Collab part 1Laic sat quietly in her chambers, the smell of incense and candles strong in the air while she meditated. She sat cross legged apon a large pillow made especially for her meditations. They would be arriving at the rendezvous point with the Moshathra soon and she wanted to make some final preparations before they arrived. Her eyes closed, she focused her mind to become one with Cetanu. She had disabled everything that could possibly disrupt her while she worked. But a sudden sharp clanging at her portal caused her snarl to angrily. Who dare intrude on her meditations so impetuously! "Come!" she growled, fully prepared to tear off the arm of whoever had interupted her. She stood and turned, she was wearing nothing but a medallion around her neck, to see the wrech.Collab part 110 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
But she calmed when she saw it was ship's counselor, F'lar. She rather liked the small and frail appearing male. Many called him an ooman with a pretty face, she could see how he had recieved that nickname. I remember hearing h
Where Lie LiesLove be not proud; for those who might call thee divineWhere Lie Lies6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or lovely are not so. Will you ever offer
Your light to the worthiest? You enjoy to shine
Where poison and mud are melting. Foolish miser!
Rewarding ignorance, arising cowardice,
- You deceiver! You're nothing but the hugest lie
To the gods. I am not longing to roll your dice
Anymore. Weakness and fear, fetters and noose die!
Are not for me. I'm not like you, common human:
My fate will note be bound to one simple orphan.
For to embrace the world in its whole purity,
Your heart has to be true and your eyes to peer through
The mists of human kind. Do not be mislead, though :
I love you more than your love now, I'm truly free!
Union - LyricsLoneliness is what I feelUnion - Lyrics6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Though, I just need you
To chase all the ghosts I fear
I have to go through
This ordeal of dreams
Joy's not what it seems!
My life's a taste of Hell
But Heaven's all around
Why, Oh why, Samael
Did you waken my soul?
Unseen by the ones I love
I've got so much time
To think and to stroke the dove
Could this dream be mine?
Meadows are at reach
When Hell we beseech
My life's a taste of Hell
But Heaven's all around
Why, Oh why, Samael
Did you waken my soul?
Being the loving one
Means being all alone
Caring for everyone
Now who cares for your soul?
Incinerate our Hell
Build Heaven together
Break our protective shell
We will be even greater!
Warhammer 40k PrimerThe Warhammer 40k Primer: describing the numerous factions and races in the Warhammer 40k universeWarhammer 40k Primer7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
By- Kingdoms Shield
It is The 41 millennium. For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods, and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die.
Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battle fleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the manifestation of the Emperors will. Vast armies give battle in his name on uncounted worlds. Greatest among them are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineere
Ragged Edges: Prologue//////FILE INFORMATION\Ragged Edges: Prologue7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
++++FILE NAME ----- Recovered Video Log: Altyracivus Disaster, M41, VOLUME XIX++++
++++ARCHIVED BY ---- Milena Sonas, INQUISITOR, ORDO XENOS++++
++++ARCHIVAL DATE ---- 6 125 818.M41++++
++++FILE TYPE ---- Pict recording (Recording length: 2 Minutes, 22 seconds.)++++
++++ADDITIONAL NOTES ---- File transmitted from Inquisitorial Storm trooper Erik Litterk, Presumed KIA. Recovered from Strike Cruiser Malleus Benedicto records after incident.++++
++++SECURITY LEVEL ---- INQUISITORIAL VIEWAGE ONLY.++++
VIEWER SECURITY PASSCODE ---- ***************
The screen became black as the file buffered, then, after a few moments, it turned green again, and then the pict began playing.
It was being recorded from a camera mounted to a soldiers helmet. It shook and blurred with each step he took, until he came to a complete stop. It shook again, as he looked around. There was an unusual dark tint to the video, and th
158 Ways to Annoy your Opp.158 Ways to Annoy Your Opponent (in Warhammer 40k)158 Ways to Annoy your Opp.8 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. In a 1500 point game, pull out a 2000 point army and claim its only 1500.
