Legion Smack Talk Thread

[Komrk]

 

I will always choose death before dishonor.

 

And I will tell you again Night Lord, I also chose my own enslavement. We are all free to turn, some of us simply did not. You would claim that your betrayal created your diversity and yet you are ignoring the very recent past. It has been a long time since the legions have been the same. Each one has its strengths and weaknesses, strategies that it prefers and even different weapons of war and yet you claim that before you betrayed that which you were sworn to defend, you were the same as the sons of Dorn or Sanguinius. I have become what I desire. I am loyal and fight on my own terms. I have no wish for excess or bloodshed.

 

Were it that I could change the galaxy as I saw fit. And yet is that not the same idea that lured you to your betrayal? Power corrupts and I feel that if I could change the galaxy at a whim, I would no longer care for that which I am sworn to defend.

[Brother Ambroz]

Here we go again, this thing you cling to so vehemently, this so called honor. What will it get you in the end? A slow and painful death as the galaxy burns around you. So be it.

 

Cousin, when I referred to the nine legions, I meant the difference in what they have become. World eaters raging for blood and Emperor's children with their perversities doing gods alone know what.

 

Power can be influential, true but not all of us followed Horus for that reason alone. Some of us were simply tired of the emperor. We are the obvious example, but look at Perturabo and his sons. Was it power that corrupted them?

[Conn Eremon]

Here we go again, this thing you cling to so vehemently, this so called honor. What will it get you in the end? A slow and painful death as the galaxy burns around you. So be it.

 

Cousin, when I referred to the nine legions, I meant the difference in what they have become. World eaters raging for blood and Emperor's children with their perversities doing gods alone know what.

 

Power can be influential, true but not all of us followed Horus for that reason alone. Some of us were simply tired of the emperor. We are the obvious example, but look at Perturabo and his sons. Was it power that corrupted them?

XIX

 

Perturabo, who condemned a tenth of his newfound sons to death for the crime of not being good enough? The Iron Warriors Legion, who felt misused and overlooked because they were not in every holovid or winning every accolade? The Primarch and Legion who turned to the Warmaster's cause because of the simple promise of turning all that around?

 

Yes, I would definitely call the IV Legion and its sire as having been corrupted by power. Their perceived lack of it, and their unbecoming desire for it.

 

And have they won it? Will the Iron Warriors be free from the mud and grime of constant war? Has their sire, the ill-born mongrel of an Emperor's son, achieved the attention he so craved? Has he broken free of his fate, or is he nothing more than a tool owned by another?

 

Did our blood give them anything, anything at all? Or did they just enslave themselves further to even more uncaring master?

[Loesh]

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I'd say that it's rather hard to be more uncaring then the Emperor, under him we've been little more then tools for war and destruction. I can sympathize to a degree with Perturbo for the treatment from his brothers was unjust, including from Corax who made his disdain for the Iron Warriors quite well known! It would of been easy, so easy, for the Iron Warriors to join with the loyalist legions and yet you pushed him away, it was not a mere matter of power you see, you took away the mans pride in himself and his legion. They may still bear the slogging weight of war but now they do it on their own terms and the ability to do it how they want. For you see, it's not actually that hard to treat them ten times better then the other side.

 

I love it when they loyalists do the work for us!

[BassWave]

 

 

"As a member of the Emperors Children, I only have one piece of advice for the greater Imperium and especially the Iron Hands."

 

*Puts on his helmet*

 

"Don't lose your head."

"Ah yes, the same old quip."

 

The gaze of his single, cyclopean visor -- probably bionic; no, definitely, bionic -- turned to rest on the latest arrival from the hated Third.

 

"Better to lose one's head then one's soul, I suppose."

The Tartoros clad astartes joined his Cataphractii clad brother at his side.

 

"Tiresome is it not? Then again, worms hardly have the thinking capacity to come up with anything original. That's all the Third will be. A legion of worms, feasting on dirt and excrement, not fit to see the light of day."

