Freedom Punch (Part 2 of 3) by RussianSkunk, literature
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Freedom Punch (Part 2 of 3)
Vladimir Putin cruised across the tundra in his Formula One car at breakneck speeds of 330 KPH, his vision obscured by the cascading waterfall of snow being kicked up around his vehicle. He switched on his radio telepathy and contacted his sidekick, Dmitry Medvedev.
“Holy borscht-cakes, Putin!” Medvedev cried “Are you really going to take on Yo Mama Bin Llama all by yourself? Surely not even you can defeat such a powerful and totally cool foe!”
Putin was insulted by this suggestion, but being the completely fly and oh so modest guy he is, he chose to keep his cool.
“Dmitri, do not doubt me. It will be easy, f
Character Analysis (Special Service Group) by RussianSkunk, literature
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Character Analysis (Special Service Group)
Basic Information:
1. Team: Pakistani Special Service Group
2. Call sign: Markhor
3. Name: Maajidah Hafiz Khan
4. Sex: Male
5. Age: 45
6. Birthplace: Thelichi, Gilgit-Baltistan, Pakistan
Physical Traits:
7. Hair color: Black
8. Eye color: Brown
9. Build: Heavy, muscular, but in a decline
10. Objective attractiveness: 2.7 Wise looking, but not attractive. Looks older than he is.
11. Race/Ethnicity: Balti
12. Skin tone: Pale
13. Notable characteristics: Scraggly beard and moustache, burn on left palm
14. Point of vanity: Beard
Occupation:
15. Designation: Commander/Assault
16. Preferred weapon: Glock 17
17. Secondary weaponry: Type-81 rif
Yet Another Halo Machinima: Episode 7 by RussianSkunk, literature
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Yet Another Halo Machinima: Episode 7
Yet Another Halo Machinima: Episode 7
(Camera opens on the exterior of Anchor 9. Five Elites in Ranger armor stand on a platform outside the station.)
Alpha: As you all know, the humans have escaped our grasp, and have run like little girls to this space station.
Gamma: I didn’t get the memo.
Alpha: Haha! I should kill you kill you for that. Anyway, as I was saying, we have to kill the demons, yada yada. Blow up Anchor 9, etc. etc. Now pretend I said something really evil and dramatic.
Delta: BLARG!
Alpha: …What?
Delta: I dunno, I panicked.
Alpha: Good enough, let’s go.
(The Elites all jump up onto the next platfor
Operation Ursa Database - The New Lunar Republic by RussianSkunk, literature
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Operation Ursa Database - The New Lunar Republic
State: The New Lunar Republic
Territories: Eastern Europe, Scandinavia, Western Russia
Capital: Moscow, Russia
Largest City: Moscow, Russia
Population: 450 million
Government: Democratic Republic
Head of State: Queen Luna XIX (19th)
Other Notable Leaders: Vice President Trixie, Shining Armor (Head of the Eclipsed), Prince Blueblood (Luna’s son, in charge of jack squat)
Established: 971 CE (Split from the Equestrian Empire)
State Flag: Grey with a black and dark blue waxing crescent moon and two very thin dark blue vertical stripes on the sides
Official Language: Russian
Other Languages: Swedish, German, Arabic, English
Curre
Operation Ursa Database - The Solar Empire by RussianSkunk, literature
Literature
Operation Ursa Database - The Solar Empire
State: The Solar Empire
Territories: Northeastern Africa, Southern Asia from southern Ukraine to Japan, Western Oceania
Capital: Al Jubayl, Saudi Arabia
Largest City: Mumbai, India
Population: 2.4 Billion
Government: Constitutional Monarchy
Head of State: Queen Celestia XXIV (24th)
Other Notable Leaders: General Cheerilee (Head military/political advisor), Princess Cadence (Next in line for throne)
Established: 971 CE (Evolved from the Equestrian Empire)
State Flag: Amber with a scarlet tribal sun in the center and two thin vertical scarlet stripes on the sides
Official Language: Arabic
Other Languages: Italian, English, Mandarin,
Freedom Punch (Part 1 of 3) by RussianSkunk, literature
Literature
Freedom Punch (Part 1 of 3)
On a wintry Russian morning, deep in the heart of Russia, a Russian man walked along without a shirt, his glorious Russian pectoral muscles shining in the icy Russian sunlight. His fifteenth degree black belt flapped about perpetually in the frigid wind, and would have continued flapping even without the breeze, as it was imbued with the honor of belonging to such a magnificent specimen of a man. His feet, like his torso, were also exposed, plowing mercilessly through the thick snow without as much as a howdy-do. It was then that the man stopped, confronted by the sight of thirty Al-Qaeda extremists blocking his path. Each one carried an AK-4
Freedom Punch (Part 2 of 3) by RussianSkunk, literature
Literature
Freedom Punch (Part 2 of 3)
Vladimir Putin cruised across the tundra in his Formula One car at breakneck speeds of 330 KPH, his vision obscured by the cascading waterfall of snow being kicked up around his vehicle. He switched on his radio telepathy and contacted his sidekick, Dmitry Medvedev.
“Holy borscht-cakes, Putin!” Medvedev cried “Are you really going to take on Yo Mama Bin Llama all by yourself? Surely not even you can defeat such a powerful and totally cool foe!”
Putin was insulted by this suggestion, but being the completely fly and oh so modest guy he is, he chose to keep his cool.
