Computer, one hundred Nazis, fully dressed with weapons but the weapons dont work.

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Computer, one fully grown T-Rex.

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Oh, almost forgot. Computer, give the tyrannosaurus a saddle and reins so I can ride it into battle.

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Run program.

  • Bureaucrat [pup/pup's, null/void]@hexbear.net
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    8 days ago

    There’s a Scifi book series where human colony ships go off into deep space and aren’t heard from for many years and when they’re encountered by the core worlds again they’ve modified themselves to live in a variety of environments, like there are space moth people with giant wings who fly along solar rays and a wide assortment of furries.