Where two crazies come across another two crazies
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Two sports cars came screaming around the corner, scattering motorists and pedestrians alike.
To the two of them, the city is like one huge obstacle course for entertainment. An obstacle course that turns up bits of interesting challenges every day, with none being the same as the previous day.
Thunk!
"What the frag?"
Wildrider slammed on his brakes upon something bouncing off his alt-mode's roof, swerving to a halt into Drag Strip's lane.
"Hey!"
Forced to slam down hard on his brakes, or risk crashing into his gestaltmate, Drag Strip came to a complete stop within seconds, with his front bumper just inches away from scratching Wildrider's side. And just at the exact moment, he saw a human sailing through the air, right in front of him, over his hood; then landed in a crouch on the opposite side of the road, bounced up, and continue running down the pavement, cackling like a maniac.
"That squishy used me as a springboard! I'm gonna kill-"
Crash!
A lamp post, sticking out in the tar road, right in that little space between Wildrider's side and Drag Strip's front bumper, cut off whatever Wildrider wanted to say. A second human, snarling like Motormaster on a bad day, ran pass both sports cars. Said human then uprooted a phone booth and throw it at the the first human, who casually side-step the projectile with another mad cackle. The two humans continued their odd game of tag, disappearing around the corner at the end of the block.
"You know, I'm really going to like it here."
"Me too!"
Ikebukuro is not that bad, for a squishy city. Especially with the abundance of live entertainment.