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Please note I wrote this a long long time ago back in freshman year







Baalz is a harsh arid desert planet, and the perfect place to start a new chapter of rejects. Contrary to popular belief, the Rejects are not mentally slowed, they just do whatever takes the least amount of work. They dont care how many people they wound or kill. Because they are not up to par with technology, for Deep Sriking, they kick the protesting soldier out of the Thunderhawk, and hope he lives. A chaplain once had the idea to have their own orbital strike by dropping Land Raiders and Rhinos on the enemy. This was quite effective, but they often hit their own squads. Dreadnoughts are used in this manner for high priority targets.

Dante's Rejects way of obtaining new squads is unorthodox to say the least. They take drifters and deserters off random planets, and put them through "extreme" training. This involves playing games like trying to flirt with the Sisters of Battle or the SOB’s, and playing target practice with Imperial Guardsmen.

Other Space Marine chapters have learned at great expense, that when Dante's Rejects enter the battle EVERYONE gets hurt as friendly fire reaches a maximum. Once they took out a whole squad of allied Terminators with a Vindicator. Their motto being: "If it isn't broken we'll break it." Their krak grenades consist of blocking up a plasma gun with a cork, firing it, and quickly throwing it at the enemy. Their favorite Space Marine squad to kill “accidentally” is the Lucky Irish. This squad consists of Ultramarines painted white with green spots!

On account of causes having to do with the SOB’s and a random Eldar strike force, one of the Rejects sergeants is a girl. Katie was a strong fighter until she was struck down in battle during a fight with Chaos. A Bloodthirster cleaved her in two with his chainaxe. The Rejects placed her dying, broken body carefully in a Dreadnought. She became the unofficial leader of the Rejects main strike force. Later on in her career, she lost the use of her arms due to “metal fatigue” during a battle with necrons. A new dreadnought was acquired, but it came with two left arms. (This actually happened in real life) A new part has been ordered.







And here are some pics . (The current pics are taken over my friends house with a really strong light in the back round

http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j258/Chibi_Overlord/3on1.jpg

LOL

I know I made the best chapter ever XD

That made me laugh. I enjoy the occasional humor in 40k, instead of ALWAYS being the GRIMIST AND DARKEST OF ALL THE GRIMDARK PEOPLE IN GRIMDARK LAND!


Nice story it made me chuckle. Hell my Warboss Unta, he became super ROBOT Ork because he thought drinking for 6 days strait was a good idea. Stumbled into some bikes, throw one at a prometheum holding cell and it fell over and knocked him down. In a drunken rage he shot it and blew himself and the beer hall to hell and back.

Did I forget to mention that the way we keep the necron population from attacking is with a Vulkan megabolter (which is made from 4 heavy bolters duck taped to each other) on turret mode outside a cave that destroys anything that moves

^_^ a good parody is always welcomed.. Now If only I had a beautiful elf head to turn into a farseer and then turn into Macha

I think in that picture he's trying to say "Hello, ladies" as they are sisters repentia. "Laddies" is a plural form of lad, which is a male term. Unless that's intentional, I dunno.

Entertaining fluff.

Yea my spelling is AWFUL especially back then