Yooo! I have a cheeky request if you’d like to try drawing some warp stuff! My Primarch OC Lucien is a rainbow glitter ball of love and peace, a powerful psyker who’s difficult to look at directly. He comes from a world where everything is trippy and mindbending, saturated in radiation and Warp energy. I’d love to see your interpretation of him, he’s basically the legal version of slaanesh and a somatic healer who uses his curves to alleviate the universe’s suffering 🩷
His themes: the sea, blinding light, two suns, eldritch angel vibes, cognitohazards, cotton candy, pastel dreamcore and rainbows
His colours: holographic / opaline / iridescent
Have fun with as much stylistic freedom as you like! I usually put chromatic aberration and glitch silhouettes for his visual distortion in realspace, I’d love to see your ideas! :D
AAAAAA THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN!!!!!! he is a beautiful character, and I would love to draw him again. Decided not to lean too heavily into the Eldridge side of things cause I saw a reference for this pose and thought it would be perfect for him!!! I hope that you like!
ITS FINALLY DONE, HERE IS MY DESIGN FOR THE 2ND PRIMARCH!!!
Naran Marin, 2nd Legion The Monocerotes
Origin: As an infant his gestation pod landed on the planet of Tlalli, a desert planet orbiting a binary sun system. This planet used to having a thriving biosphere before it was ruined by war and mining during the age of strife. What was left of its inhabitants struggled for survival in an environment bled dry of any natural resource.
When he crash landed in the middle of the night and was discovered by the local tribe it was said that his first cries brought about the miraculous rain. In truth his gestation pod unearthed a massive reservoir of water beneath the ruined dirt. To commemorate such a blessing the locals named him after this miracle, Naran for the lunar eclipse of his arrival, and Marin for the water he brought them. This, as it turned out, would be the first in a long line of feats of extreme luck that became commonplace with Naran around.
Abilities: Extremely strong and fast as most primarchs are Naran actually lacks something they all have; Sight. Despite this Naran is able to navigate his surroundings with infinite ease thanks to his psyker abilities, utilizing methods not totally unlike those of the imperial astropaths. Although not nearly as strong as someone like Magnus, some brothers would later note that with Naran’s luck it often seemed that the obstacles in his path simply jump to avoid him.
This ability is shared to a degree by his legion, The Monocerotes, whose geneseed mutations result in the titular horn and tail (and varying degrees of blindness) that denote their members. Almost preternaturally lucky, it became common practice to have squadrons of the 2nd legion accompany other legions to assist in a faster victory.
The ability which would lead to his eventual capture by Tzeentch is one that even Naran wasn’t aware he possessed: The ability to manipulate the strings of fate. Tzeentch coveted this power as it would mean that all his machinations could be kept in perfect perpetual motion and so he tricked Naran into giving up his freedom as the only way to save his family. Kept trapped in a section of the warp furthest from the influence of any chaos gods Naran now manipulates the strings of fate to an unnatural stasis of war for his people, his eternal company only a single one of his sons.
The emperor struck him from memory for the perceived treason.
Here's my androgynous psyker with an immensely fat ass who heals people with the clap of his cheeks. The core concept is that he's empathic asf, basically the primarchcest vessel and sex therapist for everyone. I made him before I knew anything about other the Primarchs, so he's kinda like Angron, Magnus and Sanguinius mixed together.
His name is Lucien 🌸 check out his tag here!
He's almost as horny as Fulgrim, but from a gentle 'let me love you' perspective instead of actual desire. Somatic healing is his schtick, since mentally bruteforcing people to feel better doesn't really fix the trauma held in the body. Has a huge savior complex and very little drive or identity on his own, he's a 'fixer' type. He also has no gender identity and can biomancy his body into any form he want, but uses male pronouns because that's what 99% of the people he's around are comfortable with.
