Post by Majin Zam on Feb 22, 2020 8:29:11 GMT -8
When the friendly bugman approached the grumpy Majin, she wasted no time answering his question. “Metal wolfie doesn’t wanna wake up!” Whistling puffs of steam underlined her frustrated huff. Luckily before she could do anything drastic, the weird comment about this... en-gin caught her curiosity. “Ooh, what’s that?” Her grumpiness drifted aside like a storm cloud in the wind. From behind it, the sun could shine again. Better yet, another helpful soul approached to assist her. She watched in awe as the other boy turned the little key thingy and suddenly the metal machine came to life. The low rumble of the engine tickled. She shifted her quizzical stare between the boys, mimicking their motions.
Aaaand twisted the handle.
With a mighty howl, the powerful bike rushed forward. The little demon’s jubilant squeal rang across the yard. “Wheee~!” Unfortunately, she had not yet mimicked steering. So the surge of speed took her straight into a pile of scrap. A heavy crash cut the squeal short. Pieces of bent metal went flying, scattering from the impact. The bike was crushed like an accordion. Finally, the pile itself collapsed on itself, burying the small girl beneath a ton of sharp steel. That... had to hurt.
Silent seconds ticked by... Suddenly the metal rubble shifted. Zam burst free from the pile. Her soft, rubbery body was covered in oily injuries and her ruined clothing had some seriously immodest tears across it. Yet, she still smiled. Laughed actually. “Whee~hehehehehee~! Again! Again!” Apparently she didn’t mind the nasty crash and one didn’t need to wonder the reason for long. All the scratches and scrapes on her body were healing rapidly. Closing without any scars. Even her torn outfit regenerated as if by magic. She dashed back to the garage, arms flailing excitedly. “Hey! Hey Mister! Can I have another metal wolfie?” Not wanting to get on the little weirdo’s bad side, Boss Hogman was quick to get her another bike.
Mission WC: 5352/6000
Natural PL: 9109
Tag: Baccer Celerai
Aaaand twisted the handle.
With a mighty howl, the powerful bike rushed forward. The little demon’s jubilant squeal rang across the yard. “Wheee~!” Unfortunately, she had not yet mimicked steering. So the surge of speed took her straight into a pile of scrap. A heavy crash cut the squeal short. Pieces of bent metal went flying, scattering from the impact. The bike was crushed like an accordion. Finally, the pile itself collapsed on itself, burying the small girl beneath a ton of sharp steel. That... had to hurt.
Silent seconds ticked by... Suddenly the metal rubble shifted. Zam burst free from the pile. Her soft, rubbery body was covered in oily injuries and her ruined clothing had some seriously immodest tears across it. Yet, she still smiled. Laughed actually. “Whee~hehehehehee~! Again! Again!” Apparently she didn’t mind the nasty crash and one didn’t need to wonder the reason for long. All the scratches and scrapes on her body were healing rapidly. Closing without any scars. Even her torn outfit regenerated as if by magic. She dashed back to the garage, arms flailing excitedly. “Hey! Hey Mister! Can I have another metal wolfie?” Not wanting to get on the little weirdo’s bad side, Boss Hogman was quick to get her another bike.
Mission WC: 5352/6000
Natural PL: 9109
Tag: Baccer Celerai