*I get the vehicle place* RN Guy: Alright. this is your vehicle, a 1000 hp AWD carbon fiber reinforced D-series. It has a 50 cal too. Me:....*jaw drops* RN guy: Well, I gotta go now follow me, I'll give you this so you know where I am *gives me a phone*. *leaves and revs his engine* Me: Well. This is awesome! *gets in and follows him*
Part 3: A teenage white girl, roughly 17 years old with short blonde hair, was sleeping in the back of the Beast in a big, poofy green sleeping bag with the initials "GSA" on them. Clearly, the Beamacian soldiers intended on using the race as a very sneaky way of killing several enemies at once (Ryan is a part of the Infinity Squad, a rival to GSA). So, I decided that it would be best for me to put her in the bed of my Pigeon until she woke up. When she did wake up, however, she seemed to be more pleased to see me than I thought she would be. "Oooooooowwww....what happened? Oh, my gosh, my head hurts. I can't believe that anyone would do this to me..." the lass moaned. It appeared that she had suffered some minor bruises in the crashes, which (especially compared to the fate of the Beamacians) was barely anything at all. "Good day to you, my dear lady. May I ask what trouble you got yourself into to cause you to get kidnapped by the Beamacians?" I asked, attempting to be as formal as possible while still giving an understandable message?" "Well....oooowwww," the GSA soldier started, before experiencing a great amount of pain on her arm,"I was spying on them yesterday to help out my army, and...well...the Beamacians were not happy about that, as you can imagine. So I got tossed in the back of a truck and banged around in my sleeping bag (which thankfully is armored) for a day or so. Speaking of the truck....aaaaahhhh," she groaned, still in pain after the crash, "what happened to it?" "It crashed into a pile of trees," I said. "By the way, I'm John Marshmallow." At that point, the little lady paused for 10 seconds. "You....you're THE John Marshmallow? The one who won the Hirochi 12-Hour Race?" she said, amazed that she was finally meeting her hero in person. "Yes, yes I am. I am John Marshmallow the racing driver, and I have come to...errr..." I began, before the lass unzipped her sleeping bag and hugged me harder than a T-Series hitting a brick wall. "Oh, my gosh! I can't believe I've finally met you!" *muffled cheering into my shoulder* "I'm Daisy, by the way. I'd be more than happy in accompanying you in your travels." "We'd better get going; Beamaica will hear about this, and they will likely kill the both of us," I said sternly. And with that, after some mild rearranging of supplies, we were off and headed through one of the most abandoned dirt roads in Firwood County. We pelted along at 60 kilometers per hour, the Pigeon having no issues with the bumps, when Daisy started to comment on my awkward choice of vehicle. "Why did you pick this Pigeon, John?" she asked. "It was the first vehicle that I saw which was in good condition and also would be easy to fix. It's also cheap, strong, reliable, economical, and it's fun to drive," I replied. "Okay, sounds good enough," Daisy said. Remember my "friends" from Part 2? Here's where I met them. However, to my surprise, they weren't happy to see Daisy with me. "So, why are you carrying around enemy soldiers, eh? And what happened to the Beast?" the fake Andrew asked. "This is my friend now," I said confidently, pointing to Daisy, "and I have a feeling that you wanted to kill me and my friend Ryan in that race." "Correct, we are Beamacians," one of the women in the back said, "and you and your friend are going to die!" "Woah, let's get out of here!" I shouted to Daisy, as she ran to the Pigeon. She shot all of the back-seat passengers, and I was able to kill the front-seat passenger before we got into the Pigeon. I closed the driver's door, shifted the turd into first gear, and let the diesel engine shove its way to 4,000 RPM. The Roamer followed us after a bit, and we were off in a chase back to the gas station. The lone remaining Beamacian, angered by the loss of his friends, attempted to kill the both of us with pure force. However, Daisy already had that covered. "John, I'll shoot that man's tires out," she said, pulling out a Makarov and hitting the right-front tire dead-on. And with that, we were off to the Industrial Site. Part 4 coming.
Looks like you have yourself a fan girl... Anyways, I am in a convoy now. (Any realistic name that I say is someone apart of Red Stars) Matt: Lets go! *I4 screams and goes 150 mph* Aani: Don't go so fast! You haven't even owned it for 5 days. Matt: Eh, whatever.... *We arrive at Hirochi Raceway* Me: Why....why are we here? Aani: You haven't guessed? This is Red stars Base, it has over 18,000 people working here. Nobody has really invaded us, But we do get fired at sometimes and we need to call in an airstrike if our vehicles aren't enough. Me: Ohh. Matt: We will get you somewhere to stay.
