//------------------------------// // Racer Story Day 1 // Story: Need For Speed: Friendship Pursuit // by RayneTheSkunk //------------------------------// Need for Speed Friendship Pursuit Racer Story DAY 1 Excitement Welcome to Dockview, a playground for street racers. From the long winding roads and scenery of the county to the traffic and back alleys of the city, racers have turned the whole area into their personal colosseum. Racing the fastest and most powerful cars on the market. With heavy crime comes heavy police enforcement. The DVSPD, Dockview Speeder Police Department, was made just to confront these bad boys. Cops armed with top of the line cars and equipment. Nothing will stop them from busting their targets. The worlds best racers versus the worlds best cops. Bad ponies and good ponies fight to conquer the dangerous roads of Dockview! Rainbow Dash flicked off her T.V. “I hate cop shows.” Rainbow lived in a small apartment on the east side of Dockview. Funnily enough it was those cop shows that brought her here. The pegasus Rainbow Dash used to live in a rural middle of nowhere town called Ponyville. There was no pleasure for her back on those roads. Every street there was to plain to feel the true fun of speeding . She needed the best to prove she was the best. She saw Dockview chases on T.V. and knew she had to be one of those racers. Rainbow got all money she had and hopped a plane to Dockview. Got a new apartment, a new car, and a new career. It was the start of the best action filled chapter of her life. The pegasus showered, ate breakfast, and all that other morning stuff. She stepped outside her apartment and took in the city air, smog and fast-food. For her that was a thousand times better then dumb old clean air. Parked in the lot of her new apartment was her first new car. A Porsche Boxster Spyder . It was the same shade of blue as her coat. Rainbow had a tendency to be lucky. There happened to be a race being held specifically to test that car and she managed to get one for free just so she could race it. This city was definitely on her side. Pony cars weren’t the same as the ones for the bipedal. The pedals were rounded and the steering wheel had two large grooves for hooves to be inserted. Rainbow Dash’s first race was in about two hours, down at Dockview county’s coast. That wouldn’t be a problem in this roadster. She felt confident driving down the street in a car that would make any stallion green with envy. Her hoof was just dieing to push that peddle all the way down just to see how fast she could go. She knew better though as much as she wanted to speed it had to wait till it was time to race. Getting busted now would just ruin everything. The traffic didn't help her. In Ponyville there was never traffic. Then she learned her first lesson about the city, traffic sucks. Thanks to the stupid traffic it really did take rainbow about two hours to get there. Once she was into the county though things were much better for her. The long open roads were perfect for her to speed on with out any problems. There was the occasional car, but they were all easy to just move around. The coast of Dockview was a beautiful sight. Sandy cliffs and trees overlooking the vast clean ocean. The bright sun shined down on the already bright scenery. The racers didn’t just come here for speed they came here for beauty She saw four of the other racers waiting at the start. Dash parked on the right side of the road. Dash stepped out the car and glanced over the other ponies. She turned her head forward to find a frighteningly pink earth pony right in front of her. “Are you naked?” the pink pony examined Rainbow’s body. Dash looked down her self. “You must not be around here because I know everypony and I mean everypony in the loop.” The pony was all smiles and bubbles. She also lacked the concept of personal space. Rainbow dash looked at the pony in front of her then the rest. They were all wearing clothes. Shirts, jackets, pants, and skirts. In Ponyville clothes were only a burden. The pink pony was dressed in a green and black checkered shirt. It added a retro look to the young mare. “Is there a problem with me being naked? I mean it’s not like ponies need them!” Dash responded “No it's just strange,” she continued to glance over Rainbow's structure, “Light,” she remarked “That should help you out a lot!” This mare was loud, very obnoxiously loud. It took Dash a moment to realize the pony had been checking her out for the last minute, “Hey!”Dash pushed the mare onto her back, “I’m not here to be anypony’s eye candy.” The mare giggled and got right back up. “Silly filly. I’m not looking at you like that," Pinkie bounced back onto her hooves, "You have to know the ponies your up against. How their car is built and how they are built you understand. My name’s Pinkie Pie! What’s yours?” “Dash. Rainbow Dash! I moved here from Ponyville a week