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Grimwulfe wrote:Xeno's and their delusions!

My suggestion would be, due to the very nature of this challenge and the fact that the dark eldar are set for disappointment that we use your first suggestion and take a shot a phase. I for one shall be boasting challenges during the match, which will increase our consumption and I am sure you shall as well. This way we may avoid any unnecessary trips to the medic.

May I also suggest a special drink that I shall provide if and when our heroes die, we shall drink from my horn in honor of fallen foes and remembered heroes!

Plenty shall be consumed and in time you shall know the true light of the Emperor’s finest. You shall learn to respect my brothers for our will shall be imposed and your demise is imminent.

For Russ we fight! For the Emperor we live!

A shot per phase then. Unless you have a worthy substitute, I suggest a bottle of tequila; it gets tasty after a bit.

A shot per model casualty might be overdoing it - especially for the Space Wolves, when I expect you to have to drink to your entire lost army while I'm unfortunately sober. Speaking of boasting, challenges, I'll bet you pink slips on an HQ?

If you beat me, my beautifully painted Lelith Hesperax will accompany you as a pleasure girl along the rest of your travels. If I beat you, I drag whatever scruffy mutt you're using as an HQ back to Comorragh with me to torture for my pleasure.

Deal?

::whistles::
That's one heck of a potential wager.
Any pics of this Lelith model?


Eric

The lighting does her serious injustice. :(

I foresee liver failure for both parties in the future.

Luke_Prowler wrote:I foresee liver failure for both parties in the future.

Truly you are a seer of epic proportions...

purplefood wrote:

Luke_Prowler wrote:I foresee liver failure for both parties in the future.

Truly you are a seer of epic proportions...

Your sarcasm wounds me

Luke_Prowler wrote:

purplefood wrote:

Luke_Prowler wrote:I foresee liver failure for both parties in the future.

Truly you are a seer of epic proportions...

Your sarcasm wounds me

Sarcasm is sharp and pointy like that...

Dash your xeno customs sicken me. Slaves are for the weak minded and frail. You may wish to sacrifice your leaders for pleasure but Wulfen brothers never leave a brother behind. We would die to the marine before we let your kind capture one of our own.

Boast as you will for in time you shall learn the true face of the Black Wolves. If a wager must be struck let us come to terms. A bottle of your choice and in return the same in the spirit of this challenge.

Y'all are gonna need a bartender........<ahem>

Grimwulfe wrote:Dash your xeno customs sicken me. Slaves are for the weak minded and frail. You may wish to sacrifice your leaders for pleasure but Wulfen brothers never leave a brother behind. We would die to the marine before we let your kind capture one of our own.

Boast as you will for in time you shall learn the true face of the Black Wolves. If a wager must be struck let us come to terms. A bottle of your choice and in return the same in the spirit of this challenge.

Ah, I don't blame you for being afraid of putting stakes on the ability of the worst smelling and least intelligent army in the Imperium's arsenal to not get slaughtered to the last. I should honestly capture an army of gretchin, cut off their hands, take away their guns, and throw them in the field with you to give your wretched army a fighting chance.

Dash, you've made 40k trash-talk an art form. This is probably the most entertaining thread I've read as a lurker or a poster . It helps that I do so enjoy deep-frying filthy half-animal heretics.

I don't find Pups (or most SM) all that challenging either. You kinda plan for them, even in all-comers lists. Footslogging 20-sister squads make a joke out of missile launchers, and Exorcists and DS Seraphim with melta-bombs absolutely love Razorbacks. Even with mech WH I've had success deploying Rhinos and reserving my Canoness, 2x Celestian squads with meltas, and DS'ing my Seraphim with melta-bombs. Flamer and heavy flamer Sister squads plus rapid-fire bolters with Divine Guidance? Puh-leaze!

Glad you enjoy the thread; humour is the purpose.

I question your late game tactics when neither of you can tell the difference between Lelith and Logan anymore.

