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NR 1: I am a dork.
I was texting with ![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
lady_krysis today and realized how easy I am with ships.
There's a game on MySpace and Facebook called Nitrous Racing. It's just a silly little social game, just like everything else on MySpace.
I've discovered I ship it.
The player character and one of the plot lines we follow hit my slash button hardcore, and I suddenly realized that even if I wrote fic for it, no one would get it.
Which told me that, obviously, I needed to create a second version of my account so that everyone can follow from the beginning!
I weep.
So,lady_krysis, this is for you. Um. If anyone else is actually entertained by this, please let me know. It makes me feel a little less lame.
The script is taken as is from the game. With character pictures, and player responses.
PC/Robby Dash. Oh, hell to the yes.
Shuk Yee: Welcome officially to Velo City! I'm Shuk-Yee, we spoke on the phone. I was so sorry to hear about your car being stolen!
("Have you heard anything?")
Shuk-Yee: Sadly, in a city where cars are such a large part of everyone's lives, thieves can really become a problem. I did make some calls though, and I have someone who might be able to help you track down your vehicle.
You seem like a pretty qualified racer, but reputation is everything here in Velo City. I need to see you race for myself, then I can start getting the word out to everyone!
(defeat Shuk Yee in a race)
Shuk-Yee: Wow, you left me in the dust! With driving like that, getting you more work will be easy. I see a bright future ahead for you!
My best friend Lucy is a starting mechanic here in Velo, and she has a few connections that I'm sure could point you in the right direction. They aren't the warm and fuzzy types though; you'll need to be pretty tough if you want them to take you seriously.
(“I’m ready, take me to her.”)
Lucy Swift: Hi there, Skuk-Yee told me you were coming. I was expecting someone with a nicer ride to be honest; I see why you're so determined to get back the one that was stolen.
You aren't going to be taken seriously by anyone in Velo while driving that piece of garbage. You need a tune-up, but my tools can't handle a mess like this, do you think you can take a look for a new wrench for me? That should be enough for me to start work on your car.
(get wrench)
Lucy Swift: Yes, this should be perfect! Thank you, now I can get to work on your car. Don't worry it won't take too long. ...and one more turn...there! Your fuel capacity should have increased by 3! I think you're ready to start making your mark on Velo City.
I'm still making a name for myself as a mechanic, so I also work part time in Sly's Bar down by the docks. Give me a ride and I'll introduce you to a few people who...well...let's just say they've seen the shadier side of town.
("Hop in, Lucy.")
Lucy Swift: We're a little late... Look, there's my boss, Chadwick.
Chadwick The Sly: Lucy? You're late! Who's the clown with you?
Lucy Swift: It's just a friend, Chad, I was actually hoping you might be able to help...
Chadwick The Sly: Wait a second, I've seen this clown before! You're the lucky punk that won my car a few weeks back! You have a lot of nerve showing up at my place...if you've come to rub in the loss, you're leaving with some broken bones.
Lucy Swift: It's not like that, Chad! That car--your car, I guess--it was stolen almost immediately after you lost it. I only brought them because I thought you might be able to track it down...
Chadwick the Sly: You want me to help the one that took my brand new car away from me with a bit of luck? Fat chance. You're in Velo City now, clown, you want something from somebody, you gotta earn it. And if you want my help, then you better be ready for a rematch!
(beat Chadwick in a race)
Lucy Swift: Wooo! You did it! (Chadwick glares at Lucy) Um...I mean, it was a close race!
Chadwick The Sly: Luck, clown! Luck! But I don't have time to argue with you, I have a bar to run. I don't know who took my old ride, but I know someone who'd be able to find out. Lucy, give the clown directions to Robby's place, then get back to work.
Lucy Swift: Sure thing, boss!
Chadwick The Sly: And as for you, clown...*grumbles* I have work, and I need someone who can drive. See me again if you want to make some money.
Lucy: Chadwick must have been in a good mood to offer you a name and a job; we were lucky. Anyway, Robby and I go way back, and you can trust him, but he isn't the type to fall on the right side of the law. If you really want to find your car, you're going to have to do things his way for a while. Well, good luck!
Robby Dash: So you're the driver Swift told me about? I hear you need my help tracking a stolen car. Yeah, I know the right people, I'm sure I can arrange for you to find the right place--as long as I'm not mentioned, of course.
And that makes things tricky, because there's no one I trust with keeping me outta prison...not without an understanding of sorts. So congrats, kid, you just got your first job in a glorious life of crime: you just became my wheel-man.
Time to think is time that could be spent thinking of going to the cops, so we're leaving right away. You don't want anyone seeing that pretty face, so get yourself a Balaclava, then warm up the car. We're going to the Velo City main branch bank, and then we're making a little withdrawal.
(put the balaclava on)
Robby Dash: Alright, this is the place. Don't worry, you're not ready for the heavy lifting yet; leave this to the professionals. Just stay here and keep the engine running. (Robby and his boys charge into the bank, as you nervously tap the wheel, waiting.)
(The three men burst out of the building, bags slung over their shoulders, sirens ring out in the distance) Go go go! What're you waiting for? The bank manager tripped the alarm, get us out of here and lose the tail!
