!QqL8nX9URE 07/28/11(Thu)02:43 No.15730507|
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Deciding to face the intrusive noisemakers, you prepare yourself, in case they haven't accepted ROBOUTE GUILLIMAN as their SPIRITUAL LIEGE.
You grab the nearest pot of ULTRAMARINES blue, skolling it in one and feeling the burning fury of your battlebrothers in your lungs. The power and purity of MACCRAGE herself fills you, and your plasma cannon stands ready yet again, unrelenting in its urge to punish those who refute the divine right of MARNEUS CALGAR to be ROBOUTE GUILLIMAN in disguise.
You ready yourself, picking up your mighty Xacto powersword encrusted with ULTRAMARINE iconography and blue paint. And lobbing your blood angels librarian dreadnought (painted blue of course, as they have accepted ROBOUTE GUILLIMAN as their SPIRTUAL LIEGE) over the wall as the CODEX ASTARTES mandates as part of the STEEL RAIN doctrine.
Last minute checks for drop commence: weapons armed. Powerfist, power sword, pants down to bring ULTRAPENIS to bear.
You break through the mighty cardboard walls of MACCRAGE, demanding to know who insults the legacy of the ULTRAMARINES in a series of thrusts, grunts and cries of ULTRAROBOUTE.
Before you stand 2 people, dressed in black and white, and armed, though not as mightily as yourself. Black templars surely... maybe they have come to submit to the might of MACCRAGE and accept ROBOUTE GUILLIMAN as their SPIRITUAL LIEGE?