1, face palm plus elbow in front part of other elbow and hit people
2, belt strangle
3, hair grows, power
4, tell bad jokes to kill people.
Note: This is not supposed to resemble planet of the apes.
Day 1:
There had been a report of a bunch of identical men patrolling the area, facepalming and putting their elbows in the front part of the other elbow and trying to hit people with this limited range. They had a backup belt that was held in a sword holder just in case they needed to strangle someone. And the last person who had been there had insulted one of their hair, and was turned into hair for the Daves to keep.
We were on our way there with our group of 1000 people on some planes.
"Someone pick up the phone!" Our sergeant yelled as the phone rang.
I ran to the phone.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Do you guys know what the best part about switzerland?" The person on the other end said.
"Actually, I have been planning a vacation there. What is it like?" I asked.
"I do not know, but the flag is a big plus!" The person on the other side of the phone said.
The plane blew up by the force of the dumb joke, killing many.
"We are going down! Jimmy, Jump out first, You're the only one that can stop them!" The sergeant ordered.
It was true, I had been trained in the art of Dave before he had started a cult.
I grabbed a parachute, and jumped.
Sergeant, Gersch, Jessie, and Amber all managed to jump before the plane crashed.
"Open your parachute, Jimmy!" Sergeant yelled.
I reached for my chute before hitting the ground.
"OW." I wimpered.
"Idiot." Gersch said.
I got up, realizing how low I fell from.
Close one. I thought.
As we walked towards the crash, We heard screaming sounds.
We started running and heard the screaming clearer.
"No, NO, NOO! Not the JOKES! PLEASE, STOP TELLING ME JOKES!" We heard Private Vic plead.
"Oh god, Just listen to the torture, It's too much for Vic!" Sergeant cried, feeling Vic's pain.
When we got there, we found just what was described.
There were only 20 of the Daves there, But they had massacred at least 500.
I guessed the other 200-400 people escaped.
But the sight of the daves was scary.
They were doing their facepalm, elbow in elbow and punch thing or FEEAPT.
But they were doing it to everyone.
"Hey look, A survivor." One said.
"Hey Private, My friend drinks brake fluid." One said.
"Really, that sounds unhealthy." The private said.
"Do not worry, He says he can stop anytime." The Dave responded.
The Private Promptly died due to the joke.
"Our leader will be pleased." One of the Daves said.
Sargeant passed down some noise cancelling earmuffs.
"Put these on and talk through your mics. Use your motion detectors." Sarge instructed.
everyone else put them on. Not me. I was immune to the jokes.
Day 2:
