Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20170514033014/@comment-29637681-20170521184517

"No, we don't need help. What we do need, however, is for you two to get out of here now. If the Outlaws catch us, they'll not only kill the six of us, but you two as well. So unless you don't value your life, I recommend you run as far awa--"

Adder is cut off by snarling.

Six Proceratosaurus drop down from the trees, their teeth glowing silver in the moonlight. Their gray feathers and red eyes made them look like wolves, and they snarled and howled like dogs.

The six run in a circle around the group of eight, but suddely stop and make the circle larger. Two figures run into the formation, one being The Great Bandit, the other being a blue, larger, female Proceratosaurus.

Adder recognizes her.

"Oh, it's you."

While The Great Bandit and Lucious start arguing, Adder stares at the Proceratosaurus.

"We found you, huh? 'Cause good old Midas over here told me! Ahuhuhuhuh...AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Ha. Eheheh..."

"Look, I don't like you, and I'm sure you don't like me. But can you please let us live for now so that we can get the fuck out of here?" Adder pleads.

"Sorry. Bonesaw's orders. This time...We'll kill you off for real! I want to..." she stared directly into Adder's eyes "...analyze you! And take your skull...then maybe your life!"

God, she sounds like a psychopath. "Uh, no, you will not take anybody's life, and if you think about doing so, you'll get punched so hard you fly into Hell!"

"Fair enough."

"So, what, are you going to leave us alone?"

"Naw, that would be too boring!"

"You know this weirdo?" Cinder asks.

"What, none of you heard of Gloom?" Adder answers back. "My worst enemy, bane of my existance ever since she captured my father Kragok, feared nocturnal assassin?"

"No."

"Listen," Gloom says. "We don't want you, Adder. We want your friends! We'll tie them up to a tree, dump oil down their throats, and set their bodies on fire! And what do we do after that, Midas?"

The Great Bandit stops arguing with Lucious to answer the question. "We eat 'em!"

"Oh, great, now I have to deal with three gangs coming after us. Nice. We're moving out for sure," Adder grumbles. "Oi, Lucious, you get the Ostricho-Mime, and I'll get the psychopathic little girl, sound good? Everyone else, get the Proeratosaurus!"