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tagedeszorns · 20 hours
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Not allowed to participate.
Just Consortium.
I would like an anime Consortium, if only for the "beach" episode
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I already drew Fabius and Cesare at the beach.
But not anime-style, of course.
Well, I could do that, though.
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tagedeszorns · 20 hours
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Ahriman. This is Ahriman. He's not a Sorcerer, he's a fucking smartass de luxe!
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tagedeszorns · 20 hours
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I would like an anime Consortium, if only for the "beach" episode
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I already drew Fabius and Cesare at the beach.
But not anime-style, of course.
Well, I could do that, though.
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tagedeszorns · 2 days
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Because @ladymirdan sent me this:
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I, of course, had to make this:
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Maybe I should do more and add them to my Redbubble-shop.
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tagedeszorns · 2 days
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Because @ladymirdan sent me this:
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I, of course, had to make this:
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Maybe I should do more and add them to my Redbubble-shop.
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tagedeszorns · 2 days
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Dear Dr. Bile.
Please tell us, *how* do you manage to deal with Lucius The Eternal Annoyance? Asking for a friend.
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Savona opens the door to the darkened laboratory sanctum of the Chief Apothecary. She stares suspiciously into the unfamiliar darkness. Then cautiously enters the room. Every warrior instinct screams at her that something is strange. Why are the heavy storm shutters in front of the windows? The weather is unusually kind, no dust storm in sight for days. And then why are there no Lumen Globes switched on? She takes a few steps further into the lab, her hand on the hilt of her sword. Her hooves clatter loudly on the stone floor, eliciting an annoyed sigh from further back. She stops as her eyes adjust to the dark. She can make out Fabius leaning against one of the operating tables, blinking furiously in her direction. The warrior decides to dismiss it all as just another oddity of her capricious employer. "An Emperor's Children Strike Cruiser has just translated into the system, Lieutenant Commander." Fabius sighs abysmally. "It's the Diadem, isn't it?" Savona clicks her tongue in surprise. "How do you know?" Fabius opens a small pill tube and pours a good-sized handful of painkillers into his hand. "Migraine, Savona. Migraine from hell."
A few hours later Fabius is sitting in the library, still looking pale and very suffering. He leans back, a cooling pad on his forehead. Sighs. "He's practically impossible to deal with. You can only exploit his natural urge to attack anything that stands in rough line of sight and looks interesting or challenging - preferably both. For such times, I have made a list of possible targets for him. Then I can simply send him in the direction I would like to see him disappear. For the few occasions when that doesn't work, I have to fall back on my pupil Cesare, which I do reluctantly. Cesare is very talented and I would hate to lose him just because he has been too much of a pain in the ass for Lucius. But so far Lucius' residual sanity has prevented him from killing Cesare. He knows he needs the Consortium. And I'm enough of a realist to admit that Lucius and his men can be useful. Still… that damned migraine whenever that chemosian nuisance enters my system …."
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tagedeszorns · 3 days
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New RP-blog for Iron Fists-fans just dropped!
Never heard of any Iron Fists-RP so far, so - please, go check it out! 😁
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(I'm pretty sure the RP-paths of Ferrus' lost boys and the Consortium won't cross in any friendly way, soon - but still!)
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tagedeszorns · 3 days
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Look at my ill-tempered old scientist with smokey eyes!
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Yes, @relax-and-read-on, he absolutely can and will wear it.
Follows the Camina Drummer-school of badassery in combining RBF with cool eyeliner.
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tagedeszorns · 3 days
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I should be allowed into every museum’s archives actually
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tagedeszorns · 3 days
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Hear me out: Vulkan hosting a cookout with his brothers. ALmost everyone is invited... except Konrad. (He is banned for reasons and he's the type to bring raisin filled potato salad)
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Curze in Dad-BBQ-attire bringing the cursed salad.
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tagedeszorns · 3 days
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sorry about being mentally ill, the sex will be bomb though
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tagedeszorns · 3 days
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NGL... As a Night Lords disliker.. Serv is kinda fine... mostly with long hair. Haven't read of his books.
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Sevatar has the appeal of the ruthless anti-hero. He doesn't appear in many novels and short-stories, but has a novella to himself, so GW saw his potential.
