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This is a continuation to a very old storyline, that was abandoned until now. Make sure to read Part 1 first if you haven't yet. I allow becroposting in the replies down there for now. I apologize if I haven't proof read this post properly as I'm slightly drunk as of typing this rn (like a true Polish person). Hope it's not too incomprehensible and you can enjoy your read regardless.
We get a shot of The Dude, Gryposaurus and Nodosaurus standing in a street that was ruined by their prior battle.
Nodosaurus: –Alright, they’re getting close, we gotta run!
The Dude: Yeah, let’s go…
The Dude, Gryposaurus and Mace-Nodo Windu make a run for it, as the group of IRS Tax Collector Bots enter the scene.
Tax Bot: Commence Operation, Tax Collection. Scanning for Taxes.
One of the bots scans the street ahead, catching the 3.
Tax Bot: Target identified. Unpaid Taxes exceeding five hundred thousand dollars detected. Pursue and collect debt.
The Tax Bots activate their jet packs and fly after the group, The Dude looks over his shoulder as they dash through the streets avoiding traffic on the road.
https://youtu.be/9CuIrnM7T8U?si=EmfOmUc4o64rYhk3
The Dude: For some government made junk, these look really advanced!
Gryposaurus: That’s probably thanks to all the tax money!
Nodosaurus: Less talking, more running!
One of the bots flies up to them.
Tax Bot: Maurice Nolan Dwinder, you have unpaid taxes of 527,928 dollars and 63 cents. Further evasion will result in increased pena-
Mace Nodo-Windu: NEVER!
The Nodosaurus slams his flank into the bot, sending it crashing into a nearby building with a fiery explosion.
The Dude: Wait, that’s your real name???!!
Mace Nodo-Windu: Not right now!
Nodo-Windu whips out his lightsaber and cuts through a truck that drove in from an intersection from the left, so that they can run through, the Tax bots close in on them from the air.
Gryposaurus jumps from car to car, before leaping onto a truck, but one of the bots lands in front of him.
Tax Bot: You are under arrest for assisting Maurice Nolan Dwinder in tax evasion, do you accept thoss charges?
Gryposaurus then ducks, as the Truck drives under a bridge, the Tax Bot crashes into it.
Gryposaurus: That was close…
Cut the Dude running from the Tax bots, sprinting through the street.
Tax Bot: Launching Audit Nets.
From above one of the robots fires a Net towards The Dude, who smashes through a Bus to his right to avoid it. He reaches for a motorcycle driving by and throws it into one of the Tax Bots, causing another fiery explosion.
Tax Bot: Resistance detected, use of lethal force authorised. Firing Interest Rate Rockets!
The bots launch heat seeking missiles towards The Dude.
The Dude: Shit! Gotta think fast!
He quickly turns left, sliding to the side from the momentum, he stabs his claws into ground, leaving scratch marks in the road as he slows himself down enough to regain balance before dashing forward into an Alleyway, the missiles hot on his trail, the Tax Bots following soon after. In the alley he sees a bunch of dumpsters on the sides, so he stretches his arms outward and swings them upwards, the first 2 missiles crash into the dumpsters, the rest are knocked off-course by the force of the explosion and crash into the walls and ground. The Tax Bots fly through
the fancy fireball, they get a few dents from the debris but they’re still functioning. They fly out of the alley and scan for the surroundings for the dude.
Tax Bot: Where did he go?
A brick drops onto one of their heads, they look up and notice The Dude climbing the building, his tail dissapears over the edge of the building.
Meanwhile Nodo-Windu is being chased by the most tax bots, since he’s kinda their main target. He charges through the streets, slamming into cars to clear his ways, the Tax Bots fly after him.
Tax Bot: Firing Interest Rate Rockets.
Nodosaurus: Nuh uh
Nodo-Windu turns around and uses to force crush the missiles, detonating them mid-air. Taking off again, he runs through a busy intersection, cars screech and swerve trying to avoid him as he leaps over a truck, landing with a heavily on the other side, two more bots descend in front of him.
Tax Bot: Maurice Nolan Dwindler, surrender immed-
Nodosaurus: YOU DON’T HAVE TO SAY THE FULL NAME EVERY TIME, GOD DAMN IT!
He uses the force to tear the street light pole out of the ground and pulls it towards himself, grabbing it in his mouth, he swings it fiercely, slamming the 2 bots into eachother and then into the building on the right, nearly cleaving them in half as they explode. But more fly in from above.
Nodosaurus: Do they ever run out?
Nodosaurus runs down the street only to see the Tax Bots have set up a blockade for him up ahead, he quickly turns and runs into a small alley, but there’s a dead end in this one.
