The few and the brave

(I was referring to outside the porthole)

it only gets worse.

(Drink motherfucker)

(This does not track)

About the character:

♤◇ Tauriel-Ithil Marcelene ◇♤
The Mad Scientist with a Kind Heart

A demon that appears about 28 years of age. She is seen as kind to some and cruel to others. She would sacrifice herself for those she holds dear

"What the fuck is that?"

"Stupid shit."

"First to fight for right and freedom and to keep our honor clean! We are proud to claim the title of United States Marine"

Staff Sergeant
Marine
Warfighter
Rifleman
Devildog
Former DI

"Retreat? we just fucking got here"

"HOORAH"

(Since I'm not using this I will make a marine for the memes)

(I just

did a stupid.)

thats what he's endured for ten thousand years.

now imagine that for ten thouand years.

(*FURTHER GOD FUCKING DAMN YOU)

The aliens endeavor will fail.

the Unyielding will not allow it to go futher.

@ofhanko.bsky.social

the first captain has found a distress beacon on a devastated world, might he investigate?

the broken lenses of this immense thing focused on her, she hadn't any way of knowing if it could still see, but she knew for certain that within lies great hate for something not her's to know.

"This device was not to call someone to hear me lament"

"You have disturbed my slumber, slowed my vengeance, to... talk?"

𝗜𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

𝕐𝕠𝕦 ℂ𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝔻𝕠𝕟𝕖

Yᴏᴜʀ Dᴇᴇᴅs ᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ Pᴜʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ Gᴏᴏᴅ Iɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ

𝑶𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

But

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬

#SoloLevelingRP #OCRP #MVRP #AnyRP

"Without the truth nothing good may endure."

the dreadnought still had half a mind to think there was more to this.

"My mind may be as broken as my body, but I know evasion when I hear it."

he said, his head turning to the Daemon, one could wonder if he still had optical sensors.

"an ancient mystic once said that it is the doom of men that they forget."

"Tell me your legion endures and yet stands loyal at our fathers side."

"What Legion are you?"

he asked. in truth this simply means the daemon answer with the origin of his legionnaires, should he have astartes in his ranks.

"Primarch? so few warriors deserve such a title without the lineage of the Emperor in their blood. even those of the emperors blood seldom deserve that title."

"Forgot.. name.. forgot.. Brothers. Only hate endures. Only vengeance sustained me."

his thoughts became more coherent, as if speaking to the neverborn helped bring back a memory of speech.

the ancient of rites.

"Do. not."

the dreadnought spoke, as its ancient systems came online, the Daemon found his assault cannon was now aimed for its immaterial heart

"Long.. Have.. I.. Waited.. you.. are.. not.. him."

the daemon could feel great hate within the cavern, and it emminated from the ancient warform of -

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞,
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑼𝑴𝑷𝑯 𝐨𝐫 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝑫𝑰𝑬!"

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐑𝐏

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I will sell my leg for it.

everyone needs to know fulgrim is a whiney bitch.

the broken form of the dreadnought slowly pushed itself upright, looking at her through cracked lenses as it spoke through the grating, growling, vox casters.

"This form is not armour. it is my sarcophagus."