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(before I begin, I am going to say I am going to be drawing up how I envision this right after I post the story.)

Let me set the scene:
-The Imperium of man stands alone on the brink of destruction. It seems 14 times is the charm in the year 40,000, because Abaddon's 14 Black Crusade has left the Imperium in shambles. If it wasn't for Creed's Tactical Genius and Grimnar's planning, both the Cadians and the the Space Wolves would have been destroyed completely.
- The rest of the IoM have found out about 'The Fallen' leading many to mistrust the Dark Angels and their successors.
-The Tyranid invasion continues to worsen, with more and more planets falling to the unstoppable hunger of the Hive Mind.
-The Necrons begin to awaken fully, and direct their efforts against the Eldar.
-The Dark Eldar keep doing what they were doing.
-Many orks fall under one banner, intent on looting...Mars! Although not nearly enough to sweep humanity away, there is much more than any regular Waaagh!
The Tau continue their expansion, taking imperial worlds while they cannot be defended.
Beset by enemies on all fronts, the Emperor knows this is the end.
"It is time, my sons..." sends the Emperor telepathically. Focusing his power, he opens are portal in front of him, linked to many places in the warp on on planets. Within moments, Khan, Russ, Vulkan, and Corax stand before him, knowing the final battle was to begin. 'You must help me, my sons. IF we are to protect the Imperium, we must use...it.'
The lost primarchs stared at him in disbelief, knowing with that proclamation, it truly must be the dawn of the final battle. There we four doors set around the Golden throne, each with a Chapter Symbol of the four primarchs. Each filed through the door. Focusing his power again, the Emperor shuts his eyes. When they open, they are on a massive planet. The Tendrils of a Tyranid fleet stretch across the sky, the warp clearly visible, churning and pulsing with energy. All the around, the Emperor, stand countless thousands of imperial guard, their tanks, titans, and numerous mortars; as well as thousands of Space Marines and their weapons of war, all teleported by the emperor. But the most interesting thing around the emperor, are four truely massive titans. The titans the Primarchs were sent into by the Emperor.
As the Warp began to spew abaddon's forces, as well as the personal forces of each of the daemon primarchs, and the foul primarchs themselves, the Imperial guardsmen began to cower. "Fear not, my children...." said the Emperor's voice, appearing into each guardsmen's head. "We will win this battle. We cannot lose."

Staring down at the humans were the Chaos Space Marines. the Demon primarchs strode, (and in Fulgrim's case, slithered) forward, laughing as they saw their father sitting upon the golden throne. Suddenly, the unthinkable happened. Each of the four primarch's titans flew up into the air, changing suddenly. Khan's turning into two massive legs, Corax's and Russ' turning into massive arms, and Vulkan's turning into a massive chest. Each of the parts interlocked, standing taller than any of the Titans present, Chaos or Imperial. Although it took extreme effort, the Emperor twisted his lips to a smile, before igniting the retro-boosters on his Golden throne.

A thousand times a thousand voices sang in unison, " Go Go Power Primarchs!
Go Go Power Primarchs
Go Go Power Primarchs
Mighty Morphin' Power Primarchs!"

The Emperor's golden throne landed atop Vulkan's chassis, forming the head of the fabled Emperor-ator Titan.
The Titan lept into action, preforming tons of cheesy kung-fu moves in place.

Chaos. Was. F*CKED.

Here it is.

The Big E and Vulkan

Khan's Legs. (two flamestorm cannons, two racks of missiles)

Russ' arm. Note spiked knuckles and the EMPE tatt

Corax's arm. Mega plasma cannon, mega chain gun, ROR* tatt

BBL, you just made my day.

One day, I want to buy a zord toy, as well as titan bits, and mix them, so I can actually make a titan-transforming zord.

I approve of this thread.

O.M.F.G..... I can't believe this hasn't been done before. The last line, IMHO, was the best. Totally perfect; reminds me of the power rangers I saw as a wee lad in Croatia... fun times.

+1 For pure awesomeness!

This thread deserves one of theses

This deserves an Emperor-ator sized...
LOL

Do you understand how far zoomed Out I had to be to read this??????

My fellow off-topic denziens, should this be moved somwhere else, like 40k background, or something?

Dakka Fiction. It should be moved to. Thread = Epic Win = Awesomeness.

ChiliPowderKeg wrote:This deserves an Emperor-ator sized...
LOL

Holy CRAP! Thats the biggest text Ive ever seen on DAKKA


Seriously, Im getting sick, and this has cheered me up...even though now Im coughing from the laughing. You basterds! *shakes fist*

That was funny,but what about The Lion,or Guilleman.

Melkhiordarkblade wrote:That was funny,but what about The Lion,or Guilleman.

You'll see

Rowboat's GOTTA be the pink one.

I will NEVER see the Emperor or the Primarchs the same EVER again.

Neither will anyone else who has read this... unfrotunately...

