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[SOLDIER First]

((Okay.))

[Xantalos]

Darnos ...
(52+38=90)
Races like a pro.

[SOLDIER First]

Erin...
[64+30]
Races like a tad more of a pro.

[Xantalos]

Nice win there, though it was more that hl itching thing that won you the race than anything else. Not bad, though.
Darnos hi-fives Erin.
We were going to switch, so do you want to race against me or Erin, Krissy?

[SOLDIER First]

"You."
*eyebrow raise*

[Xantalos]

Alright. Let's see how you do, then.

He chooses the rancid butter guy again.

[SOLDIER First]

Taffyta time!

[Xantalos]

Aaand...
(69+38=107)
Darnos employs his extreme racing skills.

[Projeck37]

((NEW NPC TIME!))
A rather dark looking boy about the age of 16 is leaning on the wall in the arcade. Half of his face seems to be... rotted? Almost a zombified look. He has medium length black hair and shys away, trying to hide his face from the 3 people in the arcade.

[Xantalos]

Darnos would notice mopey zomboy, but racing game.

[SOLDIER First]

((if he's another antihero I will find you and stare angrily at you through the window, Projeck.))
[73+35]
Krissy is also slightly more pro than Darnos.
Erin notices said mopey kid.
"Hello."

[Xantalos]

Not bad there.
He notices Zomboy.
Who might you be?

[Projeck37]

"Er.. um.. hello.."
He seems to be trying even harder to hide his face, as if he was ashamed.

[SOLDIER First]

"You okay?"

[Projeck37]

"Um.. Y-Yeah.."