Destroyiah, It is a good gesture, but you should include the stories as quotes and ensure the names of authors are clearly published. Thanks for including my story in your favorites list ;) May the force be with you ;)

I find it very original. Don't discount his efforts.

Best story so far!!! ;)

Thnx ;)

The Grand Offensive Part 1: The Invasion Commander Nikolai marched along the imposing row of tanks neatly lined up outside the defense perimeter of Berlin, the last German stronghold. "Comrades, today, we strive to bring glory to our motherland, and to annihilate these ingrates from the face of the Earth! They will feel our full power, wrath, and anger! Mercy is not ours to give! Let them taste our vengeance while we send them all to hell!" Sauntering over to a distraught looking soldier, he snatched the bottle of vodka from his trembling clutches, "save that for when Berlin is ours, comrade! Fear not, for victory is certain!" A mortar shell landed near my tank, the ground shook and the sound of confused shouting rang in my ears. The musty, yet familiar smell of gunpowder and charred metal perforated the already saturated air. Everyone scrambled to their offensive positions. "Happy birthday Hitler," Nikolai muttered under his breath. "All units, attack! Fire at will! For mother Russia!" Slowly, but surely, our formation of tanks began to advance, decimating all enemy troops in our path. Fierce resistance was met, with German troops and heavy gunfire bombarding our positions. Artillery shells whistled overhead as Gatling guns sought to inject rhythmical discipline into the chaos ensuing on the ground. "We need air support!" Colonel Alexei hollered, motioning to the radio. Soon, heavy artillery fire came from behind us into the German capital. Suddenly, a strange silence fell over the street we were besieging. Enemy movement had ceased. I looked to my fellow comrades, only to find the same confusion and puzzlement etched on their faces. The street seemed abandoned, save for the multitudes of fallen soldiers scattered like breadcrumbs across the brick pavement, their faces contorted beyond recognition and limbs strewn haphazardly across the blood stained mesh of concrete and mangled metal. The infantry inched forward tentatively, unsure and cautious at this unexpected development. A single gunshot reverberated around the deserted street. A lieutenant from the 6th Belorussian front gave a muffled cry of horror and stumbled backwards. I had noticed the flash of the shot, bearing origin from behind a window on the third floor of a battered building. The sniper had clearly been trying to establish the chain of command and had been relatively successful in doing so. "Contact from within the buildings! " The warning had barely left my lips when the windows of buildings from both sides of the deceptively empty street erupted in heavy machine gun fire. Abandoning our posts and breaking formation, we dived for cover behind overturned vehicles as our infantry units began to scale the stairs to take out the snipers. Our ten tanks lumbering in the middle of the street slowly turned their turrets, preparing to neutralize the threat. Bullets ricocheted off the thick heavy armor of the sturdy T-34 tanks like peanuts as the turrets of destruction took careful aim at the doomed resistance fighters seeking cover in the brittle concrete buildings. I clutched my assault rifle and tried to catch my breath. War was no stranger to me, but this was different. We had been caught completely off guard. Things could have gone much worse... I glanced at my companion Boris, seeking reassurance. He gave me a confident nod and motioned upwards. We were taking cover in one of the buildings and would try to take out the troops hiding upstairs. Adrenaline coursed through my veins as we scaled the stairs with unparalleled speed and dexterity. The rumbling sound of the German tanks rose over the noise of small arms fire and artillery shells. The German tank battalion had arrived. "Panzer Vor!!!" A loudspeaker resonated from the German line. Realising the advantage of higher ground, we hastened our climb to the top floor.We turned the final round of stairs, with Boris ahead as usual. Abruptly, Boris stopped dead in his tracks. Slowly, he laid his rifle down on the unforgiving concrete floor and raised his hands. The sound of a pistol cocking echoed around the stairwell. Beads of perspiration trickled down my forehead as the sudden raw realization dawned on my tormented soul. Swiftly, I ducked back down the stairwell as two pairs of scuff hairy arms pushed Boris into the room. For the first time in the war, I was at loss of what to do... To be continued :)

Finally these compulsive druggers are gonna get some cold turkey and are being sent for rehabilitation ;) Great work Semyon!!! I like your style ;) "Hello Tankers!!!" ;)

Who is playing in the Grand Final? NooBest?

The Last Flag Silently, he crept towards our base. Jolting to action, I shoved a nitrogen oxide compound into my well worn cylinder as he grabbed our flag. With a vengeance, I sprayed him with my fiery breath and attached a small metal clutch to my barrel as he donned his Kevlar plates. A red snaking trail of nano robots stretched towards me. We raced ahead, molten metal trailing behind the flag bearer as the two flags neared each other. With blind determination, I braved the merciless onslaught of an enemy machine gun, battering my already stricken body. It was now or never.

Michaelbooster, if you write it as such, it is no longer 1 word and I don't think that's counted as a keyword.

A lousy workman blames his tools. But then again, with that said, i do think it isn't really fair to change the stats after one has bought an item. It is like buying a ferrari and the manufacturers change the engine to a lambo with no refund. Some will like it, some wont, but i do not think it is fair because you are essentially changing what that tanker has paid for. (it's akin to buying a different thing altogether). I agree that in such a circumstance, one has to change one's gamestyle/ gameplay, BUT, bear in mind that one did not buy something with hard earned crystals (or money) to adapt to the item in question. If you buy a ferrari, you expect a ferrari. (using this because it is an internationally known brand). If you buy a touring car, the manufacturer cannot alter it to a rally car without your consent. Same concept should be applied to games (tanki). All this is IMO, i know some people may disagree, and that is fine. I just started tanki about a month ago and therefore, am not qualified to comment on the OPness of any particular m1-m3 item. As of now, i have yet to purchase a m1 hull/turret XD. Just giving my 2 cents worth on the altering of stats without refund. I totally sympathise with fellow tankers who are experiencing, in their opinion, (bear in mind that they bought those items to suit their particular style of gameplay) nerfed weapons or have to alter their gameplay due to the altered stats. For those who are happy with the update and feel their weapons have been buffed, congratulations :) All in all, tanki is still just a game meant for us to escape reality or spend our leisure time. It is really fun, but do not let it consume you and take it too seriously (sometimes to the extent of losing sleep or raging the whole day!) Good day everyone, and i look forward to a wonderful tanki career! :)

I really want to buy crystals via sms (my only option since i am a minor and my parents aren't that supportive of paying for games). However, this service isn't available in Singapore (Singtel). Please make it available if there are enough players here! I really want to buy crystals!!! Please