[A careful, organized study of the contours and ridges of the thing - he's right in that it's far heavier and more cannon-like than anything else they've fired - and the Drifter positions the weapon carefully, lining up a shot so it aims at once of the trees jutting out from the jungled backdrop.]
[Ready, aim - ]
[With an almost comical fwoomp, it issues a blast that sends the chunk of driftwood spinning haphazardly across the expanse of sand, skidding to a halt several feet short of the intended target.]
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[Ready, aim - ]
[With an almost comical fwoomp, it issues a blast that sends the chunk of driftwood spinning haphazardly across the expanse of sand, skidding to a halt several feet short of the intended target.]