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The best explanation Ive heard for the Orks is “Take an Ork, drop him in a Walmart, he will go to the toy section, staple 3 Nerf guns together and it’ll shoot real bullets, because it’s a Shoota”

Orks got souls. We know that when an Ork dies, they go back to the Great Green and wait for a chance to have 'anuvva go' in a new body. And if a Chaos god tries to take an Ork soul, Gork and Mork will clobber em.

A group of orks were repairing a broken space ship, in open space without protective gear but weren’t suffocating or freezing to death. Then, an ork wearing a fish bowl as a helmet approached the group and said “Ya gits know that ya can’t breathe in space, roght?” The helmetless orks then died. The end.

The story with Yarriks eye is even more funny. Imperial intelligence reported back to Yarrik about all of the rumors about him that were spreading in the ork clans amongst them being that he was able to shoot lasers from his eyes and being actually unkillable. Yarrik in a stroke of genius decided to humor those rumors by replacing his artificial eye with a miniaturized laser which made even more orks believe in all of the rumors about him. This is also the reason why many people theorize that Yarrik cant actually die when fighting against the orks as orks collectively believe he is kind of a godlike figure with magical powers and that no ork is strong enough to beat him.

As a girlfriend whose boyfriend got me into warhammer and who now plays orks, I thoroughly approve

To understand the orks, you only need know 3 things. 1) Krump 2) Dakka 3) WAAAAAGGGGHHHH!

Orks in a depressurized space ship, is like when Wiley E Coyle runs off a cliff and is fine until he looks down.

The story of Yarrick's laser eye: After he ripped off the Ork's arm and took it as his own, the Orks started spreading rumors and tall tales about how impressive he was including that he could kill orks with just a look. Yarrick heard this, found it amusing and decided to have a laser-eye put in.

One of the best stories I heard about orks, and i don't know if this was in an official book or not, is about a group of guardsmen surrounded by orks. They had been fighting for ages, and their lasguns had ran out of charges. With no way to get supplies and completely surrounded, they were about to give up when their sergeant suddenly just points his empty lasgun at a charging ork and yells "BANG!". To everyone's shock, the ork just fell over dead. Confused but desperate, the guardsmen just started pointing their empty guns at the orks and yelled BANG, and every time they did, an ork would fall over dead. Things seemed to be turning around for them, till they saw a group of orks standing real close together and getting closer. So they tried the same trick, pointing their guns and yelling BANG, but nothing happened. They kept trying and it didn't seem to stop these particular orks. And as the orks got closer, the guardsmen could start to make out that the orks were chanting "I'm a tank I'm a tank I'm a tank". A less funny, but cannon example is from the book Xenology, where a Magos Biologis gave a captured ork a box of trash. Somehow the ork managed to make a working gun from it. After the ork was killed by automated guns in it's cell, the Magos took apart the gun it had made, and found a loose spring, a length of string, and an apple core where the gun's workings should have been.

My favorite story about orks that I heard was “imperial guards were in a trench and out of ammo and orks were coming but the imperial guard aimed over the trenches with their fingers made like guns (yes a literal finger gun) and started saying *bang* and because the orks believed they were being shot at, they actually were!” GOD I love warhammer and it’s amazing ridiculousness

When you said Ghazghkull is mentally old enough to feel depression, you forgot to mention the cause of it: Yarrick, his BEF, getting krumped by someone other than him.

The vibe of Orks is geneally "Me and the boys at three a.m in a dennys parking lot".

So Ghazkull isn’t in a Mech, he’s got a body under there, it’s a suit of Mega Armour. But recently he had his head cut off (a second time) by Ragnar Blackmane and a Painboy made a super Frankenstein ork body and attached Ghazs head to that. So he is actually right now dealing with a shrunken head situation on a giant franken body inside an even bigger suit of mega armour.

Fun fact: on the table top ork vehicles don't have any upper limit to how many you can put in....as long as you can fit an Ork in it can go in

The "SHINJI, GET IN THE ZOGGIN' ROBOT" cut was pure perfection.

