live_ringer | ☆017-Get your motor running. Head out on the highway!

[Sniper grins knowingly at Gene as he says his piece.] You are such a liar. But you're right about all the tree stuff going nuts.

[He taps the dodge 'em.] Can I try this cart thing out?

[Krile nods vigorously in agreement with Gene. Buuut she's not surprised that Sniper doesn't quite buy it. At least he doesn't press for details.] We just care, really.

[She doesn't try to hide the fact that she's gawking at Sniper's newfound MANRINESS. It is so strange to see him acting like his springy Sniper self in that kind of body.]

Do you think you could fit in here?

Like you have any room to talk about liars. [He had heard Sniper's stories and, though he supposed anything could be plausible here, the teen's stories still had an element that was just too big to be believed.]

But I don't see why you can't take a spin, long as you don't mind being wedged in like a sardine. Do you know how to work one of these things? [He stepped backward so that Sniper could wedge himself into the little car.]

Nope, but I think I can figure it out!

[Sniper taps his temple as he is wont to do when bragging about the intellect that he may or may not possess, but seems somewhat surprised when his forearm touches something resembling a substantial chin. This is so weird.

He tries to stuff himself into the dodge 'em, but it's... an effort.]

Maaaaaaan. The one time I'm actually manly-sized and it means I can't try this thing out properly? [He wriggles a bit.] So why were you looking for me?

[Krile scoots over as much as she can as Sniper wedges himself in, grinning at how ridiculous he looks too.]

Maybe it'd work if you turned back into you right now? [She adjusts her hat a little, debating whether or not to try and answer or to leave it to Lyle.]

We thought you'd be real surprised to see a car!

[Technically true.]

Nope, being 'manly-sized' only makes things less comfortable, sorry to say.

[He's barely able to contain his laughter at the spectacle Sniper makes. Largely because he... probably looked almost as ridiculous when he was riding around.]

Can you get to the pedals, at least?

I think I can... almost...

[Something slips, and his ass pounds into the seat while his legs go vertical. Certain bits come too close to being impaled on the steering wheel than comfort allows, and Sniper let's out a moderately high shriek before carefully tipping himself out of the cart sideways. It is not a very graceful sight.]

Haaaah... that was close. Did you see that, Gene?! I still want to be a man when I turn back into myself!

[The look on Krile's face gets progressively more unsure as Sniper tries to ease himself in--then she lets out a high-pitched yelp as it ends in very near disaster.]

Sniper be careful! Are--

[She tries to tell herself that his remark went right over her head, exceeeept that she can't quite contain an attack of the giggles at the phrasing. And the rather undignified position he is in. So she claps her hands over her mouth and stares determinedly away from both him and Lyle. Totally unnoticeable.]

Jesus.

[Lyle cringes visibly at Sniper's near-castration experience and steps back so as not to be landed on once Sniper tumbles out.]

New rule. You're not allowed near this thing.

Good plan. [Sniper stays on the ground for another moment, just checking to see if all his bits are still there, and he wipes his brow in relief that they are. Then he sets his sights on Krile, who is... laughing. He lunges behind her and reaches his hands around to pinch both her cheeks, not hard.]

You braaaaaaaat, this is no laughing matter! I almost lost what is a man's pride! His pride! His very essence of manliness!

[He's just teasing, of course, which is displayed by the fact that he's blowing raspberries at her.

He is, obviously, the pinnacle of maturity.]

[Krile manages to get a straight face at Lyle's appalled reaction. That is, until Sniper opens his mouth again.]

Getoff! [She starts laughing again and whaps at his arms.] I don't wanna hear about your man's pride! That's horrible!

[SHE'S NOT GOING TO STOP LAUGHING AT YOUR RIDICULOUSNESS, SNIPER.]

[Lyle snorts in amusement at how teasingly 'affronted' Sniper is. While Sniper is busy blowing raspberries he reaches to put a hand on his head and pull back so he can catch Sniper's eye, even if it's upside down.]

Now now, don't get your 'pride' in a twist. That's how we got here in the first place.

[By Sniper's reaction, it's clear that he's all too used to being pushed, prodded, hit and generally thrown about in whatever land he's from. Which is to say that he doesn't have much of a reaction to Krile's slaps or Gene pulling his head back besides giving the both of them a cheeky grin.]

Aaah, fine, fine. [He chuckles quietly to himself at that, a strangely adult sound from this body's mouth.] I bet you could use this car as a neat way of knocking down one of the piles.

[Krile's eyes light up at that suggestion. KNOCKING STUFF OVER SOUNDS LIKE FUN.]

We could! Lyle, we should try--

[--adult sensibilities kicking in.]

Wait. That probably wouldn't be safe.

Eh, we could, but not one of the tall ones. That's a good way to get a tower of rubbish falling on top of you.

[The idea of having a stack of junk fall on top of him in the S-yard made Lyle feel acutely uneasy and... mildly headache-y. His memory of the happenings during the Fire were obscured, so he didn't know the reason for it--he simply thought he was having a bout of over-cautiousness.]

