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A - 6
B - 0
C - 6

One more vote to go. But, the update won't come before tomorrow.

Someone, please vote for the Battlewagon, do you really want a Wartrakk over a Dethrolla?

Seconding a vote for the battlewagon. An army needs a tank, not a moped.

Errr changing my vote. A

n0t_u, could you use some sort of deadline method to determine which option gets picked? I'm loving the story (and the concept) it just takes ages for people to post their choices and I really want to read the next bit .

Also, A as I'm getting an awesome mental image of a load of gretchin hanging on for dear life and knocking down loads of orks.

Well it really comes down to when I think I can write it well enough. Theres no drafts at all, just what I post. So if I think it's not going to be good enough I don't post it

A!!

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A. Grab a Battlewagon and get out of the camp

The Gretchin swarm managed to pass through a large area of the camp with little more than the odd verbal insult from the occasional Ork they passed. When it had actually came to coming up with a plan, the Gretchin simply went with the first good plan they came up with; avoid the big smashy stuff and look for a Trukk. Nippy led the swarm with his Bolt Pistol, followed closely by Speedy and Wheely-Git. They were the few Gretchin left with Flak armour and Lasguns. Thee rest had a bunch of sharp objects they came across as they went. If an Ork tried to smash them, and Nippy managed to convince the Gretchin not to flee, they woud likely rip the Ork apart. Eventually after about an hour of runing in no real direction, they came across the biggest Mek Shop there. They seeped through the small cracks and holes in the wall like water. Once inside they were lucky enough to find that for some reason thre were no guards. A wall was covered with various large metal drums. When they moved closer they realised that one of the drums was actually snoring.

They dragged the random scrap that had piled up around the drums and discovered it had arms and legs. They had found a Killa Kan. Nippy climbed up the side of the can and tried to look in through a small viewing hole in the front. He knocked on it a few times and the Killa Kan jerked into conciousness. It quickly turned and ran screaming as it went. Eventually it found a courner and crouched down in it shaking. Nippy walked up to the frightened can. "Oi wotz rong?" asked Nippy. The Killa Kan didn't reply, but had turned to face Nippy. It's shaking had stopped. "Dun worry! Wez Gretchins iz gonna be da boss" said Nippy. "Wot?" repied the Kan, it's voice echoed metallically. "Wez gunna smashes dem den deyz gunna lissen to da Gretchins ordas" relied Nippy. The Killa Kan slowly stood up to full height. "Wez gonna need a big smashy thin den" said the Kan. "Wez needs a Trukk furst" said Nippy.

"Den wes takes da Big Trukk wif da smashy thin on da front" said the Killa Kan. "Were iz it?" asked Nippy. "I taekz yooz dere! But onli if yooz taekz me wif yoo" replied the Killa Kan, obviously not used to being a Killa Kan yet. "Alright! Wotz ya name?" asked Nippy. "Dun know wot ma name iz" replied the Kan. "Let call 'im Smashy Kan" yelled out Speedy. "Datz a gud name" said Smashy Kan.

They walked through the Mek shop, following Smashy. The quiet sound of the Gretchin's feet hitting the metal completely drowned out with their voices by the loud metallic thuding of the Killa Kan's foot steps. It was easily the height of six to ten Gretchin. Both arms ended with a large circular saw. It was amazing that no Orks had found them yet. Their absense left the Gretchin feeling uneasy, they flinched at each courner half expecting some Orks to be standing there with smiles on their faces and Choppas in their hands. After a few twisting hallway they came to a large open room. Inside was a variety of Ork vehicles. Bikes, Deff Koptas, War Trakks, Trukks, Deff Dreads, Killa Kans, Battlewagons. All at different stages of construction. The Bikes, Deff Koptas, Deff Dreads and Killa Kans were little more than the starting of their chasis. The rest were more closer to completion. But, the swarm was already heading to the Battalewagon.

