William J. Blazkowicz

He then checked out his plasma rifles once more, and stood in the doorway, far enough away so as not to open it up. In front of him was yet another swastika on the wall, which he almost spit on.

She spots the first commander easily enough, and creeps towards him. She waits until his back is turned to her before she darts up, hand around his mouth as her knife pierces through his throat. She drags him off a little ways to keep him from being spotted. One down.

He snuck up behind an unsuspecting regular soldier and knifed him right in his spinal cord, killing him almost instantly, and dragging the body off somewhere under a table, which had various scientific instruments on it. He then took the helmet the man had for himself, and put it on his head, to prepare for the encounter with the super soldier.

Now onto the rest.

After getting up the steps, he sees her handiwork down below, and smiles. “Next one’s on me.” he thought, as he found his next victim, snoozing off on a bench. He crawls under the bench, and puts the knife into his neck between the rungs of the bench.

Once she’s satisfied that he is hidden well enough that one wouldn’t notice the body as first glance she sneaks away, hoping to catch sight of her partner as she hunts for her next target.

He grabbed a few of the ones that looked important, and would have grabbed more if he didn’t see the commander walk by just then. He hid under the table and waited for him to pass by, hoping that maybe he could lure him in through the missing items.

He then checked out his plasma rifles once more, and stood in the doorway, far enough away so as not to open it up. In front of him was yet another swastika on the wall, which he almost spit on.

She spots the first commander easily enough, and creeps towards him. She waits until his back is turned to her before she darts up, hand around his mouth as her knife pierces through his throat. She drags him off a little ways to keep him from being spotted. One down.

He snuck up behind an unsuspecting regular soldier and knifed him right in his spinal cord, killing him almost instantly, and dragging the body off somewhere under a table, which had various scientific instruments on it. He then took the helmet the man had for himself, and put it on his head, to prepare for the encounter with the super soldier.

Now onto the rest.

After getting up the steps, he sees her handiwork down below, and smiles. “Next one’s on me.” he thought, as he found his next victim, snoozing off on a bench. He crawls under the bench, and puts the knife into his neck between the rungs of the bench.

He then checked out his plasma rifles once more, and stood in the doorway, far enough away so as not to open it up. In front of him was yet another swastika on the wall, which he almost spit on.

She spots the first commander easily enough, and creeps towards him. She waits until his back is turned to her before she darts up, hand around his mouth as her knife pierces through his throat. She drags him off a little ways to keep him from being spotted. One down.

He snuck up behind an unsuspecting regular soldier and knifed him right in his spinal cord, killing him almost instantly, and dragging the body off somewhere under a table, which had various scientific instruments on it. He then took the helmet the man had for himself, and put it on his head, to prepare for the encounter with the super soldier.

‘Deep breaths and act professional… it got you though much worse.’

After realizing that a considerable amount had just passed and that he was standing in front of royalty, probably slack jawed, he went on his knees, and bowed. “Uh, my name is William J. Blazkowicz, your majesty.”

While Tormoned hacked away at the computers, BJ was turning this wave of Nazis into a fine, red, burning paste. This grenade launcher launched grenades that were both fragmentation and incendiary! And oh did he enjoy using it. It fired three of the things at once, and absolutely splattered the human enemies and sent the super soldiers flying and burning. While he was indeed having fun, he was also horrified that any human being would produce such a weapon, just adding another reason to hate these damn Nazi assholes.

He then checked out his plasma rifles once more, and stood in the doorway, far enough away so as not to open it up. In front of him was yet another swastika on the wall, which he almost spit on.

While Tormoned hacked away at the computers, BJ was turning this wave of Nazis into a fine, red, burning paste. This grenade launcher launched grenades that were both fragmentation and incendiary! And oh did he enjoy using it. It fired three of the things at once, and absolutely splattered the human enemies and sent the super soldiers flying and burning. While he was indeed having fun, he was also horrified that any human being would produce such a weapon, just adding another reason to hate these damn Nazi assholes.

He goes over to the door, for it to automatically open, to a short hallway with another door at the end of it. “Boring.” he said aloud. “Anyway… back to business.”

