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I got bored the other day and decided to clean out my closet. Along the way I came across my original 40K collection (I’ve since been playing WarmaHordes). I originally bought Dark Vengeance and converted all of the models to Chaos. Seeing these models after a yearlong break or so inspired to look back into 40K.
However, since I can’t justify spending my financial aid on plastic spacemen, I‘ve decided to exclusively play Kill Team, both official and Herald of Ruin. This gives me the opportunity to focus on the preferred skirmishes and, most importantly, the hobby aspect of 40K.
I decided to do a brief little write up about my Nurgly CSM Kill Team in the traditional goofy-dark spirit. Let me know what you guys think. Comment, criticize, berate, and point out in-setting errors all you like. I’d love some feedback. Enjoy!
The Warp Lobsters are a small but elite Chaos warband dedicated to Nurgle. Descending from the Dark Angels in M37, the chapter was originally founded as the Angels of Lugubriosity on the seemingly paradisiacal Inglebordia, a well-known pleasure world in its sector. With its less than 10% landmass, Inglebordia’s only industry was tourism. In an ironic twist of fate (read: Tzeentch) the planet’s inhabitants were prone to extreme bouts of depression and rarely indulged in the pleasures they provided for offworlders.
As punishment from an observing Emperor’s Children warband, a comet of questionable composition crashed into the ocean off the coast of Inglebordia’s most populous city just a few years after the chapter’s founding. Within a Terran month, the lobsters of Inglebordia swelled in size to unholy proportions and became engorged with an insatiable hunger for man.
War completely engulfed Inglebordia as the Angels of Lugubriosity failed to contain the crustaceous onslaught; other Imperial forces in the sector were too busy combating a nearby Emperor’s Children incursion to assist. The planet became wracked with strife as the lobsters withered the population by half and the chapter by nearly two thirds in just three months. Viktor Urethrus, the chapter’s third company captain and newly crowned chapter master, prayed for an end to the lobsterpocalypse as he began to lose all hope. His prayers were greeted by a second comet not from the Emperor nor his ‘children’, but from Nurgle.
Slowly but surely, the lobstrosities became bloated beyond practicality. Their chitinous shells softened and gave way as the putrid bile beneath seeped through every possible crevice. The surviving immobilized lobsters eventually burst emitting an unfathomable amount of noxious gas into Space Hawaii’s atmosphere. Believing his planet spared, Urethrus and company began the arduous task of reconstruction of Inglebordia and replenishing his lost ranks. The remaining lobster carcasses were carefully quarantined in what would become a vile lake of fetid froth called the Lobster Abysque.
Unfortunately, the lingering lobster musk was immediately terminal to all without space marine augmentations. Within four months the entire surviving civilian population of Inglebordia would be dead. Only 345 Angels survived the lobsterpocalypse but not one would be free of the infections that followed. With his surviving forces dying a very slow painful death, Urethrus prayed once more for salvation. His prayers were met by Gloth, a Great Unclean One, who emerged from the rancid remains of the Absyque.
In a feverish daze, Urethrus swore fealty to Gloth (and Nurgle) in exchange for sparing the lives of his few men. Gloth happily obliged and administered Nurgle’s gift of immortality by means of a heinous baptization in the thick muck of the Absyque for each and every Angel. Not one marine refused. Viktor Urethrus, the first to submit and last to emerge from the lake of filth, was reborn as Syphilis Maximus, the newest champion of Nurgle. The withered remains of the Angels of Lugubriosity were christened the Warp Lobsters.
After falling to Nurgle’s grotesque allure, the warband would embark on a never ending quest to slaughter each and every worshipper of Slaanesh they would encounter, especially the vicious Emperor’s Children, whom Syphilis Maximus would hold personally responsible for the worsened misery and damnation of his beloved chapter. Gloth remained with the warband spiritually and physically in the form of several hundred happy-go-lucky Nurglings to remind them of their dedication to Nurgle and not their code of retribution. These Nurglings rarely engage in combat, but instead hang off the shoulder pads or backpacks of the marines either laughing maniacally or cheering on their patron miserable marine.
New, small in number, and low on supplies, the Warp Lobsters must often engage in footslogging raids; Aside from a few Rhinos, their armory was obliterated by the lobstrosities. Due to their elite nature, they have a plentiful amount of Chosen marines and many veterans have acquired Terminator armor in the most successful raids. The Warp Lobsters have their own signature form of the lightning claw (simply dubbed the lobster claw) reserved for only the highest ranking members. The warband has recently allied itself with the Huron Blackheart’s piratical Red Corsairs. As successors to the Dark Angels, the warband naturally has a penchant for plasma weaponry. This also coincides, however, with ceaseless skirmishes with marines of the Unforgiven.
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