For lastvoyages: First Street Race (video+spam)

[scarlet_discord]

[The camera is focused on a chain link fence in the sketchier part of town, with a crumbling auto shop showing in the background. Wanda is in front of the fence, leaning proudly against this shiny-new beauty of a motorcycle. She is grinning proudly at the camera and her arms are folded over her ample cleavage. As usual, she is in her biking leathers, with the vest unzipped a bit to show the goods.]

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you: the 1969 Harley Davidson XLHC Ironhead Sportster. Otherwise known as my new baby. Fifty horses, 6,300 RPM, top speed 120 miles per hour--and yes, it seats two. 

So. Who wants a ride first?

[private to Laura, Lestat and Anya]
You guys have the preference of course...so...who wants to party? I'm feeling like it.

[spam for all over town]
[The rumble of a motorcycle engine cuts through the usual Main Street bustle as Wanda parades her new acquisition through the streets. Strangely enough for a gangster, she's keeping through the speed limit. She explained this once to a local cop: "I believe in freedom. But my freedom ends where some other person's safety begins, you know?" Yeah, she fails at being wicked. Maybe mildly naughty? Though that grin should have a pair of horns to go with it....]

[OOC notes]
[As troublemakers go, Wanda is actually on the lighter side of things. She's been warned several times for speeding and street racing, but actually keeps things down to a dull roar when she's in town, especially around schools or houses. She smokes various things (outside), carries at least one concealed weapon at all times (and almost never has to pull her knife out) and is generally known by local law enforcement as a mild pain in the ass who is generally friendly and makes shockingly good coffee. She was suspected in the vigilante-style beating of a guy known around town for slapping his girl around, but lucky her--lack of evidence forced them to let her go.]

[In secret, Wanda is in fact a local mutant and orphan who hides her nature while making sure that people she likes benefit from her luck-manipulation abilities. She has a gigantic daredevil streak, however, and has won several bets with the local greasers and street racers.]

[Wanda runs a small gang of mostly women called the Bargewell Burners. Besides street racing and the odd pot violation, they are mostly known for challenging other gangs that get too abusive of the locals. Usually they are quite successful at it, though no one quite knows why. What is not well known is that they are actually a mix of ordinary and mutant/experiment types who have helped some of the local weirdies get out of town once they escape the labs.]

Comments

[crossestheline]

[The sheriff sighs as he eyes the video feed, though he doesn't look too annoyed or sound too stern.]

As nice as it is, you're not planning on seeing just fast it can go, are ya?

[scarlet_discord]

[She blinks at him ohhhh so innocently.]

Now why would I go and do a reckless thing like that? I'm too delicate to ride this thing all-out. I might faint or something! [She fans herself with a gloved hand, while trying not to start snickering.]

[(Yeah, she'll be outside city limits before she opens up the throttle.)]

[crossestheline]

Being as delicate as you are, you might want to cover up a little more. Motorcyle accidents are no joke, Ma'am.

[scarlet_discord]

Oh yeah, I will once I'm on the road. Road rash on the ol' boobage doesn't sound too fun at all.

[It would never happen, but nobody has to know that. Especially not on an open line.]

[crossestheline]

[Raises a brow and then shakes his head.] Not at all. Alright, have fun but not too much fun.

[intofireforever]

Oh man, I call dibs on first ride.

[scarlet_discord]

Absolutely. Even got a spare helmet if you actually want it. Meet me at the Clubhouse.

[omaera]

[Speaking of escaping the labs and motorcycle rides... Subject 16 is newly freed and cheerfully destroying some mailboxes for the hell of it when the throaty roar of the engine catches her ear. She takes off after it, cackling -- and in a flash she's scrambling up onto the back over the tailpipe, a hundred pounds of strange monochromatic bear-creature.]

[scarlet_discord]

What the f--hi! [Wanda is nothing if not resilient. Also one look at the furball and she's thinking get her away from where the stiffs might catch sight of her.]

Hey there! I'm Wanda. You're takin' me up on that ride offer, huh?

[omaera]

[It's strange: she looks like she should have fur like a bear, but if Wanda gets a closer look, she'll see that the black-and-white coating on Junko is smooth like blemishless, wrinkle-free skin. She chitters and waves a paw in the year, barking in a raspy voice:] YES!

[What offer?]

[scarlet_discord]

All right! Damn but I'm a magnet for weird. Oh well! [She turns away from the residential roads and starts heading for the warehouse area by the train yard. Plenty of room there, and not so many people now that the whistle has blown for the day.]

New in town, huh? Better watch out for the greyfaces.

[omaera]

[Nasty-sharp claws dig into Wanda's leather as Subject 16 hangs on tight; they'll probably leave some marks behind. But hey, at least they're not touching her at the moment. Junko's head keeps turning to stare at things that go by, but she acknowledges Wanda's comment with a little snrk.]

Greyface?

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[trenchcoatedly]

That's a very nice machine.

video

[scarlet_discord]

Yeah, it was love at first sight. Been saving up for two years for this baby.

[That's not a very gangsterly admission, and she probably should be bragging about boosting it. But nope--this beast is hers, free and clear.]

Re: video

[trenchcoatedly]

I assume you are going to use it to cause mischief.

video

[scarlet_discord]

[She snickers a little.] Oh, nothing too horrible. [Her expression is coy, suggesting she fully plans to tear up the town on this baby...but in reality "nothing too horrible" about sums it up.]

Spam

[maxwells_demon]

Hey! Babe!

You comin' to my party t'night?! [He's shouting from his perch hanging off the side of a fence around his little hang out by the groovy diner. C'mon, Wanda. Get over here!]

Spam

[scarlet_discord]

Oh sure! I'll be there with bells on. [She'll bring a keg of root beer from the sweet shop for laughs. And a few bottles of Root Beer Schnapps, because nothing could be simpler.]

You got enough people for setup?

Re: Spam

[maxwells_demon]

I'm thinking so. It shouldn't be so hard. I've got a stash from the old man to pilfer through for equipment, let alone other things.

You know how I am.

But how've you been, Wandy? Getting into trouble?

Spam

[scarlet_discord]

Yeah, I do. Sometimes I wonder if we were separated at birth, actually. You got the good hair genes if so.

[She laughs and pats the motorcycle.] Not a scrape on me, got my new bike free and clear, and generally things don't suck. My trouble these days is mostly funny-level unless I see someone being bullied. But I know you can relate.

Seen a few weird things around this week, though. I think I saw the local vet talking to his dog. Not normally, but like they were holding a conversation.

[fridgetothefire]

You know I'm not really a party person.

[But she's smiling.]

It's beautiful.

[scarlet_discord]

Oh yeah, I know, but I gotta offer. I even got an extra helmet.

How's it going? Still the Notorious Grade Machine?

Your Principal is a creeper, by the way. He gives me the heebs.

[fridgetothefire]

One of the benefits of being well-behaved: I don't have to deal with him much.

Did you have anywhere in mind?

[Yeah, she totally wants to go.]

[scarlet_discord]

In some ways I feel bad for you. In other ways I envy you. But I figure you'll sort it all out. You are doing the college thing after this, right?

[She chuckles.] There's the bonfire party. Duo's throwing it. He's a bro. And awfully cute, by the by.

video;

[hungryanhorny]

Think dad might have my hide.