I Need To Look Into This Concept.

Silly, bots are.

If you ever meet someone on the internet claiming they're from the USA, watch out because they're most likely an AI bot. nobody in the US can afford an internet connection (because they're so poor) and even if they could their schools are so underfunded they couldn't even know how to use the internet

I thought the Custodes were supposed to have the finest equipment the Imperium could supply.

warhammer fact of the day:

did you know? the Sabbat-pattern helmet used by the Sisters Militant of the Adepta Sororitas was designed with a liftable visor so that they can kiss and make out with each other while wearing it (they may have to tilt their heads a little).

this is true and canon. verified information.

I like this perspective on what a dream job is. I'd probably still do what I want to do now: find new, improved ways of blowing up massive amounts of explosives in a vaguely controlled manner with people on top of them.

The people who say shit like "I don't dream about labour" when asked about their dream job make me sad. It's not their fault and it's an obvious conclusion to come to in the environment that we live in, but they really do seem to make no difference between work, and being exploited. You do want to work, it is inherent human nature to want to do things, you just don't want to slave for shit wages while making profit for someone else.

If art wasn't an option and I didn't have to worry about being profitable, I know what I would be doing: Keep a little shop selling secondhand-thirdhand buttons and buckles.

Thrift shops and secondhand stores could dump (or sell, whatever) their unsold and unwanted goods to me, and I could spend all day going through the heaps and picking them apart, plucking the still-perfectly-good buttons, zippers and buckles out of discarded things with threadbare fabrics and sell them.

Probably also making those little trinket storage boxes out of hollowed-out books. By hollowing out books that nobody wanted or read.

Google Astolfo.

If female space marines aren't canon then explain HER^

He's too pretty for helmets.

Sanguinius I love you but where the fuck is your helmet 😭

A mix of the fact that Russbis looking for some "tree of life" and the fact that GW often feels like it's doing everything it can to ignore xeno factions.

Ok gotta know where the fuck in the 40K community did this idea that specifically Leman Russ is gonna rescue Isha from Nurgle

Sauce for art.

I spent a lot of time handcuffed and in a cage in high school, for a charity bit the grocery store I worked at would do

the bit was that I was "put in jail for having too big a heart" and customers could donate to my bail to get me out (and the money would go to a children's hospital or something)

now. I was very clearly a teenaged employee handcuffed inside a large cage. and I would honestly tell people that I had been in there for hours. and people would say, that's terrible! that's awful! and I would show them my wrists red from the tight handcuffs, and say but I'm sooooooo close to making bail.

and then they would dump some cash in the basket, I'd thank them, and they'd walk away.

and every so often, one of the managers would come by and collect some of the cash, so I could keep being soooooo close to making bail.

I was very good with this bit. Parents with small kids would pay $5-10 if I told their children I had been placed in jail for not cleaning my room/doing my homework, etc. For people in their 20s, I'd threaten that I was very bad at playing the harmonica, but I WOULD play it and we'd all suffer unless they paid me. and for the most amount of money, older men in suits would almost always pay $20s if I avoided eye contact and stammered a lot.

eventually, the managers started to feel bad because I was in the cage so fucking long and often, that I'd need someone to brace me when I got out because I'd have no feeling in my legs. wobbling like a newborn giraffe.

but I would also rake in at LEAST $100 an hour in charity.

so they were like, hey champ. can we, uh, give you a pillow to sit on. in the cage. would you like a pillow so you're not just sitting on a cold metal slab. can we give you a pillow.

and I had to explain to them that if they gave me a pillow, people would think I was more comfortable, so they wouldn't feel as bad, so I'd bring in less money.

the compromise was that they'd bring me a nice coffee every couple hours, which I would have to try to block with my body from the customers.

all this money went to charity. that's what the money was for. it's what was on the sign. but how much they were willing to pay was very contingent on how comfortable I looked, never mind the fact that I was still a teenaged employee handcuffed inside a cage.

and out of the dozens of shifts I did this on, not ONCE did ANYONE say, hey kid I'm going to go talk to your manager because what the fuck is going on here. they would just drop money in the basket, and I'd thank them and sip from my secret drink.

I actually had people get MAD at me that I told them I was far away from bail, they donated like $15, and then 20 minutes I got let out because my shift ended.

again. the money was for charity. it was on the sign that was very clearly placed on the upper half of my cage.

so yeah. even when people think they mean well. people can be really, really fucking stupid.

Slaanesh is the god of obsession and excess, first and foremost.

What is a Space Marine most likely going to become obsessed with? Battle.

A whole chunk of the legion probably went the same route as Eidolon, doing whatever off-the-rails experiments on augmenting themselves to become better marksmen or swordsmen or whatever else (side note: sniper marines aren't done enough as a concept). They didn't do this because they were worse than the average marine from other legions, they did this because they wanted to be better than everyone around them.

Also, in Fulgrim, we see how Space Marines react to arousal in the Maraviglia. What do they do? They start killing the people around them.

The Flanderization of Slaanesh is one of the worst things to happen to the Emperor's Children's characterization. Slaanesh is not the god of sex.

everyone thinks EC are pushover stupid self absorbed weaklings and I think if that’s how you conceptualize us hust because we like partying and body modification and music and drugs. if you think we aren’t still the poets and artists and musicians and composers and so much more under all that. Fuck you. Genuinely fuck you. I hate you. We’re not stupid we’re not stupid perverts can you please take us fucking seriously

Sure, go ahead.

I swear, if I hear *one more person* simplify fulgrim to just "yassss queen slay" I am going to break something. He's such an interesting, tragic and relatable character and I wish people didn't simplify him to "haha pretty boy".