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The Story of Cali, An enhanced blog of my time here
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January 2086
With Christmas over, January meant the start of the new season - the race league. We watched and noted drivers, and started making quiet offers - we needed another 2 drivers. We also needed a lot of training - the trash truck and it's guns were far more than we were used to handling and it was going to take a little time. It was pretty intimidating for the other drivers when we first drove it into a combat, but they soon saw our lack of experience, and we were trying to be careful. Quite a few resignations followed before we were even slightly comfortable.
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Posted Oct 8, 2017, 12:55 am Last edited Oct 8, 2017, 12:55 am by Cali
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February 2086
I looked forlornly over the trash truck."It's not exactly pristine any more". I sighed, as the realisation sunk in that the trash truck wasn't quite the lethal behemoth that it had been just half an hour previously, just before it had trundled into the arena.
Nova, who had been driving, and Oliver gunning, looked at each other sheepishly. "Sorry boss, we thought we could endure it, but when the other cars came out of nowhere, well..."
Herschel, our best mechanic, poked his head out of what used to be where the garbage went in.
"I can't fix the right cannon, it's scrap metal now. The left one will never quite be the same, it's a bit like Ronald with his one eye. It's only really half what ti used to be"
"Low blow", muttered Ronald from my left. Herschel grinned at him.
"Otherwise it look worse than it is. Sure it needs a lot of armour replaced, but the chassis and engine are pretty much fine".
I knew how rare car cannons were in the marketplace, and after having had a few to play with, I wasn't keen to go back to machine and gatling guns. And we needed those cannons to take us safely to Morgan.
"Looks like you pair", I said pointing at Nova and Oliver, "are going back to your Flail until you're a bit better at arena combat, and maybe you better look at every race and deathrace you can get into, we're going to need a good swag of money to put this old girl back to how she was, and you never know, if you can pay for it, you might even get to drive her again".
I put my hand on the twisted barrel of the dead cannon and looked up at Herschel. "Replace it with a heavy machine gun for now, I can't see us getting our hands on a cannon in a hurry, let alone 2 of them. And make sure you bring the keys right back to me, she's going to be kept out of unsafe hands for a while".
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Posted Oct 11, 2017, 3:47 am Last edited Oct 11, 2017, 3:47 am by Cali
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March 2086
Once again I was looking forlornly over a battered vehicle, this time with Robert, a bit part ganger who had just been promoted to chief mechanic. We had just had it towed from the rally circuit, and it was not only highly damaged, but also quite blood splattered. It was a 2L Flash racer, our smallest car, and probably one of our favourites. It was at thre front of the workshop,
"You're the best mechanic I got, and I guess your first job is to clean Herschel's blood from the Flash. That rally circuit cross over has claimed plenty of lives over the years, and he's now just another statistic."
"The Flash is straightforward.", and Robert then looked at the trash truck next to it, "But that thing I might need some help on, it's a lot more complex and I never really worked on much like it".
As we were still pretty much on the street right at the front of the workshop, we weren't exactly in private, and from behind me, a tired and jaded looking man tapped me on the shoulder.
"Sorry to interrupt, the name's Harold and I might be able to help you a bit here. I'm not a bad mechanic, and I've got a few days to kill before my ride back to camp. Heard about you kids and that you have some secret mission, and as I'm getting close to the end of my time I"m always happy to pass along some tidbits where I can".
I didn't get a chance to reply as a youngster at that moment came rushing along the road "Pirate raid! If you got a car, get it to the gates!"
"Harold was it? Meet Robert...he's just become our chief mechanic and I'll leave you two to get acquanited. I'm going to do some civic duty and see if maybe one of those pirates has a car cannon I can loot, we're short one on the truck here, and I'm pretty keen on filling that gun slot. Have fun!"
I rushed off looking for Emma.
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Posted Oct 13, 2017, 11:38 pm
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We were at the Somerset gates, Emma driving our Buzzer and I had the guns. We'd decided that machine guns just weren't damaging enough and installed rocket lauchers, plus a grenade launcher for good measure. There were only three vehicles for the defence - HeadWar who we had heard of a lot before, he was quite the local legend in racing and deathracing. And the other was a guy who simply called himself The Goat Starer. They also both had buzzers, so while we were down on numbers, we had a lot of firepower. As we were about to take off to see what was incoming, the back door flipped open and Robert fell into the back seat. The whole buzzer rocked - Robert was not a small guy.
