Thalos IX used to be lauded on its mineral wealth, its many mines churning out a vast supply of metals and other minerals for the burgeoning planet to use. Most of the goods made in the nearby Forge World of Haevus I were built this planets minerals. Now most of the vast quarries are silent, their workers having either fled or killed in the fighting. WAAAAGH Zoombumpa has made its home in a smaller complex on the eastern continent. Many of the outer buildings have been destroyed, anything of value looted by the Orks to shore up their own defenses and feed their war machines. The main quarry is a hub of activity, with many scrap metal huts and garages thrown up. Bikes, Trakks and a few Wartrukks sit idle in their bays, crews working hard on making them even more dead killy. To the sides are the openings to the vast network of mining tunnels that run under most of the facility. A few of the shallower ones have been fenced off for either storage or squig pens, but the deeper ones still hold unknown dangers. High above the quarry, on a flat plateau, sits the main administrative center. Imperial icongraphy has been stripped off, replaced with leering Ork glyphs and monuments to Zoobumpa's power. Inside orks run about, moving computers and other bits of tech to their Warbosses specifications. At the center, the beating heart of the WAAAAAGH, is Zoombumpa's control room. A thousand screens line each wall, displaying useless lines of code. Grots and squigs run around with pieces of paper and other gubbinz, trying their best to be out of the way. And in the middle is Zoombumpa's throne, made out of the ruined cockpit of an Imperial Knight
You, Zoombumpa, sit and watch the controlled chaos from your seat. Squigs periodically run up to you with vehicle plans from the other Meks, each on promising to make their project even killeyer. A stamp of approval, usually given by smaing a grot's face into the paper, is all they need to start working. Between adminstrating your one Nob, Smashmouff, comes up from the quarry.
"Boss! I've gotz a whole load of thingz for da boys ta do! They're gettin real rowdy like, so I fink we needa send 'em out to smash sum 'eads! We could:
A: Go smash da humie town a ways to da souff! Dose green 'umies with da guns are starting to gaver there, and I fink foightin them would be a roight laff!
B: Break that git Deadead's face in! Gits gon feral boss! Smashes every thing wif an enjin he sees! Zoggin dizgraze, if you asks me!
C: Send sum boyz into da tunnels! Sum of da weedier boyz been hearin fings down there. I fink its grot stuff, but if there is somefing it could be good for foightin!
So boss, whats we gunna do?"