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Post by scytale on Jul 9, 2008 23:47:02 GMT
Someone find the story about dark angels going to the movies. That one's awesome but i'm too lazy to dig it up atm, maybe laters.
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Post by Hyper Kinetic on Jul 10, 2008 4:09:06 GMT
I know a good 40K Joke: Orks. Like it? ;D (seriously, they are the big jokers of the 40K universe  ) |
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Post by zeewulf on Jul 10, 2008 9:55:27 GMT
So, you're telling me you've never been on DeviantArt? ;D Man, I love that place. And Kharn. Alwayws reckoned he had the most comic potential of any 40k character ever. No, actually, I try to avoid that site. It scares me. |
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Post by sonofmakuta on Jul 11, 2008 17:58:04 GMT
Dunno which is worse actually, the pregnant fetish 40K drawing, or the B&W Marine Joke. ;D
Ah, that Dark Angels in the movie theatre one. I may actually have that somewhere. Ahh, here it is.
(Movie theater. Various normal people sitting around, waiting for the movie to begin. Doors open, and Azrael, Ezekiel and Asmodai of the Dark Angels enter. They make their way to an empty row)
AZRAEL- Brothers, come! We shall sit here, in a row that is free of heretics and accursed alien filth!
EZEKIEL- Thou art correct, Brother. I sense no tainted mind of Chaos within this row!
ASMODAI- Come Brothers! Let us be seated!
(They all sit down. Their massive power-armoured forms block the view of seven people behind them)
AZRAEL- Alas!
ASMODAI- Brother, what is thy concern?
AZRAEL- In our foolish rush, we have forgotten to purchase refreshments!
ASMODAI- Dost thou wish to repent and seek forgiveness, Brother Azrael?
EZEKIEL- Come Brothers, calm thyselves! There is still time!
AZRAEL- I shall take a squad of Marines to the refreshment area, where we will purchase food and drink, which we shall consume for the duration of this motion picture!
ASMODAI- Wait Brother! We still require local currency!
AZRAEL- Blessed be thy quick mind Asmodai! I shall empty my pockets for local currency!
(Azrael empties his robe pockets)
AZRAEL- Emperor's blood... I have only enough to purchase strong monkish ale for but one of us!
EZEKIEL- Fear not Brother, for we too shall empty our pockets!
(They all empty their pockets)
ASMODAI- Praise be Him on Terra! We have enough of this crude local currency to purchase strong monkish ale for us all!
EZEKIEL- But wait! What about nourishment?
AZRAEL- Aye, in the form of heavily salted popped corn!
ASMODAI- We have not enough to purchase such decandant luxuries!
AZRAEL- Thou art correct Asmodai. But enough idle prattle! I go now to purchase strong monkish ale!
(Azrael stands up, but begins to struggle)
EZEKIEL- Brother Azrael, what is wrong?
AZRAEL- Uuurgh... c-can't move... feet stuck... to f-floor! Urgh!
ASMODAI- Alas, he is being held by arcane and blasphemeous Chaos sorcery!
AZRAEL- Some sort of... urrgh... strange adhesive... coating m-my armour! Aaargh!
EZEKIEL- Brother, arm thyself! We must free our beloved Chapter Master from this foul embrace of Chaos!
(Ezekiel and Asmodai arm their bolters. Azrael suddenly breaks free on the chewing gum that had stuck to the soles of his boots)
AZRAEL- Hold thy fire Brothers! I have broken free!
ASMODAI- Truly our Chapter Master is blessed by the Lion and the Emperor of Terra, may His light never die!
AZRAEL- We shall have time to rejoice later Brother, for I still must...
EZEKIEL- Brother Azrael! The motion picture has started!
AZRAEL- Curses! Then I must make haste, immediately! Our parched gullets depend on my swiftness!
ASMODAI- Then hurry Brother! With all haste! Emperor be with you!
AZRAEL- Many thanks Brother! I go now... TO PURCHASE STRONG MONKISH ALE!
