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Hello, and welcome to my Gran Turismo based fiction preview page.

Now, you ask how your curiosity in the GT6 Race Reports, or my signature in one of many posts is being rewarded? It might be a little content heavy, but here's a simple guide from me. Feel free to go away now, but if you're staying, keep reading..






You're really here to stay.. *sniffs*.. i mean. Thanks for your patronage.

Now, allow me to present what's to come if you keep it up.

Post #1: Sonny And The Beast. No link? Well, how about you scroll down this mini feature. This is a monologue on the Author Avatar from my prequel and his treatment to his SRT Viper. Where the Asian beauty meets a beast of a V10 that will be the car of choice as he appears to be a total show off in Dawn Of The Mythic.

Post #6: Small preview: Unannounced Characters. A small preview intending the proper treatment of characters. Showing off an Arab, a Swede and another American that will make appearances in Dawn Of The Mythic.

Post #9: Hayato's gaiden announcement.

Post #10: Small preview and tips: Character Immersion and Variety. How to make your characters different? Special? Unique? Non Generic? And some small things about how to present the character.

Post #11: A Shinobi's Uprising. Starring new character Hayato Matsumoto, we learn of his back story and how his relevance to events unexplained a year ago.

Post #13: Small preview and tips: Mary Sues. Also: mini car show. Mary Sues are as bad as cliches when it comes to how their existence should be gone in fiction. Here's some tips and advice on dodging this radar.

Post #14: Small preview and tips: Feedback like your school grades. Treat feedback right, and some pointers to those liking to give some feedback.

Post #15: Small preview and tips: Mirielle's turn on giving tips, this time: flow. A major presentation issue. Covers how stories are to be properly laid out on, and some first and third person tips.

Post #16 DAWN OF THE MYTHIC GONE GOLD! The sequel to a hit GT5 fiction coming by the start of April!



Now, to Sonny being a total badass.

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THE SOMEPLAYADUDE FAN FICTION DISCLAIMER V2 PUBLIC BETA. PLEASE READ:


- This small gaiden part contains many cases of possibly offensive contents and insults to others that i may not have intended, and apologize firsthand if it hurts.

- Anything regarding the breaking of GTP rules or AUP which are found inside MUST be directed to me, be it a post or PM. Adjustments will be done to relieve it, as i have no plans to be banned.

- If i was to put a rating.. it would be PG13, to the least, with swearing and things like that. There are possibly cases of adult content lurking without me realizing. Refer to the note above for that.

- Crossovers are allowed with my permission, with rules of course.

- I recommend going through my older fiction since there are things you might not get at all. Some details covered there can help you enjoy this, huhuhu. A link? Here! It won't take long if you just scroll down the Synopsis.

- My fiction isn't made for any profit whatsoever, and there is no comparison on which is better etc. Competition isn't what i had in mind, but enjoyment, and a great way to improve my writing.

- Trolls can feed somewhere else. I'm not going to hesitate calling an admin if what negative thoughts shared aren't criticism.

- If you wish to criticize, please make it seem realistic, and not made to bash. I want to know any mistakes/praises that come up, but let's not start a flame war. Remember that this is my story, and anything unsatisfying that you might find can only change on my decision. I want to please and enjoy. If the author enjoys what they write, the writing will be the most enjoyable.


Thanks for reading.


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Here, something to begin with!


Okay.. now that's just overhyping..

Song: Dire Straits - Money For Nothing.




SomePlayaDude presents..






After only 5(ish?) hours of gametime in Gran Turismo 6..





A Bonus Page, based on the Author Avatar from Legacy Of The Dark Horse..








.. No, this is not Dawn Of The Mythic.




A Fairy Tale Of A Badass And His Serpent
Sonny And The Beast.




Sonny's Penthouse, Burbank, California. 7 AM.

Burbank is located just beside the much larger city center of one big Los Angeles. One of the most well known places in the world, for just about anything happens here.

The nightlife dies slowly as the sun is seen.

As time passes, the sun slowly wanes above the sky. The clouds pave way to the American dream city, of both low and high life. From sounds ranging from seagulls, car horns and construction work, there's no stopping in making the busy city life be a cause of noise pollution.

Aside from all these problems from the people, to the economy, to even the balance of life, there is a feeling here that cannot be explained in just words. It's a feeling that can only be experienced by either visiting or living in the city of LA.

Or just around it. One such man is the self proclaimed American Asian Badass: Sonny Meng Xian Zhen. Living in one of the top level penthouses in Burbank, he's no doubt a man of fame. 7 AM and not awake? To answer this phenomenon, we head to the room of the man.

Aside from the high end massage bed, personal toilet and a walk through dresser, Sonny's room is mostly a rebel's small home. Posters on the wall are of his achievement and his idols, such as The Undertaker, Dire Straits, various posters of 80s movies and rock icons, and for good measure, a large picture of Chuck Norris staring down the bed.

Atop a small end table is an American passport and a ticket from Frankfurt. It also hold a cheque of 500 thousand Euros and a photo of him on a podium.

From this, it tells us that Sonny has won the fifth annual King Of The Ring competition, this being his second time in a row. Obviously, he's jet lagged, or maybe the alarm ringing isn't strong enough.


*ALARM*

It hasn't rang? And they call me the narrator..

Sonny moves his hands as he takes a grasp on where he is on the bed. Struggling for the first few seconds, he manages to get his eyes open, and then get to the alarm clock.

*Press*


Song Progress: 1:50

He stretches and wakes up, then suddenly goes to an air guitar pose. Playing along his mind is the real rendition of his alarm. Dire Straits' hit song: Money For Nothing.

Sonny: "Mmmhmmmhmm... You play the guitar on the MTV..."

Seeing Sonny, we can see his hair's a total mess, and so is his bed and his clothing. A red undershirt with boxers covered in censored word bubbles of profanity.

Taking a moment.. he stops going with the Air Guitar and cleans up. After flicking his hair back, he sits up and looks with interest at the large TV in front of his bed. As he gets his bones cracking and his mind to shape, he peeks at his blue chimera tattoo on his right arm, glowing in the dark.

He snaps his fingers, and lights turn on simultaneously with the TV. It opens to the sports channel: a channel he watches a lot. A coincidence or not, the program was an interview Sonny had yesterday before leaving Germany.


"Sonny Meng has won his second round around Nurburg Germany, dominating with a modified Camaro for the second year in a row."

Knowing what he said very well, Sonny turns off the TV.

Sonny: "Cheh.. there's just not enough competition this year. It sucks when Jake's the only opponent i face worthy."

Getting up, Sonny stretches around for a moment, then takes off his clothes and walks naked to his towel rack. He's feeling comfortable about it due to the door being locked. Grabbing a black towel with golden initials marking SMXZ, he heads into the shower.

Song: ZZ Top - Sharp Dressed Man.

Entering the shower after placing the towel on the rack, he unleashes a deluge, then turns on the heat and starts moving his body erratically to the sudden heat.

After a moment, he grabs the soap, spins it on his finger and rubs around parts of his body like a musician to a tune.

Then, he applies a lot of anti dandruff shampoo to his long curly hair. He brings it all up, scrubbing the whole strand with his hand. As it all falls, the water from the hair makes it look like some ridiculous commercial.

To finish the moment in the shower, he uses a special face cleanser to clean his face, making him look fresh all day.

After closing the water lines, he exits and immediately grabs his towel, wrapping it around his stomach.

He heads to the electronic weight measurement.


Sonny: "72 kilos? Walao!"

Gaining a few kilos after his last measurement, he knows what to look out for: calories.

He then heads to the sink and mirror. Obviously, charisma is one powerful trait for Sonny.


Sonny: "Hello, sexy."

He grabs his electric shaver and shaves off most of his 5 o'clock shadow.

Then, he uses an electric toothbrush to shine the teeth that makes his smile one to want for any great smiler.

He takes a small look at his personage and sees his teeth shine like the sun. The mirror says he is ready.


Sonny: "Ready to rock."

Getting out, in sync with the music in his head, he rubs his somewhat straight wet hair with another towel. As he finishes drying, it looked like Sonny has an afro, until he flicked it back, somehow all strands fall curly.

Then, he walks into his walk through closet. Seeing a bunch of biker coats, he chose the one that looks exactly the same as the others.

He does the same with the jeans, but this time, he actually has a variety. He takes a pair of black B.U.Ms.

After donning these, he heads out of the closet, wearing his indoor slippers and grabbing his belt, with a skull for a buckle. Counting the rings on his hands...


Sonny: "One.. two.. three.. Alright!"

The belt clicks on.

The jacket zips up to his chest.

Sonny Meng, at your service!



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Exiting his room, Sonny sees his indoor fountain waterfall already on, and lights relatively off. The sun shining on the morning was bright, and he finds a great use for his installed solar panels on top. The place, with the only access the elevator and secure stairs, is walled by tinted windows, and is very wide open.

He turns on the solar panels. After seeing the machines get to place, he looks left of his current position to see his maid carrying towels. Being one with a large feminine physical form, this woman is
Andrea Sean. Having graduated from a college of hospitality, she swoons all over celebrities, and finds Sonny to be one of such.

Sonny: "Zaoshang hao!"

Andrea: "Oh! Good morning, Mr Meng! How's the trip? You feeling fine?"

Sonny: "Ahhh! It's good to be sober in US soil again. Kept the place good while i was away?"

Andrea: "You'll see that anything dirty is already cleansed inside out.. except the fridge. That's your problem."

Sonny: "Hey, the fridge's no problem, girl. It's always sub zero in there."

He snaps his finger as he seemingly tries to attract a large fanatic.

Andrea: "Good! Kirk's making breakfast for you."

Sonny: "Wait? Kirk?"

Andrea: "Said something about a small celebration..."

Sonny: "Oh! You didn't hear about my.. dominating win in a prominent racing competition?"

Andrea: "I'm afraid I don't follow those news."

Sonny starts looking at her face with a little stare.

Sonny: "Well, you better get started, cause I want you to like serving me and all.. I pay top dollar for the best, and i don't want anyone getting doubts, alright?"

Andrea: "*gulps* A..A.. Alright!"

Having attacked the maid's personality, he heads down the stairs to the kitchen. He sees a man cooking up some sausages for him. This man, having a slightly overweight look, and a ponytail to boot, is Kirk Ackepoke. Sonny, knowing this man for a couple of years, has no idea he's a great cook.

As far as relationship goes, Sonny's right hand man would be Kirk. They may live in the same penthouse, but they sleep in different rooms, and they respect each other as much as they respect privacy.


Sonny: "What's the occasion, lah? Don't you know part of my charm of any day is some of Andrea's great pancakes?"

Kirk: "...."

It took a moment before the sizzling sound dominated the surroundings.

Sonny: "Kidding! I don't mind whatever you got, buddy. Just make sure they're good."

Kirk: "They are, don't doubt it for one speck. Don't go dragging me down when i hear a lot of s:censored: from you."

Kirk would then turn off the sizzler and place the sausages on the plate. The baked beans around it are cooked for extra perfection. Just in time, as the meat hits the plate, the toaster dings.

Already in a rush, Sonny sees his fellow mate do all the work. Not bothering, he reads the day's paper, conveniently placed on the table.


Sonny: "Mmmhmm... mhmm.."

After a moment...

Kirk: "Bon appetit."

Letting down the paper, Sonny sees some bona fide high end breakfast.

Sonny: "Wow.. five outta five breakfast here."

They get started.

Kirk: "Don't make me glaze it even more, Son."

Sonny: "I'm not. You don't glaze the perfect breakkie."

Kirk: "Whatever you say, road hog."

They munch and munch.

Sonny: "And then you will ask: How was Nurburg this time round? "

Kirk: "How was Nurburg this time round?"

Kirk gasped for air as he realizes what just happened.

Sonny: "The last round's not so hard. I mean.. i liked last year's one. 4 racers in the dark is so much better."

Kirk: "I don't know. I liked it when you raced those R8 LMS'es around."

Sonny: "Yea! But.. i just don't appreciate all wheel drive cars as much as the regular norm we have around here."

Kirk: "I agree. No, really."

Sonny: "We're Camaro brothers. We understand each other perfectly! Huh! Huh?"

They high five, despite dropping their forks and spoons. Andrea watches from a distance, sighing.

Sonny: "Yeah! That's my boy!"

Kirk: "Heheh."

Minutes pass in silence aside from the chewing and eating.

Kirk then noticed he finished his portion, and sees Sonny's plate a half sausage not finished.


Kirk: "I have eyes on the meat piece.. commence swoop?"

Sonny: "Peh.. whatever lah. Take it. And so you can shut up about why, I gained weight again."

Kirk: "Swooo... what? How is it you care so much of your own mass? I mean.. they make up of muscle.. partially *flexes biceps*"

Sonny: "The paps, man. They're all over me when it comes to being a celebrity. They see a small hole of any size of flaw.. BAM! Top page of celebrity news, guarenteed!"

Kirk: "I feel your pain. *munch*"

Sonny: "So... is the gang here? Heard about the cold trip north."

Kirk: "They just got back from the road trip to Alaska. What made 'em think THAT?"

Sonny: "Must've been boring without me, lah."

Kirk noticed how right his boss is.

Kirk: "Hahahaha! No s:censored:!"

Sonny: "Alright. Let's get them pumping. Tell 'em to head to Willow Springs for our reunion. And while we're at it.."

Sonny had an idea.

Sonny: "We make another super car killer."

Kirk: "...I'll get to it. Clean the plates, will ya?"

Sonny and Kirk leave the table at a simultaneous fashion. While Kirk heads to the sofas at the nearby living room, Sonny's laziness kicked in, and he takes the moment to call Andrea.

Sonny: "*in a pretend mood* Oooohh! Dishes! What a paaiin! I hope some-one's heeree too..."

Andrea: "Here!"

Sonny: "Gaack!"

Andrea: "Always by your side when you need it. So, dishes was it?"

While Andrea gets the dishes to clean, Sonny sees Kirk on the phone. He takes a moment to get out to see the skyline of Los Angeles from his penthouse. Seeing down from his place, he has a silly idea.

Sonny: "Bungee cables? I'd have to hire a pro for that. Or Ginnie."


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Soon, Sonny got on his computer. As soon as he logged into Skype, he receives a message from a recognizable face.

Sonny: "Huh?"

Showing the display name, Sonny knows who that is when he sees Nashie-K. This person is Nash Kirkham, messaging him from all the way in the UK.

Sonny: "Nash? That guy just won't leave me alone eh. But... I'll see what he wants."

The computer is then invaded with messaging.


[14/03/20XX 09:35:34] Nashie-K: Hey

[14/03/20XX 09:36:05] SonnyBDSMDFR: Hey back

[14/03/20XX 09:36:19] Nashie-K: Congrats on nurburg again

[14/03/20XX 09:36:40] SonnyBDSMDFR: Thx lol but I think you're onto me there

[14/03/20XX 09:36:59] Nashie-K: Pardon?

[14/03/20XX 09:37:05] SonnyBDSMDFR: I caught you stalking again dude

[14/03/20XX 09:37:24] Nashie-K: Really?

[14/03/20XX 09:37:35] SonnyBDSMDFR: YEA REALLY!

[14/03/20XX 09:37:57] Nashie-K: Cant prove what i didn't do

[14/03/20XX 09:38:10] SonnyBDSMDFR: One step ahead of you pal

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[14/03/20XX 09:38:22] Nashie-K: Alright i admit of spying at you

[14/03/20XX 09:38:39] SonnyBDSMDFR: Knew it

[14/03/20XX 09:38:47] Nashie-K: Just being a responsible M

[14/03/20XX 09:38:57] SonnyBDSMDFR: I get it

[14/03/20XX 09:39:04] SonnyBDSMDFR: Thx anyways

[14/03/20XX 09:39:13] Nashie-K: No big

[14/03/20XX 09:39:24] SonnyBDSMDFR: So how about the thing you want me in uk for

[14/03/20XX 09:39:35] Nashie-K: I'll tell you when you get there

[14/03/20XX 09:39:39] SonnyBDSMDFR: K but not sure..

[14/03/20XX 09:39:48] Nashie-K: Just come i brought jake and rin

[14/03/20XX 09:40:00] SonnyBDSMDFR: For real?

[14/03/20XX 09:40:10] Nashie-K: Real

[14/03/20XX 09:40:23] SonnyBDSMDFR: No i mean really

[14/03/20XX 09:40:32] Nashie-K: Yeah but he agreed to me with something. Its private

[14/03/20XX 09:40:40] SonnyBDSMDFR: I dont want to know, but ok. WHat you up to?

[14/03/20XX 09:41:51] Nashie-K: In person pls

[14/03/20XX 09:41:55] SonnyBDSMDFR: .....

[14/03/20XX 09:41:59] Nashie-K: Just tell me when flight. TTYL

[14/03/20XX 09:42:03] SonnyBDSMDFR: K.

Nashie-K is now Offline.


Sonny sits on his office chair and swivels around thinking. He's not busy at the time, and has more than ample funds to fly to the UK for another round of leisure and racing. He just didn't like how Nash is still keeping secrets to himself again, like always. Holding back, since curiosity kills anything, Sonny just wonders.

Sonny: "What's he got planned under that shadow? And me?"

He then looks at a nearby photo of him, Jacob and Rin having their honeymoon visit to Sonny's home country. The picture has a large, circular structure spouting water.

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This is in Suntec City's Fountain of Wealth, located in the center of Singapore City. He picks it up. Seeing that he holds for a moment, he obviously misses his home country, his childhood friend, and the couple he thought never worked out.


Sonny: "And Jake? Rin? Must be some sorta Mythic s:censored: lah."


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Sonny's private garage, basement of his penthouse building. 10 AM.

The garage, owned by Sonny, is available behind the glass for the public. Security watches it everyday, with state of the art alarm system, being able to call the SWAT teams under a minute, minimum. For today, however, it is closed. It's not very popular, but to many car enthusiasts, and fans of the Soul Chimera, it's a big deal.

As it's closed, Sonny walks by his many cars collected by him over the day. While nothing as lavish as some random millionaire, or as occupied as Jay Leno's, Sonny's ownership of the cars is more to his liking than the piles totaling to their collector's value.

He passes by many cars. He then stops to a recently special ordered SRT Viper, coated in Black Venom with Grey Stripes.


Sonny: "Ahh. Hello beautiful."

Kirk was behind him as he works underneath Sonny's Z/28. He rolls out, and gets up. Wearing a special apron for these undergoings, he stays mint clean. He wipes some sweat as he asks Sonny.

Kirk: "The SRT Viper.. what made you hook up this thing."

Sonny: "Oh Kirk.. you don't understand me sometimes, eh?"

Kirk: "No. No i don't. To understand someone else is the first step to love."

Sonny: "Oh! That's what you mean? Well.. i hope you forget what i said then, ah."

Kirk put up an evil smile, while not noticed.

Kirk: "Hehehe.. (I'm so remembering that. Watch out, Sonny, you motherf:censored:er.)"

Sonny: "Okay. Back to business. *claps and holds hands* Bought it because, let's face it, i love the damn thing. I pay for much less for something that can go faster than a Porsche."

Kirk: "And how about things you racers cringe about.. like controllability?"

Sonny: "Hoi.. Kirk. Who are you talking to? I guess years of living with me made you forget."

Kirk: "*sigh* I am under the presence of the oh so great Sonny Meng. Whoo."

Sonny: "Thaank yoouuu..."

Sonny shows off his badass pose, while under progress of perfecting.

Kirk: "By the way, why close off the garage museum?"

Not used to talking while doing some ridiculous stand, Sonny jumps back to a regular stance.

Sonny: "Cause.. just felt like it. Besides, we're going out. Leave the damn show open and paparazzis take advantage of me when the main man's not here, IF they can. There might be 2 behind that carr... aand another in that vent, i don't know."

Kirk: "I'll make sure Andrea gets the pepper spray on the vents..."

The vents then have sound as if rats run away from there, except it sounded heavy. Being used to it, the two ignore it.

Sonny: "As if! I don't want to get news that those b:censored:es got sprayed because they saw me!"

Kirk: "Ahahaha!"

Sonny: "Ahahahah!"

*HIGH FIVE*

Sonny: "*shaking hand in recoil* Ohhhoho.. I just wonder, when it's your turn to be in the spotlight, oh Kirkie?"

Kirk: "Nah. I have stage fright. I'd be much quieter if i wasn't talking to my best bud slash boss slash.. a lot of other names."

Sonny knows Kirk too much. Perhaps this may be one reason why he agreed for him to live with the great Asian American Badass.

Sonny: "So true! Ahahahaha!"

Kirk: "So... back to the serious stuff.."

Sonny inspects his new acquisition. Being a fan of the SRT Viper when he first test drove it for millionaires looking for a cheap alternative, he could feel nothing but joy and power in a very American sounding V10.

Sonny: "This car. We transform it. Keep it regulated as a 'sleeper hyper', at most."

Kirk: "Sleeper? So, nothing fancy, then? I get what you want. Or.. am i wrong?"

Sonny: "Hehe, you know, like that Dark Horse Camaro SS? Keep the fancy stuff under the hood, maybe get rid of the bulky interior things."

Kirk: "Ahh? So.. the usual? And this is a Viper? I'll put... what was it.. ah! Mopar and SRT Motorsports racing on standby for quick installing and things like that. I'll get them on Willow Springs, with blueprints. What happens if i hear no, especially on such last second?"

Sonny: "They'll get hooked. Especially when you tell the Californian racing enthusiasts that.. we'll be making the most super street legal Viper yet! It's big!"

Kirk's always impressed when he sees Sonny's dominating confidence.

Kirk: "That's... (Wow. Just wow. It takes years to be one full of charisma like that..) I won't let us down."

He then receives a message on the phone. Sonny also receives this message.

Sonny: "What's up?"

Kirk reads..

Kirk: "Gang's already at Springs. They're reserving for the day, but there's some racers mucking about, they say. They'll be gone, not to worry."

Sonny: "Whatever that means, it won't stop us. Go and get ready. Also.. i want it done today. Hope the guys are okay with that, mmm?"

Kirk: "..... just tell them later. They really don't want to be without you, boss."
Kirk leaves the garage and heads back to the penthouse. Sonny, meanwhile..

Sonny: "*exhales in comfort*"

Stares at his darling SRT Viper. Having never driven it at a track's pace, he looks forward to driving it. After a moment, he heads to a nearby wall and pushes a switch. The switch allowed him to put the cars in an illusion to be at different places, thanks to some nifty camera work and rotatable walls to mimic a green screen effect.

First: Ronda.


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Then, the Gemasolar Power Plant.

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Afterwards, a square in Syracuse.

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Looking at these, Sonny felt like having a romance scene with his SRT Viper, possibly making out with it. If a talking device for a car would exist, Sonny would have dibs on having the first one out and find out what's up with his car's feelings.


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Willow Springs International Raceway, California. Midday.

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Appearing before the track is Sonny, wearing shades not for style, but due to the blazing sun heating the sands of the track. Unable to get a proper test run of his new SRT Viper on the way here, he sees that he has to reach a higher speed than usual on the deserts of his favorite track.

Unlike many other racers getting names for each track they master, Sonny thinks otherwise. Why place a name on the face of one track? Why not be the one to place it all over the world? Being a master of many things is done harder than said. Sonny aspires to be the one that overcomes this limitation. Already proven himself over the Nurburgring for a second year, he refuses the right to be an official meister when the lap time he managed to reach with his Dark Horse Camaro is plainly just at 6:54.356, which is FAST.

Why? To the many racers, being a meister would be an accolade of being the best over an overrated toll road. These roads serve as a benchmark, now losing its charm, but not by too much. Sonny doesn't want his name to be chanted on the Nurburgring. He wants it to be... the ultimate racing badass in the world... give or take 1 percent badass.

As Kirk gets the car to the gang, Sonny inspects the Big Willow: the only portion of the track he normally uses. The big, speedy bends, mixed with the unforgiving change of height in some of the corners, and the large straight sections allow for a very unbiased result when a car's dominant specialty takes advantage in other tracks.

