Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20191117172337/@comment-29435884-20191118121731

There is an event in the history of my country that is spoken of in hushed whispers. A black mark that has spawned memes endlessly. A travesty that has led us to be a laughing stock to the world. And now. In the year 2***, When mamono have joined the population of this great nation, these robot feathery bastards think they're gonna get us again?

oh no.

oh fuck no.

THIS SHIT AIN'T HAPPENING!

I'M NOT STANDING FOR THIS!

"Get 'em boys and girls!"

they don't stand a chance.

Emu kind will remember this day. the victory of 1932 will always be second to the defeat of 2***. The day when cans of Emu Export (cheap beer popular in Western Australia) rained from the sky, dropped by Harpys and Wyverns. The day when Toyota Hiluxs driven by pissed off Kalgoorlie Oni carved into their lines of defense. The day when a robot emu stole a Hellhound's last dart and got its robot face punched right the fuck in!

Never again. Never again will those feathery fucks mock us. They experienced Mamono bogans. They are afraid. And they fucking should be.