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The '''Excoriators''' are a chapter of [[Space Marines]] descended from the [[Imperial Fists]]. They are the subject of Rob Sanders' ''[[Legion of the Damned]]'' novel, [[Derp|more so than the Legion themselves]]. They're basically a chapter full of grumbling whiny killjoys with a [[Slaanesh|pain fetish]]. They spend the first half of the novel whining about how badly the [[Alpha Legion]] raped their First Company, stole their Chapter Standard, and poisoned their old Chapter Master ("Oh go cry us a river you pussies" ~[[Lamenters]]). They spend the second half of the book fighting a [[Khorne|blood crusade]]. They also spend the entire book ordering their chapter serfs to whip them ''harder'', dammit! | The '''Excoriators''' are a chapter of [[Space Marines]] descended from the [[Imperial Fists]]. They are the subject of Rob Sanders' ''[[Legion of the Damned]]'' novel, [[Derp|more so than the Legion themselves]]. They're basically a chapter full of grumbling whiny killjoys with a [[Slaanesh|pain fetish]]. They spend the first half of the novel whining about how badly the [[Alpha Legion]] raped their First Company, stole their Chapter Standard, and poisoned their old Chapter Master ("Oh go cry us a river you pussies" ~[[Lamenters]]). They spend the second half of the book fighting a [[Khorne|blood crusade]]. They also spend the entire book ordering their chapter serfs to whip them ''harder'', dammit! | ||
They're one of the very few Imperial subfactions with the balls to point out the [[Emperor]] never wanted to be worshiped as a god, that he's nothing more than the greatest human psyker. They actually get into an argument about this at one point; the argument ended with some Excoriator Scouts sniping the braindead priests. | They're one of the very few Imperial subfactions with the balls to point out the [[Emperor]] never wanted to be worshiped as a god, that he's nothing more than the greatest human psyker. They actually get into an argument with the [[Ecclesiarchy]] about this at one point; the argument ended with some Excoriator Scouts sniping the braindead priests. | ||
They have this gene seed defect called "the Darkness". All it does is make them fall into a coma at random, much like how aneurisms kill normal humans. They actually figured out a cure for this coma though, but after they successfully test it out on their Chapter Champion they spend a hundred more pages complaining about how he's still "cursed" and how he's a "coward" for not chasing the Alpha Legion (even though the Chapter Champion points out ''several times'' that the planet the Alpha Legion are supposedly on is an obvious trap, just like last time) instead of rejoicing that their best swordsman is alive and just beat the ''motherfucking Black Templars'' in a swordsman tournament. Seriously, they waste so much time whining and bitching and indulging in their stupid whipping fetish. This is probably why the Legion of the Damned wait until all of the whining little bitches are dead before actually showing up in their own book. | They have this gene seed defect called "the Darkness". All it does is make them fall into a coma at random, much like how aneurisms kill normal humans. They actually figured out a cure for this coma though, but after they successfully test it out on their Chapter Champion they spend a hundred more pages complaining about how he's still "cursed" and how he's a "coward" for not chasing the Alpha Legion (even though the Chapter Champion points out ''several times'' that the planet the Alpha Legion are supposedly on is an obvious trap, just like last time) instead of rejoicing that their best swordsman is alive and just beat the ''motherfucking [[Black Templars]]'' in the Feast of Blades, a swordsman tournament of [[Imperial Fists]] successors. Seriously, they waste so much time whining and bitching and indulging in their stupid whipping fetish. This is probably why the Legion of the Damned wait until all of the whining little bitches are dead before actually showing up in their own book. | ||
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Revision as of 03:47, 14 September 2012
| Excoriators | ||
|---|---|---|
| Founding | Second Founding | |
| Successors of | Imperial Fists | |
| Successor Chapters | None | |
| Chapter Master | Zachariah Kersh | |
| Primarch | Rogal Dorn | |
| Homeworld | Eschara | |
| Strength | ~900 | |
| Specialty | Defense and attrition fighting, BDSM | |
| Allegiance | Imperium | |
| Colours | White and Silver | |
The Excoriators are a chapter of Space Marines descended from the Imperial Fists. They are the subject of Rob Sanders' Legion of the Damned novel, more so than the Legion themselves. They're basically a chapter full of grumbling whiny killjoys with a pain fetish. They spend the first half of the novel whining about how badly the Alpha Legion raped their First Company, stole their Chapter Standard, and poisoned their old Chapter Master ("Oh go cry us a river you pussies" ~Lamenters). They spend the second half of the book fighting a blood crusade. They also spend the entire book ordering their chapter serfs to whip them harder, dammit!
They're one of the very few Imperial subfactions with the balls to point out the Emperor never wanted to be worshiped as a god, that he's nothing more than the greatest human psyker. They actually get into an argument with the Ecclesiarchy about this at one point; the argument ended with some Excoriator Scouts sniping the braindead priests.
They have this gene seed defect called "the Darkness". All it does is make them fall into a coma at random, much like how aneurisms kill normal humans. They actually figured out a cure for this coma though, but after they successfully test it out on their Chapter Champion they spend a hundred more pages complaining about how he's still "cursed" and how he's a "coward" for not chasing the Alpha Legion (even though the Chapter Champion points out several times that the planet the Alpha Legion are supposedly on is an obvious trap, just like last time) instead of rejoicing that their best swordsman is alive and just beat the motherfucking Black Templars in the Feast of Blades, a swordsman tournament of Imperial Fists successors. Seriously, they waste so much time whining and bitching and indulging in their stupid whipping fetish. This is probably why the Legion of the Damned wait until all of the whining little bitches are dead before actually showing up in their own book.