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	How she came into existence, none can truly fathom. Orks are universally genderless with traits humans would call masculine... thus making a feminine ork utterly impossible.		How she came into existence, none can truly fathom. Orks are universally genderless with traits humans would call masculine... thus making a feminine ork utterly impossible.

	But people from here and the other wiki (Wikipedia, not ED, ~~you fags~~) will make anything up to jerk off to.		But people from here and the other wiki (Wikipedia, not ED, dipshits) will make anything up to jerk off to.

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	For a long time you watch her stomach rise and fall as she snores softly, before you cuddle into her and drift off to sleep too. Before you nod, you see a faint smile on her green lips. Everything's alright. She still feels loved.		For a long time you watch her stomach rise and fall as she snores softly, before you cuddle into her and drift off to sleep too. Before you nod, you see a faint smile on her green lips. Everything's alright. She still feels loved.
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1d4chan>NotBrandX at 16:25, 31 March 2010

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	In short, it follows an adorable [[loli]] [[Ork]] schoolgirl named Ork-Chan who lives with her white-trash [[Imperial Guard\|Imperial Guardsman]] [[What\|father]] through a handful of short stories.		In short, it follows an adorable [[loli]] [[Ork]] schoolgirl named Ork-Chan who lives with her white-trash [[Imperial Guard\|Imperial Guardsman]] [[What\|father]] through a handful of short stories.

	How she came into existence, none can truly fathom. Orks are universally masculine ~~and genderless~~. ~~Thus~~ making a feminine ork utterly impossible.		How she came into existence, none can truly fathom. Orks are universally genderless with traits humans would call masculine... thus making a feminine ork utterly impossible.

	But people from here and the other wiki(Wikipedia, not ED, you fags) will make anything up to jerk off to.		But people from here and the other wiki (Wikipedia, not ED, you fags) will make anything up to jerk off to.

117.102.36.107 at 15:04, 31 March 2010

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	How she came into existence, none can truly fathom. Orks are universally masculine and genderless. Thus making a feminine ork utterly impossible.		How she came into existence, none can truly fathom. Orks are universally masculine and genderless. Thus making a feminine ork utterly impossible.

	But people from here and the other wiki will make anything up to jerk off to.		But people from here and the other wiki(Wikipedia, not ED, you fags) will make anything up to jerk off to.

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	In short, it follows an adorable [[loli]] [[Ork]] schoolgirl named Ork-Chan who lives with her white-trash [[Imperial Guard\|Imperial Guardsman]] [[What\|father]] through a handful of short stories.		In short, it follows an adorable [[loli]] [[Ork]] schoolgirl named Ork-Chan who lives with her white-trash [[Imperial Guard\|Imperial Guardsman]] [[What\|father]] through a handful of short stories.

			How she came into existence, none can truly fathom. Orks are universally masculine and genderless. Thus making a feminine ork utterly impossible.

			But people from here and the other wiki will make anything up to jerk off to.

1d4chan>SurgicalStrike at 14:26, 1 October 2009

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	[[Image:OrkChan.jpg\|thumb\|right\|D'awwwwwwwwww...]]'''Ork-Chan''' is a particulalry heartwarming piece of Writefaggotry, which sparks copious amouts of D'awwwwww all across /tg/ whenever it is posted, as well as RAGE at Tau in general for killing her mother.		{{Story}}
			[[Image:OrkChan.jpg\|thumb\|right\|D'awwwwwwwwww...]]'''Ork-Chan''' is a particulalry heartwarming piece of Writefaggotry, which sparks copious amouts of D'awwwwww all across /tg/ whenever it is posted, as well as RAGE at [[Tau]] in general for killing her mother.

	In short, it follows an adorable loli Ork schoolgirl named Ork-Chan who lives with her white-trash Imperial Guardsman father through a handful of short stories.		In short, it follows an adorable [[loli]] [[Ork]] schoolgirl named Ork-Chan who lives with her white-trash [[Imperial Guard\|Imperial Guardsman]] [[What\|father]] through a handful of short stories.


