The Big Bang Sea-To-Shining-Sea Dash (Open)

[vagus32000]

Welcome to The Big Bang Sea-To-Shining-Sea Dash, a 2788.86 mile long race from Central Parking Systems East 31st Street New York, New York to Central Parking Systems 717 W Temple St. Los Angeles, CA sponsored by Blackwell Industries of California. Grand Prize is $1,000,000 with $500,000 for Second and $250,000 for Third. The Big Bang threads will go from the New York board to the Continents board and finally the Hollywood Board.
The rules are simple, each team/racer will decide on a vehicle (any type will do) and post a pic of it in their first post on each thread. Every team/racer may never switch vehicles and must drive it the entire way. As this is an illegal race, all traffic citations are the responsibility to the team/racer. Each post will reflect no more than 1 hour of game time with no time in between. No team/racer can post more than ounce an hour in real time. The first to reach thirty-five posts is the winner. Ounce the race begins each team/racer must place the current number and time of it's post at the top of each post and only one post per team/racer. Any further rules will be explained in game and before the start of the race. NO RULES WILL BE POSTED OR ALLOWED AFTER THE START OF THE RACE.
Whoever wants to join, please have your team captain PM me your team roster or individual racers may PM me if you're not joining a team. I will then post the rosters before the thread starts.
Let the games begin.

[vagus32000]

Adam Vagus stepped out of the elevator onto the ground level of the Central Parking Systems parking garage and smiled. It was full of cars and excited people, many of them Big Bangers. He was a genius, a freaking GENIUS. But of course he'd always known that, he was Adam Vagus after all. He walked up to the busy card table set up not far from where he stood. Behind it, working gracefully but feverishly, was Crapgrame, Blackwell's resident bookie. The young blonde werewolf glared at her pack leader.
"What the hell do you want? Can't ya see I'm busy?!" she demanded. Writing down a bet while never ounce glancing down at her pad. The girl, who'd been a werewolf since she was a toddler, had grown up on the means streets of LA and earned her name from running games of craps. As a bookie she'd earned many enemies and was beaten, raped, and let for dead several times. However, what didn't kill Crapgame made her stronger and she quickly earned a reputation as a vicious knife fighter as well as gaining an uncanny ability to produce her cherished switchblade out of thin air at the drop of a hat.
"Why am I the odds on favorite?" Adam calmly asked after checking the large white board behind her.
"Because you're not only the race organizer but also a racer in it. Duh."
"Oh, then place five grand on me."
"Done," she said writing the bet down. "Anything else boss?"
"Nope carry on." Crapgame gave him a Sgt. Bilko salute and got back to work.

[Sadistic Nightmare]

Emiste stood at ease beside Vagus, her raven hair hanging in waves today. She'd chosen a favorite outfit consisting of tight black leather pants and a form fitting scarlet red halter top. She wore her makeup dark around her eyes - favoring black eyeliner to accentuate her ice blue eyes. But her accessoried made the outfit what it was - a silver chain for a belt, a black choker necklace with a ruby surrounded by onyx set in a pendant, dark sunglasses and her heeled black go-go style boots that added at least 2 inches to her height - though she was still shorter than most other people, and definitely a bit shorter than Vagus. She liked this style - attitude included - and had packed another outfit along the same line, while trying to keep her baggage minimal and fitting everything she needed in a small black leather backpack.

She had to admit she was thrilled to be here - but kept her face a reflection of calm and cool reserve. Vagus had promised her the experience of a lifetime and she was going to hold him to that. She fully and completely expected them to win.

Normally not a gambling person, she'd made an exception for this. Thinking it was a good show of faith in their team, and not wanting to hurt Vagus's feelings by NOT placing a bet, she discreetly pulled out two thousand dollars from the small front pocket of the backpack, and slid it to the bookie Vagus had called Crapgame. "Two grand - on us." she sideglanced at Vagus with a wry grin.