Dash... Vaporise them and eat their souls in whatever you eat for breakfast, should be quite tasty me thinks

Oh this thread is hilarious, in a good way
Grimwulfe I'm behind you all the way bud, wolf-brothers stand together after all, though they may stand separated by many miles of ocean (read: 'The Pond').
Saying that, I'm no great player of 40k in general, I'm a casual gamer, hence me being 'behind' as opposed to 'next to'
Good luck to the both of you!
For the Wolftime (Couldn't resist sorry )

This thread is dripping with win, anyone who does not recognize Dash for an artist should truly feel shame

=I= White-Wolf wrote:Dash... Vaporise them and eat their souls in whatever you eat for breakfast, should be quite tasty me thinks

Oh, I'm not worried in the least.

The only way that Grimwulfe's Space Wolves could win would be if I were fielding an army loyal to the Emperor. I'm sure that they'd perform exceptionally well with the opportunity to further hinder the chances of mankind's survival in the galaxy. In fact, that's probably a decent means of making sure that Space Wolves do their best on the table. Have a pep talk with them before the game.

"Alright guys. That ____ army over there is on its way to Terra to warn the Emperor about a grave threat to humanity. We wouldn't be SPEHSS WOLVES if we didn't totally F**** them. I know Horus isn't around anymore, but I bet he's watching us from the warp with approval and besides, we have Abaddon's blessing."

DakkaDakka wrote:

Che-Vito wrote: And yet again another display of pseudo-machismo...over a tabletop game.

IF YOU ARE UNFAMILIAR WITH THE CONCEPT OF "TRASH TALK" IN SPORTS OR HOBBIES, YOU ARE MISSING OUT. -The Mgmt.

INAPPROPRIATE CONTENT EDITED BY THE MODQUISITION.

Speaking of people who take themselves too seriously....when a mod has to step in and tell you that you "don't get it" don't you have to start wondering what you're missing out on?

Che-Vito, ignore that I'm the author of this thread. Re-read the OP, and the exchanges going on while paying no attention to who the authors are. Then come back and tell me if you don't see anything more than penis-wagging in here?

Hmmmm I agree strongly with my pointy eared, dark skinned brother. Space Wolfs are a weak chapter and should be removed from active service and exicuted for the lack of faith and there drunken behavior. Me playing the true loyalistical forces of Abbadon, true prince of all that Horus proudly stood for and represents. Facing these flea ridden, booze soaked, sponge headed mongels almost on a weekly basis, I dream of the day when the Space Wolfs are driven from the battle field forever. I fun thought if a bit grim, but we all must do are best to see to the demise of these pests with bolter and blade. Farwell my good friend Dash and may you and your kind bring pain and suffering upon all your enemies.

LordWynne wrote:Hmmmm I agree strongly with my pointy eared, dark skinned brother. Space Wolfs are a weak chapter and should be removed from active service and exicuted for the lack of faith and there drunken behavior. Me playing the true loyalistical forces of Abbadon, true prince of all that Horus proudly stood for and represents. Facing these flea ridden, booze soaked, sponge headed mongels almost on a weekly basis, I dream of the day when the Space Wolfs are driven from the battle field forever. I fun thought if a bit grim, but we all must do are best to see to the demise of these pests with bolter and blade. Farwell my good friend Dash and may you and your kind bring pain and suffering upon all your enemies.

Forget drinking and heresy the creation of the word 'loyalistical' should be have a capital punishment attached...

purplefood wrote:

LordWynne wrote:Hmmmm I agree strongly with my pointy eared, dark skinned brother. Space Wolfs are a weak chapter and should be removed from active service and exicuted for the lack of faith and there drunken behavior. Me playing the true loyalistical forces of Abbadon, true prince of all that Horus proudly stood for and represents. Facing these flea ridden, booze soaked, sponge headed mongels almost on a weekly basis, I dream of the day when the Space Wolfs are driven from the battle field forever. I fun thought if a bit grim, but we all must do are best to see to the demise of these pests with bolter and blade. Farwell my good friend Dash and may you and your kind bring pain and suffering upon all your enemies.

