Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20170514033014/@comment-29637681-20170517165427

Adder rolls his eyes and stares at Lucious rolling around in the mud.

"Anyways, we wanted to come here and warn you both about the Amargasaurus stampedes," Cinder states.

"recently the herds of Amargasaurus have migrated down here and wrecked our habitats. there must be someone behind this; they can't just walk down here by themselves."

"I know. I came here to warn Lucious."

Lucious stops rolling around and looks up. "Who?"

"Yeah, you. I warned you about the Amargasaurus."

"tHeRe'S a FuCkInG aSsAsSiN oN tHe LoOsE!" Lucious mimics.

"Good. Great. Fucking beautiful." Cinder shakes her head, her makeshift "hood" falling apart. "Here we are in a warzone and nobody even cares."

There is silence.

Adder picks up some food. A fish for CInder, a Quagga leg for Lucious, three ferns for Stalagmite, and a small crocodile for Adder. "Enjor this food while you can, this might be our last lunch ever. All the food goes to the Outlaws, so in the rare case that we do find food, make it count."

Everyone solemnly eats their share. Stalagmite eats some of his food, stops, eats again, then stops, before eating again.

"Are you gonna finish that?" Lucious asks.

"for the last time, yes! i am eating all of my food!"

"Well, excuse me! It appears that you can never make up your mind; always starting, stopping, then starting before stopping again!"

"is there anything wrong with savoring one's food?"

"I would really expect you to shove it all down your throat in an endless chasm of gluttony."

"liar!"

"Please excuse me while I take a break so that I don't have to take lessons on how to eat from the likes of y--"

"SHHH!"

All three look up from their food, and sees another posse of dinosaurs. This is their life; forever hated, forever hunted, forever despised. They are constantly attacked by various gangs who seek their bodies, allowing them to continue their destructive methods undeterred.

The same Dryptosaurus from earlier steps out of the shadows. Behind him are a Gallimimus, a Einiosaurus, a Hylaeosaurus, two Monolophosaurus, four Gryposaurus, and a Lascovaugus.

"'Now we go' al' four o' ya togethe'! Don' worry, this time it'dll only hurt a lot!"

Cinder coughs lazily, knowing that they possess almost no threat.

Lucious, however, thinks otherwise.

"We are gravely outnumbered," he grumbles, in a call back to Charizard.

The others chime in as well.

"When are we ever not gravely outnumbered?" Adder asks back, clearly having fun roleplaying as Butch.

"Fair point...Ready?"

The four step back.

"ready? they interrupted my food! nobody interrupts my food and lives!"

All four charge forward at the posse, ready to shave a head or two.

The war never ends; it always continues year after year. When you're only a band of four misfits going up against a posse of brutish carnivores, you must always be ready to die, and should you ever die you must make it a worthy death...