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Justiz in Nurnberg (Flashback)
January 19th, 1942: 5 days after nearly suffering a stroke out on the Eastern Front, Field Marshal Walther von Reichenau was ordered to report to the Wolf's Lair in East Prussia. von Reichenau had commanded the Sixth Army throughout the entire war, smashing through Belgium to France. He had also led the Sixth Army to make massive gains in Ukraine during Operation Barbarossa. However, unlike most generals, von Reichenau was an devoted member of the Nazi Party. All these factors led him to be very favorable in the eyes of Hitler. In fact, 9 days before he nearly died, he was entrusted to head the entire Army Group South, whilst General Friedrich von Paulus took control of the Sixth Army. But now, he felt nervous as he was being driven to Hitler's HQ. He feared that his health crisis could sway Hitler into retiring him for good. After being searched by the SS security, von Reichenau walked throughout the Wolf's Lair to where a conference was being held. Among those present was Colonel Gen
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Justiz in Nurnberg (Alternate History), part 3
As the sun began to dim on Austria, a small SS staff car drove towards Obersalzberg with an vital mission. Two SS-Sturmbannfuhrer officers were assigned by SS-Obergruppenfuhrer Heinrich Mueller to take a particular condemned man to be shot by who used to be called Hitler's second-in-command. Wilhelm Canaris was involved against the Nazi regime ever since the Anschluss of Austria. His co-conspirator, Hans Oster (famous for the Oster Conspiracy), was personally shot by SS-Oberstgruppenfuhrer Reinhard Heydrich shortly after the latest attempt on Hitler's life. Canaris himself had been 'spared' by the Blonde Beast for several months until recently. The former Abwehr chief and Heydrich had a complicated rivalry that lasted nearly as long as the Reich itself. Heydrich had Canaris sent to the Flossenburg concentration camp for slave labor for several months. The experience scarred the old German for life. In early April, Heydrich knew that Flossenburg would eventually be liberated, so he orde
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Tropicop Exposed, Return of Dorsato: Part 4
As the car drove down to the road that led to Honey Hive Palace, the hornets' minds overflowed with anxiety. After several moments of contemplating, Tropicop eventually came to a solution. Even if he didn't like it at all.
"Alright boys, listen up", Tropicop anxiously spoke, "you all have to get the train tickets at the Odonato railway station for us to safely get to our beloved kingdom. I have to grab... 'essentials' from that palace. And I will then arrive at the station to get on the train for our freedom. But now, I... need you all to throw me out of the car when I say so. I'll meet you all when I have gotten everything. I-I'll pray that I make it out alive". As the car drove near Honey Hive Palace's backyard, Tropicop's entourage hastily grabbed their leader and threw him onto the grass. The pathetic hornet watched the car drive off in the distance, with a dangerous amount of dread in his stomach. As Tropicop's mind was racing, Charmy broke out of his disheartening depression to g
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Justiz in Nurnberg (Alternate History), part 2
"All rise!", the bailiff of the Nazi's "People's Court" announced to the courtroom. This was the tribunal established by Adolf Hitler to cement the Reich's beliefs deep in Germany's judicial system. Unfortunately, the defendants usually had no chance of getting anything but guilty, especially under the jurisdiction of "Judge-President" Roland Freisler, who narrowly survived a Allied bombing attack on the courtroom 2 months prior. For months, several German officials have been sentenced to death for their involvement in the infamous assassination attempt against Hitler in July 20th, 1944. Erwin Rommel and Wilhelm Canaris barely escaped this fate through the intervention of SS-Oberstgruppenfuhrer Reinhard Heydrich, for reasons that would not be revealed until after the war. Speaking of the "Blonde Beast", he was in attendance of this trial along with several high-ranking SS officers, such as Karl Wolff and Heinrich Himmler himself. But unlike most trials relating to Stauffenberg's coup a
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Tropicop Exposed, Return of Dorsato: Part 3
While certain chaos was happening elsewhere in Honey Hive Colony, the main palace itself was rather blissful. Most of the main hornets have been already arrested and kept under high security in the dungeons. Despite popular opinion (and her own torture from a few of them), Queen Bea did not find it in her heart to execute any of them, nor put them on trial. Instead, the hornets were given indefinite prison sentences, and each one's time in custody would be based upon their individual crimes. She understood that hornets and bees were never exactly affectionate in terms of relations, but what Vespa's troops did to her hive was beyond anything that she could have possibly imagined. As a matter of fact, the yellow hornets in general acted in a manner that ultimately disturbing for her. But now was not the time to concern with those thoughts. She had to take care of her kingdom while stabilizing herself at the same time, since she had been through so much trauma. Today, Bea and Mellifer had
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Tropicop Exposed, Return of Dorsato: Part 2
While Dorsato was highly dissatisfied with what happened to Honey Hive, another insect felt the exact opposite. In fact, he felt more satisfied with his career than ever before. Other than Honey Hive Palace, there were two other mansions that belonged to particular hornets during their oppression against the bees. One of them belonged to the notorious bureaucrat Luctua, who presided over the physical slave labor and personal rape of their queen. But the other mansion was more isolated from the regular towns of Honey Hive. It contained several hornet soldiers told to defend it at all costs. No one in or around the mansion heard what happened to the rest of Honey Hive. But the mansion itself was genuinely bizarre. Its decor was so tasteless that Vespa would be disgusted, yet it contained tons of priceless portraits and antiques. Some were from the owner himself, while others were either stolen from Honey Hive's museums or were Queen Bea's own belongings. Alone, sitting in the dining room
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Justiz in Nurnberg (Alternate History), part 1
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(crucial scenes from World War II and the Third Reich are screened as the quotes are read audibly as a voiceover over the scenes)
"While National Socialism brought about a new version and formulation of European culture, Bolshevism is the declaration of war by Jewish-led international subhumans against culture itself. It is not only anti-bourgeois, it is anti-cultural. It means, in the final consequence, the absolute destruction of all economic, social, state, cultural, and civilizing advances made by western civilization for the benefit of a rootless and nomadic international clique of conspirators, who have found their representation in Jewry".
-Joseph Goebbels
"If the Jew ever got a chance to take revenge on us, what do you think would happen to your wives and daughters, to your brides? How this diabolical hatred would wreak vengeance upon the German people? No! Those who refuse to fight will die in other ways".
-Hermann Goering
"One basic principle must be the absolute rule f
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Tropicop Exposed, Return of Dorsato: Part 1
2 weeks have passed since Honey Hive was liberated with the assistance of Team Chaotix. Vector and Espio have already left by now and Charmy was due to return to them in a week. Him and Bea were making the best of their time, though. Everything seemed to be at ease. Vespa and her subordinates were imprisoned and Honey Hive was starting to repair itself. Peace seemed to at a momentum. But, unbeknownst to many of them, this day would end up absolutely bizarre, in more ways than one.
On the outer border of Honey Hive were a series of mountains. The biggest of them was Mount Coleo, named after a famous beetle explorer. They weren't the tallest of mountains on Mobius but they did emit a splendorous shine on Honey Hive every day because of their unique location to where the sun rises. However, there is another reason why the mountains hold much purpose. For 8 years, it has held a special estate, one made specifically to house a disgraced royal. It seemed to be a comfortable little hut, but t
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My Top 10 Fan-Characters
The past is the past. I can do nothing to change that. But I'd like to commemorate to the past and pave for the future. And what better way to do that than to make a top ten on my favorite fan-characters. I will give deep descriptions and explain their specific spot on the list. Before I get to the main 10, here are some honorable mentions:
Velutin: Former Leader of "Communism for Giant Hornets". He had inspired many giant hornets to overthrow the rotten king Basal and establish communism. Unfortunately, he died shortly after the revolution succeeded and Mandarin took power just like that. He's the lowest here because I'm honestly not too invested in him. I made him honestly to keep the story moving and nothing else. Maybe he can be used as a spirit later, but thats about it.
Moscar: The supreme Giant Hornet General and Mandarin's most loyal follower. He is based off of Megatron from WFC and FOC. He expresses a special level of sadism when he fights opponents, especially those who look
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Hornets v.s. Bees: the Prologue Part 5
The following is a story in the Sonic fanbase. I have already written a prologue to "Honey Hive Heist" before but I believe its time to bring into story-mode. I'm splitting into multiple parts because its likely to take longer than one time. This work is also dedicated to Toni-the-Mink herself for her contributions to the fanbase. I'm also likely to do future stories later on and maybe create some art (but thats only a maybe). That being said, sit back and read this:
All official Sonic characters (c) SEGA
Bea, Vespa, and Poyse (c) Toni-the-Mink
Everyone else (c) Jerichards2
6 years before present time:
Similiojo is now feeling more pressured than ever before. Last year, Mandarin himself guaranteed the independence of Honey Hive, which meant that the Giant Hornets would aid Honey Hive in ANY conflict. As ambitious as he is, Similiojo knows that a war against the communists (much less both them AND the bees) was suicidal. He assigned Bicolitz to give him constant reports on the stability
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Hornets v.s. Bees: the Prologue Part 4
The following is a story in the Sonic fanbase. I have already written a prologue to "Honey Hive Heist" before but I believe its time to bring into story-mode. I'm splitting into multiple parts because its likely to take longer than one time. This work is also dedicated to Toni-the-Mink herself for her contributions to the fanbase. I'm also likely to do future stories later on and maybe create some art (but thats only a maybe). That being said, sit back and read this:
All official Sonic characters (c) SEGA
Bea, Vespa, and Poyse (c) Toni-the-Mink
Everyone else (c) Jerichards2
8 years before present time:
Surprisingly, the citizens of Honey hive are rather calm. While the consequences were severe by the treaty, at least the war was over and they had a new monarch. To fix the broken economy, many ministers took their excess wealth and converted it to the national treasury. And now, Mellifer could teach her further with little interruption. Dissent in the hive decreased overtime and many gr
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Hornets v.s. Bees: the Prologue Part 3
The following is a story in the Sonic fanbase. I have already written a prologue to "Honey Hive Heist" before but I believe its time to bring into story-mode. I'm splitting into multiple parts because its likely to take longer than one time. This work is also dedicated to Toni-the-Mink herself for her contributions to the fanbase. I'm also likely to do future stories later on and maybe create some art (but thats only a maybe). That being said, sit back and read this:
All official Sonic characters (c) SEGA
Bea, Vespa, and Poyse (c) Toni-the-Mink
Everyone else (c) Jerichards2
8 years before present time:
After several years, the Socialist Union of Giant Hornets has grown to be of a formidable force on Mobius than anyone ever speculated. Its military has grown more advanced due to the mass industrialization set by the government. Its soldiers are so strong that neither of other two could stand a chance of successfully invading the communist nation. Mandarin in particular has already gaine
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Hornets v.s. Bees: the Prologue Part 2
The following is a story in the Sonic fanbase. I have already written a prologue to "Honey Hive Heist" before but I believe its time to bring into story-mode. I'm splitting into multiple parts because its likely to take longer than one time. This work is also dedicated to Toni-the-Mink herself for her contributions to the fanbase. But this mainly for me. Please credit for the characters below Enjoy:
All official Sonic characters (c) SEGA
Bea, Vespa, and Poyse (c) Toni-the-Mink
Everyone else (c) Jerichards2
26 years before present time:
4 years have passed now. Basal's vengeance on the Yellow Hornets had limited success. They eventually reached on an agreement. The Yellow Hornets would still give supplies to the Giant Hornets but at a far smaller scale. This would be a huge factor in Basal's later downfall. He had not secured the revenge he wanted, and now demands for food among his people would be far harder. But still, things were not ready boil over yet. There was still time. Amongst
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Hornets v.s. Bees: the Prologue Part 1
The following is a story in the Sonic fanbase. I have already written a prologue to "Honey Hive Heist" before but I believe its time to bring into story-mode. I'm splitting into multiple parts because its likely to take longer than one time. This work is also dedicated to Toni-the-Mink herself for her contributions to the fanbase. But this mainly my work here, with some of her ideas. Please be sure to credit her. Enjoy:
All official Sonic characters (c) SEGA
Bea, Vespa, and Poyse (c) Toni-the-Mink
Everyone else (c) Jerichards2
Insects generally are a race that is underrated amongst the viewpoints of most people when thinking about Mobian life. However, there are plenty of fascinating aspects that set them apart from other races, particularly their history. We have the flies and their own going civil war over control, and we also see the economical growth of the paper wasps. But perhaps the most peculiar example of them of all is the conflict between hornets and the bees. Two races of i
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Driving Insanity: Kremlin, Lovebird, and Damsel
The following is a submission to "Sonic and Vehicles" Contest by "Toni the Mink".
Note: This is now under ArtisticCritic19, originally Jerichards2
Sonic, Vector, Espio, & Charmy are (C) SEGA, Sonic Team
King Dedede & Escargoon are (C) Nintendo, HAL Labs
Queen Bea (C) Toni-the-Mink: toni-the-mink.deviantart.com/
Dorsato (C) ArtisticCritic19
Killer Bean (C) Jeff Lew
Please support the official releases. Anyways, enjoy!
"This is pointless!", Vector growled, slamming his head on the steering wheel.
He was very frustrated. It was just an average day in the Chaotix Office and HE was asked to do a favor. Queen Bea, the monarch of Honey Hive and Charmy's mother, had called the Chaotix headquarters for a special purpose. She had to go to a wildlife area and convince the people there to turn into into a national park. This is her first time she ever did something like this and she doesn't know to drive. Her father, Dorsato, had established many wildlife parks when he was ruler. But he was restri
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In the end, Chopper ended up outlasting Similiojo. Although it's still undetermined who Chopper will be up against next, Similiojo will be missed
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Sonic Fancharacter Tournament Announcement

