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Re: Twisted Metal: Civil War
Reply #60 - 04/06/10 at 02:49:17
 
A few blocks over is an all-out war between Javalin and Grimm. They criss-cross each other, trading shells. One pass, Grimm throws his scythe, sheering off the corner of the rear quarter panel of Javalin. Tommy fires a power missile, narrowly missing Grimm and hitting a pick-up truck that had been left on the sidewalk. As it explodes, the side-view mirror blows off and hits Grimm in the side of the helmet, breaking off the visor. As they each reach the end of the street, they whip around to face each other.

GRIMM: YOU'RE MINE!!!

Both drivers take off toward each other again. As they close in, Thumper pulls out in between them from a side street. Tommy immediately fires his Javalin at him. As it's about to make contact, Hector hits the front hydraulics, sending the nose into the air. The spear sails underneath. Not anticipating this reaction, Grimm falls victim to the spear, as it rams straight into his chest, sending his body flying off the back of the chopper. The bike crashes into a parked car. Darkside slowly comes rolling into Grimm's path from another side street. The Reaper slams into the side of the rig's cab, pinning him in place. Thumper hits the ground and tears off backward. Javalin flies passed, narrowly missing the lowrider. Concentrating solely on Thumper, that's when Tommy notices how fast he's moving toward Darkside. He slams the brakes, and they lock up. He skids right into Darkside, crushing Grimm, but at the same time, shoving the spear that pierced Grimm into his own radiator as well as pushing it farther into Darkside's engine bay, slicing a coolant hose. Anti-freeze starts pouring out of both vehicles. Tommy throws it into reverse and takes off. Darkside goes after him. Javalin has the obvious speed advantage, until Ash hits the buttons mounted to his steering wheel, launching him forward. He plows into Javalin, shoving him back. Tommy slams the brakes, but the rig overpowers him. Smoke starts boiling off the tires. They finally reached the end of the street, and Darkside smashes Javalin into the concrete building ahead. There is nothing left of the race car, and Darkside's motor is about to pop. And that's when Sweet Tooth and Yellow Jacket show up, one on each side of the rig. Both annihilate the semi with their napalm-packed signature weapons. Before long, the rig is ablaze and burns to the ground.

CALYPSO: Javalin has eliminated Grimm. Darkside has eliminated Javalin. Sweet Tooth and Yellow Jacket have eliminated Darkside. And with that, CEASE FIRE IMMEDIATELY. Needles, James, Hector... head to the arena at this time. You are the last 3 competitors left.

The 3 drivers make their way to the arena across town. Warhawk floats above, making sure nothing out of place happens. Shortly, the 3 vehicles arrive and pull into the arena. There, they are met by Calypso, Wrench Monkey, and a couple of the other head mechanics.

CALYPSO: Here's the deal; the mechanics will work on your cars until tomorrow. I want your cars in tip top shape for the final fight. Any questions?

NEEDLES: Yea, you gonna hook me up with that daughter of yours or what? She's legal now.

CALYPSO: Shut your fucking mouth before I eliminate you myself!

Needles laughs to himself as Calypso walks away. The drivers and mechanics disperse to their respective areas in the arena.

The next morning, the drivers wake up to the sight of nothing. Just their cars and an open arena. The mechanics and their vehicles had dispersed. As the drivers mill about their cars, Calypso's voice is heard through the stadium PA system.

CALYPSO: Drivers, welcome to the final round of Twisted Metal. As you well know, there are only 3 of you left. You have endured the worst of the worst and have proved your rightful spot in which you are. During the night, my teams have fully repaired your cars, ensuring a fair battle. Remember, this is a 3-way dance to the death with only one victor, although I will warn you now, I do have one final surprise... as always. And of course, said victor will come to me to claim their prize. Do you understand?

The crowds in the stands goes wild, as the drivers rev their motors, signifying their compliance.

CALYPSO: Without further ado, gentlemen... GO!!

Immediately, all 3 cars surge forward. Within seconds, bullets are flying in every direction. There are no alliances here, as all 3 men attack each other without disregard for anything or anyone, even themselves. It's not long before the missiles start to fly. The adrenaline these men are feeling proves to be a bit much, as several mis-guided missiles take out the safety gates in front of the bleachers. Finally, the drivers get a wake-up call from Calypso.

CALYPSO (through the in-dash screens): Drivers, it's time I introduce you to my little surprise. This should spice things up a tad. Say hello to Minion.

