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#1 - stefotrix

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(03/01/2017) [-]

emperors spaghettie

#2 to #1 - thewizsam

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(03/02/2017) [-]

You for got

There blood on in uniform already

#9 - sgtshrapnel

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(03/02/2017) [-]

His palms are sweaty, morale weak, bolter ready
There's blood upon his armor already, meat confetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
Codes he wrote down, the ork's howl goes so loud,
He opens his mouth but commands won't come out
He's choking, how? On all the bodies smoking now!
His luck's run out, time's up, over-*BLAM*

#24 to #9 - morelazors

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(03/02/2017) [-]

Morale weak?? Can you even use those two words in a sentence?

#31 to #24 - beasert

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(03/02/2017) [-]

The enemy's morale is weak! Affix bayonets!

#29 to #24 - ugottanked

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(03/02/2017) [-]

Johnathan's Morale was weak, he didnt know if he had the strength and determination to push on.

So to answer you, yes.

#30 to #29 - morelazors

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(03/02/2017) [-]

That sounds like HERESY TO ME

#15 to #9 - questionableferret

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(03/02/2017) [-]

Snap back to da battlefield, BOOM da shot rattle real
WAAAGH we goin' rabbid, dey choke!
Humies so mad, but dey won't give up dat easy? Bah!
Dey don't have it, dey knows, screamin' da radios!
It don't matter, we dope, dey knows that, frontline's broke
Dey so so ****** dat dey know, dey turn backs to us BOOM dey get blown,
That's when it's back to the gunz again yo, dis whole battlefield
We gunna go capture this whole planet and blow it to glass!

#17 to #15 - cyrodill

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(03/02/2017) [-]

#28 to #15 - sgtshrapnel

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(03/02/2017) [-]

With their souls escaping, through the warp that is gaping
Cadia's mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, mass disorder
A mortal life is boring, but daemonic princedom's close to post mortem
The forces fight harder, the fires grow hotter
He throws the Krak, blood of his foes is all on him
Coast to coast battles, he' known as the globetrotter
He tries to rest and only dreams of the slaughter
But hold your nose 'cause here comes Nurgle's Rot, sir
Don't need his father no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next fount that flows, promising power for nada
So the old tales are told and unfolds, the tech is old partna, but the war goes on
DEATH TO THE CORPSE EMPEROR!

#16 - vankhelle

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(03/02/2017) [-]