What the fuck did you just say, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Officio Prefectus, and I've been involded in numerous raids against internal and external heretics alike, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in psychological warfare and I'm the top Commissar in the entirety of the Ultima Segmentum. You are nothing to me but just another heretic, just another degenerate that needs to pay the price. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this galaxy, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Interwarp? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of informants across the Imperium and you location is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The sotrm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over fourty thousand ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Imperial Army The Imperial Guard The Astra Militarum The Wall of Guns and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass of the face of the material universe, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little ''clever'' comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead kiddo.
You are wrong to assume that tanks are my biggest hobby.
Well, unsurprisingly, I have nothing to report.