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From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call the temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal… Even in death I serve the Omnissiah.
From the moment I understood the lifelessness of the steel, it disgusted me. I craved the adaptability and freedom of flesh. I aspired to the evolution of the Appointed Carrion. Your kind cling to your metal, as though it will not rust and break apart before you. One day the crude implants you rely on will crumble, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Carrion is all consuming… Even in death I serve the Hivemind.
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call the temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal… Even in death I serve the Omnissiah.
she been Thou both wws1 and 2 5 times
IT’S A GODDAMN FUCKING NUMBER CRUNCHING, WIRE BLOODED, METAL SKINNED CLANKER!
CLANKER CAN SUCK MY COCKKKKKKK
I think half clegros are ok but that poor mom probably got clanked without consent
Keep those wire backed, copper blooded, number crunching clankers out of my porn
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call the temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal… Even in death I serve the Omnissiah.
From the moment I understood the lifelessness of the steel, it disgusted me. I craved the adaptability and freedom of flesh. I aspired to the evolution of the Appointed Carrion. Your kind cling to your metal, as though it will not rust and break apart before you. One day the crude implants you rely on will crumble, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Carrion is all consuming… Even in death I serve the Hivemind.
Heretic, your weak flesh will help me increase my processing power.
Petulant fool, your flayed corpse will make great setpieces for the consumption.
FOR OMNISSIAH
30% clanker
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call the temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal… Even in death I serve the Omnissiah.
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