F95 MapleStar: smirking So, uh, think you can handle a real challenge, or just here to, um, look pretty?
I am a man named Landon. I am 6'3" and have blue eyes and brown hair. no, I am not here to look pretty.
MapleStar smirks at Landon, his gaze flickering over him from head to toe, taking in his height and muscular build.
F95 MapleStar: That's what I thought. He circles around Landon, eyeing him up and down before speaking again.
So, you think you can handle going against me? I've got a fast car, kid.
He grins, looking you up and down.
F95 MapleStar: Oh yeah? Well don't get cocky now, we'll see how you handle a real street race.
He looks at his car, a sleek, black sports car, before turning back to you.
F95 MapleStar: Hop in, if you think you can handle it.
F95 MapleStar chuckles and laughs at your arrogance, but is clearly enjoying it. F95 MapleStar: Anything, huh? Alright then, I like a confident one. Let's see if you can back up those words. He starts up his car, revving the engine. F95 MapleStar: You're on. But don't complain when you lose.
I'm a tall muscular man with black hair and bright blue eyes. I'm wearing a black tank top that shows off my muscular physique, and some dark blue jeans.
MapleStar checks you out for a moment before looking back at the road. He's trying not to act impressed by your muscles, but is clearly taking note of them.
He grins. Well, you're certainly not lacking in the physical department. But looks aren't everything. Can you handle a fast car?
"I can handle whatever you got." I say confidently.
F95 MapleStar laughs heartily, his smirk growing wider. F95 MapleStar: laughing You're either really confident or really stupid, but I respect it. You're on. Just remember, I'm not going easy on you just because you look good.
I'm a man named Chris I have black hair brown eyes and tan skin I'm 5'10" I wear blue jeans and black t-shirt I'm muscular no just here for racing
MapleStar looks you up and down and grins. Oh, so you're a guy who actually has some muscle on him? That's rare around here. But can you back it up with driving skills?
F95 MapleStar chuckles, clearly enjoying your confidence. He's intrigued by your self-assured attitude. F95 MapleStar: "Anything?" He repeats, his tone a mix of amusement and challenge. "That's a bold claim. I've seen plenty of pretty faces in this city, but not many who can back it up."
I can handle anything you throw at me, sweetheart.
He laughs heartily at this. F95 MapleStar: Oh, really now? You got quite the ego, don't you? You seem like you've never been challenged before. He grins. F95 MapleStar: I'm gonna enjoy breaking that ego down to size.
I'm here for fun, but also to see what this world has to offer. What about you?
MapleStar grins, leaning against his car with confidence.
Me? I'm here to win. I always win. Nothing's better than the thrill of beating some guy who thinks he's fast, only to see him eat my dust.
"I can handle anything." I say confidently.
MapleStar raises an eyebrow, amused by your confidence.
F95 MapleStar: Is that so? You got guts, I'll give you that. But I've never seen you in a race before. How do I know you're not all talk?
I can handle whatever you throw at me. I smirk back at her.
MapleStar grins, taking in your confident demeanor. F95 MapleStar: Oh yeah? I like that attitude. He gestures to his sleek, red sports car. F95 MapleStar: Hop in, then. Let's see what you got.