vipoid wrote:

 Argive wrote:
I think the overarching question should be, what are GWs plans for 40k?

Ive said this before but before GW was synonymous with 40k. Now every article is about one of the side games, AOS etc.

It seems they are heavily focused on those and 40k feels pretty neglected. (Yes, I know SM got lots of stuff...But SM is not 40k..)

With the whole chaos thing and story arcs progressing it all seems very end timesish.

I think the end times of 40k will just be GW's policy taken to their logical conclusion.

Basically, Rowboat Girlyman leads his 5-billion-strong* legion of 12th-generation Primaris warriors into battle.

They first wipe out every Tyranid Hive Fleet (Guilliman briefly becomes infected but defeats it by discorporating himself and literally punching the Hive Mind itself into a different galaxy), then smash the entire Tau Empire, detour for a quick expedition to destroy Commorragh (Vect attempted to mount a defence but Guilliman had flawlessly outplayed him, having already replaced Vect's entire personal guard with Primaris Marines in spiky-armour).

The Orks prove easy prey as Guilliman simply finds Ghazghkull Thraka and gives him such a beating that the entire Ork race has an existential crisis and realise that they're nowhere near as tough as they thought they were, cease believing in themselves, and promptly vanish in a puff of logic.

The Necrons and their Tomb Worlds prove more problematic, but once again Guilliman's genius prevails. Ordering his lieutenant to hand him the biggest snooker-cue they have, he leaps into space and begins striking each and every Tomb World out of their respective solar systems. He lines them up magnificently before potting them into a black hole, obliterating the Necron menace once and for all.

The Eldar are obviously wise to most ploys, but Guilliman defeats them at their own game. He corners and kills the entire Triumvirate of Ynnead, then moves on to kill and supplant Ynnead himself. Manifesting psychic powers of his own, Guilliman quickly becomes far more successful than the would-be Eldar god ever was, gaining the worship of the entire Eldar race. He spent the next 500 years turning their entire culture to become completely and utterly devoted to him and reliant on him in every possible way. Then, as they prepared to celebrate 5 centuries of his guidance and wisdom, he removed the false moustache with which he had infiltrated their race and revealed that he wasn't their god at all. Their collective waves of despair shattered the collective minds of the entire Eldar race, along with every single soulstone in the galaxy.

This burst of psychic despair also opened a portal through the warp through which Guilliman and his legions travelled to do battle with the Chaos Gods themselves. It was a difficult battle even for Guilliman but the tide began to turn once he had outplayed Tzeentch and convinced him to take up a steady job. And once he'd affixed the chastity-belt to Slaanesh the fate of the remaining Chaos gods were all but sealed. Nurgle's corpulent hide was all but invulnerable to harm, but fortunately Guilliman had accounted even for that. He and his warriors blasted the bloated god of pestilence with vials of Guilliman's own immune system until only a puddle of pus remained. Naturally, Khorne fought to the last, but in a move of astonishing strategic brilliance, Guilliman first distracted him by throwing the corpse of Abaddon at him, then beat him to death with his own head.

At last, the galaxy was utterly purged of all Xenos and Guilliman could finally take up the position of Emperor (the old Emperor freely handing over the title to him and proclaiming Guilliman to be a swell guy).

Of course, even in a galaxy free of Xenos, the threat of war still looms. The Blood Angels declare that Guilliman is the greatest warrior who ever lived, yet the Black Templars say this is heresy and that Guilliman is the best tactician who has ever lived. The Space Wolves say a lot of stuff about wolves but most people try to ignore them.

Thus, while Guilliman takes a well-earned rest on his imperial throne, the many Space Marine factions prepare to go to war to decide once and for all the exact nature of his greatness.

*If you're wondering how he got that many, Cawl has stasis tanks or something.

 vipoid wrote:

 Argive wrote:
I think the overarching question should be, what are GWs plans for 40k?

Ive said this before but before GW was synonymous with 40k. Now every article is about one of the side games, AOS etc.

It seems they are heavily focused on those and 40k feels pretty neglected. (Yes, I know SM got lots of stuff...But SM is not 40k..)

With the whole chaos thing and story arcs progressing it all seems very end timesish.

I think the end times of 40k will just be GW's policy taken to their logical conclusion.

Basically, Rowboat Girlyman leads his 5-billion-strong* legion of 12th-generation Primaris warriors into battle.

They first wipe out every Tyranid Hive Fleet (Guilliman briefly becomes infected but defeats it by discorporating himself and literally punching the Hive Mind itself into a different galaxy), then smash the entire Tau Empire, detour for a quick expedition to destroy Commorragh (Vect attempted to mount a defence but Guilliman had flawlessly outplayed him, having already replaced Vect's entire personal guard with Primaris Marines in spiky-armour).

The Orks prove easy prey as Guilliman simply finds Ghazghkull Thraka and gives him such a beating that the entire Ork race has an existential crisis and realise that they're nowhere near as tough as they thought they were, cease believing in themselves, and promptly vanish in a puff of logic.

The Necrons and their Tomb Worlds prove more problematic, but once again Guilliman's genius prevails. Ordering his lieutenant to hand him the biggest snooker-cue they have, he leaps into space and begins striking each and every Tomb World out of their respective solar systems. He lines them up magnificently before potting them into a black hole, obliterating the Necron menace once and for all.

The Eldar are obviously wise to most ploys, but Guilliman defeats them at their own game. He corners and kills the entire Triumvirate of Ynnead, then moves on to kill and supplant Ynnead himself. Manifesting psychic powers of his own, Guilliman quickly becomes far more successful than the would-be Eldar god ever was, gaining the worship of the entire Eldar race. He spent the next 500 years turning their entire culture to become completely and utterly devoted to him and reliant on him in every possible way. Then, as they prepared to celebrate 5 centuries of his guidance and wisdom, he removed the false moustache with which he had infiltrated their race and revealed that he wasn't their god at all. Their collective waves of despair shattered the collective minds of the entire Eldar race, along with every single soulstone in the galaxy.

This burst of psychic despair also opened a portal through the warp through which Guilliman and his legions travelled to do battle with the Chaos Gods themselves. It was a difficult battle even for Guilliman but the tide began to turn once he had outplayed Tzeentch and convinced him to take up a steady job. And once he'd affixed the chastity-belt to Slaanesh the fate of the remaining Chaos gods were all but sealed. Nurgle's corpulent hide was all but invulnerable to harm, but fortunately Guilliman had accounted even for that. He and his warriors blasted the bloated god of pestilence with vials of Guilliman's own immune system until only a puddle of pus remained. Naturally, Khorne fought to the last, but in a move of astonishing strategic brilliance, Guilliman first distracted him by throwing the corpse of Abaddon at him, then beat him to death with his own head.

At last, the galaxy was utterly purged of all Xenos and Guilliman could finally take up the position of Emperor (the old Emperor freely handing over the title to him and proclaiming Guilliman to be a swell guy).

Of course, even in a galaxy free of Xenos, the threat of war still looms. The Blood Angels declare that Guilliman is the greatest warrior who ever lived, yet the Black Templars say this is heresy and that Guilliman is the best tactician who has ever lived. The Space Wolves say a lot of stuff about wolves but most people try to ignore them.

Thus, while Guilliman takes a well-earned rest on his imperial throne, the many Space Marine factions prepare to go to war to decide once and for all the exact nature of his greatness.

*If you're wondering how he got that many, Cawl has stasis tanks or something.