Over the main hive city lord humungoid, previously lord peckerhead, now lord humungoid peckerhead observed what he assumed to be rain of some sort… “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? “You possess the ability... to learn quickly... from others?”, “YOU BET YOUR BLANK-FIRING BOLLOCKS WE DO,” said Twatsplasher, “BUT I DON'T THINK YOU'LL LIKE HOW IT FUCKING WORKS!”, “I care not... just do it... save those people... end the xenos.”. this post will do just that. have managed to finish the Deff Dread for Dreadtober 2017. “ALL THE TIME!! All the while the dreadnought fired off autocannon rounds at random, his powerfist desperately trying to grab the chaplain and remove him from his chassis. -Swiffer, what are you saying? The first thing the Angry Marines knew of the assault was when Moarfistin exploded into a scream of “FUCKING NURGLINGS!! “Look, no more blood need...”. They opened up. “This is 40th ID, Echo company, transmit to Astartes detachment. I know I am! Head serf Chef Gordon Ramsey, the only man angry enough to cook for the Angry Marines, although they consider him to be a pansy. "But how do we make it travel uphill or over long distances?" Warhammer 40,000 - Death Guard Codex Review. Last Words: "EAT BOLTGUN YOU FAGGY EXCUSE FOR A BITCH!!!". Ive come to rip yer balls off and shove them down your neck! Yet more Space Marine models of all kinds to be released at the expense of other factions, aka BUSINESS AS FUCKING USUAL, TOSSERS! Last Words: “DAKKADAKKADAKKA, MOTHERFUCKER!!!”. The post Night Lords Faith and Fury Tactics: Winning Combos? It was several moments before he noticed the Hierophant bio-titan standing over him and watching him curiously, like a child examining an ant. Shouted one with unaccustomed politeness and reverence, while the others waited for the chapter masters response. Lightning struck their void shields due to a combination of dust in the atmosphere creating static, and the planet's biosphere being damaged somehow. From their cannons. FUCK YOU. Sink deeper into your anger with the full blessings of the Blood God!". Death Guard Preorders are Up! While most codices were written or printed by hand or machine, the codex angry marines, was forged (although it wouldn't be surprising if the codices of the iron hands or the salamanders are forged as well). favorite this post Feb 4 ANYTIMEMOVERS.1,2,PIECE MOVE,FULL MOVE,WHAT EVER YOU NEED.239-895-4624 (CAPE CORAL,N FT MYERS,FT MYERS,ESTERO,BONITA,NAPLES,SANIBEL.) Incredibly, the Angry Marines stopped shouting. Original at: http://j.mp/p3jxvI. Survey maps of Ancient and Roman Britain. anyth... Well the Underhive is bleak and full of danger, so a little colourful Several things happened almost simultaneously. Several hours later, the eight initiates were dragged, bruised, broken and swearing before the Chapter Master, Temperus Maximus, who simply glared down at the initiates, the Codex Angry Marines clasped under one giant, armoured arm. Just a quick update today to show the progress I've made on my Troggoth “ISN'T THIS FUCKING ROMANTIC!” the Captain yelled. As Brother-Captain Medina approached the nearest red-and-yellow clad Battle-Brothers to hail them, after dusting off the fragments of the hull they had been shot through, he was met by a thunderous yell of "WHO THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU SPINELESS CUNTS SUPPOSED TO BE?!? presidents. Only monsters fighting I picked up Drazhar, the Master of Blades, Phoenix Lord of the His squad was to be deployed as an attack on the position of heretic leadership. He took a deep breath and pressed the button to open the bulkhead doors and before he knew it, he stood eye to eye with the quartermaster of the ship. I came to the realisation that I have never painted Dark Angels before – His father was a Guardsman, known only to be missing and presumed dead, and his mother died in childbirth. So, the launch of the Kickstarter for my book ARMIES & LEGIONS & HORDES Crude and am just now starting to feel normal haha WELL IF YOU DON'T STOP ARSING ABOUT AND FOLLOW ME I'LL RAPE YOUR SKULL OPEN WITH A GIANT SPIKY DILDO, YOU DILDO!!!”. lookin... Ravenous Miniatures are a big supporter of The Genesys Project are offering rather, ask, "Why not?" started o... Long have I been eyeing an airbrush. “I DON'T GIVE TWO LUMPS OF SHIT ABOUT WHAT THE GOVERNOR ASSHAT THINKS, WE'RE THROWING IN ALL OF THE ANGRY GANGS!!!”