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 War Kitten wrote:
OOC: Don't worry Kiln. We saw you bashing that Zealots head in. I love playing an ork

BIC: Whatcha mean deff snow?

OOC: As I understand it, "Deff" as spoken by orks can refer to either something being incredibly loud, being a mispronunciation of "deaf," like in "deffgun or Vanden the Deffgit," or it may be a mispronunciation of "death," as I intended when I say Deffsnow IV.

 KommissarKiln wrote:

 War Kitten wrote:
OOC: Don't worry Kiln. We saw you bashing that Zealots head in. I love playing an ork

BIC: Whatcha mean deff snow?

OOC: As I understand it, "Deff" as spoken by orks can refer to either something being incredibly loud, being a mispronunciation of "deaf," like in "deffgun or Vanden the Deffgit," or it may be a mispronunciation of "death," as I intended when I say Deffsnow IV.

OOC: I know that. My Ork was asking your Ork in character what he meant by Deff snow.



BIC:
*gestures to Kiln*
Ey! Kommissar! Come try throwing Grots into this Deff Snow. It'z great fer a laugh!

Sounds like some good ol' fun, WK. I've tried usin' Snotlings before, but dey are just too dum ta notice anyfink. Da Grots tends ta yell about it more. And dis...

*Lobs a mini killa kan into the Deathsnow*

...Makes smoke and goes Bang!

Nice. What about dis?
*throws a mek into the Deathsnow*
...Makes funny noises and dies!

*casually watching Krootoxes use large fishing nets to drag all the ork bodies towards him*

Keep them coming, be'gel. It's nice to have another source of food now that the commisar seems to have stopped losing limbs so often.

[Looks vaguely uncomfortable] I wasn't making an intentional habit of being murdered. We just had a streak of very hostile visitors.

And Perron will be fine, he's just being a big baby. I don't think he's on the receiving end of pain very often.

Want the rest? Saves promethium when we burn them.
*points to bulldozed pile or ork bodies and scrap metal*

There's a few dozen, just need to pry out the odd tank.

Oi! Knock if off Kroot. I don't like you tryin' to eat my boyz! Dead or not, they're still my boyz, and only I CAN EAT THEM!
*another Ork horde masses and stares down 2BJ1*

*turns towards WK and smiles at him*

Are you sure they're your boys? I see a few be'gel around here who look bigger, tougher, badder. I am not sure that you could best them.

*turns to Jhe*

One moment, Wolf. I've got a few things to tidy up first.

*hands drop down towards his knife and pistol*

*turns around and promptly hacks down all of the bigger Orks*
I'M THE BIGGEST SO I'M THE BOSS NOW YOU LOUSY RUNT!
*seems to grow bigger as he becomes the Boss*

Ok, il be in hall. Bodies are piled by western doors.

*goes off with large map of Terra, terran system and fleet reports and a several large books*
To hall, *floki, got the high lords palace plans yet, we need them if this is too work*

Good for you, ork. Now, since I'm in a rather good mood, I'll make you an offer. I'm going to take these be'gel, and in return you can take their teeth, and I will give you the location of a small hrud gathering. Fair enough?

[Looks at Blackjack] I've seen less transparent windows.
Don't you have enough food?

Supplies have been running short, and being on a planet that kills most living things with its snow, hunting hasn't been very successful. Besides, orks help build muscle mass for my kindred, and with how many bodies they're throwing away, my entire warband could live comfortably for months.

I did wonder why the guards were barricading the barracks.
Keep your troops in check, fella. There's no payment if you cost us our own men.

*thinks for a second*
Tell yer what Kroot. I have a compromgoise for you! I'll go pick a fight with the local Boss, and when I kill im' you can eat his dead, and the rest of his Boyz will become my Boyz. Deal?
*toothy grin*

I accept the offer, ork. And commisar, I'd I had known my own were attacking allies, it wouldn't have gone on any longer. I will find the perpetrators, and deal with them. Tell your men they won't have any more problems with my kindred.

*nods to BC and WK before walking off towards a warsphere*

WAAAAAAAAGH! LET'S GET EM' BOYZ!
*charges into nearby Ork camp and begins chopping down the opposing Boyz*
I'VE SEEN GROTS FIGHTER BETTER THAN' YOU LOT! PUT YER BACKS INTO IT YA LAZY RUNTS!
*sounds of battle continue*

Wait, wait! Dat's not MY kamp, is it?!? If it is, Charlie and da little fellers are gonna krump all yer Boyz inta gubbinz!!

Ah, well. Dat's why da smart Boyz end up bein' da Bosses... cuz dey don't get da whole klan krumped after pickin' da wrong target!

DAT'S NOT YOUR KAMP YA LOUSY GROX HERDA! IT'S THE KAMP OF THAT OVVER ORK BOSS. NOW GET OVER HERE AND KILL THESE OVVER BOYZ!
*cuts down a Boy to emphasize*

Hunting ya say.

*points to several thousand square miles of mini feneris behind hall*

Have to pay for your tags though. Giant elk, wolves, krakens, odd drake, dragon in low Gothic and more. And we have as ban on rad or vortex weaponry.

*flying Ork boy hits Jhe in the face*
WAAAAAAGH! GET EM' BOYZ, WE GOT EM' ON THA RUN!
*faces off against the other Warboss*

*blocks swiftly and sends ork flying hard into a tree*

*draws pistol chambered with heavy bolter shells*
High explosive, armour piercing custum loads, I'd advise you not attack me.

*blows a sneaking 6 foot coachroach into chunks*

*violently decapitates the other Warboss*
ALRIGHT YOU LOT! I'M THA BOSS NOW!
*local Orks all turn and nod*
*turns to jhe*
AW SUCK IT UP YOU SUN OF A GROX HERDA!

If you'z da boss, I gets ta be da numba one Nob, or else!

*Forcefully headbutts remaining enemy nob and imperceptibly appears to grow, but not quite as much as WK, as the fight swings in own favor*

WAAAGH! I iz a nob now! I iz relevant!

Eh can hold my own

*punch's a large ork killing it instantly that was charging at russ*

Eh, seriously only 6+ armour, a las gun can penetrate that.

 KommissarKiln wrote:
If you'z da boss, I gets ta be da numba one Nob, or else!

*Forcefully headbutts remaining enemy nob and imperceptibly appears to grow, but not quite as much as WK, as the fight swings in own favor*

WAAAGH! I iz a nob now! I iz relevant!

You're tha Head Boss Nob. I need ya to keep tha rest of tha boyz in line fer me.
*turns to Jhe*
SHUT IT YOU LOUSY RUNT!

Not worth it. Just a ork. Your nothing vs the beast.

*walks back to hall and joins a feast come planning meeting*

*throws a rock at Jhe and hits him in the back of the head*
I'M BIGGA AND BETTA THAN THE BEAST EVER WAS HUMIE! YOU'RE NUFFIN COMPARED TO ME.

Sure?
Tosses a pic capture copy showing a ork even larger than gazzy by a fair margin next to a terminaitor of sons of Horus.

*dodges rock and enters hall. *