1. Any worshipers of Chaos are effectively slaves of Chaos. Orkz may worship Gork and Mork, but they're not slaves to them. They simply do what they think is best, which so happens to be fighting. 2. The Orkz are amongst the numerous races in the universe, potentially even more numerous than the Tyranids. They have settlements and bases all over the Milky Way, and presumably there are many, many more of them outside of it. 3. Orkz that have fallen to Chaos promptly get kicked or booted out by proppa Orkz. 4. The Chaos Gods are not orky. Even Khorne, who is traditionally associated with bloody melee, does so because he literally is bloody combat incarnate. Orkz, again, do it because they think its fun. Khorne in return probably can't even spell fun. 5. Chaos is unorky.
Iz dem sneaky chaos gits tryin' ta sep... sebver... trick us in ta 'elpin' dem spikey buggers again? I say we kick dere teef in an' loot their stuff an' go back to krumpin dem marine boyz. Ya wiv be boyz? WAAAGH!!!
Why don't you stop your recruitment drive for at least a day? Or do I need to unleash the Harlequins again? Although the Orcs are a PITA, they are still the noble descendants of a mighty race. A race we stood shoulder to shoulder with in the early days, fighting the Necontyr. Let them choose their own path.
We are not' Da servitor of da spikey boyz! W're da Orks, we stomp' all of Da thingz which are not'orky! Our god iz not Khorne or Nurgle, it'z Gork and' Mork! And don't' try to kommand uz spikey boyz, or you will have some surprise. WWWAAAAAGGHHHH!!!!!
Oi! Only fing dem spiky boyz are gud fer iz dem flashy shootas an' wagons. I sayz we krump dem, loot der stuff and make it inta proper shootas an' wagons. I'll even do da' kustomization at half da' cost I normally charge. Bring me da spiky boyz stuff and I'll make it orky fer ya. No gud havin' a mek around if he ain't got nothin' to work wif.
Get off ma lawn ya git! Ye'z moar funny to krump rada dan help. Pluz, i donut wunt ma weapponz to turn into wun of yer zkreammin wunz, dey're zoggin'nnoying! Nuffing'z betta dan da DAKKA metall zound, EH EH AH!
Ye big spiky git ye cant even get along wit da uder spikeys an' ya tink ye can un-it-e err zog it! We be comin fer ya, ya zoggy grot brain!
When wez stomped, Krumped, smashed, n burned Oll da verse. Den wez just gonna move ta da next one. When Wez done Wiff dat one, n da next, n da next, den wez gonna stomp dem puny smelly Grotz YA kall godz. Den we gonna fight each ovah! En when derz only one Ork left. Et will be da biggest, baddest, n orkiest OV OLL orkz. Den dey will look upon wot az kom n gone, n den dey will smile. N say "DAT WAZ A GOOD FIGHT!" Den Gork n Mork will stop Fightin' each ovah ta fight dat boss! ET will be a even bettah fight. Just finkin' bout ET makez me wanna WAAAGH!!! right now!
