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[Radio Controlled]

((Can we still do this?))

Kevak action: demand this potential new travel companion prove his worth via interpretative dance. Provide appropriate beatbox noises.

[Comrade P.]

((Can we still do this?))

Kevak action: demand this potential new travel companion prove his worth via interpretative dance. Provide appropriate beatbox noises.

((I dunno, probably not.))
- Nooooope. Got no skill, can't do. Anyway, you don't want me - you say so, that's no big deal.

[Xantalos]

Xankarvo considers this, then spits in his hand.

Prove it. Turn this saliva to gasoline.

Avoid any sort of harm that results from this action.

[Comrade P.]

Xankarvo considers this, then spits in his hand.

Prove it. Turn this saliva to gasoline.

John collects the spit with gloved hand and then touches it with ungloved hand. He then proceeds to putting the resulting gas on the road and lighting it on fire.
- I hope your saliva doesn't normally do that.
((I hope that happens, at least))

[Xantalos]

Pfft, I wish it would.

[IronyOwl]

((Can we still do this?))

Kevak action: demand this potential new travel companion prove his worth via interpretative dance. Provide appropriate beatbox noises.

If Kevak doesn't do this I will!

[Beirus]

Still smoking.

[Comrade P.]

((Can we still do this?))

Kevak action: demand this potential new travel companion prove his worth via interpretative dance. Provide appropriate beatbox noises.

If Kevak doesn't do this I will!

((You have my response.))

[IronyOwl]

((Can we still do this?))

Kevak action: demand this potential new travel companion prove his worth via interpretative dance. Provide appropriate beatbox noises.

If Kevak doesn't do this I will!

((You have my response.))

((Aw.))

"Come now, where is your fire! Surely your lack of appetites is not so complete as to render you passionless!

In addition, we suspect the inhabitants of this town intend to eat us. Perhaps this is untrue and rude! Nonetheless, were I you I would doubtless rather the Car of Dance to the streets."

[Comrade P.]

((Aw.))

"Come now, where is your fire! Surely your lack of appetites is not so complete as to render you passionless!

In addition, we suspect the inhabitants of this town intend to eat us. Perhaps this is untrue and rude! Nonetheless, were I you I would doubtless rather the Car of Dance to the streets."

((Something about the last sentence slips my mind, I think I can't see what exaclty you mean there.))

- My fire is right here in my pocket, in a small metal case with "Zippo" stamped on the bottom. I'm not nearly as meaty as I seem to be. That is why those fellas only react to your presence, but not mine. So I'd rather walk past these guys peacefully, they aren't particularly interested in me.

[piecewise]

Xankarvo considers this, then spits in his hand.

Prove it. Turn this saliva to gasoline.

John collects the spit with gloved hand and then touches it with ungloved hand. He then proceeds to putting the resulting gas on the road and lighting it on fire.
- I hope your saliva doesn't normally do that.
((I hope that happens, at least))

Hmm that power of yours seems rather cheaty when it comes to the fact that you also need gasoline to survive. Manufacturing your own required materials eh? Well, lets see about that. Perhaps, instead, we'll go with something more fun.

[5]
It works. This time.

You poke the spit and it takes on a shiny, oily appearance. You pour it on the ground in a small puddle and then light it on fire using the lighter, to prove that it is what you say it is.

Still smoking.

Tarmac continues to smolder. He watches the entire exchange with a sort of disinterested ease.

[Xantalos]

...I vote we let him drive.

[IronyOwl]

((Something about the last sentence slips my mind, I think I can't see what exaclty you mean there.))

(("Anyway, if I were you I'd rather be in the dance-related car than on foot."))
[/quote]

...I vote we let him drive.

"But he will not dance! And seems disinterested in joining us in any case."

[Xantalos]

But he's an infinite source of fuel for this thing! And I never danced when I formed this coalition.

[Comrade P.]

"But he will not dance! And seems disinterested in joining us in any case."

- To be honest, you guys are first car that I came across in hours of walking this town and generally in days of walking. So I'm rather eager to let my feet rest and still be going. This place is spooky. But I'm not into dancing, really. Particularly, because I've been walking a lot recently, as I said.

[5]
It works. This time.

((Well that was very convinient .))