Brothers [and sisters too, I ain't no sexist here], these are indeed trying times we live in. CE prices are steadily going through the roof, jellies are being shot in the streets and regicide is just a sad fact of everyday life here in Cradle. But through it all, though the heretics may speak outside of trade chat, though the "noobs" might not be "able" to "keep up", though Tier 3 is a godless and unforgiving hellhole, there stands something strong, resolute and unchanging.

Gun Puppies.

"But Kittenbox," I hear you start to say, quickly hiding your trade chat macros [I know you are doing it there is no way], "Those statues in Haven aren't even Gun Puppies, they're just regular dog statues," to which I will respond with "HERESY AND LIES YOU ELF LOVING FIEND" and then shoot at you to little avail because PVP hasn't been instated yet. After that, though, I'll calmly proceed to explain to you that this world clearly does not belong to slimes, or gremlins, or us, but rather these fierce defenders of the homeland that are capable of destroying anything that moves. Perhaps, within this so called "core" lies an entire civilization of these Gun Puppies, that live Gun Puppy lives and dream Gun Puppy dreams, who are then conscripted into national defense when intrepid [expletive]-ruiners like us start knocking things around in the lower tiers.

Besides, don't you sometimes wonder why you see these statues everywhere, why the have limitless amounts of ammunition [like ourselves], come in a variety of specializations and sometimes show us vast amounts of mercy?

"Do you really have to jump right to some kind of puppy machine-god though?" You may inquire, to which I say, "YES, NOW JOIN THE CHURCH OF GUNPUPPOLOGY AND STOP SPAMMING THE CHAT WITH TRADE REQUESTS"

We are currently sized at "humble" but if you wish to contribute something to the movement [like yourself], contact IGNS: Kitten-Box or Stray-Cat and let the word hit you like a million little homing missiles.