ago.” Pinkie Pie’s ears perked. “Ponyville?! That’s really far away from here do you have farms,” Dash gave a some what scared nod “,OMG I knew it! Hey have you heard the theory that music makes you better at everything,” Dash shook her head, “Oh than listen to this while you drive. These cars don’t have radios.” Pinkie gave dash a rainbow colored MP3 player. It had about 20 songs in it with space for a lot more. “Isn’t this yours? I can get my own.” Dash tried to give it back. Pinkie refused. “I have plenty more where that came from,” Pinkie showed dash a bag with about twenty different MP3 players in it, “Just trust me music makes you better at everything.” Dash put the ear bud’s into her ears. They fit pretty well. Suddenly everyone was getting back in their cars. Dash turned to see that the last racer was pulling in. She hopped back into her roadster and strapped up. It was time to start this. These things always started one of two ways. All the drivers meet on the road while driving or they met at a designated starting point. The drivers all revved their engines ready to race. No flag girl, no gun, no countdown they just knew when it was time to go. Dash took the few seconds she had before they started to turn on her new music player. ♪Edge of the Earth♪ Time was up. The race was officially on. They let go of their breaks and they were off. Rainbow dash started in 5th she always liked starting in the back It was more of a challenge. In about ten seconds flat she was at 100mph., but this car could go much faster. She made sure drive on the wrong side of the road. All the cars where equipped with an arcane magic system that charged if you drove dangerously. Slip streaming, wrong lanes, nearly crashing, drifting, taking short cuts, but the best charge was taking down a cop. Rainbow easily weaved between the racers in front of her. Now she just had to deal with the pony in first. Dash tagged behind the driver as they drove through the sandy cliff side road. Through her rear view mirror Dash could see the late racer pulling in behind her. The third place car was black and the tinted windows kept her from seeing the driver. Of course it didn't matter much who the opponents as long as they lost. Dash tried to block off the racer behind her as they sped on a straight patch of the road. The cars where nearing top speed and dash still wasn't close enough to passing into first. The lead racer jerked her car into the right lane. The racer was replaced with a commuter heading her way. Dash panicked swerving her car into the road railing. Her car slowed as it grid against the rails. Dash growled as the other racer passed her. Dash yanked the car back onto the rode immediately punching down on the nitrous. The wind raged against her face as she accelerated up the incline. The Boxster hit top speed at 166mph. The road changed into a downhill path as she passed the peak of the hill. Dash drafted behind the white racer who was now in second place. Looking to her left dash noticed a short bridge. Next to the bridge was a small path that lead under and around the bridge. Using the draft and momentum Dash closed the gap between her and second place. The cliff made a heavy curve ahead of them. Dash stuck to the left side of the road as she forced the car into a hard drift. Dash held her hoof above the nitrous ready to boost out of the turn. As soon as the turn finished her short cut was ready. Dash hit the nitrous and crashed through the wooden barrier. The dirt path went right under the bridge. The moment of racing alone didn't last long. Dash exited the shortcut popping on the right lane of the other side of the bridge. The short cut didn't do much, but she passed the white racer. Her opponent didn't give up. She stayed close behind Dash. The road turned back into an incline. They made a clean right turn that revealed a tunnel before them. Dash stuck to the left lane as she entered the tunnel. The cars lights turned on in darkness. A heavy large truck was heading her way. Dash grew a devilish grin. She kept speeding towards the truck till she was as close as possible. Once the car and the truck was grill to grill she whipped the car into the right lane. Dash cringed as she herd the horrified painful scream of the other racer. Dash tried to ignore that she probably just killed a pony. She turned up the music. “Stand out on the edge of the earth! Dive into the Center of fame!” Dash came speeding out the tunnel. The was a four way interception outside the tunnel. She pulled hard on the emergency break making a left turn. She slid perfectly through the merge into the next street. As she exited the turn she used the half a tank of nitrous the road turned back into a downhill slope. She could see the racer ahead her in a black Boxster.Dash chased her down the curving hill determined to pass her. Dash was ready to pass her and leave her in her dust. Just a tiny bit closer