Necron
Necrons are the source of all grimdark in the Warhammer 40,000 universe.
What The Fuck Happened
A long-ass time ago (even before the Spess Elfs) the Necrontyr (original much?) lived on a planet blasted by radiation from their sun. Their short lives were punctuated from beginning to end with cancers and pain.
At the same time, a race of psychically-attuned forefathers called the Old Ones had built a vast civilization throughout the galaxy. They seeded many races (leaving humanity alone) and generally showed off. Oh yeah, and they were immortal.
The Necrontyr met the Old Ones and whined about how short their lives were in comparison to the Old Ones, so they threw a hissy fit. The Old Ones were badass though, and seriously fucked up the Necrontyr's shit until the whiny bitches were clinging to the edge of the galaxy because nobody cared enough to wipe them out.
The Necrontyr loosed a force known as the C'tan, beings of immense power over the corporeal world. The realm of the Warp, which the Old Ones used extensively, was as anathema to them, and they sought nothing less than the total separation of the real world from the Maelstrom.
The Necrontyr bargain with the Deciever (lol, they had it coming) for eternal life. The Deciever agrees and then rips their souls out their collective urethra, replacing the Necrontyr with the skeletal metal bodies of the Necrons.
War breaks out between the Necron and the Old Ones. The Old Ones get their asses soundly beat over and over again, creating new races (lol, Krork) to defend themselves with.
After the Old Ones ragequit in disgust, the C'Tan go on a feast of galactic proportions. It isn't until they realize that the food (see: EVERYTHING!) is drying out that they decide to go to sleep for 60 million years.
In present time, the Necron spend most of their time killing anything with a pulse and generally haeting...anything with a pulse. They're the goth craze if you dipped them in liquid hate and injected them with 400% of your daily allotment of cheese.
Moral of the story: Finish the damn war and wipe the bastards out or they WILL beat you over the head with a Deus Ex Machina.
Gameplay
The Necron have been severely nerfed in 5th Edition with the new Armor Penetration rules. This wikifag welcomes the nerf, as the boon to his Guard makes up for it.
Necron are pretty much slower Space Marines with a 4+ Invulnerable save (We'll Be Back!). They have only one troop type, one vehicle (we only need one!), and the crappiest close-combat unit in history, Pariahs. I mean, seriously, why give them the ability to bust open Termies if they're only as fast as a Guardsman? WHY?!
Gauss weaponry causes automatic wounds/glancing hits on a roll of 6. Supposedly, you could take out a Land Raider with Necron Warriors in 4th Edition. The new vehicle damage table nerfs Gauss weaponry considerably, making it so you have to blow all the weapons off and immobilize the vehicle TWICE to kill it with glancing hits alone. We'll be seeing more Tomb Spyders and Pariahs for anti-vehicle support these days.
The Monolith is probably the most recognizable unit in the Necron army. 14-round armor, a main weapon you can't disable with a "Weapon Destroyed" result, the ability to teleport your guys out of harms way, and the only (?) skimmer not to crash when Immobilized. Although in 5th, skimmers only do that if they were moving flat out the previous turn, and the Monolith actually can't move fast enough to crash when Immobilized. Mmmmm, the cheese.
Necron infantry are generally slow moving, hard hitting, much like the space marines, if the space marines were able to never die. There is nothing, read me, N O T H I N G Scarier than a necron player with almost-cheating luck. EX. Player one has just destroyed player twos Necron warrior squad, Player two, A.K.A. Kenny, rolls the die. Player one, A.K.A. Commander Numb-Nutz, is making odd sounds with his mouth, in mockery of Kenny. Kenny, A.K.A. Rob, rolls a six. Commander Numb-Nutz promptly stops making noises with his mouth. Rob A.K.A. Rob puts his Necron MF back on the board, and promptly smokes Commander Numb-nutz ass from here to the golden Shithouse.
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Suddelny, Monoliths just got even more awesome.
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Angry Marines can really fuck your shit up.
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Necron players are well-known for their carefully planned tactics of "move-shoot-move-shoot."
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Now that's what I call a Skeleton Crew! Waka-waka.
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PIRATE NECRONS vs NINJA BANSHEES
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Here we see the humble Lolcron, irritably drawing away.
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