03-18-2015, 01:45 PM
The Ork stood there, waiting rather impatiently, his one red eye moving from trooper to trooper as the leader tried to explain. The fact that he was essentially repeating himself did nothing for Bluddflagg's temper. If he wasn't the one who brought Bluddflagg here, then of course he didn't know where his Zogging Spacey Hulk was! That went without saying, but if they didn't bring him here, who did?! Who in Mork's good name was that pansy Omni git! He was getting really furious, starting to ignore his pain as the constant Orky itch to fight and duff gits started swelling within his chest. The fool wasn't telling them anything, and then he started talking on his zogging communicator, ignoring Bluddflagg, which was just getting him angrier and angrier. Then the man started talking into it, not quiet enough to keep Thor and old Kaptin Bluddflagg from hearing what he had to say...and it didn't take a Mek Boy to figure out that he was talking about the slaughter at the fountain. So, that made it very clear...the storm troopers were going to be a problem, and were not going to give Bluddflagg any answers. So he took matters into his own hands.
The Ork let out a sudden, blistering bellow, lurching forward into the storm troopers. These ones hadn't spread out like the group of nine, as the primes hadn't been immediately hostile. Thus, he charged right towards three of them, right as they were still trying to lift their rifles to attack. That was no good though, Bluddflagg did not need anymore burns from those stupid shootahs they used! One massive, booted foot lifted up as the stormtroopers attempted to start backing up, one to his left, right, and backing up right in front of him...but they weren't moving fast enough. With a tremendous crash, Bluddflagg slammed his boot into the ground, a vicious stomp of such force that it actually let out a powerful shockwave, it slammed into the three stormtroopers and sent them flying, rifles flying from the hands of two of them as they were sent hurtling to a sliding stop. Dazed, stunned...but not quite dead, not yet at least. The captain had been the only one out of range, and well...Thor was probably going to take care of him!
The Ork let out a sudden, blistering bellow, lurching forward into the storm troopers. These ones hadn't spread out like the group of nine, as the primes hadn't been immediately hostile. Thus, he charged right towards three of them, right as they were still trying to lift their rifles to attack. That was no good though, Bluddflagg did not need anymore burns from those stupid shootahs they used! One massive, booted foot lifted up as the stormtroopers attempted to start backing up, one to his left, right, and backing up right in front of him...but they weren't moving fast enough. With a tremendous crash, Bluddflagg slammed his boot into the ground, a vicious stomp of such force that it actually let out a powerful shockwave, it slammed into the three stormtroopers and sent them flying, rifles flying from the hands of two of them as they were sent hurtling to a sliding stop. Dazed, stunned...but not quite dead, not yet at least. The captain had been the only one out of range, and well...Thor was probably going to take care of him!