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BlaxicanX wrote:
That's funny because 90% of humanity's population is oppressed on a daily basis and trapped in a cycle of enslavement by a regime that doesn't care about any of them.


The individual is meaningless in 40k...don't you know that yet? Great achievements require great sacrifice, and the Imperium must, and is willing, to perform said sacrifices.

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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Inside Yvraine

If the individual is meaningless than how can you say that humans fight their fate more than anyone else? They don't. Their devotion to the Emperor has enslaved them to fate more than any other race in the Galaxy. The Imperium, more than anyone else in the mythos, symbolizes a lack of free-will.

Furthermore you're incorrect about the individual being meaningless in 40K. The individual is only meaningless to The Imperium. The actual quote is "To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions". To be a man, not a person.

To the more sensible societies, such as the Tau and the Eldar, every individual life under their protection is important.

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BlaxicanX wrote:
If the individual is meaningless than how can you say that humans fight their fate more than anyone else? They don't. Their devotion to the Emperor has enslaved them to fate more than any other race in the Galaxy.


I don't recall the Emperor ever obeying fate, seeing fate is the province of Tzeentch and one of the pre-Fall Eldar Gods. In fact, everything the old man ever did, and even the current Imperium in its abandonment of the Emperor's dream, has been in defiance of the fate prepared for Mankind by Tzeentch and foreseen by the Farseers.

‘Nonsense. The universe cares not a whit for our actions or us. Our fate is wrought by our own hands.’


Yup, that's what the old man said.

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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The Emperor is a skeleton sitting on a life-support chair after getting backhanded by Horus- something the Eldar foresaw and tried to warn the Imperium about.

What are you talking about?

As well, you're contradicting yourself again. If the Emperor believed that the Galaxy cares not for what you do and you write your own destiny, then that would mean there is no such thing as fate... which directly flies into the face of your belief that the Imperium "fights fate". It can't fight something that doesn't exist.

lol @ your attempt to steer the convorsation toward the Emperor and away from the fact that the Imperium enslaves its citizens and prevents them from changing their fate.

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BlaxicanX wrote:



As well, you're contradicting yourself again. If the Emperor believed that the Galaxy cares not for what you do and you write your own destiny, then that would mean there is no such thing as fate... which directly flies into the face of your belief that the Imperium "fights fate". It can't fight something that doesn't exist.


Of course...seeing as the Imperial Truth was based on the denial of superstitious matters like 'gods' or 'fate'.


lol @ your attempt to steer the convorsation toward the Emperor and away from the fact that the Imperium enslaves its citizens and prevents them from changing their fate.


Because MANIFEST DESTINY can only materialize under the Imperium and His Imperial Majesty.


 Eiríkr wrote:
Death to the lapdogs of the Corpse-Emperor!


Well, at least you're true to your dakka ranking...unlike certain individuals who spout warped treason even though their dakka rank marks them as Imperials.

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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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Tadashi wrote:

Of course...seeing as the Imperial Truth was based on the denial of superstitious matters like 'gods' or 'fate'.


Look how that turned out ...

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 Tadashi wrote:



 Eiríkr wrote:
Death to the lapdogs of the Corpse-Emperor!


Well, at least you're true to your dakka ranking...unlike certain individuals who spout warped treason even though their dakka rank marks them as Imperials.


I loled when I saw that BlaxicanX was an ogren. Pressing keys is as much as a problem as any arguments he could make. (no offence intended). I was going to say something about the life on a tau sept world being quite nice but, I didn't want to just in the boat of one liners.

As said above, most people in the IOM are forced to join the guard. 10% must be sent away or something like that to serve. Its part of the duties of a IOM world to provide tax and men. Most people wont know jack about chaos, xenos or what that huge black cloud is descending form the sky without joining the guards, or if super lucky/unlucky, getting into a space marines chapter.

   
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 Pilau Rice wrote:
Tadashi wrote:

Of course...seeing as the Imperial Truth was based on the denial of superstitious matters like 'gods' or 'fate'.


Look how that turned out ...


Point taken...but the Imperium still denies 'fate', though in a different manner than what the old man originally intended.


 Ledabot wrote:
Most people wont know jack about chaos, xenos or what that huge black cloud is descending form the sky without joining the guards, or if super lucky/unlucky, getting into a space marines chapter.


Ignorance is safety...people are happier that way, protected in a cage.

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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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Denying something doesn't make it any less real.


No pity, no remorse, no shoes 
   
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This is the year 40k. I believe that orks prove you wrong daily.

   
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 Pilau Rice wrote:
Denying something doesn't make it any less real.



Probably not...but the Imperium has stood defiantly for ten thousand years - and just might take the galaxy with it. Meh, personally, I would rather see it burn in the hands of the Powers than it grow in the hands of non-Humans.

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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In a hole in New Zealand with internet access

Well, at least they will run out of juice. No mortals to feed them, the dark powers might just weaken enough for a second round at life.