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	For a long time you watch her stomach rise and fall as she snores softly, before you cuddle into her and drift off to sleep too. Before you nod, you see a faint smile on her green lips. Everything's alright. She still feels loved.		For a long time you watch her stomach rise and fall as she snores softly, before you cuddle into her and drift off to sleep too. Before you nod, you see a faint smile on her green lips. Everything's alright. She still feels loved.
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1d4chan>Black Saloon at 14:52, 15 July 2009

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	[[Image:OrkChan.jpg\|thumb\|right\|D'awwwwwwwwww...]]'''Ork-Chan''' is a particulalry heartwarming piece of Writefaggotry, which sparks copious amouts of D'awwwwww all across /tg/ whenever it is posted, as well as ~~anger~~ at ~~the~~ Tau for killing her mother.		[[Image:OrkChan.jpg\|thumb\|right\|D'awwwwwwwwww...]]'''Ork-Chan''' is a particulalry heartwarming piece of Writefaggotry, which sparks copious amouts of D'awwwwww all across /tg/ whenever it is posted, as well as RAGE at Tau in general for killing her mother.

	In short, it follows an adorable loli Ork schoolgirl named Ork-Chan who lives with her white-trash Imperial Guardsman father through a handful of short stories.		In short, it follows an adorable loli Ork schoolgirl named Ork-Chan who lives with her white-trash Imperial Guardsman father through a handful of short stories.


	== ~~Ork-Chan~~ ==		== Chapter One ==

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	"Not sure sweetie... let's wait till tomorrow to go outside."		"Not sure sweetie... let's wait till tomorrow to go outside."

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			== Epilogue ==

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	{{Story}}		{{Story}}
	[[Image:OrkChan.jpg\|thumb\|right\|D'awwwwwwwwww...]]'''Ork-Chan''' is a ~~particulalry~~ heartwarming piece of Writefaggotry, which sparks copious ~~amouts~~ of D'awwwwww all across /tg/ whenever it is posted, as well as RAGE at [[Tau]] in general for killing her mother.		[[Image:OrkChan.jpg\|thumb\|right\|D'awwwwwwwwww...]]'''Ork-Chan''' is a particularly heartwarming piece of Writefaggotry, which sparks copious amounts of D'awwwwww all across /tg/ whenever it is posted, as well as RAGE at [[Tau]] in general for killing her mother.

	In short, it follows an adorable [[loli]] [[Ork]] schoolgirl named Ork-Chan who lives with her white-trash [[Imperial Guard\|Imperial Guardsman]] [[What\|father]] through a handful of short stories.		In short, it follows an adorable [[loli]] [[Ork]] schoolgirl named Ork-Chan who lives with her white-trash [[Imperial Guard\|Imperial Guardsman]] [[What\|father]] through a handful of short stories.
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	"That's my girl." you say, her beaming in happiness.		"That's my girl." you say, her beaming in happiness.

	Ork-Chan's mother was killed in a WAAAAAAAGH! six years ago when her Warbike was shot by the Tau. Since then you have been raising Ork-Chan by yourself, working as a ~~translater~~ so you can work at home and be with her during the nights. Your house is small and she has to buy used weapons for school, but you are able to put Squig on the table and take her to the Trukk Races every month.		Ork-Chan's mother was killed in a WAAAAAAAGH! six years ago when her Warbike was shot by the Tau. Since then you have been raising Ork-Chan by yourself, working as a translator so you can work at home and be with her during the nights. Your house is small and she has to buy used weapons for school, but you are able to put Squig on the table and take her to the Trukk Races every month.
	Smiling back down to her, you take her hand. "Let's go home."		Smiling back down to her, you take her hand. "Let's go home."
	"Kan we go out bak an' shoot fingz?"		"Kan we go out bak an' shoot fingz?"
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	Walking out the back in your fatigue pants, boots and a white singlet, Ork-Chan starts bouncing on her feet happily as you approach the makeshift sandbags. Opposite the 'bunker' are targets you let Ork-Chan draw with crayons, pathetic humans cowering in terror.		Walking out the back in your fatigue pants, boots and a white singlet, Ork-Chan starts bouncing on her feet happily as you approach the makeshift sandbags. Opposite the 'bunker' are targets you let Ork-Chan draw with crayons, pathetic humans cowering in terror.
	"Okay. If you hit with most the bullets we can go and get cave fungus for dinner. Deal?"		"Okay. If you hit with most the bullets we can go and get cave fungus for dinner. Deal?"
	Ork-Chan clasped the gun to herself happily. "Kan I chooz da ~~colour~~?"		Ork-Chan clasped the gun to herself happily. "Kan I chooz da color?"
	"Only if you do well."		"Only if you do well."

	The targets only have a few holes in them after five clips, most of that ammo wasted on a cat running across the back fence halfway through. ~~Embarassed~~, Ork-Chan giggles and fidgets nervously.		The targets only have a few holes in them after five clips, most of that ammo wasted on a cat running across the back fence halfway through. Embarrassed, Ork-Chan giggles and fidgets nervously.
	"Eyes on the prize, sweetie."		"Eyes on the prize, sweetie."

