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Reply #30 - 01/25/10 at 22:22:52
 
Chapter 13: One Way Out

::Camera opens to Crazy 8 parked in an alley way, his car disabled unable to move riddled with bullets ::
:: Ten men in orange jump suits surround the car, ak-47s in hand. Four more approach the car carrying rocket launchers. Each take aim as a last precaution::
“In the name of Jesus Christ we are here by forced to stop you in any manner we choose.” “Step out of the car and answer for your sins!” one of the REFS shout.
(This is the fun part, this is where we eliminate an opponent so that our righteous leader can win Twisted Metal) he thinks to himself.
“Does anyone else smell gasoline”? asks another REFS
“I smell it!”
“Me too”
“Open fir-”
::Time and movement around Crazy 8 seems to come to a hault as the camera shows closes ups of every REFS taking aim on the car that Frank the tank’s father won many years ago::
::Camera zooms down the alley and across the street to show an almost full transparent Yellowjacket with Frank sitting behind the wheel, bleeding from the mouth as his stitches are ripping as he smiles::
( You dumb bastards, You stupid stupid bastards) he thinks to himself.
“It’s a shame that I’m going to have to destroy my father’s beloved car” Frank says “Oh well”

::As the REFS open fire on Crazy8 Frank detonates the remote bomb that he left under the hood of Crazy 8, and Yellowjacket uncloaks::
::Beeeeeep:: “SHIT!” “IT’S A TR-” one of the REFS scream, but it’s too late.
::BOOM!!! Crazy 8 goes up with an earth shaking explosion, the detonated car causes a chain reaction amongst the REFS as they too explode and add to the mayhem::

::The building begin to topple over as the alley way is completely covered with debris::

(That’s odd, its almost as if each one of those guys was strapped with dynamite too) Frank thinks as he speeds off into the night commanding Yellow jacket (I wonder who just up and left this car here)
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Reply #31 - 01/26/10 at 13:24:26
 
Fuck yea. This is what I'm talking about.

Great stuff. LOL....REFS. Pretty cool.
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Reply #32 - 01/27/10 at 03:20:15
 
Chapter 14: The Man Behind the Curtain


::Camera opens up on  Calypso, he sits alone in a room surrounded by video feeds from cameras that he has placed throughout the city.  His eyes dart wildly from monitor to monitor::

“This will never do” He says to himself. “How is Spectre back in the tournament and unscratched?” “I have a psychotic cop in an unstoppable vehicle, there’s a religious group trying to eliminate everyone in their path” Calypso says to himself

::Calypso gets up and walks out of the control room and stands on a balcony and looks down at his guards and workers:: “It seems that this year’s Twisted Metal has already spiraled beyond my control, my body as you can see does not have a lot of time left.” “ I’m going to have to break another rule and start pulling strings so that I may live on another hundred years” ::Calypso continues to talk to his subordinates as he walks down the stairs:: ::He looks from person to person, who all have a mixed look of fear and devotion:: “ I will need sacrifices for my tasks at hand in order to summon the greatest driver in Twisted Metal competition” ::Calypso stops and asks “Do I have any volunteers?” :: Not a soul so much as moves a muscle::

::Calypso continues to walk and talk “As expected, no one wants to die willingly :: he pauses:: “Unfortunately, whatever I say goes’ ::In an instant Calypso  makes a lunge and grabs two subordinates by their throats, he whispers a quick chant::
::Within seconds both of his victims bodies are broken down and dissolved into nothingness. A red aura glows around Calypso’s body and then dissipates.  He stretches his hands straight out in front of him, electricity begins to arch from one hand to the other. A beam of bright white light blinds everyone  except Calypso::

::In that beam of light stands a man, dazed and confused on where he is and how got there::
Calypso smiles “Welcome back.”
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Reply #33 - 01/27/10 at 03:25:52
 
Chapter 15: One with the Car


::Camera opens to the grill of a tow truck about to make contact with a much larger vehicle. Billy Ray Stillwell hadn’t seen this much action since the destruction of Midtown. He had been watching and stalking this giant and slow moving car for a while now.  He had been following it since it had left some underground garage all the way to a desolated farm road::  “This must be some sort of Area 51  vehicle that Calypso has entered in the contest” “Its probably some sort of alien piloting this thing and his wish is going to be some sort of alien invasion with anal probing” I’ve got to stop this planet from being overrun by E.T.”
::SLAM! Junkyard Dog plows into the rear corner panel of the A9 Mind Tank::
::Inside the tank Sgt Roberts is furious “ What the hell gives!” he bellows “ I thought this thing can turn on a dime!” “What the hell is going on with this thing”?
::Junkyard Dog reverses, pulling free from the Mind Tank leaving his front bumper lay on the ground:: “OOOWEEE the bigger they are the harder they fall” Billy Ray yells as he flips on the machine guns.
::Bullets bounce off the side of the behemoth and have virtually no effect:: “Dang he sure does have some super strong armor plating”

