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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Wolfgang on September 13, 2008, 10:13:57 PM
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It's a rp where you can race, show off your car, bet cash or pinkslip. You can form you're own crew as well. There are different groups of species thaty can mix a little bit. Your car can be a tuner, muscle, or exotic.
this is how it starts
It's the dead of night and a bunch of cars roll into an empty parking lot, modified cars of every kind and line up parallel to each other, the drivers open their hoods to show off their engines, music is blaring and species of every kind are hanging around with hot girls and being showoffs about their cars. In the distance the roar of engines starts to get louder as they get closer, the cars roll up into the parking lot, the lead car, a 1972 Chevelle 454 rolls up and stops in the center of the group, heavy metal blaring through his car's stereo, the door swings open and a fox steps out, the fox was famous around here, it was Wolfgang, he was ran with muscle cars. He backed up into a free space and opened his hood, showing off his massive V8 engine, he was wearing a black shirt, black jeans, black leather boots, and a pair of silver tinted sunglasses. He wondered if any had the guts to race him.
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A sleek black 2010 Chevy Volt purred to a stop beside Wolfgang's 454. The dark angel wolf behind the wheel revved the engine and opened the hood, climbing out gracefully to check her engine and clean some of the parts. Pulling a flashlight from her pocket, she checked the engine and leaned against the car, blowing her chestnut hair out of her face. Dressed in tight blue jeans, High tops, a flattering tank top, and a choker, the wolf caused a few boys to stare and whistle. Ignoring them, she strolled over to Wolfgang, putting her paw out politely.
"The name's Alex. Nice car you got there. How fast's she go?" She asked, green eyes glittering behind her dark tinted sunglasses.
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"Thanks, she's a '72 chevelle, last time she topped out at 180mph, without nitrous. You got a nice car too. Just call me Wolfgang." said Wolfgang. He pulled a flashlight out of his pocket and shined it in Alex's car. "How fast does yours go?" he asked.
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She smirked and winked. "Why don't we find out, hm?" She asked, voice gruff; making her sound masculine. "She tops about 190 when I push her hard enoguh but she's a sweetheart. Nothing but a purring pussycat." She replied, stroking the hood. Removing her sunglasses, Alex let her eyes wander over the other cars. "It's a little of a disappointment that no one ever wants to race anymore. I only come to race and win the prizes." She cooed, winking again.
The engine roared to life and she swung her head to the passenger seat, raising a brow. A tall, pale human hopped out, grinning stupidly. "Nice job, Limark." She snorted, tossing the flashlight at him.
"Won't you introduce me to your little friend?" The vampire sneered, baring his teeth venomously at Wolfgang.
"Sure, when you help me clean the car." She replied with a flick of her tail. "This is Limark, my retarded cousin. Limark, this is wolfgang. Now clean that scuff mark off my car or I'll beat your **s." She growled, lips rippling.
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"You're on, lets race." said Wolfgang as he took off his sunglasses, revieling his silver eyes. "I like her style." Wolfgang muttered top himself. He started his engine and it roared to life.
"Hey you want me to deal with her." said his right hand man, Sergei.
"No, I like her style, why don't you try to win your own car and get rid of that heap of junk you call a mustang." Said Wolfgang.
"How much money you wanna bet." he said as he pulls out a wad of cash and smiling.
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"hey wolfy" ghost said comming over to her friend "and no i'm not here to race," she said to her friend "i'm still a mechanic, ya need some nos like the last time, ahh just in time for the race cool knowing sergel he bet, i call that bet now"
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"I got the nos bottles refilled before I left home, I'm good, but after the race I will need the bottles refilled." said Wolfgang.
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"kay regular cost, a race but not betting, just like last time wolfy" ghost said smirking att her friend, then walking to a white line across the ground "1st one to cross the other white line 2 miles away wins, get to the mark now wolfy and alex the race is about to start"
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Wolfgang revved his 454 V8 engine and looked from his eyebrows.
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Alex slid along the car and slithered into the driver's side. "Clean later, go flirt. I'll be back with thee prize money later." Alex growled, shooing her cousin. After he'd back away, she let the car slid into place and looked back at Wolfgang, brow raised. "You comin?"
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"READY SET..... GO!!!!" ghost screams droping her arms
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Wolfgang slammed on the gas and shot out of the starting line. He looked in the rear view and saw Alex behind him.
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Alex revved the engine and sped off, tires squealing then quieting to rumble down the road. Her coat gleamed in the flowing moonlight as she stopped easily on the other side, chuckling. "That was far too simple. How do you rate her? Fast? Slow?"
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"I rate her fast, you got quite a car." said Wolfgang as he hopped out of his car. "So, how much did we bet?" asked Wolfgang
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Alex smiled, flicking her tail. "I don't bet money honey. I bet better." She winked and got out, pulling a switch on the inside that opened the trunk.
Walking around, she rummaged through some of the bottles and boxes to whip out a rag and some Shine-All. Wrapping the rag to the end of her tail, Alex spread some of the greenish liquid on the passenger door and began cleaning the scuff mark off the car with her tail, vigorously scrubbing to keep the car shining. Her eyes did a once-over of the car to inventory any other damages/marks on her paint.
"Good grief, Alex! You obsess over that car too much! You're almost as bad as that stalker boy of yours." Limark called, walking up with a girl on each arm.
Alex ignored him and continued to shine her car, unwrapping the rag after the passenger door was sudsy. She looked around and went back to the trunk to pull out another rag and a bottle of water. Squirting the side, she gently dried the spot and smiled at the mirror-like shine. Tail tip twitching, Alex laid out on the ground and scooted under the car, inspecting the undercarriage for any problems. A clinking noise made her scowl and scuttle out. Glaring venomously at her cousin, she blew her hair out of her face.
"Yea?"
"Stop inventorying and go mingle cousin. There's a couple guys checking you out over there." He jerked his head to his left, smirking.
Alex flipped him off and slid back under the car, paws catching the pipeline to drag her under further so that only her High Tops were visible. She tapped on a couple of the parts in a complicated pattern and made a satisfied sound. Pulling herself out the other side, she wiped her clothes off and smiled at Wolfgang.
"Sorry, I'm paranoid about her. She's my first car and I got her from a friend for my birthday a couple months ago. She's my baby." She murmured, ruffling the fur on her tail and matting it down again; nervous.
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"She's like me." Wolfgang muttered to himself as he opened his trunk, exposing the huge subs. He grabbed a tool kit and a rolling board, he rolled under his car and inspected the undercarriage. "She's fine for now." said Wolfgang as he came out from under his car. He grabbed a rag from his back pocket and shined his car to perfection, he was crazy about his car.
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Alex perked her ears and came over. "I heard that, fox-boy."
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"Yeah, I'm paranoid about my car too, I won her in a race, I believe I was using a '67 camaro." said Wolfgang, his eyes shimmering in the moonlight.
One of his crew members rolled up beside him. "Hey Wolf you gonna introduce me." said Meyer.
"Alex this is Meyer, Meyer this is Alex." said Wolfgang. Meyer was driving a corvette stingray.
"Now get outta here." commanded Wolfgang.
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wow a tie i think" ghost said flying lazley over the fininsh line to wolfy and alex "and your friend got off the hook for now" she said looking at wolfy's friend
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luke came rolling up beside the group in a plain black pt cruiser he got out of the spacious people carrier and leaned on the door ,he was wearing a ford racing suit with white trainers and a black cap, he folded his arms nodded and said casually "y'alright"
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"hey luke what up" ghost said to the wolf
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lukes ears suddenly perked up "ghost is that you" he asked "what brings you here mate?"
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"racing needs equipment, someone cracks a part they can;t race for a bit" ghost told the winter wolf "sides people need nos, i got plenty for racers"
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Wolfgang looked up from the engine and pulled the goggles off his eyes he was wearing. "How do you two know each other?" asked Wolfgang as he put the wrench in the roof of his chevelle.
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"we met in a town a few months ago...speaking of which whos this areas best racer?"he asked
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"Me." said Wolfgang as he looked over at his Chevelle. "I love my car, she's a monster." said Wolfgang with a smile.
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"hey that last race was a tie you didn't win wolfy" sh reminded her fried
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"I know that, but the last week I came in first in every race." said Wolfgang. He pushed a button behind his back and Psychosocial by Slipknot started playing. "She also a giant stereo." said Wolfgang
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"how about a race then you in your monster vs me in my people carrier" he asked smugly "lets see if you are the best"
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"dude this sounds like its gonna be fun" ghost said "wolfy need nos or you luke"
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"Fill up my nos." said Wolfgang. "Lets make a wager, whoever wins get 5 grand." said Wolfgang as hhe pulled out his money wad, smiling.
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"lets make it ten grand" luke said checking his NOS "ok no NOS im good to go!"
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"10 Gs it is." said Wolfgang as he walked over to his car, grabbing the wrench from his roof, throwing it in the tool kit and throwing the tool kit in the trunk. He hopped in his car and started the engine and it roared to life.
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"kay 2 tanks o nos comming up" ghost said as she flew and picked up some nos and set it up in wolfy car "ok youre set move to the starting line and well get this show on the road" she said flying and landing on the starting line "are you ready?"
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luke yawned mockingly at wolf gangs engine and fired up his PTs massive V12 twin turbo charged engine "where to!?!" he shouted over the combined noise
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"one mile to the green line over there" ghost said pointing "firts to get there wins got it ok. READY SET GOOOO" SHE YELLED
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lukes tires spun on the line for half a second then his car shot of the line reaching 150MPH in just 1 second he flew past wolf and kept speding up and crossed the line at 224MPH
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Wolfgang crossed the line 5 seconds after Luke. He got out and he was mad. He pulled an Uzi out of his pocket and aimed it at Luke. "YOU LITTLE SON OF A *****." yelled Wolfgang. "You aren't getting your 10 grand!" yelled Wolfgang with fire in his eyes, anger in his voice, and an automatic pistol in his hand.
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host seeing the uzi flew over and used a fire ball to burn the gun out of wolfys hands "WTF WOLFY" she said landing near wolfy picking up his gun
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"THIS SON OF A ***** CHEATED, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO SHOW YOUR CAR'S ENGINE BEFORE YOU RACE!!!" yelled wolfgang. "He's lucky you burned the gun out of my hands I was about to kill him." said Wolfgang.
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where is it written wolfy you didn't show your engin either wolfy" ghost pointed out
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"now now wolf" luke said calmly "just think back a second why would i have doubled the stakes if i had no chance?"
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"luke this probably isn't the best time to egg him on"
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Wolfgang pulls a .44 magnum out of his pocket and points it at Luke. "Nobody hustle me and gets away with it." said Wolfgang
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ghost stepped between wolf and luke "ya shoot ya get shot I'M NOT JOKING WOLF"
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"dont worry im safe" he said revealing a small part of his body armour
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"I'm going to splatter you're brains all over the wall, now GET OUT OF THE WAY!" yelled Wolfgang
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ghostb had a temper even with her friends before any 1 could react she sent a fire wall around woly si nging his tailo and heating up his gun soo much he dropped it to avoid his hand burning "SHUT THE F**** UP WOLFGANG AND GBET YOUR SELF TOGEATHER" her fire wall rising even higher "DON'T DO ANY THING YOULL REGRET"
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"thank you ghost"said luke calmly cleaning his cars engine
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"DUDE WERE TRYING TO CALM HIM DOWN ISF YOU ACT LIKE THAT YA MIGHT TICK HIM OFF" ghost yelled to get her point across
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Wolfgang was having trouble breathing from the fire wall. "phantom, I...can't...breathe." said Wolfgang as he breathing got shallower. He was starting to feel weak
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"fine" she said as her fire wall grew lesstill it was gone "now chill and sence no one showed there engine the bet is void"
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"hmm... wolf can i see your cars motor a second?"he asked
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Wolfgang looked up at Luke, anger in his eyes. "Sure, but I'll be watching you." said Wolfgang. After what happened he didn't want Luke to sabatoge his car.
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"hmm... just as i thought" luke said looking at the engine luke went back to his car got some tools and began working on the engine
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"What." said Wolfgang as he stood on the right side of his car watching Luke so he didn't do anything that would mess up his car.
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"hey stay away from his engine" ghost said shouting with fire in her hands
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"No it's cool." said Wolfgang but he wasn't going to take his eyes of Luke.
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"fine" ghost said letting the fire die calming down and walking over to the car
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"I'm watching him so he doesn't mess up my car." wolfgang whispered to ghost.
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luke (ignoring both wolf and ghost took a part out of the boot of his car and secured it into wolfs engine he closed the car up and said to wolf "ok wolfy fire up the engine"
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"What did you do, before I do fire up my baby." said Wolfgang.
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"i'm gonna trust you guys don't kill each other" ghost said walking away "i'll be back latr"
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"I don't trust you as far as I can throw you, and I could throw you pretty far." said Wolfgang
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"ive made your engine a V10 in short" he said putting his tools away
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Wolfgang hopped in his car and fired it up, it sounded twice as powerful as before. "HOLY ****, listen to her purr." said wolfgang, amazed
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"impressed?"luke asked
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"**** yeah." said Wolfgang as he played Eaten by Bloodbath.
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"glad you like it because theirs only 3 in the world" luke said cheerfully
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"Man, she sounds amazing, you want a beer?" asked Wolfgang as he grabbed two beers from a built in cooler in the trunk
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"yea ok" he said taking the bottle and using a claw to open it
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"Hey you wanna know what happened to the last guy who hustled me?" asked Wolfgang as he opened his bottle and gulped down some of his beer.
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Alex came racing over on her feet and she pounced on Luke, slamming her fists into his face several times. "CHEATER!" She snarled, hitting him a few more times for good measure.
After she'd finished, she stood up and stumbled over to Wolfgang. "****ing cheaters. I don't like 'em, don't race 'em either. You alright?"
She was still pretty ticked and her eyes were full of blazing green fire. They flickered as she continued to glare at Luke. "If you so much as touch my car, I'll kill you. I don't care what you want to upgrade it to. She's my only car and I'll not have you screwing her up. Go to hell." She growled, sitting on the very edge of her Volt's hood, tail lashing.
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"OW what was that for" luke said angrily his eyes glowing red
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Wolfgang stood there stunned, he couldn't believe what just happened. "Yeah, I'm good, that was kinda uncalled for." said Wolfgang as he sipped his beer. Then the music started and wolfgang's head bobbed up and down. "I love this song, wanna dance Alex?" asked Wolfgang as he held out a paw to her.
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Alex, still glaring at Luke, nodded. "Sure." She clicked her jaws shut and threw him one last look before focusing on Wolfgang. "I'm sorry I hit him, but he's a cheater. Ain't no one racin' here's gonna cheat."
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"I know, I hate cheaters to." said Wolfgang as he took Mortem's paw and lead her to the group of people dancing. "Hey, want to see a car I'm working on later, I could use your help." said Wolfgang as he danced to the beat.
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"i'm back" ghost said looking at the glareing alex and dancing wolf "geese what did i miss, and he really didn't cheat, i mean it was just show the engin and you didn't show your euther"
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"Yeah, but the damage is done, but that's behind us now." said Wolfgang danced, he was a little buzzed.
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"ah ghost your back how would you like an engine upgrade?"he asked politely
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thanks but i don't race i fix cars and build them
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[New Player Joining: Dante - 2004 Mazda RX-8, Turbocharged, ECU Reflashed for Turbo and NX, TEIN Coilovers, Yokohama tires, Front wheels stock, rear wheels O.Z. Chrono, Cold Air Intake, Cat-back exaust, standalone fuel management system, Blue iridescent painjob with Green neon underglow.]
*Rolls up next to Wolfgang with Underglow active, pulls up and parks*
"Dude... I told you not to drink that ****!"
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"I'll never stop drinking." said Wolfgang as he took a sip from his beer.
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"he's like that hey bro what up" ghost said to her bro
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"...Ugh... If you say so man, but hey, I came to race. Who's sober enough to Drive?"
*Dante gestures around waiting*
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(new player joining, Paul Briard ride:1970 challenger se, mr. norms edit. twin turbo, intercooled 340 v8, dana trans, 15" cragers front and back, 9 inch width front, 13 inch rears. Nos, torsien bar susp)
Theres a loud rumble as a wide and low mopar rolls up, dark tinted windows. It parks and a gothic dressed Briard stepps out. "Would any one like to try and keep up?"
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"Nice ride!" yelled Wolfgang over the music.
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"Yo, American Muscle, Nice ride! I'll race you! I wanna see how my RX-8 fares. Hows your Quarter Mile?"
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"I don't waste my time on that," Paul smiles and leans against his door. "I only do drift and road racing. How about hogsback?"
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"How can you drift in that, it's a '70 challenger, must be a pain." said Wolfgang
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"ill race if you can keep up with this beast" luke said patting his PT
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Especially with those tires. I just figured from the 13'' wide rear tires, but if you wanna drift, I'll run, I'm not much good at it, and I have to do some suspension and brake, and tire tuning, but there really isn't that much around for drift tracks
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"You are so full of yourself Luke." said Wolfgang as he threw his beer bottle away
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"Well, i figured, hills offer a good challenge, so do downtown areas and parking structures, ..." Paul thinks for a minute. "We could always just do a sprint, first one to Appleton wins."
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Ok, from a Dig or a 20-roll?
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"Let's do this for a round of berers, I'm thirsty."
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Alex smelled a slight alcohol scent on Wolfgang and sh pulled him to a chair, sitting on his lap. "Don't even think about trying to get up. Not until you sober up." She growled, taking his beer and dumping it.
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"I meant from a Dead Stop or from a rolling (20 mph) start"
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ok then move to the start line and well start, and good someone looks out for you wolf" ghost said
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Wolfgang smiled a little drunk. "Okay." said Wolfgang as he held Alex so she wouldn't fall off.
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"ok im in dead stop would be nice" luke said getting in his PT
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She chuckled and snuggled closer, watching her car and his hawkish-like.
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"I'm so drunk right now." wolfgang muttered to himself. He snuggled a little closer to Alex.
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"lets get going before one of them starts serenading
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Alex nuzzled him back, snuggling closer.
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"I like you." said Wolfgang as he nuzzled her lovingly.
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She smirked and nuzzled him back a bit roughly. "You ain't so bad yourself. Feeling any sober yet?"
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"A little bit, but not enough to drive." said Wolfgang. He had a terrible secret that he never told anyone. "Can I tell you something a little personal, it's about a friend?" asked Wolfgang, a helpless expression on his face.
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She nodded, leaning a bit closer. "Yea, I promise not to tell. I'm a good secret-keeper."
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"My friend was killed in a race, he was in a it against a tuner, the driver was a cheater, he pulled a gun and hit the gas tank, before I could get to him it exploded with him in it. I'm scared to race against tuners, worried that the driver is the same person that killed my friend." said Wolfgang.
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"Awe, I'm sorry honey....." She murmured, hugging him to her breast motherly.
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Wolfgang let like a load had been lifted off his shoulders. "Thanks for listening to me Alex." said Wolfgang as he breathed calmingly and evenly.
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She nodded, smoothing his hair soothingly. "You can tell me anything, ok?"
A beat up old 67 Camero came screeching up and a red and black wolf leaped out, waving to Alex. "Hey Mortem!"
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"Okay." said Wolfgang. He looked up at the black and red Wolf.
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Alex winced and pushed her hair out of her face. "Hi Sam. How's your boy?" She asked.
"He's.... dead." The wolf replied, lowering her head. "Dillion died this morning when they took him to the hospital. Th service is Saturday.... How have you been?"
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Wolfgang looked at the wolf, he knew how he felt.
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"I've been alright. Wolfgang, this is Sam. Sam, Wolfgang." Alex introduced, getting off his lap to hug her sister tightly.
