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Right, now that I have your attention, let's look at Dreadfleet from Games Sweatshop via the medium of Internet photostory drama:

"Yahaarrrr hee harrrr, (Etc) Oi be Cap'n Jago Roth o' the good ship Sigmar's wrath!
Oi be pursuin' moi nefarious, undead nemesis Count Noctilus through the treacherous igh' seas o' the ol' world in quest o' vengeance!"

"HIYAAAAAA! (Lol) GOD he is SOOOOOOO cheeky in't e? Ah'm actually pure nice once ye get tae KNOW me, (lolz)."

"Yahaarrrr hee harrrr, (Sorry, emphysema, yahaarrrr...) Soon shall oi' ave' a reckonin'  wit' the murderer of my happiness. Soon shall justifoid retribution be moine'! O' how I shall crow my victory atop his cold, dead corpse an' let salty tears of relief mingle with those o' the ocean's saline spray!"

"Oh my GOOODDDD, you are soooooo like, pure nippy an' that!? Aw ah did wis murder yer wife an' wains, (lol). Anyhow, it's no like yer gonnae git closure, know whit ah mean?"

"YAHAARRR NEE HAR NEE HAARRRRR... Speak Devil. What mean ye? (YAHARRRR, etc...)"

"Well, it's akshly PURE obvious when ye hink aboot it: Dae ye remember space hulk fae a few years back? (Lolz)"

"Yaharrrrrr! (Not particularly, no, but what's your point?) YAHAARRRR!"

"Well that wiz ane' ae these 'limited edition' releases an' a' an' that only hud 12 missions jist like Dreadfleet."

"Yaharrrr, (Yes, so?) aharrrrrghhh..."

"An' how many expansions huv there been fer Space Hulk silly? (LOLZ)"

"Yaharrrrmy, (Well, none...) aharrrrrgyyharghyhargghhh..."

"(LMFAO) So when ye've kilt me, WHIT ur ye gonnae dae then sillypants??"

"Yaharrrrnnnggg, erm... just keep on playin'  the set number of scenarios over and over against a much diminished variation of the limited permutaiton of fleet dispersals availble in the boxed set? Nyeeeharrrrrgyyharghyhargle?"

"ROFLZ!!!"

"Fuck"