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Anonymous Fri 02 Aug 2024 02:49:54 No.67912878 Report
Quoted By: >>67912939
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>>67912852
Oh crap i only saw requests so....Daimen does his learners test
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Anonymous Mon 05 Aug 2024 22:54:04 No.68021577 Report
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>The Dilopho-spinosaur locks eyes with himself in the rear-view mirror. His brows furrow, a smile on his face.
>You got this, Damien. Fourth time’s the charm. Liz even drove you all the way out to the other side of Volcaldera to try a new DMV. No way you’re failing this time!
>Click, k-thunk. Damien turns to the passenger seat as his instructor steps into the car, clipboard in hand.
“Cool eyebrows.”
“Thanks, kid. People don’t usually appreciate how much effort it is to wax ‘em.”
>The strange looking raptor asks the usual questions. Name, ID, all that sorta stuff.
>Then, he lights a cigarette. Damien’s face scrunches up a little. The other instructors didn’t really do that. Isn’t smoking in a car bad?
>The instructor glances at the hybrid, peeved.
“Well, whaddaya waitin’ for? Drive already, the test started.”
>Damien’s frills raise with his sheepish grin as he focuses again.
>Alright. Parking brake off. Put the gear into drive. Gas pedal is the right pedal, NOT the left pedal. Time to get that license.
>...
>Oof. He cringes as he knocks over a traffic cone while trying to parallel park. A peek to his passenger confirms that his instructor noticed… and didn’t seem to care much.
>Huh. Maybe Liz was onto something going to this DMV.
“Alright. Boring stuff’s out of the way. Let’s hit the road!”
>A smile spreads across Damien’s face. This was always his favorite part.
>It was also the part he tended to fail on, given his propensity for getting lost in the moment and violating speed limits.
>Today was no exception, his frills undulating as he tears through a school zone at 50 MPH. At this point, the salmon-skinned speeder has practically forgotten his instructor’s presence - a presence which is nodding approvingly with each ran red-light and cut-off car.
“Not bad, not bad. There - take that exit. Lemme see watcha got on the highway!”

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Anonymous Mon 05 Aug 2024 22:55:17 No.68021618 Report
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>Damien nearly swerves off the road as the raptor’s hand enters his field of view to point to the left, reminding him that his entire existence is not limited to the steering wheel. As he jerks his head over and comprehension dawns over him, his mouth turns into a grin and his frills start to tingle.
>Oh yeah. This is gonna be FUN.
…
“Yo! Liz! Liz! You’ll never guess what happened!”
>Liz barely had time to send her face out the lady’s room before Damien was in it.
“O-Oh! Damien! Weren’t you, uh, taking your test?”
“Yeah! Wait, no. I’m not. But I was! That’s not important! Liz, I passed!”
>Her elation is marred by confusion. Her body steps out of the restroom to join her head and boyfriend.
“You did!? I mean, that’s great! I didn’t expect you to finish so fast. I swear I stepped away to pee before you started driving…”
>Damien grins happily. That damned smile.
“Actually, the instructor thought I was a little too slow, but everything else was pretty good!”
>Huh. Guess this place just has a really short test. Liz knew she made the right choice bringing him here. She cranes her neck around him, looking him over from all angles..
“So, did he give you the paperwork?”
>Damien stops grinning, cocking an eyebrow. Uh oh.
“...Paperwork?”
“...Yeah, the paperwork. They’re supposed to hand you a form to give to the front desk.”
“No. He just told me I passed, then told me he knew a guy if I ever wanted to be a taxi driver.”
>Liz is starting to get a bad feeling about this.
“Well, maybe the guy just forgot. He’s probably sti-”
>The words catch in her throat as she finally looks past Damien, through the glass windows. Her body goes weak-kneed. Damien notices and catches her. Normally, she’d be swooning at his care for her.
>This was not normal. Her head floated closer to the glass in a trance.

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Anonymous Mon 05 Aug 2024 22:55:48 No.68021634 Report
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>The vehicle in front of the DMV is not a testing vehicle. It is a convertible that looks like it just got out of a demolition derby. Smoke billows from its hood, its windshield smashed completely. The front bumper is bent at a near-90 degree angle. At least two tires are popped.
>Her eyes trail from the car to the test course road. Skid marks trail in a sharp right turn from the lawn to the car. A lawn that is demolished by swerving tire tracks for at least fifty feet. Maybe sixty. However far it is to the highway. Whose barrier is broken in twain.
>Her eyes finally rest on a 3-car pileup on that far road. The faint sound of an ambulance draws closer. Her voice is quiet and shaky.
“...Damien. Did your inspector ever actually say he works for the DMV?”
“...Uhhhhh…”
>Damien’s hand is gripped painfully by his brachiosaur girlfriend as he yanks him in the direction of the parking lot.
“We are NEVER coming here again.”
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Anonymous Mon 05 Aug 2024 22:58:49 No.68021738 Report
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>Damien now has the ability to enter the twisted metal tournament to wish anything he desires when he wins