Crystal Geyser wrote:HHnners91, is that from 1d4chan? I couldn't stop laughing and it sounds like the sort of thing they'd write.

Henners91 wrote:I never got why ol' Empy didn't just orbitally bombard the guys trying to kill Angron and his buddies...

DarknessEternal wrote:Yes.

It's pretty straight forward.

He was so blinded by hatred and rage that he could never be reliable or rational. He's one of the Primarchs that should have been left where he was found, or just killed.

DarknessEternal wrote:Yes.

It's pretty straight forward.

He was so blinded by hatred and rage that he could never be reliable or rational. He's one of the Primarchs that should have been left where he was found, or just killed.

BronzeJon wrote:Can't remember which HH novel it was exactly, but one of the other primarchs is examining angron, thinking about him and looking at him before a conference maybe?

Angron wasn't an idiot. He had a perfectly sound tactical genius like most other primarchs, but was constantly battling his own mis fired nerve signals and commands from the lobotomy re-wiring. Aside from the twitching and hunched maniac look, it was said he'd look nearly regal and of royalty.

Without the augmented chip he'd be pretty normal actually. Maybe a bit tempermental, but nothing like he is with it in his head.

Often his consideration and decision making for strategy would be sound but he'd get impatient and twitchy because of the implant.

But he isn't just angry.

Again, one of the HH books, when kharn confronts him, after nearly dying to his rage, he finds out Angron is consumed with grief at the loss of his warriors, I think he even cries.

DarknessEternal wrote:So Horus' corruption of Angron took a few hours? Because Angron screwed up the whole assault against Istavaan 3 and the loyal traitors by being a dumbass.

Or even through time, as Angron killed the entire command staff of the War Dogs days after meeting them.

Crystal Geyser wrote:I agree. the Emperor was quite probably the most god-awful parent the universe has ever seen. Talk about not being around. It would have been sweet that the emperor saved angron at the last second if it was out of parently love, but it wasn't - he needed the warrior to fight in wars. I mean, I don't think anyone summed up what an abusive user the emperor was better than Curze:
"I am the Night Haunter, and I know fully well what you intend for me, father." (slightly misquoted probs apologies in advance)

blazinpsycho&typhooni wrote:
Yes he was but he didn't ever intend to be a father, he didn't intend for the primarchs to be his sons except in words. He wanted warriors, destroyers of the enemies of Man. I doubt he ever wanted to be a parent

DarknessEternal wrote:

blazinpsycho&typhooni wrote:
Yes he was but he didn't ever intend to be a father, he didn't intend for the primarchs to be his sons except in words. He wanted warriors, destroyers of the enemies of Man. I doubt he ever wanted to be a parent

Considering that it was pretty clear he was just going to kill them after the crusade anyway, that stands to reason.

Durza wrote:

DarknessEternal wrote:

blazinpsycho&typhooni wrote:
Yes he was but he didn't ever intend to be a father, he didn't intend for the primarchs to be his sons except in words. He wanted warriors, destroyers of the enemies of Man. I doubt he ever wanted to be a parent

Considering that it was pretty clear he was just going to kill them after the crusade anyway, that stands to reason.

I don't recall there ever being an indication that the Emperor was planning to kill the primarchs after the Crusade. He had uses for all of them.

Did he or were they obsolete after the completion of the Webway project?

Durza wrote:Some of them would certainly have been useful in administration roles, like Fulgrim for example. It'd be naive to assume that the end of the Great Crusade would mean the end of threats to the Imperium (look at the 'nids and Necrons), so the Emperor was always going to need warriors, and who better to lead them than the primarchs?

If you were on the cusp of winning

Henners91 wrote:

"WHERE IS MY EQUERRY?!" Angron's roaring voice echoed throughout the ship, buckling two bulkheads and killing an astropath within the 'anger zone'. The World Eater's Primarch stormed through the corridors with his head held high, smashing it through several ornate archways as his feet battered and dented the floor with each step like the beating of a war drum.
Captain Khârn of the Fifth Assault Company, Equerry of the World Eaters had been admiring the ornate workings of a dreadnought sarcophagus, a low sigh issuing forth from his helmet as he heard his lord approaching. With a thunderous crash, Angron threw his weight against the loudly snoring construct, sending it bowling into a nearby row of its fellows, knocking them all about like skittles.
"TREACHERY! BLOOD! TRAITORS!" Angron screamed, flecks of spittle splattering all over the equerry's armor, "I'LL HAVE MY REVENGE! IN BLOOD! I'LL KILL HIS FAMILY! ALL OF THEM!"
"What's wrong, my lord?" Khârn asked, his voice low as to not startle his already over-stimulated commander.
Angron thrust a small plastcrete cube in front of the Captain's face, three little movable rows covered in colored squares. Even if it weren't practically being crammed up his nose, Khârn could clearly make out the shapes of Angron's armored fingers forced into every tile.
"WHO MADE THIS?! I WANT TO EAT THEIR SKULL AND LINE MY BED WITH THEIR BONES! BLOOD!" Angron screamed again, utterly soaking Khârn head to toe in spittle.
"I AM AWAKE?! IS IT TIME TO BATTLE?!" One of the dreadnoughts cried out, the sarcophagus merely wobbling on its side without being connected to its proper frame, as Angron and the Tech-priests continued screaming at everything.
"And that" Khârn the Betrayer spoke to his audience of Red Rivers infantrymen, as he ineffectually plinked a skull full of blood against his mouthpiece and spilled it all down his front, "is why I decided to start killing everyone"

