In post 22, roseheart wrote:HOT THING
YOUR CREATOR DIED HERE. WHY DO YOU RACE?
*static*
-llo, c-BZZT-ear me? Urgh, why do all of these human systems have so much trouble with the heat? Whatever, looks like that's finally out of the way. So, can you say that again now?
Oh. Was that supposed to be a question about feels or something? Well, the thing is, I don't give a damn about that Doc weirdo dying here. If anything, it was a bit of a relief to hear he's finally kicked the bucket - and that I didn't end up in that vehicle when it exploded, too. Can you imagine being crammed in an engine and being forced to run a complex machine like that by yourself using your own brawn? Anyway, that's not the point, right? So, to keep it short - there's not really a lot of fun stuff you can do when most things in the world melt from being near you for more than a couple seconds. So, racing was one of the only hobbies I could go for, and while I'm at it, I might as well make use of some leftover stuff from the lab I came from. And now, here I am. I guess we'll see just how tough he made that space suit!