Mediocre Moose Maulings!!
You point to the top of the hill.
It's Orpheus, in traditional moose warrior garb. And by that, I mean he's wearing the flesh of the grand moose.
OH crap, he's got a tomahawk.
"Orpheus! Stop fulfilling your creepy desires to be a furry and kill those warriors so that we can slay and devour their young. Orpheus scowls and begins screaming as he wields his little axe and hurls it into Jane's forehead, who promptly falls over.
"Way to go, moron! You ruined my chance to become ruler of the Moose land!"
Nate lets out a fizzed, staticy scream as his robotic heart begins slowing down.
"Wh-wryy ha-zt no one he-eeee-lped me?!"
"Brother Moose, I admit I had assisted in the murder of your chief, but I want to repent myself, by stopping the fat, pale, menace!"
Ah man, that's the exact description of you.
"Orpheus, you can't even crush in the skull of an excited and enraged fully grown moose with one stomp of your bare feet under pressure. How can you possibly kill me?"
And then Orpheus pulled out a cigarette.
"Orpheus, what are you doing with that?"
"Karmic retribution!" And then Orpheus quickly lit the tobacco thingy and ran forward, aiming at your eye.
The final show down.
It's Orpheus, in traditional moose warrior garb. And by that, I mean he's wearing the flesh of the grand moose.
OH crap, he's got a tomahawk.
"Orpheus! Stop fulfilling your creepy desires to be a furry and kill those warriors so that we can slay and devour their young. Orpheus scowls and begins screaming as he wields his little axe and hurls it into Jane's forehead, who promptly falls over.
"Way to go, moron! You ruined my chance to become ruler of the Moose land!"
Nate lets out a fizzed, staticy scream as his robotic heart begins slowing down.
"Wh-wryy ha-zt no one he-eeee-lped me?!"
"Brother Moose, I admit I had assisted in the murder of your chief, but I want to repent myself, by stopping the fat, pale, menace!"
Ah man, that's the exact description of you.
"Orpheus, you can't even crush in the skull of an excited and enraged fully grown moose with one stomp of your bare feet under pressure. How can you possibly kill me?"
And then Orpheus pulled out a cigarette.
"Orpheus, what are you doing with that?"
"Karmic retribution!" And then Orpheus quickly lit the tobacco thingy and ran forward, aiming at your eye.
The final show down.