Okay maybe this is kind of nice?
It's like I'm playing a sport that just got made up today. Even the most athletic doggos are doing about the same as me. Meanwhile, Carter is incinerating the floor with them, good for him and whatever. He didn't transform, so he's still walking on 4 legs.
I figured out that I could stick my front legs in some engine pistons and start socking the dog cultists. But some of them were copycats, so not happy about. Like I'm not just a deputy, I'm an innovator out here. Still, my hind legs are killing me.
WAIT A SCKFSECOND
HOLD ON
Ok were going over to this weather machine because we want to turn it off, right?
What happens after? Aren't I still gonna be cursed??
As if he reads my mind, Carter speaks up. "I hope the youngins will remember our sacrifice in later days. Even if we can't save ourselves, we can still save them. It's a shame, but it's a noble sentiment.
WHAT THE HJAAAGAA NOO
"Yeah, in the end the people we can save now are all that matters" I say, lyingly.
I'm gonna get to this Owie guy, and we gotta talk. A nice, quaint and productive chat. I'm gonna kill him.
YOU ARE READING
Deputy Doge.
FantasiThe sheriff of dogetown, deputy Doge noticed something strange he hasn't seen in all his doggo days. What is it you may ask? You have to read some deputy Doge to find out.