Forget drinking and heresy the creation of the word 'loyalistical' should be have a capital punishment attached...

Lest you forget, the semi-useful sometimes admired servants of Chaos do whatever the hell they want, and there's not a damn thing that any loyalistical forces can do about it. Back to your strategeries!

Dashofpepper wrote:

purplefood wrote:

LordWynne wrote:Hmmmm I agree strongly with my pointy eared, dark skinned brother. Space Wolfs are a weak chapter and should be removed from active service and exicuted for the lack of faith and there drunken behavior. Me playing the true loyalistical forces of Abbadon, true prince of all that Horus proudly stood for and represents. Facing these flea ridden, booze soaked, sponge headed mongels almost on a weekly basis, I dream of the day when the Space Wolfs are driven from the battle field forever. I fun thought if a bit grim, but we all must do are best to see to the demise of these pests with bolter and blade. Farwell my good friend Dash and may you and your kind bring pain and suffering upon all your enemies.

Forget drinking and heresy the creation of the word 'loyalistical' should be have a capital punishment attached...

Lest you forget, the semi-useful sometimes admired servants of Chaos do whatever the hell they want, and there's not a damn thing that any loyalistical forces can do about it. Back to your strategeries!

Strategeries? I'm a Space Wolf! We don't do strategeries we do charging and drinking sometimes at the same time.

I play SW, IG, Tyranids, Orks, and Eldar (well over the years I collected some models and when a lot of people quit they gave me their stuff) but my main 40K army was the Wolves. I played them for a few reasons. First and foremost they were the only marine codex back in 2nd edition that were not the generic marines. They had a flavor to them that made them different, and more interesting. Well, technically my first army was Tyranids, but then Marenous Calgar came out in 2nd edition and well, sort of pretty much destroyed my whole army. With his dual power fists, whatever parry ability he had, and a 2+ power field pretty much made him unstoppable.

Over the years I have played many different forms of army lists, and recently I just got back into it. So, my last games played were in 2nd edition. I guess I actually purchased the 3rd edition rules but we never played as I found the book in a box not too long ago. So for the past 4 months we have been playing fantasy and 40k, and so far I am undefeated. Not bragging really, because all of us haven't played in 15 years, plus there were games we got the rules wrong so that is also a factor.

I found this site and read through countless SW threads, and other races as well, brushing up on tactics. I see a lot of razorback and 6 man squads, and I see a lot of long fangs packs. I am sure this is very effecitve, and I do have the models to field almost all of that. I got rhinos, razors, land raiders, land speeders, and all that stuff from way back in the day that when I moved out of my parents house so many years ago I packed in their basement.

Almost every list of marines I looked at, be it any chapter, had a lot of razor back and 6 man squads. So, I don't really see that being exclusive to any marine chapter. I see similar lists with Edlar and their transports. My last 2,000 point list was roughly this:

Logan + wolf guard w/ assault canon and a couple with lightning claws deep striking (via drop pod)

Njal + 10 grey hunters on foot

10 grey hunters on foot x 2

10 skyclaws on the flank

land raider

couple squads of long fangs


Njal was in a unit of 10 grey hunters and had another squad of 10 right next to them, so he could hop back and forth if needed to hide in the units. I used him to obscure the sight of my guys, cast some spells and of course control the weather as it is his ability. If you don't kill him quick, he becomes very powerful in the later part of the game. So, a lot of fire power is usually concentrated on those units. All the while my long fangs are taking out enemy tanks and eventually logan + wolf guard deep strike (via a drop pod) and wipe out other units along the way. Logan and friends in your base with preferred enemy and tank hunter.

If my enemy did not try to pin and shoot my long fangs they would use their rocket launchers to destroy units and tanks. If they did not concetrate on the gray hunters and Njal they got hit with his powers. If they did not concentrate on my drop pod + logan + wolf guard they were running around with tank hunter and preferred enemy in the back lines. I stopped fielding tanks, they are just too big of a target and are too easily killed. Every game I have played tanks never make it past turn 2. So, I go for all out troops, with troop heavy support, and either flanking or deep striking models. Since, to my knowledge, SW cannot deep strike I gotta use drop pods.

