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This be our setting. We play Soviet. Unless someone likes the taste of daemonic National Socialism?
Comrades! The foul fascists are at our gates! Let us push them back, or die trying!
Your Russian steel may be impressive, but how will it when your crews little more than pulp? We will grind you into soup!
-stands in the middle of a glowing pentagram-
Comrades! Protect me, the incantation is nearly complete!
WE CHARGE FOR THE GLORY OF STALIN, LENIN, AND TROTSKY!
Bring up the Superheavy Landships!
Onwards, you dogs! I will shoot the first man who tries to retreat!
Commissar Chabal! Good to see you, comrade! Get into the tank, it's literally HELL for the conscripts out here!
"In" the tank? I think not! I fight from the front, giving the enemy nothing but death and his contempt!
-jumps on tank-
Very well, comrade. ONWARD! DEATH TO THE UNKNOWN!
DRIVE ME CLOSER! I WANT TO HIT THEM WITH MY SWORD!
A sword...? Get a Hold of Yourself, Man!, we will crush the enemy under our bullets, not get killed approaching them! Mother Russia needs every one of her sons capable of fighting, not dying heroically!
Comrades, what kind of technocrats are you? Fighting? Pah! I am a TRUE technocrat, I went to university, and now I make decisions as a midlevel bearuecrat based on my understanding of the issue and not the political implications.
Still, I guess I can requisition you all some ion-cannons.
-Scribbles on a requisition form-
(... ion cannons? In WW 2?)
HOLD THE LINE, YOU DOGS!!
(Giant tanks + glowing pentagrams = whatever weapons we want. Plus I'm a beareucrat, moving things around that don't actually exist is my specialty, ZING!)
I will hold the line. THE BOTTOM LINE!
I wish you guys would hurry up and win, I'm running low on vodka.
The Apparatchik speaks the truth. The Tripartite is truly grand to have such men in the halls of the Bureau!
Foolish Reds! We of the Aryan race have finally discovered the legendary Lance of Longinius. KNEEL BEFORE ITS OCCULT MIGHT!
By the ghost of Lenin! Now I have to fill out a 73-b2 "Phallic Image Inference and Double Entendre Contact" form!
You'll pay Nazi scum! YOU'll PAY!
-shakes fist and loses the paper work of a distant relative of Scisless-
edited 29th May '10 3:16:58 PM by HungryJoe
Summon the Nazi zombies and vampires, my brothers! The snowbanks of Russia will be turned red this glorious day! Schnell!
edited 29th May '10 3:21:52 PM by Scisless
KREIG! KREIG! KREIG!
FOR MOTHER RUSSIA AND CHINA! Our technological Socialist might will break them!
Apocalypse tanks, FORWAAAAARD!!
BRING FORTH THE ARK!
-music starts playing-
We will BURY you!
edited 29th May '10 3:49:12 PM by Gloom
You will become one with us, Nazi Scum.
First, however, we must deal with those freakish constitutionalists...
No, I just deleted the constitution, the signitors forgot to initial and as a result the whole document is null and void.
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