Killing Nazis for fun!

[PocketRikimaru]

Anyway looks like ripping the nazi in twane with super strength won! 100% vote support!
---
Flexing your rippling biceps, you grasp the gibbering Nazi's shoulders, and riiiip.
Well, it wasn't really a ripping sound, more like crunching of pig bones breaking, a wash of blood and squishiness. In one hand you held is left side, the other, his right. Unfortunately it seemed uneven, but ultimately it was a success.
It appeared that the gibbering and noise and absence of their guard-member had attracted attention, as you heard two goose steppers coming towards your position.
Thinking quickly, you prepared for adding another two to your avenge list.

[] Rushing to the side of the doorway, ready to ambush them, taking advantage of your camouflage power.
[] Preparing a rune formation with Hans' blood and bones, and inviting a minor Angel of Death to help
[] Just standing there, facing the entry, ready to destroy their morale by tanking the bullets without damage then punching them dead
[] Shapeshifting into a multi-winged lion with eyes of burning coal
[] Pressing hands together and launching metal spikes at them
[] write-in

 

[PocketRikimaru]

May as well have all three succeed, might encourage people to do drive by voting or something and I like having more ways to kill nazi's.
--
Bones, blood and limbs. Formation is important. That's it, Hans' legs make the top and bottom of the Samekh, and his arms make up the sides. Now, as I put the rest of the limbs making up a Nun in the middle, chant: הו, אולי תשלח מלאך שיעזור לי להציל את עמך מן המדכא (oh father, may you send an angel to help me save your people from the oppressor)
As you chanted and felt a whisper answer, the approaching steps grew louder, and you flood your body with concentrated fury that had briefly abated due to satisfied bloodlust. But... you were mad. Bronze fur grew from every part of your body, legs got longer, hands became paws with large claws, and, within a few more seconds, the transformation was complete. Large wings, hot glowing coals of eyes. Steps were almost here.
The moment the two nazis walked in, your roar deafened the area, extending your wings fully, and the enemy were absolutely petrified, not moving as you padded slowly towards them, until the last moment. One managed to point their weapon at you and shot, but the bullet refracted off your fur without effect.

Jaws extended,
teeth descended
Nazis expended.

The minor angel of death needs to know your priorities, so that they might fulfill their role most effectively.
[] write in
[] kill any Nazi that steps foot near the Ghetto
[] kill any Nazi soldier they lie eyes on without priority
[] follow and eliminate ranged threats

What do you personally do?
[] just hunt, your like your wing'd form
[] prowl on ground causing a nuisance
[] talk to your people, helping direct a revolt
[] write in