This was genius.<br/><br/>Karnage really liked this one. He was certain that his stroke of genius would make even Vadug seething with jealousy. Karnage had spent the last few hours or so (He wasn't keeping track of time) trying to scrap together a sort of spiked armguard. The issue however was trying to attach the chain ro rope he'd use to pull his target back: It was simply too bulky for Tyrael's liking. He wanted plenty of arm space to use both his Titan Cleaver and Pansy Gutter, and he couldn't with these contraptions he had put together. Angry at his inability to make something suiting he started to break things around his room. It was when he picked up his new trophy stick that he had an idea. Looking into the dead eyes of the chaplain from today, Karnage knew there was one option he had.<br/><br/>Leaving his room Karnage went to where he calls "Da Skrap". It's where the orks stored all their loot and gubbins. For the most part whatever you find you can keep, but any smart ork would have taken all the good stuff already. But Karnage only needed to find some leftover junkf rom those space marines. And sure enough he found what he was looking for: one of their gauntlets. Not their power gauntlets, no, just a normal one. It was barely big enough to fit Karnage's arm, but this was what he was looking for. Genius had struck him like lightning, and ripping the gauntlet off the corpse it was attached to Karnage returned to his room.<br/><br/>What he created there was perhaps one of his best weapons he's ever made, even compared to the Titan Cleaver or Cerberus. Karnage called it the<span style="font-weight: bold">Rokkit Fist</span>. The basic idea was that it was kind of like the power klaws that some of the other nobs had, but this one was more dexterous. Of course Karnage made it dead orky too: he put sharp blades on the fingers so he could claw his enemies out, and spikes on the knuckles.  But the important thing was that he could still use this hand to grab his Pansy Gutter or Titan Cleaver, while also being able to pull his enemies close to slash them to ribbons. And to that end that's why it also looked like this gauntlet was wrapped in chains. Instead of using a spool of chain like he did with the other arms, he simply had the chain wrapped around the gauntlet itself. This made it not only compact, but also dead hard. And lastly, it's proportion system was just as orky: Explosives. Using a revolver-like chamber right behind the wrist, Karnage can blast the fist out and grab whoever was on the other side, and yank them close. Karnage wanted to make sure to show this off to the boyz later today.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Ha! I dun't need dem git mek boyz to get me a gud weapon! I ought ta be da boss of dem instead."</span><br/><br/>Karnage's musing didn't really go anywhere when he heard a knock at his door. Eager to test out his new weapon Karnage put it on. He than shot his fist at the door. He intended to just grab the handle, but the fist was so strong that it broke through his door and into the gut of the ork on the other side. It didn't stop there though: The punch was so strong that it actually knocked the boy off his feet and into the wall behind him. Karnage's fist was buried inside the ork's gut. While not intended he figured he might as well see what else it could do, so he pulled the dying ork into his room. One second the ork was smashed against the wall, and the next second he was laying at Karnage's feet.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Oi! Wot do ya want?"</span><br/><br/>The ork than explained with his dying breath that they were getting close to the humie world and that the kommando's were suppose to get ready for the kaptain's big plan. Karnage vaguely remembered what it was as it involved jumping through space, an exciting thing for Karnage. While most orks just sort of lumber through the vastness of the universe carried only by the force of their space thrustas, Karnage knew what it took to be a real fly ork.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Finally! Gunna get me a drink and talk to da boyz first. Got to keep dem in line!"</span>So Karnage than helped himself to the dead ork's teef and tossed his corpse outside his room, heading down to the Grog Bar.<br/><br/>Karnage had a fun time at the bar showing off his Rokkit Fist to the other Kommando's. He did lots of tricks like punching one nob from across the room, but than the nob turned and smacked another nob near him, which caused a bar brawl. Karnage really got a chance to show off his Rokkit Fist than. But once all the other gits got krumped Karnage relaxed and explained to his kommando's the plan.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Yea, so da Kaptain wants us ta get us in da flyin' suits an jump onto dem humie ships. Than we do wot we do best! An' in case ya gits don't know wot dat means, means dat we get on da humie ships, stomp any of dem humies real quiet like. Now as yer know, dere's lot of dem humies out there. Da Ramma 'O Gork got da dakka to give 'em a gud scrap, but ya know dem humie. They won't give da ship a propa scrap, and will fight all git-like. So our job is ta make sure they don't go running fer da hills! To dat end, when we stomp all da humies on da first ship, we go to da control room and crash it to another humie ship, and than we get out and smash another ship! Alright, 'ere we go!"</span><br/><br/>And so was the fated moment. Karnage was strapped into his own custom flyin' suit, which mostly consisted of a sweet helmet and boots with rockets on them. His back was already full of weapons, so he had rokkit boots instead. They weren't as big as the other kommando's rokkit packs, so he'd have to hang onto a few of them in order to go at max speed. Once he was suited up he went over to the humie ship they were using to get close to the humie planet. On the way he met up with the guardsman who they disguised as the captain.<br/><br/>Then Karnage had an idea.