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Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

I'd break his arm.

What if I asked where should I post this thread: "Which characters are the largest hams?"

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






You'd be told by the mods not to post it.

What if we all lived in the Fallout universe?

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





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Oh Crap.

What if I asked what's wrong with the thread?

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/09/07 12:29:14


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.

The they may tell you, but probably in the style of a British Politician just asked about his second home.

What if the mods banned everybody

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
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Then there would be no one left to ban, so they would begin self-banning rituals, until only the ubermod remained.

What if I run out of beer?

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in gb
Pious Warrior Priest





English Russia.

The you will sobre up, see the world as it is and then jump out of a window.

What if I bought a medival cannon?

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






Then you'd roll a misfire and it would explode in your face.

What if Fallout 4 was set in New York?

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Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

Then many would complain because of it being a warzone (That was one of the bad hypes about mw3 that the media spread, that the war was being fought in NYC)

What if they finally release the Skyrim DLC's for PS3


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Made in gb
Pious Warrior Priest





English Russia.

Then ps3 skyrim players would be happy!

What if fallout 4 was set in Britain?

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






Then it wouldn't be a Fallout game.

What if Bethesda decided to stop making games for the PS3 altogether?

Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points  
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Then they would have more time to develop games for the PC like they used to. Daggerfall anyone?

What if there really is a ghost in the old mill?

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in gb
Growlin' Guntrukk Driver with Killacannon




Reading, England

Damn that was stupid of me. Should really pay more attention to what I write.

Then Halloween will get much creepier.

What if I had a photographic memory?

Bruins fan till the end.

Never assume anything, it will only make an ass of you and me. 
   
Made in nz
Bounding Assault Marine





Christchurch, New Zealand

You would be haunted by your time spent on Dakka.

What if I knew what I was doing?

Damn the haters, Full speed ahead!

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Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Then you would not need to ask.

What if the stories are all lies and fiction?

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Then it would be true.

What Tzeentch was real?

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
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Then you could buy a miniature Finecast sculpture of him at any GW.

What if they find the bodies?

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

My family's prestige and money will cover it up.

What if Tzeentch was real, and I made a deal with him?

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

It would quickly backfire and you would lose everything.

What if I could become a nurse without having to write essays in uni and just have practical teaching?

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...

Life would be so much easier.

What if I became a Champion of Tzeentch and manipulated everyone else into an orgy of bloodshed and debauchery?

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
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Then Slannesh would want to have a word with you.

What if NASCAR races were run with 40k vehicles?

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

IT WILL BE AWESOME.

What if I became a Daemon Prince and ruled the world?

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/09/10 23:41:41


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.

we would have to worship you.

What if i sold my entire 40k army and replaced it with a cold war era soviet themed imperial guard army?

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






Then you'd have a strong urge to drink vodka and harvest more wheat for the motherland.

What if all of my homework was finished?

Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points  
   
Made in no
Terrifying Doombull





Hefnaheim

Then your pet nurling would eat it

What if Orks became your neighbour
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Then the backyard cookouts would be legendary.

What if the bs just stops?

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in gb
Growlin' Guntrukk Driver with Killacannon




Reading, England

Then world peace could be achieved, possibly.

What if Gordon Ramsay stopped swearing? (watching Hells Kitchen)

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






Then the universe would implode in on itself.

What if I had an unlimited amount of Einstein Bros dark roast coffee?

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






Woops, double post.

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Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

You'd be very happy.

What if I had a real copy of the Necronomicon?

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
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Then shadows would begin to mock you while soft noises begin to distract you, as if hundreds of feet were scurrying about inside your walls. You would develop an aversion to mirrors and keep all the lights on all the time. Above all, softly at first but growing louder over time, you hear the call.......

What if the rats in the walls come back?

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
 
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