We're now in some old country town. I would know the name but apparently an 18 wheeler crashed in to it. -a few hours later- We found a nice home to stay in until we have to leave. Town is not populated, we checked it everywhere. The main roads are blocked off by rocks, really huge rocks and lots of them and they never finished the road after the bridge. (I put the rocks there by blowing up an extremely large rock). We drove over to the gas station to check for any supplies and after we parked a beat ambulance sped over We grabbed our guns and aimed at the driver. After 10 minutes of an explanation, we let him join our group. He knows how to hunt and he has the ambulance full of everything we don't have.
-Mark doing some fishing.- --- Post updated --- Back with Studebaker... Man, that Bandit was cool and all, but this shit is THE BOMB Leather lined comfort, working Eight-Track CD player, nice 187 BHP 307CUi V8. Who's that guy? -Guy with KelTek shotgun standing in the middle of the road- Oh balls... -Runs him over after taking one through the windshield- Thank god i'm alive, those beam-whatever soldiers are a fucking disgrace.
Part 4 (returning to the actual point of the apocalypse): What sort of car did you have? If you can find something better than a 500-horsepower, all-wheel-drive, 3.6-second-to-60-mile-per-hour, (potentially) 160-mile-per-hour D15 V8 AWD Sport custom, I'll take it. By the way, I only have one friend in the roleplay (Daisy); the other "friends" were Beamacians who wanted to kill me and Daisy (look to Part 3 of my adventures, which is on this page as the second post. Speaking of my friend, here's what we did when we got "Dirty Dairy" (what Daisy calls it): So, as we were driving along with my new truck (which is crazy fast, by the way; I think I could beat some top-line ETKs with this), I noticed something peculiar about it. Me: Daisy, I think that this truck might be absolutely perfect for me. It is monstrously quick and fun to drive, and it is also a good all-rounder. Daisy: Well, that's just great. You just want to live the redneck life, don't you? Me: Sophisticated redneck life, excuse me. Daisy (sarcastically): *chuckles* I see. Well, then, would you mind slowing down to let me hear that obnoxious V8? Me:That would be no difficulty. As we turned onto the highway, though, Daisy heard another GS3 with a TX500. Daisy: Errrr...Jacob, I hear something. Me: Oh, I see what you are heaving right now. That may be a Nodesian car. Daisy: Yeah, that is. Oh, man, I didn't know that the Nodesians would want to be getting at us. Me: Who would not want a professional racing driver and a GSA agent on their team? So, I decided to let Daisy go onto a backroad before unleashing the full might of my truck. Daisy: Hey, Jacob, let's meet up at the little house over at the beach. We could sleep there for the night. Me: Alright, but I must eliminate these Nodesians however I can. I shall use the full fury of my truck to escape these agents. Daisy: *giggles* Good, good. And with that, I floored the truck to over 80 miles per hour. Just as I thought, the Nodesians had no hope of catching my bullet truck in their inferior D-Series, so I decided to slow the truck down just enough to keep them distracted from Daisy, and then floored off into the sunset once again. *Nodesians Nodesian 1: We need backup here for a CRAZY fast D-Series. It's filthier than shit, and it's headed down the highway. Nodesian HQ: We're bringing backup for you right now. Nodesian 2: Thanks! We also saw a Pigeon go onto the beach road. *three of the Nodesians start shooting at my truck* Me: *kills all of the Nodesians shooting at my truck* I shall show you what a real racing truck can do! *floors it* *TX500 supercharger goes to max boost* Unfortunately for them, the Nodesians, in their efforts to catch up to me, took far too much speed into one of the long, winding turns. Nodesian 1: AAAAHHH! Nodesian 5: We're gonna crash! *bash* *boom* *all Nodesians in truck are dead* All the while, Daisy had been absolutely flying down the mountain road leading to one of the GSA's bases in Firwood. Daisy: *shifts Pigeon into third gear* If John gets rid of the Nodesians, then I will be amazed. *hears explosion of truck in background* Daisy: Oh, no, I have to get to John! He might have died in a crash! However, I had not died yet. Instead, I was driving to the little house in my truck, keeping a lookout for any people. When I arrived, I decided to give Daisy a message on our walkie-talkies: Me: Daisy..I think I may have found the house. Daisy: You did?! Oh, my gosh, I thought you had died! Me: No, I did not. Daisy: Well, I'm coming there right now. When she arrived, we both parked our cars up like this. However, just as I was about to open the door, Daisy decided to ask me a rather hard question. Daisy: John, are you planning on joining the GSA? Me: No, Daisy, I am not. Daisy: But you take such good care of me. Me: Only to turn you over to the GSA in good health. Daisy: Well, then, my friend, whose side ARE you on? Part 5 coming soon.
