Chonk simply dropped. The gate opened, and Chonk fell straight down onto the first conveyor belt, crushing its hinges. The belt, now under a massive load, began to smoke and slow down. Chonk didn't care. Chonk was a glacier.
Frost, the cold, quiet marble, rolled to a stop in the winner's zone. It didn't celebrate. It just sat there, perfectly still, a single crack running across its surface. algodoo marble race
Frost took a more methodical approach. It rolled smoothly down the center, its high density keeping it planted. It used the momentum from the first drop to swing a pendular bridge just enough to slip through without losing speed. Chonk simply dropped