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Post by ridshadowfox on Nov 24, 2006 23:22:08 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'll be waiting for these races to stray, just like we did. Maybe he'll take his chance then to start his attacks. But I'll be there to stop him, or atleast keep him from hurting his victims." She sighs. "When this happens there will be painic, try to keep em together. If possible I'd like the convention goers not to even know."
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Post by taiomega on Nov 24, 2006 23:25:22 GMT -5
Cail: Alright keep it on the down low... got it...
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Post by ridshadowfox on Nov 24, 2006 23:30:02 GMT -5
"Ok, good. I'll be off then to hunting, ready for when this beast rears it's ugly head. The race was fun, one day we'll have to finish it." She starts to drive off.
"See you around cutie!" She drives off into the darkness.
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Post by taiomega on Nov 24, 2006 23:41:03 GMT -5
Cail: good luck... *turns and heads back into town to find the stalker he was following first*....
**** Rubacon: *laughs to himself in the ally way he had herd what he wanted*... Find here No rubacon *backs off and heads around the town on back allys and roads*
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Post by ebonyviper on Nov 25, 2006 0:16:41 GMT -5
Flint had stayed well out of sight when Cail and Tango came by. He waited for an hour after the two had gone before he came out into the open again, looking around the street.
Now where was Ebony? In the distance, he heard gunning engines. Three to be exact and one of them sounded like the black Viper's.
So that's where she is, Flint thought, She's having a race no doubt. Maybe I'll go surprise her after the race is over.
Flint heads off in the direction of the engine sounds.
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Post by taiomega on Nov 25, 2006 0:28:35 GMT -5
Cail: *rolls along* No where the heck is he?... *hears a street race* Hm.. find the viper find the stalker... *heads of the race*....
******* Rubacon: *waches a few cars pass him a few blocks up the back ally he was on* Tuners *growls*....
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Post by ridshadowfox on Nov 25, 2006 0:44:52 GMT -5
Snot Rod had made his way back to the hotel and to the spa. He soaks in the tub, with treatment in it. "I hope this gets the melted tire spatters off." He relaxes hoping to clean up his paint job from the burn out contest. "Now for the races...Ebony is gonna' be the best. No one can beat her..."
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Post by fierano on Nov 25, 2006 0:52:44 GMT -5
Nobody except Carl. (Hopefully, that is.) Of course, the still-dignified growl of a BMW M engine needing an overhaul was easily drowned out by the earthquaking rumble of Dodge's colossal 8.3 liter V-10. And the car that the M engine was attached to was already starting to strain (further) from taking curves as fast or faster than the Viper he was pursuing while at the same time trying to stay ahead of that ricer that had dropped in on the party.
Carl let loose a flash of Nitrous on a straightaway. It would provide him enough velocity to just get him into the Viper's slipstream, though limiting it for duration rather than sheer velocity wouldn't be near enough to send him rocketing past his opponent.
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Post by ebonyviper on Nov 25, 2006 1:11:59 GMT -5
(((((OOC: I may just allow that. ;D )))))
Ebony knew that she was the best by her reputation in the street racing scene. She could now here two engines behind her. One was from Carl, whom she was racing, and the other was the orange and black BMW that they almost ran into earlier.
The second turn came up on her fast and she flew into it smoothly enough for her velocity to allow.
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Post by fierano on Nov 25, 2006 1:33:37 GMT -5
Using late(r than the Viper's) braking, Carl dove for the inside of the Viper's line, threading the accelerator to make sure his rear tires didn't lose his grip again. He found himself side-by-side with the Viper, and flashed his nitrous upon exiting to make sure he ended up just ahead of his opponent.
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Post by ebonyviper on Nov 25, 2006 1:58:20 GMT -5
Ebony just then saw a blur pass by her. She slowed down a bit, startled, and saw that it was Carl in front of her. Now she was between Carl and Chakee. She growled in anger and began to tail Carl.
She could also smell nitrous. He has nitrous too?
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Post by fierano on Nov 25, 2006 2:13:03 GMT -5
((You think maybe we're leaving Suzi too far behind here?))
Carl had nitrous, and still had a good amount left. With the next few turns approaching he began to focus on taking those as fast as he could to recoup any distance the Viper might make up, and gain distance on the exits.
That's why they call me the Bayview Beam.
There's a visible grin on the M3's fascia as he rounds the next corner, his driving manner a tad more cautious than the previous one.
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Post by ebonyviper on Nov 25, 2006 2:20:32 GMT -5
(((((OOC: We can provide a recap so that she won't miss out on anything.)))))
Ebony continued to chase after Carl, she too being cautious around the next corner. She needed to get her lead position back somehow. Chakee still remained behind her.
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Post by fierano on Nov 25, 2006 2:55:57 GMT -5
((This is getting boring! XD Time to spice things up. A bit.))
Carl was in the lead, and a very confident one at that. As the next turn approached, to take the racers right onto the Vegas Strip(?), he almost felt invincible.
That's why I topped the Blacklist, baby!
Then his Copscanner started to beep. Scrap. In the frenzy of the race he had completely discounted the fact that they were currently racing in the heart of the inner city. The cops, probably no more than two at the moment, were within radar visibility but currently off the course, and they would probably be attracted to the race from the sound, and they'd be more than willing to take part if they could identify either of the racers from even a passing glance.
Of course, Carl hadn't just started worrying about the cops. That orange tuner he'd almost smashed into had started pursuing him. And the fact that he'd stopped almost certainly gave that car too much time to identify him.
Bounty hunter!?
Carl's pace started to get more frantic than smooth. Although he was still doing his best to focus on the course, he knew there wasn't much time for pretty much anything else if and when he crossed that finish line.
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Post by SuziDragonlady on Nov 25, 2006 8:58:29 GMT -5
Chakée thought Hmm, these two are really fast. Man, Chakée what are you doing here, racing at a city you don't know really... Well, I cannot win this thing but this lil dose of attention is not bad either... Chakée saw how Carl shoot foreward and got infront ot the Viper. Boah, that guy even has got nitrous? Then he focused on the car infront of him, the Viper. He saw that there was a curve just hundred meters away. ... hmm maybe at the outside, it could work... Chakée came closer and closer to the dark Viper and was now just one meter behind it. Just not to eraly, not to early... They reached the curve. Chakée tapped the brake, he drifted on the outside of the curve and due his position he was able to have a look at his oppenent from the side. Spikes? Ouh, she does not look really friendly... Then he managed to get next to the Viper with a lil distance between them. Yeah, it worked!
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