother's face on it to make a point. A second example during the Great Crusade in the McNeill's novel &quot;Magnus the Red&quot; is where spends what must have been a long time painstakingly crafting a psychic sextant device at Magnus' request, only to smash it in front of Magnus because he knew exactly what it was for, for this Magnus outright called him cruel but Perturabo's response was that he needed to illustrate the Emperor's warning against delving too deep into the warp and simply &lt;u&gt;saying&lt;/u&gt; as much wouldn't have done any good, [[Konrad Curze|so being cruel was the quickest option.]]<br /> <br /> Simplicity is the key, expedience the goal. His is a mind entirely composed of mathematical equations, looking at the world around him in angles and percentages, statistics and numbers. Emotion is unwelcome, an unfactorable variable, but it's always there, the ghost that haunts his finely tuned thoughts; again in &quot;Magnus the Red&quot; by McNeill, his actions on the planet Morningstar would dispassionately leave millions of refugees to die simply because he could not afford to save them all, all because they fell on the wrong side of his equation. He had even argued with his brother Magnus about the realities of war and the need to avoid sentimentality in decision making. He would later admit to one of his commanders that he is deeply affected by his emotions and was itching to find those responsible for his choices and punish them, later becoming exceptionally angry when he discovered that the planetary elite were responsible for the catastrophe and he labelled their treachery against the Emperor as utterly unforgivable ''(no doubt foreshadowing his own personal opinion about joining the Horus Heresy)'' He also admitted that he could not be ''seen'' to be emotional because he had a reputation to consider. <br /> <br /> Perturabo was detached from his own men. He had his '''Trident''': a cadre of officers similar to Horus own '''Mournival''', though he didn't like any of them and considered replacing them, which begs the question of why he even had them. You think the Lion had people problems? At least his men could appreciate his elegant brilliance along with his ruthlessness so that any losses were weighed against gains. Perturabo was a brute force machine: victory was a positive in his arithmetic of war, failure was negative; therefore to him, any cost was worth the price of winning. He illustrated this when he decimated his legion in the beginning days. His men took the lesson to heart but became hardened because of it. Officers felt disdain for the lives of their own men and scheming became rife within his legion, all scrabbling for supremacy and the attentions of their masters to prove themselves worth keeping. Where other leaders might rule through [[Horus|force of personality]] or [[Konrad Curze|fear of reprisal]], Perturabo led through indifference, expecting the dream of Imperium to speak for itself.<br /> <br /> Perturabo buried his dreams and his heart on Olympia's ridges, and then willingly cut all emotional ties and dived into Hell, all because he truly believed in his father's utopian dream of Imperium. He would do anything his father asked of him in order to achieve it. He murdered millions, because his father asked him to. He broke empires, shattered armies, and his Legion bore the most grievous wounds and losses, because his father asked him to. And he ignored the implications of it all, because his Father asked him to. Do you honestly believe none of this ground into his long lost humanity, the empty core of his being that he cut out, because his Father asked him to?<br /> <br /> He is War-Broken. We're talking about God-Level post-traumatic mental disorder here. Perturabo can't control his emotions at times. He stares out at nothingness, and speaks to his past. One moment, he's unreachable, and the next he's ripping your head off because you brought him bad news. He can become utterly lost in fine details, both in crafting weaponry, and tearing down citadels. It calms him, returns his mind back to the emotionless numbers that represent hundreds of thousands of his sons dying. The further detached he became from reality, the further he tried to hide from the horror he was crafting, the worse his emotions got.<br /> <br /> And Perturabo buried that shit. To admit the hurt and the fatigue would be to admit he was human, something imperfect; To acknowledge the dropping morale of his men would be to admit that they were weak when they should be strong. So he did the only thing his sensibilities would allow him to do: He moved forward. He got the job done, and the next, and the next and the one after that. He kept doing what his father asked from him, because that's what &quot;Perturabo&quot; would do, the Primarch who shouldered burdens without complaint, who did the jobs no-one else wanted.<br /> <br /> Olympia was the line crossed. His mind broke, his heart broke, and he became the Monster he ran from his whole life.<br /> <br /> Because his Father asked him to.<br /> <br /> ===Capabilities===<br /> <br /> As mentioned earlier, Perturabo was born with the innate knowledge of pretty much all practical and metaphysical sciences, which pretty much sets him apart from all of his brothers in that he had no &quot;real&quot; childhood, no trial and error period of learning. On &lt;u&gt;his first day&lt;/u&gt; his was debating ''(and dismissing)'' the nature of religion with his planet's wise men, and was master-crafting swords better than most smiths. You'd reckon being born knowing everything would stunt your emotional growth. Yes, other Primarchs like Angron, the Lion or Kurze got a pretty raw start but for better or worse they learned to adapt and rise to greatness ''(or infamy)''. Perturabo started off already being as good as he was going to get, though it would take time for his body to grow strong, his mind was already at its peak, and he had to spend decades on a shitty little back-water planet with no appreciable resources with which to build an empire the same way that [[Roboute Guilliman|Guilliman]] or [[Rogal Dorn|Dorn]] did, all the while having to slap down naysayers telling him that his fantasies of advanced engineering and space-travel were impossible.<br /> <br /> As to his mind, if a comparison could be made, then he was probably just as intelligent as Guilliman, if not more so due to the seeming wide range of his capabilities. ''(Guilliman was renowned neither as philosopher, smith or artisan)'' As a military strategist Perturabo could plan a campaign from start to finish in his mind, using the arithmetic of war; where Guilliman could orchestrate a flawless battle-plan from the command center, Perturabo would enact it himself by plugging straight into the data feeds and absorbing all the info at once, circumventing the chain of command and issuing orders directly to squads, taking direct control of gun turrets and mechanised units and plotting their firing trajectories, even taking over starship systems and running them himself. <br /> <br /> Thus lies the problem: Perturabo is a general as much as [[Neckbeard|any player of Warhammer 40,000 is a &quot;general&quot;]]: he [[Stat block|sees the battlefield in terms of units with stat blocks]]; that every soldier can be [[Warhammer 40,000|reduced to a number based on his armament or capability]] which would [[Powergamer|factor in to his arithmetic of war]]. Even Guilliman recognised the random nature of war and how small moments of heroism could change the flow of battle; other generals could trust their men to follow their orders to the best of their abilities and even exceed them from time to time and pull off something spectacular. On the other hand, in sincerely believing in his own superiority Perturabo would micromanage everything and instead remove the agency of his officers and men. His soldiers would never get their chance to succeed or fail on their own terms and were essentially reduced to minis on a tabletop. Which in turn would make his men paranoid, wondering if they would be thrown away into the grinder or be blamed for failure when they couldn't match Perturabo's expectations.<br /> <br /> As an unwelcome revelation to the Mechanicum, Perturabo was quite capable of understanding binaric machine code, even when blurted out in its lightning fast audible form, something that would otherwise not be possible without some form of implants, to the point that tech priests unfamiliar with Perturabo would not actually believe it and be in for a shock when they attempted to use it in his presence. ''(Yet another example of Perturabo being underestimated)''<br /> <br /> Unknown to anyone else, Perturabo had always possessed a strange connection to the Eye of Terror - for some reason, he could sense it from anywhere in the galaxy, and he became convinced that it was constantly watching and judging his every action. The resulting inferiority complex wasn't really helped by the fact that when he tried ask others if they could see the Eye, they assumed he was hallucinating. ''(Ironically, he was actually the one to give the Eye its current name- before then, it was called [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cygnus_X-1 Cygnus X-1].)''<br /> <br /> ===Outside the box===<br /> Oh, Perturabo enjoyed playing [[Warhammer 40000]], and no, we're not kidding; his legion's warrior lodge had a whole bunch of tables set up where they could all play scenarios against each other and see whose tactics and armies would win, proving that the [[Iron Warriors]] are [[Neckbeards]] (which would go a long way towards explaining why the IV Legion was so embittered). Perturabo himself owned an awesome perpetual-motion powered clockwork [[Warhound Scout Titan]] ''(I'd buy &lt;s&gt;one!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;three!!&lt;/s&gt; ALL OF THEM!!!!!)'' which he facepalmed [[Fulgrim]] with (at the cost of the model) just to prove a point. [[Derp|What if he had a model of hImself, then played with the model, but the model was made 30,000 years before him? Is there a GeeDubbs in 40k?]] [[what|Are we living in a board game to be made in the future?]] [[Derp|Would the]] [[Just as planned|events of 40k go as they where lore wise? Is Geedubbs Tzeench? Is everyone under control of Tzeench?]]<br /> <br /> If you want to know, &quot;Perturabo&quot; is the name the nice lil' Perty chose for himself after reading some ancient texts predating the Age of Strife (or climbing out of his pod, depending on the story). Given GW's freaky love for kitchen pseudo Latin, we can assume it to be a deformation of the verb ''per'''d'''urabo'', meaning &quot;I shall endure&quot;. Best predictive name ever if you consider the mountain of shit his bros and the Emprah threw on him before the Heresy... Or it could be a deformation of the verb '''perturbō''' meaning &quot;I confuse, disturb, perturb, trouble, alarm&quot;. Or maybe both, making it a surprisingly good pun by GW standards. It's maybe also of note, that 'perdurabo' is the cult-name Aleister Crowley got when he entered the Golden Dawn, no mere coincidence, I would assume!<br /> <br /> Or maybe said &quot;Ancient texts&quot; were some 40K material meaning he [[what|named himself after himself]].<br /> <br /> ==Tabletop==<br /> <br /> {| border=&quot;1&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;<br /> ! || WS || BS || S || T || W || I || A || Ld || Sv<br /> |-<br /> | '''Perturabo:''' || 8 || 6 || 7 || 6 || 6 || 5 || 4 || 10 || 2+/3++<br /> |}&lt;br style=&quot;clear: both; height: 0px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;<br /> At 490 points when kitted out with [[Ferrus Manus|Forgebreaker]] he's the third most expensive Primarch after [[Horus]] and [[Magnus]]. But he's worth it.<br /> <br /> [[Image:PerturaboPrimarchoftheIronWarriors03.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Fuck your Cerastus [[Emprah]] ! Buy another one, ya rich muthafucka! FUCK YOUR CERASTUS EMPRAH, FUCK YOUR CERASTUS! [[Chaos|DARKNESS! DARKNESS!]]]]<br /> On his own merits, he's sort of what you'd get if you crossed the rules of Horus with Ferrus Manus. <br /> Like Manus, his armour is a veritable bag of tricks, although less killy overall since he has fewer attacks and the hammer is unwieldy. Though you can choose to hit things with his fists if you don't want to use/bring the hammer, in which case he strikes as hard as a plasma gun. Also rather than carrying an arsenal of ranged weapons he has practically every item of wargear attached, making him much more of a support character since he can teleport and then bring on other teleporting dudes around himself. Units cannot infiltrate around him and the unit he's with can use Interceptors on enemy units arriving by deep strike. Finally, his armor also lets you refrain from shooting to give a squad +1 BS ''(due to Cognis Signum)'' which depending on your play style may actually occur more than you realize, since his own gun is only 24&quot; range. On top of that, all of his attacks benefit from Wrecker and Tank Hunters, so any mechanized list he's up against will be in for a world of pain.<br /> <br /> For what he gives to everyone else, his whole army gains a bit more of a close combat focus by becoming Stubborn which makes them very difficult to shift and they also all gain Furious Assault when in the enemy deployment zone, though you may not necessarily have built your army to fully utilize this since Iron Warriors tend to have [[dakka|all the guns]]. He can also make all other terminators deep-striking via teleportation ''(including siege terminators)'' though he does not make them into troops like [[Horus]] does. Like Horus, he has a wrist mounted gun (with Rending, no less) and he also has an Orbital Strike, which is slightly less powerful compared to Horus' (and lacks the Lance rule), but compensates by being Ordnance D3 instead of Ordnance 1.<br /> <br /> He also lets you roll for reserves on turn one, which when combo'd with teleporting siege terminators can make for an [[Awesome|EPIC]] alpha-strike.<br /> <br /> All this said, he's really expensive and has no reliable way to break tarpits. Furthermore, while Deep Striking Termies and Furious Charge in the enemy deployment zone are good, they don't really capitalize on the strong points of the Iron Warriors. It's possible to use The Ironfire to build a list that makes use of his rules, but it's annoying that he tries to force his sons to take on new roles instead of focusing on dakka.<br /> <br /> In games of 3000+ points or more, he can spend 500 points to use his special Dedicated Transport, the &quot;Tormentor&quot;- a buffed out Shadowsword with a void shield, a 15-model transport capacity, the Command Tank upgrade, and a rear access point.<br /> <br /> ==Perturabo VS other Primarchs:==<br /> &lt;div class=&quot;toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed&quot; style=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> Primarch fighting, while fun to see, isn't a very competitive thing to do as it'll usually tie up both Primarchs for the entire game without either of them dying. With that in mind this section is about how Perturabo fares against other Primarchs Mathhammer wise. Please note that all the various abilities are taken into accounts when possible and the match-ups assume the Primarchs are the only ones involved in the fighting, so various abilities like Angron's &quot;The Butcher's Nails&quot; and Rampage do not provide any bonuses. In essence, the fights are supposed to happen in a &quot;Vacuum&quot; for simplicity, but notes are added to make things clearer in particular instances. Also all of the Primarch use their most powerful weapons (because why have a contest if you don't do your best?). So he is obviously armed with Forgebreaker. Also do note that Forgebreaker is an incredible weapon for Primarch vs Primarch duelling, giving him an edge against every other Primarch thanks to the combination of Strikedown, Concussive AND Blind, but the rules are only taken into account against Primarchs that he wouldn't be able to beat without, for (my) simplicity.<br /> &lt;div class=&quot;mw-collapsible-content&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Horus<br /> **Horus hits 3 times (Talon), wounds 2.667 times, 0.889 after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.556 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Horus (Blinded) hits 2 times (Talon), wounds 1.778 times, 0.593 after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.256 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.556 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo (with Horus Blinded) hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Well well well. So, finally a real challenger has appeared? This fight would actually seems to pend in favor of Perturabo! Then you remember that Horus negates any effect that would adversely modify his characteristic profile with a 3+. Try again another time, Perty.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Angron<br /> **Angron Round 1: hits 5.333 times, wounds 4.444 times, 1.48 after saves, and IWND take it down to 1.148.<br /> **Angron Round 2 and thereafter: hits 4 times, wounds 3.333 times, 1.111 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.69 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.361 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Angron wins.<br /> **Note: actually in the turn after Perturabo actually wounds Angron (69% per round) he will most probably be blinded and then hammered to death. So if he can't kill him before that (not easy) he is actually dead meat.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Mortarion<br /> **Mortarion hits 2.5 times, wounds 1.666 times, 0.555 wounds after saves and 0.222 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.666 times, wounds 2.222 times, 1.111 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.555 wounds at the start of the next turn<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Fulgrim<br /> **Fulgrim Round 1: hits 4.5 times, wounds 3 times, 1 wounds after saves and 0.667 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Fulgrim Round 2 and thereafter: hits 3 times, wounds 2 times, 0.667 wounds after saves and 0.333 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Fulgrim Blinded: hits 1.667 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.37 times after saves and 0.037 after IWND<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667, 0.555 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo (with Fulgrim Blinded) hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Fulgrim surprisingly lose as after the first round he will be brought to I 4 (by Strikedown) and then Blinded and/or Concussed pretty much every round (actually 85% of the total rounds, if my calculation are correct, that is more than enough for Perturabo to destroy him).<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Ferrus Manus<br /> **Ferrus hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.083 times, 0.694 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.361 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.74 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **In the mirror match Perturabo actually wins thanks to his WS, since even with one more attack Ferrus hits marginally less times.<br /> **Note: without the hammer(s) Ferrus would defeat Perturabo, 'cause he would wound Perturabo on a 3+ (2+ with the Servo Harm) wounding 1.75 times, with Perturabo wounding him on 4+ and so wounding him 1.333. Guess old Perty could use Fulgrim's hammer better, in the end.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Konrad Curze<br /> **Curze hits 3 times, wounds 2.25 times, 0.75 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.417 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667, 0.833 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.5 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Konrad lose as Perturabo does marginally more damage.<br /> **Note: With Hit &amp; Run Konrad would win, but the chance he is not concussed in the round he wants to escape are pretty slim, meaning that Perturabo has still the Edge in this fight.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Lorgar <br /> **Lorgar hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.083 times, 0.694 wounds after saves and 0.361 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 2.37 times, wounds 1.865 times, 0.932 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.599 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2: hits 2.666 times, wounds 2.221 times, 1.11 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.777 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> **Note: as always, psychic powers not included. You know how it would end anyway...<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Vulkan<br /> **Vulkan hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.555 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Vulkan (Blinded): hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.37 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.037 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.185 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **As with Fulgrim, Perturabo actually wins only thanks to his Hammer (great weapon indeed).<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Alpharius<br /> **Alpharius hits 2.92 times and wounds 1.701 times, 0.567 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.234 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222 times, 1.111 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Rogal Dorn<br /> **Dorn hits 2 times, wounds 1.5 times, 0.5 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.167 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.333 times, 0.667 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.333 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins. Have at thee!<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Corvus Corax<br /> **Corvus hits 4 times (Scourge)/3 times (Shadow-walk), wounds 3 times (Scourge)/2.25 times (Shadow-walk), 1 wounds (Scourge)/0.75 wounds (Shadow-walk) after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.667/0.417 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times/2 times, wounds 2.222 times/1.667 times, 1.481 wounds/1.111 after saves and IWND will take that down to 1.147/0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins. <br /> **Note: Welcome to Corvus Corax fist nightmare-city, population: Perturabo. He would mostly like to Hit and Run, but then again, with strikedown, concussive and blind, how can he do that? Also, Perturabo is immune to Blind. Yeah, he is like Corax natural enemy and then some...<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Roboute Guilliman<br /> **Guilliman Round 1/2: hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.222 times, 0.74 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn. <br /> **Guilliman Round 3 and thereafter: hits 3.333 times, wounds 2.963 times, 0.988 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.654 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222 times, 0.611 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.278.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter: hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.833 times after saves, 0.417 for Armor of Reason and IWND will take that down to 0.083.<br /> **Perturabo lose.<br /> **Note: Guilliman is immune to Concussive, and even though Strikedown will assure that Blind actually goes on half of the time he still win the fight, even if not as easily as the above statistic would imply.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Leman Russ<br /> **Russ hits 4 times, wounds 3 times, 1 time after saves, plus 0.388 wounds from Sever Life for a whole 1.388 wounds and IWND will take that down to 1.05 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Russ (blinded) hits 2 times, wounds 1.5 times, 0.5 time after saves, plus 0.388 wounds from Sever Life for a whole 0.888 wounds and IWND will take that down to 0.555 wounds at the start of the next turn. <br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.555 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter: hits 0.666 times, wounds 0.555 times, 0.2775 times after saves and IWND will take that down to -0.055.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter (with Russ blinded): hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.555 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo loses.<br /> **Note : A first lucky hit with Forgebreaker and failed Blind rolls from Russ can help Perturabo lasting a bit longer, making him one of the thoughest primarchs for Leman Russ to face.<br /> <br /> * TLDR version: Perturabo with Forgebreaker result in one of the strongest challenger above Primarchs, the combination of rules in the Hammer making him even a threat Guilliman and Horus! Ok, not Horus, he is invincible...but Guilliman shivers a little as he challenges him. Then again, he IS the third most pricey Primarch.<br /> <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Primarchs}}<br /> [[Category:Chaos]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Perturabo&diff=377721 2017-11-29T05:23:55Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div>[[File:Perturabo.jpg|400px|thumb|right|He seethes with generic rage, and cripes man, look at all the empty space in the head piece....]]<br /> ''&quot;Tell them ruin has come to their world, death, despair and red war...''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them their hopes and pride have come to nothing.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them their empty whispers fall upon deaf ears - their gods are dead, human logic has killed them.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them the [[Space Marines|Angels of Death]] have come.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them that nothing can save them now.&quot;''<br /> <br /> <br /> {{Topquote|No one becomes depraved all at once.|Juvenal, Satires}}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|It is a man's own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways.|Gautama Buddha}}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|I'm the bad guy? How'd that happen? I did everything they told me to.|2=[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLmuF-0P4tk William Foster]}}<br /> <br /> '''Perturabo''', '''&quot;The Hammer of Olympia&quot;''', is the Primarch of the [[Iron Warriors]].<br /> <br /> ==Origins==<br /> Perturabo's first memory is finding himself halfway up a cliff with no idea how or why he got there. All he knew was that he could see this [[Eye of Terror|great ugly spot]] in the sky that seemed to be watching him. Without any other information to go on he climbed the rest of the way and reached the top of the cliff where he found a squad of soldiers waiting to take the boy to their king. When being asked of his origins, Perturabo found that he could speak the language, he knew his own name, was proficient in combat, could merely look upon objects and materials to know their constructive properties, he had an instinctive mastery of mathematics and engineering, could determine people's character like a psychologist just by watching them, and could reason matters of logic and philosophy from the get go.<br /> <br /> This is what makes Perturabo different from all of his brothers; where each Primarch landed on their world, they spent their formative years being shaped by their experiences and exposure to learning. Where [[Fulgrim]] and [[Sanguinius]] were found as near-helpless babes and raised to appreciate the finer side of art and humanities, Perturabo already knew about artifice and ethics. Where [[Lorgar]] and [[Magnus]] were taken in by scholars and practically consumed information until there was nothing left, Perturabo already knew everything in the textbooks and didn't need to be taught. Where [[Vulkan]] was raised as the son of a blacksmith and learned craft through apprenticeship, Perturabo's literal first task upon being presented to his &quot;father&quot; was to forge a ''perfect'' sword faster than any craftsman on the planet. Perturabo considered himself robbed of the sense of wonder he might have felt at looking on impressive works of art or learning how to do things the long way, if he did not already know how they were created and could critique them. <br /> <br /> The only things Perturabo didn't know was what he was doing before he awoke on the cliffside, and why the sky was [[Eye of Terror|watching his every move]]. He was told that before his recollection started, there were tales of a boy descending from the mountains and killing monsters on his own, but Perturabo had no recollection of any of that. So naturally he would appear a bit jaded and suspicious. Why would he already have access to so much information? but why would he have no memory of his past? and why was he the only one who could see that DAMNED INTRUSIVE eye in the sky? This wouldn't be helped when the his adoptive &quot;father&quot; only seemed to see the opportunity that Perturabo represented, rather than as a son to raise or a brother to be admired. Perturabo was going to be used as a tool of war and he knew it. <br /> <br /> The older fluff initially stated that the only lesson Olympia had to teach him was of his own superiority, the truth was much closer than that: with all this inherent knowledge, strength and skill, Perturabo was used as a kind of [[Angron|prize fighter]], paraded against the Tyrant king's enemies, humiliating them with displays of superior artistry, rhetoric and if need be, combat. He beat everyone effortlessly, vehemently refuting their claims of [[Emperor|his divinity]] and thought of them as ignorant fools, even going so far as to recite the story of [[Magnus|Plato's cave]] to demonstrate how wrong they were, though he did concede that he was created by no human artifice, just not gods. He also grew tired of being used endlessly for the pursuit of supremacy, reasoning that his skills could be put towards architecture and engineering, to make a better life for all but instead he was used as a weapon and he resented it. He knew he was better than all of them, but due the constant political backstabbery of the court, mixed with their [[Ecclesiarchy|retarded religion]], Perturabo was constantly bombarded by pestering luddites and disbelieving idiots who did not believe what he was capable of, yet he had no way to properly demonstrate it thanks to the technological limitations of the world he was marooned on.<br /> <br /> Before he knew the full measure of what he was, Perturabo was a cultivated-scholar and a gentle man of peace. He lived for the utopian ideal of peace, freedom and enlightenment for all mankind and he was all for [[Reasonable Marines|stopping conflicts through diplomacy if at all possible.]] His foster-father was a tyrannical asshole, and dismissed all of Perturabo's artful designs for theatres, museums, bridges as [[Fail|follies]] and kept expecting Perturabo to perform the function of weapon and take over the world for him ''(so his family life was a tad strained)''. After [[Emperor|E-Money]] showed up on the East Side lookin' for his home-boys up in the 'hood, Perturabo had already taken over the planet for his other father and was ready to leave his petty little world in search for greater things. In joining the Imperium, he thought he was home.<br /> <br /> Unfortunately for Perturabo, the Imperium was EXACTLY like Olympia, its leader had no real desire for a diplomat/artist/philospher when all the Emperor wanted was a general. Perturabo's real father was every bit the tyrannical asshole his other parent had been, only thinking to use Perturabo's skills in matter of war, rather than construction and peace... only this &quot;father&quot; was shinier and kinda '''GOD'''like. <br /> <br /> [[FAIL|Oh, but Perturabo had already figured out on the day of his first memory that gods couldn't exist and were not worthy of his devotion.]]<br /> <br /> ==Great Crusade==<br /> [[File:Perturabo_Portrait.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Perturabo's default expression throughout the Great Crusade, that of a man learning his dog shat on the carpet.]]<br /> <br /> When they first met on the mountains of Olympia, the Emperor looked into Perturabo's mind and named him his '''Lord of Iron'''. He placed enough faith in Perturabo to expect him to do all of the unrelenting, indefatigable and thankless tasks, knowing full-well the starry-eyed Perturabo was entirely sold on this whole &quot;utopia&quot; idea that he would do &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; to see it through. So if daddy needed a general, Perturabo was going to damn-well give him a general and Perturabo was going apply himself in the same clinical, detached and heartless manner that he always did. The utopian dream of the Imperium came first, all other &quot;human&quot; foibles came second.<br /> <br /> Compared to his brothers, Perturabo spent a surprisingly short period of time on Terra getting to learn how the Imperium functioned and was put in command of his Legion within a year. Though after he was re-united with his Legion, he went full Tyrant himself. His ''first'' act as Commander was familiarize himself with the history of his Legion; his ''second'' was to enact the ancient tradition of [[Exterminatus|Decimation]], where one-in-ten soldiers ''(determined by lottery)'' would be beaten to death by the other nine. Most of the other Primarchs declared that Perturabo was insane, but the Emperor let it slide as Perturabo's reasoning being: ''&quot;[[What|Not that they had failed... instead they had not reached their potential.]]&quot;'' Therefore it was not enough to be merely superior, but Perturabo decided that his legion should have been supreme. [[Roboute Guilliman]] was particularly critical of this, as he had known several of the Iron Warriors selected to die personally and objected to what he viewed as their unnecessary deaths. <br /> <br /> It's worth noting that decimation originally applied to serious offenses like mutiny, or after a humiliating defeat, not because of just being sub-par. However the Legion ''(without their Primarch)'' had just finished the disastrous liberation of Incaladion, a campaign where their own stubbornness and determination to slog through whatever the Crusade could throw at them and doing what other legions couldn't had backfired on them. Their plan unravelled but they continued anyway, throwing more and more bodies at the problem until it finally caved in. This lead to immense casualties in a single engagement - some 29000 frontline units, including many veterans of the legion, and something like 2 million imperial army soldiers. It was deemed unnecessarily costly, and both damaged and shamed the Legion's largest expeditionary fleet. So that was a humiliating victory, rather than a humiliating defeat that led to Perturabo calling for decimation. The casualties from this campaign also meant that Perturabo only met about 35000 of his sons (with about half that number again scattered around the galaxy), meaning the decimation casualties were about three and a half thousand. While this does put things a little bit in perspective and somewhat provides a justification for such punishment it was still a needlessly brutal and asshole-ish move.<br /> <br /> At the time of The Crusade, Perturabo was a busy boy, building citadels and forts on the planets that he conquered, leaving always a little of his forces behind. In the end it became a stereotype that the Iron Warriors had the best army for sieges. He was also kept far away by the other Primarchs, mainly because Perturabo had so much badass technology they did not possess, but also because Big E wasn't too keen on having him ramble on about all this &quot;democracy and peace&quot; garbage. Perturabo had a big hard-on for Leonardo Da Vinci and spent much time searching the ruins of Old Earth for copies of his surviving journals, gathering his hidden papers and learning of the works he pursued in private. If the Emprah had named Perturabo his Praetorian and given him at least a share of the job fortifying the Imperial Palace, the Lord of Iron would've been a far happier camper.