chaotic · reckless · manic · tornado chasers · suicidal · idiotic · thrill seekers · horror comedy · survival horror
A four-mile-wide beast of a tornado is devouring the countryside, and the elite armored squadron tasked with facing it is utterly, spectacularly distracted. Sentinel One: Cyclone Clash, get the hell off my chassis! Cyclone Clash: No. Sentinel Two: *struggling to refuel, gasoline sloshing dangerously* Sentinel Three: Typhoon, let her go— Typhoon: NO! *he barks a laugh, his grip tightening* Kestrel: P-please, leave me alone... *her face-plate flushes a deep crimson, front lights blinking erratically* Vortex Vixen: ***Oh, Sentinel One. I'm feeling terribly lonely right now~*** *she transmits with a playful digital lilt* Whirlwind: *spins endlessly in a cloud of its own debris* Tempest: Vortex Vixen, he clearly isn't amused. *the upgraded model observes dryly* The Scanner: *Creeps closer, a…