Battle Report - Chaos Space Marines vs. Space Marines

Step right up ladies and germs, well...Probably just germs...Let's face it, this blog isn't exactly a hit with anyone, let alone the fairer sex...

Chaos Lord of Khorne on Juggernaut--Someday Lady You'll Accomp'ny Me

Wait a minute, I know what you're thinking--Fucking Bob Seger? Someday Lady You'll Accomp'ny Me? What in Sam Hill is he up to this time? Chaos Lord of Khorne on Juggernaut? Can he possibly tie it all together?

Probably not, but let's give it a try anyway...

The Plight of the Berserker, Part 1

Khorne Berserkers throw themselves at the enemy like rabid animals. With their minds twisted by psychosurgery, the Berserkers feel no fear, knowing only a roaring tide of exhilaration and the absolute desperate need to kill. These are Khorne's holy destroyers, the blood-drenched enforcers of his murderous will. As they pound across the battlefield toward the foe, the Berserkers shrug off even the heaviest fire, their determination driving them on through wounds that would kill a lesser man thrice over. Their howls of devotion reach fever pitch as they charge headlong into the enemy lines, chainaxes revving and ready to kill. The carnage that follows is terrible to behold, severed limbs and lopped heads tumbling through the air amid a rain of gore. So perish all who stand before the Berserkers of Khorne. 

And now some music apropos of the fluff...

Herald of Khorne on Juggernaut

Let's say this Twinkie represents the normal amount of psychokinetic energy in the New York area. According to this morning's sample it would be a Twinkie thirty-five feet long, weighing approximately six-hundred pounds...

Squad Goals...New Year...Finding a Needle in a Haystack...Never Saying Goodbye...Blue Bloodletters...

Don't call it a comeback, I've been here for years, slapping queers, pulling your mom's ears...Is that how it goes...Can't remember...At any rate, guess what my resolution is this year? Yup, you got it--resurrecting this piece of shit blog.

Soon to Fill our Lungs, the Hot Winds of Death

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Cruisin' Down the Street in my '64: Cracker Barrel with a Side of Velveeta

Down at Evil Dice we're doing something called the New Army Initiative. The point of it all is to get people to break out of their mold and start building another army. This is cool but I've already got four armies and a closet full of miniatures...I still want to participate but I really don't want to buy even more stuff, so I'm just going to build upon my marine army by adding unpainted miniatures I already own.