This felt like her type of atmosphere - full of confident attitude, smooth...competitive. She was getting an adrenaline high just being there. Her eyes flashed a bright green in anticipation - the only outward sign of her inner excitement.

She lightly held onto Vagu's arm. "Glad you talked me into this." she whispered, so low no one around them but him could have possibly heard her. She was secretly glad that Vagus was getting to see another side of her - this stronger, more dangerous side. Because truthfully, right now, she'd never felt more alive.

[HIDDEN EVIL]

OOC- Okay, im posting it as if I was in a movie hehe IC -


The music blared as the 1970 Chevy Chevelle rolled up on it's 20' superior mags. Unable to hear anyone over the music, he simply let it play as he sat there in his dark khaki's and dark blue shirt. His sunglasses covering his eyes even in darkness. He was ready to kill, and have one hell of a time. He put the car in park just beside the others, the door opening as he stepped out. Footfalls making way towards the two when he reached in his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash.

"Ten on me toots."

He said with a smirk while looking at the two. He grinned sinfully, hoping that he would get a chance to make them, as well as the others, null and void.

"Good luck today out there."

He replied while chuckling.

"Your gunna need it."

He sucked his teeth twice and held up a smokin gun. It was corny, but it was funny also. Turning and heading back to his car, ignoring their following comments had they made any. Sevanni lifted the hood covering the engine, letting it settle before the fun began.

The tranny was beautiful, an auto turbo 400, standing there, roaming around it for a check. Big block with super charger, metal shield over the gas tank, and bulletproof tires were definately a good spend. He had never heard of them before, until a buddy of his turned him on to it. A 12 bolt posie with 355 gears for street or strip. The spotlight bar on the room was a go, checking the switches, as well as the faulty brake lights. Hydraulic battering ram with the paint shooter not too far above. All switches a go, the slicks, the lights, spikes. All a go. He was most satisfied. Not only did Sevanni mean business, he meant to have some fun. Centered between the lights he had a megaphone. He would make this an interesting day.

Taking a seat in the drivers, he made sure the nitrus tanks were full, the rates high. The spares in the back. He would save the other surprise later should anyone get too close to him. He smiled thinking about it. Oh yes, this was going to be fun indeed.

With a change of feeling, he let the car turn off, setting the key back to kep the radio going, he switched the discs. Thank god for technology. Changing songs to his mood. Waiting for the others to join him in what he knew to be a bloodbath waiting to happen.

[Inora Theos]

Inora pulled up to Central Parking Systems and sighed as she looked at all the high class, super sleek cars. Her little mini was getting shaken simply from being parked near the bumping stereo systems. She got out of the drivers seat and looked around, realizing she was not only one of the few with a PoC car, she was also perhaps the youngest participant. However, she wouldn't let such things phase her. She was here to race.

She looked around and noticed a gorgeous car parked nearby, she almost walked closer to inspect it until she noticed the man in the driver's seat. She took one look and though better of getting anywhere near him. Now that she was really seeing the competition, Inora thought about pulling out of the race. There was no way she was going to beat these people in their supped up sports cars, she might even end up getting hurt if the sadistic vibes coming off the man in the Chevelle were any indication.

Inora leaned heavily against the cherry red mini that had been her mother's parting gift to her, the only thing she had to really remember her by. The car had sat in a garage for many years, she'd had no need before for a car in New York, she walked everywhere. It wasn't worth the gas money, of which she'd actually managed to save up plenty of. She was positive she had more than enough in that department.

This race was going to be the most dangerous thing she'd ever done, she could tell that from the tension in the air. Was this really the place for a 17 year old? She wondered but to tell the truth, she'd done street racing before. Never this long, and never in her mini, but she'd done it. Could these people really be more dangerous then the kids on the streets of New York? She doubted it, but she only knew half the story.

[vagus32000]

"Ten on me toots."

He said with a smirk while looking at the two. He grinned sinfully, hoping that he would get a chance to make them, as well as the others, null and void.

"Whatever moron," Crapgame shot back at the man. She hated when guys acted like that. She remembered all too well what came next.

