Vår nästa grej: SÄtta upp en pjäs om the Horus Heresy

Jag haittade det här manuset på DakkaDakka:

THE HORUS HERESY:
Emprah: Hours, go reconquer the galaxy so there can be a new golden age.

Horus: But I should be Emprah, bawwwwww! Emprah: Magnus, stop it with the sorcery.

Magnus: But I know what's best, bawwwwww!

Emprah: Horus, tell Russ to bring Magnus to me because I said so.

Horus: Emprah wants you to kill Magnus because he said so.

Russ: Fine. Emprah's always right. Plus Ole Red has already been denounced as a traitor and I never liked him anyway.

Russ: You're about to die, cyclops!

Magnus: O noes! Tzeentch, I choose you! Bawwwww!

Russ: Ah well. Now to go kill Horus.

Russ: Rowboat, how have you not been doing anything?

Guilliman: . . . I've been writing a book.

Russ: Sigh. Let's go.

Guilliman: And I fought the Word Bearers!

Horus: Oh shi--Spess Puppies a'comin?

Abbadon: And the Ultramarines, sir.

Horus: Who? Anyway, this looks bad. *enter Sanguinis* What are you doing here? Come to join me?

Sanguinius: *throws self on Horus's power claws* Alas, I am undone! When you play Castlevania, remember me! *enter Emprah*

Emprah: Horus! So my favorite son killed my favorite daughter!

Horus: What about the Lion?

Emprah: Never liked her. Horus: No one does. Now prepare to die! *mortally wounds Emprah*

Emprah: Au contraire, you dick. *kills Horus*

Dorn: Okay, now I just plug this into this and . . . okay, it works! Emprah? Hellooooo?

Jonson: I did nothing!

Guilliman: I did more nothing that you!

Jonson: Nuh-uh. I was the most worthless!

Guilliman: Have you read my book?

Dorn: No one likes that book.

Khan: C'mon guys. It's not that bad.

Dorn: I guess not. Russ: You all suck. Ima go bring the Emprah back to life.

SLUT


VIlken var boken som Guilliman skrev? Imperium Tactica?

Han skrev Codex Astartes som definerar hur ett space marine chapter ska vara uppbyggt (vilket space wolves skiter gladeligen i :p)