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"We on way to Brute-monkey planet. Ar-bee-ter want us glass it."
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"Coooolll." he says, loading his shotgun. "We make instant dubstep replay of glassing?" he asks.
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Flapyap nods. "Yes, yes. And sell on internet. Lots money!"
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"Yay! Destruction and money!"
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Flapyap nods. "Yes, yes! We land on planet and loot?"
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He shrugs, slinging the shotgun over his back. "Shoot and loot."
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Flapyap nods. "We be there in hours. Want lunch?"
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"Yes. Lunch sounds amazing." Pip said, having not eaten in a while.
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Flapyap leads him to the lunch room, where several grunts are drinking from large food nipples hanging from the ceiling.
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Pip looks for food he can eat. "I don't see sandwiches."
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Flapyap shows him to the sandwich dispenser.
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"Ah. This makes more sense." he says, dispensing a pile of sandwiches.
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Flapyap eats a food nipple.
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Pip dives into the huge pile, gobbling up sandwiches with no consequence.
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Flapyap finishes his food nipple.
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Pip burps from inside the pile.
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Flapyap timeskips to when the battlebis about to start.
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Pip somehow got a hold on an RPG-7. "Raahh! Time to kill mean Brutes!"
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Flapyap is now wearing a Rambo bandana and is wielding two fuel rod cannons. "Yes yes! Loot and splode!"
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"Slosions!" he says. "Where Brutes?"
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"Brutes on planet. We board Phantoms and kill them!"