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'''THE GRAND DAD EMPIRE''' 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).
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{{Infobox Spess Mahreen Chapter
|Name = Imperial Purgators
|Heraldry =
|Battle Cry = "Ignem Aeternum!"
|Number =
|Founding = [[26th Founding]] (M41)
|Successors of = [[Salamanders]]
|Successor Chapters = None
|Chapter Master = Veilund
|Primarch = [[Vulkan]]
|Homeworld = Triassos
|Specialty = Stealth
|Strength = ~700
|Allegiance = [[Imperium of Man]]
|Colours = Green and orange, with black trim
}}


They operated out of the SilvaGunner YouTube channel until it was terminated in 2014, after which they appear to have transitioned briefly to GiivaSunner in September of 2016 before returning to SilvaGunner in June of 2018.
The '''Imperator Purgators''' are a newly made chapter created from the Deathwatch Chapter creation table. The result was a Salamanders successor with a penchant for stealth second only to their love of fire.


== CHANNELS ==
==Summary==
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.


{{awesome}}== EVENTS ==
===Triassos===
The VINESAUCE MEME events that The GRAND DAD EMPIRE held were known for being diverse and involved, due in large part to their incredibly strong YTP scene.  These events would involve VINESAUCE-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.
Triassos is an old world orbiting and old star; it is a damp, sweltering world, networked with small seas where the bulk of the land consists of vast expanses of undulating hills with slow, silt choked rivers wending lazily between them, and all overgrown with verdant decadent green canopy.


In later years, an event known as GRAND FEST was hosting PREMIERES for GRAND DAD Fantasy, KING FOR ANOTHER DAY, GRANDmachine, HE THICC 69, and MEME Wars, as of 2019.
Upon the few mountains, higher, where the air is cooler, away from the endless decaying tentacles of vegetation the hive cities perch. The only mountain not surmounted by a hive city is the last great volcano thrown up by the planet's listless core, a great cone of basalt that who'se sides still smoke and ooze lava and upon which the chapter has established its fortress. The hives are where the people live, occasionally sending out drilling teams to extract the planet's deposits of promethium, sometimes drawing the attention of feral orks spawned from some long-passed WAAAAGH!; the larger infestations require the attention of the Purgators to be cleansed before the promethium extraction can resume.  


== HIGH-QUALITY RIPS and MEMES ==
The n'Tabi were found centuries after the planet's colonization. Where the hives were built up to avoid the jungle the monstrous xenos had gone down, living beneath the surface. As the hives grew up, they also grew down, acids and chemical wastes seeping into the hearts of the mountains, finally into the lairs of the n'Tabi. Their blind wormlike heads could sense the movements of air currents and catch the softest vibrations and so they struck at the sumps first climbing out of the depths and slaughtering gangers. When they reached the first arbiter wall the Telepathica sent for help, and the Chapter arrived. 250 years of fighting beneath the skin of the world. 250 years of flame filled tunnels, melted earthen bunkers and gene-seed lost to cave-ins both intentional and not. After driving them back to their last great city, the Purgators strapped engines to a great adamantine pillar and punched it straight through the crust, boring a hole that would flood their underground city with magma, and give rise to the great volcano that would serve as both the tombstone of the species, and the fortress monastery of the chapter. Atop the pillar are six words, "Suffer Not The Xeno To Live".
Some HIGH-QUALITY RIPS appear to have seen releases or updates in 5th and 6th edition. Note that The GRAND DAD EMPIRE seem to have been most active between 2012 and 2019.


