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Made in us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






I tell the Ultramarine that it's in the Codex Astartes to give me the hill.

My hill.

Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points  
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Matt Ward rewrites your codex. My hill.

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in au
[DCM]
.. .-.. .-.. ..- -- .. -. .- - ..






Toowoomba, Australia

Jervis Johnson puts Matt Ward to sleep with his Standard Bearer monthly snorefest in WD. My hill.

2025: Games Played:8/Models Bought:162/Sold:169/Painted:125
2024: Games Played:6/Models Bought:393/Sold:519/Painted: 207
2023: Games Played:0/Models Bought:287/Sold:0/Painted: 203
2020-2022: Games Played:42/Models Bought:1271/Sold:631/Painted:442
2016-19: Games Played:369/Models Bought:772/Sold:378/ Painted:268
2012-15: Games Played:412/Models Bought: 1163/Sold:730/Painted:436 
   
Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

DOOMFART successfully overthrows the mods, you are too busy dealing with it so I run up and claim
My Hill.


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 us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

The mods strike swiftly with the hammer of ban. I reclaim the unoccupied hill and fortify it with 8 essential vitamins and iron.

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






... which are actually the polio virus, disguised as essential vitamins. Encased in a biohazard suit, I walk up to...
My Hill. And spray it with more lethal diseases.

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 us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

I walk up in a CDC biohazard suit, and promptly pimp slap you off...
My Hill.


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 ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

I call in an artillery barrage. My hill.

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
Quick-fingered Warlord Moderatus






Your own artillery then bombards you again. The crewmen were offered more money than you gave them.
My Hill.

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 us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






Using my own artillery, I call in a counterbattery strike on your artillery, thus destroying it before I bombard you to smithereens.

My hill.

Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points  
   
Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

I point out that after several artillery barrages that there would only be a crater.

My Crater, by technicality.


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 gb
Executing Exarch






Ayrshire, Scotland

I drop several thousand tons of earth onto of you in the crater, crushing you. I walk up the newly created hill. My hill.

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DS:90-S+G++M--B--I+Pw40k05#+D++A++/eWD324R++T(D)DM+ 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

I call in an air-strike. My hill.

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
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

After the air strike unburies me I grab a piece of shrapnel and slit your throat.
My bloody hill.

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/09/25 01:42:17



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 us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

You cut yourself on the sharp schrapnel and bleed to death.
Meanwhile I make a mountain out of the hill with a few million Lego.
My hill.

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in gb
Executing Exarch






Ayrshire, Scotland

Legoburner burns the lego down, killing you in a conflagration of fire and melting plastic. My hill.

DS:90-S+G++M--B--I+Pw40k05#+D++A++/eWD324R++T(D)DM+ 
   
Made in gb
Stealthy Grot Snipa




My hill as you built no defences.
I quickly build a decoy hill so we both can have hills.
My hill.
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Orbital strike - then 'build' a new hill. My hill.

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

Flying monkeys come and grab you, then drop you into a burning windmill.
My hill.

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Hirenkyaku - I jump clear and kill all the flying monkeys with several rounds of Heilig Pfeil from my Spirit Weapon. Then I literally reduce you to pulp using Licht Regen. My hill.

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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
Quick-fingered Warlord Moderatus






The problem is, you guys were fighting over the decoy hill. Meanwhile, construction of my fortress has been completed, with automated defenses, mine traps, howitzers, SAM missiles, and robots loyal only to me.
My Hill.
Oh, and there is a Hydrogen Bomb triggered to detonate if I die prematurely.

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 gb
Executing Exarch






Ayrshire, Scotland

I employ an army of ninjas. We break into the fortress and destroy the robots, before encasing you in concrete and feeding you through a straw so that you do not die and set off the H-bomb. My hill and fortress, now guarded by ninjas.

DS:90-S+G++M--B--I+Pw40k05#+D++A++/eWD324R++T(D)DM+ 
   
Made in fr
Trazyn's Museum Curator





on the forum. Obviously

My pirates lay siege to your castle, and your defenses crumble under the might of my cannons. My hill.

What I have
~4100
~1660

Westwood lives in death!
Peace through power!

A longbeard when it comes to Necrons and WHFB. Grumble Grumble

 
   
Made in ca
Nasty Nob





Canada

I cuddle your pirates so they refuse to fire upon me out of gratitude. My hill.

Stomped

To Be Stomped
No One
My vision of how 40k ends: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5937830/1/Time-of-Ending-the-40k-Finale  
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

I distract you with a bright shiny thing. My hill.

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in fr
Trazyn's Museum Curator





on the forum. Obviously

The pirates steal your shiny thing! My hill.

What I have
~4100
~1660

Westwood lives in death!
Peace through power!

A longbeard when it comes to Necrons and WHFB. Grumble Grumble

 
   
Made in gb
Executing Exarch






Ayrshire, Scotland

The pirates steal you. My hill.

DS:90-S+G++M--B--I+Pw40k05#+D++A++/eWD324R++T(D)DM+ 
   
Made in us
Quick-fingered Warlord Moderatus






I swallow my tongue, committing suicide and setting off the H-Bomb. A Hyperion New-U station reconfigures me, and I walk over to claim...
My Crater.

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 fr
Trazyn's Museum Curator





on the forum. Obviously

 Dr. Temujin wrote:
I swallow my tongue, committing suicide and setting off the H-Bomb. A Hyperion New-U station reconfigures me, and I walk over to claim...
My Crater.


"Handsome Jack here. Heard you were a vault hunter. That's too bad...for you that is. For me, its going to be hilarious! I took the liberty of implanting a fusion explosive in you after you got rezzed. Enjoy the fireworks, I certainly will."
...Now why the feth didn't he do that in the game? Or at least, stop you from rezzing? The whole existence of the New-U machines baffle me. Not well implemented into thegame at all.

Anyway, I digress...My hill.

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What I have
~4100
~1660

Westwood lives in death!
Peace through power!

A longbeard when it comes to Necrons and WHFB. Grumble Grumble

 
   
Made in us
Quick-fingered Warlord Moderatus






Hmm... yes, I have wondered that myself...
While Handsome Jack and yourself are busy laughing at my death, the Vault Hunters arrive, kick your asses, and somehow fix the New-U station so I arrive, without the fusion bomb.
My Hill. And Having a Tea Party, drinkin' mah tea!

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.
 
   
 
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