And I thought NYC traffic was bad...

Apr 23, 2006 01:15

--hit, Tracks! LOOK OUT!!

*A blue Corvette spins out of a ground-level gate, already trying to regain its course. Tires squealing, the two passengers within hang on as if their lives depend on it, until the car straightens out and comes to a stop. All three remain still for a moment, then the young man in the driver's seat lets out a loud breath and leans out the open window.*

["Driver"] Tracks, where...are we? This ain't downtown Manhattan no more.

*The doors open and both humans take the cue to scramble out. Both are in their late twenties. The young man is wearing jeans, an orange teeshirt, and brown boots. The young woman wears stonewash jeans, a dark pink tank top, a cut-off sweatshirt, and white hightops. They stare around in amazement as the car transforms.*

[Tracks] Raoul, Talia...I believe we are on Cybertron.

[Raoul] What?! How the heck did we get here?!

[Talia] And what was that thing we drove through?

[Tracks] I think one question answers the other, although I am not sure what caused that thing to appear to begin with...or why here, of all places.
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