[center][h2][color=ABB2B9]Allen Hops[/color][/h2]
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[b][u]Driving and then the secret Village Hidden in Gunshots.[/u][/b]
[b][u]Interacting With; Eliana → via text [@lovely complex]. Carmen. [@abandonedintel][/u][/b]
[b][u]Mood;[/u][/b] So ready, bro.[/center]

Benny held onto the brim of his hat while Carmen laid on the gas, he was ready to roll. The tune she chose was the right kind of music for this driving, in his opinion. As they roared brazenly out of the parking lot, Benny felt as though he was in the presence of a real road warrior. [color=ABB2B9][b]”I think I’ve got it. You were meant to be doing stunt driving, not heroics, Carmen! Next you need to practice firing blanks out of a pistol while you drive one handed. You got that?”[/b][/color] Benny felt like everyone’s career advisor at times. He was also excited to get to the range and see what he could pull out his hat this time… He cracked out a magazine with details about the newest [url=https://blog.banggood.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/Q450-quadcopter-kopen.jpg]robotic drones.[/url] [color=ABB2B9][b]”How do you feel about flying targets?”[/b][/color] He asked with an inquisitive eyebrow rising.
	
	Upstate New York was a fun place to be driving. It was fun to watch how much incidental chaos ensued on the road. Carmen was known to leave dudes with their middle finger sticking up in her wake, but she didn’t give a flying fuck. It was pretty awesome. When she celebrated he threw his arms up but they hit the roof with a thud. He decided it was a good time to check his texts. And tada, here was one from Eliana. Good timing.

[center][color=ABB2B9][b]To Eliana
My world is burnt rubber and shotgun shells baby.  : p[/b][/color][/center]

	The terrain started whizzing by at a slower rate as they reached their destination. [color=ABB2B9][b]”After this I’m feeling… Malts. Right? Malt shops are the right place to be.”[/b][/color] Benny’s stomach could do for a meal that hadn’t come with a side of pocket lint, or that funny flavor like it was really nothing at all. Sometimes the texture of the things nil space provided him just didn’t sit well. Right now his mind was on how much gunpowder he could explode in the span of half an hour to an hour and a half. [color=ABB2B9][b]”These are complementary…”[/b][/color] Benny said in a halfassed monotone as he limply handed Carmen a pair of soundblocking headphones. [color=ABB2B9][b]”You can put them on just as soon as I hear how incredibly fantastic you think my idea is.”[/b][/color] Benny said this as he retrieved an already whirring small [url=https://blog.banggood.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/Q450-quadcopter-kopen.jpg]quadcopter[/url] strapped with multicolored paintballs from his trench coat. [color=ABB2B9][b]”Check it out, these bleed rainbows. Totally not fucked up right?”[/b][/color] Benny tried out his villain laugh. From the gut, he thought. He didn’t think Carmen looked as impressed by the laugh as by their new target.