(lose the cops)
Robby Dash: That was a nice piece of driving back there. I was wondering if I might just have to take you out after this run--not a lot of trust in this business, you understand--but you have got some serious potential. I may have just found my new permanent wheel-man.
I suppose that means I better help you track down your car after all. Fine, I have a little bit of time to kill, and I have nothing against fostering good business relations with skilled partners.
Robby Dash: I made a couple of casual inquiries to some people in the know, and it looks like a car matching the description you gave me was brought into Velo a few weeks back. I can give you the number of someone who can take you to your car, but you're going to need help to get it back--help of the legal variety. You should really talk to someone else about that.
("Thanks, Robby.")
Shuk-Yee: Hey, you're back! I've been hearing about you traveling all over town; your name is already getting known around racing circles. So, have you had any leads on finding your car?
Shuk-Yee: You need the law on your side, huh? I think I might be able help you there. Let me make a call; I'll have a friend of mine meet up with you when you're ready. Why don't you try that number now?
Steve the Sleaze: (On the phone) Yeah? Who's this? Robby said you could call me...Yeah...yeah I have an idea of where you might find it, but you didn't hear it from me, okay? Try warehouse 27 in the docks district; from what I've heard, that's the only in place in town that would have taken a ride like yours. Hurry though, I hear they're trying to unload their stock tonight.
(Gotta get my car back!)
Agent Spoiler: You the street racer Shuk-Yee told me about? Not usual to get a call like that from her, but if she says this is worth my time, then I believe her.
This is the place where they're supposed to be keeping your car? Look there, a car is being let in this late at night? The chief will call that probable cause. I hope you're ready for a fight! (taking out her night stick) Follow me and stay ready! (Agent Spoiler kicks open the door and charges inside)
Car thief goon: Hey! Who the hell are you two? Damn it man, that's a cop; if Jin Bai finds out we let the cops find this place we're all dead. Come on boys, if we want to stay out of prison and stay breathing, we have a cop and a rat to take out!
("Hands off my ride!" You beat them up.)
Car Thief Goon: Ugh, these guys are too much...don't tell...the boss...
Agent Spoiler: *panting* That was a little more than I expected, but wow, you really held your own. Nice work. And look, there's so many stripped down cars here; this must definitely be the place.
Hmm, almost everything in here has been taken apart and mixed together...
Over here in the back, follow me. Look, there's three cars left untouched, is one of them yours?
(BMW)
The BMW? I see you're the kind of person who like to roll around in style, I know that's a car destined to be on the showcase.
(Recovered stolen BMW)
lady_krysis today and realized how easy I am with ships.There's a game on MySpace and Facebook called Nitrous Racing. It's just a silly little social game, just like everything else on MySpace.
I've discovered I ship it.
The player character and one of the plot lines we follow hit my slash button hardcore, and I suddenly realized that even if I wrote fic for it, no one would get it.
Which told me that, obviously, I needed to create a second version of my account so that everyone can follow from the beginning!
I weep.
So,
lady_krysis, this is for you. Um. If anyone else is actually entertained by this, please let me know. It makes me feel a little less lame.The script is taken as is from the game. With character pictures, and player responses.
PC/Robby Dash. Oh, hell to the yes.
Shuk Yee: Welcome officially to Velo City! I'm Shuk-Yee, we spoke on the phone. I was so sorry to hear about your car being stolen!
("Have you heard anything?")
Shuk-Yee: Sadly, in a city where cars are such a large part of everyone's lives, thieves can really become a problem. I did make some calls though, and I have someone who might be able to help you track down your vehicle.
You seem like a pretty qualified racer, but reputation is everything here in Velo City. I need to see you race for myself, then I can start getting the word out to everyone!
(defeat Shuk Yee in a race)
Shuk-Yee: Wow, you left me in the dust! With driving like that, getting you more work will be easy. I see a bright future ahead for you!
My best friend Lucy is a starting mechanic here in Velo, and she has a few connections that I'm sure could point you in the right direction. They aren't the warm and fuzzy types though; you'll need to be pretty tough if you want them to take you seriously.
(“I’m ready, take me to her.”)
Lucy Swift: Hi there, Skuk-Yee told me you were coming. I was expecting someone with a nicer ride to be honest; I see why you're so determined to get back the one that was stolen.
You aren't going to be taken seriously by anyone in Velo while driving that piece of garbage. You need a tune-up, but my tools can't handle a mess like this, do you think you can take a look for a new wrench for me? That should be enough for me to start work on your car.
(get wrench)
Lucy Swift: Yes, this should be perfect! Thank you, now I can get to work on your car. Don't worry it won't take too long. ...and one more turn...there! Your fuel capacity should have increased by 3! I think you're ready to start making your mark on Velo City.
I'm still making a name for myself as a mechanic, so I also work part time in Sly's Bar down by the docks. Give me a ride and I'll introduce you to a few people who...well...let's just say they've seen the shadier side of town.
("Hop in, Lucy.")
Lucy Swift: We're a little late... Look, there's my boss, Chadwick.
Chadwick The Sly: Lucy? You're late! Who's the clown with you?
