Star Force Gemini Chapter Three [Part Two]

"Gee Ω, what do you want to do tonight?" [Jestro] asks.
"The same thing we do every night, [Jestro]—try to take over the world." Ω says as he, C4121205 and [Jestro] walk to his car.
“Shot gun!” C4121205 says with a giggle.
“No, bitch. You drive your fuckin, gay ass Nissan Maxima.” Ω says.
“But come on, Ω don’t be a dick!” C4121205 begs.
“Yo, [Jestro] over here doesn’t drive so I gotta take him with me.”
“I could drive [Jestro]!”
“No, rich boy. I drive [Jestro].”
“But…”
“I love men!” Ω says.
“Yeah, you do. Okay, I guess I’ll just follow you guys.”
“And take that fuckin’ lame ass V mask off!” Ω screams.
“But you know I can’t. If any of my school friends or my dad’s co-workers saw me hanging out with you guys I’d be crucified.” C4121205 says.
“Damn, he just hit you with some knowledge right there Ω.” [Jestro] says.
“Whatever, he’s still a bitch.” Ω unlocks the doors to his RX7 and he and [Jestro] get in. “You know, I talk a lot of shit on C4121205, but I fuckin’ love that guy.”
“Me too.” [Jestro] says. Just then some Jock mother fucker slams himself onto Ω’s car.
“Lawl! Hey, there freaks! You two gonna go play Dungeons and Dragons or have a insightful conversation with a girl or something gay like that?” The Jock yells through the windshield.
“Get the fuck off my car, fucker!” Ω screams to Jock. He opens his door and the Jock gets off the hood and smiles at Ω, thinking this’ll just be another nerd trying to fight him. Little does he know Ω’s weapon of choice is his Beam Katana, its like a light saber, only better, because the japanese make it.
“Hey, there freak wanna fight or something?” The Jock asks as he keeps looking back at his other Jock friends who’re laughing hysterically. But before he can react Ω slices his left arm off. The Jock falls over as a geyser of blood sprays out of the nub that used to be his arm.
“Don’t ever touch my car again!” Ω screams as he gets back in his car and speeds off leaving the jocks confused and calling the hospital.
“That was pretty cool.” [Jestro] says typing on his laptop.
“I am kind of a badass, aren’t I?”
“Yup, only kind of.” [Jestro] says. Ω slams on the brakes and grabs the hilt of his beam katana, but before he can do anything he notices that [Jestro] already has a gun to his head.
“Go ahead.” [Jestro] says. “Make my day.”
“I’m gonna kill you one day.” Ω says looking extremely pissed off.
“If I get a text saying I should kill you, best believe your ass is DOA.” [Jestro] says. Then C4121205 rolls up next to them.
“Hey, guys! Wanna race?!” He’s not wearing his V mask anymore. The two of them look at him. [Jestro] puts his gun away and Ω puts one hand on the steering wheel and the other on his shifter.
“Prepare to get pwned bitch!” Ω screams. That’s when [Jestro] hacks both C4121205’s and Ω’s satillite radios and puts on ‘Castaway’ by Benny Benassi.
“You know when!” [Jestro] screams and right at 30 seconds they fly off of the line, speeding like bats outta hell. Pompey City was built on a mountain pass, so there’s no question that when C4121205 asked if they wanted to race, he meant the Pompey downhill. At the top of Pompey mountain lies the shopping district, where all the kids hangout. At the bottom lies the city of Pompey. Its an insane rollercoaster ride from the top to the bottom, but Ω is a master at it and can fly down it half-asleep if he wanted to.
As he and [Jestro] approach the first turn, Ω looks at him and says.
“When this baby reaches 88 miles per hour, prepare to see some serious shit.” Then they take the first turn like champs, drifting it completely and smoothly. By this time Ω has already forgotten that C4121205 is even racing him, now its just a race between him and his dead brother’s ghost. [Jestro] watches as Ω’s eyes glaze over, he’s in the zone.
After a spectacular array of driving skills the three of them reach the bottom of the mountain and head for the LAN center. The LAN center was located in the basement of an old Korean guy’s house. He let our hero’s play for free because he liked them and because they’d also bring him Circus Peanuts every time they came in. This was their haven, this was their sanctuary, this was their Sparta. They get out and go inside the LAN center and get their game on.
“Yo, C4121205!” [Jestro] calls from one side of the LAN center to the other.
“Yeah?”
“Call 김재민.”
Please enjoy the music while your party is reached.
“My dick, costs a late night fee, your dick, gots the HIV. My dick…”
“여보세요?” Its 김재민.
“What’s up?” C4121205 says.
“Uh, just got out of work, you?”
“We’re at the LAN center.”
“That’s thirty minutes away, I’ll be there in ten.”


-Sir Jestro