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2015/02/05 09:38:27
Subject: WARHAMMER 40K FIGHT NIGHT! Bout 4 up! All Bout links on P1!
WARHAMMER 40K FIGHT NIGHT! Bob: Hi! I’m Bob Cunningham
Jeff: Hi! I’m Jeff Buchowski
Both: Welcome to Warhammer 40K Fight Night!
Bob: OK folks, good to have you with us this evening here at the Johan Frederickson XVII Stadium on Ichoban Prime. A warm welcome to this, what will hopefully be a series of mouthwatering matchups of some of the deadliest adversaries the universe of the 41st Millennium has to offer.
Jeff: Ah you said it Bob, and boy what a millennium the sweet 41st is turning out to be!
Bob: Er, indeed - here tonight, and every fight night my co-commentator Jeff 'Six Heads' Buchowski will be joining us to give his expert opinion on the machinations and eviscerations in the ring. A veteran of the Long War himself …
Jeff: (chuckles off camera)
Bob: …I’m sure you've seen many epic matchups in your time. Now I'm sure the viewers, like me, are thrilled to have you here with us and will have many questions for you over the course of these championships, but before we get going I’ve always wanted to ask about the nickname - there must be an interesting story behind that, right?
Jeff: Oh well, not really Bob - it just refers to an old sports Injury.
Both: (Awkward silence).
Bob: Coming up! The first of our epic bouts of the evening, but before we get underway let’s just take a moment to explain the format to some of our newer viewers. For that, we go ringside to our man in the dug out, the one and only Eddy Butler.
Eddy: Thanks Jim. Hi everyone, and welcome to the Galactic Inter-dimensional Tournament Series (G.I.T.S). For those of you unfamiliar with the format, it’s pretty simple - two men enter, one man leaves. But before you go thinking Mel Gibson is gonna rock up with nothing but his pants and beat a midget riding a slow giant to near death, this is a whole lot more brutal than your average two bit Thunderdome (and any similarities are purely coincidental from a legal perspective).
For starters, men may not be men. No form of Xeno is excluded from spilling its blood and vital organs ringside - the G.I.T.S is proud to be the universes only truly equal opportunities Fighting Championship. Fights are five rounds, each round being over when a fighter is reduced to no wounds or otherwise removed from play. Three straight rounds won results in a 'Knock Out' result. Who goes first is determined by the higher initiative, if it’s a tie we have a random roll off to decide, in the best traditions of the 41st Millennium...
Crowd: (sarcastic laughter and jeering, someone throws a bottle of wee).
Eddy: (Ducks) ...No zooming flyers, no mounts, no drones and absolutely no summoning. One use weapons or special rules can only be used once per bout. Other than that, anything goes in the ring! Winner stays on as Champion, with the man (or woman, for all you SoB fans out there) who manages to best every other Character in their class going on to claim Supreme G.I.T.S Champion of the Multiverse! That about covers the basics, but we'll go into more ringside details during the fights themselves. Back to you in the studio John.
Bob: Thanks Eddy. Well the only thing left to mention is the weight classifications. Now there has been a lot of controversy over these in the past, but we think the board of G.I.T.S. have maybe listened to the fans this year and got the set up right, don’t we Jeff?
Jeff: Absolutely not Bob.
Bob: Alrighty then, well this year we have six weight classifications under which all bouts will take place;
N.I.C Trip-Tag Team Challenge (Non independent characters only)
Jeff: Solid classifications there Bob.
Bob: Thanks Jeff. What do you see being the dominant builds in this year’s competitions?
Jeff: Well I hate to say it Bob but I see the SERVANTS OF THE FALSE EMPER-sorry, sorry, Imperium of Man contender’s having a definite advantage over most of the other races, mainly due to them making up over half of the competing field. That'll mean a lot of blue on blue grudge matches I'm sure. That said, our old friends the metallic dead and my old frat brothers out in the chaos wastes have some serious potential too, along with the ever dangerous Tyranid abominations who I would expect to rack up some big hits.
Bob: Ok, thanks Jeff. Now as our ‘servitor skull-cam’ pans over the ring, we can see that they have made a few modifications this year, right Jeff?
Jeff: That’s right Bob, and I have to say I’m really stoked about these changes. They have gone for a shorter ring this year - just 12" from corner to corner, but changed the terrain from normal to difficult, meaning first turn charge is by no means guaranteed. This could prove tricky for some of the slower characters out there, and anyone that is bringing fleet or move through cover into the ring will have a huge advantage.
