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[Amused] [Leans over back of sofa] If yous da commissar, where's your boyz?

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[Amused] [Leans over back of sofa] If yous da commissar, where's your boyz?

[a massive horde of gretchin floods into the Room. Each one has on a miniature version of a Guardsman's kit]
Here are my boyz! And I'z da Kommizzar!

[Sits back down on sofa] ... I had to ask.
[Kicks a grot away] Getcha hands off my sash you th- hey! [Swats at another that tries to unhook powersword] Go and play somewhere else, you little pests!

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[Sits back down on sofa] ... I had to ask.
[Kicks a grot away] Getcha hands off my sash you th- hey! [Swats at another that tries to unhook powersword] Go and play somewhere else, you little pests!

[Gretchin Horde descends on BC and start stealing his equipment before scampering off]
That's it boyz! Get all dat Dakka fer da WAAAAAAGH!
[one enterprising Grot steals BC's sash]

Are you being undressed by grots?
*Starts firing into the horde of Grots, supported by exploding lasguns and drone firepower*

 War Kitten wrote:

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[Amused] [Leans over back of sofa] If yous da commissar, where's your boyz?

[a massive horde of gretchin floods into the Room. Each one has on a miniature version of a Guardsman's kit]
Here are my boyz! And I'z da Kommizzar!

YOU'Z NOT DA KOMMISSAR! MY NAME IS KOMMISSAR! I'LL KRUMP YA, PHONY GIT!

*Tackles WK, Grot wrestling ensues*

 Verviedi wrote:
Are you being undressed by grots?
*Starts firing into the horde of Grots, supported by exploding lasguns and drone firepower*

[Grots start fleeing in all directions, leaving a now-stripped BC sitting on the couch]
RUN FOR IT BOYZ, EVERY GROT FER IM'SELF! GET DA DAKKA BACK TO DA BASE!
*is tackled by Kiln*
I'm da Kommizzar you git! Dis hat says so!

*Thinks orders apply to self too, scatters with the rest of the grots*

Ahhhhh!!! Gotta run fer it! But I'm still da only Kommissar 'round here, ya hear me?! Eek!

*Dives out an open window and legs it*

*grabs one gretchen by the neck and snaps his neck*

Theft won't get you far, little ones.

*whistles sharply and a krootox starts running around, stomping on grots and using others as chew toys*

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
*grabs one gretchen by the neck and snaps his neck*

Theft won't get you far, little ones.

*whistles sharply and a krootox starts running around, stomping on grots and using others as chew toys*

[all the remaining Grots manage to escape out through the windows with BC's gear]
[dives out the window and legs it]
AH!!!!!! RUN FER IT BOYZ! DA BEAKY BOYZ ARE COMIN' FER US! GET DA DAKKA BACK TO DA BOSS!

[Very patiently stands up and steps on the end of the stolen sash, tripping the fleeing grot] [Retrieves it and puts it back on]
You know what? Let them have fun. They amuse me. [Stretches out on sofa]

Damage that hat and you'll see how dangerous I am even without all my dakka, kommizzar. [Bale eye flickers before rolling over to sleep]

[dives into a nearby bolthole outside the Room to wait out the night]
Just wait till these gits see the Mega Tank!

*Throws a blanket over Yarrick*
Eh, you've probably been undressed by worse beings. You may want to not wear yellow smiley face underclothing, however.

[one Grot is parading around outside in BC's coat]

[Looks up] I have a lot of trouble getting truly angry since a mind-wipe recently. I've been told I'm losing my edge.

[The Daemonette clonks the coat thief on the head with a pepper-mill and trades the coat for a concussion]

Ooc: I hadn't realised we meant that level of stripped.

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[Looks up] I have a lot of trouble getting truly angry since a mind-wipe recently. I've been told I'm losing my edge.

[The Daemonette clonks the coat thief on the head with a pepper-mill and trades the coat for a concussion]

Ooc: I hadn't realised we meant that level of stripped.

OOC: I assume when Grots steal one's stuff they steal nearly everything

BIC:
[several Grots tackle the Daemonette and take the coat back before scampering off with their prize]
Good job boyz! Now get that coat back to da base!

[Daemonette picks up concussed grot and beats the two thieves with him, before stalking off with the coat, past Yarrick and into the Butter Tank] [Looks over shoulder] ...It's best not to ask. I think she misses Bennett.

[Looks wiped out] [Goes back to sleep]

*Watches entire thing unfold*

*Stares in surprise at Yarrick*

Well hello there...

*Sees yarrick get robed by daemonette*

Ow....

*Robe gets stolen by gretchin*

YAY!

OOC no homo

*Butter tank starts shaking violently as, you guessed it, Brutus the Ultralisk has decided to try to mate with it again*

"Brutus, leave the tank alone, it doesn't love you. Now get over here!"

*Brutus ignores command and continues violating the tank while other Zerg creatures gather around and watch*

"I have a feeling he's gonna get it..."

 Sgt. Vanden wrote:
*Watches entire thing unfold*

*Stares in surprise at Yarricks plasma pistol*

Well hello there...

*Sees yarrick get robed by daemonette*

Ow....

*Robe gets stolen by gretchin*

YAY!

[Grot scampers past Vanden]

*Magnetises all removable pieces of gear*

Cant take it if its glued on can you?

[another Grot scampers by]

*kicks grot, backs up slowly*
*being chased by grot into web gate*

OOC: See this is why I lose track of the thread all the time! I leave for a few hours and another page is posted!
Also to those who don't know the sheer scale of orkmart
Australia is dwarfed by my store now. It used to be the size of Lake Superior. Then I added the Mecha wing, and started selling star destroyers by mail.
I act as a sort of NPC questgiver/shopkeep/grump


Get that commissar out of my store! We are family oriented business!

*Throws thread bare bathrobe at BC*

OUT!!!

*steps put with amour fully mag locked and secured*

Right, time for tea. *keeps a hand flamer mag locked handy*

Oh, yarrick... It's you.... Don,t shoot me, ithe sister hood will hunt you rest of miserable life. Which won,t be that long I assure you.

*goes back to tea and reading latrest news report*

[Butter Tank beeps indignantly and fires two smoke grenades, vanishing entirely and leaving Brutus in mid air]

[Wakes up looking quite pale, and shivers] I don't feel too good. ...why am I mostly naked? [Struggles to focus]
[Bale eye strobes, flickers, and eventually turns off] ...How long have I been here? Did I hurt anyone? [Holds head with hand and winces]

...Why is the floor in here wet?

* opens web way portal, pulls commissar in and steps out in a flash *

The job is complete sir, what is my pay?

* stairs at Overlord Thraka as the web way portal shuts behind the dark clothed warlock *

[Headbutts the Warlock and refuses to be put in the portal] [Eye flashes] You have caught me on an uncharacteristic lenient day, sir. Pray you don't change that.

[Sits back down and pulls on bathrobe] I don't remember coming here, at all. [Rubs head] Residual effect of a very efficient mind-wipe I had recently.

I didn't... shoot anyone or yell, I hope? [Concerned]
[Looks at state of undress] Uh, did I... Err... You know.
[Daemonette cheerfully strolls past in Yarrick's coat and clothes]
Oh please, no. Tell me I didn't.

BC you killed peanut the space dog!

Laughs..... You wish, no she only stole your coat from the gretchin that stole it in the first place. Your nit that good looking.


And no, don,t even go there. Your not my type.