#speedwaaagh

Rootin’ Tootin’ Dakka Shootin’

Connoisseur of all things that make very loud noises and lob hot metal at things, Shooty Gulfrag has consistently carried the largest weapon he can physically lift while still being able to clobber gits with it, and only kommon Evil Sun decency (and a desire to keep bullying 'iz Boyz) has prevented him from grabbing a proper snazzgun and going fully Flash Git. Though Kustom Shootas may not be as fancy or as flashy as a mekboy's Kombi- jobs, Gulfrag is of the belief that sticking uvva bits onto 'iz shoota dat ain't more shootas will just get in the way of his enjoyment of the art of dakka, and that skorchas and rokkits are for "no-good fancy gitz 'oo ain't got a brain fer da klassiks".

Gork-Fearin’ Git

Speedboss Zagdakka's chosen 'field kommanda' whenever da Big Boss goes off to mukk about with his fellow Biker Boyz, Boss Gurzog Gitkrakka takes pride in being Da Spear'ead of da SpeedWAAAGH! - not that he knows what a spear is, or why loppin' it's 'ead off is so important for da Speedboss. But Gitkrakka ain't a git who questions, he's a git who KRAKKS - specifically, the 'eads of anyone who da Speedboss wants dead, or looks at him funny, or is sitting in a vehicle he'd like as his next Trukk.

Scavengin’ Spanna

A kunnin’ and Mork-fearin’ Mekaniak like any of his kind, Durthank is a Mekboy who belongs to that most unique order of itinerant nomad-mechanics known as Spannas (not that he’d know what half of that sentence meant). Always on the move from one fight to the next, every Spanna dreams of the day he finally finds his prophesied pile of scrap, whereupon he will happily hurl himself into it and commence the construction of his Mek Shop, his life as a nomad complete. They are almost never seen without an entourage of Lootas or Burna Boys, the two kinds of ork whose nose for findin’ gubbins can’t be beat, either because they want to nick it (in the case of the former) or they want to cut it apart and weld it back together again in new, amusing ways (in the case of the latter).

The great migrations of the Spanna Meks are truly a wondrous sight to behold, the mekaniaks and their (somewhat) loyal retainers going from scrap pile to scrap pile, cobbling new weaponry and vehicles out of what remains, always seeking the one true junk heap. Durthank, as an Evil Sunz boy, has an advantage unique to his kin – getting to the gubbins ded speedy-like, what with red bein’ faster an’ all. He still dreams of the day he can finally settle down to the life of a Mek Shop Mekaniak, able to bully his oiler grots in whatever way he pleases – for now, he settles for giving his ammo snotling a good booting when he’s bored.

Deluge o’ Dakka

Da Boyz Iz Back In Town

“Da best offence is ded speedy dakka, gettin’ dem shooty gubbinz roight in dem gitz’ faces. An’ da best defence is even more ded speedy dakka, ‘koz ‘e kan’t krumpa ya if yer ain’t dere, an’ den ya do one o’ dem kounter-attacks all kunnin’-like, put da fear o’ Mork in ‘em...”

- Durzug, Kult of Speed Boy, on the deep intricacies of why going really fast is never not a good thing.

Dakka an' speedy gubbinz is only good if you'z got Boyz ter use 'em, uvvawise it's just a pile o' skrap. Such is the insightful testimony of Speedboss Zardakka, who has ensured that his Speedwaaagh!'s Trukks and Chinork Warkoptas are packed to the gunwales with mob after mob of Evil Sunz Boyz. Rocketing along at speeds somewhere between 'inadvisable' and 'outright suicidal', WAAAGH! Zardakka's boyz lean on the side of overwhelming dakka, with a marked preference for Shoota Boyz - after all, ain't nuffink fasta dan bullitz...*