The Horus Heresy
by Álvaro Jiménez
"ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ ᴏɴᴇ; ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜰᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴀɴᴋɪɴᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴɪᴛʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍʏ ꜱᴏɴ; ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴀᴍᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴏʟ."
"And you are a damaged corpse, grandfather."
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@defective-khornate12
The Horus Heresy
by Álvaro Jiménez
"ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ ᴏɴᴇ; ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜰᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴀɴᴋɪɴᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴɪᴛʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍʏ ꜱᴏɴ; ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴀᴍᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴏʟ."
"And you are a damaged corpse, grandfather."
the khornate sends a letter, written in sanctified ink and a sigil of the inquisition so that it may get past any censors, he smiles
"congratulations on the new daughter, it's good to have a new cousin, I extend the same promise I made with Minerva. I will make sure she is to be protected at all costs."
@defective-khornate12
Yvraine blinks. "He still lives? How?"
Drachious laughs. "Spite for the bastard I have as my primarch, respect for the primarch I call my uncle."
to sister Victoria, did you know there a Khorne worshiper who speaks to Guilliman and actually doesn't try to do anything violent?
Snaps her stylus.
"A, fucking, what?"
Goes fir her bolter.
"If you shoot me, you'll cause a diplomatic issue, I'm only here because I enjoy talking to my uncle and cousin and the peace it gives me. I'm not here to cause any unwanted violence."
Twitches with barely contained rage.
"You know, if I had any intent to harm you, I'd have acted on it. Let's all take a deep breath."
There is a vein throbbing on her forehead.
"uncle Rob? I may need some assistance."
to sister Victoria, did you know there a Khorne worshiper who speaks to Guilliman and actually doesn't try to do anything violent?
Snaps her stylus.
"A, fucking, what?"
Goes fir her bolter.
"If you shoot me, you'll cause a diplomatic issue, I'm only here because I enjoy talking to my uncle and cousin and the peace it gives me. I'm not here to cause any unwanted violence."
Twitches with barely contained rage.
"You know, if I had any intent to harm you, I'd have acted on it. Let's all take a deep breath."
to sister Victoria, did you know there a Khorne worshiper who speaks to Guilliman and actually doesn't try to do anything violent?
Snaps her stylus.
"A, fucking, what?"
Goes fir her bolter.
"If you shoot me, you'll cause a diplomatic issue, I'm only here because I enjoy talking to my uncle and cousin and the peace it gives me. I'm not here to cause any unwanted violence."
to sister Victoria, did you know there a Khorne worshiper who speaks to Guilliman and actually doesn't try to do anything violent?
Snaps her stylus.
"A, fucking, what?"
Unfathomably based
"KICK HIS TATTOOED ARSE BROTHER!"
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@baldy-wan-kenobi
I just came out here to have a good time and I am honestly feeling so attacked right now.
However, consider: is a bland, yet eternal existence more valuable than a temporary one that is filled with joy and vibrancy? What use have I for a tedious immortality in a world of such wonder?
"I did this once"
Oi, big blue zogging humie, ya look like ya been krumpt pretty gud, ave a squigarette, they only scream for a scond
.....
"What in the warp?"
A Khornate eightbound more renegade than the rest of the World Eaters looks up at the chapter master from the void, his tone surprised and unusually human. "You're a big bugger aren't you?"
@defective-khornate12
“So I have been told,” Tyberos replied. He tilted his head to the side, observing the Khornate. Odd, he’s not being screamed at and being attacked.
Drachious feels the nails dig into his brain, not as much as with most of his brothers. he looks at Tyberos, his tone humorous as he looks at the face of the chapter master, a sight not often seen. "not much of a looker"
Tyberos pushes air through his nose. Was that a bemused snort? “I could say the same to you. What brings you here, Khornite? Not many heretics dare to come this close.”
"Heretic is subjective cousin" Drachious smiles. "Besides you are on my ship, that and I can smell the savagery of the sons of the Dominus Nox on you. Fear not cousin, your secret is safe with me and I respect your treatment of the innocents with mercy."