and first place was hers. Dash hit top speed at 166mph, but she dared to push it harder. Dash cranked it up to eleven using the nitrous to push the car into 174. Rainbow was about to whip her way into first the racer disappeared into a dirt road to the beach! Before dash could realize the racer just took a short cut it was too late for her to follow. Out of nitrous the Boxster slowed back down to the 166mph range. Dash heard another racer coming up. Dash positioned herself in front of the racer to block. Dash looked at her rear view mirror. It was Pinkie Pie! The mare still had the big shining smile from earlier. “Hey Dash! Real shame about that short cut huh? I can’t believe I missed it I know this place so well.” The two were grill to bumper on a curving bridge above the beach. Pinkie dangerously hung her head over the edge “Hey you can see him down there. He’s down there driving in the sand.” “What the hell do you think your doing !” The two went into a hard right turn “We can’t talk in the middle of a race!” Dash panicked losing her grip on the wheel. Dash lost her perfect drift and slammed against the walls of the road. Pinkie passed her up laughing. “I guess we’ll talk later then!” Even though Pinkie hardly seemed to pay much attention to the road she had no problem driving. She made her drifts and turns with ease even while she was just staring at the clouds. Dash watched her from behind as she tried her best to get ahead on the bridge. The sight of a pony taking a the sport so lightly was almost aggravating. For a pony to drive so well with out even seeming to care. It was as if Pinkie was mocking her for trying so hard. The two of them where just a tiny bit away from getting off the bridge. Dash heard something to her right. It was the black Boxster coming up on a hill to the right of the bridge. The path led up the hill into some sort of light construction site. There was a small room of opportunity for dash to slide her way into the new route. Luckily Pinkie was already on it. Dash copied Pinkie’s movements as the two of them made their way through the narrow opening. Dash looked at her increasing nitrous meter. It was rising near the top. It was boostin’ time! She slammed the nitrous button and moved in. There was little room for maneuvering in this small short cut but there was a turn. As Pinkie drifted into the turn Dash did the same with the nitro fired up. She slammed into her pink rival pushing her out of the way. The attack slowed dash down a bit, but there was still nitrous left as she got back onto the road. Pinkie behind her the black racer in front of her. All the others where just cars in the back. There was one mile left to the finish line. Dash drove in the left lane as she watched her nitrous fill. There wasn’t much time left. She hit what was left of her boost juice. She was dashing right behind her target. She could see the head of the driver. That’s when Rainbow dash noticed something weird. “Feathers?” She said to herself. Whoever was driving that car wasn’t a pony. She shook the thought out of her head. Dash tried to move past. As Dash tried to maneuver around the non-pony, she saw Pinkie closing in from the rear view mirror. She just realized Pinkie saved all of her nitrous from drifting for just now. Then she realized the another thing. She never saw this, whatever it is, use it’s nitrous either. Just as dash realized the car in front of her boosted forward out of her reach. At this point she could see the finish line. The creature was too far to catch of too and pinkie was already right next to her. Rainbow took a deep breath and did the last thing she could resort to. She grabbed the wheeled and swung the car into pinkie. Pinkie simply giggled. “You wanna play rough?” Pinkie slammed back. Rainbow dash was forced into the parking lot of the store near the finish line. Pinkie waved and hit the bit of nitrous she had left. The creature came in first, Pinkie was second. Rainbow hurried up finishing third. Everyone else didn’t matter. The racer in the black car drove off immediately after winning. Pinkie stuck around couple yards from the finish line. Dash parked next to her. “Hey, um when do I get my money? I still get a prize for third, right?” Rainbow Dash leaned over the car door. “Oh don’t worry it gets sent to you over night. The mystery pony who runs the Loop some how watches every race that ever happens. You know for your first Dockview race you did awesome.” Rainbow Dash's act went into smug mode. “Well I was the best in Ponyville.” Dash cringed as crash played in her eardrums. She realized the ear buds from Pinkie’s MP3 player were still in her ears. “Oh and your music theory may have helped a bit too.” Pinkie smiled. “You’re a seriously crazy pony to try talking during a race though.” “Well I like to get to know everypony. Some ponies call me Pinkie the Party. I just call myself Pinkie and I’ll call you