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Like every good thing that comes into /TG/'s baleful notice, Slamguinius started out as a just a thought experiment--starting out on the DakkaDakka forums and 4chan boards, where the munchkins and powergamers did what they do best. Try to squeeze ever bit of cheese out of the dick of the new Blood Angels Codex. By the Blood, one of our errant brothers in an effort to maximize points while remaining cost effect as possible built the (un)holy combo: a Blood Angel Captain with Death Visions of Sanguinius, Artisan of War, a SS/TH combo, and most importantly the Angel's Wing relic jump pack. Said brother then shared his build--wistfully naming his creation Slamguinius in the foregone hope that it would somehow stand up to the beasts that came before. | Like every good thing that comes into /TG/'s baleful notice, Slamguinius started out as a just a thought experiment--starting out on the DakkaDakka forums and 4chan boards, where the munchkins and powergamers did what they do best. Try to squeeze ever bit of cheese out of the dick of the new Blood Angels Codex. By the Blood, one of our errant brothers in an effort to maximize points while remaining cost effect as possible built the (un)holy combo: a Blood Angel Captain with Death Visions of Sanguinius, Artisan of War, a SS/TH combo, and most importantly the Angel's Wing relic jump pack. Said brother then shared his build--wistfully naming his creation Slamguinius in the foregone hope that it would somehow stand up to the beasts that came before. | ||
Then the Miracles occurred | Then the Miracles occurred. | ||
Reports of Slamguinius single handedly punching the everloving FUCK out of a greater daemon of Khorne. Slamguinius laying low our [[Roboute Guilliman|Spiritual Liege]] in single fucking combat with one bumfuckingly good charge. The most fabled of foes fell at his feet, as he ass-rammed imperial knight titans that were unable to overwatch this amphetamine fueled bastard. And for the low, low price of 5-7 CPs (holy shit...) he can even pimp-slap Mortarion's pustuled ass back to the warp. Not bad for a 129 point mook. | |||
Reports of Slamguinius single handedly punching the everloving FUCK out of a greater daemon of Khorne. Slamguinius laying low our [[Roboute Guilliman|Spiritual Liege]] in single fucking combat with one bumfuckingly good charge. The most fabled of foes fell at his feet, as he ass-rammed imperial knight titans that were unable to overwatch this amphetamine fueled bastard. And for the low, low price of 5-7 CPs (holy shit...) he can even pimp-slap Mortarion's pustuled ass back to the warp. Brother Slamguinius is the perfect spoiler against any army relying on a big nasty to ruin your day. Small enough to get in where a squad can't, hard enough hitting to thoroughly wreck whatever he's fight in a single shot with enough CP. Like a scalpel duck-taped to a stick of dynamite. Not bad for a 129 point mook. | |||
Hope was rekindled for the Scions of Sanguinius, as a new day dawned as the faintest embers of a thought entered our collective souls | Hope was rekindled for the Scions of Sanguinius, as a new day dawned as the faintest embers of a thought entered our collective souls | ||
Revision as of 02:51, 14 April 2018
The Dark Times
After countless Aeons of staring forlornly at a our sub-tier lists and drooling with envy every time Chapter Master Smashfucker or his Ilk would Devastate our armies a new day dawned for the much maligned Sons of Sanguinius.
the name of our new lord and master?
Chapter Master Slamguinius. Welcome to the Jam, Brothers.
8th edition and the beauty that followed
Like every good thing that comes into /TG/'s baleful notice, Slamguinius started out as a just a thought experiment--starting out on the DakkaDakka forums and 4chan boards, where the munchkins and powergamers did what they do best. Try to squeeze ever bit of cheese out of the dick of the new Blood Angels Codex. By the Blood, one of our errant brothers in an effort to maximize points while remaining cost effect as possible built the (un)holy combo: a Blood Angel Captain with Death Visions of Sanguinius, Artisan of War, a SS/TH combo, and most importantly the Angel's Wing relic jump pack. Said brother then shared his build--wistfully naming his creation Slamguinius in the foregone hope that it would somehow stand up to the beasts that came before.
Then the Miracles occurred.
Reports of Slamguinius single handedly punching the everloving FUCK out of a greater daemon of Khorne. Slamguinius laying low our Spiritual Liege in single fucking combat with one bumfuckingly good charge. The most fabled of foes fell at his feet, as he ass-rammed imperial knight titans that were unable to overwatch this amphetamine fueled bastard. And for the low, low price of 5-7 CPs (holy shit...) he can even pimp-slap Mortarion's pustuled ass back to the warp. Brother Slamguinius is the perfect spoiler against any army relying on a big nasty to ruin your day. Small enough to get in where a squad can't, hard enough hitting to thoroughly wreck whatever he's fight in a single shot with enough CP. Like a scalpel duck-taped to a stick of dynamite. Not bad for a 129 point mook.
Hope was rekindled for the Scions of Sanguinius, as a new day dawned as the faintest embers of a thought entered our collective souls
"Hey, hot damn, we might even be competitive again someday at this rate. At least until GW FAQ's it out."