mayfield_rpg | 32nd Blood | The road to become GDA! Great Driver Arcueid!!

[All around the streets of Mayfield | Most of today]

[Why hello there, Mayfield. Have you suddenly found yourself hit by that slime from that one delightfully hilarious classic movie? Are you feeling a little bit irritable today? Picking fights, snapping at your loved ones, and generally just being dicks to one another?

Well, don't worry! Arcueid's here!.......to make it worse. You may be stomping around town looking for a fight, or just generally irritable, or maybe even not affected at all. But, if you are anywhere near paved streets, you may bear witness to an odd sight.

Thanks to one certain Golden superhero, who honestly knew NOT what he did, Arcueid has been introduced to her new favorite "sport." This "sport," happens to be CART RACING! That's right, Arcueid has stolen a shopping cart from the store, finding areas with a high incline, and practicing her racing prowess on the streets.

So, as you travel through town, you may suddenly be passed by a fast-moving blur of blond, white and silver. She may almost hit you, she may fly by just laughing loudly, or she might even HIT YOU. Hey, these things aren't easy to control from inside. Hopefully anyone she mows over ends up being people who can take a hit from a shopping cart loaded with a vampire at what must be a good 20 to 30 miles per hour. Feel free to react however you please, or even pick a fight!]

[John Doe Park | Evening]

[There's a mangled, discarded cart laying in the grass near a blonde woman in white also laying on her back in the grass. Her limbs are stretched out, and she appears to just be staring at the sky. That's really it. It's hard to tell whether she's alive or dead from a distance.]

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[...Well, at least she laughed at the end anyway. He was expected a high-powered slap in the face, if not a roundhouse kick to the nads. He still isn't sure what her triggers are, but he's starting to think she's just aloof and airheaded, in a somewhat pleasant kind of way.]

Y'know, I'm not sure? Why don't you find out and let me know? Use as much detail as you want. I'll pretend I'm writing a novel about it and then not actually do that ever.

You're kind of funny when you're not scared that I'm going to beat you up.

Anyway, I don't know how to drive a car to begin with so I'm just going to stick to carts. [Arcueid then moves to retrieve her cart, wheeling it back and forth to make sure it still rolls properly.]

Besides, I don't think this will ever explode.

Jeez, am I that obvious?
[He scratches his beard thoughtfully and chuckles a little in good humor.]

Nah, you're pretty safe from volatile explosions there. Unless it's... "Explosive Shopping Carts Day" in Mayfield and we're all about to be maimed while buying laundry detergent.

Do people-slash-yourself a favor? Install a bumper on that thing?

[Arcueid examines her cart for a moment, seemingly thinking about that bumper option.]

Nah, that would probably slow me down. I can't have extra accessories on my cart.

...Worth a try, I guess. No one can say I don't look out for the common man, woman, giant robot or anthropomorphic animal in Mayfield.

Do you...are are you just worried about me hitting you?

I'm not worried you'll hit me. I'm positive you will. You steer that thing like a drunken hippopotamus that also happens to be Asian.

[That comment REALLY seems to have confused Arcueid.]

Are...are hippos Asian?

None that I've ever met. But never mind...

You've met hippos?

[Yea, good job Tony. You just inadvertently moved this conversation away from what's important.]

Oh, FOR CR--!
[He is going to have a stroke (A STROKE!) at this rate, God Almighty... it's like talking to a basketball. A blonde, busty basketball. Huh. Say that five times fast...]

Blonde busty basketball, blonde busty basketball, blonde blusty blasket... damn it.

LOOK, uh, Arcueid, just... be careful out there, all right?

Oh, you don't have to worry about me. I can't get hurt by stuff like this.

If you mean for other people...I'm really not trying to hit anyone. I really don't want to hurt anyone else, so I'll be careful!

That's kinda cute of you to be worried, though. I mean, you're a guy with a metal suit, but you're still concerned about others getting hurt.

Kinda sounds like a hero out of the movies.

A hero, huh...? [Uh oh... ego stroking Tony Stark. Yes, please. He poorly feigns modesty, giving her a "pisshaw" hand motion and stroking his beard thoughtfully.] Well, I don't know if I'd say THAT. A savior, maybe. New-Age Messiah, possibly. Regular knight in shining armor, when you think about it, and, y'know, look at me. I'm literally in a suit of armor.

But... I also noticed the first compliment: "cute". I can get behind that. I am that. I'm glad you noticed; I'd be lying if I said you weren't, too...

[Arcueid simply gives Tony a fairly cute, mildly airheaded look ((see icon)).]

Now you're trying too hard. Heroes are cool, though. Like in the movies I've seen!

Tch. Movies are not what they used to be. Now it's all about sequels and girly vampires. SERIOUS lack of originality in screenwriters these days, everything is based on a book or old tv show, sometimes comics (which, in really, aren't so bad, now that I think about it... )

They're cool, though! I love movies they're my favorite.

[Though Arcueid finally decides it's time for another attempt, and looks as if she's about to wheel her cart off.]

This time I'll make sure I'm not pointed at you.

[Tony settles himself back onto the railing, after a bit of hesitation. He puts his shades back on and flashes her a dismissive thumbs-up.]

Have at it, Speed Racer.

[Arcueid gives a wave, obviously pleased with Tony's response, and runs off to the next steep hill.

Tony Stark will never be safe so long as Arcueid Brunestud keeps running into him...possibly literally.]

32nd Blood | The road to become GDA! Great Driver Arcueid!!

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