I Lenin takoy molodoy,

I yunyy — Oktyabr' vperedi!

And Lenin is young once again,
And the young October is ahead!

Your eyes do not deceive.
Robo-Lenin.

Today marks the 100th anniversary of the death of Vladimir Ulyanov, better known by his pen name, Lenin.

Undeniably an important figure of history, his theories and policies have led to dramatic shifts in the course of human history, for better or for worse.
To describe Lenin as strictly evil, much like believing him strictly good, is ignorant and passes up the lessons to be learned – all of them – from the communist experiment. What works, what doesn’t, and what we must know to move forward as a species.

This silly little thing is intended to be a light-hearted marker of the one-hundred years past, but I urge you to learn a thing or two about this interesting man. If there’s one thing the USSR got right, it was the importance of knowledge and the power it brings.

Backstory:

On the 30th of December 2023 the Moscow Kremlin was invaded by a large group of masked insurgents intent on ending the Russian Federation in its entirety. Leading them was a then-mysterious man later known by the comically generic name “Ivan Ilya Ivanovich”. While his name was ordinary, he himself was not.

A naturally-borne mutant of sorts, and generally regarded as not human at the genetic level, the coup’s success was inevitable. All important personnel inside the Kremlin, including Russian president Vladimir Putin, were taken prisoner. Initially thought to be a hostage-taking attempt, the Russian military surrounded the red-brick fortress and demanded their release.
It was then that the airwaves lit up, a message was sent to the world, and the play was revealed:

The politicians weren’t the hostages.
The country was.

Nuclear silos around the country, or at least the ones that still functioned, had been stormed through meticulous planning. Getting the launch codes was no challenge to Ivanovich, his ability to read people makes him virtually a mind-reader of feelings and emotions. He knew when he was given a fake code, and kept pressing until he got the correct ones.

The Russian people were given an ultimatum: accept the new rule, or perish under the vengeful fury their own country’s nuclear stockpile. The insurgents, Ivan said, won either way, for he didn’t particularly care for Russia as it were, and wished to see it either wholly reformed or removed entirely from world affairs.

The manifesto went out, and the people made their decision.

By the middle of 2024 over forty million people had fled the newly-formed Soviet Union’s sole republic, the Russian Soviet Socialist Republic. Those that stayed were pleasantly surprised by Ivan’s extremely centralized rule. The man knew what he was capable of and pressed his advantages. For once, the planned economy actually outperformed capitalist economies around the world, and by an enormous margin considering the devastation left by decades of corruption and rot. The efficiency was unrivaled, and while re-developing the country, intending to lead the world into a new form of Socialism by example, a fair deal of disposable funding was built up. Sure, the Soviet citizens were a bit miffed that resources were, once again, being spent on such frivolous things as more military development, but they knew all too well that even with those expenses they were better off that they ever could’ve been under the old regime.

The best part?

They stand in Red Square and yell “Ivan Ivanovich looks like a turnip!” and at most they’d get some police officer telling them to “stop being a disturbance” and to “please put your pants back on”.

Technology advanced, in no small part due to the president’s uncanny ability to seemingly always make the right suggestions to the state’s Research and Development teams.

A colossal aircraft carrier, the Apocalypse-class Apollyon, was launched. 915 meters long and displacing two million tonnes, secret techniques to build enormous displacements at comparatively minimal cost put the world’s largest rubber ducky (not literally) into the world’s waterways because Ivan said so.

Three beyond-state-of-the-art stealth fighter jets, the 124s, were spread around the country’s borders like mythical guardians, scaring off just about anything that could dare attack them. The only thing the F-22 has on them is numbers.

A program in partnership with the USA produced advanced robots in the form of the SAAR (Soviet And American Robot) series. SAAR-5, the crown jewel, somehow, somehow, became sentient. Because yes, apparently.

All of these things made the new Soviet Union, unofficially nicknamed the Soviet Unity, a leader in world conscious. People got a bit sick of it at times, pleading other to stop posting about the Soviet Union, because they were tired of seeing it. But still, it wouldn’t go away. It would never go away.

All of these things… weren’t enough for Ivan. He was just too silly. Silly goofy, even. Silly goofy wacky, perchance.

On the 21st of January 2028, the 104th anniversary of Lenin’s death, the mausoleum of the famed revolutionary was raided. The body was gone.

A year later, a shape was seen hovering above the Moscow skyline. Against the backdrop of the newly-come night, at 6:50 PM, wings were spread wide.

And Lenin was young once again.

Please don’t start fights over this. History is grey, and so is this man. Take it elsewhere.

This statue is non-functioning. It should be fully poseable, with some difficulty. Some joints are buried, such as in the feet, so you may have to peak inside parts. Always start at the end of a limb and work your way up. SimplePlanes is not a 3D modeling program, so it’s a miracle that even this is possible.

This is my first statue ever in this game, so I hope it’s up to standard. The head alone took me about four hours alone, with a few breaks throughout.

Neutral-posed version can be found Here