Halfway through the day, a chill east wind began to blow through the city, bringing with it promise of rain. And sure enough, as evening came, black clouds rolled in across the skyline, settling just beside the city. The wind picked up. Trash was whirled and tossed about in the gutters. Raindrops began to patter.
In the deserted street, a streamlined Chevy sat idling at a traffic light. The light turned green, but the car didn't move. Suddenly, the clouds opened up and rain began to pour down by the bucketful. Raised voices, coming from inside the car, could just barely be heard over the roar of the torrential rain. Angry shouts. Accusations. The light turned to red again.
Then the passenger side door was flung open and a girl stepped out, slamming it shut behind her. She ran to the sidewalk and under the shelter of an awning, her arms clutched about her for warmth. She looked back at the solitary Chevy, and hesitated. Then she turned, and walked back down the street, soaking wet, hair dripping.
Inside the Chevy, Jimmy the Saint sat alone. Hands on the steering wheel, eyes staring bleakly off down the road that led out of town, off into the distance.
Another car screeched to a stop alongside him. He looked over. It was Wild Billy, who threw him a jaunty salute and took a swig from something in a brown paper bag. Jimmy stared back, blank and desperate. Billy rolled down the window and leaned over to say something, but suddenly there was a roar, a horrific screeching of spinning tires, and Jimmy's Chevy tore off down the road. Billy slammed on the gas and took off after him. Out into the heart of the storm.
Five miles down the road, Billy caught up to the Chevy and pulled up alongside it. Both cars were really flying now. Billy motioned to Jimmy to pull over, but Jimmy only accelerated. 80. 85. 90. Billy's car pulled forward again, moving up next to the Chevy. He looked over at Jimmy, and looked back at the road - only to find that the road before them had flooded out.
Both cars slammed on their brakes and the Chevy spun out of control, did a 360 degree turn, and slammed directly into the other car. Billy's vehicle was instantly flipped onto its side while both cars continued to skid across the road, leaving a trail of twisted metal all across the road. Finally, the two cars came to rest, crumpling like tin cans against a telephone pole. There was a moment of silence, and then a deafening explosion. Jimmy the Saint and Wild Billy were gone.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_h4jxXPENU
Almost immediately, the rain died down and the wind fell to a gentle breeze. As the clouds began to break, some people in the city noticed a trail of black smoke drifting up into the swiftly fading sunlight.
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Night 2 has begun. Baddies, Angel, and Dreamer, send me your respective PMs whenever you're ready.
The Living
Johnny 99 -
Nogrod
City Dude -
Inziladun
Gypsy Biker -
Shasta
Bad Scooter -
Isabellkya
Mary -
Rikae
Crazy Janey -
Alonariel
Boardwalk Sandy -
Sally
Rosalita -
Loslote
Jersey Girl -
Wilwarin
Wendy -
Lariren
The Dead
Jimmy the Saint -
Morsul - The Highwayman (Hunter)
Wild Billy -
Glirdan - Innocent