So, thanks to War Kitten and the folks over at Avatars in a Room (Mostly War Kitten...), I have made a thread for Avatars in a room... Except Everyone is a Legionnaire, on Terra. Have at it folks.

Oh boy this'll be fun

*scratches his head*
Where is everyone?

Brother Astartes...

Yes? How can I help you brother?

We seem to be the only two left on Terra...

That is rather unfortunate yes.

Its almost like we are in a vacuum... Well, while were here, care to take a tour in the fully renovated Fortress of Terra?

-Gestures extravagantly towards the hulking monolith of a fortress-

Oh sure, why not. Got nothing better to do anyway
*joins TS*


OOC: I hope others show up, otherwise this'll get pretty dull pretty fast.

OOC: Bruh, I will do a full tour of the Fortress until people show up

BIC: Now see, we had Sanguinius do the landscaping of the rose gardens out front here...

*walks behind TS, taking in the sights*
Who did the guns? *points to the defense lasers*
They look great!

That was none other than Rogal Dorn himself!

Really? Fascinating. You know I met Dorn once? Mortarian took a small detachment of my brothers and I have to have a meeting with the Imperial Fists and I got to meet him. He's intense in person, not quite as bad as Mortarian but...

Mortarian is kind of strange, even by Primarch standards

You're telling me. He's MY primarch.

Was your primarch..

True, true, he ceased being much of anything to me after Isstvan.

<<The pumpkin just grins and takes notes>>

 Tactical_Spam wrote:
Mortarian is kind of strange, even by Primarch standards

Brother, have you even seen Fulgrim recently?

*fires Da Rippa*

OK, Flash Gitz. Assume tactical formation one.

*flash gitz surround everybody*

Hey hey hey, who invited the Ork? and the pumpkin... and that estranged kakophoni guy...?

Orks are never invited. We just crash da partay.

*flash gitz load snazzgunz*

NOT YET WAIT TILL I TELL YOU!

*notices TheManWithNoPlan*
Welcome brother! We were just going on a tour, care to join us?
*notices snurl as well*
That is just creepy....
*to Badrukk*
Do you really think you can stand against the Emperor's Finest?
*cocks boltgun*

The flash gitz you see here are surrounding you. There will be more to replace them.

FLASH GIT: Can we shoot now?

Yes!

*We fire at the space marines*

-Gives boarding shield to War kitten and paints a dash of yellow on his should and holds up my own shield-

Its ok, Brother.. We are toughness 5 now...

*badrukk rolls str 2 and ap6 for his flash gitzs weapons*
My turn
*begins scything down flash gitz with boltgun fire*

Oh, Gork.

REINFORCEMENTS! WE NEED YOU!

*more reinforcements come in and we roll Str 5 Ap 1 for our snazzgunz*

TAKE COVER!
*dives behind a wall and continues firing*

*everything fires at point-blank range*

*A Land Raider flies out of a hole in the warp, pulverizing the flash gitz, rolling 37 times, and hitting a wall*

 Verviedi wrote:
*A Land Raider flies out of a hole in the warp, pulverizing the flash gitz, rolling 37 times, and hitting a wall*

-It suffers a glancing hit-

What on Terra is happening...

SURVIVING FLASH GITZ!!!!!! GET TO THE EMPRAH'S ROOM!!!!!!!

*we go in the direction of the Emperor*

I locked the doors... all 900 of the Ceramite plated 12 inch thick doors...

So that's how you want to play it. Request moar dakka, over!

*Stompas break down all the doors*

FLASH GITZ!!!!! SWARM THE PALACE!!!!!

*We do. Me and a team of flash gitz find the Emperor's room and kill his servants*

OOC: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. One does not simply kill the Custodis

OOC: Of course I can! I'm an ork who loves killing!

BIC: *stompas obliterate the Emperor*

Take that now, Space Marines!

*custode marches from the Golden Throne Room and starts cutting down orks*

No enemy shall live to see Him.

*cuts down the Custode*

He's already obliterated!

*grabs ork's blade*

You know nothing of his power. Or mine, for that matter.

*stabs ork in the gut*

*More flash gitz come and obliterate the Custodes*

You think you have enough power to take over this palace? Come back, with more of your gun power.

*turrets start roaring into the crowd of orks, spewing bullets everywhere into their mass*

*We survive*

You're surrounded, Custode. I've got more on the way. The palace is dead.

OOC: Will continue this later.