"Good luck today out there."
He replied while chuckling.

"Your gunna need it."

He sucked his teeth twice and held up a smokin gun. It was corny, but it was funny also.


Adam shook his head and laughed but not in a mean way. This was exactly how he wanted the race to be, all fun and games. No hatred, no drama, just good old fashioned fun. This was the life, and he was happy to share it with these people.
Smiling at the angel on his arm he said, "I'm glad you could come. It wouldn't of been as fun without you my dear." It was the truth, with Emiste on his arm Adam felt like a giant among pygmies. Walking up to the platform stage that sat near the starting line he mounted the stairs with Emiste and stood before the microphone.
"Welcome fellow Big Bangers," he began. "Before we begin I'd like to thank each one of you for coming. Without you this would never of happened. With that said I'd like to explain some of the rules. The first rule is......there are no rules. Y'all can use whatever route ya want to get from here to the finish line in Hollywood and can go as fast or as slow as ya want. That said, any and all traffic violations are YOUR responsibility. Don't come ta me or Crapgame if ya get fined or jailed. We won't help ya. In fact Crapgame will laugh in your face. Now, here is how this thing will work. The table beside the stage here has a time clock on it. Each one of you has there own personal time card. When the race starts one by one y'all will drive up to the starting line, get your card, swipe it, and off ya go. An identical time clock sits at the finish line twenty-eight hundred miles away. When ya cross the finish line, swipe your card again. The winner is the one with the least amount of time registered so don't lose your card. Now here are is the starting line up: First is Inora. Second is Selvanni. Third is Fiona. Fourth is James. Fifth is Abby. Sixth is Ellie. Seventh is Rose and Emiste and I will be last. Any questions?"

[abbydawne]

Abby drove up in her Z4 and honked her horn, showing that she was there. She pulled it up next to the mini cooper. It sure was cute. She stepped out of her car and put her sunglasses on. It was a perfect day for a race. She walked over to the young blonde. "So I guess I'm not the only girl, huh?" She smiled at her and leaned against the Z4.

She looked the girl up and down. She looked quite young. "Kinda young for a race like this, aren't you?" She wasn't trying to be mean, she just didn't want anyone to get hurt. She knew how these races went. Her father took her to them. She ran a finger on the girls mini cooper. "Nice choice. Small yet fast." She was never good at small talk.

Abby opened up the passanger door. "Wanna see the inside of mine?" She let the girl inside. The car had mega speakers, a 6 cd changer, a stick shift(for my durablity), and was pure leather. She bought it when she heard about a race. She needed some danger in her life. "I'm Abby and you are?"

[Inora Theos]

Inora watched the man walk up onto the stage and listened to his words. No rules, any route, time cards. All of that went over just fine. Then she found out she was starting. Holy crap. That was either really good...or really bad. For some reason she half expected that it was going to be really bad. Questions she had none of, prayers she had plenty of. Oh well, she would do her best and she would make sure she stayed far away from the Chevelle, even if it meant deliberately losing the race. He scared her.

Oh wait, she did have one question. She raised her hand, she was still school trained after all. "So umm...I go when exactly?" She asked, loud enough to be heard over the bumping music and revving engines. She had no idea when this race really started and she was not about to make herself look anymore like an idiot than she did by asking the question. She crossed her arms over her chest, attempting to look relaxed, but she was freaking out about being first off the line.

Her head jerked up as she noticed another car pull up beside her. She sighed happily as another woman stepped out and smiled in response to her words. "Nope, not the only girl. I sure am glad to see you though." She said. The woman was driving a Z4 that was one of Inora's favorite cars.

"Umm, yeah, I'm young but I think I'll be fine. I've done street races before. Nothing like this but I know how to avoid....confrontation." She smiled at the woman's assessment of her car. "I know it's not quite as streamlined as most of the other vehicles entered, but it's my baby and she'll do me proud. I love yours though, I've always wanted a Z4." She looked inside the beautiful vehicle and sighed appreciatively. "It's beautiful."

