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I just take a moment. A sigh, breathless little moment before remembering I'm not alone in the car. Shake it off. "Ok, let's go get 'er," I gun the engine and turn the wheel towards the road North. Cut across the salt flats outside the Depot where …
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[CINCH] Opening my brain to the feed: +2Cool (Weather Eye) (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 4, 1. Total: 7) xp(1)
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"Yeah," I just answer Sony with one word as my mind is elsewhere. I could ask Sony where he thinks she's gone, but I don't really expect much help. It feels like she wanted to get lost. As we pass through the throngs of fans I go over Mimi's weir…
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'If she dies, she dies?' that phrase pisses me off. But I keep it inside. "Allright? Play it cool, we'll be back with Mimi," I ask Ace, the tensions in the air, I hope, defused at least a little. Another look at Joe's Girl to remind myself what's a…
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For a second I think I catch a glimpse of Sierra up in the stands and you know, for whatever reason I don't want her to see me scrappin' and throwin' down. Turns out... yeah it's not Sierra up there after all, but the feelings all the same. Manipu…
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Not having this. I step out in front, "Hey!" I shout loudly, head tilted to one side, "aren't you a curly wolf! Your gal Mimi just booked outta here middle of the match, right out'the door!" I extend an arm and point towards the exit Mimi took. "So…
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I didn't realize we lost someone. That puts a serious look back on my face, this game isn't supposed to be lethal. Not usually. I nod gravely and clash Ace's shoulder. I secure my car and follow the team over to the UFers. Game face back on. We kno…
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"Whoop!" I down the windows and holler to Ace and the others. "Yeah some match! You guys didn't let 'em near us, Ace!" I pull into the Skorpions staging area, feel that glare from the UF crowd. Wonder if they bet against me? Not smart fellas! But …
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The hell? I hold onto Roark as he grabs that last flag. Props to him, right? What a rider! But Mimi? Hell I'm in the game here and I'm not bailing on my team but that's mad weird right there. I thought she'd be after me but... ok I may have to go …
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With Mimi off my ass and the other cars held up by our team captain, that gives me the chance I need. Speed will win us this (like it wins everything) and I gun it... let's see Roark show his stuff with a high speed grab, to the goal, then circle an…
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[CINCH] Going aggro with the car +0 handling. (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 6, 2. Total: 8)
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Mimi would have to spend a good fifteen minutes to get that sword through my armor, but yeah she could do some damage to Roark, or the flag... flag in pieces ain't a flag. Right? But Mimi on her bike is pretty ambitious closing in on my side. I lo…
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[Cinch] Rough terrain! +2 Cool (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 6, 3. Total: 11) xp(5) Advance!
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Yeah Mimi! Take that you murderin' rocksucker! Feels good when he takes the flag and I can feel the adrenaline pump. The engine roars, dampers whine and this is livin' like it's meant to be! "Gotta cut through the rough, Roark! Hold on!" I peel le…
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[Cinch] Outdistance another vehicle: (Rolled: 2d6+4. Rolls: 4, 6. Total: 14) Minus her speed, probably one or two?
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Go! Not messing around, I throw her into gear and hit the gas... I let Ace beat me off the line by a hair, but that's just courtesy to the captain. Quick as I can I leap out ahead and aim for the first flag, Mimi on her bike is a threat to Roark mo…
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I roll slowly up to the starting area, flick off the strobes (I'm not that much of a show-off, not really) and get my game face on. Nod to Ace and slap Roark on the thigh as he gets in position. I can outpace those cars, and although Mimi's a threa…
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I don't get in on the shouting but it draws a look and a smile, a nod at Ace and I return Joe's Girl's smile by raising my goggles for a moment to look back and she catches me feeling pretty nice and nostalgic and showing it on my face. Roark leaps…
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I'm all helmet on, goggles down. I don't let nobody see my eyes before the match. I'm part of the car... scratch that. Car's part of me... and I don't plan to step out until this thing is won. Joe's girl is sitting on the fender of the El Camino, l…
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Feels awkward for a moment, but I'm not having any of that. I walk up to Joe's Girl and give her a brief hug with one arm around the neck and shoulders, foreheads touch. Then offer the other arm to Roark. "Come on, first one's on me," let's do a l…
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I roll slow after Ace, let the UF folks take a good look as I leave the field. I answer Roark after a long breath, he stinks of drink which doesn't bother me so much except when you need to be on point. Don't show up like this for the match. "Sor…
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I idle and listen, Ace is my team captain as long as I'm in this event. "Let's call it a day then," I say to Roark, reach over and pull on his belt (or whatever) to pull him into the seat. Do my best to ignore the chanting outside. "Fipper," I mu…
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That's them all right. I can see the colorful union jack logo stand out from across the arena. Mimi has it on her helmet, others on a jacket, patches wherever or even tattooed across their face. Not sure how they arrived on that for a coat of arms..…
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I admire his stance, the guy's got guts at least, putting the body at risk out there. I'll give him my best. (Was there any doubt of that?) Acting under fire: (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 3, 6. Total: 11)
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Roark makes me smile in the inside complimenting the car. I wonder if it's the newest car in the prison? Probably. But let's hope Roark has some skills. It's hard doing this from a passenger window, easier from the bed of the game truck. This'll be…
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Why of all people is Ace using my given name? I just smile and head to the El Camino, run a hand along the edge of the roof as I walk past to the door. "Let's make it real, Ace, set 'em up and we'll take 'em down!" I stop at the door and beckon Roa…
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Little shake of the head, "nothin' to apologize for long as you don't show it in the game." Hope not. "Sorry to hear about your driver. Hope I can live up to her." Driver got taken out in a match? That's harsh. "Hey Ace, can we take'er out? Get a …
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Empty streets are a treat. Actually. Feels dreamy-weird and I like to watch the heat-illusions dance in the distance as I drive. In the height of the scorch I allow myself a touch of AC from time to time... little blast on the face for a few minutes…
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That makes me a bit nervous too, but it must just be the lingering threat posed by the UF presence. The threat of open conflict. It shouldn't cost lives of the 'stoppers... but it could. Keep your fight out on the sand, people... if you absolutely m…
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Nope. Think we're done here. Gas up, get a bite, say hi to the garage crew and gtfo!