Bob: Ok thanks Jeff. Well, that brings us up to date with the rule changes this year. We’ll be back right after this short break with the first bout of the evening.
Both: Stay tuned!
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If in doubt, frag it out...
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Bob: Hi! I’m Bob Cunningham
Jeff: Hi! I’m Jeff Buchowski
Both: Welcome to Warhammer Fight Night!
Bob: OK folks, good to have you with us again here at the Johan Frederickson XVII Stadium on Ichoban Prime. Tonight's offering, a grudge match borne of the Eastern Fringe as we see Captain Caito 'Big Truth' Galenus of the Ultramarines go up against the Lill' Bulldog, Commander O'Vash of the Tau Empire, in a contest for the Middleweight title. Now of course I am delighted to welcome back my co-commentator as always on fight night, Jeff 'Six Heads' Buchowski - Jeff, how do you see this one going down tonight?
Jeff: Hi Bob, great to be here as always on this great planet, Ichoban Prime. Great match up we have here tonight, two great competitors with a great deal to prove to the greater mass of great opponents we have wafting in the wings to contest who will be the greatest middleweight fighter. Should be a great contest, looking forward to seeing some great hits being landed with great results. Just great.
Bob: Errrrrrr, Jeff. All these 'greats' wouldn't be some kind of pun on the 'greater good' would it (winks at co-host)
Jeff: (Laughs long and hard, particularly please with himself) Ah, you know me Bob - being enthralled to actual Gods, I have always liked a good laugh at the expense of some of the other 'religions' out there. Especially one as innocuous as the 'Greater Good' (continues laughing)
Bob: Indeed Jeff, indeed. OK folks, lets get a better look at the at stats and load outs the contenders are going to be bringing to the ring. For that, we go ringside to our man in the maelstrom, Eddy Butler.
The Contenders
Spoiler:
Eddy: Thanks Tom. Lets take an overview of what both contenders are rolling with here tonight:
Eddy: So if we begin by looking at the Basic Stat lines, you can see they are fairly well balanced - 90pts for the captain vs 85pts for the commander, the Captain going better on Weapons Skill, Toughness and Initiative while the Commander trumps on Strength, Wounds and Attacks. Looks like this one will be decided in the equipment load outs.
Now including equipment, the Captain weights in at 160pts, well below the maximum weight and as a result he might be at a bit of a disadvantage. Combi-melta gives him a chance of Insta-deathing his opponent pre assault, while Relic blades AP3 will take the crisis suits armour save out of the equation.
Or rather, it would have had the commander not gone for the Iridium battlesuit. 2+ save means he wont fear the relic blade in CC, while T5 takes him out of the insta-death zone on anything the captain has. In contrast, the plasma rifle and fusion blaster combo takes the artificer out of the game, with the latter giving instant death should the captains Iron Halo fail him. Relentless on the suit also allows the Commander to fire everything pre-assault. In the close, he'll be replying on the Onager gauntlet to do the damage, while the Repulsor Impact Field is a nice I10 free hit, and NSJ a good way to compound the captains misery should he miss.
Should be an interesting fight, back to you in the studio Tim.
Bob: Thanks Eddy, well both contenders have made their way into the ring, so with out further ado lets go ringside and join our fight commenter, Barry MgGuire.
Round One
Spoiler:
Barry: Evening Folks, Seconds out, there goes the bell and we are off. Caito gets the advantage due to his higher initiative and moves forward
All the initiative in the world cant help him with difficult terrain though, and he only stumbles forward 2". O'Vash activates the NSJ, much to Caito's amusement. He responds by opening up with the one shot melta.... and misses! Oh the infamy! Adding further insult to injury, Caito manages to not only wound himself with the 'gets hot' from the NSJ, but then fails his 2+ save to take a wound! Oh my, the crowd groans in unison!
Enraged with embarrassment, Caito tries to charge the commander, but fails the 8" charge with another poor roll! He takes a plasma hit in over watch, but is able to shrug it off with his Iron Halo - a good save, but that wont disguise that fact that it has been a poor start from him.
O'Vash now, and he has no problems coming forward, rolling 5" to get right up in Caito's face.
