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Comparatively, not a terrible fate. Least there’s no one shoving a metal spike up your ass and lighting you on fire. With warp magic keeping you alive for millennia. It’s all a matter of perspective.
@@Zlyxon well after the last book featuring him and his war id say hes pretty unhappy with the ecclesiarchy and the sisters of battle as a whole. #imperialTruth
I'd really like to have overheard the conversation that led to them operating elevators. "But Sir! There are over a million elevators in this Solar System alone! Surely you ca-" "I don't care how many civillians we have to mutilate, I REFUSE to push a button when I have the option to tell an animated corpse to do it for me!" "Maybe we could assign people to-" "Commisar, make this man a servitor and place him in my office elevator!"
"Well, the lifts was a good idea." "Uh... yes, sir." "Now, I want to watch the 'Adventures of Ciaphus Cain'. Where is the remote?" "It is over there, sir." *Looks over and sees it 2ft away from where he is sitting.* "Hmm. It worked for the lifts..." "Oh no..."
FrakkinGaiusBaltar just imagine a Star Trek/ 40k crossover and starfleets Borg troubles were simply down to one adeptus mechanicus techpriest saying to another “you know those starfleet pussies? It would be really funny to fuck with them a bit...”
lol, also "treath", in that instant your left hand was acting faster than your right hand. A fail-safe instinct compels you to report to the servitor maintenance district and seek out an Artisan for repair and recalibration.
Not quite. Whilst most of the Borg technology would be vase benefit, since the Borg, as a whole, use a hive mind to control its individual drones. Wouldn't the hive mind itself, at first sight, be seen as a form of AI, therefore illegal? As for the Federation, although human-led. Allowing Xenos to live as equals within its borders, the use (to the point of overreliance) of limited dumb AI, the allowance of a Soong-type android to exist and have equal rights. would have a commissioner signing off an exterminates order post hast.
@@scotibot7450 Most 40/Trek crossovers would end up in: >Captain, we are under attack by some kind of aggressive subspace-inhabiting lifeform. >Ma'am, I believe that if we detonate a tricobalt device while reconfiguring the deflector dish to emit a resonating subspace polaron pulse, we might be able to destory our attackers! >Captain, I must point out that this is a gross violation of the prime directive... >Shut up, Tuvok. Make it so, mister Kim. And that's how the Chaos Gods were defeated.
The cherubim are actually so creepy that even some people in the 40k universe find them disturbing though XD As desensitized as the populace is there, that is a feat.
Khorne's bloodlust kills billions. Me: that's so cool. The tyranids consuming a whole planet overnight. Me: awesome, I wanna see more Slaanesh's excesses: I need to cut myself more. Me: ok, you're starting to go to far. Cyborg babies: WHOA NOW, YOU CROSSED A LINE!
Customer: Hello tech support I,m calling because my servitor is malfunctioning Tech support: what seems to be the problem ? Customer : I'm trying to dictate to it and all it writes is "I'm in pain, I'm in pain, I'm in pain" Tech support : have you tried turning it on and off again?
Well, of course your servitor doesn't work properly if it's turned off. Though, how would the average imperial citizen react if a servitor suddenly expressed that it was in extreme, constant agony for possibly centuries.
@@ignatz14 There is a scene in " The Unremembered Empire" Horus Heresy book where John Grammaticus being a psyker states that he can feel the very soul of the servitors screaming out in agony begging for death. So I'm sure most psykers at least don't find them pleasant to be around.
@@shanegrimes3455 Couple places online I think you might be able to read it if you look(saw a .pdf on google once), Amazon and BlackLibrary as paperback and E-book, also on audible I believe. The Unremembered Empire is the 27th Horus Heresy book by Dan Abnett, takes place after the fall of Calth on top of getting to see another side of Roboute Guilliman you get other big players like the Lion, Konrad Curze and my favorite Vulkan. Should definitely read it.
@@artur6912 God I wish GW wasn't an insufferable Karen when it comes to the Lawyers. Cuz this just gave me the absolute BEST idea for a fan animation mini-series.