 

"You traitors all speak of enslavement and freedom. The fact that you use these archaic terms shows how hopelessly ignorant you all are. Every human in the galaxy has an obligation to do their part to ensure not only the survival of the species, but to ensure its rule in the galaxy. Eons ago, our species crawled out of the mud and we fought tooth and nail to the top of the food chain. Eventually we conquered Terra for ourselves. The Emperor was trying to guide us to do the same with the galaxy. All humans have a purpose, from the lowly forge worker, to the mighty titan princeps. We are all cogs in the glorious machine that is the human race. Sacrifices must be made to ensure that the machine keeps moving. That means putting aside trivial things such as freedom."

 

A cyber familiar drifted before its master, displaying a holographic image of the galaxy along with a display of constantly changing information.

 

"Even now, as the heresy rages on, the myriad of xenos have taken advantage of our weakness and are mobilizing to steal territory that is rightfully humanity's. All because you refused to fulfill your obligations. You would still be crawling around in the mud had the Emperor not remade you and given you purpose."

[Loesh]

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Oh don't get your mechandendrites in a twist! it's not my fault that the third stands at least a shoulder above some people here!

 

Yes, yes, yes, crawled out of the mud, going to rule the galaxy, secure the right that belongs to all humans to rule! All very noble goals for us I agree, however we do not need the frivolous Emperor and his lapdogs to direct us. Believe me i'm quite well aware of the Xenos threat, and the third in particular have some delightful things planned for them! It's a shame you'll not live long enough to see any of them, but they are quite grand I assure you.

 

We'll not need the Emperor where we plan to take humanity, for it shall achieve the closest thing to perfection without him and in short order we'll reconquer everything that is lost. Indeed, we'll do it at such a rate as to make the great crusade look absolutely pitiful by comparison! We just need to remove the cancers in our leadership, heads have to roll you understand.

[Conn Eremon]

XIX

 

Always so quick to blame others. Who accepted Corax? Who was his brother? Who celebrated his victories or explained away his defeats? Anyone? But you don't see the Raven turning his coat. Corax found his Legion and felt disappointment. Did he condemn them to death as Perturabo did? No. Horus did, interestingly enough.

 

Corax chose his path and walked it, no matter the disappointment and regret. Perturabo chose, and wailed at the decision, blaming others for it.

 

And what decision was that? They cast off the imaginary chains of a higher cause greater than all of us, all so that they could become nothing more than slaves of powers they do not understand, and who care nothing for them. You call the Emperor uncaring. He was driven. Dedicated. Blind to much, ignorant of too much about those under him. Human, and all that entails. But he did care. His goal was too important to him to not care about those that were achieving it for him.

 

But what did he trade such a lord for? A brother that only wanted Perturabo to further his own glory? Powers alien and anathema to everything that is human, who use us like overgrown children playing with toys?

 

Oh yes, delude yourselves into thinking that you are all somehow better off.

[Kol Saresk]

Iron Hand, there is more to the galaxy than te material realm. The galaxy is a two-sided coin with one side being the creation we live in and the other, being the Empyrean, the Sea of Souls, the Well of Creation.

 

And yet you would master none of it. Humanity cannot amd will not be Ascendant as long as it denies the Truth of the Warp! And that is where the Emperor has failed. He lied to us, telling us the warp was inconsequential, that it was nothing more than a method of travel and communication. And then he attempted to harness this power by himself.

 

These Powers that live there, they might not be Gods but they have the ability to shape entire worlds!

 

Only a fool would sit there and deny the use of such power! And the Emperor, the fool he was, tried to keep such power to himself. This power can only be tamed by the whole of Humanity acting as one, with one heart, with one mind, with one soul! An any who woul dissent must be purged from our species for the good of all! That is what the Aurelian saw during his Pilgrimage. And when the Chosen King rises up to lead all of us to reclaim the Imperium we bought with our blood, you will see the error of your ways and behold the majesty of a true Imperium of Man Ascendant!