* GRAND DAD 2: SPASTIC BOOGALOO
The n'Tabi were not buried- they were cremated.
* GRAND DAD 3: THE GAUNTLET OF ASS (FEATURING SMOL NOZOMI, TITO DICKMAN, SPONGE, HE THICC, and SANS UNDERTALE)
* GRAND DAD 4: GRAND DAD IS GOD
* GRAND DAD 5: DEATH TO 1D4CHAN


GRAND DAD IS LOVE
===The Walk===
GRAND DAD IS LIFE
Unlike other chapters with complex rituals and trials, the chapter's principle for recruiting is seemingly simple. "Leave your hive on foot, with only what you can carry. Arrive at the fortress-monastery. Bring a dragon whelp with you."
GRAND DAD WILL CONQUER THIS WIKI
 
FOR MEMES
Named because of their resemblance to the Terran beast of myth, dragons are the apex predators in the jungle, mottled green beasts that blend into the forest and can move with terrifying speed either along the ground or glide through the dense canopy with the help of the wing-like membranes it can extend from between its legs. They are the chief of a host of nightmares lurking in the jungle's crush of vegetation and are often the subject of failed taming attempts by some of the bolder feral Ork tribes.
FOR VINESAUCE
 
AND FOR
Not only required to survive the arduous trek halfway around the world, a would-be initiate must also find a dragon nest, steal an egg, and hatch it, or, for the brave and foolhardy, kill a mother dragon and steal a newly hatched infant. As the aspiring Marine receives his training and implants, the dragon will be reared to adulthood; the final test an initiate must pass before becoming a Scout is to slay the fully grown dragon.
SILVAGUNNER
 
[[Category: Meme]][[Category: GRAND DAD]][[Category: GRAND DAD Fantasy]][[Category: Awesome]]
Many walk out of the hives, seeking a better life. Very, very few become Space Marines.
 
"Back on Triassos before I took the Walk, my father was fond of the forest proverb, fire is good servant, but a poor master. I never knew if he meant it literally or if he meant the Purgators. After the Walk I thought I knew, Purgators were the masters and flame their servant. I know now that the Emperor is our master and we are his flame! Onward battle brothers, for we burn bright!"
-Captain Haya, 5th Company Captain of the Imperial Purgators
 
===The Trees that Move===
 
Veilund, Chapter Master of the Purgators, was a master of the forge and of the fire, chosen to head the newly founded Chapter. They were a late addition to the ranks of the Space Marines, and one of those rare chapters who can trace their lineage to Vulkan and the long suffering, long enduring [[Salamanders]].
 
For their first mission the Pugators were dispatched to a cluster of stars in Segmentum Tempestus. The Quercus cluster contained several Agri-worlds that had fallen silent and ceased paying the imperial tithe.
 
When they arrived at Salix, the closest of the agri-worlds, they found no fields or crops; only vast forests with humans living like savages amongst them. It was not long before Veilund and the Purgators encountered the cause of these worlds' silence. A xenos race of tree like creatures, sentient, mobile, and vegetative had managed to enslave the Imperial colonies.
 
These tree-like xenos and their human servants, the druid priests, had taken command of the world reducing the human population to such a state of barbarism where they could not even kindle a fire to warm themselves.
 
The name of this species is unknown. It is not known whether the walking trees were natural, or the result of some unknown warp sorcery. Their language is unknown. How they enslaved the humans is unknown. The creed of their tame 'druid' slaves is unknown. All that is known of them now is that they burned.
 
==External Links==
Origin Thread: https://archive.foolz.us/tg/thread/27924616
 
 
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Imperial Purgators
Battle Cry "Ignem Aeternum!"
Founding 26th Founding (M41)
Successors of Salamanders
Successor Chapters None
Chapter Master Veilund
Primarch Vulkan
Homeworld Triassos
Strength ~700
Specialty Stealth
Allegiance Imperium of Man
Colours Green and orange, with black trim

The Imperator Purgators are a newly made chapter created from the Deathwatch Chapter creation table. The result was a Salamanders successor with a penchant for stealth second only to their love of fire.

Summary[edit | edit source]

Triassos[edit | edit source]

Triassos is an old world orbiting and old star; it is a damp, sweltering world, networked with small seas where the bulk of the land consists of vast expanses of undulating hills with slow, silt choked rivers wending lazily between them, and all overgrown with verdant decadent green canopy.

