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**Freddie Gibbs**

OOF! *What an odd crunching sound. At least he didn't die from the fall, so that's goIS THAT 'NOTHA ORK!?*
Orh, ey GITFACE! WOT YA DOIN' CHOPPIN' GITS WIVOUT ME!?

**Warboss Fleshbull**

WHAT YOU DOING HERE YOU BLOODY GIT, THOUGH YA WAS SHOTTED FULLA HUMIE BULLETS AT ARMAGEDDAN! *Gives hug whilst holding decapitated guardsman head*.

**Ashiraya**

*The poor Skrillexus promptly lands on Fleshbull with a loud noise*

**Freddie Gibbs**

I dun even remember ya, bu' woteva 'E GOT A THUNDERDAKKAJET UP 'DERE dat 'as ME MEGA ZAPPA GUN!
*He points upwards to the flying corrupted Thunderhawk.* An' 'dere's even a PROPA FIGHT up 'dere too, so GIT YA FEET OVER 'ERE SO 'E CAN ZAP UP THERE AGAIN!

Oh, an' 'e could take 'dat pink git over 'dere wiv us fer distrakshun.

**Warboss Fleshbull**

Alright who wants of dis intestine soup? got it offa crimson humie after i lopped his ead' off..

*Hands out intestine soup*

**Ashiraya**

*Skrillexus rises from the dust, his gaze jumping back and forth between the two Orks.*

...Waaagh?

**Warboss Fleshbull**

WAAAAAAAAGH!?.

Intestine stew? *Shoves bowl in front of the marine*.

**Freddie Gibbs**

Roight, les' eat dat stew 'dere, an' GIT GOIN'!

*He grabs the bowl from the other ork, and gulps half of it down, before giving it back to him.* Eh, not bad.

**Warboss Fleshbull**

ME STEW! YOU BASTARD!. IM GONNA SKIN YA ALIVE!.

*Brings out knife and jumps on the other ork*

IM FROM DA GOFFS, YOU NEVER MESS WITH A GOFF HOLDING A BLADE YA GIT!.

**Freddie Gibbs**

*He steps aside, as he smacks a fist to the side of the Goff git's head.* YA OFFERED IT TA ME, YE DUMB GROT! An ya jus dun' skin a ZOGGIN DEFFSKULL!

**Warboss Fleshbull**

I DONT CARE IF YA A BLOODY DEFFSKULL YA GIT! I OFFERED IT TO YA, I TOLD YA TO SIT DOWN. NOT GRAB IT OUTTA ME BLOODY HANDS AND DRINK HALFA IT.

*Throws bomb in the room, everything blows up, wakes up dazed*

**Freddie Gibbs**

QUIT THROWIN' BOwait, ar' we in a room?
*Crazygit looks around rather confused, as he's not exactly sure if he remembers having fallen down into a house.*

**the shrouded lord**

Uhhh, he knows that bomb was marijuana device, right?
*sees ork dancing*
Nope.

**Warboss Fleshbull**

Wha? whadda bloody ell' is going on?.

Ima sorry for da brawling me Ork mate, how abbot we go and eat some of da Squig beer i have in ma pack.

*Brings out two pints, puts on table, drinks one.*

**Freddie Gibbs**

... Eh, why not. *He grabs one of them, and downs it easily.*

But oI stell need 'dat zoggy Mega Zzappa on dat big jet fing.

**SkavenLord**

Emperor's throne they're GREEN! *forgets thepowerfulwill is still holding onto him and drags thepowerfullwill to where the Orks are*

**Warboss Fleshbull**

WHADDA BLEEDIN' ELL' IS DIS ANTARTIC CAT, LOOKS TASTIN…MIGHT NEED SOME TYRANID SAUCE...

**SkavenLord**

Who? Me? But I'm part walrus! I'll taste chewy!
On a side note, BLEEEEUUUURRRGHH!
*vomits loud metal music*

**the shrouded lord**

Cat, if you dont shut up, I'm going to eat you. I will explode I'm the process,
But you will die.

**Ashiraya**

*Skrillexus just stands still, hunched over with an O.O expression and a dropped jaw, not even understanding half of what just happened.*

**Warboss Fleshbull**

LOOK AT DAT! WE GOTTA TYRANID AND A CHAOS MARINE!.

TENTACLES AND SHELLFISH SOUP

*Drags out snotling in bag, decapitates it, and eats the head*…

JUST MAKIN MESELF A STARTER

**SkavenLord**

*Stops vomiting* Alright! Alright! I'll knock it off!

**Warboss Fleshbull**

YOU AINT GETTIN NO-WHERE CAT…

*Grabs cat, throws it in the bag and starts sharpening razor saw blades as cutlery*

OOH, WE GOT US TENTACLE AND SHELLFISH SOUP, WITH A FELINE GRATING ON TOP.
BETTER GET ME CHEESE GRATER…

**the shrouded lord**

Good...
Also
@orks: when I was dead, mork (or was it gork) appeared to me and said
"oy! Wot da hel Er ya doin' In me dreem land? Get da hel awt!"

**Warboss Fleshbull**

the shrouded lord wrote:
Good...
Also
@orks: when I was dead, mork (or was it gork) appeared to me and said
"oy! Wot da hel Er ya doin' In me dreem land? Get da hel awt!"

AH, DONT WORRY SPACE LIZZAD. HE DID THAT TO ME ONCE I WAS DECAPITATED BY A BLOODY BLOOD RAVEN GIT.

**Freddie Gibbs**

... Roight, I'm outta 'ere.
*And with a VERY loud bang, the Big Mek teleports out of the room, leaving the rest to do whatever they want.*

**Ashiraya**

*The Noise Marine weeps over the loss of the Mek, and slowly fades out of existence.*

**Guardsmen Bob**

*Not knowing how to surf, let alone surf a drone, Bob crashes into the empty thunderhawk's engine.

The sky is engulfed in a fiery explosion, and bitz rain down in a steel (REIGN) rain.*

(Man, this thread is really moving.)

**Warboss Fleshbull**

NOOOOOOOO! NOW IMMA DA ONLY ORK IN HERE…

*Picks up the guardsman*

OI! PUNY HUMIE! I WANT TO EAT YOUR ARM.

**Ashiraya**

*Far up above, aboard the Serpent's Revenge, Sorcerer Lord Sharikh covers the faceplate of his helmet with his palm.*

So I'll have to go back in time and get back that Thunderhawk AGAIN? How incompetent is it allowed to be before the Gods end you out of mercy? That was the last time I am sending down Skrillexus and Kharaxx in the same vessel...