. He has a name you just have to shout every time you activate him! "FUCK THAT SHIT, I'VE GOT A BETTER IDEA," Mofo politely interjected. Then the Cackumbabo rocketed into the mass of Nid ships, blazing firepower in every direction, only to be seen again one hour later when its warp engines detonated and dragged a hundred bio-ships to hell. Sergeant Dickface and the rest of the squad whooped in joyous ire as they clambered up the legs of the great beast, carving footholds with chainaxes and driving their power wrenches deep into its joints. He looked at the flamer, and then to the duct tape, then to the flamer, then back again, and that, is when genius struck. stars.... Discordian here, with a random list of things to work on to start the year *camouflage?!?! “SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKERS!! Emperor bless us all, those were the Angry Marines.". Speaking of which, the Titan passed dozens of rippling red pools which it cauterised with its laser burner, and kicked over a dozen strange growths that resembled hundred-foot-tall claws. He attended the Bowling Green State University in Ohio, but dropped out after he took a drama course and became interested in acting. ", shouted a marine. So what did Doc do after completing his Dreadtober so quick? I turned to my Captain and asked, "Who were they? Behind the scenes however, the galaxy began to respond to the angry marine decision to go book hunting. Each member of the chapter pulled out his industrial strength hair dryer, the flashes of purple lighting up the terrain below as the brothers tried in vain to keep the dust from dirtying their armor. "WHERE'S YOUR FUCKING PEASHOOTER YOU FAGGOT?!?" Where were you earlier? Angry Marines custom bits from Shapeways! The name was suitable, for there he was, the giant Ork hands looking ridiculous attached to his comparatively normal marine arms. - Despite applying such tactical prudence they ran out of bolter ammo almost straight away. Here you can see that I made the homagaunt's body considerably lighter +++++ There he hacked brutally at the soft flesh until the swallow reflex clenched bloody blankets of meat around him, forcing him down into the boiling acid in its gut. Another wave would follow soon, spurred on by their chaotic masters, Church doubted they could repel it, he murmured a litany under his breath. The colony did not have a large population, and the colony's doctors, including his master, were the first targeted by the horrific disease. They lead me to the sergeant now known as “Greenhands”. JUST SO I CAN KEEP MY EYE ON YOU, THIS APOTHECARY IS GOING TO RAM SOME GENESEED THROUGH YOUR FUCKING SKULL.”. Librarian Moarfistin, of the Angry Marines. DAMN I THINK HE BROKE MY FUCKING ARM!! “Yessir!” I replied. Much later. I'LL JUST PUT UP A BIG PICTURE OF THE NEXT THING WE'RE GONNA SHOOT AND SAY "SHOOT THIS YOU FUCKERS" SERIOUSLY, WHO THE FUCK NEEDS AN HOUR AND FORTY FIVE MINUTES TO DO THAT. I CANT FOOKIN DO THAT BITCH TITS, HE’S DYING. guessed. I thought about making some of my own clump foliage from foam, there are Thought of the day: Heresy is the very definition of "Doing it wrong". Two missile racks (as opposed to the usual one). This was a different chapter indeed. Behind them followed a looming, mechanical figure covered in servo arms and measuring devices, two red eyes shining from its yellow and red robes, Master of the Armoury, Enginseer Mightilypissedoff the third. The Dark Angels are now available along with all those Space Marine Kits, Khagra’s Ravagers, and a few other suprises. At last, the vision block shattered, and Mofo's fist drove forward into the amniotic tomb of Thragarkis. NOTHING TO SEE HERE, WE’RE JUST SNEAKING BEHIND YOU TO KICK YOU CUNTSY ASS OFF-PLANET !! The anger burned within me like a plasma drive at full power. Removing Flash and Seam Lines – a pain of a task, yet such important one. In the middle of year 654.M41, the Forosian system was invaded by a large fleet of Draethri Xenos. incoming changes that were being rumored and others that no one could’ve The hive had been subdued…the men and women fed to the sick and elderly the slaaneshi party busses were in full patrol their was no way anything was getting through not with captian luxor sword captian of emperors children and leader of the warband “party boys” on the scene. I've been away from the gaming hobby for a few years and now I am set to the Hobby article is way behind schedule meaning I'm going to hav... Hi all. !” when it was finally delivered after many years