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Re: Twisted Metal: Civil War
Reply #61 - 04/06/10 at 04:58:58
 
OH MY GOD IT'S FUCKING MINION!!!
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Re: Twisted Metal: Civil War
Reply #62 - 04/06/10 at 05:02:08
 
yea, I figured those 3 driving around blasting each other would be kinda boring... thought I'd liven things up a bit
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Reply #63 - 04/06/10 at 06:21:21
 
The Dizaster Child wrote on 04/06/10 at 05:02:08:
yea, I figured those 3 driving around blasting each other would be kinda boring... thought I'd liven things up a bit

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Re: Twisted Metal: Civil War
Reply #64 - 04/06/10 at 13:53:51
 
"CALYPSO: Javalin has eliminated Grimm. Sweet Tooth and Yellow Jacket have eliminated Darkside."

Daminizzle.

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Reply #65 - 04/07/10 at 02:31:30
 
yea, I know a few ppl who didnt wanna see Darkside get taken out, but I have no ending for him... especially compared to the whopper I have written

I'd like to think that Darkside showed his utter brutality in this tho. I mean, just slamming into a car thats already in mid-roll is just fucking sinister. I wish everyone could see the complete savageness I had in my head when he rammed Outlaw... and I thought it was cool to have Outlaw the cop car thats chained to the front of Darkside. kinda explains his absence in Black, eh?
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Reply #66 - 04/07/10 at 05:26:38
 
The inconspicious gates underneath the skybox that Calypso is seated in fly up, and the Peterbilt gas tanker known as Minion comes flying out at top speed. All competitors stop battling each other, all frozen in fear of the monster headed in their direction. Needles makes the first move, hitting Yellow Jacket with a devastating power missile. The old checkered cab whips around violently, Little Kane getting tossed around in the back seat. Needles backs his ice cream truck out of the way, leaving the cab as Minion-fodder. However, the tanker completely bypasses Yellow Jacket and makes a beeline for Sweet Tooth. Driving wildly in reverse trying to escape Minion, Needles starts firing his entire arsenal of Napalm Cones at the tanker. All but one connects, setting him on fire. Minion fires back with his own special, the Fire Hose, scorching the nose of the ice cream truck. Thumper starts trailing the tanker, keeping his Flamethrower trained on the gas tank on the back of the rig. Before long, the entire tanker truck is engulfed in flames. Minion drives around like one big ticking time bomb, with Thumper in pursuit. Suddenly, the Flamethrower stops. Hector glances down as his gas gauge to see he only has a quarter tank left.

HECTOR: Shit 'ese, we got nothin' but shells and missiles to rely on now.

Needles still driving in reverse, the tanker continues after him. Needles fires off 2 homing missiles, both connecting with Minion's front end. This brings the rig to a sudden halt. Without any warning, Thumper runs right into the back of the tanker with no chance of even hitting his brakes. With a smashed front end, Hector throws it into reverse and backs away from the rig knowing it could blow up at any moment. Yellow Jacket moves in quickly to pick up Thumper's slack, tossing a Molotov Keg. It connects, exploding in a fiery blaze. As Yellow Jacket approaches the tanker, it explodes as well. Large pieces of the tanker fly everywhere, even into the stands where several spectators are crushed. The resounding shockwave sends the checkered cab flying into the air. It lands nose-first, resulting in an end-over-end roll, finally coming to a stop as it slams into the arena's barrier wall next to the entrance where Minion had come through. Amidst the scuffle of the rig's demise, Little Kane slowly climbs from underneath the wreckage. Badly beaten, he hobbles toward the gate, disappearing into the darkness. The only two competitors left are Sweet Tooth and a horribly war-torn Thumper. Needles quickly moves in for the kill, unloading what's left of his arsenal in one big flurry that leaves the pink lowrider as nothing more than a smoldering pile of steel.

CALYPSO (through loudspeaker): Ladies and gentlemen, your winner: Sweet Tooth!!!

What's left of the crowd in the stands jump to their feet and cheer wildly. Needles whips around a couple donuts to show off a little bit. Calypso pops up onto Needles' screen.

CALYPSO: Meet me at the carpark to claim your prize.

Needles pulls into the carpark and makes his way to the top floor where he finds Calypso, Wrench Monkey and Horace sitting in Calypso's Range Rover. Needles hops out of the ice cream truck and walks over to Calypso, who is seated in the back. His window half-way down.

NEEDLES: Ok, where is it?

Calypso hands him a piece of paper.

CALYPSO: Ya know, you could have just did a Google search and got the same information.

