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*Takes a few moments to learn the Predator's equipment's language and code structure, and then accesses it's optics*

Ooh, interesting! Some very advanced stuff in here! I won't interfere, I don't want to get you killed.

[Looks at War Kitten] I don't carry weapons, what was I going to do, hug them to death? [Fires tank turret at a group of Boyz]

[Spots Blackjack] [Has s thought] [Picks him up on the end of a spoon] [Rams tank through crowd of Orks and shoves the spoon into the Warboss's open mouth]
...Say waaaagh!

[Looks disgusted at the pun]

*Flys on carpenter ant into warboss throat trying to find blackjack*

Hey buddy you really shouldn't be in a body at this size *looks around nervously* it's... dangerous... especially in some horrible smelling alien...

* Goes deeper in the warboss holding onto ant for dear life*

OOC: Jesus auto correct

*roaring can be heard from inside the warboss*

*comes out of the ork's stomach moments later, covered in gore and holding a fragment of the ork's tusk*

This is my trophy. Who is next?

I just figured he could tunnel out through the brain cavity.

[Spins tank turret and fires all guns into horde]
[Orks attracted by the dakka] ... I didn't think this through. [Starts kicking Orks off the tank, as it's slowly overwhelmed]

OOC: predator vs all the horrors inside a Ork body considering they are fungi and shut... I'm putting my money on the Orkz immune system...

*climbs onto the tank, tripping orks and shooting plasma into their ankles*

I shall help the humans.

OOC: Well, when you shoot plasma and swing blades I'm every direction inside of another creature, you're bound to hit something vital

Ooc: I liked when you rode the Amy into the warhorse. That was such a better image.
Bless you, phones.

*guardsmen shoot the orks off the butter tank*
*salutes BC*
Happy to help sir!

*flies around battlefield throwing small red disc at Ork looted tanks and battlewagons turning them all to toy size.*

That should slow them down!

OOC: Orkz are hardly as hell being inside one ant size would be pretty horrible.. but you are predator and they got crazy gak.

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
Ooc: I liked when you rode the Amy into the warhorse. That was such a better image.
Bless you, phones.

Lol

Make me big, tiny man.

OOC: Yeah, you couldn't pay me to get inside of an ork. They're worse than some Tyranid lifeforms. Will that stop a predator on the hunt though? Probably not...

OOC:

 zombiekila707 wrote:

OOC: Jesus auto correct

I always turn mine off, auto correct is too unpredictable at times.

*Guardsmen begin to Dakka down the rest of the orks with massed lasgun fire*
I love the smell of roasted ork in the morning

*stares at ZK impatiently while trying to cut off an ork's finger whilst hanging onto its hand*

I can't help if I'm so small. You want battle to fail?

*last ork is gunned down by lasfire, sending 2bj1 flying to land on my helmet*
*picks him off and sets him down on a nearby table*
Oh, Hi there. You alright?

*folds arm*

No. I'm too small to fight. I must go back to normal.

OOC: How does Ant-man's suit work? Is it powered armor or could it be remote-controlled?

*Enters through Death Gate*

'Hello.'

OOC: In the movie the first guy who was Ant Man had it controlled instead of the actual guy he was trying to pawn the job off onto. I don't remember what the job exactly entailed, but someone besides the current operator was controlling when the suit changed his form.

*looks at Ashiraya*
Oh, hi there Eldar. You just missed a massive Ork invasion, we're still cleaning that up if you want to help
*starts burning ork corpses*

'Eldar? What is an... Eldar?'

A race of aliens. You happen to look like one, so that is what I called you.

*looks bored and starts making wrist blades extend and retract repeatedly*

Any of you able to fix this?

*Protoss forces herd the remaining Orks into one group*

"Now to finish the job."

*Manifests large psionic storm over Orks, killing them all*

"Now, brothers, we can rest. We and the Terrans have won a great victory this day!"

*walks over to ZS*
Impressive, I've only seen a few Primaris Psykers who would be strong enough to accomplish what you just did.
*nods to a Primaris Psyker who's walking by, he nods back*

BADRUKK: 'ay Mr. Primaris Psyker?

*growls and sits down on top of WK's helmet*

I'll wait here.

*Continues extending and retracting 2BJ1's wrist blades and whispers through his communications device*

Guess who learned Yautja!

*clicks at Verviedi before starting to look for a bug to fight*

Might as well find something to do...

*eyes light up as he spots a wasp nest*