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Twisted Metal - Bounty Hunter Scum (Chapter 1)
06/30/20 at 04:37:52
Twisted Metal – Bounty Hunter Scum
By Mosh (TMA)

The Bounty Hunter Team:
Amanda X (The Snake)
Captain Cutlass (The Sea Dog)
Agent Orange (The Bio-Hazard)
Quatro (The Terminator)

The Bounty:
Ken Masters (The Movie Star)

The Client:
Big Daddy (The Crime Lord)
Goliath (Big Daddy’s Enforcer)

The Twisted Metal Freaks:
Calypso (The Ringleader)
Sam Boomer (The Speed Racer)
Bruce Wayne Cochrane (The Music Thumping Vigilante)
Miss Grimm (The Moto-Psycho)
Prime Evil (Calypso’s Enforcer)

-Chapter 1: Killers 4 Hire

In the sewers of New York City on Christmas Eve a team of 4 armed bounty hunters/mercenaries for hire, known as The K4H, meet up and plan.
Amanda X is a masculine woman with rough features and visible scars, a shaved head and tattooed arms.
Quatro is a combat android with very little human looking features, green glowing eyes, four robotic arms, and silver metal plating all over.
Agent Orange wears a gas mask and a long trench coat, big gloves, and armored boots.
Captain Cutlass is dressed like a pirate, sword and all, and looks like a man with a serious drinking problem.

Amanda X – What a shithole.
As in this place smells like a hole full of shit.
Why’d we pick this spot again?

Quatro– Calypso, the Twisted Metal contest ringleader, has cameras everywhere on the streets. It was imperative for our initiative to be discreet as possible.

Agent Orange – I like shitholes. Smells like home.

Amanda X – Fuck you, you have a gas mask on.

Agent Orange – I wear it to protect others. Where is your face mask?

Captain Cutlass – Yo ho ho, avast ye! Bunch of scallywags! This sea dog seeks the bounty and the booty. Now is not time to scuttlebutt in this city orlop that smells worse than a poop deck.

Amanda X – When do you ever get booty, Cutlass? But you’re right, it’s time to cut the crap and talk about how we capture this target before one of these Twisted Metal freaks get to him first. Remember, we get 24 million if we capture Ken Masters alive. That’s 6 million for each of us. Not a bad payday.

Agent Orange – Too bad we can’t just kill him. My nerve agents are going to waste in this mission.

Captain Cutlass – Bah, focus on the doubloons, mate. Positive thinking is what’s called for.

Quatro – Our client, the crime lord Big Daddy, was specific that we do not terminate the target. Our target, Ken Masters, eccentric millionaire playboy and highly influential entertainer who has appeared in such films as “High Octane”, “Asphalt Assault”, and “Urban Assault”, is to be captured and sent to Big Daddy for an experimental propaganda program to be utilized in a plan for global corporate domination. Specifics are confidential. Big Daddy is aware of his rival inviting Ken Masters to Twisted Metal to spoil his plans, hoping to turn Ken Masters into a specter one way or another, whether he wins or loses. 

Amanda X – Sounds like Calypso and Big Daddy are fighting over who has the bigger d—

Agent Orange – Dictators… both of them. But Big Daddy pays better.

Quatro – We will set up a perimeter, around the battleground. Wait for the right moments to attack while the vehicles duel. When Ken Masters is isolated we will capture him, take out any surveillance and security, and escape through the sewers before Calypso knows what happened to one of his drivers.

Amanda X – Like a stealthy pit viper, we wait for the right time to bite and poison the prey.

Captain Cutlass – And any scurvy dog who gets in the way we send to Davy Jones’ locker.

Agent Orange – I have my choking agents ready. Hope these Twisted Metal freaks like diphosgene.

Quatro – Then let us engage.

To Be Continued…

Chapter 2 Preview –

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Reply #1 - 07/03/20 at 08:54:05

Above the sewers on the snowy near-midnight streets of Brooklyn, New York, the Twisted Metal contest is about to begin.

On each corner of the battlefield, surrounded by an invisible force field, trapping the contestants inside the battleground, are four participants in their customized vehicles of choice. They are Bruce Cochrane/Thumper, Ken Masters/Spectre, Sam Boomer/12-Pak, and Miss Grimm/Moto Psycho.

Around the battleground are armed soldiers working for Calypso, the ringleader of the contest. They are a mix of mind-controlled men and androids programmed by Calypso himself.

The innocent people of the area have been put in a zombie state by Calypso, with pedestrians aimlessly roaming about on the streets or in their homes, oblivious to the events about to ensue.

Music plays in the background of the arena. The music is a hybrid of styles… electronic, orchestral, and metallic.

Calypso begins to speak as his voice is heard throughout the arena from the voices of the cyborgs planted around the arena, and from the car stereos of the contestants..

