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	'''The GRAND DAD Fugitives''' ARE a prolific [[VINESAUCE]]-centric MEME group based in BEDROCK CITY. Their largest periods of activity seemed to be around the time SILVAGUNNER was terminated, when they were hosting several unofficial VINESAUCE gaming events (which they assure you repeatedly are ''not'' official Tournaments and are in no way affiliated with [[JOEL]]).		{{edit}}

	~~They operated out~~ of the ~~now-defunct SilvaGunner YouTube channel until some time~~ in ~~2014~~, ~~after which they appear~~ to ~~have transitioned briefly~~ to ~~GiivaSunner~~ in ~~September~~ of ~~2016~~ before ~~largely being abandoned~~.		One of the [[War Scribes\|Second Legion]]'s first conquests, Powanam Voct stood in grandiose ruin. Ancient beyond words, a depleted, battered skyline covered the mostly depopulated husk of a once unimaginable Hive World. Unlike the Imperium's fledgling Hives springing up on dozens of worlds, Powanam Voct had once been sustained by scientific wonders beyond description, and the Primarch wished to cut into the detritus of centuries to recover whatever might be of value within. When the Legion arrived in orbit the planet appeared dead and lifeless, but as the first Drop Pods descended and Thunderhawks entered atmosphere, ancient defense batteries opened fire with terrible energies. Hundreds of Legionnaires were cut from the skies with the first volleys, but Napotiel pressed on full of fire and the desire to prove himself before his gene-sire. Arelex directed the fleet to bombard the planet mercilessly, lest his Marines be torn to shreds by Dark Age technology. From his position in high orbit, the Primarch's sharp eyes picked out vulnerable power conduits and exposed cogitators to be surgically removed with pinpoint lance fire.

	~~== Forums ==~~		Eventually the guns fell silent and the Marines took the largest sectors of the ancient cities under their control. The men of Nord Merica were in their element within the iron expanses. None more so than Napotiel, former gang-lord of Terra, once the 13 year old master of an entire Hive Spire. With savage efficiency, they drove through the underhive, sparing barely a moment for the miserable mutants and barely functional security systems that stood in their path. Continuing his scans from orbit, Arelex directed Napotiel unerringly towards concentrations of enemies and equipment and within three days Legio Secundus was in full control of such portions of Powanam as were worth having. Much materiel of war was recovered from the city depths, most importantly an ancient armaments repository containing a handful of still-functional Proteus-Pattern Land Raiders. Long ago these titanic war machines were the mainstay tank of Dark age Mankind, and surely these vehicles would have stood against the Age of Strife, had they the chance.
	The ~~original forums appeared to function as four services: preparation~~ and ~~communication~~ in ~~service~~ of ~~coming events~~, ~~discussion about new HIGH~~-~~QUALITY RIPS~~, ~~MEME showcase~~, ~~and general VINESAUCE or unrelated discussion~~.

	~~== Events ==~~		Napotiel proudly presented these trophies to the Legion even as Imperial Army regiments landed to consolidate Imperial power and allow settlers to repopulate the hives, though the celebrations were marred somewhat by Arelex's pensive, thoughtful mood. Though Napotiel had achieved an efficient planetary subjugation and the Legion would soon make good its losses, seeing his soldiers burned from the sky would remain in Arelex's mind for a very long time. The Primarch vowed that such casualties must never take place again, and retired after the ceremony to hold council with the fleet's Martian detachment.
	~~The VINESAUCE gaming events that The GRAND DAD Fugitives held were known for being diverse~~ and ~~involved, due in large part~~ to ~~their incredibly strong homebrew scene. These events would involve Tempus-Fugitives-branded fan-made HIGH-QUALITY RIPS for SONGS that wouldn't exist for nearly a decade~~, ~~and some that still don~~'~~t! They also hosted some of the first KING FOR ANOTHER DAY tournaments~~, ~~with fan HIGH-QUALITY RIPS~~.

