"Welcome one and welcome all! I'm Snot Sniffly, your Skink-with-the-smarts, host and reporter, bringing you the best hits (or worst luck) of the Blood Bowl Pitch. Today we're..."

(The little skink looks at the time, 2:40 AM, then goes to the microphone again, donning headphones. He never was the most on-time skink.)

"Hello? Hello? Is this thing on?"

(The little skink gets a sly look as he hears the echo in his headphones.)

"Echo... cho... cho... cho..."

(The little skink grins, looking out of the skybox window over the empty arena where some skaven corpses still haven't been pushed off the pitch with a mop yet. Then he belches into the microphone.)

"BURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP!!"

(Afterward, he curls up into the corner and dozes off, waiting for the next battle on the Blood Bowl pitch to come in.)

*yawn* "Well, at least Gorgaz Toothfang isn't here yet, so I can get in some sleep before the stupid orc comes in burping and farting about how he brings bad luck to any team he looks at..."

-((I'll be doing match reports with these two after every match I play; stay tuned to this blog for the writeups!))-