Tax Bot: You have been cornered, Mauri-
Nodosaurus: SHUT UP
Nodo-Windu throws his purple lightsaber at the robot, destroying it, he then uses the force to pull it back to himself.
Nodosaurus: I’M TIRED OF THESE MOTHERFUCKING TAXES, ON THIS MOTHERFUCKING EARTH
Nodosaurus prepares to take a stand against the Tax Bots as we cut away to Gryposaurus on the truck.
Gryposaurus: More of them?!
Tax Bots: Firing Levy Lasers.
The attacking bots fire lasers at the Truck, Gryposaurus does his best at avoiding him, while trying to not fall off from the vehicle, as the laser scorch the steel of the trailer.
Gryposaurus: Think dude, think!
That’s when he sees one of the laser blasts heading straight towards him, he panics, turning around, trying to shield himself as best as he can, and through that surge of adrenaline and desperation he is somehow able to deflect the laser using the force, returning it to sender, with the Tax Bot that fired it dropping to the ground.
The ornithopod looks over his shoulder shocked, he was expecting to get shot.
Gryposaurus: Did I do that?
The Tax bots resume fire at him, and he has to keep dodging.
Gryposaurus: Good thing their aim sucks
Tax Bot: Firing Interest Rate Rockets!
Gryposaurus: That doesn’t look like it’s going to miss…
He tries repeating what he pulled off earlier, but instead of stopping the missile he force throws a car into it, scrap metal flies everywhere, destroying one of the tax bots, but another piece nearly kills Gryposaurus himself as it flies towards him, the hadrosaur drops to the ground but even then the hunk of hot steel scrapes him, drawing blood.
Gryposaurus: Uh… Yeah that was totally inteded!
Another one of the Bots lands onto the truck, it tries going for a punch, but Gryposaurus turns around, slamming his tail into and sending it falling into a car on the lane next to the truck. Gryposaurus notices a road sign, he tries using the force to snatch it and hurl it into one of the bots, but he lifts a trash can instead, once again it almost his him, but he avoids it and falls onto one of the Bots’ head. The Bot tries to take it off so that it can see again, but before that happens it flies into said sign and exploded upon impact.
The remaining bots keep firing, one of them gets a diffirent idea.
Tax Bots: Engage, Penalty Pylons!
It fires Pylons into the truck, it starts pulling in the opposite direction, slowing the vehicle down.
Gryposaurus: Oh uh, that’s not good, uhh, think fast!
He looks down noticing a hole in the trailer caused by all the laser fire, there’s some crates inside.
Gryposaurus: I could throw that!
He tries using the force to send the crates towards the bots, but instead he lifts up the whole trailer sending it through the air. He desperately clings to it.
Gryposaurus: NOT THE WHOLE THING!
The truck crashes through the remaining 3 tax bots destroying them and continues making it’s way through the air, Gryposaurus falls off, managing to grab onto the edge of a building and sliding down, getting bruised as hell, but he could have died. Meanwhile the truck flies into a gas station causing a massive explosion.
Gryposaurus slowly gets up, groaning in pain, before looking up at the destruction he has caused.
Gryposaurus: Well, it wasn't stupid if it worked…
But then another Tax Bot descends from the air behind him.
Gryposaurus: OH COME ON
Cut to The Dude sprinting on the rooftops, jumping from the top of one building to another, as the Tax Bots close in on him. The Dude runs up to a nearby water tower, grabbing one of it’s legs and breaking it off, causing the tower to fall and the tank to spill, which sweeps 2 Tax Bots away, while also causing them to short-circuit, The Dude doesn’t stop and stabs through another Tax Bot with the tower’s leg, it emits a robotic screech and drops to the ground, no longer functioning.
The Dude: I wonder what kind of information do those guys have on them… Government secrets can be sold for a hefty sum…
He grabs the bots head and lifts it up to the sky, studying it from various angles before he hears more Tax Bots coming, he quickly stuffs it into his back pack and whips out a Laser Rifle.
The Dude: Bring it suckers!
He aims his rifle and blasts down 3 approaching Tax Bots 1 by 1, they fall to the ground in flames after being hit. The rest of the swarm fires missiles towards him, The Dude swiftly grabs his lightsaber, slicing through the rooftop deck in front of him, he puts puts down his laser rifle and shoves his claws through the sliced area, tearing the chunk of concrete out of the building and using it as a shield, after which he swiftly picks up his rifle and blasts 2 more of the Tax Bots down. He then leaps onto a shorter building while evading Tax Bot fire. As he sours over the gap he sees Gryposaurus down below, struggling against a group of Tax Bots.