At that point the movie probably would have played out the opposite, instead of being encouraged to wake up he would have been encouraged to take the blue pill and remain asleep as he would only wake to a true nightmare.
that "Oh..." IS basically the exact react of 90% of people i talk to about the "Cool" stuff in 40k. I am trying to start a Table Top game of 40K RPG, heavy home brew but more because i took all the d100 system games and put them together as best as i could. One guy loves Cyborgs and is going into engineering so he picked Mechanicus... You can imagine his reaction when i told him the laws about tech. I have a video for him to watch now to really get him in the mood for 40k. After all, you can not play 40k properly until you have had your soul destroyed even a little bit, breaks the lore of the game :)
Daniel Domeisen ah yes, I remember my days as a young bright eyed “engineer” before my induction into the cult machanicus. They showed me the weakness of my flesh, and it disgusted me. PRAISE THE OMNISSIAH
Imperial Citizen in life: "Welcome to the Emperor's Will Grill. I am your server, Tor. May I start you off with something to drink? The soylent greens are very fresh tonight in the pear gorgonzola salad." Imperial Citizen Servitor: "Welcome to the Emperor's Will Grill, please select menu codes." See? More efficient. Praise the Machine Spirit!
@@merlyberdproductions883 Hmmm. . . Your pfp looks suspiciously like the emblem of those commie blueberries citizen. . . . Why don't you take a seat over there while I get the tech-priest, I INSIST. *LoadsBoltPistol*
Ahh yes. The servitors. •Some are libotomized zombies. •Others are disembodied by their cybernetic lobotomy watching their life go by in 1st person while languishing behind their own eyes. •Some have a considerable degree of free will but hide the fact from their handlers.
In the novel Mechanicum by Graham McNeil there’s a un-named servitor who wanders into the marsian desert out of his own volition. Free thinking but confused. My 2nd favorite novel perhaps. Flight of the eisenstein is definitely the best.
your kyle servitor model always baffles me. why dont you get its squeaky vox unit seen by the mechanicus. and brain wipe it. or is it possibly too many brain wipes that has caused its malunctrions ?
Arco-flagellation is a good example of the Grim Dark: "Piezo-edged bone saws extruded from the arms of the throne and sliced through his wrists with ultra-rapid precision. Blood jetted explosively, but even as the agony cut through his diminishing chemical haze, cauterising heat was brought to bear, sealing the stumps with a single pulse of agonising heat. As horrifying as the removal of his hands had been, it was nothing compared to what came next. Clicking machines with calliper hands like the nightmarish claws of a demented toymaker began stripping the skin, muscle and nerve tissue from his forearms all the way to the elbow. Surgical flesh-weavers layered replacement nerve-strands over the reinforced bone and grafted fibre-bundle muscle in place of the discarded organic tissue. His chest heaved and his limbs thrashed against the restraints. They simply tightened in response. He couldn’t move. He could only watch as his entire body was pared back and remade. Sealed caskets rotated up from the floor and opened with pneumatic hisses of condensing air. The monotonous stream of binaric nonsense the tech-priests were chanting faltered fractionally as the caskets opened to reveal the weapons within. Such awesome tools of destruction required reverence. Through a haze of tears and hate, he watched two of the machine priests step forwards and attach the devices to his arms using implanted bolt-drivers, neural shears, flesh grafts and sacred unguents. He felt every insertion, every bolt driving down into bone and every screaming horror of exposed nerves being spliced together. A burst of power surged through him, and telescoping carbon-steel electro-flails twitched and danced as ancient, barely-understood circuitry meshed with his crude organic functionality. The gurney tipped backwards, and the drills, excising machinery and clamps went to work on his skull. Trepanning picks bored through bone and the clicking, mechanised hands inserted neural control implants before finally removing the upper dome of his skull. He felt the lid of bone creaking upwards and the horror of his mind being exposed was almost too much to bear. Sacred arrangements of sacred oil were dripped into his brain cavity, with each anointing accompanied by the sixteen names of the binary saints. Spinning orbs with mechanical blade limbs as thin as spider legs clicked into place before him, whirring with demented glee. No, no, no, no, not my- The whirring orbs stabbed forwards and plucked out his eyes. This is not my body! This is not my body! This is not my body! This is not my body! This is not my body! This