NationStates Jolt Archive

It was a beautiful evening in Northampton, one of the most beautiful cities in Imitora. Parts of it bordered on a neo-Tokyo, with its own Wangan, city streets, buildings of overly large size, and clubs, a neon jungle of sorts. In other parts, it was a beautiful suburban paradise, with houses larger than some government mansions, balconies that overlooked the ocean, and a rather polution free sky. A paradise for all, yet on this beautiful night, no one took care to notice.

For at the Water Tiger, Northamptons most luxurious hotel, every one who was anyone, and anyone who was anyone, and in all other cliches, was inside the large confrence center. Booths were set up, tables set, and loud, ambient style Psy Trance blasted from several speakers. More specifically, Infected Mushrooms' Converting Vegitarians. In some portions of the room, people danced to the odd, yet addictive, beat.

In other parts of the room, cars were being showcased, as neon lights bathed the vehicles in a ambient glow, and laser lights flickerd across the room. The stainless steel and chrome was in effect. Smoke machines poured fog out, in an attempt to highlight the cars, both visually stunning, and pleasing in teh performance department. Jettas tuned to hold with Vipers, Bimmers that blew the doors of some top end drag and street cars, Acuras that would scare the hell outa Mustang Cobras, and Nissans that made people think that SS stood for super slow.

As the beat continued thumping through the auditorium, Andrew wandered around, wearing an all black tux, with a silver vest and tie, looking at the cars. Amazing, all of them. To him, they were all masterpieces of art. All created by the ubergeniouses at Northampton Import Performance Solutions, owned by his new found mentor, Robert Fortier. He couldn't wait to see what the big show was about. His eyes wandered over the crowd, and he approached James, his partner in crime, and racing. He, like his companion, coulndn't wait to see what Robert had done with their cars, but he knew it would be good.

"Yo, man, whats up?" he shouted, holding his hand up waving, trying to get his attention. He held a drink in his other hand, a Corrona. Everyone in Imitora had to love the 19 year drinking age.

OOC: If your wondering whats going on, the original thread was lost in the corss over. This thread is about the night life and day life in Imitora's nicest, most prestigious city-Northampton. Like I said, the city is a mix between Orange County and Tokyo. Feel free to drop in a character and a car or story or whatever, as Street racing is HUGE in Imitora, specially Northampton.

BUMP, cuz I know I cannot be the only one on NS into this stuff.

Salvatore Tuciello's RSX circled around the city trying to get a feel for the streets. It was not his first time in Northampton, but he still didn't know his way around. He had to feel this road, to race these streets in his sleep. If he couldn't do that, then all the years and money that went into this car would be for nothing. Honestly, what was the fun in beating some FIATs back in Saldenia...sure the occasional Ferrari was fun, but even he got bored of life in that lane. So he shifted gears and moved to Imitora, where street racing was almost the national pastime, and where he could finally feel like he belonged.

Eventually he found his way to the Water Tiger, where he read about the exhibition tonight in the local newspaper. He parked his car and entered the lobby to the hotel, completely unaware that this was the very same place that great leaders only years before cemented the alliance between this nation and his home country.

"Ladys and gentlemen...DJ IRENE!!!" an anoucner shouted as a bulky blonde woman with a mohawk stood behind a set of turn tables, spinning up a new song. A group crowded around the DJ booth, and started dancing with the hard beats. Lasers and lights strobed as Robert left the room, and walked out onto the viewing floor.

He felt a sense of pride, eighty percent of the cars here were his creations. Elizabeth, of course, was no where to be found, of course that was expected. She wasn't into cars, in fact, she and Robert shared very little in common. She was probably off in another room, flirting or trying to make friends with someone with tons of money. He pushed the thought out ofhis head, and went back to looking at a Supra with a Ninja motif. From one angle, it was black, but another, it was a very shiny silver. It was one of the first he had tuned, and he felt a hand fall on his shoulder.

"It was our first time," the female voice said. He turned, and found himself looking into the eyes of a young brunette girl. She chuckled, then looked back at the Supra. "So when are we gonna get on that big project of yours?"

Robert smiled. "Soon enough." He looked over, and saw Salvatore. He walked over, and held out his hand. "Hey, my name is Robert, this is my asistant Holly," he said, introducing the half spanish, half itallian girl. "I havent seen you around before, you knew around here?"

"Hey, I'm Sal. Just got into town, From Agrigento originally. Boring stuff there though, I like it much better here", he said, eyeing the numerous beautiful women. So many blondes, he thought. "Looking for some Rice Burners to beat..."

Robert nodded. "Yeah. Hell, if it weren't illegal, Street racing would be an actual listed sport, and we'd have national championships in it." he looked around at the room. "I'm the owner of Northampton Import Performance Solutions, the one throwing this little shindig, so if ya need anythgin, just ask. Most of the cars you see around here I did, with the help of Holly here. Feel free to look around, touch, have fun. The two main event cars will be unvailed soon, so have fun, and chill."

Ben took the corner hard. His car skidded around . . .slid. . .almost brushed the guardrail on the side of the road. . .then roared off. Ben smiled. He still had the touch. Ben had been a streetracing addict in his previous home of Halmenat. But, after getting caught one too many times, he had been faced with potantial jail time. Ben left instead, he went to Northampton. With him he took his pride, his car. The car was seen with a sneer in some circles, but when it opened up, it eleicited awe. Ben had taken a simply Toyota Matrix and had modded the hell out of it. Engine overhuals, exhuast manifolds, override chips, forced superchargers, it was all there, even the NOS. Ben ramped up onto the high way and accelerated. He hit 140. . . 160. . .the car began to falter around 170, Ben hit the NOS. The car jumped and streaked forward. 200. . .210. . .the car suddenly died. Ben laughed. 210. It was good. He was here in street racing paradise.

