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Starring:
Gene Wilder as Doktor Stewiestien
This guy as Qtipstien, the hunchbacked Assistant.
Matt Damon as Sergeant Compton, Allies
Hayley Atwell as Sergeant Tagger, Allies
Christoph Waltz as Feldwebel C?mpt?n, Axis.
Angelina Jolie as Feldwebel T?gg?r, Axis
Before I can tell you the tale of two of the bravest, most amazingful commanders in recent history, we have to go back. in. time. The Year you ask? 1918, World War 1 is nearing its end, Germany goes a last ditch effort of super soldiers. Where are we you wonder? A small basement Laboratory under the control of the devious Doktor Stewiestien, and his hunchback assisstant Qtipstien.
"Tip! We've almost done it! Once you flip that switch my twin boys and twin girls that Ive created using advanced sciences that will be forever lost if I do not teach it before I die." declared the crazy Stewiestien.
"What if I die?"
"It will still be lost Tip."
"Right. Gotcha, Okay."
"Flip the switch."
"Yes!" Cried the hunchback as he threw down the lever, a string of electricty resembling a bolt of lightning flew threw the chamber into the tubes holding the 2 sets of infant twins. Suddenly, a bang and a crash as British Commandos break into the lab through one door, meanwhile, at an identical door across the lab, German Soldiers who'd been assigned to protect the lab and the scientist, busted through that door and a bolt-action fire fight began.
"Tip! Protect my babies!" Cried Stewiestien as he grabbed his own rifle. The hunchbacked assistant ran to the tubes, opening one girl, and one boy, grabbing the two infants and running toward the German Soldiers. "Adolf! My friend! Take these two children! Teach them the art you love!" The young German soldier nodded, taking each infant and running out of the fight. As the hunchback turned, he saw his closest friend (And possibly his lover, history is unclear about this) fall to the shot from a British Rifle. He ran toward his friend (Maybe Lover) and knelt over his body, tears streaming down his face. "You bastar-" He was cut off as a bullet tore through his throat, causing the hunchback to choke on his own blood, causing his death. At the end of the fight, the Germans and British each had two babies from Stewiestien's lab, each side having a boy and a girl.
26 years later, The Adventures of Sergeant Tagger and Sergeant Compton:
In the distance the fight could be heard, echoing off the walls of the city, explosions and machine gun fire rattled off into the air. In the alley were two cut off American G.I.'s, here the only sounds were the eight grenades rattling on the suspenders of Tagger's uniform, the jingling of Compton's extra clip of ammo hanging off of his Garand's strap, and boots hitting the ground. The duo had been best friends since they were children, growing up in an American orphanage.
"Im telling you Meg, the rest of the squad is right up this alley and around the corner." The two had stopped and were hunched in a doorway, Tagger aiming her BAR one way, Compton's garand in the other direction.
"I don't think you- You god damn it get back here." Compton had already started heading down the alley and reluctantly she followed him, the two hustling down the alley corner.
"Yeah, Meg, Im telling you its right around here." Compton turned the corner ahead of her. Immediately an MG42 opened up fire, she could see the bullets passing infront of her into the wall. She knew her best friend was dead, that she'd never be able to --
"Nope, Nope, Nope, Nope." Compton ran back around the corner, the only thing leaking was a canteen, with a fresh bullet hole, leaving a trail of water behind Compton, he ran past her, causing her to turn, and follow him back to where they came from, all Tagger could think of was how once they got back to their camp, that Compton would steal her canteen and replace it with his bullet riddled one.
"Im not admitting you were right Meg, but we can't go that way."
Meanwhile, in a nearby German camp, outside of town...
"T?gg?r! Cut that out!" Cried Feldwebel C?mpt?n. The Grenadier was busy flipping three potato mashing grenades, juggling them with ease. She had always been an explosive bunny at heart. "We've got a mission." the Feldwebel told her, and she reluctantly put the grenades back into her pouch and picked up her STG, while C?mpt?n grabbed his MG42. The duo made their way into the city, finding a church tower to set up into. It gave C?mpt?n an overwatch position to secure the town square from the tower. T?gg?r sat at the top of the ladder looking down, watching for flanking Allied Soldiers. The two had been together since childhood, watching their Uncle Adolf rise until he was the leader of the Riech.
They only had to wait about an hour before the first American patrol walking into the courtyard, they were being cautious, but they had no clue about the MG42 lining up its shot above them. Three quick bursts of fire, and the 5 soldiers lay against the wall like rag dolls, American voices below calling out the location of the fire, some walking around like confused people not listening to communication from the team.
Soon T?gg?r heard footsteps echoing at the bottle of the stairwell, unscrewing the bottom of the grenade and pulling the cord she dropped it down the opening of the later. "Auf wiedersehen." She said quietly to the grenade, a second passed, then the explosion followed by more American's crying out in pain.
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Remember! To Guarantee a spot in being mentioned in these crazy fantasies of mine volunteer to be a CO, or be active in Realism!
