The armories rumble, the mouths chant, the planet wails. Over the horizon, a grim wall of marching men and crushing treads advances, their grim resolve already weakening the defenders. What hope can their be? Walls of ceramite-bound flesh advance, and the fate of the city is near - wait a minute, are those cult marines? Orbital bombardments wipe out those poor slow bastards and everybody takes the afternoon off.
Thursday, July 9, 2015
Beyond the reaches of what you know, there wait terrors that may be glimpsed from afar. Wailings upon the warp-ways bring hints, damned souls babbling of powers incomprehensible. Do you really think that all that can be known is contained within your little books, lying impotent upon a dusty shelf? Nay, there wait secrets within the darkness between the stars that may only be glimpsed by those willing to pay the ultimate price: ~$700 USD.
Saturday, July 4, 2015
|I wanted a picture of two Adeptus Astartes kissing, but this game is too hetero for such a thing to be found on the internet.|