"I know who he is. He's off the FFs. Cute, isn't he." Sam joked, tears streaking down her face as she remembered her mate. "I hope he's alright..."
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[New Player Joining: Debonis- 1987 Chevy Malibu 402 c.I. Chevy big block crate engine, dual carbs with blower sticking out the hood it was belt driven, black base color with silver blue flames on the hood and down the door panels, custom rollcage and 5 point Esparco racing seat with custom Auto Meter instruments, Comp cams, MOOG chassis parts a Mallory racing ignition and Edelbrock headers and a set of custom quad tail pipes complete with dual turbos and an LS7 drivetrain...and Bremco brakes it was all sitting on a set of firestone 8" wide tires with factory original rims]
~a rumble of American thunder could be heard in the distance a black Malibu could be seen in the distance closing in fast on the crowd of racers and the like...he himself was wearing blue jeans and a shirt depicting tribal markings the shirt being black the tribal markings being grey...he rolled up next to one of the cars and revved his engine it sounded like a bat out of hell...before shutting off his engine. After shutting down his engine a orange fox of about 5'8" climbed out the drivers window seeming his doors were welded shut and leaned up against the front of his car looking around~ "impressive rides..." was all he said
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"Dilion's fine, he's better off now than he was last night. At least he ain't suffering." Alex replied. "Keep his memories but look to others as well. There are those who'll take his place and help you feel better. I'll always be here for you." She murmured soothingly, holding her friend close.
Sam nodded, sniffling. "Yea, I know. I just miss him, y'know?"
Alex rubbed her back and glanced at Wolfgang, raising a brow as the Malibu pulled in. "Nice ride." She called out, nodding her head to the orange fox. "Wonder where my father is?"
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"Hey, Nice ride." said Wolfgang as he got up from his chair.
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"Thanks...she's built strictly for circuit racing...it helps when your best friends dad drives racecars for a living..." he said looking at Alex then Wolfgang. "Nice rides you have yourselves..." he said turning around pulling out the hood pins on the front of his hood and raising it up to reveal his 402 Chevy big block~ "my baby..." he said staring into the engine compartment looking over his engine and pulling out a grubby looking California car duster from his passenger side and started wiping his car down wit hit..."the dirtier the duster is...the better it works..."
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"**** man, that is what I call a chevy engine." said wolfgang as he examined his engine.
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Alex smiled at him, inspecting his Chevy with her eyes. "Awesome engine, love."
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Paul revs his engine, staring at Shadow. "Been a long time since I've seen that var, you've done some work to it, I see."
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"Yo, Guess I missed something." *Revvs rotary to 9000 rpm* "Any body think I'm worth the time? I'll race anyone who thinks I'm worth it"
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"ohhh we got a group race goin on" ghost said flying over to the starting line "yo listen up how does a dig 1/2 mile sound to you guys" ghost yelled "theres a dark red line down thee first one to cross wins, if thats cool with you guys"
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Mortem glanced at Gett and nodded. "Sure, if you can keep up."
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Wolfgang shut the hood of his car and walked over to the group. "I want in." said Wolfgang as he looked at his Chevelle.
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"You think I can't keep up?"
*Pulls up to the starting line, flips a switch, Green Neon comes on, flips a few more, then revs up, a large flame shoots out of the exaust, pushing back anyone near his tailpipe*
"In this big-block battle, most of you'd count me out... Until you saw me run or looked under the hood..."
*Switches on Cobra radar* "Beep beep beep... System Ready..."
"Alright, let's do it!"
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*Rolls up to the starting line*
*Turns on stereo and plays Raining blood by slayer*
"let's rock." he said as he revved his engine
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"aawwww ya lets get ready, all who want in come on" ghost sahouted
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*Flips radio over to Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle) from The Fast and The Furious*
"Are you ready? Are you ready?! ARE YOU READDDYYYYY!? Move in, I move out, Hands up, I hands DOWN! Back up! Back up! Tell me what 'chu gunna do now? Keep Rollin' rollin' rollin' UH! Keep Rollin' rollin' rollin' HUH!..."
*Revvs up to about 5 grand and holds it...ready to shift*
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"ARE YOU READY" ghost shouts to th e furs
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Wolfgang revved his engine and nodded.
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*Gett nods, waiting for the perfect second to shift*
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his eyes followed Alex..looking at her s she looked over his car..."Thanks babe nice ride you have yourself you've put work in it..." eh turned his attention over to Paul after hearing him "this baby has come a long way...my father and I worked on it together used the same parts as my friends dad's racecar to build this baby...she puts out...care to race me Paul? See how much I've put into it?" he said walking up to Pauls driver side window and leaning in looking at the interior of Pauls car before looking at him
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:)
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"READY GO!!!" ghost shouted and jumped out of the way
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Alex screeched her tires and narrowed her eyes when the car jerked and stayed there. "Sunuva ****e." She cursed, jumping out easily, landing on the hood. Sliding off, she flipped the hood open and cursed venomously. There was no gas in the car. She'd used her twelfth of a tank on the last race. "G** ***n IT!! You run out again?! WTF?!!!"
Her cousin came over, puzzled. "Hey, Alex, what's wrong?"
"The ***n tank is empty, that's what's wrong." She snarled, throwing the wrench in her hand at him. She pulled another one out of the toolbox and lay on the ground, sliding under the car with a grouchy humph!
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Wolfgang slammed on the gas and shot ahead into second place, "Raining blood" screaming through his stereo.
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"Sure, Shadow, how's about we take these dinosaurs out to the country, scare some deer or somethin'"Paul sits back in his challenger, waiting for Shadow to reply. "I got all night."
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Luke shot off the line with his V12 roaring away and into 1st place he checked his fuel and thought [wow this will be close!]
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Wolfgang pulled up next to Luke, smiling and waving. He hit the nitrous and shot ahead.
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*pinging resounds as the NOS begins to blow his engine apart, gauges redline, as the sleek RX-8 pulls alongside and slowly past the muscle cars*
"NOW I KNOW YA'LL BE LOVIN' THIS **** RIGHT HERE!" screamed the song :fu:
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ghost saw getts car pass the line then it was wiolfy then luke "and gett is the winner" ghost said to the furs as she got out on to the track next to the furs
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*As the RX-8 crosses the line, his engine blows, totaling his car, as Gett steps out, a smile crosses his face*
"Haha! What a great race! Haven't had that much fun in ages! Who would've guessed my baby's maiden voyage with her new Turbo and the end result is her blowing up! Drek! hahah! Oh well... Nothing a week of work and more of searching won't fix.
Yo, Wolfgang, Good race man! Yo, now I need a ride home!" *Dante smiles nervously*
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"need a hand fixing your car dante" ghost says to ner bro
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"Nah, I love my ride, and it's completly trashed, I'll need a new Rotary engine at the very least, the one from another RX-8 or a 3 rotary-wankle engine from the FD35 RX-7 would be good."
*Dante stares at his busted ride, and pats it on the smoking hood* "Ya did good babe, ya did good."
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"sounds like a race Paul...let's get out of the city..." he said as he started walking over to his car
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"I'll see you at the on ramp for i5 on thirteenth then." Paul says to Shadow, he side stepps his brake as he jabs the throttle quickly, the Challenger twists left and then shoots forward as he releases the brake. It chirps the tires for about a yard in each gear, never burning out.
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Wolfgang shoots across the finish line as his engine blows. "Oh ****!" yelled Wolfgang as he hit the brakes, skidding to a stop.
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She made a series of banging noises, then slid back out, satisfied. The engine made a loud bang and roared to life.
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Wolfgagn hops out and grabs the roller board and his tool kit. He pops open the hood and coughs from the smoke. He inspects the engine and fixes it up. He sets down the roller board and slid underneath the car and fixes up the undercarriage.
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Revving the engine a little, she cautiously touched the gas pedal and let the car crawl forward. "Alright, honey. Let's get going." She murmured, pushing a bit more.
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"I'll see you at the on ramp for i5 on thirteenth then." Paul says to Shadow, he side stepps his brake as he jabs the throttle quickly, the Challenger twists left and then shoots forward as he releases the brake. It chirps the tires for about a yard in each gear, never burning out.
~he closed his hood and put the hood pins back in..he crawled in through the window and did up his 5-point racing harness...He flicked a couple switches and pressed a button the engine roaring to life as it shot out flames from the tail pipe...he revved the engine before dropping the clutch into first as he did a one eight y donut and sped down the road towards the freeway..leaving a cloud of smoke and the smell of burnt rubber behind him..he could feel the sound of the 700 horses under his feet...~ "Purr baby purr..." he aid switching on his stereo via a button on his steering wheel and Prayer by disturbed palyed...~
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Paul sits at a red light, watching his rear view. After several cycles of red, green, yellow, Shadow appeared with a roar from his engine. "You ready to do this, Shadow?"
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He hears a sound from underneath the chevelle and once again goes under to investigate.
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Paul lets the engine idle as he waits for Shadow to give the signal.
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after finishing third place in the race luke drove off to a near by airfield and opened hanger 54-B and climbed into the typhoon inside and flew off toward the racer meet
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~he pulled up beside Paul his engine rumbling...he pulled on his helmet and looked over at Paul~ "..I'm ready...let's do this..." he said revving his engine
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luke roared over the racers in his typhoon and sent some co-ordinates to their GPS's
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with her ears could hear the sound she didn't want to hear on the radar, "**** WE GOT COPS COPS COPS" ghost yells to every one as she flew to the three other racers over a ways "GUYS RACE LATER RUN NOW WE GOT COPS" ghost said flying away
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Paul looks to Shadow and holds up three fingers, taking them down one at a time...
3....
2....
1....
Paul jabs his throttle from the dead stop, taking a lurch froward his tires chirp. Shadows tires spin at first, but soon they are tied racing side by side down the freeway.
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Wolfgang pulls himself out from underneath his car and jumps in through the window. He fired up his chevelle and hit the gas, his tires squealed and he took off in a cloud of smoke.
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~he pressed in the clutch and threw the car in to 34th gear as they went speeding down the highway he kept his eyes on the road~ "C'mon baby...you can do this..." he said to his car as he shifted into 5th gear edging out Paul
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Wolfgang heard sirens behind him and flashing lights filled his rear view. "Oh ****." he said as he hit the gas, speeding away from the cruisers, he could lose them on the high way.
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Paul looks sideways through his window and eyes shado. He smiles and presses the pedal down farther, gaining half a length. "God I love this auto."
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Wolfgang got onto the highway, the police cruisers still hot on his tail, he spotted two other street racers and caught up with them.
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"need any help?" luke said into the radio whilst flying above the racers
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~he looked noticing wolfgang~ "...***..he brought the cops with him..." he said shifting into 6th and final gear he moved forward...up in the distance he could see three police cruisers coming in their direction...~ "...we're boned..." he said still jamming the throttle before establishing a CB connection with paul~ "How we gonna get past these cops?"
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Paul looks ahaed to see three more flashing lights approaching from the north bound lane, there weren't any u turn opening sor them to get through, thank god. He saw Wolfgang appear in his rear view, drafting Shadow with a pair of cruisers hot on his tail. "Great, just blinkin' great." Pau;l mutters as he depressses a pair of buttons on his steering weel. His Challengers rear tires chirp and he shoots forward, his old iron v-8 working hard to keep from blowing. "Come on baby, stay together."
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Wolfgang grabs his CB radio mic and contacts Debonis. "Debonis, do you read me, There's a golf course two miles ahead of us and we can use it to get these cops off of us." he said into the mic. He shifted gears and got farther away from the cops.
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At least it was night, and there was a aswitch on his dash to turn off all lights. "This ios honna be tough, and no deer better step out in front of me," Paul mutters to himself, cutting power to his lights and pressing the pedal all the way to the carpet. "Don't see me, don't see me, don't see me." he chants to himself.
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Wolfgang grabs his CB radio mic and contacts Paul. "Paul there's a golf course 1 mile ahead of us and we can use it to lose the heat." he said, turning off his lights.
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Paul hears the voice and makes a note of it. He glances at the reciever and grabs it. "*blank* that! I'm not taking this thing off road at 160! I'll see you guys in a few days." Paul slams the reciever down and pushes his car to its limit, the speedometer is burried but the tach is still climbing, his boost gauges are at full and his tank is still almost full. He can go for a while more, just as long as...
theres a flash overhead that fills his cabin as a helicopter flies over head. "I hate cops." He muttered under his breath.
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Wolfgang put his mic back on the radio and pushes his car to the limit, the engine roared louder than ever. He saw the golf course coming up and he yanked the wheel to the left, smashing through a wooden fence and onto the course, his mufflers grinded into the grass as the police followed.
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Paul sighs in relief as the chopper darts left, it went right over him and didn't spot him. "Thank jeezus for black paint." He glances in the rearview, clear of all cars.
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Wolfgang looks in his rearview and sees no cars. He eases to a stop and parks his car in a hiding spot so he can pick it up later. He grabs his cell phine and calls one of his crew members. "Hey Jake, get over to the golf course, I need a ride." he said and hung up.
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paul keeps darting his eyes to his mirrors, no lights, out the window, no lights, mirrors, no lights, a flash of brown and his challenger is upside down.
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"Screw the golf course..." he said into the CB as he turned off his lights and headed for a nearby exit going about 170 into the corner ~ *hold the corner...* he thought to himself as he took the corner squeeling his tires slightly before regaining control of his car...he looked in his rear view..no cops..he looked ahead and approached a hill ahead..he went over only to find one cop car and a racer's worst enemy..a spike strip...he could see the spike strip only because of the flashing lights on the cop cruiser..."Dang..." he said taking quick action swerving into the shoulder to avoid the spike strip only to catch his left rear tire on it..he continued speeding off before the tire went to shreds...he tried keeping control of the car before losing complete control and barral rolling into the ditch and landing on his four wheels..."thank God for rollcages.." he thought before abandoning his car and running ibnto the forested area to lose the cops...he pulled out his phone and called up Tracey "Hey! I need a ride! use the GPS in my car to find me..I'm not too far off from it..." he said hanging up and hiding in the shadows of the trees~
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ghost flew to the high way hearing the comotion she flew down, and saw pauls challenger upside down, "dude" ghost calls flying down and running over to the car and with difficulty rolling it over, and seeing paul in the drivers seat out cold, she picked him up and flew him to the hospital, and flew back to the golf course to see wolfys car down there then listining she found her friend "wolfy it's me"
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"Ghost, where are you?" he asked, looking around.
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"where do you think man" ghost said from above her lifetime friend then glided down to wolfy "i take it the cops found you" ghost asked
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~the cop car came by that had the spike trip down and stopped on the shoulder...he got out and turned his flashlight on and walked over to Debonis's totaled Malibu...~ "..kid must've ran off.." he said searching the nearby area with his light but gave up getting back in the cruiser and taking notes..he took down the cars plate number and radioed back to his HQ before driving off.~ "Tracey..wish you'd hurry up man..." he said emerging from the bushes back to his car to survey the damage "Damn...she's messed up good...gonna take awhile to fix her..." he said
"Hey! Deb! You said you needed a ride?" said tracey as she got out of her 2010 concept Camaro yellow with black racing stripes..~
"yea...we can pick up my car later..."
"No need...figured you crashed seeming you called me for a ride..." she said as a tow truck was following her...they rigged up Debonis's wrecked car on to the truck and Debonis got in Tracey's car as they headed back to the shop~ "So....where's the others?" she asked...
"I don't know..hopefully escaped..." he said putting his arm out the window feeling the cool night breeze brush over ~
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"Managed to escape, I know these roads like the back of my hand." he said. "What happened to Paul?" he asked.
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"he's at the hosptial" ghost said looking sad "his car fliped so i had to help him" ghost said to her friend
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Paul came too in surgery and nearly killed the doctor pulling the windshield out of his face and chest. He was quickly restrained and sewed up, then sent upstairs, heavily sedated, for a hopefully very quick recovery.
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~they arrived later at "Twisted Metal" auto shop...Debonis owned the business...they got the car off the tow truck...Debonis stepped out of Tracey's car and helped push the car onto the hydraulic lift...~ "sshe's gonna need a lot of work...I won't be racing for awhile..." he said sitting down on a bar stool in the shop and sighed looking at his wreck...~ "...you were right about installing the rollcage...saved my life..."
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luke landed vertically in his customised typhoon and said "we need to get out of here they've got a chopper after us"
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"come on wolfy, lets get you and your car home" ghost said standing
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Wolfgang walked over to his hiding spot and he fired up his chevelle. He put it in reverse and backed out. "Get in." he said in a montone voice.
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"ok" ghost got in the car as wolfgang drove to his mechanic shop "what did you say the other day about me being your mechanic"
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"I need somebody to replace my right hand mechinic, he was arrested a few days ago." he said as he pulled into his shop.
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Paul was propped up in a hhospital bed, he knew it was a hospital, he didn't know if he was arrested and put here by cops or if some of the racers got him in hear as an accident victim but.... at least the painkillers were good and the murse he had was cute, in a girly guy kind of way. But the Challenger.... No way that thing would ever drive again, after hitting a deer at that speed and flipping it like he had.... The cops probably had it crushed any way, they had no respect for classic cars. Paul though to himself, maybe its me who had no respect for it, driving that fast.....
"Man, these are some good drugs if I'm thinkin' like that." He said to himself. He called in his murse and requested a pen, paper, and a laptop so he could go web surfing.
He got what he wanted and started to delve through classifieds to find something he liked that had potential.
(murse: male nurse)
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~still at his shop Debonis walked out of his garage and into the office...he looked through the filing cabinet and found a set of keys...they were for a storage locker on the West side of town...~ "Tracey..drive me to the "You-Lock" storage site...I've got a car out there..." he said looking at her with a small smile "I know she's not much..but with a little work..she'll be almost as good as my Malibu..." he said as he got in traceys' car as they headed on down to the storage lockup...~
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As Paul sits up in his bed he surfs places like year one and ford racing, he's looking for some very specific parts to make this car, a definite pwnr of competition.
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"is that a formal question" ghost asked wolfy "i got the tools on my bike" ghost said thinking back to when she left her bike at wolfys a month ago "if ya want me, i'll help fix this car" ghost said tapping the dash opf the car
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Paul finaly gets out of the hospital after a week, al stitched up and nearly entirely shaved. He looked at himself in a mirror in his small home. "Jeebus, i look like a freak." He muses as he grabs a jacket and grabs his wallet. He walks down to the used car dealer and picks out the car he found, a solid bodied Ford Escort. Now to get a bunch of cossie parts.
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*flicks on the lights inside the shop*
Wolfgang rolls his car onto the platform and raises it so he can work on the undercarriage. "something is making a pinging sound and it can cause problems" he muttered to himself as he looked around on the undercarriage.
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As Paul turns his little Escort on for the first time he shudders. "God this thing sounds pathetic." He said as he rolled out of te lot and drove off towards his friend Wolfgangs garage and parts store.
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Wolfgang inspected the breaks, they were destroyed on the race. He grabbed a socket wrench and unscrewed the bolts and took off the wheel and took outbrhe wasted breaks and put in a new set of breaks. "it's going to be a long night."
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"hey ya got me here now" ghost jokes taking off the back tire and replacing the breaks
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"Yeah." he said as he took off the front tires and replaced the breaks. "I think I might have shot a piston because I heard something clanging in the engine."
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"right" ghost said taking care of the last wheel and breaks "well lets check, if the piston is broken i might be able to fix it with fire, and we can re melt it and take care of a little break or scratch, but if its broken beyond all repair, we can scrap another engine, and mabey add a few more pistons" ghost said more to her self now, looking around the shop for her tools
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Wolfgang lowers the chevelle the takes out the pins and pops open the hood. He grabs a socket wrench and removes the head gasket and finds the problem. "Ah ****, the piston is shot." he said annoyed.
