Originally posted by NemeBroHe single handedly broke an entire edition of WHF. 😐 His crunch is /interesting/, but often totally ****ing broken with outliers of various levels of 'obvious bad' or 'obvious must have'.
Because his codices sell.As bad as the fluff is, Ward is actually a competent codex writer from a gameplay standpoint.
... Well, I mean, he did admittedly **** 6e by making fliers total broken cheesefests, but lol.
In 5e at least, his codices were in fact less broken than Spehss Wolves or Imperial Guard.
And every codex has "obvious bad" and "obvious must have".
True, from what I hear Ward just all-around sucks total ass at making WHF codices.
But he did deliver this hilarious line:
Interviewer: So why did you make Daemons of Chaos overpowered?
Ward: It'd be a shame if they weren't.
Snorky NOC, talk, man.
So, I was going through my Facebook friend's list today, purging people who I can't remember having ever talked to in real life,
And I noticed that, literally, every single woman who was on one of our school sports teams, is now a Lesbian.
I mean, there's nothing wrong with that, and in fact it isn't surprising either; I remember spending a lunch period discussing with my friends which girls were probably going to end up being Lesbians when they grew up and which ones weren't.
But, it's just weird how stereotypes can often come true. Kind of like my unconditional love for chicken.
Originally posted by Tzeentch._Everyone loves chicken. Even vegetarians. (Some of them just love it a little differently.)
So, I was going through my Facebook friend's list today, purging people who I can't remember having ever talked to in real life,And I noticed that, literally, every single woman who was on one of our school sports teams, is now a Lesbian.
I mean, there's nothing wrong with that, and in fact it isn't surprising either; I remember spending a lunch period discussing with my friends which girls were probably going to end up being Lesbians when they grew up and which ones weren't.
But, it's just weird how stereotypes can often come true. Kind of like my unconditional love for chicken.