NEEDLES: I like a challenge. Besides, what the fuck is Google?

CALYPSO: Nothing, nevermind. Good luck.

NEEDLES: Yea yea, fuck you. (now looking toward the front passenger seat)  And hey Monkey.. Napalm Cones again this year?? Jesus man, can you come up with anything else? It's the same shit every fucking year.

MONKEY (sarcastically): Ok, well how about next year, I make it so your truck turns into a robot and you can just run around firing missiles. (laughs to himself)

Needles hops back into his truck and on his way out, pulls along side Calypso's Range Rover.

NEEDLES: Oh by the way, when I took out Warthog, Price wasn't in the vehicle. If I were you, I'd get my shit and get the fuck outta dodge if you know what I mean.
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Reply #67 - 04/08/10 at 04:38:07
 
note: be on the look out for a familiar name in this part. as in, TM1 familiar


Laughing to himself, Needles speeds away. The 3 men in the Rover jump out and make a break for Calypso's office.

(for those of you reading this and picturing watching a movie, now is the time to cue your action music. for me, it's "Busy Child" by the Crystal Method)

CALYPSO: Grab every tape and disc you find. I'll get all the paperwork.

HORACE: That fucking clown!! I swear, I hate that son of a bitch!!

Calypso and his crew tear the office apart gathering every piece of incriminating evidence they can find. Once they have everything, they sprint back to the Range Rover and throw everything in the back.

CALYPSO: I gotta go get Krista. Meet me out in the street.

Realizing her hadn't seen Krista in her office, he heads straight for the garage downstairs where she spent every available minute she had during the tenure of the contest. As he approaches the door...

CALYPSO: Krista, get your shit! We gotta leave n....

As he opens the door, he sees nothing. No tools, no chassis, and no Krista. He kneels down and touches the still-warm skidmarks leading out of the open roll-up door. Glancing around the room, he sees a note tacked to one of the eisels. It reads:

"See you next year, dad.
Love, Krista

Calypso follows the skidmarks out the door, down the alley and into the street where Monkey and Horace are waiting in the Range Rover. Calypso quickly hops inside and the trio take off.

CALYPSO: Krista's gone.

MONKEY: I kinda thought so when I saw the tire treads coming out of the alleyway.

As the SUV speeds out of town, a chopper lands in the street next to the burnt shell formerly known as Warthog. Captain Price comes jogging out of a nearby building and climbs inside.

PRICE: Took you long enough to get here. I sent you that S.O.S yesterday.

COMMANDER MASON 3: We had to make sure the DZ was clear. These cars pack enough firepower to bring us down in the blink of an eye.

PRICE: I was starting to think you guys wrote me off as K.I.A. And who ordered Agent Stone to come here??

CORPORAL TANNER (standing up): That would be me. I thought you could use some help.

Price rushes Tanner and lays him out with a hard right hook. Tanner hits the floor as 4 privates restrain Price from doing any more harm.

PRICE: That arrogant prick almost got me and my partner killed!! How dare you question my capabilities?!?

TANNER (dazed): How dare you strike a superior?!? And speaking of your partner, it looks like you didn't need any help getting him killed...

Price, now in a blind fury, breaks free from the soldiers holding him and pounces on Tanner, laying punch after punch into his face. It isn't long before blood and teeth start to sprinkle across the floor of the helicopter. With the help of Mason, the 4 soldiers are able to pull Price up and restrain him to a seat.

MASON: What the fuck is wrong with you, Price?! You'll end up back in the Golag for this!!

PRICE: Not before I see that yank dead for what he's done.

The chopper makes it's way back to base while another chopper lands on the roof of Calypso's carpark. Just as all the men bail out, the building explodes, killing all the soldiers and erasing any evidence that could possibly be left behind.

Following the events of the contest, Price has been promoted for his bravery and received the Purple Heart for injury during combat. He launches a full-scale investigation against Calypso and Needles, who's whereabouts are unknown. Price calls "Roach", his new second in command.

PRICE: I want every vehicle, or what's left of them that was involved in the contest shipped to my base for a full investigation. I want to know where these weapons came from and from who.

ROACH: I'm on it now, sir.