On the front of it was a Deff Rolla on the back, the starting of a roof. It looked like they were in the middle of giving it a closed compartment. The Gretchin quickly climbed into the back of the Battlewagon. Nippy, Wheely-Git and Speedy headed to the driver's compartment. There they found a large Mek. Sleeping soundly in the driver's seat. Covered in Mega armour, he held the wheel and was steering it in his sleep making engine sounds from time to time. The opposite wall looked like it had been repaired recently. Smashy pushed his saw through the widow. Blood flew around the driver's compartment and sprayed out the windows as the Mek was woken to the sound of the Kan's circular saw. He yelled in pain, but was soon quiet. Nippy opened the door and Smashy pushed him out. Speedy and Wheely-Git got into their posititions. Wheely-Git behind the wheel watching for Nippy's directions. Speedy was on the acelerator pedal, but with Fun-Krusha abandoning them they had to get a new Gretchin to use the brakes. He was quicly named Fun-Krusha 2. Smashy climbed into the back of the Battlewagon, the Gretchin running to avoid being crushed. Nippy was standing on the dashboard, with a nod the engine was started and the wagon flew through the wall.

They quickly grabbed the attention of the Orks after the sped right over a brand new Deff Dread out for it's first stroll. They were now being chashed by two Trukks and about three Wartrakks.

What will you do?
A. Stop the Battlewagon and watch them bounce off the back
B. Speed up and get back to the cave
C. Turn around and run over them

C! Loot the rokkits off the wartrakks though

C ... though nippy should take a shot with his bolt pistol number of times i've killed a trukk that way

a

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That's the final vote we needed if I can add.

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C. Turn around and run over them

Nippy smiled. "Oi Wheely-Git! Smash em!" yelled Nippy. He laughed as the Battlewagon spun around to face the Orks chasing them. The Battlewagon flew forwards, the Deff Rolla throwing up chunks of ground as they went. The first Wartrakk went under the Battlewagon, with little more than a slight bump. The spikes on the Deff Rolla smashing the driver and pasengers, their faces showing their shock shortly before they were ripped apart. The Wartrakk was perforated, it's chared, warped and twisted carcass flew out behind the Battlewagon in chunks. The other two swerved to the sides to avoid the Deff Rolla. But, they were soon stopped as the arms of the Killa Kan, Smashy, poked out the sides. Saws spinning they cut through the Wartrakks ripping them apart.

The Trukks drove up beside the Battlewagon, staying cautious of the Killa Kan. The Battlewagon started changing it's speed to avoid the boarding planks. Nippy fired his Bolt Pistol wildly in their direction. One bolt caught an Ork in the head as he was lowering the boarding plank. His head exploded spraying the others with chunks of bone and brain. His body fell hanging onto the boarding plank. The Battlewagon slowed down a bit for the upcoming courner. The Trukk's boarding plank caught on the Deff Rolla and it span left in front of the Battlewagon. Soon after, it passed under the Deff Rolla, it's crushed form slid to a stop behind them. Only two Trukks were left now, they were no longer using their boarding planks.

Instead they started trying to bash at the sides of the Battlewagon. Smashy's arms swung wildly out the sides of the Battlewagon as he tried to deal with the Trukks. Nippy continued to fire his Bolt Pistol at the Trukks. His shots either missed completely or embeded themselves in the Trukk. Unfortunately none of the bolts expoded near any vunerable parts. Fun-Krusha 2 hit the brakes. The Battlewagon skidded to a stop and one of the Trukks smashed into the back. It's frame weaked by the bolts, it's engine caved in and the Orks were launched into the arms of Smashy. Laughing, Fun-Krusha 2 got off the brakes and the Battlewagon flew forwards. It's rear track flung dirt and rocks behind it as it sped up. The other Trukk had sped past them and circled around. Now it was in the path of the Deff Rolla and franticly trying to avoid passing underneath it. The Battlewagon turned left and passed through the main gate. The Orks in the Trukk laughing and mocking the Gretchin. However they weren't paying attention to where they were going and the Trukk smashed into the wall. The speed crushed it and launched the Orks out at the wall. Not all of them died, but they had no way to follow them anyway.

As the Battlewagon sped to the cave Nippy and the other Gretchin noticed something happening in the sky. They stopped the Battlewagon and looked to the sky in awe. Streams of orange were falling from the sky. "Wot iz dat boss?" asked Speedy. "I dun knoe..." replied Nippy. The stars continued to fall, the Gretchin watching.

What will you do?
A. Just go back to the cave
B. Go and try to find some of the shooting stars
C. Create your own choice

C: Drop pod? Time to work out an escape root ... any one know how to build a rocket?

A. need to restock

B.

C: Go back and deth roll the camp!

A

A, the shooting stars are drop-pods, going back to the cave will allow them to get more ammunition, create a defense and use the space marines numbers and size against them in the tightly packed interior of the cave.

A

A

C: Build a Killkannon for the Battlewagon, then B.