Meanwhile, in our base in GH.... DAWN: Sir, we saw some GSA troopers searching our camp area. ME: SQUADMATES, PLEASE STAY ALERT! GSA TROOPER ARE FINDING US! WE.... *shots fired* *one of our men was shot* ME: DEFEND! GSA troopers went to attack our camp. Over 30 troopers from my squad were killed. I and Dawn survived. --- Post updated --- OFF TOPIC: Where are you?
Off topic: I would say but I'm afraid of all the people in this rp going *airplanes bomb that town or some shit* because everything is going good for me or the little apoc. groups are just assholes On topic: Me: Hey Amy? Amy: Yo Me: I noticed something funny when I picked you up a few weeks ago... Amy: *getting almost obviously worried* Oh... really? Me: Yeah. You had a PRN vehicle that was rather shot up. I didn't wanna say anything about the vehicle earlier, because I saw you in trouble but it's been bothering me... a lot. Amy: *tears building up in her eyes* Me: Amy... are you apart of the PRN? And we're you shot up by the GSA because you placing a roadblock? Don't lie. *my hand is on a pistol that's residing in a gun holder on my belt* Amy: *she nods her head, crying, and noticing my movements toward my weapon* Me: You were going to kill me when I arrived at the roadblock weren't you? You saw I had a mobile home and supplies awhile back, so you thought you would kill me and take what I had, or take me prisoner. Amy: It's not like tha- Me: Amy that's bull and you know it. Does the PRN know where we are? Probably not, this town would have no reception for trackers and whatnot anyway. *i remove my pistol from the holder and aim it, as Amy closes here eyes and prepares for the fatal shot* *i shoot the gun, the bullet whizzing by her head and into wall* *she collapses, crying harder, accepting this act as mercy* Me: *scoffs* And to think we were making progress *recalling all the times we flirted, and the one time we kissed before making it here* You can stay in this house, but I'm not staying here with you. Don't expect me to talk to you unles I need to. *i leave* (Off topic: I know this sounds harsh but I have my reasons. There's a history between them that none of you know about, only because he doesn't like to speak a single word about it. Stay tuned)
*a plane flies above* *missile attack starts* *Markiplier killed in action* lol --- Post updated --- OT: Both I and Dawn ran away. Both of us found a Ibishu Hopper, and we drove it. Both of us is safe as at now.
Well this was a big suprise (not), the Barstow got stolen, but the people who took it left their car, an D-Series crew cab with a lifted suspension, but no gas. Its way better than the Barstow.
In car, Dawn started to talk about her past. Dawn is born and raised in Generic City, and she came from a rich family. Her father, which is a theme park tycoon, owned a whole lot of cars, including a ultra-rare Civetta Bolide Notte. Her father died 3 years ago. She also told me that her father always said: "A life of riches isn't always a life of happiness." Also, she is a really brilliant student, being a genius she graduated from Harvard at the age of 19. However, she didn't like to live in a rich life so, instead of inheriting her father's theme park business, she went to Atoll for a life she wants. She joined my company last year and I later knew her. I told her she's a good employee and she is a reliable and a hardworking person. But then, she confessed to me that she actually fell in love with me. I didn't really reply to her but instead I said to her probably not now. --- Post updated --- Suddenly, a plane flew through us. ME: OMG IT'S THE GSA!!! DAWN: QUICK! WE'RE GOTTA GETTIN' OUT OF HERE! *plane starts bombing us* *car explodes, both of us ran away* Suddenly, a unknown attacker come to us. They hit Dawn and me, and I fainted. The guy took me away, and later Dawn found a spot to hide, and she fainted. *an hour later* Dawn survived. She woke up and found out that I'm gone. DAWN: RYAN!!! WHERE ARE YOU!!! *raises up* *grabs SA-80 and reloads it* *runs away* (note: As the character "me" was lost ATM, starting from this point, I would use the character Dawn until I say so)
-That does not happen- You cuck. --- Post updated --- Guess I should get-a-goin. -Hears Jerry's D-Series and hides- Oh jesus, Imma die. Jerry: You can come on out, I'm not gonna shoot. -grunt- Ohhhkaey? Jerry: Like really, I don't exactly have a gun. Ahh, okay. -Couple hours later- Damn, must've been a nice Barstow as well. Jerry: Yeah.