So I've decided on making it all one tournament. Yes it'll take a little bit longer to finish, however it's a lot easier for me to keep track of. You also may notice that I've mixed the characters up fromtheir original order. To mix the two tournaments, I used a random order generator so tournament 1 wasn't competing on one side while tournament two was competing on the other. 
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Round 1
1. Amalia "Apple" Smith - TheDistantStarlight Tard and the box of fail 


Amalia is a young fox who lost her older brother to a shooting accident while saving her.
Born and raised on a farm, Amalia got her nickname Apple when her mother founded her in a basket of apples. 
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Contest MY OC WITH YOUR OC! CLOSED!!!
Update: :star:CONTEST CLOSED!!!:star:
Hello everyone!! :D If you're interested in some points :points:, then I have officially opened my own contest.
The theme for this contest is: Emilee with your Sonic Oc
Begins September 8 - Ends JANUARY 31
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1. You have to use a sonic oc (your sonic oc)
2. You are allowed to have TWO entry's
3. It must full colored
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5. Must be submitted on DA, NOT on any other websites
6. It can be male or female
7. It be both traditional and digital (comics and animation)
8. No making Emilee a BG character (background character)
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[Star!] 1st place - 8,000 points / fully colored body drawing by Arenbou
[Star!] 2nd place - 4,000 points / cell shaded chibi drawing by Arenbou
[Star!] 3rd place - 1,000 points /sticker drawing by Arenbou
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Historical Request Contest CLOSED
I seem to have hit a period where I have unusually little to do. No family emergencies... no school... no job... The sky isn't falling on my head at the moment. Operating on the assumption that this will remain true for a while, I'd like to do something rather unusual: propose a request contest. Normally, I only get creative of my own accord, and dislike the pressure of requests and commissions. It just completely kills my motivation. So, I don't tend to do requests or commissions. I just do whatever I want when I want. Today, though, I have an idea. I will create this contest to give one deviantart user the rare opportunity to ask me for a request! Here are the rules:
1. This contest will be open for the month of September 2016. You are not allowed to enter on October 1st or later. (I go by Eastern Standard Time in the United States of America, if that helps any.)
2. You enter simply by leaving a comment on this journal!
3. Your mission is to come up with a really cool, bizarre histor
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My Core Membership is officially on its deathbed. I'm glad I made the most of it in my interest. Since I don't use or gain any money from this site (I post my work for free), I will not be renewing my Core Membership.
Nappa: Hey, Vegeta?

Vegeta: What?

Nappa: I like movies and fanfics, Vegeta. 

Vegeta: I know, Nappa.

Nappa: Well, did you know that the two can be mixed together? :icontoni-the-mink: is thinking about making a project of animating fanfics. She calls it: "Sonic Fanfiction Theatre"!

Vegeta: That's the stupidest idea I've ever heard! There's no way it'll take off!

Nappa: Wait and see, Vegeta. The end result may surprise you.

Vegeta: Oh, shut up Nappa!
Nappa: Vegeta, this user just changed his avatar and username in honor of you!

Vegeta: Well, it is to be expected. I am such a magnificent figure! It's nice to see a good change in the decor.
Mar 5, 2017
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Really intrigued in Toni's latest fanfic "Homecoming" on Fanfiction.net, which explores the origins of Espio. It's DEEP, which pretty much sums it up so far. I'll provide a link to it for you guys to check it out and give her well-deserved support. I am surely expecting great things and I'm currently in the process of my own work. 

Peace out!

Link: www.fanfiction.net/s/12358557/…
Disclaimer: Challenge made by :iconfirerebelheart:, heard it from :iconregnoart:. But I'm going to add my own unique taste to it.

Vegeta and Nappa (c) Akira Toriyama

Similiojo (c) me

Vegeta: Okay, thank you for sitting with me today. I'm getting paid to do this interview, so let's make this quick. You're ready?

Similiojo: As much as I can afford.

Vegeta: Okay, first question: what.... gender are you?! I'm so sorry, these questions were given to me! Fucking stupid!

Similiojo: Male, for the weak minds that wonder. I thought my gender was obvious.

Vegeta: It is. Next question:..... do you WANT A HUG?! NAPPA, WHO MADE THESE QUESTIONS?!

Nappa: It's part of the challenge, Vegeta! I didn't write these!

Similiojo: You can hug me.... if you have a death wish.

Vegeta: I am VERY content with that answer. Now, here's a better question: What are your bad habits?

Similiojo: Well, I do tend to sleep very late at night, because I'm very invested in my plans/paperwork. I am fond of displaying my accomplishments boldly in my private study. I wear nothing but glasses and my bathrobe when I'm in my chambers. And perhaps I should be eating a little more.

Vegeta: Alright, interesting results. Now, what is your favorite food?

Similiojo: Rice, especially in the way Yellow Hornets make it. Oh, I am genuinely thrilled at the thought of having some later tonight.

Vegeta: Fair enough. What is your favorite flavor of ice cream?

Similiojo: The elite of our empire prefers gelato. As for my flavor preference, it will have to be dark chocolate.

Vegeta: Classy snob. Oh, I like this question: do you ever kill anyone?

Similiojo: Me physically kill someone? No. I personally like to keep blood off my hands. Nor I am exactly the strongest hornet out there. And between you and me...., I can't really stomach murder. 

Vegeta: Oh, that's gotta be embarrassing!

Similiojo: Yes. However, I am responsible for thousands of deaths, at least. I have no qualms of HAVING someone killed. I just can't do the killing myself, that's all. My soldiers do the bloody work, no pun intended.

Vegeta: Oh, like that's so shocking. I've killed MILLIONS with my bare hands!

Similiojo: That's just excessive.

Vegeta: Tell that to Frieza. Anyway, are there people you despise?

Similiojo: I primarily look down on other races due to superiority, not out of personal hatred. But, I do loathe bees to an immense level. Whilst the Yellow Hornets were under the control of barbarians, they got to prosper and have so many luxuries! The bee that I hated the most was Beatrice, because she wouldn't accept Hornet supremacy. However, Honey Hive Colony is under Vespa's occupation and Beatrice is dead. I even have her wings and stinger as proof. The wings are on display in my study and the stinger is my favorite fountain pen.

Vegeta: ......WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! You know what, let's just move on! Do you have any secrets, other than the one you just shared?!

Similiojo: Well, King Crabro doesn't know that Honey Hive is being occupied by his daughter. I was responsible for annexing some land from Honey Hive to our kingdom, I had the entire royal family of the bees executed, and I plan on expanding the empire much further. But my biggest secret of all is that, by having Bicolitz botch their soil with parasitic chemicals, I am responsible for the grand famine that the Giant Hornets are undergoing. Not only did it prevent the Giant Hornets from interfering in Vespa's invasion, but I put a well-deserved blow to Mandarin's pride!

Vegeta: That's.... quite strategic. Anyway, what's your favorite season?

Similiojo: Autumn. I likely the bright colors that are plastered outside from the leaves. It makes me very comfortable in my study. And the Yellow Hornets are at their most festive in Fall.

Vegeta: Fine. Who are your best friends? I doubt you have any.

Similiojo: I don't have friends, per say-

Vegeta: I KNEW IT!

Similiojo: But I do have important comrades that I appreciate. Bicolitz is quite unique with his espionage, and he's very loyal. Luctua will make sure that Vespa stays in line and we certainly keep in touch. And I have tremendous respect for my king, Crabro. And he puts his trust upon me. 

Vegeta: Still pathetic. Anyway, what are your hobbies?

Similiojo: I like to write memoirs on my perspective and about my life. I sometimes will have portraits of me painted for my liking. I'll either play golf or bowling whenever I feel like doing sports, especially if King Crabro is involved. He is a ailing old hornet, but he still has fight left in him.