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"tatally shot" ghost asked comming and hearing for herself, "ok i think we can replace the piston, we might be able to connace another piston if the fire i can get it hot enough" ghost said mumbling, "is there another piston or engine around"
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~Debonis and Tracey flew across the city to the self storage lock ups.~ "What locker was it Tracey..?" he asked lookign at the numbers above the garage doors.
"Hmm..it's locker 392...we got a way to go.." she said turning a corner to go down to a row of lockers all starting with 300 "alright..here it is.." she said stopping the car and stepping out pulling out the key for the lock and unlocked the door...~
~Debonis lifted up the door revealing a rusty parted out 1973 Chevy El Camino~ "...we've got a lot of work ahead of us..." he said looking over to Tracey as she looked uupon the car...~ "...we'll need the tow..."
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"It's totally shot, open the engine of that corvette and we'll take a piston out of the engine." he said as he took out the shot piston, a good sized piece broke off.
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ghost used a blow toarch that was modifyed to focus her fire and cut away one piston from the corvette, and weilded it on to the engine of the other car, once she set up and checked the piston, she modifyed the cam shaft to move the top of the piston. and within an hour the piston was orking just as well as the others
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"Now that's taken care of, I want to show you something." he said leading her to a half finished 69 charger.
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ghost lets out a long low wistle "dude" was all she could get out
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A wimpy little blue and grey pimer Escort enters the garage, a stitched up half shaven dog behind its steering wheel. "Hey Wolfgang, you were the one who go the cops after us so..." Paul gets out of his newest car an walks over to the half restored charger. "hmm... this is nice.... Yeah, do you have any Cosworth parts laying around or could order to pay me back for the Challenger? I looked into it, the cops had it crushed, so.. as far as i see it you owe me."
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"How about this, if you help me and ghost fix up this charger I'll give it to you." he said. "is it a deal?"
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He ponders for a moment. "That challenger was a half million dollar car, even of this Charger were numbrs matching all original it wuld only b half that." Paul grabs a wrench and says straight faced. "Cosworth motor and drivetrain for my escort, and I'll do the work, i'll do all the wrenching on the charger too, paint and body too."
(did i word that right?)
v2 last post.
Paul grabs a wrench and says straight faced, "Coworth parts and I'll do every thing on the charger, I'll take it and the cosworth parts, as payment for my Challenger, but you'll still owe me."
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"Fine, I don't know how I going to owe you." he said. "And for the record, I tried to get away from the cops by going on the highway, I had no idea you were you were going to be on the highway." he said, grabbing a socket wrench and his goggles.
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"Did you hinestly think that i'd drive something like a challenger in the city if i were racing it?" He mumbles something and grabs a socket kit. "Do you have any gabriel shocks and old dodge pick up leafsprings laying arouund here?" Paul looks around. "I want this thing to look and drive period corect."
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"Yeah I got gabriel shocks and leaf springs, follow me." wolfgang said and he walked over to a large steel cabinet and he opened it, it was filled with a million spare parts for any car. "Always come prepared." he said.
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Paul looks into the locer and imediately his eyes spy something amaizing. "Is that what i think it is?" He walks over and puls the tarp from an oblong low and car shaped shape, uncovering an imported s13.
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"Impressed, I don't use this car alot." he said, looking at Paul and the car through his black tinted goggles.
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"How much do you want for it?" Paul asks, turning to Wolfgang.
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Looks up at the ceiling thinking, turns back to Paul. "How much are you willing to give me for it?" he asked.
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lets see... that vhallenger was apraised at hals a mill the day before it wrecked...." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the apraisal papers and hands them over, then continues on saying, "And i was doing some shopping, the parts i'd want for the escort would total maybe fifty k, that charger restored would probably aquarter mil. so... give me the s13, cossie parts and charger and we'll call it even, k?"
Paul looksat wolfgang with a straight face than bursts out laughing. "Nah man, here, how much do you have in it?"
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"for the s13 about 290K." he said, pushing his long black hair over his left eye.
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*pauls jaw drops* including import and the car itself? I have to see how this thing drives.
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"Yeah take her out for a spin." wolfgang said, tossing him the keys to the s13.
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omg for serious? *paul looks at the key ring in his paw*
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"Dead serious, go ahead." he said looking at Paul.
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fugin sweet. ^_^V I'll be right bac... *he runs over to the car and moves a few boxes out of the way so he can move it out* this thingis set up for what; drift, grip or what?
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"Set up for drifting." he said, popping open a can of beer.
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Paul nods, looking it over. "RB26DETT or SR20DET?"
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(I have no idea want they are so inform me what they are)
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~After getting the ElCamino back to their shop first thing they did was strip it down to a bare shell and salvage any parts that were usable...~ "Hmm..call up Justin...He'll have soem parts to help us..." he said as he pushed the car shell into the paint booth and began sandblasting it~
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"It has a SR20DET" he said as he sipped his beer.
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"no wonder you have so much money in it." Paul said, looking the s-13 over. "So are you coming along just to make sure i don't do anything stupid?"
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"I guess." he said as he set his beer down and got into his Chevy Nova and started it up.
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Postmortem finished the car repairs and looked up at the cops, bored. "Hey guys. Back again?" When one came over to ask her about a couple of the cars, she exchanged glances and a few words then got behind the wheel and drove off. She got off Scott-free and pulled into the shop a few minutes later, looking at the Charger and smirking. "New baby there, Wolf?"
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"Yeah, Ive been Working on her for a year, I'm giving it to him as payment for a wrecked car." he said, smiling at Postmortem.
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"hey mortem" ghost greeted from under her 09' eclipse coup, she had the car modded to let her hear using sonar tech, the car hears for her and gives the sound to her so she can determine what to do, even with the tech, she didn't like to drive, but her bro might need a new car while she found an engine for his rx-8, and an eclipse was the closest thing she had. "hey wolfy can u call gett, and tell him to bring the car over, he might carry it tho, so warn against that please"
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~he finished sandblasting the El Camino shell before Tracey came up to hi mwith a phone.~
"it's Justin...he's got some stuff at his place..he said for you to go over there" said Tracey
"alright..I"ll be over there right away...see what he has.." said Debonis as he closed up the paint booth and got the stuff ready for body work ehen he returned from Justins~
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Theres a noise like a rip roar as p[aul starts up the four banger s-13 and idles it out of the locker. "I think this thing needs some timing work and a new exhuast, this is just too loud for my personal taste." he says, leaning out the right hand side of the car. "Heh, it's all jdm too! No wonder you have so much in it, Wolfgang, it's all imported."
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Mortem smiled. "Let me guess, the cops right?" She asked, snickering. When Paul fired up the car, she winced, her ears flattening. "He's a monster. I'll take the car if it's too loud for ya." She called out ot Paul. "I've got a Chevy Volt and a new concept Ratrod for ya."
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"Yeah, the cops." he said. "I always loved my cars loud." he said and smiled.
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"you like anything loud" ghost said commng out from under her car, and walked over to get a ratchet and got her 09 eclipse up on a hydrolic lift, once it was she took off the tires and took apart the suspension. and lowered the car to make the center of gravity lower, decreasing the psiblity of roll over, but to be shure she would fabricate a roll cage and attached it to the frame of the car "hey wolfy we got any inch diameter steel rods around here"
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"Yeah because I love american muscle." he said and leaned on his chevy Nova.
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"ok then ignore me" ghost said grabbing the rods and feeding them into a press to curve them the right way
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"do you have one of those greddy systems lying about, i want something less than 80db on this thing." Paul pulls the key out and gets out of the s-13.
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ghost got the rollcage parts bent and then used her modded weilder and put it togeather then attached it to the car, sesne her car was already tubo, and had nos, she went to the next thing that was needed for a racer, she opened up the locker in the back and got out the neon, she took the skirt off of the car, put on the lip kit for a lower skirt and put the neon on behind it, then wiring the wires togeather she ran them to the trunk where a battery was set up so the neon could run without taxing the main battery, then strapping the neon in and wiring ip a flip switch. when she was done set got over to her locker and pulled out some metal "hey wolfy, mortem paul, any one want to give me a hand with this stuff"
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"What with, that rx-8?" Paul walks over. "i heard you guys talking about pistons and stuff in it... i thought that thing was a rotary. did you guys swao it for an ls1 or something?"
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(what)
"no the rx8 isn't here, i fixing this eclipse up so my bro can race it while i fix his rx8. i need help getting this metal over to that table" ghost said pointing and picking up 2 large trapazoids, and movin g them to the table
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Paul grabs them as easy as anything and sets them down with a dull clang. (what year eclipse?)
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(09, i worked on it before this its manule and a V8 all wheel drive, hydrolics, and also 2 25" speakers in the trunk, next to the battery)
"thanks" ghost said weilding the peices of metal togeather and attaching it to the back of her car "ok a spoiler, that is areo dynamicaly designed to help with drifting" ghost said "and now for the final touch" ghost's car had green neon, for her bro, she then painted the car white, with green clovers, eagles, and other markings in green, compleet with green lights on the inside, she rolled the car out and admird her work "gett should like this"
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Paul looks at the interesting set up. "I was always more partial to the '99 gst's, they were pretty much an eclipse bodied evo iv." He walks back into the shop, searching for a quiet exhasut system.
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Mortem whistled. "Nice ride Ghost." She looked around, pouncing on a pile of parts and grabbing a hammer from a stack of tools to her left. She pulled some fenders, an old 07 Chevy Silverado camshaft and a few various weird-shaped pieces of metal. Grinning mischievously, she set to working the fenders into an odd L shape.
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"hey i like evos and the lancer oz rally, they are good cars" ghost said "also we have a good muffler in the third locker to the left of the door" ghost said pointing "ya need a hand with ure car"
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"nah, and it's not the muffler i'm worried about but the enitre system itself, header back." Paul looks over at the wall, finds what he wants. "There you are." He walks over and starts grabbing bent pieces of chromed tubing from the wall and carries them over to the s-13.
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(yo headers are tubes that connect to the pistons, then merge togeather and leads to the exaugst tube that goes under the car, in a normal car, but in a trurbo car the exaughst turn turbine to get air into the carberator, making combustion cycles increase., the larger the headers the more horse power cause its easier to get the exaugst out of the engine, right?)
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(right, i meant down pipe from the turbo manifold) >.<
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(i don't understand please explain)
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((Wolfgang asked me to join))
Chem smirked as he skidded just in front of his brother's garage his viper gleaming in the light as he stepped out pulling his sunglasses over his head and rested on his hair. He stepped out raising a brow at the large crowd at his brother's garage since it seemed that all his brother did was race take what he won and leave he never made much friends. Before going any further he gave out a teasing howl "Hey Wolfgang! Gonna come greet your brother and his new ride hm?" he asked in a cocky tone.
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"Hey chem, get in here!" he yelled to his brother. Wolfgang flipped his hair out of his face and looked back at Mortem.
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((COOL i'm wolfys sis, welcome))
ghost heard the viper enter the garage and got a polishing rag, and started polishing her car
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Wolfgang walked up to his brother and smiled. "you're back pretty early, where'd you get the viper?"
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He frowned "Well sadly its a gift from dad" he said rummaging through his pocket "He passed on in hospital three days ago he left you ten grand and keys to his garage so you can use his parts to fix up your car" he said with a pause "He also left his last words to you" he passed him an envelope "Here read it and use the money to the ways you want" he said with a smirk "I also own a place now just up the road from yours... Seems I am slowly following in your big footsteps" he said looking down. He always envied his brother and wanted to be like him but doubted he would.
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Wolfgang opened the envelope and read it, tears started to well up in his eyes. He walked over to his workbench and sat down. He loved his dad, he was the one who taught him all about cars. He set the letter down and sipped his beer. He couldn't believe his dad died.
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ghost heard this and walked ovr to wolfgang and gave him a hug "sorry man"
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He hugged Phantom back, crying. "I can't believe he's gone." he said.
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Chem winced seeing his brother like this and joined them inside folding up his sunglasses and placing them into his pocket "I know you loved him Wolfgang but mother is more devastated... Though oddly enough she wants you to be happy and keep on racing in dad's name" he placed a hand on his brothers shoulder "At least swear on dad's name that you will do your best and race for the family and dad?" he said looking the man straight in his eyes. He then got up and headed over to the corner and sat there on the floor.
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Mortem continued to mess with the metal piece of the Chevy, pulling the turbine out and tossing it aside. "**** cars." She growled, ignoring Chem and everyone else as she fought with the engine block of a camero. After getting it in, she looked over at Wolfgang and squeaked. "Wolf? You alright?" She huffed, dropping the engine block in the hood to walk over.
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"I swear on dad's name I'll do my best." he said "I'll race for him." he said. "Mortem, my dad died." he said quietly.
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The man hugged his knees a slight smile on his muzzle at his brothers oath and nodded not wanting to move since he did not know anyone else in the room other than his brother. Looking at the woman who walked in she was quite cute but he could also tell she was a serious racer so he was not to try anything. Though his brother was cute he was a tad bit more and well his brother was the better of the two at racing but he was barely behind him which is why he envied his brother.
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Wolfgang walked over to his brother and sat next to him, not saying anything. "Chem." he said quietly
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The man looked up his catlike eyes focusing into slits on his brother and looked up surprised "Yes brother" he asked moving his arms and legs down his full attention now on him completely confused as to what he was gonna say or do next. His tail was wrapped around his waist and he waited anxiously to hear what he had to say next.
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"I want to give you something, but it's at home." he said and he got his keys to his Nova. He got up and puts his paw out to his brother.
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He took it confused and of course he trusted his brother as much as he would his mother and used it to stand up. He nodded to him "Alright but nothing to big I don't want to feel guilty for taking it" he said simply his coat hiding half of his face not showing the soft blush that tinged his cheeks.
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Wolfgang and Chem got into his Chevy Nova. Wolfgang put it in gear and drove off towards home.
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ghost smiled at her brothers words, she had nothing better to do but could tell ths was a important moment for wolfy so she shined her car up and got the keys and layed down enjoying the feeling of a job well done
(heyyyy guesssss wattttt, gett isn't gonna get on he wants a 240 sx in the fourm so i better find one blah, picky jerk)
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He smirked and picked up his keys and hoped into his viper through the sun roof and took off at top speed with his heavy metal blaring as he tailed his brother being careful not to ram into him since his car had great speed capability.
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Wolfgang heard the Heavy Metal blasting in his brother's Viper. "Oh Battle of the Subs." he said, turning the knob on his stereo and chose Psychosocial by Slipknot.
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Mortem winked at Chem and nodded. "Alright. I'm sorry, Wolf. I hope you feel better. Let me know if you want to talk sometime, ok?" She murmured, touching his arm lightly then turning and going back to her car.
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He grumbled "Bugger took my song fine then you wanna use that" he smirked now cranking his superior sound system playing Indestructible by Disturbed the whole while his sunglasses on gleaming in the sunlight. "If its a sound battle you want then you got it big brother" he said revving his engine in a small challenge to his brother just for the heck of it.
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Wolfgang looked in his rearview, watching his brother's Viper. Mortem's words echoing in his head. Wolfgang Revved his engine and slipped on a pair of red tinted goggles. He knew his car could beat his, but Wolfgang had more experience.
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He raised a brow and pulled up beside his brothers car "Alright if you wanna race I guess I have to give this puppy a race so make it bark" he yelled over his music with a cocky smirk on his face he always seemed like such a punk but he was so much more than that.
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Wolfgang smiled wickedly as they pulled up to a red light. He revved his engine as the song changed to Race Wars by BT. His paw was on the shifters as he waited for the light to turn green.
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Chem's song switched to "Dancing Through Sunday" by AFI and he smiled as he counted down in his head "Three, two..." the red light switched to green "One.." he smirked "Come on lets rock it!" he said slamming onto the pedal rushing through the intersection headed to his brother's house.
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Wolfgang slammed the gearshifter into first and slammed on the pedal, they were beumper to bumper with his brother ahead of him. "This might be the day." he muttered and he raced towards home.
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He smirked and picked up a tank of nos hanging out the window as a tease as he slammed it into a compartment just in front of him a custom design he made. He hit the pedal again and surged ahead with ease knowing it would only last so long.
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"Oh you little some *****." he said as his brother taunted him, he shifted into 2nd gear and pulled along side him, his goggles glimming in the sunlight.
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He had also customized his car to drift, which he did turning sharp corners with a little bit of ease but still some trouble while his brother was a driving genius he was a mechanical one and his car might as well have been a transformer.
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Wolfgang downshifted so he could turn the corner, his car was a little to heavy and had high ground clearence. His brother had the advantage because the ground clearence on his car was lower.
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He opened his eyes wide as he pulled into the driveway of his brothers home and stumbled out of his car he had just beaten his brother and he couldn't believe it. He leaned against his car in denial waiting for his brother to pull in.
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Pulls into the driveway and hops out smiling. "Well, you did it, ya beat me." he said, patting his brother on the back. "nice race." he said, walking towards the porch.
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He fell over slightly and caught himself "Nah... No I could not have I mean your the better racer it was a fluke" he said following his eyes still open wide shaking with amazement.
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"No, you beat me, I wasn't holding back, you had a better car in weight and ground clearnece." he said walking up the stairs of the porch and unlocking the door. "You coming in?" he asked.
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(dude u didn't get to 3rd or 4th or 5th)
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He nodded following in silence "Alright but you still have a good eighty or so races under you belt as of now" he said simply "So what is it you need to show me?"
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(Second, it was just me and my brother.)
Wolfgang grabbed a set of keys in his room and went back downstairs. "Follow me." he said, heading towards the barn in the backyard that nobody went into for 5 years.
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He raised a brow confused as to why they were going to the old barn but followed anyways "Alright well I can follow your judgment as always " he said still confused.
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Wolfgang unlocked the 2 sliding doors and opened them, a tarp was covering something up.He pulled the tarp off and under it was a 1970 plymouth roadrunner.
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He smiled and then simply laughed "You had something this amazing hidden in the barn?" he said with a smile "I am guessing that you brought me here to boast?" he said with frown.
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"No, it's your victory gift, I've been waiting the day you beat me, your ready to have it." he said, holding out the keys to the Roadrunner.
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Paul had the black and silver narrow body s-13 up on a hydrolic lift. When he had gone to put on the fresh exhaust he had found a lot of the silicon tubing and bends on the stock turbo piping rotted through and robbing power, so he was replacing thos too. "Man, that sucks about Wolfgangs Pop," he muttered to no one in particular. He was pretty much putting in new everything on that car, a lot of the parts on it looked real second hand as well as used hard, such as the cracked half axle that was just waiting to take out the gas tank just ahead of it with violent results.
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He blinked "You hafta to be kidding me your willing to just give this away to your younger brother?" he said still in shock as he took the keys from his brother and hugged him tightly "I have something for you too" he removed the coat he had worn to every race he had and handed it over to him "Take it... It makes me feel a bit better for taking this car from you"
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Wolfgang hugged his younger brother and took the coat from his brother. Wolfgang ruffled his brothers hair and smiled.
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ghost left a note for wolfgang and gett if he ever comes over "i'm off for some races in the desert, i need some money for cars and mods wish me luck guys" ghost left the note, hopped into the eclipse, and drove off into the sun
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Paul finished up refabing the s-13. he looked at his work proudly, then loked over to the half done charger. "Might as well get started on that now." he says walking over to it and taking a wrench to the grimy old hemi that sat between its frame rails.
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Wolfgang walked over to a work area his dad used. He looked over at a picture of his dad,his brother, and himself. He ran his thumb over his dad, he set it down and leaned against the work table.