is not my body! This is not my body! This is not my body! This is not my body! Delicate clamps kept his optic nerves taut as complex targeting arrays, broad-spectrum threat analysers and visio-cognitive orbs were attached in place of his eyes and implanted into his skull. A cranial cowl that was part devotional feed, part cortical inhibitor and part death-mask was slotted home, lowered over his slack features and wired to the frontal lobes of what remained of his brain as hymnals blared from unseen augmitters. Like the grinning skull faceplates of the Chaplains of the Adeptus Astartes, it was the rictus agony of the Emperor, and all those whose doomed fate it was to look upon him would know he had been punished by an agency beyond that of mere men. Detailed schematics of the body-plans of the men before him sprang up on the inner surfaces of his eyes, complete with endurable stresses, violation tolerances and a hundred other measures of how they could be ripped into screaming ruin. The work continued for another hour, agony upon agony, horror upon horror, until there was little sign that a human being had once sat in the throne-gurney. The mortal meat of Lukasz Król had been scraped away and replaced with an instrument of death and annihilation. Only Abrehem remained and even he was a ravaged shell, cored out by the same processes that had made sport of this man’s flesh. Yet even as his consciousness wept and wished for extinction, he felt the soaring ecstasy of having the power of life and death. For all intents and purposes, he was no longer human, his body enhanced to lethal levels of killing power and stripped back to the most basic physiological functions. Lukasz Król had effectively ceased to exist, and in his place sat something else. Something altogether more dangerous and more appalling. ‘It is done,’ said the pontifex, with a solemn nod, stepping forwards and dipping his fingers in an inkhorn of sanctified pigment that a genuflecting tech-priest held out before him. He drew four parallel lines of crimson down the skull mask. ‘In Thor’s Blood are ye anointed. In Thor’s Blood shall ye awaken,’ said the pontifex. Rivulets of paint slid down the mask like tears of blood, dripping onto a chest that now bulged with cardio-pulmonary enhancers, adrenal-slammers and dormant steroidal compounds. Spinal implants snaked down his back in a chain of injectors, and stimm-reservoirs on his shoulders gave him a hulking, over-muscled proportion to his upper body. He was a killer now, a render of flesh, a weapon and an act of retribution all in one. Abrehem revelled in this new incarnation, a being of almost unlimited violent potential to whom no atrocity was beyond his capabilities, no loathsome act of utmost cruelty beneath him. With all need for moral pretence torn away, Abrehem saw the full horror of what Lukasz Król had done, the torture palaces, the rape gulags and the experimentation camps where he had personally overseen all manner of unimaginable affronts to the Emperor. This was good. They thought they had taken away his life and made him their own, but they were wrong. The killer had always been in him. All they had done was strip the mask of humanity away to rebuild him stronger and more lethal than ever. ‘I take from you the name of Lukasz Król,’ said the pontifex, dipping his hand in the pigment once more and drawing another series of four vertical lines down Król’s chest. The ablative polymer coatings introduced to his dermal layers made the skin feel hard and plastic. Abrehem watched the pontifex check the serial identifier codes on the requisition form held out by another of the tech-priests and verify them against the name the doctrinal abaci had generated. ‘I dub thee Rasselas X-42, and may the Emperor have mercy on your soul.’"
Throne of Terra, I don't even want to imagine the Penitent Engines since they're supposed to be even worse. Man old Witch Hunters were straight up terrifying.
Tech Priest Huggbees: The still living criminal is then amputated, and their mouths are usually covered before this process to silence their agonized screams. Afterwards they are given implants in their head which causes them to feel even worse pain, but with no external reactions, these are criminals, after all.
It takes Arch just over 40 minutes to get to the point and explain that Servitors exist because the Imperium can't use A.I. It''s actually pretty impressive :)
@@robertwalker5794 rick's entrance into the reality.... the ammount of emotion and trauma him and morty are STEEPED in, would probably get them either a demonic possession in 1.1 seconds, or they birth a whole new Choas god.
“Is that Dave? I heard he used to work at the factory.” “You didn’t hear?” “No... what?” “He was caught speaking heresy, convicted, now he carries that lamp for this corner...” “Be a time one watches thy tongue, less they be discarded is a mercy...” “Exactly.”