Looking at the sky, Sonny peers around for a cloud of rain. The many spectators that know him, along with the track marshals wonder what he's up to. Sonny's not a warrior of the streets known for weather; it would go against his own persona.

He then hallucinates as the great sun made a mirage. The sunglasses he wears ensures it's not really a strange moment.


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Sonny: "(These guys won't leave me alone, eh? Hmm.. f:censored: it!)"

Sonny turned around to see chatter amongst the people. As he sees them pointing at him, he tries to walk left, only to walk to a mysterious person.

Sonny: "Pardon me."

???: "...."

Sonny sees this person walk away. The way this person walks, with swooping hips and arms on the sides, signal to him that this person's a female, but wearing a European head scarf, with some glasses covers this woman's identity perfectly well.

Sonny: "Man.. there's just too many of these people being all sneaky and all."

The sneaky people... the people doing things behind their backs.. Sonny hated dishonesty amongst the many traits of human evil. One such moment was when the man who trained him chose not to divulge why he's being treated so harshly at the time of training. Other was when the small group of 'ultimate track racers' chose disrespect than listening to the wisdom of the Mythic racer. Sonny thought ill as he walked back to the garage.

Sonny: "(By God, they will pay their due punishment...)"

Clearing his mind of negative images, he head to the pit garage they reserved. Seeing Kirk toss the keys to the Viper straight at Sonny without warning, Sonny put it as such a challenge that he managed to catch it with his teeth.

Sonny: "*Spits out keychain* Kirk.. you and i have to talk about warning me."

Kirk: "So-rry."

Sonny: "Anyhow.. it's all us right? Six of us?"

A man passes by, carrying a box of scrap metal.

Skull: "Yeah, boss."

While not important, it would be nice to know what Sonny's got riled up here.

Sonny's mother, known as Red Hot M, is a biker, and travels across the nation a lot. While this impacted heavily on Sonny's relationship with her at an all time mediocre, the relationship would spike when the woman passed away not too long ago of lung cancer.

The gang she made crumbled quick, and they went their separate ways. Sonny, who's been well known by these bikers, had an incentive to bring back their days of glory, riding bikes all over the country. Sonny owns a custom chopper that he hardly uses, but knows what it feels to ride it due to his mother giving him the occasional ride back in the day.

When Sonny met Kirk, he had nowhere to go. Kirk was an educated man, but couldn't find opportunity. He saw refuge in some of the biker gangs he came across. Already a natural at the roadie life, Kirk taught Sonny what he needed to know, and at the time, Sonny was looking for traces of his mom's old gang.

Already knowing the great mechanic known as
Crank-Shaft working for his mom, Sonny immediately hired him, under the condition he trains his 25 year old nephew in the muse of the spanner: Hawt-Rod.

Then, Sonny needed some muscle to start the little gang off. He finds an infamous pair of twins. Not knowing their real names, they live with their infamous names as the Bandit Twins: Skull the deft hands, and Raw the bear hugger. Needless to say, the two have great synergy as brothers, and are amazing makeshift mechanics. Hand them DIY tools, and who knows, they might invent the next telephone.

With these six, Sonny proclaimed the birth of the California Ghosts: a gang succeeding Red Hot M's dream. This dream is to be the fastest cruisers in the whole of the states. No doubt, their exploits for riding haven't been seen, but the tuning?

On sports cars, this team has worked on many variants of Sonny's many Camaros, a certain Ferrari F430, a Ford GT, and an infamous 70s Mustang. These guys also serve as Sonny's pit crew recently. Sonny drives, Kirk being the brains, the others get to work on the car prepared.


Hawt-Rod: "Look lively, boys. Boss is here!"

The whole gang huddled around Sonny. They make high fives and special handshakes.

Crank-Shaft: "Hey.. how was the forest roads again? I swear, it must've been BOOOORRIING going round that place again."

Sonny: "Ugh.. You know... forest-y. Either way, i would've never won if it weren't for all of you guys. Although.. I'll be honest here: I don't need a Dark Horse car then. It's easy, lemme tell you."

Raw: "Easey? Why easy? Me no understand..."

Skull: "You big lug! It means that he has no problem. Sonny's a natural champion."

Raw: "Ohhh.."

Sonny: "Treat your brother with a lil' more respect, eh Skull?"

Skull: "He's got a thick head, but yeah.."

Raw: "What you mean... thick head?"

Sonny: "It's a good thing, lemme tell you lah."

Raw: "Ho-kaay.."

Sonny claps his hands twice, signalling a need for attention.

Sonny: "Okay.. gimme a sit rep on your guys trip north."

Crank-Shaft: "It's nothing too pretty, Boss, but it's unique that we all took cough medicine straight after. We're fine now, nothing for your rich ass to worry about *sneezes*."

Dodging the sneeze, Sonny increases worry.

Sonny: "Okay.. You guys just make sure we don't sag today. The media's watching every strand of my hair today.. cause i told Kirk to tell em.. *nudges Kirk, and whispers* what did you say?"

Kirk was daydreaming again.

Kirk: "Hmmmm... OH! Umm.. err.. i told them, under the words of our boss here, that we're going to make the most badass street legal Viper ever."

Sonny: "Attaboy!"

Sonny slips ten bucks into Kirk's back pocket.

Sonny: "So.. my boy Kirk here has called in the guys from Mopar and SRT tech to pump up this here Viper. I know we've done large things with what... Dark Horses... but this is my most ambitious project ever. Kirk!"

Kirk: ".. HUH?! Where's my f:censored:ing manners?!"

Sonny: "Tell them providers that this workout is coming from my wallet."

Kirk: "Already.. *typing on mobile phone* done!"

Sonny: "Alright.. just for fun.. head count!"

Sonny climbed on the nearby work bench and stands tall over his fellow gang. With a Jim Carrey vibe, every name he spouts, he points towards.

Sonny: "Let me hear your voices! Skull!"

Skull: "Prrreeesennttt!!"

Sonny: "And your brother, the ever so big and musclebound Raw?!"

Raw: "Huh? That's me! That's meee!"

Sonny: "Do i hear aaaaa Crank-Shaft?"

Crank-Shaft: "You hear me!"

Sonny: "And Hawt-Rod!"

Hawt-Rod: "Last but not least, am i right?"

Sonny: "Right, but no. You forgot our dear Kirkie!"

*heavy laughter*

Kirk: "Alright, boys.. I'm flattered. So.. what's the plan, boss?"

Sonny: "The plan?"

Sonny jumped down and walked to the car.

Sonny: "You already know what's the plan."


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Moving ahead to 1 PM. The skies are clear, and the sun heats the track like a large frying pan. What not better time for a...

MONTAGE

Montage Song: The Dandy Warhols - Bohemian Like You.


0:00 - 0:13

A scene is seen by other passersby as they see Sonny's crew walk to their garage from the annex building.

Sonny wears a racing outfit, carrying a helmet.

Kirk wears a headset, holding a pen and a paperback.

Skull brings along a bunch of tools in a large moving toolbox.

Raw carries two tires on his shoulders.

Both Hawt-Rod and Crank-Shaft carry bunches of blueprints.

They all walk as if in they're in slow motion.



0:14 - 0:58


After the track gets cleared, a certain serpent finally gets on track after minutes.

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Like the rest of his Dark Horses, Sonny aims for the feel of the Viper compared to his preference for a super street demon.


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His crew watches the cameras. Having known Sonny's level of racing, they expect no quarter.

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0:59 - 1:27


After multiple laps, Sonny heads to the pits.

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He makes a diagram of the car, and notes on what the Viper feels like, while explaining what he wants the team to do. Looking at what's what, the team gets to work. Notes on the board stand out, circled.


50-50 weight distribution..


Weight loss: PRIORITY!


LSD: CONTROLLABLE SWAG DRIFTS!


Using the garage's mechanical life, they brought the car higher so they can work on it's underside. Versatility comes in when a moving elevator allows for some bodywork changes, while nothing large is planned of such.


1:28 - 1:47


The day passes, with 2 hours of work, consisting of only sounds of the blowtorches and spanners. Mechanical processing is heard every few seconds.

Kirk holds firm of a paperback as he brings in men bringing parts for the Viper as Sonny takes a small nap.

Body parts from SRT and performance parts from Mopar are placed, with a guide. They get started.


1:48 - 2:17


It's now 4 PM.

The Viper, now with a lot of modifications inside is now race spec. Aside from adding lighter body parts, it also has a small lip wing, similar to the Time Attack model. Sonny, holding a cup of water, looks and sees. Everyone, finishing with their current duties have only one thing to do:

Point Sonny to the cockpit.


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Sonny then would make a quick lap with the mini TA lip wing, provided by SRT.


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Strangely, while he's going faster around the track, it's quiet. Too quiet.

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Underneath that helmet, a surprise awaits.


2:18 - 2:31


After a lap, he comes back in. With a face of suspicion, Sonny leaves his car..

..only to come back with a sledgehammer.

The whole team holds him back. Kirk, under a minor panic, rushes to suggest a solution: reduce the downforce and get the CPU adjusted. Sonny then mentioned that the car needs more power, and the suspension's settings are too wide.

During all the adjustments, Sonny sneaked in with a spanner to try removing the passenger seat. Kirk objects when he mentions having no way to head home. Lucky for them, Raw brings in lightweight racing seats. It turns out to be the saving grace when they see Raw's fingers through the small holes behind the head area.



2:32 - End.


Sonny then makes last efforts of his team fruitful by making the last run his best, after seeing them weary.

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He appears to enjoy it more than when it was 6 hours ago.

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Sonny: "In the gutter like them mountain boys! What an improvement!"

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As Sonny brings the car through the straight, he expresses on how he enjoys the car very much by screaming like some crazy maniac.

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The tired team was raised back up hearing this scream, and start celebrating. Upon examination of a timer, Kirk looked at how the best lap time has exceeded a 3 second gap from his last best.

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After a tip was offed, A crowd piles up by the pit lane, mostly consisting of car magazine editors and car enthusiasts, not to mention fans of Sonny.


Stopping after seeing the crowd, the Asian is greeted with a megaphone.

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Sonny: "Ladies and gents... Dark Horse tuning garage has not made... a creation worthy of such a name.."

Silence..

Sonny: "Let me tell you what a magnificent job me and my crew have been into, and may i present to you.. THE BEAST!"

Followed by clapping, pictures are taken, along with people wanting to hear opinions from Sonny about everything.


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Fast forward to 8 PM.

Unlike any regular crew, this crew knows how to drive. With piles of tires and an oil tanker's amount of fuel at the back, they take turns making laps.


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Laps. As if in donuts. Get it?

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While they hear Hawt-Rod make the tires cry of rubber, Sonny sat with Kirk in the garage.

Sonny: "It's amazing what motivation these guys have. This is the best tuning day yet."

Kirk: "It builds up when you're not around. The motivation, that is."

Sonny: "Hahah!"

Kirk: "Let's get them even more motivation, eh? They won't mind following you around the world... but about the parameters?"

Sonny: "How you all should really look normal? I mean really.. I'm not interested in making wars with other criminals."

Kirk: "You assume we're some sort of biker drug dealing scum?"

Sonny: "I'm afraid everyone else just thinks so lah."

Kirk delved into thought for a moment.

Kirk: "Well.. one glimpse at Skull or Crank-Shaft tells you a lot."

Sonny: "You see?"

Kirk: "I do, i do.. but we really don't want to be left out when Sonny's a total badass on track. We, as Dark Horse Tuning, really want to be with you for that extra support."

Sonny: "Yeah.. yeah.."

Kirk: "Also.. you're headed to England?"

Sonny: "Ah yup. Not sure how long though."

Kirk: "How about we get some holiday points in?"

Sonny: "You all got cash? I'm not giving mine."

Kirk: "Come on.. you're a generous man. This Beast cost us only 100k worth of parts, removing like 20k worth of it though.."

Sonny: "It's all on me... but.. huh... well.. I'll be generous. Tell the guys payday, tomorrow. How's.. we boost by 20k each?"

Kirk: "Yeah! You the boss."

Song: Wang Chung - Everybody Have Fun Tonight.

As Kirk stood back up and head to the gang, Sonny sat and thought..

Sonny: "This Beast's going to be one bad mother.. Let's see you babies cry when i wipe your pride clean!"

But then, upon no realization that the whole of the current California Ghosts realize they're being watched. The person watching is the mystery woman with the headscarf.

???: "Hmm.."

The distance is large, and only she knows where she got an army issue binoculars. Able to see darkness, she sees Sonny with interest.

???: "So.. he's the American Asian Badass, they say.."

Taking away her binoculars, she wraps them around her long scarf.

???: "I thought he must be some racer way over his head on performance.. and i am right.. as always."

The woman, wearing a loose blouse and a rolled up pair of pants, along with nice clogs, is so far unrelated to what's to come. But, with motives against Sonny, there is no way she has to be ignored.

She enters her car. The car starts up. The sound of the engine is heavy, but unheard from the closest mortal being to her distance.

Song Progress: 1:08

???: "When Sonny meets Nirvana Kellen, he will be in for a surprise.. get ready!"

With a sandstorm coming in, her car is nowhere to be found after it passes.


FIN BONUS

Author's Notes



- Bored. That's all. Making progress in GT6 is a bit of a drag, but it's a fun drag. Also, using old style. New additions of layout for my sequel isn't used, because there's no progression and all.

- This little bonus is my honoring and my tribute to the brand new SRT Viper. Adding it to my top 30 cars,(not really sure what number it is though), the aggro 640 horses and its styling really pretty much threw all the madder power cars i liked (even the SLS Black) in the back. Also: Benefactor Surano.

- This little race report is pretty much how i looked at tuning it. Great car. Will drift when i want it to.

- You want more convincing? Fine. There's this new fangled game called Need For Speed: Rivals (Mine's on Origin, look for SomePlayaDude). The car i have on Racer with, i think, the most miles is the Ford GT (Granted), but second place is the SRT Viper Time Attack, which is a DLC car.. yea, i paid. It's not cheap, but the Viper made it feel like i paid a bullion!

- The Nurburgring lap, i admit, is done with the Camaro Race Car with sports softs. In GT5, that is.

- See the nice 15th Anniversary outfit? Yep.. got the SEA initial pack. That's some 15th Anniversary cars (including the oh so 'SomeDude wants to test run so badly' GT40) and the Mercedes powered Pagani *makes weird noises*.

- This would be the perspective if Sonny was made the protagonist: over-exaggerated. Rule of cool, ladies and gents. Means that as long as it's cool, awesome or whatnot they don't mind any of the teeny weeny details.

- This length is also the standard for one part for my writing onwards, so far. And detail and presentation... hope you all don't get too bored reading those texts. I made monotony an arch nemesis on my times writing.

- Sonny's perspective is a somehow realistic view of a regular Hollywood celebrity.. to me at least. Try to take it that being a celebrity is mostly trying to make a good impression.

- Not everyone here will play an important role in my larger story, but Sonny's right hand man Kirk and the mysterious lady Nirvana are unannounced detailed characters to appear in the Dawn Of The Mythic. SPOILED!

- I don't know what i thought to make that 'Skype messaging'. Like to here, I've copied messages straight from the messenger before.

- A montage was to appear in the Legacy Of The Dark Horse, which was for Jacob's rite to recognizing the Nurburgring. I think it wouldn't be good enough back then. I'm still having a few doubts on it now. Visualizing it is HARD, I KNOW, SHADDUP! :D

- I would have to put a special thanks to the GTP Music Forum for finding 'Bohemian Like You'. It's somewhat a nostalgic song for me.

- Nirvana is already developed, given a car (nicknamed: Splitting Image, any guesses?), and given a role in story. I won't tell you in what way. Even mentioning her *bleep* is *bleep*.

- Kirk and Nirvana's Leitmotifs.


Cars Introduced.


Small preview of Dawn's layout of this.

- Sonny's SRT Viper "The Beast". Being one of Sonny's favorite cars during his days as a tester, he bought it. Putting on the black and grey stripe markings on it signals his team's signature color. It comes to no surprise that it has been tuned by his personal racing team, giving it a special name: the Beast.


Cast Introduced.


No change. And also: some of them are copy paste.

- Sonny Meng Xian Zhen. The first Author Avatar. A badass in his own right, carrying both the coolness of an Asian heart throb, with the personality of an American roadie. Already a famed racing celebrity, his interest in cars brought him to the path he now leads. A member of Mythic, named the Soul Chimera.

- Andrea Sean. Servant of Sonny Meng. A woman born into a modern American family. Struggling to keep up with other people of her age, due to different interests. Aspiring to be one with the stars, but not in a sense that's expected. After graduating in hospitality college, her meeting Sonny and under hire is the way she wants to live life.

- Kirk Ackepoke. The second Author Avatar, and the closest one in comparison to me. A roadie for most of his life after finishing his degree. One that finds the thrills of racing by purely interacting with what does what in a car. Shy, but nice, and is liked amongst his brothers in their club: The California Ghosts.

- Nash Kirkham. A legendary racer, thought dead, but really in hiding. For reasons unknown, he plans to revive his name as one of the bests, like the days before. It won't be easy, but he's been waiting and planning till the day comes. The leader of Project Mythic.

- Nirvana Kellen. Who is this person? Why does she watch Sonny with interest? Why is there a large scar on her face? What relation does she have in the racing world of today? Why is she all a mystery? We'll find out soon enough.

The California Ghosts.

- Hawt-Rod and Crank-Shaft. Nephew and Uncle. Crank-Shaft's family has been in the biker game for a long time, and mostly are followers of Sonny's mother: Red Hot M. Also skilled at tinkering bikes and monster trucks. Devoted to the California Ghosts since it's predecessor's heyday.

- Skull and Raw. Twins. Once a pair of bodyguards for a large biker conglomerate, they joined Sonny after their organization turned to dust from act of capital punishment. Sonny took them in when they heard about a certain racing biker dude needing some more muscle. Also: great makeshift fixers, as long as they are together, they can make anything.



THANKS FOR READING.

















Small preview for the sequel of my original fan fiction: Dawn Of The Mythic.


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Clark: "Also! Paul."

Paul: "Huh?"

Clark: "They're coming.."

Pelican
The Maccabees
Given To The Wild


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Clark: "The Mythic. Arriving soon. Ready yourselves, pawn. Nash is already settling with the practice on getting you out of here quick, i promise you that."

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Clark: "And my approach to you now is because we want to bring them in. We want YOU to see them, and get to know them. You're the odd one out in their social circle, and we want to ensure there is synergy between you all."

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Paul: "Okay.."


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Coming May 2014.
Give or take one month.
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Very strong characters I must say. Sonny's exaggerated celebrity personality is just hilarious, can't wait for more. 👍 It's almost criminal that you posted this about 5 days ago and no one has liked or commented until now.
 
Dat SRT Viper :drool::drool::drool:

One question I do have is how the hell do you get the music to fit so well with the story:confused:? I always find that cool :)
 
Oh my god, are those comments?!

Very strong characters I must say. Sonny's exaggerated celebrity personality is just hilarious, can't wait for more. 👍 It's almost criminal that you posted this about 5 days ago and no one has liked or commented until now.

This is the intent of Sonny: a likable, pushed to the limit, cool man. But, he's not exactly a hero. Kind of like a 'cooler than the hero' side character. I'm a little afraid he might go overboard, or he might lurk into Mary Sue territory.

And criminal?

I'll represent all fiction writers that the race reports are just under looked, or under commented. We've got potential, guys! Help us get better! I'm reading every bit of fiction (all the way back to GT5's long history of them) to get small bits of tips and inspiration. But i definitely know one story can't change anything, even at my immense amounts of work.


Dat SRT Viper :drool::drool::drool:

One question I do have is how the hell do you get the music to fit so well with the story:confused:? I always find that cool :)

I have no idea how to answer the question. I'm not a musician. I just like listening at my free time. And i play games with soundtracks a lot, so majority of my songs are from games (like.. my overused Won't Get Fooled Again remix coming from NFS: MW Criterion). I get access to these in a private playlist.

If there's a genre i like, it's what's hot in the 80s and 90s. And select pieces of today. But I've been getting some hints lately about music not being an important factor in fiction, unless it's scene specific. I guess i just got better at choosing what piece for what scene in the Legacy since i kind of experimented on Prologue Finale then..

And i will choose what part of the song via YouTube coding to start with in my sequel. Makes it so you don't have to wait along 7 minutes before the inevitable YEEEAAAHHH in the original Won't Get Fooled Again when i want that reaction.

To finish off with good measure: Hayato's leitmotif. And no: i don't play Call Of Duty.
 
Oh my god, are those comments?!I have no idea how to answer the question. I'm not a musician. I just like listening at my free time. And i play games with soundtracks a lot, so majority of my songs are from games (like.. my overused Won't Get Fooled Again remix coming from NFS: MW Criterion). I get access to these in a private playlist.

If there's a genre i like, it's what's hot in the 80s and 90s. And select pieces of today. But I've been getting some hints lately about music not being an important factor in fiction, unless it's scene specific. I guess i just got better at choosing what piece for what scene in the Legacy since i kind of experimented on Prologue Finale then..


I have similar tastes in music since my dad's into Power Pop and Classic Rock from the 70's,80's and 90's. Not all, but a lot of the music today I find :yuck:

The music is not required at all really, but at times it's amusing, to me anyway.
 
Small Preview: How's Things Going?

After kicking away from writer's block, I got back on the chair and actually finished typing down the ending of the prologue, clocking in at a whole 100 kb without pictures. Really think i should split it, but it'll break the flow. It's important to have a smooth flow. Don't break the immersion, people.

I've started writing chapter one. Racing on track begins there. And the motto of this chapter is Rivalry.

Unannounced Characters?

Yeah. It's troublesome to have too much characters, but as far as i know, we've been treating characters wrong. I've learned that no matter what position they are, they have to be respected like a human being. I have to give the same respect i have for Sonny to these new heroes/villains to make them effective.

Enough villains with obvious villain names and with bland villain personalities. I've learned, and one part of my fiction has it dedicated to putting it away.

I'll describe three unannounced characters for the Dawn. Subject to change.

First: an Arab. Like many other Arabs, he has money. But his real aspiration isn't being the most showy Arab on Earth (who isn't?). He wants adventure, a journey, and lives to find the most exhilarating one. In terms of racing, he's a pikes peak competitor, and an X-Games regular.
Car: Lamborghini Reventon "Raptor"

Second: a Swede. A man who respected Outlaw in the past, but now lost it when he sees that icon go into the darkness of street racing. If there is an infamous Assassin, this would be an infamous bounty hunter. Isn't afraid to get dirty, and even has a record of fatalities.
Car: Bugatti Veyron 16.4 '13 "Tainted Love"

Third: an American. Living under employ for many works, she does it all for her low class suffering family. She longs for a better life for everyone. A part time waitress by day, but a big time street racer by night. If Dawn Of The Mythic had intend a new protagonist, she's the one to do it.
Car: Shelby GT350 "Legend's Stallion"

Second Gaiden regarding Hayato's backstory to be released soon.
 
You're right about the character/villians and how they should be treated. I made the mistake at first of making the villian in my story like that. But I found a way to right it, he's got a proper character, just you don't notice it until he starts showing up more often.

Can't wait for the massive walls of text. All 100 KB's of it. :lol:
 
What I can suggest is use Flickr to store photos since it's not only improving their quality, but also you get to choose the size of the photo you want to post here. That means faster loading times.
 
Coming next week, to a GT6 Race Report forum near you:


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Behind The Mask: A Shinobi's Uprising.


Starring: Hayato Matsumoto. A narcissistic, wannabe ninja of today, but a top scorer in the Super Formula series. Witness as we head to his past, to find out why he walks the path of ridiculous proportions based on today's standards.

Delve down into a backstory that has never been written as deep and dark (in a fan fiction) as Hayato's, as we see the dark within the newest member of the comic relief for Dawn Of The Mythic..




Aannnddd... I'm out of lines.. OOF.. Gin? What are you doing with that knife?

