Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190330012716/@comment-27344811-20190402113557

Meanwhile, outside the metaverse....

"Hey, uh, boss.?"

"What is it, Larry?" Ludwig sighs.

"There are giant metal monsters going towards that big metal thing in the distance."

"So? Not our problem."

"Iggy went after them."

"oh god dammi-" --- Hun-Gurr drools in anticipation as the Terrorcons approach one of the Obelisks. "Yess... I can smell it! Energy constantly being made.... it's an endless meal!"

"Yeah but ah boss how's- how we gonna get that stuff??" Cutthroat rotates his wing shoulders. "We have no freakin' idea how to get the treats inside."

"I'm glad you mentioned that, Cutthroat." Hun-Gurr snarls as he clamps a jaw around Cutthroat's leg, spins him, and chucks him up at the Obelisk. The bird monster lands with a smack, but grabs on. "FIND A WAY IN!" Hun-Gurr barks over the commlink.