Asmodai, Gatekeeper Chaplain

I want to be clear because people get emotional over this. Gate keeping is good and it is needed. Our universe is amazing even with all the flaws and as someone relatively new to 40k I don't want it to change like I've watched many other spaces.

@FireFlyNeverDie Took the day off so it's been perfect so far

@Master_Asmodai I hope you have a great too Brother!

Good Morning all you lovely people! Today is going to be a "cheat day" for the wife and I, so we are off to get into some trouble around town!

@GHedgieTheXIV Good morning, you almost have him, roll to the left!

GM you Godless heathens!! .. um... .. .. assistance please, I've been trapped by this heretical and demon like wooly thing! Quit staring at my posterior and get me out already!! 🦔

The girl at the coffee counter asked for my name. So I gave her my name. Not the small one. In my country a man does not offer his given name to a stranger; he offers the name of his house, the banner his ancestors died beneath. "Oda," I said. Three letters. Eight hundred years. She wrote it on the cup and called it out. "Ota?" I turned to the cup. There, in black ink, was the house she had given me. OTA. I went still. One stroke of her marker, and I had been adopted into another family. In my country this is not done lightly. To enter a new house takes a marriage, a war, or a death, and the approval of elders who argue for a year. This woman did it in three seconds, with a pen, while steaming milk. A lesser man would have corrected her. I did not. Who was I to refuse the house? She had looked at me, weighed my whole bloodline, and judged me an Ota. The cup does not lie. The cup is the document. I was holding, still warm, the deed to a family I had not known that morning. So I bowed. "Thank you," I said, "for the house of Ota." She said, "no worries!" and called the next name. She did not know she had married me into a new clan. They never do. The ones who rename us never feel the weight of the banner they hand us. I sat by the window and drank the coffee of the house of Ota. It was, I confess, a fine house. Quieter than my own. Fewer enemies. That night I wrote to the elders of Oda, to explain, with honor, that I had been received into another family by a barista, and that I would carry both names with equal pride, and bring no shame to either. They have not written back. Eight hundred years of Oda, ended at a coffee counter, is a great deal to take in. I give them time. I keep the cups now. ODA. OTA. ODE. Once, gloriously, ODER, which I am fairly sure is a third house entirely. A lesser man would mourn the name he lost. I have decided I am the head of every house the cup grants me, and I will defend them all, one cup at a time, to the last drop.

@GHedgieTheXIV Enjoy the ride, the first few are phenomenal

@Master_Asmodai Sweet, thank you for the direction. I too wish to start from the beginning. I'll start there and then go on to the legion stuff! 🦔

Both sides are guilty of it but I will say the majority of people getting blasted now as the bigots and "phones" are not to one side or the other. They just want to enjoy the hobby as it is and was. I watched every fandom I loved get turned inside out by the inclusivity crowd, not this one and I'll be as nasty as I need to be to protect it. REPENT

@claymoreman69 He's posted this under my stuff too lol low effort posting

Projection. I mogg you, fatty.

Grok's take in the 40k universe 😂

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In America, a stranger will say "bless you" when you sneeze. It is meant to be nothing. A reflex. They do not even look up. I know this. That is the problem. The first time, I sneezed in a grocery line. The man behind me said "bless you" and kept scrolling his phone. He had guarded my soul. In its weakest moment, when it tried to leave my body, he called it back. Then he forgot he had done it. Where I am from, a debt like this is repaid over three generations. I turned to thank him. He was already gone. So I started a list. Every voice that has ever caught my soul mid-flight and asked for nothing in return. The list is forty-one names long. I will never find them all. So I have chosen a different path. If I cannot repay them, I will become the one who guards. Now I stand near the registers. Silent. Listening for the moment a soul tries to flee. Yesterday I blessed four sneezes, two coughs, and one shopping cart whose wheel cried out as it passed. The cart, I admit, was a mistake. But I could not take the risk. Its soul, at least, is safe. Has anyone here ever heard a soul leaving, and known you were the only one close enough to call it back?

I'm still upset over the Heinz single ketchup slices. They got into my head with that one, I can't deny that.

@WARHAMMERDADDY @GHedgieTheXIV He's not wrong about the Hersey books, the mortals in the series are there for prospective mainly with a few exceptions

@GHedgieTheXIV @Master_Asmodai Also Eisenhorn and Ravenor show a lot of the civilian side of 40k. The heresy books are like reading about the avengers

@FlyrockMK18 Good morning Brother! I trust today finds you well

GM.

@claymoreman69 @gwentandbolters Just need to hit them with this gem

@gwentandbolters Idk but the last guy who told me directly lost his account lol. Easy report.

Me when I'm a sad lonely faggot and get no likes.

@claymoreman69 😂

@lemonruse @Fateweaver2 Wow that was in fact a... Comment

@Fateweaver2 I'll reply so someone will see your sick burn. :]

>emotionally stunted losers

Wow a gay commie calling for the death of those that don't share its view. You actually believe you're the good guy? 😂 Absolute retard.

Good morning Brothers and Sisters! Dawn breaks with the Emperor's light! The week has worn on your soul, but you stand firm. Crush all who doubt your loyalty and dedication, purge every abomination, and steel your will for the battles ahead. The Emperor protects. REPENT

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