HazMat Log 005 ♔ The great multicolored north

[anelegantmyth]

Who: Hazardous Materials
Where: Dermaevern, Breakneck Cay and eventually Candy Mountain
When: 5/1-5/31
What: Exploring the north and making Gaius' diet last longer than it should be
Warnings: bore sharks, sugar-free torture, wine that makes you high as balls and our impending doom
Style: Any!
Status: Open if you're in the area?

Hazardous Materials' May log of doom! Date your stuff, you all know the drill.

5/1-5/7: Sailing to Dermaevern
5/8-5/15: Dermaevern Shenanigans!
5/16-5/22: Sailing to Breakneck Cay
5/23-5/24: Who in their right mind thought it was a good idea to go here?
5/25-5/31: Hunting down Candy Mountain

Comments

[b2_dragon]

[You know what, this isn't fun any more. Toothless is going to go on strike about half-way through because your game sucks. Yep. Gonna sit his butt down.]

[waywithmachines]

[Great. Perfect. But all was not lost yet. Sooo he's just going to try and dangle the meat in front of Toothless's face]

Come on. There's more in the galley waiting for you. All you can eat! [wiggle wiggle meat],/small>

[b2_dragon]

[Toothless rolls his eyes at that, grumbling as he turns his head away from the meat.]

[waywithmachines]

[sometimes scientific advancement can be such a pain in the plastron. But there comes a time when a turtle's just gotta do the deed himself. So he goes to unharness Toothless and try to drag the thing himself, though it takes a bit of work and struggle to get even an inch. It's amazing how much cheese can weigh]

[b2_dragon]

[...does that mean he can eat now? Toothless at least remains still while Donatello unharness him, and he moves aside to watch and see what the turtle does next.

Maybe he feels pity seeing as how the turtle isn't getting anywhere with the load, so the dragon slips around to the back of it and begins to nudge it with his head. Isn't this much better with two doing the work?]

[waywithmachines]

[Yes. It helps and the mystery project moves. Though now the weight distribution of pushing and pulling is off so it's about thirty percent less effective than it would be had his calculations gone according to plan. He could adjust for the disparity by telling Toothless to re position himself about two degrees to the right but yeah, again, no dragon speech translator yet.

But he can give him a treat for the help in the end, he supposes. Actually you know he probably should have winched this up from below. Man why didn't he think of that sooner? Well he hadn't and so, grateful for the dragon's help, somehow they manage to haul the thing to the deck]

Perfect. [he retrieves the fishing pole and tosses Toothless the meat that was on it, then looks with his hands on his hips at his covered creation]

This is going to be great.

[b2_dragon]

[With the work all done, Toothless happily accepts the meat, chomping it down in no time. Then he peers expectantly at Donatello.]