Ἴκαρος MD, Ph.D, MSE, MSc: WELCOME YOU FUCKS TO THE NEXT INSTALLMENT OF THE ANGRY MARINES, LAST YOU COCKTAINS RECALLED; The Angry Marines spread across the reaches of the universe, their anger propelling them through EVERY FUCKING THING in their pathway, leaving FUCKNOTHING in their wake. With righteous fury, an entire FUCKULTRA DREADNAUGHT and a group of FUCK APPLICATOR ANGRY MARINES homed their RIGHTEOUS ANGER on the fleet of the PANSY PRETTY MARINES!
Ἴκαρος MD, Ph.D, MSE, MSc: THE FUNNY FUCKING THING, BROTHER?! THERE WAS NO OTHER INSTALLMENT
Ἴκαρος MD, Ph.D, MSE, MSc: WE'RE FUCKING OFF COURSE ON THE GODDAMN ANGER TIMELINE
Ἴκαρος MD, Ph.D, MSE, MSc: Their FUCKMIGHTY flagship, LITANY OF LITANY'S LITANY, rammed straight into the biggest of the FUCKSHIT PRETTY FUCKS SHIP; 'THE LOVE TRAIN.' "FRIDAY NIGHT MUTHAFUCKAAAAHS", the screams of FUCKING RAGENAUGHT VETERAN 'ASSFUCUS RAPIUS' echoed across the ship as the Pretty Marines erected an VERY FUCKING TINY BARRICADE made of ROSES. "Brothers, be reasona-", "REASONING YOU FUCKS?! REASONING IS FOR GOD DAMN ASSPIRATES LIKE YOUR WHORESLUT MOTHER AND GOD DAMN CHAOS MARINES, FUCK YOU!" ASSFUCUS RAPIUS ENRAGED, using his anger, ASSFUCUS RAPIUS roasted the FUCKLOVE PRETTY MARINES IN AN SEA OF FUCKING ENRAGED FLAMES SHAPED LIKE ANOTHER FUCKING ANGRY MARINE.
Joazzz: In the distance on an ASSNUGGETY BATTLE BARGE FUCK captain ASSHOLE made contact with HIS MIGHTY FURIOUSNESS COMMISSAR FUKLAW who ordered the rest of the fleet to follow LITANY OF LITANY'S LITANY'S example. Ship by ship the RAPE FEST met with the PANSY-ASS PUSSIES and the fierce battles of PURE PWNAGE made THE WARS FOR ARMAGEDDON look like A GAME OF ARM WRESTLING IN A SANDBOX. "BRING ME THEIR SEWERED RIBCAGES YOU DICKS!", captain ASSHOLE ordered as he felt the POWER OF FURY grow STRONGER in his ENRAGED HEART. He then turned his own craft to face the last remaining PINK GAYFAGGOT JOKE OF A SPACE VESSEL. "FULL STEAM AHEAD YOU MORONS!" he screamed and smashed his fist against the big red button obliterating the command console in the process, GLORIOUSLY. His mighty craft made of pure ROARING RAMPAGE OF REVENGE charged at the doomed METAL BOX OF COWARDICE and COMPLETELY FUCKED UP the command bridge of those DEGENERATE IDIOTS. In the process he readied his POWER FEET and as his craft collided with the enemy's, the captain himself charged out of the window towards the enemy commander. With all his RIGHTEOUS FURY he delivered the JUDGMENT OF THE EMPEROR right into the testicles of the purple-haired peace-loving HIPPIE SCUM. "POWERFEET ARE FOR KICKING THOSE FUCKS IN THE BALLS!" he declared with a shout, to which his men responded accross the void of space with volume so MIGHTY that the EMPTY VOID ITSELF MADE WAY FOR IT: "ALWAYS ANGRY! ALL THE TIME!"