“It is no secret that I and my chapter often clash with the Nightlords. That is what you smell, cousin.” He did not like the insinuation, but being a guest Tyberos would not let these comments drive him to rash remarks and decisions.
“The innocent are to be protected in the Imperium is to thrive.”
"Sure cousin, sure. Either way, I respect you. You are what I wish I was." Drachious sounds wistful. "If indeed you traded wings for fins, you have indeed proved yourself a noble warrior and somebody I believe more than worthy of respect, so do not be put off by my calling you a son of Curze, for deep down, if you are, you are what his sons should have been. Never forget this."
“Chatty for a World Eater,” Tyberos muses. “But I thank you for the compliment all the same. What is it that is stopping you from a path you would choose? The Nails?”
"I have defective nails, but no, that's not what's stopping me … poor choices, fear … the Imperium today, that is what's stopping me. Besides I have my own Warband for liberation; the Eightfold Centurions. We will liberate who needs liberation and die trying should we have to." Drachious laughs mirthlessly after stating that and sighs. "You're lucky, with your black eyes and pale skin you'd be easy to pass as a son of Corvus Corax. But me? I have these damn things in head and the fact that so little trust me to begin with. As for being chatty? I guess it's my way of coping."
Tyberos hums. “I suppose we all have our own ways of doing things. So tell me, cousin, what of the rest of your war band? What deeds and endeavors have you and yours accomplished?”
"Liberated a mining world and taking it as my own, helping other people, comforting uncle Roboute. It's a long progress."
“It seems I have been in the outer dark for too long. Again.” Although it was his and his chapter’s duty, Tyberos was not fond of receiving news long after the fact or missing important developments.
Drachious smiles comfortingly, his iron teeth visible. "Don't knock yourself cousin, you're one of the greatest warriors in the imperium and probably one of the most intriguing. And yo be honest? I find sharks to be fascinating too."
“Ah, here comes the flattery!” Tyberos nodded to himself. “I do not have any Terran sharks to give out, cousin. I imagine that this is where the conversation was going?”
A little teasing, it couldn’t be helped. It has been a long time since he interacted with anyone outside of his chapter.
"I was simply stating I find them fascinating creatures."
A Khornate eightbound more renegade than the rest of the World Eaters looks up at the chapter master from the void, his tone surprised and unusually human. "You're a big bugger aren't you?"
@defective-khornate12
“So I have been told,” Tyberos replied. He tilted his head to the side, observing the Khornate. Odd, he’s not being screamed at and being attacked.
Drachious feels the nails dig into his brain, not as much as with most of his brothers. he looks at Tyberos, his tone humorous as he looks at the face of the chapter master, a sight not often seen. "not much of a looker"
Tyberos pushes air through his nose. Was that a bemused snort? “I could say the same to you. What brings you here, Khornite? Not many heretics dare to come this close.”
"Heretic is subjective cousin" Drachious smiles. "Besides you are on my ship, that and I can smell the savagery of the sons of the Dominus Nox on you. Fear not cousin, your secret is safe with me and I respect your treatment of the innocents with mercy."
“It is no secret that I and my chapter often clash with the Nightlords. That is what you smell, cousin.” He did not like the insinuation, but being a guest Tyberos would not let these comments drive him to rash remarks and decisions.
“The innocent are to be protected in the Imperium is to thrive.”
"Sure cousin, sure. Either way, I respect you. You are what I wish I was." Drachious sounds wistful. "If indeed you traded wings for fins, you have indeed proved yourself a noble warrior and somebody I believe more than worthy of respect, so do not be put off by my calling you a son of Curze, for deep down, if you are, you are what his sons should have been. Never forget this."
“Chatty for a World Eater,” Tyberos muses. “But I thank you for the compliment all the same. What is it that is stopping you from a path you would choose? The Nails?”
"I have defective nails, but no, that's not what's stopping me … poor choices, fear … the Imperium today, that is what's stopping me. Besides I have my own Warband for liberation; the Eightfold Centurions. We will liberate who needs liberation and die trying should we have to." Drachious laughs mirthlessly after stating that and sighs. "You're lucky, with your black eyes and pale skin you'd be easy to pass as a son of Corvus Corax. But me? I have these damn things in head and the fact that so little trust me to begin with. As for being chatty? I guess it's my way of coping."
