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**skullspliter888**

love this thread seem to me the 40k deaths are funny as h3ll

**Emperors Faithful**

Mad Rabbit wrote:
Emperors Faithful wrote:All my sqauds were armed with plasma guns, and the sergeants/commanders armed with plasma pistols. Guess how many 1's I rolled...

They must have been handed the cruddiest guns eva.

Maybe they forgot their mittens?

Tallarn. They don't do mittens.

**Nobody_Holme**

y'see, that there is thier problem.

Also:

Stompa flank marches on behind me, psycho-dakka-blasters down 2 russes, a chimera with melta vets, and half of my team-mate's ranger squad, along with about 20 guardsmen.
Our turn, my team-mate flank-marches the court of the young king on behind the stompa. most of the court spreads out and anhiliates the flanking trukk squads on our objectives, ten twin-linked meltas from the fire dragons beat down said stompa.

That dakka-blaster went on for about half an hour though. both of our team-mates went for a drink while it trundled on, doing nothing to the side armour of the russes most of the time.

**Zaephyr**

My best anti-tank unit, which consisted of Khan on bike, attack bike with multi-melta and 5 bikers including a power fist sergeant and 2 meltagun dudes, set its sight on a chaos rhino full of plague marines. I wanted that easy kill point. Bikers drove within 6". Two penetrating hits followed by two shaken results (the rhino had extra armour). I desperately assault. I get shaken results only. My opponent's turn then begins. The rhino tank shocked my bikers in order to get to my lines. He forgot that I could death or glory with one meltagun.

Time to die. Rhino exploded. I rolled 5 wounds out of seven possible on my unit. Yeah, I then rolled 5 failed armour saves. Needless to say the unit got their asses handed to them. However Khan made it by turbo-boosting to safety. Death by METAL BOXES, awesome.

**Wrexasaur**

LunaHound wrote:
fire4effekt wrote:Phoniex Lord Fugean stands, alone in a pock marked wasteland. Raising his fire axe to the sky he bellows at dust cloud on the horizon. Once his mighty war cry has reached its peak the nimble warrior surges forward, to better meet his opponent. The Rhino's boxy shape tears through the low slung wire in this desolate place, its wake of dust an exhaust trail behind. The rhino bears down towards the charging Eldar warlord, bringing its storm bolter to the front and firing at the warrior. Fugean expertly steps around the bullets kicking up the dirt around him, still screaming the Eldar Lord leaps high into the air, his body is siloheted against the blazing sun. With a quick flip the Avatar of death swings his mighty axe with a rage that rivials that of the astartes, a gleam of heat lightning sparking around the axe head, and with a furious roar he connects! The rhino driver with a quick flick of his wrist activates a button on his console, and the wipers scrape the ancient red goo from the wind screen. Poor Fugean

That was perfect , i had a mental image of Fuegan doing the 1980s dance before he died. ( and Eldar are my favorite army! )

Here is one , not by me though.

You know, Eldrad Ulthran really is a dick. I've said it before, and I have absolutely no doubt that I will say it again. He has skill and power of heights that are only reachable, even for most Eldar, in their dreams, and how does he use them? He uses them like this:

Years ago, a minor Ork Waaagh sprung up and launched itself against the mon-keigh world they call Lentak II. It's an insignificant planet by any definition except, apparently, Eldrad's. He summoned me and told me we were going to Lentak, and that it was of the utmost importance to see that a certain battle took a particular course. He also told me to bring along the best sniper I could find, adding that "He might come in handy," with a wink like he was passing on some kind of secret message. Typical Eldrad behavior, that.

So, we get down to the surface of Lentak and locate the "important" battle, in a rocky pass high up in a mountain range. Eldrad isn't wearing his helmet, the better to display the horribly annoying half-smile that's on his face the whole time, the one he puts on when he knows something you don't and is about to use that information. I'm busy projecting an illusion to keep mon-keigh and the Orks from noticing us, Eldrad and the sniper are just watching the battle from the rock outcrop where we're standing. Finally, Eldrad points at a particular Ork nob riding in the back of one of their wartrukks.

"That one. Take off his ear. His *left* ear. Right...now."

The sniper fires, cleanly severing the Ork's ear. The thing roars like the beast it is, looks around, and smacks the Ork beside it right off the back of the bouncing vehicle. The fallen Ork doesn't even have time to stop rolling before it gets run over by another Ork on a warbike; the bike nearly crashes, and one of the bombs sitting in a rack near the back bounces loose and falls to the ground. Eldrad looks at it, nods in satisfaction, and motions for us to leave.

