Roight, what this story needs is some proper Orky times. So, its my turn ya grots. 'ere we go! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!
Wily POV
I gave a tired sigh as I headed to bed, taking off to the world of sleep. Work was way harder today. I didn't even bother to take a look online for new stuff to watch or read. I was just that tired.
I let out a small sigh as I pulled my blankets over me. I'm just going to sleep. So, that's what I did. I slept.
I fell through a void, as I did, I saw images of greenskined monsters fighting. Looting. And both at the same time. As I did, the sound of gunshots, melee and every sound of combat was heard. All of them were heard with one single word. No, not a word….something more of a word. Something more powerful. Something that is symbolic and important.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I woke up with a start, heavily breathing. What the hell was that!? That was terrifying and yet…strangely exciting.
When I have calmed down, the panic returns when I notice my surroundings have changed. It was not my bedroom.
Instead I was in some kind of metal hall. Various pipes and other things sticking out. And then I noticed the Orks. I panicked and backed away from them, fear telling me I should run and yet another was telling me to fight.
As I backed away, I caught my reflection. My eyes widened. I couldn't believe it. I refused to believe.
In the reflection was not a human. But instead an ork staring with the same expression.
After a long period of time, I screamed and so did the Ork.
Do you know about the Five Stages of Grief? I did. I went through them.
First was Denial. I didn't believe that this was my new life. I thought it was a dream. That I was in some kind of nightmare. But reality soon told me it was real when I hurt my hand.
Next was anger. I cursed every being both fictional and real in existence. For tearing me away from my home, my family and friends.
Third was bargaining, I tried praying and offering sacrifices to the Ork Gods Mork and Gork (or was Gork and Mork?) to bring me back home.
Fourth was depression, I had many thoughts of ending myself. Just to end it all and not suffer you know?
And finally, Acceptation. I accepted I was an Ork. And I was going to have fun.
And so, I traveled across the place as a week passed by, I just traveled and collected a lot of scrap.
Said scrap was used to make weapons. Mostly Shootas and Choppas. Yes, I was a Mekboy, and a damn good one too.
Anyways, one day, I was doing my usual wanderings, when I stumbled upon a door. Curiosity piqued; I began to hack it. The Ork Way.
I grabbed a piston and began to ram the door down. After much time and cursing it went down. "Zoggin' finally, I'z wuz finkin' dat it wuld neva open!" I said, before spotting a metal git looking at me and he was standing in a Dakka and Choppa room!
"OI METAL GIT! I WUZ 'ERE FIRST." I yelled. "DIS IS MINE!"
"He isn't attacking?" Metal Git said.
"He is about to." Another voice said, causing me to look for it.
"HO'S YOU SPEAKING TA? WER AR YA, YA PURPLE GIT?" I said.
"Spyglass, try to find a way around it…." The Purple Git said, but Spyglass (Formerly Metal Git), had another idea.
"What's your name?" He asked me. I smiled at him being nice.
"Spyglass that's…"
"ME NAME'S WILY, PLEASED TA MET-CHA!" I shouted at him.
"Ok then, my name"Ok then, hi Wily, I'm Spyglass. And I am not here to fight. How did you get here?" He asked me.
"NO ZOGIN IDEA. I WUS GOIN TA SLEEP AFTUR WERK UN DAY AND BAM, I'Z ERE AND AM GREEN!" I answered him honestly.
"I'm sorry... but WHAT?" He said in shock.
"PLESED TA MET-CHA INVISI-GIT! ME NAME IS WILY!" I said to the invisible git.
"No, not that... that bit earlier. about you waking up and..." Spyglass said.
"YE, I WUS A HUMIE A WEEK AGO! WAT YER GONNA DO BOUT IT? " I said with a frown.
"I think I'd like to talk with you for a while..." He said.
"Roit." I nodded my head.
"Spyglass, start heading for the airlock, please." The invisible git said to the metal git.
"LEAF EVERYFING WHERE YA FOUND IT, I WUZ ERE FIRST!" I said, picking up some of the weapons to make a weapon both shooty and Choppy.