'Sharing Victory'- drabble 8Drabble for Forever-Art-FanMore Like This
Characters: Lightning, Strip, Lynda
Words: grassy, indebted, evening
Lightning turned left into the long, dusty driveway leading up to the Weathers estate. The house was smaller than he had expected for a celebrity of The King's stature, but somehow that seemed to suit the older gentleman. Little more than a bungalow, the façade of the house was white with slightly-darker-than-Dinoco-blue trim. Quaint and welcoming, the house seemed almost to smile at the young racecar approaching it. Lightning smiled back, his admiration for The King deepening.
The rays of the late afternoon sun were a brilliant gold as they stretched from beyond the Tennessee hills to illuminate the many different colors of gladiolus and jessamine adorning the front yard. The King himself was relaxing on the grassy lawn, settled low on his axles, his eyes closed. He looked a far sight better than he had the last time Lightning had seen him, which had been in the hosp
Twist - Chapter 1More Like This
The sirens wailed, the tyres screeched, the engines roared. Lights blared past, the road wound and coiled in different directions like a snake. It was all the same to Boost, DJ, Wingo and Snot Rod.
Yo, we cant run from these guys forever! Wingo yelled, narrowly dodging an astonished Mini Cooper. Theyre gaining on us by the second!
Stop thinking so negatively, man! DJ yelled back as he just avoided spinning out of control. And anyway, were not running, were driving!
Just shut up, you two, Boost shouted. If you keep arguing were never gonna lose them cops!
Yeah, and I think you should probably see whats ahead of us too! Snot Rod screamed, almost hurtling backwards in surprise.
The others looked up and saw that they were right. All four mouths dropped simultaneously. Having about five or six police cars chasing after you at once on the highway was bad enough but b
My Life As A Lamborghini Aventador (Prologue) The name's Mike.... Mike Taylor, age 23 and lived with my parents, my two siblings and a cat called Whiskers. We lived in a big house near the sea. My father's an expert mechanical engineer. In his career, he created the first hoverboard named Potential. It was finally completed with no problems on it's engine. It uses air. It needs the person to make the abilities like grinding and flying. It's like the Sonic Free Riders game.More Like This
My father gave to me the most special hoverboard he created. He called the Blue Star. I was so surprised to see I have my own hoverboard. My father told me that he secretly hides the hoverboard in his office without noticing. He also told me that it was the VERY first thing he created. I was so confused. "B.....but...on the TV, he said Potential was the first hoverboard that you ever created," I said pointing my finger onto the TV. My father explained everything that he knows." Oh...I see. So it was a secret after all?" I
Cars Club Pt 2Jack and all of his friends were coming to the stadium to join the fun at the Cars club.More Like This
Mater looked from outside and sees a big crane.
"Hey Buddy! they're here!" Mater exclaimed to Lightning
"Well everyone, we are going to meet our new friends. Big smiles everyone!" Lightning called out
When Mater waits outside to see the new vehicles, he noticed that Jack and his friends don't have eyes on their windshields, they use their headlights as eyes, which really creeps him out; ever since he saw that french car with headlights for eyes he was grossed out. Now he was creep out by Jack and his friends, including Craner the crane.
Jack noticed Mater and rushed over to him
"Hello! what's your name? I'm Jack" said Jack. Mater just stared at his eyes nervously. After Jack blinked, Mater screamed in fright and ran inside the Stadium. Jack was confused, he didn't understand why that tow truck ran away.
"Well that guy seems excited to go in" said Dan the dump truck as he drove beside his best frien
Blaze and the Monster Machines: SleepwheelingAxle City. A city where all the citizens are vehicles of some kind. All that are not children, at any rate. There are two human children. But that's not the point. Here, we have Blaze and his best friend and driver AJ at their place in the city. They live in what looks like some kind of lab. They were getting ready for a little special event. This was going to be their first slumber party in Axle City and they wanted everyone to be there.More Like This
"Okay, let's see...music...snacks...movies...games...looks like we're all set," said Blaze.
"Hold on. Forgot something," said AJ.
He busted out their sleeping mats to sleep on when it was time to go to sleep.
"Well, it's not a slumber party without the slumber part," said Blaze.
They were then off to go and invite their closest friends. They headed off to Starla's ranch where she was busy plowing the fields with her wheels.
"That should about do it," she said.
"Hey, Starla!" said AJ.
"What brings y'all here?" Starla asked.