Five of the Mon Keigh years pass. Five blessed, beloved years, in which I do not hear nor see Eldrad a single time. I don't know where he was, or what he does when he's not busy being a dick; probably off seducing Tau or members of whatever other young race has caught his fancy recently. Anyway, those five years pass all too quickly, and then Eldrad comes back, contacts me, and tells me we're going back to Lentak II, just the two of us. This, of course, sets my teeth on edge, because I know he's going to do something unbearably dickish, but I can't exactly refuse the most important Farseer of my Craftworld.
A total dick.
A total dick.

Sure enough, we wind up back in that same mountain pass, watching a column of Imperial Guard troops march past. This time, we're down at roughly the same level as the guardsmen, but since there are only two of us, it's easy for me to project sufficient camouflage. Good thing, because Eldrad sure wasn't helping. I notice that the wreckage from the battle years ago hasn't been completely cleaned; some has been pushed up against the walls of the pass, some hasn't.

I belatedly remember the fallen bomb and start to look for it, but before I can spot it, a Chimera with a commissar riding in its open hatch finds it on its own. The explosion bounces the vehicle into the air, and the unsecured commissar goes flying. Shrapnel flies towards us and I dodge, rolling across the ground to avoid the splintered metal.

When I look up, I see Eldrad, standing with the sunrise behind him, posed like a statue with his head high and his fists on his hips. An instant later, the commissar's hat lands right on his head. And Eldrad, the dick, holds the pose and smirks at me. I almost dropped the illusion and let the mon-keigh kill us both, but then I realized Eldrad would probably have some way of escaping even that.

Never in my nearly twenty thousand years of life have I met a bigger dick than Eldrad Ulthran.

On second thought... Check out the Team america speech, cause giving a linky will get me in trouble

**Ciaphas-Cain**

Ok lets set the stage:

5k points of IG+5k Points of tau (Defenders)

vs

6k points of SM(2 different players)+6k Points of Eldar (Attackers)

Apocalypse; so far the SM and the Eldar have the shooty army from hell on the run

Guardsmen Urien stared out at a massive creature at the heart of the Xeno army, molten and flaming it had already blown holes in 2 different bunker lines and his one seemed to be no different soon. Out from the corner of his eye he saw what his commanders called "Kroot" they just seemed like more xeno scum to him, but Urien never question his leaders so he watched in the safety of his trench line as 10 of them charged straight at the Monstrosity. "Crazy" he heard many of his fellow guardsmen say. Enthralled Urien stared as these creatures took aim and brought him down with a single volley. They died moments later but the heart was out of the attackers. Urien and his fellow guardsmen open fired just as the beleaguered attackers charge the next line. To his surprise just as the lasguns fell silent, all of the xenos had there back to the line and were running full speed away from there defenses. Urien lived to die another day.

Btw: We won the battle VERY handily

**Samus666**

I have two that spring to mind.

First, a long time ago, I was playing a battle against Necrons. I was Chaos. My opponent had a vehicle that had been created using the old Chapter Approved Vehicle Design Rules. This thing had living metal, armour 14 all round and three structure points. In the second turn I hit it with a Lascannon, rolled a 6 and scored a penetrating hit. Remember how in the VDR certain damage results took a structure point and let you roll again? Another three 6's later it was gone. It then exploded, taking some Warriors with it

Second, I was playing a game where The Nightbringer and the Deceiver were pitched against each other. The Nightbringer commanded a vast swathe of Necrons, while the Deceiver mustered a horde of manipulated lackies and powerful illusions. In an uncharacteristic display of bravado, the Deceiver plunged at the Nightbringer. The battle was epic, splitting the earth and sky asunder with tremors and thunderbolts. Both the gods were quickly mauled and the Jackal God used his powers to slink away before the Nightbringer could destroy him. The Nightbringer would not be denied, however, and immediately followed. Sensing that his nemesis' pursuit would be unrelenting, the Deceiver allowed the fight to continue. It was a catastrophic move. The spectre of death ripped away the last of his life eessence, breaching his necrodermis. There was a blinding flash of light, so intense it even disrupted the occular senses of nearby Necrons. Both the star gods were reduced to ashes.

