"That's it I quit," War let rip
"These humans
have us begging for scraps.
How can we orchestrate
great climatic battles,
when these degenerate
evolved apes keep thinking of better traps"
"I'm with War on this,
I say we just disband.
It's not like anything we can plan
makes a blind bit of difference."
Conquest bows in defeat
"So, what you are trying to say,
is that by being evil,
they have actually managed
to stop judgement day?
That Armageddon
is no longer on its way?
Well, I guess I could
partake in a little holiday,
Sip some of these drinks
I've seen them tipple away"
Famines head is already on the beach.
"Fools! Do you really think
the higher ups will accept this?
Heads will roll, we need to think up a plan
as soon as possible.
Though a holiday would be nice.
Get some sun to these bones,
it is all starting.to grate."
Death secretly liked the idea of a break,
it's been thousands of years,
it all starts to grind at your gears.
"Meow"
*Daisy the cat had all of the answers,
It would be so simple,
if only they would listen to her,
but alas they never paid her any dues,
and she wasn't about
to offer any clues.
She saw a can
on the edge of the table
and with a quick swipe
knocked it to the floor.*
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