Dis 'ere be dah ODB(Outta dah boyz) fer GORKAMORKA, and yaz shud already know dat yah gitz! I'z won't tellz yah every fing, dat ruin dah soprizez! But I'z will tellz yah diz; Wez gunna fly right into dah wurp boyz! Datz where dah bezt fightinz at, 'nd iz full of dem crazy humiez, 'nd you knowz dah loot dey got! Now, whoz wiff me? Come on now yah gitz, I ain't got all day!
Dah look: (Diz 'ere iz how ya git lookz. Feel free to use dem humie 'wordz' or get a pikture of dah git, or both!)
Race: (I'z be taken in all kindz a gitz!)
Gender: (Fer yah gitz who ain't right orky, and by dat I mean yaz ain't an ork)
Dah bio: (Whut did yaz do 'fore yah joined me krew, 'nd what kinda boy yah are too!)
Bitz N' Gubbinz: (Diz iz where yaz kit go yah git)
Dah skillz: (I'z explainz itz self)
Traitz N' whatnot: (Diz 'ere iz yah special bitz go. Wheveah itz havin a de-lux kickin leg or bein able tah kill gitz wiff yah 'ead, it all goez 'ere. Throw in yah gitz size too, az well az a general over view of hiz strength 'nd speed 'nd what not)
Dah uuver stuff: (Anyfing else yahz fink iz relevant)
Where dah fightinz at: http://roleplayerguild.com/showthrea...66#post9986366
Name: Jaw Rippah Face Stompa
Dah bio: Jaw Rippah 'ere(Jawz fer short) been the kaptain of his killdeff kruiza, the Face Punch Explosion, for as long as he can remember, which is about ten seconds if your lucky, though considering the usual memory of an ork this could be considered quite the memory. Previously a nob in his old warband, a descended from the blood axes, he got himself his ship by challenging his warboss at the time, a mixture of brute force and cunning making him stand out on top, and with his opponents beaten to a pulp and his authority asserted, a space hulk crashed down upon the planet they were currently stationed. Gazing up as it appeared in the sky, ripping through reality, he stared right into the warp, and it started back...Though it wasn't expecting the huge grin now arcing across his jaw. Sending his whole warband to revitalize the old wreck and make it space worthy again, the stars beckoned to have their planets looted, and he couldn't wait to have a proper look on what was in that thing the humiez and sparkly gitz called the wurp.
Bitz N' Gubbinz: A huge double headed great axe like weapon with small rotating teeth similar to a chainsaw that even an ork of his size has to use with both hands, set of 'eavy armour with some right pointy spikez attached, a metal gob to boot along with a kustom shoota with three barrels for even more dakka.
Traitz N' whatnot: Ten feet high and around 6 feet wide, theirs a very good reason he's the warboss. Able to shrug off small arms fire without his armour, a single swing of his fist can go right through a normal men and on to the next with ease. Being from the bloodaxes makes him more cunning then your standard ork, and this has also lead to him being extremely good for his hands. For an ork, that is. So far he's been able to avoid a trip to the dokz, though who knowz what'll happen in the future...
Dah uuver stuff: I'z taken dah role of boss, unless some uuver git really, really wantz it.
Name: Da Commissar Skumzod Grubrot
Dah bio: The last surviving member of a Mob that encounter commissar Yarrick. The ork soon developed a strange obsession with the human commissar attempting to emulate his every actions. Skumzod's eventfully crashed on to the planet where Jaw Rippah Face Stompa's warband was upon arriving into the camp he soon establish his place in the warband. He as already executed several orks for being unorky but nobody besides the boss has tried to question it do to he mostly balms the person who questions his action.
Bitz N' Gubbinz: Power Klaw, and Slugga
Dah skillz: can shoot accurately, has learn the mysterious art of always showing where he is need, good at hand to hand combat.
Traitz N' whatnot: 7 feet tall 4 feet wide, and is believe to have come from the blood axes. Da commissar power Klaw has been bolted upon his right arm.
Dah uuver stuff: Is da boss Commissar, will shoot an ork for be unorky, and having unwavering loyalty to the boss.
