Marshal Illustrator

[ORIGIN: PENAL COLONY FORLORN HOPE-IV // SECTOR: SUB-ARMAGEDDON] [PRIORITY: EXTREMIS][SUBJECT: HIGH WARDEN KRUGER]

"May the God-Emperor preserve us. This is High Warden Kruger. Code Black! We have a full-scale breach in the Deep-Mines. It’s not just a riot—the inmates are... they’re organized. They have crude weapons and smuggled mining tools!

My Enforcers are being butchered in the corridors. We tried to vox for aid, but the astropaths are screaming, they say the Warp has gone silent!There’s a shadow over the sun, some kind of living ship is descending from the upper atmosphere.

It’s the same as the reports from Tullianum. The prisoners, they’re shouting about a 'Great Mother' and a 'Devouring Queen.' Their mutations are beyond what we had documented. I can hear them moving, they’re coming through the ventilation shafts, I can hear them chittering in the walls... Throne, they’re in the room! It’s right behind—"

... huh... I Wonder what is...

FUCKING COSMIC ENTITIES— STOP SENDING YOUR AVATARS INTO MY GODDAMN DRAWING SHEETS

I get Megaraptorids.

Not hands. Hand.

welp, cool beans

i'm the deity of FUCKING SCIENCE????

ALL OF SCIENCE?????

No..?

Wha- what?

Eyem-

We can work this out

Together