"I OWN A LASGUN FOR HOME DEFENSE, SINCE THAT'S WHAT OUR HOLY EMPEROR INTENDED.
FOUR HERETICS BREAK INTO MY BARRACKS- 'THE DEVIL?!' AS I GRAB MY CADIAN HELM AND M36 PATTERN IMPERIAL LASRIFLE. I BLOW A GOLF BALL-SIZED HOLE THROUGH THE FIRST MAN, HE'S DEAD ON THE SPOT. DRAW MY LASPISTOL ON THE SECOND MAN, BUT IT MISSES HIM ENTIRELY DUE TO A POOR DICE ROLL AND NAILS A RANDOM CIVILIAN ACROSS THE STREET. I'M FORCED TO RESORT TO THE LASCANNON MOUNTED AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS, OF THE ICARUS PATTERN. 'CADIA STANDS, LADS!' THE LASER SHREDS TWO MEN IN THE BLAST; THE SOUND AND COLLATERAL DAMAGE DRAW THE ATTENTION OF THE LOCAL ARBITES. FIX BAYONET AND CHARGE THE LAST TERRIFIED BLASPHEMER, WHO BLEEDS OUT WAITING FOR THE ARBITES TO ARRIVE AS IMPERIAL BAYONET WOUNDS ARE ALWAYS FATAL.
AH, JUST AS THE EMPEROR INTENDED."