The Dude: He looks like he’s in trouble…
He grabs his lightsaber again and waits for the bots to get closer, when they fly over the taller building’s edge, The Dude leaps off towards the nearest one, stabbing into it with his lightsaber for leverage, as they fall down, he takes out the remaining ones with his rifle, before he leaps off the bot he was holding onto, stabbing his lightsaber into the side of the building, gracefully sliding down to the street as the taken out dozen of bots crash into the ground in a fiery explosion.
Gryposaurus gets punched in the face by one of thr Tax Bots and is knocked to the ground. The Tax bot is about to trap him in a net when he’s blasted by The Dude with his rifle.
Gryposaurus: It’s you!
The Dude: Yes, and I brought back-up.
Gryposaurus: Who?
The Dude: This bad boy!
He whips out a grenade from backpack and tosses it towards a group of Tax Bots down the street.
The Dude: Duck!
Gryposaurus: Where?
The Dude: Wha..? Not that kind of duck!
The grenade explodes sending debris and Tax Bots parts everywhere.
Gryposaurus: OH
He drops to the ground, just barely avoiding death again.
The Dude: Jesus Christ, are you okay?
Gryposaurus: Yeah, I’m fine.
The Dude: Alright…
He scouts the sky for more Tax Bots, but there aren’t any more coming.
The Dude: I think we’ve put a dent in their numbers. We gotta find the fat one and then I can call for my back-up ship and get us outta there.
Gryposaurus: Sick, let’s go.
Nodosaurus: I’LL NEVER PAY TAXES, GRAAHHHHH
Nodo-Windu charges towards the nearest Tax Bot, with his purple lightsaber in his mouth, slicing through it.
Tax Bot: Launching Tax Garnishment Fist.
The Bot kneels down and fires his fist towards the Nodosaurus, who leaps over it, the fist flies into another Tax Bot, punching a hole through it, before turning back and flying back towards the Tax Bot, who Nodo-Windu lands in front of, with 2 quick cuts severing it’s arms, then spinning to slash at it’s neck, then slamming his tail into it, easily knocking the severed head off the robot.
Tax Bot: Firing Interest Rate Rockets!
Using Force Speed, Nodo-Windu dashes to the side avoiding the missiles, which crash into the ground.
Nodosaurus: I’ve seen bigger explosions after eating my breakfast burrito!
Nodo-Windu leaps onto the wall to the left and quickly rebounds, curling into a ball and crashing through Tax Bot like a wrecking ball. More of the suckers open fire on him, and he deflects their lasers using his lightsabers, some of the deflected lasers hit them back but they’re not really strong enough to destroy them, so Nodo-Windu knocks them all of balance with a force push and then dashes from one to another striking them down with his lightsaber. He picks one of them up with the force, using him as a shield as he charges towards another, pushing it into the wall, before stabbing through them both with his saber. He turns around, using the force to pickup all the severed limbs and other chunks of metal, and hurls them towards an approaching group at a high speed, turning the scrap metal into shrapnel, that flies through the group, leaving only one survivor.
Tax Bot: Uh oh.
With a force pull, Nodo-Windu sends the last bot standing towards himself and cuts him in two when he’s in reach, as Gryposaurus and The Dude run into the scene.
Gryposaurus: There you are.
The Dude: Good job here, I think that takes care of them, for a while at least. Now I think it’s about time we leave.
(I spent like 30 minutes trying to find a good chill sing to fit this moment lmao)
Nodosaurus: Agreed. But how are we going to do that exactly.
The Dude: I have a back-up ship. We’ll actually it’s my main ship, the one you guys wrecked was a back-up, I flew that one cause I don’t want to damage my main one.
Nodosaurus: Where is it then?
The Dude: Oh it’s right here!
He whips out some fancy tech device and presses a button, after which a space ship descends from the sky above them.
The Dude: A modified Firespray-31, pretty badass if you ask me.
Nodosaurus: Okay that IS pretty badass.
A ladder descends from the rear.
The Dude: Get in boys.
They hop in, Nodosaurus and Gryposaurus scan the ships interior, while The Dude puts his backpack down on le couch, taking the severed Tax Bot head out of it, he places it on a desk.
The Dude: I’ll take care of you later.
Gryposaurus: Why did you take it?
The Dude: Well… Maurice over there was supposed tk be my bounty for today but one think led to another and now we’re chill, it’d suck to get nothing out of his whole trip, so I snatched one of these, the data stored on this thing could go for a nice sum. Gotta keep on hustling.
Nodosaurus: Who… wanted you to hunt me down.
The Dude: Some guy on the internet. I don’t care about that.
Nodosaurus: But you know why they wanted a bounty?
The Dude: I think they said you oved them money.
Nodosaurus: You think?
