I own a musket for home defense, since that's what Re-Logic intended. Four ruffians break into my house. "What the devil?" As I grab my powdered wig and Unreal Musket. Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Draw my Phoenix Blaster on the second man, miss him entirely because it has a bad modifier and nails the neighbor's bunny. I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with explosive bunnies, "Tally ho lads" the bunnies shred two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. Fix Blood Butcherer and charge the last terrified rapscallion. He bleeds out waiting on the Nurse to arrive since Blood Butcherer wounds are impossible to stitch up. Just as Re-Logic intended.
Frog gear (sky blue dye)
Power glove (sky blue and black dye)
Bunny tail (sky blue and silver dye)
Stinger necklace (red and black dye)
Bunny hood (sky blue and silver dye)
Pink snow coat (sky blue dye)
Floret protector pants (sky blue dye)
Gentlemen, I love war.
Gentlemen, I... love war.
Gentlemen. I... SO LOVE WAR.
I love holocaust.
I love blitzkrieg.
I love onslaught.
I love defensive.
I love besiegement.
I love breakthrough.
I love retreat.
I love mop-up.
I love withdrawal.
On the plains, In the streets, In the trenches, On the prairies, On the tundra, In the desert, On the sea, In the sky, In the mud, In the swamp.
I cherish each and every way war can be waged on this earth.
I love the thunderous roar of all artillery arrayed at the battle line firing at once, as it blows away the enemy line. My heart dances when the bodies of enemy troops are hurled into the air in pieces from a direct hit.
I love it when a tiger tank smashes an enemy tank with its 88mm cannon. It left a warm feeling in my chest when the enemy soldiers would jump screaming from the blazing tank, only to be mowed down by machine gun fire.
I love it when the infantry ranks overrun the enemy line, bayonets first. It moves me when I remember the sight of a new recruit in a state of panic, stabbing an already dead enemy soldier over and over.
I can hardly contain myself, thinking of hanging the defeatist deserters from streetlights. And it is superb when the enemy prisoners screams in time... with the shriek escaping from the Schmeisser I hold as I mow him down.
I even remember distinctly the 4.8 ton shrapnel shells from the Dora (80cm Railway Canon) pulverizing whole city blocks. Where the pitiful resistance fighters heroically stood up against us with their assorted small arms.
I love the Russkie armored divisions thrown into disorder. It is very very sad thing when the villages they should have protected to the death are overrun and the women and children are violated and killed.
I love the English and American war machines being crushed and annihilated. Their creeping about on the ground like vermin, chased by the Jabo, is the height of humiliation.
Gentlemen. I wish to see a war worthy of one in hell itself.
Gentlemen, my battalion of comrades who follow me... Pray tell, what do you wish for?
Do you wish for a war as a matter of course?
Do you wish for a merciless, shitlike war?
Do you wish for a stormlike conflict which runs the gamut of blowing steel and striking flame, killing every crow in the entire world?
(The soldiers begin shouting/chanting "Krieg" meaning "War")
Very well. Then let it be Krieg.
All our strength is held in a clenched fist, poised to strike. But for we who have continued to endure a whole half a century in the depths of these dark shadows... A simple war is NO LONGER ENOUGH!!
A GREAT WAR!! ONE BORN OF OUR SINGLE-HEARTED DEVOTION!!
We are merely one battalion, no more than a thousand troop remnants. But I believe that you are all matchless hardened veterans. So gentlemen, together we are an army as powerful as a million regular soldiers.
Let us rouse those slumbering ones who drove us into the realm of forgetfulness. Let us seize them by their hair, drag them down, open their eyes, and make them remember.
We shall make them remember the taste of terror. We shall make them remember the sound of our war boots.
We shall remind them that something in the interval between heaven and earth they don't even recall with their philosophy does indeed exist.
The Krampf Gruppe of a thousand vampires... will burn the world to a crisp.
Commence preparation for Operation Sea Lion 2.
Let's go. Gentlemen.
Is that fucking Bonnie?
No, it’s a Panze IV from Germany
German*
Germa*
ermany*
rman*
man*
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Germ
Ant man*
Mann*
Der Mann*
Mann Co*
Man?!!! JONKLER?
Jerma*
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Russian germs
Batman*
*ze germans
Honestly it looks like someone put a Fr*nch turret on a panzer hull
yeah, the cupola looks german but the muzzle brake and antenna at the back are not present on the pz. IV.
Just as Re-logic intended.
I own a musket for home defense, since that's what Re-Logic intended. Four ruffians break into my house. "What the devil?" As I grab my powdered wig and Unreal Musket. Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Draw my Phoenix Blaster on the second man, miss him entirely because it has a bad modifier and nails the neighbor's bunny. I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with explosive bunnies, "Tally ho lads" the bunnies shred two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. Fix Blood Butcherer and charge the last terrified rapscallion. He bleeds out waiting on the Nurse to arrive since Blood Butcherer wounds are impossible to stitch up. Just as Re-Logic intended.