Gary, you mumbling fool! Keep talking or we won't get paid!

🤬.. Hold it girl! Just give me an moment..




Hold on to your colour, as we see what is it that made him dedicated to the sword, and what secrets that cause him to rely on that katana he holds dearly. See what he means when he dedicates himself into being an uprising icon to Japan's racing scene.

No, the world's not about to end, but there will be some characters coming from the Legacy, particularly from chapter 2. And.. we also uncover how on earth did he get an NSX that came from the future.

Coming Soon..




We good? Alright! Just tell me when we're doing this for the Dawn, alright?

If you make pauses like that just now, i doubt we'll be seeing these sort of intermissions..

Hey, you should chill, girl! I mean.. I'll get better, guaranteed!

I hope you do, because if by one small inch you make me look bad.. it's one inch to your heart!
 

Small Preview: How's Things Going?


Quiet week this time around. Second gaiden's "cinema trailer" just above, and it's halfway done in the writing so i can decide on what will appear etc. I haven't made progress on the sequel, since i think the Prologue of Dawn Of The Mythic (extremely worried about the 100kb text file..) i think can hold out on it's own for a long time, but not without it's pictures.

In the limited time i got to play GT6, i managed to reach International A license thanks to a pretty wild R18 Anniversary edition. Having to lap a car in the end of each leg sure is weird. I also got a hand in painting and doing some car work. Gary's SRT Charger comes to mind, without a spoiler, added some body work, and painting it a Pearl White i have. It's a GTA 5 reference, i know. I should stop using too much of these references.


SomeDude's Tips: Character Immersion and Variety.


So, one important thing that I've learned on making the Mythic a realistic full fleshed team of professional level racers is that they don't have to be the same person, but all unique. Here's something from TvTropes:

The first step to building characters is interaction. If a group of people is traveling together, they need some similarity, for the most part. At the same time, you need some variety in how they act and think. You don't want your Five-Man-Band to be five generic nerds who grew up in similar circumstances and act the same way. That's boring. You can still have five nerds if you want, but have them be nerdy about different things, and then match those things to their worldview.

Still with me? That site is, while a great place to learn how to do media, is like a black hole: it will suck you in! But help, yes.

Either way, when a team is present, you don't make them super similar. Have a similar objective, sure, but not so similar in terms of ideals and actions; that would portray that he/she's a clone of the other person. Beware of making a character suddenly totally different person by an unrealistic length, or having a lack of explanation of such. That's improper character derailment. That's as bad as an ass pull.

Which brings me to presentation. You're going to make the readers think correctly about what's happening or what's that supposed to represent. When you see your hero doing that, are you giving the readers the clue that's how you're supposed to portray that? If someone's crying in the story, it'd be wrong when the readers find it funny.


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Now it's time for an example: I'll use Hayato: a dorky narcissist, as an example. This scene would include the hero making a reason for unwanted people to see him while shooing away an obstacle.

Naturally, one naturally normal person would say something like..

"Hey. Let me take over. Sorry you had to see him; he's a little too secure sometimes. I heard you wanted to see me?"

A much more playful person would say..

"Sorry.. that guy is such a kidder. Always shooing away everyone. What's up? You look pretty excited. Maybe because it's me? I guess so!"

A cruel perfectionist would say..

"I'll have him fired.. ah! I apologize that you have to witness that. My image is not to be tarnished by idiots like him. What occasion do you have, or are you here to waste my time with meaningless babble?"

Now, Hayato (plugged from gaiden).

"Ugh.. he is such a d:censored:.. Anyhow.. why so.. timid? You're given an opportunity to meet the ever rising racing icon, and i don't want to waste your precious seconds."

See how varying this is? Try putting each character you have in a similar situation. If there's a person with about 50% similarity, try to get that fixed. Diversity is not only important, it's realistic. Extreme similarities, like soulmates, or similar lifestyle are a whole different story altogether, though.


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Moving on. In many cases, dialogue is portrayed as such. Here's a nice hospital scene (more plugging)

"You sure he won't notice? You're a rather well shaped female."

Hmm.. how about i help with immersion, and the way one thinks about the situation?

Having this script layout is inadvisable, because to describe what it's supposed to bring isn't there, leaving some misguidance. This is why many fanfiction use the well known descriptive layout (dunno it's real name).

"You sure he won't notice?" questioned a curious Hayato.

He then looked for a disputable fact, and upon finding it, he explains. Hayato continued "You're a rather.." and he silenced himself upon staring at the small details of her private parts.

After a pause, he finishes with "well shaped female".

Too... wrong? Sorry, I'm a noob at this. There's no flow in this, except from my tears. :(

But, i want to use the more simple script format myself, so I'm a hypocrite! :yuck:

Not saying it's inferior, so why not improve it? Make use of the space you have! If you can describe a second's worth of action in one moment, then go and try. Just don't bore your audience, like what the imaginary boogeyman underneath the gurney are thinking about at the same time. Relevance, people!

Hayato: "You sure he won't.. notice? You're a rather.."

Hayato would follow with a pause upon seeing her private parts, wrapped up with bandages. Unlike many regular men, he's not exactly allured, and uses logic to finish what he would mention.

Hayato: "Well shaped female.."


What a doozy. Hope it helps. I should change the thread name..
 
Small Disclaimer: Content heavy, clocking in at above 100 kb!



SomePlayaDude presents..




A small feature, previewing a brand new character.




A Bonus Gaiden, starring the NSX Concept and its driver..





Still not Dawn Of The Mythic.





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Song: Madeon - Shuriken.

Suzuka Circuit. Midday.

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Wet rainy days steer away drivers from the tracks. Possibly to insult nature itself, one car pushes the limits drives around, with a man inside.

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???: "What day is it today?"

To answer whether or not he's unnamed, he isn't. This person, with a look that signals years of experience and talent in something much larger than his supercar: a road going concept of the new NSX.

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His name is
Hayato Matsumoto, and his car is more as a lifelong friend to him when it comes to anyone mentioning vehicle relationships.

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As Hayato goes through the rainy day, he finds it a moment to practice in Suzuka, since in a normal wet day, nobody comes over.

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To him, this also means less time signing autographs and more time with his car. And this also means more time with a voice recorder. Hayato is also narcissistic: an important factor for us to know.


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Hayato: "I promised myself a lot of the sad people that never got to share my spotlight."

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Hayato: "While i know.. sucks to be those guys.. i have to make sure Nippon is following the right man.."

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Hayato: "That'll make these people happy. I want to be the idol that is loved by the right people."

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Hayato finishes another lap at 2:04.490, which shows off his prowess in the rain.


Hayato: "I'm the only victor of these roads.. i won't be satisfied if it's any less.."


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Half and hour later, Hayato heads back in to refuel and change tires.

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His racing manager awaits, but only for maintaining Hayato's acquisition: An unreleased road legal concept of Honda's flagship sports car: the NSX. Hayato has a deep story on how he managed to get it, but he always doesn't feel it's something he can share.

Upon exiting the car, he is greeted by his English manager. The manager immediately tosses something at Hayato.


Manager: "Here!"

Hayato catches it. An ornamental, secure wooden scabbard carrying a katana blade. To many, it's just a weapon. To Hayato, it serves as something even bigger.

Hayato: "*pulls blade out* Hello... you look sharp today.. *puts it back in*"
While Japanese, Hayato is fluent in English due to his studying in an international school.

Manager: "He's talking to himself again.. oh God.."

Hayato: "So, what did you do to the car this time? I chose to ignore you last time, that i admit."

With a bit of disappointment, the manager directs Hayato to the nearby whiteboard. While Hayato puts the scabbard's sling around his shoulder, they look at each other, while not in joy.

Manager: "How many times do i have to tell you? We didn't really change anything today, because we just can't."

Hayato: "You're not wrong there, manager-san. Forgive my.. forgetfulness."

Manager: "Heh.. Also, we want you to recognize the car as it is first.."

Hayato: "Yes. Even if I had it for about a year now, but it's not like anyone sees this car in Tokyo traffic, hmm?"

Manager: "No."

Hayato: "At least you keep me entertained.. Keep talking, manager-san."

Manager: "Right... since a GT500 race is on today in Fukushima, our workforce in Mugen and Honda's racing division is currently out of order today."

Hayato: "A minor setback, i hope."

Manager: "It isn't. You had to bring the car out today, when it's busy, and wet.."

Hayato: "Calm down, manager-san. I know you're about to give me some good news regarding this, so shut your trap or tell me what's going to happen."

In the manager's face is the tip of Hayato's katana: a nicely forged blade with multiple layers, giving it the ability to cut with precision and swiftness.

Manager: "Right.. we managed to bring in some of Kyoto's finest young racers to help you."

Hayato: "I don't need more screaming b:censored:s!"

Manager: "Will you let me finish explaining?"

Hayato: "I won't if you're serving me a nice.. mojito of girls, their low pitched screams and.."

Manager: "MOTO-SAN!"

The manager calms for a moment as he manages to shut Hayato up. Hayato puts his katana away to his back.

Manager: "Okay.. you'll think of it as a favor."

Hayato: "*plays with his hand as a mouth* feenk uf eet ez er faver.."

Manager: "Errrhh.. "

Hayato: "Alright, I'll listen.."

Manager: "Thank you."

The manager would then sit down, while Hayato leans on his NSX.

Manager: "These people that come today visit from a growing touge club based in Kyoto. Mostly university students with a car. Bodykits, aftermarket parts.."

Hayato: "You know, Honda will destroy me if they find out i put a small change in whatever nanomachines they have running around.."

Manager: "I briefed them and they should already know about your situation. What i want to let you know is that the person leading these people are tuners."

Hayato: "Like i said."

Manager: "I don't want them to mess with the car at all, but some of them have dissertations to hand in. Mechanical and Art dissertations."

Hayato: "And?"

Manager: "One of them wants to see the car go, and we'll keep this quiet from Honda. Just tell them about the car's.. public things. And don't worry. I only brought in two people."

Hayato: "Two is better than ten. Okay.. Yeah. You got lucky today. Go and fetch them."

The manager left the area.

Hayato took the time to play around with himself. He begins with a small chanting, holding his hands as he performs a kuji-in prayer with his eyes closed.

Hayato: "My ancestors.. guide my path with the swiftness of the wind.."

He then makes a backflip, and land on his feet on the rain. His left arm crosses his chest, and his right hand hold firm on his katana.

Next, we see him doing some ninjutsu. Shadow boxing with his limbs and his katana. He keeps in shape, but why?



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Song: Stevie Nicks - Doing The Best I Can

Song Progress 0:00 - 1:51

We travel to the past. Hayato was 11 years old.

Hayato's youth is filled with love and prosperity. A whole home in a small village that belongs to his family. There are many Matsumoto branch families, but this one is home to an ancient ninjutsu clan.

Being the only child to the head of the family, Hayato had a lot of expectations, but these are somewhat too challenging for him. In school, he always barely pass his exams. In sports, he always underperform, and he was frequently punished in home for not reaching what expectations his parents had for him.

Hayato had his burdens lifted when he challenged himself to travel through a mansion that served as an old training ground for ninjas that would be easily punished with death. Such things as fatal pitfalls, spike traps and flamethrowing statues only can be witnessed by the small community upon an attempt to demolish it is botched.

It was a bad bet, but Hayato learned his ancestry upon entering the mansion. He would see symbols that mention if a trap would be present. What he faced nearly cost him his own life so many times. Nobody can say how lucky, or talented Hayato was to go through all this. Hayato was determined to prove the latter over time.

He eventually found himself in the deepest part of the home. It was a shrine, with a scroll hung and a katana stand waiting. Flame traps inside the room lighted the many dormant candles as Hayato enters. The scroll read of secrets and burdens now the young 12 year old Hayato can only hold, but he only read the fine print..




For the reader of this scroll..


Victory is what you sought, therefore..

You are the champion we waited for..

The champion of the clan's future..

It's in your hands..

Gain that victory our clan deserves..


The young Hayato found a new purpose. To be a champion, because he knew his ancestors want it. To deserve reading that marks Hayato's change of heart. He knows that he wants to be the best that he can.

About to unveil more secrets, there was another challenge: demolition. Thinking Hayato didn't make it out, the whole family reluctantly had to destroy the death trap. Swiftly getting out from the top floor, Hayato exited the mansion with a katana at hand. The secrets of the scroll remain lost.

While happy to see Hayato, they punished him. Expecting it, Hayato's personality today came from the proof the ornate katana he holds everyday.



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Song Progress: 1:52 - 2:18

PUNCH..
PUNCH..

ELBOW..

JUMPING SPIN KICK..

In slow motion, we can see water pouring from all over his body. They drip down, cleaning the man of all impurities in his mind..

Except for one..



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Song Progress: 2:19 - 3:09

Back to the past, Hayato turned 15 this time around.

The dedication he gained years ago gained him higher echelons of life. The honor roll in an international school. The school champion of athletics and kendo.

But, everyone knows Hayato isn't destined to be a hero, or an icon. He was always out of sight, silent, and never shared why or what made him. He slowly turned rebellious and narcissistic.

Selfish, gluttonous and mean. The four years from finding that scroll made him a different person, good for him, bad for everyone else.

One such day, he walks home, as always. But he looked back to find his parents in the family car on the road.

His Japanese father and his Brazilian mother pleaded he listen to them. Hayato would listen more and more when he got the facts..


"Being hunted."

"Family slain. A large group. Organized."

"Regarding the mansion and it's secrets."

"These culprits want it. The one holding the katana."


Hayato was given a bag of his choice belongings, and the katana he found. What secrets did it carry?

They stopped by an orphanage of a friend. Hayato said his goodbyes. The words that echo through his parents will always be in his head.


"Whatever happens, be the king on top, like you always were to me.."

"I will.. always love you..."


As the car sped away, Hayato felt real emotion since his turning.

He never heard of his parents ever again.

Living in the orphanage as Yamato Ito, Hayato donned a new look with striped purple hair, and had his skin paled a little bit. He might look like some sort of clown, but nobody minded him. He was known by many as Moto-san, and he adopted that as his nickname for the times ahead.



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Song Progress: 3:10 - 3:53

He takes out the same katana and starts swinging it around the rain.

In a precise moment, only he can witness a raindrop splitting by a precise blade.

He would make various clean cuts to his shadow, and then begin dancing around.

The mind of Hayato took a less serious manner as he swished and slashed the katana.

Then, what appear to be happy thoughts enter the head.



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Song Progress: 3:54 - 4:56

Amongst Hayato's favorite activities as an orphan was, aside from looking at himself, was bullying.

He was hated, as always, but someone looked up to him.

This person is
Yoko Chiba, who saw Hayato not as a rival, but as a man of power. When they formally met, it started out rough. The boy in hiding would hang on a tree, while she approaches said tree.

Hayato: "Stay away if you want to live.."

Yoko: "So rash.. who taught you such manners?"

Jumping down from the tree, Hayato's landing was comparable to a gymnast.

Hayato: "Little girl.. you don't know who you're talking to."

Yoko: "How can i? Heard you're incredibly popular amongst them."

She pointed to a bunch of other children peeking, then immediately heading back.

Hayato: "Those losers?"

Yoko: "All about you. We've yet to find out why you have such a fascinating weapon on hold at all times."

Yoko was not particularly pretty, but she has a fine build, and a real tough personality. For a bully, Hayato was calmed at the time..

Hayato: "Well.. it's unbelievable.."

Seeing doubt, she halted him, and accidentally held his hand.

Yoko: "I believe you."

Hayato: "(She can't be lying..) Well.. alright. What do i call you?"

Yoko: "Call me Yoko-san.."

Hayato: "Okay, Yoko-chan."

Yoko: "(Yoko-chan?!) No.."

Hayato: "Yes."

Yoko: "No."


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When we return to Hayato, we see him kneeling down with his katana, holding it's tsuka tight.. The wet rain veiled what appeared to be him in a sorrow position.

But why?


Hayato: "I promised you. *snivels* You.. and all those people will watch me.."

"Moto-san!"

Hearing what appears to be an illusion, he gets up.

"Moto-san!"

Hayato would wipe his face to hide his emotions, and immediately responded.

Hayato: "I heard you the first time, old man!"

Hayato heads back in. A small thunderstorm flashes the circuit grounds.


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Hayato: "Hey.. you're back.. *sneezes*"

Manager: "Yech!"

Hayato: "Ahh.. sorrry."

Manager: "What's wrong? Have your parents told you anything about the rain?"

Hayato: "They do. It's about running fast enough so you won't get soaked."

Manager: "*sigh*"

Hayato: "Okay. I'm ready to meet them tuners. Lay it on me!"

Manager: "Okay.. *whistles*"

Behind the manager is two young adults. One with medium spiky hair and glasses, and another with a mix of tied ponytails and dropped medium-long hair.

They can only reveal the tip of their heads.


Hayato: "Ugh... BEST DAY EVER!!"

As Hayato gets more and more bored, the manager calls the two over. Hayato takes his time to put away his katana into the car.

Manager: "What is wrong with you two? You're facing a Super Formula competitor. The rookie everyone's looking out for!"

???: "I know. But in these moments, i let Ayu-san talk for me.."

Manager: "Grow up!"

???: "Eeeek!"

???: "Hey! Leave Deki-san out of this! We're nervous, okay? I want more than just his autograp... whoops!"

Manager: "So.. what. Should i just shoo you away like a regular fan?"

Hayato: "No."

Manager: "Huh?!"

Hayato: "You job here's done. Now, back off, bozo. I'll give you the low down the moment I'm done."

Manager: "*sigh* Alright. But.. you know what NOT to do, okay?"

Hayato: "Okay."

Manager: "Okay."

The manager takes his leave.

Hayato: "Ugh.. he is such a d:censored:.. Anyhow.. why so.. timid? You're given an opportunity to meet the ever rising racing icon, and i don't want to waste your precious seconds. So.. you, girl! Name, and... *teasing* do you love me?"

The girl is Ayumi Tanaka, a touge racer from Kyoto. She's evidently nervous.

Ayumi: "Heh... heh. Name's.. Tanaka Ayumi... and... I'll... break down.. *screams*"

Hayato: "Haahaahaa. Very good, beautiful. Slow claps, everyone. Slow claps."

While Hayato insults them with slow clapping, the other person introduces himself. For our sake, he's Ayumi's boyfriend: Hideki Minami.

Hideki: "I'm.. Minami Hideki!"

Hayato: "Who asked?"

Hideki: "Eep!"

Laughing in his head, Hayato has no more reason to mess around.

Hayato: "Don't be startled. Pleased to make your acquaintance, but you should be careful!"

Hideki: "Thanks.."

Hayato, while a little disturbed, is a little happy that the right sort of people would come up to him. He hated people that either don't appreciate him, or just blindly scream at him.

Ayumi may be that such person, but he knows she's more than the regular genki girl.


Hayato: "So.. what did my manager decide to promise you with? A ride? Just some of the detailed intricacies i have no clue about the car? My..."

Ayumi would creep up to Hayato, in a really scary fashion. A small piece of paper and a pen await in front of the ninja's face.

Hayato: "Auto... graph?"

Ayumi: "OH YES YES YES!! Please please please please please.."

After enough pleasing..

Hayato: "When does she stop?!"

Hideki: "There's only two ways: you kill her or you do what she says. Doing the first one might risk her soul haunting you for your life, so.."

Hayato decides to use the third way: he snatches from her hands, and immediately tosses the paper to the rain outside.

*SPLASH*

Ayumi: "HEY!"

Hayato: "You're welcome. You should know.. I don't let crazy punks leave with my autograph. Keep that in mind the next time you ever see me."

Ayumi: "Hnnmm.. :( (why is he such a toughie?)"

Hayato: "Now, back to the real world.. reason, stat!"

Hideki: "We're art students.. and tuners. We're making a duo project to finish our studies. We plan to work on high speed as a canvas. Car art."

Hayato: "Well.. I'm not planning to launch any paintballs from my Dallara, if that's what you really want.."

Ayumi: "No! Moto-san! We're talking about how the racing line isn't more than just the fastest way around. We're researching the motion of art, and we want to use cars as an example."

Hayato then figured it out.

Hayato: "Cars? Well.. (This is an offer i can't refuse, or how can i become this nation's icon?) I'll accept. It's these things that make you guys happy, then.. how's a lap in the rain?"


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Using a special computer software, the duo track Hayato in his natural territory: rain in high speeds.

Song: The Bloody Beetroots - Rocksteady.

The software comprises of an on top view of Suzuka, and the NSX Concept tracked via GPS. The line taken by the car will be recorded on the map, like art.

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After a practice lap, the show really begins.

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The storm is brewing in Suzuka.

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And the NSX isn't stopping.

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Many people have their moments in Suzuka. While unnoticed, Hayato makes his aside from Super Formula racing.

In speed, he passes the line once, and he makes yet another round.

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And another..

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And then another..

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Until he returns to the pits. The tires are getting less and less grippy.


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Minutes later.

Both Hayato's guests get a fine view inside the NSX.


Ayumi: "Wow~ this is just too futuristic."

The many bits of tech seen at an auto show gets some exposure, such as the red leather, the sporty automatic gearbox, the small panel. It's like a private car show.

Hideki: "May i ask why it's left hand drive?"

Hayato: "Made in America. Had it brought here, but.."

Hideki: "But?"

Something came up on Hayato's mind that had him hold back.

Hayato: "*sigh* Forget i said anything."

Ayumi: "Come on! You've been so nice to us, Moto-san."

Hayato: "I know, but you don't want to piss me off too many times in one sitting."

Hideki: "So.. it's not for us to hear? A secret?"

Hayato: "Yeah.. let's call it that. Hidden beneath the shadows. That sort of s:censored:."

Hayato would then move ahead in discomfort, while stopping on the hood to see one's self reflection again.

Ayumi then notices some of the more detailed changes inside the car. She knows not any supercar would have a koshirae with it's mounting by the back.

With curiosity, she managed to bring the blade out.


Ayumi: "Phwoah! Deki-san!"

Hideki: "Huh... whoa whoaa!"
Seeing the shining sword, Hideki sees in awe, but Hayato, on the other hand.

Hayato: "What in the name of God?! GET AWAY!"

With a natural reaction, he elbows the innocent girl and as she lets go, he grabs it by it's tsuka, and tosses the katana up and immediately has the blade by her neck.

Hayato: "...."

Ayumi: "Waaaahhh!"

Hideki: "Moto-san! Stop! Please!"

Making a small stare to Hideki, he peers back to his victim to be.

Hayato: "......"

Then, a flash of the storm caused it to happen.

Yoko: "Do it.."

Hayato: "!!"

He re-enters his concsiousness and steps back. As he does so, Ayumi immediately runs a distance, while Hideki comes to Hayato.

Hideki: "Moto-san! What's wrong?!"

Hayato did nothing but breathe heavily and quickly.

Hideki: "Moto-san! Snap out of it! There's nothing to fear!"

Hayato: "I.. I.. nothing to fear.."

Hideki: "Stay.. i need to check on Ayu-san."

Hideki gets up and heads to his love interest.

Hideki: "Ayu-san, you okay?"

Ayumi: "Errrhh.. yeah.. Thanks for coming by.."

Hideki: "Not a problem. Come on. We have to help Moto-san."

As they got back to Hayato, they looked at him. He was slowly sniffing up and dripping tears.

Ayumi: "What's going on?"

Hideki: "I... don't know."


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Ten minutes have passed.

With consoling and cheering up and done, Hideki decided to do one thing.


Hideki: "You're a client for story time, and it's about that sword, and the car. Come on, Moto-san."

Hayato: "No! I refuse. I object. I withdraw. I.... object again!"

Ayumi: "Aren't you a tough customer? Come on! Please make our lives easier!"

Hayato: "I will share this story you all offer to me, that is, when i say: GET AWAY FROM ME! Not to mention get a restraining order."

Ayumi: "Sheesh! The nerve of that guy."

Hideki: "Don't give up, Ayu-san."

Hayato: "You two keep on offering me millions of yen. It's not going to bring this topic for me to share."

