Elaphrosaur feelings

Let me guess: you've never heard of me. And I don't mean me specifically or my name, which is Lucidephiusm, for the record. I'm talking about my species, the Elaphrosaurus. Familiar with us? Didn't think so. My heritage wouldn't ring a bell with you in a smoke alarm factory. History has left us behind and I cannot stand it any longer.

Anyway, my friends call me Luce, and sometimes Lucifer, because it makes them hiss with glee. I honestly hate all of them, but they're at least similar to me. I detest them not nearly as much as the other local dinosaurs though. Those are the creatures I truly loathe. "Ohh, I'm Elaphrosaur, too ugly to ignore," chant the T-Rexes. "You look like an inbred giraffe," say the Stegosaurs. The Velociraptors just screech.

Well, Lucifer has had enough of this unrecognized hell and is unleashing it back. You will remember me! I may be rare but my tribe matters! We "pulled taffy looking beavers" are taking the world back! This is it. No more kangaroo road kill jokes for us!

I've concocted an elaborate plan with the Pterodactyls to gain new territories from those other soon-to-be fossilized bastards tomorrow. It may include you, but no one disrespects the Elaphrosaurus! We shall live forever and never be forgotten, I promise you that!