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		<title>Story:The Shape Of The Nightmare To Come 50k</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;2601:585:8301:76D0:F861:31C5:4017:D763: /* Overview of the Second Age of Strife */&lt;/p&gt;
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|align=left|&#039;&#039;The following was written and posted by LordLucan, of the www.heresy-online.net forums, from 2009 to 2010.&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;&#039;The Shape Of The Nightmare To Come 50k&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;was his imagining of how the universe of Warhammer 40,000 would change by the year 50,000. As might be guessed from the title, it was an especially [[grimdark]] outlook.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Regardless, the writing represents some of the finest Warhammer 40k fanfiction that has ever been posted to the Internet. It is with that in mind that the writing has been copied and posted here, almost word-for-word. After all, posting the stories to two sites better ensures that fans will always be able to access and enjoy the writings in times to come.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Incidentally, as of this edit, the original posts comprising&#039;&#039; The Shape Of The Nightmare To Come 50k &#039;&#039;can be accessed via http://www.heresy-online.net/forums/showthread.php?t=51806&amp;amp;page=1 .&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=The Shape of the Nightmare to Come 50k=&lt;br /&gt;
===Author&#039;s Aside By LordLucan===&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;This is my 50k speculative background piece. I could only post the first few parts of my twenty-plus part full background document, due to the BL forums going down. Hope this is good enough for now. I&#039;ll update it when BL returns.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Overview of the Second Age of Strife==&lt;br /&gt;
in the grim darkness of 51st Millennium, the endless war continues.&lt;br /&gt;
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There was no great conflagration or calamitous final battle.&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Across the vastness of the galaxy, the Imperium died. Not with a bang, but with a whimper. The galactic empire of humanity crumbled, its enemies too many, too great and too terrible to imagine. The great conflict of Octavius had no victory, a war without end. In the fiery chasm of strife, the locust and the green holocaust fused, as beast looked upon barbarian and both saw the other as kin. The new entity spread with a speed undreamt of by Ork or Tyranid. War and hunger melded into a singular desire to ravage, rape and remake all in the image of the New Devourer.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Devourer&#039;s hybrid nightmares were regenerative, and spore-born, combining into a grand horror which murdered the galaxy, leaving naught but fragments as it left. Metallic sentinels of unflinching dread rose up on some worlds, leaving them safe from the New Devourer Waaagh, but instead made them slaves to the silver sentinels, and fodder for their glowing metal gods.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Eldar race who had held onto life for so long, slowly winked out of existence, one Craftworld at a time. Eventually, even the rumbling hearts of the Avatars fell silent. For a time... In the dead Craftworlds, something slithers through the infinity circuit to this day. Unfortunately, the great god of the dead, Ynnead, is trapped within this infinity circuit, howling its mournful song into the darkness, eternally hungry in its desire to wreak vengeance on She Who Thirsts.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Tau, naive in their hope of unity, expanded into a realm of corpses and ash. Every world they came across was dead. The hard and unpleasant task of terraforming each world turned the Tau into bitter, self-righteous beings. They were disgusted at the actions of their predecessors, and vowed to not understand their fellow races, but to purge them. Only the Tau could be trusted with worlds. They decided that all others must be cast out. Watching, their patron laughed his sardonic laugh as his puppets were twisted into terrors.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Golden Throne finally failed. No-one knew for certain what happened to the Emperor. For once the throne fell, no vox or astropathic transmissions ever came from Terra again as warp storms engulfed the planet. The shattered remains of humanity had neither the power nor the will to return. All that is known is that the Astronomican died with the death of Terra, sputtering to nothing over the course of five hundred years. Eventually, the Imperium, its coherency lost by the splitting of its forces against the New Devourer and the sudden surge in warp storms, was shattered like glass. Chaotic cults stampeded through humanity, like electrical surges in an ancient power grid.&lt;br /&gt;
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With the death of the Emperor, The Inquisition finally lost its facade of unity, and most died, killed by the more powerful within its once hallowed ranks. The greatest Inquisitor Lords seized whole systems for themselves, becoming feudal Kings and Regents. Uniting scattered mobs of their deadly fellows around them in order to wrestle power from local governors.&lt;br /&gt;
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The church also shattered, becoming nothing more than a series of minor sectarian cults. All save Ophelia. The Adepta Sororitas withdrew from as many worlds as they could, and gathered around Ophelia and nearby systems. Ophelia became a vile charnel house for the Ecclesiarch, who had been driven insane by all he had seen. He gathered his Canonesses, Abbesses and Witchhunters together and put billions to the torch. Any system within range of short warp jumps (as navigators could no long make long jumps, due to the warp storms) of Ophelia were terrorized by the Imperial Church, who searched desperately for someone to blame for this nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was said that in those days, a hundred thousand &#039;Petty Imperia&#039; were created from the carved up corpse of the Imperium of Man. Each claimed legitimacy and claiming to be led by a leader chosen by the Emperor as he finally died. Some even claimed to be the Emperor reborn. Humanity, so scared in their huddled masses, believed this heresy without question, too afraid to imagine a universe without their father and protector.&lt;br /&gt;
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The noble Space Marines fared little better. Most Chapters utterly disintegrated as their forces, who fought individual missions across the galaxy, found they could not return to their Chapter Masters. In the darkness and loneliness, many Marines chose the only path they knew: War. They became rogues and near bandits, pillaging Imperial worlds for the war effort as they would say in justification for their actions. It was said the White Scar and Raven Guard war bands were the worst, as they were so swift and ruthless in their pillaging.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Black Templars retained the most of their original fervor, and merely continued their crusades. They became full worshipers of the God-Emperor, and High Marshall Dorstros declared a new and greater crusade - To destroy every human that did not submit to them and the God-Emperor, and purging everything and everyone else. Their zealotry blinded them to their own heresies, as more and leaderless Marines, desperate for orders and purpose, tagged alongside the Black Templars&#039; crusade. Millions of rag tag former Imperial Guard and massive mobs of flagellating Imperial Cultists quickly joined the crusades&#039; march across the stars. Soon, their depleted numbers, drained from the wars with the New Devourer, had nearly reached two thousand Astartes, representing the second largest single group of Imperial Marines still in existence (second only to Grand Sicarium). Yet, no matter how large their crusade got, the Templars were naught but a band of raving fanatics.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ultramar was renamed Grand Sicarium, under their new ruler, Cato Sicarius. His realm became a holy site for the other Ultramarine successors. Their fractured remnants gathering around Ultramar like a swarm of flies. Sicarius declared himself High King, decreeing that those under his protection should worship him as the god he was. Sicarius became the ruler of his own little empire, the angelic Marines and ordinary mortals under his decree became his worshipers. Upon Macragge itself, the fortress of obsidian was crafted; the heads of Agemman and Calgar were stuck upon great steel pikes. A grim demonstration of Sicarius&#039; desire to rule all. Ultramar became a darker place in those centuries.&lt;br /&gt;
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Those Forge Worlds still intact after the collapse of the Imperium either fell to chaotic or Dragon-cult invasions. Some were ransacked by rival warbands, desperate for tech priest slaves to help them work their stolen technologies. These slaves became bartered like currency amongst the various larger Petty Imperia, as they became known now. Some Forge Worlds simply sealed themselves off from the galaxy entirely, their Fabricators for once preferring ignorance over knowledge of what lay beyond.&lt;br /&gt;
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Chaos became a raging torrent in these dark millennia, rising to levels of corruption not seen since the Age of Strife. Worlds were dragged into the Warp as whole planets were over-run by rogue psykers, madmen, and monstrous Space Marines. The Chaos Legions became virtually indistinguishable from rabid bands of former loyalists. Some groups slaughtered in the name of Dark Gods, others just slaughtered.&lt;br /&gt;
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Abaddon the Despoiler seized massive swathes of space around the Eye, being careful to not disturb the New Devourer, as it blundered around him. Dodging like a skilled swimmer giving a swarm of predatory fish a wide berth, he avoided them. Abaddon and his 200th Black Crusade plunged into the Sol system. It is there that legend tells of the war of two spheres. Here, Abaddon faced the army of the Dragon transcendent, a vast army of fallen Mechanicus and those same silver sentinels that already plagued thousands of worlds.&lt;br /&gt;
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The confrontation was epic in scale. Warped-spawned magic and daemonic machinery and weaponry battled arcane weapons of unimaginable power. The vast serried ranks of Necron and Pariah, which covered nearly every solid world in the Sol system like a silver carpet. In the end, Abaddon was forced to merely surround the ort cloud. The Dragon had ensured the solar system was his.&lt;br /&gt;
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His, save for a single orb of diamond-hard stubbornness: Titan. It stood a stony fortress, its doors sealed from the Necrons by adamantium and heavy cannons, its soul sealed from Abaddon by the cold steel cage of faith encasing the hearts of the Grey Knights and Custodian Guard trapped upon the world. All other humans on the world had perished a thousand years previously, yet the ancient warriors stood firm, a shadow of the Imperium&#039;s past glory.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the turbulent energies of the Warp, the Chaos Gods also suffered. For with the end of the Emperor, something else was stirred. Birthed upon the death of the Carrion Lord on Terra, the Starchild suckled upon the raged religious lunacy of the dying Imperium, consuming every soul remaining upon Terra in its birth pangs. This is what killed the Astronimicon. Ophelia became a focus for this dark zeal. At the dawn of the 50th millennium, the Starchild became the Star Father, and the Warp became a battleground. For a brief instance (or perhaps an eternity. In the warp, none can tell for sure) the Star Father became dominant over the Chaos foes. Then, with the sickening inevitability of the great game of Chaos, the Star Father became one amongst the five, an god of order amongst gods of chaos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Where they spread chaos, He spread oppression. Where their daemons were feral nightmares that rend souls, His daemons were faceless automata, enslaving the souls of humans into servitude. The Star Father&#039;s daemon worlds sprung up in the Eye and across the galaxy in the closing millenia of this dark age. They were globes of featureless gold, with golden faceless daemons and billions of mindless, empty humans. The inhabitants of these worlds shuffled across the surface for no particular reason until they simply died of starvation or fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is the 51st Millennium and I cannot wake up from this nightmare! I cannot wake up!&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Chapter Master (game)</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;2601:585:8301:76D0:F861:31C5:4017:D763: /* Tips */&lt;/p&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Chapter Master: A Chapter Management Simulation&#039;&#039;&#039; is a mod for Interstellar Army Simulator, formerly one of countless troll-games made up by /tg/ on lonely nights full of wishful thinking. It might have been the greatest shit that /tg/ has ever done- if it weren&#039;t for the fact that coding a game is too hard and time-consuming for 99.9℅ of all fa/tg/uys. But then a temporary tripfag named Duke proved the impossible possible, and made the game a reality, before vanishing back into the Warp as an anon.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Chapter Master&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;s premise is that you are the Master of some random [[Space Marine]] chapter. It&#039;s your job to take care of your chapter and the sector it&#039;s in, and lead them to victory! Or, y&#039;know, get raped by the [[Inquisition]]/[[Orks]]/[[Tau]]/[[Eldar]]/[[Tyranids]]/[[Chaos]], which happens far too often.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;To Actually Play Chapter Master&#039;&#039;&#039; you need to install both [http://www.mediafire.com/download/iupmztig4a9d055/Interstellar_Army_Simulator_2015.zip Interstellar Army Simulator 2015] and [http://www.mediafire.com/download/1bz5u0t0vhh5uuu/chapter+master+mod+40k.zip the Chapter Master Mod]. Just pull the zip into the Mods folder of the game and it&#039;ll do the rest. &lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Chapter Master Manual.pdf|thumb|right|The Instructions Manual.  You are to read this by Inquisitorial Mandate or die in your ignorance (though most of the information is outdated).]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Key Links for the Alpha==&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.mediafire.com/download/iupmztig4a9d055/Interstellar_Army_Simulator_2015.zip|The Base Game, we totally swear it has nothing to do with 40k]. (for windows)  Note that this will always be updated to the latest version. This is not the full game, you need the mod for that.&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.mediafire.com/download/1bz5u0t0vhh5uuu/chapter+master+mod+40k.zip The Chapter Master Mod] This contains all the visual and textual data to mod the game, and should be as simple to put in as drag and drop.&lt;br /&gt;
* [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1yyAXj1ZYb2uYT0uOE7o2DbQqzmXZR9Kp_CFdQ0jMz78/edit A list of names that /tg/ contributed to several factions]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/chat.html IRC Channel] (in the &amp;quot;channels&amp;quot; slot, look for &amp;quot;#InterstellarArmySimulator&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://pastebin.com/60pMzyh8 The FAQ&#039;s].  Read them.&lt;br /&gt;
* Manual: To the right.&lt;br /&gt;
* For those lazy fucks who don&#039;t  want to read here&#039;s some gameplays from random dudes: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m6gJZwsoe80] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3QMOdld9dY] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AB2q0SWl5QI]  [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ny-g46lk3ZE] and a video of the latest edition (it will be changed with each major update) is here [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3o3UZcFHFu4]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://pastebin.com/ugxvTCFY Patch Notes]. &lt;br /&gt;
* [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1SJeobBBIC4GhLtNigDrUisnaVQeSshwy3ZCWgiYu4ws/edit?pli=1 Suggestion File] &#039;&#039;&#039;!!UPDATED AND REFORMATTED AS OF JULY 14, 2017!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* [https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1DIIjO9Zg29SfFDpMPHB4RKwc5p1Lijeb8HuGsCIm0b4/edit?usp=sharing Armanentarium]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=142620.0 Bay12 Forums thread]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.mediafire.com/file/jpmgak4jiushwxi/ChapterMaster.zip Chapter Master Fixed Icons]&lt;br /&gt;
* &#039;&#039;&#039;08/12/2018;&#039;&#039;&#039; New .EXE may help you with some bugs! [http://www.mediafire.com/file/5fazlpmip88wjq3/ChapterMaster_fixed_exe.rar/file &amp;quot;fixed exe&amp;quot;] Got a bug in the first 10 turns where my marines were loaded into two ships at once. &#039;&#039;This .exe is only for version 0.6555 !&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;WARNING&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;:Not reading the manual and FAQ&#039;s will likely have the thread laughing at your idiocy.  READ THEM AND SPARE YOURSELF THE HUMILIATION.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Story So Far ==&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;And lo,&#039;&#039;&#039; OP did create a thread in which he complained about the Inquisitorial AI in Chapter Master. And /tg/ did jump on the idea, posting many a greentext about this game. Great tales were told, and OP was said not to be a total dipshit.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, the newfag did soon appear, and fun was ruined forever. &amp;quot;LINKZ PLOX&amp;quot; and other such inquiries were had, but only few had the heart to tell the newfag that no such game existed. But soon, a light was found! By the second thread, interest had reached fever pitch, and /tg/ did set out to do what it did best...&lt;br /&gt;
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[[/tg/_gets_shit_done|Get Shit Done.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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As of October 8th, 2011, anons gathered in various threads to share ideas and possible situations this game should have. A brave few with coding knowledge and creative skill have taken the mantle of creating this future masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many Anons have shed their anonymity and joined the Chapter Master IRC Channel to Get Shit Done. In the timespan of only a few hours, they doth procured many a feature.&lt;br /&gt;
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A drawfag named Bladebaka has gifted us with a start to the Game Over screen. While not perfect, it does show the ever-popular &amp;quot;Yourchapterhascrumbled.jpg&amp;quot; meme from many a greentext.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pauldron Guy had also shown great foresight and started crafting sprites for future versions, as the initial release would likely have been ASCII, and did some writefagging.&lt;br /&gt;
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InquisitorFrollo became the devils&#039; advocate for many an idea spawned in this glorious endeavor, and were it done, would have been rewarded upon its completion.&lt;br /&gt;
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Come December, vbcoder and Carl_theBearded had created many a feature, and NoiselessMarine came to the IRC with a great sense of wonder and drive. He crafted a combat system, and vbcoder was inspired to work harder still on Chapter Master, creating a weapon generator and nigh finalizing the rest of the game. Carl became admin of the forum, and much dickfuckery was cleaned up. And it was good.&lt;br /&gt;
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As of 2013, shit slowed to a crawl and nothing of value was lost. But then 2014 came with words and rumours and images, and on August 9, 2014, the humble tripfag known as Duke finally released the thing thought undoable: The Chapter Master Alpha.&lt;br /&gt;
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Proof that /tg/ can actually get shit done.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The (Actual) Story So Far, a Tale of Truthfulness and Fact ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Chapter Master Crack Defeat.jpg|300px|thumbnail|right|What happens if you hit 2hard&#039;n&#039;2fast the Enter button. Slow down, and purge carefully.]]&lt;br /&gt;
Broadly speaking, the above was bollocks for a time.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was writ that one day, Chapter Master might actually be in such a state that it may be called... &amp;quot;a game&amp;quot;. Prior efforts enabled anons to craft their own chapter and chart a whole sector for them to play around in, but little else aside from that.&lt;br /&gt;
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ASCII? Pah! The hopers of old transcended such nonsense: they were in the age of 100% fully 3D graphics comprising of not one, but TWO full dimensions of dimensionfulness. Let&#039;s just say that your corneas would have hexagons burned into them permanently after a couple of hours and leave it at that. Your ears would have been delighted by over SEVEN discrete, different, and unique sound effects ranging from beeps, to slightly different beeps. (Note that this is all sarcasm.  Especially in wake of the current alpha, which has far more than this.)&lt;br /&gt;
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However, all was not perfect: The attentions of /tg/ were, as they always have been, fickle. For the most part, people departed at almost the same instant that they claimed &amp;quot;oh yeah, sure I can help do &amp;lt;helpful task&amp;gt;&amp;quot;. The old forum had 234 registered users - few of them who actually contributed, and far fewer who had any notable commitment to the whole thing. At the moment, for example, it can be relied upon that there will be 2 or 3 people to be around at some point, ready to contribute.&lt;br /&gt;
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Every now and then, the good old storythread raised the awareness of the game, and some Anons vowed to Get Shit Done. However, sadly, most will find out that they have no idea to code worth a damn and can&#039;t be bothered to learn how to do so.&lt;br /&gt;
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After multiple broken promises from people claiming to work on it with no actual results for years, /tg/ became resigned to the fact that it may never be created, and the people foolish enough to say that they will succeed when literally everyone else has failed are met with suspicion and doubt at best.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, recently, an anon started a thread inquiring about it, and lo! he was met with screenshots and after much questioning,it appears that Chapter Master may be soon entering open alpha.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was the 21st century, August 9 2014, 12:00AM. For years the denizens of /tg/ had languished on the Golden Throne of 4chan.&lt;br /&gt;
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But no more. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Chapter Master is among us.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The time is nigh, and the Alpha has been released. Although promising, it has much to learn. But I believe, Chapter Master can save /tg/&lt;br /&gt;
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But to do that, all anons must do one thing:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ALWAYS BET ON DUKE&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Tragedies of Practicality===&lt;br /&gt;
There came a time when Duke was going to drop the project, but Duke&#039;s attempts to find a replacement coder didn&#039;t go that well. It turns out that the reason he needed to hand it off in the first place was that he ran out of money and needed to actually support himself and not starve.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Changing names to dodge &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;the Inquisition&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; GW Lawyers===&lt;br /&gt;
In August 2015 it was announced that the game would be renamed to Interstellar Army Simulator 2015 to preemptively fend off legal trouble (read: a GW blackshirt who had grown fond of the game accidentally mentioned its existence where his boss could hear him and nearly got fired when he tried to explain why GW shouldn&#039;t send a C&amp;amp;D order to shut the game down). Other copyrighted terms and graphics will be removed as well, but the game will be made with &amp;quot;unofficial&amp;quot; mods in mind that could easily restore the original graphics and terms as needed.&lt;br /&gt;
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===The Rebirth===&lt;br /&gt;
IN September 2015, Duke released the new &amp;quot;Interstellar Army Simulator 2015&amp;quot; which would act as the basis for the mod while allowing him to avoid copyright problems. A few days later, an anon with too much time on their hands, and far too much dedication to the Emperor for his own good, hunted down every image from the entire game that he could find in the archived threads and the use of google, and pulled together the visual mod. Chapter Master, if not entirely revived, was at least safe from further legal troubles in the future.&lt;br /&gt;
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===The End?===&lt;br /&gt;
In October 2015, Duke announced that he would no longer be working on the game, his reasons for doing so disclosed [http://pastebin.com/qT9rpU1b here]. But being the cool dude he is, he also released the source code, also contained [http://pastebin.com/qT9rpU1b here]. So now we await a new champion to take up his noble endeavor, to struggle against GWs lawyers and bring glory to the EMPEROR! etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ALWAYS BET ON [insert name here]!&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===REBIRTH 2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO===&lt;br /&gt;
Some time ago, a dude by the nick of Journier is currently doing the project now along with Thy Reaper (since 2nd October 2015). Debugging, cleaning and etc. to make it more easy to update (and make it less prone to crashing).&lt;br /&gt;
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===Chapter Master 2.0===&lt;br /&gt;
Chapter Master 2.0 has ceased all development. Flow on the Bay-12 Chapter Master thread (page 218) stated that they no longer have the time to work on it due to freelance work, afraid of GW lawyers, and his disdain that no one will play it if he doesn&#039;t make it &amp;quot;blatantly 40K related.&amp;quot; Leaving anons to keep dreaming about the game ever being finished, and wondering which retard thought its a good idea to make forums for a plagiarized game in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Factions and Enemies in Chapter Master==&lt;br /&gt;
So far, there are eight factions that you can interact with via Diplomacy, and two that you cannot.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Factions that you can interact with through Diplomacy===&lt;br /&gt;
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*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Imperium of Man|Imperium]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: The guys with whom you&#039;ll be associated most of the time. The Governors will give some good stuff if you&#039;ll be helpful to the systems in the sector (stuff like extra Requisition, Licenses for Crusades and Fleet Repair, extra recruiting worlds) and maintain a high reputation with him. Just don&#039;t give him Chaos artefacts (especially Daemonic ones), else Heresy explodes everywhere, Chaos Marines will pay a very unfriendly visit to you and a world will turn Daemonic. They are the ones who will be the most grateful if you give them Relics, not the Ecclesiarchy, but they will only pretend to be if you send them lesser Relics from the Adeptus Mechanicus.  &lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Adeptus Mechanicus|Mechanicus]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: They are the guys who&#039;ll give you all the cool stuff like Land Raiders, Termie Armours and things like Skiitari, Tech-Priests and minor relics if you have a high enough reputation with them and offer up something nice in return, like STC Fragments. However, they are rather ungenerous even when presented with STC Fragments (One STC Fragment will usually get you a single suit of Termie armour and 3 techpriests). Protect Forge Worlds at all costs if you want new stuff from them and new ships for your fleet. Nothing happens if you give them Chaos Artefacts (unless you want to summon Chaos Marines this way).&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Ecclesiarchy]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: [[Sisters of Battle]] in other words. If you get high reputation with them, then they&#039;ll not only send you their own troops when you buy from them, but in certain situations they&#039;ll even build a monastery on your homeworld. The sisters will trade you some really useful wargear like Heavy Flamers. Never give them Chaos or Daemonic (especially the latter one) Artefacts, else your reputation will plummet down. &lt;br /&gt;
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*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Inquisition]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: They hate you. Even with really high reputation, they&#039;ll give you missions that will make you RAGE incoherently. Luckily it&#039;s not all of the time they do so. Most of the time they&#039;ll ask you if you could look after a relic they&#039;ll send you. Other times they&#039;ll call to blow up Necron Tomb Worlds that are still dormant or kill a Radical (always take the Relic they offer, and then blow up their ships). If you&#039;ll have bad reputation with them, then they&#039;ll simply excommunicate you and make your life &#039;&#039;very difficult&#039;&#039;. Some of the things they give you aren&#039;t worth taking, unless those are Crusaders and EXTERMINATUS (the Incinerator is also somewhat good if not only for its bonus against Daemons). They&#039;ll be massively disappointed if you trade with Eldar or other Xenos. Their hatred for you is so great that if half the sector is already being invaded by the Orks, and that you are the only one even trying to do something about it (like, sending your entire fleet and a Golden Age Slaughtership to deepstrike at the heart of Orkish territory where they have [[Anal circumference||26 battleships]]), they will still find the time to threaten you about your geneseed incubators (you know, what is needed to actually cultivate geneseeds and increase [[Games Workshop]] sales...) and having executed governors in world that are already lost to the ennemy. They&#039;re also the only faction that is happy if you give them Chaos Artefacts (especially Daemonic ones). To submit a planet to Exterminatus will cause the Inquisition to be absolutely furious, but to do Exterminatus on a daemon world will get you popular with both the Inquisition and the Ecclesiarchy. &lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Eldar]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: They hate you too, but are also attracted to you (especially if the [[Farseer]] in charge of the [[Craftworld]] is female). They&#039;ll always mind their own business and will never, ever attack you unless you provoke them. Have some nifty things to sell and will tell you if any of your battle brothers are corrupted or not. Sometimes they&#039;ll ask you for some requisition. Word of advice: do it! This way you&#039;ll have some peace and quiet, but don&#039;t interact with them too often. The Inquisition will make an inspection and overall reputation with the Imperium will drop. &amp;lt;del&amp;gt;Marginally, but it will drop&amp;lt;/del&amp;gt; Scratch that. Don&#039;t even interact with them if you want to be 100% loyal. Massive trust drop. Their fleet is much more powerful than yours, so never engage them in Fleet Battles.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Ork]]s&#039;&#039;&#039;: Kill them. KILL THEM WITH FIRE! There is absolutely no reason to negotiate with Orks. They&#039;ll attack Imperial planets and slaughter citizens. Big pain in the power arse if it&#039;s the Forge World next to your home system, or your home system. They can also be very difficult to dislodge from systems with multiple planets, as they spread quite easily within Planetary Systems. Don&#039;t bother engaging Ork Fleets, unless they&#039;re really small; Ork fleets almost entirely consist of nothing but Battleships, though, thankfully, they don&#039;t stay around long - when they reach another system, they&#039;ll reduce to minimal size as the ships crash onto the planets in that sector. In terms of Ground Forces, they&#039;re usually quite easy to deal with - In the typical Orky fashion, they barely ever hit with their ranged weapons, unless they&#039;re either firing at point-blank range, or it&#039;s stuff like Rokkits and Kannons. Once they get into melee range, though, they can dish out a fair bit of damage, although they&#039;re still outmatched by your regular Space Marines. Thankfully, really &#039;urty stuff like Power Klaws are too slow to hit anything other than vehicles and walkers. Don&#039;t bother attacking/raiding when they have above a Heavy presence level; just bombard them from orbit and clean up with your ground forces afterward. Every now and then, a Warboss will show up to take all the orks in the sector on a WAAAGH! All ork fleets in the sector will double in size, travel to the nearest un-infested system and start fucking shit up, instantly gaining Rampant levels on at least one planet in that system. A WAAAGH! coming from outside your sector is EVEN WORSE; MASSIVE Ork Fleets will appear on a random edge of your sector, and will quite often invade multiple systems at once. It usually takes a lot of time and effort to clear out all the systems invaded by an out-of-sector WAAAGH!, which can lead to you having to neglect problems elsewhere in the sector. &lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Tau]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: Just like Orks, Tau shouldn&#039;t be negotiated with; they will ruin perfectly functioning Imperial worlds with their Greater Good philosophy and don&#039;t give you anything useful. Wipe out the PDF on Imperial worlds they claimed and surgically start purging them. Their fleets are slow and inferior in terms of firepower. The ground forces however, are virtually unassailable. Never engage Tau Ground forces unless you want to take massive casualties; it&#039;s much easier to just destroy Tau fleets in space, or just bombard them into the dust if they get a foothold on any planets. alternatively you can send a commando team to &amp;quot;decapitate&amp;quot; them. at which point all their technology and manpower will be yours to do with as you please. make of that what you will.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Chaos]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: As if the two above factions weren&#039;t already a pain, these guys will instead corrupt worlds and probably turn one into a Daemon World if they get the chance. They start out as small heretical uprisings on a single planet, but then jizz into full-blown Incursions, with Chaos Fleets popping out of nowhere (Usually near the Forge World that&#039;s next to your home system or RIGHT ON TOP OF your home system!), and ending with Chaos Marines and Daemons running rampant. No info on what they would offer. To start with, why would anyone even try to talk to them? Unless by talking, one means BOLTER ROUND TO THE FACE. Stamp out Heretical uprisings as early as possible; in the early stages, all you&#039;ll have to contend with is Cultists, who are hilariously easy to kill and have next-to-no chance of even wounding a Marine. Watch out for Arch-Heretics though; the plasma pistols/power weapons they are equipped with can kill marines with reasonable ease if they get into range, but they&#039;re just as squishy as a regular cultist. After you&#039;re done stamping out any Traitor presence, don&#039;t forget to purge to bring the Heresy down to 0%, otherwise they&#039;ll just keep popping back up. (Always do a Selective Purge unless the Heresy level is particularly high - that way you minimise the negative effect to the Governor&#039;s Disposition). If a planet becomes a Daemon World, do not panic... not all of them can actually produce ships, [[Failbaddon|most of the time in fact they can&#039;t]], as long as you have positive 40 points in Disposition, the Inquisition will consent to sell you [[Exterminatus]] devices. To use them, equip one of your marine with an Exterminatus device (probably the 1st Company Champion or another tough as nail warrior like him), play some grimdark music, [[Grey Knight|attack the daemon world]], and as long as you win the battle and that your marine equipped with the Exterminatus device and then watch as they burn, while the Inquisition and Ministorum&#039;s trust increase en masse. Or not. Daemon Worlds are very useful to farm experience.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Tyranid]]s&#039;&#039;&#039;: If you thought that Orks, Tau and Chaos are a pain, then you&#039;ll hate Tyranids with all your might. Especially if you start a game with some systems already having massive Tyranid infestations. After they finish eating the planets they appeared on, they&#039;ll create Hive Fleets that will start eating system after system. Their fleets are greatly inferior to your own ships, but they make it up with numerical advantages. If there are systems with Nids in them, then purge these systems as fast as possible. Sometimes if you get events like that your psykers detecting a &amp;quot;Shadow in the Warp&amp;quot;, then muster everything you can throw at them when they arrive. In terms of ground combat, Tyranids tend to flip-flop from being really squishy to FUCKING TERRIFYING. If they&#039;re below Heavy presence levels on a planet, they&#039;re easy to deal with; at this stage, Tyrannid armies consist entirely of Genestealer Cultists and the like, plus a few Genestealers (Who, in small numbers, are easy to deal with even if they get close. In large numbers, though, they will absolutely tear your shit up if they get into melee range). When they hit Heavy, Extreme or Rampant levels, engaging them in ground combat is a REALLY FUCKING BAD idea. At these levels, you run into proper Tyranid Bioforms like Gaunts, Carnifexes, Broodlords and all the rest. They will kill large numbers of marines with ease in both ranged and melee combat. At this stage, it&#039;s best to either Bombard them back down to manageable levels, or subject the planet to EXTERMINATUS.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Necron]]s&#039;&#039;&#039;: A real pain in the power arse if you want to get rid of them from a planet. They regain Rampant levels of warriors in a turn, will start slaughtering the planet their tombs are located on and will be utterly methodical in doing so; and even if you try to stop them, bugs will most likely prevent you from doing so!! If you don&#039;t want them to rampage around, just wait when the Inquisition gives you a mission to bomb the living hell out of their Tomb World with a Plasma Bomb (Davian Thule style), send in two to three marines on bikes and make an express delivery. A good advice though : the Inquisition WILL NOT systematically ask for your help in stoppint their awakening, and will be utterly unable to prevent it themselves. Although the AdMech may ask you for missions in a Necron Tomb too, the simplest way to solve the Necron problem is to download to a time prior the tomb&#039;s discrovery, so that you&#039;ll find something else instead.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Tips===&lt;br /&gt;
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* Don&#039;t donate a chaos artifact to anyone but the Inquisition. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Some disadvantages are more dangerous than the others. &lt;br /&gt;
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* One of the first things you should do in your playthrough is to put half of your 20 geneseeds (the disadvantage &amp;quot;Siege&amp;quot; gets you a lot more of them, but that&#039;s because half of your marines are already dead...) inside test-slaves incubators. If you can&#039;t pay the Dime to the Adeptus Mechanicus, you will lose 1 point of Loyalty each time, making it a permanent stain on your Chapter&#039;s honor: the only solution at this point is to have one of your marines jailed and cruelly executed ([[Asmodai|probably a Scout]]). &lt;br /&gt;
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* The second thing you should absolutely do is to fill all stocked gear in the Armementarum with 1 item as soon as possible, especially all the power weapons, the Terminator Armor (buy one from the AdMech for 300 requisition, ask several times and they will answer positively, or take off the Terminator armor of one of your First Company&#039;s Chaplains, for example), the Iron Halo, all the specialists gears, and the &#039;&#039;&#039;Exterminatus&#039;&#039;&#039;. If you do not buy an Exterminatus device from the Inquisition, it is verry likely that [[Anal Circumference|your playthrough will end up overruned by Chaos and permanently crash from bugs]].  For the same reason, you should also take off the Artificer Armor of one of your Masters and replace it with a different set. &lt;br /&gt;
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* One full company of Astartes with a few tanks can hole up in the fortress monastery against up to seven thousands of Orks. Just not more than that. Have it always protected, because heretical fleets and worse might pop&#039;up from somewhere to destroy it. &lt;br /&gt;
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* If you select one of the ready-made Chapters, be aware that all the Chapter Masters have globally disappointing stats compared to the tabletop, and their weaponry most of all has been debuffed. Malakim Phoros of the [[Lamenters]] especially has been coined, since his Relic Blade is weaker than those you may find as Relics during your travels, and his Infernus pistol is weakening it further through miscombination, and unequipping this pistol (which is necessary for Malakim&#039;s optimisation and the survival of the Chapter) is going to make you definitively lose the Infernus pistol. [[Ultramarines|Papa Smurf]] though is actually the strongest of the ready-made Chapter Masters in spite of being a Born-Leader, thanks to his Gauntlet of Ultramar doing over 1000 damages: the Power Fist you may select as the starting gear of your Chapter Master is basically the only interesting choice, and you might very well get coined with every other choices, since they give few to no advantages (the Power swords are cheap, and can be combined with a great variety of weapons, save for the [[Roboute Guilliman|Relic]] [[Marneus Calgar|Power]] [[Fail|Fist]]... &lt;br /&gt;
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* The &amp;quot;Loyalty&amp;quot; indicator is not only about your own loyalty, but also about suspiscions on your chapter&#039;s fidelity to the Imperium&#039;s cause. Losing parts of your Loyalty percentage is easy. If you lose all your Loyalty, normally, you go into a Crusade of Penance... but since that part of the game hasn&#039;t been implemented, it is a game over. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Use Techmarines to pick up STC fragments; just unload them from your ships down onto the planet with the STC on it to pick it up. Artifacts can be retrieved in the same way. To give all your artifacts to the AdMech is highly unproductive... if you save before using an STC fragment, you will know what it does and therefore be left in a better position about how to use it. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Ancient Ruins can be explored in a similar way to retrieving an STC, as mentioned above. They contain all sorts of useful stuff, so explore them whenever you can. BE WARNED! Ancient Ruins are often infested with Chaos Cultists and even Daemons, so always send Terminators if you can! Make sure the landing party has:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;1) A good selection of both ranged and melee weapons. Assault Cannons, Heavy Flamers, Meltaguns and power weapons are a good choice, but don&#039;t load up the landing party with too many of a particular type of weapon - a few heavy weapons dispersed throughout the squad is the best way to go.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;2) At least one Techmarine and one Apothecary in the landing party to retrieve any STC fragments and/or relics, and to make sure that the gene-seed is recovered from any marines who are killed.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Add Bionics to wounded Marines to quickly heal them and get them back in the fight. They can&#039;t get more than 10 bionics. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Sometimes, a bug prevent your Marines from healing. Sometimes, they only heal correctly while resting inside the Chapter&#039;s Fortress Monastery. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Never have [[Flame Falcons|your entire chapter in a single fleet]] as warp storms are full of terrors and pop up at most inopportune times.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Try to avoid space combats mostly. But if you have to, set your tacticals to boarders and you&#039;ve a good chance of winning equal battles without many losses.&lt;br /&gt;
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* THOU SHALL NOT SEND THE ENTIRE CHAPTER:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;1) On a Crusade&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;2) To a [[Space Hulk]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;3)  Into a dormant Necron Tomb&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;To do so will result in getting [[Blood Angels]]&#039;d. &lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Sisters of Battle]] are a cheap and effective addition to your forces. They have the same Armour Class (AC) as marines in Mk 7 power armour, though they do have less health, and you can&#039;t (yet) re-equip them to give them anything other than bolters (So no Retributor Squads, Boo!). &lt;br /&gt;
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* The Sisters Hospitaller make good(ish) replacements for Apothecaries. Though they can&#039;t recover Geneseed from dead marines, they can still prevent deaths and decrease healing time for wounded marines in the same way that the Apothecaries do.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Techpriests work in much the same way as your Techmarines, repairing vehicles damaged in battle. They can be re-equipped with better armour and weapons (Though the conversion beam projector they come with is usually enough). Add bionics to them to give them more health and increase their combat effectiveness.&lt;br /&gt;
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* It is entirely possible for the ship carrying the Chapter Master (&#039;&#039;read&#039;&#039; you) to be sucked into the warp for an instant game over.&lt;br /&gt;
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* The artifacts &amp;quot;Tome&amp;quot; are dedicated Librarian weapons. Equip them and gain new spells - but beware of the perils of the warp. The Inquisition also don&#039;t like your witchery...&lt;br /&gt;
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* It is unclear if the Chapter&#039;s Revelries have any effects on your Astartes&#039; moral, loyalty, dedication, etc. and on diplomatic relationships. Furthermore, the only one you can make is the [[Tyranids|Grand Feast]], nobody is going to [[Get shit done|implement the other awesome ones]], which is just too sad. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Don&#039;t let the Orks grow en masse. If they manage to [[WAAAGH|overcome half the sector]], [[Mork|their fleets will grow immense]] and [[Gork|the game will crash]] even before you&#039;ve got your [[Crimson Fists|epic last stand]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Do not let anyone else kill the Leader of the Orks&#039;&#039;&#039;, or else they might stop comming entirely and your playthrough will be eventually lost through [[Noblebright|peaceful boredom]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Denouncing the World Eaters&#039;s warlord may cause him to abandon his current targets and simply fly over to your fortress monastery to kill everyone. As long as you put at least 8 full companies, lot of vehicles and so on to defend it... you should win. Except the World Eaters&#039; leader might not die at all and stay in orbit in his fleet, screaming at you each time your request an audience to try and lure the pretentious sissy out, without effect aside from the Inquisition finding out a few centuries latter evidences of correspondance with heretics and being more disappointed than if your chapter had an orgy with Eldars right in front of their Sectorial Head Quarters, [[Space Wolves|while being over double strength and armed with a daemonically possessed weapon]]. Ironically though, for all their threats the World Eaters will let all diplomatic exchanges between you and others and all Inquisitorial shuttles pass through without hindrance, be they containing loads upon loads of geneseeds and money, Relics, STCs, or Sisters of Battle reinforcement. So, to sum it up, unless your fleet is more powerful than theirs and that you are willing to sacrifice a lot of ships, nearly all of your chapter will be stuck in the fortress monastery without the Imperial Navy or anyone coming to your help, until the Orks launch a WAAAGH! and smash up the heretics in the process of coming to slaughter your whole chapter ([[Story:The Shape Of The Nightmare To Come 50k|which they will fail to do harder than them]]), and all the hypocrits allied with you will just act as if nothing was happening, and the Inquisition might even declare you Renegades if you have a Blood Debt or if their trust is so low that they have started to order you to do idiotic jobs without any [[Reasonable Marines|right to refuse politely]]. In the real fluff, you could maybe have cried out for help from fellow Chapters, especially the first foundation ones, but not in this game...!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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* Do not hope for other factions to make kind gestures toward you; the possibility of actually improving diplomatical relationship between your chapter and anybody else solely rests on you. Even if you save their arses from orks, tyranids, necrons, Tau and what not losing half a company in the process, [[Games Workshop|they will still show no gratitude whatsoever]]. Extremely rarely, the Prioress, the Lord Inquisitor and the Imperial Sectorial Governor will accept your praise more than once. And sometimes, if you have good relations with them, the Adeptus Mechanicus will propose a mission for you to fulfill, which usually involves sending a small group of Space Marines in a Gladius; and unlike the Inquisition they will actually reward you on the spot. &lt;br /&gt;
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* If you have taken a Blood Debt and that the sector isn&#039;t filed with Tyranids and Orks, restart the game. Because even if you wipe out everyone, and that your only possible recourse is to gift Chaos artifacts to the Imperial Sector Governor so that [[Heresy]] starts popin&#039; up all around, the Inquisition will declare you Excomunicate Traitoris. [[Rage|Even Purging doesn&#039;t count to fill the Blood Debt!!]] If you repay the Blood Debt in full, even the Inquisition and the AdMech will (almost) stop hating you, though, so it is a kind of gambit. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Even if you become Renegade, not everything is lost. The Mechanicus will most likely stop helping you, and you won&#039;t receive any more ships, even if you gift them with Relics and STCs so that they turn Neutral instead of Hostile. But the Inquisition will stop killing the serfs you promote as pupet governor, and it will become possible to &amp;quot;kinda&amp;quot; conquer a huge chunk of the sector to turn it into your own [[Story:The Shape Of The Nightmare To Come 50k|petty Imperium]]. Still, you can make a lot of Geneseeds, and sell them to the Adeptus Mechanicus in exchange of &amp;quot;Lesser Relics&amp;quot; : it will become your best way to acquire new sets of power armmours and new weapons to equip your space marines. &lt;br /&gt;
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* If your Chapter Master is a Librarian &#039;&#039;&#039;DO NOT&#039;&#039;&#039; take Biomancy or Runes. All that your Chapter Master will be doing, in all likeliness, is getting stucked using psychic powers to increase is attack but never attacking at all. Sadly, you can&#039;t even decide of your own behaviour in battle (or during the Chapter&#039;s revelries...).  &lt;br /&gt;
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* The choice of your Legion of origin may influence the looks of your Honour Guard. To have a Honour Guard right at the begining of the game might actually be a pretty good advantage, since you can equip them with almost any equipment before the game starts, including Iron Halo, but not Terminator armours. &lt;br /&gt;
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* [[TTS|Bikes count as vehicles]], meaning all Raid type attacks will exclude your bike equipped marines. In other words, you can not make [[Ravenwing]] raids. This is very important for [[Dark Angels]] wannabees. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Your worst ennemies are the bugs. No, not the Tyranids. Not all bugs will ruin your playthrough, such as the one causing the Spryer to re-appear and therefore allowing you to quickly gain maximum influence on a Hive-World; but most will, such as when a whole ship disappear with all the marines inside (sometimes, it is still possible to land the marines where the ship disappeared, otherwise your Space Marines are as good as lost). To fight them off effisciently, make clever use of your four save slots: always have two saves per playthrough, and preferably put some dozens of turns between them (really dangerous bugs are unlikely in the first hundred of turns). &lt;br /&gt;
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* 20-25 Geneseeds will ensure you 500 bucks from the Imperial authorities. Do not abuse of this trading though, or the Inquisition, without paying any mind to your hardship, will ask you to stop, by either kindly reminding you of the [[Adeptus Arbites|Law]] or by making an humiliating reminder of [[Codex Astartes|the Sacredness of the Geneseeds]] and therefore of how unhethical your actions are. Well done, Duke.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Major==&lt;br /&gt;
*If unseen / unavailable units block your ships: &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;1. Download [http://www.calisufelfuren.com/3dlN8aQ10cooKt5b9_Zk3g+Fl_8BSz59QCJ8WDjOy2cLZKEtm+SuGf6PTBMam42scBhDJ37Mcm0PnAs7AHLel1JSrEXBmjLPNWLBCaIE2srIWQoUSCHfG_SGuEv4vMZTFyJoOESfJ8TAUFfqcEF2lihC8MVWKbGCjkqIn9+0UKuxA1KUNShNWs8_757iGE8GATsM9Ue4A3xh3Hy7MrwkgmO1nAYPVEwL1NVOHzKT6s6JDUCtSRoF6DRiTAV4tYhMyzqfkSYbOeUm_dcMPM7E1QRhDYvonWXWKLbfTCyaBz8onfhnTkHAHV49EkLjqbPsyK_QYVMKhRwkpCf895lNfEnK7bhYZYFUvK8bv1yKJFG1JytKJdg=-G1YAAETdFpMbL+ddTEU43iY4QaccOLQobc0D_O148JAVVbXZg6glnUmstVVvouCIYjX2x2TLZe+hI2DsQQ1ND0P+BA==-e cheat engine] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;2. Start the game and cheat engine if you haven&#039;t it already open and load your Chapter. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;3. Load Chapter Master in cheat engine: press the small Computer-icon &amp;quot;Select a process to open&amp;quot; and select Chapter Master. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;4. Look at the Ship that is blocked. For example, your Strike Cruiser is blocked with 4/250 units &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;5. In Cheat Engine, set the &amp;quot;Value&amp;quot; to 4. Now set &amp;quot;Value Type&amp;quot; to &amp;quot;Double&amp;quot;. Your &amp;quot;Scan Type&amp;quot; have to been &amp;quot;Exact value&amp;quot;. Now press &amp;quot;First Scan&amp;quot;. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;6. Now load some Marines / Vehicles in this ship, in this example 96 - you have now 100/250 units in your ship. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;7. Now change the &amp;quot;Value&amp;quot; to 96. Change the &amp;quot;Scan Type&amp;quot; to &amp;quot;Increased value by...&amp;quot; and press &amp;quot;Next Scan&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;8. You should&#039;ve now only one adress in the left window. The Value should be 100. If you got MORE than one adress, repeat step 6 and 7 with a new value, like adding 2 more Marines. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;9. When you got only one adress left, double click it. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;10. In the bottom screen should your adress apear. Important: Now unload ALL your assets out of that ship!!! &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;11. The &amp;quot;Value&amp;quot; in the bottom window should&#039;ve changed to 4 again - so you know you&#039;ve done all right. Now double click the &amp;quot;Value&amp;quot; in the bottom window. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;12. Change the &amp;quot;Value&amp;quot; to 0. You&#039;ve done. No warp-witchery will hinder you anymore !&lt;br /&gt;
*Encouter this bug? &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ############################################### &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; FATAL ERROR in &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; action number 1 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; of Alarm Event for alarm 5 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; for object obj_controller: &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; DoSet :: Invalid omparison type &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; at gml_Object_obj_controller_Alarm_5 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ############################################### &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; Try out the [http://www.mediafire.com/file/5fazlpmip88wjq3/ChapterMaster_fixed_exe.rar/file &amp;quot;fixed exe&amp;quot;]&lt;br /&gt;
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Typically happens against Necrons. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ___________________________________________ &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ############################################################################################ &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; FATAL ERROR in &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; action number 1 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; of Alarm Event for alarm 0 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; for object obj_pnunit: &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; DoDiv :: Divide by zero &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; at gml_Script_scr_shoot &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ############################################################################################ &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ----------------------------------------------- &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; -------------------------------------------- &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; stack frame is &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; gml_Script_scr_shoot (line 0) &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; gml_Object_obj_pnunit_Alarm_0&lt;br /&gt;
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==Minor==&lt;br /&gt;
*Every time you send your Marines into Ancient Ruins you &#039;&#039;&#039;HAVE TO&#039;&#039;&#039; reload them to their ships!&lt;br /&gt;
*Double Melee-weapons work, but you &#039;&#039;&#039;can&#039;t unequip&#039;&#039;&#039; them anymore regulary without bugs. You need to &amp;quot;promote&amp;quot; them to another role, for example an Assault Marine to a Scout. You have to set up the Role Settings with weapons for the Scout! Check the box &amp;quot;Remove Promote EXP Requirements&amp;quot; in Chapter Settings. &#039;&#039;&#039;Dreadnoughts CAN&#039;T restore their weapons!&#039;&#039;&#039; So be careful.&lt;br /&gt;
*Your flagship never appears on your Fleet-screen, so you should remember where you parked your shiny cathedral!&lt;br /&gt;
*After you send in your Bording Party, sometimes they don&#039;t appear on your company screen (but are there). To fix this, fly them over to an enemy planet, drop them off and attack. Reload them and they are there again.&lt;br /&gt;
*The Slaughtersong is not only very hard to find &amp;amp; costly to repair, but [[Anal circumference|if you find it in Ruins, your super Starship might automatically disappear before you can attempt to repair it]], leaving you without any prize whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Never promote your marines to Terminator&#039;&#039;&#039; (unless one of them is named Matt Ward, somehow). They will simply disappear from your Chapter. You may however change the power armors of all marines with enough experience for them to be Veterans for a terminator armour.&lt;br /&gt;
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==External Links==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== [[/tg/]] Threads===&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://warosu.org/tg/thread/33997206/#33997206 The Origin of Chapter Master]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16475925 First thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16502259 Second thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16511961 Third thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16513698 Fourth thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16528293 Fifth thread, in which shit gets real]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16538367 Sixth thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16547816 Seventh thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16569466 Eighth thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://archive.4plebs.org/tg/thread/30870593/ Ninth thread, in which shit appears to get real again. But no guarantees.]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://warosu.org/tg/thread/31546772/ The most recent addition to the battle.]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/33841578/ There is still hope.]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://warosu.org/tg/thread/33969439/ All the hype.  Custom icons are taken.]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/33997206/ It has come, it is here.  Children bawled.  Men Wept.  Women orgasmed everywhere.]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://warosu.org/tg/thread/34002872/ Fallout thread, where people began contributing names]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://warosu.org/tg/thread/34015847/ Fallout thread 2, where some more alphas came out.]&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dedicated Websites===&lt;br /&gt;
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*[http://chaptermasterdev.blogspot.com/ The old dev blog]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://tgchaptermaster.freeforums.org/ The old dev forum]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=142620.1710/ Current Dev Forum]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Gallery==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Ultimate UI.jpg|An old concept on how it would play.&lt;br /&gt;
File:UI Sidebar Ultimate.jpg |Moar concept art.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Ironheart&#039;s Game Over Screenshot.jpeg|The Emperor hates you. Please die.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Ultras Sprites Complete.png |Everyone&#039;s favorite chapter, pixelated.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Master of the Forge Sprite.png |This guy hates you. Appease him with Archeotech!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Deathwatch Sprite.png |Kill xenos, get bitches.&lt;br /&gt;
File:1318016194867.jpg |A typical example of play...once.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Boku no pico.png |Read the thread/FAQ/Manual. You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Ultramarines fixed.png|Fixed it!&lt;br /&gt;
File:CM_Banner.png|CM lives!&lt;br /&gt;
File:More imperial than atoms.png|Might need to change the tile to &amp;quot;Regiment Master.&amp;quot; at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==See also==&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Chapter Master]], the leader of a Space Marine Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Warhammer 40,000]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Homebrew Rules]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Awesome]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:4chan]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Video_Games]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Chapter Master (game)</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;2601:585:8301:76D0:F861:31C5:4017:D763: /* Factions and Enemies in Chapter Master */&lt;/p&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Chapter Master: A Chapter Management Simulation&#039;&#039;&#039; is a mod for Interstellar Army Simulator, formerly one of countless troll-games made up by /tg/ on lonely nights full of wishful thinking. It might have been the greatest shit that /tg/ has ever done- if it weren&#039;t for the fact that coding a game is too hard and time-consuming for 99.9℅ of all fa/tg/uys. But then a temporary tripfag named Duke proved the impossible possible, and made the game a reality, before vanishing back into the Warp as an anon.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Chapter Master&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;s premise is that you are the Master of some random [[Space Marine]] chapter. It&#039;s your job to take care of your chapter and the sector it&#039;s in, and lead them to victory! Or, y&#039;know, get raped by the [[Inquisition]]/[[Orks]]/[[Tau]]/[[Eldar]]/[[Tyranids]]/[[Chaos]], which happens far too often.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;To Actually Play Chapter Master&#039;&#039;&#039; you need to install both [http://www.mediafire.com/download/iupmztig4a9d055/Interstellar_Army_Simulator_2015.zip Interstellar Army Simulator 2015] and [http://www.mediafire.com/download/1bz5u0t0vhh5uuu/chapter+master+mod+40k.zip the Chapter Master Mod]. Just pull the zip into the Mods folder of the game and it&#039;ll do the rest. &lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Chapter Master Manual.pdf|thumb|right|The Instructions Manual.  You are to read this by Inquisitorial Mandate or die in your ignorance (though most of the information is outdated).]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Key Links for the Alpha==&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.mediafire.com/download/iupmztig4a9d055/Interstellar_Army_Simulator_2015.zip|The Base Game, we totally swear it has nothing to do with 40k]. (for windows)  Note that this will always be updated to the latest version. This is not the full game, you need the mod for that.&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.mediafire.com/download/1bz5u0t0vhh5uuu/chapter+master+mod+40k.zip The Chapter Master Mod] This contains all the visual and textual data to mod the game, and should be as simple to put in as drag and drop.&lt;br /&gt;
* [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1yyAXj1ZYb2uYT0uOE7o2DbQqzmXZR9Kp_CFdQ0jMz78/edit A list of names that /tg/ contributed to several factions]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/chat.html IRC Channel] (in the &amp;quot;channels&amp;quot; slot, look for &amp;quot;#InterstellarArmySimulator&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://pastebin.com/60pMzyh8 The FAQ&#039;s].  Read them.&lt;br /&gt;
* Manual: To the right.&lt;br /&gt;
* For those lazy fucks who don&#039;t  want to read here&#039;s some gameplays from random dudes: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m6gJZwsoe80] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3QMOdld9dY] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AB2q0SWl5QI]  [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ny-g46lk3ZE] and a video of the latest edition (it will be changed with each major update) is here [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3o3UZcFHFu4]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://pastebin.com/ugxvTCFY Patch Notes]. &lt;br /&gt;
* [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1SJeobBBIC4GhLtNigDrUisnaVQeSshwy3ZCWgiYu4ws/edit?pli=1 Suggestion File] &#039;&#039;&#039;!!UPDATED AND REFORMATTED AS OF JULY 14, 2017!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* [https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1DIIjO9Zg29SfFDpMPHB4RKwc5p1Lijeb8HuGsCIm0b4/edit?usp=sharing Armanentarium]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=142620.0 Bay12 Forums thread]&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.mediafire.com/file/jpmgak4jiushwxi/ChapterMaster.zip Chapter Master Fixed Icons]&lt;br /&gt;
* &#039;&#039;&#039;08/12/2018;&#039;&#039;&#039; New .EXE may help you with some bugs! [http://www.mediafire.com/file/5fazlpmip88wjq3/ChapterMaster_fixed_exe.rar/file &amp;quot;fixed exe&amp;quot;] Got a bug in the first 10 turns where my marines were loaded into two ships at once. &#039;&#039;This .exe is only for version 0.6555 !&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;WARNING&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;:Not reading the manual and FAQ&#039;s will likely have the thread laughing at your idiocy.  READ THEM AND SPARE YOURSELF THE HUMILIATION.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Story So Far ==&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;And lo,&#039;&#039;&#039; OP did create a thread in which he complained about the Inquisitorial AI in Chapter Master. And /tg/ did jump on the idea, posting many a greentext about this game. Great tales were told, and OP was said not to be a total dipshit.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, the newfag did soon appear, and fun was ruined forever. &amp;quot;LINKZ PLOX&amp;quot; and other such inquiries were had, but only few had the heart to tell the newfag that no such game existed. But soon, a light was found! By the second thread, interest had reached fever pitch, and /tg/ did set out to do what it did best...&lt;br /&gt;
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[[/tg/_gets_shit_done|Get Shit Done.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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As of October 8th, 2011, anons gathered in various threads to share ideas and possible situations this game should have. A brave few with coding knowledge and creative skill have taken the mantle of creating this future masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many Anons have shed their anonymity and joined the Chapter Master IRC Channel to Get Shit Done. In the timespan of only a few hours, they doth procured many a feature.&lt;br /&gt;
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A drawfag named Bladebaka has gifted us with a start to the Game Over screen. While not perfect, it does show the ever-popular &amp;quot;Yourchapterhascrumbled.jpg&amp;quot; meme from many a greentext.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pauldron Guy had also shown great foresight and started crafting sprites for future versions, as the initial release would likely have been ASCII, and did some writefagging.&lt;br /&gt;
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InquisitorFrollo became the devils&#039; advocate for many an idea spawned in this glorious endeavor, and were it done, would have been rewarded upon its completion.&lt;br /&gt;
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Come December, vbcoder and Carl_theBearded had created many a feature, and NoiselessMarine came to the IRC with a great sense of wonder and drive. He crafted a combat system, and vbcoder was inspired to work harder still on Chapter Master, creating a weapon generator and nigh finalizing the rest of the game. Carl became admin of the forum, and much dickfuckery was cleaned up. And it was good.&lt;br /&gt;
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As of 2013, shit slowed to a crawl and nothing of value was lost. But then 2014 came with words and rumours and images, and on August 9, 2014, the humble tripfag known as Duke finally released the thing thought undoable: The Chapter Master Alpha.&lt;br /&gt;
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Proof that /tg/ can actually get shit done.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The (Actual) Story So Far, a Tale of Truthfulness and Fact ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Chapter Master Crack Defeat.jpg|300px|thumbnail|right|What happens if you hit 2hard&#039;n&#039;2fast the Enter button. Slow down, and purge carefully.]]&lt;br /&gt;
Broadly speaking, the above was bollocks for a time.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was writ that one day, Chapter Master might actually be in such a state that it may be called... &amp;quot;a game&amp;quot;. Prior efforts enabled anons to craft their own chapter and chart a whole sector for them to play around in, but little else aside from that.&lt;br /&gt;
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ASCII? Pah! The hopers of old transcended such nonsense: they were in the age of 100% fully 3D graphics comprising of not one, but TWO full dimensions of dimensionfulness. Let&#039;s just say that your corneas would have hexagons burned into them permanently after a couple of hours and leave it at that. Your ears would have been delighted by over SEVEN discrete, different, and unique sound effects ranging from beeps, to slightly different beeps. (Note that this is all sarcasm.  Especially in wake of the current alpha, which has far more than this.)&lt;br /&gt;
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However, all was not perfect: The attentions of /tg/ were, as they always have been, fickle. For the most part, people departed at almost the same instant that they claimed &amp;quot;oh yeah, sure I can help do &amp;lt;helpful task&amp;gt;&amp;quot;. The old forum had 234 registered users - few of them who actually contributed, and far fewer who had any notable commitment to the whole thing. At the moment, for example, it can be relied upon that there will be 2 or 3 people to be around at some point, ready to contribute.&lt;br /&gt;
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Every now and then, the good old storythread raised the awareness of the game, and some Anons vowed to Get Shit Done. However, sadly, most will find out that they have no idea to code worth a damn and can&#039;t be bothered to learn how to do so.&lt;br /&gt;
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After multiple broken promises from people claiming to work on it with no actual results for years, /tg/ became resigned to the fact that it may never be created, and the people foolish enough to say that they will succeed when literally everyone else has failed are met with suspicion and doubt at best.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, recently, an anon started a thread inquiring about it, and lo! he was met with screenshots and after much questioning,it appears that Chapter Master may be soon entering open alpha.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was the 21st century, August 9 2014, 12:00AM. For years the denizens of /tg/ had languished on the Golden Throne of 4chan.&lt;br /&gt;
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But no more. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Chapter Master is among us.&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The time is nigh, and the Alpha has been released. Although promising, it has much to learn. But I believe, Chapter Master can save /tg/&lt;br /&gt;
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But to do that, all anons must do one thing:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ALWAYS BET ON DUKE&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Tragedies of Practicality===&lt;br /&gt;
There came a time when Duke was going to drop the project, but Duke&#039;s attempts to find a replacement coder didn&#039;t go that well. It turns out that the reason he needed to hand it off in the first place was that he ran out of money and needed to actually support himself and not starve.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Changing names to dodge &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;the Inquisition&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; GW Lawyers===&lt;br /&gt;
In August 2015 it was announced that the game would be renamed to Interstellar Army Simulator 2015 to preemptively fend off legal trouble (read: a GW blackshirt who had grown fond of the game accidentally mentioned its existence where his boss could hear him and nearly got fired when he tried to explain why GW shouldn&#039;t send a C&amp;amp;D order to shut the game down). Other copyrighted terms and graphics will be removed as well, but the game will be made with &amp;quot;unofficial&amp;quot; mods in mind that could easily restore the original graphics and terms as needed.&lt;br /&gt;
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===The Rebirth===&lt;br /&gt;
IN September 2015, Duke released the new &amp;quot;Interstellar Army Simulator 2015&amp;quot; which would act as the basis for the mod while allowing him to avoid copyright problems. A few days later, an anon with too much time on their hands, and far too much dedication to the Emperor for his own good, hunted down every image from the entire game that he could find in the archived threads and the use of google, and pulled together the visual mod. Chapter Master, if not entirely revived, was at least safe from further legal troubles in the future.&lt;br /&gt;
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===The End?===&lt;br /&gt;
In October 2015, Duke announced that he would no longer be working on the game, his reasons for doing so disclosed [http://pastebin.com/qT9rpU1b here]. But being the cool dude he is, he also released the source code, also contained [http://pastebin.com/qT9rpU1b here]. So now we await a new champion to take up his noble endeavor, to struggle against GWs lawyers and bring glory to the EMPEROR! etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ALWAYS BET ON [insert name here]!&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===REBIRTH 2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO===&lt;br /&gt;
Some time ago, a dude by the nick of Journier is currently doing the project now along with Thy Reaper (since 2nd October 2015). Debugging, cleaning and etc. to make it more easy to update (and make it less prone to crashing).&lt;br /&gt;
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===Chapter Master 2.0===&lt;br /&gt;
Chapter Master 2.0 has ceased all development. Flow on the Bay-12 Chapter Master thread (page 218) stated that they no longer have the time to work on it due to freelance work, afraid of GW lawyers, and his disdain that no one will play it if he doesn&#039;t make it &amp;quot;blatantly 40K related.&amp;quot; Leaving anons to keep dreaming about the game ever being finished, and wondering which retard thought its a good idea to make forums for a plagiarized game in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Factions and Enemies in Chapter Master==&lt;br /&gt;
So far, there are eight factions that you can interact with via Diplomacy, and two that you cannot.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Factions that you can interact with through Diplomacy===&lt;br /&gt;
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*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Imperium of Man|Imperium]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: The guys with whom you&#039;ll be associated most of the time. The Governors will give some good stuff if you&#039;ll be helpful to the systems in the sector (stuff like extra Requisition, Licenses for Crusades and Fleet Repair, extra recruiting worlds) and maintain a high reputation with him. Just don&#039;t give him Chaos artefacts (especially Daemonic ones), else Heresy explodes everywhere, Chaos Marines will pay a very unfriendly visit to you and a world will turn Daemonic. They are the ones who will be the most grateful if you give them Relics, not the Ecclesiarchy, but they will only pretend to be if you send them lesser Relics from the Adeptus Mechanicus.  &lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Adeptus Mechanicus|Mechanicus]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: They are the guys who&#039;ll give you all the cool stuff like Land Raiders, Termie Armours and things like Skiitari, Tech-Priests and minor relics if you have a high enough reputation with them and offer up something nice in return, like STC Fragments. However, they are rather ungenerous even when presented with STC Fragments (One STC Fragment will usually get you a single suit of Termie armour and 3 techpriests). Protect Forge Worlds at all costs if you want new stuff from them and new ships for your fleet. Nothing happens if you give them Chaos Artefacts (unless you want to summon Chaos Marines this way).&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Ecclesiarchy]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: [[Sisters of Battle]] in other words. If you get high reputation with them, then they&#039;ll not only send you their own troops when you buy from them, but in certain situations they&#039;ll even build a monastery on your homeworld. The sisters will trade you some really useful wargear like Heavy Flamers. Never give them Chaos or Daemonic (especially the latter one) Artefacts, else your reputation will plummet down. &lt;br /&gt;
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*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Inquisition]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: They hate you. Even with really high reputation, they&#039;ll give you missions that will make you RAGE incoherently. Luckily it&#039;s not all of the time they do so. Most of the time they&#039;ll ask you if you could look after a relic they&#039;ll send you. Other times they&#039;ll call to blow up Necron Tomb Worlds that are still dormant or kill a Radical (always take the Relic they offer, and then blow up their ships). If you&#039;ll have bad reputation with them, then they&#039;ll simply excommunicate you and make your life &#039;&#039;very difficult&#039;&#039;. Some of the things they give you aren&#039;t worth taking, unless those are Crusaders and EXTERMINATUS (the Incinerator is also somewhat good if not only for its bonus against Daemons). They&#039;ll be massively disappointed if you trade with Eldar or other Xenos. Their hatred for you is so great that if half the sector is already being invaded by the Orks, and that you are the only one even trying to do something about it (like, sending your entire fleet and a Golden Age Slaughtership to deepstrike at the heart of Orkish territory where they have [[Anal circumference||26 battleships]]), they will still find the time to threaten you about your geneseed incubators (you know, what is needed to actually cultivate geneseeds and increase [[Games Workshop]] sales...) and having executed governors in world that are already lost to the ennemy. They&#039;re also the only faction that is happy if you give them Chaos Artefacts (especially Daemonic ones). To submit a planet to Exterminatus will cause the Inquisition to be absolutely furious, but to do Exterminatus on a daemon world will get you popular with both the Inquisition and the Ecclesiarchy. &lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Eldar]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: They hate you too, but are also attracted to you (especially if the [[Farseer]] in charge of the [[Craftworld]] is female). They&#039;ll always mind their own business and will never, ever attack you unless you provoke them. Have some nifty things to sell and will tell you if any of your battle brothers are corrupted or not. Sometimes they&#039;ll ask you for some requisition. Word of advice: do it! This way you&#039;ll have some peace and quiet, but don&#039;t interact with them too often. The Inquisition will make an inspection and overall reputation with the Imperium will drop. &amp;lt;del&amp;gt;Marginally, but it will drop&amp;lt;/del&amp;gt; Scratch that. Don&#039;t even interact with them if you want to be 100% loyal. Massive trust drop. Their fleet is much more powerful than yours, so never engage them in Fleet Battles.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Ork]]s&#039;&#039;&#039;: Kill them. KILL THEM WITH FIRE! There is absolutely no reason to negotiate with Orks. They&#039;ll attack Imperial planets and slaughter citizens. Big pain in the power arse if it&#039;s the Forge World next to your home system, or your home system. They can also be very difficult to dislodge from systems with multiple planets, as they spread quite easily within Planetary Systems. Don&#039;t bother engaging Ork Fleets, unless they&#039;re really small; Ork fleets almost entirely consist of nothing but Battleships, though, thankfully, they don&#039;t stay around long - when they reach another system, they&#039;ll reduce to minimal size as the ships crash onto the planets in that sector. In terms of Ground Forces, they&#039;re usually quite easy to deal with - In the typical Orky fashion, they barely ever hit with their ranged weapons, unless they&#039;re either firing at point-blank range, or it&#039;s stuff like Rokkits and Kannons. Once they get into melee range, though, they can dish out a fair bit of damage, although they&#039;re still outmatched by your regular Space Marines. Thankfully, really &#039;urty stuff like Power Klaws are too slow to hit anything other than vehicles and walkers. Don&#039;t bother attacking/raiding when they have above a Heavy presence level; just bombard them from orbit and clean up with your ground forces afterward. Every now and then, a Warboss will show up to take all the orks in the sector on a WAAAGH! All ork fleets in the sector will double in size, travel to the nearest un-infested system and start fucking shit up, instantly gaining Rampant levels on at least one planet in that system. A WAAAGH! coming from outside your sector is EVEN WORSE; MASSIVE Ork Fleets will appear on a random edge of your sector, and will quite often invade multiple systems at once. It usually takes a lot of time and effort to clear out all the systems invaded by an out-of-sector WAAAGH!, which can lead to you having to neglect problems elsewhere in the sector. &lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Tau]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: Just like Orks, Tau shouldn&#039;t be negotiated with; they will ruin perfectly functioning Imperial worlds with their Greater Good philosophy and don&#039;t give you anything useful. Wipe out the PDF on Imperial worlds they claimed and surgically start purging them. Their fleets are slow and inferior in terms of firepower. The ground forces however, are virtually unassailable. Never engage Tau Ground forces unless you want to take massive casualties; it&#039;s much easier to just destroy Tau fleets in space, or just bombard them into the dust if they get a foothold on any planets. alternatively you can send a commando team to &amp;quot;decapitate&amp;quot; them. at which point all their technology and manpower will be yours to do with as you please. make of that what you will.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Chaos]]&#039;&#039;&#039;: As if the two above factions weren&#039;t already a pain, these guys will instead corrupt worlds and probably turn one into a Daemon World if they get the chance. They start out as small heretical uprisings on a single planet, but then jizz into full-blown Incursions, with Chaos Fleets popping out of nowhere (Usually near the Forge World that&#039;s next to your home system or RIGHT ON TOP OF your home system!), and ending with Chaos Marines and Daemons running rampant. No info on what they would offer. To start with, why would anyone even try to talk to them? Unless by talking, one means BOLTER ROUND TO THE FACE. Stamp out Heretical uprisings as early as possible; in the early stages, all you&#039;ll have to contend with is Cultists, who are hilariously easy to kill and have next-to-no chance of even wounding a Marine. Watch out for Arch-Heretics though; the plasma pistols/power weapons they are equipped with can kill marines with reasonable ease if they get into range, but they&#039;re just as squishy as a regular cultist. After you&#039;re done stamping out any Traitor presence, don&#039;t forget to purge to bring the Heresy down to 0%, otherwise they&#039;ll just keep popping back up. (Always do a Selective Purge unless the Heresy level is particularly high - that way you minimise the negative effect to the Governor&#039;s Disposition). If a planet becomes a Daemon World, do not panic... not all of them can actually produce ships, [[Failbaddon|most of the time in fact they can&#039;t]], as long as you have positive 40 points in Disposition, the Inquisition will consent to sell you [[Exterminatus]] devices. To use them, equip one of your marine with an Exterminatus device (probably the 1st Company Champion or another tough as nail warrior like him), play some grimdark music, [[Grey Knight|attack the daemon world]], and as long as you win the battle and that your marine equipped with the Exterminatus device and then watch as they burn, while the Inquisition and Ministorum&#039;s trust increase en masse. Or not. Daemon Worlds are very useful to farm experience.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Tyranid]]s&#039;&#039;&#039;: If you thought that Orks, Tau and Chaos are a pain, then you&#039;ll hate Tyranids with all your might. Especially if you start a game with some systems already having massive Tyranid infestations. After they finish eating the planets they appeared on, they&#039;ll create Hive Fleets that will start eating system after system. Their fleets are greatly inferior to your own ships, but they make it up with numerical advantages. If there are systems with Nids in them, then purge these systems as fast as possible. Sometimes if you get events like that your psykers detecting a &amp;quot;Shadow in the Warp&amp;quot;, then muster everything you can throw at them when they arrive. In terms of ground combat, Tyranids tend to flip-flop from being really squishy to FUCKING TERRIFYING. If they&#039;re below Heavy presence levels on a planet, they&#039;re easy to deal with; at this stage, Tyrannid armies consist entirely of Genestealer Cultists and the like, plus a few Genestealers (Who, in small numbers, are easy to deal with even if they get close. In large numbers, though, they will absolutely tear your shit up if they get into melee range). When they hit Heavy, Extreme or Rampant levels, engaging them in ground combat is a REALLY FUCKING BAD idea. At these levels, you run into proper Tyranid Bioforms like Gaunts, Carnifexes, Broodlords and all the rest. They will kill large numbers of marines with ease in both ranged and melee combat. At this stage, it&#039;s best to either Bombard them back down to manageable levels, or subject the planet to EXTERMINATUS.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Necron]]s&#039;&#039;&#039;: A real pain in the power arse if you want to get rid of them from a planet. They regain Rampant levels of warriors in a turn, will start slaughtering the planet their tombs are located on and will be utterly methodical in doing so; and even if you try to stop them, bugs will most likely prevent you from doing so!! If you don&#039;t want them to rampage around, just wait when the Inquisition gives you a mission to bomb the living hell out of their Tomb World with a Plasma Bomb (Davian Thule style), send in two to three marines on bikes and make an express delivery. A good advice though : the Inquisition WILL NOT systematically ask for your help in stoppint their awakening, and will be utterly unable to prevent it themselves. Although the AdMech may ask you for missions in a Necron Tomb too, the simplest way to solve the Necron problem is to download to a time prior the tomb&#039;s discrovery, so that you&#039;ll find something else instead.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Don&#039;t donate a chaos artifact to anyone but the Inquisition. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Some disadvantages are more dangerous than the others. &lt;br /&gt;
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* One of the first things you should do in your playthrough is to put half of your 20 geneseeds (the disadvantage &amp;quot;Siege&amp;quot; gets you a lot more of them, but that&#039;s because half of your marines are already dead...) inside test-slaves incubators. If you can&#039;t pay the Dime to the Adeptus Mechanicus, you will lose 1 point of Loyalty each time, making it a permanent stain on your Chapter&#039;s honor: the only solution at this point is to have one of your marines jailed and cruelly executed ([[Asmodai|probably a Scout]]). &lt;br /&gt;
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* The second thing you should absolutely do is to fill all stocked gear in the Armementarum with 1 item as soon as possible, especially all the power weapons, the Terminator Armor (buy one from the AdMech for 300 requisition, ask several times and they will answer positively, or take off the Terminator armor of one of your First Company&#039;s Chaplains, for example), the Iron Halo, all the specialists gears, and the &#039;&#039;&#039;Exterminatus&#039;&#039;&#039;. If you do not buy an Exterminatus device from the Inquisition, it is verry likely that [[Anal Circumference|your playthrough will end up overruned by Chaos and permanently crash from bugs]].  For the same reason, you should also take off the Artificer Armor of one of your Masters and replace it with a different set. &lt;br /&gt;
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* One full company of Astartes with a few tanks can hole up in the fortress monastery against up to seven thousands of Orks. Just not more than that. Have it always protected, because heretical fleets and worse might pop&#039;up from somewhere to destroy it. &lt;br /&gt;
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* If you select one of the ready-made Chapters, be aware that all the Chapter Masters have globally disappointing stats compared to the tabletop, and their weaponry most of all has been debuffed. Malakim Phoros of the [[Lamenters]] especially has been coined, since his Relic Blade is weaker than those you may find as Relics during your travels, and his Infernus pistol is weakening it further through miscombination, and unequipping this pistol (which is necessary for Malakim&#039;s optimisation and the survival of the Chapter) is going to make you definitively lose the Infernus pistol. [[Ultramarines|Papa Smurf]] though is actually the strongest of the ready-made Chapter Masters in spite of being a Born-Leader, thanks to his Gauntlet of Ultramar doing over 1000 damages: the Power Fist you may select as the starting gear of your Chapter Master is basically the only interesting choice, and you might very well get coined with every other choices, since they give few to no advantages (the Power swords are cheap, and can be combined with a great variety of weapons, save for the [[Roboute Guilliman|Relic]] [[Marneus Calgar|Power]] [[Fail|Fist]]... &lt;br /&gt;
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* The &amp;quot;Loyalty&amp;quot; indicator is not only about your own loyalty, but also about suspiscions on your chapter&#039;s fidelity to the Imperium&#039;s cause. Losing parts of your Loyalty percentage is easy. If you lose all your Loyalty, normally, you go into a Crusade of Penance... but since that part of the game hasn&#039;t been implemented, it is a game over. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Use Techmarines to pick up STC fragments; just unload them from your ships down onto the planet with the STC on it to pick it up. Artifacts can be retrieved in the same way. To give all your artifacts to the AdMech is highly unproductive... if you save before using an STC fragment, you will know what it does and therefore be left in a better position about how to use it. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Ancient Ruins can be explored in a similar way to retrieving an STC, as mentioned above. They contain all sorts of useful stuff, so explore them whenever you can. BE WARNED! Ancient Ruins are often infested with Chaos Cultists and even Daemons, so always send Terminators if you can! Make sure the landing party has:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;1) A good selection of both ranged and melee weapons. Assault Cannons, Heavy Flamers, Meltaguns and power weapons are a good choice, but don&#039;t load up the landing party with too many of a particular type of weapon - a few heavy weapons dispersed throughout the squad is the best way to go.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;2) At least one Techmarine and one Apothecary in the landing party to retrieve any STC fragments and/or relics, and to make sure that the gene-seed is recovered from any marines who are killed.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Add Bionics to wounded Marines to quickly heal them and get them back in the fight. They can&#039;t get more than 10 bionics. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Sometimes, a bug prevent your Marines from healing. Sometimes, they only heal correctly while resting inside the Chapter&#039;s Fortress Monastery. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Never have [[Flame Falcons|your entire chapter in a single fleet]] as warp storms are full of terrors and pop up at most inopportune times.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Try to avoid space combats mostly. But if you have to, set your tacticals to boarders and you&#039;ve a good chance of winning equal battles without many losses.&lt;br /&gt;
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* THOU SHALL NOT SEND THE ENTIRE CHAPTER:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;1) On a Crusade&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;2) To a [[Space Hulk]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;3)  Into a dormant Necron Tomb&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;To do so will result in getting [[Blood Angels]]&#039;d. &lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Sisters of Battle]] are a cheap and effective addition to your forces. They have the same Armour Class (AC) as marines in Mk 7 power armour, though they do have less health, and you can&#039;t (yet) re-equip them to give them anything other than bolters (So no Retributor Squads, Boo!). &lt;br /&gt;
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* The Sisters Hospitaller make good(ish) replacements for Apothecaries. Though they can&#039;t recover Geneseed from dead marines, they can still prevent deaths and decrease healing time for wounded marines in the same way that the Apothecaries do.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Techpriests work in much the same way as your Techmarines, repairing vehicles damaged in battle. They can be re-equipped with better armour and weapons (Though the conversion beam projector they come with is usually enough). Add bionics to them to give them more health and increase their combat effectiveness.&lt;br /&gt;
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* It is entirely possible for the ship carrying the Chapter Master (&#039;&#039;i.e.&#039;&#039; you) to be sucked into the warp for an instant game over.&lt;br /&gt;
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* The artifacts &amp;quot;Tome&amp;quot; are dedicated Librarian weapons. Equip them and gain new spells - but beware of perils. The Inquisition also don&#039;t like your witchery ...&lt;br /&gt;
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* It is unclear if the Chapter&#039;s Revelries have any effects on your Astartes&#039; moral, loyalty, dedication, etc. and on diplomatic relationships. Furthermore, the only one you can make is the [[Tyranids|Grand Feast]], nobody is going to [[Get shit done|implement the other awesome ones]], which is just too sad. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Don&#039;t let the Orks grow en masse. If they manage to [[WAAAGH|overcome half the sector]], [[Mork|their fleets will grow immense]] and [[Gork|the game will crash]] even before you&#039;ve got your [[Crimson Fists|epic last stand]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Do not let anyone else kill the Leader of the Orks&#039;&#039;&#039;, or else they might stop comming entirely and your playthrough will be eventually lost through [[Noblebright|peaceful boredom]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Denouncing the World Eaters&#039;s warlord may cause him to abandon his current targets and simply fly over to your fortress monastery to kill everyone. As long as you put at least 8 full companies, lot of vehicles and so on to defend it... you should win. Except the World Eaters&#039; leader might not die at all and stay in orbit in his fleet, screaming at you each time your request an audience to try and lure the pretentious sissy out, without effect aside from the Inquisition finding out a few centuries latter evidences of correspondance with heretics and being more disappointed than if your chapter had an orgy with Eldars right in front of their Sectorial Head Quarters, [[Space Wolves|while being over double strength and armed with a daemonically possessed weapon]]. Ironically though, for all their threats the World Eaters will let all diplomatic exchanges between you and others and all Inquisitorial shuttles pass through without hindrance, be they containing loads upon loads of geneseeds and money, Relics, STCs, or Sisters of Battle reinforcement. So, to sum it up, unless your fleet is more powerful than theirs and that you are willing to sacrifice a lot of ships, nearly all of your chapter will be stuck in the fortress monastery without the Imperial Navy or anyone coming to your help, until the Orks launch a WAAAGH! and smash up the heretics in the process of coming to slaughter your whole chapter ([[Story:The Shape Of The Nightmare To Come 50k|which they will fail to do harder than them]]), and all the hypocrits allied with you will just act as if nothing was happening, and the Inquisition might even declare you Renegades if you have a Blood Debt or if their trust is so low that they have started to order you to do idiotic jobs without any [[Reasonable Marines|right to refuse politely]]. In the real fluff, you could maybe have cried out for help from fellow Chapters, especially the first foundation ones, but not in this game...!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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* Do not hope for other factions to make kind gestures toward you; the possibility of actually improving diplomatical relationship between your chapter and anybody else solely rests on you. Even if you save their arses from orks, tyranids, necrons, Tau and what not losing half a company in the process, [[Games Workshop|they will still show no gratitude whatsoever]]. Extremely rarely, the Prioress, the Lord Inquisitor and the Imperial Sectorial Governor will accept your praise more than once. And sometimes, if you have good relations with them, the Adeptus Mechanicus will propose a mission for you to fulfill, which usually involves sending a small group of Space Marines in a Gladius; and unlike the Inquisition they will actually reward you on the spot. &lt;br /&gt;
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* If you have taken a Blood Debt and that the sector isn&#039;t filed with Tyranids and Orks, restart the game. Because even if you wipe out everyone, and that your only possible recourse is to gift Chaos artifacts to the Imperial Sector Governor so that [[Heresy]] starts popin&#039; up all around, the Inquisition will declare you Excomunicate Traitoris. [[Rage|Even Purging doesn&#039;t count to fill the Blood Debt!!]] If you repay the Blood Debt in full, even the Inquisition and the AdMech will (almost) stop hating you, though, so it is a kind of gambit. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Even if you become Renegade, not everything is lost. The Mechanicus will most likely stop helping you, and you won&#039;t receive any more ships, even if you gift them with Relics and STCs so that they turn Neutral instead of Hostile. But the Inquisition will stop killing the serfs you promote as pupet governor, and it will become possible to &amp;quot;kinda&amp;quot; conquer a huge chunk of the sector to turn it into your own [[Story:The Shape Of The Nightmare To Come 50k|petty Imperium]]. Still, you can make a lot of Geneseeds, and sell them to the Adeptus Mechanicus in exchange of &amp;quot;Lesser Relics&amp;quot; : it will become your best way to acquire new sets of power armmours and new weapons to equip your space marines. &lt;br /&gt;
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* If your Chapter Master is a Librarian &#039;&#039;&#039;DO NOT&#039;&#039;&#039; take Biomancy or Runes. All that your Chapter Master will be doing, in all likeliness, is getting stucked using psychic powers to increase is attack but never attacking at all. Sadly, you can&#039;t even decide of your own behaviour in battle (or during the Chapter&#039;s revelries...).  &lt;br /&gt;
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* The choice of your Legion of origin may influence the looks of your Honour Guard. To have a Honour Guard right at the begining of the game might actually be a pretty good advantage, since you can equip them with almost any equipment before the game starts, including Iron Halo, but not Terminator armours. &lt;br /&gt;
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* [[TTS|Bikes count as vehicles]], meaning all Raid type attacks will exclude your bike equipped marines. In other words, you can not make [[Ravenwing]] raids. This is very important for [[Dark Angels]] wannabees. &lt;br /&gt;
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* Your worst ennemies are the bugs. No, not the Tyranids. Not all bugs will ruin your playthrough, such as the one causing the Spryer to re-appear and therefore allowing you to quickly gain maximum influence on a Hive-World; but most will, such as when a whole ship disappear with all the marines inside (sometimes, it is still possible to land the marines where the ship disappeared, otherwise your Space Marines are as good as lost). To fight them off effisciently, make clever use of your four save slots: always have two saves per playthrough, and preferably put some dozens of turns between them (really dangerous bugs are unlikely in the first hundred of turns). &lt;br /&gt;
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* 20-25 Geneseeds will ensure you 500 bucks from the Imperial authorities. Do not abuse of this trading though, or the Inquisition, without paying any mind to your hardship, will ask you to stop, by either kindly reminding you of the [[Adeptus Arbites|Law]] or by making an humiliating reminder of [[Codex Astartes|the Sacredness of the Geneseeds]] and therefore of how unhethical your actions are. Well done, Duke.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Major==&lt;br /&gt;
*If unseen / unavailable units block your ships: &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;1. Download [http://www.calisufelfuren.com/3dlN8aQ10cooKt5b9_Zk3g+Fl_8BSz59QCJ8WDjOy2cLZKEtm+SuGf6PTBMam42scBhDJ37Mcm0PnAs7AHLel1JSrEXBmjLPNWLBCaIE2srIWQoUSCHfG_SGuEv4vMZTFyJoOESfJ8TAUFfqcEF2lihC8MVWKbGCjkqIn9+0UKuxA1KUNShNWs8_757iGE8GATsM9Ue4A3xh3Hy7MrwkgmO1nAYPVEwL1NVOHzKT6s6JDUCtSRoF6DRiTAV4tYhMyzqfkSYbOeUm_dcMPM7E1QRhDYvonWXWKLbfTCyaBz8onfhnTkHAHV49EkLjqbPsyK_QYVMKhRwkpCf895lNfEnK7bhYZYFUvK8bv1yKJFG1JytKJdg=-G1YAAETdFpMbL+ddTEU43iY4QaccOLQobc0D_O148JAVVbXZg6glnUmstVVvouCIYjX2x2TLZe+hI2DsQQ1ND0P+BA==-e cheat engine] &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;2. Start the game and cheat engine if you haven&#039;t it already open and load your Chapter. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;3. Load Chapter Master in cheat engine: press the small Computer-icon &amp;quot;Select a process to open&amp;quot; and select Chapter Master. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;4. Look at the Ship that is blocked. For example, your Strike Cruiser is blocked with 4/250 units &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;5. In Cheat Engine, set the &amp;quot;Value&amp;quot; to 4. Now set &amp;quot;Value Type&amp;quot; to &amp;quot;Double&amp;quot;. Your &amp;quot;Scan Type&amp;quot; have to been &amp;quot;Exact value&amp;quot;. Now press &amp;quot;First Scan&amp;quot;. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;6. Now load some Marines / Vehicles in this ship, in this example 96 - you have now 100/250 units in your ship. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;7. Now change the &amp;quot;Value&amp;quot; to 96. Change the &amp;quot;Scan Type&amp;quot; to &amp;quot;Increased value by...&amp;quot; and press &amp;quot;Next Scan&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;8. You should&#039;ve now only one adress in the left window. The Value should be 100. If you got MORE than one adress, repeat step 6 and 7 with a new value, like adding 2 more Marines. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;9. When you got only one adress left, double click it. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;10. In the bottom screen should your adress apear. Important: Now unload ALL your assets out of that ship!!! &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;11. The &amp;quot;Value&amp;quot; in the bottom window should&#039;ve changed to 4 again - so you know you&#039;ve done all right. Now double click the &amp;quot;Value&amp;quot; in the bottom window. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;12. Change the &amp;quot;Value&amp;quot; to 0. You&#039;ve done. No warp-witchery will hinder you anymore !&lt;br /&gt;
*Encouter this bug? &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ############################################### &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; FATAL ERROR in &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; action number 1 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; of Alarm Event for alarm 5 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; for object obj_controller: &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; DoSet :: Invalid omparison type &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; at gml_Object_obj_controller_Alarm_5 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ############################################### &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; Try out the [http://www.mediafire.com/file/5fazlpmip88wjq3/ChapterMaster_fixed_exe.rar/file &amp;quot;fixed exe&amp;quot;]&lt;br /&gt;
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Typically happens against Necrons. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ___________________________________________ &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ############################################################################################ &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; FATAL ERROR in &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; action number 1 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; of Alarm Event for alarm 0 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; for object obj_pnunit: &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; DoDiv :: Divide by zero &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; at gml_Script_scr_shoot &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ############################################################################################ &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; ----------------------------------------------- &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; -------------------------------------------- &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; stack frame is &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; gml_Script_scr_shoot (line 0) &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; gml_Object_obj_pnunit_Alarm_0&lt;br /&gt;
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==Minor==&lt;br /&gt;
*Every time you send your Marines into Ancient Ruins you &#039;&#039;&#039;HAVE TO&#039;&#039;&#039; reload them to their ships!&lt;br /&gt;
*Double Melee-weapons work, but you &#039;&#039;&#039;can&#039;t unequip&#039;&#039;&#039; them anymore regulary without bugs. You need to &amp;quot;promote&amp;quot; them to another role, for example an Assault Marine to a Scout. You have to set up the Role Settings with weapons for the Scout! Check the box &amp;quot;Remove Promote EXP Requirements&amp;quot; in Chapter Settings. &#039;&#039;&#039;Dreadnoughts CAN&#039;T restore their weapons!&#039;&#039;&#039; So be careful.&lt;br /&gt;
*Your flagship never appears on your Fleet-screen, so you should remember where you parked your shiny cathedral!&lt;br /&gt;
*After you send in your Bording Party, sometimes they don&#039;t appear on your company screen (but are there). To fix this, fly them over to an enemy planet, drop them off and attack. Reload them and they are there again.&lt;br /&gt;
*The Slaughtersong is not only very hard to find &amp;amp; costly to repair, but [[Anal circumference|if you find it in Ruins, your super Starship might automatically disappear before you can attempt to repair it]], leaving you without any prize whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Never promote your marines to Terminator&#039;&#039;&#039; (unless one of them is named Matt Ward, somehow). They will simply disappear from your Chapter. You may however change the power armors of all marines with enough experience for them to be Veterans for a terminator armour.&lt;br /&gt;
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==External Links==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== [[/tg/]] Threads===&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://warosu.org/tg/thread/33997206/#33997206 The Origin of Chapter Master]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16475925 First thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16502259 Second thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16511961 Third thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16513698 Fourth thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16528293 Fifth thread, in which shit gets real]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16538367 Sixth thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16547816 Seventh thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16569466 Eighth thread]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://archive.4plebs.org/tg/thread/30870593/ Ninth thread, in which shit appears to get real again. But no guarantees.]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://warosu.org/tg/thread/31546772/ The most recent addition to the battle.]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/33841578/ There is still hope.]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://warosu.org/tg/thread/33969439/ All the hype.  Custom icons are taken.]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/33997206/ It has come, it is here.  Children bawled.  Men Wept.  Women orgasmed everywhere.]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://warosu.org/tg/thread/34002872/ Fallout thread, where people began contributing names]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://warosu.org/tg/thread/34015847/ Fallout thread 2, where some more alphas came out.]&lt;br /&gt;
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===Dedicated Websites===&lt;br /&gt;
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*[http://chaptermasterdev.blogspot.com/ The old dev blog]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://tgchaptermaster.freeforums.org/ The old dev forum]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=142620.1710/ Current Dev Forum]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Gallery==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:Ultimate UI.jpg|An old concept on how it would play.&lt;br /&gt;
File:UI Sidebar Ultimate.jpg |Moar concept art.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Ironheart&#039;s Game Over Screenshot.jpeg|The Emperor hates you. Please die.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Ultras Sprites Complete.png |Everyone&#039;s favorite chapter, pixelated.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Master of the Forge Sprite.png |This guy hates you. Appease him with Archeotech!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Deathwatch Sprite.png |Kill xenos, get bitches.&lt;br /&gt;
File:1318016194867.jpg |A typical example of play...once.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Boku no pico.png |Read the thread/FAQ/Manual. You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Ultramarines fixed.png|Fixed it!&lt;br /&gt;
File:CM_Banner.png|CM lives!&lt;br /&gt;
File:More imperial than atoms.png|Might need to change the tile to &amp;quot;Regiment Master.&amp;quot; at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;
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==See also==&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Chapter Master]], the leader of a Space Marine Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Warhammer 40,000]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Homebrew Rules]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Awesome]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:4chan]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Video_Games]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Warhammer 40,000: Space Marine</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;2601:585:8301:76D0:F861:31C5:4017:D763: /* Things that Suck */&lt;/p&gt;
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[[File:Space Marine poster.jpg|550px|thumb|center|Where he&#039;s going, you won&#039;t need eyes...]]&lt;br /&gt;
