In a Reclusive corner of the Galaxy exists a lonely cold Planetoid. While the inhabitants are numerous, they can be broken down into two populations: the especially numerous and sleepy Necrons and the infinite infesting Orks. During the War against the old ones, this Planetoid was a Necron strong point, able to move anywhere it needed to be and deploy countless legions. In an attempt to block up or disable the strong point the old ones summon one of their newest and proudest creations the “Ork”. The Genius of the Ork, is that if killed, the fallen body pollinates the surrounding area with millions of Orky spores, that if left un purged, will grow with innate mastery of Combat, Teknology, or wielding the warp into Grots (which run and hide) and then Orks (gather weapons), and some will grow into Nobs (build gangs). The final step is when a War boss emerges who can Rally the Gags into a terrifying Forces of destruction.
Unfortunately for the Base, Necron Warriors don’t retain enough cleverness to ensure a complete Purge, and the outer shell of the Fort quickly became blocked up, rendering the strong point more of a liability. Responding the Silent King kicked the base into sleep mode and sent it into the depths of space hoping the deep coldness would over time freeze away the infestation. Then like the rest of the Necron tome worlds, it was forgotten.
Until one fateful night when BenderHoeTep (BHT) discovered it drifting in space, getting awfully close to a young sun. Knowing the inherent prestige such a fortress would offer, the risks went uncalculated and all processing power was diverted to planning the reclamation and restoration of BHT’s new home world.
BHT was able to Land and Link in his battleship and gaining access to the computer system almost immediately, it also became clear that this was no Necron paradise but an Icy Tome. What followed next was the 2nd war for the strong point, the nearby sun had already warmed up ancient spores and the Orks had wasted no time in making a mess.
Over the next few decades of conflict several Ork tribes formed, a chaos daemon lair attached itself to the Base, and even a way ward Tyranid spore impacted the fort and grew into a nice little swarm. BHT maintained an Iron grip on the Command deck and the interior (for the most part) because of his incredibly tight perimeter defense, but he couldn’t get out, always he thought of possible solutions to his unwanted guests.. And then one day inspiration called.. Actually it was Dag~Nail (Super Genius) the Warboss of the Blue Pantaloons calling.
“Waaagh, BHT I Waaagh you,., your no fair fighting! Let’s go together to Fight the Spack Marin! I see’in them Planet side..”
“Dag~Nail! Greetings. Are you saying you want to leave the station and go planet side to Fight?”
“Zug, and you’re coming too!”
“ZUG, Have your Boys stand by at the Invasion Beamers and I’ll meeting you Planet side!”
BHT felt it best to not add much Ceremony to such a glorious alliance! He had contemplated Partnership with Orks in the past, they are such a useful species but they just don’t have a work able disposition. In this case he felt it’s just best to let the Orks do as they please. BHT quickly made a task force up of his more Impressive yet expendable troops, Flayed Ones, Destroyers, Immortals in a Night Scythe, Annihilation Barge and a Catacomb Command Barge.. A pretty nice display.
The Invasion Beamers were right in the middle of Ork territory, the technology Hummed back to life and the Orks swarmed the Portals as if it was Black Friday in Kanas city. BHT Magestically on his Barge followed by the A. Barge floated into the portal while the Rest of the Necron force conducted Orbital incretions.
Riding out of the portal was a high point for BHT, he really felt like a Boss using the old the tech for its intended purpose, Invasion. He quickly spotted Dag~nail and his trusty Doctor Sang-Gwitch at a forward command position.
Dag~nail Smiled, and said “Ok, your Right flank, we’ll hold until your boys soften them up.”
Put off his High Horse by such a Command BHT rebuttled “Well that’s not very Orky,.. Shouldn’t you just charge your boys head long into their guns?”
“HAR HAR HAR, No, I’m da Super Genius Boss!, unless you wanna be the boss, Listen” Dag~nail fires up his Robotic Claw and Flexes his incredible green body, stretching his Magnificent Blue Pantaloons to the Max.
“No, that’s quite alright, your da boss.” BHT reluctantly skims over to the right flank.. Where he starts checking “Up to the Nano Necron News” and “As we Slumber Drama Feed” on his monitor.
Game Begins..
BHT peering at his monitor muttering to himself “I can’t believe he Is the Fabricator..” When suddenly his command barge is Rocked by enemy fire.. Shields down.. 1 pilot destroyed.. BHT adjusts his search protocols to figure out what hit him when he spots a Nemesis Dreadnought. Quickly checking his Pockets for some Mind Shackle Scarabs BHT instructs his pilot to charge that bastard! Not able to find any Scarabs in his front pockets, BHT continues his search in his secret Cloak pockets.. and then in the dash.. and looks up just in time to see a massive Sword cleaving his Barge and Leg right in 2.. Massive damage protocols engaged and emergency transport back to the Strong Point. First Blood to the Grey Knights.
A turn or 4 latter The Orks have been eating bullets and their numbers are dwindling, but not as fast as the Grey Knights would like. Grey Knight Reserve forces that should have come on the first turn have been delayed until turn 4 but now the master plan comes together. A Huge Squad of Paladins lands right next to Dag~nail, his 30 odd boys and Dr. Sang-Gwitch.. Precision shooting takes out the squad Nob, just before an Nemesis Dread Knight Smashes into the unit, Challenging anyone strong enough to take him on.
Dag~nail Bellows out, “I’m the strongest and the Smartest!” SangGwitch jumps infront of him and Pleads.. “No Mr.Dag~nial.. You’ll Die, let me share the load” ..The 2 Orks locks eyes for a moment before Dag~nail firmly retorts “Ha, this is my Burden, I must see it Done! Waagh”
Turning to face the Dread Knight, Dag~nail is Caught right in the shoulder by the Knight’s Epic sword.. removing an Arm and a Leg.. And some midsection… guts splewing all over.. Warlord Kill to the Grey Knights
A shrill Fear grips the Boys as their Leader falls,. They are just about to run when a Stern voice and Awful Urty syringe stabs out at them “Don’t abandon your Special Leader now!, he needs you boys.. Rally!” A few of group gets holes in their faces.. but the rest Hold..
The Ork Boys Hold long enough for the Flayed ones Unit to counter charge the dread Knight, which has now almost finished slaughtering the OrK boys, Just old Sang-Gwicht who, was busy gathering up Dag~nail and whimpering, “I’m your Sang, I’m your Sang.. You’ll be ok once I put you back together.” No one hears the wimpers over the pathetic sound of Flayer Claws on Knight’s Armour.. 80 attemps and not a scratch.. Smashed Orks all around the Knight, one Boy (holding a leg) and SangGwitch Flee.. getting Dag~nails body(most of) to safety.
Well, I can’t remember much else, Fun game.. took almost 5 hours to play!
Thanks Mack, Good Game
The End.. Unless I write more.. or Edit or Mack adds something.
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