Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20170514033014/@comment-29637681-20170628161703

I intended for her to be a regular dinosaur, like literally everybody else. After all, Jaigantic and Noonyeyz did yell at me last time I tried to set a curse on the Rift.

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Vulture climbs up Mount Kratakota for his next briefing. But when he reaches the cave, the Sinraptor guards are gone.

He is confused and explores farther. He does not find them. He reaches the very end, and sees them.

They both lie dead in front of the hallway. Their skulls and backbones are removed from their bodies, and their iron tails are plinged through their hearts. Blood, claws, bones, and fruit lay scattered around the room.

Then he sees his master.

Dead.

Old One Eye, the 160-year old Diplodocus, the mastermind of the Outlaws, is dead. There is a massive hole torn into his body, and his ribs are impaled through his neck.

Old One Eye sees Vulture and wakes up from his seemingly dead state. "The enemy...They have killed me. Neither Rebel nor Outlaw. Not even a Neutral. The enemy. Some evil force beyond compare...As he send my ribs through my neck...He told me his name..." Old One Eye chokes on his own blood. "His name...was...KITNAPSTILHUK..." His throat swells. He coughs, gasps, and shudders.

And he is still.

Vulture shakes his head in fright. His master dead in front of him...Not even a Rebel killed him...He begins to sweat, his eyes leak blood, and his mouth salivates. He goes mad from the name of the enemy. He screams to the sky, and he too falls to the ground, unconscious.

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Cold steel...

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Two Coelurus kneel at the lair and present a gear.

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"We ran out of metal."

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"GO! STEAL ALL OF THE METAL YOU CAN FIND! Just a few more gears...And it shall be done."

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"This doesn't seem right...What would the Outlaws want from a gear?" Adder tries to find logic behind what the hooded creature has with the Outlaws, and how they could be related.