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Emperors Faithful wrote:-Scout and sidekick FITZZ hold out in infected mall.
-Infected break in.
-Scout and FITZZ race to the rooftop for escape on helicopter.
-Epic rooftop last stand.
-Sidekick FITZZ dies buying time for Scout to get on helicopter and escape.
-Scout sheds single tear.
-Cheese runs up and shoves Scout out of the way, leaving him to be torn apart by the infected as FITZZ realises dies realising his sacrifice was in vain.
-The hated Cheese escapes in the chopper to live another day.
-Cheese dons his sunglasses and knocks back a shot of whiskey as his chopper leaves the city behind to be annihilated in a nuclear strike.
Good end!
I have a better one.
-Cheese deftly pilots the chopper to safety,narrowly escapeing the nuclear blast.
-Cheese finaly lands in a field hopeing to get a bit of rest.
- Unknown to Cheese,FITZZ & Scout (now transformed into zombies) have been hanging onto the chopper.
- Cheese acts swiftly,shooting FITZZ & Scout through the heads,but not before he is bitten .
-Cheese sits in the field staring from his gun to the bleeding wound on his arm,knowing soon he will become a zombie.
- Cheese sheds a single tear.
- WIN.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Shadowbrand wrote:I had a nightmare I was bleached down there with a chesse grater.
Yea.. I know I have problems.
If you think about it cheese graters would be a far more effective torture method than anything the Spanish Inquisition could come up with.
People are like dice, a certain Frenchman said that. You throw yourself in the direction of your own choosing. People are free because they can do that. Everyone's circumstances are different, but no matter how small the choice, at the very least, you can throw yourself. It's not chance or fate. It's the choice you made.
I don't weep, I bleed liquid neckbeard from my eyes.
People are like dice, a certain Frenchman said that. You throw yourself in the direction of your own choosing. People are free because they can do that. Everyone's circumstances are different, but no matter how small the choice, at the very least, you can throw yourself. It's not chance or fate. It's the choice you made.
I had a dream once where i had to properly assemble 15 thunderfire cannons without error or i would blow up
Jokes aside i had a freaky one where i was just chilling floating in warm water, then all the sudden my ankles are grabbed and i get pulled into the dark cold water below, the one pulling me was some horribly mutilated corpse. I never got to see the end because i would always wake up.
I had one where I was just walking down a hotel hallway to the vending machine to get a Doctor pepper. (Key detail here.)
Every time I tried to get the soda from the slot, I would end up at the end of the hallway. I'd run back to see if no one had taken the soda, but someone always did, and had just rounded the corner to their room.
I would put more moeny in, but it would just keep happening. After several tries, i would finally get there before the person. I pop the cap, and take a nice refreshing gulp.
I turn, and there is a pissed of super jacked guy behind me. He yells at me for waking him up with the vending machine, then for taking his Dr. pepper.
The bottle is then used for a brutal, messy, long murder. I am not in possesion of it anymore at that point btw.
i have had only 1 bad dream in my life, its re occured so much that its boring and i know whats going to happen.. it always stops at this certain point - wedged between a cliff with the only way out going through like 20 raptors. very wierd dream.
I have had various dreams fighting evil. Not a person or thing, but just a presence. Its usually dark with two red eyes. It chases me around my house, and when I reach a dead end, I have to face it. It pushes me down, and usually kills me right there. Honestly, I dont like having dreams. I have walked to my death in one, watched my family die in another. I have watched the world burn. Not as fun as you think.
Being 15 is fun, no?
EDIT FOR REMEMBERING(HAD to add this, got distracted and didn't finish post):
The WORST dream by far border-lined premonition.
I am in a drama group at my high school. Anyway, I had been relatively angry at the cast, and I dreamed I had beaten them up whilst in Power Armour with a power sword in the shape of a Rapier. At the end they fled before me. Felt good, as it got the aggression out and I didn't really hurt anyone. Well, the next day I went in for our (I believe) last production. I was the only freshman in the group, so I was the "new guy". Well, I wasn't aware that they prank freshmen that night. I guy in the group made a gay joke about another, and I added to it. The junior on the receiving end of the joke started the "prank" by pushing me into the bathroom (which was one room mind you, that locked from the inside) after he pushed me in, he closed the door. I brought up the a battle cry I didn't even know I had, and jumped onto him. We fought for about a minute in the bathroom of our schools auditorium. Ended with my in a choke hold in the corner while the the Junior brought in two other guys to make sure I didn't kill him. He apologized, and honestly thought I would have killed him.
