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The rules are as follows: Rewrite a bit of fluff for any codex of your choosing in the style of Matt Ward. The goal is to be creative with bonus points for originality. Don't just say somthing like "Personal Warlord Titans for every Ultramarine". I'll just make up a couple examples. What if some Blood Angels showed mercy to some friendly Necrons, or what if Grey Knights where like radical inquisitors instead and actualy used daemon weapons?

Here's my contribution for Codex: Tyranids-
A small tendril of Hive Fleet Kraken deviated from the rest of the fleet. Along their way they attacked and consumed a Sisters of Battle shrine world. Tyranids are known for absorbing the genetic material of their foes and using it to evolve further, thus gaining a measure of their enemy's power. However, the rightous purity and devotion of these particular Sororitas was such that in the process of assimilating the sister's DNA, the Tyranids actualy aquired their faith in the Emperor. Now the Splinter Fleet of Our Martyred Lady roams the galaxy, consuming in the name of the Immortal Emperor of Mankind.

Hmmmm, this might be a little rough...

Upon constant engagement with IG forces, a craft world is enamored by the loyalty of commissars and determination of the guardsmen (they point their guns at). Faced with this realization, they realize they are not the best species in the galaxy, and from then on out place the emperor as a on god on par with khaine and the laughing god, and henceforth fight in his name and dedicate a shrine to him, allowing production of troops well versed in human communication, as well as using a type of holofield that gives them the appearance of a human. You can now field dire avengers in a guard army.

Asdrubal Vect is the best Dark Eldar ever. One day, one of his rivals sent a full dozen assassins against him while Vect was eating dinner. vect killes all of the assassins personally in a huge brawl at his dining table, without ever spilling his goblet of wine. The next day, there was a huge daemonic incursion into the webway. Vect decided to deal with it personally. In the course of the battle he defeated 4 greater daemons, one each of the four gods, at the same time. As each one was cast back into the warp, they cursed Vect and vowed to get their revenge.

There's a new unit of Ultramarines, known as the beastriders. The Ultramarines Scout Company so terrified a group of Tyranid Carnifex's during battle that they tamed the beasts and now ride them into battle.

The Hivemind, seeing the success on the field of battle these Carnifex's in the service of the Ultramarines are having, has now evolved new Carnifex's with the desire to be Ultramarines.

Possible Idea that will never happen as it vaugely makes sence
Space Marine Deno decides there is no God Emperor but he is a still a grand Warrior. He then claims should seek knowladge from the Eldar and flee's into the Webway with Harliquens to learn their beliefs.
Idea thats possible cause its being written by Matt Ward
Blood Angels , Grey Kinghts and Necrons combine their Vehicles to create Super Ultra mega amazing Necro knight 10,000! It kills all the Tyranids and Chaos GODS IN ONE HIT!!!!
This will be part of Next Matt Ward codex

Blood Angels now have these pretty cool guys called Bloody Bloodriders which are Dreadknights with Sanguinary Guard in them that are riding on bats with blood on them because blood is exciting.
It's simplistic, and nothing more is expected from Mat Ward.

The Iron Warriors have created an unholy exoskeleton named the Ironknight. It is armed with the fearsome Ironfist and the Irongunwarrioriron.

Upon smiting the last foe on the battle field, a space marine captain looks at the destruction he and the emperors finest have wrought. He glances to his left side, and upon the ground he spots a dying ork, still clinging onto life.

He raises his sword to strike, and before he does, the ork speaks.
"Yooz 'umies put up a good fight! Even if orkses die, weez alwayz comes back, and we gonna stomp ya good next time"

The space marine captain paused as the ork let out its last breath and died. He went back to his ship, and pondered long and hard about the orks final words.
after a week of seclusion from his men, he stepped onto the bridge of the battle barge and decided to adress his men over the intercom. "All to the gathering hall, there is something I must tell all of you"
After all the men gathered together, the marine captain showed up. He walked back and forth down the lines of marines, and he paused and spoke.

"After giving it much thought, I have decided our tactics must change regarding dealing with the ork infestation that plagues our galaxy. I have examined our files on these xenos, and from our knowledge of how they reproduce, I beleive there is only one soloution to effectively control this menace once and for all. We shall hire ork nannies, millions of them, from our finest worlds. We will rear these creatures like our own, and eventually, they will come to know us as daddy, and the emperor as big daddy. We will watch with pride as they take their first steps, hold their first bolter, and swing their first chain sword. We will kill them with love and kindness my brethern. With love and kindness."

