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(Thanks Vik. I have had to sculpt squigs for use of the Zogwort rules,he can turn a character into one if he wins the die roll!) Ragnotz' squig just adds an extra attack on his profile.

One never knows how things will fare with the PDF.

Orkimedes was the Armaggeddon Big Mek.

Yes, I will work out each of the four brothers and how they do as the lower bosses were given fairly easy to take out places.)

Ragnotz' Tale


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On Narkutsk Tertiary, assigned to Ragnotz instead of the outer planets as a reward for his making the effort to make the WAAAGH!!! better by getting the humies riled up(or maybe it was a punishment by Magnotz for blabbing?) Ragnotz landed with his forces, he had also been assigned a mob of the one bunch of Orks he had always attempted to keep out of his horde,,,,Lootas! they would grab for all the good stuff before any other Ork, or take it from the others, including himself if they got the chance! Now he no longer worried as his bloodlust was upon him, his battlewagon, his pride and joy was rushing along with the trukks to do battle with the Humies puny warriors.

He looked at his mob of nobs, just six of them, but they were his best fighters. How long they would last was another story, but all armed with big choppas and sluggas, except squinty, he had a shoota/rokkit launcha, he had that so he could shoot an enemy tank. He had been a Tank Busta before moving up to the Nobz of Ragnotz. On his shoulder his pet growled, a face biter squig with a mean disposition, Ragnotz scratched under it's chin, "Now now Nippah! you nwill get food soon! fresh pinky meat fer ya!" Ragmnotz smiled, the wind whipping past his face, the rattle and vibration of the battlewagon under his feet, the thrill of the fight about to happen!

He remeber the day he was born, last of the four biggest Orks of the tribe to spawn, Magnotz was born first, clawing his way out and then making sure that the others who came out, one by one from the same fungal growth(Some orks said that this was a sign), where the four holes were side by side, in a cross shaped pattern, their cysts having been near other from the same spore! a mighty sign indeed.

He watched his brothers rise higher than him, they calling him "Da runt of da litta!" for oh so long. Now when he had attempted to wreck the WAAAGH!!, he had inadvertently made it a better fight! Magnotz "rewarded" him with Lottas, letting him have Deff-Guns for support, and the better ripe fruit of taking one of the main planets out instead of one of the moons, as the lower bosses had. Ragnotz smiled at that, he had taken the place of warboss Git-killa who was supposed to get the planet, but Git Killa was not fast enough, and Ragnotz beat him in their duel to prove who was the best ork!

Now he was heading to a good fight! the puny humies fired at the onrushing horde, and the ladz running behind needed a bit of a push, he screamed out for all of the mobz to hear, "WAAAAGH!!! so that they would speed up, at the same time, in another battlewagon, the weirdboy also bellowed WAAAGH!!! which double spurred them to battle, though boyz dropped from incoming fire, the mass pressed on.

Now he saw the lines of humans closer, speeding closer. Now the battle-wagon slammed in to the lines along with the trukks, and the battle-wagons, all slamming the enemy, the deff-rolla he had attached worked well, and the nobz leapt with him into the enemy lines, Big Choppas swinging. Ragnotz sent men flying across the battlefield. His nobz hacked and shot, all the trukk boyz were first into the fray , choppas and sluggas swinging wildly, power-klaws adding to the carnage.

Ragnotz' Big Choppa had whirling chain teeth on the blades, and it whirred and screamed out as it bit into flak armor and flesh and bone!, the PDF were also a mob of men holding back the first waves, but the pain boy kept things going. Then the humies were sent reeling as the other mobz closed in and flanked the humans and hacked into the defense lines. The artillery batteries of the Humies were battered by fighta bomma runs. explosions rocked the human support batteries, and the men to the rear of the fighting started to turn and run to the next line of trenches on Narkutsk Tertiary. Ragnotz laughed as he was hacking the enemy.

The humans that ran did not make it to the lines, as the enthusiastic boyz chased them down. The orks had pushed back the enemy to their next line of defense. Ragnotz orderd, "Load up ladz! we gotta go an' beat up the bunch all da way ovva der!" as he pointed at the second trench. This WAAAGH!!! was good after all!

With half the artillery gone, the humans were looking at the second attack as a major defeat on the horizon as the cloud of dust and smoke started back up, bikes, buggies and trukks with battlewagons laced in and the running on foot of the ork mobz approaching.
Trukks hit by missile or cannon fire made things worse as the trukks flew through the air and landed Orks closer to the line.

