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I once dreamed that I was a space marine fighting Hive Fleet Leviathan.
I was a Vanguard Vet. and I was fighting hard. My squad had four other Marines, and we held the line while waiting for a super-heavy. My powersword and plasma pistol held the line and killed many lesser 'nids. One of my brothers died to a venom cannon, and I grabbed his Hammer. Another brother was buried under a Genestealer Brood. A Swarmlord appeared, and we prepared to die.
Suddenly, the Swarmlord vanished in fire! A baneblade appeared behind us, and Leman Russes drove past. A trio of Sentinals formed up arround us as more rushed the 'nids. suddenly the entire area was filled with Las-rounds. The Imperial Guard charged the tyranids and drove them back with Holy Fury more commonly seen on Astartes. The tyranids actually began to flee! Warriors and Carnifexs fled from the guard and fell to their guns.

Since then I have had a Respect for the Guard.

supremeoverlordVECT wrote:once i had a dream about a big tyranid army
wonderfull nid terrain and stuff.
i swear: it were about 5000 of them.

only thing is: i dont even like nids that much... :(

In an actual Nid attack, that's actually just a few. If we're talking Gaunts, that's it.

I had a dream where i was present at each pivotal point in the HH. But I couldn't do anything to stop what i knew was happening, so i got to watch a highly vivid dream of the Big E and Horus duking it out over Sangunises dead body. Weird dreams man...

Also had another where i was the Emperor but in the present day, lets say i used my new found powers for less than noble reasons.

when I first got tyranids I had a dream where they came to life and my friend's tau came and shot me in the head. But I lived. But all warhammer 40k drems end with me riding off into the sunset on a hormagaunt.

pinoypower wrote:when I first got tyranids I had a dream where they came to life and my friend's tau came and shot me in the head. But I lived. But all warhammer 40k drems end with me riding off into the sunset on a hormagaunt.

Can Hormagaunts carry humans? I always thought they were too small for that. A Carnifex, on the other hand...

Had an 'american psycho' kind of dream.

I was a word bearers possessed terminator, with lightning claws, but they were gigantic. Cuz liek, I was possessed. I deep striked into this hive city, along with about twenty other battle brothers, and we laid the city to waste. I ripped heads off. I tore flesh from bone, I pulled their spines out. And it was glorious. So much blood and carnage. The gods wills fulfilled, my unit got into a Land raider and drove it through untold screaming souls, the ancient construct shaking in its rapture. We got out, bolters barking and weapons ready, and we tore through a PDF regiment. About a thousand men.

It was cool. I remember some pretty brutal stuff. It's funny, because I can't even eat meat off the bone without feeling uncomfortable. No way I'd be able to be a Chaos Space Marine.

Once dreamed that I was leading a platoon of IG to capture and control a local fast food restaurant called chicken and rice. I remember pressing them on, then when we got there it was occupied by tyranids. Eventually we pushed them out and the chicken and rice was ours. I woke up immediately after that. Friend calls me 5 minutes later and says he's hungry and we should get something to eat at chicken and rice. Having just captured the territory, I was more than happy to partake in the spoils of war.

Yeah, things like that happen to me a lot.

What a happy ending. Single tear.



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I once beat a tyranid in an eating contest.

This night I dreamt I was a Dark Eldar Archon. I lived a whole week in my dream. The things I did I can't write here without getting banned, but let me just say it involved a female Ordo Hereticus Inquisitor, my Lhamean cortesan, my fortress in the Webway and some Wych cult chicks; and that was just day one. Day two involved a raid on a Tau-held planet, day three involved an encounter with a daemonette which turned out much better than I thought it would and day four was a show in the arena starting a Sucubus and her Wyches. The rest of the week I really can't tell.

Had a pleasant WH40k dream last night.

I was in my FLGS' game room and found four of the old friends I used to play with there. They'd grown into young adults like myself since I'd last seen them. They were playing two separate games. Two of them were playing Space Marines against Space Marines. One guy who used to play Chaos was then playing Ultramarines, and I noticed he'd left the spikes on some of his models and just painted and decaled them - but they were ALL painted and decaled, with great quality. His opponent, who used to play Eldar, was now playing Space Marines, and they were all either bare grey plastic or bare yellow plastic - don't ask me about the yellow plastic part.

I chatted with them for a while, and internally I wanted so badly to ask when they played regularly, but I couldn't get the words to come out and kept getting distracted by the ever-flowing conversation. I was hoping to bring my Sisters of Battle in and play with them, but I knew that by the time I went home and got my models and came back, they'd be gone. I woke up before leaving the place.