[Loesh]

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Alien and anathema? Only the foolish would claim that the warp is not part and parcel of our being, of who we are, your kind tries so hard to resist Chaos because it is within you and you cannot free yourselves of it for it is not Chaos but instead the Emperor who is anathema. There is nothing more natural nor more human, and without the Emperor to blind us to ourselves we can embrace who we truly are! The gods are loving in their own special way and instill with us a passion and dedication that makes the Emperors pale by comparison.

 

Corax was a particularly awkward person by all accounts, but neither was he a particularly hated person by his brothers. Indeed, the most I can think of is a rivalry with the White Scars that was more friendly then vicious. I DO believe that Horus is a credit absorbing blowhard from what I have observed he hasn't treated particularly bad by comparison, at least of late.  

[BassWave]

The son of the Gorgon cocked his head in faux confusion in regards to the purple legionnaire.

 

"For someone who boasts of revelling in new experiences, you truly are a bore. If you expect a reaction from my brothers, at least get new material. Or do you require a possessed microphone to do the work for you?"

 

"As for you, Word Bearer. You realize that the only reason your "gods" gift you anything is only to lure you in. A classic method of predation used by ambush predators. Once you are sucked dry of any sustenance, you will be discarded like so much refuse. Your prayers and supplications all for naught. When humanity claimed Terra, we did not throw ourselves at the feet of lions, begging for mercy. We created spears and hammers to kill them. Given enough time, we will also craft weapons to kill your precious gods."

[Loesh]

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"Aw, you're not enjoying my stand up routine? Well now i'm feeling guillotine."

[Slips]

 

 

"A saying of old Earth, Brothers. One that would epitomize all of our endeavors as Astartes and the Great Crusade."

 

"No Gods! No Kings! Only Man!"

 

"I will stand with my Brothers of the Xth Legion. Given time, we would have been able to cast down the Dark Beings that Rule the Warp and conquered it as surely as we would have the Material Plane. We would have Been Masters of our own Destiny. Beholden only to Mankind itself and its preservation."

 

"Instead we are left with this debacle of a Civil War and 'Liberation' from the Rule of the Emperor. Detestable. Instead of Unity and Order, we are subject to its namesake, Chaos and Anarchy."

 

(Kudos if you get the Reference! Also, Fear Factory made a song with that line called 'God Eater' :p )

[Conn Eremon]

XIX

 

Neither was Perturabo hated, but for his own actions and attitudes. Once more, blame is shifted everywhere but upon those who deserve it.

 

But you mistake the Warp. It reflects us, but that does not make it us. It twists you, and changes you, just as it was twisted from us and changed far beyond us. It chains you more tightly than you ever thought you were, makes you relish the weight of it, and you thank it while it laughs at your weakness. There are those who mock the Wolves as the Emperor's whipped dogs. What then does that make you? You who take pride and joy in your scars, because you fear the honest shame you know they deserve. You who leap to obey the every whim of the Powers, pretending to believe they care for you because you fear the truth that they don't even notice you.

 

We know no fear, so they tell us. So we tell ourselves. But you put the lie to those words, brother. You, who gave in to fear, and called yourself brave in the act of it. You, who finally realized the one truth everyone else knew as basic sense. That you would never be perfect. And that frightened you. So you hid from it. Redefined it as something base, less than it was. A state of being that you thought you could reach, because man might not always be able to rise above his station, but he sure as hell can fall from it. And yet still, you can't. So you continue to debase yourself, everything. Plummet to ever deeper depths for that unreachable state of false perfection. What will you do, once you finally realize you made the same mistake all over again? When the lie of it is ash in your mouth? Will you look back to the heights where you had once stood, from so far below? Or will you run in fear again, but now with nowhere to go?

 

Will you just curl up and die, as ignominious and inconsequential in death as you were in life?

 

 

((You can tell I suck at this, since so far the only thing Raven Guardy I have said was hate on an Iron Hand and use Corax as an example. Maybe I should swap the XIX to 'Token Loyalist.'))