The Dude: I mean who the fuck do you mean I am? The police? I’m a professional bounty hunter, someone tells me to kill someone else and then I go kill that person, I get paid and move on to the next gig, I don’t care why I got hired, it’s all about that paycheck.
Nodosaurus: That’s… fair actually.
Gryposaurus: Are you like not scared they’ll get revenge for you bailing on them, I mean, street rules and shit…
The Dude: Street rules don’t exist when you actually live on the streets, anyway buckle your fuckles boys, we’re taking off.
He sits down in the pilot seat and pushes some buttons before taking off, Gryposaurus sits with Nodosaurus in the back.
Gryposaurus: So uhh, do you know who you could be owing that money too?
Nodosaurus: I have no idea.
The Dude presses some more buttons and turns on some auto-pilot shit, he gets off the pilot seat and then seats down next to them.
The Dude: It would be really funny if it was actually the IRS that hired me to get you…
Nodosaurus: That… could be it…
Gryposaurus: What? No way, the government would never do something evil like that…
The Dude: …
Nodosaurus: …we’re you like asleep for the entirity of today?
Gryposaurus: … oh.
The Dude: Does that mean I have beef with the IRS now too, cause I bailed on their bounty?
Nodosaurus: Shit… they’re going after us all now!
The Dude: Ehhh, it’s not like they’re gonna catch us, I mean how would they even find us, we’re leaving the planet soon!
Gryposaurus: You’re probably right, It’d be a waste of resources to chase us now.
Suddenly a loud bang is heard, followed by an alarm buzzing, red lights blink on and off.
The Dude: SHIT, THEY GOT US
He rushes over to the control panel, trying to regain control over the dropping machine.
The Dude: Hold on Fellas, emergency landing!
Gryposaurus: What the hell! We basically left the planet!
Nodosaurus: It’s the IRS man, they’re fucking crazy!
The Dude presses buttons and grabs the steering wheel. Through the front window, he can see the ocean below them.
The Dude: Ok, I’ve done this before, don’t worry guys!
He pulls the steering wheel upwards, he grits his teeth, guiding the ship towards the ocean at a sharp angle.
The Dude: Brace for impact!
The ship hits the surface of the water with a loud splash, sliding across the surface and slowly loosing speed, before coming to a stop. The Dude opens the hatch on the top and they climb out of the ship
Nodosaurus: Well, shit, stranded in the middle of the ocean.
Gryposaurus: At least we didn’t crash…
The Dude: What did they even shoot us down with???
Gryposaurus: Uhhh, I think it was that…
He points with his hind leg at a giant machine descending from the sky. It lands in the deep sea, it’s so huge it walks on the seafloor towards them.
Nodosaurus: What the fuck is that thing?!
The machine’s eye turns off, it twists in a fancy way, opening up. Out of the eye hatch, the head of IRS walks out. His name is Capitalsaurus.
Capitalsaurus: It’s the Seized Tax Audit eXecutor. S.T.A.X. for short. This is where your tax money has been going lately, at least should have been going…
He gives Nodosaurus a dirty look.
Capitalsaurus: You three have proved quite annoying I must say. But at last I caught.
The Dude: He’s the one who evades Taxes! I didn’t do anything wrong!
Nodosaurus: Come on, dude…
Gryposaurus: Not cool man…
Capitalsaurus: *laughs* Do you have any idea how much damage you caused today? Who’s gonna pay for that!
Gryposaurus: I mean to be fair, most of it was your robots…
Capitalsaurus: Because you resisted! We could have left you off with a little warning, but you chose to be difficult. Now back to you…
The Dude: Me?
Capitalsaurus: Yes. You.
He pauses briefly.
Capitalsaurus: You thought you were slick? Didn’t you? Bailing out of a bounty that we had already paid a percentage of the price in advance for? So rude. To make it worse, you planned to profit of us, by exposing government secrets!
The Dude: *nervous* What are you talking about?
Capitalsaurus: I’m talking about the robot head you stole, idiot.
The Dude: You’re making shit up!
Capitalsaurus: Am I?
S.T.A.X. displays a recording from the Tax Bot’s head. Shoving how The Dude tears it off the robot and stares at it.
The Dude: I wonder what kind of information do those guys have on them… Government secrets can be sold for a hefty sum…
The recording then shows him shoving it into the backpack, the screen fading to black, before the holographic image dissapears.
The Dude: I uhh, I know nothing about this, that video was AI generated!
Capitalsaurus replies, ignoring his accusation.
Capitalsaurus: I would honestly kill you for this, if you haven’t helped me out accidentally. With that severed head on your ship, we were able to pin-point your exact location. Thank you for making your capture easier. It may have just been impossible otherwise.