::Back inside the Mind Tank Carl Roberts veins are bulging through his neck as he frantically screams command after command for his vehicle to follow “Is this head piece broken” as he bangs on the helmet that connects him to his vehicle:: ::His eyes widen in horror as the radar alarm goes off::
::Junkyard Dog continues to back reverse and launch a barrage of missiles:: (I like to call this attack ‘A Zoomy…or Zoomy, cuz they go zooooom to their target) He thinks to himself.

::Camera switches back to Roberts “I’ve gotta do something fast!” (How the hell do I get the shields up on this thing) He thinks to himself.  The Mind Tank recognizes the thought command ‘shields up’ and activates the shields. All ten missiles hit the target but have no effect thanks to the force fields surround the tank. Carl can’t believe what just happened “It’s like this thing read my mind or something”::

:: He thinks of a new command:: (Accelerate to top speed now!) The Mind Tank instantly races straight ahead, its engine revving loudly (now hard left!) the tank makes a quick left turn without losing any speed (special weapon ready!) a female voice echoes through cabin “Weapon systems ready“:: :: Carl Roberts grins from ear to ear “ You’re a deadman hickboy!”

::Camera returns to Junkyard Dog:: “Time to bring the big boys out to play” ::Billy Ray launches three power missiles in a row , each missile packing a huge warhead - ready to level anything unlucky enough to get caught in their path::

::The camera returns to the tanker “Not happening” Carl says (jump!) The huge Tank leaps in the air and easily clears the incoming missiles (flank the enemy! Cloak!) The Mind tank makes a long cut to the right and disappears from sight)

::Billy Ray sits stunned that this enormous vehicle can move so fast:: “Even though I can‘t see your rig, I can still see the dust you‘re kicking up and the crops you‘re knocking down!” “Eat this you varmint!” ::Billy Ray unleashes his special weapon - a spiky looking ball filled with explosives. Wooooosh - the ball sails through the air towards the charging tank::  He detonates it forcing the tank to uncloak. The blast from the ball is so massive that it knocks the tanker back rolling end over end::  “Take that you alien scum!” ::Once again Junkyard Dog charges full speed at the Mind Tank attempting to finish this job::

::The camera returns to the inside of the Mind Tank to show a distraught Carl Roberts “ I can’t lose to this hick!” he screams (FIRE THE SPECIAL WEAPON) :: A single missile fires out from the front of tank, the sluggish tow truck takes the hit head on.  As the missile detonates  liquid nitrogen engulfs the truck. “Its so cold, why can’t I move?” Billy Ray wonders as he turns up the heat in the truck ::He slams the gas and his the nitrous oxide button. Junkyard dog lurches forward a bit, the ice begins to melt. He slams the gas again and his the nitrous button  and once again the tow truck moves forward a little bit more::

::The camera goes back inside of  the Mind Tank:: “That’s it? That’s my special weapon? A freeze missile?” “How can a truck so powerful have such a lame special w-” Carl’s words are interrupted by a flashing screen and a countdown, He reads it : “Incoming satellite missiles” 
:: Twelve missiles rain down on the location of Junkyard Dog ripping it apart. Once the dust settles only ashes remain of a what was once a driver and his truck::
“Oh holy shit, would you look at that” says Carl Roberts. “I guess I should say, 'a ding dang do that be one heck of a 4 of juuuly' " :: (Forward! Top speed!) The A9 Mind Tank races off . Carl radios  Master Sergeant James Koolig “ Its time to let the bird fly, but leave Jamie for me”
::Camera Switches over to a rooftop of Harbor City’s tallest  building, on it is a winged gunship. Its pilot waiting patiently for the call strike down the remaining cars.  Sgt Roberts had promised him that they were going to create a new world, one in which they would rule over for eternity.  “Time to bring the curtain up for my performance” Koolig jokes. “This ought to be quick.” He climbs up into the cockpit as the dual engine war bird comes to life.  ::As the it lifts off the ground the camera zooms in under the nose of armored  helicopter and it reads ‘Warhawk’::
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Reply #34 - 01/27/10 at 23:42:20
 
It's funny I was playing TM Extra Twiste Edition and saw you on the dark past,and I was like "holy fuckin shit!" I mean don't think I'm stupid, I've had it for sometime and just didn't feel like reading all the names. So quick question,how did they ask you? Did they pm your or something, then you emialed them the video or something along those lines? Anyways gatta say that is the most clever explination for the REFS I have ever seen.
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Reply #35 - 01/29/10 at 03:13:08
 
yeah, i was going to lie and make up  a story saying that Jaffe held some huge TM match online and the 4 of us made it to the finals lol...

