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Among all character Revamps, this one has to be the biggest and best one, Originally rex used to be more of a big dumb loser with a shit attitude. I felt that was just a sad character, so I instead made him more badass to fit in better with how I want the new age of the Dunceverse to be: A cheesy and over the top world that sounds like it came out of the 2000's like a bat out of hell.

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If for whatever reason you need a super weapon that just so happens to look like the main villain of a fucked up Valley of Gwangi reboot, Look no further than this augmented archosaur.

The culmination of billions of years in evolution, 65 million years of a dinosaurless world, centuries of prosthetics experimentation, about 3 days on google, and a bump of coke. This above-average-man sized killing machine is nothing to scoff at. Though he may seem sluggish and a bit too high on adrenaline for his own good, Rex's power knows little limits, and if said limits are found usually punching things lowers the bar down a little bit.

Now it may be exceedingly obvious that he is a Tyrannosaurus of earth, and not one of the wide variety of Tyrannosaur descendants of Terrapinopian origin. This is because he was, like much of the human population, warped to Terrapinopia by another one of those strange glowing stones.

Since he wasn't sentient like a human would be, he was almost immediately captured by the gains-attaining Anomaly Bureau of Science (ABS). A foundation that was forged to collect, study, and contain all unexplanable entities in the world, hopefully repurposing them into something useful, All while getting fit as fuck. What? No it wasn't plagiarized from an internet community, what are you talking about neck-hungry peanuts for?

Regardless, his collection poses a problem: What do you do with a newly found young and growing Tyrannosaur? Turn him into a war machine because the military paid you to do so. Obviously. Now they didnt exactly pay in advance, and the electrical bill and anesthesia funds were spend on hookers, but they had to get some kind of prototype out. It doesn't matter that the main scientist is hung over nor that the room they keep a dinosaur restrained with a leather belt in has no light whatsoever. 11 straight hours into what was labled "Project: Mechanosaur", full of cutting something here, bolting something there, yelling at the flashlight holder, and doing everclear shots to make the bite wounds numb up, voila! A sapient prototype and a big fat paycheck. now that they were able to pin down a process for one, mass production and refinement was only inevitable. Leaving their little prototype with no more reason to be alive than to question him about what the world looked like in his era.

It's not all bad though, the scientist tasked with feeding him and questioning him seems to not really care about their job at all. considering they're imprisoned alongside the other creatures, they seem to care more about escaping the laboratory themself. It looks like the two have more in common than expected.

Even with all the insufficient anesthesia, he still has a good sense of humor and a love of all things soft and fluffy. Even finding humans of all creatures to be cute, yes the whole surgery thing was his equivalent of you being gored by a puppy. Regardless, this comes at the cost of a temper held up by a metaphorical single wet playing card.

Description

Among all character Revamps, this one has to be the biggest and best one, Originally rex used to be more of a big dumb loser with a shit attitude. I felt that was just a sad character, so I instead made him more badass to fit in better with how I want the new age of the Dunceverse to be: A cheesy and over the top world that sounds like it came out of the 2000's like a bat out of hell.

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If for whatever reason you need a super weapon that just so happens to look like the main villain of a fucked up Valley of Gwangi reboot, Look no further than this augmented archosaur.

The culmination of billions of years in evolution, 65 million years of a dinosaurless world, centuries of prosthetics experimentation, about 3 days on google, and a bump of coke. This above-average-man sized killing machine is nothing to scoff at. Though he may seem sluggish and a bit too high on adrenaline for his own good, Rex's power knows little limits, and if said limits are found usually punching things lowers the bar down a little bit.

Now it may be exceedingly obvious that he is a Tyrannosaurus of earth, and not one of the wide variety of Tyrannosaur descendants of Terrapinopian origin. This is because he was, like much of the human population, warped to Terrapinopia by another one of those strange glowing stones.

Since he wasn't sentient like a human would be, he was almost immediately captured by the gains-attaining Anomaly Bureau of Science (ABS). A foundation that was forged to collect, study, and contain all unexplanable entities in the world, hopefully repurposing them into something useful, All while getting fit as fuck. What? No it wasn't plagiarized from an internet community, what are you talking about neck-hungry peanuts for?

Regardless, his collection poses a problem: What do you do with a newly found young and growing Tyrannosaur? Turn him into a war machine because the military paid you to do so. Obviously. Now they didnt exactly pay in advance, and the electrical bill and anesthesia funds were spend on hookers, but they had to get some kind of prototype out. It doesn't matter that the main scientist is hung over nor that the room they keep a dinosaur restrained with a leather belt in has no light whatsoever. 11 straight hours into what was labled "Project: Mechanosaur", full of cutting something here, bolting something there, yelling at the flashlight holder, and doing everclear shots to make the bite wounds numb up, voila! A sapient prototype and a big fat paycheck. now that they were able to pin down a process for one, mass production and refinement was only inevitable. Leaving their little prototype with no more reason to be alive than to question him about what the world looked like in his era.

It's not all bad though, the scientist tasked with feeding him and questioning him seems to not really care about their job at all. considering they're imprisoned alongside the other creatures, they seem to care more about escaping the laboratory themself. It looks like the two have more in common than expected.

Even with all the insufficient anesthesia, he still has a good sense of humor and a love of all things soft and fluffy. Even finding humans of all creatures to be cute, yes the whole surgery thing was his equivalent of you being gored by a puppy. Regardless, this comes at the cost of a temper held up by a metaphorical single wet playing card.