The Fluff, Fluff for my army, opinions wanted Options

[tinnie_RU4A69]

In a far off Jungle, on a planet once plagued by war festered and spawned an ork, GorStick was the first to emerge, being alone for some time he was made grow fast, fast and strong. The beasts of the jungle were relentless but thankfully Gorstick figured out the master invention of a club, made from the closest limb he could find after a rather close encounter, more boyz appeared as time passed.
Greeted with a smack on the head and a roar in the ear, they learned fast that he was the boss. years pass... and GorSticks horde had grown large, with hundreds of boyz ands nobz hanging off his every word fearfull or his wraith. beasts had attacked and fallen to him, his horde armed with nothing more then sticks rocks and vines... they were agressive and unorganised. Eventually the boyz had no choice but to exspand as the horde continued growing. GorStick keen on the idea or bigger and tougher beast to kill, unaware of the endless war throughout the galaxy.
A few weeks of climbing smashing and chomping there way through the forest then... "crash" through the brush and out onto the first open plain it is the middle of the day but not much can be seen through the thick dark clouds above, on the other side of the plain a break in the clouds revealed colossul sized pillars of rock, not having seen a building larger than a hut or hovel before. between the forest and the pillars was a barron waste land, covered in fog, a calm over the landscape, no sound could be herd, the boyz at the back bikkering amoungst themselves. soft rain bagan to fall and small breaks in the clouds let view the plain, large spikey figures stood lifeless on the plain rusted and falling to peices, something about them made GorSticks heart warm. The ground was covered in metal things, partly shining in the light, and the skeletons of orks and what seemed to be none teefy looking orks, with thick armour, he felt a great hattred towards them and didnt know why... puzzled by it all he decided to camp for the night.
The following morning Gorstick walked the boyz over the wasteland. Picking up a few things and having the occational boyz step on something and exlpode it was entertaining for Gorstick and the rest of the ladz. Taking Armour from the ork skeletons putting it on and laughing at there luck. Picking up this steel things and pulling a trigger and killing another boy. It eventually caught on (dont get on the other end). The horde moved through the plain looting as they went, some boyz getting cluey and taking a loot at the bombed out vehicles and getting some engines working.
moving through the abandoned city of pillars, GorStick found more skeletons, vehicles and weapons. days passed and there was still no sign of anything worth killing. GorStick begins to grow tired of searching boyz fighting can only entertain for so long, he needed more.
Nearing the end of the city on foot the horde at the rear met him with crude transports constructed from engines and sheet metal, the horde was armed and mobile. They travelled across the land in search of something, anything that could put up a fight, there efforts seemed useless... Then one night the skies roared and engines could be herd from the sky, GorStick couldn’t believe his ears to have engines flying like birds. To his amazement he saw three balls of fire break through the dark clouds and plummet to the ground with a might bang, he wanted to investigate this further. Having told the boyz of what he had seen he ordered them to move out and see what it was that had fallen from the sky in a ball of fire and smoke. They hurry to the crater where they saw them land, smoke and fire was everywhere, and they appeared to be large rocks with sheets of metal and fire sticks attached. GorStick thought them odd rocks. The smoke began to clear and the orks heard a familiar sound, the groaning and roaring of orks could be herd from inside the rock, GorStick stood at the base of one and knocked at it "Oi ya Gitz" (rock orks:)"Wat?", whispering could be herd from inside the rocks, GorStick: "come out of der now and no silly business"... A loud grinding sound began and a large bit of the rock fell down next to GorStick, the other rocks also had bits fall, and out of them came boyz, large boyz, Nobz but covered in real thick metal.. GorStick stood larger still but he couldn’t help but be impressed by there toys. Behind the Mega Armoured Nobz stood a Nob with metal on him, but not wearing it, he appeared to be made with metal bits, this also intrigued GorStick and confused him, and the new comers were not greeted nicely with GorStick Horde surrounding them with guns ready to unload. The machine nob spoke: "put the gubbinz away we mean no harm". He moved in front of the armoured nobz, and looked up from the crater to the force surrounding him. Machine Nob: "datz allot of boyz you ave there boss, you are the boss I assume?" GorStick:"Yeah der my boyz, now what do you want?” Machine Nob: "I’m here on business searching the stars for orks to the cause" GorStick: “cause?" to be continued

[Solitaire]

Sounds cool dude. As I'm not the literary type I cant/wont comment on the grammar but id like to read the rest of the story.

[BradTheMad]

I'll read it as soon as I get the chance...