Welcome, Amigos. The Taco Empire has fallen before. But this time, this time, it will rise up into a great nation. Together, amigos, we will spread across the face of the Earth, spreading tacos everywhere. Also, Whowh is France in this game, so make sure you check out her playthrough. (Vive Le Empire.) Commencemos! (Let us begin.)
Note: This thread will be organized through the viewpoints of several characters. They are:
Brutus Trump, our great leader.
Colonel Sanders, the top military strategist.
Private James NotRyan, an infantry man.
Taco Guy, an artillery man who puts tacos into cannons and fires them. He also wears a taco suit everywhere.
I got the idea for this from one of my favorite WW2 authors, Jeff Shaara. Be sure to check him out.
Mexico City, September 1st, 1939. Brutus Trump
Brutus Trump arrived into the city amid cheers of joy. Mexico would end it's days of citizens going to the United States. No, the citizens of the United States would go to Mexico. Perhaps that wall his cousin Donald built would come in handy. As he went into the Taco Palace and sat on the Taco Throne, he signed his first decree. Mexico would be Mexico no more. No, Mexico would now be the Mexitaco Empire. And Brutus wouldn't be president, he would be the head honcho. Yes, times were good. Then, he got a dispatch from France. It was his acquaintance, the great Whowh. France had signed the NATO Pact with Turkey, and asked if Mexitaco would join it. He gladly accepted. Times were good. He looked at the world newspaper. Yugoslavia was anti-Jew. He posted several anti-Jew comments in the newspaper. Mexitaco and several other nations threatened to get Yugoslavia banned. Yugoslavia backed down, having bad relations with the other countries. However, they still posted in the newspaper a lot, prompting NATO to code-name him Yugospamia. First, he talked about how he was anti-communist. Then, after pressure from the Soviet Union, he went communist. After Mexitaco voiced dissapproval of this, Yugospamia 'sent' several rebels to come. They were caught and exiled. Britain and Italy had revolutions. Britain kicked out the royal family. Mexitaco wanted to hold them, but Britain ended up sending them to Poland. Italy became democratic. In other news, British India and the USA became allies of the taco realm.
Merida, September 10th, 1939. Colonel Sanders
Colonel Sanders looked at the map. What would Mexico's next target be. Hmm. Of course it would be Guatemala. Who would not make the target Guatemala? Troops were slowly stacked onto the border. The navy blockaded Guatemala, the city. He saw France getting ready to invade Italy, and Turkey getting ready to invade Greece. Back to Mexico. He wanted the troops to race through Guatemala and El Salvador in one swoop. Artillery was made. Infantry was placed. A military dispatch was sent down from the head honcho. France had suspicions about English activity. They wanted Mexitaco to check if Britain was ready to attack France. Colonel Sanders sent his espionage department down to persuade Britain to give their plans over. He evilly laughed as he watched troops walk by Merida. That's what people with plans do.
I will add pictures later.
Note: This thread will be organized through the viewpoints of several characters. They are:
Brutus Trump, our great leader.
Colonel Sanders, the top military strategist.
Private James NotRyan, an infantry man.
Taco Guy, an artillery man who puts tacos into cannons and fires them. He also wears a taco suit everywhere.
I got the idea for this from one of my favorite WW2 authors, Jeff Shaara. Be sure to check him out.
Mexico City, September 1st, 1939. Brutus Trump
Brutus Trump arrived into the city amid cheers of joy. Mexico would end it's days of citizens going to the United States. No, the citizens of the United States would go to Mexico. Perhaps that wall his cousin Donald built would come in handy. As he went into the Taco Palace and sat on the Taco Throne, he signed his first decree. Mexico would be Mexico no more. No, Mexico would now be the Mexitaco Empire. And Brutus wouldn't be president, he would be the head honcho. Yes, times were good. Then, he got a dispatch from France. It was his acquaintance, the great Whowh. France had signed the NATO Pact with Turkey, and asked if Mexitaco would join it. He gladly accepted. Times were good. He looked at the world newspaper. Yugoslavia was anti-Jew. He posted several anti-Jew comments in the newspaper. Mexitaco and several other nations threatened to get Yugoslavia banned. Yugoslavia backed down, having bad relations with the other countries. However, they still posted in the newspaper a lot, prompting NATO to code-name him Yugospamia. First, he talked about how he was anti-communist. Then, after pressure from the Soviet Union, he went communist. After Mexitaco voiced dissapproval of this, Yugospamia 'sent' several rebels to come. They were caught and exiled. Britain and Italy had revolutions. Britain kicked out the royal family. Mexitaco wanted to hold them, but Britain ended up sending them to Poland. Italy became democratic. In other news, British India and the USA became allies of the taco realm.
Merida, September 10th, 1939. Colonel Sanders
Colonel Sanders looked at the map. What would Mexico's next target be. Hmm. Of course it would be Guatemala. Who would not make the target Guatemala? Troops were slowly stacked onto the border. The navy blockaded Guatemala, the city. He saw France getting ready to invade Italy, and Turkey getting ready to invade Greece. Back to Mexico. He wanted the troops to race through Guatemala and El Salvador in one swoop. Artillery was made. Infantry was placed. A military dispatch was sent down from the head honcho. France had suspicions about English activity. They wanted Mexitaco to check if Britain was ready to attack France. Colonel Sanders sent his espionage department down to persuade Britain to give their plans over. He evilly laughed as he watched troops walk by Merida. That's what people with plans do.
I will add pictures later.
WHOS GONNA CARRY THE BOATS?
WHOS GONNA CARRY THE LOGS?
THEY DON'T KNOW YOU SON!
- David Goggins
WHOS GONNA CARRY THE LOGS?
THEY DON'T KNOW YOU SON!
- David Goggins