06-21-2017, 06:10 PM
Mad Bull popped the clutch and sped down the wide road leading into the heart of Mega City One. The rusty hot-wired Buick sputtered and rattled its way along as the officer floored the gas pedal in a rapid dash to the safe house.
“Yeaharharhar!” the burly cop chuckled with glee. “This ol’ car ain't half bad!”
Ancient abandoned storefronts flew by in a blur as the hulking black car's wheels spun on and on. The streets were devoid of life and other vehicles, even though the sidewalk lamps and traffic lights still inexplicably worked. Mad Bull thought nothing of the intersection he zipped through as he hurtled towards his destination.
“PING! VIOLATION DETECTED!” a robotic voice chimed out.
As the speeding Sergeant passed through, a little red flag automatically extended from the traffic signaller and a high pitch beep rang out behind. Mad Bull scoffed. “They gonna write a cop a ticket? Pft. Gemme break!” he laughed, continuing to speed along.
The ramshackle car rolled along for another two blocks before Mad Bull blew threw yet another empty intersection at break-neck speeds.
“PING! VIOLATION DETECTED!” a robotic voice chimed out.
Enjoying the thrill of the ride, Sergeant John Estes poked his head out the driver's side window and hurled an insult at the traffic signaller.
“Detect my fat chode, ya stupid Droid….whaaaaaagha!” Mad Bull exclaimed with a shock. His mustache twitched in unnerved panic and his eyes grew wide as saucers. Metallic legs and arms were telescoping from the traffic light, stretching the full 14 feet from where the light dangled to the street below. The ends of each arm brandished a pincer like claw and it's traffic signal morphed into a metal core with a gleaming red and yellow eye. It's limbs held the core aloft like some kind of futuristic death spider.
“INITIATING ARREST PROTOCOL!” the traffic light screeched in an ear piercing tone as it's spindly legs gave chase to the speeding Buick.
“Yeaharharhar!” the burly cop chuckled with glee. “This ol’ car ain't half bad!”
Ancient abandoned storefronts flew by in a blur as the hulking black car's wheels spun on and on. The streets were devoid of life and other vehicles, even though the sidewalk lamps and traffic lights still inexplicably worked. Mad Bull thought nothing of the intersection he zipped through as he hurtled towards his destination.
“PING! VIOLATION DETECTED!” a robotic voice chimed out.
As the speeding Sergeant passed through, a little red flag automatically extended from the traffic signaller and a high pitch beep rang out behind. Mad Bull scoffed. “They gonna write a cop a ticket? Pft. Gemme break!” he laughed, continuing to speed along.
The ramshackle car rolled along for another two blocks before Mad Bull blew threw yet another empty intersection at break-neck speeds.
“PING! VIOLATION DETECTED!” a robotic voice chimed out.
Enjoying the thrill of the ride, Sergeant John Estes poked his head out the driver's side window and hurled an insult at the traffic signaller.
“Detect my fat chode, ya stupid Droid….whaaaaaagha!” Mad Bull exclaimed with a shock. His mustache twitched in unnerved panic and his eyes grew wide as saucers. Metallic legs and arms were telescoping from the traffic light, stretching the full 14 feet from where the light dangled to the street below. The ends of each arm brandished a pincer like claw and it's traffic signal morphed into a metal core with a gleaming red and yellow eye. It's limbs held the core aloft like some kind of futuristic death spider.
“INITIATING ARREST PROTOCOL!” the traffic light screeched in an ear piercing tone as it's spindly legs gave chase to the speeding Buick.
Quote:Mad Bull moving from C16 to C21