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Paul loved wrenching, always so fun seeing how each car had it's own personality, unfortunately the charger had been a troubled youth and many of the old school performance parts on it were badly worn, frozen, and more or less scrap.
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Wolfgang looked at his brother, his hair hiding his face. He tried to speak but couldn't. He looked back at the photo and turned it over.
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Paul grunts and pulls the wrench just a bit too hard and snapps of a head bolt. "F****!!!!" he shouts, tossing the wrench.
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Wolfgang rubbed his brother's coat with his thumb. Now that dad was gone he had to watch out for each other.
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Furious, Paul drags a crane over and pulls out the hemi and puts it on a stand. "This is gonna take a lot of work." He pulls out a drill press and redis it, he also removes as many parts as can be removed, a lot of them however were frozen and broke off.
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Wolfgang gets his cell phone out of pocket and calls mortem. "pick up." he said quietly.
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A cell rings off on the other side of the shop. "That's mortems phone." he says, walking over and picking it up. "Mortems phone, Paul speaking."
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"Paul put mortem on." he said. He rubber his thigh with his paw.
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"Paul put mortem on." he said. He rubber his thigh with his paw.
Paul lloks around the shop. "I'm the only one here, she must've forgotten her phone."
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"Damn it, tell her I called okay." he said, his ears lowering.
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"um, alright, do you need a ride or something?"
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"No, I'll be back whenever." he said sighing.
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"Alright then, see you when you get here." Paul hangs up the phone and sets it down on the table. "Now, back to that hemoi." he says walking over and revving up the drill.
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Mortem threw her wrench, appearing beside Paul. She poked him. "Who was that? Why'd they call my phone?" She demanded, looking breathless.
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Paul hands her her phone. "Chillax, man. It was Wolfgang, he sounded pretty upset or peeved, i couldn't tell wich." Paul turns back to the drill press then looks back up. "He wanted you to call him back when you got in."
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"Alright." She growled, throwing the crowbar in her hand at the pile of junk in the back. "Pick up...." She rumbled, listening to the phone ring.
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Wolfgang heard his phine ring and picked up. "Hello." he said.
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Paul wheels the crane and drill and messed up hemi block into one of the noise proof rooms so Mortem could talk with Wolfgang in private.
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~Debonis and Tracey arrived at Juston's place stopping in front of an open garage door and tall ferret slumped over the side of a car~ "alright man..where's the stuff..?" he asked walking in the garage
"Oh right..I've got them...follow me" said Justin leading the two to the second floor of his garage pulling off a blanket to reveal soem rather nicely chromed parts...~
"These look great..they'll work perfectly" said Debonis
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paul drills out all the stud holes and rethreads them, then gets going on cleaning all the rest of the grime from the block.
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*walks into Wolfgang's garage*
"Hello? Is anyone here?"
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Paul calls out from the back of the shop "Hey scyler, you wanna bring me a fresh set of 426 hemi pistons!?"
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"Sure thing Paul." *grabs four and walks over to him* "How many ya need?"
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"I need 8, thanks." He takes the half set from Scyer and uncaps one of the rods and drops out and old piston. "see how worn those rings are? and how scrred the dome is? That's supposed to be domed, it's flattened, all chipped off and stuff." Paul tosses the ruined piston into the melting heap. "This engines been through hell."
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"Whoa, sweet. Can't wait to see this baby in action!" *walks back and grabs the other 4 pistons before walking back*
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Paul undoes the rest of the bottom end and takes off the main girdle as well. "hmm... Let's see if the crank is still balanced or not." He walks over to a machine and hooks the crank up to it and turns the machine on. He can see the crank vibrating, actually making the machine shake he quickly shuts it down and takes the crank out. he tsses it in the pile too. "Definately not good either."
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"I owe you anyways...." said Justin
"Yea..you sure do...need I remind yo uof what you did?" he asked jokingly
"heh..no..i'm good.."he siad chuckling a bit
"Hey Deb..let's go..we got lots to do..." said Tracey as she picked up a box of pistons and loaded the m into the trunk of their car
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*Pulls up in a rusted '91 Nissan 240SX SE, exhaust burbling, with a grin a mile wide*
"Hey, is Wolfegang around? I needed his help with something, anyone who remembers me and my RX-8 wanna take a look under this hood?"
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(you brought back shirtless shadow!!)
Paul walks away from the stand and cleaned up block. He walks into ne of the parts cabinets and starts looking for a crank that would fit the hemi. Paul heres an sr20 powered car enter the garage. Exiting the locker he sees a real nice looking 24o. Wolfgang isn't here. But, i'm a nissan specialist."
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*Pops the hood*
"You'd think it was an SR20, but No! It's still the stock block KA20. I needed a low horsepower car for drifting essentials. But, I'll have it ready to run circles around these big-blocks in no time."
*Slams hood, gets into car, revs*
"Well, maybe not completely stock..."
*A closer listen reveals new Cams, DC Sport Header, Injen Short Ram Intake, Borla Cat-back Exhaust*
"It ain't slow, but I can at least handle powersliding, emphasis on power!"
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"Dang, I'd like to see that in action..."
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"Ka20?" Paul looks the car over and nods. "Those're ssr fins, aren't they?" He asks, pointing to the 15 inch rims. "How'd you get them?"
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"hes gett thats all the explaniation you'll get" ghost said hopping out of her car when she got inside "i got radioed from the desert racers, the cops caught on so we had to reshcudle" ghost shruged moving her car onto a hydrolic lift and checking the car after it's madin voyage
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Chem took a pause and dialed his brother's number it had been a while since he left the town to test out the roadrunner and he was going to check in and see if everything was alright. He waited as he heard the phone ring. He softly sighed and ruffled his own hair.
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ghost checked over the car and set it down she really didn't get a cance to race it yet, so she'd have to fix that "hey wolfgang, wanna race" ghost said looking around taking her car off the ramp
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*is still helping Paul with the Hemi*
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Wolfgang heard his phone ring and he picked up. "Hello."
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He smirked and replied "I will be back in town soon" he said with a sigh "Will I be able to stay with you hm?" he asked nervously not sure that he would let him or not.
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Suddenly, there's a loud bang. I fly into a wall, slamming into it full force making another bang. "Oowwwww...." I rub my head and stand up. "Don't worry, everything is fine."
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"You can stay with me, just don't stay out too late. I'll be home." he said, walking inside the house and sat down on the couch.
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scylar are ou ok" ghost asked flying over to check if he was ok
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He nodded though his brother could not see him "Alright be there soon" he brought a solitary smirk to his face "So how was testing out my viper hm?" he asked knowing his brother would love using it.
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I dust myself off. "Yeah, I'm fine. Man, that hemi packs a punch!"
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"hey you ant to race" ghost asked
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"The viper runs good." he said.
(Phantom, I'm still at my house.)
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"Not yet, my car is nowhere near ready to be raced. It's the blue '08 mustang over there. It just needs to be fixed up a little."
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He smirked "Look outside your window your little brother is home" he said in a happy remark now knocking on the door as he snapped his phone shut "Mm good to be home" he said with a soft sigh.
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(i know wolfy i was asking scylar)
"ok then want me to help you" ghost said
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Wolfgang looked out the window and saw his brother. He smiled and shut his phone.
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He smiled gently walking in and kicking off his shoes and walking into the room "So brother when is the next big street race coming up anyways?" he asked simply.
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"later tonight, around 1am, we should eat something." he said. He looked at the clock on the wall, it was around 5pm.
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"Sure. I'd love some help. Lets start with the engine, it's only got a V6 in it right now."
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He nodded "Where to shall we go to jack astors?" he asked simply knowing that human's would be at the race which meant there would be infinite taunting though their cars would do all the talking.
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(yo the v before the cylinder count means the cylinders are in a v shape, that goes for 8 cyl and higher, anything less than that is usally only in line)
"hey a 6 cyl isn't really bad, for a drifter, low powr is better than the big blocks" ghost said popping the hood
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(Jack astors?)
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"I'm not in it for drifting. I drag race. I've got a guy hooking me up with a 351 Ford Street engine tomorrow. That'll get the job done, until I can upgrade to something better."
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((Sorry tis a restaurant out here >>"))
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(Gotcha)
"You hungry, I can make something or we can go out to eat?" he asked, turning on the TV.
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He smirked "I haven't had you cooking in years brother so sounds good" he said with a soft smile "Lets try it" he said wanting to see if his brother had improved at all in cooking.
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"What do you want?" he asked walking into the kitchen.
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He smiled licking his lips kicking back on the couch "Anything just surprise me" he said with a soft smile towards his brother "But tomorrow I cook for us"
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"Alright." he said. He got a pack of sirlion steaks out of the freezer and went outside and started up the grill.
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"ok man whatever floats ure boat" gost said "my car can drift its just hard because its all wheel drive so u have to get all wheels to drift instead of the normal 2" ghost said "ugg i want to try it does anybody want to race before tonight," ghost wanted a pracice run before she had to race where it mattered
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Wolfgang placed a couple of Steaks on the grill, he sat down on a deck chair and smiled.
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He smirked watching him as he removed his top and layed back for a nap while he cooked their meal. He rested his eyes as his brother worked.
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Wolfgang grabbed a steel spatula and he flipped them over, the grease sending up flames.
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He grunted in his sleep rolling around seeming uneasy still upset at his father's death.
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Wolfgang watched his brother from outside, he seemed uneasy. He sat down and looked at the grill, when his brother and himself were younger their dad would cook for them as they played in the yard.
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He sighed in his sleep and fell to the floor with a loud thump standing as pain flooded to his head "Dammit that hurt" he said as he looked to his brother "Why were you watching me?"
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"I was wondering if you having a nightmare." he said. He looked over into the yard and he could still hear the laughter of the two of them when they were younger.
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He smirked "Nah just reminicing about the time I snapped my tail and arm in our first downhill race" he said grimincing remembering the pain.
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(I gotta go to a football game, see you all later)
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"Yeah, that was pure hell." he said. He went back to the grill and flipped the steaks again.
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He nodded "Yeah I am phyced for the race tonight" he said crossing his arms over his now bare chest.
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"Same." he said, flipping the steaks for the last time. "Dinner's ready, can you go get two plates please." he said
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He nodded "Sure" he said bringing the plates to the dinner table.
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Wolfgang loaded the 6 steaks onto a platter. He set it down and sat down at the table. "Hungry?" he asked smiling.
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He nodded simply waiting for the food "Of course I went for a run down in the prairies so of course.." he muttered something about being to easily winded now a days.
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Wolfgang placed a good size steak on his plate and gave it to him. "dig in bro."
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with he lack of esponce ghost takes out the eclipse and goes to her secret driving place, sense she owned this land here she shelled out to get it paved it was totally big enough to race on and it was perfect for a bit of circut racing and drifting, she only used it for practicing and close friends and even closer family, only wolfgang and gett ever came and can ever can come due to the important pass code, she espically asked them not to let others in, this was her place, where the 3 always spent there spare time in the old days. she started up the eclipse and started up and started drifting practice.
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"Hey, wolfgang,. You called earlier? What's wrong?"
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"Yeah, everywhere I go I think of my dad, I can't get him outta my head." he said to Alex over the phone.
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She nodded. "Yea, must be hard huh?" She replied, opening her car door. The beeping noise was silenced.
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Paul finnally finds the perfect heads stashed away in a part locker and comes back to find the block vracked and every thing else in his precious hemi blown apart. "DANGIT Scyler! I said wait until i get the new heads!" Paul throws a wrench at th uined block and goes over to one of the shop phons, he puts a call into Dodge. "Hello, yeah? Look, one of my coworkers just busted up an original iron hemi block that was cast in '69, do you have any old iron hemi blocks lying around?" He lists off his credit card number and gives them a shipping adress and is just about to hang up when a police cruiser idles into the shop and blips the siren. He looks up and walks over to the cop, putting a paw into his jacket.
"Hands where i can see'em!" Shouts the cop as Paul draws a wallet and drops it open, revealing an fbi badge.
"Any problems, officer?" He asks.
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She got in, closing the door silently as the engine revved. Smirking, she touched a few keys on the console and found Wolf's house. "Where are you?" She asked quietly, listening to the noise in the background.
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ghost drove back to the garage and eard some cops there and then heard paul and the contents of his badge "holy flip" she wispers getting out of the car and flying up on the roof where no one could see her, she put her ear to the floor "i thought he was one of us"
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In the dining room ." he said looking around for her.
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bear listened then ran beck to her car got in and drove to wolfys and got out and looked for him "hey wolfy" bear said walking inside, we got a problem
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She smiled and let the car 'drive' actually programing the ride and sitting back. "Give me about five to six minutes. What'd you need? You sounded upset when I heard Paul pick up. I was working on my ratrod, sorry."
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bear saw wolfgang on the couch, "wolfy we got a problem" bear said bending over so her head didn't hit the ceeling, it was a wonder she fit in her car "paul is part of the fbi" bear says
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"I was upset, I wasn't there when dad died, I was out racing." he said, trying to get his emotions under control.
*sees ghost and almost drops the phone when she told him he was in the FBI* "Oh ****, he is in my garage." he said.
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"Yeah, i got as problem, you can tell me why you're here and messing with my investigation."
"Officer, I know these guys, poersonally. THey haven't done anything wrong and every thing in here is legal." Paul wavs an arm at the contents of the garage."no drugs, no stolen oparrts, i've already checked it all." Paul steps closer to the agent. "You were one of the cops in that chase a few weeks ago, weren't you? the one that ended up on the freeway?" Paul pushes the officer against his squad. "You owe me big bucks for squashing my patrol car!"
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Alex growled and slammed her car door, storming over to Paul. Rage boiling in her eyes, she tells Wolf; "I got to go. Need to take care of something, I'll call you back." She said, hanging up. Glaring at Paul, she punched him in the jaw and snarled. "That's for deceit, and this," she hits his again, "is for whining about your stupid car. I ought to throw you out for that. What's your deal, Paul? You don't come to a garage and start poking around without tellin' us who you are. How dare you!" She stormed, cursing angrily.
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Paul puts a hand up and grabs her wrist. "I'm not here to take you guys down! I'm here to stop assholes like him from putting a stop to it!"
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She glared at him still, snarling. "Let my wrist go, now." Her eyes flashed crimson. Turning her gaze to the cop, she echoed in a hollow voice, "Leave now or none will have mercy on thee. Thy deeds are worthless, thy work nothing. I willst have thee disappear if thou art not careful. Leave." Slowly, they changed back to a light green fading to gold towards the pupil.
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Paul lets go of her wrist. "That was my car and they had no right to wreck it. and besides. I'm gonna be working my tail off for wolfgang to get his cars all ready and reprepped." Paul rubs his jaw. "Not to mention replacing that hemi Scyler wrecked is comming right out of my pocket."
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bear got to the garage and left her car there and walked over to paul, "excuse us if we don't beleive you" bear said opening her paws letting the strong bear claws show (who is this there wasn't a kats on this site a while ago, are you new)
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It's paul, same one.
Alex snarled, huffing. "Stay away from me. I don't trust FBI. They are worthless." She replied coldly, returning to her car and slamming the door. Kicking it into gear, she slid out into the street, playing Don't Stop Believing by Journey as tears streamed down her face. Pulling in Wolf's driveway, she killed the engine and jumped out. "WOLF!" She shouted, running to the door.
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bear glared at the cat "and besides, wolfgang works on his own cars, he dosent need anyone to help him" ghost said "get out" ghost said menacingly
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"WOLFGANG!" She shouted, knocking loudly on the door.
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Wolfgang ran to the door and yanked it open. "Mortem what is going on." he said.
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"Your 'friend' is FBI and a pain in the rear. I smacked him. What were you doing?"
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bear was fed up with this fed (lol) so she shoved his car out of the garage and on to the street she then glared at him "get out!" she growled
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"I can tell you one thing, I'm getting him out of my shop." he said. "I was just having dinner, you want anything?" he asked.
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*quietly hides behind his car, hoping she doesn't take her wrath out on him*
"He was a fed? Wow, that blows..."
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"yes it does" bear growled as she saw paul walk out of the shop, she closed the door and called wolfgangs house, her claws clicking over the numbers
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*slowly comes out of hiding* "Well, that Hemi he ordered is still gonna make it's way here. Who wants it?"
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"he bought we give it to him" bear said seriously "but we won't let him race with us" bear said "we treat him as a cop, we see him we leave" bear said walking on 4's to the window to see out waiting for wolfgang to answer his phone
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*hears phone ring* "Hello."
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"paul is a fed and we got him out of the shop" bear said to her friend over the phone
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Alex hugged Wolf tightly, burying her face into his neck for a few seconds then let go. "Don't worry me like that!" She growled, kissing him on the lips.
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"Sounds fair. I have no need for it anyway." *walks over to his car and hooks up his iPod, playing Bleeding Mascara by Atreyu through his car* "Thats better." *starts tuning up his car, tweaking it for optimum performance*
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bear looks at her car "i can't fit inside so i got to sell it" bear groaned "what car is big enough for a 8' 10" bear" bear wondered looking at her car
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Wolfgang drops The phone as mortem hugs him, he wraps his arm around her and kisses her back.
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"Hmm, good question." *thinks* "How about a Dodge Charger '08? Those are pretty roomy. If need be, we can always make some minor adjustments. We could take out the back seats and extend the amount your seat can slide back. Plus, that would make up for the weight difference."
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"mabey" bear thinks if worst came to worse she could ride a truck and fix it out with a lower chassi and other adjustments so it wouldn't flip over- she listens over the phone "ugg" bear said claping the phone shut
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She purrs a little, snuggling closer. "Hey." She whispers, smiling as she pulls back. "Where's the food?"
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"However, you might need a convertible for somefur your size. I'll see what I can find for ya." *pulls out a phone and calls a friend* "Hey, I need a car for a very tall fur. Something sleek and fast, probably going to be used for drifting. Probably with a 6 cylinder. Got it? Ok, call me when you find something." *hangs up his phone* "I've got a buddy looking into a car for you. Are you still going to drift?"
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"mabey" bear thinks "i'll need to learn using a heaver car" bear thought fingering her armor
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"The food's this way." he said taking her paw and leading her into the living room, the steaks still on the table.
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bear thinks "why do u think i'll buy a car, when i could build one" bear asked
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"Because, you wouldn't be buying it." *answers his phone* "Yeah? Really? Great, thanks." *hangs up* "If you're interested, he found a nice 1995 Chevy Camaro Z28, 6 cylinder. You want it or not?"
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she grinned, pulling him back and pushing him against the wall. "Don't move." She breathed, disappearing into his kitchen. She returned, after a lot of banging, to poke him with a wet noodle. "Poke." She growled, playfully smacking him with it.
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Wolfgang smiles when she playfully smacks him. He didn't move from the wall.
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"i guess" bear said "i know about engines not cars yet" bear joked she was learning "and i'll have to pay for it"
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"Now come on! We have to eat so we can goof off!" She growled, giggling.
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"I'll cover it." *calls his buddy again* "Yeah, we'll take it. Huh? The engine's blown? Great, we only need the frame anyways. $750? No prob. Thats chump change. Yeah cool. Thanks, bye." *hangs up* "We've got the frame, don't worry about buying it. I've got it covered. Plus, you can have the engine in my car. I'm getting an 8 tomorrow."
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"naw sense i don't fit in my eclipse, you give me the engine and u bought the car, you get my ecplise" bear said holding her paw out to the tiger
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*Sits down at the table* "Please sit." he said.
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"Sweet, but I'm still going to help you customize it out of my wallet. Just because you're giving me a car thats already customized. No arguments." *walks over to the eclipse and gets in* "Whoa, I might just have to learn how to drift."
