Remark I: “They shall be pure of heart and strong of body, unsullied by doubt and untainted by self-aggrandizement. They will be bright stars in the firmament of battle. Angels of death whose swift wings bring extermination to the enemies of man. So it shall be for a thousand times a thousand years, unto the end of eternity and the extinction of mortal flesh.” Remark II: “Let them bestride the galaxy like the gods of old. Sheltering Mankind from destruction at the hands of an uncaring universe.” Remark III: “War is not your recreation, it’s the reason for your existence, prepare for it well.” Remark IV: “To admit defeat is to blaspheme against the Emperor. Whatever the Emperor’s will is, be sure it will find you out.” Remark V: “What does not kill me… is not trying hard enough.” Remark VI: “Honour the craft of death .” Remark VII: “Whatever wins the fight, wins the fight.”
Remarks VIII—XLI.i: Remark XLI.ii: “‘May the armour’s shade protect your body. May the weapon’s hue help slay those that doubt. May the banner’s livery proceed before you. May you illuminate the darkness with the Emperor’s light.” —The Litany of Decoration Remarks XLI.iii—CXLI.i: Remark CXLI.ii: “Two things to note there, Sergeant. One is that there is no such thing as a minor detail. Information is victory. One cannot and should not dismiss any data until one is in a position to evaluate its significance, and that only comes with hindsight. So all detail is important until circumstances render it redundant.”
Remark CXLI.iii: “Space Marines excel at warfare because they were designed to excel at everything. Each of you will become a leader, a ruler, the master of your world and when there is no more fighting to be done, you will bend your talents to order, governance and culture so that the Imperium will stand eternal.” —Roboute Guilliman to his gathered Chapter Masters (duty servo-transcription, hours prior to the Battle of Calth) Remark CXLI.iv: “It is the great irony of the Legiones Astartes: engineered to kill to achieve a victory of peace that they can then be no part of.” —Shortly before the Battle of Calth
Remark CXLI.v: “My brother, hear me. Warriors of the XVII Legion, hear me. This violence is against the code of the Legiones Astartes and against the will of our father, the Emperor. In the name of the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar, I implore you to cease fire and stand down. Open communication with me. Let us speak. Let us settle this. This action is an error of the most tragic kind. Cease fire. I, Roboute Guilliman, give you my solemn pledge that we will deal with each other frankly and fairly if these hostilities can be suspended. I urge you to respond.” —Vox transmission, Battle of Calth, Mark 0.00.01
Remark CXLI.vi: “Lorgar of Colchis. You may consider the following. One: I entirely withdraw my previous offer of solemn ceasefire. It is cancelled, and will not be made again, to you or to any other of your motherless bastards. Two: you are no longer any brother of mine. I will find you, I will kill you, and I will hurl your toxic corpse into hell’s mouth.” —Vox transmission, Battle of Calth, Mark 1.57.42 Remarks CXLI.vii—CC-XX-III.XVI: Remark CC-XX-III.XVII: “If you must strike a dangerous foe, your blow must be so severe that you need never fear of his vengeance.” Remarks CC-XX-III.XVII.i—CC-LXXX-IV.i:
Remark CC-LXXX-IV.ii: “For our enemies will bring us to battle on the caprice of chance. The alien and the renegade are the vagaries of the galaxy incarnate. What can we truly know or would want to of their ways or motivations? They are to us as the rabid wolf at the closed door that knows not even its own mind. Be that door. Be the simplicity of the steadfast and unchanging: the barrier between what is known and the unknowable. Let the Imperium of Man realise its manifold destiny within while without its mindless foes dash themselves against the constancy of our adamantium. In such uniformity of practice and purpose lies the perpetuity of mankind.” —The Coda of Balthus Dardanus, 17th Lord of Macragge, entitled Staunch Supremacies
Remarks CC-LXXX-IV.iii—MX-VII-IX: Remark MX-VII-IX.i: “Gather your wits, as the traveller gauges the depth of the river crossing with the fallen branch, before wading into waters wary.” —The Wisdoms of Hera Remarks MX-VII-IX.ii—MCMX-XLVI-I.iv:
And wtf is the anon on about
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Codicils
Remark I: “They shall be pure of heart and strong of body, unsullied by doubt and untainted by self-aggrandizement. They will be bright stars in the firmament of battle. Angels of death whose swift wings bring extermination to the enemies of man. So it shall be for a thousand times a thousand years, unto the end of eternity and the extinction of mortal flesh.”