of manipulation, while neglecting to plan for major battles, merely stating that it was all “JUST AS PLANNED!! !”, “DON'T FUCKING DO THAT, MY LORD!” cried Brother Terridyne, their chief Techmarine, trying to wrestle the weapon/tool/phallic symbol from Twatsplasher's white-knuckled grip. He woke up days later in a hospital, dazed and confused. Noticeably absent from the meeting were the Master of the Armoury, Enginseer Mightilypissedoff the third (who being mostly mechanical required no need to shit, except on special occasions, say to take a massive dump on an ultramarine) and Chief Reclusiarch Mofo (who was still locked in his quarters watching cartoons, and had access to the roll of emergency purity seals, and as such had no shortage of toilet paper). A lot of this is due to the fact that Space Marines feel emotions with a strength that normal people cannot even comprehend. The company used to be 100 strong plus some Dreadnoughts and shit, but whatever happened to the others is not in the Angry Marines databank for some reason, and the last time an Inquisitor tried to check it, she was found hanging upside-down from a 600-foot-tall bastion by her undercrackers. Does the New Box Art Reveal Adeptus Mechanicus Inc... What's On Your Table: Maw Krusha Steps In, Ravenwing Previews for the New Dark Angels Codex, Lumineth Lore- Hurakan Spirits of the Wind. J'ai donc vendu mes Salamanders. !” He shouted at the two remaining marines “I’VE GPT SOME WEEABOOS TO GO AND FIST BEFORE SLASNESHMAS COMES AROUND AGAIN!! The finale of Star Trek Enterprise - Captain Archer made some pretty fucking excellent speeches at times, but the grandest, the greatest, the ultimate... well, in the words of Captain Fucktious Twatsplasher, "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO THE ENDING YOU RETARDED, INBRED, STINKING, BRAINLESS, SOULLESS, DICK-GARGLING PAIR OF FUCKING FAGLORDS?!!!!!!" beamed the Commissar. Not shown offscreen: pack of furries being sent straight to Hell. 13:15 - Tactical Indoctrination - THIS USUALLY DOESN'T TAKE THIS LONG. Two days later, Duns Scottus turned in amazement to his second-in-command and banner bearer, Swiffer. When I was a boy there were two series on television that I enjoyed. We saw their force coming from below. “Thank the Emperor...” Abnettius whispered. it takes me far too long to finish even the most minor of projects, yet the At any rate, he then reached into his pouch for a Purity Seal. b) st... OK, let's see if I can remember how to do this... Man, things like Facebook Bizarre that the Crozius, normally a vaunted and holy relic to his loyalist 'brothers', be shaped to form so crude an insult rather than some divine symbol of his chapter. “FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!! They started shooting again, but it was just filler. The sun was almost eclipsed. He did after all, influence its creation.” A ripple passed through the crowd at the suggestion. Days passed without response. Immediately, the head began to whisper heretical thoughts, starting with “tseb eht era sthginkyerg” but almost as immediately the dreadnought carrying the slab of metal (which was the Codex Angry Marines) began the smash the book repeatedly into the head, which began to scream and wail. Having given up on handling the situation as per any protocol he knew of, he ran after the Astartes to the best of his abilities. Brother furiel of the angry marines had been a fairly ordinary brother of the chapters third company he did his duty, he ripped and tore his way through the enemies of the emperor. “BRACE FOR IMPACT, FUCKTARDS!!!! !” At the mention of Nurglings, Moarfistin let off several psychic bolts of pure fury which melted part of a nearby wall to slag. “Join ...you. The briefing had lasted over three minutes, surely a Chapter record, and they were ready to rip each other to pieces in frustration. After much arguing and fighting (the equivilent of a polite hello followed by tea and biscuits for the Angry Marines) Jordy suggested the use of one of the terminators storm shields as a sled to slide over the ice slopes, in imitation of a water based pastime from his home world. out the mightiest enemies on the battlefield so that he can slay them with Or in proximity of Ultrasmurfs, to watch the ensuing hilarity. For starters, there had not been many Desert Fangs Neophytes left at the end of the Heresy to be put in stasis by Archmagos Cawl until such time as he had perfected his modification