On Your Mark! - SJO Dominion of the Cyrillia Hex

[Crocell]

Power: 3
Speed: 6
Maneuverability: 7 (-1, Lost Control; 6)
Shields: 4
[member="Allyson Locke"] @Dunamez Lopez
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At the outset of the Race, Ivory had attempted to dart ahead in a bid to steal first place, but the track narrowed, forcing some of the racers into a bottleneck. @Dunamez Lopez cut immediately in-front of her, and the two speeders collided in mid-air - a jarring strike which had not damaged the two speeders but would arrest some of their momentum. Ivory issued a spitting curse, clutching the controls with a white-fisted grip and attempting to regain control.

Depressing the accelerator, she would attempt to power through into an upcoming curve, using her speed to gain some distance.

 

[Allyson Locke]

The rumbling grew louder on the track as the racers sped around the first turn. There was a hush that washed over the stadium, even those watching at home fell silent. The air grew thick as suddenly in the rear mirror (if the lovely racers installed them) they would see a shadow ridding up behind them. The crowd exploded and the track along with the stadium felt as if an earthquake had hit. Images flashed of one female racer and the two commentators erupted letting those know on the track who had just decided to show up.

Spoiler

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“OH MY FOOORCE SHE DID COME. THE FIVE TIME CHAMPION OF THE MGP HAS ARRIVED IN HER USUAL FASHIONABLY LATE SENSE!!!!!” The crowd continued to grow louder as the sharp looking air speeder came up.

“THE ONE THE ONLY BOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS” Everyone roared as the Boss moved up with the group.

Boss:
Strength: 8
Speed: 8
Maneuverability: 4
Shields: 5

For being a 5 time champion the Boss has boosted stats, for each win she has obtained 1 extra point.

Movement: Roll 1 – 8 = 7 = 3 space
Item: Roll: 4 Cacophanizer Shell* Read chart for Effect

The Boss pulled ahead beautifully in front of both Rick and Aubrey, the crowd continued to roar for their speed queen.

[member="Aubrey King"] [member="Rick Kaloo"] [member="Ivory Stroud"] [member="Kaili Brand"] [member="Dunames Lopez"]

 

[Dunames Lopez]

Location: Cyrillia
Objective: Macross Grand Prix

Poodoo... that's no way to serve the Supreme Leader, Dunames thought, while, for some reason, she lost control of the airspeeder. Even then, she didn't quite crash the Damotite Comet into anything, just that she slipped away. To Dunames it was quite different compared to every podrace she entered, where she always seemed to have a fighting chance to take or stay in the lead. Also, [member="Ivory Stroud"] also fell prey to a similar set of hazards, and was also neck-and-neck with [member="Kaili Brand"] at this point of the race. Because of the effects of these hazards, she is trailing [member="Rick Kaloo"] and [member="Aubrey King"]. She did try to find the proper opportunity to take over both Ivory and Kaili but maybe, maybe, her dense Polydroxol body could prove a liability if it failed. So there was an opportunity that she tried to capitalize on, just that she needed to be mindful of any turn that might occur, and stand ready to slow down to ensure that she won't crash into the curve (as had occurred to a competitor in that race she won on Lanteeb). And she didn't even have weapons to wield, unlike what would be the case on that Gyaban 789, so that was out of the question.

Spoiler: Airspeeder

Racer: Dunames Lopez
Sponsor: Star Tours
Airspeeder name: Damotite Comet
Power: 3
Speed: 6
Maneuverability: 8
Shields: 2

 

[Kaili Brand]

Objective: Survive WIN the MPG.​

Competition: [member='Rick Kaloo'],[member='Ivory Stroud'],[member='Dunames Lopez']​

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Spoiler: Kaili's Speeder

Racer: Kaili Brand​

Sponsor: POWER RAGE, Embrace the Darkside of the THIRST, A subsidiary of Prime-U Foods.​

Name: The BFC​

Power: 5(6-1)​

Speed: 6​

Maneuverability: 5​

Shields: 3​

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Kaili swore as the start signal flashed, slamming his foot on the accelerator and was immediately greeted by a crunching noise as his speeder hurtled forward sluggishly. Sparing a second to look down at the controls, he realized the problem. His little attempt at petty theft earlier apparently did bite him in the end, as the same repulsor he had attempted to snag before the race (replaced by a presumably twitchy mechanic) had a short in the secondary coil. Atleast he was moving, and it looked like most of the more dangerous opponents had pulled ahead of him and the little group of slow starters he was with.

