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[Well, someone's bored.]

[It started as a roar. Those who have been around motor vehicles might recognize the sound. It was a motorcycle, driven at high speeds down the streets. And as it passed by, one might notice the driver wasn't very good at it. Not only that, but she had long black hair, a manic grin, and appeared to be around thirteen.]

[If you know her, you are probably screaming "OH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, VRISKA." Or using more profanity to mean the same thing.]

[Vriska screeched to a halt in front of the school, grinning cheekily. Her hand came up, only her middle finger extended, before she kicked off again in cloud of gravel and noise. This was definitely taking care of her boredom.]

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[You could have asked John to see how contagious it is. But Vriska frowned down at the motorcycle]

So, um... this here makes a lot of noise and I think makes it go faster. [She patted the throttle] Hold on tight, I'm going to make it go!

The hell you waiting for, then? Let's go!

[Ready, Rider? Because she doesn't know anything other than fast as shit and she's applying it right now]

[HELL THE FUCK YESSSSSSSSS]

[HER FACE WHEN]

[It's totally matched by the crazy grin on Vriska's face as they speed down the road]

[CACKLE CACKLE CACKLE]

[MOST RESPONSIBLE MOMLUSUS RIGHT HURR]

Does it go faster?!

Yup!

[Sob, momlusus why did you say that? She's now going even faster]

[AWWWWWW YES]

You have to show me how to do this!

No way! This one's mine! [Crazy tight turn now as well as loud cackling, k? K.]

[WHEEEEEEEEEEEE]

[YOU ARE THE WORST MOMLUSUS EVER]

Ready, pinkie?

Ready for what?

[Vriska just gunned it, tried to ramp over an obsticle... and proceeded not to pull the bike up enough and ended up sending the two of them flying]

[Rider is the only woman who would cackle while flying through the air to certain death.]

[Or, as EX-ranked luck would have it, flying through the air to a very well-placed cabbage stand.]

[Good thing both of them have all the luck, as Vriska followed her right into the stand] Shit, fuck!

[Nope, still laughing her ass off.]

Smooth move, kid! Shit, do you just love vegetables so much you had to slam our faces into them?

[She tried to glare, except... well, it just ended in laughter. Vriska was in too good a mood] We're going to have to try that again!

[Beat.]

Hey kid, how fast can you run?

Hm? Why do you-

[Oh wait, this was a shop of some sort, wasn't it...]

'Cause he looks pretty pissed.

[Cue one vegetable merchant lamenting the loss of his poor cabbages.]

... not it! [And Vriska scrambled to get up to run]

Like hell I'm taking the fall for this one! [You'd be surprised how fast she can run with boobs like this weighing her down.]

[Thirteen year old body. She can squeeze into places your big boobs can't]

[DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF A FOOT-LONG AHOGE]

[8ITE ME, MOMLUSUS I AIN'T GETTING CAUGHT]