I love da smell o' DAKKA in da mornin'

[MDMA]

*KLUNK* *THUD* *KLUNK* <The sounds of Ork Assault Boats hitting the Imperator's hull reverberate throughout the ship before a bloodcurdling WAAAAAAGH!!! is heard. As Orks begin pouring out, brandishing choppas and shootas, with a bunch of nobs and flashgits laying down more serious DAKKA, the Kommandos are telly-ported throughout the interior, quietly dispatching whatever humans they encounter before blending into the surroundings and setting up a multitude of crude-yet-deadly traps. The Warboss, wearing purple and blue warpaint, arrives with the main force, but quickly uses her personal telly-porta to rush through the front lines towards the meatier opponents> Kome on, 'umiez! Wez 'ere ta get your lootz n' beef! Least put up a zoggin' fight 'fore wez feed ya to da squigz!