Hur hur hur dat was a good wun... *Throws useless bolter aside* Wasn't wurf da teef off dat flashgit for it. Nice set of gubbinz strapped to dat arm of yurs, 'ows about you 'AND it over! Hur hur hur! But really *Reaches for a Big Choppa* WAAAAAAAAAGHH!!!!! Now we got ourselves a real proppa fight! *Charges with an overhead swing*
*Opens up as the shooting stops* Looks like dis time, I will be cort, "RED 'ANDED". Heh...Grot, note dat wun down sumwhere. Dat woz good. Grot, on my back wiv dat metal plate.. ... On my back! Da platez on ma back, an' I want youz to 'old it ya git. Dat Runt is comin, and seein as I dunt want to repair my cyber spine, Idz appreshiate it if you blocked it! *Ducks down and stretches Chain Klaw outward toward his stomach, as an unfortunate Grot is holding a crude metal shield atop of the mek*.
*CLANG! A loud ringing is heard througout the arena* OI dats cheatin'! Ya may as well be wun of dem blue gitz! *Swings the Big choppa fully around his body, low to the ground* 'Owz about I SWEEP yaz off ya feet!
*Blocks with Klaw* Youz got close...but... [98%...99%...Charge Complete] Feel da Dakka! Close n Personul like! [~Boom~]
*BZZZZZAP! A bright flash of energy engulfs the arena. Orkman looks around, safe on his krooza Da Eye of Gork* Whew dat was a close win on me part. Cuz like dey always sayz, "If we runs for it we don't die neither, cos we can come back for annuver go, see! " or sumfink like dat. Wait a ....oi... Where....IS....ME....HAT! HE PRO BUBLY GOT HIS GREASY GROT FINGA'Z ALL OVA ME HAT! He'll pay for dis indie....iding....dat 'oomie lation! Oi Ded 'Ead, get da boyz ready, we'z got ourselves a score ta settle. And bring me biggest dakka.
*Bright flash leaves nothing but a fancy hat* ...S'pose it werent a totul loss. *Gives hat to Grot* Getz me a signul to da Mekky Runtz on me ship ...Tell em to bring Bruce. ... Yes, Bruce! I dun care if dis 'ole rock getz blasted, I wanna dakka dat umie or runty git. Now get movin! *Takes out plasma core from his satchel, and throws it at the fence, short circuiting it once more* Out da way, Move it...Oi... *Looks down on a Guardsmen with a Metal bucket. MY SQUIGKORN! ~KrUnCh~ *Walks off to find the super shokk attack gun from earlier, guardsmen blood all over his boot*.
must initiate pacifying protocols.... *hits a button, the entire arena fills with gas, the surviving Ork "Grot-Stompa" wakes up in a cage again* you ready for your next fight? we captured a Carnifex! lost a lot of men doing so.... but still..... *walks out of holding area into control room* *picks up vox caster mic* one of the war-bosses teleported away to his ship, i would like about 12 more emperor class battleships stationed around the asteroid just in case..... thank you very much Lord Admiral... p.s. (is Lord Admiral a rank? i know Lord General is, so wouldn't there be a naval equivalent of such?)
*Starts fusing gubbins together for a Hazard mask* Peh...Carnifex Shmarnifex. Aint no Bruce. *still making and welding*.
tomorrow Carnifex fights begin! *goes into office and starts swimming through the giant piles of space-dollars*