Space Marine is a 3rd-person video game which is featured on the PC, the [[/v/|ECKSBAWKS 360, and the PS3]]. Its genre is a hybrid of shooting and hack and slash. It was released on September 6, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Plot ==&lt;br /&gt;
The [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2o-LmI3kiE&amp;amp;|The story] is set on the Forgeworld of Graia. It&#039;s being invaded by Orks who wish to loot the shit out of it; weapons, ammunition, vehicles, you name it. Rather surprisingly, the Orks have an actual objective this time: to steal a Warlord-class Titan of the Morning Star Legion &amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:green;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;(cuz iz ded shooty)&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;, an idea the Imperium isn&#039;t overly fond of. At first, the 203rd Cadian regiment was sent in to reinforce the forgeworld&#039;s defenses, but were eventually overwhelmed and pushed into a desperate defensive posture due to the Orks shooting down the majority of their support craft and simply outnumbering them by 100:1. Captain Titus and a small force of [[Ultramarines]] are then sent to hold back the invading Orks with the help of what&#039;s left of the Guard while the liberation fleet is on its way. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Forces of Chaos also have a part to play, and are led by a Terminator sorcerer lord named Nemeroth. They&#039;re basically here to open a warp portal using an heretically radical device to both turn Graia into a daemon world and also so Nemeroth can become a Daemon Prince. And unlike previous games, this features actual traitor guardsmen, not the &amp;quot;we&#039;ve recently converted to chaos and we&#039;re here as fodder&amp;quot; guardsmen featured in Dawn of War, fuck no, these are kickass [[Lost and the Damned]] guardsmen.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not surprisingly, [[Blood Ravens|BLOD REHVENS]] play a role, set against Chaos as they were seen holding the initial incursion, though they only appear in brief cameo. If the game is set after [[Dawn of War II|DoWII]] then we will see [[Gabriel Angelos|Gabe&#039;s]] reforms in action, which is nice (if the Marine ending in Retribution takes place).&lt;br /&gt;
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== Gameplay ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:SpaceMarinePCBig.jpg|300px|right|thumb|Captain Titus vs EVERYTHING]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Commissar Fuklaw|No cover system. As a man from Relic said: &amp;quot;cover is for pussies&amp;quot;. Space Marines are too awesome to be cowering behind cover]]. As a Space Marine, you are given enhanced regenerative abilities and an Iron Halo shield (due to your status as Captain). There are also brutal kills which the player can do to make the enemy&#039;s deaths more humorous/gory (to regain health like a man and to show-off the awesomeness of the Angels of Death, of course). Since you are playing as a Space Marine (and better yet, a veteran of 200 years of battle) you could easily kill thousands of Orks with just a simple vertical slash.&lt;br /&gt;
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That being said, the Forces of Chaos are a lot tougher. Traitor guardsmen are still as weak as ordinary Ork sluggas and shootas, but are quite tactical, being able to organize and &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;plan strategies&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; spam grenades like they&#039;re playing a Call of Duty game. Corrupted psykers can spawn enemies and easily kill you from afar. Khorne Bloodletters can teleport, making it hard for you to shoot them, deal massive amounts of damage and can withstand quite a bit themselves. Chaos Space Marines are far more deadly. They pack weapons that are functionally the same as yours are by far the most durable enemies, and they have regenerating shields like you do.&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of having regenerating health like every other shooter out there, you can only regenerate health by stunning enemies and [[Awesome|FATALITY-ing them Mortal Kombat-style]]. Additionally, &#039;&#039;Space Marine&#039;&#039; features a Fury system, which allows you to slow time when aiming a ranged weapon or to unleash a devastating melee attack (provided that you filled up the fury bar by killing enemies of course). While Titus&#039; starting equipment consists of a bolt pistol and combat knife, weapons can range from bolters to lascannons to plasma guns to thunder hammers. You also get to take jump packs which allows you to fly and make an assault jump, which allows you to create an AoE explosion by violently landing in a position of your choosing, though this does restrict your loadouts to only melee weapons and bolters.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Captain Titus]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A Captain of the Ultramarines Chapter and their last hope of finally getting some &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;badass&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; redemption of any kind. He is sent with his company of Ultramarines to prevent an Ork Waaagh!! from looting a forgeworld. It should be noted that his character was first seen as bald but was changed to have a shaved head in the early trailers. He was finally changed to a standard space marine HAIR-etic. He is voiced by Mark Strong. Yes...&#039;&#039;&#039;HE&#039;S VOICED BY FUCKING MARK MOTHERFUCKING STRONG!&#039;&#039;&#039; He looks kinda like Proteus from Ultramarines the Movie, excluding the longer hair and the better looking armor decor. Despite being a shrewd commander, he is looked upon with suspicion by some of his fellow Ultramarines after being the only surviving battle-brother from a battle with a Chaos Sorcerer. Deep strike is his favorite entry tactic as shown by his affinity of jumping out of vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;
**At the end of the game, it&#039;s shown to the player that he does indeed possess an unnatural resistance to the warp, likely a result of his massive [[blackstone]] balls. Unfortunately, Leandros doesn&#039;t know that (the faithless cur), and since Titus is the only smurf &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;with something vaguely resembling a clue&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; who&#039;s realized that honor has a time and place, he gets roped in by the Inquisition on suspicion of &#039;&#039;&#039;HERESY!&#039;&#039;&#039; Thankfully, Thrax doesn&#039;t take his gun, implying that he isn&#039;t buying it... but that still means a certain newbie smurf is going to have a very long discussion on the merits of trust with a power fist, right after the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;anal probing&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; tests of faith are done.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Veteran Sergeant Sidonus&#039;&#039;&#039; - A slightly grumpy smurf, Sidonus is a veteran of the Ultramarines and designated comedian of the squad, delivering dry humor to the heart of the enemy when necessary (or when not so necessary). He is said to have battled Tyranids, Orks, Eldar, Chaos space Marines and Necrons during his centuries of battle. Quite badass, &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;for an&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; like all old Adeptus Astartes. He also has a bionic arm after getting his real one nom&#039;d by Tyranids [[Tarkus|(Wait, I think I&#039;ve already heard something like this...)]]. Also lost his eye and half of his face when an Eldar weapon blew up in his face [[Huron Blackheart|(... and something like this too...)]]. Decided not to get reconstructive surgery done, opting instead to leave the scars because it looks badass.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lawful Stupid|Brother Leandros]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A newly recruited Ultramarine clinging to his shortened copy of the [[Codex Astartes]] and behaves as a typical Wardian-era smurf. He is the youngest of the squad, being only 75 years old (which is considered young by Space Marine standards) yet he has one of the highest honors that a chapter can bestow (&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;that, ironically enough, seems to be missing from Sidonus&#039; power armor mantle as a &#039;&#039;veteran&#039;&#039;, it is assumed that he is trained in the use of terminator armour, like all 1st company &#039;&#039;veterans&#039;&#039;)&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; except the Crux Terminatus is a award, so he should still have been carrying it, Terminator honors. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Titus probably took his, so now he&#039;s mad at him for it... perhaps a little too mad...&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Second Lieutenant Miranda Nero&#039;&#039;&#039; - Being the only loyalist commissioned officer left, Mira leads what remains of the 203rd Cadian that was reassigned to Graia. Turns out they went too far out into the green sea and got cut off from supplies and support. She seems to share [[Merrick]]&#039;s view of placing the lives of her men above the Imperium. &#039;&#039;&#039;HERESY!!!&#039;&#039;&#039; The fact that she&#039;s holding the entire operation together despite being just a lieutenant impresses even Titus.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Inquisitor Jean-Baptiste Emanuel &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Zorg&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Skrillex&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Drogan&#039;&#039;&#039; - The Inquisitor. He looks like he hasn&#039;t slept in a week (which is understandable, given that he&#039;s fighting both an Ork [[WAAAGH]] and [[Chaos Space Marine]]s), and his hair is really dirty and emo looking. He also has a metal plate attached to the right side of his head. Must be a radical. He&#039;s also &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREMELY&#039;&#039;&#039; obsessed with killing xenos due to him being previously tortured by xenos (&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;possibly [[Dark Eldar]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;) Yeah, because we know that anyone can escape from Commoragh) for several years. During his time on Graia, his &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; obsession made him create mysterious experimental weapons in hopes of getting revenge, and one of these experiments included a portal that led to &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; consequences. This is due to the fact that the forces of chaos used said portal to enter the forge world, &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039;ly. His eyes also lit up during a cutscene. MUST BE A HERETIC. BIG TWEEST. HE&#039;S A PUPPET FOR THE LORD SORCERER.......... Okay it isn&#039;t that simple. Turns our he had a &amp;quot;subject&amp;quot; delivered to his laboratory to test his shiny new weapon on, the &amp;quot;subject&amp;quot;, turned out to be a daemon which escaped, and proceeded to buttrape poor Drogan (all the backstory is in the audio logs). Since this daemon read the fluff, he&#039;s decided that &#039;&#039;maybe&#039;&#039; the &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; factions have a bit more pull, so he pretends to be &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nemeroth|Lord Nemeroth]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A Chaos Terminator Sorcerer Lord and the &#039;&#039;&#039;Big Bad&#039;&#039;&#039; of the game. He is possibly the Sorcerer Titus &amp;quot;killed&amp;quot; previously. He leads a warband consisting of [[Chaos Marines]], Khornate [[bloodletters]], [[Blight Drones]], and Tzeentch psychers (presumably the forces of [[slaanesh]] were left out so as to avoid an adults only rating in America). He also proves Relics infinite creativity at naming characters, for the difference between him and Eliphas&#039; nagging wife is but two wretched letters. Also found a way around the of the Squishy Wizard law, because he wears &#039;&#039;&#039;TERMINATOR ARMOR&#039;&#039;&#039;. Still got beat up by an Ork wearing almost no armour, though. Titus manages to defeat Nemeroth because the latter forgot to wear a helmet (then again, so does Titus).  Shame, too, because he was just at the doorstep of becoming a [[Daemon Prince]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Warboss Grimskull]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  - He is the Ork Warboss leading his Ork [[WAAAGH]]!!! on Graia with the intention of stealing the planet&#039;s Titans. Later on, he becomes interested in the power source Titus and Inquisitor Drogan possess. He ain&#039;t so easy to kill.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Inquisitor Thrax&#039;&#039;&#039; - The inquisitor that appears at the end of the game, where his name was mentioned on the monitor for the status on Graia. He came to take Titus heresy investigation after Leandros&#039; accusation. Was likely planned to be a major character in the sequel, but that unfortunately never came to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Things that rock ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Angry marine by mysteryone617-d3j5gzj.png|300px|thumb|The official sequel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Seemingly a better game than that [[Warhammer 40,000: Fire Warrior]] where you play as a [[Tau|Space Communist]] on his first day of duty, who is apparently a one man (well, xenos) army that could single-handedly kill genetically modified super soldiers, &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;a daemon prince&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; TWO Daemon Princes and a greater daemon of [[Tzeentch]]. lolwut?&lt;br /&gt;
* You get to play as a Space Marine.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Bolter]]s that work as they should i.e. a big badass cannon of a gun that can rip an Ork&#039;s arms off with exploding rocket-propelled rounds. &lt;br /&gt;
* Guardsmen who fight alongside you have balls of steel, they rarely fall back. (Which makes crunch sense: with a Space Marine Captain alongside them, they too SHALL KNOW NO FEAR!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Orks (this time they actually look like a credible treat, not just dumb drunk ape-brawlers on steroids)&lt;br /&gt;
* Captain Titus isn&#039;t a total Mary Sue like the rest of this Chapter, even going so far to say that the [[Codex Astartes]] is just a guidebook and not meant to be taken literally. Thus: FUCK YOU MATT WARD. &lt;br /&gt;
* NO REALLY FUCK YOU MATT WARD&lt;br /&gt;
* Hilarious amounts of blood, dismemberment, and all other forms of gore you could imagine. [[Khorne]] would probably favor this game, even if you do play an Ultramarine.&lt;br /&gt;
* Executions (like the sync kills in DoW, which you can do to a stunned enemy) are actually required for you to restore your health, rather than going around and picking up medpacks, ducking in a corner and letting your wounds heal like magic, or some other unmanly method. Ensuring that playing longer requires you to give those guys screaming at you a good ol&#039; fashion Chainsword enema, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
* Chaos Space Marines.&lt;br /&gt;
* BLOODLETTERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
* You pick up an [[Autocannon]] in &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;one&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; TWO levels. &lt;br /&gt;
[[File:The weak.jpg|300px|right|thumb|One is running away from the enemy, the other is running &#039;&#039;&#039;INTO&#039;&#039;&#039; the enemy. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Which do you think is loyal to the Emprah?&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Another difference: one is a genetically modified super soldier with a FUCKHEUGE power armor and Ultrasmurf plot armor, the other is a normal man with a cardboard armor and a flashlight. Both are facing [[Angry Marines|angry]] green warmongers. Which do you think has [[Imperial Guard|balls of steel]]?]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Mark Strong (who you may remember from his previous roles starring in Rocknrolla, Kickass, Robin Hood, Stardust and Sherlock Holmes) as the voice of Captain Titus.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;JUMP PACKS.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Out of fuel. (They be awesome while they last though)&lt;br /&gt;
* Pre-Order skins for [[Black Templars]], [[Blood Ravens]], [[Space Wolves]], &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Iron Hands]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; [[Iron Warriors]] and [[Emperor&#039;s Children]].&lt;br /&gt;
* Apparently, even the games demo would destroy a PC&#039;s motherboard due to its extreme epicness. Watch here for proof [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=47PDV9Rcjv4]&lt;br /&gt;
*  Co-op comes in the form a 4-player Horde mode.&lt;br /&gt;
* Standard multiplayer is Chaos vs. Spess Mehrens. Fuck yes.&lt;br /&gt;
* You get to paint your own multiplayer character, much like the army painter system in DoWII. You also get to pick your own loadout.&lt;br /&gt;
*Cock of Duty-like perks. Yes, multiplayer perks. However some of them are cool and are named after rules from the TT game, Most make sense, others are FUCKING STUPID (see bottom of next list). One real nice thing about the perks is that you can use them along with your tailored loadout in EXTERMINATUS.&lt;br /&gt;
**Said mode brings together 4 battle brothers able to act essentially like mini-Tituses, healing at ridiculous rates with Zeal, Larraman&#039;s Blessing or Iron Halo and slaughtering 20 waves worth of orks and one of chaos (or guardsmen, for Chaos Unleashed players)&lt;br /&gt;
*Livery changes for the single player are widely available for free. If you still hate the smurfs, you can easily change that by playing something like the [[Black Templars]] or [[Angry Marines]]. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;are unlocked at level 5 and only affect multiplayer. Enjoy your smurfs.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt; ACTUALLY:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; whilst it is true that customization options are only available from level 4 onwards, there are unofficial modifications available for livery changes for a great number of chapters in single player. (see: http://forums.relicnews.com/showthread.php?262044-Space-Marine-Custom-Titus-Skins-Armour-of-Angelos)&lt;br /&gt;
*After release fans wouldn&#039;t stop bitching (read flooding the official forums) asking for a mute all button in the multiplayer lobby. A couple weeks later an update included the mute all button, in short &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;THEY [[Gets_shit_done|GET SHIT DONE]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*New DLC just added [[Dreadnought]]s (AKA ungodly walking rape machine).&lt;br /&gt;
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== Things that Suck ==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cadians are portrayed as pussies who have to rely on the Smurfs to get anything done, with the sole exception of Mira. Someone at Relic mistakenly believed that Cadians are just another one of those regiments that rely purely on numbers to get shit done. In reality, with all the training from birth and living next to the Eye of Terror things, they should be telling the Orks where to shove it and Chaos forces whose dicks to suck. (While outnumbered at least 100 to 1 and cut off from resupply? ESPECIALLY when outnumbered and undersuplied, CADIA LIVES!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Explosions look like total ASS. While the texture work on the game is extremely detailed, they apparently skimped on their pyrotechnic effects. Some of the smoke and explosion effects look like they came off a PS1 game. This is painfully jarring in the opening aerial battle between the navy and the Orks.&lt;br /&gt;
* Ultrasmurfs. (Bear in mind though, you would probably bitch about it if they mentioned any other chapter as &amp;quot;the greatest of them all&amp;quot;. [[Ultramarines:The_Movie|Observe]]). However, it could be argued that part of the joy of the badassery of Captain Titus is that he lends credit to that stereotype.&lt;br /&gt;
* While &amp;quot;Cover is for Pussies&amp;quot; is a manly mechanic, being able to fire from cover while being pinned by tons of Ork Shootas and Chaos Havocs in unreachable positions wouldn&#039;t be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;
** Don&#039;t forget the waves of renegade guardsmen who posses an inexhaustible supply of grenades that they lob at you without hesitation. This alone makes it nearly impossible to complete the later chapters without abusing cover and Lascannon camping.&lt;br /&gt;
*No awesome executions in multiplayer. Multiplayer executions were dropped because it would leave you vulnerable while performing it and [[Matt Ward|some people]] would get upset at seeing their marine having their organs torn out. This leaves one wondering why it wouldn&#039;t be left in as an optional humiliation move.&lt;br /&gt;
**More baffling is that it is being left out of the upcoming co-op as well for the exact same reasons, despite it being in singleplayer, meaning you can only regain health by [[Gay|hiding in cover while your health regenerates.]][[Derp| &amp;quot;Cover is for the weak&amp;quot; indeed.]]&lt;br /&gt;
***Further undermined by the fact that not taking cover against Tankbustaz will get you killed in a ludicrously quick-and-dirty way, as will charging into a pack of Traitor Guardsmen whilst they burn you alive in your artificer armor with volleys of [[Lasgun|flashlight]] fire.&lt;br /&gt;
* Explaining things to the newbs.&lt;br /&gt;
*There is NOBODY in fucking multiplayer, seriously, I&#039;ve fucking waited for hours.&lt;br /&gt;
* They wanted to cast Sean Pertwee (Who played Governor Severus in Fire Warrior) as one of the characters, but they already had enough VA&#039;s. Not having Sean Pertwee in a Warhammer game, or film, is just plain wrong (though they do express desire to cast him in a possible sequel). &#039;&#039;&#039;UNFORTUNATELY!&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;THQ said that there won&#039;t be a sequel. [[Rage|FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;There might be a sequel, apparently, but only if THQ doesn&#039;t collapse in on itself like a super-massive star due to all its debt.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; THQ just went belly-up. The sequel&#039;s destiny is now in the hands of Sega....Emperor preserve us all.&lt;br /&gt;
* Another 40k game about some Space Marine snowflake. See Ultrasmurfs. But on the bright side, only Leandros acts like the generic Mary sue Ultramarine, Titus and Sidonus are, more-or-less likable, even by those with a slight distaste for the Ultramarines.&lt;br /&gt;
* Not enough choppy. For a game that relies a lot on melee combat, not a lot of actual melee weapons to go around, only a knife (Which you can only use at the beginning of the game), chainsword, power axe, and thunder hammer and additionally, sync-kills are fairly limited for each one and starts to get &amp;quot;meh&amp;quot; after a few playthroughs. Given 40K&#039;s extensive armory of choppy choppas, you would think Relic could include more things like more power swords, fists and claws, eviscerator chainswords (And a large two-handed, flamer-toting chainsword would have been emprah-like to have), or just more sync-kills for said 4 weapons so players would have more variety in the amount of gore present.&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.spacemarine.com/blog-post/warhammer-40000-space-marine-e3-game-demo-walkthrough Apparently, melta guns are shotguns now and the Lascannon is some kind of retarded sniper rifle with slow-mo.]&lt;br /&gt;
**&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Matt Ward|Sounds somehow familiar, no?]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; The Meltas are only shotguns as far as digital [[crunch]] is concerned; they&#039;re still burning death rays fluff-wise, disintegrating tons of orks and even daemons in one shot. As for the Lascannons, they aren&#039;t any more or less of a sniper weapon here than they are on the tabletop (basically an anti-materiel rifle, except on super grimdark space steroids).  Neither of them do a lot against Dreads, which is bullshit. The lascannon has a minor mitigation in that Titus doesn&#039;t have the accompanying power-backpack, which could understandably make each shot less powerful.&lt;br /&gt;
*Games consist of melta, plasma cannon, stormbolter, or vengeance launcher spam, the few players who disdain cheap tactics (oddly the ps3 space wolves champion this view) lose on principle unless they&#039;re banned in a tournament or are a cheating fuck named jwolf96 who bolt pistols you with a headshot WHILE JUMPING AROUND AS ASSAULT.EVERY TIME.hax.&lt;br /&gt;
*No [[Flamer]]s. (melta gun doesn&#039;t count)&lt;br /&gt;
*No [[Grav-Weaponry]]. (No halofags the Thunder Hammer is &#039;&#039;&#039;not&#039;&#039;&#039; a grav-weapon)&lt;br /&gt;
*Gears of War fanboys constantly saying that the game is a copy of Gears of War, even though it&#039;s a hack and slash shooter hybrid that does not feature a cover system (GOW is like a ducking simulator). They&#039;re also too magnificently retarded to realize that Warhammer 40,000 came Waaaaaaaaayyyyy before Gears of War. Not to mention the [[Space Marines]] of 40k inspired the giant space marine with the huge weapons.&lt;br /&gt;
*FUCKING audio stutter during times where you&#039;re battling hordes of enemies (which, in a hack-and-slash game, happens all the time). It&#039;s revealed that this is not hardware related as even those with high-powered machines and updated drivers also suffer from this. Relic might provide a fix for this but some are shifty about this, fearing that they might pull off the old [[Dawn of War]] ignorance on this game too. If you want a slightly acceptable temporary fix for this that doesn&#039;t require you playing this game in silence, infinitely loop a battle theme of your choosing on your music player such as [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MRiU2N03Rzs Requiem for a Tower] while playing, set your volume to a level of your choosing, and gleefully continue hacking your opponents to shreds and curb-stomping them to paste. If you need the voices for tactical input, just enable subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;
*Shitty voice acting from anyone who is not a space marine (or lieutenant mira) &lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbiqNn6LxFM Shitty fucking lag that has remained unfixed over a month after its released], ergo consigning the game to the dustbin as new Vidya Gaems that are frankly better than it are released.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Only five maps, all of which encourage outright camping and grenade spam.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; They&#039;re releasing more maps every few months.&lt;br /&gt;
*Matchmaking sucks a bag of dicks the size of a [[Nurgle|Great Unclean One]].&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Devastator Marines are vastly more powerful than all other Marines, and it&#039;s possible to circumvent the Heavy Bolter&#039;s setup time by switching to/from your pistol. The switch-setup was fixed in a patch, but Devastators are still infinitely superior to anything any other Marine class can do damage-wise Assault/Raptor with thunder hammer/daemon maul with Killing Blow. Nuff said.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Plus the inability to dodge effectively, (Learn to combat roll, dumbass. Saves my bacon all the time.) slow recharge times on armor and health, and the fact that one shot from a tactical marine&#039;s plasma gun will melt your shit instantly balances it out. N00bs need to STFU and get some skill and stop whining. Also, unlike Raptors/Assault Marines, Devastators can&#039;t FLY.&lt;br /&gt;
*There were originally going to be Combi-Weapons in the game, but it was scrapped.&lt;br /&gt;
*Environments need more variety. A lot more variety. The game really doesn&#039;t start shaking shit up until about halfway through. Till then, everything is cityscape type level killing a bunch of Orks.&lt;br /&gt;
*On the console versions, accusations of Standbying (abusing host lag) are &#039;&#039;rampant&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Makes no fucking sense from a chronological perspective - Graia was OMNOMNOM&#039;d by the [[Tyranids]] (caught in the path of the initial Hive Fleet that approached Macragge) long before the events of Dawn of War and Dawn of War 2 - meaning that Titus&#039; victory was ultimately a pyrrhic one, unless there&#039;s another Graia out there in the Imperium of Man. It&#039;s an alternate timeline, and it takes place on a different Graia (this particular Graia is located in the Segmentum Tempestus, not Ultima Segmentum). You can tell because Titus is the Captain of the Ultramarine&#039;s Second Company instead of Sicarius and Titan Invictus wasn&#039;t destroyed in the 13th Black Crusade (which was way before Dawn of War).&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
**It takes place some time into M42, and it&#039;s a different Graia. Evidence: In Ultramarines: The Movie, Captain Severus was 2nd Company Captain, and the film took place after the battle for Macragge given their WE MARCH FOR MACRAGGE creed. Sicarius is either dead or been promoted by now. With Severus dead by the hands of the Daemon, Titus becomes his successor. Further proof comes from the Blood Ravens appearance. Hive Fleet Leviathan, a splinter of which was defeated by the Magpies in DOW2, showed up in the final years of M41. Given that Retribution takes place 11 years after that, and Titus mentions the Aurelian Crusades, Relic has left the 41st Millennium behind. In four games, Relic has pushed further with the 40K timeline than Games Workshop has in twenty years.&lt;br /&gt;
***This is more or less confirmed by 8th edition. Cato Sicarius gets lost in the Warp at one point, so naturally they would have promoted someone else (namely Titus) to fill in. Sure the [[Great Rift]] doesn&#039;t appear on the map in the intro, but it hadn&#039;t been made up yet IRL, what are you gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;
* Not enough Ham. From the company that brought such gems as &amp;quot;BEAR WITNESS TO MY ASCENSION!!!!&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! LET THE GALAXY BURN!&amp;quot;, it&#039;s a bit of a letdown when &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;even the Orks sound bored&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; you call &amp;quot;GIT OFF MAH SHIP, SPACE MUHREEN!!&amp;quot; bored? Calm Space Marines are boring Space Marines. Shout your litanies to the Emperor, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Butthurt|Multiplayer perks. COCK OF DUTY MODERN SHITFUCK ANNOYING FUCKING &#039;MARTYRDOM&#039; RIPOFF. Yes. Your armor&#039;s power-pack/jump-pack EXPLODES with a ludicrous kill zone. FUCKING ANNOYING.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;]] The noobs want perks deal with it. [[Skub|GIT GUD STOP WHINING.]]&lt;br /&gt;
**&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;this game is Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 with bigger guys for you.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; {{HERESY &#039;&#039;&#039;BLAM&#039;&#039;&#039;}}&lt;br /&gt;
* Multiplayer: MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. NOW I LAG LOLOLOLOLOL. But this comes as a result of no dedicated servers due to a small playerbase. (One player goes as far as to call Host Migrations &amp;quot;Warp Storms&amp;quot; over voice chat, due to the seeming level of warp-dickery behind their timing.)&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Butthurt|Dreadnoughts are unstoppable rape machines that will steamroll the entire enemy team by themselves unless it is made up entirely of devastator marines (RELIC SUCKS AT BALANCE!)]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; the concept of game balance is bullshit. [[Skub|GIT GUD STOP WHINING.]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Final boss fight with Nemeroth is disappointing. Instead of having a proper fight like against Grimskull, it&#039;s just a quick-time event. While being sort of epic the first time you play it (You &#039;&#039;are&#039;&#039; falling down a space elevator, after all) it gets repetitive and boring in following play-throughs. Also, you can spam all three of the required inputs at once with no penalty.&lt;br /&gt;
** And to get to the irritating button mash you have to drudge through a long and annoying fight with his OP minions.&lt;br /&gt;
*Good luck finding a game that&#039;s on any of the DLC stuff, or outside of the original five maps, You won&#039;t find any matches that aren&#039;t Seize Ground or Annihilation. We seriously need a new Space Marine game.&lt;br /&gt;
* There&#039;s no-one fucking playing multiplayer anymore&lt;br /&gt;
* We&#039;re never gonna get a sequel :c&lt;br /&gt;
* A squad of [[Sternguard Veterans]] or [[Terminators]] could have solved both the Orc and Chaos problems in under thirty minutes. A squad of each should have been aboard the [[Strike Cruiser]] in orbit. Deamon Prince Nemeroth whiled on by Assault Terminators led by Titus would have been [[funny]] and [[awesome]] to see.&lt;br /&gt;
* Your a dwarf in a barrel.&lt;br /&gt;
* Exterminatus glitching the fuck out.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Downloadable Content ==&lt;br /&gt;
The game is constantly being supported and so much new content has been added over the past few months, it&#039;s astonishing. New content includes new modes such as capture the flag mode, capture and control, and dreadnought assault. New maps have been released, and previous pre-order only skins are now available to buy (including new ones such as the Legion of the Damned skin-YEAH!) Below is a list of all the dlc you can buy now (some of which is free by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Exterminatus&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: This is a free update that added co-op to the game. A much needed add-on. Let&#039;s you play as Loyalist Marines in a team of four vs hordes of orks. Fun and crazy, (SPOILER!) final round is a bonus round against Chaos (end of spoiler.) Can use all your multiplayer loadouts and gain experience as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Chaos Unleashed&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: You can now play as Chaos Space Marines in the Exterminatus game mode. Gameplay wise it isn&#039;t different from the Loyalist version, but new enemies along with the ol&#039; ORKS are present. These new enemies are the Imperial Guard and the orks get a new unit (read ork entry below.) Oh yeah and we can now KILLZ US SOME SPACE MARINES! ULTRAMARINES TO BOOT!&lt;br /&gt;
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**IG units include: regular shock troops with lasguns, veterans with chainswords (yes you read that right), sanctioned Imperial psykers who can also tackle stun you, troops with melta guns and troops with grenade launchers.&lt;br /&gt;
**Apart from the IG forces the Orks have their old units returning with the addition of KILLA KANZ coming in during the bonus round! [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WY2sni61dms The start of the bonus round and how fucking tough it is.] &lt;br /&gt;
**Yes, space marines are part of the enemy now, and they are tough as hell to kill. If anyone made it to the bonus chaos round for the loyalists, they will know. They have the same armor and health as the CSM of that bonus round, but come standard in every arena (during the later half usually.) You need to work together as a team to take them down, if not you&#039;ll get overwhelmed pretty easily. They have the tactical marines, assault marines without jump packs (Thank the Dark Gods) and devastators with plasma cannons (That can fuck your shit in case you allow them to fire a volley)&lt;br /&gt;
**Three new maps including Habs Ablaze, Station Tertius and Aquila Canyon. This dlc also includes new achievements and trophies. &lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Capture the flag (free update)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: Regular run of the mill capture the capture the flag mode. Unfortunately, devolves into everyone camping their sides to defend their flags and going long range. &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;IF&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; you&#039;ve got balls of steel. then charge the other side to scare the hell out of them. Preferably use the Assault Marine with a hammer and &amp;quot;Death from above&amp;quot; upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Capture and control&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Currently playing. Will update soon.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Sadly, due to bad matchmaking and division of map rotations, I cannot find a game to play of this mode. Will try to update soon. If anyone else has, you obviously have the right to update it on your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dreadnought Assault&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: Probably the most controversial of the game modes. This player has already played it and highly recommends it. But the playerbase is apparently divided. Basically, you have to capture the Dreadnought capture point and as soon as it is captured, a teammate that is inside the point will be chosen to pilot the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;suit&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; rape machine (at random? no idea. Needs confirmation.) You have to use the dreadnought to &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;capture the other points&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; assrape the other team. It is an ungodly powerful machine with a lot of health and you gain the auto/assaultcannon, powerfist/claw (both former weapons for loyalists and latter for Chaos, the auto-cannon and assault cannon are the weapons that differ from their counterpart on the other side, with the auto having lower RoF but higher damage per shot, and the assault having higher RoF but less damage per shot, but both fire rapidly enough to be used the same way), and meltagun. Obviously becomes a fire magnet and players will mostly use &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;devastators&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Thunderhammers/Power Mauls on it. (contrary to tabletop, DEVASTATORS/HAVOCS CAN&#039;T SCRATCH THE DAMN DREADNOUGHT) Comes with appropriate skins for Chaos and Loyalist marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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**Includes three new maps as well; Desolation, Dome Mechanicus and Chem Refinery. New achievements/trophies also included.&lt;br /&gt;
**Has apparently vanished into the ether on the Xbox marketplace and is no longer available (on that system at least). Perhaps the playerbase bitched too much?&lt;br /&gt;
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*As said before, pre-order skins are now available, including some new ones. Just to get you drooling, Iron Hands and Death Guard armor. OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Subsection F, article U:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;+[ How to destroy the Dreadnought ]+&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As tested by two players, one yours truly, there is a limited number of options when it comes to dealing with an enemy Dreadnought. &lt;br /&gt;
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#Lascannons do minimal damage. Headshots can do some decent damage - but it&#039;s finicky due to lag and a weird head hitbox (especially since the extra-damage weak point on the Dreadnought is the engine at the back, not the head, oops).&lt;br /&gt;
#Stalker Bolter is more reliable, but nowhere near as good against the Dread. Works well on its escorts, though.&lt;br /&gt;
#Heavy Bolter can damage it but it takes a lot of shots, and the Dread *will* return fire at the first opportunity and fuck your ass. Fire and move.&lt;br /&gt;
#[[What|Meltaguns do nothing.]] Avoid. (They take off exactly 10% of the Dreadnought&#039;s health from pointblank range, make of this what you will).&lt;br /&gt;
#Grenades only annoy it, but Flash Grenades can blind it for a second.&lt;br /&gt;
#Devastator stomp does nothing (and if you were trying to do this in the first place, [[Tau|gb2Tau]]).&lt;br /&gt;
#Plasma Guns and Pistols do absolutely nothing unless charged, and are questionably useful if charged. The &amp;quot;Sticky&amp;quot; charged shot though is great for drawing a Dread&#039;s attention, and can do a bit of damage to help out or soften it up prior to an attack.&lt;br /&gt;
#A Dread&#039;s close combat arm will put your head through your ass and send you flying in one hit.&lt;br /&gt;
#The Dreadnought has its own Iron Halo shield, but only for one charge that lasts for about 30 seconds. When activated, the Dreadnought strikes a distinctive pose while its arm glows. Firing at it now is a waste of ammo and your life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your destructive answer in this case is PLASMA, followed by VENGEANCE LAUNCHER. Plasma cannons are the only heavy weapon that will reliably do anything of relevance to the Dreadnought, and it takes around 10 shots. The only option other than Plasma Cannons are the Vengeance Launcher and the Thunderhammer/Power Maul. The former will do in a Dread in about 12 shots; the latter, if you have the Killing Blow perk, will make quick work of the Dreadnought.&lt;br /&gt;
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Devastators:&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;USE PLASMA CANNONS AT RANGE.&#039;&#039;&#039; Fire a barrage and fuck off. Watch for return fire, the Assault Cannon/Reaper Autocannon have a hellish rate of fire and will tear you to shreds.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;ALTERNATELY, USE HEAVY BOLTER AND CAMP TACTICAL LOCATIONS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Heavy Bolter can rack up insane damage very, very quickly and can easily wipe a squad of Escorts if you set up correctly. Surprisingly, the Heavy Bolter can also do a lot of damage to the Dread if it doesn&#039;t get a chance to return fire (I.E. it has its attention held by Plasma Cannoneers and the like).&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;LASCANNON ONLY IF YOU&#039;RE THE HOST.&#039;&#039;&#039; Lag makes Lascannon headshots completely unreliable unless you&#039;re the host, and turns the potential the Lascannon has against both the Dread and its escorts to functionally nil. If you &#039;&#039;are&#039;&#039; the host, feel free to use the Lascannon, as it can damage the Dreadnought (not as much as the Plasma Cannon though) and easily wipe the Escorts out. Generally though, you will want one of the other Heavy weapons (again, mostly Plasma Cannons).&lt;br /&gt;
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#&#039;&#039;&#039;DRAW SOME ATTENTION WITH THE PLASMA PISTOL.&#039;&#039;&#039; The Plasma Pistol&#039;s virtually worthless damage-wise against the Dread, but a charged shot will stick to it, fuck up its vision for a half-second or so, and rattle around its aim a bit. Consider a Plas Pistol charged shot when you need to get the Dread&#039;s attention and keep it from a safer distance.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;SWORDS AND CHAINSWORDS, LEAD THE WAY.&#039;&#039;&#039; Combine a Sword (Chain or Power) with Swordsman&#039;s Zeal and Combat Drugs. You&#039;ll generally not do any appreciable damage to the Dreadnought, but that isn&#039;t the point: You can use this combo to land next to a Dread, get in a swipe or two on either it or its escorts, and fuck off, potentially drawing fire and attention away from much more important matters (like the Devastators your team has lining up shots). Note, however, that if you delay or the enemy team is smart, you will wind up a bloody smear on the floor. If not on active Dread attention-getting duty, help cap points and deal with the escorts.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;AXES ARE RISKY BUSINESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Axeman&#039;s Zeal offers bigger damage chunks and the same delicious healing, and works the same way as the Sword/Chainsword tactic above, but it leaves you open more. Bear this in mind. If you&#039;re not that good with the Axe, leave it at home.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;THUNDER HAMMER/DAEMON MAUL - THE KILLING BLOW.&#039;&#039;&#039; Killing Blow helps. A &#039;&#039;fucking&#039;&#039; lot. Without this perk, you can still wreck up the Dreadnought, but not by yourself. Two or more Assaults with hammers and the Dreadnought is [[Ork|proppa]] fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;SUICIDE IS PAINLESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s a dick move, but loading up with Final Vengeance Assaults can do some good damage to the Dreadnought if absolutely every other fucking tactic fails. Fly in, spam grenades, Swing Sword/Axe/Hammer until killed, die on purpose, explode.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tacticals:&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;PLASMA GUN IS AN OKAY CHOICE I GUESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Similar to the Plasma Pistol, you aren&#039;t taking the Plasma Gun for the damage, even though it is a little higher than the Plasma Pistol&#039;s and it can damage the Dread better. The main advantage is punching the fucking escorts with it, or sticking charged shots to the Dread itself to draw attention, damage it a little, and throw off its aim. Fire off a shot, then get the fuck out of dodge.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;HELP CAP FUCKING POINTS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Damned things won&#039;t handle themselves, and you need &#039;em to win.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;MOST OF YOUR WEAPONRY WON&#039;T HURT THE DREADNOUGHT.&#039;&#039;&#039; The Tactical has &#039;&#039;one&#039;&#039; weapon that can contribute to a fight with the Dreadnought, and it&#039;s also the one weapon almost fucking nobody uses: The Vengeance Launcher. It takes about 12-14 shots given ideal aim, but the Vengeance Launcher &#039;&#039;can&#039;&#039; kill the Dreadnought. Working in teams, this can actually be just as effective as Plasma Cannon spamming - do note that it holds much less ammo, though, and is much harder to use.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;HELP YOUR TEAMMATES.&#039;&#039;&#039; Teleport Homer may be the most unsung hero of Dreadnought fights. One Tactical in a good spot can effectively act as a mobile spawnpoint for his buddies. Ideal for Devastator teams which need a quick way into the fight that isn&#039;t a [[METAL BOXES|Metal Box]].&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;YOU STILL HAVE GRENADES.&#039;&#039;&#039; Grenades can still do damage and still blind the Dreadnought, so for fuck&#039;s sake, use them.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;STALKER BOLTER THE FUCKING ESCORTS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Stalker Bolter will cut the escorts to shreds if you&#039;re a good shot, and can reliably damage the Dreadnought a tiny bit if there&#039;s no other targets of opportunity handy (generally you want to avoid pissing it off as a Tactical, though). Stalker the escorts though, to ensure your teammates can deal with the Dread easier without worrying about its squad of tagalongs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;An important note about the DLC. While a lot of the new stuff is fun and cool, the lists are divided by map rotations. Meaning when you choose a specific game mode, you choose the content you want to play in. Normally this isn&#039;t so bad, but what ends up happening is that you wait and wait for games to appear for the selected content. If you don&#039;t join a game for that dlc during that waiting time, you are pushed into a standard content game. So you want to join a Chaos Unleashed map, but there&#039;s no one around, so you join (read: forced into) a regular match. Oh no, the second you join said match, other people joined the CU list and you just left. Hopefully something will done about that.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[ How to spam Chaos Unleashed Exterminatus ]&lt;br /&gt;
This DLC added IG and SPESS MAHREENS to your Ork hordes, while allowing you to be HERETICS. Sounds awful, right? WRONG. This mode is actually easy to spam to the bonus wave.&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1: if you manage to get a full four players, divide yourselves among Raptors and Tacticals. (With a minimum of one raptor, but preferably two or three)&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1.5: If you&#039;re a raptor, have the perks for damage when you lift off and land on with your jump pack, and a daemon maul or chain axe if you don&#039;t like the low swing speed of the maul. (not required but it helps.)&lt;br /&gt;
If you&#039;re a/the tactical marine, have the teleport homer and perk that allows an extra weapon. Have a bolter, melta gun, and plasma gun. (Again, not required but it helps)&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 2: When you enter the map, have one raptor jump to the Orks, and the other jump to the IG forces, while the tactical marines camp in a corner of the map of their choice. &lt;br /&gt;
STEP 3: Have the raptors bait the two forces together, kill a few if you&#039;re feeling ballsy, and jump away back to the tacticals. The Orks and IG should start beating the fuck out of each other while only a few stragglers chase your gang. Kill the ones that follow you (it will still be a pretty steady stream, but the majority of their forces will be Shooting/chopping each other. )&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 4: The IG WILL win once teh SPESS MAHREENS show up. But usually they&#039;ll only have a small squads worth of either. You now have two options. &lt;br /&gt;
1: have the raptors charge to draw fire, toss grenades, do some damage and leave, while the tacticals charge and blow them up with their meltas, should ammo run out, use fully charged plasma shots. then have them run. repeat until all forces are destroyed.  &lt;br /&gt;
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2: All of you run in from different directions, If you&#039;ve beaten the main game 1 marine and a guardsmen or two isn&#039;t difficult, hopefully (sometimes the AI will still charge one guy, ignoring targets that are closer) they will be split up enough for each player to take out his group and help the others who haven&#039;t. &lt;br /&gt;
These work all the way up to the bonus round, which is just killa kans. &lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: These require some pretty good amounts or coordination between your squad members, and due to the AI&#039;s nature have a chance of entering an &amp;quot;allies of desperation&amp;quot; pseudo alliance and zerg-rushing your squad while only minimally chopping each other, this is rare however and the above strategies work 9 times out of ten.  &lt;br /&gt;
ONE PLAYER METHOD.     &lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1: Be a raptor with the above described perks and equipment (Much more essential this time.)&lt;br /&gt;
Step 2: Basically the same as the other step 2, except you&#039;re only choosing one side (usually the orks, they&#039;ll chase you longer) and leading them to the other&lt;br /&gt;
Step 3: 9 out of ten on the maps have tiny rock outcroppings or similar that you can jump up to and are inaccessible to everything else. jump to one of these, If you don&#039;t know where one is, just go to the side of the map. &lt;br /&gt;
Step 4: When the IG win you need to do some scouting, usually the AI marines don&#039;t clump together, so find an isolated one and take him out. If they are clumped together, throw all of your grenades at them, jump in, kill one (or two if you&#039;re feeling ballsy) and jump away, there are usually one or two full refills for your grenades around the level. repeat as necessary until only Guardsmen remain, you should know how to kill a few guardsmen.&lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: This falls prey to the Allies of desperation flaw of the other one, if this happens you&#039;re fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Gallery ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Image:Space Marine screenshot 1.jpg|&amp;quot;Space Marines!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 2.jpg|&amp;quot;Kill da Space Marines!&amp;quot; (&amp;quot;Space Marines!&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Warhammer chaos.jpg|Come hither brother, for I only wish to embrace you.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Mira-noscale.jpg|She wants to fuck&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 4.jpg|Stop Ripping-off Henlein, GW, just STOP!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Warlord Class battle Titan.jpg|Dat Heeeuuge&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 5.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 6.jpg|This was cut. Probably for the best, as fighting a Deff Dread would have been either a huge letdown or harder than hell. (Actually, that&#039;s a Killa Kan. Note the two arms, instead of four)&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Renegadeguards.jpg|Wera firin ah grehn lazahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Bloodlettercharging.jpg &lt;br /&gt;
Image:Taintedpsyker.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:297690.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Sidonus.jpg|He still should go for the bionic eye implant.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Lieutenant Miranda Nero.jpg|The text box pretty much says it all. Also, hot as hell. Yeah, Rule 34 should follow quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Mira.jpg|&amp;quot;When confronted by this particular situation, the only reasonable course of action would be to give her the D.&amp;quot; --[[Roboute Guilliman]], The [[Codex Astartes]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== See Also ==&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://store.steampowered.com/app/55150/Warhammer_40000_Space_Marine/ Space Marine on Steam]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLyLLeKcxw24XO-696pWe0Ztxx14rNs-a1 The game&#039;s soundtrack]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Space Marine poster.jpg|550px|thumb|center|Where he&#039;s going, you won&#039;t need eyes...]]&lt;br /&gt;
Space Marine is a 3rd-person video game which is featured on the PC, the [[/v/|ECKSBAWKS 360, and the PS3]]. Its genre is a hybrid of shooting and hack and slash. It was released on September 6, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Plot ==&lt;br /&gt;
The [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2o-LmI3kiE&amp;amp;|The story] is set on the Forgeworld of Graia. It&#039;s being invaded by Orks who wish to loot the shit out of it; weapons, ammunition, vehicles, you name it. Rather surprisingly, the Orks have an actual objective this time: to steal a Warlord-class Titan of the Morning Star Legion &amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:green;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;(cuz iz ded shooty)&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;, an idea the Imperium isn&#039;t overly fond of. At first, the 203rd Cadian regiment was sent in to reinforce the forgeworld&#039;s defenses, but were eventually overwhelmed and pushed into a desperate defensive posture due to the Orks shooting down the majority of their support craft and simply outnumbering them by 100:1. Captain Titus and a small force of [[Ultramarines]] are then sent to hold back the invading Orks with the help of what&#039;s left of the Guard while the liberation fleet is on its way. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Forces of Chaos also have a part to play, and are led by a Terminator sorcerer lord named Nemeroth. They&#039;re basically here to open a warp portal using an heretically radical device to both turn Graia into a daemon world and also so Nemeroth can become a Daemon Prince. And unlike previous games, this features actual traitor guardsmen, not the &amp;quot;we&#039;ve recently converted to chaos and we&#039;re here as fodder&amp;quot; guardsmen featured in Dawn of War, fuck no, these are kickass [[Lost and the Damned]] guardsmen.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not surprisingly, [[Blood Ravens|BLOD REHVENS]] play a role, set against Chaos as they were seen holding the initial incursion, though they only appear in brief cameo. If the game is set after [[Dawn of War II|DoWII]] then we will see [[Gabriel Angelos|Gabe&#039;s]] reforms in action, which is nice (if the Marine ending in Retribution takes place).&lt;br /&gt;
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== Gameplay ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:SpaceMarinePCBig.jpg|300px|right|thumb|Captain Titus vs EVERYTHING]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Commissar Fuklaw|No cover system. As a man from Relic said: &amp;quot;cover is for pussies&amp;quot;. Space Marines are too awesome to be cowering behind cover]]. As a Space Marine, you are given enhanced regenerative abilities and an Iron Halo shield (due to your status as Captain). There are also brutal kills which the player can do to make the enemy&#039;s deaths more humorous/gory (to regain health like a man and to show-off the awesomeness of the Angels of Death, of course). Since you are playing as a Space Marine (and better yet, a veteran of 200 years of battle) you could easily kill thousands of Orks with just a simple vertical slash.&lt;br /&gt;
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That being said, the Forces of Chaos are a lot tougher. Traitor guardsmen are still as weak as ordinary Ork sluggas and shootas, but are quite tactical, being able to organize and &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;plan strategies&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; spam grenades like they&#039;re playing a Call of Duty game. Corrupted psykers can spawn enemies and easily kill you from afar. Khorne Bloodletters can teleport, making it hard for you to shoot them, deal massive amounts of damage and can withstand quite a bit themselves. Chaos Space Marines are far more deadly. They pack weapons that are functionally the same as yours are by far the most durable enemies, and they have regenerating shields like you do.&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of having regenerating health like every other shooter out there, you can only regenerate health by stunning enemies and [[Awesome|FATALITY-ing them Mortal Kombat-style]]. Additionally, &#039;&#039;Space Marine&#039;&#039; features a Fury system, which allows you to slow time when aiming a ranged weapon or to unleash a devastating melee attack (provided that you filled up the fury bar by killing enemies of course). While Titus&#039; starting equipment consists of a bolt pistol and combat knife, weapons can range from bolters to lascannons to plasma guns to thunder hammers. You also get to take jump packs which allows you to fly and make an assault jump, which allows you to create an AoE explosion by violently landing in a position of your choosing, though this does restrict your loadouts to only melee weapons and bolters.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Captain Titus]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A Captain of the Ultramarines Chapter and their last hope of finally getting some &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;badass&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; redemption of any kind. He is sent with his company of Ultramarines to prevent an Ork Waaagh!! from looting a forgeworld. It should be noted that his character was first seen as bald but was changed to have a shaved head in the early trailers. He was finally changed to a standard space marine HAIR-etic. He is voiced by Mark Strong. Yes...&#039;&#039;&#039;HE&#039;S VOICED BY FUCKING MARK MOTHERFUCKING STRONG!&#039;&#039;&#039; He looks kinda like Proteus from Ultramarines the Movie, excluding the longer hair and the better looking armor decor. Despite being a shrewd commander, he is looked upon with suspicion by some of his fellow Ultramarines after being the only surviving battle-brother from a battle with a Chaos Sorcerer. Deep strike is his favorite entry tactic as shown by his affinity of jumping out of vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;
**At the end of the game, it&#039;s shown to the player that he does indeed possess an unnatural resistance to the warp, likely a result of his massive [[blackstone]] balls. Unfortunately, Leandros doesn&#039;t know that (the faithless cur), and since Titus is the only smurf &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;with something vaguely resembling a clue&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; who&#039;s realized that honor has a time and place, he gets roped in by the Inquisition on suspicion of &#039;&#039;&#039;HERESY!&#039;&#039;&#039; Thankfully, Thrax doesn&#039;t take his gun, implying that he isn&#039;t buying it... but that still means a certain newbie smurf is going to have a very long discussion on the merits of trust with a power fist, right after the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;anal probing&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; tests of faith are done.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Veteran Sergeant Sidonus&#039;&#039;&#039; - A slightly grumpy smurf, Sidonus is a veteran of the Ultramarines and designated comedian of the squad, delivering dry humor to the heart of the enemy when necessary (or when not so necessary). He is said to have battled Tyranids, Orks, Eldar, Chaos space Marines and Necrons during his centuries of battle. Quite badass, &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;for an&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; like all old Adeptus Astartes. He also has a bionic arm after getting his real one nom&#039;d by Tyranids [[Tarkus|(Wait, I think I&#039;ve already heard something like this...)]]. Also lost his eye and half of his face when an Eldar weapon blew up in his face [[Huron Blackheart|(... and something like this too...)]]. Decided not to get reconstructive surgery done, opting instead to leave the scars because it looks badass.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lawful Stupid|Brother Leandros]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A newly recruited Ultramarine clinging to his shortened copy of the [[Codex Astartes]] and behaves as a typical Wardian-era smurf. He is the youngest of the squad, being only 75 years old (which is considered young by Space Marine standards) yet he has one of the highest honors that a chapter can bestow (&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;that, ironically enough, seems to be missing from Sidonus&#039; power armor mantle as a &#039;&#039;veteran&#039;&#039;, it is assumed that he is trained in the use of terminator armour, like all 1st company &#039;&#039;veterans&#039;&#039;)&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; except the Crux Terminatus is a award, so he should still have been carrying it, Terminator honors. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Titus probably took his, so now he&#039;s mad at him for it... perhaps a little too mad...&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Second Lieutenant Miranda Nero&#039;&#039;&#039; - Being the only loyalist commissioned officer left, Mira leads what remains of the 203rd Cadian that was reassigned to Graia. Turns out they went too far out into the green sea and got cut off from supplies and support. She seems to share [[Merrick]]&#039;s view of placing the lives of her men above the Imperium. &#039;&#039;&#039;HERESY!!!&#039;&#039;&#039; The fact that she&#039;s holding the entire operation together despite being just a lieutenant impresses even Titus.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Inquisitor Jean-Baptiste Emanuel &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Zorg&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Skrillex&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Drogan&#039;&#039;&#039; - The Inquisitor. He looks like he hasn&#039;t slept in a week (which is understandable, given that he&#039;s fighting both an Ork [[WAAAGH]] and [[Chaos Space Marine]]s), and his hair is really dirty and emo looking. He also has a metal plate attached to the right side of his head. Must be a radical. He&#039;s also &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREMELY&#039;&#039;&#039; obsessed with killing xenos due to him being previously tortured by xenos (&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;possibly [[Dark Eldar]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;) Yeah, because we know that anyone can escape from Commoragh) for several years. During his time on Graia, his &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; obsession made him create mysterious experimental weapons in hopes of getting revenge, and one of these experiments included a portal that led to &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; consequences. This is due to the fact that the forces of chaos used said portal to enter the forge world, &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039;ly. His eyes also lit up during a cutscene. MUST BE A HERETIC. BIG TWEEST. HE&#039;S A PUPPET FOR THE LORD SORCERER.......... Okay it isn&#039;t that simple. Turns our he had a &amp;quot;subject&amp;quot; delivered to his laboratory to test his shiny new weapon on, the &amp;quot;subject&amp;quot;, turned out to be a daemon which escaped, and proceeded to buttrape poor Drogan (all the backstory is in the audio logs). Since this daemon read the fluff, he&#039;s decided that &#039;&#039;maybe&#039;&#039; the &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; factions have a bit more pull, so he pretends to be &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nemeroth|Lord Nemeroth]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A Chaos Terminator Sorcerer Lord and the &#039;&#039;&#039;Big Bad&#039;&#039;&#039; of the game. He is possibly the Sorcerer Titus &amp;quot;killed&amp;quot; previously. He leads a warband consisting of [[Chaos Marines]], Khornate [[bloodletters]], [[Blight Drones]], and Tzeentch psychers (presumably the forces of [[slaanesh]] were left out so as to avoid an adults only rating in America). He also proves Relics infinite creativity at naming characters, for the difference between him and Eliphas&#039; nagging wife is but two wretched letters. Also found a way around the of the Squishy Wizard law, because he wears &#039;&#039;&#039;TERMINATOR ARMOR&#039;&#039;&#039;. Still got beat up by an Ork wearing almost no armour, though. Titus manages to defeat Nemeroth because the latter forgot to wear a helmet (then again, so does Titus).  Shame, too, because he was just at the doorstep of becoming a [[Daemon Prince]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Warboss Grimskull]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  - He is the Ork Warboss leading his Ork [[WAAAGH]]!!! on Graia with the intention of stealing the planet&#039;s Titans. Later on, he becomes interested in the power source Titus and Inquisitor Drogan possess. He ain&#039;t so easy to kill.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Inquisitor Thrax&#039;&#039;&#039; - The inquisitor that appears at the end of the game, where his name was mentioned on the monitor for the status on Graia. He came to take Titus heresy investigation after Leandros&#039; accusation. Was likely planned to be a major character in the sequel, but that unfortunately never came to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Things that rock ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Angry marine by mysteryone617-d3j5gzj.png|300px|thumb|The official sequel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Seemingly a better game than that [[Warhammer 40,000: Fire Warrior]] where you play as a [[Tau|Space Communist]] on his first day of duty, who is apparently a one man (well, xenos) army that could single-handedly kill genetically modified super soldiers, &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;a daemon prince&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; TWO Daemon Princes and a greater daemon of [[Tzeentch]]. lolwut?&lt;br /&gt;
* You get to play as a Space Marine.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Bolter]]s that work as they should i.e. a big badass cannon of a gun that can rip an Ork&#039;s arms off with exploding rocket-propelled rounds. &lt;br /&gt;
* Guardsmen who fight alongside you have balls of steel, they rarely fall back. (Which makes crunch sense: with a Space Marine Captain alongside them, they too SHALL KNOW NO FEAR!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Orks (this time they actually look like a credible treat, not just dumb drunk ape-brawlers on steroids)&lt;br /&gt;
* Captain Titus isn&#039;t a total Mary Sue like the rest of this Chapter, even going so far to say that the [[Codex Astartes]] is just a guidebook and not meant to be taken literally. Thus: FUCK YOU MATT WARD. &lt;br /&gt;
* NO REALLY FUCK YOU MATT WARD&lt;br /&gt;
* Hilarious amounts of blood, dismemberment, and all other forms of gore you could imagine. [[Khorne]] would probably favor this game, even if you do play an Ultramarine.&lt;br /&gt;
* Executions (like the sync kills in DoW, which you can do to a stunned enemy) are actually required for you to restore your health, rather than going around and picking up medpacks, ducking in a corner and letting your wounds heal like magic, or some other unmanly method. Ensuring that playing longer requires you to give those guys screaming at you a good ol&#039; fashion Chainsword enema, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
* Chaos Space Marines.&lt;br /&gt;
* BLOODLETTERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
* You pick up an [[Autocannon]] in &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;one&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; TWO levels. &lt;br /&gt;
[[File:The weak.jpg|300px|right|thumb|One is running away from the enemy, the other is running &#039;&#039;&#039;INTO&#039;&#039;&#039; the enemy. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Which do you think is loyal to the Emprah?&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Another difference: one is a genetically modified super soldier with a FUCKHEUGE power armor and Ultrasmurf plot armor, the other is a normal man with a cardboard armor and a flashlight. Both are facing [[Angry Marines|angry]] green warmongers. Which do you think has [[Imperial Guard|balls of steel]]?]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Mark Strong (who you may remember from his previous roles starring in Rocknrolla, Kickass, Robin Hood, Stardust and Sherlock Holmes) as the voice of Captain Titus.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;JUMP PACKS.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Out of fuel. (They be awesome while they last though)&lt;br /&gt;
* Pre-Order skins for [[Black Templars]], [[Blood Ravens]], [[Space Wolves]], &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Iron Hands]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; [[Iron Warriors]] and [[Emperor&#039;s Children]].&lt;br /&gt;
* Apparently, even the games demo would destroy a PC&#039;s motherboard due to its extreme epicness. Watch here for proof [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=47PDV9Rcjv4]&lt;br /&gt;
*  Co-op comes in the form a 4-player Horde mode.&lt;br /&gt;
* Standard multiplayer is Chaos vs. Spess Mehrens. Fuck yes.&lt;br /&gt;
* You get to paint your own multiplayer character, much like the army painter system in DoWII. You also get to pick your own loadout.&lt;br /&gt;
*Cock of Duty-like perks. Yes, multiplayer perks. However some of them are cool and are named after rules from the TT game, Most make sense, others are FUCKING STUPID (see bottom of next list). One real nice thing about the perks is that you can use them along with your tailored loadout in EXTERMINATUS.&lt;br /&gt;
**Said mode brings together 4 battle brothers able to act essentially like mini-Tituses, healing at ridiculous rates with Zeal, Larraman&#039;s Blessing or Iron Halo and slaughtering 20 waves worth of orks and one of chaos (or guardsmen, for Chaos Unleashed players)&lt;br /&gt;
*Livery changes for the single player are widely available for free. If you still hate the smurfs, you can easily change that by playing something like the [[Black Templars]] or [[Angry Marines]]. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;are unlocked at level 5 and only affect multiplayer. Enjoy your smurfs.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt; ACTUALLY:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; whilst it is true that customization options are only available from level 4 onwards, there are unofficial modifications available for livery changes for a great number of chapters in single player. (see: http://forums.relicnews.com/showthread.php?262044-Space-Marine-Custom-Titus-Skins-Armour-of-Angelos)&lt;br /&gt;
*After release fans wouldn&#039;t stop bitching (read flooding the official forums) asking for a mute all button in the multiplayer lobby. A couple weeks later an update included the mute all button, in short &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;THEY [[Gets_shit_done|GET SHIT DONE]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*New DLC just added [[Dreadnought]]s (AKA ungodly walking rape machine).&lt;br /&gt;
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== Things that Suck ==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cadians are portrayed as pussies who have to rely on the Smurfs to get anything done, with the sole exception of Mira. Someone at Relic mistakenly believed that Cadians are just another one of those regiments that rely purely on numbers to get shit done. In reality, with all the training from birth and living next to the Eye of Terror things, they should be telling the Orks where to shove it and Chaos forces whose dicks to suck. (While outnumbered at least 100 to 1 and cut off from resupply? ESPECIALLY when outnumbered and undersuplied, CADIA LIVES!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Explosions look like total ASS. While the texture work on the game is extremely detailed, they apparently skimped on their pyrotechnic effects. Some of the smoke and explosion effects look like they came off a PS1 game. This is painfully jarring in the opening aerial battle between the navy and the Orks.&lt;br /&gt;
* Ultrasmurfs. (Bear in mind though, you would probably bitch about it if they mentioned any other chapter as &amp;quot;the greatest of them all&amp;quot;. [[Ultramarines:The_Movie|Observe]]). However, it could be argued that part of the joy of the badassery of Captain Titus is that he lends credit to that stereotype.&lt;br /&gt;
* While &amp;quot;Cover is for Pussies&amp;quot; is a manly mechanic, being able to fire from cover while being pinned by tons of Ork Shootas and Chaos Havocs in unreachable positions wouldn&#039;t be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;
** Don&#039;t forget the waves of renegade guardsmen who posses an inexhaustible supply of grenades that they lob at you without hesitation. This alone makes it nearly impossible to complete the later chapters without abusing cover and Lascannon camping.&lt;br /&gt;
*No awesome executions in multiplayer. Multiplayer executions were dropped because it would leave you vulnerable while performing it and [[Matt Ward|some people]] would get upset at seeing their marine having their organs torn out. This leaves one wondering why it wouldn&#039;t be left in as an optional humiliation move.&lt;br /&gt;
**More baffling is that it is being left out of the upcoming co-op as well for the exact same reasons, despite it being in singleplayer, meaning you can only regain health by [[Gay|hiding in cover while your health regenerates.]][[Derp| &amp;quot;Cover is for the weak&amp;quot; indeed.]]&lt;br /&gt;
***Further undermined by the fact that not taking cover against Tankbustaz will get you killed in a ludicrously quick-and-dirty way, as will charging into a pack of Traitor Guardsmen whilst they burn you alive in your artificer armor with volleys of [[Lasgun|flashlight]] fire.&lt;br /&gt;
* Explaining things to the newbs.&lt;br /&gt;
*There is NOBODY in fucking multiplayer, seriously, I&#039;ve fucking waited for hours.&lt;br /&gt;
* They wanted to cast Sean Pertwee (Who played Governor Severus in Fire Warrior) as one of the characters, but they already had enough VA&#039;s. Not having Sean Pertwee in a Warhammer game, or film, is just plain wrong (though they do express desire to cast him in a possible sequel). &#039;&#039;&#039;UNFORTUNATELY!&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;THQ said that there won&#039;t be a sequel. [[Rage|FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;There might be a sequel, apparently, but only if THQ doesn&#039;t collapse in on itself like a super-massive star due to all its debt.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; THQ just went belly-up. The sequel&#039;s destiny is now in the hands of Sega....Emperor preserve us all.&lt;br /&gt;
* Another 40k game about some Space Marine snowflake. See Ultrasmurfs. But on the bright side, only Leandros acts like the generic Mary sue Ultramarine, Titus and Sidonus are, more-or-less likable, even by those with a slight distaste for the Ultramarines.&lt;br /&gt;
* Not enough choppy. For a game that relies a lot on melee combat, not a lot of actual melee weapons to go around, only a knife (Which you can only use at the beginning of the game), chainsword, power axe, and thunder hammer and additionally, sync-kills are fairly limited for each one and starts to get &amp;quot;meh&amp;quot; after a few playthroughs. Given 40K&#039;s extensive armory of choppy choppas, you would think Relic could include more things like more power swords, fists and claws, eviscerator chainswords (And a large two-handed, flamer-toting chainsword would have been emprah-like to have), or just more sync-kills for said 4 weapons so players would have more variety in the amount of gore present.&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.spacemarine.com/blog-post/warhammer-40000-space-marine-e3-game-demo-walkthrough Apparently, melta guns are shotguns now and the Lascannon is some kind of retarded sniper rifle with slow-mo.]&lt;br /&gt;
**&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Matt Ward|Sounds somehow familiar, no?]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; The Meltas are only shotguns as far as digital [[crunch]] is concerned; they&#039;re still burning death rays fluff-wise, disintegrating tons of orks and even daemons in one shot. As for the Lascannons, they aren&#039;t any more or less of a sniper weapon here than they are on the tabletop (basically an anti-materiel rifle, except on super grimdark space steroids).  Neither of them do a lot against Dreads, which is bullshit. The lascannon has a minor mitigation in that Titus doesn&#039;t have the accompanying power-backpack, which could understandably make each shot less powerful.&lt;br /&gt;
*Games consist of melta, plasma cannon, stormbolter, or vengeance launcher spam, the few players who disdain cheap tactics (oddly the ps3 space wolves champion this view) lose on principle unless they&#039;re banned in a tournament or are a cheating fuck named jwolf96 who bolt pistols you with a headshot WHILE JUMPING AROUND AS ASSAULT.EVERY TIME.hax.&lt;br /&gt;
*No [[Flamer]]s. (melta gun doesn&#039;t count)&lt;br /&gt;
*No [[Grav-Weaponry]]. (No halofags the Thunder Hammer is &#039;&#039;&#039;not&#039;&#039;&#039; a grav-weapon)&lt;br /&gt;
*Gears of War fanboys constantly saying that the game is a copy of Gears of War, even though it&#039;s a hack and slash shooter hybrid that does not feature a cover system (GOW is like a ducking simulator). They&#039;re also too magnificently retarded to realize that Warhammer 40,000 came Waaaaaaaaayyyyy before Gears of War. Not to mention the [[Space Marines]] of 40k inspired the giant space marine with the huge weapons.&lt;br /&gt;
*FUCKING audio stutter during times where you&#039;re battling hordes of enemies (which, in a hack-and-slash game, happens all the time). It&#039;s revealed that this is not hardware related as even those with high-powered machines and updated drivers also suffer from this. Relic might provide a fix for this but some are shifty about this, fearing that they might pull off the old [[Dawn of War]] ignorance on this game too. If you want a slightly acceptable temporary fix for this that doesn&#039;t require you playing this game in silence, infinitely loop a battle theme of your choosing on your music player such as [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MRiU2N03Rzs Requiem for a Tower] while playing, set your volume to a level of your choosing, and gleefully continue hacking your opponents to shreds and curb-stomping them to paste. If you need the voices for tactical input, just enable subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;
*Shitty voice acting from anyone who is not a space marine (or lieutenant mira) &lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbiqNn6LxFM Shitty fucking lag that has remained unfixed over a month after its released], ergo consigning the game to the dustbin as new Vidya Gaems that are frankly better than it are released.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Only five maps, all of which encourage outright camping and grenade spam.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; They&#039;re releasing more maps every few months.&lt;br /&gt;
*Matchmaking sucks a bag of dicks the size of a [[Nurgle|Great Unclean One]].&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Devastator Marines are vastly more powerful than all other Marines, and it&#039;s possible to circumvent the Heavy Bolter&#039;s setup time by switching to/from your pistol. The switch-setup was fixed in a patch, but Devastators are still infinitely superior to anything any other Marine class can do damage-wise Assault/Raptor with thunder hammer/daemon maul with Killing Blow. Nuff said.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Plus the inability to dodge effectively, (Learn to combat roll, dumbass. Saves my bacon all the time.) slow recharge times on armor and health, and the fact that one shot from a tactical marine&#039;s plasma gun will melt your shit instantly balances it out. N00bs need to STFU and get some skill and stop whining. Also, unlike Raptors/Assault Marines, Devastators can&#039;t FLY.&lt;br /&gt;
*There were originally going to be Combi-Weapons in the game, but it was scrapped.&lt;br /&gt;
*Environments need more variety. A lot more variety. The game really doesn&#039;t start shaking shit up until about halfway through. Till then, everything is cityscape type level killing a bunch of Orks.&lt;br /&gt;
*On the console versions, accusations of Standbying (abusing host lag) are &#039;&#039;rampant&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Makes no fucking sense from a chronological perspective - Graia was OMNOMNOM&#039;d by the [[Tyranids]] (caught in the path of the initial Hive Fleet that approached Macragge) long before the events of Dawn of War and Dawn of War 2 - meaning that Titus&#039; victory was ultimately a pyrrhic one, unless there&#039;s another Graia out there in the Imperium of Man. It&#039;s an alternate timeline, and it takes place on a different Graia (this particular Graia is located in the Segmentum Tempestus, not Ultima Segmentum). You can tell because Titus is the Captain of the Ultramarine&#039;s Second Company instead of Sicarius and Titan Invictus wasn&#039;t destroyed in the 13th Black Crusade (which was way before Dawn of War).&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
**It takes place some time into M42, and it&#039;s a different Graia. Evidence: In Ultramarines: The Movie, Captain Severus was 2nd Company Captain, and the film took place after the battle for Macragge given their WE MARCH FOR MACRAGGE creed. Sicarius is either dead or been promoted by now. With Severus dead by the hands of the Daemon, Titus becomes his successor. Further proof comes from the Blood Ravens appearance. Hive Fleet Leviathan, a splinter of which was defeated by the Magpies in DOW2, showed up in the final years of M41. Given that Retribution takes place 11 years after that, and Titus mentions the Aurelian Crusades, Relic has left the 41st Millennium behind. In four games, Relic has pushed further with the 40K timeline than Games Workshop has in twenty years.&lt;br /&gt;
***This is more or less confirmed by 8th edition. Cato Sicarius gets lost in the Warp at one point, so naturally they would have promoted someone else (namely Titus) to fill in. Sure the [[Great Rift]] doesn&#039;t appear on the map in the intro, but it hadn&#039;t been made up yet IRL, what are you gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;
* Not enough Ham. From the company that brought such gems as &amp;quot;BEAR WITNESS TO MY ASCENSION!!!!&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! LET THE GALAXY BURN!&amp;quot;, it&#039;s a bit of a letdown when &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;even the Orks sound bored&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; you call &amp;quot;GIT OFF MAH SHIP, SPACE MUHREEN!!&amp;quot; bored? Calm Space Marines are boring Space Marines. Shout your litanies to the Emperor, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Butthurt|Multiplayer perks. COCK OF DUTY MODERN SHITFUCK ANNOYING FUCKING &#039;MARTYRDOM&#039; RIPOFF. Yes. Your armor&#039;s power-pack/jump-pack EXPLODES with a ludicrous kill zone. FUCKING ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;
** this game is Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 with bigger guys for you&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;]] STOP WHINING.&lt;br /&gt;
* Multiplayer: MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. NOW I LAG LOLOLOLOLOL. But this comes as a result of no dedicated servers due to a small playerbase. (One player goes as far as to call Host Migrations &amp;quot;Warp Storms&amp;quot; over voice chat, due to the seeming level of warp-dickery behind their timing.)&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Butthurt|Dreadnoughts are unstoppable rape machines that will steamroll the entire enemy team by themselves unless it is made up entirely of devastator marines (RELIC SUCKS AT BALANCE!)]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; the concept of game balance is bullshit. [[SKUB|GIT GUD STOP WHINING.]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Final boss fight with Nemeroth is disappointing. Instead of having a proper fight like against Grimskull, it&#039;s just a quick-time event. While being sort of epic the first time you play it (You &#039;&#039;are&#039;&#039; falling down a space elevator, after all) it gets repetitive and boring in following play-throughs. Also, you can spam all three of the required inputs at once with no penalty.&lt;br /&gt;
** And to get to the irritating button mash you have to drudge through a long and annoying fight with his OP minions.&lt;br /&gt;
*Good luck finding a game that&#039;s on any of the DLC stuff, or outside of the original five maps, You won&#039;t find any matches that aren&#039;t Seize Ground or Annihilation. We seriously need a new Space Marine game.&lt;br /&gt;
* There&#039;s no-one fucking playing multiplayer anymore&lt;br /&gt;
* We&#039;re never gonna get a sequel :c&lt;br /&gt;
* A squad of [[Sternguard Veterans]] or [[Terminators]] could have solved both the Orc and Chaos problems in under thirty minutes. A squad of each should have been aboard the [[Strike Cruiser]] in orbit. Deamon Prince Nemeroth whiled on by Assault Terminators led by Titus would have been [[funny]] and [[awesome]] to see.&lt;br /&gt;
* Your a dwarf in a barrel.&lt;br /&gt;
* Exterminatus glitching the fuck out.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Downloadable Content ==&lt;br /&gt;
The game is constantly being supported and so much new content has been added over the past few months, it&#039;s astonishing. New content includes new modes such as capture the flag mode, capture and control, and dreadnought assault. New maps have been released, and previous pre-order only skins are now available to buy (including new ones such as the Legion of the Damned skin-YEAH!) Below is a list of all the dlc you can buy now (some of which is free by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Exterminatus&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: This is a free update that added co-op to the game. A much needed add-on. Let&#039;s you play as Loyalist Marines in a team of four vs hordes of orks. Fun and crazy, (SPOILER!) final round is a bonus round against Chaos (end of spoiler.) Can use all your multiplayer loadouts and gain experience as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Chaos Unleashed&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: You can now play as Chaos Space Marines in the Exterminatus game mode. Gameplay wise it isn&#039;t different from the Loyalist version, but new enemies along with the ol&#039; ORKS are present. These new enemies are the Imperial Guard and the orks get a new unit (read ork entry below.) Oh yeah and we can now KILLZ US SOME SPACE MARINES! ULTRAMARINES TO BOOT!&lt;br /&gt;
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**IG units include: regular shock troops with lasguns, veterans with chainswords (yes you read that right), sanctioned Imperial psykers who can also tackle stun you, troops with melta guns and troops with grenade launchers.&lt;br /&gt;
**Apart from the IG forces the Orks have their old units returning with the addition of KILLA KANZ coming in during the bonus round! [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WY2sni61dms The start of the bonus round and how fucking tough it is.] &lt;br /&gt;
**Yes, space marines are part of the enemy now, and they are tough as hell to kill. If anyone made it to the bonus chaos round for the loyalists, they will know. They have the same armor and health as the CSM of that bonus round, but come standard in every arena (during the later half usually.) You need to work together as a team to take them down, if not you&#039;ll get overwhelmed pretty easily. They have the tactical marines, assault marines without jump packs (Thank the Dark Gods) and devastators with plasma cannons (That can fuck your shit in case you allow them to fire a volley)&lt;br /&gt;
**Three new maps including Habs Ablaze, Station Tertius and Aquila Canyon. This dlc also includes new achievements and trophies. &lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Capture the flag (free update)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: Regular run of the mill capture the capture the flag mode. Unfortunately, devolves into everyone camping their sides to defend their flags and going long range. &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;IF&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; you&#039;ve got balls of steel. then charge the other side to scare the hell out of them. Preferably use the Assault Marine with a hammer and &amp;quot;Death from above&amp;quot; upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Capture and control&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Currently playing. Will update soon.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Sadly, due to bad matchmaking and division of map rotations, I cannot find a game to play of this mode. Will try to update soon. If anyone else has, you obviously have the right to update it on your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dreadnought Assault&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: Probably the most controversial of the game modes. This player has already played it and highly recommends it. But the playerbase is apparently divided. Basically, you have to capture the Dreadnought capture point and as soon as it is captured, a teammate that is inside the point will be chosen to pilot the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;suit&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; rape machine (at random? no idea. Needs confirmation.) You have to use the dreadnought to &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;capture the other points&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; assrape the other team. It is an ungodly powerful machine with a lot of health and you gain the auto/assaultcannon, powerfist/claw (both former weapons for loyalists and latter for Chaos, the auto-cannon and assault cannon are the weapons that differ from their counterpart on the other side, with the auto having lower RoF but higher damage per shot, and the assault having higher RoF but less damage per shot, but both fire rapidly enough to be used the same way), and meltagun. Obviously becomes a fire magnet and players will mostly use &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;devastators&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Thunderhammers/Power Mauls on it. (contrary to tabletop, DEVASTATORS/HAVOCS CAN&#039;T SCRATCH THE DAMN DREADNOUGHT) Comes with appropriate skins for Chaos and Loyalist marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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**Includes three new maps as well; Desolation, Dome Mechanicus and Chem Refinery. New achievements/trophies also included.&lt;br /&gt;
**Has apparently vanished into the ether on the Xbox marketplace and is no longer available (on that system at least). Perhaps the playerbase bitched too much?&lt;br /&gt;
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*As said before, pre-order skins are now available, including some new ones. Just to get you drooling, Iron Hands and Death Guard armor. OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Subsection F, article U:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;+[ How to destroy the Dreadnought ]+&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As tested by two players, one yours truly, there is a limited number of options when it comes to dealing with an enemy Dreadnought. &lt;br /&gt;
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#Lascannons do minimal damage. Headshots can do some decent damage - but it&#039;s finicky due to lag and a weird head hitbox (especially since the extra-damage weak point on the Dreadnought is the engine at the back, not the head, oops).&lt;br /&gt;
#Stalker Bolter is more reliable, but nowhere near as good against the Dread. Works well on its escorts, though.&lt;br /&gt;
#Heavy Bolter can damage it but it takes a lot of shots, and the Dread *will* return fire at the first opportunity and fuck your ass. Fire and move.&lt;br /&gt;
#[[What|Meltaguns do nothing.]] Avoid. (They take off exactly 10% of the Dreadnought&#039;s health from pointblank range, make of this what you will).&lt;br /&gt;
#Grenades only annoy it, but Flash Grenades can blind it for a second.&lt;br /&gt;
#Devastator stomp does nothing (and if you were trying to do this in the first place, [[Tau|gb2Tau]]).&lt;br /&gt;
#Plasma Guns and Pistols do absolutely nothing unless charged, and are questionably useful if charged. The &amp;quot;Sticky&amp;quot; charged shot though is great for drawing a Dread&#039;s attention, and can do a bit of damage to help out or soften it up prior to an attack.&lt;br /&gt;
#A Dread&#039;s close combat arm will put your head through your ass and send you flying in one hit.&lt;br /&gt;
#The Dreadnought has its own Iron Halo shield, but only for one charge that lasts for about 30 seconds. When activated, the Dreadnought strikes a distinctive pose while its arm glows. Firing at it now is a waste of ammo and your life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your destructive answer in this case is PLASMA, followed by VENGEANCE LAUNCHER. Plasma cannons are the only heavy weapon that will reliably do anything of relevance to the Dreadnought, and it takes around 10 shots. The only option other than Plasma Cannons are the Vengeance Launcher and the Thunderhammer/Power Maul. The former will do in a Dread in about 12 shots; the latter, if you have the Killing Blow perk, will make quick work of the Dreadnought.&lt;br /&gt;
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Devastators:&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;USE PLASMA CANNONS AT RANGE.&#039;&#039;&#039; Fire a barrage and fuck off. Watch for return fire, the Assault Cannon/Reaper Autocannon have a hellish rate of fire and will tear you to shreds.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;ALTERNATELY, USE HEAVY BOLTER AND CAMP TACTICAL LOCATIONS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Heavy Bolter can rack up insane damage very, very quickly and can easily wipe a squad of Escorts if you set up correctly. Surprisingly, the Heavy Bolter can also do a lot of damage to the Dread if it doesn&#039;t get a chance to return fire (I.E. it has its attention held by Plasma Cannoneers and the like).&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;LASCANNON ONLY IF YOU&#039;RE THE HOST.&#039;&#039;&#039; Lag makes Lascannon headshots completely unreliable unless you&#039;re the host, and turns the potential the Lascannon has against both the Dread and its escorts to functionally nil. If you &#039;&#039;are&#039;&#039; the host, feel free to use the Lascannon, as it can damage the Dreadnought (not as much as the Plasma Cannon though) and easily wipe the Escorts out. Generally though, you will want one of the other Heavy weapons (again, mostly Plasma Cannons).&lt;br /&gt;
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#&#039;&#039;&#039;DRAW SOME ATTENTION WITH THE PLASMA PISTOL.&#039;&#039;&#039; The Plasma Pistol&#039;s virtually worthless damage-wise against the Dread, but a charged shot will stick to it, fuck up its vision for a half-second or so, and rattle around its aim a bit. Consider a Plas Pistol charged shot when you need to get the Dread&#039;s attention and keep it from a safer distance.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;SWORDS AND CHAINSWORDS, LEAD THE WAY.&#039;&#039;&#039; Combine a Sword (Chain or Power) with Swordsman&#039;s Zeal and Combat Drugs. You&#039;ll generally not do any appreciable damage to the Dreadnought, but that isn&#039;t the point: You can use this combo to land next to a Dread, get in a swipe or two on either it or its escorts, and fuck off, potentially drawing fire and attention away from much more important matters (like the Devastators your team has lining up shots). Note, however, that if you delay or the enemy team is smart, you will wind up a bloody smear on the floor. If not on active Dread attention-getting duty, help cap points and deal with the escorts.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;AXES ARE RISKY BUSINESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Axeman&#039;s Zeal offers bigger damage chunks and the same delicious healing, and works the same way as the Sword/Chainsword tactic above, but it leaves you open more. Bear this in mind. If you&#039;re not that good with the Axe, leave it at home.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;THUNDER HAMMER/DAEMON MAUL - THE KILLING BLOW.&#039;&#039;&#039; Killing Blow helps. A &#039;&#039;fucking&#039;&#039; lot. Without this perk, you can still wreck up the Dreadnought, but not by yourself. Two or more Assaults with hammers and the Dreadnought is [[Ork|proppa]] fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;SUICIDE IS PAINLESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s a dick move, but loading up with Final Vengeance Assaults can do some good damage to the Dreadnought if absolutely every other fucking tactic fails. Fly in, spam grenades, Swing Sword/Axe/Hammer until killed, die on purpose, explode.&lt;br /&gt;
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#&#039;&#039;&#039;PLASMA GUN IS AN OKAY CHOICE I GUESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Similar to the Plasma Pistol, you aren&#039;t taking the Plasma Gun for the damage, even though it is a little higher than the Plasma Pistol&#039;s and it can damage the Dread better. The main advantage is punching the fucking escorts with it, or sticking charged shots to the Dread itself to draw attention, damage it a little, and throw off its aim. Fire off a shot, then get the fuck out of dodge.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;HELP CAP FUCKING POINTS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Damned things won&#039;t handle themselves, and you need &#039;em to win.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;MOST OF YOUR WEAPONRY WON&#039;T HURT THE DREADNOUGHT.&#039;&#039;&#039; The Tactical has &#039;&#039;one&#039;&#039; weapon that can contribute to a fight with the Dreadnought, and it&#039;s also the one weapon almost fucking nobody uses: The Vengeance Launcher. It takes about 12-14 shots given ideal aim, but the Vengeance Launcher &#039;&#039;can&#039;&#039; kill the Dreadnought. Working in teams, this can actually be just as effective as Plasma Cannon spamming - do note that it holds much less ammo, though, and is much harder to use.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;HELP YOUR TEAMMATES.&#039;&#039;&#039; Teleport Homer may be the most unsung hero of Dreadnought fights. One Tactical in a good spot can effectively act as a mobile spawnpoint for his buddies. Ideal for Devastator teams which need a quick way into the fight that isn&#039;t a [[METAL BOXES|Metal Box]].&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;YOU STILL HAVE GRENADES.&#039;&#039;&#039; Grenades can still do damage and still blind the Dreadnought, so for fuck&#039;s sake, use them.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;STALKER BOLTER THE FUCKING ESCORTS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Stalker Bolter will cut the escorts to shreds if you&#039;re a good shot, and can reliably damage the Dreadnought a tiny bit if there&#039;s no other targets of opportunity handy (generally you want to avoid pissing it off as a Tactical, though). Stalker the escorts though, to ensure your teammates can deal with the Dread easier without worrying about its squad of tagalongs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;An important note about the DLC. While a lot of the new stuff is fun and cool, the lists are divided by map rotations. Meaning when you choose a specific game mode, you choose the content you want to play in. Normally this isn&#039;t so bad, but what ends up happening is that you wait and wait for games to appear for the selected content. If you don&#039;t join a game for that dlc during that waiting time, you are pushed into a standard content game. So you want to join a Chaos Unleashed map, but there&#039;s no one around, so you join (read: forced into) a regular match. Oh no, the second you join said match, other people joined the CU list and you just left. Hopefully something will done about that.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[ How to spam Chaos Unleashed Exterminatus ]&lt;br /&gt;
This DLC added IG and SPESS MAHREENS to your Ork hordes, while allowing you to be HERETICS. Sounds awful, right? WRONG. This mode is actually easy to spam to the bonus wave.&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1: if you manage to get a full four players, divide yourselves among Raptors and Tacticals. (With a minimum of one raptor, but preferably two or three)&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1.5: If you&#039;re a raptor, have the perks for damage when you lift off and land on with your jump pack, and a daemon maul or chain axe if you don&#039;t like the low swing speed of the maul. (not required but it helps.)&lt;br /&gt;
If you&#039;re a/the tactical marine, have the teleport homer and perk that allows an extra weapon. Have a bolter, melta gun, and plasma gun. (Again, not required but it helps)&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 2: When you enter the map, have one raptor jump to the Orks, and the other jump to the IG forces, while the tactical marines camp in a corner of the map of their choice. &lt;br /&gt;
STEP 3: Have the raptors bait the two forces together, kill a few if you&#039;re feeling ballsy, and jump away back to the tacticals. The Orks and IG should start beating the fuck out of each other while only a few stragglers chase your gang. Kill the ones that follow you (it will still be a pretty steady stream, but the majority of their forces will be Shooting/chopping each other. )&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 4: The IG WILL win once teh SPESS MAHREENS show up. But usually they&#039;ll only have a small squads worth of either. You now have two options. &lt;br /&gt;
1: have the raptors charge to draw fire, toss grenades, do some damage and leave, while the tacticals charge and blow them up with their meltas, should ammo run out, use fully charged plasma shots. then have them run. repeat until all forces are destroyed.  &lt;br /&gt;
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2: All of you run in from different directions, If you&#039;ve beaten the main game 1 marine and a guardsmen or two isn&#039;t difficult, hopefully (sometimes the AI will still charge one guy, ignoring targets that are closer) they will be split up enough for each player to take out his group and help the others who haven&#039;t. &lt;br /&gt;
These work all the way up to the bonus round, which is just killa kans. &lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: These require some pretty good amounts or coordination between your squad members, and due to the AI&#039;s nature have a chance of entering an &amp;quot;allies of desperation&amp;quot; pseudo alliance and zerg-rushing your squad while only minimally chopping each other, this is rare however and the above strategies work 9 times out of ten.  &lt;br /&gt;
ONE PLAYER METHOD.     &lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1: Be a raptor with the above described perks and equipment (Much more essential this time.)&lt;br /&gt;
Step 2: Basically the same as the other step 2, except you&#039;re only choosing one side (usually the orks, they&#039;ll chase you longer) and leading them to the other&lt;br /&gt;
Step 3: 9 out of ten on the maps have tiny rock outcroppings or similar that you can jump up to and are inaccessible to everything else. jump to one of these, If you don&#039;t know where one is, just go to the side of the map. &lt;br /&gt;
Step 4: When the IG win you need to do some scouting, usually the AI marines don&#039;t clump together, so find an isolated one and take him out. If they are clumped together, throw all of your grenades at them, jump in, kill one (or two if you&#039;re feeling ballsy) and jump away, there are usually one or two full refills for your grenades around the level. repeat as necessary until only Guardsmen remain, you should know how to kill a few guardsmen.&lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: This falls prey to the Allies of desperation flaw of the other one, if this happens you&#039;re fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Gallery ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Image:Space Marine screenshot 1.jpg|&amp;quot;Space Marines!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 2.jpg|&amp;quot;Kill da Space Marines!&amp;quot; (&amp;quot;Space Marines!&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Warhammer chaos.jpg|Come hither brother, for I only wish to embrace you.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Mira-noscale.jpg|She wants to fuck&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 4.jpg|Stop Ripping-off Henlein, GW, just STOP!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Warlord Class battle Titan.jpg|Dat Heeeuuge&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 5.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 6.jpg|This was cut. Probably for the best, as fighting a Deff Dread would have been either a huge letdown or harder than hell. (Actually, that&#039;s a Killa Kan. Note the two arms, instead of four)&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Renegadeguards.jpg|Wera firin ah grehn lazahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Bloodlettercharging.jpg &lt;br /&gt;
Image:Taintedpsyker.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:297690.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Sidonus.jpg|He still should go for the bionic eye implant.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Lieutenant Miranda Nero.jpg|The text box pretty much says it all. Also, hot as hell. Yeah, Rule 34 should follow quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Mira.jpg|&amp;quot;When confronted by this particular situation, the only reasonable course of action would be to give her the D.&amp;quot; --[[Roboute Guilliman]], The [[Codex Astartes]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== See Also ==&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://store.steampowered.com/app/55150/Warhammer_40000_Space_Marine/ Space Marine on Steam]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLyLLeKcxw24XO-696pWe0Ztxx14rNs-a1 The game&#039;s soundtrack]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Space Marine poster.jpg|550px|thumb|center|Where he&#039;s going, you won&#039;t need eyes...]]&lt;br /&gt;
Space Marine is a 3rd-person video game which is featured on the PC, the [[/v/|ECKSBAWKS 360, and the PS3]]. Its genre is a hybrid of shooting and hack and slash. It was released on September 6, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Plot ==&lt;br /&gt;
The [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2o-LmI3kiE&amp;amp;|The story] is set on the Forgeworld of Graia. It&#039;s being invaded by Orks who wish to loot the shit out of it; weapons, ammunition, vehicles, you name it. Rather surprisingly, the Orks have an actual objective this time: to steal a Warlord-class Titan of the Morning Star Legion &amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:green;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;(cuz iz ded shooty)&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;, an idea the Imperium isn&#039;t overly fond of. At first, the 203rd Cadian regiment was sent in to reinforce the forgeworld&#039;s defenses, but were eventually overwhelmed and pushed into a desperate defensive posture due to the Orks shooting down the majority of their support craft and simply outnumbering them by 100:1. Captain Titus and a small force of [[Ultramarines]] are then sent to hold back the invading Orks with the help of what&#039;s left of the Guard while the liberation fleet is on its way. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Forces of Chaos also have a part to play, and are led by a Terminator sorcerer lord named Nemeroth. They&#039;re basically here to open a warp portal using an heretically radical device to both turn Graia into a daemon world and also so Nemeroth can become a Daemon Prince. And unlike previous games, this features actual traitor guardsmen, not the &amp;quot;we&#039;ve recently converted to chaos and we&#039;re here as fodder&amp;quot; guardsmen featured in Dawn of War, fuck no, these are kickass [[Lost and the Damned]] guardsmen.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not surprisingly, [[Blood Ravens|BLOD REHVENS]] play a role, set against Chaos as they were seen holding the initial incursion, though they only appear in brief cameo. If the game is set after [[Dawn of War II|DoWII]] then we will see [[Gabriel Angelos|Gabe&#039;s]] reforms in action, which is nice (if the Marine ending in Retribution takes place).&lt;br /&gt;
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== Gameplay ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:SpaceMarinePCBig.jpg|300px|right|thumb|Captain Titus vs EVERYTHING]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Commissar Fuklaw|No cover system. As a man from Relic said: &amp;quot;cover is for pussies&amp;quot;. Space Marines are too awesome to be cowering behind cover]]. As a Space Marine, you are given enhanced regenerative abilities and an Iron Halo shield (due to your status as Captain). There are also brutal kills which the player can do to make the enemy&#039;s deaths more humorous/gory (to regain health like a man and to show-off the awesomeness of the Angels of Death, of course). Since you are playing as a Space Marine (and better yet, a veteran of 200 years of battle) you could easily kill thousands of Orks with just a simple vertical slash.&lt;br /&gt;
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That being said, the Forces of Chaos are a lot tougher. Traitor guardsmen are still as weak as ordinary Ork sluggas and shootas, but are quite tactical, being able to organize and &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;plan strategies&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; spam grenades like they&#039;re playing a Call of Duty game. Corrupted psykers can spawn enemies and easily kill you from afar. Khorne Bloodletters can teleport, making it hard for you to shoot them, deal massive amounts of damage and can withstand quite a bit themselves. Chaos Space Marines are far more deadly. They pack weapons that are functionally the same as yours are by far the most durable enemies, and they have regenerating shields like you do.&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of having regenerating health like every other shooter out there, you can only regenerate health by stunning enemies and [[Awesome|FATALITY-ing them Mortal Kombat-style]]. Additionally, &#039;&#039;Space Marine&#039;&#039; features a Fury system, which allows you to slow time when aiming a ranged weapon or to unleash a devastating melee attack (provided that you filled up the fury bar by killing enemies of course). While Titus&#039; starting equipment consists of a bolt pistol and combat knife, weapons can range from bolters to lascannons to plasma guns to thunder hammers. You also get to take jump packs which allows you to fly and make an assault jump, which allows you to create an AoE explosion by violently landing in a position of your choosing, though this does restrict your loadouts to only melee weapons and bolters.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Captain Titus]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A Captain of the Ultramarines Chapter and their last hope of finally getting some &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;badass&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; redemption of any kind. He is sent with his company of Ultramarines to prevent an Ork Waaagh!! from looting a forgeworld. It should be noted that his character was first seen as bald but was changed to have a shaved head in the early trailers. He was finally changed to a standard space marine HAIR-etic. He is voiced by Mark Strong. Yes...&#039;&#039;&#039;HE&#039;S VOICED BY FUCKING MARK MOTHERFUCKING STRONG!&#039;&#039;&#039; He looks kinda like Proteus from Ultramarines the Movie, excluding the longer hair and the better looking armor decor. Despite being a shrewd commander, he is looked upon with suspicion by some of his fellow Ultramarines after being the only surviving battle-brother from a battle with a Chaos Sorcerer. Deep strike is his favorite entry tactic as shown by his affinity of jumping out of vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;