   
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 Ledabot wrote:
Well, at least they will run out of juice. No mortals to feed them, the dark powers might just weaken enough for a second round at life.


From what? The galaxy would be in ashes.

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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The imperium fight because that is all it knows. It has been in constant warfare for thousands of years. If human chooses to not fight, the would probably be executed for treason anyway.

Warfare is what keeps the imperium together. If they do not fight, they will be swiftly overun by orks, nids, chaos etc..

And even if there was not a constant threat of xenos attack, people would realise how gakky their life is and rebel. The xenos attacking the imperium are doing as much to keep it together as the astartes and the guard.

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Funny I still belive in IT- because I don't percive Chaos Gods as Gods, only emotional abominations or creatures in another plane of existance,very strong and old - true,but still they don't have free will and are bound to most basic human instincts....
which makes them less omnipotent in a way....

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ADB: I showed the Wolves revealing the key weakness at the heart of the World Eaters; showing Angron that his Legion was broken and worthless compared to the others; that he was the one primarch who couldn't trust his own warriors, and that they didn't care if he lived or died; showing that loyalty to brothers and sons is the heart of success for the Legiones Astartes, to the point even Lorgar makes a big deal out of saying the World Eaters and their primarch were massively outclassed by Russ, and Angron was too stupid to see the lesson Russ had sacrificed time, sweat, and blood, to teach. We're talking about a battle the Wolves won, by isolating the enemy general through pack tactics, and threatening to kill him, without a hope of defending himself. It was a balance, 50/50 - Angron overpowered Russ, and the Wolves were losing ground to the World Eaters; but Russ and his warriors had Angron by the balls, and barely broke a sweat. They won, no question. Lorgar even says: "The Wolves won, meathead."

Dorn won’t help you either. He’s too busy being the Emperor’s groundskeeper, hiding behind the palace walls. The Wolf is too busy cutting off heads as our father’s executioner, while the Lion holds on to his secrets, and has no special fondness for you. Who else will come? Not Ferrus, certainly. Nor Corax either. Even as we speak, I suspect he flees for Deliverance. Sanguinius?’ Curze laughed cruelly. ‘The angel is more cursed than I. The Khan? He does not wish to be found. So who is left? No one, Vulkan. None of them will come. You are simply not that important. You are alone.’ Konrad Curze to Vulkan


 
   
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 reddwarf54 wrote:


And even if there was not a constant threat of xenos attack, people would realise how gakky their life is and rebel. The xenos attacking the imperium are doing as much to keep it together as the astartes and the guard.


You forget one thing: religion. As much as I hate the Ecclesiarchy, I have to be thankful to them - they guarantee the loyalty of majority of His Imperial Majesty's subjects.

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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Because gw and all of their followers like a stagnant grimdark universe. Yes they're idiots, i know. I wish for story progression that isn't grimdark.
   
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Brother Thomas wrote:
Because gw and all of their followers like a stagnant grimdark universe. Yes they're idiots, i know. I wish for story progression that isn't grimdark.

No, never.....grimdark should stay grimdark -I guarantee you 90% members on this forum are also liking grimdark (I've seen that when I posted 30k vs 40k thread)...so you are in a wrong department....

ADB: I showed the Wolves revealing the key weakness at the heart of the World Eaters; showing Angron that his Legion was broken and worthless compared to the others; that he was the one primarch who couldn't trust his own warriors, and that they didn't care if he lived or died; showing that loyalty to brothers and sons is the heart of success for the Legiones Astartes, to the point even Lorgar makes a big deal out of saying the World Eaters and their primarch were massively outclassed by Russ, and Angron was too stupid to see the lesson Russ had sacrificed time, sweat, and blood, to teach. We're talking about a battle the Wolves won, by isolating the enemy general through pack tactics, and threatening to kill him, without a hope of defending himself. It was a balance, 50/50 - Angron overpowered Russ, and the Wolves were losing ground to the World Eaters; but Russ and his warriors had Angron by the balls, and barely broke a sweat. They won, no question. Lorgar even says: "The Wolves won, meathead."

Dorn won’t help you either. He’s too busy being the Emperor’s groundskeeper, hiding behind the palace walls. The Wolf is too busy cutting off heads as our father’s executioner, while the Lion holds on to his secrets, and has no special fondness for you. Who else will come? Not Ferrus, certainly. Nor Corax either. Even as we speak, I suspect he flees for Deliverance. Sanguinius?’ Curze laughed cruelly. ‘The angel is more cursed than I. The Khan? He does not wish to be found. So who is left? No one, Vulkan. None of them will come. You are simply not that important. You are alone.’ Konrad Curze to Vulkan


 
   
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 DarthMarko wrote:
Brother Thomas wrote:
Because gw and all of their followers like a stagnant grimdark universe. Yes they're idiots, i know. I wish for story progression that isn't grimdark.

No, never.....grimdark should stay grimdark -I guarantee you 90% members on this forum are also liking grimdark (I've seen that when I posted 30k vs 40k thread)...so you are in a wrong department....


