the land was cold…DEAD COLD…covered with ice and snow… it was known that the world presumed to soon be no more… all you wanted to do was wait the death of the universe out… and peacefully go with it…what could you do after all?..as you sat drinking your liquor… you looked over to see a few other faces…a bully wug…a harpy… and some goopy guy…it was pure silence…until a large steampunk robot thingy burst through the roof… screeching in a deep town

“I AM COMANDER VIXXOIC, SECOND OF COMAND TO LORD BELTHOMOTH. YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN TO BE SACRIFISED. PREPARE FOR DEATH.”

*** the bullywug, the harpy, and the slime guy get up to attack the mechanical machine, what do you do?…((btw create your character time!))***