Yeah, I pretty much do have a fangirl on my hands...but one who can do very well at basic tasks (unlike most fangirls). Anyways....I didn't even know that the Red Stars had operations this big. I thought that they only operated in Texas, but that sure snuck under my nose. I'm thinking of racing you guys, but considering the sort of vehicles that you all use, and how fast they are going to be compared to my Pigeon, I'm not so sure. However, that isn't to say that I wasn't able to find myself another vehicle to use. While Daisy and I were traveling back to Hirochi, we found this beauty near the sawmill. It looks to be a 1990 Gavril D15 V8 AWD Sport, but it sure doesn't look pretty under all that dirt that it collected over the past 5 years of just sitting without oil or fuel. Thankfully, though, Daisy had already brought some gasoline to re-fuel it with, and I got the oil, battery, and other stuff taken care of. So, I may have a sleeper on my hands right now. It's not preferable (I would have wanted a Covet), but who knows how good this will be. Anyway, we're heading to Hirochi shortly to try and beat at least one of you Red Stars. (This is starting to seem more like Initial Beam than the apocalypse).
*Comes out of Hatch in the Basement of my house in GH* Whoa. What is going on? Did nuclear war actually happen? *Power is out, same as water* Huh. Interesting. How long was i in the bunker? 2 or 3 weeks maybe? Things have changed a lot aparently. But the bunker is totally out of stock, and the air pump broke. *Grabs Pistol from the desk next to the front door, then opens the door* Where is everyone? Well this is odd. Where is the nuclear winter? Didnt we get nuked? huhhhhhhhhh this cant be good. Well, atleast my car is where i left it.
off topic: heh heh... i just had that idea and i had to execute it, its too good to pass it up. On topic: *I move into my bedroom* Aani: This will be your bedroom. theres a bed (obviously), a computer, a desk and a gun. Me: Alright... Aani: Make yourself at home, I gotta go. Me:*stares at her with googly eyes*
huh..... That doesnt look good. *Gets in the ETK* --- Post updated --- *Drives away* uhhhh.... I hope they didnt see me. *A Diesel engine can be heard in the distance, not far behind me* Oh crap. Please tell me thats a generator *Turns back and looks behind OH NO.
Wasting gas on racecars is the smartest idea man! You won't last long. Still sitting in the cabin with my D35 and my K6tx
off topic: You can make ethanol, which race cars run 100% on. basically you could make cars run on alcohol.
You know how much work that would be to convert your gas to ethanol? And even that, you need ethanol to begin with. It's simply not a good idea to race cars when it's chaos around you.
RANDOM NEWS FLASH: There's rumors about a new plague is infecting people in GH. About 200 people were killed by the plague, they said. Also, the plague can't be treated even with the best antibiotics and vaccines. BTW, the plague isn't related to the zombies, according to sources. --- Post updated --- OT: All of the squad left GH and they have arrived at the Hirochi Raceway. We camped beneath the location, and I sent myself to spying Red Stars.
Uh oh, that's a Beamaica roadblock and I think they will be somewhat angry at me if they see things labeled 'GSA' in my trunk. I need a plan. I have a plan. *parks his car* *takes a box of grenades and a gun and walks up the ridge* Hehe, they didn't even notice me! *throws multiple grenades down* Road clear! *stops the car and leaves a note saying "Greetings from GSA" so they will think GSA did it*
Well, I'm running out of gas, water, and food, plus my medical supplies stolen, I have eight shotgun shells, and a lowrider. Miiiight need some help here, if anyone wants to. Well, i'm back in wonderful Utah! Hmm, whodahfaq is that? -Two people in an 800 Series are sitting on the median not moving- Jesus christ, John? -John starts shooting at me with an uzi- Damn! I guess the chase is on?! -Goes off turn- -More shots come through rear window- Holy Fuck!!! -I run off of a hairpin, spinning and beaching myself on rocks- John: It's all over, YOU'RE DONE... What did I do to you man? John: You did nothing to me, but you JUST SO HAPPENED TO RAPE HER. You know I wouldn't stoop that low man... -John pulls out glock- -Sorry john, you lost that quickdraw- -Shoots john in the leg and pushes my car offa the rocks- -leaves- After that, I went to my base, left the lowrider there, and got a 291 Gavril Bandit, pretty clean car too.
finds driftin covets friends agrees to give them my car and weapons they leave continues on his way to find cody and the rambulance --- Post updated --- finds driftin covets friends agrees to give them my car and weapons they leave continues on his way to find cody and the rambulance
I took a sniper and hid on a building near the track. I aimed a blue Sunburst drivinv on a track. *gun fires bullet* *driver shot and died* *car crashes track* I left in a jiffy. Before I left, I stole a radio on the desk.
camping below? How is that possible. How did you dig under with people all around you, and who said Red Stars were bad? --- Post updated --- *driver acted like he died so that you left* *radio is broken* Blue sunburst driver: ugh, now infinity squad is attacking bases for no reason. *gets out and inspects broken glass*
I have two characters, Studebaker (Me) In the Lowrider, And Mark, yes Markiplier I'm a Fanboy make fun of me, in an I-Series. Damn, this place is lifeless Well, I guess no need staying. -Hours later- Hmm, what is this place? Oh, it's a radio tower! With a working Radio! Soo Kewl!!! -On radio- Rainvest: What do you mean you're making ethanol? SK101: It's actually kinda fun. Mark: Could I get a Mic check? SK101: I read you 5/5 how copy? Mark: I am on a coastal area of abandoned florida, I need a boat outta here. Rainvest: On it. -Many hours pass- Well, looks like Imma be here a while.