ALL- UNTIL THE SWORD IS REFORGED!!!
(People in the back row begin to throw popcorn at them)
EZEKIEL- Brothers, take cover! We are under fire!
ASMODAI- Arm thyselves! Prepare to return fire! We shall cleanse their souls with righteous bolter fire!
AZRAEL- Die heretic filth!!!
(They open fire and massacre the people in the back row. In the row in front of them, CYPHER and LUTHER)
LUTHER- (points back over shoulder) See? THAT'S why I turned to Chaos...
CYPHER- My sentiments exactly... (turns to face the three Dark Angels) WILL YOU THREE SHUT UP!!!
AZRAEL, EZEKIEL AND ASMODAI- Emperor's bones! Cypher, the Fallen One! REPENT, FOR TOMORROW YOU...
CYPHER- yeah, yeah, blah blah blah...
(A WATCHER pops up from nowhere, steals Cypher's popcorn and runs off)
CYPHER- Why you little-!
(WATCHER giggles sadistically and runs out of the cinema)
CYPHER- Curse you, you damn Jawa-wannabe!!!
(CYPHER pulls out plasma pistol and bolt pistol and sprays fire around randomly, slaughtering people)
LUTHER- Cypher, jeez, it's just popcorn, and besides, the damn things are invulnerable...
CYPHER- Raaaaaaargh!!!
(Azrael whips out combi-plasma and places it point-blank to Cypher's forehead)
AZRAEL- Die, Fallen One!
CYPHER- You do realise I'll only truly die if the divine power that protects me rolls three ones...
(Azrael fires. Cypher is blown apart. Luther looks on, amused)
LUTHER- Well, whaddya know? Guess Cypher wasn't so lucky after all...
(Ezekiel and Asmodai pull out force sword and crozius respectively and loom over Luther)
EZEKIEL AND ASMODAI- REPENT, TRAITOR!!! FOR TOMORROW YOU DIE!!!
LUTHER- ... Wait a minute.
AZRAEL, ASMODAI AND EZEKIEL- WHAT IS IT, FOUL ONE SPEAK SWIFTLY, FOR YOUR TIME IS...
LUTHER- Shut it. I was wondering, about that "Repent for tomorrow you die" thing...
AZRAEL- It is our sacred battlecry!
LUTHER- Yes, but technically, if you are to adhere to your battlecry, you should come back tomorrow and kill me tomorrow, which is kinda silly really, since you've just sort of warned me and given me some sort of advantage, as I can stay out your way tomorrow.
AZRAEL- Shut up! Shut up!
LUTHER- Furthermore, if you shout that battlecry EVERY TIME you are about to do battle with someone, doesn't that mean that you can never kill anyone? I mean, take now for instance. You say, "Repent, for tomorrow you die", correct? Now, if you do track me down tomorrow, you would have to shout your battlecry again; "Repent, for tomorrow you die", so you couldn't attack me then either. And so on and so on and so on.
EZEKIEL- (downcast) You've just mutilated the battlecry we've been happily using for ten millennia...
ASMODAI- That's soooo meeeean!!!
LUTHER- And what's up with the dresses!? The old Dark Angels never wore dresses!
AZRAEL- They are our holy robes...
LUTHER- Damn it, I don't even want to be the Great Fallen One of a damn transvestite chapter! I wonder if the Ultramarines could recruit me as some sort of arch-enemy of old? At least they don't wear dressing gowns into battle!
EZEKIEL- If I can just make a point...
LUTHER- Just get out of my sight. You're scum. I don't even want to look at you.
ASMODAI- But Sir...
LUTHER- SPEAK WHEN YOU'RE SPOKEN TO, MONK BOY!!! Now, get out.
(Azrael, Asmodai and Ezekiel shuffle out of the cinema. Luther settles back in his seat and rests his feet on a Watcher in the Dark)
LUTHER- Thank Chaos for that.
TWO WEEKS LATER, THE EMPEROR'S THRONEROOM...
ADEPTUS CUSTODES- Lord God Imperator?
