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2015/11/10 18:00:39
Subject: Re:Your last words
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Brigadier General
The new Sick Man of Europe
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These traffic lights are taking too long, surely it's safe to cross already...
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2015/11/11 07:02:38
Subject: Your last words
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Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil
Way on back in the deep caves
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He wouldn't be stupid enough to...
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2015/11/11 13:11:13
Subject: Your last words
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Guardsman with Flashlight
Somewhere in the Calixis Sector
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Damn, lasgun's jammed. Maybe something's stuck in the barrel...
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"At the end of the day, though he's been ferried through hell on a ship that's ten thousand years old to some godforsaken, war-torn rock; though he deployed from high orbit with nothing but a grav chute; though he is one of ten million men and women snatched from his homeworld to fight a war he barely understands; though he has been given a weapon that fires small suns and may annihilate him as he fires because the knowledge of how it functions has been lost; though his company is supported by tractor-tanks that run on anything you can burn; though he wages war against a devouring hivemind, ravenous demons and hordes of hyper-advanced aliens with strange technologies and sorceries he never dreamed existed; no one will remember his sacrifice, there will be no records of his deeds, no glorious parades in his honor, and no remembrance of his name. All he will earn is a shallow, unmarked grave on a forgotten world untold lightyears from home.
"Yet for all this thankless sacrifice a Guardsman is a man, just like you. He has no millennia-old genetic engineering, no prophetic leader, no miracles of faith. He has his lasgun, his orders, and those beside him. He is the Imperial Guard.
"And he will hold the line." - /tg/, in the most truthful rendition of what it means to be an Imperial Guardsman. |
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2015/11/11 13:55:51
Subject: Re:Your last words
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Brigadier General
The new Sick Man of Europe
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Please, hold my beer for me whilst I show you this...
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2015/11/11 13:56:02
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2015/11/13 01:35:13
Subject: Re:Your last words
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The Last Chancer Who Survived
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 Selym wrote:There's no point arguing with insufferable trolls like you, Jancoran. Meet my ignore list.
(got banned for two days for it)
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2015/11/13 01:35:34
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2015/11/14 05:03:28
Subject: Your last words
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Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge
What's left of Cadia
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Hey y'all watch this!
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TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
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2015/11/14 08:55:24
Subject: Your last words
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Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil
Way on back in the deep caves
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There is no such thing....
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2015/11/14 18:27:39
Subject: Re:Your last words
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Brigadier General
The new Sick Man of Europe
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We are the Emperor's fury!
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DC:90+S+G++MB++I--Pww211+D++A++/fWD390R++T(F)DM+
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2015/11/15 17:57:23
Subject: Your last words
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Guardsman with Flashlight
Somewhere in the Calixis Sector
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Ahhh, it won't trigger Perils. What's the worst that could happen?
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"At the end of the day, though he's been ferried through hell on a ship that's ten thousand years old to some godforsaken, war-torn rock; though he deployed from high orbit with nothing but a grav chute; though he is one of ten million men and women snatched from his homeworld to fight a war he barely understands; though he has been given a weapon that fires small suns and may annihilate him as he fires because the knowledge of how it functions has been lost; though his company is supported by tractor-tanks that run on anything you can burn; though he wages war against a devouring hivemind, ravenous demons and hordes of hyper-advanced aliens with strange technologies and sorceries he never dreamed existed; no one will remember his sacrifice, there will be no records of his deeds, no glorious parades in his honor, and no remembrance of his name. All he will earn is a shallow, unmarked grave on a forgotten world untold lightyears from home.
"Yet for all this thankless sacrifice a Guardsman is a man, just like you. He has no millennia-old genetic engineering, no prophetic leader, no miracles of faith. He has his lasgun, his orders, and those beside him. He is the Imperial Guard.
"And he will hold the line." - /tg/, in the most truthful rendition of what it means to be an Imperial Guardsman. |
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2015/11/17 08:30:04
Subject: Your last words
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Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil
Way on back in the deep caves
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They don't bite.
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Trust in Iron and Stone |
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2015/11/17 17:45:29
Subject: Your last words
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Guardsman with Flashlight
Somewhere in the Calixis Sector
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Green button, blue button, yellow button, re—
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"At the end of the day, though he's been ferried through hell on a ship that's ten thousand years old to some godforsaken, war-torn rock; though he deployed from high orbit with nothing but a grav chute; though he is one of ten million men and women snatched from his homeworld to fight a war he barely understands; though he has been given a weapon that fires small suns and may annihilate him as he fires because the knowledge of how it functions has been lost; though his company is supported by tractor-tanks that run on anything you can burn; though he wages war against a devouring hivemind, ravenous demons and hordes of hyper-advanced aliens with strange technologies and sorceries he never dreamed existed; no one will remember his sacrifice, there will be no records of his deeds, no glorious parades in his honor, and no remembrance of his name. All he will earn is a shallow, unmarked grave on a forgotten world untold lightyears from home.
