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Re: Twisted Metal: Civil War
Reply #30 - 03/26/10 at 05:32:54
 
ok, now here's the part where everything from the game thats fictional (magic glowing weapon pick-ups, freeze missiles, med kits, etc.) gets a realistic spin. I explain how these things can logically happen in real life

Over the next few days, Krista is nowhere to be found. The only clue to her whereabouts is the heavy metal that can be heard blaring from the first floor garage of the carpark. Calypso doesnt even bother going down there to check. He just keeps his eyes on the news and his driver files. On the third day, Calypso heads down to the street where his Range Rover is sitting, waiting for him.

HORACE: Good day, Calypso.

CALYPSO: Good day, sir.

HORACE: Are we waiting on Ms. Shephard?

CALYPSO: No. If she makes it, then fine. She knows what time we're leaving..

Within minutes, Krista comes walking out from the alleyway on the side of the building. Still wearing the now-stained wifebeater and tattered cargo pants. She hops up into the SUV.

HORACE: Good day, Ms. Shephard.

KRISTA: Hi Horace.

Horace shuts her door and climbs into the SUV. They arrive at the hangar shortly after, to see all the cars finished and parked outside the hangar. Calypso gets out and walks up to Wrench Monkey.

CALYPSO: Is everything ready to go?

MONKEY: Isn't it always ready?

Calypso hands Wrench Monkey a sealed envelope. Monkey pockets it and gathers his mechanics.

MONKEY: The bus should be here any minute. I talked to Molo a little bit ago and he was already en route.

As Calypso is walking the line of cars, all prepped for war, the charter bus full of the car's owner's pulls up. The drivers all bail out, one at a time. As they look over their cars, the lead mechanics give them all a rundown of the weaponry their cars now possess. Jose and Alvin are the first to get inside their vehicle. They notice a giant hump that runs from the nose of the bus to about 5 rows back, right down the middle aisle. Shift climbs in behind them.

ALVIN: Hey, whats this hump here for? Its right in the way.. you gotta climb over it to get to the driver's seat.

SHIFT: Here, lemme show you.. (flipping a latch and opening the hump like a trap door)

From here, the drivers look down to see a big cannon-like barrel mounted to a hand-made sub-frame underneath the floor of the bus. An air tank is mounted at the back of the barrel. The barrel is flush-mounted with the grille on the front of the vehicle.

SHIFT: Do you guys know what a 'bola snare' is?

JOSE: No.

SHIFT: A bola snare is something hunters used to use a long time ago for catching prey. What it is, is a big net with heavy weights tied to the ends. Basically, you throw the net over whatever it is you want to capture, and the prey will fight to get out of it, usually getting tangled up in the process. The weights help to make escape more difficult. I gave you guys essentially the same thing.. just bigger. And the fun part - the heavy weights at the ends are grenades. So you'll ensnare someone, then blow them up.

JOSE: I knew this man was gonna nail it!! I love it!!

SHIFT: Glad you like it.

After about an hour, Calypso calls everyone together for one final announcement.

CALYPSO: Drivers, this will be our last meeting before I send you off. With that said, I have a final set of rules for you, as well as explaining how things work for you new people. (after a moment of silence)  Your vehicles have been fitted with various types of automatic firepower - gatling guns, tommy guns, mini-guns. Also, you've been equipped with small missile launchers. We went with a smaller scale to keep your cars from flipping over from recoil. Don't be fooled, though. These missiles pack a punch when they impact. And of course, each vehicle has been outfitted with a personalized special weapon. While yes, they deal an enormous amount of damage, each one is limited on ammo or supply. These stipulations have already been explained to you by your mechanic. Now, anyone with a brain will know that ammo is not infinite. You can and WILL run out. We know this and have come prepared as always. As you might have noticed, I have several choppers that will fly overhead while you battle. Not only do they act as cameraships, but they also supply ammo in the form of care package drops, or "dumps" as some old war veterans like to call them.

PRICE (muttering): just like motherfucking Vietnam...

