Its the ‘Own a musket for home defense‘ copypasta but changed into Gears of War universe.
I own a Torque Bow for home defense, since that’s what The Allfathers intended.
Four drones break into my house. I shouted, “Jeez Louise, what the fuck!”
I grabbed my cog helmet and Torque Bow, and blow the first locust into bloody chunks, he’s dead on the spot. Draw my snub pistol on the second grub, miss him entirely because its accuracy sucks and nails the neighbors pet ticker.
I have to resort to the hammer of dawn I have at the top of the stairs, “eat dirt and die motherfucker!” the hammer turns the two grubs into dust, the shockwaves set off car alarms.
Grab my retro lancer and charge the last terrified locust. He bleeds out waiting for Myrrah to save him since bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up.
Ah yes,
Just as The Allfathers intended