"We're having a slumber part
City And The Beast, Chapter One(5 years ago)More Like This
Not too long ago, there was a strong, yet friendly, triceratop who lived in what appeared to be a prehistoric valley. It was a stable and nearly human-free environment. The prehistoric creatures themselves? They are not even actual creatures. They were trucks who had the DNA of dinosaurs and other prehistoric creatures passed onto them.
The actual prehistoric creatures lived in a secret underground area that only a few people knew near the end of the 19th century and the prehistoric animal-like vehicles know.
The triceratop had good friends, plenty of plants for him to eat, and beautiful nature to enjoy. He never thought his life would change and he never wanted it to. Despite some people thinking it would be a harsh place to live, the triceratop never had any problem asides from a few mess-ups. Until one day, he encountered a temporary campsite with several tents. The triceratop didn't know what was going on, so he hid behind the bushes and silently watch.
Near the campf
AT: Crusher and Pickle's Joy Ride Of LifeAxle City was a big thriving motor city. Most of the citizens were extreme gear vehicles that lived the way most cars did. One of the most recognizable citizens was Blaze the speedy racer and his driver AJ. They often helped out with the problems in Axle City and were pretty much their heroes.More Like This
"LET'S BLAZE!" Blaze shouted as he achieved blazing speed and had won yet another race at Axle Stadium. This time, it was on one of the A-Rank courses. The crowd was really impressed with it. Well, the whole crowd sans one machine. That machine's name was Crusher.
As Blaze and AJ were receiving their accolades for their victory on the circuit, Crusher just sat on the sidelines.
"That Blaze...he's not so great. The only reason he ever wins is because he's got such "blazing speed". Ah, I don't care anyway," said Crusher.
Of course, there was always something inside of Crusher that made him feel empty. He just didn't know what it was.
"Boss, is there something wrong?" his partner Pickle asked
How MJ's Abduction startedMJ's mom got her daughter ready for work at the Cafe; where MJ bakes delicious goodies. Her mom drove beside her daughter to prevent her from crashes; autistic cars who aren't fast thinkers must drive with a partner for protection. MJ wears an orange warning suit to let the cops know that she needed someone to drive beside her.More Like This
Just as they made it to the Cafe, her mom gave her daughter a kiss and a pat.
"I'll pick you up at 5:00 pm, have a good day dear, I love you" called her mom
"Love you too, mom" replied MJ, thankful non of the staffs heard it.
As she went in, there was still little time before she can work; normally she just drives around. She would've bake, but she can't bake anything until her boss tells her what to bake.
Meanwhile, while over-hearing, the two girls were talking about their dates.
"My boyfriend is asking me out tonight again, this time, he takes me out to Smittys" exclaimed the hyper waitress.
"Smittys?! My boyfriend proposed to me at that restaurant. Your boyf
Blaze and the monster machines episodesHere are a few blaze and the monster machines episodesMore Like This
The jungle horn:https://www.google.co.uk/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&ei=oA5JVb_tMtGxab7pgagC&url=http://www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3D9EjAF9_B7jQ&ved=0CC4QtwIwBg&usg=AFQjCNHYfHhh_fhEfTyLzJ9THigxA5OxYw&sig2=Y_iLTGCkPiDKLDtUFMELzQ
Tool duel: https://www.google.co.uk/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&ei=oA5JVb_tMtGxab7pgagC&url=http://www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3DjX-JI_G8Xh0&ved=0CDQQtwIwCA&usg=AFQjCNGkZC19F-PElKw7vn9nSY4X6n0WsQ&sig2QVDGAIm9Q_lJ_HGzOukBg
. Ghost Car .PrologueMore Like This
A Dead Man's Will:
A hundred years could have passed, a thousand. But really it was only just ten. For ten years my baby sat rusting away in that junkyard: broken, busted, and rotting. For ten years I willed my sweetheart back into shape. It was an effort that left me useless for months at a time, but I never gave up. I fought time with sheer willpower and eventually I won. The only thing I couldn't get rid of were the bloodstains. By the time a man came to buy my baby, she was perfect again, and I had the strength of a horror movie monster and a grudge to match that of Edmond Dantes. After all, being dead does weird things to people, and this town has a lot to answer for.
