Best warcry ever?

[Baldry]

Utinni!!. Wookieepedia says that Utinni is a Jawa battle cry.

Ohh well its got to be this

 

[nick n stuff]

MUTHAFUCKERGOINDOWN. my cry of choice

 

[DeamonSadist]

SPOOOOOOOOOOOOOON

also For the Emperor and Sanguinius! Death! DEATH!

the tick is classic goodness

 

[TerribleAssassin]

Ooorahh!


I may be British, but it's amazingly catchy!

 

[ARatherHandsomeGent]

If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

try doing that in one breath

I tried. I failed.

 

[Doomsday11]

Glory to the first man to die
or
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD SKULLS FOR HIS SKULL THRONE
or
(the warcry of the warriors of the dark prince of pleasure)
PORN FOR THE PORN GOD

 

[hamster mk 4]

It is not so much a warcry as a battle field insult but here goes:

"You are going to die screaming like your sister nine months from now as she gives birth to my bastard child."

And we can all thank "Rome Total Realism: An Egyptian in Scotland" for that.
http://lparchive.org/LetsPlay/Egyptian/

 

[Eleima]

"Go for the eyes, Boo!! Go for the EYES!!!!!"
'Nuff said, it's a classic.

 

[teh_gunslinger]

"Erm, excuse me..."
-Nijel the Destroyer

Anything by the Nac Mac Feegle.

 

[Sly Skater Man]

"Go for the eyes, Boo!! Go for the EYES!!!!!"
'Nuff said, it's a classic.

Beautiful exactly what i was gonna say, who could forget Minks and Boo?

 

[FlameOfArnor]

"I AM THE HAMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The Grey Knight's battle cry in WH 40K
it's cooooool.

 

[Dr. wonderful]

[HEADING=1] The Emperor protects!" [/HEADING]
[HEADING=1]
"Desperation makes an ugly perfume!" [/HEADING]
[HEADING=1] Dance water dance![/HEADING]

 

[Jackle_666]

If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

Surely, right play, wrong speech. What about "CRY GOD FOR HARRY, ENGLAND AND SAINT GEORGE!"
Or even "Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead!" will do.

 

[Disaster Button]

WAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Go Orks!

My work has been done here.

or *shows front teeth and shrugs shoulders*

'Ere we go, 'Ere we go, 'ere we go...

You just gave me the best mental image ever.

This, except Orks are doing it.

 

[DarkDain]

Great, all the good ones are taken, if it wasn't going to be 'for pony' it was going to be one of the others... whatever happened to the good old 'CHAAAAARGE' ?

 

[Kazzak]

We are not attacking!!

See. Reverse Psychology. They will never suspect a thing!

 

[DefunctTheory]

For the Golden Throne!

Just sounds snazier than 'For the Emperor' or 'The Emperor Protects.'

 

[Doitpow]

LEEEEEEEEEEROY
...........
JENKINSSSSSS


Oh but seriously...
"Now for wrath. Now for ruin. And the red dawn!!!"

 

[Ithera]

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHH! (best done with 10000 others)

"edit" Damnation...beaten to it by some lousy grot.

 

[Eleuthera]

"Cry 'Havoc', and let slip the dogs of war!"

I've always liked that one. Then again I'm a dog person...