Draft Log #3: During v. 2.0

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone on the draft
What: Day 3-5
When: August 27th-August 29th
Where: ONCE MORE INTO THE-- ...BEACH
Summary: Like it says above. The draftees reach the beach.
Rating: V FOR VIOLENT BEHAVIOUR!!


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Day 5!

[talontrot]

[Need some help with keeping those Third Party members off your ship, Daisy?

No? Because a dragon is sniping a few down from the sky with well-placed Grenade Eggs anyway, from where she was perched on one of the treetops in the forest.]

No way you're getting away with that priceless cargo thingy!

[Of course, she just happened to draw the remaining Third Party members' attention. Good job, Kazooie.]

[daisy023]

[The pilot checks her rear camera. Some of them are taken down by familiar eggs... coming from a dragon above one of the trees. The voice is deeper, but she guesses who it may be.

Kazooie.

The distraction catches the cultists' attention, though. Even if Sierra TwentyThree got a clear window to the building... The men come first.

She turns the Pelican around in a single motion, and its' nose whirls to rain dozens of anti-tank rounds against fragile meat and wings.]

[talontrot]

[...

Whoa. Okay. Eggs do not do that. Kazooie can only stare as several of the Third Party members are literally obliterated right in front of her.

A few, notably the ones with armour, escape deadly damage.

That is, until Kazooie follows it up with Fire Eggs, which cause the remaining ones to drop from the sky in obvious pain.]

...

That was so cool!

[Clearly, Kazooie is a bastion of moral fibre.]

[daisy023]

[Careful, Kazooie. Nintendo does not like M rated games. You might get a little more leeway now since both you and Daisy belong to Microsoft Game Studios. Along with the Pelican.]

I think anti-tank rounds were overkill. [Daisy's voice comes from the vehicle. Feeling the vast amount of sympathy and compassion towards the poor cultists as Kazooie.] Those eggs look familiar. That you, Kazooie?

[The gun on the nose of Sierra TwentyThree revises the area for possible threats. And seeing little, she does wonder if it was overkill.]

[talontrot]

Yeah, it's me! I'm in my Dragon Form right now - the Malnosso let me have it so I could kick even more butt!

... But man, this thing you have is really awesome! [Kazooie studies the Pelican with some surprise.] How'd you get it? I want one! [... Never mind that she can fly already...]

[daisy023]

Things you can request. Some lessons come first though.

[That, and people need training for this thing. Nevermind that designated Pelican pilots in the Halo games are red shirts of the brightest crimsom.]

I must say, Dragons aren't bad. [She had been seeing them a lot these last days, but flying and spitting fire? One of her favourite creatures (beside bears) when she was young.] I was gonna drop this thing over there. You wanna come?

[talontrot]

Sure thing, Daisy! But I need a Flight Pad to take off, unless I can Glide after you... [Which might be possible from the trees.] Think you can help gimme a lift or something?

[If all else fails she might be able to sit on the cargo.]

[daisy023]

Won't be a problem.

[Sierra TwentyThree's gun scans the area, then lowers herself to Kazooie's position, eventually to the point the dragon may be able to hop on board. Not a hard task per se, especially given the ease to fly this vehicle.]

[talontrot]

[This gives a whole new meaning to the term "riding shotgun". Kazooie jumps right on top of it, with a little "ruuu!" for good measure, and digs her draconic claws into the surface despite her not really needing much in the way of stabilization.]

Right! Let's get a move on!