Goonhub
05-01-2015, 03:56 AM
Cheetos was a brave brave soul trying his hardest to stop the monkeys from taking over the station, he took it upon himself to go into the monkeys base, to try and stop the rebellion.
Monkeys began to attack him ferociously. They grabbed his flamethrower after he managed to get off one burst, lighting a couple of fire. The ringleader was still alive and soon pushed him to the floor, in the process of this the monkey grabbed his flamethrower, the killer of so many monkeys before him. He then started beating Cheetos in the face and chest with the flamethrower, desperate to stop the killing of his people.
I decided I couldn't sit on sidelines anymore. I decided to go in there and help Cheetos. I had now seen the true power of this monkey rebellion. As I ran in, throwing punches, swinging a fire extinguisher and wrestling with the ring leader desperately trying to get the flamethrower out of his engaged paws.
It soon became apparent that the monkeys were far too powerful for just me, Cheetos had already exhaled his final breath at this point. I had to get out. I had to light the beacons and somehow get help. Grabbing onto and slapping my last 2 styptic patches I gathered enough strength to beat one final monkey to death before passing out from the ravage onslaught.
After walking through the pearly white gates of GoonHeaven I watched over Cheetos and My corpse. I watched the Genetics staff who surely didn't see the evil we saw in the monkeys grab our limp bodies and throw them into the reclaimer.
For some reason they did not see us as heroes, only as monkey murderers.
Not the hero they deserved.
but the hero they needed.
Monkeys began to attack him ferociously. They grabbed his flamethrower after he managed to get off one burst, lighting a couple of fire. The ringleader was still alive and soon pushed him to the floor, in the process of this the monkey grabbed his flamethrower, the killer of so many monkeys before him. He then started beating Cheetos in the face and chest with the flamethrower, desperate to stop the killing of his people.
![[Image: d18ffc5d30.png]](http://puu.sh/hxpUa/d18ffc5d30.png)
I decided I couldn't sit on sidelines anymore. I decided to go in there and help Cheetos. I had now seen the true power of this monkey rebellion. As I ran in, throwing punches, swinging a fire extinguisher and wrestling with the ring leader desperately trying to get the flamethrower out of his engaged paws.
It soon became apparent that the monkeys were far too powerful for just me, Cheetos had already exhaled his final breath at this point. I had to get out. I had to light the beacons and somehow get help. Grabbing onto and slapping my last 2 styptic patches I gathered enough strength to beat one final monkey to death before passing out from the ravage onslaught.
![[Image: 1d6f136f5d.png]](http://puu.sh/hxq4c/1d6f136f5d.png)
After walking through the pearly white gates of GoonHeaven I watched over Cheetos and My corpse. I watched the Genetics staff who surely didn't see the evil we saw in the monkeys grab our limp bodies and throw them into the reclaimer.
For some reason they did not see us as heroes, only as monkey murderers.
Not the hero they deserved.
but the hero they needed.