Race: Grot (Gretchin)
Dah bio: Grobuz left the small world that he was birthed on. The was always the threat of humies shoot'n and hunting him. And the orkz were little better toward his kind. The klan was to small to have any boy of real skill or importance. Which ment there were few options a grot like himself could attach to and leech protection from. Grobuz learned very quickly to adapt to his sorroundings. Like all gretchins his life could be cut very short if he did not display some kind of skill with machines, medicine or any other trade that most orkz disliked. So he learned about squigs. A small squiggly beast that came in many varieties and were a vital part of ork life and culture. He set to growing them, herding them, and most importantly. He learned how to sell them. A few quick roasted squigs here and there for small profits to hungry orkz. And mabye some fo the richer boyz would want a pet or the mek needed and oil squig. Well he had those too.
Bitz N' Gubbinz: Grobuz is a particularly wealthy grot due to his private monopoly on the now budding squig herd on board the ship. And with the great bag of teef he gained through trading squigs he managed to buy himself a premium, second rate, low tech and hand-me-down firearm. Its a simple enough contraption, it goes boom and is roughly the size of a pistol to a human but he wields it with both hands.
He also constructed a squig prod, made out of old wood and an only slightly rusted metal shank tied to the end to goad and herd his squigs. As well as provide a small measure of protection should one of them try to take a bite out of him. The snotlings and other grots working under him have no such luxuries. The prod itself is taller than him (About 3 feet total) and he rarely carried it around everywhere he goes, only when he is near the squig pens or has to goad squigs to their new owners.
Dah skillz: Grobuz can cook eat'n squigs like most gretching and can (through much yelling, hitting and prodding) entice squigs to move where he wants. He knows which way to point his gun when firing (mostly anyway) and possesses a ruthless cunning born from constant paranoia and awarness of his stature in ork society.
Traitz N' whatnot: Gretchin's are small creatures and Grobuz is no exception. Standing under three feet tall, hairless and with a long sharp face. He possesses a long hawkish nose and a wide mouth filled with small and razor sharp teeth. He is physically weak but quick and able to scurry and fit into tight spaces to better hide when the shooting gets to close for comfort.
Dah uuver stuff: Grobuz has a small herd of various types of squigs. Mostly eat'n squigs but there are others. Growler squigs and the occaisional attack squig makes grows on board. for herding the other squigs. He makes a decent amount of teef selling hair, paint and oil squigs to various Boyz on the ship. But being on board a ship means he is lacking the environment for some of the more exotic and deadly types of squigs.
One a' dem good propa burna boyz. Kitted out wit dat dere harness and dat webbin' ta keep da burna nice and light so it can be carried aroun'. Red goggles ova' his eyes protect 'im from da flame backwash. Goot 'eavy gloves cova 'is hands so 'e can betta work da burna.
Name: Grimshak Zoggrim, Formerly of da Deathskullz
Race: Ork o' course, yous tryin' ta say Is ain't an ork? Yous wanna find out wha' i' feelz lik' ta burn!
Gender: Right ol' Orky I is.
Dah bio: Used ta be a time when Grimshak was a propa' Deathskull he was. Heftin' his Burna at da beck an' call of one of da many Deathskull Mekboyz. Burnin' wha'eva' he was told ta. His Mekboy and de other boyz in da squad were right zoggin' good at what dey did too. When Grimshak's squad was on da field, ya knew dat someone or sometin was gonna burn. 'E wasn't one fer askin' questions, so why da hell would he want ta when all he had to do was make somethin' burn? So why da hell was he going to say mucha anythig when his Mekboy told dem they were going on a special mission? He didn't say nothin' until they walked into their warboss' tent and dey were ordered to burn 'im. Da rest of da boyz and dere mekboy made ready ta fry da boss. But no Grim. Nuh uh, he liked da boss. Da boss lead dem out on all dem short little waaghs. Why would he wantta burn'im? So instead, Grim turned and burned his own squad. A woosh and a crackle lata, and dey was all howling in pain and fear. But even afta dat Grim was still told ta sod-off. His mekboy who had lived wanted ta overthrow da boss and all dat mekboyz boyz who was still alive were gonna pay da zoggin' price. Which meant just Grim.