Ragnotz barked out, "Dat spot wit da flags and radio bitz is where we wants ta go!" And with that, the battlewagon and trukks headed in that direction as the bikes and buggies lead the attack on the rest of the line. "WAAAAAGH!!!" erupted along the ork rush as they charged in yet again. Ragnotz attacked again, Nippa leapt off his shoulder and ate a man's face, as Ragnotz carved his way into the HQ dugout. Once the officers were down, the human line routed and those that could ran for the city miles away from the battle.

Magnotz would likely be happy, as the news spread and more Ork klans would flock to the WAAAGH!!!, that would also make Ragnotz rise in the WAAAGH!!! hierachy, with and without bashing way to the upper levels. Once the trenches and artillery were smashed aside, Ragnotz looked up, saw it was getting late and said, "Make camp! tomorrah we Loot da city!"

is there nothing that can stop these madness? is the emperror truly dead? all this carnage...the green tide is underway and i fear for mankind...

by the way... some minor glitches:

Now he saw the lines of humans closer, speeding closer

one closer is enough... try a synonym for the other...

Nippa leapt off his shoulder and ate a man's face

ate sounds funny but a bit inapropriate for a squigg which is only marginally different from an our worldy animal...maybe devour or gorge would be better?

i really like how you first bring insights to ragnotz and the bunches youth and then you built up tension as you describe the battle.

Trukks hit by missile or cannon fire made things worse as the trukks flew through the air and landed Orks closer to the line.

reminds me of the suicide catapult of the goblins from WHFB^^ a nice image you created... orks so maddened for battle that nothing could stop them and even such things as exploding trukks get them to their targets...or should i say victims^^

this gets nicer and nicer (well nice as in gory^^)

cheers, vik

Orks will overwhelm a system if they do not get help fast enough, but the more you fight, the more the orks gather for that fight!

Facebiter squigs do love eating faces!

The double closer is that insane glee orks have.

Hey, the Orks gotta vent their frustrations somwhere!

Ramshcakle rules can have trukks winding up closer, unloading their passengers almost like an assault from their cargo section!

Glad you are liking it!

Next up, Gragnotz on the second most important planet in the system

Unless folks want more regarding Ragnotz on his fighting!?

now your pressing us to decide? that is so unfair^^ as usual we wanna hav`both! *stomps feet*

Well, then, we shall see about returning to Ragnotz after the other brothers have their turn! After all, the planets are big enough it will take time to conquer them all!

yep, that is an aspect of sifi i always found insufficently portrayed... most panets in fiction seem like only one town...and the concept of battle and such things has an air of an old western shootout...one battle and then the war is won/lost...look no furter than any Star wars storyline...really hoth was just conquered in one sweep? ???? naboo we really don´t want to talk about at all...and even tho on tatoine there were some more settlements, one feels stil that all is very cramped together...and then there was coruscant...planet wide city??? wtf...seriously i think lucas was often either pished to his eyebrows or some child wrote the story... so if you can portry a planet wide invasion that would be very pleasing...there is such a thing in fiction as realism too...or rather integrity...^^ don´t let my sour words here frighten you^^

Oh the concept is that planetary campaigns can take time to finbish as they have to conquer towns.villages/cities/forts/bases/then re-organize the defeated to do the work the Orks want done! As you will see, I am just doing first day stories for now, then the dragging on of Narkutsk Campaign.

So many world wide campaigns done by GW have been simplistic 8weeks of gaming fun, but do not show the players the real true nature that even in the far flung future, war could get entrnch3ed and take years like in the book 15hrs. The Humans and orks there fought for decades over the same trench zones, but a newby could last maybe a measly 15hrs.

Vraks campaign took them 10yrs or so to conclude as well. Wars are not over so fast, like some movie would show.

absolutly...! so more thrilling to see your take on that subject!

vik

Of course the Orks will be torn between enjoying constant war, and a long drawn out one too boot!

Gragnotz' Tale


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The PDF of Narkutsk II were also hit fast and hard by walls of vehicles and mobz stretching as far as they could see. Nothing would slow them down, or stop them for very long as they would merely come over and through the fallen comrades. The PDF had never seen the likes of it before! What they did not know was that it was the type of warboss Gragnotz was. From the front of his battlewagon, Gragnotz stood, one foot cocked on the forward lip of the cabin area. His klaw holding him fast as he had his ammo grotz continuosly fed ammo drums onto his arm as he fired them in a mad spree of fire; this would allow the grots to oil and help cool the weapon down. He laughed madly as he fired, but when they got closer to the enemy, he laughed more as he saw his weapon down human defenders, the crew of the wagon also fired the mounted big shootas and his nobz all fired wildly to see if they could hit anything as well. He spotted a vehicle that sported a bunch of large rokkits on it, and he let go with his rokkit launcha that was part of his Kustom weapon.

