CLOSED ♔ fuel burning fast on an empty tank

[nepotism]

WHO || Fred Jr., Charming, Hasmed [Closed]
WHAT || Charming has an interesting day...
WHERE || St. Louis, MO, Americuh
WHEN || Mon, Jan 28th, 2013
HOW || Actionspam

[Ahh the daily commute. Same thing, every day, aside, of course, from getting a chance to glimpse some of the stranger faces walking in the city: half-dragons, gnomes and gnolls, elves and halflings... Some of which would be strange even to denizens of fairy tale land.

But today's commute is about to get a little bit more interesting. There's the sound of a great deal of angry honking several blocks away, which grows and swells, apparently coming from a multitude of sources. As it gets closer, other instruments join the symphony: squealing tires, shouting, screaming, and the definite sound of collisions - multiple collisions.

The driver in the lane in front of him is so busy looking in his rear view mirror that he doesn't even notice the light turn green. ]

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[uncease]

Been better. [David grabs Fred's hand as soon as it's offered, pulling himself up to his feet and trying to shake off the blow.]

So how the hell do we stop this thing?

[nepotism]

I've got a new insane plan, if you're up for playing driver again. [ he tosses him a set of keys and points to a pick up truck abandoned nearby ] Scavenged up those and did a little lumberjack work while you shouting 'Ole' over here. [ he picks up the insanely unwieldy metal pole again. ] Always wanted to try jousting.

[uncease]

[A dex check of 11 means he barely catches those keys. FRED THE MAN JUST GOT HIT BY A CAR. CAN'T YOU HAND HIM THINGS LIKE A NORMAL PERSON.]

Never dull with you, huh? [He heads over to the truck in question and hops into the driver's seat. As the truck roars to life, he checks for Fred.]

Just give me the green light.

[And for the sake of ease of play, whenever they get going, the drive check is 17]

[nepotism]

[ NO TIME FOR NORMALCY.

Fred clambers up onto the top of the vehicle, just as the demonic car appears through the spraying mist of the fire hydrant. ]

Punch it! [ their car careens to life and fred braces the pole, gritting his teeth and aiming at the other car... but the metal merely scrapes the top of the other vehicle as it draws near and he curses. ] Turn it around! [ with that driving check, charming pulls an awesome U-turn right through the curtain of water and doubles back. this time, fred levels the pole at the right height, and shatters its back window. the car spins out and slams against a nearby building, glass breaking everywhere, some of which hits Fred up above. ]

[uncease]

[Barreling down towards an evil demon car is quite possibly the coolest and scariest thing David has done in the whole six months of his life that he can remember. He can't focus much on what's happening with Fred topside. He just keeps himself trained on the task at hand. When he hears the call to turn around, he does exactly that.

When the pole makes contact and shatters the other car's window, David jumps, watching as the car makes contact with the building.]

You alright? [He calls out to Fred while turning himself to ready for another go at the car, if need be.]

[nepotism]

[ there's a groan of discomfort that indicates he's not really in tip top shape anymore, but he says: ] I'm fine! I'm fine. [ with a sudden angry squeal of wheels, the now dilapidated car backs up out of the rubble, turning so that it's facing them once more. if a car can look pissed, this one does. ] Oh shit... Think you got one more in you?

[uncease]

I think so. [He calls back and takes his foot off the brake. Unfortunately, the nerves must be getting to him, because his performance leaves something to be desired (Drive 9). Some of the debris must have been laying just right to pop one of the tires. David does his best to keep control, but it's difficult.

Here's hoping that Fred's skillz can overcome it.]

[nepotism]

[ that's definitely... a no. as the car swerves while passing the other automobile, fred has to grip the top of the car just to keep from sliding off, and barely manages to hold onto the pole... he makes an attempt to turn around quickly and jab at it the opposite way but he comes just shy of hitting the car. the other car attempts to ram the side of charming's but it can't get a read on the jerky vehicle. ]

[uncease]

[Adrenaline wins out and despite the rapidly deflating tire, David pulls the car around and heads straight for the demon vehicle (Drive 21).]

Let's try that again, huh?!

[Sorry for the lack of warning, Fred.]

[nepotism]

[ fred manages to wobbily get to his feet and grits his teeth ] One more time! [ this time the car careens exactly right, but again, Fred misses as they drive past it. but he's ready this time, and does some kind of extra-cool spinny move with the pole, bringing it down smashing straight into the hood, leaving a gigantic dent right down the middle.

the demonic car swerves wildly and then runs into the side of a parked and abandoned bus, pushing it a few yards and then coming to a steaming halt. ]

[uncease]

Yeah-eah! [David shouts from the driver's seat as the enemy car crashes itself and stops. He brakes slowly, bringing them to a halt a few feet away. He turns the car off and throws open the driver's door, jumping out and looking between the wreck and Fred.]

Did you see that?!

[...Yes, he probably did, but that's just... the only thing you can say in this situation.]

[nepotism]

Not bad for a good day's work. [ he hops down, the pole clattering to the ground. he reaches out a hand to give a manly five/hand-clasp to charming. ] Thanks, man. That was definitely above and beyond good samaritan duty.

[uncease]

[Awh yeah bro shake/hug thing.]

Wait... you're saying this isn't the first time you've done something like this?

...What was that thing, anyway?

1/-

[nepotism]

It's sort of what I do. Shit, that reminds me. [ he yanks out his drakenet phone and punches in a number. a picture of hasmed pops up on the screen yo. ] Did you guys get him?

2/-

[eldritchweaver]

We've destroyed their summoning materials, including the book. [ he sneers ] They were merely foolish children, unaware of what they were toying with.

What is the status of the demonic spirit?

3/-

[nepotism]

Successfully exorcised, I'd say. The, uh, hard way. Little bit of collateral.

4/-

[eldritchweaver]

[ DISAPPROVING FACE ] Civilian casualties?

5/-

[nepotism]

Architectural, actually. Pretty sure we averted all its attempts to run people down.

6/7

[eldritchweaver]

[ there's a slight pause, and somehow, the disapproval on his face manages to grow even more disappove-y ]


"We"?

7/7

[nepotism]

Uh, yeah, I sorta got some help from the civilian sector. [ he turns the screen so hasmed can see charming. ] You know, I don't think I got your name, man.

[uncease]

David. [His gaze darts between Fred and the screen, an awkward smile crossing his face.] Uh, hi.

[nepotism]

David. [ he repeats triumphantly to hasmed. ] You shoulda seen this guy. Almost thinking of giving him the pitch.

[eldritchweaver]

This is not a recruitment drive, Sir Fredrick. Report back to the rendezvous. We'll be waiting. [ /HASMED OUT, bitches ]

[uncease]

[o-oh..]

Nice friend you've got there. [He comments, laughing and scratching at his neck.]

...So, what pitch?

[nepotism]

Well, you seem to have a real natural hero streak. What are your feelings on Shadowkind?