Grim was sent off and eventually was pushed into a pod and dropped into the atmosphere of Jaw-Rippah's planet. He fell and when he hit ground had to right scramble to get all 'is stuff outta dat burning pod. Neva been quite right in the head afta dat. He joined up with Jaw-Rippah, in the hopes he could get ta burn somethin' again.
Bitz N' Gubbinz: Bruna wit' an expanded "burnin' brew" tank. A six shot slugga and a choppa just incase he goes and runs outta burnin' brew.
Dah skillz: Extremely capable with 'is Burna. A decent shot wit' a slugga, hits zoggin' hard wit't a choppa, 'cause of luggin dat Burna around. Makes a right mean alcohol, which he can then turn inta his burnin' brew.
Traitz N' whatnot: Takes da love of burnin' tings ta da next level, extremely pyromaniacal in comparison to other burna boyz. Has an extremely powerful upper body from carryin' his burna around at all times.
Dah uuver stuff: Nothin' else Is can tink of. Sod of ye git, Is don't need to put zog all in 'ere.
Name: Bigga Mekboy Geargutz
Race: Proppa Orky, mostlike
Gender: See da race, ya git
Dah bio: Used ta be, Geargutz wuz part'a da biggest, Orkiest WAAAAAAAAAAAGH this side'sa da Big Skreamin' Warpy Bits. Trouble wuz, da rest'a da WAAAAAAAAAAAAGH went an' got isself chomped in 'alf, all ten thousand Roks n' ships n' watsit, by a proppa brutal Warp-beast. Wuz a big one. What wuz left'a Geargutz' Rok wuz thrown outta da Warp an' crashed straight inna middle'a da Face Punch Explosion. 'Iz crash singleOrkedly killed almost two 'undred Grots and a nasty ol' git uvva nob what wuz pissin' off Jaw Rippah anyways. Seein' as 'ow a new WAAAAAAAAAAGH would be da proppa thing ta pull 'im outta 'iz slump, Geargutz fell right inta place in da mob under Jaw Rippah an' 'iz boyz.
Bitz N' Gubbinz: E'z gotta big shoota, 'e does. Built da kustom bits 'imself. Fires wit' three barrels and up ta 6,000 slugs per minnit. When 'e finished it, there wuz only one proppa thing ta say: "More dakka." So he went an' built hisself a couple'a right kunnin' turrets ta carry 'round with 'im.
Dah skillz: E does wut 'e likes, an' 'e likes wut 'e does. Geargutz is good at buildin' an' fixin' up all types of Orky weapons like shootas, sluggas, burnas an' klaws. 'E likes ta dabble in a bit a' cybOrk teknology in 'is spare time, and loves workin' alongside a smart Dok ta fit 'iz mates up wit' new arms n' spines n' jaws n' bits.
Traitz N' whatnot: 'E might only be da middlest-sized of Orks, but Geargutz 'as da gubbins where it counts. 'E's replaced 'is right arm wit' a cybOrk limb fulla all kinds'a metal n' hydraulic bits, makin' it twice as tuff as a proppa Orky arm. 'E even 'ad a Dok pal of 'is implant a kustom spinal array of 'is own design dat makes 'is back n' core stronger thanna Nob's Power Klaw. When bits n' pieces of 'im get zogged up inna fight, 'e just builds new ones for 'imself.
Dah uvver stuff: Anyork gotta stogie anna bottle uv grotpiss? 'Iz been a long day.
(Though his equipment differs)
Name: N'Shan (Kaptin 'Nidsnik)
Race: Human (Space Marine)
Gender: Space Marine
Dah bio: During a battle in the Third War for Armageddon, N'Shan, a veteran seargent of a squad of assault marines from the third company was hit by artillery fire. it obliterated the rest of his squad but thanks to a lucky save from his combat shield (Which was destroyed) he survied the blast but was thrown into a wall and incapacitated.