Gork and Mork. One’s cunnin yet brutal, the other brutal yet cunnin

Fun fact: Ghaz can reincarnate Makari on command and has even reincarnated him accidentally by being sarcastic.

I love the image of Khorne sitting there, watching his domain, start to hear the faint sound of “….waaaaaAAAGGGHHHH!!!!!”, look up, see a (from his perspective) tiny ship pop out of the warp (still screaming) and think, “The hell…?” 😂🤩

I had a blast learning all about Orks, Gretchins, Squigs, and all the truffle they get themselves into! I hope everyone listening had just as mush fun ❤️🍄

Orcs are just fun. Which is what 40k is ultimately about Also, Beast Wars was off the rails stupid and I love everything about it Edit: Purple makes orcs invisible. Have you ever seen a purple orc? That's right

I'm not very good at Warhammer lore because it's vast and complicated but from what I understand the reason Ork stuff "just works" is that they're incredibly strong natural psionics. They also sort of network together so the more Orks there are, the more they warp reality around them. That's why it doesn't matter what one Ork believes, but if they all believe it, it just works.

To note; Waagh was once described as 'a cross between a pub crawl and a holy war.' In the old Orks Codex, Weirdboyz are described sympathetically, 'guided' by burly bodyguards, picked up, held and pointed towards A Thing, and then the Weirdboy, unable to hold back psychic energy gained from other Orkz, literally vomits a beam of psychic power. At least the poor lad feels better, unless they end up enjoying vomiting raw 'cast fist' too much. About as stable as you'd expect with anything Orks do.

Ghazghkull is evil Goku. Gets excited to fight strong enemies again, gets stronger every time he fights, and has a little bald friend who follows him around and keeps dying.

Little correction there: Ghazkull being decapitated happened much, much later. That just kinda happened at one point, I think he was fighting an Astartes Chaptermaster or something at the time. The thing that started his story was him taking a bolter round straight to the head and somehow not instantly dying. The Boyz around him brought him to a Doc and whilst the Doc was busy scooping Ghazkulls brains back together, he had a vision of Gork and Mork which basically led to him starting his waaagh.

"Anything I don't do now, I do later. But later doesn't exist." I HAVE NEVER HEARD MY NEURODIVERGENT BRAIN SUMMED UP SO PERFECTLY AHAHAHAHA

Nurgle: -witnessing puns- "This ones precious... many blessings upon her!" Tzeentch: -witnesses puns- "Heheheheheh.... Quick! someone get her some more pun material!"

Quick disclaimer: Filch was not a Professor. He was the janitor.

Just found your videos and you have become one of my favorite. Your gf is super adorable and it feels like she’s representing us who don’t know 40k lore, and that is probably why I like your contents more than other 40k lore channels.

I can't believe you forgot to mention that Gaz redirected his entire WAAAHG! to the Eye of Terror because Angron killed Yarrick.

THE PUNS!!! Love it. I've always been somewhat fascinated by 40k lore, but haven't ever really taken a dive into it. I'm about to watch all of your videos explaining to your girlfriend about it because I love yalls energy!

The whole thing with orc power - ancient ones modified them, so that orks can subconciously use warp powers to change reality around them. Using those odd properties, they can build stupid, impossible vehicles, AND spaceships. Also, thier power doesnt only affect orks - It also works on EVERYTHING around them. Like, red means fast - this means when orks fight Blood Ravens, THEY BOTH get SUPER FAST. Or other case - imperial guard ran out of ammo, while fighting orks. Their Commisar got this stupid idea, he put away his gun, pulled finger in a gun shape, turned towards orks and shouted "BANG BANG". Than orks died. He instructed other guardsmen to do the same, and they all started killing orks with fingers, shouting "BANG BANG". But than orks stopped dropping, bunched group of them started to approach. As the orks closed in, guardsmen started to hear repeated "im a tank, im a tank, im a tank"... Orks ;)

You forgot to mention that Purple is the sneakiest color. The reason? Have you ever seen a purple ork?

