Sayonara, Monty Oum
BWAHAHA! Run Soviet Dogs!
Gristknife
Commisar Chabal, I'm afraid you're going to have to fill out a form JQ-3c+D43, "Losing all sanity at a distance of greater than 20 meters from the front."
Upon completion of this form, report immediatly to one of the Berzerker squads for reassignment.
Charlie Tunoku is a lover and a fighter.
. *BLAM* Get this... *BLAM* civilian out of here! *BLAM*
Yes, you see! They are all holding you back! They will be the downfall of your people, with their regulations and rules! Your ancestors were wild and free!
BE *BLAM* SILENT!!!
edited 1st Jun '10 12:31:08 PM by Chabal2
Sayonara, Monty Oum
Pyromancers! Open fyar!
This is Colonel Aleksandr speaking: STOP COMMISSAR CHABAL. RAISE MENTAL SHIELDING BARRIERS 20%. THESE MYTHIC SCUM WILL NOT BRING US DOWN.
"Mental shields"? An attempt at Russian Humor, perhaps? I see I shall have to deal with this myself.
-The Nazi pyromancers gasp in horror as their magic flames turn on them, controlled by a much greater force, their gasps soon turning to screams as they are burned alive-
Maintain *BLAM* the assault! Their magics have backfired! *BLAM*
Sayonara, Monty Oum
Gah! Mein pyromancers! Grrrrr....
Summon more Hellbeasts! Kill Zem all!
Blue Eyed Matador
Can I release the Battle Bears?
Formerly known as Dave IX, even more formerly known as Wretchkin.
Sayonara, Monty Oum
Your pitiful bears stand no chance against mein Mein vortex cannons!
-Swirly Vortexes open releasing numerous fireballs and lightning bolts-
Release away! *BLAM* They shall learn that no hell-trained hound can *BLAM* hope to match a Siberian bear!
What do you know of hell, little man?
Sayonara, Monty Oum
No trained hell-hound? Obviously you have not met the Cerebus!
-from a giant portal comes a 15-story three-headed dog with multiple horns on each head-
Death to the supernatural. -Landship's main cannon splatters the demon dog with one shot.-
Blue Eyed Matador
Artillery! Take out *BLAM* their summoners!
Artillery? Oh, I have much better than that, mortal. You only need bend to my will...
Out *BLAM* of my head, whoever *BLAM* you are!
Sayonara, Monty Oum
Rrrrrrrrr..... Electromancers! Strike them with al of your might!
Summoners! Get us more beasts! Release the succubi! Mach Schnell!
Geomancers! Break the earth beneath zer feat!
Aeromancers! Summon a mighty Hurricane!
I refuse to give another inch of land to these communist dogs!
Colonel Aleksandr: INCREASE PROPAGANDA VOLUME NEAR THE COMMISSARS POSITION. BEGIN LEBEDENKO CHARGE.
Blue Eyed Matador
Soldiers of the Soviet Union! Hear me, and know that we shall not fall this day, and that wurglzzl...
-The commissar falls to his knees, then gets back up, his voice now strangely deeper and more powerful, though his eyes seem unfocused-
Soldiers of Russia, men of the Ukraine, heed me! The enemy is at your gates, and is unleashing the vilest figments of his depraved imagination upon you!! You will show them no mercy, for their ancestors showed yours none!! You will crush them as your forebears did, and they will know such defeat their own children will shun them!
-a green halo surrounds the commissar-
Wipe the hated Teutons from the face of the earth!
(night)
Blue Eyed Matador
Bah! We need none of this devilry to defeat them! What we need is MORE TANKS! REALLY BIG TANKS! THAT FIRE MORE TANKS! ON FIRE!! You there! Fetch More Dakka! BIGGER Dakka!
edited 1st Jun '10 4:08:45 PM by Gloom
Formerly known as Dave IX, even more formerly known as Wretchkin.
Lebedenko= Hellfire tank + more armor and cannons.
MOTOLOV COCKTAIL GATLING GUN!!! KABOOM!
Blue Eyed Matador
-a fleet of Kirov Airships appear on the horizon-
Hah! With these kirovs we shall crush you! As soon as they get a leetle closer...
-Sighs, drinks a shot of vodka-
C.A.: This alliance will be temporary, creature, but we will tolerate you for as long as this battle goes on. For Mother Russia and Father Ukraine...
-pulls up microphone receiver- INCREASE BOMBARDMENT ON MYSTIC POSITION. COBALT SHELLS THIS TIME.
edited 1st Jun '10 4:34:40 PM by Colonial1.1
Gristknife
Sorry comrade, all of the cobalt produced by the past 5 Year plan has been requistioned for A GLORIOUS MECHANO-PENCIL SHARPENER, which imbues our writing implements with a quantum entangled pen, allowing us to TRIPLE OUR TRIPLICATE SPEED!
Will Green Rocks suffice?
Charlie Tunoku is a lover and a fighter.
How will you handle this new developement, little man?
.*BLAM* HOLD! THE! *BLAM* LINE!
Corporal Smirnov *BLAM* Drunkenski! Get on the radio and *BLAM* request an artillery barrage immediately!!
Drunkenski: Yes, commiss-!
-Drunkenski is interrupted by a bullet entering his cranium-
edited 1st Jun '10 12:06:47 PM by Chabal2