Draika Grand Podrace

[Jen'ari Muse]

Draika Grand Arena, Draika

Tag:
[member="Valdus Bral"]
[member="Desmond C'artyom"]
[member="Kalic Daws"]
[member="Adenn Kyramud"]
[member="Mykes Taff"]
[member="Dunames Lopez"]
[member="Holly Starstorm"]

(OOC NOTE)
(TJE HAS PULLED OUT OF THE PODRACE DUE TO THIS BEING A TJE WORLD)


The planet Draika was a very hot, arid and dry plant. But today was not so hot. The Draika Grand Arena grandstands filled with thousands of people to watch the Podrace. All supporting their favorite racer. The racers all out on the track getting their Pod Racers ready for the race. Then over the loud speaker through the PA system spoke.

Hello race fans, welcome to the Draika Grand Podrace. Today's event is sponsored by Kyr'am Corporation, Crimson Dawn, The Jen'ari Empire, and Galactic Arms Corps. If you're hot, thirsty or hungry head inside to the Grand pub, it's air conditioned, and serves up great drinks and the best bantha burgers this side of the galaxy.

Now let's introduce those Racers.

Racing from The Silver Jedi Order we have Mykes Taff!

Racing for the Chiss Ascendency we have Desmond C'artyom.

Racing for The Clans of Mandalore, is Valdus Bral.

Racing for The Fel Empire, we have TWO Racers, Adenn Kyramud and Kalic Daws, might see some teamwork there.

Racing for The First Order is Dunames Lopez.

Looks like the Faction banners are being brought out onto the track.


4 Droids walk out onto the track lining up on the start line, each Droid carrying a Faction Flag for the 4 factions racing. The announcer spoke again.

The race will begin shortly, enjoy yourselfs until the race is ready to begin.

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OOC NOTE - Please read

Spoiler

RULES:
1. This will be treated as a skirmish, race winner will be judged based on rule 6
2. No force powers
3. Only weapons allowed are pistols, and whatever weapons were installed on your podracer (no missiles or things like that, only flash flame vents and blasters, and that such things)
4. Play fair
5. Have fun
6. Judging is based on quality of posts, fair play, entertainment, excitement, and how much you participate in the story of the race (such as things going on around your racer)

 

[Kalic Daws]

Kalic grumbled as he watched as a male Theelin mounted the Ysalamiri to his podracer, the Blind Nexu. The Theelin chuckled, taking his friends hand, and placing it on his own shoulder.

"Come on, Kalic. You should be able to see in the pub." Kalic just grunted, happy he had been training since the race was announced that the race would tack place. With Jee on board, he could fly. He looked over at where he figured the Outer Rim engineer, Wurrig, was standing.

"Sounds good. Hopefully it's outside this stupid anti-Force field these sap suckers make." Once in the bar, Kalic could finally see. Jairdain's training, and his own had helped him in blocking out Force energy, but he couldn't fight past Ysalamiri to see. Once in the bar though, he looked at the barkeep. "Have any blue milk? Gonna be racing so don't need to be drunk."

 

[KitKat]

Location: Near the starting area where racers are dong last moment warm ups.
Goal: Interview racers
Tags: [member="Kiran Arlos"]


A pod race! She was not a sports journalist for crying out loud! Holly was practically fuming but she knew she had to start somewhere. She had just gotten the job as a junior reporter at the GNN and she was very thankful. Her ambition was her enemy and so small jobs like these lost their appeal when she could be covering galactic war or murder trials. But there were no small stories...

"You must be the new cameraman." She held her hand out to a young male who she had been told would meet her at the assignment. "I'm Holly. I think we better try to get some interviews before the race starts."

 

[Dunames Lopez]

Redacted

 

[Desmond C'artyom]

Desmond laid beneath his pod as it was mounted on a small cherry picker. Christine had undergone a multitude of adjustments over the years. This pod had served Desmond since his time as a young teen, at least by Chiss years. He couldn't even begin to count how many times he had cleaned out the Carburetor of the the dual repulsor lifts. He knew the ins and outs of this pod like the back of his hand. He had increased the bore's in the engine blocks to allow for the intake of more fuel. Replaced the fuel lines entirely so that the Isotope Five wouldn't eat up his engine to fast. The exhaust ports were simple glass packs, Desmond specifically used those so it would sound meaner.

