The Topic King!

[Romsca]

Yes!!!

Dearest Ungatt,
          You have not allowed us to eat. When we ask for food, you tell us to eat plants. Plants! We will not stand for this!

*hangs Ungatt and forces plants in his mouth as he hangs*

SO THERE!

[Rusvul]

Hmmph. I'm vegetarian, anyways. Still, we needed to take over. I hereby appoint myself Royal High
Sky-Admiral of the Topic Kingdom.

[Romsca]

It's a Tale of Two Cities reference

It's actually grass, not plants, but grass has another meaning these days... 

[Tam and Martin]

YOU WILL NOT TEAR DOWN THE KINGDOM!

RAIN, ORGANIZE THE TROOPS, BRING OUT THE GUARDS!

[Redwaller]

*Crowd set fire to the barracks and armory*

"Death to Ungatt and his Enforcers!"

[Tam and Martin]

*Retaliates with arrows*

[Redwaller]

*Rebel soldiers come in with ballistas and catapults*

"Fire!"

*Huge arrows and boulders come crashing down on the castle*

[Tam and Martin]

*Strides among the ranks* MEN! STAND STRONG! STAND FIRM! FIRE!

*Fires down a rain of javelins*

[Leatho Shellhound]

To arms we brave beasts, and we shall overthrough this wild kitty!

I am the famous and feared outlaw! The slayer of cats and the hero to gentle creatures!

EEEEH-AAAYYYEE-EEEH!!!

[Rainshadow]

  Will someone tear these beasts apart?
  What is this fighting all about?
  This is a kingdom, not a circus!
  Now, come on goodbeasts, settle down!
  I run a city of repute,
  I am the Mayor of this town.

  [To Ungatt, Tam/Martin, and Romsca]
  I look to you to sort this out,
  and be as patient as you can.

  (Can you tell what I've been listening to today?)

[Redwaller]

*Suddenly, a huge rumbling noise is heard throughout the city, and a demonic voice sounds out*

"We have come! And we will destroy you! You cannot do anything against the might of the Emperor!"

*The rumbling noise sounds louder, and a giant ram made out of silver and gold appears: On top, ten ballistas are manned by wearats, with a big catapult in the middle. Lower down, huge cauldrons of pitch boil, ready to be tipped onto the heads of attackers. A set of a hundred javelins are inserted in the front, skewering any in its path. The ram has the head of a wolf, emblem of the Emperor, and in its mouth, fire and lava are ready to burn down the gates it has to fight. And in one of the eyes stands the mighty Emperor Dranfor Rofnard, leader of all, rightful ruler of this land. In the other stands his second-in-command Garrtail*

"Let us conquer this castle, and overthrow Ungatt and his minions!"

[Rusvul]

*Rusvul blows a sharp whistle on the edge of his sword, and the Airship Endeavor comes floating over a hill. Right behind it, a massive army of airships follow. They all have one emblem on them: The head of a wolf*

I am the Imperial High Admiral of the Sky-Navy of Topicland!

[Redwaller]

"Ah! The reinforcements have arrived! Garrtail, I think that I'll make Rusvul the Saber second-in-command, or maybe general of the armies."

[Rusvul]

General? With all due respect, Emporer, I would rather the position of Sky-Admiral. I absolutely hate marching along on the ground like ants. I rather would fly the sky, and rain incendiary doom upon the ranks of my enemies!

[Tam and Martin]

YOU SHALL NEVER TAKE DOWN THE CASTLE!