The game forces our sub factions to be allies, and there are sooo many LSMs i probably wont be able to miss. Plus they will have bugs crawling up their ass.
How about we try to convince the other factions to fall on LSM first and then distribute the spoils? Eldar or Orcs do not love Astartes any more than we do.
Facing the Emperor? How my brothers do adore their little excuses in order to hide the only reason why we're here. We are but tools to the Chaos Gods, we are not here for our own personal vengeance, we are here for the pleasure and victory of our masters. This is the existence of those who claim to serve Chaos.
The traitors and xenos shall never be a match for the power of the Emperors combined army's. His soldiers will strike you down, His war machines will crush under their tracks, His mighty guns will bring the very sky crashing down upon you all and in the name of the glorious Emperor of Mankind, I will personally see each and every one of you off into the respawn room as many times as it takes to ensure the Imperium triumphs. Even if the Imperium is no longer as great as it was, it is still a better alternative of unity and life than being a slave of your own emotions given form. Ave Imperator and death to the enemy's of Man!
If you think yourself not ready for the coming storm, feel free to stay back in the Great Eye. You are faithless and broken, our meaning in life is to bring down as many loyalist scum as possible, not to wallow in misery of how you will never win. We exist to bring pain and death to the loyalists, our hatred of the emperor's slaves is unending, and we will never stop our vile atrocities against the False Emperor's lapdogs. Besides, the Gods like the current state of events as they are, the False Emperor is little more than a fleshy husk rotting on the Golden Throne, while his rotting empire eternally struggles to just barely keep us at bay. Khorne will continue to have his fill of blood and skulls in his realm of brass, Nurgle feeds eternally on the decay, death, and stagnation of the galaxy, Tzeentch thrives on the treachery and backstabbing that happens across dozens of worlds, billions of people betrayed in the blink of an eye. Slaanesh feeds upon the lust and desire that emanates from the imperials to at least succeed in this galaxy of pain and blood. The Gods see fit to keep galaxy as it is, the False Emperor is no more a threat to the Warp, and hasnt been for 10,000 years, Warmaster Horus made sure of that. I see this situation as a blessing, the Gods have seen fit to grant with me an opportunity to wet my Chainaxe with as much loyalist blood as possible, and i will reap as much imperial lives as possible until all the loyalists lie dead...or me
A fine speech, brother. Very inspiring. Perhaps on your death we shall mount your corpse in a fancy chair and make an idol of you as well.
Though death may taketh me as thou hast everyone in life, My soul shall carry on the battle of His divine will. Though the enemies of Him on Terra be limitless and stretch out into the horizons of time, I shall not waver for thou art with me. Even though the oceans run crimson with the blood of thine martyrs, I shall not weep for thou will hast maketh me stronger than anything forged in adamantine. Even though the sky itself has blackened with the drop ships of the enemy, My bolter shall not run dry for my vengeance is my ammunition. Even though I am alone and forgotten in the deepness of the void, My fury shall be the tempest of the Aegis and smite out the foes of Man. Even though I lie dead on the carrion mounds of a forgotten world, My soul shall fight on in His name for eternity. Ave Imperator