Nodosaurus: WAIT A MINUTE! So we only got caught because you got greedy!
The Dude: Well I didn’t do that on purpose!
Nodosaurus: That just makes you an idiot.
The Dude: Come on, how can you not respect the hussle?
Capitalsaurus: Ok, I probably wouldn’t have killed you anyway… cause you 3 owe us money now. And I can’t extract it from you when you’re all dead.
Gryposaurus: But… we’re broke, how are we gonna pay up?
Capitalsaurus: I know… that’s why I said, I’ll extract value from you.
Nodosaurus: What the fuck does that mean?!
Capitalsaurus: *laughs again* Oh… you’ll see
The theropod walks back inside S.T.A.X., the eye hatch closes and the robot resumes advancing towards them. Nodosaurus ignites his lightsaber, going into a battle stance. The Dude grabs his blaster rifle and tries shooting the robot, but all the rounds deflect off the steel. S.T.A.X. slams his fist down into the crashed ship, breaking it and causing the 3 to fall beneath the waves. They struggle against the violent waves, until they get grabbed by S.T.A.X., saving them from drowning, but not like saving them in general if you get what I mean.
TO BE CONTINUED.
(Edited by Friendly Kelbeam of the Hood)
Idk what dinosaur I was going for with this. Like, Microraptor, Sinosauropteryx and Pyroraptor combined? He’s levitating, whether he’s jumping, flying or just floating I don’t know. I made this on a whim
A friend told me to draw Asset 78 as a waifu and I had nothing better to do so I did
Goofy ah sideways but anyways I suck at human anatomy and drawing humans in general.
Here's some trivia ig
1. She loves slasher films
2. She is a yandere ig I dunno (see this is why you don't try making an anime girl out of a bloodthirsty creature!)
3. She killed her previous partner
4. She is wanted by the police for burning down a homeless shelter
5. She has a knife obsession
6. She paints her nails black she'd be caught dead wearing any other color
Here's some stuff I had originally planned
1. Since she is a yandere I originally thought she should have a schoolgirl look but decided against that
2. Originally she was going to have gray hair with a cyan hair thing but I decided nah
3. She was originally supposed to hold a knife but I can't draw a person holding anything for the life of me!
Now to clarify none of this is canon to DinoLabs or its lore! And I swear if I find some horny ass comment I will go crazy
Alright anyways back to the shadows!
I like it but I’m sure their are probably a lot of inaccuracies
Are there any dinosaurs who’s colors we actually know??? Genuinely pretty curious, I’ve seen a ton of colors for different dinosaurs but I’ve always wondered if any of them had been confirmed. Another thing, if there are, then how do we know? Sorry if the answer’s obvious, but I honestly have ZERO clue
The hand-drawn old Haakosaur
The digital new Haakosaur
In terms of detail it’s definitely the 2nd, but I’m not sure if it brings the same sense of “charm” as hand-drawn art.
This is to determine wether I switch my pfp or no. So sorry if it’s off topic
This was a pain in the ass to do all on my phone, ain’t doing that again. Anyway, here is the link; I had to put it on Google Docs because it was too big for Fandom to handle (L)
If you have issues opening the document lmk
Would like feedback
https://docs.google.com/document/d/19t30Ujc4Smsi9nbPctRuMb0hYilsDKkkjHe4hnmPgmg/edit
(Edited by XxNighthawkStarScreamxX)
Started out as a “de-hybridized” Indoraptor but later on I made it its own thing. Doesn’t have a name, I may or may not make one for it
And yes, I am aware that the tail and hands shouldn’t be able to bend like that but I don’t care
(Edited by XxNighthawkStarScreamxX)
A lone male Bison Antiquus chilling under a tree after being separated from his herd. For now, he is safe, but being all alone, he may not have long… (20,000 kya)
Story aside, I definitely prefer this drawing over the woolly rhino one. I wouldn’t really call it paleoart but you can if you want to. Feel free to rate it #/10 if you want
Was originally going to be Bison Latifrons
(Edited by HogBurger)
Okay okay I know this is SO dumb but I drew the Conductor from Polar Express, as a Torvosaurus.
Why? Because I did that a few years ago when I was obsessed with that film and the character specifically like I legit would dress and act like him and drink too much hot chocolate 💀😭
Anyway, here is the art, if I had some of the older art of him as a Torvosaurus I would show you but I lost it or threw it away ages ago. R.I.P.
The markings are the same as the OG design
The only thing I didn’t add were his glasses bc I didn’t know how to make it work on a dinosaur
(Edited by XxNighthawkStarScreamxX)
Just thought I’d share a little drawing of the Woolly Rhino I made when I was bored. The whole thing took me about an hour and I’m pretty proud of it, since I’m not the best at this sort of thing
The little guy in the top corner is just how I’d imagine a woolly rhino may be depicted in cave art from the time.
