starter for @professorndear (( did not know what you really wanted, or which muse, so I shall do just something general, just write what comes in my head. ))
It was late enough in the evening on the islands, the sun was setting, yet any sort of activity did not cease. While the environment became more engulfed in stars, there was still quite the source of light within the jungle. The ship of one Nitros Oxide was illuminating the surrounding the area, the entrance being left opened as he worked on his hovercraft. Lowering his body as close to the ground as he could, he raised his hand up to its underside, tip-tapping away with his tools.
He needed the light of his ship, due to his lack of seeing in the dark. His home planet was very particular, trapping in the energy from the sun, adding on to the sheer brightness of his home city in which he hailed from. Such a subject always on his mind, his Gasmoxia... All the more to work on his specially created kart used for racing.
