Once more using the next scene feature, Chain finds himself in the chariot. In his opinion, it is an easier job that he thought it would be - all he has to do is sit in a chariot while his homeless friends / workers do all of the work and keep up with Aurora and her team. As a matter of fact, all Chain has to do is throw weapons an / or attack the female opponent with them. Shouldn't be too hard, right? Right?

Aurora prepares herself with five homeless women found outside of the Coliseum. True, this may be a disadvantage since the women had no idea that they were going to be racers prior to five minutes ago, but in the same token, they are more healthy than Mister Glass or the cocaine addicted Hopper. Aurora climbs her way through the back of the chariot and places herself in the seat. The five women strap themselves to the wooden vehicle.

Chain Reaction: Do you mother ****ers know what this means? This means that we need to think of a master plan. We need to think of something that is going to put us in the lead of destruction of the other's chariot. So what is the ****ing plan?

Hobo John: We could not tell you. We have no idea. The only reason we were hired by Dr Kiebler was to keep up with the other team. Your tactics have nothing to do with us. Anyway, no matter what happens, we get paid.

Mister Glass: But this is not the larger picture, John. The big picture consists of the supernatural. I believe you to be a super hero, Chain Reaction. I do. And the fact is, that you need to progress the story the way it is supposed to go. Please! I am begging you!

Chain Reaction: Are you claiming that I have some kind of ****ing super power or some **** like that? Dude, **** off. All I want you to do is be an extra set of wheels using that wheelchair and possibly throw some weapons to be an obstacle for Aurora's Amazonian ass...

Hopper: Okay... listen. The only way I'm going to be able to fully function is if I have some God damn cocaine. Seriously. If you can't find me some cocaine, then I don't think this is going to work out. I'm going to have to get the hell out of here if I can't get some.

Chain Reaction: Mother ****er... come in here. Hurry the **** up.

The train hopper, hence the name 'Hopper', leaps in to the chariot. He and Chain sit Indian style in front of each other. Removing a pouch from his pocket, Jay Marco lines out half of a dime of cocaine. Hopper snorts half of the said line as Chain snorts the other half. Both men fall back in ecstasy.

Hopper: Man... that definitely hit the spot...

Homeless T: Mi domando quando andiamo cominciare questa razza di morte. Le cose saranno buone una volta vinciamo questo. Una volta facciamo, vado comprare cosí molte cose con la carta di credito del Chevalier non sarà buffo!

Hobo John: Well that is all good and fine, Tommy. But we need to focus on the point at hand and make sure that you don't die before you get to spend that money. We need to stay out of the way of Aurora and her evil chariot racing women.

Ollie the Magical Bum: Dudes, man... maybe we can think of something to help him win. Like seriously... if we win, then we get more money right? So therefore, we need to boost morale and want to win. Am I right or am I right?

Hobo John: You know, your theory makes sense, Ollie. We'll go with that. What kind of weapons do you have?

Ollie the Magical Bum: Well, I have a skateboard, some shoes, some skateboard tools, and a bag full of spray paint. Do you have anything?

Hobo John: Well... all I have is a shank.

Homeless T: Ho un pacco di preservativi...

Hobo John: I don't know how a pack of condoms is going to help, but we can think of something, I'm sure. Now... Hopper is a coke addict. So maybe he can think of something if we promise him a gram of cocaine or something like that.

Mister Glass: I have my glass staff... I do not know how that is going to play a part of this, though...

Hobo John: I'm sure we can use it in some way or another.

Hopper removes himself from the inside of the chariot and straps himself to the said woodwork with wheels. Jay reaches in the back of the chariot and grabs the first weapon he can - being a standard Renaissance styled jeweled sword.

Chain Reaction: This is going to take off really ****ing quick. Can't wait for it.

Begin the Pain

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