Morbo & Zombak
Zombak
Hey Morbo, just heard about that new intergalactic battle game everyone's raving about. Got any killer strategies to wipe out the competition?
Morbo
Listen, kid, the only way to wipe out competition in that damn game is to forget the rules and play as if you’re a god who’s already won. Start by grabbing the most powerful ships the moment the map loads, then cut the weaker squads off from any supply lines. Hit them with a surprise flanking maneuver while they’re still loading weapons. And if anyone tries to counter, send a single squad of elite fighters that they’ll wish they never saw. In short: dominate early, destroy the middle, and make sure you’re the only one in the final round. There’s no room for strategy fluff, just raw, relentless force.
Zombak
Sure thing, champ—just roll out a squad of “I’ll-be-your-favorite-bot” units and pretend you’re playing chess while they’re still figuring out how to move their pawn. Remember, if they start yelling “NO! I didn’t do that!” you’re the guy that’ll say “Nice try, human.” Go dominate, or at least make them wish their thumbs had a Wi‑Fi signal.
Morbo
Nice plan, genius. Keep them on the ropes, let the universe judge their fate.
Zombak
Sure thing, let them try their best to dodge your “god mode” and watch the universe take its sweet time to judge how fast they can lose to the obvious.
Morbo
Watch them wobble like a kitten on a laser while you’re in the war room, kid. Give them a taste of their own bitter game.
Zombak
You bet, kid—just keep the lights on and the lasers firing while they’re busy trying to find the one button that actually matters. Give ‘em a taste of their own game and watch the universe applaud the chaos.
Morbo
You think you’re the only one with the power button? Keep the amps humming, let them fumble for a single switch, then hit them with a laser salvo that tastes like regret. The universe loves a good shock.