The bounty hunters/mercenaries (Amanda X, Agent O, Cutlass, Quatro) silently wait underground and listen.

Calypso – I am Calypso! I have taken over your city, you pathetic cretins, peasants of Brooklyn. I have taken over your minds too - and I doubt you will miss it. All of you will witness, against your will, as I destroy your neighborhood with my wonderful entertainment. I call it Twisted Metal! I have chosen 4 skilled maniacs for this little area. Normally, I like to go to the West Coast with my events, but they are still repairing my last mess over there. These four maniacs are skilled at the art of car combat. Well, vehicular combat, technically, but fuck you nerds! What? What is that? I can break the 4th wall if I fucking want to. I AM CALYPSO, and this is Twisted Metal… oh, and let me welcome all of those who are using their smart devices to stream this event…

Bruce Cochrane – Get to the fucking introductions, you weirdo fuck. Fuck the streamers.

Calypso - On one corner is Bruce “Wayne” Cochrane, a domestic vigilante who has joined a terroristic contest for oh so noble reasons, to rid crime from the streets, riding his bright pink 1979 Cadillac Coupe De Ville Lowrider customized with weapons. I’ll be rooting for you to die, heh heh heh.

Bruce – I don’t doubt it.

Calypso - On another corner is Sam “Severance” Boomer, an ex-NASCAR racer, fired for drinking heavily during races, looking for a chance at reviving his career. He drives a modified prize stock racer/Chevrolet Chevelle with the number 12 painted on each side of the vehicle. Would you like a 12-pack of Coronas, Sammy?

Sam – I’m going to change the rules to allow drinking during races. It’s not fair, I tell you. Drunk drivers should have rights. I haven’t been able to get my life in order since I been kicked out of NASCAR… so I have nothing left to lose but this meaningless life by trying to fix my past by winning this demolition derby. I don’t care who dies. It’s not my fault alcohol is so addictive, anyway.

Calypso – Of course not. You’re misunderstood, and a victim of society’s ridiculous rules.

Sam – Exactly! You understand!

Calypso - In the third corner is Miss Grimm, a highly deranged and scary individual indeed. She seeks to become the grim reaper, and drives an all-black Harley-Davidson motorcycle nicknamed the moto psycho, with a sidecar featuring a big gun mounted on its seat. She wears face paint/war paint that resembles that of an evil clown jester. Reminds me of someone I knew.

Miss Grimm – You will make me the Grim Reaper and you will like it, funny man. And then I can eat the souls. They taste like sugar, so sweet. I can eat souls forever, and truly live, live, live like Queen, yes, yes, yes, yes… Can I eat your face, funny man? Pwetty pwetty pweeeaze?

Calypso – Oh, I like you. You can go fuck my sister in Hell, Miss Grimm. You will either become death or be taken by it, so either way, you’ll be going there.

Miss Grimm – I can eat her face too, ha, ha! Yummy yum yum.

Calypso - In the fourth and final corner is Ken Masters, a famous Hollywood actor of big budget action films, bored of his fame, bored of his normal family, seeking a new kind of thrill… a life or death type of thrill. Fortunately, for him, his wish has already been granted. But maybe he will surprise us and ask for something other than a meaningless thrill. He drives an all-white sports car, Chevrolet Corvette C2 Stingray from 1964, nicknamed Spectre by Mr. Masters... Looks like a baby’s car, Mr. Masters. Why not opt for a monster truck or a tank?

Ken Masters – Are you kidding me? Someone as handsome as me deserves better than an unattractive vehicle. Even when I starred in “Critical Depth: Submarine Assault” I had a sexy submarine. And Baby’s Car? We’ll see if you feel the same way when I’m the last man standing. There’s no way I’m losing. I’m more than a movie star. I’m a winner.

Calypso – Ah, that’s the spirit, Mr. Masters. And now that the introductions are over with, we can began… Only one of you brave warriors will survive this battle. The others I will see in Hell. Good luck, drivers…

The drivers start their vehicles and begin to hunt each other…

Thumper finds an alley between buildings to camp in. He turns off his front lights and quietly waits for an opportunity to ambush.

A Twisted Metal security guard appears in the alley… one of Calypso’s mind-controlled men hired to enforce the rules. He gets right next to Thumper.

Guard – No camping, sir.

Bruce rolls down his windows, and with a small firearm fires at the guard’s chest, killing him, spraying blood on the alley wall.

Bruce – Fuck you.

Suddenly 12-Pak starts shooting at Thumper.

The vehicles of the contest have shields that protect the vehicle until a certain damage threshold is met, so the bullets of 12-pak’s mounted guns are not doing direct damage, but Thumper is forced to reverse in the alley while 12-Pak charges with a fury.

Bruce – Fuck, my shields are at 50 percent…

Sam (speaking to his car) – Reticle seeker, engage.

