Will New Victoria have its very own KITT?
Summer 2021, Week 4
Friday early morning
New Victoria International Airport, Victoria Field
Storyteller
The sounds of this morning were deafening in their silence, every few minutes there would be the roaring sounds of the elderly metal birds taking flight their forms as white as the first snow of winter. The business infecting the nature around it.Quentin Jones
As A young man made his way through the sloooooooowwwwww boring process of security. His foot tapping rapidly like the motor of a two stroke bike being forced to push the limits of it's throttle. He'd just spend more then five boring slow stupid fucking hours on a plane and just wanted to get home already. He had trillions of thoughts racing through his head and stomping over one another. I could build a ma-Oh! or I could make myself a prope-
Oh! but what if I need to jump off a bui-
Oh! but what if I get shot a-
Oh! but I need to be fa-
Oh! but what if I need to distrac-
Oh! but I do need to be able to hac-
Oh! FINALLY I'M AT THE FRONT GOD THAT TOOK FOREVER. He tried his best to quickly get through the final security before he rushed to his car. A shitty little honda civic that was as old as the man, the inside had been stripped down bare, the insides looking like it was something from mad max or a nomad clan from Cyberpunk. A small laptop quickly opened and he checked a few things his fingers slamming into the keys. CLICK He turned the ignition and rushed out of the parking lot. He had places he needed to be. "I should get my car to talk."
Type
Record, Historical
Medium
Digital Recording, Text
Authoring Date
7/16/21
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