At a red light, a Yellow Mitsubushi EVO VIII pulled up next to Ben's Matrix. The loud hard house blasted through four open windows, and the driver, a young Asian female looked over at the Matrix. She eyed it over, and turned down the music, shouting over to Ben. "Hey man, that was a nice run? Ya looking for a good time? Follow me!"

As the light turned green, she took off, slowly. This was a cop heavy area, and with the modified BMWs and Lexuses used, it would be hard even for the faster car to get away. The BOV hissed as the girl shifted, and lead Ben onto the highway, merging into traffic, and settling at a cruise speed around 95mph, decent considering the limit, was 60.

Ben grinned. "Thanks" he said "Its been a while since I've had the ability to do that, people were a bit high-strung about racing where I came from."

As she took off, Ben followed right along. Cruising at 95 wasn't bad, even if he felt it was slow. But still, he head recognized the signs. This was cop land. He had even seen a few of them, modified M series racers. Those thingw would be a pain to get away from. Even under the best conditions.

The area he was lead to was a dark parking lot, lit only by a few standing lights, and the headlights and neons from the several cars in the lot. Mostly a mix of Celicas and Civics, the odd EVO, such as the yellow one driven by the girl, dotted the lot, and a few STis also were parked. The song 'Like a Pimp' blasted out of the speakers of one of the cars.

The girl stepped out of the EVO VIII after shutting down, and brushed some dust of her bare stomach. She stood at 5'8, and was slim, with medium sized breasts (decently sized for an Asian), and black hair with dark red highlights that went slightly past her shoulders, pulled back into a pony tail. She wore atop that cut of just below her chest, and a pair of black leather pants that hugged her frame and were slightly lower than her hips, the strings of her thong visable. A tribal tattoo was inked at the small of her back, and stretched out almost to her sides, and her belly button sported a piercing.

She started to walk over to one of the other drivers, and nodded, then turned and walked back towards Ben. She held out her hand to shake his. "Amy Mitsuoki, how are ya?"

Her car was just as sexy, a yellow Mitsubushi Lancer EVO VIII, with royal blue neon glowing from underneath the car. The wheels, a set of Racing Heart S15s were painted graphite black, and the rims were polished. The hood was just like the stock hood, but the color revealed that his was a dry carbon fiber hood. Through the medium tinted black windows, red Sparco Racing Seats and an A Pillar gauge pod were visable.

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James turned around and smiled at Lutz. He wore white and baby blue tuxedo with a 1930's style dip hat:

"sup bro! gettin my drink on talkin to afew these females heh.."

He held a bottle of Coniac up in his left hand with a grin wide across his face..


Naudia stood at the far side of the formal party drinking martini's, she had already drank 1 too many. Tyrone wasn't there yet but he would be sure to show with this new mystery car people had been hearing about.

Tyrone Delentti turned Ross's car over and reved the engine, the nos injection hissed and smoke poured out the vents on the side pannels:

"what do you think Ross??!!" he yelled over the noise

Andrew smiled. "Yeah man, its a nice party. You know when Robs gonna unveil the cars?"
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Ross just grinned, and giggled. "Its....awesome..."

James shook his head:

"naww man but i can't wait to rip these streets up again..hows u and Naudia doin these days?"

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Tyrone smiled and climed out of the car:

"look Ross im starting a racing team of the best drivers in town..we split the earnings equaliy and work togeather...we can take over this whole thing buddy..i got drivers comming in from Japan and Germany...it's up to you.."

He let a devilish grin cross his face as he pointed at the Lotus across the room under a large cover...

Andrew shrugged. "I dunno man, she wont leave Tyrone, but at the same time, she wants to go out with me, and I aint gonna be part of a three some." He looked around, and caught sight of a Jetta that looked halfway decent. "I know what you mean, I wanna get back out there too."
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Ross looked around. "I dunno man. I mean, I'm not that good. But if you want me to drive with you, then I aint gonna say no."

Tyrone smiled and claped his hands togeather then scurried over to the Lotus:

"don't mention a word of this car untill we get on the street you understand..."

He yanked the sheet off to reveal the dark purple Lotus Elise with custom made body kit,18 inch Koning racing rims all chromed out,purple tinted windows with chrome components everywhare, Katana spoiler, G reddy high pro full exaust system...it looked hott as hell. Tyrone watched Ross's face:

"and buddy..i promise i will teach you everything i know about the game..and we will learn new shit from these Japs and German gentleman"

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James patted Lutz on the back then said:

"we gonna have to call Rob soon heh...that Delentti got sumthin up his sleeve man..he chalanged any one who wants to step for tuesday..rich fuck probally got a Lamborgini haha"

James stopped laughing when he realized he very well could...but even Tyrone wasn't that much of an asshole..

"what we doin after this pimp...." asked james

Robert leaned in close. "Man, I got some mad shit. Found out about some of the less desiarable street spots. Like, not in front of night clubs, but out by the warehouses. Talking all out type of stuff. Money changing hands, hot girls ready to get down, decent cars. I mean the real hot stuff." Andrew looked around. The dirty street racing that went down in the older districts of Northampton were some of the more dangerous places to go. "You in?"
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Ross nodded. The Lotus was nice, a little to much chrome, but still nice. "Sweet shit..." He stuck his head in the window, and looked at the interior. "Very nice. And yeah, count me in on your team."

Tyrone smiled and glared at the car with a loving look:

"great!"

He walked over and took off a vinal cover revealing a large chrome colored dragon going down the side of the body kit,there was a long lightening bolt going along it's belly:

"all our cars will have this but slightly differnt"

He revealed Ross's to him on the BMW:

"hard shit ey??"