**At the end of the game, it&#039;s shown to the player that he does indeed possess an unnatural resistance to the warp, likely a result of his massive [[blackstone]] balls. Unfortunately, Leandros doesn&#039;t know that (the faithless cur), and since Titus is the only smurf &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;with something vaguely resembling a clue&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; who&#039;s realized that honor has a time and place, he gets roped in by the Inquisition on suspicion of &#039;&#039;&#039;HERESY!&#039;&#039;&#039; Thankfully, Thrax doesn&#039;t take his gun, implying that he isn&#039;t buying it... but that still means a certain newbie smurf is going to have a very long discussion on the merits of trust with a power fist, right after the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;anal probing&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; tests of faith are done.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Veteran Sergeant Sidonus&#039;&#039;&#039; - A slightly grumpy smurf, Sidonus is a veteran of the Ultramarines and designated comedian of the squad, delivering dry humor to the heart of the enemy when necessary (or when not so necessary). He is said to have battled Tyranids, Orks, Eldar, Chaos space Marines and Necrons during his centuries of battle. Quite badass, &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;for an&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; like all old Adeptus Astartes. He also has a bionic arm after getting his real one nom&#039;d by Tyranids [[Tarkus|(Wait, I think I&#039;ve already heard something like this...)]]. Also lost his eye and half of his face when an Eldar weapon blew up in his face [[Huron Blackheart|(... and something like this too...)]]. Decided not to get reconstructive surgery done, opting instead to leave the scars because it looks badass.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lawful Stupid|Brother Leandros]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A newly recruited Ultramarine clinging to his shortened copy of the [[Codex Astartes]] and behaves as a typical Wardian-era smurf. He is the youngest of the squad, being only 75 years old (which is considered young by Space Marine standards) yet he has one of the highest honors that a chapter can bestow (&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;that, ironically enough, seems to be missing from Sidonus&#039; power armor mantle as a &#039;&#039;veteran&#039;&#039;, it is assumed that he is trained in the use of terminator armour, like all 1st company &#039;&#039;veterans&#039;&#039;)&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; except the Crux Terminatus is a award, so he should still have been carrying it, Terminator honors. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Titus probably took his, so now he&#039;s mad at him for it... perhaps a little too mad...&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Second Lieutenant Miranda Nero&#039;&#039;&#039; - Being the only loyalist commissioned officer left, Mira leads what remains of the 203rd Cadian that was reassigned to Graia. Turns out they went too far out into the green sea and got cut off from supplies and support. She seems to share [[Merrick]]&#039;s view of placing the lives of her men above the Imperium. &#039;&#039;&#039;HERESY!!!&#039;&#039;&#039; The fact that she&#039;s holding the entire operation together despite being just a lieutenant impresses even Titus.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Inquisitor Jean-Baptiste Emanuel &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Zorg&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Skrillex&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Drogan&#039;&#039;&#039; - The Inquisitor. He looks like he hasn&#039;t slept in a week (which is understandable, given that he&#039;s fighting both an Ork [[WAAAGH]] and [[Chaos Space Marine]]s), and his hair is really dirty and emo looking. He also has a metal plate attached to the right side of his head. Must be a radical. He&#039;s also &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREMELY&#039;&#039;&#039; obsessed with killing xenos due to him being previously tortured by xenos (&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;possibly [[Dark Eldar]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;) Yeah, because we know that anyone can escape from Commoragh) for several years. During his time on Graia, his &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; obsession made him create mysterious experimental weapons in hopes of getting revenge, and one of these experiments included a portal that led to &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; consequences. This is due to the fact that the forces of chaos used said portal to enter the forge world, &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039;ly. His eyes also lit up during a cutscene. MUST BE A HERETIC. BIG TWEEST. HE&#039;S A PUPPET FOR THE LORD SORCERER.......... Okay it isn&#039;t that simple. Turns our he had a &amp;quot;subject&amp;quot; delivered to his laboratory to test his shiny new weapon on, the &amp;quot;subject&amp;quot;, turned out to be a daemon which escaped, and proceeded to buttrape poor Drogan (all the backstory is in the audio logs). Since this daemon read the fluff, he&#039;s decided that &#039;&#039;maybe&#039;&#039; the &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; factions have a bit more pull, so he pretends to be &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nemeroth|Lord Nemeroth]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A Chaos Terminator Sorcerer Lord and the &#039;&#039;&#039;Big Bad&#039;&#039;&#039; of the game. He is possibly the Sorcerer Titus &amp;quot;killed&amp;quot; previously. He leads a warband consisting of [[Chaos Marines]], Khornate [[bloodletters]], [[Blight Drones]], and Tzeentch psychers (presumably the forces of [[slaanesh]] were left out so as to avoid an adults only rating in America). He also proves Relics infinite creativity at naming characters, for the difference between him and Eliphas&#039; nagging wife is but two wretched letters. Also found a way around the of the Squishy Wizard law, because he wears &#039;&#039;&#039;TERMINATOR ARMOR&#039;&#039;&#039;. Still got beat up by an Ork wearing almost no armour, though. Titus manages to defeat Nemeroth because the latter forgot to wear a helmet (then again, so does Titus).  Shame, too, because he was just at the doorstep of becoming a [[Daemon Prince]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Warboss Grimskull]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  - He is the Ork Warboss leading his Ork [[WAAAGH]]!!! on Graia with the intention of stealing the planet&#039;s Titans. Later on, he becomes interested in the power source Titus and Inquisitor Drogan possess. He ain&#039;t so easy to kill.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Inquisitor Thrax&#039;&#039;&#039; - The inquisitor that appears at the end of the game, where his name was mentioned on the monitor for the status on Graia. He came to take Titus heresy investigation after Leandros&#039; accusation. Was likely planned to be a major character in the sequel, but that unfortunately never came to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Things that rock ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Angry marine by mysteryone617-d3j5gzj.png|300px|thumb|The official sequel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Seemingly a better game than that [[Warhammer 40,000: Fire Warrior]] where you play as a [[Tau|Space Communist]] on his first day of duty, who is apparently a one man (well, xenos) army that could single-handedly kill genetically modified super soldiers, &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;a daemon prince&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; TWO Daemon Princes and a greater daemon of [[Tzeentch]]. lolwut?&lt;br /&gt;
* You get to play as a Space Marine.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Bolter]]s that work as they should i.e. a big badass cannon of a gun that can rip an Ork&#039;s arms off with exploding rocket-propelled rounds. &lt;br /&gt;
* Guardsmen who fight alongside you have balls of steel, they rarely fall back. (Which makes crunch sense: with a Space Marine Captain alongside them, they too SHALL KNOW NO FEAR!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Orks (this time they actually look like a credible treat, not just dumb drunk ape-brawlers on steroids)&lt;br /&gt;
* Captain Titus isn&#039;t a total Mary Sue like the rest of this Chapter, even going so far to say that the [[Codex Astartes]] is just a guidebook and not meant to be taken literally. Thus: FUCK YOU MATT WARD. &lt;br /&gt;
* NO REALLY FUCK YOU MATT WARD&lt;br /&gt;
* Hilarious amounts of blood, dismemberment, and all other forms of gore you could imagine. [[Khorne]] would probably favor this game, even if you do play an Ultramarine.&lt;br /&gt;
* Executions (like the sync kills in DoW, which you can do to a stunned enemy) are actually required for you to restore your health, rather than going around and picking up medpacks, ducking in a corner and letting your wounds heal like magic, or some other unmanly method. Ensuring that playing longer requires you to give those guys screaming at you a good ol&#039; fashion Chainsword enema, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
* Chaos Space Marines.&lt;br /&gt;
* BLOODLETTERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
* You pick up an [[Autocannon]] in &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;one&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; TWO levels. &lt;br /&gt;
[[File:The weak.jpg|300px|right|thumb|One is running away from the enemy, the other is running &#039;&#039;&#039;INTO&#039;&#039;&#039; the enemy. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Which do you think is loyal to the Emprah?&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Another difference: one is a genetically modified super soldier with a FUCKHEUGE power armor and Ultrasmurf plot armor, the other is a normal man with a cardboard armor and a flashlight. Both are facing [[Angry Marines|angry]] green warmongers. Which do you think has [[Imperial Guard|balls of steel]]?]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Mark Strong (who you may remember from his previous roles starring in Rocknrolla, Kickass, Robin Hood, Stardust and Sherlock Holmes) as the voice of Captain Titus.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;JUMP PACKS.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Out of fuel. (They be awesome while they last though)&lt;br /&gt;
* Pre-Order skins for [[Black Templars]], [[Blood Ravens]], [[Space Wolves]], &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Iron Hands]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; [[Iron Warriors]] and [[Emperor&#039;s Children]].&lt;br /&gt;
* Apparently, even the games demo would destroy a PC&#039;s motherboard due to its extreme epicness. Watch here for proof [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=47PDV9Rcjv4]&lt;br /&gt;
*  Co-op comes in the form a 4-player Horde mode.&lt;br /&gt;
* Standard multiplayer is Chaos vs. Spess Mehrens. Fuck yes.&lt;br /&gt;
* You get to paint your own multiplayer character, much like the army painter system in DoWII. You also get to pick your own loadout.&lt;br /&gt;
*Cock of Duty-like perks. Yes, multiplayer perks. However some of them are cool and are named after rules from the TT game, Most make sense, others are FUCKING STUPID (see bottom of next list). One real nice thing about the perks is that you can use them along with your tailored loadout in EXTERMINATUS.&lt;br /&gt;
**Said mode brings together 4 battle brothers able to act essentially like mini-Tituses, healing at ridiculous rates with Zeal, Larraman&#039;s Blessing or Iron Halo and slaughtering 20 waves worth of orks and one of chaos (or guardsmen, for Chaos Unleashed players)&lt;br /&gt;
*Livery changes for the single player are widely available for free. If you still hate the smurfs, you can easily change that by playing something like the [[Black Templars]] or [[Angry Marines]]. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;are unlocked at level 5 and only affect multiplayer. Enjoy your smurfs.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt; ACTUALLY:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; whilst it is true that customization options are only available from level 4 onwards, there are unofficial modifications available for livery changes for a great number of chapters in single player. (see: http://forums.relicnews.com/showthread.php?262044-Space-Marine-Custom-Titus-Skins-Armour-of-Angelos)&lt;br /&gt;
*After release fans wouldn&#039;t stop bitching (read flooding the official forums) asking for a mute all button in the multiplayer lobby. A couple weeks later an update included the mute all button, in short &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;THEY [[Gets_shit_done|GET SHIT DONE]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*New DLC just added [[Dreadnought]]s (AKA ungodly walking rape machine).&lt;br /&gt;
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== Things that Suck ==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cadians are portrayed as pussies who have to rely on the Smurfs to get anything done, with the sole exception of Mira. Someone at Relic mistakenly believed that Cadians are just another one of those regiments that rely purely on numbers to get shit done. In reality, with all the training from birth and living next to the Eye of Terror things, they should be telling the Orks where to shove it and Chaos forces whose dicks to suck. (While outnumbered at least 100 to 1 and cut off from resupply? ESPECIALLY when outnumbered and undersuplied, CADIA LIVES!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Explosions look like total ASS. While the texture work on the game is extremely detailed, they apparently skimped on their pyrotechnic effects. Some of the smoke and explosion effects look like they came off a PS1 game. This is painfully jarring in the opening aerial battle between the navy and the Orks.&lt;br /&gt;
* Ultrasmurfs. (Bear in mind though, you would probably bitch about it if they mentioned any other chapter as &amp;quot;the greatest of them all&amp;quot;. [[Ultramarines:The_Movie|Observe]]). However, it could be argued that part of the joy of the badassery of Captain Titus is that he lends credit to that stereotype.&lt;br /&gt;
* While &amp;quot;Cover is for Pussies&amp;quot; is a manly mechanic, being able to fire from cover while being pinned by tons of Ork Shootas and Chaos Havocs in unreachable positions wouldn&#039;t be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;
** Don&#039;t forget the waves of renegade guardsmen who posses an inexhaustible supply of grenades that they lob at you without hesitation. This alone makes it nearly impossible to complete the later chapters without abusing cover and Lascannon camping.&lt;br /&gt;
*No awesome executions in multiplayer. Multiplayer executions were dropped because it would leave you vulnerable while performing it and [[Matt Ward|some people]] would get upset at seeing their marine having their organs torn out. This leaves one wondering why it wouldn&#039;t be left in as an optional humiliation move.&lt;br /&gt;
**More baffling is that it is being left out of the upcoming co-op as well for the exact same reasons, despite it being in singleplayer, meaning you can only regain health by [[Gay|hiding in cover while your health regenerates.]][[Derp| &amp;quot;Cover is for the weak&amp;quot; indeed.]]&lt;br /&gt;
***Further undermined by the fact that not taking cover against Tankbustaz will get you killed in a ludicrously quick-and-dirty way, as will charging into a pack of Traitor Guardsmen whilst they burn you alive in your artificer armor with volleys of [[Lasgun|flashlight]] fire.&lt;br /&gt;
* Explaining things to the newbs.&lt;br /&gt;
*There is NOBODY in fucking multiplayer, seriously, I&#039;ve fucking waited for hours.&lt;br /&gt;
* They wanted to cast Sean Pertwee (Who played Governor Severus in Fire Warrior) as one of the characters, but they already had enough VA&#039;s. Not having Sean Pertwee in a Warhammer game, or film, is just plain wrong (though they do express desire to cast him in a possible sequel). &#039;&#039;&#039;UNFORTUNATELY!&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;THQ said that there won&#039;t be a sequel. [[Rage|FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;There might be a sequel, apparently, but only if THQ doesn&#039;t collapse in on itself like a super-massive star due to all its debt.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; THQ just went belly-up. The sequel&#039;s destiny is now in the hands of Sega....Emperor preserve us all.&lt;br /&gt;
* Another 40k game about some Space Marine snowflake. See Ultrasmurfs. But on the bright side, only Leandros acts like the generic Mary sue Ultramarine, Titus and Sidonus are, more-or-less likable, even by those with a slight distaste for the Ultramarines.&lt;br /&gt;
* Not enough choppy. For a game that relies a lot on melee combat, not a lot of actual melee weapons to go around, only a knife (Which you can only use at the beginning of the game), chainsword, power axe, and thunder hammer and additionally, sync-kills are fairly limited for each one and starts to get &amp;quot;meh&amp;quot; after a few playthroughs. Given 40K&#039;s extensive armory of choppy choppas, you would think Relic could include more things like more power swords, fists and claws, eviscerator chainswords (And a large two-handed, flamer-toting chainsword would have been emprah-like to have), or just more sync-kills for said 4 weapons so players would have more variety in the amount of gore present.&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.spacemarine.com/blog-post/warhammer-40000-space-marine-e3-game-demo-walkthrough Apparently, melta guns are shotguns now and the Lascannon is some kind of retarded sniper rifle with slow-mo.]&lt;br /&gt;
**&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Matt Ward|Sounds somehow familiar, no?]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; The Meltas are only shotguns as far as digital [[crunch]] is concerned; they&#039;re still burning death rays fluff-wise, disintegrating tons of orks and even daemons in one shot. As for the Lascannons, they aren&#039;t any more or less of a sniper weapon here than they are on the tabletop (basically an anti-materiel rifle, except on super grimdark space steroids).  Neither of them do a lot against Dreads, which is bullshit. The lascannon has a minor mitigation in that Titus doesn&#039;t have the accompanying power-backpack, which could understandably make each shot less powerful.&lt;br /&gt;
*Games consist of melta, plasma cannon, stormbolter, or vengeance launcher spam, the few players who disdain cheap tactics (oddly the ps3 space wolves champion this view) lose on principle unless they&#039;re banned in a tournament or are a cheating fuck named jwolf96 who bolt pistols you with a headshot WHILE JUMPING AROUND AS ASSAULT.EVERY TIME.hax.&lt;br /&gt;
*No [[Flamer]]s. (melta gun doesn&#039;t count)&lt;br /&gt;
*No [[Grav-Weaponry]]. (No halofags the Thunder Hammer is &#039;&#039;&#039;not&#039;&#039;&#039; a grav-weapon)&lt;br /&gt;
*Gears of War fanboys constantly saying that the game is a copy of Gears of War, even though it&#039;s a hack and slash shooter hybrid that does not feature a cover system (GOW is like a ducking simulator). They&#039;re also too magnificently retarded to realize that Warhammer 40,000 came Waaaaaaaaayyyyy before Gears of War. Not to mention the [[Space Marines]] of 40k inspired the giant space marine with the huge weapons.&lt;br /&gt;
*FUCKING audio stutter during times where you&#039;re battling hordes of enemies (which, in a hack-and-slash game, happens all the time). It&#039;s revealed that this is not hardware related as even those with high-powered machines and updated drivers also suffer from this. Relic might provide a fix for this but some are shifty about this, fearing that they might pull off the old [[Dawn of War]] ignorance on this game too. If you want a slightly acceptable temporary fix for this that doesn&#039;t require you playing this game in silence, infinitely loop a battle theme of your choosing on your music player such as [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MRiU2N03Rzs Requiem for a Tower] while playing, set your volume to a level of your choosing, and gleefully continue hacking your opponents to shreds and curb-stomping them to paste. If you need the voices for tactical input, just enable subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;
*Shitty voice acting from anyone who is not a space marine (or lieutenant mira) &lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbiqNn6LxFM Shitty fucking lag that has remained unfixed over a month after its released], ergo consigning the game to the dustbin as new Vidya Gaems that are frankly better than it are released.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Only five maps, all of which encourage outright camping and grenade spam.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; They&#039;re releasing more maps every few months.&lt;br /&gt;
*Matchmaking sucks a bag of dicks the size of a [[Nurgle|Great Unclean One]].&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Devastator Marines are vastly more powerful than all other Marines, and it&#039;s possible to circumvent the Heavy Bolter&#039;s setup time by switching to/from your pistol. The switch-setup was fixed in a patch, but Devastators are still infinitely superior to anything any other Marine class can do damage-wise Assault/Raptor with thunder hammer/daemon maul with Killing Blow. Nuff said.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Plus the inability to dodge effectively, (Learn to combat roll, dumbass. Saves my bacon all the time.) slow recharge times on armor and health, and the fact that one shot from a tactical marine&#039;s plasma gun will melt your shit instantly balances it out. N00bs need to STFU and get some skill and stop whining. Also, unlike Raptors/Assault Marines, Devastators can&#039;t FLY.&lt;br /&gt;
*There were originally going to be Combi-Weapons in the game, but it was scrapped.&lt;br /&gt;
*Environments need more variety. A lot more variety. The game really doesn&#039;t start shaking shit up until about halfway through. Till then, everything is cityscape type level killing a bunch of Orks.&lt;br /&gt;
*On the console versions, accusations of Standbying (abusing host lag) are &#039;&#039;rampant&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Makes no fucking sense from a chronological perspective - Graia was OMNOMNOM&#039;d by the [[Tyranids]] (caught in the path of the initial Hive Fleet that approached Macragge) long before the events of Dawn of War and Dawn of War 2 - meaning that Titus&#039; victory was ultimately a pyrrhic one, unless there&#039;s another Graia out there in the Imperium of Man. It&#039;s an alternate timeline, and it takes place on a different Graia (this particular Graia is located in the Segmentum Tempestus, not Ultima Segmentum). You can tell because Titus is the Captain of the Ultramarine&#039;s Second Company instead of Sicarius and Titan Invictus wasn&#039;t destroyed in the 13th Black Crusade (which was way before Dawn of War).&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
**It takes place some time into M42, and it&#039;s a different Graia. Evidence: In Ultramarines: The Movie, Captain Severus was 2nd Company Captain, and the film took place after the battle for Macragge given their WE MARCH FOR MACRAGGE creed. Sicarius is either dead or been promoted by now. With Severus dead by the hands of the Daemon, Titus becomes his successor. Further proof comes from the Blood Ravens appearance. Hive Fleet Leviathan, a splinter of which was defeated by the Magpies in DOW2, showed up in the final years of M41. Given that Retribution takes place 11 years after that, and Titus mentions the Aurelian Crusades, Relic has left the 41st Millennium behind. In four games, Relic has pushed further with the 40K timeline than Games Workshop has in twenty years.&lt;br /&gt;
***This is more or less confirmed by 8th edition. Cato Sicarius gets lost in the Warp at one point, so naturally they would have promoted someone else (namely Titus) to fill in. Sure the [[Great Rift]] doesn&#039;t appear on the map in the intro, but it hadn&#039;t been made up yet IRL, what are you gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;
* Not enough Ham. From the company that brought such gems as &amp;quot;BEAR WITNESS TO MY ASCENSION!!!!&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! LET THE GALAXY BURN!&amp;quot;, it&#039;s a bit of a letdown when &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;even the Orks sound bored&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; you call &amp;quot;GIT OFF MAH SHIP, SPACE MUHREEN!!&amp;quot; bored? Calm Space Marines are boring Space Marines. Shout your litanies to the Emperor, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Butthurt|Multiplayer perks. COCK OF DUTY MODERN SHITFUCK ANNOYING FUCKING &#039;MARTYRDOM&#039; RIPOFF. Yes. Your armor&#039;s power-pack/jump-pack EXPLODES with a ludicrous kill zone. FUCKING ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;
** this game is Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 with bigger guys for you&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;]] STOP WHINING.&lt;br /&gt;
* Multiplayer: MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. NOW I LAG LOLOLOLOLOL. But this comes as a result of no dedicated servers due to a small playerbase. (One player goes as far as to call Host Migrations &amp;quot;Warp Storms&amp;quot; over voice chat, due to the seeming level of warp-dickery behind their timing.)&lt;br /&gt;
* Dreadnoughts are unstoppable rape machines that will steamroll the entire enemy team by themselves unless it is made up entirely of devastator marines (RELIC SUCKS AT BALANCE!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Final boss fight with Nemeroth is disappointing. Instead of having a proper fight like against Grimskull, it&#039;s just a quick-time event. While being sort of epic the first time you play it (You &#039;&#039;are&#039;&#039; falling down a space elevator, after all) it gets repetitive and boring in following play-throughs. Also, you can spam all three of the required inputs at once with no penalty.&lt;br /&gt;
** And to get to the irritating button mash you have to drudge through a long and annoying fight with his OP minions.&lt;br /&gt;
*Good luck finding a game that&#039;s on any of the DLC stuff, or outside of the original five maps, You won&#039;t find any matches that aren&#039;t Seize Ground or Annihilation. We seriously need a new Space Marine game.&lt;br /&gt;
* There&#039;s no-one fucking playing multiplayer anymore&lt;br /&gt;
* We&#039;re never gonna get a sequel :c&lt;br /&gt;
* A squad of [[Sternguard Veterans]] or [[Terminators]] could have solved both the Orc and Chaos problems in under thirty minutes. A squad of each should have been aboard the [[Strike Cruiser]] in orbit. Deamon Prince Nemeroth whiled on by Assault Terminators led by Titus would have been [[funny]] and [[awesome]] to see.&lt;br /&gt;
* Your a dwarf in a barrel.&lt;br /&gt;
* Exterminatus glitching the fuck out.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Downloadable Content ==&lt;br /&gt;
The game is constantly being supported and so much new content has been added over the past few months, it&#039;s astonishing. New content includes new modes such as capture the flag mode, capture and control, and dreadnought assault. New maps have been released, and previous pre-order only skins are now available to buy (including new ones such as the Legion of the Damned skin-YEAH!) Below is a list of all the dlc you can buy now (some of which is free by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Exterminatus&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: This is a free update that added co-op to the game. A much needed add-on. Let&#039;s you play as Loyalist Marines in a team of four vs hordes of orks. Fun and crazy, (SPOILER!) final round is a bonus round against Chaos (end of spoiler.) Can use all your multiplayer loadouts and gain experience as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Chaos Unleashed&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: You can now play as Chaos Space Marines in the Exterminatus game mode. Gameplay wise it isn&#039;t different from the Loyalist version, but new enemies along with the ol&#039; ORKS are present. These new enemies are the Imperial Guard and the orks get a new unit (read ork entry below.) Oh yeah and we can now KILLZ US SOME SPACE MARINES! ULTRAMARINES TO BOOT!&lt;br /&gt;
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**IG units include: regular shock troops with lasguns, veterans with chainswords (yes you read that right), sanctioned Imperial psykers who can also tackle stun you, troops with melta guns and troops with grenade launchers.&lt;br /&gt;
**Apart from the IG forces the Orks have their old units returning with the addition of KILLA KANZ coming in during the bonus round! [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WY2sni61dms The start of the bonus round and how fucking tough it is.] &lt;br /&gt;
**Yes, space marines are part of the enemy now, and they are tough as hell to kill. If anyone made it to the bonus chaos round for the loyalists, they will know. They have the same armor and health as the CSM of that bonus round, but come standard in every arena (during the later half usually.) You need to work together as a team to take them down, if not you&#039;ll get overwhelmed pretty easily. They have the tactical marines, assault marines without jump packs (Thank the Dark Gods) and devastators with plasma cannons (That can fuck your shit in case you allow them to fire a volley)&lt;br /&gt;
**Three new maps including Habs Ablaze, Station Tertius and Aquila Canyon. This dlc also includes new achievements and trophies. &lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Capture the flag (free update)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: Regular run of the mill capture the capture the flag mode. Unfortunately, devolves into everyone camping their sides to defend their flags and going long range. &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;IF&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; you&#039;ve got balls of steel. then charge the other side to scare the hell out of them. Preferably use the Assault Marine with a hammer and &amp;quot;Death from above&amp;quot; upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Capture and control&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Currently playing. Will update soon.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Sadly, due to bad matchmaking and division of map rotations, I cannot find a game to play of this mode. Will try to update soon. If anyone else has, you obviously have the right to update it on your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dreadnought Assault&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: Probably the most controversial of the game modes. This player has already played it and highly recommends it. But the playerbase is apparently divided. Basically, you have to capture the Dreadnought capture point and as soon as it is captured, a teammate that is inside the point will be chosen to pilot the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;suit&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; rape machine (at random? no idea. Needs confirmation.) You have to use the dreadnought to &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;capture the other points&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; assrape the other team. It is an ungodly powerful machine with a lot of health and you gain the auto/assaultcannon, powerfist/claw (both former weapons for loyalists and latter for Chaos, the auto-cannon and assault cannon are the weapons that differ from their counterpart on the other side, with the auto having lower RoF but higher damage per shot, and the assault having higher RoF but less damage per shot, but both fire rapidly enough to be used the same way), and meltagun. Obviously becomes a fire magnet and players will mostly use &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;devastators&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Thunderhammers/Power Mauls on it. (contrary to tabletop, DEVASTATORS/HAVOCS CAN&#039;T SCRATCH THE DAMN DREADNOUGHT) Comes with appropriate skins for Chaos and Loyalist marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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**Includes three new maps as well; Desolation, Dome Mechanicus and Chem Refinery. New achievements/trophies also included.&lt;br /&gt;
**Has apparently vanished into the ether on the Xbox marketplace and is no longer available (on that system at least). Perhaps the playerbase bitched too much?&lt;br /&gt;
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*As said before, pre-order skins are now available, including some new ones. Just to get you drooling, Iron Hands and Death Guard armor. OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Subsection F, article U:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;+[ How to destroy the Dreadnought ]+&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As tested by two players, one yours truly, there is a limited number of options when it comes to dealing with an enemy Dreadnought. &lt;br /&gt;
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#Lascannons do minimal damage. Headshots can do some decent damage - but it&#039;s finicky due to lag and a weird head hitbox (especially since the extra-damage weak point on the Dreadnought is the engine at the back, not the head, oops).&lt;br /&gt;
#Stalker Bolter is more reliable, but nowhere near as good against the Dread. Works well on its escorts, though.&lt;br /&gt;
#Heavy Bolter can damage it but it takes a lot of shots, and the Dread *will* return fire at the first opportunity and fuck your ass. Fire and move.&lt;br /&gt;
#[[What|Meltaguns do nothing.]] Avoid. (They take off exactly 10% of the Dreadnought&#039;s health from pointblank range, make of this what you will).&lt;br /&gt;
#Grenades only annoy it, but Flash Grenades can blind it for a second.&lt;br /&gt;
#Devastator stomp does nothing (and if you were trying to do this in the first place, [[Tau|gb2Tau]]).&lt;br /&gt;
#Plasma Guns and Pistols do absolutely nothing unless charged, and are questionably useful if charged. The &amp;quot;Sticky&amp;quot; charged shot though is great for drawing a Dread&#039;s attention, and can do a bit of damage to help out or soften it up prior to an attack.&lt;br /&gt;
#A Dread&#039;s close combat arm will put your head through your ass and send you flying in one hit.&lt;br /&gt;
#The Dreadnought has its own Iron Halo shield, but only for one charge that lasts for about 30 seconds. When activated, the Dreadnought strikes a distinctive pose while its arm glows. Firing at it now is a waste of ammo and your life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your destructive answer in this case is PLASMA, followed by VENGEANCE LAUNCHER. Plasma cannons are the only heavy weapon that will reliably do anything of relevance to the Dreadnought, and it takes around 10 shots. The only option other than Plasma Cannons are the Vengeance Launcher and the Thunderhammer/Power Maul. The former will do in a Dread in about 12 shots; the latter, if you have the Killing Blow perk, will make quick work of the Dreadnought.&lt;br /&gt;
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Devastators:&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;USE PLASMA CANNONS AT RANGE.&#039;&#039;&#039; Fire a barrage and fuck off. Watch for return fire, the Assault Cannon/Reaper Autocannon have a hellish rate of fire and will tear you to shreds.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;ALTERNATELY, USE HEAVY BOLTER AND CAMP TACTICAL LOCATIONS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Heavy Bolter can rack up insane damage very, very quickly and can easily wipe a squad of Escorts if you set up correctly. Surprisingly, the Heavy Bolter can also do a lot of damage to the Dread if it doesn&#039;t get a chance to return fire (I.E. it has its attention held by Plasma Cannoneers and the like).&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;LASCANNON ONLY IF YOU&#039;RE THE HOST.&#039;&#039;&#039; Lag makes Lascannon headshots completely unreliable unless you&#039;re the host, and turns the potential the Lascannon has against both the Dread and its escorts to functionally nil. If you &#039;&#039;are&#039;&#039; the host, feel free to use the Lascannon, as it can damage the Dreadnought (not as much as the Plasma Cannon though) and easily wipe the Escorts out. Generally though, you will want one of the other Heavy weapons (again, mostly Plasma Cannons).&lt;br /&gt;
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Assaults:&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;DRAW SOME ATTENTION WITH THE PLASMA PISTOL.&#039;&#039;&#039; The Plasma Pistol&#039;s virtually worthless damage-wise against the Dread, but a charged shot will stick to it, fuck up its vision for a half-second or so, and rattle around its aim a bit. Consider a Plas Pistol charged shot when you need to get the Dread&#039;s attention and keep it from a safer distance.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;SWORDS AND CHAINSWORDS, LEAD THE WAY.&#039;&#039;&#039; Combine a Sword (Chain or Power) with Swordsman&#039;s Zeal and Combat Drugs. You&#039;ll generally not do any appreciable damage to the Dreadnought, but that isn&#039;t the point: You can use this combo to land next to a Dread, get in a swipe or two on either it or its escorts, and fuck off, potentially drawing fire and attention away from much more important matters (like the Devastators your team has lining up shots). Note, however, that if you delay or the enemy team is smart, you will wind up a bloody smear on the floor. If not on active Dread attention-getting duty, help cap points and deal with the escorts.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;AXES ARE RISKY BUSINESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Axeman&#039;s Zeal offers bigger damage chunks and the same delicious healing, and works the same way as the Sword/Chainsword tactic above, but it leaves you open more. Bear this in mind. If you&#039;re not that good with the Axe, leave it at home.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;THUNDER HAMMER/DAEMON MAUL - THE KILLING BLOW.&#039;&#039;&#039; Killing Blow helps. A &#039;&#039;fucking&#039;&#039; lot. Without this perk, you can still wreck up the Dreadnought, but not by yourself. Two or more Assaults with hammers and the Dreadnought is [[Ork|proppa]] fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;SUICIDE IS PAINLESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s a dick move, but loading up with Final Vengeance Assaults can do some good damage to the Dreadnought if absolutely every other fucking tactic fails. Fly in, spam grenades, Swing Sword/Axe/Hammer until killed, die on purpose, explode.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tacticals:&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;PLASMA GUN IS AN OKAY CHOICE I GUESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Similar to the Plasma Pistol, you aren&#039;t taking the Plasma Gun for the damage, even though it is a little higher than the Plasma Pistol&#039;s and it can damage the Dread better. The main advantage is punching the fucking escorts with it, or sticking charged shots to the Dread itself to draw attention, damage it a little, and throw off its aim. Fire off a shot, then get the fuck out of dodge.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;HELP CAP FUCKING POINTS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Damned things won&#039;t handle themselves, and you need &#039;em to win.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;MOST OF YOUR WEAPONRY WON&#039;T HURT THE DREADNOUGHT.&#039;&#039;&#039; The Tactical has &#039;&#039;one&#039;&#039; weapon that can contribute to a fight with the Dreadnought, and it&#039;s also the one weapon almost fucking nobody uses: The Vengeance Launcher. It takes about 12-14 shots given ideal aim, but the Vengeance Launcher &#039;&#039;can&#039;&#039; kill the Dreadnought. Working in teams, this can actually be just as effective as Plasma Cannon spamming - do note that it holds much less ammo, though, and is much harder to use.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;HELP YOUR TEAMMATES.&#039;&#039;&#039; Teleport Homer may be the most unsung hero of Dreadnought fights. One Tactical in a good spot can effectively act as a mobile spawnpoint for his buddies. Ideal for Devastator teams which need a quick way into the fight that isn&#039;t a [[METAL BOXES|Metal Box]].&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;YOU STILL HAVE GRENADES.&#039;&#039;&#039; Grenades can still do damage and still blind the Dreadnought, so for fuck&#039;s sake, use them.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;STALKER BOLTER THE FUCKING ESCORTS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Stalker Bolter will cut the escorts to shreds if you&#039;re a good shot, and can reliably damage the Dreadnought a tiny bit if there&#039;s no other targets of opportunity handy (generally you want to avoid pissing it off as a Tactical, though). Stalker the escorts though, to ensure your teammates can deal with the Dread easier without worrying about its squad of tagalongs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;An important note about the DLC. While a lot of the new stuff is fun and cool, the lists are divided by map rotations. Meaning when you choose a specific game mode, you choose the content you want to play in. Normally this isn&#039;t so bad, but what ends up happening is that you wait and wait for games to appear for the selected content. If you don&#039;t join a game for that dlc during that waiting time, you are pushed into a standard content game. So you want to join a Chaos Unleashed map, but there&#039;s no one around, so you join (read: forced into) a regular match. Oh no, the second you join said match, other people joined the CU list and you just left. Hopefully something will done about that.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[ How to spam Chaos Unleashed Exterminatus ]&lt;br /&gt;
This DLC added IG and SPESS MAHREENS to your Ork hordes, while allowing you to be HERETICS. Sounds awful, right? WRONG. This mode is actually easy to spam to the bonus wave.&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1: if you manage to get a full four players, divide yourselves among Raptors and Tacticals. (With a minimum of one raptor, but preferably two or three)&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1.5: If you&#039;re a raptor, have the perks for damage when you lift off and land on with your jump pack, and a daemon maul or chain axe if you don&#039;t like the low swing speed of the maul. (not required but it helps.)&lt;br /&gt;
If you&#039;re a/the tactical marine, have the teleport homer and perk that allows an extra weapon. Have a bolter, melta gun, and plasma gun. (Again, not required but it helps)&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 2: When you enter the map, have one raptor jump to the Orks, and the other jump to the IG forces, while the tactical marines camp in a corner of the map of their choice. &lt;br /&gt;
STEP 3: Have the raptors bait the two forces together, kill a few if you&#039;re feeling ballsy, and jump away back to the tacticals. The Orks and IG should start beating the fuck out of each other while only a few stragglers chase your gang. Kill the ones that follow you (it will still be a pretty steady stream, but the majority of their forces will be Shooting/chopping each other. )&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 4: The IG WILL win once teh SPESS MAHREENS show up. But usually they&#039;ll only have a small squads worth of either. You now have two options. &lt;br /&gt;
1: have the raptors charge to draw fire, toss grenades, do some damage and leave, while the tacticals charge and blow them up with their meltas, should ammo run out, use fully charged plasma shots. then have them run. repeat until all forces are destroyed.  &lt;br /&gt;
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2: All of you run in from different directions, If you&#039;ve beaten the main game 1 marine and a guardsmen or two isn&#039;t difficult, hopefully (sometimes the AI will still charge one guy, ignoring targets that are closer) they will be split up enough for each player to take out his group and help the others who haven&#039;t. &lt;br /&gt;
These work all the way up to the bonus round, which is just killa kans. &lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: These require some pretty good amounts or coordination between your squad members, and due to the AI&#039;s nature have a chance of entering an &amp;quot;allies of desperation&amp;quot; pseudo alliance and zerg-rushing your squad while only minimally chopping each other, this is rare however and the above strategies work 9 times out of ten.  &lt;br /&gt;
ONE PLAYER METHOD.     &lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1: Be a raptor with the above described perks and equipment (Much more essential this time.)&lt;br /&gt;
Step 2: Basically the same as the other step 2, except you&#039;re only choosing one side (usually the orks, they&#039;ll chase you longer) and leading them to the other&lt;br /&gt;
Step 3: 9 out of ten on the maps have tiny rock outcroppings or similar that you can jump up to and are inaccessible to everything else. jump to one of these, If you don&#039;t know where one is, just go to the side of the map. &lt;br /&gt;
Step 4: When the IG win you need to do some scouting, usually the AI marines don&#039;t clump together, so find an isolated one and take him out. If they are clumped together, throw all of your grenades at them, jump in, kill one (or two if you&#039;re feeling ballsy) and jump away, there are usually one or two full refills for your grenades around the level. repeat as necessary until only Guardsmen remain, you should know how to kill a few guardsmen.&lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: This falls prey to the Allies of desperation flaw of the other one, if this happens you&#039;re fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Gallery ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Image:Space Marine screenshot 1.jpg|&amp;quot;Space Marines!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 2.jpg|&amp;quot;Kill da Space Marines!&amp;quot; (&amp;quot;Space Marines!&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Warhammer chaos.jpg|Come hither brother, for I only wish to embrace you.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Mira-noscale.jpg|She wants to fuck&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 4.jpg|Stop Ripping-off Henlein, GW, just STOP!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Warlord Class battle Titan.jpg|Dat Heeeuuge&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 5.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 6.jpg|This was cut. Probably for the best, as fighting a Deff Dread would have been either a huge letdown or harder than hell. (Actually, that&#039;s a Killa Kan. Note the two arms, instead of four)&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Renegadeguards.jpg|Wera firin ah grehn lazahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Bloodlettercharging.jpg &lt;br /&gt;
Image:Taintedpsyker.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:297690.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Sidonus.jpg|He still should go for the bionic eye implant.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Lieutenant Miranda Nero.jpg|The text box pretty much says it all. Also, hot as hell. Yeah, Rule 34 should follow quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Mira.jpg|&amp;quot;When confronted by this particular situation, the only reasonable course of action would be to give her the D.&amp;quot; --[[Roboute Guilliman]], The [[Codex Astartes]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== See Also ==&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://store.steampowered.com/app/55150/Warhammer_40000_Space_Marine/ Space Marine on Steam]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLyLLeKcxw24XO-696pWe0Ztxx14rNs-a1 The game&#039;s soundtrack]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Space Marine poster.jpg|550px|thumb|center|Where he&#039;s going, you won&#039;t need eyes...]]&lt;br /&gt;
Space Marine is a 3rd-person video game which is featured on the PC, the [[/v/|ECKSBAWKS 360, and the PS3]]. Its genre is a hybrid of shooting and hack and slash. It was released on September 6, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Plot ==&lt;br /&gt;
The [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2o-LmI3kiE&amp;amp;|The story] is set on the Forgeworld of Graia. It&#039;s being invaded by Orks who wish to loot the shit out of it; weapons, ammunition, vehicles, you name it. Rather surprisingly, the Orks have an actual objective this time: to steal a Warlord-class Titan of the Morning Star Legion &amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:green;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;(cuz iz ded shooty)&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;, an idea the Imperium isn&#039;t overly fond of. At first, the 203rd Cadian regiment was sent in to reinforce the forgeworld&#039;s defenses, but were eventually overwhelmed and pushed into a desperate defensive posture due to the Orks shooting down the majority of their support craft and simply outnumbering them by 100:1. Captain Titus and a small force of [[Ultramarines]] are then sent to hold back the invading Orks with the help of what&#039;s left of the Guard while the liberation fleet is on its way. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Forces of Chaos also have a part to play, and are led by a Terminator sorcerer lord named Nemeroth. They&#039;re basically here to open a warp portal using an heretically radical device to both turn Graia into a daemon world and also so Nemeroth can become a Daemon Prince. And unlike previous games, this features actual traitor guardsmen, not the &amp;quot;we&#039;ve recently converted to chaos and we&#039;re here as fodder&amp;quot; guardsmen featured in Dawn of War, fuck no, these are kickass [[Lost and the Damned]] guardsmen.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not surprisingly, [[Blood Ravens|BLOD REHVENS]] play a role, set against Chaos as they were seen holding the initial incursion, though they only appear in brief cameo. If the game is set after [[Dawn of War II|DoWII]] then we will see [[Gabriel Angelos|Gabe&#039;s]] reforms in action, which is nice (if the Marine ending in Retribution takes place).&lt;br /&gt;
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== Gameplay ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:SpaceMarinePCBig.jpg|300px|right|thumb|Captain Titus vs EVERYTHING]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Commissar Fuklaw|No cover system. As a man from Relic said: &amp;quot;cover is for pussies&amp;quot;. Space Marines are too awesome to be cowering behind cover]]. As a Space Marine, you are given enhanced regenerative abilities and an Iron Halo shield (due to your status as Captain). There are also brutal kills which the player can do to make the enemy&#039;s deaths more humorous/gory (to regain health like a man and to show-off the awesomeness of the Angels of Death, of course). Since you are playing as a Space Marine (and better yet, a veteran of 200 years of battle) you could easily kill thousands of Orks with just a simple vertical slash.&lt;br /&gt;
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That being said, the Forces of Chaos are a lot tougher. Traitor guardsmen are still as weak as ordinary Ork sluggas and shootas, but are quite tactical, being able to organize and &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;plan strategies&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; spam grenades like they&#039;re playing a Call of Duty game. Corrupted psykers can spawn enemies and easily kill you from afar. Khorne Bloodletters can teleport, making it hard for you to shoot them, deal massive amounts of damage and can withstand quite a bit themselves. Chaos Space Marines are far more deadly. They pack weapons that are functionally the same as yours are by far the most durable enemies, and they have regenerating shields like you do.&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of having regenerating health like every other shooter out there, you can only regenerate health by stunning enemies and [[Awesome|FATALITY-ing them Mortal Kombat-style]]. Additionally, &#039;&#039;Space Marine&#039;&#039; features a Fury system, which allows you to slow time when aiming a ranged weapon or to unleash a devastating melee attack (provided that you filled up the fury bar by killing enemies of course). While Titus&#039; starting equipment consists of a bolt pistol and combat knife, weapons can range from bolters to lascannons to plasma guns to thunder hammers. You also get to take jump packs which allows you to fly and make an assault jump, which allows you to create an AoE explosion by violently landing in a position of your choosing, though this does restrict your loadouts to only melee weapons and bolters.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Captain Titus]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A Captain of the Ultramarines Chapter and their last hope of finally getting some &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;badass&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; redemption of any kind. He is sent with his company of Ultramarines to prevent an Ork Waaagh!! from looting a forgeworld. It should be noted that his character was first seen as bald but was changed to have a shaved head in the early trailers. He was finally changed to a standard space marine HAIR-etic. He is voiced by Mark Strong. Yes...&#039;&#039;&#039;HE&#039;S VOICED BY FUCKING MARK MOTHERFUCKING STRONG!&#039;&#039;&#039; He looks kinda like Proteus from Ultramarines the Movie, excluding the longer hair and the better looking armor decor. Despite being a shrewd commander, he is looked upon with suspicion by some of his fellow Ultramarines after being the only surviving battle-brother from a battle with a Chaos Sorcerer. Deep strike is his favorite entry tactic as shown by his affinity of jumping out of vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;
**At the end of the game, it&#039;s shown to the player that he does indeed possess an unnatural resistance to the warp, likely a result of his massive [[blackstone]] balls. Unfortunately, Leandros doesn&#039;t know that (the faithless cur), and since Titus is the only smurf &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;with something vaguely resembling a clue&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; who&#039;s realized that honor has a time and place, he gets roped in by the Inquisition on suspicion of &#039;&#039;&#039;HERESY!&#039;&#039;&#039; Thankfully, Thrax doesn&#039;t take his gun, implying that he isn&#039;t buying it... but that still means a certain newbie smurf is going to have a very long discussion on the merits of trust with a power fist, right after the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;anal probing&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; tests of faith are done.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Veteran Sergeant Sidonus&#039;&#039;&#039; - A slightly grumpy smurf, Sidonus is a veteran of the Ultramarines and designated comedian of the squad, delivering dry humor to the heart of the enemy when necessary (or when not so necessary). He is said to have battled Tyranids, Orks, Eldar, Chaos space Marines and Necrons during his centuries of battle. Quite badass, &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;for an&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; like all old Adeptus Astartes. He also has a bionic arm after getting his real one nom&#039;d by Tyranids [[Tarkus|(Wait, I think I&#039;ve already heard something like this...)]]. Also lost his eye and half of his face when an Eldar weapon blew up in his face [[Huron Blackheart|(... and something like this too...)]]. Decided not to get reconstructive surgery done, opting instead to leave the scars because it looks badass.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lawful Stupid|Brother Leandros]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A newly recruited Ultramarine clinging to his shortened copy of the [[Codex Astartes]] and behaves as a typical Wardian-era smurf. He is the youngest of the squad, being only 75 years old (which is considered young by Space Marine standards) yet he has one of the highest honors that a chapter can bestow (&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;that, ironically enough, seems to be missing from Sidonus&#039; power armor mantle as a &#039;&#039;veteran&#039;&#039;, it is assumed that he is trained in the use of terminator armour, like all 1st company &#039;&#039;veterans&#039;&#039;)&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; except the Crux Terminatus is a award, so he should still have been carrying it, Terminator honors. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Titus probably took his, so now he&#039;s mad at him for it... perhaps a little too mad...&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Second Lieutenant Miranda Nero&#039;&#039;&#039; - Being the only loyalist commissioned officer left, Mira leads what remains of the 203rd Cadian that was reassigned to Graia. Turns out they went too far out into the green sea and got cut off from supplies and support. She seems to share [[Merrick]]&#039;s view of placing the lives of her men above the Imperium. &#039;&#039;&#039;HERESY!!!&#039;&#039;&#039; The fact that she&#039;s holding the entire operation together despite being just a lieutenant impresses even Titus.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Inquisitor Jean-Baptiste Emanuel &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Zorg&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Skrillex&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Drogan&#039;&#039;&#039; - The Inquisitor. He looks like he hasn&#039;t slept in a week (which is understandable, given that he&#039;s fighting both an Ork [[WAAAGH]] and [[Chaos Space Marine]]s), and his hair is really dirty and emo looking. He also has a metal plate attached to the right side of his head. Must be a radical. He&#039;s also &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREMELY&#039;&#039;&#039; obsessed with killing xenos due to him being previously tortured by xenos (&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;possibly [[Dark Eldar]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;) Yeah, because we know that anyone can escape from Commoragh) for several years. During his time on Graia, his &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; obsession made him create mysterious experimental weapons in hopes of getting revenge, and one of these experiments included a portal that led to &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; consequences. This is due to the fact that the forces of chaos used said portal to enter the forge world, &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039;ly. His eyes also lit up during a cutscene. MUST BE A HERETIC. BIG TWEEST. HE&#039;S A PUPPET FOR THE LORD SORCERER.......... Okay it isn&#039;t that simple. Turns our he had a &amp;quot;subject&amp;quot; delivered to his laboratory to test his shiny new weapon on, the &amp;quot;subject&amp;quot;, turned out to be a daemon which escaped, and proceeded to buttrape poor Drogan (all the backstory is in the audio logs). Since this daemon read the fluff, he&#039;s decided that &#039;&#039;maybe&#039;&#039; the &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; factions have a bit more pull, so he pretends to be &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nemeroth|Lord Nemeroth]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A Chaos Terminator Sorcerer Lord and the &#039;&#039;&#039;Big Bad&#039;&#039;&#039; of the game. He is possibly the Sorcerer Titus &amp;quot;killed&amp;quot; previously. He leads a warband consisting of [[Chaos Marines]], Khornate [[bloodletters]], [[Blight Drones]], and Tzeentch psychers (presumably the forces of [[slaanesh]] were left out so as to avoid an adults only rating in America). He also proves Relics infinite creativity at naming characters, for the difference between him and Eliphas&#039; nagging wife is but two wretched letters. Also found a way around the of the Squishy Wizard law, because he wears &#039;&#039;&#039;TERMINATOR ARMOR&#039;&#039;&#039;. Still got beat up by an Ork wearing almost no armour, though. Titus manages to defeat Nemeroth because the latter forgot to wear a helmet (then again, so does Titus).  Shame, too, because he was just at the doorstep of becoming a [[Daemon Prince]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Warboss Grimskull]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  - He is the Ork Warboss leading his Ork [[WAAAGH]]!!! on Graia with the intention of stealing the planet&#039;s Titans. Later on, he becomes interested in the power source Titus and Inquisitor Drogan possess. He ain&#039;t so easy to kill.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Inquisitor Thrax&#039;&#039;&#039; - The inquisitor that appears at the end of the game, where his name was mentioned on the monitor for the status on Graia. He came to take Titus heresy investigation after Leandros&#039; accusation. Was likely planned to be a major character in the sequel, but that unfortunately never came to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Things that rock ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Angry marine by mysteryone617-d3j5gzj.png|300px|thumb|The official sequel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Seemingly a better game than that [[Warhammer 40,000: Fire Warrior]] where you play as a [[Tau|Space Communist]] on his first day of duty, who is apparently a one man (well, xenos) army that could single-handedly kill genetically modified super soldiers, &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;a daemon prince&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; TWO Daemon Princes and a greater daemon of [[Tzeentch]]. lolwut?&lt;br /&gt;
* You get to play as a Space Marine.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Bolter]]s that work as they should i.e. a big badass cannon of a gun that can rip an Ork&#039;s arms off with exploding rocket-propelled rounds. &lt;br /&gt;
* Guardsmen who fight alongside you have balls of steel, they rarely fall back. (Which makes crunch sense: with a Space Marine Captain alongside them, they too SHALL KNOW NO FEAR!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Orks (this time they actually look like a credible treat, not just dumb drunk ape-brawlers on steroids)&lt;br /&gt;
* Captain Titus isn&#039;t a total Mary Sue like the rest of this Chapter, even going so far to say that the [[Codex Astartes]] is just a guidebook and not meant to be taken literally. Thus: FUCK YOU MATT WARD. &lt;br /&gt;
* NO REALLY FUCK YOU MATT WARD&lt;br /&gt;
* Hilarious amounts of blood, dismemberment, and all other forms of gore you could imagine. [[Khorne]] would probably favor this game, even if you do play an Ultramarine.&lt;br /&gt;
* Executions (like the sync kills in DoW, which you can do to a stunned enemy) are actually required for you to restore your health, rather than going around and picking up medpacks, ducking in a corner and letting your wounds heal like magic, or some other unmanly method. Ensuring that playing longer requires you to give those guys screaming at you a good ol&#039; fashion Chainsword enema, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
* Chaos Space Marines.&lt;br /&gt;
* BLOODLETTERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
* You pick up an [[Autocannon]] in &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;one&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; TWO levels. &lt;br /&gt;
[[File:The weak.jpg|300px|right|thumb|One is running away from the enemy, the other is running &#039;&#039;&#039;INTO&#039;&#039;&#039; the enemy. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Which do you think is loyal to the Emprah?&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Another difference: one is a genetically modified super soldier with a FUCKHEUGE power armor and Ultrasmurf plot armor, the other is a normal man with a cardboard armor and a flashlight. Both are facing [[Angry Marines|angry]] green warmongers. Which do you think has [[Imperial Guard|balls of steel]]?]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Mark Strong (who you may remember from his previous roles starring in Rocknrolla, Kickass, Robin Hood, Stardust and Sherlock Holmes) as the voice of Captain Titus.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;JUMP PACKS.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Out of fuel. (They be awesome while they last though)&lt;br /&gt;
* Pre-Order skins for [[Black Templars]], [[Blood Ravens]], [[Space Wolves]], &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Iron Hands]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; [[Iron Warriors]] and [[Emperor&#039;s Children]].&lt;br /&gt;
* Apparently, even the games demo would destroy a PC&#039;s motherboard due to its extreme epicness. Watch here for proof [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=47PDV9Rcjv4]&lt;br /&gt;
*  Co-op comes in the form a 4-player Horde mode.&lt;br /&gt;
* Standard multiplayer is Chaos vs. Spess Mehrens. Fuck yes.&lt;br /&gt;
* You get to paint your own multiplayer character, much like the army painter system in DoWII. You also get to pick your own loadout.&lt;br /&gt;
*Cock of Duty-like perks. Yes, multiplayer perks. However some of them are cool and are named after rules from the TT game, Most make sense, others are FUCKING STUPID (see bottom of next list). One real nice thing about the perks is that you can use them along with your tailored loadout in EXTERMINATUS.&lt;br /&gt;
**Said mode brings together 4 battle brothers able to act essentially like mini-Tituses, healing at ridiculous rates with Zeal, Larraman&#039;s Blessing or Iron Halo and slaughtering 20 waves worth of orks and one of chaos (or guardsmen, for Chaos Unleashed players)&lt;br /&gt;
*Livery changes for the single player are widely available for free. If you still hate the smurfs, you can easily change that by playing something like the [[Black Templars]] or [[Angry Marines]]. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;are unlocked at level 5 and only affect multiplayer. Enjoy your smurfs.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt; ACTUALLY:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; whilst it is true that customization options are only available from level 4 onwards, there are unofficial modifications available for livery changes for a great number of chapters in single player. (see: http://forums.relicnews.com/showthread.php?262044-Space-Marine-Custom-Titus-Skins-Armour-of-Angelos)&lt;br /&gt;
*After release fans wouldn&#039;t stop bitching (read flooding the official forums) asking for a mute all button in the multiplayer lobby. A couple weeks later an update included the mute all button, in short &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;THEY [[Gets_shit_done|GET SHIT DONE]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*New DLC just added [[Dreadnought]]s (AKA ungodly walking rape machine).&lt;br /&gt;
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== Things that Suck ==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cadians are portrayed as pussies who have to rely on the Smurfs to get anything done, with the sole exception of Mira. Someone at Relic mistakenly believed that Cadians are just another one of those regiments that rely purely on numbers to get shit done. In reality, with all the training from birth and living next to the Eye of Terror things, they should be telling the Orks where to shove it and Chaos forces whose dicks to suck. (While outnumbered at least 100 to 1 and cut off from resupply? ESPECIALLY when outnumbered and undersuplied, CADIA LIVES!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Explosions look like total ASS. While the texture work on the game is extremely detailed, they apparently skimped on their pyrotechnic effects. Some of the smoke and explosion effects look like they came off a PS1 game. This is painfully jarring in the opening aerial battle between the navy and the Orks.&lt;br /&gt;
* Ultrasmurfs. (Bear in mind though, you would probably bitch about it if they mentioned any other chapter as &amp;quot;the greatest of them all&amp;quot;. [[Ultramarines:The_Movie|Observe]]). However, it could be argued that part of the joy of the badassery of Captain Titus is that he lends credit to that stereotype.&lt;br /&gt;
* While &amp;quot;Cover is for Pussies&amp;quot; is a manly mechanic, being able to fire from cover while being pinned by tons of Ork Shootas and Chaos Havocs in unreachable positions wouldn&#039;t be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;
** Don&#039;t forget the waves of renegade guardsmen who posses an inexhaustible supply of grenades that they lob at you without hesitation. This alone makes it nearly impossible to complete the later chapters without abusing cover and Lascannon camping.&lt;br /&gt;
*No awesome executions in multiplayer. Multiplayer executions were dropped because it would leave you vulnerable while performing it and [[Matt Ward|some people]] would get upset at seeing their marine having their organs torn out. This leaves one wondering why it wouldn&#039;t be left in as an optional humiliation move.&lt;br /&gt;
**More baffling is that it is being left out of the upcoming co-op as well for the exact same reasons, despite it being in singleplayer, meaning you can only regain health by [[Gay|hiding in cover while your health regenerates.]][[Derp| &amp;quot;Cover is for the weak&amp;quot; indeed.]]&lt;br /&gt;
***Further undermined by the fact that not taking cover against Tankbustaz will get you killed in a ludicrously quick-and-dirty way, as will charging into a pack of Traitor Guardsmen whilst they burn you alive in your artificer armor with volleys of [[Lasgun|flashlight]] fire.&lt;br /&gt;
* Explaining things to the newbs.&lt;br /&gt;
*There is NOBODY in fucking multiplayer, seriously, I&#039;ve fucking waited for hours.&lt;br /&gt;
* They wanted to cast Sean Pertwee (Who played Governor Severus in Fire Warrior) as one of the characters, but they already had enough VA&#039;s. Not having Sean Pertwee in a Warhammer game, or film, is just plain wrong (though they do express desire to cast him in a possible sequel). &#039;&#039;&#039;UNFORTUNATELY!&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;THQ said that there won&#039;t be a sequel. [[Rage|FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;There might be a sequel, apparently, but only if THQ doesn&#039;t collapse in on itself like a super-massive star due to all its debt.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; THQ just went belly-up. The sequel&#039;s destiny is now in the hands of Sega....Emperor preserve us all.&lt;br /&gt;
* Another 40k game about some Space Marine snowflake. See Ultrasmurfs. But on the bright side, only Leandros acts like the generic Mary sue Ultramarine, Titus and Sidonus are, more-or-less likable, even by those with a slight distaste for the Ultramarines.&lt;br /&gt;
* Not enough choppy. For a game that relies a lot on melee combat, not a lot of actual melee weapons to go around, only a knife (Which you can only use at the beginning of the game), chainsword, power axe, and thunder hammer and additionally, sync-kills are fairly limited for each one and starts to get &amp;quot;meh&amp;quot; after a few playthroughs. Given 40K&#039;s extensive armory of choppy choppas, you would think Relic could include more things like more power swords, fists and claws, eviscerator chainswords (And a large two-handed, flamer-toting chainsword would have been emprah-like to have), or just more sync-kills for said 4 weapons so players would have more variety in the amount of gore present.&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.spacemarine.com/blog-post/warhammer-40000-space-marine-e3-game-demo-walkthrough Apparently, melta guns are shotguns now and the Lascannon is some kind of retarded sniper rifle with slow-mo.]&lt;br /&gt;
**&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Matt Ward|Sounds somehow familiar, no?]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; The Meltas are only shotguns as far as digital [[crunch]] is concerned; they&#039;re still burning death rays fluff-wise, disintegrating tons of orks and even daemons in one shot. As for the Lascannons, they aren&#039;t any more or less of a sniper weapon here than they are on the tabletop (basically an anti-materiel rifle, except on super grimdark space steroids).  Neither of them do a lot against Dreads, which is bullshit. The lascannon has a minor mitigation in that Titus doesn&#039;t have the accompanying power-backpack, which could understandably make each shot less powerful.&lt;br /&gt;
*Games consist of melta, plasma cannon, stormbolter, or vengeance launcher spam, the few players who disdain cheap tactics (oddly the ps3 space wolves champion this view) lose on principle unless they&#039;re banned in a tournament or are a cheating fuck named jwolf96 who bolt pistols you with a headshot WHILE JUMPING AROUND AS ASSAULT.EVERY TIME.hax.&lt;br /&gt;
*No [[Flamer]]s. (melta gun doesn&#039;t count)&lt;br /&gt;
*No [[Grav-Weaponry]]. (No halofags the Thunder Hammer is &#039;&#039;&#039;not&#039;&#039;&#039; a grav-weapon)&lt;br /&gt;
*Gears of War fanboys constantly saying that the game is a copy of Gears of War, even though it&#039;s a hack and slash shooter hybrid that does not feature a cover system (GOW is like a ducking simulator). They&#039;re also too magnificently retarded to realize that Warhammer 40,000 came Waaaaaaaaayyyyy before Gears of War. Not to mention the [[Space Marines]] of 40k inspired the giant space marine with the huge weapons.&lt;br /&gt;
*FUCKING audio stutter during times where you&#039;re battling hordes of enemies (which, in a hack-and-slash game, happens all the time). It&#039;s revealed that this is not hardware related as even those with high-powered machines and updated drivers also suffer from this. Relic might provide a fix for this but some are shifty about this, fearing that they might pull off the old [[Dawn of War]] ignorance on this game too. If you want a slightly acceptable temporary fix for this that doesn&#039;t require you playing this game in silence, infinitely loop a battle theme of your choosing on your music player such as [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MRiU2N03Rzs Requiem for a Tower] while playing, set your volume to a level of your choosing, and gleefully continue hacking your opponents to shreds and curb-stomping them to paste. If you need the voices for tactical input, just enable subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;
*Shitty voice acting from anyone who is not a space marine (or lieutenant mira) &lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbiqNn6LxFM Shitty fucking lag that has remained unfixed over a month after its released], ergo consigning the game to the dustbin as new Vidya Gaems that are frankly better than it are released.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Only five maps, all of which encourage outright camping and grenade spam.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; They&#039;re releasing more maps every few months.&lt;br /&gt;
*Matchmaking sucks a bag of dicks the size of a [[Nurgle|Great Unclean One]].&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Devastator Marines are vastly more powerful than all other Marines, and it&#039;s possible to circumvent the Heavy Bolter&#039;s setup time by switching to/from your pistol. The switch-setup was fixed in a patch, but Devastators are still infinitely superior to anything any other Marine class can do damage-wise Assault/Raptor with thunder hammer/daemon maul with Killing Blow. Nuff said.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Plus the inability to dodge effectively, (Learn to combat roll, dumbass. Saves my bacon all the time.) slow recharge times on armor and health, and the fact that one shot from a tactical marine&#039;s plasma gun will melt your shit instantly balances it out. N00bs need to STFU and get some skill and stop whining. Also, unlike Raptors/Assault Marines, Devastators can&#039;t FLY.&lt;br /&gt;
*There were originally going to be Combi-Weapons in the game, but it was scrapped.&lt;br /&gt;
*Environments need more variety. A lot more variety. The game really doesn&#039;t start shaking shit up until about halfway through. Till then, everything is cityscape type level killing a bunch of Orks.&lt;br /&gt;
*On the console versions, accusations of Standbying (abusing host lag) are &#039;&#039;rampant&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Makes no fucking sense from a chronological perspective - Graia was OMNOMNOM&#039;d by the [[Tyranids]] (caught in the path of the initial Hive Fleet that approached Macragge) long before the events of Dawn of War and Dawn of War 2 - meaning that Titus&#039; victory was ultimately a pyrrhic one, unless there&#039;s another Graia out there in the Imperium of Man. It&#039;s an alternate timeline, and it takes place on a different Graia (this particular Graia is located in the Segmentum Tempestus, not Ultima Segmentum). You can tell because Titus is the Captain of the Ultramarine&#039;s Second Company instead of Sicarius and Titan Invictus wasn&#039;t destroyed in the 13th Black Crusade (which was way before Dawn of War).&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*It takes place some time into M42, and it&#039;s a different Graia. Evidence: In Ultramarines: The Movie, Captain Severus was 2nd Company Captain, and the film took place after the battle for Macragge given their WE MARCH FOR MACRAGGE creed. Sicarius is either dead or been promoted by now. With Severus dead by the hands of the Daemon, Titus becomes his successor. Further proof comes from the Blood Ravens appearance. Hive Fleet Leviathan, a splinter of which was defeated by the Magpies in DOW2, showed up in the final years of M41. Given that Retribution takes place 11 years after that, and Titus mentions the Aurelian Crusades, Relic has left the 41st Millennium behind. In four games, Relic has pushed further with the 40K timeline than Games Workshop has in twenty years.&lt;br /&gt;
**This is more or less confirmed by 8th edition. Cato Sicarius gets lost in the Warp at one point, so naturally they would have promoted someone else (namely Titus) to fill in. Sure the [[Great Rift]] doesn&#039;t appear on the map in the intro, but it hadn&#039;t been made up yet IRL, what are you gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;
* Not enough Ham. From the company that brought such gems as &amp;quot;BEAR WITNESS TO MY ASCENSION!!!!&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! LET THE GALAXY BURN!&amp;quot;, it&#039;s a bit of a letdown when &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;even the Orks sound bored&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; you call &amp;quot;GIT OFF MAH SHIP, SPACE MUHREEN!!&amp;quot; bored? Calm Space Marines are boring Space Marines. Shout your litanies to the Emperor, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Multiplayer perks. COCK OF DUTY MODERN SHITFUCK ANNOYING FUCKING &#039;MARTYRDOM&#039; RIPOFF. Yes. Your armor&#039;s power-pack/jump-pack EXPLODES with a ludicrous kill zone. FUCKING ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;
** this game is Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 with &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;bigger guys&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; for you&lt;br /&gt;
* Multiplayer: MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. NOW I LAG LOLOLOLOLOL. But this comes as a result of no dedicated servers due to a small playerbase. (One player goes as far as to call Host Migrations &amp;quot;Warp Storms&amp;quot; over voice chat, due to the seeming level of warp-dickery behind their timing.)&lt;br /&gt;
* Dreadnoughts are unstoppable rape machines that will steamroll the entire enemy team by themselves unless it is made up entirely of devastator marines (RELIC SUCKS AT BALANCE!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Final boss fight with Nemeroth is disappointing. Instead of having a proper fight like against Grimskull, it&#039;s just a quick-time event. While being sort of epic the first time you play it (You &#039;&#039;are&#039;&#039; falling down a space elevator, after all) it gets repetitive and boring in following play-throughs. Also, you can spam all three of the required inputs at once with no penalty.&lt;br /&gt;
** And to get to the irritating button mash you have to drudge through a long and annoying fight with his OP minions.&lt;br /&gt;
*Good luck finding a game that&#039;s on any of the DLC stuff, or outside of the original five maps, You won&#039;t find any matches that aren&#039;t Seize Ground or Annihilation. We seriously need a new Space Marine game.&lt;br /&gt;
* There&#039;s no-one fucking playing multiplayer anymore&lt;br /&gt;
* We&#039;re never gonna get a sequel :c&lt;br /&gt;
* A squad of [[Sternguard Veterans]] or [[Terminators]] could have solved both the Orc and Chaos problems in under thirty minutes. A squad of each should have been aboard the [[Strike Cruiser]] in orbit. Deamon Prince Nemeroth whiled on by Assault Terminators led by Titus would have been [[funny]] and [[awesome]] to see.&lt;br /&gt;
* Your a dwarf in a barrel.&lt;br /&gt;
* Exterminatus glitching the fuck out.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Downloadable Content ==&lt;br /&gt;
The game is constantly being supported and so much new content has been added over the past few months, it&#039;s astonishing. New content includes new modes such as capture the flag mode, capture and control, and dreadnought assault. New maps have been released, and previous pre-order only skins are now available to buy (including new ones such as the Legion of the Damned skin-YEAH!) Below is a list of all the dlc you can buy now (some of which is free by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Exterminatus&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: This is a free update that added co-op to the game. A much needed add-on. Let&#039;s you play as Loyalist Marines in a team of four vs hordes of orks. Fun and crazy, (SPOILER!) final round is a bonus round against Chaos (end of spoiler.) Can use all your multiplayer loadouts and gain experience as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Chaos Unleashed&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: You can now play as Chaos Space Marines in the Exterminatus game mode. Gameplay wise it isn&#039;t different from the Loyalist version, but new enemies along with the ol&#039; ORKS are present. These new enemies are the Imperial Guard and the orks get a new unit (read ork entry below.) Oh yeah and we can now KILLZ US SOME SPACE MARINES! ULTRAMARINES TO BOOT!&lt;br /&gt;
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**IG units include: regular shock troops with lasguns, veterans with chainswords (yes you read that right), sanctioned Imperial psykers who can also tackle stun you, troops with melta guns and troops with grenade launchers.&lt;br /&gt;
**Apart from the IG forces the Orks have their old units returning with the addition of KILLA KANZ coming in during the bonus round! [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WY2sni61dms The start of the bonus round and how fucking tough it is.] &lt;br /&gt;
**Yes, space marines are part of the enemy now, and they are tough as hell to kill. If anyone made it to the bonus chaos round for the loyalists, they will know. They have the same armor and health as the CSM of that bonus round, but come standard in every arena (during the later half usually.) You need to work together as a team to take them down, if not you&#039;ll get overwhelmed pretty easily. They have the tactical marines, assault marines without jump packs (Thank the Dark Gods) and devastators with plasma cannons (That can fuck your shit in case you allow them to fire a volley)&lt;br /&gt;
**Three new maps including Habs Ablaze, Station Tertius and Aquila Canyon. This dlc also includes new achievements and trophies. &lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Capture the flag (free update)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: Regular run of the mill capture the capture the flag mode. Unfortunately, devolves into everyone camping their sides to defend their flags and going long range. &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;IF&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; you&#039;ve got balls of steel. then charge the other side to scare the hell out of them. Preferably use the Assault Marine with a hammer and &amp;quot;Death from above&amp;quot; upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Capture and control&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Currently playing. Will update soon.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Sadly, due to bad matchmaking and division of map rotations, I cannot find a game to play of this mode. Will try to update soon. If anyone else has, you obviously have the right to update it on your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dreadnought Assault&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: Probably the most controversial of the game modes. This player has already played it and highly recommends it. But the playerbase is apparently divided. Basically, you have to capture the Dreadnought capture point and as soon as it is captured, a teammate that is inside the point will be chosen to pilot the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;suit&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; rape machine (at random? no idea. Needs confirmation.) You have to use the dreadnought to &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;capture the other points&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; assrape the other team. It is an ungodly powerful machine with a lot of health and you gain the auto/assaultcannon, powerfist/claw (both former weapons for loyalists and latter for Chaos, the auto-cannon and assault cannon are the weapons that differ from their counterpart on the other side, with the auto having lower RoF but higher damage per shot, and the assault having higher RoF but less damage per shot, but both fire rapidly enough to be used the same way), and meltagun. Obviously becomes a fire magnet and players will mostly use &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;devastators&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Thunderhammers/Power Mauls on it. (contrary to tabletop, DEVASTATORS/HAVOCS CAN&#039;T SCRATCH THE DAMN DREADNOUGHT) Comes with appropriate skins for Chaos and Loyalist marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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**Includes three new maps as well; Desolation, Dome Mechanicus and Chem Refinery. New achievements/trophies also included.&lt;br /&gt;
**Has apparently vanished into the ether on the Xbox marketplace and is no longer available (on that system at least). Perhaps the playerbase bitched too much?&lt;br /&gt;
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*As said before, pre-order skins are now available, including some new ones. Just to get you drooling, Iron Hands and Death Guard armor. OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Subsection F, article U:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;+[ How to destroy the Dreadnought ]+&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As tested by two players, one yours truly, there is a limited number of options when it comes to dealing with an enemy Dreadnought. &lt;br /&gt;
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#Lascannons do minimal damage. Headshots can do some decent damage - but it&#039;s finicky due to lag and a weird head hitbox (especially since the extra-damage weak point on the Dreadnought is the engine at the back, not the head, oops).&lt;br /&gt;
#Stalker Bolter is more reliable, but nowhere near as good against the Dread. Works well on its escorts, though.&lt;br /&gt;
#Heavy Bolter can damage it but it takes a lot of shots, and the Dread *will* return fire at the first opportunity and fuck your ass. Fire and move.&lt;br /&gt;
#[[What|Meltaguns do nothing.]] Avoid. (They take off exactly 10% of the Dreadnought&#039;s health from pointblank range, make of this what you will).&lt;br /&gt;
#Grenades only annoy it, but Flash Grenades can blind it for a second.&lt;br /&gt;
#Devastator stomp does nothing (and if you were trying to do this in the first place, [[Tau|gb2Tau]]).&lt;br /&gt;
#Plasma Guns and Pistols do absolutely nothing unless charged, and are questionably useful if charged. The &amp;quot;Sticky&amp;quot; charged shot though is great for drawing a Dread&#039;s attention, and can do a bit of damage to help out or soften it up prior to an attack.&lt;br /&gt;
#A Dread&#039;s close combat arm will put your head through your ass and send you flying in one hit.&lt;br /&gt;
#The Dreadnought has its own Iron Halo shield, but only for one charge that lasts for about 30 seconds. When activated, the Dreadnought strikes a distinctive pose while its arm glows. Firing at it now is a waste of ammo and your life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your destructive answer in this case is PLASMA, followed by VENGEANCE LAUNCHER. Plasma cannons are the only heavy weapon that will reliably do anything of relevance to the Dreadnought, and it takes around 10 shots. The only option other than Plasma Cannons are the Vengeance Launcher and the Thunderhammer/Power Maul. The former will do in a Dread in about 12 shots; the latter, if you have the Killing Blow perk, will make quick work of the Dreadnought.&lt;br /&gt;
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#&#039;&#039;&#039;USE PLASMA CANNONS AT RANGE.&#039;&#039;&#039; Fire a barrage and fuck off. Watch for return fire, the Assault Cannon/Reaper Autocannon have a hellish rate of fire and will tear you to shreds.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;ALTERNATELY, USE HEAVY BOLTER AND CAMP TACTICAL LOCATIONS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Heavy Bolter can rack up insane damage very, very quickly and can easily wipe a squad of Escorts if you set up correctly. Surprisingly, the Heavy Bolter can also do a lot of damage to the Dread if it doesn&#039;t get a chance to return fire (I.E. it has its attention held by Plasma Cannoneers and the like).&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;LASCANNON ONLY IF YOU&#039;RE THE HOST.&#039;&#039;&#039; Lag makes Lascannon headshots completely unreliable unless you&#039;re the host, and turns the potential the Lascannon has against both the Dread and its escorts to functionally nil. If you &#039;&#039;are&#039;&#039; the host, feel free to use the Lascannon, as it can damage the Dreadnought (not as much as the Plasma Cannon though) and easily wipe the Escorts out. Generally though, you will want one of the other Heavy weapons (again, mostly Plasma Cannons).&lt;br /&gt;
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#&#039;&#039;&#039;DRAW SOME ATTENTION WITH THE PLASMA PISTOL.&#039;&#039;&#039; The Plasma Pistol&#039;s virtually worthless damage-wise against the Dread, but a charged shot will stick to it, fuck up its vision for a half-second or so, and rattle around its aim a bit. Consider a Plas Pistol charged shot when you need to get the Dread&#039;s attention and keep it from a safer distance.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;SWORDS AND CHAINSWORDS, LEAD THE WAY.&#039;&#039;&#039; Combine a Sword (Chain or Power) with Swordsman&#039;s Zeal and Combat Drugs. You&#039;ll generally not do any appreciable damage to the Dreadnought, but that isn&#039;t the point: You can use this combo to land next to a Dread, get in a swipe or two on either it or its escorts, and fuck off, potentially drawing fire and attention away from much more important matters (like the Devastators your team has lining up shots). Note, however, that if you delay or the enemy team is smart, you will wind up a bloody smear on the floor. If not on active Dread attention-getting duty, help cap points and deal with the escorts.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;AXES ARE RISKY BUSINESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Axeman&#039;s Zeal offers bigger damage chunks and the same delicious healing, and works the same way as the Sword/Chainsword tactic above, but it leaves you open more. Bear this in mind. If you&#039;re not that good with the Axe, leave it at home.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;THUNDER HAMMER/DAEMON MAUL - THE KILLING BLOW.&#039;&#039;&#039; Killing Blow helps. A &#039;&#039;fucking&#039;&#039; lot. Without this perk, you can still wreck up the Dreadnought, but not by yourself. Two or more Assaults with hammers and the Dreadnought is [[Ork|proppa]] fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;SUICIDE IS PAINLESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s a dick move, but loading up with Final Vengeance Assaults can do some good damage to the Dreadnought if absolutely every other fucking tactic fails. Fly in, spam grenades, Swing Sword/Axe/Hammer until killed, die on purpose, explode.&lt;br /&gt;
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#&#039;&#039;&#039;PLASMA GUN IS AN OKAY CHOICE I GUESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Similar to the Plasma Pistol, you aren&#039;t taking the Plasma Gun for the damage, even though it is a little higher than the Plasma Pistol&#039;s and it can damage the Dread better. The main advantage is punching the fucking escorts with it, or sticking charged shots to the Dread itself to draw attention, damage it a little, and throw off its aim. Fire off a shot, then get the fuck out of dodge.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;HELP CAP FUCKING POINTS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Damned things won&#039;t handle themselves, and you need &#039;em to win.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;MOST OF YOUR WEAPONRY WON&#039;T HURT THE DREADNOUGHT.&#039;&#039;&#039; The Tactical has &#039;&#039;one&#039;&#039; weapon that can contribute to a fight with the Dreadnought, and it&#039;s also the one weapon almost fucking nobody uses: The Vengeance Launcher. It takes about 12-14 shots given ideal aim, but the Vengeance Launcher &#039;&#039;can&#039;&#039; kill the Dreadnought. Working in teams, this can actually be just as effective as Plasma Cannon spamming - do note that it holds much less ammo, though, and is much harder to use.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;HELP YOUR TEAMMATES.&#039;&#039;&#039; Teleport Homer may be the most unsung hero of Dreadnought fights. One Tactical in a good spot can effectively act as a mobile spawnpoint for his buddies. Ideal for Devastator teams which need a quick way into the fight that isn&#039;t a [[METAL BOXES|Metal Box]].&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;YOU STILL HAVE GRENADES.&#039;&#039;&#039; Grenades can still do damage and still blind the Dreadnought, so for fuck&#039;s sake, use them.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;STALKER BOLTER THE FUCKING ESCORTS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Stalker Bolter will cut the escorts to shreds if you&#039;re a good shot, and can reliably damage the Dreadnought a tiny bit if there&#039;s no other targets of opportunity handy (generally you want to avoid pissing it off as a Tactical, though). Stalker the escorts though, to ensure your teammates can deal with the Dread easier without worrying about its squad of tagalongs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;An important note about the DLC. While a lot of the new stuff is fun and cool, the lists are divided by map rotations. Meaning when you choose a specific game mode, you choose the content you want to play in. Normally this isn&#039;t so bad, but what ends up happening is that you wait and wait for games to appear for the selected content. If you don&#039;t join a game for that dlc during that waiting time, you are pushed into a standard content game. So you want to join a Chaos Unleashed map, but there&#039;s no one around, so you join (read: forced into) a regular match. Oh no, the second you join said match, other people joined the CU list and you just left. Hopefully something will done about that.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[ How to spam Chaos Unleashed Exterminatus ]&lt;br /&gt;
This DLC added IG and SPESS MAHREENS to your Ork hordes, while allowing you to be HERETICS. Sounds awful, right? WRONG. This mode is actually easy to spam to the bonus wave.&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1: if you manage to get a full four players, divide yourselves among Raptors and Tacticals. (With a minimum of one raptor, but preferably two or three)&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1.5: If you&#039;re a raptor, have the perks for damage when you lift off and land on with your jump pack, and a daemon maul or chain axe if you don&#039;t like the low swing speed of the maul. (not required but it helps.)&lt;br /&gt;
If you&#039;re a/the tactical marine, have the teleport homer and perk that allows an extra weapon. Have a bolter, melta gun, and plasma gun. (Again, not required but it helps)&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 2: When you enter the map, have one raptor jump to the Orks, and the other jump to the IG forces, while the tactical marines camp in a corner of the map of their choice. &lt;br /&gt;
STEP 3: Have the raptors bait the two forces together, kill a few if you&#039;re feeling ballsy, and jump away back to the tacticals. The Orks and IG should start beating the fuck out of each other while only a few stragglers chase your gang. Kill the ones that follow you (it will still be a pretty steady stream, but the majority of their forces will be Shooting/chopping each other. )&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 4: The IG WILL win once teh SPESS MAHREENS show up. But usually they&#039;ll only have a small squads worth of either. You now have two options. &lt;br /&gt;
1: have the raptors charge to draw fire, toss grenades, do some damage and leave, while the tacticals charge and blow them up with their meltas, should ammo run out, use fully charged plasma shots. then have them run. repeat until all forces are destroyed.  &lt;br /&gt;
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2: All of you run in from different directions, If you&#039;ve beaten the main game 1 marine and a guardsmen or two isn&#039;t difficult, hopefully (sometimes the AI will still charge one guy, ignoring targets that are closer) they will be split up enough for each player to take out his group and help the others who haven&#039;t. &lt;br /&gt;
These work all the way up to the bonus round, which is just killa kans. &lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: These require some pretty good amounts or coordination between your squad members, and due to the AI&#039;s nature have a chance of entering an &amp;quot;allies of desperation&amp;quot; pseudo alliance and zerg-rushing your squad while only minimally chopping each other, this is rare however and the above strategies work 9 times out of ten.  &lt;br /&gt;
ONE PLAYER METHOD.     &lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1: Be a raptor with the above described perks and equipment (Much more essential this time.)&lt;br /&gt;
Step 2: Basically the same as the other step 2, except you&#039;re only choosing one side (usually the orks, they&#039;ll chase you longer) and leading them to the other&lt;br /&gt;
Step 3: 9 out of ten on the maps have tiny rock outcroppings or similar that you can jump up to and are inaccessible to everything else. jump to one of these, If you don&#039;t know where one is, just go to the side of the map. &lt;br /&gt;
Step 4: When the IG win you need to do some scouting, usually the AI marines don&#039;t clump together, so find an isolated one and take him out. If they are clumped together, throw all of your grenades at them, jump in, kill one (or two if you&#039;re feeling ballsy) and jump away, there are usually one or two full refills for your grenades around the level. repeat as necessary until only Guardsmen remain, you should know how to kill a few guardsmen.&lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: This falls prey to the Allies of desperation flaw of the other one, if this happens you&#039;re fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Gallery ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Image:Space Marine screenshot 1.jpg|&amp;quot;Space Marines!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 2.jpg|&amp;quot;Kill da Space Marines!&amp;quot; (&amp;quot;Space Marines!&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Warhammer chaos.jpg|Come hither brother, for I only wish to embrace you.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Mira-noscale.jpg|She wants to fuck&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 4.jpg|Stop Ripping-off Henlein, GW, just STOP!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Warlord Class battle Titan.jpg|Dat Heeeuuge&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 5.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 6.jpg|This was cut. Probably for the best, as fighting a Deff Dread would have been either a huge letdown or harder than hell. (Actually, that&#039;s a Killa Kan. Note the two arms, instead of four)&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Renegadeguards.jpg|Wera firin ah grehn lazahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Bloodlettercharging.jpg &lt;br /&gt;
Image:Taintedpsyker.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:297690.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Sidonus.jpg|He still should go for the bionic eye implant.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Lieutenant Miranda Nero.jpg|The text box pretty much says it all. Also, hot as hell. Yeah, Rule 34 should follow quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Mira.jpg|&amp;quot;When confronted by this particular situation, the only reasonable course of action would be to give her the D.&amp;quot; --[[Roboute Guilliman]], The [[Codex Astartes]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== See Also ==&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://store.steampowered.com/app/55150/Warhammer_40000_Space_Marine/ Space Marine on Steam]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLyLLeKcxw24XO-696pWe0Ztxx14rNs-a1 The game&#039;s soundtrack]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Space Marine poster.jpg|550px|thumb|center|Where he&#039;s going, you won&#039;t need eyes...]]&lt;br /&gt;
Space Marine is a 3rd-person video game which is featured on the PC, the [[/v/|ECKSBAWKS 360, and the PS3]]. Its genre is a hybrid of shooting and hack and slash. It was released on September 6, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Plot ==&lt;br /&gt;
The [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2o-LmI3kiE&amp;amp;|The story] is set on the Forgeworld of Graia. It&#039;s being invaded by Orks who wish to loot the shit out of it; weapons, ammunition, vehicles, you name it. Rather surprisingly, the Orks have an actual objective this time: to steal a Warlord-class Titan of the Morning Star Legion &amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:green;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;(cuz iz ded shooty)&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;, an idea the Imperium isn&#039;t overly fond of. At first, the 203rd Cadian regiment was sent in to reinforce the forgeworld&#039;s defenses, but were eventually overwhelmed and pushed into a desperate defensive posture due to the Orks shooting down the majority of their support craft and simply outnumbering them by 100:1. Captain Titus and a small force of [[Ultramarines]] are then sent to hold back the invading Orks with the help of what&#039;s left of the Guard while the liberation fleet is on its way. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Forces of Chaos also have a part to play, and are led by a Terminator sorcerer lord named Nemeroth. They&#039;re basically here to open a warp portal using an heretically radical device to both turn Graia into a daemon world and also so Nemeroth can become a Daemon Prince. And unlike previous games, this features actual traitor guardsmen, not the &amp;quot;we&#039;ve recently converted to chaos and we&#039;re here as fodder&amp;quot; guardsmen featured in Dawn of War, fuck no, these are kickass [[Lost and the Damned]] guardsmen.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not surprisingly, [[Blood Ravens|BLOD REHVENS]] play a role, set against Chaos as they were seen holding the initial incursion, though they only appear in brief cameo. If the game is set after [[Dawn of War II|DoWII]] then we will see [[Gabriel Angelos|Gabe&#039;s]] reforms in action, which is nice (if the Marine ending in Retribution takes place).&lt;br /&gt;
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== Gameplay ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:SpaceMarinePCBig.jpg|300px|right|thumb|Captain Titus vs EVERYTHING]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Commissar Fuklaw|No cover system. As a man from Relic said: &amp;quot;cover is for pussies&amp;quot;. Space Marines are too awesome to be cowering behind cover]]. As a Space Marine, you are given enhanced regenerative abilities and an Iron Halo shield (due to your status as Captain). There are also brutal kills which the player can do to make the enemy&#039;s deaths more humorous/gory (to regain health like a man and to show-off the awesomeness of the Angels of Death, of course). Since you are playing as a Space Marine (and better yet, a veteran of 200 years of battle) you could easily kill thousands of Orks with just a simple vertical slash.&lt;br /&gt;
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That being said, the Forces of Chaos are a lot tougher. Traitor guardsmen are still as weak as ordinary Ork sluggas and shootas, but are quite tactical, being able to organize and &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;plan strategies&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; spam grenades like they&#039;re playing a Call of Duty game. Corrupted psykers can spawn enemies and easily kill you from afar. Khorne Bloodletters can teleport, making it hard for you to shoot them, deal massive amounts of damage and can withstand quite a bit themselves. Chaos Space Marines are far more deadly. They pack weapons that are functionally the same as yours are by far the most durable enemies, and they have regenerating shields like you do.&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of having regenerating health like every other shooter out there, you can only regenerate health by stunning enemies and [[Awesome|FATALITY-ing them Mortal Kombat-style]]. Additionally, &#039;&#039;Space Marine&#039;&#039; features a Fury system, which allows you to slow time when aiming a ranged weapon or to unleash a devastating melee attack (provided that you filled up the fury bar by killing enemies of course). While Titus&#039; starting equipment consists of a bolt pistol and combat knife, weapons can range from bolters to lascannons to plasma guns to thunder hammers. You also get to take jump packs which allows you to fly and make an assault jump, which allows you to create an AoE explosion by violently landing in a position of your choosing, though this does restrict your loadouts to only melee weapons and bolters.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Captain Titus]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A Captain of the Ultramarines Chapter and their last hope of finally getting some &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;badass&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; redemption of any kind. He is sent with his company of Ultramarines to prevent an Ork Waaagh!! from looting a forgeworld. It should be noted that his character was first seen as bald but was changed to have a shaved head in the early trailers. He was finally changed to a standard space marine HAIR-etic. He is voiced by Mark Strong. Yes...&#039;&#039;&#039;HE&#039;S VOICED BY FUCKING MARK MOTHERFUCKING STRONG!&#039;&#039;&#039; He looks kinda like Proteus from Ultramarines the Movie, excluding the longer hair and the better looking armor decor. Despite being a shrewd commander, he is looked upon with suspicion by some of his fellow Ultramarines after being the only surviving battle-brother from a battle with a Chaos Sorcerer. Deep strike is his favorite entry tactic as shown by his affinity of jumping out of vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;
**At the end of the game, it&#039;s shown to the player that he does indeed possess an unnatural resistance to the warp, likely a result of his massive [[blackstone]] balls. Unfortunately, Leandros doesn&#039;t know that (the faithless cur), and since Titus is the only smurf &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;with something vaguely resembling a clue&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; who&#039;s realized that honor has a time and place, he gets roped in by the Inquisition on suspicion of &#039;&#039;&#039;HERESY!&#039;&#039;&#039; Thankfully, Thrax doesn&#039;t take his gun, implying that he isn&#039;t buying it... but that still means a certain newbie smurf is going to have a very long discussion on the merits of trust with a power fist, right after the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;anal probing&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; tests of faith are done.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Veteran Sergeant Sidonus&#039;&#039;&#039; - A slightly grumpy smurf, Sidonus is a veteran of the Ultramarines and designated comedian of the squad, delivering dry humor to the heart of the enemy when necessary (or when not so necessary). He is said to have battled Tyranids, Orks, Eldar, Chaos space Marines and Necrons during his centuries of battle. Quite badass, &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;for an&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; like all old Adeptus Astartes. He also has a bionic arm after getting his real one nom&#039;d by Tyranids [[Tarkus|(Wait, I think I&#039;ve already heard something like this...)]]. Also lost his eye and half of his face when an Eldar weapon blew up in his face [[Huron Blackheart|(... and something like this too...)]]. Decided not to get reconstructive surgery done, opting instead to leave the scars because it looks badass.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Lawful Stupid|Brother Leandros]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A newly recruited Ultramarine clinging to his shortened copy of the [[Codex Astartes]] and behaves as a typical Wardian-era smurf. He is the youngest of the squad, being only 75 years old (which is considered young by Space Marine standards) yet he has one of the highest honors that a chapter can bestow (&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;that, ironically enough, seems to be missing from Sidonus&#039; power armor mantle as a &#039;&#039;veteran&#039;&#039;, it is assumed that he is trained in the use of terminator armour, like all 1st company &#039;&#039;veterans&#039;&#039;)&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; except the Crux Terminatus is a award, so he should still have been carrying it, Terminator honors. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Titus probably took his, so now he&#039;s mad at him for it... perhaps a little too mad...&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Second Lieutenant Miranda Nero&#039;&#039;&#039; - Being the only loyalist commissioned officer left, Mira leads what remains of the 203rd Cadian that was reassigned to Graia. Turns out they went too far out into the green sea and got cut off from supplies and support. She seems to share [[Merrick]]&#039;s view of placing the lives of her men above the Imperium. &#039;&#039;&#039;HERESY!!!&#039;&#039;&#039; The fact that she&#039;s holding the entire operation together despite being just a lieutenant impresses even Titus.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Inquisitor Jean-Baptiste Emanuel &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Zorg&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Skrillex&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Drogan&#039;&#039;&#039; - The Inquisitor. He looks like he hasn&#039;t slept in a week (which is understandable, given that he&#039;s fighting both an Ork [[WAAAGH]] and [[Chaos Space Marine]]s), and his hair is really dirty and emo looking. He also has a metal plate attached to the right side of his head. Must be a radical. He&#039;s also &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREMELY&#039;&#039;&#039; obsessed with killing xenos due to him being previously tortured by xenos (&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;possibly [[Dark Eldar]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;) Yeah, because we know that anyone can escape from Commoragh) for several years. During his time on Graia, his &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; obsession made him create mysterious experimental weapons in hopes of getting revenge, and one of these experiments included a portal that led to &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; consequences. This is due to the fact that the forces of chaos used said portal to enter the forge world, &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039;ly. His eyes also lit up during a cutscene. MUST BE A HERETIC. BIG TWEEST. HE&#039;S A PUPPET FOR THE LORD SORCERER.......... Okay it isn&#039;t that simple. Turns our he had a &amp;quot;subject&amp;quot; delivered to his laboratory to test his shiny new weapon on, the &amp;quot;subject&amp;quot;, turned out to be a daemon which escaped, and proceeded to buttrape poor Drogan (all the backstory is in the audio logs). Since this daemon read the fluff, he&#039;s decided that &#039;&#039;maybe&#039;&#039; the &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039; factions have a bit more pull, so he pretends to be &#039;&#039;&#039;EXTREME&#039;&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Nemeroth|Lord Nemeroth]]&#039;&#039;&#039; - A Chaos Terminator Sorcerer Lord and the &#039;&#039;&#039;Big Bad&#039;&#039;&#039; of the game. He is possibly the Sorcerer Titus &amp;quot;killed&amp;quot; previously. He leads a warband consisting of [[Chaos Marines]], Khornate [[bloodletters]], [[Blight Drones]], and Tzeentch psychers (presumably the forces of [[slaanesh]] were left out so as to avoid an adults only rating in America). He also proves Relics infinite creativity at naming characters, for the difference between him and Eliphas&#039; nagging wife is but two wretched letters. Also found a way around the of the Squishy Wizard law, because he wears &#039;&#039;&#039;TERMINATOR ARMOR&#039;&#039;&#039;. Still got beat up by an Ork wearing almost no armour, though. Titus manages to defeat Nemeroth because the latter forgot to wear a helmet (then again, so does Titus).  Shame, too, because he was just at the doorstep of becoming a [[Daemon Prince]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Warboss Grimskull]]&#039;&#039;&#039;  - He is the Ork Warboss leading his Ork [[WAAAGH]]!!! on Graia with the intention of stealing the planet&#039;s Titans. Later on, he becomes interested in the power source Titus and Inquisitor Drogan possess. He ain&#039;t so easy to kill.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;&#039;Inquisitor Thrax&#039;&#039;&#039; - The inquisitor that appears at the end of the game, where his name was mentioned on the monitor for the status on Graia. He came to take Titus heresy investigation after Leandros&#039; accusation. Was likely planned to be a major character in the sequel, but that unfortunately never came to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Things that rock ==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Angry marine by mysteryone617-d3j5gzj.png|300px|thumb|The official sequel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Seemingly a better game than that [[Warhammer 40,000: Fire Warrior]] where you play as a [[Tau|Space Communist]] on his first day of duty, who is apparently a one man (well, xenos) army that could single-handedly kill genetically modified super soldiers, &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;a daemon prince&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; TWO Daemon Princes and a greater daemon of [[Tzeentch]]. lolwut?&lt;br /&gt;
* You get to play as a Space Marine.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Bolter]]s that work as they should i.e. a big badass cannon of a gun that can rip an Ork&#039;s arms off with exploding rocket-propelled rounds. &lt;br /&gt;
* Guardsmen who fight alongside you have balls of steel, they rarely fall back. (Which makes crunch sense: with a Space Marine Captain alongside them, they too SHALL KNOW NO FEAR!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Orks (this time they actually look like a credible treat, not just dumb drunk ape-brawlers on steroids)&lt;br /&gt;
* Captain Titus isn&#039;t a total Mary Sue like the rest of this Chapter, even going so far to say that the [[Codex Astartes]] is just a guidebook and not meant to be taken literally. Thus: FUCK YOU MATT WARD. &lt;br /&gt;
* NO REALLY FUCK YOU MATT WARD&lt;br /&gt;
* Hilarious amounts of blood, dismemberment, and all other forms of gore you could imagine. [[Khorne]] would probably favor this game, even if you do play an Ultramarine.&lt;br /&gt;
* Executions (like the sync kills in DoW, which you can do to a stunned enemy) are actually required for you to restore your health, rather than going around and picking up medpacks, ducking in a corner and letting your wounds heal like magic, or some other unmanly method. Ensuring that playing longer requires you to give those guys screaming at you a good ol&#039; fashion Chainsword enema, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
* Chaos Space Marines.&lt;br /&gt;
* BLOODLETTERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
* You pick up an [[Autocannon]] in &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;one&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; TWO levels. &lt;br /&gt;
[[File:The weak.jpg|300px|right|thumb|One is running away from the enemy, the other is running &#039;&#039;&#039;INTO&#039;&#039;&#039; the enemy. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Which do you think is loyal to the Emprah?&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Another difference: one is a genetically modified super soldier with a FUCKHEUGE power armor and Ultrasmurf plot armor, the other is a normal man with a cardboard armor and a flashlight. Both are facing [[Angry Marines|angry]] green warmongers. Which do you think has [[Imperial Guard|balls of steel]]?]]&lt;br /&gt;
* Mark Strong (who you may remember from his previous roles starring in Rocknrolla, Kickass, Robin Hood, Stardust and Sherlock Holmes) as the voice of Captain Titus.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;JUMP PACKS.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Out of fuel. (They be awesome while they last though)&lt;br /&gt;
* Pre-Order skins for [[Black Templars]], [[Blood Ravens]], [[Space Wolves]], &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Iron Hands]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; [[Iron Warriors]] and [[Emperor&#039;s Children]].&lt;br /&gt;
* Apparently, even the games demo would destroy a PC&#039;s motherboard due to its extreme epicness. Watch here for proof [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=47PDV9Rcjv4]&lt;br /&gt;
*  Co-op comes in the form a 4-player Horde mode.&lt;br /&gt;
* Standard multiplayer is Chaos vs. Spess Mehrens. Fuck yes.&lt;br /&gt;
* You get to paint your own multiplayer character, much like the army painter system in DoWII. You also get to pick your own loadout.&lt;br /&gt;
*Cock of Duty-like perks. Yes, multiplayer perks. However some of them are cool and are named after rules from the TT game, Most make sense, others are FUCKING STUPID (see bottom of next list). One real nice thing about the perks is that you can use them along with your tailored loadout in EXTERMINATUS.&lt;br /&gt;
**Said mode brings together 4 battle brothers able to act essentially like mini-Tituses, healing at ridiculous rates with Zeal, Larraman&#039;s Blessing or Iron Halo and slaughtering 20 waves worth of orks and one of chaos (or guardsmen, for Chaos Unleashed players)&lt;br /&gt;
*Livery changes for the single player are widely available for free. If you still hate the smurfs, you can easily change that by playing something like the [[Black Templars]] or [[Angry Marines]]. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;are unlocked at level 5 and only affect multiplayer. Enjoy your smurfs.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt; ACTUALLY:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; whilst it is true that customization options are only available from level 4 onwards, there are unofficial modifications available for livery changes for a great number of chapters in single player. (see: http://forums.relicnews.com/showthread.php?262044-Space-Marine-Custom-Titus-Skins-Armour-of-Angelos)&lt;br /&gt;
*After release fans wouldn&#039;t stop bitching (read flooding the official forums) asking for a mute all button in the multiplayer lobby. A couple weeks later an update included the mute all button, in short &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;THEY [[Gets_shit_done|GET SHIT DONE]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*New DLC just added [[Dreadnought]]s (AKA ungodly walking rape machine).&lt;br /&gt;
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== Things that Suck ==&lt;br /&gt;
