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Is there any marine who could 1v1 a hive tyrant? Not including plot armor like the named Blueberries have. My guess is the answer to this is a hard “1V1 would just be canned dining for the tyrant” but I had an argument with someone who thought otherwise and would like for you to opine.
Semi related but how different is the Swarmlord to a regular tyrant?
Are there regular marines who could solo a Hive Tyrant? Absolutely not. Just no. They'd be so dead. So quickly.
Are there specific named marines that could fight one? Yeah. Ahriman, Kharn and Typhus definitely could, though it would still be a hell of a fight. Dante, Moloc, Calgar and Tyberos probably could, too. These are some of the most individually exceptional astartes we have in the setting, mind you, and they'd all still come out of it looking fucked up.
The simple reality of it is that you don't want to throw hands, by yourself, against a ~20ft tall, intelligent, hyper fast/strong psyker with a bunch of limbs.
As for the Swarmlord, the Swarmlord is basically a modified, physically elevated Hive Tyrant that's been implanted with the recurring, expanding collection of memories and behaviours that make up the Swarmlord's "mind". It's a Hive Tyrant with even more exceptional physicality, and a vast and nuanced understanding of combat, tactics, species, fighting styles, etc etc. It is old and it understands how to react to and work around an ungodly amount of data.
When people get irked at the Swamlord not killing Dante or Calgar or whoever, this is why. The thing is, by all lore accounts, the physical and intellectual equivalent of a Tyranid primarch. It is so fast and so strong and so clever that, on paper it should readily tear most characters apart. AND it gets better at fighting and waging war after each encounter.
Much like the Avatar of Khaine, what it is versus what GW allows it to do are two very different things.
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A few more bugs for the swarm! 👅







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Hive Fleet Hydra. Thought I'd get a shot of how my current Tyranid army is going. Sorry for the poor lighting is was a very wide shot.
Swarmlord, Trygon, Psychophage, Exocrine, Winged Prime, 5 Gargoyles and 10 Termagants.
#warhammer 40k#warhammer#warhammer 40000#40k#w40k#warhammer40k#games workshop#printed minis#tyranids#Swarmlord#trygon#Exocrine#termagant#gargoyles#hive fleet hydra
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Is that Abbadon having a cold one with Trazyn and the Swarmlord?
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You know what, good for him. He could use the break.

Da Night Before Squigmas - II
(via Warhammer Community)
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The Swarmlord
Artist: Antonio José Manzanedo TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link
#mtg#magic the gathering#tcg#antonio josé manzanedo#the swarmlord#warhammer 40 000 commander#legendary#creature#tyranid
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Every time I scroll through this website, I sometimes think if anyone knows that we can use this shithole for different things then shitposts, but... I like the shitposts, so, no, don't change the shit we post
We need shit like this ^ and this v

Not this v (i couldnt find cringe, so here is a sex joke)
OKAY TUMBLR! DONT CHANGE!
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I have finally built the swarmlord! After months of debating, in a different house, after one accidental report of the original post, it is complete! And I... Love it. The giant creatures, the advantage, the synergy, the gender contained within these weird giant bugs! It's a work of beauty! There's something just magical in making a creature like a 20/20 and giving it trample, in playing simic ascendancy and saying that killing my commander makes me win quicker actually. Playing multiple grumgully effects and riot with hardened scales to increase every single iteration of +1/+1 counter gain. Looking back at my history in magic, there's a lot more green than I thought. Eldrazi ramp and Primordial Hydra as my key card in particular stand out. I mean my favourite deck was Orzhov Extort but I think if I had more time in kitchen table magic I'd be more partial to 'ramp out big creatures and attack'. And the cherry on top is the card advantage. How there are multiple 'draw cards equal to the highest power' in green, and FATHOM MAGE. Gods, fathom mage. That one card is making me reconsider simic as a colour combo. It's really really fun to pile counters on creatures! Finally found a blue deck I enjoy!
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I love this too much, I love Beans, and I shall get the hivemind to protect him