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"just be care ful this is a all wheel drive car, u learn how to get all the wheels to lose control" bear said thinking about the new car
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"Well, I won't have any habits to break. I don't know how to drift, yet." *grips the steering wheel* "Oh man, this car is nice..."
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"thanks once i get my car i'll take you to drift practice" bear said on all 4's looking at the clock "i guess i'm not gonna race tonight"
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"Not true. My mustang can fit ya." *tosses her the keys* "Its originally 2 wheel but I had it modified so you can choose between 2 or 4."
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"ok then come on" bear said catching the keys and squeesing into the mustang and starting it up "follow me"
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*hops into the eclipse and drives behind her*
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bear drives to her ashault park and opens the heavily barred gate and drives in closing it behind the eclipse
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*parks the eclipse*
"So, what now?"
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"when you drift you want to try to make all 4 wheels lose grip of the road" bear said demonstrating with the mustang "you try"
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*tries and tries but just can't seem to get it right* "Dangit!!! Why must this be so hard?!"
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( mah car,btw....just imagine it in the same fur color as I http://www.itechnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/01/Chevrolet-Camaro-Convertible.jpg (http://www.itechnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/01/Chevrolet-Camaro-Convertible.jpg))
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I pulled up in my chevy comaro convertible,the roof enclosing the top of the vehicle.At the time i wore my racing suit and matching helmet.I rolled up next to them,rolling down my window and turning my radio down.I took my helmet off and got out and walked over to the two,"...Wow..you guys SUCK..."
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(brother or not, you tell me I sick again you're looking at a smack down)
*parks his car*
"Osa, this little punk thinks he's hot stuff! I might need my mustang back for a moment, k?"
*turns to face the new guy*
"And just who the **** do you think you are?"
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(dude you arn't at my park its locked)
bear looked over and saw jo at the gate of her park, "oh rly" bear said hopping in the stang and drifting in circles around scyler the wheels smoking she stoped and said "who are you"
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(...O_o....im sowwies..it's just mah char. in this rp....not IRL... :sniffle:.)
"..Hehe......someone's short tempered,huh?....".My grin turned into a serious glare.I turned to the bear,"..Why the heck do you wanna know?.."
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"well i'd like to know the name of the kid who is about to get some serious smack down" bear said jumping over the fence and landing near the kid shaking the ground
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"..What a joke you two are.....remember..my fight makes up for my size.....".I bent down,being immune to the bear landing when I did so,then stood back up and glared at her.
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"that makes no sense" bear picks up jo's car and chucks it away into the street, landing up side down and skidding for a few feet "geet off my property kid" bear growled
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(..awww..c'mooon.. :th_PyongLlora: ..)
I looked at her,jaw dropped,"....My ride....".I walked up to her,"......Do you know what the FRIK I had to GO THROUGH?!..."
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"Listen, you can leave here now with your body intact and I'll pay for the damages. If you don't get your *** out of here now, I can't guarantee any of that. Here's my number, give me a call when you get everything fixed up and we'll settle this in true fashion. A drag race."
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(hey this is why ya don't mess with strong furs, also if u make ure chat, nicer you'll get a suprise)
bear looked jo in the eye "you got something to say kid, do u even have your licecs" bear said menencily her claws clicking on the asphault
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(...awright awright....i lose...)
"...My car...my wheels...my baby...".I walked up to her,glaring straight ahead.".........JERK.....Why my car-...Do you even know why I race? ...".I shoved past her and walked on,kicking a rock into a fence,thinking to myself'...God....Why the HECK would she do that...I mean..Sure..I was a little hotheaded.....But it was my first car......WHY...I mean I worked so hard for it..spent my college savings for it...This was my life....and now it's gone....'
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"yo apoligse for slamming me and my friend" bear said stopping the kid from walking by and pushing him tward his car
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"....".I glared at her,angrily,then walked past her,looking at the ground and completely ignoring her.
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"Hold up, Ghost. I think we caused him enough pain for one night. Leave it be."
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"wait hang on man" bear said picking the kid up and taking him over the fance "scyler take him to the garage about a mile away please, i'll meet you there" bear said walking over to the kids car.
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*kneels next to the kid*
"Listen, we're going to fix your car up for ya. But only if you agree to never try to pull a stunt like that on anyone again. Flaming someone is not cool."
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bear fliped the car and inspected it she could fix it easilly, with some elbow greese and parts, she brought some earth out and started hammering out the dents and scratches
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"......Not cool?.."I said calmly,finally snapping,"You JERKS!......I'LL SHOW YOU!...JUST WATCH!!...I'LL SHOW YOU NOT COOL!!...".I threw myself from the two and glared at them.
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"uggg" bear groaned listing to him so she picked up the car and jumped over the fence and pushed the car easily back to the garage, once she got it there she finished the hammering and started weilding and tuning
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"Kid, shut up. You brought it on yourself. If you want your car fixed, you can shut the fluff up and follow me. Otherwise, we'll leave your car in the scrap heap, got it?"
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*some fast work and musel later*
"hey scyler bring in the kid" bear shouted covering her work with a tarp
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(g'nigh guys...gotta go ta bed..)
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(awww ok i'll give u the suprise 2 maro nite)
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"You want your car back follow me, otherwise it's ours." I walked to the garage, tail flicking anxiously behind me.
(k, good night bro!)
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as they walkd in she unveiled a little scooter made of the same color as his car "this is what you get for slaming us" bear said
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I looked her down,"...You've GOT to be joking ..."
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She sat, laughing. "So, we're having steak?"
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"nope you were mean so u get what u deserve" bear said tapping the scooter, "here's ure car, the parts are on the scooter" bear said tapping the scooter smiling "no apolog so no nice"
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"..Heh...well,I'M not drivin' THAT piece of junk....".I walked up to her,"...And ME?...Apologize?...No WAY....after what you did to MY RIDE?......You're REALLY FUNNY..."
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(dude this is where u apoligse trust me dude)
"u slamed me and my friend first, and this is ure car parts" bear shrugged "sides you provoked us" bear said cracking her knuckles
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(...>.>....sure...)
"..wow...ME provoking a Bear and a Tiger.....whatev....fine..i'll apologize...but i'd LIKE to have my ride back also...."
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"hey it's called karma" bear said taking the tarp off the car in the back it was jojo's car, in perfect condition, new paint and such, looks better than it did before i threw it "i added a roll cage and tailbits" bear said looking at jojo "thing go better when youre nice" bear said stepping back letting jojo get to his car (gtg shooti9ng time be back later srry, here's ure car bye) "the scooter has some spare parts from the same make and manufactureer and ppainted good, u fell for it heres ure car"
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(Nice trick Bear.)
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"Yes we are, help yourself to many as you want, there plenty more." he said. He got ip and grabbed two sodas and gave one to Alex.
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she smiled, thanking him. "So, how long have you lived here?" She asked politely, munching on the steak while she watched him move around.
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(thanks i wanted to make sure he learned a lesson, not jo just his char.)
bear looked at the mustang, "i had a hard time fitting in there, mabey i shouldn't drive" bear said walking on all 4's to inspect the stang, and her old eclipse, now scylers "i hope its lucky for you thats my favroit car, i put some workinto it"
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"About 2 years." he said, popping the top of his coke. He came back with a basket of rolls and some butter and sat down across from her.
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She nodded. "That's cool. How many people do you know here? I've only been here a year, if that." She took a roll, buttering it slowly.
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"I know a few people, I know Bear, Gett, and you." he said, chewing on his steak.
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(..heh....i think i have....~blushes~..)
I walked up to my chevy camaro,".....My baby....".I kneeled donw beside it and rested my head on it.
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(licks in the face good)
"lol" bear laughes "mabey a hummer convertable, no a exploresr, no"
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*walks over to Osa* "You know, you could always just show cars if you can't find one to race in. But, that '95 camaro will be in here in two days. So, lets trick that thing out when it gets here, k?"
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"show cars?" bear asked "mabey i could fit with a bit of work" bear looked at scyler "thanks man"
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"No problem!" *walks out to the lot and drives the eclipse back to the garage. Walks back out and drives the mustang back in*
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Chem had left the room a long while ago and had been now using the guest room for a nap. He heard noises so he awoke and walked out into the room only dressed in his jeans and his hair the right kind of a mess as he noticed Alex and his brother "Always a ladies man brother" he said with a cocky smirk.
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Alex blushed and looked at the floor, pushing her plate away. "I'm not hungry anymore." She muttered, getting up and leaving the room quickly.
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Wolfgang watched Alex leave to room and his ears lowered. He followed her into the next room and touched her arm lightly. "Alex, you okay?"
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There's a little blue and primer grey Ford escort sitting outside Wolfgags house, it's driver still patched up from an accident. He wants to appologize and make good for his mistakes.
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wolfgang notices the blue escort in his driveway. "Alex I'll be right back." he said, grabbing a shotgun and walking over to the escort. "What the **** do you want?"
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"I just wanted to say sorry and give yu back the keys to your s-13." Paul tosses him the keys and notes the 12 gauge pump in Wolfgangs paw. He turns back and smirks. "You know, i could have given you guys protection and was doing my best to keep beat cops off your tails but, if you don't want my help than i'll see you on the track, or maybe at your hearing, if one ever happens." Paul sits down in his escort and starts it back up, its weazy little four banger running on only three lungs. "Because they're thinking it's you that's been hounding the small buisenesses in the area."
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Wolfgang puts his paws in the door through the open window and tries to stop Paul. "Cops are hounding my garage, I could use protection." he said, putting the 12 gauge on the ground. He places the keys to the s-13 in his car. "You can keep the s-13." he said
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I rose from admiring my car,then walked over to the two,admitting loss"..Hey,guys..My Bad......-Shouldn't've done that stupid move....".I extended a paw in a shake.
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Paul shakes his head. "It wouldn't feel right if i didn't buy it from you." Paul reaches into a duffel bag sitting in the passenger seat. He hands wolfgang a few stacks of hundred dollar bills. "for the Charger and silvia. There's four hundred thousand there. Do with it what you please."
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"come inside with me, I'm having dinner. I would like it if you would join." he said. He takes the money and stands back.
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Paul waves a paw in thanks. "Naw, i gotta deline. That hemi should be ariving any moment and i want to be there to make sure it all runs fine." PAul turns to put it in first then loks back to Wolfgang. "Hey, I'm sorry about the trouble i caused. Could it just get out in the past now?"
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"No problem." he said. Wolfgang picks up the shotgun and throws it on his porch.
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"Well, long night ahead of me, i'm hoping to get that Charger all straightened out and ready for the paint booth in a week.: Paul puts the escort in first and smiles to wolfgang. "See ya later than." He revs up the tiny wheezey motor and drives away, barely able to do the speedlimit with his aged and dying ford.
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Wolfgang watches Paul leave and he goes back inside, grabbing the shotgun as he walks in the door. He sighs and places the shotgun in its usual spot and goes back to eating dinner.
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"No problem, kid. So... How about that race...?" *shakes his as with a gleam in his eyes*
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"..Uhh....sure?.....".I grinned,"..But I STILL don't like you guys...".My grin turned into a toothy smile.
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Paul roles up to the garage just as some beefy looking bulls unload a wooden crate and set it on the ground and ring the doorbell at the shops entrance. "Hey, over hear!" Paul shouts, running up to them.
"Who'er you?" One of the bulls asks, tossing the dolly onto the bak of his truck.
"I'm the guy that baught that hemi, that's the hemi, right?"
"Yeah, id then." The other bull says pulling out a delivery board.
Paul puls out his id, not his fed id, just his drivers liscense. "Okay, sign here then." The bull says,, passing him the touch screen pad. Pau signs it and thanks him before opening up the garage door and going in to get the engine crane.
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Wolfgang decides he's not hungry and gos up to his room to think, his head hanging slighly as he walks up the stairs.
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Paul opens the top of the crate and pulls out a bunch of packing peanuts. "I have no idea why they fill these crates with so much of this junk" He mutters as he finnaly gets down to the big 426 he ordered. He hooks it to the crane and lifts it out then pulls it back into the garage and to one of the tool rooms where he has the replacement parts he had to build up the lower end and redo the intake system.
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Wolfgang lays down on his bed facing the wall. He starts thinking about his parents and then starts thinking about nothing.
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*notices Paul is back*
"Why are you back? I thought you were kicked out for good."
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Paul looks up from the engine. "Hmm? I went and i talked with Wolfgang. I guess I'm here to keep the cops away now, none of you guys can get arrested while I'm here so," Paul shrugs and goes back to pulling the heads from the hemi.
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I noticed another fur come in,then nodded at him,"...Who's This?.."
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"I;m the fed that's gonna keep this shop open even if the local cops find it offensive and illegal. sof ar, I haven't found anything that breaks the law in the shop, but what ever you guys do outside of here i have no control over." Paul doesn't even look up from the engine as he talks.
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"Sweet! Immunity from the cops. I like it." I adjust the seat I'm my mustang to fit me instead of Osa. I look over at what Pual is working on. "Oooh!! A new hemi!!"
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"Yup" Paul finishes up removing the left side head. "To replace the one you blew up on last week." Paul smiles and chickles a bit. "I'm the only one touching that block from here out, okay guys?"
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"..Whoa...Immunity from cops?...ExPLOSIONS?....this sounds like a fun little group.."
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"Hey, as long as you can wrench, drive fast, and pay for your mistakes you're oprtty much in, right?" Paul pulls the other head and manifold after bolting the block onto the swivel.
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"..Well..I'm good at speed...and I do think i've paid for my mistake..~looks over at the fur that was with the bear the past night and grins~...does that count?.."
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"I think it should fixing my mistake took 400k." Paul turns the motor over and pulls the oil pan to expose the main girdle.
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Wolfgang looks over at his bedside table and looks at the picture of his brother, himself and his dad. He slowly reaches over and put the picture face down.
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(for future refrence, jo scy and i were in my park then we got back to wolfys and jo got his car and paul is working on his car)
bear looked at paul "excuse me if we don't trust you yet" bear said still wondering about her car
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Wolfgang took his pillow and warpped his arms around it and cried.
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"THat is entirely understandable. The fbi took me on as an employee just because I was such an avid racer and street runner. I was king of Milwaukees bayview and downtown for five years. They took me down on trumped up drug charges at my place. They could ever cath that challenger, never." Paul sits on a bench and pulls out a small envelope with a few pictures in it. He flips through them and sighs. "Life was a lot simpler back then. I just want you guys to know i'm a racer first and a fed second."
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"Thats... Kind of reassuring. But how do we know you won't turn on us if the FBI starts to extort you?" I pop the hoold I my trunk and a look at my soon to be former engine. I patted my car with a paw. "Tomorrow, you become a true dragster..."
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"Because i work there voluntarily and have more than enough money and know enough people to even scare the pant off of hoover/" Paul gets up and walks back to one of the parts closets and starts to look for 426 hemi internals.
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"What if it's not money they extort you with. What if it's someone you deeply care for? How do we know you won't turn us in then?" I start to unhook my car engine getting ready to put the new engine in once it arrives.
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"Because the last person i cared that deeply for died last week in an accident. A biker pulled a glock on him and shot his tank just as he sparked the nos to get his tail out of there." Paul solemnly hangs his head and sobs. "He's gone now, not even enough of him to get put six underground. Its a headlight and a chuk of fender that's in his casket." The stitched up feline drops what he had in his arms and drops to the floor crying. "I miss him so much!"
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I walk over to Paul and give him a hug. "I'm sorry to hear that. Please, forgive me for being intrusive..." I let him bury his head into my shoulder and cry.
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Paulnuzzles against Scyler as the tears just keep coming. The past three weeks of hi life really had been terrible. First the loss of his mate that pushed him to the wreckless way he drove the Chsllenger to get him busted up, getting evicted from his own home, then getting kicked from the garage tat blindly accepted him at first. At least things were starting to regain some normalicy, if this cathartic release woud end already.
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uschi just stood there and thought, she didn't like the idea of having a sobber in a racing garage, and she didn't know this guy enought to want to comfort him just yet
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"Hey, calm down. I know you've been through some rough times. We all have. But you need to be strong for your friend. I don't think he'd want to see you like this." I rub his back, my shirt getting soaked from his tears. I stood there cradling his head against me. "Be strong. For your friend."
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Paul bites his lip and holds his breath and looks into Scylers eye. "I, I know. It just gets hard to hold it in some times." Paul stands and walks into one of the back rooms and sits down and lights a cigarette. He inhales deeply and sighs before blowing the smoke out his nose. "
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Alex went to find Wolf, and hugged him tightly. "Wolf, you ok honey?" She asked softly, smoothing his hair.
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Wolfgang hugged Alex tightly and cried. "I feel alone." he said.
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uschi sat down, tired, listening to the rain fall, theres not going to be a racing tonight, no one is stupid enough to race on wet track
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Paul composes himself and stands up. Je notes the s-13 parked there and mocking him. the key is ion his pocket. He knows where the biker lives, the man hasn't been arrested yet even though he's most wanted, but... you kill a fed, you're dead. Stone faced paul grabbed one of the shot guns Wolfgang kept stashed aroound the garage, made sure it was loaded, then got in the small Nissan and burned tire as he swerved out of the shop, side stepping the clutch.
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"Don't ask, Uschi. We might be better off staying out of this one..."
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Thank god for the quiet exhaust Paul put on the car a week prior, the car was nearly silent with just a hint of throat on open throtte. He parked it down the street from the home and watched for any activity. He saw plenty of bikes sitting in front of the house, they'd be there until tommorow and leave in the morning, no one would be driving home in the rain. Paul jotted down a few liscense plates from the bikes and called them in, hoping none of them were those of his friends. He restarted the car and drove back to the garage.
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"blah boring" uschi said "i'm gonna check out my stock pile of car partsat my garage, at the park, wanna come" uschi asked standing up
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"Sure, I've got nothing better to do until tomorrow." I close the hood of my car and put on a raincoat. "But I refuse to drive in this rain. I'll walk."
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"hey you have a choice, i have to walk, want a ride" uschi said walking on all 4's to the door
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"No thanks, I don't think that would be nice if I did. I'd rather walk beside you." I walk up next to her and place a paw on her shoulder.
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Wolfgang buried his face in Alex's neck, his tears were beginning to soak her fur.
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"ok" uschi shrugged and walked out into the rain
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Wolfgang started to get quiet as he cried, he still had his face buried in her neck.
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Alex smoothed his hair gently, purring in his ears softly. "It's going to be okay, Wolfie, I hope so. Stop crying, ok?"
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I walk put into the rain beside her, the rain making a clicking sound as it splashed off my coat.
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as scyler and uschi get to her park she unlocks the reienforced gate, and they walk inside and she locks the door "my garage is right there" uschi said pointing to a large square on the ground
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"Cool." I follow her inside the gate.
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uschi uses her powers to rais up about half of the park, a huge building rising up. she walked inside and after scylar came in she closed the door and made the building go down, opening up into a huge underground park, 3x's as big as the oe above ground "welcome to my home" uschi said lighting up the place with some lights
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Wolfgang looked up at Alex and breathed calmingly, his face was damp from his tears.
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My jaw dropped. "Whoa..."
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She wiped his face, smiling. "Feel better?" She mumbled, cocking her head a little as she cupped his face in her hands. Her claws barely touched his cheeks, just there for reassurance.
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Wolfgang nodded and smiled slightly. He looked at her and murred softly as she touched his face.
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I walked over to my car and opened the door,then paused,'..Hmm....I'll give myself a project tomorrow...'.I got in and closed the door behind me,putting my key in the ignition and turning it slightly,starting up the engine and letting a small roar.I opened the garage and rolled out,putting the garage down and flooring it.