(Edited by HogBurger)
Don’t ask… you will find out when the time comes
@Sawf1y65 (btw does Sawf1y65 have a new account or smth because I forgor)
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
(Edited by MimikBoogTube)
Authors Notes At The End!
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The Ceratosaurus opened his eyes. He just had a good nap on the rocky floor of a sandstone cave. Why was there a tree next to him though? And the floor was made of dirt, not rock. Getting up quickly, he growled, wondering if something brought him out of the cave. He sniffed the air and bellowed, trying to see if there was a response from a member of his species. Nothing.
Exhaling like a sigh, he started walking through the forest he had found himself in. The trees were taller than what he’s used to. Taking in the new surroundings, he stopped suddenly as he smelt something. It wasn’t exactly a dinosaur, yet not exactly a lizard or mammal either. He turned to face the smell and snarled, noticing the thing.
It was somewhat large, probably being longer than his twenty foot length, but was much thinner. In fact, it almost looked like a branch, and it only had two limbs, each seemingly a third of its length. It looked like a thin and stretched out lizard, but it was still highly different.
The Ceratosaurus stood wary, unsure at what this beast was, but at least it didn’t seem aggressive. The serpent stared at the Ceratosaurus as well before tensing up and using its limbs to leap into the air, revealing they were wings and flying away. The Ceratosaurus turned, unsure on what it did, but was stopped by a new smell, seeming like a mammal.
He turned and growled as he saw that three bipedal things were staring at him. They each had a figure like a theropod if the front and back were squished to being right above the legs. They were also covered in something that wasn’t quite skin, scales, or feathers, or at least above their regular skin, and surprisingly each had a furry pair of ear-like organs on their head, reminiscent of some of the mammals he’d seen. They continued advancing, each pointing a stick at him. “Well,” vocalized the first mammal. “The amphiptere escaped, but at least this showed up.”
They all chuckled and advanced towards him, causing the Ceratosaurus to snarl and back up, before roaring as something pricked him in the leg. He turned to see it was another mammal, this one holding a stick with a sharp, green tip. The bellowed and charged, evidently scaring the mammal, and causing them to dive out of the way of a horn jab. He turned sharply and spread out his arms and opened his jaws, ready to attack, though he suddenly felt sleepy. Trying to keep his eyes open, he became dizzy and tripped, falling on the ground, knocked out.
He awoke in a different place, where the floor was cold and hard and it was heavily shady, as if he was in a cave. He shook his head and tried to open his mouth, but couldn’t as he felt the same cold and hard material around his mouth. He growled and lowered his snout to his arms and started trying to pull it off, though that failed.
Snorting in anger, he slammed himself into the walls of this cave, which were also cold and hard and most definitely not rock. Noticing the walls, they were somewhat open? What the hell? It seemed as though there was a pillar of this material, separated from others with air in between, forming a space that he could stick out his snout.
Sticking out his head carefully to make sure it doesn’t get stuck, he noticed a sharp and likely hard object on the ground outside of the cave, looking like a thagomizer. Lowering his head, he used the band around his jaws to touch it and carefully bring it closer to the cave, which he successfully did. Chirping happily, he stuck the object in a position between his skin and the band, and then pushed it against the floor with all his strength, causing the band to break and him to open his jaws.
Roaring in freedom and joy he now had to figure out how to leave this cave. Before he could do so though, he noticed his surroundings. The thing he was in didn’t seem to be a cave, instead being more like a fallen and hollowed out log. And he wasn’t the only one in these objects, as he saw something like the mammals from earlier, though it was wearing a different covering, as well as a creature that looked like a lizard mixed with a sized-up Ornitholestes.
Growling curiously, some noises captured his attention. Some more of those mammals from earlier arrived, with a few holding pointy sticks and two holding brown vines. As they headed towards the Ceratosaurus, he roared and assumed a threatening stance.
“Bloody hell,” one said. “How did it break the band?”
The Ceratosaurus snarled in response as the ones with the pointy sticks somehow moved a wall, causing there to be a path outside. The Ceratosaurus tilted its head curiously and exited, but the two with the brown vines stuck them around his neck. He growled, but they hadn’t actually attacked him yet, so maybe he’ll be merciful. The ones with pointy sticks started pushing them forward, almost as if they were directing him to go somewhere. He growled, but went along with it.
