The Fast and The Furious

[Steva1091]

?This thread is like The fast and the Furious (Of course it is its the name of the thread) except, different characters and a kind of different storyline, all of this will be explained in a minute.

Characters:
Undercover cop = Steva1091 (ME)
Girl Undercover cop goes for = Otra
Leader of Street Gang = Jokerwild
Members of Street Gand (Males and Females) = VeXeR, Amy (Roleplay), Kensuke.
Anyone else you can think of:

My Character:
Name: Alec Ferrangson
Age: 24
Eye Color: Dark Green
Hair Color: Brown
Hair Length: Natural, goes down to ears.
Car:
http://www.streetclubgallery.zoomshare.com/album/Modified%20Cars/images/58be06b570d37ddb68491d121e17f896_11205563330/thumb.jpg

Storyline: very similiar to what happens in the fast and the furious but like i said earlier different characters and different cars.

(Posting will begin when the Girl Undercover cop goes for and the leader of the street gang are taken)

 

[JokerWild]

Seems interesting, wonder why peps aren't lined up to join?!?

Name: Brian "Smokes"
Age: 24
Eye Color: Light-Brown
Hair Color: Black, dyed light green and sometimes red.
Hair Length: Usually braided or in an wild afro.

Info: Born and raised in the streets he worked his way up from the bottom, now him and his gang "own" just about every block in the city. He's called Smokes because he's known for leaving any challenge breathing the smoke his exhaus releases.

Storyline: very similiar to what happens in the fast and the furious but like i said earlier different characters and different cars.

(I'm posting for the role of Leader of Street Gang, I wouldn't mind bein a member of the street gang if someone else wants the role.)

 

[VeXeR]

Name: Michael "Vexer"
Age: 22
Eye Color: blue
Hair Color: Dyed blond hair
Hair Length: Short
My car, My car in action

Info: Michael is around 180cm tall and takes up his space. He is a strongbuild racer, thought not a brute he is not taken on without a second thought. Frequently wears a t-shirt and jeans, occasionally you see him with a cap, but this mostly happens when in bad mood. He knows how to race and is amoung the best of the best, he knows his mechanics but does not mind the help of other more experinced mechanics. And that is where Taj comes in, this master mechanic has been a friend of Michael for a long time. They often throw work at the other and help each other out.

(I'm posting for the role a member of the street gang.)

 

[Otra]

Name: Taj Sharma
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Ethniticity: Indian
Role: Member of the Streetgang (possible girl who catches cop's eye)
Appearance: A pretty, soft looking, petite girl, she looks nothing like a mechanic should. Slim build, modest breasts, and "just wide enough" hips, under all her soft curves is a taut muscular build. Her skin is the color of cinnamon and darker on her arms and face. Her black hair is long and her sideswept bangs are usually pinned out of her face. Dark chocolate eyes peek behind long black lashes. Her nose is pierced with a diamond stud on the left side. Her left ear is pierced with silver hoops all up the side, her right ear is pierced with a single silver stud.
Attire: A tight black tank, short frayed denim shorts, grey trainers without socks, and a large toolbelt slung long across her hips.
Quick History: An American born Indian, she once wanted to major in Quantum Physics and Chemistry. Became enthralled with a Mechanical Engineering degree, much to the dismay of her parents. While there she got mixed up with the "wrong" people and started going to street races. Taj doesn't race, as a rule, but she likes to help out with people's cars; she's getting quite the reputation.

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OOC: Hope that's cool, you guys needed a girl.

 

[Amy (Roleplay)]

Name: Alicia ..........?
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brunette
Height: 5'1
Role: Member of the Streetgang (Younger sister of the head of the street gang)

Appearance: Alicia is a pretty girl with soft skin, Her breasts are just the perfect size and her curves do not dissapoint...
Her hair goes down to her shoulders,her skin is tanned from the hot sun.

Attire: Black, frayed, Short Skirt, which goes down to halfway between her knees and her thighs, A White Tank Top, Black Shoes.

 

[Kensuke]

Name: Kenith
Age: 23
Ethniticity: Half Japanese Half American
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Black
Hair Color: Blue
Role: Member of the Streetgang
Appearance: Something like this

 

[Steva1091]

IC:

Alec ran his hand over the edge of the bonnet of his car, admiring the excellent paintwork, he had been given his orders earlier this week he was to infiltrate a nearby street-gang who were the main suspoects in the recent Highway robberys, they would drive their cars up next to trucks, lorries anything that looked like it was carrying something expensive, then they would obviously sell it or use it themselves.

