The Recap:
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: The troops have been christened in battle. Unfortunately the Judaic God is an evil and vengeful deity so to feed his bloodlust he claimed three of our ... I would say best, but that would be a lie. Tzaero, Ashery and Slaughter. The beast from above almost claimed Kipeci, but because of her decadent life she became an atheist and that saved her life. But enough of this funeral bullshit. Time to introduce our new new recruits.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Cpl Cleo P. She will be our new amazing, sniper. I know. I saw her play pong and those fancy Atari Number Machines. Her accuracy was spot on.
Cpl. Cleo P: I achieved top score on Missile Command Arcades, you got to respect that. But to introduce myself a little. I'm Cleo P, I like pink, games, nice jewelry and if you guess what the P. stands for maybe, just maybe I'll reward you with a kiss. Wink, wink.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Petunia, Petra, Police, Perky....P..P..P... Princess. Piranha. Pepper!
Cpl. Cleo P: No.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Damnit!
Sgt. Sepulki: Ah, Jesus. Commander's pet. We will have to do all the hard work and she will get all the glory. Fantastic. And did she just say "wink" audibly? I hate the bitch already.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: You are just jealous because she has bigger boobs than you.
Sgt. Sepulki: I'm "jealous" because you are trying to kill me.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: I will deny that in court, so watch it. Whatever let's get back to work.
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Wait, sir. You said new recruits. Plural.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Ah, yes. You're right. The other three losers are Imperator, MicoSelva and Ulminati. Who cares.
Pvt. Ulminati: I'm packing some heat. Aliens beware. Though I wish to sue the UN. The vibrations that occur when I fire my heavy machine gun tend to... ekhm.... make me climax. I fear it will make me sterile.
Pvt. Imperator: I'm the shield of the emprah!!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Ulminati. Shut up and be grateful your work give you pleasure. Imperator, what are you talking about Imperial Germany fell apart after WW1.
Pvt. Mico Selva: Actually there was more than one Emepror in Europe. It all started when Napoleon disbanded the Holy Roman Empire and crowned himself Emperor of the French. But he was well aware of the ambiguity that was caused by the original coronation of Chlodwig the First. Pope put the crown on his head symbolizing the seniority of church over the Emperor and it caused problems especially in the 10th and 11th centuries. So Napoleon placed the crown on his head personally. The Austrians didn't recognize him as the new Emperor so they formed their own Empire and then after Franko-Prussian War...
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Stop, Stop! I get it there were many emperors. But what is your fucking point.
Pvt Mico Selva: I think Imperator is living in the past.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: And you couldn't just say that? Jesus I already hate all three of you. But not you Cleo P. You're fantastic.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Let's get back to work. My ant-like workers begun building new rooms. Garage and another satellite dish. Garage...hmm... this word always sounded French to me. Rooms and autopsy, good start. I wonder. Maybe we can sell his legs to some French restaurant.
Commissar Draco: Hey this guy looks exactly like the dinosaur from that movie, what was it called. Million years BC.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: What are you talking about?
Commissar Draco: You know, the movie about caveman and dinosaurs. With John Richardson. The alien looks like...
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: No. Besides why a communist ruskie like you is watching American movies?
Commissar Draco: One needs to know the culture of his ideological enemies. Understanding the enemy is the first step to destroying him. This is why we are researching these aliens.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Touche. Shut up. I told you already. Wait your turn.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Some more research.
Commissar Draco: I told you a Cylo...
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: I'm going to kill myself one day.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Let's set up another base. This time in America. Though just a control room now. I don't have enough money for anything more at the time.
Sgt. Sepulki: What do you mean you lack the funds. UN gave you a shitload of money.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: How was I suppose to know aliens will actually attack. I used it up to set up the greatest fuck pad of the history of human civilization. So we have to make due.
Sgt. Sepulki: What?!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: No, Sepulki you are not invited. Cleo P. on the other hand.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: I ordered some new soldiers and the command classified them as Items. I like that. You are all just objects under my control. Just pawns on a chessboard, just my toys. Dance puppets dance!
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Sir, I don't think that's a good way to raise morale of the troops.
Pvt. Imperator: Commander is right! We are all just tools in the hands of the emprah! And I am his shield! For the glory of the emprah! Kill the Xeno!
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Ok, maybe I was wrong.
Cpl. Cleo P: So you're saying, you are objectifying me?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Of course not Cleo P. I would never...
