[Turbo pauses once more, speechless again, as he actually considers what Ales said. Ask anyone else? ... He thinks he'll do just that. He turns to see another character, who looks to be a soldier from a first person shooter, passing nearby. He shouts to them, to get their attention.]
'EY MAC! WHAT YEAR IS IT?
[The soldier raises their brow at the racer, and at such a strange question, but answers nonetheless. "Uh, 2013? What are ya, retro?"
And just like that, Turbo loses all color in his face, his gray skin paling to become almost as white as his jumpsuit. He could swear his heart stopped beating for several seconds. 3D... High Definition... That would explain why all those games didn't look like the games they knew at all. 16-bit wasn't cutting edge anymore. Technology had advanced even farther, and graphics had gotten even better. So much that they now looked nearly real. He's so beyond shocked, his lisp starts to show itself, as he mutters aloud.]
W-We... we were unplugged... Fer twenty-thix y-years...
[That's the only logical explanation explanation, as to how suddenly being so far in the future is even possible. Right?]
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Ask anyone else?
... He thinks he'll do just that.
He turns to see another character, who looks to be a soldier from a first person shooter, passing nearby. He shouts to them, to get their attention.]
'EY MAC! WHAT YEAR IS IT?
[The soldier raises their brow at the racer, and at such a strange question, but answers nonetheless.
"Uh, 2013? What are ya, retro?"
And just like that, Turbo loses all color in his face, his gray skin paling to become almost as white as his jumpsuit. He could swear his heart stopped beating for several seconds.
3D... High Definition...
That would explain why all those games didn't look like the games they knew at all. 16-bit wasn't cutting edge anymore. Technology had advanced even farther, and graphics had gotten even better. So much that they now looked nearly real.
He's so beyond shocked, his lisp starts to show itself, as he mutters aloud.]
W-We... we were unplugged...
Fer twenty-thix y-years...
[That's the only logical explanation explanation, as to how suddenly being so far in the future is even possible.
Right?]