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Whut is da DAKKA and how much is too much.

WH 40k and Fantasy(small part) Fanfiction Football hooligan died during the fight with the police and other team hooligans and reincarnated in WH40k as an Ork. Dumb humor, racism(puny xeno, stupid ummies etc), and bad grammar. You have been warned. Enjoy The cover is not mine, I only added text in Paint

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Gud news

A few days after the battle one of the Mekboyz finally discovered how the weird sword worked. The sword had a small button on the handle and when pushed the sword would magically extend its blade and become sharper. When not pushed the sword was just a normal sword.

That particular mekboy discovered it by accident when he was staring at the tip of the blade and pushed that button with his claw and that elongated blade effect pierced his head killing him on the spot. Luckily other mekboyz were there and saw what happened. # more orks tested the effect by themselves and the fourth one discover that to activate the blade you do not need to stare at the tip of right before your face. It can be someone else's face or other parts of the body. With such great news, he runs to the boss.

The settlement now looked more like a small town with rag-tag fortifications made out of wood and bones. Boss as usual was sitting on his throne and helped to resolve quarrels and issues in the Orc community. Meaning he beat up anybody that dared to disturb him no matter what he was doing, be it already beating another orc or feeding Lob with the remains of a stupid Orc.

Makboy still had to come and tell his boss about his discovery, so he came groveling and pleaded with the utmost respect.

- Boss, I got gut newz, wez had found out how dis works. – He said and presented the sword.

- What ya waiting fur? Show me how it works, itz to small for me. – Boss said and threw Lob far away from his throne.

- Yez boss. You need to press this gubbin here and the staby stic will do wzoom and became mor cutty.

Boss listened to this with interest – Can you make more of these extra stabby sticks for da boyz?

Mek frezed in place – That ill be ard boss. We du not knuw how to make the stabby metal part.

Boss`s mood immedietly darkened. He stood up and looked at mek who was barely half his size – Then ya all will learn how to do it.

-Yez boss – Responded scared Mek and run away

Boss seeing this sat on his throne – Yez, did was indeed gud news, yez indeed.

Soon after an Ork riding a hog arrived before boss and saluted with his long stabby stic (aka spear). – Boss Iz got gud newz!

Boss surprised by another set of good news listened carefully to the messenger, and the messenger had indeed very good news. One of the hog riders groups managed to loot a very interesting piece of umie tek. It was a catapult witch with few upgrades could make it a very useful and funny thing to use. One of the mek boyz take the device and fell into some sort of trans screaming something about improvements. Boss accepted this with a nod.

When he was about to rest another hog rider came with even better news.

-Boss Iz bring gud newz and betta newz. We fund some umies.

-Umiez? –Boss aked.- Meh, some boyz will have sume fun.

-But, boss. Dere wuz a lot of them!

Boss visibly depressed – Sum more boyz will have some fun

-But boss they killed all the boyz we send to attack them

-Oh, that's interesting, but still, some more boyz will get some fun –Less depressed – Where are dey now?

-They went back to their hideout boss, and there were more of them.

-Oh- Boss became slightly agitated

- and that hideout was big with stone walls and river around it, and when we send the boyz to attack the hideout they killed all of them, and thay had a big umie that was stomping and he had big choppa.

At this moment Boss stood up from his chairand grabbed the ork – where are dey?

-Umies? Or their hideout?

-Both!!!!

-Umies are here! – Orc pointed at the umie army that was surrounding Orc settlement – And umie hideout is over dare! – He pointed somewhere in the direction of the forest.

When he heard that he grabbed his clobba and shouted – Alright boyz we gotta go and krump that big umie. – Then he saw the umie army – Da fuq? Oi ya gitz krump me this stoopid umiez. They be dirting Lob`s lawn!