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James nodded his head quickly then replyed:

"im in...Tyrone and his damn Supra can't take on all the cars in this city..he's f***** in the head man..for real..."

Bump!

Tyrone left the garage taking his Lotus for the first drive sence he got it. He drove at a conservitive 60Mph through the streets of Northhampton, He had the song "confessions-by usher" pounding on the sterio, then it changed to "I like that-Marques Houston,Nate Dogg,I-20 and Chingy", he kicked the car into secound jolting off.

His RPM's rose quickly, he shifted again going 130 in 3rd gear, he dropped and took the corner quickly speeding up again and back into third:

"haha yeah!"

The G Reddy Full boomed loudly and things flew by in flash. Tyrone wasn't in a good mood as he knew he lost Naudia, she hadn't called and he sure as hell wasn't going to call her..he had never kissed a girls ass like that..if she wanted him she knew where to find him...

As the Lotus shot by, Robert, who was on patrol, watched it. He made a few mental notes, then leaned over to Holly and nudged her. "You ready to get started?"

She nodded. "I still think we should just borrow Joe's Mclaren. I'm sure he wouldn't mind. Just a night or two."

"Nope. We need to use the new car. Show him how its done. Get on the phone to the right people. We start tommorow." He then stood up, and walked over to his 'scouting' car, a stock black Mitsubushi EVO VI. The older EVO was great for scouting.
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On the corner of Fifth and Youngman, Andrew and James stood by their cars. The unvieling early in the night had revealed their respective cars, the two new Asian shooters on the streets. Andrew's Integra had been fully overhauled, the engine sent to Mugen, and returned 100 horses happier, and 50 pounds lighter. Robert then had added a supercharger, a 50hp wet shot of NX Nitrous, full custom straight pipe exhaust, leaving out cats and resonators. Holley had gone to the nines customizing it, painting it a soft pearl white, dropping it on a set of graphite black Enkeis, and tinting the windows 90%black. The interior was done in full JSpec Type R trim, and the 'Acura' badges were removed, and replaced with Honda badges.

However, Andrew was more worried about the racing right now than the look of his car. He and James were supposed to come down tongiht, and own the place. However, with cars putting down large numbers of horses, and rediculous top speed numbers, he was somewhat frightend. However, as he watched the other type of trim walk by, his fears eased. Especially the cute Asian girl in teh Yellow EVO VIII.

It was at this moment that James' cell phone rang.

James picked up his cell phone while crusing down town cheaking out the fyne ass comming out of the club Energy:

"hola? whats good?"

he ajusted his earpeice so he could hear properly...

Tyrone Pulled up 5th and stopped on the side of the road watching other souped up cars pass by:

"where in the hell are they all going..." he thought aloud to himself..

he rubbed his bald head deep in thought..his team would be ready by tomorrow.

BuMP >> Imitora u are not on AOL?
COMMON PPL ....JOIN IN

OOC: Imitora can u gimmie the stats on James's new ride??

OOC: Yeah, I'm changing my screen name, and downloading the new version of AIM. James' car can run a 1/4 in 11.32 seconds, top speed is 170mph, max HP is 270 at 6500RPM, 210ftlbs tq at 5000RPM. Its TTed and juiced with a 50hp wet shot.

IC:

"James, its Robert. Listen man, I got a mad project I'm starting, and I want you to be in on it. See how it goes. Why don't you cruise on down here, and come by yourself. I think you'll understand the importance of this."

Robert stood in teh shop, looking at the E46 ///M3 on the stand. His last ///M3, and E36, topped out at 850hp, 840ftlbs tq, and a top speed of 180mph. This one was gonna be even better.

James replyed:

"aight man, i'll be there..gimmie afew im gettin in the car now peace bro"

James got in the car and looked at the interrior:

"shiiit...he went all out on this ride..and for free..."

He turned the car over and reved the engine, he almost melted to the sound of the High pro exaust system. He sped out of the parking lot turning on his Pulse street glow and the dark blue inside pulse lights to the music. He drove at a conservitive 60Mph through the streets of Northampton, the looks on peoples faces as they seen the car said it all...james just grinned:

"mad cuz you walkin heh..." he wisped to himself

He continued at a half decent speed when he was passing the Casino there was a group of extremly good looking girls out front, he dropped gears so the muffler would let off a loud boom of power which got their attention. He slowly powerd the windows down and creeped past them smiling right at them..he got the same reaction back.

All of a sudden he quickly shifted up jammin the car into 3rd gear speeding off into the night, he could still see the girls watching the the rearveiw so he started darting in and out of traffic:

"hell yeah!! haaa haaa" he yelled

15 minutes later he pulled in the garage parking lot to see the door open. He got out and walked in to the dimly lit room:

"Robert? you here man?? it's jay!"

Robert called out from around back in the shop. "Yo, Jimmy, I'm in the back." As James walked around to the back, he saw Robert and three other people. "Glad you could make it man. I wanna let you in on my little project." He walked around, and unlocked a door, and all three entered, followed by James. In one corner of the room, a Laguna Secca Blue Mclarren GT F1 sat, sitting on a set of black Koing 20in prophets.

"No, thats not it," he said, noticing the look on James' face. "I'm doing that for Joe Santrino, for the upcomming Imitora GP. First off, let me introduce you to some people." First, he motioned to the girl. "You remeber Holley, she did the interior/exterior design on the yours and Andrew's cars. Shes gonna be working with us on this too. Over here, we have Ryan Colsten and Andrew Hodge, from Dinan and UUC, respectively."

