make an orkmoticon story

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**warboss spinetwizta**

use some text and mainly orkmorkmoticons to make something with at least some plot it can be funny or serious heres an example:MARRICK THE DRUNKEN COMISAR

hello...hic1 slurrs marrick wot da

an angry

replies as

hugs him
DID I MENTON THERE WAS GOING TO BE A REWARD FOR THE BEST ONE!

**InyokaMadoda**

Er....your 'story' doesn't have much of a plot. And it's not funny. And I'm not sure it's serious. I think it just 'is'.

Perhaps you could give us a proper example to get the thread started?

**Malecus**

While on first thought I found this to be a lame idea... I almost have to try it anyway to see if it can be done.

The setting: An Ork encampment, late night after a hard day's WAAAGH. Zagrag (Burna Boy) and Golbash (Grot Herder) have adjacent tents.

Golbash:

Zagrag:

Golbash:

Zagrag:

Golbash:

Zagrag:

Golbash:

Zagrag:

Golbash's Tent:

Zagrag:

Golbash:

Zagrag:

Golbash:

Zagrag:

(Moments later)

Zagrag:

**warboss spinetwizta**

Malecus wrote:While on first thought I found this to be a lame idea... I almost have to try it anyway to see if it can be done.

The setting: An Ork encampment, late night after a hard day's WAAAGH. Zagrag (Burna Boy) and Golbash (Grot Herder) have adjacent tents.

Golbash:
Zagrag:
Golbash:
Zagrag:
Golbash:
Zagrag:
Golbash:
Zagrag:
Golbash's Tent:
Zagrag:
Golbash:
Zagrag:
Golbash:
Zagrag:

(Moments later)

Zagrag:

i rate
7/10

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the setting:a hab bar with a drunk a drunk pervert and a inquistor who gos two far
drunk: I <3

inquistor:

WE NEED REINFORCEMENTS!
(soon)

WERES THE FIRE!

(THE REST OF THIS STORY HAS BEEN DECLARD :excomicate riduclas: by the inquisation)
you may ask waht the drunk perv came in eh?
well he was shot in the resulting ork attack

**HellsGuardian316**

Lord Archilas of the

was bored one day and had a brilliant

he got onto comm's and

a huge speech that rallied many

with an epic plan to invade the evil

empire to kill their

and cook him for lunch.

Archilas made promises of

for all those that joined his cause and even hinted that they might get some

action if they behaved. Obviously the boring

wasn't

as usual, pointing to some astartes book that

Archilas couldn't be bothered to read, prefering to

instead as the

spoke of yet another new codex release, secretly the

were a little

at the

and wanted to start a

.

They invaded the planet en mass using many

craft kindly lent by the

There was constant

and

everywhere. However

Archilas got very

embarrased when the

and the

finally died down only to find they hadn't been fighting

but had been

and bombing the

. He threw off his power

in temper and

for ages. He collected his loyal

who all thought he was a daft

and went home.

But hidden from atop of a cliff,

cackled "hehe, just as planned"

**JohnHwangDD**

Yo, Dawg...

...

___

At first I was like

But then I

**Lordhat**

JohnHwangDD wrote:Yo, Dawg...

...

___

At first I was like

But then I

LOL I just found that site last night... LOVE it.

**person person**

KILL MAIM BURN!!!

Wot?

This

Blood for the Blood God!

Whaaagh!

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!!

WHAAAAAAGH!!!

Hai Guize, your kinda on our planet. Are you interested in

?

Guess what happens next.

**MeanGreenStompa**

**bigfood**

On the planet named Charon V, the

have a hidden warp portal. Hidden, until some

come along. They are sitting at their camp

and try to eat some
baked

The

is so old that it has developped some life of it´s own and runs away not to be seen again. The

try to follow the

and come along the

portal. They try to enter it, but they don´t see how to do it. There are just funny letter-combinations, like

After trying for a while, the

say.: " Well,

it" and have a drink.