Gene Wilder as Doktor Stewiestien
This guy as Qtipstien, the hunchbacked Assistant.
Matt Damon as Sergeant Compton, Allies
Hayley Atwell as Sergeant Tagger, Allies
Christoph Waltz as Feldwebel C?mpt?n, Axis.
Angelina Jolie as Feldwebel T?gg?r, Axis
Before I can tell you the tale of two of the bravest, most amazingful commanders in recent history, we have to go back. in. time. The Year you ask? 1918, World War 1 is nearing its end, Germany goes a last ditch effort of super soldiers. Where are we you wonder? A small basement Laboratory under the control of the devious Doktor Stewiestien, and his hunchback assisstant Qtipstien.
"Tip! We've almost done it! Once you flip that switch my twin boys and twin girls that Ive created using advanced sciences that will be forever lost if I do not teach it before I die." declared the crazy Stewiestien.
"What if I die?"
"It will still be lost Tip."
"Right. Gotcha, Okay."
"Flip the switch."
"Yes!" Cried the hunchback as he threw down the lever, a string of electricty resembling a bolt of lightning flew threw the chamber into the tubes holding the 2 sets of infant twins. Suddenly, a bang and a crash as British Commandos break into the lab through one door, meanwhile, at an identical door across the lab, German Soldiers who'd been assigned to protect the lab and the scientist, busted through that door and a bolt-action fire fight began.
"Tip! Protect my babies!" Cried Stewiestien as he grabbed his own rifle. The hunchbacked assistant ran to the tubes, opening one girl, and one boy, grabbing the two infants and running toward the German Soldiers. "Adolf! My friend! Take these two children! Teach them the art you love!" The young German soldier nodded, taking each infant and running out of the fight. As the hunchback turned, he saw his closest friend (And possibly his lover, history is unclear about this) fall to the shot from a British Rifle. He ran toward his friend (Maybe Lover) and knelt over his body, tears streaming down his face. "You bastar-" He was cut off as a bullet tore through his throat, causing the hunchback to choke on his own blood, causing his death. At the end of the fight, the Germans and British each had two babies from Stewiestien's lab, each side having a boy and a girl.
26 years later, The Adventures of Sergeant Tagger and Sergeant Compton:
In the distance the fight could be heard, echoing off the walls of the city, explosions and machine gun fire rattled off into the air. In the alley were two cut off American G.I.'s, here the only sounds were the eight grenades rattling on the suspenders of Tagger's uniform, the jingling of Compton's extra clip of ammo hanging off of his Garand's strap, and boots hitting the ground. The duo had been best friends since they were children, growing up in an American orphanage.
"Im telling you Meg, the rest of the squad is right up this alley and around the corner." The two had stopped and were hunched in a doorway, Tagger aiming her BAR one way, Compton's garand in the other direction.
"I don't think you- You god damn it get back here." Compton had already started heading down the alley and reluctantly she followed him, the two hustling down the alley corner.
"Yeah, Meg, Im telling you its right around here." Compton turned the corner ahead of her. Immediately an MG42 opened up fire, she could see the bullets passing infront of her into the wall. She knew her best friend was dead, that she'd never be able to --
"Nope, Nope, Nope, Nope." Compton ran back around the corner, the only thing leaking was a canteen, with a fresh bullet hole, leaving a trail of water behind Compton, he ran past her, causing her to turn, and follow him back to where they came from, all Tagger could think of was how once they got back to their camp, that Compton would steal her canteen and replace it with his bullet riddled one.
"Im not admitting you were right Meg, but we can't go that way."
Meanwhile, in a nearby German camp, outside of town...
"T?gg?r! Cut that out!" Cried Feldwebel C?mpt?n. The Grenadier was busy flipping three potato mashing grenades, juggling them with ease. She had always been an explosive bunny at heart. "We've got a mission." the Feldwebel told her, and she reluctantly put the grenades back into her pouch and picked up her STG, while C?mpt?n grabbed his MG42. The duo made their way into the city, finding a church tower to set up into. It gave C?mpt?n an overwatch position to secure the town square from the tower. T?gg?r sat at the top of the ladder looking down, watching for flanking Allied Soldiers. The two had been together since childhood, watching their Uncle Adolf rise until he was the leader of the Riech.
They only had to wait about an hour before the first American patrol walking into the courtyard, they were being cautious, but they had no clue about the MG42 lining up its shot above them. Three quick bursts of fire, and the 5 soldiers lay against the wall like rag dolls, American voices below calling out the location of the fire, some walking around like confused people not listening to communication from the team.
Soon T?gg?r heard footsteps echoing at the bottle of the stairwell, unscrewing the bottom of the grenade and pulling the cord she dropped it down the opening of the later. "Auf wiedersehen." She said quietly to the grenade, a second passed, then the explosion followed by more American's crying out in pain.
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Remember! To Guarantee a spot in being mentioned in these crazy fantasies of mine volunteer to be a CO, or be active in Realism!
