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Thanksgiving special POG
Last time on Tomfoolerous Occurrences…
The return of General Grievous from Genndy Tartakovsky’s Star Wars: Clone Wars miniseries from 2003!
(Consultant Indoraptor: Wait. Are you GENERAL GRIEVOUS FROM GENNDY TARTAKOVSKY'S STAR WARS: CLONE WARS MINISERIES FROM 2003?!
2003 Grievous: Yes.)
Two other Grievouses who are NOT from Genndy Tartakovsky’s Star Wars: Clone Wars miniseries from 2003!
(TCW Grievous: You fool! You underestimate our power!
RotS Grievous: *coughing* We've been trained in your *more coughing* Jedi arts by Count *asthma intensifies* Dooku!)
And…the return of old friends and a giant crab mech!
(Senator Armstrong (in the mech): You like it? Meet the Metal Gear EXCELSUS, rebuilt from the ashes! It'll be perfect for annihilating you once and for all!)
And now…we move on with the story.
After their encounter with the Metal Gear EXCELSUS, Consultant Indoraptor and 2003 Grievous are walking through the MGR World when the god hybrid thing stops in his tracks.
2003 Grievous: What’s wrong?
Consultant Indoraptor: I wanna kill something again.
2003 Grievous: Well, there was that Alphadon that caught a whiff of me 🤨 earlier. You wanna go back and see if we can find it?
Consultant Indoraptor: Nah, I’m thinking we go bigger. Something out of this world.
He turns towards his cyborg friend.
Consultant Indoraptor: We’re going back in time to 66 million years ago to get the meteorite that killed the dinosaurs OFF THE MENU.
2003 Grievous: Wha–
Consultant Indoraptor then turns his head at Mach 1943458645430 towards the camera.
Consultant Indoraptor: That’s right. We’re going back in time to 66 million years ago to get the meteorite that killed the dinosaurs OFF THE MENU!
2003 Grievous:...What the fuck?
Consultant Indoraptor: Ok, so here’s the plan. Since I can create portals that travel through time and space itself, cause I’m like a god and shit, I’m gonna make one that sends us back to the day the meteorite struck Earth. Once we’re there, I’m gonna charge up a laser strong enough to utterly obliterate the meteorite, thereby preventing the K-Pg mass extinction event. How does that sound? Any questions?
2003 Grievous:...
Consultant Indoraptor: I didn’t think so. Now–
2003 Grievous: Wait!
Consultant Indoraptor: What?
2003 Grievous: I actually have several questions. First off, why? As in, what’s the point of destroying the meteorite? What significant events will occur upon destroying the meteorite?
Consultant Indoraptor: Well, it’s quite si–
2003 Grievous: Before you mention the dinosaurs that were killed off, look around you! There’s dinosaurs EVERYWHERE! Don’t tell me you already forgot about the Great Reviving?
Consultant Indoraptor: I didn’t, but–
2003 Grievous: Second, WHY? Just…WHY? I mean–
Consultant Indoraptor: SHUT THE ACTUAL FUCK UP AND LET ME TALK DUMBASS
2003 Grievous: Ok, fine. What?
Consultant Indoraptor: I realize I don’t have to destroy the meteorite, but I want to see how powerful I am against it.
2003 Grievous: So it’s a dick-measuring contest?
Consultant Indoraptor: Yes. And if I hear you complaining about this one more time, I’m destroying you too.
2003 Grievous: Fine, then. Let’s go.
Consultant Indoraptor creates a portal, which the duo hop into.
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Consultant Indoraptor and 2003 Grievous hop out of the portal, right in the middle of the Yucatán Peninsula. It doesn’t take long for them to notice the meteor in the sky, heading in their direction.
2003 Grievous: Look what you fucking got us into! You know, if this were the CIS and I was your superior, I’d certainly execute now right here and now!
Consultant Indoraptor: Relax, I got this. If I didn’t know I could destroy a 10-kilometer hunk of rock hurtling towards us at a dangerously high speed, I wouldn’t have gone here in the first place.
2003 Grievous: Are you really sure you can stop THAT?
Consultant Indoraptor: Trust. Just watch.
Two random ahh Yucatán Peninsula dinosaurs watch the duo yap.
Random Dinosaur #1: Those are some…angry birds.
Random Dinosaur #2: Neither of them are birds bluddy
Eventually, Consultant Indoraptor locks tf in on the meteorite. He starts charging an attack up, but suddenly stops.
2003 Grievous: Why’d you stop?
Consultant Indoraptor: I sense something…there’s something alive on this meteorite.
We cut to the interior of the meteorite, which is actually a control room. We see that the being piloting the meteorite is…
…a lizard person.
Consultant Indoraptor: Oh hell naw
2003 Grievous: What is it now?
Consultant Indoraptor: There’s a damn lizard person piloting the meteorite!
2003 Grievous: Hell nah those things are REAL?????
Consultant Indoraptor: Well, this IS a fictional universe, anything is possible!
2003 Grievous: Well, we’d better stop him before that Xenu guy those crackheads keep talking about forces us to pay his lizard taxes!
Consultant Indoraptor: Aight, here’s the plan. You fight and kill the lizard guy, I’ll destroy the meteorite. You have to be quick about it though, so you have time to escape before you get caught in the blast. Got that?
2003 Grievous: On it!
Consultant Indoraptor grabs 2003 Grievous and yeets him at the meteorite, where he makes his way to the control room.
Consultant Indoraptor: Godspeed, General Grievous.