Finally for the piece of resistance. Twin turbos mounted on the engine to force the isotope five in even faster. Christine was mean and with the polished phrik metal chassis she could easily take a beating. Desmond was attaching the Ysalamiri cage with his wrench whilst he awaited the race. The little critter inside was in for a wicked ride. Desmond would make sure of that. He almost felt bad for the poor thing, but if it was anywhere near as crazy as Desmond it would certainly enjoy itself. Desmond hopped into the cockpit of his pod and activated the engines. They came to life with a tumultuous roar and Desmond smiled.

He hovered out of the cherry picker and the pit droids wheeled the frame away. He hovered the ship to the starting line of the track and waited patiently. The crowd roared in approval at the appearance of another racer, and Desmond simply smiled and waved in response.He did not know the other racers very well. He had however heard of Dunames. She had shot him down with an underhanded tactic during his first race. Poor Christine went spiraling out of control and Desmond almost lost his life. But, times had changed.

Desmond had made quite a few adjustments to his pod that made it one of the best in the galaxy. He wasn't the same rookie he had been back then and knew now every pod racer and their mother was packing heat. So, with no lack in skills and a bad ass renovated pod. Desmond entered the race. He felt he was a shoo-in for the win. He even had a few surprises of his own, but he wouldn't use lest he really need too.

[member="Jen'ari Muse"] | [member="Valdus Bral"] | [member="Kalic Daws"] | [member="Adenn Kyramud"] | [member="Mykes Taff"] | [member="Dunames Lopez"] | [member="Holly Starstorm"]

 

[Valdus Bral]

Jen'ari Muse | Valdus Bral | Kalic Daws | Adenn Kyramud | Mykes Taff | Dunames Lopez | Holly Starstorm



Valdus and his pod were surrounded by his heavily armed Mandalorian brethren, though they all seemed to be in high spirits. The normally reserved group was chuckling, pushing each-other after making jokes at the expense of one of their comrades, all in all it was a good time. It was rare for Valdus and his company to get any sort of real relaxation where all they had to worry about was having a relaxing day of fun while participating in perhaps the most deadly sporting activity in the galaxy. Valdus' towering shield lay next to his pod, the golden Bral clan Mythosaur skull lay bare, brightly shining in all its opulent glory. While Valdus' group were having a blast Valdus walked around his podracer - the Big Jaro, checking the six ion drives and the mounted weapons system. He looked over to one of the Mandalorians and spoke in a growling, bassy voice " You've got the extra cells?" The Mandalorian quickly walked over and began to upack a satchel full of power cells and canisters into the pod, handing Valdus a few smaller ones. Valdus put those into his belt and put a large hand on his comrades shoulder. When he put his hand on the Mandalorian's shoulder the other gave a slight nod and joined the rest of the group, then proceeded to go back to the jovial antics.

 

[Kiran Arlos]

Location:Starting Area
Goalon't mess up...yea right.

A quick crash course in how to work the camera. It didn't take too long all things considered. While Kiran literally had no idea why he volunteered himself for this particular assignment. While he wouldn't deny that he might've had a small crush on [member="Holly Starstorm"] he knew something of that sort was a bad idea this point in his life. That aspect of this job aside; perhaps he was hoping to get some sort of different experience out of this job.

"Yes I am." Kiran said with much enthusiasm, saluting the reporter as well for some innocent laughter. "My name is Kiran." The Jedi took a quick look over the camera to make sure everything was working properly, even though he had triple checked before he even started this way.

"That sounds like a good idea, let me know when to start rolling.."

 

[Mykes Vatak]

Mykes Taff had been so excited for this opportunity. He was prepared for this, having done so much training in racing. He had two racing vehicles. His podracer, the Silver Bolt and his personal fighter. He had come in to represent Mirdimorut as well as the Silver Jedi Order. Mykes climbed into the piloting seat of the podracer, doing a quick check over on it. Systems seemed to be in working condition, and he believed himself for the race.