* Cadians are portrayed as pussies who have to rely on the Smurfs to get anything done, with the sole exception of Mira. Someone at Relic mistakenly believed that Cadians are just another one of those regiments that rely purely on numbers to get shit done. In reality, with all the training from birth and living next to the Eye of Terror things, they should be telling the Orks where to shove it and Chaos forces whose dicks to suck. (While outnumbered at least 100 to 1 and cut off from resupply? ESPECIALLY when outnumbered and undersuplied, CADIA LIVES!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Explosions look like total ASS. While the texture work on the game is extremely detailed, they apparently skimped on their pyrotechnic effects. Some of the smoke and explosion effects look like they came off a PS1 game. This is painfully jarring in the opening aerial battle between the navy and the Orks.&lt;br /&gt;
* Ultrasmurfs. (Bear in mind though, you would probably bitch about it if they mentioned any other chapter as &amp;quot;the greatest of them all&amp;quot;. [[Ultramarines:The_Movie|Observe]]). However, it could be argued that part of the joy of the badassery of Captain Titus is that he lends credit to that stereotype.&lt;br /&gt;
* While &amp;quot;Cover is for Pussies&amp;quot; is a manly mechanic, being able to fire from cover while being pinned by tons of Ork Shootas and Chaos Havocs in unreachable positions wouldn&#039;t be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;
** Don&#039;t forget the waves of renegade guardsmen who posses an inexhaustible supply of grenades that they lob at you without hesitation. This alone makes it nearly impossible to complete the later chapters without abusing cover and Lascannon camping.&lt;br /&gt;
*No awesome executions in multiplayer. Multiplayer executions were dropped because it would leave you vulnerable while performing it and [[Matt Ward|some people]] would get upset at seeing their marine having their organs torn out. This leaves one wondering why it wouldn&#039;t be left in as an optional humiliation move.&lt;br /&gt;
**More baffling is that it is being left out of the upcoming co-op as well for the exact same reasons, despite it being in singleplayer, meaning you can only regain health by [[Gay|hiding in cover while your health regenerates.]][[Derp| &amp;quot;Cover is for the weak&amp;quot; indeed.]]&lt;br /&gt;
***Further undermined by the fact that not taking cover against Tankbustaz will get you killed in a ludicrously quick-and-dirty way, as will charging into a pack of Traitor Guardsmen whilst they burn you alive in your artificer armor with volleys of [[Lasgun|flashlight]] fire.&lt;br /&gt;
* Explaining things to the newbs.&lt;br /&gt;
*There is NOBODY in fucking multiplayer, seriously, I&#039;ve fucking waited for hours.&lt;br /&gt;
* They wanted to cast Sean Pertwee (Who played Governor Severus in Fire Warrior) as one of the characters, but they already had enough VA&#039;s. Not having Sean Pertwee in a Warhammer game, or film, is just plain wrong (though they do express desire to cast him in a possible sequel). &#039;&#039;&#039;UNFORTUNATELY!&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;THQ said that there won&#039;t be a sequel. [[Rage|FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;There might be a sequel, apparently, but only if THQ doesn&#039;t collapse in on itself like a super-massive star due to all its debt.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; THQ just went belly-up. The sequel&#039;s destiny is now in the hands of Sega....Emperor preserve us all.&lt;br /&gt;
* Another 40k game about some Space Marine snowflake. See Ultrasmurfs. But on the bright side, only Leandros acts like the generic Mary sue Ultramarine, Titus and Sidonus are, more-or-less likable, even by those with a slight distaste for the Ultramarines.&lt;br /&gt;
* Not enough choppy. For a game that relies a lot on melee combat, not a lot of actual melee weapons to go around, only a knife (Which you can only use at the beginning of the game), chainsword, power axe, and thunder hammer and additionally, sync-kills are fairly limited for each one and starts to get &amp;quot;meh&amp;quot; after a few playthroughs. Given 40K&#039;s extensive armory of choppy choppas, you would think Relic could include more things like more power swords, fists and claws, eviscerator chainswords (And a large two-handed, flamer-toting chainsword would have been emprah-like to have), or just more sync-kills for said 4 weapons so players would have more variety in the amount of gore present.&lt;br /&gt;
* [http://www.spacemarine.com/blog-post/warhammer-40000-space-marine-e3-game-demo-walkthrough Apparently, melta guns are shotguns now and the Lascannon is some kind of retarded sniper rifle with slow-mo.]&lt;br /&gt;
**&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;[[Matt Ward|Sounds somehow familiar, no?]]&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; The Meltas are only shotguns as far as digital [[crunch]] is concerned; they&#039;re still burning death rays fluff-wise, disintegrating tons of orks and even daemons in one shot. As for the Lascannons, they aren&#039;t any more or less of a sniper weapon here than they are on the tabletop (basically an anti-materiel rifle, except on super grimdark space steroids).  Neither of them do a lot against Dreads, which is bullshit. The lascannon has a minor mitigation in that Titus doesn&#039;t have the accompanying power-backpack, which could understandably make each shot less powerful.&lt;br /&gt;
*Games consist of melta, plasma cannon, stormbolter, or vengeance launcher spam, the few players who disdain cheap tactics (oddly the ps3 space wolves champion this view) lose on principle unless they&#039;re banned in a tournament or are a cheating fuck named jwolf96 who bolt pistols you with a headshot WHILE JUMPING AROUND AS ASSAULT.EVERY TIME.hax.&lt;br /&gt;
*No [[Flamer]]s. (melta gun doesn&#039;t count)&lt;br /&gt;
*No [[Grav-Weaponry]]. (no the Thunder Hammer is not a grav-weapon halofags)&lt;br /&gt;
*Gears of War fanboys constantly saying that the game is a copy of Gears of War, even though it&#039;s a hack and slash shooter hybrid that does not feature a cover system (GOW is like a ducking simulator). They&#039;re also too magnificently retarded to realize that Warhammer 40,000 came Waaaaaaaaayyyyy before Gears of War. Not to mention the [[Space Marines]] of 40k inspired the giant space marine with the huge weapons.&lt;br /&gt;
*FUCKING audio stutter during times where you&#039;re battling hordes of enemies (which, in a hack-and-slash game, happens all the time). It&#039;s revealed that this is not hardware related as even those with high-powered machines and updated drivers also suffer from this. Relic might provide a fix for this but some are shifty about this, fearing that they might pull off the old [[Dawn of War]] ignorance on this game too. If you want a slightly acceptable temporary fix for this that doesn&#039;t require you playing this game in silence, infinitely loop a battle theme of your choosing on your music player such as [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MRiU2N03Rzs Requiem for a Tower] while playing, set your volume to a level of your choosing, and gleefully continue hacking your opponents to shreds and curb-stomping them to paste. If you need the voices for tactical input, just enable subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;
*Shitty voice acting (Speak for yourself, Nemeroth&#039;s voice damn near made me blow a load)(Don&#039;t even get us started on Titus)&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbiqNn6LxFM Shitty fucking lag that has remained unfixed over a month after its released], ergo consigning the game to the dustbin as new Vidya Gaems that are frankly better than it are released.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Only five maps, all of which encourage outright camping and grenade spam.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; They&#039;re releasing more maps every few months.&lt;br /&gt;
*Matchmaking sucks a bag of dicks the size of a [[Nurgle|Great Unclean One]].&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Devastator Marines are vastly more powerful than all other Marines, and it&#039;s possible to circumvent the Heavy Bolter&#039;s setup time by switching to/from your pistol. The switch-setup was fixed in a patch, but Devastators are still infinitely superior to anything any other Marine class can do damage-wise Assault/Raptor with thunder hammer/daemon maul with Killing Blow. Nuff said.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Plus the inability to dodge effectively, (Learn to combat roll, dumbass. Saves my bacon all the time.) slow recharge times on armor and health, and the fact that one shot from a tactical marine&#039;s plasma gun will melt your shit instantly balances it out. N00bs need to STFU and get some skill and stop whining. Also, unlike Raptors/Assault Marines, Devastators can&#039;t FLY.&lt;br /&gt;
*There were originally going to be Combi-Weapons in the game, but it was scrapped.&lt;br /&gt;
*Environments need more variety. A lot more variety. The game really doesn&#039;t start shaking shit up until about halfway through. Till then, everything is cityscape type level killing a bunch of Orks.&lt;br /&gt;
*On the console versions, accusations of Standbying (abusing host lag) are &#039;&#039;rampant&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Makes no fucking sense from a chronological perspective - Graia was OMNOMNOM&#039;d by the [[Tyranids]] (caught in the path of the initial Hive Fleet that approached Macragge) long before the events of Dawn of War and Dawn of War 2 - meaning that Titus&#039; victory was ultimately a pyrrhic one, unless there&#039;s another Graia out there in the Imperium of Man. It&#039;s an alternate timeline, and it takes place on a different Graia (this particular Graia is located in the Segmentum Tempestus, not Ultima Segmentum). You can tell because Titus is the Captain of the Ultramarine&#039;s Second Company instead of Sicarius and Titan Invictus wasn&#039;t destroyed in the 13th Black Crusade (which was way before Dawn of War).&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*It takes place some time into M42, and it&#039;s a different Graia. Evidence: In Ultramarines: The Movie, Captain Severus was 2nd Company Captain, and the film took place after the battle for Macragge given their WE MARCH FOR MACRAGGE creed. Sicarius is either dead or been promoted by now. With Severus dead by the hands of the Daemon, Titus becomes his successor. Further proof comes from the Blood Ravens appearance. Hive Fleet Leviathan, a splinter of which was defeated by the Magpies in DOW2, showed up in the final years of M41. Given that Retribution takes place 11 years after that, and Titus mentions the Aurelian Crusades, Relic has left the 41st Millennium behind. In four games, Relic has pushed further with the 40K timeline than Games Workshop has in twenty years.&lt;br /&gt;
**This is more or less confirmed by 8th edition. Cato Sicarius gets lost in the Warp at one point, so naturally they would have promoted someone else (namely Titus) to fill in. Sure the [[Great Rift]] doesn&#039;t appear on the map in the intro, but it hadn&#039;t been made up yet IRL, what are you gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;
* Not enough Ham. From the company that brought such gems as &amp;quot;BEAR WITNESS TO MY ASCENSION!!!!&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! LET THE GALAXY BURN!&amp;quot;, it&#039;s a bit of a letdown when &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;even the Orks sound bored&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; you call &amp;quot;GIT OFF MAH SHIP, SPACE MUHREEN!!&amp;quot; bored? Calm Space Marines are boring Space Marines. Shout your litanies to the Emperor, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;
* Multiplayer perks. COCK OF DUTY MODERN SHITFUCK ANNOYING FUCKING &#039;MARTYRDOM&#039; RIPOFF. Yes. Your armor&#039;s power-pack/jump-pack EXPLODES with a ludicrous kill zone. FUCKING ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;
** this game is Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 with &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;bigger guys&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; for you&lt;br /&gt;
* Multiplayer: MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. MIGRATING TO NEW HOST. NOW I LAG LOLOLOLOLOL. But this comes as a result of no dedicated servers due to a small playerbase. (One player goes as far as to call Host Migrations &amp;quot;Warp Storms&amp;quot; over voice chat, due to the seeming level of warp-dickery behind their timing.)&lt;br /&gt;
* Dreadnoughts are unstoppable rape machines that will steamroll the entire enemy team by themselves unless it is made up entirely of devastator marines (RELIC SUCKS AT BALANCE!)&lt;br /&gt;
* Final boss fight with Nemeroth is disappointing. Instead of having a proper fight like against Grimskull, it&#039;s just a quick-time event. While being sort of epic the first time you play it (You &#039;&#039;are&#039;&#039; falling down a space elevator, after all) it gets repetitive and boring in following play-throughs. Also, you can spam all three of the required inputs at once with no penalty.&lt;br /&gt;
** And to get to the irritating button mash you have to drudge through a long and annoying fight with his OP minions.&lt;br /&gt;
*Good luck finding a game that&#039;s on any of the DLC stuff, or outside of the original five maps, You won&#039;t find any matches that aren&#039;t Seize Ground or Annihilation. We seriously need a new Space Marine game.&lt;br /&gt;
* There&#039;s no-one fucking playing multiplayer anymore&lt;br /&gt;
* We&#039;re never gonna get a sequel :c&lt;br /&gt;
* A squad of [[Sternguard Veterans]] or [[Terminators]] could have solved both the Orc and Chaos problems in under thirty minutes. A squad of each should have been aboard the [[Strike Cruiser]] in orbit. Deamon Prince Nemeroth whiled on by Assault Terminators led by Titus would have been [[funny]] and [[awesome]] to see.&lt;br /&gt;
* Your a dwarf in a barrel.&lt;br /&gt;
* Exterminatus glitching the fuck out.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Downloadable Content ==&lt;br /&gt;
The game is constantly being supported and so much new content has been added over the past few months, it&#039;s astonishing. New content includes new modes such as capture the flag mode, capture and control, and dreadnought assault. New maps have been released, and previous pre-order only skins are now available to buy (including new ones such as the Legion of the Damned skin-YEAH!) Below is a list of all the dlc you can buy now (some of which is free by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Exterminatus&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: This is a free update that added co-op to the game. A much needed add-on. Let&#039;s you play as Loyalist Marines in a team of four vs hordes of orks. Fun and crazy, (SPOILER!) final round is a bonus round against Chaos (end of spoiler.) Can use all your multiplayer loadouts and gain experience as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Chaos Unleashed&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: You can now play as Chaos Space Marines in the Exterminatus game mode. Gameplay wise it isn&#039;t different from the Loyalist version, but new enemies along with the ol&#039; ORKS are present. These new enemies are the Imperial Guard and the orks get a new unit (read ork entry below.) Oh yeah and we can now KILLZ US SOME SPACE MARINES! ULTRAMARINES TO BOOT!&lt;br /&gt;
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**IG units include: regular shock troops with lasguns, veterans with chainswords (yes you read that right), sanctioned Imperial psykers who can also tackle stun you, troops with melta guns and troops with grenade launchers.&lt;br /&gt;
**Apart from the IG forces the Orks have their old units returning with the addition of KILLA KANZ coming in during the bonus round! [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WY2sni61dms The start of the bonus round and how fucking tough it is.] &lt;br /&gt;
**Yes, space marines are part of the enemy now, and they are tough as hell to kill. If anyone made it to the bonus chaos round for the loyalists, they will know. They have the same armor and health as the CSM of that bonus round, but come standard in every arena (during the later half usually.) You need to work together as a team to take them down, if not you&#039;ll get overwhelmed pretty easily. They have the tactical marines, assault marines without jump packs (Thank the Dark Gods) and devastators with plasma cannons (That can fuck your shit in case you allow them to fire a volley)&lt;br /&gt;
**Three new maps including Habs Ablaze, Station Tertius and Aquila Canyon. This dlc also includes new achievements and trophies. &lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Capture the flag (free update)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: Regular run of the mill capture the capture the flag mode. Unfortunately, devolves into everyone camping their sides to defend their flags and going long range. &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;IF&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; you&#039;ve got balls of steel. then charge the other side to scare the hell out of them. Preferably use the Assault Marine with a hammer and &amp;quot;Death from above&amp;quot; upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Capture and control&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Currently playing. Will update soon.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Sadly, due to bad matchmaking and division of map rotations, I cannot find a game to play of this mode. Will try to update soon. If anyone else has, you obviously have the right to update it on your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dreadnought Assault&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: Probably the most controversial of the game modes. This player has already played it and highly recommends it. But the playerbase is apparently divided. Basically, you have to capture the Dreadnought capture point and as soon as it is captured, a teammate that is inside the point will be chosen to pilot the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;suit&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; rape machine (at random? no idea. Needs confirmation.) You have to use the dreadnought to &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;capture the other points&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; assrape the other team. It is an ungodly powerful machine with a lot of health and you gain the auto/assaultcannon, powerfist/claw (both former weapons for loyalists and latter for Chaos, the auto-cannon and assault cannon are the weapons that differ from their counterpart on the other side, with the auto having lower RoF but higher damage per shot, and the assault having higher RoF but less damage per shot, but both fire rapidly enough to be used the same way), and meltagun. Obviously becomes a fire magnet and players will mostly use &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;devastators&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Thunderhammers/Power Mauls on it. (contrary to tabletop, DEVASTATORS/HAVOCS CAN&#039;T SCRATCH THE DAMN DREADNOUGHT) Comes with appropriate skins for Chaos and Loyalist marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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**Includes three new maps as well; Desolation, Dome Mechanicus and Chem Refinery. New achievements/trophies also included.&lt;br /&gt;
**Has apparently vanished into the ether on the Xbox marketplace and is no longer available (on that system at least). Perhaps the playerbase bitched too much?&lt;br /&gt;
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*As said before, pre-order skins are now available, including some new ones. Just to get you drooling, Iron Hands and Death Guard armor. OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Subsection F, article U:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;+[ How to destroy the Dreadnought ]+&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As tested by two players, one yours truly, there is a limited number of options when it comes to dealing with an enemy Dreadnought. &lt;br /&gt;
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#Lascannons do minimal damage. Headshots can do some decent damage - but it&#039;s finicky due to lag and a weird head hitbox (especially since the extra-damage weak point on the Dreadnought is the engine at the back, not the head, oops).&lt;br /&gt;
#Stalker Bolter is more reliable, but nowhere near as good against the Dread. Works well on its escorts, though.&lt;br /&gt;
#Heavy Bolter can damage it but it takes a lot of shots, and the Dread *will* return fire at the first opportunity and fuck your ass. Fire and move.&lt;br /&gt;
#[[What|Meltaguns do nothing.]] Avoid. (They take off exactly 10% of the Dreadnought&#039;s health from pointblank range, make of this what you will).&lt;br /&gt;
#Grenades only annoy it, but Flash Grenades can blind it for a second.&lt;br /&gt;
#Devastator stomp does nothing (and if you were trying to do this in the first place, [[Tau|gb2Tau]]).&lt;br /&gt;
#Plasma Guns and Pistols do absolutely nothing unless charged, and are questionably useful if charged. The &amp;quot;Sticky&amp;quot; charged shot though is great for drawing a Dread&#039;s attention, and can do a bit of damage to help out or soften it up prior to an attack.&lt;br /&gt;
#A Dread&#039;s close combat arm will put your head through your ass and send you flying in one hit.&lt;br /&gt;
#The Dreadnought has its own Iron Halo shield, but only for one charge that lasts for about 30 seconds. When activated, the Dreadnought strikes a distinctive pose while its arm glows. Firing at it now is a waste of ammo and your life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your destructive answer in this case is PLASMA, followed by VENGEANCE LAUNCHER. Plasma cannons are the only heavy weapon that will reliably do anything of relevance to the Dreadnought, and it takes around 10 shots. The only option other than Plasma Cannons are the Vengeance Launcher and the Thunderhammer/Power Maul. The former will do in a Dread in about 12 shots; the latter, if you have the Killing Blow perk, will make quick work of the Dreadnought.&lt;br /&gt;
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Devastators:&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;USE PLASMA CANNONS AT RANGE.&#039;&#039;&#039; Fire a barrage and fuck off. Watch for return fire, the Assault Cannon/Reaper Autocannon have a hellish rate of fire and will tear you to shreds.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;ALTERNATELY, USE HEAVY BOLTER AND CAMP TACTICAL LOCATIONS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Heavy Bolter can rack up insane damage very, very quickly and can easily wipe a squad of Escorts if you set up correctly. Surprisingly, the Heavy Bolter can also do a lot of damage to the Dread if it doesn&#039;t get a chance to return fire (I.E. it has its attention held by Plasma Cannoneers and the like).&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;LASCANNON ONLY IF YOU&#039;RE THE HOST.&#039;&#039;&#039; Lag makes Lascannon headshots completely unreliable unless you&#039;re the host, and turns the potential the Lascannon has against both the Dread and its escorts to functionally nil. If you &#039;&#039;are&#039;&#039; the host, feel free to use the Lascannon, as it can damage the Dreadnought (not as much as the Plasma Cannon though) and easily wipe the Escorts out. Generally though, you will want one of the other Heavy weapons (again, mostly Plasma Cannons).&lt;br /&gt;
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Assaults:&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;DRAW SOME ATTENTION WITH THE PLASMA PISTOL.&#039;&#039;&#039; The Plasma Pistol&#039;s virtually worthless damage-wise against the Dread, but a charged shot will stick to it, fuck up its vision for a half-second or so, and rattle around its aim a bit. Consider a Plas Pistol charged shot when you need to get the Dread&#039;s attention and keep it from a safer distance.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;SWORDS AND CHAINSWORDS, LEAD THE WAY.&#039;&#039;&#039; Combine a Sword (Chain or Power) with Swordsman&#039;s Zeal and Combat Drugs. You&#039;ll generally not do any appreciable damage to the Dreadnought, but that isn&#039;t the point: You can use this combo to land next to a Dread, get in a swipe or two on either it or its escorts, and fuck off, potentially drawing fire and attention away from much more important matters (like the Devastators your team has lining up shots). Note, however, that if you delay or the enemy team is smart, you will wind up a bloody smear on the floor. If not on active Dread attention-getting duty, help cap points and deal with the escorts.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;AXES ARE RISKY BUSINESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Axeman&#039;s Zeal offers bigger damage chunks and the same delicious healing, and works the same way as the Sword/Chainsword tactic above, but it leaves you open more. Bear this in mind. If you&#039;re not that good with the Axe, leave it at home.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;THUNDER HAMMER/DAEMON MAUL - THE KILLING BLOW.&#039;&#039;&#039; Killing Blow helps. A &#039;&#039;fucking&#039;&#039; lot. Without this perk, you can still wreck up the Dreadnought, but not by yourself. Two or more Assaults with hammers and the Dreadnought is [[Ork|proppa]] fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;SUICIDE IS PAINLESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; It&#039;s a dick move, but loading up with Final Vengeance Assaults can do some good damage to the Dreadnought if absolutely every other fucking tactic fails. Fly in, spam grenades, Swing Sword/Axe/Hammer until killed, die on purpose, explode.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tacticals:&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;PLASMA GUN IS AN OKAY CHOICE I GUESS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Similar to the Plasma Pistol, you aren&#039;t taking the Plasma Gun for the damage, even though it is a little higher than the Plasma Pistol&#039;s and it can damage the Dread better. The main advantage is punching the fucking escorts with it, or sticking charged shots to the Dread itself to draw attention, damage it a little, and throw off its aim. Fire off a shot, then get the fuck out of dodge.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;HELP CAP FUCKING POINTS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Damned things won&#039;t handle themselves, and you need &#039;em to win.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;MOST OF YOUR WEAPONRY WON&#039;T HURT THE DREADNOUGHT.&#039;&#039;&#039; The Tactical has &#039;&#039;one&#039;&#039; weapon that can contribute to a fight with the Dreadnought, and it&#039;s also the one weapon almost fucking nobody uses: The Vengeance Launcher. It takes about 12-14 shots given ideal aim, but the Vengeance Launcher &#039;&#039;can&#039;&#039; kill the Dreadnought. Working in teams, this can actually be just as effective as Plasma Cannon spamming - do note that it holds much less ammo, though, and is much harder to use.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;HELP YOUR TEAMMATES.&#039;&#039;&#039; Teleport Homer may be the most unsung hero of Dreadnought fights. One Tactical in a good spot can effectively act as a mobile spawnpoint for his buddies. Ideal for Devastator teams which need a quick way into the fight that isn&#039;t a [[METAL BOXES|Metal Box]].&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;YOU STILL HAVE GRENADES.&#039;&#039;&#039; Grenades can still do damage and still blind the Dreadnought, so for fuck&#039;s sake, use them.&lt;br /&gt;
#&#039;&#039;&#039;STALKER BOLTER THE FUCKING ESCORTS.&#039;&#039;&#039; Stalker Bolter will cut the escorts to shreds if you&#039;re a good shot, and can reliably damage the Dreadnought a tiny bit if there&#039;s no other targets of opportunity handy (generally you want to avoid pissing it off as a Tactical, though). Stalker the escorts though, to ensure your teammates can deal with the Dread easier without worrying about its squad of tagalongs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;An important note about the DLC. While a lot of the new stuff is fun and cool, the lists are divided by map rotations. Meaning when you choose a specific game mode, you choose the content you want to play in. Normally this isn&#039;t so bad, but what ends up happening is that you wait and wait for games to appear for the selected content. If you don&#039;t join a game for that dlc during that waiting time, you are pushed into a standard content game. So you want to join a Chaos Unleashed map, but there&#039;s no one around, so you join (read: forced into) a regular match. Oh no, the second you join said match, other people joined the CU list and you just left. Hopefully something will done about that.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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[ How to spam Chaos Unleashed Exterminatus ]&lt;br /&gt;
This DLC added IG and SPESS MAHREENS to your Ork hordes, while allowing you to be HERETICS. Sounds awful, right? WRONG. This mode is actually easy to spam to the bonus wave.&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1: if you manage to get a full four players, divide yourselves among Raptors and Tacticals. (With a minimum of one raptor, but preferably two or three)&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1.5: If you&#039;re a raptor, have the perks for damage when you lift off and land on with your jump pack, and a daemon maul or chain axe if you don&#039;t like the low swing speed of the maul. (not required but it helps.)&lt;br /&gt;
If you&#039;re a/the tactical marine, have the teleport homer and perk that allows an extra weapon. Have a bolter, melta gun, and plasma gun. (Again, not required but it helps)&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 2: When you enter the map, have one raptor jump to the Orks, and the other jump to the IG forces, while the tactical marines camp in a corner of the map of their choice. &lt;br /&gt;
STEP 3: Have the raptors bait the two forces together, kill a few if you&#039;re feeling ballsy, and jump away back to the tacticals. The Orks and IG should start beating the fuck out of each other while only a few stragglers chase your gang. Kill the ones that follow you (it will still be a pretty steady stream, but the majority of their forces will be Shooting/chopping each other. )&lt;br /&gt;
STEP 4: The IG WILL win once teh SPESS MAHREENS show up. But usually they&#039;ll only have a small squads worth of either. You now have two options. &lt;br /&gt;
1: have the raptors charge to draw fire, toss grenades, do some damage and leave, while the tacticals charge and blow them up with their meltas, should ammo run out, use fully charged plasma shots. then have them run. repeat until all forces are destroyed.  &lt;br /&gt;
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2: All of you run in from different directions, If you&#039;ve beaten the main game 1 marine and a guardsmen or two isn&#039;t difficult, hopefully (sometimes the AI will still charge one guy, ignoring targets that are closer) they will be split up enough for each player to take out his group and help the others who haven&#039;t. &lt;br /&gt;
These work all the way up to the bonus round, which is just killa kans. &lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: These require some pretty good amounts or coordination between your squad members, and due to the AI&#039;s nature have a chance of entering an &amp;quot;allies of desperation&amp;quot; pseudo alliance and zerg-rushing your squad while only minimally chopping each other, this is rare however and the above strategies work 9 times out of ten.  &lt;br /&gt;
ONE PLAYER METHOD.     &lt;br /&gt;
STEP 1: Be a raptor with the above described perks and equipment (Much more essential this time.)&lt;br /&gt;
Step 2: Basically the same as the other step 2, except you&#039;re only choosing one side (usually the orks, they&#039;ll chase you longer) and leading them to the other&lt;br /&gt;
Step 3: 9 out of ten on the maps have tiny rock outcroppings or similar that you can jump up to and are inaccessible to everything else. jump to one of these, If you don&#039;t know where one is, just go to the side of the map. &lt;br /&gt;
Step 4: When the IG win you need to do some scouting, usually the AI marines don&#039;t clump together, so find an isolated one and take him out. If they are clumped together, throw all of your grenades at them, jump in, kill one (or two if you&#039;re feeling ballsy) and jump away, there are usually one or two full refills for your grenades around the level. repeat as necessary until only Guardsmen remain, you should know how to kill a few guardsmen.&lt;br /&gt;
NOTE: This falls prey to the Allies of desperation flaw of the other one, if this happens you&#039;re fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Gallery ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Image:Space Marine screenshot 1.jpg|&amp;quot;Space Marines!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 2.jpg|&amp;quot;Kill da Space Marines!&amp;quot; (&amp;quot;Space Marines!&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Warhammer chaos.jpg|Come hither brother, for I only wish to embrace you.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Mira-noscale.jpg|She wants to fuck&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 4.jpg|Stop Ripping-off Henlein, GW, just STOP!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Warlord Class battle Titan.jpg|Dat Heeeuuge&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 5.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Space Marine screenshot 6.jpg|This was cut. Probably for the best, as fighting a Deff Dread would have been either a huge letdown or harder than hell. (Actually, that&#039;s a Killa Kan. Note the two arms, instead of four)&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Renegadeguards.jpg|Wera firin ah grehn lazahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Bloodlettercharging.jpg &lt;br /&gt;
Image:Taintedpsyker.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:297690.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Sidonus.jpg|He still should go for the bionic eye implant.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Lieutenant Miranda Nero.jpg|The text box pretty much says it all. Also, hot as hell. Yeah, Rule 34 should follow quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Mira.jpg|&amp;quot;When confronted by this particular situation, the only reasonable course of action would be to give her the D.&amp;quot; --[[Roboute Guilliman]], The [[Codex Astartes]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== See Also ==&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://store.steampowered.com/app/55150/Warhammer_40000_Space_Marine/ Space Marine on Steam]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLyLLeKcxw24XO-696pWe0Ztxx14rNs-a1 The game&#039;s soundtrack]&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Infobox Traitor Legion&lt;br /&gt;
|Name = World Eaters&lt;br /&gt;
|Heraldry = [[File:Worldeaterslogo.png|250px]]&lt;br /&gt;
|Battle Cry = Pre Skalathrax: Blood for the Primarch! Skulls for the Twelfth Legion! (I shit you not, this was their original battlecry) After Skalathrax: {{BLAM|&amp;quot;BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!&amp;quot;}}&lt;br /&gt;
|Successor Chapters: [[Angry Marines]]&lt;br /&gt;
|Original Name = War Hounds&lt;br /&gt;
|Number = XII&lt;br /&gt;
|Primarch = [[Angron]]&lt;br /&gt;
|Original Homeworld = Bodt (primary muster site), in no way Angron&#039;s homeworld of [[Nuceria]]&lt;br /&gt;
|Current Homeworld = Hell if we know (emphasis on [[Warp|&#039;hell&#039;]])&lt;br /&gt;
|Champion = [[Kharn|Kharn the Betrayer]]&lt;br /&gt;
|Specialty = Khorne [[Berserkers]], mass infantry, raping everything in sight with chainweapons. &lt;br /&gt;
|Strength = A metric fuckton of Warbands, each with numbers ranging from 12 to 12000. &lt;br /&gt;
|Allegiance = [[Khorne]]&lt;br /&gt;
|Colours = Post-Horus Heresy: White body washed with the bright/dry blood of Imperial scum, with brass lines. &lt;br /&gt;
When Angron  was found/early Horus Heresy: White body with Blue pauldrons and Blue power pack.&lt;br /&gt;
Great Crusade era: Blue body with White pauldrons&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Topquote|The Germans, perhaps, at first ill-treated the Jews because they hated them: afterwards they hated them much more because they had ill-treated them. The more cruel you are, the more you will hate; and the more you hate, the more cruel you will become-- and so on in a vicious cycle for ever.|C.S. Lewis}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Topquote|Cry &#039;havoc!&#039; and let loose the dogs of war, that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial.|William Shakespeare}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Topquote|The Emperor needed a weapon that would never obey its own desires before those of the Imperium. He needed a weapon that would never bite the hand that feeds. The World Eaters were not that weapon. We&#039;ve all drawn blades purely for the sake of shedding blood, and we&#039;ve all felt the exultation of winning a war that never even needed to happen. We are not the tame, reliable pets that the Emperor wanted. The Wolves obey, when we would not. The Wolves can be trusted, when we never could. They have a discipline we lack, because their passions are not aflame with the Butcher&#039;s Nails buzzing in the back of their skulls.The Wolves will always come to heel when called. In that regard, it is a mystery why they name themselves wolves. They are tame, collared by the Emperor, obeying his every whim. But a wolf doesn&#039;t behave that way. Only a dog does. That is why we are the Eaters of Worlds, and the War Hounds no longer.|[[Khârn]], back when he was Captain of the Eight Assault Company}}&lt;br /&gt;
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The &#039;&#039;&#039;World Eaters&#039;&#039;&#039;, worshipping [[Khorne]], are the progenitors of [[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&#039;s name is a pun on the fact that they&#039;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 &amp;quot;WORLD EATERS&amp;quot; is beyond me, but maybe it&#039;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]]&#039;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&#039;re hopelessly outnumbered and outgunned by 100-1 (the Blood God isn&#039;t picky, it doesn&#039;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&#039;ll probably end up killing the driver and tear their way out of the vehicle onto the battlefield. (&amp;quot;We need a new driver, this one is dead!&amp;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].&lt;br /&gt;
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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QL19beIJSE0 Here is their anthem.] &lt;br /&gt;
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==Legion History==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:World Eaters.jpg|400px|thumb|left|Before they went &#039;&#039;&#039;completely&#039;&#039;&#039; bonkers. A more accurate depiction would show Angron&#039;s armor with a fresh coat of chunky red paint.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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 &amp;quot;Bloody 13th&amp;quot;, made up of various other human regiments and even Titans that just didn&#039;t give a shit about collateral damage. [[Sanguinius]], [[Red Thirst|ironically]], described them as a &amp;quot;carnival of monsters.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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For their Primarch Angron, even as a baby, he didn&#039;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&#039;t see, then he ripped their fucking legs off so they couldn&#039;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&#039;s [[Plot armor|hilarious ineptitude]] in combat.&lt;br /&gt;
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So after being found by humans this time he was brought to a city called Desh&#039;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 and make war with other city states. The best form of entertainment in Desh&#039;ea, no, in Nuceria was watching slaves with rewired brains killing each other. Sounds like a nice place, am i right? But they fucked up when they enslaved Angron and made him a gladiator. How? You may ask, well, even Angron has his limits, I suppose. Then again he was a child at the time and made a terrible planetfall and fought with damn Eldar for his life. During this time, they tried to make Angron even more killy, but all methods failed due to his Primarch body. However, one method was successful: Butcher&#039;s Nails. What is the Butcher&#039;s Nails? It is a brain implant that drives the wearer to a berserker rage, and makes you unable to feel peace at all, unless you are butchering every goddamn thing on your path. It also has side effects like making the wearer of nails unable to sleep. Yes you heard it, &#039;&#039;&#039;ANGRON NEVER SLEPT&#039;&#039;&#039; since he was implanted with the nails on his childhood. Fucking Brutal. According to Kharn, they stunt the Serotonin in the brain as well. First he went all Conan the Barbarian on the other gladiators, 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 slaves, so he eventually went Spartacus on the ruler&#039;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 slave 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.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:175px-WarHounds.jpeg|thumb|right|War Hounds Great Crusade icon, before the coming of Angron]]&lt;br /&gt;
But then, Angron said: &amp;quot;Fuck that shit, I&#039;m taking care of business.&amp;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&#039;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. &lt;br /&gt;
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Much later when Angron was about to be presented to the Astartes Legion he was going to command, the Emperor gathered the War Hounds&#039; Captains and commanded them to persuade their father to be their leader &#039;&#039;without&#039;&#039; laying a hand on him. Still frothing and outraged that he&#039;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 themselves 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 &amp;quot;World Eaters&amp;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&#039;s &amp;quot;cool head&amp;quot;, assuming the rank of Angron&#039;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.&lt;br /&gt;
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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&#039;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.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Chaos inthe imperium.jpg|450px|thumb|right|Let&#039;s get this bloody party started.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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Angron then had his worst idea ever: in order to improve his Legion, he ordered (poor) copies of his Butcher&#039;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&#039;t listen. As it eventually turned out, the implants were reacting abnormally to Angron&#039;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 &#039;wisely&#039; decided to hide this from Angron and his Legion and drop the subject, aggravating an already delicate situation.&lt;br /&gt;
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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&#039;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 [It was recently revealed in the novel &amp;quot;Betrayer&amp;quot; that Russ did not come on order of the Emperor, but of his own accord in a (futile) effort to try and make Angron see what he had done to his sons]. 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&#039;s own stubbornness had already broken down what rationality he had.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Horus]], [[Horus Heresy|corrupted and seeking to turn the Primarchs to his cause]], didn&#039;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&#039;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&#039;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.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[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&#039; 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. Guilliman tried to intervene and stop Lorgar from completing his ritual, but even he and his Blue Boys were no match for Angron and the World Eaters when really angry and they had to retreat from Nuceria after Angron thrashed Guilliman and ascended. To be fair though, in &amp;quot;Betrayer&amp;quot; Lorgar makes it quite clear when fighting Girlyman that he truly believed he was saving his brother. So it is not like he tricked Angron to go to Nuceria as part of some great Chaos Scheme with the end goal of turning him into a Daemon Prince. It was simply the only way how he saw he could save his brother from an otherwise inevitable death.&lt;br /&gt;
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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.&lt;br /&gt;
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==World Eaters Schism and Khârn==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Worldeater-awesome.gif|thumb|right|250px|Second Edition World Eaters were &#039;&#039;awesome&#039;&#039;. Believe it or not, this guy is actually an apothecary.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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.&lt;br /&gt;
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The World Eaters are not organized anymore (at least no more than any other Chaos Legion, except for the Word Bearers maybe which still operate as a 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&#039;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 out 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. &lt;br /&gt;
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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&#039;s Children|Emperor&#039;s Children&#039;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&#039;s shelters and started killing everything in sight, while his fellow brothers fought for whatever shelters were left, even after [[FAIL|kicking the Emperor&#039;s Children&#039;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).&lt;br /&gt;
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==Noteworthy Shenanigans==&lt;br /&gt;
*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) &lt;br /&gt;
*The Cleansing of Arrigata (Pre-Heresy campaign. This was noteworthy in that the World Eaters slaughtered the entire world&#039;s population in a single day.)&lt;br /&gt;
*Beat (and got beaten) the shit out of the Space Wolves when they were asked to come with them to get &amp;quot;Help by some doctors to make them not crazy anymore.&amp;quot; A ridiculous battle, really. (Pre-Heresy)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Battle of Isstvan III]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Drop Site Massacre|And Isstvan V]].&lt;br /&gt;
*The Shadow Crusade 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&#039;ed.&lt;br /&gt;
*Siege of the Emperor&#039;s Palace. Where Angron got beat up by Sanguinius. In melee.&lt;br /&gt;
*Most of [[Abaddon|Failbaddon&#039;s]] Black Crusades.&lt;br /&gt;
*Cholercaust Blood Crusade - The World Eaters and Khornate followers in general curb-stomp the Imperium into the ground, until they&#039;re turned back by the fucking [[Legion of the Damned]] (a force around 200 strong, mind you, or [[Gav Thorpe|as many as necessary]]) 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]]. &lt;br /&gt;
*Doombreed&#039;s actually successful black crusade. (&#039;Success&#039; is [[skub|debatable]], since the Imperium still stands. Doombreed&#039;s crusade did inflict one hell of a lot of damage to the Imperium. And to Chaos&#039; side as well, but Khorne cares not from whence the blood flows!)&lt;br /&gt;
*Angron&#039;s Dominion of Fire campaign, where 50,000 World Eaters and Angron wasted over 70 Imperial Sectors in two Centuries. That&#039;s one sector every 2.86 years... which means that Khorne must have blessed Angron with extra heroin-induced RAEG to get shit done &#039;&#039;this quickly.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*First War of Armageddon. Where Angron &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;got raped by a Grey Knight&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; got his sword broken by a Grey Knight and proceeded to [[Rip and tear]].&lt;br /&gt;
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==General need to know information==&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:WE_KhorneBerzerkers.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Can you believe they can drive a car? ROAD RAGE!!!]]&lt;br /&gt;
The World Eaters are all Berserkers, thanks to the Butcher&#039;s Nails. Homever, before Skalathrax, [[Heresy|not all of them were Khorne worshippers]], instead they were naytheists that couldn&#039;t give a shit about chaos. Kinda like the [[Night Lords]]. Considering the funky state of time in the warp, there is bound to be naytheist warbands of World Eaters, who swore to never worship chaos after the horror on Skalathrax. They use Chainaxes, one of the most brutal hand to hand weapons in the game and whole 40K. Also, Angron killed all of their librarians because they tried to kill Lorgar. One wishes that they were successful, because if Lorgar died, Angron would have finally died too, finally having his deathwish on his homeworld, after two centuries of brutal warfare, guilt, sadness and deathseeking. Fucking Word Bearers, they ruined the goddamn galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Angaron.jpg|250px|thumb|right|Angron is not a happy chappy.]]&lt;br /&gt;
The helmets that Berserkers wear are representations of the Khorne Skull icon, or the mark of Khorne. It&#039;s like a cool stylized eight thing. Khorne&#039;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&#039;t do that. Bet the Blood Angels with THEIR prissy version of RAEG can&#039;t do that. Thus it is proved that Zerkers are smart and can drive tanks.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
Ruthless, [[Manly Marines|manly]], bloody, and [[awesome]]. They are the most angry, awesome and brutal Space Marines out there, Closest Imperial equivalents are the [[Space Wolves]], [[Blood Angels]] or the [[Black Templars]]. Primarily due to the fact that they fight the exact same way.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Trivia==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Catch Phrase===&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:HGD.jpeg|250px|thumb|left|Despite the popular beliefs, they&#039;re not &#039;&#039;always&#039;&#039; angry. Just most of the time.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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World Eaters use the most used catch phrase in [[Warhammer 40k|40k]] next to &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Ork|&amp;quot;WAAAAAAAAGH!!!!&amp;quot;]]&#039;&#039;&#039; or &#039;&#039;&#039;For the [[Emperor]]!&#039;&#039;&#039; They scream &#039;&#039;&#039;[[Khorne|BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD]]&#039;&#039;&#039; 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 &#039;&#039;&#039;SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE.&#039;&#039;&#039; 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 &amp;quot;POPKHORNE!!!!!!&amp;quot; whenever anybody suggests a movie.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Colors===&lt;br /&gt;
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 and blue being a biological human reaction (since most shades of blue have been scientifically proven to calm and relax the human mind).&lt;br /&gt;
Blue and white are also the colours of the Finnish flag, so yeah that&#039;s yet another Nordic connection.&lt;br /&gt;
If you factor in the biological responses to those colors, though, they would make sense for use by Angron&#039;s legionnaires as the sight of them would help stem their RAEG just briefly enough to avoid attacking their battle-brothers (&amp;quot;Friendly Fire&amp;quot; being something the Emperor probably wouldn&#039;t have appreciated much). &lt;br /&gt;
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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. Meanwhile, blue was the favourite colour of Turkic and Mongolian nomadic empires, as it represented the clear blue sky of the steppe - [[Doombreed]] certainly approves.&lt;br /&gt;
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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&#039;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 &#039;paint&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Daily Rituals==&lt;br /&gt;
04:00 - The World Eaters rise up from the mountain of corpses.&lt;br /&gt;
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04:30 - Morning Practice. The World Eaters start [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheSpartanWay to train and work out.]&lt;br /&gt;
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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&#039;s leftovers are also an option.&lt;br /&gt;
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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.&lt;br /&gt;
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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.&lt;br /&gt;
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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 &amp;quot;overzealous&amp;quot; marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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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.&lt;br /&gt;
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15:00 - Battle Practice. The marines now attempt to spar with each other, it isn&#039;t complete unless it ends up with a handful of fatalities.&lt;br /&gt;
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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.&lt;br /&gt;
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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.&lt;br /&gt;
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23:40 - 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.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Notable World Eaters==&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Angron]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Kharn]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Crull]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lheorvine Ukris]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Zhufor]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[image:Temperus-maximus-real.png|right|250px|thumb|Get ready for some ownage! *Original character, do not steal*]]&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Temperus Maximus&#039;&#039;&#039; is the [[Chapter Master]] of the [[Angry Marines]], by virtue of being the angriest Marine in the chapter, if not in the entire [[Imperium of Man]]. He&#039;s got a pair of chainfists with assault cannons built in and [[Khorne]] is fucking scared of this guy as he reminds him of [[Doom|a certain other angry marine]].  He is constantly entombed in Artificer Terminator armor, not in order to protect himself, but to protect enemies and allies alike from the sheer RAGE he outputs unchained.  He is never seen without the Angry chapters heirloom; an adamantium cigar that none but the living embodiment of the Imperial middle finger can smoke.  &lt;br /&gt;
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It is believed by many imperial citizens that Temperus Maximus is the holy equivalent of a daemon prince since his anger is beyond even the Emperah&#039;s comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;
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Records say that an entire World Eaters Warband ran like little pussies just by the sight of this angry beast&lt;br /&gt;
and it is unknown how old he is but he&#039;s been around for quite a while though, His main goal is to teach the World&lt;br /&gt;
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== History ==&lt;br /&gt;
Like much of the Imperium’s history, details regarding Temperus Maximus’ life prior to his induction to the Angry Marines have been lost or forgotten. But like any hero of the Adeptus Astartes, Temperus Maximus’ impressive tenure of accomplishments as an Astartes has been preserved as inspiration to and benchmark for all Angry Marines to aspire.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before he was Temperus Maximus, brother Furem was a respected Apothecary known for the savageness with which he would fight to recover every fallen brother’s Gene-Seed. The Angry Marines’ predilection to close combat meant that often times they would fall while deep in or even behind enemy lines. But no matter how suicidal or seemingly impossible the task, brother Furem would brave everything from scarring acid rains to withering hails of enemy fire to recover his brothers’ precious Gene-Seed so that their legacy might be passed on to the next generation. This tenacity enabled those fighting alongside Brother Furem to unleash devastating fury even in the most dangerous situations knowing that they could die with utmost certainty that their Gene-Seed would be returned to the chapter. Once such account reports an engagement in which an entire squad of Angry Marines pinned down by Havocs was finally relieved when brother Furem arrived from another combat zone and tore through the autocannon fire like a man possessed, braving the fire to allow the remainder of the squad to charge in and massacre the enemy gunline. During many similar instances it was reported that despite his grievous wounds, brother Furem carved through several enemies with nothing more than his Narthecium. &lt;br /&gt;
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==The Butcher of Cinder Canyon== &lt;br /&gt;
Of all the myriad titles by which Temperus Maximus is known, there is one that many claim marks the true beginning of his ascendency to Chapter Master—the Butcher of Cinder Canyon. However, Temperus is loathe to recount the tale as it is also the story of one of his greatest failures.&lt;br /&gt;
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The account begins in the midst of a warzone on the planet Rigol VII. What initially started as a Chaos Cult uprising turned into a full-blown invasion when Imperial Forces were unable to prevent cultist forces from hailing Traitor Marine support. With Heretic Astartes entering the struggle, the Angry Marines were routed to the planet in full force to push back the forces of Chaos. Initially, the arrival of Angry Marine forces was able to turn the tide and isolate the traitors to an inhospitable volcanic region of the planet where they could ultimately be destroyed. However, as the battle dragged on over solar weeks the chaos activity caused the skeins of reality to thin, allowing the neverborn to translate into realspace. With these reinforcements, the tide was once again changed as the Chaos forces began to break out from the Imperial encirclement. &lt;br /&gt;
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In a desperate attempt to disrupt the leadership of the Chaos forces, a strike team comprised of heroes from the elite First Company along with Chapter Master Irae Rex was dropped into the heart of the Chaos encampment in the hopes of eradicating the Chaos command. The strike team fought valiantly, slaughtering easily over 50 times their number as they blazed a trail of Imperial fury towards the Chaos Lord. Brother Furem fought no less heroically than any of his fellow Astartes, fearlessly retrieving Gene-Seed in several perilous positions, each a hero’s tale in its own right. Yet despite all their zeal, upon finally facing the Chaos Lord they were wiped out to a man. &lt;br /&gt;
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Exceroth was a fearsome servant of the Prince of Pleasure. He was clad in an ancient pattern of terminator armor painted impossibly black that glittered with light like stars in the void. His armor was chased with vibrant pink flames that seemed to shift and dance over the void-black armor. On his left arm was an older pattern of lightning claw, each talon ending in a terrible hook. His right arm was without armor from the elbow down exposing unnervingly smooth pale skin wreathed in a spectral violet-blue flame. Over the length of the conflict the waning of reality allowed Chaos Lord Exceroth’s power to swell far beyond initial assessments. Against this psychic might the heroes of the Angry Marines were crushed like ants as heads detonated in showers of gore, organs liquefied and ran like water, while others were shorn to pieces by the foul denizens of the warp. Even Chapter Master Irae Rex  was no match and was cut down leaving little more than scuffs on the Chaos Lord’s armor. Brother Furem was the last of his squad, held in the clutches of Chaos Lord Exceroth impaled upon his lightning claw over a massive crevasse. As Chaos Lord Exceroth was ready to impart the Emperor’s Peace he noticed the cryo-tubes on Brother Furem and a sinister leer overcame his face. He reached out with his free hand and began canting the foul language of the warp. Brother Furem could only watch with horror and impotent rage as the contents of his cryo-tubes ran black with foul ichor. Exceroth drank deep of his pain and his perverted smile only grew. Images of all of the heroes he had failed burned through his fading consciousness as the damage to his body took its toll. In his final act of defiance he mustered every last ounce of fury and kicked Exceroth in the groin. Doubled over in his surprise, he dropped brother Furem into the abyss below.&lt;br /&gt;
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Furem awakened in the base of the gorge, his trans-human physique having somehow miraculously staved off death. His head pounded as his armor sounded masses of alarms warning of damage sustained from the fall. His head ached in part from the fall but it was nothing compared with the pain of knowing that the legacies of his chapters heroes and most shameful of all his own Chapter Master would all end with his single failure. Not even the Deathwatch would take an Apothecary stained with dishonor of this magnitude. All that was left for him was vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;
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Exceroth was blind with rage. The impudent corpse-worshipper had caught him by surprise and in that moment accidentally tore the amulet from his armor. Without the amulet, he would not be able to complete the chaos ritual needed for his full ascension to daemonhood. Despite his forces’ heavy losses caused by the rampaging Angry Marines he had no choice but to send squads of marines after the imperial dog while he worked to complete the ritual. He barked orders and a full twenty marines set off after brother Furem.&lt;br /&gt;
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The only thing still fully operational was his Narthecium. His suit had dried out all combat stimms in the attempt to save his life. Most of the servos in his armor were running at below half capacity. He was lucky to find the life support was working—even if barely. The toxic fumes accumulated at the bottom of the pit from the volcanically active region would have killed even an unprotected marine. After assessing the extent of the damage to his suit Brother Furem took stock of his surroundings. His retinal display flickered intermittently, in part no doubt from the fall. He could no longer make out the sky as ash fell like snow from the burning walls of the crevasse. The embers glowing along the walls cast everything in a sinister light. The space was only wide enough for maybe four or five marines to stand shoulder to shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
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Buried in the ash by his feet he noticed an eerie blue glow unlike the fires burning around him. He dusted off the area and found an amulet, something from the Chaos Lord perhaps? Just then, he heard the unmistakable sound of power-armored ceramite footsteps. Judging by their volume they must have assumed him dead. Rage focused his bleary vision and he pressed himself against the wall, the layer of ash upon his yellow armor blending him into the wall. He heard the leader speak.&lt;br /&gt;
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“There is a strong warp signature nearby, the amulet must be ahead. Keep an eye out for the yellow bastard’s corpse-worshipping body. The amulet can’t be far from it. We’ll also need any replacement parts we can strip from his corpse.” &lt;br /&gt;
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His vengeance would start here. Even with their superior numbers there was little room to move in the chasm which meant they couldn’t use ranged weapons to avoid friendly fire leaving close combat as the only option. The poor bastards never knew what hit them.&lt;br /&gt;
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As the first marine passed, Furem exploded from his concealed position in a shower of fire and sparks. He extended his Nartheciums’ drill and pinned the traitor’s head to the wall. The next marine reacted with superhuman speed but Furem was faster. Ceramite plates buckled under his greaves and made a cavernous mess of the traitor’s chest cavity. A whirring chainsword roared past Furem’s face missing it by hairs. He couldn’t be careless, even if they were traitors they were still Space Marines. He dislodged the Narthecium from the first marine and revved its adamantium chainblade. He made a feint for the marine that had swung at him who fell back leaving his comrade open. At the last second Furem stepped in and yanked his torso left making a ruin of the next marine’s face. Even if he somehow survived having his face removed he would die of asphyxiation on the canyon floor before long. By this time the Chaos marines realized they would not best him in single combat and the closest two both leapt in with combat blades making for the soft joints in his armor. With his delipitated armor he knew he could not avoid both blades and grit his teeth as a combat blade bit deep into his right shoulder. He parried the other blade with his Narthecium sending the traitor tumbling over his own weight. The traitor made what would be his last mistake and yanked combat blade out for a second strike freeing Furem’s arm. He laid a haymaker into the marine before he could ready himself for another blow sending him stumbling into the marines behind him. Furem spared no time and executed the other grounded traitor before he could bring his combat blade to bare stomping his head into a pulpy red mess among the ashen ground. Furem quickly snatched a grenade off the corpse and lobbed it into the center of the group of marines. They tried to scramble but in the tight space they had nowhere to run. The grenade shredded the marines closest to the blast and maimed several others. &lt;br /&gt;
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It had been hours since his marines left to find the amulet. The electrically charged ash combined with the depth of the chasm made any electronic communication nearly impossible. He had to focus all of his psychic power on maintaining the ritual lest it failed and damned them all. Without the amulet even Exceroth was straining to maintain the furious warp energies needed. Becoming distraught, he sent the remainder of his forces not in active combat to find the amulet leaving a skeleton of honor guard to maintain the perimeter. He would have the amulet and his daemonhood at any cost. &lt;br /&gt;
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When Furem’s vision finally stopped spinning there were still 7 heretics standing with the rest either dead or incapacitated. He could feel his body slowing down, his rage just keeping him on the edge of consciousness. His twin hearts strained to push the coagulants to his shoulder as the air in his helmet grew thin from the openings in his armor. For all his pride even he had to admit he would stand no chance against these foes in his current condition. As they closed in, he could only think of one last move to take out the remaining enemies. He reached for his remaining krak grenade causing the wary traitors to give pause. With the last of his strength he lobbed the grenade before falling over in exhaustion. The traitors laughed, shedding their tension and their now-limp quarry. The grenade had flown high and wide, a pathetic attempt by a dying corpse-worshipper. As if the Emperor himself had willed it, the krak grenade detonated unleashing a torrent of lava. In the confined space of the pit the remaining traitors had nowhere to run and were scorched into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time Furem came to the traitors had all been turned to slag. The heat from the lava had cauterized his shoulder wound through the opening reducing the strain on his hearts. However, his suit integrity was at critical levels. He had to leave the canyon else he would die from the fumes and the heat.  He picked up the amulet and looked for a way out. The traitors had no special climbing equipment which means they had to have come down a path. He stepped over the cooling lava using the charred remains of the traitors as stepping stones, heading off in the direction from which they came.&lt;br /&gt;
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In a stroke of luck Furem came upon his suit repair kit not too far from where he awoke. He quickly mended the deeper cracks in his armor and sealed the soft joints. His combat stimms were also replenished along with his air filters and oxygen. The reprieve could not have come any sooner, his oolitic kidney close to failure from the toxic atmosphere. With his oxygen returned to safe levels he took a second to ingest some nutrient paste. After all his struggles even the normally bland nutrient paste tasted better than grox meat. But it was not to last, the sting of his failure quickly returned the flavor of the paste to ash in his mouth. Even if he could avenge his fallen brothers, would his chapter take him back? The question weighed heavily on his mind as he forged through the ashen waste.&lt;br /&gt;
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Furem hacked his way through everything the Chaos Lord could throw at him. Knowing the Chaos Lord would not give up on the amulet so easily, he had to prepare to take down far more enemies.  Even with his armor plates repaired the servos were close to shot—a repair he could not make without a techmarine. As much as it crushed his Angry pride he rigged the canyon with grenades scavenged from the marines not burnt to ashes. He could only wonder what his brothers would think of his cowardly tactics. He collapsed part of the canyon wall on the incoming party, slaughtering the survivors with brutal efficiency. After hours of killing he eventually came upon the path which the marines had been using to make their way down. He readied himself for the garrison of cultists most likely guarding the path but was surprised to find no one.&lt;br /&gt;
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By this time Exceroth’s resources had been stretched to the breaking point. He had sent over 50 marines including his elite guard to retrieve the amulet but to no avail. He should have killed the marine instead of toying with him. The pleasure he had siphoned from the marine’s anguish was bitter in his mouth. Worse yet, the ritual was entering its final phase. The warp rift was now self-sufficient but it had taken its toll. Exceroth had expended a great deal of energy without the relic to amplify his strength. He had also burned out far more sorcerers than he would have liked but such was the price of power. With his psychic powers temporarily drained he would have to be on guard.&lt;br /&gt;
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Furem could see unholy light coming from the Chaos encampment. It was empty save the sorcerers powering the rift and the Chaos Lord. His brothers were still on Rigol fighting the forces of chaos and it had stretched the chaos forces thin. This would be his only chance to strike at the enemy unchallenged. His mind turned to the blackened vials at his side and his vision ran red. There would be no stealth and no sneaking this time. He charged directly at the Chaos Lord shouting a promise of vengeance eternal. &lt;br /&gt;
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His armor’s damaged servos put him at an immediate disadvantage. Worse yet, his opponent was clad in Tactical Dreadnought Armor. Even with his Narthecium specialized to punch through power armour it would prove to be difficult to breach. His mind was lost to rage, his body powered by sheer fury and unquenched vengeance. His body moved almost seemingly of its own accord, hundreds of years of combat pushing him to fight like as if breathing. Any other opponent would have been long dead but this was a veteran of the Long War. Where Furem may have had hundreds of years of experience his opponent had thousands and the difference showed. Exceroth’s speed and grace with the lightning claw belied his armors bulk. Even without his psychic powers his strength was formidable. Furem landed blow after blow but his Narthecium could not find purchase on the terminator. With each parry it was all he could do to avoid being impaled a second time. &lt;br /&gt;
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The adamantium teeth of his Narthecium were dulling. The Chaos Lord had used the powered claw to deftly parry and destroy his drill. The little cuts in his armor were starting to add up, he blink-clicked away suit integrity warning runes away as fast as they were coming. Death was certain and his plans of vengeance seemed more and more like a dream. His strength was fading fast and it was then the Chaos Lord revealed the depth of his depravity.&lt;br /&gt;
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With a wave of his hand Exceroth drained the rest of his psychic reservoir and the ground began to ignite with ethereal fuchsia flames. Exceroth screeched with delight as he fed from Furem’s horror. Before him stood the reanimated corpses of three his fallen brothers—including Chapter Master Irae Rex. To fail to save their gene-seed was a stain upon his honor that no marine could live to bear. But to see his brother’s bodies defiled by the foul energies of the warp was more than he could endure. Their names and deeds would mean nothing now; every word of their heroism would be struck from Angry Marine history for there was nothing that could be admired from one whose body succumbed to chaos.&lt;br /&gt;
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His rage was finally pushed to its limits and something in Furem finally broke. The relic burned with an intense white-hot light pouring forth his hate, anger, and sorrow until he shone with the fury of the nothing less than the Emperor himself. The dulled chainblade thundered to life in a blaze of fury and in a blinding burst of speed he was upon his former brothers. He could not save their gene-seed but he would sooner die before he would forfeit their souls. Pfistus was first to charge, as in life he was always first to fight and last to leave. He came in hard with his overhand right, power first booming to life ready to run Furem through. But Furem had seen brother Pfistus fight for almost a century, admired him as one of the chapter’s finest. His heartstrings wrenched as he sidestepped the attack and countered with a vicious uppercut that plunged elbow deep and eviscerated Pfistus. It was a strike that Pfistus would have been proud of, yet the crumbling form twisted its head in a sick imitation of life and hissed its spiteful last words.&lt;br /&gt;
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“I TRUSTED YOU”&lt;br /&gt;
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The sting of failure stoked Furem’s violent rage as he stepped to face brother Atmeus. As an unparalleled duelist of the Angry Marines he fought with a cold precision practiced over a hundred lifetimes across a thousand battlefields. Furem ducked and weaved Atmeus as best he could, the latter using even his shield as a bludgeoning weapon. With each attempt to close in, Furem was met with swift testicular retribution. Even with his scorching rage his codpiece integrity was nearing critical failure. It was at this moment he realized that although the body fought like Atmeus it lacked the creativity and soul behind each strike. Furem gambled everything on the next charge, leaving his groin completely unguarded he charged in and like an automaton Atmeus’s foot came in for the strike. With all his might he halted the charge, Atmeus’s foot only grazing his armor. With this opening Furem clamped onto Atmeus’s leg and heaved with all his might. He had Atmeus airborne with a heavy heart called upon his Angry Marine training and slammed him full-force into Exceroth sending them both flying. &lt;br /&gt;
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He turned to face the last enemy standing. To once again Chapter Master Irae Rex resplendent in his artificer armor Profanity was sickeningly bittersweet. The Profanity was the pinnacle of the work of hundreds of artificers who gave their lives to engrave on a molecular level every vulgarity in low gothic imaginable. The hate rolled off of Irae Rex in waves projecting an aura of fear that would void the bowels of a lesser man. In his left hand he wielded Scourge, a thunder hammer whose striking face was embossed with the words “FUCK YOU.” On his right was Purge, a power fist with inbuilt heavy flamer discharged from ports in the fingers to which many traitors met their end. But most defining was the adamantium cigar that was clenched in his jaw, an irreplaceable heirloom of the Angry Marines. &lt;br /&gt;
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A blistering gout of promethium poured past Furem’s face before he had time to doubt fighting his former Chapter Master. He sprinted wide left barely keeping ahead of the flames threating to roast him alive. The flames came to an abrupt halt and Furem prepared himself for the trick he had seen the Chapter Master pull countless times. Irae flung his arm in the direction opposite Furem and released a massive burst of flame that propelled himself at Furem. Furem went to wrench himself out of the way of the attack but his torso’s servos let out a death cry as they finally failed under the strain. Caught off balance, the thunder hammer crushed his left side, his fused ribcage splintering under the weight of the blow. He had been fortunate; his unexpected stop turned the killing blow into only a crippling one but now he could barely stand. Irae raised his power fist and unleashed a murderous torrent of fire. &lt;br /&gt;
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Time slowed to almost a complete stop. The blistering promethium crawled agonizingly slowly towards him. He was about to fail his Chapter yet again. The shame and dishonor ran though his mind a million fold until he could take no more. Furem let out a battle cry unbelievable magnitude; its shockwave extinguished the surge of flames and sent Irae sailing. Irae died a second time before he even hi the ground, his internal organs liquefied by the concussive blast.&lt;br /&gt;
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With his brothers finally laid to rest, Furem turned his attention to the broken Chaos Lord. There were no words, no banter, no smartass comments to be had. His seething fury forced the Narthechium’s saw to life and he began torturously cleaving through the terminator armor powered on by his wrath. He pushed every last ounce of his strength and cut clean through the Chaos Lord and the relic exploded under pressure his unchained rage and in a blinding flash the warp rift was seared shut and the entire chaos stronghold was laid to waste&lt;br /&gt;
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Furem woke on his back, staring up at the black sky surrounded by still-burning earth. He could almost see the forms of his fallen brothers as if there to forgive him. He dismissed it as the thinned reality causing warp apparitions to toy with his mind. His eyes turned to the lit adamantium cigar as he faded into a sus-an induced coma. Death could not vindicate his failure but at least revenge was finally his.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;ANGRY MARINES!!! ALWAYS ANGRY!!! ALL THE TIME!!!&#039;&#039;&#039; &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;FUCKING SCREAM IT YOU XENOSFUCKING, ULTRASHIT-LOVING FUCKTARD!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Infobox Spess Mahreen Chapter&lt;br /&gt;
|Name = Angry Marines&lt;br /&gt;
|Heraldry = [[Image:Angry Marines SP.png|center|250px]] &lt;br /&gt;
|Battle Cry = ALWAYS ANGRY!!!!! ALL THE TIME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
|Number = ANGER CAN NEVER BE QUANTIFIED!!!&lt;br /&gt;
|Founding = Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
|Successors of = World Eaters&lt;br /&gt;
|Successor Chapters = none (though known to have an affiliation with the Night Sentinels Reborn)&lt;br /&gt;
|Chapter Master = [[Temperus Maximus]]&lt;br /&gt;
|Primarch = [[Angron]]&lt;br /&gt;
|Homeworld = Bodt (currently spaceborne)&lt;br /&gt;
|Specialty = Close combat and assault with an overwhelming excess of brutality and profanity.&lt;br /&gt;
|Strength = More than 1000 marines (FUCK YOU GIRLYMAN!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;
|Allegiance = [[Imperium]] (&#039;&#039;&#039;AND DON&#039;T YOU FUCKING FORGET IT, SHITFAG&#039;&#039;&#039;)&lt;br /&gt;
|Colours = Bright yellow with a blood-red trim.&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Angry Marine.jpg|thumb|right|GODMOTHERFUCKINGEMPERORPRAISEDBEHISNAMEDAMMIT!!]]&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|In any society, fanatics who hate don&#039;t hate only me - they hate you, too. They hate everybody.|Elie Wiesel}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|When angry, count to four; when very angry, swear.|Mark Twain}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|JUST HIT THE FUCKERS!!!|Chapter Master Temperus Maximus when asked what’s written in the Codex Angry Marines}}&lt;br /&gt;
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The Angry Marines are, in essence, what would likely happen if /tg/ [[Mary Sue|could magically turn themselves into Spess Mehreens]] and express their opinions towards [[Matt Ward|certain]] [[Robin Cruddance|aspects]] [[CS Goto|of]] the canon of 40K (and people who quote this exact line at the beginning of lore videos on the Angry Marines). They were in fact actually created by some guy using the Dawn of War army painter for the first time in ye olden days of yore (suspected to be &amp;quot;Angry Joe&amp;quot;). They are not the Alfa Legion; they symbolize the fa/tg/uy&#039;s love for 40K, as well as rage... Which /tg/ has in copious, albeit impotent, amounts. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Angry Marines are a popular /tg/ homebrew Chapter of [[Space Marines]], and by far the most famous homebrew to gain fame outside the realm of /tg/. They are angry for the [[Emprah]] and skittles. All the time. Angry Marine tactics focus on getting into melee as quickly as possible, and proceeding to bust open several crates of [[Rage|FUCK YOU]] in the various directions of the Imperium&#039;s enemies. Due to this, Angry Marines tend to have low BS (by low, we mean Ork boy low), but have terrifically high WS/S/I, meaning anyone getting into CQC would be [[RIP_AND_TEAR|utterly annihilated]].&lt;br /&gt;
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There is a [[Codex - Angry Marines 8th Edition]] you can use ... even if it is more than 90% complete, but is not balanced yet. THAT&#039;S NOT AN EXCUSE FOR YOU ULTRASMURF BLOWING FUCKTARDS NOT TO READ IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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The Angry Marines employ a variety of weapons notably different to the standard Space Marine arsenal. These include power heavy bolters (for melee and ranged use), dual power fists, power feet, power bats, power wrenches, 2 by 4 adamantium planks with a nail forced through them and even the Predator Angrinator, a modified version of the Predator Whirlwind artillery tank that fires the Angry Marines themselves directly into the enemy ranks. They also possess a [[Legio Ruina|Titan Legion]], which is fully comprised of Angry Titans. These are detailed in Codex: ANGRY MARINES. The Angry Marines also think that pistols are for faggots who can&#039;t hit worth a damn, and so these marines rarely go into battle with the traditional &#039;&#039;pistol+CCW&#039;&#039; combo, opting instead to engage opponents in mêlée combat.Even when not in combat, the Angry Marines are so goddamn angry that even the words of their out-loud speech seem to be made with the CAPS LOCK key left on and with at least theee exclamation marks at the end of each sentence.&lt;br /&gt;
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A lot of this is due to the fact that Space Marines feel emotions with a strength that normal people cannot even comprehend. The Angry Marines simply bypass the normal emotional range, allowing them to feel rage to an extent that leaves other Space Marines entirely speechless. You think you&#039;ve ever been angry? The most rage you&#039;ve ever felt is like a minor annoyance compared to what an Angry Marine feels all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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At present, the prevailing belief is that, like the faggoty-ass [[Pretty Marines]], the Angry Marines are a first founding chapter and used to be the Second Legion. However, due to [[Roboute Guilliman|Rowboat Girlyman]] accidentally hitting the backspace key when he meant to copy and paste something while typing up the Codex Astartes, the Second Legion was stricken from official records, as were the Eleventh Legion. Thus most of the Imperium and indeed the Galaxy at large doesn&#039;t know about them, even though they are not classified as any kind of secret in any way shape or form.   &lt;br /&gt;
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Should an Inquisitor ever find a planet to be rife with [[Heresy|HERESY]], the people of that world (as well as many of the adjacent ones) better hope that the nearest Chapter Fleet isn&#039;t one from the Angry Marines. Very often, the resultant fallout of their measures to purge heresy results not only in the absolute destruction of the world on which heresy was first detected, but all things within a radius of 10 sub-sectors as well. Such fruit may be borne by the Angry Marines by, for example, ramming battle barge after battle barge upon the very surface of the world itself. The angry marines are not fans of exterminartus however, seeing it as a wasted opportunity to punch heretics in the face, but it does result in some [[Ashes of Yggdrasil|unfortunate engagements]] where the angry marines would have been far better off nuking the site from orbit.&lt;br /&gt;
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The most astonishing thing about the Angry Marines is that they need no testosterone to be in as foul a mood as they are. Despite the fact that like all other Space Marines their ability to produce sex hormones is completely removed as part of their introduction, they are still very much able to act as if their blood was all replaced with testosterone. [[Just as planned]].&lt;br /&gt;
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= The Angry Marines =&lt;br /&gt;
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Varied as the many accounts of the Angry Marines are, some tend to shed more light on their nature than others and are thus recollected here. Among such tales you will find stories of titanic battles, the origin of the chapters relics, the history of key personnel, and (of course) lots of swearing. If you, after reading this, would like to join the Angry Marines, firstly, get some help, and secondly, call 420-6969-FUCKOFF&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Guardsman&#039;s &amp;quot;Savior&amp;quot; ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Guardsman &amp;quot;Church&amp;quot; of the 8th Cadian regiment was stranded with his battalion on a unknown planet surrounded by hordes of Chaos traitors. Church was almost certain he was going to die today. Nevertheless, he stood strong, unshaken by the hordes of the damned, Aim, Fire. Aim, Fire. Aim, Fire. Churches battalion, or what was left of it, had been shooting for hours, burning through the last of their ammo cache in one final defiant stand, they would hold their ground until the last man but he knew their ammunition supplies wouldn&#039;t last much longer; in fact, he had estimated that they&#039;d run out half an earth hour ago. church was sure their guns would fall silent soon. The unmistakably sharp crack of a sonic boom broke churches focus and he turned around, his eyes toward the sky. A huge yellow object streaked across the sky, and hit the ground crushing his commissar in the process. The concussive crack of the huge metal carapace hitting the ground in front of him sent a jolt of cold energy through his spine, what seemed like seconds passed, the dust thrown up by them impact began to settle, guns fell silent, all of the guardsmen turned to look at the beaten form of a huge yellow, space marine drop pod. The doors whipped open sending a second round of concussive reverberations through the earth as they hit the ground with a sharp crack. All hell broke loose, towering forms shot from the steel shell at lightening speed, most were howling seemingly random expletives, others were just simply screaming, for a second, Church thought they had been deep struck by khorne berzerkers, he savoured what he thought would be his final breath and closed his eyes, ready to die. That is until, he heard the thunderous bellow &amp;quot;ALWAYS ANGRY, ALL THE TIME&amp;quot; the unmistakable warcry of the fabled angry marines. Church let what he had thought would be his last breath out of his nose and mouth and opened his eyes slowly. Sadly, to slowly, with a deafening scream, &amp;quot;OUT OF THE WAY RETARD&amp;quot; one of the marines shoved guardsman Church out of the way and jumped over the rampart, he hit the ground with enough force to break his arm and all of his ribs on one side, partially collapsing one of his lungs. Church was no longer relived, he was no longer scared, he wasn&#039;t angry, he was just confused. &amp;quot;What the hell just happened?&amp;quot; he murmured, swiftly proceeding to passing out.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Primarch of Rage ==&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;Lo, in the histories of the many Chapters of the Adeptus Astartes, every Primarch listed that has ever come across my sage and learned eyes, has found root and home upon a planet, which hath shaped and set in stone the character of that warrior of The Emperor that he would become.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Therefore, one must give pause to the Primarch of our brothers, the Angry Marines, that great warrior of rage for he hath never fell upon a planet. Nay! Legend has it he was borne upon the ethers and drifts of space, alone in his capsule save for a discarded copy of&#039;&#039; Battletoads &#039;&#039;that The Emperor had thrown out, a legendary artifact that hath fueled research into vast weapons of war that it might be unmade and erased from history.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;When the capsule had finally been rammed into a drifting hulk of an old Imperial battleship, it is said that the Primarch was so enraged and frustrated with the vile game that he headbutted out the Adam&#039;s apple of the first survivor that he encountered, and thereafter killed every inhabitant with the remnants of the dying initial combatant.&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;--- Historian Nwabudike&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Friendly Fire &amp;quot;Incident&amp;quot; of Klaxus XII ==&lt;br /&gt;
*From the historical records of Inquisitor Jangel, non-aligned investigator of Adeptus Astartes &amp;quot;Incidents&amp;quot;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*Section #511: The &amp;quot;Friendly&amp;quot; Fire Incident of Klaxus XII&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The records of this dire moment in Imperial history were (until I came upon them) known only to the two Space Marine Chapters that took part in the skirmish. However, only by putting the two records together is the truth found.&lt;br /&gt;
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The [[Pretty Marines]] tell of a conflict fraught with glory against the odds, and of dire betrayal:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;Prior to the sortie against our enemy, our glorious Chapter Master graced us with a speech. With eloquence, he spoke before the resplendent lines of the Brother-Marines. Sparkling under the twin suns, he recounted for us the beautiful victory, and of the fates of our enemies. As one we cheered, as we awaited his inevitable dance number.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;But lo, from the skies fell a drop pod, smashing into our forward lines and engulfing the area with thick dust. It took us only a moment to clear the air with our blow-dryers, but it was a moment too late: the Chapter Master was verily embedded lying-down onto the desert&#039;s surface face-first!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The Angry Marines tell the other side of the story, though in far less words due to a lacking in vocabulary beyond many four letter utterances. Hastily inserted into the annals of their Chapter, glory is simply a picture with the words &amp;quot;OWNED&amp;quot; across it, and the image of the Pretty Marines&#039; Chapter Master unconscious on the ground, a crude mustache drawn on his face with paint, and what appears to be a set of testicles on his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;
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So began the greatest internal feud within the Imperium.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thought for the Day: &#039;&#039;Ruthlessness is the kindness of the wise.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== Astartes Most Unusual ==&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;Excerpted from Hidden Imperial Histories by Adept Voliusnius Brouyt&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Of the many Space Marine Chapters that protect the good citizens of the Imperium none are as well respected, nor admired, as the warriors of the Ultramarines. Such is the greatness of their deeds. Their stories are told on innumerable worlds, their repu&#039;that hold Guilliman&#039;s geneseed.&lt;br /&gt;
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This does, however, occasionally lead to friction amongst some of the more bellicose chapters of Astartes that still stubbornly refuse to yield to the wisdom of the blessed Codex Astartes. Such antagonism is best illustrated with an anecdote from an instance when the Ultramarines encountered an obscure and ill-recorded chapter whom records merely identify as the &amp;quot;Fowl Marines&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Angry Marines had apparently chased a Tyranid splinter fleet into Ultramarine space to which they brought absolute devastation. Impressed by their sheer ferocity the blessed Calgar offered an invitation to their Chapter Master, a man identified in the records only as Temperus Maximus. However, the invitation to meet their spiritual liege was responded to with the head of the slain hive tyrant --  on which was crudely scrawled an insulting cartoon of the Ultramarines defense of Macragge as well as depictions of male genitalia -- and the message, &amp;quot;STILL NOT AS GOOD AS THE HEAD YOUR MOM GAVE ME, YOU POMPOUS FUCKING DOUCHEBAG FUCKTARDS!!!!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Infuriated by such a blatant and insulting snub, Calgar personally took it upon himself to demand an apology from the arrogant Temperus Maximus. He subsequently traveled to the offender&#039;s battlebarge throne room in person. Unfortunately, he little expected the animalistic temperament that would greet his justified demand for obeisance, from the maniacal Temperus Maximus. The exchange between the two soon escalated into an argument, before coming to blows.&lt;br /&gt;
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The clash between the two occurred behind closed doors, with no clue exactly what words were exchanged. Yet when the doors opened again it was Calgar that was battered and bruised, with the sacred Gauntlets of Ultramar torn from his shoulders. Only the wise counsel of the Inquisition prevented him from declaring immediate war against his unruly brethren, a war that would no doubt have cost the Imperium greatly before the &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Ultramarines&#039;&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Angry Marines&#039; inevitable victory. The story stands as a clear example of how the refusal to follow the Codex only promotes discord and strife between erstwhile brothers.&lt;br /&gt;
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As to what occurred in the Angry Marine chambers, few can know, the only clue perhaps the jeering cry raised by the Angry Marines whenever they cross paths with the Ultramarines during campaigns. A nonsensical mantra of &amp;quot;STOP HITTING YOURSELF STOP HITTING YOURSELF&amp;quot;, repeated ad infinitum. What such a bizarre and crude chant could mean, a scholar can only guess at. Ultimately, it is telling of the less than exemplary mental nature of non-codex Astartes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thought for the Day: &#039;&#039;Do not ask, &#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Why kill the alien?&amp;quot;&#039;&#039; rather, ask, &#039;&#039;&amp;quot;Why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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== Assist on Vesuvius ==&lt;br /&gt;
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*From the personal diaries of Brother R.C. Mongler, 4th Chanian Combat Group.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My Chapter had landed on a barren little ball of rock called Vesuvius. The Inquisition had ordered us to the planet on suspicion of Chaos corruption. Surely enough, we ran into a group of Chaos Marines within a day of landing. The fools, turning their backs on the God-Emperor for whatever sick rewards they received from the deceiving Warp fiends. The battle started the second morning. Their attack was especially fierce, and my brothers and I had great trouble keeping them at bay. It seemed that for every one of them we killed, three more showed up. Our own losses were of no small concern. In a rare moment of calm, Brother-Captain Morgan confided in me that if we were not killed by these berserkers, we would almost certainly be killed by the Inquisition for failure. As our numbers dwindled, I grew concerned: surely we would all be killed, and The Emperor&#039;s work would not be carried out. We prepared for a final assault, one which had been coming for near a week of the most intense fighting I had ever seen. We surrounded a small hill, atop which stood our last Dreadnought, Brother Klarr. We saw their force coming from below. We knew this was our end. But suddenly, a shadow passed over us. Some great demon come to finish us off? No. It was a drop pod. Out of it stepped a small company of our brethren. They wore bright yellow armor, a bizarre crest upon their shoulders, unlike any Chapter I had yet heard of. A circle, with two lines crossing it and two dots in the middle - almost as if to suggest an angry face. They formed a line between us and the now charging Chaos Marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Chaos Marines&#039; bright red armor shone in the late afternoon sun, the spikes upon their shoulders menacing. The new arrivals stood fast. As the distance between the two forces began to close, there arose from these yellow warriors the loudest scream I had ever heard. It shook the ground. Even through my helmet, it made my ears ring and my skull ache. And it simply kept getting louder as their Captain&#039;s fist slowly rose into the air. As it rose to a nearly supersonic volume, I finally made out the words contained in the scream:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;ALWAYS ANGRY!!!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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In a chorus louder even than the Captain&#039;s scream, the soldiers returned:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;ALL THE FUCKING TIME!!!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Then it began.&lt;br /&gt;
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Without a word, the yellow Space Marines returned to their drop pod and were soon whisked away from the battlefield. There had been no more than a dozen of them, not a single word exchanged between our two Chapters. To this day, I have never seen any Marines fight with such rage and fury. The mass of enemy berserkers was reduced to mere chunks; legs, arms, heads, and craters full of blood. Bits of red armor lay strew about the field. We had not even had the chance to advance by the time the screaming - both theirs and the enemy&#039;s - was over. I turned to my Captain and asked, &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;Who were they?&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;I had thought it was rumor, but no. Emperor bless us all, those were the Angry Marines.&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Salvation of Calamitis Prime ==&lt;br /&gt;
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*Loading excerpt from &#039;&#039;Tales of Valor: Reports from the Ork Invasion of Calamitis Prime&#039;&#039;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The PDF sold their lives dearly to stop the greenskin advance upon our primary Hive, but on the horde came. There would be no escape-- but for the Planetary Governor, whose escape shuttle was prepped to leave before the attack had even began.&lt;br /&gt;
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As our leader left us to die, we prayed to The Emperor for deliverance while we continued risking our lives to protect his works. Glory be to his swift answer.&lt;br /&gt;
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A yellow Thunderhawk, identified as &#039;&#039;Necrogoth Fuckshit&#039;&#039;, descended like a falling star, the much larger transport vehicle crushing the smaller one as it demolished the landing pad, and through the fire and smoke the mighty figure of a Space Marine strode forth. I will never forget the seething expression on his face as he looked upon us, then upon the Hive, and then upon the xenos.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Marine did not pause, he drew his chainsword and charged down the stairs with a battlecry upon his lips, screaming &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; or something of the sort, a cry with no end. Even as he disappeared into the Hive we heard him clearly, even as we saw the small yellow figure leap from the Hive into the throng of green below we heard him. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Drop pods followed as more Marines smashed into the horde, more yellow armored Marines echoing the endless cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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The xenos were crushed utterly, and still screaming in rage, the Space Marines ran up the Hive once more, to where the Governor still stood staring at the crushed wreckage of his escape shuttle in disbelief. The Marines poured into their Thunderhawk, but the Marine from before ran right up to the cowardly official, and his finger pressing painfully against the man&#039;s forehead, ended his warcry at last,: &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;-UUUUUUUCK YOOOOOOOOOU!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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== They called me a Cunt I&#039;ll Fuck Their Shit Up == &lt;br /&gt;
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Extracted from the testimony of Inquisitor Seros&lt;br /&gt;
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Extract #221B, as follows...&lt;br /&gt;
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During the 38th millennium, a young scribe was tasked by the Adminstratum to launch a complete inventorial investigation into an Adeptus Astartes chapter listed as the ”Angry Marines”. For some reason the chapters quartermaster had not supplied the Adminstratum on Holy Terra with copies of the chapters procurement&#039;s and requisitions. And as the Mechanicum wasn&#039;t obliged to supply reports about deliveries to individual units, the Administratum had no idea of the current state of the chapters inventory, upkeep or even numbers of Astartes. The promising young scribe chosen for this task was named Arturius, he had a flawless record and knew instinctively how to deal with bureaucracy. As the chapter had not even supplied the Administratum with a home world, the scribe was sent to the commander of the “somthingth” company, a marine named Shitkicker. After months of travelling aboard a supply vessel, Arturius could finally get on with his mission. The “Somethingth” company was currently deployed on the world Akdov Prime, and was in the final stages of liberating the planet from rebels and heretics. As the small craft boarded the battle barge “IDONTCAREYOUNAMETHEDAMNTHING”, Arturius braced himself for a meeting with a chapter which the elder scribes only talked about in hushed whispers. But to his surprise, when the airlock doors opened there were no one there to greet him. He wondered if they might have misunderstood the ID signal he sent when he asked for permission to board the immense ship? Slowly he made his way through the corridors of the battle barge, walking intently towards sounds that sounded suspiciously like swearing and punching. The noises increased in strength and clarity as he stopped just in front of a large bulkhead with massive dents in the thick metal. He took a deep breath and pressed the button to open the bulkhead doors and before he knew it, he stood eye to eye with the quartermaster of the ship. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STARING AT YOU BATHROBE-WEARING SCROTUMGOBBLER?!” Arturius was taken aback by the sheer volume at which the yellow clad Astartes operated. “Oh, ehm well you see Sir, I&#039;ve been sent by the Adminis...” and before he could even finish his sentence the quartermaster had removed his helmet and planted it a mere inch from the young scribes head. “YOU COME FROM WHERE?! DON&#039;T FUCKING TELL ME THE DICKSNIFFERS FROM THE FUCKING &#039;LIBARY&#039; SENT YOU?!” he shouted at a deafening level, whilst spraying Arturius with spittle. &lt;br /&gt;
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“I&#039;m afraid that i am, oh thou protector of humanity, they&#039;ve sent me because...” again he was interrupted. “I COULDN&#039;T GIVE A LUBE-SMELLING JIZZPOT AS TO WHY THOSE TAINTFONDLING NERDS WOULD SEND YOU HERE, I&#039;M NOT SORTING ALL OF THESE BOLTERS OUT JUST SO THEY HAVE SOMETHING TO JERK OFF TO”. Arturius had a feeling he would get nowhere with the quartermaster, who now was so annoyed that a vein were throbbing alarmingly on the side of his bald head. With great haste he backed out of the disorganized arsenal and ventured further into the ship, towards the bridge. &lt;br /&gt;
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Unlike most of the Imperium&#039;s bigger vessels, this battle barge didn&#039;t have any markings to indicate as to which direction one would proceed to a certain location. The only thing close to it were lewd drawings and four letter cursewords scribbled on the walls. After almost an hour of guessing as to where the bridge might be, having only depictions of genitalia with jet-engines attached to them to go by, he had finally arrived. Again he heard muffled shouting behind the immense bulkhead, and thought that caution was needed for this possibly violent encounter. Never in his wildest nightmares could he have expected Adeptus Astartes to behave in this manner. With a trembling finger, he pressed the button to open the bulkhead and in an instant the shouting became clear. “I DON&#039;T GIVE TWO LUMPS OF SHIT ABOUT WHAT THE GOVERNOR ASSHAT THINKS, WE&#039;RE THROWING IN ALL OF THE ANGRY GANGS!!!”. “With all due respect my lord, we don&#039;t have enough pods for all t..”, “FUCK YOU BUTTPIRATE, THEN WE&#039;LL FUCKING LAND THIS PIECE OF DICKSPIT ON THAT SHITHOLE EXCUSE OF A PLANET!”. Captain Shitkicker had not even registered the arrival of the nervous scribe, and with a very unsteady voice he spoke, “Excuse me your excellency, may I have a word?”. The Captain sharply turned his head towards Arturius, and with only three strides he stood face to face to the trembling Administratum emissary. “AND WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!” the Captain shouted, not even breaking eye contact for a millisecond. Almost soiling himself, Arturius spoke up; “Revered Captain of the glorious Adeptus Astartes, this humble scribe have ventured forth from the Administratum in order to f...” “YOU&#039;RE FROM THE FUCKING &#039;LIBARY&#039;?!” the captain roared, and now his eyes flashed with a rage even greater than when Arturius had arrived at the bridge. “THAT FUCKING DOES IT, I&#039;M COMPLETELY BLOODY SICK OF THIS!”. Seemingly from nowhere the furious Captain Shitkicker produced a melta-grenade, pulled the pin out but kept his hand firmly on the safety latch. Again he took three angry strides towards the Mechanicum Officer that he had verbally abused before, stuck the grenade in his hand and screamed mere millimeters from the face of this Servant of the Omnissiah. “IF YOU EVEN MOVE AN INCH OR SPEW ANYMORE BULLSHIT FROM THAT CUM-ENCRUSTED SPHINCTER YOU CALL A MOUTH, THEN I WILL KICK THIS GRENADE FROM YOUR SHITSMEARED HANDS AND DESTROY THAT FUCKING CONSOLE CONTROLLING THE SHIP!!!”. Even under all the cybernetic modifications you could see the already pale Enginseer going full white, knowing full well that the Captain meant every word. &lt;br /&gt;
“HEY PILOTING ASSWIPES, LAND THIS FUCKING OUTHOUSE ON THAT FUCKING SHITSTAIN!” Captain Shitkicker again roared whilst pointing to Akdov Prime, even from orbit you could see the massive fires in the hive-cities, where the Imperial Loyalists battled against the rebel scum. The servitors looked up and responded with a “Yes my lord” in that neutral voice of theirs. The mighty battle barges engines fired up and started to move the immense ship towards the planets surface, the void shields being calibrated on the move to account for the pressure of the atmosphere. The Captain had now retired to a large room adjacent to the bridge, and by the sounds and constant swearing, Arturius knew the mighty Space Marine was looking for something. “AH THERE IT FUCKING IS, THIS IS GOING TO BE MEGA-FUCKING-KICKASS-AWESOMESAUCE” the Captain gleefully exclaimed as he had found an ancient power-weapon of some description. &lt;br /&gt;
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Before Arturius could investigate the issue further, the ship was well on it&#039;s way to the surface with the creaking sound making it abundantly clear that the ship wasn&#039;t too happy about the sudden atmospheric pressures and gravity pulling at its massive frame. After some serious piloting from the Servitors, the ship was stable a couple of kilometers above the surface of the battle scarred planet. Without even a single curse, obscenity or threat, Captain Shitkicker ran at full speed down the corridor that young Arturius had arrived from. Having given up on handling the situation as per any protocol he knew of, he ran after the Astartes to the best of his abilities. After almost losing the large Astartes in the corridors of the battle barge he finally caught up with him, standing in front of a Vox-console trying to plug into the ships loudspeakers. “ALRIGHT YOU DICKBADGERS, WE&#039;RE OFF TO KICK ASS!” the Captain roared into the microphone he held in his right hand, violently gesturing with the other. “REPORT TO THE FUCKING DROPPODS ON THE FUCKING DOUBLE!”, after screaming the last order into the Mic, Captain Shitkicker again made off towards the hangars of the mighty ship. Arturius had abandoned all pretense of knowing what to do at this point, thinking that it might be best to report his failings to the Administratum and receive his punishment instead of spending another minute aboard this floating madhouse. He knew he had come from the hangars when he arrived, so again he followed the mad Astartes. After just a minute of intense running he had arrived in the hangars, seeing Captain Shitkicker violently screaming at a group of Sergeants near the droppods. He tried to make his way to his own craft, but after walking just a few paces he was lifted up by a pair of extremely strong hands, and he heard a voice bellowing behind him; “FUCK YOU NERD, YOU&#039;RE COMING WITH ME ON THE THUNDERHAWK, I NEED A SURFBOARD”. It was one of the Veterans of the chapter, adorned in the yellow and red livery with the strange crest upon their chests. Powerless to protest, Arturius was dragged towards on the Thunderhawks in the hangar, intensely praying for his life. &lt;br /&gt;
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Going through the flight checks which basically consisted of banging on the crafts instruments and swearing loudly, the pilot started the engines of the mighty Thunderhawk. Arturius was mushed in between two massive Space Marines and was holding on for dear life as the craft suddenly jerked forwards and started speeding up out of the hangar. Within a moments notice the mighty Thunderhawk was in a screaming descent towards one the main hives of Akdov Prime, and Arturius feared for his life. The Astartes on the other hand were just laughing manically or/and loudly screaming obscenities at each other, which must have been a bizarre pre-battle ritual of the chapter. As the craft closed in for a landing, the Astartes suddenly started chanting their battlecry, “ALWAYS ANGRY, ALL THE TIME! ALWAYS ANGRY, ALL THE TIME!” as they rushed out of the landing craft. Not even having time to react, the poor scribe was again picked up by the grumpy Veteran, “LOOK, NOW THE FUCKING FUN STARTS!” he roared into Arturius ear as he carried him into battle like a sack of doorknobs. He had no idea why the mighty Astartes had picked him up in the first place, and were know properly starting to fear for his life, his purpose became clear after they entered a hastily set up base of operations in what used to be a beautiful plaza. “FIX MY FUCKING POWERBAT YOU SPHINCTER!” someone roared in his already ringing ears, and felt something being dropped in his lap. “I.. I don&#039;t know how to repair weaponry such as this!” the young man exclaimed, with the Astartes just staring at him. “USELESS FAGGOTROCIOUS CUNT!” he screamed as he threw the scribe right into a pillar. &lt;br /&gt;
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He woke up days later in a hospital, dazed and confused. Next to his bed stood a man in inquisitorial livery. “I see you too have had a run-in with the... Angry Marines” the man said slowly. Without thinking he offered the man a seat next to his bed but the Inquisitor stated “Uh, no thanks. I&#039;d rather stand... My name is Seros, Inquisitor Seros. And I understand you have some information about the Angry Marines unwillingness to cooperate with Imperial officials, i&#039;m currently in dire need of such information” the man said. Arturius could swear that the Inquisitors buttcheeks had tightened when he mentioned the name &#039;Angry Marines&#039;. “Now, let me take down you testimony, and together we might put an end to the madness that is the &#039;Angry Marines&#039;, these subhuman morons who dare call themselves Astartes.”.... &lt;br /&gt;
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== The Life of an Asshole ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* From the records of Governor Tamel of Pathos Secundus.&lt;br /&gt;
* File #34476A: Captain Asshole&lt;br /&gt;
