User blog comment:The Reptile King/Reptile Kingdom Exploration/@comment-30700719-20170214015646/@comment-30700719-20170214025902

"Ah! Jesus...." I stand up, blood rushing to my muscles. I stagger as dizziness washes over me, then subsides. I look out over the lake. The Atlas sits there like a drunken bird, with its nose plunged into the water. I fabricate a compact jet ski and head over to the downed cargo plane. Inside, the water is knee-high. "Let's hope the joey outlived its surrogate mother, shall we?" I say, waiting for ICARUS to answer. I climb down, into the cargo hold. The crate is smashed against a wall, with one side blasted to bits. Nothing is inside it. "Fantastic. I lose the package, I crash, next thing you know, there's going to be an earthquake." The Atlas starts squealing, sinking lower into the water. "Hey, hey, hey, I didn't mean it!" I say as I clamber out. I drive the jet ski back to the beach, then dematerialise it. As I sit down, I notice a small bird-like creature. "Despite what you may or may not have learned, I don't like ear-nibbling!" I say to it.