[Loesh]

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"How about no gods, no Emperors, only man? I think I like that one a little better, for indeed the Chaos 'Gods' are really only a reflection of man, of our inner nature, and humanity is incomplete without them. Now that we're reunited we can properly rule the galaxy as proper men rather then mindless eunuchs to a blind idiotic ruler. Now we're truly ''masters of our own destiny' and no longer beholden to anyone but ourselves. Free to love, learn, and laugh when your humorless brothers can't even enjoy a little self-decapitation!"

 

((Nah you're doing fine, I can see our arguments being neck and neck! ))

[Slips]

(Try another Legion then, Cormac. Can't hurt, this is all for RP's sake after all :p And trust me, its hard being an Imperial Fists Templar with the Quality of Replies we get in this thread xD)

 

 

"Foolish Pleasure-Seeker...You are as free as your Dark God Wishes you to be. No More, No Less. If you were truly free, then break from its Grasp. I Truly doubt you would be able to do so. You are no more a Slave than you say we who stayed true to our Oaths Are."

 

"At least the Emperor, no matter how Human and Flawed he may be, had Humanities Plight at heart. No matter the Means, he sought to Bring Humanity to the Height of its Potential."

 

"You may argue that his methods were not the best but, as is evidenced by recent events, A strong Guiding hand and a true vision is needed to bring such things to fruition. Sadly, the Dark Gods, fearing their own imminent demise at the completion of His Vision did all the could to bring ruin to our Victory. And the Weak Links in the Chain they found, were none but you Traitors."

[Loesh]

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"Again, if I am a slave I neither see it, hear it, or feel it. I have no desire to break it so I see little point in calling it slavery at all. as for the height of our potential...really? is what we were the height of what we could be? if such a thing were true then humanity has little reason to exist much less thrive. What we had was a pale imitation of what we could be, a stumbling mockery of mankind composed of drooling ignorance and an ugly collection of tics and freakish motions that tried to pass itself off as graceful."

 

He snorted, folding his arms.

 

"As far as fear goes? Yes, I held fear close to my heart, when I turned my back on the False Emperor I feared for the future, I feared for myself and my friends, but you know what?

 

It was wonderful!

 

I truly had reason to fear for I now had value to my life, and it was an absolutely exhilarating rush! I understood the terror of death, and fear for those around me, I understood what it meant to have humanity. Where you mistake things is under the assumption that I want your vision of perfection and that my own is somehow false, I would never want to become the blind lumbering thing I used to be again. Now I can truly be something that matters to myself and my battle brothers, not to the Imperium, and not to the False Emperor, yet I know I cannot reach my own vision of perfection...but it does not make me want to die...it makes me try harder, it makes me push the bounds of reality, of my own sensation, to something far beyond what others could possibly feel. Never would I feel such joy before, nor could I laugh so heartily, your brothers are so grim and emotionless you could swear they were at a beheading."

[Castiel]

"The Templar is correct," the Salamander said, nodding his head "The whelps of the Traitor Legions scrabble about, trying to justify their actions, claiming that they were lied to, that it is they who are betrayed and that they simply see more than us. I do not remember breaking my oaths to you, and mine was not one of the Legions that turned and put a knife into the back of those that they had called brothers on the black sands of Istvaan V.

 

It is nothing but empty lies, these 'justifications' you speak. The only truth is that you are selfish, no better than immature children who failed to understand the universe and their place in the grand scheme of Humanity's ascendancy, and so ran to the first thing they could find that gave them any hints of power as an act of rebellion.

 

Do not try to justify the actions and choices you have made, sons of the hated nine, for your actions are indefensible. At least Curze's by-blows are honest enough to admit that their actions are simply selfish."

[Loesh]

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The Son of Fulgrim waved his hand dismissively.

 

"All our actions are selfish, or have you forgotten that the goal of the Great Crusade as humanity ascendant applies only to us? We care only for ourselves, through the Princes embrace I seek to follow the Great Crusades ideals better then the Emperor ever could. Either humanity will ascend past the wretched ignorant thing he has made it, or it'll die screaming.

 

Either way, it's going to be fun."

