mitch dharma

Damn you went deep, dude - sucks that anything past 1.8 is painful to watch, though.

Dusk had befallen upon the realm of man, and with it an impermeable fog, causing all prospects of a peaceable moonlit night to vanish along with the sun. Only infinitesimal flakes of gold brushed lustre existed behind this thick black veil of gloom, though lacked the fortitude to struggle through and grace the landscape with the warmth and unity it so desperately yearned for. Brother against brother, man against man - darkness hung heavy with no sign of relent on the horizon. So the blackbird flew, windswept ebony wings ensconced by twilight, bearing message swift as meditation.

AN OATH OF FEALTY

TO ARCHDUKE JOHN D’AMAURY, THE WORLD AS MY WITNESS:

In rejecting the Imperial drive towards the heart of Lorraine, as a Lotharingian, I opt into defending my land and my liege. No longer will I sit idle as the tendrils of Oren attempt to take the pieces of our liberty in exchange for lifelong servitude; not even a gentleman should be made a slave of, nevermind my house.

Recognizing this, we strip now the Emperor of any obedience to his demands and treaties in his growing hunger for authority in hoping that he may starve. In his place, we declare ourselves for Archduke John d’Amaury of Lorraine.

From hereon, we take his word above all others, and seek strength in the bonds with our fellow lords. House Emrys is and forever will be a vassal of Lorraine, continuing to do so even outside of the Holy Orenian Empire. May GOD protect us and grant us growing success in the days to come.

Signed,

Rhydderch var Emrys

Where have the good days gone?

Vouched; voted today, two links didn't work. 

Rhydderch and Tyrras var Emrys - accompanied by their company of pious zealots whom donned tabards of white and gold - stand triumphant above the corpses of the fallen, one particular Orderman retrieving the stolen crown of the late Grand King Algoda. Madness had had its day. 

Good stuff

Cool stuff

Sick stuff 

Taken this several times before; INFJ. 

Ethan "the Childslayer" is one sad dude.

A solemn baseborn youth of Savoyard origin took his place before his liege lord, Jon Renault, in the throne room at Aldersport. Illuminated only by the incandescent flicker of firelight did he lower himself to kneel, reciting the sacred oath with unbridled zeal and conviction so absolute that the authenticity of his words could never be subject to aspersion by any good God-fearing man.

"What is it to be a space marine?"

"It is to be death!"

"What is it to be death?"

"It is to be the destroyer, the end of all things."

"What is it to end life?"

"It is an honor, to be the executioners of the Emperor."

"Why do we fight?"

"To protect the Imperium and deliver making from the evil of the xenon, the mutant and the heretic!"

"What is the xenon?"

"A blight to be purged!"

"What is the mutant?"

"A cancer to be excised!"

"What is the heretic?"

"A shame to be expunged!"

"What is the bolster, the flamer, the missile?"

"The incarnation of destruction, by which we bring about the death of the Emperor's foes!"

"What is the armor, the helm and the shield?"

"The embodiment of our faith, our determination given form."

"Who is the primarch?"

"Our father, our guide, our king!"

"Who is the Chapter Master?"

"The primarch's regent, to whom we swore oaths, the voice of the Emperor in the mortal world."

"What are our oaths?"

"The steel that binds our lives to the Emperor."

"What did we swear?"

"Our lives are as naught in the vision of the Emperor, save that by them we shall destroy all foes."

"What is the fate of all foes?"

"To perish in the fire of battle and be cleansed from the galaxy."

"Who will prevail against the darkness?"

"The Ultramarines!"

"Who are the swords of the Emperor?"

"The Ultramarines!"

"Who are the ons of Magraggc?"

"The Ultramarines!"

"For the Emperor and the primarch! Death! Bring hate to our foes!"

later lol

sandk1ng you're a ******* inspiration 

was actually gonna plus 1, though it seems i've been baited 

this is not okay

Sammy shudders upon overhearing of the fabled return of the one and only super soldier. 

Sammy materializes from the shadows.

how you been holdin up, pal? xoxo

Wow. Even though I had asolutely no connection to either you or Mylas in RP - or OOC for that matter - there was really something authentic and real about this writing which I've never seen before on this server or roleplay forum or any kind. Big respect to you, actually got me feeling sad. 

Solid dude. Support.

When I first saw these I thought they looked strikingly familiar. Do correct me if I'm wrong, though after some more research I found that a few look quite similar to some of HumanScope's. Mind only posting what skins you've actually made one-hundred-percent by yourself as reference, and not poor repurposes? Seems to me that you're trying to mislead people.

"Eight-hundred for the fishing tome." declares a simple angler.

Extremely chill and competent guy, it'd be a waste to not accept him in all honesty.

Woo!