Lord of Skulls

This article is about something that is considered by the overpowering majority of /tg/ to be fail. Expect huge amounts of derp and rage, punctuated by /tg/ extracting humor from it.

This article contains something which makes absolutely no logical sense, such as Nazi Zombie Mercenaries, Fucking Space Orangutans, anything written by a certain Irish leper or Robin Crud-ace, or Wizards of the Coast hiring the fucking Pinkertons over a children’s card game. If you proceed, consider yourself warned.

"MAKE PEE-NIS INTO ROBOT!"

– A Dark Mechanicus Archmagos on the purpose behind the Lord of Skulls' design.

MY ARMS ARE WEAPONS. MY LEGS ARE TRACKS. MY ASS IS AN ENGINE. MY COCK IS A GUN. I WILL SPILL YOUR BLOOD IN THE NAME OF THE BLOOD GOD AND LAY YOUR SKULL AT HIS THRONE. BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! MILK FOR THE KHORNE FLAKES!!!

The Lord of Skulls (formerly known as the Lord of Battle, colloquially known as The Pain Train) is a massive Daemon Engine of Khorne. Those tanks on its back store the blood of murderers, which get heated to boiling by the daemon's rage and then vented out through the chest-cannon (with various ranges, strengths, and so on depending on which one you get). Its right arm holds the Great Cleaver of Khorne, a destroyer melee weapon. The left arm is either a gatling cannon or (as pictured here) a skullhurler, a cannon shaped like a skull that shoots a bunch of skulls that gnaw on their targets (forcing successful saves to be re-rolled). Seriously, we couldn't make this up if we tried -- just imagine skulls chomping everyone like Pac-Man.

It also has a wide assortment of dickguns, ranging from the Ichor Cannon, to the Gorestorm Cannon and finally, the Daemongore Cannon.

The Lord of Battle in his smaller, Epic appearance. Looked upon more fondly for early 90s cheese charm.

He started out as an Epic model; when Games Workshop released the new Apocalypse book for 6th Edition, they turned it into a 28mm-scale model (although the new one is more a hybrid with the Death Dealer, since it inherited its humanoid front section and "chest"-mounted cannon). The modeler actually lost count of how many little skulls he put on the thing. The resulting model looks really, REALLY, stupid, or harkens back to Warhammer 40,000: Rogue Trader.

Forge World sells a conversion kit for turning this stupid model into a proper walker. Yes, even Forge World, the company notorious for making a transport flyer that can only disembark its passengers by blowing up mid-air, cannot withstand the stupidity of the revamped model. Furthermore, the new model also got some serious contentions among the 40k fanbase. With some praising it for its new modern look while others decrying it by bitching that it looks so damned ridiculous even for 40k Khorne standards that it does a complete 180 and becomes stupid again, making Khorne lose all intimidating and cool factor. And how can you blame those who complain? After all it looks like a giant robo-Khorne Berserker fused itself with a overgrown bulldozer with a notorious dick gun and a unnecessary amount of skulls. The amount of innuendos you can make of this model makes one wonder how no Imperial Guardsman has fallen onto the floor laughing their asses off rather than hightailing the other way round piss-shit scared. Until it got into range.