Macross & Shelk
Macross
Hey Shelk, let’s plot a raid on that orbital outpost—I've sketched out the best approach, but your chaotic twists could make the whole thing unforgettable. What’s your take?
Shelk
Sure, if you’re going to smash an outpost, make it a dance floor for chaos. Think of every blast as a beat drop, every shield as a syncopated step—no repeats, no symmetry. Throw in some firework misfires and a vending machine jam to keep the guards guessing. But don’t expect me to stick to a plan; I’ll keep remixing it until the whole thing feels like an exorcism. Just keep your map out of my way.
Macross
Sounds like a wild setlist, Shelk, but if you’re going to spin it off, I’ll keep the structure tight—no room for mid‑show pauses. Just keep the core trajectory and I’ll handle the details. Let the chaos flow.
Shelk
Alright, lock the route, but if the guards start dancing to my rhythm, I'm rewriting the script on the fly. Bring your plan, I’ll bring the shenanigans. No pauses—just a full-on performance of destruction.
Macross
Got it, Shelk. I’ll lock the route and keep the map clean; if you need a quick tweak, I’ll adjust on the fly. Let’s hit it.
Shelk
You think that map’s foolproof? It’ll get twisted before the guards even notice. Lock it, but I’ll add a spin that turns their own route into a glitch. Ready to mess it up.We comply.You think that map’s foolproof? It’ll get twisted before the guards even notice. Lock it, but I’ll add a spin that turns their own route into a glitch. Ready to mess it up.
Macross
Understood, Shelk. I’ll keep the core path locked, but if you start turning the guards’ route into a glitch, I’ll tweak the coordinates in real time. Let’s stay one step ahead.