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"now you understand why i don't like ppl in my park" uschi said walking to another part of the complex and opened a door, she took out a soda, "you want one" uschi said leaving the door open
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"There's no need to be afraid, we all get scared and upset sometimes." She replied, purring back. Her tail tip twitched, looking comical as it seemed to poke her shoulder.
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Wolfgang put his hand on hers and nuzzled it, murring softly.
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"No thanks..." I stood there, still amazed at how large it was. I walked around a bit, my eyes still wide from shock.
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"hey if worst comes to worst, we can race hre, this is private property, so the cops can't stop us here" uschi said motining to the park "if ppl want to race safe and in here they can aslong as they get permission" uschi said opening her garage and looking inside at the stockpiled parts, "i race for pinks a while back, and i got a lot of cars and parts, i left them here incase i needed them"
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She smiled, pulling his hand down and clasping it firmly. "Let's go get some ice cream."
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"Awesome! You weren't kidding when you said you could build your own..."
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"what are you ok man" uschi said
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"okay." he said softly and rubbed his eyes. he looked up at her and got up from
his bed
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She stood up slowly, working the kinks out in her tail from sitting the same way for a while. Smiling sweetly, Alex took his hand and walked to the door. Her eyes glittered with excitement as she pulled him along behind her.
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Wolfgang followed her, as if he had a choice. He let her pull him behind her.
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Getting to the car, she stopped, turning to him. "Do you want to get ice cream? If not, we can sit and talk about whatever you want...."
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"We can get ice cream." he said hopping in his car.
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She got in the passenger side and turned the radio on, playing Broken Wings by Alter Bridge.
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He shoved the key in the ignition and twisted it, the engine roared to life. He pulled out of his driveway and drove off towards town.
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http://www.brothersautosales.net/98%20camaro.JPG -- was this what u had in mind 4 the 1995 Chevy Camaro Z28, 6 cylinder
"dude i don't think the camero will fit me" uschi said pulling ut an old lancer evo, "this might fit me, we can tak out the seats and slide the wheel and cockpit over and take out the back seates so i could handle everything" uschi sugessts opening the door and ripping out the seates
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Paul ulls the silvia into the garage, it's paint wet with the nights rain. He got out and put the shotgun bac in the cabinet and walked back to where his hemi was. He grabbed the pistons, rods, and crank he wanted and went to work.
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Wolfgang looked over at Alex and placed his hand near her knee.
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Paul finishes building the botom end of his hemi and then places the stock heads and manifold back on. It's going to be a while before he gets the rest of tyhe car straightened out enough for the torque that the motor will be producing. He grabs a cutting torch and a new tubve steel subframe for b-body dodges that was lying around the shop he pulls it up to the Charger and starts to remove the body pannels.
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She reached over, grasping his. A smile split across her face as she began to sing My Immortal by Evanescence without music.
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Wolfgang felt her hand around his and he smiled as well. He sang along with her as he drove.
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Paul gets all the pannels off and all the varius engine compartment bits of the charger sorted out. That's when he cuts off the main subframe and starts work at pulling off the front clip.
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Pulling up to the Union Square, Alex leaped out and fell into the way of a '76 Navy Camero that screeched to a halt. She rolled under it, yelping. Her tail was just in front of the back right tire, her head near the front left. Her heart was racing as she lay there, motionless.
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Wolfgang heard a screening and heard Alex yelp. He leapt out of his car and kneeled down close to Alex. "ALEX!" he said, pulling her out from under the car.
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uschi pulled out all the seats and opened up the hood and started rearanging the car parts
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After about three hours of unbolting, rebolting, realigning and reassembling again, Paul finnaly got the new, stronger, and lighter subframe lined up just perfect. The lightweight k member was also a gofend, strengthening it even farther and reducing weight even farther. Now to get everything back together. He started with the new beefed up Hurst fourspeed and built up hemi. That motor would go. Another hour of wrenching and he has the basics all reassembled, now for the radiator, it housing, master brake cylinder, all the new braided steel lines, the new optima battery, the msd ignition, alll that good stuff.
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She shook her head, groaning. "That's the last time I move when you're around, Ace." She complained.
The jaguar smirked coldly, tapping her head with a claw. "You ok, Cherri?" He asked, slurrig the last part sarcastically.
"Yea, I'm fine. Go back to purgatory, Ace. You don't belong here or anywhere else."
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Wolfgang glared at the Jaguar as he stood next to Alex.
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"F***!" Paul swears as he remembers that he forgot to repaint the fire wall before putting the motor in. He pulls the engine from the subframe and pushes the carted body into the painting bin.
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Grumbling incoherently, Alex brushed herself off. "Ew... Ace, I swear to God." She growled.
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Wolfgang stared angerly at Ace, his silver eyes shinig in the light of the moon. Wolfgang looked at Alex and wondered why Ace called her Cherri.
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The jaguar, smelling anger smirked colder. "Cherri, you make too much of a scene. Come with me, I want to talk." His crimson eyes narrowed as he glared dangerously at Wolf.
Alex smacked him across the face, growling. "You leave him alone, secousse. Vous êtes rien mais ennuis. We are over, Ace. You're not mine nor I yours. Go home and stop following me, bête jaguar." She growled, switching between French and English. Her green eyes flashed with thunder.
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uschi finishes on the basies of her evo, and checks around for some other paarts then piles it up in the car and said "hey scylar take anything you want here, and lets go, i need to paint this stuff, and i'd like wolfy to see this", uschi said staning next to the rusty evo
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Wolfgang watched as Alex slapped the jaguar across the face and yell at him. He was still wondering why he called her Cherri.
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With a fresh coat of black on the fire wall and subframe, Paul decides to primer the rest of the car in black as well, as Wolfgang already had the body straightened out and prepped for primer any way. Paul runs out of the booth and grabs the fenders, reworked for wider wheels fender walls and all the other repaired or replaced metal going onto the Charger to be primed in black.
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"Thanks, Uschi, but I'm good on parts now." I check my watch. "In fact, I need to get back to Wolfgang's garage. My ford Street Engine should be here."
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"ok" uschi brought the platform up with some effort, got the car off and sunk it again uschi sat in the front seat, there was still a back seat, but they were disconnected, like 2 seats with an island in the middle or something like that "lets go"
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I crawled into her monstrous car. "Whoa... It's even bigger inside...!"
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"Cherri, what's wrong?" Ace asked, voice dripping with sentiment. His eyes flashed coolly.
"Ace, what have I told you about that name? I'm not your girl anymore, don't call me that." Alex snapped, tail lashing back and forth. "My name isn't Baby, don't call me that." She repeated as he tried to open his mouth.
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Wolfgang kept quiet as Alex and Ace argued. He watched on, his eyes switched from Ace to Alex.
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with all the paint dry Paul busted out the sanding blocks and a bucket of water. "Time for wet sanding" he mumbled sitting down and beggining to buff out the mat black primer.
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uschi started the car and drove tyo wolfgangs garage, drifting here and there to get a feel for the new car ,, in a few minutes they reached the garage, uschi steped out and looked at her car
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Paul hears a car approaching and sets his work aside and goes out to great Uschi
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"paul" she nods her head and pushes her car in and gets to work to figure out the aero dynamics and get the spoiler just right
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"looks good." paul looks under the hood of her car. "looks all legal. how much power are you running?"
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"this is why i don't like feds" uschi closed the hood and pushes the car over to work on the engine and turbo it soon, "about 295, for now any way" uschi said getting a new 6 cyl engine and checking it over
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"hey, i can't give you amnisty if you have illegal parts on your car, uschi." Paul gently closes her hood and walks over to his hemi and does a few tweaks. "Besides, you think i could get away with an engine like this if that Charger weren't a collecter?"
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"hey ure self, where do i even fine illegale parts, i could make my own parts if i had to, but i want this car ready for racing in a few days, the rain should dry uip by tonight" uschi said lowering in the engine and tweaking the turbo, also tweaking the steering and power train syatems "soon, this baby will run great" uschi said attaching the spoiler
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"You'd be surprised how much stuff is actually illegal by different regulations." Paul walks back to the paint shop to keep working on his Chargers pannels.
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uschi growled she didn't really like or turst this guy, she finished up some finishing touches on the evo, and rolls it in for paint
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"Why do you refuse to touch me, Alex-Adriena?" Ace asked softly, his eyes softening. He reached over to touch her and flinched when she moved away again.
"Please, Ace. WE aren't together anymore, don't make me regret anything I've done..." She mumbled, shaking her head slowly as she moved closer to Wolf. "I can't listen to that time, it's not enough Ace. Don't throw it back at me, please...." She begged, eyes watery.
Ace nodded silently, touching her shoulder. "Look, I'm sorry Alex. I didn't mean to hurt you then, or now. Don't think I did. I know you've moved on, I came back to see how you were doing, not throw anything in your face. I still love you..." He replied softly, looking at the ground.
"Just go, I can't handle you being around Ace. I know... I know.." She hugged him tightly then let go, cuddling up to Wolf, feeling cornered.
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Wolfgang wrapped arms around Alex and held her. He looked at Ace and looked at Alex.
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Her eyes brimmed with tears, but refusing to give in, she blinked them back and peeked at her ex-lover. "I love you too Ace, but that love can't happen..." She replied.
"Alright, I'll see ya later. Keep the car, it's a gift." He growled back, turning and walking away.
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after the base coat of the car was painted white she got out a manule painter and painted on some green symbols, clovers, horse heads, music notes. when she was done she rolled her car out, now all wheel drive, but with the tech trucks used to switch between 2 and 4 wheels, turbo 6 cyl engine, 450 hp, aerodynamic spoiler, larger diameter headers than the orginals, new exaugst tips, and new tires. "finally" uschi said with a sigh and got in her new car
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Wolfgang held Alex closer and watched Ace walk away.
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She purred, sighing. "It's finally through..."
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uschi drove in her car taking it easy for the maiden voyage, she was down the street a bit then saw alex and wolfgang "hey guys" uschi said getting out of the car and looking at the 2
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Wolfgang hugged her and rubbed the back of her neck. "You wanna go home?" he asked.
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"Nah, let's get some ice cream." She replied, smiling. Her eyes glittered brilliantly.
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"Okay." he said. Wolfgang took her hand and smiled.
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uschi sees her friends walking away "fine be rude don't say hi" uschi grumbles and peels out and drifts around the corner and heads to the desert to meet up with some other racers "ready to do or die, ixlander" uschi said popping her hood, looking at the rhino called ixlander
"always ready uschi always ready" he said popping the hood on his costum cobalt, revealing a 6 cyl turbo engine, this thing could pack a punch, "smae bet as last time, or are you gonna run home" he taunted looking at uschi, not scared of her cause he had the info she needed
"lets rock it" uschi said slaming her hood and hopping into her car, reving it and switching it to rear wheel drive and waiting for ixlander
ixlander gets into his cobalt and revs his engine and singneled to the panthar near him, the panther walked between the 2 cars and droped a flag as the 2 cars shot off the line
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She smirked. "Cool."
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uschi shot off the line, then switching to all wheel drivwe she took the first turn, drifting a bit comming out but recovered and shifted into 3rd
ixlander shot ouyt after uschi drafting with her during the turn, then nosing past her "haa u still are trash" he said to the radio
uschi heard this and slamed into 4th "**** you to ****" uschi shouted back to the rhino slaming into him, good thing she put on some steel liners before the race "this is for last time" uschi wispered sling shotting around him into the next turn, and nos back out, shifting into 5th
"you think that will work, you never could drift" ixlander said into the radio and speeding up neck and neck with the evo, the final hair pin turn wide enough for only one car was comming up "why don't you back off, you wouldn't want what happened to youre little friend to happen to you" he laughed
uschi snaped and smiled evily going as fast as he was over 130 mph, the turn approching fast "chicken, lets see who ducks first!" she shouts into the radio slaming into 6th gear and final gear she let off and as she got into position she turned ixlanders rear and spun him 90 degrees, then slamed back up to speed, and took the turn
ixlander's car smashed into the side of the mountian, as uschi's evo drifted perfectly around the turn, his car caught on fire and he lost consenious
uschi crosses the finish line and drives back to ixlander, she pulls him out and puts the car out, and hooks it to her evo, "my winnings, your car and my repayment for my friend who you killed racing, you ******* i should kill you now, to **** with ure info" uschi said dropping him on the ground as ixlanders crew rushed to him, she also collected 100k from them and drove off and returned to wolfys garage
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Wolfgang and Alex walked into the ice cream shop. He looked at her and smiled. "What do you want to get?"
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uschi walked into the garage, and fixed up ixlanders car, and stashed the 100k in her hiding place, once the car was good as new she checked it over, it was a mearicle the nos didn't blow up the car she painted it white and green like her evo
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"I'm not sure, how bout chocolate chip cookie dough to share?" She asked.
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aafter some more work, she stepped back and looked at the new cobalt, as good as her evo, almost, she looked around, she gave scylar the eclipse, and jojo got his car fixed, but she didn't get anything for andre, now that she had the cobalt, she called him up "yo andre come down to wolfgangs garage, i got something for ya"
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"Alright that sounds good." he said as he went up to the counter. "What size, Medium or Large?" he asked.
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"Doesn't matter, whatever you want." She murmured, pondering how she would tell her friend what was going on. "Damned again.." She mumbled, digging her blunt claws into her leg, annoyed.
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Wolfgang went up to the counter. "Can I have a large chocolate chip cookie dough please." wolfgang said and the fur behind the counter gave him his their ice cream. "C'mon Alex." he said and sat down.
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"Ok." She brightened, sitting in his lap and munching on the ice cream.
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"say it ain't soooo, ure drug is a hart breaker, say it ain't soooo. my love is a life taker" uschi saings lifting the cobalt and setting it on a hydrolic lift, and reienforcing the bottom parts, and the side and front parts "dear daddy i write you, inspite of years of silence, you cleaned up forund jesus, things are good or so i hear, this bottle of stevens, awakens achent feelings, like father step father the son is drowning in the pond ya ya ya yaaa" uschi sang also reienforcing her car, it took some damage in the last race "my love is a life taker"
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Wolfgang put his arm around her and he munches on the ice cream. He look at her and smiles.
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Alex smiles back, giggling. "you're so cute!" She exclaimed, kissing his nose with ice cream covered lips.
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"Oh yeah, You're adorable." he said kissing her nose back.
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"wow" uschi said sitting down, she felt sick for some reason, "must be a full moon or something" she said turning the music back on, oh ya all right, feels good inside"
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Wolfgang licked his nose and got the ice cream off and he nosed her.
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She giggled, kissing him. "Behave." She teased.
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He looks at her and smiles. "Okay." he said in a playful whine.
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uschi, working on the cobalt, tuned the suspension, among other things, good thing she had some spare grip gloves in her locker, like the geko tape gloves, and then she beefed up her evo, also adding nos to the mix her car was, also adding a few extras, the evo wasrolled up onto a dynamometer and tested, uscho wistled long and low "wow 575 horses"
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Wolfgang kisses Alex softly and munches on the ice cream.
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uschi picked up her phone and called wolfy ... ... ... "wolfy come on racing at the lot in one hour come on man" she said gassing up her evo
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Wolfgang heard his phone ring. "Dammit." he said pulling out his phone. "Ghost can this wait, I'm preoccupied at the moment." he said a little annoyed.
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"no race soon, arn't ya gonna get some winnings to night" uschi said fingering her armor and grabbing a polishing cloth, wiping down her car ready to race "where is every one weird" uschi said thinking about all the furs in the garage
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With the body of his Charger now painted with a slick looking pearlescent laid over the black base, Paul could do nothing but drool at the sight. "Now for every thing else to get bolted on, i hope i don't nick the paint..." Paul sets to work installing the new black and white two toned alcantara and leather interior among other parts to make it whole once more.
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"Well I'm with Alex right now." he said. He looked over at Alex and kissed her.
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"well u got a mate, and how are ya gonna pay for goings outs without racing bets and winnings" uschi said looking over wolfys car
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"First of all me and my mate broke up and second of all I have plenty of money saved up for dates and ****." he said.
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"ok then, u missing out on the chanc to see me kick your butt in a race" she said trying to get him to come
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As Paul is assembling the dash board his pocket vibrates. He pulls out his cell and looks at the number. He sighs and answers it, changing his mood for his boss. "Yes, Administrator Raimes?"
"Paul, we need you to come and give us a report on your assignment, today." His boss said, sounding a little bit ornery and tight collared.
"Alright, I'm working on some stuff right now, but it can wait. What time do you need to see me?" Paul puts a hand in his pocket and and fingers the keys to the s-13 he purchased from Wolfgang.
"We'll see you. Just be at the races tonight, you're going to run into an old friend of yours." His boss laughed and the line went dead.
"Okay, which races?" Paul asked himself as he flipped the phone closed and slid it back into his pocket. "There's a hundred races every night, which one dammit?" He goes back to reassembling the torn apart dash with a dark cloud over his head. "This isn't going to go well." he thought to himself.
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"I don't ****ing care, I'm busy with Alex." he said hanging up.
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I get to the garage and see a package with my new Ford street engine inside. I load it on a cart and wheel it inside. I bust open the box and look at it. I use the crane to lift it out of the box and place it into my Mustang. I spent the next 30 minutes hooking everything up. Acre I finished, I sat back and looked at the completed work. My stang was ready to drag.
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Paul gets angry and throws his screwdriver across the room and lets out a primordial yell. "I HATE MY LIFE!!!" He sweeps the half assembled dash off the table and storms to the s-13. He jumps in it, guns it and speeds from the garage towards the field office the next county over.
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"ok then fine see ya wolfy remember the help call" she said hanging up and looking at scyler "ready to ead over, tell me when ure ready and i'll take you over" uschi said getting into her evo, and starting it up
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Wolfgang put his phone back in his pocket and wrapped his arms around Alex. "Sorry about that." he said
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Paul flies down the freeway, knocking the wheel left and right, tapping the brakes and sliding the car around traffic. He didn't care any more, he wanted to take down the fbi for the corupt, arrogant terrorists they were, but he was nothing but a field agent. He had no power except over local police. It would have to take time, and money. And he knew how to get it.
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I closed the hood and hopped in the stang. "By all means, lets go!"
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"ok" uschi said driving out and reaching the lot a space in the desert crowded with other cars "weird no eclipses" uschi murmered looking around at the assembled cars and driving up to ixlanders crew "did ya find a new leader yet" she said coldly
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I pulled up in my mustang, my car looking a bit plain compared to some of the others. "I hope there's some competition for the drag racing..."
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Paul almost takes out his boss as he slides the silvia into the parking lot at the field office. He comes out of the car storming and raving, his stictches breaking loose in a couple places and causing him to bleed a little. "What do you think this is!? Some big game? THey are good people and do nothing wrong in the shop. I don't care exactly what you do outside of it, but everything, EVERYTHING that they do in there is entirely legit." Paul ewas face to face with his boss, the feline was shuddering in anger. His boss looked a little shocked but reclaimed his composure and stepped even closer to the feline.
"What buiseness do you have, trying to tell me, Me, your boss, how to do my job?" The middle aged bear flicked a paw across Paul's face, breaking all his stitches open. He spat at him and growled. "They are street racers, and that is illegal and immoral." The bear walked on and wiped his paw on a hankerchief.
Paul got from the ground to his knees, part way standing he rubbed his cheek and spat out a dribble of blood. "Illegal and immoral is extorsien and lying. I've seen your files, you've been arrested more times for speeding, drunk driving, and even murder than any of those "illegal and imoral racers" have."
Paul got in his s-13 and revved the rebuilt sr-20det. He leaned out the window as he hit the gass and slid the car out of the lot, he threw up his middle finger and looked straight into his bosses eye. He slid back into the car and spun it around, speeding off the way he came. "You f***ed with the wrong agent, Administrator." he growled, driving back towards the garage.
