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**Ashiraya**

*Kharaxx kneels, clutching his head in his hands as the horrors of Slaanesh, unbearable even for one such as him, play out in his head. Both he and Skrillexus seem to not fall off, however; their magnetic soles remain functional.*

**Freddie Gibbs**

*Right now, Crazygit couldn't care any less about the horrible sound (even if it makes his ears bleed), as he climbs back onto the wing, and scans for the big gun again.
Which of course still is on top of the Thunderhawk.*

**thepowerfulwill**

*Is writhing madly at the sights within his head slamming his fist into the carapace of the tyranid.*

AUXILIARY! THIS (AWESOMELY NAMED) NOISE-CREATURE BURNS MY MIND! THE DOGE AUXILIARY! THE DOGE!

**Freddie Gibbs**

Gotta... git... dat... GUN! *Crazygit desperately tries to climb up to the main gun, but the sound makes his orky brain dimmer with all sorts of wubs and wows, as he repeatedly slams his head into the wall of the jet.*

**Ashiraya**

((I almost feel cruel for linking that gak. I can literally feel my IQ drop when I watch it.))

**Freddie Gibbs**

(I'm more surprised why I haven't found this thread earlier.

)

**Ashiraya**

((Also, Brother Skrillexus is the most brilliant name for a Noise Champion ever devised. Silentspy22 deserves a fething medal for suggesting it.))

**SkavenLord**

NOT LOUD ENOUGH! NOT LOUD ENOUGH!
TUUUUUUUUUUURN IIIIIIIIIIT UUUUUUUUUP LOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

*Belches very loud metal music*

**Guardsmen Bob**

Sgt_Smudge wrote:
**catches Guardsman Bob in one hand and throws krak grenade at the Thunderhawk 's engines**
Blessed Emperor, guide my throw so that it may smite the unclean heretics that taint Your name!
**grenades explode**

*What the space marine really caught was a (dead) guardsman traitor. The real Bob actually flew through the thunderhawk, and fell into a brothel where he was tended too.*

"Ahhem. Sorry ladies, and Daniel, but I've got a job to do."

*He walks outside and sees the thunderhawk rise higher into the sky*

"Well

, now how am I going to get in on the action?"

**thepowerfulwill**

A tau drone inscribed with the mark of khorne and bearing two poorly welded handles on the sides, floats near by the guardsman. It beckons.

**the shrouded lord**

* throws off the khorney tau.
Jumps off the thundrhawk, not realising it is rising*
oh, well

Me then
*splat*

**Guardsmen Bob**

*seeing the drone, Bob hesitates*

"I know I shouldn't go messin' with alien technology...or heretical things. However, they never told me that I couldn't use alien heretic things."

*Rips off the handlebars, and begins to surf the drone*

**Ashiraya**

Stop it!

*Kharaxx rises to his feet, walks over to the frenzied Skrillexus and promptly kicks him in the groin. The Noise Champion falls over and lies down on the hull, the pain causing him to both weep and shiver in ecstasy.*

Now, let's see here...

*He puts his dagger back in its sheath before pulling out Gorestorm, his Daemonic power axe. He then begins stalking the roof, searching for any remaining boarders.*

**Freddie Gibbs**

*And the Big Mek was slicing the compartment holding the massive cannon, as he's still determined to get his grubby hands on it.* Ohohoh, 'dis'll fit roight o' me Gargant!

**Ashiraya**

You! Greenskin! Stay off that Turbo-Laser!

*Kharaxx draws his dagger and throws it in one motion, aimed for the big green head of the Mek.*

**Freddie Gibbs**

Oh, ya still 'ere, spikey-boy? OI ain't goin' down wivout 'dis fing, loike it er-
*His sentence got interrupted by the sudden knife, so he rolls aside from it, and ends up hanging off of the side again, with the knife in his shoulder.* BAH ZOGGIN' 'ECK! Let me 'least finish!

**Ashiraya**

*Kharaxx pulls out his Plasma Pistol and aims it squarely for the Ork, carefully fondling the trigger with is index finger but not yet pulling it.*

Prepare to meet your gods, Ork...

**Freddie Gibbs**

Oh no. *He really doesn't want to get hit by one of those things again, so he slings back along the side to get to the back, ripping the knife out to throw it at him on the way.* ZOG OFF AN' LET ME LOOT!

**Ashiraya**

*The dagger promptly bounces off Kharaxx' ancient Power Armour, the monomolecular edge leaving quite the mark but not penetrating the plate. He roars in anger and sprints after the Ork.*

**Freddie Gibbs**

*And now Crazygit waits at the back, just waiting for the tin-can marine to appear, so he could give him a good cutting, grinning at the roar he hears.*
Ya, GET OVA 'ERE, YA GIT!

**Ashiraya**

*Kharaxx hangs his axe on his back and holsters the pistol.*

I will crush you with my bare hands!

*He rushes in and, as soon as he spots the Ork, he leaps at him in attempt to wrest the Burna out of his grasp.*

**Freddie Gibbs**

Ah, a propa fight, eh? *Being a lousy ork that he is, he lights the Burna up and sticks it right into the other's gut, before he leaps out of the way, slamming right into the back of the Turbo-Laser casing.*

**Ashiraya**

((Assuming the Kan Opener was activated?))

*Kharaxx leaps onto the Burna, the belief-powered Orkoid weapon slicing into the armour and drawing blood. With a snarl he grabs the Burna and hurls it off the side of the Thunderhawk, before turning his gaze to the Ork, lifting his bladed gauntlets, eyes literally glowing with hatred.*

**Freddie Gibbs**

(He was using it to cut the casemate of the Turbo-laser, so yeah

)

EY! *He lunges his hand at the spiked hand, and another fist at the elbow to try and bend it the wrong way.*
DAT WOS ME GUD BURNA, YA GIT!

**Ashiraya**

FEEL THE FIRE OF THREE THOUSAND YEARS' HATRED!

*Kharaxx sidesteps the blows and suddenly catches on fire, the flames spreading quickly from his armour onto the hull around him, and further still. He stands still, roaring in anger, as the blazing wildfire seems to pulse like a grotesque heartbeat.*

**Freddie Gibbs**

G-AH! *He does not want any of THOSE flames on him, so he backs away, and looks at the other.*
No fair, ya usin' ZOGGY MAGIC!

**Ashiraya**

*Kharaxx keeps roaring and burning, but something unexpected happens...*

Brother!!! Can you feel the ecstasy!? Oops!

*Skrillexus suddenly appears and seems to try to charge-hug Kharaxx, but he misses and thus nearly a ton of overjoyed Noise Marine happily slams into the Ork with enough force to risk throwing them both off the Thunderhawk. Skrillexus keeps singing something unintelligible sounding like 'WUBWUBWUB', as well as crying and laughing simultaneously.*

**Freddie Gibbs**

*And thus, that's when Crazygit falls off, with an angry and confused whine.*
ZOGGIN' NO!

**Warboss Fleshbull**

TIME TO EAT SOME HUMIES!.

INTESTINE STEW LADS!.

*Swings axe at everyone*

**the shrouded lord**

*lands on rippers*
oh, ok then...
BOOF
*is landed on by an ork*