"Dat's it! we iz gittin' close! Get ready ta lay inta dem pink skinned runtz!" at which case they all grabbed their big choppas, the doc' spurted some foul looking fluid from his dity-'urty syringe, and the men before them all suffered as the deff rolla laced into the forward ranks of the platoons defending the city beyond. Simultaneously, as they WAAAGH!!!ed forward, the ork Horde was now in melee with the hapless humans, they had their rifles fixed with small knives and or swung some as if it were a club, but at least they were fighting and not running, Gragnotz hated that!

He could remember back when they were all born, he had always been looking for fights, and Magnotz always beat him, then one day, during a challenge fight, Magnotz tore his right arm off, the docs had reattached it, but it was never quite the same. One day, on a raid of some Eldar colony, they had sheared it off with their disc launchas and that was the end of his arm as it was shredded by the screaming disks. The bad doc and a mek had a cunning plan for this warboss who needed an arm, and they removed a Killa Kan arm and set it up as a shoota/rokkit launcha. Gragnotz was immediately overjoyed, now he tried to challenge Magnotz again with it, but again, all it did was result in his defeat at Magnotz' hands, but this time he had landed some wounds!

One day, he would lead the WAAAGH!!! but for now there were plenty of humies to fight and kill for the WAAAGH!!! "Let 'em have it ladz! rip 'em apart!" he laughed again as his power klaw snipped an officer in half. His men tried to run, but Gragnotz slapped them all as they tried to flee, he and his Nobz looked about, dead and wounded humies and orks all over the place, the ground slick with human and Orkish blood.

He breathed in through his nose, Blood, fear, smoke from burning vehicles, and encampment filled his nostrils ah he loved the smell of warfare! "Dat is da stuff! now we can go and smash more humies! get ready ta move on afta we figger out who is still able ta fight!" he ordered his ladz to evaluate who would be left with the doks aa they hurtled on to another defensive line. As they loaded up into their vehicles, the Orks looked up as the fighta bomma waves zoomed overhead, oh this was a good day to be an Ork!

oh this was a good day to be an Ork!

....

quote of the second edition of codex orks:

You see orks never lose,
If we're dead, we're dead so nobody cares,
If we win we've won,
If we run away we can always come back later
so orks never lose you see?"

so there is never a good day to be an ork... all days are created by gork and mork to be good for orks...


tho a cool read nevertheless... (i might add that a bit of spellchecking might be in order...)


cheers, vik

Fixed the spelling errors, I forgot to do so earlier Vik. I like that quote, they reprinted it in the present Ork Codex, fits the Orks well, but whn an Ork feels like that about a day of carnage, it is "Extra Speshul!" Some days are better than others!

yep thats right^^ i think orks are like the commander of the helicopter raid in apocalypse now...when he says: i like the smell of napalm..."

only orks are like that all of the time^^

Exactly all of the time.

Great work here, very descriptive and quite funny. Excellent! I look forward to hearing more...

@Trollpie: No worries, more is on the way, I have the other two War-brothers, and the Meks to feature as well.,

is gud

Zagnotz' Story


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On the main world of Narkutsk Prime, ti became apparent that the world needed some extra handling as it was big, and also well built up for such an agro world. Magnotz assigned one of the continents to Zagnotz, who was pleased enough as it gave him a chance to indulge his favorite hobby, trophy collecting!

Thinking back,m no matter who he fought, as long as he was the winner, he'd collect a trophy to remember that fight by, The one big fight he never collected from was when he and Magnotz had fought for control of the Klan. Magnotz had thrashed all of his brothers but made them each a warboss to control a sub-klan under the WAAAGH!!! Banner of Magnotz, for this birth of four from one fungal growth was a sure sign of greatness by the Gods It was meant for the "Bruvvas Notz" to "Whup da Ooniverse good and show all who da best wuz!" And so far, Magnotz had shown himself a capable leader of orks, the right pep-talks, the right head boncing, raids and such, now this was the true start for herer, narkutsk was the flashpoint that would make WAAAGH!!!-Matgnotz! begin it's growth across the sector.

Now here he was, on the soil of Narkutsk, rushing headlong on his Kustom Battlewagon built by Snog-Rot himself, under the thunder of the jet engines of the Snuka Fighta Bommas that were also a creation of that crazy Big Mekl! Zagnotz and his hordes were approaching the enemy lines as the humies kept their heads down from the bombing and strafing runs by the Sn-87's. Big shootas pelting the pink runts from above as then he watched the enemy lines also get pummeled by clusters of bombs, CRUMP_CRUMP_CRUMP! and fountains of dirt, defense trenches and men geysered into the air, the Orks all laughed at he scene.