Tyberos hums. “I suppose we all have our own ways of doing things. So tell me, cousin, what of the rest of your war band? What deeds and endeavors have you and yours accomplished?”
"Liberated a mining world and taking it as my own, helping other people, comforting uncle Roboute. It's a long progress."
“It seems I have been in the outer dark for too long. Again.” Although it was his and his chapter’s duty, Tyberos was not fond of receiving news long after the fact or missing important developments.
Drachious smiles comfortingly, his iron teeth visible. "Don't knock yourself cousin, you're one of the greatest warriors in the imperium and probably one of the most intriguing. And yo be honest? I find sharks to be fascinating too."
A Khornate eightbound more renegade than the rest of the World Eaters looks up at the chapter master from the void, his tone surprised and unusually human. "You're a big bugger aren't you?"
@defective-khornate12
“So I have been told,” Tyberos replied. He tilted his head to the side, observing the Khornate. Odd, he’s not being screamed at and being attacked.
Drachious feels the nails dig into his brain, not as much as with most of his brothers. he looks at Tyberos, his tone humorous as he looks at the face of the chapter master, a sight not often seen. "not much of a looker"
Tyberos pushes air through his nose. Was that a bemused snort? “I could say the same to you. What brings you here, Khornite? Not many heretics dare to come this close.”
"Heretic is subjective cousin" Drachious smiles. "Besides you are on my ship, that and I can smell the savagery of the sons of the Dominus Nox on you. Fear not cousin, your secret is safe with me and I respect your treatment of the innocents with mercy."
“It is no secret that I and my chapter often clash with the Nightlords. That is what you smell, cousin.” He did not like the insinuation, but being a guest Tyberos would not let these comments drive him to rash remarks and decisions.
“The innocent are to be protected in the Imperium is to thrive.”
"Sure cousin, sure. Either way, I respect you. You are what I wish I was." Drachious sounds wistful. "If indeed you traded wings for fins, you have indeed proved yourself a noble warrior and somebody I believe more than worthy of respect, so do not be put off by my calling you a son of Curze, for deep down, if you are, you are what his sons should have been. Never forget this."
“Chatty for a World Eater,” Tyberos muses. “But I thank you for the compliment all the same. What is it that is stopping you from a path you would choose? The Nails?”
"I have defective nails, but no, that's not what's stopping me … poor choices, fear … the Imperium today, that is what's stopping me. Besides I have my own Warband for liberation; the Eightfold Centurions. We will liberate who needs liberation and die trying should we have to." Drachious laughs mirthlessly after stating that and sighs. "You're lucky, with your black eyes and pale skin you'd be easy to pass as a son of Corvus Corax. But me? I have these damn things in head and the fact that so little trust me to begin with. As for being chatty? I guess it's my way of coping."
Tyberos hums. “I suppose we all have our own ways of doing things. So tell me, cousin, what of the rest of your war band? What deeds and endeavors have you and yours accomplished?”
"Liberated a mining world and taking it as my own, helping other people, comforting uncle Roboute. It's a long progress."
A Khornate eightbound more renegade than the rest of the World Eaters looks up at the chapter master from the void, his tone surprised and unusually human. "You're a big bugger aren't you?"
@defective-khornate12
“So I have been told,” Tyberos replied. He tilted his head to the side, observing the Khornate. Odd, he’s not being screamed at and being attacked.
Drachious feels the nails dig into his brain, not as much as with most of his brothers. he looks at Tyberos, his tone humorous as he looks at the face of the chapter master, a sight not often seen. "not much of a looker"
Tyberos pushes air through his nose. Was that a bemused snort? “I could say the same to you. What brings you here, Khornite? Not many heretics dare to come this close.”
"Heretic is subjective cousin" Drachious smiles. "Besides you are on my ship, that and I can smell the savagery of the sons of the Dominus Nox on you. Fear not cousin, your secret is safe with me and I respect your treatment of the innocents with mercy."