Opening salvo, and O'Vash lets him have it all - both plasma rifles strike home, but once more Caito puts the Iron Halo to good use, absorbing bot hitsh. Fusion blaster also strikes home, but Caito Fails the save! Instant death for the captain puts him on zero wounds, and he is down!
Round one goes to the Lill' Bulldog as he lives up to his name
Round Two
Spoiler:
Barry: OK folks, seconds out, round two.
Caito will be stinging from that first round display, lets see if he can get a grip in the second round. O'Vash comes forward, another solid 5" move.
Showing no mercy, O'Vash gives the captain both barrels once more. Plasma bolts hit home, the captain only able to tank one onto the Iron halo leaving him with a wound. Fusion blaster goes off, its another hit, and OH MY ITS ANOTHER FAILED SAVE! Caito goes down to instant death once more! Oh the humanity!
Round two goes to O'Vash, as the Tau in the crowd go nuts! Boy they must be on a long leash from the ethereals tonight!
Round Three
Spoiler:
Barry: Seconds out, round three.
Caito is reeling. He knows he is looking down the barrel of a knock out result here, in the name of the Emperor he has to pull it together and try to at least get into combat this turn! He rushes forward, rolling a decent 4" for once.
Eschewing the rapid fire bolter in favour of the charge, Caito surprises everyone in the crowd by tossing a krak grenade at O'Vash! It hits home and wounds, only to be saved on the 2+. O'Vash goads the captain on, shouting and waving him forward while making what are presumably rude Tau gestures with his hands.
Caito is foaming at the mouth now, such is the anger! He lines up the 8" charge.... oh and fails once more! Boy, the captain sure doesn't have his charging boots on today! O'Vash has no luck with over watch, but it makes little difference to Caito as the burning shame must be enough to cause a wound on its own!
O'Vash now, and he piles forward another great 5 inches, ready for combat - but will he need it? Or is he just getting nice and close so Caito can hear his taunts?
O'Vash opens up once more, slamming home the plasma bolts at point blank range! Caito tries to tank them on his iron halo BUT FAILS! Oh no, two wounds on the captain! He staggers backwards, as O'Vash goes for the kill and hits him with the fusion blaster! Its enough to wound him, but the captain finally does something right and makes the invulnerable save!
O'Vash senses the end is near and charges into combat, easily making the 4" charge! Now the Tau toys will come in to play - Repulsor Impact Field goes off at Initiative 10, gets three hits but Caito shrugs them off with his armour saves!
Caito steps forward, and striking at Initiative 5 manages to land two solid hits on the commander with his relic blade. He gets the wounds, but alas the blade just bounces off the iridium armour! Oh for the love of AP2!
O'vash now looks to bring the pain! He forgoes the Onager gauntlet this time, preferring instead to land a flurry of blows with his tiny metal fists!
He gets five good punches to the captains face, wounding him with four of them! Will Caitos poor rolling spell the end of him now? NO! He makes all four saves! Combat will continue for another round!
Caito ducks sideways, comes around and brings an overarm swing down on the Commanders head! He score a hit and a wound, but O'Vash saves once more!
O'Vash shakes off the blow, and decides enough is enough! He primes the onager gauntlet and lets fly! A great hit right to the captains solar plexus sends him sprawling! He fails the save and its more Instant Death ignominy for the Pride of Ultramar! Caito is down!
O'vash stands over Caito and roars in celebration! The Tau in the crowd throw their drinks in the air, they know the count is just a formality, he 'aint getting back up - O'Vash takes it on a Knock Out!
Round Four
Spoiler:
We'll be right back after this Commercial break...
Round Five
Spoiler:
We said we will be right back after this Commercial break...
Bob: OK thanks Barry, well what a bout - a lot of people had tipped the Captain to make minced meat out of the notoriously lackluster Tau in Combat, but I guess Caito's problem was he just never really got there, right Jeff?
Jeff: Boy you said it Bob, the Captain must have been tripping over his shoe laces out there, so many poor movement rolls and failed charges just left him at the mercy of the commanders formidable firepower.
Bob: Indeed, and when he finally did get there, he found the iridium battlesuit just to tough to get past?
Jeff: Indeed bob - as the old saying goes, don't bring a knife to an experimental iridium alloy battlesuit fight.