Copyrigt bigfood, 2009

**SagesStone**

The

suddenly saw what had been the source of the recent explosion, the wreckage of the once proud Leman Russ named the Aegis of Cadia falling around him. The narby

lead the remaining few

over the hill towards the explosion. They would get vengance for the 198th Regiment's most prized relic. At least that was the intention of the

as the

became more and more unsure as they saw more and more of the cause of the explosion come over the hill. The Trygon slithered over the hill towards them, a Vendetta shot at it, only to be swiped away effortlessly. The Trygon then noticed some nearby Medusas and went after them. The firery explosion of it broke the resolve of the

, they wanted revenge, but they weren't suicidal. The

saw the few remaining

run in the face of the monstrosity, he stood calm drew his

and took aim at the fleeing

. He managed to hit them all perfectly in the back of the head. "Cowards.." muttered the

, before turning back to deal with the current problem. As he walked forward towards it, he noticed a lone

, a vox caster. The

held the barrel of his Lasgun to his head, then saw the

who calmly pushed it away. "

, put that down, the fight isn't over yet" said the

. "Y-yes sir.." replied the

. "Is the rest of your platoon dead?" asked the

, looking around the battlefield for anything he could use to take out the Trygon. "Y-yes, only I survived... The other survivors ran, but the

killed them all before being hit by some of the Aegis" replied the

, pausing in parts of his sentence to look around. The

noticed that the

's leg had been torn off, probably from a more smaller Tyranid. "Alright, there's something I want you to do for me" said the

. "W-what is it sir?..." asked the

. "Tell command to perform an Exterminatus, don't worry it won't kill either of us. We won't be around for it to harm us" said the

. "Yes sir" said the

, it appeared as if that meant that the

was going to help him evacuate to the nearest

Navy ship. However after the message had gotten through command and reached it's destination; an orbiting

ship, things became a lot clearer for the

"Sir, they've received the message and we have one hour for evac" said the

. "Good work

" said the

, he drew his

and executed the

for his previous cowardice. The

turned to face the Trygon, smiled and walked towards it saying a few prayers. For the remaining hour he managed to cut through the bunch of Gaunts and Hormagaunts surrounding the Trygon. As the

started to strike the Trygon, he noticed the familiar shape in the air quickly growing in size. The

Took his Powersword and smashed the Trygon in the face with it as it dove at him. As the missle was about to impact the ground, the

was severly wounded by the beast. "The Emperor's Devine Judgement shall soon be upon you foul beast..." said the

, smiling, as he lost conciousnes from the blood loss. The Exterminatus Missile struck the ground a few seconds later. The planet shattered like glass and all that was left was rubble, the

Navy ships and the lone

ship.

**warboss spinetwizta**

nice story n0t_u

**Nofasse 'Eadhunta**

Our story begins when the

attack a

world.

Orks:

Guard:

Orks:

Guard:

Orks:

Guard:

Orks:

Guard:

Orks:

**warboss spinetwizta**

these are all so AWSOME!

**penut the butter**

:Boo hoo hoo!

Was wrong?
Thraka was mean to me! *remembering*

you!

You's mean!*snaps back to present* But I'll get me revenge!

**warboss spinetwizta**

I'm sory but WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!^^

**penut the butter**

I know it's messed up.Sorry but that was all that was coming to me at that time.

**warboss spinetwizta**

penut the butter THIS is for you:

**penut the butter**

Thank you! I'm honored...I think...

**penut the butter**

A Day as an Inquisitor

"Hello fellow sentient being! Enjoying another fine day of existence are you?"

"

off and mind yur own bissniss"

"Please my good man there is no need for that kind of language!"

"What ya gonna do about it?"

"Well if you do not revert back to a nicer tone I am afraid that I will have to reduce you to a neat pile of ash."

"I got a few pals ya know."

"Where?"

"Here."

"never mind, carry on."

"He's ded! Now I'm da boss!"

: "Oh my

ing Gork! What the

did you do that for!?!"

"How unfortunate. When he wasn't swearing I quite enjoyed his company."

"What is this!? Xeno scum! Die!"

"Please!That is highly uncalled for!"

"Tell that to my bomb!"
BBBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

:"Bombing after bombing,aliens being killed for existing...being an Inqisitor is hard work."

And the moral of this story is...that anything not human must be purged of evil taint!