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Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

whinging...do you mean whining?


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 no
Terrifying Doombull





Hefnaheim

Bethseda and GW are they so different?
   
Made in us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






Overly dramatic poetry.

Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points  
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

The rangers are coming...there goes the neighborhood.

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 gb
Pious Warrior Priest





English Russia.

hopefully ninjad into bed!

Oh man, the first monster I see I'm going to sneak up behind him, whip out my wand, and shoot my magic all over his ass.

http://www.woodvilles.org.uk/
Woodville Household, Prepare for maximum toast! 
   
Made in us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






The only king I acknowledge is Peter the Cat, King of /b/.

Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points  
   
Made in gb
Preacher of the Emperor





Hardcore. That is all.

Veteran Sergeant wrote:If 40K has Future Rifles, and Future Tanks, and Future Artillery, and Future Airplanes and Future Grenades and Future Bombs, then contextually Future Swords seem somewhat questionable to use, since it means crossing Future Open Space to get Future Shot At.
Polonius wrote:I categorically reject any statement that there is such a thing as too much boob.


Coolyo294 wrote:Short answer: No.
Long answer: Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
 
   
Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

You have a P&M blog about NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO too much boob


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 no
Terrifying Doombull





Hefnaheim

Impresive records of battle
   
Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

Thronar song?


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...

Join the Deathwatch.

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 gb
Pious Warrior Priest





English Russia.

If you stroke an eldar womans ear she may just make a funny noise

Oh man, the first monster I see I'm going to sneak up behind him, whip out my wand, and shoot my magic all over his ass.

http://www.woodvilles.org.uk/
Woodville Household, Prepare for maximum toast! 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

I raise my shot of scotch whiskey (ok, its from dad's stash, but that's beside the point) and say "GOD SAVE THE QUEEN"!!!

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/09/03 10:42:21


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 gb
Lethal Lhamean






Kanto

Well, obviously I wouldn't stroke it slowly and accidentally...

   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

VENDETTA!!!

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






She'd ninja chop you in the throat.

Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points  
   
Made in gb
Growlin' Guntrukk Driver with Killacannon




Reading, England

I bet the Ranger vets have sore throats from spitting all that napalm.

Bruins fan till the end.

Never assume anything, it will only make an ass of you and me. 
   
Made in us
Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought






Secretely, the queen is an alcoholic.

Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points  
   
Made in gb
Pious Warrior Priest





English Russia.

Join the penthouse! and i'm not immature!

Oh man, the first monster I see I'm going to sneak up behind him, whip out my wand, and shoot my magic all over his ass.

http://www.woodvilles.org.uk/
Woodville Household, Prepare for maximum toast! 
   
Made in gb
Lethal Lhamean






Kanto

Oh, so saying "A pox on x" isn't immature while my sig is. Yeah, that makes sense.

   
Made in gb
Pious Warrior Priest





English Russia.

A pox on Henry Tudor is an historical qoute of a war chant of the troops of Richard the 3rd during the Latter part of the Wars of the Roses. (Around the battle of Bosworth)

Your signature is a pointless attack on a fellow user.


Oh man, the first monster I see I'm going to sneak up behind him, whip out my wand, and shoot my magic all over his ass.

http://www.woodvilles.org.uk/
Woodville Household, Prepare for maximum toast! 
   
Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

Ninja'd

Well at least you don't have a hate against the irish

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/09/03 20:42:43



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
Pious Warrior Priest





English Russia.

I will join, wheres my bolter!

Oh man, the first monster I see I'm going to sneak up behind him, whip out my wand, and shoot my magic all over his ass.

http://www.woodvilles.org.uk/
Woodville Household, Prepare for maximum toast! 
   
Made in gb
Growlin' Guntrukk Driver with Killacannon




Reading, England

Hello, my name is Nurgle. Pleased to meet you, here, have some pox.

Bruins fan till the end.

Never assume anything, it will only make an ass of you and me. 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Men in uniforms are good-looking to a certain someone.

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 gb
Growlin' Guntrukk Driver with Killacannon




Reading, England

I like pointy ears.

Bruins fan till the end.

Never assume anything, it will only make an ass of you and me. 
   
Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

You like ink.


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...

GW is better than expected.

(and yes, those pointy-eared limp-wrists draw me in for some reason - the females anyway).

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 gb
Pious Warrior Priest





English Russia.

make sure you do not ninja post this lady

Oh man, the first monster I see I'm going to sneak up behind him, whip out my wand, and shoot my magic all over his ass.

http://www.woodvilles.org.uk/
Woodville Household, Prepare for maximum toast! 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

You don't believe King Arthur is the true King.

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.' 
   
 
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