"Engines, check; defenses, check; courage, check" Taff said to himself as he clicked on switches and began getting it prepared for the race. The podracer shuddered suddenly as he switched something on, and quickly shut the engines off. "Not starting up yet. Not yet" he laughed nervously at that. Maybe he wasn't so ready, after all.

Mykes began to look around, at the other racers. He had a way with ships, and the mechanics of machines. Some seemed to look much more complicated then his own. He was impressed, that was one way to put it. Even seeing some people with cameras. Seeing that, slowly he sunk back in his chair.

[member="Valdus Bral"] [member="Desmond C'artyom"] [member="Dunames Lopez"] [member="Holly Starstorm"] [member="Holly Starstorm"] [member="Kalic Daws"] [member="Jen'ari Muse"] [member="Kiran Arlos"]

 

[Prazutis]

Epic fail wrong account

 

[Jen'ari Muse]

Draika Grand Arena, Draika

Tag:
[member="Valdus Bral"]
[member="Desmond C'artyom"]
[member="Kalic Daws"]
[member="Adenn Kyramud"]
[member="Mykes Taff"]
[member="Dunames Lopez"]
[member="Holly Starstorm"]

As the Racers get ready to do the race, the announcers inform all racers to return to their pods if they are not at them. The 4 droids leave the track and the starting lights turn on.

This is it race fans, time to start the race.

The light above the track then starts yo flash.

Red...

Yellow...

Green....

GO!

And the race has officially started folks let's see how this goes.

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[Kalic Daws]

Kalic ran for his pod, letting his astromech G3-D9 guide him into the cockpit. He was able to find everything by memory at this point. He needed to. The Miraluka strapped himself in before activating the engines, which roared to life with the familiar sound of a Y-Wing. Jee resting into her slot on the inside of the pod, activating the podracer's external sensors. She let out a few whistles, making Kalic smile.

"Yeah. We got this." The Jee began to whistle. Calling out each light. Then giving him the go. The blind pilot jammed the throttle forward. causing the pod to leap forward. The Nexu may not have been the fastest, but she was agile and quick to reach her top speed. Jee was quick to give out every bit of info her friend would need to not die. The racer swung around any other pods that were too slow to match it as Kalic took a breath. This wasn't the sim. This was the real thing. No resets. No do overs. He trusted Jee to guide him, and she was trusting him not to wreak. The race was on, and Kalic for one wasn't about to give an inch.

[member="Jen'ari Muse"] [member="Mykes Taff"] [member="Kiran Arlos"] [member="Valdus Bral"] [member="Desmond C'artyom"] [member="Dunames Lopez"] [member="Holly Starstorm"]

 

[Desmond C'artyom]

Desmond watched the droids leave the track with flags in hand. The race was about to begin. Desmond smiled as the other racer's pulled up to their place in line, he had stolen one of the fore starting area's while everyone was busy doing work on their pods, or socializing, so he would naturally have the edge on start. The lights blinked yellow. Desmond revved his massive engines to show off how loud they were. The crowd roared in approval and Desmond's smile grew into a wolfish grin.

Their was no apprehension as Desmond revved his pod more, showing off. He had full confidence in Christine to at least carry him to the finish line. He tapped his speedometer to make sure the thing was working and rubbed a small bobble head that sat glued to Desmond's dash. Desmond was born ready. He looked to the little lizard mounted to the rear of his pod and it seemed to give him an approving wink. With Desmond's number one fans approval (The Ysalamiri) he was ready for take off.

The light blinked Green and Desmond's pod flew forward at speeds that broke the sound barrier. The Whoosh of Desmond's pod taking off would be heard for miles. Were he not cybernetically augmented to handle such speeds he surely would've passed out. The G-force being so great and applying so much pressure that all the blood would rush to the head and a normal person would lose control. Desmond's cybernetics kept the blood flowing through his body as it should.

