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Vet Sgt Ezekiel wrote:
Another omnidirectional animal pestering would be the art of cow toppling. But this is best done at night.

So true XD

Cow tipping is difficult as it involves moving a half ton of beef in a lateral direction when the animals legs are locked.


i reccomend T'au tipping.

you get the same satisfaction of them being unable to move and it's far easier as T'au rarely excede 80 pounds in weight.

and the funny sounds the T'au makes as it atempts to right itself is hilarious as well.

Hopefully there's my Eldar chum on all fours behind the Tau to assist me in said venture.

Team work rocks.

Melissia wrote:

Monster Rain wrote:[snip]definition spam[/snip]

No. I'm not buyin' that argument. Nor is anyone else apparently.

Ennkay wrote:You see a race of metal zombies and view them as mindless zombies.

No. I see an oppressed race of alien beings which had been forced into servitude by powerful deity-like beings after being doomed by the galactic community at the time to live on a planet that was dangerously harmful to life. Used by these beings to harvest souls for food, the Necrontyr likely have some level of hatred for the C'tan, and the rest of the galaxy in general, probably existing in a mental state of extreme spite whenever they aren't under the direct control of a C'tan (And with most of the C'tan dead and the living ones greatly weakened by so much time spent slumbering, there could be a relatively large number of them free of said control). From what I can tell, the Necrontyr whom have free will probably want to force the C'tan to starve and greatly weaken if at all possible, so that they can kill them and be free to exact their revenge out on the galaxy at large, after hatred built up from aeons of servitude.

What do you see?

"We next put in at the planet of Aeolus. The Deciever had made him Keeper of the Warp Winds. So when I'd entertained Aeolus for a month with tales of Necron Troy,
he was kind enough to provide a steady breeze to blow us home. He even gave me an assortment of storm winds to stow on board, tied up in a leather bag.

Nine days later we were just off Necron Ithaca, so close that people could be seen ashore going about their work. I had dozed off, exhausted by manning the warp sail myself the whole way.
Now my fellow Necrons noticed the bag that Aeolus had given me.
'Why does  BleepBloopious get all the booty?' the other Necrons wanted to know. 'What have we got to show for our space roving?'
So they opened it and let loose a hurricane that blew us all the way back to Aeolus's island. Hangdog, I appeared once more before him and asked if he would send us home again. He kicked me right out of there.

Back in space, six days and nights we were becalmed. Then we fetched up in the planet of the Laestrygonians. There it's daylight around the clock. A shore patrol was dispatched to scout the countryside.
They came upon a husky young girl who directed them to her mother, the queen of those people. She proved to be hideous and huge as a mountain, and her husband was hot for blood. He grabbed the first Necron, tore him in half and chomped him down. The others made a break for it.

They came screaming back to the shore, followed by the entire clan of Laestrygonians. As the Necrons scrambled to cast off, they were bombarded by boulders pelted from the heights. It was like shooting eldar in a craftworld. The Laestrygonians smashed ships and Necrons and gorged on lumps of Necrons.

I'd had the presence of mind to cut away the hawser with my warscythe, and I urged my Necrons to row for their lives. We made it, the only ship to escape. Our relief was overwhelmed in grief for the comrades left behind.
When we came to Circe's island, no one was eager to go exploring, but I divided the company in two and we drew lots. My group stayed behind while the other set out under my kinsman Beeprilochus to reconnoiter.
Before long they came to a stone house in the middle of a tangled wood. Strange to tell, it was surrounded by lions and wolves of extraordinary meekness. Hearing singing from within, the Necrons saw no harm in making their presence known.
Circe came out and welcomed them inside. All but Beeprilochus accepted the invitation. He had a premonition. And sure enough, after she had given them food and honeyed wine mixed with a pinch of something, she waved her wand and turned them into swine.

Beeprilochus came running back to the ship and spread the alarm. I now shouldered the burden of command and set out to investigate.
Fortunately I met Bloopmes along the way. The Deciever's herald warned me that I too would be transformed by Circe's witchery unless I followed his instructions. I was to accept the potion that she gave me, knowing that I would be protected by a godly charm -- a sprig of herb called moly that mortals dare not harvest. Then when she raised her wand I was to draw my warscythe.

Bloopmes gave me the moly, then departed. I made my way to the house in the clearing and Circe bade me enter. I downed the potion. Then just as she showed her wand, I unsheathed my Warscythe and held it to her throat.
She fainted to the ground and clutched my knees. 'You can only be Bleepbloopious. Bloopmes warned me that this day would come. Let me be your friend and lover.'
First I made her swear an oath.

Later we feasted splendidly and her servants danced attendance. But she could see that I was in no mood for levity. Divining the cause, she waved her wand once more and restored my shipmates to human form. She even sent me to summon the Necrons from the ship, who never thought they'd see me again alive.