A short stack topped with processed strawberries and a mound of coolwhip is my first meal in my new hometown: Icebuten, North Carolina. It's chilly here for late summer, but the rolling hills stretching towards the larger mountains that careen over the la
Cars Club Pt 1Lightning and Mater own a special stadium for cars and trucks from another world (show).More Like This
"Dadgum! Boy I sure can't wait tuh meet the different cars" Mater exclaimed
"Same here, Mater. We can really learn a lot about the other cars" replied Lightning while putting up the finishing touches. "There! Check out that sign, Mater" Mater came to read the sign. Mater was confused.
"Cars Club... huh? Vehicles with humans aren't allowed!?" Mater read out loud. "But buddy, we have fans from all over tuh world! Wouldn't that hurt them feelins'?"
Lightning smiled and patted his buddy.
I wasn't talking about the fans, Mater. I'm talking about the different vehicle world with humans roaming in it" Lightning explained. Mater doesn't get it though "But they're humans" Mater added. Lightning was trying his hardest to explain it more specifically.
"You see Mater, the humans that loved us and our friends are not on any of the vehicles world. But there are humans in some vehicle worlds which is not what we
Torque ~ Chapter 4Chapter 4 - "Reverse Interrogation"More Like This
The interrogation room's dull yellow walls seemed to do the opposite for Ambrogio in terms of psychological effects. The walls, to him, really did have eyes. He saw the walls as if they were staring right back into his eyes and speaking, "Break."
He shook his hood, nope, he thought, not me. He spoke to the walls in his mind, like any good agent put in his situation would. When a spy is put into a situation where he's being interrogated or being threatened, he doesn't keep his attention only on the subject. His attention goes in all directions - evenly - which is why many people think spies are "super" beings; and the attention to the smallest details keep their attention from giving into whatever feeling was trying to be forced upon them; like a grandmother's knitting as she's parked at her husband's funeral. These walls will not intimidate me, he said to himself, they will not for these walls are nothing but cheap paint.
Torque ~ Chapter 3Chapter 3 - “The New One and the Reunion”More Like This
"...and to the republic for which it stands, one nation under God indivisible with liberty, and justice for all," Rod mumbled to himself. He brought his tire up and out, saluting the small star spangled banner pinned to the cork board in his dorm.
The walls were a clean, cream color which complimented the white tile floor. A chestnut writing desk stood proudly against a wall, ready to be of assistance as a golden lamp that sat off to the side slept through the morning's daylight. Next to the desk, a tall bookcase - which matched his desk - filled with books from his training served as a reminder every single day that Rod's efforts were worth it. The bed, however, wasn't much. It was a cot, but more "decorated" than ones in the army. It was clean, it looked fresh, but it still didn't seem to be a permanent area to rest, just like any other cot. One thing was for sure - at least it wasn't Detroit.
He took in a deep breath as hi
Torque ~ Chapter 2Chapter 2 - "Don't Drop the Soap"More Like This
Rod came rolling from the street to a light yellow house with two floors and a gray roof. He went to put his tire on the door, but a foul stench made him cringe. He looked down at his hood, Evelyn's oily blood still spread all over him. His eyelids squinted from the odor starting to tease his eyes, "Nn..," he pressed his hood into the front door, opening it slowly. He stopped, making sure no one was awake, pulling in his lips, and rolling inside.
Rod's tires gently caressed the wooden floor, trying to be as silent as possible. He hoped that his mother's blown out scented candles would hold off his scent until morning, but the oil was already cooled by now, and its faint scent in the air was just mixing with Evelyn's blood; a flowery, metallic scent that matched Evelyn's perfume mixed with her blood back at the murder site. Rod shook his hood and his eyes focused on the ramp to the second floor. The guilt from the sight, the curdled blood, the so
Torque ~ Chapter 1Chapter 1 - "Just a City Boy, Born and Raised in South Detroit"More Like This
The muscle car could barely see past his front bumper because of the blinding fog. His treads peeled off the asphalt as his tires rolled down the empty city street - still wet from the rain. The dying stoplight hummed with his engine in the bizarre silence while the warm lights coming from inside the apartment buildings were distorted from the lingering cloud.
Detroit, where cars were inside by the time the sun set, guns, drugs; just like in the movies. Every day that passed, it felt just like those movies for him. There are good parts and bad parts everywhere, but one of the truest things he could say was that there hasn't been a dull moment in the area of Detroit he lived in; and he couldn't see himself growing up anywhere else. Something about the thrill never got old.
"EMPTY YOUR TRUNK," a man's voice echoed from an alley in the distance. The muscle car's attention on the fog quickly faded, "I SAID GIMMIE WHAT'S