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The rain settled at the Nurburgring. Adam Woods was settling into his racing86, this was an important race for Adam his freind Ikaschi Tsunbuuka had entered Adam in the gt1000 Nurburgring, just Adams luck. Its never goes too smoothly for him. His dad competed in the GT8000 and got Adam started in go karts at the age of 13. His dad, Wayne Woods, had pulled some strings to get Adam his TOYOTA SPORT racing86 gt1000. And now Adam had made it, he was racing against Ikaschi In his golf R gt1000, it was running under team ROUGE MOTORSPORT. Wayne was trying hard to guide his son.

"Right son, don't go too fast. You want your tyres to last at least 3 laps."

The leading car was driven by Kuronni Wengazzi an African racer who honed his skills in the drought ridden desert. He was in a Lamborghini Aventador. It's yellow paint glistened in the harsh light of the fog lights, the darkness lay thick like fog. The pace car swung out of the garage where it gathered dust since the X-championships. The blue lights caught on the chromed SKYLINE R34 touring car and the colour shift red-blue paint. The cars lined up and the green light flashed. The noise of 100 engines filled the chilled air, at that moment the screech of racing tyres joined it and the flames spat out of the racers.

Adam and his dad exchanged words so naturally it was obvious they were family. Co driver Zachary Roland had gave him the signal and the 86 hurtled towards the first corner.

"What the hell? How's the 86 that quick?" Mr. Orlando thought it was too much RedBull...
"Aha. That's one down, need to gain a few places."


The 86 hit the crest and was launched in the air, he had reached 1st in class and 45th overall. And Adam wasn't done yet. 4 hours later and morning broke, the harsh greys in the air reflected the nights weather. Adam had creeped up to 31st overall. He was setting the field alight, he was on his last valid lap and he had decided to swing into the pits, his work was done, his dad was proud.

More to come...
 
Chapter 2. The contract.

After his first win Adam was feeling good, he had set a class lap record and received 100000 cr. for it, his prize money wasn't going to last long. He was searching for a car to replace his mini cooper. The first dealership seemed ok.

"Hi, how can we help you?" the woman standing before him was his mum, she worked in the TOKYO MOTORS dealership. "Oh hi Adam! Spending your money?"
"Hi mum, yea I'm looking for a car to replace the cooper."
"Well least your not buying food with it. Errr I could suggest the Fiat 500 lounge. Cute huh?"
The pop yellow paint refused to blend in with the white walls of the forecourt.
"Sure, but it's slow. I got 130000 cr. from the race. I need something for the gt2500."
"Oh so fussy, I remember when you were a kid, you loved my pink delt-"
Adam interrupted, he could see the man on the computer s******ing.
"Ok mum, I think that's enough nosta-"
He was stopped in the middle of his sentence.

Not by his mum. By the pearl white paint and carbon fibre spoiler of the Evora.

"Is that for sale?"
His mum looked and pulled a face. "Yes but that might be abit too fast. However it is 100000 cr. it was your brothers. He had 7 if you remember."
"I could get it, if you let me..."

His mum talked him out of it, even though his heart was on it. He found nothing he liked so he left for Cotê D'Azur. He felt too common to go there, so he packed his tuxedo. On the journey he ran into an old freind at Monza, Doctor Simoa Nazree, he drove an equally rubbish Fiat 500 in... Pop yellow, like the one from the dealer back home.

"Hello Adam, what brings you here?" his voice had lost its energy and his eyes were pale, he looked to have aged 20 years in a couple of months.
Adams voice had changed as well, in a monotonous deep drone he said. "I was on my way to Cotê D'Azur and I heard you were working here. How are you?"
"I have great concern, my team needs a gt driver for the race at Suzuka, hey how would you like to drive for me!?" the docs voice had a tone as if he had a sugar rush, he was twitching.
"What me?!? I'm no good you can easily find someone better."

The doc knew Adam too well, he knew Adam was just being humble and repeated the offer. Only this time he was going to drive in the gt3000. The GTGB had allowed it. The other driver professor Reynolds had pulled in.

The doc told proRey he was fired. Reynolds had went to hit the doc, Adam had blocked him.

"So this is your new project eh? Well you won't last long in the big league. I SWEAR WHEN I GET ANOTHER TEAM I WILL CRUSH YOU UNDER MY RIGHT FOOT!" proRey (a combination of PROfessor REYnolds) then walked away, fists still clenched, eyes fixed straight ahead. Towards a silver Zonda the v12 screamed into life and grumbled as the car lay idle.

The doc sighed and shook it off. " He won't get another contract, he was only in training, we sunk a lot into him, any way stay in the Geandè Okèmä. We'll talk tommorow."

