Burning Rubber (Twisted Metal quest)

[Marisa Kirisame]

As Marisa exited the portal she crashed into a wooden crate groaning as the sound of a saw was heard in the background stopped. "God damn it better not be Jack messing with my stuff again!" Marisa pulled her body from the crate to see that there was a rusting mechanical engine of some sort. Being the type to poke her nose into things she shouldn't she pulled it out and started to look it over.

"This is quite interesting ... But it looks like the kappa's style of building." Marisa rubbed her chin before hearing the cocking of a gun. Marisa slowly turned to find Nitori Kawashiro pointing a gun at the witch.

"How did you get in here, Marisa?" Nitori looked not pleased as her clothing was covered in oil and grease stains as she checked the engine over. "Also I swear if you busted it I was going to scream." Marisa looked over the Kappa's shoulder and listened in as the cucumber eater reviewed the machine in question. "Capacitator seems to be fine, the oxygen tanks seem unruptured, and everything else looks alright. Well, your lucky Kirisame that you didn't crush the Engine or I would have made some really unpleasant tasks for you."

Marisa looked bewildered as she looked around remarking fairly uninterested. "Nice place ya got here 'tori. Also, what is the machine for?" Marisa said Machine in a confused manner not knowing if she was saying it correctly. Nitori sighed in annoyance as she shook her head.

"Follow me." her voice gave Marisa slight chills as the witch followed the kappa throughout Kawashiro industries before seeing a flyer for F-zero vehicles. "I make things that go fast and now am making weaponry for racing vehicles. Its hard work and not a whole lot of pay but it's the only thing I was able to get into." Nitori said rejecting her fates plans for failure in the racing circuit. "Plus my last driver quit on me due to a difference in idea's and how to move the company forward, and the fucker took the vehicle also making sure I couldn't race!"

Marisa smirked as her mind raced through many what if's before opening her mouth to speak. "Well, what if I raced under your company name? at least till you get another driver, how does that sound? I mean I need a win to pick me and my ego back up."  Marisa remarked hoping Nitori hasn't seen DA and her fiasco in fighting Eternity.

"Ah yes your fight with Eternity, I would be disappointed in your fight but being here in the Omniverse changes everything. The strong are subverted by the weak as much as I hate saying that." The two scowled at how Seija seemed to be right here, the weak from back home had reversed the roles on the strong. "But yes you can race for me though it might be a good idea to find another person willing to drive in this with you." Nitori then shooed the love sign magician off as she started to work on other parts for other customers; leaving Marisa to her own devices.

Word count 526/20,000 via word counter.net
requirements: create the F-zero Vehicle [ ], Learn about the twisted metal races [ ], prepare Marisa and co, (if there should be others besides Marisa) for the twisted metal race [ ], Enter and try to win twisted meta [ ]

[Saroth]

A knock was heard on the door. When no one answered I let myself in. There were doors on each end on the hallway. The first door was a room filled with weaponry. The weapons were from all eras there were laser weapons and old fashioned slug throwers. The other door led to a room filled with chassis. Each chassis was unique like a painting. All of the chassis had 1 through 4 seats. There were two more doors on the end of the hall. I chose the left door. The room was filled with boosters. They all ranged from broken podracer parts and high-tech micro rockets. I heard talking coming from the last room I hadn't checked. I crouched down and disappeared into the shadows. I snuck into the room to hear what they were saying. Just in case I readied my scythe in case things went wrong. I peaked over a large crate and saw two people talking their features were indistinguishable from this distance but I was within eat shot. I dropped my scythe and a large rattle echoed through the room. "Crap" I whispered as I picked it up. (719 word count total)

[Marisa Kirisame]

As Marisa looked at the flyer for the F-zero race track she heard the clatter of metal on the stone floor and turned her head her hand reaching for her magical furnace. The garage grew silent as everyone looked upon the person who had decided to pull out a weapon and walk in. Nitori aimed the gun as she moved the phone slowly always watching the unknown person with an intense gaze. “I’m going to give you one chance to stand down before i call the EPD on you.” Marisa watched and waited for any aggressive movements this individual should act. Nitori was sweating bullets at the thought of getting murdered as she knew she didn't have the same luxury as a prime and it scared her.

The target slowly moved over to a more strategic position as their immediate appearance was covered by the shadows and distance from the two Gensokyoian’s vision. The love sign magician’s orbs floated out from her as they started to spin in anticipation for a fight incoming. This caused the already tense situation to almost turn into a fight. With the decision up to this unknown stranger to either step down and leave or get into a fight they soon would decide something and hopefully it would lead to a ending that wasn't going to hurt one of them more than the other.

I am giving Saroth a choice to either leave without getting into a brawl (i mean he did have a weapon out in a shop/mechanic store.) or fighting and potentially winning. Word count is now 948/20,000 or 229 words for this post specifically

[Saroth]

"This isn't what it looks like. You see...this," I said holding up the scythe "is a tool for... detecting treasure? Ugh I don't know I'm tired." I slowly walked towards them. I spun my scythe around and hit nitori with the blunt end of my scythe just a lot harder than I meant to. The blow sent her flying. "In my defense I have not hit anyone in a long time and she was aiming a gun at me. She shouldn't be dead, just unconscious." I got to my knees and slid my weapon and my grimoire towards the other girl. "I don't want any more trouble. Especially with whatever those things are." I said pointing at the floating orbs. "The scythe has no magic imbued into it and the book is just a grimoire. It'll tell you I have no ill intent."