PART 2!!!!!!11one!

To all those prepared for this final battle, it appeared that Chaos would be f*cked. Except of course, to Abaddon and the Daemon primarchs. Magnus looked up at the mighty Emperor-ator Titan and laughed. "Did you not think we would foresee this event?" Magnus asked, "Come, join me brothers." And the Traitorous primarchs came together, warp energy cascading around them, growing in size. Soon, in the place of the Daemon primarchs stood a demonic mockery of the Proud Emperor-ator Titan. Now the table had...rotated 90º. Both sides were equal. The massive Daemon rushed forward, crashing into the Emperor-ator titan as the ground battle raged around them. As the battle waged on, the Daemon had gained the upper hand. It seemed as if they forces of good would be destroyed, until suddenly...
"Look out!" Yelled Abaddon, and all forces looked to the sky. A massive chuck of planet was racing toward the battlefield. But, it wasn't just any chunk of planet, it was The Rock!
As the Rock crashed down, both massive combatants stepped back. Green energy pulsed around the rock, and it opened, revealing the Lion and Luthor. behind them, the Rock continued to change form, morphing (lol, get it?) into a massive pair of legs, even more massive then the ones already on the Emperor-ator Titan. "I did, Magnus. And I prepared for it" The Emperor-ator titan jumped into the air.
Both arms detatched, and the Khan's titan parts detached from the waist and attached to chasis on either side, upon which the arms reattached. Now, Khan controlled the half the arms, but in cheesy 80's cartoon style, he was somehow seated next to Vulkan. Luther and the Lion bro hugged, having made-up after all these years, and each jumped into the control booth of a leg. The new chassis attached to the legs, and made something far greater. The Emperorator-ator Titan. "No... " Said the daemon, "How can this be?"

"And thats not all," said the Emperor, as a small object flew from the sky and smashed into the demon's face. "What sort of trick is this?" Bellowed the demon as it paused to look at the object. It was a huge tome, with the title, 'The Codex Astartes 2'
'Oh Shi-" began the demon, looking up and seeing air-borne titan above it. In the cockpit, was a stasis chamber. Fulgrim's mind stared up at it, noticing it was slightly different than he remembered. Rowboat was smiling.
Suddenly, the statis chamber opened, and Girlyman plummeted out, kicking the Daemon in the face, before doing a backflip and landing on the Emperorator-ator's open palm. The Titan above them split in two, forming a massive axe for Russ, and a sword for Corax. As they fell to the waiting hands of the Emperorator-ator, Girlyman had made his way into the titan, sitting beside Vulkan. Now, the full power of the Imperium would be released onto Chaos.

"HOLD UP!" bellowed a voice that sounded like glass shattering, a waterfall, and a million mortal voices put together. Tzeentch himself peered out from a massive hole in the sky. "That is Bull SHI-" He began to say, but the Emperor interrupted, "F*CK YOU!"

That of course only made Tzeentch mad. Although he was loathe to do it, he rent the portal even wider, revealing his 3 brothers. As Each God stepped out, the Chaos marines began to grovel and the Loyalists began to retreat.

This was going to be one HELL of a battle.

Possible Part 3 eventually.

Nice mate. I really find this dakka fiction worthy.

That reminds me, I need to pm a mod.

I'll pm Manchu, seeing as he(?) is online.

battle Brother Lucifer wrote:That reminds me, I need to pm a mod.

I'll pm Manchu, seeing as he(?) is online.

WhY?

HAHAHAHAHA! TOTALLY AWESOME! Dude... this is pure genius. Seriously. Become a comedy writer. NOW.

chowderhead13 wrote:

battle Brother Lucifer wrote:That reminds me, I need to pm a mod.

I'll pm Manchu, seeing as he(?) is online.

WhY?

Move to dakka fiction.

Also, here is a teaser for the eventual part 3: Grey Knights.

battle Brother Lucifer wrote:

chowderhead13 wrote:

battle Brother Lucifer wrote:That reminds me, I need to pm a mod.

I'll pm Manchu, seeing as he(?) is online.

WhY?

Move to dakka fiction.

Also, here is a teaser for the eventual part 3: Grey Knights.

DA HAMMAH OF DAH EMPRAH?

You'll have to wait and see.

One more teaser: The Titan may or may not get bigger.

battle Brother Lucifer wrote: kicking the Daemon in the face, before doing a backflip and landing on the Emperorator-ator's open palm.

C.S. Goto referencing is now involved , this just got way more EPIC

ChiliPowderKeg wrote:

battle Brother Lucifer wrote: kicking the Daemon in the face, before doing a backflip and landing on the Emperorator-ator's open palm.

C.S. Goto referencing is now involved , this just got way more EPIC

Hmm, thats a good idea...
Possible multilazors ahead...

This has been declared epic. May the days when 40k, Norse myth, and combining robot-primarchs commence!

Courtesy of KingCracker

The Emperor-ator Titan