Post by Squiggy on Dec 25, 2015 9:59:49 GMT
Twas the night before Khornemas, and all down the pitch,
Not a skaven was stirring, cos Nuffle's a bitch.
An invasion on kick-off left nine players stunned,
The tenth tried to blitz but was really outgunned.
He tried anyway, dauntless gave him a chance!
But a doubleskull armour break shortened the dance.
A turnover then and its not a surprise.
A team full of linerats-it usually dies.
But rat number eleven was still on his feet,
And this one's a rat ogre, a half ton of meat.
But sadly for him, though he's tough and so strong,
It's him v eleven, the guy can't last long.
The balls in a cage, four huge orcs standing guard,
And a blodge goblin ball carrier, this could be hard...
The clocks ticking down, just a minute to go.
The rat coach says "screw it" gives his blessed dice a blow.
The rat ogre blitzed, no wild animal worries,
But needs gfis, two nerve wracking scurries.
The ogre breaks tackle, he's inside the cage!
Six dice on a blodger, go frenzy, go rage.
The first three just pushes, the goblin steps back,
But then triple pow armour break, we all heard the crack!
The ball bounces down and then scatters once, twice.
It's free and the rat ogre's grinning (not nice)
He just spotted his teammate, a linerat named queek,
Who just got to his feet with an unsteady squeak.
He's spotted the ball, and the orcs are too slow...
Yes grabbed it-no reroll-now go ratty go!
He sprints for the end zone, he's going to score!
Failed gfi-reroll-"oh Nuffle not more"
The rerolled dice bounces, it's come up a four!
And the rat scuttles in for the unlikely score!
The whistle has blown, and the game is all done,
Those crazy rat bastards have just gone and won!
So remember this tale when the dice give you trouble,
and if you play wood elves, then this applies double.
Though we rage at the dice and find someone to blame,
You have to remember it's all just a game.
When you let Nuffle into your heart and your team,
And those bloody snake eyes make you just want to scream...
The games never over til you no longer try.
Your players will fail, your wardancer WILL die.
But as long as there's rerolls there's hope left for thee.
Merry Khornemas to all,
And to all, a gg.
Not a skaven was stirring, cos Nuffle's a bitch.
An invasion on kick-off left nine players stunned,
The tenth tried to blitz but was really outgunned.
He tried anyway, dauntless gave him a chance!
But a doubleskull armour break shortened the dance.
A turnover then and its not a surprise.
A team full of linerats-it usually dies.
But rat number eleven was still on his feet,
And this one's a rat ogre, a half ton of meat.
But sadly for him, though he's tough and so strong,
It's him v eleven, the guy can't last long.
The balls in a cage, four huge orcs standing guard,
And a blodge goblin ball carrier, this could be hard...
The clocks ticking down, just a minute to go.
The rat coach says "screw it" gives his blessed dice a blow.
The rat ogre blitzed, no wild animal worries,
But needs gfis, two nerve wracking scurries.
The ogre breaks tackle, he's inside the cage!
Six dice on a blodger, go frenzy, go rage.
The first three just pushes, the goblin steps back,
But then triple pow armour break, we all heard the crack!
The ball bounces down and then scatters once, twice.
It's free and the rat ogre's grinning (not nice)
He just spotted his teammate, a linerat named queek,
Who just got to his feet with an unsteady squeak.
He's spotted the ball, and the orcs are too slow...
Yes grabbed it-no reroll-now go ratty go!
He sprints for the end zone, he's going to score!
Failed gfi-reroll-"oh Nuffle not more"
The rerolled dice bounces, it's come up a four!
And the rat scuttles in for the unlikely score!
The whistle has blown, and the game is all done,
Those crazy rat bastards have just gone and won!
So remember this tale when the dice give you trouble,
and if you play wood elves, then this applies double.
Though we rage at the dice and find someone to blame,
You have to remember it's all just a game.
When you let Nuffle into your heart and your team,
And those bloody snake eyes make you just want to scream...
The games never over til you no longer try.
Your players will fail, your wardancer WILL die.
But as long as there's rerolls there's hope left for thee.
Merry Khornemas to all,
And to all, a gg.