[RK19] It Takes Two

[Kommander Ken]

The Brootalz are celebrating their first collective victory over the Nehellenium spacescape, having taken an entire planet in just a matter of days. While their new territory lacked a proper name as of yet, it would be used as a base of operations to launch future ragtag fleets as well as housing metric tons of war spoils.




“TIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING!” Roared Grimjaw over the jeers and battlecries of his troops, “PLANET BY PLANET, SECTA BY SECTA-“




“-Bawss what’s dat?”




“-huh?”











“They look like telyporterz of sum sort. Load up, boyz.”




Grimjaw’s observation was correct of course, as a band of greenskins stepped from the fiery portals.





Followed by a much larger figure.




“I dunno where we are, but dis is where the ancient energy of Black Rock led us. We jus’ need to put down these lesser urks first!"




"FOR BLACK ROCK!”




FIGHT!

[Scribonius]

Brootalz vs Black Rock Orcs?

Hells YES!

[Kommander Ken]

TURN ONE

Brootalz (Ninja_Bait) take initiative.




Grimjaw persuades the trio of warjumperz to lift him up high above the battlefield.





It's a bit of a struggle, but they manage to hoist his gigantic metal frame.





Feat success! Grimjaw and his ride are now practically in orbit, totally out of sight of anyone below.





Whether its from one of the brootalz high above the battlefield or another outside force, a translucent 'x' appears within Black Rock's ranks. What on earth could that be indicating?








The rest of the Brootalz move up and ready their weapons. Most of them move just a few inches out of range of their shooterz.





All except for three of them, who attempt to shoot down the Black Rock hero. One of the Broots critfails and his shooter goes apeshit, the other two however...




Easily overwhelms whatever armor roll (forgot to picture that) that the BR hero gets.





Luckily his roll for a redshirt is much better. One of the Black Rock urks jumps in front of his leader and gets brootalyzed.








Black Rock (me)



The rex-riding hero charges into the fray, chaingun arms blazing. Well except that one of them jammed.





One Broot gets to be on the receiving end of getting brootalyzed.





Another is simply knocked over from getting smacked with the barrel of a gun-arm.





The hero tries to finish the downed Brootal but misses. "BLACKROCK DAMMIT."





The rest of the Black Rock urks move up and are immediately met with Brootal reactionary fire.





A melee jumper is downed, while the surviving urks fire back.





A Grenader launches his explosive.





And destroys part of the Brootalz position as well as disrupting two enemy gunnerz.





The rest of the urks move up next to their leader.



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One of them sees an easy target and lets loose a hail of gunfire.





And pulps a disrupted Brootal.





TURN ONE OVERWATCH.

[Kommander Ken]

TURN TWO

BROOTALZ








"aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAHAAAAHAAHAHAAA-"



BROOTAL-BOOOOOOOOOM!!!



While Grimjaw lands, the warjumperz scatter and rev their chainstaffs.



One of them manages a kill.



The rest of the gunnerz abandon their positions in favor of point-blank range.



One of them winds up with a kill.



And another.




The boomrod brootal sees an opportunity to do his thing.




He does said thing.




And he does it very well, destroying one of the rex's gun-arms.

"BLACKROCK DAMMIT," exclaims the hero.



Grimjaw rises from the Brootal-sized crater he created, and since the GM is dumb, something happens that would've made more sense during his landing.



The nearest Blackrock urks get disrupted from a shockwave!



BLACKROCK


The rex-riding hero turns his stead and notices something.



Some Brootalz that are perfectly lined up for him to charge into!



The hero goes in for the kill, but his rex finds that the ground is slick with gore.



Heroic Feat failure! The rex-rider's stead slips on the blood, falls, and the hero takes a tumble off his seat.



"BLACKROCK...DAMMIT."



He gets up and fires at the Brootal boomrod boy, "you! This is your fault, heathen!"



Nothing happens.



Some of the BlackRock urks shoot down a pesky warjumper.



A jumpy-kit urk floats toward his leader.



More fire is exchanged, but the rest of the warjumperz are a little more resilient.



One of the grenaders picks himself up and glares up at Grimjaw.




So does the other one. He exchanges a look with the other grenader across from him, the both of them aim.



Grimjaw takes two seperate grenade blasts and ends up getting his grabby-arm blown off.
"AAAAAARRRRGGHHHHHYOUFUGGERZ!!"


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TURN TWO OVERWATCH.

[Kommander Ken]

TURN THREE

BROOTALZ



A warjumpa tries to brootalize a Blackrock urk. Failing that, he winds up locked in close combat.




Another one instantly gibs a git, "YEAAAAHHH, AHAHAHHAA!"




The gunnerz turn and charge gleefully at the downed rex-rider, gunz blazin'. "Let's get 'em, boyz!"




The Blackrockian hero crits so hard on his armor roll that he deflects a slug with the side of his shoota. "Fugg off, you runts!"




Which eliminates one of the Brootalz.





The Brootal boomrod boy uses his action this turn to carefully reload his last rokkit. It is a most delicate task.




