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If the Forge World cart is considered separately, that's an entirely second chance to win.

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I'd add the Jetpack Custodes but you can't add out of stock to your cart.
 
Just realized they’re out of Chain Axes, what ridiculous quantity of items should I put in my cart? Nothing but individually packed Noise Marines?
 
Do it.
Slaanesh abhors this silence.
Done, if I win I go full Slaaneshi. My Word Bearers fall completely to the Youngest God and tell Khorne, Nurgle and the blue one that they’re faggots who don’t have cocaine.
 
Done, if I win I go full Slaaneshi. My Word Bearers fall completely to the Youngest God and tell Khorne, Nurgle and the blue one that they’re faggots who don’t have cocaine.
Well, it wouldn't be the first time a Word Bearer warband went full in on one Chaos God....
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Besides your full Slaanesh Word Bearers could tell the Emperor's Children, The Flawless Hosts, and the Hedonistarii that they are posers.
 
Well, it wouldn't be the first time a Word Bearer warband went full in on one Chaos God....
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Besides your full Slaanesh Word Bearers could tell the Emperor's Children, The Flawless Hosts, and the Hedonistarii that they are posers.
Wouldn't Word Bearer Noise Marines be unleashing the sounds of something like Christian Death Metal?
 
Reading through the newest Slaanesh battletome and I am pleased at how they are describing Slaanesh and their followers. They emphasize that Slaanesh is about temptation and that even one little indulgence sends you straight into depravity. And they really create some interesting characters and stories to go along with that.

The new character, Glutos Orscollion, was a starving thief that ate some grain tributed to a Slaaneshi daemon prince who cursed Glutos with eternal hunger. He was so wracked with hunger that he ate a corpse out of desperation, upon which the daemon prince that cursed him assuaged his anguish, promising him an end to his pain if he sampled some rarer dishes.

Sigvald was trapped in a mirror from Shadespire by Nagash for killing Krell. The mirror got in the hands of a follower of Slaanesh and Sigvald used that guy's vanity to destroy the mirror by showing him an ugly reflection of himself. Sigvald actually didn't make it out of the End Times without a scratch. He has a scar hidden somewhere that pisses him off to no end. Apparently he is leading an army to destroy the Ossiarch Bonereapers to send a middle finger to Nagash.

Syll'Esske are described as leading and army that is "standing up against the inequities of Chaotic tyranny", but in reality they just want to replace their masters that looked down upon them. Wait, does that mean their faction are the hippies of Warhammer?

There is a short description in the timeline about a dwarf that fell into worship of Slaanesh by making techno-organic golems. Another hint at chaos dwarves.

And there's a story at the end of the book in which a follower of Slaanesh is at a large gathering of warbands. He starts questioning his purpose in the grand scheme of things when someone shoves a knife in his back. What a great way to cap off the book. You can't escape Slaanesh. To dwell on your depravities is a moment of weakness that a more deranged follower is willing to exploit. The only thing you can do is just pursue even more and more pleasures, to prevent you from reflecting on the monster that you have become.
Really like that Glutos story. I always had an idea for 40k of an Imperial lord having a ravenous appetite and started eating humans in the name of Slaanesh to play up a gluttonous character; always trying to find the greatest meal, leading him down a twisted perversion of delicacies. Eventually the Adeptus Custodes would come after him and Slaanesh would grant him his boon. I call him The Flesh, and once he had Slaanesh's favour, despite how much of a fat fuck he was, he would be able to shift his bones and face within his skin (look the Sega game The Ooze and you'll get an idea what I mean) and would be able to squeeze in & out of tight spaces like that one dude from an early episode of The X-Files.

Too bad I can't write worth a shit
 
Really like that Glutos story. I always had an idea for 40k of an Imperial lord having a ravenous appetite and started eating humans in the name of Slaanesh to play up a gluttonous character; always trying to find the greatest meal, leading him down a twisted perversion of delicacies. Eventually the Adeptus Custodes would come after him and Slaanesh would grant him his boon. I call him The Flesh, and once he had Slaanesh's favour, despite how much of a fat fuck he was, he would be able to shift his bones and face within his skin (look the Sega game The Ooze and you'll get an idea what I mean) and would be able to squeeze in & out of tight spaces like that one dude from an early episode of The X-Files.

Too bad I can't write worth a shit
Thats actually a pretty cool idea, you could write up a 40k horror/mystery with that and run with it. I imagine it might have a similar tone to the Order of the Last Candle
 
Thats actually a pretty cool idea, you could write up a 40k horror/mystery with that and run with it. I imagine it might have a similar tone to the Order of the Last Candle
That was the idea. Also had another concept I called The Withered where it was an Eldar corrupted by Nurgle, but instead of being fat & bulbous like the norm for Nurgle servants, she would be scrawny and bring more pestilence than plague. Haven't thought it out as much though.
 
Really like that Glutos story. I always had an idea for 40k of an Imperial lord having a ravenous appetite and started eating humans in the name of Slaanesh to play up a gluttonous character; always trying to find the greatest meal, leading him down a twisted perversion of delicacies. Eventually the Adeptus Custodes would come after him and Slaanesh would grant him his boon. I call him The Flesh, and once he had Slaanesh's favour, despite how much of a fat fuck he was, he would be able to shift his bones and face within his skin (look the Sega game The Ooze and you'll get an idea what I mean) and would be able to squeeze in & out of tight spaces like that one dude from an early episode of The X-Files.

Too bad I can't write worth a shit
Seems like a good idea for a Corpus Brethren Daemon Prince, you know the Slaaneshi cannibal warband that lives on a giant obese man.
 
Sneaky beakies are finally done! I have some other models to add to this force but half the army is done at least.
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