“Dmitri, do not doubt me. It will be easy, f
Character Analysis (Special Service Group) by RussianSkunk, literature
Literature
Character Analysis (Special Service Group)
Basic Information:
1. Team: Pakistani Special Service Group
2. Call sign: Markhor
3. Name: Maajidah Hafiz Khan
4. Sex: Male
5. Age: 45
6. Birthplace: Thelichi, Gilgit-Baltistan, Pakistan
Physical Traits:
7. Hair color: Black
8. Eye color: Brown
9. Build: Heavy, muscular, but in a decline
10. Objective attractiveness: 2.7 Wise looking, but not attractive. Looks older than he is.
11. Race/Ethnicity: Balti
12. Skin tone: Pale
13. Notable characteristics: Scraggly beard and moustache, burn on left palm
14. Point of vanity: Beard
Occupation:
15. Designation: Commander/Assault
16. Preferred weapon: Glock 17
17. Secondary weaponry: Type-81 rif
Yet Another Halo Machinima: Episode 7 by RussianSkunk, literature
Literature
Yet Another Halo Machinima: Episode 7
Yet Another Halo Machinima: Episode 7
(Camera opens on the exterior of Anchor 9. Five Elites in Ranger armor stand on a platform outside the station.)
Alpha: As you all know, the humans have escaped our grasp, and have run like little girls to this space station.
Gamma: I didn’t get the memo.
Alpha: Haha! I should kill you kill you for that. Anyway, as I was saying, we have to kill the demons, yada yada. Blow up Anchor 9, etc. etc. Now pretend I said something really evil and dramatic.
Delta: BLARG!
Alpha: …What?
Delta: I dunno, I panicked.
Alpha: Good enough, let’s go.
(The Elites all jump up onto the next platfor
Operation Ursa Database - The New Lunar Republic by RussianSkunk, literature
Literature
Operation Ursa Database - The New Lunar Republic
State: The New Lunar Republic
Territories: Eastern Europe, Scandinavia, Western Russia
Capital: Moscow, Russia
Largest City: Moscow, Russia
Population: 450 million
Government: Democratic Republic
Head of State: Queen Luna XIX (19th)
Other Notable Leaders: Vice President Trixie, Shining Armor (Head of the Eclipsed), Prince Blueblood (Luna’s son, in charge of jack squat)
Established: 971 CE (Split from the Equestrian Empire)
State Flag: Grey with a black and dark blue waxing crescent moon and two very thin dark blue vertical stripes on the sides
Official Language: Russian
Other Languages: Swedish, German, Arabic, English
Curre
Operation Ursa Database - The Solar Empire by RussianSkunk, literature
Literature
Operation Ursa Database - The Solar Empire
State: The Solar Empire
Territories: Northeastern Africa, Southern Asia from southern Ukraine to Japan, Western Oceania
Capital: Al Jubayl, Saudi Arabia
Largest City: Mumbai, India
Population: 2.4 Billion
Government: Constitutional Monarchy
Head of State: Queen Celestia XXIV (24th)
Other Notable Leaders: General Cheerilee (Head military/political advisor), Princess Cadence (Next in line for throne)
Established: 971 CE (Evolved from the Equestrian Empire)
State Flag: Amber with a scarlet tribal sun in the center and two thin vertical scarlet stripes on the sides
Official Language: Arabic
Other Languages: Italian, English, Mandarin,
Freedom Punch (Part 1 of 3) by RussianSkunk, literature
Literature
Freedom Punch (Part 1 of 3)
On a wintry Russian morning, deep in the heart of Russia, a Russian man walked along without a shirt, his glorious Russian pectoral muscles shining in the icy Russian sunlight. His fifteenth degree black belt flapped about perpetually in the frigid wind, and would have continued flapping even without the breeze, as it was imbued with the honor of belonging to such a magnificent specimen of a man. His feet, like his torso, were also exposed, plowing mercilessly through the thick snow without as much as a howdy-do. It was then that the man stopped, confronted by the sight of thirty Al-Qaeda extremists blocking his path. Each one carried an AK-4
Current Residence: The Eastern Front Favourite style of art: Artistic Art Operating System: Bone saw to the infected area Shell of choice: Artillery Shell Wallpaper of choice: Anything made of human flesh Skin of choice: Yours. Give it to me. Favourite cartoon character: Rocko, from Rocko's Modern Life. He's a wallaby. :3 Personal Quote: "Anesthetics are for wussies"
Favourite Visual Artist
Terry Redlin
Favourite Movies
Goldeneye
Favourite TV Shows
M.A.S.H
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Sabaton
Favourite Books
All Quiet On The Western Front
Favourite Writers
Tom Clancy
Favourite Games
Hide the organs (From the police)
Favourite Gaming Platform
XBox 360 or N64
Tools of the Trade
Syringe, bone saw, forceps, scalpel,sledge hammer, gauze wrap, morphine (jk)
*Runs into room, trips and busts face on coffee table, stands back up* Hey, hey look! Look at what my wonderful penpal drew because she's a great friend and does not require money and/or blood debts in return for drawing of my characters! http://small-paper.deviantart.com/art/Borovsky-385233390 Look at that, that is some high class art right there. Give her some attention and look at her other stuff while you're there. How many times can I say the word "look" in this post? Eight. Eight looks.
Gee whiz, Victory Day! I wonder how I should celebrate. Perhaps by writing a forty page epic that details the Great Patriotic War! Or maybe by writing poetry about Soviet snipers! Or how about crafting a hate-ode to Stalin's destruction of the worker's revolution? ...Nah, too much work, not enough time. I think I'll just eat pierogi until my intestines rupture and then back flip off of St. Basil's Cathedral.