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Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Granted. You are a vampire and get the stake right around dinnertime.

I wish for less drama at the show.

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/09/30 07:10:12


Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - its burnt.

I wish we used blood magic to kill him before he even got close.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in is
Cackling Chaos Conscript




Granted! But the magic only makes him stronger.

I wish forgeworld was cheaper.

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/09/30 11:49:55


5000  
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - its defective.

I wish we used zombies to delay him while we escape.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






Granted, but it doesn' work and he still kills both of you in a manner most brutal.

I wish that I hadn't run out of coffee beans yesterday.

Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points  
   
Made in ae
Thunderhawk Pilot Dropping From Orbit





Granted. You have run out of time instead.
I wish people would listen to things like Two Steps from Hell, Audiomachine, Thomas Bergenson, Epic Score, Zack Hemsey etc. more often.

Currently attempting to put together a homebrew non-canon Space Marine chapter. If I can be bothered to getting around to painting the models and putting the things together of course... 
   
Made in is
Cackling Chaos Conscript




Granted! But noone of them likes it.
I wish that Manowar would sometime have a show in Iceland.

5000  
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Granted. Rock! The bones of the racehorse Manowar are to be on display at the Iceland museum of natural history.

I wish puppets were scary.

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in us
Hurr! Ogryn Bone 'Ead!




Some Throne-Forsaken Battlefield on the other side of the Galaxy

Granted. You suddenly develop a phobia of puppets, then are forced to fight the Great Puppet Hordes.

I wish people didn't constantly hate on DOW: Soulstorm on the internet.

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289th Descaal Janissaries: around 2kpts
(no games played so far)
Imperial Fists 4th company (Work In Progress)
Warhost of Biel-Tan (Coming Soon!)
scarletsquig wrote: The high prices also make the game more cinematic, just like going to the cinema!

Some Flies Are Too Awesome For The Wall. 
   
Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

Granted, they hate it on the streets, to the point anyone with it is treated like Dr. Frankenstien.

I wish winter wasn't coming.


DA 4000 points W/L/D 6e 3/2/0
IG 1500 points W/L/D 6e 0/2/0
And 100% Primed!  
   
Made in is
Cackling Chaos Conscript




Granted! But instead, there is an endless hailstorm.
I wish i could wish for everything. (getting a bit carried away here)

5000  
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Granted. You can wish for anything, but you get anything but what you wished for.

I wish the paranormal team at the mill could make the ghost show itself as more than just a shadow.

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in us
Quick-fingered Warlord Moderatus






Granted. But audiences think the ghost, who is real, looks fake, and the show loses interested fast.
I wish I didn't have a group project to worry about.

Lord Judicator Valdrakh of the Atun Dynasty (6th Ed: W:3, L:4, D:0)

 H.B.M.C. wrote:
Well GW were mostly responsible for the Berlin Wall, so it's natural for some people to harbour resentment towards them.
 
   
Made in is
Cackling Chaos Conscript




Granted! Now you don´t even have anything.
I wish for a new jacket.

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/09/30 19:20:39


5000  
   
Made in us
Missionary On A Mission




Richmond Va

Granted. Your new jacket comes from a hobo.

I wish Little Kids didnt play multiplayer games that they are to young for.

Ive got freaking 10 year olds playing space marine and CoD. Rediculous........

My Overprotective Father wrote:Tyrants shooting emplaced weapons? A Hive Tyrant may be smarter than your average bug, but that still isint saying much

Pretre: Are repressors assault vehicles? If they are, I'm gonna need emergency pants.
n0t_u: No, but six can shoot out of it. Other than that it's a Rhino with a Heavy Flamer thrown on if I remember correctly.
Pretre: Thanks! I guess my pants are safe and clean after all.
 
   
Made in us
Knight of the Inner Circle






Granted they play single player games but mature games lose 3/4 of their sales and all companies go out of business, thus pretty much ending gaming.

I wish I knew what the last Dakka rank for DA was..

6000 points
4000 points
Empire 5500 Points

 
   
Made in us
The Conquerer






Waiting for my shill money from Spiral Arm Studios

Granted, its so horrifying that you commit suicide.

I wish I was a real GK Purifier.

Self-proclaimed evil Cat-person. Dues Ex Felines

Cato Sicarius, after force feeding Captain Ventris a copy of the Codex Astartes for having the audacity to play Deathwatch, chokes to death on his own D-baggery after finding Calgar assembling his new Eldar army.

MURICA!!! IN SPESS!!! 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - you're stuck on guard duty over the Chamber of Purity for the whole week.

I wish being a vampire count didn't mean getting chased around by a vampire hunter.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in us
The Conquerer






Waiting for my shill money from Spiral Arm Studios

Granted, it means getting chased around by 10 vampire hunters.

I wish I had some donuts for my guard shift at the Chamber of Purity.

Self-proclaimed evil Cat-person. Dues Ex Felines

Cato Sicarius, after force feeding Captain Ventris a copy of the Codex Astartes for having the audacity to play Deathwatch, chokes to death on his own D-baggery after finding Calgar assembling his new Eldar army.

MURICA!!! IN SPESS!!! 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - they get crushed by a rock during one of the periodic Titan-quakes.

I wish they'd leave me alone while me and my countess go try and kill those sparkling maggots from Twilight.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in us
The Conquerer






Waiting for my shill money from Spiral Arm Studios

Granted, they start hunting you after you kill the sparkling maggots.

I wish I had a new car

Self-proclaimed evil Cat-person. Dues Ex Felines

Cato Sicarius, after force feeding Captain Ventris a copy of the Codex Astartes for having the audacity to play Deathwatch, chokes to death on his own D-baggery after finding Calgar assembling his new Eldar army.

MURICA!!! IN SPESS!!! 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - its the wrong color.

I wish they're too busy dealing with the fallout enough to escape.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Granted. You escape through the sewers, the paper mill, and the wood chipper.

I wish the bones had not been found until next month.

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - and then we resurrect and kill the ones who found us.

I wish being a vampire count wasn't so troublesome.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in au
Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot





Subsector Australia

Granted. You are placed in a world where there is no one to trouble you.

The catch is, your ability to drink blood has been taken away from you. Good luck satisfying your hunger.

I wish I could activate the jump packs on my assault marines.
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - you are the first they assault.

I wish for pizza.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in au
Rampaging Khorne Dreadnought




Wollongong, Australia

Wish granted but it is cold and it can't be reheated.

I wish megaupload did not get shut down.

 
   
Made in is
Cackling Chaos Conscript




Granted! but everything there is filled with viruses.
I wish for a new Ork codex.

5000  
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - its written by Matt Ward.

I wish for a Blood Ravens codex.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in us
Knight of the Inner Circle






Granted, it is written by Ward

I wish I could unmeet people.

6000 points
4000 points
Empire 5500 Points

 
   
 
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