Rereading Know No Fear reminds me that Aeonid Thiel is genuinely my favorite character in the HH series, probably my favorite in the franchise outside of the Ciaphas Cain series.

Here is a Space Marine who’s defining personality characteristic is not “he is a douchebag.” In a series where that’s 90% of the characterization going around. In characters we’re told are particularly douchebags. In characters we’re told are comparatively nice, no they’re also douchebags. These are very unpleasant people who are shitty to read about and I am merely going along in hopes of seeing them die. Then there are the non-Astartes characters who only exist to be constantly insulted by the narrative as weak and stupid and petty, by dint of not being Space Marines.

Then there’s this dude, who seems casually decent. He immediately teams up with and leads everyone on hand when shit goes down, seems to be genuinely friendly and concerned with others, here and in the audiodrama. No one ever makes a big deal about it in so many words, but he seems nice.

He gets bored. He constantly puts his foot in his mouth and makes decisions to ask for forgiveness rather than permission, when he even notices that someone might object to what he’s doing before he does it. He is a total trainwreck of a person.

In a series where it loves to use the line “A normal human would have gotten tired of this by now, but Space Marines could do this indefinitely” or “A normal human would have felt like this, but these were Space Marines who were 2000% better so they didn’t.” Which is really bad writing, the more I think about it, and is the reason Space Marines sound like such faker idiots—It makes it sound like they’re obviously feeling the emotion in question, but then quickly and unconvincingly denying it. Or a momentary mishap is attributed to primarch awe, in order to make the non-POV primarch character seem cooler. Then there’s Thiel, and it’s very clear, no that’s just him, no excuses.

He’s such a bad Ultramarine, that’s the source of a lot of his problems, yet… He is an Ultramarine. He’s that edge of the Gaussian curve reckless Ultramarine. Guilliman likes him. Gage’s first impression of him is that he is incredibly competent and does exactly what needs done, he just manages to walk all over propriety and procedure and other people’s toes in the process. Maybe he’s have been a better Luna Wolf, some friend of Torgaddon’s, but also really fleshes out “what it means to be an Ultramarine” and this book’s whole characterization of what Guilliman’s really like, not the things other people think about him in other books or in the 40k-era.

I just really like him, okay?

The Ishtar Heresy

Rather than do NaNo this year, I returned to a project from half a year ago:

The Ishtar Heresy: a fanwork-edit taking the text of the Horus Heresy series and genderswapping every single character, while changing a minimum of the rest of the content

Amaze your friends with the novelty of a 40k novel in which women actually appear. Or just a sci-fi/military novel in general where almost everyone is a woman, and no one ever feels the need to comment on this fact any more than they feel the need to justify when everyone is a man.

I’m sure there are still typos in the text, so feel free to point those out to me and I will update.

Know No Fear

‘Laurelin of Colchis. You may consider the following. One: I entirely withdraw my previous offer of solemn ceasefire. It is cancelled, and will not be made again, to you or to any other of your fatherless bastards. Two, you are no longer any sister of mine. I will find you, I will kill you, and I will hurl your toxic corpse into hell’s mouth.’

Shadows of Treachery

‘You said she wasn’t dreaming, Trez.’ Sevatar spoke aloud, dead-voiced and staring at nothing. ‘You were wrong.’

The Unremembered Empire

‘That’s the most acid thing I’ve ever heard you say, Robouta,’ he declared. She grinned at him. ‘Brace yourself, sieur. My big sister’s come to stay. The acid is only just starting to flow.’

Descent of Angels

They will not know why we turned from the Lioness. They will know nothing of our motives, but you can know them. You can know it all. Come listen, and you will hear my secrets. Come listen, and we will talk of Lucille and Lyra La’Jonson. We will talk of schism and civil war.

And, from earlier:

Ishtar Rising

I was there, the day Ishtar slew the Empress…

fourtygay:

candiceirae:

pholcidae:

I picked “hasn’t slept in 48 hours” but more like a few weeks since he’s a primarch.

Dorn, that’s not a mug. That’s a bucket.

I can’t help but think that it’s not coffee/recaff in that mug. It’s … something stronger. It’s … . oh, caffeine crystals, cut with amphetamine salts, ephedrine and about a kilo of cocaine. The Chapter Serfs wear gas masks when brewing it and even so, they tend to twitch a lot after making a batch.

self care is gulping down enough uppers to kill a space marine after three months solid of no sleep and leading the building of fortifications on Terra

irl crushes: He’s cute, but I don’t know how serious he is about intersectional feminism and combating US imperialism, let alone our personality mismatch
fictional crushes: He’s killed 2,000 civilians and he can kill me next for all I care

Should also mention, while I’m here: I’m not really in this fandom anymore. Yet, sometimes I randomly drags me back, especially when it’s November and I want to put words down. So, there are some new things I’ve written or edited and some old stuff that’s either finished or is never going to be that I’m going to start throwing up here incrimentally sometime next month, just to clear out.