She watches him go over to the door, waiting for a sign that’s one they want to go through. “Yeah, Time to get back to the bloodshed and destruction.” She grins.

He goes through, and sees some soldiers walking around. He counts about 8 this time around, and with a super soldier and a few commanders to boot, and goes and reports it to Johanna. “Looks like we have quite a bit more company than last time. Keep your guns loaded.”

“I always keep my weapons loaded, unless I’m out of ammo.” She said. “Sounds like we’re going to have our hands full on this one.”

“I’m gonna go in, and rain hell on that super solider, and you put plasma between some Nazi eyeballs. Or sharpened sticks. I just think going in guns blazing will work better this time. Just kill the commanders as soon as possible, alright?” he says.

“Sounds like a Plan.” She nodded. “But do you want me to try to slip in and slit some throats so they can’t call for backup before we start a major firefight?” She asked.

“Like I said, kill the commanders first. They’re the ones with the power to call for backup. Usually there’s two of them in an area, like the one we were just in. Don’t try your luck with the super soldiers though if you don’t have to.” he tells her.

He goes over to the door, for it to automatically open, to a short hallway with another door at the end of it. “Boring.” he said aloud. “Anyway… back to business.”

She watches him go over to the door, waiting for a sign that’s one they want to go through. “Yeah, Time to get back to the bloodshed and destruction.” She grins.

He goes through, and sees some soldiers walking around. He counts about 8 this time around, and with a super soldier and a few commanders to boot, and goes and reports it to Johanna. “Looks like we have quite a bit more company than last time. Keep your guns loaded.”

“I always keep my weapons loaded, unless I’m out of ammo.” She said. “Sounds like we’re going to have our hands full on this one.”

“I’m gonna go in, and rain hell on that super solider, and you put plasma between some Nazi eyeballs. Or sharpened sticks. I just think going in guns blazing will work better this time. Just kill the commanders as soon as possible, alright?” he says.

While he talks, he takes an opportunity to reload his weapons. “I know how I got in here, but are we gonna go blow up the portal thing first, or get you back home? I got a feeling you don’t wanna be here right now, dude.”

Tormoned looked at BJ as he spoke about him going back as he replied swiftly with “Hell no, I can’t let these madmen keep any of these portals up and besides, I can make another way home if we dismantle the others. You don’t WANT to know what they may do with a endless line or universes and worlds to mess with. Believe me…”

He then rummages through the carnage to recover some ammo from the dead before them. “Oooh, food rations. I’ll take all of those. I’ll take the cakes in a can too. And shotgun shells.” he says to himself. “By the way, before we do that, load up on everything. You might even be able to make an improvised explosive with all the shit these Nazis are armed to the teeth with.”

“Well, since I now have this here big fucking gun, we should be able to prevent any Nazis from entering the place, whole anyway. Be sure to take inventory of the shit you don’t want the Nazis to have. Or don’t, the less toys these assholes have, the better.”

While he talks, he takes an opportunity to reload his weapons. “I know how I got in here, but are we gonna go blow up the portal thing first, or get you back home? I got a feeling you don’t wanna be here right now, dude.”

Tormoned looked at BJ as he spoke about him going back as he replied swiftly with “Hell no, I can’t let these madmen keep any of these portals up and besides, I can make another way home if we dismantle the others. You don’t WANT to know what they may do with a endless line or universes and worlds to mess with. Believe me…”

He then rummages through the carnage to recover some ammo from the dead before them. “Oooh, food rations. I’ll take all of those. I’ll take the cakes in a can too. And shotgun shells.” he says to himself. “By the way, before we do that, load up on everything. You might even be able to make an improvised explosive with all the shit these Nazis are armed to the teeth with.”

He goes over to the door, for it to automatically open, to a short hallway with another door at the end of it. “Boring.” he said aloud. “Anyway… back to business.”

She watches him go over to the door, waiting for a sign that’s one they want to go through. “Yeah, Time to get back to the bloodshed and destruction.” She grins.

He goes through, and sees some soldiers walking around. He counts about 8 this time around, and with a super soldier and a few commanders to boot, and goes and reports it to Johanna. “Looks like we have quite a bit more company than last time. Keep your guns loaded.”

