Bad Day in Hell
You sit and wait as the dropships plummet in tandem. Your eyes are drawn once more to the viewport and to the blue planet beyond. Up ahead a speck of light, the scientist's dropship, is engulfed in orange plasma as it breaks atmosphere. Soon that same tangerine glow obscures your own vision, and the ship begins to rock.
"Hail Mary, full of grace..." Tits to the left of you.
"Do you remember when we used to sing sha la la la la la la la la la la te da..." Winston to the right.
Sarge stares dead ahead.
The jolt is so sudden and violent it causes your teeth to clamp shut and chip. The restraints dig mercilessly into your flesh. Winston's pack of gum floats out of his pocket and hovers before his eyes for a brief moment, then careens across the cabin along with anything else not tied down.
Through the tangerine haze you see the planet's horizon rise, rise, and envelop the viewport. The dropship is rolling during planetfall. Almost at once you feel a surge in temperature. You break into a sweat.
Suddenly the glow is gone and you see crystal clear skies. The dropship coninues its roll and the skies are replaced with a distant canopy of trees.
"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" Sarge bellows. Even his words are nearly lost to the chaos.
"Hail Mary, full of grace..." Tits to the left of you.
"Do you remember when we used to sing sha la la la la la la la la la la te da..." Winston to the right.
Sarge stares dead ahead.
The jolt is so sudden and violent it causes your teeth to clamp shut and chip. The restraints dig mercilessly into your flesh. Winston's pack of gum floats out of his pocket and hovers before his eyes for a brief moment, then careens across the cabin along with anything else not tied down.
Through the tangerine haze you see the planet's horizon rise, rise, and envelop the viewport. The dropship is rolling during planetfall. Almost at once you feel a surge in temperature. You break into a sweat.
Suddenly the glow is gone and you see crystal clear skies. The dropship coninues its roll and the skies are replaced with a distant canopy of trees.
"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" Sarge bellows. Even his words are nearly lost to the chaos.