“You want us to help you kill that Thing!?” Tyrant just wanted a refreshing walk. A nice walk in the frozen pine forest that turned into a fuckin hike to running for your life in less time it takes to snap a child’s neck. [What, what the fuck?]

“Yes it has been killing any and all livestock and animals it comes across.” the griffin king was desperate for help so he asked the only ones that he thought looked capable “look my scouts told me that-” he pointed to the pistol in Tyrants holster. “-blew the brains out of a big black bird.”

“The moa?” he thought the moa he shot “it was just a mere hatchling”

“So?... It still died”

...

“Fine I’ll do it”

[uh... Shit hold up]

[two hours later]

“Tyrant to Iron grape fuck, Tyrant to Iran rape foot.” Tyrant not even holding the radio correctly or even the talk button tried to contact the frigate

“It’s Iron greatsword...” bullet corrected

“Shut up. Irish potato hammer!”

“Oh for the love-” Bullet grabbed the radio held it properly and spoke into it “Iron Greatsword, Iron Greatsword. I need you to deliver a weapons drop on these coordinates-” tyrant faking the stupidity was able to make his friend call the order so he can get a meal “-342 bearing 122 in the large fort and look for tyrants stupid IR marker”

“Uh...” the certain little girl replied

“... Damnit.”

“Sorry”

“Ah it’s okay, can you get Lance please.”

“Okay...” there was the sound of the patter of feet on metal then there was an intercom and he waited

Sitting on a wall made by the griffon’s, Tyrant was able to relax staring at beautiful frozen woods with a fried squirrel on a stick then he realized how far the frigate was. Though he can bearly see the thing from here he can see that supercarrier lighting up the sky with a blueish hue... Its night already.? Ah okay

[Bob]

“Someones fucking with my realm” Bob still sitting in front of the screen where there’s just an empty tent, he moved inside and walked to the disturbance. It’s not too far away when he sees the state of the ponies: it’s frozen. The only type of pony he sees are soldiers, their armor is made with scrap and dinner ware, their weapons are mostly shattered or rusted and he senses much hatred... How does he sense hate? What?

Walking to a blueish tent with a large crescent moon he opened only to be-

”Hazzah I can move my moon-”

“”Shut the fuck up!!” Bob’s angry yelling is heard almost all through the small continent

[Tyrant]

“Oh shit what the fuck.” the man said

“Aye, you ape man what did you do”

“I did nothing” tyrant actually confused already seems he’s gotten in trouble.

[bullet]

Bullet Completely ignoring the loud shout because Bullet was busy. [No shit] he was waving in the condor carrying a crate and a gauss turret in the back

“Haven’t seen one of those in a while” he mused

“What is that!!”

“Oh uh this is what will help us kill the beast” Bullet answered the griffon guard’s questions after a few minutes.

“Are you a soldier?”

“Why yes, I am-”

Tyrant walking past the distracted marine and started waving the ship down

The condor set the crate down making a dull thud and he put in the code for it to open.

The sound of a door hissing open made Bullet squeal and collapse.

“Uh... What” was all the griffon said

Tyrant ignoring Bullet made his way in the crate and what he saw made it him want to squeal but not in fright but in joy

There sitting on the racks were 14mm snipers heavy caliber machineguns AR’s BR’s DMR’s Rocket launchers and he had a confused face when he saw what the others somehow stuffed inside: a mantis. Its 20mm cannons and rockets gleaming in the light while the armor plating had zero scratches but that would change after this battle

And unsurprising to Bullet. Tyrant knew how to pilot one.

[the Guta]

Sleep... Sleep... Snore... Hunger...

Were all the things it feels right now then it was awoken by a yell

Anger... Hunger...

[oh shit he’s hangry]

*sniff* *sniff*

Fire? And the bird, no, human... Yes human... Getting his fat ass up he started to walk towards the scent

[the tyrant: Tyrant]

*Sneeze* “ugh what?” Tyrant loading into the mantis while the others helped teach the griffons to use the simpler weapons were getting ready to hunt for the Guta.

And they didn’t have to search for long

[to be continued when i feel like it]

Author's Note

yes, more than a week in the making... mostly me fucking around in rust and Garry's mod but yeah!

uh damn