*Staggers out of the tank, my helmet crooked*

I told you to take a left! The Emperor is dead in this one! I thought you knew exactly what timestate to go to!

Calm down, Marine. It appears that someone has interfered with this timestate. Let's hop to the nearest one in the past, and reset this one.

*Suddenly the Orks are still outside the palace, and Macro-cannons are destroying the Stompas*

*A Land Raider flies out of a hole in the warp, pulverizing the flash gitz, rolling 37 times, and hitting a wall*

Oh well. At least we killed the Emperor.

*leaves*

What the feth is going on here?
*continues.to mow down orks with bolter fire*
*into vox*
ORBITAL BOMBARDMENT REQUESTED, COORDINATES ALPHA BRAVO ZULU FIRE FOR EFFECT!
*bombardment kills most of the flash gitz and stompas*

OOC: Badrukk survived, and is pretty far from Terra right now. And the Emperor is dead.

 KaptinBadrukk wrote:
OOC: Badrukk survived, and is pretty far from Terra right now. And the Emperor is dead.

You mean Malace? You can't kill the Emperor... He's "immortal"

OOC: Well, Badrukk and his flash gitz obliterated the following:
The Emperor
Custodes
And he left the palace in ruins.

*Is woken by explosions*

Huh? What's happening? Who just levoulationed the central building?

OOC: Sing your life, where have you been?

OOC: In outer space, duh.

OOC: No really. You haven't been on much. Has your internet been down? Or what?

OOC: I've been very ill.

OOC: Sorry about that. Are you better now?

I reset the timestate. Emperor, palace, custodes should be fine. Just so you know, because of paradoxes, you probably shouldn't touch him anytime soon.

...So where am I? I was told to go back to this timestate, but the message cut out when I asked why. Requesting location and mission parameters.

Imperial Palace, Terra. Seems that we're in a reality where Horus betrayed the Emperor instead of the Two.

How the hell did you transport us between realities and time? You said the Warp couldn't do that!

Bad news, actually... It broke. We're stuck here until I am created in this timestate.

8000 years?!

*comes back*

Why is the emperor still alive? I killed him! Or I thought I did...

OOC: No, but I can usually get out of bed for a bit at the least.

Who's the emperor?

*tackles Badrukk and putsna bolt pistol to his head*
Why shouldn't I kill you right now ork?

Because he'll just respawn and attack you in a helicopter until all the objective are his.

My companion here sent me back to the original point of divergence of this timestate. I kicked a pebble, per his instructions. I suppose I butterflied your army into oblivion.

Actually, I just grabbed a Custodes and filled his helmet vox with warnings.

Why did I kick the pebble, then?!

It's a very long story, but basically it'll butterfly Macha into undressing in front of a Custode and bringing the Emperor back to life 10,000 years in the future.

...What? How did you calculate that?!

Magic. And I also grabbed Medusa's computing resources for a bit on the way here.

What year is this? I was just laying down for a few winks at Hanger 21 and oh Putin I overslept didn't I?

It appears to be the year 31,000, in a yet-unknown Timestate. I propose calling this one Timestate Horus.

Logged, Space Marine.

*Looks around*

...So, who are you, brothers?

It's 29,000 years in the future?

It is the 31st millennium yes.
*to Verviedi*
I am Garrus of the Death Guard, by your markings I presume you to be from the Iron Hands?

It seems so. I'm here for an unspecified purpose, because my armor and tank got hijacked by... something.

I am of the Iron Hands, yes. One of the last loyalists that escaped our former brethren. This universe is very far from the universe that I am from.

What happened to Russia? Did they beat the US in the end?

I am afraid I do not know. Do you?

Nope. I was created in 40,000.

Wait. You haven't been created yet?!

...I hijacked an interdimensional travelling Land Raider through time. You expect existing before I'm alive is beyond me?

*scratches his head*
This is all beyond me. I was created in the 31st Millennium to fight in the Great Crusade.

Alright. I will tell.
So, in my universe, I was sent down to the surface of Istvaan III to fight the rebels on the surface. Unfortunately, the Two had already turned from the light, and launched cyclonic torpedoes at the planet below.
My Land Raider, which was travelling through a cavern, survived the blasts, along with a few of my brothers. It was then that I found a short, metal skeleton, which was clearly dead.
As soon as I touched it, my armor locked up, and a voice began to speak through my vox-caster. It instructed me to ask my squad for their special weapon, a graviton weapon, and a vortex grenade. It told me to remove the power sources of both, and then use the vortex creation matrix to build a warp drive.
The voice told me to pull the pin, then. I travelled here, secure in my tank.

