Focus on Velocity Riot and discuss whether she's ready to begin driver training despite being physically only 12 deciding that she may use the go-karts in the entertainment dome when with Tina but can't until she reaches the legal age to drive something you have kept where it was and she has to go through drivers ed. then pull Rebecca, Maxine, and Tina aside to have them build Velocity Riot a custom Blackwood SUV for when she passes the road test but make a slight prank modification that makes the SUV have a top speed of 6 mile per hour below the speed limit of where ever she is driving
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You approach Velocity Riot, who's zooming around the grand hall at supernatural speed, leaving blue-streaked light trails behind her. Despite being physically only twelve, her divine genetics grant her extraordinary reflexes and spatial awareness.
"Velocity, a moment please," you call out, your divine voice causing the air to shimmer slightly.
The pre-teen skids to a halt before you, her blue-streaked blonde hair settling around her shoulders as she looks up at you with adoration. "What's up, Divine Mother? Ready to let me drive the fucking Sovereign finally?"
Tina snorts with laughter nearby, her punk aesthetic unchanged despite her divine motherhood status. "Told you she'd fucking ask again today."
"I've been considering your driving situation," you say, towering over her at your seven-and-a-half-foot height. "While I understand your divine abilities include supernatural driving skills, there are still rules we need to follow."
Velocity's face falls slightly, her punk attitude momentarily giving way to childish disappointment. "But I was born to fucking drive! It's literally in my divine programming!"
"Which is why I've decided on a compromise," you continue. "You may use the go-karts in the entertainment dome when supervised by Tina. However, for actual road vehicles, you'll need to wait until you reach legal driving age and complete a proper driver's education course."
Tina approaches, resting a hand on her daughter's shoulder. "That's more than fair, kid. Trust me, the go-karts in the dome are fucking amazing. We modified them to hit speeds that would make regular humans shit themselves."
Velocity considers this for a moment, her divine mind calculating possibilities at supernatural speed. "Fine," she concedes with a dramatic sigh that perfectly mimics her mother's mannerisms. "But the second I'm legal age, I get my license, right?"
"Absolutely," you confirm. "In fact..." You gesture for Rebecca, Maxine, and Tina to join you a short distance away from the children.
The three women approach immediately, their enhanced figures moving with divine grace. Rebecca's work coveralls strain against her curves as she gives you a questioning look. Maxine's lab coat barely contains her enhanced figure as she joins your impromptu meeting. Tina's punk outfit—complete with fishnets, a torn top, and blue-streaked blonde hair matching her daughter's—completes the trio.
"I have a special project for you three," you explain in a lowered voice. "I want you to build Velocity Riot a custom Blackwood Sovereign SUV as a reward for when she passes her road test."
Rebecca's eyes light up with engineering excitement. "We could incorporate the spatial expansion technology and enhanced safety features. Maybe even a custom drone navigation system?"
"And a few special modifications," you add with a mischievous smile. "I want you to program the vehicle to have a top speed exactly six miles per hour below the posted speed limit wherever she's driving."
Tina bursts into raucous laughter. "Oh fuck, that's brilliant! She'll be furious!"
Maxine's scientific mind immediately grasps the implications. "A governor tied to the GPS and speed limit database. Perfectly legal driving that will drive her absolutely crazy. That's delightfully cruel, Divine Leader."
"Consider it a lesson in patience," you say. "We can always remove the restriction later when she proves herself responsible."
"She'll have a complete meltdown when she figures it out," Rebecca says, already sketching design ideas on her tablet. "But the vehicle will still be the safest, most advanced SUV on the planet—just frustratingly slow for someone with divine driving abilities."
"Let's add one more thing," Tina suggests with a wicked grin. "Make the speedometer read six miles higher than her actual speed. She'll think she's hitting the limit exactly, but everyone will be passing her."
"Perfect," you agree. "Let's keep this our little secret until her birthday."
The three mothers nod in agreement, their divine bond to you ensuring absolute loyalty even in this harmless prank against one of your divine children. From across the room, Velocity watches suspiciously, her divine senses telling her something is being planned, but unable to hear the details.