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You wouldn't believe how smoothly melodramatic 80s pop lyrics translate to Space Marine dialogue.
I can already tell you don't believe me, so I brought receipts.
I can already tell you don't believe me, so I brought receipts.
* * *
"We belong to the light."
Amadeo levelled the stolen bolt pistol. He didn't smile. In this moment, brotherhood meant nothing. Vengeance was all.
"We belong to the thunder."
"We belong to the light."
Amadeo levelled the stolen bolt pistol. He didn't smile. In this moment, brotherhood meant nothing. Vengeance was all.
"We belong to the thunder."
* * *
Valyx stared at the horizon. The setting sun painted his armour bronze, drying the artwork of blood-spatters to a scabby crust upon the ancient ceramite.
"So many times," he counselled his brothers, "it happens too fast. You trade your passion for glory."
Valyx stared at the horizon. The setting sun painted his armour bronze, drying the artwork of blood-spatters to a scabby crust upon the ancient ceramite.
"So many times," he counselled his brothers, "it happens too fast. You trade your passion for glory."
* * *
Tion's last words were heard only by the wind. As his ruptured hearts gave their final beats, he held to the hope that his kinsmen would find his body. Perhaps they could harvest his legacy in time.
"Secrets stolen... from deep inside... The drum beats out of time..."
Tion's last words were heard only by the wind. As his ruptured hearts gave their final beats, he held to the hope that his kinsmen would find his body. Perhaps they could harvest his legacy in time.
"Secrets stolen... from deep inside... The drum beats out of time..."
I could do this not only all day, but literally forever.
I won't, because we all have real shit to be doing.
But I could.
I won't, because we all have real shit to be doing.
But I could.