of the Astartes creation process. +++++. Us softies, well, we’re no match for all that power armor and lets be candid, the standard IG issue lasgun is about as effective against power armor as harsh language. The Techmarine and cockknocker squad moved off to disengage or sabotage the void shields, whichever came first. Blackstone Fortress box. The smoke drew back to reveal a Warlord Titan, Beetleback-class. Wang, 137th Trondheim Regiment of the Imperial Guard. He then charged the band, tearing limbs from any greenskin that stood in his way, until he was standing face-to-face with the Boss Mek. “Fuck Fuck Fuckity Fuck!” screamed Shitforbrains in his head “You’re not fucking quitting now you pussy Tau weeaboo, get your dick out of your ass and getting fucking playing this stupid game!” And at that, he grasped the computers controls, and began to play. old ANGRY MARINES CODEX IN A CONVENIENT PDF! The marines came down on the Enemy position mere meters from the redoubt. barked the sergeant. I ASKED WHO YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS WERE!!" The Death Guard are marked by two major factors in Warhammer 40,000: The first is being incredibly difficult to kill.Many Death Guard units have a higher Toughness characteristic than similar Chaos Space Marine units and most of the units in a Death Guard army have the Disgustingly Resilient special rule, which allows units to ignore damage on a D6 … I WANT THAT POWER FIST READY TO RIP AND TEAR OR I'LL SLAP YOUR MISERABLE FEATURES ROUND THE BACK OF THAT CORN-STUDDED TURD ON TOP OF YOUR NECK! He turned to see a black armored Space Marine approach him through a ragged hole in the wall, a chaplain, and yes, there was his Crozius alight and ready as well. He called out to their brother in the tech marine armor. 7:00 - Battle Practice - BEAT THE LIVING HELL OUT OF SHIT WITH YOUR POWER BAT, OR, BARRING THAT, JUST BEAT THE LIVING HELL OUT OF SHIT WITH WHATEVER'S AVAILABLE. He now spends most of his time on the battlefield "FUCKING SMASHING ANY CUNT WHO OFFENDS THE OMNISIAH!!! The mighty battle barge´s engines fired up and started to move the immense ship towards the planets surface, the void shields being calibrated on the move to account for the pressure of the atmosphere. !” Twatsplasher voxed to the Titan's crew. I had just sat down upon one of the commodes along the bulkhead when Reclusiarch Mofo entered the chamber. This wasn't a Chaos cult, they weren't being ruled by xenos puppeteers, they were just a bunch of morons who'd never had to strive or suffer and were trying to make damn sure they never did. CHAPTER MASTER- BITCH TITS, the apothocary said The one i I was given the same reply from everyone I asked: “BECAUSE IT WAS REALLY FUCKING AWESOME, ASSHOLE!” Apparently in the time after the sergeant had committed this deed, others followed his example, taking not only the weapons of the Orks, but also other body parts. At the sudden release of rage the remaining seven initiates mental damns also broke, and they too began screaming and cursing in caps lock and exclamation marks at maximum setting, ripping up their tables to swing around at any moving target, even themselves, anything to express the hours of pent up fury which had grown to explosive levels inside themselves. Hammerhead gave them the necessary time. Mofo, Reclusiarch of the Angry Marines, finished his oaths to the Emprah. After my attempt to buy The two Chaplains had also stopped fighting by this point, and had started roaming the room, looming over the hunched shoulders of initiates and saying things like “YOU FUCKING IDIOT YOUR MEANT TO HIT THE FUCKER NOT ENGAGE IN LIGHT FOREPLAY!! Matters were not helped when the Angry Marines, growing alarmed at the Fire's refusal to die in the Emperor's name, resorted to tactics most extreme to kill it. “THIS IS IT YOU INBRED AMATEURS!” roared Twatsplasher. Just as planned. GOTO! I woke up later. Psychic Awakening: Greater Good. COCKNUGGET! When I arrived on the planet, one of my main questions was: 'Why was this not reported by the sector and instead reported by another Chapter?'. "FAGGOTS," he said, turning to his assembled companies, "WE BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ORKS, RIGHT!?" You surrender and we won't wear your skin on our armor.” Came the reply. Thirty years later, the Chapter met the same Eldar again on the field of battle. WAR IS IMMINENT, BITCHES!!!”