Bob: Wise words indeed. Ok folks, that's it for this evening - we have our first champ of the season - The Lill' Bulldog from Fi'Rios - lets see how long he stays there. Coming up next, the after show party featuring Florence & the Tau Girl Pile troupe. Should be an interesting watch, stay tuned....
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If in doubt, frag it out...
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Looks interesting. I got a thought to input a Captain Smashbane VS a total tooled up Barge Overlord a month later or so, if I have time to build and paint up.
Yarrick could of killed himself a tau commander... haha for 145pts too.
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i'm not sure i could keep coming back for more; but credit where credit is due.
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-px27tzAtVwZpZ4ljopV2w "ashtrays and teacups do not count as cover"
"jack of all trades, master of none; certainly better than a master of one"
The Ordo Reductor - the guy's who make wonderful things like the Landraider Achillies, but can't use them in battle..
Eddy: Hi Guys, Eddy here for the after fight forum, glad you could join us. Lets look over some of the items posted on the comment boards...
Jambles wrote:What a blowout. The Captain never stood a chance. Can't wait for the next fight.
Eddy: Tough draw for the Cap', apparently he snapped that relic blade over a neophytes head on the way back to Ultramar - might see him back in a lower weight division in the future though, once he sheds a few pounds.
Iechine wrote:Sucks to suck, Caito!
Eddy: Ha ha ha, it most certainly does.
toasteroven wrote:Ha, that was pretty great.
Maybe even good.
Eddy: I'm sure Bob and Jeff would agree
Orky Boss wrote:C'mon Guardsmen, you can do it! Knock those filthy xenos and steroid abusers and supernatural abominations out of the court!
Eddy: We have some great IoM 100% all human competitors lined up this year, especially in the lightweight classification, so stay tuned.
Dozer Blades wrote:What a joke.
Eddy: It most surely was Dozerballs, it most surely was...
Neophyte2012 wrote:Looks interesting. I got a thought to input a Captain Smashbane VS a total tooled up Barge Overlord a month later or so, if I have time to build and paint up.
Eddy: Alas all mounts / rides are banned this year as they have been deemed health and safety hazards.
Matthew wrote:I really, really like this idea.
Eddy: We really really like you too.
Tomb King wrote:Yarrick could of killed himself a tau commander... haha for 145pts too.
Eddy: Stay tuned!
SirDonlad wrote:for what it's worth - i enjoyed reading this.
i'm not sure i could keep coming back for more; but credit where credit is due.
Eddy: We know Jeff has that effect on people, but you'll warm up to him eventually.
If in doubt, frag it out...
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Hmmm... the guy who was 30 points down lost..... big surprise.
"Because the Wolves kill cleanly, and we do not. They also kill quickly, and we have never done that, either. They fight, they win, and they stalk back to their ships with their tails held high. If they were ever ordered to destroy another Legion, they would do it by hurling warrior against warrior, seeking to grind their enemies down with the admirable delusions of the 'noble savage'. If we were ever ordered to assault another Legion, we would virus bomb their recruitment worlds; slaughter their serfs and slaves; poison their gene-seed repositories and spend the next dozen decades watching them die slow, humiliating deaths. Night after night, raid after raid, we'd overwhelm stragglers from their fleets and bleach their skulls to hang from our armour, until none remained. But that isn't the quick execution the Emperor needs, is it? The Wolves go for the throat. We go for the eyes. Then the tongue. Then the hands. Then the feet. Then we skin the crippled remains, and offer it up as an example to any still bearing witness. The Wolves were warriors before they became soldiers. We were murderers first, last, and always!" —Jago Sevatarion
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So for a 200 point bout, I feel like the space marine captain was ill-equipped. To give the best shot at a fair fight you should do a rematch, but the captain needs to be:
Space Marine Captain - The Shield Eternal, Artificer Armour, Jump Pack, Power Fist - 200 points exactly.
Been out of the game for awhile, trying to find time to get back into it.
I wanna see some chapter master smashfether action going on here replacing the bike with a jump pack of course. Instead of running a 40 point down captain
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I'll never be able to repay CA for making GW realize that The Old World was a cash cow, left to die in a field.
Eddy: Hi Guys, Eddy here again - lets look over some more of the comment boards posts...
Colpicklejar wrote:Did Big Truth activate his Ultramarines chapter doctrines? Pretty embarrassing.
Eddy: He certainly did not, pretty bad day all round for the Cap'
Debilitate wrote:That was super enjoyable. Looking forward to more of these!