He lead the group over to a car on a lift, under a large tarp. With a hard tug, he pulled down the cover, and revealed a Carbon Black E46 ///M3. "This is Cassie. My new car. I burned out the clutch on the E36 at the track last week, and I picked this up earlier today. James, You gotta promise me you aint gonna tell anyone about this. At all." James just nodded. "We're gonna take this bad boy, and tune out over 1000hp. At the wheels."

It wasn't uncommon for cars to be putting out 1000hp at the crank, but at the wheels, that was at least 1500 at the crank. "I want you to help us out. Work with Holley on the styling, inside in out. Also, Im starting up my own little team. Couple guys I know from around. Japan, L.A., New York, Croton, and Faythside. Calling it Chaos. I want you to be on it with us."

James was speachless..all he could do was nodd his head yes then finally said:

"i..im in Robert..anything you need bro..im down...i was even thinking about peepin Tyrones Garage..word on the street is he making phone calls..today 3 cars were seen leaving crates on ships from Japan and Germany.."

He watched the others reactions:

"why the hell is he doing this...?"

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Naudia dialed Lutz's cell #, when he picked up she said:

"whats up Andrew..can't you call me anymore..i broke it off with Tyrone today.."

She waited for his reply....


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Tyrone sat in his Garage with his new drivers, 4 men from Germany and Japan:

"ok gentleman..this is how were gonna do it..we have 1 Lotus Elise stage 2 full, BMW Z8 stage 3 full, Auston Martin V12 Vanquish slightly over stage2, Nissian Skyline stage 2, last but not least BMW 318Ti stage 2 that i did myself..we are unbeatable gentleman..we own this city.."

The men looked around at all the hott rides that filled the garage and smiled as they knew the reality of it aswell as Tyrone did.

As Robert just stared at the car, Holley walked over and whispered in James' ear. "He just broke up with Elizabeth, dumb bitch was cheating on him. He needs this to keep his mind off her. And then again, theres also the 'why the hell not answer." She stepped back, and looked over to a computer.

"I'm thinking we keep it black, and add a lair of reflective silver, so that you can only see it when looking at it from an off angle. 19x9.0 BBS RS-GT2s up front, 19x10.5 in the rear. Dark purple, almost blue underglow, full black racing interior, and I'm working on the Chaos banner now. Why dont you handle the electronics onthe inside, like radio, dvd stuff, ya know?"

Meanwhile at Northampton South, the second largest port in Imitora, a crate was lowered off a ship, and a black Nissan Silvia S14 was rolled out. Visable stock, the driver, Kim Matsuke, knew other wise. Imitoran born, she moved to Japan to live with her gradfather back in 1999. Now, she was back home, getting a call from an old friend. She slid into the drivers seat, and accelerated away, teh BOV hissing as she shifted. This was the first of five. Robert and James would make seven in total. Seven, a lucky number, and in Imitoran history, the number of days of of Chaos before control was gained by the Imitoran Colony Militia in the Freedom revolution.
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By the time Andrew grabbed his phone, it had stopped ringing. He picked it up, and listend to the message. "Damn," he swore, and dailed Naudia's number. "Hey, you broke it off with Tyrone?"

Naudia spoke into the phone lowly:

"yeah..he was cheating on me for a month Andrew...with sum girl named Beautifull with 2 L's as she said..bitch.."

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James sat in the passenger seat wiring up the Ps2 console,after this he had a sterio to hook up complete with 15's,6X9's and tweeters..the 15s had a custom fibre box:

"hey Rob man, u want the Alpines,JL's,Kenwood or MTX 15's in here..you got em all..."

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Tyrone intraduced Ross to all the boys then said:

"we roll tonight..club on the corner of 5th and Young..we stay in a strait line never to be seperated..we call ourselfs M.O.M Men of Meyhem.."

Robert was underneat the car. He and Ryan were looking at teh exahust. The plan was to go with a true free flow exhaust. No cats, no resonators, just three inch piping all teh way back, with some tastefull stainless steel tips. Andrew was busy looking at the clutch lay out to get the strongest possible shift, with the optimal gear ratios. "JBL," Robert called out. He went back to studying the undercariage.

Meanwhile, Holley looked through the invantory, and found a set of BBS RS-GT2s, Diamond Black with a polished lip, in both sizes she was looking for. Other than looking bad ass, the stagerd set up would allow the monster ///M, or ///Monster as the project was called, to grab traction faster. She also worked a computer mouse, designing a Chaos graphic. A set of violet purple neons were on the way, and so were a set of Sparco black racing seats, and carbon fiber shift nob. She had already installed a set of billet aluminum pedals, posistioning them so that a heel/toe shift would be easier to grab.
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"I'm sorry," Andrew said to Naudia. "But hey, at least you got rid of the ass. what are you doin tonight?"
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Robert looked around, he felt almost outa place. Although it was nice, compared to the other cars, is little 1.8 liter Turbocharged Bimmer was nothing. But he was riding with the best, and felt comfortable with that.

Tyrone could sence Ross's feelings:

"it's alright buddy, you can pull your weight..if i thought u couldn't..you wouldn't be here"

All of a sudden Elizabeth walked in the garage, Tyrone watched Ross's jaw drop...

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James finished wiring the Ps2 console in then started on the full JBL system:

"2100wtt's of pure power up here Rob, she's goin in now.."

He wired the side pannel speakers for vocal only,everything else was connected to the Subs,6X9's and tweeters, Even the Ps2 Audio was hooked up to the system. The onboard computer had to be delt with aswell,cars systems had to be loaded up so they would be visible if offline while driving.

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Naudia slowly said:

"nothing..im pretty bored tonight...who's Elizabeth? i heard Tyrone in the background tell some Elizabeth girl to come on?..probally nothing.."