I should note that the FLGS' game room closed down a number of years ago when the store moved across town. It was later sold to some sort of doctor. The FLGS' store still exists, and it's got a couple of tables in it, but nothing much. And I haven't seen any of the friends I used to play WH40k with in years, since I got really sick and had to stop going to school and, well, starting barricading myself in my room most of the time. Even after I stopped doing that last part, I couldn't really bring myself to go anywhere for a couple of years.

A few days ago I had a dream with some CSM Sorcerers. They got sucked into a warp portal or something.
That is all I remember. I think I woke up because my brain was like "What the feth just happened?!"

What I really want is a dream where I am a Noise Marine.
I would be so FETHING HAPPY if that happened. Especially if my weapons made the sounds that are in DoW2: Retribution.

I had a dream the other night where I was my character from Deathwatch, and my group members were there as well. We went on the mission from the GM kit, and I ended up going insane due to some weird warp devices.

I recall having helped a mob of Orkz ransack an ultramodern mall to rescue (and presumably loot afterward) an injured Emperor Sidious.

I've also had several other dreams where I happened upon some awesome looking updated Tau models in their boxes. The only designs I can distinctly recall was a box of team of crisis suits with a new Green main color scheme with more scoped forward looking optics and a boxed "character" version of the suit. The other one was a cross between SM armor and stealth armor (without the huge helmet/head thing and cloth bits), they also had some hydraulics, but looked hideously unimaginative (I think I recall saying something like that in that particular dream).

calgar 2.5 wrote:I had a dream the other night where I was my character from Deathwatch, and my group members were there as well. We went on the mission from the GM kit, and I ended up going insane due to some weird warp devices.

Gotta be careful from dat dere warp stuff.

I had a dream that I killed the emperor with a butter knife. it was fun. I was then asked to become a friend with chaos then blew up holy terra. thats one of my normal dreams.

I had a 40k dream last night that would make Pouncey jealous, Involving Sisters of battle and Whipped cream.


only a matter of time before my Friend(only one) and Loved one(Who am I kidding? ) have another 40k intervention.


Yeah right, like anyone I know IRL cares.


The previous two lines are jokes (at least I think so), the dream is for reals though.

I dreamt I was a bolt. Like, the ammunition of the bolter. I was in the bolter of an Imprial Fists tactical marine. It was quite boring spending the whole deploment in the gun, but as soon as they got off their transport it was awesome! He shot me... and missed. Well, missed the main target, but I ended up flying all over the battlefield and getting stuck in the head of an Ultramarine! xD

I once dreamt I was an Ork Big Mek.

Best. Dream. Ever.

I was making crazy guns and firing them all over the place, I had my own Waagh with me, and best of all, I had a Painboy who'd let me make the cybork parts for his crazy surgeries. In fact, the whole Waaagh were cyborks. Even the grots.

I woke up, thinking I was a greenskin for three seconds, then collapsed when I realized it wasn't so. I tried going back to sleep to keep that dream going, but there was no way.

Not exciting but lo and behold, last night I was up until really late painting and ended up dreaming about painting minis

Last night I dreamed me an a group of people were running through a building infested by Tyranids.

I remember someone got caught by a Lictor, and we had to leave him outside, and I saw him get slaughtered by it.

It was a pretty scary dream.

So I had one last night. Not really 40K per say, but it had it in there.

So I was on a naval ship with some of my friends. Like a really big one, a battleship if you will. And our ship was in an armada with other ships of our size.

All of a sudden, the zombie apocalypse starts on the ship. So I'm running and gunning down zombies, I distinctly remember having a pistol, and a submachine gun. My group gets onto a deck that seems to be free of zombies. We are being cautious, when all of a sudden I see a jump pack chaplain land on the deck with us (there was a roof there, so how he landed is beyond me). I'm not sure if he is a zombie or not, and he doesn't notice us, so I sneak up behind him, ready to pop him in the head. At the last moment he whirls around, ready to bash my face in his with crozius. Luckily he realizes at the last minute that I'm a friendly.

Just at that moment, more zombies pop into the room, so we go on a rampage.

Some more stuff happens, and I go down a staircase and all of a sudden I'm in a FLGS. My army case is sitting on a table, with an ogre kingdoms battalion box sitting on top of it (which I haven't paid for). I don't even play fantasy for the record. So I pick up both of them, and walk out of the store into the sunset. It was a weird dream.

I'm sick so had an afternoon nap after an exhausting trip to our local GW. And fell asleep reading Aurelian, and watched Sorcerer's Apprentice before we left this morning. Also playing Dark Heresy tonight.

So I had this weird dream about Aurelian, DH and somehow the Sorcerer's apprentice all thrown in. I think Necrons appeared in it somehow. And our cats.

One time I had a dream that I was a Guardsmen and I was fighting Nid's on some planet. Then they all popped and daemons came out of them. We were about to get killed by the daemons when a group of GK's teleported in front of us led by an Inquisitor with a BFG. Then I woke up and made waffles.