Zagnotz checked his Twinlinked shoota, opened and closed his Klaw reflexively, soon he would get new trophies! A second Fighta-bomma wave dropped single bombs, that lit the enemy areas afalmne with huge stretches of gouting fire with the jellied prometheum bombs, it was an awesome display put on by those show-offs, the fly-boyz!

The biker boyz and nobz all got to the lines first, and now their speed advantage was gone, they had been mired in the human lines, well, that couldn't last much longer as the trukks and Wagons were almost there! He looked back at the footsloggers and bellowed for them to move it up, "WAAAGH!!!" which spurred the footsloggers on to greater speed as they all seemed to sprint in behind the vehicles. Enemy artillery, had fired back and now the orks laughed again as their fellow boyz went up in the air with the dirt and flames of the earth-shaker rounds hitting amongst them! Zagnotz watched a trukk flip end over end as a round had hit it, landing the trukk in the way of a battlewagon, which plowed through it on it's way tot he attack. Parts of Trukk and some boyz went flying in all directions as the collision did nothing to slow down the wagon. the crew and ladz on board laughing maniacally as they speared on ahead.

Then, the artillery stopped, and the trukks and wagons were amongst the battle line, Zagnotz leapt with his nob squad to attack the humans in the lines and he went after the one barking orders in along black coat. Humans and orks mingled in a dance of death as they wielded bayonets against choppas, pistols barked and body parts flew. the trenches were filled with rain from the morning, now tinged red in human and ork blood. Zagnotz grabbed the human in the black coat, and fancy hat with his Klaw, and snipped the man in two where he stood. Zagnotz took the time to take the fancy hat for clipping it to his belt. "Keep at 'em ladz! any mob dat runs from dese puny runts gets to do guard duty as we all feast ta-niite!" he barked out. That line fell swiftly after that as the footslgggers arrived to have some of the fun. After trophies and other gear had been looted, he ordered,

"Leave da grotz to gather up da stuff an' get it ready fer passin' around! Get on yer Trukks and wotnot and get going to da second line! da stompas will be marching soon an' we want them to have a clear path to da forts!" with that, he swung himself back into his battlewagon "Dese humies gave a better account dan dem Tau, or ovva panzies" he said, and off they went, more trophies awaited for the plundering!

The Orks were on for lightning warfare as planned out by Magnotz and the other brothers. With such attacks against human lines, what chance did the pinkies have?

seems really there is no hope in these orkinfseted lands...ohoh...one more brother still to go?^^

Viktor von Domm wrote:seems really there is no hope in these orkinfseted lands...ohoh...one more brother still to go?^^

Yeah. Magnotz, da ringleader!

onwards to the main event^^

There we shall have more wild times with the Orks!

Magnotz' Tale


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Well, now the game had started, Magnotz landed with his forces on Narkutskian soil, and was now leading his main hordes towards the apparently well defended capital city of Larmah. His fightas and fighta bommas clashed overhead with the air guard fightas from their hidden airstrips, as well as the horde running through the enemy artillery, and mortar barrages as they closed in on the defenses. His Kommandos had been working at slipping in and taking out defense bunkers and pillboxes as the Big Gunz traded artillery rounds with the humies. His horde for now was also protected from enemy air with the Flakka-dakka trukks driving along with his hordes that had the benefits of Tek' Sla's mass made Kustom Force fields that were there, it helped, not perfectly, but they helped less boyz, and vehicles succumbed to the incoming shells as the fields crackled and blunted or stopped the enemy fire. The Stompas also had KFF's on them and they were marching along with the horde.

It all brought him back, musing in his bionic bonce as he thought back to the first time, when he emerged first, of all the warboss brothers, of course they always told the story of the four big 'uns that emerged, but they always kept secret the fifth buvva, He was out there, amongst the horde, he had finally made it to nob size after so many years of being so puny for a warboss stock ork, or maybe he was a big grot? Nah, he had not the large ears or nose for a grot.

He also remembered the beat-downs hehad to give Zagnotz, Gragnotz and Ragnotz, Needa was a simple flick and he was done! Magnotz then took advantage of the results of the fight, mixed in with the prophecy of how their multiple birth from a single mushroom would be the results of the biggest WAAAGH!!! in the sector, and that became his driving goal, and he achieved command of all the blood axes and others in what was now his WAAAGH!!! Yes, this was his WAAAGH!!!

