Death Guard
Death Guard | ||
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Battle Cry | None. Yes, none. Pre-Heresy, the more loyalist ones might say, "For Mortarion and Terra", but Mortarion put a stop to that. | |
Number | XIV | |
Original Name | Dusk Raiders | |
Original Homeworld | Barbarus | |
Current Homeworld | Plague Planet | |
Primarch | Mortarion | |
Champion | Typhus | |
Strength | Unknown; we can't tell the live ones from the dead ones | |
Specialty | Close assault, mass infantry formations, bio-warfare | |
Allegiance | Nurgle | |
Colours | Sickly green |
The Death Guard are one of the eight Space Marine Legions which betrayed the Emperor during the Horus Heresy, becoming Chaos Space Marines. They worship the Chaos God Nurgle and in return he infests their armor with pestilence and disease. The Primarch of the Death Guard is Mortarion, who has been elevated to Daemon Prince status. Their original homeworld of Barbarus has been destroyed.
History
Not many neckbeards dare to paint them up. Before the coming of Mortarion, they were known as the Dusk Raiders due to their early-evening assaults, using the confusion of the afternoon twilight to catch their enemies off-guard, during dinner. Because Mortarion dreaded the lack of badassery, and he as a Primarch was all "hurr durr grim reaper death decay" he named them the Death Guard instead, and had them repaint their armor to the charming colors of algae-green and mudslick brown white their armor was unpainted, save for a snot green trim and the legions heraldry. They got dirty after they started swimming in the drops.
Mortarion also had a personal guard, the speechless and silent Death Shroud, who were known to be within 49 (Get it? Nurgle's holy number is seven and 49 is seven squared?) paces of their Primarch, Morty.
Oh, and they enjoyed drinking a cup of venomous, poison bile to commemorate victory. Mortarion drinks that stuff like water, though his captains have trouble holding their guts inside after drinking.
All in all, the Death Guard are fun, poison-drinking aloof martial warriors before Horus threw the party, rotting avatars of AIDS Syphilis and decay after the party was finished. That must've been one hell of a party.
Daily Rituals of the Death Guard
06:00 - The Death Guard awoke from their dug-out grave. Waking up and getting out of the grave due to rotting ligaments and joints are extra long.
08:00 - Morning Meal. A light meal made from rotting meat and fungus is prepared by the zombified serf.
08:30 - Morning Prayers. A prayer is dedicated to Papa Nurgle. Each Death Guard secretly wishes a Nurgmas present from Nurgle himself.
09:30 - Morning Firing Rites. The Death Guard proceed to have target practice upon captured Imperial Citizens. Its a win-win situation as the Citizens are revived as zombies and the Death Guard gets experience. Nobody loses, everyone wins.
11:00 - Battle Practice. The Death Guard engage in battle practice within the mud swamps of the Plague Planet.
12:00 - Tactical Indoctrination. The Death Guard plans out the latest campaign to spread Papa Nurgle's Gift.
13:00 - Evening Meal. A medium meal is prepared by the zombified serfs. Most Death Guard prefer to order from Chaos Burgers and McNurgle's as the food delivery is faster.
14:00 - Evening Firing Rites. The Death Guard continue to practice on their shooting range.
15:00 - Battle Practice.
16:00 - Evening Prayers. This time Papa Nurgle has heeded the wishes of the Death Guard and has given them Nurgmas presents.
17:00 - Pet a Nurgling Period. The Death Guard are allowed to pet some of Papa Nurgle's blobs of rotting cutsies.
18:00 - Daily Nurgle Wedding. A local wedding is held by two love birds in the Plague Planet. Celebrations is held as the Death Guard congratulate on the groom and bride.
19:00 - Wedding Meal. A feast is held to congratulate on the newly wed couples in the Plague Planet. Everyone is happy and the Imperial Citizens who was shot for target practice are then revived as a zombie and are invited to see that not all things in Chaos is bad.
22:00 - Waking up Mortarion. The Death Guard tries to wake up Mortarion in his eternal snooze fest of self-guilt and regret. They fail as usual.
23:00 - Free Time. The Death Guard have their free time where they pray to Nurgle, get as much diseases as possible, help the locals in the Plague Planet and be overall a model citizen of the Plague Planet.
24:00 - Rest Time. The Death Guard dig up their own grave and rest in there.
Gallery
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Death Guard Plague Marines, moar like AIDStartes, amirite?
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Not much difference...
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This is the face of someone happy with their decisions. He has never felt more alive.