“It is no secret that I and my chapter often clash with the Nightlords. That is what you smell, cousin.” He did not like the insinuation, but being a guest Tyberos would not let these comments drive him to rash remarks and decisions.
“The innocent are to be protected in the Imperium is to thrive.”
"Sure cousin, sure. Either way, I respect you. You are what I wish I was." Drachious sounds wistful. "If indeed you traded wings for fins, you have indeed proved yourself a noble warrior and somebody I believe more than worthy of respect, so do not be put off by my calling you a son of Curze, for deep down, if you are, you are what his sons should have been. Never forget this."
“Chatty for a World Eater,” Tyberos muses. “But I thank you for the compliment all the same. What is it that is stopping you from a path you would choose? The Nails?”
"I have defective nails, but no, that's not what's stopping me … poor choices, fear … the Imperium today, that is what's stopping me. Besides I have my own Warband for liberation; the Eightfold Centurions. We will liberate who needs liberation and die trying should we have to." Drachious laughs mirthlessly after stating that and sighs. "You're lucky, with your black eyes and pale skin you'd be easy to pass as a son of Corvus Corax. But me? I have these damn things in head and the fact that so little trust me to begin with. As for being chatty? I guess it's my way of coping."
A Khornate eightbound more renegade than the rest of the World Eaters looks up at the chapter master from the void, his tone surprised and unusually human. "You're a big bugger aren't you?"
@defective-khornate12
“So I have been told,” Tyberos replied. He tilted his head to the side, observing the Khornate. Odd, he’s not being screamed at and being attacked.
Drachious feels the nails dig into his brain, not as much as with most of his brothers. he looks at Tyberos, his tone humorous as he looks at the face of the chapter master, a sight not often seen. "not much of a looker"
Tyberos pushes air through his nose. Was that a bemused snort? “I could say the same to you. What brings you here, Khornite? Not many heretics dare to come this close.”
"Heretic is subjective cousin" Drachious smiles. "Besides you are on my ship, that and I can smell the savagery of the sons of the Dominus Nox on you. Fear not cousin, your secret is safe with me and I respect your treatment of the innocents with mercy."
“It is no secret that I and my chapter often clash with the Nightlords. That is what you smell, cousin.” He did not like the insinuation, but being a guest Tyberos would not let these comments drive him to rash remarks and decisions.
“The innocent are to be protected in the Imperium is to thrive.”
"Sure cousin, sure. Either way, I respect you. You are what I wish I was." Drachious sounds wistful. "If indeed you traded wings for fins, you have indeed proved yourself a noble warrior and somebody I believe more than worthy of respect, so do not be put off by my calling you a son of Curze, for deep down, if you are, you are what his sons should have been. Never forget this."
A Khornate eightbound more renegade than the rest of the World Eaters looks up at the chapter master from the void, his tone surprised and unusually human. "You're a big bugger aren't you?"
@defective-khornate12
“So I have been told,” Tyberos replied. He tilted his head to the side, observing the Khornate. Odd, he’s not being screamed at and being attacked.
Drachious feels the nails dig into his brain, not as much as with most of his brothers. he looks at Tyberos, his tone humorous as he looks at the face of the chapter master, a sight not often seen. "not much of a looker"
Tyberos pushes air through his nose. Was that a bemused snort? “I could say the same to you. What brings you here, Khornite? Not many heretics dare to come this close.”
"Heretic is subjective cousin" Drachious smiles. "Besides you are on my ship, that and I can smell the savagery of the sons of the Dominus Nox on you. Fear not cousin, your secret is safe with me and I respect your treatment of the innocents with mercy."
A Khornate eightbound more renegade than the rest of the World Eaters looks up at the chapter master from the void, his tone surprised and unusually human. "You're a big bugger aren't you?"
@defective-khornate12
“So I have been told,” Tyberos replied. He tilted his head to the side, observing the Khornate. Odd, he’s not being screamed at and being attacked.
Drachious feels the nails dig into his brain, not as much as with most of his brothers. he looks at Tyberos, his tone humorous as he looks at the face of the chapter master, a sight not often seen. "not much of a looker"