He doesn’t enjoy hurting anyone, not even xenos since he believes every life has the right to exist. The exception to this is chaos creatures who are clearly insane or trapped in a messed up bargain, which he mercykills due to believing they're going to suffer for eternity. Chaos Gods dont play nice and he sees way too much of the warp to believe otherwise. The Emperor didn't give him this personality; it developed as a way to cope with his constant awareness of reality peeling in every dimension possible. He has some really wild beliefs XD
His eyes are impossible to look into unless you’re an extremely powerful Psyker, and he usually wears a golden half-mask to prevent people going insane by accidentally looking at him.
14/18 primarchs loathe and distrust him. His title is 'the Twin Flame' but his brothers call him variants of 'witch' mostly. He’s barely used in the Crusade as he’s more loyal to protecting his homeworld than conquering worlds, and is very good at keeping threats from the Eye of Terror away from the rest of the Imperium.
He hails from a lost world that slips out of knowledge every few centuries due to position in space, warp fuckery and extremely perilous travel; it’s at the far edge of the Koronus Expanse. He also has the split personality thing coz he needs to compartmentalise his wrath or he will just have his heart hurt all the time due to the necessity of violence for the Emperor’s Dream.
More info below! (this isn't all of it since I lost the big ass document lol)
Praelucente Alpha - An oceanic pleasure world. Has air-sealed hives at the bottom of the sea where it’s pretty much hell for the common folk. Only rich aristocrats live on the surface in fancy mansions and sprawling estates. There are two suns and huge radiation shielding domes cover entire continents. Ancient archotech made these domes and every creature on the planet knows to venture beyond means death. Expedition teams have radiation proof Nullsuits to help, but those only last maybe 30 mins outside. The planet has a very short night and an eye-searingly bright day, that its populace has grown accustomed to over millennia. The citizens are agnostic and believe in Self as God, because ‘we can use psychic powers thus the warp bends to our will’.
Legion Info:
Called the ‘Adeptus Lucis’ by people on their homeworld, who don’t really care much for the Imperium and see these guys as the ruling Noble House’s private army. Most of the hive-dwelling civilians underground have never seen an Astartes before, and spend their lives in squalor toiling to enrich the lives of the nobility on the surface. The Primarch owns the entire system and planet, but is never seen by the populace due to being sensitive to other people’s suffering. If he walks among them, he’s gonna have a seizure. He strongly prefers to do battle from a distance by manipulating threads in the Warp.
The Legio II Iridiates have an elite Grand Company called the Lightborn. Their zealous overuse of white-gold and rainbows, spectral effects and psychedelic crystals from their homeworld render them some of the flashiest psykers in the Imperium.
Armor Colors: Opal ceramic look with gold trims. Generally very light and pastel looking, fitting well with the natural marble and pristine beaches of their homeworld. I'd post a pic of a marine with this color scheme but since it's a mockup I decided not to. They look fuckin awesome tho!
Heraldry: Usually a white diamond with others positioned in a chain-link pattern by either side. Also an almond-shaped vertical third eye in white, with gold or iridescent fire around it.
Legion Quirks - They're fanatic as hell and worship their Primarch more than the Emperor. Hair and skin bleaching is practiced amongst the Legion, as their Primarch is albino and those who don’t look like him try their damndest to. The geneseed alters melanin expression over the course of decades, which gradually bleaches the Astartes naturally as they age, but newborn ones often go right for the hydroquinone in order to fit in with their brothers. They also have a unique relationship with their battle-brothers, in that they are closely knit and care for each other like family, regardless of if they know each other personally or not. They’ll easily share a tent, lean on each other or offer counsel instead of just going ‘do your duty bro’. This is a trait gained and inspired by their Primarch, who is a warrior-counselor using his formidable psyker abilities for peaceful purposes. While not a pacifist, their Primarch generally respects life – the exception being demons and other creatures of Chaos, who he doesn’t consider ‘people’ as they're being influenced by the Ruinous Powers // have disowned their humanity. So, the Legion is pretty merciless against beings from the Warp.
Relationship with the Emperor: The Primarch doesn’t blindly worship the Emperor, but recognizes a greater mind than his own and genuinely respects big E, even if he does disagree with the whole purging the galaxy business. Big E keeps him around because despite their differences, the Iridiates are damn good at killing Chaos.