<br /> <br /> What's also known about him is his rivalry with [[Rogal Dorn]]. What we know about these two is that their quarrels were equivalent to the typical sibling rivalry. While Dorn is [[God-Emperor of Mankind|Daddy's]] Golden boy, Perturabo serves as the incredibly jealous brother who just wants to tear his brother limb from limb. Another reason why he was jealous of Dorn was due to Perturabo considering himself an architect and builder but was left destroying everything instead while Dorn did what Perturabo wanted to be doing. The most iconic incident occurred when Fulgrim asked Dorn if he could build a fortress that Perturabo couldn't crack; Dorn answered &quot;Yes&quot; and Perturabo threw a fit and left. Dorn also said this of Perturabo, ''&quot;Perturabo throws men at walls. If the Araakites (opponents of that campaign) so much as thought a wall he would pelt it with our legionaries as if there were no other way.&quot;'' Perturabo also had an inferiority complex and was frustrated by the limited opportunities he and his Legion got to prove themselves - as creatives they actually relished garrison duty, trying to build the cleverest and most impenetrable strongholds. When they went on campaign, they almost always ended up besieging the toughest fortresses opposing the Imperium and vented their frustration by massacring the defenders. This also tipped into ganging up with Horus on his brothers; at the battle of Gate 44, Perturabo accused [[Corvus Corax]] of cowardice for not wanting to march his men into a meat-grinder assault. Considering Perturabo had a hard-on for following orders without question, even if it meant death, one can see why he bitched at Corax. Unsurprisingly, this put Corvus (and probably Russ) off working with him for good, which pissed Perturabo off even more.<br /> <br /> Because of this Perturabo never got any recognition from the civilization he served for decades. Even the likes of Corvus and the Khan found it easier to gain a reputation as heroes because they got chances to perform their deeds out in the open in front of their fellow Legions and the Imperial Army (well, you didn't see Corvus do anything, but you suddenly realized that the hostile world wasn't hostile any more, and there were still inhabitants to integrate into the Imperium). The likes of [[Angron]] and [[Mortarion]] might not have been seen as heroes, but their feats of arms were sure as shit witnessed. If anyone saw the Iron Warriors doing anything it was either camping on an enemy's doorstep for weeks on end whilst sending Army units to &quot;identify the least defended spots&quot;, or butchering the locals after kicking the door down. All this made poor old Pert more and more frustrated.<br /> <br /> All the same, '''despite chastising his Legion for throwing men at walls when meeting them''', he refused to alter his Legion's ways and kept on throwing more men at more walls. And after having refused to take advice from his brothers, he sure as shit wouldn't take any from his sons. The Legion's preeminent [[Warsmith]], [[Barabas Dantioch]], having seen half his Grand Company lost in a campaign against the Hrud and become crippled and prematurely aged by the xenos' entropic powers, questioned the Primarch's choices during the campaign. Suddenly Dantioch was not Perturabo's favored son anymore and was left to rot on permanent garrison duty as a result. Insult to injury, this meant that the disgraced Warsmith was now busy building a unique fortress and generally enjoying his life; exactly the kind of work Perturabo wanted to be doing.<br /> <br /> Also, the rest of his brothers treated him like shit and called him a stupid hick (except [[Sanguinius]], best of men, and [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]], who appreciated Perturabo's scholarly side, [[Horus]], who gets along with everyone and [[Lorgar]] who was not in position to despise anyone). He and his legions never got credit for his work, and even when they did it was in a half-assed kind of way. That fight with Corax above ''also'' saw him cracking an orbital defense that had withstood assaults by three different Legions, historians [[troll| recorded him as &quot;a nameless comrade-at-arms that calculated the most efficient attack vector.&quot;]] He held it all in for a long, long time, until, after a gruelling three-part campaign in which the Iron Warriors, Blood Angels, and Imperial Fists all ganged up on a Fortress World, Rogal Dorn was given a medal, Perturabo was given nothing, and a master artist showed him a master-work of a painting depicting the battle, in which the Imperial Fists won a heroic victory while the Iron Warriors were '''literally''' ground face-first into the mud (then again, looking at Pert's favorite tactics, it's probably accurate). Perturabo actually bought that painting, then ''[[rage|burned it, stamped on it and pissed on it]]'', and then when Dorn went to the artist to commission a second one, the painter wisely refused for fear of the same happening to him. And that painting, as they say, was the straw that broke the camel's back. <br /> <br /> Weeeell, strictly speaking that wasn't the final straw. That came when Olympia rose up against Imperial rule. With a little egging on from [[Word Bearers]] Chaplains sent by [[Lorgar]] to manipulate them into heresy, the Iron Warriors crushed the uprisings in a time-honored way: kill them all and let Big.E sort them out! It wasn't quite Curze destroying Nostromo, but it was still pretty damn genocidal and tipped Perturabo over the edge. And when [[Horus]] came to him telling him it wasn't that bad because ultimately might makes right, Pert turned his back on the Imperium without much second thought.<br /> <br /> ==Horus Heresy==<br /> :''&quot;The Imperium is my father's folly. I try to believe in it because I want it to be true, just like I wanted my great buildings to be true, and the perfect societies that would use them to exist. But they cannot be. There is no such thing as perfection, humanity is too chaotic to accept true order&quot;'' - Perturabo, after sacking Olympia. 000.M31<br /> <br /> He joined Horus and the other Traitor Legions during the Horus Heresy when they promised him that he would be forgiven for his actions on Olympia in exchange for his loyalty. At first, he tried to get revenge on Dorn by annihilating his Retribution Fleet, but that didn't worked out too well since bad intel left him expecting the fleet would be led by [[Sigismund]] where it was led by [[Alexis Polux]] instead. Then, after licking his wounds (and becoming increasingly paranoid), he went on a joint operation with the Emperor's Children ond the premise they'd go look for a super-weapon or other Fulgrim had heard rumors of that would tip the balance in Horus' favor. Pert wasn't really impressed, but Fulgrim promised him he'd let Pert get the accolades for finding and using the thing so he agreed. In the end, [[troll|he was nearly killed by Fulgrim]] when the latter tried to [[Pretend|suck the life out of him]] to aid his ascension to [[Daemon Prince|Princedom]]. This didn't help with his paranoia, and the best part? Him smashing Fulgrim's face [[rage|in anger]] when he realized he'd been trolled [[just as planned|finally triggered Fulgrim's ascension]]. Suffice to say that after that Pert got really tired of that shit, so he joined Horus for the assault on Terra (something he both understood and relished). He supervised the Iron Warriors as they bombed the shit out of Terra, and also the main siege, taking much pleasure in breaking the Emperor's Palace's walls down with the aid of traitor Titan Legions and the other traitor Astartes. However, Horus lost and they all fled to the Eye of Terror like little bitches.<br /> <br /> ===Iron Cage Trolling===<br /> [[File:DemonicFortress.png|thumb|right|[http://gunshowcomic.com/471 You come across a seemingly well-fortified daemonic fortress! Defenses as far as the eye can see!]]]But before fleeing he performed one of the greatest acts of trolling in the entire fluff, called the &quot;Eternal Fortress&quot;. A trap set for the [[Imperial Fists]] who wanted to take revenge on Perturabo who claimed to be residing in the Central Keep of the Fortress. Surrounding the Fortress was a 20 kilometer killzone, filled with mine fields, traps, bunkers, trenches, and every other kind of base defense imaginable in order to make the assault on the keep a very costly affair. This was intended to bleed the Imperial Fists dry for when they reached the actual fortress. This was made more effective by the fact that the Imperial Fist's fleet was kept busy dealing with the Iron Warriors' fleet, preventing them from providing effective orbital support to Dorn's forces on the ground, isolating them all the more.<br /> <br /> When the Imperial Fists DID manage to get to the keep, after wading through twenty miles (or maybe kilometers...) of killing ground and losing a great deal of their forces in the process, they found out the Central Keep was *plot twist* empty! (Except for the various inward-pointing guns aimed directly at the Imperial Fists, essentially trapping them inside the fortress.) This caused Rogal Dorn to become a normal man after getting trolled: Sad, broken and [[RAGE|RAGED]]. But before the Imperial Fists even got out of the mess they had get shot at for three weeks before getting saved by none other than the great heroes of the Imperium, the *cough* [[Ultramarines|Ultrasmurfs]] *cough*. So then the Iron Warriors, realizing they couldn't beat both legions at the same time, decided to instead deny the Imperial Fists from recovering their fallen brothers' gene seed by essentially ''nuking the entire fucking planet.'' 400 were never recovered and dealing a great blow to the Fists' ability to replenish their numbers after the assault. The Iron Warriors obtained the [[gene-seed]] of hundreds of Imperial Fists and sacrificed it to the Chaos Gods, who showed their gratitude by elevating Perturabo to the position of Daemon Prince of Chaos Undivided. (Well not all of it. Some of this gene-seed was used to create a few IF/IW half-breeds (may be with a little [[Fabius Bile|Fabulous]] support), including the [[Honsou|evilest motherfucker of the 41st millennium]].)<br /> <br /> Loyalist corpsefuckers claim that Perturabo hesitated to slay Rogal Dorn, because &quot;Only through his self-sacrifice could he break the Emprah's Champion!&quot;. Since FW gave rules to both of them, we now do know that Pert has nice chances against Dorn, if they both start on an even foot. Which they weren't on Sebastus, given Pert spent weeks of the Iron Cage siege laughing at countless Fists being blasted by heavy ordnance, and Dorn spent them fighting 24/7 without rest and repair to his weapon/armor, watching his beloved sons being slaughtered by the hundreds in a totally unmanly and unfair way. And of course, let's not forget the much more preferable and easily available option to just shoot the fuck out of Dorn with some crazy big and powerful guns Pert had in abundance, since Dorn was already trapped in the crossfire without any cover [[Grimdark|but the corpses of his fallen sons]] - few D-blasts in the face is enough to end any Primarch, save Horus and Lorgar.<br /> <br /> Plus Perturabo would have known that killing Dorn would have made him a martyr throughout the Imperium. He'll go down in history as the mighty primarch who went down trying to take one of foul arch-traitors of chaos down, nobody will question that and people will take Dorn as a hero who fought to the last. But, bloody his sons, utterly humiliate him, and cause him to fail his sworn objective all the while leaving him alive to face the shame? Dorn doesn't go down as a hero, he's just a man who boasted big, got tactically outsmarted by his prey, and utterly defeated for his troubles, a much bigger blow than simply pulling the trigger of his super weapon and ending it there.<br /> <br /> ==Post Heresy==<br /> While his brothers don't do all that much, Perturabo doesn't sit on his ass all day. In 400.M32, he single-handedly annihilated the forge world of Toil in eight days. With [[Nurgle]]'s help, he unleashed a machine-plague that transformed the planet's factories into walking monstrosities while causing Daemon Engine-spewing cables to burst out of the ground. This makes him the most deadly hacker to ever exist. And he also helped [[Abaddon]] fuck up the [[Iron Hands]] during the 10th [[Black Crusade]] (possibly because he was sick of people getting the Iron Warriors and the Iron Hands mixed up all the time), making him the only Daemon Primarch to actually participate in a Black Crusade.<br /> <br /> ==Personality==<br /> :''&quot;I am not a man, I am far more&quot;'' - Perturabo<br /> ::''&quot;In those words is the poison that spoils your potential&quot;'' - Perturabo's sister, before he killed her.<br /> <br /> Greatly known for his mastery of siege warfare. He is feared for his status as a [[Daemon Prince]], and his [[Rage|RAGE]], which is mainly due to an itch to the back of his head that he can't scratch due to the cable wiring (refer to the picture at the top). In other words, he's one big, mean and badass motherfucker who knows how to make the strongest thing go down.<br /> <br /> He is described as &quot;mercurial&quot; in the Index Astartes article, which may be why his personality is so different between the various authors who have portrayed him and, indeed, between the various segments of his personal history listed above. A few presentations and interpretations are presented below:<br /> <br /> In &quot;Crimson Fist&quot;, Perturabo was portrayed as a Saturday-morning villain who flips his shit when a flunky brings him bad news. His emotions range from [[Stupid Evil|&quot;hand-wringing evil&quot;]] to [[BBEG|&quot;I'll get you next time&quot;]]. Thanks, John French.<br /> <br /> In the third Forge World Horus Heresy book &quot;Extermination&quot;, Perturabo is a cold, resentful bastard who the moment he was re-united with his Legion had it decimated for not being the best, then wondered how his legion still wasn't as good as the Dark Angels, Ultramarines and Luna Wolves, [[Fail|and why no-one liked him.]] As an aside the FW books are co-written by John French. The Forge World Imperial Armour Volume 13 Book also mentions a civil war between the Iron Warriors in M34 that, in-universe, is suspected to have been instigated by the Daemon Primarch Perturabo to weed out the weak amongst his scions.<br /> <br /> [[Graham McNeill]] presents him in &quot;Angel Exterminatus&quot; as a vastly intelligent, very meticulous man who resented his legion's treatment at the Emperor's hands, but refuses to consider himself a &quot;traitor&quot; as opposed to the Emperor's &quot;Loyalists&quot; having come to the conclusion of joining Horus side logically, even though he hates himself for it. <br /> <br /> McNeill's Perturabo is shown to possess loads of teeth-grinding, under-the-surface, passive aggressive, subtle rage, particularly where he buys hundreds of house-sized paintings of his own men and has them all burned. The painting in question that he had destroyed was one that showed a Legion Apothecary administering the Emperor's Mercy to an Iron Warrior, in the mud and grimy fields of a conquered fortress. In the background of the painting there was an [[Imperial Fists|Imperial Fists flag]] waving over the fortress. This just shows that Perturabo possesses an all-consuming hatred for Dorn, and in every waking moment he lives, breathes, and shits the thought that Dorn is somehow better than him. Which when put into context of his upbringing where he ''knew'' he was better than everyone else but had to constantly had to face the questions and doubts of lesser men while being unable to fulfill his potential, you can appreciate Perturabo's seething frustration when being stuck on fringes of the Great Crusade getting all of the shit jobs, while other brothers like [[Horus]] and Dorn get all the good jobs and hence the glory.<br /> <br /> As an extension of this, he's prone to premeditated acts of calculated destruction and cruelty to get one over on his brothers: one example is where Fulgrim fucked around one too many times on campaign, Pert invited Fulgrim into his inner sanctum to show him a clockwork [[Warhound Scout Titan]] only to smashed Fulgrim's pretty face into the guts of the machine; that Warhound was intricate, made of dozens of hundreds of thousands of tiny parts, and fully-functional, complete with the ability to move and fire miniature laser cannons. He also had schematics of huge, wondrous buildings that he was the architect of, and a clockwork Phoenix that he spent over a century constructing by hand and even wrote the code of an AI from scratch for it. It was a master-piece in itself and Perturabo was willing to break his brother's face on it to make a point. A second example during the Great Crusade in the McNeill's novel &quot;Magnus the Red&quot; is where spends what must have been a long time painstakingly crafting a psychic sextant device at Magnus' request, only to smash it in front of Magnus because he knew exactly what it was for, for this Magnus outright called him cruel but Perturabo's response was that he needed to illustrate the Emperor's warning against delving too deep into the warp and simply &lt;u&gt;saying&lt;/u&gt; as much wouldn't have done any good, [[Konrad Curze|so being cruel was the quickest option.]]<br /> <br /> Simplicity is the key, expedience the goal. His is a mind entirely composed of mathematical equations, looking at the world around him in angles and percentages, statistics and numbers. Emotion is unwelcome, an unfactorable variable, but it's always there, the ghost that haunts his finely tuned thoughts; again in &quot;Magnus the Red&quot; by McNeill, his actions on the planet Morningstar would dispassionately leave millions of refugees to die simply because he could not afford to save them all, all because they fell on the wrong side of his equation. He had even argued with his brother Magnus about the realities of war and the need to avoid sentimentality in decision making. He would later admit to one of his commanders that he is deeply affected by his emotions and was itching to find those responsible for his choices and punish them, later becoming exceptionally angry when he discovered that the planetary elite were responsible for the catastrophe and he labelled their treachery against the Emperor as utterly unforgivable ''(no doubt foreshadowing his own personal opinion about joining the Horus Heresy)'' He also admitted that he could not be ''seen'' to be emotional because he had a reputation to consider. <br /> <br /> Perturabo was detached from his own men. He had his '''Trident''': a cadre of officers similar to Horus own '''Mournival''', though he didn't like any of them and considered replacing them, which begs the question of why he even had them. You think the Lion had people problems? At least his men could appreciate his elegant brilliance along with his ruthlessness so that any losses were weighed against gains. Perturabo was a brute force machine: victory was a positive in his arithmetic of war, failure was negative; therefore to him, any cost was worth the price of winning. He illustrated this when he decimated his legion in the beginning days. His men took the lesson to heart but became hardened because of it. Officers felt disdain for the lives of their own men and scheming became rife within his legion, all scrabbling for supremacy and the attentions of their masters to prove themselves worth keeping. Where other leaders might rule through [[Horus|force of personality]] or [[Konrad Curze|fear of reprisal]], Perturabo led through indifference, expecting the dream of Imperium to speak for itself.<br /> <br /> Perturabo buried his dreams and his heart on Olympia's ridges, and then willingly cut all emotional ties and dived into Hell, all because he truly believed in his father's utopian dream of Imperium. He would do anything his father asked of him in order to achieve it. He murdered millions, because his father asked him to. He broke empires, shattered armies, and his Legion bore the most grievous wounds and losses, because his father asked him to. And he ignored the implications of it all, because his Father asked him to. Do you honestly believe none of this ground into his long lost humanity, the empty core of his being that he cut out, because his Father asked him to?<br /> <br /> He is War-Broken. We're talking about God-Level post-traumatic mental disorder here. Perturabo can't control his emotions at times. He stares out at nothingness, and speaks to his past. One moment, he's unreachable, and the next he's ripping your head off because you brought him bad news. He can become utterly lost in fine details, both in crafting weaponry, and tearing down citadels. It calms him, returns his mind back to the emotionless numbers that represent hundreds of thousands of his sons dying. The further detached he became from reality, the further he tried to hide from the horror he was crafting, the worse his emotions got.<br /> <br /> And Perturabo buried that shit. To admit the hurt and the fatigue would be to admit he was human, something imperfect; To acknowledge the dropping morale of his men would be to admit that they were weak when they should be strong. So he did the only thing his sensibilities would allow him to do: He moved forward. He got the job done, and the next, and the next and the one after that. He kept doing what his father asked from him, because that's what &quot;Perturabo&quot; would do, the Primarch who shouldered burdens without complaint, who did the jobs no-one else wanted.<br /> <br /> Olympia was the line crossed. His mind broke, his heart broke, and he became the Monster he ran from his whole life.<br /> <br /> Because his Father asked him to.<br /> <br /> ===Capabilities===<br /> <br /> As mentioned earlier, Perturabo was born with the innate knowledge of pretty much all practical and metaphysical sciences, which pretty much sets him apart from all of his brothers in that he had no &quot;real&quot; childhood, no trial and error period of learning. On &lt;u&gt;his first day&lt;/u&gt; his was debating ''(and dismissing)'' the nature of religion with his planet's wise men, and was master-crafting swords better than most smiths. You'd reckon being born knowing everything would stunt your emotional growth. Yes, other Primarchs like Angron, the Lion or Kurze got a pretty raw start but for better or worse they learned to adapt and rise to greatness ''(or infamy)''. Perturabo started off already being as good as he was going to get, though it would take time for his body to grow strong, his mind was already at its peak, and he had to spend decades on a shitty little back-water planet with no appreciable resources with which to build an empire the same way that [[Roboute Guilliman|Guilliman]] or [[Rogal Dorn|Dorn]] did, all the while having to slap down naysayers telling him that his fantasies of advanced engineering and space-travel were impossible.<br /> <br /> As to his mind, if a comparison could be made, then he was probably just as intelligent as Guilliman, if not more so due to the seeming wide range of his capabilities. ''(Guilliman was renowned neither as philosopher, smith or artisan)'' As a military strategist Perturabo could plan a campaign from start to finish in his mind, using the arithmetic of war; where Guilliman could orchestrate a flawless battle-plan from the command center, Perturabo would enact it himself by plugging straight into the data feeds and absorbing all the info at once, circumventing the chain of command and issuing orders directly to squads, taking direct control of gun turrets and mechanised units and plotting their firing trajectories, even taking over starship systems and running them himself. <br /> <br /> Thus lies the problem: Perturabo is a general as much as [[Neckbeard|any player of Warhammer 40,000 is a &quot;general&quot;]]: he [[Stat block|sees the battlefield in terms of units with stat blocks]]; that every soldier can be [[Warhammer 40,000|reduced to a number based on his armament or capability]] which would [[Powergamer|factor in to his arithmetic of war]]. Even Guilliman recognised the random nature of war and how small moments of heroism could change the flow of battle; other generals could trust their men to follow their orders to the best of their abilities and even exceed them from time to time and pull off something spectacular. On the other hand, in sincerely believing in his own superiority Perturabo would micromanage everything and instead remove the agency of his officers and men. His soldiers would never get their chance to succeed or fail on their own terms and were essentially reduced to minis on a tabletop. Which in turn would make his men paranoid, wondering if they would be thrown away into the grinder or be blamed for failure when they couldn't match Perturabo's expectations.<br /> <br /> As an unwelcome revelation to the Mechanicum, Perturabo was quite capable of understanding binaric machine code, even when blurted out in its lightning fast audible form, something that would otherwise not be possible without some form of implants, to the point that tech priests unfamiliar with Perturabo would not actually believe it and be in for a shock when they attempted to use it in his presence. ''(Yet another example of Perturabo being underestimated)''<br /> <br /> Unknown to anyone else, Perturabo had always possessed a strange connection to the Eye of Terror - for some reason, he could sense it from anywhere in the galaxy, and he became convinced that it was constantly watching and judging his every action. The resulting inferiority complex wasn't really helped by the fact that when he tried ask others if they could see the Eye, they assumed he was hallucinating. ''(Ironically, he was actually the one to give the Eye its current name- before then, it was called [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cygnus_X-1 Cygnus X-1].)''<br /> <br /> ===Outside the box===<br /> Oh, Perturabo enjoyed playing [[Warhammer 40000]], and no, we're not kidding; his legion's warrior lodge had a whole bunch of tables set up where they could all play scenarios against each other and see whose tactics and armies would win, proving that the [[Iron Warriors]] are [[Neckbeards]] (which would go a long way towards explaining why the IV Legion was so embittered). Perturabo himself owned an awesome perpetual-motion powered clockwork [[Warhound Scout Titan]] ''(I'd buy &lt;s&gt;one!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;three!!&lt;/s&gt; ALL OF THEM!!!!!)'' which he facepalmed [[Fulgrim]] with (at the cost of the model) just to prove a point. [[Derp|What if he had a model of hImself, then played with the model, but the model was made 30,000 years before him? Is there a GeeDubbs in 40k?]] [[what|Are we living in a board game to be made in the future?]] [[Derp|Would the]] [[Just as planned|events of 40k go as they where lore wise? Is Geedubbs Tzeench? Is everyone under control of Tzeench?]]<br /> <br /> If you want to know, &quot;Perturabo&quot; is the name the nice lil' Perty chose for himself after reading some ancient texts predating the Age of Strife (or climbing out of his pod, depending on the story). Given GW's freaky love for kitchen pseudo Latin, we can assume it to be a deformation of the verb ''per'''d'''urabo'', meaning &quot;I shall endure&quot;. Best predictive name ever if you consider the mountain of shit his bros and the Emprah threw on him before the Heresy... Or it could be a deformation of the verb '''perturbō''' meaning &quot;I confuse, disturb, perturb, trouble, alarm&quot;. Or maybe both, making it a surprisingly good pun by GW standards. It's maybe also of note, that 'perdurabo' is the cult-name Aleister Crowley got when he entered the Golden Dawn, no mere coincidence, I would assume!<br /> <br /> Or maybe said &quot;Ancient texts&quot; were some 40K material meaning he [[what|named himself after himself]].<br /> <br /> ==Tabletop==<br /> <br /> {| border=&quot;1&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;<br /> ! || WS || BS || S || T || W || I || A || Ld || Sv<br /> |-<br /> | '''Perturabo:''' || 8 || 6 || 7 || 6 || 6 || 5 || 4 || 10 || 2+/3++<br /> |}&lt;br style=&quot;clear: both; height: 0px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;<br /> At 490 points when kitted out with [[Ferrus Manus|Forgebreaker]] he's the third most expensive Primarch after [[Horus]] and [[Magnus]]. But he's worth it.<br /> <br /> [[Image:PerturaboPrimarchoftheIronWarriors03.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Fuck your Cerastus [[Emprah]] ! Buy another one, ya rich muthafucka! FUCK YOUR CERASTUS EMPRAH, FUCK YOUR CERASTUS! [[Chaos|DARKNESS! DARKNESS!]]]]<br /> On his own merits, he's sort of what you'd get if you crossed the rules of Horus with Ferrus Manus. <br /> Like Manus, his armour is a veritable bag of tricks, although less killy overall since he has fewer attacks and the hammer is unwieldy. Though you can choose to hit things with his fists if you don't want to use/bring the hammer, in which case he strikes as hard as a plasma gun. Also rather than carrying an arsenal of ranged weapons he has practically every item of wargear attached, making him much more of a support character since he can teleport and then bring on other teleporting dudes around himself. Units cannot infiltrate around him and the unit he's with can use Interceptors on enemy units arriving by deep strike. Finally, his armor also lets you refrain from shooting to give a squad +1 BS ''(due to Cognis Signum)'' which depending on your play style may actually occur more than you realize, since his own gun is only 24&quot; range. On top of that, all of his attacks benefit from Wrecker and Tank Hunters, so any mechanized list he's up against will be in for a world of pain.<br /> <br /> For what he gives to everyone else, his whole army gains a bit more of a close combat focus by becoming Stubborn which makes them very difficult to shift and they also all gain Furious Assault when in the enemy deployment zone, though you may not necessarily have built your army to fully utilize this since Iron Warriors tend to have [[dakka|all the guns]]. He can also make all other terminators deep-striking via teleportation ''(including siege terminators)'' though he does not make them into troops like [[Horus]] does. Like Horus, he has a wrist mounted gun (with Rending, no less) and he also has an Orbital Strike, which is slightly less powerful compared to Horus' (and lacks the Lance rule), but compensates by being Ordnance D3 instead of Ordnance 1.<br /> <br /> He also lets you roll for reserves on turn one, which when combo'd with teleporting siege terminators can make for an [[Awesome|EPIC]] alpha-strike.<br /> <br /> All this said, he's really expensive and has no reliable way to break tarpits. Furthermore, while Deep Striking Termies and Furious Charge in the enemy deployment zone are good, they don't really capitalize on the strong points of the Iron Warriors. It's possible to use The Ironfire to build a list that makes use of his rules, but it's annoying that he tries to force his sons to take on new roles instead of focusing on dakka.<br /> <br /> In games of 3000+ points or more, he can spend 500 points to use his special Dedicated Transport, the &quot;Tormentor&quot;- a buffed out Shadowsword with a void shield, a 15-model transport capacity, the Command Tank upgrade, and a rear access point.<br /> <br /> ==Perturabo VS other Primarchs:==<br /> &lt;div class=&quot;toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed&quot; style=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> Primarch fighting, while fun to see, isn't a very competitive thing to do as it'll usually tie up both Primarchs for the entire game without either of them dying. With that in mind this section is about how Perturabo fares against other Primarchs Mathhammer wise. Please note that all the various abilities are taken into accounts when possible and the match-ups assume the Primarchs are the only ones involved in the fighting, so various abilities like Angron's &quot;The Butcher's Nails&quot; and Rampage do not provide any bonuses. In essence, the fights are supposed to happen in a &quot;Vacuum&quot; for simplicity, but notes are added to make things clearer in particular instances. Also all of the Primarch use their most powerful weapons (because why have a contest if you don't do your best?). So he is obviously armed with Forgebreaker. Also do note that Forgebreaker is an incredible weapon for Primarch vs Primarch duelling, giving him an edge against every other Primarch thanks to the combination of Strikedown, Concussive AND Blind, but the rules are only taken into account against Primarchs that he wouldn't be able to beat without, for (my) simplicity.<br /> &lt;div class=&quot;mw-collapsible-content&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Horus<br /> **Horus hits 3 times (Talon), wounds 2.667 times, 0.889 after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.556 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Horus (Blinded) hits 2 times (Talon), wounds 1.778 times, 0.593 after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.256 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.556 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo (with Horus Blinded) hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Well well well. So, finally a real challenger has appeared? This fight would actually seems to pend in favor of Perturabo! Then you remember that Horus negates any effect that would adversely modify his characteristic profile with a 3+. Try again another time, Perty.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Angron<br /> **Angron Round 1: hits 5.333 times, wounds 4.444 times, 1.48 after saves, and IWND take it down to 1.148.<br /> **Angron Round 2 and thereafter: hits 4 times, wounds 3.333 times, 1.111 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.69 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.361 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Angron wins.<br /> **Note: actually in the turn after Perturabo actually wounds Angron (69% per round) he will most probably be blinded and then hammered to death. So if he can't kill him before that (not easy) he is actually dead meat.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Mortarion<br /> **Mortarion hits 2.5 times, wounds 1.666 times, 0.555 wounds after saves and 0.222 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.666 times, wounds 2.222 times, 1.111 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.555 wounds at the start of the next turn<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Fulgrim<br /> **Fulgrim Round 1: hits 4.5 times, wounds 3 times, 1 wounds after saves and 0.667 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Fulgrim Round 2 and thereafter: hits 3 times, wounds 2 times, 0.667 wounds after saves and 0.333 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Fulgrim Blinded: hits 1.667 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.37 times after saves and 0.037 after IWND<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667, 0.555 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo (with Fulgrim Blinded) hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Fulgrim surprisingly lose as after the first round he will be brought to I 4 (by Strikedown) and then Blinded and/or Concussed pretty much every round (actually 85% of the total rounds, if my calculation are correct, that is more than enough for Perturabo to destroy him).<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Ferrus Manus<br /> **Ferrus hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.083 times, 0.694 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.361 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.74 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **In the mirror match Perturabo actually wins thanks to his WS, since even with one more attack Ferrus hits marginally less times.<br /> **Note: without the hammer(s) Ferrus would defeat Perturabo, 'cause he would wound Perturabo on a 3+ (2+ with the Servo Harm) wounding 1.75 times, with Perturabo wounding him on 4+ and so wounding him 1.333. Guess old Perty could use Fulgrim's hammer better, in the end.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Konrad Curze<br /> **Curze hits 3 times, wounds 2.25 times, 0.75 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.417 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667, 0.833 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.5 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Konrad lose as Perturabo does marginally more damage.<br /> **Note: With Hit &amp; Run Konrad would win, but the chance he is not concussed in the round he wants to escape are pretty slim, meaning that Perturabo has still the Edge in this fight.