Orks are cartoon characters living in a grimdark science-fantasy universe, only being held back from what is essentially godhood by the notion common sense. Case in point? Orks generally don't know how to count, so it's easy for them to lose track of how many bullets they've fired out of their gun. By that same token, they usually don't know how much ammo they put into the gun to start with, and the Ork concept of ammo is... broad, so they might literally be stuffing crayons and markers into their guns thinking they're just colorful ammo. Furthermore, Orks tend to be kind of scatterbrained, so they will often forget to actually load or reload their weapons, but that also means they will go into a fight fully believing that they have ammo ready to go. So, why would Orks ever need ammo or have to reload if they can just forget they need it and bend reality to fit that delusion? Well, an Ork is smart enough to know guns need ammo, so in the back of their mind they're always thinking 'Do I have any ammo left?', and every time they have a free moment to think that stray thought has a chance to assert itself, because that's just common sense, and there is a chance that the Ork's collective psychic power just isn't working at that specific moment in that specific area for that specific Ork because not all of the Orks are thinking 'I still have ammo' or there simply aren't enough Orks present to break the law of conservation of matter and energy with their latent psychic abilities. And because the Orks' ability to alter reality is based on the power of their collective belief, they have to be SMART ENOUGH to understand the universe around them and how it works on some level, because otherwise their collective stupidity wouldn't be able to bend reality enough to make their toy guns actually shoot bullets because they wouldn't actually understand what a gun is conceptually.

Protect this woman at all cost

13:59 ok, so small point here: if the human picks up an Ork gun and attempts to fire it, it CAN work. As long as there are Orks around to be shot/believe it should fire. Commissar Cain led a group of humans around on a contested world, behind Ork lines, and used Ork vehicles and weapons. Don’t know if the guns would work on a planet with no Orks, though

Everytime I hear or read the orks saying crumping I think of orks just break dancing on the battlefield

No it’s just that orks don’t know that oxygen exists 12:00

These two are a level of wholesome I can keep watching for days on loop

Orks summarized in one sentence: "Orcs are football hooligans armed with a British accent and the power of imagination..."

You could probably destroy an entire ork world by capturing a handful, convincing them their guns don't actually work, maybe get some ogryns to bear the shit out of some orks then try to fire an ork gun. Once they see that, they'll start showing other orks they don't work until the memetic cascades to the point of there being an entire unarmed orc world

Orks are literally the 40k equivalent to hooligans.

Best story is an account on armageddon by a group of guardsmen/women. Orks were attacking a defended position (held by the guard) and the guard ran out of ammo. Instead of finding more ammo, the guard just screamed DAKKA to which the orks believed they were being shot and died. To get around this a group of orks got around this by walking together and screaming “im a tank” to which they broke through the defenses

Sad that you didn't go into the various Oddboyz, like the Weirdboyz or Mekboyz - the idea that they just naturally know how to do their jobs because it's genetically engineered into them is something I always find fun.

Fun fact. In the Overfiend book, they do have a train.

Fun fact! There are orks that worship Nurgle (on accident (?)) And Nurgle is totally okay with that!

I think the best ork related belief theory is the one that says that because the orks have seen the emperor's picture on everything and heard a lot lf guardsman screaming about him he must be a good warrior for humanity to worship him so much. This belief keeps the emperor alive because they believe hes so strong

