Round 8 : Surrender is shorthand for FranceAmerican soldier: HQ, this is Delta One, we got civilians. Send evac to our coordinates, over.
Hipster 1: Rescue at last! Huzzah! We've been hiding in this gutted McDonalds for like, several hours or something.
Hipster 2: Please, get us out of here, before these Siberian savages get in here and break our IPhones!
American soldier: Don't worry, no Russky's gonna harm you now.
distant voice: MARTYNOV, STOP IT, YOU DUMB FUCK!
Hipster 1: Uh, did you hear that?
a Russian soldier with an RPG-7 breaks through the closed door
Russian soldier: IDDQD!!! *fires RPG*
Everyone else: OHSHI
*explosion*
Panel 1: Space Rambo to anti-communist aliens: “Come on dudes, I‘m here to rescue you from your fish-head infested communist hell – the chopper’s here, we gotta go!”
Panel 2: Anti-communist alien 1: “I say, Space Rambo, what’s that awful noise outside the door?”
Space Rambo: “Eh! Don’t worry about it! I’ve got my new thumbknife, it’s gonna be ok!”
Panel 3: Anti-communist alien 2: “No, but really, old chap, what’s that behind you?!”
Panel 4: Anti-communist aliens and Space Rambo: “Arrrghh! It’s Communist Santa!”
Panel 5: Communist Santa: “Take this, infidels! Dakka dakka dakka!”
Panel 6: Anti-communist aliens and Rambo: “Nooooooooooooooooooo!”
Final Panel: Communist Explosion: “Boom!”
Alien: And here we present the ideas of communism!
Helicopter: Hands up! You are under arrest for communism!
Door: Bwoop! Bwoop! Bwoop! Bwoop!
Alien: My knife will save us!
Other alien: Look! An escape route!
Alien: Where?
Other alien: There!
Both: RUN AWAY!
*Communist Explosion*
Panel 1:
The Commie Aliens live in piece, celebrating their communism with busts of communist leaders and red armbands.
Panel 2:
That is, until the capitalist helicopter discovers their apartment, spotting them with a capitalist spotllight
Panel 3:
Quickly, one alien grabs a knife to defend herself, while the alarms begin to blare!
Panel 4:
Her friend notices something, and shifts his focus to it, in an attempt to discern what it is.
Panel 5:
Our hero enquires what it is, her voice ringing out over the alarm.
Panel 6:
Her friend points it out to her! A massive hole in the wall! How did they not notice it before?
Panel 7:
They leap out of the building, an explosion of glorious communism trailing them!
Antperson 1: Let's go invade that city! It'll be a piece of cake-
Spaceship: PEW PEW PEW NOPE NOPE NOPE
Antpeople: aaaaaaaaaaa
Antperson: Recoup our losses! Blow up that building!
Falling regular people: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Ant general: "Incoming aircraft at 32 degrees!"
Spaceship: *pew pew pew*
Ant army: "AAAAugh!! Run away!!"
DEMO ant: "Ok, that's it. I'ma setting of these explosives!"
Humans in collapsing building: "AAAUGH!"
Ant Soldier: Sir! An alien invasion has been detected! They're annihalating our armies!
Flying Saucer: Zap Zap!
Ant Army: We surrender!!
Ant Commander: *$!%*% it all! If we can't have the city, neither can they!
*Plunge*
Ka-Boooooooom!!!!
Army Ant Private: Sir! The aliens are moving in on the position of our primary force!
Army Ant General: Give the order to surrender, even my manly chin could not possibly defeat these creatures.
Aliens: MUAHAHAHAHA! Death! Rays! Death Rays!
Ants: Oh No! Flee! Disperse!
Ant Army General: GARGLEGARGLEGARGLE!
Radioactive Plunger of Doom!: Here I come to the RESCUUUUUUUU
Aliens: No! You Fool! Stop that or you’ll d-
The World: -nothing, because the world is dead-
I am very tired and overworked, hence day delay. Also feel free to sign up for Round 9, and if you already have make sure you're in the OP's signup list and I didn't forget you, otherwise you might be Dariush'd. We might do that double-round thing if there are enough signups.
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