Previously on Dead Monkey Society: Sam gets defrosted in a pile of dead monkeyborgs, is too fat to get eaten alive, gets insulted by a Princess and then eats small (yet tasty) edible delicacies. Due to an extended mid season break all quality control measures have been disabled and no apologies are due…
“Yes please!” wheezed the Princess with her last breath. The walls halted then a door slid open revealing a tall golden android carrying a silver tray. “My name is Pendleton; butler droid. I make tea. My orders also include ‘pleasure all sentient organic lifeforms with dainty but delicious savoury snacks’ …vol-au-vent?”
“I am detecting elevated levels of organic adrenalin from within trash compactor 37. Would anybody care for a nice warm herbal infusion?” Sam spat an ear out of his mouth and shouted in disbelief “…a what?!?” The walls were nearly together now. “I was thinking maybe a pleasant chamomile tea might help relax you sir…?”
There was a polite knock at the compactor door, barely audible over the grinding of gears and the growling of sub aquatic offal munching carnivores. Sam stopped being eaten alive for a moment and listened hard “I think I hear something your Royal monkiness!” The knock came again and then a quiet voice said…
“Button it chubs!” the Princess was desperately trying to hold back the walls with random body parts fashioned into a rudimentary hydraulic wall separating device. “Don’t you have a small minion android you can contact to shut down this trash compactor?” screamed Sam as sharp teeth started to nibble his extremities…
The floor gave way and the two prisoners were flushed down an endless tube finally tossing them into a large rusting box filled with stagnant water and mangled, rotten corpses. There was a mechanical groan as the walls started to move inwards and the water started to swirl with predatory life. “He called me fat…”