So during a PlayOn Tabletop live stream, someone asked if nids had toe beans. This lead to the cursed creation of Beans the Hormacat. And who else to own him, by everyone's favorite necron.
There will be more hijinks coming.
#warhammer 40k#warhammer 40000#trazyn the infinite#orikan the diviner#tyranids#beansthehormacat#hormagaunts#Swarmlord Replies
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A what if question for you: If Wizards of the Coast approached you to do an artist series Secret Lair, what four or five cards would you pick to best show off the intersection of your art style and what you like in the game?
I think they pick the cards for the artists dont they?? But I'd at least want Fumulus the Infestation and Phyrexian Swarmlord, because I love them mechanically but their designs are just more beetley things. I'd redesign fumulus as more of a mosquito flea and swarmlord as a big tick or louse. Maybe also Swarm of Battleflies so I could make it look more like actual Diptera.
If I got Toxrill the Infestation I'd give him a leucochloridium and banana slug aspect.
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My rule of thumb for 40k is that none of it. Really makes any sense. It’s not a serious setting.
Can the Ultramarines beat X threat? Yes but only if Cato is there. Ships can blow up continents but sometimes armies wait to see the whites of their enemies’ eyes. A Primarch can never lose while their theme tune is playing. Tyranids switch massively between portrayals depending on whose Codex it is, a given IG regiment can seesaw from tactical genius to the flesh equivalent of those Star Wars battle droids when convenient, everyone loses 30 IQ points when fighting Tau because the writers need to show off Tau ingenuity but most of them can’t actually pull it off so they just make the other guys dumb instead to compensate. The Swarmlord forgets that it’s psychic sometimes. Who replaces all those dead Space Marines? Don’t worry about it.
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Alright, why do I like this?

Hivesune Miku
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Swarmlord / Carnifex
by Léon Leclerc
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Jaune, get adopted by Trazyn just to piss off Orikan, but he ends up actually caring for jaune. Now Trazyn has to go through the old man bullshit of having to look out for his stupid child. With love. He also approves of penny.
Jaune didn't remember much of his old life before his father. Whenever he thought back, all he could remember was the warm glow as the sun's beam wrapped around him before feeling the cold chill of the iron prison he arrived in. Before him, his kidnapper stood, glaring down with stoic, eyes of emerald interest. For a time, Jaune thought he would die.
Jaune, now 100 years old in the body of one in their late teens to early twenties, wandered around the... cavernous? No, a cavern implied an entrance and an exit. There was only one of each, and it was his father, Trazyn the Infinite. Every now and again, the taller Necron would appear to either gaze upon his adopted son, or to expound on an exhibit that he caught Jaune staring at for an extended amount of time.
He passed the Chaos cultists, trapped in their temporal prison, unable to move beyond their current positions in their attempt to perform their dark rituals of blood and violence. He passed the Ork warband, hanging from their variant vehicles, missiles caught in mid-launch, their smoke tails perfectly captured like a photograph. He passed a Tyranid swarmlord, surrounded by its flesh-eating kin, fangs ranging in size from daggers to greatswords, all caught mid-leap as they were about to consume some helpless Imperial Guardsmen, all of whom wore faces of fear for eternity.
There were even souvenirs of his life before his current home. Beasts similar to chaos demons, yet crafted from a different form of magic, bound through the stolen ground, their red eyes blazing like fiery coals in their kilns of bone-white frames and smoky black fur. Beowolves were what his father said they were called these beasts, though they were more of a subspecies of the greater class of Grimm. Not as powerful as anything else in this galaxy but proved to be more than a lethal nuisance for his home.
Another such souvenir of his long-passed home was gathering of artificial humanoids, all inferior to his father's kin, let alone to his father. Many were bound in black or white chassis, as though they chose one color or the other of their foe, the Grimm. And among these machines, large and small, was the smallest of them all. A girl with orange, curly hair.
Jaune stared at her for a moment, then for another moment, and then another moment longer. Her eyes, while green like his father's, held an emotion behind them. It was a kind of emotion he seldom saw from his father, but it existed all the while in hers. Atop her head was a large, pink bow. Across her shoulders were black suspenders, leading down to large, green skirt. He gazed and gazed, but he'd always return to her eyes. Those beautiful, jewel-like eyes.
And then they blinked.
Did Jaune blink? He leaned closer, as though closing the distance would expand his understanding of what he saw. And yes, the girl blinked from her supposedly temporal prison. Had his father made a mistake? No, that was impossible. His father never made mistakes. And yet this girl stared at him, blinked at him, the same as he did to her.
"Sal-u-tations~!" Jaune fell over in shock, kicking the ground away as the girl's mouth moved as she spoke. What a frightening voice! "I am Penny Polendina. What is your name?"
He stared at her. "How is this possible?" He asked. "You shouldn't be able to move, let alone speak!"
"Should I not?" Penny asked. "Should I stand perfectly still? I am told I am quite good at that."
"I..." Jaune swallowed his words, whatever they would have been, and found his way to his feet. He met her eyes as an equal, rather than from below. Perhaps from above, they would be as equally as beautiful as they were before from each other. "Who told you that?"
"My father," Penny answered, "though he also told me to not run too far from home." She gazed around the room, her fiery curls dancing across her shoulders as she turned. Walking forward, moving closer to Jaune, she neared the edge.
"Look out!"
"Oh!" She fell. Jaune reached over the edge, as though his feeble human body could help the girl from falling to her death. However, there was no need, as she lifted herself to him, hovering over him with toes aflame like rocket engines. No, not like; her feet ARE rocket engines. "Oh my..."
She landed softly close by, a yard or two away with all the grace of a dancer. She turned to him, her gloved hands folded in front of her. With a smile, she gave a small wave to Jaune. It was at this point, he finally remembered his name.
"My name is Jaune."
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Jaune." She nodded. "What is this place?"
"This..." Jaune struggled to speak. For some reason, his face was flush as heat rushed to fill his cheeks. Was it because she was the first person in his entire life besides his father to speak with him as anything other than as a pet of Trazyn the Infinite? He placed his hand over his eyes, obscuring his view of Penny, like one would do when staring at the sun. "This is my father's museum. You were one of the exhibits."
"Exhibits?" Peeking through his fingers, Jaune watched as Penny focused her attention to the enclosure she escaped. "Oh, I see." She turned back to Jaune, and he instinctively closed his hand to blind himself once more. "What are you doing?" She was now in front of him.
"Ack!" Jaune leapt backwards, hands up in instinctive defense. "I was just- Uh-"
"Oh... I see." Her voice became sad. It was a kind of sadness Jaune had felt many times. Anytime his father looked at him in comparison to other humans, there was a tone of disappointment in his voice. As though his father had appraised him compared to the chaos cultists and guardsmen and space marines and was always found wanting. Even the poor beggars the necron overlord abducted from the Imperial hive worlds held more value than Jaune ever could. "You saw me fly, so you know I'm not human."
"I... knew that already." Jaune gestured to the other androids. "You were enclosed with them, so I assumed you were also some form of artificial intelligence housed within a mechanical body."
"So, you already knew I wasn't a real girl?"
"I did." Jaune nodded, earning a heartbreakingly sad frown from Penny. "Though I hardly believe it."
"Huh?"
"You may not be human, but you look so much like one." He stepped closer and she allowed him. "Your hair is like an orange star on the verge of collapsing into a supernova. Your eyes shine with more life than any planet's forest ever could dream to be. Your skin is pale and flawless, much nicer to look at compared to the Fenrisian wastes my father has shown me." Without realizing it, Jaune close to Penny, his stomach churning as his eyes became lost in her gaze of jade, emerald, peridot, malachite, turquoise- He was losing names as his hand graced her cheek. "You're... perfect."
Suddenly, Jaune was attacked. He felt a crushing force, as though he were caught within a vice with no hope of escape. He could only let his bones crack as precious air struggled to fill his lungs, all while her heart pounded against his chest, which was being assaulted an alternating force grinding against him. As he felt his body become crushed under this weight, he only had one thought.
Were hugs always meant to make you feel this warm?
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Orks Vs Tyranids: Real Idiot Mode
had a very stupid game today

