Countless men and women fight and die across the galaxy each passing day to stem the neverending tide of traitors, mutants and aliens that threaten the forges of their Cult. Occasionally a loyal son of Mars, that fell in battle against the enemies of Man, can be granted a second chance to serve the Quest for Knowledge. Through arcane and ancient procedures he will be reforged into more machine than man, the posthuman peak of the cybernetic arts and perhaps one of the most terrifying shock troopers in the arsenal of mankind. Shrouded in an aura of static white noise, that overloads mechanical receptors and sensory organs alike, they quickly and mercilessly descend upon their disoriented and defenseless prey and disappear again, before their enemies can fully comprehend the slaughter that just transpired.
I have not printed this one yet, so I can't guarantee that the limbs will fit the body perfectly. If you want to give it a go, I would be happy to hear how it turned out.