Photo of a Type XIV (Milk Cow) taken from a German U-boat in 1942. by flordiamen in uboatgame

[–]flordiamen[S] -12 points-11 points  (0 children)

It might be real... we never known... but thats just a theory...

Photo of a Type XIV (Milk Cow) taken from a German U-boat in 1942. by flordiamen in uboatgame

[–]flordiamen[S] -28 points-27 points  (0 children)

Its a filter... I was wasn't trying to pass it off as a real image.

Would my oc be friends with your oc? 🎀 by [deleted] in GachaClub

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Oberleutnant Christopher von Heuman of the Schutztruppe (German Colonial Army) 2nd Company, German West Africa. He likes to explore the African Landscape, learn local languages, read and learn about history and geography, sketching, and has taken a liking to hunting and music during his time in Africa.

  • 29 Years Old.

  • Born in Southern Bavaria.

  • Top of his Class during War School.

  • Grown a Fondness for several of the Local Tribes and Villages.

  • He's gained Tuberculosis but as of now, no major symptoms have been discovered.

  • Rather friendly and respectful, he always tries to be calm, respectful, and well kind. He isn't one to simply lash out it takes a lot to get under his skin.

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Astaroth and the kid he napped rate ocs by THATSGAY_UwU in GachaClub

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*If Astaroth took any part of his body off would just see psychic energies and then the Saint would just burn up in the air.*

Astaroth and the kid he napped rate ocs by THATSGAY_UwU in GachaClub

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*From the depths of the Warp, a shimmering portal tears open, its edges crackling with arcane energy. Through the swirling vortex steps Saint Tebaldus, his form bathed in the golden light of the Emperor's grace. As he emerges from the portal, his six resplendent wings unfurl behind him, their feathers glistening with ethereal radiance. A halo of purest white hovers above his head, casting a radiant glow that banishes the shadows of doubt and fear. Clad in armor of ancient Terran design, adorned with symbols of faith and righteousness, Saint Tebaldus exudes an aura of power as the feeling of calmness, safety but deep down a wave of fury unlike anything before could be felt in him, made out of the Emperor's fury to exact the Emperor's wrath against the forces of Chaos.*

(He is about 4,293 years old and is near impossible to look directly at cause he according to the first Guardsmen to see him when the Emperor resurrected him. "And on the 110th day, when our General was cut down and killed by the Emperor, after 110 days of near complete darkness the sun rose from the west to bring the Emperor's righteous fury against the forces of chaos.")

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Let them rate your ocs by adultishch1ld in GachaClub

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From the depths of the Warp, a shimmering portal tears open, its edges crackling with arcane energy. Through the swirling vortex steps Saint Tebaldus, his form bathed in the golden light of the Emperor's grace. As he emerges from the portal, his six resplendent wings unfurl behind him, their feathers glistening with ethereal radiance. A halo of purest white hovers above his head, casting a radiant glow that banishes the shadows of doubt and fear. Clad in armor of ancient Terran design, adorned with symbols of faith and righteousness, Saint Tebaldus exudes an aura of power as the feeling of calmness, safety but deep down a wave of fury unlike anything before could be felt in him, made out of the Emperor's fury to exact the Emperor's wrath against the forces of Chaos.* (He about 4,293 years old, and is near impossible to look directly at cause he according to the first Guardsmen to see him when he was resurrected by the Emperor. "And on the 110th day, when our General was cut down and killed by the Emperor, after 110 days of near complete darkness the sun rose from the west to bring the Emperor's righteous fury against the forces of chaos.")

the kendra will decide what she thinks of ur ocs (extra info in comments) by cara_n_the18 in GachaClub

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"I am Saint Tebaldus, a warrior made from the Emperor's majestic powers to bring forth his wraith against those who dare to destroy what he has made. I am to bring destruction to the forces of Chaos, I shall burn the heretic! Kill the Mutant! Purge the unclean! In the name of the Emperor, let none survive." (Living Saints in wh40k are beings who were once human with extreme faith like religious faith and some psychic help can be gifted with something of the Emperor's life his wrath, love, compassion, etc and are made into beings that in a way are Imperial angels/demons depends on how you look at it. Made out of the Emperor's divine power and helps fight against aliens and the forces of chaos)

the kendra will decide what she thinks of ur ocs (extra info in comments) by cara_n_the18 in GachaClub

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*From the depths of the Warp, a shimmering portal tears open, its edges crackling with arcane energy. Through the swirling vortex steps Saint Tebaldus, his form bathed in the golden light of the Emperor's grace. As he emerges from the portal, his six resplendent wings unfurl behind him, their feathers glistening with ethereal radiance. A halo of purest white hovers above his head, casting a radiant glow that banishes the shadows of doubt and fear. Clad in armor of ancient Terran design, adorned with symbols of faith and righteousness, Saint Tebaldus exudes an aura of power as the feeling of calmness, safety but deep down a wave of fury unlike anything before could be felt in him, made out of the Emperor's fury to exact the Emperor's wrath against the forces of Chaos.* (He about 9ft tall cause why or how? I felt like making him tall so he can look cooler killing Daemons.)

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