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Lorgar <br /> **Lorgar hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.083 times, 0.694 wounds after saves and 0.361 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 2.37 times, wounds 1.865 times, 0.932 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.599 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2: hits 2.666 times, wounds 2.221 times, 1.11 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.777 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> **Note: as always, psychic powers not included. You know how it would end anyway...<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Vulkan<br /> **Vulkan hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.555 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Vulkan (Blinded): hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.37 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.037 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.185 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **As with Fulgrim, Perturabo actually wins only thanks to his Hammer (great weapon indeed).<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Alpharius<br /> **Alpharius hits 2.92 times and wounds 1.701 times, 0.567 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.234 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222 times, 1.111 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Rogal Dorn<br /> **Dorn hits 2 times, wounds 1.5 times, 0.5 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.167 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.333 times, 0.667 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.333 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins. Have at thee!<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Corvus Corax<br /> **Corvus hits 4 times (Scourge)/3 times (Shadow-walk), wounds 3 times (Scourge)/2.25 times (Shadow-walk), 1 wounds (Scourge)/0.75 wounds (Shadow-walk) after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.667/0.417 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times/2 times, wounds 2.222 times/1.667 times, 1.481 wounds/1.111 after saves and IWND will take that down to 1.147/0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins. <br /> **Note: Welcome to Corvus Corax fist nightmare-city, population: Perturabo. He would mostly like to Hit and Run, but then again, with strikedown, concussive and blind, how can he do that? Also, Perturabo is immune to Blind. Yeah, he is like Corax natural enemy and then some...<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Roboute Guilliman<br /> **Guilliman Round 1/2: hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.222 times, 0.74 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn. <br /> **Guilliman Round 3 and thereafter: hits 3.333 times, wounds 2.963 times, 0.988 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.654 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222 times, 0.611 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.278.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter: hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.833 times after saves, 0.417 for Armor of Reason and IWND will take that down to 0.083.<br /> **Perturabo lose.<br /> **Note: Guilliman is immune to Concussive, and even though Strikedown will assure that Blind actually goes on half of the time he still win the fight, even if not as easily as the above statistic would imply.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Leman Russ<br /> **Russ hits 4 times, wounds 3 times, 1 time after saves, plus 0.388 wounds from Sever Life for a whole 1.388 wounds and IWND will take that down to 1.05 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Russ (blinded) hits 2 times, wounds 1.5 times, 0.5 time after saves, plus 0.388 wounds from Sever Life for a whole 0.888 wounds and IWND will take that down to 0.555 wounds at the start of the next turn. <br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.555 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter: hits 0.666 times, wounds 0.555 times, 0.2775 times after saves and IWND will take that down to -0.055.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter (with Russ blinded): hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.555 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo loses.<br /> **Note : A first lucky hit with Forgebreaker and failed Blind rolls from Russ can help Perturabo lasting a bit longer, making him one of the thoughest primarchs for Leman Russ to face.<br /> <br /> * TLDR version: Perturabo with Forgebreaker result in one of the strongest challenger above Primarchs, the combination of rules in the Hammer making him even a threat Guilliman and Horus! Ok, not Horus, he is invincible...but Guilliman shivers a little as he challenges him. Then again, he IS the third most pricey Primarch.<br /> <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Primarchs}}<br /> [[Category:Chaos]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Perturabo&diff=377720 2017-11-29T05:23:16Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div>[[File:Perturabo.jpg|400px|thumb|right|He seethes with generic rage, and cripes man, look at all the empty space in the head piece....]]<br /> ''&quot;Tell them ruin has come to their world, death, despair and red war...''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them their hopes and pride have come to nothing.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them their empty whispers fall upon deaf ears - their gods are dead, human logic has killed them.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them the [[Space Marines|Angels of Death]] have come.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them that nothing can save them now.&quot;''<br /> <br /> Perturabo<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|No one becomes depraved all at once.|Juvenal, Satires}}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|It is a man's own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways.|Gautama Buddha}}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|I'm the bad guy? How'd that happen? I did everything they told me to.|2=[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLmuF-0P4tk William Foster]}}<br /> <br /> '''Perturabo''', '''&quot;The Hammer of Olympia&quot;''', is the Primarch of the [[Iron Warriors]].<br /> <br /> ==Origins==<br /> Perturabo's first memory is finding himself halfway up a cliff with no idea how or why he got there. All he knew was that he could see this [[Eye of Terror|great ugly spot]] in the sky that seemed to be watching him. Without any other information to go on he climbed the rest of the way and reached the top of the cliff where he found a squad of soldiers waiting to take the boy to their king. When being asked of his origins, Perturabo found that he could speak the language, he knew his own name, was proficient in combat, could merely look upon objects and materials to know their constructive properties, he had an instinctive mastery of mathematics and engineering, could determine people's character like a psychologist just by watching them, and could reason matters of logic and philosophy from the get go.<br /> <br /> This is what makes Perturabo different from all of his brothers; where each Primarch landed on their world, they spent their formative years being shaped by their experiences and exposure to learning. Where [[Fulgrim]] and [[Sanguinius]] were found as near-helpless babes and raised to appreciate the finer side of art and humanities, Perturabo already knew about artifice and ethics. Where [[Lorgar]] and [[Magnus]] were taken in by scholars and practically consumed information until there was nothing left, Perturabo already knew everything in the textbooks and didn't need to be taught. Where [[Vulkan]] was raised as the son of a blacksmith and learned craft through apprenticeship, Perturabo's literal first task upon being presented to his &quot;father&quot; was to forge a ''perfect'' sword faster than any craftsman on the planet. Perturabo considered himself robbed of the sense of wonder he might have felt at looking on impressive works of art or learning how to do things the long way, if he did not already know how they were created and could critique them. <br /> <br /> The only things Perturabo didn't know was what he was doing before he awoke on the cliffside, and why the sky was [[Eye of Terror|watching his every move]]. He was told that before his recollection started, there were tales of a boy descending from the mountains and killing monsters on his own, but Perturabo had no recollection of any of that. So naturally he would appear a bit jaded and suspicious. Why would he already have access to so much information? but why would he have no memory of his past? and why was he the only one who could see that DAMNED INTRUSIVE eye in the sky? This wouldn't be helped when the his adoptive &quot;father&quot; only seemed to see the opportunity that Perturabo represented, rather than as a son to raise or a brother to be admired. Perturabo was going to be used as a tool of war and he knew it. <br /> <br /> The older fluff initially stated that the only lesson Olympia had to teach him was of his own superiority, the truth was much closer than that: with all this inherent knowledge, strength and skill, Perturabo was used as a kind of [[Angron|prize fighter]], paraded against the Tyrant king's enemies, humiliating them with displays of superior artistry, rhetoric and if need be, combat. He beat everyone effortlessly, vehemently refuting their claims of [[Emperor|his divinity]] and thought of them as ignorant fools, even going so far as to recite the story of [[Magnus|Plato's cave]] to demonstrate how wrong they were, though he did concede that he was created by no human artifice, just not gods. He also grew tired of being used endlessly for the pursuit of supremacy, reasoning that his skills could be put towards architecture and engineering, to make a better life for all but instead he was used as a weapon and he resented it. He knew he was better than all of them, but due the constant political backstabbery of the court, mixed with their [[Ecclesiarchy|retarded religion]], Perturabo was constantly bombarded by pestering luddites and disbelieving idiots who did not believe what he was capable of, yet he had no way to properly demonstrate it thanks to the technological limitations of the world he was marooned on.<br /> <br /> Before he knew the full measure of what he was, Perturabo was a cultivated-scholar and a gentle man of peace. He lived for the utopian ideal of peace, freedom and enlightenment for all mankind and he was all for [[Reasonable Marines|stopping conflicts through diplomacy if at all possible.]] His foster-father was a tyrannical asshole, and dismissed all of Perturabo's artful designs for theatres, museums, bridges as [[Fail|follies]] and kept expecting Perturabo to perform the function of weapon and take over the world for him ''(so his family life was a tad strained)''. After [[Emperor|E-Money]] showed up on the East Side lookin' for his home-boys up in the 'hood, Perturabo had already taken over the planet for his other father and was ready to leave his petty little world in search for greater things. In joining the Imperium, he thought he was home.<br /> <br /> Unfortunately for Perturabo, the Imperium was EXACTLY like Olympia, its leader had no real desire for a diplomat/artist/philospher when all the Emperor wanted was a general. Perturabo's real father was every bit the tyrannical asshole his other parent had been, only thinking to use Perturabo's skills in matter of war, rather than construction and peace... only this &quot;father&quot; was shinier and kinda '''GOD'''like. <br /> <br /> [[FAIL|Oh, but Perturabo had already figured out on the day of his first memory that gods couldn't exist and were not worthy of his devotion.]]<br /> <br /> ==Great Crusade==<br /> [[File:Perturabo_Portrait.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Perturabo's default expression throughout the Great Crusade, that of a man learning his dog shat on the carpet.]]<br /> <br /> When they first met on the mountains of Olympia, the Emperor looked into Perturabo's mind and named him his '''Lord of Iron'''. He placed enough faith in Perturabo to expect him to do all of the unrelenting, indefatigable and thankless tasks, knowing full-well the starry-eyed Perturabo was entirely sold on this whole &quot;utopia&quot; idea that he would do &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; to see it through. So if daddy needed a general, Perturabo was going to damn-well give him a general and Perturabo was going apply himself in the same clinical, detached and heartless manner that he always did. The utopian dream of the Imperium came first, all other &quot;human&quot; foibles came second.<br /> <br /> Compared to his brothers, Perturabo spent a surprisingly short period of time on Terra getting to learn how the Imperium functioned and was put in command of his Legion within a year. Though after he was re-united with his Legion, he went full Tyrant himself. His ''first'' act as Commander was familiarize himself with the history of his Legion; his ''second'' was to enact the ancient tradition of [[Exterminatus|Decimation]], where one-in-ten soldiers ''(determined by lottery)'' would be beaten to death by the other nine. Most of the other Primarchs declared that Perturabo was insane, but the Emperor let it slide as Perturabo's reasoning being: ''&quot;[[What|Not that they had failed... instead they had not reached their potential.]]&quot;'' Therefore it was not enough to be merely superior, but Perturabo decided that his legion should have been supreme. [[Roboute Guilliman]] was particularly critical of this, as he had known several of the Iron Warriors selected to die personally and objected to what he viewed as their unnecessary deaths. <br /> <br /> It's worth noting that decimation originally applied to serious offenses like mutiny, or after a humiliating defeat, not because of just being sub-par. However the Legion ''(without their Primarch)'' had just finished the disastrous liberation of Incaladion, a campaign where their own stubbornness and determination to slog through whatever the Crusade could throw at them and doing what other legions couldn't had backfired on them. Their plan unravelled but they continued anyway, throwing more and more bodies at the problem until it finally caved in. This lead to immense casualties in a single engagement - some 29000 frontline units, including many veterans of the legion, and something like 2 million imperial army soldiers. It was deemed unnecessarily costly, and both damaged and shamed the Legion's largest expeditionary fleet. So that was a humiliating victory, rather than a humiliating defeat that led to Perturabo calling for decimation. The casualties from this campaign also meant that Perturabo only met about 35000 of his sons (with about half that number again scattered around the galaxy), meaning the decimation casualties were about three and a half thousand. While this does put things a little bit in perspective and somewhat provides a justification for such punishment it was still a needlessly brutal and asshole-ish move.<br /> <br /> At the time of The Crusade, Perturabo was a busy boy, building citadels and forts on the planets that he conquered, leaving always a little of his forces behind. In the end it became a stereotype that the Iron Warriors had the best army for sieges. He was also kept far away by the other Primarchs, mainly because Perturabo had so much badass technology they did not possess, but also because Big E wasn't too keen on having him ramble on about all this &quot;democracy and peace&quot; garbage. Perturabo had a big hard-on for Leonardo Da Vinci and spent much time searching the ruins of Old Earth for copies of his surviving journals, gathering his hidden papers and learning of the works he pursued in private. If the Emprah had named Perturabo his Praetorian and given him at least a share of the job fortifying the Imperial Palace, the Lord of Iron would've been a far happier camper.<br /> <br /> What's also known about him is his rivalry with [[Rogal Dorn]]. What we know about these two is that their quarrels were equivalent to the typical sibling rivalry. While Dorn is [[God-Emperor of Mankind|Daddy's]] Golden boy, Perturabo serves as the incredibly jealous brother who just wants to tear his brother limb from limb. Another reason why he was jealous of Dorn was due to Perturabo considering himself an architect and builder but was left destroying everything instead while Dorn did what Perturabo wanted to be doing. The most iconic incident occurred when Fulgrim asked Dorn if he could build a fortress that Perturabo couldn't crack; Dorn answered &quot;Yes&quot; and Perturabo threw a fit and left. Dorn also said this of Perturabo, ''&quot;Perturabo throws men at walls. If the Araakites (opponents of that campaign) so much as thought a wall he would pelt it with our legionaries as if there were no other way.&quot;'' Perturabo also had an inferiority complex and was frustrated by the limited opportunities he and his Legion got to prove themselves - as creatives they actually relished garrison duty, trying to build the cleverest and most impenetrable strongholds. When they went on campaign, they almost always ended up besieging the toughest fortresses opposing the Imperium and vented their frustration by massacring the defenders. This also tipped into ganging up with Horus on his brothers; at the battle of Gate 44, Perturabo accused [[Corvus Corax]] of cowardice for not wanting to march his men into a meat-grinder assault. Considering Perturabo had a hard-on for following orders without question, even if it meant death, one can see why he bitched at Corax. Unsurprisingly, this put Corvus (and probably Russ) off working with him for good, which pissed Perturabo off even more.<br /> <br /> Because of this Perturabo never got any recognition from the civilization he served for decades. Even the likes of Corvus and the Khan found it easier to gain a reputation as heroes because they got chances to perform their deeds out in the open in front of their fellow Legions and the Imperial Army (well, you didn't see Corvus do anything, but you suddenly realized that the hostile world wasn't hostile any more, and there were still inhabitants to integrate into the Imperium). The likes of [[Angron]] and [[Mortarion]] might not have been seen as heroes, but their feats of arms were sure as shit witnessed. If anyone saw the Iron Warriors doing anything it was either camping on an enemy's doorstep for weeks on end whilst sending Army units to &quot;identify the least defended spots&quot;, or butchering the locals after kicking the door down. All this made poor old Pert more and more frustrated.<br /> <br /> All the same, '''despite chastising his Legion for throwing men at walls when meeting them''', he refused to alter his Legion's ways and kept on throwing more men at more walls. And after having refused to take advice from his brothers, he sure as shit wouldn't take any from his sons. The Legion's preeminent [[Warsmith]], [[Barabas Dantioch]], having seen half his Grand Company lost in a campaign against the Hrud and become crippled and prematurely aged by the xenos' entropic powers, questioned the Primarch's choices during the campaign. Suddenly Dantioch was not Perturabo's favored son anymore and was left to rot on permanent garrison duty as a result. Insult to injury, this meant that the disgraced Warsmith was now busy building a unique fortress and generally enjoying his life; exactly the kind of work Perturabo wanted to be doing.<br /> <br /> Also, the rest of his brothers treated him like shit and called him a stupid hick (except [[Sanguinius]], best of men, and [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]], who appreciated Perturabo's scholarly side, [[Horus]], who gets along with everyone and [[Lorgar]] who was not in position to despise anyone). He and his legions never got credit for his work, and even when they did it was in a half-assed kind of way. That fight with Corax above ''also'' saw him cracking an orbital defense that had withstood assaults by three different Legions, historians [[troll| recorded him as &quot;a nameless comrade-at-arms that calculated the most efficient attack vector.&quot;]] He held it all in for a long, long time, until, after a gruelling three-part campaign in which the Iron Warriors, Blood Angels, and Imperial Fists all ganged up on a Fortress World, Rogal Dorn was given a medal, Perturabo was given nothing, and a master artist showed him a master-work of a painting depicting the battle, in which the Imperial Fists won a heroic victory while the Iron Warriors were '''literally''' ground face-first into the mud (then again, looking at Pert's favorite tactics, it's probably accurate). Perturabo actually bought that painting, then ''[[rage|burned it, stamped on it and pissed on it]]'', and then when Dorn went to the artist to commission a second one, the painter wisely refused for fear of the same happening to him. And that painting, as they say, was the straw that broke the camel's back. <br /> <br /> Weeeell, strictly speaking that wasn't the final straw. That came when Olympia rose up against Imperial rule. With a little egging on from [[Word Bearers]] Chaplains sent by [[Lorgar]] to manipulate them into heresy, the Iron Warriors crushed the uprisings in a time-honored way: kill them all and let Big.E sort them out! It wasn't quite Curze destroying Nostromo, but it was still pretty damn genocidal and tipped Perturabo over the edge. And when [[Horus]] came to him telling him it wasn't that bad because ultimately might makes right, Pert turned his back on the Imperium without much second thought.<br /> <br /> ==Horus Heresy==<br /> :''&quot;The Imperium is my father's folly. I try to believe in it because I want it to be true, just like I wanted my great buildings to be true, and the perfect societies that would use them to exist. But they cannot be. There is no such thing as perfection, humanity is too chaotic to accept true order&quot;'' - Perturabo, after sacking Olympia. 000.M31<br /> <br /> He joined Horus and the other Traitor Legions during the Horus Heresy when they promised him that he would be forgiven for his actions on Olympia in exchange for his loyalty. At first, he tried to get revenge on Dorn by annihilating his Retribution Fleet, but that didn't worked out too well since bad intel left him expecting the fleet would be led by [[Sigismund]] where it was led by [[Alexis Polux]] instead. Then, after licking his wounds (and becoming increasingly paranoid), he went on a joint operation with the Emperor's Children ond the premise they'd go look for a super-weapon or other Fulgrim had heard rumors of that would tip the balance in Horus' favor. Pert wasn't really impressed, but Fulgrim promised him he'd let Pert get the accolades for finding and using the thing so he agreed. In the end, [[troll|he was nearly killed by Fulgrim]] when the latter tried to [[Pretend|suck the life out of him]] to aid his ascension to [[Daemon Prince|Princedom]]. This didn't help with his paranoia, and the best part? Him smashing Fulgrim's face [[rage|in anger]] when he realized he'd been trolled [[just as planned|finally triggered Fulgrim's ascension]]. Suffice to say that after that Pert got really tired of that shit, so he joined Horus for the assault on Terra (something he both understood and relished). He supervised the Iron Warriors as they bombed the shit out of Terra, and also the main siege, taking much pleasure in breaking the Emperor's Palace's walls down with the aid of traitor Titan Legions and the other traitor Astartes. However, Horus lost and they all fled to the Eye of Terror like little bitches.<br /> <br /> ===Iron Cage Trolling===<br /> [[File:DemonicFortress.png|thumb|right|[http://gunshowcomic.com/471 You come across a seemingly well-fortified daemonic fortress! Defenses as far as the eye can see!]]]But before fleeing he performed one of the greatest acts of trolling in the entire fluff, called the &quot;Eternal Fortress&quot;. A trap set for the [[Imperial Fists]] who wanted to take revenge on Perturabo who claimed to be residing in the Central Keep of the Fortress. Surrounding the Fortress was a 20 kilometer killzone, filled with mine fields, traps, bunkers, trenches, and every other kind of base defense imaginable in order to make the assault on the keep a very costly affair. This was intended to bleed the Imperial Fists dry for when they reached the actual fortress. This was made more effective by the fact that the Imperial Fist's fleet was kept busy dealing with the Iron Warriors' fleet, preventing them from providing effective orbital support to Dorn's forces on the ground, isolating them all the more.<br /> <br /> When the Imperial Fists DID manage to get to the keep, after wading through twenty miles (or maybe kilometers...) of killing ground and losing a great deal of their forces in the process, they found out the Central Keep was *plot twist* empty! (Except for the various inward-pointing guns aimed directly at the Imperial Fists, essentially trapping them inside the fortress.) This caused Rogal Dorn to become a normal man after getting trolled: Sad, broken and [[RAGE|RAGED]]. But before the Imperial Fists even got out of the mess they had get shot at for three weeks before getting saved by none other than the great heroes of the Imperium, the *cough* [[Ultramarines|Ultrasmurfs]] *cough*. So then the Iron Warriors, realizing they couldn't beat both legions at the same time, decided to instead deny the Imperial Fists from recovering their fallen brothers' gene seed by essentially ''nuking the entire fucking planet.'' 400 were never recovered and dealing a great blow to the Fists' ability to replenish their numbers after the assault. The Iron Warriors obtained the [[gene-seed]] of hundreds of Imperial Fists and sacrificed it to the Chaos Gods, who showed their gratitude by elevating Perturabo to the position of Daemon Prince of Chaos Undivided. (Well not all of it. Some of this gene-seed was used to create a few IF/IW half-breeds (may be with a little [[Fabius Bile|Fabulous]] support), including the [[Honsou|evilest motherfucker of the 41st millennium]].)<br /> <br /> Loyalist corpsefuckers claim that Perturabo hesitated to slay Rogal Dorn, because &quot;Only through his self-sacrifice could he break the Emprah's Champion!&quot;. Since FW gave rules to both of them, we now do know that Pert has nice chances against Dorn, if they both start on an even foot. Which they weren't on Sebastus, given Pert spent weeks of the Iron Cage siege laughing at countless Fists being blasted by heavy ordnance, and Dorn spent them fighting 24/7 without rest and repair to his weapon/armor, watching his beloved sons being slaughtered by the hundreds in a totally unmanly and unfair way. And of course, let's not forget the much more preferable and easily available option to just shoot the fuck out of Dorn with some crazy big and powerful guns Pert had in abundance, since Dorn was already trapped in the crossfire without any cover [[Grimdark|but the corpses of his fallen sons]] - few D-blasts in the face is enough to end any Primarch, save Horus and Lorgar.<br /> <br /> Plus Perturabo would have known that killing Dorn would have made him a martyr throughout the Imperium. He'll go down in history as the mighty primarch who went down trying to take one of foul arch-traitors of chaos down, nobody will question that and people will take Dorn as a hero who fought to the last. But, bloody his sons, utterly humiliate him, and cause him to fail his sworn objective all the while leaving him alive to face the shame? Dorn doesn't go down as a hero, he's just a man who boasted big, got tactically outsmarted by his prey, and utterly defeated for his troubles, a much bigger blow than simply pulling the trigger of his super weapon and ending it there.<br /> <br /> ==Post Heresy==<br /> While his brothers don't do all that much, Perturabo doesn't sit on his ass all day. In 400.M32, he single-handedly annihilated the forge world of Toil in eight days. With [[Nurgle]]'s help, he unleashed a machine-plague that transformed the planet's factories into walking monstrosities while causing Daemon Engine-spewing cables to burst out of the ground. This makes him the most deadly hacker to ever exist. And he also helped [[Abaddon]] fuck up the [[Iron Hands]] during the 10th [[Black Crusade]] (possibly because he was sick of people getting the Iron Warriors and the Iron Hands mixed up all the time), making him the only Daemon Primarch to actually participate in a Black Crusade.<br /> <br /> ==Personality==<br /> :''&quot;I am not a man, I am far more&quot;'' - Perturabo<br /> ::''&quot;In those words is the poison that spoils your potential&quot;'' - Perturabo's sister, before he killed her.<br /> <br /> Greatly known for his mastery of siege warfare. He is feared for his status as a [[Daemon Prince]], and his [[Rage|RAGE]], which is mainly due to an itch to the back of his head that he can't scratch due to the cable wiring (refer to the picture at the top). In other words, he's one big, mean and badass motherfucker who knows how to make the strongest thing go down.<br /> <br /> He is described as &quot;mercurial&quot; in the Index Astartes article, which may be why his personality is so different between the various authors who have portrayed him and, indeed, between the various segments of his personal history listed above. A few presentations and interpretations are presented below:<br /> <br /> In &quot;Crimson Fist&quot;, Perturabo was portrayed as a Saturday-morning villain who flips his shit when a flunky brings him bad news. His emotions range from [[Stupid Evil|&quot;hand-wringing evil&quot;]] to [[BBEG|&quot;I'll get you next time&quot;]]. Thanks, John French.<br /> <br /> In the third Forge World Horus Heresy book &quot;Extermination&quot;, Perturabo is a cold, resentful bastard who the moment he was re-united with his Legion had it decimated for not being the best, then wondered how his legion still wasn't as good as the Dark Angels, Ultramarines and Luna Wolves, [[Fail|and why no-one liked him.]] As an aside the FW books are co-written by John French. The Forge World Imperial Armour Volume 13 Book also mentions a civil war between the Iron Warriors in M34 that, in-universe, is suspected to have been instigated by the Daemon Primarch Perturabo to weed out the weak amongst his scions.<br /> <br /> [[Graham McNeill]] presents him in &quot;Angel Exterminatus&quot; as a vastly intelligent, very meticulous man who resented his legion's treatment at the Emperor's hands, but refuses to consider himself a &quot;traitor&quot; as opposed to the Emperor's &quot;Loyalists&quot; having come to the conclusion of joining Horus side logically, even though he hates himself for it. <br /> <br /> McNeill's Perturabo is shown to possess loads of teeth-grinding, under-the-surface, passive aggressive, subtle rage, particularly where he buys hundreds of house-sized paintings of his own men and has them all burned. The painting in question that he had destroyed was one that showed a Legion Apothecary administering the Emperor's Mercy to an Iron Warrior, in the mud and grimy fields of a conquered fortress. In the background of the painting there was an [[Imperial Fists|Imperial Fists flag]] waving over the fortress. This just shows that Perturabo possesses an all-consuming hatred for Dorn, and in every waking moment he lives, breathes, and shits the thought that Dorn is somehow better than him. Which when put into context of his upbringing where he ''knew'' he was better than everyone else but had to constantly had to face the questions and doubts of lesser men while being unable to fulfill his potential, you can appreciate Perturabo's seething frustration when being stuck on fringes of the Great Crusade getting all of the shit jobs, while other brothers like [[Horus]] and Dorn get all the good jobs and hence the glory.<br /> <br /> As an extension of this, he's prone to premeditated acts of calculated destruction and cruelty to get one over on his brothers: one example is where Fulgrim fucked around one too many times on campaign, Pert invited Fulgrim into his inner sanctum to show him a clockwork [[Warhound Scout Titan]] only to smashed Fulgrim's pretty face into the guts of the machine; that Warhound was intricate, made of dozens of hundreds of thousands of tiny parts, and fully-functional, complete with the ability to move and fire miniature laser cannons. He also had schematics of huge, wondrous buildings that he was the architect of, and a clockwork Phoenix that he spent over a century constructing by hand and even wrote the code of an AI from scratch for it. It was a master-piece in itself and Perturabo was willing to break his brother's face on it to make a point. A second example during the Great Crusade in the McNeill's novel &quot;Magnus the Red&quot; is where spends what must have been a long time painstakingly crafting a psychic sextant device at Magnus' request, only to smash it in front of Magnus because he knew exactly what it was for, for this Magnus outright called him cruel but Perturabo's response was that he needed to illustrate the Emperor's warning against delving too deep into the warp and simply &lt;u&gt;saying&lt;/u&gt; as much wouldn't have done any good, [[Konrad Curze|so being cruel was the quickest option.]]<br /> <br /> Simplicity is the key, expedience the goal. His is a mind entirely composed of mathematical equations, looking at the world around him in angles and percentages, statistics and numbers. Emotion is unwelcome, an unfactorable variable, but it's always there, the ghost that haunts his finely tuned thoughts; again in &quot;Magnus the Red&quot; by McNeill, his actions on the planet Morningstar would dispassionately leave millions of refugees to die simply because he could not afford to save them all, all because they fell on the wrong side of his equation. He had even argued with his brother Magnus about the realities of war and the need to avoid sentimentality in decision making. He would later admit to one of his commanders that he is deeply affected by his emotions and was itching to find those responsible for his choices and punish them, later becoming exceptionally angry when he discovered that the planetary elite were responsible for the catastrophe and he labelled their treachery against the Emperor as utterly unforgivable ''(no doubt foreshadowing his own personal opinion about joining the Horus Heresy)'' He also admitted that he could not be ''seen'' to be emotional because he had a reputation to consider. <br /> <br /> Perturabo was detached from his own men. He had his '''Trident''': a cadre of officers similar to Horus own '''Mournival''', though he didn't like any of them and considered replacing them, which begs the question of why he even had them. You think the Lion had people problems? At least his men could appreciate his elegant brilliance along with his ruthlessness so that any losses were weighed against gains. Perturabo was a brute force machine: victory was a positive in his arithmetic of war, failure was negative; therefore to him, any cost was worth the price of winning. He illustrated this when he decimated his legion in the beginning days. His men took the lesson to heart but became hardened because of it. Officers felt disdain for the lives of their own men and scheming became rife within his legion, all scrabbling for supremacy and the attentions of their masters to prove themselves worth keeping. Where other leaders might rule through [[Horus|force of personality]] or [[Konrad Curze|fear of reprisal]], Perturabo led through indifference, expecting the dream of Imperium to speak for itself.<br /> <br /> Perturabo buried his dreams and his heart on Olympia's ridges, and then willingly cut all emotional ties and dived into Hell, all because he truly believed in his father's utopian dream of Imperium. He would do anything his father asked of him in order to achieve it. He murdered millions, because his father asked him to. He broke empires, shattered armies, and his Legion bore the most grievous wounds and losses, because his father asked him to. And he ignored the implications of it all, because his Father asked him to. Do you honestly believe none of this ground into his long lost humanity, the empty core of his being that he cut out, because his Father asked him to?