WHAM BAM SHOVE A BULLET UP MACAW'S SNOUT | Vol. 2

I really don't have any idea what the title should be

Darth_Firestar: Has anyone got weapon reserves or an armory to bunker in? Mine has no space for a single person in it.

Poppet: Mine's full of dead bodies and weapons.

RandomShipper: I keep all my poison in there, but I have a bit of space.

Darth_Firestar: Don't you hide your dead bodies, Poppet?

RandomShipper: Do YOU?

Darth_Firestar: Uh duh, I'm not leaving evidence.

Poppet: Of course I hide my dead bodies. Those are the less important ones.

Darth_Firestar: What's your kill count then? *bolts into armory and slams door shut*

RandomShipper: I don't think they can count that many dead bodies.

Darth_Firestar: Easy, count the legs and divide by two.

*loud banging noise*

Darth_Firestar: Wow, they really want us in jail.

Poppet: Of course they do, we're criminals!

Darth_Firestar: Then they really suck at catching us.

RandomShipper: We're not criminals Poppet, we're VIGILANTES, ridding the world of a putrid species!

Poppet: Species? There are MORE?

RandomShipper: I sure hope not.

Darth_Firestar: Yeah, and we're better at it than Deathbringer! ...Do not tell him I said that.

RandomShipper: I'll be the chaotic good I am and won't tell Deathbringer...

But I'll tell Joy.

Poppet: Let's hope she doesn't try and make us prove it.

Darth_Firestar: Let's go, I'll prove it.

Poppet: You're gonna get your butt kicked

Darth_Firestar: Maybe, but I'll learn a lot. Maybe we can ditch those stupid agents for good.

RandomShipper: Don't forget that I'm going to get in trouble too.

Darth_Firestar: That sounds like a you problem. Are you coming or what?

Poppet: Fine...let's go.