>>5276465“Okay,” Art huffs, clearly still peeved about the flashback thing, “So like I said, the museum was a shitshow.”
Hold on a sec, you interrupt–’WAS’? Where the heck are they all now?
“Uh, we LEFT.” Art scoffs, as if you just asked what color grass is. “You don’t get it, Stan-”
No, you frown, HE doesn’t get it–you gave the BRO SQUAD a very important task: ‘Investigate the Museum So That Syb Won’t Geek Out About It’! So why aren’t they still investigating?
“We DID, okay!?” Art snaps, sending Lil’ Stanley scrambling up your pant leg in shock! “We snuck in past a friggin’ army of ANIMAL SKELETONS–they’re still ALIVE, by the way–and the minute we got into the main lobby we were jumped by DINOSAURS!”
“Wait a minute… Dinosaurs?” Syb asks, eyes glowing with interest. “What kind? Could they talk? Did they mention any feathers or-”
“Yea, didn’t really have time to ask.” The Rent-A-Cop replies. “We were too busy running and gunning for our lives. They chased us into the Civil War exhibit–that sucked too-”
Is he gonna bitch and moan all day or is he gonna get to the important stuff?
“You don’t get it, Stan–there were these Confederates in there and they were being really RACIST to Gus and Ed, and-”
Yea yea, you groan, try being a GIRL some time, alright? So they got their butts kicked by old people–what happened next?
“We didn’t get our butts kicked–we just… you know what? Forget it. We ended up in the Atlantis exhibit after taking down a few cavalry units–that’s when things got REALLY nasty.”
“There was a T-RE-”
“Shut UP, Ed! I’m talking to Syb and Stan!” Art hisses! “But yea, we found those Atlantean Scouts… or what was left of them.”
“Eddie mentioned a T-REX?” Sybil asks, still riding the dino high! “Do tell!”
“Nice job SPOILING it, Ed.” Tucker mutters.
“Yea, there’s a T-REX.” Art sighs. “And from the remains we found, it doesn’t seem to have any allegiances going with the Atlanteans.”
“Didn’t want to be friends with us, either!” Eddie adds, shouting like a kid who just got off a roller coaster. “Art fended it off a bit with his grenade launcher and Gus dropped a pterodactyl model on it, but it kept truckin’! You shoulda’ been there, Stan!”
Damn it, you snarl, shaking your fist at your side, you SHOULD have! Stupid burden of leadership!
“ANYWAYS,” Continues Art, “We picked up some of those SEA CLOAKS from them along with these nifty STAVES–we tested them out and they shoot MAGIC ORBS out of the top–we think they track enemies, or something!”
Yep, you sigh, you really should have been there… Maaaan....
>CONTD. 