Here's a blast from the past, all the way from Mayfield_RPG

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

Feeling nostalgic tonight, my young friend? As often as you avoid me, yet occasionally do you and I cross paths again. Perhaps it is a bit of memory or, just maybe, a bit of temperament.

Or nature.

You say you're a romantic?

Oh, but so am I, boy. Or have you forgotten? Give me a hundred, no, even a dozen guns firing in unison, and the chorus of wails, and I am well sated. The romantic can be found in anything!

Now.

Are you going to help me find another battlefield, or not?

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[knockemdead]

It could be worse! You could be here just because of Mayfield shitposts. Like the reason my guy's draggin' me out.

[does the major even know what a shitpost is? of course not]

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

[He does not inherently know what a shitpost, but somewhere in his core, he simply does.]

Why, all the more merry the occasion my friend! To think the old town has been dead for six years now...my, how time does go by when you're locked inside the cage of some poor computer nerds mind.

We might as well shit up what we can while we can.

[malpractices]

Begging already? That took less time than I thought it would.

[werejew]

[make farting noises with hands]

[knockemdead]

Eh, I was never too fond of the place, but it had it's charms. They removed both of my arms once! Good times.

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

Ah, you see! Even if you did not care for it you would have to admit the place had its charms!

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

Beg? Oh no. No, my friend.

I demand.

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

Amazing. Eight years I’ve known you girl, and in that time have you not only managed to not mature, but you STILL can’t even make the noise right!

[werejew]

[same noises BUT LOUDER]

You know what that is, fuckface?

That's you. That's what you sound like.

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

It could be worse.

The noises are more pleasant than your voice, child.

[God he hates you Annie.]

[werejew]

Aw, you missed me! Admit it.

[malpractices]

Is there any difference when you don't have what you want?

A real soldier does not wait for the battle to come to him; he finds his own, and if need be, creates it. Was this not common knowledge, Herr?

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

Ah, my friend, you are correct! I must apologize, you are correct! You’re right, its true, it was bad form.

But in order to go to battle, of course, I do have to create desire in my player, after all.

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

I miss you as much as I miss the pathetic dirth of action between the second Great War and my own campaign, girl.

[knockemdead]

Eh. Too organized. Not chaotic enough. Chopping off the limbs of every sucker who trades in for a Superman Belt or a cereal toy or whatever down at the post office? Do it to half of 'em, make it random. The other half, they get a cool belt!

The communist thing though? That was fun. Ten outta ten, my good man.

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

It is unfortunate that I missed those events involving the communists! It had been quite some time since I had seen a Bolshevik have their blood paint the streets.

[werejew]

... [thinks]

A lot! [THERE, PERFECT]

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

You truly are incorrigible, aren’t you?

[werejew]

Damn right I am! [no idea what that word means at all]

[malpractices]

And therein lies the problem! Who in their right mind would ever find parading out a tired, dusty relic like you desirable?

[snottyanimenoblewomanlaugh.avi]

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

It’s astounding.

I never can fully pinpoint why you make me mad, yet you never fail to.

Truth be told I can’t decide if I respect that or not!

[werejew]

That's what our relationship is based on. Mutual respect for how much we fucking hate each other.