**Van Grothe**

The Land Raider bore down on him, it's bulk seeming to block out the ash-filled sky. He knew that it, and the Terminators inside, was heading past him, towards the foul Icon he had been tasked with guarding. With his Meltagun-bearing subordinate dead, there was only one thing to do. Revving up his bike's engine, he rushed headlong at the oncoming tank. He leaned back, just in time to gain purchase on top of the Land Raider, and slap a Meltabomb onto the hatch. He voiced a quick prayer to Khorne, and was suddenly knocked off his bike. Looking back, he could see the smoking rubble of the once-impressive tank, and a group of Terminators getting to their feet. He knew his death was imminent, but he would die in real combat, doing his Legion, and his dark god, proud.

It may not be as awesome as the others posted here, but I think it was very cool. I was playing against Space Marines; though they were modeled as Chaos, the player was using SM rules. I had Belial, an Interrogator-chappy in Terminator Armor, and a squad of assault terminators loaded up in a Crusader, and had planned on forcing my way through the Biker Sergeant to assault another unit. What I didn't expect was that he would actually DoG [I had forgotten the Biker had Meltabombs...]. Luckily [or unluckily...] he rolled a pen, and then rolled a 6, surviving the explosion, despite being right up against the Crusader. Though the Biker was immediately slaughtered [however, I'm not sure if it's possible to do so], he more than made up his points.

**KingCracker**

My most epic death is thus.....

I had a fully opted out warboss on a bike. (why not trying new things)
He ran all over hell and back dodging gun fire like a fool. 2 Tactical squads fired, did nothing, a LR redeemer nothing, flew past the librarian, no magic in the WORLD could stop this boss. Laughing all the way across the battlefield, a lowly razorback, pops 2 shots from a storm bolter, both wound. The HB lets loose, hitting once, wounding once.... I roll a bloody 1 lol. This bad ass boss, dodges everything on the table but one, empty razorback.

**orchewer**

My Haemonculus charges a 3-man Broadside team in cover. With poisoned blades, he causes two wounds, forces a morale test and destroys the unit in sweeping advance. On my opponent's turn, the nearby Farseer (we were playing 2 vs. 2) promptly cocks his shuriken pistol and puts a round between my Haeonculus' eyes.

**DarkHound**

Reminds me of the DoW2 Intro, after Warp Spider butchered the Devastator Marine, the Sergeant put a bolter round right into his head. It made a great squishing sound.

**Brother SRM**

I had a tactical squad running up on an Eldar player's flank. A Falcon rolls around, and dumps a squad of Howling Banshees out. They shoot, killing 3 of my marines, and have a flurry of attacks on the charge.

Now that's something like 30-40 power weapon attacks, I can't recall exactly. I was pretty positive I'd be completely butchered.

Welp, one marine died. The remaining 6 men (one with a power fist) smashed a few banshees, then overran the remaining Banshees when they tried to escape. Maybe it's not exactly "awesome" as per the title, but it's pretty goddamn hilarious.

**thefreddyfinger**

So back in 4th edition... I was playing one of my best friends (Eldar) using a typical UM fluffy army list with one minor change. I had decided that I would go ahead and try a cheesy tactic, especially seeing as how it was a friends game and it didn't matter anyways. So I loaded up a devastator squad with plasma cannons giving the sergeant a combi-plasma gun (just so I can deny some banshees or scorpions armor saves). I knew I was taking a risk in spending too many points in one place, but I knew the pressure alone from the squad's existence would pressure my weak spirited friend.

Well my moment of glory arrived on the 4th turn! I couldn't believe it! He unloaded his banshees out of a falcon about 21'' away from my devs, and was going to start heading through the ruins towards them, but failed to get into cover with his difficult terrain roll of "1." I was so excited I could nearly dance a jig. I then started laughing maniacally as my friend was face palming, knowing that his banshees were about to become short lived, when I then rolled to hit. The room fell completely silent, as we sat and stared in marvel at the worst roll I have EVER made in 5 years of 40k. There were 5 dice in total, 4 black and 1 red (the red was to mark the plasma gun shot, black for the plasma cannons), and every blasted one of them was a "1." It sucked, but at the same time we chuckled and I said "Well at least there went my 1 rolls for a while." So I rolled the same dice for armor saves, and again, failed. My friend now taking my role in laughing manically while I removed my entire squad in shame, due to the roll of three 1's, and two 2's for "Get's Hot!" armor saves.

Guess it serves me right for cheesing. I have never seen rolls that consistently horrible either before or since in the 6ish years I've been playing.

**barlio**

Plasma Karma at it's best. That's why I'm back on Melta.

**orchewer**

My Talos had reached my friend's gun line and had subsequently destroyed three squads of guardsmen and immobolized his Leman Russ. My friend's solution?