2. Put a name tag on every single one of your troops, as you move say (ex: "Ok Bob. Move here and kill him")
3. Put Sisters of Battle heads on some of your units and put them off to the side. Claim that they're cheerleaders.
4. Instead of rolling the dice to see what number you get, roll them at enemy units and if you hit one, cheer and claim you killed it.
5. Make your terrain a checker/chess board.
6. Halfway through the game claim your miniatures are tired and need a rest.
7. Field a teddy bear and claim its stats are all 10 (except save, which is 1)
8. Throw a dice at your opponents forehead. Wait for him to complain and say what you got on the dice. (Ex: "Ow! What the hell did you do that for!?" "I GOT A 5!!!")
9. When the opponent wants to start the game, just stare at him.
10. Bring cheerleaders to cheer you on (ex: "Go, Bob, go! You can do
A 40K ChristmasTwas the night before ChristmasA 40K Christmas9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and all through the barracks
not a creature was stirring not even the ferrets.
The servitor stalked through the hallways with care
as though in fear they may be mauled by a bear.
The Space Marines all tucked in tight in their bunks,
dreaming of blowing the 'nids into chunks.
When all of a sudden there arose a great clatter,
I called an Inquisitor to look into the matter.
I ran to the hanger, Laspistol in hand,
and saw a red Thunderhawk with a single white band.
From it there walked a man clad in red,
no sign of a helmet atop his great bearded head.
He carried a sack filled with hundreds of boxes,
and for a moment my fear fell upon poxes,
but then he laughed, in a great 'belly-laugh',
knocking me down, out of reach of my staff.
And then in a time no more than a heartbeat,
he drew out a present and laid it at my feet.
He made his way past the security beams,
giving presents to soldiers who were deep in their dreams.
When he w
Ragged Edges Chapter 7VIIRagged Edges Chapter 76 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Only a fool angers a predatory beast."
- Old Imperial adage
The Commissar could feel herself fading in and out of consciousness. The world which surrounded her seemed completely distant, and all sound was deafened by her own infinitely loud heartbeat, and heaving sobs whose feminine source she did not see.
She was certain she had received a major concussion and was bleeding, but she felt no pain in fact, she felt nothing.
Her own unreliable sense of sight told her she was on her hands and knees. She made an effort to stand, which failed quickly as her legs refused to work properly; she guessed they were shattered.
She looked about. Her blurred gaze told her the clouds in the sky had turned red in the fury of war. Around her, corpses laid, drained of blood by horrific injuries.
In spite of the near-uselessness of her eyes, she could identify quite clearly the remains of Major Lockwood, pallid, blankly staring. Heaped over her was another
Warhammer 40K Fan Fiction...The creation of a new armoured vehicle for the Adeptus AstartesWarhammer 40K Fan Fiction...8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
AUTHOR: Brother Techmarine Kavador, Mentors Chapter
SUBJECT: Project Fire-Wolf
RECIPIENT: The Grand Magus of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars
My Lord Magus, as you are aware Project Fire-Wolf has commenced, the primary tests of these new Astartes vehicles have so far exceeded our expectations and we are prepared to officially announce the arrival of these new experimental assets within our force. There is concern though amongst my senior commanders that the primary weapon is not powerful enough, it does not reach the distance required to cause any major impact within the field of battle, and therefore we request that this is rectified should the vehicle see active service.
It is of course hopeful that it will indeed see service within the Adeptus Astartes, though I am sure to begin with it will be with limited numbers. Until the testing of this
Ragged Edges Chapter 5VRagged Edges Chapter 57 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
VISIONS OF DAMNATION
Knights Teutonic Grand Master Heront Klavier, responding to a claim that 500 Marines isnt strong enough for a chapter
Somebody down on the streets shouted. Screamed was a more accurate description of the sound. Lockwood rose to her feet. She practically jumped at the sound of explosions.
She hurried over to the edge of the roof, and peered over the tall railing. Guardsmen were firing further down the street. Several were simply running.
There was a sound, like a thunderous roar, and a moment later a portion of the street exploded as an enormous bolt round crashed into it, blasting apart a lowly soldier as well.
Lockwood hurried back into the building and down the stairs. She needed to get to her men, she needed to organize them!
She needed to-
As she exited out the front, she decided she needed to turn and run back in.