Eddy: Always glad to keep our viewers happy! As you might have noticed there has been a slight delay to the schedule - its, ummm, Chinese New Year here on Ichoban Prime....
dominuschao wrote:Ghazy! Ghazy! Ghazy!
Eddy:...has been signed up to make an appearance in this years Championships, just as soon as he has completed his training! (for training, read: bought / constructed / painted).
Lord Blackscale wrote:Hmmm... the guy who was 30 points down lost..... big surprise.
Eddy: Hey, c'mon buddy - where's your under dog spirit? I've… seen things you people wouldn't believe.... in the ring. A lowly Ministorum Priest one shot-ing an Archon, a pitiful Lord Commissar handing The Sanguinor his arse, a derisible Tyranid Prime tearing Calgar a new one... All those… moments… will be lost in time..... as I didn't take any photos.
tetrisphreak wrote:So for a 200 point bout, I feel like the space marine captain was ill-equipped.
Brennonjw wrote:I wanna see some chapter master smashfether action going on here replacing the bike with a jump pack of course. Instead of running a 40 point down captain
Eddy: Don't worry lads, with so many Marine Chapters out there we will be seeing plenty of iterations of Captains, Chapter Masters and the rest of the motely crew in various forms. Even the luckless Caito may make a return... so stay tuned!
If in doubt, frag it out...
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Lightweight Bout - Company Master Badriel 'Buster' Balthazar vs Broodlord -unpronounceable- 'The Ding-a-Ling Man' -unpronounceable-
Bob: Hi! I’m Bob Cunningham
Jeff: Hi! I’m Jeff Buchowski
Both: Welcome to Warhammer Fight Night!
Bob: OK folks, thanks for joining us again here at the Johan Frederickson XVII Stadium on Ichoban Prime. Tonight's matchup, a hang over of the Durganion XIII Cleansing as we see Company Master Badriel 'Buster' Balthazar of the Dark Angels go up against his old nemesis Broodlord -unpronounceable screeching- 'The Ding-a-Ling Man' -unpronounceable screeching- , in a contest for the Lightweight title. As usual, I welcome back my co-commentator as always on fight night, Jeff 'Six Heads' Buchowski - Jeff, how do you see this one going down tonight?
Jeff: Hi Bob, how you doing? I have to say, I wouldn't normally side with the soulless terrors from beyond the galactic rim but I think the broodlord has a great chance at upsetting the applecart tonight.
Bob: You think so Jeff? He starts here tonight as the official underdog, almost 21pts down on his opponent - or is there something else flavoring your favoritism tonight? (winks at co-host)
Jeff: Ha ha ha, ahhh alright you got me Bob - As you know, some of my buddies back in the 'Eye count themselves amongst the Fallen, and they have been really looking forward to seeing this match up going against the good 'Master for old times sake.
Bob: Can't say fairer that that Jeff. OK folks, lets get a better look at the at the stats and load outs of the contenders going into the ring tonight. For that, we go ringside to our man in the maelstrom, Eddy Butler.
The Contenders
Spoiler:
Eddy: Thanks Pat. Lets take an overview of what both contenders are rolling with here tonight:
Company Master Badriel ' Buster ' Balthazar - Power Armour, Iron Halo
- Bolt Pistol, Chainsword, Frag & Krak Grenades, Digital Weapon
- 100pts
Eddy: So looking at the basic stat lines, you can see straight away that apart from in the BS (which Badriel wins hands down) the broodlord edges him in almost every other field. Not a bad start for the supposed underdog...
Equipment wise might be where Buster has the edge though. Power armour means a 3+ save all game as the broodlord has no reliable AP3, while krak grenades give the master a ranged AP4 advantage. Digital weapon will help in the close, but Buster is going to be up against it in hand to hand combat.
And here is why. The Ding-a-Ling man is not only higher in Initiative and WS, he is also packing adrenals for that extra boost on the charge and a pair of scything talons for the extra attack. Combined with higher Strength and Toughness, rending claws for the occasional AP2, and the fact he has Move Through Cover and Fleet, we are going to see the broodlord itching to get his hands on the Master from the start.
Should be an interesting fight, back to you in the studio Pete.
Bob: Thanks Eddy. Well both contenders have made their way into the ring, so with out further ado lets go ringside and join our fight commenter, Barry MgGuire.