Abby the woman said. Inora smiled and nodded. "I'm Inora. The incredibly fortunate one who gets to go first." She rolled her eyes to show she was being sarcastic.

[vagus32000]

Adam caught the young girl's question and smiled. "That's a good question. It's quarter till eleven (11:45PM) now so we'll start at midnight, if there are no more questions that is."
Adam looked around for any more hands and to see if anyone shouted anything. He wanted everything about this race to be as clear as crystal.

OCC: The race starts 25 minutes from the time on this post.

[Inora Theos]

Inora smiled at Abby. "Sorry, that means I'm up." She withdrew from the Z4 reluctantly and slid into the driver side of her mini. She started it up and made her way slowly to the starting line. She grabbed the time card with her name on it from the seat and wait until the clock turned to the right time. Then she punched the card, drew her hand back into through the window and took off. She pushed the accelerator down as far as it would go and zig-zagged the best she could through the streets of New York and beyond for the next hour. She kept a steady eyes trained on the rear-view mirror, making sure that no danger was headed her way. She rolled the windows down, pulled her map into her lap and began to chart out the quickest route to California while she deftly maneuvered the city streets.

((OOC:This is why I shouldn't start...Tell me if I did something wrong please....))

[Rose Decumbry]

(Uhm..I guess I'll post my awaiting departure...)

Rose silently sat in her red and white striped Spyder, waiting for her time to leave. She revved the engine, a little irked she was second to last to leave. But she wasn't that worried about it. She could smoke Adam and Emiste's car in seconds. She looked around at the other racers, and saw some familier faces. Sevanni, and that was just about it..

She smiled, and so Inora take off, she was first. The race to California was going to be interesting, especially if the vampires didn't make it. She chuckled to herself, she wouldn't be the one to get toasted. She revved her engine, and blasted her Favorite song. 'Getting Away with Murder' Papa Roach. Which was partially true, she could get away with murder, and no one would suspect her. She sighed and revved the engine, it's loudest now, and put the top down, she had installed, and the dark tinted windows.

[HIDDEN EVIL]

Current Time:3:31 P.M. R.T.


Sevanni nodded at the guy after getting out when he heard a voice boom through his ear when he changed the song. He went back in, settled himself and strapped himself in. If anyone else was coming, then they had better get in before he took off cuz he wasn't stopping. Not anytime soon though. He was glad to have the spare tank put in, and the roll cage was even better. He had to make sure that nothing bad would happen to him, and screw the car. He could always find a better one.

After everything was clear, he steadied his car into position. The starting mark was hectic. All of them lined, ready to blow. But damn he had to get back out. He grabbed his slip from the side of the box, slipping the card in to clock his time after the first driver, clearly making a hit for the car before taking off with a clean smoothness. No way was he draining that heep of gas before he even had fun.

Taking off down the road after the first driver. He had the means to catch up, and plenty of time to hit the bitch off the road. He didn't know Inora, not that he cared to, which made it alot easier on him to ram the shit out of her. The mini coupe was like a yarnball which would find it's self wrapped up in the military cannon thrower. Maybe the bashers would do the trick. Run up behind her and ram her pouncing. It would be a great game of cat and mouse.

Sevanni switched the track, some ultimate thrills shooting up his skin. This race was already the start to a beautiful adventure.

[vagus32000]

POST #1

Adam watched all of the racers go and turned to Emiste.
"Looks like we're up my dear." He lead her off the stage to their awaiting Bugatti Veyron and helped her in before getting in the driver's seat. Starting it up he drove up to the starting line.
"Here's your card Boss," Crapgame said handing it to him after swiping it.
"Thanks," Adam replied.
"Is there anything else you're too lazy to get for yourself?" she asked folding her arms over her chest.
"Nope, see ya in Hollywood my dear."
With that he drove off. The race was on

[Sadistic Nightmare]

(OOC: I moved my reply to the continents thread - since we are moving out of NY - everyone should do likewise.)