Mr. Self Destruct wrote:Blood Angels now have these pretty cool guys called Bloody Bleeding Bloodriders of Blood which are Dreadknights with Sanguinary Guard in them that are riding on bats with blood on them because blood is exciting.
It's simplistic, and nothing more is expected from Mat Ward.

Fixed that for you

In the same manner, Space Wolves now have this quite nice unit called Wolf Wolves, it is Werewolfmarines riding on Thunderwolves and they have Wolf Tail talismans and Wolftooth Necklaces. They also have Wolf Guns, which allows you to fire units of Fenrisian Wolves into assault. They also get a Wolf Standard for free.

Oh yeah, that codex wasn't written by Ward...


Vampire-marines and Werewolf-marines, I wonder if there's a connection.

The Black Legion raid have been very successful Abbadon and his personal chosen have managed to penetrate the chamber of the Emperor of Terra.

Stopping at the great door which the emperor of mankind seats on his golden throne, Abbadon paused, then turned back before being asked by one of his personal guard, which he solemnly says "To kill the false emperor is pointless for we.... cannot become ULTRAMARINES" This words have launched Kharn in his deep thought discovering his physic power gifted by Khorne himself

Abadon the leader of the black legion manages to invade terra after countless failed black crusades and procedes to take a giant dump on the golden throne.

Read my sig...
There it is.

Careful, everyone. Matt Ward is like Beatlejuice: If you say his name enough, he writes more bad fiction.

A single Salamander, after having his comrades nearly all killed upon the battlefield, looked up at the Daemon Prince who was about to slay him. Just then, the Spirit of Khaine had mercy on the Salamander, and gave him a piece of his power. The Salamander Captain shot fire out of his mouth and burnt the Deamon prince alive, and became the Chapter Master of the Salamanders after single handedly stopping a Tendril of Hive Fleet Levithan, but he now feels the drainage of his soul all Eldar feel, as he must find a Way to stop Slaanesh's curse.

Did I mention he is the True Lord of the Dance? Because he can Flamenco like no other.

(Oddly, I can really see my story coming from Matt Ward in a Space Marine Codex... Oh noes...)

Mr. Self Destruct wrote:Vampire-marines and Werewolf-marines, I wonder if there's a connection.

Yes, they're both in love with the stars of Ward's next codex, the 'Order of Twilight' Sisters of Battle. High Grand Cannoness Bella never goes into battle without Ragnar Blackmane and Mephiston, who always follow her around like lovesick puppies. She got trapped in the warp once and seduced Slaanesh, who now pines for her as well, and she has a 1+++ invulnerable invulnerable save because she defeated Nightbringer singlehandedly with a toothpick. She's also pregnant with the next incarnation of the Emperor.

High Marshall Helbrect is the greatest Space Marine who ever lived. The first thing he did was recognize the Ultramarines as his spiritual liege lords and reorganized his chapter to be more like them. They were called the Ultra Templars.

He tracked down Ghazkgull and cornered him by a well. he cried

"THIS IS THE EMPRA!" And kicked the giant ork down the well thus ending his WAAGH! He then shed a single tear because he knew that he could never truly be an ultramarine.

After the Red Corsairs took a Space Wolf Battle barge over they then invited all the chaos legions to sneak inside the ship and go un-noticed past imperial worlds, fleets, and blockades. Once they got to mars they then summoned the void dragon from it's tomb where it immediatley went to titan and obliterated every single grey knight in existence with one stare (called the blue magumus) When the stolen space wolf ship with every single renegade/traitor legion comes to earth they learned something they never knew before. They had learned that right before the Emperor was placed on the golden throne he was also infected with the obliterator virus... All these eons on the golden throne let the emperor absorb the whole planet and when he felt the traitors presence he immediatley transformed the planet itself into the largest dreadknight in the universe since he himself designed the originals while in his sleep during the great crusade. With the transformation of earth killed every human on it including the high lords of terra it was but minor loss for the emperor thought of a new earth and with his massive powers he recreated earth with all the dead back on the planet; they waved up at their lord and began to sing praises. He then flew off into the ether to fight every single remaining xenos and traitor in the galaxy. He was able to punch entire planets to space dust, throw craftworlds like a toy ball, and commit highly innapropriate acts with many of the tyanid hive fleets.

Codex Eldar

The Lost King
The Craftworld Biel Tan, comes into the path of a splinter fleet of Tyranids. The Eldar mobilize to attempt to save the Craftworld, the attempt led by none other than Prince Yriel, there on an important mission known only to him. The initial attack on the Tyranids is fairly successful and just as the beasts are nearly driven back, disaster strikes. The beast the Eldar fear most, The Doom of Malentai, appears from within the Hive Fleet; alone. It flies towards the small Eldar fleet and shoots down a couple of ships with it's impressive psychic lances. As Yriel realises that this mission is doomed, he orders the survivors to retreat and to evacuate the Craftworld.

