i tried this befoe and some mods thought it wasn't an rp so i fixed it

LORE:
For 4000 years both the anti furries and furries have been in a forever war that wouldn't end. the universe witnessed grand clashes among the stars, and neither faction would concede an inch without countless dead.
That changed when the hivemind of MLP fans known as "the Brony Swarm" invaded.

Skinnyguy looks at his team, a mix of people in fursuits and military suits with Anti_Furry flags on them. “Let’s go,” he says, walking with his M14 drawn.

I, a sangheili soldier who has commanded a few insurgents before the invasion, gather my men, HK416 in hand as i follow the group. The situation in Hasins is bad: Bronies have invaded and killed the local populace.

Skinnyguy sighs. “I’ve always hated furries, but this is worse.”

I say "Pale Court and a few soldiers will rendezvous with us just outside of hasins. we need to get the element of surprise too. i hear their degeneracy beams will degenerate our braincells to only 1, so that we die."

“Would tinfoil hats work?,” Skinnyguy asks jokingly but also somewhat serious.

"no they wouldn't but helmets and body armor can negate the impact, especially kevlar armor"

“Okay. Good thing I have those.” They meet up with RandomAccount

A vox transmission comes through from the pale court to setdef.

“Pale court in position directly above rendezvous point, imperial cruiser Retributor ready to drop troops on your mark.”

"okay, wait for the first bronie to go down, then drop, over. I'll shoot target brony."

Another voice, female, ze’mer you guessed, came on the vox. “Yes sir. We are arming our men as we speak and will drop immediately after the first bronie is confirmed dead. Pale court out.” The vox crackles with static after the reply, and the pale court readies for one of the largest drops in the century.

*shoots the first brony*
Mark!

He continues, “We were lucky enough to be blessed with a squad of the angels of death, space marines. Blood ravens. Ze’mer, one of my five “great knights” they’ve come to be called, will remain on the box channel for relaying and receiving orders, I have some men to brief. Pale king out.”

alright.....on my mark.....
*with my trusty HK416 complete with ACOG, foregrip, and semi auto mode, i shoot the first brony, who falls to the ground and dies immediately"
Mark!

tiny dots from orbit slowly appear, growing gradually to fighter ships, releasing hundreds of harakoni to the battle, six unique warriors dropping in the fray, the pale king and his knights the head of the army

"team, get to cover they're attacking!"
Everyone takes cover as the initial wave of missiles flies overhead and strikes Brony mounts, killing them immediately. the assault to liberate hasins has begun.

*950 warhawks in total dropped all at once, the pale court a stark contrast from their men, white warriors among a sea of beige* (above image is just for reference on what they look like, it’s easy to look up the names)

*the allied forces continue fighting their way through the city with heavy casualties sustained*

Men dropped around the court, but the shining white armor was like a holy sheild, not even dented by heavy fire as hegemol, the largest, rampaged through the city with a mace larger than any human. Almost 400 of the 950 warhawks were dead, but still they fought, truly the hammer of the imperium.

The pale king, leader of the warhawks, was a beacon in the war, leaving spikes of white essence and tridents of similar appearance in his wake, a whirlwind of pale light and magics. But he wasn’t the only one, as he had his pure vessel at his side the entire war. They were the hollow knight. The one to contain the light that dreamed.

Ze’mer and dryya, two other knights, were in charge of the mechanized elements, including chimera transports, Warhawk transports and leman Russ tanks. Holes in buildings emerged everywhere, cutting down any in houses unfortunate enough to be hit.

Lastly, ogrim and isma, the ‘lovers’ people tease, were leading the assault from underground, ogrim being a dung beetle, he was a master of surprise assaults. He and isma burst from hundreds of points to release warhawks who had tagged along to ambush brony fortifications, softening them for the main force.

*furry G5N1 bombers drop bombs all over the Brony fortress, the last survivng hostiles taken as POWS but quickly die off due to their severance from the hive mind*

*after several more casualties, and hours of fighting, the strike force encounters a pulsating mass of degeneracy. this is the local hive node of Hive fleet Fluttershy.*

The pale king, leading the remaining Warhawks, and the knights, holds his hand up to indicate a halt. “Do we fire, sir? I have enough remaining leman Russ and lasguns to shred it.”

950 drop troops at your command, made for war and born to kill in the emperor’s name. Just point us at the enemy you want to kill, and watch them burn in flames of justice. This is the regimental leader, the pale king speaking, ready to bring out the will of the emperor.

(Note: The warhawks are a regiment of imperial guardsmen from the universe of Warhammer 40,000, and are specially made for hit and run assignments.)

Warhammer is a stupid game.
Kys

Say. That. Again.

I never got to See what the comment said before it got deleted what was it

it was a man-baby with a MLP theme with a fluttershy plushie in a crib

Warhammer is awesome. Cope

Mr. Splode: PROFITS ARE THROUGH THE ROOF BABY!!!

I use a self insert option here. I take the role of a military officer for the Anti-Furry reich. I am currently leading my troop of men to rendezvous with a small militia of furrys, as to lead a siege against a Bronie stronghold. With me is my second in command, Lt. Takeda Takeshita

Skinnyguy runs into RandomAccount and his troops. “Hey,” he says, lowering his M14

“What army are you with?”

“Anti furs.” Skinnyguy says. “But I have some furries with me. They promised not to do weird shit, like bark, meow, spontaneously TikTok.”

“Very good! We are pushing a coalition into a Bronie settlement. We are to meet with the top ranking furry officer for this region to discuss strategy. Perhaps you would like to join us?”

“Yeah, sure.”

Some sangheili insurgents arrive interested.
"count us in."

“The triple group now marches into a furry fort to meet with Commander McStuffles

Cmdr. Mcstuffles: thank god the backup got here, we were running out of ammo. btw, we're gonna need a new strategy. we attempted to break the line before we arrived but we took so many casualties that we had to pull back.

“You idiot! I told you to wait! I knew the line couldn’t be breached without us! Do you have any bomber planes?”

"affirmative sir, multiple G5N1s that were under routine maintenance when we attacked. i apologize sir, it won't happen again.

“I want an aerial assault on that compound. Then, I want another one. We bomb those pony f**kers until they’re so weak, even a group of children could break through… understand?!”

“I want an aerial assault on that compound. Then, I want another one. We bomb those pony f**kers until they’re so weak, even a group of children could break through… understand?!”