<br /> <br /> He is War-Broken. We're talking about God-Level post-traumatic mental disorder here. Perturabo can't control his emotions at times. He stares out at nothingness, and speaks to his past. One moment, he's unreachable, and the next he's ripping your head off because you brought him bad news. He can become utterly lost in fine details, both in crafting weaponry, and tearing down citadels. It calms him, returns his mind back to the emotionless numbers that represent hundreds of thousands of his sons dying. The further detached he became from reality, the further he tried to hide from the horror he was crafting, the worse his emotions got.<br /> <br /> And Perturabo buried that shit. To admit the hurt and the fatigue would be to admit he was human, something imperfect; To acknowledge the dropping morale of his men would be to admit that they were weak when they should be strong. So he did the only thing his sensibilities would allow him to do: He moved forward. He got the job done, and the next, and the next and the one after that. He kept doing what his father asked from him, because that's what &quot;Perturabo&quot; would do, the Primarch who shouldered burdens without complaint, who did the jobs no-one else wanted.<br /> <br /> Olympia was the line crossed. His mind broke, his heart broke, and he became the Monster he ran from his whole life.<br /> <br /> Because his Father asked him to.<br /> <br /> ===Capabilities===<br /> <br /> As mentioned earlier, Perturabo was born with the innate knowledge of pretty much all practical and metaphysical sciences, which pretty much sets him apart from all of his brothers in that he had no &quot;real&quot; childhood, no trial and error period of learning. On &lt;u&gt;his first day&lt;/u&gt; his was debating ''(and dismissing)'' the nature of religion with his planet's wise men, and was master-crafting swords better than most smiths. You'd reckon being born knowing everything would stunt your emotional growth. Yes, other Primarchs like Angron, the Lion or Kurze got a pretty raw start but for better or worse they learned to adapt and rise to greatness ''(or infamy)''. Perturabo started off already being as good as he was going to get, though it would take time for his body to grow strong, his mind was already at its peak, and he had to spend decades on a shitty little back-water planet with no appreciable resources with which to build an empire the same way that [[Roboute Guilliman|Guilliman]] or [[Rogal Dorn|Dorn]] did, all the while having to slap down naysayers telling him that his fantasies of advanced engineering and space-travel were impossible.<br /> <br /> As to his mind, if a comparison could be made, then he was probably just as intelligent as Guilliman, if not more so due to the seeming wide range of his capabilities. ''(Guilliman was renowned neither as philosopher, smith or artisan)'' As a military strategist Perturabo could plan a campaign from start to finish in his mind, using the arithmetic of war; where Guilliman could orchestrate a flawless battle-plan from the command center, Perturabo would enact it himself by plugging straight into the data feeds and absorbing all the info at once, circumventing the chain of command and issuing orders directly to squads, taking direct control of gun turrets and mechanised units and plotting their firing trajectories, even taking over starship systems and running them himself. <br /> <br /> Thus lies the problem: Perturabo is a general as much as [[Neckbeard|any player of Warhammer 40,000 is a &quot;general&quot;]]: he [[Stat block|sees the battlefield in terms of units with stat blocks]]; that every soldier can be [[Warhammer 40,000|reduced to a number based on his armament or capability]] which would [[Powergamer|factor in to his arithmetic of war]]. Even Guilliman recognised the random nature of war and how small moments of heroism could change the flow of battle; other generals could trust their men to follow their orders to the best of their abilities and even exceed them from time to time and pull off something spectacular. On the other hand, in sincerely believing in his own superiority Perturabo would micromanage everything and instead remove the agency of his officers and men. His soldiers would never get their chance to succeed or fail on their own terms and were essentially reduced to minis on a tabletop. Which in turn would make his men paranoid, wondering if they would be thrown away into the grinder or be blamed for failure when they couldn't match Perturabo's expectations.<br /> <br /> As an unwelcome revelation to the Mechanicum, Perturabo was quite capable of understanding binaric machine code, even when blurted out in its lightning fast audible form, something that would otherwise not be possible without some form of implants, to the point that tech priests unfamiliar with Perturabo would not actually believe it and be in for a shock when they attempted to use it in his presence. ''(Yet another example of Perturabo being underestimated)''<br /> <br /> Unknown to anyone else, Perturabo had always possessed a strange connection to the Eye of Terror - for some reason, he could sense it from anywhere in the galaxy, and he became convinced that it was constantly watching and judging his every action. The resulting inferiority complex wasn't really helped by the fact that when he tried ask others if they could see the Eye, they assumed he was hallucinating. ''(Ironically, he was actually the one to give the Eye its current name- before then, it was called [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cygnus_X-1 Cygnus X-1].)''<br /> <br /> ===Outside the box===<br /> Oh, Perturabo enjoyed playing [[Warhammer 40000]], and no, we're not kidding; his legion's warrior lodge had a whole bunch of tables set up where they could all play scenarios against each other and see whose tactics and armies would win, proving that the [[Iron Warriors]] are [[Neckbeards]] (which would go a long way towards explaining why the IV Legion was so embittered). Perturabo himself owned an awesome perpetual-motion powered clockwork [[Warhound Scout Titan]] ''(I'd buy &lt;s&gt;one!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;three!!&lt;/s&gt; ALL OF THEM!!!!!)'' which he facepalmed [[Fulgrim]] with (at the cost of the model) just to prove a point. [[Derp|What if he had a model of hImself, then played with the model, but the model was made 30,000 years before him? Is there a GeeDubbs in 40k?]] [[what|Are we living in a board game to be made in the future?]] [[Derp|Would the]] [[Just as planned|events of 40k go as they where lore wise? Is Geedubbs Tzeench? Is everyone under control of Tzeench?]]<br /> <br /> If you want to know, &quot;Perturabo&quot; is the name the nice lil' Perty chose for himself after reading some ancient texts predating the Age of Strife (or climbing out of his pod, depending on the story). Given GW's freaky love for kitchen pseudo Latin, we can assume it to be a deformation of the verb ''per'''d'''urabo'', meaning &quot;I shall endure&quot;. Best predictive name ever if you consider the mountain of shit his bros and the Emprah threw on him before the Heresy... Or it could be a deformation of the verb '''perturbō''' meaning &quot;I confuse, disturb, perturb, trouble, alarm&quot;. Or maybe both, making it a surprisingly good pun by GW standards. It's maybe also of note, that 'perdurabo' is the cult-name Aleister Crowley got when he entered the Golden Dawn, no mere coincidence, I would assume!<br /> <br /> Or maybe said &quot;Ancient texts&quot; were some 40K material meaning he [[what|named himself after himself]].<br /> <br /> ==Tabletop==<br /> <br /> {| border=&quot;1&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;<br /> ! || WS || BS || S || T || W || I || A || Ld || Sv<br /> |-<br /> | '''Perturabo:''' || 8 || 6 || 7 || 6 || 6 || 5 || 4 || 10 || 2+/3++<br /> |}&lt;br style=&quot;clear: both; height: 0px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;<br /> At 490 points when kitted out with [[Ferrus Manus|Forgebreaker]] he's the third most expensive Primarch after [[Horus]] and [[Magnus]]. But he's worth it.<br /> <br /> [[Image:PerturaboPrimarchoftheIronWarriors03.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Fuck your Cerastus [[Emprah]] ! Buy another one, ya rich muthafucka! FUCK YOUR CERASTUS EMPRAH, FUCK YOUR CERASTUS! [[Chaos|DARKNESS! DARKNESS!]]]]<br /> On his own merits, he's sort of what you'd get if you crossed the rules of Horus with Ferrus Manus. <br /> Like Manus, his armour is a veritable bag of tricks, although less killy overall since he has fewer attacks and the hammer is unwieldy. Though you can choose to hit things with his fists if you don't want to use/bring the hammer, in which case he strikes as hard as a plasma gun. Also rather than carrying an arsenal of ranged weapons he has practically every item of wargear attached, making him much more of a support character since he can teleport and then bring on other teleporting dudes around himself. Units cannot infiltrate around him and the unit he's with can use Interceptors on enemy units arriving by deep strike. Finally, his armor also lets you refrain from shooting to give a squad +1 BS ''(due to Cognis Signum)'' which depending on your play style may actually occur more than you realize, since his own gun is only 24&quot; range. On top of that, all of his attacks benefit from Wrecker and Tank Hunters, so any mechanized list he's up against will be in for a world of pain.<br /> <br /> For what he gives to everyone else, his whole army gains a bit more of a close combat focus by becoming Stubborn which makes them very difficult to shift and they also all gain Furious Assault when in the enemy deployment zone, though you may not necessarily have built your army to fully utilize this since Iron Warriors tend to have [[dakka|all the guns]]. He can also make all other terminators deep-striking via teleportation ''(including siege terminators)'' though he does not make them into troops like [[Horus]] does. Like Horus, he has a wrist mounted gun (with Rending, no less) and he also has an Orbital Strike, which is slightly less powerful compared to Horus' (and lacks the Lance rule), but compensates by being Ordnance D3 instead of Ordnance 1.<br /> <br /> He also lets you roll for reserves on turn one, which when combo'd with teleporting siege terminators can make for an [[Awesome|EPIC]] alpha-strike.<br /> <br /> All this said, he's really expensive and has no reliable way to break tarpits. Furthermore, while Deep Striking Termies and Furious Charge in the enemy deployment zone are good, they don't really capitalize on the strong points of the Iron Warriors. It's possible to use The Ironfire to build a list that makes use of his rules, but it's annoying that he tries to force his sons to take on new roles instead of focusing on dakka.<br /> <br /> In games of 3000+ points or more, he can spend 500 points to use his special Dedicated Transport, the &quot;Tormentor&quot;- a buffed out Shadowsword with a void shield, a 15-model transport capacity, the Command Tank upgrade, and a rear access point.<br /> <br /> ==Perturabo VS other Primarchs:==<br /> &lt;div class=&quot;toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed&quot; style=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> Primarch fighting, while fun to see, isn't a very competitive thing to do as it'll usually tie up both Primarchs for the entire game without either of them dying. With that in mind this section is about how Perturabo fares against other Primarchs Mathhammer wise. Please note that all the various abilities are taken into accounts when possible and the match-ups assume the Primarchs are the only ones involved in the fighting, so various abilities like Angron's &quot;The Butcher's Nails&quot; and Rampage do not provide any bonuses. In essence, the fights are supposed to happen in a &quot;Vacuum&quot; for simplicity, but notes are added to make things clearer in particular instances. Also all of the Primarch use their most powerful weapons (because why have a contest if you don't do your best?). So he is obviously armed with Forgebreaker. Also do note that Forgebreaker is an incredible weapon for Primarch vs Primarch duelling, giving him an edge against every other Primarch thanks to the combination of Strikedown, Concussive AND Blind, but the rules are only taken into account against Primarchs that he wouldn't be able to beat without, for (my) simplicity.<br /> &lt;div class=&quot;mw-collapsible-content&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Horus<br /> **Horus hits 3 times (Talon), wounds 2.667 times, 0.889 after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.556 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Horus (Blinded) hits 2 times (Talon), wounds 1.778 times, 0.593 after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.256 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.556 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo (with Horus Blinded) hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Well well well. So, finally a real challenger has appeared? This fight would actually seems to pend in favor of Perturabo! Then you remember that Horus negates any effect that would adversely modify his characteristic profile with a 3+. Try again another time, Perty.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Angron<br /> **Angron Round 1: hits 5.333 times, wounds 4.444 times, 1.48 after saves, and IWND take it down to 1.148.<br /> **Angron Round 2 and thereafter: hits 4 times, wounds 3.333 times, 1.111 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.69 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.361 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Angron wins.<br /> **Note: actually in the turn after Perturabo actually wounds Angron (69% per round) he will most probably be blinded and then hammered to death. So if he can't kill him before that (not easy) he is actually dead meat.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Mortarion<br /> **Mortarion hits 2.5 times, wounds 1.666 times, 0.555 wounds after saves and 0.222 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.666 times, wounds 2.222 times, 1.111 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.555 wounds at the start of the next turn<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Fulgrim<br /> **Fulgrim Round 1: hits 4.5 times, wounds 3 times, 1 wounds after saves and 0.667 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Fulgrim Round 2 and thereafter: hits 3 times, wounds 2 times, 0.667 wounds after saves and 0.333 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Fulgrim Blinded: hits 1.667 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.37 times after saves and 0.037 after IWND<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667, 0.555 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo (with Fulgrim Blinded) hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Fulgrim surprisingly lose as after the first round he will be brought to I 4 (by Strikedown) and then Blinded and/or Concussed pretty much every round (actually 85% of the total rounds, if my calculation are correct, that is more than enough for Perturabo to destroy him).<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Ferrus Manus<br /> **Ferrus hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.083 times, 0.694 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.361 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.74 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **In the mirror match Perturabo actually wins thanks to his WS, since even with one more attack Ferrus hits marginally less times.<br /> **Note: without the hammer(s) Ferrus would defeat Perturabo, 'cause he would wound Perturabo on a 3+ (2+ with the Servo Harm) wounding 1.75 times, with Perturabo wounding him on 4+ and so wounding him 1.333. Guess old Perty could use Fulgrim's hammer better, in the end.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Konrad Curze<br /> **Curze hits 3 times, wounds 2.25 times, 0.75 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.417 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667, 0.833 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.5 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Konrad lose as Perturabo does marginally more damage.<br /> **Note: With Hit &amp; Run Konrad would win, but the chance he is not concussed in the round he wants to escape are pretty slim, meaning that Perturabo has still the Edge in this fight.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Lorgar <br /> **Lorgar hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.083 times, 0.694 wounds after saves and 0.361 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 2.37 times, wounds 1.865 times, 0.932 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.599 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2: hits 2.666 times, wounds 2.221 times, 1.11 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.777 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> **Note: as always, psychic powers not included. You know how it would end anyway...<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Vulkan<br /> **Vulkan hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.555 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Vulkan (Blinded): hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.37 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.037 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.185 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **As with Fulgrim, Perturabo actually wins only thanks to his Hammer (great weapon indeed).<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Alpharius<br /> **Alpharius hits 2.92 times and wounds 1.701 times, 0.567 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.234 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222 times, 1.111 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Rogal Dorn<br /> **Dorn hits 2 times, wounds 1.5 times, 0.5 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.167 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.333 times, 0.667 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.333 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins. Have at thee!<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Corvus Corax<br /> **Corvus hits 4 times (Scourge)/3 times (Shadow-walk), wounds 3 times (Scourge)/2.25 times (Shadow-walk), 1 wounds (Scourge)/0.75 wounds (Shadow-walk) after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.667/0.417 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times/2 times, wounds 2.222 times/1.667 times, 1.481 wounds/1.111 after saves and IWND will take that down to 1.147/0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins. <br /> **Note: Welcome to Corvus Corax fist nightmare-city, population: Perturabo. He would mostly like to Hit and Run, but then again, with strikedown, concussive and blind, how can he do that? Also, Perturabo is immune to Blind. Yeah, he is like Corax natural enemy and then some...<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Roboute Guilliman<br /> **Guilliman Round 1/2: hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.222 times, 0.74 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn. <br /> **Guilliman Round 3 and thereafter: hits 3.333 times, wounds 2.963 times, 0.988 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.654 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222 times, 0.611 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.278.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter: hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.833 times after saves, 0.417 for Armor of Reason and IWND will take that down to 0.083.<br /> **Perturabo lose.<br /> **Note: Guilliman is immune to Concussive, and even though Strikedown will assure that Blind actually goes on half of the time he still win the fight, even if not as easily as the above statistic would imply.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Leman Russ<br /> **Russ hits 4 times, wounds 3 times, 1 time after saves, plus 0.388 wounds from Sever Life for a whole 1.388 wounds and IWND will take that down to 1.05 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Russ (blinded) hits 2 times, wounds 1.5 times, 0.5 time after saves, plus 0.388 wounds from Sever Life for a whole 0.888 wounds and IWND will take that down to 0.555 wounds at the start of the next turn. <br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.555 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter: hits 0.666 times, wounds 0.555 times, 0.2775 times after saves and IWND will take that down to -0.055.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter (with Russ blinded): hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.555 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo loses.<br /> **Note : A first lucky hit with Forgebreaker and failed Blind rolls from Russ can help Perturabo lasting a bit longer, making him one of the thoughest primarchs for Leman Russ to face.<br /> <br /> * TLDR version: Perturabo with Forgebreaker result in one of the strongest challenger above Primarchs, the combination of rules in the Hammer making him even a threat Guilliman and Horus! Ok, not Horus, he is invincible...but Guilliman shivers a little as he challenges him. Then again, he IS the third most pricey Primarch.<br /> <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Primarchs}}<br /> [[Category:Chaos]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Perturabo&diff=377719 2017-11-29T05:22:45Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div>[[File:Perturabo.jpg|400px|thumb|right|He seethes with generic rage, and cripes man, look at all the empty space in the head piece....]]<br /> ''&quot;Tell them ruin has come to their world, death, despair and red war...''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them their hopes and pride have come to nothing.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them their empty whispers fall upon deaf ears - their gods are dead, human logic has killed them.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them the [[Space Marines|Angels of Death]] have come.''&lt;br&gt;<br /> ''Tell them that nothing can save them now.&quot;''<br /> Perturabo<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|No one becomes depraved all at once.|Juvenal, Satires}}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|It is a man's own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways.|Gautama Buddha}}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|I'm the bad guy? How'd that happen? I did everything they told me to.|2=[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLmuF-0P4tk William Foster]}}<br /> <br /> '''Perturabo''', '''&quot;The Hammer of Olympia&quot;''', is the Primarch of the [[Iron Warriors]].<br /> <br /> ==Origins==<br /> Perturabo's first memory is finding himself halfway up a cliff with no idea how or why he got there. All he knew was that he could see this [[Eye of Terror|great ugly spot]] in the sky that seemed to be watching him. Without any other information to go on he climbed the rest of the way and reached the top of the cliff where he found a squad of soldiers waiting to take the boy to their king. When being asked of his origins, Perturabo found that he could speak the language, he knew his own name, was proficient in combat, could merely look upon objects and materials to know their constructive properties, he had an instinctive mastery of mathematics and engineering, could determine people's character like a psychologist just by watching them, and could reason matters of logic and philosophy from the get go.<br /> <br /> This is what makes Perturabo different from all of his brothers; where each Primarch landed on their world, they spent their formative years being shaped by their experiences and exposure to learning. Where [[Fulgrim]] and [[Sanguinius]] were found as near-helpless babes and raised to appreciate the finer side of art and humanities, Perturabo already knew about artifice and ethics. Where [[Lorgar]] and [[Magnus]] were taken in by scholars and practically consumed information until there was nothing left, Perturabo already knew everything in the textbooks and didn't need to be taught. Where [[Vulkan]] was raised as the son of a blacksmith and learned craft through apprenticeship, Perturabo's literal first task upon being presented to his &quot;father&quot; was to forge a ''perfect'' sword faster than any craftsman on the planet. Perturabo considered himself robbed of the sense of wonder he might have felt at looking on impressive works of art or learning how to do things the long way, if he did not already know how they were created and could critique them. <br /> <br /> The only things Perturabo didn't know was what he was doing before he awoke on the cliffside, and why the sky was [[Eye of Terror|watching his every move]]. He was told that before his recollection started, there were tales of a boy descending from the mountains and killing monsters on his own, but Perturabo had no recollection of any of that. So naturally he would appear a bit jaded and suspicious. Why would he already have access to so much information? but why would he have no memory of his past? and why was he the only one who could see that DAMNED INTRUSIVE eye in the sky? This wouldn't be helped when the his adoptive &quot;father&quot; only seemed to see the opportunity that Perturabo represented, rather than as a son to raise or a brother to be admired. Perturabo was going to be used as a tool of war and he knew it. <br /> <br /> The older fluff initially stated that the only lesson Olympia had to teach him was of his own superiority, the truth was much closer than that: with all this inherent knowledge, strength and skill, Perturabo was used as a kind of [[Angron|prize fighter]], paraded against the Tyrant king's enemies, humiliating them with displays of superior artistry, rhetoric and if need be, combat. He beat everyone effortlessly, vehemently refuting their claims of [[Emperor|his divinity]] and thought of them as ignorant fools, even going so far as to recite the story of [[Magnus|Plato's cave]] to demonstrate how wrong they were, though he did concede that he was created by no human artifice, just not gods. He also grew tired of being used endlessly for the pursuit of supremacy, reasoning that his skills could be put towards architecture and engineering, to make a better life for all but instead he was used as a weapon and he resented it. He knew he was better than all of them, but due the constant political backstabbery of the court, mixed with their [[Ecclesiarchy|retarded religion]], Perturabo was constantly bombarded by pestering luddites and disbelieving idiots who did not believe what he was capable of, yet he had no way to properly demonstrate it thanks to the technological limitations of the world he was marooned on.<br /> <br /> Before he knew the full measure of what he was, Perturabo was a cultivated-scholar and a gentle man of peace. He lived for the utopian ideal of peace, freedom and enlightenment for all mankind and he was all for [[Reasonable Marines|stopping conflicts through diplomacy if at all possible.]] His foster-father was a tyrannical asshole, and dismissed all of Perturabo's artful designs for theatres, museums, bridges as [[Fail|follies]] and kept expecting Perturabo to perform the function of weapon and take over the world for him ''(so his family life was a tad strained)''. After [[Emperor|E-Money]] showed up on the East Side lookin' for his home-boys up in the 'hood, Perturabo had already taken over the planet for his other father and was ready to leave his petty little world in search for greater things. In joining the Imperium, he thought he was home.<br /> <br /> Unfortunately for Perturabo, the Imperium was EXACTLY like Olympia, its leader had no real desire for a diplomat/artist/philospher when all the Emperor wanted was a general. Perturabo's real father was every bit the tyrannical asshole his other parent had been, only thinking to use Perturabo's skills in matter of war, rather than construction and peace... only this &quot;father&quot; was shinier and kinda '''GOD'''like. <br /> <br /> [[FAIL|Oh, but Perturabo had already figured out on the day of his first memory that gods couldn't exist and were not worthy of his devotion.]]<br /> <br /> ==Great Crusade==<br /> [[File:Perturabo_Portrait.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Perturabo's default expression throughout the Great Crusade, that of a man learning his dog shat on the carpet.]]<br /> <br /> When they first met on the mountains of Olympia, the Emperor looked into Perturabo's mind and named him his '''Lord of Iron'''. He placed enough faith in Perturabo to expect him to do all of the unrelenting, indefatigable and thankless tasks, knowing full-well the starry-eyed Perturabo was entirely sold on this whole &quot;utopia&quot; idea that he would do &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; to see it through. So if daddy needed a general, Perturabo was going to damn-well give him a general and Perturabo was going apply himself in the same clinical, detached and heartless manner that he always did. The utopian dream of the Imperium came first, all other &quot;human&quot; foibles came second.<br /> <br /> Compared to his brothers, Perturabo spent a surprisingly short period of time on Terra getting to learn how the Imperium functioned and was put in command of his Legion within a year. Though after he was re-united with his Legion, he went full Tyrant himself. His ''first'' act as Commander was familiarize himself with the history of his Legion; his ''second'' was to enact the ancient tradition of [[Exterminatus|Decimation]], where one-in-ten soldiers ''(determined by lottery)'' would be beaten to death by the other nine. Most of the other Primarchs declared that Perturabo was insane, but the Emperor let it slide as Perturabo's reasoning being: ''&quot;[[What|Not that they had failed... instead they had not reached their potential.]]&quot;'' Therefore it was not enough to be merely superior, but Perturabo decided that his legion should have been supreme. [[Roboute Guilliman]] was particularly critical of this, as he had known several of the Iron Warriors selected to die personally and objected to what he viewed as their unnecessary deaths. <br /> <br /> It's worth noting that decimation originally applied to serious offenses like mutiny, or after a humiliating defeat, not because of just being sub-par. However the Legion ''(without their Primarch)'' had just finished the disastrous liberation of Incaladion, a campaign where their own stubbornness and determination to slog through whatever the Crusade could throw at them and doing what other legions couldn't had backfired on them. Their plan unravelled but they continued anyway, throwing more and more bodies at the problem until it finally caved in. This lead to immense casualties in a single engagement - some 29000 frontline units, including many veterans of the legion, and something like 2 million imperial army soldiers. It was deemed unnecessarily costly, and both damaged and shamed the Legion's largest expeditionary fleet. So that was a humiliating victory, rather than a humiliating defeat that led to Perturabo calling for decimation. The casualties from this campaign also meant that Perturabo only met about 35000 of his sons (with about half that number again scattered around the galaxy), meaning the decimation casualties were about three and a half thousand. While this does put things a little bit in perspective and somewhat provides a justification for such punishment it was still a needlessly brutal and asshole-ish move.<br /> <br /> At the time of The Crusade, Perturabo was a busy boy, building citadels and forts on the planets that he conquered, leaving always a little of his forces behind. In the end it became a stereotype that the Iron Warriors had the best army for sieges. He was also kept far away by the other Primarchs, mainly because Perturabo had so much badass technology they did not possess, but also because Big E wasn't too keen on having him ramble on about all this &quot;democracy and peace&quot; garbage. Perturabo had a big hard-on for Leonardo Da Vinci and spent much time searching the ruins of Old Earth for copies of his surviving journals, gathering his hidden papers and learning of the works he pursued in private. If the Emprah had named Perturabo his Praetorian and given him at least a share of the job fortifying the Imperial Palace, the Lord of Iron would've been a far happier camper.<br /> <br /> What's also known about him is his rivalry with [[Rogal Dorn]]. What we know about these two is that their quarrels were equivalent to the typical sibling rivalry. While Dorn is [[God-Emperor of Mankind|Daddy's]] Golden boy, Perturabo serves as the incredibly jealous brother who just wants to tear his brother limb from limb. Another reason why he was jealous of Dorn was due to Perturabo considering himself an architect and builder but was left destroying everything instead while Dorn did what Perturabo wanted to be doing. The most iconic incident occurred when Fulgrim asked Dorn if he could build a fortress that Perturabo couldn't crack; Dorn answered &quot;Yes&quot; and Perturabo threw a fit and left. Dorn also said this of Perturabo, ''&quot;Perturabo throws men at walls. If the Araakites (opponents of that campaign) so much as thought a wall he would pelt it with our legionaries as if there were no other way.&quot;'' Perturabo also had an inferiority complex and was frustrated by the limited opportunities he and his Legion got to prove themselves - as creatives they actually relished garrison duty, trying to build the cleverest and most impenetrable strongholds. When they went on campaign, they almost always ended up besieging the toughest fortresses opposing the Imperium and vented their frustration by massacring the defenders. This also tipped into ganging up with Horus on his brothers; at the battle of Gate 44, Perturabo accused [[Corvus Corax]] of cowardice for not wanting to march his men into a meat-grinder assault. Considering Perturabo had a hard-on for following orders without question, even if it meant death, one can see why he bitched at Corax. Unsurprisingly, this put Corvus (and probably Russ) off working with him for good, which pissed Perturabo off even more.<br /> <br /> Because of this Perturabo never got any recognition from the civilization he served for decades. Even the likes of Corvus and the Khan found it easier to gain a reputation as heroes because they got chances to perform their deeds out in the open in front of their fellow Legions and the Imperial Army (well, you didn't see Corvus do anything, but you suddenly realized that the hostile world wasn't hostile any more, and there were still inhabitants to integrate into the Imperium). The likes of [[Angron]] and [[Mortarion]] might not have been seen as heroes, but their feats of arms were sure as shit witnessed. If anyone saw the Iron Warriors doing anything it was either camping on an enemy's doorstep for weeks on end whilst sending Army units to &quot;identify the least defended spots&quot;, or butchering the locals after kicking the door down. All this made poor old Pert more and more frustrated.<br /> <br /> All the same, '''despite chastising his Legion for throwing men at walls when meeting them''', he refused to alter his Legion's ways and kept on throwing more men at more walls. And after having refused to take advice from his brothers, he sure as shit wouldn't take any from his sons. The Legion's preeminent [[Warsmith]], [[Barabas Dantioch]], having seen half his Grand Company lost in a campaign against the Hrud and become crippled and prematurely aged by the xenos' entropic powers, questioned the Primarch's choices during the campaign. Suddenly Dantioch was not Perturabo's favored son anymore and was left to rot on permanent garrison duty as a result. Insult to injury, this meant that the disgraced Warsmith was now busy building a unique fortress and generally enjoying his life; exactly the kind of work Perturabo wanted to be doing.<br /> <br /> Also, the rest of his brothers treated him like shit and called him a stupid hick (except [[Sanguinius]], best of men, and [[Magnus the Red|Magnus]], who appreciated Perturabo's scholarly side, [[Horus]], who gets along with everyone and [[Lorgar]] who was not in position to despise anyone). He and his legions never got credit for his work, and even when they did it was in a half-assed kind of way. That fight with Corax above ''also'' saw him cracking an orbital defense that had withstood assaults by three different Legions, historians [[troll| recorded him as &quot;a nameless comrade-at-arms that calculated the most efficient attack vector.