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A boy was born in the year 895.M38, on Pathos Secundus. Little is recorded of his parentage. His father was a Guardsman, known only to be missing and presumed dead. His mother died in childbirth. The pregnancy had no complications, and so an autopsy was conducted. Wounds throughout the mother&#039;s uterus and all along the birth canal indicated extreme trauma. Video of the birth confirmed the medical examiner&#039;s suspicions: he had come out cuntpunching (sic).&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The child spent his youth in and out of various orphanages and foster homes. Several of his caretakers attempted to name him, but whenever anyone asked him his name, he responded only by punching them in the throat. He was regarded as mad and dangerous at the very least; many believed he harbored some mutation or even the mark of Chaos. At the age of ten, however, he finally found a home. An Angry Marine Quartermaster had made planetfall to procure supplies, and the young boy happened to be in the area. The Marine shouted to him, &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;HEY, ASSHOLE, BRING ME THAT FUCKING HAND TRUCK IN THE CORNER!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The youth approached the hardened battle-brother and kicked him squarely in the groinplate, breaking two of his toes but making not a sound and shedding not a tear. The Angry Marines had found a new recruit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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At the time Asshole was inducted, the Chapter Master of the Angry Marines had decreed that new recruits should become standard Codex scouts. The issue was put to a vote, and the chapter at large declared this decision to be &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;COMPLETELY FUCKING FAGGOTROCIOUS,&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; however the decree stood for a time on the basis that the Chapter Master did it &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;JUST TO PISS YOU OFF, YOU WORTHLESS TWATS!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This did not well accommodate young Asshole. The one thing they could never teach him to do was aim, and he spent far longer than normal languishing in the 10th Company. Finally, in 176.M39, during the Scouring of Erhlinger Prime, he proved himself. After emptying an entire magazine into an Ork horde with no effect, Asshole abandoned his cover, howled madly into the sky, and broke his sniper rifle neatly in half across his knee. He then charged the band, tearing limbs from any greenskin that stood in his way, until he was standing face-to-face with the Boss Mek. Asshole took the two halves of his ruined rifle and spitted the Ork from both ends of his digestive track-- right through his flash kustom &#039;ardpantz, no less. The remaining xenos turned tail and ran. For his heroism, Asshole was immediately inducted to the 5th Company and promoted to the rank of Sergeant. Nevertheless, the Chapter Master shortly thereafter judged that the newbies were &#039;pissed off enough&#039;, and reinstated the Angry Gangs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Asshole rose quickly through the ranks, finally becoming Brother-Captain of the Battle Barge &#039;&#039;Killfuck Soulshitter&#039;&#039; in 722.M39. During his career, he developed a special hatred of Eldar, and would often be heard to claim that &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;THEY MAY AS WELL BE GODDAMN PRETTY MARINES FOR ALL THEIR FAIRYASSED PANTSHITTERY!!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; In 756.M39, the &#039;&#039;Killfuck Soulshitter&#039;&#039; was called to push back an incursion on the Coluphid Sector by Eldar. The campaign was a terrifying success, and in its last moments, Captain Asshole confronted the Farseer Turiel and her daughter Sorith, one of the Seer Council, personally. Breaking Sorith and casting her blithely aside in one swift blow, the Captain approached the Farseer, shaking with rage. Before she could react, he slammed her to the ground, removed his groinplate, and raped the Eldar psyker with a brutality she no doubt ever imagined in her 424 years. As he finished, he rose, readjusted his armor, and looked the horrified Sorith in her eyes, saying &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;I FUCKED YOUR MOM!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; He turned and left, letting the two witches steal into the Webway. A Marine in Asshole&#039;s retinue, puzzled, asked &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LET THOSE DYKES GET AWAY, YOU RETARDED COCKSICKLE?&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; In an astonishing display of restraint, Asshole replied simply &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;THOSE SPACE WHORES AREN&#039;T THE ONLY ONES WHO CAN PLAN AHEAD, YOU DICKWEED!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In 989.M39, Captain Asshole received a pizza with mushrooms instead of pineapple, and suffered an aneurysm while pummeling those responsible. Thus, his Battle-Brothers cybernetically mounted him into one of the Chapter&#039;s [[Dreadnought|Dreadnoughts]]-- or, as they prefer to call them within the Angry Marines, a [[Belligerent Engine]].&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thirty years later, the Chapter met the same Eldar again on the field of battle. The carnage played out much the same as before. All that remained were Farseer Turiel, and Sorith -- and the Belligerent Engine in which Captain Asshole was fused. A terrible din was heard. Suddenly, Captain Asshole&#039;s turgid member had punched right through the armor plating of the Dreadnought, with the Angry Marine himself in tow, and lodged itself between the buttocks of the Farseer with the force of 10 supernovae. He turned to Sorith and spoke his last words to her before slaughtering them both.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;EVEN IN DEATH, I STILL FUCK YOUR MOM.&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Captain Asshole, victorious, then breathed his last on the field of battle.&lt;br /&gt;
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== From the Flames of Furfaggotry ==&lt;br /&gt;
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*Imperial historical logs; as compiled by Commissar T.G. Wang, 137th Trondheim Regiment of the Imperial Guard&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;A synopsis of the events preceding the destruction of all heretical forces on Tertius Gamma follows&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The planet of Tertius Gamma was besieged by mutants of Chaos, the insipidness of which had never been before seen in this sector of space. The furry abominations, committing the hideous blasphemy of wearing sacred power armor as if in service to the God-Emperor, had been leveling city after city for days. And now... they had advanced upon the capitol city, the last bastion of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, little did anyone realize that the incursion had been noticed by one of the greatest Chapters of all Space Marines -- whose mighty Battle Barge was even now entering orbit around the planet -- the Angry Marines.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;!--&amp;gt;Unknown at the time to their &amp;quot;brothers&amp;quot;, another Company had set their sights on the grim scene below. &amp;lt;--&amp;gt;&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;GODDAMMIT, WHY AREN&#039;T WE ON THE GROUND YET?&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; screamed an armored visage. What remained of his face had been twisted recognizably by sheer rage.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;Sir, we cannot enter the atmosphere that quickly. The friction woul bur-&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; The voice of the Servitor was cut short as he was crushed beneath the sheer weight of the Marine&#039;s armor as he jumped into the pilot terminal.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Thus, the Battle Barge, the &#039;&#039;Litany of Litany&#039;s Litany&#039;&#039;, began its screaming descent towards the besieged planet.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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All the while, a cacophony of sickly sounds continued to permeate from the murky planet below.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;Yiff... yiff... yiff... yiff...&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It was maddening; sufficiently so that any lesser man would have taken his own life. But it had no effect on the stalwart Marines of rage save to infuriate them like never before.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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At the same time (and unknown to their brethren on the first Battle Barge, or vice versa), a second Battle Barge of the Chapter, the &#039;&#039;Maximum FUCK&#039;&#039;, hovered at the ready directly over the capital city.  Upon it, poised the payload of Adeptus Astartes Angry Marines, prepared to make planetfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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Captain Temperus of the 3rd Company watched and waited, his eyes fixed firmly on the screens showing a wave of mutants overrunning the planetary defense force positions. He felt his blood boil as he looked upon the livery adorning their armor, their mockery of everything they stood for. Their faces were an abomination. The heretical glee, visible on their faces even from space, angered the Brother Captain even moar.&lt;br /&gt;
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The comms-servant gave a silent nod, and although it seemed as though he hadn&#039;t seen it, Temperus was well aware. It was time-- but he hadn&#039;t the patience for any conventional strike this time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;CUNT SNIFFING FAGGOT MOTHERFUCKERS!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; He bellowed with rage. With the full force of his forehead, Captain Temperus struck the large red button on the console in front of him, destroying it in the process. Great shields on the side of the Battle Barge turned into place over the front of the craft, forming a giant battering ram shaped like a middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;
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The &#039;&#039;Maximum FUCK&#039;&#039; began its nose-first descent into the atmosphere.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The fighting around the capitol city grew more and more fierce. The furred mutants were sending their numbers to die beneath the walls of the city, each one attempting to use their bladed weapon to try and chip away at the hardened rockcrete. At first the defenders jeered at their foolhardiness. But as more corpses piled around the walls, the more precarious became the city&#039;s chances.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;Keep up that heavy bolter fire!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; the Commissar screamed over the din of the gun emplacements.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;Bring up the flamers! Show these abominations the cleansing power of The Emperor!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Just then a Servitor scuttled up to the Commissar&#039;s side.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;Milord, crafts from off-world are making planetfall. It appears to be the Adeptus Astartes.&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;Ah, at last. Now we shall TRULY turn the tide against this filth!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; beamed the Commissar.&lt;br /&gt;
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In revelry and decadence, the furries fought and continued to advance. The city would soon fall, there was none alive on Tertius Gamma who could stop them now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly, all heads turned skywards, eyes scanning above to find the source of a terrible noise. The two Angry Marines Battle Barges collided sides-first against one another as they plummeted towards a single target. The mutants realized that target was them.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Commissar turned his eyes skywards as the enemy fell silent and a great shadow fell across the lands.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;What the fuck...&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; the Commissar uttered under his breath, in disbelief.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;FUCK YOU, I WAS HERE FIRST!!!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; screamed the commander aboard the &#039;&#039;Litany of Litany&#039;s Litany&#039;&#039;, as he piloted his barge directly into the heart of the mutant hordes below.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;NO FUCK YOU, I DEPLOYED THE FINGER!!!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; Captain Temperus cursed back.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Traitors fled, mutants hid, deviants cried out for their dark gods to save them. As one, then two Battle Barges slammed into the enemy lines.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== Tempting Rage ==&lt;br /&gt;
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*&#039;&#039;Excerpted from personal correspondence addressed to PFC. Munchaussen, then stationed in the Argos sector&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The aspiring Champion of Khorne called out to the Angry Marines before him just as they prepared to charge his host of daemons and World Eaters.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;Can you not see the similarities between your battle prowess and ours? Khorne fills you with his wrath in battle, but you do not take time even to notice. Join us, and together we can destroy all within our path! Sink deeper into your anger with the full blessings of the Blood God!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The assembled Angry Marines took pause, and considered the words of the World Eater Champion. Chaplain Brusiarch then stepped from the front ranks of the Angry Marines&#039; line, turned, and backhanded the closest Angry Marine. The yellow-clad Battle-Brothers then turned their gaze to meet his.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Brusiarch gestured towards the aspiring Champion of Chaos, pointing to the bolt pistol that the Champion wielded in his left hand. The Chaplain shouted to his brother Marines, &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;YOU DON&#039;T LISTEN TO FAGGOTS, YOU COCKSICLES, YOU FUCKING KILL THEM!!!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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The previously backhanded Space Marine then stood up, his faceplate shattered from the force of the blow, and shouted the battle cry of the Angry Marines, &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;ALWAYS ANGRY!!! ALL THE TIME!!!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The Angry Marines then realized their folly at listening -- even if only for a moment -- to an insufferable faggot. He dared consider himself as angry as they were but armed himself not with a second chainsword or power fist, but a pussified &#039;&#039;bolt pistol&#039;&#039;?? &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The next few seconds witnessed the roar of Cocknocker jump packs, the whoosh of battle-brothers being launched at the daemonic host from the Predator Angrinator&#039;s, and Brother Chaplain Brusiarch&#039;s battle cry of &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-,&#039;&#039;&amp;quot; as he charged the World Eaters&#039; line.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== Acclimating to the Angry Marines ==&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;A brief account of life with the &#039;&#039;Angry Marines&#039;&#039;, and their Reclusiarch,&#039;&#039; Mofo&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;As lived by &#039;&#039;Brother-Sergeant Kollon&#039;&#039;, Imperial Fists&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I, Brother-Sergeant Kollon, of the Imperial Fists have been attached to the Angry Marine Chapter. In my first week training with our brothers, I had the privilege, of sorts, to encounter none other than their chapter&#039;s Reclusiarch, Mofo. After completing the morning firing rites alongside the Angry Marines, I made for the closest lavatory to relieve myself before battle practice began. The firing rites, as dictated by the Codex Astartes, involve squads honing their skills with ranged weaponry. While my fellow Astartes of the Imperial Fists attained perfect accuracy and precision with our bolters and sniper rifles, our less restrained Battle-Brothers spent most of the time missing their targets with the few bolters they had on hand. After expending his ammunition, each marine would charge down the firing lane to smash the pristine target with his bolter, his hands, and anything else within reach. We began to suspect that this non-codex treatment of ranged weaponry was the cause of the shortage of bolters in the Angry Marines&#039; armory aboard the Litany of Litany&#039;s Litany. &lt;br /&gt;
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I had deactivated and removed the appropriate sections of my power-armor, noticing the raised dais in the center of the lavatory chamber about which all the commodes faced. Many print copies of the legendary Codex Astartes lay upon this dais, and I found it odd that the Angry Marines would partake in the custom of reading while relieving oneself like so many of the Imperium&#039;s cultures do. I had just sat down upon one of the commodes along the bulkhead when Reclusiarch Mofo entered the chamber. &lt;br /&gt;
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He wore his full set of armor, not even having removed his helm. He is larger than the average Space Marine and carried his signature Crozius, Fag-Basher. It is platinum, and shaped like a great fist holding an Imperial Aquila token with the middle finger extended. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Reclusiarch tilted his head slightly in acknowledgment of my presence and sat himself down upon a commode near the one I was seated upon. I quickly expelled the contents of my bowel, and experienced another tortured minute while the Reclusiarch violently did the same with much loud swearing and oath making. It was then that I realized that the commodes in this lavatory did not have a bidet function like most toilets of the modern Imperium. I had just turned to ask the Reclusiarch how his Chapter went about cleansing themselves when I saw him reach out to one of the copies of the Codex Astartes. He opened it, and Emperor preserve us all, ripped a page from it, and began cleaning his backside! I cried out,&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;This...THIS IS HERESY!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The Reclusiarch became a blur, a lightning strike of motion. Instantly his crozius was alight in his hand, its power field sending blue energy flicking out from its surface. &amp;quot;HERESY!!! WHERE!!?? WHERE&#039;S THE HERESY, YOU FISTFUCK ARSE-STRUMMER!!??,&amp;quot; he shouted at max vox amp. He stood there, his head rapidly scanning the entire room for any sign of heresy, with the soiled page of Guilliman&#039;s life&#039;s work still wedged in his backside. It was the most astonishing sight I have ever seen in my centuries of service, and before my gen-enhanced senses could even register it, he had planted Fag-Basher in the bulkhead just centimeters from my head. &amp;quot;DON&#039;T FUCKIN&#039; STARTLE ME LIKE THAT, YOU FUCKING CUNTBREATHED, PISS-ENCRUSTED, ARSEWART!!!!!!&amp;quot; he roared right in my face. Mofo then turned back to his toilet and angrily finished cleaning himself with the torn codex page. He closed his armor and ripped Fag-Basher back out of the wall, causing me to duck. As he walked through the portal to the lavatory, he turned and shouted, &amp;quot;BATTLE PRACTICE STARTS IN THREE MINUTES FUCKFACE, SO BREAK IT OFF AND GET A FUCKING MOVE ON!!! IF YOU&#039;RE LATE, I&#039;M GONNA REPLACE ALL OF THIS TOILET PAPER,&amp;quot; as he gestured to the copies of the Codex Astartes &amp;quot;WITH YOUR HANDS!!!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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He then stormed down the hallway, leaving me stunned on the toilet. I looked at the copies of the Codex Astartes, a holy work written by the Emperor&#039;s own loyal son and the basis for everything I have lived my long life for as a Space Marine. I had the choice of defacing the codex, or undergoing the foulest penance I had ever been threatened with. This was only the first week of a decades long deployment with this Chapter!! Had the Emperor abandoned me?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== Ruination of the Black Legion Warband on Tormus Octavion ==&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;The Further Misadventures of Mofo, &#039;&#039;Reclusiarch&#039;&#039; of the &#039;&#039;Angry Marines&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;Compiled from the Mission Logs of&#039;&#039; Commissar John Fuklaw&#039;&#039; of the &#039;&#039;Angry Marines&#039;&#039; Chapter of the Adeptus Astartes, by the Imperial Archiving Services Staff&lt;br /&gt;
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Mofo, Reclusiarch of the Angry Marines, finished his oaths to the Emprah. Promises, made to his God, as to just how badly he would RIP THE FUCKING COLONS RIGHT OUT OF THOSE PENULTIMATE FAGGOTS!&lt;br /&gt;
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Mofo recited his promise to himself as &#039;&#039;The Bird&#039;&#039;, the [[Thunderhawk]] they were riding in, jerked and swerved. They were flying close to the ground to avoid detection. Mofo recalled how the enemy had made the very serious mistake of taunting Brother-Captain Raeg, several hours earlier.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Come and get us, striplings!&amp;quot; Their leader had said, his fat metal ass humming and whirring even through the pict feed. &amp;quot;You cannot penetrate our void shields from your precious battle barge, and your ground forces will not stop our ritual in time. The warp portal is nearly complete, and soon this whole planet shall be consumed by Chaos!&amp;quot; Then the faggot went on and on about how great he is and how he has such a FUCKING HARDON FOR HIMSELF!!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;IMMA FUCKING RIP THAT COCKSUCKER IN PIECES, THEN EAT THOSE PIECES AND SHIT THEM OUT!!!!&amp;quot; Raeg had shouted. So loud was his exclamation, the techfags in the engine rooms had heard him. &amp;quot;FIRE UP THE ENGINES, WE&#039;RE RAMMING THE FUCK OUT OF THAT SHIELD WITH THE WHOLE SHIP!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;FUCK THAT SHIT, I&#039;VE GOT A BETTER IDEA,&amp;quot; Mofo politely interjected. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Captain respectfully disagree. &amp;quot;FUCK YOU, THAT FAGGOT IS GONNA REGRET THE DAY HE FIRST BELIEVED IN THOSE SHITEATING CHAOS GODS ALMOST AS MUCH AS HE IS GONNA REGRET THE DAY HE FUCKING CALLED ME!!!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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It had been difficult to convince Raeg of his plan, but the chapter had already heavily damaged two battle barges in recent years during the Tertius Gamma campaign. The techno-cockgobblers on Mars said they were not gonna make any more for his chapter if they kept on wrecking them every time the enemy used a void shield. Mofo responded diplomatically, &amp;quot;WITH RESPECT CAPTAIN, FUCK YOU AND THE OBSCURA THAT BURST FROM THE CONDOMS YOU SWALLOWED!! IMMA GO DOWN THERE, WRECK THAT FAGGOT&#039;S SHIT, THEN OPEN THE SHIELDS SO YOU CAN LAUNCH THE DROP-PODS AND QUIT YOUR BITCHING!!!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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Much back and forth arguing had occurred, but Mofo&#039;s plan was agreed upon. Soon the Reclusiarch was thundering down through the atmosphere with a techmarine and cockknocker squad in tow. &amp;quot;REMEMBER THE PLAN, ASSFAGGOT?&amp;quot; Mofo inquired. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;FUCK YEAH I REMEMBER, YOU GO HAVE FUN, AND WE DO ALL THE FUCKING WORK!!!&amp;quot; Techmarine Techfucker replied. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;YOU&#039;RE DAMN RIGHT I&#039;M GONNA HAVE FUN!!!&amp;quot; said Mofo.&lt;br /&gt;
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The thunderhawk closed in on the void shielded city. The Chaos Space Marines and logic engines detecting their low flying craft entirely too late. The pilot servitor aimed just above the wall surrounding the fortress as it had computed were its instructions from the screaming and shouting the Reclusiarch had done before takeoff. The top of the walls had a thin slot where the void shields did not extend, but this space was not big enough to permit passage of an aircraft the size of a thunderhawk. Facts like this did not deter Angry Marines. The thunderhawk smashed against the lowest extension of the void shield, the uppermost sections of the craft being sheared off from the collision. The flaming remains of the craft shot over the parade grounds, and into the crenelated walls of the fortress proper. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;GET TO FUCKING WORK!!! THERE IS MUCH ASS TO BE BEATEN FOR THE EMPRAH THIS DAY!!!!&amp;quot; roared Mofo as he and his fellow Angry Marines removed themselves from the wreck. The Techmarine and cockknocker squad moved off to disengage or sabotage the void shields, whichever came first. Mofo had a different target.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thragarkis, the twice living, great servant of the Chaos, Warlord Triumphant of his warband of the Black Legion, gloated to himself in his throne room. &amp;quot;Oh this will be a mighty victory against the weak Imperium&amp;quot; he chortled. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yes master,&amp;quot; said Aruel, his mortal savant. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I have heard a report of intruders in this fastness, go and watch over the ritual. Insure that no mistakes are made. I would be very angry should a mistake be made over worries about a single crashed thunderhawk.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;As you desire master, your great work shall be completed, the gods shall be honored!&amp;quot; Aruel hurried from the throne room to carry out his master&#039;s orders. &lt;br /&gt;
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Thragarkis looked through the fortress layouts in his tactical display, and compared them to the reports he was hearing over the vox channels his fellow Black Legionaries used. There was much fighting going on in the lower levels, and out upon the walls. Perhaps the rumors were true about this...&#039;Angry Chapter&#039;. No matter, there were no reports of violence in the passages leading to his sanctum or the ritual chamber beyond. He couldn&#039;t afford to let the psykers worry, they needed all their concentration for this. He would not allow his greatest work to be undone now, not when it was so close to completion. &lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly, he heard a blast from the side of his chamber. He turned to see a black armored Space Marine approach him through a ragged hole in the wall, a chaplain, and yes, there was his Crozius alight and ready as well. Bizarre that the Crozius, normally a vaunted and holy relic to his loyalist &#039;brothers&#039;, be shaped to form so crude an insult rather than some divine symbol of his chapter. This was a different chapter indeed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;YOU, MECHANICAL DICKSUCKER, IMMA FUCKING BREAK YOUR METAL ASS!!&amp;quot; the figure roared. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Unlikely, little Chaplain. Soon, daemons will pour out from this fortress, you cannot stop them without getting through me, and I am Thragarkis! The twice living, ender of worl-.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;OH SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!!!&amp;quot; The figure charged! Most approached his unholy sarcophagus with some trepidation, but not this one! &lt;br /&gt;
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Mofo let loose a horrid string of obscenities as he charged toward the pretentious faggot. Thragarkis fired off several rounds from its twin linked autocannons, but Mofo was so angry he nimbly dodged them, hellbent on getting at the metal bitch and letting him know just how much the Emprah hated him. Mofo dodged inside the dreadnought&#039;s guard, and planted his Crozius, Fag-Basher, into the front armor of the fucking thing. Thragarkis balled up his powerfist, and smashed Mofo solidly. Mofo was thrown back by the blow, but no sooner had he touched the ground than he was charging again. As the dreadnought launched another punch, Mofo leapt over the powerfist and threw himself on the front of the sarcophagus so he looked eye-to-eye with the vision port. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;JUDGEMENT, MOTHERFUCKER, IT&#039;S COMING!!!&amp;quot; Mofo swore. With all his gene-enhanced strength, Mofo punched the vision block of Thragarkis&#039;s sarcophagus. Punch after punch, blow after blow he rained upon the dreadnought&#039;s vision port. All the while the dreadnought fired off autocannon rounds at random, his powerfist desperately trying to grab the chaplain and remove him from his chassis. &amp;quot;YOU&amp;quot; *punch* &amp;quot;PIECE&amp;quot; *punch* &amp;quot;OF&amp;quot; *punch* &amp;quot;SHIT&amp;quot; *punch* &amp;quot;GET&amp;quot; *punch* &amp;quot;OUT&amp;quot; *punch* &amp;quot;HERE!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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At last, the vision block shattered, and Mofo&#039;s fist drove forward into the amniotic tomb of Thragarkis. Foul liquids gushed out around Mofo&#039;s arm as he fished around inside the tank. At last he found Thragarkis&#039; mortal form squirming around at the bottom. He grasped the fucker by the neck, and pulled his head out of the hole he made in the sarcophagus. It was a disgusting thing, like a wet white turd with the gratuitous number of 8 pointed fag marks carved and tattooed here and there. Thragarkis looked through hazy eyes at his killer, and trembled. How could the dark gods forsake their loyal servant like this?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I GOT A MESSAGE FROM THE EMPRAH!!!&amp;quot; said Mofo. He then reared back his free arm, as if to throw another punch. Like lightning his arm shot forward into an accusing finger pointed right in Thragarkis&#039; face, &amp;quot;FUCK YOU!!!&amp;quot; Then, grasping the fucker&#039;s neck with both hands, Mofo headbutted him repeatedly, his hardened helm smashing into Thragarkis&#039; skull, caving in his head. When the turd&#039;s face looked like a cereal bowl, Mofo stopped. The last neural stutters of the heretic&#039;s dying brain caused the dreadnought to stutter, and fall onto its back. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mofo neatly flipped forward, grabbing Fag-Basher on the way, and landing upright next to the dead faggot. Just as he landed, the set of doors leading into the adjoining ritual chamber opened. &amp;quot;My Lord, the void shields are down! Drop pods rain upon us. Your legion brothers await your words...Ohhhh-.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;TELL THEM THEY&#039;RE ABOUT TO GET THEIR SHIT PUNCHED IN!&amp;quot; Mofo roared, as he sprinted towards the stunned savant. &lt;br /&gt;
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== The Fires of Forosia ==&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;Excerpted from &amp;quot;The Rolls of Redemption through Ultimate Sacrifice&amp;quot;, an Ordo Xenos inventory of Exterminatus actions carried out in the Segmentum Pacificus&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;Provided by Aerkon Pollock, last surviving adjutant to Planetary Governor Gorm Leass, 655.M42&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In the middle of year 654.M41, the Forosian system was invaded by a large fleet of Draethri Xenos. The ships overwhelmed the orbital defenses in rapid fashion, and dropships swarmed over the hive cities and manufactorums in a fast and brutal raid. Fortunately for Forosia, astropathic messages pleading for aid were answered. However, the nearest response force consisted of two battle barges belonging to the &amp;quot;Angry Marine&amp;quot; Astartes Chapter. &lt;br /&gt;
The Astartes response to the alien incursion was so much swifter and so much more brutal than the initial Draethri invasion, that the Imperial forces who had been fighting a desperate defense against the Xenos suffered numerous casualties due to entire regiments standing dumbstruck and horrified by the violence they were witnessing. Such cases resulted in troopers forgetting to defend themselves or pay attention to the enemies left in front of them for fear of missing a second of the action. Such behavior seems believable given the reports of Angry Marine Terminator squads ripping off sections of their sacred armor and beating numerous aliens to death with them, and other reports of the Angry Marines force feeding Draethri captives their own bleeding innards. &lt;br /&gt;
It was later discovered that the Draetheri fleet was an amalgamation of ships from several worlds their race had inhabited in the southern reaches of Segmentum Pacificus. These worlds were in the path of a far flung tendril of Hive Fleet Leviathan, and were soon to be invaded and consumed. So badly were the Draetheri routed from Forosia, however, that they fled back to their home worlds to face the Tyranid hive fleet. Their leaders considered extinction by the Tyranids preferable to facing the Angry Marines again. &lt;br /&gt;
The Angry Marines are not known for their restraint, which leads to the subject of this record. One month after the last living Xenos died on Forosia, the planet was destroyed in Exterminatus. The Angry Marines described an insidious foe that could not be destroyed by any conventional means, and had apparently waited to ambush them just as the Draetheri force was destroyed. The following transcript has been provided by Aerkon Pollock, the last surviving adjutant to the Planetary Governor, Gorm Leass. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Brother Captain, the Forosian Planetary Council and I have a request to make of you and your Battle Brothers,&amp;quot; said Governor Leass. &amp;quot;WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT NOW, COCK STINK!,&amp;quot; replied Brother-Captain Shit-Ripper, leader of the Angry Marine task force. &amp;quot;The Xenos are routed, and I speak for the entire planet when I express the deepest of gratitude for your help in preserving our fair planet,&amp;quot; Leass started. &amp;quot;But now we have a severe threat to our planet left behind by the Draetheri. Our Hives and Manufactorums have severely damaged municipal systems. Fires rage through two of our manufactorums completely unchecked. We have no capacity to put them out. Entire stocks of weapons and food rations made ready for nearby warzones and military campaigns are being destroyed in stockyards because of these infernos. We humbly ask if you could provide some assistance in neutralizing this threat?&amp;quot; Brother-Sergeant Fuckus-Them-Uppus replied for his Captain, &amp;quot;FUCK NO, I&#039;M NOT YOUR BITCH SERVITOR, YOU FUCKING PRICK.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH, UPPUS,&amp;quot; said Captain Shit-Ripper. &amp;quot;FAGGOTS,&amp;quot; he said, turning to his assembled companies, &amp;quot;WE BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ORKS, RIGHT!?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;FUCK YEAH WE DO!&amp;quot;, shouted a marine. &amp;quot;KICK THEIR COCKS IN!&amp;quot;, another chimed. Shit-Ripper continued &amp;quot;AND WE TEAR THOSE ELDAR CUNTS INTO CHUNKS, RIGHT?!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;I HATE THOSE FAIRY PANTSHITTERS&amp;quot;, a Belligerent Engine groaned. &amp;quot;WELL, THOSE FUCKERS BREAK SHIT WHICH BELONGS TO THE EMPRAH!!!&amp;quot;, announced the Captain,&amp;quot;AND THIS FIRE IS BREAKING HIS SHIT TOO! LETS RIP THIS FIRE A NEW ASSHOLE!!! ALWAYS ANGRY!!!!!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;ALL THE TIME!!&amp;quot;, answered the assembled Marines. &amp;quot;Thank you so much Captain, we will convene immediately with the Mechanicum and-&amp;quot; &amp;quot;FUCK THOSE WIND-UP ASSHOLES, WE KNOW HOW TO KILL FIRE!!! WITH FIRE!!!&amp;quot;, roared Captain Shit-Ripper.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Angry Marines attacked the fires as they would any other of the Imperium&#039;s foes-- with Power Wrench and Chainsword, Heavy Bolter and Melta Gun. That very day, the Fires sweeping through the Manufactorums grew by an order of magnitude. The next week saw the fires spreading into the hive cities. &lt;br /&gt;
Millions died trying to escape the blaze. Matters were not helped when the Angry Marines, growing alarmed at the Fire&#039;s refusal to die in the Emperor&#039;s name, resorted to tactics most extreme to kill it. The Angry Marines loaded explosives onto cargo ships, which had been previously delegated to evacuate refugees off-planet, and flown into the blazing spires. Even orbital bombardments did not cause the flames to abate. Ultimately, the Angry Marines resorted to Exterminatus-- to prevent this grave threat to the Imperium from spreading to other worlds.&lt;br /&gt;
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== A Day In the Life of an Angry Marine. ==&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;Excerpted from Angry Marines Codex and further compiled from field-reports by P.Al. Nitschittery, Imperial Inquisitor, Junior Class&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*4:00 - Morning INSULTS - Led by the Company Chaplain, the Space Marines BETTER GET THEIR PUSSY ASSES IN ORDER BEFORE I STICK A POWER FOOT SO FAR UP SAID ANUS THEY WISH THEY WERE A SQUAT YOU CUNT!.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
*5:00 - Morning Firing Rites - The Space Marines engage in target practice with their personal and squad weaponry, awards and punishments are dispensed FOR BULLSHIT OR A LACK THEREOF AND IF ANY FUCKING SHIT FUCKER THINKS OTHERWISE TOMORROWS PRACTICE WILL BE A ROUSING GAME OF LICK THE CATACHAN BARKING TOAD YOU FUCKING WANK STAINS.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*6:00 - Early Morning Meal - A light meal is prepared by the Chapter serfs. OH YES WE FUCKING EAT EGG AND SAUSAGE BREAKFAST SANDWICHES BY THE FUCKING TRUCKLOAD! WE ALSO DRINK FUCKTONS OF SUNNY D BECAUSE THAT SHIT IS FUCKING SWEET! WE ALSO SEND THE PRETTY FAGGOTS AND ULTRASMURFS A THOUSAND DONUTS WHILE WE WATCH SOME HIGH FUCKING QUALITY CARTOONS.&lt;br /&gt;
*7:00 - Battle Practice - BEAT THE LIVING HELL OUT OF SHIT WITH YOUR POWER BAT, OR, BARRING THAT, JUST BEAT THE LIVING HELL OUT OF SHIT WITH WHATEVER&#039;S AVAILABLE. AND IF YOU&#039;RE TOO PANTS ON HEAD RETARDED TO FIND SOMETHING TO HIT THEN YOU BETTER FUCKING START BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF THE GROUND BECAUSE LAST TIME I CHECKED THIS PLANET HASN&#039;T CONFESSED ITS SINS AGAINST THE EMPRAH. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*12:00 - Midday Prayer - ANY ONE NOT TOO STUPID TO HIT THEMSELVES PRACTICES SCREAMING AT SHIT. EVERYONE ELSE CAN GO SUCK THE APOTHECARY&#039;S DICK BECAUSE YOU DON&#039;T NEED ANY MEDICINE FOR THAT TINY LITTLE BOLTER WOUND YOU FUCKTARD. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*13:00 - Midday Meal - Normally local wildlife killed during the morning activities. AND BELIEVE ME WE KILL A LOT OF FUCKING BUNNY RABBITS AND PEPPERS AND SHIT AND EAT ALL OF IT AND LEAVE NONE FOR YOU. BOO-HOO, BITCH. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*13:15 - Tactical Indoctrination - THIS USUALLY DOESN&#039;T TAKE THIS LONG. I&#039;LL JUST PUT UP A BIG PICTURE OF THE NEXT THING WE&#039;RE GONNA SHOOT AND SAY &amp;quot;SHOOT THIS YOU FUCKERS&amp;quot; SERIOUSLY, WHO THE FUCK NEEDS AN HOUR AND FORTY FIVE MINUTES TO DO THAT. PUSSIES, THAT&#039;S WHO. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*15:00 - Battle Practice - SEE ABOVE IF YOU&#039;RE NOT WEARING A NECKBRACE YOU INCOMPETENT LITTLE NIPPLE LICKER. WE HIT MORE SHIT WITH LARGER OBJECTS. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*20:00 - Evening Prayer - I THINK YOU GET THE IDEA. I&#039;M NOT GOING OVER THIS AGAIN. FUCK YOU. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*21:00 - Evening Meal - A feast (by normal human standards) is provided by the Chapter serfs, and some Chapter Masters may allow alcohol to be consumed. FUCK YEAH IT IS. WE&#039;LL ORDER LIKE A THOUSAND PIZZA&#039;S TO THE PRETTY MARINES HOME WORLD AND THEN WE&#039;LL STICK IN THE DVD&#039;S OF &#039;&#039;BLOSSOM&#039;&#039; OR &#039;&#039;7TH HEAVEN&#039;&#039; OR...REALLY HARDCORE PORN. FUCK YOU, LITTLE FAGGOT SHOW WATCHING SHOW WATCHERS. GO WRITE IN YOUR LIVE JOURNAL. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*21:30 - Night Firing Exercises - WE SPEND MORE TIME. HITTING MORE THINGS. WITH LARGER OBJECTS. IN THE DARK, FUKKEN DUH. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*23:15 - Maintenance Rituals - FIX YOUR SHIT OR I&#039;LL GRAB A TECH-PRIEST AND MAKE HIM FIX YOUR SHIT. ONE OF THOSE CLAUSES IS LITERAL. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*23:45 - Free Time - Space Marines are permitted this time to reflect upon their duty to The Emperor, however many Chapter Masters regard free time as a frivolous waste, and a dangerous distraction in the extreme. EXCEPT WATCHING &#039;&#039;BLOSSOM&#039;&#039;. FUCK YOU. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*00:00 - Rest Period - BUT YOU BETTER NOT SPEND FOUR WHOLE HOURS SLEEPING. IF YOU DO YOU ARE NOT ANGRY ENOUGH AND TOMORROW YOU GET THE FIRST CHANCE TO PLAY &#039;&#039;PIN THE TAU ON THE CARNIFEX&#039;&#039;. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Rise of Librarian Moarfistin, the Extremely Cross ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;Transcribed from the files of&#039;&#039; Vyler, Deviant Ecclesiastic of Holy Terra.&lt;br /&gt;
* &#039;&#039;Profile&#039;&#039; #d4fppg6&#039;&#039;: Librarian Moarfistin, the Extremely Cross&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Some say that before being brought into the chapter for initiation Moarfistin was a proctologist&#039;s assistant on a far flung Imperial colony. It was on that colony that an experimental plague released by Nurgle cultists caused a widespread pandemic of deadly dysentery. &lt;br /&gt;
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The colony did not have a large population, and the colony&#039;s doctors, including his master, were the first targeted by the horrific disease. Being the only trained professional for his line of work, all the cases fell upon him. He slaved for months, mired in faeces and the corpses of his loved ones. A hellish life of failure and perpetual disgust eventually took its toll and he became increasingly violent and angry. One morning, he awoke to find that the last living colonists had shat themselves to death all over his equipment, and that the faeces had transformed into capering Nurglings. At this point his psychic powers manifested, and, records say, he &amp;quot;completely lost his shit&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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The cultists were absolutely gleeful that their plague had done its work and killed the entire population; little did they know that one man, reinforced by a healthy diet high in fibre and latent psychic powers, had survived. A furious Moarfistin (as he would become known, original records on his true identity have been lost) came screaming over the horizon surrounded in a nimbus of psychic energy and as angry as at least 25 motherfuckers. Caught off guard, and then caught with medical instruments up their colons, the cultists knew true despair. This unstoppable path of destruction continued among the heretics as the newly born Moarfistin continued to force larger and larger objects up each individual anus.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:Librarian_moarfistin_the_extremely_cross_by_vyler-d4fppg6(single_pose).jpg|thumb|right|&#039;&#039;To see the sculpture of Librarian Moarfistin from which this entry is based, [[Angry_Marines#Gallery|see the gallery]]&#039;&#039;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;For the deviantart page where Librarian Moarfistin was sculpted, click here [http://j.mp/uC7r7m].&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;]]&lt;br /&gt;
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Far away, an Angry Marine battle barge travelling the warp was buffeted by the waves of pure, seething, righteous rage. Impressed with this display of anger, and utterly furious that &amp;quot;pizza day&amp;quot; lunch had been interrupted, they diverted course to the world. There they found Moarfistin standing atop of pile of embarrassingly mutilated corpses; not a single daemon or cultist had survived. The scrawny, glowing figure was recorded as shouting: &amp;quot;THAT OUGHT TO SHUT YOUR FUCKING SHIT BOXES, YOU DRIBBLING CUNTS!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Although Space Marines usually recruit from feral worlds with hardy, muscular warriors, an exception was made for this otherwise scrawny butt doctor turned mad berserker. He was recruited immediately into the Librarium, where he would rise to a high rank.&lt;br /&gt;
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Armed with the terrifying &amp;quot;Fisting Stick&amp;quot; and traveling in his mighty battle-barge, &amp;quot;Considerable Shouting&amp;quot;, the Angry Marines [[Librarian]], Moarfistin is currently leading the Somethingth Company of Angry Marines on a Crusade to &amp;quot;COMPLETELY FUCK UP THOSE VAGINA HEAD TAU&amp;quot;. He decided to do this after accidentally viewing Gundam fanart of a particularly disturbing nature. Unfortunately (for all the enemies of the Imperium between point A and point B) he started the crusade while on the complete opposite end of the galaxy from the Tau Empire.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When an allied inquisitor questioned the sanity of plotting a course directly through the Eye of Terror, Moarfistin replied &amp;quot;IT WILL BE THE BLEEDING ASSHOLE OF TERROR WHEN I&#039;M DONE WITH IT!!&amp;quot;. To prove his point he then impaled a carnifex with its own head and gave the inquisitor a full body Apache burn as well as wedgie, all within the span of eleven seconds.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The &amp;quot;Somethingth Company&amp;quot; of Angry Marines is named as it is because the normally chaotic organization of the Chapter is compounded by fact that Moarfistin recruited for the Crusade by simply yelling &amp;quot;YOU STUPID SHITS DON&#039;T LOOK BUSY!! GET ON BOARD, WE&#039;RE KILLING SOME FUCKING XENOS!!&amp;quot;. Thus began what is anticipated to be a very long, bloody campaign.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Menacing as Librarian Moarfistin&#039;s appearance is, some would wonder why he lacks a psychic hood. To which he responds &amp;quot;I DON&#039;T NEED A GOOFY LOOKING MAGIC HAT TO PROTECT ME FROM HERETICAL BULLSHIT!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thought for the Day: &#039;&#039;Any problem can be solved with the proper application of power boots to the groin.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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===continuation of Moarfistin&#039;s story===&lt;br /&gt;
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Moarfistin is the Chief Mindfucker of the Angry Marines, the equivalent of a Chief Librarian of an Astartes chapter. Due to a tragic incident involving a Nurgle cult unleashing a plague at his home colony, Moarfistin was driven to insanity, but this was also when he discovered his latent abilities as a psyker and was picked up and immediately recruited by the Angry Marines. Having risen very quickly up through the chapters ranks and now possessing his own battle barge (Considerable Shouting) Moarfistin decided to start his very own crusade against the Tau (FUCKING CHEESE LOVING CUNT HEADS!!!) and founded his very own company, the Somethingth Company, which was made up of all the Angry Marines nearby who didn’t have anything better to do and felt like a road trip to fuck up some xenos was an excellent idea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately (or fortunately, it is all, after all, a matter of one’s perspective) for Moarfistin his route across the galaxy (an initially quiet and pleasant one as it only went straight through the EYE OF TERROR) has been made even more difficult due to the formation of the Cicatrix Maledictum, the galaxy wide shit hole which now bisects, intertwines and flat out covers Moarfistin’s route. This has him furious on multiple levels as firstly “FUCKING CHOAS SHIT EATING CUNTS!!!”, secondly “THE FUCKING NURGLINGS ARE GETTING IN THE WAY OF ME FISTING SOME VAGINA FISH!!! And thirdly “NOW I HAVE TO START ANOTHER FUCKING CRUSADE!!! I DON’T HAVE FUCKING TIME FOR THIS!!!” As it stands, Moarfistin and his crusade are sitting right in the middle of the galactic tear in the maelstrom, and has the choice of setting up camp and simply cruising up and down the Maledictum fighting anything and everything he finds, or to ignore the galaxy wide toilet and keep on ploughing through to tau territory.&lt;br /&gt;
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Being the smart and proactive psychic nut case that he is, Moarfistin has decided to do both, and currently has his crusade raiding and pillaging all nearby daemon worlds, cultist hideouts and chaos space marine vessels to build a brand new battle barge named the “Suicidal Insanity”, and has split his crusade down the middle (rather literally as there were an odd number of marines, said marine now has two bionic legs and an arm and his removed limbs were grafted onto a servitor), with the Suicidal Insanity staying behind to perform a crusade up and down the Maledictum, while Considerable Shouting continues onto the Tau worlds.&lt;br /&gt;
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This still leaves the issue of who is to command the Suicidal Insanity while Moarfistin goes vagina hunting, a problem with Moarfistin had another elegant solution to, and that is to make a copy of himself to command his new crusade, using his warp presence to power it, an idea he immediately dropped (AND WAS MOST CERTAINLY NOT THE MAIN PLOT POINT IN THE ORIGINAL DRAFT OF THIS STORY!!! NO HERESEY TO BE SEEN HERE!!!) as being too crazy even for him. That left his second (AND TOTALLY NON-HERETICAL!!!) last idea which would be to promote a likeminded Angry Marine to the rank of company captain, and too this end he gathered all the Angry Marines together under his command into the mess hall of the Considerable Shouting. “ALRIGHT YOU SACKS OF FUCKING GROZ MANURE!!!” He bellowed at the collected marines “LAST ONE STANDING GETS TO BE IN CHARGE OF THE NEW SHIP!!!” He had barely finished saying “in charge” before (in true Angry marine style) the Angry Marines started fighting, with broken bottles, power bats, honey badgers, power feet and even other Angry Marines being used as bludgeoning tools.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having seen this display plenty of times before, Moarfistin joined in for a few minutes to knock out a few marines that he just didn’t like them retired to his quarters, knowing that the entire company of marines would be fighting for quite a while, and even a good fight gets boring when it’s been going for several days. 2 days, 9 hours, 23 minutes, 6 seconds and three massive shits later, Moarfistin returned to the mess hall to see who was left standing, passing down the corridors filled with bruised, battered and swearing marines being patched up with duct tape, to find only two marines left still punching each other in their now shattered helmets. “WILL YOU FUCKING HURRY UP YOU CUNTS!!!” He shouted at the two remaining marines “I’VE GPT SOME WEEABOOS TO GO AND FIST BEFORE SLASNESHMAS COMES AROUND AGAIN!!!” The arrival of Moarfistin had roused the marines capable of being roused, who formed a circle around the fighters to add their insults to the fight “FUCKING KICK HIS NUTS!!!” “IVE SEEN ELDAR PANSIES PUNCH BETTER!!!” “CAN YOU FUCKING HURRY UP, SO WE CAN FUCKING EAT!!!” The added insults had the desired effect, as both fighters pulled back their right legs and simultaneously delivered savage kicks to the others privates, instantly knock both of them over into moaning heaps on the floor. “FUCK THIS SHIT!!!” Exclaimed Moarfistin “I CAN’T BE FUCKED WAITING ARPUND FOR YOU TO FIGHT AGAIN!!! YOUR NOW BOTH THE CAPTAINS OF THE NEW COMPANY NOW I’M OFF TO KICK SOME TAU IN THE CUNTS!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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And just like that, Moarfistin continued his journey (he is now fighting his way through the outskirts of tau space) leaving the two new company captains (now named Tweedle Dick and Tweedle Cunt) on the Suicidal Insanity in charge of the (aptly named) “WHY DO WE HAVE TO FOLLOW THOSE CUNTS?!!!” Company. While Moarfistin’s crusade can be kept track of via the trail of destroyed (and fisted) tau worlds, nothing is currently known of the Suicidal Insanity and it’s two captains, but it is assumed that continued their crusade instead of punching each other for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Fuckew McHugerage ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;Audio file #002521220, recovered from &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Gamorax Colony&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; Gamorax debris field&lt;br /&gt;
* &#039;&#039;Final notes of&#039;&#039; Inquisitor Phorik&lt;br /&gt;
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Great hero of the Angry Marines, Captain Fuckew &amp;quot;Nid-fucker&amp;quot; McHugerage, is Ranking Captain of the Second Company and imbued with the honorific title &amp;quot;SUPREME LARGE FURIOUS FUCKER OF THE TYRANIDS&amp;quot;, of which the Angry Marines only have one at a given time.&lt;br /&gt;
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This honorific is earned by a supreme act of absolutely unfettered rage that even the Angry Marines find impressive. Indeed, Fuckew Mchugerage is one of the most accomplished psychopaths of the Angry Marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fuckew was known in particular for his incredible anger whenever faced by any foe who had more than one leg. While his one weakness is that he is rather sedate when faced with one-legged foes (he only screams at a moderate volume and force-feeds his defeated foes only one or two of their own limbs), his rage is multiplied as the amount of legs on a foes increases to a level rivaling that of Temperus himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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This came to a boil in his first engagement with the Tyranids. As he and his second company, with him at the lead, fought the Tyranid hordes, he screamed with such rage that the Hive Mind itself recoiled and its control over the swarms was impaired. It was recorded that the day of the battle, a 9000-man Imperial Guard regiment in the nearby vicinity simply exploded as the wave of PURE ANGER hit them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Coming face to face with an eight-limbed Hive Tyrant, Fucke-&lt;br /&gt;
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Thought for the Day: &#039;&#039;From the sheer force of anger and rage overwhelming shall be borne fire to cleanse heresy.&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== An Inelegant Snub ==&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;Excerpted from the diaries of Lieutenant Pretentiousness, beautiful servant of The Emperor and amazingly good looking soldier of the Pretty Marines&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The beautiful sun rose high above the glorious desert planet and I looked in wonder at the beauty The Emperor had graced us with. I turned to Brother Starr, his microphone held high as he prepared to give a beautifully arousing speech to all the brothers gathered there. I turned quickly to brush a speck of dust off that had landed on my armor, and breathed a sigh of relief that no one had seen that. As Brother Starr gave his address I looked into the sky and beheld a yellow Thunderhawk streaming toward the planet. It landed a few meters away kicking dust in all directions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Brothers, evasive action!&amp;quot; Each member of the chapter pulled out his industrial strength hair dryer, the flashes of purple lighting up the terrain below as the brothers tried in vain to keep the dust from dirtying their armor. It was of no avail, I heard wails of despair... there would be much washing tonight. I looked out over the landscape to see several yellow glints rushing toward the lines of our chapter. I looked closer and saw the figures of five yellow-clad Space Marines rushing toward us. Three of them held what looked like glorified wrenches, and the fourth carried a most unsightly banner. The fifth marine was hidden behind a mass of cardboard he carried with him. I heard their scream as they drew closer, drowning out all other sound, a horribly insensitive scream that rose above all other noise.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;SUCK ON THIS, YOU PANSIFIED FAGGOTS!!&amp;quot; The one carrying the cardboard dropped all of it and the five stood for a second.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;ALWAYS ANGRY!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The five turned and ran back the way they had come, and as their ship lifted off I saw several middle fingers on the side of the ship, still wet with new paint, and bearing the name, &amp;quot;The Bird&amp;quot;. I turned away in disgust, gracefully raising my chin.&lt;br /&gt;
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I stepped down toward the mass of cardboard, helping brothers remove dust from their hair on the way. &lt;br /&gt;
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I approached the mass of cardboard that had marred our beautiful desert landscape. Lying next to it was a small piece of paper. I knelt down and gingerly picked up the paper and turned it over. &lt;br /&gt;
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Printed on the paper was a receipt for 1001 pizzas with anchovies and pineapple, upon which was scrawled a crude imitation of my own signature. On the bottom one word was written in red ink, barely legible:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Green-Hands Heresy ==&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;From the historical records of&#039;&#039; Inquisitor Seros&#039;&#039;, investigator of Adeptus Astartes&#039;&#039; &amp;quot;Incidents&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*Section #7193: &#039;&#039;The Green-Hands Heresy &amp;quot;Incident&amp;quot; of Kickass Prime&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was sent to the planet of “Kickass Prime”, a planet claimed by a chapter of Battle Brothers known as the “Angry Marines”. This particular sector of the Marines had referred to themselves as the “Brawndo” sector of the Chapter due to their love of a energy drink from the Dark Age of Technology. This love of a drink, Emperor knows how they obtained some of the original in the first place, had caused them to complain to various sources until the item in question was mass produced. The drink spread across the Chapter like a Tyranid swarm and the sector was allowed to keep the name due to the drink being “&#039;&#039;ULTRA FUCKING SWEET!&#039;&#039;”&lt;br /&gt;
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The problem I was sent to solve, however, did not involve the drink. Rather, there were claims of Heresy amongst the ranks of the Angry Marines. It seems sometime during a cleansing of Ork, the Angry Marines took upon the “choppas” of the fallen Ork horde. While this itself is slightly Heretical, for they have slightly shunned the holy weapons of the Emperor, another blasphemy had occurred within the sector. One of the sergeants of the sector took great pride in felling a particularly large Ork and wanted its “Big Choppa” as a trophy. Unfortunately, the death-grip of the beast was too strong, even for a mighty Space Marine, and so the weapon remained in the clutch of the Ork. Not to be denied his prize, the sergeant proceeded to cut the hands off the Ork at the wrists. Afterward, when the beast was be-handed, as the case would be, the sergeant again tried to remove the hands to no-avail. This infuriated the already wrathful sergeant further. The sergeant subsequently summoned an apothecary to chop off his hands, and replace them with the Ork’s. This was Heresy beyond simply taking a fallen weapon; this was denying the hands given to him by the holy Gene-seed!&lt;br /&gt;
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When I arrived on the planet, one of my main questions was: &#039;Why was this not reported by the sector and instead reported by another Chapter?&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was given the same reply from everyone I asked: “&#039;&#039;BECAUSE IT WAS REALLY FUCKING AWESOME, ASSHOLE!&#039;&#039;” Apparently in the time after the sergeant had committed this deed, others followed his example, taking not only the weapons of the Orks, but also other body parts. I’m more than certain there was a marine with an Ork head replacing a pauldron. This I could not stand, I demanded to see the sergeant responsible for the mess. They lead me to the sergeant now known as “Greenhands”. The name was suitable, for there he was, the giant Ork hands looking ridiculous attached to his comparatively normal marine arms. He had the Choppa hung over his back when he accosted me, asking “&#039;&#039;WHAT IN THE SERIOUS FUCK ARE ONE OF YOU INQUISITORS DOING HERE?!! SHOULDN’T YOU BE OUT LOOKING FOR CHAOS OR SOME SHIT?!&#039;&#039;” I replied to him that I was indeed here due to claims of Heresy. In retrospect, I should not have said that. From the moment I uttered &amp;quot;Heresy&amp;quot;, the whole of the camp within earshot began frantically running around cursing wildly, looking for any sign of Heresy they could find so they could stomp it out. This did please me, somewhat. It could very well have been that these Brothers were not Heretical, merely... simple-minded.&lt;br /&gt;
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After about half an hour and a few small mammals squashed and shot repeatedly at point-blank range with bolters, Sgt. Greenhands returned to me and assured me that any possible Heresy had been wiped out. I told him that the Heresy was due to his weapon and new appendages. He berated me and asked if anyone told me how “&#039;&#039;REALLY FUCKING AWESOME&#039;&#039;” it was. I assured him that his fellow Battle Brothers did indeed tell me this was the case, but carrying an enemy’s weapon instead of a holy weapon given to him by fellow servants of the Emperor and replacing his hands with an enemy’s was indeed Heresy. The sergeant thought on this for a minute before calling for one of the sector’s Chaplains. After explaining to him that I was here because of his new weapon and because I “&#039;&#039;WOULDN’T KNOW AWESOME IF IT BIT HIM&#039;&#039;[me]&#039;&#039;ON THE ASS&#039;&#039;” he asked if the Chaplain could do anything to “&#039;&#039;SHUT THIS PUSSY UP!&#039;&#039;” The Chaplain looked at me and commenced a verbal tirade that very possibly rivaled that of the sergeant&#039;s. At any rate, he then reached into his pouch for a Purity Seal. He took one out, wrote some words on the paper attached (which I can only hope were Holy Sermons of the Emperor), and then proceeded to place the Purity Seal onto the weapon. The Chaplain then stood before me and without looking back, pointed at the Choppa and said “&#039;&#039;SANCTIFIED, BITCH!&#039;&#039;”&lt;br /&gt;
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I then proceeded to take my leave of the Angry Marines, assuring them they would be cleared of all Heresy charges as long as they continued to cleanse the Ork weapons of taint but this would not be excused if such matters were extended to Chaos Weapons. The Chaplain agreed saying, “&#039;&#039;WE KNOW NOT TO TAKE ANYTHING FROM THOSE CHAOS FUCKS, ASSHOLE!&#039;&#039;” He then pulled my undergarments over my head and kicked me onto my transport.&lt;br /&gt;
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== The Shitkicking Skirmish ==&lt;br /&gt;
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The pissed off Angry Marines on board the Cruiser ”IFUCKDURMOM” were rushing to the nearest drop pods, wanting to be the first one knocking the shit out of the Chaosfags attacking the imperial world &#039;Pandaemonium Prime&#039;. The Chaos Marines of the Emperors Children had begun an orgy of murder, rape and recording furry porn to please their dark masters.&lt;br /&gt;
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”&#039;&#039;COCKSUCKING FUCKING ARSEBISCUITS&#039;&#039;” one of the Angry Marines bellowed as a squad of Angry Marines rushed to the surface in a drop pod. This traditional pre-mission term of imminent shitkicking was hailed by roars and profanities as the pissed off death dealers started punching and headbutting the interior of the drop pod. &lt;br /&gt;
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The arrival on the surface of the planet was as violent as to be expected. &lt;br /&gt;
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Brother-Chaplain Smackface saw the reinforcements and immediately proceeded to give orders to the newcomers. ”&#039;&#039;TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH YOU COCKGOBBLERS, WE HAVE ORDERS TO FUCK SHIT UP, KICK ASS AND MAKE SURE THE CHAOSFAGS TAKE THE FUCKING HINT THIS TIME!!!&#039;&#039;”. Even during a heated firefight Brother Chaplain Smackface was as usual more detailed in his description of the situation than most commanders in the Chapter. To which one marine remarked; ”&#039;&#039;OH JUST LET US AT THEM ALREADY YOU BITCHING ASSJOCKEY!!&#039;&#039;”. The Chaplain, cursing and infuriated, immediately picked up the marine and threw him in a perfect arch into the fray.&lt;br /&gt;
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The marine, nicknamed &#039;Shitkicker&#039;, found himself flying in a perfect arch into the fray and landing amidst a large group of cultists adorned in pink, chains, leather and fursuits. Before the cultists could even react to the surprising arrival of the yellow pissed off character, the Angry Marine let off a string of four-letter curses, infuriated with a burning rage by the pussypantsfaggotry. And within milliseconds he became a blur, tearing the cultists apart, limb by limb, still letting off violent tirades of obscenities at the chaos worshipers around him.&lt;br /&gt;
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After ripping off the heads of countless heretics, Chaplain Smackface arrived with the squad Shitkicker had arrived with. “&#039;&#039;SO YOU WORTHLESS CUNT MANAGED NOT TO WHINE, CRY AND DIE LIKE A BITCH? WELL IF YOU DON&#039;T STOP ARSING ABOUT AND FOLLOW ME I&#039;LL RAPE YOUR SKULL OPEN WITH A GIANT SPIKY DILDO, YOU DILDO!!!&#039;&#039;”. After given these new orders Shitkicker started to sprint with the other marines. Their objective soon became apparent after he heard the thumping sound of large chaos dreadnoughts. &lt;br /&gt;
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“&#039;&#039;THESE CHAOSFAGS DON&#039;T FUCKING GET THAT IF WE KILL YOU, YOU BETTER STAY DEAD AND BUTTFUCKED OR ELSE WE&#039;LL SKULLFUCK YOUR SORRY ASS SOME MORE!!&#039;&#039;” the chaplain calmly stated after seeing the dreadnoughts making their way towards the main body of the angry marine taskforce. Knowing that if the enemy would engage the other Angry Marines before they could get their hands on the chaosfags still pants-on-head retarded enough to be named the “&#039;&#039;EMPERORS&#039;&#039; children”, the other angry marines would rip them to pieces and not leaving any asskicking for Chaplain Smackface and his squad. &lt;br /&gt;
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While moving through the vast army of furryfuckers and pinktards, delivering some serious lecturing about what happens when you even think about heresy, the contingent of Angry Marines were closing in on the dreadnoughts. The chaplain quickly assessed the situation and exclaimed the mighty battlecry of the Angry Marines; &#039;&#039;FUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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== Recruitment By Fire ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* &#039;&#039;An excerpt from the Journal of Brother-Sergeant Josephus Corric, 6th Company of the Angry Marines, former Imperial Guard, Corporal of the 40th Infantry (Mechanized), Echo Company&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039; Regarding events during 995.M41 on Gudrun, Helican Segmentum Obscurus&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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	We were moving forward to assault this Enemy held outpost when we were stopped by a company of Traitor Marines. Us softies, well, we’re no match for all that power armor and lets be candid, the standard IG issue lasgun is about as effective against power armor as harsh language.&lt;br /&gt;
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	The Enemy was dug in to this hillside deep and good. They had thrown up earthworks and camouflaged the area pretty well. Nothing had showed up on our auspex or geothermal imaging. We walked right into the area without warning and the Enemy began shooting.&lt;br /&gt;
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	It was not pretty. Textbook ambush that could have come right from basic tactics class. The Enemy waited until half of the company had passed them and then opened fire. They had at least two quad-linked heavy bolters hidden in those hills. The incoming fire was so thick I thought I could see individual bolter rounds as they were fired.&lt;br /&gt;
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	The first ranks of men were mowed down so quickly they didn&#039;t even have time to scream. One moment they were there, the next there were just steaming body parts oozing blood.  &lt;br /&gt;
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	The ranks farther back... well, I don’t think I’ll ever forget those screams. The Enemy swung those quads over the line of men and watched them fall. Farther back, the rounds weren’t as effective; that is, they did not kill cleanly. The Enemy seemed to take a perverse joy in shooting the wounded. Listening to them scream, watching them bleed...&lt;br /&gt;
We paid a heavy price for relying on those Adeptus Mechanicus instruments rather than our eyes. That won&#039;t happen again, I can tell you.&lt;br /&gt;
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	As we sought cover, I noticed that no one was giving orders. I expected some Commissar or officer to start rallying the men and when that didn’t happen it dawned on me that I was the ranking man. Talk about a weird sensation, being in charge and all. Surreal. &lt;br /&gt;
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	I figured that since the Astartes get all the credit, they might as well do the heavy lifting. So I made the command decision to call them in. Our company was supported by the Angry Marines and I got their vox frequency off my dead lieutenant.   &lt;br /&gt;
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	“This is 40th ID, Echo company, transmit to Astartes detachment. We are south south-east 22 clicks from debarkation and have had our advance halted by fortified Enemy located at coordinates 37 23.516 ...”&lt;br /&gt;
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“WHADDAYA WANT??!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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	I was startled by the abrupt reply that overrode my vox transmission. “Uh, well, we encountered some Traitor Marines dug in...”&lt;br /&gt;
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“WHAT??? PANSY ASSES HIDING IN THE GROUND?!! WHERE??!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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“37 23.516 -122 02.625&amp;quot; I said, giving the location of the GPS coordinates.  &lt;br /&gt;
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There was an uncomfortable pause on the vox.&lt;br /&gt;
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“WHERE THE FUCK IS THAT???!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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	I reasoned they were experiencing mechanical difficulties with their instruments. So, I figured I&#039;d describe some landmarks. “Uh, well, we’re by this mountain and there is a stream near by...”&lt;br /&gt;
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“LIGHT A FUCKING FLARE, YOU ASSHOLE!!! MARK THE DZ AND GET OUT OF THE FUCKING WAY!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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	I got my troops to mark a zone a few hundred meters from our position and then we waited. I listened to the vox and gathered intel. Seems that there was some heavy atmospheric interference and that only sub orbital craft could be used.&lt;br /&gt;
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	I heard the sound of roaring engines at full thrust. Four Valkyries entered our airspace, their thrusters on full as they came in low. Was the rear hatch open?  I could see glints of red and yellow through the small gaps in the hatch. Were the occupants crouched and ready to ... jump? No, that had to be a mistake, no one inserts a ground assault at full throttle... &lt;br /&gt;
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“GET OUTTA THE WAY, CUNTSICLE!!!” I heard through the vox. The Valkyries did not slow as they approached. In fact, they seemed to speed up. When the Valkyries were directly over our position, the marines ... jumped. I’d never seen anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;
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In seconds there were sixteen yellow and red figures raining from the sky, each armed with ... bats and wrenches?  &lt;br /&gt;
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“WE GOT US SOME HEADS TO CRACK!” We got out of the way, alright. The marines came down on the Enemy position mere meters from the redoubt. The Enemy was surprised too, they didn’t even fire. The yellow and red wave crashed over the redoubt and the combat was joined, hand to hand. Or wrench to head, as it were.&lt;br /&gt;
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	I stood up to get a better look at the battle. No, this was carnage and I wanted to join. I wanted payback for the ambush. “For the Emperor!!! For the Fortieth!!! FORWARD!!!” I yelled. Echo company sprang from their cover and rushed the redoubt. We took the position and mopped up what the marines left us. Literally. There was not much left and what was left could fit in a bucket.  &lt;br /&gt;
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	In the midst of the slaughter, I noticed a change in the battle. We were no longer moving up the redoubt. Fact was, we were not moving at all. We were taking cover from plasma bolts that were being shot from further within the hillside. I moved along side a Marine that was cleaning bits of a helmet from the jaws of his power wrench. &lt;br /&gt;
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“Status, Sir?” I asked after saluting.&lt;br /&gt;
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	The marine looked up from his cleaning, “WE’RE GETTING SHOT AT, ASSHOLE!!! YOU NEED ME TO TELL YOU THAT?!!!”  &lt;br /&gt;
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	Indeed, we were. The forces of the Enemy had established another system of redoubts and had fortified them with plasma emplacements. Which were laying down an impressive suppressing fire. The Angry Marines were, well, angry, but not stupid. No one charges into plasma guns fired from a fortified redoubt. So there we all were, taking cover in that trench, waiting for... Well, I was not sure what we were waiting for. I was sure that no one was going to charge into that plasma. &lt;br /&gt;
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	The marines conferred with one another. I heard snippets of their conversation: “TOO FUCKING FAR...OUT OF RANGE...THOSE FUCKING FUCKS...CANT GET THE FUCKING ANGRINATOR IN HERE...WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LISTENING TO, ASSHOLE??!!!” The last comment was directed at me. “Sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“DAMN RIGHT, YOU ARE!!!” Just then the Marine with the power wrench stood at the redoubt’s edge and yelled, “FUCKING PANSIES!!! STOP SHOOTING!!! HONORLESS WIMPS!!!” He threw the piece of helmet he had freed from the wrench’s jaw. There was still something in that helmet...&lt;br /&gt;
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	Incredibly, the fire stopped. Even the Marines were surprised.  &lt;br /&gt;
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“Worshipers of the corpse-emperor! Surrender and welcome the embrace of Chaos!!!” The voice was silky smooth and deep, yet deadly. Like broken glass in ice cream.  &lt;br /&gt;
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	All of the marines began screaming insults in return. They were imaginative and dealt mainly with detailed instructions on how the Enemy could fornicate with a Catachan devil. This then progressed into fornication with plasma engines, then fornication with various edged weapons, and then fornication with their mothers and other ancestors. It was getting... repetitive.&lt;br /&gt;
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	I figured I should do something. I approached the Angry Marine with the wrench. He paused in his insults and took notice of my presence. “Let me try”, I said.  &lt;br /&gt;
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“YOU UP FOR THIS, FUCKFACE?!” He bellowed. I did not get the impression that he was purposely hostile toward me; this seemed to be his usual means of address. “Yessir!” I replied.&lt;br /&gt;
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“HAVE AT IT!!!” Grinning, he gestured rudely toward the Enemy ranks and stepped aside.&lt;br /&gt;
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	Incredibly, the Angry Marines stopped shouting. They were still seething, the air between them charged with heated rage, but they did not utter a word. All eyes were on me.&lt;br /&gt;
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“This is Corporal Josephus Corrick, 40th Imperial Guard Infantry, Mechanized, acting commander of Echo Company. You are surrounded. Surrender, and we will show you the Emperor’s mercy.” &lt;br /&gt;
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“No. You are surrounded. You surrender and we won&#039;t wear your skin on our armor.” Came the reply.&lt;br /&gt;
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	The Angry Marines groaned. I remained unperturbed. “Look, no more blood need...”&lt;br /&gt;
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“BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!!” Came the response. Angry Marines were shaking their heads and becoming impatient. I was feeling a bit irritated.&lt;br /&gt;
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“This is foolishness! You have no chance! This redoubt is the last point of resistance...”  &lt;br /&gt;
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“FFFUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!” The Enemy blew me a raspberry. The Angry Marines were laughing now. At me.&lt;br /&gt;
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	I felt my face flush “Surrender now and we promise you...”&lt;br /&gt;
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“Worshipper of the corpse-emperor! We will wash you away from this planet in an unending tide of blood! Join us and you will know true glory in serving chaos!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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	I froze in place. The world suddenly became very quiet and time froze. It was just me with my thoughts. After watching half of my company torn to shreds by the Enemy, they were asking me to &#039;&#039;join&#039;&#039; them? The screams of my brothers in arms, still fresh in my mind, came to the fore of my mind. Suddenly, something changed, igniting a deep rage within my self that surprised me. But I embraced it. The rage and anger gave me a strength I did not know I had. My voice boomed over the battlefield as if I were using a vox.  &lt;br /&gt;
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“Join ...you. Join...you. JOIN YOU???!!! Why in the FUCK WOULD I JOIN THE LOSING SIDE???!!! You traitor assholes turned your back on your legion, your species, YOUR EMPEROR to do what? TO BE ON THE LOSING SIDE??!!! You are on... what? The 11th, no, 12th , no, 13th Black Crusade? That’s an uninterrupted twelve time LOSING STREAK!!!  You would think that you fucks could get it right one time in TEN THOUSAND YEARS!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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“Power of Chaos? The only power I see is THE POWER TO FAIL!!! CHAOS MAKES YOU STUPID!!! FUCK&#039;N A! WHO THE FUCK JOINS SOMEONE WITH A TRACK RECORD LIKE THAT???&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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	I was rolling now. The anger burned within me like a plasma drive at full power.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;RUINOUS POWERS&#039;??? THE ONLY RUIN I SEE IS YOU SHITTING YOUR PANTS!!! DUMBFUCKS!!! WHO IS THE ONE COWERING IN THE BOTTOM OF A FUCKING HOLE, BITCH???!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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	The Angry Marines broke out into a hearty applause. There was no response from the Enemy. Just an embarrassed silence. They started shooting again, but it was just filler.  &lt;br /&gt;
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	The Angry Marines were still clapping. I moved back from the rampart and the anger still burned within me. “Join them... chaos must make you stupid... fucking fucktards...”  &lt;br /&gt;
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	The Angry Marine with the power wrench approached me. He removed his helmet and spoke, “HEY ASSHOLE! THINK YOU CAN FIGURE OUT WHICH END OF THIS TO USE???” He handed me his power wrench. It was beautiful. A meter long of polished adamantium, perfectly balanced and the head still dripping with the blood of the Enemy.  &lt;br /&gt;
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“FUCK YEAH!” I bellowed back.&lt;br /&gt;
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“RIGHT!!! HERE&#039;S THE PLAN, I THROW YOU INTO THE ENEMY AND YOU KILL THEM. THINK YOU CAN REMEMBER THAT??!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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	I did not even get to respond before he picked me up and threw me boldly over the rampart directly at the Enemy position. Thank the Emperor, the Enemy was just as surprised as I was, and didn&#039;t shoot me out of the sky. I landed a half a meter short of the twin linked plasma gun the Enemy had placed in the redoubt. Without thinking, I hit the mount with the power wrench as hard as I could. Then I felt the shock up my arms and nearly dropped it. Two things then occurred to me: 1) that I should turn it on, and, 2) I was going to die. Lucky (or not so lucky as I found out later) for me, the gun-operator assumed the wrench was on and dived away from the emplacement. I lit up the power wrench, let out a warcry, and triumphantly hit the gun. There was a bright flash of light and that was all I remember.&lt;br /&gt;
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	I woke up later. Much later. I was in a hospital ward surrounded by arcane instruments of unknown purpose. The Angry Marine was there; the one that gave me his power wrench. He saw I was awake.&lt;br /&gt;
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“WHAT KIND OF STUPID FUCKER USES A POWER WRENCH ON A PLASMA EMPLACEMENT???!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;FUCKING CHAOS PUSSIES RUNNING AROUND, ON FIRE, SCREAMING, AND YOU SLEEPING THROUGH THE WHOLE THING!!!” He laughed. It was an angry laugh.&lt;br /&gt;
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“YOU OWE ME A NEW WRENCH, FUCKTARD. JUST SO I CAN KEEP MY EYE ON YOU, THIS APOTHECARY IS GOING TO RAM SOME GENESEED THROUGH YOUR FUCKING SKULL.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“WELCOME TO THE ANGRY MARINES... ASSHOLE.”&lt;br /&gt;
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== Assault Sergeant Dickface ==&lt;br /&gt;
* From the archives of Drywalker Fen&lt;br /&gt;
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Assault Marine Dickface was promoted to the rank of Sergeant during the Heresy of Drywalker Fen in 912.M41. His squad was to be deployed as an attack on the position of heretic leadership. Unfortunately the [[Thunderhawk]] that transported the squad was shot down by enemy fire and the brothers were scattered. During the attack Dickface had lost most of his equipment and had to make do with a weapon he found at the site of a bombed encampment; a two-handed [[chainsword]]. As he attempted to regroup with his squad, Dickface got his ass stuck in the fens of Drywalker. As he tried to pull himself free from the goop, Dickface had the idea of firing up his jump pack to full power. It eventually tore him free, but send him hurtling through the air. He noticed that by divine aid this was straight in the direction of his squad&#039;s target, and shouted &amp;quot;OPEN WIDE, MOTHERFUCKERS&amp;quot; before descending onto them like an angel of wrath.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pict footage later determined that upon landing, through a combination of luck and skill, Dickface managed to shove his chainsword through the mouth of the heretic commander all the way down out of his pelvis, impaling him in a single motion. Dickface then proceeded to beat enemy command to death with the impaled body of their commander, after which he cut the weapon free through the corpse&#039;s back. Dickface then proceeded to repeat this on six infantry platoons, a score of heavy weapon teams and a trio of [[Sentinel]] walkers, killing their operators by pouncing on the cockpit and forcing the weapon through the vehicles&#039; vision slits.&lt;br /&gt;
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For his heroics and skill, Dickface was elevated to the position of Assault Sergeant and was granted one of the Chapter&#039;s &amp;quot;Angry [[Beakie]]&amp;quot; Mark VI Corvus suits of [[Power Armor]]. While his position as a Sergeant allowed him to wield the traditional Power Bats and Power Wrenches of the Angry Marines; he opted to keep the weapon he found, dubbing it &amp;quot;Throatfucker&amp;quot;. While some Angry Marines believe him to be a &amp;quot;TAINTFONDLING SHOWOFF WHO THINKS HE&#039;S TOO FUCKING HARDCORE FOR A POWER BAT&amp;quot;. For this reason, Sergeant Dickface&#039;s skill with Throatfucker has been proven time and again.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Induction V2.0 ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Original version of the story was a mess and can be found [[Talk:Angry_Marines#original_Induction|here]]&lt;br /&gt;
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The dimly lit troop section of the drop pod was filled with noises that could pass for grunts under the sustained G of the drop pod&#039;s separation engine. Nine Space Marines endured the invisible hand of inertia with outward &#039;patience&#039; and &#039;calm&#039; born as much of familiarity as of training, genetic engineering, surgery and simmering RAGE. Nine squad&#039;mates&#039;, and one other: even more calm, even if that was less attributable to experience.&lt;br /&gt;
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The squad sergeant unsubtly looked his new charge over with a practiced and twitching eye, assessing everything from bearing to attentiveness. Battle-Brother Ten was of course under significant pressure from acceleration, made worse by the necessity for the Primaris Marine to slump deeply in his crash couch to accommodate his elongated torso. His legs, too, were splayed out awkwardly on either side of the sergeant&#039;s knees, a sight which filled the sergeant with no end of angry amusement.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;ARE YOU FUCKING COCKSUCKER TRYING TO HIT ON ME LIKE A SLANEESHY FAGGOT?!?&amp;quot; said the sergeant with what could pass as a grin among sharks and other species known for biting people&#039;s faces off. Shouts that could be laughter echoed around the drop pod as the G eased off, the squad adjusting their positions for re-entry.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Your customs and sense of humour are strange to me, sergeant.&amp;quot; replied the Primaris. &amp;quot;I cannot imagine that Primarch Guilliman would approve of your lack of focus ahead of such an important operation; nor of the...&amp;quot; he stopped suddenly, weighing whether his statement would be received as insubordinate. &amp;quot;... condition of your wargear.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ten had, perhaps, a point. While his own Mark X power armour was gleaming, freshly painted in the livery of his new Chapter and hand-polished to a shine, the rest of the squad looked as if they&#039;d been dragged feet-first through a chainswords foundry. Pieces of half a dozen different armour marks adorned the squad, and while the detritus of previous warzones had been hosed off as part of ship&#039;s quarantine, battle damage was still evident on all.&lt;br /&gt;
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The sergeant in particular was a trainwreck. As Ten&#039;s eyes moved down from the sergeant&#039;s dented &amp;quot;beaky&amp;quot; helmet to the acid-scarred torso, to the axe-gouged thigh piece, he was perplexed to notice the sergeant&#039;s right hand resting with the thumb and forefinger joined to make a circle. As his head exploded with pain, swiftly dampened by his suit&#039;s autoapothecary, Ten felt anger rising at the stunning blow from the sergeant&#039;s other hand, its brutal strength belying the smaller marine&#039;s stature.&lt;br /&gt;
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The rest of the squad squirmed in their acceleration harnesses to watch the show, while the hull started to whine against the increasingly dense atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;LISTEN WELL TO THE RULES OF THE FUCKING GAME, YOU CUMGOBBLER AMATEUR!!&amp;quot; said the sergeant almost pleasantly, resuming his casual stance of barely contained anger and resting one foot on a large reinforced sack full of something that gave a metallic clink under the weight; like gold bars in a concrete mixer.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;My name is Primaris Augustus.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;YOUR NAME DOESN&#039;T FUCKING MATTER!!!&amp;quot; retorted the sergeant, ejecting a round from his battered boltgun, &amp;quot;NOW LOOK AT THIS PIECE OF SHIT!!!&amp;quot; Ten glanced at it, noticing again that the sergeant had pinched it between thumb and forefinger to form a circle. Before Ten could react, the sergeant slammed him in the crotch with an armoured boot.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;IF YOU ARE NOT AS BIG A FAGGOT AS YOU ACT LIKE, YOU&#039;LL GET A FUCKING NAME SOMEDAY!!!&amp;quot; barked the sergeant. &amp;quot;YOU ARE NOT ANGRY OR BLOODY MANLY ENOUGH TO BE ONE OF OURS!!!&amp;quot; indicating Ten&#039;s immaculately maintained bolt rifle and armor, &amp;quot;YOU ARE JUST A BIGGER PIECE OF SHIT THAN YOUR AVERAGE GIRLYMAN FANBOY!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ten&#039;s temper was rising now. &amp;quot;On Mars, such undisciplined rabble would be liquified and fed to the servitors. I&#039;m surprised that even works&amp;quot; he snarled through gritted teeth and eyes watering from the second blow, pointing furiously at the sergeant&#039;s dishevelled weapon. &amp;quot;And the next chaplain I see will hear of your insult to the Primarch.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The sergeant was visibly shaking with rage now, fully visible even in over the shaking of the re-entry fireball that was the drop pod. &amp;quot;IF YOU DON&#039;T SHUT YOUR FUCKING FAGGOTY COCKSUCKING MOUTH I&#039;LL LET THAT ASSHOLE MOFO HAVE A FIELD DAY WITH YOU!!!&amp;quot; he shouted. &amp;quot;HOW MANY FUCKING TIMES HAVE YOU DROPPED ON SOME FUCKER&#039;S HEAD, YOU AMATEUR?!?&amp;quot; he screamed, almost helmet to helmet.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Two times including this one!&amp;quot; yelled Ten, no longer caring about maintaining discipline in the face of the open conflict that had been bubbling ever since his recent arrival with the reinforcement fleet.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;THEN SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FAGGOT!!!&amp;quot; retorted the sergeant. &amp;quot;I NEVER FUCKING BOTHERED REMEMBERING THE NUMBER OF CUNTS AND ASSHOLES I&#039;VE KICKED AND PUNCHED SO I DON&#039;T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOU OR YOUR OPINIONS!!! SO GET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR WAY WHILE WE KICK SOME MOTHERFUCKING ASS!!!&amp;quot; Cocking his chainsword as retro-thrusters slammed into life, the sergeant turned his attention to the exit ramps.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ten had never felt such rage at being treated so dismissively. As the pod crashed into the planet and the ramps deployed he burst furiously into the light and started laying into the swarm of Tyranid lifeforms swarming around the pod with the butt of his rifle. Shards of carapace and gouts of foul ichor flew in a maelstrom around him as he unleashed his boiling frustration.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was several moments before he noticed the Hierophant bio-titan standing over him and watching him curiously, like a child examining an ant. The lesser lifeforms stopped their assault and backed away as the great beast lowered its head towards him, before they were trampled by the maddened rush of his brutish squadmates. Transfixed, Ten barely registered the sergeant&#039;s voice on his suit comm as the great maw opened to sample a new morsel. What was that psychopath shouting at him?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;ALWAYS ANGRY!!! ALL THE TIME!!!&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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White hot rage exploded in Ten&#039;s brain as he leapt into the Heirophant&#039;s jaws, past the rows of monomolecular-edged teeth and deep into the back of its throat. There he hacked brutally at the soft flesh until the swallow reflex clenched bloody blankets of meat around him, forcing him down into the boiling acid in its gut.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sergeant Dickface and the rest of the squad whooped in joyous ire as they clambered up the legs of the great beast, carving footholds with chainaxes and driving their power wrenches deep into its joints. They hacked and mutilated tendons, flesh and carapace. And when the great beast finally collapsed to its knees they punched it further, revelling in the righteous rage they always felt.&lt;br /&gt;
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As the bio-titan slumped its distended belly to the battlefield, a gout of blood and meat ejected from what could only be its anus, coating the still fighting hordes of Tyranids and Marines in pitched battle around it. Dickface surveyed the dripping orifice with anger and rage, and maybe... expectation? As Ten emerged from it headfirst, he tossed a loose Carnifex talon at the Primaris&#039; head before running up to the beast&#039;s ruined &#039;face&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Still raging, his armour half-dissolved by pungent fluids, Ten hacked into the sphincter until it released him and he fell to the earth trailing gibbets of innards. Landing hard he rolled and, noticing a yellow-armoured perimeter around the Titan&#039;s head, ran up the length of the Heirophant&#039;s destroyed body dragging the talon and opening the torso like a zipper.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sergeant Dickface was screaming obscenities and battering the Heirophant&#039;s head into a bloody mess with its own oversized (but rapidly getting smaller and smaller as it splintered) spine. Ten joined him with boot and fist until the last shudder had faded and the enormous biomachine was finally still.&lt;br /&gt;
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They regarded each other with blood-shot eyes, helmets discarded onto the filth around them, both bearing a closer resemblance to a half-cooked stew than Space Marines of the Imperium of Man.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;WHERE&#039;S YOUR FUCKING PEASHOOTER YOU FAGGOT?!?&amp;quot; Dickface yelled.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;THE BLOODY PIECE OF SHIT GOT IN MY WAY SO I THREW IT AT THE CUNT&#039;S FACE!!&amp;quot; replied the Primaris. &amp;quot;WAIT... WHAT IS THAT SHIT?!?&amp;quot; He bent down and reached into an unidentifiable mass of bloody muscle. Dickface watched as the marine&#039;s arm went in up to the elbow, freshly coating it in slick blood. When it emerged there was no bolt rifle, but a circle made of forefinger and thumb.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Primaris slammed his forehead into Dickface&#039;s face, sending the sergeant flying backwards and sprawling on the ground. Dickface lay there shaking with raging, flipping him the bird and screaming obscenities.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;WELCOME TO THE FUCKING ANGRY MARINES, SHITHEAD!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Master of the Armoury, Enginseer Mightilypissedoff the third==&lt;br /&gt;
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The latest addition to the Angry Marines command structure/brawl which makes decisions based on who’s left standing, Mightilypissedoff the third represents a step forward for the chapter as he is actually TRAINED for his job, as opposed to everyone else who simply out survived or out punched their competitors. Starting life as a boy by the name of Yarrick Smith the third from a family of comfortable standing in one of the many hive cities on Armageddon. Yarrick’s families standing (Yarrick being an incredibly popular name on Armageddon being “da greatest humie eva!”) and Armageddon’s large levels of industry and mechanisation gave Yarrick the resources to pursue his hobby of engineering, with his father commissioning a shed to be built for him, which he filled to the brim with broken machines (broken servitors, vacuum cleaners, one of Vance Motherfucking Stubbs lost Baneblades, just general stuff). Yarrick even showed so much promise that he was head hunted by the Adeptus Mechanicus who started teaching him about the ways of the omnisiah (with the aim of eventually initiating him into the mechanicus), teachings which Yarrick excelled at to the point that he would be commissioned to repair complicated machinery.&lt;br /&gt;
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This happy existence continued for several years, right up until he reached the ripe old age of 11, when his hive was given a visit, by the Angry Marines who had gotten bored and had decided that they wanted a vacation killing orks (something which Armageddon has absolutely no shortage of). While other chapters might coordinate their arrival with the local planetary governor (or in thus case, commissar Yarrick) and bring their Marines down to the planet in an organised manner, the Angry Marines are far too impatient for such nonsense and just fired themselves down in drop pods and rhinos randomly towards the planet. One such Angry Rhino was fated however, to impact with the workshop/shed of Yarrick Smith while Yarrick was inside said shed. The resulting explosion blew Yarrick free of the wreckage and left him only with minor burns, but managed to destroy his family home (along with his family) and (more importantly) his workshop filled with his tools of the omnisiah.&lt;br /&gt;
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“FOR FUCKS SAKE!!!” Someone shouted from the wreckage “I FUCKING TOLD YOU TO AIM FOR THE FUCKING JUNGLE YOU PRICK, HOW CAN YOU MISS A CUNTING CONTINENT SIZED JUNGLE?!!!” This was followed by the sound of someone being hit over the head by a very large wrench (Yarrick was very good at recognising these things). “NEXT TIME YOU CAN FUCKING DRIVE YOU OMNISIAH CUNT, YOU TRY AIMING ONE OF THESE THINGS!!!” Shouted another, which was followed by a deep growl which Yarrick recognised as the whisperings of a machine spirit, the angriest he’d ever heard. After a few more moments the roar of an engine started and a red and yellow rhino slowly dragged itself from the wreckage, mounted by two Angry Marines fighting each other. Thankfully for histories sake, the driver of the rhino stopped his vehicle before it turned the shocked Yarrick into paste, a stop which dislodged the two fighting Marines off the tank to land at his feet, upon which they stopped fighting, stood up and glared at Yarrick as if this was all his fault. “OI KID!!!” Bellowed the one with the huge wrench “WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING LOOKING AT? HAVE YOU NEVER SEEK A FUCKING ANGRY MARINE BEFORE?!!!” This broke Yarrick out of his trance, what was the marine doing shouting at him? This man had just destroyed his shed, destroyed his life’s work, his gifts from the omnisiah, and he had the balls to swear and curse at HIM. All of a sudden, Yarrick was filled with a righteous fury and before he knew it he was pelting the marine with scattered wrenches and chunks of metal while screaming a stream of profanity which just melted into one long cry of “FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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After the two marines finally managed to pin Yarrick to the ground (after he had managed to dismantle a large chunk of their power armour) with some help from the ten other marines inside the rhino, it’s driver and the rhino itself, the first marine (which Yarrick later learned to be an Angry Tech Priest) asked “WHAT’S YOUR NAME YOU FUCKING ANKLE BITER?!!! DAMN I THINK HE BROKE MY FUCKING ARM!!!” After a bit more swearing Yarrick responded “Yarrick Smith the third YOU FUCKING CUNT LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO MY FUCKING SHED YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!” “NOT ANOTHER FUCKING YARRICK!!!” Bellowed the tech priest “YOU LOOK MORE MIGHTILYPISSEDOFF TO ME!!!” Which drew a round of laughter (if somewhat pained due to the assorted collection of broken bones). “YOU ARE NOW MIGHTILY PISSED OFF THE THIRD YOU PRICK, AND YOUR FUCKING COMING WITH US!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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And thus, Yarrick Smith became Mightilypissedoff the third, and after being dragged kicking and screaming off Armageddon passed through all the Angry Marines rites and became an Angry Tech priest, powering himself along with his eternal loathing for his kidnappers/adopted family. Life after that was fairly quiet for pissed off for the next millennia or so, spending most of his time taming the Angry Marines more violent vehicles (something which he had an innate talent for) and fighting in the few hundred conflicts the chapter finds itself in at any given time. His chance to seek revenge against the Angry Marines, when the Master of the Armoury Enfurious Ragman announced that “WE’LL BE HAVING A FUCKING “CULTURAL EXCHANGE” WITH THE FUCKING TOASTER SHAGGERS, AND I NEED ONE OF YOU PRICKS TO GO TO FUCKING MARS!!!” Luckily and entirely coincidentally, all the other Angry Tech Priests were simultaneously hospitalised due to “BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA TO THE BALLS WITH A FUCKING WRENCH!!!” And thus, Mightilypissedoff was the only person available to go to Mars.&lt;br /&gt;
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Upon arriving on Mars, Mightilypissedoff was treated like a lost son who had finally returned to the fold, and for another happy millennia or so he was taught everything he did not yet now about the ways of the omnisiah, slowly (fast by mechanicium standards as his competitors would be found dead due to “BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA TO THE BALLS!!!” making his way up through the ranks until finally becoming the head of a titan manufactorum and earning the title of enginseer. It was however, realised by the council of mars that pissedoff was too Angry a person to truest become one of their own, despite his immense skill, a flaw which they blamed on the Angry Marines, a crime which they added to the chapters very long list of offences. But the mechanicium could not just simply get rid of pissedoff, it was not his fault he was corrupted and he was still equally talented if not more so than mar’s greatest priests.&lt;br /&gt;
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The chance for revenge came with the new of the death of the Angry Marines Master of the Armoury, creating an opening in their command structure. This was a golden opportunity for the mechanicium, an opportunity which Mightilypissedoff the third was perfectly placed to exploit, being both an Angry Marine and a child of the omnisiah, and so he was brought before the council of mars who explained their plans to him, to which pissed off replied “WHERE DO I FUCKING SIGN?!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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So after a millennia or so away, Mightilypissedoff the third returned to the Angry Marines with a single task, either bring the chapter to heel, or destroy them, but how could they be sure that Mightilypissedoff would get the job? Because he&#039;s angrier than even the rank and file Angry Marine (let alone an Angry Tech Priest), a being who utterly despises the Angry Marines for what they have done so much, that the Angry Marines would take one look at him now and say &amp;quot;CALM YOUR BALLS YOU WALKING TOASTER, YOU CAN HAVE THE FUCKING JOB!!! IT&#039;S NOT AS IF ANY OF US CUNT WEASELS WANTED IT ANYWAY!!!&amp;quot; And just like that, Mightilypissedoff was the Master of the Armoury. But as pissedoff took up his new role he started to wonder whether he had been truly happy/ANGRY on mars, there you had to pray for 20 minutes just to open a vent on a air con unit, and had he really hated and despised the Angry Marines to the point that he wanted to destroy them, he’d had more freedom and fights with the Angry Marines than he could have had over the course of hundreds of millennia with the mechanicium.&lt;br /&gt;
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And so, instead of destroying the Angry Marines, Master of the Armoury Mightilypissedoff the third embraces/head locked them, and has been happy/ANGRY EVER SINCE. He now spends most of his time on the battlefield &amp;quot;FUCKING SMASHING ANY CUNT WHO OFFENDS THE OMNISIAH!!! THAT COCKSUCKING LEMAN RUSS JUST LOOKED AT ME FUNNY, YOUR NEXT DIPSHIT, FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!&amp;quot;, so much time in fact that the Angry Tech priests are wondering if they should promote one of their own to the rank of Master of the Armoury (those who suggest that die mysteriously from BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA TO THE BALLS VIA A HUGE FUCKOFF WRENCH SMASHING THEM OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!!) Mars is somewhat surprised by the turn of events, and are so exasperated that the Angry Marines heretical actions are to be officially ignored until they do something really stupid, like filling a titan full of honey badgers and blowing it up for shits and giggles.&lt;br /&gt;
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==The relics of the Angry Marines==&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;the looted, looted, looted, Pretty Marines &amp;quot;WARGH MOTHERFUCKER!!!&amp;quot; Banner.&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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A banner which was once owned by the pretty marines, at the time called the &amp;quot;Notice Me Senpai&amp;quot; banner, it provided space warping properties of the same manner used by deamonettes to hide their crab claws, granting all pretty marines around it incredible beauty and two-inch-thick plot armour, as it effectively made all pretty marines within its range main characters in an anime, so how could they die. Unfortunately (for the pretty marines at least) the orks don&#039;t give a shit about anyone else&#039;s plot armour apart from their own (and yarricks, da greatist an orkiest humie eva!) and proceeded to brutalise the pretty marines with their long, hard shafts/choppas, and took the banner for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;
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The banner was used for quite some time by ork commandos, who used its powers to make them look absolutely fabulous (or at least good looking enough to a guardsman who hasn&#039;t had sexual contact with another human for months) and thereby sneak up on enemy positions. Those they snuck up on could still see the orks, but would be too busy having awkward boners etc to notice, boners which they would die with as the commandos chopped them to pieces. Over time however, the banner began to lose its strength, being replaced more and more by wargh energies, and although it still provided a healthy glow to the orks (5/10 while drunk), it was no longer enough to hypnotise the enemy, resulting in the commandos being curpstomped by a squad of storm troopers, and the banner was then taken by the inquisition.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thankfully, the inquisitor in possession of the banner was well travelled and cunning enough to know that xenos tech should not be dismissed out of hand (do the, how do you say it? Funky monkey) and so started experimenting on the banner, to find out how it could be both orky and pretty at the same time. However, the inquisitor made a grave mistake of being within one hundred light years of the Angry Marines during the two years of the completion of the Codex Angry Marines, and thus became one of the many inquisitors who &amp;quot;WAS BEATEN OVER THE FUCKING HEAD BY THE LITERAL FUCKING BOOK!!!&amp;quot; And thus, finally, the banner fell into the hands of the Angry Marines, who used it (during their two year &amp;quot;book tour&amp;quot;) for their own amusement, as anyone within its range would start talking orky (DIS FUKIN BANNER IZ DA FLASHIEZT!!! WE SHODA KRUMPED DAT INQUISTOR GIT FOR IT BLOODY AGES AGO LADZ!!!).&lt;br /&gt;
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Over time however, like every other piece of influence before it, the orky powers around the banner started to diminish, to be replaced by &amp;quot;RAGE MOTHERFUCKER!!!&amp;quot; to the point that the Angry Marines started carrying their &amp;quot;FUCKIN FLASHY BANNER!!!&amp;quot; into battle, to great effect, as it carried Pretty, Wargh and Angry energies within it, making everyone around it &amp;quot;DA ANGRIEST, DA ORKIEST AND DA PRETTIEST SONS O FUCKIN BITCHES IN DA FUCKIN GALAXY!!!! WARGH MOTHER FUCKERS!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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While most codices were written or printed by hand or machine, the codex angry marines, was forged (although it wouldn&#039;t be surprising if the codices of the iron hands or the salamanders are forged as well). Made from a slap of steel adamantium alloy which had been pissed on for seven days and seven nights and the pages and spine were carved from the block by a team of Angry Marine Mindfuckers, using nothing but profanity, and the occasional bolter round. The crude simulacrum of a book was then brought before the Angry Marine chapter master, Temperus Maximus, for he had been ordered by the inquisition, the adeptus ministorium and terra, the high lords and, worst of all, the ultramarines, to make the Angry Marines codex compliant.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maximus admired the slab of metal before him, it would be would be a fitting vessel for his rules to his battle brothers, and a giant middle finger to everyone else, as they never said whose codex the Angry Marines had to abide by. Flicking/snapping open the book with a quick curse which could still be heard in the cargo bays the chapter master glared at the metal page, melting words into it through sheer, undiluted contempt, drops of alloy dripping from the book to sizzle on the floor. Finally, his work done, Maximus leashed in his rage and closed the book, pausing only to read the rapidly cooling words, which said;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;JUST HIT THE FUCKERS!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Opening the doors to his chambers carrying the book, Maximus found a riot (one of the technical terms for a gathering of Angry Marines, another being an arse kicking) of silent Angry Marines outside. &amp;quot;SO WHAT DOES IT SAY?!!!&amp;quot; Shouted one with unaccustomed politeness and reverence, while the others waited for the chapter masters response. There was the pause as Maximus considered, only to get angry with himself for needing to pause, he raised the book high above his head, and brought it crashing down on the questioning marines armoured brow, sending him crashing through five floors to land in a wrathful heap. Then, fixing those amassed before him with a steely gaze which left a few temporarily blind, Temperus Maximus gave his response, in a bellow which could be heard back on terra, &amp;quot;YOU CUNTS SHOULD ALREADY KNOW WHATS WRITTEN IN THE FUCKING BOOK YOU COCKSUCKING, WEABOO, DEAMON FONDLING FAGGOTS!!!&amp;quot;. The assembled marines didn&#039;t hesitate in their response, even the marine who had been smashed through the floor &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;ALWAYS ANGRY, ALL THE TIME!!! ALWAYS ANGRY ALL THE MOTHER FUCKING TIME!!! SUCK ON IT YOU ULTRAMARINE BASTARDS!!! FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The resulting fight lasted several years and resulted in a death toll in the billions, but the Angry Marines didn&#039;t care, and they carried the codex Angry Marines with them every cockshot of the way, as a reminder that they didn&#039;t need some ultrasmurf faggot to tell them who they are and what to do, but mostly to  &amp;quot;BEAT SOME FUCKING INQUISITORS WITH THE LITERAL FUCKING BOOK!!!&amp;quot; It has gotten to the point that the book itself hurls insults at the enemy, and the odd bolter shell, and maybe the odd lightning bolt, but that sort of thing stops once you apply a fresh purity seal.&lt;br /&gt;
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There is a worry however that, as the book contains at least twenty blank pages,  that the book may write in itself, an idea which has everyone, except the Angry Marines, absolutely shitting their collective pants. What might a book given semi sentience by an entire chapter’s rage write in itself? The main theory is that the book will write some brand-new curses (and by that, curses unknown to the Angry Marines, the galactic guardians of the offensive word), curses which will probably be specifically insulting to ultramarines, or perhaps the 40k universes equivalent of the word Belgium. Either way, any new words must remain unknown to the universe at large to prevent galactic level recreations of the  &amp;quot;Raiders of the lost ark&amp;quot; final scene, thankfully though, the book is protected/owned by the FUCKING ANGRY MARINES, meaning that a force the size of every black crusade combined would be needed to rest it from their adamantium grip.&lt;br /&gt;
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A relic from before the unification wars, the shrunken head of the fifth (sixth) chaos god. The head sits impaled on a wooden stick and has a large cock and balls drawn on its forehead in permanent marker, from the remains of the heads neck droops a thick clump of fur, described by ancient texted as the &amp;quot;Crown of the neckbeards&amp;quot;, which is said to have been awarded to the fifth/sixth chaos god for fucking over an ancient table top game. The head has been in the possession of a number of different parties such as (but not limited to) the ultramarines (who built a shrine to it and masturbated to it), nurgle (as even he found it vile to gaze upon), the eldar (who used its space and time warping aura to be complete dicks) and the pretty marines (who put makeup on it). The last owner was slaanesh (who used it as a fleshlight) until it was swept up by the currents of the warp into the battle barge litany of litany’s litany, where the Angry Marines attempted to destroy it, only to find it indestructible.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ever since that day the Angry Marines have been trying to get rid of the disgusting head, but even something as terrifying as Matt Wards head, still has its uses, mostly by warping space and time around those chapters and species he had once fucked over.&lt;br /&gt;
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Disconcerting, the head also whispers heretical ideas in the dark of night, despite how much constructive criticism/rage the Angry Marines throw at it, things like &amp;quot;the Ultramarines are the only true space marines&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;why don&#039;t you guys team up with the necrons&amp;quot; or, worst of all &amp;quot;the baby carriers weren&#039;t a bad idea, it&#039;s not me who designed the fucking things&amp;quot;. The whispers can be heard in a hundred-mile radius (even in the vacuum of space) and resulted in many sleepless nights (WHO FUCKING NEEDS SLEEP!!!) for the nearby Angry Marines until someone came up with the bright idea of keeping the head next to the Codex Angry marines, an arrangement which results in the head crying softly, and while this crying can still be heard a hundred miles around, the moans of one of the imperiums greatest foes is a lullaby to everyone&#039;s ears.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before he died, Master of the Armory Enfurus Ragman (MAY HE KICK BALLS AND SCREAM FOR FUCKING ETERNITY!!!) had been working on improving the standard combi flamer, a weapon much admired/used excessively while screaming at the enemy, due to the large amounts of Dakka it could produce. Ragman desired to increased said amounts of Dakka (and maybe while he was at it add some blades or big steel rods to make it choppy as well), but was struggling to do so (like many who had come before him before they were killed by the mechanicus for crimes against the omnisiah).&lt;br /&gt;
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It was on a normal, rage filled night, Ragman was in the armoury holding a combi flamer and a roll of duct tape. He looked at the flamer, and then to the duct tape, then to the flamer, then back again, and that, is when genius struck. He took the flamer, and wrapped it in several rolls of duct tape and fired it at the nearest object (a servitor as it happens). The gun (although it was now definitely a better gun because it was covered in duct tape) was no more dakkery than before (even if it had annihilated the servitor), and so Ragman went on a &amp;quot;MOTHERFUCKING, AND TOTALLY JUSTIFIED RAMAGE!!!&amp;quot; Through the armoury. Later he realised he folly, and this time duct taped two combi flamers together, and thus, the Combi-Combi Flamer was born.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately, Ragman died before achieving the ultimate goal of making the flamer also choppy (duct taping a chainsword to it) or before he could make more combi-combi flamers, otherwise the Angry Marines would have eradicated all heresy a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;
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A &amp;quot;gift&amp;quot; (left behind) weapon given to the Angry Marines by the honorary Angry Marine, Doom Guy, when he appeared on the battle barge maximum fuck while it was passing through the warp. The gun (after being analysed by angry tech priests) was found to have the highest density of Dakka per kilogram, but it only worked when the wielder was moving at top speed, and it fired even faster when firing at daemons.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Doom Guy gun was once brought to battle against the orks, who, upon seeing the gun and recognising its power, immediately surrendered to the Angry Marines (producing a level of confusion in the Angry Marines which created such a strong backlash of confusion in the warp that it prevented tzeench from pulling off a &amp;quot;Just as planned&amp;quot; large enough from destroying terra). When asked afterwards why they had surrender, the ork war boss replied &amp;quot;So much Dakka. What can one do against such flashy bitz.&amp;quot; [[Blood Ravens|Of course, the Angry Marines now have to keep it locked up to protect it from certain Red and Black Kleptomaniacs...]]&lt;br /&gt;