There’s 2 speeches of Ghazghkull I love, his speech of death and his speech of rebirth *So this is death, is it? I've had worse. I need not die. Not if I do not will it. My enemies did not die when I took their heads. Nor when I took them again. Not because they were tough. Because you did not will it. Because I did not will it. Now, I wish for death. If I did not, I would not bear this wound. But what comes next; this thing you have shown me... it is vast. It is great and violent and sacred. I will have it for myself. You showed me where to carve the path, and here, in this place, is where it narrows. This thin curtain, this death, is all that stands in my way. How frail it is. I will tear it down. I will breach its gates, as I have breached every gate before me. I will tear down its walls, as I have torn down all walls. But conquest has made my body strong. Too strong now, I see. The blood clings to my veins, and will not cool fast enough. It defies me. So I snarl, and my anger finds voice where I should have none. If my blood will not cool, then it will burn, and I will go to you in flames. I am moved now. My head, held up by the hand of my enemy. It regards me, as it lifts my remains, and I regard it in turn. There is triumph on its face. This thing thinks it knows victory, in defeating me! It thinks it knows power. But for all the plate it wears, for all that has been done to make it into a thing of war, it is vermin. I study the bones beneath its skin. I see how its body is gnarled and swollen. How its whole self has been made, in the hope it might hold on to the stars in the name of a dead god. It is a vain hope. Those stars will burn green, in the end. The vermin is dying, I see, even with such mild wounds. It is like a joke, I think, as it bears its feeble tusks. Like a poor copy of an ork, twisted together from the parts of a weaker beast. But you made us right the first time. Not even the primarchs, the peak of their dead god's work, could be as perfect as the lowest part of the Great Green. The anger swells now, as the vermin holds my head up in the broken temple. And I think. That I had to die today... annoys me. But why could it not have been a primarch? That fight, I would have relished. I crave that fight. But I cannot have it, and it makes the embers of my anger glow white with rage. In time, it brings the thunder beneath the plating of my skull. I howl as it pounds down on me from my centre, and the world begins to come apart. This is not death. Not yet. This is worse. Lightning flashes where there is none. Shadows split into colours I have never seen before. I see corpses twist into the shape of fungus, and I see the stone walls breathe. I taste acid brightness, and hear the running of wild beasts in the dark. Suddenly there is bellowing and shouting, in voices I cannot understand. I do not know if they speak to me, or if they are speaking to someone else. I am lost in the desert, with a shattered skull, and I do not know who, or what, I am. I am afraid. But then the voices speak at once, and I make sense of them at last. They are your voices. And when I know this, I can make words of them, as I have long learned to do. I seize your mighty voices in the storm, and listen. YOU ARE THE WARLORD OF WARLORDS. YOU ARE OUR PROPHET. WE SPEAK THROUGH YOUR TUSKS AND YOUR FISTS AND YOUR HEAD. YOU ARE GHAZGHKULL MAG URUK THRAKA, AND WORLDS BURN IN YOUR BOOT PRINTS. I hear you, now, and my self returns to me. The end is near. But I do not feel weak. I feel stronger than I have ever felt. Because beyond this, there is something new. Something terrible. Something perfect. My rage does not fade. But it has become bliss now. The bliss an ork should always feel. It is a shame that I did not get to fight a primarch. But I will, in time. Darkness spreads on the smashed stone below. I know it is death coming. It feels like I look down on it from up in space. From the grin of Gork itself, with your eyes. I look down on my enemies, rushing to the side of their boss, but they are not worthy of your gaze. So I look past them. And through the smoke and the ruin, I see a great mass of green. Orks upon orks upon orks, all looking at my head held high. They fall still. They think this is the end. But I have learned this is not true, and now I must teach them. Just as you arrive with the thunder, to remind me who I am when I am lost in the desert, I will remind them who they are. It is why you put me on Urk, and why you lead me here. The orks had forgotten who they were. They had forgotten what they were made for. For so long they were only... existing. But orks were made to fight, and to win, and to make slaves of all they do not kill. Under my hand, they have remembered. Under me, they are living. I look out over the orks, and with the last of my strength, I