	~~In later years,~~ an ~~event known as Fugitive Fest was hosting play sessions for [[GRAND DAD Fantasy]], [[Warhammer 40,000]], [[GRANDmachine]], [[HE THICC]],~~ and ~~[[MEME Wars]]~~, ~~as of 2012.~~

	~~== HIGH-QUALITY RIPS and MEMES == Some HIGH-QUALITY RIPS appear to have seen releases or updates~~ in ~~5th and 6th edition~~. ~~Note~~ that ~~The GRAND DAD Fugitives seem~~ to ~~have been most active between 2007 and 2013~~.

	* GRAND DAD 2: SPASTIC BOOGALOO
	* GRAND DAD: The Gauntlet of ASS (SANS, PAPYRUS, SPONGE, HE THICC, and SMOL NOZOMI)


	~~[[Category: Memes]][[Category: GRAND DAD]][[Category: GRAND DAD Fantasy]]~~

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	~~{{edit}}~~		'''The GRAND DAD Fugitives''' ARE a prolific [[VINESAUCE]]-centric MEME group based in BEDROCK CITY. Their largest periods of activity seemed to be around the time SILVAGUNNER was terminated, when they were hosting several unofficial VINESAUCE gaming events (which they assure you repeatedly are ''not'' official Tournaments and are in no way affiliated with [[JOEL]]).

	~~One~~ of the ~~[[War Scribes\|Second Legion]]'s first conquests, Powanam Voct stood~~ in ~~grandiose ruin. Ancient beyond words~~, a depleted, battered skyline covered the mostly depopulated husk of a once unimaginable Hive World. Unlike the Imperium's fledgling Hives springing up on dozens of worlds, Powanam Voct had once been sustained by scientific wonders beyond description, and the Primarch wished to ~~cut into the detritus of centuries~~ to ~~recover whatever might be of value within. When the Legion arrived~~ in orbit the planet appeared dead and lifeless, but as the first Drop Pods descended and Thunderhawks entered atmosphere, ancient defense batteries opened fire with terrible energies. Hundreds of Legionnaires were cut from the skies with the first volleys, but Napotiel pressed on full of ~~fire and the desire to prove himself~~ before his gene-sire. Arelex directed the fleet to bombard the planet mercilessly, lest his Marines be torn to shreds by Dark Age technology. From his position in high orbit, the Primarch's sharp eyes picked out vulnerable power conduits and exposed cogitators to be surgically removed with pinpoint lance fire.		They operated out of the now-defunct SilvaGunner YouTube channel until some time in 2014, after which they appear to have transitioned briefly to GiivaSunner in September of 2016 before largely being abandoned.

	~~Eventually the guns fell silent and the Marines took the largest sectors of the ancient cities under their control.~~ The men of Nord Merica were in their element within the iron expanses. None more so than Napotiel, former gang-lord of Terra, once the 13 year old master of an entire Hive Spire. With savage efficiency, they drove through the underhive, sparing barely a moment for the miserable mutants and barely functional security systems that stood in their path. Continuing his scans from orbit, Arelex directed Napotiel unerringly towards concentrations of enemies and equipment and ~~within three days Legio Secundus was~~ in ~~full control of such portions of Powanam as were worth having. Much materiel~~ of ~~war was recovered from the city depths~~, ~~most importantly an ancient armaments repository containing a handful of still~~-~~functional Proteus-Pattern Land Raiders. Long ago these titanic war machines were the mainstay tank of Dark age Mankind~~, and ~~surely these vehicles would have stood against the Age of Strife, had they the chance~~.		== Forums ==
			The original forums appeared to function as four services: preparation and communication in service of coming events, discussion about new HIGH-QUALITY RIPS, MEME showcase, and general VINESAUCE or unrelated discussion.

	~~Napotiel proudly presented these trophies to the Legion even as Imperial Army regiments landed to consolidate Imperial power~~ and ~~allow settlers~~ to ~~repopulate the hives~~, ~~though~~ the ~~celebrations were marred somewhat by Arelex's pensive~~, ~~thoughtful mood~~. ~~Though Napotiel had achieved~~ an ~~efficient planetary subjugation~~ and ~~the Legion would soon make good its losses~~, ~~seeing his soldiers burned from the sky would remain~~ in ~~Arelex's mind for a very long time~~. The ~~Primarch vowed that such casualties must never take place again~~, and ~~retired after the ceremony to hold council with the fleet's Martian detachment.~~		== Events ==
			The VINESAUCE gaming events that The GRAND DAD Fugitives held were known for being diverse and involved, due in large part to their incredibly strong homebrew scene. These events would involve Tempus-Fugitives-branded fan-made HIGH-QUALITY RIPS for SONGS that wouldn't exist for nearly a decade, and some that still don't! They also hosted some of the first KING FOR ANOTHER DAY tournaments, with fan HIGH-QUALITY RIPS.

