Twink Obliterated?

The first of my japanese-style battle-barges is pretty much done. I might do some touching-up later (and frankly the cell-shading could use some work), but the modelling is pretty much done.

"Dear diary, a creepy giant stared at me today. I didn't like it as much as I thought I would".

had a thought at how the npcs on the ship in space marine 2 are just going about their day yapping to the superior or inferior officers and then Titus just walks up beside them, and he just... stops. listens to your entire conversation, and then just continues like ??? how would one even react to that?

So, what you're saying is we should stop shaming people for shaking their ass on tiktok?

"likes mean nothing on tumblr" you're sending me a little heart. that's not nothing it's your heart. look here's one for you <3

Thunderhawks don't fly. They take engines and point them straight down. When they need to move, they take more engines and point them backwards. Sometimes there's ailerons or rudders to change direction. Other times they just use more engines.

It's engines all the way down.

I have a feeling that a space marine (talking about in armour here btw) might actualy be more earodynamic than any of the space marine planes

You know what? Yeah

Organization

Like other chapters, the Emerald Wings consist of ten companies of ten squads each. The first company is the veteran company, the second through fifth companies are the battle companies, and the sixth through ninth companies are the reserve companies. The tenth company, however, is a support company, instead of the scout company in codex-compliant chapters (the Emerald Wings' scouts instead serve alongside the reserve companies), made up of heavy support squads.

The veteran company is made up of five Vanguard veteran squads and five Sternguard veteran squads, all fully equipped with jump packs. The chapter generally does not use terminator armor, as it is not mobile enough for their preferred doctrines.

Each of the battle and reserve companies is made up of four tactical squads, four assault squads, and two devastator squads. All ten squads in each of the battle companies are fully equipped with jump packs, as well as between two and five squads from each reserve company. None of the devastator squads in the reserve company are equipped with jump packs.

The tenth company is made up of ten devastator squads. These squads are generally not equipped with jump packs, often being made up of marines who have become injured or slow and unable to fight as effectively with a jump pack.

The Emerald Wings' airwing is easily their biggest divergence from the Codex Astartes. Unlike other chapters, who draw their pilots and drivers from the reserve companies, each aircraft of the Emerald Wings has its own dedicated crew, who pilot that aircraft in all engagements.

The Emerald Wings Space Marine Chapter

Starting a lore dump on my homebrew chapter (Yes, the blog is named after them)

Founded in the Eighth Founding, the Emerald Wings were one of a few chapters created at the time to carry on the legacy of Sanguinius.

Since their founding, they have earned a reputation for a mastery of aerial warfare, making heavy use of aircraft, skimmers, and jump packs. Aircraft and jump packs in particular are central to the Emerald Wings' doctrines, to the point where they are the biggest points of divergence between the chapter and the Codex Astartes.

Pain, suffering, and a shallow grave beats an eternal void in my soul that I try desperately to fill with excess to pretend it's not there.

I mean, Slaanesh is probably one of thr better chaos gods to follow, but that's not saying much.

why̴̡̥̞͕̖͛͋̃́̊̅́̃͋̔̌ are you still a loyalist, your c̶̨̬̩̳͒̊̓͛̃͊̃̚͠͠͝͝orpse-emperor doesn't lo̶̧̜͇̣͔̳͕͕͙͎͗͐̾̈́̀͑́̔̓̍͑͝ͅͅve you

wouldn't you rath̷͉̦͕̭̏̅er risk your life for ả̸̛͙̺̹͎̝͐̉͐͗͑́̚ cause that will give yoụ̶̧̬̖̘̩̪̭͉̮͚̜͉̆̃͗̇́̽̂̑͗́̿͠ something besides pain and mĩ̸͎͍̙̪̬̱̾sery and a shallǫ̸̝̰̱̩̐̂̽͋́̈́͗̃̋͑̚͝͝w grave on s̸̢̼̥̳̳͔̗͍̜̭̝̖͉͒͋̈́̋̈͌͆̏͠ome backwater world in the end?

ẃ̴̞͚̞̬̦̮̤̭͎͍̪̗̙̅͂͗͗̈́̉̃̕͜ơ̸̢̨̺̘̠̺̲̘̖͔̥͛́̄͑́̂́́u̵̮̬̼͉͇̻͎͒͌͗̄͗͐͗̽̑̇͋̀̌̕l̷̛̝̦͙̤̻̬̖̜͚̀͛̑͆̍͐̂̈͛̈̓̇́͘d̶̛̩̭̱͓͌͗n̷̛̙̜̋͗̔̓̇̋͋͊̕͘'̴̢̨̘͚̠̤̦̩̹̭̤͍͙̳̈̒͠t̵̛̻̖̗͙̰̹̟̫̳̳͓͔̟͙́̓͑̃͂̀͋͑͗̈́̚ͅ ̷̛̫̖̼̿̄͛͌̊̓̚ý̸̨̨̡̳̟͔̦͔̮̗̘̱͈͔͖̿̇͆̑̑͆ơ̸̻̩̙͉̾̈̇̍̄̿́͘͘͠͝ư̷̹͔͓̺̆̔͊̑ ̷͔̒̄́͘͘r̷̬̩͙̾͝͝a̸̛̫̫͌̌͒̔̇̒̄̇̈́́̽͘͝t̸̢͔̣̗̹̠͙̯̫̠̩͎̟̮͇̆̈́͛͒̇̊͒̾h̷͇̮̯͇̺̿̂͑̋͊͋̕͘ͅę̷͈͍̗̹̩̙̖͌̈́̎́͐̐̎̕͘͝͝r̶̛̝͔̈́̔̀͂̐̒̍̂͗̈ ̸͕̞̝̗̖̪̫̲̈́́̒͑͆̀̈̔̆͑̓̐͋͆̕e̸̡̛̝̙͔̪̰̺͊͜m̴̧̧̟̞͎̩̞̙̹̰̠̥͆͊̓̚͜ͅb̵̛̰͎͕̝̙̟̙̥̰̆́̽͝ͅr̷̡̨͊̀̾̓̂̓̈́̿͗̽͒͠͠a̴̧̞̘̳͍̜̹͍̺̖͓͓͚͍͋̐͊̂͛̐̽̀͘̕͜͝ç̴̼̜̫̘̥͕̣̞̐̎͗̄̔̅͜͝͝ͅȇ̷̦͇̼̬͙͚̖̮̭̱̩̙͓̭͕ ̵̘̤̤̟̳̺̮̗̝̗̹̞̊̐̇͜e̸̜͓̱̼̹̰̺͂̈͑̅̋̄̐̿̏̈́̓̽̎͘͜x̷̦͉͙͇̼̮̀͛̾͋̑̌͝ͅc̸̢̧͓͖͉͋͛̉̂̆͂͘͠ë̶͕̥̳̻̣̠́̇̾̿́̓͑̂s̷̨̜̘͕̬̲̔̌͑̒́̆̀̌̈́͘͠s̴̡̧̛͖̼͎̜̺̘̺̤͍̱̟̎̃̓̇̊̈́̊̈́̓̑̌͋?̴̳̯̺̘̗̟̥͈͚͙̻̰̜̈́̓͛̀̑̓̃̆̊̈́̿́̚̕

Narthex, Blackball Ten-Two-Two, we need a commissar and a priest at our lima asap.

i love characters who do the “i worship the myth i make of you” and in turn dehumanize and get wrong the object of their devotion and love. yes project a thing that does not exist onto a pedestal and kneel at it like it is your altar. this will surely not blow up in both of your faces eventually

Ironic that a book about women writers and feminism starts its chapter on science fiction by ignoring the presence of a very important woman writer.