warhammer 40k loves to call itself a satire of fascism and then depicts a universe in which all of the great fascistic anxieties and beliefs of its imperium (the enemy is everywhere, it is both weak and strong, we are eternal, any violence we commit is justified, our leader is our genetic superior, degeneracy will lead to the collapse of our society) are all objectively true, completely blunting any satirical edge it could have, but giving it just enough plausible deniability that games workshop can market to anyone of any ideology
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I will express my personal opinion about the design of the Sisters of Battle armor. The problem is, it's not just steel plate armor, it's power armor. Under the layer of armor (even if it's thin) is a frame (on which the armor plates are attached) and artificial muscles that set the armor in motion and give the wearer superhuman strength. In other words, it should look like a Crysis nano-suit with armor on top of it. Therefore, the power armor of Sisters of Battle cannot be thin and tight to the body like a latex dominatrix suit with high heels. But in most cases, it is portrayed as such, because it's canon of GW.
If we talk about chest armor - it's all about preferences. Personally, it seems to me that the option with a single chest protrusion is more acceptable than the division into chest # 1 and chest # 2. More space for frame and artificial muscles.
In conclusion, I will say this - if I want to look at imperial women in tight clothes, then I will enjoy looking at assassins from the Officio Assassinorum. Or maybe Repentia sisters, they generally fight half-naked. Let power armor be power armor. One that gives the feeling that with one blow of a steel sabaton they can send you flying for five meters or tear off your head with a sharp movement of one hand.
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Even in the Grimdark future there is room for hope and mutual aid. The Autonomous Core Miners League is small in numbers, but strong enough to move the Kin onto a path of prosperity without destruction, prejudice, and the support of all species in the Galaxy. All are welcome to join The ACM and fight not only for survival, but for a free and prosperous Galaxy.
“Our ancestors gave us the opportunity to prove that the species in which peace and mutual support are the rule, prosper, while the unsociable species decay.” - Kin Piotr (Former Kâhl and Grymnyr)
Sometimes you wake up in a cold sweat at 3am, delirious from fever, and your first thought is "goddamn. Unfortunately Warhammer 40k is so fucking cool."
Goddamn. Unfortunately Warhammer 40k is so fucking cool.
People: Warhammer isn't satire. This is a very serious setting.
The Setting: Ferrus Manus, whose name means 'Iron Hands' in Latin, Primarch of the Iron Hands, who has actual Iron Hands, is currently flying in his ship the 'Fist of Iron'.