CreedTheChimera said
"Roger that." I say as I rev up my racer. Soon, walks out and holds up a pistol. "On your marks <3" She says, before winking at me and blowing me a kiss. I sigh and roll my eyes before getting excited for the race.
CreedTheChimera said
The ball hits their racer and bounces away, no damage done. "We can't kill each other." I tell you. "The race is forced to be fair. The track, however, can kill you."
CreedTheChimera said
Before you know it, the bandit runner now looks way better and when I turn it on I laugh and blast away. "Not a chance in HELL!" I roar back as the machine crashes into the starting line, right where I'm supposed to be. "...Well, that was convenient." I say.
CreedTheChimera said
I am still driving, and look over at her. "Hey, you getting in on the race?" I ask, struggling a bit to be heard over the racket my ride is making. It then sputters to a stop. "Son of a bitch..." I mutter as I get out and begin fixing it, working very fast.
CreedTheChimera said
"..." I look at Scooter. "What is the probability of death?""Considering you're no God of Racing, probably 100%!" Scooter proclaims.I look at you. "Well, there you go. You just stand there and look pretty while I look badass." I say, smirking, before driving off. Scooter presses a few buttons on a machine and you're both teleported to a kind of 'spectators box' with all the racers lining up. Of course, I haven't reached it just yet.
CreedTheChimera said
"It should be pretty simple." It is. Scooter has buttons, highlighted with text of just what it does, for the weapons. There's two pedals, one for forward, one for reverse. All of them have labels.
CreedTheChimera said
After walking a ways to a building, I walk in and Scooter is standing there, waiting. "Thanks for accepting my offer. I got my Black Thunder out for ya." He says, pointing to the black . "Or, you can have the Deadly Rose." He says, pointing towards a red .I walk over to the Black Thunder and jump in in a flashy, acrobatic way. "Let's get going now." I say. "Where's this race happening?""You'll be racing in the Hodunk's racing way, except it'll be full of traps and stuff." Scooter explains. "And each trap is cert-ain death!""Sounds fun..."
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I sigh. "I would have thought something would have come up-" the phone rings, which is odd as I don't remember anyone having my number. I walk over and even you can hear the "CATCH-A-RIIIIIIDE! Hey there Mr. Assassin Guy, I've got a proposition for you. I've been challenged to a race of certain death, but I kind of can't race very well. Can you do it?""Scooter, I would really appreciate if you would-""The reward is 500 Eridium for whoever wins.""I'll be right there." I walk over to the door and look back at you. "Come on, this sounds interesting..."Brick stands there, not really knowing what to do. "Uhh, you OK there miss?" He asks.Madison sits there, drinking hot cocoa, listening to tapes of her being tortured one time. "...I'm going to have to go check that out, aren't I?" She asks nothing, before sighing and teleporting to the source.