MACH A GO! GO! GO!

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Who: Everyone!

What: Master Mario Kart Racing Logs!

When: 10-17 June

Where: Everywhere and anywhere.

As the clock struck Midnight, an earthquake happened. And car keys began to drop out the sky! As strange as that may seem, stranger still were the karts and bikes littering the city. The roads themselves were repaved and revamped to be more like a race track’s.

In the sky were fat, little turtles on happy, fun clouds of doom taping everything. It seems the Digital World thought you all could use a bit of racing mayhem, for a while, since the D-Terminals just turn on by themselves. On the screen were three trophies and a giant, delicious cake. And a….mushroom….thing.

“WELCOME TO THE EIGHTH MARIO KART GRAND PRIX!” The creature shouted into the camera. It seemed to a bit too enthusiastic, as it jumped up and down excitedly. “We have a lovely prize for those that a cake, baked by the Princess of the Mushroom Kingdom! Along with the Trophy as you can see here! Racers come down to Luigi’s Circuit, at Noon or Seven to enter the MARIO KART GRAND PRIX!”

The feed cuts. Enter the race or run havoc in your personal kart! It’s up to you!

(OOC: You guys can use the practice tracks for whatever you want! The winner of the official races will be decided by you guys!)

Comments

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Grandpa?

[Hey man, he's only like five million years old DON'T YOU JUDGE HIM. Still, he's going to try and grab those item boxes, at the very least so Beast Boy couldn't get them. He'll show you who's 'grandpa', son )8< ]

Can't wait to tell everyone ya got beaten by an old man, then, kid!

[changelingdude]

[Beastboy's figured out how important those boxes are so he swings wide so he can snag one and grins wickedly as it turns into a shiny green shell.]

Oh it's ON now dude...

[With a wicked snicker he swerves back into the middle of the road trying to get behind Wheeljack]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[Wheeljack's no dummy, he knows that green shell means bad news.]

Make my day, kid.

[Although if it's fear he feels, he's certainly not showing it. What's in HIS box? Those fake box traps.]

[changelingdude]

[It takes effort to sling a shell with one hand steering his Vespa, which is why when there's a bump in the road that jerks the front of his Vespa Beastboy fumbles the throw and his shell goes screaming off into a wall, bouncing off that wall and shooting ahead of both of them further down the track and bouncing off yet another wall.]

Oh...geeze. I hope that doesn't come back to bite me later...

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[Wheeljack sees that shell ricochet off the wall and speed off onto the track ahead, mouth slightly agape. That was...effective.]

Nice aim. I almost felt that.

[changelingdude]

"Yeah keep talking old man!" Beastboy shouted back though his trash talk was justifiably subdued. The track twisted and turned and Beastboy was grateful his mo-ped had great agility in turns. Each turn earned him a few inches of the space seperating him and Wheeljack.

And then his eyes get wide spotting the jump coming up. It stretches across the track and there's no way to avoid it.

So he buckles down and braces for it. Luckily Wheeljack would hit it first, unluckly there was another item box on the jump that Beastboy might miss if Wheeljack got it.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Trash talk earns points in Wheeljack's book, to be honest, His kart didn't have as much drifting power, so his turns were a little less graceful than Beast Boy's moped. Still, that didn't mean he wouldn't win in acceleration.

With the jump coming up, his own eyes widen, not really expecting it.

And guess who gets to go first. The boost shoots him up into the air, hanging on tight. Whereas most would be afraid of this...or even dreading it, the man's eyes just...snap wide open.

"YEEEHA!!"

You, however, isn't exactly as excited about this, latching her claws into his jacket. At least until that item box.

"Wheeljack, we need that!"

Her claw reaches out, grabbing that item box. And what did it give them? Banana Peel.

"...What are we supposed to do with that?" Someone obviously doesn't know what banana peels do when left on the ground.

[changelingdude]

Beastboy hit the jump and let out his own cheer of thrill, even going so far as to push off his Mo-ped to perform a trick. His legs swung out to the side and then he mounted the seat as his bike hit the ground again. The trick gave his vehicle a boost. The wind was whipping all around as the little bike began rapidly gaining.

"On your left!" Beastboy shouted before shooting to the right.