I am afraid that I am guilty of the Sin Of Innovation, and therefore damned by the Machine-God.

Thats intense, Brother of Iron...

OOC: I'm not sure that they believed in the Machine God prior to the Heresy, I think that developed post Heresy

Well, it was the same for me, I was with a group of Loyal Sons of Horus and we were fighting against my treacherous brethren, when a flash of light brought me here.

*into comms* Calling all out there, I am Captain Alaniouz Blagochestivy. As far as I know I am the 29,027 years old, and the last survivor of the RGF and the nation of Russia. St Joseph's blessing.

OOC: Bolded text is the armour's Machine Spirit, right?

OOC: Emperor is the Omnisiah...

I was always here... tending the... antiaircraft fortifications

OOC: Bold text is the entity that was picked up from the dead Necron. Poor marine is very possessed by something semi-benevolent.
I'm imagining it like this universe's Verviedi Entity, but less of a complete donkey-cave and more serious business.

So, what happens now brothers? Do we just sit here and wait till more threats to the Imperium come?
*reloads boltgun*

*Armor twitches slightly*

Please, tell me...

Did my father betray the Emperor in this timestate? Did Dorn? Did great lord Fulgrim?

Mannus did not betray the Emperor, but tragically he was killed by that traitor Fulgrim on Isstvan. Dorn stayed loyal.

Manus probably isn't dead...

*raises an eyebrow at TS*
I saw him lose his head to Fulgrim's blade, do you doubt me brother?

Most thought Corax was dead. He turned out to be alive

I saw Ferrus lose his head, there is a difference there. Nobody saw Corax "die". Many saw Ferrus die.

Alpharius never died either...

*shakes his head*
You are using Alpharius as an example? THE ALPHA LEGION doesn't even know what's going on with Alpharius. Are you daft brother?

Yes, Brother Death Guard, I am always daft. I am an Imperial Fist.

Couldn't this Mannus you speak of have just respawned after he was killed?

Ugh, don't get us started on Magnus, the whiny little a-hole. Manus was a lot better than him.

OOC: I mixed up Mannus's name with Magnus. Fail.

Heyyyyy! Whassup!? DA BIRD IZ BACK BABY!

Chapter Master of the Ternians reporting in!

*looks at Thraka*
What in oblivion are you?
*pokes him*

 War Kitten wrote:
Mannus did not betray the Emperor, but tragically he was killed by that traitor Fulgrim on Isstvan. Dorn stayed loyal.

This is saddening news. I never thought Fulgrim to be a one to fall so tragically. May he one day restore his path to perfection.

 War Kitten wrote:
*looks at Thraka*
What in oblivion are you?
*pokes him*

Indeed, Brother, and I don't like the noises it's making.

*Makes ready sonic weapon.

Wait until the Pumpkin sings. You haven't heard anything yet.

If it is anything like this incoherent mewling I shall smite thee too where there stands.

...I'm here to grab an Iron Hand before he hurts himself. Tell him that we have a stable timestate now.

*Disappears into thin air*

*looks confused*
What the feth just happened?
Where did the Iron Hand go?

Maybe he left and joined another server?

Possibly. Maybe he just left to go after Ferrus?

I am afraid I know not either. The Iron Hands are a strange legion, what with they're strange faith in metal.

It is odd isn't it son of Fulgrim? Their obsession with machines is, off-putting, to say the least.

Says the man who has the grim reaper as a primarch

 War Kitten wrote:
It is odd isn't it son of Fulgrim? Their obsession with machines is, off-putting, to say the least.

What? Machines are cool. Do you know what kind of killing sprees my top copmrades would get up to as soon they got their hands on one Helicopter?

Yes, but the Iron Hands take it to a whole new level. They venerate the machine, not just respect it.

Indeed. And they do have a most peculiar adoration for cybernetic enhancements. Never really did understand those Iron Hands of theirs.

I think it's because they didn't get enough attention when they were neophytes. Shameful really.

Such a shame, to have all that potential neophytes have thrown away by poor indoctrination. And it can't just be their obsession with metal, after all the Salamanders appreciate their Neophytes greatly.

Always knew Ferrus Manus was up to something awful.

 War Kitten wrote:
Yes, but the Iron Hands take it to a whole new level. They venerate the machine, not just respect it.