Vegeta: Passable. What's your favorite drink?

Similiojo: Sprite in a fancy glass. Guilty pleasure, but I like the flavor.

Vegeta: Birthday?

Similiojo: September 29th.

Vegeta: Age of.... death? Fuck, another stupid question! You know what, we'll just skip that one! Now, are you.... nice or mean?! FUCK! By what you told me, I already know you're evil! 

Similiojo: Well, not exactly. I seek glory for the Yellow Hornets to dominate Mobius. I don't care about the lives of our enemies along the way, but my actions have a purpose.

Vegeta: YET YOU HANG WINGS ON YOUR WA-let's move on! What do you think of ArtisticCritic19?

Similiojo: Desperate nobody! He writes content as he wants to make himself a legacy, but he's not gonna get far.

Vegeta: I definitely hear you. Okay, what weaknesses do you have? This should be fun.

Similiojo: I'm rather mediocre when it comes to physical strength. I've relied on glasses since I was a child. And I can't stand someone being butchered in front of me.

Vegeta: Aw, that's sad. Can you stay in underwater?

Similiojo: No. Tell me one hornet that CAN do that!

Vegeta: Valid point. What is your daily life like?

Similiojo: I'm either in my study, in my office, or having a conference with either a royal or an other official. Usually, I'll also go on visits to soldiers during conquests, Honey Hive under occupation or just paying a visit to Bicolitz.

Vegeta: Monotonous. You have a crush?

Similiojo: Not in the context you'd expect. I have a special mistress under my wing and she intrigues me to a tee. And I can tell she is fascinated with me as well. At times, we'll even sleep in the same bed and have.... you know.

Vegeta: Don't try me! Do you like meatballs and do you enjoy Chef Boyardee's? I feel so fucking stupid for saying that!

Similiojo: Negative on BOTH ends. Meatballs are dry and Mario should diss the apron!

Vegeta: Damn, that's offensive! But I don't mind it at all! Where did you grow up?

Similiojo: In a cottage in the outskirts of the most cultural village. I was an only child, my mother was a nurse and my father was a blacksmith.

Vegeta: Oh, now I have a GOOD question! What do you FEAR?!

Similiojo: Communism and Giant Hornets, especially Mandarin. Honestly, I feel proud that I caused that famine. In due time, our forces will destroy that weakened regime and the Giant Hornets will never be an issue again!

Vegeta: How underwhelming. Favorite color?

Similiojo: Lime.

Vegeta: You're the Grand Vizier of the Yellow Hornet Empire?

Similiojo: Obviously!

Vegeta: Well, that's all the questions I will ask. Every other question on here is fucking terrible and I hate your guts!

Similiojo: Fine with me. I might as well spare myself of getting fleas!

Vegeta: NAPPA! (Nappa angrily chases after a frightened Similiojo) You better fly! Now, on the behalf of ArtisticCritic19, I'd like to tag :iconsilvaze126:, :iconcharmythecutebee:, :iconchaospadilin305: and :icontoni-the-mink:. Whether or not they accept the challenge, I could not care less. I'm done and I want my money!
Vegeta: Well, I see that Dragon Ball Super is becoming something fascinating.

Hitler: That is to be expected, since Japan is such a influential and formidable military power force.

Vegeta: It's not an empire anymore, genius.

Nappa: But its anime is more than fascinating!

Vegeta and Hitler: SHUT UP, NAPPA!
January 19th, 1942: 5 days after nearly suffering a stroke out on the Eastern Front, Field Marshal Walther von Reichenau was ordered to report to the Wolf's Lair in East Prussia. von Reichenau had commanded the Sixth Army throughout the entire war, smashing through Belgium to France. He had also led the Sixth Army to make massive gains in Ukraine during Operation Barbarossa. However, unlike most generals, von Reichenau was an devoted member of the Nazi Party. All these factors led him to be very favorable in the eyes of Hitler. In fact, 9 days before he nearly died, he was entrusted to head the entire Army Group South, whilst General Friedrich von Paulus took control of the Sixth Army. But now, he felt nervous as he was being driven to Hitler's HQ. He feared that his health crisis could sway Hitler into retiring him for good. After being searched by the SS security, von Reichenau walked throughout the Wolf's Lair to where a conference was being held. Among those present was Colonel General Franz Halder (Hitler's Chief of Staff), Colonel General Alfred Jodl (Chief of Operations of the OKW), Field Marshal Wilhelm Keitel (Chief of the OKW), and the Fuhrer himself. von Reichenau immediately saluted Hitler as he rushed in.

"I must say you had me worried, von Reichenau", Hitler softly spoke, "The success of the Wehrmacht relies on an effective command structure. While I am completely capable of commanding this war on my own, I'll admit that it is preferable if I have strong-willed generals in control of vital portions. And I can't just have skilled officers dropping like flies because they don't look after themselves".

"It is probably the best for his health if von Reichenau retired, my Fuhrer", Halder expressed, "There are plenty of other officers who could fill his place. Guderian, for example, has proved himself in the past".

"I DO NOT WANT VON REICHENAU REPLACED!", Hitler projected, "He has done me wonders both during Case Yellow and Barbarossa. He is perhaps the only commander that both is skilled at following my directives and is fully committed to the destruction of Judeo-Bolshevism! I could barely ask for someone better to command Army Group South".

"Exactly, my Fuhrer", Keitel agreed, "He's truly been an essential part in making our advance in Ukraine. In due time, von Reichenau may even capture the entire Caucasus region and the city of Stalingrad by December!"

"Well, Walther, you certainly possess the skill to do great things for us in the south", Jodl evaluated, "But the Fuhrer is concerned that you may be overworking yourself by constantly being in the field without much rest. You can still do what you have been doing well, but just add some personal restraint, for your own health".

"My Fuhrer", von Reichenau finally stated, "I do promise that I will not overexert myself. But I will still suppress the undesirables from the land we conquer and I'll personally see to it that we capture the cities of Rostov, Stalingrad and Baku with striking efficiency. The Reich will have its deserved Lebensraum and you will be honored eternally for your triumphs, my Fuhrer". Hitler smiled deeply at the Field Marshal's audacious promises.

"Excellent response, von Reichenau", Hitler responded, "At the moment, I have no offensive planned in the East. Tomorrow, Heydrich will outline the directives for the Final Solution of the Jewish Question in a exclusive conference in Wannsee. And I know that you were instrumental in executing the Jewish swine across Ukraine, especially in Babi Yar. Praiseworthy performance, by the way". The officers in the room were caught off-guard by the sudden topic of the intended purge of the Jews in Europe. While they were aware that Jews were outlined to be executed during Barbarossa, they were surprised that there was an extensive operation to annihilate the Jewish race in all of Europe.

"You know what happened in Babi Yar, my Fuhrer?", Jodl asked out of worry.

"Jodl, nothing that happens in the Reich will ever avoid my attention", Hitler simply stated, "Never forget that. Anyways, von Reichenau, I want you to attend this conference and then have an extensive meeting with Heydrich and Himmler on what the future policy should be in the East, regarding the Einsatzgruppen and how to execute the Jews. I'll be even open to add my own input if asked. Before I outline any future operations, you will take a much-needed rest at your estate. After I outline my next offensive operation against the Bolsheviks, you, Heydrich and Himmler will update me personally on the progress of the Final Solution and what is to be done during our continued invasion of Russia. I have utter confidence that you will do me proud".

"Yes, my Fuhrer", von Reichenau exclaimed with a salute. As the sadistic field marshal strode out of the room, Hitler looked at the rest of the officers with a look of brand new confidence.

"Make sure that no soldier retreats from his assigned position", Hitler casually ordered, "Other than that, there's no need for discussion at this time. I bid you all a good night". The German dictator stood up and calmly walked out of the room to where his sleeping quarters presided. Only Keitel, Jodl and Halder remained.

"Keitel", Jodl asked, "Did you know that the Jews were going to be systemically killed?"

"Yes", Keitel meekly admitted, "The Fuhrer outlined to me and several other Nazi members, in a secret meeting back in December, that the Jews needed to be exterminated. I still remember when he proclaimed, back in 1939, that the outbreak of this war would lead to the annihilation of the Jewish race in Europe. Such is hard to contemplate, but it is apparently necessary".

"Is it?", Halder rebutted, "Or it is because of the Fuhrer's crazed racial beliefs. We doomed ourselves to this fate ever since we let him become Chancellor. The only thing we can do is fight against the odds and win the war. Because if we don't, I can predict an epidemic of suicide and shame across the remains of the Reich, and we may might as well end ourselves if the war is truly lost. Germany will never be allowed to let down this travesty if we lose this war. Unfortunately, we probably lost all chances at victory when the Fuhrer declared war on America". The three men stood in silence for several minutes. Hitler was taking Germany down a route of extraordinary infamy, and yet he was the reason why they were so successful. For the first time in their respective careers, they questioned their own morality, as they were fighting for a country that was morally bankrupt.

....
August 30th, 1942: Adolf Hitler has outlined the plans for the Wehrmacht's new offensive in the East: Case Blue. Hitler entrusted von Reichenau to be directly in charge of the operation, but not just of the fighting. At last, Hitler decided to go on an important outing with Reichsfuhrer-SS Heinrich Himmler, SS-Oberstgruppenfuhrer Reinhard Heydrich and von Reichenau. The place where they chose to have their outing was previously the site of one of the most barbaric acts ever committed by the Nazis (and in which von Reichenau directly participated in): Babi Yar.

"Well, I comprehend that we all agree that the Jewish Question must be solved efficiently", Hitler explained, "To waste ammunition needed for Case Blue would be a tragic misuse of our war potential. So for now on, any execution of any undesirable, that is not a Bolshevik soldier, by the usage of firearms must be minimal and never exasperated. Since I am firm that gas is never to be applied in any war front, even against sub-humans like the Russians, it's perfectly logical to utilize poison gas. And thanks to Heydrich's meticulous oversight, the Jews will be killed in mass quantities and in record-breaking time. All Jews must be exterminated immediately, while the Slavs can provide the labor in camps or under Sauckel's supervision. Then, after the Jewish plague is eradicated, then you can use the gas on those filthy Slavs! But keep a fraction of them alive for permanent slave labor, because we'll need them after the war. But, in the case that we lose this war, every single undesirable under our custody must be killed! So, von Reichenau, any more Jews that are not in uniform must be transported to camps in Poland. Heydrich, you will do the same in France and make sure the camps are working in the manner you prescribed in Wannsee. Himmler, you will oversee both operations and give regular reports to me personally. I promised that if the Jews started another war, they would face their ultimate destruction. And I have never been wrong on these prophecies before, nor will I be wrong here". The three other men silently took mental note on what the genocidal dictator had prescribed. Even though there were few written documents relating to such evidence, Adolf Hitler was fully committed to the Holocaust and made sure that his cronies carried it out.