Robert looked at the wiring set up. His heart skipped a beat when he realized how much it would help, and he actually called James over. "Man, look at this, Andrew drew itup for us. Were gonna use a full custom Nitrous Power System. See, we're gonna have twin 100hp wet shooters in the trunk, feeding into the fuel system like a standard wet system. Then, another 25hp shooter is gonna feed into both Turbo systems, to get them to spool faster. Also, I orderd some very special Turbos, I'll show them off when they get here. Another nitrous system is gonna feed into both the intercooler and Cool Air Intake Box, in order to cool the air super fast, in order to get the max power out of each. The final piece is a simple style piece. I'm gonna set it to purge out the side vents whenever the Blow Off Valve does its thing, so that it looks tight. The CAI and turbo nitrous kits are gonna be mounted under the seats, keep them outa sight. Same with the BOV nitrous purger. The twin 100hp shooters are gonna be in the trunk."

Robert looked at the lay out, and made a mental note to order more steel braided wires.
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"Well, I'm at Fifth Street, so if you wanna come meet me, I'll be waiting," Andrew said into the phone. "Be nice to see a familiar face around here."
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Ross just smiled at Elizabeth. "Sup," he said, sliding into the drivers seat, and starting up his car. He needed a woman.

James nodded jotted afew things down on a note pad then got back in the car buisly working away:

"right on it Rob"

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Tyrone pulled Elizabeth in close:

"we ready to roll out now baby..lets move!!" Tyrone shouted

All the drivers got in their cars and left the garage in the strait line Tyrone talked about. Tyrone had his sterio pumped with the song "dream Theater-Infected mushrooms" as thew flew down towards 5th street, the pulse lights on the bottom of the Lotus moved with the intense beat. The cars picked up to 100Mph as they approached the club on the corner of 5th and Youngmann.

All the other street racers heard the music from far off over all the noise and looked to see the rides creepin in slowly now, Lee Sai powerd down his windows so people could get a glance at the expencive interrior, he then shot blue smoke out of his side pannel vents and came on to the gas while the car was in Neutral....

The drivers on Fifth were stunned. This was the place for the darker side of Imitoran street racing, where pride and honor were second to cash and sex. The drivers here were amazed to see something along the lines of an EVO, but these cars were out there. A few walked up close, and started checking out the cars, and another group kinda stayed back, waiting to figure out what was going on.

Andrew let his eyes trail over the cars. Nothing he could take easily. The Asian girl beside him leaned on her yellow EVO VIII. "Hot cars," she said, looking them over. "Outa my leauge." She simply leaned back on Andrew's car. "So when your girl gonna show up. I gotta get to my party, and it'd be cool if ya'll were there. She sounds real nice."

Tyrone got out of the car and so did all the other drivers in a strait line while the music still pumped:

"today is judgement day! anyone who wants to step bring it with everything you got!"

Chatter was loud now, Tyrone seen Andrew and winked while nodding his head, Elizabeth got out of Tyrones car and leaned on it. Finally a Italian man walked up to Lee Si:

"you got deep pockets yes?" he pulled a wad of hundreds out of his leather jacket

Lee Si smiled then held his middle finger up:

"my ring is worth more than that..how much u bet.."

The man smiled then pulled another wad of hundreds out:

"3500 take it or leave it.."

Lee Si grinned then pulled a wad of cash from his pocket aswell:

"im in..wheres your ride" he said

The man pointed to a Yellow blood red f1 Spider, this man was known as Diablo

Lee Si nodded and got in his car pulling up to to the lights where the white line was being sprayed now. Diablo pulled up beside him then reved up the engine..it sounded so clean and dangerous.

Everyone dead quietly watched eyes wide as the light turned green and the Ferarri sped off..Lee then took off after it after burning for a moment the BMW roared with power louder then the Ferarri's defening screech...

Diablo was ahead of Lee by at least 2 secounds, then Lee kicked her into 4th gear his front end matching with the F1's rear and slowly gaining..the whole car shook from the speed, Lee watched his RPM's rise then slammed up into 5th gear causing him to door to door with Diablos car,He looked over with a pissed off look then back at the road..Lee was tired of toying with him, he hit the Nos button and sailed off towards the finish, Diablo let go of the steering wheel in anger but realised bad idea! the F1 spun out of control and ran into a parked 18 wheeler on the side of the road.....

Andrew nearly gasped as the Ferrari plowed into the 18 Wheeler. He jumped in his car, and grabed his cell phone. The EVO girl was already gone. He punched in the number 1, hit talk, and then spoke quickly. "Naudia, its Andrew. There was an accident at Fifth, so were jettin. I found a hot party, meet me at this adress," he said, before giving off a quick adress.

Lee quickly flew back to the starting line and scooped his cash. He then sped off into the night with the rest of the crew with Tyrone leading.
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Naudia picked up the cell and heard what Andrew told her:

"o my god..is it bad?"

She walked out and got in her Lexus while on the phone still...

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James busily worked away at his task on hand when his cell rang:

"5th street bein locked down by cops..race is changing places tonight..be at this address fo tha party ****(what ever addy is)..Diablo got in a serious accident..one of the Northampton proformance racers... peace"

James then hollared out:

"Diablo got in a accident tonight rob..he might be dead..every1 took off after he crashed..."

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Diablo was trapped in the car as fire shot out of the engine, his legs were crushed into the block because it was right on his lap..there was nothing he could do now. The Nos hissed loudly as it was released:

Diablo then yelled "ahhhhhhhhhh"

The F1 then exploded in multicolored flames lifting off the ground, peices flying everywhare...the hardest racer on 5th street and friend of many was toast.