CALYPSO: On a timed scale, these choppers will drop large crates with several pieces of ammo. The boxes are color-coded for what type of weapon they are for, which I will explain shortly. They might be anything from missiles, to bombs, to bullets, so pick wisely. Are we clear on this?

The crowd responds in agreeance, simultaneously.

CALYPSO: Next on the agenda - repair stations. Now, its no secret that your car will have the living shit beat out of it. But if you can manage to survive a dogfight without your car giving up the ghost, there is hope. See, these guys behind me arent just here to modify your vehicles for a few days, then take those sweet paychecks and disappear. You see those white boxtrucks parked along the fence? (pointing to a line of Ford E350 boxtrucks backed up to the fence by the exit)  There will be 5 of these parked around town, loaded with mechanics, encircled by bright orange flairs. Generally, they will encircle an entire building, like a mechanic's garage or parking lot, so look for these circles and drive up. They will make whatever repairs your car needs, as well as refueling and restocking specialty ammo. They will not, however, reload your standard ammo. Also, only one car at a time. If someone is already in a repair area, move along and find another one. Additionally, there will be one truck that is mobile. Look for his bright orange siren light and flag him down. One of his guys will set up a flair perimeter immediately so they can get right to work. Any questions?

Silence.

CALYPSO: Now, let me explain how the game is played. There will be no rounds or matches. You will all be dispatched to a location somewhere in the city. I will start the match via the vidscreen that has been installed in your car. Your starting location is written on a piece of paper and sitting on your driver's seat. Once I start the match, it's an all-out brawl. Alliances will be formed and broken. People will die. When there are 3 drivers left, I will call an intermission. At this point, you will cease fire and proceed to the football stadium on the north end of town. From then on, it will be a 3-way dance restricted to the confines of the stadium where one car will emerge victorious. Again, any questions?

Again, silence. Krista, standing behind Calypso, has a big smile on her face. Her heart racing.

CALYPSO: As I mentioned before, the weapon packages will come in a variety of colors. The orange crates will contain frag missiles, better known as 'fire' missiles to some of you vets. Fire missiles are a standard weapon, average damage with slight homing capabilities. These are the most plentiful, as they are the cheapest to buy. The purple crates will contain homing missiles. While these are the weakest of the triplets, they have the best homing abilities, almost able to make 90-degree turns. The red crates will have what are known as power missiles. Like the name implies, they are the most powerful of the 3, but have no homing capabilities whatsoever, so you'll need to be precise when firing these. As an addition this year, the blue crates will contain what I like to call speed missiles. These bad boys have the same impact and homing abilities as the fire missiles, but fly at twice the speed. These will definitely help add to the fun this year. The yellow boxes contain napalm bombs for your launchers, that detonate on impact. These will cause your opponents to catch on fire until the jelly burns away. Another odd one is the freeze bomb. These come in white crates, and will slow your enemies to a standstill. How it works, is when these impact and detonate, it causes the ambient temperatures around the engine to become so dense, that the engine cannot ignite the air/fuel mixture, causing the motor to stall, essentially leaving you as a sitting duck. Lastly, the black crates hold bullet bandoliers for your guns. Pretty cut and clear. In addition to your weapons, you will have a few "advanced" abilities. One of these is the Jump. Simply put, two air-powered steel shafts will shoot out from the bottom of your car, boosting you into the air. Of course, some of you heavier guys wont get the same hangtime as the smaller guys... if at all. You will have a minimum PSI of air that this will work at, so you'll have to wait for the air compressor to recharge once you use it. And for those of you with air-powered specials, know that this AA shares the same air tank. Another one is the Cloak. While you wont be invisible like the name might suggest, you will, however, be invisible on radar. Finally, every car has been equipped with nitrous. When you hit the button, you will get an estimated 75 horsepower boost until the bottle runs empty. Once it does, you'll have to refill at a repair station. Are there any questions?

