Mumpy Puffinz posted:

they are from a different dimension, so yeah, how come they look like us?

Mumpy Puffinz posted:

they are from a different dimension, so yeah, how come they look like us?

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I opened up the flamer. I saw the man scream and writhe within the shaking torrent of extreme heat. His robes ignited in a burst, his skin crisped to black, but I kept up the roaring inferno. I saw something slimy and oil-dark curl up amid the flames, coiling for the strike. I heard fractured screaming as if from many places at once, none of them here.

I reached for my sword just as it leapt for me, a mass of prehensile limbs and wicked spines. I lashed out, severing one of the tentacles, then spun around to plunge my blade into the polyp of flesh at its heart. It shrieked and clutched at me, trying to smother me in waves of sinuous gristle, but by then I was in combat-trance, beyond mortal senses, moving faster and harder and working my blade in a whirl of pressed steel.

This was shedim. That should have been impossible, given our Geller aegis, but it was here, on the ship. I could smell its stink - the rotting of the human flesh it had taken for its own, pulled apart and remade.

I carved it open. It lashed at me, trying to drag me down, but by then I was a tongue of flame, a howl of the world's wind. My sword gyrated, and slops of its unnatural body thudded to the deck, still jerking.

'Anathema psykana', it whispered to me, rearing up in obscene mockery of physical law, growing into a tentacled slab of muscle and mucus. I saw its hundreds of eyes stare at me - hundreds of identical human eyes, copied from its host, replete with lids and lashes and tears. Its mouth had never stopped growing and was now a huge and ragged maw lined with teeth, flapping and salia-flecked. "Alone? Alone, out here? I will relish turning you inside out!"

...

The thing had a heart, it had lungs and it had organs, all pulled out of shape from its host but still necessary for it in this place. I delved to find them, cutting like a surgeon. When I reached my target the blade drove in deep, sending a jet of ink-black blood fountaining over both of us. I cut and I cut, wading into the belly of the creature to sever its essence before it could regenerate more.

It screamed all the while until I sawed out its swollen lungs, grabbing the sacs of pus and foul gas and hurling them messily to the deck. I ripped its gullet from its throat and I burst its flaccid stomach with a stamp of my boot, and that finally shut it up.

bob dobbs is dead posted:

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QuarkJets posted:

Okay so according to the lore: if a khorne demon is in a hell dimension then it doesn't need to poo poo, but if it's running around in a Generic Warhammer Forest in the real world then it's definitely gotta poo poo from time to time because those are just the rules of our material realm

Gripweed posted:

And of course sometimes if the veil between reality and the Warp is particularly thin they can just appear as purely Daemonic entities, where if you cut them open all they've got is smoke or goo or madness inside.

bob dobbs is dead posted:

one of the many stealings from dune by 40k is frank herbert's assertion that transportation utterly defines a civilization. but like many of their stealings they took it much further: that "physics is just suggestions in the warp" utterly defines the imperium of man, because they depend upon it to get their ships anywhere. probably one of the shittiest ftl methods imagined

bob dobbs is dead posted:

event horizon was originally intended to be a 40k movie, but they couldnt get the license. doom was independent redevelopment from a dnd campaign with incongruous shotguns and chainsaws (inspired by evil dead)

bob dobbs is dead posted:

talkin pre-pre-production, dream-of-the-director-to-make-a-movie stage

naem posted:

speaking of orks look at this paint job

limp_cheese posted:

Because what happens in the different dimension is directly influenced by beings in our dimension and their emotions. They are basically manifestations of emotion and will probably look somewhat like the beings that feel those emotions.

Or they are magic and our brains make us see them like us because it literally doesn't know how to perceive them.

Mumpy Puffinz posted:

at least Hp lovecraft said you couldn't understand what you saw

MrQwerty posted:

then described it lol

Mumpy Puffinz posted:

I can't. That is the point

MrQwerty posted:

I meant he then described it, after calling it indescribable

Mumpy Puffinz posted:

he's a 100+ year old racist

MrQwerty posted:

yeah calling something indescribable and then describing it in detail is part of his charm as an author

Cool Air is my fav lovecraft story, is there a 40k version of Cool Air

Mumpy Puffinz posted:

at least Hp lovecraft said you couldn't understand what you saw

Mumpy Puffinz posted:

that is just bad writing.
Oh no a different dimension, but they look like us, some even have tentacles and poo poo

Improbable Lobster posted:

other authors took lovecraft's ideas and made them vaguely readable

sad question posted:

"His mind reeled trying to understand the indescribable horror before him. An interracial couple or birth certificate proving his ancestors were Welsh."

Benagain posted:

I'm sorry for you to call any one piece of 40k writing bad is just impossible. That would imply that good writing was involved at some point.

Improbable Lobster posted:

"A regular-rear end penguin or other animals"

Hihohe posted:

Benagain posted:

I'm sorry for you to call any one piece of 40k writing bad is just impossible. That would imply that good writing was involved at some point.