What makes that dream bad is the timing. I dreamed it and it happened the next day (Without the weapons of course). I don't know why, but that stuck with me.
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40k: IG "The Poli-Aima 1st" ~3500pts (and various allies) KHADOR X-Wing (Empire Strong)
Ouze wrote: I can't wait to buy one of these, open the box, peek at the sprues, and then put it back in the box and store it unpainted for years.
I've had this one dream, after the rest of my dreams where I am falling down stairs. Wake up with no orientation. Really freaky I hate it ! I have actually fallen out my seat in class like 4 tiems because of it. Really embarrising!
I used to have this one dream/nightmare really specific. so sorry if you don't understand references. I was 7 years old at the time.
So me and my family lived in huge house. All the floors where just plain white, so kinda freaky there. And the ground was white. Like just a huge neverending sheet of it. We are attacked by orks(look liked the munchkin orks! you know 10,000 orks monster or something?) They ate my family well I hid behind a sofa. Then a minatuar broke down the house and killed me with his big axe. It was the minataor from age of mythology. This dream plagued me until I was like 12(am 14 ATM)
I had this reallt good dream that freaked me out due to I never really knew how to feel after it.
Basically it was when I had a crush on a girl, (I was thinking at least once a day) on how to ask her out on a little movie/popcorn date. Basically the dream would either go that I hade a good time and we would spend out life together happily in a ever passionate relationship, or first date got crashed and terrorists went into the good dream and killed my future child. Random I know I always wanted the good dream because I usually felt quite good after words. Now my dreams are just.... errortic(DAM YOU HORMONES!!!!!)
Don't due boredome its a mass murderer! 1500 points, Astral serpents
starting now! Kabbal of Shattered Sorrows, with wyches from the cult of the bloodied shadow, Hamonculi from the Coven of the Third pain, and Hellions from the Arterial haunters.
I was back together with my emotionally unstable ex. She was yelling at me for "cheating" on her with the girl I'm currently dating; I was unable to move, speak, or otherwise resist.
Owain wrote:I was back together with my emotionally unstable ex. She was yelling at me for "cheating" on her with the girl I'm currently dating; I was unable to move, speak, or otherwise resist.
That was quite a while ago, of course.
Ugh i'd take the raptors anyday... night... whathever.
Nosebiter wrote: Codex Space Marine is renamed as Codex Counts As Because I Dont Like To Loose And Gw Hates My Army.
I have had so many bad dreams I might be de-sensitised. At least I can determine good from bad. I've got two.
1. I had just watched Shaun of the Dead for the first time. Loved it, but dreamed of zombies. It was dark, and I was at home, when I heard a thudding noise. I pull out my head-lamp (love these things) and turn it on to see a swarm of zombies outside. Me and my family run from them and meet up with the rest of the town at the shopping centre. Suddenly a large crate falls from the sky filled with guns and ammo, so everyone grabs something. Next thing we know the zombies are attacking and half the people are killed. An alpha zombie appears and I fight it to the death. It delivers a fatal blow to my chest and I hit the ground. The zombies close in on me and I start laughing. The pause for a moment before seeing my hand. I'm holding a grenade. Without the pin. Big explosion followed by waking up.
Ans sorry for the long post, but 2. Last night I dreamed the holidays ended half way through, and I hadn't finished any of the work due (And I still haven't). So my teachers then go crazy at the lack of work from everyone and start killing people. All the students run outside and climb into a giant metal construct. Me, being a born leader, take charge and make it my duty to protect them. A teacher comes out of nowhere and we attack him back. Unfortunately he has an automatic rifle, and we lose a few students before we kill him. I tell everyone to make a run for it while I take care of the teachers. At once, everyone makes a run for the gates and the teachers pour out of the buildings. I begin to go savage, shooting the teachers even after they are well and truly dead, and this goes on for about two minutes. All of the students have escaped, but at the same time, the gun's ammo has been spent. I proceed to bludgeon some of the teachers alive, but the last ten become daemonic and overpower me. My friends were safe but I never made it out.
To be far my dreams aren't exactly nice at the best of times, seriously it's like the realm of chaos when I fall asleep!