Desmond slowed down a little as he took the lead. He needed to keep the engines cool and Isotope Five burned extremely hot. So while the pod was slowed and the engines cooling, Desmond decided to take his show boating a step further and stood in his pod, giving the crowd a loud roar of

"YEEEEEEWHOOOOOO!"​

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[member="Jen'ari Muse"] | [member="Holly Starstorm"] | [member="Mykes Taff"] | [member="Kiran Arlos"] | [member="Valdus Bral"] | [member="Dunames Lopez"] | [member="Kalic Daws"]

Jen'ari Muse Mykes Taff Kiran Arlos Valdus Bral Desmond C'artyom Dunames Lopez Holly Starstorm

 

[KitKat]

“Glad to meet you. “ She shook the young mans hand and started fussing with her datapd. She had put all the composite shots together with profiles of the racers. They could edit in footage and interview some of the racers as well as the winner to see who stood out. It was an easy assignment.

“Okay let’s get some footage of the race and see if we can interview some fans to add. “


[member="Kiran Arlos"]

 

[Kiran Arlos]

The camera Kiran had geared and ready to go, so as soon as she started on about getting some footage for the race. He got a good position to see the starting line as well as keeping Holly in view so she could add anything in that she wanted to. So far so good, point and shoot which wasn't to difficult.

Kiran secretly would've wanted to race, but he had no pod. And this was as close as he could get so why not kill two birds with one stone. And he was in good company too. He wondered who would be coming out on top in the race. Obviously he had his money on the representative of the Silver Jedi. But this was a dangerous race, and he just hoped said individual would be safe.

[member="Holly Starstorm"] [member="Desmond C'artyom"] [member="Kalic Daws"] [member="Mykes Taff"] [member="Valdus Bral"]

 

[Valdus Bral]

Valdus heard the announcer and quickly got into his pod, the door opened vertically to accommodate him. Starting the engines the Ion Drives roared to life, causing the ground around the Big Jaro to vibrate. " Best get back." He spoke to his fellow Mandalorians. Valdus closed the door to the pod and flicked some console switches to engage the life support systems.

He waited now and when "GO" was shouted he almost instantly threw the Big Jaro into throttle, causing the big Mando to get smashed backwards into his driver seat. He didn't pull the trigger fast enough, seeing another podracer [member="Desmond C'artyom"] pull out from the pack. Valdus was not too far behind, not in the sense of Podracing terms anyway. Valdus knew the rules and he was prepared to make them work for him. As he began making ground on Desmond's pod, he flipped the tops of his steering device upwards showing off two large buttons. He then smashed his fingers down on them causing a double flurry of DLT-19 blaster fire to cascade towards the left most engine of [member="Desmond C'artyom"] 's pod.

Spoiler

Sorry for the short post this time around.

 

[Kalic Daws]

Kalic smiled as the pods hit the turns. This was where he'd make up any lost ground. Jee was doing great as his navigator, and he was able to push the odd looking podracer at higher speeds through the turns and corners. He may not have had the fastest pod, be she could pull through the turns like a champ. As Kalic continued the push closer in the curves, Jee whistled that a pair of pods were ahead of them. The Miraluka thought for a second, patting the droid's upper dome based on memory.

"Ok Jee, ya know what to do." The droid whistled again as the blinded pilot followed her direction, and then a flurry of blaster bolts fired from in front of the podracer, stopping whenever the racer pulled too far one way or the other. If he was going to win, Kalic would have to be a bit aggressive. After firing on the other racers, Kalic pushed the pod through more turns, flying on the edge of control.

[member="Valdus Bral"] [member="Kiran Arlos"] [member="Holly Starstorm"] [member="Desmond C'artyom"] [member="Jen'ari Muse"]

 

[Mykes Vatak]

Mykes Taff glanced up as he saw the cameras go over the racers. He sighed to himself, no interview after all. As he sat back, he heard an announcement. Quickly he engaged the engines onto standby. The podracer rocked and jolted as it was readied. The turbine engines spinning to full as the other racers had their own vehicles prepped and ready to go. With a few more system checks, he was ready. The countdown began. He flipped a pair of goggles over his face, for safety.

The counter went down from three. Or rather from three colors. Red, Mykes rolled his tense shoulders. Yellow, he prepared to gun the engines, revving them...then green and they were off. He pushed the engines to as fast as they could go for the start. He watched as someone stood in their pod and went to punch it, while they were at least distracted as another pod fired on them.

[member="Valdus Bral"] [member="Kiran Arlos"] [member="Holly Starstorm"] [member="Desmond C'artyom"] [member="Kalic Daws"]