Bananatron Amusements Presents
They're hungry. You have bananas. Nobody has to get hurt. 🍌
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Freeplay Friday is a myth. The machine hungers.
Stardate 1986.4: the monkeys came from deep space, and they came hungry. Their target — the Great Orbital Orchard, Earth's entire strategic banana reserve, foolishly launched into orbit during the Potassium Crisis. Command wanted to fight them. You, the last cadet of the Orchard Defense Force, had a better idea:
feed them.
A fed monkey is a friendly monkey — sling a banana into that open mouth and it drifts home happy. But miss too often and they'll reach your banana pile and help themselves, one banana each. Lose the pile, lose the orchard. Eleven waves stand between you and peace. The eleventh is… well. Look at the number. 11. Two bananas, side by side. The twins. BANANAS PRIME.
| Rank | Pilot | Score |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | ADM — "The Admiral" (species: undisclosed) | 999999 |
| 2 | ZUZ | 421080 |
| 3 | BNA | 380200 |
| 4 | KID — some kid in Ohio, 1987, still talks about it | 254930 |
| 5 | YOU | 000000 |