Adams mini rattled into life as it was showing its dying days. He went to sleep, morning wasn't long away. It was the start of his life.

More to come.
 
Chapter 3. Old friends?

After the sun had rose and the light glistened off the minis mirrors and the doc introduced Adam to Dr. Steindavork of Ex Mercedes fame, he designed the sl55 shadOw 100 edition but was fired as his cars were too uncontrollable.

"Ah you must be Adam Ja?"
"Yes I am, nice to meet you."
"Ze feelingz mutual. Zoo are Ze new driver of my new GTr touring car. Zoo be careful wiz zis, it ez worzth 1000000 cr. okay?" his voice had a hint of bond villain to it and he was eager to see what Adam could do.
"I have 1 request, a new car." his request was said with a hint of command, there was no haggling.
"We can't promise much but ve vill try."

There was a long pause. It was interrupted by a black M5 swivelling in front of the 3 men. The headlights shone for a second and the light died, the door opened and a man in a black racing suit stepped out. Followed by a woman in a white flame suit, she spoke in a brittle voice.

"Mr... Er... Steindavork, I am Mrs. Chapman, I have a proposition for you..."
"Ve have no business to dizcuz. I left AMG 2 years ago, no more deals."
"Really? You think I'm from AMG? I have a BMW. No, I'm from Rouge motorsport, my boss has requested Stelheim racing merges with my company, RMS will have the majority of the money so, it will still be RMS."
"We need to talk money, how much will we get?" the doc interrupted.
"You will get a minority share."
"Well think about it."

As quick as it died the M5 burst into life. It sounded like a speced up diesel 5 series. It wafted down the road. And vanished...

"Wait, my friend Ikazchi drives for RMS we could be a team."
"Vell not quite, Mrs. Chapman may put you into higher tier racing, zey have money after all."
"Kœn is right, we can't sign the deal just yet."
At that moment a MK1 golf gti pulled up. It was Ikazchi.

"Hi Adam."
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to join you in Stelhiem. In the gt3000."
"How? Were you recruited?"
"Yep, I quit RMS. Steindavork sent for me."
"Wow."

Ikazchi smiled. They fell silent.

Before them, a 458 stood, it's paint was traditionally red. The doors were open. The keys were in, Ikazchi looked at Adam. Steindavork ushered them into the car. The doors slammed shut, the traction control off. The track empty. The 458 exited the pits. Adam displayed a natural talent. This was the first taster of high power. He liked it...

More to come.
 
The 458 lap.
Adam flicked the red car to the left, it briskly followed. The rear tyres gave up, launching the car into a slide. Adam hit the throttle, the 458 duly blasted towards corner 2, the apex shook the cars suspension. The brakes glowing orange Ikazchi screamed.

"Faster man! Faster!"

He was pale, his stomach had gave up. This was lap 4 of the Velkänä. Adam had overdone it, he had destroyed the rear tyres. On the return to the pit lane Adam was pleased with himself, he had out done the 458s insane technology.

"I didn't mean it literally y'know!" groaned Ikazchi. His face still pale and his hands shaking.
"Have a drink of water." Adams smugness was justified, he had lapped Velkänä faster than any road car ever.

"You sick? Here take drink. Gives boost!" the short Japanese man was Ikazchis dad, Mitsuobuka, he wore a suit and like Japan's trains he was consistent, never early or late. He had flown over from Tokyo to Italy to see his son.

"You make me laugh Adam, you go too fast!" his face was wrinkled and his smile revealed pearl white teeth.

"Oh thank you father!" Ikazchi acted different around Mitsuobuka.

The 458s v8 revved inviting Adam to have another go. He couldn't refuse.

"Wanna nother go?"

"I don't want to see my cereal again thanks!" Ikazchi had cringed at the thought.

The door had shut Adam waved and set off for one more lap.

More to come.
 
Chapter 4 The new wheels

The 458 ticked itself cool, mr Tsunbuuka looked at its engine.

"I prefer v6 turbo of gtr, more clean. This v8 too noisy, I like Italian cars but no car close to gtr!" Tsunbuuka exclaimed. His facial expression verging on disgust.
"The gtr is great but not the best japanese export." Adam thought of his next few words. "The lfa seems more of a sports car."
"Lfa no good, hyped Toyota celica! Too big price. Too big engine! No driving focus!" mr Tsunbuuka had looked up from the chromed horse logo on the v8. "I own 2 toyotas, they both scrapped! Ha ha, I own Nissan fair lady, never sell, never scrap!" he seemed like he was thinking of the fair lady.

