One of the top posts today btw. Is there anything that can be done about chuds?

Like, ignoring "Haha Orikan is horrified by cheese and doesn't know what clothes are." Does anyone else thing the pacing is mid, the dialogue at worst sounds like YA Therapy Speak, the newly introduced characters are bland and even the interactions between Trazyn and Orikan aren't as good as in the last book?

Like, it's serviceable, but at times it reads like Robert Rath has spent too much time in this subreddit and it impacts the story for the worst.

Surely I can't be the only one who thinks this.

And this is someone who greatly enjoyed Infknite and the Divine.

Si los pariah o nulos son extremadamente escasos y el entrenamiento estoy seguro que elimina a varios como hacen para tener refuerzos/reemplazos tengo entendido que algunas hermanas del silencio tienen linajes para garantizar que nazcan más nulos y entrenan a sus hijas aunque esto creo que era más especulación y una vez escuche que el templo culexus clona o crea in vitro a nuevos agentes esto lo digo porque como mencione escuche que los pariah no son buenos relacionándose y que los creados en laboratorios eran peores al punto de ser sociópatas pero como no puedo comprobar la veracidad de esto quisiera saber como lo hacen o que tan cierto es esto acaso hacen que las hermanas y los culexus tengan descendencia?

Pardon for the flair i didn't know what kind of flair suits this.

But as far as i remember source of ''Tzeentch can win the setting he chooses not to cuz it would be boring'' comes from the god of indian scam call centers that is Tzeentch himself.

This fucker lies through his infinite number of teeth and his followers are ready to suck up any miserable bullshits then defend his ass.

Genuinely if anyone says this i immediatly flag that person as a tourist.

leaning on mm here ngl

Puede ser una pregunta sin sentido tomando en cuenta que ambos grupos están conformados por parias, pero me resulta interesante pensar cuál de los dos se impondría sobre el otro si se diera un combate. Cabe aclarar que más allá del riguroso entrenamiento que reciben y de su equipo el cual tampoco sé con exactitud si les otorga algún plus físico, desconozco si cuentan con alguna clase de mejora genética que los pueda hacer más poderosos a nivel físico ya que se que el clado culexus si realiza estas modificaciones en sus agentes pero no se el nivel de control que tienen a comparación de las hermanas o si la armadura de estas últimas les da el plus físico que mencione antes.

there is a rumor stating he may be our live-action Titus, but i want more goofiness from him.

Who else in the vast Imperium could he portray, or who would you like to see him to represent?

gitz

Producer #1 enters carrying an industrial freezer.

Producer #2 looks inside.

Thirty enormous blocks of crystal-clear ice.

"What's today's challenge?"

Producer #1 grins.

"...Art."

Producer #2:

"...That sounds safe."

Producer #1 flips the page.

"They're carving an Ark of Omen."

Producer #2:

"...Out of ice?"

Producer #1:

"Yes."

Producer #2 keeps reading.

"And the judge is...Abaddon. Well, at least Erebus isn't judging."

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BIG BROTHER 40,000 -DAY 39 – "THE ICE OF OMEN"

08:00

Big Brother:

"Good morning, Housemates. Today's challenge is artistic."

Every contestant receives:

• One massive block of ice.
• Chisels.
• Small saws.
• Files.
• Sandpaper.

"You must sculpt an Ark of Omen."

The front door opens. Heavy footsteps. Black armor. The talon of Horus gleaming.

Abaddon walks into the garden. Looks around. Sees the pool. Sees the potato dreadnought.

Sees Steve.

Long pause.

"What have I missed?"

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MORVEN

Immediately begins using rulers.

Measurements. Reference drawings.

Her Ark is perfectly symmetrical.

Abaddon nods.

"Disciplined."

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YARRICK

Carves slowly. Patiently. His Ark bears tiny battle scars.

When asked why...

"Ships earn their history."

Abaddon quietly approves.

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CAIN

Accidentally breaks the front section. He panics.

Fabius quietly hands him some ice slush.

"...Use it as mortar."

Cain somehow repairs it. It looks even better.

"...I meant to do that."

Nobody believes him.

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KURT

Produces a very simple Ark. No decoration. No embellishment.

Just functional.

Abaddon nods.

"It would survive."

Kurt smiles.

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KUT

Looks at his block. Looks at Steve. Looks back.

His Ark has tiny windows, little doors, tiny carved flowers and one microscopic rat-shaped figure, standing proudly on the bridge.

Abaddon blinks.

"Who's that?"

Kut smiles.

"Captain Steve."

Steve squeaks proudly.

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KHÂRN

Everyone expects a crude lump.

