CHAPTER 27: Killimanjaro.
Karoll Vizuet: "OMFG, what the hell is that?"
Rafaél Chickenwings: "it's my sweet pet Lamarr"
Lamarr: -chirps-
Karoll: "it's a freakishly gigantic chicken" –looking up at it-
Rafaél: "no, it's a t-rex" –petting Lamarr- "I brought her here because I don't think I'll be coming back home anytime soon..."
Rocket Birb: "my lord, an MBA convoy has entered the city; I believe they're after us" –having suddenly approached them-
Rafaél: "I don't want to leave this city... it's incredibly charming; there's something about it I can't put in words. Besides, it's regular sized; it's from before the red aliens evolved into midgets, isn't it? we won't find many places like this on this planet"
Rocket: "Yes, my lord; this city was in fact abandoned tens of millions of years ago. Due to becoming a nightmarish dystopia, in which transorganic research caused red citizens to mutate in all sorts of undesirable ways and even completely lose their minds and themselves; causing the city to fall in total violence and chaos. But thanks to their sacrifice, we can enjoy perfected transorganism today"
Rafaél: "So that's where the city's charm comes from; I've always had a soft spot for creepy places haunted by death. Hey luv; could you kill a bunch of MBA avians and wolves for me?" –winks playfully at her-
Karoll: "Oh, I don't know..." –looks down shyly while burring her toes in the sand as a tender gesture-
Rafaél: "Don't be mean, honey; help us defend the city so we can get to play tonight" –grabs one of her ass-cheeks by daringly slapping it with wild delight-
Karoll: -giggles- "Alright, love"
Then they have a gay old time defending the city against the MBA and killing to their heart's contempt.
Rafaél: "Oh shit! We have to leave the city anyway; I forgot there was a peaceful Protisto community we can raid for Protisto recruits. And yeah, that means more regular sized buildings on this planet"
Rocket: "you're right, my lord; let's go get Protisto soldiers for our cause"