Hideki: "Oh, that's it!"

Ayumi: "(..and he said not to give up.. IDEA!) Deki-san! Leave him to me."

Hideki: "Really? What if that katana comes close to your neck again?"

Ayumi: "I promise that won't happen again. Now.. Moto-san."

Hayato: "*hums a casual tune*"

Ayumi: "How would you like to be one to know what REALLY happened to a very infamous street racer dressed like a desperado."

Hayato: "By any chance... you're referring to you-know-who."

Ayumi: "Yes. I'm talking about our good friend: Outlaw."

Hayato can't be lied to seeing Ayumi's honest face.

Hayato: "Hmm... interestingly interesting. You claim.. to know what is unknown on his disappearance? You have my intrigue, and.. for that..."

Ayumi: "*whispers* Hook, line and sinker."

Hayato: "How about YOU begin. It's MY story at stake here, not your living legend."


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All was spilled.

Hayato, while at first, skeptical, started to believe in their pleads. More facts that pushed logic are exposed. All about a man named
Jacob Ross.

Jacob Ross wore a jacket with a zipper that somewhat only existed to show off the tattoo.

Outlaw reappearing in Germany, just when Jacob Ross was there too.

The accent present through the voice adjuster.

The framed news report of Outlaw not being Jacob Ross.

And the small details regarding the Harbingers.

Just when the coup de grace was to be landed..


Hayato: "Okay! Okay! You win! Clever.. *starts slow clapping*"

Ayumi: "You don't believe us?"

Hayato: "No, i don't don't believe in you two. You can't be lying if you're so adamant in backing it up, with that boorish tone of yours.."

Hayato stands up.

Hayato: "Like your Dark Horse, i have the deep story in the past to share. You're very, very fortunate.."

Ayumi: "I'm ready~!"

Hideki: "Another one for the books."

Hayato: "Heh.. heh.. let's start, and no interfering!

The room was in silence aside from the rain for a small time.

Hayato: "Yes! I have met Jacob Ross once.."


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This tale will take the perspective of Hayato.


Jacob Ross is a big man, isn't he? Americans. They can be such people. This one? Bald, stern, that vibe of fear.

Anyhow, it was in this very track, and in this very weather about a year ago that i see him and his smug look. But it wasn't him alone. I don't think he's told you about his involvment with some Yakuza, hmm?

No?

But let me give you the summary of facts: Jacob Ross battled the Oyabun of the Takaguchi clan:
Heishiro Takaguchi on these very roads. While you might think how i got involved in this..

My position at the time was something like.. the head of Heishiro's enforcers. The ones that run in katanas and slice people up. I had practice in these criminal things..

You mention any of this and i will deny everything, and have your head on my katana's wish list.

So.. as i was told many many times, Jacob Ross won without problem. That man's a real racer, unlike our Oyabun.



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But let's go back even farther, eh? It would be too much of a hassle to mention you those straight up. How did i end up with the Yakuza?

Of course, the things to be mentioned only are what's buzzing around in my head. It's nine years in the making.

YEAR 1

Reaching 17, me and this other girl.. Yoko, had to find a place to live. Her cousin's got a nice home waiting for us in the south of Tokyo, by the bayside. Mostly quiet. This was about a decade ago.

Me and her got living as a couple, as we get a lot of exposure to the oodles and kaboodles of street racing around there. We didn't intend on giving any attention to it.

All it mattered for me and Yoko to live through to make a shining moment in life. Studied hardest i can, and did pretty darn good in my A-levels, though, but still couldn't find anywhere to go. The economy has gone to hell.

So... nice home? Well, hardly nice is what I'd say. Compared to the nice gardens and hallways of my old place, this is cramped hell. But at least it's free.

My A-Levels? About 280 points. That's good for a low level degree or something, but i rather not take that path. Yoko's done worse, but she apparently has connections to some... nasty people.

She's got money for us, but i didn't question it until one night, where she came back with a stench of blood.


Hayato: "Yoko-chan? What's with the act?"

She was wounded, but i don't recall why i was so casual about it.

Yoko: "Hospital.."

Hayato: "You're convincing you know? I'll give you that. So.. what's for dinner tonight?"

Yoko: "(B:censored:d!)"

With me playing around, having no idea Yoko was an enforcer for a prominent Takaguchi clan on the rise. The only thing that had me convinced that she's not playing around is when the floor didn't clean itself.


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Naturally, one wounded lady taken to the nearest practice. What i don't get is why she's headed home instead? Hiding a wound? Heck, even i'd go straight to treatment when i get sick.

The doctor allowed only me in, so i get some more time with her.


Hayato: "There! Better?"

Yoko: "Yes... but not really."

Hayato: "Is that so? Well, indulge me, Yoko-chan. What is it that you do to keep the house running? I have this right to know after i witnessed what i call a period."

Yoko: "Ugh.. (What the hell, Moto-san!)"

Hayato: "Come on!"

Yoko: "Alright.. alright.."

Damn, you do take your time. Sometimes, Moto-san just don't understand women and their fast beating hearts at these times. Keep it up..

Yoko: "I am one of the enforcers.. of a certain Yakuza clan on the rise. Does Takaguchi ring a bell?"

Yakuza's are a really man powered group. You don't see women in it except for just the pleasures of the men. It's natural i act thusly:

Hayato: "You?! An enforcer?! A woman, as an enforcer in Yakuza family?!"

Yoko: "I am not bluffing!"

Hayato: "And so am I! I can't grasp these facts into my mind."

Yoko: "Look, just trust me okay?!"

Hayato: "Yeah.. (sheesh..)"

Yoko: "I was in a battle with some rival gang and none of us made it out but me.. think you can get me out of this mess?"

Hayato: "What mess?"

Yoko: "You don't really know about honor amongst the Yakuza?"

Hayato: "Why should I?"

Yoko: "It's like samurai warriors, Moto-san!"

Hayato: "Ahh.. samurai warriors..."

For a guy living in Nippon for life.. i'll admit.. i don't really like culture. Heh.. heh..

Hayato: "*whispers* So.. what's a samurai again?"

Yoko: "For crying out loud! Why do you call yourself a ninja then?"

Hayato: "....."

Yoko: "Ugh.. I'll have to summarize slowly.. since i'm injured, I'm afraid they treat that as betrayal when not proven, and they'll hunt for me. I want you to take my place. You've got skill with a katana, am i right?"

Hayato: "Yeeeaaahhh?"

Not really, but it's getting there..

Yoko: "Just fill in for me for a few days."

Hayato: "You sure he won't.. notice? You're a rather.."

Don't ask, but part of me had a much more detailed look at her injuries. Didn't know the magnitude of how bad it is, while it didn't kill. No, this is me not being a pervert. It helps to be perspective around you.

Hayato: "Well shaped female.."

Yoko: "Don't worry. You'll fit in fine. Just tell the Oyabun the truth."

And you'd ask that i did tell the truth? Truth is not something to make up, and then, i got in. Despite that, the initiation was nowhere fine, and I'd rather not talk about it.

But, nevetheless, I am in. With blade in hand, tattoo underneath, and suit worn. I blindlessly follow the Oyabun for his desires: to be the best. At the time, i had no idea what it means to represent, or even it's significance. Who knew its those words that run through my life today.

To be an ICON. To be a man deemed SIGNIFICANT.



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YEAR 2

In the years to come, we've gotten our lives in shape, despite being criminals. During our duty in the gangs, we've toughened, grown up, and so on. For an odd couple, is it odd that she's the one that proposed me to marry?

The latter party (A.K.A me) refused, but it didn't let her down easy. Unlike many refusals, she still holds my hand and we do.. couple things.

Just about a year later, when my age reached 19, a new passion came to my dear Yoko: getting me off the couch.

I'm not going to ask her how does it, but.. karting? She told me she got interested watching a certain living legend rip up the racing world, and wondered how they got there. I never got a clue who this person is she kept on mentioning.

She went to go far to buy a Red Bull branded Go-Kart. It's hard to get money for a nice car, and this is what we spend on?

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I'm the one consistently objecting about all of this, until she pushed me on the bucket.

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A guy like me can say i don't like it, but i can. I don't like it, I LOVE IT!

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At first, the many basics are always messed around, but after a few laps, you can say I'm a certified professional at these. I learned the very basics of racing from here.

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It didn't stay at newbie level forever, as i went on, pushing my limits at the district go karting exhibitions.

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And then push them harder when my name qualifies for an all Nippon tournament.

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And after six months: International. These reflexes from my youth actually paid off! Nice! Very nice!

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Yoko-chan didn't have any intent to go pro, but it's easy to say that she was happy that she put me into this. If it weren't for her, i might not be as famous (and handsome, don't forget) as the great Moto-san is today.

While in the light of minor fame, I didn't know of being monitored of my performance.



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Mixing life from slashing up losers who can't stand up to me..

And taking over the small scale racing world..

But what happens is to be expected, just not to me.



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YEAR 3

Out in the windy nights of Tokyo Bay, I had a walk by the sea breeze blowing away the people going around.

And, since you two are so lucky, I'll tell you that.. well.. I was walking on a thin guard rail, in the dark, with no-one around. One side asphalt, the other.. big blue.


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The dark obstacles around the bay provided me with a brand new way to flex my reflexes. I do these often in my free time for all these years, but not only at the guard rails. I moved on to jumping, and athletics. A perk on being a loner.

As far as my memory serves me, even Yoko-chan had no idea her boyfriend does these shenanigans. That is.. until that day..


*HONK*

Someone had the nerve to find me!

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The lights blind me like a vampire about to die. It didn't take long for me to see that it was Yoko-chan, in a nice Fairlady Z. More well known as a 370Z around the world.

Hahah. She's really excited by the way she's giving me attention. Jumping down, her pointing had me come close to the passenger seat.


Hayato: "What's this?! The dog show's champion?"

Yoko: "Just come on in!"

Jumped in to a comfortable seat. Nice, nice.. Then we brought it out on to the field. I have to see how far she's dedicated to the vehicle world when she sent me go-karting.

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The night is quiet, and gladly, since the Yakuza don't pay us that much, she must've been busy. Answers? You think like me, sometimes.

Hayato: "What's gotten you to the wonderful world of street racing?"

Yoko: "Like you, Moto-san, i found my own opportunity."

Hayato: "Sure, you keep hiding all these from me until you decide to go all out on it."

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This is the way for me to talk often. Sure, it will hurt you every time you see me, but to Yoko-chan? She's got a heart of steel after the years living with me.

Yoko: "Ehh.. i guess not everyone in Nippon are great supporters."

Hayato: "Hey.. i didn't say i didn't like it? What are the odds that when you introduce me Karting, that you would go very far and start racing real cars."

Yoko: "I thought Karting was real racing."

Hayato: "If i was going to be a Formula Nippon racer, then yeah."

Yoko: "You'd do pretty good at it if you get the opportunity. I can't take the pressure, unlike you."

Hayato: "Hahh... yeah.. (To be an Formula racer? Nonsensical bulls:censored:.) Now.. about the car.."

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Yoko: "This? It's used, and cheap. Only 3 million yen, and all the parts are on. Came from an illegal street racer that's been caught racing. The police aren't interested in it since it's too minor."

Hayato: "For a minority, the street racing scene's been quite large. Of all people, YOU would be one to do something?"

Yoko: "A girl has to make a living, Moto-san."

Hayato: "Like i said, I never thought you'd be the one."

Yoko: "Well, you have your Kart racing, i'd go another route. One that I think i'd do better anyways."

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Hayato: "I never knew the Oyabun would approve."

Yoko: "Oyabun Heishiro agrees that as long as we don't break the code, or shatter his honor, we'll be fine. Besides... he's okay with us doing this since he's a former street racer."

Hayato: "(An Oyabun doing street racing?) Must've been a rather poor one seeing what he's become."

Yoko: "He's not a real kicker in the streets, but from what I've heard, his son's trying to ensure his father's going to be the one that shaped the street racing scene around here. Just a year later and maybe we'll see something."

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Hayato: "Hahah."

Yoko getting into street racing? Yeah. She's pretty good with not getting caught, but she's not a winner, most of the time.

But it did tell me to move on. No more staying in second place..

When you can go for gold.



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YEAR 4


While Yoko-chan's has her own career aside from us being enforcers, I've focused on track racing recently.

Long distance is out of the question, due to my Yakuza duties. But, that doesn't mean the champ hasn't gotten ahead of miniscule Kart racing.


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I joined a small national track racing series, and for the racing, a special KTM X-Bow from my sponsor was provided.


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When i mean it's special, it means you don't see X-Bows in this blue color.

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And, let's say the driver was excited that day. About to meet this man that handles the sponsors. Heard he's a big player in worldwide racing.

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With the signals, it's time to head back in.

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An old man approached me after i exit the car.

???: "Very nice, Moto-san. Very nice."

Hayato: "Arigato.."

Suspicious? Yeah. He sounds pretty young to me..

Hayato: "What's a nosy Brit like you doing here anyways?"

He wasn't moved one inch. He just inspected my fluency in the world's accepted language.

???: "English? And fluent?"

Hayato: "Graduated from an international school."

???: "I see. It's no surprise that you, Ito Yamato."

Wait.. I was still going with Yamato Ito, right? Don't worry. Details are coming.

Hayato: "Really, you have to call me Moto-san, or I'll be irked."

???: "Okay then.. Moto-san.. or should i say.."

Both: "Matsumoto Hayato."

Hayato: "Kneeww it."

Sucker punched.

???: "....."

Hayato: "If you really know me, then you'd have to tell me what you want from me."

???: "I only see you as a racer, nothing out of the ordinary."

Hayato: "You do? That's nice. But you're obviously giving yourself away."

???: "Alright."

Hayato: "How about we talk so nobody else can hear this."

???: "Fine."

We head away to a private location. This man's been stalking me, even to know a name that hasn't been said out loud outside from Yoko-chan. And, no, even i don't want to let this man go.

???: "Before you decide to make my arm slices for sushi, how about i go and.. make acquainances, hmm?"

Hayato: "You Brits are such rotten poshes. But the only people i can't take are the French."

This man's personality reeks that of a gentleman. I... I don't like it, but he seems okay.

???: "Call me... Nash. Or Nash Kirkham, if you're into saying full names."

Hayato: "Nash, huh? I don't know anyone with a similar name aside from a legendary racer Nash?"

Even though he's some big name, excited i was not, because, say.. having an idol isn't what i had in mind in life. The only person I look up to, is... not a big surprise.. myself.

Nash: "I'm hoping i don't have to repeat what i just said."

Hayato: "No! No.. it's okay. Now.. what is it that you want from me?"

He's one you don't want to meet personally. He's like a real foe: one that would make your every move seem futile, because he has 20 more counter measures, not counting the ones you might not expect.

To trust him? Yeah.. not that i.. like or idolize a racer of this magnitude..


Nash: "I was thinking.. when i looked at you.. (Still young.. and rather.. proper..)"

Hayato: "Huh? What is it you see? Hot personality? I'm not destined for the big leagues."

Nash: "Is that so? You know.. from where you left Red Bull Karting, you have the potential of the top racers. Karting isn't just just petty games, Moto-san."

Nash then explained to me the many ins and outs of racing psychology, and why Karting is such a big deal. Have to move on.. Or it'll be impossible to shut this guy up. Killing is so out of the question, but it was an option.

As he went on, and on, and on.. it's strange. Didn't feel that small speck of boredom.

This man's a natural at being the mentor. How is it so, i have no idea...

Every word he said, all absorbed by my mind, and if i ever told you what he said, it'd take much longer.

You can say.. after all that ruckus, i was steaming up a whole pile of vegetables! But then, one thing for sure..

I went out, knowing a destiny involved me and racing is sure to come.

Nash would then leave Japan, but he would be a person embedded in my mindset.



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While me and Yoko-chan lived together for long time now, she often goes for these cross country trips either for her own volition, or under Oyabun Heishiro's calling. While we see each other a lot in between clan wars and at home, i never really worried about her. Affection wise, it's not even that much.

Especially the days i decided to lay back and watch the news. Whenever she's not home, i always do my own thing with the family katana.

Odd? Well, it's the only thing i thought of my parents, along with my clan that's been massacred. I've no progress on finding out who did it all, or why they want just some random katana?

Always pretty secure, i kind of.. had a knack on unsheathing it, and even playing around like a kid and their cartoons. But, this particular night alone had me think...


Hayato: "Ugh.. What part of me is this even supposed to represent?"

It's time i looked at its smaller details. It had such an interesting pattern. Adorned in a nice silver finish, and with a nice black wrap around it's tsuka. It had a gemmed ornament in the end. A horimono of my clan emblem. You can see it behind me that it appeared to change, or is it a different sword altogether?

Hold your panties, everyone.. I'll confirm that the katana's not the exact same.. I'll tell you why.



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YEAR 5

To back up my curiosity of the sword, i head to an expert swordsmaster that happens to be living in the middle of Tokyo. Forging some quality blades for the Takaguchi clan, he's a man to trust, and I immediately head in.

Hayato: "Konnichiwa.."

Swordsmaster: "Ah! Come in! Welcome!"

I guess being an enforcer helped with the persuasiveness of this old man. But, i did mention that with a message, along with the sword. He was expecting me.

Taking the blade from me, it hurt me to see it go into the man's hands. I had to hold back.. yeah..

After what i assume is a long and deep analysis, the man exits his private quarters.


Hayato: "Took your time, huh? How's about some results?"

He was rubbing his head with concern, or interest, i don't know.

Swordsmaster: "Moto-san.. i can confirm this is no ordinary blade. Do tell me where you get it? It... interests me."

In my shoes, you'd expect me to keep it hidden, hmm? That's what i tried to do. It was creepy.

Hayato: "Give it to me.. now."

Swordsmaster: "...."

Hayato: "I'm not fooling around."

Swordsmaster: ".. but before i do.. may i tell you about what i can tell?"

He had a look that obliged to my interests, but i was ready not to turn soft.

Hayato: "Lay it on to me."

Swordsmaster: "Alright.."

Now we're cooking!

Swordsmaster: "This is a 17th century blade.. I wonder how is it here today, unscathed, hmm? The only way it is as such is if it hasn't been touched for about.. centuries. My curiosity strikes hard."

Hayato: "Ever heard of a family mausoleum? There you go.. but think you can keep it between us?"

Swordsmaster: "I see. Respect for the dead and all. I may be daft, but i've been following legends, and this one is of a sword no other."

Legends?! That's pansy crap!

Hayato: "Oh sure.. it's like Orochi itself was slain by this sword. Yeah... you know how much i have faith in these legends.."

Swordsmaster: "But hear me out on this one, Moto-san."

Hayato: "*sigh*"

Swordsmaster: "I haven't made a pattern analysis of this blade yet.. but if I'm not mistaken, this could be the cursed sword everyone's talking about."

Everyone? I haven't heard of it. But at least he's struck my curiosity. Curses.. peh.

Hayato: "Do tell."

Upon making a second analysis around with my katana, he starts telling me about a fairy tale.

Swordsmaster: "Legend speaks of a fledgling apprentice trying to make a sword after his many teachings from a master. While there is none but blunders and waste of steel, there is one he's claimed to be his last piece of work, and this one's hoping that he's redeemed his failures."

Hayato: "And then something happened?"

Swordsmaster: "Yes.. when he showed it to his master, it was a perfectly fine blade. Finally done something right. As he went to celebrate.. he was assassinated. The sword ended up in the hands of his killer, but.."

Hayato: "But?"

Swordsmaster: "As an investigation was made, the killer went on a rampage, and then was found dead, with the sword on his hands. It was taken away by a guard by order of his superior, but then.. massacre. It releases a bloodlust not known from any man."

Hayato: "So.. it's a curse that weighs in with guilt?"

Swordsmaster: "Killers at the time don't guilt on their habits."

Hayato: "What's my sword supposed to mean with this story?"

Swordsmaster: "The detail of this blade matches that of the story itself. It was sealed away, right?"

It took me back, to when i found this katana.. it was adorned with a message. Something about our clan and victory. What victory is it?

Genocide?

Getting that to my own world, i had to leave the place.


Hayato: "Hmm.. and how much do i owe you?"

Swordsmaster: "50,000 yen."

The katana never got out of my head. It became part of me.

To hold off this bloodlust? A cursed sword? I scoffed at it initially...

But boy, did it not go so well..



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YEAR 6

You can tell after these dull years of living.. no doubt we have to move on. My racing career is moving along nicely. I travel across the earth often, but so does Yoko-chan, and her.. whatever she does.

Admitting years of living together since we first met, I'll admit, love is in the sky.


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And yes, for the performance i had racing world wide.. managed to get ownership of the X-Bow. Don't believe me? The keys are at home; proof that I still have it today.

Hayato: "Six years.. how's it been, Yoko-chan?"

Yoko: "Hmm?"

On a bench, she cuddled on to me. Just looking at her makes me know what's about to come.

Hayato: "I never realized time travels fast.."

Yoko: "Yes.. How has Oyabun Heishiro treated you so far?"

Hayato: "Harsh, but fair. It's that life we've gotten into.."

Yoko: "~Indeed."

The only things we saw were our cars. I have a racing career, and I'm living with some mediocre street racer, last i checked.

Hayato: "Have you ever thought that you could do better than what you are doing now?"

Yoko: "You mean.. something like moving on."

Hayato: "Yeah.. I look at myself.."

Hehehe.. I'm a guy that could go on explaining what i can get by looking at myself. She got tired of it quick, as should you all.

Yoko: "Hahah. No.. Stop mentioning yourself again, Moto-san."

Hayato: "Hahah."

Then.. she brings it up again.

Yoko: "I know it's been half a decade, but... i just want to know if you're still ready?"

Hayato: "Marriage?"

Yoko: "Yeah.."

Hayato: "It's sweet of you, i know, but.."

Yoko: "Oyabun Heishiro is okay with it."

Hayato: "Really? (Even kings of the underworld have an ounce of respect, eh?)"

Yoko: "Yes! Really!"

Hayato: "So.. that's it, huh? How's about.. next 2 months?"

Yoko wasn't in a hurry, so at least she has the common sense to agree.

Yoko: "Alright.. then you're mine forever!"

Hayato: "Not if i say so, b:censored:!"

Yoko: "MINE!"

That's that. We've settled. A marriage is to be set soon. But then..

Isn't Hayato Matsumoto, the rising icon of Nippon, a single man? Yeah.. This explains about half the amount of girls chasing me each time i appear in public ill prepared.



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Then, something happened.

The Oyabun, who leads a family of Yakuza, splits with a much larger conglomerate of criminals, and has gone solo. Now, the many people i've bonded with in the Yakuza has either joined up with the Oyabun, or headed over to the villains' side of things.

In my view, i was missing in action when this happened, all focused on my racing career with my X-Bow.

Yoko-chan is nowhere to be seen within the chaos. She never came home? But why? I don't understand? I'm A-okay home.

Well, it was me saying I thought I was. She did leave a small message not to worry, and that takes care of my feelings for her. She's tough.

About a week later from that news, a certain rising racer takes his keys to his home and unlocks the doors.

And after I unlocked the doors, alone time it is! As i grow comfortable in home, immediately I leaped onto the couch, only to be immediately ambushed. How? There were people through the front door. Great.. don't really know who they are, but they have the look of organized criminals.


Hayato: "Hey... what's the ruckus?"

An important rule, don't alert yourself in front of people you don't want to know. This man immediately turns around and puts a katana by my neck.

From then, you can say i got better at doing it myself, in both sides.

Henchman: "You are Moto-san, correct?"

Hayato: "You should ask if you have permission to go house hunting."

Henchman: "We should've, but we're on a mission of utmost importance. We're looking for this."

This guy showed me a picture of a katana.

Hayato: "Say.. i recognize this.. But.. it's not like i don't remember."

Henchman: "Well.. we've heard you're in possession of this katana."

Deciding to hold my wit, i tested him.

Hayato: "Say.. you should've asked nicely, but.. I'm not convinced. Why is it that you want this thing? You can always get a nice new one from the many smiths around."

