Posting some unfinished writefaggoty not currently collected onhttp://1d4chan.org/wiki/Scraplootas#Writefaggotry
in the hopes of luring out the one who was writing it.
Krumpus Bay, one afternoon, right outside Teeftougua. A moderately sized shuttle broke away from a Space Hulk that orbited the bay. As it drew closer, curious eyes saw that it bore the emblem of the Scraplootas, a spanner and a bent strip of metal behind the front of some trukk engine with headlight eyes and teeth. The shuttle landed in front of one of the safe ports, the grot on duty giving the shuttle a nod and a salute as the engine cut off. Scraplootas weren't very well known in Krumpus Bay, but they did have allies amongst the desidens they could trust fairly well. They never had to fire on any parts of the bay itself, yet.
The door to the shuttle opened, a ramp extended, and down walked four nobs, a really skinny weirdboy, a shrub, and a handful of grots. The biggest one had a looted commissar's cap and was draped in a similarly looted Ethereal's robe like a cloak. He didn't carry many weapons, save for a very large revolver at his waist and a decently sized chainchoppa, practically ceremonial by Ork standards. With bandoliers of mugs and two serving grots on his back, it was fairly obvious this Ork was serious business, for fighting, for interspecies interactions, and for a good cup of squig tea or coffee. His serving grots waved Scraplootas banners half heartedly. This was Urtylug, de facto leader of the Scraplootas. He looked almost noble or refined. Definitely by ork standards, almost by other more exacting standards. As both Warboss and Kaptin, he was particular about his titles, and calling him a Warboss in space and vice versa was asking for a good krumping. In floating space station places like Krumpus Bay, the distinction was at best blurry, so generally it was best to call him something along the lines of Warkaptin or Kaptinboss or da Boss.