[Russ Brother 92]

*The MkIII clad breacher hefted his shield... bolter mag-locked to his right thing, turned towards his kinsmen of the Clans, Brannsar and others represented... The dark looks returned confirmed that as a son of Morragul he was an outcast except on the field of war, knowing that his liege-lord was known too much for a glory-hungry, power-mad disposition more in-tune with the sons of Perturabo and Guilleman (sp?) than Ferrus Lord of Medusa...*

"Brothers, I dare not waste my time with the dregs of a forgotten crusade... My Lord Autek-Mor once taught me and my clan-brothers that strength is the true victory, to fight past ones death and to slay despite being slain - these are the ideals I hold to and know that I shall fight with any who will stand beside me, fight as the darkest pit of hell, so dark that even the shatter-spawn will know fear..."

*Turning to the disgraced son of Fulgrim, hatred and disgust burning through his eyes, the 'human' eye a deep sea green, it's companion a fluorescent blood red ringed by the dark steel of augmetics...*

"Child of Fulgrim, you are a disgrace to your own kin, even your humour fails you much like your twisted body and warp-addled mind... At least your kin have given wholly over to the creatures of the warp, you attempt to be a pitiful branch straining against it's own destruction, for your destruction WILL come, that of you, your kin and your lord at the hands of my Legion - the one whose Father you slew, who you FOOLISHLY thought broken... We are the Iron Tenth and we DO NOT BREAK!"

[Legatus]

*Nodding to the Battle Brother of the Xth Legion.*

"And I am sure that even as a poor judge of character you will nonetheless be a powerful ally!"

[Excessus]

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*The wards were finally in place around the half-astartes, leaving the Thousand Son to focus on other, more important matters.*

 

Oh you still loyal to the false Emperor are experts at ganging up on defenseless wretches, as expected from men whose thoughts are still clinging to the great crusade, where this was the norm. Legions team up and rain dropships and fire from the skies to make civilizations compliant. Coexcisting was never an option, nor was it a philosophy that was even considered. Just conquering and destroying.

 

*A thought went back to the great libraries of Prospero, their lore lost to the fires of the Rout. A non-astartes would probably had cried at such a monumental loss, but not he. The bitterness and sorrow continued to live in his hearts though, and would most likely continue to do so until vengeance was had.*

 

We could have learned so much, understood so much about this galaxy and the great ocean. Humanity would have benefitted greatly from the collected lore that Prospero held, or Shike, or other countless planets where certain information was deemed "dangerous" and destroyed.

 

*The rant continues on for what seems like an eternity. The Thousand Son lost in his own thoughts suddenly realizing the situation and cuts off himself. He makes a bowing gesture.*

 

Excuse me for the needless rant, brothers.

 

There is still time for you, my "loyalist" brothers. You still have a choice all the way up to the end...unlike we do with you. Join us and save yourselves!

[Castiel]

"The point of the Astartes was to make the galaxy safe for humanity, to purge the xenos and make our people safe. The point in our creation was sacrifice of self - we live and fight and die so that our species is safe, and when our role is done we disappear. Not the selfish path that you have chosen, trying to tear down Humanity as the servants of the xenos in the warp. Compliance for human colonies was enforced so that humanity could present a united face to the horrors arrayed against it, as the old saying goes 'United we stand, divided we fall'. Yes, this sometimes required the sacrifice of human lives to achieve, but by such hardships we are forged stronger. You traitors claim to be able to see more, that you understand truths that those of us who remain loyal could not. The only truth is that you were to narrow-minded to see the bigger picture, and what the sacrifices we made were supposed to achieve." 

[Excessus]

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You say that united you stand stronger? Whom does the Imperium stand united with? All the other human civilizations have been eradicated! Imagine a galaxy dominated by humanity, not only inhabited by it. With everybody else gone, who would we measure ourselves against to be able to improve? An imperium standing alone as the only human bastion in the galaxy would invite a stagnant and hopeless society.

