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- Roboute Guilliman, Primarch of the Ultramarines, trying to pick up a pen in power armor.
Shortly thereafter
"You are joking, my lord?"
- Cato Sicarius
-LT Titus
This one is not only cool, but I genuinely believe it and it sort of lines up with certain Buddhist principles.
- Lion El'jonson, Primarch of the Dark Angels, not realising he's an old man now.
"NO PINEAPPLE ON YOUR ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ PIZZA!? IS THAT ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ RIGHT!? HOW ABOUT NO ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ HEAD ON YOUR SHOULDERS!?"
When the armor of your faith is buckled and torn, see in your mind that magnificent hero. Think upon his deeds and be humble, for his like will never walk the galaxy again."
One: I entirely withdraw my previous offer of solemn ceasefire. It is cancelled, and will not be made again, to you or to any other of your motherless bastards.
Two: you are no longer any brother of mine. I will find you, I will kill you, and I will hurl your toxic corpse into hell’s mouth." -Roboute Guilliman-
AND
Come! Show me what passes for fury among your misbegotten kind!
IYKYK