I’ve never found much in the way of alternative Chaos Space Marines.
The Space Marine Hunter is a multi-launcher missile anti-aircraft vehicle based on a Rhino, which is able to deliver a lot of hurt to all those pesky jetbikes zooming around overhead.
American engineers are designing and testing more new manned spacecraft than at any other time in history. They only sputter out when the Flamer moves on.Space marine vehicles 25 SM3 Space Marine in full battle armour £4. After a moment, the flames take on the characteristics of a nearby person or object, portraying the events unfolding around it, often in a deeply disturbing or mocking manner. When the Flamer spews its fires, small droplets fall to the ground and ignite. They are found only rarely in the mortal world and then only at times when Tzeentch despatches them to aid the great hordes that wage war against the soft men of the south. Though the expressions on their sinister faces might suggest otherwise, Flamers are entirely mindless creatures, driven by instinct and instruction from the Lords of Change. Their arms are blue trunks that each end in dripping orifices capable of spraying liquid flame. They have tubular bodies melded with gnashing faces or grimacing maws that end in a pinkish, fleshy skirt that they use to propel themselves along the ground. When they appear, they are disturbing to say the least. Like Discs, they are beings of pure magic, only given form when cast out of their plane into the mortal world. A Flamer’s victim might briefly feel invigorated, before collapsing into a writhing puddle of flesh and flashes of pure magic. This is not fire in its truest sense, but a roiling cloud of Chaos energy. A Flamer uses its blazing limbs to hurl bolts of magical flame at the foe. 
įlamers, known also as Burning Horrors, Flame Spouters, Flaming Whirlwinds or simply Fire Daemons are powerful daemonic entities of Tzeentch best known for their ability to conjure daemonic fire.Ĭapable of a fair turn of speed, expelling gaseous ichor through the fungoid ‘skirt’ at their base to bound and leap across the ground with considerable mischievous gusto. Until, that is, one of their number let loose a great belch of flame, and its companions began to giggle." - Liber Malefic.
" At first I took them to be mindless fungi, swaying in the breeze.
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