Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20170514033014/@comment-27163598-20170521223451

Drift was sort of standing in the middle of the action the whole time, considering he hasn’t picked a side, he was just enjoying the view. The scene was beautiful, Rover was immobilizing a protsaurus whatever while staligmite was slapping him hard across the face. Lucious was rodeoing on the back of a galli, amazing sight.



He walks over to a small bush next to a rock, squashes down the bush as a cushion and rested his back across the rock, he looked to is side, a small picnic basket sat next to him along with a radio. He pulled a serviette out and stuffed the corner down his his top under his neck. He started flicking through the radio stations and settled for an opera song that matched the action. The picnic basket has a small chicken and cheese sandwich, a bottle of wine and a wine glass. He lefts the sandwich close to his face and looks toward the view, taking a nice big bite of the juicy chicken. He places down the sandwich and takes the wine and rips out the cork. He sniffs the essence coming from the bottle and pours a glass, drinking it in favour of its flavour. He looks at the action, the allies [and the raptors] as getting their buts handed to them, quite literally, each being taken down and overpowered. Drift removes the serviette and starts walking off, then he stops, in a deep inner argument with his conscious.



All of the above is a joke, I’ll be doing a lot of that with Drift.



The bandit has Lucious on the ground, foot on his neck, Rover has one guy holding his head and the other holding his tail, everyone was down and being held still, they have lost this battle.



<p style="margin:12pt0cm;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Then they see a large rock, a boulder, rolling their way, the distractions gives Adder an open window and he takes it, kicking someone in the bhind which leads a chain of escapes. Drift stands on the boulder running backwards to push it along, he was talking as he went. Opera music was still playin in the background, the boulder bumped up as he ran over his target, then again, the again. Then the music stopped, he looked around and the bandit was holding the cord to the radio. Drift was unpleased “You dare turn off my tunes” The bandit pulled a small ipod from his feathers “If we do this, we do it to some real music” Ipod shuffle and away we go. The bandit pressed a few buttons and then “Call me maybe came on?” The bandit was obviously embarrassed, trying to turn off the music “That’s not mine, I don’t know how that got there” Drift grew a dim smile “Sure sure, might music man, Hey Everyone, Our DJ Likes Girls Music”

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<p style="margin:12pt0cm;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Hahah, why is no one laughing?

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<p style="margin:12pt0cm;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Ha, here we go, take a bite of this” the bandit snarled

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<p style="margin:12pt0cm;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Starts playin the meme song “Never gonna give you up”