It was Alec's job to infiltrate the gang and find out if they were behind the Highway Robberys and if they were then the SWAT team would bring them in.

Alec moved back to the side of the car and opened the door, grabing his gun from the roof of the car he put it in his Gun-houlster and hopped into the car, starting the engine, he drove down the street and then parked it outside his undercover workplace, the manager knew who he was...who he really was, but had been sworn to secrecy.

He hopped out of his car and entered the building...

 

[Otra]

A short, soft woman walked slowly down the sidewalk, her fingers tangled up in her hair to keep it off her neck and her hips swayed lazily. She'd spent the morning working on cars or talking about working on cars or thinking about working on cars; now she was off to look at some parts. Everyone seemed to be hiding in the woodwork and she was getting bored.

"Hey, Uncleji, got anything for me to play with today?"

Taj strode through the doors and grinned, her tools jingling around her hips. Propping her elbows up on the counter, her dark eyes scanning the room, she picked up the nearest shiney metal thing and started running her fingers along it. Catching sight of a guy she'd never seen before, Taj winked and flashed a grin.

 

[Steva1091]

"Hey, Uncleji, got anything for me to play with today?"

Alex turned his head to see who had entered the store, it was a girl, he had seen photos of her, she seemed to be running her hands across a metal thing, suddenlly her eyes flashed up and she winked at him and flashed a grin, he smiled, and walked up to Mr tallasher the owner of the store...

"Alright Mr Tas thats the shelves done"

Mr tallasher turned to him and said

"Oh Hey Alec i want you to meet someone, this is Taj Sharma, one of the best Mechanics around these parts"

"Oh Hi" He said Smirking he out-stretched his hand to shake hers and continued "Like he said I'm Alec..."

 

[Otra]

"One of the best, Uncleji? I thought I was the best."

Taj pouted when she was introduced, letting the small part slip out of her fingers, and pulled herself up onto the counter. Holding out her hand, twisting her hair up with her free hand, she took a minute to study the guy in front of her.

"Nice to meet you, Alec. Supposing as I've never seen you before, I'd hazard a guess that you're new. So, where are you from?"

 

[Steva1091]

"Nice to meet you, Alec. Supposing as I've never seen you before, I'd hazard a guess that you're new. So, where are you from?"

"Oh further North, i doubt you,ve been there anyways, your a mechanic huh where's your workshop, my ride could do with a fix"

Of course Alec knew full well where her workshop was it was under surveillance, as was her home and of course Smokes place was under surveillance the most.

 

[Otra]

"I've been all over the place, doll."

The young woman grinned again, her dark eyes skimming over his body for a moment, and slid back down. Whoever he was, he didn't seem like he wanted to play. Fishing in her pocket, Taj pulled out a handful of bills and threw them on the counter. Picking up the part she'd been looking at earlier, she tilted her head to catch Mr. Tallasher's expression. Sure she'd paid enough, Taj motined to the door.

"Pretty baby you got out there...what'd ya do that she needs fixing? Let me get my bike and you can follow me out."

It was obvious he raced and Taj didn't get in cars that raced -- even when used for pedestrian purposes. Considering those that she found herself in company with, her bike became her lifeline. An old Harley, nothing fancy, dirty cheap when she'd bought it and now worth plenty since her hands had gotten ahold of it.

 

[Steva1091]

"Pretty baby you got out there...what'd ya do that she needs fixing? Let me get my bike and you can follow me out."

He nodded and said "Yeah okay"

He followed her out of the front door, before heexited he nodded to Mr Tallasher and then closed the door, following her around the building, he stopped at his car, opened the door and got in...

After about a minute or so, a black Harley pulled up beside him, she flicked up the visor of the helmet and winked at him before pulling away, he started his engine and followed her...

 

[Otra]

He was quiet and it bothered her. The men she knew were either the overprotective big brother types or salivating at her feet. This Alec didn't fit the mold. And it pissed her off. So, perhaps she was taking him to the garage because she was bored. Or perhaps it was for the money. Or, maybe, it was because Taj wanted to see if she could get a proper response out of the boy.

It didn't take long, though longer than if she'd been by herself, to navigate her way to the shop. Easy to find because everyone wanted to stop in and chat. A status thing. Much better than majoring in Quantum Physics. Slidding off her bike, Taj checked around and noted that no one seemed to be in. Just her and the stranger. Couldn't be too horrid if Mr. Tallasher liked him.