He racked his brain, trying to figure out a way he could do something to fix the minor malfunction while at speed. He didn't particularly care if he WON the race, but the idea of being an easy target was not great. "...maybe if I power it down for a second then turn it back on?..." He mumbled, flicking the repulsors secondary activation switch off for a second. The BFC immediately lurched left, rocking Kaili as the green and black hull smashed against the grey-blue speeder flanking him ([member='Ivory Stroud']).

"Sorrysorryosorrysorryosorrysorryosorry" He yelled, his voice probably inaudible to anyone but himself, as he quickly reactivated the switch, the repulsor still showing the same signs of minor damage. Now with the addition of one long scratch along the side where he had plowed into his competitor.

((OOC: One attack directed at [member='Ivory Stroud'] please.))

 

[Sky'ito Yumi]

Akari gave a small pout, "Fiiine, I guess, I woulndn't want Sukai to be stuck doing washing" her eating slowing down as per request, after all, she didn't want to ruin her new source of food, but in time she would eat all the things muhahahahhahha. "Master, don't give her idea's, I already have enough on my plate as it is without having to worry about my sister throwing up all over the place", giving a pout of her own, easily showing how the two were related. "My sister is racing"? "wait what racing"? She was certain Kiso had been deployed to Mimban with the rangers... of was Wu just using this as an excuse to eat food and fool about. Her head peeked up at the mention of Dusaro, Akari looking at her sister with a 'wat is dish' face. "I do not own a bunker or secret valt". "Mother does though I doubt she uses it for se-... wreastling". Yeah that, having Akari around would be very akward now, at least Tana was around to help out, though she was not sure if that would do any good.

[member="Wu Yeoh"]

 

[Wu Yeoh-Mei]

[member="Sky'ito Yumi"]

Wu gave a look at them and she was wondering what might happen. Though there was a look on her face as she looked over at Sukai when she seemed to be getting awkward and placed a hand on her shoulder. "It is alright and maybe.. I think I am not really certain but we shall endeavor to find out.... lets watch the races to find out if she is there." The jedi master moved so she was holding the little girl on her lap to watch and get a better view. She was sitting next to Sukai with her arm around her shoulder. "And you my old padawan will just hav to have some fun. THis is your sister, a chance for your to show off and try to impress her or spoil her so if there is ever a reason you and Tana disagree on something she can be the tie breaker and support you."

 

[Spencer Varanin]

Objective: BYOO
Tags: [member="Jyoti Nooran"]

Moving through the crowds, a woman wearing a loose shawl and sunglasses made her way towards the seats. She was alone for the most part deciding against a group of body guards or something of the sort. The shawl covered the blonde head of the Eshan official, finding a place in the standing group watching the race she lowered the shawl and remained anonymous behind a pair of black sunglasses.

She had a meeting planned with someone under the excitement of the race. Eyes followed the speeders as they made their way through the first turn and she sighed softly seeing the race was closer than she had originally thought it was going to be. Looking at her wrist she read the time and smiled.

 

[Eugen Aker]

Location: Cyrillia
Objective: Making Deals

Jyoti quietly shuffled through the crowds on her way to the bottom of the stands near the pits, right next to the action. By now, the race had started, so there was quite a raucous from cheering and shouting. Most people paid her little mind as she maneuvered through the aisles.

It helped that she had dressed up for the occasion, her usual white robes replaced by a tasteful blue dress, head obscured by a wide brim hat and large sunglasses she had borrowed from a certain someone. It would be hard for a casual observer to figure out who she was from a passing glance, looking like nothing more than another wealthy socialite present for race day.

With all the people jumping about, it was a little hard to determine her final destination by sight but she could feel Varanin nearby, that peculiar aura of hers, and homed in on that.

