#clonelord

[tagedeszorns]

As the ultimate Fabius Bile fan, I figured I'd ask you: Fabius Bile made clones of each primarch, right? What do you think he did with the clones that weren't of Fulgrim or Ferrus?

Fabius strode down the nave of monsters, his attentions drawn to the humming bio-unit which occupied the altar-point. He recognised it for what it was immediately. He’d had twenty of them constructed, according to a very specific set of criteria. One for each of the Emperor’s sons. It had taken him centuries to acquire the necessary genetic material for such an endeavour. He had consigned entire systems to the cauldron of war, just for a splash of old blood on a ragged cloth, or a bit of scrimshawed bone. ‘And I would do it again,’ he said.

- Josh Reynolds, Clonelord

He actually cloned all twenty of them. Since he worked closely with the Alpha Legion, he probably recreated Alpharius/Omegon as a single being and added the two missing Primarchs. But he ‘only’ brought three of them to maturity. First Ferrus (several times). Then Horus (who was then killed by Abaddon on Harmony). And finally Fulgrim.

He had something of a ‘primarch phase’ during which cloning them was actually a kind of hobby for him. And he also tried several times to raise Fulgrim – which the original Fulgrim, as soon as he found out, did not like at all and had stopped by his Champion in a very terminal way.

‘I knew he would send you,’ said the creator. ‘As he had before. The eager sycophant. You were always so desperate to please him.’ The child writhed beneath the warrior’s boot, but his assailant’s eyes, and the radiant sword, remained unmoving. ‘And what would that make you?’ the warrior sneered. ‘You, who ignores his law? You believe that you can defy him, time and again, and not pay the price for it?’ The warrior looked down. The child coughed, clearing enough of the amniotic fluid from his lungs to loose a cry so pure, so heart-achingly beautiful, so like that of their father,

-Ian St.Martin, Lucius – the Faultless Blade

Since Fabius knows that Primarchs are genetically programmed to seize control of their environment as soon as they grow up, he almost certainly did not allow any others to reach full maturity. He himself says that he does not yet fully understand how certain things work with Primarchs (for example, memory). He can reproduce this feature, but does not know how it originally was implemented.

‘I found it in one of the other chambers. This is the skull of a Bharghesi,’ Fulgrim said, as if dredging the word up out of some vast reservoir of memory. ‘Why do I know that word?’ ‘The Primarchs – the first Primarchs – somehow encoded their memories in their blood and marrow, like a cogitator backing up its data. A process I still do not fully understand, and have not been able to replicate with any success. That is why it was possible to recreate them – you – in full.’ He paused. ‘You know the word, because we – you and I – fought the Bharghesi, millennia ago.

- Josh Reynolds, Clonelord

With these uncertainties and risks hanging over him, he will almost certainly have left the remaining seventeen as foetuses in tanks, not letting them mature. So it is highly unlikely that there is a new Curze or an undamaged Angron running around somewhere. And no one else in the galaxy has the knowledge necessary to reproduce Fabius' work.

But who knows? Perhaps there is still a complete laboratory setup on one of the numerous bolthole planets that Fabius uses, and it could be used to allow the Primarchs to mature?

Fabius himself definitely does not want that. The man is so very much ‘No gods, no masters!’ He believes that the new humanity doesn't need some god-like rulers over them and obviously implements this independency into his New Men with a passion.

But there are enough others who desperately want a Primarch to take them by the hand again.

With Fulgrim's bloodless return in Jude Reid's boring novel, the chapter ‘Phoenician on Callax’ is closed – but if I were Eidolon, I'd rather try my luck with another clone than this watered-down version of my father that GW has unleashed on us! 😂

I love the Galaxy's most hardcore anarchist/atheist so much!!!!!!!

[robot-roadtrip-rants]

‘Do you hear him, sister,’ one [Neverborn] rumbled, lupine fangs clicking in a bovine jaw. ‘Do you hear the primarch-vessel call to us, without even realising? How the Phoenician will howl, to see himself reflected so.’ ‘I hear him. But we shall not listen. He is not for us,’ the entity behind Ramos murmured. A feminine voice, soft but edged like a razor. ‘A different piece, from a different game. The Laughing God thinks to upset our purpose, even now. But our game is below, in the seeds and the sowing.’

what

WHAT

CLONEGRIM WAS A CEGORACH PLOT??!?!??!?!?!?!!!?!

[phantomoftheshoppera]

[gildedicicle]

Whenever I reread the Quaestor scene in Clonelord, I always think the same thing.

I completely understand that Fabius' r/atheism moment is the star of the scene. It's really cool, I feel like it does a lot to characterize him that he can look into a fragment of Slaanesh, feel his hearts stop and his systems rebel, force his eyes down and be like 'nope, not real', and honestly, it's also so damn funny.

What I do not understand, however, is why no one ever talks about the line 'You have committed crimes of such monstrous elegance that even the Gods themselves grow uneasy' that immediately precedes it, because that shit goes incredibly hard imo!

[the-consortium]

Fabius, how do you feel about drug use? I know many of your brothers partake to quite a significant degree, but I am wondering if that sort of thing would interfere with your work? Do you restrain yourself because of that, only use drugs to enhance battle performance or for pain, or do you pretty much do what you want and work through it?

The Clonelord raises an eyebrow, puts his fingertips together and appears amused in his aloof way, which often gives the person he is talking to the feeling that he is either looking at the inside of their skull or planning their vivisection. Or both. "What a philosophical question. Sola dosis facit venenum, as Paracelsus said. All things are poison - the dose alone makes it. And at some point the lines become blurred. From a certain degree of my … condition, I of course regularly use chemical aids in order not to be hindered by the decay of my current corporeal shell. Whether that's in combat or just to be able to read a book in peace, who would weigh the two things?" He holds a hand out to the side and the Chirurgeon gently places one of its arms with a hypodermic needle in the palm, like an obedient pet. "As for my brothers' greed for exposing themselves to ever more extreme levels of sensation just to be closer to the monster they worship … I've given up trying to take a moral high ground over it. They are what they are and you have to work with what you have. It gives me the opportunity to keep them on a rein, as most of them still have enough brains to know that you don't bite off the hand that feeds you with chemicals. And in principle, an effective - or at least highly dysfunctional - Third Legion is also in my interest. For as much as Abaddon needs my services, he won't admit it. It's a complicated balance. Which is why a lot of, albeit unwilling, allies never hurts. I hate this political manoeuvring - but no matter how far I run, it catches up with me. The past catches up with me." He smiles humourlessly. "Which would certainly be a reason to crave drugs, to have at least a little escape. But I'm certainly not going to give up the control I have over my mind just for a little illusion. No foothold for the monsters."

[40kmemes]

“If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo down through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy.” -- Fabius Bile

[immanueldid]

If you're up for it, could you please do Fabius Bile is "That's a Puzzle"?

I may return and refine this one a bit more.

[mannfred-did-nothing-wrong]

Lady Savona, from Primogenitor & Clonelord @twelfth-millennial-narcissism