Round One
Spoiler:
Barry: Evening Folks, Seconds out, there goes the bell and we are off. Ding-a-Ling gets the advantage due to his higher initiative and moves forward.
Gets a solid 4" move, lines up the charge.... and fails! What a break for the Master! A shame he couldn't get the hit in overwatch but I'm sure he'll take the opportunity to have the charge.
Badriel comes forward 2", forgoes the bolt pistol and throws a krak grenade - but the Broodlord easy ducks out of the way.
Buster then lines up the charge and makes it, smashing into the terror from beyond! The Ding-a-Ling man strikes first though on account of his I7, but proceeds to whiff even with all those claws!
Badriel's turn, but he cant seem to get his chainsword free from the broodlords flailing limbs and doesn't even score a single hit!
The Ding-a-Ling Man then slips under the 'Masters slashing sword, gets in behind and delivers two rending wounds of his own. Iron Halo offers no salvation to Badriel and he is down to a single wound already!
Badriel turns, leaking vital fluids all over the floor, and gets a lucky blow with the chainsword on his opponent, but it just bounces off the broodlords Chitinous scales!
Buster is reeling now, and the terror from beyond goes in for the kill! He once more gets in behind the Master and delivers another flurry or blows! 3 wounds, Badriel's Power Armour fails him AND BUSTER IS DOWN!
Round one goes to the Unnamed Horror!
Round Two
Spoiler:
Barry: OK folks, seconds out, round two.
Badriel knows he has his work cut out here, but at least he starts this round in the driving seat. He moves forward a solid 6". Tosses another Krak grenade, which strikes home this time, only to fail to wound the tough as nails broodlord
Buster lines up the charge...and makes it! Second round in a row he has denied the Ding-a-Ling Man use of his adrenal glands! He gets three good hits in but once more they bounce off the thick hide of his abominable opponent!
Stunned into action by Busters ferocious advance, the broodlord launches himself straight into the 'Masters face! He rakes at the power armour with three hits of his rending claws, but this time the amour does its job for Badriel.
Buster pivots and gets the broodlord in a headlock, landing three quick punches to the face with the butt of his sword, but once more they bounce off his thick boney head!
The Ding-a-Ling Man slips out of the 'Masters grip and tries once more to pierce the power armour. Five quick gouges of the claw result in two wounds, one of which rending, only for them both to be failed! Oh for the love of a relaible Iron Halo! The master is down to one wound in the blinking of an ungodly eye!
Buster tries to fend off the Broodlords furious attack, but gets caught up in the flailing limbs of his opponent and does't even get a single hit in!
The Ding-a-Ling Man corners his prey once more and goes for the kill - he gets three rending wounds in on the master - but he makes all three saves on his Iron Halo! Oh, all is forgiven temperamental machine spirit!
Buster rallies and tries to get the broodlord in another headlock, this time raining blows down with the butt of his pistol. But it is to no avail, three wounds once more bouncing off the scaly skin of the upstart genestealer!
The Broodlord once more proves a slippery character and gets behind the Master....
He lands three more perfect rending blows, slicing through Busters Power armour! Only the Iron Halo can save him now.... but it doesn't! BADRIEL IS DOWN FOR THE COUNT!
The Ding-a-Ling Man takes the second round, without suffering single wound in return!
Round Three
Spoiler:
Barry: Seconds out, round three.
The Nameless Terror sense a knock out result and looks to wrap it up this round. He makes a solid 6" move.
Goes for the 7" charge and makes it! He dances around the 'Masters overwatch, and like a whirling Dervish of fangs and claws he smashes into Badriel, landing 5 hits boosted by the adrenal glands! Buster takes 4 wounds and fails one! Oh the 'Master is on the ropes already!
Buster is hanging on to this bout by a thread! He rounds on the Ding-a-Ling Man and jabs the chainsword into his boney thorax, scoring a direct hit on the broodlords soft gooey innards!
The broodlord screams in indignation and turns on Buster, getting behind him once more and landing three hits on the Master's torso, all of which bounce off the ceramite plating!
Badriel rallies magnificently, sidestepping the swath of a claw and landing a series of terrifying blows with the chainsword, which looks like it has been turned up to 11!
The whirring teeth cut through the carapace like it was so much butter AND THE BROODLORD IS DOWN!
