Editing Tuska Daemon-Killa (section)

==Krumpin' Time==
When Tuska plunged into the [[Eye of Terror|Eye]], things went batshit real quick. The worlds they saw would've driven any human [[SAN|insane]] and gibbering dozens of times over... luckily, Orks don't stop to comprehend the [[Warp]] or boring shit like that. Because of that, WAAAGH Tuska plowed through several [[Daemon world]]s. Tuska did not discriminate about which of the [[Chaos Gods]]' domains he trespassed in; [[Not As Planned|crushing crystal worlds]] made up of [[Just as Planned|pure thought]] owned by [[Tzeentch]], to jungle worlds infested by temptresses of [[Slaanesh]]. This wasn't easy, however, as Tuska's forces slowly dwindled as he conquered various worlds. This didn't deter Tuska. He kept slaughtering every-''goddamn''-thing in his way.

This grand adventure would meet its end on a planet literally made of blood. When the Orks made planetfall, they were met with nothing. Enraged, Tuska shot at the bloody ground with his [[shoota]], and was met with a shake of the planet. He looked at the ground, his Boyz, the ground, and then his Boyz again. He yelled out [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Io0OQ2zPS4 "FIRE EVERYFING!"] All the Orks began firing everything they had at the ground. With a tremble, [[Bloodletter|Bloodletters]] popped up from the surface and rampaged through the mobs of Boyz. All of a sudden, the Khornate [[Daemon Prince]] by the name of the [[Skub|Blood Prince]] (... original, I know), popped up and challenged Tuska.

Tuska and the Blood Prince dueled for hours as Tuska was repeatedly wounded and his Orks dwindled one by one. It climaxed when Tuska was pinned to the ground via a blade through his gut. The Blood Prince roared and proclaimed his victory over Tuska and his fellow Greenskins. Luckily, some of Tuska's Weirdboyz caused a distraction long enough for Tuska to pull one final, [[Anal circumference|amazing act of defiance]].

He reached up "making a gesture of his own" and (presumably) [[Awesome|crushed both of the Blood Prince's daemonic balls with his Power Klaw]], causing a ''squish'' loud enough to cause the [[Emperor|Emprah]] to cringe slightly on the Golden Throne. The daemon squealed a high pitched scream similar to that of a [[Pretty Marines|Pretty Marine]], and Tuska subsequently died from his injuries. TL;DR: It was FUCKING metal as FUCK, dude. (In reality he "just" chopped off one of the daemon's legs.)

Tuska's story would've ended there if [[Khorne]] himself didn't witness these hilarious shenanigans caused by the Orks. Demanding an encore, he resurrected Tuska and his WAAAGH for them to do battle with his champions and generals every day. With each dawn, Tuska and his Boyz would come back to life, fight and die, and the process would repeat (so basically Valhalla with Orks instead of vikings). To anyone else, this would be a never-ending hell of violence and dying... but to Tuska, he was ''loving'' it. He could live out his dreams of killing daemons for all eternity in the shadows of Khorne's Brass Citadel. Tuska had come home. '''<span style="color:#33aa33;">TUSKA WILL RETURN, AND HE WILL STOMP DA ENTIRE GALAXIE!!!</span>''' Which, is not an idle threat at all. Orks get bigger the more they fight, especially when enjoying said fight, and Tuska and his band have been fighting and dying 24 hours a day, seven days a week, in the Warp which is a temporal Möbius strip at the best of times. After all that fighting it would not be surprising if they were the size of [[Imperial Knight]]s. If for whatever reason they ever left that daemon world, maybe Khorne wanted them to krump somebody or he'll stop sending them [[Bloodthirster]]s to fight him or something, well, Emperor help you. '''<span style="color:#33aa33;">NAH DAT SNOTLING WON'T HELP YA 'E KAN'T EVEN MOVE! HUR HUR HUR.</span>'''

On the other hand: they may enjoy fighting daemons so much, and be so bored fighting 'puny ummies' they may just ignore you and focus on any nearby demons, making them [[Ork Snipers|Ork grey (green?) knights]].