Bah humbug Demiurgs blah blah blah
Bah humbug to that Tau mange crap as well, transformer wannabees.
I'll dredge up some Squat rules from the Journals etc and bring them back to the table with a 'Space Train', Feel the pain.
The Squat Mortar shall return.
Dwarves in SPACE...
G-dubs 40k fluff is pretty bloody average, pagess of endless dross about boring humans, and wimpy elves (sorry, faggy eldar) These races need some serious space hammers stoving in their craniums and my Squats are gonna bring it, starting with a bug hunt to sort out those craven nids for ruining our space bike mechanics world.
Those mining worlds you hear about on the rim of the known universe, those are the outposts of the Squat Empire.
Come and taste the power of the Planet Cannon - Graaaahhhh, the great book of grudges creaks open and and hive fleet is penned in for destruction.
Adamantium Breakers with two handed rune axes and personal force fields, anyone for Tyranid Tiramisu?