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[forgottnseccnd]

The rumour had always persisted, fuelled by whispers of past atrocities, that only a primarch could kill another primarch. Perhaps it was even true.

indie Warhammer 40k Second Legion Primarch OC Blog.

excommunicated by ken.

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sideblog alongside @aveimperatcr!

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[the-emperorofmankind]

“Why didn’t I do more.. now look at what my empire has become… a cesspool of hatred and corruption.. and religious extremists.. the one thing I hated more than anything.. now everyone is that..”

[aveimperatcr]

GLORY TO THE GOD-EMPEROR!

indie Warhammer 40k blog.

canon-divergent and headcanon-based. based on what-if scenarios crossover and OC friendly!

ruled by Ken

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blog is still WIP in some ways, may not be fully finished yet!

[wayward40k]

Warhammer RP Folks

[dustxechoes]

Independent semi-selective multimuse featuring characters from Mega Man and original characters from My Hero Academia, Fallout, Warhammer 40k, and World of Darkness, as well as general modern fantasy and scifi.

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[every108years]

108 Years Later...

@tearofisha

Her mind glazes over, as do her eyes. The Spiritseer speaks not of playful memories of childhood tresspasses, but of her sudden, drastic disappearance and his troubled flight to find her. Like a fawn before danger, she freezes.

"You-..." Her expression flickers. There is a teasing of a smile at her lips. He must be joking, she thinks as her gaze and shoulders soften, and her breath catches on the beginnings of a laugh...

But, Eldrin had never teased like this before...

She knew him to be gentle. Though battered and torn by centuries of war, the Eldrin she knew still took the time to hum softly at the beauty of the world and indulge in the warmth of his tea. He was not a cruel jester.

And what a cruel jest this would be. One-hundred and eight years?

"I left you alone for one hundred eight years?" She asks softly, her smile quickly folding into sorrow. "I'm...I'm so sorry." She looks downwards at the polished floors. Her mind kicks and bucks against his story, yet she laments the possibility of causing the Spiritseer distress... and that she had not truly returned home

The tea begins to simmer.

"I...I thought I had been here this morning, but now that I think on it," she gasps quietly as a wave of cold realization crashes over her, "I don't remember making the spare bed."

She rubs her temples, which were often a pressure point of her migraine attacks, though he did not suffer one now. "I had a dream that I was...I was reunited with my friends. Even the ones I thought lost in the storm that had originally brought me here." She blushes and brushes her fingertips against her cheeks at the (False?) memories of those warmest of heartfelt reunions. Slowly, her attention returns to him. "I remember coming to a city near a forest...and rivers for streets. The Moon That Never Sets was large in the sky. It was so beautiful, sir," she continues, her voice cracking as she threatens to cry - overwhelmed by everything. Quickly, she tries to hide and wipe her eyes. "I...I got dizzy...I woke up here...or I thought I did. I'm sorry. One hundred eight years..."

[orcishlust]

Welcome to the muse list monster fuckers! Basically I have a shitload of canon & original characters who you are more than welcome to poke and prod at. Just lemme know who interests you when we plot, or specify who you'd like if you ever send in a rp meme!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭 𝐎𝐫𝐜𝐬

Garrosh Hellscream: Garrosh Hellscream was a former Warchief of the Horde chosen by Thrall to replace him in the wake of the Cataclysm, until he was succeeded by Vol'jin after the Siege of Orgrimmar. Throughout the history of Azeroth, few mortals have achieved greater notoriety than him. Garrosh grew up on Draenor in the shadow of his father, the great warrior Grommash Hellscream, leader of the Warsong clan. Grom was the first orc leader to drink the blood of Mannoroth, subjugating the orcs to the Legion's will.

Grommash Hellscream: Grommash "Grom" Hellscream was the legendary chieftain of the Warsong clan, a powerful warrior, close friend, and greatest lieutenant to Warchief Thrall. He was the first orc who drank the blood of Mannoroth the Destructor, thus binding the Horde to the Burning Legion — and he would eventually pay the ultimate price to free himself and his people from the Blood Curse.