While he talks, he takes an opportunity to reload his weapons. “I know how I got in here, but are we gonna go blow up the portal thing first, or get you back home? I got a feeling you don’t wanna be here right now, dude.”

He goes over to the door, for it to automatically open, to a short hallway with another door at the end of it. “Boring.” he said aloud. “Anyway... back to business.”

He goes through the commander’s back pocket and finds some punch cards, probably for some sort of computer. “Eh, might be useful.” he said pocketing them. He then drags the commander’s body under a pipe used to ventilate the facility.

She dusted off her hands, watching him rifle through the commanders uniform before dragging the body off to hide it. “Where to next?”

“Well, look around. This place has all sorts of doors. Knowing my luck only one of them will actually go somewhere though. But there’s charging stations ‘round here if that matters to you.” he suggested. “You should try dual wielding those rifles. Really helps with the super soldiers, even though it’s inaccurate as hell.”

“Good. Charging stations are good. But I don’t know about the whole dual wielding though. I think I’d prefer accuracy to quantity when possible.”

“Like I said, dual wielding is for super soldiers. They’re big ass targets, not hard to hit, and they can hit you really damn hard if you’re not careful. Explosives are obviously the best best against it, but… I don’t think we should be causing explosions on the Moon…”

“Well, I’ll snag a second rifle to use on em then.” She nodded. “Yeah, I don’t think explosions’ll help us here. I don’t think either of us fancy getting sucked into space.” She chuckled.

“Maybe deeper in the facility. Where there’s less glass and/or vital pipes delivering oxygen. But a moonwalk would be nice with the proper outfits. Speaking of, there’s the next door.” he said, pointing towards it. “It’s got green lights atop it. Just like the one we came in.”

He then looked at the sphere. “What the fuck is that?” he asked himself out loud. “Whatever that thing is I’m not touching it with my bare hands. Don’t want it fucking explode in my face or some shit.” he said. “Oh! Uh… I’m sure the Nazi assholes have some way to contain that shit…” he said, as he looked around.

He looked up, and then took a chair and smashed the glass open as he said “Some days I’m a subtle man, today I choose not to be to a nth degree…” He grabbed a lab coat off a body as he slowly picked it up and gently placed it in the case as he muttered and closed the case as he waited a second then stood up as he spoke “Okay, good news, it’s not anything nuclear or the like cause it would have probably killed us there, but bad is I think we’re now carrying their power source or main part of their research on this. When we get back, let me meet this Set you talked about, we’ll have to work fast on this.”

“Alright I guess it’s fine… maybe it’s some more Da’at Yichud shit. Set likes that kind of stuff. He’ll go on and on about if you let him.” he said. “As for what it is… yeah I think we better get the fuck out of here now. The Nazis don’t like it when you steal shit from them.” he said, holding up his LaserKraftWerk. “But fuck what they think right?”

“But before we do any of that shit, we gotta steal whatever stuff they’re working on here. And I’m quite sure the shit in the hangar isn’t it. But I have a feeling that artifact of ours might actually be a part of a whole... something. I dunno... I just get the feeling. I’ve dealt with shit like that before.”

He goes through the commander’s back pocket and finds some punch cards, probably for some sort of computer. “Eh, might be useful.” he said pocketing them. He then drags the commander’s body under a pipe used to ventilate the facility.

She dusted off her hands, watching him rifle through the commanders uniform before dragging the body off to hide it. “Where to next?”

“Well, look around. This place has all sorts of doors. Knowing my luck only one of them will actually go somewhere though. But there’s charging stations ‘round here if that matters to you.” he suggested. “You should try dual wielding those rifles. Really helps with the super soldiers, even though it’s inaccurate as hell.”

“Good. Charging stations are good. But I don’t know about the whole dual wielding though. I think I’d prefer accuracy to quantity when possible.”

“Like I said, dual wielding is for super soldiers. They’re big ass targets, not hard to hit, and they can hit you really damn hard if you’re not careful. Explosives are obviously the best best against it, but... I don’t think we should be causing explosions on the Moon...”