At that moment Adam climbed into his mini. It coughed into life and rattled off down the ssr7 and the surf blue paint vanished into the night, only to be revealed by the fireworks. Soon he reached the tunnel, the light ment his mini was no longer a ghost. A rough sound vibrated in the tunnel, it wasn't the mini. Adam looked into his mirror and a Ferrari enzo was being tailed by a murcielago COPPER edition, the sound hit the walls and bounced back, it was like god was shouting the odds at the devil. They narrowly missed the trundling mini and had vanished as quickly as they came.

when Adam stopped the Ferrari was being driven by Mrs. Chapman, the Lamborghini by RMS boss Callum Jessamine. The first thing you notice is Callum's car reflected his hair, copper like. The second is he just loves driving, he didn't stop to chat. Just screeched off. Mrs. Chapman remembered Adam from Monza.

"Thought about our deal?"
"Yes, we're not signing, Steindavork doesn't want to do deals with your company."
"Shame. I need the brains of Steindavork and errr the doc."
"Hmp, how charming. No driver eh..."
"Well... We could use one, especially with your skills..."

She opened the door and ushered him into the driver seat.

"When my boss returns you will race him. If you win you shall earn 300000 cr. if you lose you get nothing." the copper paint shone in the light, the enzo blocked the road so the murcielago would stop.

The brakes locked up and Jessamine stopped, he knew what was ahead.

The phone rang.
"Ok, whats the prize?"
"Adam woods will receive 300000 cr. if he wins, if he loses he gets nothing."
"Ha! Ok then."

The cars revved. The turbo on the enzo let a surge of power out, the rear tyres smoked. The Lamborghini just launched, no wheel spin. They turned the corner and at the end of it jessamine was ahead.

"Easy. Come on Adam you're just not fast eno-"

Adam roared past.

"Well, that's you quiet."

At 215mph the enzo burst out of the tunnel, the light twinkled in the mirrored plastic, the exhaust burst with a thump. The enzo changed up and Adam looked in his mirror. The Lamborghini had just burst out of the tunnel. He was 5 seconds behind.

Jessamine had tried to overtake but the road wasn't wide enough.

"Ha, fat Lambo."

Adam had took the prize money and headed to the dealership nearby. His mini was repaired, he drove and reminisced all the times he had in the mini, he didn't want to sell it. He arrived at the dealership.

"Ah that mini is lovely, but it isn't very well kept. 1500 cr. fot it!"
"Not for sale. I'm looking for a new car I have 400000 cr. fuel and repairs are a nightmare in the mini."
"Ah enduro racer eh? Gt1000? Gt3000?"
"Gt3000."
"New car eh? Take a look."

The computer displayed all the cars in the showroom.
There was:
Audi Quattro. 80000cr.
"A legend sure but, I don't want a legend."
Fiat 500 lounge SS. 20000cr.
"No, it's pink!"
Pagani Zonda c12. 450000cr.
"Ohhhhh, dream car."
Bugatti veyron. 1500000cr.
"Oh god. It's fast but not that nice."
Lamborghini Aventador. 400000cr.
"Mmmmm, Italian."
Toyota gt86. 30000cr.
"Stable, boring."
Lotus Elise RM. 90000cr.
"I'll take it. Oh wait, I won't."
Caterham fireblade7. 90000cr.
"Barg, no roof!"

There was nothing here Adam liked.

"Well there's nothing here for me."
"You checked the other menu yet?"
"No."

The computer terminal was reactivated and Adam looked.
Mclaren mp4 12c. 243000cr.
"Mmmmm Englander!"
Nissan gtr modded. 120000cr.
"Tempted."
Audi r8 v10 modded. 200000cr.
"Na! I'll pass."
Gtbycitroen modded. 2000300cr.
"Too expensive!"
Mercedes sl55 shadOw 100. 200000cr.
"Ahh, Steindavork worked on this. Then got fired..."
Lamborghini murcielago COPPER edition. 250000cr. (used)
"Like Callum's, slower than an Enzo but, look at it!"

The car that seemed best was the murcielago. Adam payed for it and had the mini was shipped to his home at La Sarthe. He drove the murcielago to le Sarthe.

More to come.
 
Chapter 5. The debut.

The sun sank over Suzuka as the final preparations were underway. The pit lane garages littered with tools, workers and cars. One of these garages was home to Team POLYPHONY inc. they would be campaigning a gtr spec-v and a gtr full racing works. The driver was a tall, thin man called Kazunori Yamauchi, he was surveying both cars when a camera cast its electronic eye over him and a mic was help to his mouth.