The fire crew sprayed the flamming wreckage with a foam designed to put out large fires, and the boddy was quickly pulled out. He was pronounced DOA, shrapnel from the exploding nitrous bottle had ripped into his body, tearing him to shreads. From that point on, Fifth would be a heavy patrol point by the police.
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Robert nodded at James over the news. He actually had no remorse over the loss. After all, when you raced, you took the risk. "Thats to bad," was all he said. He went back to talking to the Dinan rep over a SMGII performance tuning chip. The SMGII Sequential Manual Gearbox was one of very few true clutchless manuals, and the chip would help with the shift timming. The rep yawned, and Robert just nodded.

"Its party time then," Robert said, pressing a button. First, a sheet slowly descended over the car, then the car, on a lift, started to rise. It stopped at just over seven feet of the ground, and Robert walked over to Holly. "You wanna drive?" She nodded.

The walked around front, and Holley slid into a VW Golf R32, and robert slid into the drivers seat next to her. They pulled around back, pulling up next to James and his Civic. "You know how to get there?" Robert asked over the throaty rumble of the exhaust.
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"Yeah," Andrew said, pulling onto the highway. The EVO VIII was pulling away hard. His car was putting 290hp at the front wheels, the EVO VIII was putting around 400 at all four.

James tore off down the street heading towards the party, the loud roar of the Greddy full echoed through the night air. Because of the inncident earlier cops were everywhare making it hard to get anywhare too fast:

"it's gonna take me a month to get there..heh.." James grunted

When he fianlly pulled up to the front of the house people were already all over the yard and inside aswell. He got out of the Civic and gave props to the boys all around:

"any1 seen Andrew Lutz?"
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Naudia drove at 70Mph towards the given address, cops drove by but had better things to do than harass people tryin to go somwhare..her Lexus looked stock therefore no reason to bother her as they were after souped cars tonight to obtain info..She dialed Lutz's #:

"Lutz i'll be there in 10 minutes ok hun?cops are holding traffic up.."

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Tyrone and his boys rolled towards the party a little while later, they drove slowly and carefully so not to be stopped by the police. Tyrone spoke over their 2 way radios:

"avoid problems tonight boys..we don't need it..Ross you there hommie?"
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One of the guys out front looked up. "Yeah, kids inside somewhere."
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As Naudia arrived, she walked in, and Andrew was talking with the EVO VIII girl. She looked over, and introduced herself as Kim Retaga. She then nodded at Andrew, winked, then took the hand of another girl, and went upstairs.

"Hey, whats up," Andrew said, hugging Naudia.
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Ross took the same outlook as his brother. If you raced, you knew the risk. He shifted, then picked up the walkie talkie. "Yeah man, I got tail end covered. Nothing much goin on back here. Sup with you?"

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The VW Golf R32 was a true force to be reckoned with. Although based off the cheap, low end, and very slow Golf, the R32 was powered by a 6 cylinder 3.2 liter VR6. While no where near the power produced by the 3.2 liter in the ///M3, the VR6 in the Golf still had plenty of power. Holly's Golf benifited from a turbo charger, increased 3-inch straight exhaust with a twin performance muffler set up, short throw shifter, and and moddified CAI, all from Nuespeed. The chip and headers also came from Nuespeed.

The car cornered well, thanks to a tuned suspension, and the sound system was perfect. The interior had been redone to lighten the car and make it more comfortable, and had some light custom work. All in all, the car was quick, but not fast, and sexy, but not as much as such as a ///M3.

Naudia smiled and hugged him tightly..slightly discusted by the lesbian EVO driver she just grinned:

"im good..i heard what happened tonight..i feel so bad..but enough of that..tonight will be good"

She paused then continued:

"i heard about Tyrones new crew...leathal bunch of boys what?"

She then ran her fingers through her beautiful hair, she was dressed in a Basketball jersey dress with matching purse and steletto heels looking VERY perky

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Tyrone spoke back into the 2way:

"alright man, we will be there in 2 minutes"


The line of cars pulled up to the front of the house where everyone got out, random girls came out of nowhare and sat on their hoods. Tyrone had to call Elizabeth..he dialed the # and it rang...
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James walked inside, the Mardi Gras Remix with Joe Budden pumped and people grinded all around:

"Lutz!Naudia! whats poppin ya'll! Tyrone and them boys outside now showin off their shit once again..stuck up ass clowns..."

James then felt the urge to move wit tha music and started jammin, he was half Jamacian and loved Raggae music. He put his arms in the air and started moving with the beat with perfect footwork and rythm:

"yeees! lets get this party started!"

Just then a fine ass black girl moved up on him puttin it all over him, all he could do was grin...
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Just then Officer Buck Compton of the Imitora City Police got out of his sqaud car beside Tyrone:

"hey, Delentti..your people wouldn't happen to know anything about a car accident tonight would they..."

Tyrone grinned then looked him in the eyes:

"why every time somthing goes wrong becuase you and the other pigs at the station are too busy handing out no seatbelt fines i have somthing to do with the Northampton underground? huh?"

Compton cut his eyes at Tyrone then looked around at all the souped up rides:

"well im sorry if you know nothing..just pass the word to keep it down tonight alright? i know you and Rob are the only fella's that have influance around here...just do me that favor so i don't have to come back out tonight alright.."

Tyrone nodded as Compton made his way back to the squad car:

"i'll be making some rounds through here again tonight..take my advise for once.."

Tyrone just turned back to the group he was talking to. Compton drove off down the street slowly..when he was out of sight Lee turned his Car sterio back up to the point where it made others cars rattle.

OOC: Hey man, sorry I cant get a post in, Im about to collapse, but I'll get a major set of posts in tommrow night. Also, FYI, In Imitora, standard squad cars are modified BMW 535i's, and the HSCC (High Speed Chase Cars) are heavily modified M5s and 635Ci's. They also use helicopters, electric stun strips, and if all else fails, deadly force.

