Gunna be totin dat iron sited shoota I iz. Gonna be da best shoota boy of all da shoota boyz!

I'z 'opin for a big ol smasha to krump sum gitz head inz with. But if it were a ranged dakka, i'z grabs me an ol plasma flamethrowah. And it bettah act like a flame throwah and not a plasma gun! I wanna yell at the top a' me lungs "Dis is me flammenwerfer, and it werfs flammen! WAAAAAGH!" Shortly before i'z go boom due'z to ruptured fuel tanks.

WE ARE AN ADAPTABLE RACE!

yea yea wot eva, jes go take youze n yer heisitant friend sumwhere else.

Is that why the Eldar specialize so much that they have absolutely no adaptability outside of their chosen path?

Do I need to mention you guys have 8 basic classes due to your inability to adapt?

Lad lad! eazy on 'im now! He haz erectile dysfunction, jest rememba dat ok?

At least i have a friend.

That is why we have 8 classes so we can adapt to any circumstance, specialist in all type of warfare.

yer dick iz yer only friend? datz kinda sad....

bloody ell Rokdak dats funny

You're so highly specialized that you're adaptive...



I don't care if your dick doesn't work that is not how logic works