Cpl. Cleo P: Oh, it's shame I would really like that.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Oh...I... P stands for potato?
Cpl. Cleo P: Sigh, who is up for dinner?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Damnit!
Sgt. Sepulki: Ha-Ha.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Rockets are Rad!
Pvt. Mico Selva: Sir, we are not even able to house any vehicles and you use our resources to build vehicle missile turrets?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Didn't you hear me? Rockets are Rad!
Pvt. Mico Selva: Sir, logic suggest that we...
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: What are you, a Vulcan? Fine if you care so much, I'll research some other stuff.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Happy?
Sgt. Sepulki: I know your pain. Mico.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Ok. its too quiet. The garage is already ready, I'm stating to build some fucking tanks, but still no aliens what gives?
Cpl. Not An Artichoke: And that's a bad thing? Well yeah, Ulminati probably can't get off and Imperator can't find an outlet for his fanatism. Let's enjoy it, while it lasts.
Pvt. Ulminati: Hey, I'm not as sad as our Commander. I don't have to build a fuckpad that nobody will ever visit.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: That's not true. Cleo P. wanna see my marvelous apartment? It has Jacuzzi and all.
Cpl. Cleo P: Sure. Just leave me the key and let me know when you will be out.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: That's not what I had in mind.
Pvt. Mico Selva: Sir! I went to the library and checked the word "garage" you were right it is french here is what I found:
1902, from French garage "shelter for a vehicle," originally "a place for storing something," from verb garer "to shelter," from Middle French garer "to shelter, dock ships," from Frankish *waron "to guard" or some other Germanic source (compare Old High German waron "take care"), from Proto-Germanic *war-, from PIE root *wer- (5) "to cover"
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Oh yes, my life will be so much more complete now. Thanks.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Finally! Let's Xenocide them!
Cpl: Not An Artichoke: Ehh, good times are over.
Pvt. Imperator: Send at them all of our heavier than air flying machines, for the glory of the emprah!
Cmdr. Tytus Shepard: Get back here, you coward!
Pvt. Imperator: The Xenos are wise to fear our Aero-Planes. Emprah protects!
Cpl. Not An Artichoke: Good. The less missions I have to go on the better.
Pvt. Impeator: Brother Artichoke, what are you saying? Don't you wish die a glorious death for the Emprah?!
Cpl. Not An Artichoke: I AM NOT AN ARTICHOKE! Oh, and no.
Pvt. Imperator: Treachery. We shall send you to a trench for this?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: A trench?
Pvt. Mico Selva: Trench warfare was very popular during World War 1 it is a form of
land warfare using occupied fighting lines consisting largely of
trenches, in which troops are significantly protected from the enemy's
small arms fire and are substantially sheltered from
artillery...
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Ok, Jesus, stop. I get it.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: The fuck!? I shot down ufos, I successfully completed a mission, and you're cutting my funds? Fuck you. And don't give those disappointed faces. I'm immune to them. My father gave me this face all the time. It doesn't work on me anymore. Fuck you. I got my garage, gonna get my tank. Will roll around with my girl and haters gonna hate.
Pvt. Ulminati: Does she know, she is your girl?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Not, but that's easy to fix.
Pvt. Ulminati: Yeah right, it will be easier to win against UN in court.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Whatever. At least the nigg.... Nigeria and rest of North Africa like me. They even gave me a raise.
Pvt. Mico Selva: Sir. Nigeria is in Central Africa. You realize that?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Of course I.... I mean really? Wow, what a stupid mistake. I must check those maps more often?
Pvt. Ulminati: What's up?
Sgt. Sepulki: Our pilot is a big black guy. And he doesn't like white boys talking shit.
Pvt. Ulminati: Aaahh.
Cpl. Clep P: How big is he, exactly?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: They want more results? Fine. Let's build this new interceptor. It better destroy some ufos. I need more money. The movie theater room in fuckpad isn't even finished yet.
Cpl. Cleo P: You don't have your own theater? In that case I'll pass on your apartment. I was going to bring some of the girls I know. Ehhh.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Damnit UN, stop cockblocking me. Wait Cleo, maybe I can invite you to some other place instead?
Cpl. Clep P: Fine, if nothing comes up. But it has to be fancy.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: The new base is better be worth it. It almost ruined my date.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: The tank is ready. It's a little small but size isn't what matters. Is how you use it.
Sgt. Sepulki: Let's hope Cleo P. thinks the same way.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Fuck you!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Chemistry so boring.
