Mr. H: Nutcracker, how are we lookin’?

Nutcracker: It looks like one of our members has rescued another captive.

Loose Cannon: Which means…we have one more left.

Andrew: Hahahahahaha! I can’t believe it! We’re almost done here!

Desert Wind: Just one more captive we have yet to save, and this mission will be accomplished.

Weredawg: *approaches the headquarters along with Werenyan and Jackknife* Hey, guys! We’re back!

Mr. H: S’up, Weredawg. How long have you three been pulling it off?

Jackknife: Heh. Barely broke a sweat.

Werenyan: It was a piece of cake. No doubt.

Unnamed Weregoat: *approaches the headquarters* Hmm…*looks around*

Andrew: *sees the Unnamed Weregoat* Hm?

Loose Cannon: *see the Unnamed Weregoat* Umm…who’s that big hairy demon you guys brought here?

Jackknife: Would you believe us if we told you this is one of the hostages we’ve rescued?

Unnamed Weregoat: What’s up, fatasses? So, this is your big fancy headquarters, huh? Feels like a furry convention in here, Hehe.

Desert Wind: *concerned* I don’t know why, but…this one’s kinda give off bad vibes.

Unnamed Weregoat: *to Desert Wind* What, never seen a big hairy goat before? You know there’s an old saying about those you meet in person, “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” In fact, you guys seem pretty cool in MY book…for a group of fat furs, that is.

Andrew: Heh. Look who’s talking. You’re looking extra thick yourself.

Unnamed Weregoat: *shrugs* I’m just sayin’. Besides, who doesn’t love big men? The bigger they are, the better to be smothered by those hams.

Desert Wind: *confused* Smothered by those hams?

Mr. H: *to Desert Wind* He means getting your face smushed under all dat ass.

Desert Wind: *gets the idea* Oooooh. So, in other words…facesitting. Okay, I see it now.

Unnamed Weregoat: Heh. Well, enough talk! It’s time I gave those bozos one hell of a show!

Mr. H: You talking about F.E.N.R.I.’s troops?

Unnamed Weregoat: Hell yeah, man! Nobody shoots up at my concert, holds me captive, and gets the fuck away with it! It’s time those asshats learned what happens when you mess with the goat!

Weredawg: Well, you’re always welcome to join us!

Unnamed Weregoat: *to Weredawg* Wait, you mean I’m already accepted?

Mr. H: *shrugs* Well, if you put it that way…

Unnamed Weregoat: Well, damn. Heh. Didn’t expect I’d be part of your little big club.

Nutcracker: For an old goat, you sure talk a lot. Who are you, anyway?

Goatman: *to Nutcracker* Someone you’re fucking around is the one you’re about to find out. A wild caprine that loves to rock and roam in the darkness. The name…is Goatman. Got it memorized?