Who would win, Khorne or Armok?
Or I guess the fight should be between followers of each, so Dorfs vs. Berserkers (not sure if it should be Fantasy or 40k).
This idea is actually like this idea for a fanfiction I had (although I would never write it since A. I'm a bad writer, B. I don't even LIKE writing, C. even if I did I'm not the fanfiction writing type, and D.I'm so lazy that even without points A, B and C I'd just never get around so it. Also the idea is really stupid and clichés, but that's okay/inevitable since I spontaneously daydreamed this up a few months ago, and I would probably ignore any canon that got in the way.).
Spoilered since I am UTTERLY INCAPABLE of describing stuff like this without it being insanely long. No hard feelings if this is TL;DR
The idea is: Some warband of chaos cultists and/or Chaos Spess Marines go to one of the many barren, desolate planets which used to be a Squat homeworld prior to the Tyranids eating them all. They're there to look for Chaos artifacts rumored to be buried there. While heading through a derelict fortress they, note the artwork, such as an engraving depicting an Ork striking down a war-grox, or one of an Eldar making a plaintive gesture, or a statue of the its own sculptor being eaten alive by a tyranid while he was making it.
a few completely normal-looking, alive squats. The only thing odd about them is the obvious fact that all the squats were devoured centuries ago. (I assume Chaos God fuckery and the Chaos macguffin would be the reason they're there, but it shouldn't be explained in the story. Maybe the demons of DF are a specific group of entities in the Warp, or maybe Armok is a minor chaos power, or even a subsidiary aspect of Khorne. Or it could be Malal or Tzeentch, since they're still anti-Chaos and are disrupting the activities of other servants of Chaos)*shrug* I don't really care)The squat's would act in a subdued but casual manner, and be indifferent to the Chaos affiliation of the Warband. The Warband leader would find this slightly weird but suspect this is an effect of the Chaos-whosiwhatsit they're looking for, and a sign they're close. He's then like "I would suspect the Dark Gods have given you your seeming undeath to stand vigil over the [stuff they're looking for], but now we True servants of Chaos are here to harness [it/them] against the Imperium. Now what happens? Do you despawn, or prove our worth by killing you? Hell, if you wish you can just tag along with us and fight as a summoned demon squad."
"Yeah no. You guys aren't getting through our fortress. Now fuck off, Chaos worship isn't fit for an Eldar." The squats start to look more spooky, like, maybe gradually turning into skeletons or something.
The Cultist Leader gets pissed and is like "I would have been happy to honorably duel you to prove my worthyness, but now you'll really get it! how dare you blaspheme the very Gods who've given you life anew!?"
One of the Squ-(fuck it they're dorfs)dwarfs shoots the guy in the throat with some 40k-styled crossbow-bolter thing, with an adamantium bolt. The dwarf then says "We don't really care." . The dwarves keep turning skeletal or start rotting, or gain demonic features or something(can anyone else picture the kind of scene I'm trying to get at?). As the guy is falling to his knees and dying, another dwarf says "We don't really care about anything anymore".(Yes, pretty much this whole scenario was imagined around an excuse for them to drop that line).
Then more undead dwarves in full Adamantium power armor with adamantium masterwork weaponry, like bolters or chainaxes and stuff, start jumping out of coffins and dark corners and charge the cult. They're all in martial trances and have red eyes glowing with the power of Armok, or maybe its even the ork-like/TTGL Spiral Power-like tangible effect of their concentrated dorfiness, or something like that. The cult realizes it's screwed and retreats, but they get torn apart by traps and the last few get crushed by some ancient Dark Age of Technology era matter-annihilation drawbridge device. Yeah if you read all that for some reason, sorry.