Really?

*blows up WK with XM25*

I just unlocked a flash supressor for my knife!!!

*dies*
*nearby door opens and I walk in*
Hello brothers! What's going on here?

Some Americans are talking gak about machines. Machines are awesome.

"Americans?" That nation hasn't existed since the Unification Era of M32, what are you talking about?

They're not Americans? I though all my enemies were either Americans or Chinese.

That nation ceased to exist in the 32nd Millennium. As a matter of fact all nations ceased to exist after the Unification of Terra

Oh, sorry then

It's fine. Very few even remember the nations of old anymore. It's understandable.

Very few even knew their borders. Even fewer knew their names. A most impressive knowledge you have of the ancient times.

Lord Guilleman thought it necessary for all the officers in the legion. As the Apothecary Primus I was required to have some basic knowledge of it.

An interesting notion, I hardly see how it would be relevant to commanding the legion - or any fighting force for that matter - seeing as the ancient borders hold little relevance to Terra today.

Unless of course it's for a strategy using the geography that remains from those times. Then it is most wise of him. You never know when a planet could fall under siege.

<<the pumpkin laughs>>

<<The Kakophoni Sonic Blasts it deep into the warp>>

Ah, there goes that annoying noise. Replaced with auditory bliss at last

When did the brother Smurf Ultramarine show up?

Just now Brother Fist, Lord Guilleman dispatched me here to watch over this area.

 TheManWithNoPlan wrote:
Very few even knew their borders. Even fewer knew their names. A most impressive knowledge you have of the ancient times.

I'm from the year 2020, back when all those countries still existed.

Welcome to the 32nd Millennium then! It's nice here.

Well, if you have take a liking to warfare you'll be comfortable.

This is true. There is always a fight going on here

*Steps back out of the invisible timestate tunnel*

Do you know how much trouble it was to get here? The entrance to that tunnel is underneath a sleeping Tomb Spyder in a back room!

>> The marines hear an odd whistling sound in the air. As they look up, they are pelted with thousands of Pumpkin seeds.<<

*Shields head with gauntlet

Do you know if Pumpkins are somehow warp-affiliated, or is it just this one? Because it certainly has a tendency to keep coming back.

** an idea pops into your head *
*
<Xenos have many ways to infiltrate...are these seeds SPORES?>

*takes cover from the seeds*
These are nothing brothers! Ignore their lies!

*Plants helmet on head*

I do not believe that those seeds are compatiable with my physiology, but better safe than sorry.

*Looks around*

Oh yes. I am here to deliver a message.

*Hands data-slate to WK*

*takes the data-slate*
Hmm, what does this say....
Is this an ad for a grocery store?

Ad for a-
Wait, what?.

*Flicks the corner of the data-slate, and a new message appears*

*another ad appears in it's place*
Sexy singles are in my area
*looks around at all the marines plus a pumpkin*
Dafuq?

*Sighs

Brothers, did you not install anti-virus? You do know the Emperor himself condones unprotected machines.

*Replaces Farsight seamlessly*

Hold on a moment.

*Moves finger slightly and the advertisements cease to exist*

Does it display correctly now?

I think so. But it appears to be in a foreign language. Can you translate it?

It says... Timestate Horus Black Library Access Breach detected. Warning: Ahriman cannot be allowed to escape Prospero. Countdown 6/10 Cadia gone.
-Czevak

I have no idea what it is for. I was simply handed this and ordered to give it to you.

*Disappears*

*taps a button on the datapad*
*nuke launches from Terra*
Problem solved.

I'm sorry that I have to be the one to tell you this, but that missile lacks the range to reach Prospero.

Shall we send the Space Wolves instead?

OOC: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

*raises an eyebrow*
*hands TheManWithNoPlan a telescope*
*he sees the nuke hit Prospero and explode the planet*
Oh really now?

Those poor Space Wolves.

*sad face*

Random space Wolf crash's through reality, destroying a parallel Terra in the process and lands on new Terra.

So, that was not too bad, my wolf axe even came with me complete with a thousand son head as a wolf trophy for the wolf wall on the fang, wolf time!

Anyone got a ferrasian ale about? Wolf?

Anyone even on this planet? Sits down and starts carving a small Viking longship with the axe.

Hello brother! Don't worry about the Thousand Sons, we just sent them into orbit with a nuke!