Grimjaw meanwhile glares at the flaming stump where his grabby-arm used to be, grumbling obscenities. He appears to be concentrating on something.




Pop! A stubby little arm suddenly sprouts from the stump!
Feat success...?




He also guns down an urk, almost forgetting he was still surrounded by scrubz.


BLACKROCK


The hero uses his feat to toss the rex back on it's feat. It's a success!



He clambers back atop his steed and pretends that the last two turns didn't happen. "Now where were we? Ahah! Blast that jumpy-pack wretch!" The rex does just so.



The gunfire hits a thermal detonator that was strapped to the back of the warjumper for some reason.




And the warjumper gets FUCKING WASTED.




The last Blackrock jumper tries to take out the boomrod Brootal. Being just shy of a melee attack, he throws one of his axes instead.




The axe misses both the explosive and the Brootal, resulting in a cool new hat ornament for the Brootal. "Dat's fookin noice," he says.




The nearby urks focus their fire on Grimjaw as a joint effort, but the giant Brootal tanks the damage like a true bawss. "Hahaha! Tiny weak boolets won't do shite agains' me, ya scrubz!"





TURN THREE OVERWATCH.

[baconquistador]

*sniff* Such quintessential, beautiful art... *sniff*

[TheLEGObrick]

Now that is some... fine massacre you got there. The way all those units are made is pretty cool. Also those Green Transparent Axeheads are just outright Ossum.

The way all of those things are done is just way better than what I can do with my available bricks.

[RedRover]

YESSSS

[Kommander Ken]

TURN FOUR - FINALE

BROOTALZ


Just as bizarely as it had grown, Grimjaw's stubby little arm pops off.




It floats to the ground somewhat gracefully.




Then to counteract ever being described as graceful, it melts into an ugly green puddle.




The puddle decides it doesn't want to stay ugly forever and gets a head in life.




It starts to take the shape of a strangely familiar form.




Grimjaw's stubby little arm has morphed into Stubby the Janitork!




Grimjaw is as bewildered as the GM is after carrying out Ninja_Bait's orders.

"DA͝F͝U̡Q̨"


Feat success!




The boomrod and jumper have an awkward stareoff.
"So can I have my axe ba-"




"-Naw."




The Brootal gunnerz move on the rex's flank and relieve their trigger fingers.




The combined damage is enough to make the gunna-rex go extinct.




The BlackRock hero finds himself taking another tumble off his steed, this time for good. "BLACKROCK-FUCK-ING-DAMMIT!!"




Grimjaw's too bambroozled by his earlier feat to make much of a scene out of gunning down to more Blackrock boyz.





The last warjumper revs up his chainstaff but only succeeds in looking Brootal rather than being Brootal; a fate worse than death.



BLACKROCK


Enraged by the death of his steed, as well as the loss of most of his urks, the BlackRock hero leaps at Grimjaw. "ENUFF!"




"I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU LOT," he grapples onto Grimjaw's arm, but his gun jams. "JUS' WHO DA FUK ARE YOU PRICKZ?!"




Grimjaw stares quizzically at the smaller ork, "ya mean you haven' heard of da Brootalz?"




The name seems to strike a chord with the Black Rock hero. He immediately stops trying to kill and the two seem to go under a temporary truce of sorts. "Could it be..."




"I am Irk of the Black Rock clan," he says affirmatively, "we followed a trace of ancient energy through a warpy portal, and it led us... to you?"




The two heroes however seem to forget that there is a battle going on around them, as a Black Rock urk blows the head off the last warjumper.




"Brings a proud tear to yer eye, don't it Irk?"
"Aren't you mad?"
"Naaww. When we die doin' what we do best, ya can't be salty 'bout it."




"Anyhow, da name's Grimjaw Gitgrabba and Imma jus' be straight with ya. Da Brootalz is alwayz lookin' to recroot moar greenskinz."




"WHAT SAY YA?"



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"I'd say ya got yourself a deal, Grimjaw."




"What you doin'?"
"I am going back to Novium to spread the word of da Brootalz. You should send some o' your boyz with me, Grimjaw. Black Rock could use some rallyin'."




"I think I know why da ancient energies led us to you, Grimjaw. Dis is da start of a new age for us."




"FOR BLACK ROCK!" "FOR DA BROOOOOOTAAAALLZZ!"



-END-

[TheLEGObrick]

Gah that's actually some lore-ish stuff and not just all out massacre of everyone, I can't take it because I'm personally virtually unable of making it.

[Arkbrik]

Now THIS is how you broker an alliance

[ninja_bait]

[Cakeman]

...who's going to clean all that mess up?

[Kommander Ken]

I can't take it because I'm personally virtually unable of making it.

Don't know until you try man.

...who's going to clean all that mess up?

Stubby the Janitork of course!

[TheLEGObrick]

I can't take it because I'm personally virtually unable of making it.

Don't know until you try man.

Edit: Note to self: At least try considering thinking about attempting to understand what people are talking about.

(Edit 2: Yeah I guess that's true)