"Here, pull her around through...there. So, what seems to be the problem?"

 

[Steva1091]

He Followed her, but it wasn't that far he could easily find it again by himself, when they reached the shop, she stopped her bike, slid off and said

"Here, pull her around through...there. So, what seems to be the problem?"

He nodded and turned his car into the garage, parking it, opened the door, he stepped out and headed to the tail of the car where Taj was and said

"Well I think my nitrogen connection has gone bust, last time it took a minute before the fuel got the extra boost, i could do with some more Nitro if you got any, i need this car to be at top performance for tonights race, you goin to that, i heard that Smoker was"

He looked into her eyes, hoping to get a reaction from the word "Smoker", the girl was nice, under normal circumstance he would have asked her out but this was professional...

 

[VeXeR]

Just as he mentioned "Smokes" they could hear a motor reving up outside. And in through the garage doors drives a silver Skyline with blue vinyls and sponsor tags. Engine reving up a few more times before the Skyline comes to a halt next to Alec's car.

Turning off the engine Michael stepped out with a grin.
"Hey there Taj, what up girl. Got anything for me or are you busy" He said with a teasing smile as he looked to Alec.
"But hey anyway i need you to look at my Nitrous, i've modified the build to boost the performance. I havn't tested it yet though, i tought i'd drop by and hear your oppinion."

He slowly ran his hand down the side of his car and he walked towards the two.

 

[Otra]

"I'll see what I can do."

Taj was studying the car, running her fingers along the hood, inspecting it from top to bottom. A messed up nitrogen connection on something this nice...she didn't want to think about it. Must be another spoiled rich kid with money to burn.

"I go watch and maybe do a last minute check. A lot of that money you guys throw around ends right back into my pocket, I like that. Smokes."

She took her eyes off the car for a moment to settle her gaze on the apparently spoiled, and now very nosey, rich kid. Shaking her head, Taj rolled her eyes and settled back to her work when she heard Michael's engine revving. She could distinguish that sound from anywhere.

"I wouldn't worry your pretty little head too much about him. Funny, you being so up North and all that you'd hear about him. Hey, Mike! This guy wants to know if Smokes is coming tonight."

Wiping her hands off on the seat of her pants, Taj momentarily abandoned Alec's car to take a look at Michael's. Giving him a one armed hug even as she swung around, she gave his modifications a once over and nodded.

"I think that should be okay, but, test it out while we're all here. Here about that kid in the papers? Blew himself up, bummer. Oh, can you get me the Nitro on the top shelf? Almost done over here. Shouldn't be this busy on race day, you know...you guys should know better. Even if he doesn't."

 

[VeXeR]

"Sure thing"

Michael walked around the shop as if it was his own, it seemed like he knew every corner of it. He walked to the over to the nitro and picked it up for Taj.

"Here you go Taj." He steped back to watch Taj work her magic pauses their conversation for a minute before continuing.

"Girl you know i'm a racer, thats what i do, race!" he looked grinning up at Alec. "So you are coming to the race tonight aswell? Cool, then maybe i'll race ya. But , uh, what do you want with Smoker anyway?

In the mean time Taj was done loading the nitro and he walked to his car to drive it to the test pit. He checked everything was in place and that the car was hooked up as it should, before starting it and revving it up. He looked out the window and smiled a Taj,

"sounds good, don't it" With that he gave it some more throttle and watched the rpm climb. When the RPM was right he fired the nitro, a hissing could be heard through the entire garage, flames coming from the exhaust and the car began to slide abit from side to side. After af few seconds he let the throttle down again and climbed out the car.

"Yeeah!! Good work Taj, thats perfect, oh man you gotta love that!"

 

[Otra]

"He's such a fucking show off."

She just grinned, watching Michael test out his modifications; sure she could have done better but not particularily worrying about it. He'd done just fine. Studying Alec's car a bit more, her hands black from picking up something and not wiping it off, Taj stepped back and nodded.

"Should work fine. You should treat your car like a lady, you know."

That's her usual line, one that most of the hot shot 'break you neck' racers have heard far too often. But, she figures if she says it enough that maybe they'll start listening. Grabbing a rubber band from somewhere, Taj sets her hair up into a loose bun and walks over to the lone sink in the corner. Washing her hands, she makes sure to keep an eye on Alec.

"Let's just say that this time, that's free. Next time, however, you'll owe me. Especially if you make out with any money tonight."

 

[VeXeR]

"He's such a fucking show off."