120 yes 120 boyz, 3 warbosses, 3 painboyz

the swarmlord, old one eye, norn emissary, haruspex, 2x carnifexes, tyrannofex, trygon, 20 termagants

very glad i got these movement trays


it was a real classic donnybrook. felt good to be rolling handfuls of 40+ dice. i thought the boyz would struggle but they pulled down the trygon & swarmlord very quickly

the norn and carnifexes were much tougher to chew through though. lost 2/3rds of the boyz but took down everything except the tyrannofex in the end, 74 to 70 for the orks. i think the advantage of the list is that there is utterly nothing worth hitting with the big attacks. a carnifex will murder a tank in one round of melee with its 8 attacks, but here thats just 8 dead boyz and who cares.
finally, video of Take Damage
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I'm so happy with how the Swarmlord turned out! I always forget to take before pictures, but it was originally painted up in Kraken colours.
I managed to get two models out of the same box by buying an extra Hive Tyrant torso, so I've also got a Winged Hive Tyrant to paint.
I just remembered I actually have a whole bunch of genestealers, warriors, rippers, and the older hormagaunts and termagants hidden away in a box and still painted up as Kraken that I'll eventually need to repaint...

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Genuinely fucks with me how similar "Stormlord" sounds to "Swarmlord" that is an awkwardly misheard report just waiting happen
#warhammer 40k#communication is unreliable at the best of times#my tactical assessment is that you are probably screwed either way
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