Waaagh! Da Prophet of Gork an' Mork!

"Armageddun, what a world, should get a good scrap 'ere" Volkrag said, looking around at his fellow Meganobz as they were machined into their armour suits. Spannaboyz and their Grotz handing tools and tightening bolts.

"Yeah, da Prophet brought a WAAAGH! 'ere lotz of years ago, wotz made 'im come back do ya reckon?" Ushbek replied.

"Oi, is you two stupid or what?" Runtherd Blackteef shouted as he came stomping up the the ramp of the Battlewagon.

He ignore the bristling annoyed growls from the Meganobz as he carried on, "You'se is meant ta be Nobz, but acting like a couple o' Yoofs, yoo know what, Da boss 'as come back ta Armageddum because his enemy is 'Ere".

"Who, dat Yarrick?" Ushbek asked, flexing his power Klaw and cutting a Grotz wrench in half as the creature darted out of reach.

"Yeah, Yarrick 'imself iz 'ere on dis world" Blackteef started up, "For a 'umie he's the biggest Ork Killa out dere. Wiv' iz Klaw to cut ya wiv' and iz Shooty eye, more then dat though, some of the warpheadz say day Da Waaagh! is making him stronger like it does us! Dat Da Waaagh! is keeping him alive just to make Da Boss even stronger!"

Around them the Grotz had stopped work and were listening intently as the Meganobz tested the powered suits. Whines from generators filled the transport bay as the armour reacted to their movement's.

"An' who's leading Da Waaagh! against 'iz old enemy? Da Warlord Ghazhkull Mag Uruk Thraka, Da Prophet of Gork an' Mork, Conqueror of Piscina, Golgotha and lotz more places then that. Da Big Green, Da Goffiest Goff, Da Stabbiest Stabba, Da Shootiest Shoota, Da Biggest Boss in all Da Galaxy, Dat's who!" Blackteef finished to a roar of approval from the Meganobz.

"Boss, how come Da Prophet and dat Yarrick are out ta get each uvver?" One of the braver Grotz piped up in a nasal voice, yelping as one of the Spannaboyz caught him between the ears with a spanner and snarled to get back to work.

"Work on me Grotz, an' lissen well...Good enemies iz hard ta find" Blackteef said, "Even when he had Yarrick in 'iz clutches, Da Boss let him go, cause he knew Orks need enemies ta fight, like they need grog ta drink and food ta eat. An' an enemy like Yarrick ya don't just kill, ya look forward ta fightin' next time an' getting a proper scrap. Look at what we've gotten into here on Armageddun so far? We've faced 'Umies on foot, 'Umies in wagons an' wiv' there tanks, Red Beakies, Green Beakies, dem Mekanical Boyz the 'Umies are pals wiv'. An' we've beaten 'em all".

A louder roar and several gunshots erupted filling the hold with the sharp tang of cordite.

"An' now we've got ta 'ave a go at Old Bale Eye" a far deeper voice, one which sounded like an avalanche of power growled from the back.

Ghazhkull strode up the battlewagon access ramp, the metal groaning and creaking under immense weight of his own Mega-Armour. His own bionic eye flashed red across the Meganobz and he nodded in satisfaction that they were ready, light reflecting off the shiny adamantium head plate he had been fitted with all those years ago, back on Urk.

Makari strode purposefully behind his boss, holding aloft Ghazhkull's own glyph banner, as if anyone needed that to tell who he was, here was the prophet of the gods walking tall.

He climbed into the observation platform of the wagon and the entire world began to grumble as engines were started all around them, his appearance meaning the start of Waaagh! time.

The warbands all raced and mounted up in their transports and the world of Armageddon trembled once again...

*****

Hello, it's been a while since I posted and mainly because work has been hectic recently. However I've managed to get something done, as well as building Ork vehicles desperately (more on that in another post) I've managed to get Ghazhkull fully painted.

Haha 'Umies gonna get krumped!

In spite of everything modern in GW's released seeming to suffer from scale creep and being larger and larger, I adore the Ghazzie remodel. 

He actually looks like a beast once again towering over most models and looks like he has the muscle to stand toe to toe with the Primaris Space Marines.

I went with my newer Goffs scheme, all the rusted metal panels and black painted armour, but with some red flashes for variation.

The motor on his back was surrounded with red to make the armour walk faster. Remember "Red Wunz Go Fasta" is a popular Ork saying!

Obviously he had to get a fair amount of Goff 'Ard Boy checks, nothing screams 40k Orks like that. I also took the time to mount Makari up on Ghazzie's shoulder, waving his banner from his lofty perch.

Having little interest in playing 9th edition 40k, I'm not overly worried about loosing the separate character, but wanted to add him to the main model anyway because he's awesome and a call back to 2nd edition.

Now, Ghazzie has been finished in time for my planned Apocalypse game with Dave, against his Imperial Guard force at Warhammer World.

To that end we were talking a bit back and I idly asked if he had Yarrick in his army.

Two or Three days later he tells me that he's managed to pick up a Yarrick in blister off of eBay for a reasonable price, even better about a week later he sends me this:

Now that is really nice, and I think the first 40k model Dave has painted in several years, so I had to make sure to get Da Prophet fully painted to do battle with the arch enemy (even if most of my vehicles will be in primer for the battle unfortunately).

I'll get a post up about my various adventures in the Mekshop over this past couple of weeks and obviously an After Action Report of the battle will be coming in due course.

Until next time, Have nice day.