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[[File:Mutilator_art.jpg|thumb|300px|right|<center>'''RIP AND TEAR!'''</center>]] | [[File:Mutilator_art.jpg|thumb|300px|right|<center>'''RIP AND TEAR!'''</center>]] | ||
The '''Mutilators''' are massive horrible abominations of flash and metal, who live only to RIP AND TEAR. They are often called melee-oriented [[Obliterators]], | The '''Mutilators''' are massive horrible abominations of flash and metal, who live only to RIP AND TEAR. They are often called melee-oriented [[Obliterators]], but though crunch-wise (and model-wise, to the extent of having the exact same torsos and legs) they are practically identical, [[Derp|fluff-wise they are nowhere near.]] Mutilators were once Terminator champions, who was so obsessed with close combat, that they merged with their weapon into one being. Apparently, spending 90% of your time in the fucked up hell-dimension of the Eye of Terror you can do such things without any daemonic techno-virus help. So now their bodies are covered in grown-in terminator armour, power weapons, chain weapons, lightning claws, and various other sharp objects, as well as their souls, which have merged in all of the machine-spirits of all the weapons they have absorbed. Unlike Obliterators they still can speak non-binary language, but being absolutely batshit-insane butchers they rarely have anything to tell. | ||
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[[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]] | [[Category:Warhammer 40,000]][[Category:Chaos]][[Category:Space Marines]] | ||
Revision as of 11:20, 22 November 2013
The Mutilators are massive horrible abominations of flash and metal, who live only to RIP AND TEAR. They are often called melee-oriented Obliterators, but though crunch-wise (and model-wise, to the extent of having the exact same torsos and legs) they are practically identical, fluff-wise they are nowhere near. Mutilators were once Terminator champions, who was so obsessed with close combat, that they merged with their weapon into one being. Apparently, spending 90% of your time in the fucked up hell-dimension of the Eye of Terror you can do such things without any daemonic techno-virus help. So now their bodies are covered in grown-in terminator armour, power weapons, chain weapons, lightning claws, and various other sharp objects, as well as their souls, which have merged in all of the machine-spirits of all the weapons they have absorbed. Unlike Obliterators they still can speak non-binary language, but being absolutely batshit-insane butchers they rarely have anything to tell.