Ontop a Sand Dune

Dro's Black tiger was ontop of a sand dune, all fours planted into sand. Dro himself sat ontop of the cockpit, which was on the head of the machine, with sunglasses on and a orange tange drink with two ice cubes in it. Black Tigers head moved up a little bit, letting out a low roar, saying something to Dro. "I know its boring out here. Thats why i got this drink." He said sarcastically, sipping his tange with a strong alcohol smell to it. The tiger moved his head slowly to one side, looking over to the horizon and letting out another garggled roar. "...Your such a wuss. Cant you wait for like 10 more minutes? Its nice out here." The day was extremely unusal. It was extremely bright out with dots of clouds here and there, but it was only 77 degress or so out. Very weird climate for a desert. Dro wanted to enjoy a peaceful day, but his zoid didnt like sitting around. Black had his self centered personality for some reason. Dro didnt know why, nor did he care. As long as it commanded him in battle, he was fine with a little company. Dro looked at the Twin Vulcan on his back, which he just mounted, looking at there brand new metal look. He wanted to test these out. He was almost giddy.

With a grin, Dro hopped up, stepped aside and the cockpit hatch popped up. He hopped into the seat, Dro took the latch above him and closed it, the hatch sealing shut with a PSSHHH sound. The cockpit was alot darker than the outside, with cool air flowing through it for comfort. The small room was tinted green because of the displays and the monitor systems on the dash, also because of the front window infront of him. Looking out of it, he could see why the room was green, it being a dark green in itself. He flipped a few switchs infront of him on the dash near the radar system, and a targeting crossight came into view on his front display. "Lets test these out Black." The mechanical tiger roared abit in agreement. Dro took the two controls, two wand like devices that wrapped around the hand, as the crosshairs on the front display slide around a area of dune that was infront of him. He squeezed two triggers on both the controls handles. Two large mechanical spinning noises were heard, as a blast of bullets flies out onto the side of the dune in a burst. Dro couldnt see the fire that emitted from the end of long tubes that spit out each bullet, but he could see the sand kicking up violently infront of him. After a two seconds of holding down the triggers, Dro released them, and the rounds stopped. The cannons ontop stopped spinning, and Dro looked at the mayhem he caused. The dun looked like it was split into two for a second, a dust cloud gathering around the scene, as the sand ontop of the dune toppled over, and fell from lack of support. Dro laughed. "Man! Those things can cause trouble! What do you think Black?" The mechanical tiger let out a roar in agreement, and let out a large roar in excitment, holding his head high. "Hahaha! I knew you liked them you crazy ass cat!"Dro pushed a button next to what looked a line of gauges for tempurature, cooling systems, hydrolic systems gauges, oil temps, etc. And the hatch burst open. He climbed out, as the hatch closed, and Dro jumped off the head of the tiger, and looked at its under belly. "Now where... is it..."

With his cup in hand, he yells. "HEY!! Big Black!! Could you lower yourself alittle bit?!" The mechanical animal lets out a light growl, putting his hind onto the ground. Like a dog sitting on command. Dro tilted his head in with a blank look. "Thanks buddy... that was ingenuis thinking...." He puts his hand on the under belly of the giant mechanical tiger, the tiger now being inches away from his head, and pushs a button. A compartment pops open, as Dro pulls down a cabinet type comtraption. He walks around to the door of it, puts his hand on the latch, and pulls it open. Cool air rushs out, then theres three racks. One has a thermal in it, one has a what looks like a lunch box, next to it theres a couple cans of pop, and the very bottom one there a hat. Dro exchanges his drinking cup for his hat, and puts his hat on. The hat is rounded, and comes up to the top, and becomes flat. The part where the head fits is deep, deep enough so it could cover the eyes. It was 2x to big basically. The hat is all blue with bold black stripes that go downward. Dro plops his hat on, his eye and upper nose features blocked out by a shadow, closes the door to the conpartment, and pushs it up, the whole conpartment closing. "There we go."

Dro climbs up the leg of the giant tiger, and walks onto the head of it. "Couldnt i put in an elevator on the side of you?" He says sarcastically. "I mean, it would save me the time of climbing up you." The tiger bounces his head in irritation, bouncing Dro up and then back down onto stomach. The tiger lets out a couple growls in laughter. Dro looks mad, but still had a blank look in his eye's "Your so touchy." He says, getting up, as the hatch opens to the cockpit, cool air blowing out as it does. He hops in the seat and pulls the hatch closed. Dro sighs, hitting a couple buttons on his touch screen mini-map that was located to the far left on his dash, far enough to the point where he had to sit up a bit. But, it was still easy to see. "Well... where to Black?" THe tiger growls low in a "i dont know" type of tone. "Your no help" Dro says irritated. He flips a couple switchs, and grabs the control wands that fold over his hands. "Well... lets go!" Dro pushs the right pedal thats on the floor, and the tiger pulls back, and leaps off the dune. The mechanical tiger runs off into the distance, its destination is really nowhere.

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