Title: Normal Norman - Normality is Heretical #1 Author: Octavianon Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/3jcDBDpj First Edit: Tuesday 23rd of July 2013 02:16:00 PM CDT Last Edit: Tuesday 23rd of July 2013 02:16:00 PM CDT >Be Imperial Guardsman Norman >Just another number in the Canterlot 103rd Regiment >My stupid mouth, plus the actions of one particular sanctioned psyker, has me suspect of Chaos worship, plus xenophilia >THANKS PURPLE >At this point, I'm just glad I haven't gotten BLAM'd >Yet... >Not that that will matter in the next couple of minutes, seeing as fucking orks have part of the regiment trapped in a canyon >"The xenos come for us all, darlings! Give your worst to those uncouth ruffians and show them the might of the Imperium!" - said the most beautiful being I'd seen in my pathetic life >My commissar... >As the ork assault approached, I jumped behind Red's sandbag as instructed, ready to help defend his position >His heavy bolter was a good incentive to do so as well >"Red." >"Hm?" - he replied >"If we don't make, I just want you to know, it's been a pleasure killing xenos with you." - I said >"Eeyup." >In an instant, the air was filled with laser fire and heavy ordnance being targeted at the green horde >Not that it did anything to stop their momentum, as they started overwhelming our positions, one after the other >Things became even more dire as Red began firing on what had a second earlier been Orange's position >Last thing I saw before turning away was her, beating down a number of greenskins with the butt of her lasgun >As a "killa kan" closed in on us, I knew our time was up >Goodbye my dear Commissar Aryan Beauty >Atleast you didn't BLAM me >The world suddenly started to spin as a tremendous shockwave knocked me to the ground >Getting up, I saw a Banblade where the Kan had been a second ago, apparently having dropped from the canyon's cliffside >"BRADICAL!" - came over the vox >"THE BRADBLADE IS HERE TO DELIVER TEN BARRELS OF PAIN! ALL GUARDSMEN, FOLLOW ME TO GLORY!" >On Holy Terra, high up in the Imperial Palace on the Himalaya's, sitting upon the Golden Throne, the decaying form of the Emperor cringed