Henchman: "Well.. we were told something about this being valued at an all time high on the black market. A sword that symbolizes dominance. It has something to do with a tale of an apprentice trying to impress his master.."

Holy s:censored:!

Henchman: "We've scattered around the house for this blade, and you're going to help us. It's that or you will be the next feed to the wolves."

Hayato: "Alright.. alright.. Come over.."

With threat on my soul, I had to do it, and showed them up to my room.

Opening the lights, I pointed ahead and the katana in question is hung on the wall, across another one i use often for Yakuza things.


Henchman: "There it is. Grab it, and leave no witnesses."

Song: Kung Fu Funk - CTRL Z Vs Screwface

No witnesses? You won't live saying that.

Since i got better at these, i immediately head for the regular katana, and immediately sliced up this guy's neck. He did try to retaliate, but..

Blood all over the wall. Nice and dirty. By chance, these men had their guns on me.


Henchman 2: "Freeze!"

Hayato: "No thanks!"

Got close to him as he prepped a shot. Like lightning's speed, i lopped off his arm, thus he 'missed' his shot.

*SLICE*

No mercy. To explain what happened is barred with me not explaining the amounts of cleaning that have to be done.

Hayato: "How many of you are there!?"

Heading out, i see.. about 3 men with guns. Opening fire at me.

My days as a criminal paid off as i grabbed the unfortunate man's gun and started firing back. The leader was unharmed, but i did nick off the others behind.

Shoot and hide. Shoot and hide.

But, only had a mag. Tossing the gun away, i needed something to make sure they don't surround me. The room i lived in had a lot of ornamental ninjitsu objects hung around the wall.


Henchman 3: "Got you!"

*Whoosh*

*SWISH*

Henchman 3: "UHWAAAAH!"

What a feeling to hold specially carved steel on your hands.. especially when I barely had any time to play with shurikens. All in all, that was fun! Got him in the ear.

Hayato: "Hey.. if you tell me what's what.. I'll spare you~."

Henchman 3: ".... Errrgghh... I WILL NEVER TAINT MY HONOR."
He takes out a katana, and i began to leap at him with blade in front.

Many attacks blocked and parried, it's going to be a while before i finish him.

But..

Years of training proves of my superior ability in katana duel. Only problem: those years made sure that my katana broke at this time!

What luck!


Hayato: "Well.. that's nice.."

Henchman 3: "Hahahaha! Now you die!"

In desperation, I had to do it. My beautiful family katana..

Rushed for it.. he was closer, but..

*SWISH*

Henchman 3: "Ugh..."

Hayato: "...."

Six men came in.. the lone one came out victorious. But not without a minor scar on my cheek.

But then, i felt something. Must be that curse that everyone's talking about. It's a nasty curse, since i feel.. crazy.. i felt that i have to sate that bloodlust. But i can't risk it!


Hayato: "More blood.."

God.. never intended to use it as a weapon before. It was a new feeling, and i didn't like it, because i don't want to do it's bidding. But, to be addicting?

To control it? Maybe something to think about.. These events led to the start of me holding on to my unnamed katana from here on out, seeing how much someone wants it so badly.



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In the same year, i participated in a nationwide racing league, it ended at Motegi with me winning. This is carried along with my dominating performance these past races.

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After the podium party and the formal bulls:censored:, i prepared to leave, only to see a familiar face. Feeling suspicious, it's the curiosity that had me approach them in silence.


Hayato: "What's this?"

Behind an obstacle or two, i overheard something..

Nash: "The boy lost his parents, and i have nowhere else for him to turn to but here. This is the best of what i can do now."

The other man by Nash would then think carefully, but on what?

???: "Very well. But remember.. this act of yours have brought more burden upon your shoulders.."

Nash: "I don't forget petty debts, you know that.. Shinzo."

Shinzo? If it's a racing influence named that, he must mean Shinzo Nishimura, a prominent street racer back in my youth days.

As i prepared to 'attack'..

Nash: "Yes, Moto-san, come on out.."

Dammit! Just who is this Nash?

Hayato: "Okay.. you caught me. Bravo, bravo.. *slow claps*"

Nash: "Here he is.."

Nash didn't give me time to prepare, so i had to do some impressions myself.

Hayato: "In the flesh!"

Shinzo: "Hmmm..."

Shinzo's not a bad guy, but me and him.. we don't see eye to eye at all times.

Hayato: "What? Too young and stupid? I.. completely understand."

Shinzo: "No. Youth is always a fine thing."

Nash: "Well, Moto-san. Me and Shinzo here has conversed on your racing skills on the rise. You're getting well known, and may i be the first to officially applaud that."

Hayato: "Well.. good to know, i guess."

Nash: "And now.. i bid thee farewell. Sa-yow-nae-ray."

We stood and watch Nash leave as we were concerned at him just looking at romanized kanji for his translations..

Hayato: "So.. what'll it be, Shinzo-sama? I never wanted anyone to teach me, but to help?"

Shinzo: "Any.. help would do, is it?"


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Like a master and an apprentice.

Shinzo, for his first go as a teacher, was exceptional, even if i was a first student.

The level of respect i had for him fluctuates wildly, but i got to know his family well.

There was an elderly
Nami Nishimura. She has the personality of a retired, caring, kind old lady. But my focus was on Shinzo.

Shinzo told me lots aside from the many techniques of racing. There's how he's related to my Yakuza issue. Being a guy that has connections with the Takaguchi clan, and Hagetaka Finance.. yikes! I haven't gotten any clue what else he's got.

He had a kid. A young girl. He said she was unstable, but top notch. Nobody's perfect in everything i guess. Even i think i can be somewhat a little bit off the loop. Who, today, wears a ninja outfit as an everyday thing to go with?

Even after hearing a lot about this.. girl, I never met her in their home in the woods of Tochigi prefecture, and thus, i never got to know the family's secret weapon.



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So, what's happened so far, in case we've lost track. I know.. very simple.

Year 1. New home with Yoko in Tokyo's bayside. Found out she's a Yakuza, and joined in.

Year 2. My start in Go-Karting: simple to join and hop in, difficult to master. Got deeper in the Yakuza as well.

Year 3. Yoko's started street racing. Really nothing too breathtaking around here.

Year 4. I met with racing legend Nash, and got interest in the katana i've held dear for very long..

Year 5. Found out my katana's a 'haunted sword', only existing to fuel the bloodlust of a killer.

Year 6. Yoko's engagement to me, and our wedding, while postponed with her missing. Oyabun Heishiro goes rogue. Met Shinzo Nishimura, who would be my teacher in the racing art i've gotten better at.



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YEAR 7

Surprise! Moved out of the house, but only 2 miles away. That's home improvement. That home invasion had me take some measures needed.

And i had quiet time, with no more racing season to head into, and hardly any more jobs from the Yakuza. Guess they thought i was dead, huh? Nah..

They were wrong. Shinzo's also done with my training for then, and I'm left to do what a ninja wants.

At the time, it was nothing.

Supplied with cash that'll last me for a while, relaxing time is here at last..

Or so i thought. One fateful day, someone rang on the door.


Hayato: "And i thought they'd leave me the f:censored: alone.."

*OPEN*

Hayato: "Huh?"

A young, burgundy haired woman? From how she dresses up, it appears that she's about my age. And also.. what's up with the bandage on the head. Must've been some sort of engineering work accident..

???: "Erh.... Ohaiyou gozaimasu!"

Hayato: "O...ohaiyou? (What the hell?)"

Another guy came over. Big man. And.. rather a dark skinned one.

???: "Hey, boy.. i hope you understand English."

Hayato: "Yeah.. you don't get that a lot around here, eh, big?"

???: "No. It's hard, especially when the girl's so odd in front of strangers.."

Hayato: "So.. what's a big..

What took my eyes was his posture. His stance. His clothing. It screams.. there's this one phrase they keep on saying.. ah:

MURICA! 🤬 YEAH!

Hayato: "...marine.."

???: "Oh.. the little dear wants to be here."

Okay.. what? To figure out why, i entered a realm and did a small moment of detective work. The only person that knows I'm here is Shinzo. So...

Hayato: "Say.. isn't it odd that you want me, and only one person I'm here."

I'll admit. Even today, I still live around there, and it's good that the paparazzi never notice my NSX in and out every day. The neighbors are real nice customers, but you know who's nicer.

???: "Oh... Otousan told me you're dependable."

Hayato: "Otousan? You mean.."

Daddy? So.. she means..

Hayato: "Shinzo-sama?"

???: "Yeah."

Hayato: "So.. (I heard he's got a kid..), you're his kid?"

???: "...."

Hayato: "*sigh* Alright.. you know. You're like a 10 year old. I'll go get your father.."

???: "NO!"

Hayato: "No?!"

???: "Pardon the lady here.. How's about we introduce ourselves first."

Sure.. go. Jump on me when i'm defenseless. Perfect tactics.

???: "Sergeant Major Sykes. Jared Sykes. Little Rin here has the tendency to give out names like that."

Little Rin?! So.. that's Rin Nishimura? I heard she's the one woman racer the world has to watch out for, as per Shinzo's words.

Well, she's yet to surpass me.

Hayato: "Well.. okay, Red-san. I don't need an introduction from you, Rin-chan."

Rin: "(Chan?!) Just.. so you know! I'm older than you."

And how'd you know? Freaking Shinzo!

Hayato: "Oh, I'm sorry. Not taking disrespect very well, huh? Suck it up."

Rin: "....."

To ensure things fo smooth, a guy like me has to know why this is all happening.

Rin was running and hiding. She didn't convey by who, or why. She only had one place to go. Me. Why not her parents? Maybe it'll make it much easier for them to find her? Makes sense.

Well, I'm sure her father's told her a lot about me. Well, i think he means.. if you're being chased by women all around.. yeah.

Moving on, Red-san here sent her as an order from Nash. Speaking of Nash..


Hayato: "He's dead?!"

Jared: "Mm afraid so, mate."

Hayato: "Whoa.. man.."

The man that led me down the path of speed... dead? I've never felt that feeling of sorrow ever since the purgatory of my clan. Tore up a bit..

But emotions are to be put aside for Rin-chan. Every now and then, she would weep, and i had to be her babysitter. Does that smell like awkward? Tell me about it.


Rin: "I heard Otousan trusts you, even if you're Yakuza."

Hayato: "Yeah, there's a lot he must've said about Moto-san, correct."

Rin: "Mmhmm.."

*Beeping sounds*

Jared: "Ahh! I'm on duty."

This big man left his chair and head out.

Jared: "Hayato! Take care of our angel... not for me.. but for.."

Hayato: "*plays with hands* Yak yak yak. Don't worry too much."

Jared: "Alright! Cheers. Nice meeting you."

He left. I never saw him again. And i was left with baggage. Nice, hot baggage.

Hayato: "Alright.. as much as i don't like company, i have a spare room. You can use that.. and.. anything else?"

Rin: ".... Can i not be in a relationship?"

WHAT?! Talk about a few screws loose. She's odd..

Hayato: "Sure... I'm engaged. And.. from your dad, i heard you're married to this American."

Rin: "Mmhmm.."

Hayato: "Care to share?"

It was then i got to know Rin Nishimura. A reason why Jacob Ross himself head to Japan. I also got to know her other interests. An extreme skater? Love of tempura?

It was like a relationship i never can have, especially when i think Yoko-chan's already long gone.



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Time moved on, and so does who we are, and what we do.

Rin took on an alias as Kate-Lynne Yamada. Interesting name, but... it's a little drab. She serves as a waitress on a popular restaurant nearby where we live. Great food, and action.

And... since i was out of a job, i head back to the Yakuza for more work. To be safe, i brought my cursed sword along, while hiding it's features just in case someone got too curious..

I got brutal.. and victims didn't deserve seeing who i was. How many names have i adopted over the times..



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YEAR 8

While looking out far and wide, i conversed with Oyabun Heishiro about Yoko-chan. It's about time too, since i never got a proper chance to do so with him until now.

He apparently enjoys tea, and with that, he's invited me for a private session.


Heishiro: "You have performed admirably, Moto-san. As much as i am happy to call you a brother, i want to really know you more."

Hayato: "More?"

Heishiro: "Well.. you're an odd one. No family. No relatives. Just coming up and volunteering. That's real people work. If you want to sit by the side and do nothing, then they die doing so."

He's scary. My words are nothing but faulty infront of him. Oh how i wish i could get that back.

Hayato: "I understand what you're trying to convey here."

Heishiro: "Hahahaha! Power is everything, but you need the initiation to get what you deserve. You.. you put your life for my empire to grow, and even put your life for your little racing thing."

Hayato: "I've heard you were a racer too?"

Heishiro: "Correct. You've been under the wing of Shinzo-san for.. about 2 years now?"

2 years of him? Painful, but informative..

Hayato: "You must've been rivals with Shinzo. That man babbles too much sometimes."

Heishiro: "Correct again."

Hayato: "How long have you been with Shinzo?"

Heishiro: "Unlike you, I've been with Shinzo since my youth, and he's not a different man today. We lived happy, but flawed lives. If only we got what we can without any resistance."

Hayato: "Then life would be too easy, no?"

Heishiro: "That is true, but i've been under too much stress since my announcement."

Hayato: "Hey. Anything you want cleared up, i can do."

Heishiro: "Hmm.."

Hayato: "Something on your mind?"

Heishiro: "Yes. You will be the first to know when it comes to me. But.. i do remember you wanting to ask me something."

Hayato: "Oh, yes! I am in desperate search for a certain enforcer.. who's a woman."

Heishiro: "Yoko Chiba-san, perhaps? As much as i hate losing such potential.. we haven't gotten into contact with her.. She's a cousins' niece."

So that's how she's an enforcer? Tough luck indeed.

Hayato: "Ohh? That's interesting.."

Heishiro: "With that in mind, we're on full alert. Some might say she's defected, but i hope not to see such treachery."

Betrayal? Yeah.. as i feared. But i haven't gave up yet.

Heishiro: "By the way.."

Hayato: "Yes?!"

Heishiro: "There has been uprising cases of a very valauble antique of renown. A blade on the loose. A family sword.. belonging to the Matsumoto clan of Shizuoka."
Ahh.. that's not good. I'm still known as Yamato Ito, or Moto-san, for all i know. It's not like Nash tells anyone who i really am.

Hayato: "That sword? I only know about how it fuels the bloodlust of the wielder."

Heishiro: "Strange legends.."

Hayato: "Indeed."

Heishiro: "If you happen to know more, do let me know. I personally want to be the one to own a blade worth billions of Yen."

Hayato: "Huh.."

Billions of Yen? I wonder.. what do i do now?

But to finish this meeting off, Heishiro would then take me in as his personal driving trainer. For what reason? I don't know..



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YEAR 9

The big one.

Many things happened this time around.

You all ready for this? Alright!



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It began with me hearing of someone's death. Shinzo Nishimura.

God.. first.. Nash, now him?

It was tough on me as it was on Rin. The news was all over it. A deluge of tears all over us when we first heard such has happened.

The only thing i could tell you.. was.. I can't.. I just..

It'd make more sense when IT happens. You can wait.. right?



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Glad you could.

Song: Metallica - The Unforgiven.

Heishiro, now losing his mind over the death of his son in an 'accident', has ordered mobilization of all his forces.

Me? Since i'm going deeper in involvment, I got closer to Heishiro, and led his personal force of bodyguards. He then sent me to do something.

Assassination. But who?

He said something in the line of.. Shinzo's sweetheart. Nami?

That's got to hurt me. But i had to obey..


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So.. here i was, in Tochigi.

From the garden, to the tea drinking room, to the patio.

Memories of the old man. I know.. i couldn't kill. But a certain katana.. wants me to..

After seeking out, i see my target, alone in the shrine.


Nami: "...."

Hayato: "...."

I approached Nami: a widow, who's now alone.

I pity her, but a job's a job.. She didn't even turn around. She bravely accepts her fate.


Nami: "Do it."

Hayato: "...."

Nami: "I don't care what happens now. I just pray that Rin is safe.."

Hayato: "Then.. so be it."

I brought out the blade. Slowly, as i try to resist doing so.

My morals have been overtaken by the bloodlust, and my duty..

I prepare to strike, until..


???: "Enough.. Moto-san."

Hayato: "Huh?"

I turned to see.. a man with a mask? And.. is that a racing suit?

Nami: "Who are you?"

Hayato: "Errgghh.."

???: "Calm down, Moto-san. I implore you."

English?

???: "Let me tell you.. i am N.Z."

The legendary racer? There's a whole coincidence running behind this, you know it.

Hayato: "Lies!"

N.Z.: "It would be.. but.."

He takes off the mask... Was it surprising?

Yes.

Nash: "Do you remember me?"

Hayato: "Nash.."

Nash: "Yes.. now.. let her go. I want to ask you.."

Don't judge me, but.. What happened was strange.

I approached him, dropping my sword, and made an emotional return in the form of kneeling and weeping..


Hayato: "Nash.."

Nash: "Shinzo will be avenged.. i promise you. For your sake.. for Rin's sake. For everyone."

Nami: "Nash-san.."


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With that, a plan was put in motion.

He's a great planner that Nash. Dictated his death to ensure something bigger won't get in his way. Smart..

Anyhow, remember Rin? She's on a hiding mission against.. whatever.. Her husband's come to find her all the way from the west.

How sweet.. It's like a ripe apple: delicious. Er hem.. what was i saying?

Using my Yakuza influence, i managed to hop into helping Oyabun Heishiro getting to where he should be. This is where the beginning of my story is supposed to be.

A rainy race in Suzuka.


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Song: Ozzy Osbourne - Life Won't Wait.
Song plays for all scenes in Suzuka rain.

Me and my boys were lined up, waiting for the race to end. At the time, they didn't bother on what's happening. Another car left the pit lane by the time we got into position.

Then..


Hayato: "Alright.. so.. the Oyabun wants us to finish off Ross, regardless of what happens, huh?"

Henchman 1: "Yeah.. what's wrong?"

Let's begin the festivities.

Hayato: "Well.. i've been getting some bad news about the Oyabun. Since i talked to him.. personally and all.."

Henchman 1: "What is it that you want, huh? We can't betray the Oyabun easily.."

Hayato: "I understand, but.. he's told me to.. i shouldn't say. It was between us. "

Using curiosity, it got into his head, and i got him under my control.

Henchman 1: "What?! Come on!"

Hayato: "I don't know.. you should bring all the boys here.. makes it much easier.."

Calling over the boys, they come to see their leader admit something.

Hayato: "Alright.. alright.. now, after this race, Oyabun Heishiro expects us to finish off that big American guy?"

Henchman 2: "That's what he said."

Henchman 3: "Yeah."

Henchman 4: "If we're not wrong.."

Hayato: "*sigh* He then expects all of us to do the seppuku after that. All of us."

Henchman 2: "What?!"

Henchman 1: "Really?!"

Hayato: "Yes! Now.. i want to send a message to the Oyabun himself. When i get the order.. darnit! Give me just one.."

I had these things listed down from Nash's plans. He managed to trick an Interpol agent to come over and fetch a loaded Alfa Romeo. What these mean, i don't know, but my role?

Hayato: "Ahh! We do as he orders, and we're going to expect a flash to happen."

Henchman 3: "What flash?"

Hayato: "Doesn't say.. Anyways, all we do is follow the Oyabun's orders, and when this.. flash comes in, we do what another man says. Then, we'll be set free."

The henchmen took their time, but after moments of negotiation...

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They took charge of their own honor, and broke their pact they had with the Yakuza. This is also what i did.

Put away the boys toys.. and grow up. This is the first step to be one of significance.



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Jacob Ross has won, by a large margin. And to think.. our Oyabun's a racer on this very track..

We readied up on the pit lane. As the two cars parked..


Jacob: "What's the matter with you? Is winning for your son the only thing that mattered to you?"

Gee, i love that accent. What? Don't blame me when i watch a lot of American car movies.

Jacob: "That boy.. buried himself in his own grave trying to kill me! It's too bad.. i have friends from above, protecting me."

We watched, and slowly lose faith at our Oyabun.

Heishiro: "SHUT UP! I began a new age. I raised the best son i had. Both are taken from me forcibly, and it's all thanks to you! YOU!"

All thanks to him? Hah..

The Oyabun makes a whistle, and then..

We come out to play.


Jacob: "We had a deal!"

Pointing my sword to his neck, it felt like.. not so tough now, are you?

Heishiro: "Deal's off, punk. You're lucky until now."
But i thought hard about the 'flash' Nash thought of.

Then..


Jacob: "Well, it's all about to go south for you!"

That moment, the whole group, including myself, had a touch of confusion, until i heard the clanking metal..

Hayato: "(Is that a?) FLASHBANG!"

*BANG*

DAMMIT NASH!

When we came to, we saw the N.Z approach the Oyabun..

N.Z: "Give it up, Oyabun."

Despite us recovering, we had the weapons to kill N.Z, that is if we still were on the Oyabun's side

Heishiro: "Who are you.. to judge me like that?"

N.Z: "You will see. It's really time you give up."

A finger snap? This must be the signal. After i grabbed hold of my katana and pointed at the Oyabun, my men followed suit.

Heishiro: "What is this? This can't be!"

And it appears the enemy of the Oyabun came up to insult him further. One of them is known only as Vulture, and his sister: Agent Maiden of Interpol.

Vulture: "It's over for you, Heishiro. I have the authorities investigate Shinzo's death. Putting poison in his tea.. what a classic."

Izumi: "I can have a small squadron in 20 minutes, with a court case in a week. It's your turn for a prison, Takaguchi Heishiro!"

With all odds turned against the Oyabun, i thought hard.. Is this the revenge that Shinzo-sama deserved?

Heishiro: "No!!"

And we let him go. He's a destroyed man now. No way he can get back to us now..

Or.. well, that's what i thought. He'd hit me, and hit me hard, he did.


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After all the ruckus.. it's about time i get some time off. Rin was at work when this all happened, so it's me time featuring the Matsumoto family katana.

But Heishiro didn't forget my deception. Nor did i realize he was scoping at me for a while now. So, was it all that I've reached the pinnacle of the Yakuza was for naught, but his own use?


Song: Nero - Etude.

B:censored:d!

Enough ranting. It's time to end this tale. How is it that i felt true sorrow from my sword? And the NSX? That never came up, eh?

But back to my everyday life.


Hayato: "So.. what shall i do with you??"

Before i knew it, an uneasy sound was heard. An explosion to my door.

As i pick myself up, and the katana..


Hayato: "What sort of entrance is that?"

I see a small armada of Yakuza.

Hayato: "Huh?"

Heishiro: "So.. you had it after all, huh, Moto-san?"

Hayato: "I'm sorry.. i don't know what s:censored: are you talking about.."

The sword has been unveiled. There's no turning back now..

Heishiro: "Get that sword to me.. and we'll rebuild the empire that wasn't supposed to crumble.. Come on.. this is your last chance.."

It took me a while, but a reply is a reply..

Hayato: "Well.. you had your chance at redemption when you should've left me and my nice home alone! Now that you're here.. it's time i repay back for what you did.. to Shinzo!"

With that, he watched me as he orders the men following him to kill me. They are armed with guns, and you can say how glad i was when the home was filled with concrete walling.

As i retreated, they couldn't find me. That is, until one large closet opens with blade out.


Henchman: "Erkk.."

Hayato: "Sayonara, loser!"

Song Progress: 1:02

But while i got through my destroyed home..

Trick after trick, the men killed themselves looking for an experienced ninja of today.

Soon.. the destroyed place that i once call a home.. It was emptied of fools, and a rigorous cleaning regime is in order when i settle this.

Taking what i can from these guys, like a gun, I immediately head out to the glaring evening sky to see the Oyabun trying to make a run for it.


Hayato: "Oh no you don't.. *arms gun*"
Got him in my sights, and it's about to end, only..

*BANG*

Someone decided to shoot my gun first.

Heishiro: "Heheh.. come on out.."

