Less fluffy is the third Flyrant I intend to bring. I had a hard time rationalising three Hive Tyrants in one list. (I'm totally over the guilt of taking two. The second one is just Swarmy in diguise). The name "Tyrant" itself would seem to indicate that you only have a single, supreme commander in your army who's word is law. Three of them would surely start bickering and possibly try to decapitate one another. Ok, the Hive Mind would override their independent will, forcing them to work in concert but then that just makes three inefficient from a certain perspective.
So, the other night, The Hive Mind laid it on the line for me.
"You're such a shit general that I'm sending you a third Flyrant." it said. "Think of him as a sort of Lord Commissar. My personal envoy, dispatched to make sure you get the job done properly this time. If you f**k it up again, there will be consequences."
It might seem a bit odd to have an internal conversation with a totally fictitious alien overmind, but it helps me get through the drudgery of painting the same model thirty seven times.
I shall name him Cheese. Lord Commissar Cheese.