Roleplaying YAY

“Where are they?”
*drives moonhawk on track, and hits a second tire, causing the miramar to lose grip*

 

That’s okay. Just remember-you can trust us. Everyone who we hire is extensively background checked, and rechecked every year. Everyone here wants to help you.
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(Page 420 doods)

 

I get in my Vendetta and drive away from the track.
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Damn it, the Miramar is heading on the exit that leads to my house. Maybe I can pass him.

 

*turns on sirens and gives chase*

 

*Miramar got control
*Left the track

 

* I get done with loading up me car securely and drive away, and get onto the highway. *
* Sees the Miramar in front of the Vendetta that I was racing. *
Holy crap that's him!
* Gives the engine a little bit of gas and starts to gradually gain on the Miramar. *
Here I come!

 

Wow, that still drives? Local police have a visual on it, and it appears to be smoking up a storm, barely crawling along with 4 popped tires.

 

I floor it catching up to the Miramar and Barstow, and go into the oncoming lane to pass.

 

*Miramar drives on the EC Main roads

 

Sees a truck besides me*
“So, also chasing?”
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*speeds up, and hits the rear windshield*

 

*A distressed man with bright red lips and a pinstripe suit, clutching an SMG, is driving the Miramar*
*He fires at any approaching cars, grazing a truck, Barstow and Vendetta.*
*a FPD police cruiser tries to give chase, but has to stop when a round strikes the windshield.*

 

" Yup. one his bullets whizzed by my head at the race track. "

 

“Steeling from a museum, and shooting at passerbys? That man is insane! Where is my backup i equested?

 

* One of the bullets hits the exterior of my mirror *
"Oh you Co$# Sucker, now I'm gonna get you... "

 

Did this guy seriously just damage my Vendetta..?
I pull out my pistol and shoot him in the one hand on the steering wheel.

 

*Fires the shotgun, breaks my front window
*Damaged the trunk of it

 

How in the world will you control your car without being able to steer?

 

*hits the driver barely scraping the shoulder*

 

*The miramar slows down subtly as the car succumbs to engine failure. The driver dives into a ditch, and screams in pain. Most of his arm is coated in blood.*

 

* I gain speed and ram the rear of the driverless Miramar causing it to careen off of the road and into a deep, muddy, ditch. *
Hah!