 

What united humanity before Horus revolution is not the Emperor, but war. Strife drives humanity forward, towards a higher state of being. Denying humanity this is selfish...

 

One of your faults, Salamander, is the fact that you drag all of Horus nine legions alongside each other in your argument. Some of us has actually put some thought behind this, and not just habitually followed the route they took out of loyality, old habit or whatever other reason was to be had. You have a choice as well, and not one that was made for you already.

[Kol Saresk]

XVII Legion, Chapter of the Veiled Warden

 

The role of the Astartes was to be Humanity's jailer. To us it fell to crush them under heel, to destroy their societies, their philosophies and their histories. Our job never would have been completed for there would always be a spark of rebellion waiting to fan into an inferno. Even now, after the Heresy, how many worlds who sided with the False-Emperor who are now breaking away to seek their own destiny? And even now, are you not crushing them under your thumb, regardless of how peaceful they broke away? You know as well as I the answer is yes.

 

That is the Imperium of "Man Ascendant" as the Emperor and the High Lords of Terra dictate it to be: The Imperium of Man Enslaved.

 

You can stand there and pratter on about how one who kept secrets and lied to us about the nature of those secrets was honest, and how you who "have no fear" have courage and how you can lie and say you have honor in the same breath.

 

Go ahead and tell me how I am the one running in fear when you destroy what little Humanity you have left in the hopes it will help you escape the fate of your father and how pure the machine is while being to scared to let go of the very human emotions you hold sacred to your heart.

 

Tell me of the "bigger picture". Do you know how many children my brethren and I of the Ashen Circle have burned to dust because they were in libraries of "heretical information" that taught no more than every human deserving the rights to have liberty and to pursue happiness? Do you know how many frail, old mortals we cut down because they stood between us and the memorials of their ancestors that were deemed "sacrilege" to the Imperial Truth because it resembled a fane?

 

Do not speak to me of our sacrifice. We have sacrificed nothing except those whose bones we marched over to bring Humanity to the Emperor's vision through chains and blood and fire. You are no better than we. But at least we acknowledge the monsters we are. That I will give the VIII Legion. Even the XVIII hide a darkness that goes well with their mutated exterior.

[Castiel]

*The Salamander turned to the Son of Magnus*

 

"For a so called seeker of knowledge you show much ignorance. The other human civilisations were not eradicated, they were incorporated into the Imperium. We were not to stand united with other civilisations as factions, but as a species as a whole. The domination of the galaxy would not have led to stagnation. Without war and strife and the ever present threat of the xenos humanity would be free to pursue advancement without threat, creating things to improve the lifestyles of its people, rather than focussing on the destruction of others.

 

I do lump all the traitor legions together, for traitors you are. I have more sympathy for the Thousand Sons than the others though, for your rebellion was one of survival, following the razing of your world and the hands of Russ's wolves at the machinations of Horus. But do not try to tell me you put thought into becoming a traitor. Of all the legions the Thousand Sons had least choice, and had their path forced upon them.

 

I do have a choice, and I choose to remain true to the ideals for which I was created and the oaths I swore. A galaxy of peace and prosperity for humanity, not the hell of anarchy and death you would drag us into."

 

*He turns to the Word Bearer, a sneer appearing on his face*

 

"As for you, those worlds broke away because they had not had time to be assimilated into the Imperium as a whole and had not yet had a chance to see the benefits it would bring. Your foul rebellion robbed them of that chance, with your cults poisoning their minds with all your talk of "gods". We sought the Imperium of Man where all men lived peaceful and happy lives, the only 'Imperium of Man Enslaved' is the fate you and your ilk would deliver us to, worshipping xenos beings from the warp as you are too fearful to live in a secular and enlightened world without gods.

 

Sacrifice is always necessary, and sometimes, regrettably, those are hard sacrifices to make. However, a Word Bearer has no right to cast aspersions of darkness within others when all that remains of your core is a rotted canker playing at the notion of humanity. Do not pretend to have humanity's best interests in  your shrivelled excuse for a heart, for you no longer have any right to name yourself human."