BLITZKRIEGBoard

Welcome, everyone. I'd like to ask you two to just sit tight for now. Things will be moving along shortly.

Introduce yourselves while you're here.

this is H. E. Staudacher of ToGi.
moving along to what if i may ask.

i'm here, what now? there is no mile long debate on something yet.

i was transferred here when i wanted to enter NAZI EUROPE.
i'm still waiting for the entrance password.

Ivan, you sit and wait. More will arrive soon, you read what I sent.

Hey Vanya!

GD? Hey Lewis!

That's him. And this is your brother.

Yeah, it's me. I decided I might as well have moved a nation here. Keep people company.

wel thank you

Woodhouse puppet here. Let's have a snowball fight. You take three hits, you're out. No deflecting or any of that nonsense.

*packs together a hardball, takes a bead on Liberuse* SPLAT!

*Shakes himself off, gets up and packs a snowball, then drills it towards Wood. Wood ducks and the snowball nails Vanya in the side of the face. Wood speeds off through the field.*

*Lewis waits in ambush for Wood, and as he runs past tries to throw a snowball but slips and ends up under a rose bush*

CR here.

Now GD, you cannot roll play another character. He decide whether or not he shalt run through thy field and same for rose bush.

*Sneaks up on Lewis and delivers a crushing blow on his skull with his battle axe.

*Pops out from igloo, and sends a heavy packed snowball flying straight towards Wood* CRUNCH!!!

*comes falling out of the sky for no apparent reason, rams three snowballs at once in jacks ugly face*WHAM!!!
*then breaks both his legs as he hits the ground*SNAP* igloo melts when covered in Old germans blood...*SPLAT!
Old german has a cold funeral as the remains of the igloo drown him*Glarghh*. no one cares and so the match is resumed without him.*

for more juicy details about the gore effects; just ask.

*Trudges through heavy drifts to the rose bush* "Oh lookie: a fresh steaming dog turd." *Packs snow around turd; channeling Watanabe, whips a submarine fast ball at Lewis, prostrate and vulnerable* "A subtle reminder, buddy: life ain't no bed of roses."

*Chuckles and heads for picnic table, hot chocolate and bikini-clad Scandinavian attendants*
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Scorecard:

GD: 1
Lewis: 1
Ivan: 1
Woodhouse: 1
Harkness: 1
German Ideology: suicide

((no battle axes either, CR—or was that a snowball metaphor?))

*Cleaving through the mud, the drudge and the morrow, Isildur raises his sword and smote the dragon king that lay before him. Rising before him in the flames of infinite perdition lied The Great Enemy, Woodhouse.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cpOlIRc3POk

*detonates snowy apocalypse bomb* Now thats what I call a snowstorm;)

wait. I threw three snowballs at once.

Scorecard:

GD: 1
Lewis: 1/1 both left and rightside of body.
Woodhouse: 1
Harkness: AUS
German Ideology: promoted to crawler nazi-zombie.

we got GD vs. woodhouse as lewis can't walk when split in half.

old, drowned, Germans with two broken legs can't do much either; except crawling around and trying to eat some brains.