[h2]Sir Frederick Selous and George Melons - Athas[/h2]

Sir Frederick climbed into the back of the machine monster, and gave a sigh. Ah well, at least there was a weapon crate... Probably something inside worthwhile. As he cracked it open, his eyes opened wide with delight. A strange, sparkling weapon with a huge shining scope and a golden shine... The label said "Hybridification". Fascinating gun, no ammunition, no place to load the ammunition, at least... "This will do nicely," he licked his lips.

George Melons had seen something he liked, too. But it wasn't a traditional weapon, no. In the center of the crate was a syringe, filled with a roiling and bubbling brown liquid. A liquid he recognized. "Is... Is that... Holy SHIT!" he grabbed it up, shooting it into his veins with a speed that could only be described as "greedy". His pupils dilated, and his eyes turned a dark yellow, for a moment. Then, he was back to normal. "Now that's gonna come in handy." With that, George Melons climbed himself into the turret seat.