You forgot that there is no such nuke in the vanilla game.

I drop a Drop Crate full of Crabs right on you.

You forgot that this isn't Cortex Command.
This is Survive the above posters attack.


Hence, no drop crates full of crabs.
You never attacked me.



i ataks u wit vad gramar ortografi n no puntutions lul

I block all the strikes with my trusty RED PEN!

Belch a wave of fire at you.

I kick you in the nuts.

Then i take my Book and throw it at you.

Kicking Nighthawk didn't stop his attack, you silly. His wave of fire hits you, and therefore you are unable to throw your book at me.

I fart in your general direction.

Pew. Your fart ignites.
Also you're disintegrated by the power of love.

I am not included in the small percentage of humans who can produce methane, thus my fart does not ignite.
I change myself to an aromantic and the power of love deflects off of me and back to you.

I embrace your deflection. The power of love is a curious thing.

I slide a piece of paper lengthways along your urethra.

I am a masochist.
I hit you in the head with a bottle.

I'm wearing the Iron Man's helmet, so a simple bottle is nothing to me

I start to say weird words and make a spell (dunno, "Morticus Infinitus"?) and launch mortal mortalistic mortal mortars in your direction

As an addition, some of those mortal mortalisctic blabla break in grenades that spread all around you and explodes in 0.00001 seconds after touching ground

And as an addtion to the addtion, I do THIS to your base. All your base are belong to us

I was a Spy the whole time and backstab You, and you fall to the ground. I never was really on your side.

As because i backstabbed you, and you fell to the ground, i just go away from diz damn ship.

As it was never implied that I died, I get up from the ground.

You forgot that there was a mass of mortar rounds heading towards your base, along with a horde of assault ships already attacking it. The mortar rounds hit. There were no survivors.

Because the base was unoccupied long time ago.

I instantly attack you with Nothing. Thats the name of my Sword

I melt your sword (Nothing) with a melta-gun
My ghosts nukes your base in all direcctions. Communications disabled. No rescue form. No probabilities of surviving








If you do, my ghosts will shot you

I was shot once. I recover quickly.

I detonate a singularity on whatever planet you are on. All hope is lost.