.....
September 14th, 1942:

"How many times do I have to repeat my ultimate position?!", Hitler screeched, "No one is to withdraw from the Eastern front, under any single circumstance! von Paulus will remain or die where he and the Sixth army stands". Midway through Case Blue and the Sixth Army has managed to capture part of Stalingrad, but the soldiers were too battered to advance further. Halder pleads to let von Paulus withdraw from the city in order to recover, but Hitler is adamant on his directives. von Reichenau knew that holding onto Stalingrad would be a strategic hinderance to further advancements in the Caucasus. And he knew that grabbing the city of Baku would be a vital advantage for the Wehrmacht. But it was a dangerous gamble and he needed it to word it in a way that Hitler wouldn't suspect that it was a withdrawal.

"My plan actually makes strong advancements, my Fuhrer", von Reichenau spoke confidently, "The Sixth Army could 'transition' from Stalingrad and strive for the city of Baku. Valuable Russian oil will be ours and it will cripple the Soviet war machine. Then, we'll 'transition' back up north and provide an excellent advancement. Stalingrad will be fully captured by the time December rolls forth". Hitler began to silently contemplate von Reichenau's tactics, whether or not it would pull off, and whether if his stressed mind discovered von Reichenau's deceit. But Halder found the plan illogical.

"We cannot transition the Sixth Army down south all of a sudden", Halder objected, "They are still exhausted from the tiring capture of Stalingrad and their forces are meant to defend against any offensives from the north! Their 'transition' would lead to the Russians recapturing Stalingrad and surrounding many precious soldiers in the Caucasus region! Our entire progress in Case Blue would have been for nothing if the plan was altered like this on a whim! A SIMPLE withdrawal and recovery of the Sixth Army would be far more beneficial than this convoluted scheme. The Baku oil fields are no longer in our sigh-"

"Baku WILL be seized by the Wehrmacht and the precious oil WILL be used to our advantage!", Hitler bellowed, "Germans will NEVER retreat from any war footing like what the incompetent Kaiser allowed our troops to do in the first World War, which is one of the most CENTRAL reasons why we LOST! von Reichenau is commander of Army Group South for a reason. Even I am impressed of such logical thinking. Therefore, his plan will be put into effect". Surprisingly, Jodl then spoke up in opposition.

"But, my Fuhrer, the Luftwaffe can not logically reach Baku", Jodl protested, "We'll need them to help repel any Soviet planes and provide supplies in case the supply line is cut off. And I doubt that the Reichsmarschall would really care on the Eastern front at all". At this, Goering was both offended at the vicious insult from a 'subordinate' officer and was frightened on how the Fuhrer would react if he couldn't meet his expectations. Goering already failed the Fuhrer at the Battle of Britain, and he couldn't afford to lose any further favor with Hitler.

"Utter nonsense", Goering scoffed, "The Luftwaffe is prepped for any task required in the Eastern front. Our victory against the Bolsheviks is necessary and I will give the Sixth army essential aid in their advance for Baku". Hitler and von Reichenau seemed pleased by this proclamation, but Jodl and Halder were not convinced.

"Reichsmarschall", Jodl retorted, "You made a promise that if even one enemy bomber reached the Ruhr and beyond, every German can call you 'Hermann Meyer'". Both Halder and Jodl snickered at this remark while Goering went red in the face. Keitel was upset at the commotion and banged his fist on the table to get everyone's attention.

"Now is not the time for jokes, Jodl", Keitel reprimanded, "The Reichsmarschall is perfectly capable of sending the Sixth army vital supplies. And von Reichenau's offensive strategy will work. Both of you, have faith in the Fuhrer's decision-making!" Even though Keitel barely believed much of what he just expressed, he believed that it was enough to appease Hitler. The German dictator smiled confidently and patted Keitel on the shoulder.

"Tell von Paulus to lead the Sixth Army towards Baku", Hitler calmly ordered, "The war will be won through this 'wild card' of a strategy. Oh, Halder and Jodl, as soon as von Paulus has successfully completed his task, you will both be dismissed from your posts immediately. Afterwards, von Paulus will take the role as the new Chief of Operations of the OKW and Zeitzler will my new Chief of Staff. That is all." Hitler then left the conference room with Goering and von Reichenau behind him. Before Keitel moved with them, he plainly looked at Halder and Jodl and stated: "You two should have been more obedient. Running your mouths won't get you anywhere".

"Of course, Lakeitel", Halder bitterly responded. Soon, only Jodl and Halder were left the room, sorrowfully contemplating on what the future of the Eastern front would turn out due to this change. Unbeknownst to them, the results would be much more chaotic then they could have anticipated.

.....
September 29th, 1942: As ordered, the Sixth army transferred from Stalingrad to occupy the city of Baku. At first, the efforts seemed to pay off. The initial Caucasus troops were ordered to cease going through the mountains and instead aim straight for Baku. But von Reichenau made a severe miscalculation on how many troops were required to take Baku, a mistake that would turn fatal. Due to the desperate turn of events, Stalin ordered all troops to move through the Caucasus and abandon Baku, with the exception of one specialized brigade. When German troops finally reached the oil-rich city of Baku, the brigade set fire to the oil fields. The brigade soldiers died instantly, but succeeded in fatally damaging Baku's oil fields to hinder the Wehrmacht's usage of it. Even worse, the majority of the German troops were caught in the massive flames. Much of Army Group A and the Sixth army died within hours, including General von Paulus. For the next phase of the operation, Stalin ordered the Soviet troops to ambush through both the Volga and the Caucasus, creating dire trouble for the German troops guarding north of the Caucasus and south of the Volga. The reaction in Berlin was nothing short of extreme, as Halder read the results of the campaign to Hitler.

"And the Russians are now officially going on the offensive", Halder finished, "Our troops are no condition to continue fighting. The oil fields have been destroyed and it's inconceivable that we can hold a decent defense with the massive losses taken into account. The remaining soldiers must WITHDRAW in we want ANY possibility of winning the war in the East! They have run out of equipment, they have no supplies to feed themselves and Goering hasn't able to aid them at all!" Hitler's eye was twitching and his face was more red than it has ever been in a while. He might have respected von Reichenau, but that probably made his anger more venomous. Eventually, he calmed down and looked at von Reichenau as plainly as possible.

"These results are a massive failure on your end, von Reichenau", Hitler gloomily expressed, "Much of our situation is because of your decisions. I no longer have confidence that you can pull off a successful campaign against the Bolsheviks. I ask for your resignation and that you retire for the best of your health". von Reichenau genuinely was heartbroken that he disappointed the Fuhrer so much, and that his career ended with such indignity. He gave a firm salute and then he left the Wolf's Lair for his retirement. Hitler would still keep good contact with him, but no longer would von Reichenau play an important part in the war.

"As I stated time and time again, we will never withdraw under any circumstance", Hitler maintained, "But clearly, I need new leadership in order to keep Army Group South in order. Himmler, you're not awfully busy, are you? You said that you always wanted to be a soldier. I want you to be the new commander of Army Group South!" Everyone else in the room became absolutely shocked by such words. Himmler was generally regarded, by the army, as both a joke and a monster. But while they fumed, Himmler seemed to ecstatic at this news.

"My Fuhrer", Himmler euphorically projected, "I am extremely honored to bestowed with such a task. I will make sure that every soldier under my command holds his ground. I'd rather have them kill themselves than be cowards and flee. I'll see to it that the Einsatzgruppen gives significant aid to our defense. However, we'll need much material if we're going to conduct a successful campaign. Much of the Luftwaffe should be directed where Army Group South stands, so that we can achieve air superiority and regain the advantage. I ask if you can transfer all German troops from North Africa for Case Blue, including Rommel's Panzer divisions and the air units".

"Sure, that will carried out", Hitler quickly agreed, "Keitel, see to it. Rommel is to send all troops in North Africa back to Europe and they will be sent to the Eastern front. Our best Panzers will shred the Russian offensive in the Caucasus and the Volga! Guderian and von Manstein will bleed the Bolshevik war machine and Stalingrad will be occupied! And one more offensive plan to occupy Leningrad and Moscow will win us the war in the East! Then, we'll send several troops to North Africa and destroy the Allied forces there. Then, I will set my undivided attention towards the British Isles! Goering, you will fulfill all of the air units that Himmler needs to maintain our gains in the East!" Much of the officers felt overwhelmed by these directives, but Halder simply lacked the energy to keep going with the madness.

"My Fuhrer", Halder coldly spat, "You can tell Zeitzler to fill my post this afternoon. I will not wait for my dismissal, so I will resign now. I will not take directives from a fanatical chicken farmer or a radical corporal who doesn't know what he's doing. We WILL lose this war and you have forever scarred Germany's reputation and self-respect". With that, Halder left the room with whatever was left of his pride. While everyone else was appalled by Halder's statement, Hitler was generally unfazed by the ordeal. He was glad that there was much less opposition in his staff, now that Halder was gone.

"I will not tolerate ANY defeatist attitude from my men", Hitler simply shrugged, "Jodl, tell Zeitzler to meet me later this afternoon. Now, imagine Halder's reaction when the Russians come begging to us for surrender and we get Lebensraum. And after that happens, Roosevelt and Churchill won't have the guts to keep the war going!" Hitler began to chuckle at the thought of it, and Himmler followed suit. Both men were deeply devoted to the aspect of German victory and that the Reich was destined for greatness in the future. But they were the only ones in the room to think so. Even Goering and Keitel knew the war was genuinely lost and they were only delaying the inevitable, but they dared not say so out loud. The war was only beginning to unravel for the Nazis and it would continue to grow throughout the later stages. And Hitler would soon eat his own words.
Justiz in Nurnberg (Flashback)
Greetings, everyone! I don't exactly have an exact priority on what content I'd post in order. And I've had this concept on my mind for a while. These are the events that happened before the events of "Justiz in Nurnberg". It's purpose is to give a deeper insight into the events that differed from OTL. They will be as historically plausible as possible, while still keeping my creative writing style. That being said, I hope you enjoy reading.
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Goodbye, 2016! You may have been significant to my life, but it doesn't change the fact that you were so merciless in the pain you inflicted. 2017, prove yourself to surpass your predecessor.
Already gave a sincere 'thank you' to Toni in a note. Still as grateful as ever!

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Just admit I exceeded your expectations, Saiyan prince.

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Finally impressive of me, huh?