40k: We're a Dark, serious, brooding, and truly horrific vision of the future. Also 40k: servitor receptionists, Ork Pirates, and death metal space knights. On second thought let's not go to 40K , it is a silly place.
The silly factor only adds to the cosmic horror IMO. The universe won't even allow you the dignity of a sensible death. Nope, you'll be forced to 'work da plank' by an Ork in a pirate hat because he thinks it's funny.
Juni Post and remember that black spraypaint is a fine way to patch holes in black clothing! Great, now I have the Arnold Rimmer song stuck in my brain again.. Arnold, arnold, arnold rimmer..
@@barrybend7189 Yeah but then you have to get close. I prefer to use an assault rifle with high caliber against them. Man, now I want to replay mass effect.
Congrats! You've won an all expense paid trip to meet the One and Only Glorious Emperor of Man! To claim your prize, just go down to the nearest starport and ask for the local Adeptus Astra Telepathica representative.
Servitors would have to be the result of a bunch of GW writers going "you know I am just not sure 40k if Grimdark *enough*, what else can we add to the misery?"
Well considering the Mechanics consider "intelligent" robots to be too close to A.I. the only other reasonable replacement would be literal slave labor or subservient slave races.
Its more like "its a cyberpunk nightmare, so we need to give room for cool AI without opening the solution of having robots and AI to do all the fighting".
Imagine being the servitor velded to a space marine to flip the switch once the space marine died. Would maybe just be a servo-skull, though, and the Emperor knows nobody would look twice at a random skull on a space marine. Some chapters probably have a preference for using only babies ripped from the arms of their screaming mothers for such functions. "It's a sacred tradition!" they would say.
@@MrVeps1 Actually, its probably not flipping the switch. Its probably switching the frequency broadcasted. Now instead of communication, it could send an emergency signal so the chapter's apothecary can easily know and find the gene seed left behind.
Maybe I missed something, but... Cloned humans used for soldiers, dies due to cosmic bad luck. Cloned humans used for servitors, turns out fine. Being turned into a servitor is the worst luck that could ever happen to you
I thought this too, I was thinking is there some agency or something ensuring they will never be given a chance gain independence, just bad luck on paper so to speak
I wonder how much their suffering/fear/pain/etc... is feeding the chaos gods. Especially if they are traped in their bodys(screaming) and in a factory.
@@potandpoliticswithmr.broph1420 Not completely since emotion itself feeds chaos so if the servitors feeling pain would completely undermine the Emperor's plan anything living in large numbers (like humanity) would do the same. You cannot (realistically) stop humans from getting angry or having boners so some feeding Chaos would inevitably happen, the key is to minimize what is fed to it as much as possible so their influence on reality is minimized, hence the Imperial Truth and the idea that stamping out religion would clog up the feeding tube so to speak.
@@elysiankentarchy1531 You're operating under the false assumption the Emperor's plan had any hope of working at all, which it never did, precisely because of the reason you bring up. I'm actually just expressing surprise that even if it hadn't been a colossal failure from conception the servitors are yet another reason why it was a stupid, stupid, stupid, move by The Emperor. Big E and Malcador are the two biggest idiots in 40k. With all their knowledge of the Warp and how and why it's denizens behaved the way they do, the morons thought spreading galaxy wide bloodshed, hatred, tyranny, and misery was a viable solution to weaken Chaos. The Emperor got played by the Chaos Gods when he decided to walk the path of a violent tyrant and genocidal maniac. Directed faith may be more powerful for feeding the warp but all the blood cults on all the disjointed, isolated worlds across the galaxy couldn't raise a shot glass full of blood to Khorne in comparison to the oceans spilled by the Crusade. Apply the political turmoil, intentional and unintentional spread of disease and infection, and an entire species convinced of their own inherent superiority and believing in a manifest destiny that they should have the best of everything that is actually becoming a reality in their lifetimes that came along with the Great Crusade and you have oceans more disturbance and power created in the warp than was even possible by any other race since the Eldar birthed Slaanesh. You need galaxy spanning empires for this level of horror and devastation, without a force capable of galactic conflict you're really limited in the numbers of people you can effect at a time. The Germans had arguably the best equipment of WWII, the Russians out manpowered and out produced them. Same principle applies here, dedicated cultists are the best "tech" in this example, but it loses hands down to the sheer raw power of numbers. If a murder dedicated to Khorne is a thousand times more powerful than just the little power he gains from every murder how many cultists equal a single exterminatus of a hive world? The Imperium for the better part of 10k years has been an absolute paradise for the ruinous powers, a perfect industrialized producer of all the Chaos Gods necessary power sources. 