As the ships turn around there is a sudden and bright flash of light in the distance, a beam flies by and destroys the Doom of Malantai. The Eldar whisper of their prophecy coming to light, the return of Eldarn the lost king of the Eldar is upon them. Eldarn zooms past on his jetbike, covered with many fine gems and feathers, holding a ornate blade in one hand. The sword glew with such a light that no one present could look at it directly. Eldarn jumped off of his jetbike, leaving it to smash into the main ship of the hive fleet, and held the sword in both hands above his head. With a mighty yell he swung it downwards his psychic energy making a blade of light fly off of the sword and cleave the entire splinter fleet in half. The battle over Eldarn joined his people and set a course for their next plan; to retake their race's long lost palace world, Ultramar.



The Lost King's Last Stand
The Craftworld Beil Tan floated just outside the Ultramar region, Eldarn had declared they would reclaim their rightful palace world to the Ultramarines that occupied them. Cunning as they were the Ultramarines devised a master strategy, they would negotiate with these Xenos and lull them into a trap so cunningly cunning that not even the Farseer could see it coming. During the negotiation the Ultramarines agreed to leaving the planet in exchange for some technology. Naive, Eldarn accepted the offer, after all they just wanted him to help them heal their king to make the Ultramarine's leave official and civil. Eldarn helped the Ultramarines, and thus Roboute Guilliman was healed of his wounds and removed from stasis. As the pod opened the room was filled with a bright golden light as not only had Guilliman been revived, he was now the physical manifestation of the Emperor himself. Eldarn realised his mistake too late as the God Emperor's new form ran at him. The psychic force so strong Eldarn was locked in place, unable to do anything but watch on as the Guilliman punched him so hard in the face Eldarn's head exploded and created a small tear in the warp sucking the remaining Eldar present in.

Shocked to hear how their king had been defeated in combat the Craftworld began to flee only to be shot out of the air by the Ultramarine's mighty planetary defense lasers.



Roboute Guilliman's Crusade of Awesomness
Following his revival at the hands of the foolish Eldar, Roboute Guilliman continued the Emperor's crusade. The other Space Marines so moved by the sight of the new God Emperor, left their legions and joined the Ultramarines. Some Chaos legions also attempted this but were incinerated as soon as they got within a light year of Roboute Guilliman. The crusade reunited all of the lost Imperial Worlds, and reclaimed worlds back from the foul Xenos who had the tenacity to claim worlds themselves. The crusade ended at the Eye of Terror, the last place left to claim. The Daemon Primarchs all fought Roboute Guilliman at once, but he was able to easily kill each of them, perminately. Then the Daemon Primarch Horus emerged from the warp, deciding that he would be sneaky and pretend to be dead. He lunged at Roboute Guilliman, who simply stepped to the side and stabbed him in the face with his sword. Roboute Guilliman then walked into the warp and turned back to his marines to tell them to wait for him. The tear in the warp closed and the crusade ended for everyone except Roboute Guilliman who continues to kill all the Daemons in the warp with his new best friends Kaldor Draigo and Sanguinius.

In order to stay well trained for his return the different companies of Ultramarines have the occasional training battle against each other. For when Roboute Guilliman, they will crusade past the east fringe of the galaxy to fight the Tyranid invasion head on.

Mr. Self Destruct wrote:Blood Angels now have these pretty cool guys called Bloody Bloodriders which are Dreadknights with Sanguinary Guard in them that are riding on bats with blood on them because blood is exciting.
It's simplistic, and nothing more is expected from Mat Ward.

This is bloody beautiful! But you forgot that they are psykic cyber-bats

When an Ultramarine does a push up, he isn't pushing himself up, he's pushing the Earth down.
There is no chin behind an Ultramarine's beard. There is only another fist.
An Ultramarine's tears cure cancer. Too bad Ultramarines never cry.
And so on...

DeviantApostle wrote:

Mr. Self Destruct wrote:Vampire-marines and Werewolf-marines, I wonder if there's a connection.

Yes, they're both in love with the stars of Ward's next codex, the 'Order of Twilight' Sisters of Battle. High Grand Cannoness Bella never goes into battle without Ragnar Blackmane and Mephiston, who always follow her around like lovesick puppies. She got trapped in the warp once and seduced Slaanesh, who now pines for her as well, and she has a 1+++ invulnerable invulnerable save because she defeated Nightbringer singlehandedly with a toothpick. She's also pregnant with the next incarnation of the Emperor.

