Commission - JayBlogGaming

*One evening on the Nadesico* Jay: Kruvon, Secret mission. Deck 0500. *** Jay: Soviet, Secret mission. Deck 0500. *** Jay:Dave, Secret mission. Deck 0500. [Deck; Nadesico. 0500] Jay: hey guys. Dave: so whats the mission? Jay: we received a secret undercover mission to scout out a tropical island for an illegal gene trafficker. Target is a woman, appearing around the beach in the early hours to trade her goods. Soviet: Who gave us this mission? Jay: Commissioner was Taygon from Central City. Kruvon: The white death. I have a bad feeling of this mission. Jay: it will be fine, were only supposed to be on recon. plus Tay has prepared a parcel for us to pick up when we arive. Soviet: so he could prepare a parcel but not go find out himself? Jay: SUIT UP BOYS!! Soviet: For fucks sake no one listens. [Tropical island] Dave: Remind us next time that invisible suits on sand is a bad idea. look at all the footprint lad. Soviet: oh quit it, just stay low and stay quiet. Beacon is up ahead. Kruvon: Package is Small. Like children toy box where we keep fangs of beast. Dave: you give children beast fangs? Soviet: That aside, it is suspiciously small. normally beacon parcels for missions are much larger. Jay: I say we open it. *pressing his thumb onto the scanner, the biometric box unlocks opening up to a letter with a bunch of clothing and items in it. Curious, Jay picks up the letter, flipping it over and reading it* Dear Jay, I Lied. There is no woman selling illigal genes, no war crimes, no human testing. Nada. Just sun shine and beaches. Have fun on the tropical beach. I've included some new beach wear more appropriate for the day for each of the boys. Bar 340 meters infront of you is stocked, feel free to mix your own drinks. Consider this a special thanks for the last job you did for me. I also heard that Kruvon here cant swim. cant let the big man drown so ive included some inflatables to help him enjoy his time. Who knows maybe he will get the chance to still slay a sea serpent. But with all that said, do enjoy yourselves and if you so happen to come accross any interesting bio-organic life, do get me samples. Taygon La'evor Nox. Soviet: oh for Fucks Sake!!! Kruvon: Kruvon sees a red underwear. Kruvon's man parts will not fit in this. Dave: im guessing that would be for Soviet. Mine or Jays wouldnt fit in it either. Jay: im with you Sov. i guess theres nothing left to do but get changed and enjoy the day here right? Dave: hey theres a camera too. How about we get changed and take a picture for the crew. Our little surprise vacation. Jay: That is a good idea. ***