Might be better to knock around individual pieces of junk and see how far they'll go, I think.

[He pointed at an aluminum trash can lying on its side a few yards away before climbing back into the driver's seat.]

Like that, for instance. Let's see how much punch this packs. [He looked back over his shoulder at Sniper.] I'll only be hitting with the front of the car, so you can stand on the back bumper and hold on to the seats if you want a ride.

Well yeah, but you could definitely knock down a small pile as long as it was at the right angle. [He's not actively aware of it, but the reason he's so confident is that he knows angles without actually knowing any technical concepts, just as he knows how the wind affects his shots and how to properly aim his slingshot. Nevertheless, he notices that all his perceptions are slightly off in this body, so he relents.]

But seeing how far things go could be fun too. [And of course, he hops onto the back of the car. Sure, the extra weight will mean that the car's momentum will slow, but he wants a ride. He wishes that Disneyworld would come back. He misses those things.]

Yay! Let's go! Hang on, Sniper!

[She bounces up and down in her seat with a huge grin, stops when she realizes it is NOT DIGNIFIED, and then resumes when she remembers that Lyle and Sniper don't have a lot going in the dignity department right now either.]

I bet we could make that trashcan go a hundred feet!

[He snickers at Krile's obvious enthusiasm before kicking the little car into gear.]

Guess we'll have to see for our selves.

[Pushing the pedal down to the floor it... okay, isn't that fast, particularly with the heavy guy hanging off the back. But they pick up enough speed that once the front of the bumper car smacks into the trashcan it bounces and crashes quite soundly. ...Into one of those tall towers of junk they had been meaning to avoid. Which is now wobbling.]

Shite. Hang tight.

[Aaaand, now they're going in reverse, fast as they can go in this thing just in case that big pile of stuff decides it can't win the battle against gravity.]

Ohhoo~ Not too bad! [Sniper notes as the trashcan rolls a little further than he expected. When the tower wobbles and he notices that he's severely slowing the car down, he notes that Krile as she is probably wouldn't fare too well against a huge tower falling on top of her.

With that thought in mind, he drapes his hand down the side of the car, snags onto what appears to be the skeleton of a bicycle wheel. He rolls off the side, and hurls it as hard as he can at the tower. Which is surprisingly hard in this body. He gives a little chuckle to himself at how easy that was, then shouts,] TIIIIIIIIMMBEEEEEEER!

That was great!

[The huge grin on her face falters when she sees how precarious the trash tower it struck is. But she's distracted by the sudden ACTION taken by her friend there.]

Sniper wait! Don't--!

[Then she watches as the tire thumps into the tower, apparently with enough force to tilt it away from the car.

She still grabs onto her hat as it crashes, clangs, bangs and shatters to the ground, eyes big as saucers.]

Sniper! What the hell do you think you're--[KaTHUNK. And the tower starts to topple backwards. Oh. That's what he was doing. With the immediate danger out of the way he stops the car and stands, resting his hands on top of the windshield.]

Are you trying to give us heart attacks? [A pause, and he breathes a sigh of relief, chuckles, and shakes his head.] Nice shot, though.

Edited 2011-02-19 07:28 (UTC)

[Sniper lets out a small cackle of triumph.

Okay, okay, Sniper lets out a large cackle of triumph, because he never does anything halfway.]

Come on, take it easy! [He chastises Gene. Mostly because he's not entirely sure what he was so worried about. Sure, that tower falling on you would probably hurt a lot, but he's pretty sure it wouldn't even come close to killing him. He's not a good fighter, he realizes that much, but he also realizes that he's durable. He was struck by lightning and got up again, and that's got to count for something.] I know what I'm doing! Besides, I was weighing you guys down.

[He plants one hand on top of Krile's head.] And Krile's little! She would have been in big trouble if it landed on her!

[He assumes Gene wouldn't have been in too much trouble, just like him. He's obviously some sort of fighter, and Sniper's sure that he was just as durable as him.]

[Krile grins at their laughter, particularly Snipers, but runs through something of a complicated reaction when he puts his hand on her head.

First, giddiness from nearly being squashed by a garbage heap.

Second, injured pride when Sniper says she is more or less really easy to squash right now. Especially because he's right.

Third...]

It was a big pile of heavy things! Everyone would have been in trouble if it landed on us!

Yeah, yeah. I'm just glad I didn't end up running over you. Then I'd have to hear you complaining about it.

[He doesn't sound serious when he says it, more like he just wants to keep poking at Sniper. The fact that he makes a "Wah-BUMP" sound effect meant to sound like a car hitting a speedbump only adds to that.]

[At Gene's words, Sniper decides the best course of action is to elbow the other man in the ribs.] Oi, oi, oi, don't act so unconcerned!

Besides, [he adds triumphantly,] I would have gotten all tangled up in the wheels so you would have had to deal with that. Anyway, I think that's enough knocking things over for today.

☆017-Get your motor running. Head out on the highway!

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