Maybe not uber grimdark...I prefer mine in between Ciaphas Cain dark comedy and the uber grimdark

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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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 Tadashi wrote:
 DarthMarko wrote:
Brother Thomas wrote:
Because gw and all of their followers like a stagnant grimdark universe. Yes they're idiots, i know. I wish for story progression that isn't grimdark.

No, never.....grimdark should stay grimdark -I guarantee you 90% members on this forum are also liking grimdark (I've seen that when I posted 30k vs 40k thread)...so you are in a wrong department....


Maybe not uber grimdark...I prefer mine in between Ciaphas Cain dark comedy and the uber grimdark


Then ADB is not for you my friend.....Every book I've read from him is Grimdark of the grimdark, and I kind of like it ......

ADB: I showed the Wolves revealing the key weakness at the heart of the World Eaters; showing Angron that his Legion was broken and worthless compared to the others; that he was the one primarch who couldn't trust his own warriors, and that they didn't care if he lived or died; showing that loyalty to brothers and sons is the heart of success for the Legiones Astartes, to the point even Lorgar makes a big deal out of saying the World Eaters and their primarch were massively outclassed by Russ, and Angron was too stupid to see the lesson Russ had sacrificed time, sweat, and blood, to teach. We're talking about a battle the Wolves won, by isolating the enemy general through pack tactics, and threatening to kill him, without a hope of defending himself. It was a balance, 50/50 - Angron overpowered Russ, and the Wolves were losing ground to the World Eaters; but Russ and his warriors had Angron by the balls, and barely broke a sweat. They won, no question. Lorgar even says: "The Wolves won, meathead."

Dorn won’t help you either. He’s too busy being the Emperor’s groundskeeper, hiding behind the palace walls. The Wolf is too busy cutting off heads as our father’s executioner, while the Lion holds on to his secrets, and has no special fondness for you. Who else will come? Not Ferrus, certainly. Nor Corax either. Even as we speak, I suspect he flees for Deliverance. Sanguinius?’ Curze laughed cruelly. ‘The angel is more cursed than I. The Khan? He does not wish to be found. So who is left? No one, Vulkan. None of them will come. You are simply not that important. You are alone.’ Konrad Curze to Vulkan


 
   
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ADB?

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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 Ledabot wrote:
This is the year 40k. I believe that orks prove you wrong daily.


Who's this aimed at? Orks believe that they never lose, but that's not always the case as they do lose, it's a matter of perspective.

 Tadashi wrote:
 Pilau Rice wrote:
Denying something doesn't make it any less real.



Probably not...but the Imperium has stood defiantly for ten thousand years - and just might take the galaxy with it. Meh, personally, I would rather see it burn in the hands of the Powers than it grow in the hands of non-Humans.


Some Space marines deny the Emperors Godhood yet others do not, so who's right?. The Ecclesiarchy and the vast majority of the Imperium would say the non believers are wrong.

And it's all the Imperium can do regardless of fate or Gods, it's beset from within and without, if it didn't stand defiant it would be washed away.

So you wouldn't want Space Marines in control of the Imperium in its last days then

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 Pilau Rice wrote:



So you wouldn't want Space Marines in control of the Imperium in its last days then


Space Marines are still Human, despite their superhuman talents. If the choice after the fall of the Imperium is to live and prosper under Xenos or submit to the Powers, then frak the Xenos, and join the Black Legion.

LET THE GALAXY BURN!!!

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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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 Tadashi wrote:


Space Marines are still Human]


Sure they are

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 Pilau Rice wrote:
 Tadashi wrote:


Space Marines are still Human]


Sure they are


The Great Crusade designation was Legio Astartes transhumans...the current designation is Adeptus Astartes superhumans...AFAIK. And in any case, seeing as the old man was the one who had them created, allegations of inhumanity from rabid zealots doesn't really mean a thing.

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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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Long Answer: Because if you don't fight your world will die a horrible death sooner or later. It might get ripped apart by Orks, your children may be hauled off as slaves to the Dark Eldar, it might be consumed by the Tyranids. No matter, you fight on world X so you don't have to fight on your homeworld.
   
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 DarthMarko wrote:
 Tadashi wrote:
 DarthMarko wrote:
Brother Thomas wrote:
Because gw and all of their followers like a stagnant grimdark universe. Yes they're idiots, i know. I wish for story progression that isn't grimdark.

No, never.....grimdark should stay grimdark -I guarantee you 90% members on this forum are also liking grimdark (I've seen that when I posted 30k vs 40k thread)...so you are in a wrong department....


Maybe not uber grimdark...I prefer mine in between Ciaphas Cain dark comedy and the uber grimdark


Then ADB is not for you my friend.....Every book I've read from him is Grimdark of the grimdark, and I kind of like it ......


Helsreach is pretty grimdark and so are the Nightlords novels, especialy if we keep in mind that Talos and his merry band of fools are living in self delusion.
   
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Yes and no - there are beacons of hope in the ADB novels - its the main characters that are so very grim dark - others are living and loving as best they can.

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