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Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Thank You, King Pariah.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in us
Daemonic Dreadnought






AL

No problem Tadashi

Gods? There are no gods. Merely existences, obstacles to overcome.

"And what if I told you the Wolves tried to bring a Legion to heel once before? What if that Legion sent Russ and his dogs running, too ashamed to write down their defeat in Imperial archives?" - ADB 
   
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Horrific Howling Banshee





 The_Solitaire wrote:
 Tadashi wrote:
 LoneLictor wrote:
Tadashi wrote:

Already did a while back in HS. The school psychiatrist noted "...slight psychopathic tendencies over the subjects of rejection and betrayal." And recently a friend of mine called me a 'yandere'...TBH, I'm flattered.


You aren't supposed to be flattered when people point out that you're a psycho.

See another psychiatrist; get help. I dunno, do something.


I. AM. NOT. A. PSYCHO. I'm just the "jealous type". And that's the reason I avoid intimate relationships - I'd rather not letting my bloodthirsty side out. And yanderes are rare and unique compared to tsundere - and I would prefer being called yandere to being called tsundere.


That's a very Eldar sense of superiority that I'm detecting I get the feeling you've been thumped in tournies one too many times by an Eldar army

Seriously, why do have what borders nearly on hatred for the Eldar?

Puny humans, they hate what they fear
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

"Is that so now?" The Rogue Trader shoots the Dark Reaper at point-blank with a Bolt Pistol, but the Eldar dodges, simultaneously drawing a Power Sword and swinging it at the Human's neck - only to catch a shot from a Jokaero digi-ring right between the eyes. "Not so cocky now, are you, witch?"

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in gb
Renegade Inquisitor de Marche






Elephant Graveyard

Well this topic got kinda weird...

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"Further proof that Purple is a fething brilliant super villain " -KingCracker
"Purp.. Im pretty sure I have a gun than can reach you...."-Nicorex
"That's not really an apocalypse. That's just Europe."-Grakmar
"almost as good as winning free cake at the tea drinking contest for an Englishman." -Reds8n
Seal up your lips and give no words but mum.
Equip, Reload. Do violence.
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Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Why is it weird? If you're referring to what me and LoneLictor were doing, its just the result of our discussion whether or not the Imperium's paranoia regarding xenos was justified - which it is legally, if not morally or ethically. He was the one who brought it down to the personal level.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in gb
Renegade Inquisitor de Marche






Elephant Graveyard

Doesn't mean it didn't get weird...

Dakka Bingo! By Ouze
"You are the best at flying things"-Kanluwen
"Further proof that Purple is a fething brilliant super villain " -KingCracker
"Purp.. Im pretty sure I have a gun than can reach you...."-Nicorex
"That's not really an apocalypse. That's just Europe."-Grakmar
"almost as good as winning free cake at the tea drinking contest for an Englishman." -Reds8n
Seal up your lips and give no words but mum.
Equip, Reload. Do violence.
Watch for Gerry. 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

...

What is weird about it?

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in gb
Renegade Inquisitor de Marche






Elephant Graveyard

What was weird about someone admitting they enjoy the fact they have psychopathic tendencies?
Really?

Dakka Bingo! By Ouze
"You are the best at flying things"-Kanluwen
"Further proof that Purple is a fething brilliant super villain " -KingCracker
"Purp.. Im pretty sure I have a gun than can reach you...."-Nicorex
"That's not really an apocalypse. That's just Europe."-Grakmar
"almost as good as winning free cake at the tea drinking contest for an Englishman." -Reds8n
Seal up your lips and give no words but mum.
Equip, Reload. Do violence.
Watch for Gerry. 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

I don't enjoy it...but I don't enjoy hiding from the truth even more. In fact, the idea I have to avoid intimate relationships is very good - less baggage for the dream of immortality. I don't have to worry about leaving family behind, and I can go on my Great Journey (yes, practically lifted from Halo) in pursuit of knowledge and power without regrets.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
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Fixture of Dakka






Lincolnshire, UK

 purplefood wrote:
What was weird about someone admitting they enjoy the fact they have psychopathic tendencies?
Really?


I agree, its weird to discuss it in the forum, but...

Despite the name and reputation, psychopathic behaviour doesn't actually/necessarily refer to anti-social or violent behaviour (that's typically sociopathic/ASPD). Whilst a very small minority of people are actually psychopathic, even fewer commit crimes - most live relatively normal and often successful lives (it can actually aid some corporate behaviour).
Psychopathy is typically characterised by a lack of intimacy, empathy, remorse and general glibness, rather than overt anti-social behaviour - which can admittedly occur as a result of the typical characteristics (just mentioned).
Contrary to what Lonelictor suggests, its typically not readily treatable, if treatable at all, like most personality disorders and unlike other mental illness such as anxiety disorders.
Heck, you could say in most cases it doesn't need treating as people with psychopathy can lead perfectly happy lives.
Indeed, some may not want spouses for example, unlike most. But different strokes for different folks.

Just trying to be informative...



Anyways, moving back on topic, Eldar and Orks were created by the old ones yo!
Whilst the Eldar were to fight the Necrontyr and in all likelihood inherit the galaxy, someone has previously suggested to me it would be cool if the Orks were meant to be like the white blood cells of the galaxy - vs. the Nids for example.

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- Roboute Guilliman

"As I recall, your face was tortured. Imagine that - the Master of the Wolves, his ferocity twisted into grief. And yet you still carried out your duty. You always did what was asked of you. So loyal. So tenacious. Truly you were the attack dog of the Emperor. You took no pleasure in what you did. I knew that then, and I know it now. But all things change, my brother. I'm not the same as I was, and you're... well, let us not mention where you are now."
- Magnus the Red, to a statue of Leman Russ
 
   
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Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

 Just Dave wrote:


Despite the name and reputation, psychopathic behaviour doesn't actually/necessarily refer to anti-social or violent behaviour (that's typically sociopathic/ASPD). Whilst a very small minority of people are actually psychopathic, even fewer commit crimes - most live relatively normal and often successful lives (it can actually aid some corporate behaviour).
Psychopathy is typically characterised by a lack of intimacy, empathy, remorse and general glibness, rather than overt anti-social behaviour - which can admittedly occur as a result of the typical characteristics (just mentioned).
Contrary to what Lonelictor suggests, its typically not readily treatable, if treatable at all, like most personality disorders and unlike other mental illness such as anxiety disorders.
Heck, you could say in most cases it doesn't need treating as people with psychopathy can lead perfectly happy lives.
Indeed, some may not want spouses for example, unlike most. But different strokes for different folks.



My head hurts...sounds like what the shrink back in HS said. But yes, apart from avoiding intimacy, and keeping friends at a certain distance, I have no problems keeping my 'tendencies' in check. And regarding empathy and remorse...for some reason I have the latter but I don't have the former when it comes to people I don't know - sometimes, instead of pity, I just feel amusement.



Anyways, moving back on topic, Eldar and Orks were created by the old ones yo!
Whilst the Eldar were to fight the Necrontyr and in all likelihood inherit the galaxy, someone has previously suggested to me it would be cool if the Orks were meant to be like the white blood cells of the galaxy - vs. the Nids for example.


They forfeited the galaxy when they raped/cannibalized/murdered Slaanesh into existence. Orks are orks, and nothing less.

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I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
 
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