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I just got a Core Membership from Toni-the-Mink herself! And on Christmas, too! 2016 does certainly have its surprises! Have a blessed Christmas, everybody!
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a blessed night!
As the sun began to dim on Austria, a small SS staff car drove towards Obersalzberg with an vital mission. Two SS-Sturmbannfuhrer officers were assigned by SS-Obergruppenfuhrer Heinrich Mueller to take a particular condemned man to be shot by who used to be called Hitler's second-in-command. Wilhelm Canaris was involved against the Nazi regime ever since the Anschluss of Austria. His co-conspirator, Hans Oster (famous for the Oster Conspiracy), was personally shot by SS-Oberstgruppenfuhrer Reinhard Heydrich shortly after the latest attempt on Hitler's life. Canaris himself had been 'spared' by the Blonde Beast for several months until recently. The former Abwehr chief and Heydrich had a complicated rivalry that lasted nearly as long as the Reich itself. Heydrich had Canaris sent to the Flossenburg concentration camp for slave labor for several months. The experience scarred the old German for life. In early April, Heydrich knew that Flossenburg would eventually be liberated, so he ordered Canaris to be transferred to his personal headquarters. But the rest of Flossenburg's surviving inmates, as well as the commandant himself, were shot by SS soldiers. Then their bodies were thrown into a mass grave, incinerated, buried, and then the whole camp was demolished. The rest of the staff at Flossenburg were told to go home, yet they were traumatized by the massacre, as well as the soldiers who carried it out. Unfortunately, this was the policy in almost all concentration camps that the Nazis held. Heydrich saw no point in letting any survivors live if they were predetermined to die anyways. Although highly reluctant, Himmler, as well as Bormann, ultimately allowed this order to be carried out. Eventually, Heydrich told Hitler the truth of his old rival's involvement against the regime. So it was decided that the former Reichsmarschall, Hermann Goering, would be the one to end the life of Canaris. The erstwhile Luftwaffe chief had to recently leave and destroy his old-time home, Carinhall, due to threat of Allied capture, so he was put under house arrest in his estate in Obersalzberg. Hitler had not forgotten Goering's telegram to "seize power", so the disgraced Nazi and his family were to be surrounded by SS men for the rest of the war. Eventually, the staff car arrived on the estate's roadway, and Canaris was forced out of the vehicle. The two officers then dragged the old man until they reached the front door. They knocked on the door to get the residents' attention.

"Herr Goering", one of the officers shouted, "We have an important guest for you!" They waited for a while until they started to hear footsteps heading for the door. When it opened, Hermann Wilhelm Goering was on the other side of the doorway. In contrast to the SS officer's mood, Goering was quite flamboyant, being dressed in one of his finest Reichsmarschall uniforms.

"Oh, Canaris", Goering jubilantly proclaimed, "What a surprise! I never thought I'd see you here. Please, come in and feel comfortable. Officers, would you kindly release my old comrade? I may have founded the Gestapo but I won't accept such brutality in my presence unless I say so!" With that, Canaris was released by the SS men and shakily stood on his two feet. After a few seconds of waiting, Goering walked towards a hallway and Canaris followed him with anxiety. Although Goering was appropriately dressed, Canaris was almost certain that the fat German had painted fingernails beneath his gloves. And that was one of the most mild rumors spread about the infamous Nazi. But Goering, despite his extreme indulgence in morphine and declining health, still had traces of his grand charisma and dark personality left in him, and Canaris knew it. By the end of the war, both Hitler and Goering were shells of their former selves, with drugs being significant factors in their respective declines. And yet they were still the most powerful men in the crumbling Reich. Eventually, the two men entered into the dining hall, where Goering's wife, Emmy, and their daughter, Edda, were already eating. Also present was Hans Lammers, the former head of the Reich Chancellory. He had persuaded Goering to write the telegram, so Hitler ordered Lammers to be arrested as well.

"Everyone", Goering announced, "Allow me to present our grand chief of the Abwehr, Wilhelm Canaris!" Immediately, the room was filled with applause while Goering and Canaris humbly took their seats at the dining table.

"We have heard so much about you, Herr Canaris", Emmy Goering sweetly stated, "Did the Fuhrer send you, or did you just want to socialize with us? Has Hermann been forgiven for his mistake?"

"I don't know for sure", Canaris responded, "But I no longer hold that position. After investigations by the S.S., the Fuhrer has seen to it that the Abwehr would be molded into the Gestapo. I am in disgrace myself.

"Oh, don't worry about it", Hermann Goering reconciled, "We have both done our honorable services to the Reich while it lasted. At least we had twelve decent years. But the Allies ought to find some use in us. Who else is going to oust the communists out of Europe? All we have to do is let them tear apart the S.S. and our careers can continue. The Fuhrer and I are too important to Germany for us to be completely disposed of. The S.S. is doomed, but I'm in the clear". As Goering was speaking, the two same SS-Sturmbannfuhrer officers entered in hastily. One of them was holding a personal telegram from Hitler to Goering. The other officer was holding a pistol, which was meant for when Goering would kill Canaris. They handed the jubilant fat-man these elements while he was continuing to speak.

"The Soviets can't fight the Reich AND the Western Allies", Goering continued, "Too many Bolsheviks had perished for them to overpower the rest of Europe. Stalin's policies have caused the elimination of 40 million Russians at the very minimum. It would be hypocritical for the Reich to suffer for its "crimes" and the Reds to get off scot-free. Everything's going to be alright". Goering started to read the telegram and then his entire mood changed. It was noticeable in his face expressions and everyone around him could see it. And considering what Goering was reading, who could have blamed him?

Herr Goering,

 I have taken further insight into your telegram and I have concluded that your 'treason' may be dubious. However, your current health prevents you from receiving proper duty at the time being. I do have great news, however. I will heading to the city of Flensburg to officially surrender to the Allied Powers. As Arthur Nebe has been already sentenced, none of the top officials of the Reich will be prosecuted. At least that's what I have been told from a recent telegram from Eisenhower. I have sent a traitor to your estate for you personally shoot. Wilhelm Canaris is to die for treason to the Reich. As soon as you have completed this task, I want you to head to Flensburg as quick as possible. I do need someone as skilled as you to argue for as few territorial changes as possible. I will waiting for you, my grand Reichsmarschall!

Sincerely,

Your Beloved Fuhrer,

Adolf Hitler

Hitler deliberately lied, but the telegram had done its purpose. Goering had a neutral face when reading the telegram and when he was finally finished, he stood up and looked at everyone at the table.

"Are you okay, Hermann?", Goering's wife asked out of of concern.

"I'm alright, Emmy", Goering expressed, "Would you mind if Canaris and I talk alone outside for a few minutes? If you hear any gunshots outside, it's just an SS recruit practicing his aim". Canaris gloomily followed Goering out into the yard, where the two men were stationed at opposite positions on the grass beneath them. Goering's hand was on the pistol in his pocket.

"You are probably aware that you are done for", Goering coldly spoke, "Comrade or not, traitors to the Reich must be eliminated. And the Fuhrer will forgive me for my past errors if I go through with this. Therefore, you must be purged!" Goering was determined to get back his honor, as he lifted his pistol at the old German. But Canaris was equipped to say otherwise.

"Goering, why are you doing this?", Canaris sympathized, "I thought you never wanted this war. Why would you kill me this late?"

"You don't understand", Goering projected, "I've been out of the Fuhrer's favor for far too long. It's a miracle that the Fuhrer even requested for my appearance, as Bormann, Himmler or Goebbels could have suggested otherwise. And I will not disobey Adolf Hitler ever again!"

"But you know that your international reputation is bad as it is", Canaris protested, "You have a opportunity to redeem yourself to the Western Powers. What if you take me with you on the way to Flensburg? You and Hitler could possibly get more sympathy and thus achieve more of your territorial requests". In truth, Canaris knew that little sympathy would be given to the Nazi leaders otherwise. He even doubted that Hitler would be willing to negotiate a surrender. But it was still an effective strategy to convince Goering to spare him.

"Very well", Goering eventually decided, "I will take you to Flensburg as a POW and the Allies will decide your fate. We will going with my family and Herr Lammers in order to make sure the Allies know of our intentions. But be warned, the Fuhrer is far less forgiving than I am". With that, Goering strolled back into his estate with a obscene level of confidence. Canaris sat down onto the ground with his mind conflicted. On one hand, the war would soon be over and Hitler would finally be stopped. On the other hand, he was concerned on what would happen to Germany's core territories and the fate of the German people themselves. Wilhelm Canaris knew that Germany would soon fall on hard times, yet again.

...

While Goering was preparing for his trip for Flensburg, Berlin was strangely calm. Hitler had ordered for defenses to weaken. It was no longer a priority to defend the entirety of Berlin, but rather strategic paths so that Hitler and his selected entourage could escape. In the Reich Chancellory, bombs were still dropping nearby, so there was rarely any silence in the air. Inside the Chancellery, a special occasion was being held. Hitler was having a lunch celebration with his top generals as a special token before he was set to escape from Berlin. He had not eaten with the officers in over 2 years, as he had previously grown to distrust them later in the war. But the purpose of the celebration was not solely to mend to old ties. Everyone was discussing about the future of Germany's government, cooperation with the Allies, and the survival of their Fuhrer. Heinz Guderian, the ringleader of the operation, put forth that the generals should maintain real order in Germany after the war. Hitler, to the surprise of many, agreed with the proposal and the "Council of German Officers" was officially established. Guderian himself was declared chief of this new council. Other initial members included Erwin Rommel, Erich von Manstein, Gerd von Rundstedt and Karl Doenitz. On Hitler's request, Wilhelm Keitel, Alfred Jodl, Sepp Dietrich and Albert Kesselring were also included. Georg von Kuchler, Kurt Zeitzler and Wilhelm von Leeb declined to take part in it. The council refused to let Walther von Reichenau and Theodor Eicke become members, which Hitler reluctantly accepted. In exchange, Hitler refused to allow Walther von Brauchitsch or Franz Halder become members, yet neither were in attendance anyway. Wilhelm Mohnke was assigned to be the council's official ambassador. Hans Krebs and Wilhelm Burgdorf chose to leave with the Fuhrer.

"So, there is still much to be considered about the other sections of the Reich", Guderian humbly said, "Since you are no longer going to be in Germany, my Fuhrer, there is little point of keeping of the Sturmateilung and the Schultzstaffel in operation".

"Very well", Hitler accepted, "The SA and the SS are to be disbanded and their respective officers are to be converted into the Wehrmacht. However, the SS guards coming with me out of Germany will still maintain their status. All other officials of the Reich are to retire immediately and are not go into public service unless permitted by the CGO beforehand. When I feel that it is right to return to the Fatherland, I will be reinstated as the Fuhrer and the regular government will be restored!"