Dashie.” Rainbow snorted at the nick name. “Hey,I have a lot of connections and I know the city like the back of my hoof! I can show you around.” Dash smiled “Sure that sounds great!” The two drove around the county and the city for the rest of the day. They had small mini-races between each other. Pinkie being the victor of most of them. Pinkie proved she can run her mouth as good as she could run a car. Her nonstop talking was more than a bit annoying, but it was also pretty entertaining. The two parked at a gas station to refuel. “Hey Pinkie how do you drive so well with out paying attention?” Dash had no idea why she waited so long to ask that question. “Well” Pinkie thought about it for a second “Well, I guess it’s my style.” She laughed “I know my track and I know my racers or at least most of them. I just don’t worry and let loose. Party! Keeping it fun and all.” Dash laughed. It sounded ridiculous, but at the same time it made a tiny bit of sense some where."Hey umm. Have you ever killed a pony before in a race?" Pinkie stared at the night sky her smile turning into a more thoughtful expression. "I don't like to think I killed anyone, but I probably have. Racers can be so stubborn sometimes when they want to win." She turned back to a grin "Plus plenty of ponies die in these whether I participate or not anyway right? No need for me to worry about it! I'm just lucky to be one of the ones alive." Dash thought about the pony she made crash. She had no idea whether they died or not. She decided it was better to change the subject and pretend the pony lived “So did you notice that person that won wasn’t a pony?” Pinkie nodded “Hmmm I wonder, maybe she was a weasle!” “She had feathers.” Dash replied before laughing at the colorful assumption. “I think she was something called a griffon, half lion half eagle.” Pinkie Pie jumped “Uh, Pinkie?” “ Speaking of really weird things there is someone I have got to show you in the city!” Pinkie slid across the hood of the car and flipped into her seat. “Follow me!” Not to be out done by an earth pony Dash back flipped into her seat and drove after Pinkie. Pinkie led her to a huge night club. The unst unst unst could be heard from three blocks down. The club was covered in neon lights and sparklers. In front was a long rectangular fountain the that shot several jets of water. The bright light’s made it seem as though the water was glowing. “Come on this is the best place party. It’s also the best place to get cars and stuff” Pinkie took her shirt off revealing a smaller one made mostly of straps and strings. It would have been revealing if ponies actually had something to reveal. “It’s party clothes.” . The concept of fashion was lost on Rainbow, but she understood party and cars. Inside the club was even brighter. Bright multicolored lights flashed everywhere. The music was hyper, repetitive and base heavy. Ponies wore illuminated cloths and swung glow sticks. The brightest part was the stage were the neon maned DJ played. Even with all the colors everywhere everything else was black and dark. The walls, the floors, the tables. It was the strangest contrast of the darkest abyss and the brightest rainbows Dash has ever seen. Dash has just stepped up to city parties. “Dashie Over here!” Pinkie waved to her from the crowd. Rainbow did her best to find Pinkie amongst the mob of partiers. “Good you found me. Now this tall black beauty next to me is Luna.” Luna was definitely taller than most ponies, but that wasn't what made her special. She was an alicorn. She had the powerful wings of a pegaus and the elegant horn of a unicorn. “Hi. You must be the new racer that has Pinkie so impressed.” Luna had a charming beautiful smile. Dash blushed under her fur. “Uhhh, hi. I’m Rainbow Dash.” She couldn’t help, but stare at such a strange pony. Such strong lustrous wings and a powerful horn to go with them. It was something other ponies wished to be. Luna wore darker cloths than the others. She wore a dark purple dress that draped over her body and sparkled whenever the light hit it. “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to stare.” “ It’s okay for a filly to stare at a pony as hot as me.” Luna turned around in place showing each delicate trained curve in her body.Pinkie jabbed a hoof into her. “Luny don’t tease her! Dashie, she’s just full of herself.” Dash tried looking Luna in the eyes, but her eyes kept wandering back to Luna’s wings. “Dash she’s not here to be eye candy.” Pinkie snorted a laugh “Luna’s my car supplier. I convinced her to put you on the list.” “ Mhm I got all the best cars in Dockview. Of course I can’t offer them all to you. I’ll give you a few starters though since Pinkie likes you.” Luna pulled a cell phone out of her dress. She levitated to her mouth tapping the button with her tongue "D.J. Get down to the garage we have a brand new filly from out of town. She needs a proper introduction.” The