Grogin pulled back with a grunt. "Wotever yuz say boss. All I'm sayin iz dis git wud 'ave us ferget alotta important fings just fer more beamy dakka. Dakka iz good by all meanz but itz not everyfing. " It was a tad ironic coming from the Tank Buster who had Mork knows how many rokkits and bombs stashed on him.
The Mek Boss sat down, mumbling. "De Kaptin iz alwayz 'ight...." Angrily mumbling to himself, starring with his little eyes on the stupid Nob. 'Wat doez hi 'now?! Nathing I tellz ya!' Tekno thought to himself, just waiting to get back in his workshop.... OOC: Heading home, ttyl guys! - due to flaw you can assume Tekno does whatever the Kaptin says
Ooc: gonna decide because i want to do that before i go to sleep. "Aight gitz ive decitet wat ma ship shoold have, since dem kommado types don speak much imma woot for yu. We shal has da beamas ahead, und da grappa sustem, for wen we loot dem otta shipses, i say we take dem bakky shooty guns but i wana hav dem dakka not mor beamy DAKKA, und last da biggur power plant for dis ships wills need dis power laterson." Now stanting tall and puffing up his chest. "i want yo tekno to begind da works, un yu oter two to collects any drifthas oud dere and i wants dem che..che.. TESTET. No yoofs if dey say dem mec sends dem to tekno to tests. If dem claims dem be painboys, dem stay on da ship we has no doc. Alls oters are to testet, yu pay is de teef yo can nok out of da boys ya test. If any goffs comes ear yuo shoot dem und loot dem, if skarboys den sent em to me, den i shoot dem. NOWS GET TO YUORS JOBSES." Looking at a grot on deck" i wants 4 squig pies ere und fungi beers or i eat yo". He then walks over to his kaptins throne to wait for his food and eventually hear his rapports.
"Aye boss! Willze do as yah say, mi Kapitan!" Tekno said walking away relaxed, glad to get back into solitude. The first thing he started to work on once he got the tools from his Workshop was the bigger Power Plant. That would have to get done first, to make sure suff... suffici..... Enough power is there! The Mek was whistling some tune as he was smashing, melting and merging things together to make a bigger generator. 'Yes! It would be a great Power Kor! One of da biggezt and beztezt generators!' It only took him a few hours to stomp it together. It looked weird to other Orks and critters, but amazing to him! It was a Plasma Generator from leftover Imperial Generators, combined with Ork-Tek! The only thing he did to finish the generator was to scratch the Aquillas off and replace them with the symbol of da Kaptin! That done he started to work on the Grappa System which would make already good use of the new generator.
With work progressing quickly on the improvements to the ship, the kaptin now had a new problem... Where to loot? According to the ship's stolen imperial star charts there were 4 worlds within one week's warp of the planet they currently were orbiting. One was called Threx, the orkish scrawled next to it said: "Ded borin, juzzt some 'umies choppin at plantz n' stuff." The second planet was called Westren, once again there was a note scrawled in orky: "A gud place! Dey got gunz n' shipz a' lotsa boyz ta foight!" The third being Tetred: "Lotsa foighten! Deyz 'umies like fighten up clos wiff shoiny armor! But dey don't got no gud tek" The final planet, Reydren. The note was scribled quickly, "Da fings, dedly fings, no loot, just bad fings, don't go, bad fings..."
OOC: Hi! ''Boss!'' Dok Gobfixa, the ship's painboy yelled, bursting in to the room, ''I gots bad news.'' He stood before Gorgits, his apron splattered with blood, and a random Ork foot in hand. ''Remember dat nob you wanted fixin? Well, I tried givin him a new arm but that didn work. So I tried stickin his head back on, but that didn work eitha. I'm afraid e's still ded.''
OOC: Character Sheet? After all we were not even having a Dok so far.... (not that we were aware of) if you have read at least the last few posts.... ^^ EDIT: Nevermind .... http://forum.eternalcrusade.com/threads/roleplay-character-database.5167/page-4#post-272400 Next time better post the link along with your 'hi'.....
Grogin waltzed about the ship with seven of his boyz in tow, the only ones to have survived the ship they wandered about tracking down lost orks in the spore pits that had formed amongst the air ducts in the ship with attendant grots bearing fungus beer. A group of mutineers was found in one of the old docking bays that had been turned into a breeding pen for the squigs and he snorted. "OIY UZ! Dis 'ere be da Kaptin's ship! No yoofs allowed. " The mob consisted of a number of smaller orks and a few nobs, his Tank Buster underlings cackled as they knew what was coming and the Commisar capped Nob whipped out what appeared to be a slugga that had it's barrel removed and instead a Rokkit placed in it's place. He fired. A boom resounded through the halls as most of the mutineers were blown to pieces along with the nobs at their hearts; only seven survived the blast and all were sliced by shrapnel. "Welcome ta da krew, take dere teef an bring em ta me. " Tucking his arm behind his back the nob walked off with his mob.
Yelling into the coms system" Oi boys i knows wher we raids first, Und wer is me repots. NO YOOFS" looking down at the mad-doc in front of him."Go fin grogin, hes tests da orks, sures dey neds yuar assi..assis.... Help". Hitting the buttorn so only the engenering bay where tekno is can hear him"How much tills da Deffstah cans fly rigt Tekno."
