It’s the intro on pretty much every 40k book there is (Edit - not on A Thousand Sons, that has a different intro, so probably not Horus Heresy and the like, anything occurring in the 30k era).
I just checked my copy of the first Ciaphas Cain novel as well as Wreck and Ruin (Sister of battle novel) and it’s copied essentially word for word.
It’s literally just the intro to most Warhammer 40k books, just with McConnell swapped for the emperor and a few words changed.
It’s copypasta.
Same. I loved the PS1 and PS2.
It's been easy enough to set up a gaming PC in the living room for both desk and couch gaming (my gaming rig automatically switches to the TV if the TV and receiver inputs are on). Sony exclusives just aren't what they used to be, and I haven't really cared much since the PS2/PS3 era. I sold my consoles in 2012 and haven't looked back, still more games than I'll ever have time to play.
In the early 00s I made a fair bit of money as a side hustle fixing stuff that the Geek Squad had messed up.
I did this for a bit in the late 90's and early 2000s. Didn't really do many jobs (I had two jobs and college to deal with already). Eventually quit altogether after a pastor gave me a computer to fix that was riddled with porn and malware. I cleaned it up, gave it back in good shape, and a few days later he wanted his money back because it had viruses again and said I hadn't fixed it.
I told him I'd give him his money back if I could look at it right then and there and confirm he didn't download a bunch of porn again. He took the machine and left without another word. It was small change stuff that was more hassle than it was worth, and that was the end of it for me. I do not need to know this stuff about people.
Fuck. Yet another company I donate to behaving like shitheels. Fuck. No more donations I guess.
Thankfully I’m not paying it. Even before the AI boom I saw the overall upward trend in power costs. I went solar with battery backup when I had my house built and I bought enough to be at or above 100% offset with net metering. The only thing I pay is the grid-tie connection fee each month, and I get a small check from the power company each year for any overage I generate.
I run into it often, but I live in a rural place where eggs are commonly sold in huge quantities (like bulk 5 and 1/2 dozen cartons). Usually I'll find another carton that's got cracked eggs as well, and swap for some good ones.
I hope to be on that path. I’m in my 40s and tired of the grind. Nowhere close to retirement yet, but I am likely on track to pay off my house early in the next two years (maybe 7 years into a 30 year mortgage) which will go a long way.
I’m saving as much as I can and hoping I can retire lean in my mid or late 50s.
Right now though all I can think of is that I need a sabbatical after my current job ends (either layoffs or just quitting) because I really need a break.
Maybe consider some of us just want to play with friends and/or spouses or partners.
Reintroduce LAN play and locally hosted multiplayer servers. IDGAF about playing with randos, I just want to play with my wife, and I’d prefer it to not be something that can shut down because the company went broke or didn’t care anymore.
Seriously, I barely play any new games, and pretty much no AAA that have come out the last few years. This year I've finished:
And currently I'm playing Megacopter: Blades of the Goddess solo, and Divinity: Original Sin 2 with my wife.
I'm having a blast tearing through the backlog this year, and I've barely bought any games compared to previous years. My Steam Deck alone has like 150+ games on it I'm looking to play through, and that doesn't even account for all the retro games I'm looking to play via emulation.
Been on Linux since 2015 as my daily driver, and since 2023 for my gaming PC. Pretty much zero issues, and in some cases, much better performance and compatibility than Windows.
Here’s the original text (hopefully autocorrect doesn’t screw it up, I’m posting on mobile):
It is the 41st millennium. For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the Master of Mankind by the will of the gods, a master of a million worlds by the might of His inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that He may never truly die.
Yet even in His deathless state, the Emperor continues His eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor’s will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest among His soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Astra Militarum and countless planetary defense forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat of aliens, heretics, mutants — and worse.
To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are the tales of those times. Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be re-learned. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim dark future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting gods.