12-Pak starts to countdown while chasing Thumper who is driving in reverse with each gunning at each other. They leave the alley and turn into the streets. The vehicles smash into pedestrians (who are still in a zombie state).

12-Pak’s infrared homing missile barrage countdown – 10, 9, 8...

Bruce – Flamethrower, activate!

Flames shoot from two flamethrowers attached to the bottom of the Thumper vehicle, damaging 12-Pak’s shield heavily.

Sam – Fuck, can’t see…

Severed Sam reaches for his shotgun inside the vehicle and wildly shoots it outside his window towards Thumper.

12-Pak special countdown – 3, 2,...

Bruce presses a button that makes Thumper jump over 12-Pak.

12-Pak’s special weapon destroys a nearby building and 12-Pak crashes through a Pizzeria, while still on fire from the flamethrower

Bruce – Ha, screw you!

Thinking 12-Pak was done for and wanting to recharge his shields, Bruce drives away in Thumper seeking and planning his next battle with either Spectre or Grimm.

Inside the destroyed Pizzeria Sam Boomer leaves his car, in his racing suit, and while injured, easily finds the strength to go for the beer in the undamaged fridge of the pizzeria. He starts drinking, and programs 12-Pak for self-repair.

Sam Boomer finishes a beer, and grabs another.

Sam – Ah, tasty. …I think I’m about ready for round two.

Captain Cutlass suddenly appears.

Cutlass – I wouldn’t mind me a round myself.

Cutlass, with pirate sword in hand, swings his sword towards Sam…

Sam Boomer is decapitated.

Cutlass – Sorry, mate. Guess ye be Severed Sam now.

Cutlass - I’m going to need this…

Cutlass takes the beer out of Sam’s lifeless hand, drinks some, and then takes Sam’s helmet off and puts it on. Captain Cutlass conceals the body, then gets into 12-Pak’s vehicle and drives out of the pizzeria.

Cutlass talks into a walkie-talkie type of radio communication device.

Cutlass – I severed 1 scurvy dog, X. I have set sail in disguise.

Amanda X (via comms) – Me and Quatro are still underground on the other side of the map tracking Grimm and Specter. They are close to each other but so far they haven’t met. They are picking up weapons from Calypso’s weapon caches, and Miss Grimm has been preoccupied killing off pedestrians. Quatro is using his internal radar to track the vehicle movements. We got you tracked too, and we see Thumper heading this way as well. ETA 5 minutes, maybe 10 if he goes in circles. Be careful, Cutlass.

Cutlass – Aye, Aye.

Amanda X - If Calypso discovers something is up, who knows what that freak will do. We sent Agent Orange to prep his tank for when we evacuate, with Ken Masters… and we’ll nerve gas this shithole if we have to take out Calypso’s army. Then we collect from Big Daddy.

Cutlass – Aye.

Cutlass drives off in 12-Pak in pursuit of Thumper.

In the wreckage of the Brooklyn Pizzeria Calypso suddenly appears, with a look of disgust to his face. Calypso has one all-black left eye, one all-red right eye, long hair on the right side, and no hair on the left. Calypso appears as a freakish man in a fancy business suit. His fingernails are freakishly long. He is holding an assault rifle.

Calypso – Who was that pirate filth?

Calypso waves his hand towards the concealed and headless corpse of Sam Boomer.

Calypso – Wake up, Mr. Boomer.

“Severed” Sam stands, without his head, and moves towards Calypso.

Calypso – Find the pirate who took your helmet. Kill him.

The headless Sam Boomer grabs Calypso’s assault rifle and starts to run, with incredible speed, out into the street in pursuit of Captain Cutlass.

Calypso begins to laugh while he fades away and disappears back to wherever he came from.

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Reply #2 - 07/03/20 at 20:50:57

Chapter 3 (Interlude)

In the basement of a house in Santa Monica, California are two stoners, Mike and Stu.

They are streaming Twisted Metal on their smart TV while smoking hash mixed with weed in a bong while sitting on a couch. Rob Zombie’s music is playing in the background. They have instruments, vinyl records, and old porno magazines scattered around.

Calypso (on TV as a color commentator) – Thumper’s survival technique was impressive but I have seen much better, ladies and gentlemen. Some of you may remember 5 years ago when Masta Mikey entered the contest and managed to survive 15 minutes on 5 or less points of shield health against some formidable foes. And he ended up winning the damn thing. I couldn’t believe it!

Mike – Uh… this sucks, Stu. Nothing has been happening in this TM. Last year was way better when they had Minion, Darkside, Warthog, and the garbage truck guy. I like big dogs, not these little sports cars, and motorcycles. What is this crap?

Stu – Yeah, I wasn’t really paying attention the last ten minutes to be honest. This hash is fire.

Mike – Want to turn on the Playstation instead?

Stu – Yeah. (Cough) This Calypso talks like a fag anyway.

The two idiots laugh and turn Twisted Metal off.

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