THE BIG GUY- Yeeeeeeeesss...?
ADEPTUS CUSTODES- (hands the Throne Geezer a piece of paper) The Dark Angels wish to hand in their letter of resignation...
THE BIG GUY- WTF!!?
ADEPTUS CUSTODES- Apparently they've had rather a strict talking-to and they've just had enough of being bullied really. They want to quit.
THE BIG GUY- BY MY GOLDEN TOILET, THEY CANNOT SIMPLY QUIT!!!
ADEPTUS CUSTODES- Oh, they did kill Cypher though...
THE BIG GUY- Ah well, guess no rebirth for me... and I really wanted to be the Star Child too...
THE END
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Post by Helonion on Jul 21, 2008 8:58:48 GMT
As a joke upon it's self and proof of what Eldar women look like. How bad of trouble would an IG get for banging an Eldar?
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Post by Virtual Falcon on Jul 21, 2008 9:57:58 GMT
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Get the point?
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Post by n00b1n8R on Jul 21, 2008 10:58:22 GMT
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Post by genestealer1414 on Jul 22, 2008 15:20:40 GMT
if u call something that eats meat a carnivore, and something that eats plants a herbivore, then what do u call something that eats both meat and plants?
a biovore!!! rofl
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Post by WestRider on Jul 22, 2008 16:16:08 GMT
Not a 40K joke, but I call myself an OmNomNomNivore: I'll eat anything that is delicious  |
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Post by Virtual Falcon on Jul 22, 2008 16:40:51 GMT
I call myself human.ish. |
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Post by yoritomo on Jul 22, 2008 21:06:05 GMT
I don't know about you guys, but at my U, the University of New Mexico, we call things that eat meat and plants Omnivores, not biovores. I don't know what kind of second rate university you go to that calls them biovores.
Oh wait, you're just to lazy/stupid to write out the word "you". I should have caught that.
Tell you what; if you're ok with me thinking your IQ is so low that you don't test it, you dig for it, then keep abbreviating those three letter words. It's not like you've graduated high school or anything.
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Post by Haraio [MALAL] on Jul 22, 2008 21:08:44 GMT
lol^^ Maybe we should call something that eats biomatter 'biovore'? |
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Post by Helonion on Jul 22, 2008 21:11:10 GMT
I don't know about you guys, but at my U, the University of New Mexico, we call things that eat meat and plants Omnivores, not biovores. I don't know what kind of second rate university you go to that calls them biovores. Oh wait, you're just to lazy/stupid to write out the word "you". I should have caught that. Tell you what; if you're ok with me thinking your IQ is so low that you don't test it, you dig for it, then keep abbreviating those three letter words. It's not like you've graduated high school or anything. BURNED!!!! |
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Post by Terminus Prime on Jul 22, 2008 22:28:19 GMT
Owned.
Ok, My turn.
A Necron Warrior, a Fire Warrior and a few termagants are walking around. Don't ask me why the Termagant isn't eating the Fire Warrior, nor why the Necron isn't obliterating his soul. Just roll with it here.
So, they're walking around. On a whim, the Necron Warrior pulls out his gauss flayer, and tears a nearby fire hydrant to molecules with it.
"That was pretty neat," says the Fire Warrior. "Let me show you this, though."
The Fire Warrior blasts a nearby power pole to bits, and the wires throw sparks everywhere as the pole falls and hits a car. The Necron gives light applause.
One of the termagants says, "Pfft, that's nothing. Watch this."
He then rears back and screams at the top of his lungs, "OH NOEZ, WE'RE OUT OF SYNAPSE RANGE!!!"
From above, a voice is heard swearing, and a flying Hive Tyrant comes out of nowhere and lands and squishes the Fire Warrior and the Necron both.
The termagant says, "I win."
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Post by Folken on Jul 22, 2008 22:49:53 GMT
Damn, remind me never to get on Yoritomo's bad side. Damn son you got owned.
@ Terminus Prime
HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH
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