Lucy Swift: It's just a friend, Chad, I was actually hoping you might be able to help...
Chadwick The Sly: Wait a second, I've seen this clown before! You're the lucky punk that won my car a few weeks back! You have a lot of nerve showing up at my place...if you've come to rub in the loss, you're leaving with some broken bones.
Lucy Swift: It's not like that, Chad! That car--your car, I guess--it was stolen almost immediately after you lost it. I only brought them because I thought you might be able to track it down...
Chadwick the Sly: You want me to help the one that took my brand new car away from me with a bit of luck? Fat chance. You're in Velo City now, clown, you want something from somebody, you gotta earn it. And if you want my help, then you better be ready for a rematch!
(beat Chadwick in a race)
Lucy Swift: Wooo! You did it! (Chadwick glares at Lucy) Um...I mean, it was a close race!
Chadwick The Sly: Luck, clown! Luck! But I don't have time to argue with you, I have a bar to run. I don't know who took my old ride, but I know someone who'd be able to find out. Lucy, give the clown directions to Robby's place, then get back to work.
Lucy Swift: Sure thing, boss!
Chadwick The Sly: And as for you, clown...*grumbles* I have work, and I need someone who can drive. See me again if you want to make some money.
Lucy: Chadwick must have been in a good mood to offer you a name and a job; we were lucky. Anyway, Robby and I go way back, and you can trust him, but he isn't the type to fall on the right side of the law. If you really want to find your car, you're going to have to do things his way for a while. Well, good luck!
Robby Dash: So you're the driver Swift told me about? I hear you need my help tracking a stolen car. Yeah, I know the right people, I'm sure I can arrange for you to find the right place--as long as I'm not mentioned, of course.
And that makes things tricky, because there's no one I trust with keeping me outta prison...not without an understanding of sorts. So congrats, kid, you just got your first job in a glorious life of crime: you just became my wheel-man.
Time to think is time that could be spent thinking of going to the cops, so we're leaving right away. You don't want anyone seeing that pretty face, so get yourself a Balaclava, then warm up the car. We're going to the Velo City main branch bank, and then we're making a little withdrawal.
(put the balaclava on)
Robby Dash: Alright, this is the place. Don't worry, you're not ready for the heavy lifting yet; leave this to the professionals. Just stay here and keep the engine running. (Robby and his boys charge into the bank, as you nervously tap the wheel, waiting.)
(The three men burst out of the building, bags slung over their shoulders, sirens ring out in the distance) Go go go! What're you waiting for? The bank manager tripped the alarm, get us out of here and lose the tail!
(lose the cops)
Robby Dash: That was a nice piece of driving back there. I was wondering if I might just have to take you out after this run--not a lot of trust in this business, you understand--but you have got some serious potential. I may have just found my new permanent wheel-man.
I suppose that means I better help you track down your car after all. Fine, I have a little bit of time to kill, and I have nothing against fostering good business relations with skilled partners.
Robby Dash: I made a couple of casual inquiries to some people in the know, and it looks like a car matching the description you gave me was brought into Velo a few weeks back. I can give you the number of someone who can take you to your car, but you're going to need help to get it back--help of the legal variety. You should really talk to someone else about that.
("Thanks, Robby.")
Shuk-Yee: Hey, you're back! I've been hearing about you traveling all over town; your name is already getting known around racing circles. So, have you had any leads on finding your car?
Shuk-Yee: You need the law on your side, huh? I think I might be able help you there. Let me make a call; I'll have a friend of mine meet up with you when you're ready. Why don't you try that number now?
Steve the Sleaze: (On the phone) Yeah? Who's this? Robby said you could call me...Yeah...yeah I have an idea of where you might find it, but you didn't hear it from me, okay? Try warehouse 27 in the docks district; from what I've heard, that's the only in place in town that would have taken a ride like yours. Hurry though, I hear they're trying to unload their stock tonight.
(Gotta get my car back!)
Agent Spoiler: You the street racer Shuk-Yee told me about? Not usual to get a call like that from her, but if she says this is worth my time, then I believe her.
This is the place where they're supposed to be keeping your car? Look there, a car is being let in this late at night? The chief will call that probable cause. I hope you're ready for a fight! (taking out her night stick) Follow me and stay ready! (Agent Spoiler kicks open the door and charges inside)
Car thief goon: Hey! Who the hell are you two? Damn it man, that's a cop; if Jin Bai finds out we let the cops find this place we're all dead. Come on boys, if we want to stay out of prison and stay breathing, we have a cop and a rat to take out!
("Hands off my ride!" You beat them up.)
Car Thief Goon: Ugh, these guys are too much...don't tell...the boss...
Agent Spoiler: *panting* That was a little more than I expected, but wow, you really held your own. Nice work. And look, there's so many stripped down cars here; this must definitely be the place.
Hmm, almost everything in here has been taken apart and mixed together...
Over here in the back, follow me. Look, there's three cars left untouched, is one of them yours?
(BMW)
The BMW? I see you're the kind of person who like to roll around in style, I know that's a car destined to be on the showcase.
(Recovered stolen BMW)