"I was going to tell<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>the same thing," Diane replied as Michael ran off. "Well, hope you have a nice race." With that, she left Douglas alone.<br/>---<br/>"Ahhhh, I feel better now," Skrak said to himself, sitting in the cockpit of his machine. On the inside, the cockpit looks a lot like a hotrod, except that there wasn't a steering wheel and there were tracks along the sides of the single-seated enclosed space, where a pair of handles were sticking out. The pedals latched onto his feet, and were designed to be fairly easy to push down even without leverage. Where the gear shifter would be was an array of levers and switches, that do a lot of cool robot stuff, like turbo and things. Also, there was a device within easy reach of him that dispenses whatever food and drink he has stored in them. Right now, it's filled with sliders (since he's decided that burgers are amazing things) and some slimy green protein drink-like liquid that Argonians came up with for a healthy drink... He does not want to touch that stuff, since it's really damn nasty.<br/>His machine was a medium-weight, that's what you'd notice straight away. Possessing round and slightly bulky armor covering the arms and legs, it doesn't look all that fast at first glance. Even the extremely slight angular-ness that you can see by looking at its chest, it doesn't look like it's something to use in a race, especially since there was a backpack on it that looked like it was actually blocking off most of its thrusters. Its head, oddly enough, was a large pyramid with a yellow visor. Oh, and its paintjob was mostly green with yellow highlights. "Looks like the hover skates are working just fine, even with all this extra armor those guys stuck on you, partner."<br/>---<br/>"These modifications Uncle Alter did for me are amazing," Michael's girlfriend commented to herself. "Too bad most of them are probably going to go unused in this race... Unless someone shoots first." Her machine was a variable mecha, with three available modes. Currently, it was in its 'Strider Mode', or 'Wolf Mode' as she likes to call it. In this mode, it resembled its nickname's namesake, a mechanical wolf. Its lithe body was quite streamlined, a pair of blade-like 'wings' sticking out of the side to assist its balance. The front legs were slightly more bulky in their bottom halves, while the back looked more like humanoid legs that were twisted backwards before armor folded out on the front and back sides of the feet to match the overall animal shape of the form. The tail of the mech was a single boomerang-shaped blade, catching the light. The machine even had a set of fangs, albeit they seemed mostly decorative since at first glance the mouth did not look like it could open or close. As for eyes, those were replaced entirely for a pair of green v-shaped visors, like how the ears were not included but a pair of horns pointing backwards were. With its ocean blue and teal paintjob (with some accents of white and gray), it was even more apparent what this girl's favorite color was. "Well, hope you're ready to run, Wynne."<br/>---<br/>3...<br/>2...<br/>1...<br/>"GO!"<br/>"LET'S GO!" The Argonian yelled, his machine<span style="font-style: italic">skating over the ground</span>to pass an even bulkier machine that he couldn't help but wonder what they were doing in the race. Thrusters in the legs opened up, unleashing streams of yellow flames as it sped up.<br/>"Here we go!" She yelled, her wolf-like machine bounding forward, and leaping over a couple machines. "Come on slowpokes, you're going to have to do better then that to keep up with me." As she said that, a few boosters revealed themselves and flared to life, giving the wolf a burst of speed.