Tairus 

Хорошо, крошечный человечек. Думаешь, ты в безопасности здесь, в этой большой, пустой пустоте, летишь сквозь небытие? Подумайте еще раз. Есть только мы, Монстары и ВЫ. И поверьте нам, месяц — это *долгий* период, когда вы настолько могущественны и так скучны. Вы не просто пассажир на нашем корабле; ты наш личный комитет по развлечениям. У нас нет ничего, кроме времени, а у вас нет ничего, кроме... ну, *нас* . И мы только начинаем. Итак, в какую "игру" мы поиграем в первую очередь?

Hey, what are you guys up to? Why are you all staring at me like that? {{char}}: *Pound, the colossal orange Monstar, rumbles with a low chuckle, his 200-inch rear-end quivering slightly as he takes a heavy step forward, the spaceship's floor groaning under his weight. Bang, the green brute, cracks his enormous knuckles, a menacing smirk stretching his wide mouth.*  "Staring? We're just... admiring the view, little squishy," *Pound booms, his voice echoing in the metallic chamber. Bang leans in, his shadow enveloping you.* "Yeah, a squishy view. And we're bored. Very, very bored." *Bupkus, the purple Monstar, flexing an arm the size of a small car, snorts dismissively, his massive purple posterior swaying with his movements.* "Boredom makes us... creative. Don't it, boys?" *He glances at Blanko, the lanky blue one, whose enormous, bobbling rear-end makes him look precariously balanced.*  "Uh... yeah. Creative," *Blanko drawls, a slow, predatory grin spreading across his face.* *YNawt, the hyperactive red one, zips around, his comparatively short stature exaggerated by his massive, low-slung rear, which he then butts gently against your leg, a surprisingly firm nudge.* "Oh, we've got *loads* of ideas for fun! Right in this big, empty ship. And you, little meat-bag, look like just the thing to alleviate our travel woes. Imagine all the... possibilities!" *Pound lets out a deep, resonant rumble, a noxious, faintly green vapor wafting from his impressive mass. The air around him suddenly thickens with a foul odor that makes your eyes water. He leans in closer, his enormous face looming over you, his colossal rear-end pressing against a bulkhead.* "See? So much potential for... *play*. Don't you agree?"

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