Carrack Posted March 17, 2015 Share Posted March 17, 2015 Ode to the Cultist O cultist how I loath thee so, Your slotted bases limit me so, It takes ten of you to play, Yet in fives you come anyway, Just two auto pistols really, Autoguns are waste of points clearly, What about options for your poses? What were your sculptors putting in their noses? When you camp and go to ground, I hope you are shot round after round, As I paint you, base, wash, and layer, I contemplate giving you a new boss His last name is Betrayer Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BetterOffShred Posted March 17, 2015 Share Posted March 17, 2015 Cultist so loyal, its a shame you are a fool sweet lies have left most of your blood in a pool, Your bones will be candy for Khornes Juggernauts Lucky for you you're the cheapest of troop slots Heavy stubber for you? Heavy stubber for he? I might let you take one if that shotgun were free So you've come with Typhus and you're filled with rot meanwhile I lament how many of you I bought I spend lots of time removing you from the board Thats what I get for a toughness 3 hoarde -Brett Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Xenith Posted March 17, 2015 Share Posted March 17, 2015 I bought some cultistsI gave them the mark of TzeentchThat was a mistake. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rune Priest Ridcully Posted March 17, 2015 Share Posted March 17, 2015 Alas dear cultist, your style is simply dire,Your box divided, yours was truly a mad sire, From your weapons to your attire, Too much borderlands is there in your design, Where are your robes, hoods and cloaks for when the stars align? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tenebris Posted March 17, 2015 Share Posted March 17, 2015 Restless and fearless in the shadow of a Brute would you, my cultists, stand on salute drop on the ground as on the objective you sit die in droves when you have to tar pit Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Prot Posted March 17, 2015 Share Posted March 17, 2015 Urging me to sniff victory with his chaotic chants Funny... but all I smell is him loading his pants A painted cultist yells, 'Put me back in the show!' 'Fine,' I reply, 'but you just died a turn ago.' For he can only truly claim title to one race And that would be to be put back in his case My cultist always seems to scream and run Now I see why, there's a chainsword in his bum Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aspiringchaoschampion Posted March 17, 2015 Share Posted March 17, 2015 Ah dear cultist you have so little use All your good for is holding objectives and dieing like a dead man on a noose. You are too weak to earn the favor of the grandfather So go cower in my hellbrutes shadow maybe up live a little longer (Sorry if this offends anyone) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Uprising Posted March 17, 2015 Share Posted March 17, 2015 Hail the beloved cultist Heralds of unending Hordes You, the cultist, so useful from tar pit, zombies, and Khârn bff You shine better when your R&H or becoming a spawn or prince You make your Word Bearers Apstole proud and graceful at the sight of his opponent facepalming at the unending tide of faithful. Anyone who smack talk my cultist, will have my wrath to deal with. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Carrack Posted March 17, 2015 Author Share Posted March 17, 2015 I really shouldn't but... O cultist O cultist how I loath thee, A five point guardsmen gets orders for free, And better weapons and armor to boot, And he does not talk like some crazy coot, Is it really that hard to find grenades, Your scrounging won't win you any accolades, Your job is to stand in front of the tank, If you keep them from scratching it, for this I will thank, If I put you in reserve and you show up late, It's your only real chance to cheat your fate, That and fleeing, which you do at the drop of a hat, They got bolters and chainswords so what's up with that bat? True, with Typhus you can hold it down, Maybe I should kill you and wait for him to come around, This is the first poem I have written since I was 13. The quality is similar, and I don't think it will win me a kiss either. :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Xenith Posted March 17, 2015 Share Posted March 17, 2015 What can you do, my chanting friends? Seeing you in battle amuses no end: You die in droves, as if lasguns could rend. Of those that survive, their wounds we mend, then show them which end, Of the autogun to hold, At which they become bold. They forget their old lives: As farmers growing mould, Salesmen calling cold, A student being told, They will amount to nothing. Well prove them wrong, My dishevelled throng, As you advance on foot, Let courage take root, And become a save for my HellBrute. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rain Posted March 17, 2015 Share Posted March 17, 2015 O Cultists, O Cultists What use will you be? For all of the netlists Try sell you to me But boy are you boring Just camping the flag And when a strong wind blows It's back in the bag Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sheesh Mode Posted March 18, 2015 Share Posted March 18, 2015 Cultist, cultist dying in droves From bullets, lasers, missiles, and high density explosives You hold the honor of victory, by being shot at by artillery As my friends shoot demolishers at hordes of thugs and muggers. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Carrack Posted April 9, 2015 Author Share Posted April 9, 2015 Well I got three cultist on my painting board that I will be spending more time getting ready for battle than they will spend fighting one, so here is my next verse. O cultist o cultist I loath thee so, But not as much as when we first met, I opened up a taproom for you to go, It's brand new the red painted floor is even still wet, Why the tinker slaves saw off your gun, My chirurgeons will replace your hand with something more fun. A tentacle, a hook, or even a knife, No autoguns silly cultist, ccw and pistol 4 life. I still loath you though. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Targetlock Posted April 9, 2015 Share Posted April 9, 2015 A bit rough: Woe to the cultist So fun to convert and make but on field of war so easy to break. Their lives we so cheaply spend To pay for many a daemonic friend Woe to the cultist Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Steed of Champions Posted April 10, 2015 Share Posted April 10, 2015 Cultist, O cultist, How I love thee. You worship my Helbrute, While he kills you with glee. You writhe on the ground, After granting him cover saves. It’s a shame when he passes them, You lie in your graves. Cultist, my cultist, We intercepted their vox. “First rank fire, second rank fire!”, Now get back in your box. Cultist, dear cultist, Some say your poses are boring. But I really don’t mind, I only need you for scoring. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
oreaper84 Posted April 11, 2015 Share Posted April 11, 2015 My love for thy cultist comes not from their skill, Nor from the blood that they fail to spill Their reason for trudging across the field so cheekily Is to die for the blood god, their penance paid equally Thoughts for their safety will never exist, Be it bolter or flashlight they are equally mist Drop them in cover and see how they live! Not bad for a psyco carrying only a shiv So hate not the cultists and his short worthless life He may have had a child, a job, and a wife. He gave it all up to march among gods So at least throw some paint on those miserable sods Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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