&quot;]] He held it all in for a long, long time, until, after a gruelling three-part campaign in which the Iron Warriors, Blood Angels, and Imperial Fists all ganged up on a Fortress World, Rogal Dorn was given a medal, Perturabo was given nothing, and a master artist showed him a master-work of a painting depicting the battle, in which the Imperial Fists won a heroic victory while the Iron Warriors were '''literally''' ground face-first into the mud (then again, looking at Pert's favorite tactics, it's probably accurate). Perturabo actually bought that painting, then ''[[rage|burned it, stamped on it and pissed on it]]'', and then when Dorn went to the artist to commission a second one, the painter wisely refused for fear of the same happening to him. And that painting, as they say, was the straw that broke the camel's back. <br /> <br /> Weeeell, strictly speaking that wasn't the final straw. That came when Olympia rose up against Imperial rule. With a little egging on from [[Word Bearers]] Chaplains sent by [[Lorgar]] to manipulate them into heresy, the Iron Warriors crushed the uprisings in a time-honored way: kill them all and let Big.E sort them out! It wasn't quite Curze destroying Nostromo, but it was still pretty damn genocidal and tipped Perturabo over the edge. And when [[Horus]] came to him telling him it wasn't that bad because ultimately might makes right, Pert turned his back on the Imperium without much second thought.<br /> <br /> ==Horus Heresy==<br /> :''&quot;The Imperium is my father's folly. I try to believe in it because I want it to be true, just like I wanted my great buildings to be true, and the perfect societies that would use them to exist. But they cannot be. There is no such thing as perfection, humanity is too chaotic to accept true order&quot;'' - Perturabo, after sacking Olympia. 000.M31<br /> <br /> He joined Horus and the other Traitor Legions during the Horus Heresy when they promised him that he would be forgiven for his actions on Olympia in exchange for his loyalty. At first, he tried to get revenge on Dorn by annihilating his Retribution Fleet, but that didn't worked out too well since bad intel left him expecting the fleet would be led by [[Sigismund]] where it was led by [[Alexis Polux]] instead. Then, after licking his wounds (and becoming increasingly paranoid), he went on a joint operation with the Emperor's Children ond the premise they'd go look for a super-weapon or other Fulgrim had heard rumors of that would tip the balance in Horus' favor. Pert wasn't really impressed, but Fulgrim promised him he'd let Pert get the accolades for finding and using the thing so he agreed. In the end, [[troll|he was nearly killed by Fulgrim]] when the latter tried to [[Pretend|suck the life out of him]] to aid his ascension to [[Daemon Prince|Princedom]]. This didn't help with his paranoia, and the best part? Him smashing Fulgrim's face [[rage|in anger]] when he realized he'd been trolled [[just as planned|finally triggered Fulgrim's ascension]]. Suffice to say that after that Pert got really tired of that shit, so he joined Horus for the assault on Terra (something he both understood and relished). He supervised the Iron Warriors as they bombed the shit out of Terra, and also the main siege, taking much pleasure in breaking the Emperor's Palace's walls down with the aid of traitor Titan Legions and the other traitor Astartes. However, Horus lost and they all fled to the Eye of Terror like little bitches.<br /> <br /> ===Iron Cage Trolling===<br /> [[File:DemonicFortress.png|thumb|right|[http://gunshowcomic.com/471 You come across a seemingly well-fortified daemonic fortress! Defenses as far as the eye can see!]]]But before fleeing he performed one of the greatest acts of trolling in the entire fluff, called the &quot;Eternal Fortress&quot;. A trap set for the [[Imperial Fists]] who wanted to take revenge on Perturabo who claimed to be residing in the Central Keep of the Fortress. Surrounding the Fortress was a 20 kilometer killzone, filled with mine fields, traps, bunkers, trenches, and every other kind of base defense imaginable in order to make the assault on the keep a very costly affair. This was intended to bleed the Imperial Fists dry for when they reached the actual fortress. This was made more effective by the fact that the Imperial Fist's fleet was kept busy dealing with the Iron Warriors' fleet, preventing them from providing effective orbital support to Dorn's forces on the ground, isolating them all the more.<br /> <br /> When the Imperial Fists DID manage to get to the keep, after wading through twenty miles (or maybe kilometers...) of killing ground and losing a great deal of their forces in the process, they found out the Central Keep was *plot twist* empty! (Except for the various inward-pointing guns aimed directly at the Imperial Fists, essentially trapping them inside the fortress.) This caused Rogal Dorn to become a normal man after getting trolled: Sad, broken and [[RAGE|RAGED]]. But before the Imperial Fists even got out of the mess they had get shot at for three weeks before getting saved by none other than the great heroes of the Imperium, the *cough* [[Ultramarines|Ultrasmurfs]] *cough*. So then the Iron Warriors, realizing they couldn't beat both legions at the same time, decided to instead deny the Imperial Fists from recovering their fallen brothers' gene seed by essentially ''nuking the entire fucking planet.'' 400 were never recovered and dealing a great blow to the Fists' ability to replenish their numbers after the assault. The Iron Warriors obtained the [[gene-seed]] of hundreds of Imperial Fists and sacrificed it to the Chaos Gods, who showed their gratitude by elevating Perturabo to the position of Daemon Prince of Chaos Undivided. (Well not all of it. Some of this gene-seed was used to create a few IF/IW half-breeds (may be with a little [[Fabius Bile|Fabulous]] support), including the [[Honsou|evilest motherfucker of the 41st millennium]].)<br /> <br /> Loyalist corpsefuckers claim that Perturabo hesitated to slay Rogal Dorn, because &quot;Only through his self-sacrifice could he break the Emprah's Champion!&quot;. Since FW gave rules to both of them, we now do know that Pert has nice chances against Dorn, if they both start on an even foot. Which they weren't on Sebastus, given Pert spent weeks of the Iron Cage siege laughing at countless Fists being blasted by heavy ordnance, and Dorn spent them fighting 24/7 without rest and repair to his weapon/armor, watching his beloved sons being slaughtered by the hundreds in a totally unmanly and unfair way. And of course, let's not forget the much more preferable and easily available option to just shoot the fuck out of Dorn with some crazy big and powerful guns Pert had in abundance, since Dorn was already trapped in the crossfire without any cover [[Grimdark|but the corpses of his fallen sons]] - few D-blasts in the face is enough to end any Primarch, save Horus and Lorgar.<br /> <br /> Plus Perturabo would have known that killing Dorn would have made him a martyr throughout the Imperium. He'll go down in history as the mighty primarch who went down trying to take one of foul arch-traitors of chaos down, nobody will question that and people will take Dorn as a hero who fought to the last. But, bloody his sons, utterly humiliate him, and cause him to fail his sworn objective all the while leaving him alive to face the shame? Dorn doesn't go down as a hero, he's just a man who boasted big, got tactically outsmarted by his prey, and utterly defeated for his troubles, a much bigger blow than simply pulling the trigger of his super weapon and ending it there.<br /> <br /> ==Post Heresy==<br /> While his brothers don't do all that much, Perturabo doesn't sit on his ass all day. In 400.M32, he single-handedly annihilated the forge world of Toil in eight days. With [[Nurgle]]'s help, he unleashed a machine-plague that transformed the planet's factories into walking monstrosities while causing Daemon Engine-spewing cables to burst out of the ground. This makes him the most deadly hacker to ever exist. And he also helped [[Abaddon]] fuck up the [[Iron Hands]] during the 10th [[Black Crusade]] (possibly because he was sick of people getting the Iron Warriors and the Iron Hands mixed up all the time), making him the only Daemon Primarch to actually participate in a Black Crusade.<br /> <br /> ==Personality==<br /> :''&quot;I am not a man, I am far more&quot;'' - Perturabo<br /> ::''&quot;In those words is the poison that spoils your potential&quot;'' - Perturabo's sister, before he killed her.<br /> <br /> Greatly known for his mastery of siege warfare. He is feared for his status as a [[Daemon Prince]], and his [[Rage|RAGE]], which is mainly due to an itch to the back of his head that he can't scratch due to the cable wiring (refer to the picture at the top). In other words, he's one big, mean and badass motherfucker who knows how to make the strongest thing go down.<br /> <br /> He is described as &quot;mercurial&quot; in the Index Astartes article, which may be why his personality is so different between the various authors who have portrayed him and, indeed, between the various segments of his personal history listed above. A few presentations and interpretations are presented below:<br /> <br /> In &quot;Crimson Fist&quot;, Perturabo was portrayed as a Saturday-morning villain who flips his shit when a flunky brings him bad news. His emotions range from [[Stupid Evil|&quot;hand-wringing evil&quot;]] to [[BBEG|&quot;I'll get you next time&quot;]]. Thanks, John French.<br /> <br /> In the third Forge World Horus Heresy book &quot;Extermination&quot;, Perturabo is a cold, resentful bastard who the moment he was re-united with his Legion had it decimated for not being the best, then wondered how his legion still wasn't as good as the Dark Angels, Ultramarines and Luna Wolves, [[Fail|and why no-one liked him.]] As an aside the FW books are co-written by John French. The Forge World Imperial Armour Volume 13 Book also mentions a civil war between the Iron Warriors in M34 that, in-universe, is suspected to have been instigated by the Daemon Primarch Perturabo to weed out the weak amongst his scions.<br /> <br /> [[Graham McNeill]] presents him in &quot;Angel Exterminatus&quot; as a vastly intelligent, very meticulous man who resented his legion's treatment at the Emperor's hands, but refuses to consider himself a &quot;traitor&quot; as opposed to the Emperor's &quot;Loyalists&quot; having come to the conclusion of joining Horus side logically, even though he hates himself for it. <br /> <br /> McNeill's Perturabo is shown to possess loads of teeth-grinding, under-the-surface, passive aggressive, subtle rage, particularly where he buys hundreds of house-sized paintings of his own men and has them all burned. The painting in question that he had destroyed was one that showed a Legion Apothecary administering the Emperor's Mercy to an Iron Warrior, in the mud and grimy fields of a conquered fortress. In the background of the painting there was an [[Imperial Fists|Imperial Fists flag]] waving over the fortress. This just shows that Perturabo possesses an all-consuming hatred for Dorn, and in every waking moment he lives, breathes, and shits the thought that Dorn is somehow better than him. Which when put into context of his upbringing where he ''knew'' he was better than everyone else but had to constantly had to face the questions and doubts of lesser men while being unable to fulfill his potential, you can appreciate Perturabo's seething frustration when being stuck on fringes of the Great Crusade getting all of the shit jobs, while other brothers like [[Horus]] and Dorn get all the good jobs and hence the glory.<br /> <br /> As an extension of this, he's prone to premeditated acts of calculated destruction and cruelty to get one over on his brothers: one example is where Fulgrim fucked around one too many times on campaign, Pert invited Fulgrim into his inner sanctum to show him a clockwork [[Warhound Scout Titan]] only to smashed Fulgrim's pretty face into the guts of the machine; that Warhound was intricate, made of dozens of hundreds of thousands of tiny parts, and fully-functional, complete with the ability to move and fire miniature laser cannons. He also had schematics of huge, wondrous buildings that he was the architect of, and a clockwork Phoenix that he spent over a century constructing by hand and even wrote the code of an AI from scratch for it. It was a master-piece in itself and Perturabo was willing to break his brother's face on it to make a point. A second example during the Great Crusade in the McNeill's novel &quot;Magnus the Red&quot; is where spends what must have been a long time painstakingly crafting a psychic sextant device at Magnus' request, only to smash it in front of Magnus because he knew exactly what it was for, for this Magnus outright called him cruel but Perturabo's response was that he needed to illustrate the Emperor's warning against delving too deep into the warp and simply &lt;u&gt;saying&lt;/u&gt; as much wouldn't have done any good, [[Konrad Curze|so being cruel was the quickest option.]]<br /> <br /> Simplicity is the key, expedience the goal. His is a mind entirely composed of mathematical equations, looking at the world around him in angles and percentages, statistics and numbers. Emotion is unwelcome, an unfactorable variable, but it's always there, the ghost that haunts his finely tuned thoughts; again in &quot;Magnus the Red&quot; by McNeill, his actions on the planet Morningstar would dispassionately leave millions of refugees to die simply because he could not afford to save them all, all because they fell on the wrong side of his equation. He had even argued with his brother Magnus about the realities of war and the need to avoid sentimentality in decision making. He would later admit to one of his commanders that he is deeply affected by his emotions and was itching to find those responsible for his choices and punish them, later becoming exceptionally angry when he discovered that the planetary elite were responsible for the catastrophe and he labelled their treachery against the Emperor as utterly unforgivable ''(no doubt foreshadowing his own personal opinion about joining the Horus Heresy)'' He also admitted that he could not be ''seen'' to be emotional because he had a reputation to consider. <br /> <br /> Perturabo was detached from his own men. He had his '''Trident''': a cadre of officers similar to Horus own '''Mournival''', though he didn't like any of them and considered replacing them, which begs the question of why he even had them. You think the Lion had people problems? At least his men could appreciate his elegant brilliance along with his ruthlessness so that any losses were weighed against gains. Perturabo was a brute force machine: victory was a positive in his arithmetic of war, failure was negative; therefore to him, any cost was worth the price of winning. He illustrated this when he decimated his legion in the beginning days. His men took the lesson to heart but became hardened because of it. Officers felt disdain for the lives of their own men and scheming became rife within his legion, all scrabbling for supremacy and the attentions of their masters to prove themselves worth keeping. Where other leaders might rule through [[Horus|force of personality]] or [[Konrad Curze|fear of reprisal]], Perturabo led through indifference, expecting the dream of Imperium to speak for itself.<br /> <br /> Perturabo buried his dreams and his heart on Olympia's ridges, and then willingly cut all emotional ties and dived into Hell, all because he truly believed in his father's utopian dream of Imperium. He would do anything his father asked of him in order to achieve it. He murdered millions, because his father asked him to. He broke empires, shattered armies, and his Legion bore the most grievous wounds and losses, because his father asked him to. And he ignored the implications of it all, because his Father asked him to. Do you honestly believe none of this ground into his long lost humanity, the empty core of his being that he cut out, because his Father asked him to?<br /> <br /> He is War-Broken. We're talking about God-Level post-traumatic mental disorder here. Perturabo can't control his emotions at times. He stares out at nothingness, and speaks to his past. One moment, he's unreachable, and the next he's ripping your head off because you brought him bad news. He can become utterly lost in fine details, both in crafting weaponry, and tearing down citadels. It calms him, returns his mind back to the emotionless numbers that represent hundreds of thousands of his sons dying. The further detached he became from reality, the further he tried to hide from the horror he was crafting, the worse his emotions got.<br /> <br /> And Perturabo buried that shit. To admit the hurt and the fatigue would be to admit he was human, something imperfect; To acknowledge the dropping morale of his men would be to admit that they were weak when they should be strong. So he did the only thing his sensibilities would allow him to do: He moved forward. He got the job done, and the next, and the next and the one after that. He kept doing what his father asked from him, because that's what &quot;Perturabo&quot; would do, the Primarch who shouldered burdens without complaint, who did the jobs no-one else wanted.<br /> <br /> Olympia was the line crossed. His mind broke, his heart broke, and he became the Monster he ran from his whole life.<br /> <br /> Because his Father asked him to.<br /> <br /> ===Capabilities===<br /> <br /> As mentioned earlier, Perturabo was born with the innate knowledge of pretty much all practical and metaphysical sciences, which pretty much sets him apart from all of his brothers in that he had no &quot;real&quot; childhood, no trial and error period of learning. On &lt;u&gt;his first day&lt;/u&gt; his was debating ''(and dismissing)'' the nature of religion with his planet's wise men, and was master-crafting swords better than most smiths. You'd reckon being born knowing everything would stunt your emotional growth. Yes, other Primarchs like Angron, the Lion or Kurze got a pretty raw start but for better or worse they learned to adapt and rise to greatness ''(or infamy)''. Perturabo started off already being as good as he was going to get, though it would take time for his body to grow strong, his mind was already at its peak, and he had to spend decades on a shitty little back-water planet with no appreciable resources with which to build an empire the same way that [[Roboute Guilliman|Guilliman]] or [[Rogal Dorn|Dorn]] did, all the while having to slap down naysayers telling him that his fantasies of advanced engineering and space-travel were impossible.<br /> <br /> As to his mind, if a comparison could be made, then he was probably just as intelligent as Guilliman, if not more so due to the seeming wide range of his capabilities. ''(Guilliman was renowned neither as philosopher, smith or artisan)'' As a military strategist Perturabo could plan a campaign from start to finish in his mind, using the arithmetic of war; where Guilliman could orchestrate a flawless battle-plan from the command center, Perturabo would enact it himself by plugging straight into the data feeds and absorbing all the info at once, circumventing the chain of command and issuing orders directly to squads, taking direct control of gun turrets and mechanised units and plotting their firing trajectories, even taking over starship systems and running them himself. <br /> <br /> Thus lies the problem: Perturabo is a general as much as [[Neckbeard|any player of Warhammer 40,000 is a &quot;general&quot;]]: he [[Stat block|sees the battlefield in terms of units with stat blocks]]; that every soldier can be [[Warhammer 40,000|reduced to a number based on his armament or capability]] which would [[Powergamer|factor in to his arithmetic of war]]. Even Guilliman recognised the random nature of war and how small moments of heroism could change the flow of battle; other generals could trust their men to follow their orders to the best of their abilities and even exceed them from time to time and pull off something spectacular. On the other hand, in sincerely believing in his own superiority Perturabo would micromanage everything and instead remove the agency of his officers and men. His soldiers would never get their chance to succeed or fail on their own terms and were essentially reduced to minis on a tabletop. Which in turn would make his men paranoid, wondering if they would be thrown away into the grinder or be blamed for failure when they couldn't match Perturabo's expectations.<br /> <br /> As an unwelcome revelation to the Mechanicum, Perturabo was quite capable of understanding binaric machine code, even when blurted out in its lightning fast audible form, something that would otherwise not be possible without some form of implants, to the point that tech priests unfamiliar with Perturabo would not actually believe it and be in for a shock when they attempted to use it in his presence. ''(Yet another example of Perturabo being underestimated)''<br /> <br /> Unknown to anyone else, Perturabo had always possessed a strange connection to the Eye of Terror - for some reason, he could sense it from anywhere in the galaxy, and he became convinced that it was constantly watching and judging his every action. The resulting inferiority complex wasn't really helped by the fact that when he tried ask others if they could see the Eye, they assumed he was hallucinating. ''(Ironically, he was actually the one to give the Eye its current name- before then, it was called [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cygnus_X-1 Cygnus X-1].)''<br /> <br /> ===Outside the box===<br /> Oh, Perturabo enjoyed playing [[Warhammer 40000]], and no, we're not kidding; his legion's warrior lodge had a whole bunch of tables set up where they could all play scenarios against each other and see whose tactics and armies would win, proving that the [[Iron Warriors]] are [[Neckbeards]] (which would go a long way towards explaining why the IV Legion was so embittered). Perturabo himself owned an awesome perpetual-motion powered clockwork [[Warhound Scout Titan]] ''(I'd buy &lt;s&gt;one!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;three!!&lt;/s&gt; ALL OF THEM!!!!!)'' which he facepalmed [[Fulgrim]] with (at the cost of the model) just to prove a point. [[Derp|What if he had a model of hImself, then played with the model, but the model was made 30,000 years before him? Is there a GeeDubbs in 40k?]] [[what|Are we living in a board game to be made in the future?]] [[Derp|Would the]] [[Just as planned|events of 40k go as they where lore wise? Is Geedubbs Tzeench? Is everyone under control of Tzeench?]]<br /> <br /> If you want to know, &quot;Perturabo&quot; is the name the nice lil' Perty chose for himself after reading some ancient texts predating the Age of Strife (or climbing out of his pod, depending on the story). Given GW's freaky love for kitchen pseudo Latin, we can assume it to be a deformation of the verb ''per'''d'''urabo'', meaning &quot;I shall endure&quot;. Best predictive name ever if you consider the mountain of shit his bros and the Emprah threw on him before the Heresy... Or it could be a deformation of the verb '''perturbō''' meaning &quot;I confuse, disturb, perturb, trouble, alarm&quot;. Or maybe both, making it a surprisingly good pun by GW standards. It's maybe also of note, that 'perdurabo' is the cult-name Aleister Crowley got when he entered the Golden Dawn, no mere coincidence, I would assume!<br /> <br /> Or maybe said &quot;Ancient texts&quot; were some 40K material meaning he [[what|named himself after himself]].<br /> <br /> ==Tabletop==<br /> <br /> {| border=&quot;1&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;<br /> ! || WS || BS || S || T || W || I || A || Ld || Sv<br /> |-<br /> | '''Perturabo:''' || 8 || 6 || 7 || 6 || 6 || 5 || 4 || 10 || 2+/3++<br /> |}&lt;br style=&quot;clear: both; height: 0px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;<br /> At 490 points when kitted out with [[Ferrus Manus|Forgebreaker]] he's the third most expensive Primarch after [[Horus]] and [[Magnus]]. But he's worth it.<br /> <br /> [[Image:PerturaboPrimarchoftheIronWarriors03.jpg|400px|thumb|right|Fuck your Cerastus [[Emprah]] ! Buy another one, ya rich muthafucka! FUCK YOUR CERASTUS EMPRAH, FUCK YOUR CERASTUS! [[Chaos|DARKNESS! DARKNESS!]]]]<br /> On his own merits, he's sort of what you'd get if you crossed the rules of Horus with Ferrus Manus. <br /> Like Manus, his armour is a veritable bag of tricks, although less killy overall since he has fewer attacks and the hammer is unwieldy. Though you can choose to hit things with his fists if you don't want to use/bring the hammer, in which case he strikes as hard as a plasma gun. Also rather than carrying an arsenal of ranged weapons he has practically every item of wargear attached, making him much more of a support character since he can teleport and then bring on other teleporting dudes around himself. Units cannot infiltrate around him and the unit he's with can use Interceptors on enemy units arriving by deep strike. Finally, his armor also lets you refrain from shooting to give a squad +1 BS ''(due to Cognis Signum)'' which depending on your play style may actually occur more than you realize, since his own gun is only 24&quot; range. On top of that, all of his attacks benefit from Wrecker and Tank Hunters, so any mechanized list he's up against will be in for a world of pain.<br /> <br /> For what he gives to everyone else, his whole army gains a bit more of a close combat focus by becoming Stubborn which makes them very difficult to shift and they also all gain Furious Assault when in the enemy deployment zone, though you may not necessarily have built your army to fully utilize this since Iron Warriors tend to have [[dakka|all the guns]]. He can also make all other terminators deep-striking via teleportation ''(including siege terminators)'' though he does not make them into troops like [[Horus]] does. Like Horus, he has a wrist mounted gun (with Rending, no less) and he also has an Orbital Strike, which is slightly less powerful compared to Horus' (and lacks the Lance rule), but compensates by being Ordnance D3 instead of Ordnance 1.<br /> <br /> He also lets you roll for reserves on turn one, which when combo'd with teleporting siege terminators can make for an [[Awesome|EPIC]] alpha-strike.<br /> <br /> All this said, he's really expensive and has no reliable way to break tarpits. Furthermore, while Deep Striking Termies and Furious Charge in the enemy deployment zone are good, they don't really capitalize on the strong points of the Iron Warriors. It's possible to use The Ironfire to build a list that makes use of his rules, but it's annoying that he tries to force his sons to take on new roles instead of focusing on dakka.<br /> <br /> In games of 3000+ points or more, he can spend 500 points to use his special Dedicated Transport, the &quot;Tormentor&quot;- a buffed out Shadowsword with a void shield, a 15-model transport capacity, the Command Tank upgrade, and a rear access point.<br /> <br /> ==Perturabo VS other Primarchs:==<br /> &lt;div class=&quot;toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed&quot; style=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;<br /> Primarch fighting, while fun to see, isn't a very competitive thing to do as it'll usually tie up both Primarchs for the entire game without either of them dying. With that in mind this section is about how Perturabo fares against other Primarchs Mathhammer wise. Please note that all the various abilities are taken into accounts when possible and the match-ups assume the Primarchs are the only ones involved in the fighting, so various abilities like Angron's &quot;The Butcher's Nails&quot; and Rampage do not provide any bonuses. In essence, the fights are supposed to happen in a &quot;Vacuum&quot; for simplicity, but notes are added to make things clearer in particular instances. Also all of the Primarch use their most powerful weapons (because why have a contest if you don't do your best?). So he is obviously armed with Forgebreaker. Also do note that Forgebreaker is an incredible weapon for Primarch vs Primarch duelling, giving him an edge against every other Primarch thanks to the combination of Strikedown, Concussive AND Blind, but the rules are only taken into account against Primarchs that he wouldn't be able to beat without, for (my) simplicity.<br /> &lt;div class=&quot;mw-collapsible-content&quot;&gt;<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Horus<br /> **Horus hits 3 times (Talon), wounds 2.667 times, 0.889 after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.556 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Horus (Blinded) hits 2 times (Talon), wounds 1.778 times, 0.593 after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.256 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.556 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo (with Horus Blinded) hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Well well well. So, finally a real challenger has appeared? This fight would actually seems to pend in favor of Perturabo! Then you remember that Horus negates any effect that would adversely modify his characteristic profile with a 3+. Try again another time, Perty.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Angron<br /> **Angron Round 1: hits 5.333 times, wounds 4.444 times, 1.48 after saves, and IWND take it down to 1.148.<br /> **Angron Round 2 and thereafter: hits 4 times, wounds 3.333 times, 1.111 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.69 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.361 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Angron wins.<br /> **Note: actually in the turn after Perturabo actually wounds Angron (69% per round) he will most probably be blinded and then hammered to death. So if he can't kill him before that (not easy) he is actually dead meat.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Mortarion<br /> **Mortarion hits 2.5 times, wounds 1.666 times, 0.555 wounds after saves and 0.222 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.666 times, wounds 2.222 times, 1.111 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.555 wounds at the start of the next turn<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Fulgrim<br /> **Fulgrim Round 1: hits 4.5 times, wounds 3 times, 1 wounds after saves and 0.667 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Fulgrim Round 2 and thereafter: hits 3 times, wounds 2 times, 0.667 wounds after saves and 0.333 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Fulgrim Blinded: hits 1.667 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.37 times after saves and 0.037 after IWND<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667, 0.555 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo (with Fulgrim Blinded) hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Fulgrim surprisingly lose as after the first round he will be brought to I 4 (by Strikedown) and then Blinded and/or Concussed pretty much every round (actually 85% of the total rounds, if my calculation are correct, that is more than enough for Perturabo to destroy him).<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Ferrus Manus<br /> **Ferrus hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.083 times, 0.694 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.361 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.74 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **In the mirror match Perturabo actually wins thanks to his WS, since even with one more attack Ferrus hits marginally less times.<br /> **Note: without the hammer(s) Ferrus would defeat Perturabo, 'cause he would wound Perturabo on a 3+ (2+ with the Servo Harm) wounding 1.75 times, with Perturabo wounding him on 4+ and so wounding him 1.333. Guess old Perty could use Fulgrim's hammer better, in the end.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo vs Konrad Curze<br /> **Curze hits 3 times, wounds 2.25 times, 0.75 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.417 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.667, 0.833 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.5 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Konrad lose as Perturabo does marginally more damage.<br /> **Note: With Hit &amp; Run Konrad would win, but the chance he is not concussed in the round he wants to escape are pretty slim, meaning that Perturabo has still the Edge in this fight.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Lorgar <br /> **Lorgar hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.083 times, 0.694 wounds after saves and 0.361 wounds after IWND.<br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 2.37 times, wounds 1.865 times, 0.932 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.599 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2: hits 2.666 times, wounds 2.221 times, 1.11 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.777 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> **Note: as always, psychic powers not included. You know how it would end anyway...<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Vulkan<br /> **Vulkan hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.555 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Vulkan (Blinded): hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.37 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.037 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222, 0.741 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.185 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **As with Fulgrim, Perturabo actually wins only thanks to his Hammer (great weapon indeed).<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Alpharius<br /> **Alpharius hits 2.92 times and wounds 1.701 times, 0.567 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.234 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222 times, 1.111 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Rogal Dorn<br /> **Dorn hits 2 times, wounds 1.5 times, 0.5 wounds after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.167 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2 times, wounds 1.333 times, 0.667 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.333 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins. Have at thee!<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Corvus Corax<br /> **Corvus hits 4 times (Scourge)/3 times (Shadow-walk), wounds 3 times (Scourge)/2.25 times (Shadow-walk), 1 wounds (Scourge)/0.75 wounds (Shadow-walk) after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.667/0.417 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo hits 2.667 times/2 times, wounds 2.222 times/1.667 times, 1.481 wounds/1.111 after saves and IWND will take that down to 1.147/0.778 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo wins. <br /> **Note: Welcome to Corvus Corax fist nightmare-city, population: Perturabo. He would mostly like to Hit and Run, but then again, with strikedown, concussive and blind, how can he do that? Also, Perturabo is immune to Blind. Yeah, he is like Corax natural enemy and then some...<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Roboute Guilliman<br /> **Guilliman Round 1/2: hits 2.5 times, wounds 2.222 times, 0.74 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.407 wounds at the start of the next turn. <br /> **Guilliman Round 3 and thereafter: hits 3.333 times, wounds 2.963 times, 0.988 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.654 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 2.667 times, wounds 2.222 times, 0.611 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.278.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter: hits 2 times, wounds 1.667 times, 0.833 times after saves, 0.417 for Armor of Reason and IWND will take that down to 0.083.<br /> **Perturabo lose.<br /> **Note: Guilliman is immune to Concussive, and even though Strikedown will assure that Blind actually goes on half of the time he still win the fight, even if not as easily as the above statistic would imply.