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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 8:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 10:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 10:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 10:25 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 6:24 am
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Shinji Ikari, male lead of Neon Genesis Evangelion, is infamous for being one of the most pathetic anime characters ever (though he gets better, way better, in the second movie of the new movie series). Some people have pointed out that we wouldn't be nearly as bothered if he was a girl... this is more-or-less intentional. Point is, he's a spineless loser in an absolutely insane world. In fact, his mental issues are pretty much necessary for him to pilot the Evangelion unit.
Warhammer 40k is a tabletop miniatures game set in an excessively grimdark future where no side has any hope. As TV Tropes describes it, "Warhammer Fantasy is Lord Of The Rings on a cocktail of steroids and GBH. And Warhammer 40000 is the above on a cocktail of every drug known to man and genuine lunar dust, stuck in a blender with Alien, Mechwarrior, Starship Troopers and Star Wars, bathed in blood, turned up to eleventy billion, set on fire, and catapulted off into space screaming WAAAGH! and waving a chainsaw sword." Also, "40k - where the genocidal, xenocidal, fascist, ultraconservative zealots with a morbid fear of technology and an unhealthy fondness for burning things... are the good guys." It's as over-the-top as you could possibly imagine.
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 6:30 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 6:43 am
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This pretty much sums it up.
"It is the 41st Millennium. For more than a hundred centuries The Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the Master of Mankind by the will of the gods, and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die.
Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in his name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat from aliens, heretics, mutants - and worse.
To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are the tales of those times. Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be re-learned. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim darkness of the far future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting gods."
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 6:46 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 7:01 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 7:55 am
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Hopeful Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 7:59 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 8:14 am
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Hopeful Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 8:35 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 9:05 am
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Hopeful Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 9:19 am
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