Remark II: “Let them bestride the galaxy like the gods of old. Sheltering Mankind from destruction at the hands of an uncaring universe.”
Remark III: “War is not your recreation, it’s the reason for your existence, prepare for it well.”
Remark IV: “To admit defeat is to blaspheme against the Emperor. Whatever the Emperor’s will is, be sure it will find you out.”
Remark V: “What does not kill me… is not trying hard enough.”
Remark VI: “Honour the craft of death .”
Remark VII: “Whatever wins the fight, wins the fight.”
Remarks VIII—XLI.i:
Remark XLI.ii: “‘May the armour’s shade protect your body. May the weapon’s hue help slay those that doubt. May the banner’s livery proceed before you. May you illuminate the darkness with the Emperor’s light.”
—The Litany of Decoration
Remarks XLI.iii—CXLI.i:
Remark CXLI.ii: “Two things to note there, Sergeant. One is that there is no such thing as a minor detail. Information is victory. One cannot and should not dismiss any data until one is in a position to evaluate its significance, and that only comes with hindsight. So all detail is important until circumstances render it redundant.”
Remark CXLI.iii: “Space Marines excel at warfare because they were designed to excel at everything. Each of you will become a leader, a ruler, the master of your world and when there is no more fighting to be done, you will bend your talents to order, governance and culture so that the Imperium will stand eternal.”
—Roboute Guilliman to his gathered Chapter Masters (duty servo-transcription, hours prior to the Battle of Calth)
Remark CXLI.iv: “It is the great irony of the Legiones Astartes: engineered to kill to achieve a victory of peace that they can then be no part of.”
—Shortly before the Battle of Calth
Remark CXLI.v: “My brother, hear me. Warriors of the XVII Legion, hear me. This violence is against the code of the Legiones Astartes and against the will of our father, the Emperor. In the name of the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar, I implore you to cease fire and stand down. Open communication with me. Let us speak. Let us settle this. This action is an error of the most tragic kind. Cease fire. I, Roboute Guilliman, give you my solemn pledge that we will deal with each other frankly and fairly if these hostilities can be suspended. I urge you to respond.”
—Vox transmission, Battle of Calth, Mark 0.00.01
Remark CXLI.vi: “Lorgar of Colchis. You may consider the following. One: I entirely withdraw my previous offer of solemn ceasefire. It is cancelled, and will not be made again, to you or to any other of your motherless bastards. Two: you are no longer any brother of mine. I will find you, I will kill you, and I will hurl your toxic corpse into hell’s mouth.”
—Vox transmission, Battle of Calth, Mark 1.57.42
Remarks CXLI.vii—CC-XX-III.XVI:
Remark CC-XX-III.XVII: “If you must strike a dangerous foe, your blow must be so severe that you need never fear of his vengeance.”
Remarks CC-XX-III.XVII.i—CC-LXXX-IV.i:
Remark CC-LXXX-IV.ii: “For our enemies will bring us to battle on the caprice of chance. The alien and the renegade are the vagaries of the galaxy incarnate. What can we truly know or would want to of their ways or motivations? They are to us as the rabid wolf at the closed door that knows not even its own mind. Be that door. Be the simplicity of the steadfast and unchanging: the barrier between what is known and the unknowable. Let the Imperium of Man realise its manifold destiny within while without its mindless foes dash themselves against the constancy of our adamantium. In such uniformity of practice and purpose lies the perpetuity of mankind.”
—The Coda of Balthus Dardanus, 17th Lord of Macragge, entitled Staunch Supremacies
Remarks CC-LXXX-IV.iii—MX-VII-IX:
Remark MX-VII-IX.i: “Gather your wits, as the traveller gauges the depth of the river crossing with the fallen branch, before wading into waters wary.”
—The Wisdoms of Hera
Remarks MX-VII-IX.ii—MCMX-XLVI-I.iv:
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Not my preferred way to include a futa on things but the art is nice
WOULD
Aren’t garchomps skin like sand paper?
Their ability rough skin checks out
garchomp is a shark right? so do sharks have 2 penis like snakes?
Yes and they are called claspers