music died down as attention was drew to the stage “Okay party ponies. DJ P0N-3 has business. Put your hooves up for DJ Twisty Beats!” The DJ disappeared into a trap door under her stage. She was replaced with a pretty young mare with curly red hair. She tossed candy cane shaped glow sticks to the crowd. “Let’s get twisted!” She shouts and the crowd roars with love. Being a DJ must had been sweet. She replaced P0N-3's music with something even faster and more distorted. “Follow us Dashie.” Pinkie and Luna led Rainbow through the crowd to the back of the club. On the way there Luna made sure all ponies noticed her including Dash who was mostly jealous of her wings. They arrived at a monitor on the wall. “This will take us to the garage. Arn‘t you exited.” Dash nodded she was more preoccupied with the strange monitor. Luna turned her flank to the screen. A laser grid scanned her posterior. “Did that thing just check your… oh it scans your cutie mark, right?” Dash asked hoping she figured it out. “Nope it just scans your ass. The DJ that runs this place is a perv.” Luna replied. An elevator door opened up from the wall next to the monitor. The three of them got in. Pinkie whispered to Dash “Don’t let her fool you. The scanner was her idea. Oh and your going to have to get registered for it too.” Dash just rolled her eyes. The elevator opened and Pinkie pushed Rainbow out into the garage. Then she saw it. The biggest collection of some of the sports cars she’s always wanted; the RX-8, TTRS, 370Z, and much more. “Don’t loose control of yourself yet. This is just the Sports series cars. You can use hmm one.” said Luna. Dash turned back to her “What!” “Let me explain it newbie.” The white neon maned unicorn presented herself from behind a Mazda. She had a brown earth pony with her as well. Both had musical cutie marks. The unicorn wore a white t-shirt with glowing tron lines. The earth pony wore a simple black jacket. “Your reputation and skill is registered in wanted levels which is made from adding up your bounty. When you win and drive like a badass doing it you don’t just get cash you get bounty. That adds up to your wanted level. Your currently at the bottom. The best B.A.M.F.s get to level 20 Most Wanted! All you qualify for is that little RX-8 over there.” “Don’t I have to pay?” Dash asked. She felt she deserved cars just for being good, but never thought it would work that way. “Oh you’ll definitely you pay us fees. It’ll just be taken out of your winnings.” The brown mare said. “My name is Octavia and I run the morning part of this establishment with my refined classical performances” She then pointed to the white unicorn “The loud and profane one runs the night shift to keep you crazy partying. Its part of how we keep money.” “Oh Octy you never lighten up. I’m Vinyl Scratch best DJ to bless the ears of the world. Octy is just my personal slave. Aren’t you babe?” Vinyle gave Octavia a short kiss. “I’m not a slave she mumbled” She looked back at the others “Oh we’re making a scene. I’ll uh just go back to number crunching.” She ran off before the others could say a word. “She’s a stuck up little thing, but I love her. The lasts thing you need to know is I run Need For Speed Radio. Where I report on all the heated races and chases through a pirate broadcast. Oh and sense your registering take this.” Vinyl tossed Dash a phone. “Scan your ass then it works as your personal connection to the Loop and it's a pretty sweet smart phone.” Dash reluctantly scanned herself. The phone now recognized her and showed her wanted rank. Rainbow Dash level 1 Speedster: No priority. Dash growled. She looked deeper into the phone's menus. Pinkie, Luna, Vinyl, and even Octavia where already in her contacts. “So I take my car now?” Dash asked. Vinyl shrugged “If you want to Rainbow mane .” she walked passed them into the elivator "Just don't trash or you pay extra." “Drive off with which ever color you want I have a few other members. I know we'll me again soon.” Luna left Dash alone with pinkie as she went up the elivater with Vinyl. Dash decided to take the white RX. She hopped in and sat there taking in the new car smell. She relaxed in the soft seats of her new vehicle. Then she was woken from her trance as she heard that shrill voice she got so used to today. “Drive us home Dashie!” Pinkie shouted. "Don’t worry about the Porsche they’ll be safe here.” “Wha- What! I don’t know where you live.” The annoyed Dash replied “Then take me to your house.” Pinkie suggested. “There is no way in hell your spending the night at my apartment!” Rainbow Dash yelled. Pinkie didn’t mind the noise one bit. She just smiled an said “Who helped you get a new car and got you into the Loop?” Dash groaned “Fine you get to come with me tonight.” She turned the keys in the ignition listening to the beautiful hum of the engine. “Yay! Sleep over!” Pinkie clopped her hooves together. . . .