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God Emperor of Mankind
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Ynnead
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Malal
All at full power and primed.
Who wins?
VS
Ynnead
VS
Malal
All at full power and primed.
Who wins?
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THE STRONGEST WARHAMMER CHARACTERS FIGHT IT OUT! God Emperor VS Malal VS Ynnead
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PS Sorry about the title, didn't know it would end up this way. I am still an amateur.
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I thought Ynnead was the defacto supreme of the WH40K verse.
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He is. He's astronomically above all the Chaos Gods combined, plus probably muh Emprah as well. He has a realm that's similar to the Warp in complexity within his own body, and at his full potential he would be far, far, far beyond what he is even when incomplete.
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And who is Matal? I don't think anyone else can stomp the 4 Chaos gods.
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It didn't "exist", at that point. It was also only supposed to become fully active when every Eldar ever had died. Eldrad just awakened it early.DMUA said:
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PS Also heard many say that Gork and Mork are good contenders. What do you guys think?
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GORK N' MORK' ARE DA WINNERZ CUSSZE WE ORKS ARE DA STRONKEST DERE IS IN ALL DA PLACE
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Gork and Mork should be here. And they would win without a doubt.
"Gork and Mork are never defeated, they simply shrug off the blows of the other gods and laugh at them. Then Gork grins , bears his teeth and lands a mighty blow on the head of his adversary with his gigantic club. Similarly, Mork, the master of low cunning, clobbers his foes when they aren't looking."
This is from Orks Codex.
From: Waaarg Da Orks
The Hunt pp.61
Gork and Mork go looking for a gigantic Squiggly beast and find it at the bottom of a huge cesspit. Also at the bottom of the cesspit is Nurgle, who has eaten all the Snotlings. Gork and Mork clobber Nurgle so hard that he spews up all the Snotlings who are still alive. Nurgle shrinks and becomes a Squiggly beast. The Snotlings then turn the Squig into a feast for Gork and Mork. This myth clearly represents the Ork triumph over Nurgle. The Orks have no fear of the realms of Nurgle, and happily thrive on Squiggly beasts that breed in their cesspits.
pp. 70-76
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Gork struggled towards awareness. After centuries of dormancy it was a long process. He sensed other Powers in the warp trying to interfere. He blocked a subtle tendril from Slaanesh, ignored a baleful warning from the Emperor, discounted the triumphant cry of Khorne. He reached out with his millenia-old mind and gathered the strength of his people. Soon he would be awake and active. A body of steel had been prepared for him. A time of blood and iron was approaching.
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As Mork gathered strength many a Warboss found himself afflicated with thoughts of power. Ancient ambitions were re-kindled. Long vanished thoughts of conquest stirred in the recesses of slow minds. They planned raids on nearby Humans and toyed with thoughts of alliances with old rivals. Not even grat soul-searching could explain why this was so. The Ancient-Powers knew what was happenning, though The Waa-Ork was coming.
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Gork and Mork stirred and a wave of fear passed through the warp. Suicide and incidence of violent crime climbed steeply. On Icolbar an Astropath screamed and threw himself from the balcony of a starscraper apartment, yelling that his people were doomed. On the Craft-world Hope of Other Days, an Eldar philosopher stopped listening to the atonal music of his waterchimes and began composing his death-haiku, feeling his life had been justified. On distant Earth, a living corpse in a golden throne opened eyes that held fear for the first time in centuries.
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Gorkk felt his attention being tugged towards one tiny world on the edge of Orkdom. A strange attracion drew him to it. He leaned down from warpspace and looked upon it. His breath brough storms in he Ash Desert. His gaze caused machines to break down. His lightest tread brought earthquakes. Seeing the disruption he was causing among his people he withdrew. He knew the time was not yet right for his return. He withdrew but he left a message.
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Mork moved on the face of the warp, brushing aside Daemons and ignoring ancient barriers set by long dead Gods. He moved from world to world and placed in the heart of every Ork the desire to be restless, to move, to follow the siren call of adventure when it came. He sensed other Powers subtly striving to oppose him and laughed as their attempts to restrain his crude, irresistible purpose.
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The Emperor knew tha the must save his people. If Gork and Mork unleashed their hordes then any unprepared worlds would be swept aside by a green tide of death.
The Emperor bent his thoughts to the task. Across Human space, within the range of the Astronomicon, Imperial Tarot began to foretell disaster. Commanders consulting them found all the signs of impending catastrophe on a cosmic scale.
In the Segmentum Obscura, Battlefleets were recalled and prepared fr war. On the homeworlds of the Adeptus Astartes, Space Marines reached for their weapons, knowing the time of destiny was near. On the edges of the Eye of Terror, the Orders of the Adeptus Titanicus roused their ancient war-machines. Having surveyed his Empire and seen it was ready the dying immortal within the Golden Throne prepared himself for the conflict to come.
