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2012/10/26 01:09:57
Subject: King of the Hill
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Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot
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I call upon my Warp-Spider allies yet again. This time, they bring a Farseer and Wraithguard. They warp into your super-frigate and Wraithcannon/Shred/MindWar everything to death. Then, I give the hill anaesthesia, shred it, and reassemble it into the Tau capital world, T'au. All the phases of expansion are filled with Tau, Eldar, and Mechanicus forces. Defence on T'au is doubled, and 3 different fleets take up positions around the planet.
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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.
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2012/10/26 01:11:36
Subject: King of the Hill
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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CRUSADE! 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.' |
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2012/10/26 03:06:17
Subject: King of the Hill
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Nasty Nob
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WAAAAGH!!!
My hill
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2012/10/26 05:09:39
Subject: King of the Hill
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Guard Heavy Weapon Crewman
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Navy barrages the planet and the surrounding fleets to oblivion, then takes control, setting up stations and fleets all over the system.
My Hill(And the tau empire crumbles with the destruction of their planet earlier)
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Tristavlan Planetary Guard Regiments, Join today, and serve the Emperor. Fight along your local Space Marine Chapter, The White Flames, and aide in the protection of your world, along with many others. No Weapons Experience Required.
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2012/10/26 05:12:54
Subject: King of the Hill
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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The entire system is requisitioned by the Ordo Xenos. 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.' |
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2012/10/26 05:16:01
Subject: King of the Hill
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Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot
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lol. I love my Warp Spiders and Wraithguard.
A cadre of Farseers causes a freak Warp Storm that isolates the station with the hill. I re-educate the surviving Tau, leave them for a thousand years with their tech, and hey they evolved again. Spinny Warp Storm doodoolootdoo bumbumbum.
My hill.
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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.
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2012/10/26 05:26:23
Subject: King of the Hill
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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CRUSADE! 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.' |
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2012/10/26 05:28:12
Subject: King of the Hill
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Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot
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( into a Warp Storm?)
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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.
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2012/10/26 05:31:34
Subject: King of the Hill
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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(the Emperor snuffed out the Warp Storm)
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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.' |
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2012/10/26 05:36:40
Subject: King of the Hill
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Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot
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(ah, I see. Carry on) My noob Tau tarpit you for a while until the Warp Spiders can get off the couch. Then they spend 1000 years wearing away your Crusade until you go away and fight the Tyranids.
My hill (finally)
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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.
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2012/10/26 06:22:09
Subject: King of the Hill
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Guard Heavy Weapon Crewman
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Until the Imperial Navy comes with a contingent of guard and takes over.
My Hill.
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Tristavlan Planetary Guard Regiments, Join today, and serve the Emperor. Fight along your local Space Marine Chapter, The White Flames, and aide in the protection of your world, along with many others. No Weapons Experience Required.
PURGE AND BURN THE HERITICS |
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2012/10/26 07:47:49
Subject: King of the Hill
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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Requisitioned by the Ordo Xenos (again). 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.' |
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2012/10/27 06:40:30
Subject: Re:King of the Hill
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Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil
Way on back in the deep caves
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I spray the hill with a large economy size can of RAID and kill all the bugs. My hill.
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Trust in Iron and Stone  |
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2012/10/27 19:16:01
Subject: King of the Hill
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Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot
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My Wraithgurad stand up, lol around for a bit because ev'ryone is dead or in the Poison Control Center, then destroy every Poison Control Center, hospital, or clinic on the planet.
My hill.
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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.
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2012/10/28 00:23:00
Subject: King of the Hill
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Quick-fingered Warlord Moderatus
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It just so happens that a virus infects the Wraithguard, destroying their wraithbone armor at an alarming rate. And the only cure lay in the hospitals they had destroyed in the first place.
I walk up in a rad suit to claim...
My Hill.
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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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2012/10/28 07:10:52
Subject: King of the Hill
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Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil
Way on back in the deep caves
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At the top of the hill, you find a mysterious box. It is a puzzle. When you open it, I gate in froma warphole and drag you kicking and screaming to a painful death. Then I emerge on my hill.
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2012/10/28 16:57:18
Subject: King of the Hill
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Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot
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I replant their spirit stones in more Wraithguard, burn the planet from orbit, then land on it and reclaim the hill. Any opposition is Wraithcannoned, and all of the ground within 20 miles (or kilometers if easier to understand) is wiped from the Wraithcannons. Wraithman's Cleaning Service.