"A excellent choice of actions, my Fuhrer", Guderian proclaimed, "but it is likely that the Allies will ask for certain officials to face punishment for the war. Our loyalty to you is eternal and we will vow to keep your selected entourage in secrecy as well. Yet I still fear that generals will face persecution if we were to publicly take power in Germany. We will need figureheads to visibly appear as the "leaders" of the Reich and take responsibility for the carnage that happened, while our council administers real power. We all know that Bormann has been ousted and I have heard that Speer and Goering are also in disgrace". Suddenly, The German dictator developed a dark idea.

"Wait", Hitler exclaimed, "that gives me an excellent idea! Guderian, your genius is on par with Himmler! Goering, the corpulent and incompetent bastard, will be declared as President of the Reich! Speer, who claims that he would work fine with the Allies, will be the Chancellor! And that deadbeat Bormann will be the head of the Nazi Party! They will all sign the surrender and then be prosecuted by the Allied powers! They will hang like cattle for the pleasure of Stalin! Meanwhile, you all will be comfortable in your headquarters, making important negotiations to keep Germany alive and giving yourselves a grand reputation in reforming the Reich after this merciless war! And I, with my selected associates, will be watching television broadcasts of the Western Powers and the Bolsheviks bickering while I am reclining in comfortable secrecy!" Hitler began to laugh hysterically, followed by most of the other generals in the room. Even Guderian was snickering at the scene. Notably, only Rommel wasn't laughing in the slightest. He thought it was disgusting that they would be willing to throw others under the bus to save their own hides. After a while, Hitler calmed down and he gestured for the rest to do the same.

"But rest assured, gentlemen", Hitler calmly addressed, "None of you will suffer any punishment for any crime committed by the Reich. Goering, Speer and Bormann will be the ones hanging, but in the case that I am captured and brought back to Germany, I shall take all responsibility for any crime committed by the Wehrmacht! If they demand that you turn officers for prosecution, hand them this document that states that in my death, I shall take responsibility for all war crimes. If they refuse to relent, the officers being targeted are to commit suicide with the cyanide capsule I gave to each of you priorly. Never be pushovers to the ruthless Allies! Now, I know that Goering would go to Flensburg as soon as possible and Bormann is already in custody. But Speer has yet to be located. Ambassador Mohnke, do you have any significant intel?"

"My Fuhrer", Mohnke expressed, "Albert Speer is currently in Flensburg awaiting negotiation with Allied diplomats. Since the CGO is set to go to Flensburg for the official surrender, I will personally apprehend Herr Speer if you wish of me to do so".

"Such would be deeply appreciated, Mohnke", Hitler genuinely spoke, "I would like to thank you all for your services during this eventful war. If I were to ever return, I would award all of you with the highest honors. You are truly honorable officers and have done the Reich proud". Hitler shakily commenced standing up and began to individually shake hands with all officers in the room. This continued until Hitler finally came up to Keitel. Out of the generals, Keitel was easily the most obedient to the Fuhrer. Other generals even had a nickname for him: Lakeitel, because he was essentially just the Fuhrer's lackey. Yet, Hitler had a special bond with the old Prussian general for his loyalty.

"My dear Keitel", Hitler warmly spoke, "I am especially appreciative of your loyalty during the entire war effort. Whilst I always had to argue with other generals about I wanted, you always stood by my orders and never swayed in your loyalty. Truly a role model officer of the highest brand! I wish you the best in your future career. I hereby honor you with my personal Golden Party badge for your admirable services".

"Thank you, my Fuhrer", Keitel tearfully responded, "And I will make sure that the Reich will remain loyal to you, whether you return or not". Hitler also had tears in his eyes as he gave the badge to Keitel. Eventually, Gunsche arrived in the Reich Chancellery and Hitler was ready to head to the Fuhrerbunker for the last time. All of the generals gave a firm, yet silent, salute to the Fuhrer, as Hitler returned the favor. Not a word was uttered, but the emotion in the room more than compensated for the quiet atmosphere. Hitler and Gunsche slowly stepped out of the room, with Krebs and Burgdorf quickly following behind. The room was ominous for several moments until Guderian broke the silence.

"Well, we have been given the cue", Guderian confidently projected, "We head to Flensburg right now! Germany's fate now rests on our hands! Mohnke, please grab Bormann so that we can begin our exodus". Mohnke saluted and then rushed to get the disgraced Nazi from custody. While the other generals were getting ready, Rommel pulled Guderian aside to speak with him.

"I can't believe what we are doing", Rommel admonished, "Not only are we letting Hitler and vital SS leaders escape, after they committed some of the heinous crimes in human history. But we're also ratting out Reich officials in order to keep ourselves safe. I can understand giving away Bormann or Goering, but should we really sacrifice Speer? Especially as we are letting Heydrich and Himmler escape scot-free?! We can't just take responsibility off of our shoulders!" While the two generals were as equally gracious, Rommel was easily the more moral general. He believed that any person who committed a crime should be justly punished. It was this attitude that won him admiration from the Allies. While Guderian certainly had more moral virtue than Keitel, Jodl and especially von Reichenau, he was much more charismatic and opportunistic than Rommel could have ever hoped to be.

"It's called being clever", Guderian rebutted, "Let's be honest, you and I never committed any war crime that would get us punished. In fact, we are still be revered by the Allied powers. They will more than willing to let us help repair Germany after such a brutal period. Goering's despised in the international community and you know that Speer was key in slave labor in the Reich! All three men deserve justice because they are far more guilty than the vast majority of Wehrmacht officials. Do you want to see an old officer like von Rundstedt be shot like a dog because of orders from Hitler?! Hitler and the SS are no longer going to be involved in the German government, and if they get captured, then they'll suffer their worth".

"But that still doesn't excuse our conduct", Rommel objected, "Almost all German officials were aware of the atrocities, yet they all merely followed the words of Hitler. The vile von Reichenau butchered Slavs in Russia, yet Hitler didn't order it to cease. Heydrich sent French partisans to be killed in camps, yet Hitler did let it continue. Himmler exterminated practically every single European Jew, and Hitler had wanted it! No one is guiltless in this war, except those who faced the persecution firsthand. I can't be the only German to feel any guilt over what happened!" By then, Guderian himself was visibly upset. But he had an arsenal of his own.

"What are we doing is not immoral", Guderian snapped, "And if you are so passionate about bringing justice to the crimes committed, why didn't YOU do anything?! You obviously have more knowledge on it than I do. So you had more opportunities to end the bloodbath. You could've shot Heydrich dead in his office, arrested Himmler when he was alone, or even kill Hitler immediately after the bomb back in July! But you didn't, because you had no will to do so!" Soon afterwards, tears started to roll down Rommel's face, as the pain was too much for him to bear. Guderian's frustration begun to melt away and he felt guilty for his outburst.

"Listen, Rommel", Guderian soothed, "This has truly been a grueling experience for everyone. But it's over now. Our job is help Germany and the rest of Europe to get back on their feet. We will fight to keep Germany's core territory at all costs, but if we are obliged to give vital reparations to countries like Poland or to the Jewish people, we will do our worth to repay for crimes committed by the Reich. Truly, Adolf Hitler is a man who has done great things. Albeit, a large fraction of them were terrible things, but all of them were great. Yet, the man himself admits that we must reform Germany, and I pray to the heavens that we succeed in doing so. We can make progress possible". As soon Guderian was finished, Mohnke reported back with Bormann in his official custody. With that set, Guderian signaled for the other generals to leave. Not another word was spoken by any of them as they walked out of the Reich Chancellery for the last time. Their cars were already lined up as they climbed inside each respective vehicle. They immediately drove up to Flensburg, so that they could finally end the war in Europe.

Meanwhile, Gunsche, Hitler, Krebs and Burgdorf arrived in the Chancellory's garage, where they were expecting for the people who were invited to escape Europe with their Fuhrer. Prior to their arrival, all of them were discussing important matters relating to their departure.

"And von Ribbentrop is not to be informed", Hitler continued, "That man was more useless than Bormann! If the Allies want to hunt him down, then let them. Now please give me a report on those who I had invited, Gunsche."

"Outside of Himmler, his SS officials and everyone selected in the Fuhrerbunker, only three Reich officials are coming", Gunsche responded, "Their names are Julius Streicher, Robert Ley and Fritz Sauckel. It was relatively easy to convince Herr Streicher and Dr. Ley, but it took me a while to coax Herr Sauckel, since he does have 10 children. Speaking of children, I informed all three of them that they needed to send their wives and children to Switzerland for their own safety. That was the reason why Herr Sauckel was so upset. But it was even more difficult for us to get Frau Goebbels to take her children and herself to Switzerland. She heavily insisted on going with us out of Berlin, but Dr. Goebbels was firm that your order was to obeyed".

"Ah, yes", Hitler spoke with satisfaction, "Goebbels has always been obedient to my orders. Streicher and Ley are admirable Germans and I'm glad that they're coming with us. I don't care what others think about them, because I will always be on their side! Sauckel has always been a rather weak man, but I'd rather spend the rest of my days consoling him than having to look at Speer's selfish face ever again! Arrogant swine! And to think I actually was friendly with him for so many years! Back onto Sauckel, the fact that he actually chose to come with me makes him a truly respectable man. Krebs, are the necessary defenses of roadways still in place?

"Affirmative, my Fuhrer", Krebs projected, "Our soldiers are putting up strategic defenses to make sure we escape Berlin without incident and it should be able to hold out for a couple of hours. They have been told to surrender as soon as we leave the capital". Eventually, a sleek black Nazi staff car drove near where the four men were standing until stopping nearby. A S.S. officer, who had driven the vehicle, strode out to salute the Fuhrer and then opened the car door. The first person to exit was Streicher, who appeared more than confident. After him was Sauckel, who had far less confidence and was noticeably overwhelmed. The last to exit was Dr. Ley, who appeared much less drunk than usual but still appeared slightly inept. All three immediately saluted their Fuhrer, right before he returned the gesture.

"Ah, perfect timing", Hitler quipped, "Welcome, gentlemen! It is truly more than a blessing to you all prepared to flee with me!"

"It is the very least we c-can do, my Fuhrer", Ley stuttered, "If you decide that it is no longer stay safe to stay in Germany, then we'd certainly follow your lead. Even when you are dead, you will always r-remain the true Fuhrer!"

"Of course", Streicher proclaimed, "The Fuhrer always makes the most incredible decisions out of any human on Earth. I wasn't surprised when Goering committed such vile treason, as well as Speer. I'd kill both those Jew-lovers myself if I was permitted to!"