Dave posted a blog about doing some extras for his upcoming game, and he asked fans to post a response videos to 5 questions he listed on his blog. 

I forget what they were now, but anyway a sony rep sent us an email through youtube and asked the ones the winners to send them a copy.
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Reply #36 - 02/02/10 at 00:39:27
 
were's the next installment!
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Reply #37 - 02/03/10 at 17:29:10
 
Chapter 16: Darkness takes over!


::Camera reopens to  a blue blur zipping along the abandoned city streets, life appears to have moved on from this part of the city. Spectre race’s down the road huge billows of smoke from previous battles almost blot out the sun completely.  Spectre changes direction to avoid incoming fire from men in orange, the camera moves to the interior of the car. ::“Who the hell are these people and why are they firing at me?” “There’s so many of them!” ::I make another hard turn back on the main road and gun it.  Down the road I can see there’s a car parked…no..more like waiting…planning…(Did I just drive into a trap?)
[Apparently you did] the demonic soul snidely remarks.

::The camera returns to the waiting car, a travel worn and rust colored El-Camino. A body lies motionless in the bed of the car - a poor soul who refused to answer for his sins who is now a reminder of what other sinners can expect. A large cross with a catapault attatchment is attached to the hood of the car, rusted and caked in blood. The preacher known as Jebidiah sat, glaring through his cracked glasses. “Who is this ungodly soul that dares approach me?” ::He sniffs the air:: “A pact with the devil!” “He has given his mind and body to Lucifer himself to win this contest” Jebidiah shouts over his intercom to the REFS surrounding the area. “In the name of God we will send this sinner back to hell where he belongs!”

:: Jedidiah launches two fire missiles from the grill of Brimestone, but the supercharged Vette easily evades while the missiles crash into a nearby building. Spectre returns fire with a barrage of machine gun bullets. Forcing the El-Camino to lurch forward.  Both cars dance around each other desperately trying to get to a better firing position::

::Brimestone roars away and pulls a 180 in the middle of the road, Spectre roars away in the opposite direction, camera returns to the inside of Spectre (I can’t run away from every car I see, I doubt this guy is going to let me go) ::Spectre pulls a 180 degree turn and slides to a stop.
::The radar shows that these are the only two cars in the area::
::Camera shows both drivers upclose “it’s a battle to the death”

::Spectre launches forward, charging menacingly towards the resting camino. A man in orange runs into the middle of the road, his arms out stretched as if he were Jesus Christ himself.::
::The camera shows a close up of the man’s chest as the giant spear like cross  impales him, his body twitches he moans from the pain the spear is causing him.  “For God can not fail!” Jebidiah exclaims as he races towards Spectre.  Jebidiah presses a button and the man is launched like a human rocket, screaming in agony from the car heading straight for the roof of Spectre. 

::Spectre manages to avoid the flying man by hoping the curb. The man flies head first into an abandoned building and explodes::
“They’re strapped with explosives?” That’s insane!” I say. “How can he have so many followers that are willing to die for him.?”
[Switch out with me, I can take him] [Let me drive] the demon insists
(Like hell I will, I’ll never keep my sanity nor get my body back from you)
::The camera shows another man flying through the air towards Spectre. The man manages to land on the trunk. “RE-PENT!” he screams ::Spectre pulls another 180 and the man is launched from the trunk of the car and goes sailing into a section of row homes.
[You’re going to get us killed!]
::My vision begins to turn black and white, every color begins to wane from my prospective:: “What’s happening?” I can hear my voice echoing, but that’s about it. All other sounds are muffled. (I’m losing myself? Is he taking over?) (How can this be?)
::Spectre races past Brimstone, Jebidiah see the face of the driver, smiling ear to ear laughing manically as he drives on by.  “He truly is a demon, and I must put a stop to him” Jebidiah begins to turn Brimestone around when he slams on the brakes as a ricochet disc whizzes by the front of his car. “Coward!” Yells  the Preacher. ::Another man in orange steps out in front his car and gets impaled.  Once again the cat and mouse act between the cars continue. (He’s charging right for me again, but I’m not going to let him pass me) the preacher thinks to himself.

::The camera follows the ricochet disc almost collided with Brimestone, it bounces off a building at the end of the road and returns back up the street - doubling its speed and damage rate.