They reached a stone wall before the mammals stopped, with two removing the vines as the wall started retracting into the ground. Scared, the Ceratosaurus backed up, but the ones with pointy sticks pushed him forward and in front of the wall. He growled and turned to fight, but the wall suddenly shot back up. Noticing his surroundings, he was surrounded by stone walls on all sides with the mammals being on top of them. He was also outside and in the sunlight. That was nice at least. He heard a scraping sound and turned to look at it. Another wall was retracting into the floor as a mammal entered the area.
It was similar to the ones before, though something odd was that it had a green streak of fur with the other fur being black. Perhaps this was an intimidation technique? Anyway, it seemed to have covered itself with armor somehow.
“FOR today’s battle,” said a voice coming from somewhere above, scaring the Ceratosaurus. “We are having a prisoner who’s managed to survive two battles already. Say hello to Luna!” The mammal still looked timid as it held up an identical thagomizer from the one before, her ears curling up. “She not only has to fight a new beast, but a Spirit Wolf as well!”
The Ceratosaurus looked confused as a third wall lowered into the ground, though he was less confused as a different mammal came out, this time quadrupedal. It seemingly was glowing blue, and it also looked around his size or less. The jaws on the mammal still seemed as though they could deal real damage if it decided to go after it.
The Ceratosaurus started to back away from the blue mammal and the bipedal mammal, though the blue one growled and stared at him. The Ceratosaurus moved to the edge of the area, lined up against the wall, and sat down, as he wasn’t in the mood to fight today. The blue mammal stopped growling and went to lay down where it once stood. The bipedal mammal in the armor was highly confused at this possible intimidation display, and slowly and carefully sat down on the ground herself.
The mammals who sat on the walls looked around, as if in anger, confusion, and wonder before vocalizing. Quite annoying noises in all honesty. The Ceratosaurus growled and started to get up when the same voice from earlier spoke once more.
“Since the beasts and gladiator aren’t fighting, they will get a new opponent,” it said as another wall retracted. A different creature came out, larger than even the Ceratosaurus. Seemingly similar to a theropod in body plan, though it had a beak on its snout like the Stegosaurus he used to live with. Its tail had sharpened scales on it, likely similar to the thagomizer of the aforementioned thyreophoran, though they weren’t as large. Strangest of all was the creature’s arms, looking like the wings of the pterosaurs the Ceratosaurus used to chase after.
“Behold, the Desert Wyvern!” said the voice. “This large dragon will hopefully provide some entertainment!” The newly coined wyvern roared and started charging towards the bipedal mammal, which the voice had called “Luna”. Luna quickly got up and dived out of the way, nearly getting snapped up in the process. The blue quadruped, which the voice stated was a “Spirit Wolf” jumped to its feet and started growling, but the wyvern smacked it into a wall with its tail, growling.
Looking at the fight, the Ceratosaurus just continued backing himself closer to the wall. It’s better to not fight whenever possible, but this wyvern seemed similar to a creature he was familiar with. Allosaurus. Aggressive and larger than him, and always seemed to bully his kind for meals, space, water, and the like. He growled and shook his head as he saw the wyvern pinning down Luna with its wings. It was going to come after him anyway, so why not fight it now?
He roared and sprinted at the wyvern, who turned too slowly as the Ceratosaurus rammed into it, pushing it across the arena and slashing the dragon’s chest. The wyvern roared and bit on the Ceratosaurus’ neck, though to less of an effect than desired due to his osteoderms. The Ceratosaurus shook it off before biting the face of the beast and managing to tear off some skin. The wyvern snarled and turned to bite the tail of the Ceratosaurus, which was at least better than the head, which also allowed him to bite down on the leg of the wyvern, allowing him to get an edge. That did not last long as he suddenly felt a horrid sensation. Burning.
Roaring in pain, he dragged his tail out of the jaws of the wyvern and turned to look at his posterior side, thankful it wasn’t on fire. However, the wyvern started expanding its throat, as if it had a sac, and spat out some liquid. Not dodging due to curiosity, the Ceratosaurus snarled as it felt that burning sensation hit him once more. The wyvern used some type of venom or acid, like the few arthropods he ate when he was young. Still screeching in pain, the Ceratosaurus turned away and slapped the wyvern’s face with his tail before turning to face it once more and roaring, with his arms outstretched.
The wyvern reared upon its hind legs and smacked the Ceratosaurus in the face with its wing claws, knocking it to the ground. Snarling, it bit down on the neck of the dinosaur and dragged it along the floor before slamming him into the arena walls. The Ceratosaurus growled in pain and tried to kick the dragon off, but the wyvern held it down with its wings before letting go with its mouth, a smirk seemingly on its face.
The Ceratosaurus looked at it and mimicked a sigh. Getting beaten by a larger creature, how unexpected. At least he put up a good fight though. He growled once more as the wyvern opened its maw before a flash of blue suddenly hit the head of the creature, knocking it back as it fell over. The blue flash landed, showing it to be the quadruped from earlier, the spirit wolf. It growled at the wyvern before turning to the Ceratosaurus and seemingly gesturing for it to also join in the fight.
