>playing 40K
>using Kharns Butcher Horde formation
> bring a Gore Pack as well
> fighting against Necrons
> roll an 8 for the charge distance after failing twice
>destroy a units of Immortals with war scythes
>Gore pack gets the charge off on another squad
>get amazing rolls to hit
> destroy almost 30% of their army in one turn
>kill their HQ next round with a challenge from Khan
>MFW
I was playing lacrosse once in high school and practically decapitated a guy with a poke check to his unprotected throat and screamed "blood for the blood god" as the flags came pouring in.
We had bad blood with that school going back a few years and half the team were into 40k so it wasn't a cringy as it sounds
Actually had a similar moment when playing Rugby Union, I was in a scrum and some dickhead decided to throw an uppercut just as we started to push and he actually ended up giving himself an uppercut and a bloody nose
Surely you mean Lychguard, since Immortals don't have a melee setup?
Sorry, my mistake
But OP, skeletons don't bleed.
I had Kharn leading a unit of berserkers.
Playing against Orks, 3rd edition Cityfight rules
Charged Kharn's unit towards Ork warboss and retinue.
Mob of Gretchin with runtherd emerges from ruins in front of Kharn.
The Dice Gods laugh as 8 World Eaters, including icon bearer and Kharn get massacred in HTH by fucking gretchin.
Can't beat the brutal cunning of the servants of Gork and Mork
>My Orkz v buddy's CSM
>Has 15 Khorn Beserkers
>Effectively dismantled most of his army, victory was pretty much in the bag
>Except for the Zerkers
>Fuck it I got twice as many boyz. Let's get stuck in
>The Blood God drank well on ork blood.
Seriously those guys are fuckin beasts
Can't beat the cunning of Tzeench
Can't beat the cunt of slannesh
Can't beat the syphilis of Nurgle
art in motion
I bit a guy in the face because he bumped into me on the bus.
my unit of 8 mark of khorne marines killed 4 of the 5 hammernators that charged them that turn. Finished the last guy off next turn.
>1000pt game
>took a 250pt BA Librarian
>roflstomped the other guy's Eversor (every attack hit, every hit wounded)
>rolled up the side of his guard army
>only forces he had left by turn 4 was a sentinel stuck in combat with a quartet of servitors and a gray knights squad stuck in reserve
>WFB 6th ed
>Bloodthirster flies towards the Ogre lines
>slaughters a unit of Ironguts
>a 20 strong unit of Gnoblars suddenly in front of it
>Frenzy rule forces it to charge
>S2 Gnoblars cannot wound an T6 Bloodtirster
>Gnoblars pass terror test on LD5
>'Thirster misses with every one of his 8 attacks
>Gnoblars win combat because ranks
>Bloodthirster rolls 11, sent back to the warp by literally the weakest unit in the entire game
>Blood for the Blood God
What do you do with the cunt of slaanesh then?
You hope she doesn't suck you into it.
>About 15 years ago
>Playing at our local Gee Dubya
>Mates are playing a 5k game of WFB
>Orcs vs Champions of Khorne
>These ain't ya' standard neckbeards or skinny dweebs
>These guys are both 6ft+. weigh in the 100+kg and play football semi-professionally
>For you Yanks, imagine what rugby players would look like if they didn't wear armour. You won't be far wrong.
>Half way through the game and the sledging has started strong
>Green-tard
>Khorne-Flake
>Insults are flying thick and fast. Started pretty humorously, but it's getting serious.
>Some of the other patrons are starting to give nervous looks.
>New manager is getting going green at the gills.
>They've stopped playing the game entirely.
>Standing face to face, screaming at each other.
>BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD
>WAAAAAGH
>Proceed to grab each other and grapple,
>Tumble their way out of the store, screaming all the while.
>Manager and a few irregulars chase them out and try to break the fight up.
>I stay behind and pack up their armies. The regulars who are used to this laugh their asses off.
>guard v daemons back when they all had to deepstrike
>blood crushers drowning in plase and grenade launchers only getting to kill a measly 10 man squad before getting wiped out
>blood thirsters and princes getting blasted the turn they hit the table
>veterans getting assaulted by bloodletters and khornehounds and win quite convincingly
>remainder of daemons having to hide in the terrain from roving bands of guardsmen
Stupid git, IT'Z CUNNIN' BRUTALITY!