He was captured by the greenskins, but something strange happened. He was mistaken for an Ork due to his bright green armor. They brought him back to the Dok, and thankfully he managed to wake up before he could 'operate.' N'Shan had been smart enough to realize what was going on, and managed to play along rather than go into a religious fury (after all, 10,000 Orks > 1 space marine Seargeant). He managed to go long enough without arousing suspicion to steal an orked tau shuttle (thankfully still airtight). Hedidn't get very far however, as the shuttle was boarded and looted for parts however, those Orks were surprised to find another 'ork' aboard the shuttle. And that's how the Space marine managed to find himself in charge of the Face Punch Explosion's Stormboy squad (Err, Mob).
Bitz N' Gubbinz: One Blessed Flamer from when he served with the Salamanders, as well as a Slugga (Orked from his old Bolt pistol, which ran out of bolts ages ago), a jump pack, and a Power Axe.
Dah skillz: Standard Space marine skillset, as well as the standard Salamander aptitude for repairing wargear. If you need Humie stuff fixed right proppa, 'nidsnik's your man. Err, Ork. yeah. He also does a fairly good Ork impression by imperial standards, which has thus-far saved his life.
Traitz N' whatnot: He's a Space Marine, all space marine modifications except the Betcher's Gland (Organ that allows space marines to spit corrosive acid) apply. His Helmet has a smallish Iron Gob (Those metal jaw things Orks wear) over his vox-caster (Speaker on helmet). Hilariously, the Orks mistake his pitch-black (And I mean that, not brown, Black, like all salamanders) skin as just really, really green. this earns him heaps of respect for being greenest on the ship, though not the biggest.
Dah uuver stuff: He only wants to return home to Nocturne, and if the opportunity arises he will stop at nothing to get there, short of falling to chaos.
Name: Dah names, Big Mek Koghead
Dah bio: I joined dis fine and orky WAAAAARGH when i'z met Jaw Rippah Face Stompa and gave him a hand fixin up dat space hulk we'z call a ship.
Bitz N' Gubbinz: I haz mah Power Klaw, Slugga and Kustom Power Field, built em allz meself.
Dah skillz: I'z be dah best Mekanik, I canz make everyting from notting I can.
Traitz N' whatnot: I'z be a quite big and large ork, I haz mah Cybork eye so I can dakka dakka and see betta.
Name: Gnasha da Sneaky (call 'im Gnash)
Gender: parthenogenesis ftw
Dah bio: Gnash wuz a weird'un roight outta da mud. Insteada knockin' about da snotlings, it wuz klear dat he favor'd da Morky way of doin fings; he snuck about real cunnin' like an' stabbed 'em in da back. Frew gettin enuff teefs by backstabbin da feral boyz (An' sneakin away frum da dinos) on da dino rok Cretacia, Gnash legged it wit dat other WAAAAAGH an' bought 'is Orky self a Dakka Shoota ta go wit 'is cutta. 'earin about da Warp frum da weirdboyz, Gnash zogged off ta da krooser Face Punch Explosion ta earn bitz wit da otha orkz, 'specially wit Jaw Rippa Face Stompa (he wuz a fan of 'is work). Da weird bitz iz shiniest an' spiniest; Gnash knowz dat da best way ta get 'im iz ta pry it off when deyz ain't lookin.
Bitz N' Gubbinz: Dakka Shoota (more shootier than regular Shoota), Sneeky Cutta, Klaymorz (speshul mines made by Gnash), Bomz (boomy stuff, make sure ya light da fuse 'fore ya throw it ya git), Flak Jakkit an' stompas
Dah skillz: Iz real sneaky like, not even da flashiest humiez can spot 'im. Haz figured out dat aimin + dakka = bigga 'splosions. He kan make da im-prov-iz'd 'splosives an dakka outta bitz.
Traitz N' whatnot: kan be all like Mork an' backstab fer more gutz 'n gore. kan blend in wit da greenery, Mork wud approve. (He'z 'bout 7 feet tall, muscly, speedy, an' haz cunnin' like Mork)
Dah uuver stuff:
Rule #1- Nevah lay mittz on Gnashz dakka.
Rule #2- NEVAH LAY MITTZ ON GNASHZ DAKKA