ONESHOT PROTOTYPES

Caramel Strawberry

Here I am, in a speed chase against an unknown military force, who's also shooting at us. Yeah I said "us" implying that I'm with someone else.

I'm in the driver's seat of whatever it is I'm driving, some girl I don't know is "shooting up the Opps" as she says, then there's a dude who I think is a mechanic, finally there's is a girl with pink hair who got me wrapped up in this situation.

I don't even know what she is or why these "Opps" are chasing us, but I do know how I got here, so I'll do you guys a favor and get you up to speed...

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4 DAYS AGO
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It all started after normal class, in my case math and physics combined, you know the usual hell. I was on my way to new a part-time job I took since I've been low on cash.

My previous boss decided to skip town a couple weeks ago without so much as a 'bye'. The only thing he left me was that stupidly-complicated-looking thing that I don't even know what it does and an instruction manual... sorta. It was a scrap of paper stating that he's goin off the grid, along with "instructions" regarding this strange contraption. It's like he's making fun of me. At least he left me spare keys to this place otherwise I'd die of boredom.

For someone who is terrible at learning and study, I know my way around a wrench. I like tinkering with the junk in this place. You could say I have no aptitude for the theory or following instructions but give me some scrap and I'll show you what I can do. So, the "instructions" he left me are extremely useful, why? Because the only things written are "Happy Birthday so here's a toy." and "Don't destroy my store." This works for me since I can do whatever I please with this toy. Hey I'm glad the old dude remembered my birthday but it won't be for another week or so.