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The anger child between a squad of Angry Terminators and an Angry Tech Priest, while the Angry Marines were fighting deamons of Slannesh on an ice world. At the best of times terminators are slow and purposeful, put them on a planet which is covered in a metre and a half of snow, and they might as well make them stationary. Angry Terminators are not calm beings at the best of times, but dump them in a snow drift and have deamonettes dance around and taunt them, then you get to exploding levels of RAGE (many battle brothers were lost to such deviant tactics, MAY THEY KICK BALLS AND RAGE FOR FUCKING ETERNITY&amp;quot;). Such rage would also have a dramatic effect on the terminator armour, as marines would claw their way out in the nude to &amp;quot;FUCKING FIST THOSE DEAMONETTE SLUTS!!! HOW DO YOU LIKE BEING FUCKED BY A CHAINSWORD!!!&amp;quot; (Ow do it harder your making me so god damn horny BLAM). Terminator armour is rare at the best of times, even more so in a chapter which uses them to walk into lascannon fire for &amp;quot;SHITS AND GIGGLES MOTHERFUCKER!!!&amp;quot;, and such damage makes the Angry Tech Priests so angry that they can be used to melt glaciers.&lt;br /&gt;
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So an &amp;quot;alliance&amp;quot; was formed based on the desire to a. Get to the enemy faster and b. To not ruin terminator armour while doing so, between a five man terminator squad, and the tech priest Jordy Motherfucker, who was originally from the water covered agri world of Spectoris. After much arguing and fighting (the equivilent of a polite hello followed by tea and biscuits for the Angry Marines) Jordy suggested the use of one of the terminators storm shields as a sled to slide over the ice slopes, in imitation of a water based pastime from his home world. &amp;quot;But how do we make it travel uphill or over long distances?&amp;quot; Pondered Motherfucker out loud (being an Angry Techpriest, Jordy only spoke in lower case most of the time). &amp;quot;PUT SOME FUCKING ROCKETS OR MELTAS ON THE FUCKING BACK YOU IDIOT!!! YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE THE FUCKING CLEVER ONE AROUND HERE!!!&amp;quot; Replied one of the Angry Terminators, who proceeded to take his storm shield and hammer some rockets onto the back of his power hammer. Then, taking a run up, said terminator jumped onto his storm shield and powered up the rockets.&lt;br /&gt;
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When they found the terminator ten miles away (by following the trail of decapiated, mutilated and fisted deamonettes) at the bottom up an icy hole all he would say was &amp;quot;I&#039;M FUCKING DOING THAT AGAIN!!!&amp;quot; as he kept trying to remount his now drained storm shield. Since then, the Storm Shield Surfboard has been fitted with improved fuel tanks, more reliable/non-exploding rockets, an Angry levitation system (borrowed) from the Angry Repulsor tank, a front edge force field for added decapitation, cup holders and a tv which plays constant runs of an old earth show called &amp;quot;Scooby Doo&amp;quot;, a show which is believed to be the very same &amp;quot;FUCKING QUALITY CARTOONS!!!&amp;quot; That Reclusiarch Mofo has been watching for all this time. Nobody has yet been able to create more Storm Shield Surfboards, as the board is more owned by a single marine who refuses to let anyone else use/play with it, meaning that for someone else to use it, say a tech priest, he will either have to wait for the current &amp;quot;owner&amp;quot; to die, become incapacitated in some way, or have the board confiscated by a mob of Angry Tech Priests or a high ranking chapter member.&lt;br /&gt;
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One of the roles of a chief Reclusiarch is to ensure that the chapter remains full of nice, good, emperor bothering space marines, and not spikey, tentacle creatures wearing power armour. Chief Reclusiarch Mofo doesn&#039;t really give a shit as &amp;quot;ANY PUSSY WHO WOULD JOIN CHAOS IS A WORLD EATER WANNABE!!! NOT A FUCKING ANGRY MARINE!!! NOW PISS OFF IM WATCHING SOME FUCKING QUALITY CARTOONS!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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However, despite the fact that Angry Marines are as likely to fall to chaos as a grot is likely to defeat a dreadnaught, the Chief Reclusiarch services are still required, mostly in the blessing of random shit the marines have found to make sure that the inquisitors don&#039;t get any exterminartus based ideas. Even this minor task is too much for Mofo&#039;s non-existent patience, so he took a roll of standard, two ply imperial toilet paper, screamed at it &amp;quot;YOU ARE BLESSED YOU INANEMATE PIECE OF SHIT!!!&amp;quot; And drew a small angry face on the first sheet.&lt;br /&gt;
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This roll of emergency purity seals/blessed bog roll was then slammed into the face of the first Angry Marine demanding his bolter or power wrench to be blessed and followed by a bellow which was felt by a nearby battle barge &amp;quot;BLESS IT YOURSELF YOU CUNT WEASEL!!!&amp;quot; Despite the rolls unassuming appearance, it does provide significant protection to anything a sheet is slapped onto, in fact, each sheet shouts &amp;quot;YOU HAVE BEEN BLESSED, NOW STOP FUCKING MOANING!!!&amp;quot; After being used, but what&#039;s most remarkable is that the roll hasn&#039;t run out, being destroyed after many millennia of use and still has the same angry face on the first sheet.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the direst of situations it can even be used to wipe your arse, and marines who have done so say that &amp;quot;MY SHIT HOLE HAS NEVER FELT SO CLEAN!!! IT WAS LIKE WIPING MY ARSE WITH A FIELD FULL OF BUNNIES!!!&amp;quot; Mofo refuses to create more rolls for chapter wide, even imperium wide, use, arguing that (after he had shoved fagbasher up the arse of the inquisitor stupid enough to ask) &amp;quot;ANY CUNT WHO NEEDS EXTRA PROTECTION FROM CHAOS IS A FUCKING TYRANID LOVING WHORE!!! NOW PISS OFF, IM STILL FUCKING WATCHING SOME QUALITY CARTOONS!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Literal Shit Storm==&lt;br /&gt;
Note, this story is a work in progress and thus the title and story elements will change over time, you have been warned. I have moved this from the discussions page so that a. I can work on this story from my phone, not just my computer and b. to free up space in the discussions page for other stories people might want to post and discuss.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was not originally realised what the greatest impact the Fiery Aggressors would have on the Angry Marines would be, if you’d asked the average Angry Marine (assuming he didn’t pick a fight with you, correction, after he had picked a fight with you) he would have said “THEY’D FUCKING SET STUFF ON FIRE!!! WHAT KIND OF RETARDED QUESTION WAS THAT?!!!” And this is actually correct, their greatest impact on the chapter was to set stuff on fire, more specifically, setting stuff on fire using flamethrowers utilising promethium with ground up copies of the Codex Astartes mixed in, this didn’t make the flamethrowers any more burny, but it did make them far more awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
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The only downside to this was that the Fiery Aggressors would get through a lot of copies of the codex Astartes, and as much as the Angry Marines despise the “FAGGOTY, GIRLYMAN FAP FICTION!!!”, it is still used by the chapter as toilet paper, resulting in a conflict of supply and demand on a galactic scale, as the Angry Marines attempted to gather more copies of the Codex Astartes to wipe their increasingly filthy arseholes, only for the Fiery Aggressors to steal those copies and more. Things became so desperate that the Angry Marine’s Chapter Master, Temperus Maximus, recalled all the Angry Marines command structure to one place to discuss/argue the crisis which was threatening the very existence (or at least hygiene) of the chapter, as the chapters astropaths could sense the attention of Nurgle being directed towards them.&lt;br /&gt;
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“FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!” shouted the Chapter Master to bring the assembled marines before him to silence (or at least they were only swearing under their breath out of habit). He had chosen to hold the meeting in his private quarters aboard the battle barge Maximum Fuck, and around the large, circular table covered with pizzas and skittles he had had constructed for this very purpose sat the galaxies angriest beings. Directly opposite him sat Commissar Fuklaw who was glaring at a single point on the table which had started to smoke and give off squeals of “please, I have a family, be merciful”, while around him sat and huddled a contingent of other commissars, their trigger fingers twitching in anticipation of the first sign of HERESEY!!! A few seats down sat the Chief Mindfucker, Moarfistin, who was looking even more pissed than usual having been called back from his crusade into Tau space, flanked on either side by his two seconds in command, Tweedle Dick and Tweedle Cunt who were currently staring down Captain Satchel, who as usual paid them no heed, he’d faced far worse than those cunts. Noticeably absent from the meeting were the Master of the Armoury, Enginseer Mightilypissedoff the third (who being mostly mechanical required no need to shit, except on special occasions, say to take a massive dump on an ultramarine) and Chief Reclusiarch Mofo (who was still locked in his quarters watching cartoons, and had access to the roll of emergency purity seals, and as such had no shortage of toilet paper).&lt;br /&gt;
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“NOW THAT YOU’VE STOPPED FUCKING ABOUT WE CAN GET TO THE CUNTING PROBLEM!!!” started the Chapter Master, “THANKS TO THE FLAME THROWER CUNTS WE’RE ALMOST OUT OF BOG ROLL TO SCRUB OUR ARSEHOLES FUCKING CLEAN!!! NURGLINGS HAVE BEEN SPOTTED FOLLOWING THE MORE SHIT SMEARED MARINES, WE NEED FUCKING BOG ROLL AND FUCKING FAST!!!” At the mention of Nurglings, Moarfistin let off several psychic bolts of pure fury which melted part of a nearby wall to slag. “HERESEY!!!” bellowed the group of commissars who had levelled their bolt pistols at the Chief Mindfucker out of sheer muscle memory. After a quick break to disarm the commissars and repair the wall the meeting continued with an Angry Veteran asking “LET’S JUST FUCKING USE MOFO’S PURITY SEALS!!! THAT SHITS SOFTER THAN UNICORN FUR THREADED WITH THE FINEST FUCKING SILK, AND IT NEVER FUCKING RUNS OUT!!!” There was a chorus of swearing in agreement at this until it was pointed out by ones of the Apothecaries present that “YOU CAN FUCKING TRY!!! BUT I’M NOT GOING TO BE THE ONE TO REMOVE FAGBASHER FROM YOUR BOI CUNT WHEN MOFO FUCKING CATACHES YOU!!!” There was a moment of silence as everyone present remembered what had happened to the last Marine who had been desperate enough to try and steal and use the roll of emergency purity seals from Mofo, it was the first time a lot of the marine’s present had ever heard a fellow Angry Marine beg for mercy.&lt;br /&gt;
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“WE COULD JUST USE NORMAL FUCKING BOG ROLL!!!” chipped in a lieutenant to break the silence, who was then immediately beaten to the ground by the marines surrounding him and dragged, kicking and swearing, from the room. “NOW THAT WE’VE GOT THE STUPID FUCKING QUESTIONS OUT OF THE WAY!!!” shouted the Chapter Master “DO ANY OF YOU CUNTS ACTUALLY HAVE A FUCKING GOOD IDEA?!!!” “LETS FUCKING INVADE MACRAG, THE ULTRACUNTS HAVE GOT PLENTY OF BOG ROLL!!!” shouted someone from the back, which got a cheer/war cry from all the Marines assembled who then charged to the door to prepare for a crusade against the ultramarines, not that they really needed an excuse to do so.&lt;br /&gt;
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“GETTTHEFUCKBACKHERTHEFUCKINGPUSSIESIDIDN’TGIVEYOURSORRYCUNTSPERMISSIONTOLEAVE!!!” screamed Maximus at the now motionless pile of marines stuck in the doorway. “AS FUCKING NICE AS IT WOULD BE TO TAKE A HOLIDAY TO THE ULTRA CUNTS!!!” continued Maximus, reaching under the table and grabbing something “WE’D END UP WITH THE INQUISITION SO FAR UP OUR FILTHY ARSEHOLES THAT WE’D BE ABLE TO HEAR THEM SHOUT HERESEY OUT OF OUR MOUTHES!!!” And at that he pulled the inquisitor that had been hiding underneath the table with a microphone out and gave the man such a withering stare that his hair began to grey and char at the ends before everyone’s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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“AS INVADING OTHER CHAPTERS IS OUT OF THE FUCKING QUESTION!!!” shouted Fuklaw as the inquisitor was “politely” shown the way out of the room to the nearest airlock “WHAT FUCKING IDEAS DO YOU BASTARDS HAVE?!!!” The room erupted with swearing and fighting at this, as every single marine present tried to get his idea heard, throwing chairs, pizzas and other marines at each other. At some point Fuklaw lost his patience and began unleashing his withering gaze upon the room, which started to catch fire and melt, drops of metal landing on the fighting marines to eat away at power armour and just generally making them even more pissed off. At some point Maximus and the other heads of command finally lost their patience as well and joined in with the fighting, which actually helped, as at least half of the fighting marines were immediately knocked out as they e.g. Received a face full of Dick Haggard’s fists, or got catapulted into the ceiling after taking a swing from the back of Dylad.&lt;br /&gt;
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“I think I have an idea,” said a strong, yet quiet voice. Immediately, the fight stopped as a wave of unease spread across all those assembled, their minds suddenly becoming calmer, as if someone had put a large pillow over each man present. In unison, the fight (the official collective noun for a group of Angry Marines) turned their heads towards the door to the Chapter Masters chambers, where there now stood a marine clad in the same armour as everyone else, except for an ancient rope adorned with the colours of the desert fangs, a Silencer Ancient. For a moment, no one spoke, the Angry Marines normal desire to swear and curse abated by the presence of such a large, and ancient psychic void. Even Fuklaw and Moarfistin’s rage abated somewhat as their otherwise uncalmable minds were also embraced by the cold void emanating from the incomprehensibly ancient figure before them. As one, the fight got itself up from the floor and stood (as much as an Angry Marine is capable of) respectfully towards the silencer, each marine holding his breath in anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sighing a sigh which somehow managed to communicate what it was like putting up with Angry Marines, the Silencer continued. “We could ask the head of Ward; such an ancient and vile creature must know of where we can acquire enough copied of the codex Astartes. He did after all, influence its creation.” A ripple passed through the crowd at the suggestion. They all hated and feared the head of Ward, even the Silencers, who were normally untouched by the warp, could feel its vileness and plot defying aura. Dropping the three unconscious marines he had forgotten he had been head locking, maximus walked to the Silencer in the doorway, his head bowed in reverence and uncertainty, he never knew how to treat the Silencers, they were simultaneously his superiors, his subordinates, and his equals, he would have punched the man in the face just to break the ice, but his mind was still calm and incapable of its usual divisive fury.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Silencer rolled his eyes behind his helmet, as he reached deep into his mind for his rage, a rage built up over millennia of fighting demons and babysitting the red and yellow fucks, and threw it at the chapter master in the only form of communication the Angry Marines seemed to understand. “STOP GROVELLING LIKE A FUCKING GROT!!! GET YOUR FIST OUT OF YOUR SHIT HOLE AND MAKE UP YOUR FUCKING MIND YOU OVERSIZED MUSHROOM!!!” Instantly, all the eyes in the room were once again lit with fury again as they all straightened themselves up despite numerous broken bones and bruises and shouted their reply.&lt;br /&gt;
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“ALWAYS ANGRY!!! ALL THE TIME!!! FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!” And with a smile on his face honed over many centuries of bloodshed and swearing, the chapter master glared deep into the silencers eyes. “SO BE IT!!!” he shouted to those assembled, “INFORM THE TECH PRIESTS!!! TELL THEM TO PREPARE THE MAIN HANGAR, WE SHALL SPEAK TO THE FUCKING HEAD OF WARD!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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A few hours later and the battle barge maximum fucks main hangar had been cleared of ships to make a large space in which the chapter master, Reclusiarch Mofo (even he could not refuse being present for such an event), Moarfistin and Fuklaw now stood in a semi-circle. All other marines had been banished from attending this event, not that they would want to attend it, as even greater demons and machines do not suffer its presence willingly. “BRING IT IN!!!” shouted Mofo, who just wanted to go back to watching cartoons. The blast door at the far end of the cavernous room opened and three dreadnoughts strode through, the central one holding something draped with a thick, black cloth, while another carried a large chunk of metal, which seemed to weigh down the dreadnought far more than its size would suggest. Behind them followed a looming, mechanical figure covered in servo arms and measuring devices, two red eyes shining from its yellow and red robes, Master of the Armoury, Enginseer Mightilypissedoff the third. The event would have been awe and fear inspiring, if it hadn’t taken the mechanical procession two minutes to reach the centre of the chamber, with the master of the armoury scuttling along to try and keep up with the lumbering dreadnoughts, but finally, they reached the centre of the room, and set down the object wrapped in cloth.&lt;br /&gt;
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“THIS HAD BETTER BE FUCKING WORTH IT!!!” complained Pissedoff, “WE LOST THREE TOASTER FUCKERS JUST GETTING THIS THING OUT OF THE FUCKING VAULT!!!” “YOU’LL FUCKING GET OVER IT!!!” countered Maximus as he stepped forward and tugged the black cloth away to reveal the dreaded Head of Ward. Immediately, the head began to whisper heretical thoughts, starting with “tseb eht era sthginkyerg” but almost as immediately the dreadnought carrying the slab of metal (which was the Codex Angry Marines) began the smash the book repeatedly into the head, which began to scream and wail. After several dozen or so strikes, the dreadnought stopped and slumped its shoulders in disappointment to see that the head was still whole, but at least it was no longer whispering vile heresy.&lt;br /&gt;
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“SPEAK CUNTING CREATURE OF SHIT WRITING AND MARY FUCKING SUES!!!” started Fuklaw “FUCKING TELL US WHERE WE CAN FIND MORE COPIES OF THE CODEX ASTARTES, OR ELSE WE’LL GET TO FIND OUT WHICH OF THE TWO OF US WOULD WIN IN A FUCKING GLARING CONTEST!!!” (Fuklaw has yet to lose a staring contest, even Sly Marbo blinks under his gaze). “And why should I tell you?” replied the shrunken head, in a voice like sticky fingers being rubbed over a brand new codex “you will only lock me back up with the vile chunk of metal you call a codex, so go fu…” the head continued, only to be “interrupted” by Mofo as he began the beat the head over and over again with Fagbasher. “FUCKING (smack) TELL (crack) US (crash) WHERE (punch) WE CAN (deep throating action with Fagbasher) GET MORE (kick) SHIT PAPER!!!” Mofo bellowed, followed up by several more impacts just to drive the point home, leaving the head softly moaning on the floor, then strided over to the dreadnought carrying the codex angry marines, snatched the impossibly heavy book and hefted it over the now quivering skull.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Alright!” screamed the head “I’ll tell you please just get that vile…” only to be interrupted as Mofo swung the Codex Angry Marines onto the head as Fuklaw instinctively shouted “HERSEY!!!” “TRY AGAIN YOU PRICK!!!” said Maximus “THIS TME WITH LESS FUCKING NECKBEARD HERETICAL SHIT!!!”. “There is a place,” whispered the head, “a shrine, built by the ultramarines, the Necrons, grey knights and Eldar for myself to sit in, they filled it with my greatest works and a giant portrait of my beautiful face from when I was still whole (KICK) OW!!! (whimpering) one of the many things they put there was crate after crate of the codex Astartes, they built the shrines foundations out of it, it is the centre of the word of ward and all that is goo… (repeated stomping my multiple people) (silence, whimper) there’s enough copies of the codex there for you for thousands of years now please just FUCK OFF!!!” There was a moment of silence as all those assembled considered this, or at least all except Moarfistin, who just stood there, steam pillowing from his ears and lighting trickling from his fingertips. “WHERE CAN WE FIND THIS MOST HERETICAL AND SHIT PLACE?!!!” Asked the Chapter Master, his tone mellowed somewhat by the thought of such a vile place even existing. “In a part of the web way which has been cut off, it is only accessible via a gate on the planet of…” pausing for dramatical effect “Solemnance!”&lt;br /&gt;
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After a moments pause Pissedoff placed the Codex Angry Marines on top of the head (which began to squeal) as the large blast doors behind the assembled group opened, to reveal a Warhound titan, which began to stride towards the squealing head on the floor. Backing away to watch the show, the Angry Marine high command watched as the titan stood looming over the book and the head, raised one of its gigantic feet, and brought it crashing down with a force to powerful enough to crack open tanks, on top of the book/head sandwich. “IS IT FUCKING DEAD?!!!” shouted the assembled marines hopefully as the Master of the Armoury scuttled towards the impact point, only to start cursing and kicking the Warhound’s leg. The head was, unfortunately, was still alive. As the three dreadnoughts escorted the now violently swearing and sobbing Pissedoff from the room, the remaining marines turned towards Temperus Maximus, awaiting his decision.&lt;br /&gt;
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“PACK YOUR SKITTLES AND YOUR FUCKING CHAINSWORDS!!!” shouted Maximus with a sinister grin on his face, “WE’RE GOING TO FUCKING SOLEMNANCE!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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Chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;
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Behind the scenes however, the galaxy began to respond to the angry marine decision to go book hunting. Some, like the followers of Nurgle and Tzeentch had been planning for this for a long time, slowly guiding or anticipating the actions of the angry marines, while the mortal follows of the word of ward felt the reveal of the shrine of wards location as a psychic backlash, activating built in plot points and narrative arches which the fifth (sixth) chaos god had drilled into them. As the chapter master was making his proclamation of a grand, angry marine crusade to Solemnance, a death guard fleet was beginning to exit the warp into real space to surround the assembled angry marine fleet, led by the champion of Nurgle, bringer of Crotch Rot.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Our sorcerers have homed in on the scent of their festering anuses my lord, when we exit the warp we shall be right on top of them.” Said Crotch Rot’s second in command and Tallyman, Counter of Infectious Blessings, to his master, “the Angry Marines will be learning of the shrines location as we speak and will be completely unprepared for a surprise attack, or at least as ill prepared for a fight as an Angry Marine can be.” Everything was going according to plan thought Crotch Rot, Grandpa Nurgle had seen fit to bless him with many mutations and gift him with his own flagship he had named “Free Hugs”, and now he was about to bring the blessings of Nurgle to the Angry Marines and prevent them from discovering the Shrine of Ward (shiver), ensuring that their anuses would putrefy for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;
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“My Lord,” Counter of Infectious Blessings interjected into Crotch Rot’s thoughts “what are we to do with the… Head of Ward, once we have hugged all of the Angry Marines into submission? Even the chaos spa… (cough) that which will not be named are becoming nervous at being so close to such a relic.” “I have been informed by the Great Unclean ones that Nurgle wishes to possess the head for himself to create even more gifts and blessings for the galaxy, the mild discomfort of it being aboard our ship will be repaid a thousand times over in the form of the love of our father.” Replied Crotch rot, who was very much looking forward to receiving a bed time story from Nurgle himself, and maybe some pet nurglings.&lt;br /&gt;
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Counter of Infectious Blessings was about to say that he’d happily give up all of his pet nurglings if it meant that he didn’t have to be around the head for a prolonged period of time, when a sorcerer barged into the room. “My lord!” oozed and sputtered the mass of putrid flesh “we have just entered real space, but we have detected the presence of another fleet of ships also exiting the warp!” Crotch Rot and Counter of Infectious Blessings looked confusedly (or as confused as you can when your facial muscles have rotted away eons ago), they were not expecting anyone else, had papa Nurgle seen fit to provide reinforcements? “Who is it?” asked Crotch rot “is it more Angry Marines? We’ve got enough people to bless without more of them turning up.” “No, your infectiousness,” stammered the sorcerer, chunks of flesh flicking of his form in agitation “it’s far far worse its….”&lt;br /&gt;
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“JUST AS PLANNED!!!” cackled the champion of Tzeentch, Trololololol “THE FOOLISH DISEASE WORSHIPPERS HAVE FALLEN INTO OUR TRAP, WE SHALL SWOOP IN A STEAL THE VILE HEAD OF WARD AND I SHALL BRING IT TO TZEENTCH HIMSELF AND ACHIEVE DEMON PRINCEHOOD, JUST AS PLANNED!!!” Behind him, stood and sighed quietly his second in command, sorceress Elzbeth the Mind Shaper, who had frankly grown tired of all her masters scheming and plans, or rather she hadn’t grown tired of his plans, his plans were some of the finest around and his followers followed him not purely out of the power he had been granted by Tzeentch (although that is certainly part of it), but because of the brilliance of his plans. However, his insanity had begun to show more and more as the centuries had ground on to the point that he would plan decades in advance the arrival of a cup of tea, screaming “JUST AS PLANNED!!!” when it was finally delivered after many years of manipulation, while neglecting to plan for major battles, merely stating that it was all “JUST AS PLANNED!!!” And she had been so ambitious in her youth, or rather her ambition had had a razor edge to it, now, after centuries of following an insane genius, her ambition had dulled, although it still had enough weight to club someone to death (Tzeentch followers are big on analogies).&lt;br /&gt;
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“Are my troops ready Elzbeth? Don’t answer, I already now, they’re all assembled in their boarding torpedoes as I speak.” Said Trololololol, his hands moving their erratic spiders up and down his staff in excitement. Elzbeth smacked her palm into her face in exasperation. “You know that the troops are all assembled your allseeingness because you asked me that question two minutes and I told you the answer,” replied the exasperated sorceress, not even bothering to conceal her anger now, especially as she knew that all he was going to do was shout just as planned. “JUST AS PLANNED!!!” shouted Trololololol (“told you,” she thought) “give the signal for the assault to begin, the head of the fifth (sixth) chaos god shall be MINE!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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The first thing the Angry Marines knew of the assault was when Moarfistin exploded into a scream of “FUCKING NURGLINGS!!!” which could be heard across the entire Angry Marine fleet (sound may not travel through a vacuum, but fury does), followed almost immediately by the detection of two separate fleets disgorging boarding torpedoes and unleashing barrages of void missiles and lance batteries at the angry marine battle barges. Immediately the battle barges began to return fire, with automated weapons and serf manned batteries firing upon the encroaching torpedoes, with those torpedoes that did meet their mark being greeted by a traditional angry marine welcome of Chainswords and kicks to the balls, but the combined pressure of two separate fleets backed up by demonic powers was clearly too much for the chapter, which now ran the risk of being annihilated.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the winding corridors of the Maximum Fuck, a squad of serfs were desperately trying to hold the corridor leading the main hangar as they were advanced upon by space marines of Nurgle from one side and Tzeentch on the other, bolter fire, warp lightning and gushes of oozing pox felling any serf who out of cover (and even in cover). But the Angry Serfs would not retreat, partly because they were all Angry pricks, one of these angry pricks (or ovaries in this case) was Ching Shin, once a special weapons expert for the imperial guard until she one day saw some demons and was scheduled to be sterilised. Until the Angry Marines rescued her and recruited her as an Angry Serf, where she had let a very angry but happy life, until a bunch of Tzeentch and Nurgle worshippers had decided to be a bunch of cunts and attack her ship. As it stands, her situation is hopeless, thankfully for her at least, Temperus Maximus will appear behind the Tzeentch worshippers and shout “SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKERS!!!” in about a paragraphs time.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Fuck these festering cunts!!!” shouted Ching to her commissar who was the last member of her squad left as she fired her plasma rifle down the corridor towards the cover camping Death Guard, although as angry as she was she was glad they were staying put, and knew that the only reason why they were staying put was because they didn’t want to charge into the corridor of Tzeentch worshippers behind her. “STOP YOUR FUCKING COMPLAINING AND JUST SHOOT THE CUNTS!!!” screamed the commissar, who was too far into HERESEY!!! Mode to care what she was saying and simply kept firing their bolt pistol towards the hiding Tzeentch marines, chunks of metal plating erupting from the walls as the bolt rounds missed their mark until finally, the commissars bolt pistol and Ching’s plasma rifle ran dry, and a veil fell over the corridor as their foes all smiled behind their helmets, and began to advance on their position.&lt;br /&gt;
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Or at least, the Death Guard marines got five metres down their corridor before arches of lightning began to spike between them, putrid flesh boiling and melting away as the marines embraced their inevitable demise. And through the puddles of bubbling puss, faecal matter and fleeing Nurglings, strode the Chief Mindfucker, Moarfistin, warp energy curling around his right hand while his left hand held is fisting stick, with a chaos marine suitable impaled up the backside upon it. At the sight of one of the galaxies most feared and brutal psykers the Tzeentch worshippers tried to flee the way they came, lest their behinds be subjected to a fisting, only to run straight into the adamantium chest and Cheshire grin of Temperus Maximus, each fist enclosed around the crushed heads of two marines. “SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKERS!!!” bellowed the Chapter Master, as he began to rein down his fists into screaming faces and power feet into soon to be obliterated genitals. It only took a few seconds, but as Ching walked from her cover she walked through ankle deep blood mixed with chunks of flesh and power armour, and what did she say to her two saviors?&lt;br /&gt;
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“Took you fucking long enough you bunch of lazy cunts! Where were you earlier? Licking each other’s’ arseholes while you platted your hair! For fucks sake, even the fucking commissars dead now as well, we’d have about fifty angry bastards left if it wasn’t for you brown nosing bastards!”&lt;br /&gt;
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In most other chapters, this would have earned Ching a bolt round to the head, or perhaps Slow lobotomization into a servitor, but as she stared down one of the galaxies angriest beings and called him a cunt, the Chapter Master could only smile a grin so wide it showed all of his dirty brown teeth. “YOU!!!” he almost whispered at Ching “I THINK I MIGHT HAVE A FUCKING JOB FOR A CUNT AS ANGRY AS YOU!” Striding forward and grasping Ching by the scruff of her flak armour and lifting her into the air. “WHAT DO YOU KNOW, ABOUT THE HEAD OF WARD?!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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Five minutes later, Ching found herself running down a long corridor carrying a black bag over her shoulder holding the Head of Ward, while Moarfistin kept up beside her carrying the Codex Angry Marines, barely taxing his superhuman form to keep up with the now panting Ching, as they both made their way towards the Maximum Fucks second hangar. The orders the Chapter Master had given Ching had been very clear, take the fucking head, get off the ship, and make her way to Solemnance and either find the Shrine of Ward, or meet up with the rest of the Angry Marines along the way after they had dealt with the ambushing fleets, as without the worry of protecting (preventing other cunts from stealing it) the Head of Ward from enemy hands the Angry Marines were free to simply run rampant through the enemies ranks, and it would be only a matter of time before the forces of chaos started fighting each other. But firstly, Ching and Moarfistin had to find a way off the Maximum Fuck without getting shot/stabbed/turned into that which will not be named/hugged, and although Moarfistin was more than capable of annihilating anything before him his sheer rage and psychic outbursts made him visible to any psyker within a mile, and thus the two adventures had become prime targets for anyone lacking a target to shoot at.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Why the fuck did you have to come along you pansy cunt?!” Ching shouted as she kicked Moarfistin in the shins hard enough to be felt through power armour “your fucking attracting every cunt nearby wanting to make their points cost back and you keep stopping to stamp on Nurglings!” “FUCKING NURGLINGS!!!” Moarfistin simply screamed in response as he stamped on yet another fleeing ball of adorableness and heresy but otherwise didn’t bother to respond to the “INSOLENT BITCHES” insults, he had been ordered by the Chapter Master to a. ensure that the serf fucker completed her job and b. hit the Head of Ward with the Codex Angry Marines whenever it wouldn’t shut up. He still wasn’t happy about it (he was furious about it, which also pleased him) but as long as he was able to purge all traces of Nurgle he found then he would do his job and only complain slightly more than usual. “You stink like a Death Guard toilet now as well, you fucking idiot! Emperor fucking save me the smells getting even shittier!” Gagged Ching as a wave of nausea overtook her, she tried clinging Moarfistin’s side to balance herself only to be hit by a fit of stomach cramps and vomiting which forced her to her knees, one hand clutching her stomach and the although desperately holding onto the Black sack which held the Head of Ward. “GET UP YOU FUCKY PUSSY!!!” Ordered Moarfistin as he took up a stance in the centre of the corridor “WE’VE GOT MORE SHIT FOR EVERYTHINGS INCOMING!!!” Ching managed to raise her head enough, vomit still dribbling down her chin, to gaze, eyes watering, towards where Moarfistin was facing and the source of the ever-encroaching stench.&lt;br /&gt;
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Advancing towards them from where they had come, strode (and oozed) the Champion of Nurgle, Crotch Rot, flanked on one side by Counter of Infectious Blessings, a pen in hand as he wrote in a huge human leather volume which dripped puss and bile as if it too were alive. Behind them scampered, rolled and chittered a mass of tentacles and mouths which Ching knew enough about to not even name them in her mind. Things would have gone rapidly downhill from there for Ching (probably starting with her face melting off), as without power armour, a super human constitution and some heavy weapons, an Angry Serf’s (no matter how angry) no match for a champion of chaos. But before Crotch Rot could say anything along the lines of “who would like a hug?” Moarfistin, instead of firing bolts of lightning or Bolter rounds, rested the spine of the Codex Angry Marines against his chest, and opened it towards the advance pile of bile and happiness. Immediately the corridor erupted into a long and impossibly load scream of “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU....” which rattled the very skeleton of the ship, with chunks of metal plating being ripped from the walls to impale the advancing forces of Nurgle as chunks of rotten flesh were ripped from their forms, forcing the horde back the way they had come and forcing Moarfistin, despite his super human strength, to slide in the opposite direction, picking up speed as the longer books fury was unleashed. Almost as an afterthought, Moarfistin grabbed the still gagging and deafened Ching from the floor before she got out of reach, and as he slung her over his shoulder like a very ill rag doll, he fixed the somehow still standing Crotch Rot with a glare which communicated all of his disgust towards his very existence, stuck up his middle finger and screamed in a voice loud enough to be heard even over the books war cry “FUCK YOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUU....!!!” As he sped faster and faster down the corridor towards the second hangar.&lt;br /&gt;
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As the books screams became quieter and the wind abated somewhat, Crotch Rot straightened himself up and surveyed the destruction around him as his tally man picked himself up, having lost his book and an arm in the carnage. “You know,” started Crotch Rot in a weird voice as his cheeks had been ripped from his face “something tells me that they didn’t want any hugs for some reason.” “Better luck next time my lord,” replied Counter of Infectious Blessing, in an optimistic voice even as his other arm fell off “maybe they had an important appointment to get to, and look on the bright side, now we have the chance to grow some new limbs.”&lt;br /&gt;
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== A &#039;difficult&#039; beginning ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Battle-Brother Alfion of the Angry Marines Chapter was having one fucking shitty day. Because Battle-Brother Alfion had been part of the first batch of Primaris Marines sent - reluctantly - by Lord Commander Roboute Guilliman to the Angry Marines. The contingent had been small. For starters, there had not been many Desert Fangs Neophytes left at the end of the Heresy to be put in stasis by Archmagos Cawl until such time as he had perfected his modification of the Astartes creation process. Then there was the fact that Girly... Guilliman had been unwilling to reinforce a Chapter that so openly embodied what he viewed as the worst aspects of his tempestuous brother, Rachnus Rageus.&lt;br /&gt;
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Battle-Brother Alfion had at first looked forward to the reunion with those other sons of his gene-father, and to share with them the ideas he had about how to mix their headstrong culture with the precepts of the Codex Astartes, taught to him after his awakening from stasis and modification, to better wield their fury against the ennemies of the Empra... Emperor. He had started to worry when he had learned the name of his distant Bothers&#039; Chapter&#039;s name. He had understood as well as any member of the Desert Fangs Legion the need to erase the knowledge of the existence of their Legion, but surely they could have chosen a more dignified name? Then he had heard whispers among the crew of the ship ferrying his contingent to the Angry Marines Battle Barge, the Litany of Litany&#039;s Litany. The mortals were &#039;&#039;afraid&#039;&#039;, deathly so. So much, in fact, that they were planning on shooting the Primaris Marines at the Battle Barge. &#039;&#039;&#039;Literally&#039;&#039;&#039; shooting them. From their cannons. Then run away.&lt;br /&gt;
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Brother-Captain Medina had reassured them, reminding them that righteous fury was one of their greatest strengths and sources of pride, and that devoid of their other pride, the Silencers, their brothers had just given their rage a greater emphasis. The words of Brother-Captain Media, one of the very few experienced Desert Fangs Marines put in stasis at the end of the Heresy, inspired respect and faith among the men serving under him.&lt;br /&gt;
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And &#039;&#039;then&#039;&#039; came the actual meeting with the Angry Marines. As Brother-Captain Medina approached the nearest red-and-yellow clad Battle-Brothers to hail them, after dusting off the fragments of the hull they had been shot through, he was met by a thunderous yell of &amp;quot;WHO THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU SPINELESS CUNTS SUPPOSED TO BE?!? MORE ULTRASMURFS FAGGOTS?!? IT&#039;S FUCKING BAD ENOUGH GIRLYMAN IS BACK WITHOUT COCK-SUCKING FANBOYS FUCKING AROUND OUR BATTLE BARGE!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The contingent was stunned, to say the least, by this lack of respect. &amp;quot;What did you just say?&amp;quot; asked an incredulous Medina. &amp;quot;DO YOU HAVE SHIT IN YOUR EARS AS WELL AS IN YOUR BRAIN?!? I ASKED WHO YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS WERE!!&amp;quot; Medina regained enough of his composure to answer &amp;quot;We are the Primaris reinforcement sent from Mars by Lord Guilliman to strengh...&amp;quot; &amp;quot;SO YOU ARE GIRLYMAN&#039;S COCKSUCKING SPECIAL SNOWFLAKES?!? AND YOU&#039;RE SUPPOSED TO REINFORCE US?!? THAT&#039;S THE BEST FUCKING JOKE SINCE THAT TIME WE PLAYED PUNCH THE CUNT WITH THE SHIT-EATING BLUEBERRIES WEEABOOS!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Things had only become worse from then. Alfion could not believe he was once ready to call those assholes brothers. They respected nothing but brute strength and loud yelling, litteraly shat on Guilliman&#039;s teachings, and made him and his brothers do all the menial jobs and things they didn&#039;t feel like doing. And now Medina was one of them, having snapped after one insult too many and decked the nearest cunt in his fucking face before going on a rampage in the shithole that was the Litany of Litany&#039;s Litany. When they came to, the fags had hailed him as Tantrumus Fuckingham, and he had since then stopped responding to &amp;quot;Medina&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alfion wasn&#039;t sure why he hadn&#039;t done the same already. Maybe some lingering desire to improve this hellhole of a Chapter, a remnant of his new conditionning on Mars. He would give one last try at showing them how the Codex could be put to good use...&lt;br /&gt;
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Alfion tried to open his eyes but couldn&#039;t. He tried to shake his head but couldn&#039;t. He tried to get up but couldn&#039;t. He couldn&#039;t move. But somehow he could see. And what he saw was that fucker Mightilypissedoff III glaring at him. &amp;quot;WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE TO ME, YOU SAD EXCUSE FOR A TOASTER?&amp;quot; He paused. &amp;quot;WHY IS MY VOICE BOOMING? WHAT THE SHIT IS HAPPENING?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;THE SILENT ANGRY CUNTS SENT US THIS PILE OF SCREWS AS A GIFT. APPARENTLY, THEY&#039;RE SO WEAK THE MACHINE SPIRIT WAS HAVING FUN KILLING EVERY FAGGOT THEY INTERED IN IT!!&amp;quot; answered Mightilypissedoff.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;INTERED? YOU MANIACS HAVE PUT ME IN A FUCKING DREADNOUGHT BECAUSE I SAID WE COULD USE THE CODEX ASTARTES FOR SOMETHING ELSE THAN WIPE YOUR STINKING ASSES?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&#039;M NOT SOME LAME DREADNOUGHT, FAGGOT, I&#039;M A REDEMPTOR AND I&#039;LL FUCK YOUR SHIT!!&amp;quot; answered a mechanical voice.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;WAIT... YOU PUT ME IN A WALKING COFFIN WHOSE MACHINE SPIRIT IS FUCKING INSANE?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;YOU FUCKING PIECE OF RUST! I&#039;LL KICK YOU IN YOUR NON-EXISTENT BALLS UNTIL YOU SCREAM FOR MERCY LIKE THE LITTLE BITCH YOU ARE!! I DIDN&#039;T ASK TO BE PUT IN STASIS AND EXPERIMENTED ON BY CRAWLY MCGUFFINFACE!! I DIDN&#039;T ASK TO BE SENT BY FUCKING GIRLYMAN TO YOU ANGSTY CUNTS!! I&#039;LL WRECK ALL OF YOU SHITS ONCE I&#039;M DONE WITH THIS FUCKING PIECE OF GARBAGE!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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At this, the Redemptor starting hitting itself while violently shaking, as if someone was punching it from the inside. Mightilypissedoff could only make out bits of the yelling coming from inside: &amp;quot;-THINK YOU&#039;RE TOUGH YOU FAGGOT?!? -I&#039;LL SHOW YOU TOUGH YOU FUCKING TOASTER!!&amp;quot; Having had enough of this emo cockslaping contest, the Master of the Armory picked up his wrench and started beating this new Redemptor Belligerent Engine - the first of its kind - into sullen unconsciousness.&lt;br /&gt;
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The feral world of Allanus was being set upon by a warband of the Black Legion. The locals, brave though they were, could not stand against the heretical Astartes. So when some keen-eyed warrior spotted a red and yellow vessel of the &amp;quot;Sky Angels&amp;quot;, hope grew. But nothing happened. No righteous demi-gods descended from the heavens to help them. Until &#039;&#039;something&#039;&#039; fell from the sky in a trail of fire and impacted in the middle of the Chaos Marines. From the crater rose a yellow and red Redemptor Dreadnought of a strange pattern. Looking at their sole opponent, the Legionnaires laughed and opened fire. The dreadnought started shaking before suddenly yelling &amp;quot;ALL RIGHT, WHY ARE YOU PIECES OF SHIT INTERRUPTING ME WHEN I&#039;M BUSY COCKSLAPING THIS FUCKING TOASTER TO DEATH?!?&amp;quot; before punching itself in the &#039;face&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Recovering from their surprise at this outsburst, the traitors fired again at the Dreadnought. &amp;quot;THAT DOES IT!! I&#039;LL TEAR YOU FUCKERS A NEW ASSHOLE TO TEACH YOU NOT TO INTERUPT ME WHEN I&#039;M TRYING TO MURDERFUCK THIS CUNTSY BOLTPILE!!&amp;quot; yelled Cunt Pounder before charging the bemused Legionnaires and starting to punch their faces out and crotches in, in between violent blows to its own frame.&lt;br /&gt;
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Aboard the Litany of Litany&#039;s Litany, the Angry Marines were relaxing, downing cold ones and eating skittles while watching Cunt Pounder punch his way though the warband and their pet demons. They stopped and spat out their beers/skittles when they saw him start punching his way though the planet in sheer &#039;&#039;&#039;RAGE&#039;&#039;&#039;. &amp;quot;- FUCK!! YOU THINK WE SHOULD STOP THIS ASSHOLE?!? - SCREW THAT, I&#039;M NOT GETTING ANYWHERE NEAR HIM AND THAT CRAZY MACHINE OF HIS!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;WELP, THAT WAS FUN WHILE IT FUCKING LASTED!! WAIT... WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SHIT?!?&amp;quot; The sight of Cunt Pounder spiraling through the remains of Allanus, still punching itself and shaking with &#039;&#039;&#039;RAGE&#039;&#039;&#039;, exploding the rocks in its way, was enough to make the Angry Marines bring him back on board the Litany of Litany&#039;s Litany, where he proceeded to punch them, yelling &amp;quot;NOW IT&#039;S YOUR FUCKING TURN YOU PANSIES!!&amp;quot;. Only a repeated application of power bats to its frame managed to put him back to &#039;sleep&#039;. It was afterwards unanimously agreed to only deploy Cunt Pounder in the direst of emergencies. Or in proximity of Ultrasmurfs, to watch the ensuing hilarity.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the 42nd millenium, there was only war. At least as far as the people living on Genericus III were concerned the world had fallen prey first to a wave of Chaos Cults uprisings amazingly well coordinated, and let by Space Marines clad all in blue and silver, with weird green-adorned pauldrons. The Loyalist forces were being pushed back by the sheer savagery and fanaticism of the damned slaves of the Ruinous Powers and the might of the Heretic Astartes when the situation took a turn for the worse: a pack of Blood Axes Kommandos made landfall on Genericus III. Nobody knew why the Greenskins had come. Maybe the battle had resonnated through their Waaaaaagh field, or maybe it had just been a coincidence. But there are no such things as coincidence in the grim and dark future of the 42nd Millenium…&lt;br /&gt;
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The sudden arrival of the Orks had thrown the carefully laid plans of the Alpha Legion commander, Duns Scottus. Fuming at the loss of certain victory, he began to plan anew, including the new arrivals in his strategy of misdirection, backstabbing and infiltration (although that last one might prove difficult to achieve with Xenos, unless he painted some of his men green and implanted big fangs in their mouths…).&lt;br /&gt;
Meanwhile, Boss Bestasnik was having the time of his life. He and his boys had come to this planet of humies out of sheer boredom and had found it already teeming with fun. Apparently, some of the pointy beakies were busy sneakin’ around already, so he had decided to join in on the fun and show them how to sneak properly!&lt;br /&gt;
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The locals of Genericus III, those loyal to the Imperium that had survived, could only hole up and defend what few strongholds they still held, all the while praying to the God-Emperor for help. Their prayers were answered when a yellow and red battle barge appeared over the war-torn planet. It broadcast a message saying ‘NOTHING TO SEE HERE!!! WE ARE DEFINITLY NOT THERE TO KICK SOME MOTHERFUCKING SNEAKY CUNTSY ASS !!!’ then shot down multiple drop pods that streaked towards the surface at a surprisingly (at least for those used to seeing such deployments) high speed.&lt;br /&gt;
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From those emerged Astartes taller than those the natives had been used to seeing over the millenia, clad in power armor matching in color the battle barge, and whose helmets were fashioned after skulls. They started to march forward, ready to blast the ennemies of the Imperium to pieces. But their stance was weird… It looked as if they were… tiptoeing?&lt;br /&gt;
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From the other side of the planet, Duns Scottus had heard the announcement and seen the drop pods falling. His anger at having to change his plans once more because of yet-other new arrivals faded when he was told that the followers of Emperor were tiptoeing around in plain sight, garbed in garish colours, and yelling at the top of their overpowered vox-broadcasters that they were ‘SNEAKING YOU CUNTS!!! NOTHING TO SEE HERE, WE’RE JUST SNEAKING BEHIND YOU TO KICK YOU CUNTSY ASS OFF-PLANET !!!’ He just could not believe that anyone would be stupid enough to broadcast to everyone on the planet that they were sneaking. It had to be a trap. He started ignoring every report of those loud Marines, dismissing them as a distraction, while he started looking for the real loyalist threat that had to be somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bestasnik also could not believe it when told about the weird Marines, but not for the same reason: ‘Dos beakies are doin’ it wrong, dey are all yellow so dey should be ‘splodin’, not sneakin’. It’s purple dat’s da sneakiest!’ So dumbfounded was he by that illogical turn of event that he completly forgot to keep attacking the spiky Beakies or the squishy humies.&lt;br /&gt;
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Angry Reiver Sergeant Asshole McCuntsface was also having the time of his life. His infiltration technique, honed on multiple battlefields and brawls with those little shits that called themselves his brothers (or rather called themselves ‘FUCKING ANGRY MARINES YOU DUMB CUNT OF A GIRLYMAN’S TOY !!!’), was working perfectly. Neither the DUMB AS SHIT GREENSKINS or THOSE BLUE BELLIED WORM CUNTS OF THE WEAKASS BULLSHIT LEGION had noticed his men’s approach. They were now perfectly placed to launch a SNEAK ATTACK ON THOSE FUCKERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Two days later, Duns Scottus turned in amazement to his second-in-command and banner bearer, Swiffer.&lt;br /&gt;
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‘- What in the name of Chaos just happened? How did our forces get crushed so easily? And I can’t even find a trace of the Greenskins…&lt;br /&gt;
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- My lord, it’s those weird Marines. The yellow and red ones. They have been picking out our forces and the Orks since their arrivals by tearing out their balls and hitting them with it, before making a gigantic ass statue out of the corpse so that they could, and I quote here ‘KICK THE COLLECTIVE ASS OF THE FUCKERS WHO THOUGHT THEY WERE BETTER AT SNEAKING THAN US’. And then they started taking turns kicking it until it exploded. And now they’re on their way here’.&lt;br /&gt;
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- What? We need to escape now ! Tell the men to withdraw from this planet immediatly!&lt;br /&gt;
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-There are no more ships for us to use, Lord. The Loyalists destroyed them all yelling ‘SNEAK ATTACK!!! WE’RE SNEAK ATTACKING THOSE SHIPS YOU FUCKERS!!!’&lt;br /&gt;
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-We’ll just use the locals’ ships then! I will not let one of the heads of the Hydra be crushed, even by Loyalists that are better at infiltration than us!&lt;br /&gt;
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- You really don’t get it, do you? They destroyed &#039;&#039;all&#039;&#039; the ships. Even the local ones. And they are not better at sneaking. They litteraly yelled that they were sneaking, but you refused to believe it. It’s really time for me to be going. I’ve stayed here to long, and my ‘Brothers’ could catch up to me at any time.&lt;br /&gt;
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-Swiffer, what are you saying? And why are you wearing the green of the Angels? And where did that giant sword come from? Swiffer, where are you? &#039;&#039;Swiffeeeeeerr!!&#039;&#039;’&lt;br /&gt;
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When the battle barge &#039;Whisper of Secrets&#039; of the Dark Angels Space Marines Chapter entered the Genericus system following the detection of the &#039;&#039;totally-not-fallen-Angel&#039;&#039; known as Cypher, they were quite surprised to find the Angry Marines Battle barge ‘FUCKYOURSHIT’ already in orbit above Genericus III. When transmissions from the planet finally reached them, they were even more astonished at learning their &#039;cousins&#039; had completely eradicated the Alpha Legion and Blood Axe forces on the planet. More concerning, however, was the fact that they had also anihilated every single ship on the planet, be they civilian or military, Orks, Traitors or Loyalists.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wary at the thought that their prey might still be on the planet, waiting to be found by anyone, especially the angry nutters, Brother-Captain Berith of the 5th Company decided to hail the &#039;FUCKYOURSHIT&#039; to demand they be handed over control of the campaign in the name of the hunt for Traitor Astartes, something they were far better equiped to do. No response was sent by the battle barge. Although it started to leave the orbit of Genericus III. Berith was initially relieved before being informed that it was now heading straight for the &#039;Whipser of Secrets&#039;. Every attempt to hail the rapidly approaching battle barge was met with silence, until it came to a sudden (and violent) halt in boarding range. A single message was sent: ‘OH NO YOU DON’T YOU COCKSUCKING KILLSTEALING FUCKTARDS !!!’&lt;br /&gt;
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The after-action report of the campaign of Genericus III, submitted by the local governor to the Estate Imperium, stated that the Angry Marines forces of the battle barge &#039;FUCKYOURSHIT&#039; had completly anihilated the Traitor Forces, as well as the vile Xenos that had assaulted the world. It also mentionned that the entire crew of the Dark Angels battle barge &#039;Whisper of Secrets&#039; had been unable to sit for two weeks straight after the official handover of power between the two Astartes Chapter. When asked by the Estate about the circumstances of the handover, the Unforgiven refused to comment.&lt;br /&gt;
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==The Making of an Angry Marine==&lt;br /&gt;
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Shitforbrains stared at the console before him, his eyes not believing what he was seeing on the screen. Glancing around the room where the final initiation was to take place he saw similar looks of shock and welling anger on the other initiates while two Angry Chaplains watched over the scene before them, their furious gazes burning into the foreheads of the soon to be Angry Marines before them. “RIGHT YOU SACKS OF ORK CRAP!!!” bellowed one of the Chaplains “I DON’T NEED TO FUCKING TELL YOU WHAT TO DO!!! WHY THE FUCK AM I EVEN HERE WHEN I COULD BE FUCKING PUNCHING SOMETHING INSTEAD!!!” “BECAUSE YOUR A TAU WEEABOO PRICK WHO HAS TO MENTOR SHITS LIKE THESE!!!” shouted the other Chaplain at the first, swinging a pre-emptive punch, more as something to do than out of any real anger.&lt;br /&gt;
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The initiates ignored the two fighting Chaplain’s, they were all still too preoccupied by the screens before each of them. “Why did it have to be this?!” whispered one of the initiates, his hands visibly trembling over the ancient computers keypad while another initiate began to shed terrified and furious tears, an act which would normally have had the other initiates beating him over the head, but right now they all felt like crying, as on the screen before them, glowing on the screens which seemed to burn into their retinas was the green and white start up text of Battle toads. Shitforbrains thought back over his past five years he had been training and completing the Angry Marine trials to become a full battle brother, he had spent his time as an Angry Ganger, getting slowly furious while aiming down a sniper scope that he just wanted to swing like a bat into the nearest enemy, he’d shoved a grenade down a Homogaunt’s throat (after wrestling the terrified and retreating xeno to the ground), he’d shouted down a howling banshee and only suffered minor deafness as a result, he’d even survived for a couple of seconds under the withering glare of Commissar Fuklaw (the longest any initiate had ever done before catching fire), but this, this was the final, and most difficult, trial he and his fellow initiates had to complete.&lt;br /&gt;
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Their task, was to complete Battletoads, the hardest and most infuriating game in existence.&lt;br /&gt;
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Glancing over his shoulder, trying to delay the inevitable, Shitforbrains spotted the three Angry Tech Priests and Apothecary who were there to take away any initiate who completely lost his mind while playing the game so that he could be turned into a Kill-a-Tor, a proposition which Shitforbrains was seriously considering. He could just quit now, it would mean that he’d have to scrub out toilets and work in the battle barge MAXIMIUM FUCKS library for two years, but he’d be able to take the test again after those two years and he’d only receive a minor beating and cursing for doing so, the final initiation test still scared full battle brothers after all. “Fuck Fuck Fuckity Fuck!” screamed Shitforbrains in his head “You’re not fucking quitting now you pussy Tau weeaboo, get your dick out of your ass and getting fucking playing this stupid game!” And at that, he grasped the computers controls, and began to play.&lt;br /&gt;
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Four hours later and Shitforbrains was still only on the second level, the tech priests had seen fit to set the game to its highest possible difficulty, and had fitted the computer with the most unresponsive of keyboards, the keyboard alone had been enough to make one initiate flee the room screaming curse words, while another had fallen to the ground foaming at the mouth, swear words bubbling up through the foam as the tech priests carried him from the room. But Shitforbrains and the other initiates gave all this only passing thought and contemplation, they were too busy being furious at the games before them, to the point that the rage filling the room had become a palpable smell, like a mix of burnt pizza and junk mail. The two Chaplains had also stopped fighting by this point, and had started roaming the room, looming over the hunched shoulders of initiates and saying things like “YOU FUCKING IDIOT YOUR MEANT TO HIT THE FUCKER NOT ENGAGE IN LIGHT FOREPLAY!!!” and “GAME OVER YOU BASTARD!!! GAME FUCKING OVER!!!” as the gamers collided with enemies or sent their character tumbling to their deaths.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eight hours later and Shitforbrains had started getting twitchy, even with some of his gene seed implanted the long hours starring at the tiny screen before him was making his eyes hurt and he really needed a shit at this point, the rumours about the initiates being fed laxatives in their pre-test meals seemed to be true. Despite all this however, he’d managed to progress through the game to the point that he felt that he could (if given enough time) complete it, he’d got the hand of the clumsy keyboard and had noticed patterns in the ancient software’s programming, he could do this, it may take him days but he could do it, and it would be fucking wor… At this thought, a tiny avatar of an Angry Marine with a crude troll face wandered onto the display, grasped Shitforbrains character by the throat and began to repeatedly kick him in the balls, tiny pixels of blood erupting from the avatar until, in a violent and bloody coughing fit, he coughed up his own testicles. At this, the screen flashed “GAME OVER COCKSUCKER!!!” and went back to the start screen.&lt;br /&gt;
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For a full minute, Shitforbrains simply starred at the screen, his mouth slightly open, while, out of the corner of his eye, the two Angry Chaplains watched him. What was he supposed to do? The game was impossible, the cunts had modified it to be even more impossible than it already was. At the thought, Shitforbrains slowly raised his gaze to the two Chaplains. “Those cunts,” he thought “they had done this, they were doing this for their own entertainment, they were fUCKing  pLAYing WITh Him! WeLL NO FUCKing MoRE!! NO FUCKING MORE!!!” And at that moment, as finally his thoughts played out in his mind in caps locks, Shitforbrains realised that that had been the test all along, but that thought was but a fleeting one, drowned out by his scream of “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!” as he ripped the monitor before him off its adamantium housing, and (using his chair as a springboard) leapt into the air towards the two Chaplains to smash the accursed computer onto their skulls.&lt;br /&gt;
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At the sudden release of rage the remaining seven initiates mental damns also broke, and they too began screaming and cursing in caps lock and exclamation marks at maximum setting, ripping up their tables to swing around at any moving target, even themselves, anything to express the hours of pent up fury which had grown to explosive levels inside themselves. As if by predetermined signal (in reality its more  that battle brothers will hang around final initiations because they know that they’re always a good source of fights) all the doors to the test room exploded open and a tide of Angry Marines raged inwards, wielding any weapon they could carry, until the small space was a swell of swearing and fighting marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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Several hours later, the eight initiates were dragged, bruised, broken and swearing before the Chapter Master, Temperus Maximus, who simply glared down at the initiates, the Codex Angry Marines clasped under one giant, armoured arm. “YOU!!!” bellowed Maximus at Shitforbrains as he struggled to his feet on one broken leg, news about him being the first initiate to snap must have travelled “WHAT IS YOUR NAME YOU PIECE OF SHIT?!!!” Grimacing at the pain in his leg, the young initiate bellowed his response “SHITFORBRAINS YOU SHIT HEAD!!! YOU’D BETTER NOT BE THE CUNT WHO PROGRAMMED THAT GAME OTHERWISE I’LL SHOVE A CARNIFEX DOWN YOUR FUCKING THROAT!!!” The Chapter Master gave the smallest of smiles at this before responding “SHUT UP YOU WHINNING PRICK!!! NOW ALL OF YOU HAVE SHOWN THAT YOU’RE A BUNCH OF ANGRY BASTARDS, AND AS THE CHAPTER MASTER I…” pausing to think for a moment before continuing “AH FUCK IT YOUR ANGRY MARINES NOW!!! WELCOME TO THE BRAWL!!!” and with snarling, broken grins on their faces, Shitforbrains and the other new Angry Marines replied in kind.&lt;br /&gt;
“ALWAYS ANGRY!!! ALL THE TIME!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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And at that, the eight initiates charged the Chapter Master, who welcomed the fight with open arms, and as Shitforbrains saw the Codex Angry Marines being swung towards him, in the moments before he was knocked unconscious, he realised that he was finally happy, for the first time in his life. “ITS FUCKING GOOD TO BE AN ANGRY MARINE!!!” he thought before the bliss of unconsciousness took him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thought for the day: Happiness is a... &#039;&#039;&#039;THUMP&#039;&#039;&#039; STOP TALKING AND JUST HIT THE FUCKERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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== Tyranids V Millennials V Angry Titans: A fucking novella, or something ==&lt;br /&gt;
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The Imperial world of Illis, located within the solar system Illis, within the Illis sub-sector (just in case there was any uncertainty about where rescuing Space Marines might have to go one day), was facing its destruction again. A shadow was cast across the Warp. Psykers began to go insane, raving about monsters and vast gulfs of time and space. Heathens on the planet thought their minor Chaos deity, Lord Cthulhu, was about to wake. The truth was much scarier: Hive Fleet Amemasu was coming, and it was hungry, and Planet Illis was going to be the main course. &lt;br /&gt;
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Worse news was to come. A previously small and ignored cult calling itself the Millennial Falcons had been on some kind of recruitment drive and had taken over more than half the planet. This wasn&#039;t a Chaos cult, they weren&#039;t being ruled by xenos puppeteers, they were just a bunch of morons who&#039;d never had to strive or suffer and were trying to make damn sure they never did. Why should they, when there were trillions of other Imperial citizens to do it for them? And yet, here was a request from the authorities to take up arms in defence of their world – to put their precious selves in harm&#039;s way.&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of building defences or learning how to use a lasgun (since they felt that they didn&#039;t have to obey the fucking Planetary Governor), the Millennial Falcons sent a strongly-worded missive of protest to the Emperor himself, believing that He would put His battle against the Chaos Powers on hold and sort the Millenials&#039; shit out for them, because They Had Rights [TM]. When the Emperor did not magically solve all their problems, probably because He thought they were a bunch of lazy cunts, the Millennial Falcons turned completely against the Imperium; after all, this is how atheists have been created throughout human history. Heretical faggotry spread, and spread, and spread.&lt;br /&gt;
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Governor Mellitus remained loyal to the Throne. He wished to send a message through to the wider Imperium outlining his world&#039;s situation and pleading for help. The astropaths told him to send it him-fucking-self, they would no longer be discriminated against by being the only humans who sent psychic messages these days (ignoring the fact that they were the only humans who could). So Mellitus used a cogitator of considerable power, battling through the constant pop-ups and directories full of lascivious images that had begun to choke his planet&#039;s data-net thanks to the Millennials. &lt;br /&gt;
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Days passed without response. The Hive Fleet drew nearer. Rebellion flared. The outlook was grim. Then, at last, they received a reply.&lt;br /&gt;
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++ REINFORCEMENTS SANCTIONED ++&lt;br /&gt;
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++ DEPLOYING THE ANGRY MARINES ++&lt;br /&gt;
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===Fucking Warp Travel===&lt;br /&gt;
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The Angry Marines strike cruiser Cackumbabo roared through space at maximum realdrive. Its machine spirit was too pissed off to allow the Techmarines to engage its warp engine; fuck that Chaos crap, Cackumbabo was going into battle the old-fashioned way, even if it took 2000 years.&lt;br /&gt;
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“COME ON YOU FUCKING LUMP OF WORTHLESS ORKSHIT!” roared Captain Twatsplasher, whacking the sacred warp engine with his power-wrench. “WE&#039;VE GOT FACESTO RAPE!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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“DON&#039;T FUCKING DO THAT, MY LORD!” cried Brother Terridyne, their chief Techmarine, trying to wrestle the weapon/tool/phallic symbol from Twatsplasher&#039;s white-knuckled grip. “FOR FUCK&#039;S SAKE, WE&#039;LL END UP GETTING BUMMED BY DAEMONS! BALANCE YOUR BLOODY HUMOURS!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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“NO-BOLLOCKS WASTREL!!! IF YOU DON&#039;T GET THIS SHIP INTO THE WARP IN FIVE SECONDS FLAT, I&#039;LL BLAST MYSELF OUT OF THE NEAREST FUCKING AIRLOCK, SWIM BACK TO YOUR HOME PLANET AND BALANCE YOUR WHITESHIELD-SUCKING MUM ON MY RAMROD YOU FAGGOT!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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The techmarine began to unclasp the front of his power-trousers.&lt;br /&gt;
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“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, BITCH?!!” screamed Twatsplasher.&lt;br /&gt;
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“INSTALLING MY SACRED MECHA-PENIS, THAT&#039;S WHAT THE FUCK I&#039;M DOING! I&#039;LL GIVE THIS MECHANICAL CUM-GOBBLER ALL THE THRUST IN THE FUCKING UNIVERSE!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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The ship panicked and threw itself into the warp with a jolt. Terridyne fell into Twatsplasher&#039;s arms.&lt;br /&gt;
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“ISN&#039;T THIS FUCKING ROMANTIC!” the Captain yelled. “ALL FUCKING YIFFERS KNOW THE PENALTY FOR HUGGING A COMMANDING OFFICER!”&lt;br /&gt;
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He turned Terridyne around and delivered the sacred punishment of pulling the Techmarine&#039;s undergarments over his head. If Terridyne suffered a broken neck or choked to death on his own knicker-elastic, that meant he was heathen scum who deserved it. If he lived, then he was redeemed and would have an opportunity to start fixing some shit around here. &lt;br /&gt;
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“TWATSPLASHER TO THE FUCKING CIRCUS ROUSTABOUTS CALLING THEMSELVES 3RD COMPANY,” the Captain voxed while the tech-marine stumbled around, arms flailing. “YOU EXCREMENTAL CUNTS CAN STOP TUGGING YOUR BELL-ENDS AND MEET ME IN THE FUCKING BRIEFING ROOM! WAR IS IMMINENT, BITCHES!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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“YES YOUR FUCKING MAJESTY!” his men responded as they ran to the briefing room, pulling on helms and loading bolters as they ran. Twatsplasher was a singular Company Commander. His men didn&#039;t have to show the reverence he fucking deserved, as he wasn&#039;t some Slaaneshi faggot who lived on praise. Besides, the constant exchange of insults kept him sharp.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Briefing the Pussies from 3rd Company===&lt;br /&gt;
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Thirty Marines assembled. Only thirty, to face fucking shitloads of Nids. The company used to be 100 strong plus some Dreadnoughts and shit, but whatever happened to the others is not in the Angry Marines databank for some reason, and the last time an Inquisitor tried to check it, she was found hanging upside-down from a 600-foot-tall bastion by her undercrackers. The Angry Marines are equal opportunity psychos. &lt;br /&gt;
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Twatsplasher appraised the men. &lt;br /&gt;
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“SEEMS THESE &#039;MILLENNIAL FALCONS&#039; ARE FAGGOTS, CONTAMINATING OTHERS WITH SAID FAGGOTRY, WHILE EATING LENTILS AND TOUCHING EACH OTHERS&#039; FUCKING BUMS! IT&#039;S BECOME A WORLD OF SELF-RIGHTEOUS THUNDERCUNTS ABOUT TO GET CHEWED!”&lt;br /&gt;
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“LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT, SIR,” Sergeant Dammiel said. “THEY&#039;VE GOT 35 MILLION PDF WANKERS FACING OFF AGAINST A HIVE FLEET AND THEY&#039;RE SENDING BLOODY  COMPLAINTS TO THE EMPEROR AND EXPECTING US TO FUCKING DIE FOR THEM?!”&lt;br /&gt;
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“THAT&#039;S ABOUT THE SIZE OF IT, CUNTYBAWS! IT&#039;S A CLUSTERFUCK OF GRIMDARK PROPORTIONS, TOO MANY LAZY WANKERS ABOUT THESE DAYS!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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“DICK-EATING FURFAGGOTS!!!!!” yelled Brother Hammerhead. He was in a fine fury. Spittle flew from his vox-grille. “I&#039;LL KICK THEIR BOLLOCKS UP INTO THEIR THROAT!” &lt;br /&gt;
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Terridyne the Techmarine had recovered from his wedgie, exhibiting only a slightly shocked look and a yellow smudge on his head. &lt;br /&gt;
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“MY FUCKING LORD,” he said. “I WOULD NEVER GAINSAY YOU, FOR WE HAVE SERVED TOGETHER THROUGH MANY PERILS, BUT YOU MUST HAVE WRITTEN OUR BATTLE-PLAN WITH YOUR FUCKING COCK OUT! HOW IN THE NAME OF CALGAR&#039;S CRACK DO WE STOP A SODDING HIVE FLEET WITHOUT THOSE PDF WANK-BISCUITS COVERING US?!” &lt;br /&gt;
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Twatsplasher headbutted him with the force of planets colliding.&lt;br /&gt;
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“LIKE THAT, CYBER-EMO, HOW DO YOU FUCKING THINK!!!” &lt;br /&gt;
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“BUT THIS IS BOLLOCKS, BROTHER-CAPTAIN!” said Dammiel. “WHY ARE THOSE INBRED COCKS ALLOWED TO SIT ON THEIR ARSES? IT&#039;S FUCKING TREASON!!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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“THEY&#039;RE NOT FUCKING ALLOWED, YOU WASTE OF SPUNK! AS SOON AS WE&#039;VE RIPPED THE BOLLOCKS OFF HIVE FLEET AMEMASU, WE&#039;RE GOING AFTER THE MILLENNIAL FAGGOTS, AND MAKING SURE THE PUSSY GOVERNOR IS REPLACED BY SOME BASTARD WITH A FUCKING SPINE!”&lt;br /&gt;
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He looked to his men. The briefing had lasted over three minutes, surely a Chapter record, and they were ready to rip each other to pieces in frustration. &lt;br /&gt;
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“WE&#039;VE GOT A FUCKING TASK AHEAD!!!” said Twatsplasher. “BUT WHO ARE WE???”&lt;br /&gt;
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“THE ANGRY MARINES!” the men replied.&lt;br /&gt;
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“ALWAYS ANGRY!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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“ALL THE TIME!!!” his men roared in one voice. &lt;br /&gt;
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Captain Twatsplasher might have been a horrible cunt, but he was also noble:&lt;br /&gt;
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“REMEMBER YOU FUCKING BUNCH OF PRATS! BETWEEN US, THE TYRANIDS AND THESE MILLENNIAL TOSSERS, THERE ARE SIXTEEN BILLION CIVILIANS WHO DON&#039;T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK&#039;S GOING ON! LAST ONE IN THE DROP POD&#039;S A FUCKING ULTRAMARINE!”&lt;br /&gt;
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===Making a Fucking Entrance===&lt;br /&gt;
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The Angry Marines didn&#039;t have to worry about the Shadow in the Warp as that only deterred pussies. Cackumbabo exploded into the Illis system with a sound like Slaanesh&#039;s whip cracking across Khorne&#039;s buttocks. This is not to imply the Angry Marines and their serfs have anything to do with Chaos, it&#039;s just what was going on in the warp at that moment. &lt;br /&gt;
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One Astartes vessel faced off against the incoming swarm of bio-ships. Red and yellow stood against star-bleached purple, scowling faces against faceless maws, human courage against implacable hunger. The Astartes vessel surged forward. Its course took it close to the planet, so close in fact that it nearly fucking landed at one point, and spat drop-pods at the surface. Then the Cackumbabo rocketed into the mass of Nid ships, blazing firepower in every direction, only to be seen again one hour later when its warp engines detonated and dragged a hundred bio-ships to hell. One last FUCK YOU from the Emperor&#039;s finest.&lt;br /&gt;
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Twatsplasher, Terridyne and the chaps landed directly on top of a vanguard swarm that was trying to eat a city. Roaring, frothing Space Marines emerged, screaming an endless “FUUUUUUUUUUUU-” and blizzarding fire into the hurricane of Gaunts, Gargoyles, Stealers and Lictors, creating their own fucked-up biosphere of destroyed bodies. The 3rd Company despised guns as much as the rest of their Chapter but when you were up against a fucking Hive Fleet on your own, you want some bullets for when the enemy is out of headbutting range. Despite applying such tactical prudence they ran out of bolter ammo almost straight away. Wrenches, steel bars, chainswords, foreheads, fists and believe it or not elbows did most of the killing. Twatsplasher was at 160 kills in the first two minutes. The rest of his men thinned the alien herd until only a few traumatised Hormagaunts remained. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“-UUUUUK YOUUUUU!” the war cry ended. The battle was over but the war was only just kicking off. Thousands upon thousands more Nids were coming. Some of them were big bastards too. The Angry Marines formed a circle, pissed off beyond mortal measure that the Emperor&#039;s enemies had been allowed to defile this world, and realising that they were now trapped as three additional swarms closed in around them. Smoke and clouds of spores swirled in the air. The sun was almost eclipsed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“THIS IS IT YOU INBRED AMATEURS!” roared Twatsplasher. “IF THEY OVERRUN US HERE, WE&#039;RE THE CUNTS WHO DOOMED THIS SHITHOLE AND LOST A BLOODY GOOD SHIP IN SO DOING! WE HOLD!!! FIRST ONE TO DIE SUCKS ELDAR KNOBS!!!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Get your heads down, Astartes!” a human male said across the vox. He sounded in considerable pain. “This... is going... to be close.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Missiles the size of Land Raiders screamed through the air towards them, coming out of the smoke clouds. Explosion after explosion swept across the land. Buildings collapsed, dust and flames flew, two whole Tyranid swarms were reduced to purple smears. The survivors fell back to find more Synapse creatures or whatever those xenos pricks did when they&#039;d fucking lost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“BASTARD!” Twatsplasher roared. Shockwaves had thrown him over backwards and he had to pull his head out of a Mawlock&#039;s arsehole with a loud pop. “IF THERE WERE CIVILIANS IN THOSE BUILDINGS YOU&#039;RE GOING UNDER LIKE NECROMUNDA YOU ANONYMOUS FUCK-GRUBBER!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Your gratitude... lightens... my soul,” the human panted. “This city was... abandoned.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The smoke began to thin. Twatsplasher saw their rescuer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“DORN&#039;S DICK!” he whispered at 90 decibels.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The smoke drew back to reveal a Warlord Titan, Beetleback-class. Its legs were scratched and acid-scarred. Void shields flared as if the crew were having trouble keeping them up. A multiple rocket launcher mounted on its carapace belched burning gunpowder; the other carapace gun was some kind of giant assault cannon. Its right hand was a power fist painted with black and yellow stripes that seemed dangerously close to traitor colours, and its left was some kind of shitty short-ranged laser thing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“AT LEAST SOMEONE IN THIS FUCKING DUMP&#039;S GOT THE BALLS TO FIGHT!” said Brother Hammerhead. The other rank-and-file Marines agreed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!” Twatsplasher voxed to the Titan&#039;s crew.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I am... Princeps Abnettius,” the Titan&#039;s controller replied. “I regret that I am... mortally wounded... There are survivors making... a last stand. They need... your help.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“WELL WE&#039;RE NOT HERE TO ENJOY THE FUCKING WEATHER!” roared Twatsplasher. “LEAD THE WAY PRINCEPS PANTSHITTER!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I know... something of your... abilities,” Abnettius panted. “I cannot... make it. Perhaps you... could take... my place. My senior crew... have gone to join... the Emperor. I cannot control it... much longer.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“ACKNOWLEDGED, BITCH!” Twatsplasher said without fear. “OPEN UP, WE&#039;RE FUCKING EMBARKING! TERRIDYNE, DAMMIEL, HAMMERHEAD, WOGAN, I REQUEST THE FUCKING MISERY OF YOUR COMPANY – THE REST OF YOU TESTICULAR POLYPS FOLLOW ON FOOT AND STAY OUT OF THE FUCKING WAY, I&#039;M IN THE MOOD TO STOMP SOME FAGGOTS!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Abnettius opened a secret hatch in the Warlord&#039;s left leg and the Angry Marines ascended. The spiral staircase was narrow and sized for humans; it wobbled dangerously under the combined weight of the five rage-infused bastards clambering up it. The Titan was tall and the Marines had to spend at least two minutes staring at the sculpted bum-cheeks of the Brothers in front until they reached the Warlord&#039;s head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Princeps Abnettius didn&#039;t look wounded. He must have suffered some neural feedback shit that nobody understood. He peered vaguely at the Astartes, blinking, unfocused.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Thank the Emperor...” Abnettius whispered. “You possess the ability... to learn quickly... from others?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“YOU BET YOUR BLANK-FIRING BOLLOCKS WE DO,” said Twatsplasher, “BUT I DON&#039;T THINK YOU&#039;LL LIKE HOW IT FUCKING WORKS!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I care not... just do it... save those people... end the xenos.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“YOU FUCKING ASKED FOR IT,” Twatsplasher warned. He broke the Princep&#039;s head open with a tap of his power-wrench as if it were some kind of egg and ate his brains.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===How To Work a Motherfucking Titan===&lt;br /&gt;
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It took ten minutes for the Angry Marines to get ready. This involved Twatsplasher&#039;s men clambering into the gun positions with much swearing and grunting, then eating the brains of the dead crew they were replacing so they knew how to cover their positions, and reverentially chucking the bodies out of exhaust chutes. A number of lesser crew, human and servitor, remained alive, manning secondary systems. None of them were happy with recent events but followed orders to sit in their chairs and press some fucking buttons or something. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Angry Marines then did something that would surprise most people: they said a prayer to recognise the Titan crew&#039;s heroism. Unfortunately Angry Marine prayers cannot be printed here as they make people go blind. Twatsplasher might be an outright wanker but he was the most pious man in the galaxy and his like may never be seen again (hopefully). “YOU GROT-FONDLING DIPSHITS CAN&#039;T HANDLE THIS LEVEL OF FUCKING PIETY!” the Captain had roared a few years ago as he chased the Chaplains around, whacking them over the head with his self-made prayer book, entitled &amp;quot;KILL ALL XENOS FOR THE EMPRAH&amp;quot;. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There was some debate about who should replace Princeps Abnettius. Only Terridyne had sockets for direct neural interface.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SIR, I&#039;M THE FUCKING TECHMARINE,” he voxed. “I&#039;M THE ONLY ONE CAN COMMAND THE BASTARD THING!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“WHICH TWAT MADE YOU THE NEW PRIMARCH? MAN THE LAUNCHER YOU WHINGING TOSSER, I CAN HANDLE THIS CRAP!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“WITH ALL FUCKING RESPECT, THAT&#039;S BOLLOCKS, MY LORD! HOW ARE YOU GONNA GET THIS PIECE OF SHIT MOVING WHEN YOU CAN&#039;T EVEN PLUG YOUR ARSE INTO IT FOR FUCK&#039;S SAKE? YOU NEED MORE THAN A FRIGGING JOYSTICK AND SHITTY BREATH TO COMMAND A FUCKING TITAN!!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I KNOW WHAT I&#039;M FUCKING DOING YOU BRONIE WANKER!!!!” roared the Captain with superior rage. “YOUR PROTESTS ARE SNOT SHOVELLED INTO MY FUCKING EARS SO SHUT YOUR GROT-LICKING GOB BEFORE I COME OVER THERE AND INTERFACE MY DICK WITH YOUR EYE-SOCKETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!11one”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Titan&#039;s human crew were shocked to hear this exchange. They weren&#039;t on the Angry Marine vox-net, they could literally hear the Marines yelling at each each other through hundreds of tons of ceramite. The humans had no idea that the Angry Marines 3rd Company “enjoyed” a brotherhood forged in fire, or that Twatsplasher encouraged “debate” as a middle finger to that Codex Astartes bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Captain might not have had neural implants but he did have something: mastery of his absolute fucking RAGE. His emotional control was so good he only spent 97% of the time in a state of frenzy, although if anyone made the mistake of raising this delicate matter, he broke their spines and made them eat their own bollocks, not always in that order. The Captain summoned all the rage his genhanced body could handle, then he summoned some more, and he roared with righteous fury as the rage moulded into a mental spear jabbed straight into the Titan&#039;s heart. The god-machine was too terrified to deny such a man and bent instantly to his will.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“THERE&#039;S YOUR ANSWER, BITCH!” Twatsplasher said. “I WASN&#039;T MADE CAPTAIN FOR SUCKING THE FUCKING CHAPTER MASTER!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Titan jerked forward then stumbled, and fell sideways, landing on some buildings and knocking them down. Its Angry Marine crew cried out in rage and confusion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“FEELS LIKE A FUCKING HIPPO&#039;S SITTING ON MY DAMN FACE!” Hammerhead raged. His weapon, the power fist, was the only thing preventing the Titan from completely capsizing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“TRY NOT TO FUCKING FACEPLANT THE EPIC GOD-MACHINE YOU BLOODY ORK!” said Terridyne. “FRIGGING TOLD YOU I SHOULD BE DRIVING!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“FUCKING KNOBSACKS!!!” roared the Captain. “THIS IS HARDER THAN MY ADAMANTIUM COCK!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He concentrated on his rage, held onto it, made it flow, and the Titan clambered back to its feet. It swung around, instinctively knowing which way to go, which was pretty fucking excellent since the Angry Marines didn&#039;t. It stomped forwards with a swaying gait as if it had shat its pants. Over the internal vox Twatsplasher addressed his men:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“STAY AWAKE YOU USELESS CUNTS, WE&#039;RE ABOUT TO ENGAGE THE FUCKING FOE! TERRIDYNE, IF THAT MISSILE LAUNCHER ISN&#039;T LOADED BY THE TIME WE SEE PURPLE, THERE WON&#039;T BE A TAPE MEASURE WIDE ENOUGH TO MEASURE YOUR FUCKING RING! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“WOGAN, GET THAT FANNY-FACED WRECKING BALL YOU CALL A HEAD OUT OF TERRIDYNE&#039;S ARSE AND WARM THAT LASER BURNER OR I&#039;LL USE IT TO CUT YOUR BLOODY KNOB OFF! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“HAMMERHEAD, UNTIL WE GET TOE-TO-TOE YOU&#039;RE GOING TO BE AS FUCKING WORTHLESS AS EVER. I WANT THAT POWER FIST READY TO RIP AND TEAR OR I&#039;LL SLAP YOUR MISERABLE FEATURES ROUND THE BACK OF THAT CORN-STUDDED TURD ON TOP OF YOUR NECK! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“DAMMIEL, IF THAT ASSAULT CANNON STOPS FIRING FOR ONE MICROSECOND I&#039;LL DIP YOU IN SHIT AND FIRE YOU FROM THE FRIGGING MISSILE LAUNCHER!!! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!”  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This might have been the worst pep-talk in history but these weren&#039;t mere faggots, they were the fucking ANGRY MARINES, the biggest and meanest bastards in the Emperor&#039;s realm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“ALWAYS ANGRY!” Twatsplasher yelled.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“ALL THE TIME!” replied the men.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The cry was echoed by the remnants of 3rd Company milling around behind them. Twatsplasher couldn&#039;t be arsed to learn how the vox worked, and he was broadcasting everything from external speakers. The Titan, whose name they didn&#039;t even know (or care about, to be honest), stumbled into the smoke, trailing a wake of yellow-armoured psychos. Vengeance had never looked so terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Eat It, Motherfuckers===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Titan strode across a blasted landscape. Burned out tanks and personnel carriers were strewn around, but there were no bodies of either man or xenos; they&#039;d all been devoured, or dragged back to digestion pools. Speaking of which, the Titan passed dozens of rippling red pools which it cauterised with its laser burner, and kicked over a dozen strange growths that resembled hundred-foot-tall claws. Lightning struck their void shields due to a combination of dust in the atmosphere creating static, and the planet&#039;s biosphere being damaged somehow. Twatsplasher ended up ordering his crew to conserve ammo where possible until bigger, slower targets appeared, and let the fucking grunts outside deal with the scattered swarms of hunter-killers they encountered. The little bastards moved too fast for Terridyne and Dammiel to hit – Dammiel had already sent two thousand shells screaming over the horizon, the retarded fuck-cunt, claiming that Twatsplasher&#039;s odd way of walking the Titan was throwing off his aim.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Where were the armies, the carpets of Rippers, the Bio-Titans? Didn&#039;t the fucking Nids care that the Emperor&#039;s most crazed servants had turned up? Twatsplasher might have been the ugliest human being currently deployed on Illis, but he wasn&#039;t thick. Either the Nids were up to something, or the human resistance was surrounded. It turned out to be the latter.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Resistance remained in a single location. All human survivors had pulled back behind a mountain range which had been turned into an epic curtain wall. It was ablaze from end to end. Those Tyranid cunts could set fire to fucking rock, it was actually awesome, if you think the achievements of xenos scum have merit. Thousands of PDF troopers, and Guardsmen who had been stranded here by the Shadow in the Warp, still manned gun emplacements built into the wall, blazing away at an enemy even the Titan was not tall enough to see. A door made of solid adamantium was in the centre of the wall; dozens of tank companies assembled behind it, waiting for the xenos to break through, as there was now no chance of them sallying forth – the world was almost lost. This was a last stand, the enemy were at the final gate and the humans were about to get butt-fucked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“BROTHER-CAPTAIN,” voxed Terridyne, “WE ARE APPOROACHING THE MOTHERFUCKING FRONT LINE!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I&#039;M NOT FUCKING BLIND YOU BALD TWAT! TIME TO SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF EVERY COCKGOBBLER IN RANGE!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hundreds of human soldiers turned in shock and fear and, increasingly, in hope, as they heard salvation screaming abuse at them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“THIS IS CAPTAIN FUCKTIOUS TWATSPLASHER OF THE IMPERIAL ANGRY MARINES! GET OFF THE WALLS, COCKSICKLES, THE FUCKING 3RD COMPANY&#039;S COMING THROUGH!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Soldiers spilled down stairways and roped down walls. A Mechanicus contingent started trying to open the main doors, but doors are for whiteshields: Twatsplasher walked his rage-powered god-machine straight through the mountain as if it wasn&#039;t there. Rock, metal, gun emplacements with glowing barrels, all came down around the Titan. Dust ran like water from its flanks. A great cloud of smoke and dust flew up to join the shit already in the atmosphere. And still the Titan kept on going, towards the hordes of alien monsters heading for man&#039;s last bastion on this world.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was fucking hammertime.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Tyranids swarmed in their millions. Little purple fucks milled between the hooves of giant leader-beasts. The sky was full of flying vermin. Those Nids on the ground were led by a Dominatrix, a bio-titan that all other bio-titans tug themselves off about. It walked on four clawed legs, body bowed beneath the weight of a bio-cannon that was nearly as big as a Reaver Titan. The creature had a long neck ending in a head that was all teeth and blade-vanes. It peered into the dust-cloud, trying to see what last threat the humans had sent against it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A Warlord Titan emerged, right arm raised, power fist displaying a blazing middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“THEY WILL NOT CON-FUCKING-TROL US, WE WILL BE FUCKING VICTORIOUS!!!” Twatsplasher&#039;s atonal bellow came from its speakers. And then: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“THE HOUR IS FUCKING NIGH, XENOS!!!!!” &lt;br /&gt;
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*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“ACCELERATING TO A FUCKING LUMBER,” the Captain told his crew. “PREPARE TO RAPE FACE YOU WANKERS!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Dominatrix reared up and gave vent to a scream that sounded like tearing metal. It began to charge towards them, not even bothering to use its cannon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“CAPTAIN TWATFACE HAS HIS USUAL EFFECT ON WOMEN!” said Wogan. “HERE SHE FUCKING COMES!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“FUCKING SHOOT HER THEN!” answered Terridyne. He opened up with the missile launcher. All his shots were turned aside by a field of purple force which flickered around the Dominatrix.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“GET ME CLOSER,” Hammerhead raged. “FUCKING PANSY-ARSED TWATS PISSING AROUND! LET ME GIVE HER THE ASTARTES KISS! I&#039;D LIKE TO SEE HER FUCKING BLOCK THAT!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dammiel&#039;s assault cannon was as loose and wild as a hosepipe dropped by incompetent fire-servitors. Not a single round was on target despite the Dominatrix&#039;s ginormous bulk. It was like watching the retarded Godzilla film from 1998.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“BROTHER DAMMIEL,” said Twatsplasher, “YOU MUST BE THE MOST USELESS CUNT SINCE THE ANCIENT SCRIBE C.S. GOTO! WHEN I SAID FIRE THE ASSAULT CANNON, I MEANT AT THE FUCKING NIDS!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“WITH DUE REVERENCE, I CAN&#039;T HIT JACK SHIT WITH YOU WOBBLING LIKE A FUCKING 2ND MILLENNIUM KONG TOY! HOLD THIS BITCH STEADY!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Twatsplasher growled with the frustration of trying to make thousands of tons of metal and pistons run like a man. Wogan laughed in the exultation of near-death, watching on his scanner screen as the xenos queen came closer. She was going to fucking knock them over. The Titan&#039;s gyro-stabilisers were already struggling under the Captain&#039;s amateurish efforts, but now they could feel the ground shaking as the Dominatrix stomped towards them. Wogan watched as more missiles sailed into her defensive field. She was virtually in range of the laser burner. Would it do any good?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“IT&#039;S FUCKING CHEATING TO HAVE VOID SHIELDS ON TOP OF ALL THE OTHER SHIT SHE&#039;S GOT,” Hammerhead said without irony. “I&#039;LL RIP HER ANOTHER FANNY!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“BRACE FOR IMPACT, FUCKTARDS!!!!!” Twatsplasher roared.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Several things happened almost simultaneously. Dammiel finally hit the target, making confetti out of the Tyranid&#039;s bio-cannon; the Dominatrix pounced into the Titan&#039;s arms like a lost canid returning to its owner, bursting through the Warlord&#039;s void shields from sheer thundering bulk; the two lords of destruction fell backwards and began to wrestle; Hammerhead shat his pants from excitement as he repeatedly punched the Nid in its flank; lights went on and off throughout the Titan&#039;s structure; human crew members screamed with terror; the Titan&#039;s armour screamed also as it began to buckle beneath the Nid queen&#039;s weight. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Twatsplasher jerked his head left and right as he tried to avoid the Dominatrix biting the Titan&#039;s face off. Wogan finally had something to contribute. He fired up his laser burner and shredded through tons of flesh and chitin. Ropes of intenstines and gallons of acid blood poured out, shorting his weapon&#039;s electronics; one of the human crew reported that the weapon was self-cleansing and should be back online in thirty seconds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hammerhead gave them the necessary time. He slapped the Nid&#039;s face left, then right, then fucking chinned her with a straight punch. One of the Nid&#039;s claws closed around the power fist and wrenched it free, casting it away and killing the valiant Astarte with the shock of neural feedback.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Twatsplasher somehow managed to headbutt the distracted Tyranid. She lurched backwards; the Titan was able to sit up through some miraculous act of gymnastic skill, only for the Dominatrix to roar in its face. Her neck snaked backwards; she was going to lunge forward and bite the Titan&#039;s head off.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wogan&#039;s laser burner came back online. &lt;br /&gt;
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“FOR THE FUCKING EMPEROR!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He swept the weapon across the Tyranid&#039;s neck, severing its head. The Dominatrix fell sideways and died with a series of explosive farts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was a victory that went beyond stunning: every surviving crew member felt like the luckiest fucker in the galaxy. Yet though the Tyranid swarms reeled for a moment, there must have been a good number of leader-beasts still left, and they closed around the wounded Titan – to be repulsed by thousands of las shots, heavy-calibre gunfire and explosive tank rounds. Twatsplasher tried to turn. The Titan&#039;s peripheral sensors picked up hundreds of metallic signatures and thousands of human bio-signs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Twelve Angry Marines were still alive, riding on top of PDF Chimeras, chucking rocks, grenades and in at least one case, each other at the aliens. A vast crescent of tanks and personnel carriers followed, with waves of human infantry bringing up the rear on foot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“READY TO FINALLY FUCKING HIT SOMETHING, TOSSERS?” Twatsplasher yelled at his crew.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“FUCK YEAH SIR!” replied Terridyne and Dammiel. They opened up. Dammiel brought down clusters of Gargoyles and other flying fucks. Terridyne&#039;s remaining missiles blew holes in the Tyranid swarm. It was too much even for the homicidal xenos shit-eaters. They turned and ran, but the Emperor&#039;s mercy is great, and every last critter was put out of its misery.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“NOW THAT IS HOW THE FUCK YOU STOP A HIVE-FLEET,” said Twatsplasher before neural damage from the titan&#039;s damaged systems finally killed him.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“WHERE THE FUCK&#039;S CAPTAIN TWAT-KNUCKLE?” said Brother-Captain Wankel.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The surviving members of 3rd Company stood to attention. They were all torn, battered, filth-covered, but stood proudly before the 2nd Company&#039;s commander.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“SIR, HE&#039;S FUCKING DEAD, SIR!” said Terridyne. “ALONG WITH MOST OF THE OTHER FUCKING SODS!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“HOW FUCKING UNFORTUNATE!” Wankel said with as much empathy as any Angry Marine can be arsed to have. “GET YOUR FUCKING ARMOUR FIXED, ABADDON&#039;S AT IT AGAIN, THE GERIATRIC, DRIED-UP, SMELLS-LIKE-OLD-MILK PUSSY! WE SHIP OUT IN SIX POINT THREE MINUTES!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
3rd Company ran headlong for the artificers, wondering how long point three of a minute was.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Please, sir,” the Planetary Governor begged, “I have learned the error of my weakness. Release me?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“FIFTEEN MORE MINUTES, BITCH!!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Governor Mellitus wept. Wankel&#039;s boot was pretty far up his arse and had been for the last half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wankel surveyed the devastation around them. Weeping civilians were thanking Angry Marines and human soldiers; Mechanicus recovery vehicles were hoisting burned-out tanks; shell-shocked Munitorium adepts were wandering round, wondering how the fuck they were going to organise this lot. Piles of Tyranid bodies were being burned. Alongside them were equally-sized piles of Millennial faggots, mostly still alive, each of them with their underpants pulled over their heads. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“LIGHT THE FIRES, COCKSUCKERS,” Wankel said to the Inquisitors who&#039;d been called to root out all traces of Millennial Falcon heresy. “I WANT TO SMELL ROAST HEATHEN!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And that&#039;s how the Angry Marines conduct a fucking campaign. I, Addius Letch, have been your scribe; now fuck off because all this righteousness is giving me a hard-on.&lt;br /&gt;
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+++++++&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thought for the day: Thought begets heresy. Heresy begets the fucking Angry Marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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+++++++&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==The Angry Marine Hall of Awesome Deaths/THE FUCKAWESOME WALL OF DEATH!!!==&lt;br /&gt;
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During the mid to late 30th millennium it was felt by the Angry Marines that there should be a special way to commemorate their most awesome dead. Angry Marine’s already commemorated their dead via any number of ways, anything from getting blind drunk, to inscribing the fallen’s name on the testicles of a chaos space marine, to something really insane like simply spending five minutes of time they could be using to punch something to instead contemplate the achievements of the dead marine.&lt;br /&gt;
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But after millennia of Angry Marines finding the most spectacular of ways to die (usually taking their foes with them) it was decided to set aside an entire  corridor (admittedly a ten metre high and hundreds of metres long) whereupon the name, means of death and last words of the mostly awesomely fallen marines would be graffitied upon. The list below however, is incomplete as there are still historic deaths yet to be commemorated with yellow spray paint, deaths so ancient that only the silencers know of their occurrence. This fact further complicates the updating of THE FUCKAWESOME WALL OF DEATH!!! as no angry marine can bear sitting down with a silencer to unearth such mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Battle Brother Fuck Sore&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died from organ failure brought on by radiation poisoning from using a lump of plutonium on the end of a 2x4 to beat Eldar to death.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last words: “LOOK, I’VE GROWN ANOTHER FUCKING ARM TO BEAT SHIT WITH!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Battle Brother Wang Cheese&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died from drinking the blood of a Hive Tyrant after ripping its throat open.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last words: Unknown, as the acidic blood had destroyed his voice box before he could say anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Battle Brothers Twice Shat On and Wife Beater Beater&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died simultaneously during a pizza eating competition when their stomachs erupted from being filled with a tonne or so of compacted pizza.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words (Wife Beater Beater): “EAT PIZZA AND DIE MOTHERFUCKER!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Servitor D277-89 (SHIT CLEANER)&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died from infections brought on my using it’s internal machinery to compact collected waste to fire at a boarding party of chaos space marines.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words (translated from binary): “Who cleaneth up the shit now?!”&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Private Guant Bait&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died from wounds sustained fighting of ten bloodletters using only a lasgun and bayonet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words: “Affix bayonets bitches!”&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Battle Brother Cunt Brained&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died from wounds inflicted by a tau plasma rifle. Cunt Brained ran a mile under constant plasma fire by the tau wielding the weapon to then beat them over the head with said weapon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last words: “WHERE’S THAT COVER CAMPING TWAT?!!! I’ll SHOVE HIS GUN UP HIS FUCKING ARSE!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Captain World Defiler&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died while doing the chainsword swallowing trick (upon death he had three down his throat). His death occurred when he could not suppress a sneeze, resulting in the complete mulching of his insides.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words: “I BET YOU I CAN SWALLOW SIX OF THE FUCKING THINGS!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Techmarine Binary Bitch&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died while experimenting how much dakka an marine could use at once. He had managed to rig up a suit of terminator armour with:&lt;br /&gt;
*Four Storm Bolters (two on each arm).&lt;br /&gt;
*Two Assault Cannons (one on each arm).&lt;br /&gt;
*Six Flamers (two on each leg and two on his back).&lt;br /&gt;
*Two missile racks (as opposed to the usual one).&lt;br /&gt;
*One Hurricane Bolter (chest mounted).&lt;br /&gt;
Unfortunately for Binary Bitch, he did not take into account the immense amount of recoil all the guns would produce, and while the terminator armour was enough to hold all the guns in place (admittedly only after locking up the joints) the recoil was enough to pulp the marine after a minute. It was concluded by the other techmarines however that, with better armour, that a single marine could carry twice as much dakka.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words: Unheard of the noise of all the dakka and awesome, but it was agreed by all that they must have been some spectacular last words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Black Brother Captain Turds of Fury&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died from having a bucket of water thrown at him. Although physically unharmed it is believed that black brothers eventually consider themselves constantly on fire, making water psychologically lethal to them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words: “I’M MELTING!!! I’M FUCKING MELTING!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Battle Brother Ballknocker&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died while surfing a Landspeeder down a mountain whilst beating the shit out of an Ork Waagh that was advancing said mountain. He cut through all the Orks, until in a singularly glorious act of defiance, he yanked his Power foot off, and flung it at the Warboss&#039; truck. The resulting explosion knocked Ballknocker off a cliff, and moments before he died he had taken a Nob by the horn and crammed a Bolt pistol down his throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words: &amp;quot;EAT BOLTGUN YOU FAGGY EXCUSE FOR A BITCH!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Sargent Shit Bucket&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died from jumping out of the battle barge MAXIMIUM FUCK while in orbit to smash into a greater demon of Khorne, who was refusing to die until someone came down to the planets surface to fight him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words: Nothing, as Shit Bucket was a terminator captain and this never spoke while he was alive.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Commissar Pleb Organiser&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died from executing a heretical psyker with her bolt pistol. Upon death the psyker opened up a warp rift which allowed a keeper of secrets to enter reality. Pleb Organiser then executes the greater demon while it was still transitioning, but died from multiple orgasms.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words: Incoherent pleased noises and gunshots.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Battle Brother Knife Ears Shitter&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died trying to enter into single combat with a necron lord with only a chainsword. Despite being desperately outmatched Knife Ears Shiiter survived five minutes of combat before having his atoms wrought a sunder, just enough time for an angry marine launcher to get into position and start pounding the necron lord with pissed off battle brothers.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words: “THE BASTARDS STILL USING 7TH EDITION RULES!!! I’M IN WITH A FUCKING CHANCE!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Battle Brother Mister Dakka Man&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died after using all of his Angrytalon Gunship’s ammunition fighting Fighta Bommas and deciding to use his craft to ram the remaining other planes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Words: “DAKKADAKKADAKKA MOTHERFUCKER!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Apothecary “YOUR NOT DYING ON MY FUCKING WATCH!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Died bringing a dreadnought back to life. Upon bringing it back to life the apothecary was immediately punched on reflex by the dreadnought, upon which the apothecary shot the dreadnought to death, also on reflex. Unfortunately for FUCKING WATCH, he had been trained mercilessly to revive his battle brothers, so brought the dreadnought back to life, to only get punched and then shoot the dreadnought. This continued until the poor apothecary was pulped you death by the dreadnoughts claw.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last words “THIS HURTS ME MORE THAN IT FUCKING HURTS YOU!!! (BLAM)”&lt;br /&gt;
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= List of Things the Angry Marines Hate With a Passion =&lt;br /&gt;
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There are very few things that the Angry Marines actually like.  There&#039;s the [[Emprah]], of course, along with [[cats]], Honey Badgers (when said badgers aren’t biting their balls off) and possibly skittles.  Angry Marines are also said to have a predilection for energy drinks, pizza and most anything resembling a [[choppa|cudgel]]. They hate the [[Iron Hands]] slightly less due to their intense self-hate and anger.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, while the Angry Marines may hate pretty much everything else, there are also those things that will cause any regular Angry Marine to fly into an unfathomable berserker rage in mere seconds: &lt;br /&gt;
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*Abaddon - He&#039;s a plot-armoured wanker who simply won&#039;t fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;
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*The [[Eldar]]/[[Dark Eldar]]/[[Elf|Anything related to elves]] - The regular spehss elves are stuck up, plot fucking faggots, the drug-addled spehss elfs are dickish, literal plot fucking faggots, and elves are prissy, plot fucking faggots. Ergo, FUCK THOSE CUNTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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*The [[Tau]] - Weeaboo cock suckers who “JUST KEEP FUCKING RUNNING AWAY FROM MELEE THE FUCKING PUSSIES!!! THAT AND THEY HAVE VAGINAS FOR FOREHEADS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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*The [[Ultramarines]] - They hate the Ultramarines for being a bunch of pompous douchebags / Mary Sues (may also hate the colour blue, which makes sense since blue is said to be a calming color and this is the &amp;quot;Angry Marines&amp;quot; we&#039;re talking about).&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Pretty Marines]]/[[Chaos Pretty Marines]] - They&#039;re a chapter of faggots and the ones who defected to Chaos makes them DOUBLE FAGGOTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Emperor&#039;s Children]] - They&#039;re a chapter of faggots who defected to Chaos and still bear the name of the Emprah. TRIPLE FAGGOTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Furries]] - Daemonspawn of Slaanesh.&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[necron]] - BECAUSE IF I FUCKING TEAR YOU INTO PIECES YOU CAN&#039;T JUST STAND UP AGAIN!!!! &lt;br /&gt;
STAY DEAD, DICKSUCKING SHITFUCKIGN XENO!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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*Anything [[Slaanesh|Slaaneshi]] - Slaanesh is the God of all that is faggotry in the Warhammer 40,000 universe.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Chaos as a whole - CHAOS IS FAKE AND GAY, GET OUT, STOP TALKING, FUCK. YOU.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Going to the planets [[Fenris]] and [[Valhalla]], for no other reason than THEY&#039;RE FUCKING COLD. SON OF A BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Avatar]] - Two and a half hours of furfaggotry in 3D is still two and a half hours of furfaggotry. Besides, furries are Slaaneshi, and Slaanesh is HERESY!&lt;br /&gt;
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*All the Highlander sequels&lt;br /&gt;