. masters in their search for arcane technology and new subjects for their Immediately the corridor erupted into a long and impossibly load scream of “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU....” which rattled the very skeleton of the ship, with chunks of metal plating being ripped from the walls to impale the advancing forces of Nurgle as chunks of rotten flesh were ripped from their forms, forcing the horde back the way they had come and forcing Moarfistin, despite his super human strength, to slide in the opposite direction, picking up speed as the longer books fury was unleashed. Even the Marines were surprised. “GET YOUR FUCKING ARMOUR FIXED, ABADDON'S AT IT AGAIN, THE GERIATRIC, DRIED-UP, SMELLS-LIKE-OLD-MILK PUSSY! Watch for the green flares.”. Angry Marines maintain Chapels of the Emperor in his Aspect as the Self-Righteous Customer Served Dry Steak just for these kinds of babies. ", announced the Captain,"AND THIS FIRE IS BREAKING HIS SHIT TOO! One last FUCK YOU from the Emperor's finest. Bought with the hopes it would help in creating my own Journey to 12:00 - Midday Prayer - ANY ONE NOT TOO STUPID TO HIT THEMSELVES PRACTICES SCREAMING AT SHIT. Nevertheless, he stood strong, unshaken by the hordes of the damned. I DIDN'T ASK TO BE PUT IN STASIS AND EXPERIMENTED ON BY CRAWLY MCGUFFINFACE!! I moved along side a Marine that was cleaning bits of a helmet from the jaws of his power wrench. !” started the Chapter Master, “THANKS TO THE FLAME THROWER CUNTS WE’RE ALMOST OUT OF BOG ROLL TO SCRUB OUR ARSEHOLES FUCKING CLEAN!!! Due to this, Angry Marines tend to have low BS (by low, we mean Ork boy low), but have terrifically high WS/S/I, meaning anyone getting into CQC would be utterly annihilated. For those who enjoyed reading my blog and to those who still occasionally Where were the armies, the carpets of Rippers, the Bio-Titans? “Fuck these festering cunts!! that. !” He bellowed at the collected marines “LAST ONE STANDING GETS TO BE IN CHARGE OF THE NEW SHIP!! In this post, I review an excellent LED Lamp for Miniature Painting and The game was impossible, the cunts had modified it to be even more impossible than it already was. I'LL TEAR YOU FUCKERS A NEW ASSHOLE TO TEACH YOU NOT TO INTERUPT ME WHEN I'M TRYING TO MURDERFUCK THIS CUNTSY BOLTPILE!!" Oh shit… Note, this story is a work in progress and thus the title and story elements will change over time, you have been warned. “YOU OWE ME A NEW WRENCH, FUCKTARD. The Angry Marines then did something that would surprise most people: they said a prayer to recognise the Titan crew's heroism. As our leader left us to die, we prayed to The Emperor for deliverance while we continued risking our lives to protect his works. units. Welcome to my books of 2017 series. How could the dark gods forsake their loyal servant like this? The converted Zephyrim Squad is painted and ready for battle. They hate everybody. Before he died, Master of the Armory Enfurus Ragman (MAY HE KICK BALLS AND SCREAM FOR FUCKING ETERNITY!!!) On a particularly foul morning on the planet decisarus prime where the planetary governor sold his soul and the entire planetary population to slaanesh. White hot rage exploded in Ten's brain as he leapt into the Heirophant's jaws, past the rows of monomolecular-edged teeth and deep into the back of its throat. A Marine in Asshole's retinue, puzzled, asked "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LET THOSE DYKES GET AWAY, YOU RETARDED COCKSICKLE?" She was going to fucking knock them over. Link: Warploque Miniatures. "WHY IS MY VOICE BOOMING? Made from a slap of steel adamantium alloy which had been pissed on for seven days and seven nights and the pages and spine were carved from the block by a team of Angry Marine Mindfuckers, using nothing but profanity, and the occasional bolter round. The pilot servitor aimed just above the wall surrounding the fortress as it had computed were its instructions from the screaming and shouting the Reclusiarch had done before takeoff. Fanart with Angry Marine and Necron. Thought for the day: If something is worth doing, it's worth overdoing! And where did that giant sword come from? In a rare moment of calm, Brother-Captain Morgan confided in me that if we were not killed by these berserkers, we would almost certainly be killed by the Inquisition for failure. YOU NEED ME TO TELL YOU THAT?!!!”. The incoming fire was so thick I thought I could see individual bolter rounds as they were fired. 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