Varok Saurfang: High Overlord Varok Saurfang was a renowned orc warrior of the Blackrock clan, and the younger brother of Broxigar. A famed veteran of the First, Second, and Third Wars, he served as Warchief Orgrim Doomhammer's second-in-command during the Second War, and as Supreme Commander of the Might of Kalimdor during the second War of the Shifting Sands against the qiraji of Ahn'Qiraj.

Thrall, son of Durotan: Thrall (birthname Go'el), son of Durotan and Draka, is the former Warchief of the restored shamanistic Horde, founder of the nation of Durotar in Kalimdor and one of the second wave of shaman. His parents killed by Gul'dan's assassins shortly after his birth in the beginning of the First War, he was found and raised by Aedelas Blackmoore who gave Thrall his name. Raised as a slave and gladiator, he later joined Orgrim Doomhammer in freeing the orcs imprisoned after the Second War, being named Warchief after Doomhammer's death.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟎𝐊 𝐎𝐫𝐜𝐬

Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka: Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka (usually shortened to Ghazghkull Thraka) is an Ork warlord of the Goff klan and a mighty prophet of the WAAAGH!. He is the single most influential Ork in the galaxy in the 41st Millennium, and billions of Greenskins march to war in his name. Since Ghazghkull's rise to power, he has led countless campaigns of destruction. He has crushed Aeldari war hosts, banished tides of Daemons, and smashed phalanxes of Necrons to so much sparking scrap.

𝐒𝐜𝐢-𝐅𝐢 𝐎𝐫𝐜𝐬

Original Character - Callicles Arcavius: Callicles Arcavius is a Crollian Orc and the lost prince of the planet Crolla. Leading the life as a smuggler, Callicles was arrested and imprisoned by the Galactic Imperium of Orcs and Man. Realizing that he was the lost Prince of the water planet of Crolla, the Emperor gave Callicles the choice to serve the Imperium and reclaim his planet, or to remain a prisoner. As of now Callicles is a vicious Knight of the Imperium, fighting back the forces of the Elven invaders from the stars. His mind is set on reclaiming his home planet and taking the throne as Lord of the Crollian Orcs.

𝐈𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐜𝐬

Original Character - Johnny Midas: Formerly a College Quarterback for the Ohio State Buckeyes, Johnny Midas was recently chosen by an Orc deity to dawn the form of an Orc for the rest of his life in order to assist the heroes of the world during the coming Viltrumite invasion! Johnny is a wild card and a cocky hero, but he certainly takes is job seriously... most of the time!

𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐆𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐜𝐬

Original Character - Tor Borsson: Tor is a Paladin who was once loyal to Odin the "All-Father." However, after losing faith in his God, Tor broke his sworn divine Oath and became an Oathbreaker. Tor now travels the Forgotten Realms primarily as a ruthless mercenary.

My non-Orc characters are still monsters but are muses that I don't mind writing with people! I love my Orc boys but I'm more than open to writing as the following characters for you!

𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬

Grog Strongjaw: Grog Strongjaw is a goliath barbarian/fighter and a member of Vox Machina. When he was young, Grog was exiled from the Herd of Storms by its leader, Grog's uncle Kevdak, for taking pity on a helpless old gnome the tribe was attacking. He was then taken in by that same gnome, Wilhand Trickfoot, and raised alongside his great-great-granddaughter Pike.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭 ���𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬

Xarantaur: Xarantaur is an elite Tauren druid and quest giver at Camp Tunka'lo in the Storm Peaks. He is over ten thousand years old, having been among the first tauren druids to be tutored by Cenarius and raised to immortality by Nozdormu to serve as an agent of the bronze dragonflight. The Aspect gave him the Lorehammer.

𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬

Frank Horrigan: Special Agent Frank Horrigan was a former human turned Super Mutant who was apart of the Enclave Secret Service. A brutish brick of a man, Horrigan is known for his brutality and lust for human women within the California Wasteland. Unlike other Super Mutants, Horrigan has a specially made Power Armor suit that is used to keep him fully functioning and protected.

[nex-sepulcrum-blog]

A Return

Let's see what I can start up again.

Revisiting old places.

