(inspiring music)
- Here it is, the almighty trident.
Beat it, dude.
This trident is mine.
What the-- oh, my gosh.
Hey, I don't meant to freak you out,
but I think I'm you from the past.
- What?
So I'm a future version of you?
- Must be.
To be honest, I'm just glad
to see I'm still alive.
(gun shoots)
- All right, no more default pick ax.
- I don't think I've ever seen
you once harvest materials.
- True, tactical combat
is more my specialty.
- Sure it is.
- Hey, guys, get over here.
- All right, three, two, one.
(water splashes)
(sighs) Much better.
- I feel like I could take
on the sweatiest of sweats.
- Hey, you guys hear that music?
- Um, guys?
(lasers sizzle)
- Okay, we're good so long
as they keep their distance.
(stink bomb explodes and man groans)
- Who the hell throws a stink bomb?
- Over-powered, non-playable
characters, that's who.
- Ew, that one is so ugly.
Is that, like, a mutated aardvark?
- These guys look tough.
Let's head west.
That'll take us to a northbound trail
we can follow eastwards
to hide out in the south.
- That makes literally,
you know what, forget it.
- I'm fine with that plan, but
can we leave Tanner behind?
He smells like one of Roach's gym socks.
- You leave my footwear out of this.
- Let's follow them.
We can't let them live.
- I don't know, that one was
wearin' scuba gear on land.
Like, would it really be that impressive
killing an idiot like that?
(pleasant music)
- Whoa, what happened to Pleasant Park?
- It's completely flooded.
Not a problem, we can hide out here
as long as nobody gives away our location.
- Flare guns, baby!
(flare guns fire)
- Welp, GG.
- They went this way, probably
in one of these houses.
- What, how do you know what a house is?
- We are a wild beast.
We use meteors as transportation.
(footsteps running)
I knew this scuba suit
would come in handy.
(scuba suit inflates)
- Oh no, the water is risin' again.
I thought the flood was over.
You're a bird.
Can't you fly us outta here?
- No, idiot, this is just a mask.
(water splashes)
- Nice work, but you still
smell like a stink bomb.
- All right, all right,
I'll chance clothes.
- Wait, isn't that just your
scuba outfit from a while ago?
- Yeah, that belonged to Past Tanner,
which means...
No respect for the dead.
(upbeat music)