Song Progress: 2:36

An assassin? Coming out of hiding, it seems that the person in between me and true revenge is..

Yoko-chan?!


Hayato: "Yoko-chan?!"

Yoko: "Go!"

Using what looks like a rifle against me, she allowed the Oyabun to flee to his car and go. What the heck is going on?

She has me down the sights.

Yoko: "Now.. Moto-san. The sword."

No! I didn't come this far to lose. But.. what distance did i dedicate myself to reaching?

Hayato: "Yoko-chan.. it appears I've been deceived from the beginning, if I'm not wrong.."

Yoko: "It was all a fashioned lie.. I'm very sorry.. Moto-san. Or, should it be.. Hayato-san."

Hayato: "..."

This is very hard for me..

Yoko: "You give me that sword, and i promise.. everything's going to be okay. Trust me!"

Despite what's going on, i won't give up the sword. It creeps up to my soul. Could it be..

The blade. It wants her.


Hayato: "Why did you lie to me? Huh? I really thought we had a life. Then you had to run away like some spooked rabbit!"

Aside from the life death situations, this is a moment to see good old Moto-san being a super serious man.

The blade i hold belongs to my family, and with their name and Shinzo's... i won't let them go. Even from her!


Yoko: "Ergh.."

Hayato: "I dreamed much on what we planned to reach. You had to work with a b:censored:d Oyabun and stab me in the back."

Yoko: "My mission was to retrieve the blade. Nothing else!"

Oh God, what the heck? and so on.. That's running in my mind at that moment.

Hayato: "Missions.. what will remind you that i love you? Was it right i denied that love all those years ago?!"

Yoko: "Don't make me! *aims gun*"

Hayato: "Shoot me. Fine.. Be that way.."


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As she aimed up to me..

My survival instincts triggered! I'm not going to fall like this!

We were at a distance, but i just ran to her, bringing out my sword. She fired shots at me..

But..

Our so called life. Our love.. a lie. a fact alone that made me very sad, and very angry.

My ancestors.. they provide the winds that guide me, and i flow through towards her tainted soul.

And with the swiftness of the wind stabbed her chest with my cursed sword..


*SHANK*

It was then i felt the pain. What pain?

Pain from the bullets to my body. Pain from my heart that i had to do it..

Couldn't take it! I couldn't... TAKE IT!



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Song Progress: 3:39

What happened? The sword's so called curse took over?

Hayato: "YOKO-CHAN!"

A glimpse of pure insanity: sad and angry, while i held the family blade hard, despite the many holes in my limbs and body that provides evidence that she wanted to kill me.

I still fought within me, on my belief in her, as i pierced her body.


Hayato: "YOKO-CHAN! IT HAD TO END LIKE THIS?!"

As blood spattered around us, i heard a scream from her.. and neighbors calling the police.

Hayato: "IT HAD TO BE LIKE THIS?! HUH?!"

Bringing back the sword out of her, I watched gravity lay her down..

But, i loved her.. and as i came close, she kept on struggling to say what was left in her life.


Yoko: "Moto-san.."

Hayato: "....."

Yoko: "I'm sorry i lied to you..."

Hayato: "....."

Yoko: "Heishiro-sama.. he had me planted.. into that orphanage to look for.. the boy with the Matsumoto name... I knew it was you.."

Hayato: "What.. would give it away?"

Yoko: "We tracked.. your parents.. and.. if it belongs to you.. so dearly.. then.. keep it.."

Hayato: "...."

My bleeding arms held on to her hand, while my tears looked like it could clean it all up.

Hayato: "Even though you deceived me.. for all these years of my life.. I won't forget you."

Our faces were like mirrors.. both of them looked at each other.. with faces of forever goodbye.

Yoko: "...."

Hayato: "....."

My mind had a lot running when this happened.. I dreamed to be an icon.. to be one deemed significant.

She put that for me..

When my racing career started.. it was her doing.

When i became an enforcer.. it was for her sake.

These facts i never would step away from believing. That she made me who i am today..


But these steps i took led to the death of someone i loved, and the start of something new. With all of this..

Yoko: "Moto-san.."

Hayato: "Yo.. Yoko-chan.."

My body gave in.. despite that betrayal.. my trust to her is full now.

She pulled my head in with all her strength, to make a final kiss..


Song: Cinderella - Don't Know What You Got (Till It's Gone)
Song plays until replaced.


And when she let go..

She let go of life..


Hayato: "Sayonara... my princess.."

And then, the wounds from her bullets came in to full effect. Falling down in pain and misery, i battled with my broken spirit..

Crying, and thinking in grief. What do i do? To join her? Or to move on? These are the arguments. What a year it's been, huh?

These decisions i thought of carried on as my body head to an ambulance that arrived not long ago.



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So.. with that... sad moment passed on.. i have to wrap this up. Nothing about the NSX? Please.. be patient.

While hospitalized, I was interrogated and to be arrested.. about what happened. Everything. The only charges i got: killing off some bad men, and.. Yoko-chan.

Witnessing Oyabun Heishiro-sama's last moments from the news, I felt satisfied upon making a well deserved sentence in jail. But as i fully recover, a few influential men, including Nash, bailed me out when they asked me to see a message of importance..

A will from Shinzo-sama. Having connections with Honda, and the Yakuza, Shinzo has been invited to own and test drive one of the very few road going concepts of Honda's legendary NSX.


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The will mentioned that I, as Hayato Matsumoto, would inherit the car along with 40% of the inheritance. Nash can blabber all he wants about me, huh?

My acquisition was not the only thing. I was offered by Shinzo's team to race for the new Super Formula season. An offer well taken.

And with that, i decided to put the blade away for good. It has caused the evil within many people, even Yoko-chan, to unfurl, and i don't want that any more! The sword is now in property of the Japanese Government, while i received a hefty sum to rebuild a life in my vision with it.

That includes the katana behind me now. A memoir, to which i name... Yoko no Ken.

And then.. my name officially regains it's status as Hayato Matsumoto: a ninja in the world of racing.


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Back in real life.

Hayato: "The.. end.. *sigh*"

Hideki: "Ayu-san.. (I.. I don't know, but..)"

As Hideki looked at his girlfriend, he sees her crying..

Ayumi: "I'm.. I'm fine, Deki-san.. It's.. just.."

Hayato: "Get over it.."

But, what made Hayato realize why he made his past life revealed to two strangers was with Ayumi.

He stood up, and brought Ayumi up.


Hayato: "Please... don't cry.. There's never enough sadness in the world."

Ayumi: "...."

Hayato: "Now.. i don't want to say i don't like you.. but.. I'm guilt ridden with this.. I'm not sure why i ever wanted to bring you two along with my rise to pure evil."

Hideki: "But.."

Hayato: "Stow it, fat face.."

Hayato tries to hide his real emotion, and pretends to mess around..

Hayato: "I'll.. I'll make sure you won't have to hear from me.. again."

Hayato enters the car, and leaves the track.

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Ayumi: "Deki-san.."

Hideki: "Hmm?"

Ayumi: "I'm.. I'm so sorry.. for him.."

Hideki: "Me.. me too.."


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Narita International Airport. 10 AM.

2 days later.


Hayato: "And then, i arrived."

While talking to himself again, Hayato, with a rucksack, moves ahead to the boarding area, where he will be officially out of Japan.

But then, he sees the unexpected.


Hayato: "You two?! (How the heck?!)"

Hideki: "Moto-san! Over here!"

Reluctantly, Hayato heads over to those two again.

Hayato: "I thought i told you to leave me alone after.. you know."

Ayumi: "We can't! We just.. we just need to tell you that you're not a bad guy, Moto-san."

The story of his life brought him back.

Hayato: ".... but i did kill her. An innocent girl."

Hideki: "Innocent?! Did you know what happened to her? She's turned for the worse."

Hayato: "Turned? I turned her into the monster she was when i denied her every demand to me. I'm sure you're no stranger to that European horror story? Slowly, Dr. Frankenstein makes his monster. I thought we're not going to bring this up anymore, especially when i know someone might be listening."

Hayato walks away to the departures, leaving the two behind.

Hideki: "Moto-san.."

Ayumi: "It's not your fault!"

Hayato: "Keep telling me that, beautiful, and who knows.. there might be a statue with your head on it."

Hideki: "What do we do now?"

Ayumi: "We have to tell him!"

Letting go, she heads out. A crowd in the way, she moves around, weaving past. Eventually, she sees his purple stroked hair, and gets closer to the ninja slash racing champion.

Ayumi: "Hey! Come back!"

Hayato: "No!"

Ayumi: "Can you turn around.. as a favor.. from me?"

Despite the poor attempt, it did prompt a stop reaction from Hayato.

Hayato: "........."

Ayumi: "I know you couldn't save her. I know you think it's all your fault. And i know you think about yourself a lot."

Hayato: "Mmhmm... where are you.. getting at?"

Ayumi: "Would you have been alive, knowing you had to kill Yoko-san.. you told us she really had the urge to kill you."

Hayato: "I guess i said too much. The sword i carry has corrupted too many, even myself."

Hayato gets back to his senses. He realized his emotions need to be pushed away further to say this:

Hayato: "I'll tell you what.. the moment i made that last kiss to end Yoko-chan's life.. it was the happiest moment for her. She had a faint, but pure smile. As i put her down, i can't accept that she's gone, but i realized how her true joy comes from that.."

And then, someone caught up.

Hideki: "*wheezes*"

Ayumi: "Deki-san.."

Hayato: "Would it be that this curse i carry with that blade.. I'll let it to only myself. Nobody else has to know why it's very valauble. I planned to destroy it many many times."

Hayato then looked at Ayumi.

Hayato: "But then, you arrived into my sad story."

Ayumi: "Huh?"

Hayato: "You looked like her. A lot like Yoko-chan. While nothing as demonic, but.. you remind me so deeply of her."

To back up his emotion, Hayato headed closer to Ayumi, and immediately rubbed her soft cheeks.

Hayato: "As much as i am glad to have you by my side.. whatever you do.. you don't tell anyone about why i had that tainted blade. Not even anything on Yoko no Ken.. and whatever else i told you."

Nobody took attention to Hayato as he makes his last words to his two new fans for a while.

Hayato: "I will always love Yoko-chan, despite what she did, and the differences we had. She will run rampant in my memory the next person i will cut."

Hideki: "*gasps*"

Ayumi: "..."

In a flash, Ayumi started to tear up, while smiling.

Song: Wang Chung - Everybody Have Fun Tonight.

Ayumi: "....."

Hayato: "I'll have to thank God.. for reminding Moto-san's never alone. You have her kindness and bravery, little Ayu-chan."

Ayumi: "Aahhh...*sniff*"

Hideki: "So.. Moto-san.. You're running?"

Hayato: "I'm not running away, Deki-san. I am just... having a nice holiday in Europe. Take my time getting away when I'm off season."

For Hayato, he had no concern on how these two would find out he's leaving Japan. He became comfortable to the ones holding the truth behind the legacy of the Dark Horse.

Hayato: "Just take good care of Ayumi-chan, or you're next!"

Ayumi may be younger, but she doesn't take kindly to disrespect.

Ayumi: "Hey!"

Hayato: "Consider it my thanks.. *sinister chuckle*."

Hideki: "Oh! Moto-san... i have to hand you this."

Hayato then receives a folded paper, revealed to be a message as he opens it up. Written in English, Hayato reads like a linguist reading through Harry Potter.

Hayato: "*sings a theme song*...."

After a relaxing read, the ninja plays a trick.

Hayato: "This isn't for me?! How could you?"

Hideki: "Hey.. we just met! I written that weeks ago."

Hayato: "Well.. *rolls paper like a scroll* I'll make sure your precious Jacob-san gets this, that is, if, and only if, i give a darn about it.. (and how do they know I might see him?)"

A few beeping sounds are then made, from a speaker system.

Airport P.A.: "Final call for British Airways Number 6 to London Heathrow.."

Hayato: "Oh great.. Well, i have to split like a salmon. Deki-san. Ayu-san."

Hayato quickly heads off to the departure area.

Ayumi: "Thanks for everything.. Moto-san!"

Hideki: "Have fun.. we'll miss you!"

As Hayato heads in, only one thing fills the mind of Hayato.


Hayato: "(Sayonara... Yoko-chan..)"



FIN BONUS 2

Author's Notes



- The first draft is much larger, so i summarized as much as i can. 100kb, like i said often, is the size for Dawn of The Mythic's prologue finale. And if you want a comparison.. Legacy's Epilogues (Final Round and A Cowboy's Last Ride) both total up to 99 kb.

- This, i have to say is HARD. Hayato is one guy that i write carefully to ensure it reaches expectations. For a character that is a homage to Senna, he's based from Dante of Devil May Cry 3, Kuzco of Emperor's New Groove, and Deadpool. Not even a realistic bunch of serious characters. I apologize if this man isn't the Senna you expected.

- Upon making this, i went and watched Ayrton Senna: Beyond The Speed Of Sound a few times. I tried to catch Ayrton Senna's essence. To be a real fan of that man is to understand what he went through, not just put quotes in your sigs (how many users are there with this, no offense intended). Hayato is my tribute to this man. But i don't want to make a carbon copy of him, since that would be plagiarism, or even an insult to the great Senna. We can't bring back Senna, so it's good enough we have him in our hearts. I guess i kinda failed at making Hayato feel like Senna.

- Hayato's role in the Dawn Of The Mythic is a very comic one, but an impactful one. This tale will have you wonder how he's so happy in the sequel when he's darker than a cave underneath. His vibe reads antagonist, due to his narcissism.

- Unfortunately, if you all really liked Hideki or Ayumi, they have no plans on coming back. If they do, however, they do have cars at the ready (86 GT Race Car Base Model, and RE Amemiya GT300 Base Model). Same case with Jared (Chevy Nova), Vulture (Mine's R34), and Izumi (Genesis Coupe).

- The Suzuka lap is with Racing Super Wet, with 30%.

- This serves as a really long biography for Hayato, apparently. Too much text of boredom? Yeah.. apologies! This text picture ratio is the same ratio for the Dawn.

- The initial scene references the Embu from the many Tekken games in the past.

- The style reminisces Legacy Of The Dark Horse, doesn't it?

- With this made, i think it's a milestone in me making fiction. To be better at making fiction makes it more of a fun thing to make now. I've been reading the bullions of tips and advice online to make my work better. Not for competition. Not for attention. Not for monopolization. It's what i want: top notch.

- Saddest scenes? What could've been a great addition to the Dawn Of The Mythic.. I have another sad scene ready for Clark, and i guess a relook is imminent since the ending scenes made me feel for the resident narcissist.

- Wang Chung's Everybody Have Fun Tonight, to me, is very much like Guile's SF2 Theme: It fits, most of the time. As an ending signal, it works wonders. I might apply a similar song for a similar purpose in Dawn Of the Mythic, but i don't know..

- I won't be making another Gaiden, if the unexpected standard is freaking 100kb! I have to get Dawn Of The Mythic up and ready. If the Legacy shook like a 8.0 earthquake, the Dawn is Krakatoa twice over.

- But.. anyone want to see another gaiden, starring our former Protagonist Jacob Ross?



Cars Introduced.


Cars from the life story don't get a backstory.

- Hayato's Red Bull Kart "Humble Beginnings".

- Yoko's Fairlady Z Z34/370Z "Thorned Rose".

- Hayato's X-Bow R 15th Anniversary "Blue Bolt".

- Jacob's R8 4.2 FSI "Rider Of The Storm".

- Heishiro's M5 "Magnificence".

- Hayato's NSX Concept "Tsukiakari". A driver of fame has to drive nice cars, according to a statement Hayato said. This Honda, under ownership of his former sensei, serves as both a fast vessel around here to there, and a memorial for both Shinzo and Yoko: people that passed on as his guide. Hayato drives it like a real professional, mostly only when there's people to show off to.



Cast Introduced.


- Hayato Matsumoto. Semi-Japanese, semi-Brazilian, all reflexes and charm. A former Yakuza enforcer whose skills with the katana granted him many feared nicknames. To the public, he's one of the best Super Formula racers of the last season. A young, overliked man who has the women chase him around against his own agenda, and a big follower of the ninja arts, mastering it's many techniques.

- Yoko Chiba. Hayato's partner in his world of being an underworld enforcer. Often going along with whatever scheme or plot Hayato brings every time they get assigned, she knows that Hayato is destined for much larger. Loyal to the Takaguchi clan, and also Hayato's girlfriend.

- Hideki Minami. A recent graduate from Kyoto University's school of Art. A timid, shy young man who's recently into the racing game a year ago. Now in management of a small tuning garage, he's never been so busy to a recent addiction. One of the few who knows what really happened to Outlaw, and who he really is.

- Ayumi Tanaka. Another recent graduate from Kyoto University's school of Art, in the same class with her boyfriend Hideki. Recently opening a garage in Fuji, their shop has been very popular when Jacob Ross himself gave it many praises. A genki girl, who's always full of energy and pep. You may never know if she's about to give you a very bad time, or otherwise.

- Jacob Ross. A once famous street racer once known as the Dark/Black Horse (Kuroiuma) of Japan. Nothing can be said much about this man, due to the lack of public attention towards him. This is on purpose, as he was once the legendary street racer: Outlaw. Also one of the Mythic, named the Horseman of The Apocalypse.

- Shinzo Nishimura. A racing icon in Japan, but on the streets. Mostly unknown outside street creed, his real start of fame was when his daughter gave him the inspiration to bring back his need for the track again. Serves as a father figure to Rin and Hayato, making them siblings in the mind.

- Nami Nishimura. A former shopkeeper, now retired. Married to Shinzo: a man with reputation on the Japanese racing scene. Satisfied that her only daughter lives to succeed that. Prefers that nobody presumes her need for assistance, wanting to always prove she can handle herself well.

- Rin Nishimura. A socially flawed person backed up by her natural talent, beauty and wisdom. Rin's involvment in the racing world was more of a recent one due to her father's street racing. But, just like anything she does, it's undeniably great, especially from a woman. Nami's daughter, and Jacob's wife. Also, the last of the current Mythic; codenamed The Infernal Phoenix.

- Heishiro Takaguchi. The Oyabun of the Takaguchi clan: a large Yakuza family that has split from a much larger criminal conglomerate. A man of power and influence, but is waning recently due to a losing war against their former bosses. While desperate, things take a turn when his son is killed by Gary.

- Jared Sykes. A South African squad commander serving in the U.S. Marines. While a national hero at the recognition of the President himself, Jared's a mostly peaceful man, and not afraid to get dirty. Not exactly a racer, but owes a lot to a certain Jacob Ross, and brings himself to end their pain.

- N.Z An enigma that has lived over 50 years. Only one thing he is known for within half the century: racing at the top. Not everyone knows who really is behind the mask, and he would keep it that way.



Bonus 1: Small showcase.


My first run with Paul's Aston Martin One-77 "Icon". in Apricot Hill. An amazing car, without tuning, even!

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A picture featuring Shelby GT350 "Legend's Stallion" and Jacob's Ford Shelby GT500 "Outlaw's Purification". The GT350 is slammed down, but not fully slammed at all, just mimicking racing suspension, and painted GT 15th Anniversary Dark Blue. Totally stock GT500.

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My attempt at International A's Rainmasters Cup in La Sarthe, using Jacob's Ford GT '06 "The Dark Horse". Took the picture due to that other Dark Horse. With the same tune from GT5 (weight reduce 1, broken down, racing parts, 583pp), I managed to win , beating a Huayra and a McLaren F1. But this is with assists, because rain. :dopey:

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Bonus 2: Hayato's biography, as seen in Dawn Of The Mythic.

~ Screw the limits they gave me. I live to push that, and go for broke!

Name: Hayato Matsumoto.

Age: 27.

Debut: Prologue - ???.

Prequel Role: None. Intended antagonist.

Nationality: Japanese/Brazilian.

Leitmotif: The Crystal Method - Play For Real (feat. The Heavy)

Racing Experience: Beyond expectation, but risk is much too high from the norm.

Car Preference: Luxurious Japanese supercars.

Likes: His ninja heritage with the katana he carries, Yoko no Ken (his katana), being under all the attention as who he is.

Dislikes: Those who think he's overrated, people that meet the end of his katana, people who look up to him.

Strengths: Agile. Great reflexes. Has experience in many life threatening situations.

Weaknesses: Is unlikable to most people. Narcissistic, and prefers the company of himself often.

Looks: Medium long, swept back black hair, with strokes of purple. Somewhat comparable to a J-pop star. Has an 'X' tattoo on his cheek; actually a battle scar hiding. Pale skin, for an Asian.

Preferred Clothing: Black ninja mask (covers mouth only, not hair). A modern take on a ninja garb, with features of a ninja clothing with canvas covering, a raisable hood and zippers. Slate cargo pants. Sporty, black running shoes. A katana holder, visible behind, but always assumed a fake, while carrying a real Katana on him always.

Personality: Cocky, narcissistic of his own ego. Crazy about ninjitsu. Is ready for anything, being a former Yakuza enforcer. Playful, and does strange things when he thinks is alone.

Inspiration: Dante (Devil May Cry 3), Kuzco (The Emperor's New Groove), Deadpool (as himself).

Brief Description:
After a year in the league he's been named: Japan's hottest racing icon, overshadowing others in the magazines mostly for his ridiculous persona, his purple hair and his super campy ego. However, this is not just any regular hottie. A top scorer inside the Super Formula league, his racing skills are actually pretty damn good. Also: a mad ninja fanatic, so care is needed when he takes hold of the scabbard behind him.



THANKS FOR READING.






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Kirkham Manor, Manchester. Midnight.

The bell rings.


Nash: "And i think i know who that is.."

The door opens, and..

Hayato: "How long has it been... Enigma.. or should i say

Yofu-san.."


















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Nice entry you have.

Yuki Kanonji from my fanfics also owns an NSX concept, and how he got it is something special to him.

It's all thanks to him being a Honda test driver, but there's more to that.
 
EDITED: Small updates and such. And more cars.

Small Preview: How's Things Going?


Like the curse from the Matsumoto family blade, Hayato's Gaiden sucks me in and killed me. Now, I'm technically on break. Nothing really going on in the writing world. Getting cars.. that sort of things. Prepare for some surprises in the Prologue even.

But the racing world? I just got pay day from the Vettel events, gaining cash to get the cars i want (to be shown what i got by the end). Farming the Redbull 2014 Standard Events comes to mind. 120k for 3 minutes sounds dandy, while testing my own reflexes.

Just a moment of honesty here: Is the Redbull X2014 events that hard? Come on guys. DS3 user here and i think they will race your blood and keep that heart pumping. It'll help, especially with the Vettel challenges, and the ultra evil Goodwood Climb 5-3. The X vehicles aren't battering rams for online use.

EDIT: All cars are done, and i can officially give the green light Prologue and Chapter 1. That is.. i still want my break from doing the Hayato gaiden. And i want to have it start by May anyways. I still want to finish writing Chapter 1 first.


SomeDude's Tips: Mary Sues, and.. what makes them 'Sue'ch a pain (BAD JOKE IS BAD).


The first step on making fiction is... dun dun dun... making characters. There's plot, setting and stuff like that, but we'll get there.

Now.. Making characters! A few important notes for making great, effective characters, be it a small support role or a protagonist.

1) Don't make them "puppets": characters made only for smaller plot things. An example would be Komodo from Chapter 3: a very minor character indeed. That's my mistake, but he's really not destined for anything but a hailstorm of bullets from the G dog. Forgettable characters are BAD BUSINESS, and with Nami's return, I'm trying to bring this problem away from her, and push her into the story as a more.. interesting role.

2) Make them as human as possible. Would someone live after 5 days without water or food? If this person did... WHAT THE HE*stopped forcibly*.

3) Don't make them a Mary Sue/Gary Stu. The major point of today's tips. Definitions are all over the web, but i liked one i found on Springhole.net

A character who is given or is expected to be given unwarranted preferential treatment and unearned respect, thereby compromising the integrity and believability of the story and/or its characters.