break out into a grin. A great snarl of triumph, like the gash you've carved across the sky. So that they know they are winning. That is all they need. If the hordes believes we're winning, we will keep winning. They will believe it, because I believe it. and I believe it, because you believe it in me. Green fades to black, and I can barely see the orks now. But I can hear the shout that rises from their throats, as they see my victory. I will see them again soon. But then, a thought comes to me. How am I to come back to the world? I remember how it was, when I was lying there with my skull smashed. How I knew you would not help me, until I helped myself. That is how it has always been. I carry myself, and you make me stronger. But I cannot carry myself back from death. If your will is for me to return, but I am the instrument of your will, how will it be carried out? And waht will happen when I am gone. Doubts gather. They are like storm clouds in the fading light; the thudner comes again. But this time you are clear in it. THERE ARE OTHERS. YOU MUST TRUST TO THEM. I squint at what I can still see of the world. There is Finds-Bullets-He-Has-Not-Lost, still with me after all this time. They are sawing and enemy apart with their great chain-choppa. They are roaring my name. As is proper. But there, nearby, is Snazdakka, once warlord of the Bad Moons on Urk. They are eyeing up the Deathskull, already calculating their odds of seizing power, now I am gone. I have spent this whole existence beating the heads of orks together, so that they fight in one direction. Without my will to enforce that, surely they will set on eachother. Everything I have made will fall apart. Maybe, I wonder, I have not done enough. Again, I feel the edges of the thing I have come to know is fear. Ghazghkull, the most powerful ork there is, is going to die afraid. NO, HE IS NOT. WE SAID, THERE ARE OTHERS. THINK HARDER. LOOK CLOSER. I do as you ask. And in the last circle of the world that has not turned black, I see something I did not see before. It is something small and green. It is Makari, my pathetic banner-waver. Or, it is their head. That is surprising. Makari is dying. But Makari always comes back. And although I would never speak this to an ork, Makari always knows the right thing to do. Vision is gone now. My thoughts grow slower. Even the anger fades. But I will die fighting. Because you have asked me to put my trust in someone who is not myself. You have asked me to trust a creature you made to be unworthy of trust. And which, at this moment, is dead. It is the hardest battle I have ever fought. It is a battle I win. Because I am Ghazghkull, and I never lose. But as the black begins to sink away into a much deeper green, a final doubt comes to me. Makari always comes back. But it is me who brings them back, by the granting of their name. If I am not there, who will find Makari* (Takes place during his resurrection) …it begins in white…I am cold…the wind howls…I am beneath ground…I wonder if I had failed you…have you sent me back for another go and get it right this time…will I rip the tongue from the beast you send and walk through the storm again….will I have my brains torn out again so all that remains is the sounds of your voices…must I do it all again I wonder…I will of I need to…but then I smell hot metal and burned flesh…I did not smell this the first time…I feel my skin…it is burning slothing through my flesh inside a shell of forged hot iron…This is good…I feel the ground quake and I think it’s the impact of your mighty green foot…until the boom comes again and again…it is the beat of my heart and it thunders, blood surges through into my limbs carrying with it the ecstasy of your violence. This spills from gashes and rivet holes and quenches my seared flesh in clouds of steam, I feel life in my bones again! Deep and green and wrathful as your divine spores spreads their tendrils. Your voices deafen me beneath the metal that binds my skull, but where it once agony…Now there’s only bliss! It is more than my head can hold though and so with my first breath I throw my head back and I roar your Warcry for all the galaxy to hear. I feel cool air on my face, an immensity above me, I stand with a grinding drag joined bones and I hear steel scream and bolts crack as I free myself. Finally the sight of my one begins to return and I bare my fangs in joy because I realize now why you’ve chosen vision as the last of these gifts. The sun is beginning to rise over the shattered city of my enemies and I stand in its crater heart, dawn is coming but above me the night is still wild and black and infinite, the stars shine fierce laid out for me to plunder and every one of them shines GREEN! It’s the first thing I have ever found to be funny and so with my second breath…I LAUGH!!