Along the way, she bumped into a familiar figure, a Seoulian woman furiously typing away on a datapad.

"Ms. Yoo?" Jyoti called out as she came near, pulling away her shades to reveal bright silver eyes. "Sorry, I'm Jyoti Nooran. Recently we had some business together. Small galaxy."

While they had never met personally, the Jedi Master was quite familiar with Yoo through her company, which had played a large role in the construction of the Silver Order's first dreadnought. Admiring their work on that particular project, she was eager to see them work with the Silver Order more in the future.

"I noticed the Luna Corporation is backing a racer along with KSA. From the look of the current standings, that was a wise choice."

She couldn't lie and say she didn't feel a small sense of pride seeing a Kiribian leading the race, sponsored by home interests.

[member="Melanie Yoo"] [member="Spencer Jacobs"]

 

[Melanie Yoo]

Objective 1: Watch the race, schmooze
[member="Jyoti Nooran"]

Hearing her name, Melanie squinted slightly as she turned to find the source. It wasn't long before her dark eyes found an Echani woman on approach. An automatic smile appeared on her face at the woman's introduction. However, Melanie had to think for just a moment.

Nooran, Nooran... Ah, yes. The woman was a prominent member of the Silver Jedi, if she recalled. Admittedly, her knowledge of the organization's inner workings was lacking. She paid attention to building codes, but very little else when it came to the Order. But, perhaps that ought to change, she acknowledged silently.

“Good to finally meet you in person, Ms. Nooran.” Melanie responded. “Yes, we couldn't let the chance pass us by. I'll give some props to our racer, too.” She chuckled, the KSA's airspeeder was a thing of grace – but it did take some skill to operate, she imagined.

“As it happens, we've a member of your spacy behind the wheel.” Melanie pointed as the racers made another pass. “She's doing quite well, I'm pretty pleased.”

 

[Eugen Aker]

She brightened as she was acknowledged by Ms. Yoo, leaning over to offer a hand to shake.

"Likewise. Your company's work on the Shining Path was quite impressive - crewman regularly rave about the entertainment modules. Personally I'm pretty partial to this 'Cheescake Factory'."

The dreadnought was different from most other warships out there, as much as a home as it was a weapon. The internal design reflected the Silver Jedi's appreciation for the all the people that worked with them, seeing the Rangers as part of a larger community rather than some random cogs in a machine.

"Yes! Lieutenant King shows quite some promise. Let's hope that she brings it home for us. Since I have your ear now, I'm curious if you would be interested in meeting over dinner later? I've been interested in contracting Luna on some other projects. Restorations, new facilities, even another upcoming dreadnought. What do you say?"

[member="Melanie Yoo"] [member="Spencer Jacobs"]

 

[nightimer]

[OOC: Hope I'm not too late...]

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Location: Cyrillia
Objective: Win the Grand Prix
Opponents: [member="Dunames Lopez"] | [member="Ivory Stroud"] | [member="Rick Kaloo"] | [member="Kaili Brand"] | [member="Aubrey King"]

Spoiler: Airspeeder

Racer: Cai Kal Rus
Sponsor: Independent
Airspeeder Name: "Atom"

Power: 7
Speed: 3
Maneuverability: 3
Shields: 7

Well it certainly wasn't pretty, but the Pyke had built the bulbous speeder all by himself and was proud of it none-the-less. What it lacked in speed it made up for in brawn, which he hoped would at least let him outlast some of the other racers. He had never done something like this before, but thing had been slow for him recently and the thrill of getting to tinker with some machinery and maybe even win credits had been too much for him to pass off.

As his opponents blast off from the starting line a plume of dark smoke ejects from the rear engine, causing the bulky craft to wobble as it hovers in place. The Pyke's eyes widen in panic beneath his mask, scrambling to assess the cockpit for any indication of the problem. "Kriff! Come on, Atom!" Rooz slams a hand on the dash "Don't do this to me right away, you son of a-" his words are cut off by the thunderous diesel clatter of his airspeeder's engines sparking to life, lurching him backwards into his seat as the vehicle propels forward to trail behind the group.