And what this means? Well, it means don't do this: (since this is a mainly car based fiction, only car based examples).

- Is overwhelmingly powerful in one or more skills. Example: if someone could drive as well as Vettel or Raikkonen, and do it with one hand, blind, driving a stock McLaren F1 with no assists, with enough skills to make a Nurburgring lap comparable to a track car and claim to be a very recent addition to the racing scene! Yeah.. don't do that. If you have skills, back it up with the backstory or the development process, but even that has limits too. One does not simply level up racing prowess overnight, unless the foundations are stiff (Jake in Nurburg, for instance).

- Is normally made as an attention seeker, and represented mostly as an Author Avatar. Sonny's on thin ice with this, which led to me creating the realistically bland and shy Kirk Ackepoke. I've been arguing to myself a lot, but i decided that there are a lot of negative factors that put Sonny away from this though. But I'm watching him closely.

- Has outlandish or unusual traits, such as being somewhat pretty or handsome (Jacob), carries an awesome name (Ginoa), an avant garde personality (Nash), or being totally flawless (Rin, to some extent). Naturally, a Sue would have at least more than a couple of these ridiculous traits. Example: Symon Carloway III has green hair, has an awesome giant sword he carries around, is being chased by women due to being incredibly hot (more than Jacob) and inherits (not buys) a super rare Bugatti EB110 for everyday use. Don't overuse these benefits: that makes some of these story based gains boring or lacking any heart at all. Make them earn, not receive effortlessly.

- Has a shallow or somewhat cliche tragic backstory. A Sue will most likely carry non relatable traits, most likely when he/she's unlikable, or have no family, or more. What i mean is that family or relatives aren't fully thrown in or mentioned at all for this person. On a side note, you'd want to keep your parents alive as much as you can. Dead parents are not prohibited, just discouraged.

- The world will put aside everyone else, and just focus on what's going on for this person. Like say.. if this person decided to try drifting, he would win a D1 Grand Prix on his first try. That's realistic. Like when you accidentally touch someone in Touge unintentionally, DQ, you lose, period. That's how the world is supposed to work. Not everyone gets rich without trying, and there are risks always in play. Look at Clark or Jacob: they've been street racing for years. I'm really pushing on when i say: It makes no sense if everyone's inheriting cars or money without proper explanation or proof. When i think of Nash, i see a seasoned veteran who gained with what he's earned. There's a reason why he studied stock marketing while racing on the top..

- The Author will protect this person more than others, regardless of how hated he/she is. Self explanatory.

Mary Sue is serious business. Would you see someone's full fledged character and say.. is this a Sue? Here's a test, just in case. It takes a while to finish 1 guy, but... hopefully it'd help make your characters seem more finished than usual. It did for me. Paul scored a measly 9, while Sonny scores high at 28.

Ask yourself when you're about to post your story: will anyone read it and be impressed? If not, could it be the main character(s) or more making it less interesting? A motto of any fiction (From TvTropes):

When you write a story, don't make it boring.

Thanks for popping by, though. Next week's tips will be posted... next week! :lol:
Titled: Feedback it right, not quarterback it.


Small Showcase: Car show for the Prologue.


Initially for my desktop, these 16:9 pictures are just what's to come.


Clark's FXX "Messiah's Revelation" and Nash's McLaren F1 GTR MSO (Base Model) "Spectre"

Brotherhood. The Devil and the Angel. There are a lot i can say about this first one. Two cars: two great drivers. Same in class. They would make great rivals if their motives really oppose one another, or if Nash decided to go street racing.

The FXX is, as warned by many people on the forum, one of the HARDEST things to get going. My first drive was like a crippled Black Knight: flesh wounds ahoy! But worth it? Like the great Bison and his Ipod, I would say: Yes! Yes! Yes! It is like being a real racer: you are challenged. The mindset of being a driver is to be challenged. With this, and, what Vettel would say: enjoy driving to the fullest extent. Do not shun it for what it is: the Patroklos Alpha, or the hard to use rabbit car of the game. I'm still looking for a tune to make it 'street legal' though, since it WILL do the tango when it wears sports softs. To me that is..

The McLaren is actually one car I'd put my seal of approval on it. It's actually easier to drive than the regular F1, but it can be a little unstable. Like the FXX and many other cars, you want to keep your eyes open. It's a must to at least own this in your career.

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Gary's SRT Charger "Ghetto Barge"

Aside from raising a gang from dust, Gary's started a high level of street racing in California. This is a Midnight Club 2 reference, just so you know. The car itself is a GTA 5 reference. And.. where did that take him? He'll only mention how much of a stud he is, getting all the chicks that get into his 800 hp Charger that smokes the competition literally.

What we have here is a strangely stable muscle. It won't drift, unless you say so (or upgrade it up the bum, like i have). I'm having some tunes to apply on this, but i haven't really gone a more thorough test with them yet.

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Jacob's GT40 Mark 1 "Beginning Of The Legacy"

A car i anticipated since the unveiling of GT6. The most expensive car so far to appear in this story so far. Jacob's reason of owning it is, in his words: "Making an effort to the petty dreams you had in your youth". For me, it's owning a real Ford GT. For Jacob, he's done it, but there are consequences.

Like many said before me, this car is praised on such a scale. Yea. I love the GT40 ever since i drove the 15th Anniversary model a while back. What i thought would be the most difficult car to get would be put on my priorities real early. This is the only non muscle American classic i genuinely enjoy without tuning, and it's going to get a lot more wilder as i decide to upgrade it for Jacob's regular standards. And.. we're going to see him make a struggle as he enters and exit the much smaller car.

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Rin's LFA Nurburgring Edition "Forgiveness"

Why is it named "Forgiveness"? Well, there's a reason. I won't touch it until Jacob has been reintroduced in the Dawn. That's my only hint.

I didn't go through a thorough test with it aside from 1/4 of the Nurburgring. The sound and cornering are a definite plus from the stock one, though. EDIT: Not a thorough test, but this is one heck of a stable car in SS. Must be that wing.. Time to power it up then!

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Lee's Pontiac Firebird Trans-Am "Bandit One Thousand"

YEP. Another returning character! HIS NEW THEME SONG!

It's official. Lee's making a return to my fiction when i decided.. Bo Darville the infamous Bandit needs a representation in my story. The wacky Malay won't be appearing in the Prologue but you are going to watch ol' Bandit run, for sure. I've yet to find a spot for this sum:censored: to appear though.

And the Bandit? Not yet tuned to my liking for track use. With all that power churning underneath, it's a speed racer. It's not 1000 hp, but would you prefer that over naming it 'Bandit Two Fifty', the speed i had it aim for w/o nitro? Hmm...

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EDIT: MORE CARS!

Murph's Light Car Co. Rocket "Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator"

So.. Anyone got the reference on how i got the name? No? Oh well. Being a car collector, Murph has access to many of the world's cars in his private collection, earned by the money he used to win via street racing, not to mention his former Harbinger paycheck. Being a fan of Gordon Murray's handiwork in cars, he's already enjoying his already souped up Rocket he got interested when he decided to bring the cigar and light it up.

Yes, this car is amazing, nuff said. The next time i ever play GT6, it will be my candidate for the Super events.

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Lamborghini Reventon "Raptor"

The Arab's car (already named and so on..). You know how being rich doesn't stop you from getting what you want. He didn't want this Reventon: it was both a birthday gift and a congratulations reward from his family. What he really wanted was his own free will. Being a daddy's boy really makes it a challenge for him to reach his aspirations to be an adventurer in these days of calm.

Leaving it stock for obvious reasons, the Reventon is similar to the other large 4WD Lamborghini cars. Like Bernardo's Murcielago in my prequel, you might see some tire burning, as a result of the car sometimes oversteering. Why, i have no idea, but it's pretty stable when it comes to how good it drives.

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Kirk's Pozzi Camaro "Born To Be Wild"

Sonny keeps on mentioning how he and Kirk are "Camaro Brothers", right? This is why. How Kirk got a Camaro was simple in the states: rebuild an old one or refurbish a wreck. Then, he started getting taught on his driving. He's still a bit bare on the bones, but Sonny's bound to keep him into shape.

Not enough time for testing aside from taking this picture, I actually liked these newer SEMA winners, despite that we're about to get more American cars soon. Like i said, not tested..

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Alan's Jaguar XKR-S "Much More Sharper"

A Jaguar representative, Alan is proud to own a recent sportier model of his gifted XKR. Putting his collection on storage in a secure location, Alan needs another car to bring out, when the XKR was mistakenly put into the collection. Desperate, Alan contacted a few friends to get a discount for his next car: this.

Not tested aside from the seasonal that recently ended. I have this feeling that I'm about to enjoy it.

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Pagani Huayra '13 "Violent Wind"

To a few users, i did tell them that i was going to use the Zonda R this time around. I was, but.. it'd make no sense for it to appear on the streets. So, i opted to use the Huayra. Driving it is an unannounced returning character. Feel free to make guesses.

Violent wind is a proper name, when it will test those with a slippery throttle. A small change in suspension and LSD and you have a fine car. Also: i have the Anniversary edition for messing around with anyways, and hearing about the pure Carbon Fibre exterior? TOTAL MUST HAVE.

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NINJA UPDATE: Jacob's GT40 Mark 1 "Beginning Of The Legacy"

Bet nobody finds this.. And another returning car sneaks its way through..

Outlaw's 1970 Mustang Trans-Cammer "Eternal"


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Thanks for reading :)
 
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Small Preview: How's Things Going?


Finished Part 1 of Chapter 1. Bound to be interesting, with hints of Legacy's 1-4. Why is it so interesting? Well, from Paul's 'equal cars in racing' perspective, we get to learn and compare through an entertaining look at high, against low power and weight in a small time trial in Brands Hatch, starring the Ghetto Barge and the Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator.

And this part also sparks a relationship of rivalry not from Paul only. I did tease this in the status updates about it. Feel free to find it.

While focus on the protagonist is nice and dandy, make monotony your enemy. Do something fresh every time you write something. Treat them like human, and they'll be more human and believable. Did you even read the notes above?

As much as i doubt you do. Ah well. More tips for me! There won't be another gaiden to mess with, so the next time you see me write, it's going to be the beginning of the dawn.

Also, had another reread on my original fiction. I wonder what was it that made it much more likable than Sonny's Gaiden?

I thought of because it introduced everybody (which is making it fresh), and because it's way more simple to follow.


SomeDude's Tips: Feedback it right, not quarterback it.


Okay! Before you get into my qualifications as story writer, you are right: i am just a regular human being, not J.K. Rowling or something like that. I have studied English Literature (and got a nice B in it), and in the process of making Dawn Of The Mythic, i read online to make my story much more better in just about everything. These small sections is me just sharing it.

So, one important thing you will get when publishing your work is feedback. This is real important stuff, so where shall i begin? How about what NOT to do in front of a stop light, i mean what not to do with someone else's feedback to your story.


- Don't put too much faith in beginner's luck. Face it: critique is inevitable, even if you're getting started. Expect change of opinion as you get better in writing. Beginner's luck is good at first, but then, you realize they're giving you a chance. Many people don't realize this.

- Don't expect everyone to come and say good things. Brace for impact, they say. You'll want to know that there might be something out of place in your fiction. You'll want to know it from someone else, because you know you're biased to yourself.

- Don't take it too critically and fire back missiles. Naturally, one would be discouraged by some critique, but cool down, it's not all bad. You find something disputable, don't think of being an ass. It might be your story, but try not to lose what made it from good to great: the readers.

- Don't jump to a conclusion straight away. Moving on from above, don't go and change things at an instant. Think about what you do before you do something. That's a very universal rule.

- Don't be under the whim of your readers. And moving on from above again! It's your story. You don't have bounds of your imagination. The only bounds depend truly on the genre. There's no way you'll see a fuel cell powered laser gun in a modern realistic story.

- Don't be unappreciative. Be glad you have readers.

- Don't receive feedback only. Flex your muscles and make feedback all over the world. That way, you'll understand how your readers feel, and you'll get better at receiving them.


And, to you 'feedbackies' out there: you're also not exempt to some important things to point out.


- Don't give feedback if you've got nothing productive to say. No offense, but just saying 'good page' or similarly is this in a nutshell. Point out what is it you like. Just give their story a like, and move on if you want to give them that pat on the back for some fine writing (SomeDude is very bad in liking things, I'll admit).

- Don't be negative at the start. If you do have to do so, comfort the writer with some positives first.

- Don't be afraid to tell if there's something wrong, but don't be too harsh at the same time. Be pleasant with what you say. Say it in a much less hateful tone like this: 'i think it could be better if'. Not: 'i don't like this because' etc.

- Don't be their boss and try to push for change, unless it's truly offensive or out of place with the genre. It's not your story, pal.

- Don't go point out and judge all parts of the fiction. Only point out what's wrong/right. Unless it's all wrong. Then why is it, but not in such a detail, please. Make it simple for the reader.

- Don't skim through the whole page in high speed. You should grasp a vague concept on what the plot is carrying and showing at the page. You don't want to make yourself feel like a dunce.

- Don't be narrow-minded and just give feedback to one writer. Plugging for all the writers, i think you should just read for more than one reader. It helps with diversification of feedback.

- Don't give a score. A psychology report i got from my literature teacher said that giving score is good, making a comment is better, but do both.. and it all crashes down. I don't know why, but i can't say he's wrong.

Follow these tips and we'll be seeing rainbows on both of our sides! Make the world of fiction writing a happier place.

Next week's tips (or earlier): Exemplary flow, starring Mirielle Richelieu.


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To all writers of current (or not current) stories! Here's some food for thought:


Good writers commit, listen, adapt and change. Bad writers only think their work is really good, knowing they need none of those.



All these reading tips online and making me seem like some sort of jackhole is making me hungry for making some work done. Which is why I'm having Mirielle take over for this page. Roleplay is useful to get to know and develop a character. I frequently roleplayed as multiple people to get the character points in. This is why Gary is the Creator's Pet: i had a lot of fun developing his ass!

Back to the real world. 1-2 is going smooth, but slow. I can't tell you what's in it yet, but one tip: Doctor Jayendra Singh makes acquaintances with Sonny Meng.

And for these tips and her appearances, prepare for unintended offense and whatnot. Mirielle is the antagonist for these parts of the fiction, and scenes involving her being a smart, calculated, alpha b:censored: and bossing people around in her mansion is to be expected. You're going to boo and jeer towards her. She's one hell of a villain.

And expect a few changes from some character's intended things. I'll tell you Billy Bob's getting a Brera instead of the TZ3, Boniface gets a nice new leitmotif from Yes, and that's about it for now.

Now.. Madame?


Mirielle's Tips: Keeping the flow steady and smooth.



Bonjour.

Now.. your author.. Monsieur.. Du-deh.. has asked me to give you what i know about.. flow. Non, it is not a dance form, nor a motion of the tide. When I mean.. flux.. that's how it is in Francais, i mean.. how is your fantaisie structured?

There is no universal structure. You are fit to put the ending as an opening. In the legacy, for instant, Monsieur Ross was introduced years after his development, revealed in la Prologue. You just.. have to present his backstory correctly so that the lovely readers can understand what's going on. Don't mislead the readers.

Now for a nag from myself..

Please, please, please, do not mess with this flow!

What's this.. messing with the flow? There are a lot of ways that writers can accidentally, or not, mess with the flow. How is it you mess with the flow, when i haven't described what it means, hmm?

I'll put it bluntly: the flow is like how nuclear plants work. It has all the pipes and the processing to bring out energy from the fuel rods, in which the particles inside the rods divide and conquer to make energy by nuclear fission.. I am blabbering again, am I? Excuse moi.

Flow works with many aspects of life. You see how important it is? It's like the rhythm of the muse. Play the Stradivarius? Play it right, or i will have someone shoot you. In the Nuclear business.. any stream that doesn't flow will lead to disastrous consequences.

But it's time i point things out. The ones that has me go.. Parfait, magnifique, great reading..

And the other end of the spectrum... you don't want to see me there.

- As time moves ahead, you want to remind the readers how far, or till when, or how long.. You're like a mountain climber in the Everest making a nice new route for your petty followers. You will place flags. If not, they will be lost little dogs, to be eaten by the snow.. Heheheh..

- When making transitions, think about it... what relevance does it have when Monsieur Sonny showered and him eating sausages with his subordinate? Well, if you have the former scene non-existant, would you say Sonny didn't shower? Or did he? It won't make sense if Kirk didn't make jokes about his bad hair, for instance. Don't be afraid to remove what is unnecessary, like i had, and adapt to any relevant former scene. I will be strict on this, that.. ANY SCENE THAT DEEMS ZERO RELEVANCE TO ANYTHING IS TO BE EXEMPT FROM YOUR STORIES!

- Every scene has a purpose. Not just having drives with your car and hanging with your friends. You have reason to do these, and the reason will be for the plot and nothing else! I won't stop enjoying more nice car scenes, but be realistic. Why is he/she driving? Is the journey important? Ask yourself.

- The passages that i will read, won't be read, unless.. unless the Author uses his/her head and reads through it first. As a reader, i don't tolerate mistakes, or vague concepts. Be careful with the wording, and bring out the message you wanted to fully intend your readers. Read through the dialogue and see if it's too clunky, or needing adjusting. WRITE CLEARLY.

- Moving on, let me recommend to ROLEPLAY IT, and ask yourself: is this how it's meant to be? Tell them what the character really thinks, or might be acting, be it raising his arms, or shaking a fist.. There is no limit to imagination, but impaired imagination exists a lot to those not willing to clarify.

- I AM CONCERNED ABOUT SWAPPING TONES OR LAYOUTS WITHOUT WARNING. See: Monsieur Moto's adventures. What happened if the Author left out: 'This tale will take the perspective of Hayato.', huh? From third to first person like that?! This is a big NON, and thus, flow is broken, and i don't want to read anymore. My head will spin. This is a very common mistake which many readers tend to struggle through.

- Think about the characters and their way of speech. Would a rich, successful person, like myself, talk like a dumb person? Take talking into character, and flow is relevant here. Why? Well.. it'd make no sense if everyone is all dumb, witty.. On topic on talking.. try to use contractions, like.. how is it those low rate say.. kill 'em in place of.. kill them. Only posh people don't use them.

- Don't repeat what we already know, unless it's facts from a long time, far far away. If the author already mentioned anger, don't elaborate the writing to prove something we already know. Is it odd that you would mention crying, and then crying again not too far ahead? Don't you already know he's crying?

- Upon finishing one act of your petty chapters, you would be wise to see if it satisfied a certain plot forwarder. Or else, you'd be like Monsieur Dude in Legacy 2-4. And please.. don't break in between a certain tense scene like some of those ridiculously sectioned manga (not saying they're bad pieces of work). That doesn't work here.

- Flashbacks, oh flashbacks.. One thing: Non. Don't do it without warning, or i might just.. throw up.


- For any scene, music is used as a double edged sword. It may be a good idea to have it for sake of immersion, but if poorly executed... let's not go into that.

- Try not to make super deep sidestories that will overshadow the current plot.

- Don't think of making any unexplained drastic change of plot within a story, except if it's a major event.. or a heel face turn... this one's hard to explain, but you get the idea, hmm?


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Now for something practical:

I'll ask you this..


'When you see this man, stop what you're doing, and then call me, do you understand?'

Now.. be honest, and think of what you'll say to reply.



Done?

What is it that you would say back to your superior? If you say something on the line towards:


"Okay. When i see this guy, i'll stop and call you."


Why am i even bothering? You imbecile.. Ever thought of being a natural? Use the character's traits to your advantage.


"See him, call you, got it."
"He won't expect it."
"Call you? Man.. you think I can't take it?"



Infinite answers are possible, just... don't be like a robot..


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Now, for some person rules specifics on making narration. To talk.. is to talk, but to be a.. good talker? It's more than just learning to talk good.

Don't question me. Knowing basics of first and third person narrative is part of flux.

- Getting started on the writing business? I'd recommend third person. It's difficult to start off in first person. Also, mistakes of first person is easier to see and break your flow. Observe some finer first and third person, oui?


Not a plug: just a totally random scene.

As Sonny picked up the phone, the other person on the other side started to grow nervous, and this reflected on the mannerisms.

"Nihao.."

Sonny expected a lot from the other side, but he didn't expect this.

"*breathing sounds*"

"O.. Okay?!"


Then, we shall see if how it comes from FIRST person, in the side of the mystery dialer..


Hugging the phone with what i believe is right, waiting as the dialing tone kept going and going. Then..

"Nihao.."

Oh God, OH GOD! I never knew it'd be him!

And all i did, under all that overwhelming presence of his voice? All my mind went blank, and my body just kept breathing; not one word spoken.


"O.. Okay?!"

He was freaked out.. That wouldn't be so surprising.


And then you can write it in Sonny's perspective.. I could go all day on improving this, but Monsieur Dude wants to cover flow.. c'est la vie..

- Also, first person is boring if you blindly charge in with it. Many authors agree that starting a sentence with 'I' is commonplace, and that's what kills it. I think i agree... *chuckles* i did it again, didn't i?

- Third person helps with explaining from a different dimension, allowing facts the reader can know without breaking the flow of the story.

- Be careful of the perspectives of first person. Don't make your host character say things he shouldn't really have any idea on. Breaking the fourth wall is only okay if it's not plot related.

- Following ahead of an earlier note, don't swap perspectives, ever. Keep only one way this episode is to be looked at, unless a drastic change of scene is present.

There is a lot i can cover on these.. perspective.. so.. let's begin, hmm?



*DOOR OPENS*

"Qu'estce que c'est?"

"Mir, i think we've past the limit."

"Ah. Gin. Good to see a friendly face. Why are you locking that door? Why are you staring at me like that? Is that a nightstick?"


*CLICK*

"GIN! Mon Dieu!! *screams*"

*THUNK*



*DRAGGING*

"Man, am i going to get some.. here you go, dude."

"Thanks a lot, Assassin."




Umm.. Thank you, Mirielle.. (Damn.. she's tough, apologies if anyone's crying out there.. *sniff*)

Here's the TL: DR section.

- Flow is important.

- Keep track of time.

- Make use of prior events to make scenes more believable.

- Ensure each scene carries a purpose.

- Proofread and double check your work. Also: keep all dialogue smooth as well.

- Roleplay!

- Consistent layout.

- Keep speech style akin to the character style.

- Don't repeat facts.

- Ensure you satisfy something to progress the plot ahead, and don't break in between something like a fight.

- Flashbacks are discouraged, and warn if one is coming.

- Take care of using music, which can either be done right, or done horribly wrong.

- Sidestories are not to be as important as the main one.

- Don't make any sudden moves.

- Practical: keep your characters human, and faithful to their intended style. NO ROBOTS!

Brief 1st and 3rd person (maybe a later tip).

- Beginners should go with 3rd person when writing.

- 1st person common problem: Try not to start sentences with 'I' as if in 'I like candy', not words beginning with the letter I as if in 'Interesting choice, mademoiselle'.

- Use 3rd person to send discrete messages to the reader.

- Take care on having universal minds during first person.


Next time, on SomeDude's tips: Fleshing out your characters, be it with raw beef steak, the perfect fillet mignon, or some sublime salmon? Making characters varied, believable, and have interesting backstories. It's a high protein buffet (and i just made your mouth water, huh?).

And, yes, this is sourced off the internet. But they're mostly expert sources. Don't judge me please; I'm learning too. Forgive me if these dissuade anyone to make fiction: to commit to these and be successful is a hard and arduous journey. Really don't want to disappoint what I've been hyping about for half a year now..
 
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Had a writing 'holiday' for most of these two week (Ace Attorney reference), so there really isn't anything going on. I'm still figuring out how to put things at where.

Mirielle's flow lessons taught me something, for sure.. and i might re arrange what the current plot looks like. We'll see.


SomeDude's Tips: Ensuring All Of Your Characters Get The High Protein Diet. Flesh Out Those Characters.


