They can see it in the distance, a massive sinister looking supervillain outpost. It's a little over the top in its design due to being imagined up by some really uncreative villains with a yen for Gothic architecture.
Their way there isn't unimpeded. Though their destination is in sight, something blocks their way.
It's a cloud of pigs, a massive swarm of pigs with wings. Most of them are pink, some are blue due to being a variant native to the planet Winath, but they're all definitely pigs and they all have wings, because apparently someone on this world said the phrase "when pigs fly" just a little too often for the laws of irony and absurdity to ignore it.
The pigs are all very friendly looking, at first. The lead pig stares at them.
Its empty eyes stare into their souls...
And find them wanting.
"SNRT SNRT SNRRTT SQWEEEEEEEE!"* It cries out a battle cry and then the pigs bare their teeth and attack, flying towards the Delorean. They start shooting lasers out of their eyes, trying to shoot it out of the air.
The pigs will defend their airspace. The two are not worthy by their piggy standards to pass.
*"Their souls are impure! Make their tummies into breakfast meats! DESTROY THEM!"
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Their way there isn't unimpeded. Though their destination is in sight, something blocks their way.
It's a cloud of pigs, a massive swarm of pigs with wings. Most of them are pink, some are blue due to being a variant native to the planet Winath, but they're all definitely pigs and they all have wings, because apparently someone on this world said the phrase "when pigs fly" just a little too often for the laws of irony and absurdity to ignore it.
The pigs are all very friendly looking, at first. The lead pig stares at them.
Its empty eyes stare into their souls...
And find them wanting.
"SNRT SNRT SNRRTT SQWEEEEEEEE!"* It cries out a battle cry and then the pigs bare their teeth and attack, flying towards the Delorean. They start shooting lasers out of their eyes, trying to shoot it out of the air.
The pigs will defend their airspace. The two are not worthy by their piggy standards to pass.
*"Their souls are impure! Make their tummies into breakfast meats! DESTROY THEM!"