Nonchalantly, seeming unfazed by the MOV's proximity to the metal doors of the store room,
ROB-B, waving his finger in a circular motion three times, presses a red coloured button on the dashboard, instantly the heavy armoured vehicles warning sirens begin to howl and a metallic voice warns loudly outside,
++++ WARNING! ++++ ATTENTION! ++++ PROXIMITY ALERT! ++++
WARNING!! +++++
"Yippee!" screams an unknown voice from within the vehicle, a voice half crazed with fear and laughter.
Luckily
CARMICHAEL-R swiftly leans forward and pulls the siver shift thingee backward, and with a screech of protesting motors the heavy vehicle flings itself rearward,
ROB-B's foot still holding the go faster pedal to the floor.
For a few moment pandemonium breaks out inside the MOV as its passenger are subjected to levels of G-Force that threaten to tear heads off and send them hurtling about the interior of the vehicle like shrapnel.
However, with a jerk that almost sends the unlucky
CARMICHAEL-R to land face down in
FRANCINE-B's lap, the vehicle comes to a complete halt accompanied by the rending of metal and screams of pain and terror from outside.
OOC: That sounded bad, however ROB you still control? the vehicle |
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