He says, as he starts charging up his attack.
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We cut to the lizard person laughing maniacally or smth idk I don’t follow scientology (and you shouldn’t either, from what I know that shit’s really weird and harmful)
Lizard guy: Haha, FINALLY! After I crash this meteorite into Earth, lord Xenu will…idk, probably give me a raise. Who knows?
He’s interrupted when 2003 Grievous breaks into the control room using his lightsabers.
2003 Grievous: Stop right there, lizard guy!
Lizard guy: Hey, how’d you know my name?!?!?! And how’d you find the control room?! This meteorite’s like six miles long!
2003 Grievous: Plot convenience is a dangerous weapon, lizard guy! Now, your lizard taxes stop HERE!
He brandishes his four lightsabers, while the lizard guy pulls out a lightsaber of his own.
2003 Grievous: YOU have a lightsaber? I didn’t think that was something lizard people could have!
Lizard guy: It isn’t! This is a souvenir from the last guy who tried to fight me! Clearly, you don’t realize who you’re messing with, cyborg guy!
2003 Grievous: I think I understand perfectly who you are. You’re nothing but a product of the sheer insanity of the human mind!
Lizard guy: Maybe, but even so, we have some of the most influential people on Earth worshipping us! You stand no chance!
2003 Grievous: Then let’s throw hands, right here, right now.
Lizard guy: So we shall.
Battle Music:
2003 Grievous: Bruh what is this mu–
Lizard guy: Happy Thanksgiving, you son of a bitch!
The Lizard guy throws his lightsaber like a boomerang, which 2003 Grievous barely dodges. He then blocks it as it comes back around.
2003 Grievous: You…have the Force?
Lizard guy: Nah, us lizard people are just built different.
2003 Grievous: Who the hell ARE you guys?!
He charges at the Lizard guy and attacks him with all four of his lightsabers. The Lizard guy calmly and expertly manages to block all of them, Eventually, Grievous finds an opening and uses it to slice off the Lizard guy’s tail. He screeches in pain, holding his now-severed tail.
Lizard guy: You…you bastard!
2003 Grievous: You may be strong, but you’re still up against ME. There’s a reason they call me the Jedi killer. In my eyes, you are nothing but a mere Trandoshian with a glow stick.
Lizard guy: Trandoshian? The hell is that?
2003 Grievous: I could ask you the same question, a million times over. But this isn’t a time for talking.
They continue to clash, with Grievous gaining more and more ground every attack. Eventually, he stabs the lizard guy in the chest.
Lizard guy: Ouch…you’re not half bad, cyborg guy. Maybe you stand a chance against Xenu after all!
The lizard guy abruptly dies. 2003 Grievous stares at his body for a minute, before remembering his situation. He quickly climbs out of the hole he made and finds himself on the outside of the meteorite.
2003 Grievous: Holy shit…
He says as he stares at Consultant Indoraptor’s massive, throbbing co–I mean attack, which is almost done charging.
Consultant Indoraptor: Glad to see you won, Grievous! Now get out of there!
2003 Grievous: As you wish!
2003 Grievous jumps off the meteorite, just as the Consultant unleashes his attack.
Consultant Indoraptor: METEORBAME…HAME…HA!!!
He unleashes his attack, which is a giant, Dragon Ball ahh laser that instantly vaporizes the meteorite.
Consultant Indoraptor: Whew…I almost broke a sweat there.
2003 Grievous makes his way back to the Yucatán Peninsula, meeting back up with Consultant Indoraptor in the process.
Consultant Indoraptor: Well done, Grievous.
2003 Grievous: Thanks. Say, why’d you have me kill the lizard guy when your laser thing could’ve vaporized him alongside the meteor?
Consultant Indoraptor: Simple. It was punishment for you talking shit about me earlier.
2003 Grievous: Fuck you!
Consultant Indoraptor: What time?
2003 Grievous: Krill yourself.
Consultant Indoraptor: I also told you to do it because you needed to have a role in this episode.
2003 Grievous: Understandable, have a great day.
Consultant Indoraptor makes a portal, which they hop into.
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When they come out of the portal, they find that absolutely nothing has changed.
2003 Grievous: See? What’d I say about–
Consultant Indoraptor: Shut the fuck up or I’ll make you fight more lizard people.
2003 Grievous: Yes ma’am.
Consultant Indoraptor: What’d you just call me?!
2003 Grievous: Nothing, sir.
Consultant Indoraptor: K
2003 Grievous: Also take this.
He hands Consultant Indoraptor the lizard guy's lightsaber, which he had taken before leaving the meteorite.
Consultant Indoraptor: Thanks, but why are you giving this to me? I already have a chainsaw and god powers.
2003 Grievous: It's a symbol of my allegiance to your cause.
Consultant Indoraptor: Based
The random Alphadon from last episode shows up and sniffs Consultant Indoraptor's leg 🤑. He notices it, and promptly steps on the metatherian, reducing it to a small, bloody pulp.
2003 Grievous: Bruh
Consultant Indoraptor: What? We were gonna kill it at some point!
2003 Grievous: Yeah good point.
Consultant Indoraptor: Anyway, we should figure out where we’re heading next.
2003 Grievous: Hopefully the next episode will have us do something cool.
Consultant Indoraptor: I bet it will. Also Happy Thanksgiving.
2003 Grievous: Yeah, Happy Thanksgiving! Also MWNNOL you can’t hide forever.
Consultant Indoraptor: Who?
TO BE CONTINUED