This head is a tad odd, I think it merged with my drinking horn now if you place a axe in the top it glows and ale pours out. Agh, warm ale, urgh. Serves me right for using a thousand son to make ale.....

Anyone know where Russ went?

He mentioned something about going to the bathroom after pimp slapping Magnus. Haven't heard from him since
*shrugs*

Better get comfey then. Starts carving a bench out of a nearby tree that's growing sideways.

So whats up with this planet then? I can smell a death guard about, a fist, some Traitor and a fishy smell?

*stuck on a planet with no ale, no wolf and not even cold enough to get snow..... Why Russ? *

Well brother Wolf. We're on Terra, everyone else seems to be gone, so we have nothing to do but sit here and talk. Occasionally an Ork horde will show up as well.

What's up brothers? Got any normie xeno's to kill?

Hello brother Pepe, there aren't any xenos here at the moment, you just missed the Flash Gitz horde of Kaptin Badrukk. I'm sure something will come along eventually.
*horde of orks appears on the horizon*
See? I told you.

Not so bad then Brother Ultramarine.

Least orks liven up this planet.
Names Ivan black wolf of the stone wolf clan from the island of the 5 wolves.

We like the word wolf. Here, have a carved drinking tankard, find a refidgeration unit and this head may make decent ale yet. You get used to the glowing ale.

Nice! Brothers, open fire on my command! 3, 2... 1... REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

*opens up with bolter*
FOR THE EMPEROR! AT THEM BROTHERS!

FETHING NORMALFETHS! Get OUUUUUTTTT!!!

*custodes raises a sword and marches at Matthew*

You shall not see the Emperor's Throne this day.

You'll have to wait a second brother Custodes, we're a bit busy here.
*dodges choppa, shoots ork in face with bolter*
But if you'd likeyou can help out with the orks
*clubs a boy to the ground*

*grabs a Nob, janks his mouth open and spews dank memes into it, killing him*
Y'know, I bet-
*REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE's 30 Boys to edath*
These guys are out for me. I'm pretty rare.

*smacked across the room by a nob, crashing into Matthew*
*gets up and helps him up*
Sorry about that.

Grabs axe and charges the nearest ork.

Sorry warkitten, your covered in bits of ork

*custodes nods before turning his attention to the orks*

I have fought your kind on Ullanor. You stand no chance.

*fires several rounds into the ork's before charging into the fray with his sword*

Frag out!

Everyone duck!

*ducks a little too slowly and is hurled across the room*
Ow......

Right gentlemen, once we sort these orks out.

I see the ecleisarch palace southwest, may find some good stuff and decent wine ;-)

Who is the ecclesiarch?

*finds flat surface and rolls out a bunch of rune carved wood and stone, a wolf claw and a d20, 6,100 and a broken fragment of pot*

No one teach runes? Seriously?
The building is in a stable temporal well, about 8000 years give or take a century forward from our time state. By using the wolf claw you tap into the....... So basically, you read the universe.

And they call us savages

<<Pumpkin vines spring from the ground, snareing each ork's ankles, then dragging them under the ground as they shreik in agony.>>

No! Leave them alone you American vegetable!

*sets fire to Snurl with his blowtorch*

Guys, calm down. Besides, you're safe with me! I'm the rarest pepe on Ear-

*gets stabbed by an Ork

Tsk, noob. You expect me to be impressed by you being a rare Pepe when I'm already the 28,000 year old last Russian in existence?

Ruski yes? Davai davai rush b NOOB TEAM

Ignore him. He's from the Pepe Legion, one of the lost ones. They never make any sense

Oh those. Somthings best not said. *tugs beard uncomfortably*
Space wolves and all....

I know nothing of those events *lieing abit too badly*

You're a horrible liar you know that right?

There primarch claimed to be rarer than the emperor, and by that humanity new overlord.

Did not go down well, you all know how he could be in a bad mood..... Russ, well was Russ.....

Not pretty, alota destroyed memes, wolves, turns out his skill with sword was not rare enough.

Some say he fled to the eye of memes past.

I think Khan went to go beat the snot out of him for RHEEEEEEEEEEING too many of his sons.

*covers over pepe kill markings,* nothing to see, just wolves, lots of wolves. *covers odd symbols with a wolf fur cloak, nothing, to see* our legion never was in a few places....

*facepalms*
You wolves are as subtle as a thunder hammer to the head.

Don't you think that's understating it a bit?

*tugs beard*

Thankyou, our legion motto, how did you know it?