My hill.
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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.
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2012/10/29 01:32:22
Subject: King of the Hill
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Nasty Nob
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I blast your wraithguard to bits with cannons that have a 21 mile range (or kilometers if easier to understand). I set up camp upon the hill and toast marshmellows over a campfire.
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2012/10/29 01:56:27
Subject: King of the Hill
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Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought
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Ghostbuster tortoises banish the spirits in your Wraithguard back to the infinity circuit. I place the souls of fallen tortoise warriors in the now empty suits.
My hill with Wraithtortoises.
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Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points |
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2012/10/29 06:27:03
Subject: King of the Hill
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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CRUSADE! 
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.' |
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2012/10/29 16:05:51
Subject: King of the Hill
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Nasty Nob
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I am still upon the hill, toasting marshmellows.
Still my hill
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2012/10/29 19:05:56
Subject: King of the Hill
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Lethal Lhamean
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Nice exploding marshmallows you have there. Or at least, had there. My hill.
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2012/10/29 21:23:47
Subject: King of the Hill
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Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought
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I claim the hill in the name of Tortoisetopia.
My hill.
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Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points |
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2012/10/29 23:09:16
Subject: King of the Hill
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Guard Heavy Weapon Crewman
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I make tortoise soup.
My hill
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Tristavlan Planetary Guard Regiments, Join today, and serve the Emperor. Fight along your local Space Marine Chapter, The White Flames, and aide in the protection of your world, along with many others. No Weapons Experience Required.
PURGE AND BURN THE HERITICS |
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2012/10/29 23:11:41
Subject: King of the Hill
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Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot
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I pull your Tortoise-Fetish out of the ground and chuck it into a pit full of very friendly Carnifexes. I lead my forces up the hill, relocate CuddlySquig to a neighboring hill with the same benefits, and sit proudly astride my completely free Carnifex with power lance held aloft!
My hill. there is an oligarchy for government between neighbor hill and original hill.
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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.
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2012/10/29 23:16:10
Subject: King of the Hill
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Screaming Shining Spear
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People become unhappy, rebel, and lose, but leave the hills both weak. I take them both in one swift move.
My hill(s) I defend the hills by surrounding them with land mines, and planting nuclear missiles under them, activated by anybody who feels like the hills will be taken.
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2012/10/29 23:22:18
Subject: King of the Hill
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Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot
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lol okay. I nuke yo nukes. And since when were there other people? I thought it was just Carnifexes, Orks, and Wraithguard?
All that aside, Everything is detonated, everyone at ground zero dies, and everyone else is purged for mutations by Orbital Strikes. I drop some Wraithguard down, and send a Wraithlord to clean up. The hill is rebuilt, but it is saturated with land mines full of fecal matter, incindiery grenades, and spammy defence lasers.
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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.
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2012/10/31 11:35:25
Subject: King of the Hill
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Lethal Lhamean
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Unfortunately, the wraithlord steps on one such mine, the entire hill blows up and all the wraithbone creatures are sent into space. Then I make a hill and claim it. My hill.
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2012/10/31 12:15:17
Subject: King of the Hill
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Nasty Nob
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I become best friends with the friendly carnifexes (cuddlefexes) and we ascend the hill to have a party. One of the cuddlefexes sits on p_gray99 by mistake.
My hill.
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2012/10/31 13:16:49
Subject: King of the Hill
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Krazed Killa Kan
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I create a temporal disturbance and travel back in time and claim the hill before Cuddlysquiq befriends the cuddlefexes
My Hill
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DR:80S---G+MB---I+Pw40k08#+D+A+/fWD???R+T(M)DM+
My P&M Log: http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/433120.page
 Atma01 wrote:
And that is why you hear people yelling FOR THE EMPEROR rather than FOR LOGICAL AND QUANTIFIABLE BASED DECISIONS FOR THE BETTERMENT OF THE MAJORITY!
Phototoxin wrote:Kids go in , they waste tonnes of money on marnus calgar and his landraider, the slaneshi-like GW revel at this lust and short term profit margin pleasure. Meanwhile father time and cunning lord tzeentch whisper 'our games are better AND cheaper' and then players leave for mantic and warmahordes.
daveNYC wrote:The Craftworld guys, who are such stick-in-the-muds that they manage to make the Ultramarines look like an Ibiza nightclub that spiked its Red Bull with LSD.
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