#speedandspace

What incredible control! What beautiful handling! I can tell @speedandspace​ is a record-breaker already!

“I for one, support the gay between Oxide and Hunter.” 

“ If it isn’t my old pal, Nitros Oxide.  Tell me, how is Earth treating you? “

For weeks now the bandicoot had been scoping out the tracks after races, focusing on schedules and routines.  Much of the information she gathered probably would be useful on the tracks, but she had something else in mind. 

Just as she predicted Nitros Oxide was there alone and easy to access.  She doesn’t hesitate.  In a flash she’s in front of him, effectively, if only momentarily stopping him.  “ You’re a hard fellow to get to, you know that? “

 “ Liz, but I’m sure you already knew that,  “  she says with a chuckle, and puts her hand on her hip.  “ I’ve been dying to get a chance alone with, ya mate.  I got this huge favor to ask. “

[🎨] 

{🔥}—; “So you’re the big, bad ‘scaaary’ alien that threatened to turn this planet into a parking lot and make everyone your minions huh?” The young dragon huffed and got a little closer and leaned forward staring the alien in his eyes, his violet eyes were intense and full of confidence. 

Needless to say, he didn’t live here on Earth he was only a visitor here, but he didn’t like the idea of a villain getting away with something and without any reward he was still willing to help selflessly, not even expecting to get anything in return and attempt to earn the right to face him. 

  “ Hey Oxide! Can I ask you something? ”

The assistant lightly tugged at the alien’s shoulder pads, a beaming smile and twinkle in her eyes. Something was afoot in her mind, and very exciting at that!

There comes a time in which each member of the Velo family must pick their form of entertainment.  The moment their future emperor is announced the people chat excitedly and impatiently about how their future ruler will shape their method of consuming entertainment.  Of course, it leads to the pressure to pick what their respective hobby will be as soon as possible.  Once the entertainment is picked, the Goblien launch into a month long celebration, hyping themselves and their future ruler up.  It's why a currently very, very young soon to be Emperor Velo the Twenty-Seventh sits very, very silently watching kart races on a screen while the entire planet cheers around him.

It wasn't that he wasn't interested, he was beyond interested.  Just not in the races themselves.  It was a little hard to be invested in that aspect just yet, considering his height.  Only inches tall he couldn't even climb into a kart yet, much less drive it.  That's why he only watches, taking note of every little detail he can.  The karts and tracks were really what interested him the most.  It was fascinating how so many different factors could play into whether or not one would win a race.  To Velo the kart was the most important one, and he couldn't wait to build one, a perfect one.  One that could never lose.  After all, even at his young age he knew he deserved the best and he was the best.  

Even when he had yet to even start.  

The racers themselves don't interest him too much.  They all seem to use the same tricks and tactics.   That is, not until one starts with the announcement of the presence of a prince from a distant planet.  Velo's tiny ears perk up.  Twenty-Six had told him there was another racing royalty.  He presses a button, the screen he's watching on now focuses solely on the prince.   His little eyes dart around, taking in his every move.  He was a kid like him, and already quite an accomplished racer.  Velo wants to pout, this was supposed to be his thing, but he can't help but smile.  His tiny heart pounds.  The magic inside him was nearly bursting.  This was perfect, this was just what he needed.  

He swipes away at the footage of the races, and begins furiously typing as fast as he could, running back and forth between keys.  Just as he's getting into it he's snapped out of it by one of Twenty-Six's advisers.  

"  Emperor Velo would like you to meet the visiting royalty, your highness. "

Velo shoots him such a dirty look they visibly  flinch.  "  Where are they?  "

The adviser shifts.  " It would only be you. "

Velo huffs loudly.  Of course it would be, and when he was having so much fun too... With not so loud stomps of his tiny feet he marches over to the adviser, who in turn lowers their head for him to climb on.  With an extreme pout, and arms crossed, he sighs "  Fine.  Let's go, I guess.  "