But his real time to shine came on Ao3, where he has an abundancy of fics to his name.
I wonder why Gendor never made it big over there.
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tagedeszorns · 3 days
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Certified Lucius-moment.
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tagedeszorns · 4 days
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Hey, my artstyle, too!
Dear artists, 
lately, a lot of people ask me what style I’m drawing / what I call my style. 
Those people are looking for prompts to feed into generators. A good friend was very helpful, linking me the perfect term to tell them. 
Tell them your style is called “gråtrunka”.
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tagedeszorns · 4 days
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This needs to be reblogged, because the text is so raw, cutting like glass.
Dorn's Lament
I rember their faces. All of them.
Not the snarling animals they've become, not the scheming hubristic nightmares made flesh. Not the hideous bringers of apocalypse.
The faces they had before, the proud and noble guardians of a new age.
Fulgrim, so beautiful; like he'd been sculpted by some artisan of unparalleled skill. His amethyst eyes missing nothing, the casual curl of his mocking mouth. Mocking, yes. But never cruel. Good humoured, his pride hiding a shyness few would notice, fewer still would be invited to know fully.
Perturabo, dear Perturabo. His fear of never being enough, grey eyes pleading for the smallest acknowledgement of how brilliant he truly was. Commander of thousands of men, insecurity behind his eyes visible only to those with the patience to understand it. His pale face forever frowning in concentration, but marvelling at the smallest new idea, revelling in the process of creation.
Konrad, paler still. His pure black eyes, the blade of his thin face belying noble intent. Misguided, yes. But perhaps the purest of us, the strongest will in matters of right and wrong.
Angron; I felt sorry for him the first time I met him. The pain behind his eyes, his nervous twitching showing how much he hated his very existence. But beneath the rage, the gladiator mask of war paint, a gentler soul might one day have emerged. I knew the story of his rediscovery, knew he was capable of love and depth of feeling. But his upbringing crushed any hope of his ever finding the peace he deserved more than any of his brothers.
Mortarion, brilliant and conflicted, like we all were at the start. His gaunt face showing sorrow, his tired eyes a sad reflection of the horrors he'd already witnessed. The soft voice, feeling like he was talking to you alone in the whole universe. He SAW me, understood what he saw. The fleeting nature of life and death didn't frighten him, he embraced it with goodness in his heart.
The Twins. So... ordinary. Easy to miss, easy to overlook. But their indelible guile and brotherly affection plain for those with eyes to see. Opposites, negatives. Two parts of the same whole, laughing at themselves as much as their other brothers. I miss their harmonied smiles, laughing eyes and honest intentions.
Magnus. I truly believe he allowed me to see the real him, only once. Unremarkable in stature, his bronze skin shining in candlelight. His one eye full of mirth, excitement at learning something, ANYTHING new. Eager to discuss ideas for the future, the unmapped possibilities of creating a world of our own making.
Lorgar, so sure of himself, so wise but eager to listen. I told him things I'd never tell anyone else. A true brother at one time, soft spoken but fierce in his conviction. The lustre of his skin impossible for any artist to recreate, his humility and loyalty utterly humbling for me to behold.
And Horus. The best of us. The easy smile, the Cthonian gutter slang utterly scandalous in the right circumstances. His booming laugh disarming, his sculpted face righteous. Daring the galaxy to look him in the eye, willing the universe to meet him on his terms.
I admired them all, each differently, each in their own way. I still do, I'll admit to no-one alive. All of them unique, all of them my brothers, even now. Even after everything, even while they're making me kill them.
I remember their faces.
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tagedeszorns · 4 days
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No, "Apotheker" isn't synonymous with "apothecary" (the verbatim translation would be "chemist"), but I still like to think Fabius sometimes insists on being adressed as "Oberfeldapotheker" instead of "Chief Apothecary". Because he can. And because he still loves how his mother tongue is able to combine a lot of words into one.
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tagedeszorns · 5 days
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Timerunning Pandaria is coming
and I need a new character for this.
I had so much fun with IC-Warhammer-playthroughs. I had the Night Haunter, I had Fabius ... So, who shall be the next?
Some cool little Skitarii on a mission?
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Khorag wandering green pastures?
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Eidolon being his charming self?
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