At the other end of the street, las rounds bouncing off its white armor without so much as even marking
Ragged Edges: Chapter 1IRagged Edges: Chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tales are told of the heroic, they who do the greatest in His name. Come forth, my brothers, for this is where your tale begins.
-Opening to The Devotion of Steel, Chaplain Morian
The Aquilas engines screamed with the full fury of a beast as it flew over the countryside. It slowed on the approach to Port Seelen, allowing for the servitors to pass handshake codes to the port security. It came to a halt over its designated pad, deploying its legs as it lowered down. With a bump, it landed. The passenger bay slid down out of the jet black hull, pressurized air hissing as it was vented. A full detachment of Inquisitorial storm troopers, as well as the ports chief of security, had gathered to greet the passengers. As the bay door rose, they folded their hands to their chests in the symbol of the Imperial Aquila. Out of the craft stepped Ordo Xenos Inquisitor Tobias Levy, who returned the greetings, and then, with his arms fol
Ragged Edges: A MemoryFATHERRagged Edges: A Memory7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Michael J. Raege had been waiting for this moment nine months.
Nine months had passed since his beloved Milessa had become pregnant with his child. Hed been so proud, that almost immediately after, he had conducted a clairvoyance to foresee the childs fate. He was certain it would be a boy, and that boy would grow into a strong man, an Imperial Guard officer of the highest quality.
His friend over in the Adeptus Astra Telepathica, Kryl, had warned him not to take the results too seriously, that they might be wrong. He would have none of that. He was the best psyker on Kuluth! There was a reason why he was the advisor of Lord General Ranc! He was never wrong!
He and Milessa spent weeks discussing what they would name the boy. Conrad, they decided. He would, without a doubt, grow to be a soldier. One that would bring the Raege family name to the highest of prestige, one that would set the banner of his regiment among the thousands of others honored enough to sta
The Orks of Tam'urt PrologueThe Orks of Tam'urt Prologue7 years ago in Humor More Like This
The Orks of Tam'urt
If yer waz ter evuh ask someones what does Orkses do best, den yer prob'ly get dis: "Dey fights real good!" 'N, "Dey'z real good at bashin', stabbin', stompin', chompin' an' dey'z mean, too!"
Yup. We lives ter fight, we does! Da whole lot'v us, from da runts to da big squig eataz, like da big WAAGH!! Boss and dem Nobz! Hur, hur Even all da way ta dis 'ere muck 'ole planet. Even if it means fightin' uver Orkses. Anyways, if yer like, can I tellz ya a story? If ya can't read den SHUT YA YAP 'OLE! (Coz dis is a story abouts stabby, bashy, explody, shooty, funny stuffs but mostly it's 'bout how we wentz to da big WAAAAGH!!). It all started like dis
Prologue: 'Ow It All Began
Say of Da Day: "I's'll make somefin' ta shut ya gab, how's dat sound?" Grug (aka "Grudge")
Mumzy was very good at telling other Orks (and their cousin species) what to do; she was an extremely large Nob who was more than capable of putting even the most
Hopey's Flight - Chapter 1Hopey's Flight - Chapter 15 years ago in Profiles More Like This
//by Brett Parsons (VulpineHero)
//Hopey © Zaruchen
A recent rain left the city feeling even more damp and mildewed than usual. Puddles gathered
on the decaying sidewalks and in the potholes of the street. The wet ground reflected the light of the
overhead electric signs with hazy and dull splotches of color. What few cars were on the street at this
hour drove slowly to avoid the dilapidated sections of the road.
Hopey backed into the door to the 24-hour market and pushed it open with her hips, knocking
the bell on the lintel. As she stepped onto the street, she pulled in a deep breath of muggy air. The
humidity was tangible even through her fur. She adjusted the bag of groceries in her grasp and headed
back to her apartment, glancing sideways at a couple low-born humans lurking outside the market.