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Reply #31 - 03/26/10 at 05:33:26
 
CALYPSO: Finally, the rules or war. While combat and war really have no rules, I, however, have some indirect instructions. For one: do NOT in any way destroy my personal property. This includes my choppers, my cameras, and my mechanics and their vehicles. So if you see someone at a repair station, I highly suggest you do not attack this person until they are clear. If you do strike and injury or kill even one of my men, not only will you suffer MY consequences, but these guys are also fully loaded with automatic weapons and RPGs and have full leave to return fire as they see fit. Second rule: do not leave the battleground. Red smoke canisters have been placed around the perimeter of the city. These outline the border of the battleground and are not to be crossed. If you do, you will be immediately pursued and "disqualified". If for whatever reason you find yourself outside of the smoke, I highly suggest you make haste back inside the line. Are we clear?

MAKAROV: Hey, what is that thing on the helipad? (pointing to an attack chopper thats been painted flat black with a fighter jet-style mouth painted on either side of the nose. the windows have been modified to be slimmed down and tinted red)

CALYPSO: Ahh yes, that is my final point of this meeting. Ladies and gentlemen, I want you to meet Warhawk. While he does have cameras installed on him, he however does NOT drop ammo. He is my enforcer of the rules. When I tell you that you will be disqualified or eliminated, thats a nice way of saying that Warhawk will just fucking kill you. And before any of you get any funny ideas about taking him down so you can make up your own rules, know this: he is faster and more heavily armored than any of you in this contest, and packs twice the artillery than all of you combined. My suggestion: dont piss him off. Are we clear now?

NEEDLES: Yea Scarface, I gotta question: who's the fox with the big tits standing behind you??

A few people in the crowd laugh.

CALYPSO: Someone you dont stand a chance with. Now, if there are no more questions, START YOUR ENGINES!!!
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Reply #32 - 03/26/10 at 19:38:23
 
Holy shit. Krista's hubris is driving me insane. I think I'm gonna  projectile vomit.
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Reply #33 - 03/26/10 at 20:37:14
 
her what?
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Reply #34 - 03/27/10 at 01:44:54
 
The Dizaster Child wrote on 03/26/10 at 20:37:14:
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Reply #35 - 03/27/10 at 03:59:30
 
I see... yea, I dunno I made her such a bitch, but thats how the cookie got ate I guess. its even weirder to picture a sweetheart like Melyssa Grace being a kunt
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Reply #36 - 03/27/10 at 04:45:45
 
The Dizaster Child wrote on 03/27/10 at 03:59:30:
I see... yea, I dunno I made her such a bitch, but thats how the cookie got ate I guess. its even weirder to picture a sweetheart like Melyssa Grace being a kunt

If I had a dick, Melyssa would be a hott piece of ass. She's like Xizor's wet dream. No wait. That's the bagel. I just can't imagine a hot person being so full of herself.At least she wasn't like Krista in TM:HO. That chick was fugly. Oh well, I guess that's how the cookie got jizzed on.
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Reply #37 - 03/27/10 at 05:45:26
 
The drivers take off to their cars, grabbing the folded slips of paper off the seats as they get in. The engines all start to fire up, one after another. The drivers tear out of the parking lot, streaming into a single line as they all haul ass down the single lane road to the highway. The camera choppers all take off and head in the same direction, one carrying Calypso and Krista. The one known as Warhawk.

CALYPSO (yelling to pilot): just drop us off on the roof!! we can get in from there!!

As the line of cars gets into the city, they all start to branch off and head to their individual starting locations. These include alleyways, parking lots.. even a car wash tunnel. Before long, all the drivers are at their locations, and Calypso is seated in front of his wall of monitors. They are all online and feeding live. Choppers buzz overhead.

CALYPSO (into his headset): choppers, are we ready?

PILOTS (all at once): READY!

CALYPSO: Wrench Monkey, are your trucks in place?

MONKEY: we're setting up the last of the marker flairs as we speak. start whenever you're ready.

Calypso rolls over to his camera, which is linked to his laptop. Krista finishes connecting the wires and gets the camera online. Simultaneously, every car's in-dash LCD screen comes on, showing Calypso front and center.

CALYPSO: Judging by my the radar, it looks like you all have made it to your destinations. I just wanted to thank you all one last time before I start the tournament. I wish each and every one of you the very best of luck. and now, without further ado, let the mayhem BEGIN!!!