*Tosses runes out*. agh, slightly cloudy, some showers.

*punches jhe in the face* How DARE you say our primarch wasn't rare? He was the rarest of them all!

*cloak slips revealing hundreds of different kill marks and campaign badges*

now its all out there. you hit like a human. *fangs begin to extend and eyes take on a wolfish glow*

not so rare when he met Russ..... last thing i saw he was running to his storm bird to flee.

*starts glowing red*

Mark my words, you will regret that... normie.

*hurls a stasis bomb between Matthew and Jhe*
Now, I will release the two of you once you've calmed down and are acting like Marines instead of children.
*sits down on a nearby bench to wait*

*Fenerasian grumbling*

Oh quit your whining you overgrown mutt.
*continues to sit on the bench and wait*

*sprectal wolf starts circling WC*

*throws a steak and the spectral wolf chases after it*
Now, now calm down and I'll let the two of you go, but keep sending spectres after me and I'll keep you locked in there till the End Times

*pack of spectral thunderwolves fade out along with the ice trolls*

Fine, oh and the runes say its going to snow soon.

*snow flake lands on wc shoulder*

*shrugs indifferently*
I'm in power armor, I'll be fine, but you took your helmet off...

Laughs. Our planet is a icey death world. Il be fine, qite abit colder than your poles.

Pepe world was a desert bakes in 24 hpr sunlight.....

*snow grows in intensity*

*continues to sit there unaffected*
So, how's everything going in that stasis field?

Fine, not worst place I've been.

*snow starts to randomly land in wolf shaped flakes and boardly makes a spectral ferasian mountain range flat by in the distance. *

no one else seems to know runes....

I can go find a Farseer if you want. They know runes.

Fah! Petty Psykers will do you no good, nothing ever good comes from the warp. At least nothing that will follow your path of Imperial Perfection.

*Grumbles* ... only Heresy comes from dabbling in those foul energies.

*spectral growl*

It's not petty. *100 ton boulder casualy floats over everyone's heads*

See, rune power.

*Blasts it to pieces with Sonic Weapon.

See, the technology of Imperial Perfection.

Fine, be that way

*leveitates noise marine and wraps in a shield of silence*

*eyes glow brightly*

Let that /b/tard down! REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

*intense snow flurry hovers over pepe marine and lighting storms howl overhead*

This is fun, not controlled weather in while

*wolf shaped clouds form*

Fethin' Idiots, this is why the Emperor should have made Guilleman the Warmaster, this wouldn't have happened then.
*injects a marine sedative into jhe*
Just go to sleep

*Weather starts to normalise and clouds clear slowly with only a small amount of snow*

*obstinate wolf shape cloud remains and vanishs later*

*space wolf snores*

*collapses the stasis field and drags Jhe over to a wall*
There we go!

Thank you, Brother. I am glad to see sense among some of us.

*groggy space wolf wakes up slowly*

Urghhh, not felt that bad since I went drinking with Russ and Byorn after the fight with the lion.

*smooths beard out and finds tankard, good. Now just need to find ale*

Come on fluffy
*spectral wolf follows*

"Fluffy?"
*shakes his head*
Fethin' Wolves.

Yeah, feth them... I bet he hangs out on Tumblr...

*shouts back*

Wolfbook more accurately. You probably have not hered of it.
*srokes beard*

Do you even keep wolves? Make great pets, long as you stop them ripping your face off training them

*waves*

*uploads 10 most funny wolf video's to everyones comm links*

Enjoy

EMPEROR NO!
*starts convulsing as wolf videos overwhelm his mind*
*twitching*

*walks off to find impiral hire and co to get a storm wolf*

Voxs, sorry, you don,t like wolves? *sends Groupon offers for beard wax* that better? 75% off premium 50% extra free jumbo pack!

*to The Man With No Plan*
What the heck is a storm wolf? Doesn't this idiot realize we still use Storm Eagles for that kind of stuff?

*sends everyone a slick advertising video marketing as latest legion tech in assault transportation*

Even has optional wolf harness and shadow wolf anti air missiles.

I prefer this to be honest.
*counters with ad for Spartan Assault Tank*

*views advert*

Looks good, but I always found it lacked room to put wolf symbols on.

*unveils a promo of marstadon with front asault ramp shaped like a snarling wolf*

Lupus pattern marstadon

What do you mean there's no room for wolf symbols? You have the entirety of both sides to put them on? Besides the sponsons, and there's also all that space on the top.