''I attack you with..''

[Ryno]

If by "heard of 40k" you mean "has played maybe 5 games of WH2:DoW" then sure. Yeah. Also played the Warhammer MMO a little... some...

But anyway!

BOYZ GET'S DA CHOPPAZ READY!! WE'Z GUNNA HAVE US A BARBEY QUE TANIGHT!!

/warps in more orkz

/yay orkz!

[Fworbin]

/Summon Biovores
/Summon Zoanthropes
/Summon Trygons
/Summon Gargoyles
Charge! More..More..I SAID GO THAT WAY, WHAT ARE YOU, DEA-Oh right, no ears.

[Dragonpuff]

((I've heard of it, but it more of my brother's thing. ^-^))

As two massive armies begin to converge, nobody notices a hand walking around 'Thing' style.
Hand has found a little black box. There is a big red button in the little black box. Hand pushes the button.
THE WORLD EXPLODES.
Hand cackles. Yes, Hands can cackle. In space no less.

[Saturo]

As I watch the whole scenario unfold in my spaceship, I chuckle.

I laugh. Nobody can get past the awesomecake shields on this thing, not to mention it's seven 800MW Dual-Barelled Plasma Cannons of Belief.

Yup, I'm totally safe.

[Fworbin]

A few orcs holding onto scorched, unconscious tyranids(They've both actually survived planets being melta-bombed) drift pass Saturo's spaceship.
Then a few more. Then some flesh mines. Ooo, a space-minefield. Don't sneeze!

[Dragonpuff]

....
........
............

Hand sneezes.

KA-BOOM!

((I think I like blowing stuff up...))

[Fworbin]

[Maybe just a wee tiny bit? ]
A good-sized chunk of flaming Scything talon hits the hand.

[Dragonpuff]

(Maybe I should try playing a Mage...)

Yargh! The Hand has been defeated by the Flaming Scything Talon!

Hand space-swims away, in defeat, to try and find the rest of the missing body parts.

[Fworbin]

(Meh, always found mages too squishy for my taste. Be an engineer! They can blow stuff up, AND wear things that aren't glorified bathrobes.)
A particularly large chunk of planet bumps into Saturo's spaceship. It has a very odd rock formation on it. Almost like a curled up massive creature...

[Saturo]

My ship sets off a smartbomb, dealing 25000 kinetic damage to everything within 15kilometers. The curled up rock thingie is split in two.

[Fworbin]

Half a Carnifex splats onto your windshield, makes gurgling noises, and scratches up your paintjob. Also, it punches through the glass with a rending claw and snatches the cookie, throwing it into a conveniently placed portal. Ha!

[Saturo]

I rip the claw off of the Carniflex, and jump into the Portal. I jump back a few seconds later, with a cookie. The portal closes.

[Fworbin]

Gahr! I jump through after you. And immediately start suffocating.
I concentrate really hard on not dying, and look for an open door on your ship. Sure enough, the garbage chute is open.
I crawl through, close it after me, and gasp for a few minutes. Then I sneak up behind you and put a cloth over your face.
"Does this smell like chloroform?" "...No." "..Dammit." I whack you over the head with my claw, take the cookie, and jump back into the portal, sealing it with duct tape.

[GethlarNomudac]

i tear duct tape with laser chainsaw then eat yuo..THEN KILL YOU!

[Rottingham]

I attack with Drop kick
/cast drop kick (3 min cooldown)
Critical hit!
Drop kicks the back of your face! (Yes, it is possible...)

[Fworbin]

I use [Facekick], while equipped with [Cleats of Unnecessarily long spikes].
Hits for 3,876 damage.
Target {Rottingham} is afflicted with [Swiss-cheese Face].

[Saturo]

I attack you with really long nails.

[Azunara]

I form a new group called the Resistance [Of P.Dawg, though we tend to leave that part out. Just doesn't roll off the tongue.] Anyway, we decide to chuck a few tons of explosives at you and watch you get blown up like a huge massive fireworks show.

"Ooooh."

"Ahhhh...."

"Whoooaa..."

[Saturo]

I send Ovaktalo to kill you.

Resto Druid in catform. Yay.

[Golden]

I attack you with Aool (Enh. Shaman)!