I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspire to the purity of the Blessed Machine.
I- Want I- Want to be a machine- and I- want to- be shining chrome and clean!
One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you.
Shout out to Alan Pan for inventing this.
Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you.
you missed you monthly subscription, sucks to be you
I’m just happy for the snake. They look like they’re having such a good time. I love their beady eyes as they look around and in the video I love watching it turn its head and stick its tongue out.
New Warhammer unit just dropped.
Is that one of those pleasure models?
Taking back what god took from them!
Egg cracking to gender dysphoria pipeline
