• CyborgMarx [any, any]@hexbear.net
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    I used to think the Nurgle faction was undercooked and incoherent as a concept, like who the hell would want to get sick on purpose and worship disease?

    Now I get it, the bricked boomer mindset that says “I’m special, I can take it” the idea you can conquer illness thru ego and wield it against your enemies

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      Nurgle isn’t about disease itself, but more of the very concept of a perversion of the neverending cycle of life, the idea of rot and decay without passing, disease without end. By embracing the rot, they conquer death itself, but in perverting it, they reject the cycle and change that comes with it, which is why they are naturally opposed to Tzeetch.

      • UmbraVivi [he/him, she/her]@hexbear.net
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        Yeah it’s about stagnation and, in a way, acceptance. Relishing in the eternal rot. You will contract every disease imaginable and become a disgusting, foul abomination, but you will learn to love it, that’s one of Nurgle’s promises. I don’t like Nurgle because all the body horror stuff is too icky for me but followers of Nurgle are some of the few people in Warhammer who usually seem like they’re having a good time.

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      Nurgle’s contagion is also often literal mindcontrol, like people literally just get infected with a plague that takes control of them. The rest of it is someone wallowing in despair, particularly when afflicted with magic diseases, until they become blackpilled and start reveling in their stagnation and decay and trying to spread their literal brainrot to others. And also the usual Chaos hyper-fascism shit of people seeking power and self-actualization through spreading horror and worshipping the ruinous powers, and just rolling the extra icky god from the “I’m going to commit abominations against reality for fun and profit” results chart on their rituals.

      It really does make a lot of sense when you look at actual reactionaries, and at its core does make for pretty good writing casting these pure concepts of fascism and related reaction as the foils to a brutal, corrupt, and stagnating empire that was built according to an inscrutable plan to play with the line where that remains the lesser evil compared to Chaos. Yet another way the Imperium is fundamentally a liberal autocracy, except unlike real liberals they actually materially crack down on subversion from their right instead of only from their left.

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    Listen, I’ve snorted all sorts of drugs off all sorts of surfaces, including tanks of toilets in public restrooms. But I never would have looked at the seat and gone “yeah that’s my first choice. The last guy’s ass warmth will help the drugs go down easier.”

      • SerialExperimentsGay [she/her, comrade/them]@hexbear.net
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        I keep saying it about this guy, but it bears repeating: Normally you do not want your wikipedia site to have either a section about SA allegations or about controversial treatment of animal cadavers and he’s got both, right next to each other, and both sections contain more than one well-sourced example.

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    This is often the least nasty surface in a bathroom stall to snort drugs off of. It speaks to his class character that he’d rather do lines off a toilet seat, where you risk losing drug into the toilet bowl itself, or onto the floor, and not just using the poor man’s snuffbox (the crook between thumb and forefinger) to hoot lines out of. The rolled up bills people use to do rails with are nastier than any toilet seat, anyways.

    Cocaine doesn’t lend itself to sound judgement, but RFK Jr. is the kind of guy you could sell crushed up no-dōz to for $200/gram and have him blowing up your phone the next day looking for more. Speaking strictly as a substance enjoyer this guy is a tool.