Nubbudy'z left! Bekauzze ya leave dem odda humiez leg it. Den dey wilzt kall oda humiez, zo we wilzt zmash moar gitz and av moar fun! EH EH AH!
The nob shoots the Boy who answered, "2" a glare and slams his fist down on his desk, putting a crack into it. "WRONG, YA DUM GROT! DERE'S FREE LEFT!" He thrust a sausagefinger at the three remaining cowering guardsman.
The nob took his bare hand and cupped the Sergeant's head, helmet and all and clenched his fingers. There was a growing, muffled scream from the sergeant for just a few seconds and then the whole class could hear the sickening cracking of the human's skull. He had clenched his fist down, killing and completely disfiguring the face of what was left of the sergeant. The two surviving guardsman shed a few tears at the loss of their squad leader. "NOW 'DERE'S TEW!!"
Mmmhm.. rememba to krack zume humie eadz when a git ez wrung. *the ork takes note on a plain metal scrap taken from a tau fighter by carving it with the horn of a chaos marine's helmet.*
The boy lifted up his hand and mouthed numbers while looking at his fingers, and lifting them one at a time. After a short while he looked back up with what might be considered a smile for an ork on his face. In his thinking, he was completely ignoring the nobz words. "A LIL 'UMIE, AND DIS MANY (He lifts up two fingers) 'UMIES EQWHALS SUM 'UMIES." He notices the guardsman with his head messed up. "EY WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT U'MIE" "OI, WHY WE'S EVEN DOIN THIS!? WE WAS BUILTS FOR 'FIGHTIN, NOT 'FORE 'FINKIN."
"DA BOSS WANTZ TA SEE 'OW MANY FINKAS DERE ARE AN' BRINGS DA ONEZ DAT ARE TA DA BOSS!" Which was strange, considering Bu'Losh is a Goff. Which would imply that the warboss is unusually smart for a Goff.
WOT!...me head is hurting...maybe..i need dis..maybe i don't(head butts nearest ork)...ahhh..me head feels better....maybe some more finking while all fuzzy..