Before we begin... let me keep pushing the fact that everyone is unique. The way they talk. The way they think. The way they interact... There's no way that the way someone is etc is similar to someone else in the exact way.

A proper example is like me in... say.. playing Street Fighter 4. Every player i know has a different level of the many fundamentals, like footsies, playing lame and more. Nobody would have the same thought process with what might happen. For instance: one combo i consistently land would be cr mp, cr lk, h Criminal Upper. Others have cr lp x2, cr mp/lk, h Criminal Upper and more.. PLAYING THE SAME CHARACTER, IT IS REALISTIC THAT THEY'RE DIFFERENT, NO MATTER IF IT'S A SOULMATE.

Okay.. now.. to flesh out them characters. Aside from physical differences, let me introduce you to three of my lab rats, ermm i mean, volunteers..

First of all, we have former protagonist Jacob Ross..

Howdy..

Then, successor of the Corvette Captain, Keith Ross..

Yo.

And last, we have a hidden superpower of women's racing: Jessica Ross/ Rin Nishimura.

Ohaiyou!

Now.. do you notice anything?

Aside from speech, your grammar can help convey the secret behind one's imagination. For instance, Jacob, being the super serious man, gets a gruff tone, as defined by the two dots at the end.

I don't feel so well if you talk about me like that, you know.

Hey, you aren't going to be talked about the most.. but.. maybe.

*sigh*

Now.. for these: i think it's better if i split up categories. Using the Ross family as examples, we move on nice and smooth.


A different, detailed look.



While it's dissuaded to put details of people's clothing in stories, i would put a brief description upon introduction, while the real details comes in the biographies. Immersion is a strong point in bringing someone in to your story, and one way is to use their imagination.

Clothing is one way. But.. let's see what we've got.


SNIPPET FROM DAWN OF THE MYTHIC. AND YES, KEITH IS CONFIRMED RETURNING.


Jacob: Black leather jacket, with a horse motif behind. Mysterious zipper by his left shoulder. Thick, grey undershirt. Grey jeans. Casual climbing boots. A pendant on his neck.

Keith: A racing jacket, officially sponsored by Weider. A tourist T-shirt underneath. Navy blue jeans. Racing regulation shoes.

Rin: A one piece sports outfit reaching to her knees, with her name in Kanji all over. Knee socks underneath a pair of Nike running shoes matching the color of her outfit. Can be seen wearing a jacket with tank top and jeans instead; intending to mimic her husband. Has multiple clothing to back up her multiple aliases.

Now, it's nice to give them clothing, but it's much better to justify why. For instance, why is Rin wearing..

Hey, jerkbag! Why don't you ask?!

Keep it down, Jess..

Jake-san.. (I'm watching you.. So-me-sama..)

Justifying what one would wear would help. When we see Jacob, we can see his jacket has that zipper. Now we all know you're real sensitive with that zipper, eh cowboy?

You got that right.

We can say clothing can represent their preferences or their alignment towards a certain brand or what. We can also say that there can be more than one preference of clothing, as the ones shown around here would be preferably used as a guide rather than a uniform to follow with. Not everyday Jacob would wear his signature black jacket, or it'll go bad quick.

Especially since it's.. nicely bespoke as well.

You can also exploit why someone wears this because of their traits. Keith would've worn Jacob's jacket if he liked it, but finds a racing jacket more comfortable, for instance. Rin would wear multiple clothing to back up her alias habit. Keep it realistic.

Also, clothing doesn't make a character. It's who they are that does.


Give them a theme to go along; A leitmotif.



To bring up more interesting characters, you should put a leitmotif for your characters. For my case, i would give Jacob a dark one, Rin a rather uplifting one, while Keith carries the much more exaggerated tune. After a while, you can say the tune fits their character, and it helps us find out the world in their perspectives.

Don't give everyone a certain tune like Metallica. Try to diversify, and find a tune that fits. Take your time. I would prefer to use commercial music than other media related tunes. It'd be odd to hear the Super Mario Theme Song as someone's tune.

One instance of good leitmotifing is how SNK treats their characters with songs of their own team. There are a lot, but one certain example that i prefer is with Fatal Fury boss Wolfgang Krauser, as they gave him Mozart's Dies Irae as a theme in King Of Fighters '96. He is a scary, big and powerful mother f:censored:. Proper use of themes will give readers the small picture on what's to come when this character is present.

Still can't find that tune. You can always ask the Music forum, or myself. I deal in Golden Age rock.


Monologue them up.



One reason why Sonny's gaiden is made is to help flesh out the resident Author Avatar, (slowly) fleeing Mary Sue and Badass in one fell swoop. Gaidens are good, but be sure to apply the many rules of good story telling and fiction work. Think ahead before having them go through their current dilemma.

Still not working. Try to roleplay. Yes, I'm bringing this up.

Any tip is good, i guess...

Teeheehee..

(Those guys..) Ermm.. monologues aren't compulsory, so if you want a much less direct way to describe, it's helpful to place a biography somewhere. And when making biographies, don't just mention the minorities. Put in some relatable, realistic traits.

Speaking of traits..


Develop the traits. Not everyone is born quirky.


I'll ask this: did a clown become funny because he just is?

Maybe?

Or did he experience something beforehand that was funny? Something that influenced him? An event that changed his life?

You know, I've been thinking.. you'd make a good clown.

SHUT UP, KEITH!

Huehuehuehue.

Despite that interference, Keith here made a nice example. What's with the joking around, Keith? Were you born that way?

Of course not, silly! You should've seen the way Pa' does things.

See how Keith's development made him who he is? Genetics are an okay thing to reinforce traits, too, so parental development is thumbs up.


Mary Sue.. Away!



I've already mentioned what not to do about Mary Sues. How about you scroll back up to see what i mean? Saves me time.

Lazy bum.

*Yawns*

What is up with you two? Jake-san? Kei-san?


Common Cliches to be wary of.



When making characters, take note that here are some of the most common of all cliches, along with Mary Sues. While you can have your own variant or twist to avert it, try to keep clear of these:

- The hero of destiny, or a chosen one.
Well, there's no way God can talk to you, right?

- The slightly feminine, handsome cute guy.
Think Final Fantasy 7's Cloud. There.

- The wise old dude.
While i have Alan in this, it's more of a cliche when this old dude dies.

- The pretty, innocent damsel in distress that can't help it.
A main subject of yours truly: sexism. Don't make the females weak.

- The enigma behind the mask.
There's way too much of this, and this cliche's existence is why i want Nash as himself, and Outlaw gone.

- The super serious, super macho, high ranking soldier dude.

No, Jacob isn't this. This would be in the confides of those super cool soldier dudes, like whatever you see in Call Of Duty.

- The tragic hero who talks to himself a lot.
Hayato exists to make fun of this.

- The stereotypical hip, tough, tattooed black guy.
Gary exists to make fun of this.

- The straight up woobie.
A guy that only exists to make you want to hug him? Not everyone's THAT miserable.

- The typical attraction ratio (handsome good, ugly bad, for instance).
Give all the good traits to the good guys, let the bad guys rot, eh? NO NO NO!

- The fanservice.
Literally this means: men who are proud of their biceps and all, and women with a little WAY TOO MUCH skin on the loose. The sort of thing that would give the people weird fetishes.. yeah..


Puppet characters: how now, brown cow?



While I've already covered Mary Sues, i haven't gotten to puppets. When i mean puppet, i mean as a metaphor, not as if in Elmo, or Cookie Monster, or Puppet Pal Mitch.

So, this means that the person only plays a very small role in the story. And this means someone that plays a role, but then becomes a nobody shortly after. There are unnamed characters, but this doesn't apply for these puppet characters. Let them exist as one main character. Give them the chance.

You put a biography, that's nice, but ensure they only leave when their purpose with the main hero is finished.



And... that's that for this brief SomeDude's tips. From this, let's make sure no such character we see will fruit all sorts of entertainment, and not end up flat.

Flat?! So-me-san!

Oh 🤬!

*Leaves room*





Heh heh heh.. that's my Jess..

So, she's like a D-Cup, isn't she?

Careful, baby brother. She'll be like a hungry lion with mention of that.

Well alright, that's that.

Back to the studio, then.

That's my line!
 
Good grief! No offense, but what was the point of writing this?

Now that you mention it...

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Boredom can do lots of things to a man. Although, i did kind of point something out..

in the process of making Dawn Of The Mythic, i read online to make my story much more better in just about everything. These small sections is me just sharing it.
 
I'm sure you have nice intentions of sharing your fanfic tips. But there is no need for a thread this big dedicated for it. Not all of those who post in Race Reports are fanfic writers.

I write fanfics as a stylized way of sharing my experiences with a certain car, which is the true purpose of a Race Report. If you do want to share us tips, better put them in your thread where your fanfic is, in one simple, single post. No need to go this elaborate for you to share them.

I like your work, but I don't see the point of making a thread dedicated for fanfic tips.

I'm not trolling you or anything, just so you know.
 
When you say "CONTENT HEAVY." You really mean it, don't you? :lol:

And also, with your little fan fic tips thing. Cliches aren't always something you want to avoid. Cliches have been used many times for a reason, you know? Because they're well proven methods. I'm not saying to make the whole thing one giant cliche, but maybe minor details can be cliches for comical effect. And avoiding every cliche can be a bit of a cliche these days too. Everyone is trying to avoid cliches so much that it's a cliche.

For me personally though, I don't care if it's a cliche or any of that jazz, I just do whatever I want to do, no matter what it is. Unless it was a full blown fan fic erotica with GT6 being the basis for which car the business is done in. I wouldn't do that because it would violate the AUP, and I'd get shouted at. And I wouldn't do it because it would be the most awkward thing to write ever. :lol:

I find that basing a character on yourself can be quite a good way to go, because you know how the character would react to certain things to an extent. I'm not doing this in my current fic, but next time around, one of the characters is indeed just a very exaggerated version of myself. And that's going to be fun. :lol:
 
I can't believe i had to revive this thread.. Oh well!


SomeDude's Tips V2: Decisions, decisions, decisions. Touching on Morton's Fork in story writing.


In making the story, you make decisions. This is human nature at work, so don't worry if it takes you too long to get going.

And then, you see the words "Morton's Fork", and you think.. hey, what's this, just some theory SomeDude made up, snort snort snort..

Yeah, and no.

Morton's Fork is described as the great sadistic twist decision. When given a choice between two seemingly different options to solve a problem, the end result will always lead to the same bad, regardless of choice.

And then, you think.. what's this got to do with fiction writing or race reports or whatever, snort snort snort..

Well, Morton's Fork is pretty much, to me, making use of your decision matrix to make up the plot, or whatever you see fit. Thinking hard and long to make sure you find that flow of good storytelling to your readers, but if you turn a blind eye at Morton's Fork, you're not going to succumb easily to what pain you'll get.

You might get afraid of making a decision, and then take your leave, doing Hobson's choice. And more words? *Yawn*.

Hobson's Choice is defined as a take it or leave it, and from what I'm seeing, many have done the 'leave it'. What's wrong? If you don't have readers, that's another story altogether! I'm losing inspiration here, because there's nobody to share with, and I'm discontent with what we currently have for fiction styled race reports.

Back to Morton's. Now, how about some things that'll make some sense, hmm?


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To define a story, one must find that there's a hero, an plot device, and the opposing force.

Make sense? Good.

But along the way, making decisions is the factor that makes the who become who, and what become what? They, if you don't realize, always have a bad point to move along.

One example i like to think about was my choice regarding Gary and Ginoa (LoTD Chapter 3, Gary subplot). Did Ginoa deserve to live after the pinning of a crime done by her to her trusted ally?

I've riled Gary up so much, that he's either got to kill her or befriend her. There's no third choice, and it's stupid to make one up at the spot.

If he killed her straight away, wouldn't that make Gary... a tad too evil?

If he saved her, it would make him soft, which is a big fat NO to his character.

Gary isn't a bad guy, but what he does is bad. It's a unique situation. It's these events that make the character. You can't assume what happened has no relation to the future just nilly willy.


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The characters aren't the only ones! There's also plot deciding.

In the end, the hero would most likely win. Yes, i know, freaking cliches. But one your readers like to see.

But, take a step ahead to change. Would your readers enjoy to see the hero not get his well deserved victory?

Would you see them falter, and get a better luck next time?

Or win, and triumph, glory to what they believe in.

Personally, a defeat teaches you a lot more than winning. I don't mind winning, but there has to be a balance between being perfect and being a loser. A hero that keeps winning is a complacent hero, and we don't want that.

Also, be on the lookout for what the general readers want. It might be your story, but the readers are half the reason why it exists. Look out for some feedback that'll make your story greater than good. Trust me.


Very short tips for now. The TLDR section!

- Decisions, and they have weight in importance.
- Morton's Fork: Take account of the similar bad things with every choice, and see which is the one that's worth keeping.
- Hobson's Choice: Take it or leave it, and i want writers to keep it up, and readers to move on and start writing!
- With every decision, make sure you reflect it with a subtle or major change to plot/mood/character.
- Take account of your readers in making decisions.

Up next: I've been ranting about it too much, and it's time i get to it: MONOTONY!!
 
It's such a nice post. But then again, let me reiterate - DO YOU REALLY NEED A SEPARATE THREAD FOR FANFIC TIPS? You could just simply squeeze them all in your fanfic proper, dedicated in one single post.


Not all of those who post in Race Reports are fanfic writers.
 
Hey, emm, what's with all the negative vision? I'm disturbed of what i think is bashing over advice. Relax, it's not like this thread has anything to do with the end of the world.

I'll keep it simple.

- Story is for story thread, and tips is for tips thread. Helps reduces clutter. Thought this would be common sense.

- Hey, i do understand race reporters =/= fiction writers. The non fiction writers can just leave this alone, like a shop in the emporium you don't really have any interest in. It's not like I'm forcing everyone to come and forcibly read my tips. Sonny's Badass Gaiden might've been a magnet. :dopey:

- If what I'm doing is, in any way, wrong, i should be getting a proper warning about it, at least. I don't want more heat on this than it ever should have.

If there's anything particularly disturbing, just ask away! I'll gladly address it. Also, i know you think ill of me (for reasons i rather not divulge), so stop it, please. :sly:
 
Finally caught up on everything. I wish that there was a link at the end of the posts on the LoTD to this page. I missed out on so much!!
 
SomeDude's Tips V2: Monotony, and what is it that i mean about it.


From the word monotone, it means that in a colorful world, an aspect of it is somewhat black and white.

It easily means that nothing is changing, everything is somewhat the same, nothing is exaggerated, it's not expressed properly, no difference, blah blah blah! Put short: IT'S BORING!

And how is this a crime? Well, we will head over to the Principle Number One of fiction writing, courtesy of tvtropes.org

When you write a story, don't make it boring.

And then, you can derive on why monotony is evil. I can't make a full scale prevention, but help clean the wound, because I'm trying, and as my number one enemy, the foe is much more prevalent than you think. Of all the GT5/6 fiction, this is the most evil, most recurring nightmare, and most unrecognized villains of the fiction world.

Recognizing monotony is to understand the good and bad of any story.

To help out, we delve to each different aspect of monotony, starting with...


Grammar.


To begin, consider these sentences.


Murph heads downstairs. Murph sees bacon on the table. The bacon gets eaten.


Well, that was nice. I'm no devotee of bacon myself, but let me put it in words: it's too straight, too repetitive, too lacking of reason, along with the lack of expression. Let's mix it up, DJ!

If we're to explain this scene in a less monotone way, let's put some pizazz. And why not spice it up? The first sentence can be explained like so:


The stairs tremble as Murph heads down in a flash.


Nice? Yeah, but not all the time you want to go like this. Be creative!


Murph has a reason for nearly tripping after each step downwards.

A stampede occurs down the flight of stairs, with Murph leading the only pack.

In a rush, we see Murph blaze down the steps.



And the next sentence!


The presence of bacon lures forth Murph's sense of taste.

A lone plate of bacon serves as the catalyst for the madman's rush.

Murph seemingly locks on to the bacon, like a hawk to it's prey.



And the next!


One by one they get taken, with the man happily chewing them up.

There won't be any more left for the unfortunate man that left bacon exposed to Murph.

Murph's weakness has him submit, and then consume the piggy goodness.



Be creative. That's my best tip. Find the balance between simplicity and overly detailed, and make sure they have taste and personality.



Characters.


And monotony heads towards characters, with it regarding to them speaking similarly to one another. Bringing back Murphy Barrister, let's look at what he said about his introduction. THIS IS A GOOD EXAMPLE OF A NON MONOTONE CHARACTER, EVEN THOUGH IT'S OBVIOUSLY ME SELF PROMOTING.


"Me name's.. Murphy Barrister, but me buds call me Murph."



And why is it a good introduction? Well, it's much more different than that as follows.


Hi, I'm *name*.
I'm *name*. It's a pleasure to meet you.
My name's *name*



STOP!

Yeah, the seemingly realistic option is dull? Yep. I'm cringing to see this sort of introduction every single damn time. Like what i said above, it's expression free, it's boring, it's dull. It makes everyone seemingly generic.

Moving on, we talk about how they speak. Nobody wants to see them just say hi to their friends so casually... boring. Like this:


Hey!
Oh hey.
So... what's up?



This is a fuel for a syndrome titled: readers that'll cringe in pain. Trust me, it's happened to me already.

Put Murph in a scenario with a friend (let's call him Jake for the sake of example)


Allo, allo there, boss. What's kickin?
Murph... you know that i don't go with that name no more. It irritates me.
Sorry, mate. Is just a little force of the habit.



What can you see? Well... there's relationship points. If Murph was able to call Jake 'Boss', it shows that their relationship has weight in the way they greet and see each other.

More examples of just regular greets? Here are some random ones.


Engie, my ravenous guard dog! Care we have a chat together soon.
What's on your mind?
Nothing too serious.. *strums guitar*. ♫Is this love.. that I'm feeling..♫
No.



Something bugging you, Clark?
None of your concern, brother. It's just another of those things.
And it managed to leave an impression to you? It won't be the end for this conversation, if that's what you're hoping.


Ah! I know your scheme! Don't think about it.
Huh? What? You mean about this second seat, Kirk, my bro? *unscrews*
STOP THIS, SONNY.
♫I don't think he's ready. Kirks is mad, see? I don't think he's ready for thiis!♫



The good talking involves the inclusion of relationships, showing off traits and personality, and making it seem more human than usual. That's good.


Character personality.


Bringing back Murph a third time, how about seeing what's in a good or lacking biography.

Since this is a car based website, and having car based fiction, we get something typically like this.

Name: John Doe
Age: 33
Likes: Lancer Evos, four wheel drives, seafood.
Dislikes: Imprezas, bodykits, slow racers
Racing Skill: Know it all on rally, and 4WD.
Car: Evo 9 MR
Description: A man determined to race because of what he believes in blah blah blah.

*YAWN* I know, this is done in just 5 minutes. But, everyone's doing this, here and there. I ask: how is this guy interesting? Why would you want such a bland guy, to begin with. Even i think Murphy Barrister, as a side character, has tons more interest. How? Well, he's personified.

Whaddaya mean, SomeDude?

Well, it means Murph has character. Unfortunately, not everyone i create has character yet, and most of them (like Isamu and Daphne) are still works in progress. But let's see what it is that makes Murph stand out.


Name: Murphy 'Murph' Barrister.
Age: 29

Just something i noticed: I realized having an American or a Japanese protagonist can count as (maybe) a cliche to start with (to which I'm guilty with). Also, a nickname brings strength, and ease of making them relatable.


Likes: His car collection, parties, hot chicks, still having some sanity within, bacon.
Dislikes: Doctors, hospitals, those who thinks he's lost his mind, vegetarian food.

A more varied likes and dislikes is realistic. Not everyone has to be some sort of car nut. Also, be sure to point out strengths and weaknesses. Those characters with realistic human traits are the best characters.


Racing Skill: A risk missed is like leaving a restaurant without satisfaction.

A lot better than saying he's good. Be vague, and make them guess. It brings interest.


Car: McLaren MP4-12C "Destroyer Mix"
Description: The epitome of a risk earns reward racer. A former car thief turned to super skilled street racer, Murph's real forte is in car collecting, owning a large secure warehouse in Guildford. Despite this, he has the skills of handling just about anything with cleanliness.

Be sure to put the description with relevance to the current plot, and make it described so we can follow along what the author intended with the character's creation.

Characters make up part of the story. Without good ones, it'll all crumble.


Plot.


This is the last point, but an impactful one.

In a story, the hero battles for a goal, with an antagonist to halt that.

Boring stories always present this so linearly, and so predictable. ARGH! You'd want to mix that up.

- Make the hero deserve his victory. Be a sadist, and either make his path to glory a hard and arduous one, or one with sacrifices along the way.

- Don't have him push anything along the way to the ending. Push, as if in just have things go his/her way.

- Make the hero experience something either new or unfamiliar to him/her, so it feels like an adventure.

- Villains should be treated fairly, not as some sort of soulless puppet. The best villains are ones that are also developed along the story.

- Ensure the hero finds the sword that'll slay the bad guy. In other words, they don't get stuff for free. They either earn it rightfully, or use their own hard earned cash.

- Don't start with someone having an overpowered state, such as having access to all things. At the same time, don't start with someone that is on the opposite side of the spectrum, being too weak to do anything.

- Make the events look interesting and meaningful. A bad story has events that either leaves either a sour taste, or none at all!

- A good hero is a hero that knows his/her limits, and always relies on him/herself when it comes to effort. While it's okay to have friends help you, always remember that every opportunity isn't simply handed to you on a silver platter.

- Don't put scenes that place no relevance to the tale.

- Exaggerate! Interesting scenes will make it more memorable.


Up next: Presentation, including perspectives.
 

Grammar.


To begin, consider these sentences.


Murph heads downstairs. Murph sees bacon on the table. The bacon gets eaten.


Well, that was nice. I'm no devotee of bacon myself, but let me put it in words: it's too straight, too repetitive, too lacking of reason, along with the lack of expression. Let's mix it up, DJ!


So that means that all must be written as a figure of speech? So you want the readers scratch their heads all the time? Sometimes, simplicity is the key, and get to the point.




Characters.


And monotony heads towards characters, with it regarding to them speaking similarly to one another. Bringing back Murphy Barrister, let's look at what he said about his introduction. THIS IS A GOOD EXAMPLE OF A NON MONOTONE CHARACTER, EVEN THOUGH IT'S OBVIOUSLY ME SELF PROMOTING.

"Me name's.. Murphy Barrister, but me buds call me Murph."


And why is it a good introduction? Well, it's much more different than that as follows.


Hi, I'm *name*.
I'm *name*. It's a pleasure to meet you.
My name's *name*



STOP!

Yeah, the seemingly realistic option is dull? It makes everyone seemingly generic.


So that means even the most casual of all conversations are boring?



The good talking involves the inclusion ofationships, showing off traits and personality, and making it seem more human than usual. That's good.

This is what I only agree with, but sometimes good conversations are the ones that are direct to the point.


Character personality.
Bringing back Murph a third time, how about seeing what's in a good or lacking biography.

Since this is a car based website, and having car based fiction, we get something typically like this.

Name: John Doe
Age: 33
Likes: Lancer Evos, four wheel drives, seafood.
Dislikes: Imprezas, bodykits, slow racers
Racing Skill: Know it all on rally, and 4WD.
Car: Evo 9 MR
Description: A man determined to race because of what he believes in blah blah blah.

*YAWN* I know, this is done in just 5 minutes. But, everyone's doing this, here and there. I ask: how is this guy interesting? Why would you want such a bland guy, to begin with. Even i think Murphy Barrister, as a side character, has tons more interest. How? Well, he's personified.



So that means having a supercar with tons of money is the more interesting way to go? Just kidding around.

What if he likes 4WD cars and rallying? Then that's what makes him unique. Not everyone aspires a supercar, nor a dream job that pays six figures. You cannot deviate too much from the fact that he is a car guy. Interesting bits such as other professions can help, but this is a racing story, hence his racing skills and his car preferences must be the highlights.
 
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