"So mr Yamauchi, your first thoughts on the cars?" she spoke in a warm, inviting tone. Her translator didn't. He seemed to be intimidate Kazunori.
"(translated) It will win. I shall drive the racing works car, it is fast! I will take honour from victory!"
"What are your thoughts on Steindavork and his new drivers?"
"(translated) Adam is quick. No denying, Ikazchi is close friend of mine. I wish them luck, same to all drivers here, now!"
"Well so do we. Thank you for your time Kazunori. We now move to the newest champion runners Rouge Motorsport." the camera blacked out. In a split second a different camera cut to the RMS garage. It circled the car before zooming in on the two engineers sipping their coffee.
At the instant Mr. Jessamine appeared out of the door marked "authorised persons only."
"Hello Callum!"
"Hello mr. Roberts." It was obvious Callum was spooked by the camera. He didn't look into it, he just looked next to it.
"We've asked the rest of the teams, thoughts on the new drivers?"
"We are concerned, both are talented. We wanted them in our car, they're Simoas unfair advantage." he stared at the clock spun round and took an engineer to one side, he spoke away from the others. As the camera spotted them the conversation stopped, the engineer walked away. Collecting an air gun on the way.

It was 1 hour before inspection and Wengazzi's Aventador had been disqualified due to the larger than allowed fuel tank. He wouldn't be competing today, giving all other drivers a chance. Kœn had been working for 2 years for this day. You could tell by his eyes.

"Now Adam, I vant zoo to vin zis race, okay?"
"Don't worry, I won't lose." he seemed surprised at Kœns lack of faith.
"Ve shall nut get involved in zere silly little competizione, we set Ze benchmark, understand?"
"Yes."

At that moment a man in a white coat had come to inspect the car being raced. He was tall and stocky, his brunette hair trapped in a hair net. His voice was gravelly, rough, nasely.

"I'm the inspector, names Sam, is this Steinhelm Motorsport?"
"Ja, zis is our car."

The car would spend an hour being inspected before the race...

More to come.
 
You can import pictures from your PSP or USB stick, then import them into your computer. Upload to flickr and copy the BB code.
 
I don't mean to insult you, but this just feels like the 1st draft of my fanfic Hashiriya - back in a time when I didn't know how to transfer photos from GT4 onto a memory stick, and my chapters were written in about 10-20 minutes.
 
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I don't mean to insult you, but this just feels like the 1st draft of my fanfic Hashiriya - back in a time when I didn't know how to transfer photos from GT4 onto a memory stick, and my chapters were written in about 10-20 minutes.
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Once I get into the racing it will improve. Unless its just a quick chapter to link 2 together!
 
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Character bio\\\[adam woods]
Age. 21
Born in. London. Uk
Related characters.
Wayne woods-father
Melissa Woods-sister
Emily nardo-mother
Drives. Toyota 86gt. Lotus Elise (modded).
First win.
KartKup 2000. Short track 1.
Random fact.
Has a list of 100 things to do before he dies. 62% done.

///Wayne woods
Age 48
Born in. Monaco.
Related characters.
Adam woods-son.
Melissa woods-daughter.
Emily nardo-girlfriend.
Drives. Nissan z33. Lotus Elise (shared with Adam. Red bull x2011.
First win.
According to him. Being born. In reality. International touring cup 1992.
Random fact.
Drove a art Morrison corvette from Monaco to the Tokyo ITc in 1989 against his teammate Mukio Aziku and got there 2 hours before Mukio. He lost the race due to a brake cooling problem when the discs caught fire and burst the tyres hitting the fuel tank and leaking fuel causing a major fire, Wayne got out just in time.

///Ikazchi tsunbuuka.
Age. 23
Born. Fukuoka. Japan
Related characters.
Ysin Tsunbuuka-father
Xyleto Hikeo-girlfriend
Drives. Nissan fairladyZ. Vw beetle. Owns a cizeta v16t but doesn't drive it.
First win.
Tokyo ITc 5th round race.
Random fact.
Lives in France. Near circuit de la sarthe. He races there at weekends in his Nissan.

///Callum 'r3al!ty' Jessamine.
Age. 18.
Born. Carlisle. Uk
Related characters.
Naoise Faradaiy-Girlfriend
Drives. Toyota gt86. Toyota ft86. Mazda furai. Lamborghini aventador. Ford focus st RT edition.
First win.
Although he has the cars he hasn't raced competitively yet.
Random fact.
Owns team RougeTuning. The small Motorsport division set up at the airport in Carlisle and tested on the roads around it.

