Warlord! I have found one of the spiked-boys! Shall I stomp it for you, or will I leave that pleasure for you to savour? Finally, some 'action'.
Iz aint too much wurried bout Stompin'. All da boyz know I kan stomp em right back! Iz just wunderin 'oo to Dakka furst. Da Prancy talkin' Bush...or da Bush wiv da spikey umie in it.
Attack 'im? oo does you fink you iz ta go tellin' me what ta do? I'll clobba oo I want, statin' wiv you!
Oi! What da ya thinkz your doin' boyz!? We got umies be clobbain'! Eldar just a bunch of whinney gitz! Iz want a real Waagh! Not diz dumb shitz!
Ta Dark Knight git iz rought! Snapz out of eetz ya gitz! Da iz a panzee an' da iz tryin' decieve uz an' turn uz against one uvtha, instead us fightin' each uvtha wez stompa an' shoot dem panzees for tryin' ta turn uz on one uvtha. Wez not 'umies or spiky 'umies, Wez da Orkz! Rememba dat ladz, an' you posh panzee git ya betta leg eet befor' iz blasta ya into muck! *Kustom Mega-Blasta hums with energy pointing at the eldar's head*
Wot? I knoo dat dey woz deseevin' uz. Dats why I woz decidin wich wun I woz gonna Fill full o' holes! But...since youz iz gonna blast da prancy Eldar. I'll go wiv da Spikey umie. *Point Kustom Big Shoota at the Chaos Marine's Face*.