The Teutonic Project

[Cracker 4570]

Deep within the Teutonic lairs, various dwarven, orcish, and alrasian scientists are hard at work perfecting a new form of warfare.

 

"Testing is going perfect mein Rexcellency" cries out an Orcish Sariant. "We have borrowed the prototype for the Krughatten project and utilized its blueprints to upgrade our arsenal. Oren will be done within the fortnight and our puppet will finally restore Space Marinism"

 

All the puppet kings rub their hands quite gingerly, eyes widen with curiosity as they begin the weapon tests.

 

One of the scientists pipes out "Test it on Heinrik...he's already weakened and an easy target."

 

And it was done; with one tap of a button, the wrath of the Sky God's was harnessed into one crushing blow; the king plagued with the deepest of comas, his peoples brought to their knees.

 

However, one dwarf piped out "But what if they counter-attack...they have the technology too!"

 

A figured man took off his robe, revealing a Hochmeister's garb and a wizened face, one which should have died long ago according to lore regulations

 

"Then we have become death, destroyer of roleplay" as the ban warfare raged on and the community burned in flames.

[bungo 3965]

*concedes defeat and surrenders his tin foil hat.

[Mirtok 2853]

*Mirtok mutters himself

 

"I was there once, MUH PEOPLE, MUH ORDER, MUH SHEKELS!!!"

[Watyll 1104]

what

[ARCHITECUS 4788]

Jorji calls an lgbt jihad on the North

[Glyc 234]

[Jachnun 566]

*Mirtok mutters himself

 

"I was there once, MUH PEOPLE, MUH ORDER, MUH SHEKELS!!!"

((Offensive, im Israeli Jew.))

[Dreek 1633]

Dreek roars from the grave in delight with their new toy!!!!

[Neri 3590]

*DeNurems stand by and nod as they are showered in  non-duped, legitimate shekels. Nearby, a picture of Knox is being used as a dartboard.

[Mirtok 2853]

[Galendar 631]

*^was there

[dude 230]

*storms into DeNurem base, tearing down the picture of Knox. He uses it, for, uh, personal use.

[The Lion 736]

Meanwhile in the actual DeNurem vault. . .

Let me see you get low (You scared! You scared!),

Drop that arse to the floor (You scared! You scared!).

[Avacyn 1712]

Boguslav trembles, and hands out tinfoil hats to all who will listen to the tale of Mirtok

[Neri 3590]

Tick, tock, it's Mirtok-O'clock,

The time is up for Knox and his flock,

Tin-foils hats raised to Orener's scowls,

Who do flee as Teutons do prowl.

 

Might of Urguan, Strength of Orcs,

Alrasian shekels do pile in vaults,

DeNurems schemeing, Zion intervening,

In the hopeless plan of Oren's 'great war'.