Andrew nodded. "You look good." He then looked out the window at the line of cars. "Yeah, they do. Some nice rides out there. But I bet there all just a bunch of posers. Ya know?" He hugged Naudia again, and led her to a couch. "Want something to drink?"
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Elizabeth grabbed ehr phone, and hit the talk button. "Hello? Oh hey baby, whats up?"
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The Golf and Civic both pulled up on the party, and Robert and Holly stepped out of the VW. He looked around, and started walking over to the house. He eyed the Z8 briefly, but continued on without stopping. Holly ignored the wistles and dog calls, and even flipped the driver of the Skyline the bird.

bump for intrest

OOC: I will post later Rob, peace for now...gimmie afew hours..

O yeah..BumP!

Lee Sai watched Rob walk through the door and grinned devilishly:

"how you tonight? where u find that car..heh.."

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Tyrone spoke into the phone:

"when you showin baby..we gonna get more races set up for tonight..lots of dough to be made..people here got deep pockets.."

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Naudia smiled and looked Lutz up and down:

"so do you Andrew..err..later i needa talk to you..away from here..."

She looked out the window and seen Tyrones drivers:

"they look invincible...i wonder what Rob can come up with heh.."

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James was still outside dancing away with the same girl he now knew as Tyleesha, she ran her fingers over his cornrows right down over his neck while rubbing her waist against his stomach:

"damn girl do THA DAMN THANG"

She smiled then asked:

"what ones your car papi"

He pointed to the Metallic silver 2003 Honda Si parked infront of the walk way, she took his hand and pulled him towards it. Before he knew what was going on while they sat in the car she asked:

"can i rest my head on your lap?"

With that his zipper came down............

"Nice Bimmer," was all Rob said Lee, walking past him. This boy don't even know what that thing is capable of, Rob thought, smiling a bit. He grabbed a Corrona out of a cooler, and Holly showed up with a large glass filled with Red Bull and Vodka. Holly took his hand, and led him out to a more open spot on the floor.

"Dance with me," she said, pulling his hips to her, and started grindin with him. Robert let one hand wrap around her waist, the other one holding the beer. "We gotta get your mind off Lizzy," she said.
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It was said that if you speak of the Devil, he shall arive. In this case, it was a she. As Holly started dancing with Robert, Elizabeth's own car, a firey red BMW 330xi pulled up on the street, and rolled to a stop next to Tyrone's. She parked across the street, and stepped out of the car.

The 330xi that she drove had been given to her by Robert, and she decided to keep it even after they broke up. It was his answer to the multitude of EVO VIIIs and STis that had started showing up. The AWD Bimmer had a K47 Sport Turbo running a low level of boost, 3inch exhaust runing through one instead of two cats, and a down pipe and Apex'i boost controler. It was lightly modded, but served its purposes, as a killed of stock EVOs and STis.

She wore a pair of black tight fitting black leather pants that came up to just bellow her hips, and the dual pink strings of her thong rode above her hips. Her piereced belly button was visable bellow the short cut, tight fitting sleavless halter, which was the same color red as her car. Black boots were invisable below her pants. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a loose pony tail, and held up by a pair of rosy pink Gucci sunglasses. The stairs were obvious, and it was a true irony that as she walked up to Tyrone, 'I Like That' by Houston and Chingy could be heard clearly from the house.

She planted a kiss on his cheek, then leaned back slightly. "Whats up baby?"
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Andrew nodded. "Knowing Robert, probabl some 8zillion horse power V3000super rocket car," he joked. He took her hand, and led her upstairs to an empty hall way. "What you wanna talk about?"

Naudia came strait foward with her question:

"will you be with me Andrew..i need a real man..i am tired of being looked at as a item..you see me!"

She stared in his eyes...

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Lee Sai watched Robert cross the room..he then said lowly in Japanese

"somthing about him...makes me a slight bit intimidated.."

Lee stood there staring through his dark red Gucci sun glasses although it was night time he never took them off...

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Andrew just stared back. He had been asked in stranger ways "Ummm...yeah," was all he managed to squeak out. He had never been a ladies man. "Sounds good."
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Holly spun, and turned to face Robert. "Im getting a new car tommorow. Wanna tune it for me?"

"I dunno, I might need to look at your undercariage first," he said, smiling. His Corona was now empty. She placed her own glass down, and kissed him. "Lets take this upstairs," he said, leading her upstairs to an empty bed room."

However, as they climbed, Robert looked back, and eyed lee who was staring at him. He nodded, gave him a freindly mock salute, and continued upstairs. As much as hed like to race the Z8, his sights had been set on the Lotus. He'd have fun with that.
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Elizabeth leaned aginst the Lotus, and chatted with Ross about nothing special. The topic of his brother had come up, but it never went anywhere. "So," Elizabeth started. "Whens the big show down?"

Ross looked up. "What ya mean?"

"Oh, dont tell me Robert didnt tell you. He's been working on that new E46 all week. I have no idea what hes doing, its all greek to me, but I guess its supposed to be a beast. Like, big numbers. And hes got a crew rolling now, a few friends from over the years. A Silvia, EVO VII with a 4G63 from an EVO VIII, James' Civic, his new Bimmer, a 350Z, and whatever that bitch Holly roles in."

Ross looked stuned. "No, he didnt tell me anything at all."

Elizabeth shrugged. "I dunno, something about Chaos or something." She stood up. Speaking of which, I need to talk to Tyrone. I want him to work on my 330xi. She walked off. Ross hoped she would have the smarts to tell him about Robert.

