FlintTD

On an ancient world, far from Imperial eye, a lazy and overweight Deffskull mek scrambled over a mountain of scrap and refuse.  Few orks remained on the planet, but those who did were free to claim huge swaths of land for themselves, and eat as many squigs as they could catch.  This particulat mek felt the need to go find some shiny gubbins to case his latest kompyuta, no doubt wired up for simulating blasting virtual humies, like the ones he desperately wanted to chop and shoot.  Below him was a thin skarboy resting on a sun-bleached and leg-less chair, wearing an oversized hat and drinking a low-proof squigbrew

-Torkio Drift- When the Pqilus System was first colonized by Imperial forces, they build an enourmous station within the thick clouds of Pqilus VI. The gas giant held vast chemical wealth, but the colonists were all eradicated by a Hurd invasion. Years later, an Ork Freeboota found the station's hulk and "called it." He turned the derelict station into a jumbled gas refinery, and settled down as an overpriced gas merchant. When a mek he hired discovered that many of the gasses glowed when electrified, and subsequently put "nee-on glowy tubes" all over his Junka, the Freeboota called up every Bad Moon and Flash Git he knew. The Freeboota ne