When many months had passed, the crew reminded me of home. Now it was my turn to take Circe's knees in supplication. The goddess was willing to let me go, but it was not as simple as that.
'You will never see your home again,' she said, 'by sailing there directly. You must detour to the land of Death, there to consult the blind prophet Tiresias. He alone can chart your course.'

Now THAT'S fluff.

Amusing. But I very much imagine that the Necrontyr might have, at one point, had a mythology not based around the C'tan.

Most likely would have had a Greater Good theme.

Shall we try and stick to the topic?

Personally I play Eldar and Tau can a .

Kilkrazy wrote:

I literally stared at this as it was very amusing.....

Anyway the Necrons + Tau = bad idea.

Asherian Command wrote:

Kilkrazy wrote:

I literally stared at this as it was very amusing.....

Anyway the Necrons + Tau = bad idea.

This from the guy with a 6,000 Marine Chapter.

My own council will I keep on what is fluffy.

And yes, quoting that video was intentional. It's my new favorite thing.

Download a copy to "enjoy privately" at home.

If you repeat it across the forum too much it will eat up all the server capacity.

Kilkrazy wrote:Download a copy to "enjoy privately" at home.

If you repeat it across the forum too much it will eat up all the server capacity.

I was talking about her facial expressions dude. Not that.....
I am profiler And i love facial expressions they seem hilarious to me. Even though some people don't see it.

Facial expressions, sure, whatever you say man. Also everyone seems to forget the awesome party the tau threw for the necrons when they killed the nids. They only zapped the tau because they were criminally bad dancers.

That's what happens when you have two left hooves.

Can we get back on topic, or is this topic spent already?

Tau are good dancers.





Now get back on topic!

Cyberwarfare

I admit that my vote was not based entirely on well-reasoned arguments. However, the fact that I played tau, and if I were to pick up 40k again would start necrons, is enough reason for me .

Tyranids would be tempting, too... but I don't see them allying with anybody

To my mind necrons (being a very ancient race) hooking up with tau (being a very young race) is as wrong as a 101 year old woman hooking up with an 18 year old bloke... disturbing...

Ma55ter_fett wrote:To my mind necrons (being a very ancient race) hooking up with tau (being a very young race) is as wrong as a 101 year old woman hooking up with an 18 year old bloke... disturbing...

Thats a bit ageist.

As long as two races are happy together who are we to judge them. If a fish wanted to marry a robot i wouldn't stop them. in Europe its against the law to even try.

Ma55ter_fett wrote:To my mind necrons (being a very ancient race) hooking up with tau (being a very young race) is as wrong as a 101 year old woman hooking up with an 18 year old bloke... disturbing...

I imagine it being more of a synergistic relationship where Necron forceably enslave the Tau and the Tau accept through ignorance/having no choice. If thats not a great alliance I don't know what is!

Hmmm? Impressing tau into working towards a different race's agenda. Talk about irony.

Ma55ter_fett wrote:To my mind necrons (being a very ancient race) hooking up with tau (being a very young race) is as wrong as a 101 year old woman hooking up with an 18 year old bloke... disturbing...

Clearly someone hasn't seen the movie "The Karate Kid"

Tau equipment would look amazing in bare metal too. Chrome Hammerheads etc.

The Tau would paint themselves silver and jump about like they're in a Red Hot Chilli Peppers video. It would be ace.

Man, the ideas for a Necrau Alliance army pop into my head in waves right now.

It works on so many levels. Modelling, painting(easy), both races have great rules and above all they have allied before which gives it total legitimacy.

If, by total legitimacy, you mean zero legitimacy, yes.

I prefer the idea of a Necron/Ork alliance, a new race of hyperviolent but always fun robot killing machine thug beings...

I call them NORKS!!

I bet if there were more NORKS in 40k, there'd be more fun.

Do you like the idea of NORKS?

I think we must seriously consider Sisters and Chaos...

Opposites do attract.

The Harvey Dent of the 40k universe.

Who picked the Necron stuff? Seriously? They want to kill all living life, so why would they ally again?



I said Orks and Choas. It seemed much more likely that Chaos would ask/use the Orks then any other races, and live to tell about it

It's not even opposites really.

SOBs aren't given the training and hundreds of years lifespan of marines, so they could easily find themselves drawn to allying with chaos, especially slaanesh. SOBs are, after all, really only just humans with human failings, at the end of the day.

Their striving for excellence, perfection and so on can easily drift into pride. Pride in personal excellence, superiority etc would be a great incentive for them to join to slaanesh. Their drive to remonstrate and punish and flagellate themselves in the name of proving themselves holy, how easy it might be to drift from taking on such things as punishments to perversely seeking to be punished, to take a warped pride in their flagellations and tortures...

That and they both have bewbs.

KingCracker wrote:Who picked the Necron stuff? Seriously? They want to kill all living life, so why would they ally again?



I said Orks and Choas. It seemed much more likely that Chaos would ask/use the Orks then any other races, and live to tell about it

Orks want to kill everything. Yet they ally.

I like NORKS though. Mmmmmmmmm, NORKS