<br /> <br /> * Perturabo VS Leman Russ<br /> **Russ hits 4 times, wounds 3 times, 1 time after saves, plus 0.388 wounds from Sever Life for a whole 1.388 wounds and IWND will take that down to 1.05 wounds at the start of the next turn.<br /> **Russ (blinded) hits 2 times, wounds 1.5 times, 0.5 time after saves, plus 0.388 wounds from Sever Life for a whole 0.888 wounds and IWND will take that down to 0.555 wounds at the start of the next turn. <br /> **Perturabo Round 1: hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.555 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter: hits 0.666 times, wounds 0.555 times, 0.2775 times after saves and IWND will take that down to -0.055.<br /> **Perturabo Round 2 and thereafter (with Russ blinded): hits 1.333 times, wounds 1.111 times, 0.555 times after saves and IWND will take that down to 0.222.<br /> **Perturabo loses.<br /> **Note : A first lucky hit with Forgebreaker and failed Blind rolls from Russ can help Perturabo lasting a bit longer, making him one of the thoughest primarchs for Leman Russ to face.<br /> <br /> * TLDR version: Perturabo with Forgebreaker result in one of the strongest challenger above Primarchs, the combination of rules in the Hammer making him even a threat Guilliman and Horus! Ok, not Horus, he is invincible...but Guilliman shivers a little as he challenges him. Then again, he IS the third most pricey Primarch.<br /> <br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Primarchs}}<br /> [[Category:Chaos]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Blood_Angels&diff=97998 2017-11-29T05:21:19Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox Spess Mahreen Chapter<br /> |Name = Blood Angels<br /> |Heraldry = [[Image:Blood_Angels_Pauldron.jpeg|center|140px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = &quot;By the blood of Sanguinius!&quot;&lt;br&gt;&quot;For the Emperor and Sanguinius!&quot;<br /> |Number = IX<br /> |Founding = [[First Founding]]<br /> |Successor Chapters = [[Angels Encarmine]]&lt;br&gt;[[Angels Sanguine]]&lt;br&gt;[[Angels Vermillion]]&lt;br&gt;[[Blood Drinkers]]&lt;br&gt;[[Blood Legion]]&lt;br&gt;[[Blood Swords]] (claimed otherwise in Codex: Blood Angels 5th Edition by [[Matt Ward]], so take that as you will)&lt;br&gt;[[Exsanguinators]]&lt;br&gt;[[Flesh Eaters]]&lt;br&gt;[[Flesh Tearers]]&lt;br&gt;[[Knights of Blood]]&lt;br&gt;[[Knights Sanguine]]&lt;br&gt;[[Lamenters]]&lt;br&gt;[[Red Wings]]&lt;br&gt;[[Carmine Blades]]<br /> |Chapter Master = [[Dante]]<br /> |Primarch = [[Sanguinius]]<br /> |Homeworld = [[Baal]]<br /> |Specialty = Rapid assaults, close combat , being ''fabulous''<br /> |Strength = ~1000 Marines<br /> |Allegiance = [[Imperium]]<br /> |Colours = Red with black detailing<br /> }}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|Man is neither angel nor beast, and the misfortune is that he who would act the angel acts the beast.|Blaise Pascal}}<br /> <br /> The '''Blood Angels''' were the 9th [[Space Marine]] Legion created by the [[Emperor]]. They are so named because of their tendency to <br /> use blood as a central symbol of their particular warrior-monk rituals, and because of their susceptibility to the Red Thirst, a wild bloodlust that arises in them during battle. If he fails to control his Red Thirst, a Blood Angel may succumb to the [[Black Rage]] (the [[Grimdark|Grimdarkest]] of Daddy Issues), after which he becomes a completely insane killing machine with no regard for his own safety who will try to destroy the Emperor's foes even if all he has left is a bloody stump of one leg. This has led to the Blood Angels being viewed as basically vampires [[Meme|IN SPEHSS]], and unfortunately as the [[Twilight|Team Edward]] to the [Space Wolves]]' Team Jacob. If you are not already completely indignant, see the second image at the bottom of the page for additional [[rage]]. We'll wait. …...Yeah, how much does that blow? Here's the good news, though: that's pretty much the only thing that sucks (PUN) about the Blood Angels. Everything else is [[awesome]] apart maybe from [[Skub|'nipple' armour]], but the rest is all cool, angelic and bloody and all. <br /> <br /> The cause of the Black Rage basically amounts to the most epic case of an absent-daddy complex ever. Just with a high chance of being skullfuckingly angry/awesome at the same time. You see, during the [[Horus Heresy]], the Blood Angels' [[Primarch]], [[Sanguinius]], was slain by [[Horus]] himself just before the Emperor destroyed Horus. This subsequently [[RAGE|fucked up]] the mental stability of all future generations of Blood Angels, and when one of them is overtaken by the Black Rage, he literally believes he is Sanguinius and relives in vivid detail the final battle with Horus and his traitor legions at the Battle of [[Terra]]. <br /> <br /> Oh, and [[Hive Fleet Leviathan]] have been coming to devour their homeworld [[Baal]] for a few editions while it is also being attacked by a [[Khorne|Khornate]] army led by their ancient enemy, the [[Bloodthirster]] Ka'bandha. 8th edition &quot;progressed&quot; the story with the attack and devastation of the Baal system where the Blood Angels and almost all their successor chapters were ready to receive them. Both moons were stripped of all life (yummy yummy radioactive wastes) and the main planet was wrecked with trillions of bugs, with the last survivors awaiting their fate like men in the ruins of the fortress monastery.<br /> <br /> This is when the Great Rift opened up and cut Baal from the real space, yet the Tyranids on the ground forgot about the synapse shenanigans and continued to enjoy their first winning campaign since like forever. By the time the Warp was stable, all the bug-ships had vanished and Ka'Bandha had wiped out everything on one of Baal's moons. Luckily for them (though both BA and Tyranid players would disagree), they were bailed out just in time by Roboute Guilliman and his fleet. They have since managed to rebuild, notwithstanding Baal's moons becoming lifeless husks ironically except for the one Ka'Bandha manifested on. At least the places that got that treatment were that radiation blasted shitholes, so yeah.<br /> <br /> ==History and Background Fluff==<br /> <br /> [[File:Blood angel aspirants.jpg|300px|thumb|left|Welcome motherfuckers, have some blood. You'll be as pretty as us in no time.]]<br /> <br /> The Blood Angels' Primarch was [[Sanguinius]], who was best known for being a [[Pretty_Marines|pretty]] [[Mutant]], a charismatic guy with a bad temper that made him look like Satan, and he was apparently a total bro. Basically, to the Space Marine legions and the rest of the Primarchs, he was [[This Guy]]. They all loved him. Even Horus, after he fell to [[Chaos]], lamented that Sanguinius in particular was no longer by his side. He also had a pair of huge, angel-like wings; no one is sure if this had something to do with the radiation on Baal or if he just came out of his birthing pod like that, but the citizens of Baal nearly killed him for it when he was found at the site now known as Angel's Fall. ([[Emperor|Emprah]] have mercy on anyone who uses the [[Mutant|m-word]] around the Blood Angels, though.) Many of the Blood Angels imitate the power and majesty of their beloved Primarch's wings by focusing on jump pack assaults, so the Blood Angels and their successor chapters doctrinally see a lot more [[Assault Squad]]s than the typical Space Marine army. Their current Chapter Master is [[Dante]], the oldest non-Dreadnought-interred loyalist Space Marine in history. <br /> <br /> They had a brotherly rivalry with the [[World Eaters]] (if only the [[Imperial Fists]]/[[Iron Warriors]] and [[Ultramarines]]/[[Word Bearers]] could have managed that…) which got pretty messy when the [[Horus Heresy]] started. Also, they are one of the only chapters that can call on its successor chapters and reasonably expect more than just a courtesy call back, [[Angels Vermillion|even the ones]] [[Flesh Tearers|that don't like them all that much]]. The only other ones that we can find who can do that are the [[Dark Angels]] (&lt;s&gt;for obvious reasons&lt;/s&gt; ANY IDEA THAT THE DARK ANGELS AND THEIR SUCCESSORS ARE CONNECTED IS FALSE THE DARK ANGELS ARE THE MOST LOYAL TO THE IMPERIUM!), [[Imperial Fists]] and the [[Wat|Ultramarines]](Redundant statements since the majority of chapters with successors do this, since the Wolves and Salamanders dont even have successors that just leaves two chapters with successors who cant). This is pretty justified for the Blood Angels, as all Blood Angel descendants are united by the twin curses/blessings of Sanguinius. So you mess with one of them too much, you might just get an entire legion attacking you. Or if it were during the Time of Ending, you might get them to unite to defend their ancestral homeworld, Baal. <br /> <br /> [[File:Warhammer 40K blood angels wallpaper (1).jpg|300px|thumbnail|right|A Marine putting the 'blood' in 'Blood Angel'.]]<br /> <br /> The Blood Angels' themes and motifs are drawn from vampire and Faustian mythology as well as some Catholic traditions. They [[Beakie|commonly fly (with jump packs)]], [[Twilight|are eternally youthful]], [[Vampire|drink blood, and sleep in coffins]]. They are also noted for naturally living longer on average than the Marines of any other chapter. When a Blood Angel dies, a [[Sanguinary Priest]] (what they call their [[Apothecaries]]) extracts his gene-seed using a device called an exsanguinator. When it comes time to implant it in an Initiate, the Initiate must receive it by drinking from a Blood Chalice ('insanguination'), which also contains the essence of Sanguinius. The story of [[Mephiston]], the Blood Angels' chief librarian, closely parallels the legend of Faust, a scholar who sells his soul to the devil in return for great knowledge and power (hell, he's named after the manifestation of the devil in the story, Mephistopheles or Mephisto). The names of their special characters and vehicles have an Italian flavor—Dante, the Furioso Dreadnought, Brother Corbulo. Corbulo, known as the chapter's High Sanguinary Priest, carries the Red Grail, which contains the blood of Sanguinius himself. Also, do we have to point out that the word 'sanguis' literally means 'blood' in Latin? Well, there you go. <br /> <br /> In times of dire need, they are aided by the [[Sanguinor]], a guy who seems to be a Blood Angel in a more literal sense. Maybe he's some psychic manifestation of the Chapter. Maybe he's a ghost of Sanguinius. Nobody knows. The important thing is that he enjoys piledriving [[Bloodthirsters]] from space, killing [[Eldar]] [[Khaine|Avatars]], and killing a bunch of Night Lords, saving Dante's life in the process as it was otherwise a textbook suicide mission, a redemptive one, to be specific. In recent Black Library tales he appeared to lead Blood Angels brethren in a heroic last stand against Hive Fleet Leviathan, where the squad sergeant [[anal circumference|punched a hole in a Carnifex's chest]] [[Awesome|after being impaled, allowing the rest of his squad to live]]. He took off after that, but not after he managed to [[Noblebright|renew the Astartes' faith in humanity.]]<br /> <br /> ==Combat Doctrine==<br /> <br /> [[File:Helmet Colours.jpg|200px|thumb|right|Helmets for the Blood Angels play a very important part in their chapter—easy color coding to identify squad type ''and'' an incentive to keep your sexy face covered to [[Nemeroth|prevent easily avoidable death by helmetlessness]].]]<br /> <br /> The Blood Angels took the establishment of the Codex Astartes as official Space Marine doctrine with [[Imperial Fists|notably less]] [[Space Wolves|bitching than]] [[Salamanders|other chapters]] due to the death of their Primarch and the onset of the Black Rage. They follow the strictures of the Codex as far as they see wisdom in it: the chapter is comprised of a thousand Blood Angels and divided into ten companies, each of which is headed by a captain. The First Company is comprised of veterans, and the Tenth Company is comprised of Scouts and Neophytes who have not yet become full Marines. Obviously though, none of the blood rituals and other [[Pretend|weird shit]] is Codex-approved.<br /> <br /> Like their brethren in the [[Raven Guard]] though, the Blood Angels have a natural predilection for using jump packs and their own free will ([[Ultramarines|as opposed to blindly]] [[Red Scorpions|following the Codex]]). Due to their chapter's [[Black Rage|curse]], they have had to tweak things a bit; once they complete their training as Scouts, Blood Angels immediately go into [[Assault Squad|Assault Squads]] rather than [[Devastator Squad|Devastator Squads]], as the Codex Astartes would have it, though not only because of these little scamps' brashness. The constant close combat also allows Blood Angel officers to identify the noobs who can control their Red Thirst as well as those who cannot, and thereafter keep tabs on the latter group. Devastator Squads in the Blood Angels Chapter are reserved for Marines who have better control of the Red Thirst than most, because heavy fire support isn't very useful when the people providing it have psychopathic ADD. <br /> <br /> The few Blood Angels that decide they don't like jumping like maniacs into swarms of enemies, and instead prefer biking like maniacs into swarms of enemies, are regarded as some of the best biker Marines in the Imperium, following closely behind the White Scars and the Dark Angels' Ravenwing.<br /> <br /> ==Tools of the Trade==<br /> <br /> [[File:Tumblr niexunCRca1tvfheeo1 1280.jpg|300px|left|thumb|[[Sanguinius]] proclaimed, &quot;War is an art form,&quot; and the Blood Angels said, &quot;Well, that sounds [[Pretty Marines|absolutely fabulous]]. Get me some gold.&quot;]]<br /> <br /> Blood Angels are known throughout the Imperium to be master artisans. Their long lifespans allow them time to perfect whatever trade they set their mind too, whether they are crafting the infamous, hand-sculpted artificer 'nipple' armour, [[What|bolters worth more than an Imperial hive city]], or even if they're simply painting vehicles and power armour. The philosophy behind this practice is that you cannot hope to know the value of what you're fighting for if you cannot understand its beauty.<br /> <br /> Blood Angels are also known for their prevalent use of [[flamer|flamers]] and [[melta]] weapons. While they don't employ them as plentifully as the [[Salamanders]] do, they are nearly as masterfully constructed. The Sons of Sanguinius have taken a liking to the hand flamer, which gives them the assault capability of a flamer, but leaves their sword arm free to use in close combat. Heavy flamers can also be found in many of their Tactical Squads as an assault deterrent as well as on the side sponsons of Baal Predators to compliment the Flamestorm Cannon, which ruins any infantry unit's day. <br /> <br /> They also reeeeeeally like the Inferno pistol. Nearly everyone has one, including the [[Dante|Chapter Master]].<br /> <br /> The aforementioned Baal Predator is a unique tank manufactured by the Blood Angels. It is an anti-infantry assault tank equipped with [[Dakka|twin-linked assault cannons and heavy flamers]] that was acquired in a pre-heresy campaign that nearly broke all their relationships with the Mechanicus. Even to this day, things are still a bit touchy. Luckily, the Techmarines of the chapter quickly reverse engineered the overcharged &quot;Lucifer-class&quot; engines onto nearly all their vehicles. <br /> <br /> The Blood Angels' de facto relic weapons are called Glaive Encarmines—'glaive' apparently meaning 'sword' in this case rather than the halberd-type weapon it's associated with. They're made out of a mono-filament metal called 'angel-steel' and are purportedly so perfectly crafted that they never bend or warp. The secrets to their manufacture are jealously guarded by their Artificers. This is represented by their master-crafted universal special rule. They come in two flavors, a Carmine Sword or a Carmine Axe.<br /> <br /> ==The Red Thirst, The Black Rage, and You!==<br /> The Blood Angels and their successor chapters have a genetic defect in their gene-seed known euphemistically as &quot;The Flaw&quot;. It seems to have much more representation in the [[fluff]] than in the [[crunch]], but that's standard fare for a life-threatening, damnation-courting mutation that can pop up at any time.<br /> <br /> ===Red Thirst===<br /> <br /> [[File:BA's.jpg|thumb|left|500px|[[Ultramarines|You'll never see a Blood Angel go]] &quot;Oh nooooes, a fleet of nice squishy flesh-bugs coming to devour our system, we're doooomed...&quot;. Maybe because it's an excellent way to let loose for a bit.]]<br /> <br /> The Red Thirst is what makes the Blood Angels space vampires,&lt;s&gt; or Team Edward &lt;/s&gt; {{BLAM}} {{BLAM|PURGE THE UNCOMFORTABLE THEMATIC PARALLELS OF POPULAR CULTURE!}}<br /> <br /> The Red Thirst has been a part of being a Blood Angel since the [[Great Crusade]]. Sanguinius went to great lengths to hide it from the Emperor for fear of being [[First Founding#Two Unknown Legions|expunged from the Imperium]], although odds are that the Emperor already knew. He even introduced [[Chaplain]]s to the Blood Angels legions before the Edict of Nikaea, not just to monitor psykers, but to look out for brothers who might be giving into their bloodlust.<br /> <br /> In the lore the general effect is that the Red Thirst makes a Blood Angel an [[Angry Marine]] with a thirst for actual goddamn blood. Thus most Blood Angel Chaplains require certification for anger management therapy before they get the job. Their duty is to ensure that the assorted Marines are not showing signs of bloodlust, and to throw them into a battle if they are [[Grimdark|so they can stave off total madness a bit longer]]. However, all battle-brothers who suffer the effects of the Flaw long enough will eventually become overrun with their rather literal thirst for vengeance, succumbing to the Black Rage. After this, their lives will consist of utterly suicidal front-line charges to [[rip and tear]] the enemy as much as possible, before they eventually receive an honorable death in combat against the Emperor's foes. Those unlucky enough to survive to the end of the battle will either be given [[Blam|the Emperor's Peace]] by [[Astorath]], or [[Grimdark|imprisoned within the Tower of the Lost as a hopeless, dribbling maniac until they are required on the field of battle once more.]]<br /> <br /> Some chapters are more susceptible than others. The imaginatively named &quot;[[Blood Drinkers]]&quot; are notorious amongst their allies for allegedly leaving exsanguinated corpses wherever they show up. On the upside, Blood Drinkers are one of the few chapters who have [[Deathwatch (RPG)|tangible rules]] regarding how they handle the Red Thirst: if they have recently sated themselves, they gain a boost to WS, and suffer penalties to morale checks if they refrain from feeding.<br /> <br /> On the tabletop, this has historically been changed in every single incarnation of the rules as GW continually changed their minds over how the Thirst should be represented; in 7th edition, they just give the flat bonus of Furious Charge to everything (including dreadnoughts); but if you get a bunch of Blood Angels together in the correct FOC or formation, then they also get +1 to Initiative when charging (''á la'' old-school Furious Charge), which is a very strong advantage. In 6th edition, Red Thirst had the odd consequence of occasionally making a unit Fearless and Furious Chargers if they give into the temptation, though independent characters had enough control over themselves that they were mostly immune, with a [[Erasmus Tycho|few]] exceptions. Going further back, into 3rd edition, the Red Thirst made a bit more sense and was something to actually be wary of, as your units had a potential to lose control at the thought of blood and move out of position towards the enemy. This really wasn't [[fun]], especially if your Devastator Squads didn't pull that critical round of shooting.<br /> <br /> ===Black Rage===<br /> <br /> [[File:Death company by fonteart-d6ay2k7.jpg|250px|thumb|Note the ancient, unfathomable fury, and run away pissing yourself.]]<br /> <br /> On the other hand, the [[Black Rage]] is the Red Thirst's angrier, more troublesome brother. You know, the one who dresses in black all the time, and who shows up at random times to complicate your life and embarrass your family. It's a terminal state in which the battle brother has not only succumbed to the Red Thirst, but has had a total psychotic breakdown. Or if you're feeling particularly poetic: it's the psychic scream of a dying demi-god that got stuck in his progeny.<br /> <br /> Battle-brothers who succumb to the Black Rage are overcome with visions of Blood Angel battles during the [[Horus Heresy]], and a few even imagine themselves to be [[Pretend|Sanguinius battling Horus on his battle barge]]. This of course has the unfortunate side effect of making them completely lose touch with reality, fighting a battle that they can never ever win since the outcome of the hallucinations has already occurred. On the plus side though, their disconnection with what is going on around them turns them into immensely powerful warriors, since each and every one of them believe in some way that they are Sanguinius.<br /> <br /> Long story short, a Marine afflicted with the Black Rage will become even angrier than an [[Angry Marine]], and with even less self-control(which means they are effectively each Nightbringer crossed with Commissar Fuklaw. If you happen to be in the same star system of one of these, pray to the god emperor they don't sense you. If you don't happen to worship the God-Emperor, silently hope your gods are OK with Suicide, because the alternative is too nightmarishly gruesome for even GamesWorkshop to describe in sufficient detail). If this happens in a war zone, they are quietly organized into small squads and their armor is painted black by a chaplain before the worst of the hallucinations take over. If they aren't killed in battle or get off the leash somehow, [[Astorath]] will come and execute them on the battlefield since no other Blood Angel has the stomach (or outright skill) to kill his own battle brothers.<br /> <br /> The [[Death Company]] is a group of Blood Angels on the battlefield who are afflicted by the [[Black Rage]]. Every force of Blood Angels and their successor chapters has one, though [[Flesh Tearers|some]] are more susceptible than [[Lamenters|others]], which makes those chapters' responses to the occurrence of Black Rage quite varied. The [[Flesh Tearers]] and the renegade [[Knights of Blood]] chapters both have an uncanny predilection for all-out, balls-to-the-wall assault—hoping to die in battle honorably before the rage takes them. In the Knights of Blood's case, they fought with the zeal of the [[Black Templars]], the fury of the [[World Eaters]], and the excess of the [[Marines Malevolent]] in such a perfect way that they got kicked out of the [[Imperium of Man|cool kids club]] and branded renegades for their excess collateral damage against allied forces. The Flesh Tearers very nearly joined that shit list, and were only forgiven by the Blood Angels when [[Plot armor|Astorath personally intervened on their behalf, citing that their brutality would be a necessity in the near future]]. <br /> <br /> On the tabletop, this essentially allows you to bring a squad of [[Khorne Berserkers]] without the [[Khorne]], but with more customization options. You can also take several squads if Astorath has shown up, as he always seems to know where and when his brothers will succumb.<br /> <br /> As with the Red Thirst, [[Games Workshop|GW]] keep changing the rules with these guys; nowadays you can purchase units of Death Company as Elite choices for your army at a not-insignificant cost, whilst in 6th they were Troops, but were so far down the path of being drooling lunatics that they couldn't hold objectives, and you could only have one squad unless [[Astorath]] was watching. In ancient times, it used to happen spontaneously for free, and you had to roll for squads at the start of battle, potentially losing members of squads you already paid for to bulk up your Death Company, which made fluff-sense. But at least you chose which model to take off, and sending a veteran sergeant to the Death Company was the only way of giving power weapon/fists (excluding the chaplain) to the squad. Losing a [[Terminator|Termie]] or tooled-up honour guard made you cry though...<br /> <br /> '''UPDATE:''' As of the 6th edition rulebook, Blood Angels and Necrons are Desperate Allies. For reference, Necrons can form the exact same alliance with the [[Black Templars]]. This implies that the whole scenario with the Necrons and the 'Nids was part of the then-upcoming Necron fluff change wherein the Necrons went from omnicidal kill bots to an actual empire capable of politics and forming alliances<br /> <br /> '''UPDATE ver 2.0:''' As of 7th edition the entire allies matrix was rewritten. ALL Imperium forces are Come The Apocalypse with Necrons now.<br /> <br /> ==Daily rituals of the Blood Angels==<br /> <br /> [[File:Dawn of War.jpg|200px|thumb|left|alt text|Dante pwns some noobs as [[Astorath]] and [[Mephiston]] look on.]]<br /> <br /> 04:00 - Reveille - The Blood Angels are roused from their coffins to start the day.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 04:10 - Grooming - The Blood Angels take the time to comb their hair and brush their teeth. Special attention is given to their fangs. Even more special attention is given to their long, flowing, golden hair.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 04:30 - Morning meal - A light meal is prepared by the chapter serfs for the Blood Angels. Consuming a chapter serf is explicitly prohibited.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 05:00 - Morning prayer.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 06:00 - Morning firing rituals - The Blood Angels assemble for target practice. Due to an ancient clerical error, the Blood Angels are in possession of an excessive amount of a heretical series of books from the pre-Imperial days of Terra called the [[Twilight|Twilight Saga]], which they use for target practice by the thousands.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 07:00 - Battle practice - The Blood Angels begin practice in the battle cages. Frequently, the Blood Angels will forgo their bolters for melee weapons. The usage of fangs in combat practice is considered heresy. Using fangs to drink blood is extra Khornate heresy.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 12:00 - Midday meal - The Blood Angels consume a light meal made for them by the chapter serfs. The chapter serfs are still explicitly off the menu.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 13:00 - Deep strike training - The Blood Angels practice their deep strike maneuvers. Pretending to fly like a bat is heresy. Transforming into a bat or black mist to fly is extra Tzeentchian heresy.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 16:00 - Evening firing rituals. During this time, several Blood Angels also practice the shooting style of a legendary Terran gunslinger known as Nosferatu Alucard, a proto-Blood Angel who was said to have slain thousands of daemons alone using only two blessed stub pistols.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 16:55 - Milk and Cookies Break. Drinking blood instead of milk or dipping cookies in milk is Strictly banned. Doing both is considered heresy.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 17:00 - Staring contests - Dumbasses who want to challenge Chief Librarian Mephiston to a menacing staring contest do so now. Usually it's just the neophytes who don't know any better.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 17:15 - Round up - Staring contests end, and those who went mad while staring into Mephiston's eyes must be tracked down in the fortress-monastery and culled.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 17:30 - Evening prayer. Special attention is given to how fabulous Sanguinius was and why they can't wait to tear the heretical Chaos faggots multiple new assholes (hint, it involves blood). &lt;br&gt;<br /> 19:00 - Evening meal - A feast is prepared by the chapter serfs, usually of animals who were killed during the deep strike training. The chapter serfs ''may'' be consumed depending on how good the first two meals were. Using the Red Grail in drinking contests is explicitly prohibited by order of the Sanguinary Priests.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 20:00 - Free time - The Blood Angels are allowed a few hours of free time to do as they please. Some reflect on their duty to the Emperor and the deeds of Sanguinius. Others play vidya games. [[Pretty Marines|Some just pose moodily and bare-chested in front of a mirror]]. Still others will engage in artistic activities. A GOOD vampire movie is often shown for the Blood Angels' entertainment.&lt;br&gt;<br /> 00:00 - Rest - The Blood Angels retire to their coffins for the evening.<br /> <br /> ==Notable Members of the Blood Angels==<br /> *[[Sanguinius]] - Primarch. Snaps [[Bloodthirster]] spines over his knee and decapitates [[Keeper of Secrets|Keepers of Secrets]] for the [[lulz]].<br /> *[[Meros]] - Apothecary during the Horus Heresy. Sacrificed himself so that Sanguinius could righteously fuck up a Keeper of Secrets<br /> *[[Dante]] - Current Chapter Master. Dude's mad old and prefers not to mention anything about having a Necron's cell phone number.<br /> *[[Mephiston]] - Chief Librarian and resident rape train. Scariest motherfucker this side of the [[Eye of Terror]].<br /> *[[Corbulo]] - High [[Sanguinary Priest]].<br /> *[[Astorath]] - Keeper of Sanctity and the dude who kills Death Company nutjobs when they nutjob too hard.<br /> *[[Lemartes]] - Chaplain and the Guardian of the Lost, and the only Blood Angel to hold the Black Rage in check. Ranks #2 behind the Eversor Assassin as the most 40K thing in 40K.<br /> *[[Karlaen]] - 1st Company captain and total bro. Has a model thanks to 7E's Deathstorm Box.<br /> *[[Donatos Aphael]]- 2nd company captain.<br /> *[[Erasmus Tycho]] - 3rd company captain. Proof that [[Your dudes]] has a reason to exist.<br /> *[[Moriar the Chosen]] - Matt Ward's excuse for making generic Death Company Dreadnoughts a thing.<br /> *[[Rafen]] - Longest living Blood Angel mook in any of the Blood Angels book series.<br /> *[[Sanguinor]] - May or may not be Sanguinius reborn...or Azkaellon...or a warp entity created by the longings of the Blood Angels...or all three together...DAMMIT! IT'S COMPLICATED.<br /> *[[Acrion]] - Random captain that thought he could stand up to [[Abaddon]] during the 7th Black Crusade. He couldn't.<br /> *[[Thalastian Jorus]] - Fuckawesome Reclusiarch that succeeded in standing up to Abaddon--killed ''all'' his [[Bringers of Despair|Honour Guard]], thoroughly wrecked the [[Black Legion]] by utilizing [[Wat|guerrilla tactics with the Death Company of all things]] AND became one of like 3 people in the Imperium to go toe to toe with the despoiler and come out on top, gravely wounding Abby before Thalastian was killed by the Black Legion.<br /> <br /> ==See Also==<br /> *[[Warhammer 40,000/Tactics/Blood Angels(8E)|Tactics/Blood Angels]]<br /> <br /> ==Gallery==<br /> &lt;gallery&gt;<br /> File:The Red Angel.jpg|Manly Vampires, IN SPESS!<br /> File:Admit It.jpg|You know it to be true.<br /> <br /> &lt;/gallery&gt;<br /> <br /> {{Template:Marines-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Awesome]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=World_Eaters&diff=566687 2017-11-29T05:19:26Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox Traitor Legion<br /> |Name = World Eaters<br /> |Heraldry = [[File:Worldeaterslogo.png|250px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = {{BLAM|&quot;BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!&quot;}}<br /> |Original Name = War Hounds<br /> |Number = XII<br /> |Primarch = [[Angron]]<br /> |Original Homeworld = Bodt (primary muster site), in no way Angron's homeworld of [[Nuceria]]<br /> |Current Homeworld = Hell if we know (emphasis on [[Warp|'hell']])<br /> |Champion = [[Kharn|Kharn the Betrayer]]<br /> |Specialty = Khorne Berserkers, mass infantry, raping everything in sight with chainweapons. <br /> |Strength = A metric fuckton of Warbands, each with numbers ranging from 12 to 12000. <br /> |Allegiance = [[Khorne]]<br /> |Colours = Blood red and brass (formerly blue and white)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|Cry 'havoc!' and let loose the dogs of war, that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial.|William Shakespeare}}<br /> <br /> The '''World Eaters''', worshipping [[Khorne]], are the canon [[Angry Marines]], a Chaos Legion (or rather a collection of various warbands that all share kinship in that legion) dedicated entirely to the principle of [[rage]]. Their Primarch's name is a pun on the fact that they're so damn angry ([[Angron]]). How the Big E in all his infinite wisdom did not see the betrayal coming of a legion called the fucking &quot;WORLD EATERS&quot; is beyond me, but maybe it's because they were originally called the War Hounds. Anyway, they use any kind of ECKSBAWKS HUEG melee weapon capable of putting Terminator armor to shame, a pistol, their Berzerker-styled power armor and [[Khorne]]'s everlasting [[rage]], which turns them angry beyond all reason so that they simply refuse to run away when spilling blood for the blood god, even if they're hopelessly outnumbered and outgunned by 100-1 (the Blood God isn't picky, it doesn't care whose blood it is:it must be spilled). It is unknown who pilots their tanks but they still have transports; it is very unlikely that the Khornate marines are driving their vehicles like their loyalist counterparts, as with their anger they will most probably use a Rhino as a makeshift powerfist instead of a transport and if somehow made to use a Rhino, they'll probably end up killing the driver and tear their way out of the vehicle onto the battlefield. (&quot;We need a new driver, this one is dead!&quot;) Actually, they have drivers, but even they tend to prefer [[rip and tear]] which leads to them always having an axe or so in reach for the particular [http://1d4chan.org/wiki/File:Closer.jpg I ] [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xrrCY7dgaqs want to hit them with his sword].<br /> <br /> ==Legion History==<br /> [[File:World Eaters.jpg|400px|thumb|left|Before they went '''completely''' bonkers. A more accurate depiction would show Angron's armor with a fresh coat of chunky red paint.]]<br /> From the beginning, the World Eaters, then called the War Hounds by the Emperor, were destined to travel a dark road. The initial recruits on Terra during the [[Unification Wars]] were picked from the most aggressive and bloodthirsty candidates, the legion usually being held in reserves for when Big E needed someone or something dead and [[get shit done|need it done fast]]. Once the [[Great Crusade]] kicked off, they became expert shock troops known to pacify worlds within less than a dozen hours. The majority of them were concentrated into an Expeditionary Fleet known as the &quot;Bloody 13th&quot;, made up of various other human regiments and even Titans that just didn't give a shit about collateral damage. [[Sanguinius]], [[Red Thirst|ironically]], described them as a &quot;carnival of monsters.&quot;<br /> <br /> For their Primarch Angron, even as a baby, he didn't take any shit. The Eldar used their psychic powers to look into the future, and saw that if Angron ever grew to be a man, he would spend his whole life slaying everything in his path. 24/7, nonstop, all the fucking time. So the Eldar sent a contingent of elite warriors to kill him. But Angron tore their fucking eyeballs out so they couldn't see, then he ripped their fucking legs off so they couldn't run away, and he beat them into a bloody pile. Even as a literal infant, Khorne had his eye on the Primarch. To reiterate, Angron was only a kid when he did this. This really speaks volumes about his combat skills and the Eldar's hilarious ineptitude in combat.