Calypso watches his radar as all the colored dots start to move around. The monitors show several contestants making it out on the main roads and tearing off into various directions. The choppers overhead catch several more making their rounds around the outskirts, searching for their first fight. Oddly enough, Sweet Tooth is nowhere to be found.
Agent Stone rips through Main Street, weaving in and out of the jigsaw maze of abandoned cars and city vehicles. Peering through his visor, he sees his speedo, reading 87mph and climbing. To the middle-left side of the visor he sees a full 500 rounds of ammo for each mini-gun, as well as zero degrees for gun temp. To the far left, he sees his radar, with several dots moving around. He closes in on a dark blue dot, coming from the cross-section ahead. Stone leans down close to this gas tank and tweaks the throttle, surging the 1200cc superbike forward. Just as him and the blue dot are about to intersect with one another, Stone grabs the brake handle and slows the bike down. He takes his left foot, and steps on a custom-mounted lever that been placed just beyond the footrest. The lever is the trigger for the triple miniguns. He starts to fire the gun as the predicted opponent comes into view. It's Mr. Grimm, who has also slowed down at the intersection, but him slowing down was to make the right-hand turn and come at Crimson Fury head-on. Grimm, who is riding a fully-custom Harley-Davidson chopper with ape-hanger handlebars, cranks the throttle and pulls the front wheel off the ground. Fury's minigun rounds ping and ricochet off of the unholy frame of Grimm's bike. After a few feet, Grimm brings the bike back down on 2 wheels and the two opponents run toward each other in a sinister game of chicken. The rounds from Grimm's handlebar-mounted gatling gun all find their mark on Crimson Fury and Stone, but the kevlar body panels and riding gear are doing their job of keeping the bike and driver safe. The two pass each other at alarming speeds, like 2 knights in a jousting contest. Both men snatch the brakes and spin their bikes around 180-degrees, and tear off toward each other again, guns blazing. Round after round find their mark, but the well-armored bikes take the abuse. They pass each other again, mere inches from a front-end collision. They both whip their bikes around again for another pass, but hesitate for a split second before launching again. They increase speed, coming in for their third pass, but this time, Grimm has a plan. Just as they're approaching each other, Grimm jumps from his bike and launches himself at Stone. Grimm connects with a devastating clothesline, easily bringing Stone off his bike. Grimm uses the momentum and Stone's bike to jump back toward his own bike, landing right back in his seat. He slides the bike to a stop and looks back to see Stone flat on his back. The red Suzuki slowing to a stop as it runs into a sidewalk newsstand. Grimm reaches into his black leather jacket and pulls out a red glowing scythe. He tears off into Stone's direction, ready to end his life and score the first elimination of the contest. As he's barreling in, Grimm catches the glimpse of something big coming from the opposite direction. Here comes the prison bus known as Grey Goose, and he's not even taking the path Fury was forced to follow - the driver is clearing his own route, using the sheer size of the bus as a battering ram. Grimm passes by the body of Stone, who is just now starting to show signs of life. Grimm closes in on Grey Goose, who has a fire missile ready for launch. Grimm throws his scythe, which connects with the side of a garbage truck. The resulting explosion sends the truck into the air, and onto its side. Laying length-wise, it blocks the street, stopping Goose in its tracks.  Grimm jams on the brakes, sliding to a stop. He laughs to himself for a job well done, but as he turns back the way he came, Agent Stone and Crimson Fury are nowhere in sight.

GRIMM: Oh no you dont, Stone. You wont escape me twice.

Grimm takes off down the nearest sidestreet and disappears into the distance. Grey Goose is circling the block. As he comes out to the other side of the garbage truck that stopped him in the first place, he cuts a right and continues on. Up ahead, Jose spots Fury, sitting in the middle of the intersection. Stone seems to be looking down at his touch screen, not paying attention to the bus coming in at full speed.

JOSE: Is that snare ready, ese??

ALVIN: I got you homes, eject tha......