:: (you’re going to get us killed) I yell back, (taking him head on is suicide) (I DON’T NEED YOU, SO STOP INTERFERING) with that last line I manage to break free some of the control it has over me and I slam on the brakes. Spectre screeches to a hault.
[You’re the one interfering! Don’t you get it, I’ll win if you just leave things to me!]
The demon fights back to regain control and slams the gas pedal down.
::Brimestone launches another follower  that lands on the roof of the accelerating car. BOOM! The ricochet disc crashes into the back of the El Camino and sends the car onto the front two tires snapping the spear of the cross completely off. 
::“REPENT!” yells the man in orange
(SHIT! We’re going to die!)
[I don’t think so]
Spectre comes screaming to a halt and re-launches the REF back towards Brimestone who is now almost completely vertical.
“No This can not be!” I was chosen by God! I was almighty! Why lord? Why can’t I defeat this demon?”
The man crashes through the roof of the car and explodes. Shrapnel and blood shower the immediate area
[We’re too close to his car!]
The explosion engulfs Spectre and sends it sailing through the air and into a factory.  The car slams into the wall and comes to a rest.

::The camera goes into the interior of Spectre and shows the driver, bloodied from the impact desperately trying not to fall in unconsciousness . (I can’t stay awake, I can’t do it) ::As I fall asleep I can hear voices, or so I think.  Memories? Dreams? Both? Neither? The color’s are fading once again, but this time I can’t see.

[Yo, long time no see king]
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Reply #38 - 02/03/10 at 19:28:58
 
Awesome bloody, chunky goodness.

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Reply #39 - 02/03/10 at 20:24:45
 
finally, REPENT!
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Reply #40 - 02/13/10 at 14:24:20
 
i'm taking a little hiatus- i'll finish this a little later on
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Reply #41 - 02/14/10 at 15:12:22
 
You know the forum is always open.

Start up whenever your ready.
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Reply #42 - 02/18/10 at 18:32:53
 
Chapter 17: All the Fire in Hell

::Mr. Slam sits upon one of four adjacent buildings in the hi-rise section of Harbor City::
“Curse that wench driving Pit Viper” He snorts, “and curse those wretched kids down below who forced me up here” ::Down below Hammerhead circles back and forth in an oval pattern, both drivers ponder on how they should proceed::
“It Could be a trap” Suggests Dave,” He could be waiting for us at the other end of the cargo elevator”
::Mike smiles. “Who cares, lets go up after him, he must be badly injured from his battle with Pit Viper”
::DING:: ::The cargo elevator finally returns to the ground level.  Hammerhead makes its way to the elevator::
::Crrrreeeaaaaakkk:: Sounds of metal can be heard scraping the walls of the elevator as Hammerhead comes to a dead stop. “Well, we ain’t gonna fit our rig into that” Dave says shaking his head. “What a lucky bastard” Mike scoffs.  ::Hammerhead backs up, their drivers thwarted from continuing another battle, sulk and eagerly check the radar blips to see where the other contestants are lurking about.::
::Mike points at the screen “Look, this is where we are, and this is where Sweet tooth is located” “He’s roughly 10 miles North of here.” Wouldn’t that be an exciting battle?”  ::Dave smiles as he begins to revv up Hammerhead:: “The greatest killer of all time…Lets put that title to the test”
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Reply #43 - 02/18/10 at 18:34:19
 
Chapter 18: A Hole in my Heart

::Camera opens up to a large jet black ice cream truck with pink polka dots racing down the road. Charlie Kane’s eyes furiously fixated on the road a head.  (I have to win this time, I have to win Twisted Metal) he thinks to himself.
::The colors turn to a light shade of gray and a flashback ensures::
“What happened, why am I back here Calypso….and why am I so ….young?” Charlie says as he looks at his reflection in the mirror. ::Calypso appears behind him and places his hand on Charlie’s shoulder:: “I’m sorry Mr. Kane” Calypso starts. “For whatever reason your son was resurrected before you,..” ::Charlie’s eyes begin to widen in fear:: “.. I tried to tell you son to wait for you here and I would have you resurrected as well”  “But he didn’t believe me ::Calypso presses a button and on the screen and shows YellowJacket abandoned with the door open, blood splattered on the pavement::
“NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!” Shouts Charlie “Who killed him?! “WHO?” Charlie’s rage begins to build. “WHO KILLED MY SON?!” ::Calypso  raises his hand, and pushes another button:: “ The men that are piloting Warhawk and the sixed wheeled mind tank are both uninvited guest and have since killed several of the contestants - including your son”