 

[Rick Kaloo]

OBJECTIVE: Win the race, test new legs​

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Competition: [member="Cai Kal Rus"], [member="Aubrey King"], [member="Kaili Brand"], [member="Ivory Stroud"], [member="Dunames Lopez"]​

After a brief countdown, the race had begun.​

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Rick pushed as hard as he could on his left gear, the suction cups on his artificial foot securing themselves to the pedal to exploit it to the best of Rick's ability. The spaceflight-intended, military-grade engines of Rick's speeder instantly rocketed the racing vehicle forward, cleanly passing everyone else. Or what would be everyone, if not for a slim silver vessel keeping a pace similar to Rick's speeder, leading to a standoff between the two. As Rick's speeder vied for further speed, a group of drones flew by with incredible speed and precision, placing a strange-looking circular bomb in his missile rack. Then, as soon as they appeared, they disappeared, the only sign of their interaction being a new weapon fitted to Rick's speeder.

Realizing that it was most likely a legal addition, and possibly even non-lethal, but merely a stunning blast, Rick prepared to fire the bomb at his adversary. But before he could lock the sights, a third vessel came soaring by, passing both Rick and his competition. Instinctively, Rick instead aimed at the newcomer, his sights locking cleanly onto the rear of her speeder.

Then, Rick pressed a yellow button on the top right of his navigational board, ejecting the bomb from his missile rack with a satisfying thump.

Spoiler: Rick's speeder

Horizontally cut BJ-1 interceptor, engines spared, laser cannons and rudder removed

Racer: Rick Kaloo
Sponsor: NCME
Airspeeder name: Kaloo
Power: 0 (-3 from Phobis Bomb)
Speed: 9
Maneuverability: 6
Shields: -1 (-3 from Phobis Bomb)

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[Kiso]

Equipment: Hekler'Kok R-1 (Assault Rifle-1), Ranger SMG SES, Bantha Modular Load Bearing System+Massiff Blast Armor (Visial Referance), HH-15http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/HH-15_projectile_launcher​

Allied Pepes: [member="Amarchri Cryo"]​

Objective: 2​

Post: 2​

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Wont be a problem, shoot the people who are red and not green, just like a video game, and if her personal action were to fall short, hopefully cybernetic fail safes would. "No need to sorry about me shooting friends, I expect to see the same on your end too, over and out". "Alright men watch out for freinlds in the area, remember code signs and don't shoot until you are certain, I'd hate to have anyone here get in trouble from the higher ups".​

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After a small round of nodding heads the small task force trekked deeper into the muddy landscape, in the distance sounds of more drop pods falling became apparent, scattered, north, south, all over the place. Hopefully that would make the enemy less organized, having to watch almost all directions, or just make them more wary of isolated pockets. Still until first contact was made both sides were unaware of each others strength, and if pirates were the type they were fighting reckless attacks would be out of the question.​

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[Aubrey King]

Objective: Win the Race!

In the needle-like speeder, the veteran starfighter pilot was able to pull away from the pack without much trouble, weaving between her opponents. The only one able to keep up with her was Kaloo, who appeared to be riding in a glass cannon even faster than the Razorback. Her speeder wasn't really made for brawling, but she could tango with the Mon Cal if needed.

The good news kept rolling in as she received a power item, the Cocaphanizer Shell. I'll keep that in my back pocket. She had no reason to use it now while she was ahead.

That was until the 'Boss' arrived.

She saw her pull up on rear display, a giant pink monster that looked more like an assault walker than a speeder. It practically barrelled through the other racers, and even Aubrey had to shift a bit to avoid being hit. That gave the Boss ample opportunity to pull ahead.

Aubrey let out a huff of annoyance. She didn't want to lose to that ugly hunk and she didn't care who the Boss was. For a few moments, she considered using the Shell, but Kaloo beat her to the punch, using his own Phobis Bomb.

Things were already looking real good for Aubrey again, as the Phobis Bomb not only affected the Boss obviously but also Kaloo, putting a permanent ding on his speeder for the rest of the race.

The Kiribian smiled. She had this in the bag.

