STORMBOYZ
Stormboyz are a terrifying phenomenon in Ork society, which is worrying the more traditional Ork warriors. Stormboyz are young Orks full of militaristic fervour. They take great pride in their equipment, even to the extent of polishing their boots! They believe in strict organisation, obedience, discipline, and military prowess. Now, these are all respectable virtues among Orks — except for organisation, obedience, and discipline. Consequently, many traditional Orks think the Stormboyz take themselves too seriously, and often accuse them of “spoilin' da fun.” In Ork society, everything is done for its own sake, including war. Forethought and planning are avoided by most Orks, who would rather not be bogged down by these elements of organisation - some of these duties are delegated to their slaves the Gretchin. Discipline does not need to be carried to extremes; a sharp cuff on the head from the Boss should suffice, Uniforms are all right as long as they leave plenty of scope for self-expression. Above all, fighting is something to be relished and enjoyed; it should not be taken too seriously. As the Orks say, “yer don't wanna go makin’ yer ‘ead hurt over nufink.”
Sadly, the traditional way of the Ork isn’t good enough for many of the Ork youth - they want to rebel. They all want to be alike. They are obsessed with military style and the trivial details of warfare. They are unwilling to follow the good example of the veteran warriors, which is to “just get on wiv it.” Most Orks laugh at the efforts of the Stormboyz, who strut about, shouting orders, drilling, and voluntarily doing what they are told. Whenever the Stormboyz. are out on a route march, a crowd of Squig-chewing veterans : gathers to watch and yell insults, like “‘get Es some mud on yer boots” or “who do you fink you are, stinkin’ ‘oomans!” Other Orks are less amused, and lament the departure from good Orkish ways of doing things. The general consensus is: “der is somefink wrong wiv da yoof of today; we neva dun no drillin’ when I wuz a young’ un, and we nevva done no runnin’ away nyver."
The reality of the Stormboyz is that most of the young Orks who join their ranks are simply going through a phase in their life. Young Orks who have just left the wilds where they were born are aggressive and adventurous. They are eager and impatient to become proper warriors and prove themselves as Da Boyz. After a few years as Stormboyz, most of them grow out of this phase and become battle-hardened veterans. They no longer fall for the glamour of military trappings because they have learned that Orks don’t need regimentation and that the traditional ways of Ork warfare are best. As the veterans say, “Orkses don’t fight in straight lines.” Nevertheless, Stormboyz are a force to be reckoned with. The possibility of well-organised and disciplined Orks honing their military talents to perfection can only fill the universe with dread, The Stormboyz are keen on proving themselves in battle and showing the traditional Orks that they are worthy of more respect. Who knows where this will lead to in the future? One day, there could be an Ork Empire as powerful and awesome as the Imperium, ruled according to the Stormboyz ethic — a thought to make the various races of the universe shudder with fear.
Stormboyz form their own distinct units, and even aspire to a smart, soldierly appearance (or as disapproving elders would have it, “‘goin’ ‘Ooman”’). They wear a relatively standardised uniform of drab colours in camouflage patterns; they also wear steel helmets similar to those worn by the Goffs. Stormboyz are attracted to new cults (especially Chaos cults), and are quick to forsake the old Ork war gods for new blood-thirsty deities. For example, Khome ual is particularly attractive attractive to Stormboyz. They celebrate the blood-god and the martial virtues in regular parades with massed banners, raucous battle songs, and the hammer of marching jackboots.
Stormboyz are a terrifying phenomenon in Ork society, which is worrying the more traditional Ork warriors. Stormboyz are young Orks full of militaristic fervour. They take great pride in their equipment, even to the extent of polishing their boots! They believe in strict organisation, obedience, discipline, and military prowess. Now, these are all respectable virtues among Orks — except for organisation, obedience, and discipline. Consequently, many traditional Orks think the Stormboyz take themselves too seriously, and often accuse them of “spoilin' da fun.” In Ork society, everything is done for its own sake, including war. Forethought and planning are avoided by most Orks, who would rather not be bogged down by these elements of organisation - some of these duties are delegated to their slaves the Gretchin. Discipline does not need to be carried to extremes; a sharp cuff on the head from the Boss should suffice, Uniforms are all right as long as they leave plenty of scope for self-expression. Above all, fighting is something to be relished and enjoyed; it should not be taken too seriously. As the Orks say, “yer don't wanna go makin’ yer ‘ead hurt over nufink.”
Sadly, the traditional way of the Ork isn’t good enough for many of the Ork youth - they want to rebel. They all want to be alike. They are obsessed with military style and the trivial details of warfare. They are unwilling to follow the good example of the veteran warriors, which is to “just get on wiv it.” Most Orks laugh at the efforts of the Stormboyz, who strut about, shouting orders, drilling, and voluntarily doing what they are told. Whenever the Stormboyz. are out on a route march, a crowd of Squig-chewing veterans : gathers to watch and yell insults, like “‘get Es some mud on yer boots” or “who do you fink you are, stinkin’ ‘oomans!” Other Orks are less amused, and lament the departure from good Orkish ways of doing things. The general consensus is: “der is somefink wrong wiv da yoof of today; we neva dun no drillin’ when I wuz a young’ un, and we nevva done no runnin’ away nyver."
The reality of the Stormboyz is that most of the young Orks who join their ranks are simply going through a phase in their life. Young Orks who have just left the wilds where they were born are aggressive and adventurous. They are eager and impatient to become proper warriors and prove themselves as Da Boyz. After a few years as Stormboyz, most of them grow out of this phase and become battle-hardened veterans. They no longer fall for the glamour of military trappings because they have learned that Orks don’t need regimentation and that the traditional ways of Ork warfare are best. As the veterans say, “Orkses don’t fight in straight lines.” Nevertheless, Stormboyz are a force to be reckoned with. The possibility of well-organised and disciplined Orks honing their military talents to perfection can only fill the universe with dread, The Stormboyz are keen on proving themselves in battle and showing the traditional Orks that they are worthy of more respect. Who knows where this will lead to in the future? One day, there could be an Ork Empire as powerful and awesome as the Imperium, ruled according to the Stormboyz ethic — a thought to make the various races of the universe shudder with fear.
Stormboyz form their own distinct units, and even aspire to a smart, soldierly appearance (or as disapproving elders would have it, “‘goin’ ‘Ooman”’). They wear a relatively standardised uniform of drab colours in camouflage patterns; they also wear steel helmets similar to those worn by the Goffs. Stormboyz are attracted to new cults (especially Chaos cults), and are quick to forsake the old Ork war gods for new blood-thirsty deities. For example, Khome ual is particularly attractive attractive to Stormboyz. They celebrate the blood-god and the martial virtues in regular parades with massed banners, raucous battle songs, and the hammer of marching jackboots.