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	"Sure thing sweetie. Go get your shoota and choppa." you tell her, flicking an errant strand of hair from her face. Happily she skips inside the house, humming an incoherent tune. Orkish music remains beyond your understanding.		"Sure thing sweetie. Go get your shoota and choppa." you tell her, flicking an errant strand of hair from her face. Happily she skips inside the house, humming an incoherent tune. Orkish music remains beyond your understanding.

	Before long you are flooring it along the ~~alkalai~~ flats outside town. Wind blasts your face as you approach over one hundred, but your electrogoggles protect your eyes and you can see every bump, cactus and rock for miles ahead.		Before long you are flooring it along the alkali flats outside town. Wind blasts your face as you approach over one hundred, but your electrogoggles protect your eyes and you can see every bump, cactus and rock for miles ahead.

	Above the roar of the engine you can hear Ork-Chan giggling as she fires at the Razorjacks flying through the air from the gunner's seat in the back. Her school skirt flaps furiously in the wind, and she holds a green hand out one side of the vehicle, letting the air guide it in a waving motion before slamming another clip home and shooting at another animal, the beast crying out as it falls from the sky.		Above the roar of the engine you can hear Ork-Chan giggling as she fires at the Razorjacks flying through the air from the gunner's seat in the back. Her school skirt flaps furiously in the wind, and she holds a green hand out one side of the vehicle, letting the air guide it in a waving motion before slamming another clip home and shooting at another animal, the beast crying out as it falls from the sky.
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	Suddenly she jumps up excitedly. "Dere's a movin' trukk comin' into town, daddy! Look!"		Suddenly she jumps up excitedly. "Dere's a movin' trukk comin' into town, daddy! Look!"
	Walking to her you take the goggles and look at the road Ork-Chan is pointing to.		Walking to her you take the goggles and look at the road Ork-Chan is pointing to.
	"I see 'em, sweetie. Who are our new ~~neighbours~~ then?" you ask out loud, trying to catch a glimpse of the vehicle behind the-		"I see 'em, sweetie. Who are our new neighbors then?" you ask out loud, trying to catch a glimpse of the vehicle behind the-

	Your blood runs cold. Smooth, rounded curves ~~coloured~~ yellow and hovering above the road. Tau.		Your blood runs cold. Smooth, rounded curves colored yellow and hovering above the road. Tau.

	As your face turns scarlet with rage you turn back to the buggy. "Ork-chan, get in. We're not hunting Squig anymore."		As your face turns scarlet with rage you turn back to the buggy. "Ork-chan, get in. We're not hunting Squig anymore."
	You never understood how, but she always knows when a fight's coming. Giggling excitedly, she bundles the shoota up and jumps into the gunner's seat as you put the hammer down, engine growling as rooster tails of small rocks and sand flick out behind the wheels before you descend the mesa, Ork-Chan cheering as you roar down the sand and onto the ~~alkalai~~ flats in an angry cloud of dust.		You never understood how, but she always knows when a fight's coming. Giggling excitedly, she bundles the shoota up and jumps into the gunner's seat as you put the hammer down, engine growling as rooster tails of small rocks and sand flick out behind the wheels before you descend the mesa, Ork-Chan cheering as you roar down the sand and onto the alkali flats in an angry cloud of dust.


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	"Ready, sweetie?" you ask, tucking the stub gun into your waistband as you step out onto the curb. She nods ecstatically, giving you a sly sharp-toothed grin.		"Ready, sweetie?" you ask, tucking the stub gun into your waistband as you step out onto the curb. She nods ecstatically, giving you a sly sharp-toothed grin.

	As you turn to the house you see one of the occupants walk out to greet you, dressed in simple white robes. You step forward to meet him halfway as he speaks, each word sickening. "Welcome, ~~neighbour~~. Thank you for coming to greet us here! My name is-"		As you turn to the house you see one of the occupants walk out to greet you, dressed in simple white robes. You step forward to meet him halfway as he speaks, each word sickening. "Welcome, neighbor. Thank you for coming to greet us here! My name is-"
	Before he can get another word in, you slam the butt of the stub gun into his face as hard as you can, blasting him in the head once he is on the ground. Ork-Chan runs after you, cheering as she jumps on his chest before joining you at the door.		Before he can get another word in, you slam the butt of the stub gun into his face as hard as you can, blasting him in the head once he is on the ground. Ork-Chan runs after you, cheering as she jumps on his chest before joining you at the door.
	You nod to her as she pulls one of her Stikkbombs from her schoolbag, pulling the pin and throwing it through the glass of the window in the center of the door. Both of you take cover either side of the frame.		You nod to her as she pulls one of her Stikkbombs from her schoolbag, pulling the pin and throwing it through the glass of the window in the center of the door. Both of you take cover either side of the frame.
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	"Dat fing looks weerd..."		"Dat fing looks weerd..."
	"It does, doesn't it?" you reply, both of you staring at your new television from your couch. It is adorned with strange curves and is an odd brown ~~colour~~, but ~~it's~~ owners didn't need it anymore. Why waste it?		"It does, doesn't it?" you reply, both of you staring at your new television from your couch. It is adorned with strange curves and is an odd brown color, but its owners didn't need it anymore. Why waste it?

