Imagine being in the Goblin army

imagine being the goblins from the goblin invasion. you’re ready to invade this land, and make it your own, and then someone is on a roof staring at you with a weird yellow hive gun. you keep going, fearlessly, and the person shoots the gun. you expect bullets, but instead it shoots out a ton of bees, which would normally be pissed, but they just keep going. the army gets some of them away, but somehow, the person just keeps shooting bees, more bees than he should be able to fit inside the gun. You retreat, watching your friends die from the seemingly endless swarm of bees. As you’re leaving, you see the one with the bee gun running around, picking up your dead friends spiked balls and money. You have nightmares for years afterwards, remembering the mysterious bee man. You decide to get revenge on him. But not directly. You get the other goblins to make it seem they abandoned you for being weak. Then, you wait. It feels like forever. Will the bee person kill you? Will he help you? You fear it. Finally, you see it. An orange light. It’s the bee man. But now, he is wearing what looks like a motorcycle outfit. He unties you and helps you out. You offer to sell him items and reforge his accessories. Little did he know that he would soon go broke, because you are A MASSIVE PIECE OF SHIT JUST FUCKING GIVE ME THE UNREAL MODIFIER ON MY MEGASHARK I’M GIVING YOU MY FUCKING COLLEGE SAVINGS, and you chuckle, knowing there was nothing he could do now that he was out of money.