They had enough metal on their faces to almost be considered augmented high-born. Hopey made a
show of checking the time on her glove computer as she passed by to avoid
Guardian of the Heart:part 1Snow gently drifted through the sky, it was almost like it was dancing a beautiful waltz with the wind. They danced in such a perfect harmony, a dance of true love between two different elements. It always felt like a dream when I watched the snow fall to the ground. Wind and snow were truly meant to be together as such beauty could never be a mistake. I always envied those two elements as they managed to find their perfect match where as I never could.Guardian of the Heart:part 16 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
'Hey dyke! It's time to get up and go to school!' my step dad yelled at me. He always called me things like that; ever since I opened up about my sexuality he never used my name but rather called me things like 'dyke' and 'lezzy'. He had always been homophobic, he was the reason I denied myself the truth for so long. I only managed to get the courage to come out of the closet because of my mother; she was just so open minded and knew how to keep my step dad in check. She was the one who told me to be honest with myself and she was right
EPIC HAIKU QUESTION-A-THON"Just three days behind -EPIC HAIKU QUESTION-A-THON8 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Better late than never, right?
Have a platypus!" <3
"My friend, your cat is
Flying through the stratosphere,
Chasing flying fish."
Day 2: (Needed two for this one! xD)
"The cake tells untruths
Because it didn't get loved
In its sad childhood.
Its mission in life
Is to deceive others, but
All it wants is love!"
Day 3: (Points if ye get the reference in this one!)
"A wizard's beard is
As precisely as long as
He means it to be!"
Ode to the sweet stuff:
Chocolate has a bash on tongues.
It's better than sex
Ah, Freddie, my dear,
Wherefore comes thy dandiness?
Gotta be the 'stache. <3
Sugar highs are fun,
But won't make your rocket go!
... Er, that came out wrong.
Day 7: (>D THIS ONE NEEDED TO BE A LIMERICK!)
Shalafi doth think it quite fun
To cause madd'ning bunnies to run
For Raist needs no clone,
He kicks ass alone,
Because THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!
X-Ray eyes see all;
But they still can't see what life
Is really here for.
Throne Agent, V.I-1IThrone Agent, V.I-15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Trojus, Ixaniad Sector
Dig. Dig. Dig.
That was what he had been ordered to do, and so he did it.
Dig. Dig. Dig.
The word lingered on his mind - it was the only thing he could think about as he dug out the shallow grave.
Dig. Dig. Dig!
The more he thought about it, the more his anger and his grief boiled over. He was not used to coping with these emotions; never before had he needed to.
He gasped as he lobbed the final load of soil into the pile, and then climbed up out of the hole. He let the shovel fall from his hands, and stared back at the corpse. She looked so ugly, with the gas mask on, so completely uniform; simply another dead soldier. He dropped to his knees beside her, and with shaking hands, he slowly put his hands on her helmet; he cautiously slid it off her head, as though she were only sleeping. For a second, he entertained that thought - yes! Only sleeping!
He moaned as the
40k - For the Greater Good....There is an odd sensation. And I can feel it with every sense. The burning touch of the unknown, fiery fingertips stroking my very essence. It is not strange anymore, for it happens every single morning.40k - For the Greater Good....7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I awake, and immediately the dark shadow is upon me, the warmonger, urging me further down the path I began walking all those years ago. Hatred, suffering and fear. These are the prime feelings of me and my people now. But we endure this for a grand purpose, a purpose that is truly the Greater Good - a purpose that says everyone can be what he wants to be. Everyone can choose his own path.
"But do you really believe every being has the right to decide it's own faith?" the dark shadow asks me.
The right? Has every being the right to decide it's own faith? Yes. Yes, everyone has the right. It is in the nature of the living creature to survive. The end justifies
Throne Agent, V.I-2IThrone Agent, V.I-25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Bloodfall V, Hazeroth Sub
"Shas'vre, new activity from the vessel."
Shas'vre M'yen narrowed his red eyes; his mouth wrinkled into a frown. He turned to the sensor-operator. "What is it now?" he asked in Low Gothic - it was the Commander's policy to have his men speak in the Human language, so as to better interact... especially in situations like this one.
"They're sending down a shuttle," the sensor-operator said, excitedly.
"It's about time," M'yen hissed, hefting his pulse carbine as he stepped towards the airlock. "Get ready to check them," he said to the surrounding Fire Warriors, all clad in the same uniform of blue-gray and ruby. He was never easy about arms deals.