Michael grinned at the comment. He thought he would stick around, something told him that Taj wasn't sure about this guy, so to be there just in case, he waited for the two to be done with buisness leaned in over the roof of his car.

 

[VeXeR]

// OOC: *bump* has this thread gone dead? //

 

[Fluufy578]

OCC: Mind if I jump in?

Name:Finn
Age:21
Height:6 foot
sex: female
Apperance:shoulder length blue hair with green and white highlights
always wears black clothing
multiple piercings and tattoos
car:69" Ford mustang, black with red and orange flames down the side and a skull on the hood.
wants to be a mamber of the streetgang

 

[JokerWild]

Smokes was sleeping peacefully even though it was in the middle of the afternoon, a night of racing and dodgeing the police could take the energy out of anyone. He woke up to hear his cell phone ringing, groaning he rolled over reached out to the dresser beside him and picked it up not bothering to see who was on the other end.

"What's up?" he said into the phone. On the other end he could hear a women breathing. "Wassup papi? I see you got home in one peice, how about it? You going to the race tonight?" said the woman on the other end. Smokes closed his cell phone hanging up on the girl. "Idiot..." he said to himself as he walked to his bathroom to take a shower.

Of course he would be there, as he stepped into the shower he let the hot water beat down on him waking him up. Turning off the water he walked back to his bedroom not caring if he got the floor wet or not, grabbing a towel he dried off and walked to his closet. Reaching in he grabbed a pair of black jeans, a green shirt with a black yin-yang sign on the back and a pair of black timbs. As he got dressed he looked around. "What to drive?" he thought as he stood up stretching, still tired as hell from the night before.

He stepped out of his bedroom and began to walk down the hallway, the house he was in was big but not fancy. The only thing big about it was the backyard which he kept three of his cars and the large garage attached on the side where he could keep up to six cars. "Drove the Saleen S7 last night time for the Lamborghini Gallardo today." he thought as he made his way to the kitchen, on the side of the backdoor were several dozen car keys hanging on the wall. Grabbing a set he walked out the backdoor.

The sun burned his eyes making him close them until he could adjust to the bright light. "Damn...forgot my shades." he thought as he opened them and walked to a silver 2-door, futuristic looking sports car. He had 20 inch spiked rims on the tires, though the spikes looked as though they were made only for style they could also be used to rip through another car's tires when racing, something Smokes did when racing against an enemy.

As he jumped in he cranked up the car and revved the engine, there were several computer screens on the dashboard, and a eletronic keyboard on the steering wheel. "Dial Taj..." he said aloud. A beeping sound could be heard throughout the car as he began to pull out of the backyard and into the street. The answering machine sounded with Taj's voice on it. "Damn...Taj you there?

I need you to look at my sounds, speaker is busted in the Mercedes-Benz, whenever you get the chance take a look at it, see you at the race tonight." he said ending the call. Revving the engine again he ran a red light and continued to speed down the highway...

 

[Otra]

Taj decided to ignore the two men in her garage; she was used to people milling around. Finishing cleaning up, the morning had been too busy for almost anything, she decided it was high time to take a look at her bike. The young mechanic was a strange one -- she'd fix any car and attended races, but, refused to even be in the passenger seat of one.

Sighing loudly and detatching her tool belt from around her hips, she hoisted herself up from her crouched position when the sharp ring of her phone tore through the silent shop. Always fucking calling -- it never fucking stopped; sometimes she wondered why she got into the business. Especially working with Smokes' gang. It didn't take her too long to jog her memory.

"Damn...Taj you there? I need you to look at my sounds, speaker is busted..."

Groaning when she finally did pick up the phone, Smokes's voice ringing clearly on the voice mail, she nodded in silent reply and clicked the phone shut. At least he didn't have the audacity to force last minute repairs on her. It was always bound to happen, someone always asked. Knowing he'd be there eventually, Taj rolled her eyes and finally decided to call him back.

"Hey, it's me. I'll be in the shop all day, stop by whenever."

 

[VeXeR]

Michael decided to leave Taj alone to fix for bike for some time and get something to eat in the mean time. So he waved goodbye to Taj, who was on the phone, and yelled "I'll be back, just gonna get some food" before he got in his car.

He backed slowly out of the garage and turned to get out on the road before revving up his engine and almost reacing max burn before letting it rip. The distinct smell of burning rubber soon surrounded the area and everybody if a three block radius could hear him coming. After a few moment he left the throttle down a little and raced of get find some food.