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ATTENTION: READ THIS FIRST!
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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- 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.
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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..
A Bonus Page, based on the Author Avatar from Legacy Of The Dark Horse..
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.
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.
Then, the Gemasolar Power Plant.
Afterwards, a square in Syracuse.
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.
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.
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 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.
Like the rest of his Dark Horses, Sonny aims for the feel of the Viper compared to his preference for a super street demon.
His crew watches the cameras. Having known Sonny's level of racing, they expect no quarter.
0:59 - 1:27
After multiple laps, Sonny heads to the pits.
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..
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.
Sonny then would make a quick lap with the mini TA lip wing, provided by SRT.
Strangely, while he's going faster around the track, it's quiet. Too quiet.
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.
He appears to enjoy it more than when it was 6 hours ago.
Sonny: "In the gutter like them mountain boys! What an improvement!"
As Sonny brings the car through the straight, he expresses on how he enjoys the car very much by screaming like some crazy maniac.
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.
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.
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.
Laps. As if in donuts. Get it?
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!
- 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
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."
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."
Paul: "Okay.."
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Coming May 2014.
Give or take one month.
ATTENTION: READ THIS FIRST!
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 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.
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.
Then, the Gemasolar Power Plant.
Afterwards, a square in Syracuse.
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.
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.
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.
Like the rest of his Dark Horses, Sonny aims for the feel of the Viper compared to his preference for a super street demon.
His crew watches the cameras. Having known Sonny's level of racing, they expect no quarter.
0:59 - 1:27
After multiple laps, Sonny heads to the pits.
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.
Sonny then would make a quick lap with the mini TA lip wing, provided by SRT.
Strangely, while he's going faster around the track, it's quiet. Too quiet.
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.
He appears to enjoy it more than when it was 6 hours ago.
Sonny: "In the gutter like them mountain boys! What an improvement!"
As Sonny brings the car through the straight, he expresses on how he enjoys the car very much by screaming like some crazy maniac.
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.
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.
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.
Laps. As if in donuts. Get it?
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!
- 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
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."
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."
Paul: "Okay.."
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Coming May 2014.
Give or take one month.
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? I always find that cool 