Put it this way, night before last I had a dream where I was with a group of people kidnapped by russian terrorists, I escaped by killing over 60 men with my bare hands and teeth (ripping throats out and such), and then after the post-escape press conference with the other hostages we were all taken to a moroccan restaurant, and everyone was trying to ingore the fact that I had gone flying rodent gak and was in hysterics. This is what I consider a GOOD dream.
Have died 3 times in dreams, none of this 'just woke up' bullcrap, actually died! although one time it was a dream where I was a BA terminator and got killed by a four-armed female genestealer hybrid with boneswords while exterminating a cult that infested by old comprehensive school.
But my most horrifying dream that sticks with me to this day was when I was very young I had a reccuring nightmare in which charlie chaplin was trying to kill me, and I had to keep evading him. The creepiest bit was that since there are no color images of him (that I would have seen at 6-7 years old) the dream was full technicolour, except for mr chaplin who was in low-quality B&W...
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.
I don't know what the big deal about dying in dreams is. I often die in mine.
Good dream: My family, my friends, everyone I care about is in a cave. I stand at the mouth as a limitless army of evil descends upon us. They kneel before me and I start killing them. I fight until I die.
Bad dream: My family, my friends, everyone I care about is in a cave. I stand at the mouth as a limitless army of evil descends upon me. They kneel before me. I grin and turn around.
Da Boss wrote:No no, Richard Dawkins arresting the Pope is inherently hilarious. It could only be funnier if when it happens, His Holiness exclaims "Rats, it's the Fuzz! Let's cheese it!" and a high speed Popemobile chase ensues.
LunaHound wrote: I dreamed i died twice within this week -_-
One of them was i was in those deep water diving suits and i ran out of air.
The other one i was in space and the space station ran out of air.
Im going to take a wild guess and say you are subconsciously feeling stiffled luna
Its been really cold lately with very strong wind , and my bed is next to a really large window.
So i have been wrapping myself in blanket like a burrito.
Probably ran out of air lol
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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.
LunaHound wrote: I dreamed i died twice within this week -_-
One of them was i was in those deep water diving suits and i ran out of air.
The other one i was in space and the space station ran out of air.
Im going to take a wild guess and say you are subconsciously feeling stiffled luna
Its been really cold lately with very strong wind , and my bed is next to a really large window.
So i have been wrapping myself in blanket like a burrito.
Probably ran out of air lol
Oh yeah. I can't tell how many times I've done that in the winter. So freaking cold here.
Really? You guys have bad dreams in the cold? I sleep next to a fan aimed at my bed, even in winter. Or maybe I'm just weird... Eventually I'll dream I'm trapped in Antarctica, fighting an army of zombie-penguins, armed with a harpoon gun. Or is that a good dream...
Tim the Biovore wrote:Really? You guys have bad dreams in the cold? I sleep next to a fan aimed at my bed, even in winter. Or maybe I'm just weird... Eventually I'll dream I'm trapped in Antarctica, fighting an army of zombie-penguins, armed with a harpoon gun. Or is that a good dream...
I think its more like im rolled up within the blanket (literally ) , with it covering my head as well.
So its hard to breath + cannot really move
Ugh...I've been having bad Dreams every night this weak. Every. Fething. Night.
The most recent one was where I dreamt I was trapped in this big old mansion, and that Hitler was coming to kill me. I vaguely remember panicking and trying to get out the window, before running out the back door. But though I was running and moving forward, I wasn't going anywhere, if you see what I mean. Then this weird girl with blue hair, an eyepatch and this little hat thing who turns up an awful lot in my dreams walked out from under a tree and pointed a gun at me. I woke up just after she pulled the trigger.
Tim the Biovore wrote:Ah, OK, I normally do that when I'm in a sleeping bag, so nothing weird there.
I have been thinking of the idea of buying a tent. Must be sort of fun to have one to sleep in :3
i assume its also warm?
Yeh, they are awesome fun. They are only warm if you remember to zip up the doors before you decide to go to sleep and because nightmares about giant mosquitos must just come true...
KHADOR 
X-Wing (Empire Strong) 
! I have actually fallen out my seat in class like 4 tiems because of it. Really embarrising!
1500 points, Astral serpents
starting now! Kabbal of Shattered Sorrows, with wyches from the cult of the bloodied shadow, Hamonculi from the Coven of the Third pain, and Hellions from the Arterial haunters. 