Just kidding hahaha. XD Sorry to trying to ruin your story. OT: Dawn ran away from the attack and she found a boat. She started the boat and she drove the boat away. **A DAY LATER** DAWN: Erm...where is this place? (saw a bill board) Greenridge? What? Ryan's hometown? The boat arrived at the coast, Dawn landed from the boat and start finding things. DAWN: There's a town near this place. Ryan lives in there. Lets go to there. When she arrived at the town, she's shocked about how the town became after a big hurricane. The town has became big chaos. She came to my home and suddenly, she saw my customized black S-Series sedan. DAWN: I know this car. Ryan's favourite car. Originally a TTSport GT AWD, he modified with a ETK R10-57 V10 race engine swap and he tuned the car to 697 PS. He always drive this car. Weirdly, it's untouched even a big hurricane attacked the small town. Dawn found the keys of the car, entered it, started it and drove away. On the road to the port... DAWN: Argh, it's unpredictable, it's harsh and it's fast as hell! But It's okay, I would probably getting used to it. Off-topic: Sorry, but my customized S-Series is untouched. That one I drove to escape and you got for your spare parts is a tuned S6t which is not mine. The other one, which Dawn "stole" it is in my garage.
@killstreak451 Actually, I think I may have found the perfect car for you. This is a slightly-rusty, customized Ibishu Hopper. If you want it, I'd be more than happy to give it to you. On-topic: The next day, Daisy had gotten the radios working at our house, and was communicating with her fellow GSA members in some highly-advanced code. The most that I could get out of it while outside the house was this: Daisy: Daisy to Tundra Storm, over. Tundra Storm (presumably): You got the radios working? Amazing! And has the s'more joined us yet? Daisy: Yes, I did get the radios working. However, the s'more said that he was not interested in being a soldier. Tundra Storm: We don't need him to shoot anything; we just need him for Fast and Furious. Daisy: But that's stupid! Didn't we say that we were going putting him into Flatout instead? Tundra Storm: Nope, Flatout has already been put into action and is being worked on right now. How long are you planning on staying with the s'more? Daisy: He said that he wasn't interested in keeping me, and only wanted to turn me back over to you all. Tundra Storm: Dang. Well, try and get him interested, and if you fail, then we'll have to try using the AcceleRacers instead. At that, I decided to back away.
I decided to stay in Utah for some time. The state has become a battlefield for GSA, PRN, Beamaica and Infinity Squad and the locals aren't pleased. I used that as my advantage and established a faction called "Clean Roads" and began convincing people to join it by telling them that this is the only way to free the state from the aforementioned organisations. As of today it consists of 125 people. We decided to attack a GSA base and our convoy consisting of 2 former school buses with caravans, 2 former ambulances and my Pessima is currently heading for it. Our fighting squad consists of 104 people including me, the others remained in the Clean Roads HQ (an abandoned factory) to defend it in case something goes wrong.
Part 5: While Daisy was having her little chat with her other GSA members, I tried to figure out what she had meant from her messaging. (Note: All of these are in my head, so as to not raise suspicion to my friend.) Me: Why in the world would I want to join up in a mediocre film series that doesn't have anything to do with street racing anymore? Why would they want to use me for an old driving game series? What's the point of contacting a fictional group of racers from an old Hot Wheels show? Me: Also, why did Daisy refuse a Hopper when her Pigeon is barely capable of even coming close to my D15's performance? There surely has to be a reason. Me: Wh--hang on...no, that can't be. The Red Stars are...but the Red Stars are slightly affiliated with the GSA, if I remember correctly. I noticed that the GSA cars tend to be quite a bit quicker than all of the other cars... Me: Wait, that's it! I think I know what's going on here. Daisy (presumably her code name) is meant to be used to convince me to join the GSA so that the Red Stars can get themselves a new driver to help them combat the rival teams. Then, after they're done with that, they'll commence Operation Fast and Furious (likely about using the Red Stars' driving skill to slaughter the "inferior" teams) and because the GSA has a ton of soldiers, the whole thing can be covered quite well...IT ALL MAKES SENSE! Me: Daisy, you better have backup coming, as I'm going to be delivering a car to a friend. Daisy: Oh, I've got backup coming, alright. Me: Okay, good to know. Me: *on phone* Hello, Killstreak. I found a Hopper for you. It's quite interesting. Killstreak: Yo, that's great! Bring it over to me at the house at the southern end of Firwood County. Me: Okay. *hangs up phone* *gets in Hopper* Me: If I didn't have my D15, I would take this thing, but I guess Killstreak needs this more than I d-WHAT IS THAT?! Ahead of me was a Nodesian Vanster flying over to the southern corner of Firwood. I decided to follow it. Fortunately for me, I had once been a street racer who drove a Covet around these parts of the county, so with my skill, knowledge, and the Hopper's good handling, I was able to gain up to them quite quickly. Me: It looks like they kidnapped someone. Nodesian 6: Dang, this man is QUICK! Nodesian 7: I know, right? Nodesian 8: We have to speed up: Andrew: *muffled* Nodesian 6: Oh, we'll take good care of you...*evil laugh* Nodesian 9: Man, you're going in too fast! All Nodesians in van: AAAAAAAHHHH!!! *crash* *all of them are knocked out* Me: Time to put you in. *bumps van* Me: Hmm...nothing much here.... *looks around* Nothing much here, as well---Andrew?!