Tyrone walked over to Ross and Elizabeth:

"sup baby, whats good Ross" he asked placing a kiss on his girls lips

He looked at Ross's facial expression then raised a eyebrow:

"whats that look for...whats goin on.."
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Lee nodded back giving him a slight wave. Lee Sai was about 5'7 in height and not very built at all, he resembled Jet Li almost identical. He wore a black silk shirt with a leather jacket over it and leather baggy pants. He had the symbol of the Yuzaka on a large gold chain around his neck.

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James climed out of the Civic with the girl, the largest grin crossed his face as she walked away struttin her stuff:

"daaamn.." he wisped

He strolled into the house to see Naudia and Lutz getting real comfortable...

Naudia smiled at Andrew then kissed him gently:

"ok..heh..i never did the asking in my life..."

She started laughing....

"I'll tell ya later," Ross said.

Later that night, Andrew and Naudia got very friendly, as did just about everyone else at the party. However, Elizabeth went home alone, as Ross spilled everything he had heard about to Tyrone. The club, the car, everything. "I'm telling ya man, Robert has some shit planed. Big shit."

It was teh next day when the red 330xi rolled into Tyrone's shop. Elizabeth stepped out, and spoke to a desk clerk about getting her car tuned up a bit. She nodded to Ross, who was now a regular at Tyrone's.

On the other side of Northampton, an identical red colored Audi 1.8 Quatro was under Robert's knife. He motioned over to James, and took him in a back room. "I wanted to show you this before we put it on the car." He reached into a vat of liquid, and pulled out a gunmetal grey object. "My own creation. A graphite carbon composite turbo. The blade is 8 times lighter, yet ten times stronger than on a regular turbo. So is the cassing. This means that the turbo can handle much more boost than a regular. I got this one, a T04, and a K44 sport is already installed on the car. I'm gonna run alternate boost settings, so that by the time the T04 is kicking in, the K44 is winding down, so that there is minimal lag, with maximum power. Tyrone doesn't stand a chance."

James just stood there staring at the amasing work in front of him:

"holy fuck Rob..who funds you cuz..heh..."

James ran his fingers over the equipment carefully,it was truly the most amasing thing he had ever seen that was custom...1 of a kind..:

"so Tyrone already lost...regardless what kinda ride he has..or any of his boys..."

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Tyrone was flippin mad and excited when he found out all the info from Ross the night before. The clerk looked out in the parking lot at the 330Xi then said to Elizabeth:

"Tyrone is out at the moment..he should be back soon though, he had to take a run over to see some one by the name of Chow..does that sound right?"

the young girl behind the counter was good looking and spoke inbetween blowing bubbles in her gum..

All of Tyrones drivers were in the garage chilli'n besides Tyrone and Lee

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Tyrone stood with his new main man Lee at Chow Ming's home. Chow Ming was a Chinease Gentleman with his nose into just about everything in Imitora:

"so...is it a deal Mr Ming" said Tyrone grinning

Chow Ming stood up from his leather chair behind a oak desk:

"if you don't come back here with good information Tyrone..you know what will happen..i pay you now..when you beat Roberts team i will earn winnings.."

Tyrone nodded and walked out, Lee bowed then followed...
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Robert sat back and looked at the cars sitting on the lifts. The Audi 1.8T and the BMW ///M3 reflected each other in their metalic paint jobs. On each, a single white kanji symbol was marked under the driver's side rear view mirror, the symbol of Chaos.

In three nights, it would happen. He would proove he was the best driver with the best car in Imitora. His target, Tyrone. The challenge would be a full Watgu run. The Watgu was the highway that could get a driver anywhere in Northampton. It was almost a replica of the Wangan in Japan.

Robert had gotten previous cars up to 185. His goal was to break 200mph. With light traffic, as was to be expected, it would be the race of a lifetime. He grabbed his phone, punched in a number, and hit call. "Hey, Tyrone please? He's not in? Well, tell him Robert from Northampton Performance called, I wanna meet him. Tell him Club Europa. Right. Thanks."

He hung up, andent to his private office/appartment where he dozed off watching a WWII movie.

A BMW M-Coupe stopped up the street from Northampton Proformance. 3 guys wearing all black scurried down the street and right up against the Northampton Pro wall, 1 by 1 they slipped through the open window where the gas and fumes could exit.

Once inside one of the men pulled his face mask up slightly to reveal it was Lee Sai, he spoke in Japanese to the others:

"Suki get into the main computer, Yayo i want everything that can possibly be done to stop him from winning to be done..i don't want it noticible untill the time comes..get into the cars computers and make sure the systems say it's all good to go...i will look around"

Lee searched the whole garage,took pictures..notes..when the work was done all 3 cleaned everything they had disturbed and disappeared back out the window....the whole time James sat in the office slouched over in a chair sleeping..

Robert awoke around 5:00am, feeling refreshed from a long nap, ready for the event to take place. He peeked into the garage, took a look at the 3, then went into the main shop. The day was long for him, and work was slow, but he didnt care. He had more important things on his mind. More specifically the race. He made the appropriate calls, and at 6:00pm on the dot, he fliped down the 'closed' sign on the shop, and went into the back room.

Waiting for him was James, Andrew, Holly, and the rest of his team. Andrew had called naudia earlier, and told her to meet him at the race. The ///M3 was sitting on the ground, looking agresive and ready to rip up asphault. He slid into the driver's seat, and pressed down on the clutch. He twisted the key, and the BMW roared to life. It hummed agressively....then died. Robert tried again, this time the car didn't even start. He poped open the hood. THere he saw the problem. The intake, intercooler, turbos, everything had been torn up. The CPU was fired. THe car was dead, and Robert looked almost pained.

The group looked at him, wondering what to do. "Go to the race, I'll figure something out. I'll see ya'll there." He then turned his back, and sat in the dead car.