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The Bone Orchard

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Indigo | She/Her

Some legions prefer to have grand feasts amongst their own: Word Bearers, Blood Angels, Lamenters, DawnBringers, Space Wolves, Salamanders, Sons of Horus, Death Guard, White Scars, Emperor's Children

Some prefer to just stick to their chapter or just their company: Ultramarines, Raven Guard, World Eaters, Imperial Fists, White Scars, Dark Angels

Some have like 1-2 people they'd like to eat with:

Custodes, Night Lords, Alpha Legion, Ultramarines, Iron Warriors, Dark Angels, Black Templars

Prefer to eat alone: Custodes, Night Lords, World Eaters, Dark Angels, Carcharodons, Black Templars

Dragged from work to go eat: Iron Warriors, Imperial Fists, Custodes, Thousand Sons, Iron Hands

Joined other legions meals: Alpha Legion

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The breakfast menu on the Vengeful Spirit fucking sucks.

Still laughing about that scene when Abaddon explains his warp fueled moonshine and Khayon looks for ANY polite reason not to drink it.

This is what you can expect for my shitpost quality. Putting shirts on them is effort I will never make for mere jokes.

Pre-heresy Abaddon brewed too, but not in the calm way like Ahzek Shrimen and his winery. He brews it like he's hiding it from the law, like that show Moonshiners in the US. Him crouched behind some greenery whispering to this camera crew 'damn feds might be catching onto me', then it pans over to some Ultramarines walking past.

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If the fallen primarchs can be brought back, I like to imagine the absolute dumpster fire that would be the family reunion dinner. Big E chilling as his skeleton self at the head of the table, watching it all go down. While warp Big E sits at the other end, acting like the intimidating uncle. Fulgrim asking Ferrus to pass him the potatoes and Ferrus saying "I would but remember how you cut my hands off?" even though his new self does in fact have hands.

Magnus is just casually burning all Leman's food ("JUST LIKE HOW YOU BURNED PROSPERO, LEMAN!")

The absolutely tension-rage filled silence between Sanguinius and Horus, with poor Corvus sitting between the two, sweating whole warheads (and sometimes glaring across the table to Lorgar).

Mortarion happily existing in his poisonous personal bubble, ignoring the hissing and howling coming from under the table (Konrad) or the nasty remarks and angry huffs from his left (Perturabo. *insert old man grumbles and curses under his breath*).

Lorgar sits next to Mortarion (right), winces at any sound resembling the rustling of bird wings and pointedly (desperately) avoids Corvus' glares. Honestly, he wishes to be ANYWHERE else but here.

Omegon smugly enjoys the absolute shitshow this so-called family reunion devolved into. He also throws knowing glances at one of the Ultramarines stationed around the room (who is definitely, 100% NOT an Alpha Legion undercover agent, 10 levels deep into deception).

Roboute is just done with everyone and everything. He is actually fuming that his brothers and so-called father left him all alone to deal with a literal burning dumpster fire of toxic garbage that is the Imperium. He angrily munches on his half-burned steak (Magnus' rage extended to all food, not just Leman's.

In fact, the kitchen is on fire and Vulkan has been trying to put it out for good 20 minutes now, while simultaneously keeping a furious Leman from biting off the Crimson King's head. The fires are warp-conjured though, and refuse to go out.

Lion is... just sitting there, eating. This is exactly how he imagined such a reunion would go down and feels righteous satisfaction that his prediction was correct. Has snatched the only unburnt steak and enjoys it immensely.

Apologies for hijacking the post.

Absolutely love both these takes. Konrad is kind of giving the ipad kid at this dinner, in his own little world under the table. Dorn is enjoying Perturabo being upset that Dorn's sat closer to their father, these two are one game of Risk or Uno away from causing another argument at this table.

With @yanagikou mention of the 'Ultramarine' being here, now I'm imagining a kids table at this dinner. It's slightly calmer than the main table but by a margin. Kharn surprisingly brought a dish to the dinner, blood pudding.

If the fallen primarchs can be brought back, I like to imagine the absolute dumpster fire that would be the family reunion dinner. Big E chilling as his skeleton self at the head of the table, watching it all go down. While warp Big E sits at the other end, acting like the intimidating uncle. Fulgrim asking Ferrus to pass him the potatoes and Ferrus saying "I would but remember how you cut my hands off?" even though his new self does in fact have hands.

Female Primarch time. Since apparently the term 'primarch' is derived from a masculine root, she's called 'progenitor' instead. Though unlike her fellow primarchs, she isn't Big E's kid. She's Malcador's kid.

Having been dragged into the family drama that occurred and was also transported to another planet away from terra. Solara is a powerful psyker, her legion being called the Dawnbringers.

So Space Wolves and their den mothers, they could just be ladies from Fenris or retired sisters of battle. Don't be fooled that just because the marines can get rowdy that they live in a lawless place.

Let the Emperor himself come help you if they see that you tracked in snow or blood onto the freshly cleaned floors. There's a dent on the door frame from where everyone knocks their boots to make sure the snows off the bottom of them.

They'll be dealing out a rationing of shit for the dumb stuff their giant space pups did while also fretting over them.

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