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==The Plan== | ==The Plan== | ||
Driving into the veritable scrap metal fortress, M3chan1c got a treat as to what the wild-wasteland of Puyallup could look like, hard spikes, flaming torches, and crude spray-painted graffiti. Stepping up to the front door, he managed to get a hold of a position in the next demolition derby from the rather surly dwarf seated by the main gate. Making his way in, he started to look over the other drivers, starting up some minor conversations. | |||
His opponent, driving the jet-engine powered Phoenix, was a goblin man named Crazy Craig, a wild-eyed demo-racer who took the place of his last friend, Larry, whose violent death he described in great detail to the runner, among other gory details surrounding the area. | |||
The second rider seemed to be a rather aloof woman, laying atop the military trailblazer and watching the night sky to settle down, she went by the name of Lunatic Lucy, and simply explained herself as a driver who wanted to relax for a moment before the race began, after a bit of small talk about Craig and the races, she gave him a hint that killing another driver would split his reward in half. | |||
Stepping up to the last driver, M3chan1c tried to shoot the breeze with the tall, serious-looking Oni standing in front of it. Trying to disregard the nosy human, he simply told him to 'fuck off' in Russian, though, he was quickly surprised as M3chan1c replied to him in his own tongue, calling him out for the rude gesture. Changing his demeanor, the pair began a somewhat cold, but far more polite conversation than before, talking a bit about the modifications on their vehicles, followed by some advice from the driver, suggesting the runner look out when they meet on the track, warning him that he wasn't afraid to take a half-award if it meant he would win. | |||
After grabbing some of the best hot-dogs this side of Puyallup, M3chan1c caught sight of a commotion behind his vehicle as a rather muscular Orc hoisted up a scrawny human, a brick of C4 explosives dropping from his hands as he was hurled out of the arena, with M3chan1c simply slipping into his car to observe the crowd forming around the pile of explosive material before the race began. After going through a thorough inspection of the runner's vehicles, the drivers were approved for the race. After a short wait, the announcer began to introduce the drivers, each one performing a short display of their driving prowess before moving to their corners of the arena. On the countdown, the drivers all got ready, their engines roaring as the starting horn blared. | |||
==The Run== | ==The Run== |
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Summary
Background
The Meet
M3chan1c got an unexpected call from Granny Tusk early in the morning, interrupting his cyberdeck modification. According to her, she got a call from one of her grandchildren, stating they needed help finishing a job they had been overwhelmed during. Knowing the value his fixer held for her family, he quickly packed up his work and drove out to the location, an old mechanic's shop in Puyallup.
Arriving at the run-down location, the runner stepped in, meeting up with a pair of orcs, one who seemed to be busy performing medical procedures, with the other being a mutilated mass of a metahuman, missing multiple limbs that had been recently patched up. He spoke up, explaining that recently there had been an incident involving the Ancients, causing his current condition in order to keep him from participating in a race later on in the evening. The race was actually a demolition derby, hosted by a gang known as the Reck Racers, the reward was 40k, a reward that would be split evenly between the runner, and Johnson, to be used on a set of new cyberlimbs.
After failing to negotiate free parts for later repairs should he need them, M3chan1c made his way along, hopping in the car and driving off to the race.
The Plan
Driving into the veritable scrap metal fortress, M3chan1c got a treat as to what the wild-wasteland of Puyallup could look like, hard spikes, flaming torches, and crude spray-painted graffiti. Stepping up to the front door, he managed to get a hold of a position in the next demolition derby from the rather surly dwarf seated by the main gate. Making his way in, he started to look over the other drivers, starting up some minor conversations.
His opponent, driving the jet-engine powered Phoenix, was a goblin man named Crazy Craig, a wild-eyed demo-racer who took the place of his last friend, Larry, whose violent death he described in great detail to the runner, among other gory details surrounding the area.
The second rider seemed to be a rather aloof woman, laying atop the military trailblazer and watching the night sky to settle down, she went by the name of Lunatic Lucy, and simply explained herself as a driver who wanted to relax for a moment before the race began, after a bit of small talk about Craig and the races, she gave him a hint that killing another driver would split his reward in half.
Stepping up to the last driver, M3chan1c tried to shoot the breeze with the tall, serious-looking Oni standing in front of it. Trying to disregard the nosy human, he simply told him to 'fuck off' in Russian, though, he was quickly surprised as M3chan1c replied to him in his own tongue, calling him out for the rude gesture. Changing his demeanor, the pair began a somewhat cold, but far more polite conversation than before, talking a bit about the modifications on their vehicles, followed by some advice from the driver, suggesting the runner look out when they meet on the track, warning him that he wasn't afraid to take a half-award if it meant he would win.
After grabbing some of the best hot-dogs this side of Puyallup, M3chan1c caught sight of a commotion behind his vehicle as a rather muscular Orc hoisted up a scrawny human, a brick of C4 explosives dropping from his hands as he was hurled out of the arena, with M3chan1c simply slipping into his car to observe the crowd forming around the pile of explosive material before the race began. After going through a thorough inspection of the runner's vehicles, the drivers were approved for the race. After a short wait, the announcer began to introduce the drivers, each one performing a short display of their driving prowess before moving to their corners of the arena. On the countdown, the drivers all got ready, their engines roaring as the starting horn blared.