ANYWAY YEAH! there's a summary of da lore. I still need a name for him (and I can't call him Lucius without invoking the bald tongue guy from the Emperor's Children) so I need an L-name that sounds lightpilled. Can't call him Lux because thats a brand of soap here and I will laugh every time. XD
And yes, he is almost 1:1 in concept with @iron-peebo's Icarus, as we designed our characters from the same seed and are uniquely insane about them. MEOW!!!
Elecktra Barbaraux, aka my Barbie Primarch. She landed on a Cemetary world of Asalin where she was raised by a poor gravekeeper. Her nickname from then was Deaths daughter since she tended to dig the graves and clean stones to earn money for her and her father. While she wasn't born into harder circumstances, like Angron or Mortarion, Barbie tended to be more empathetic and sweeter.
Don't think it for weakness though, she will still kick ass. And when she reunited with her sons she took on more of a maternal role. learning each marines name and a little bit just to make sure they knew she loved them.
Caligo has been swimming in the deep seas, overhearing conversations from his cousins as he does so. Learning that this strange ocean world that has relatively primitive forms magic and technology is Ancient Terra.
And how it's this... Warp that sent those of the Astartes spinning through time to this Era. How... unusual. One of the things he notes with growing alarm and confusion- but of all the legions he hears of being here of 'chapters' and 'Primaris' and other such things.
He does not hear of the 2nd legion- and nor of his own the 11th legion. It gives him a deep sense of confused dread. He's let out his warbling songs- his tones at first curious and exploratory have slowly grown more, and more somber and mournful as he doesn't hear a reciprocating notes.
As an Apothecary- well. He knows that the gene-seed of the 11th... is not the most stable, but surely, surely they have managed to stabilize them? Or at least able to hide the more... unsightly aspects of it from those that it would be... untoward for them to know of it.
His tail is mostly Apothecary white- with whirls of scales and colors of the 11th legion. The darker spots of color seem so stark upon his tail and skin. At least- if asked he can... pretend he's of some of the darker kin without the truth... likely causing him issues.
He glances in a reflective pool- of his legion- he's one of the ones that is less... unstable. Granted he would be called 'Chaos warped' whatever in the name of the Stars that means. but - well. They seem to be most often hostile, aggressive- and cruel. More so than normal.
Reminds him of the last of the Thunder Warriors- with how some of the Chaos Types react. He swishes his tail in stress at that. As he lets out another trilling call- he hears someone sing back.
He stops and pops his head out of the water as he looks around- the tone, the song, the voice was not quite correct. But he sings again- and he sees a large seal swim close and croon at him before there is a ripple and they shift into a human-like form their tail still transformed into their animal form.
"Hail stranger." You say, "I have heard your mournful songs for the last month- and decided I'd try and say hello. And that you aren't actually alone."
"... Hello stranger," Caligo he says, he feels- something start to crystalize and focus the more he looks at you.
Oh. He's heard about Bonds and Bonded from some of his cousins- perhaps... that is what this is? How utterly fascinating.
"What may I call you?" You ask him.
"Caligo," He says quietly, "what about you?"
"Oh- my name is ---." You reply with your name cheerfully.
In my wrath and glory group every person that is gming a game has just accepted that the 2nd legion has ladies. We all share a canon.
Basically in a super old HH codex or book there was this one mention of a legion’s beta testing going so bad it got redacted. So we were like “ah, the second.” And what happened in this hc is that the second legion got a super fucked up geneseed, like worse than the t-sons and the emperor’s children, but instead of crying about it the like 5 or so legionnaires there were actually fixed it. And it got so good it worked on ladies. And their command structure works in pairs. Like each of their officers has a husband/wife. And the 2nd primarch talked about the miracle of life a bit too much that big E got worried about them having babies so he killed all the ladies and the ultramarines adopted all the dudes.
Noblewoman Ariel pilots the Knight Crusader, 'Bloodfire.' Her purpose is to defend the population of the colony which serves the second legion descendants. Civilian safety is her aim, and anybody threatening her charge will face her fury. "You were warned, you were told. You were even threatened! Beautiful Violence is the only recourse."
