Trotsky, Stalin and i were the main protagonists behind the Communist Revolution but mad Joe was very much the brawn and it was Trotsky and i who were the brains but Stalin outlived us both, mostly due to Trotsky finding an ice pick stuck in his head and me having a series of strokes and dying six years after taking power. I did feel what Communism needed was a massive building so designed the tallest building in the World shaped like a cube, topped by a pyramid with a cylinder shape leaning over it surrounded by rotating steel helices and outfitted with a giant projector to project propaganda onto clouds on overcast days.
Due to it being barking mad it obviously didn't happen but like all good leaders there was an assassination attempt on my life, this one by a woman called Fanny Kaplan who was ticked at us banning her Socialist party and thinking the best way to get her party back on track was to take me out.
So she fired three shots at me but i survived and showed her and her pals by having them all assassinated to prove that i could and promised that i would kill the crap out of anyone who opposed us but our Revolution could have faltered there if she had succeeded and Joseph Stalin wouldn't have been around to drag Russia kicking and screaming into whatever he dragged them into, i was too busy having a series of strokes to notice.
After i died the peasantry took up my building weird buildings thread and went nutso for monuments to their fallen hero, displaying my corpse in a glass case wasn't good enough for these people who demanded something grand so Stalin blew up a beautiful church that was on the site for a 100-floor, 1,392-foot tower topped by a 260-foot-tall statue of me but the Nazis ruined things by starting a war for which materials were needed for railroads and military fortifications.
Unfortunately it never happened but ironically, they did build a replica of the church that was there in the first place.
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