"Relax, Streicher", Hitler coaxed, "Those traitors will suffer in due time. The Allies will butch them in the name of 'justice'! Though, I seemed to have shifted a lot of dead weight from the ranks recently. Bormann has been ousted and von Ribbentrop is a joke. You all are some of the rare exceptions of true Nazi followers".

"My Fuhrer", Sauckel stammered, "Our families are going remain safe while we're gone? Are the Allies going to do anything to our wives and children in order for us to come out of hiding? My ten children will have grow up without a father to be there for them!" Sauckel began to sob quietly, much to the disgust of Streicher and Ley. But Hitler put a hand on Sauckel's shoulder as a rare sign of sympathy, which shocked everyone around him.

"It's going to be alright, Sauckel", Hitler soothed, "Your family is going to be safe in Switzerland and I doubt the Allies will be looking for them. If they are captured, the CGO will make sure they are properly looked after. But our loved ones are going to be much safer here than with us. You must stay strong!" Sauckel seemed to calm down significantly after that, seeming to have reviewed the confidence boost he needed. Afterwards, Hitler looked around the garage in silence. This would be the last time he would see Berlin. Everything was coming into fruition for his escape. He smiled tearfully. But unbeknownst to him, fate would not let the Nazis off so easily.
Justiz in Nurnberg (Alternate History), part 3
Again, sorry for the long delay. I'll admit it, it was a mess trying to write the end of this chapter, so I decided to stop it there. Believe me when I say that the next part will give much more clarification. There's going to be a LOT that happens in the next part. Stay tuned till next time. And I'll try not to make it as late I did here.

Peace out!
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As the car drove down to the road that led to Honey Hive Palace, the hornets' minds overflowed with anxiety. After several moments of contemplating, Tropicop eventually came to a solution. Even if he didn't like it at all.

"Alright boys, listen up", Tropicop anxiously spoke, "you all have to get the train tickets at the Odonato railway station for us to safely get to our beloved kingdom. I have to grab... 'essentials' from that palace. And I will then arrive at the station to get on the train for our freedom. But now, I... need you all to throw me out of the car when I say so. I'll meet you all when I have gotten everything. I-I'll pray that I make it out alive". As the car drove near Honey Hive Palace's backyard, Tropicop's entourage hastily grabbed their leader and threw him onto the grass. The pathetic hornet watched the car drive off in the distance, with a dangerous amount of dread in his stomach. As Tropicop's mind was racing, Charmy broke out of his disheartening depression to glance at the unexpected commotion. He had never this suited insect before, and his curiosity seemed to surpass his memory at the moment. Feeling intrigued, the boy buzzed over to where Tropicop was pacing.

"O-okay, it's simple", Tropicop stuttered, "I sneak in without being seen, search for what I need and then leave this colony forever. Oh damn it, I don't know how to do this! I can't conduct this operation by myself! Why does this miser-".

"Hey there, good sir!", Charmy cheerfully proclaimed. Tropicop yelped violently and tumbled backward until his back was towards a wall. He was terrified for his life.

"Please don't skewer me!", Tropicop pleaded, "It wasn't my choice to come back! I'm too pathetic to be any threat to you". As the pitiful hornet sobbed, Charmy looked mystified at the sight of the stranger's dismay. The boy was purposefully restraining his hyper conduct, but he was still as naive as ever.

"What are you talking about?", Charmy innocently asked, "I've never even seen you before". Tropicop instantly ceased his pleading and stared at the young prince with both confusion and relief. He was glad that no one had remembered him, yet he was peeved that he had been 'forgotten'. But he eventually swallowed his pride and started to explain himself to Charmy.

"Listen, this is important", Tropicop hastily began, "I have been stuck in this colony and I need to... wait, who the heck are you?"

"Well, I am Prince Charming", Charmy humbly proclaimed, "But you may call me Charmy Bee!" Tropicop had a strong urge to strangle the bee at the moment, considering the fact that Charmy's birth was what influenced Bea to fire Tropicop in the first place. But he managed to suppress his rage and looked the prince with a face of false sorrow.

"Oh, innocent child", Tropicop cried, "I have been trapped in this oppressive colony for years! I've been held against my will and been forced to provide servitude to the vile Vespa! Now I just want to go home and heal from this horrid nightmare! But I need to collect my belongings from this palace in order for my entry across the border". It was lucky for the hornet that Charmy did not know who he was.

"Oh, poor thing", Charmy sympathized, "Well, I'm going to make sure that your stuff is found. Mama would be more than happy to-"

"NO!", Tropicop screamed while grabbing Charmy. The prince only looked confused and stunned in the face of the outburst. The hornet realized what he did and recollected himself.

"My boy", Tropicop chuckled, "There are several reasons why your mother, or anyone else, should not be involved. First off, I'm a hornet so any bee may just lock me up automatically because there is the perception that all hornets are wicked. Secondly, your mother and I technically have a troubled past. I was an entrepreneur and she thought I was shady. So I doubt that she'd believe me. But most importantly, you are the heir to the throne. Do you want your mother or that cranky Mellifer be holding your hand all the time? You have the chance to prove that you are more than you seem. So I ask you, can YOU help me find my belongings within this palace?" Tropicop was certainly skilled at bootlicking and it showed. While Charmy was still slightly perplexed at some of the vocabulary, he did feel a strong urge to provide a helping hand and so he wouldn't be as 'incompetent' as Mellifer described his grandfather. And since his mother and the Prime Minister were quarreling anyway, the boy figured that it'd make little difference if they knew or not.

"Alright, sir", Charmy chirped, "I'll help you! Wait, I didn't catch YOUR name!"

"Well, I'm Tropicop", the hornet expressed confidently. Now Charmy was more confused than ever, particularly at Tropicop's odd name (ridiculous, I know). "Now", Tropicop continued, "I'll need something to hide my identity so that bees won't see WHAT I am. Can you go inside and grab a monk robe for me to wear?"

"Uh, sure", Charmy spoke while still befuddled, "I'll be back as soon as I can, Tropicat". As he flew away, Tropicop seethed quietly, as he didn't want anyone else to notice him.

"It's Tropicop", the hornet fumed, "But that boy does seem so helpful and innocent though. Innocently stupid! At this point, I'll be out of this colony in no time! And if Vizier Similiojo wants to invade Honey Hive afterwards, MAYBE I'll give a plea to have the poor boy spared. And if it's rejected, oh well!" Tropicop snickered at the thought of such vile imagery. But his arrogance would serve to hinder him later on.

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Meanwhile, Queen Bea and Mellifer were continuing their explosive argument, and it was not getting any less hostile.

"I don't believe you!", Bea chided, "After all that our hive has been through, how can you remain so selfish?! If oppression is happening all around this colony, shouldn't we provide some support to at least try to have a positive impact? If Mandarin's hornets are starving and if they can't grow enough crops, why shouldn't we give supplies to their country? We're producing more than enough food and resources now! Not only would it save millions of their lives but it give vital aid to one of our colony's greatest allies!"

"I know that you are naturally concerned about the well-being of other people", Mellifer reasoned, "It's always has been a part of your personality. But you also have to be realistic! If the Yellow Hornets found out that we were giving supplies to the most feared insect of all of Mobius, Crabro can easily issue an invasion on Mandarin and us. They are too weak to defend themselves and so are we. Our independence would have been for nothing! Vespa's troops only encompassed a minor fraction of the entire Yellow Hornet army! Mandarin has oppressed his people for longer than you have been alive! Communism can fall in their torn country in due time, and you want to preserve his empire! You are sounding hypocritical for wanting to keep their regime from crumbling".

"He is not who he seems!", Bea objected, "He may seem like a cold-hearted monster, but he is not as vile as you think! He actually listened to Vinegar and guaranteed the safety of our colony. Of course, he's not much of a good person, but at least he'd be willing to help. And what gives you the right to call me hypocritical?! The only real reason you're being so hesitant is that you are afraid of how the Yellow Hornets MAY react! Crabro is not hostile to our kingdom, and even if he was, you can't be so spineless to whatever they say".

"Says the woman who spared the people who both murdered her husband and let them abuse her body in the worst ways possible. Yes, it is ME who lacks a backbone!"

"You cooperated with one of them!" Both bees glared at each other for several seconds, until they finally sat down and sighed.

"Look", Bea softly spoke, "I know you want us to remain safe and and recover quietly after the brutal occupation of our colony. But we sometimes have to take risks in order to do the right thing. Choosing to isolate ourselves from our ally would not only be illogical, but immoral. And if you can't find sympathy in Mandarin, then think about the innocent hornets starving out there. We don't have to be overly supportive of a conflict in order to provide assistance. So can we at least agree to eventually begin to send supplies to help them?" Bea looked at Mellifer with a dismal look on her face. Despite his stubbornness, Mellifer couldn't bear to see her so miserable.

"Very well, Beatrice", Mellifer agreed, "We'll do it. Supplies will be sent to their country as we have everything worked out".

"Thank you, Mellifer", Bea smiled, "Now, can we now talk about Charmy?"

"Fine", Mellifer accepted, "Let's talk about the boy".
Tropicop Exposed, Return of Dorsato: Part 4
Well this has been long overdue, hasn't it? Yes, it's been months since I lasted published work. I've been both going through writer's block and personal drama. But I now have my mind in a place comfortable doing my work. And I will continue to publish the best work possible.

I did promise that I'd submit something by November. And, to be honest, there couldn't be a better day to complete this. Today is Toni-the-Mink's birthday, and I sincerely thank her for providing me such vivid inspiration. Sadly, she will leaving DeviantArt soon, but I honestly hope the best for her. 

So I consider this my birthday gift to :icontoni-the-mink:

Stay tuned for the third part of Justiz in Nurnberg!

Charmy Bee (c) SEGA

Bea, Vespa, and Poyse (c) :icontoni-the-mink:

Everyone else (c) ArtisticCritic19

Peace out!
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Vegeta: Still not impressive.

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Greetings, everyone! Following an interesting exchange on this thread, I discovered that I could use one particular idea and transform it into a fascinating timeline. Beforehand, I'd like to thank USSManhattan (from alternatehistory.com) for convincing me that this would be an interesting concept. In regards to my 2nd alternate history idea, that would take a much longer time because of how long I plan to make it. So I may make this TL before I make the previous one. And if I have any further extraordinary ideas, I'll be sure to express them! That being said, let me deeper analysis into the concept.

