I don't really know. I haven't actually been inside before now. I thought we could just try the first thing that looked interesting.
[He's played video games, of course. It's practically a right of passage- and childhood milestones like that had often been a go to for Bruce, when he hadn't known what else to gift Dick with. He'd much preferred outings or physical games much better.
But that doesn't mean he hadn't played his fair share of racing games. And if he finds a futuristic rainbow road, he's gonna kick the console into little pieces]
[ Time to play some VR mario kart. or whatever dick happens to lay eyes on. he has absolutely no interest or investment in anything - except maybe some of the fighting games, he'd like to prove that he's better than futuristic super fighters.
But it's Dick's day and Dick's call. ]
Tt. Well, whatever it is, I hope you're comfortable coming in second.
[Awfully confident! It's probably more than warranted, especially now that they have VR to contend with- Damian has quick reflexes, and while Dick isn't exactly a slouch when it comes to that either- Damian was always going to surpass him in every category, he'd been determined to try his hand at.
But winning isn't the point, so Dick's hardly fazed by it, outside of gentle brotherly ribbing, and starts to pick his way through the options-
and yes, it's the racing game- because the last thing he wants Damian to see- is his character getting downed, fake or not] This look good?
[ For all the times Victor had shoved the controller at him, he'd never once taken it. But he'd curled up on the couch and read a book while he hammered through whatever stupid game he was playing. ]
[Oh, Damian, never change. He takes a moment to scroll through his options- for terrain, length of time, how many ai components vs real players, what kind of character he wants to play- the car. He spends some time customizing a ridiculous car with wing backed features, shimmering blue paint, because he has to be on brand, and then locks it in]
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haunted by past experiences, sup
[He's played video games, of course. It's practically a right of passage- and childhood milestones like that had often been a go to for Bruce, when he hadn't known what else to gift Dick with. He'd much preferred outings or physical games much better.
But that doesn't mean he hadn't played his fair share of racing games. And if he finds a futuristic rainbow road, he's gonna kick the console into little pieces]
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But it's Dick's day and Dick's call. ]
Tt. Well, whatever it is, I hope you're comfortable coming in second.
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[Awfully confident! It's probably more than warranted, especially now that they have VR to contend with- Damian has quick reflexes, and while Dick isn't exactly a slouch when it comes to that either- Damian was always going to surpass him in every category, he'd been determined to try his hand at.
But winning isn't the point, so Dick's hardly fazed by it, outside of gentle brotherly ribbing, and starts to pick his way through the options-
and yes, it's the racing game- because the last thing he wants Damian to see- is his character getting downed, fake or not] This look good?
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[ For all the times Victor had shoved the controller at him, he'd never once taken it. But he'd curled up on the couch and read a book while he hammered through whatever stupid game he was playing. ]
Sure.
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[Oh, Damian, never change. He takes a moment to scroll through his options- for terrain, length of time, how many ai components vs real players, what kind of character he wants to play- the car. He spends some time customizing a ridiculous car with wing backed features, shimmering blue paint, because he has to be on brand, and then locks it in]
You're turn.
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Hope you're ready to eat my dust.