Magnotz of course had to prove himself many times over, fighting oither Orks, other klans, and aliens of all kinds, tin 'eads, panzies, (he loved smashin' their uppity gobs as they always seemed to feel that they were better than all other aliens and even better than the orks!)
He had smashed humies and beakies and the puny blue guys to get where he was, he even had a trophy from killing a brain bug from the Tyranids.

up ahead this defense was different than all of the others, he shouted back, "Looks like dey wants us ta have new wagons boyz!" ahead, he had spotted Leman Russ pattern tanks, he had the boarding ramp and Grabbin' Klaw readied by the crew of his wagon, the Gut-splitta, it's Deff-Rolla chgurning the soil and plants as it sped over the surface of Narkutsk. the first tank took a hit from the Deff-Rolla and broke into pieces as it exploded from the impact. The next tank was less fortunate, it had survived the ramming and skidded side-ways, the Grabbin' Klaw siezed it, as the boarding plank dropped.

Using the plank, Magnotz walked over to the hapless battle tank as it attempted to swing it's main gun around to shoot at the Battle-wagon. With his Power-sklaw spinning it's saw blade, he struck the tank with the potent alien close combat weapon, and tore that tank apart with his five blows, then he walked back to the rest of his Nobz and ordered the wagon crew to hit more. Rokkits surged out and damaged some, Tank huntas killed as many as they could get their hands on, and Magnotz killed over half a dozen alone. They had smashed aside the enemy tank company and now were zooming to the trenches where they could do more damage!

The humans fired more frantically seeing their tanks destroyed so savagely. Larger, slower, more potent vehicles crawled forwards to deal blows to the Orks, and the crews of these super-heavies were shocked as the shots were mostly negated by coruscating fields of blue crackling energy. At the rate of Ork movement, they kept headed to the lines and fortifications, the stompas attacked the giant crawlers, with their giant Klaws and chain rippahs the enemy super-heavies began exploding, also causing stompas to explode as well, much laughing occurred amongst the horde as they all loved a good blast.

Magnotz saw how much closer they were to the defense lines and he allowed the warp-'ead to channel a WAAAGH!! making the ladz move faster, but then, with a smile, and likely the trepidations felt in human hearts, he also bellowed, and with his "WAAAAAAGGGHH!!!!" the horde on foot surged ahead, catching up to the vehicle mounted brethren, all of which had been gunning their engines, but with the Warlord bellowing, he made sure that all Orks would get apiece of this action. As the wall of green and red slammed home, Magnotz leapt right over the top of the Battle-wagon, taking advantage of the sudden stop and kinetic energy of his body hurtling ahead, his Nobz also came forwards, mostly running, but Magnotz lead them in by that leap, landing in the thick of the humans. Mostly they were not wanting to get close to the power-klaw with the spinning blade on the lower appendage of it. He laughed as he pointed his other weapon at them and a gout of jellied promethium burned so many away, the charge allowed them to close in and lay into the humies with big choppas, the humans feebly hit back and then the nobz and their klaws amongst the horde killed so many and Magnotz killed more with the Power-(s)klaw. the mingled battle of orks and humans lasted a while, so many of these hujmans were fighting to protect their homes and those relying on them, so they fought bravely but in the end, Magnotz's horde carried the day and had seen victory when the battle was ended.

Taking stock as the doc patched up the Nobz that got cut, he looked about at the carnage and he smiled, then he raised his arms up triumphantly and said, "WHO' DA BEST!?" to which the Orks shouted "WE ARE!" still smiling he then raised his head and lead a thunderous "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGH!!!!" as the horde shook the air with the battle cry of their race.

Now, WAAAGH!!!-Magnotz had finally arrived!

last part was viciously brutal, liked the first paragraph the most, most strategic description of the whole storyline! liked that! nice of you to include our all brainchild needa^^ this will be interresting^^

if it weren´t for the killing of so many humies i would be joining now the warcry^^

vik

For an Ork, Magnotz is a military genius But he is also basically Blood-Axe and was a Kommando at one point when he had been Nob sized.

Now you can be glad that your Vik-torians will not be on the receiving end of the WAAAGH!!!

*grumbles* ^^ well seems to me i have to think up a clever plan myself...we can´t have it that the green tide have it their way all the way...i sayth the nay!

Viktor von Domm wrote:*grumbles* ^^ well seems to me i have to think up a clever plan myself...we can´t have it that the green tide have it their way all the way...i sayth the nay!

LOL! I have painted the scenes for just day 1 of the WAAAGH!!!.