			In later years, an event known as Fugitive Fest was hosting play sessions for [[GRAND DAD Fantasy]], [[Warhammer 40,000]], [[GRANDmachine]], [[HE THICC]], and [[MEME Wars]], as of 2012.

			== HIGH-QUALITY RIPS and MEMES == Some HIGH-QUALITY RIPS appear to have seen releases or updates in 5th and 6th edition. Note that The GRAND DAD Fugitives seem to have been most active between 2007 and 2013.

			* GRAND DAD 2: SPASTIC BOOGALOO
			* GRAND DAD: The Gauntlet of ASS (SANS, PAPYRUS, SPONGE, HE THICC, and SMOL NOZOMI)


			[[Category: Memes]][[Category: GRAND DAD]][[Category: GRAND DAD Fantasy]]

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	One of the Legion's first conquests, Powanam Voct stood in grandiose ruin. Ancient beyond words, a depleted, battered skyline covered the mostly depopulated husk of a once unimaginable Hive World. Unlike the Imperium's fledgling Hives springing up on dozens of worlds, Powanam Voct had once been sustained by scientific wonders beyond description, and the Primarch wished to cut into the detritus of centuries to recover whatever might be of value within. When the Legion arrived in orbit the planet appeared dead and lifeless, but as the first Drop Pods descended and Thunderhawks entered atmosphere, ancient defense batteries opened fire with terrible energies. Hundreds of Legionnaires were cut from the skies with the first volleys, but Napotiel pressed on full of fire and the desire to prove himself before his gene-sire. Arelex directed the fleet to bombard the planet mercilessly, lest his Marines be torn to shreds by Dark Age technology. From his position in high orbit, the Primarch's sharp eyes picked out vulnerable power conduits and exposed cogitators to be surgically removed with pinpoint lance fire.		{{edit}}

			One of the [[War Scribes\|Second Legion]]'s first conquests, Powanam Voct stood in grandiose ruin. Ancient beyond words, a depleted, battered skyline covered the mostly depopulated husk of a once unimaginable Hive World. Unlike the Imperium's fledgling Hives springing up on dozens of worlds, Powanam Voct had once been sustained by scientific wonders beyond description, and the Primarch wished to cut into the detritus of centuries to recover whatever might be of value within. When the Legion arrived in orbit the planet appeared dead and lifeless, but as the first Drop Pods descended and Thunderhawks entered atmosphere, ancient defense batteries opened fire with terrible energies. Hundreds of Legionnaires were cut from the skies with the first volleys, but Napotiel pressed on full of fire and the desire to prove himself before his gene-sire. Arelex directed the fleet to bombard the planet mercilessly, lest his Marines be torn to shreds by Dark Age technology. From his position in high orbit, the Primarch's sharp eyes picked out vulnerable power conduits and exposed cogitators to be surgically removed with pinpoint lance fire.

	Eventually the guns fell silent and the Marines took the largest sectors of the ancient cities under their control. The men of Nord Merica were in their element within the iron expanses. None more so than Napotiel, former gang-lord of Terra, once the 13 year old master of an entire Hive Spire. With savage efficiency, they drove through the underhive, sparing barely a moment for the miserable mutants and barely functional security systems that stood in their path. Continuing his scans from orbit, Arelex directed Napotiel unerringly towards concentrations of enemies and equipment and within three days Legio Secundus was in full control of such portions of Powanam as were worth having. Much materiel of war was recovered from the city depths, most importantly an ancient armaments repository containing a handful of still-functional Proteus-Pattern Land Raiders. Long ago these titanic war machines were the mainstay tank of Dark age Mankind, and surely these vehicles would have stood against the Age of Strife, had they the chance.		Eventually the guns fell silent and the Marines took the largest sectors of the ancient cities under their control. The men of Nord Merica were in their element within the iron expanses. None more so than Napotiel, former gang-lord of Terra, once the 13 year old master of an entire Hive Spire. With savage efficiency, they drove through the underhive, sparing barely a moment for the miserable mutants and barely functional security systems that stood in their path. Continuing his scans from orbit, Arelex directed Napotiel unerringly towards concentrations of enemies and equipment and within three days Legio Secundus was in full control of such portions of Powanam as were worth having. Much materiel of war was recovered from the city depths, most importantly an ancient armaments repository containing a handful of still-functional Proteus-Pattern Land Raiders. Long ago these titanic war machines were the mainstay tank of Dark age Mankind, and surely these vehicles would have stood against the Age of Strife, had they the chance.

