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Dok Chopkin and Mek Botkin were as close to twins as Orks can get. At a young age both Chopkin and Botkin Decided it would be tremendous fun to crack ones head open and swap not the full but half the brain with that of another victim. needless to say cracking a skull grabbing a handful of the contense and cramming it into another head was not all that successful but as time went on and there skills grew so did there passion for this idea, and so it was only a matter of time for the day to come, the day that they became each others targets. By this stage Botkin was well on his way to becoming a very skilled Mek and Chopkin was already elbow deep in the stomachs of anyone who dared walk trough his door learning everything there was to know about being a Dok. But this was not enough for the twisted twosome and they set out to make the ultimate sacrifice for there arts. To combine there knowledge and skills would be the ultimate creation. And so with the help of some well bribed and very loyal grot assistants it was done.

As they woke from the haze of unconsciousness and looked around, things were not as they had been before it was like nothing that either one had imagined, almost like seeing double each side of there brains fighting for control. The two were now bound without a doubt, finishing each others sentences was childsplay, no sooner than a thought enter one head than the other was acting in accordance.

There creations from this point on were far more than simple machines, combination of ork and machine became simply normal. Gretchin would come from far and wide to be given the stompiest Kan of all. Bikes, Buggies, Trukks and Tanks soon spilled from there shop, Orks ordering there new toys for upcoming battles would come from far and wide. They were becoming well known and reaping the benefits.

Soon came weapon orders, but only to those with the most teeth.
And then a challenge... an order not of machines but of transplants... a bunch of nobz who wanted the benefits of machines with the freedom of there own bodies, who wanted the thickest armour and the choppiest choppers. This sounds fairly simple but your definition of thick armour is much different than either of our friends and so, to work they went. Heavy armour x3, Big Choppy Choppas, and a body strong enough to withstand a herd of raging Squigs, and then a thought crossed there minds, what if these creations had a longing for the colour red, a need for it so strong that they would go to any lengths to see it, so intense that without it they would go into a rage. a purposefully crossed wire if you will resulting in a being that will split open everyone in its path just to see there blood flow red upon the ground. and no sooner was it in there heads, than it had been done. Naming there creation "The Crimson Minded".

Soon after they joined the Freebooter clan that had placed the order. Travelling far and wide selling there goods.... leaving a bloody trail of red in there wake.


(This was my first piece of fluff based around my army which is still in the making. My crimson minded nobs are almost complete just waiting to finish there bases.)

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Do you have any pics of your army? Sounds good so far!

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Thanks to all the welcoming messeges there are a few pics on my profile of what iv got so far but after taking the photos i noticed a bunch of blemishes and stuff i want to touch up so new photos soon. a nice looted paranah ratrod style. some more looted termy armour. the first of my 'ooligan boyz' and possibly a mohawked warboss. and some better shots of my trukks I hope you like it. I have alot of ideas and find it hard to organise them

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Try the Dakka Fiction Forum for some more C&C, good luck!

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