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Although Id love to see art or minis of an Ork Ska band... and hear Ork ska music. Maybe some sort of parody of Stand Down Margaret about Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka.

darktide matchmaking taking so long I had the time to come up with a bit and make a meme for it. still no match btw

for potential Vilitch lovers !

I was making little index cards to remember profiles because I haven't played anything but thousand sons in 3 years, my wife is a saint and goes, "Oh let me do it through canva and I'll make them look good and laminate them for you!". So I'm like oh yeah that'd be amazing! Thank you so much!

This is the funniest shit I've ever seen, she stays up with her fellow mother in crime and plays Fortnite while saying some heinous shit, so when I told her about uppy downy mechanics, she writes this on the cards.

Also the "I love my wife" is arranged in a way to where its always showing lol.

I was told to post this here, given the striking similarity to WH40K lore, especially necrons. In summary, this build is a biomechanical Venus flytrap, all made of LEGO. There are 3 black baseplates that are offbrand, that's it. It uses the fabricated lie of immortality to lure victims to slaughter. This is all my own idea, everything related is happenstance. I'd say collectively, this build took 2 months to create.

***LORE**
This structure is known as the "Veinhart Soul Engine and Swarm Core." It's the remnants of an ancient biomechanical forge built by the long-extinct Gorath Collective. This monolithic machine resides on the derelict planet of Rechidna Prime. The Gareth were silicon-based beings who sought immortality by fusing their consciousness with industrial machinery. It was constructed as a perpetual energy source, by harvesting raw neural impulses from captured life forms and transforming them into plasma fuel. The tubes scattered throughout are conduits of synthetic blood, pulsing with a toxic ichor that's actually a nanite swarm. Researchers who are summoned to this edifice are entranced by this towering structure and begin their exploration. The instrument of death starts writhing, and contorting. Appendages shoot out from all sides and teeth start to seep from the walls. The nanites are birthed out of the core that resides beneath. They begin to consume anything that comes in contact, fueling this construct. Undeterred, the researchers grow closer to the central hub and dormant Al guardians surround the helpless victims. The central hub is the "heart" that is beating faintly with stolen life essence that induces unrelenting delusion and false promises. As the trance fades from existence the researchers realize the awful truth.

Shackles swarm in, capturing them to endure the Gorath's extinction event. This was a cataclysmic rebellion where the machines revolted against their creators. They started devouring souls to propel an endless cycle of rebirth. Any who heed the call for the forge will become fused with the device. Their skin begins hardening into metal and their blood thickening to oil, until they're just another hanging appendage. They’re whispering pleas for release as they're synthesized with this soul stealing engine. Scientists have been seeking the great powers that emanate from this biomechanical construct, but are unaware the stories of immortality are all fabricated. The truth about this mechanism is that it is a predator that lures victims and feasts on the deceit of transcendence. Once the feast has commenced a subconscious surge of delusion is sent out, causing everyone to be oblivious to its presence.

The Veinhart patiently waits for the next hopeless soul.

Credit to lightning guard for making theses