::Charlie seems hesitant knowing Calypso can not fully be trusted, however trust issues aside Charlie realizes that he has a chance to regain everything that he has lost..everything::  “What about Marcus?” Charlie asks
::Calypso switches the monitor again to a new video feed::
“Well I’ll be..” Charlie starts
“ It appears that Needles hasn’t taken control of Marcus yet, but who knows how long Marcus can resist him at this point”
::Both men stare at the flickering monitor for a while longer:: “So if Yellowjacket is out there, what am I going to dri-.. ::Calypso laughs:: “I’m going to be very nice this year, I have a feeling you will win this years Twisted Metal with ease..” ::End flashback::
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Reply #44 - 02/18/10 at 18:37:14
 
Chapter 19: A King and his Horse

::Colors fade in and out, images present themselves but aren’t clear, the sounds are muffled, this goes on for a few minutes, with each minute that passes everything becomes much clearer::

(Where…where am I?) I think to myself ( I kinda recognize this place…I’ve been here before, but its different, this doesn’t look like the drive in movie theater that I remember)
::The camera rises up and pans around the area to show that there’s a lone car sitting towards the far back corner of the enclosed drive in::  (This doesn’t feel right, this place feels like its in the middle of nowhere where is everyone else?)
“Yo, long time no see...king” ::a voice echoes
“Hello?” I call out “Who’s there?
“Me” The voice calls out again :: An image of a hideous face is shown on the big screen:: “me me me and me” “What’s the matter you don’t look so happy to see me” its grin is begging to widen::
:: In a flash of light another car enters the area. My eyes widen (A black Spectre?):: “Who are you?” I ask again.  ::The image cuts off from the screen but his voices echoes in my ears “Don’t make me repeat myself, I told you I am Me!” it hisses::

“We’re deep in your subconscious, this is where you keep all of your memories, your secrets, I’ve had access to it all” its voice still echoing “I can hear your thoughts, I know you, I know everything about you and with it I’m going to crush you and take over.”

:: The black Spectre charges machine guns blazing, while the blue Spectre can do nothing more but try to escape the compound.  The camera takes a frantic pan around the area to show that tall walls block any and all paths leading in or leading out::  The camera zooms up high above the Drive in to show blackness enveloping everything else. ::

::The view zooms up on the back bumper of the blue Spectre as the car continually changes directions to avoid the incoming fire missiles.  “Got him” I say to myself ::In an instant the blue Spectre wheels around to the face its mirrored image. Eeeeeeeeeeeee a ghost missile is released headed straight for the windshield of the black Spectre. “You just don’t get it do you” the demon hisses again.  ::The missile splits in half and goes around the black Spectre. Just as the missiles hit the building the black Spectre cloaks only to re appear instantly bumper to bumper with the blue Spectre. The demon is grinning wildly from ear to ear. Eee was the only sound that was made as the demon’s ghost missile explodes on impact on the blue car.  The blue Spectre is badly damaged from taking a point blank attack.

“What’s the difference between a king and his horse? The demon asks
“Wha- I don’t..” was all I could get out
“And I don’t mean some bullshit preschool answer either,” the demon continues in a mocking tone “like one’s an animal and the other a person, or one has four legs and other has two.” “Assuming they’re two different beings and their forms, ability and strengths are exactly the same.” “When one becomes king and dominates in a battle the other becomes a horse and lends his power, but what makes them different is what I’m asking?”

(This thing has never attempted a conversation with me, I didn’t have an answer, nor a thought process for that matter)

“There’s only one answer” it hissed again “INSTINCT!” “The one thing that all powerful people need to acquire is more power, that’s the one thing that is needed to become a king!” ::The demon launches a freeze missile that engulfs the blue Spectre in a thick layer of ice:: “A king’s only need is a desire for more battles and for strength.” “To crush anyone who stands before them, to shred them into pieces without mercy and to have insatiable lust for more battles. ::The demon presses a button and begins to charge up a reticle:: “Rip off our skin, tear off our flesh and breakdown our bones and in there lies a refined killer instinct.” “That which I call raw instinct -YOU HAVE NONE!!” its scream echoing in my mind. “You try fight rationally and try to defeat your enemies with reason.” “Who the hell do you think you’re going to kill in a competition like this with a feeble attitude that you have?”

“That’s why you’re weaker than me” ::The fully charged reticle is fired off as I watch in catatonic horror as all 10 missiles break through the ice and explode on my car, red lights and alarms scream out as my car is a near wrecked state.::

The demon speaks again “I won’t have it.” “I sure as hell won’t tolerate a king weaker than me, getting on my back and running around and will ultimately get us both killed!” “I think its time for a new king”
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