	Napotiel proudly presented these trophies to the Legion even as Imperial Army regiments landed to consolidate Imperial power and allow settlers to repopulate the hives, though the celebrations were marred somewhat by Arelex's pensive, thoughtful mood. Though Napotiel had achieved an efficient planetary subjugation and the Legion would soon make good its losses, seeing his soldiers burned from the sky would remain in Arelex's mind for a very long time. The Primarch vowed that such casualties must never take place again, and retired after the ceremony to hold council with the fleet's Martian detachment.		Napotiel proudly presented these trophies to the Legion even as Imperial Army regiments landed to consolidate Imperial power and allow settlers to repopulate the hives, though the celebrations were marred somewhat by Arelex's pensive, thoughtful mood. Though Napotiel had achieved an efficient planetary subjugation and the Legion would soon make good its losses, seeing his soldiers burned from the sky would remain in Arelex's mind for a very long time. The Primarch vowed that such casualties must never take place again, and retired after the ceremony to hold council with the fleet's Martian detachment.

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One of the Legion's first conquests, Powanam Voct stood in grandiose ruin. Ancient beyond words, a depleted, battered skyline covered the mostly depopulated husk of a once unimaginable Hive World. Unlike the Imperium's fledgling Hives springing up on dozens of worlds, Powanam Voct had once been sustained by scientific wonders beyond description, and the Primarch wished to cut into the detritus of centuries to recover whatever might be of value within. When the Legion arrived in orbit the planet appeared dead and lifeless, but as the first Drop Pods descended and Thunderhawks entered atmosphere, ancient defense batteries opened fire with terrible energies. Hundreds of Legionnaires were cut from the skies with the first volleys, but Napotiel pressed on full of fire and the desire to prove himself before his gene-sire. Arelex directed the fleet to bombard the planet mercilessly, lest his Marines be torn to shreds by Dark Age technology. From his position in high orbit, the Primarch's sharp eyes picked out vulnerable power conduits and exposed cogitators to be surgically removed with pinpoint lance fire.

Eventually the guns fell silent and the Marines took the largest sectors of the ancient cities under their control. The men of Nord Merica were in their element within the iron expanses. None more so than Napotiel, former gang-lord of Terra, once the 13 year old master of an entire Hive Spire. With savage efficiency, they drove through the underhive, sparing barely a moment for the miserable mutants and barely functional security systems that stood in their path. Continuing his scans from orbit, Arelex directed Napotiel unerringly towards concentrations of enemies and equipment and within three days Legio Secundus was in full control of such portions of Powanam as were worth having. Much materiel of war was recovered from the city depths, most importantly an ancient armaments repository containing a handful of still-functional Proteus-Pattern Land Raiders. Long ago these titanic war machines were the mainstay tank of Dark age Mankind, and surely these vehicles would have stood against the Age of Strife, had they the chance.

Napotiel proudly presented these trophies to the Legion even as Imperial Army regiments landed to consolidate Imperial power and allow settlers to repopulate the hives, though the celebrations were marred somewhat by Arelex's pensive, thoughtful mood. Though Napotiel had achieved an efficient planetary subjugation and the Legion would soon make good its losses, seeing his soldiers burned from the sky would remain in Arelex's mind for a very long time. The Primarch vowed that such casualties must never take place again, and retired after the ceremony to hold council with the fleet's Martian detachment.