ghazkull wasn't head transplanted from the start, he got part of his brain blown out and held enough of it in to get to a painboy before he died. then had a religious experience where he proclaimed himself the prophet of gork and mork

Happy Thanksgiving and thank you for all of the Daka!

Oh man, this video has to be one of my favourite ones about the orks so far. Not only due to the explanations, but also due to the ping pong between our 2 dear presenters! Also, just to add, I believe Ghaz was already the biggest ork before the mech-transplant. The mech just made him even bigger than he already was

TLDR, ideas like the orks are keeping everyone at war don't work because they aren't specific enough to channel ork belief and it won't work in places where there aren't lots of orks, but an ork could be bulletproof if lots of orks believed an ork was big and tough enough to be and they were around to channel that belief into a psychic barrier to shield that bulletproof ork. The orks' power of belief is often misunderstood and, while I'm no authority on it, I have a way of thinking about it which I think is accurate. Psykers can do things like levitate and move objects with their mind or change chemical, physical, and biological processes, and the orks' power of belief works the same, just without conscious reasoning and where the belief of only one ork is very weak. Painting things red makes them go "fasta" because lots of orks believing this will build up a psychic aura which physically turns the wheels of the vehicle faster or enriches the fuel or something. Ork weapons and tech works because a mekboy will build a thing, believing it will work, and because all the orks around them saw the mekboy make it, they believe the mekboy knew what they were doing and believe it works as well. You can't have an ork just believe another ork will die and it will just happen. Firstly, you'll need lots of orks to believe it, but you also need a mechanism for their powers of belief to act. If an ork is charging forward and one other ork believes that ork is going to die straight away, nothing will happen, but if that charging ork is carrying a bunch of explosives and lots of orks believe that they're going to blow up, the psychic strength of their belief could make the explosives more volatile and cause them to explode spontaneously. Orks also kind of need to be aware of something to channel their belief so if their ship suddenly got a hole in it they'd be sucked into the void. However, an ork ship isn't necessarily airtight or capable of staying together without lots of orks on it believing the ship works to psychically patch the holes and manifest air for them to breathe. I think you could also get situations when an ork's could survive in space if an individual ork was so lost in a fight that they didn't notice why they were struggling to breathe and chose to ignore it while fighting. However, as soon as that ork realises they shouldn't be able to breathe, they will suffocate. I imagine orks could breathe any atmosphere without issue because their belief that they should be able to would modify what they're breathing in to be breathable, but that orks would be unable to breathe on a planet that they considered toxic, regardless of what the atmospheric composition was. I really never learned to be concise, even my TLDR is pretty long.

Can't believe you didn't mention Kaptin Bludflagg, the Ork Freeboota in Dawn of War 2: Redemption who started a Waaagh to get an Inquisitor's hat

The puns are just top tier this time around, it's adorable.

Orks are implied to spiritually operate within the context of the Waaagh, adjacent to, but not necessarily directly connected to, the warp. They are not soulless, and both lore and Ork belief speak to and about reincarnation. They are difficult to corrupt, resistant to, and less appealing to the chaos powers due to their "otherness*, their semiseperate gestalt consciousness in the Waagh. But they are not in fact soulless, like a blank or Necron.

You didnt talk about: -the moon catapults or "rokz" -the beast -the octarius war -the wretchen launcher -the skig teleporter -the speed waaaagh and the speedfreaks -purple orks -the red goblin -the killa kan -the deff dread -gargants -weird boyz -mekboyz -ullanor and armaggedon

55:40 Yarrick learned that the orks believed he could kill them just by looking at them (because he would generally kill orks while they were standing stock-still in shock that the legendary Yarrick was so tiny) so he had his artificial eye modified to shoot lasers. I am not joking, this is a thing he did.

Don't forget the snotlings that make the gargant go. The war boss says turn so they make it turn.

I still love that blood angels move faster than most space marines because their armor is red and Orks believe that red is faster

Orks are the embodiment of a Loony Tunes character that runs off a cliff but keeps going & won’t fall until they look down

10:35 if I had a cent for every time someone brings up "The Secret" when discussing Orks today, I would have 2 cents, which isn't a lot but it's weird it happened twice

Kari should watch Adeptus Ridiculous' Squig Tier list episode. I couldn't stop laughing for an hour straight.

I literally found and binged all ur 40k vids today, and now you drop this, ive never been happier.

The trick to mushroom puns, the core: deception. (cor-dyceps)

Orks may be the comedic relief but they’re also basically the ones guaranteed to win in the end; their only real competition might be the tyranids. They just propagate so fast and thrive so much in war. Edit: also doesn’t the ork “it just works” ability affect the world too? Like if you’re wearing certain colors on your armor as a human, like red, the orks think it makes you faster, so the blood angels for example would get a speed boost. Or purple is stealfy, so purple armor makes you camouflaged to them etc.

Something else to remember in Warhammer is there's basically two different realms, reality and the warp. The warp being the power that psykers get power from but all life also effects the warp at the same time. Each ork has a higher connection to the warp than do other species meaning they can basically bend reality to their believe.