Oh what a turn around! Badriel brings it back from the brink!
Round Four
Spoiler:
Barry: Seconds out, round four is underway.
Badriel really needs to make this start count if he is gonna continue this comeback! He moves a good 5", tosses the krak grenade and scores a wounding hit! Broodlord as no answer for AP4 and takes it the blow full in the chest!
Buster fails to make the most of the promising start though, and duly fails the 8" charge! Oh the humanity!
The terror from beyond looks up from the smoking wound and bellows a blood curdling roar! He puts his head down and charges at Badriel full tilt, knocking the onrushing 'Master back a few steps while he fends off three furious blows!
Buster tries to recover but its no good, his chainsword once more glancing off the slippery alien armour!
The Ding-a-Ling Man slips under the 'Masters lazy swing and once more gets in behind, looking for that juicy flesh underneath the back plate! But this time Badriel dodges both blows!
The Master then grabs the flailing alien forearm and tosses him over his shoulder onto the deck in front of him!
He brings down a crashing blow on the broodlords open wound with his bolt pistol, producing a scream of pain from the nameless horror! The Ding-a-Ling man is down to one wound!
Pure rage pours forth from the Broodlord now, and he launches himself into the 'Master, knocking him backwards! He gets two rending strikes of the claws into the Master side and he fails a save!
Badriel doesn't want to let this one slip, and tries to get in behind the broodlord, but once more his only blow isn't strong enough to hurt the soulless terror!
The Ding-a-Ling Man knows he is in danger of having his own bell rung here! He turns on Buster and lands two more rending hits square on the chest plate! The temperamental iron halo fails 'Master again and Buster is down to a single wound also! Its going right down to the wire!
Badriel is exhausted! He brings a couple of desperate blows to the Broodlords body but they just aren't strong enough to do the damage required!
With a derisory smile the Ding-a-Ling Man reaches past the masters lazy block, raking a clawed hand across his Torso! The wounding hit is enough to put him down, only the power armour can save him now.... BUT HE FAILS! BADRIEL IS DOWN!
The Horror of Durganion XIII is victorious!
Round Five
Spoiler:
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Bob: OK, Thanks Barry. Well Jeff, I guess you called it right after all - the Nameless Terror coming through in the end and causing a bit of an upset?
Jeff: Oh, he sure did Bob. I thought he was terrific in the ring tonight, weathered Busters shooting advantage when he needed to and basically made mincemeat outta the Master in combat.
Bob: Do you think he deserved his underdog status, or was Badriel always going to be up against it?
Jeff: There's no way this boy was an underdog Bob, he had Badriel in all areas even after equipment, and he wasn't even using his psychic powers in this bout! Pure class.
Bob: indeed Jeff. I guess its true what they say - points make the man on paper, but they don't mean jack in the ring?
Jeff: Fething Aye Bob. Fething Aye.
Bob: Alright folks, thanks for joining us, we have our first Lightweight Champ - The Pride of the Hive mind, -unpronounceable- 'The Ding-a-Ling Man'-unpronounceable- ,lets see how long he stays there. Coming up next, the after show party featuring Dolores & the Daemonettes. Stay tuned....
If in doubt, frag it out...
Fight spam with spam, cheese with cheese, and fluff with a razor sharp sense of the appropriate
Vanilla Marines- 2000 points of random 
Imperial Guard- WIP
~2800 points 
5000
Who knows? 
"Because the Wolves kill cleanly, and we do not. They also kill quickly, and we have never done that, either. They fight, they win, and they stalk back to their ships with their tails held high. If they were ever ordered to destroy another Legion, they would do it by hurling warrior against warrior, seeking to grind their enemies down with the admirable delusions of the 'noble savage'. If we were ever ordered to assault another Legion, we would virus bomb their recruitment worlds; slaughter their serfs and slaves; poison their gene-seed repositories and spend the next dozen decades watching them die slow, humiliating deaths. Night after night, raid after raid, we'd overwhelm stragglers from their fleets and bleach their skulls to hang from our armour, until none remained. But that isn't the quick execution the Emperor needs, is it? The Wolves go for the throat. We go for the eyes. Then the tongue. Then the hands. Then the feet. Then we skin the crippled remains, and offer it up as an example to any still bearing witness. The Wolves were warriors before they became soldiers. We were murderers first, last, and always!" —Jago Sevatarion
