Antagonist, in a sultry tone: Look at this village. Full of sweet, innocent men, women, and children. Including all those refugees from the town I blew up. *puts his hand on the paladin’s shoulder and looks deep into his eyes, past the paladin into the core of his soul* In order to save this village, you must draw me like one of your French girls.
Fighbird goes back home and tells everyone about pigeons and that they’re yellow flying things that get stuck on windshields, but Exkaiser corrects him. They are birds and you’re supposed to paint their unborn offspring bright colors and hide them under bushes then consume the flesh of the dead bird to celebrate a
magicalterrifying fat man that breaks into your house and eats your food before going to the next house. Soon it is known across the galaxy that humans are a terrifying race that worship the ritualistic killing of birds and the women eat babies.
And that’s why the Galactic Police come to Earth at the end of J-Decker :D
……. I forgot that I wrote this.