After a few minutes of patient waiting, M'yen spied the sensor-operator grow anxious again. "They've landed! Picking up several individuals getting off... grouping suggests they've got heavy cargo."
"That's our thrones gelt," M'yen sob
Throne Agent, V.V-1VThrone Agent, V.V-14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When Losa entered, she found the Master reclined in his throne and surrounded by his holoscreen dome. One screen was from a hull-mounted pict recorder, magnified and focused to watch a meteor shower impacting the nearby planetoid; another holoscreen looked over a hangar, where a squad of crewmen patrolled the narrow spaces between the racks of stored Hell Blades.
When Losa stepped up to the outer ring around the Master's throne, several screens flashed and changed to blurry human faces, all of them staring at her.
"What is it?" the Master spoke, his voice bounding off the walls.
"I just finished with my inspection. I heard that the Marine's vessel was spotted on the outskirts of the system "
One of the screens directly in front of Vok went dark, and then began to flash a string of text.
Losa tilted her head and slowly, cautiously approached. "What is-"
"A conversation which I was not meant to see." Another screen turned
Blighted"One of the greatest diseases is to be nobody to anybody."Blighted3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
- Brother Quinrel, Missionarus Galaxia
Nurgle’s love was humanity’s bane. Those in suffering turned to the Plague Lord for relief and succor. Bloating with concern, necrotic arms embracing sore-covered flesh, pus-heavy lips kissing the pain away; Nurgle’s love was boundless. Under the power of the Lord of Decay, death was nothing. The transience of life passed, and under Nurgle’s paternal gaze, bloomed in to something greater. Souls taken in the Grandfather’s name were well-cared for spirits. Let the Imperium’s clergy preach their hopeless doctrines. Papa Nurgle was the most involved of any deity in the plight of mortals. He answered when no one else would.
Typhus was Nurgle’s herald. In a galaxy bereft of the Emperor’s fatherly protection, Typhus spread the epidemic of freedom unto the Imperium. Host of the Destroyer Hive, Typhus endured, unloved and unwelcomed by t
Ragged Edges Chapter 8VIIIRagged Edges Chapter 86 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
DANCING IN THE DARK
"We deal death in the cover of darkness, of shadow. We revel in its power. We are a species of the night."
Teaching of the Imperius Policae Assassin-Cult
"So where have you been since you left Cadia?"
"Quiet." Lockwood hissed, scanning over the path with her flash-torch.
"Oh come on," Jacobi said "I somehow doubt we're going to run into a vicious monster that tracks its prey by the sound of their voice."
Lockwood stopped, and directed her flash-torch back at Jacobi's face; he shielded his one eye from it with his hand, while the augmetic left eye was, of course, unaffected. "No, but I don't think we want security to hear us wandering around with guns out." The Major whispered.
"Fair enough." Jacobi mumbled, and looked on ahead: His right eye was entirely useless in this situation, but the loss of his left eye had blessed him with a bionic replacement capable of viewing in different spectrums. The hall ahead was devoid of activity. It
Warhammer: The Great CrusadeWarhammer 40000: The Great CrusadeWarhammer: The Great Crusade4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Horus was never swayed by Chaos, so Lorgar had to do his Heresy alone
Only the Night Lords, the Eclipse and the White Crusaders joined Lorgar
Horus led the Sons of Horus, World Eaters, Emperor's Children and Iron Hands at the Word Bearer homeworld, while the Ultramarines, Blood Angels, Space Wolves and Thousand Sons stroke against Kor Phaeron near Ultramar; Imperial Fists, Death Guard, Alpha Legion and Iron Warriors attacked the Night Lords, and the Raven Guard, White Scars and Salamanders went against the Eclipse and the White Crusaders
The Traitors are defeated at the Holy Terra and Chaos is severely weakened
Codex Astartes is altered heavily by the Emperor, before being put to use by Roboute Guilliman
The Tyranid and Ork invasions cause less damage, thanks to the large numbers of Space Marines
STCs are discovered on worlds and the Imperium becomes more advanced and 'orderly' (plasma weapons w