*Most of the army is stopped in their tracks, a few manage to take refuge under an umbrella and press forward*
*The LAF planes pull up and circle back into the clouds*
Leprechaun-in-chief: "Deploy wave two! Soda bread is go!"
Sorrel: "Deploy him, deploy him, the Barber of Seville!"
*These two code phrases, spoken into separate walkie talkies, are designed to ensure that the plan isn't tampered with by a getting into a commander's head and ordering an attack at the wrong moment*
*At nearby airfields, over a hundred green sheep helicopters fire up their rotors and begin lifting off the ground*
*These few s take to the sewers for shelter as they continue on their path*
"If ye be saying the can be defeated...then I would take ye ashore meself, if only I could. But the dinghies be lost, and this ship is stuck on the rocks..."
*I nod towards your sword*
"there might be a way of getting rid of the rocks, and pushing the ship to shore..."
"And getting out of this giant sea monster?"
I may or may not have forgotten we were inside a sea monster...
"Can yer sword be blowing explosions through the beast's teeth, miss?"
*The LAF planes pull up and circle back into the clouds*
Leprechaun-in-chief: "Deploy wave two! Soda bread is go!"
Sorrel: "Deploy him, deploy him, the Barber of Seville!"
*These two code phrases, spoken into separate walkie talkies, are designed to ensure that the plan isn't tampered with by a getting into a commander's head and ordering an attack at the wrong moment*
*At nearby airfields, over a hundred green sheep helicopters fire up their rotors and begin lifting off the ground*
*These few s take to the sewers for shelter as they continue on their path*
*The helicopters are disappointed to discover this when they arrive at the site of the battlefield*
*They proceed to go ahead to the power plant, hoping to arrive there before the *
I may or may not have forgotten we were inside a sea monster...
"Can yer sword be blowing explosions through the beast's teeth, miss?"
I thought maybe that was the case.
"Might take a minute, but I think so..."
"Then lets be getting on with it! First order of business be gettin' the beast to throw up. Might be it'll close its teeth once it realises the ship be coming up its gullet in one piece, but at least we'll be back in the creature's mouth. I'll make the ship ready, the two of ye start pounding on the walls!"
*The pirate climbs back on the deck and starts hoisting the sails*
*I uncertainly climb after him, pick up a long oar and start banging on the side of the sea monster's stomach*
*The helicopters are disappointed to discover this when they arrive at the site of the battlefield*
*They proceed to go ahead to the power plant, hoping to arrive there before the *
*The s were able to move much faster in the darkness of the sewers*
*The helicopters arrive to find the s tugging on some random wires*
*This annoys the sheep, as they are unable to use fizzy lemonade or pizza sauce so close to the wires*
*Instead, they use winches to lower an elite strike time of sheep. They wear earphones playing the famous opera Ode to on repeat, wear smartglasses that overlay a slightly tinted over everything they see, and carry multiple packs of -cookies to chew on regularly*
"Then lets be getting on with it! First order of business be gettin' the beast to throw up. Might be it'll close its teeth once it realises the ship be coming up its gullet in one piece, but at least we'll be back in the creature's mouth. I'll make the ship ready, the two of ye start pounding on the walls!"
*The pirate climbs back on the deck and starts hoisting the sails*
*I uncertainly climb after him, pick up a long oar and start banging on the side of the sea monster's stomach*
*I create some explosions for this effect, not wanting to use the sword part of the sword, that seems risky*
*The s were able to move much faster in the darkness of the sewers*
*The helicopters arrive to find the s tugging on some random wires*
*This annoys the sheep, as they are unable to use fizzy lemonade or pizza sauce so close to the wires*
*Instead, they use winches to lower an elite strike time of sheep. They wear earphones playing the famous opera Ode to on repeat, wear smartglasses that overlay a slightly tinted over everything they see, and carry multiple packs of -cookies to chew on regularly*
*The s try hopping in the sheeps' heads, but the force of shoves them out*
"Then lets be getting on with it! First order of business be gettin' the beast to throw up. Might be it'll close its teeth once it realises the ship be coming up its gullet in one piece, but at least we'll be back in the creature's mouth. I'll make the ship ready, the two of ye start pounding on the walls!"
*The pirate climbs back on the deck and starts hoisting the sails*
*I uncertainly climb after him, pick up a long oar and start banging on the side of the sea monster's stomach*
*I create some explosions for this effect, not wanting to use the sword part of the sword, that seems risky*
*The stomach walls shake and contract, slowly pushing the ship towards a narrow tunnel ahead*
getting into a commander's head and ordering an attack at the wrong moment* 
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