[4th wall - I'm late and I fail 8(]

[chopshopgoddess]

...Wow, we got a lot of people this time.

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[stabbywheelfeet]

... Mikaela?

[chopshopgoddess]

. . .

Sides?!

[stabbywheelfeet]

Shouldn't you be... running and shrieking across a desert...?

[chopshopgoddess]

Hey, I totally didn't shriek.

And uh, nope. Been here for like, eight months now.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Maybe that was the boy...

But I just... saw you.

[chopshopgoddess]

...Probably.

Time moves...weird here, haha. Funny, right?

[stabbywheelfeet]

... Probably.

It's not funny. It's a travesty. I am a go-kart.

[chopshopgoddess]

Yeeeeah...

Well...at least you're still a sexy go-kart?

[stabbywheelfeet]

... No offense, but several dozen of my moral centers just went into protest over you calling me "sexy".

... The rest of me, however, enjoys the compliment.

[chopshopgoddess]

Well...I don't really mean it like that. Fast and sleek cars are always sexy. Like...a Lamborghini or a Maserati..y'know. All those.

[stabbywheelfeet]

A Lamborghini? You might as well be comparing me to a Ford.

[chopshopgoddess]

Oh, I'm sorry - I didn't mean to make you feel bad about yourself!

[tease tease tease]

[stabbywheelfeet]

Who's feeling bad? I'm merely setting the record straight.

[chopshopgoddess]

Course y'are.

So how'd you get here, anyway?

[stabbywheelfeet]

... I'm not sure. One moment I was with Jolt, the next... here.

[chopshopgoddess]

Really? That's how it happened to me, too. Just kinda...appeared. Still had sand in my hair from Egypt.