10k years of endless bloodshed, ludicrous self indulgence, rampant disease, and political scheming and assassinations in a galaxy wide bureaucracy continually competing with itself for both institutional and personal power. The entire concept was doomed to not only certain failure but to have the exact opposite of the intended effect of weakening Chaos. The Emperor gave the Ruinous powers a 10k year prescription for steroids. Horus claimed to have taken what power he wanted from the Chaos Gods, people say the Emperor tricked or outsmarted them when he used the Warp to help create the Primarchs, I say the Ruinous Powers did what they needed to allow both men to think they got the upper hand and go forth doing exactly what they had planned. The Great Crusade and the modern Imperium are more a creation and accomplishment of The Ruinous powers than the Emperor, The Legions, or Humanity. Have a good day boss, I'm gonna go try and hide from the Inquisitors now...
The suppressed suffering of the servitors is little more than a whimper. The gods desire screams, wonderous choirs of human death and suffering, nothing else would suffice.
There's a great article on 1d4chan's mechanicus page that really explains why the AdMech is so screwed up technology wise. Basically during the Horus Heresy about half the mechanicus declared for Horus and the civil war on Mars was so inconceivably brutal that dozens of Forges on Mars were obliterated, and technical and scientific data dating back hundreds of thousand of years was simply gone or corrupted to uselesness. The Mechanicus hasn't simply lost knowledge on how to make things, they've lost the basic understanding of many underlying technologies and only have rote repitition and the equivilant of basic instruction manuals for about everything they do. They don't try to relearn everything because they think they just have to find enough intact STC's and everything will be handed to them.
I was reading some shit around the web and got notification. Servitor lore! Yay! One of the most grimdark thing that people so often overlook. Just think about that. Servitors are things that are very important for the Empire. They are in the background even in codexes. Yet people so often overlook them.
@@BR-dy1ie in all honesty if you are not from Krieg or other hardcore planet the guard can be your opportunity for comfy life. And its saying something !
@@IamBlackToast hi iamdeadtoast your assigment as juice dispenser was decided thank the machine god for his mercy to your thought crime into techno heresy. Your Service time will be 3000 years.
@@IamBlackToast The entire point of Servo Skulls is to allow loyal and honoured servents of the Imperium to serve even after their own demise. Now why would any proper Inquisition fearing Tech-Preist be so blasphemous as to grant such an honor to the filthy, faithless, mockery of life that are necrons?
8:10 hilariously this is actually quite smart and realistic.. Especially in a universe with quantum computing, or rather quantum decryption. Even our primitive human civilization is approaching the point where we're almost able to decrypt ANY electronic encryption with the use of quantum computers, you think your 256bit online banking encryption is safe? Try a 1024bit encryption being decrypted in a few minutes.. The only 100% foolproof way to prevent leaks in the future may very well be HAND-WRITTEN notes, or at the very least written on portable devices COMPLETELY cut off from any network, and devoid of ANY channel of such, no wifi chips (reciever or transmitter), no bluetooth, nothing, to prevent interference. In some ways, the higher in technology we advance, the more sensible ancient methods become.
If you listen closely to the oldest servitors it almost sounds like in the noises they make you could make out speech, which is impossible, and that speech is said to almost sound like the words "Kill me". In others if you look closely you may see what appears to be water leaking from the eye sockets in small constant amounts.
That’s when you bang on it and call it a cunt. That usually fixes the problem. My servitor toilet cleaner does that all the time. Especially after bean burrito night. But a few swift kicks and it’s back to working normally again.
No right to repair, sounds like apples dream future. Take your MacBook to the adeptus geniusbarus to have them pray to the machine spirit to ask it to stop overheating.
