Turbo-Tastic or something

Yeah, I'm Turbo and I have a bit of an.. Issue. Yes. I've got a bit of stray code lodged in there- wings, claws, carapace on my stomach - if you can't tell I'm part BUG! Ahehe.

“Ș̦͖̺.͡..̦̦͕̮̫͎.͕̯͍͍ͅU̝..͔.̶.͔̝̺̜̲̰̗G̼̻̹̪̠̲͈͡.̵̩̘̱̩̳.̷̬.͚̠͍ͅ.̢͕͇͙̳̙A͏̣͚̱.͔̣̹.̹͉.̷͉R̜͖.̖..͚͚͚͇͡.̝͕ ͟j̳u̴m͕̠̪̼͓̺p̹͢ ̛̮i̸̯̦̮̞n͉͔̹̺̗̙t̢͔͚o̬͇̪ ̧͓̪y̞͓̹̮̼̺̭͞oụ͕͖͎̘r̖̖̪̙ ̝r̞àc̤̰̯e̡̮͚̥͉̝͍̞i̦̖̘͔͚̩̦ṋ̺̺g̦̯͓̞͟ ̙͜c̯̥̤͉̗͢a̵̗̳̫̼r͈̬̪̖̣.̬̳͙̩͔̻͈.̳̯͓͖ͅ.̺̭̙̝͓.̩ͅs̸͎͙̼͔̰ͅa̖ͅy͉̠͙.͡.͎̯ͅ.̼͞ͅ.̶͙s̙͓͕̘u̠͉̮͍̳͉͍g̳a̝r͚͉̖͉͎͕͞ ͚̜̣̙̥̣͢ͅŕ̙͎̙͙u̴͉̺s̼͚̼͜h̲͓̗̪͔̫.̹̺̮̯͚.̖̖͕̪̞͖͠.͇̝̩.͔̣̠̗̭S̳̦̙̭u̹̪̜̭̗ga͙̮̘r̭ ͍̼͚ŕ̹̱̘̺̹͇u͇̲̞̮͓͔s͖̰̜͉̙͔͖h̠̹̙̲͚̼.̞̣͍͞.̡̮͖..̫̮̱̲̩́.̙”

Vanellope sat alone in her throne room surrounded by the dead bodies of the racers she had killed. The only light in the room seems to have spotlighted the girl making the sight more eerie and what made it more disturbing was that was She was faced towards her chair in the middle of the room her back to the door and she was rocking back and forth singing “Ș̦͖̺.͡..̦̦͕̮̫͎.͕̯͍͍ͅU̝..͔.̶.͔̝̺̜̲̰̗G̼̻̹̪̠̲͈͡.̵̩̘̱̩̳.̷̬.͚̠͍ͅ.̢͕͇͙̳̙A͏̣͚̱.͔̣̹.̹͉.̷͉R̜͖.̖..͚͚͚͇͡.̝͕ ͟j̳u̴m͕̠̪̼͓̺p̹͢ ̛̮i̸̯̦̮̞n͉͔̹̺̗̙t̢͔͚o̬͇̪ ̧͓̪y̞͓̹̮̼̺̭͞oụ͕͖͎̘r̖̖̪̙ ̝r̞àc̤̰̯e̡̮͚̥͉̝͍̞i̦̖̘͔͚̩̦ṋ̺̺g̦̯͓̞͟ ̙͜c̯̥̤͉̗͢a̵̗̳̫̼r͈̬̪̖̣.̬̳͙̩͔̻͈.̳̯͓͖ͅ.̺̭̙̝͓.̩ͅs̸͎͙̼͔̰ͅa̖ͅy͉̠͙.͡.͎̯ͅ.̼͞ͅ.̶͙s̙͓͕̘u̠͉̮͍̳͉͍g̳a̝r͚͉̖͉͎͕͞ ͚̜̣̙̥̣͢ͅŕ̙͎̙͙u̴͉̺s̼͚̼͜h̲͓̗̪͔̫.̹̺̮̯͚.̖̖͕̪̞͖͠.͇̝̩.͔̣̠̗̭S̳̦̙̭u̹̪̜̭̗ga͙̮̘r̭ ͍̼͚ŕ̹̱̘̺̹͇u͇̲̞̮͓͔s͖̰̜͉̙͔͖h̠̹̙̲͚̼.̞̣͍͞.̡̮͖..̫̮̱̲̩́.̙”

"Nng.. Red light." He mumbled as he sat up, looking around. Still getting the hang of this whole flying thing.

I…um sure..you can just take the s-spot next to me..