Electric Boogaloo [Rook]
Posted Aug 31, 2018 2:37:42 GMT -7
Post by Rook Spellmeyer on Aug 31, 2018 2:37:42 GMT -7
Rook was very happy to settle down into the driver’s side seat with a built in, seemingly regenerative seat buckle. As Diana got the car going, Rook reached over and began fiddling with the radio knobs that got the loud rock music going. The volume was turned all the way up to compliment the red and blue siren up top flipped on. That was the second best part of driving around police cars, beside the free pass to run red lights.
“You’re one of the oldies, huh? Well then, I’ll have to treat you to the best mutated perversion of real food our high tech, continent-spanning infrastructure can sludge out. There’s got to be a Taco Bell around here somewhere…” The phone was still in that lazy apple startup screen, but she supposed it was for the best. It’d be a shame to miss the getaway due to fiddling with google maps. “Nah, I have no clue who the owners are. I just believe strongly in suddenly dropping large heaps of cash on minimum wage employees that I’d stolen from their bosses.”
Her head hit the back of the seat as the police car shot forward. Seeing they’d stollen a car from one of their own, the good officers in suits had begun setting up barricades; metal things supposed to be set up one right next to each other. One of the officers had happened to be carrying one out to set beside another off to the right of the car Diana was trying to ram; seeing the charing car heading his way, however, and having some degree of self preservation, the officer hastily dropped the barricade and lept back.
It was this first barricade that the left tire of the police car hit. Dropped rather than set, it didn’t have the stability beneath it to keep the car from knocking it over onto the hood of the other. The nose of the car began to tilt upwards with it. When the right side of the car hit the other barricade higher than a car should, it couldn’t keep its footing either, and fell over onto the hood as well, making the second half of the ramp.
As long as Diana didn’t go swerving off course, their police car would ride the ramp up onto the hood, over the windshield, and off the back of the other car. The landing would just be a little bouncy.
Rook was grinning madly. “You’ll have to give me harder than that.” She laughed, sitting up a bit at the cost of bumping Diana forward so she could look behind and watch the startled officers. “So what’s your power, anyway? Extreme regeneration? Can’t be killed by bullets?”
“You’re one of the oldies, huh? Well then, I’ll have to treat you to the best mutated perversion of real food our high tech, continent-spanning infrastructure can sludge out. There’s got to be a Taco Bell around here somewhere…” The phone was still in that lazy apple startup screen, but she supposed it was for the best. It’d be a shame to miss the getaway due to fiddling with google maps. “Nah, I have no clue who the owners are. I just believe strongly in suddenly dropping large heaps of cash on minimum wage employees that I’d stolen from their bosses.”
Her head hit the back of the seat as the police car shot forward. Seeing they’d stollen a car from one of their own, the good officers in suits had begun setting up barricades; metal things supposed to be set up one right next to each other. One of the officers had happened to be carrying one out to set beside another off to the right of the car Diana was trying to ram; seeing the charing car heading his way, however, and having some degree of self preservation, the officer hastily dropped the barricade and lept back.
It was this first barricade that the left tire of the police car hit. Dropped rather than set, it didn’t have the stability beneath it to keep the car from knocking it over onto the hood of the other. The nose of the car began to tilt upwards with it. When the right side of the car hit the other barricade higher than a car should, it couldn’t keep its footing either, and fell over onto the hood as well, making the second half of the ramp.
As long as Diana didn’t go swerving off course, their police car would ride the ramp up onto the hood, over the windshield, and off the back of the other car. The landing would just be a little bouncy.
Rook was grinning madly. “You’ll have to give me harder than that.” She laughed, sitting up a bit at the cost of bumping Diana forward so she could look behind and watch the startled officers. “So what’s your power, anyway? Extreme regeneration? Can’t be killed by bullets?”