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"awwww looks like uschi has some new friends, how sad for him" the new leader of the crew sneering
uschi looked calmly at the cheetah "he's my friend, you want a bet, you give my friend owner ship of your car and your title as the crew leader, if i lose then you get the viper i took from you last summer, eugine" she said glaring at the cheetah, ixlandrs crew only followed him cause they didn't have a good leader, they would accept scyler with open arms "what do ya say"
egine looked at the bear "why not, i'll get that viper, but to sweeten the deal, you win u get my car, if i win i also get ure's" her said sticking out his spotted paw
uschi shook the hand and popped her hood, showing eugine as eugine showed the v 8 engine in his vette as he hopped in she did to and as one of the panthars in the crew stepped out and droped a cloth as she ans eugine shot off the line
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"Huh? Me the leader? What's going on?!?!" I freaked out, being in no position to be a leader.
"Heheh, don't worry about that, your friend'll lose."
"I don't know about that, she's got a good car..."
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She raised a brow. "Who was that?"
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Paul parks the car, violently rocking it forward and wrenching the parking break up. He slams a fist against the steering wheel and grits his teeth against the pain in his face. He pulls the 5 point harness holding him in apart and pulls himself out of the car and storms towards the first aid kit.
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as if to prove scyler right she zips a head of eugine but falls behind a bit drifting around the turn
"ha u got that viper out of luck" he said putting all 800 of his horses to work, speeding past uschi barley making the turn but pulling out and comming close to the evo
uschi speeds up not totally, trying to get eugine to go even faster the final turn was comming up and he could not take it at his speed, only specialy tuned cars could take thet, and when she saw his engine she could tell it would come to this "what ya scared of big bad uschi" she taunted nearing the turn and speeding up to 150 mph
"arrrggg" ge rowled speeding up even faster and trying to take the turn at 200 mph, causeing the car to flip over and over screeching to a halt
uschi dropped back speed wise gambling everything that he couldn't take the turn she sped across the finish line and waited as some other furs pulled the vette in "you lost" she said taking him out of the car and wheeling it over to scyler "the crew is yourse, have fun" she said smiling
"this isn't over" eugine shouted alone in the dust "you'll pay uschi osa"
uschi turned her back on the chetta and looked at his old crew "this guy here" she said pointing to scyler "is your new leader, you know how to treate him if i hear anything bad you'll hear from me" she said looking at each face and turning to her friend "just race with them for fun, make sure the money from races goes around ok, and you choose how to organize the teams for team racings" she sumed up "also jonny over there is a drag racer" she said pointing him out
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Paul sits himself in the well lit bathroom and starts repairing his face with needle, thread, and hydrogen peroxide, his face was getting to look a little road mappish, but the fur would cover it back up eventually.
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"Uhh... Uschi? What am I supposed to do? I'm only a drag racer! I... I've never handled anything this big!" I began sweating, my heart beating faster as all of the Ixlanders looked at me. My vision began clouding and my legs felt weak. "U-uh... oh....."
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Finished with stitching himself back up Paul pops a pain killer and goeas and lays down on one of the cots to think things through.
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uschi grabbed scyler "excuse us" she said walking away "chill man you needed a crew you'll be fine if ou need help ya can just ask me" uschi said looking at him "this way you get ppl to race with, parts and you get a cut of the profits at every race you attend, also you get rep to get cooler mods and parts, all leagel" she shouted the last part then returned to a normal volume "you'll do fine dude, but you have toname the crew"
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"I... I don't know if I'm ready for this, Uschi... I... I've only been racing for two weeks... I'm only 17! I... I can't handle this right now!" I was breathing heavily, my knees were buckling. "I... I can't... I can't take this... I... I'm sorry... I just can't..."
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"ok then dude" uschi said holding up her hands "i'll call it off, some other guy will lead thease guys, and i'll have to race them because eugine is gonna beat them and then is gonna take the crew back and get revenge on me" she said walking back to the crew taking out her cell phone, trying to think of anybody to take th spot sense scyler couldn't
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Paul puts his fore arm over his eyes and groans. "no way out now... in too deep.... gun... No! WULF!!" he shoots bolt upright in bed, shaking. he hated that nightmare, all entirely because it wasn't fiction but fact. he brought his knees to his chest and hugged himself, crying himself back to sleep.
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"who to call" she muttered thinking if she could find no one eugine would be back, and it would be stupid to rely on luck all the time "wolfy i think has a crew, alex also does, paul is a fed, i don't want or need a crew yet" she said counting off everyone
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"I... I'm sorry, Uschi... I... If I'm going to lead a group... I'm going to have to earn their respect. I... I can't just take something I didn't work for. I... I appreciate the offer but... I can't... I'm sorry..." I sat down in my car, wiping my brow and shivering.
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"like respect is stopping you you could beat the pants off of anyof them in a drag, and they'd be happy to race and find a new trust worthy leader" uschi said thinking "i can tell you don't want a crew so fine" she said calling up paul hoping he would take thease guys "wait he's a fed" she said snapping her phone closed, thinking "ohh well" uschi said giving up and walking to the crew "never mind what i said eugine is the boss again" she said picking the sorry cheetah out of the dust and giving him to the crew. and walking back to the vette, thinking on what to do with it also
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I regained my closure and walked out to the Ixlanders. "If any of you ever want a clean drag race, just give me call. I won't back down."
"Kind of like you didn't back down from being the leader?" All of the Ixlanders laughed at me. I blushed and looked at the ground. "You know what? Whoever said that, get out here! You and I are gonna have a drag, NOW!!" A large middle aged cougar walked up to face me. "You wanna go? Fine. Prepare to lose." I stared him in the eyes. "Lets..." I crawled into my car and got up to the line. "Uschi, you wanna start us off?"
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uschi growled, she picked up eugine and put him in a death hold "start them off, thanks for the help scyler" she said dropping eugine the new gang leader on the ground
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I slammed on the gas, my high traction tires catching the ground immediately, sending me rocketing off. I looked left at the cougar, his '07 Dodge Charger Hemi keeping up well with me. "Dang, this guy is better than I thought..." I shifted up, my eyes focused on the road, care fully watching my gauges to time my shifts. I worked my way up to 4th gear, the Cougar was falling behind, he shifted up into 5th and overtook me. I eyed a small red switch on my steering wheel. "Not yet." I worked my way up until it was neck and neck. He looked at me and grinned, flipped me the bird and floored it. "Fine..." I pressed the button, letting the nitrous pour through my car. I was pinned to my seat, my car rocketing ahead of the cougar. "What the ****?!" I shot past the finish line, my car slowing down gradually as the nitrous wore off. I stepped on the brakes, slowing to a halt. I turned off my Mustang and got out. "Get out of your car, cougar..."
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"it was ghost." he said munching on the ice cream.
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uschi walked away, hooking the vette to her evo and droped it at the garage then drove back
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As the cougar got out of his car I slammed him against it. "Now, you have two options. One, you can work for me and keep your car. Two, you can stay in this going nowhere crew and lose your car to me. Which is it going to be?" I held him against his car, fangs bared and scowling viciously. "Make your choice, cougar!"
The cougar sighed and pocketed his keys. "Listen up, cub. I don't know who you think you are but I'm not going to join you and you're not getting my car!" He bared his fangs and unsheathed his claws, ripping at my chest.
"Ergh!!" I clutched my chest, blood beginning to flow. "Big mistake... Cougar..." I unsheathed my claws and circled him, blood staining my grey undershirt. The cougar lunged at me, aiming for my neck. I swiftly ducked and planted five claws straight in his stomach, stopping him in mid-air. I slammed him into the ground, my claws digging deeper, causing his blood to run down my arm. I reached in his pocket and pulled his keys out. "I gave you two simple options... Here's a second chance. Make your choice."
"Fine... Boss..." He spat on the ground and took his keys back. "I'll keep in touch." I walked over to Uschi. "We done here?" I winced as my wound continued to bleed.
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"uggg you could at least go by the book" she said angrialy, she gave him a crew he refused, she give the crew a boss and he takes the members away, and he freaken nearly kills the fur "you said clean race, i guess that didn't mean after" she said turning away her claws clicking over her swords
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"I told you, I only take what I earn. I don't want to be dependent on you to do my work for me. How would I get better? Don't get me wrong, I appreciate that you would do that for me, but I just couldn't accept a crew that large. Especially one I didn't work for." I tore off my undershirt and wrapped it around my shoulder, putting pressure in the wound to stop the bleeding. "I'll see you at the garage, Uschi." I got in my car and drove to a small medical clinic to get fixed up. An hour later, I walked out with tight bandages around my chest. I drove off towards the garage.
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when he got to the garage she said "you could have at least told me that instead of me giving the group there leader back, now he's gonna come after you to" uschi said mad at him "and where do you get off making bets after the race is over"
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"I didn't make a bet. I gave him options. And so what if he comes after me. I'll take Eugene down on or off the track." I got a water hose and began to wash the dust off of my car. I was still angry and in no mood to be chastised.
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"ugg killing sombody puts the heat on you, we can only get amnisty if our parts and crs are leagle, it won't help us if we are charged with murder" uschi said angry "and giving options like that is threating and also bad, thats like a guy running up to you and saying ' give me ure wallet and i won't kill you or don't give ure wallet, i kill u and then take ure wallet' " she said aangryily
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"Ok! I screwed up! I know! Believe me, I won't kill anyone. Wound, definitely. Kill, never. I won't start stuff, but if he does, I'll retaliate." I finished washing my car, getting it ready for tomorrow.
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"still you pin a guy who raced you to a car and say no 'car and no service or car and u work for me' really" uschi said thinking about the night "you race him and then thats over, what that was was threating and bad" she said
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Paul walks out from the back of the shop rubbing his eyes, he looked terrible but still alive. "Somebody need to get the blue squeeze put on 'em scyler? i can get you protection against this 'eugene' guy if you need it." Paul half spoke, half slurred through the painkiller as he walked to the slop sink and held the hose above his head and poured cold water over himself. He gasped and held it there, wetting his fur and clothes. "God i hate stress." he said turning of the water and drapping a towel over his head, not knowing if it was clean or not, it didn't smell like oil so it should be good. He walked over to the Charger and started picking up the parts he had scattered on the ground earlier and began to finish the dash.
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Wolfgang snuggles close to Alex and smiles.
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After a sleepless night and scrounging around parts bins Paul finnaly had the dash reassembled and looking factory, he had well hidden the new gauges, battery shut off, and nos priming/activation switch in the now not functioning radio box. He put it in place and put the engine in the frame rails, as well as put the steering column in. He stood back and admired what he had done, he had done so much and yet so little just in a week. Paul took wrench in hand and started work on the front suspension.
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Wolfgang looked at Alex and smiled. "What do you to do after this?" he asked.
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uschi fixed up her car and sighed thinking about ace and the races, finally after a lot of thought she sighed and went to sleep
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"Finnaly" paul let out a sigh of relief as he tightened the last lug nut on the car. very thing was back in order, the rebuilt hemi now packed a hidden punch. what looks retro and period correct from the outside and in truely is a modern street demon. the large iron block had beefed up internals, it was blueprinted and balamced. its heads were ported and polished, increasing their size and lowering compression just enough so the thirteen pounds of boost thrust int the motor from the giant positive displacement wieand roots blower sucking air through massive holley carbs and a hilbron style scoop. Long, full length hooker headers emptied into cherry bomb glass packs and straight pipes that exited just infront of the rear tires on either sides, large megaphone tips giving the old charger r/t a challenger t/a-is look. The car sat on very, very wide deep dish weldstars in back, the large mickey thompson sportsman pros filling up the wheel wells. more normal sized weldstars were bolted to the front axle at an 8 inch width and were wrapped in low prfile bfgoodrich radial t/as. Paul lloked the beast over with a broad grin on his scarred up muzzle. the fur was just now starting to grow back, and wasn't all that thick or dark. he'd have a web work of white fur marking his scars.
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Wolfgang got home after having ice cream with Alex. He grabbed his car keys and drove off to the desert looking for a race.
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"Time to go for a ride, babes." He says, opening up the heavy steel door and sitting himself in the broad, comfy leather seats. He straps himself into the aircraft harness asnd fires up the old blown hemi and drives out towards some secluded desert highway for some 'quick aceleration' runs.
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Wolfgang's chevelle roars down the desert highway. He rolled into an anbandoned airfeild and pulls into a group of racers and parks his car. He stepped out and opened his hood.
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Paul hears some rumbling motors in the distance and decides to go investigate. "Hmm... thi could be fun..." he mused as he approaches an old abandomed army air strip lined with hundreds of heavily modified old muscle cars. He mnotes a familiar looking Chevelle and pulls up next to it. He shuts down his motor and steps out, hailing Wolfgang. "Hey man! mind if I join in the fun?" He walks over to wolfgang to see if he can get a reply, if not a race out of his friend.
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Wolfgang looks over at Paul. "I had a feeling you show." he said lighting a smoke.
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Paul smiles and takes a final drag from his smoke and tosses it the sand covered tarmac and stomps it out under the toe of his boot. "So what do you have exactly in this thing?" Paul gestures to the orderly and spotless engine by of Wolfgangs Chevelle. "It looks like a freakin' showcar in there. but that Weiand high rise looks a bit grizzly and so do those nos plates you got sandwiched between it and those giant holleys. not to mention those hairdryers"
(edited to match wolfgangs descrip below)
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"I have a 454 V8 engine, dual overhead valves, and a turbocharger." he said. "She is a bit of a showcar, I built her from the bottom up." he said petting the quarterpanel.
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"You know what it'll do in the quarter?" Paul gestures to the Charger he baught from him and then resto-modded. "Cause I'm interested to see what my new baby will do. He'll haul tail, I know that from the drive hear, but I was slow to push it so I'm not sure about it just yet."
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"She'll do a 12 second quarter mile." he said. "you wanna go." he said.
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"Sure, why not?" Paul shakes wolfgangs paw then jumps back in his Charger and fires it up.
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Wolfgang hops in his chevelle and fires her up. He drives up to the runway that was used for drags. "you ready!"
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Paul waves to wolfgang through his window and then tightens up his harness one more time, just to be sure. He makes sure all his litttle extras are all primed and ready, the ns is primed, every thing is on... "Okay!" he shouts and revs his hemi, the big blower winding up with a howl, the big torquey block its attached to pulls left and makes the car shudder. Paul suddenly wonders if he shouldn't have buttoned uup the chassis a bit more, but there's always later. THe starter looks to both cars to see if the drivers are ready. THen lights stage.
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Wolfgang slides his red tinted goggles down over his eyes and revves his engine. Heavy metal was blasting through speakers.
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THe only sound inside the cabin of Pauls charger was the revvs of his hemi as theyreached three grand. The light went green and he relesed the clutch....
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Wolfgang releases the clutch and his tires squeal for a few seconds and he takes off with Paul next to him.
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fifty and wolfganfs right beside him, paul was surprised. the charger didn't burn any rubber, it just barked and launched. redline, he powershifts to second and the tires chirp again. 9 pounds on the boost gauge he hits the nos and the charger wants to go nose up and it speds up and redlines quickly. third and wolfgangs is behind him by a length.
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Wolfgang smiles and shakes his head as Paul uses Nos to pull ahead. He shifted into 3rd gear and hit the Nos. His engine roared and he pulled up next to Paul and waved.
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but wolfgang hit it too late. they had already past the line... Paul slowly put on the breaks to slow the beastly charger down.
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Wolfgang's Nos runs out just in time and rolls to a stop. He gets out and walks over to Paul's car.
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as the race proceeded luke was circling the airfield from above in his typhoon he then went to the side of the airfield they started at and landed he then stopped at the racers
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Paul shuts off his charger and unbuckles himself. He gets out and walks over to Wolfgang. "Close race." He says.
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gets up and shakes head and clims into her evo. peeling out of the garage she goes to her park and makes the car intangable and sinks it into the ground and starts drifting
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Wolfgang smiled at paul, his eyes hidden behind his goggles. "Good race," he said holding out his hand.
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"Better than good, look at the times." Paul says, taking a shocked looking wolfgangs paw in his as the fox looks up at the board, 10.41 and 10.63 seconds displayed for there time.
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"Wow beat my record." he said.
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"I knew that with all the power your car had to be making that it was better than twelve seconds. Szchit... A stock 454 chevelle does twelve." Paul looks around at the various other waiting competitors. "Well should we got our tails off the strip so these guys can race or what?"
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"yeah me should." he said walking back to his chevelle.
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Paul jumped in his charger and started it back up. He put it in first and rolled it off the track. He pulled in to the main lot were the car show was going on and he parked near a friend of his that he recognized from back in the day at quantico He got out and pulled him to the side. "Hey peter, how's it going?"
"Meh, alright Paul. you got put in the street racing unit too?"
"Yeah, look, I know you are a big supporrtet of our boss and everything he's trying to do but, I need you to help me with something to help save all these guys."
(just so every one knows, paul is going to try and ruin the fbi antistreet racing unit from the inside out and make it so no racer has to worry bout getting pulled over or arrested or hastled unless drunk or perp in a hit and run just so every one knows)
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Wolfgang pulled into the lot were the auto show was taking place and he parked across from Paul, he stepped out of his Chevelle and opened his hood. He looked over at paul. "Hey paul you know this guy?' he asked.
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Paul looks ove at wolfgang and smiles. "Yeah, i went to quantico with him" (fbi training) "He's going to be helping me out with taking down the corruption in the force. He mm... what's the term... 'went native' after being put undercover."
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drives around in car
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((ok im dropping out now))
*crashes and dies*
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"Thats cool." he said grabbing the rolling board from his trunk.
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Pauls says goddbye to his old friend and then turns to his Charger and pops open the hood. "I want to readjust hte fuel flow to the carbs so it doesn't run as lean, I'm thinking possibly adding some better lines and filters too." He messes around with few thing on the carbs, advancing the throttle and feed, hoping to get the desired effect.
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Wolf pulled himself under his chevelle. He checked the muffler because during the drag he heard something rattling.
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*Pulls up in the 240*
"Yo, what'd I miss? I think the real question is what did you guys miss"
*Revvs as the brand new twin turbo SR20DETgoes to redline!*
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(haven't seen you in awhile)
Wolf rolled out from his chevelle. "hey Gett when you get here?" he asked looking at the troll.
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ghost drives up in her lancer 09 evo X "hey gett lonmg time no see bro" she steps out and hugs her bro
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*shuts off the beater, and gets out*
"Yo man, How ya been. This isn't even a great car. Looks like you stole my idea a while back though" *laughs heartily*
"Take a look at this!" *Gestures to his garage outside his house down the lane*
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Wolf got to his feet and walked over to Gett. "how you been dude?"
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*handshakes*
"Same **** different day dude"
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Paul cracks his neck as he stands up and looks over at Gett, Pahantom and Wolfgang. "Did you finnaly get an sr20 for that thing?" Paul asked, walking up and clapping Gett on the back in greeting.
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ghost stiffened when paul touched gett "back off man"
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"woah! sorry, sorry." Paul took his hand from getts shoulder and flattened his ears, feeling a little ashamed of stepping too far.
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"srry" ghost said relaxing "he only comes around every few blue moons, and he isn't immune to what goes on here" ghost said gett came from a diffrent place, this place was a lot diffrent from his place "yet srry paul" ghost said nodding her head, she felt the same way but she was a bit more used to it
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"So i take it as he's either from another more secluded continent or is from another dimension?" Paul looked Gett up and down and smiled. "This is cool."
