Heigh ho~

[dontfeartreaper]

[Seems like someone finally manged to find his precious car. Yes people, that 1926 Black Bentley is driving at ninety miles an hour with no lights in the middle of this virtual scenario. And the driver is clearly enjoying it.

He's usually good at avoiding people and things but be careful if you don't want to be hit by accident.]

Comments

[thebooksaysso]

[This is a very disturbing case of deja vu and she's just going to be moving way, waaaaaaay out of the car's path. How the hell did this man ever get a bloody license?!]

[dontfeartreaper]

[He didn't get it 8) Who needs a license anyway. Driving, driving, oh wait he knows that girl!!...he car skids next to her.]

Hello there.

[thebooksaysso]

[Pfft, she totally wasn't jumping away at that, honest. She's just calmly straightening, dusting herself off.]

Hello. [You shouldn't be allowed anywhere near the road :|]

[dontfeartreaper]

[Are you sure? It looked like she did that.]

You're here again, what a surprise. [Road? What road? I don't need a road either.]

[grandpa_anakin]

[Anakin does the sensible thing- he dives for cover and looks for things to throw at the rampaging automobile]

GOD DAMN HOODLUMS! PUNKS! THIS IS A PEDESTRIAN ZONE!

[Anakin just made that up, it's probably not true]

[dontfeartreaper]

[Or maybe it is who knows with this place? Skidding near him. ]

Hoodlums?

[grandpa_anakin]

[Anakin shakes an accusatory finger >c]

Hoodlums! Ne'er do wells! Gangsters! With your teenaged punk-rock music!

[dontfeartreaper]

[He's kind of amused.]

I wouldn't call Queen teenaged punk rock music. Not Teenaged at least.

[modelfishy]

{There's a model waving her lead pipe and whistling at the speeding black car.}

[dontfeartreaper]

[And there he goes.]

Ey, Arisa, Look what I found. A virtual version of my car, not as good as the real one but close.

[modelfishy]

Mmmm I see that. It's beautiful. {She can appreciate a good car.}

[dontfeartreaper]

[She smiles, he's so proud of his little baby]

Wanna join me?

[itsineffable]

{An angel is standing far off the car's path smiling. Come pick him up?}

[dontfeartreaper]

[Coming, coming, dear friend.] Hello there Angel.

[itsineffable]

Hello, my dear.

I believe you promised me a ride?

[dontfeartreaper]

[The door of the car opens]

You remember right. Get in angel.

[machine_purist]

[ Getting as close as he can in order to admire that very fine car. ]

[dontfeartreaper]

[Eyy he remembers you. Stopping next to Batou.]

I told you it was awesome, didn't I?