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In the grimdarkness of the uhh... 31st Millennium... what? [https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Heresy Somebody is fucking with timelines] [https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Extra_Heresy again]. | In the grimdarkness of the uhh... 31st Millennium... what? [https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Heresy Somebody is fucking with timelines] [https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Extra_Heresy again]. | ||
After the triumph of Ullanor, the [[Emperor]] was walking aboard his <s>over-decorated golden toilet of a flagship</s> {{BLAM}} the Mighty Bucephalus. When a random aid stopped him, telling him that his [https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Malcador_the_Sigillite bro]had sent him allot of holovids containing "important information" about the future. The Emperor then decided to call some of his sons, the [[Primarchs]] to join him aboard the Bucephalus in a very lovely, totally not gold-plated viewing room. This resulted in the longest netflix binge in the history of binging as all of the Primarchs along with the Emperor watched and reacted to the entirety of [[If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device]] along with a plethora of other 40k fanfic and canon material. Until eventually they stumbled upon the abomination that is Messages for Dad. | After the triumph of Ullanor, the [[Emperor]] was walking aboard his <s>over-decorated golden toilet of a flagship</s> {{BLAM}} the Mighty Bucephalus. When a random aid stopped him, telling him that his [https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Malcador_the_Sigillite bro]had sent him allot of holovids containing "important information" about the future. The Emperor then decided to call some of his sons, the [[Primarchs]] to join him aboard the Bucephalus in a very lovely, totally not gold-plated viewing room. This resulted in the longest netflix binge in the history of binging as all of the Primarchs along with the Emperor watched and reacted to the entirety of [[If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device]] along with a plethora of other 40k fanfic and canon material. Until eventually they stumbled upon the abomination that is [https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/messages-for-dad-thread-warhammer-40k.623812/ Messages for Dad]. | ||
This sent the entire family down the massive gaping hellhole of parenthood by beginning to follow a hybrid Primarch-Eldar son of a certain [[Rowboat Girlyman]] until it leads [[Angron]] (rightfully) down the path of [[RAGE]] against his brother [[Lion El'Jonson]] for being the king of dicks to his own son and wife, destroying a big chunk of the Bucephalus' internal structure and forcing the family to actually act on all of the events they saw happen or were going to happen. | This sent the entire family down the massive gaping hellhole of parenthood by beginning to follow a hybrid Primarch-Eldar son of a certain [[Rowboat Girlyman]] until it leads [[Angron]] (rightfully) down the path of [[RAGE]] against his brother [[Lion El'Jonson]] for being the king of dicks to his own son and wife, destroying a big chunk of the Bucephalus' internal structure and forcing the family to actually act on all of the events they saw happen or were going to happen. | ||
This leads to the fanfic actually getting complex and having a [[Humanity Fuck Yeah]] future in the current M31 even as the old M42 gets continualy more and more [[grimdark]]. | This leads to the fanfic actually getting complex and having a [[Humanity Fuck Yeah]] future in the current M31 even as the old M42 gets continualy more and more [[grimdark]]. | ||
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Summary
In the grimdarkness of the uhh... 31st Millennium... what? Somebody is fucking with timelines again.
After the triumph of Ullanor, the Emperor was walking aboard his over-decorated golden toilet of a flagship *BLAM* the Mighty Bucephalus. When a random aid stopped him, telling him that his brohad sent him allot of holovids containing "important information" about the future. The Emperor then decided to call some of his sons, the Primarchs to join him aboard the Bucephalus in a very lovely, totally not gold-plated viewing room. This resulted in the longest netflix binge in the history of binging as all of the Primarchs along with the Emperor watched and reacted to the entirety of If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device along with a plethora of other 40k fanfic and canon material. Until eventually they stumbled upon the abomination that is Messages for Dad.
This sent the entire family down the massive gaping hellhole of parenthood by beginning to follow a hybrid Primarch-Eldar son of a certain Rowboat Girlyman until it leads Angron (rightfully) down the path of RAGE against his brother Lion El'Jonson for being the king of dicks to his own son and wife, destroying a big chunk of the Bucephalus' internal structure and forcing the family to actually act on all of the events they saw happen or were going to happen.
This leads to the fanfic actually getting complex and having a Humanity Fuck Yeah future in the current M31 even as the old M42 gets continualy more and more grimdark.