survival the tung tung the sahur

The year is 2155. In a last-move by the United States Government, they deployed their best, genetically modified, lab-grown weapon. The Tung. However, he grew out of hand when he learned of the clones, and breaking them free, he wreaked havoc across the entire quad-state area. Years have passed since the Sahuring, and the last few pieces of civilization hide from the bat-wielding menaces in a large tree-houses. Due to the anatomical structure of the Tungs, they cannot climb ladders. However, the treehouse is running dry, and there's only one place left to go. The Billboard. (this was made as a complete joke [should be top of homepage though 👀])