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*Battletoads - The original game that the Angry Marines Primarch had with him inside his stasis capsule. Is still unbeaten to this day.&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[EA]] - for being faggoty ass dick suckers that also suck the life out of other games developers. &lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Matthew Ward]] - Self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Grey Knights]]- A bunch of fucking Mary Sues who think they know what REAL hatred of daemons is.&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Reddit]] - Have the nerve to steal all the good memes from 4chan, make them as unfunny as possible, and then shit them all over the rest of the Internet claiming they came up with them in the first place. They&#039;re also EMPRAH-DAMNED EVERYWHERE, THE RETARDED FUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[World Eaters]] - What they try to pass off as &#039;anger&#039; is really just male insecurity in the extreme.&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Primarch|Traitor primarchs]] - CHAOS FAGGOTS like the daemon primarchs who hide from the ANGRY MARINES in the Warp and won&#039;t even show up to get their testicles kicked up between their ears are the worst kind of pansy-ass CHAOSFAGGOTS. &lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Thousand Sons]] - They are CHAOS WORSHIPPERS, worship Tzeentch and THEY ARE FUCKING PSYKERS (which are basically faggots with greater range (but the emprah is a psyker... could it be that you are calling the emperor a long range faggot? well... ARE YOU?!?! I&#039;LL KICK SO HARD IN THE ASS, THAT YOU WILL ORBIT THE SUN IN A FRACTION OF A SECOND. YOU PUSSY ASS CHAOS WORSHIPING FAGGOT). That makes them TRIPLE FAGGOTS,too.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Bad grammar, because IF YOU’RE GOING TO FUCKING SCREAM YOU CAN FUCKING DO IT RIGHT (WHERE IS YOUR PUNCTUATION, YOU ANAL BITING, DONKEY RAPING FUCK-TARD? THERE SHOULD BE A FUCKING COMMA HERE INSTEAD OF THIS INTERJECTION, YOU HYPOCRITICAL ASS!) YOU BASTARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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*Smuckers Uncrustables - You spend twenty years on a voidship, the Skittles ran out seventeen years ago, and all you have is Uncrustables AND I GUARAN-GODDAMN-TEE THAT YOU WOULD WANT TO RAPE YOURSELF WITH A BAND SAW TOO, YOU NURGLE HUMPING FAG!&lt;br /&gt;
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* Facebook - if it isn&#039;t immediately obvious why, then they fucking hate you too. No Angry Marine ever needs to know how many minutes it is until your shuttle reaches St Sebastian&#039;s world.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Age of Sigmar - Because why play as a single cohesive army when you can have it split up into five different mini-factions with no synergy? A never-ending way to recharge your fucking RAGE. &lt;br /&gt;
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* The finale of Star Trek Enterprise - Captain Archer made some pretty fucking excellent speeches at times, but the grandest, the greatest, the ultimate... well, in the words of Captain Fucktious Twatsplasher, &amp;quot;WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO THE ENDING YOU RETARDED, INBRED, STINKING, BRAINLESS, SOULLESS, DICK-GARGLING PAIR OF FUCKING FAGLORDS?!!!!!!&amp;quot; Many scribes died that day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thought for the day: If something is worth doing, it&#039;s worth overdoing!&lt;br /&gt;
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= Things the Angry Marines wish for =&lt;br /&gt;
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There are some things the Angry Marines desire to happen, and if they did, it would make them slightly less angry, but nowhere nearly enough to make them less destructive. These include:&lt;br /&gt;
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* A good [[Warhammer Fantasy]] RTS that approaches Dawn of War&#039;s quality &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;(heads up, the guys behind Total War are apparently heading up something that looks promising)&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; FUCK THAT! THOSE INEPT COCKSUCKING DICKWITS AT SEGA WENT AND MADE CHAOS A FUCKING DLC PREORDER BONUS! NOT THAT ANYBODY&#039;S DUMB ENOUGH TO PLAY CHAOS, IT JUST SETS A POOR CUNTING PRECEDENT {{Blam|That is heretical nonsense, only Chaos worshippers like that nonsense}}&lt;br /&gt;
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* A Doom movie made in the style of the doom comic, preferably with Bruce Campbell as the Doom Marine (Groovy!)&lt;br /&gt;
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*[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjIVkl34Vig song dedicated to Honorary Angry Marine, Doom Guy]&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Better endings for Mass Effect 3, preferably restoring Drew Karpyshyn&#039;s original Dark Energy ending&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt;. The Extended Ending made them a bit less angry, then the skubstorm known as Mass Effect: Andromeda made them angrier than ever, cancelling this out.&lt;br /&gt;
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* A good [[Dungeons and Dragons]] movie&lt;br /&gt;
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* All loyalists, especially them, being upgraded Power Fists to Chainfists for free.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Samus]], she who ruins worlds every time of month (or every time Space pirates show up, Emperor help the Piratical Xeno who meets her during her time of the month) is an inspiration to Angry marines everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Warhammer, both versions, story actually going somewhere and not being stuck in status quo. [[The End Times]] is good progress on that...until [[Rocks fall, everyone dies|the Chaos Gods raped the world]] and then [[Age of Sigmar]] happened. At least 40k managed well [[Great Rift|on that]], but then, [[Primaris Space Marines|numarines]]...&lt;br /&gt;
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* A Warhammer 40K space shooter flight sim game.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Being a canon chapter.&lt;br /&gt;
**Although they’ll accept a printed copy of their codex, scrolling through rules mid battle on your phone make the Angry Marines very Angry.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Having [[Anime| cabbits]] as pets, and the cabbits knowing how to turn into battle barges. &lt;br /&gt;
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* To beat the shit out of all Squat and non-Squat players&lt;br /&gt;
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* The executives at [[Games Workshop]]&#039;s heads all mounted on sticks&lt;br /&gt;
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* Neither of these, actually. BECAUSE ANGRY MARINES ARE NOT YOUR PERSONAL CHAPTER, FAGGOT!&lt;br /&gt;
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* A Good Warhammer 40k RTS with direct control that lets you beat the shit out of the eldar&lt;br /&gt;
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*The head of anyone who’s a dick for no good reason, as being a dick for no good reason is tzeentch worship and therefore HERESEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;
**Although overly Angry and aggressive, the Angry Marines would actually be a beacon of hope for the Imperium as they actually give a shit about people (not using people for target practice or guardsmen as human shields), which means that (ironically) they’re one of the least grimdark parts of 40k.&lt;br /&gt;
*Matt Ward to retire and never return. BECAUSE THAT GUY IS GARBAGE, PITSNIFFERS!!&lt;br /&gt;
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*Yet more Space Marine models of all kinds to be released at the expense of other factions, aka BUSINESS AS FUCKING USUAL, TOSSERS!&lt;br /&gt;
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*A 40k VR game that let&#039;s you punch Xeno pussies in the face IN 3D!&lt;br /&gt;
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=The Angry Marine Lexicon=&lt;br /&gt;
On the surface of things, Angry Marine speech and language may seem incredibly simple, containing a large number of (and sometimes containing nothing but) curse words. However, this superficiality can hide (sometimes that is, other times they may literally just be saying FUCK!!!&amp;quot;) a deeper meaning and subtly almost paradoxical to their brute appearance.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Grammar and Punctuation==&lt;br /&gt;
*CAPS LOCK: Used to define rank with Angry Marine “society” as a whole. In general, Serfs and the like will speak in lower case, with the exceptions being commissars and tech priests when they become very pissed off because something very expensive and rare has been broken, while normal Angry Marines and up will ALWAYS (AND I MEAN FUCKING ALWAYS) speak in caps lock, even in the presence of a Silencer.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Exclamation marks (!): The only real punctuation the Angry Marines use, Serfs and the like will usually use none or one, while your standard marine will always use at least one, usually three. From there, the number of additional exclamation marks increases with the amount of rage, with the usual jump being from 3 to 6/7. Beyond that however the exclamation marks blurr into a continuous stream of punctuation, and such use is only really used in war cry’s and in sentences where all the words have blurred into one.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Comma (,): A rarely used piece of punctuation, as pausing while speaking when you could instead just vomit up your speech like a pyrovore vomits acidic flames is frowned upon.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Words==&lt;br /&gt;
*Fuck (Noun, Verb, Adjective, Adverb, Pronoun, Preposition, Conjunctive, Determination, Exclamation):&lt;br /&gt;
The most commonly used word in the Angry Marines possession, in someways it defines their very existence and purpose in the galaxy, and for such an important word it has a suitably large array of meanings and uses. It is also the only word which the Angry Marines draw out to express different meanings (exclamations will not be shown here but are an integral part to the word fuck):&lt;br /&gt;
**FUCK (by itself): a general expletive and most commonly used form of the word fuck, can be used in any number of contexts, for example, an Angry Marine walks into the canteen and sees that there is no pizza left, he might shout FUCK as a general sign of annoyance. On the flip side, one Angry Marine might say to another &amp;quot;THE WEATHER IS FUCKING LOVELY TODAY ISN&#039;T IT?&amp;quot; and the other might reply &amp;quot;FUCK&amp;quot; in general agreement. As such, it is always important to pay attention to the context in which a single and lone &amp;quot;FUCK&amp;quot; is uttered, especially as lone angry marines may just shout fuck at random, just so that they don&#039;t get bored.&lt;br /&gt;
***In addition, it is important to note that an Angry Marines rank will also determine (to a certain extent) the context of a fuck, as higher ranking angry marines (ie. angrier angry marines) are more likely to use the word fuck in a more aggressive manner.&lt;br /&gt;
**FUCK (with other words): Simplifies the matter of understanding whether a fuck is uttered in a positive, negative or passive manner, for example, &amp;quot;YOU FUCKING IDIOT&amp;quot; is a general sign of annoyance, while &amp;quot;FUCK MAXIMUS IS COMING&amp;quot; is a sign of respect and a warning to others.&lt;br /&gt;
**FUUUUUUUUUUCK: An angrier fuck, generally used by itself as a general expletive but still short enough to be uttered quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
**FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCK: An even angrier fuck, defined by the addition of extra c&#039;s, making it much longer to say compared to just adding extra u&#039;s and therefore a much angrier expletive.&lt;br /&gt;
**FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCK: The addition of additional FFFFFF&#039;s is a sign that the speaker has gone from simply furious to downright livid, especially as the marine in question may decide mid speaking to upgrade his FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCK to a FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUU...&lt;br /&gt;
**FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUU...: Generally uttered at the beginning, middle and end of a charge, and is a general sign that your ass is about to be handed to you, in a million pieces. An expression of purest hatred and fury, non angry marines should preferably be in another sector when they hear this noise, and the angry marine making the noise will only stop screaming (like the word wargh, no self respecting angry marine would ever just speak FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUU...) once his rage or the object of his rage has been vented/dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Bitch:&lt;br /&gt;
A lighter swear word used at low anger levels, and is used as a greeting in polite conversation, for example, an angry marine might politely announce the arrival of another angry marines they like with the phrase “NOT THIS BITCH AGAIN”.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Cunt/Dick (Noun, Verb, Adjective, Adverb, Pronoun, Preposition, Conjunctive, Determination, Exclamation):&lt;br /&gt;
An insult which refers to the general groin/genital region of a being anatomy, and therefore a prime target for a kick. It can however be used as a general directive, for example, &amp;quot;GO FUCKING PUNCH THAT CUNT&amp;quot; could be used as a direction to inflict grievous bodily harm via a strike to their genital region, but it&#039;s usually used as a general attack order with the additional implication that the target is also, say, an Ultramarine.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Ultracunt, blueberry, ultrasmurf etc:&lt;br /&gt;
A general derogatory word for ultramarine/s, all of which imply that the ultramarines are inferior in some/all ways. Most words/phrase can be made this way by simply adding “ultra” to the beginning of them, as long as said word is neutral or derogatory.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Shit, crap, bullshit:&lt;br /&gt;
A derogatory word for waste matter, used prolifically (the word, not the waste matter) to imply that a situation or person is somewhat lacking or disappointing, for example “THIS PINT TASTES LIKE SHIT!!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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*Weeaboo, Weeb:&lt;br /&gt;
Specifically refers to the Tau (or any being belonging to the T&#039;au Empire), also generally used to describe someone who uses Tau tactics (e.g, not charging at the enemy). &lt;br /&gt;
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*That Guy:&lt;br /&gt;
A general cunt etc, but refers more so to the person in question being a terrible person, while a cunt isn&#039;t necessarily a terrible person.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Toaster:&lt;br /&gt;
A derogatory word for a machine or those who maintain them, in the latter example is is usually followed by the word fucker as well for added implication.&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Neckbeard]]:&lt;br /&gt;
Not a commonly used insult in the 42nd millennium, but generally refers to the poor grooming habits/troglodyte nature of/absent social skills of something.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Wardian prick, cunt, bastard etc:&lt;br /&gt;
A normal insult, but with the prefix of “wardian” etc, which magnifies the insults effect by invoking the [[Matt Ward|name of the foulest being in the galaxy.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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= See Also/Notable Angry Marine personnel =&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Commissar Fuklaw]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Badasious|Inquisitor Badasious]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Angry Marine-Bomb]]&lt;br /&gt;
*Sergeant El&#039;Jackson&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Temperus Maximus|Chapter Master Temperus Maximus]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Belligerent Engine]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Captain Titus]], an honorary Angry Marine in spite of being an [[Ultramarines|Ultrasmurf]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Mephiston]], also honorary, so angry he&#039;s calm&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Gabriel Seth]], DOUBLE honorary because that angry bastard is a crazy ball-busting killer&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Kharn|Khar-]]{{BLAM}} {{BLAM|FUCKING HERETICS!!!}}&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Avitus]]&lt;br /&gt;
*The Hulk, he&#039;s always angry!&lt;br /&gt;
*Doom Marine&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Tyberos the Red Wake]] that mad man is TRIPLE honorary because he is so angry he makes no sound and is a master of [[rip and tear]].&lt;br /&gt;
*Dirty Harry&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=67082yuPZ9o Angry Joe] Leads his own division of Angry Marines known as the Angry Army.&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1tU61Nyv1w The Angry Video Game Nerd], a typical Angry Marine Techmarine&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bq7Vj3GMd1M&amp;amp;list=FLwvNufI5OJpxjH7BPfV0m_w Common Angry Marine marching cadence]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Khador| Orsus Zoktavir]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Transformers|Grimlock]], his [[Rage]] is more powerful than programming built into him meant to restrain him.  Also, he&#039;s a robot dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;
*Lucky The Foul Xenos Cat&lt;br /&gt;
*Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, rumor has it he is Commissar Fuklaw&#039;s brother (or an ancestor, even though the late Sgt R. Lee Ermey, who played Hartmann, considered Hartmann a failure of a sergeant)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Codex - Angry Custodes]]&lt;br /&gt;
*Head serf Chef Gordon Ramsey, the only man angry enough to cook for the Angry Marines, although they consider him to be a pansy.&lt;br /&gt;
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= Gallery =&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
File:EWW XENOS.jpeg|EWW XENOS&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Temperus Maximus.png]]&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angrymarines8.jpg|DO. NOT. PISS. OFF.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_7.jpg|The [[Dreadnought|Dreadnoughts]] of the Angry Marines are known better within the chapter as the [[Belligerent Engine|Belligerent Engines]]&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Original angry marines.jpg|In 1st Edition, [[beakie|ALL Marines]] were Angry Marines.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angrymarines tzeentch.jpg|The Angry Marines fuck up [[Tzeentch]]&#039;s shit.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry Marine Smackdown.jpg|Angry Marines vs [[Kharn]].&lt;br /&gt;
Image:angrynerdrage.png|fffuuu--&lt;br /&gt;
File:BelligerentEngines.jpg|WHERE&#039;S YOUR GOD NOW YOU CHAOS FAGGOTS?&lt;br /&gt;
File:Brother Ripfist.png|FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC, BUT MAGIC IS [[HERESY]]!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_marine_with_flag.jpg|Huh? Huh? WHERE? &lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angrymarines7.jpg|FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-&lt;br /&gt;
Image:IMPATIENTMARINES.jpg|There is NOTHING more badass than a pissed-off Angry Marine.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angrymotivator.jpg|Always angry, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:KILLITWITHFIREYOUFUCKS.jpg|Not shown offscreen: pack of furries being sent straight to Hell.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:1218823369945.jpg|You&#039;ll be so angry Chaos will be all like &amp;quot;slooooooow dooooooown&amp;quot;, and you&#039;ll be like &amp;quot;FUCK YOU&amp;quot; and kick Chaos in the face with your POWER FEET!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:FUCKINGANGRY.jpg|RAAAAAAAGEEE!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:ANGRY_TITAN.jpg|YOU&#039;RE GODDAMN RIGHT WE&#039;VE GOT A [[Legio Ruina|TITAN LEGION]].&lt;br /&gt;
Image:ANGRY-LCB.jpg|Angry Marine haet LCB.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:ANGRY_MINI.jpg|ANGRY TABLETOP ASSKICKING TIME.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:ANGRY-TAU.jpg|Angry Marine haet Tau.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:AM_WHAT.png|I&#039;M CONFUSED. CONFUSION MAKES ME ANGRY!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Sisters_of_anger2.png|Yeah. It&#039;s a [[Female Space Marines|fucked-up Rule 63 version]].&lt;br /&gt;
Image:AngryMarine9.jpg|Masters of improvised weaponry.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:AngryMarine10.jpg|The core thought process of an Angry Marine depicted through the ANGRY METER.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Chapter Master Leonidas.jpg|The Angry Marines are more badass than the guys in 300. Why? Because those guys LOST.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:AngryMarineModels.jpg|DID YOU [[THIN YOUR PAINTS]]? YOU BETTER HAVE THINNED YOUR GODDAMN PAINTS.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:AM_WHATMUTHERFUCKER.png|NOW I&#039;M FUCKING PISSED OFF!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Predator_angrinator.PNG|The dreaded Predator &#039;&#039;Angrinator&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_n_cultist1.jpg|Cultist-chan versus the Angry Marine - Part1&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_n_cultist2.jpg|Cultist-chan versus the Angry Marine - Part2&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_n_cultist3.jpg|Cultist-chan versus the Angry Marine - Part3&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Hell_Yeah_by_Gannadene.jpg|And THIS is how you take out a fat slobbering cunt like Nurgle!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_dread.jpg|Gah, they just won&#039;t stay dead!&lt;br /&gt;
File:1289451061673.jpg|FUCK YEA!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Lolcron3.jpg|They hate playing against Necrons.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:AMLMkIV.jpg|FOR THE EMPRA&#039;!&lt;br /&gt;
File:Dan_angry.jpg|Well it COULD be gayer...&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_2.png&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_FOK.png&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_gets_shit_done.jpg|[[/tg/ gets shit done]]&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_5.png&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_Dreadnaught.jpg|FFFFFFFFFF- WHO THE FUCK UPLOADED THIS!? IT&#039;S A FUCKING BELLIGERENT ENGINE, YOU FUCK!!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry.jpg|An Angry Marines Belligerent Engine fucking up the [[Pretty Marines]]&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Librarian_moarfistin_the_extremely_cross_by_vyler-d4fppg6(single_pose).jpg|Librarian Moarfistin the Extremely Cross&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry 3.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry 4.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_Marines_by_wolvesofruss.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Angry_Marine_by_KillaKatana.jpg|Maximum FUCK&lt;br /&gt;
File:Folding_chair.jpg|Original file was 1280x2304px of pure win. But the fucking site wouldn&#039;t upload it! Original at: http://j.mp/p3jxvI&lt;br /&gt;
File:Yourwingmen.jpg|Fanart with Angry Marine and Necron. Possibly from [[HS40K]]. &lt;br /&gt;
File:Librarian_moarfistin_the_extremely_cross_by_vyler.jpg|Librarian Moarfistin, of the Angry Marines. Read more about him [[Angry_Marines#Librarian_Moarfistin.2C_the_Extremely_Cross|above]].&lt;br /&gt;
File:Angry marine in the kitchen.jpg|I thought I told you to get the fuck out of my kitchen&lt;br /&gt;
File:Angry doom.PNG|You guys. I think I [[Doom|just found]] a missing Primarch.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Jet-Propelled-Rage-Dispenser.jpg|Deep striking never felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;
File:AngryMarinesCommandSquad.jpg|From the creator of the [[Unyuufex]] comes the Angry Marines Command Squad!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/gallery&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=External Links=&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Codex - Angry Marines 8th Edition]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0puigjMynxs/ ANGRY MARINES FUCK SHIT UP]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/2753800/ ANGRY MARINES CODEX UPDATED!]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.2shared.com/document/vtES35CD/CodexAngryMarines.html old ANGRY MARINES CODEX IN A CONVENIENT PDF!]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VWIIdx483OE/ ANGRY MARINES NATIONAL ANTHEM!]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/7931028/images/1265355377893.jpg  ANGRY MARINES DO A QUEST]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://angry-marines.spreadshirt.com/ ANGRY MARINES SHIRT STORE!]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/User_blog:Algrim_Whitefang/Angry_Marines ANGRY MARINES 40KWIKIBLOG. COPIED RIGHT FROM THIS PAGE. COCKNUGGET!]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.mediafire.com/?m2861ceymxuvrbz Angry Marine Codex]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/323271.page Forum thread where poster showcases a kick-ass collection of Angry Marine customized models including vehicles]&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://www.shapeways.com/marketplace/games/tabletop-wargaming?q=Angry+Marines&amp;amp;sort=&amp;amp;facet%5BpdcId%5D%5B%5D=564&amp;amp;facet%5BpdcId%5D%5B%5D=655&amp;amp;facet%5BpdcId%5D%5B%5D=570&amp;amp;facet%5Bprice%5D%5Bmin%5D=1&amp;amp;facet%5Bprice%5D%5Bmax%5D=2500&amp;amp;facet%5Bprice%5D%5Bfrom%5D=1&amp;amp;facet%5Bprice%5D%5Bto%5D=2500 Angry Marines custom bits from Shapeways!] Unfortunately, the search caught some irrelevant pieces as well.&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VWIIdx483OE/ Angry Marines theme song]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Khorne</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;2601:585:8301:76D0:F861:31C5:4017:D763: /* Khorne and non-Chaotic Gods */&lt;/p&gt;
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[[File:khorne_by_baklaher-d7335e6.jpg|500px|thumb|right|Special K in all his glory, Sitting comfortably on his Skull Throne, being pissed off at everyone and everything.]]&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-size:1.10em;font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;font-family:serif;margin-top:1em;margin-bottom:1em&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:red;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt; BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! MILK FOR THE KHORNE FLAKES! &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;- The creed of Khorne being Overused to Death&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in the bosom of a man like smoke.|Homer}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|The important thing in life is not victory but combat: it is not to have vanquished but to have fought well.|Pierre de Coubertin}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|War is the father of all.|Heraclitus}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Who was the first that forged the deadly blade? Of rugged steel his savage soul was made.|Tibullus}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|War does not determine who is right - only who is left.|Bertrand Russell}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge.|General George S. Patton}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Introduction==&lt;br /&gt;
[[RAGE|&#039;&#039;&#039;Khorne&#039;&#039;&#039;]], also known as Kharnath, Arkhar, Khorgar, [[Viking|Kjorn]], Khar, the Great Brass Bull, the Bloody Handed, the Axefather, the Bloodwolf, The Great Khorneholio, Special K, the [[Ulric|Wolf-Father]], Frowny Face McMurderaxe, Sergeant Slaughter, the Lord of Fighters, the Messiah of Mayhem, Call of Duty: Demon DLC, [[If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device|The Parapeligac Sociopath]], [[If_the_Emperor_had_a_Text-to-Speech_Device|MegaSatan]], Definitely not fucking Khaine, [[Dwarf Fortress|Armok]], and 8866 other names, is the [[Chaos God]] of war, murder, savagery, hatred, murder, destruction, rage, wrath, murder, battle, barbarism and [[Vance Motherfucking Stubbs|manliness]]...oh and did we mention murder. He is also the mofo that the Klingons worship. As well as this he symbolises courage, athleticism, determination, daring, discipline, sportsmanship, honor, impulsiveness, and struggling onward in the face of any odds. But mostly he&#039;s simply about being angry.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is commonly held to be the strongest [[Chaos]] God by default, and is associated with wolves and powerful hunting dogs, as well as lions and bulls. For another reason that is likely inspired by occultism, Khorne&#039;s sacred number is eight - and thus, his followers tend to organize themselves into groups of eights and its multiples. Fun fact, this also means that the names of Khornate daemons are usually comprised of eight syllables. &lt;br /&gt;
[[File:SkullThrone.jpg|400px|right|thumb|The Big K in all his glory contemplating on whose rectum he is going to shove his chainaxe into with extreme prejudice.(Spoiler: its everyone)]]&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne, by virtue of being the most powerful Chaos God, is also the most powerful general &amp;quot;divinity&amp;quot; in both iterations of Warhammer. In both versions of Warhammer, his followers are characterized by an overbearing need to spill blood and engage in honest battle, as well as a violent code of martial honour and a &amp;quot;survival of the fittest&amp;quot; approach to morality. They tend to be dutiful, as well, but said duties involve whacking their axes into their enemy and painting their blood all over villages gargling their blood as mouthwash (if only because Khorne&#039;s only real command is to spill worthy blood in his name). &lt;br /&gt;
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This is where Khorne and Slaanesh generally clash as enemy gods. While Khorne instills discipline, honor and a sense of selfless duty in his followers to obey a single purpose (spill blood in his name), Slaanesh is the polar opposite. Slaanesh instead tells his/her followers to do &amp;lt;strike&amp;gt;whoever&amp;lt;/strike&amp;gt; whatever they want in their own selfish pursuit of pleasure, caring not for the consequences of their actions (e.g; using your authority to hoard food from your starving citizens, so you can indulge in bottomless gluttony every day).&lt;br /&gt;
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This is also why Khorne is at odds with Tzeentch: Tzeentch sees things like honor and discipline as unnecessary hamstrings towards one&#039;s advancement and opts that everything is on the table when one wishes to further their position (why duel your Lord for his position when you could arrange for an &amp;quot;accident&amp;quot; to befall him, instead? Sure its a low-blow, but if your lord was too stupid to see that car bomb coming, was he really deserving of loyalty?). The same can be said of his disdain for sorcery. Tzeentch thinks that mortals using the power of the gods themselves is fair game in their pursuit of progress (so long as you can control it), while Khorne thinks that using anything else but your own strength alone means you are weak and his &amp;quot;survival of the fittest&amp;quot; ideal has no place for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne also has the distinction of being the only Chaos God (or any god for that matter) whose word you can take at face value. The other gods don&#039;t realize that disdain for scheming and backstabbing isn&#039;t the same as being stupid. Nor do they realize that over-complicating things is actually the worst thing a planner can do. The more unnecessary variables to a plan, the easier it is for something to break. ([[Just as Planned|that said Tzeentchian plans have divination included into them, eliminating most tactical miscalculations]], [[Not as Planned|unless Tzeentch wanted it to happen.]]). So - you actually want results? Be practical. Involve only as many steps as you need. Beat someone until they&#039;re reduced to a bloody smear on the ground - no step 2 required.&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, Khorne isn&#039;t a stupid brute, he&#039;s actually pretty smart. The god of battles knows a thing or two about tactics and warfare. That said, Khorne&#039;s doctrine is inflexible. One, straightforward approach to anything. Simply put: Break everything in half. Which means that it all rides on an &amp;quot;all-or-nothing&amp;quot; deal. If his battering ram approach doesn&#039;t work there&#039;s little to be done to salvage the situation beyond everyone dying a glorious death. Usually this isn&#039;t the case for most battles, the Khornates&#039; overwhelming need to quench their bloodlust gets in the way of reorganization. Of course, if things go according to plan, there are only few things that can stop the demonically-possessed no brakes hate train.&lt;br /&gt;
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If Khorne had a voice actor it would have been BRIAN BLESSED but BRIAN chose Gotrek instead, the rejection sending Khorne&#039;s rage to new heights (unsubstantiated rumors say Khorne&#039;s considered sending Skulltaker and Karnak after BRIAN BLESSED, but Khorne realized all he&#039;ll get from that is two dead daemons with burst eardrums).&lt;br /&gt;
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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lw64e7JVRj0 Here is his theme song.]&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne is described as resembling a giant, iron-hewed warrior clad in red armour, with a massive sword and a winged helm that conceals a snarling face like that of a wolf. This humanoid form could be seen as something darkly meaningful, were it not for the fact that more or less everyone in both settings is conveniently human-shaped.&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Khorne First.jpg|thumb|right|400px|The first depiction of Khorne in Warhammer art.]]&lt;br /&gt;
Of course, most artists at GW forget that he&#039;s supposed to look a giant Chaos Warrior and instead make him look like an overgrown Bloodthirster on a chair.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and His Worship===&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne is the easiest god ever to worship. Where [[Tzeentch|other]] [[Slaanesh|more]] [[Nurgle|pussified]] gods may demand you to memorize overly long prayers and hymns, or to build huge houses of worship and other such unmanly bullshit, Khorne is venerated with one thing and one thing only: the time-honoured tradition of [[rip and tear|hack&#039;n&#039;slash]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is worshipped on the battlefield. His hymns are the sound of steel on steel, his sacraments are the blows of hammer and axe, his only prayer the bellowing of the warcry &amp;quot;Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!&amp;quot; and his libation is the blood spilled in his name. &lt;br /&gt;
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In essence, you worship Khorne by being a good warrior. And as a warrior, you&#039;ll find your interests and his tend to generally align; he wants death but isn&#039;t picky on who, and you want to live to fight another day. Thus, the mere act of preserving your life will earn the pleasure of the god of battle. In a setting where there is no peace, only war, Khorne is always going to be massively powerful. Further, most of the armies embody one of his aspects - [[Space Marine|Powerful]] and [[Necron|fearless]] warriors are the [[Chaos|chosen]] of Khorne, but he favors those who use [[Ork|brute force assaults]] carried out with [[Tyranid|singular purpose and no remorse]] just as well. [[Just As Planned|Khorne wins in fights his forces weren&#039;t even involved in]].&lt;br /&gt;
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However, Khorne is one of those honourable war-gods. So don&#039;t think that beating your enemies by anything other than sheer strength, skill and aggression will make him happy. And for the love of Sigmar/Emprah, don&#039;t try to cheat by picking fights with the weak or helpless or by giving him baby skulls. Khorne expects a form of savage, viking-esque dignity from his followers and for them to be generally [[Fist of the North Star|manly]], this means you have to fight worthy opponents and those generally able to at least hold up a sword. &#039;&#039;Only after&#039;&#039; the worthwhile enemies are out of the way; then you can gorge yourself on the blood of women and children all you want (or make them fight amongst themselves and recruit the survivors, or enslave them, or whatever). Most of the writers forget this, thinking that Khorne really gives no fucks about what you kill, and it makes Khorne [[Rage|snarl in anger]]. Though he continues to send his flesh-hounds to hunt down those who flee and abandon their brothers on the battlefield, be they Chaos or non-Chaos. &lt;br /&gt;
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Aside from that and (obviously) never backing down from a fight, Khorne has no commandments whatsoever. But deviating from the aforementioned in the slightest is begging for the flesh-hounds to tear your ass apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Such as it is, it would be incorrect to think Khorne doesn&#039;t have priests dedicated to him. Though, being a warrior god, these priests tend to be warriors themselves and are often marked by their god. In essence, the only difference between them and a Chaos marauder/Space Marine is several pounds of armour. In Warhammer Fantasy, these priests are called &#039;Bloodfathers&#039;, and in lieu of magic that is gifted to their priests by other gods, Khorne just gives [[AWESOME|HOLYSHITAWESOME]] fighting skills and visions of bloodshed. In [[Age of Sigmar]], they&#039;re called Slaughterpriests and they basically lead by example, killing while screaming out Khorne&#039;s name. If the killing is good enough, Khorne will empower the priest and/or his allies; but if the killing is unworthy, the priest himself will feel Khorne&#039;s wrath.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is also venerated by working brass into your armour and weapons and donning fashionable high collars. Occasionally, a warrior so pleases Khorne that he gifts him with specially made ones that in addition to looking fabulous can also grant total fucking immunity to magic. After all, who needs spellcasting when you can make a motherfucker&#039;s spine disappear - with your bare hands no less?&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, Khorne is worshiped by warriors, generals and basically anyone who likes battle. His chosen Space Marines legion is of course the World Eaters, in Warhammer Fantasy, the Norscans tend to venerate him with the greatest piety, especially the Aesling tribe, who are Khorne&#039;s most devoted servants in Fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne&#039;s take on magic===&lt;br /&gt;
As posted by an Anon some time ago, he perfectly summed up what Khorne&#039;s opinion on magic is: FUCK WIZARDS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, here&#039;s what the &amp;quot;FUCK WIZARDS&amp;quot; thing means.&lt;br /&gt;
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Note that the hate of psykers/wizards/etc is pretty much the exact same and works by the same logic for both Khornates and the SoB/Black Templar/etc. Its a [[Conan the Barbarian|Conan-esque]] kind of swords and sorcery thing. Khornates hate wizards for [[3e|trivializing encounters with a single spell and overshadowing fighters]]. They hate turning what should be a military endeavor into a weird wizard show where people turn into frogs. They hate Slaaneshi for the same reason, they take what should be a wholesome murder fest and make it into something creepy and weird, what with them &amp;quot;discomporting themselves with the dead&amp;quot; and all that. In Realms of Chaos, its entirely possible for a librarian or wizard to go to Khorne. They just refrain from using their powers, and only use their psi/magic (in combat) to resist spells from that point onward.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are okay with laser beams. They are okay with sniper rifles. They are okay with flaming swords. They are okay with running people over with tanks. They are okay with chemical gas. They are okay with exterminatus. They are okay with holocausts. They are okay with blitzkriegs. They are okay with honorable duels at dawn.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are not okay with turning people to frogs, mind controlling people, raining glitterdust from the skies to blind everyone, raising armies of zombies to do the killing for you, and so forth. They are not okay with someone pointing their finger and you dropping dead. They are okay with rituals to summon demons. They are okay with navigating the warp without crashing into suns. They are okay with sending astropathic messages. They are okay with chaining wizards up and forcing them to eternally forge magic items on pain of death.&lt;br /&gt;
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You may consider it hypocritical that Khornates are okay with blatantly unfair TECHNOLOGICAL murder, but not okay with blatantly unfair MIND/MAGICAL murder, but the point, or at least one interpretation, is that wizards/psykers fucking cheat. They do. They steal the power of the Warp for their own ends. As long as they stay in line, and do nothing but permit the warrior to enact his craft, fine, let them live, albeit in terror, enslaved by chains of brass until the day they are no longer useful, at which point their skulls can join Khorne&#039;s throne.&lt;br /&gt;
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But stealing the Gods&#039; own fire and using it to do what mortals should do through their own skill and strength is unacceptable. Remember that technology is completely valid to Khorne. Stealth is completely valid to Khorne. Skill is completely valid to Khorne. Cleverness is completely valid to Khorne. The nuclear bomb and other innovations that come after it could be seen to be unfair. But it is a mortal invention. Mortals should give honor to Khorne by murdering each other through the sweat of their brow.&lt;br /&gt;
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The scientist who devises new ways to kill is a saint. His work can be put to any other use -- [[Slaanesh|enriching human life]], [[Nurgle|ending hunger, fighting diseases]], [[Tzeentch|answering great questions]]. But the scientist who devises new bombs and weapons is, in his own way, a champion of Khorne. He takes his limitless human potential and nobly limits himself to new ways to kill. Whether you kill with a sword or a bomb, you are killing using good old fashioned mortal strength and genius. You aren&#039;t stealing warp energy from the gods in the form of a fireball and cravenly calling it your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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The forger of enchanted weapons, though deserving of slavery and abuse as all wizards are until the day they die, is an ideal symbol. It is fitting that spell energy be subjugated to and entombed within cold steel, just as wizards deserve to be subjugated to warriors until they lie cold and headless in the ground or else burnt to ash. The magic weapon is a symbol of might&#039;s superiority to magic.&lt;br /&gt;
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The jury is still out on whether or not Khorne is okay with magically imbued people.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne! When the Galaxy burns, we will define righteousness!&lt;br /&gt;
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tl;dr Magic is unmanly, grab a sword (or a 16-inch battleship cannon, if that&#039;s your thing) and go kill like real men do already.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and other Chaos gods===&lt;br /&gt;
As a rule, Khorne despises [[Slaanesh]] because they&#039;re an effeminate milk-sop who can&#039;t grow a beard or swing an axe like they&#039;ve got a pair (even though Slaanesh probably has the biggest pair, but less on that), and also because he personifies acting outwardly (ie: seeking the deaths of others), while Slaanesh acts inwardly (ie: seeking their own pleasure). Khorne also finds Slaanesh&#039;s obsession with luxury and torture wasteful and dishonorable. Slaanesh is about living it up while Khorne is about tearing it the fuck down.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne also hates [[Tzeentch]], though they are not fundamental rivals, because his reliance on magic is seen as a sign of weakness and his desire not to face his foes in person is decried by Khorne as cowardly. Khorne sees his penchant for deceit and trickery as dishonorable. Also Khorne prefers muscles over books (plus Tzeentch is a huge NEEEEEEEEEEEEEERD).&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne thinks he hates [[Nurgle]] also, because the fat fuck doesn&#039;t even try to get shit done. Thus, his embodiment as sloth runs contrary to the active, vital aspect of Khorne, but he&#039;s all for death if its by homicide or genocide. &lt;br /&gt;
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There&#039;s also [[Solkan]], the not-Chaos Chaos God of Law and a rival of Khorne, being the only Chaos god that can match him in sheer RAAAAEG. Khorne likes to sit back and have a chuckle at Solkan&#039;s outbursts, if only because the last time he actually tried to move in on Solkan&#039;s turf he lost that fight. Not even the Blood God can top the sexually frustrated wrath of a guy looking for his [[Arianka|sisterwife]].&lt;br /&gt;
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Of all the Chaos gods, Khorne actually hates [[Malal]] the least. For one thing, he respects the lost god for sticking to his guns: he hates the other gods, wants them dead and is actively working towards that goal. Since Nurgle just sits there being a scabby procrastinator, Tzeentch just has to have his fingers in everyone&#039;s business and Slaanesh is fucking Slaanesh (really, they are), this is something Khorne can sympathize with. Also, Malal is one of the only chaos gods to put up a halfway decent fight when Khorne manages to find him, which would mean that they would be best buds if Malal wasn&#039;t a self destructive, omnicidal lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;
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In short he hates everyone and pissed at everyone, including you even if you worship him (usually its a matter how pissed he is at you). And they hate him too. Except for Nurgle, who&#039;s too nice to hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and non-Chaotic Gods===&lt;br /&gt;
Well, [[Ulric]] is his little brother and they tend to get along rather well. Ulric&#039;s still ridiculing Khorne over the fact that one of his greatest champions, Haargroth, got his head smashed in by Ulric&#039;s Ar-Ulric, Khorne usually replies by pointing out that &#039;&#039;Storm of Chaos&#039;&#039; isn&#039;t canon anymore. Not that that stops Ulric. Khorne and Ulric often get into arguments over which one of them is moar Viking; with Khorne usually winning by pointing out that his top worshipers actually are Vikings and that he has a Valkyrie. They also settle this with arm wrestling and drinking contests. There&#039;s a lot of belligerence, but you can sense the brotherly love underneath. Indeed, it&#039;s kind of a [[Fist of the North Star|Raoh/Ken relationship]].&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite both being war-gods, Khorne has a poor relationship with [[Myrmidia]]. Khorne, despite being a master of tactics and sieges and the finer points of warfare, vastly prefers a manly head-on charge, and Myrmidia&#039;s sissy &amp;quot;planning&amp;quot; approach to warfare therefore offends Khorne.  Most meetings between the Blood God and the Maiden of Strategy end with the Blood God fuming impotently because his strict code of martial honour does not permit him to hit girls (or pull their hair) and retreating to his tree house.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is the only Chaos God who tolerates Sigmar because he thinks he&#039;s pretty bad-ass AND respects the idea of a mortal man becoming a god. That and Sigmar&#039;s comic book series, Sigmar the Emprahrian, has great splashpages of fights and no SWORDSWORDSWORDS. However, this tolerance is only one-sided, and while Khorne respects him, it doesn&#039;t mean he won&#039;t try to put an axe in his head for being an sworn enemy of Chaos.  &lt;br /&gt;
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When asked about the [[Emperor]], Khorne usually responds with a streaming torrent of bloody curses and oaths which causes a bloody froth to start leaking from his helmet. In short, he is remarkably indifferent to the old man. Ironically, they share many of the same beliefs: They both disliked psykers, they both have a kick ass thrones, and they both have units dedicated to close combat. Hell, even the Emprah&#039;s head is a skull. What&#039;s not to like...oh maybe the fact that he&#039;s a COMPLETE FUCKING HYPOCRITE!&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is utterly sick and tired of anyone who dares associate him with [[Khaine|40Khaine]]. Before eviscerating anyone who makes that connection, he will often give a short PowerPoint presentation, explaining how Khaine is an honourless god of murder and sadism while he himself is a god of honourable and forthright battle and courage, and how sadism is contrary to his code (Khorne indeed used to be about honorable combat, but now he&#039;s just about mindless violence and hating everyone for either piss-poor reasons or for no reason at all. Goddammit, GW). Khorne then reiterates that Khaine&#039;s elfishness and love for scantily clad women is sickening and makes him more like Slaanesh...  Of course, this is just a front on Khorne&#039;s part.  Khaine&#039;s love of war combined with his elfness and that his most ardent worshippers are scantily-clad women proves Khaine to be the secret love-child of Khorne and Slaanesh (tsundere confir- *sounds of violent, painful evisceration* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|WHO DARES? IN MY OWN PAGE, OF ALL THINGS? FUCK YOUUUUUUUU}}&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:purple;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Slaanesh|Search your feelings you know it to be true]].&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That being said, Khaine does have a dual nature in Fantasy thanks to being worshiped by [[Dark Elves]] and paid respect to by [[High Elves]], where one side is indeed honorable and just wants to keep fighting and being badass which means Khorne can tolerate him approximately half the time. The fact that both are patrons of [[Blood Bowl]] teams is usually the common ground, with Khaine and Khorne crashing/trashing some other God&#039;s house to watch on game nights while downing can after can of Bloodweisers and shoveling Dwarf Rinds in their faces. Khaine periodically tries to invade the realm of Khorne whenever the Khornate team beats the Dark Elf team, with such meetings ending with the two having a hell of a banger and many broken bones in the afterlife. When Khaine&#039;s team beats Khorne&#039;s, Khorne takes out his aggression by beating the fuck out of Slaanesh (no homo) while Dark Elves go on safari hunting [[Warriors of Chaos|Khorne&#039;s worshipers]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne has absolutely no patience for the [[Horned Rat]], who is a favorite of Nurgle and Tzeentch respectively. It&#039;s a weak vermin whose very existence pisses him off. As a result, Khorne is much more fond of [[Sotek]] who encourages killing the fuck out of [[Skaven]] whenever they appear, and is also a fan of blood sacrifice (the fact that Sotek wants hearts and cares nothing for skulls is reassuring since they don&#039;t intrude on each other&#039;s fetish); this fondness is entirely one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like the other Chaos Gods, Khorne has no fucking clue what the Great Maw is. However, it doesn&#039;t seem to complain when [[Ogre Kingdoms|Ogres]] worship Khorne, so he&#039;s got nothing against him...her...it...schclim...whatever, the big god-thing that wants to eat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is impressed with the [[Bretonnia|Bretonnian]] race by the fact they&#039;re the epitome of honor and glorious valor. On the other hand, their entire race has been tricked by a single fucking Elf Goddess into doing their every command which fills Khorne with incomprehensible fury. As it stands, the first being that&#039;s going to get the axe when Khorne manages to get an avatar to manifest in the material plane is Lileath. &lt;br /&gt;
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[[Mork]] and [[Gork]]/Gork and Mork are Khorne&#039;s old drinking buddies. They piss him off more than any other beings in existence, but after a good 3-way beatdown and a few billion cases of squig beer he realizes they&#039;re alright company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne has a feeling that he&#039;d get along with the gods of the [[Dwarfs]], but even their introductions (being long ass winded descriptions of their primary worshipers and their lineages) irritate him so much he can&#039;t even get into a conversation with them. One of them is STILL giving his own introduction, and has been for about 20,000 years or so now (and he hasn&#039;t even reached the changes that have happened since he started). Unable to make him aware of what&#039;s going on around him, Khorne simply moved him into the guest room and bricked it off with a wall of skulls.&lt;br /&gt;
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==His portrayal in Warhammer Fantasy==&lt;br /&gt;
He&#039;s a half-way mythologically accurate version of [[Viking|Odin]], whose very name means Fury (and one translation means &#039;frenzy&#039;). You could also make the case that Khorne is Thor minus any protective instincts towards humanity, as both are whirling vortices of blood and spit who are associated with the colour red and its connotation of anger. &lt;br /&gt;
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No, that&#039;s it. Get the fuck out; he&#039;s an axe-crazy, psychopathic, evil-as-balls daemonic version of Odin - so basically the Norse god of wisdom, with wisdom actually treated the way Vikings would have recognized.  Currently there&#039;s a bit of a debate about how much of Odin he represents (see discussion page) so this bit will list the similarities and some of the differences.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, for one thing, Chaos worshipers in Warhammer Fantasy actually are Vikings. Read about them [[Warriors of Chaos|here]]. Secondly, Khorne is closely associated with wolves in that setting (one of Odin&#039;s names literally translates to &#039;Battle Wolf&#039;), and even has a wolf-like pet in Karanak, thus, fulfilling a role similar to Freki and Geri, or more closely, Garmr (having three heads, Karnak also parallels Cerberus from Greek Mythology).  Also, it&#039;s revealed in Knight of the Realm that Khorne owns two hunting wolves/giant fleshhounds called Garmr and Gormr, with whom he partakes in a wild hunt across the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another point of similarity is that both Odin and Khorne are war gods explicitly connected with berserker rage.  They have their own warrior-cults associated with them who fight with said rage and Odin&#039;s Olfhednar are practically the same as Khorne&#039;s Chosen in both form and function. &lt;br /&gt;
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Additionally, thanks to Valkia, Khorne also has a Valkyrie to further the similarity between him and Odin. This was inevitable, of course, given that the Warriors of Chaos are indeed an evil version of the Vikings as has already been stated. It should also be noted that Valkia&#039;s similarity to the Valkyries is not a superficial one. She is actually referred to as &#039;the Sword-Maiden of the Blood God&#039; in the WoC codex, and is Khorne&#039;s Chooser of the Slain who carries those worthy champions and warriors of his to fight on in the Blood God&#039;s halls after death. &lt;br /&gt;
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Finally, we got a glimpse of his neck of the Realm of Chaos in the Valkia novel written by Sarah Cock-well. It was basically Chaos Valhalla, and here&#039;s some of his quotes:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;A cleaved head no longer plots.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;A head stuck on a pike no longer conspires.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Put to the sword they who disagree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now for the differences, aside from the obvious physical ones Odin also scries, it&#039;s woman&#039;s magic taught to him by Frigg and Freya.  He&#039;s got the rage, yeah, but he&#039;s also all about fate and averting ragnarok, (directly opposed to Khorne&#039;s goals) even if he knows he can&#039;t stop it since fate works that way; in that regard Khorne is more like Surtr from Norse Mythology (the fiery giant who wages war and brings flames that would consume the Earth - the instigator of Ragnarok).  We see this in the Havamal, Grimnismal, the Voluspa, and the Lokasenna.  Hell, in Lokasenna, we learn he cross dresses, ie was tied into shamanic practices (Indo-Europeans have a thing for seers in drag).  He can also get to Tzeentch levels with his planning and Odin&#039;s perfectly fine with Runic magic, whereas Khorne hates that shit.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Champions Of Khorne==&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Kharn the Betrayer]]: Embodiment of Crazy Awesome and Patron Saint of fun guys everywhere. Kharn is Khorne&#039;s greatest mortal champion in 40K and has a wholly deserved reputation as a team-killing nutso. Once upon a time, Kharn was a straight-laced, meticulous Assault Captain of the World Eaters 8th company. But [[Horus Heresy|after a certain chain of events]] dedicated himself wholly to Khorne, thus becoming one of the most fucking lethal warriors in the galaxy as well as probably the most religiously devoted of Khorne&#039;s servants. Also notable for shattering two entire Space Marine legions by himself with a flamethrower in a single night. Despite this, since his first appearance (where he was no different from other Berzerkers) he became more and more coolheaded when not in combat (and even then there are moments when he is coolheaded in combat). He&#039;s become a swell guy because of this.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Angron]]: &#039;&#039;&#039;HE! GETS! SHIT! DONE!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;. Khorne&#039;s foremost Daemon Prince alongside Doombreed. PERIOD. &lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Doombreed]]: Khorne&#039;s greatest Daemon Prince ever and possibly either Genghis Khan or Turgeis the Devil IRL (probably Genghis Khan, Turgeis the Devil&#039;s infamy mostly came from cowardly tactics - he attacking churches because non-combatants like clergymen and monks didn&#039;t put up the best fights and to steal all the holy relics and decoration made from precious metals). Notable for launching an actually successful Dark Crusade that wiped out two Space Marine chapters. Which is more than a [[Abaddon|certain armless failure has pulled off]].&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Svane Vulfbad]]: EVEN IN 40K KHORNE&#039;S CHOSEN ARE VIKINGS. Svane Vulfbad was a motherfucking badass [[Awesome|Chaos Terminator Space Wolf Chaos Lord]] who grew tired of the Imperium&#039;s sickening effeminate inability to GET SHIT DONE and the Space Wolves&#039; sickening fur-fetishes and instead decided to dedicated himself to a god worthy of his kickassery. He thus became a badass Chaos Lord dedicated to Khorne (because a berserker god of war who likes axes meshes well with Vikings) and was killed, anticlimactically, by a thunderbolt while fighting Harald Deathwolf.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Crull]]: A Chaos Lord from Winter Assault notable only for making idiotic statements, and utilizing Sorcerers in his warband when there&#039;s some possessing to be done. Also has a weird way of saying &amp;quot;drown&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Azariah Kyras]]: A Librarian who somehow became a Champion of Khorne and who ascended to daemonhood. Presumably, his [[Awesome|speaking skills were great enough that the Blood God was able to give him slight leeway in regards to the &#039;no Psyker rule&#039;]], likely because he was a philosopher of carrion and slaughter, showing Khorne&#039;s way as freedom, freedom in meaningless, in mindlessness, which he accuses the functionings of the universe of. Khorne loves that stuff, existentialism for skulls, especially when it&#039;s an arch-traitor responsible for the deaths of billions, then declaring openly his allegience of Chaos to his fellow Mehreens as he is about to ascend as one of the most powerful daemon princes ever. A psyker who uses psykic powers to bring about good old kinetic Exterminatus, their reputation to raise covert cults of slaughter, discover their lust for combat and seek to encompass it, and ultimatedly be the poster child of Khornist Existentialism is too good of a chance for Khorne to pass up, who either wins against the galaxy or gets to devour Kyras&#039; soul in a good long bloodbashing and probably still make a good Greater Daemon of Khorne out of him, probably the one and only Chaos tactical genius who could actually lead a Black Crusade properly. That&#039;s another reason Khorne likes him. Kyras&#039; no funny business style of simply tearing a sector apart however possible tends to draw other Chaos God devotees under the wing of a Khornate champion. Here is the speech of doom that he gives the player&#039;s army (before the last level of the game ) or per canon, the Blood Ravens following Captain Diomedes before the climax:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Faithful... enlightened... ambitious... brethren. &lt;br /&gt;
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In but a single decade, a few mere swipes of the pendulum, we have gathered a sacrifice to Khorne that will be made legend.Though it was a simpler, weaker voice that illuminated me during my centuries upon the Judgement of Carrion... it was Khorne&#039;s messenger that showed me the true path of freedom from our pathetic corpse-Emperor. &lt;br /&gt;
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And what is this path? This meaning, this purpose to which we gather the skulls of our foes? It is nothing. There is no meaning, no purpose. We murder. We kill. It is mindless savagery, this UNIVERSE IS MINDLESS! &lt;br /&gt;
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In mere hours, billions will die. Innocent! Guilty! Strong and weak! Honest and deceitful! ALL of them! They will scream, they will burn, and for no purpose but that mighty Khorne may revel in their bloodshed! And united in this void of purpose, fear, or duty... we shall at long last be free! &lt;br /&gt;
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BLOOD! FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!! SKULLS! FOR THE SKULL THRONE!!! LET... THE GALAXY... BUUUURRRRNNN!!!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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Also notable as the single longest-to-fucking-kill-boss in the history of the Dawn of War series other than [[Ulkair]]. (Not that we haven&#039;t found ways to cheese him in under five minutes, namely Tyranids spamming warriors with venom upgrades alongside Hive Lord with his anti-daemon gun) Still, pure undiluted awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
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===In Fantasy===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;VIKINGS!!!&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;&#039;VIIIIIIIIIIIIKIIIIIIIIIIIIINNGSSSSSSSS!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Valkia the Bloody]]: A pissed off badass Valkyrie who chooses who will fight on in the Halls of the Blood God after they die in glorious battle. She managed to kill a motherfucking DAEMON PRINCE as a lowly, un-Marked, un-augmented human in SINGLE COMBAT to earn Khorne&#039;s favour, CUT ITS FUCKING HEAD OFF, AND THEN CARRIED IT BACK TO THE NORTH TO PLACE AT THE FOOT OF THE SKULL THRONE. And then she died on the way. But Khorne was so impressed by this badassery/pissed off by her death, he resurrected her as a fucking Daemon Princess. Now she flies around the battlefields of the world slaughtering anything that looks at her funny and bearing Norsemen to the Khorne&#039;s place for a glorious afterlife of fighting and drinking. She is also far more attractive than anything of Slaanesh&#039;s menagerie, much to the Prince of Pleasure&#039;s eternal rage and the Bloodfather&#039;s great amusement, primarily due to having hair.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Garmr Hrodvitnir: Aka Billy Squigins, A Chaos Lord of Khorne who managed to almost kill Gotrek Fucking Gurnisson in a fight. &#039;Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Hrothgar Daemonaxe: A Chaos Lord who only had his rules and miniatures released at a Games Day. He had the statline of a Bloodthirster. His miniature also depicts him throttling an elf, which makes him a good person.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Arbaal the Undefeated: Nicknamed &#039;Arbaal the Easily Defeatable&#039; due to his rules from Champions of Chaos having been shockingly awful. Arbaal&#039;s been effectively retcon&#039;d out of existence under the excuse that he&#039;s journeyed into the Realm of Chaos to challenge Khorne himself to a fight. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Good luck with that.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; It went about as well as you expected.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Scyla Anfingrimm: The greatest [[Chaos Spawn|You-Know-What]] ever to walk the earth. Scyla was a Chaos Lord of Khorne who got one too many mutations before his time and devolved into a YKW. But he&#039;s the most badass YKW ever, and is a leadership 10 general. Which is impressive considering the only thing he can say is &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&#039;KILL FOR KHORNE! KILL FOR KHORNE! KILL FOR KHORNE!&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Chaos Lord Varmisgal: A Chaos Lord who&#039;s blood has turned to liquid bronze. He is responsible for the stalking brass bull of Nuln and the great raid into the Misty Mountains... it is also alleged he ate his own penis.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Valmir Aesling: A Norscan king and Champion of Khorne who destroyed the Norse Dwarf Hold of Kraka Drak. Managed to get a fucking Daemon Prince to work for him, slaughtered a metric fuck-ton of Norse Dwarfs (roughly 8 times the manliness of a regular Dwarf and thus worth 24 Space Wolves). [[Awesome|Also rode a motherfucking chariot pulled by skinless bears]].&lt;br /&gt;
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* Egil Styrbjorn: A Norscan High Yarl of the Skaeligs and probably the greatest epitome of manliness a Chaos Warrior devoted to Khorne can achieve. He slew a lot and took names, kicked Bretonnian arses, sexed many women yet never got a proper heir (only daughters). It was so bad for him that he adopted a boy that became later his personal shamanistic seer and advisor...that is until he banged a Kurgan Sorceress that was prophesied by said shaman to bear Egil&#039;s son, yet the damned cheese eating surrender monkeys took her and his unborn son away, which he answered them with apocalyptic RAAAAAGE and titanic slaughter (added that said Sorceress wanted to sacrifice the unborn child for immortality actually made this a good situation; there&#039;s also the fact that the Kurgan Sorceress was actually possessing a Bretonnian noblewoman when she did the deed with Egil so Egil&#039;s son was in that Bretonnian&#039;s womb, and the Bretonnian Knights wanted to rescue her). And thus there was an epic campaign to retrieve the boy. Wields two badass flaming axes called Garmr and Gormr. Really dislikes the Lady of the Lake and other Southerner gods. So manly he is that he let a Grail Knight stab him only to throw back his sword to him. Also known for embodying Khorne&#039;s tactical take on war, which he mercilessly used against the Bretonnian Knights that stubbornly charged his warriors head on (until said knights realized that they were duped and slaughtered in seconds).&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Skarr Bloodwrath]]: Deranged respawning berserker with axes that double as flails. Joined [[Archaon]]&#039;s posse during [[The End Times]] as one of the many Khornate forces that helped hasten the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Fun Khorne Facts==&lt;br /&gt;
* Interestingly the word &amp;quot;Khorne&amp;quot; in Ancient Cypriot Greek literally means to &amp;quot;Shit Blood&amp;quot;. Kh&#039; - &amp;quot;To force outward&amp;quot;,  ORN - &amp;quot;Back passage&amp;quot;, Ee - &amp;quot;Blood&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
*Doombreed, Khorne&#039;s second daemon prince servant, might actually be Genghis Khan himself.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne&#039;s looking for ways to incorporate dinosaurs into his armies, due to the sheer amount of [[RIP AND TEAR]] they can unleash on their enemies. He&#039;s unbelievably pissed that he hasn&#039;t managed to get any yet- &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|YOU GAVE IT AWAY?!?!? FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOUUUUUUUUUU}}&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne &amp;lt;strike&amp;gt;secretly&amp;lt;/strike&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;{{Blam|BLATANTLY}}&#039;&#039;&#039; hates everyone who kills the defenseless in his name. He&#039;d plot ways to kill them, but he&#039;s too mad to do that. (So what else is new?)&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne was just able to stand watching Jurassic World once it got going due to the Indominus Rex and how it made everything else look like bitches.  He raged when it died.  He&#039;s looking for its skull &#039;cause he wishes he could have it as one of his servants- *sounds of swords and blood* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|FAGGOT!}}&#039;&#039;&#039;  (Why couldn&#039;t Khorne just seek the skull of the Mosasaurus that killed it?  Or Rexie, T-rex is classic, I hear you say.) To that, I answer that coz without the Mosasaurus then Rex would&#039;a DIED.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne is unsure whether or not he hates [[Cultist-chan]], due to a) the fact that she can&#039;t do anything except scream about &#039;kap-tooring eet for kay-oss&#039; and get purged and b) the fact that she&#039;s so good at spreading [[RAEG]] amongst various unlucky meatsacks and fa/tg/uys. And that indecisiveness makes him foam at the mouth in an unending rage.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne practically invented flipping the table when you lose at card games, or it goes too slowly. He does this whenever the major Warp entities play cards in the Formless Wastes.&lt;br /&gt;
*Followers of Khorne actually have the ability to pull off [[LIIVI]]/[[Eldrad]] level dick-style moves in battle. They just choose not to do this.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne wanted [[Settra the Imperishable]] as one of his servants once. However, Settra won&#039;t ever serve Khorne, even going so far as to give ALL OF CHAOS the &#039;&#039;&#039;motherfucking middle finger&#039;&#039;&#039; before going off to hunt down [[Nagash]]. That said, Settra may well be one of the few mortal beings besides his own servants Khorne has any respect for. He still hates Settra though.&lt;br /&gt;
*Slaanesh once created some Kayos Spess Mehreens with his/her colour scheme, but with armour nicked off fallen Khornate warriors. And when Khorne saw this, &#039;&#039;&#039;his wrath was legendary&#039;&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
*Slaanesh and Khorne also have regular &#039;plans&#039; on Friday night- *sounds of something even bigger than a [[Bloodthirster]] coming through and much ripping and tearing* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|NO! YOU&#039;RE LYING!}}&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Emperor|That Twat With The Chair]] and Khorne haven&#039;t &#039;&#039;&#039;SMACKED DOWN&#039;&#039;&#039; yet, but Khorne is secretly looking forward to it when it happens- he wants to test Spess Jaysis&#039;s might against his own. Tickets are now on sale!&lt;br /&gt;
*If an internet hyperlink comes up red, it&#039;s not because the page doesn&#039;t exist, it&#039;s because Khorne looked at what was once on the other end, and &#039;&#039;&#039;he didn&#039;t like what he saw&#039;&#039;&#039;, so much so that the hyperlink is stained with the blood of what once was.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne&#039;s favorite form of grouping is in ogdoads, for reasons that should be obvious once you know what that word means.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne&#039;s favorite [[video game|vidja]] was [[Doom]]. he abandoned it in pure terror once he learned it was [[DOOM|Autobiographical]]&lt;br /&gt;
* If Khorne is acting calm towards you, don&#039;t relax. He doesn&#039;t like anything, he just hates some things less than others. There is such a thing as cold-hatred.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne was &#039;&#039;&#039;ALMOST&#039;&#039;&#039; pleased when [[Iskandar Khayon]] smashed his ship, the &#039;&#039;Tlaloc&#039;&#039;, into the Slaaneshi world of Harmony, killing a whole shitload of Slaaneshi fucks and breaking the planet in half. Then he remembered Khayon was a damn Thousand Son Sorcerer. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne will not stab you in the back. He will simply stab you in the face until your face stops resembling a face.&lt;br /&gt;
*There is only being to ever earn Khorne&#039;s respect and he is the &#039;&#039;&#039;MOTHERFUCKING DOOMGUY!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne hates snipers. Partly because they sneak and hide like pussies and don&#039;t get into a proper fight, partly because head shots ruin perfectly good skulls.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne is the patron god of Chimpanzees (no seriously, look them up; those bastards are the the fucking marauding barbarians of the jungle, especially since their cousins the Bonobos seem like milquetoast Slaanesh followers).&lt;br /&gt;
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==Gallery==&lt;br /&gt;
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Image:Khornate.JPG|Khorne&#039;s followers off the battlefield. REVERSE ARMWRESTLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:khornewaffel.JPG|Waffles for the Blood God!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khornetrainer.JPG|Khorne&#039;s trainers prefer violent Pokémon. &lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne_tattoo.jpg|Mark of Khorne.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Free like a riding demon by Ragathol.jpg|Khornette.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Backwardsthrone.jpg|Just as Planned. Always. As. Planned.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Khornette.jpg|Khorne wants to know why the drawfags never give them noses. &lt;br /&gt;
File:Tea Time.jpg|In the grim darkness of the far future, there is still time for tea...&lt;br /&gt;
File:Khorne-Art.jpg|Warriors of Chaos: making everything in 40K look like bitches since 2002.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:You&#039;re_madder_than_Khorne.png|There &#039;&#039;&#039;is&#039;&#039;&#039; such a thing as being too mad for Khorne!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorneholiover2.png |The [[Cornholio the Cultist|Great Khorneholio]]. He needs blood and skulls for his bunghole.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne-and-Slaanesh.jpg|Nine months later Khaine was born...&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Anon_pleases_Khorne.png|Who knew Berzerkers came in &#039;&#039;Shrimp&#039;&#039; size?&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne Flakes.jpg|The tastiest of all! Add blood for more flavor.&lt;br /&gt;
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==See also==&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Brass]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Berserker]] - Chaos Space Marines with Axes and a bad attitude.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Angron]] - Daemon prince of Khorne and the Primarch of World Eaters.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[World Eaters]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Khârn|Khârn the Betrayer]] - A pretty fun guy to be around.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Valkia the Bloody]] - Scarousal in it&#039;s purest form.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Warhammer_40,000/Tactics/Khorne_Daemonkin(7E)|Tactics/Khorne Daemonkin]] - That&#039;s right, meatsacks! The servants of Khorne have their own codex!&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Age of Sigmar/Tactics/Chaos/Blades of Khorne|Tactics/Blades of Khorne]] - Khorne&#039;s servants in AoS.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Rage]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sorcerers of Khorne]] - Double heresy!&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Doombreed]] - One angry son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;
* This pretty much sums up his forces: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-gSJW3sHXE&amp;amp;feature=channel_video_title&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Katanas_are_Underpowered_in_d20#Khorne_is_underpowered_in_40k|Khorne is underpowered in 40k]]&lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vljHBXA3UKE - death metal song devoted to Khorne. &lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8mEOiI4pjs - trash metal song summing up Khorne pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KUB9QGKCNmI - a bunch of anime Khorne worshippers. Better than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;
* https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8mEOiI4pjs - another metal song devoted to Khorne. GW actually commissioned this one. Yes, they really were that awesome back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Khorne</title>
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[[File:khorne_by_baklaher-d7335e6.jpg|500px|thumb|right|Special K in all his glory, Sitting comfortably on his Skull Throne, being pissed off at everyone and everything.]]&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-size:1.10em;font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;font-family:serif;margin-top:1em;margin-bottom:1em&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:red;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt; BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! MILK FOR THE KHORNE FLAKES! &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;- The creed of Khorne being Overused to Death&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in the bosom of a man like smoke.|Homer}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|The important thing in life is not victory but combat: it is not to have vanquished but to have fought well.|Pierre de Coubertin}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|War is the father of all.|Heraclitus}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Who was the first that forged the deadly blade? Of rugged steel his savage soul was made.|Tibullus}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|War does not determine who is right - only who is left.|Bertrand Russell}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge.|General George S. Patton}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Introduction==&lt;br /&gt;
[[RAGE|&#039;&#039;&#039;Khorne&#039;&#039;&#039;]], also known as Kharnath, Arkhar, Khorgar, [[Viking|Kjorn]], Khar, the Great Brass Bull, the Bloody Handed, the Axefather, the Bloodwolf, The Great Khorneholio, Special K, the [[Ulric|Wolf-Father]], Frowny Face McMurderaxe, Sergeant Slaughter, the Lord of Fighters, the Messiah of Mayhem, Call of Duty: Demon DLC, [[If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device|The Parapeligac Sociopath]], [[If_the_Emperor_had_a_Text-to-Speech_Device|MegaSatan]], Definitely not fucking Khaine, [[Dwarf Fortress|Armok]], and 8866 other names, is the [[Chaos God]] of war, murder, savagery, hatred, murder, destruction, rage, wrath, murder, battle, barbarism and [[Vance Motherfucking Stubbs|manliness]]...oh and did we mention murder. He is also the mofo that the Klingons worship. As well as this he symbolises courage, athleticism, determination, daring, discipline, sportsmanship, honor, impulsiveness, and struggling onward in the face of any odds. But mostly he&#039;s simply about being angry.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is commonly held to be the strongest [[Chaos]] God by default, and is associated with wolves and powerful hunting dogs, as well as lions and bulls. For another reason that is likely inspired by occultism, Khorne&#039;s sacred number is eight - and thus, his followers tend to organize themselves into groups of eights and its multiples. Fun fact, this also means that the names of Khornate daemons are usually comprised of eight syllables. &lt;br /&gt;
[[File:SkullThrone.jpg|400px|right|thumb|The Big K in all his glory contemplating on whose rectum he is going to shove his chainaxe into with extreme prejudice.(Spoiler: its everyone)]]&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne, by virtue of being the most powerful Chaos God, is also the most powerful general &amp;quot;divinity&amp;quot; in both iterations of Warhammer. In both versions of Warhammer, his followers are characterized by an overbearing need to spill blood and engage in honest battle, as well as a violent code of martial honour and a &amp;quot;survival of the fittest&amp;quot; approach to morality. They tend to be dutiful, as well, but said duties involve whacking their axes into their enemy and painting their blood all over villages gargling their blood as mouthwash (if only because Khorne&#039;s only real command is to spill worthy blood in his name). &lt;br /&gt;
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This is where Khorne and Slaanesh generally clash as enemy gods. While Khorne instills discipline, honor and a sense of selfless duty in his followers to obey a single purpose (spill blood in his name), Slaanesh is the polar opposite. Slaanesh instead tells his/her followers to do &amp;lt;strike&amp;gt;whoever&amp;lt;/strike&amp;gt; whatever they want in their own selfish pursuit of pleasure, caring not for the consequences of their actions (e.g; using your authority to hoard food from your starving citizens, so you can indulge in bottomless gluttony every day).&lt;br /&gt;
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This is also why Khorne is at odds with Tzeentch: Tzeentch sees things like honor and discipline as unnecessary hamstrings towards one&#039;s advancement and opts that everything is on the table when one wishes to further their position (why duel your Lord for his position when you could arrange for an &amp;quot;accident&amp;quot; to befall him, instead? Sure its a low-blow, but if your lord was too stupid to see that car bomb coming, was he really deserving of loyalty?). The same can be said of his disdain for sorcery. Tzeentch thinks that mortals using the power of the gods themselves is fair game in their pursuit of progress (so long as you can control it), while Khorne thinks that using anything else but your own strength alone means you are weak and his &amp;quot;survival of the fittest&amp;quot; ideal has no place for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne also has the distinction of being the only Chaos God (or any god for that matter) whose word you can take at face value. The other gods don&#039;t realize that disdain for scheming and backstabbing isn&#039;t the same as being stupid. Nor do they realize that over-complicating things is actually the worst thing a planner can do. The more unnecessary variables to a plan, the easier it is for something to break. ([[Just as Planned|that said Tzeentchian plans have divination included into them, eliminating most tactical miscalculations]], [[Not as Planned|unless Tzeentch wanted it to happen.]]). So - you actually want results? Be practical. Involve only as many steps as you need. Beat someone until they&#039;re reduced to a bloody smear on the ground - no step 2 required.&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, Khorne isn&#039;t a stupid brute, he&#039;s actually pretty smart. The god of battles knows a thing or two about tactics and warfare. That said, Khorne&#039;s doctrine is inflexible. One, straightforward approach to anything. Simply put: Break everything in half. Which means that it all rides on an &amp;quot;all-or-nothing&amp;quot; deal. If his battering ram approach doesn&#039;t work there&#039;s little to be done to salvage the situation beyond everyone dying a glorious death. Usually this isn&#039;t the case for most battles, the Khornates&#039; overwhelming need to quench their bloodlust gets in the way of reorganization. Of course, if things go according to plan, there are only few things that can stop the demonically-possessed no brakes hate train.&lt;br /&gt;
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If Khorne had a voice actor it would have been BRIAN BLESSED but BRIAN chose Gotrek instead, the rejection sending Khorne&#039;s rage to new heights (unsubstantiated rumors say Khorne&#039;s considered sending Skulltaker and Karnak after BRIAN BLESSED, but Khorne realized all he&#039;ll get from that is two dead daemons with burst eardrums).&lt;br /&gt;
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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lw64e7JVRj0 Here is his theme song.]&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne is described as resembling a giant, iron-hewed warrior clad in red armour, with a massive sword and a winged helm that conceals a snarling face like that of a wolf. This humanoid form could be seen as something darkly meaningful, were it not for the fact that more or less everyone in both settings is conveniently human-shaped.&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Khorne First.jpg|thumb|right|400px|The first depiction of Khorne in Warhammer art.]]&lt;br /&gt;
Of course, most artists at GW forget that he&#039;s supposed to look a giant Chaos Warrior and instead make him look like an overgrown Bloodthirster on a chair.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and His Worship===&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne is the easiest god ever to worship. Where [[Tzeentch|other]] [[Slaanesh|more]] [[Nurgle|pussified]] gods may demand you to memorize overly long prayers and hymns, or to build huge houses of worship and other such unmanly bullshit, Khorne is venerated with one thing and one thing only: the time-honoured tradition of [[rip and tear|hack&#039;n&#039;slash]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is worshipped on the battlefield. His hymns are the sound of steel on steel, his sacraments are the blows of hammer and axe, his only prayer the bellowing of the warcry &amp;quot;Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!&amp;quot; and his libation is the blood spilled in his name. &lt;br /&gt;
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In essence, you worship Khorne by being a good warrior. And as a warrior, you&#039;ll find your interests and his tend to generally align; he wants death but isn&#039;t picky on who, and you want to live to fight another day. Thus, the mere act of preserving your life will earn the pleasure of the god of battle. In a setting where there is no peace, only war, Khorne is always going to be massively powerful. Further, most of the armies embody one of his aspects - [[Space Marine|Powerful]] and [[Necron|fearless]] warriors are the [[Chaos|chosen]] of Khorne, but he favors those who use [[Ork|brute force assaults]] carried out with [[Tyranid|singular purpose and no remorse]] just as well. [[Just As Planned|Khorne wins in fights his forces weren&#039;t even involved in]].&lt;br /&gt;
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However, Khorne is one of those honourable war-gods. So don&#039;t think that beating your enemies by anything other than sheer strength, skill and aggression will make him happy. And for the love of Sigmar/Emprah, don&#039;t try to cheat by picking fights with the weak or helpless or by giving him baby skulls. Khorne expects a form of savage, viking-esque dignity from his followers and for them to be generally [[Fist of the North Star|manly]], this means you have to fight worthy opponents and those generally able to at least hold up a sword. &#039;&#039;Only after&#039;&#039; the worthwhile enemies are out of the way; then you can gorge yourself on the blood of women and children all you want (or make them fight amongst themselves and recruit the survivors, or enslave them, or whatever). Most of the writers forget this, thinking that Khorne really gives no fucks about what you kill, and it makes Khorne [[Rage|snarl in anger]]. Though he continues to send his flesh-hounds to hunt down those who flee and abandon their brothers on the battlefield, be they Chaos or non-Chaos. &lt;br /&gt;
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Aside from that and (obviously) never backing down from a fight, Khorne has no commandments whatsoever. But deviating from the aforementioned in the slightest is begging for the flesh-hounds to tear your ass apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Such as it is, it would be incorrect to think Khorne doesn&#039;t have priests dedicated to him. Though, being a warrior god, these priests tend to be warriors themselves and are often marked by their god. In essence, the only difference between them and a Chaos marauder/Space Marine is several pounds of armour. In Warhammer Fantasy, these priests are called &#039;Bloodfathers&#039;, and in lieu of magic that is gifted to their priests by other gods, Khorne just gives [[AWESOME|HOLYSHITAWESOME]] fighting skills and visions of bloodshed. In [[Age of Sigmar]], they&#039;re called Slaughterpriests and they basically lead by example, killing while screaming out Khorne&#039;s name. If the killing is good enough, Khorne will empower the priest and/or his allies; but if the killing is unworthy, the priest himself will feel Khorne&#039;s wrath.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is also venerated by working brass into your armour and weapons and donning fashionable high collars. Occasionally, a warrior so pleases Khorne that he gifts him with specially made ones that in addition to looking fabulous can also grant total fucking immunity to magic. After all, who needs spellcasting when you can make a motherfucker&#039;s spine disappear - with your bare hands no less?&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, Khorne is worshiped by warriors, generals and basically anyone who likes battle. His chosen Space Marines legion is of course the World Eaters, in Warhammer Fantasy, the Norscans tend to venerate him with the greatest piety, especially the Aesling tribe, who are Khorne&#039;s most devoted servants in Fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne&#039;s take on magic===&lt;br /&gt;
As posted by an Anon some time ago, he perfectly summed up what Khorne&#039;s opinion on magic is: FUCK WIZARDS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, here&#039;s what the &amp;quot;FUCK WIZARDS&amp;quot; thing means.&lt;br /&gt;
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Note that the hate of psykers/wizards/etc is pretty much the exact same and works by the same logic for both Khornates and the SoB/Black Templar/etc. Its a [[Conan the Barbarian|Conan-esque]] kind of swords and sorcery thing. Khornates hate wizards for [[3e|trivializing encounters with a single spell and overshadowing fighters]]. They hate turning what should be a military endeavor into a weird wizard show where people turn into frogs. They hate Slaaneshi for the same reason, they take what should be a wholesome murder fest and make it into something creepy and weird, what with them &amp;quot;discomporting themselves with the dead&amp;quot; and all that. In Realms of Chaos, its entirely possible for a librarian or wizard to go to Khorne. They just refrain from using their powers, and only use their psi/magic (in combat) to resist spells from that point onward.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are okay with laser beams. They are okay with sniper rifles. They are okay with flaming swords. They are okay with running people over with tanks. They are okay with chemical gas. They are okay with exterminatus. They are okay with holocausts. They are okay with blitzkriegs. They are okay with honorable duels at dawn.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are not okay with turning people to frogs, mind controlling people, raining glitterdust from the skies to blind everyone, raising armies of zombies to do the killing for you, and so forth. They are not okay with someone pointing their finger and you dropping dead. They are okay with rituals to summon demons. They are okay with navigating the warp without crashing into suns. They are okay with sending astropathic messages. They are okay with chaining wizards up and forcing them to eternally forge magic items on pain of death.&lt;br /&gt;
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You may consider it hypocritical that Khornates are okay with blatantly unfair TECHNOLOGICAL murder, but not okay with blatantly unfair MIND/MAGICAL murder, but the point, or at least one interpretation, is that wizards/psykers fucking cheat. They do. They steal the power of the Warp for their own ends. As long as they stay in line, and do nothing but permit the warrior to enact his craft, fine, let them live, albeit in terror, enslaved by chains of brass until the day they are no longer useful, at which point their skulls can join Khorne&#039;s throne.&lt;br /&gt;
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But stealing the Gods&#039; own fire and using it to do what mortals should do through their own skill and strength is unacceptable. Remember that technology is completely valid to Khorne. Stealth is completely valid to Khorne. Skill is completely valid to Khorne. Cleverness is completely valid to Khorne. The nuclear bomb and other innovations that come after it could be seen to be unfair. But it is a mortal invention. Mortals should give honor to Khorne by murdering each other through the sweat of their brow.&lt;br /&gt;
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The scientist who devises new ways to kill is a saint. His work can be put to any other use -- [[Slaanesh|enriching human life]], [[Nurgle|ending hunger, fighting diseases]], [[Tzeentch|answering great questions]]. But the scientist who devises new bombs and weapons is, in his own way, a champion of Khorne. He takes his limitless human potential and nobly limits himself to new ways to kill. Whether you kill with a sword or a bomb, you are killing using good old fashioned mortal strength and genius. You aren&#039;t stealing warp energy from the gods in the form of a fireball and cravenly calling it your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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The forger of enchanted weapons, though deserving of slavery and abuse as all wizards are until the day they die, is an ideal symbol. It is fitting that spell energy be subjugated to and entombed within cold steel, just as wizards deserve to be subjugated to warriors until they lie cold and headless in the ground or else burnt to ash. The magic weapon is a symbol of might&#039;s superiority to magic.&lt;br /&gt;
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The jury is still out on whether or not Khorne is okay with magically imbued people.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne! When the Galaxy burns, we will define righteousness!&lt;br /&gt;
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tl;dr Magic is unmanly, grab a sword (or a 16-inch battleship cannon, if that&#039;s your thing) and go kill like real men do already.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and other Chaos gods===&lt;br /&gt;
As a rule, Khorne despises [[Slaanesh]] because they&#039;re an effeminate milk-sop who can&#039;t grow a beard or swing an axe like they&#039;ve got a pair (even though Slaanesh probably has the biggest pair, but less on that), and also because he personifies acting outwardly (ie: seeking the deaths of others), while Slaanesh acts inwardly (ie: seeking their own pleasure). Khorne also finds Slaanesh&#039;s obsession with luxury and torture wasteful and dishonorable. Slaanesh is about living it up while Khorne is about tearing it the fuck down.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne also hates [[Tzeentch]], though they are not fundamental rivals, because his reliance on magic is seen as a sign of weakness and his desire not to face his foes in person is decried by Khorne as cowardly. Khorne sees his penchant for deceit and trickery as dishonorable. Also Khorne prefers muscles over books (plus Tzeentch is a huge NEEEEEEEEEEEEEERD).&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne thinks he hates [[Nurgle]] also, because the fat fuck doesn&#039;t even try to get shit done. Thus, his embodiment as sloth runs contrary to the active, vital aspect of Khorne, but he&#039;s all for death if its by homicide or genocide. &lt;br /&gt;
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There&#039;s also [[Solkan]], the not-Chaos Chaos God of Law and a rival of Khorne, being the only Chaos god that can match him in sheer RAAAAEG. Khorne likes to sit back and have a chuckle at Solkan&#039;s outbursts, if only because the last time he actually tried to move in on Solkan&#039;s turf he lost that fight. Not even the Blood God can top the sexually frustrated wrath of a guy looking for his [[Arianka|sisterwife]].&lt;br /&gt;
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Of all the Chaos gods, Khorne actually hates [[Malal]] the least. For one thing, he respects the lost god for sticking to his guns: he hates the other gods, wants them dead and is actively working towards that goal. Since Nurgle just sits there being a scabby procrastinator, Tzeentch just has to have his fingers in everyone&#039;s business and Slaanesh is fucking Slaanesh (really, they are), this is something Khorne can sympathize with. Also, Malal is one of the only chaos gods to put up a halfway decent fight when Khorne manages to find him, which would mean that they would be best buds if Malal wasn&#039;t a self destructive, omnicidal lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;
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In short he hates everyone and pissed at everyone, including you even if you worship him (usually its a matter how pissed he is at you). And they hate him too. Except for Nurgle, who&#039;s too nice to hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and non-Chaotic Gods===&lt;br /&gt;
Well, [[Ulric]] is his little brother and they tend to get along rather well. Ulric&#039;s still ridiculing Khorne over the fact that one of his greatest champions, Haargroth, got his head smashed in by Ulric&#039;s Ar-Ulric, Khorne usually replies by pointing out that &#039;&#039;Storm of Chaos&#039;&#039; isn&#039;t canon anymore. Not that that stops Ulric. Khorne and Ulric often get into arguments over which one of them is moar Viking; with Khorne usually winning by pointing out that his top worshipers actually are Vikings and that he has a Valkyrie. They also settle this with arm wrestling and drinking contests. There&#039;s a lot of belligerence, but you can sense the brotherly love underneath. Indeed, it&#039;s kind of a [[Fist of the North Star|Raoh/Ken relationship]].&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite both being war-gods, Khorne has a poor relationship with [[Myrmidia]]. Khorne, despite being a master of tactics and sieges and the finer points of warfare, vastly prefers a manly head-on charge, and Myrmidia&#039;s sissy &amp;quot;planning&amp;quot; approach to warfare therefore offends Khorne.  Most meetings between the Blood God and the Maiden of Strategy end with the Blood God fuming impotently because his strict code of martial honour does not permit him to hit girls (or pull their hair) and retreating to his tree house.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is the only Chaos God who tolerates Sigmar because he thinks he&#039;s pretty bad-ass AND respects the idea of a mortal man becoming a god. That and Sigmar&#039;s comic book series, Sigmar the Emprahrian, has great splashpages of fights and no SWORDSWORDSWORDS. However, this tolerance is only one-sided, and while Khorne respects him, it doesn&#039;t mean he won&#039;t try to put an axe in his head for being an sworn enemy of Chaos.  &lt;br /&gt;
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When asked about the [[Emperor]], Khorne usually responds with a streaming torrent of bloody curses and oaths which causes a bloody froth to start leaking from his helmet. In short, he is remarkably indifferent to the old man. Ironically, they share many of the same beliefs: They both disliked psykers, they both have a kick ass thrones, and they both have units dedicated to close combat. Hell, even the Emprah&#039;s head is a skull. What&#039;s not to like?&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is utterly sick and tired of anyone who dares associate him with [[Khaine|40Khaine]]. Before eviscerating anyone who makes that connection, he will often give a short PowerPoint presentation, explaining how Khaine is an honourless god of murder and sadism while he himself is a god of honourable and forthright battle and courage, and how sadism is contrary to his code (Khorne indeed used to be about honorable combat, but now he&#039;s just about mindless violence and hating everyone for either piss-poor reasons or for no reason at all. Goddammit, GW). Khorne then reiterates that Khaine&#039;s elfishness and love for scantily clad women is sickening and makes him more like Slaanesh...  Of course, this is just a front on Khorne&#039;s part.  Khaine&#039;s love of war combined with his elfness and that his most ardent worshippers are scantily-clad women proves Khaine to be the secret love-child of Khorne and Slaanesh (tsundere confir- *sounds of violent, painful evisceration* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|WHO DARES? IN MY OWN PAGE, OF ALL THINGS? FUCK YOUUUUUUUU}}&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:purple;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Slaanesh|Search your feelings you know it to be true]].&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That being said, Khaine does have a dual nature in Fantasy thanks to being worshiped by [[Dark Elves]] and paid respect to by [[High Elves]], where one side is indeed honorable and just wants to keep fighting and being badass which means Khorne can tolerate him approximately half the time. The fact that both are patrons of [[Blood Bowl]] teams is usually the common ground, with Khaine and Khorne crashing/trashing some other God&#039;s house to watch on game nights while downing can after can of Bloodweisers and shoveling Dwarf Rinds in their faces. Khaine periodically tries to invade the realm of Khorne whenever the Khornate team beats the Dark Elf team, with such meetings ending with the two having a hell of a banger and many broken bones in the afterlife. When Khaine&#039;s team beats Khorne&#039;s, Khorne takes out his aggression by beating the fuck out of Slaanesh (no homo) while Dark Elves go on safari hunting [[Warriors of Chaos|Khorne&#039;s worshipers]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne has absolutely no patience for the [[Horned Rat]], who is a favorite of Nurgle and Tzeentch respectively. It&#039;s a weak vermin whose very existence pisses him off. As a result, Khorne is much more fond of [[Sotek]] who encourages killing the fuck out of [[Skaven]] whenever they appear, and is also a fan of blood sacrifice (the fact that Sotek wants hearts and cares nothing for skulls is reassuring since they don&#039;t intrude on each other&#039;s fetish); this fondness is entirely one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like the other Chaos Gods, Khorne has no fucking clue what the Great Maw is. However, it doesn&#039;t seem to complain when [[Ogre Kingdoms|Ogres]] worship Khorne, so he&#039;s got nothing against him...her...it...schclim...whatever, the big god-thing that wants to eat.&lt;br /&gt;
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The pantheon of the [[Tomb Kings]] mostly stick to themselves, so Khorne only knows they exist.. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is impressed with the [[Bretonnia|Bretonnian]] race by the fact they&#039;re the epitome of honor and glorious valor. On the other hand, their entire race has been tricked by a single fucking Elf Goddess into doing their every command which fills Khorne with incomprehensible fury. As it stands, the first being that&#039;s going to get the axe when Khorne manages to get an avatar to manifest in the material plane is Lileath. &lt;br /&gt;
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[[Mork]] and [[Gork]]/Gork and Mork are Khorne&#039;s old drinking buddies. They piss him off more than any other beings in existence, but after a good 3-way beatdown and a few billion cases of squig beer he realizes they&#039;re alright company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne has a feeling that he&#039;d get along with the gods of the [[Dwarfs]], but even their introductions (being long ass winded descriptions of their primary worshipers and their lineages) irritate him so much he can&#039;t even get into a conversation with them. One of them is STILL giving his own introduction, and has been for about 20,000 years or so now (and he hasn&#039;t even reached the changes that have happened since he started). Unable to make him aware of what&#039;s going on around him, Khorne simply moved him into the guest room and bricked it off with a wall of skulls.&lt;br /&gt;
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As for the [[Tyranid|Bugs?]], Khorne hates them &#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Especially&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; due to them not having real blood, just vile alien ichor.&lt;br /&gt;
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==His portrayal in Warhammer Fantasy==&lt;br /&gt;
He&#039;s a half-way mythologically accurate version of [[Viking|Odin]], whose very name means Fury (and one translation means &#039;frenzy&#039;). You could also make the case that Khorne is Thor minus any protective instincts towards humanity, as both are whirling vortices of blood and spit who are associated with the colour red and its connotation of anger. &lt;br /&gt;
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No, that&#039;s it. Get the fuck out; he&#039;s an axe-crazy, psychopathic, evil-as-balls daemonic version of Odin - so basically the Norse god of wisdom, with wisdom actually treated the way Vikings would have recognized.  Currently there&#039;s a bit of a debate about how much of Odin he represents (see discussion page) so this bit will list the similarities and some of the differences.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, for one thing, Chaos worshipers in Warhammer Fantasy actually are Vikings. Read about them [[Warriors of Chaos|here]]. Secondly, Khorne is closely associated with wolves in that setting (one of Odin&#039;s names literally translates to &#039;Battle Wolf&#039;), and even has a wolf-like pet in Karanak, thus, fulfilling a role similar to Freki and Geri, or more closely, Garmr (having three heads, Karnak also parallels Cerberus from Greek Mythology).  Also, it&#039;s revealed in Knight of the Realm that Khorne owns two hunting wolves/giant fleshhounds called Garmr and Gormr, with whom he partakes in a wild hunt across the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another point of similarity is that both Odin and Khorne are war gods explicitly connected with berserker rage.  They have their own warrior-cults associated with them who fight with said rage and Odin&#039;s Olfhednar are practically the same as Khorne&#039;s Chosen in both form and function. &lt;br /&gt;
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Additionally, thanks to Valkia, Khorne also has a Valkyrie to further the similarity between him and Odin. This was inevitable, of course, given that the Warriors of Chaos are indeed an evil version of the Vikings as has already been stated. It should also be noted that Valkia&#039;s similarity to the Valkyries is not a superficial one. She is actually referred to as &#039;the Sword-Maiden of the Blood God&#039; in the WoC codex, and is Khorne&#039;s Chooser of the Slain who carries those worthy champions and warriors of his to fight on in the Blood God&#039;s halls after death. &lt;br /&gt;
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Finally, we got a glimpse of his neck of the Realm of Chaos in the Valkia novel written by Sarah Cock-well. It was basically Chaos Valhalla, and here&#039;s some of his quotes:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;A cleaved head no longer plots.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;A head stuck on a pike no longer conspires.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Put to the sword they who disagree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now for the differences, aside from the obvious physical ones Odin also scries, it&#039;s woman&#039;s magic taught to him by Frigg and Freya.  He&#039;s got the rage, yeah, but he&#039;s also all about fate and averting ragnarok, (directly opposed to Khorne&#039;s goals) even if he knows he can&#039;t stop it since fate works that way; in that regard Khorne is more like Surtr from Norse Mythology (the fiery giant who wages war and brings flames that would consume the Earth - the instigator of Ragnarok).  We see this in the Havamal, Grimnismal, the Voluspa, and the Lokasenna.  Hell, in Lokasenna, we learn he cross dresses, ie was tied into shamanic practices (Indo-Europeans have a thing for seers in drag).  He can also get to Tzeentch levels with his planning and Odin&#039;s perfectly fine with Runic magic, whereas Khorne hates that shit.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Champions Of Khorne==&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Kharn the Betrayer]]: Embodiment of Crazy Awesome and Patron Saint of fun guys everywhere. Kharn is Khorne&#039;s greatest mortal champion in 40K and has a wholly deserved reputation as a team-killing nutso. Once upon a time, Kharn was a straight-laced, meticulous Assault Captain of the World Eaters 8th company. But [[Horus Heresy|after a certain chain of events]] dedicated himself wholly to Khorne, thus becoming one of the most fucking lethal warriors in the galaxy as well as probably the most religiously devoted of Khorne&#039;s servants. Also notable for shattering two entire Space Marine legions by himself with a flamethrower in a single night. Despite this, since his first appearance (where he was no different from other Berzerkers) he became more and more coolheaded when not in combat (and even then there are moments when he is coolheaded in combat). He&#039;s become a swell guy because of this.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Angron]]: &#039;&#039;&#039;HE! GETS! SHIT! DONE!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;. Khorne&#039;s foremost Daemon Prince alongside Doombreed. PERIOD. &lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Doombreed]]: Khorne&#039;s greatest Daemon Prince ever and possibly either Genghis Khan or Turgeis the Devil IRL (probably Genghis Khan, Turgeis the Devil&#039;s infamy mostly came from cowardly tactics - he attacking churches because non-combatants like clergymen and monks didn&#039;t put up the best fights and to steal all the holy relics and decoration made from precious metals). Notable for launching an actually successful Dark Crusade that wiped out two Space Marine chapters. Which is more than a [[Abaddon|certain armless failure has pulled off]].&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Svane Vulfbad]]: EVEN IN 40K KHORNE&#039;S CHOSEN ARE VIKINGS. Svane Vulfbad was a motherfucking badass [[Awesome|Chaos Terminator Space Wolf Chaos Lord]] who grew tired of the Imperium&#039;s sickening effeminate inability to GET SHIT DONE and the Space Wolves&#039; sickening fur-fetishes and instead decided to dedicated himself to a god worthy of his kickassery. He thus became a badass Chaos Lord dedicated to Khorne (because a berserker god of war who likes axes meshes well with Vikings) and was killed, anticlimactically, by a thunderbolt while fighting Harald Deathwolf.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Crull]]: A Chaos Lord from Winter Assault notable only for making idiotic statements, and utilizing Sorcerers in his warband when there&#039;s some possessing to be done. Also has a weird way of saying &amp;quot;drown&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Azariah Kyras]]: A Librarian who somehow became a Champion of Khorne and who ascended to daemonhood. Presumably, his [[Awesome|speaking skills were great enough that the Blood God was able to give him slight leeway in regards to the &#039;no Psyker rule&#039;]], likely because he was a philosopher of carrion and slaughter, showing Khorne&#039;s way as freedom, freedom in meaningless, in mindlessness, which he accuses the functionings of the universe of. Khorne loves that stuff, existentialism for skulls, especially when it&#039;s an arch-traitor responsible for the deaths of billions, then declaring openly his allegience of Chaos to his fellow Mehreens as he is about to ascend as one of the most powerful daemon princes ever. A psyker who uses psykic powers to bring about good old kinetic Exterminatus, their reputation to raise covert cults of slaughter, discover their lust for combat and seek to encompass it, and ultimatedly be the poster child of Khornist Existentialism is too good of a chance for Khorne to pass up, who either wins against the galaxy or gets to devour Kyras&#039; soul in a good long bloodbashing and probably still make a good Greater Daemon of Khorne out of him, probably the one and only Chaos tactical genius who could actually lead a Black Crusade properly. That&#039;s another reason Khorne likes him. Kyras&#039; no funny business style of simply tearing a sector apart however possible tends to draw other Chaos God devotees under the wing of a Khornate champion. Here is the speech of doom that he gives the player&#039;s army (before the last level of the game ) or per canon, the Blood Ravens following Captain Diomedes before the climax:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Faithful... enlightened... ambitious... brethren. &lt;br /&gt;
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In but a single decade, a few mere swipes of the pendulum, we have gathered a sacrifice to Khorne that will be made legend.Though it was a simpler, weaker voice that illuminated me during my centuries upon the Judgement of Carrion... it was Khorne&#039;s messenger that showed me the true path of freedom from our pathetic corpse-Emperor. &lt;br /&gt;
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And what is this path? This meaning, this purpose to which we gather the skulls of our foes? It is nothing. There is no meaning, no purpose. We murder. We kill. It is mindless savagery, this UNIVERSE IS MINDLESS! &lt;br /&gt;
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In mere hours, billions will die. Innocent! Guilty! Strong and weak! Honest and deceitful! ALL of them! They will scream, they will burn, and for no purpose but that mighty Khorne may revel in their bloodshed! And united in this void of purpose, fear, or duty... we shall at long last be free! &lt;br /&gt;
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BLOOD! FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!! SKULLS! FOR THE SKULL THRONE!!! LET... THE GALAXY... BUUUURRRRNNN!!!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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Also notable as the single longest-to-fucking-kill-boss in the history of the Dawn of War series other than [[Ulkair]]. (Not that we haven&#039;t found ways to cheese him in under five minutes, namely Tyranids spamming warriors with venom upgrades alongside Hive Lord with his anti-daemon gun) Still, pure undiluted awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
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===In Fantasy===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;VIKINGS!!!&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;&#039;VIIIIIIIIIIIIKIIIIIIIIIIIIINNGSSSSSSSS!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Valkia the Bloody]]: A pissed off badass Valkyrie who chooses who will fight on in the Halls of the Blood God after they die in glorious battle. She managed to kill a motherfucking DAEMON PRINCE as a lowly, un-Marked, un-augmented human in SINGLE COMBAT to earn Khorne&#039;s favour, CUT ITS FUCKING HEAD OFF, AND THEN CARRIED IT BACK TO THE NORTH TO PLACE AT THE FOOT OF THE SKULL THRONE. And then she died on the way. But Khorne was so impressed by this badassery/pissed off by her death, he resurrected her as a fucking Daemon Princess. Now she flies around the battlefields of the world slaughtering anything that looks at her funny and bearing Norsemen to the Khorne&#039;s place for a glorious afterlife of fighting and drinking. She is also far more attractive than anything of Slaanesh&#039;s menagerie, much to the Prince of Pleasure&#039;s eternal rage and the Bloodfather&#039;s great amusement, primarily due to having hair.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Garmr Hrodvitnir: Aka Billy Squigins, A Chaos Lord of Khorne who managed to almost kill Gotrek Fucking Gurnisson in a fight. &#039;Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Hrothgar Daemonaxe: A Chaos Lord who only had his rules and miniatures released at a Games Day. He had the statline of a Bloodthirster. His miniature also depicts him throttling an elf, which makes him a good person.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Arbaal the Undefeated: Nicknamed &#039;Arbaal the Easily Defeatable&#039; due to his rules from Champions of Chaos having been shockingly awful. Arbaal&#039;s been effectively retcon&#039;d out of existence under the excuse that he&#039;s journeyed into the Realm of Chaos to challenge Khorne himself to a fight. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Good luck with that.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; It went about as well as you expected.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Scyla Anfingrimm: The greatest [[Chaos Spawn|You-Know-What]] ever to walk the earth. Scyla was a Chaos Lord of Khorne who got one too many mutations before his time and devolved into a YKW. But he&#039;s the most badass YKW ever, and is a leadership 10 general. Which is impressive considering the only thing he can say is &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&#039;KILL FOR KHORNE! KILL FOR KHORNE! KILL FOR KHORNE!&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Chaos Lord Varmisgal: A Chaos Lord who&#039;s blood has turned to liquid bronze. He is responsible for the stalking brass bull of Nuln and the great raid into the Misty Mountains... it is also alleged he ate his own penis.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Valmir Aesling: A Norscan king and Champion of Khorne who destroyed the Norse Dwarf Hold of Kraka Drak. Managed to get a fucking Daemon Prince to work for him, slaughtered a metric fuck-ton of Norse Dwarfs (roughly 8 times the manliness of a regular Dwarf and thus worth 24 Space Wolves). [[Awesome|Also rode a motherfucking chariot pulled by skinless bears]].&lt;br /&gt;