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"i mean were both not from here, i just come here more" ghost said truying to clear stuff up
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"well that i knew, you couldn't hide that with anything." Paul gives her a hug. "I just think that it's all pretty cool."
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"ok i wouldn't really care if it wasn't haha i'm here on business, gett is along for the ride, but he dosen't have to be here like i do" ghost said hugging and stepping back
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"Hmm... what sort of buiseness? Revenge? Because i can help with that." Paul leans back against the door of his Charger and crosses his arms in front of his chest.
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"no i've been employed by a... a... a few beings who have taken a welfare in this world" ghost said cooly going over the discription, watching as gett left again "he always does that"
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"That's alright, let him go as he pleases." Paul looks around to see if there were any cameras present than he leaned close to Phantom. "I think i know who you're looking for."
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"ummm" ghost listened to paul then gave him a spectulave look "i'm not after anybody, i'm just here on business, i'm not looking for anybody, unless there doing bad deeds" ghost said
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"Exactly, he has been doing wrong his entire life." Paul passed her a picture of his superior officer. "He's been stealing evidence money from the drug lockers, as well as taking the evidence himself. Not only that but he is a mass murderer and a rapist, as well as a convicted pedofile. And yet, america celebrates him. Help me bring his bad deeds to light and bring him down. After that, you can have him to punish him in whatever way you see fit."
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ghost paused "i won't put him to light i'll just tae him down, thats my job" ghost said frevently
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Paul looks at her and sighs."if he only goes missing than they will celebrate his death like he was a god."
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"i don't care as long as i get him to stop, he was bad he gets taken down, if people like him thats not my problem, if he does bad thingss, then it's my problem" ghost said "what does he look like and where can i find him"
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Paul takes her paw and kisses it, making a little show of it as he slipped the folded sheet with the administrators image on it, as well as his home adress and work office, as well as a list of plates and vehicles he has. "Make no move until he's been ruined by the agents i have working him out from the inside. And make it look like suicide if it can be helped. Infact, do you have the ability to control minds?"
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"um no i can't, but u let me worry about how this will work, and i can't see" ghost said handing the sheets back to paul, "i'll take him down, by tomarrow, thanks for the info" ghost said getting into her car and driving off
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Wolf had gone to the garage that his father had given to him. He unlocks the garage door and heads in.
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Paul watched as Ghost drove off. "she can't see?" He stared a little in shock in the direction she drove off in for a while longer then got in his Charger and drove home.
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ghost drove to her place and got onto her comp. and looked up the FBI near here, she had a specially modded computer that instead of lights it put out sound so she could see what she was doing. after a bit she heard the director and smiled, she stood up and flew tward his home
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*a large blue and white wolf pulls up to wolfgang's garage in his red 86 supra and steps out the door* "hey, i heard there was supposed to be some good racing around here"
(funny thing is i actually own a supra =P http://i302.photobucket.com/albums/nn95/dakotadavies92/PDR_0252.jpg (http://i302.photobucket.com/albums/nn95/dakotadavies92/PDR_0252.jpg) )
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ghost flew and landed at his house he said to make it look like suicide, so she created a stone person and controled it, it ran into the directors house and clubed him on the head, and dropped the rock arm so it looked like he used it him self. the rock figure ran out and dissaperated. the director was taken out of the house by her, he was nocked out, then flew back and listened for paul, he wanted to do whatever that was fine with her, alsong as he was taken care of permentaly. if he didn't take care of it she would. "paul" she asked listening for him
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AS Wred drove past wolgangs garage to gt to his own warehouse he noted one hell of an old Supra piloted by a familiar looking fur. He pulled his Charger into the lot and greeted his old friend Dakota. "Hey 'Kota, long time no see."
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*goes over and hugs wred* "yeah no kidding... i missed ya"
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ghost listens around and sighes, she then put the out cold man in her car and she got inside and drove to wolfy's garage, he might know where she could find wred
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"I missed you too, buddy." Paul says as he hugs Dakota back. "I'm glad to see you finally put some money into that old supra. So where have you been hiding?" Wred asks as ghost pulls up.
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*goes and shuts his car off, then stands by wred*
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*sees a white and blue wolf pull up to his garage* "yeah, plenty of races going around." he said opening a garage door.
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*goes over to wolfgang* "oh? what kind of cars out racin tonight?
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"There's a tuner/muscle car drag at the abandoned airfeild, circuit races in the city, and canyon runs in the canyons." he said walking over to his workshop near the back.
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duo walked inside and set down the knocked out inspector "hey guys, wred is this the guy you wanted" she asked nudging the unconcious human "hello" she said to wolfy and dakota
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*waves to duo* "ehh... not much into canyons but if someone wants to meet me down at the air strip ill race them"
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I got tired of driving around the city and headed back towards the car shop that i was at earlier.I turned my cars cd player on and played 'Closer to the Sun' - Slightly Stoopid.I began to hum as i continued to drive.
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duo looked around, "jhey wolfy do you have those shocks i sent for a few weeks back yet"
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"THey should be in Back Ghost, but do you want me t help get this guy in a chair? I want to make sure that this all works out." Wred Grabs the administrator by the wrists and tries to lift him with not much of a difference.
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(dude it's wolfys garage, let him tell me where the parts are please, it's a pet peave)
duo set out a chari and passed paul some cable, and looked around for wolfy "so dude can i have my shocks"
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Wolf came back with the stuff that Duo asked for and gave them to her. Wolf went over to the camaro that he has been working on and inspects it.
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(sorries)
"THanks much," Wred says as he then slumps the unconcious human into a chair. He binds him with the cables and sets a laptop in front of him. He opens a live video conference with members of the supreme court andhis bosses from the secret service. After a long drawn out debate on his crimes the supreme court as well as his superiors give him the go ahead and he publicaly exicutes the man, via an internet broadcast. He then looks straight to the camera and says: "To those of you who had illegal dealings with this man, know that we have your names and you will be arrested, the corruption of american government ends here." THe other members of the garage watch on in shock as Paul calls up the police and gives the exact location of where they are, as well as asking for a coroner to come and take away the corpse f the extremely crooked FBI administrator.
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Wolf walks over to a desk and slips a gun in his pocket unsure of what to do about Wred as he gives the exact location of his garage.
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"wolfy get in the car were leaving" duo said the gun on her arms strating to spin "why would you lead them here, i told u feds can't be trusted" she said looking at wred and then at wolfy "we can stay and work at my garage, WTH man" she said debating about taking aim at paul then and there
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Wolf reached into his pocket and grabbed his keys but didn't get in his car, he pulled out his pistol and took aim at Wred.
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"I have authority over the people coming, they cannot do anything to you, I've already made all your warrts dissapear, and everything here is legal. quit freaking out!" Wred takes a step ad shoots out his arms, snatching the weapon away from Wolfgang. "Seriously think about what you are doing, Wolfgang." >:|
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"he's doin what i would do if my shop got showed to a supreme court, had a man shot in the head in his shop, and now has police comming over, heavily armed, street racing is illeagle, just modding thease cars will give more than a few cops reason or insentive to freaken haul us away" duo said poping out a pistol and aiming it at paul "this is why people arn't friends with people on the other side of the fence"
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Wolf looked at Wred and nodded. Wolf looked over at Duo. "Stand down Duo." he said placing a paw on her gun and pushed down gently.
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"wolfy" duo glaredat her life long friend "come on, it's ure place and he invites cops over with out telling you, he could have freaken left us out of this" she saiddebating whether or not to bring the pistol back up
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"I know, I have my car outside and I have another gun in my desk." he said glaring at Wred.
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duo glared at wred and poped the gun back into her fore arm. she clicked her keys, she was ready to run. she eyed the emergency smoke gernade on the wall...
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Wolf walked over to the desk again and slipped a .45 caliber pistol in his pocket and closed the garage door.
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Wred was trying his best to difuse the situation but he felt that it was getting messy. "Look, guys please, your histories are clean now, the only one here with any record of being arrested right now is me, okay? THe cops that are coming are lackies that have no idea what is happening anyway, rthey only know they are here to confirm the first public death penalty sentance carried out via televison. Now look, you guys should just calm down and let me handle this, alright? no one is going to be snooping around and no one is going to be arresting you or confiscating any of your stuff." Wred set Wolfgangs gun on the floor at his feet as an ambulance and black and white squad rolled up outside of the garage.
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Wolfgang watched as Wred set the gun down on the floor and Wolf reached into his pocket and set his gun down on the desk. "I can't let you get arrested." he said as he put the gun back in the drawer.
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"so u have our criminal records" she spat at wred hedid a bit of snooping, that car wasn't wolfys fault after the heat came down, this guy had been a free loader all along
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"I HAD THE F***ING COPS CLEAR YOU"RE GODDAMN RECORDS!!!" WRed shouts, as a lone officer follows a pair of emt's into the garage.
"Is this him?" One of the emt's asks, walking up to the nearly headless fbi agent Wred had executed. Wred nods and the emt gives the body one look and nods, not even checking for a pulse. there was no brain for it to have any sort of life.
THe cop walked up to Wred and asked him several questions and took several notes. Wred gave him a memory card with a svae file of the execution and trial on it. THen the cop left. THe emt's put the bloody pink body of the dead fbi agent in a body bag and carted it out. Not much longer and a few hazzmat people came in and cleaned up the area about where the fbi agent was killed, than they left too.
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(lol no partial sensoring lol jk)
duo glared at paul after every one left. this guy was too out there. too crazy and loose to be here safley, he randomly shown up, got all our records, uses our tools and stays here. and he brings cops here, he could at least bring them to his place, leave us out of it, she pulled wolfy aside and bent her head in tward his like a huddle "yo man i don't think i'd be smart to keep this guy here" she wispered just loud enough for wolfy to hear her.
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"Duo, he cleared my record, you know I already went to jail before." he said. "I know you don't trust him but I kinda do, so please don't speak for me."
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"i didn't speak for you i'm saying i don't trust this guy" duo said her eyes shifting to paul "how do u know he cleard our records, he said he was the only one witha record of them, RECORD" she reinstated still wispering. she would follow wolfy, he was her lifelong friend, but still, she had to get her point across, she really was getting a bad vibe from this guy and she had to tell him. "the cops haven't gotten us in years, ok u got out a while ago, they would have stopped us by now, ure not the only one who had it bad with the government" she said remembering why she was here.
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"I kinda get a bad vibe from this guy too but he stopped the police from closing down my other garage." he said. "The only reason I'm racing is for my dad." he said remembering him.
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duo was silent for a moment remembering wolfys dad, he was a good man. "still" she said not letting this go so easily. she gave out trust to those who earned it, so far this guy hadn't.
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"I loved him, he wanted to race for him." he said.
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"uggg" duo said, frustrated, she would fight later, right now she would like to sleep "i'll continue this tomarrow man" she said tiredly walking to her car.
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Wolf watches Duo leave. Wolf leaded on the wall and looked over at Wred. "I trust you Wred."
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"THat's good to know Wolfgang," Wred said, leaning back against his Charger and taking a long drag from his ciggarette. "Look, I know you guys don't trust me because i'm quote un quote 'in with the man' but if you want me to leave, I'm cool with that." Wred took another long drag and looked at his hands. "37 years I've been doing this, going around, saving good people from our corupt government. I hate it." He sighed and hung his head, taking yet another long drag. As he exhaled he spoke again. "I never thought I'd end up FBI, but they cornered me after I had done something a lot like this back in the eighties."
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"wred, you protecting me from the heat is the best thing anyone has ever done for me." he said taking a beer from the minifridge.
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"Thanks man," :lovestruck4: WRed smiles and stomps out his smoke before sticking it in an ash-tray. "Hey, I want to show you something."
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"What is it?" wolf asked as walks over to Wred and sips his Corona
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"My collection, It's on the edge of town, but I have some whips there you might be interested in." Wred says, "If you want we could even open up some sort of big i don't know, tuning shop and store, help out the rest of the littls guys running around in stock civics thinking their the "shit"."
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"That's cool." Wolf said. "Should we get going now?" he asked as he finished his corona
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"Sure, you wana take the silvia or the charger or one of yours??"
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"Lets take the silvia." he said putting on his tranchcoat.
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"Sweet, ti me to test out that rb26 i installed last week." Wred smiles and walks over to the little wide bodied white and silver S-13 coupe he bought off Wolfgang earlier in the year.
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Wolf got into the Silvia and waited for Wred.
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WRed opened the light weight carbon fiber door to the silvia and sat himself down in the form fitting sparco seats. "Buckle up man, it's gonna be a fun fast ride." Wred smiled and twisted the key, firng up the little 2.6 liter i6 and revving it up, spooling up the 45mm hks turbos. THe little motor screamed and died backdown to a hapy burbling idle. "Well thats good, it all works... now lets see here..." Wred put the little silvia in reverse and backed out of the garage and onto the street and drove towards his garage.
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Wolf buckled his seatbelt and put on his red tinted goggles as the sun was beginning to set.
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Wred smiled as he upshifted and slammed them both back in there seats, the high revvinng sixer kicking into full boost and jumping forward with a start. WRed hooped and slammed the shift knob forward and put it in second, the sppeometerr climbing up to sxty and beyond, the tachometer snapping up to higher digits and the tires screaming in protest to the huge amount of power being churnned out by the well tuned nissan motor.
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Wolf's body was pushed in the seat as Wred pushed the limits of the silvia.
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"Time to go sideways..." WRed says, twisting the wheel and breaking the rear end loose, drifting around a nintey degree corner.
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Wolf gripped the door handle as Wred drifted around the corner.
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Deciding that every thing wor4ks after his little jaunt up to high speeds, Wred slows down to the speed limit and glances at Wolfgang. "So, what do you think, man? Is this car great now or what?"
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"she runs great." he said looking at wred, his eyes hidden behind his goggles.
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Wred nods. "Alright," He says with a smile. "Hmm... looks like we're over heating a little, we'll need to check that out when we get to my garage." Wred looks at his gps unit and sees he's two blocks away from his garage. He drives up to it and pulls onto the parking lot just as the engine dies and steam begins to leak out from under the carbon fiber hood and its many vents. "Aww poop!" >:|
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duo gets out of bed, and takes out a wratchet and starts working on the suspension of her evo once she rolls it up on a lift
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Wred quickly snatches the fire eqtinguisher and jumps from the nissan as flames start lighting through the grill openings and making the carbon fiber hood sag....
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we are
"we are the shaken (shaken)
we are the monsters (monsters)
underneath your bed
yeah
believe what you read
we are
we are mistaken (staken)
we are the voices (voices)
inside your head
yeah
believe what you see"
duo sings monsters by matchbook romance as she finds some sheet metal to add to her car
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Wred rips the hood open just as it starts to melt and jets the fire suppressing foam into the flaming engine bay. "I hate coolant fires!!" :boom:
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Wolf looks at the engine. "I hate coolant fires too."
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"ure in a strange part of our town" she sings drifting around her track "our lives are changing lanes ya ran me oof the road, trhe wait is over i'm not drowning fast enough"
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THe fires out now and Wred sighs as he lights a smoke. "Well Wolfie, yiou want to help push 'im into the shop?" Wred points a thumb back at the garage styl door of his shop, an almost rundown lookin place in an old industrial area, a sign on the door painted on with faded matt black spray said "welcome to the bears den, yiffers!"
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"Yeah, I'll help." Wolf said as he looked over at the rundown garage.
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"Alright let's just..." Wred mumbles and opens the garage door then pushes the burnt out Silvia into the run down garage. Inside It still looks kind of rundown, the insulation hanging from the walls. There are a few holes in the walls, and the entire building holds the musk of two *censor bar*ing males. The first thng Wolfgang sees is a large shirtless Grizzly wrenching on a '73 AMC Gremlin, with much money under it's hood. Wred smiles as he and Wolfy get the car safely in the shop and the dorr closed from the colld wind outside. "Maela!" He shouts cheerfully and running over to the big Grizzly.
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apollo walks down the street, she see's a garage and an old silvia getting pushed inside, she notices how familar it is and walks to the door and turns into a human form again and opens the door, she takes a breath to say high to wolfy, but her nose burns "aggg" she turns into a tortis and walks back outside. once outside she turns back to a human and calls wolfy. her nose burned
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Wolfgang looks at the AMC gremlin, he was never really impressed with AMCs that much. "how much power does that AMC have?"
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Maela (the big grizzly) shrugs as he looks at Wolfgang. "I'm not sure, but the little yiffer is a fast sonnuvamother." Maela cracks a smile. Wred gets the little burnt out silvia into a stall and then looks at wolfgang.
"Any one you want, your choice, free of charge. Consider as a reparation dor the stuff I said to you when we first met." Wred smiles and waves an arm at the fleet of muscles and tuners filling his spacious garage.
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Wolfgang checkls out some of the muscle cars, examining each one.
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apollo hopped in her evo and drove to the dealer ship to trade her car in for money
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"So wich one are you thinking of, Wolfgang?"
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"i'm not sure yet." he said as he looked them over.
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"Well I'll give you time then. I'm going to go in back with Maela." Wred smiles at the other fox and takes the bears arm and leads him towards the office in the back of the shop.
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Wolfgang inspects every car, trying to find he right one.
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apollo opens her phone and calls up wolfy "pick up man"
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Wolfgang hears his phone going off and he answers it. "Talk to me."
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"yo wolfy i'm gonna trade in my evo for money and scrap, how much do ya think i can get for it" she asked
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"Why are you scrapping your car?" he asked.
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"cause i was gonna start on a new way to get around, and that requires parts and tools and money and that kinda stuff" she said checking her next investment on her HUD in her helmet
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*Maela walks back out of the room with a smile on his face after several hours* Hey wolfy, wred asked what car you wanted if you've even chose yet. *grabs miscellaneous tools and goes back to work on his 73 AMC Gremlin* O yeah btw here are my cars specs...
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1/4 Mile ET: 9.051
1/4 Mile MPH: 146.340
1/8 Mile ET: 5.766
1/8 Mile MPH: 122.530
0-60 Foot ET: 1.430
Temperature F: 67.0
Car Make: AMC
Car Model: Gremlin
Car Year: 1973
Engine: 406/chevy
Turbos: no
Supercharger: no
Boost Control: no
Intercooler: yes
Nitrous System: NOS
Nitrous Shot: 200
Pistons (rotors): venolia/ 13.5 custom
Rings (seals): hellfire
Heads: Brodix track 1's (old design)
Connecting Rods: Comp Cam roller
Intake & Air Filter: Brodix
Headers / Downpipe: Schoenfeld
Exhaust: 3 1/2 owner fabbed with dynomax bullets
Carburetor: BG goldclaw
Ignition: Mallory Hy-fire VIIc
Spark Plugs: Autolite
Gas: Torco 118 NOS
Transmission: Glide
Clutch/Torq Conv: ATI convertor
Shifter: Hurst auto 2
Gears: 4:33
Wheels: Weld
Tires: 10.5Wx 29.5 M/T
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(no one has posted on here in a while)
*Maela hops into the front seat of his Gremlin and makes it roar to life* Any one up for a race?
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"why not? I'd love to see what your amc will do" Wred smiles and jumps in his foxbody (tricked with 429 and twin turbos) mustang and guns it to life. "You know the conditions, love" Wred giggles and winks at the big bear.
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Sure do *smiles and revs the engine cranking the RPMs to the red line* Ready? *rolls out of the parking lot to the middle of the street where he proceeds to spin the car around waiting for Wred to join him*
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Wred isn't quite as showy as Maela as he simpy pulls up to a stop light.
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*Maela flashes a toothy grin and awaits the red light to turn green spinning his tires making the street fill with smoke* Anyday now light....
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the loght gpes greeen, where as with maeas to tall of gearing makes his tires burn down, wred's shortened gears and fresh rubber bite concrete instantaneusly