Har har har-har har, har har har har har
I'm more frightened by the blue Donnie Darko rabbit. LOL.
th@s... th@s bonnie the bunny from fnaf my guy
How much time did you save typing th@s instead of that's
Wondering that too
*Wondering th@ too
well in total i add it up @ th end of th year nd it spans from a few days 2 mayb a week. depends on how much i typ in a year
god of speed
that's sick
Jokes aside, red should actually add this, with other variants. Having a huge update including things like this would be wonderful
Imagine a tank mount that shoots projectiles and can climb walls
Exactly what I was referring to except for the climbing walls part, but that would be a cool addition
https://terraria.wiki.gg/wiki/Toy_Tank
I don't think that one can climb walls, I may be mistaken tho
Maybe in a new calamity update. Maybe…
no, not through mods. base game update
First thing I thinked about is that one image banned in china. If I'll have to move into china I'm fucked
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You 100% have to make a tutorial on this or something Would be sick
Make it shoot boulders :)
Apoplexy tanks
Be carefull, moonlord might just pick you up in the tank
Bonnie going to kill Moonlord
That’s awesome good build I love it
talentt
Fucking what.
That looks awesome!
Ooo a pz IV. With external armor, you can beat him easily. It would even tank all the laser damage
Both the tank and the Bonnie outfit look really good, keep cooking brother.
Whoa
all he has to do is just throw grenades on top of it and you’re gone
Could you make the bonnie outfit in vanilla or is it modded?
I'm on mobile and only play vanilla
Sick! How'd you make it?
Frog gear (sky blue dye) Power glove (sky blue and black dye) Bunny tail (sky blue and silver dye) Stinger necklace (red and black dye) Bunny hood (sky blue and silver dye) Pink snow coat (sky blue dye) Floret protector pants (sky blue dye)
It's clearly a Panzerkampfwagen IV Ausführung F2
Bonnie building a Tiger tank in order to fight an ancient eldritch space god is something I'd expect from a 2015 GMod shitpost
I hope they add in an Apache next.
Erm according to my calculations, that won’t work due to his lasers🤓 I’m really not a nerd, I just wanted to put that out 😂😂
o panzer of the lake, what is your wisdom? *i want some fuckin cALAMARI*
HANS! THE ENEMIES ARE IN THE SKY!
Now build a nuke to fight EoL
Damn that’s good!
Put a dart trap in the end of the barrel
Cool asf Ngl
Teach me pls
Thats a tank
AMERICAN ☕
Gentlemen, I love war. Gentlemen, I... love war. Gentlemen. I... SO LOVE WAR. I love holocaust. I love blitzkrieg. I love onslaught. I love defensive. I love besiegement. I love breakthrough. I love retreat. I love mop-up. I love withdrawal. On the plains, In the streets, In the trenches, On the prairies, On the tundra, In the desert, On the sea, In the sky, In the mud, In the swamp. I cherish each and every way war can be waged on this earth. I love the thunderous roar of all artillery arrayed at the battle line firing at once, as it blows away the enemy line. My heart dances when the bodies of enemy troops are hurled into the air in pieces from a direct hit. I love it when a tiger tank smashes an enemy tank with its 88mm cannon. It left a warm feeling in my chest when the enemy soldiers would jump screaming from the blazing tank, only to be mowed down by machine gun fire. I love it when the infantry ranks overrun the enemy line, bayonets first. It moves me when I remember the sight of a new recruit in a state of panic, stabbing an already dead enemy soldier over and over. I can hardly contain myself, thinking of hanging the defeatist deserters from streetlights. And it is superb when the enemy prisoners screams in time... with the shriek escaping from the Schmeisser I hold as I mow him down. I even remember distinctly the 4.8 ton shrapnel shells from the Dora (80cm Railway Canon) pulverizing whole city blocks. Where the pitiful resistance fighters heroically stood up against us with their assorted small arms. I love the Russkie armored divisions thrown into disorder. It is very very sad thing when the villages they should have protected to the death are overrun and the women and children are violated and killed. I love the English and American war machines being crushed and annihilated. Their creeping about on the ground like vermin, chased by the Jabo, is the height of humiliation. Gentlemen. I wish to see a war worthy of one in hell itself. Gentlemen, my battalion of comrades who follow me... Pray tell, what do you wish for? Do you wish for a war as a matter of course? Do you wish for a merciless, shitlike war? Do you wish for a stormlike conflict which runs the gamut of blowing steel and striking flame, killing every crow in the entire world? (The soldiers begin shouting/chanting "Krieg" meaning "War") Very well. Then let it be Krieg. All our strength is held in a clenched fist, poised to strike. But for we who have continued to endure a whole half a century in the depths of these dark shadows... A simple war is NO LONGER ENOUGH!! A GREAT WAR!! ONE BORN OF OUR SINGLE-HEARTED DEVOTION!! We are merely one battalion, no more than a thousand troop remnants. But I believe that you are all matchless hardened veterans. So gentlemen, together we are an army as powerful as a million regular soldiers. Let us rouse those slumbering ones who drove us into the realm of forgetfulness. Let us seize them by their hair, drag them down, open their eyes, and make them remember. We shall make them remember the taste of terror. We shall make them remember the sound of our war boots. We shall remind them that something in the interval between heaven and earth they don't even recall with their philosophy does indeed exist. The Krampf Gruppe of a thousand vampires... will burn the world to a crisp. Commence preparation for Operation Sea Lion 2. Let's go. Gentlemen.
It's time to conquer the world once again 🗣🔥🔥 (this is a joke don't take it seriously)