Post by vastrix on Sept 9, 2023 2:57:43 GMT -5
Jack Johnson and Frank Jones are outside and ducked behind a car outside of the garage. Both are in their work uniforms to work on the Silver Sliver, but something is out of the ordinary.
Both of them have a rainbow of colors going across their bodies. Paintball strikes.
Jack Johnson: You should not have told him that we were even looking for a different driver!
Frank Jones: I said I was sorry! I thought it would inform him that we would NOT be replacing him since he won that race! I thought I was improving morale!
Jack Johnson: You thought it would improve morale to let him know that we were thinking of replacing him in the first place? This is what happens!
Frank Jones: Shhh!
Jack Johnson: I will NOT shhh! I will-
Frank puts a hand over Jack’s mouth with wide, frightened eyes. The voice of Greg Adkins can be heard nearby. He is walking out of the garage in his own uniform and what looks like a paintball machinegun with a rainbow of paintballs in the hopper.
Greg Adkins: Come out, come out wherever you are! I told you I was going to win that race, but did you guys believe me? Nooooo. Instead, you drafted a Craigslist ad to replace me! I am hurt.
A motion out of the corner of his eye and BLAM! He shoots the mail man in the chest with the paintball gun. The mail man angrily puts the mail for Team Wood at the garage mail box and leaves the area. Greg Adkins begins to walk around.
Greg Adkins: We have another race to win, guys. Just take your punishments like men and lets get to planning how we can win this upcoming race. I can feel the Sippy Cup already!
Frank looks underneath the car to see where Greg’s feet are and taps Jack on the shoulder. He whispers.
Frank Jones: We should move from this spot. Greg’s almost here!
Jack Johnson: Okay. Let’s go.
They start moving toward the back of the car so that they can run the distance from the car to the side of the garage when Greg ‘rounds the back of the car with a look of triumph.
Greg Adkins: I found you!
He unloads the paintball gun in full auto, striking his crew members many, many times with the different colors of paintballs.
This keeps going until Greg is out of ammo and then he throws the gun down. Jack and Frank sit on the ground and moan in pain, each with more than twenty shots having landed on each of them.
Greg Adkins: Whatcha got to say for yourselves?
Frank Jones: We are sorry that we considered replacing you in the Silver Sliver. It was wrong.
Jack Johnson: Can you ever forgive us? We just wanted to win.
Greg Adkins: Apparently, the secret is a tailpipe full of Greg Juice, but really. Let’s go in and plan out how we’re going to win…off camera.
Greg looks at the camera and winks.
The three head back into the garage to plan for how they will win the next race.
The Optional Race Enhancer Questions (explained in other post on roleplay rules):
1. How will your vehicle respond to poker chips being flung.
Greg Adkins will try to get one of the other cars between him and the sources of the poker chips so that they get hit instead of him.
2. Dialog from you racers as they cross the card bridge.
Greg Adkins: Oh man. Is this bridge gonna hold? Please hold, please hold. I’ll swear off sex for a week if you hold!
Assuming that he crosses the bridge ok, Greg shouts. “Sucker! I had my penis crossed!”
3. Dialog from your racers regarding the go go girls.
Greg Adkins: Hey, ladies! Looking for a good time?
It’s not like he’s going to spend a long time waiting for them to respond or anything.
4. How will your team respond to winning?
Greg Adkins will give out kisses to the nearest people, regardless of what sex they are or appear to be.
5. How will your team respond to not winning?
Greg Adkins walks away from his car with his head slumped in defeat.
Both of them have a rainbow of colors going across their bodies. Paintball strikes.
Jack Johnson: You should not have told him that we were even looking for a different driver!
Frank Jones: I said I was sorry! I thought it would inform him that we would NOT be replacing him since he won that race! I thought I was improving morale!
Jack Johnson: You thought it would improve morale to let him know that we were thinking of replacing him in the first place? This is what happens!
Frank Jones: Shhh!
Jack Johnson: I will NOT shhh! I will-
Frank puts a hand over Jack’s mouth with wide, frightened eyes. The voice of Greg Adkins can be heard nearby. He is walking out of the garage in his own uniform and what looks like a paintball machinegun with a rainbow of paintballs in the hopper.
Greg Adkins: Come out, come out wherever you are! I told you I was going to win that race, but did you guys believe me? Nooooo. Instead, you drafted a Craigslist ad to replace me! I am hurt.
A motion out of the corner of his eye and BLAM! He shoots the mail man in the chest with the paintball gun. The mail man angrily puts the mail for Team Wood at the garage mail box and leaves the area. Greg Adkins begins to walk around.
Greg Adkins: We have another race to win, guys. Just take your punishments like men and lets get to planning how we can win this upcoming race. I can feel the Sippy Cup already!
Frank looks underneath the car to see where Greg’s feet are and taps Jack on the shoulder. He whispers.
Frank Jones: We should move from this spot. Greg’s almost here!
Jack Johnson: Okay. Let’s go.
They start moving toward the back of the car so that they can run the distance from the car to the side of the garage when Greg ‘rounds the back of the car with a look of triumph.
Greg Adkins: I found you!
He unloads the paintball gun in full auto, striking his crew members many, many times with the different colors of paintballs.
This keeps going until Greg is out of ammo and then he throws the gun down. Jack and Frank sit on the ground and moan in pain, each with more than twenty shots having landed on each of them.
Greg Adkins: Whatcha got to say for yourselves?
Frank Jones: We are sorry that we considered replacing you in the Silver Sliver. It was wrong.
Jack Johnson: Can you ever forgive us? We just wanted to win.
Greg Adkins: Apparently, the secret is a tailpipe full of Greg Juice, but really. Let’s go in and plan out how we’re going to win…off camera.
Greg looks at the camera and winks.
The three head back into the garage to plan for how they will win the next race.
The Optional Race Enhancer Questions (explained in other post on roleplay rules):
1. How will your vehicle respond to poker chips being flung.
Greg Adkins will try to get one of the other cars between him and the sources of the poker chips so that they get hit instead of him.
2. Dialog from you racers as they cross the card bridge.
Greg Adkins: Oh man. Is this bridge gonna hold? Please hold, please hold. I’ll swear off sex for a week if you hold!
Assuming that he crosses the bridge ok, Greg shouts. “Sucker! I had my penis crossed!”
3. Dialog from your racers regarding the go go girls.
Greg Adkins: Hey, ladies! Looking for a good time?
It’s not like he’s going to spend a long time waiting for them to respond or anything.
4. How will your team respond to winning?
Greg Adkins will give out kisses to the nearest people, regardless of what sex they are or appear to be.
5. How will your team respond to not winning?
Greg Adkins walks away from his car with his head slumped in defeat.