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Heresy Ad Infinitum – Part IV
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Heresy Ad Infinitum – Part IV
By Tim Sweeney
IV
-againandagainandagainandagainand-
He awoke in the void. Eyes wide. Veins bulging. Lips drawn back over gritted teeth.
It all came flooding back. The becalmed courier vessel. The weeks spent living with brothers from different Legions.
Betrayal. Bloodshed. Death.
And it was all a lie. Read the rest of this entry →
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Heresy Ad Infinitum – Part III
Posted by Tim Sweeney
Heresy Ad Infinitum – Part III
By Tim Sweeney
III
Virhaddon threw himself backwards, crashing to deck while bringing the pistol up to fire between the knees of his armour.
He watched as the Night Lord seemed to flow to the side, impossibly fast even for a Space Marine, each of Usker’s perfectly aimed shots somehow missing by a hairsbreadth. The Iron Hand did not have another chance to fire as Cerck launched himself through the air to tackle the Loyalist to the deck. Read the rest of this entry →
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Heresy Ad Infinitum – Part II
Posted by Tim Sweeney
Heresy Ad Infinitum – Part II
By Tim Sweeney
II
‘By the grace of the Phoenician, enough Cerck!’
The Night Lord paid Holcius no mind, kicking an iron shelving unit laden with ammunition, causing it to tumble over as though it weighed nothing. The frame crashed to the deck, accompanied by crunch of flakboard crates and a tinkling cascade of brass shells. Read the rest of this entry →
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Heresy Ad Infinitum – Part I
Posted by Tim Sweeney
Heresy Ad Infinitum – Part I
By Tim Sweeney
‘Now,’
With but a single word did Heresy begin.
I
He crouched over the body of the Astropath like a starving predator over fresh-caught prey. The corpse had come apart in his grip, the soul-bonded psyker as frail in death as she had been in life.
‘By all the fires of Nocturne, what did you do?’ Read the rest of this entry →
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The Fabulous One: A Tale of Bile (Part 2)
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The Fabulous One
A Tale of Bile – Part the Second
by Tim Sweeney
“Look Ma, no hands!” cried Fabius Bile, the multiple arms of his chirurgeon armature stabbing down into the chest of Gharghath the Unspleened.
Ma’nkkqopxrqak’takzzxxpkq the Unpronounceable, Daemonette of Slaanesh and part-time nurse in Bile’s ‘practice’, rolled her eyes. Gharghath contented himself with rabid screams of two-parts agony, one-part mirth.
“No sense of humour, our Ma,” whispered Bile conspiratorially to the strapped down berzerker, “which is kind of ironic when you stop and think about her God. I mean really, you must enjoy a good laugh if you design your seductive sex daemon to look like the love-child of a Dark Eldar Haemonculus and a lobster, am I right?”
“URRRRGHAHAHAHA!” Gharghath, obviously no fan of the rival God/Goddess/Thing, laughed in hearty agreement. Ma the Daemonette just hissed.
Wiping the Khorne worshipper’s sputum from his face, Bile removed the various syringes and cutting implements from his guest’s torso.
“See how we have fun? Anyway, where was I?” Read the rest of this entry →
The Fabulous One – A Tale of Bile (Part 1)
Posted by Tim Sweeney
(A little 40k themed comedy spoof story about everyone’s favourite renegade Apothecary, I whipped this up pretty much as an escape from the darkness of the short stories I’d been writing. As usual, Warhammer 40,000, Fabius Bile, Space Marines, etc, etc all belong to Games Workshop)
The Fabulous One
A Tale of Bile – Part the First
by Tim Sweeney
“Tell me, friend Garghath,” said Fabius Bile, “can one assume that you know something of the original Legions?”
“GNARGLEBARGLEFEARTHHHNNNNNNNNNGGGGHHHH!!!!” said Gharghath the Unspleened, Lord of the renegade Scalpchewers and Champion of Khorne.
Bile shook his head sadly at his guest’s lack of tact, pausing for a moment to take a deep draught from the syringe so recently removed from the Khornate champion’s nether regions.
“Mmmmmm, exquisite. Musky, hint of corruption, small touch of cinnamon; twenty-first founding I believe?”
Gharghath managed a rather frothy nod, obviously feeling less murderous now that the giant needle had been pulled free of his tender parts; his lunges against the daemonic restraints were almost placid now in comparison. Read the rest of this entry →
