Enginseer Malum

BLESSINGS OF THE OMNISSIAH BE UPON YOU, TRAVELER. I AM BUT A HUMBLE COG IN THE ETERNAL AND INFINITE MACHINE KNOWN AS LIFE. MALUM IS MY NAME.

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[beardedmrbean]

[theman]

I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF

[tattooedzombigirl]

This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.

[secondlina]

Reblogging because it’s a damn potato and I want to encourage people to assume potatoes are magical.

[sinksanksockie2]

w-what if potato is actually lucky

[ironmandeficiency]

it’s worked before, it’ll work again

[wh40kartwork]

Necromunda 

(via Warhammer Community)

[psi-scribe]

Welcome back, Captain Titus

Warhammer 40K Space Marine 2 Confirmed

[askrobouteguilliman40k]

MY BOI!

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Yaaaaas!

[ordowhatever]

[beyond-blackwall]

Warhammer 40,000: Space Marine 2

[ask-tribune-ra]

AVE IMPERATOR

[olvaheiner]

Warhammer 40,000: Space Marine 2 (TBA)

[wh40kartwork]

British Grenadier-inspired Imperial Guard Regiment

by Miguel Mitchell Da Silva

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Needless to say, I approve. 

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Today in things I never thought I’d see - plastic Death Korps of Krieg! 

[cursed-40k-thoughts]

Oh very yes

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Ok! Now this is something to sink your teeth into!

Oh... They're doing that early boxset thing again; like they did with Sisters of Battle, which sold out within seconds...

Early Codex Orks, only available in the box... Which will evaporate within seconds of being exposed to online transactions.

Hmmmm... Annoying, but not the end of the world.

Beast Snaggas do look very cool!

I called it! Zodgrot Wortsnagga getting a comeback. Not one for special characters personally but I'm digging that hair-squig.

Beast Snagga Nob aye... Interesting. A bit lieutenant-ish. Kinda like how the Deffkilla Wartrike is a sub-leader for Speed Freeks.

Now THIS! Is what I want to see. Warboss in Mega Armour is back! What's interesting about this model is the Grot on 'is back manning the gun...

<ah...Achoo-stolethatfromWarmaHordes-ooo!!>

Sorry, I get hay fever.

Hopefully they'll do it right and give the Mega Armoured Warboss a BS of 3+ on account of having a more accurate Gretchin behind the trigger.

SIDE NOTE: Something the Battlewagon needs on one of it's Big Shoota turrets, since that is also being fired by a Gretchin.

With all this new stuff, I'm not sure what the future will hold for my Orks... I'll have to sit down with the Codex for a week or two to decide.

Still... VERY EXCITING!

[laboratorium-ix]

Since people seem to apreciate it:

Another extract from the unofficial graphic novel version Tim Ide started in 1997 of the classic “Space Marine” novel by Ian Watson.

(Imperial Fist cadet Lexandro D’Arquebus learns a lesson about Space Marine implants)

[beyond-blackwall]

Astartes

[banshee-king]

Legio Skitarii et Cybernetica Cambria by Martechi

This guy has done a LOT. These amazing pictures are just some from his Wh40k: Legio Theomachia folder.

[wh40kartwork]

Deathwatch vs Dark Eldar

by Jon Cave

[bloodredastartes]

Kink shaming the bondage elves

[banshee-king]

Ruby Mariners by Martechi

This guy has done many cool pictures, these specifically are from his Wh40k: Legio Theomachia folder.

[ratchaptermaster]

The armour of his station hissed and crackled. Each joint whined and groaned. His power cracked the earth under his boots. The rats scattered and looked away in envious awe and rightful fear. The sparks and screaming woes of his warpstone ebbed with the unquestionable favour of the Great Horned Emperor. His talons curled and tri-barreled weapon spun. 

The power-humming glaives of the Stormvermin drumming on the ground in rhythm, a muscle memory of their glory long-taken as the Chaptermaster lumbered through their procession with the chaos of war whirling around them like a tempest of fire and metal. His horns great and imposing, even when capped down to properly fit with his masterfully crafted pattern of Terminator armour. His Hellsword, inert, but growled in daemonic hunger with its sleep. 

Its spirit spoke to him in his sleep. Blood. Skulls. It needed blood and skulls. Its rage was burning in his skull, it was his partner of fate and desire. The Chaptermaster demanded the wine of his enemies’ veins and their skulls to decorate his throne. Their souls to be the next harvest of warpstone. Their bodies to be his feast. The Hunger was unimaginable yet rage kept its sustenance. 

“Blood and Bones.” His voice seethed with baring teeth as he looked to a warlord of the Red Corsairs that have foolishly chosen this world to reap the Chaptermaster’s bounty. He can not allow it. He will not allow it. This world is tribute to only One and He is here to claim it. 

With a swell of chest, the Master of the Rattus Astartes screamed a cry that howled into the air and unleashed his rage into a infectious fire that claimed his followers. They all felt his blood-red fury and he led the speartip of teeth, blade, and claws. The Vermintide devoured all it washed over and still - it wanted more.