///Ysin tsunbuuka
Age. 51
Born. Tokyo. Japan
Related characters.
X-unknown
Ikazchi tsunbuuka-son
Drives. Nissan gtr tc. Nissan gtr black edition. Nissan r34 skyline Gt5ltd ver.
First win.
Japanese street Tokyo CopRace.
Random fact.
Was an illegal racer in his youth. He raced in a series called CopChase. A highly illegal race which promotes wreck less driving.

///Elise Chapman
Age. 34
Born. Madrid. Spain.
Related characters.
Callum jessamine-boss.
Drives. Suzuki swift. Tesla roadster. Nissan leaf.
First win.
Never competed. Sees cars as fashion items rather than track tools.
Random fact.
An environmentalist at heart but works for a racing company. She owns numerous electric cars to offset this fact. All in green.

///X
Age. ???
Born. ???
Related characters.
Ysin tsunbuuka-target
Drives. Bugatti veyron. Ferrari f40. "night stalker" isf.
First win.
???
Random fact.
Nobody knows who he/she is. They don't talk to their victims they just destroy them.

/// 5ystem.
Age. 25.
born. Salzburg. Austria.
Related characters.
UpL0ad-teammate.
Drives. Ginetta g4.
First win.
Big$hot trophy. A race on a closed circuit in Salzburg.
Random fact.
Was going into wrc but Citroen found Sebastian loeb first.

///UpL0ad.
Age. 26.
Born. Salzburg. Austria.
Drives. GolfR drifter. Shelby ac 427 (rated at 800 bhp/tonne).
First win.
Big$hot trophy. The year before 5ystem.
Random fact.
Once had a 1200bhp ac427 with a Bugatti engine but he crashed it during a rain shower at the ring, he was hospitalised for 2 months and missed out on the big$hot trophy for that year. Letting 5ystem win.

All for now
 
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///prologue
As this is just an intro there are no pictures.

The road was nearly clear, 5 miles of rolling, Italian hills. Peaceful. Picturesque. Then suddenly the peace was disrupted by the thrum of a boxer engine. Then the car behind. A tesla. Painted in green, the irony. The boxer engine belonged to an ft86. The ft86 was being piloted by r3al!ty, actual name Callum Jessamine, a CEO of RougeMotorsport tuning. The tesla by ms Chapman, Callum's assistant, she is an environmentalist working for the biggest Motorsport company to take part in InternationalTouring cup. Even more irony.

At the same time in Le mans, a Nissan fairladyZ drifted around the Porsche curves while being tailed by a gt86. Adam woods was in the gt86 and his friend Ikazchi was in the Z. 13 seconds ahead was a gtr black edition, the man in the gtr was being driven by Ysin tsunbuuka, Ikazchis dad. About a minute ahead of him was a red-bull x2011 piloted by Wayne woods, he is Adams dad, and he is one of only 12 drivers fit enough to drive an x2011 at all.

In the city of Madrid a Ginetta and a Shelby ac427 drove out into the street. Both drivers originated from Salzburg, and both have won the big$hot trophy. One man, 5ystem, is driving the Ginetta. The other, upL0ad, driving the ac.

Back in Italy the tesla had spun.

"aw ****!" Elise shouted.
"Ha. That's why petrol power always wins!"

The ft86 stopped and jessamine stepped out of his car. Upon removing his helmet his copper like hair shone in the sun. Elise folded out of the tesla, removed her helmet and let her brunette locks run down to her shoulders, she removed the nomex suit to reveal a red blouse and jeans.

"stop drooling." Elise said. "it's embarrassing."
"I'll try not to" Callum winked to her.
"awww cute." Elise winked back.

Then suddenly a loud roar shook the teeth of the shepherds and their sheep, an f40 pulled up, it's red paint glinted in the dying light. The flap in the window opened and the woman inside was Melissa Woods. She was a blonde, wave haired 27 year old. It was Adams sister, trailing for a place in ROUGEacademyX, she set the fastest lap of the week and immediately just drove off. Setting another lap.

Each person had set their eyes on the ITc win.

More to come.
 
Nearly every GT5 story/race report needs either pictures, or extremely detailed lines concerning the event/race, or else we can't visualise the event/race very well.

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A good example to follow: VTiRoj's "Ready Steady Go" series features many pictures to accompany the text.
 
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Nearly every GT5 story/race report needs either pictures, or extremely detailed lines concerning the event/race, or else we can't visualise the event/race very well.

Refine+add pictures=👍

A good example to follow: VTiRoj's "Ready Steady Go" series features many pictures to accompany the text.
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It's the prologue so I didn't put loads of effort in. The chapters will be better.
 

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