<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Interference</span></span><br/><br/>The Dayman caught Cale's bowl of popcorn and ducked under the one Vespi tossed at his royal person, allowing it to fly much further than it probably ever was intended to and smash Stratus in the face, disrupting his victory pose. He put the codpiece kart into gear and power slid over to Stratus, and carefully placed Cale's bowl of popcorn atop his head.<br/><br/>"Congratulations boy, for a traveling bike riding vagrant you sure cleaned his clock. "<br/><br/>He leaned over the side of his kart and saw a mess of cogs and springs on the ground.<br/><br/>"Well..I say cleaned his clock, but you missed a few spots, no beer for you."<br/><br/>He tapped his codpiece to remind Stratus of the beer hiding inside, and tore off behind the others to the next checkpoint. Stratus gritted his teeth and put away his sword.<br/><br/>"Dammit old man! I will get that beer if its the last thing I do!"<br/><br/>He kicked the bike into gear and perched with his legs cross on the seat, placing the bowl of popcorn in his lap and followed the group, munching the fruits of his labor.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Villains</span></span><br/><br/>The Nightman turned on the PA system in his obsidian tiger zoid and called down to Horror.<br/><br/>"We are planning an ambush on the farther end of the city. Just try to keep up...and....would it kill you to hit a car wash along the way?  I can smell your car from here."<br/><br/>He went to pop the mech into a gear that can only be described as "badass" (no really, it is on the shifter, right above reverse), but he was interrupted with visions of a barbarian.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Interesting...I think I saw him in the bar. </span>