Talk:Wurm/@comment-25750644-20141128151909/@comment-50.141.109.9-20150210133541

It would be kinda funny to see a battalion of hardened space marines screaming for their mommies because a Wurm is going through them like a chain sword through tissue paper, trying them out one after another for husband potential -- she can't tell with them in their armor -- nothing they shoot her with does worse than a minor bruise, and the Titan they hit her with is now in two dozen pieces, the mechanicus adeptus despairing over it.

Finally she shucks an inquisitor out of his armor, declares him 'possibly adequate' and carries him off to the nearest bed for further testing.