Upon the few mountains, higher, where the air is cooler, away from the endless decaying tentacles of vegetation the hive cities perch. The only mountain not surmounted by a hive city is the last great volcano thrown up by the planet's listless core, a great cone of basalt that who'se sides still smoke and ooze lava and upon which the chapter has established its fortress. The hives are where the people live, occasionally sending out drilling teams to extract the planet's deposits of promethium, sometimes drawing the attention of feral orks spawned from some long-passed WAAAAGH!; the larger infestations require the attention of the Purgators to be cleansed before the promethium extraction can resume.

The n'Tabi were found centuries after the planet's colonization. Where the hives were built up to avoid the jungle the monstrous xenos had gone down, living beneath the surface. As the hives grew up, they also grew down, acids and chemical wastes seeping into the hearts of the mountains, finally into the lairs of the n'Tabi. Their blind wormlike heads could sense the movements of air currents and catch the softest vibrations and so they struck at the sumps first climbing out of the depths and slaughtering gangers. When they reached the first arbiter wall the Telepathica sent for help, and the Chapter arrived. 250 years of fighting beneath the skin of the world. 250 years of flame filled tunnels, melted earthen bunkers and gene-seed lost to cave-ins both intentional and not. After driving them back to their last great city, the Purgators strapped engines to a great adamantine pillar and punched it straight through the crust, boring a hole that would flood their underground city with magma, and give rise to the great volcano that would serve as both the tombstone of the species, and the fortress monastery of the chapter. Atop the pillar are six words, "Suffer Not The Xeno To Live".

The n'Tabi were not buried- they were cremated.

The Walk[edit | edit source]

Unlike other chapters with complex rituals and trials, the chapter's principle for recruiting is seemingly simple. "Leave your hive on foot, with only what you can carry. Arrive at the fortress-monastery. Bring a dragon whelp with you."

Named because of their resemblance to the Terran beast of myth, dragons are the apex predators in the jungle, mottled green beasts that blend into the forest and can move with terrifying speed either along the ground or glide through the dense canopy with the help of the wing-like membranes it can extend from between its legs. They are the chief of a host of nightmares lurking in the jungle's crush of vegetation and are often the subject of failed taming attempts by some of the bolder feral Ork tribes.

Not only required to survive the arduous trek halfway around the world, a would-be initiate must also find a dragon nest, steal an egg, and hatch it, or, for the brave and foolhardy, kill a mother dragon and steal a newly hatched infant. As the aspiring Marine receives his training and implants, the dragon will be reared to adulthood; the final test an initiate must pass before becoming a Scout is to slay the fully grown dragon.

Many walk out of the hives, seeking a better life. Very, very few become Space Marines.

"Back on Triassos before I took the Walk, my father was fond of the forest proverb, fire is good servant, but a poor master. I never knew if he meant it literally or if he meant the Purgators. After the Walk I thought I knew, Purgators were the masters and flame their servant. I know now that the Emperor is our master and we are his flame! Onward battle brothers, for we burn bright!" -Captain Haya, 5th Company Captain of the Imperial Purgators

The Trees that Move[edit | edit source]

Veilund, Chapter Master of the Purgators, was a master of the forge and of the fire, chosen to head the newly founded Chapter. They were a late addition to the ranks of the Space Marines, and one of those rare chapters who can trace their lineage to Vulkan and the long suffering, long enduring Salamanders.

For their first mission the Pugators were dispatched to a cluster of stars in Segmentum Tempestus. The Quercus cluster contained several Agri-worlds that had fallen silent and ceased paying the imperial tithe.

When they arrived at Salix, the closest of the agri-worlds, they found no fields or crops; only vast forests with humans living like savages amongst them. It was not long before Veilund and the Purgators encountered the cause of these worlds' silence. A xenos race of tree like creatures, sentient, mobile, and vegetative had managed to enslave the Imperial colonies.

These tree-like xenos and their human servants, the druid priests, had taken command of the world reducing the human population to such a state of barbarism where they could not even kindle a fire to warm themselves.

The name of this species is unknown. It is not known whether the walking trees were natural, or the result of some unknown warp sorcery. Their language is unknown. How they enslaved the humans is unknown. The creed of their tame 'druid' slaves is unknown. All that is known of them now is that they burned.

External Links[edit | edit source]

Origin Thread: https://archive.foolz.us/tg/thread/27924616