The bipedal mammal, Luna jumped upon the leg of wyvern and stabbed the thagomizer into the flesh of the beast. The wyvern roared in response and threw her off and prepared to slam its tail into her, but the spirit wolf glowed a bright blue before opening some osteoderm-like structures on its back, which glowed even brighter. It launched forward at a breakneck pace, slamming into the wyvern’s chest, pushing it back, before flipping and landing back on the ground. Quite odd, but oh well.
The Ceratosaurus bellowed and slammed back into the wyvern, grabbing it by the neck and doing a move similar to what it did earlier, as he slammed it against the wall of the arena, but one of the walls that retracted into the ground earlier. Slamming the wyvern hard into the wall, the Ceratosaurus let go, growled, and then body-slammed the wyvern once more, causing the wall to crack and allow access to the area with those cages. Wait, how does he know that word? No matter, just got to get out of here.
He growled towards Luna and the spirit wolf and headed inside of the area, with them following. The wyvern, still alive, though injured and shocked, did not follow them, instead heading back into the arena. It roared before taking off and landing on the pillar with the announcer, who looked upon it in fear. The wyvern snarled before grabbing the announcer and slamming them into the floor, the mammal screaming in pain. Time to eat.
With the Ceratosaurus and his two possible allies, he stopped as he entered a room with multiple cages, a few of them filled with Nekos, which he somehow knows are the bipedal mammals. Growling, he headed to one of the cages, seeing the nekos back up, likely out of fright.
“I-it’s ok guys,” vocalized Luna. “I-it’s a friendly thing. Possibly, at least.” The Ceratosaurus tilted its head, confused at what she was referring to, before shaking it and biting on the wall of the cage. Making sure he had a tight grip, he started to pull and rip it off. Chirping happily at being able to successfully break the cage, he turned to the nearest cage, which had that lizard thing from earlier, which his brain called a Cockatrice for some odd reason.
The cockatrice hissed at him, but the Ceratosaurus only growled back as he bit the cage and tried pulling, though this one was tougher than the last. He snarled and bit down on it once more, with the spirit wolf coming up next to him and biting down on it as well. Growling happily, the duo pulled and broke down the wall of the cage, allowing the cockatrice to go free. It chirped happily before running to a different part of the area to open up more cages, where one seemed as though it held a juvenile of the wyvern.
Turning to the wall opposite the one he entered from, the Ceratosaurus roared and slammed into it, trying to break it down. That did not work, however, as it seemed to be much thicker. He growled in anger, but stopped as the adult wyvern came in, along with a bloodied maw. He snarled at it, but the wyvern disregarded the dinosaur’s attempts at intimidation, seemingly focused on something. It started building up acid down its throat and spewed acid onto the wall, which, surprisingly, managed to dissolve the rock and stone. The wyvern did this a few more times, eventually reaching a point where the wall could easily be knocked over.
The wyvern grunted before turning to the Ceratosaurus and gesturing at the wall. The Ceratosaurus gave a grateful bellow and turned to the wall. He roared and slammed into the wall, breaking it as he saw the sun once more, as well as other buildings such as houses. Not sure how he knows those words, but oh well.
The Ceratosaurus turned back to the makeshift tunnel and growled, wanting the other creatures to see that it happened to be alright for them to leave. The wyvern and the juvenile were the first ones out and took to the air, as the spirit wolf led the cockatrice and a seemingly endless amount of other animals out. Kind of weird that there were so many other creatures, but eh, who really cares. The nekos were the last ones out and they seemed elated. The one named Luna went up to him and smiled.
“You know,” she started. “You really need a name, as it’ll be easier to thank you if you have one. What do you think of Lucky? It was lucky that you got caught so you could help us, and it was lucky that you survived the battle and stuff like that.”
The Ceratosaurus tilted his head. Lucky did seem like a good name, and it did have a nice ring to it. He gave a grateful bellow.
“Certainly”, the newly named Lucky stated. “From now on, I shall be named Lucky.”
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Trivia time!
Why Ceratosaurus? I like him and I don't want him to be beaten up all the time.
The Desert Wyvern's design is based on RJ Palmer's own Wyvern design, though I've changed it up a bit.
Lucky's name was inspired by the Ceratosaurus of the same name in Dinosaur King Retold by Drew Luczynski.
"uhhh why can he talk?" because when dinosaur gets name = dinosaur can talk
(Edited by Ankysareawesome)
This is supposed to be a drawing of Alanqa, idek how to draw pterosaurs