<br /> <br /> So after being found by humans this time he was brought to a city called Desh'ea, on a technologically advanced planet called [[Nuceria]]. Said city was run by a bunch of fat fucks whose only purpose in life was to build armies of cyborg warriors and watch them kill each other, using a particularly nasty piece of archaeotech called the &quot;Butcher's Nails&quot; to make them unable to feel any pleasure outside of killing people. Cool hobby. But they fucked up when they recruited Angron for their cyborg army. First he went all Conan the Barbarian on the other cyborg guys, but spared any who fought well despite the damn thing in his brains urging him to kill. Naturally, this earned him the respect of the other cyborg guys, so he eventually went Spartacus on the ruler's fat asses and escaped with his buddies. Then word got out that there was a new fucking sheriff in town, even more guys started to defect, and pretty soon Angron had his own cyborg army ready to take over the whole planet. They started killing every warlord and their armies in sight non-stop, but eventually, Angron and his merry band of warriors faced a combined army of 7 warlords. They were readying themselves for their inevitable deaths because they were already outnumbered and outgunned, when the Emperor came down to talk to Angron, promising him an army of his own and a life of eternal war for humanity.<br /> <br /> [[File:175px-WarHounds.jpeg|thumb|right|War Hounds Great Crusade icon, before the coming of Angron]]<br /> But then, Angron said: &quot;Fuck that shit, I'm taking care of business.&quot; And because the Emperor knew Angron would simply waste his life and [[Not as Planned|die in combat]], he forcefully beamed up Angron into his ship, just before the final assault, which naturally pissed off Angron for millennia to come because he didn't die along with his soldiers, thus earning an honorable death. This made Angron develop an ever-lasting [[Rage|hatred]] of his father that would eventually come back to bite him in his divine ass. <br /> <br /> Much later when Angron was about to be presented to the Astartes Legion he was going to command, the Emperor gathered the War Hounds' Captains and commanded them to persuade their father to be their leader ''without'' laying a hand on him. Still frothing and outraged that he'd been denied death alongside his brothers and sisters, Angron outright refused to command the then-War Hounds Legion, taking out his rage on his own legionnaires (since Big. E and his bananas had wisely made themselve scarce). You can pretty much imagine the results: Angron killed every Captain that tried to negotiate with him, up until he got to Captain [[Kharn]] who somehow managed to talk him down and get him to assume the title of Primarch of the War Hounds, which he subsequently renamed the &quot;World Eaters&quot;. Kharn, who had climbed up the ranks as Angron had killed all the other higher ranking Captains, would then go on to be Angron's &quot;cool head&quot;, assuming the rank of Angron's personal equerry, even after receiving the mental upgrades that turned the World Eaters more bloodthirsty than they already were. Seriously, a hell of a guy that Kharn.<br /> <br /> With that business concluded, first stop for the World Eaters was this planet they were supposed to help conquer with the Luna Wolves and the Ultramarines. Angron and his Legion, who were itching to go down to the planet's surface and get their hands dirty, grew irritated at Horus and Guilliman as they held back the Imperial forces in order to make a plan of attack. Foreshadowing the future events on Istvaan III, Angron jumped the gun, ignored his two brothers and deployed himself and his forces straight into the thick of the enemy and engaged the rebels in bloody melee. Unable to cease shit from hitting the fan, the Luna Wolves and Ultramarines could only watch in horror as the World Eaters hacked the defenders apart and decimated everything in their path. Horus and especially Guilliman, who had always tried to minimize casualties and overall damage to a rebelling planet and its infrastructure, were obviously furious at Angron not only for trashing their well-laid plans but more importantly for slaughtering most of the population and leaving the planet in ruins. Even the Emperor himself, when he eventually heard about this, was angry as well but he could not do much to reprimand the already disobedient Primarch as he had other things to take care of.<br /> <br /> [[File:Chaos inthe imperium.jpg|450px|thumb|right|Let's get this bloody party started.]]<br /> <br /> Angron then had his worst idea ever: in order to improve his Legion, he ordered (poor) copies of his Butcher's Nails to be added first to new recruits then to everyone else, removing their ability to feel or care about fear but increasing their [[rage|aggression]] by large amounts. Only the few psykers still in the Legion were not implanted, and even then this was only because the damn things malfunctioned when implanted in a psyker and killing him in the process. The [[Emperor]] eventually banned this practice after the World Eaters exterminated all life on a planet in one night, but Angron didn't listen. As it eventually turned out, the implants were reacting abnormally to Angron's physiology; the Adeptus Mechanicus predicted that they would kill Angron before the end of the Great Crusade. After numerous attempts at removing them from other World Eaters resulted in the death of the subjects, the Emperor 'wisely' decided to hide this from Angron and his Legion and drop the subject, aggravating an already delicate situation.<br /> <br /> Leman Russ, acting both out of a sincere desire to help and on the orders of the Emperor to make Angron stop implanting the Butcher's Nails, attempted to talk some sense into his brother. Angron, furious that the Emperor was trying to have Russ push him around, attacked him in a fit of anger. The impromptu duel caused the dam to burst and a skirmish between the present forces broke out. In the end, Angron disarmed Russ, but in the process was surrounded by the Space Wolves, guaranteeing his own death if he tried to kill his brother. However, Russ called them off, insisting that he had proved his point and Angron did likewise, retreating with his sons. No one else was ever told what happened, but both Legions insisted they won, though no one was sure. Overall, the Space Wolves took more casualties and Angron had Russ pinned to the floor and disarmed, but Angron and the remaining World Eaters were outgunned and outmaneuvered, very likely being killed on the spot as well if Angron had gone through with killing Russ. In the end though, it proved futile: the Nails and Angron's own stubbornness had already broken down what rationality he had.<br /> <br /> [[Horus]], [[Horus Heresy|corrupted and seeking to turn the Primarchs to his cause]], didn't have to do much to get Angron to [[heresy|side with him]], as all it took was to tell him that the Emperor was weak and to stir up his rage at preventing his honorable death on Nuceria. This might not have been the smartest of ideas as Angron proved to be uncontrollable, though, and Horus would more than once lament that those who sided with him weren't exactly [[Fulgrim|paragons]] [[Perturabo|of]] [[Night Haunter|mental stability]]. In the purging of the loyalists from the Traitor Legions on Istvaan III, Angron trashed Horus's plans for a clean [[Exterminatus]] by deploying to the surface to butcher the enemy, inevitably drawing out the slaughter and costing Horus precious time in consolidating his resources. They also participated in the battle on Istvaan V, where they massacred a fair share of the loyalists in bloody hand-to-hand combat. Angron even almost came to hands with [[Vulkan]] during the first part of that battle, challenging him to a duel; but heavy bombardment drove them apart before they could go mano-a-mano.<br /> <br /> [[Lorgar]] later brought the World Eaters back to Nuceria during his Shadow Crusade alongside his own [[Word Bearers]], ostensibly to find any information about how to keep Angron from being killed by his implants. In reality, Lorgar knew that when Angron learned that his former masters claimed that he had fled from battle, the resulting [[rage]] produced by Angron (and the World Eaters' subsequent annihilation of all life on Nuceria) would allow Lorgar to perform a ritual that would turn Angron into a Daemon Prince while also generating a warpstorm large enough to completely cut off Ultramar from the rest of the Imperium. When the Legions of Horus attacked the Imperial Palace, the World Eaters were at the forefront of the Traitor Marines, rushing into the breach and killing the most inside the palace. Sadly, they lost when Horus was killed aboard his flagship, and the World Eaters with Angron fled to the [[Eye of Terror]]. Kharn himself was killed and his corpse dragged from the debris, but Khorne blessed him with a second chance and resurrected him to slaughter and maim for millennia to come.<br /> <br /> ==World Eaters Schism and Khârn==<br /> [[Image:Worldeater-awesome.gif|thumb|right|250px|Second Edition World Eaters were ''awesome''. Believe it or not, this guy is actually an apothecary.]]<br /> A hell of a guy by the name of [[Kharn]] comes from this Legion. Hell of a guy that Kharn is... Even if he single handily split his legion into countless warbands.<br /> <br /> The World Eaters are not organized anymore (at least no more than any other Chaos Legion). After the Heresy, the majority of the World Eaters legion stayed together whilst fleeing from the Imperium but rivalries and power plays continued to drive them apart. Angron had vanished into the Warp somewhere and the only other figurehead, Kharn himself, was in a comatose state after having his almost dead body dragged away from the Siege of Terra. The legion stumbled upon a planet in the warp, isolated by a barrier of normal space; a oasis of safety in the Warp. Unfortunately, the Emperor's Children had also found it. Half the Legion wanted to do their own thing, whilst half wanted to stay together and rebuild. Kharn suddenly woke up and proceeded to murder the shit of of an entire berserker assassination squad (no, really) that had been sent to off him. He then took authority over the leading legionary elements and proceeded to wreck pretty marine face. <br /> <br /> The end result of this venture was that Kharn irrevocably split the Legion on [[Battle of Scalathrax|Scalathrax]] when the World Eaters were kicking the [[Emperor's Children|Emperor's Children's]] asses. Kharn got pissed off at his fellow Legionnaires for taking shelter from the Ice Cold Darkness, because the [[Grimdark|cold stuff on Scalathrax would freeze you to death]]. Kharn took a flamer and torched everyone's shelters and started killing everything in sight, while his fellow brothers fought for whatever shelters were left, even after [[FAIL|kicking the Emperor's Children's asses off the planet]]. The World Eaters are now fractured into Warbands, who sell their services to other Chaos Armies for the lulz (for the lul throne).<br /> <br /> ==Catch Phrase==<br /> [[File:HGD.jpeg|250px|thumb|left|Despite the popular beliefs, they're not ''always'' angry. Just most of the time.]]<br /> World Eaters use the most used catch phrase in [[Warhammer 40k|40k]] next to [[Ork|&quot;WAAAAAAAAGH!!!!&quot;]] or something for the [[Emperor]]. They scream [[Khorne|BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD]] in combat, while taking skulls for the skull throne. It is unknown what they scream while taking blood for the blood god, but it is probably SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE. Luckily the two activities are rather interchangeable, but at home life gets rather confusing as they bellow MILK FOR THE KHORNE-FLAKES while filling out their tax returns, or howl &quot;POPKHORNE!!!!!!&quot; whenever anybody suggests a movie.<br /> <br /> ==Noteworthy Shenanigans==<br /> *Cerberus Insurrection, where the legion engaged in a manly duel with [[Thunder Warriors|Thunder Warrior]] escapees, showing them the true power of rage(despite losing 4 to 5 for each Thunder Warrior). (Pre-Heresy) <br /> *The Cleansing of Arrigata (Pre-Heresy campaign. This was noteworthy in that the World Eaters slaughtered the entire world's population in a single day.)<br /> *Beat the shit out of the Space Wolves when they were asked to come with them to get &quot;Help by some doctors to make them not crazy anymore&quot; (Pre-Heresy)<br /> *Isstvan III<br /> *Isstvan V<br /> *The Ultramar campaign with Lorgar and his home boys, and making Rowboat Girlyman literally crawl away on Nuceria after getting his pompous blue ass kicked while Lorgar lol'ed<br /> *Siege of the Emperor's Palace<br /> *Most of [[Abaddon|Failbaddon's]] Black Crusades<br /> *Cholercaust Blood Crusade - The World Eaters and Khornate followers in general curb-stomp the Imperium into the ground, until they're turned back by the fucking Legion of the Damned because GW loves its stagnation and if they continued on they would have gotten to Terra and killed the Big E. This is also clear evidence that Khornates are the only Chaos Worshipers who get shit done. <br /> *Doombreed's actually successful black crusade. ('Success' is [[skub|debatable]], since the Imperium still stands. Doombreed's crusade did inflect one hell of a lot of damage to the Imperium. And to Chaos' side as well, but Khorne cares not where the blood flows from!)<br /> *Angron's Dominion of Fire campaign, where 50,000 World Eaters and Angron wasted over 70 Imperial Sectors in two Centuries. That's one sector every 2.86 years... which means that Khorne must have blessed Angron with extra heroin-induced RAEG to get shit done ''this quickly.''<br /> *First War of Armageddon<br /> <br /> ==General need to know information==<br /> [[File:WE_KhorneBerzerkers.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Can you believe they can drive a car? ROAD RAGE!!!]]<br /> The World Eaters are all Berserkers according to the flop of a codex that is Chaos Space Marines 4.0, thanks to the partial lobotomization. They use Chain Axes, which are just close combat weapons in 4.0 now, and used to be some of the most brutal hand to hand units in the game, but lost their Feel No Pain, and have to be mechanized or they won't be effective. For [[Chaos Lord|Lords]], the mark of Khorne with wings turn them into the best Lords available to use, mainly with a [[Daemon]] weapon or with Dual Lightning Claws. However, because [[Games Workshop|GW]] sucks at maintaining army lists besides Codex: [[Ultramarine|Ultramarines]], everyone will try to argue with you that two Lash Princes are the optimal choice to take. Also, the World Eaters killed all their Librarians and Sorcerers in the name of Khorne.<br /> <br /> [[Image:Angaron.jpg|250px|thumb|right|Angron is not a happy chappy.]]<br /> The helmets that Berserkers wear are representations of the Khorne Skull icon, or the mark of Khorne. It's like a cool stylized eight thing. Khorne's favorite number is eight, so every Khornate Warband organizes its marines into squads of 8 and its multiples. Scary shit. But this also proves that World Eaters are just big nerds with rage, because they can do on-the-spot mathematics in the middle of a combat scenario just so they can make sure they do everything in multiples (or factors) of eight. Bet the Loyalists can't do that. Bet the Blood Angels with THEIR prissy version of RAEG can't do that. Thus it is proved that Zerkers are smart and can drive tanks.<br /> <br /> ==Summary==<br /> Ruthless, [[Manly Marines|manly]], bloody, and [[awesome]]. They are the most angry and brutal Space Marines out there, even if their latest rules suck. Imperial equivalents are the [[Space Wolves]] or the [[Black Templars]]. Primarily due to the fact that they both act and fight the exact same way. [[Svane Vulfbad|For added lulz, whenever a Space Marine becomes a renegade and worships Khorne, nine out of ten times, that Space Marine will be a Space Wolf]]. This is due to the fact that in [[Warhammer Fantasy Battle]], Khorne is worshiped by [[Warriors of Chaos|Vikings]].<br /> <br /> It is also worth noticing that World Eaters and Space Wolves are the only marines in Warhammer inspired by Scandinavians, as Black Library has shown us. This is due to how World Eaters tend to get their names from towns in Scandinavia. For example, Skane the Destroyer (Skåne is a county in southern Sweden). Grunnar (who is of ''Jermanic'' descent), Hrothqar Furor (one letter off &quot;Hrothgar&quot;, for you filthy heretics who never read Beowulf) and Kunnar (one letter off &quot;Gunnar&quot;!) Just ignore that there's a Wolf Lord in Scars called Gunnar.<br /> <br /> ==Trivia==<br /> The World Eaters Pre-Heresy colour scheme was white and blue, both colors which believe it or not in many cultures ironically stand for calmness (blue) and purity (white), white being cultural (all though with biological aspects to it) and blue being a biological human reaction (since most shades of blue have been scientifically proven to calm and relax the human mind).<br /> Blue and white are also the colours of the Finnish flag, so yeah that's yet another Nordic connection.<br /> *If you factor in the biological responses to those colors, though, they would make sense for use by Angron's legionnaires as the sight of them would help stem their RAEG just briefly enough to avoid attacking their battle-brothers (&quot;Friendly Fire&quot; being something the Emperor probably wouldn't have appreciated much). <br /> <br /> However in Japan and other Asian cultures white stands for death, and often bloody death, as the white brings out the color red. Also, corpses tend to go pale due to blood loss and/or lack of blood flow to the skin.<br /> <br /> In Turkic (whom, depending on your interpretation, may technically count as Europeans) culture however, red is the colour of rage and anger, which is why the Turkic god of war, Kyazaghan, rides a red horse. White is, however, the colour of wisdom and forbearance, which is why the god of wisdom rides a white horse. <br /> <br /> While most World Eaters repainted their armour after embracing Khorne (what with the bronze trim), according to fluff, some World Eaters never repainted their armor, the red is simply layers of dry blood. Which doesn't make much sense because dried blood is brown due to the iron in the blood oxidizing, unless they just keep adding new layers of 'paint'.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;strike&gt;There is apparently [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xqOf-KjdVY a song] about them. Damn, take any song that Debauchery made and it's about Khorne and his zerkers. Yes, even the &quot;For the Emperor&quot; one.&lt;/strike&gt; FOLLOWERS OF THE EIGHT FOLD PATH LISTEN TO [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QL19beIJSE0 BOLT THROWER] NEWFAG!<br /> <br /> ==Daily Rituals==<br /> 04:00 - The World Eaters rise up from the mountain of corpses.<br /> <br /> 04:30 - Morning Practice. The World Eaters start [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheSpartanWay to train and work out.]<br /> <br /> 05:30 - Morning Meal. Nothing is prepared, the marines simply grab the nearest slave available, rip out their heads, and drink their blood. Eating their flesh is optional but encouraged for nutritional purposes. Eating yesterday's leftovers are also an option.<br /> <br /> 06:00 - Morning Firing Rites. The World Eaters conduct in target practice. Most marines attempt to practice marksmanship with their bolt pistols, but most of, if not all fail in this task. The practice typically ends with them simply throwing their pistols and axes at the target and mercilessly tackling them in frustration.<br /> <br /> 07:00 - Battle Practice. Not so much as practice as it is a giant gladiatorial game where the berzerkers fight just about anything from daemons, captured slaves, giant beasts, each other...etc.<br /> <br /> 14:00 - Tactical Indoctrination. Surviving marines are corralled into the briefing room, where the warlord simply shows a picture of the planet, the main objective, and the rest of the marines simply shout in approval. Injuries and fatalities arise from the more &quot;overzealous&quot; marines.<br /> <br /> 14:30 - Evening Firing Rites. The marines now attempt marksmanship training in the dark. It usually just ends up with them using the muzzle flash of their guns as a flash light so they can close in on the target. Some marines may now actually hit something with their guns while doing this, but its usually another marine using the same tactic.<br /> <br /> 15:00 - Battle Practice. The marines now attempt to spar with each other, it isn't complete unless it ends up with a handful of fatalities.<br /> <br /> 20:00 - Evening Meal. Typically, nothing is still prepared and the marines will simply use slaves for nourishment. But any slave or marine capable of cooking and still alive will attempt to create some dishes for their bloodthirsty brethren (blood sausage and blood stew is a common favorite). Anything from warpspawn or slave innards can and will be used.<br /> <br /> 21:00 - Evening Practice. Battle is the greatest form of worship to Khorne, the marines will then proceed to battle each other in a massive moshpit.<br /> <br /> 24:40 - Rest Period. By this point, most of the marines have knocked each other out or killed the ones still awake. The slaves enjoy a few hours of peace until their psychotic masters wake up in a few hours.<br /> <br /> ==Notable World Eaters==<br /> *[[Angron]]<br /> *[[Kharn]]<br /> *[[Crull]]<br /> <br /> {{Template:Chaos-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=World_Eaters&diff=566686 2017-11-29T05:15:49Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox Traitor Legion<br /> |Name = World Eaters<br /> |Heraldry = [[File:Worldeaterslogo.png|250px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = {{BLAM|&quot;BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!&quot;}}<br /> |Original Name = War Hounds<br /> |Number = XII<br /> |Primarch = [[Angron]]<br /> |Original Homeworld = Bodt (primary muster site), in no way Angron's homeworld of [[Nuceria]]<br /> |Current Homeworld = Hell if we know (emphasis on [[Warp|'hell']])<br /> |Champion = [[Kharn|Kharn the Betrayer]]<br /> |Specialty = Khorne Berserkers, mass infantry, raping everything in sight with chainweapons. <br /> |Strength = A metric Fuckton of Warbands, all of varying sizes. <br /> |Allegiance = [[Khorne]]<br /> |Colours = Blood red and brass (formerly blue and white)<br /> }}<br /> <br /> {{Topquote|Cry 'havoc!' and let loose the dogs of war, that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial.|William Shakespeare}}<br /> <br /> The '''World Eaters''', worshipping [[Khorne]], are the canon [[Angry Marines]], a Chaos Legion (or rather a collection of various warbands that all share kinship in that legion) dedicated entirely to the principle of [[rage]]. Their Primarch's name is a pun on the fact that they're so damn angry ([[Angron]]). How the Big E in all his infinite wisdom did not see the betrayal coming of a legion called the fucking &quot;WORLD EATERS&quot; is beyond me, but maybe it's because they were originally called the War Hounds. Anyway, they use any kind of ECKSBAWKS HUEG melee weapon capable of putting Terminator armor to shame, a pistol, their Berzerker-styled power armor and [[Khorne]]'s everlasting [[rage]], which turns them angry beyond all reason so that they simply refuse to run away when spilling blood for the blood god, even if they're hopelessly outnumbered and outgunned by 100-1 (the Blood God isn't picky, it doesn't care whose blood it is:it must be spilled). It is unknown who pilots their tanks but they still have transports; it is very unlikely that the Khornate marines are driving their vehicles like their loyalist counterparts, as with their anger they will most probably use a Rhino as a makeshift powerfist instead of a transport and if somehow made to use a Rhino, they'll probably end up killing the driver and tear their way out of the vehicle onto the battlefield. (&quot;We need a new driver, this one is dead!&quot;) Actually, they have drivers, but even they tend to prefer [[rip and tear]] which leads to them always having an axe or so in reach for the particular [http://1d4chan.org/wiki/File:Closer.jpg I ] [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xrrCY7dgaqs want to hit them with his sword].<br /> <br /> ==Legion History==<br /> [[File:World Eaters.jpg|400px|thumb|left|Before they went '''completely''' bonkers. A more accurate depiction would show Angron's armor with a fresh coat of chunky red paint.]]<br /> From the beginning, the World Eaters, then called the War Hounds by the Emperor, were destined to travel a dark road. The initial recruits on Terra during the [[Unification Wars]] were picked from the most aggressive and bloodthirsty candidates, the legion usually being held in reserves for when Big E needed someone or something dead and [[get shit done|need it done fast]]. Once the [[Great Crusade]] kicked off, they became expert shock troops known to pacify worlds within less than a dozen hours. The majority of them were concentrated into an Expeditionary Fleet known as the &quot;Bloody 13th&quot;, made up of various other human regiments and even Titans that just didn't give a shit about collateral damage. [[Sanguinius]], [[Red Thirst|ironically]], described them as a &quot;carnival of monsters.&quot;<br /> <br /> For their Primarch Angron, even as a baby, he didn't take any shit. The Eldar used their psychic powers to look into the future, and saw that if Angron ever grew to be a man, he would spend his whole life slaying everything in his path. 24/7, nonstop, all the fucking time. So the Eldar sent a contingent of elite warriors to kill him. But Angron tore their fucking eyeballs out so they couldn't see, then he ripped their fucking legs off so they couldn't run away, and he beat them into a bloody pile. Even as a literal infant, Khorne had his eye on the Primarch. To reiterate, Angron was only a kid when he did this. This really speaks volumes about his combat skills and the Eldar's hilarious ineptitude in combat.<br /> <br /> So after being found by humans this time he was brought to a city called Desh'ea, on a technologically advanced planet called [[Nuceria]]. Said city was run by a bunch of fat fucks whose only purpose in life was to build armies of cyborg warriors and watch them kill each other, using a particularly nasty piece of archaeotech called the &quot;Butcher's Nails&quot; to make them unable to feel any pleasure outside of killing people. Cool hobby. But they fucked up when they recruited Angron for their cyborg army. First he went all Conan the Barbarian on the other cyborg guys, but spared any who fought well despite the damn thing in his brains urging him to kill. Naturally, this earned him the respect of the other cyborg guys, so he eventually went Spartacus on the ruler's fat asses and escaped with his buddies. Then word got out that there was a new fucking sheriff in town, even more guys started to defect, and pretty soon Angron had his own cyborg army ready to take over the whole planet. They started killing every warlord and their armies in sight non-stop, but eventually, Angron and his merry band of warriors faced a combined army of 7 warlords. They were readying themselves for their inevitable deaths because they were already outnumbered and outgunned, when the Emperor came down to talk to Angron, promising him an army of his own and a life of eternal war for humanity.<br /> <br /> [[File:175px-WarHounds.jpeg|thumb|right|War Hounds Great Crusade icon, before the coming of Angron]]<br /> But then, Angron said: &quot;Fuck that shit, I'm taking care of business.&quot; And because the Emperor knew Angron would simply waste his life and [[Not as Planned|die in combat]], he forcefully beamed up Angron into his ship, just before the final assault, which naturally pissed off Angron for millennia to come because he didn't die along with his soldiers, thus earning an honorable death. This made Angron develop an ever-lasting [[Rage|hatred]] of his father that would eventually come back to bite him in his divine ass. <br /> <br /> Much later when Angron was about to be presented to the Astartes Legion he was going to command, the Emperor gathered the War Hounds' Captains and commanded them to persuade their father to be their leader ''without'' laying a hand on him. Still frothing and outraged that he'd been denied death alongside his brothers and sisters, Angron outright refused to command the then-War Hounds Legion, taking out his rage on his own legionnaires (since Big. E and his bananas had wisely made themselve scarce). You can pretty much imagine the results: Angron killed every Captain that tried to negotiate with him, up until he got to Captain [[Kharn]] who somehow managed to talk him down and get him to assume the title of Primarch of the War Hounds, which he subsequently renamed the &quot;World Eaters&quot;. Kharn, who had climbed up the ranks as Angron had killed all the other higher ranking Captains, would then go on to be Angron's &quot;cool head&quot;, assuming the rank of Angron's personal equerry, even after receiving the mental upgrades that turned the World Eaters more bloodthirsty than they already were. Seriously, a hell of a guy that Kharn.<br /> <br /> With that business concluded, first stop for the World Eaters was this planet they were supposed to help conquer with the Luna Wolves and the Ultramarines. Angron and his Legion, who were itching to go down to the planet's surface and get their hands dirty, grew irritated at Horus and Guilliman as they held back the Imperial forces in order to make a plan of attack. Foreshadowing the future events on Istvaan III, Angron jumped the gun, ignored his two brothers and deployed himself and his forces straight into the thick of the enemy and engaged the rebels in bloody melee. Unable to cease shit from hitting the fan, the Luna Wolves and Ultramarines could only watch in horror as the World Eaters hacked the defenders apart and decimated everything in their path. Horus and especially Guilliman, who had always tried to minimize casualties and overall damage to a rebelling planet and its infrastructure, were obviously furious at Angron not only for trashing their well-laid plans but more importantly for slaughtering most of the population and leaving the planet in ruins. Even the Emperor himself, when he eventually heard about this, was angry as well but he could not do much to reprimand the already disobedient Primarch as he had other things to take care of.<br /> <br /> [[File:Chaos inthe imperium.jpg|450px|thumb|right|Let's get this bloody party started.]]<br /> <br /> Angron then had his worst idea ever: in order to improve his Legion, he ordered (poor) copies of his Butcher's Nails to be added first to new recruits then to everyone else, removing their ability to feel or care about fear but increasing their [[rage|aggression]] by large amounts. Only the few psykers still in the Legion were not implanted, and even then this was only because the damn things malfunctioned when implanted in a psyker and killing him in the process. The [[Emperor]] eventually banned this practice after the World Eaters exterminated all life on a planet in one night, but Angron didn't listen. As it eventually turned out, the implants were reacting abnormally to Angron's physiology; the Adeptus Mechanicus predicted that they would kill Angron before the end of the Great Crusade. After numerous attempts at removing them from other World Eaters resulted in the death of the subjects, the Emperor 'wisely' decided to hide this from Angron and his Legion and drop the subject, aggravating an already delicate situation.<br /> <br /> Leman Russ, acting both out of a sincere desire to help and on the orders of the Emperor to make Angron stop implanting the Butcher's Nails, attempted to talk some sense into his brother. Angron, furious that the Emperor was trying to have Russ push him around, attacked him in a fit of anger. The impromptu duel caused the dam to burst and a skirmish between the present forces broke out. In the end, Angron disarmed Russ, but in the process was surrounded by the Space Wolves, guaranteeing his own death if he tried to kill his brother. However, Russ called them off, insisting that he had proved his point and Angron did likewise, retreating with his sons. No one else was ever told what happened, but both Legions insisted they won, though no one was sure. Overall, the Space Wolves took more casualties and Angron had Russ pinned to the floor and disarmed, but Angron and the remaining World Eaters were outgunned and outmaneuvered, very likely being killed on the spot as well if Angron had gone through with killing Russ. In the end though, it proved futile: the Nails and Angron's own stubbornness had already broken down what rationality he had.<br /> <br /> [[Horus]], [[Horus Heresy|corrupted and seeking to turn the Primarchs to his cause]], didn't have to do much to get Angron to [[heresy|side with him]], as all it took was to tell him that the Emperor was weak and to stir up his rage at preventing his honorable death on Nuceria. This might not have been the smartest of ideas as Angron proved to be uncontrollable, though, and Horus would more than once lament that those who sided with him weren't exactly [[Fulgrim|paragons]] [[Perturabo|of]] [[Night Haunter|mental stability]]. In the purging of the loyalists from the Traitor Legions on Istvaan III, Angron trashed Horus's plans for a clean [[Exterminatus]] by deploying to the surface to butcher the enemy, inevitably drawing out the slaughter and costing Horus precious time in consolidating his resources. They also participated in the battle on Istvaan V, where they massacred a fair share of the loyalists in bloody hand-to-hand combat. Angron even almost came to hands with [[Vulkan]] during the first part of that battle, challenging him to a duel; but heavy bombardment drove them apart before they could go mano-a-mano.<br /> <br /> [[Lorgar]] later brought the World Eaters back to Nuceria during his Shadow Crusade alongside his own [[Word Bearers]], ostensibly to find any information about how to keep Angron from being killed by his implants. In reality, Lorgar knew that when Angron learned that his former masters claimed that he had fled from battle, the resulting [[rage]] produced by Angron (and the World Eaters' subsequent annihilation of all life on Nuceria) would allow Lorgar to perform a ritual that would turn Angron into a Daemon Prince while also generating a warpstorm large enough to completely cut off Ultramar from the rest of the Imperium. When the Legions of Horus attacked the Imperial Palace, the World Eaters were at the forefront of the Traitor Marines, rushing into the breach and killing the most inside the palace. Sadly, they lost when Horus was killed aboard his flagship, and the World Eaters with Angron fled to the [[Eye of Terror]]. Kharn himself was killed and his corpse dragged from the debris, but Khorne blessed him with a second chance and resurrected him to slaughter and maim for millennia to come.<br /> <br /> ==World Eaters Schism and Khârn==<br /> [[Image:Worldeater-awesome.gif|thumb|right|250px|Second Edition World Eaters were ''awesome''. Believe it or not, this guy is actually an apothecary.]]<br /> A hell of a guy by the name of [[Kharn]] comes from this Legion. Hell of a guy that Kharn is... Even if he single handily split his legion into countless warbands.<br /> <br /> The World Eaters are not organized anymore (at least no more than any other Chaos Legion). After the Heresy, the majority of the World Eaters legion stayed together whilst fleeing from the Imperium but rivalries and power plays continued to drive them apart. Angron had vanished into the Warp somewhere and the only other figurehead, Kharn himself, was in a comatose state after having his almost dead body dragged away from the Siege of Terra. The legion stumbled upon a planet in the warp, isolated by a barrier of normal space; a oasis of safety in the Warp. Unfortunately, the Emperor's Children had also found it. Half the Legion wanted to do their own thing, whilst half wanted to stay together and rebuild. Kharn suddenly woke up and proceeded to murder the shit of of an entire berserker assassination squad (no, really) that had been sent to off him. He then took authority over the leading legionary elements and proceeded to wreck pretty marine face. <br /> <br /> The end result of this venture was that Kharn irrevocably split the Legion on [[Battle of Scalathrax|Scalathrax]] when the World Eaters were kicking the [[Emperor's Children|Emperor's Children's]] asses. Kharn got pissed off at his fellow Legionnaires for taking shelter from the Ice Cold Darkness, because the [[Grimdark|cold stuff on Scalathrax would freeze you to death]]. Kharn took a flamer and torched everyone's shelters and started killing everything in sight, while his fellow brothers fought for whatever shelters were left, even after [[FAIL|kicking the Emperor's Children's asses off the planet]]. The World Eaters are now fractured into Warbands, who sell their services to other Chaos Armies for the lulz (for the lul throne).