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After the terrible nuclear holocaust of World War 3 all that was left were beans and guns.
Everything had BEAN eradicated.
In a freak mutation involving the corpses of dead people all around the globe (or dinosaur, or disk), and beans, beanmen (♥♥♥♥ abeanus) grew out of the DNA from the merged bean and mammal cells
And they were thirsty, thirsty for blood.
Picking up the nearest weapon they could find they started to maim and destroy each other with prejudice, the wanton disregard for life and destruction made even the doom slayer quake in his boots.
And so we bring us back to the present, beans fighting with every weapon they can lay their hands on.
Will they continue to destroy each other in their thirst for flesh?
or will they figure out how to build a civilisation and stop the disregard for beanmen life?
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┻┳| •.•) did you say memes?
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