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Buubztik calls out to all Lurs across the War Uzg "Bruddahz, Zunz agh Dawtuhz ub Lur, fayvurd zun ub Krug! Duh Azogz inzult uz agh blah uz dizohnur eevun wyul wi hulp dem klomp duh Kaxilz! Dey tuhn der bakz un duh Urukz whu dey uwe der lyvz tuh! Am wi tuh tayk diz lylti? Nub! Mi kohl fur wur un duh wytwozh Azogz, zuh dat der week blud nub lunguh tayntz hozh Uruk vaynz! Fur duh Hunt! Fur Lur! Fur Krug!"

Buubztik shouts at Tadok "Uh yub, iz nub lyk Lurz ged rid ub Domz ur ehnifin! Skah'n Azogz, klaymin Lurz duu nubin! Wer wud lat bih tuhdai wibowd Lurz en Klan Wur, ur juzt lazt Albai wihk uhgaynzt Kaxilz, eh?"

Buubztik angrily thrusts an accusing finger at Grool "Latz klan am duh muuzt zluw ub dem ohl, skah'r! Wi am duh azh'z whu klomp'd uhganyzt duh Kaxilz, nub latz! Lat juzt ztud bah wyulzt wi trah agh diztroi thuuz whu wud dzitroi uz! Gorkilz hab brung nubin bud dizohnur! Bizydz, chuuzin Rex lyk diz...am nub duh truhdizhun ub Urukz. Der zhud bi uh klomp, nub uh skah'n vuut!"

Buubztik nominates himself for the role of King Dwarf.

Buubztik has his goblin slave Krul write on all the posters "AWKZHUN AM UN HAWLD UNDIL SNAGAZ KUN BI RIKAPTURD!"

Buubztik replies to the note "NUB INZPEKZHUN! TUH RIZKI EN KAYZ LAT TRAH FRIHYUN DEM!"

A poster hangs in all the villages, towns and cities in Anthos. On it there is written "MI HAB DUB SNAGAZ FUR ZAYUL! AZH AM BLAH'D ANRI, AGH DUH UVUR AM BLAH'D RULGARD! DEY HOZH UD MOJO AGH KRUZBUWZ! BIDUN ZTURTZ UD 100 MINUHZ" Below the writing there is a crude picture of the two.

That would be me, and I submitted it to Blundermore in the form of a Google Doc. I can link it to you if you like. EDIT: I saw your own lore of Spectral Spirits, good stuff. If you like, I can remove the part on the Spirit Realm I had regarding them.

Buubztik didn't mean to perma-kill Nienna. Oops.

Buubztik shouts out in Gronkkston "KRUG WILLZ VIKTURI, AGH VIKTURI DER ZHULL BI!"

Buubztik congratulates with his now two-time boss. "Wen wi gun ztaht flat'n pinkehz, Wulgehn?"

Buubztik thought Boul had died.

Buubztik replies, with a wave of the hand "Wull, wen lat am hozh inuff ud zhomojo, lat zhud azk duh zpirit ub wizdum, Theros. Hi gruk ohl uhbowd wizdum agh skah lyk dat. Lat hab tuh trayn fur uh wyul tuh azk uh zuch pahwahful zpirit deez fingz".

Buubztik frowns at the paper "Wub duh skah, hab Azogz bikum puzzehz ur zumfin? Wi flat ehni'azh whu duu dizohnur uz, rigardluz ub rayz lat dumskah." Writes down the message on any posters he finds.

Buubztik stands confused as he watches goboz having a slap-fest and call it training.

Buubztik, who has ripped throats out of tons of people, enslaved more, and tortured for reasons as petty as some person he doesn't even know asking him to, is mortified and disgusted by the scene.

((The word of an Admin does not excuse you from the rules. A warclaim is required, otherwise you claiming OOCly the land is yours is powergaming.))

He said no more Space Marines, this isn't a Space Marine.

Originating Universe: Warhammer 40k Name: Grimlug Age: 26 Height: 9 ft 8 inches Appearance (Use pictures if you want): Race: Ork Gear: Chain Choppa Slugga Warbike Short Bio: Grimlug was born into a Feral Ork enclave, just as any other Ork is, on the Imperial hive planet of Armageddon, due to a spore left over by another Ork during the Second War for Armageddon. Just as he became large enough to be recruited by a Boyz Mob, the WAAAGH! of the Third War for Armageddon arrived on the planet, and he was pulled into the Red Sunz as a member of the Ubernobz by Garmot Skullcrusha. Finding his calling as a Biker Boy, Grimlug was constantly fighting Imperials atop a Warbike, and loving it. Then, with the Ubernobz getting bored after a while of the stalemate at Armageddon, they headed off in search of a new WAAAGH! somewhere else in the galaxy. Where are they currently?: Aboard an Ork Rok, heading towards the Octavius System to combat Tyranids.

((Woah, calm down. I don't have anything against you OOCly, and didn't have it RPly until you kinda called me evil. The insult was entirely RP and was meant to inspire an OOC chuckle, not upset. If it did, then I'm sorry.))

Gothic Tribe of Greenland The production of the additions to the fleet was going well, with just over half of the commissioned ships completed and ready to sail. ((4 pages remaining)) As the fleet's completion neared, the High Gothi ordered the Blacksmiths of Bregthor to begin producing guns for the invasion force. The guns would be relatively simple, just breech-loaded rifles, basic enough to be made in mass amounts. Enough are planned to be made for each Gothic Crusader. ((4 pages)) As well as this, being told by one of his Gothi that the peoples of Europe would also undoubtedly have ironclad vessels, the High Gothi made another request to the Blacksmiths of Bregthor. With the normal shells the Soknbatrs used in their cannons, wrought iron armour proved to be heavily resistant. Because of this, a new type of shell would be needed to defeat any European ironclads, an armour-piercing shell. After consulting the leading gunsmith, it is established that this type of shell could indeed be done. The gunsmith begins work on the shell, and estimates he will be done in a few months. ((2 pages))

((Is this Black speech as in the true blah, or that random new language that popped up?))

Buubztik kinda just shrugs and skips along when he can't seem to find elphaba"