"What are you doing here?", I asked, somewhat sharply. Robert was meant to be in the workshop seeing what our new buddy Harold could do.
"Harold said he had to talk to some friends, and he would meet us at Dexters'when we had seen off the pirates. He said he might be able to get a present for us as well".
There wasn't really a lot of time to ask anything further, HeadWar and Goat were starting off and I didn't want to be left behind. HeadWar leant out his window and yelled across "Beware - there's some bugs near the walls - looks like Nexus has been eating dinner in his car - when his bib gets full he leaves crumbs all along his trail and that always draws them out". He laughed uproariously and put his foot down, his car growling menacingly and spraying sand out behind. I looked at Emma, we both shrugged in total confusion and followed hard behind.
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Posted Oct 15, 2017, 2:28 am Last edited Oct 15, 2017, 8:52 am by Cali
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As the buzzer was a bit battered from the raid and Em had decided she was too tired, Ronald and I convinced Nova to take us to Dexters' in her Flail. We parked it out front and wandered in, and found Harold at an empty table, with an emtpy glass. Good timing I thought, and headed off to get a round of drinks. A cold beer certainly went down well after the events of the morning.
Harold seemed quite keen to hear about the town defence, and I was more than happy to expand on how it happened - everyone likes to talk about their exploits.
"I was at the rally circuit a few days ago, and I saw your old mechanic Hershel get his lights turned out. What struck me at the time what that the crowd seemed genuinely disappointed that it had happened to a Griffindor. Most of those crowds are a pretty tastless bunch and just want to see blood and gore. Sort of piqued my interest in you. See - I done a lot in my time. And my time is coming around, if you know what I mean. I done a lot of bad, and thought little of it, and yet as I get older, I see how much good is needed to make this sad world a better place. And so the bad now is gone and I try to do good, and not just for me. I try to do good for others. And since you seemed to be a gang people liked, I did me some askin' around. Only bad words are from those who are jealous cos you beat them in a race, or shot at them in a combat. Most said you were good guys, and not only that, but you were kitting up for some crusade that was going to do something for the people here."
I narrowed my eyes at that comment. Our mission was meant to be a close secret, but seems that somebody had loose lips.
Harold went on. "I got me more than I need, and I'm too old to be the one to use it to help people, and so I figure if someone else can use it, then it would be like me doing it as well, if you know what I mean."
Dexter came up to our table and waved a piece of paper at me. "Cali! Some shifty dude just handed me this and told me to give it to me. Then he scarpered, quick smart. Didn't like the look of him one bit. Dunno why he couldn't hand it over himself, but it takes all types."
It was a just a piece of paper, but I noticed it was very fine paper. The sort of paper that nobody makes any more, it's just too expensive in this world of limited resources. I handed it to Ronald, and it went around the table and ended up with Harold. "Careful if you take a bite of something bigger than you can handle. It might just bite back", he read out. "You know what it means?"
"I have no idea...", I started, and Nova's Flail blew. The blast from the exploding car shattered all the front windows of Dexters' and anyone sitting close to them was knocked flat, glass flying like shrapnel through the room. Lucky we were at the back, and were merely buffeted by hot wind.
"My Flail...", started Nova.
"F&^k your Flail Nova, there's people hurt!", I snarled at her, and started running to where the cries of pain were coming from.
Later, as we were helping the last of the wounded get bandaged and comfortable, Harold came up to me. He'd also ung around to do what he could after the blast. "You got the right stuff in you, if you know what I mean. You need help, you're always welcome at my camp. And well, I got a spare car cannon in the truck. You need one, I got one. Assholes who do this sort of thing need to know they can't get away with it"
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Posted Oct 17, 2017, 7:27 am
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June 2086
We needed to rebuild, and so we had focussed on the deathrace league and other one off events to get the cash reserves back up. Saved up enough to replace Nova's Flail with a Landrunner, and she was quite happy. She wouldn't be using it for a while as her gunner Oliver was still bedridden after catching a stray bullet or two while out scouting.
It wasn't so easy to stay under the radar though. With the Flail explosion we had become a popular topic of conversation, and it had become common knowledge that we were on some form of quest. It's amazing how a little knowledge can spawn so many theories. I've heard people say that we've developed a flying car, and that we've invented pulse weapons that blow cars apart and the Flail was a failed trial.
We had decided to let the deathrace league finish, and by then we would be ready to venture out and see if we could find out some more about this hostile group and if the phoenix in the desert held any more clues.
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