Immediately after leaving the carpark with his prize, Needles makes a beeline for the address on the piece of paper Calypso handed him: The Bronx, New York. Hiding by day and driving by night as to avoid attention, Needles finally arrives in the Big Apple several days later. Despite the daylight hours, he drives right through downtown to his destination. He parks outside the dank, dirty apartment building and runs inside. He comes to room 5B, the number on his paper. With his size 19 shoe, he kicks the door open with ease.  Making his way to the living room, he spots a woman sitting in a ragged-out recliner. She is so baked that she doesn't even realize her front door has been kicked in and a serial killer stands mere feet from her. He walks between her and her line of sight to the tv. She looks up at him, half conscious...

WOMAN: Wow, look at how big you are. I bet you got a dick like a moose. If you do, I'll have to charge you double.....

NEEDLES: Is that any way to talk to your son?

WOMAN: What? I don't have any kids.

Needles reaches into his pocket and pulls out a photo of her, Charlie, James, Marcus and himself. He hands it to the woman.

WOMAN: Where the fuck did you get this?!

Needles pulls off his mask, revealing his face to her. She stares in awe with her jaw dropped.

WOMAN: Solomon?! I haven't seen you in ages. Figures it was you I kept seeing on the news...

NEEDLES: Well you were the reason I left. You are the reason I kill.

WOMAN: You don't say... well what about that worthless piece of shit father of yours? Where is he?

NEEDLES: Dead. Along with the other 2. And you here shortly.

The tv show she was watching is interrupted with a breaking story from the local news.

TV ANCHOR: Word is spreading fast that the ice cream truck driven by the notorious Needles Kane, better known as 'Sweet Tooth' has been spotted in The Bronx. Several eye-witnesses say they saw it driving irratically across the borough.

The newscaster goes quiet as he cups his earpiece.

TV ANCHOR: I have just received word that the truck has been found parked outside of a project apartment building in the Red Hook district. We have a cameracrew already en route.

Needles, realizing he doesn't have much time, lunges for his step-mother. Grabbing her by the throat, he rips her out of the lounge chair and squeezes her neck with an iron grip. He holds her high in the air, banging her head off of the ceiling repeatedly. Paint and drywall fall to the ground. She almost instantly turns blue as her body stops taking in oxygen. She starts to emit gargling noises as she begins choking on her own saliva, her arms thrashing around violently. In the background, on the tv, the news crew starts taking footage as they pull up to the ice cream truck. A SWAT van is already there, parked and empty. The cameraman zooms in on the dead bodies trapped underneath Sweet Tooth. Hearing the SWAT team's footsteps coming down the hall, Needles quickly snaps his step-mother's neck, and slams her dead body to the floor. Two empty cans of mace and 4 drained stun-guns later, Needles is unconscious and in police custody. He is heavily shackled and loaded into the back of the SWAT van, and taken off. He starts to come to a few minutes later.

NEEDLES: Ah fuck... you know it's a LONG drive to Blackfield from here, right?




by the way, this isn't even the end Wink
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Reply #68 - 04/08/10 at 04:57:34
 
Sweetie's real name is Solomon?!  Shocked
Oh shit! That's like Granville, Orpheus, Chadwick, Bradford, or Maximillian or something. That was really sketchy.

Great semi-ending tho. I can't believe Minion got raped so quickly. Wouldn't you kinda expect his taker to have a few safeguards against being a giant gas can? I can't wait for the ending-ending.
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Reply #69 - 04/09/10 at 04:09:56
 
Solomon Kane.. just sounds bad. like, biblical bad

he got raped so quickly cause everyone jumped om his ass, not to mention Needles pelted his ass with Napalm Cones.. then got hit with an explosive keg.. and had a flamethrower pouring right onto the main tank
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Reply #70 - 04/09/10 at 05:31:01
 
The Dizaster Child wrote on 04/09/10 at 04:09:56:
Solomon Kane.. just sounds bad. like, biblical bad

he got raped so quickly cause everyone jumped om his ass, not to mention Needles pelted his ass with Napalm Cones.. then got hit with an explosive keg.. and had a flamethrower pouring right onto the main tank

Uh... no. 'Solomon Kane' just sound like an old guy at a nursing home with a lisp, a whistling wheeze, and a super saggy beard that walks around with a creaky old walker while wearing a urine and oatmeal crusted robe.
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Reply #71 - 04/09/10 at 05:54:58
 
Several months later, Price's investigation is complete.

ROACH: What are we going to do with all the junk cars?

PRICE: I have arranged for a local scrapyard to come pick them up.

ROACH: Who would want these fucking things?

PRICE: Some place a few miles down the road called Zorko's Salvage and Steel. They are the closest yard and offered to come pick them up for free. They just want the steel weight.

ROACH: At least they'll be out of our hair. Just looking at these cars gives me the chills.