High above the world of Peacarius (soon to be renamed SLAUGHTERBLOODDEATH), the World Eaters and Emperor's Children stood waiting aboard Angron's flagship "BLOOD AND MURDER YOU NAME THE BLOODY THING" as their primarchs held a conference for war. The people of Peacarius were a timid lot, not well informed in the ways of war, and had made the fatal error of suing for peace the very second Angron's ships had entered orbit. When Fulgrim arrived it was to find the World Eaters primarch trying to tape a nuclear warhead to his fists, but lacking the ability to do it one handed had meant that instead he'd been kicking drop-ships at the Peacarius capital and screaming into space.
The equerry of the World Eaters regarded the perfect array of troops resplendent in the golden aquila, and then his own men as they stood twitching and idly swinging their deactivated chain-axes at one another so they harmlessly bounced off each other's helmets. It was no secret that neither Legion got along, but the orders of their Emperor and their Warmaster were to be obeyed. Khârn let out a sigh, as he heard his Primarch storming down the hallways towards them.
"DAMNATION AND SKULLS" Angron cried out, kicking a bulkhead door open as he forced two screaming Remembrancers into his mouth and ate them, "WHY HAVE WE NOT LEFT YET EQUERRY?!"
"My lord. You destroyed all our landing craft trying to weld them together into a bigger landing craft" Khârn the Equerry answered. In response Angron began to headbutt the floor. Roused from their non-killing stupor, the other World Eaters began to do so as well. Again Khârn sighed. He wasn't sure he had enough yarn in stock to calm them all down.
"WELL UNTIL WE GET THE THRICE BLOOD DAMNED THINGS I'M GOING TO BE REARRANGING THE SKULL TROPHIES IN MY DAMNED TEN TIMES BLOOD MURDER BEDROOM" Angron screamed, before storming out. Seconds later there was an almighty crash, and the section of the ship that housed Angron could be seen making entry into the planet's atmosphere.
"Do not worry, equerry" Fulgrim spoke softly as he appeared inexplicably behind Khârn, "We will assist your primarch as best we can..."
Khârn was going to respond, but became distinctly aware of Fulgrim's tongue caressing his ear.
The Traitor Guardsman eyed each other nervously. They had asked Khârn to tell them another story about his time before the Horus Heresy, but after agreeing to do so, he had begun to sit there staring at the campfire. After a minute froth began to build up around his helmet's mouthpiece, and he crushed the skull he had been drinking from. Everyone was too terrified to move or say a word, each hoping for someone else to make the first move.
They were trapped there for weeks.

So yes.

DarknessEternal wrote:

Durza wrote:Some of them would certainly have been useful in administration roles, like Fulgrim for example. It'd be naive to assume that the end of the Great Crusade would mean the end of threats to the Imperium (look at the 'nids and Necrons), so the Emperor was always going to need warriors, and who better to lead them than the primarchs?

He had a history of killing off the soldiers that brought him previous victories.

DeffDred wrote:

Did he or were they obsolete after the completion of the Webway project?

Corax seems to believe that the Primarchs were ment to retire once the crusade was complete. There's even some spiffy rooms set aside for them all in the Imperial Palace.

BeRzErKeR wrote:

DarknessEternal wrote:Yes.

It's pretty straight forward.

He was so blinded by hatred and rage that he could never be reliable or rational. He's one of the Primarchs that should have been left where he was found, or just killed.

. . . Except not.

The World Eaters were noted as one of the most disciplined and professional of the Legions, until AFTER Angron had already been corrupted by Horus. That was what, a couple centuries after being found? They specialized in close-combat even before they found him, when they were called the War Hounds, not because he was a raging psychopath but because that's what they were good at.

Their reputation for horrendous overkill was a potent psychological weapon, which Angron used adroitly and to very good effect. He was by no means stupid.