Cpl. Not An Artichoke: I made my best moonshine thanks to chemistry. Respect it!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: My date is coming and aliens are still quiet. I know they just fucking with me. They waiting when I be ready to go out and they will atacck. I just know it.
Cpl. Cleo P: Hey Tytus are you ready?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Goddamnit!
Cpl. Cleo P: I think this is a sign. We should see other people.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: FFFFFFFF....launch everything!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: What? Another one? Change target!
Sgt. Sepulki: Hey look, this one is bigger. Size apparently does matter.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: I'm not in the mood.
Cpl. Not An Artichoke: That's what she said!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: I think I have to expand my list.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: One down. Swimming with the fishes. Kill the second one.
Pvt. Imperator: Drown the Xeno!
Pvt. Mico Selva: Sir, aren't you worried about poisoning the oceans?
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Pfff, like that would ever happen. Imperator is right. Drown the Xeno!
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: If they fish anything out. I want a souvenir.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Finally America will get a interceptor coverage. Why they don't use their own fighter to fight against the aliens is beyond me. They're probably too occupied with the Cold War. Seriously guys! Cold War can wait! It's already cold! You can eat it anytime you want!
Commissar Draco: War is like Revenge it's a dish best served cold. Although reheating it isn't a problem. They need those fighters as fast bake ovens.
Cpl. Cleo P: Wow, this gun looks strangely erotic.
Pvt. Ulminati: Aliens have this obsession with anal probing. Maybe this is why their guns look so phallic.
Cpl. Cleo P: Do you think it vibrates when it loads?
Pvt. Ulminati: I don't know. But does the P in your names stands for perversion?
Sgt. Sepulki: Clearly she is a keeper, commander. A nice catch. Men are stupid.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: And don't say I didn't do anything for you. This improved armor will protect your asses. Cleo P. will get the first one though.
Cpl. Cleo P: Does it come in pink?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Two enemies in Central America? The fighters aren't ready there, fuck. Send the ones we have here!
Pvt. Mico Selva: That's not very wise. They will be low on fuel.
Sgt. Sepulki: Mico is right, we have to able to respond to threats in our neighborhood.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Fuck, I'm in command here!
Pvt. Imperator: Charge the Xeno!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: This guy gets it!
Sgt. Sepulki: Told you so!
Sgt. Sepulki: Excellent Command, sir! One enemy is killed, but the planes are out of fuel and two remaining ufos, can spread chaos at will. And one even managed to land. Excellent command!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Excellent sarcasm, Sepulki. I hope it will shield you from plasma fire when you charge the landing site.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Super Xenonauts Team Hyperforce Go!
Sgt. Sepulki: Again in the first row. I'm a sniper!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: That means if an alien attack the ramp, you will in the perfect position to snipe him. First row is a privilege. Be proud you earned it!
Sgt. Sepulki: Right.
Pvt. Imperator: Xenoblood for the test tubes, Skulls for the Skull Doctors!
Pvt. Ulminati: Someone is excited.
Pvt. Mico Selva: Skull doctors are called phrenologists. But phrenology isn't a science anymore.
Cpl. Cleo P: Tytus, Honey, you won't let me die? I'm your sugarcube after all.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: OF COURSE NOT!
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: I'm with Impeator on this one. Let's get a move on!.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Fall in formation and protect Cleo P.
Sgt. Sepulki: For God's sake!
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Hey Cleo. Commander is far away. I can protect you. Does the P stands for Pretty?
Cpl. Cleo P: Oh, Sran you are truly The Man. The P can be anything you want.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: FFFFFF....
Cpl. Not An Artichoke: Hey look, some random guy. Hey guy! Come to us! We can protect you!
Cpl. Erykfrad: Hmmm he is running away.
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: That's maybe because you idiots are speaking in English and he is Russian. If Russians landed in USA the civilians wouldn't be very eager to met them, would they?
Cpl. Erykfrad: Could be, does anyone know Russian?
Sgt. Sepulki: No, our glorious commander, left our Russian at home. Excellent command.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Shut up! It's not his turn!
Cpl. Not An Artichoke: So he didn't run away because of me.
Pvt. Imperator: XEEEEENOOOOOOO!!
Cpl. Erykfrad: Is....is he foaming!
Pvt. Ulminati: That's not foam, he excretes hatred as a form of liquid.
Cpl. Erykfrad: Wow the foam changes into steam while he charges. Will it affect us in any way? I don't want to catch a case of Imperators.