PRICE: You shoulda been out there in the middle of that mess. I'm still having night terrors from it.

Price stares at what's left of his old Hummer.

PRICE (muttering to himself): Ya know, I might just keep this one...

Over the next few days, word starts to travel throughout the underground about a closed-yard auction at Zorko's Salvage and Steel. Collectors from all over gather at the main gate to the yard. Muscle-For-Hire bouncers check each invite, making sure to only let in those strictly specified. Once inside, it becomes obvious what's up for grabs - the decimated vehicles from the prior Twisted Metal contest. The first car up for auction is Yellow Jacket, the opening bid starting at $50,000. Before anyone can make a bid, a voice at the back shouts through a megaphone...

UNKNOWN: 100 MILLION FOR THE LOT. EVERY SINGLE CAR.

AUCTIONEER: Who is the high bidder? Come forward.

Calypso makes his way to the front of the crowd.

CALYPSO: I want these cars for my collection. This is the only year I haven't collected after the contest.

AUCTIONEER: Sold. Have them out of here by 5pm this afternoon. And make sure you bring a closed trailer... we don't want to advertise what's going down here.

Calypso makes a few calls, and before long, a wrecker shows up with a closed trailer.

BILLY (southern accent): I'm looking for a 'Calypso'.

CALYPSO: That'd be me.

BILLY: I'm Billy Ray with Stillwell Wrecking and Tow. I understand you have some cars you need takin' away.

CALYPSO: Quite a few actually. I'm sure it'll take mulitiple trips, but I'm not far from here.

Billy gets started winching the smaller cars into the trailer. He follows Calypso in his Range Rover to the drop site and unloads. A few more trips later, all that's left is Darkside. Obviously not going to fit inside the covered trailer, Billy brings in a gooseneck with a frame and a canvas. They head back to the yard and load up the burnt rig, and bring it back, covered by the canvas like a big tent. As Calypso hands Billy the cash...

CALYPSO: I notice you're pretty good with your truck. You been doing this for a while?

BILLY: I been driving since I was 10. Used to drive my daddy's old Chevrolet around the backyard all the time.

CALYPSO: Tell me, would you be interested in playing a game...

After a lengthy conversation, the men shake hands and Billy is on his way. As Calypso is walking passed the black semi, he hears a noise from inside. He opens the door and sees a stowaway, crouched in the back corner. The person has their back to Calypso. All he can make out is the small frame donned in leather.

CALYPSO: Excuse me, but are you lost or just playing hide and go seek?

UNKNOWN: I've run away from home. I can't stand the torture anymore.

CALYPSO: Torture? Is your life really that bad?

The person sits upright. It would appear the person is bald, but as Calypso leans closer, he realizes that there is a lock and latch on the back of this person's head. They quickly turn to face him, revealing a porcelain doll mask.

DOLLFACE: I've been wearing this mask for years and years. He won't take it off!!

CALYPSO: Dear God, that's horrendous.

DOLLFACE: I'd do anything to get this fucking thing off of me...

CALYPSO: Interesting. Well I'll tell you what: take the truck. It's yours.

DOLLFACE: REALLY?? What's the catch?

CALYPSO: Nothing. Just come back and see me on Christmas Eve.............


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Reply #72 - 04/09/10 at 06:19:57
 
Gasp. GASP. GASP!!! I know where the is fucking going!!!


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Reply #73 - 04/09/10 at 07:23:23
 
well its going nowhere cause that was the end. like I said, that was supposed to be a direct tie-in to Black.. set up Junkyard Dog and Darkside.. and Cage was mentioned, so there's Warthog

I've been kicking around the idea of a battle fic.. even before I started this one. its so different than anything the TM universe has seen, I'm not sure how you guys would take it... total hit or miss. it'd be good for those of you who like post-apocalyptic shit. and the narrating would be quite different than my usual style of writing
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Re: Twisted Metal: Civil War
Reply #74 - 04/09/10 at 08:17:17
 
The Dizaster Child wrote on 04/09/10 at 07:23:23:

I've been kicking around the idea of a battle fic.. even before I started this one. its so different than anything the TM universe has seen, I'm not sure how you guys would take it... total hit or miss. it'd be good for those of you who like post-apocalyptic shit. and the narrating would be quite different than my usual style of writing

Hit! Hit! We wanna hear it! We love you! You entertain the guys when their dick is raw and their hand is sore.

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Damn, Kratos. You's good looking. I'd love to orbit your dick.
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