Praise the Omnisiah, a new Arch lore vid! Now that you did the humble servitor perhaps a vid on the Mechanicus could be a posibility? Perhaps the Skitarii the militant arm of the tech priests?
I would be interested about skitarii as well. I know the bare minimum, more in depth look on the subject would be nice, for instance what different groups there are with in Skitarii and how they work and communicate with titans, can they repair etc tech, or is it job for specific groups and so on.
@@MrGoesBoom Yes , too OP in a setting with Necrons. Sly Marbo has the plot armour of a 1980's action movie hero, if you hit him with a weapon hat can affect space and/or time it the revise down to being no more than a minor flesh wound. That is IF you hit him...
Personally I think it would be best to not explain them just have them there in the background and then at some point near the end the first season have a criminal or traitor converted into one so the audience can learn the horrific truth behind the seamingly innocuous "cyborgs" they previously ignored.
@@zenoblues7787 or mention it like "you gonna make a fine servitor" or something like that. You know in a subtle manner. So the watcher goes "wait... what did he just say!?"
@@Psychoangel-d23 that's a good introduction but I really feel knowing what a servitor actually is and how it's made would help people really understand what type of place the Imperium is.
@@zenoblues7787 that would be a Good follow up to it. Make people feel disbelieve seeing servitors After that before hitting them full on with the Transformation process. Though it might be a Problem in terms of censoring (you know how pussy our society is)
They could also casually mention what crime a particular servitor committed. If the audience will hear that a particular forklift was a thief or a murderer, the rest of the implications will sink in.
Good job. However servitors are more organic than most people imagine. For example, when servitors are being programmed, there are not computer-like devices in their heads (computers are called "cognitators" in 40K) but rather their organic brains are being physically altered/programmed. Also most servitors have a lot less remaining personality, I would claim that the servitors have pretty much no personalities at all. The only reason why servitors exist in 40k is because robots are illegal, so organic robots (servitors) are used instead. Even the allowed creatures who are closest to robots, cyber-mastiffs have brains and nervous systems.
Yes. But deckmen would be considered master craft in 40k. They have way more cognizant ability and even personality. The funny part is they are "recruited" in the same way. except in the world of Battle Angel Alita people actually volunteer to be deckmen too.
In the Space Marine game, servitors were censored, instead of being animated corpses, they look like human-shaped robots. Be curious to mod that to be more... lore friendly.
Imperial Titans gain souls by humans using them with intent (power mace made from a tank axle that hits like a tank round?). A sevitor might gain a soul that way.
In The Unremembered Empire on his way to bring you out of your endless rage inflicted by your brother Curze Lord Vulkan, John Grammaticus comments that he can feel the soul of the servitors crying out in agony and begging for release. So at least some seem to have souls in the warp.
Looking into such machines with abandon may reveal things that are best left unsaid. Especially if the servitor's origins are unknown, and it's functions unorthodox.
@@awendigowithinternetaccess4400 No worries about the Autism. My comment was a reference to an old Simpsons visual gag: ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-nQ-ggzfdsMs.html
I’d love to see more lore on the AdMech life. Novice: *_Prays while removing a maintenance panel._* *_STRIPPED SCREW_* Master: *_SLAP_* “Your sloppy appeasement has angered the Machine Spirit!!”
@@brightblue6184 I'm a millwright, and our engineers are fresh out of school I think. Nothing fits and ridiculous mistakes on the drawings. Lol every day is an afront to the omnissiah.
Oh this one is going to be good... And very. Very dark. One servitor that has always interested me was a servitor in the Ravenor series. He was trained to become a submarine pilot and he actually had his mind intact. Like maybe he was forced into that job and given the knowledge of piloting by having it programmed into him, but he could feel emotions and make snap decisions. He was probably partially mind wiped, but if you're going to become a servitor, being closer to the tech priest part of the spectrum is probably a lucky break.
After you last video, with the description of the rat mansion. Severtor's don't seem so bad. Also arch has said a number of times that he is expert in robotics. coincidence? I think not. Poor, poor, poor kyle.
Oh okay. Yeah I'm not into scat porn. But keep dreaming, mabye one day the technology for you to become a "human toilet" will be there. But for now you have to settle for holding a funnel over your mouth at the local truck stop. Hope ever thing goes well for you, in your endeavor.
