Reject Humanity, Return to Monke
Ordinary day, ordinary life, that is until, I found myself getting stabbed to death by my fellow student for reasons unknown to me. Then some kind of holographic window prompting me to reincarnate appeared while I was busy drifting through the infinite darkness of the void. Of course, I pressed yes, it’s boring here, then found myself to be a dungeon master… As a fucking monkey no less…
Monke Skirmish (5)
~ Third Person POV ~
While Jionni and Xek made their way through the streets gunning for the museum, Gong and some of the primates had been tasked with supporting a small task force with the objective of taking back Rockefeller Center.
"So, remind me again why we're teaming up with some… monkeys again?"
"Tucker, we've been over this." Two soldiers were seen bickering with each other as they walked with their squad. "Damn FNG."
"I know, I know… It just feels, ya know… Awkward… Having these big lugs with us." Tucker thumbed at the nearby gorilla, who happened to be Gong. His response was a roll of his eyes and a snort.
"Focus, hooman. Me no responsible if you become corpse." Gong's word put a cork in the soldier's mouth, who was the victim of a whole slew of snickering from his squad.
"Thanks for the votes of encouragement, assholes." Tucker grumbled, his hand fiddling with the standard issue M4A1 slinged across his torso.