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If the Emperor dies and doesn't come back (which is as likely to happen as him coming back), which fate would you choose and why?
1) Die fighting in memory of the Fallen Emperor.
2) Join Chaos.
3) Kneel before xenos upstarts (Tau, Eldar, etc.).
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.'
Rysaer wrote: Khorne already has me in his brazen grip.
However I'd probably spend a little time honouring the emperor until I did turn to Khrone out of anger that he's gone
I'd bet the Sisters would turn to either Khorne or Nurgle out of despair within decades of the Emperor's death.
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.'
The universe has many horrors yet to throw at us. This is not the end of our struggle. This is just the beginning of our crusade to save Humanity. Be faithful! Be strong! Be vigilant!
I would die fighting. I would rather be dragged down by the howling masses of cackling fanatics or be skinned alive by tenacious drooling hordes of xenos than join one or the other. As a Space Marine..... only in death does duty end.
The Rout, Vlka Fenryka, Warrior Kings of Fenris.... the Space Wolves. Horus Heresy. Sixth Great Company. 1500pts. In progress.
"Atop a sea, a crimson red,
Axe to bare, land paved with dead,
Strode the Jaw, teeth bared in snarl,
Glimmering maw, death in hand."
Saga of the Gristlefang
Personally, death would be nice. The Hives burning, the sky black with starships and hulks, corpses of Guardsmen and Astartes lie in heaps on the ground, wave after wave of daemons and Chaos-touched Eldar and other Xenos charge, Power Armor integrity failing, down to the last ammo reserves...IT WILL BE GLORIOUS!
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.'
Personally, death would be nice. The Hives burning, the sky black with starships and hulks, corpses of Guardsmen and Astartes lie in heaps on the ground, wave after wave of daemons and Chaos-touched Eldar and other Xenos charge, Power Armor integrity failing, down to the last ammo reserves...IT WILL BE GLORIOUS!
Since my brain is intact and i have no fascist tendencies, i join the Tau Empire and help to salvage whatever is left of the galaxy and the human species after 10000 years of madness.
KingDeath wrote: Since my brain is intact and i have no fascist tendencies, i join the Tau Empire and help to salvage whatever is left of the galaxy and the human species after 10000 years of madness.
SEDITION!
Better to die with honor and glory worthy of our noble forbears.
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.'
KingDeath wrote: Since my brain is intact and i have no fascist tendencies, i join the Tau Empire and help to salvage whatever is left of the galaxy and the human species after 10000 years of madness.
Agreed.
Dying is kind of out of the question, especially since the afterlife sucks.
Joining Chaos is like playing Russian Roulette, except there are six bullets in your revolver.
The Eldar will not accept a human.
That leaves the Tau, who will provide me with a decent enough standard of living and the possibility of reconstruction.
Just imagine: Hotel Six from Halo: Reach, but having a bolter and PA. My last stand will be over 9000 times more epic. Thats the way i want to go out: an amazing last stand.
Dying is kind of out of the question, especially since the afterlife sucks.
Only if you're a psyker...normal Human souls 'dissolve' quickly, so even without the Emperor's protection, there's a good chance Daemons won't get your soul.
Joining Chaos is like playing Russian Roulette, except there are six bullets in your revolver.
Not if you're useful...or ambitious.
That leaves the Tau, who will provide me with a decent enough standard of living and the possibility of reconstruction.
Subject/client race of xenos? No thanks.
ace101 wrote: Just imagine: Hotel Six from Halo: Reach, but having a bolter and PA. My last stand will be over 9000 times more epic. Thats the way i want to go out: an amazing last stand.
Two words: GLORIOUS END!
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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.'
Personally i picture my self leading a charge of guardsmen. Out of ammo charging tackling chaos space marines ripping off their helmets and stabbing them in the eye we break through the CSM lines sweaty and bloodied we didnt take many casualties for guardsmen standing across from us is khorne himself i scream For the Emporers Memory and charge knife in hand followed by about a hundred fifty guardsmen i stab out one of khornes eyes before dying
Tadashi wrote: Only if you're a psyker...normal Human souls 'dissolve' quickly, so even without the Emperor's protection, there's a good chance Daemons won't get your soul.
So again, death really sucks. You've got a chance of a daemon getting your soul, or you have a chance of your soul just dissolving. Both options do not inspire confidence.
Tadashi wrote: Only if you're a psyker...normal Human souls 'dissolve' quickly, so even without the Emperor's protection, there's a good chance Daemons won't get your soul.
So again, death really sucks. You've got a chance of a daemon getting your soul, or you have a chance of your soul just dissolving. Both options do not inspire confidence.
I'll take my chances. Dissolving is quite painless anyway - restful peace. Psykers have a chance of reincarnating instead of dissolving, BTW.
Seeing as I included an option of dying for the Emperor's memory, I'm joining neither (otherwise, I'll take my chances with Chaos rather than xenos).
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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.'
Scrape the Custodes off my boot and proceed to summarily reject a few trillion employment applications. With prejudice.
"Better have one flexible neck to be making that shot," Bob said.
"You only assume the Balefire is coming out of his mouth, Bob. In my world, the Heldrake is pooping daemonic fire on your troops as it jets away from their mangled and now burning corpses." -John
Well, I reckon I'd probably be sucked into the Warp along with the entire galaxy, now that the Emperor can't hold back Chaos from spilling into the Materium.
Tadashi wrote: (otherwise, I'll take my chances with Chaos rather than xenos).
I can see why you wouldn't want to join the Eldar, since they would almost certainly manipulate you to your grave, but the Tau are pretty chill as long as you do your job, pay your taxes, and stay in line. At worst, you might get drafted into an army with a better life expectancy than the Imperial Guard, albeit one that still has a hilariously low life expectancy.
Void__Dragon wrote: Well, I reckon I'd probably be sucked into the Warp along with the entire galaxy, now that the Emperor can't hold back Chaos from spilling into the Materium.
Sadly, this is probably the most realistic option.
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My soul I commend to Alpharius Omegon... failing that, Malice.
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
KingDeath wrote: Since my brain is intact and i have no fascist tendencies, i join the Tau Empire and help to salvage whatever is left of the galaxy and the human species after 10000 years of madness.
Burn foul traitor in the flames of damnation! I
I will fall in gloroius war in the name of the emperor, than to kneel before inhumane and foul overlords! My sword will sing my death hymn as I take you with me into death!