Huh? How are you quoting? Mr. SD didn't write that. Plagiarism!
Though, I guess we all had that in the back of our minds after all. And I nearly law on the floor laughing when I read what you wrote.

Oh this is going to go down well.

svendrex wrote:Asdrubal Vect is the best Dark Eldar ever. One day, one of his rivals sent a full dozen assassins against him while Vect was eating dinner. vect killes all of the assassins personally in a huge brawl at his dining table, without ever spilling his goblet of wine. The next day, there was a huge daemonic incursion into the webway. Vect decided to deal with it personally. In the course of the battle he defeated 4 greater daemons, one each of the four gods, at the same time. As each one was cast back into the warp, they cursed Vect and vowed to get their revenge.

This is what Vect does anyway... lol.

Dark Eldar worship Slaneesh. /thread for dark eldar.

Orks encounter Necron forces on one planet, and manage to win through sheer weight of numbers, While picking up the loot, however, the Lootas and Meks find the unconscious, weirdboy-scarred body of something!

Soon afterward, a night of lobotomy and terror passes, but as the sun rises over the battlefield, the Ork's finest ever creation is revealed.

The Looted Nightbringer

@ Frazz: BEST PIC EVER!

The Emperor finally recovers awakes from The Golden Throne and yawns which sends a psychic wave througout the universe causesing all life forms to fall to their knees a weep (Even Ultramarines), the Eye of Chaos halves in size, the Necrons become beings of flesh again released from the curse of the C'tan and the Old Ones return.

After this the Emperor proclames "Oh just five millennia more!". He hits the snooze button sits back down, plugs himself back in and goes back to sleep as if nothing has happened.

Your Friend Doctor Robert wrote:Orks encounter Necron forces on one planet, and manage to win through sheer weight of numbers, While picking up the loot, however, the Lootas and Meks find the unconscious, weirdboy-scarred body of something!

Soon afterward, a night of lobotomy and terror passes, but as the sun rises over the battlefield, the Ork's finest ever creation is revealed.

The Looted Nightbringer

"OI! DAT NED MORKA DAKKA YA GITS! GETIM BACK INA SHOP!"

Alot of these are really good

Snotty the Grot avenges his master Dakkaboydadakkafiend by carving his's name into Marneus Calgar's heart.
Of course he still wants to be an Ultramarine.

Countles ork players still rejoice because Ward can write pretty good rules and orks once again rock

Your Friend Doctor Robert wrote:Orks encounter Necron forces on one planet, and manage to win through sheer weight of numbers, While picking up the loot, however, the Lootas and Meks find the unconscious, weirdboy-scarred body of something!

Soon afterward, a night of lobotomy and terror passes, but as the sun rises over the battlefield, the Ork's finest ever creation is revealed.

The Looted Nightbringer

You win an internets.

The Eldar Craftworld Biel-Tan happen upon a maiden world festooned with the Ork hordes. Descending upon the planet to mete out their vengeance, the Aspect warriors clash with the greenskins. While they are fighting, the sky suddenly splits apart as Ultramarine drop pods spill out of the sky. Awed by the spectacle of the blue-clad warriors, all the Eldar Autarchs and Farseers, and the Ork warboss pledged their allegiance to the Ultramarines, as did the Exarchs and the Nobz and every single Guardian and Boy on the two armies. So the Ultramarines gained a new ship of wraithbone, the former Craftworld Biel-Tan now named 'The Ultramarine Fury of Gulliman, Primarch of the Ultramarines', gained numerous maiden worlds for exploitation of resources, and taught the orks the concept of table manners, engines and tactics.

I'll never forget that day assaulting the very gates of the Golden Palace so long ago. Horus opened my eyes to the lies of the false emperor. Our wrath spilled through the breach, slaughtering the weak, the contemptable, the fools. The very gods themselves stood to our backs. Then, a cowardly attack from the false emperor murders my lord and master. In shame we fall back to The Eye, but we never surrender.

It has been 10,000 years since that fateful day. I have since grown in stature, in power, in hate. A thousand space marines of the Black Legion swear their loyalties to me. They swear their very souls to me. A thousand times a thousand cultists across the galaxey cary out my will. I have assaulted the imperium of the Corpse God 13 times. Every world I raze, every shrine I topple, every man I kill only serves to bolster my power. For 10,000 years the galaxey has burned. I have had my revenge a thousand times over, my power in unrivaled, whole worlds quake and cower and the mere whisper of my name.

Yet all this rings hollow, for I can never be an Ultramarine.