Oh yeah these guys....first time I heard of them I thought they had the S from skittles as their chapter insignia. You could just see a random bright pink battle barge in orbit, with rainbows painted across the sides with unicorns bombarding the capital city with skittles, zooming through people's roofs down into their skulls while sending down a message against the rebel Imperial Planetary Governor that said,
"Can you taste the rainbow?!?"
My advice to you is to get married, if you have a good wife you'll be happy; if you get a bad one you'll become a philosopher.
In the grim darkness of the future the economy has even hit daemons, The Changeling is working at White Castle and Skarbrand is giving head in the alley next to Fateweaver's.You ever receive fellatio from a rhyming demon? It's a bad scene man.
Sticking your junk into a fang-filled mouth that breathes fire doesn't strike me as particularly smart.
Which is why that option should be available to any willing to take it.
In fact, there should be fang-faced, firebreathing demons on every streetcorner offering to pay 100 dollars to give BJ's. The gene pool would be vastly better off without anyone incapable of thinking it through.