......
Gork and Mork knew that they were ready. Their people were agitated and prepared for battle The EMperor, their chosen enemy, had deployed his forces. The first skirmishes had been fought, now war was about to be joined.
Beyond them they sensed the Chaos Powers watching, waiting to see what advantaged the God-brothers' actions might bring them. In the darkest pits of creation twisted creatures prepared to follow the Orks' advance. Gork and Mork did not care. They knew they were strong enough to resist Chaos.
THe time was right. The time was now. It was time for Gork and Mork to have some fun.
.....
"Gork and Mork are never defeated, they simply shrug off the blows of the other gods and laugh at them. Then Gork grins , bears his teeth and lands a mighty blow on the head of his adversary with his gigantic club. Similarly, Mork, the master of low cunning, clobbers his foes when they aren't looking."
This is from Orks Codex.
From: Waaarg Da Orks
The Hunt pp.61
Gork and Mork go looking for a gigantic Squiggly beast and find it at the bottom of a huge cesspit. Also at the bottom of the cesspit is Nurgle, who has eaten all the Snotlings. Gork and Mork clobber Nurgle so hard that he spews up all the Snotlings who are still alive. Nurgle shrinks and becomes a Squiggly beast. The Snotlings then turn the Squig into a feast for Gork and Mork. This myth clearly represents the Ork triumph over Nurgle. The Orks have no fear of the realms of Nurgle, and happily thrive on Squiggly beasts that breed in their cesspits.
pp. 70-76
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Gork struggled towards awareness. After centuries of dormancy it was a long process. He sensed other Powers in the warp trying to interfere. He blocked a subtle tendril from Slaanesh, ignored a baleful warning from the Emperor, discounted the triumphant cry of Khorne. He reached out with his millenia-old mind and gathered the strength of his people. Soon he would be awake and active. A body of steel had been prepared for him. A time of blood and iron was approaching.
.....
As Mork gathered strength many a Warboss found himself afflicated with thoughts of power. Ancient ambitions were re-kindled. Long vanished thoughts of conquest stirred in the recesses of slow minds. They planned raids on nearby Humans and toyed with thoughts of alliances with old rivals. Not even grat soul-searching could explain why this was so. The Ancient-Powers knew what was happenning, though The Waa-Ork was coming.
.....
Gork and Mork stirred and a wave of fear passed through the warp. Suicide and incidence of violent crime climbed steeply. On Icolbar an Astropath screamed and threw himself from the balcony of a starscraper apartment, yelling that his people were doomed. On the Craft-world Hope of Other Days, an Eldar philosopher stopped listening to the atonal music of his waterchimes and began composing his death-haiku, feeling his life had been justified. On distant Earth, a living corpse in a golden throne opened eyes that held fear for the first time in centuries.
.....
Gorkk felt his attention being tugged towards one tiny world on the edge of Orkdom. A strange attracion drew him to it. He leaned down from warpspace and looked upon it. His breath brough storms in he Ash Desert. His gaze caused machines to break down. His lightest tread brought earthquakes. Seeing the disruption he was causing among his people he withdrew. He knew the time was not yet right for his return. He withdrew but he left a message.
.....
Mork moved on the face of the warp, brushing aside Daemons and ignoring ancient barriers set by long dead Gods. He moved from world to world and placed in the heart of every Ork the desire to be restless, to move, to follow the siren call of adventure when it came. He sensed other Powers subtly striving to oppose him and laughed as their attempts to restrain his crude, irresistible purpose.
.....
The Emperor knew tha the must save his people. If Gork and Mork unleashed their hordes then any unprepared worlds would be swept aside by a green tide of death.
The Emperor bent his thoughts to the task. Across Human space, within the range of the Astronomicon, Imperial Tarot began to foretell disaster. Commanders consulting them found all the signs of impending catastrophe on a cosmic scale.
In the Segmentum Obscura, Battlefleets were recalled and prepared fr war. On the homeworlds of the Adeptus Astartes, Space Marines reached for their weapons, knowing the time of destiny was near. On the edges of the Eye of Terror, the Orders of the Adeptus Titanicus roused their ancient war-machines. Having surveyed his Empire and seen it was ready the dying immortal within the Golden Throne prepared himself for the conflict to come.
......
Gork and Mork knew that they were ready. Their people were agitated and prepared for battle The EMperor, their chosen enemy, had deployed his forces. The first skirmishes had been fought, now war was about to be joined.
Beyond them they sensed the Chaos Powers watching, waiting to see what advantaged the God-brothers' actions might bring them. In the darkest pits of creation twisted creatures prepared to follow the Orks' advance. Gork and Mork did not care. They knew they were strong enough to resist Chaos.
THe time was right. The time was now. It was time for Gork and Mork to have some fun.
.....
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