	Looking over at Ork-Chan, you are nonplussed when she is wearing a Tau helmet she took 'for a trophy'. In the top of the helmet is a large ~~bullethole~~ with a small trickle of dried blood down the front where a Shoota round had punched through.		Looking over at Ork-Chan, you are nonplussed when she is wearing a Tau helmet she took 'for a trophy'. In the top of the helmet is a large bullet hole with a small trickle of dried blood down the front where a Shoota round had punched through.
	"Take that off." you tell her, the helmet inclining downward before she pulls it off, holding it in both hands and staring at it. Her school uniform is flecked with blood and oil, but she is happy. You couldn't buy that anywhere, and wouldn't trade it away for any price.		"Take that off." you tell her, the helmet inclining downward before she pulls it off, holding it in both hands and staring at it. Her school uniform is flecked with blood and oil, but she is happy. You couldn't buy that anywhere, and wouldn't trade it away for any price.
	"You did real good today, Ork-Chan." you tell her, putting an arm around her and scruffing her hair again. She squeals with laughter before you let her go and stand up. "Enough TV. Let's go roast some squig."		"You did real good today, Ork-Chan." you tell her, putting an arm around her and scruffing her hair again. She squeals with laughter before you let her go and stand up. "Enough TV. Let's go roast some squig."
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	"Systems check." You announce, pulling your range-finder up to your eyes and looking the piece of ordinance up and down.		"Systems check." You announce, pulling your range-finder up to your eyes and looking the piece of ordinance up and down.
	"Da light on dis button is green, so everyfing is good ta go." she announces happily, licking her lips as she waits for the command. But as she is about to press it you ~~notive~~ that one of the fins is loose.		"Da light on dis button is green, so everyfing is good ta go." she announces happily, licking her lips as she waits for the command. But as she is about to press it you notice that one of the fins is loose.
	"Hold on, hold on... the third fin is loose. Don't fire." you tell her, lowering the range-finder and looking down at her.		"Hold on, hold on... the third fin is loose. Don't fire." you tell her, lowering the range-finder and looking down at her.

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	With an electronic beep of the pressed button the thruster engages, the roar deafening as it takes to the skies.		With an electronic beep of the pressed button the thruster engages, the roar deafening as it takes to the skies.
	Ork-Chan cheers as it streaks towards ~~it's~~ target, until the loose fin snaps off. Swirling chaotically, it spirals away from the target and back towards town. Quickly you pull the range finder up long enough to see the top floor of the tavern explode in a gargantuan plume of fire and smoke.		Ork-Chan cheers as it streaks towards its target, until the loose fin snaps off. Swirling chaotically, it spirals away from the target and back towards town. Quickly you pull the range finder up long enough to see the top floor of the tavern explode in a gargantuan plume of fire and smoke.

	Ork-Chan stares at the explosion in town in shock, the sound reaching you both two seconds later. Immediately she drops the control panel and looks at you.		Ork-Chan stares at the explosion in town in shock, the sound reaching you both two seconds later. Immediately she drops the control panel and looks at you.
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	The stars are twinkling brightly in the sky, a magnificent night to admire them if there ever was one. Having built a really big fire in the backyard because you both felt like it, you and Ork-Chan lay back and stare up at them, the warm blaze snapping and crackling as if perturbed at the quality of ~~it's~~ fuel.		The stars are twinkling brightly in the sky, a magnificent night to admire them if there ever was one. Having built a really big fire in the backyard because you both felt like it, you and Ork-Chan lay back and stare up at them, the warm blaze snapping and crackling as if perturbed at the quality of its fuel.

	"Daddy?" Ork-Chan asks, resting her head on your stomach as she gazes up at the Heavens.		"Daddy?" Ork-Chan asks, resting her head on your stomach as she gazes up at the Heavens.