03-07-2015, 01:02 PM
The element of surprise was a tricky thing, and something that Kaptin Bluddflagg had never really been able to properly grasp. That was why he'd had Spookums, one of those strange Commando Nobs, that had actually understood how to be stealthy. Spookums had just done all the stealthing for him, but he didn't have Spookums here, did he?! The powerful freebooter rushed forward as blaster fire assailed his form, tearing his shirt and blackening his skin. In places where the skin had already been blackened and crisped by blasters, it was starting to crack and exposing red, oozing musculature, blood starting to leak out if it didn't boil and cauterize from the blasts. All in all, while the good Kaptin had absolutely no intention of stopping his attempt to duff every last one of these gits, the more cunning part of his mind was aware that, if he did not think of something rather quickly, he might just find himself getting dakka'd before his enemies could get duffed! The boss needed to think of something, and while he was thinking he plowed into one of the two groups of three, swinging the limp body of the other pansy around like a flail. Naturally the three stormtroopers, having seen him coming, were not so easy to take. They had split up, like the original formation, one to the left, one to the right, and one going straight ahead, and as usual, Bluddflagg went straight for the forward one!
The poor git was backpedaling, and didn't have the time or maneuvering to avoid it as his buddy came hurtling in from the side, hitting him in the side and sending him sailing off, getting a good two meters before he hit the white ground sliding. However, Bluddflagg was taking multiple stinging hits from both of his sides....but strangely enough, it felt like only two gits were firing on him. The massive Ork whirled around, roaring at the top of his lungs as he swung his flail about, clipping another storm trooper and sending him onto his back, while the other jumped back out of the way. The good Kaptin used this opportunity to see what was going on...and there was some other git fighting the other pansies! He was taller and had more muscle on him, and was using some kind of hammer...Eldar never used those, and no Eldar ever got that big, which made the strange newcomer...a humie! Now, humies and tricksy Eldar sometimes had a tendency to work together, but they clearly weren't here, this Humie was coming in strong and had already floored three of the gits, but...the seventh git, the one Bluddflagg had backhanded, but not killed, was leveling up to fire upon the son of Odin. So, while Bluddflagg pursued one of the stormtroopers with his flail he roared out. "PANSY ON YER BACKSIDE HUMIE!" Before he managed to hit with his flail, sending the stormtrooper sprawling onto his front. Not one to waste an opportunity, Bluddflagg rushed forward and slammed his boot down on the git's head, crushing it with the sheer force. That left two more of the gits for him to take care of, assuming the humie didn't get dakka'd by the other storm trooper.
The poor git was backpedaling, and didn't have the time or maneuvering to avoid it as his buddy came hurtling in from the side, hitting him in the side and sending him sailing off, getting a good two meters before he hit the white ground sliding. However, Bluddflagg was taking multiple stinging hits from both of his sides....but strangely enough, it felt like only two gits were firing on him. The massive Ork whirled around, roaring at the top of his lungs as he swung his flail about, clipping another storm trooper and sending him onto his back, while the other jumped back out of the way. The good Kaptin used this opportunity to see what was going on...and there was some other git fighting the other pansies! He was taller and had more muscle on him, and was using some kind of hammer...Eldar never used those, and no Eldar ever got that big, which made the strange newcomer...a humie! Now, humies and tricksy Eldar sometimes had a tendency to work together, but they clearly weren't here, this Humie was coming in strong and had already floored three of the gits, but...the seventh git, the one Bluddflagg had backhanded, but not killed, was leveling up to fire upon the son of Odin. So, while Bluddflagg pursued one of the stormtroopers with his flail he roared out. "PANSY ON YER BACKSIDE HUMIE!" Before he managed to hit with his flail, sending the stormtrooper sprawling onto his front. Not one to waste an opportunity, Bluddflagg rushed forward and slammed his boot down on the git's head, crushing it with the sheer force. That left two more of the gits for him to take care of, assuming the humie didn't get dakka'd by the other storm trooper.