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URUK USHTAR CALLS DA HORDE
DA GREEN TIDE BUILDS, FIGHTS, AND CONQUERS
Dis ain't no lazy git gathering—dis is a full-blown WAAAGH! Da Boyz iz comin' together ta build, bash, and bring down da humies in one krumpin’ weekend o’ glory.
THURSDAY–FRIDAY: DA BIG BUILD
Da junkshops are open, da fires are hot, and da sparks are flyin'.
Every ork, grot, and clever git better show up wiv:
Bits and scrap
Paints an' teef
Tools and know-wotz
We’z buildin’ new boyz, fixin’ up da old, and tunin’ da WAAAGH! machine. If ya got hands, ya better be usin’ ‘em.
No shirkers. No slippin’ off. Every lad’s got a job—or dey get krumped.
SATURDAY: DA BIG BUST-UP
Portals have ripped open strange new realms... and now we gotta decide:
Do we march through and CONQUER da next world?
Or do we loot it, burn it, and drag all da shinies back home?
Only one way to make dat kinda decision...
BY SMASHIN’ EACH OTHER IN DA FACE.
Ork fights Ork. Fists fly, teef fall, choppas swing.
Da strongest plan wins, and da rest shut up or get flattened.
No rules. No mercy. No excuses.
Just fists, fury, and full-on greenskin glory.
SUNDAY: WAR AGAINST DA HUMIES
Once da dust settles, we take our fight to da pink-skins.
We storm da field, weapons blazin', lungs roarin’, and krump 'til dey beg for mercy—which we don’t give.
Shootaz ready
Choppaz sharp
Bannerz high
Dis is where we prove our might.
We ain't just orks—we're Uruk Ushtar.
We’re da Green Tide—and nothin' stops a tide when it’s rollin’.
ALL WEEKEND LONG:
Show up early
Come loaded
Stay mean
Be loud
Dis ain't just a gathering—dis is WAAAGH!
Get Tickets
DA GREEN TIDE BUILDS, FIGHTS, AND CONQUERS
Dis ain't no lazy git gathering—dis is a full-blown WAAAGH! Da Boyz iz comin' together ta build, bash, and bring down da humies in one krumpin’ weekend o’ glory.
THURSDAY–FRIDAY: DA BIG BUILD
Da junkshops are open, da fires are hot, and da sparks are flyin'.
Every ork, grot, and clever git better show up wiv:
Bits and scrap
Paints an' teef
Tools and know-wotz
We’z buildin’ new boyz, fixin’ up da old, and tunin’ da WAAAGH! machine. If ya got hands, ya better be usin’ ‘em.
No shirkers. No slippin’ off. Every lad’s got a job—or dey get krumped.
SATURDAY: DA BIG BUST-UP
Portals have ripped open strange new realms... and now we gotta decide:
Do we march through and CONQUER da next world?
Or do we loot it, burn it, and drag all da shinies back home?
Only one way to make dat kinda decision...
BY SMASHIN’ EACH OTHER IN DA FACE.
Ork fights Ork. Fists fly, teef fall, choppas swing.
Da strongest plan wins, and da rest shut up or get flattened.
No rules. No mercy. No excuses.
Just fists, fury, and full-on greenskin glory.
SUNDAY: WAR AGAINST DA HUMIES
Once da dust settles, we take our fight to da pink-skins.
We storm da field, weapons blazin', lungs roarin’, and krump 'til dey beg for mercy—which we don’t give.
Shootaz ready
Choppaz sharp
Bannerz high
Dis is where we prove our might.
We ain't just orks—we're Uruk Ushtar.
We’re da Green Tide—and nothin' stops a tide when it’s rollin’.
ALL WEEKEND LONG:
Show up early
Come loaded
Stay mean
Be loud
Dis ain't just a gathering—dis is WAAAGH!
Get Tickets
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