From the other side of the board, his other Leman Russ (the only thing left on the other side of the board I might add), fired its battlecannon at my Talos, which was surrounded by two command squads, the other Russ, and his last squad of guardsmen. Before being blown apart by Imperial artillery, the scatter managed to wipe out his last squad of guardsmen. Close to 300 points worth of damage from that 100 point model.

Oh, and this was a capture and control mission

**Kung Fu Jim**

In second edition, I had five Leman Russ' destroyed by one lascannon shot. It killed the first tank outright, then spun out of control, destoyed the next one...so-forth, and so-forth. It was a sad day in the Imperium.

I also destoyed my own command squad with a vortex gernade, it drift backwards and took out Yarrick and a dozen other models, before dissapearing off the board.

**Emperors Faithful**

The other day, a plaquereaper (chaos baneblade) was advancing towards us in an apoc game. Turn2 eldar flank march fire dragons and feugen behind. After a single hit and a subsequent MASSIVE amount of 6's from that hit the Plaguereaper exploded.

The whole field was covered in ichor. It took out 3 seperate playas whole armies. Only survivors were a few platoons of guard at one end of the field. 1 squad of plague marinz and fuegen on 2 wounds. It was at the start of the shooting phase.

**andygorn**

I charged a sternguard sergeant (power weapon) and 2 other Stern's into a pack of 3 Nurgling bases. Caused 1 wound on them (not enough to kill a base), then lost everyone to their return attacks...epic fail (lol).

**Barakia**

The eight ork boys looked at each other and grinned before charging the lone Necron Scarab swarm. Too busy arguing with each other as to whom would get the honor of crushing which scarab, none of the orks managed to land a blow. In retaliation, the swarm managed to kill one of the orks. Astonished, the boys attempted to run away, but were run down by the little scarabs, and eaten.

Yes, 8 ork sluggas assaulted my one remaining swarm, failed to hit. My swarms killed one boy, causing a Leadership check, and I then won the Initiative check, causing the orks to be swept. Awesome Scarab Swarms!

**i am meatshield**

no matter what friends tell me, i still mainain the best death was when i played a necron army with my orks, monolith takes out warboss, wartracck an all the bikes, 5 gretchin and a handler left, all but 1 midget die, he takes a potshot, rolled armour save, rolled penetration, no more monolith.

**Emperors Faithful**

Wat did that midget HAVE?!?

**sieek**

My Demon Prince Warsmith getting clubbed down by firewarrior rifles -.-

**Kung Fu Jim**

I once shot a hive tyrant with a shotgun (IG vet) knocking it over a cliff and into a pit of lava. No save possible.

Commissar Yarrick was once squished by a Warhound titan. Alas poor Yarrick did NOT stand back up. (The Titan was destroyed and fell over....boo!)

**Captain Shrike**

And as the Chaos lord threw himself into the valcano in worship of Khrone, his subordinate cried out "Oh no! the map was upside down, wrong valcano."

**Emperors Faithful**

lol

**CF Scout**

Once, many years ago, I was playing a game against my housemate. He Had a World Eaters army, while I at the time had both a Emperor's Children and Crimson Fist armies. To avoid our normal standard fight of his vs one of mine, He played my Crimson Fists while I played my Emperor's Children.

At one point in the battle his Librarian and my Sorcerer came engaged in combat, simultaneously killing each other. He used the Librarian's Force Weapon to destroy my Sorcerer while my Sorcerer simultaneously used Gift of Chaos to turn the Librarian into a Chaos Spawn. It was very amusing to say the least.

**Emperors Faithful**

heh, mabye the force weapon backfired and your soceror had nothing to do wiv it.

**CF Scout**

Emperors Faithful wrote:heh, mabye the force weapon backfired and your soceror had nothing to do wiv it.

Or the Sorcerer was successful and fried himself in the process and the force weapon had nothing to do with it. Personally at this point I am willing to blame Malal.

**Grunt_For_Christ**

I love it when everyone kills everyone and there's no one left...

I think my most humiliating death was my dakka tyrant with 1 wound left assaulted a tomb spyder... Easy, right? Try getting one hit, failing to wound, the spyder hitting once, wounding once, and getting a 5 on the 6+ invulnerable save. Tyrant dies, gaunts panic, necron warriors gauss, canifex with strangler saves the day by pinning the warriors and killing 2 wraiths by himself after being assaulted.

**Emperors Faithful**

I was having a battle against Necrons. Forget the rest of the damn army. 3 wraiths tore apart my flank and then swept down my WHOLE army. The rest of the necrons did bloody nothing. The whole show were those 3 wraiths sluaghtering hundreds of guard.