I am sure veteran gamers could come in and crush me since I have only been back into war gaming for about 4 months or so now from a 15 year break, but I really like the idea of making my opponent choose. You choose between wiping out A, B or C, and all of those choices are going to take a few turns to get rid of and if you leave one of them alone they will be a thorn in your side.

Ahh the xeno logic, how confident you are and how you know nothing of the Space Wolves. How backwards you have it.

Keep listening to your chaos bretheren taking in their taint. It shall only make your destruction and humiliation all the better for it. Indulge in your fantasys for your reckoning is soon upon you.

By blood and fire you shall fall before Leman's chosen. The brotherhood fears nothing for we are fear incarnate.

As for the drink I am not a fan whatsoever of Tequila how about a drink like nothing seen before. Green in color smoked in appearence. Swamp gas from Fenris.
Swamp Gas is Everclear mixed with Mountain Dew and dry ice for effect.

Or we could always jug beers!!

You could always down a pint of cider for each kill point conceeded or each time an objective changes hands...

::holding a bottle of 120% alcohal (moonshine)::

A shot for every victory point would be very atractive to my helmeted cat friend as he has the stanima of an immortal while drinking. A Space Dogs always barks loudest before a fight, but turns into a hollow whine when pressed to any real challenge. Drink a real drink you panzie Puppies and stop belly aching and bragging. Chaos will stand with are pointy eared brother to the end!
I have faced these Dogs for the last 10 yrs and they never empress me with anything new, just barking and boasting like usual. Bjorn is the only real threat that perks my attention, but once I pop open his armor the rest of his brethren fall like wheat to the scythe. A harvest fit for slayers like me and Dash who fear non and slay with glee all those that face use in a true battle. All Hail Abbadon!!!!

Grimwulfe:

I should have expected a Space Wolf challenged to a drinking contest to suggest fermented horse urine. If it will ease the gentle palete of your sensibilities, I would even let you substitute carbonated fruit juice. Obviously we'll need to pour it into appropriately labeled alcoholic containers; we wouldn't want any of the lesser races to know the truth about their Astartes protectors.
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Out of Character for a moment: I don't like beer. Much prefer shots of liquor. Not Everclear; I at *least* like my drinks to be pleasant on my tongue. We don't even have to drink from the same bottle, just something of the same proof. If I have a bottle of tequila, can you find something that is simliar in alcoholic content? I typically bring Captain Morgan to GTs, but think that tequila would step up the fun a bit sooner.
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Crom: Thank you for appearing. Let me call on the thousands of years of experience of my Kabal for a moment to tell you how a game between us would go.

Likelihood #1: Both of our armies take the field, and your army remembers that it had "other plans" today and hastily moves out to your "other obligations."

Likelihood #2: Both of our armies take the field, and common sense prevails. Your army concedes the battle before it begins to preserve themselves from fates worth than death.

Likelihood #3: Space Wolf genes take over, and common sense does not prevail. The game progresses like this:
Turn 1: All your longfangs die. This is a statistical likelihood, not a case of good rolling. Additionally, your land raider is wrecked or exploded. There is a roughly 228% statistical likelihood (or 100% if you like) of this event occuring. I'm going to pretend that I don't do anything else evil to your army. In exchange, you deep-strike Logan in a drop pod and wreck one of my vehicles.

Turn2: Logan's drop pod is at least shaken. Njall and the unit he's with is entirely destroyed. Logan and the wolf guard get multi-assaulted and completely wiped out at I6. In exchange, you have nothing left to hurt me.

Turn3: Your drop pod gets wrecked, your blood claws and one or both remaining grey hunters are completely wiped out. In exchange, you do nothing.

Turn4: Any surviving grey hunters are destroyed.

This is a *conservative* estimate of how the game would go. I would actually wager money that if you didn't reserve, you wouldn't survive to turn4. Also, you getting one killpoint is optimistic. More likely, I would leave the field of battle unscathed with prisoners in tow.