"Yet for all this thankless sacrifice a Guardsman is a man, just like you. He has no millennia-old genetic engineering, no prophetic leader, no miracles of faith. He has his lasgun, his orders, and those beside him. He is the Imperial Guard.
"And he will hold the line." - /tg/, in the most truthful rendition of what it means to be an Imperial Guardsman. |
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2015/11/17 19:39:21
Subject: Your last words
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Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge
What's left of Cadia
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Of course this area isn't mined.....
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TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
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2015/11/17 21:18:16
Subject: Re:Your last words
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Brigadier General
The new Sick Man of Europe
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For the glory of King Morcar the Mauler!
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2015/11/17 21:18:58
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2015/11/18 23:32:03
Subject: Your last words
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Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge
What's left of Cadia
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BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!
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TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
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2015/11/19 07:30:22
Subject: Your last words
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Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil
Way on back in the deep caves
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Here, I'll show you..
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2015/11/19 07:41:42
Subject: Your last words
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Numberless Necron Warrior
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2015/11/19 13:50:01
Subject: Your last words
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Guardsman with Flashlight
Somewhere in the Calixis Sector
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I think my Plasma Gun is overheating...
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"At the end of the day, though he's been ferried through hell on a ship that's ten thousand years old to some godforsaken, war-torn rock; though he deployed from high orbit with nothing but a grav chute; though he is one of ten million men and women snatched from his homeworld to fight a war he barely understands; though he has been given a weapon that fires small suns and may annihilate him as he fires because the knowledge of how it functions has been lost; though his company is supported by tractor-tanks that run on anything you can burn; though he wages war against a devouring hivemind, ravenous demons and hordes of hyper-advanced aliens with strange technologies and sorceries he never dreamed existed; no one will remember his sacrifice, there will be no records of his deeds, no glorious parades in his honor, and no remembrance of his name. All he will earn is a shallow, unmarked grave on a forgotten world untold lightyears from home.
"Yet for all this thankless sacrifice a Guardsman is a man, just like you. He has no millennia-old genetic engineering, no prophetic leader, no miracles of faith. He has his lasgun, his orders, and those beside him. He is the Imperial Guard.
"And he will hold the line." - /tg/, in the most truthful rendition of what it means to be an Imperial Guardsman. |
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2015/11/19 20:08:50
Subject: Your last words
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Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge
What's left of Cadia
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I think that guy's plasma gun is overheating
*boom*
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TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
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2015/11/20 00:30:35
Subject: Your last words
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Brigadier General
The new Sick Man of Europe
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DC:90+S+G++MB++I--Pww211+D++A++/fWD390R++T(F)DM+
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2015/12/04 20:57:32
Subject: Your last words
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Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge
What's left of Cadia
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Look ma! No hands
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TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
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2015/12/24 05:16:06
Subject: Re:Your last words
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Brigadier General
The new Sick Man of Europe
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Don't cry for me....
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DC:90+S+G++MB++I--Pww211+D++A++/fWD390R++T(F)DM+
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2015/12/24 09:41:33
Subject: Your last words
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Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil
Way on back in the deep caves
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If Santa can do it, so can I.
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2015/12/27 11:07:58
Subject: Re:Your last words
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Brigadier General
The new Sick Man of Europe
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Hope you like Miasma!
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DC:90+S+G++MB++I--Pww211+D++A++/fWD390R++T(F)DM+
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2015/12/28 09:25:49
Subject: Your last words
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Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil
Way on back in the deep caves
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Anything but a One.
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Trust in Iron and Stone |
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2015/12/31 05:06:12
Subject: Your last words
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Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge
What's left of Cadia
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Of course I know where the cliff edge is!
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TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
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2015/12/31 05:08:53
Subject: Re:Your last words
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Rough Rider with Boomstick
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UURRRAHHHH!!! (Russian war shout, best done as one charges at something)
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You say Fiery Crash! I say Dynamic Entry!
*Increases Game Point Limit by 100*: Tau get two Crisis Suits and a Firewarrior. Imperial Guard get two infantry companies, artillery support, and APCs. |
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2015/12/31 21:03:39
Subject: Your last words
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Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge
What's left of Cadia
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Don't worry about it, they couldn't hit the broad side of a barn from there!
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TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
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2015/12/31 22:19:15
Subject: Your last words
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Terrifying Doombull
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Please forgive me
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2016/01/01 18:24:42
Subject: Your last words
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Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge
What's left of Cadia
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Of course there are no mines here.
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TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
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2016/01/05 01:24:29
Subject: Re:Your last words
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Brigadier General
The new Sick Man of Europe
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What if we tried more power?
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