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[kol_shevik]

[Okay Mayfield, you may suck and smell of Capitalism but at least you deliver SWEET ASS TANKS right on time because there is now one (1) TANK in the possession of one (1) Russia.

And this calls for one thing. Get smashed. Drive.

A) He is driving it (drunkenly) down the street. And by that I mean over your lawn.

B) He has spotted you on the sidewalk

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Scenario B, plz

[saviorofkorugar]

[Points at Russia from the sidewalk.]

"I am only going to say this once. Get out of the tank."

[kol_shevik]

[Points back! Oh how hilarious.]

нет! Never!

[saviorofkorugar]

"Don't say you weren't warned."

[AND LOOK WHO'S RUNNING TOWARD THE TANK AND JUMPING UP THE SIDE RIGHT TOWARD RUSSIA'S FAT HEAD LIKE A BOSS]

[kol_shevik]

[OH SHI--

TOSSING AN EMPTY VODKA BOTTLE RIGHT FOR YOUR FACE]

[saviorofkorugar]

[Natu crosses her arms in front of her face as she jumps. The bottle shatters, sending shards of broken glass flying through the air. Unable to see where she's going for a split second, she falls slightly short of her target and is left with a little distance to go in order to scramble up to the top of the tank.]

"Bad idea."

[kol_shevik]

[When she reaches the top, she'll have the business end of an AK-47 pointed straight at her.]

Bad idea was yours. Is Russia's tank.

[saviorofkorugar]

[Raises her hands in the air for the time being, but she has no intention whatsoever of surrendering. Best to placate the fat Russian for the time being. Let him think he's going to win.]

"And what exactly do you intend to do with said tank?"

[kol_shevik]

It will do its duty for the Motherland.

[He doesn't lower the gun.]

And you are getting out of my tank now.

[saviorofkorugar]

[That certainly sounds enough like a threat to her. Although it's certainly a risky move, she'll try a quick spinning kick, hoping to catch Russia off-guard while he's busy threatening her with words. Ideally, she'll manage to catch the gun before it fires and either knock it away or cause the shot to miss - but even if not, the angle shouldn't hit anything vital even if he does manage to get a shot off.]

[kol_shevik]

[The bullet ricochets off of the inside of the tank, ending up somewhere on the floor.

For his size, he's certainly not slow, and he tries to slam the butt of the gun wherever he can reach.]

[saviorofkorugar]

[Natu absorbs the hit, grunting a bit as some of the air is knocked out of her and trading the blow for an opportunity to grab onto the end of the gun as it's thrust into her abdomen. Not entirely sure she'll win in a tug of war, she instead attempts to bull rush her opponent, hoping to knock him over using the weight of the rifle as leverage.]

[kol_shevik]

[Russia is not only a superpower, but he has 11 timezones. That's a big landmass. It's like bull-rushing a bear. An angry bear. On steroids. Russia just tugs the rifle back, hard, and attempts to grab her by the front of her shirt. Or her neck. Whichever's closest.]

[saviorofkorugar]

[Let's say neck!

Natu sputters, bringing her arms up to try to pry Russia's hands from around her neck. She's trying to form words, but can't really manage it. So she does the next best thing and spits in his face.]

[kol_shevik]

[He ignores it, he's had far worse things than spit thrown at him.]

You are asking politely next time and maybe Russia will let you borrow it~?

[saviorofkorugar]

[Narrows her eyes and attempts to kick him in the gut.]

[kol_shevik]

[The buffer states are going to feel that in the morning. His grip loosens a bit, but he doesn't let go just yet.]