Alvin cuts himself off as he becomes distracted with something in the sky.

ALVIN: Cous', whats that??

JOSE (looking up): I dunno, a shooting star? or a comet?

ALVIN: It looks like its comin right for us!!

Thats when they realized it was a Predator Missile, locked onto their vehicle. Jose looks at Stone, who is now looking up at them, waving good-bye. In a panic, Jose slams on the brakes and cranks the wheel, sliding the mammoth bus onto a sidestreet. Just as they clear the corner, the missile strikes the middle of the intersection, leaving a crater and sending asphalt everywhere. The impact, while missing the bus, sends it up onto its passenger side wheels. Jose tries his best to keep control as he plows through newspaper machines, mailboxes, parking meters, and the small trees that line the sidewalk, all while on 3 wheels. He eventually brings it back down on all rubber as runs into the back of a firetruck. Stone is working through the menus on his touch-screen, setting up another Predator on Grey Goose's location. As he's about to fire the missile, he's taken off his bike by a sudden impact from behind. Dazed and on the ground, Stone slips his helmet off and looks at the back. A .50 caliber round is lodged into the back. The helmet did it's job. A loud bang echoes through the tall buildings as another round whizzes by Stone, penetrating the concrete-block wall behind him. He slips his helmet back on and jumps on his bike. He starts it up and quickly accelerates into the alleyway in front of him, shielding himself from the sniper fire.

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Reply #38 - 03/27/10 at 06:57:59
 
Oh my god. My tits are so hard they could cut diamonds. That was fucking EPIC. But when I first read this sentence:
"Agent Stone rips through Main Street, weaving in and out of the jigsaw maze of abandoned cars and city vehicles. Peering through his visor, he sees his speedo..."
I'm sorry, I just got the wrong image in my head. I laughed so hard I spilled my tea. No seriously. I did. It really hurts.
And another thing(s), is this TM2 Grimm or TMB?
There are snipers?!
When did Grimm only have 2 wheels? I thought there were 4 since there are 2 more on his sidecar? And when did he get good armor? It always sucked balls.
When did Stone get so Sick?!
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Reply #39 - 03/27/10 at 08:38:37
 
Pics or it didn't happen.
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Reply #40 - 03/27/10 at 08:53:14
 
Oddz wrote on 03/27/10 at 08:38:37:
Pics or it didn't happen.

All right. Here you go. I imagined Stone in a speedo looking something like this. See. It happened. ...
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Reply #41 - 03/27/10 at 14:34:38
 
It was all well and good till Doc put up a limp dick syndrome picture.

Seriously, keep up the awesome job man. This shit is tight.
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Reply #42 - 03/28/10 at 03:54:06
 
I concur with Magnum, this is the best Fic I've read yet.  Keep that shit up, and I must admit, I smiled like the Cheshire Cat when I saw that my boy Charlie is in the mix.  Also, Mr. Ash was a nice touch!  Bravo my man, Bravo!  

Doc - Sidecars, usually (not all the time) have only 1 wheel anyways. So the most he'd have is 3. But being a Harley Chopper there is no way to mount a sidecar. Here are a few pics I took of a BMW R75 WW2 bike w/ sidecar at a local WW2 Re-enactment to show ya.  It even had an MG42 mounted on it. I'd love to see Grimm piloting this thing (or a Kettenkrad, that would be fucking sick!!)!  Ich Liebe Minen BMW!

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Reply #43 - 03/28/10 at 06:14:59
 
this is what Grimm is riding when I picture him for this... nevermind Dok's brother in the pic Wink j/k

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Reply #44 - 03/28/10 at 07:31:10
 
The Dizaster Child wrote on 03/28/10 at 06:14:59:
this is what Grimm is riding when I picture him for this... nevermind Dok's brother in the pic Wink j/k

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Uhh... that guy's East Asian.

But here's a picture for you! Is it Blair or Xizor? Or maybe a bastard child of both? You decide! Correct answer wins a prize!(Not for the faint of heart or those with weak stomachs. Small children, pregnant women, and the elderly should be escorted from the room immediately.)

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