I made it to a UNCS shelter and stayed there for a short time. While I was there, I got a full charge on my S-Series, and got some advice. The troops said that my S-Series was extremely impractical, and that I should find another car. They said electric conversions of Ibishus, using Condensa and 200EX running gear were common, and they had been abandoned by the civilians. Afterwards, I drove around looking for one of these. Sure enough, I found one sitting on a broken bridge, a 200LX iTec conversion. However, when I got into the car, I found a note taped to the windshield. It read: "please take care of my darling and my car please go away before they get you they got me" I tried to decode who "They" was, and when I looked over the bridge, I found a grisly scene. The car owner's body was sitting in a ravine below, and evidently had just fallen in. I then thought: "Wait. The letter said "darling"! What darling?" I searched around the car. Then, I opened the trunk. A cage was inside, and inside the cage, a rabbit. I thought: "Wow...." Then, I started the car, and left, leaving my S-Series there.
*I wake up in my bedroom to yelling* Matt: GET THE HELL UP! WE'RE IN TROUBLE Me: What? *rubs eye* * explosion* Me: Oh god! *grabs gun and runs over to them but passes out in the process* -4 hours later, on a hospital bed- Me: Ugh... what happened? Aani: They had sent over 80 troops to our base. Those damn GSA troops betrayed us! just for not paying them back... guess we have a rival now. Me: Ohh...how did I get here? I'm not injured.. Aani: Oh you just took the shockwave of a explosion, we wanted to make sure your brain was okay, Me: *stares at the ceiling* *Matt comes in* Matt: Okay, 1 person is reported dead. they will pay...
Returning to Mark; What's that noise? -Whirr-ing of boat- Hey, my ride's finally here! -Gets on boat and leaves for ECUSA- (Sorry this is so short, planning an Edit soon...) Ooh, two in one! Back with Studebaker; -Scruccchhh- Damn, that guy in the ambulance was SET. Ehh, he definitely didn't see me go down here though, I was haulin'. -Boing- Oww... Huh, didn't know this river ran in the dry season. Might as well get some water. And take a piss, jesus. -After taking a leak and restocking on water- Huh, what time is it? Oh jeez, I've been here for a while... Anywho... -Crosses river-. -Roamer appears off of hill and blocks road- -Speaking unknown language- Dude, I don't speak that shit. -Roamer driver pulls out shotgun- However, I do speak that.