[theunaligneddemonprince]

“You hail from worlds shackled by slavery. But in this one blow the winds of freedom. If the soul is at peace, even in the depths of Hell shall one find comfort. As proof, you “Slaves of Gods” did not recognize that you were being shackled… Yet you now wish to dethrone the Gods. Then show me the strength of your determination… Your will. Hold nothing back. Failing this test would mean eternal death.”

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[ordophilosophicus]

The yearn for a Dark Heresy Head Hunter style campaign is overwhelming and eternal

[ask-the-lady-regent]

Roboute: *Gets sucked out of Macragge's Honour due to Chaos attack on flagship* Ultramarine: NO! OUR PRIMARCH! THEY CAN'T SURVIVE IN THE VACUUM OF SPACE! Roboute: *MUFFLED ANGRY PUNCHING OUTSIDE SHIP*

[warhamminglist]

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[the-emperorofmankind]

Do you want neglectful fathers and that neglectful father being the Emperor of Mankind. Somehow showing up in the 42th millennium and hating every single bit of it? You come to the right place! Because I will try my best at a take of the Emperor of Mankind. Otherwise known as Neoth.

[ravenladycorvus]

She looks around making sure the coast is clear before she can took out her pineapple pizza and eat it without being judge or worse without her siblings find out about it

[wayward40k]

:: TESARI :: THE STALWART

:: BASIC INFORMATION :: Nicknames / Aliases : None Gender / Pronouns : Female / She / Her Age : 22 Species : Human [ Felinid Abhuman ]

:: APPEARANCE :: Hair : Golden-tan, striped through with lighter and darker hues. Skin : Sandy brown. Eyes : Purple hue, feline pupils Height : 7' 5" // 226 cm Markings (scars, tattoos, etc) : Distinctive striped pattern, various scars hidden beneath fur. Build / Physique : Muscular and sturdy, well-suited to combat and physical labor.

:: PERSONAL INFORMATION :: Occupation : Gladiator, mercenary. Alliance : Her family. Homeworld : Nion IV [ Imperial Feral World ] Social Level : Oblivious to many social cues of baseline humans, takes many things literally. Likes : Food, contests of strength, sparring, whittling. Dislikes : Thunder, being drunk, sore losers, sore winners. Romantic / Sexual Orientation : Demiromantic / Asexual Relationship Status : Nah (though may change due to character chemistry)

:: ABILITIES & SKILLS :: Physical Skills : Physically denser and stronger than one would assume, high endurance, high constitution. Mental Skills : Capable of ignoring injuries for a length determined by the injury's severity (higher severity cannot be ignored as long). Single-minded focus. Psyker Abilities : Psychic blank, immune to Warp energies and their effects. Other Notes : While not smart, Tesari is still clever, being capable of some unconventional problem-solving. Granted, most of the time, her initial solution is to hit whatever is causing a problem, but recognizes that that is considered ill-advised by much smarter people.

:: STORY INFORMATION :: Bodyguard Gig : Tesari is presently the bodyguard to the heiress of the Laurellete Family, Clementiya. She's not well-suited to high society, but she doesn't need to be to do her job: make sure the Heiress is safe. This leads to some humorous interactions at social events. Blood Sands : Many of the Felinids of Nion IV were 'recruited' as gladiators for a local arena. Tesari has since been separated from her family and isn't quite sure how to get back to them, or if they've also left their home. She's learned, however, that people will pay money for her to either fight things or protect things, and she's good at both of those. Huge Cat : The Felinids of Nion IV are abnormally large for humans, often matching Ogryns in their general height range. This can make most areas designed for baseline humans somewhat more awkward for Tesari to be in: she's noticeably more careful about trying not to break anything. Fighting Spirit : Tesari is incapable of turning down a challenge of strength. Anything from thumb wrestling to full-on sparring can get her energy and spirits up, regardless of whether she wins or loses. So long as her opponent doesn't gloat, anyway.

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[crimsonqueenmagnus]

What are your three sizes? Bust, hips waist.

Whatever size I want. My form, even when I was entirely corporeal was subject to much change depending on my mood. Psyker bullshit, simply put.