[Saroth]

The new total is 1091/20000 this post has 143 words.

[Retane]

Reatus looked at the piece of paper, thinking it was to be a note for omnilium to be cashed somewhere. However, it wasn't. Instead, it was an address to a link in the Dataverse. The young Namekian looked up to protest, but Dante and his escort were already gone. To add to it, the other storm troopers kept eyeing him. He gave a sigh and walked off trying to admire the city he was in but, as soon as he was out of range, he pulled up the link.

He watched the flash of F-Zero vehicles shooting at each other and knew the circuit well enough. He has asked his brothers and others to help him make one but they never had time or didn't want to come to Coruscant. He had always been the one that messed around with vehicles, but everything else was too important for his fun.

Now he had a chance. He wasn't going to miss it. The young Namekian rushed to the nearest elevator in attempt to get the address. Dante had looked out for him after all and he was going to show them all that he was good at something.

[Retane]

There was a commotion going on inside the building as the young Namek stood quietly outside. He tried to listen in, but with everything closed, his hearing wasn't as adept like his brother's and father's. He thought about peeking through the door, but knew was against it as it could ruin his chances. He knew they'd judge him on his size though, and decided to take the time to rehearse his qualifications while whatever was happening died down.

Reatus threw his back against the brick building and slid to his rump as he tried to get his argument in order. His Mobile Data Device alerted him before he could even start as it vibrated slightly. The grey clad namekian pressed a button and the results of Retane's fight appeared on the screen. He felt sad for his father, being cursed for two year's only to awaken and fall so short in Dante's Abyss yet again. He wished he could be there for his father, but his brother had dragged them away. As Retane had said, "Life goes on."

Still, Reatus had feelings of guilt about it all. Perhaps there was something he could have done? He couldn't think of anything really and grumbled to himself. Why did he always feel as if everything was his fault?

Word total for this and last post= 413

[Marisa Kirisame]

Marisa soon burst into action as she saw the man who had assaulted her friend drop his weapon and a book. In most scenarios she would have taken the book and let the person be but this man was dangerous and she still had a grudge against that vampiric prime to release and this person had just made themselves a prime target for her rage.

In one swift motion she had moved from her position to the prime and used her strength to slam the poor souls face into the concrete causing him to black out before he truly had a good defense prepared. Marisa stepped away from the body rubbing the back of her head in the thought of how she was going to deal with this person; her first thought was to just kill him and toss his remains into a random pit but decided against it for reasons she told herself. Soon she decided to just toss the knocked out prime into a random back alley and leave him there to wake up and burn his stuff.

She grabbed the prime by the clothing and started to exit the building by a secondary door and flew shaking her head at the sight. The smells and the sights was almost a trip for her in its own right and her gut sunk as she didn’t know where Reimu was and really missed the lazy miko. Soon she had reached a sufficient back alley away from the building and started to float back the exhaustion creeping up on her. Soon she had reached the main door to the Kawashiro industries building and saw a grey clad creature leaning against the wall.

The love-sign magician yawned before she spoke directly towards the namekian. “What are you doing here?” The witch’s voice had no aggression to it just exhaustion and interest in why they were here and her posture was asking for an answer as she towards the door with a separate goal in mind for her to do and as such she didn't mind if the green skinned creature followed or not; it didn't matter to her at the slightest.

Word count is 360 and total word count is 1864 (with Saroth before I took him out of the thread) or 1528 (with saroth's word count taken out of the equation) out of something.
P.S. If and when Luci comes in she has talked to me about it and wont actually be working towards the word count (she is acting as a sort of adversary to me and Reatus.)  

[Retane]

“What are you doing here?”

Reatus looked up from his drowsy stupor. He had drifted off for a few, and couldn't remember how long. He quickly searched for words as the woman eyed him momentarily, but stood up and followed through the door. The young Namekian entered through the doorway and was nearly baffled by the equipment in building. There were parts everywhere and what looked to be a F-Zero vehicle in the center of the huge garage.

"Well", the witch called out as she hovered over her friend.

"I'm here for the F-Zero ride." The Grey clad Namekian tried to stand tall, but figured he looked foolish and stopped himself from being stiff.

"Qualifications?" The young blonde was focused on her comrade and the son of Retane moved over to help her, "What happened in here exactly? You should elevate her head. Perhaps rub his sternum. It hurt's but it can help wake someone if it's really bad? Ya know, 'cuz pain sucks."

The witch looked up into the young green warrior's eyes and started to follow his instructions as she repeated, “Qualifications?"

The young Namek nodded, "Well I once drove a broken tank halfway through the Frozen fields before. I also have many hours on the Virtual Simulator when it comes to the F- Zero cars. I'm pretty good at shooting, driving, but mostly patching the vehicle together. I'm also really good under pressure. “

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