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I wish that I could reincarnate both the Chinchilla and the kitten.
Seeing a squad of veterens swoop in in a Vendetta, secure the area, deliver that math assignment, and extract within 2 minutes would be freaking sweet.
Kharn is a funny guy. I enjoy it. Killing, maiming, and burning has never been better. I convivne Typhus to go somewhere else.
Granted, you now have a moon-sized laser pointer to blind the enemy 1 lightyear away.
I wish that Kharn brought snacks and free weapons.
Seeing a squad of veterens swoop in in a Vendetta, secure the area, deliver that math assignment, and extract within 2 minutes would be freaking sweet.
Granted. Nerf foam, surrounding real explosive warheads. The bomb squad gets rid of it while you are investigated by counter-terror organizations for wishing such a thing into being.
Pretre: OOOOHHHHH snap. That's like driving away from hitting a pedestrian.
Pacific:First person to Photoshop a GW store into the streets of Kabul wins the thread.
Selym: "Be true to thyself, play Chaos" - Jesus, Daemon Prince of Cegorach.
H.B.M.C: You can't lobotomise someone twice.
Ok, they're then replaced by an obese man that really has a thing for you, and wearing a mankini.
I wish snurl would stop corrupting my wishes.
Pretre: OOOOHHHHH snap. That's like driving away from hitting a pedestrian.
Pacific:First person to Photoshop a GW store into the streets of Kabul wins the thread.
Selym: "Be true to thyself, play Chaos" - Jesus, Daemon Prince of Cegorach.
H.B.M.C: You can't lobotomise someone twice.
I wish people would recognise that things that were applicable to adults are not applicable to me.
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...
Pretre: OOOOHHHHH snap. That's like driving away from hitting a pedestrian.
Pacific:First person to Photoshop a GW store into the streets of Kabul wins the thread.
Selym: "Be true to thyself, play Chaos" - Jesus, Daemon Prince of Cegorach.
H.B.M.C: You can't lobotomise someone twice.
The centre of a massive brood chamber, heaving and pulsating.
@Tadashi: Whoa...Who wrote TTGL? Mat Ward?
Granted. Lard flavour.
I wish I could see the world in anime style.
Squigsquasher, resident ban magnet, White Knight, and general fethwit.
buddha wrote: I've decided that these GW is dead/dying threads that pop up every-week must be followers and cultists of nurgle perpetuating the need for decay. I therefore declare that that such threads are heresy and subject to exterminatus. So says the Inquisition!
Ok. Anime style = Kamehamehas everywhere. Zooming towards you. from everywhere.
I wish I had a chainfist instead of a powerfist.
Pretre: OOOOHHHHH snap. That's like driving away from hitting a pedestrian.
Pacific:First person to Photoshop a GW store into the streets of Kabul wins the thread.
Selym: "Be true to thyself, play Chaos" - Jesus, Daemon Prince of Cegorach.
H.B.M.C: You can't lobotomise someone twice.
The centre of a massive brood chamber, heaving and pulsating.
Sorry, what's a Kamehameha?
Granted, unfortunately it is several sizes too small.
I wish I had tempura.
Squigsquasher, resident ban magnet, White Knight, and general fethwit.
buddha wrote: I've decided that these GW is dead/dying threads that pop up every-week must be followers and cultists of nurgle perpetuating the need for decay. I therefore declare that that such threads are heresy and subject to exterminatus. So says the Inquisition!
Pretre: OOOOHHHHH snap. That's like driving away from hitting a pedestrian.
Pacific:First person to Photoshop a GW store into the streets of Kabul wins the thread.
Selym: "Be true to thyself, play Chaos" - Jesus, Daemon Prince of Cegorach.
H.B.M.C: You can't lobotomise someone twice.
The centre of a massive brood chamber, heaving and pulsating.
Just googled it. Some weird energy attack thing.
Meh. Never watched Dragon Ball and I don't intend to either.
Squigsquasher, resident ban magnet, White Knight, and general fethwit.
buddha wrote: I've decided that these GW is dead/dying threads that pop up every-week must be followers and cultists of nurgle perpetuating the need for decay. I therefore declare that that such threads are heresy and subject to exterminatus. So says the Inquisition!
Granted. DURING Halloween, however, the hooligans reveal themselves and TP the road.
I wish that my parents would finally commit to making one of my wises come true. (dammit, how many things to i have to do to earn anything!)
by getting me an Xbox 360 and Halo Reach/4
Seeing a squad of veterens swoop in in a Vendetta, secure the area, deliver that math assignment, and extract within 2 minutes would be freaking sweet.
@Squigsquasher - did you even watch TTGL? The whole theme of the story is 'Go Beyond the Impossible", and become the living embodiment of AWESOME. Nothing in NGE's arsenal comes close to beating Spiral Energy.
Granted - your family ends up in debt.
I wish Halo 5 was already in development.
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.'
Granted. Halo 5 is already in development but the lead programmer quits and soon after the whole franchise is sold to Disney, who rewrite the whole thing into a nonviolent, wholesome family game.
Granted - as a result, Humans grow weak, soft, and decadent, and proceed to eat/murder/rape the species to extinction within a decade.
I wish people realized that Humanity becoming free of war/conflict is nothing more than a child's dream.
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.'
Granted. As soon as you say that, WW3 breaks out.
Also known as the atomic war.
I wish I could make time.
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...
The centre of a massive brood chamber, heaving and pulsating.
Granted, and you have a long and prosperous rule until Segata Sanshiro judoflips you and makes you explode for not playing Sega Saturn.
I wish episode 5 of Girls und Panzer would be available now on Crunchyroll for free.
Squigsquasher, resident ban magnet, White Knight, and general fethwit.
buddha wrote: I've decided that these GW is dead/dying threads that pop up every-week must be followers and cultists of nurgle perpetuating the need for decay. I therefore declare that that such threads are heresy and subject to exterminatus. So says the Inquisition!
Ok. It involves the Obese dude and nothing else, and he will not ever be moved from his place dancing in the most disgusing way possible in front of the camera.
I wish I had food in my TDA.
Pretre: OOOOHHHHH snap. That's like driving away from hitting a pedestrian.
Pacific:First person to Photoshop a GW store into the streets of Kabul wins the thread.
Selym: "Be true to thyself, play Chaos" - Jesus, Daemon Prince of Cegorach.
H.B.M.C: You can't lobotomise someone twice.
Waiting for my shill money from Spiral Arm Studios
Granted, its now full of garlic cheese curds. The cheese happens to be Limburger. Enjoy
I wish I had a kitten.
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.