Ah....if I could pat you on the head I would. You're still a cute space puppy. Before you get too ingrained in the error of your ways, change allegiance. Decide to be from a loyalist legion. If the Emperor was Abel, you would be Caine. Or at least the evil force that provided Caine with the rock, the time and location, and the lowered defenses to kill Abel.

Come now, your souls are needed to slake my hunger.

I've been accused of having swamp gas.
::looks at avatar::
But, I don't drink Mt. Dew...

Dashofpepper wrote:Grimwulfe:

I should have expected a Space Wolf challenged to a drinking contest to suggest fermented horse urine. If it will ease the gentle palete of your sensibilities, I would even let you substitute carbonated fruit juice. Obviously we'll need to pour it into appropriately labeled alcoholic containers; we wouldn't want any of the lesser races to know the truth about their Astartes protectors.
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Out of Character for a moment: I don't like beer. Much prefer shots of liquor. Not Everclear; I at *least* like my drinks to be pleasant on my tongue. We don't even have to drink from the same bottle, just something of the same proof. If I have a bottle of tequila, can you find something that is simliar in alcoholic content? I typically bring Captain Morgan to GTs, but think that tequila would step up the fun a bit sooner.
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Crom: Thank you for appearing. Let me call on the thousands of years of experience of my Kabal for a moment to tell you how a game between us would go.

Likelihood #1: Both of our armies take the field, and your army remembers that it had "other plans" today and hastily moves out to your "other obligations."

Likelihood #2: Both of our armies take the field, and common sense prevails. Your army concedes the battle before it begins to preserve themselves from fates worth than death.

Likelihood #3: Space Wolf genes take over, and common sense does not prevail. The game progresses like this:
Turn 1: All your longfangs die. This is a statistical likelihood, not a case of good rolling. Additionally, your land raider is wrecked or exploded. There is a roughly 228% statistical likelihood (or 100% if you like) of this event occuring. I'm going to pretend that I don't do anything else evil to your army. In exchange, you deep-strike Logan in a drop pod and wreck one of my vehicles.

Turn2: Logan's drop pod is at least shaken. Njall and the unit he's with is entirely destroyed. Logan and the wolf guard get multi-assaulted and completely wiped out at I6. In exchange, you have nothing left to hurt me.

Turn3: Your drop pod gets wrecked, your blood claws and one or both remaining grey hunters are completely wiped out. In exchange, you do nothing.

Turn4: Any surviving grey hunters are destroyed.

This is a *conservative* estimate of how the game would go. I would actually wager money that if you didn't reserve, you wouldn't survive to turn4. Also, you getting one killpoint is optimistic. More likely, I would leave the field of battle unscathed with prisoners in tow.

Ah....if I could pat you on the head I would. You're still a cute space puppy. Before you get too ingrained in the error of your ways, change allegiance. Decide to be from a loyalist legion. If the Emperor was Abel, you would be Caine. Or at least the evil force that provided Caine with the rock, the time and location, and the lowered defenses to kill Abel.

Come now, your souls are needed to slake my hunger.

I drink whiskey, Irish whiskey, and upon your defeat I would demand that a whole bottle of Red Breast be given to me as a gesture to spare your miniatures from their doom, and by doom I mean smashing with a hammer. Since we play prison rules and any model killed actually gets crushed by a hammer. Just like the mighty hammer of Arjac. While you are drunkenly crying over your precious models smashed to bits, I am finishing up all the whiskey and basking in the fact you were unable to physically smash any of my models with a hammer. In fact, the skinny puny arms of an Eldar, be it dark or not, could probably not even lift a warhammer to begin with. I guess to be fair, I will have to allow you to use a small carpenter's hammer, perhaps one built for a child.

All of your skimmers would crash with my wolf priests, as I could easily field Njal plus another one, and if I so felt like it a unit of Fenrisian wolves to meet your pointy eared tight pants emo boys in combat. All the while the whole time you would be totally jealous of not only my awesome beard, but the awesome beards on all my marines.