I’ve been hyped and waiting for this for so long!! Completely smashed it

Fun fact, gazgul wasn’t decapitated. He caught a bolt round to the cranium. So, his brains got scrambled. He then got an adamantium plate put over the hole and that’s how he got fixed.

Just when I thought bricky couldn’t be anymore based HE HOSTS FELLOW CREATORS MERCH!

My fave gaurdsman ork copy pasta A platoon of guardsmen were holding a valuable objective against a massive WAAAGH, and were successfully cutting down each wave of greenskins that came at them. After about 10 waves however, the guardsmen began running out of ammo. One of the sergents ran up to his Commissar and pleaded for him to sound the retreat. "We're all out of ammo sir, we can't hold the line anymore they'll overrun us for sure!" "Nonsense, you don't even need ammo to kill orks!" The Guardsman looked confused at this statement. "When the next wave of orks comes over the hill, point your weapons at them, and shout BANG as loud as you can, and the xenos filth will fall over dead!" The Commissar then ordered him back into his ranks and to spread the word. The sergent, certain he and his men would soon die, did as his commissar ordered. When the next wave of orks came over the hill, he pointed his empty lasgun at the horde and shouted "BANG!" To his amazement, an ork fell over, seemingly dead. He thought perhaps someone had shot it with a spare round, so he pointed his gun yet again and shouted "BANG!" Another ork dropped dead, and the sergent saw a glimmer of hope. He and his men "shot" the rest of the orks dead, shouting "BANG" all up and down the line. They were all shocked that it had actually worked! The next wave of orks came over, and this time the guardsmen were so excited that they began having a little fun with it. They'd pick up rocks, throwing them and shouting "BANG", and scores of orks would drop. Some even simply ran up to the orks with no weapon and shouted "BANG", killing the xenos instantly. They smiled and jeered the simple greenskins at how easy it was to kill them. The third wave came over, and as they bore down on the guardsmen, the imperial platoon began shouting "BANG" as they had before. This time none of the orks dropped however. They thought maybe they hadn't been loud enough, so they shouted again, but still none of the orks died. The guardsmen began to panic and screamed bang repeatedly and frantically, but to no avail. The ork horde reached the guardsmen and cut them all down with their choppas. As the sergent fell, the life bleeding from him, he faintly heard the ork passing him chanting "I'm a tank, I'm a tank, I'm a tank

@Bricky is quietly becoming the youtube warhammer merch godfather and I am so proud.

There is a story about an Ork ship that had dozens of grots walking around outside the ship making repairs without any spacesuits. A Freeboota ship pulls along side and hails them, "Hey you gitz! Don't you know you can't be in space without a suit?". There are a few moments of silence followed by all the grots outside the ship suddenly dying from asphyxia and floating away.

Can't believe he didn't go over purple orks.

The reason for the Margaret Thatcher reference is because the grim dark only war setting of warhammer 40k is inspired by Thatcher-era Britain and the hopelessness felt by some of the populace at the time.

It should be emphasized that the 'camo' color is actually bright purple, because have you ever seen a purple orc? Also, Ghazghkull didn't start off beheaded, he got a bullet in the brain which gave him his 'vision' that started his career as a warboss. He was only decapitated much later (when he was already very big) and got his head attached to an even bigger mech body

i believe doom may have taken a bit of inspiration from 40k specifically because i believe the first doom specified that doom guy wasnt just a guy fighting demons but he was specifically a space marine fighting demons

Kari is now known as The Pun-isher.

I’m loving this series so much. As someone who got introduced to 40k from the Dawn of War games, I was hoping to hear some stuff about my boy Gorgutz but all the stories were so entertaining! The two of you are wonderful to listen to!

“If purple ain’t the stealfy colour… ‘ow come ya ain’t evah seen a purple ork?”