Summary of Actions:

• Is now tied for second place with Rick.
• Chooses to hold onto Cacophanizer Shell and does not make an attempt to bump anyone.

[member="Rick Kaloo"] [member="Cai Kal Rus"] [member="Wu Yeoh"] [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] [member="Kaili Brand"] [member="Dunames Lopez"] [member="Allyson Locke"] [member="Ivory Stroud"] [member="William Westender"]

 

[Melanie Yoo]

Melanie took the Echani's hand and gave it a good shake. Melanie had dark hair and eyes, she was a bit on the short side. Ms. Nooran on the other hand was tall and light, with her fair hair and features. What opposites, she mused silently.

Her smile grew warmer at the mention of Luna Corp's work on the Shining Path.

“It was an ambitious project, I must say.” Melanie said with a nod, she'd never seen a ship quite like it before. “We were glad to be part of it.”

Melanie's eyes flickered back to the race track momentarily, squinting at a rather strange pink craft. Luckily, it seemed that the Razorback was unimpeded. In fact, it seemed that their racer was now quite close to the lead.

“I'm h oping the Lieutenant can keep up this pace,” Melanie grinned, returning her gaze to [member="Jyoti Nooran"]. Her eyes brightened at the mention of possible new projects. This was right up her lane.

“Dinner?” She canted her head to the side, “That would work.”

Just behind Ms. Nooran, Elise stood nodding – to indicate that her schedule for the evening was indeed free and clear.

“I look forward to it.” She added with a smile.

 

[Eugen Aker]

"Very ambitious," she agreed with a nod. "We haven't had starships this large since the Golden Age."

For a moment Ms. Yoo broke eye contact, dark eyes trained on the track. Jyoti look over her shoulder to catch a giant pink airspeeder (with arms and legs, could she really call it that?), moving so fast that it created a vortex in its wake, causing her thin dress to flap around in the wind it kicked up.

"Speaking of large things...this Macross Grand Prix sure is something."

At that point, the Echani had become engaged in the proceedings. If she wasn't so busy with SJO matters...then she may have just forwarded her own design for the circuit. Maybe even taken to the cockpit herself. Already, she was pining for the early days as just a rather unknown Shadow within the Silver Order.

"I believe in Lieutenant King. All fighter pilots have to be quick on their feet, and the experience will serve her well here."

After Ms. Yoo accepted her dinner offer, she grinned and reached out to give her a small pat on the shoulder.

"Cool. Then I'll come to find you after the race. Now if you'll excuse me, I should probably go take my seat and stop blocking your view."

She waved to them both as she resumed her shuffle act across the rows. Near the other end, she finally came face to face with the object of this quiet field trip, Queen Spencer.

"Interesting venue for a chat," she said to the blonde as she settled into her reserved seat.

The Jedi Master was relaxed in both her physical and mental state, difficult to read even for another Echani. Now she was in business mode, and it always served her well to keep the other person guessing of her intent.

[member="Melanie Yoo"] [member="Spencer Jacobs"]

 

[Spencer Varanin]

Location: The Races
Objective: BYOO

She felt the Echani Grandmaster make her way towards her, Spencer mused at the thought of meeting another Grandmaster. There had been so many in her life time and it was interesting how they all differed from each other. Darron Wraith had made the biggest impact on her – remembering him from her times as a padawan in the Republic. She wondered what he was doing or if he had gone and gotten himself frozen again.

Jyoti sat next to her and Spencer smiled at the woman seeing that she carried herself a little differently than a typical Echani. She couldn’t fully read her, but that was unnecessary for this. Leaning back into her seat, Spencer tucked away her small chocolate covered candies away and rested her folded hands in her lap. Eyes watching the race, seeing that the crowd favorite had entered the fray. The smile remained on Spencer’s face as she nodded. “It is a very interesting place to chat.” Remembering being left with the Mand’alor, Spencer shrugged softly and kept her attention on the race.

“Thought it would be better than Eshan, more excitement. You should visit some time.” Spencer reached into her shawl and pulled out a small holoprojector, it was handed to the fellow Echani at her side. Once Jyoti activated it she would see a hologram of a large crystal. Spencer would hum softly and then ask in a delicate voice, “Do you know what that is?”