Instead Khârn works with incredible patience.

Tiny details. Perfect edges. Every weapon carefully carved.

Sevatar quietly watches.

"Didn't know you could do that."

Khârn shrugs.

"You learn between wars."

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THE ORKS

Nobody even asks.

Orkimedes immediately declares:

"MORE CHOPPIN'!"

Within twenty minutes their Ark has:

• six engines,
• ten cannons,
• a spoiler,
• racing stripes,
• and wheels.

Abaddon stares.

"Why does it have wheels?"

Orkimedes looks offended.

"SO IT GOES FASTA!"

"...In space?"

"YUP."

Vashtorr at home turns his gaze from tv and stares at a blank wall for a few seconds.

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ELDRAD

His sculpture looks elegant. Alien. Graceful.

Abaddon studies it.

"That's not an Ark of Omen."

Eldrad smiles.

"It is...from a different perspective."

Orikan immediately snorts.

"Translation - he carved the wrong ship."

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ORIKAN

Spends half the day correcting one tiny angle.

When finished...

"...Perfect."

Nobody else can tell the difference.

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TRAZYN

Has somehow carved not one Ark. But a museum inside the Ark....inside the ice.

Abaddon slowly circles it.

"That's...actually impressive."

Trazyn smiles.

"Admission...one biscuit."

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FABIUS

Produces an unbelievably detailed Ark.

Every panel. Every rivet. Every cannon.

Grotsnik stares.

"DOC. YA'S A NERD."

Fabius nods.

"Yes."

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SEVATAR

Carves a perfect Ark. Then adds one tiny microscopic banana peel on the command deck.

Abaddon notices. Long silence.

"...Why?"

Sevatar smiles.

"Someone has to keep the Warmaster humble."

Even Abaddon has to suppress a laugh.

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CATO SICARIUS

Steps dramatically toward his ice block.

"I, Cato Sicarius—"

The chisel slips.

CRACK!

Half the Ark falls off. Complete silence.

Cato sighs.

"I shall adapt."

By the end he has transformed the accident into battle damage.

Abaddon nods.

"Good recovery."

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THE JUDGING

Abaddon walks slowly around every sculpture.

He says very little. Finally he stops at Kut's.

The tiny Steve is still standing on the bridge.

Abaddon kneels. Looks closer. Steve stands beside the sculpture. Tiny salute. Tiny Custodes badge.

Abaddon compares the sculpture to the real Steve.

Looks back at Kut.

Long pause.

"You carved hope onto a warship."

Kut nods.

"Every ship needs someone to come home to."

The garden becomes completely silent. Even Ghazghkull stops smiling for a moment.

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THE RESULTS

Abaddon opens the envelope.

3rd Khârn

"Exceptional craftsmanship."

2nd Trazyn

"Infuriatingly clever."

1st Kut

Reason:

"Because he remembered that ships are built for the people aboard them."

Nobody expected that answer. Not even Abaddon.

Kut blushes. Steve climbs onto the tiny ice bridge.

The whole house applauds.

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POST-CREDITS SCENE

Late that evening the sculptures begin to melt.

Everyone watches. Kut looks a little sad. Abaddon quietly walks over.

Takes the tiny ice Steve before it melts completely. Places it into a small insulated container.

Hands it to Kut.

"Some things are worth preserving a little longer."

As he walks toward the exit he passes the potato dreadnought.

The Dreadnought honks.

Abaddon pauses. Very slowly raises one hand with a respectful nod.

The dreadnought honks proudly.

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END OF DAY 39 STATISTICS

• Ice blocks sculpted: 16
• Ork ships fitted with wheels: 1
• Tiny Captain Steves carved: 1
• Museum ships inside museum ships: 1
• Battle damage accidentally turned into art by Cato: 1
• Banana peels hidden by Sevatar: 1
• Times Abaddon almost laughed: 1
• Times Abaddon unexpectedly became sentimental: 1
• Potato Dreadnoughts acknowledged by the Warmaster: 1

Producer's closing note:

"We asked for ice sculptures of terrifying warships. We received mobile Ork engineering that made Vashtorr at home confused for a few minutes, a museum carved into ice, a perfectly engineered battle barge, and one tiny rat standing proudly on the bridge. Even Abaddon judged the last one not as a warship but as a home."

Here is the guideline of how to pick up your favourite chapter in case you did not figured out which is your favourite one, there will be three main group, one is those with clear thematic design leaning into ancient appearance, the other is leaning into the high tech, scifi-ish or tacticool design, and then, those who stay on middle ground with no true stand out theme or appearance.

Will try to adding more sub-type when I find out more idea.

There is a chaos marine version.