Space orcs.

shabby-blog:

happywaffletree:

yall what about paintball. we’re compleatly forgetting paintball.

Being apart of the humans crew, Z’anna was invited to their “Team building” day.
They were on a planet very similar to Earth, but much much less deadly.

It wasn’t until they were each handed a GUN that she started to get very very worried.

“Z’anna’s on our team!” One of the humans shouted. Being a Silgrian meant she was naturally gifted with ranged weapons. Sharp eyes and great reflexes made her very dangerous and the best sniper in their team.

There was a small argument between the humans we had devided themselves into two groups before Z’anna was pulled along.
“Human James, I do not understand. Why are we fighting our own team? This is dangerous!”
“Nah, it’ll be fine! Just don’t shoot their faces or groins”

Z’anna realised that the ammunition within the guns wasn’t designed to kill, thankfully. It did create quite a colourful mess on the humans though. The bright splatters reminded her of her own race. “bird-like” the humans had called her. She’s flattered they find her colourful plumage beautiful, and she’s amused to see the humans breaking out in the same colours each time she shoots one of them.

By the end of the game, Z’anna’s team has clearly won, and Z’anna herself the  clear winner of them all. Despite the fact the humans are covered in mud and paint, brused and have minor scratches, they’re all bearing their teeth in pleasure and laughing. She can’t wait for the next “Team-building” day with these people. They may be insane, suicidal at times, homicidal at others, rude, and colourless. But they know how to have fun.