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Post by sebjones86 on Apr 26, 2019 11:01:23 GMT
News of a rare and dangerous Ambull making its nest in a disused heat sync had spread like wildfire in the Underhive. Many a Guilder had issued bounties on the beast's head but first on the scene had been none other than Jack Schitt of the Wyld Stallyuns, and his crew of stimmed-up muscle dudes. The pay was good, the glory better, plus Jack was yet to meet an opponent that could best him in single combat. If nothing else this would be a good scrap or death, both were entertainment at least. The part of the Underhive chosen by the beast was heavily infested with crawlers, critters and all manner of filthy creatures. This was no doubt it's instinct to lay its eggs somewhere where they would stand the least chance of being disturbed. This didn't stop the Stallyuns blasting and chopping their way through the horde of swarming insects, losing only a couple to vile bites and nasty stings. When it looked like they may have to withdraw the Ambull made its appearance, ready to defend its eggs with heightened aggression. Tired of swatting flies, Jack Schitt stimmed up and charged. Maggots squished underfoot as he bounded towards the beast, his thunder hammer gripped so tightly because of the stimms that the ceramite haft flexed and bowed in his massive hands. No sooner had the Ambull burst through the door, Jack smashed its head in on itself. Gunk and unknown matter exploded out of the creatures skull as it connected with the energy field of Jack’s hammer and then also... Jack's hammer. The Ambull screeched in panic. The sound made the other gang members cover their ears in pain but Jack kept at it. Pretty soon his hammer was hitting the ground beneath what was left of the Ambull. Nowt but mush remained...
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Post by sebjones86 on Apr 27, 2019 16:43:09 GMT
GAME 2
Me: Dreaded Ambull plus a horde of bugs trying to defend it. Sentry rules. Jason: Trojan MC. Orlock badmen out for creds, glory and a consensual and meaningful relationship with another man woman Jason and I had a real smasher! In classic Jason style he threw his gang in for the alpha strike. Even though the mission included sentries, this didn’t interest Trojan MC. They blasted their way through the bug sentries and went straight for the Ambull. This clearly caught the bugs of-guard because I rolled ‘1’ for reinforcements for the first two rounds! By round 3, Jason had his Orlocks surrounding the Ambull pumping it full of scattershot but failing to would on the whole. Even his Ambot got involved, blasting the probe Ambull with short range Melta. Then came the turning point... “F*ck it I’m gonna charge”Music to my ears Mr Jason! The Orlock Ambot was promptly GRONKED in the reaction attack. The next 10 minutes saw the Ambull go on a rampage of death. Killing then consolidating in to combat and then more killing. Trojan MC’s boss was batted aside like a rag doll, no doubt the Ambull was saving him for some kind of snack later. With only a few wounded and ammoless fighters left, the Ambull moved in for the final few kills. Jason had one last chance. By now the beast had lost 6/7 wounds so it was up to the Orlock champ’s Heavy Stubber. Jason hits twice, wounds once. Now for the ONE injury dice. Jason calls out “skull!” And spins the dice in to the air. To mine and Tom’s astonishment the dice obeys, landing perfectly on a skull without even rolling. The dreaded Ambull’s fate was sealed. Pumped full of holes it slumped, deaded. What an awesome gaming experience. Pics below.
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Post by Tom on Apr 28, 2019 1:14:40 GMT
Pure ecstasy to behold!!!
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Post by jasewin on Apr 30, 2019 11:12:40 GMT
Genuinely fantastic hobby horn moment! (insert aubergine emoji here)
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