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Family Circus Comic Warhammer Meme

Family Circus Comic Warhammer Meme
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Published on: February 11, 2025

A Child’s Tactical Decision: Halloween Meets Warhammer 40K

A Child’s Tactical Decision

The meme takes a classic Family Circus comic and injects it with peak Warhammer 40K absurdity, creating a hilarious contrast between the wholesome world of suburban family life and the grimdark horrors of the 41st Millennium. In the original panel, the young boy is supposed to be picking out a simple Halloween costume with his mother, a moment that should be filled with childhood innocence. However, instead of choosing a generic ghost or cowboy outfit, he proudly declares his intent to dress as Tactical Sergeant Tarkus of the Blood Ravens 4th Company. The sheer seriousness of his decision, juxtaposed with his mother’s undoubtedly confused and unprepared reaction, makes this moment a perfect encapsulation of what happens when Warhammer fans raise kids.

The Blood Ravens’ Influence Spreads

The joke lands even harder when considering the Blood Ravens’ infamous meme status within the Warhammer 40K community. Known for their mysterious origins and their “strategic acquisitions” (a fancy way of saying they “borrow” anything not nailed down), the Blood Ravens have a cult following, especially among Dawn of War players. Imagining this child demanding a fully detailed red and black power armor suit, complete with purity seals and a storm bolter that may or may not have been “acquired” from another Chapter, is comedy gold. His mom, who likely expected a simple costume from the family’s old Halloween box, now has to somehow assemble Terminator armor on a Walmart budget.

Halloween in the Grim Darkness of the Far Future

The beauty of this meme lies in the sheer absurdity of the situation, with a small child unironically treating Halloween as a campaign of tactical supremacy. While other kids are out in bedsheets pretending to be ghosts, this future Astartes is calculating optimal trick-or-treat routes for maximum candy acquisition. One can only imagine him yelling “For the Emperor!” while charging through the neighborhood, purging heretics (or kids dressed as xenos) in the process. Meanwhile, his exhausted mother is probably regretting ever letting him play Dawn of War, as she now has to either build power armor from craft foam or endure a night of being called an “unfit Chapter Master.”