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* Egil Styrbjorn: A Norscan High Yarl of the Skaeligs and probably the greatest epitome of manliness a Chaos Warrior devoted to Khorne can achieve. He slew a lot and took names, kicked Bretonnian arses, sexed many women yet never got a proper heir (only daughters). It was so bad for him that he adopted a boy that became later his personal shamanistic seer and advisor...that is until he banged a Kurgan Sorceress that was prophesied by said shaman to bear Egil&#039;s son, yet the damned cheese eating surrender monkeys took her and his unborn son away, which he answered them with apocalyptic RAAAAAGE and titanic slaughter (added that said Sorceress wanted to sacrifice the unborn child for immortality actually made this a good situation; there&#039;s also the fact that the Kurgan Sorceress was actually possessing a Bretonnian noblewoman when she did the deed with Egil so Egil&#039;s son was in that Bretonnian&#039;s womb, and the Bretonnian Knights wanted to rescue her). And thus there was an epic campaign to retrieve the boy. Wields two badass flaming axes called Garmr and Gormr. Really dislikes the Lady of the Lake and other Southerner gods. So manly he is that he let a Grail Knight stab him only to throw back his sword to him. Also known for embodying Khorne&#039;s tactical take on war, which he mercilessly used against the Bretonnian Knights that stubbornly charged his warriors head on (until said knights realized that they were duped and slaughtered in seconds).&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Skarr Bloodwrath]]: Deranged respawning berserker with axes that double as flails. Joined [[Archaon]]&#039;s posse during [[The End Times]] as one of the many Khornate forces that helped hasten the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Fun Khorne Facts==&lt;br /&gt;
* Interestingly the word &amp;quot;Khorne&amp;quot; in Ancient Cypriot Greek literally means to &amp;quot;Shit Blood&amp;quot;. Kh&#039; - &amp;quot;To force outward&amp;quot;,  ORN - &amp;quot;Back passage&amp;quot;, Ee - &amp;quot;Blood&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
*Doombreed, Khorne&#039;s second daemon prince servant, might actually be Genghis Khan himself.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne&#039;s looking for ways to incorporate dinosaurs into his armies, due to the sheer amount of [[RIP AND TEAR]] they can unleash on their enemies. He&#039;s unbelievably pissed that he hasn&#039;t managed to get any yet- &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|YOU GAVE IT AWAY?!?!? FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOUUUUUUUUUU}}&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne &amp;lt;strike&amp;gt;secretly&amp;lt;/strike&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;{{Blam|BLATANTLY}}&#039;&#039;&#039; hates everyone who kills the defenseless in his name. He&#039;d plot ways to kill them, but he&#039;s too mad to do that. (So what else is new?)&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne was just able to stand watching Jurassic World once it got going due to the Indominus Rex and how it made everything else look like bitches.  He raged when it died.  He&#039;s looking for its skull &#039;cause he wishes he could have it as one of his servants- *sounds of swords and blood* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|FAGGOT!}}&#039;&#039;&#039;  (Why couldn&#039;t Khorne just seek the skull of the Mosasaurus that killed it?  Or Rexie, T-rex is classic, I hear you say.) To that, I answer that coz without the Mosasaurus then Rex would&#039;a DIED.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne is unsure whether or not he hates [[Cultist-chan]], due to a) the fact that she can&#039;t do anything except scream about &#039;kap-tooring eet for kay-oss&#039; and get purged and b) the fact that she&#039;s so good at spreading [[RAEG]] amongst various unlucky meatsacks and fa/tg/uys. And that indecisiveness makes him foam at the mouth in an unending rage.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne practically invented flipping the table when you lose at card games, or it goes too slowly. He does this whenever the major Warp entities play cards in the Formless Wastes.&lt;br /&gt;
*Followers of Khorne actually have the ability to pull off [[LIIVI]]/[[Eldrad]] level dick-style moves in battle. They just choose not to do this.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne wanted [[Settra the Imperishable]] as one of his servants once. However, Settra won&#039;t ever serve Khorne, even going so far as to give ALL OF CHAOS the &#039;&#039;&#039;motherfucking middle finger&#039;&#039;&#039; before going off to hunt down [[Nagash]]. That said, Settra may well be one of the few mortal beings besides his own servants Khorne has any respect for. He still hates Settra though.&lt;br /&gt;
*Slaanesh once created some Kayos Spess Mehreens with his/her colour scheme, but with armour nicked off fallen Khornate warriors. And when Khorne saw this, &#039;&#039;&#039;his wrath was legendary&#039;&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
*Slaanesh and Khorne also have regular &#039;plans&#039; on Friday night- *sounds of something even bigger than a [[Bloodthirster]] coming through and much ripping and tearing* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|NO! YOU&#039;RE LYING!}}&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Emperor|That Twat With The Chair]] and Khorne haven&#039;t &#039;&#039;&#039;SMACKED DOWN&#039;&#039;&#039; yet, but Khorne is secretly looking forward to it when it happens- he wants to test Spess Jaysis&#039;s might against his own. Tickets are now on sale!&lt;br /&gt;
*If an internet hyperlink comes up red, it&#039;s not because the page doesn&#039;t exist, it&#039;s because Khorne looked at what was once on the other end, and &#039;&#039;&#039;he didn&#039;t like what he saw&#039;&#039;&#039;, so much so that the hyperlink is stained with the blood of what once was.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne&#039;s favorite form of grouping is in ogdoads, for reasons that should be obvious once you know what that word means.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne&#039;s favorite [[video game|vidja]] was [[Doom]]. he abandoned it in pure terror once he learned it was [[DOOM|Autobiographical]]&lt;br /&gt;
* If Khorne is acting calm towards you, don&#039;t relax. He doesn&#039;t like anything, he just hates some things less than others. There is such a thing as cold-hatred.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne was &#039;&#039;&#039;ALMOST&#039;&#039;&#039; pleased when [[Iskandar Khayon]] smashed his ship, the &#039;&#039;Tlaloc&#039;&#039;, into the Slaaneshi world of Harmony, killing a whole shitload of Slaaneshi fucks and breaking the planet in half. Then he remembered Khayon was a damn Thousand Son Sorcerer. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne will not stab you in the back. He will simply stab you in the face until your face stops resembling a face.&lt;br /&gt;
*There is only being to ever earn Khorne&#039;s respect and he is the &#039;&#039;&#039;MOTHERFUCKING DOOMGUY!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne hates snipers. Partly because they sneak and hide like pussies and don&#039;t get into a proper fight, partly because head shots ruin perfectly good skulls.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne is the patron god of Chimpanzees (no seriously, look them up; those bastards are the the fucking marauding barbarians of the jungle, especially since their cousins the Bonobos seem like milquetoast Slaanesh followers).&lt;br /&gt;
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==Gallery==&lt;br /&gt;
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Image:Khornate.JPG|Khorne&#039;s followers off the battlefield. REVERSE ARMWRESTLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:khornewaffel.JPG|Waffles for the Blood God!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khornetrainer.JPG|Khorne&#039;s trainers prefer violent Pokémon. &lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne_tattoo.jpg|Mark of Khorne.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Free like a riding demon by Ragathol.jpg|Khornette.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Backwardsthrone.jpg|Just as Planned. Always. As. Planned.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Khornette.jpg|Khorne wants to know why the drawfags never give them noses. &lt;br /&gt;
File:Tea Time.jpg|In the grim darkness of the far future, there is still time for tea...&lt;br /&gt;
File:Khorne-Art.jpg|Warriors of Chaos: making everything in 40K look like bitches since 2002.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:You&#039;re_madder_than_Khorne.png|There &#039;&#039;&#039;is&#039;&#039;&#039; such a thing as being too mad for Khorne!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorneholiover2.png |The [[Cornholio the Cultist|Great Khorneholio]]. He needs blood and skulls for his bunghole.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne-and-Slaanesh.jpg|Nine months later Khaine was born...&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Anon_pleases_Khorne.png|Who knew Berzerkers came in &#039;&#039;Shrimp&#039;&#039; size?&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne Flakes.jpg|The tastiest of all! Add blood for more flavor.&lt;br /&gt;
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==See also==&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Brass]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Berserker]] - Chaos Space Marines with Axes and a bad attitude.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Angron]] - Daemon prince of Khorne and the Primarch of World Eaters.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[World Eaters]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Khârn|Khârn the Betrayer]] - A pretty fun guy to be around.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Valkia the Bloody]] - Scarousal in it&#039;s purest form.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Warhammer_40,000/Tactics/Khorne_Daemonkin(7E)|Tactics/Khorne Daemonkin]] - That&#039;s right, meatsacks! The servants of Khorne have their own codex!&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Age of Sigmar/Tactics/Chaos/Blades of Khorne|Tactics/Blades of Khorne]] - Khorne&#039;s servants in AoS.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Rage]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sorcerers of Khorne]] - Double heresy!&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Doombreed]] - One angry son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;
* This pretty much sums up his forces: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-gSJW3sHXE&amp;amp;feature=channel_video_title&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Katanas_are_Underpowered_in_d20#Khorne_is_underpowered_in_40k|Khorne is underpowered in 40k]]&lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vljHBXA3UKE - death metal song devoted to Khorne. &lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8mEOiI4pjs - trash metal song summing up Khorne pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KUB9QGKCNmI - a bunch of anime Khorne worshippers. Better than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;
* https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8mEOiI4pjs - another metal song devoted to Khorne. GW actually commissioned this one. Yes, they really were that awesome back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[File:khorne_by_baklaher-d7335e6.jpg|500px|thumb|right|Special K in all his glory, Sitting comfortably on his Skull Throne, being pissed off at everyone and everything.]]&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-size:1.10em;font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;font-family:serif;margin-top:1em;margin-bottom:1em&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:red;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt; BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! MILK FOR THE KHORNE FLAKES! &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;- The creed of Khorne being Overused to Death&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in the bosom of a man like smoke.|Homer}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|The important thing in life is not victory but combat: it is not to have vanquished but to have fought well.|Pierre de Coubertin}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|War is the father of all.|Heraclitus}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Who was the first that forged the deadly blade? Of rugged steel his savage soul was made.|Tibullus}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|War does not determine who is right - only who is left.|Bertrand Russell}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge.|General George S. Patton}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Introduction==&lt;br /&gt;
[[RAGE|&#039;&#039;&#039;Khorne&#039;&#039;&#039;]], also known as Kharnath, Arkhar, Khorgar, [[Viking|Kjorn]], Khar, the Great Brass Bull, the Bloody Handed, the Axefather, the Bloodwolf, The Great Khorneholio, Special K, the [[Ulric|Wolf-Father]], Frowny Face McMurderaxe, Sergeant Slaughter, the Lord of Fighters, the Messiah of Mayhem, Call of Duty: Demon DLC, [[If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device|The Parapeligac Sociopath]], [[If_the_Emperor_had_a_Text-to-Speech_Device|MegaSatan]], Definitely not fucking Khaine, [[Dwarf Fortress|Armok]], and 8866 other names, is the [[Chaos God]] of war, murder, savagery, hatred, murder of all kinds, destruction, rage, wrath, battle, and [[Vance Motherfucking Stubbs|manliness]].  He is also the mofo that the Klingons worship. As well as this he symbolises courage, athleticism, determination, daring, discipline, sportsmanship, honor, impulsiveness, and struggling onward in the face of any odds. But mostly he&#039;s simply about being angry.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is commonly held to be the strongest [[Chaos]] God by default, and is associated with wolves and powerful hunting dogs, as well as lions and bulls. For another reason that is likely inspired by occultism, Khorne&#039;s sacred number is eight - and thus, his followers tend to organize themselves into groups of eights and its multiples. Fun fact, this also means that the names of Khornate daemons are usually comprised of eight syllables. &lt;br /&gt;
[[File:SkullThrone.jpg|400px|right|thumb|The Big K in all his glory contemplating on whose rectum he is going to shove his chainaxe into with extreme prejudice.(Spoiler: its everyone)]]&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne, by virtue of being the most powerful Chaos God, is also the most powerful general &amp;quot;divinity&amp;quot; in both iterations of Warhammer. In both versions of Warhammer, his followers are characterized by an overbearing need to spill blood and engage in honest battle, as well as a violent code of martial honour and a &amp;quot;survival of the fittest&amp;quot; approach to morality. They tend to be dutiful, as well, but said duties involve whacking their axes into their enemy and painting their blood all over villages gargling their blood as mouthwash (if only because Khorne&#039;s only real command is to spill worthy blood in his name). &lt;br /&gt;
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This is where Khorne and Slaanesh generally clash as enemy gods. While Khorne instills discipline, honor and a sense of selfless duty in his followers to obey a single purpose (spill blood in his name), Slaanesh is the polar opposite. Slaanesh instead tells his/her followers to do &amp;lt;strike&amp;gt;whoever&amp;lt;/strike&amp;gt; whatever they want in their own selfish pursuit of pleasure, caring not for the consequences of their actions (e.g; using your authority to hoard food from your starving citizens, so you can indulge in bottomless gluttony every day).&lt;br /&gt;
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This is also why Khorne is at odds with Tzeentch: Tzeentch sees things like honor and discipline as unnecessary hamstrings towards one&#039;s advancement and opts that everything is on the table when one wishes to further their position (why duel your Lord for his position when you could arrange for an &amp;quot;accident&amp;quot; to befall him, instead? Sure its a low-blow, but if your lord was too stupid to see that car bomb coming, was he really deserving of loyalty?). The same can be said of his disdain for sorcery. Tzeentch thinks that mortals using the power of the gods themselves is fair game in their pursuit of progress (so long as you can control it), while Khorne thinks that using anything else but your own strength alone means you are weak and his &amp;quot;survival of the fittest&amp;quot; ideal has no place for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne also has the distinction of being the only Chaos God (or any god for that matter) whose word you can take at face value. The other gods don&#039;t realize that disdain for scheming and backstabbing isn&#039;t the same as being stupid. Nor do they realize that over-complicating things is actually the worst thing a planner can do. The more unnecessary variables to a plan, the easier it is for something to break. ([[Just as Planned|that said Tzeentchian plans have divination included into them, eliminating most tactical miscalculations]], [[Not as Planned|unless Tzeentch wanted it to happen.]]). So - you actually want results? Be practical. Involve only as many steps as you need. Beat someone until they&#039;re reduced to a bloody smear on the ground - no step 2 required.&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, Khorne isn&#039;t a stupid brute, he&#039;s actually pretty smart. The god of battles knows a thing or two about tactics and warfare. That said, Khorne&#039;s doctrine is inflexible. One, straightforward approach to anything. Simply put: Break everything in half. Which means that it all rides on an &amp;quot;all-or-nothing&amp;quot; deal. If his battering ram approach doesn&#039;t work there&#039;s little to be done to salvage the situation beyond everyone dying a glorious death. Usually this isn&#039;t the case for most battles, the Khornates&#039; overwhelming need to quench their bloodlust gets in the way of reorganization. Of course, if things go according to plan, there are only few things that can stop the demonically-possessed no brakes hate train.&lt;br /&gt;
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If Khorne had a voice actor it would have been BRIAN BLESSED but BRIAN chose Gotrek instead, the rejection sending Khorne&#039;s rage to new heights (unsubstantiated rumors say Khorne&#039;s considered sending Skulltaker and Karnak after BRIAN BLESSED, but Khorne realized all he&#039;ll get from that is two dead daemons with burst eardrums).&lt;br /&gt;
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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lw64e7JVRj0 Here is his theme song.]&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne is described as resembling a giant, iron-hewed warrior clad in red armour, with a massive sword and a winged helm that conceals a snarling face like that of a wolf. This humanoid form could be seen as something darkly meaningful, were it not for the fact that more or less everyone in both settings is conveniently human-shaped.&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Khorne First.jpg|thumb|right|400px|The first depiction of Khorne in Warhammer art.]]&lt;br /&gt;
Of course, most artists at GW forget that he&#039;s supposed to look a giant Chaos Warrior and instead make him look like an overgrown Bloodthirster on a chair.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and His Worship===&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne is the easiest god ever to worship. Where [[Tzeentch|other]] [[Slaanesh|more]] [[Nurgle|pussified]] gods may demand you to memorize overly long prayers and hymns, or to build huge houses of worship and other such unmanly bullshit, Khorne is venerated with one thing and one thing only: the time-honoured tradition of [[rip and tear|hack&#039;n&#039;slash]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is worshipped on the battlefield. His hymns are the sound of steel on steel, his sacraments are the blows of hammer and axe, his only prayer the bellowing of the warcry &amp;quot;Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!&amp;quot; and his libation is the blood spilled in his name. &lt;br /&gt;
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In essence, you worship Khorne by being a good warrior. And as a warrior, you&#039;ll find your interests and his tend to generally align; he wants death but isn&#039;t picky on who, and you want to live to fight another day. Thus, the mere act of preserving your life will earn the pleasure of the god of battle. In a setting where there is no peace, only war, Khorne is always going to be massively powerful. Further, most of the armies embody one of his aspects - [[Space Marine|Powerful]] and [[Necron|fearless]] warriors are the [[Chaos|chosen]] of Khorne, but he favors those who use [[Ork|brute force assaults]] carried out with [[Tyranid|singular purpose and no remorse]] just as well. [[Just As Planned|Khorne wins in fights his forces weren&#039;t even involved in]].&lt;br /&gt;
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However, Khorne is one of those honourable war-gods. So don&#039;t think that beating your enemies by anything other than sheer strength, skill and aggression will make him happy. And for the love of Sigmar/Emprah, don&#039;t try to cheat by picking fights with the weak or helpless or by giving him baby skulls. Khorne expects a form of savage, viking-esque dignity from his followers and for them to be generally [[Fist of the North Star|manly]], this means you have to fight worthy opponents and those generally able to at least hold up a sword. &#039;&#039;Only after&#039;&#039; the worthwhile enemies are out of the way; then you can gorge yourself on the blood of women and children all you want (or make them fight amongst themselves and recruit the survivors, or enslave them, or whatever). Most of the writers forget this, thinking that Khorne really gives no fucks about what you kill, and it makes Khorne [[Rage|snarl in anger]]. Though he continues to send his flesh-hounds to hunt down those who flee and abandon their brothers on the battlefield, be they Chaos or non-Chaos. &lt;br /&gt;
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Aside from that and (obviously) never backing down from a fight, Khorne has no commandments whatsoever. But deviating from the aforementioned in the slightest is begging for the flesh-hounds to tear your ass apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Such as it is, it would be incorrect to think Khorne doesn&#039;t have priests dedicated to him. Though, being a warrior god, these priests tend to be warriors themselves and are often marked by their god. In essence, the only difference between them and a Chaos marauder/Space Marine is several pounds of armour. In Warhammer Fantasy, these priests are called &#039;Bloodfathers&#039;, and in lieu of magic that is gifted to their priests by other gods, Khorne just gives [[AWESOME|HOLYSHITAWESOME]] fighting skills and visions of bloodshed. In [[Age of Sigmar]], they&#039;re called Slaughterpriests and they basically lead by example, killing while screaming out Khorne&#039;s name. If the killing is good enough, Khorne will empower the priest and/or his allies; but if the killing is unworthy, the priest himself will feel Khorne&#039;s wrath.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is also venerated by working brass into your armour and weapons and donning fashionable high collars. Occasionally, a warrior so pleases Khorne that he gifts him with specially made ones that in addition to looking fabulous can also grant total fucking immunity to magic. After all, who needs spellcasting when you can make a motherfucker&#039;s spine disappear - with your bare hands no less?&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, Khorne is worshiped by warriors, generals and basically anyone who likes battle. His chosen Space Marines legion is of course the World Eaters, in Warhammer Fantasy, the Norscans tend to venerate him with the greatest piety, especially the Aesling tribe, who are Khorne&#039;s most devoted servants in Fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne&#039;s take on magic===&lt;br /&gt;
As posted by an Anon some time ago, he perfectly summed up what Khorne&#039;s opinion on magic is: FUCK WIZARDS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, here&#039;s what the &amp;quot;FUCK WIZARDS&amp;quot; thing means.&lt;br /&gt;
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Note that the hate of psykers/wizards/etc is pretty much the exact same and works by the same logic for both Khornates and the SoB/Black Templar/etc. Its a [[Conan the Barbarian|Conan-esque]] kind of swords and sorcery thing. Khornates hate wizards for [[3e|trivializing encounters with a single spell and overshadowing fighters]]. They hate turning what should be a military endeavor into a weird wizard show where people turn into frogs. They hate Slaaneshi for the same reason, they take what should be a wholesome murder fest and make it into something creepy and weird, what with them &amp;quot;discomporting themselves with the dead&amp;quot; and all that. In Realms of Chaos, its entirely possible for a librarian or wizard to go to Khorne. They just refrain from using their powers, and only use their psi/magic (in combat) to resist spells from that point onward.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are okay with laser beams. They are okay with sniper rifles. They are okay with flaming swords. They are okay with running people over with tanks. They are okay with chemical gas. They are okay with exterminatus. They are okay with holocausts. They are okay with blitzkriegs. They are okay with honorable duels at dawn.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are not okay with turning people to frogs, mind controlling people, raining glitterdust from the skies to blind everyone, raising armies of zombies to do the killing for you, and so forth. They are not okay with someone pointing their finger and you dropping dead. They are okay with rituals to summon demons. They are okay with navigating the warp without crashing into suns. They are okay with sending astropathic messages. They are okay with chaining wizards up and forcing them to eternally forge magic items on pain of death.&lt;br /&gt;
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You may consider it hypocritical that Khornates are okay with blatantly unfair TECHNOLOGICAL murder, but not okay with blatantly unfair MIND/MAGICAL murder, but the point, or at least one interpretation, is that wizards/psykers fucking cheat. They do. They steal the power of the Warp for their own ends. As long as they stay in line, and do nothing but permit the warrior to enact his craft, fine, let them live, albeit in terror, enslaved by chains of brass until the day they are no longer useful, at which point their skulls can join Khorne&#039;s throne.&lt;br /&gt;
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But stealing the Gods&#039; own fire and using it to do what mortals should do through their own skill and strength is unacceptable. Remember that technology is completely valid to Khorne. Stealth is completely valid to Khorne. Skill is completely valid to Khorne. Cleverness is completely valid to Khorne. The nuclear bomb and other innovations that come after it could be seen to be unfair. But it is a mortal invention. Mortals should give honor to Khorne by murdering each other through the sweat of their brow.&lt;br /&gt;
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The scientist who devises new ways to kill is a saint. His work can be put to any other use -- [[Slaanesh|enriching human life]], [[Nurgle|ending hunger, fighting diseases]], [[Tzeentch|answering great questions]]. But the scientist who devises new bombs and weapons is, in his own way, a champion of Khorne. He takes his limitless human potential and nobly limits himself to new ways to kill. Whether you kill with a sword or a bomb, you are killing using good old fashioned mortal strength and genius. You aren&#039;t stealing warp energy from the gods in the form of a fireball and cravenly calling it your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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The forger of enchanted weapons, though deserving of slavery and abuse as all wizards are until the day they die, is an ideal symbol. It is fitting that spell energy be subjugated to and entombed within cold steel, just as wizards deserve to be subjugated to warriors until they lie cold and headless in the ground or else burnt to ash. The magic weapon is a symbol of might&#039;s superiority to magic.&lt;br /&gt;
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The jury is still out on whether or not Khorne is okay with magically imbued people.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne! When the Galaxy burns, we will define righteousness!&lt;br /&gt;
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tl;dr Magic is unmanly, grab a sword (or a 16-inch battleship cannon, if that&#039;s your thing) and go kill like real men do already.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and other Chaos gods===&lt;br /&gt;
As a rule, Khorne despises [[Slaanesh]] because they&#039;re an effeminate milk-sop who can&#039;t grow a beard or swing an axe like they&#039;ve got a pair (even though Slaanesh probably has the biggest pair, but less on that), and also because he personifies acting outwardly (ie: seeking the deaths of others), while Slaanesh acts inwardly (ie: seeking their own pleasure). Khorne also finds Slaanesh&#039;s obsession with luxury and torture wasteful and dishonorable. Slaanesh is about living it up while Khorne is about tearing it the fuck down.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne also hates [[Tzeentch]], though they are not fundamental rivals, because his reliance on magic is seen as a sign of weakness and his desire not to face his foes in person is decried by Khorne as cowardly. Khorne sees his penchant for deceit and trickery as dishonorable. Also Khorne prefers muscles over books (plus Tzeentch is a huge NEEEEEEEEEEEEEERD).&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne thinks he hates [[Nurgle]] also, because the fat fuck doesn&#039;t even try to get shit done. Thus, his embodiment as sloth runs contrary to the active, vital aspect of Khorne, but he&#039;s all for death if its by homicide or genocide. &lt;br /&gt;
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There&#039;s also [[Solkan]], the not-Chaos Chaos God of Law and a rival of Khorne, being the only Chaos god that can match him in sheer RAAAAEG. Khorne likes to sit back and have a chuckle at Solkan&#039;s outbursts, if only because the last time he actually tried to move in on Solkan&#039;s turf he lost that fight. Not even the Blood God can top the sexually frustrated wrath of a guy looking for his [[Arianka|sisterwife]].&lt;br /&gt;
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Of all the Chaos gods, Khorne actually hates [[Malal]] the least. For one thing, he respects the lost god for sticking to his guns: he hates the other gods, wants them dead and is actively working towards that goal. Since Nurgle just sits there being a scabby procrastinator, Tzeentch just has to have his fingers in everyone&#039;s business and Slaanesh is fucking Slaanesh (really, they are), this is something Khorne can sympathize with. Also, Malal is one of the only chaos gods to put up a halfway decent fight when Khorne manages to find him, which would mean that they would be best buds if Malal wasn&#039;t a self destructive, omnicidal lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;
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In short he hates everyone and pissed at everyone, including you even if you worship him (usually its a matter how pissed he is at you). And they hate him too. Except for Nurgle, who&#039;s too nice to hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and non-Chaotic Gods===&lt;br /&gt;
Well, [[Ulric]] is his little brother and they tend to get along rather well. Ulric&#039;s still ridiculing Khorne over the fact that one of his greatest champions, Haargroth, got his head smashed in by Ulric&#039;s Ar-Ulric, Khorne usually replies by pointing out that &#039;&#039;Storm of Chaos&#039;&#039; isn&#039;t canon anymore. Not that that stops Ulric. Khorne and Ulric often get into arguments over which one of them is moar Viking; with Khorne usually winning by pointing out that his top worshipers actually are Vikings and that he has a Valkyrie. They also settle this with arm wrestling and drinking contests. There&#039;s a lot of belligerence, but you can sense the brotherly love underneath. Indeed, it&#039;s kind of a [[Fist of the North Star|Raoh/Ken relationship]].&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite both being war-gods, Khorne has a poor relationship with [[Myrmidia]]. Khorne, despite being a master of tactics and sieges and the finer points of warfare, vastly prefers a manly head-on charge, and Myrmidia&#039;s sissy &amp;quot;planning&amp;quot; approach to warfare therefore offends Khorne.  Most meetings between the Blood God and the Maiden of Strategy end with the Blood God fuming impotently because his strict code of martial honour does not permit him to hit girls (or pull their hair) and retreating to his tree house.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is the only Chaos God who tolerates Sigmar because he thinks he&#039;s pretty bad-ass AND respects the idea of a mortal man becoming a god. That and Sigmar&#039;s comic book series, Sigmar the Emprahrian, has great splashpages of fights and no SWORDSWORDSWORDS. However, this tolerance is only one-sided, and while Khorne respects him, it doesn&#039;t mean he won&#039;t try to put an axe in his head for being an sworn enemy of Chaos.  &lt;br /&gt;
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When asked about the [[Emperor]], Khorne usually responds with a streaming torrent of bloody curses and oaths which causes a bloody froth to start leaking from his helmet. In short, he is remarkably indifferent to the old man. Ironically, they share many of the same beliefs: They both disliked psykers, they both have a kick ass thrones, and they both have units dedicated to close combat. Hell, even the Emprah&#039;s head is a skull. What&#039;s not to like?&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is utterly sick and tired of anyone who dares associate him with [[Khaine|40Khaine]]. Before eviscerating anyone who makes that connection, he will often give a short PowerPoint presentation, explaining how Khaine is an honourless god of murder and sadism while he himself is a god of honourable and forthright battle and courage, and how sadism is contrary to his code (Khorne indeed used to be about honorable combat, but now he&#039;s just about mindless violence and hating everyone for either piss-poor reasons or for no reason at all. Goddammit, GW). Khorne then reiterates that Khaine&#039;s elfishness and love for scantily clad women is sickening and makes him more like Slaanesh...  Of course, this is just a front on Khorne&#039;s part.  Khaine&#039;s love of war combined with his elfness and that his most ardent worshippers are scantily-clad women proves Khaine to be the secret love-child of Khorne and Slaanesh (tsundere confir- *sounds of violent, painful evisceration* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|WHO DARES? IN MY OWN PAGE, OF ALL THINGS? FUCK YOUUUUUUUU}}&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:purple;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Slaanesh|Search your feelings you know it to be true]].&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That being said, Khaine does have a dual nature in Fantasy thanks to being worshiped by [[Dark Elves]] and paid respect to by [[High Elves]], where one side is indeed honorable and just wants to keep fighting and being badass which means Khorne can tolerate him approximately half the time. The fact that both are patrons of [[Blood Bowl]] teams is usually the common ground, with Khaine and Khorne crashing/trashing some other God&#039;s house to watch on game nights while downing can after can of Bloodweisers and shoveling Dwarf Rinds in their faces. Khaine periodically tries to invade the realm of Khorne whenever the Khornate team beats the Dark Elf team, with such meetings ending with the two having a hell of a banger and many broken bones in the afterlife. When Khaine&#039;s team beats Khorne&#039;s, Khorne takes out his aggression by beating the fuck out of Slaanesh (no homo) while Dark Elves go on safari hunting [[Warriors of Chaos|Khorne&#039;s worshipers]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne has absolutely no patience for the [[Horned Rat]], who is a favorite of Nurgle and Tzeentch respectively. It&#039;s a weak vermin whose very existence pisses him off. As a result, Khorne is much more fond of [[Sotek]] who encourages killing the fuck out of [[Skaven]] whenever they appear, and is also a fan of blood sacrifice (the fact that Sotek wants hearts and cares nothing for skulls is reassuring since they don&#039;t intrude on each other&#039;s fetish); this fondness is entirely one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like the other Chaos Gods, Khorne has no fucking clue what the Great Maw is. However, it doesn&#039;t seem to complain when [[Ogre Kingdoms|Ogres]] worship Khorne, so he&#039;s got nothing against him...her...it...schclim...whatever, the big god-thing that wants to eat.&lt;br /&gt;
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The pantheon of the [[Tomb Kings]] mostly stick to themselves, so Khorne only knows they exist.. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is impressed with the [[Bretonnia|Bretonnian]] race by the fact they&#039;re the epitome of honor and glorious valor. On the other hand, their entire race has been tricked by a single fucking Elf Goddess into doing their every command which fills Khorne with incomprehensible fury. As it stands, the first being that&#039;s going to get the axe when Khorne manages to get an avatar to manifest in the material plane is Lileath. &lt;br /&gt;
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[[Mork]] and [[Gork]]/Gork and Mork are Khorne&#039;s old drinking buddies. They piss him off more than any other beings in existence, but after a good 3-way beatdown and a few billion cases of squig beer he realizes they&#039;re alright company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne has a feeling that he&#039;d get along with the gods of the [[Dwarfs]], but even their introductions (being long ass winded descriptions of their primary worshipers and their lineages) irritate him so much he can&#039;t even get into a conversation with them. One of them is STILL giving his own introduction, and has been for about 20,000 years or so now (and he hasn&#039;t even reached the changes that have happened since he started). Unable to make him aware of what&#039;s going on around him, Khorne simply moved him into the guest room and bricked it off with a wall of skulls.&lt;br /&gt;
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As for the [[Tyranid|Bugs?]], Khorne hates them &#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Especially&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; due to them not having real blood, just vile alien ichor.&lt;br /&gt;
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==His portrayal in Warhammer Fantasy==&lt;br /&gt;
He&#039;s a half-way mythologically accurate version of [[Viking|Odin]], whose very name means Fury (and one translation means &#039;frenzy&#039;). You could also make the case that Khorne is Thor minus any protective instincts towards humanity, as both are whirling vortices of blood and spit who are associated with the colour red and its connotation of anger. &lt;br /&gt;
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No, that&#039;s it. Get the fuck out; he&#039;s an axe-crazy, psychopathic, evil-as-balls daemonic version of Odin - so basically the Norse god of wisdom, with wisdom actually treated the way Vikings would have recognized.  Currently there&#039;s a bit of a debate about how much of Odin he represents (see discussion page) so this bit will list the similarities and some of the differences.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, for one thing, Chaos worshipers in Warhammer Fantasy actually are Vikings. Read about them [[Warriors of Chaos|here]]. Secondly, Khorne is closely associated with wolves in that setting (one of Odin&#039;s names literally translates to &#039;Battle Wolf&#039;), and even has a wolf-like pet in Karanak, thus, fulfilling a role similar to Freki and Geri, or more closely, Garmr (having three heads, Karnak also parallels Cerberus from Greek Mythology).  Also, it&#039;s revealed in Knight of the Realm that Khorne owns two hunting wolves/giant fleshhounds called Garmr and Gormr, with whom he partakes in a wild hunt across the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another point of similarity is that both Odin and Khorne are war gods explicitly connected with berserker rage.  They have their own warrior-cults associated with them who fight with said rage and Odin&#039;s Olfhednar are practically the same as Khorne&#039;s Chosen in both form and function. &lt;br /&gt;
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Additionally, thanks to Valkia, Khorne also has a Valkyrie to further the similarity between him and Odin. This was inevitable, of course, given that the Warriors of Chaos are indeed an evil version of the Vikings as has already been stated. It should also be noted that Valkia&#039;s similarity to the Valkyries is not a superficial one. She is actually referred to as &#039;the Sword-Maiden of the Blood God&#039; in the WoC codex, and is Khorne&#039;s Chooser of the Slain who carries those worthy champions and warriors of his to fight on in the Blood God&#039;s halls after death. &lt;br /&gt;
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Finally, we got a glimpse of his neck of the Realm of Chaos in the Valkia novel written by Sarah Cock-well. It was basically Chaos Valhalla, and here&#039;s some of his quotes:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;A cleaved head no longer plots.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;A head stuck on a pike no longer conspires.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Put to the sword they who disagree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now for the differences, aside from the obvious physical ones Odin also scries, it&#039;s woman&#039;s magic taught to him by Frigg and Freya.  He&#039;s got the rage, yeah, but he&#039;s also all about fate and averting ragnarok, (directly opposed to Khorne&#039;s goals) even if he knows he can&#039;t stop it since fate works that way; in that regard Khorne is more like Surtr from Norse Mythology (the fiery giant who wages war and brings flames that would consume the Earth - the instigator of Ragnarok).  We see this in the Havamal, Grimnismal, the Voluspa, and the Lokasenna.  Hell, in Lokasenna, we learn he cross dresses, ie was tied into shamanic practices (Indo-Europeans have a thing for seers in drag).  He can also get to Tzeentch levels with his planning and Odin&#039;s perfectly fine with Runic magic, whereas Khorne hates that shit.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Champions Of Khorne==&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Kharn the Betrayer]]: Embodiment of Crazy Awesome and Patron Saint of fun guys everywhere. Kharn is Khorne&#039;s greatest mortal champion in 40K and has a wholly deserved reputation as a team-killing nutso. Once upon a time, Kharn was a straight-laced, meticulous Assault Captain of the World Eaters 8th company. But [[Horus Heresy|after a certain chain of events]] dedicated himself wholly to Khorne, thus becoming one of the most fucking lethal warriors in the galaxy as well as probably the most religiously devoted of Khorne&#039;s servants. Also notable for shattering two entire Space Marine legions by himself with a flamethrower in a single night. Despite this, since his first appearance (where he was no different from other Berzerkers) he became more and more coolheaded when not in combat (and even then there are moments when he is coolheaded in combat). He&#039;s become a swell guy because of this.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Angron]]: &#039;&#039;&#039;HE! GETS! SHIT! DONE!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;. Khorne&#039;s foremost Daemon Prince alongside Doombreed. PERIOD. &lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Doombreed]]: Khorne&#039;s greatest Daemon Prince ever and possibly either Genghis Khan or Turgeis the Devil IRL (probably Genghis Khan, Turgeis the Devil&#039;s infamy mostly came from cowardly tactics - he attacking churches because non-combatants like clergymen and monks didn&#039;t put up the best fights and to steal all the holy relics and decoration made from precious metals). Notable for launching an actually successful Dark Crusade that wiped out two Space Marine chapters. Which is more than a [[Abaddon|certain armless failure has pulled off]].&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Svane Vulfbad]]: EVEN IN 40K KHORNE&#039;S CHOSEN ARE VIKINGS. Svane Vulfbad was a motherfucking badass [[Awesome|Chaos Terminator Space Wolf Chaos Lord]] who grew tired of the Imperium&#039;s sickening effeminate inability to GET SHIT DONE and the Space Wolves&#039; sickening fur-fetishes and instead decided to dedicated himself to a god worthy of his kickassery. He thus became a badass Chaos Lord dedicated to Khorne (because a berserker god of war who likes axes meshes well with Vikings) and was killed, anticlimactically, by a thunderbolt while fighting Harald Deathwolf.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Crull]]: A Chaos Lord from Winter Assault notable only for making idiotic statements, and utilizing Sorcerers in his warband when there&#039;s some possessing to be done. Also has a weird way of saying &amp;quot;drown&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Azariah Kyras]]: A Librarian who somehow became a Champion of Khorne and who ascended to daemonhood. Presumably, his [[Awesome|speaking skills were great enough that the Blood God was able to give him slight leeway in regards to the &#039;no Psyker rule&#039;]], likely because he was a philosopher of carrion and slaughter, showing Khorne&#039;s way as freedom, freedom in meaningless, in mindlessness, which he accuses the functionings of the universe of. Khorne loves that stuff, existentialism for skulls, especially when it&#039;s an arch-traitor responsible for the deaths of billions, then declaring openly his allegience of Chaos to his fellow Mehreens as he is about to ascend as one of the most powerful daemon princes ever. A psyker who uses psykic powers to bring about good old kinetic Exterminatus, their reputation to raise covert cults of slaughter, discover their lust for combat and seek to encompass it, and ultimatedly be the poster child of Khornist Existentialism is too good of a chance for Khorne to pass up, who either wins against the galaxy or gets to devour Kyras&#039; soul in a good long bloodbashing and probably still make a good Greater Daemon of Khorne out of him, probably the one and only Chaos tactical genius who could actually lead a Black Crusade properly. That&#039;s another reason Khorne likes him. Kyras&#039; no funny business style of simply tearing a sector apart however possible tends to draw other Chaos God devotees under the wing of a Khornate champion. Here is the speech of doom that he gives the player&#039;s army (before the last level of the game ) or per canon, the Blood Ravens following Captain Diomedes before the climax:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Faithful... enlightened... ambitious... brethren. &lt;br /&gt;
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In but a single decade, a few mere swipes of the pendulum, we have gathered a sacrifice to Khorne that will be made legend.Though it was a simpler, weaker voice that illuminated me during my centuries upon the Judgement of Carrion... it was Khorne&#039;s messenger that showed me the true path of freedom from our pathetic corpse-Emperor. &lt;br /&gt;
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And what is this path? This meaning, this purpose to which we gather the skulls of our foes? It is nothing. There is no meaning, no purpose. We murder. We kill. It is mindless savagery, this UNIVERSE IS MINDLESS! &lt;br /&gt;
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In mere hours, billions will die. Innocent! Guilty! Strong and weak! Honest and deceitful! ALL of them! They will scream, they will burn, and for no purpose but that mighty Khorne may revel in their bloodshed! And united in this void of purpose, fear, or duty... we shall at long last be free! &lt;br /&gt;
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BLOOD! FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!! SKULLS! FOR THE SKULL THRONE!!! LET... THE GALAXY... BUUUURRRRNNN!!!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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Also notable as the single longest-to-fucking-kill-boss in the history of the Dawn of War series other than [[Ulkair]]. (Not that we haven&#039;t found ways to cheese him in under five minutes, namely Tyranids spamming warriors with venom upgrades alongside Hive Lord with his anti-daemon gun) Still, pure undiluted awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
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===In Fantasy===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;VIKINGS!!!&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;&#039;VIIIIIIIIIIIIKIIIIIIIIIIIIINNGSSSSSSSS!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Valkia the Bloody]]: A pissed off badass Valkyrie who chooses who will fight on in the Halls of the Blood God after they die in glorious battle. She managed to kill a motherfucking DAEMON PRINCE as a lowly, un-Marked, un-augmented human in SINGLE COMBAT to earn Khorne&#039;s favour, CUT ITS FUCKING HEAD OFF, AND THEN CARRIED IT BACK TO THE NORTH TO PLACE AT THE FOOT OF THE SKULL THRONE. And then she died on the way. But Khorne was so impressed by this badassery/pissed off by her death, he resurrected her as a fucking Daemon Princess. Now she flies around the battlefields of the world slaughtering anything that looks at her funny and bearing Norsemen to the Khorne&#039;s place for a glorious afterlife of fighting and drinking. She is also far more attractive than anything of Slaanesh&#039;s menagerie, much to the Prince of Pleasure&#039;s eternal rage and the Bloodfather&#039;s great amusement, primarily due to having hair.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Garmr Hrodvitnir: Aka Billy Squigins, A Chaos Lord of Khorne who managed to almost kill Gotrek Fucking Gurnisson in a fight. &#039;Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Hrothgar Daemonaxe: A Chaos Lord who only had his rules and miniatures released at a Games Day. He had the statline of a Bloodthirster. His miniature also depicts him throttling an elf, which makes him a good person.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Arbaal the Undefeated: Nicknamed &#039;Arbaal the Easily Defeatable&#039; due to his rules from Champions of Chaos having been shockingly awful. Arbaal&#039;s been effectively retcon&#039;d out of existence under the excuse that he&#039;s journeyed into the Realm of Chaos to challenge Khorne himself to a fight. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Good luck with that.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; It went about as well as you expected.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Scyla Anfingrimm: The greatest [[Chaos Spawn|You-Know-What]] ever to walk the earth. Scyla was a Chaos Lord of Khorne who got one too many mutations before his time and devolved into a YKW. But he&#039;s the most badass YKW ever, and is a leadership 10 general. Which is impressive considering the only thing he can say is &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&#039;KILL FOR KHORNE! KILL FOR KHORNE! KILL FOR KHORNE!&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Chaos Lord Varmisgal: A Chaos Lord who&#039;s blood has turned to liquid bronze. He is responsible for the stalking brass bull of Nuln and the great raid into the Misty Mountains... it is also alleged he ate his own penis.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Valmir Aesling: A Norscan king and Champion of Khorne who destroyed the Norse Dwarf Hold of Kraka Drak. Managed to get a fucking Daemon Prince to work for him, slaughtered a metric fuck-ton of Norse Dwarfs (roughly 8 times the manliness of a regular Dwarf and thus worth 24 Space Wolves). [[Awesome|Also rode a motherfucking chariot pulled by skinless bears]].&lt;br /&gt;
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* Egil Styrbjorn: A Norscan High Yarl of the Skaeligs and probably the greatest epitome of manliness a Chaos Warrior devoted to Khorne can achieve. He slew a lot and took names, kicked Bretonnian arses, sexed many women yet never got a proper heir (only daughters). It was so bad for him that he adopted a boy that became later his personal shamanistic seer and advisor...that is until he banged a Kurgan Sorceress that was prophesied by said shaman to bear Egil&#039;s son, yet the damned cheese eating surrender monkeys took her and his unborn son away, which he answered them with apocalyptic RAAAAAGE and titanic slaughter (added that said Sorceress wanted to sacrifice the unborn child for immortality actually made this a good situation; there&#039;s also the fact that the Kurgan Sorceress was actually possessing a Bretonnian noblewoman when she did the deed with Egil so Egil&#039;s son was in that Bretonnian&#039;s womb, and the Bretonnian Knights wanted to rescue her). And thus there was an epic campaign to retrieve the boy. Wields two badass flaming axes called Garmr and Gormr. Really dislikes the Lady of the Lake and other Southerner gods. So manly he is that he let a Grail Knight stab him only to throw back his sword to him. Also known for embodying Khorne&#039;s tactical take on war, which he mercilessly used against the Bretonnian Knights that stubbornly charged his warriors head on (until said knights realized that they were duped and slaughtered in seconds).&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Skarr Bloodwrath]]: Deranged respawning berserker with axes that double as flails. Joined [[Archaon]]&#039;s posse during [[The End Times]] as one of the many Khornate forces that helped hasten the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Fun Khorne Facts==&lt;br /&gt;
* Interestingly the word &amp;quot;Khorne&amp;quot; in Ancient Cypriot Greek literally means to &amp;quot;Shit Blood&amp;quot;. Kh&#039; - &amp;quot;To force outward&amp;quot;,  ORN - &amp;quot;Back passage&amp;quot;, Ee - &amp;quot;Blood&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
*Doombreed, Khorne&#039;s second daemon prince servant, might actually be Genghis Khan himself.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne&#039;s looking for ways to incorporate dinosaurs into his armies, due to the sheer amount of [[RIP AND TEAR]] they can unleash on their enemies. He&#039;s unbelievably pissed that he hasn&#039;t managed to get any yet- &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|YOU GAVE IT AWAY?!?!? FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOUUUUUUUUUU}}&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne &amp;lt;strike&amp;gt;secretly&amp;lt;/strike&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;{{Blam|BLATANTLY}}&#039;&#039;&#039; hates everyone who kills the defenseless in his name. He&#039;d plot ways to kill them, but he&#039;s too mad to do that. (So what else is new?)&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne was just able to stand watching Jurassic World once it got going due to the Indominus Rex and how it made everything else look like bitches.  He raged when it died.  He&#039;s looking for its skull &#039;cause he wishes he could have it as one of his servants- *sounds of swords and blood* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|FAGGOT!}}&#039;&#039;&#039;  (Why couldn&#039;t Khorne just seek the skull of the Mosasaurus that killed it?  Or Rexie, T-rex is classic, I hear you say.) To that, I answer that coz without the Mosasaurus then Rex would&#039;a DIED.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne is unsure whether or not he hates [[Cultist-chan]], due to a) the fact that she can&#039;t do anything except scream about &#039;kap-tooring eet for kay-oss&#039; and get purged and b) the fact that she&#039;s so good at spreading [[RAEG]] amongst various unlucky meatsacks and fa/tg/uys. And that indecisiveness makes him foam at the mouth in an unending rage.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne practically invented flipping the table when you lose at card games, or it goes too slowly. He does this whenever the major Warp entities play cards in the Formless Wastes.&lt;br /&gt;
*Followers of Khorne actually have the ability to pull off [[LIIVI]]/[[Eldrad]] level dick-style moves in battle. They just choose not to do this.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne wanted [[Settra the Imperishable]] as one of his servants once. However, Settra won&#039;t ever serve Khorne, even going so far as to give ALL OF CHAOS the &#039;&#039;&#039;motherfucking middle finger&#039;&#039;&#039; before going off to hunt down [[Nagash]]. That said, Settra may well be one of the few mortal beings besides his own servants Khorne has any respect for. He still hates Settra though.&lt;br /&gt;
*Slaanesh once created some Kayos Spess Mehreens with his/her colour scheme, but with armour nicked off fallen Khornate warriors. And when Khorne saw this, &#039;&#039;&#039;his wrath was legendary&#039;&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
*Slaanesh and Khorne also have regular &#039;plans&#039; on Friday night- *sounds of something even bigger than a [[Bloodthirster]] coming through and much ripping and tearing* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|NO! YOU&#039;RE LYING!}}&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Emperor|That Twat With The Chair]] and Khorne haven&#039;t &#039;&#039;&#039;SMACKED DOWN&#039;&#039;&#039; yet, but Khorne is secretly looking forward to it when it happens- he wants to test Spess Jaysis&#039;s might against his own. Tickets are now on sale!&lt;br /&gt;
*If an internet hyperlink comes up red, it&#039;s not because the page doesn&#039;t exist, it&#039;s because Khorne looked at what was once on the other end, and &#039;&#039;&#039;he didn&#039;t like what he saw&#039;&#039;&#039;, so much so that the hyperlink is stained with the blood of what once was.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne&#039;s favorite form of grouping is in ogdoads, for reasons that should be obvious once you know what that word means.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne&#039;s favorite [[video game|vidja]] was [[Doom]]. he abandoned it in pure terror once he learned it was [[DOOM|Autobiographical]]&lt;br /&gt;
* If Khorne is acting calm towards you, don&#039;t relax. He doesn&#039;t like anything, he just hates some things less than others. There is such a thing as cold-hatred.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne was &#039;&#039;&#039;ALMOST&#039;&#039;&#039; pleased when [[Iskandar Khayon]] smashed his ship, the &#039;&#039;Tlaloc&#039;&#039;, into the Slaaneshi world of Harmony, killing a whole shitload of Slaaneshi fucks and breaking the planet in half. Then he remembered Khayon was a damn Thousand Son Sorcerer. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne will not stab you in the back. He will simply stab you in the face until your face stops resembling a face.&lt;br /&gt;
*There is only being to ever earn Khorne&#039;s respect and he is the &#039;&#039;&#039;MOTHERFUCKING DOOMGUY!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne hates snipers. Partly because they sneak and hide like pussies and don&#039;t get into a proper fight, partly because head shots ruin perfectly good skulls.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne is the patron god of Chimpanzees (no seriously, look them up; those bastards are the the fucking marauding barbarians of the jungle, especially since their cousins the Bonobos seem like milquetoast Slaanesh followers).&lt;br /&gt;
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==Gallery==&lt;br /&gt;
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Image:Khornate.JPG|Khorne&#039;s followers off the battlefield. REVERSE ARMWRESTLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:khornewaffel.JPG|Waffles for the Blood God!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khornetrainer.JPG|Khorne&#039;s trainers prefer violent Pokémon. &lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne_tattoo.jpg|Mark of Khorne.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Free like a riding demon by Ragathol.jpg|Khornette.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Backwardsthrone.jpg|Just as Planned. Always. As. Planned.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Khornette.jpg|Khorne wants to know why the drawfags never give them noses. &lt;br /&gt;
File:Tea Time.jpg|In the grim darkness of the far future, there is still time for tea...&lt;br /&gt;
File:Khorne-Art.jpg|Warriors of Chaos: making everything in 40K look like bitches since 2002.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:You&#039;re_madder_than_Khorne.png|There &#039;&#039;&#039;is&#039;&#039;&#039; such a thing as being too mad for Khorne!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorneholiover2.png |The [[Cornholio the Cultist|Great Khorneholio]]. He needs blood and skulls for his bunghole.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne-and-Slaanesh.jpg|Nine months later Khaine was born...&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Anon_pleases_Khorne.png|Who knew Berzerkers came in &#039;&#039;Shrimp&#039;&#039; size?&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne Flakes.jpg|The tastiest of all! Add blood for more flavor.&lt;br /&gt;
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==See also==&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Brass]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Berserker]] - Chaos Space Marines with Axes and a bad attitude.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Angron]] - Daemon prince of Khorne and the Primarch of World Eaters.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[World Eaters]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Khârn|Khârn the Betrayer]] - A pretty fun guy to be around.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Valkia the Bloody]] - Scarousal in it&#039;s purest form.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Warhammer_40,000/Tactics/Khorne_Daemonkin(7E)|Tactics/Khorne Daemonkin]] - That&#039;s right, meatsacks! The servants of Khorne have their own codex!&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Age of Sigmar/Tactics/Chaos/Blades of Khorne|Tactics/Blades of Khorne]] - Khorne&#039;s servants in AoS.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Rage]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sorcerers of Khorne]] - Double heresy!&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Doombreed]] - One angry son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;
* This pretty much sums up his forces: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-gSJW3sHXE&amp;amp;feature=channel_video_title&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Katanas_are_Underpowered_in_d20#Khorne_is_underpowered_in_40k|Khorne is underpowered in 40k]]&lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vljHBXA3UKE - death metal song devoted to Khorne. &lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8mEOiI4pjs - trash metal song summing up Khorne pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KUB9QGKCNmI - a bunch of anime Khorne worshippers. Better than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;
* https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8mEOiI4pjs - another metal song devoted to Khorne. GW actually commissioned this one. Yes, they really were that awesome back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Khorne</title>
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[[File:khorne_by_baklaher-d7335e6.jpg|500px|thumb|right|Special K in all his glory, Sitting comfortably on his Skull Throne, being pissed off at everyone and everything.]]&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-size:1.10em;font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;font-family:serif;margin-top:1em;margin-bottom:1em&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:red;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt; BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! MILK FOR THE KHORNE FLAKES! &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;- The creed of Khorne being Overused to Death&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in the bosom of a man like smoke.|Homer}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|The important thing in life is not victory but combat: it is not to have vanquished but to have fought well.|Pierre de Coubertin}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|War is the father of all.|Heraclitus}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Who was the first that forged the deadly blade? Of rugged steel his savage soul was made.|Tibullus}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|War does not determine who is right - only who is left.|Bertrand Russell}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Topquote|Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge.|General George S. Patton}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Introduction==&lt;br /&gt;
[[RAGE|&#039;&#039;&#039;Khorne&#039;&#039;&#039;]], also known as Kharnath, Arkhar, Khorgar, [[Viking|Kjorn]], Khar, the Great Brass Bull, the Bloody Handed, the Axefather, the Bloodwolf, The Great Khorneholio, Special K, the [[Ulric|Wolf-Father]], Frowny Face McMurderaxe, Sergeant Slaughter, the Lord of Fighters, the Messiah of Mayhem, Call of Duty: Demon DLC, [[If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device|The Parapeligac Sociopath]], [[If_the_Emperor_had_a_Text-to-Speech_Device|MegaSatan]], Definitely not fucking Khaine, [[Dwarf Fortress|Armok]], and 8866 other names, is the [[Chaos God]] of war, murder, savagery, hatred, death(from [[Rip_and_Tear|physical actions]] not [[Nurgle|natural causes]]), destruction, rage, wrath, battle, and [[Vance Motherfucking Stubbs|manliness]].  He is also the mofo that the Klingons worship. As well as this he symbolises courage, athleticism, determination, daring, discipline, sportsmanship, honor, impulsiveness, and struggling onward in the face of any odds. But mostly he&#039;s simply about being angry.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is commonly held to be the strongest [[Chaos]] God by default, and is associated with wolves and powerful hunting dogs, as well as lions and bulls. For another reason that is likely inspired by occultism, Khorne&#039;s sacred number is eight - and thus, his followers tend to organize themselves into groups of eights and its multiples. Fun fact, this also means that the names of Khornate daemons are usually comprised of eight syllables. &lt;br /&gt;
[[File:SkullThrone.jpg|400px|right|thumb|The Big K in all his glory contemplating on whose rectum he is going to shove his chainaxe into with extreme prejudice.(Spoiler: its everyone)]]&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne, by virtue of being the most powerful Chaos God, is also the most powerful general &amp;quot;divinity&amp;quot; in both iterations of Warhammer. In both versions of Warhammer, his followers are characterized by an overbearing need to spill blood and engage in honest battle, as well as a violent code of martial honour and a &amp;quot;survival of the fittest&amp;quot; approach to morality. They tend to be dutiful, as well, but said duties involve whacking their axes into their enemy and painting their blood all over villages gargling their blood as mouthwash (if only because Khorne&#039;s only real command is to spill worthy blood in his name). &lt;br /&gt;
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This is where Khorne and Slaanesh generally clash as enemy gods. While Khorne instills discipline, honor and a sense of selfless duty in his followers to obey a single purpose (spill blood in his name), Slaanesh is the polar opposite. Slaanesh instead tells his/her followers to do &amp;lt;strike&amp;gt;whoever&amp;lt;/strike&amp;gt; whatever they want in their own selfish pursuit of pleasure, caring not for the consequences of their actions (e.g; using your authority to hoard food from your starving citizens, so you can indulge in bottomless gluttony every day).&lt;br /&gt;
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This is also why Khorne is at odds with Tzeentch: Tzeentch sees things like honor and discipline as unnecessary hamstrings towards one&#039;s advancement and opts that everything is on the table when one wishes to further their position (why duel your Lord for his position when you could arrange for an &amp;quot;accident&amp;quot; to befall him, instead? Sure its a low-blow, but if your lord was too stupid to see that car bomb coming, was he really deserving of loyalty?). The same can be said of his disdain for sorcery. Tzeentch thinks that mortals using the power of the gods themselves is fair game in their pursuit of progress (so long as you can control it), while Khorne thinks that using anything else but your own strength alone means you are weak and his &amp;quot;survival of the fittest&amp;quot; ideal has no place for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne also has the distinction of being the only Chaos God (or any god for that matter) whose word you can take at face value. The other gods don&#039;t realize that disdain for scheming and backstabbing isn&#039;t the same as being stupid. Nor do they realize that over-complicating things is actually the worst thing a planner can do. The more unnecessary variables to a plan, the easier it is for something to break. ([[Just as Planned|that said Tzeentchian plans have divination included into them, eliminating most tactical miscalculations]], [[Not as Planned|unless Tzeentch wanted it to happen.]]). So - you actually want results? Be practical. Involve only as many steps as you need. Beat someone until they&#039;re reduced to a bloody smear on the ground - no step 2 required.&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, Khorne isn&#039;t a stupid brute, he&#039;s actually pretty smart. The god of battles knows a thing or two about tactics and warfare. That said, Khorne&#039;s doctrine is inflexible. One, straightforward approach to anything. Simply put: Break everything in half. Which means that it all rides on an &amp;quot;all-or-nothing&amp;quot; deal. If his battering ram approach doesn&#039;t work there&#039;s little to be done to salvage the situation beyond everyone dying a glorious death. Usually this isn&#039;t the case for most battles, the Khornates&#039; overwhelming need to quench their bloodlust gets in the way of reorganization. Of course, if things go according to plan, there are only few things that can stop the demonically-possessed no brakes hate train.&lt;br /&gt;
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If Khorne had a voice actor it would have been BRIAN BLESSED but BRIAN chose Gotrek instead, the rejection sending Khorne&#039;s rage to new heights (unsubstantiated rumors say Khorne&#039;s considered sending Skulltaker and Karnak after BRIAN BLESSED, but Khorne realized all he&#039;ll get from that is two dead daemons with burst eardrums).&lt;br /&gt;
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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lw64e7JVRj0 Here is his theme song.]&lt;br /&gt;
===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne is described as resembling a giant, iron-hewed warrior clad in red armour, with a massive sword and a winged helm that conceals a snarling face like that of a wolf. This humanoid form could be seen as something darkly meaningful, were it not for the fact that more or less everyone in both settings is conveniently human-shaped.&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:Khorne First.jpg|thumb|right|400px|The first depiction of Khorne in Warhammer art.]]&lt;br /&gt;
Of course, most artists at GW forget that he&#039;s supposed to look a giant Chaos Warrior and instead make him look like an overgrown Bloodthirster on a chair.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and His Worship===&lt;br /&gt;
Khorne is the easiest god ever to worship. Where [[Tzeentch|other]] [[Slaanesh|more]] [[Nurgle|pussified]] gods may demand you to memorize overly long prayers and hymns, or to build huge houses of worship and other such unmanly bullshit, Khorne is venerated with one thing and one thing only: the time-honoured tradition of [[rip and tear|hack&#039;n&#039;slash]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is worshipped on the battlefield. His hymns are the sound of steel on steel, his sacraments are the blows of hammer and axe, his only prayer the bellowing of the warcry &amp;quot;Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!&amp;quot; and his libation is the blood spilled in his name. &lt;br /&gt;
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In essence, you worship Khorne by being a good warrior. And as a warrior, you&#039;ll find your interests and his tend to generally align; he wants death but isn&#039;t picky on who, and you want to live to fight another day. Thus, the mere act of preserving your life will earn the pleasure of the god of battle. In a setting where there is no peace, only war, Khorne is always going to be massively powerful. Further, most of the armies embody one of his aspects - [[Space Marine|Powerful]] and [[Necron|fearless]] warriors are the [[Chaos|chosen]] of Khorne, but he favors those who use [[Ork|brute force assaults]] carried out with [[Tyranid|singular purpose and no remorse]] just as well. [[Just As Planned|Khorne wins in fights his forces weren&#039;t even involved in]].&lt;br /&gt;
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However, Khorne is one of those honourable war-gods. So don&#039;t think that beating your enemies by anything other than sheer strength, skill and aggression will make him happy. And for the love of Sigmar/Emprah, don&#039;t try to cheat by picking fights with the weak or helpless or by giving him baby skulls. Khorne expects a form of savage, viking-esque dignity from his followers and for them to be generally [[Fist of the North Star|manly]], this means you have to fight worthy opponents and those generally able to at least hold up a sword. &#039;&#039;Only after&#039;&#039; the worthwhile enemies are out of the way; then you can gorge yourself on the blood of women and children all you want (or make them fight amongst themselves and recruit the survivors, or enslave them, or whatever). Most of the writers forget this, thinking that Khorne really gives no fucks about what you kill, and it makes Khorne [[Rage|snarl in anger]]. Though he continues to send his flesh-hounds to hunt down those who flee and abandon their brothers on the battlefield, be they Chaos or non-Chaos. &lt;br /&gt;
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Aside from that and (obviously) never backing down from a fight, Khorne has no commandments whatsoever. But deviating from the aforementioned in the slightest is begging for the flesh-hounds to tear your ass apart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Such as it is, it would be incorrect to think Khorne doesn&#039;t have priests dedicated to him. Though, being a warrior god, these priests tend to be warriors themselves and are often marked by their god. In essence, the only difference between them and a Chaos marauder/Space Marine is several pounds of armour. In Warhammer Fantasy, these priests are called &#039;Bloodfathers&#039;, and in lieu of magic that is gifted to their priests by other gods, Khorne just gives [[AWESOME|HOLYSHITAWESOME]] fighting skills and visions of bloodshed. In [[Age of Sigmar]], they&#039;re called Slaughterpriests and they basically lead by example, killing while screaming out Khorne&#039;s name. If the killing is good enough, Khorne will empower the priest and/or his allies; but if the killing is unworthy, the priest himself will feel Khorne&#039;s wrath.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is also venerated by working brass into your armour and weapons and donning fashionable high collars. Occasionally, a warrior so pleases Khorne that he gifts him with specially made ones that in addition to looking fabulous can also grant total fucking immunity to magic. After all, who needs spellcasting when you can make a motherfucker&#039;s spine disappear - with your bare hands no less?&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, Khorne is worshiped by warriors, generals and basically anyone who likes battle. His chosen Space Marines legion is of course the World Eaters, in Warhammer Fantasy, the Norscans tend to venerate him with the greatest piety, especially the Aesling tribe, who are Khorne&#039;s most devoted servants in Fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne&#039;s take on magic===&lt;br /&gt;
As posted by an Anon some time ago, he perfectly summed up what Khorne&#039;s opinion on magic is: FUCK WIZARDS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, here&#039;s what the &amp;quot;FUCK WIZARDS&amp;quot; thing means.&lt;br /&gt;
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Note that the hate of psykers/wizards/etc is pretty much the exact same and works by the same logic for both Khornates and the SoB/Black Templar/etc. Its a [[Conan the Barbarian|Conan-esque]] kind of swords and sorcery thing. Khornates hate wizards for [[3e|trivializing encounters with a single spell and overshadowing fighters]]. They hate turning what should be a military endeavor into a weird wizard show where people turn into frogs. They hate Slaaneshi for the same reason, they take what should be a wholesome murder fest and make it into something creepy and weird, what with them &amp;quot;discomporting themselves with the dead&amp;quot; and all that. In Realms of Chaos, its entirely possible for a librarian or wizard to go to Khorne. They just refrain from using their powers, and only use their psi/magic (in combat) to resist spells from that point onward.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are okay with laser beams. They are okay with sniper rifles. They are okay with flaming swords. They are okay with running people over with tanks. They are okay with chemical gas. They are okay with exterminatus. They are okay with holocausts. They are okay with blitzkriegs. They are okay with honorable duels at dawn.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are not okay with turning people to frogs, mind controlling people, raining glitterdust from the skies to blind everyone, raising armies of zombies to do the killing for you, and so forth. They are not okay with someone pointing their finger and you dropping dead. They are okay with rituals to summon demons. They are okay with navigating the warp without crashing into suns. They are okay with sending astropathic messages. They are okay with chaining wizards up and forcing them to eternally forge magic items on pain of death.&lt;br /&gt;
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You may consider it hypocritical that Khornates are okay with blatantly unfair TECHNOLOGICAL murder, but not okay with blatantly unfair MIND/MAGICAL murder, but the point, or at least one interpretation, is that wizards/psykers fucking cheat. They do. They steal the power of the Warp for their own ends. As long as they stay in line, and do nothing but permit the warrior to enact his craft, fine, let them live, albeit in terror, enslaved by chains of brass until the day they are no longer useful, at which point their skulls can join Khorne&#039;s throne.&lt;br /&gt;
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But stealing the Gods&#039; own fire and using it to do what mortals should do through their own skill and strength is unacceptable. Remember that technology is completely valid to Khorne. Stealth is completely valid to Khorne. Skill is completely valid to Khorne. Cleverness is completely valid to Khorne. The nuclear bomb and other innovations that come after it could be seen to be unfair. But it is a mortal invention. Mortals should give honor to Khorne by murdering each other through the sweat of their brow.&lt;br /&gt;
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The scientist who devises new ways to kill is a saint. His work can be put to any other use -- [[Slaanesh|enriching human life]], [[Nurgle|ending hunger, fighting diseases]], [[Tzeentch|answering great questions]]. But the scientist who devises new bombs and weapons is, in his own way, a champion of Khorne. He takes his limitless human potential and nobly limits himself to new ways to kill. Whether you kill with a sword or a bomb, you are killing using good old fashioned mortal strength and genius. You aren&#039;t stealing warp energy from the gods in the form of a fireball and cravenly calling it your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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The forger of enchanted weapons, though deserving of slavery and abuse as all wizards are until the day they die, is an ideal symbol. It is fitting that spell energy be subjugated to and entombed within cold steel, just as wizards deserve to be subjugated to warriors until they lie cold and headless in the ground or else burnt to ash. The magic weapon is a symbol of might&#039;s superiority to magic.&lt;br /&gt;
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The jury is still out on whether or not Khorne is okay with magically imbued people.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne! When the Galaxy burns, we will define righteousness!&lt;br /&gt;
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tl;dr Magic is unmanly, grab a sword (or a 16-inch battleship cannon, if that&#039;s your thing) and go kill like real men do already.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and other Chaos gods===&lt;br /&gt;
As a rule, Khorne despises [[Slaanesh]] because they&#039;re an effeminate milk-sop who can&#039;t grow a beard or swing an axe like they&#039;ve got a pair (even though Slaanesh probably has the biggest pair, but less on that), and also because he personifies acting outwardly (ie: seeking the deaths of others), while Slaanesh acts inwardly (ie: seeking their own pleasure). Khorne also finds Slaanesh&#039;s obsession with luxury and torture wasteful and dishonorable. Slaanesh is about living it up while Khorne is about tearing it the fuck down.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne also hates [[Tzeentch]], though they are not fundamental rivals, because his reliance on magic is seen as a sign of weakness and his desire not to face his foes in person is decried by Khorne as cowardly. Khorne sees his penchant for deceit and trickery as dishonorable. Also Khorne prefers muscles over books (plus Tzeentch is a huge NEEEEEEEEEEEEEERD).&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne thinks he hates [[Nurgle]] also, because the fat fuck doesn&#039;t even try to get shit done. Thus, his embodiment as sloth runs contrary to the active, vital aspect of Khorne, but he&#039;s all for death if its by homicide or genocide. &lt;br /&gt;
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There&#039;s also [[Solkan]], the not-Chaos Chaos God of Law and a rival of Khorne, being the only Chaos god that can match him in sheer RAAAAEG. Khorne likes to sit back and have a chuckle at Solkan&#039;s outbursts, if only because the last time he actually tried to move in on Solkan&#039;s turf he lost that fight. Not even the Blood God can top the sexually frustrated wrath of a guy looking for his [[Arianka|sisterwife]].&lt;br /&gt;
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Of all the Chaos gods, Khorne actually hates [[Malal]] the least. For one thing, he respects the lost god for sticking to his guns: he hates the other gods, wants them dead and is actively working towards that goal. Since Nurgle just sits there being a scabby procrastinator, Tzeentch just has to have his fingers in everyone&#039;s business and Slaanesh is fucking Slaanesh (really, they are), this is something Khorne can sympathize with. Also, Malal is one of the only chaos gods to put up a halfway decent fight when Khorne manages to find him, which would mean that they would be best buds if Malal wasn&#039;t a self destructive, omnicidal lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;
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In short he hates everyone and pissed at everyone, including you even if you worship him (usually its a matter how pissed he is at you). And they hate him too. Except for Nurgle, who&#039;s too nice to hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Khorne and non-Chaotic Gods===&lt;br /&gt;
Well, [[Ulric]] is his little brother and they tend to get along rather well. Ulric&#039;s still ridiculing Khorne over the fact that one of his greatest champions, Haargroth, got his head smashed in by Ulric&#039;s Ar-Ulric, Khorne usually replies by pointing out that &#039;&#039;Storm of Chaos&#039;&#039; isn&#039;t canon anymore. Not that that stops Ulric. Khorne and Ulric often get into arguments over which one of them is moar Viking; with Khorne usually winning by pointing out that his top worshipers actually are Vikings and that he has a Valkyrie. They also settle this with arm wrestling and drinking contests. There&#039;s a lot of belligerence, but you can sense the brotherly love underneath. Indeed, it&#039;s kind of a [[Fist of the North Star|Raoh/Ken relationship]].&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite both being war-gods, Khorne has a poor relationship with [[Myrmidia]]. Khorne, despite being a master of tactics and sieges and the finer points of warfare, vastly prefers a manly head-on charge, and Myrmidia&#039;s sissy &amp;quot;planning&amp;quot; approach to warfare therefore offends Khorne.  Most meetings between the Blood God and the Maiden of Strategy end with the Blood God fuming impotently because his strict code of martial honour does not permit him to hit girls (or pull their hair) and retreating to his tree house.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is the only Chaos God who tolerates Sigmar because he thinks he&#039;s pretty bad-ass AND respects the idea of a mortal man becoming a god. That and Sigmar&#039;s comic book series, Sigmar the Emprahrian, has great splashpages of fights and no SWORDSWORDSWORDS. However, this tolerance is only one-sided, and while Khorne respects him, it doesn&#039;t mean he won&#039;t try to put an axe in his head for being an sworn enemy of Chaos.  &lt;br /&gt;
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When asked about the [[Emperor]], Khorne usually responds with a streaming torrent of bloody curses and oaths which causes a bloody froth to start leaking from his helmet. In short, he is remarkably indifferent to the old man. Ironically, they share many of the same beliefs: They both disliked psykers, they both have a kick ass thrones, and they both have units dedicated to close combat. Hell, even the Emprah&#039;s head is a skull. What&#039;s not to like?&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is utterly sick and tired of anyone who dares associate him with [[Khaine|40Khaine]]. Before eviscerating anyone who makes that connection, he will often give a short PowerPoint presentation, explaining how Khaine is an honourless god of murder and sadism while he himself is a god of honourable and forthright battle and courage, and how sadism is contrary to his code (Khorne indeed used to be about honorable combat, but now he&#039;s just about mindless violence and hating everyone for either piss-poor reasons or for no reason at all. Goddammit, GW). Khorne then reiterates that Khaine&#039;s elfishness and love for scantily clad women is sickening and makes him more like Slaanesh...  Of course, this is just a front on Khorne&#039;s part.  Khaine&#039;s love of war combined with his elfness and that his most ardent worshippers are scantily-clad women proves Khaine to be the secret love-child of Khorne and Slaanesh (tsundere confir- *sounds of violent, painful evisceration* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|WHO DARES? IN MY OWN PAGE, OF ALL THINGS? FUCK YOUUUUUUUU}}&#039;&#039;&#039; &amp;lt;span style=&#039;color:purple;font-size:100%&#039;&amp;gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;[[Slaanesh|Search your feelings you know it to be true]].&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That being said, Khaine does have a dual nature in Fantasy thanks to being worshiped by [[Dark Elves]] and paid respect to by [[High Elves]], where one side is indeed honorable and just wants to keep fighting and being badass which means Khorne can tolerate him approximately half the time. The fact that both are patrons of [[Blood Bowl]] teams is usually the common ground, with Khaine and Khorne crashing/trashing some other God&#039;s house to watch on game nights while downing can after can of Bloodweisers and shoveling Dwarf Rinds in their faces. Khaine periodically tries to invade the realm of Khorne whenever the Khornate team beats the Dark Elf team, with such meetings ending with the two having a hell of a banger and many broken bones in the afterlife. When Khaine&#039;s team beats Khorne&#039;s, Khorne takes out his aggression by beating the fuck out of Slaanesh (no homo) while Dark Elves go on safari hunting [[Warriors of Chaos|Khorne&#039;s worshipers]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne has absolutely no patience for the [[Horned Rat]], who is a favorite of Nurgle and Tzeentch respectively. It&#039;s a weak vermin whose very existence pisses him off. As a result, Khorne is much more fond of [[Sotek]] who encourages killing the fuck out of [[Skaven]] whenever they appear, and is also a fan of blood sacrifice (the fact that Sotek wants hearts and cares nothing for skulls is reassuring since they don&#039;t intrude on each other&#039;s fetish); this fondness is entirely one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like the other Chaos Gods, Khorne has no fucking clue what the Great Maw is. However, it doesn&#039;t seem to complain when [[Ogre Kingdoms|Ogres]] worship Khorne, so he&#039;s got nothing against him...her...it...schclim...whatever, the big god-thing that wants to eat.&lt;br /&gt;
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The pantheon of the [[Tomb Kings]] mostly stick to themselves, so Khorne only knows they exist.. &lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne is impressed with the [[Bretonnia|Bretonnian]] race by the fact they&#039;re the epitome of honor and glorious valor. On the other hand, their entire race has been tricked by a single fucking Elf Goddess into doing their every command which fills Khorne with incomprehensible fury. As it stands, the first being that&#039;s going to get the axe when Khorne manages to get an avatar to manifest in the material plane is Lileath. &lt;br /&gt;
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[[Mork]] and [[Gork]]/Gork and Mork are Khorne&#039;s old drinking buddies. They piss him off more than any other beings in existence, but after a good 3-way beatdown and a few billion cases of squig beer he realizes they&#039;re alright company.&lt;br /&gt;
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Khorne has a feeling that he&#039;d get along with the gods of the [[Dwarfs]], but even their introductions (being long ass winded descriptions of their primary worshipers and their lineages) irritate him so much he can&#039;t even get into a conversation with them. One of them is STILL giving his own introduction, and has been for about 20,000 years or so now (and he hasn&#039;t even reached the changes that have happened since he started). Unable to make him aware of what&#039;s going on around him, Khorne simply moved him into the guest room and bricked it off with a wall of skulls.&lt;br /&gt;
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As for the [[Tyranid|Bugs?]], Khorne hates them &#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Especially&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039; due to them not having real blood, just vile alien ichor.&lt;br /&gt;
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==His portrayal in Warhammer Fantasy==&lt;br /&gt;
He&#039;s a half-way mythologically accurate version of [[Viking|Odin]], whose very name means Fury (and one translation means &#039;frenzy&#039;). You could also make the case that Khorne is Thor minus any protective instincts towards humanity, as both are whirling vortices of blood and spit who are associated with the colour red and its connotation of anger. &lt;br /&gt;
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No, that&#039;s it. Get the fuck out; he&#039;s an axe-crazy, psychopathic, evil-as-balls daemonic version of Odin - so basically the Norse god of wisdom, with wisdom actually treated the way Vikings would have recognized.  Currently there&#039;s a bit of a debate about how much of Odin he represents (see discussion page) so this bit will list the similarities and some of the differences.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, for one thing, Chaos worshipers in Warhammer Fantasy actually are Vikings. Read about them [[Warriors of Chaos|here]]. Secondly, Khorne is closely associated with wolves in that setting (one of Odin&#039;s names literally translates to &#039;Battle Wolf&#039;), and even has a wolf-like pet in Karanak, thus, fulfilling a role similar to Freki and Geri, or more closely, Garmr (having three heads, Karnak also parallels Cerberus from Greek Mythology).  Also, it&#039;s revealed in Knight of the Realm that Khorne owns two hunting wolves/giant fleshhounds called Garmr and Gormr, with whom he partakes in a wild hunt across the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another point of similarity is that both Odin and Khorne are war gods explicitly connected with berserker rage.  They have their own warrior-cults associated with them who fight with said rage and Odin&#039;s Olfhednar are practically the same as Khorne&#039;s Chosen in both form and function. &lt;br /&gt;
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Additionally, thanks to Valkia, Khorne also has a Valkyrie to further the similarity between him and Odin. This was inevitable, of course, given that the Warriors of Chaos are indeed an evil version of the Vikings as has already been stated. It should also be noted that Valkia&#039;s similarity to the Valkyries is not a superficial one. She is actually referred to as &#039;the Sword-Maiden of the Blood God&#039; in the WoC codex, and is Khorne&#039;s Chooser of the Slain who carries those worthy champions and warriors of his to fight on in the Blood God&#039;s halls after death. &lt;br /&gt;
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Finally, we got a glimpse of his neck of the Realm of Chaos in the Valkia novel written by Sarah Cock-well. It was basically Chaos Valhalla, and here&#039;s some of his quotes:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;A cleaved head no longer plots.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;A head stuck on a pike no longer conspires.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Put to the sword they who disagree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now for the differences, aside from the obvious physical ones Odin also scries, it&#039;s woman&#039;s magic taught to him by Frigg and Freya.  He&#039;s got the rage, yeah, but he&#039;s also all about fate and averting ragnarok, (directly opposed to Khorne&#039;s goals) even if he knows he can&#039;t stop it since fate works that way; in that regard Khorne is more like Surtr from Norse Mythology (the fiery giant who wages war and brings flames that would consume the Earth - the instigator of Ragnarok).  We see this in the Havamal, Grimnismal, the Voluspa, and the Lokasenna.  Hell, in Lokasenna, we learn he cross dresses, ie was tied into shamanic practices (Indo-Europeans have a thing for seers in drag).  He can also get to Tzeentch levels with his planning and Odin&#039;s perfectly fine with Runic magic, whereas Khorne hates that shit.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Champions Of Khorne==&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Kharn the Betrayer]]: Embodiment of Crazy Awesome and Patron Saint of fun guys everywhere. Kharn is Khorne&#039;s greatest mortal champion in 40K and has a wholly deserved reputation as a team-killing nutso. Once upon a time, Kharn was a straight-laced, meticulous Assault Captain of the World Eaters 8th company. But [[Horus Heresy|after a certain chain of events]] dedicated himself wholly to Khorne, thus becoming one of the most fucking lethal warriors in the galaxy as well as probably the most religiously devoted of Khorne&#039;s servants. Also notable for shattering two entire Space Marine legions by himself with a flamethrower in a single night. Despite this, since his first appearance (where he was no different from other Berzerkers) he became more and more coolheaded when not in combat (and even then there are moments when he is coolheaded in combat). He&#039;s become a swell guy because of this.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Angron]]: &#039;&#039;&#039;HE! GETS! SHIT! DONE!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;. Khorne&#039;s foremost Daemon Prince alongside Doombreed. PERIOD. &lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Doombreed]]: Khorne&#039;s greatest Daemon Prince ever and possibly either Genghis Khan or Turgeis the Devil IRL (probably Genghis Khan, Turgeis the Devil&#039;s infamy mostly came from cowardly tactics - he attacking churches because non-combatants like clergymen and monks didn&#039;t put up the best fights and to steal all the holy relics and decoration made from precious metals). Notable for launching an actually successful Dark Crusade that wiped out two Space Marine chapters. Which is more than a [[Abaddon|certain armless failure has pulled off]].&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Svane Vulfbad]]: EVEN IN 40K KHORNE&#039;S CHOSEN ARE VIKINGS. Svane Vulfbad was a motherfucking badass [[Awesome|Chaos Terminator Space Wolf Chaos Lord]] who grew tired of the Imperium&#039;s sickening effeminate inability to GET SHIT DONE and the Space Wolves&#039; sickening fur-fetishes and instead decided to dedicated himself to a god worthy of his kickassery. He thus became a badass Chaos Lord dedicated to Khorne (because a berserker god of war who likes axes meshes well with Vikings) and was killed, anticlimactically, by a thunderbolt while fighting Harald Deathwolf.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Crull]]: A Chaos Lord from Winter Assault notable only for making idiotic statements, and utilizing Sorcerers in his warband when there&#039;s some possessing to be done. Also has a weird way of saying &amp;quot;drown&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Azariah Kyras]]: A Librarian who somehow became a Champion of Khorne and who ascended to daemonhood. Presumably, his [[Awesome|speaking skills were great enough that the Blood God was able to give him slight leeway in regards to the &#039;no Psyker rule&#039;]], likely because he was a philosopher of carrion and slaughter, showing Khorne&#039;s way as freedom, freedom in meaningless, in mindlessness, which he accuses the functionings of the universe of. Khorne loves that stuff, existentialism for skulls, especially when it&#039;s an arch-traitor responsible for the deaths of billions, then declaring openly his allegience of Chaos to his fellow Mehreens as he is about to ascend as one of the most powerful daemon princes ever. A psyker who uses psykic powers to bring about good old kinetic Exterminatus, their reputation to raise covert cults of slaughter, discover their lust for combat and seek to encompass it, and ultimatedly be the poster child of Khornist Existentialism is too good of a chance for Khorne to pass up, who either wins against the galaxy or gets to devour Kyras&#039; soul in a good long bloodbashing and probably still make a good Greater Daemon of Khorne out of him, probably the one and only Chaos tactical genius who could actually lead a Black Crusade properly. That&#039;s another reason Khorne likes him. Kyras&#039; no funny business style of simply tearing a sector apart however possible tends to draw other Chaos God devotees under the wing of a Khornate champion. Here is the speech of doom that he gives the player&#039;s army (before the last level of the game ) or per canon, the Blood Ravens following Captain Diomedes before the climax:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Faithful... enlightened... ambitious... brethren. &lt;br /&gt;
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In but a single decade, a few mere swipes of the pendulum, we have gathered a sacrifice to Khorne that will be made legend.Though it was a simpler, weaker voice that illuminated me during my centuries upon the Judgement of Carrion... it was Khorne&#039;s messenger that showed me the true path of freedom from our pathetic corpse-Emperor. &lt;br /&gt;
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And what is this path? This meaning, this purpose to which we gather the skulls of our foes? It is nothing. There is no meaning, no purpose. We murder. We kill. It is mindless savagery, this UNIVERSE IS MINDLESS! &lt;br /&gt;
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In mere hours, billions will die. Innocent! Guilty! Strong and weak! Honest and deceitful! ALL of them! They will scream, they will burn, and for no purpose but that mighty Khorne may revel in their bloodshed! And united in this void of purpose, fear, or duty... we shall at long last be free! &lt;br /&gt;
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BLOOD! FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!! SKULLS! FOR THE SKULL THRONE!!! LET... THE GALAXY... BUUUURRRRNNN!!!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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Also notable as the single longest-to-fucking-kill-boss in the history of the Dawn of War series other than [[Ulkair]]. (Not that we haven&#039;t found ways to cheese him in under five minutes, namely Tyranids spamming warriors with venom upgrades alongside Hive Lord with his anti-daemon gun) Still, pure undiluted awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
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===In Fantasy===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;VIKINGS!!!&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;&#039;VIIIIIIIIIIIIKIIIIIIIIIIIIINNGSSSSSSSS!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Valkia the Bloody]]: A pissed off badass Valkyrie who chooses who will fight on in the Halls of the Blood God after they die in glorious battle. She managed to kill a motherfucking DAEMON PRINCE as a lowly, un-Marked, un-augmented human in SINGLE COMBAT to earn Khorne&#039;s favour, CUT ITS FUCKING HEAD OFF, AND THEN CARRIED IT BACK TO THE NORTH TO PLACE AT THE FOOT OF THE SKULL THRONE. And then she died on the way. But Khorne was so impressed by this badassery/pissed off by her death, he resurrected her as a fucking Daemon Princess. Now she flies around the battlefields of the world slaughtering anything that looks at her funny and bearing Norsemen to the Khorne&#039;s place for a glorious afterlife of fighting and drinking. She is also far more attractive than anything of Slaanesh&#039;s menagerie, much to the Prince of Pleasure&#039;s eternal rage and the Bloodfather&#039;s great amusement, primarily due to having hair.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Garmr Hrodvitnir: Aka Billy Squigins, A Chaos Lord of Khorne who managed to almost kill Gotrek Fucking Gurnisson in a fight. &#039;Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Hrothgar Daemonaxe: A Chaos Lord who only had his rules and miniatures released at a Games Day. He had the statline of a Bloodthirster. His miniature also depicts him throttling an elf, which makes him a good person.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Arbaal the Undefeated: Nicknamed &#039;Arbaal the Easily Defeatable&#039; due to his rules from Champions of Chaos having been shockingly awful. Arbaal&#039;s been effectively retcon&#039;d out of existence under the excuse that he&#039;s journeyed into the Realm of Chaos to challenge Khorne himself to a fight. &amp;lt;s&amp;gt;Good luck with that.&amp;lt;/s&amp;gt; It went about as well as you expected.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Scyla Anfingrimm: The greatest [[Chaos Spawn|You-Know-What]] ever to walk the earth. Scyla was a Chaos Lord of Khorne who got one too many mutations before his time and devolved into a YKW. But he&#039;s the most badass YKW ever, and is a leadership 10 general. Which is impressive considering the only thing he can say is &amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&#039;KILL FOR KHORNE! KILL FOR KHORNE! KILL FOR KHORNE!&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Chaos Lord Varmisgal: A Chaos Lord who&#039;s blood has turned to liquid bronze. He is responsible for the stalking brass bull of Nuln and the great raid into the Misty Mountains... it is also alleged he ate his own penis.&lt;br /&gt;
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* Valmir Aesling: A Norscan king and Champion of Khorne who destroyed the Norse Dwarf Hold of Kraka Drak. Managed to get a fucking Daemon Prince to work for him, slaughtered a metric fuck-ton of Norse Dwarfs (roughly 8 times the manliness of a regular Dwarf and thus worth 24 Space Wolves). [[Awesome|Also rode a motherfucking chariot pulled by skinless bears]].&lt;br /&gt;
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* Egil Styrbjorn: A Norscan High Yarl of the Skaeligs and probably the greatest epitome of manliness a Chaos Warrior devoted to Khorne can achieve. He slew a lot and took names, kicked Bretonnian arses, sexed many women yet never got a proper heir (only daughters). It was so bad for him that he adopted a boy that became later his personal shamanistic seer and advisor...that is until he banged a Kurgan Sorceress that was prophesied by said shaman to bear Egil&#039;s son, yet the damned cheese eating surrender monkeys took her and his unborn son away, which he answered them with apocalyptic RAAAAAGE and titanic slaughter (added that said Sorceress wanted to sacrifice the unborn child for immortality actually made this a good situation; there&#039;s also the fact that the Kurgan Sorceress was actually possessing a Bretonnian noblewoman when she did the deed with Egil so Egil&#039;s son was in that Bretonnian&#039;s womb, and the Bretonnian Knights wanted to rescue her). And thus there was an epic campaign to retrieve the boy. Wields two badass flaming axes called Garmr and Gormr. Really dislikes the Lady of the Lake and other Southerner gods. So manly he is that he let a Grail Knight stab him only to throw back his sword to him. Also known for embodying Khorne&#039;s tactical take on war, which he mercilessly used against the Bretonnian Knights that stubbornly charged his warriors head on (until said knights realized that they were duped and slaughtered in seconds).&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Skarr Bloodwrath]]: Deranged respawning berserker with axes that double as flails. Joined [[Archaon]]&#039;s posse during [[The End Times]] as one of the many Khornate forces that helped hasten the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Fun Khorne Facts==&lt;br /&gt;
* Interestingly the word &amp;quot;Khorne&amp;quot; in Ancient Cypriot Greek literally means to &amp;quot;Shit Blood&amp;quot;. Kh&#039; - &amp;quot;To force outward&amp;quot;,  ORN - &amp;quot;Back passage&amp;quot;, Ee - &amp;quot;Blood&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
*Doombreed, Khorne&#039;s second daemon prince servant, might actually be Genghis Khan himself.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne&#039;s looking for ways to incorporate dinosaurs into his armies, due to the sheer amount of [[RIP AND TEAR]] they can unleash on their enemies. He&#039;s unbelievably pissed that he hasn&#039;t managed to get any yet- &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|YOU GAVE IT AWAY?!?!? FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOUUUUUUUUUU}}&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne &amp;lt;strike&amp;gt;secretly&amp;lt;/strike&amp;gt; &#039;&#039;{{Blam|BLATANTLY}}&#039;&#039;&#039; hates everyone who kills the defenseless in his name. He&#039;d plot ways to kill them, but he&#039;s too mad to do that. (So what else is new?)&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne was just able to stand watching Jurassic World once it got going due to the Indominus Rex and how it made everything else look like bitches.  He raged when it died.  He&#039;s looking for its skull &#039;cause he wishes he could have it as one of his servants- *sounds of swords and blood* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|FAGGOT!}}&#039;&#039;&#039;  (Why couldn&#039;t Khorne just seek the skull of the Mosasaurus that killed it?  Or Rexie, T-rex is classic, I hear you say.) To that, I answer that coz without the Mosasaurus then Rex would&#039;a DIED.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne is unsure whether or not he hates [[Cultist-chan]], due to a) the fact that she can&#039;t do anything except scream about &#039;kap-tooring eet for kay-oss&#039; and get purged and b) the fact that she&#039;s so good at spreading [[RAEG]] amongst various unlucky meatsacks and fa/tg/uys. And that indecisiveness makes him foam at the mouth in an unending rage.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne practically invented flipping the table when you lose at card games, or it goes too slowly. He does this whenever the major Warp entities play cards in the Formless Wastes.&lt;br /&gt;
*Followers of Khorne actually have the ability to pull off [[LIIVI]]/[[Eldrad]] level dick-style moves in battle. They just choose not to do this.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne wanted [[Settra the Imperishable]] as one of his servants once. However, Settra won&#039;t ever serve Khorne, even going so far as to give ALL OF CHAOS the &#039;&#039;&#039;motherfucking middle finger&#039;&#039;&#039; before going off to hunt down [[Nagash]]. That said, Settra may well be one of the few mortal beings besides his own servants Khorne has any respect for. He still hates Settra though.&lt;br /&gt;
*Slaanesh once created some Kayos Spess Mehreens with his/her colour scheme, but with armour nicked off fallen Khornate warriors. And when Khorne saw this, &#039;&#039;&#039;his wrath was legendary&#039;&#039;&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
*Slaanesh and Khorne also have regular &#039;plans&#039; on Friday night- *sounds of something even bigger than a [[Bloodthirster]] coming through and much ripping and tearing* &#039;&#039;&#039;{{Blam|NO! YOU&#039;RE LYING!}}&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Emperor|That Twat With The Chair]] and Khorne haven&#039;t &#039;&#039;&#039;SMACKED DOWN&#039;&#039;&#039; yet, but Khorne is secretly looking forward to it when it happens- he wants to test Spess Jaysis&#039;s might against his own. Tickets are now on sale!&lt;br /&gt;
*If an internet hyperlink comes up red, it&#039;s not because the page doesn&#039;t exist, it&#039;s because Khorne looked at what was once on the other end, and &#039;&#039;&#039;he didn&#039;t like what he saw&#039;&#039;&#039;, so much so that the hyperlink is stained with the blood of what once was.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne&#039;s favorite form of grouping is in ogdoads, for reasons that should be obvious once you know what that word means.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne&#039;s favorite [[video game|vidja]] was [[Doom]]. he abandoned it in pure terror once he learned it was [[DOOM|Autobiographical]]&lt;br /&gt;
* If Khorne is acting calm towards you, don&#039;t relax. He doesn&#039;t like anything, he just hates some things less than others. There is such a thing as cold-hatred.&lt;br /&gt;
* Khorne was &#039;&#039;&#039;ALMOST&#039;&#039;&#039; pleased when [[Iskandar Khayon]] smashed his ship, the &#039;&#039;Tlaloc&#039;&#039;, into the Slaaneshi world of Harmony, killing a whole shitload of Slaaneshi fucks and breaking the planet in half. Then he remembered Khayon was a damn Thousand Son Sorcerer. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne will not stab you in the back. He will simply stab you in the face until your face stops resembling a face.&lt;br /&gt;
*There is only being to ever earn Khorne&#039;s respect and he is the &#039;&#039;&#039;MOTHERFUCKING DOOMGUY!!!&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne hates snipers. Partly because they sneak and hide like pussies and don&#039;t get into a proper fight, partly because head shots ruin perfectly good skulls.&lt;br /&gt;
*Khorne is the patron god of Chimpanzees (no seriously, look them up; those bastards are the the fucking marauding barbarians of the jungle, especially since their cousins the Bonobos seem like milquetoast Slaanesh followers).&lt;br /&gt;
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==Gallery==&lt;br /&gt;
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Image:Khornate.JPG|Khorne&#039;s followers off the battlefield. REVERSE ARMWRESTLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:khornewaffel.JPG|Waffles for the Blood God!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khornetrainer.JPG|Khorne&#039;s trainers prefer violent Pokémon. &lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne_tattoo.jpg|Mark of Khorne.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Free like a riding demon by Ragathol.jpg|Khornette.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Backwardsthrone.jpg|Just as Planned. Always. As. Planned.&lt;br /&gt;
File:Khornette.jpg|Khorne wants to know why the drawfags never give them noses. &lt;br /&gt;
File:Tea Time.jpg|In the grim darkness of the far future, there is still time for tea...&lt;br /&gt;
File:Khorne-Art.jpg|Warriors of Chaos: making everything in 40K look like bitches since 2002.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:You&#039;re_madder_than_Khorne.png|There &#039;&#039;&#039;is&#039;&#039;&#039; such a thing as being too mad for Khorne!&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorneholiover2.png |The [[Cornholio the Cultist|Great Khorneholio]]. He needs blood and skulls for his bunghole.&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne-and-Slaanesh.jpg|Nine months later Khaine was born...&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Anon_pleases_Khorne.png|Who knew Berzerkers came in &#039;&#039;Shrimp&#039;&#039; size?&lt;br /&gt;
Image:Khorne Flakes.jpg|The tastiest of all! Add blood for more flavor.&lt;br /&gt;
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==See also==&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Brass]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Berserker]] - Chaos Space Marines with Axes and a bad attitude.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Angron]] - Daemon prince of Khorne and the Primarch of World Eaters.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[World Eaters]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Khârn|Khârn the Betrayer]] - A pretty fun guy to be around.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Valkia the Bloody]] - Scarousal in it&#039;s purest form.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Warhammer_40,000/Tactics/Khorne_Daemonkin(7E)|Tactics/Khorne Daemonkin]] - That&#039;s right, meatsacks! The servants of Khorne have their own codex!&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Age of Sigmar/Tactics/Chaos/Blades of Khorne|Tactics/Blades of Khorne]] - Khorne&#039;s servants in AoS.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Rage]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sorcerers of Khorne]] - Double heresy!&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Doombreed]] - One angry son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;
* This pretty much sums up his forces: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-gSJW3sHXE&amp;amp;feature=channel_video_title&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Katanas_are_Underpowered_in_d20#Khorne_is_underpowered_in_40k|Khorne is underpowered in 40k]]&lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vljHBXA3UKE - death metal song devoted to Khorne. &lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8mEOiI4pjs - trash metal song summing up Khorne pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KUB9QGKCNmI - a bunch of anime Khorne worshippers. Better than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;
* https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8mEOiI4pjs - another metal song devoted to Khorne. GW actually commissioned this one. Yes, they really were that awesome back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;
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