[member="Jyoti Nooran"]

 

[Allyson Locke]

Objective 2:

[member="Dunames Lopez"]

Movement: 4-6 = 2 = 1 movement
Hazard: 6 – 8 = 2 = -1 to power!

Dunames moved and seemed to have recovered well coming into the turn. She pulled slightly ahead for the time being of her two competitors! Harry mulled over the First Order woman’s movements and he nodded. “I think – I THINK SHE’S TRYING OH NO!” [member="Ivory Stroud"] seemed to have reacted and when they both tried to move through they collided in midair!

Ivory vs Dunames
Power: 3 (Ivory) vs Shield 2 (Dunames)

Roll Ivory: 2+3 = 5!
Roll Dunames: 6+2 = 8!

“Dunames is able to defend Ivory’s collision and for the moment pull slightly ahead!”

[member="Ivory Stroud"]
Movement: Roll: 2 – 6 = 4 = 2 movement
Item Roll: 3 Tibanna Banana Split *Check item chart for effect*

Despite the collision it seemed that Ivory was able to recover quite well. The two men in the booth mused over this revelation and excitement shined on Ron’s face. “OY LOOK AT THAT! IVORY USES DUNAMES TO BOUNCE AHEAD!” Ivory’s speeder moved forward coming up next to Aubrey and Rick. Though as Ivory moved it seemed she wasn’t’ going to be going unscathed! The young racer [member="Kaili Brand"] moved in and “accidently” bumping into Ivory’s speeder

Kaili vs Ivory
Power 5 vs Shield 4
Roll Kaili 6+5 = 11
Roll Ivory: 3+4 = 7
Even though Ivory lurched forward, Kaili was able to damage the shields! “HARRY LOOK AT THAT, HER SHIELD TOOK A HIT, THAT YOUNG LAD OH MY WE HAVE BLOOD ON THE COURSE! YES!”
Ivory = -1 Shield

[member="Kaili Brand"]
Movement: 5 – 6 = 1 = 1 space
Hazard: 5 – 5 = 0 = Unscathed

Coming off the damage to Ivory Kaili was only able to move forward enough to keep in sync with Dunames. The pair followed behind Ivory who was neck and neck with Rick and Aubrey for the moment.

[member="Cai Kal Rus"] (you’re fine! Don’t forget to tag me though!)
Movement: 4 – 3 = 1 = 1 movement
Hazard: 3-4 = 1 = -1 to power!

“OH, HO WE HAVE ANOTHER ARRIVAL” Harry exclaimed as he pointed towards the speeder called “atom”. He had a little bit of help from the track to catch up to the others, but as he hung around behind Dunames and Kaili, he would soon have his day. He moved in and was tied for the position with Dunames and Kaili, “Ouch it seems like the struggle to get to the position seemed to weaken him a bit, maybe he’ll figure it out!”

[member="Rick Kaloo"]
Movement: 1-9 = 8 = 3 movement
Item: 6 = Sabacc Star! + 1 to all stats!

The bomb launched forward, and the Boss tried to avoid it with her rather unique speeder. Alas Rick had the aim of a the truest of all fighters and the bomb blasted into the mech like speeder. It came crashing down and the ooo and the ahhh of the crowd echoed. A hearty cheer followed, “OH MY FORCE KALOO WENT STRAIGHT FOR THE BOSS! HE MAY REGRET THAT ONE HARRY!”

With the Boss incapacitated for this round, Rick whipped around the bend pulling into a 3-space lead for the time being.

[member="Aubrey King"]
Movement: 1 – 8 = 7 = 3 spaces
Item: 5 Mech Wings +2 to speed
*Shell has one more round of life left*

Aubrey wasn’t going to be left behind, as she decided to keep the shell and the boss crashed in front of her. Rick moved ahead. Terrain moved and shifted trying to slow her down. “WOAH! LADIES AND GENTLE BEASTS WILL WE EVER GET A WINNER! KING HAS MOVED UP TO MATCH KALOO’S SPEED!”