Pvt. Imperator: Kill the Xeno, Burn the Invader, Purge the Vaterland!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Great all this talk, and he misses. Artichoke show him how it's done.
Cpl. Not An Artichoke: I AM NOT AN ARTICHOKE!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Another miss. You guys suck!
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Amateurs, I will show you how it's done.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Good work Sran!
Cpl. Cleo P: Sran you are so manly!
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: You know it babe. I'm 100% Man and 100% Sran.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: I meant - Terrible Job Sran, do better next time or I'll demote you!
Cpl. Erykfrad: I think I'm developing a crush too.
Cpl. Erykfrad: I will show you I am worthy of your love, Sran!
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Good job Eryk. Soon you will be A MAN just like me!.
Cpl. Cleo P: Eeew. So you guys, are like that? Tytus, honey can you protect me, again?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: I will be always here!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Big chance, Sepulki, don't fuck this up!
Sgt. Sepulki: I got this!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Sepulki, you actually did it! Finally, there is some use to you. And I was going to send you to kitchen.
Sgt. Sepulki: Fuck you. Woman's place is at the firebase!
Pvt. Ulminati: Is that a new slang term for an oven?
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Focus! We have another one here!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Everyone! Form up on Sran.
Pvt. Imperator: Emperor's will is my shield! And I'm yours!
Cpl. Erykfrad: I will be the next MAN!
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: To be a man you must hit the alien first. Let me show you how it's done.
Sgt. Sepulki: Oh look, two guys that can't shoot. How surprising. Actually it isn't, you can't even shoot straight when you're pissing. No wonder you can't handle a gun.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: You manage to hit an alien again! Great, but you know, maybe kill him next time with it!?
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Wonderful job Sepulki, now he managed to spray all of you!
Sgt. Sepulki: Hey it's not my fault! The guys were the ones that missed!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: But you were the one you hit, and it did shit!
Cpl. Cleo P: Thank you for keeping me at back, honeybuns.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: For you, everything.
Sgt. Sepulki: Arghh!!
Pvt. Ulminati: We are being attacked from the rear!
Cpl. Cleo P: How could you put me at back unprotected! I hate you!
Sgt. Sepulki: That is what you get for being a whore!
Cpl. Not An Artichoke: Die alien scum.
Cpl. Cleo P: You guys all suck! It seems I have to do it myself!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: I love you babe, but don't be like Sepulki, kill them when you hit them! Please!
Cpl. Erykfrad: We did it, Sran, we did it together.
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Yes we did, kid. But, I'm bleeding out, he got me. You will be the man now.
Cpl. Erykfrad: Noooo!
Sgt. Sepulki: Stop the drama, we will patch you right up.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Babe, please, remember what we talked about.
Cpl. Cleo P: Don't tell me what to do!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Ok, Ulminati. Finish him off!
Pvt. Ulminati: NNnnnnghhhhhaaaaaooooooommmm!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Oh yeah, I forgot about your...condition. But good job, he is dead.
Pvt. Ulminati: Anyone have a cigarette?
Cpl. Cleo P: Tytus this time I better be protected because otherwise we will have a serious talk.
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: Yes. ma'am.
Cpl. Not An Artichoke: Are we having a shift in the command structure?
Pvt. Mico Selva: That would be against regulation.
Sgt. Sepulki: Jesus, I hope not. As much as I hate this buffoon, I will take him any day over this bimbo.
Pvt. Imperator: We are at the enemy gates. Today they will dine in hell! Let's mustard gas them!
Cpl. Erykfrad: Oh shit, there is one just beside us!
Pvt. Imperator: Get closer Xeno! I want to hit you with my shield!
Cpl. Erykfrad: Fuck yeah!
Cpl. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Cower in fear, you Hollywood dinosaur!
Sgt. Sepulki: Let's finish this and go home!
Sgt. "Sran the Man" Sranchammer: Promotion and a medal? I AM THE MAN!
Cmdr. Tytus Owczarz: So, Cleo, you went through the mission without even a scratch. Maybe some reward is in order?
Cpl. Cleo P: Oh, yeah. Sorry. The pilot already, guessed what the P stands for. It's peach. Cause I'm a peachy little girl. I have to go out with him for now.
Cpl. Ulminati: So she went for the black guy?
Sgt. Not An Artichoke: Seems so.
Cpl. Mico Selva: I don't want to sound overenthusiastic but the only adequate response to this situation is... Pay up mother fuckers! I knew it!
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