The 40K RPG rulebook had a rule just for Ork weapons: If handled by a ork, all the stats stays the same, if handled by a non-ork race the weapon gets the 'Unreliable quality' perk. Basically meaning it will jam an malfunction a lot more often.

cool bit about the goffs is that they are supposedly hailed directly from the ork warboss that Horus killed on ulanor back before the heresy and their color scheme is derived from his legion's color palette because that's what they believe allowed horus' legion to beat them

Fun fact: Orks don’t get sick because Gork and Mork beat up Nurgle.

As orks gather in groups, they just get given knowledge. as more orks gather, more strange ideas the ork gets and he just does things with the idea, without thinking about the idea.

Slight correction the Old Ones didn't come across a race and modified them into orks the Old Ones made them from scratch.

A little fun fact. In Warhammer fantasy there’s a group of forks called the back door boys. Use that information however you want

My favorite 40k theory is that the Emperor is only still alive because the Orks think he is

Fun fact I remembered when they talked about the reds and one said “the faster pastor.” There’s actually a somewhat talented racer, Layne Schranz, who is also a pastor and is jokingly called “the faster pastor.” But the real question is “How fast does the faster pastor fast, and does he skip breakfast?”

"We will not be talking about Malal" *Sad Sons of Malice noises* Found your Ork voice fantastic, though.

My favorite thing about Grizgutz is that the whole "we exited The Warp *before we even left in the first place* !" happens to humans too, and it always gets framed in a cosmic horror, the inevitability of doom and death kind of way. But with Orks, they are just like "OI! WE'Z HERE BEFORE WE'Z EVEN LEFT!... ... ... THAT ONE'Z GOT ANOTHER ONE UV MY FAVORITE SHOOTA, GET 'EM!"

It works for non orks too... In theory the reason Ultramarines are so unrealistically lucky and always get the job done, is because they are blue. And in ork color theory blue is the luckiest color. There's also entries in the space wolves books where space marines have used orc vehicles. Until they realize the truck had no gas in it.

Yes, Orks have trains. A bigmek/warboss made a giant land train that was effectively indestructible because it was leaching the rage power of a corrupted shard of Kain. 17:40

Orks, only the faction were your skill at Kitbashing doesn't mater

The ork belief system kinda works with every faction, the guardsmen lasgun should not work with demons but it does so everyone is affected with their belief

Haven't seen youse guys before, but whoever this Lady is I like her. Balancing not actually researching the orks, while preparing as many mushroom puns as physically possible is a sign of talent and dedication.

..... I hate how right Kari is about 'The Secret'

"What if they want to stop?" One of the Ork's types of space ships is the Rok'. It's a big asteroid with guns and thrusters that will land on a planet falling star style and most Orks usually survive the landing XD

There's also an Imperial Guard unit called the Ork Hunters who adopt Orkish behaviour to the point they can use Ork tech

When Orkz speak, it's Cockney, which was derived from the English Footballers and Rugby players. Remember that GW developed Warhammer 40k in the 1980's. One minor detail about Ork technology (Tekkieology): Ork tech (if it can be called that) works in the *presence* of Orkz. A human or any other race could, in theory, pick up an Ork Shoota while an Ork is nearby and cycle the weapon. One such instance is an Ork was captured and set to be studied by some Space Marines. The Ork was in one room and his Shoota, Choppa, and assorted items were in another. Whilst separated, the Shoota would not fire. Bringing the Shoota near the Ork so he could see it, the Marine, while looking down the barrel of the Shoota, pulled the trigger and his head was blasted off. The Ork found this unfortunate event hilarious. Edit: Yarrick is canonically dead (Personally I don't agree with GW's decision). For Ghazgull and his prophet status, he had a dream from both Gork and Mork, which is why 'E iz "Da Prophet uv Da WAAAGH!" Yarrick meant so much to Ghaz because he puts up a good fight. That's all an Ork wants. A worthy opponent. Space Marines: Mareen Boyz, Beakeez Chaos Marines: Spiky Boyz T'au: Fisheez Aeldari: Pointy Earz Imperial Guard: 'Oomiez, 'Umiez Necron: Metal Gitz, Tin 'Eadz

Just found your channel, you two are a delight

This is a great series, one of the few channels I keep coming back to make sure I don't miss an episode. Keen for the next post, hopefully, sooner than later.