so you already know this but if we were to roll up to any criminal joint in this town in two separate mercedes benzs we'd get the red alert on top of two slugs between our eyeballs. nightjam would be kaput, they'd know our ride our style and our car. they'd make it illegal to drive ANY luxury car, let alone a benz. if ultron had to put the hammer down on mercedes benz cause of something i did i'd kill myself. but i guess being on nightjam is about as close to suicide as one gets... anyway
"detective tan" i say to tan because that's his name
"what's up boys love" tan says because apparently this colgate motherfucker can't fuckin call me detective back
"we cant go anywhere like this let alone the bottom of the sea. people'd know we were nightjam. we gotta combine our two benz into one benz using toon powers"
"tch. figured as much. alright alright let's just get it done."
we walk back to our own cars and hop in. i make it a point not to put the kickstand on my benz up all the way. gonna try for something here. tan angles his benz in a 6-point turn (these young drivers i swear they only ever drove on drag strips) until its facing mine on the opposite side of the rock quarry we met up at. i dont know if i made it clear that we were at a rock quarry before but we are. now we are.
tan signals me over the radio that he's primed the use of toon powers in his benz. i give him a quick chirp back to confirm the same. it's easy enough activating toon powers in a car, we get ours built in. little pully right next to the e-brake. i tell everyone who gets into nightjam that they're gonna fuck up which one is which a couple times. the last thing you want is to hit that thing when you want the e-brake and instead of stopping in front of the building you were about to crash into toon powers makes it so the car drives up every flight of stairs and out the main office. fuckin hate that but it happens to everyone so the best thing is just dont beat yourself up about it. anyways i pull the toon powers pully and step on the pedal. bit too much kick as we pull out but that's good. means its working. tan's benz backfires in the same way. i can see his mentos smile even through that illegal tint, and i dont begrudge it. this is gonna be a perfect Toon Merger. downright fleschian.
no time to savor it. we drive right into each other and the world goes white. we fall through a standard issue technicolour tunnel, awful racket. this is so that while the cars reconstitute into one car during the crash we aren't inside. hate it to death. tan cant get enough of it though he's such a glutton for this. maybe next time i can prime the jangling keys pully and keep him occupied while i go in and do all the fuckin work like usual.
boom clap bang pow shenron summoning noise. me and my jagoff partner are now both sitting in a double benz also known as the devil's sandwich. and honestly? it looks pretty fuckin good. lot more low-rider on this one than i was expecting. i dont mind. i look out my driver side window and just under the side skirt of the double. a kickstand. thank fucking god.
GATHERING STORM