Part 6: Andrew (shocked): John! I can't believe you came to get me! Oh, my gosh, you won't believe what happened. Me: Not to worry, Andrew, I believe that we should be able to get out of here with few troubles. After all, this area of Firwood County is almost completely abandoned. Andrew: Can I drive that Hopper? I really want it. Me: Unfortunately, that is for a friend of mine who has no vehicle to spare. Andrew: Dang it. It looks so awesome! Me: Yes, but we'll go and deliver it to him. After Andrew climbed into the Hopper, looking upset that he couldn't have such a sweet ride, we headed over near the red house at the junction where I found the Nodesian van. Andrew: Holy Gavril, man! I just heard that my team was attacked at Hirochi by the GSA! Me: Who's your team? Andrew: I'm part of the Red Stars, my friend. Me: Hmmm....errgh (dealing with the Vanster's ruined steering)...interesting. That does not bode well for my relationship with Daisy. Andrew: Who's Daisy? Me: A friend of mine who works for the GSA. Andrew: Now, it's our time to make them pay for this betrayal...and I think I know who I'm killing first. With an awkward silence, we arrived at our location, with Killstreak looking unusually pleased to see the Hopper. Killstreak: DUDE! I can't believe you found this! Me: Neither can I. Killstreak: So, what do you want for it? Me: Whatever you want, so long as it's not my life or my friend's life or all of our supplies. Killstreak: Well, I have a couple of old guns which you two could use. They're not much, but they should be good enough. I already have some better guns that I use. *shows M9 with 60 rounds, Makarov with 40 rounds, and .357 Magnum with 60 rounds* Andrew and Me: We'll take those. Killstreak: Well, it's been a pleasure dealing with you two. Me: You're welcome. Me: I'll hop into the driver's seat, and you can ride in the back, okay? Andrew: *holds up M9* Sure thing, John. Me: Oh, god, this thing steers terribly! *drives into ditch* Andrew: God, man, you need some help? Me: I think I'm getting the hang of it...a bit. *dings van on tree* *backs up* Andrew: Here, let me drive. I've rock-crawled before I ever went racing with you. Me: Okay. Andrew: Well, looks like you left the vehicle in 4WD. That's not a good thing when you have twisted steering, but then again, you prefer front-wheel-drive vehicles. Me: Yeah, I do. *starts van back up* Andrew: Well, you certainly weren't wrong about this thing being terrible at steering. You got something better? Me: Oh, I've got a real treat for you. Andrew: What...errrrrgh....is it? Me: It's a 500-horsepower, modified, super-fast D15 V8 AWD Sport custom. Andrew: OH, MY GOSH! WOAH!!! Me: I know, right? Andrew: Oh, I have to show that to my team. Me: Well, I'm not sure if I want to leave Daisy with the GSA. Andrew: Hmmm...maybe she could join us? Me: She seems to be too loyal to the GSA for that. In fact, she threatened me to join the GSA by telling me that if I didn't, my truck would get turned over to them. Andrew: We have to have that truck....AAAAHHH! At that moment, Andrew got a big twitch as the van's steering went haywire. Andrew: COME ON, YOU PIECE OF JUNK! WORK WITH ME! *van squirrels all over the road* Me: Woooooooahhhhh...if I got motion sickness, I would be puking right now! Andrew: Is that it? Me: What? Oh, yeah, that's the base. When we got there, we saw a green Roamer parked in front of the house. Andrew: Oh, crap...they got backup. Me: I'm friends with Daisy; I think we should be okay. *drives up to guards* Guard 1 (male): Sir! What do you think you are doing here in this?! Me: Well, we had to use it to get back. Guard 2(female): Are you John Marshmallow? Me: Yes. Guard 2: And who are you bringing with you today? Me: This is Andrew, my friend... *guards are stunned* Daisy: You brought this evil man over here? Me: Well, he's my friend... Daisy: That's it! I'm taking you inside that truck, Mr. Senkowski! *Daisy drags Andrew into my truck* Me (to my truck): Dana...I don't know how you came to be, but I hope that we can have a lot of adventures together...me and you, with Andrew and possibly Daisy, as well...oh, what fun times we'll have.
Mark; Well thanks for the ride, guys! -Drives off- Huh, again, this place seems pretty lifeless. -Sees horribly damaged van driving out of the town- Hey wait! WAIT!!! What a dick, just driving off and shit. Ehh, I guess the town does have people in it. -Drives into town- Huh, no one around... HELLO?!?!?! Nope, no one here. Huh, well someone left in a hurry. Ehh, figures. -Drives downtown- Huh, this garage's unlocked. BETTER NOT BE A CRAAAAAZED BUTTSTABBER IN HERE... MOAR STUDEBAKER -After a long drive, Jerry and I finally made it to the hills of Utah- Woah man, slow down, we're in forty zone. Jerry: It's the apocalypse, who cares? It's a forty zone for a reason, correct? Jerry: Valid point. You stay here, and hold down the fort, I'll head down to the nearest town. Jerry: Alrighty. -Couple of turns later- Oh sweet moses, where are my BRAKES?!?!? AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!! -Screeeeeeech- -Scrutttcccchh- -Thunk- Lucky. Damn lucky. -Hours of getting lost later- Well, here we a---OH FAACK WHAT IS THAT THING To Be Continiued...