Once again Aubrey and Rick were tied for first, they moved under the banner with the others behind them to complete the first lap

The Boss.

Getting hit with the bomb, she comes crashing down and unable to move for one turn. Cursing in Seoulian echoes across the track.

Standings:
1st: Aubrey and Rick
2nd: Ivory Stroud
3rd: Dunames Lopez, Kaili Brand, Cal Rus
4th: The Boss



As all racers cross into the first lap a small message would appear on their HUD display - "HEALING ADMINISTERED" * Healing can only take place is if one of you stats is below the starting value. If no stats are below the starting value nothing happens with healing.*

Rick: 2 *No healing*
Aubrey: 6 *Healing Administered, Heal 1 damaged stat*
Ivory: 4 *Healing Administered, Heal 1 damaged stat*
Kaili: 3 *No healing*
Cai: 6 *Healing Administered, Heal 1 damaged stat*
Dunames: 3 *No healing*

 

[Dunames Lopez]

Location: Cyrillia
Objective: Macross Grand Prix

That was too close, she thought, while pulling ahead of one [member="Kaili Brand"] when [member="Ivory Stroud"] tried to ram her as the turn came around the corner; she did, in the end, manage to make it out ahead of Kaili when everything was said and done, narrowly avoiding the grim fate that befell her on Tatooine when she ran the Boonta Classic that cost her the Gyaban 788. That, even though Ivory somehow came out ahead in this collision. But she still had a long way to go to catch up to [member="Aubrey King"] and [member="Rick Kaloo"]; her only hope now was a collision between the two. Nevertheless, she kept an eye for any hazard that came up. Even if it came from a racer called "The Boss" that had a slow start. Just that a boost may have been in order (if the Damotite Comet even had it as was the case on the Gyaban 787 through 789 that Dunames used in her podracing career). She began to feel that perhaps her racial physiology was, in fact, a liability on this track, but nevertheless she held on to the hope that she would at least finish that Force-forsaken race.

Spoiler: Airspeeder

Racer: Dunames Lopez
Sponsor: Star Tours
Airspeeder name: Damotite Comet
Power: 3
Speed: 6
Maneuverability: 8
Shields: 2

 

[nightimer]

Location: Cyrillia
Objective: Win the Grand Prix!
Opponents: [member="Allyson Locke"] | [member="Dunames Lopez"] | [member="Ivory Stroud"] | [member="Rick Kaloo"] | [member="Kaili Brand"] | [member="Aubrey King"]

Spoiler: Airspeeder

Racer: Cai Kal Rus
Sponsor: Independent
Airspeeder Name: "Atom"

Power: 7 [7 - 1 (Hazard) + 1 (Heal) = 7]
Speed: 3
Maneuverability: 3
Shields: 7

What a rush! The pilot pulls himself from the initial force that had pinned back in his seat, narrowing his focus from the sheer excitement to the challenge of task at hand. "Alright, alright. Good boy," he mutters to himself, deafened under the baritone vibrations of the heavy speeder. As he closes the distance with the group it takes everything in him to break his eyes from the sight of Boss' speeder crashed into the ground as he zips by it. The scene only affirmed his decision to go with Atom's heavier design. He had seen races like this before on the view-screens and knew how dangerous they could be.

As he reaches his competition on the track Kal snaps his hand off the left rudder control, shaking it as if in a bit of pain. It had taken quite a bit of strain to make up for lost time and the engines of the rag-rag speeder had started overheating, causing the left throttle to heat up. "Void," he exclaims, quickly reaching behind him to pat around for a grease rag he recalled leaving in the cockpit. Without taking his eyes off the road he finds it and tosses it over the metal grip for insulation. "Alright, let's show them what you're made of, Atom," gripping the right and left throttles tightly in his hands he lunges them forward, putting the 'pedal' to the metal so to speak.

Smoke plumes from the engines and the deep reverberations emanating from them grow significantly louder. He knew he wouldn't be out maneuvering his competition -- he wasn't a skilled driver -- but that's exactly why he built the beast he did. It was time to barrel through anyone who stood in his way.