I once witnessed a 40k one shot game with the set goal of changing a light bulb. Standard 40K fare on the question of getting the lightbulb. they had to fight an ork infestation in the supply room. the best part however was the 20 min realtime of the six techpriest player taking turn holdding the defective lightbulb as the other five hold him up and rotate him a quarter turn, the thank for service given of the defective bulb, the intronisation of the new bulb, then the screwing of the new bulb as they did the removing of the old.
An excerpt from the short story _Memories of Flesh_ describing just how horrid being a servitor is: "…BLESSING IRON why why IRON alive BLESSING…OVERRIDE CODE *KILL ME* override code YOUR eye YOUR EYE YOUR EYE YOUR… Cutting. Ripping. Unutterable, obliterating pain. The stink of blood and hot machine oil. The towering figure in power armour watching impassively as a voice shrieked for mercy. A voice that the servitor did not remember as the one it used to own…no ability to understand the images…dragged out of its lacerated mind…no consciousness to understand what had happened to it…"
I gotta be honest, your videos have become far less visually interesting when you started to just plonk your cartoon image as the PERMANENT background image throughout the entire 40 minutes. It would have been far more interesting to see various 40k artwork featuring servitors in the background.
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Servitors are fine. Cherubs are where it gets iffy. But in all seriousness: shit like this, fundamental base aspects of the universe that are so inextricably built into the foundations of 40k society, is why it’s a retarded idea to do stuff like Warhammer Adventures (because let’s face it: all those kids are servitor fodder given their crimes, and that’s a best case scenario) and why no mainstream “made for normies” TV show will ever come close to portraying 40k as it truly is. Also: no, the mechanicum CAN make new programs. Doctrina wafers for the automata of the legio cybernetica are custom made for each robot by the magos that builds them and can be altered at a whim. It’s just that it’s a very complicated and long process based on knowledge the cybernetica is not fond of sharing. As for maintenance in the IG: again, while you correct in that what you say is the law, in practice the guardsmen and especially vehicle crew go about tinkering with their gear and performing battlefield maintenance all the bloody time. Much to the constant brain cramps and aneurysm of engineseers. The topic of AI is a juicy one though. I do hope GW will remember their own lore when it comes to the fucking blueberries.
Converting belligerent anarchists into bio-mechanized workers and tools is an *EXCELLENT* idea, citizen. That way, they can contribute to the society, while repenting for their past transgressions. Expect an increased ration of Emperor-brand protein bars to your household, dear citizen. The Imperium always rewards the commendable actions of its dutiful subjects. *=][= The Emperor protects. =][=*
Imperium: WE ARE NOT THE BORG, WE SWEAR! The Actual Borg: you have literal armies of bionic zombies in every function imaginable. then there is the Mechanicus. Imperium: UH, well errrr, HERESY!
What I expected: What do Servitors do, and How are Servitors made? What I got: What makes Primarchs/clones/vat-grown-meatbags “human” BRB, questioning my grimdark existential state right now..
In regards to the cherubs (baby/children servitors), I don't think the idea is so repulsive as to not be able to be put in a series. It's a bit of a trope really. However, if you were to show a "womb-slave" or other sort of female servitor... yeah, that'd rile up the usual suspects.
Servitors, perfect when need training dummies for your flame thrower or canon folder to act as meat shields. So many roles they serve, all pack into one easy and portable unit. But wait buy now and get a second servitor free. All you have to do is pay shipping and handling!
One question was not answered... what servitors utilize as fuel source/sustenance, how long they on average operate with it (depending pattern) and how its refueled?
35:00 - Well it's also because in the past, such non-organic machines rebelled and decimated first gallactic empire of humans. Some see it as a chaos corruption. EDIT: sorry i wrote it before reached end of video :D But IMHO the main reason of using servitors is the AI-rebellion. I read somewhere that patterns for making servitors were developed BEFORE the age of strife, soon after the IA vs humans war.
31:00 that's a very ancient question one extremely painful to answer hence why one head on the imperial Aquila has one eye open looking towards the future but closed against our past. There are only 3 words that explain it all "men of iron".