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Who: YOU
Where: The Game Tower
When: Day 84 Evening ★ WHEN THE HIP PEOPLE PARTY ★

[You might just have bad luck today! ♪ ★ ♪

Whether you just suddenly trip right into a hole or walk through a door or maybe you just got the alert and walked there on your own, you end up straight into the game tower.

It's looking pretty wild with lights flashing everywhere and probably loud rave music playing in the background.

There's something extra different today though! On the screens, there's a weird dude on there spinning around in a chair, looking like he's having the time of his life!

Wait, who's this guy?]

signups | mingle |instructions | turnin

(ooc: ping celi on discord for questions!)

Comments

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Does "move over" mean drop anything to furiously spin the wheel around and T-bone you immediately?

No? ]

Not likely.

[ Oh well.

(It's a 5) ]

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He has rolled a 1 four of five times for the people who heard that remark.

Truly he is cursed.

And now T-boned!]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[But unlike his other dice rolls, his counter attack is a fucking 6.

Rival Mode: engaged

He spins the car from the T-Bone and immediately guns it for King, pedal maxed out to the floor]

I said move, King Scrub!

[puzzlekeeper]

Absolutely no—

[ Rolled a big fat 2, so

He's taking the full brunt of that hit, which is probably fair, given his playing dirty. KA-POW

Watch him eat his words in real time ]

—!!!!!!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Waiting for King to right himself.

He wants the next pass to be a fair duel, after all.

Plus this is the part where they shittalk each other]

Where did all that confidence go? Or are you only good at the opener?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He gets his car back under control after a moment, HE'S NEVER DRIVEN ONE BEFORE GIVE HIM A BREAK. ]

I'm sure you wish that were the case. Then you might actually stand a chance!

[ Revving his car up to speed and then jerking the wheel to ram with extreme prejudice (5). ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I have more than just a chance!

[Guess who has more prejudice by +1 than King.

This guy.

Yessir, that's right. He heads right for that ram, accelerator maxed to a 6]

[puzzlekeeper]

Then prove it-!

[ Which Intensity promptly does, because between the two rams, it seems Intensity's comes out on top (with a roll of 4); King's car gives to the force of the impact, spinning out for a moment.

Just. Give him a second.

He manages to right it again before dizziness gets the best of him, and then like a man possessed he wastes no time gassing his way right up onto Intensity's back bumper. And then VERY RUDELY RAMMING THE BACK OF INTENSITY'S CAR, for a 6, somehow. Revenge apparently. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Double 6. Dice are on fire.

Which means not only is he's going to get rammed at high speeds, but now both of them are probably going to get covered in geometric shapes and duct tape!]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Of course. It wouldn't be right if this didn't dissolve into a shitshow at some point.

Hey, guess what Intensity? His car is fucking duct taped to the back of yours now. ]

Uh-?!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Is it now? Intensity grins as he gets a very very wicked idea. Too bad there aren't any ice traps on this course (unless you count pep!pep's).

FLOORS IT!

Let's see if that duct tape holds!]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ What are you-

Of course.

He floors his own car once he realizes what Intensity is doing. He's not that easy to get rid of!! But once they're up to speed for a while, he's abruptly jerking his wheel to the side. Does the connection hold and fuck up Intensity's day? Who knows! But the roll is a 3. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Rolled a 4. So too bad. You're coming along for the ride---

Except.

Wait.





THE FUCK IS THAT KATAMARI taking up the majority of the arena (and the players)?

Rolling a 2 to dodge that shit.

This is a private katamari, thank you very much]

1/2

[puzzlekeeper]

[ And the katamari whizzes by, screaming and throwing rain and shapes everywhere.

Holy shit, they nearly died. ]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ ... They nearly died, nice.

Anyway, back to business!!! Since their cars seem determined to stick together and and he's not particularly fond of the current configuration (aka Intensity out in front), he decides to make a new option.

Intensity will hear some clamoring from behind him, and then the heavy thud of something landing on his roof, and then-

The ornate blade of a khopesh stabbing STRAIGHT THROUGH HIS DUMB CAR ROOF. ]

This is a hostile takeover!

[ KNOCK KNOCK ASSHOLE ]

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Jesus fu---]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Stab me and I'll send you flying!

No one sits in this fucking driver's seat but me!

[puzzlekeeper]

Please! As if you're worth stabbing in a game like this!

[ But the blade in the roof does give him ample handhold to avoid being tossed off too easily, and he lets himself slide over to the other side of the car so that he's almost fully blocking the windshield.

Smirks, apparently unconcerned by the fact that he's in the most precarious position here should a crash happen.

WHATCHA GONNA DO ABOUT IT??? ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[I---

What?

What are you doing? He can't fucking see, you stupid---]

Get off the windshield! How does that even help your fucking hostile takeover!?

[Swerves to the left to PROVE HIS POINT]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Ruining your sense of smug victory, obviously.

When the car careens left, one hand white knuckles on the hilt of his Heart Weapon while the other grips the rim of the car for dear life, but he is DETERMINED to stay in place. He also has no idea where they're headed since he doesn't dare twist around to look. THE BLIND BLINDING THE BLIND. ]

Is that all you've got?!

[ C'mon, wow him. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Wow him! How is he supposed to...?




Oh.

Okay.

Rolls down the window of the car and pulls himself out so he's half leaning/sitting on the driver's side door.

The car is still driving itself, by the way]

I haven't even started!

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Is he seriously—


Yes. Yess. YESSSS. ]

Now we're getting somewhere.

[ He shifts just enough to put himself out of easy arm's length of where Intensity is seated, but he looks delighted. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Look, BUDDY, Intensity doesn't have armor, weapons or is a zombie. Nor can he refuse a challenge so here he is - trying to climb out his fucking passenger window.

Thank god he jumped out of and stood on many jets in a previous life. (Also, I can't believe I have an icon for that)

Muscle memory allows him to hoist himself up and on top of the car, careful to avoid where King has punctured it]

You gave up the high ground.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ As it fucking should be!

He gets his feet under him so that he's at least crouched rather than pressed flat against the front of the car, hand still on the hilt of his Heart Weapon. ]

I don't particularly need it.

[ Are we gonna rumble on top of a speeding, self-piloting bumper car? Is that what things have come to? ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Huffs, crossing his arms]

Give me one good reason why I shouldn't flatten you against the nearest wall.