Now, some may say this is could be somewhat like Weber's Germany: The Veterinarian Totalitarian. But trust me when I say that things will play off much differently, especially later on. Hitler gets fatally injured during the Beer Hall Putsch and goes to Ernst Hanfstaengl's house but is aided by none other than Julius Streicher. But Hitler dies before police come to arrest him. Before his death, Hitler dictates his visions to Streicher and puts his trust in him to help steer the weakened Nazi Party in the direction he always wanted. Now Streicher has to fight keep Hitler's vision alive against the ideas of fellow Nazi Gregor Strasser, the dismissive nature of the Social Democrats and the shocking success of a rising star of the KPD, Joseph Goebbels. Streicher's barbaric rhetoric eventually strikes a core following in Germany and the Nazis' popularity reaches astonishing levels. Streicher's success is aided by several crucial allies, like Heinrich Himmler, Robert Ley, and Ernst Rohm. To the shock of many in Europe, Streicher soon becomes the head of the Nazi Party and eventually becomes Germany's chancellor. At first, many outside Germany consider him a joke (eg. Mussolini would have a lesser opinion of Streicher than he did with Hitler in 1934). Yet, Streicher utilizes (rare) cunning to get the upper hand over several obstacles. But will it be enough for Germany to be dominant in Europe? How will Germany progress through much of the 30s and 40s? Will there be a second World War? Will fascism survive? And how different would the world be than it is now? We can only find out in due time. As soon as Justiz in Nurnberg is finished, I will immediately get started on this project and the results will likely be grand. Stay tuned, because I will likely post the third chapter to Justiz in Nurnberg soon. Peace out, everyone!
Vegeta: (laughter) Oh, newbies are the adorable runts of the pitiful litter of writers on this site!

Bea: Don't be mean!

Vegeta: I'm being honest! I'm not a sickly pacifist like you! If a writer produces garbage work, I'm going to say it like it is! They're lucky that I haven't killed them yet!

Bea: Well, maybe you ought to be more supportive to those that just come fresh. It's not easy starting off a career. Being optimistic is a benefit for anybody.

Vegeta: Yes, and you say that while you are unable to fly or sting, and at quite the young age too!

Bea: (offended) Why I'd never!

Vegeta: (mockingly) Oh, did I touch a nerve?
Disclaimer: Challenge made by :iconfirerebelheart:, heard it from :iconregnoart:. But I'm going to add my own unique taste to it.

Vegeta and Nappa (c) Akira Toriyama

Similiojo (c) me

Vegeta: Okay, thank you for sitting with me today. I'm getting paid to do this interview, so let's make this quick. You're ready?

Similiojo: As much as I can afford.

Vegeta: Okay, first question: what.... gender are you?! I'm so sorry, these questions were given to me! Fucking stupid!

Similiojo: Male, for the weak minds that wonder. I thought my gender was obvious.

Vegeta: It is. Next question:..... do you WANT A HUG?! NAPPA, WHO MADE THESE QUESTIONS?!

Nappa: It's part of the challenge, Vegeta! I didn't write these!

Similiojo: You can hug me.... if you have a death wish.

Vegeta: I am VERY content with that answer. Now, here's a better question: What are your bad habits?

Similiojo: Well, I do tend to sleep very late at night, because I'm very invested in my plans/paperwork. I am fond of displaying my accomplishments boldly in my private study. I wear nothing but glasses and my bathrobe when I'm in my chambers. And perhaps I should be eating a little more.

Vegeta: Alright, interesting results. Now, what is your favorite food?

Similiojo: Rice, especially in the way Yellow Hornets make it. Oh, I am genuinely thrilled at the thought of having some later tonight.

Vegeta: Fair enough. What is your favorite flavor of ice cream?

Similiojo: The elite of our empire prefers gelato. As for my flavor preference, it will have to be dark chocolate.

Vegeta: Classy snob. Oh, I like this question: do you ever kill anyone?

Similiojo: Me physically kill someone? No. I personally like to keep blood off my hands. Nor I am exactly the strongest hornet out there. And between you and me...., I can't really stomach murder. 

Vegeta: Oh, that's gotta be embarrassing!

Similiojo: Yes. However, I am responsible for thousands of deaths, at least. I have no qualms of HAVING someone killed. I just can't do the killing myself, that's all. My soldiers do the bloody work, no pun intended.

Vegeta: Oh, like that's so shocking. I've killed MILLIONS with my bare hands!

Similiojo: That's just excessive.

Vegeta: Tell that to Frieza. Anyway, are there people you despise?

Similiojo: I primarily look down on other races due to superiority, not out of personal hatred. But, I do loathe bees to an immense level. Whilst the Yellow Hornets were under the control of barbarians, they got to prosper and have so many luxuries! The bee that I hated the most was Beatrice, because she wouldn't accept Hornet supremacy. However, Honey Hive Colony is under Vespa's occupation and Beatrice is dead. I even have her wings and stinger as proof. The wings are on display in my study and the stinger is my favorite fountain pen.

Vegeta: ......WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! You know what, let's just move on! Do you have any secrets, other than the one you just shared?!

Similiojo: Well, King Crabro doesn't know that Honey Hive is being occupied by his daughter. I was responsible for annexing some land from Honey Hive to our kingdom, I had the entire royal family of the bees executed, and I plan on expanding the empire much further. But my biggest secret of all is that, by having Bicolitz botch their soil with parasitic chemicals, I am responsible for the grand famine that the Giant Hornets are undergoing. Not only did it prevent the Giant Hornets from interfering in Vespa's invasion, but I put a well-deserved blow to Mandarin's pride!

Vegeta: That's.... quite strategic. Anyway, what's your favorite season?

Similiojo: Autumn. I likely the bright colors that are plastered outside from the leaves. It makes me very comfortable in my study. And the Yellow Hornets are at their most festive in Fall.

Vegeta: Fine. Who are your best friends? I doubt you have any.

Similiojo: I don't have friends, per say-

Vegeta: I KNEW IT!

Similiojo: But I do have important comrades that I appreciate. Bicolitz is quite unique with his espionage, and he's very loyal. Luctua will make sure that Vespa stays in line and we certainly keep in touch. And I have tremendous respect for my king, Crabro. And he puts his trust upon me. 

Vegeta: Still pathetic. Anyway, what are your hobbies?

Similiojo: I like to write memoirs on my perspective and about my life. I sometimes will have portraits of me painted for my liking. I'll either play golf or bowling whenever I feel like doing sports, especially if King Crabro is involved. He is a ailing old hornet, but he still has fight left in him.

Vegeta: Passable. What's your favorite drink?

Similiojo: Sprite in a fancy glass. Guilty pleasure, but I like the flavor.

Vegeta: Birthday?

Similiojo: September 29th.

Vegeta: Age of.... death? Fuck, another stupid question! You know what, we'll just skip that one! Now, are you.... nice or mean?! FUCK! By what you told me, I already know you're evil! 

Similiojo: Well, not exactly. I seek glory for the Yellow Hornets to dominate Mobius. I don't care about the lives of our enemies along the way, but my actions have a purpose.

Vegeta: YET YOU HANG WINGS ON YOUR WA-let's move on! What do you think of ArtisticCritic19?

Similiojo: Desperate nobody! He writes content as he wants to make himself a legacy, but he's not gonna get far.

Vegeta: I definitely hear you. Okay, what weaknesses do you have? This should be fun.

Similiojo: I'm rather mediocre when it comes to physical strength. I've relied on glasses since I was a child. And I can't stand someone being butchered in front of me.

Vegeta: Aw, that's sad. Can you stay in underwater?

Similiojo: No. Tell me one hornet that CAN do that!

Vegeta: Valid point. What is your daily life like?

Similiojo: I'm either in my study, in my office, or having a conference with either a royal or an other official. Usually, I'll also go on visits to soldiers during conquests, Honey Hive under occupation or just paying a visit to Bicolitz.

Vegeta: Monotonous. You have a crush?

Similiojo: Not in the context you'd expect. I have a special mistress under my wing and she intrigues me to a tee. And I can tell she is fascinated with me as well. At times, we'll even sleep in the same bed and have.... you know.

Vegeta: Don't try me! Do you like meatballs and do you enjoy Chef Boyardee's? I feel so fucking stupid for saying that!

Similiojo: Negative on BOTH ends. Meatballs are dry and Mario should diss the apron!

Vegeta: Damn, that's offensive! But I don't mind it at all! Where did you grow up?

Similiojo: In a cottage in the outskirts of the most cultural village. I was an only child, my mother was a nurse and my father was a blacksmith.

Vegeta: Oh, now I have a GOOD question! What do you FEAR?!

Similiojo: Communism and Giant Hornets, especially Mandarin. Honestly, I feel proud that I caused that famine. In due time, our forces will destroy that weakened regime and the Giant Hornets will never be an issue again!

Vegeta: How underwhelming. Favorite color?

Similiojo: Lime.

Vegeta: You're the Grand Vizier of the Yellow Hornet Empire?

Similiojo: Obviously!

Vegeta: Well, that's all the questions I will ask. Every other question on here is fucking terrible and I hate your guts!

Similiojo: Fine with me. I might as well spare myself of getting fleas!

Vegeta: NAPPA! (Nappa angrily chases after a frightened Similiojo) You better fly! Now, on the behalf of ArtisticCritic19, I'd like to tag :iconsilvaze126:, :iconcharmythecutebee:, :iconchaospadilin305: and :icontoni-the-mink:. Whether or not they accept the challenge, I could not care less. I'm done and I want my money!

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regnoart Featured By Owner 5 days ago  Hobbyist Photographer
Vegeta, I'm very sorry to remind you of something.....humiliating to you in the past, but I thought, ArtisticCritic might have wanted to see this video of you trying to fight Goku?

www.youtube.com/watch?v=JtOwGr…
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ArtisticCriticVegeta Featured By Owner 5 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
Vegeta: Oh, just piss off!

That is such a classic fight, and it's enjoyable to watch.

Vegeta: Says you!
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regnoart Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Hobbyist Photographer
Sorry, Vegeta XD
Here's something that may brighten you up:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVqN_q…
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ArtisticCriticVegeta Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
Vegeta: Ah, that feels much better.

Nappa: Vegeta!

Vegeta: What? It was long overdue, Nappa!
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Green-Eyed-Dragoness Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2017  Student General Artist
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Birthday cake  icon Spideypool - Happy Birthday 1 Spideypool - Happy Birthday 2 
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ArtisticCriticVegeta Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you so much!
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regnoart Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2016  Hobbyist Photographer
Thank you for the Llama badge!


(my profile pic is meant to be Vegeta yelling out my comments lol)
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ArtisticCriticVegeta Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Vegeta: At least someone knows style.

Shut up, Vegeta!

Anyway, you're welcome. Our profile pictures are rather appealing.
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regnoart Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2016  Hobbyist Photographer
Vegeta, CAN YOU FEEL THE DRAGON BOX'S POWER???
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ArtisticCriticVegeta Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Vegeta: IT'S.... impressive. Vastly superior to the 'Big Green' dub. Ugh, even the thought of that makes me want to puke.
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