<br /> <br /> ==Catch Phrase==<br /> [[File:HGD.jpeg|250px|thumb|left|Despite the popular beliefs, they're not ''always'' angry. Just most of the time.]]<br /> World Eaters use the most used catch phrase in [[Warhammer 40k|40k]] next to [[Ork|&quot;WAAAAAAAAGH!!!!&quot;]] or something for the [[Emperor]]. They scream [[Khorne|BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD]] in combat, while taking skulls for the skull throne. It is unknown what they scream while taking blood for the blood god, but it is probably SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE. Luckily the two activities are rather interchangeable, but at home life gets rather confusing as they bellow MILK FOR THE KHORNE-FLAKES while filling out their tax returns, or howl &quot;POPKHORNE!!!!!!&quot; whenever anybody suggests a movie.<br /> <br /> ==Noteworthy Shenanigans==<br /> *Cerberus Insurrection, where the legion engaged in a manly duel with [[Thunder Warriors|Thunder Warrior]] escapees, showing them the true power of rage(despite losing 4 to 5 for each Thunder Warrior). (Pre-Heresy) <br /> *The Cleansing of Arrigata (Pre-Heresy campaign. This was noteworthy in that the World Eaters slaughtered the entire world's population in a single day.)<br /> *Beat the shit out of the Space Wolves when they were asked to come with them to get &quot;Help by some doctors to make them not crazy anymore&quot; (Pre-Heresy)<br /> *Isstvan III<br /> *Isstvan V<br /> *The Ultramar campaign with Lorgar and his home boys, and making Rowboat Girlyman literally crawl away on Nuceria after getting his pompous blue ass kicked while Lorgar lol'ed<br /> *Siege of the Emperor's Palace<br /> *Most of [[Abaddon|Failbaddon's]] Black Crusades<br /> *Cholercaust Blood Crusade - The World Eaters and Khornate followers in general curb-stomp the Imperium into the ground, until they're turned back by the fucking Legion of the Damned because GW loves its stagnation and if they continued on they would have gotten to Terra and killed the Big E. This is also clear evidence that Khornates are the only Chaos Worshipers who get shit done. <br /> *Doombreed's actually successful black crusade. ('Success' is [[skub|debatable]], since the Imperium still stands. Doombreed's crusade did inflect one hell of a lot of damage to the Imperium. And to Chaos' side as well, but Khorne cares not where the blood flows from!)<br /> *Angron's Dominion of Fire campaign, where 50,000 World Eaters and Angron wasted over 70 Imperial Sectors in two Centuries. That's one sector every 2.86 years... which means that Khorne must have blessed Angron with extra heroin-induced RAEG to get shit done ''this quickly.''<br /> *First War of Armageddon<br /> <br /> ==General need to know information==<br /> [[File:WE_KhorneBerzerkers.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Can you believe they can drive a car? ROAD RAGE!!!]]<br /> The World Eaters are all Berserkers according to the flop of a codex that is Chaos Space Marines 4.0, thanks to the partial lobotomization. They use Chain Axes, which are just close combat weapons in 4.0 now, and used to be some of the most brutal hand to hand units in the game, but lost their Feel No Pain, and have to be mechanized or they won't be effective. For [[Chaos Lord|Lords]], the mark of Khorne with wings turn them into the best Lords available to use, mainly with a [[Daemon]] weapon or with Dual Lightning Claws. However, because [[Games Workshop|GW]] sucks at maintaining army lists besides Codex: [[Ultramarine|Ultramarines]], everyone will try to argue with you that two Lash Princes are the optimal choice to take. Also, the World Eaters killed all their Librarians and Sorcerers in the name of Khorne.<br /> <br /> [[Image:Angaron.jpg|250px|thumb|right|Angron is not a happy chappy.]]<br /> The helmets that Berserkers wear are representations of the Khorne Skull icon, or the mark of Khorne. It's like a cool stylized eight thing. Khorne's favorite number is eight, so every Khornate Warband organizes its marines into squads of 8 and its multiples. Scary shit. But this also proves that World Eaters are just big nerds with rage, because they can do on-the-spot mathematics in the middle of a combat scenario just so they can make sure they do everything in multiples (or factors) of eight. Bet the Loyalists can't do that. Bet the Blood Angels with THEIR prissy version of RAEG can't do that. Thus it is proved that Zerkers are smart and can drive tanks.<br /> <br /> ==Summary==<br /> Ruthless, [[Manly Marines|manly]], bloody, and [[awesome]]. They are the most angry and brutal Space Marines out there, even if their latest rules suck. Imperial equivalents are the [[Space Wolves]] or the [[Black Templars]]. Primarily due to the fact that they both act and fight the exact same way. [[Svane Vulfbad|For added lulz, whenever a Space Marine becomes a renegade and worships Khorne, nine out of ten times, that Space Marine will be a Space Wolf]]. This is due to the fact that in [[Warhammer Fantasy Battle]], Khorne is worshiped by [[Warriors of Chaos|Vikings]].<br /> <br /> It is also worth noticing that World Eaters and Space Wolves are the only marines in Warhammer inspired by Scandinavians, as Black Library has shown us. This is due to how World Eaters tend to get their names from towns in Scandinavia. For example, Skane the Destroyer (Skåne is a county in southern Sweden). Grunnar (who is of ''Jermanic'' descent), Hrothqar Furor (one letter off &quot;Hrothgar&quot;, for you filthy heretics who never read Beowulf) and Kunnar (one letter off &quot;Gunnar&quot;!) Just ignore that there's a Wolf Lord in Scars called Gunnar.<br /> <br /> ==Trivia==<br /> The World Eaters Pre-Heresy colour scheme was white and blue, both colors which believe it or not in many cultures ironically stand for calmness (blue) and purity (white), white being cultural (all though with biological aspects to it) and blue being a biological human reaction (since most shades of blue have been scientifically proven to calm and relax the human mind).<br /> Blue and white are also the colours of the Finnish flag, so yeah that's yet another Nordic connection.<br /> *If you factor in the biological responses to those colors, though, they would make sense for use by Angron's legionnaires as the sight of them would help stem their RAEG just briefly enough to avoid attacking their battle-brothers (&quot;Friendly Fire&quot; being something the Emperor probably wouldn't have appreciated much). <br /> <br /> However in Japan and other Asian cultures white stands for death, and often bloody death, as the white brings out the color red. Also, corpses tend to go pale due to blood loss and/or lack of blood flow to the skin.<br /> <br /> In Turkic (whom, depending on your interpretation, may technically count as Europeans) culture however, red is the colour of rage and anger, which is why the Turkic god of war, Kyazaghan, rides a red horse. White is, however, the colour of wisdom and forbearance, which is why the god of wisdom rides a white horse. <br /> <br /> While most World Eaters repainted their armour after embracing Khorne (what with the bronze trim), according to fluff, some World Eaters never repainted their armor, the red is simply layers of dry blood. Which doesn't make much sense because dried blood is brown due to the iron in the blood oxidizing, unless they just keep adding new layers of 'paint'.<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;strike&gt;There is apparently [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xqOf-KjdVY a song] about them. Damn, take any song that Debauchery made and it's about Khorne and his zerkers. Yes, even the &quot;For the Emperor&quot; one.&lt;/strike&gt; FOLLOWERS OF THE EIGHT FOLD PATH LISTEN TO [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QL19beIJSE0 BOLT THROWER] NEWFAG!<br /> <br /> ==Daily Rituals==<br /> 04:00 - The World Eaters rise up from the mountain of corpses.<br /> <br /> 04:30 - Morning Practice. The World Eaters start [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheSpartanWay to train and work out.]<br /> <br /> 05:30 - Morning Meal. Nothing is prepared, the marines simply grab the nearest slave available, rip out their heads, and drink their blood. Eating their flesh is optional but encouraged for nutritional purposes. Eating yesterday's leftovers are also an option.<br /> <br /> 06:00 - Morning Firing Rites. The World Eaters conduct in target practice. Most marines attempt to practice marksmanship with their bolt pistols, but most of, if not all fail in this task. The practice typically ends with them simply throwing their pistols and axes at the target and mercilessly tackling them in frustration.<br /> <br /> 07:00 - Battle Practice. Not so much as practice as it is a giant gladiatorial game where the berzerkers fight just about anything from daemons, captured slaves, giant beasts, each other...etc.<br /> <br /> 14:00 - Tactical Indoctrination. Surviving marines are corralled into the briefing room, where the warlord simply shows a picture of the planet, the main objective, and the rest of the marines simply shout in approval. Injuries and fatalities arise from the more &quot;overzealous&quot; marines.<br /> <br /> 14:30 - Evening Firing Rites. The marines now attempt marksmanship training in the dark. It usually just ends up with them using the muzzle flash of their guns as a flash light so they can close in on the target. Some marines may now actually hit something with their guns while doing this, but its usually another marine using the same tactic.<br /> <br /> 15:00 - Battle Practice. The marines now attempt to spar with each other, it isn't complete unless it ends up with a handful of fatalities.<br /> <br /> 20:00 - Evening Meal. Typically, nothing is still prepared and the marines will simply use slaves for nourishment. But any slave or marine capable of cooking and still alive will attempt to create some dishes for their bloodthirsty brethren (blood sausage and blood stew is a common favorite). Anything from warpspawn or slave innards can and will be used.<br /> <br /> 21:00 - Evening Practice. Battle is the greatest form of worship to Khorne, the marines will then proceed to battle each other in a massive moshpit.<br /> <br /> 24:40 - Rest Period. By this point, most of the marines have knocked each other out or killed the ones still awake. The slaves enjoy a few hours of peace until their psychotic masters wake up in a few hours.<br /> <br /> ==Notable World Eaters==<br /> *[[Angron]]<br /> *[[Kharn]]<br /> *[[Crull]]<br /> <br /> {{Template:Chaos-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Word_Bearers&diff=566234 2017-11-29T05:10:01Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox Traitor Legion<br /> |Name = Word Bearers<br /> |Heraldry = [[Image:Post-Heresy Daemon Head.jpg|250px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = Verses from the Book of Lorgar<br /> |Original Name = Imperial Heralds<br /> |Number = XVII<br /> |Primarch = [[Lorgar|Lorgar Aurelian]]<br /> |Original Homeworld = Colchis<br /> |Current Homeworld = Sicarus<br /> |Champion = [[Erebus]], [[Kor Phaeron]]<br /> |Specialty = Mass Indoctrination, Summoning [[Daemon]]s, Cult Uprisings.<br /> |Strength = Legion strength<br /> |Allegiance = [[Chaos Undivided]]<br /> |Colours = Dark crimson and steel<br /> }}<br /> ''&quot;By its very nature, theology tends - and under certain conditions, must always tend - to become demonology.&quot;''<br /> <br /> — Thomas Mann, &quot;Doctor Faustus&quot; <br /> <br /> <br /> ''&quot;From the fires of betrayal unto the blood of revenge we bring the name of Lorgar, the Bearer of the Word, the favoured son of Chaos, all praise be given unto him. From those what would not heed we offer praise to those who do, that they might turn their gaze our way and gift us with the boon of pain, to turn the galaxy red with blood, and feed the hunger of the gods.&quot;''<br /> <br /> — Excerpt from the three hundred and forty-first Book of the Epistles of Lorgar.<br /> <br /> <br /> ''&quot;We are twice armed if we fight with faith.&quot;''<br /> <br /> — Plato<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> The Word Bearers are a legion of [[Chaos Space Marines]]. Their [[Primarch]] is [[Lorgar]]. <br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> There is a phenomenon of psychology that some people are prone to zealotry. It does not matter what they believe in, when they come to believe in something they believe in it with all their heart. This type of individual who is likely to end up becoming a fanatical member to a certain ideology will if they somehow become disillusioned with it, often find it easier to adopt an opposing or opposite ideology and be just as fanatical to said new cause rather than simply moderating their commitment to their first ideology as needed and making caveats and exceptions to its general principles. The Word Bearers are this phenomenon at its most extreme.<br /> ===Early History===<br /> [[File:Dark_apostle_by_kunkka.jpg|250px|left|thumb|Why hello there unbeliever. Would you mind a small theological chat?]] <br /> The Emperor used the genetic templates of the Primarchs to create the Legiones Astartes after the powers of Chaos stole the gestating Primarchs. Those who received gene-seed from template number seventeen stood apart from their brother Astartes in duty and outlook. They fought with utter devotion and a fanatical zeal. Their original recruits were drawn from the sons of defeated enemies, raised to know the crimes of their fathers and the price of the Emperor's forgiveness. Thus while the other Legions went to war with righteousness, the XVIIth fought with the cold fury that only the condemned and redeemed could know. While other Legions took some time to acquire formal names, the XVIIth was named the Imperial Heralds almost immediately after their founding. This was due to their early role: to deliver the Emperor's ultimatum of submission or destruction.<br /> Upon defeating an enemy, the Imperial Heralds would empty their libraries and records of any contents deemed heretical or sorcerous. Condemned works, individuals, and buildings would be destroyed in the name of the Imperial Truth (though they also tended to exterminate the entire population of the places they conquered; see Antarctica). The Imperial Heralds repeated this process all across Terra during the Unification Wars. This gave the Imperial Heralds a rarely-spoken nickname among the greater Imperium: the Iconoclasts.<br /> <br /> ===Great Crusade===<br /> <br /> [[File:Daemon world by majesticchicken.jpg|thumb|right|350px|Okay, so the Imperial Cult might not exactly be hot chickenwings with thousand island sauce, but worshipping Chaos might not be the best alternative.]]<br /> <br /> The planet Colchis was full of people that worshipped a watered down version of chaos. Primarch XVII was adopted by Kor Phaeron, one of the chief priests, and given the name Lorgar. Lorgar received a vision of the Emperor and formed a religion around him, leading to a six-year religious civil war that Lorgar's faction eventually won, shortly before the Emperor came to Colchis. During the Great Crusade, they bore the word of the Emperor to new worlds, wiping out any traces of dissenting faiths as they assimilated cultures into the Imperial way of life, including enforcing the worship of the God-Emperor.<br /> <br /> Their thorough attention to this kept them far behind the pace of other expeditionary fleets and drew the ire of the Emperor. He repeatedly made it clear that he did not consider himself a god and wanted Lorgar to knock it off and catch up with the other fleets. Lorgar responded by penning the original Lectitio Divinitatus, which would much later form the core of the beliefs of the Temple of the Saviour Emperor. Finally, the Emperor had enough and ordered the Ultramarines to make an example of him. They torched the world of Khur and called the entire Word Bearers legion to kneel in its ashes before Guilliman, Malcador, and the Emperor.<br /> <br /> To say Lorgar was devastated would be an understatement. He spent an entire month in seclusion, taking only the advice of Kor Phaeron and First Chaplain Erebus. They revealed to him that they had kept the old faith alive and that many worlds appeared to have religions that aligned with it, suggesting a more primal truth than worship of the God-Emperor. They convinced Lorgar that the primordial truth was truer than the Imperial Truth and he took his legion on a pilgrimage to the Eye of Terror to learn more about Chaos.<br /> <br /> ===Chaos===<br /> <br /> They were the guys who used to be really, really, really loyal to the [[Emprah]]. Like, these guys used to be the Church of the Emprah. After the [[Horus Heresy]], they became the complete opposite. Now they go around fucking up the Emprah's sepulchre planets, relic worlds, and cardinal worlds, setting up cathedrals to the [[Chaos Gods]] in their places. They are also notable for being the one [[Chaos]] legion to still have [[Chaplain]]s, known as [[Dark Apostle]]s, which is probably because they invented the idea of Space Marine preachers and no other traitor Legions wanted them after the Horus Heresy was over, because there is little sense in having morale officer in Chaos force. Unlike the other Chaos legions and renegade chapters, [[Red Corsairs]] notwithstanding, these guys actually managed to sort of keep their shit together rather than having everyone with a slightly fancier costume take his ball and go home. They're sorta like [[grimdark]] Chaos &lt;s&gt;Taliban&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Al-Qaeda&lt;/s&gt; ISIS. Except the Word Bearers make &lt;s&gt;the Taliban&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Al-Qaeda&lt;/s&gt; ISIS look like peace-loving atheists in comparison.<br /> <br /> Their hobbies include human sacrifice, prayers to the [[Chaos Gods]], [[daemon]] summoning, and occult study.<br /> <br /> First Chaplain Erebus was actually pretty much the driving force behind Horus turning to Chaos. At the climax of ''Horus Rising'', Erebus steals a weapon from the [[Interex]], which caused them to get all butthurt and blame [[Horus]] and the Luna Wolves for the theft. In the next book, ''False Gods'', Horus and the merry Luna Wolves take a trip to Davin IV on Erebus's advice, during which all hell breaks loose and Horus takes some wounds and comes as close as a [[primarch]] can to a near-death experience (he basically took a nap). [[Abaddon]], having as many daddy issues as Horus, decided it'd be a good idea to follow the advice of Erebus and take Horus to a local temple run by the serpent-worshiping locals, where it was said he could be healed. Erebus sent Horus into a trance and basically whispered sweet nothings about [[Chaos]] into his ear the entire time, planting the very first seed of corruption.<br /> <br /> ==Organization==<br /> Yeah, we know what you're thinking: organization? Of a Traitor Legion? While it may surprise you, the Word Bearers still function as an organized Legion (though much looser than the Legiones Astartes). Ironically, their uttermost commitment to Chaos as a religion gives them a semblance of order (DOUBLE HERESY?) As such, they have a clearly designated hierarchy and command structure. While Lorgar remains the ultimate master of the Word Bearers, in reality he has allowed command to fall as such:<br /> <br /> *'''Master of the Faith''': The de jure head of the Word Bearers in Lorgar's absence, currently held by First Captain [[Kor Phaeron]].<br /> <br /> *'''Chief Dark Apostle''': The head of the priesthood, and true power behind the throne of the legion, currently held by [[Erebus]].<br /> <br /> *'''Dark Council''': A collection of Dark Apostles who oversee the overall actions of the Legion, and confirm the ascension of other Dark Apostles.<br /> <br /> *'''Dark Apostle''': spiritual leader of a Host, the primary organization of the Word Bearers following the Horus Heresy. Dark Apostles are confirmed by the Dark Council and in turn make the decisions of the rank and advancement for the Host.<br /> <br /> *'''Coryphaus''': The senior military commander of a host, comparable to a [[Chapter Master]] or [[First Captain]]. The Coryphaus leads the Host's returns during religious ceremonies (and trust us, the Word Bearers have a lot of religious ceremonies) and makes all tactical decisions during actual combat, freeing up the Dark Apostle to better commune with the Chaos Gods.<br /> <br /> *'''Icon Bearers''': A Word Bearer charged with carrying the Icon of the XVII Legion in battle, similar to a Company Standard Bearer in a [[Space Marine Chapter]].<br /> <br /> *'''Champion''': The leader of Word Bearer squads, know as coteries. Comparable to a Squad Captain from the Legiones Astartes.<br /> <br /> *'''Aspiring Champion''': Another Squad leader, comparable to a [[Brother-Sergeant|Sergeant]].<br /> <br /> *'''Anointed''': The [[Terminator]]s of a Host.<br /> <br /> *'''Gal Vorbak''': The [[Possessed Marine]]s of a Host. <br /> <br /> *'''Warrior-Brother''': The rank and file soldiers of a host.<br /> <br /> ==Daily Rituals==<br /> <br /> *04:00: Morning Prayer: The Word Bearers are roused from their cells to begin the day with sermons from the Book of Lorgar read by the Dark Apostle. Prayer lasts four hours, one dedicated to each of the Chaos Gods.<br /> *08:00: Morning Firing Rites: The Word Bearers engage in target practice. Often using human slaves captured during raids.<br /> *09:00: Battle Practice: The Word Bearers descend to the practice cages for training.<br /> *12:00: Midday Meal: A light meal is prepared by the Legion Serfs. Cooking the meal improperly will often see the Legion Serf become the next meal.<br /> *12:30: Tactical Indoctrination: The Word Bearers gather for a tactical briefing, showing which planets they will be invading, and locations of cathedrals to the False Emperor which must be destroyed.<br /> *14:00: Evening Firing Rites: The Word Bearers gather for target practice.<br /> *15:00: Evening Prayer: The Word Bearers gather for the Dark Apostle to lead them in prayer. Daemonic pacts are often made during Evening Prayer, and Marines may be blessed with possession.<br /> *19:00: Evening Meal: A feast is prepared by the Legion Serfs. Sometimes Legion Serfs are on the menu.<br /> *20:00: Evening Maintenance: Word Bearers will be stripped of their [[Power Armour]] (assuming they can still remove it) for repairs to be completed. Sometimes Warrior-Brothers will see the Apothecary to check on the status of mutations.<br /> *00:00: Rest Period: The Word Bearers retire to their cells for rest.<br /> <br /> ==Famous Word Bearers==<br /> In [[Dawn of War|Dark Crusade,]] the Dark Apostle [[Eliphas]] leads a warband of Word Bearers to take over Kronus. [[Awesome]] ensues.<br /> <br /> In the videogame [[Warhammer 40,000: Chaos Gate]], an ENTIRE Word Bearers ARMY OF 10,000 MARINES is lead by the Chaos LORD Zymran, who is the main antagonist of the game. Apart from sounding MANLY, he does nothing but taunt the Ultramarines like a saturday morning cartoon villain (''Seriously all he needs is that large mustache to twirl and he'll be as contrived as the [[Abbadon|Warmaster]] himself''). Ultimately somewhat forgettable. <br /> <br /> There's also some faggot named Marduk, from the book series, as well as his awesome terminator Coryphaus, Kol Badar.<br /> <br /> Amongst [[/tg/]], the most famous Word Bearer would be [[Dranon]].<br /> <br /> {{Template:Chaos-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF http://2d4chan.org/mediawiki/index.php?title=Word_Bearers&diff=566233 2017-11-29T05:05:34Z

<p>2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF: </p> <hr /> <div>{{Infobox Traitor Legion<br /> |Name = Word Bearers<br /> |Heraldry = [[Image:Post-Heresy Daemon Head.jpg|250px]]<br /> |Battle Cry = Verses from the Book of Lorgar<br /> |Original Name = Imperial Heralds<br /> |Number = XVII<br /> |Primarch = [[Lorgar|Lorgar Aurelian]]<br /> |Original Homeworld = Colchis<br /> |Current Homeworld = Sicarus<br /> |Champion = [[Erebus]], [[Kor Phaeron]]<br /> |Specialty = Zealotry, use of [[Daemon]]s, spreading Chaos<br /> |Strength = More or less Legion strength<br /> |Allegiance = [[Chaos Undivided]]<br /> |Colours = Dark crimson and steel<br /> }}<br /> ''&quot;By its very nature, theology tends - and under certain conditions, must always tend - to become demonology.&quot;''<br /> <br /> — Thomas Mann, &quot;Doctor Faustus&quot; <br /> <br /> ''&quot;From the fires of betrayal unto the blood of revenge we bring the name of Lorgar, the Bearer of the Word, the favoured son of Chaos, all praise be given unto him. From those what would not heed we offer praise to those who do, that they might turn their gaze our way and gift us with the boon of pain, to turn the galaxy red with blood, and feed the hunger of the gods.&quot;''<br /> <br /> — Excerpt from the three hundred and forty-first Book of the Epistles of Lorgar.<br /> <br /> <br /> ''&quot;We are twice armed if we fight with faith.&quot;''<br /> <br /> — Plato<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> The Word Bearers are a legion of [[Chaos Space Marines]]. Their [[Primarch]] is [[Lorgar]]. <br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> There is a phenomenon of psychology that some people are prone to zealotry. It does not matter what they believe in, when they come to believe in something they believe in it with all their heart. This type of individual who is likely to end up becoming a fanatical member to a certain ideology will if they somehow become disillusioned with it, often find it easier to adopt an opposing or opposite ideology and be just as fanatical to said new cause rather than simply moderating their commitment to their first ideology as needed and making caveats and exceptions to its general principles. The Word Bearers are this phenomenon at its most extreme.<br /> ===Early History===<br /> [[File:Dark_apostle_by_kunkka.jpg|250px|left|thumb|Why hello there unbeliever. Would you mind a small theological chat?]] <br /> The Emperor used the genetic templates of the Primarchs to create the Legiones Astartes after the powers of Chaos stole the gestating Primarchs. Those who received gene-seed from template number seventeen stood apart from their brother Astartes in duty and outlook. They fought with utter devotion and a fanatical zeal. Their original recruits were drawn from the sons of defeated enemies, raised to know the crimes of their fathers and the price of the Emperor's forgiveness. Thus while the other Legions went to war with righteousness, the XVIIth fought with the cold fury that only the condemned and redeemed could know. While other Legions took some time to acquire formal names, the XVIIth was named the Imperial Heralds almost immediately after their founding. This was due to their early role: to deliver the Emperor's ultimatum of submission or destruction.<br /> Upon defeating an enemy, the Imperial Heralds would empty their libraries and records of any contents deemed heretical or sorcerous. Condemned works, individuals, and buildings would be destroyed in the name of the Imperial Truth (though they also tended to exterminate the entire population of the places they conquered; see Antarctica). The Imperial Heralds repeated this process all across Terra during the Unification Wars. This gave the Imperial Heralds a rarely-spoken nickname among the greater Imperium: the Iconoclasts.<br /> <br /> ===Great Crusade===<br /> <br /> [[File:Daemon world by majesticchicken.jpg|thumb|right|350px|Okay, so the Imperial Cult might not exactly be hot chickenwings with thousand island sauce, but worshipping Chaos might not be the best alternative.]]<br /> <br /> The planet Colchis was full of people that worshipped a watered down version of chaos. Primarch XVII was adopted by Kor Phaeron, one of the chief priests, and given the name Lorgar. Lorgar received a vision of the Emperor and formed a religion around him, leading to a six-year religious civil war that Lorgar's faction eventually won, shortly before the Emperor came to Colchis. During the Great Crusade, they bore the word of the Emperor to new worlds, wiping out any traces of dissenting faiths as they assimilated cultures into the Imperial way of life, including enforcing the worship of the God-Emperor.<br /> <br /> Their thorough attention to this kept them far behind the pace of other expeditionary fleets and drew the ire of the Emperor. He repeatedly made it clear that he did not consider himself a god and wanted Lorgar to knock it off and catch up with the other fleets. Lorgar responded by penning the original Lectitio Divinitatus, which would much later form the core of the beliefs of the Temple of the Saviour Emperor. Finally, the Emperor had enough and ordered the Ultramarines to make an example of him. They torched the world of Khur and called the entire Word Bearers legion to kneel in its ashes before Guilliman, Malcador, and the Emperor.<br /> <br /> To say Lorgar was devastated would be an understatement. He spent an entire month in seclusion, taking only the advice of Kor Phaeron and First Chaplain Erebus. They revealed to him that they had kept the old faith alive and that many worlds appeared to have religions that aligned with it, suggesting a more primal truth than worship of the God-Emperor. They convinced Lorgar that the primordial truth was truer than the Imperial Truth and he took his legion on a pilgrimage to the Eye of Terror to learn more about Chaos.<br /> <br /> ===Chaos===<br /> <br /> They were the guys who used to be really, really, really loyal to the [[Emprah]]. Like, these guys used to be the Church of the Emprah. After the [[Horus Heresy]], they became the complete opposite. Now they go around fucking up the Emprah's sepulchre planets, relic worlds, and cardinal worlds, setting up cathedrals to the [[Chaos Gods]] in their places. They are also notable for being the one [[Chaos]] legion to still have [[Chaplain]]s, known as [[Dark Apostle]]s, which is probably because they invented the idea of Space Marine preachers and no other traitor Legions wanted them after the Horus Heresy was over, because there is little sense in having morale officer in Chaos force. Unlike the other Chaos legions and renegade chapters, [[Red Corsairs]] notwithstanding, these guys actually managed to sort of keep their shit together rather than having everyone with a slightly fancier costume take his ball and go home. They're sorta like [[grimdark]] Chaos &lt;s&gt;Taliban&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Al-Qaeda&lt;/s&gt; ISIS. Except the Word Bearers make &lt;s&gt;the Taliban&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Al-Qaeda&lt;/s&gt; ISIS look like peace-loving atheists in comparison.<br /> <br /> Their hobbies include human sacrifice, prayers to the [[Chaos Gods]], [[daemon]] summoning, and occult study.<br /> <br /> First Chaplain Erebus was actually pretty much the driving force behind Horus turning to Chaos. At the climax of ''Horus Rising'', Erebus steals a weapon from the [[Interex]], which caused them to get all butthurt and blame [[Horus]] and the Luna Wolves for the theft. In the next book, ''False Gods'', Horus and the merry Luna Wolves take a trip to Davin IV on Erebus's advice, during which all hell breaks loose and Horus takes some wounds and comes as close as a [[primarch]] can to a near-death experience (he basically took a nap). [[Abaddon]], having as many daddy issues as Horus, decided it'd be a good idea to follow the advice of Erebus and take Horus to a local temple run by the serpent-worshiping locals, where it was said he could be healed. Erebus sent Horus into a trance and basically whispered sweet nothings about [[Chaos]] into his ear the entire time, planting the very first seed of corruption.<br /> <br /> ==Organization==<br /> Yeah, we know what you're thinking: organization? Of a Traitor Legion? While it may surprise you, the Word Bearers still function as an organized Legion (though much looser than the Legiones Astartes). Ironically, their uttermost commitment to Chaos as a religion gives them a semblance of order (DOUBLE HERESY?) As such, they have a clearly designated hierarchy and command structure. While Lorgar remains the ultimate master of the Word Bearers, in reality he has allowed command to fall as such:<br /> <br /> *'''Master of the Faith''': The de jure head of the Word Bearers in Lorgar's absence, currently held by First Captain [[Kor Phaeron]].<br /> <br /> *'''Chief Dark Apostle''': The head of the priesthood, and true power behind the throne of the legion, currently held by [[Erebus]].<br /> <br /> *'''Dark Council''': A collection of Dark Apostles who oversee the overall actions of the Legion, and confirm the ascension of other Dark Apostles.<br /> <br /> *'''Dark Apostle''': spiritual leader of a Host, the primary organization of the Word Bearers following the Horus Heresy. Dark Apostles are confirmed by the Dark Council and in turn make the decisions of the rank and advancement for the Host.<br /> <br /> *'''Coryphaus''': The senior military commander of a host, comparable to a [[Chapter Master]] or [[First Captain]]. The Coryphaus leads the Host's returns during religious ceremonies (and trust us, the Word Bearers have a lot of religious ceremonies) and makes all tactical decisions during actual combat, freeing up the Dark Apostle to better commune with the Chaos Gods.<br /> <br /> *'''Icon Bearers''': A Word Bearer charged with carrying the Icon of the XVII Legion in battle, similar to a Company Standard Bearer in a [[Space Marine Chapter]].<br /> <br /> *'''Champion''': The leader of Word Bearer squads, know as coteries. Comparable to a Squad Captain from the Legiones Astartes.<br /> <br /> *'''Aspiring Champion''': Another Squad leader, comparable to a [[Brother-Sergeant|Sergeant]].<br /> <br /> *'''Anointed''': The [[Terminator]]s of a Host.<br /> <br /> *'''Gal Vorbak''': The [[Possessed Marine]]s of a Host. <br /> <br /> *'''Warrior-Brother''': The rank and file soldiers of a host.<br /> <br /> ==Daily Rituals==<br /> <br /> *04:00: Morning Prayer: The Word Bearers are roused from their cells to begin the day with sermons from the Book of Lorgar read by the Dark Apostle. Prayer lasts four hours, one dedicated to each of the Chaos Gods.<br /> *08:00: Morning Firing Rites: The Word Bearers engage in target practice. Often using human slaves captured during raids.<br /> *09:00: Battle Practice: The Word Bearers descend to the practice cages for training.<br /> *12:00: Midday Meal: A light meal is prepared by the Legion Serfs. Cooking the meal improperly will often see the Legion Serf become the next meal.<br /> *12:30: Tactical Indoctrination: The Word Bearers gather for a tactical briefing, showing which planets they will be invading, and locations of cathedrals to the False Emperor which must be destroyed.<br /> *14:00: Evening Firing Rites: The Word Bearers gather for target practice.<br /> *15:00: Evening Prayer: The Word Bearers gather for the Dark Apostle to lead them in prayer. Daemonic pacts are often made during Evening Prayer, and Marines may be blessed with possession.<br /> *19:00: Evening Meal: A feast is prepared by the Legion Serfs. Sometimes Legion Serfs are on the menu.<br /> *20:00: Evening Maintenance: Word Bearers will be stripped of their [[Power Armour]] (assuming they can still remove it) for repairs to be completed. Sometimes Warrior-Brothers will see the Apothecary to check on the status of mutations.<br /> *00:00: Rest Period: The Word Bearers retire to their cells for rest.<br /> <br /> ==Famous Word Bearers==<br /> In [[Dawn of War|Dark Crusade,]] the Dark Apostle [[Eliphas]] leads a warband of Word Bearers to take over Kronus. [[Awesome]] ensues.<br /> <br /> In the videogame [[Warhammer 40,000: Chaos Gate]], an ENTIRE Word Bearers ARMY OF 10,000 MARINES is lead by the Chaos LORD Zymran, who is the main antagonist of the game. Apart from sounding MANLY, he does nothing but taunt the Ultramarines like a saturday morning cartoon villain (''Seriously all he needs is that large mustache to twirl and he'll be as contrived as the [[Abbadon|Warmaster]] himself''). Ultimately somewhat forgettable. <br /> <br /> There's also some faggot named Marduk, from the book series, as well as his awesome terminator Coryphaus, Kol Badar.<br /> <br /> Amongst [[/tg/]], the most famous Word Bearer would be [[Dranon]].<br /> <br /> {{Template:Chaos-Official}}<br /> [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]]</div>

2601:2C1:8602:7AF4:F4DD:FD29:CFC2:F2BF