From The Twisted Mind Of A Brotha Pro. Presents:
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Digimon Tamers Parody: Life in Digi-City: Joy-Ride I haven't been writing much these past few months, been dealing with a pretty life changing personal matter, almost wanted to stop writing, but it's a hobby I really like doing that I'm surprised I stopped doing years ago.
Anyway, it was time to get back into this series, while I have a bit of a block on some others works. This episode is set the following Thursday after Guilmon's first date with Renamon. His car had finally been completed and was ready for pickup. Veemon, feeling guilty about 'abandoning' Guilmon for his girlfriend Gatomon, decided to tag along and help pay the bill for the car's repairs.
Guilmon drives a '71 Picard Piranha from the game Interstate '76. It's the game's version of the Hemi Barracuda (I consider it the Muscle Car all other Muscle Cars aspire to be)
Interstate '76 FYI was a classic '97 PC Car Combat Game. I played it for hours online back in the day.
Hack '76 was the modding program that allowed you to mod the cars, (have four gun turrets on your car, add wheels from different cars, paint schemes, for example.)
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-Grease-Monkey Auto Shop-
The Allomon shop-owner greeted Guilmon and Veemon with a large smile, covered in oil and eating a burrito. He gave the pair a greasy handshake and lead them out back to the car lot.
"I'm sorry it took so long buddy, like I said I would have had it ready for you sooner, but parts are hard to find. But I think you will find it was well worth the wait my friend." The Allomon said guiding the duo to a familiar looking vehicle.
Guilmon couldn't believe it, but indeed it was his orange '71 Picard Piranha with black racing stripes, but improved. It's body model was still the same polygonal render, but with improved textures and detail, he could actually see his reflection in the paint. Still in awe, Guilmone never felt Allomon slapping the dino on the back with a greasy claw, laughing.
"I know, doesn't look nothing like it used to am I right? Heh-heh, well that's because I went and upgraded the whole thing for you, an entire texture upgrade as allowed for a car program like this one...Plus, I added a little something else." Allomon whispered in Guilmon's ear, "Hack 76, if you ever feel the urge to mod up this baby." Allomon chuckled out, dropping the car keys in Guilmon's open paw.
"I don't know what to say..." Guilmon uttered out, trying to hold back a tear.
"You don't have to say anything...just pay me." Allomon replied.
"Heh, of course..." Guilmon replied wiping away tears.
He pulled out his wallet, only to be stopped by Veemon.
"Hey, I said I'd take care of it right? Here." Veemon said.
He turned towards Allomon, placing several hundred Digi-Bills into the dinsosaur's paw.
The mechanic smiled as he saw the crisp new bills and began counting them, heading to his office. Guilmon of course wanted to say thanks to Veemon, but his blue friend just tapped on the red dinosaur's claw, which held the car keys. Not needing to say anymore, they both hoped into the orange muscle car; Guilmon took the time to admire the upgraded look of the interior that looked and felt more realistic than before. Turning the key, the engine roared to life as if it actually had real high-octane gas coursing through its combustion chambers. Veemon reached over and checked out the radio, no longer a flat 8-bit image, but an actual 3D rendered radio; complete with 8-Track player.
"Wow! Hey this thing can load and play Mp3 files! We can play our own tunes on this, quite the upgrade indeed." Veemon exclaimed, tuning the radio to a suitable station.
"Awesome! But you know what I want to hear." Guilmon said, pulling out his large mirrored sunglasses.
"Of course." Veemon said, switching the radio to the 8-Track player, which was already loaded with a large orange 8-Track tape.
-A/N: The track about to play is from the Interstate '76 Game SoundTrack, titled: 'Never Get Outta The Car'. I recommend you check out the soundtrack on YT, it was one of the best aspects of the game. It really did capture the funk the '70s-
As the familiar tune digital guitar and base played, Guilmon started nodding his head to the beat, shifting the car in gear. Veemon was forced back into his seat as the car accelerated out from the garage. A Buraimon passing by was nearly ran over by the orange muscle car as it sped onto the open street, skidding into the correct lane and racing away. All the hawk digimon could do was curse and flip the bird at the car now long gone from his view.
"So where to now eh buddy? Back to the pad with the others?" Veemon asked.
"Nah, I feel like just driving..." Guilmon answered, driving onto the highway.
"Any place in particular?" Veemon asked.
But the answer formed in the back of his mind he could take a good guess as to where Guilmon wanted go, and it was confirmed when he saw they were taking the exit to Route 36.
"Right...I get you. I'll tell the others we'll be a back later." Veemon answered with a chuckle.
"Got that right." Guilmon said, shifting into high gear as he got onto the small highway exiting the city.
-Route 36 'Digital Backroads'-
The small highway known as Route 36 stretched from the city to the vast desert of the Southern Quadrant. A simple double lane highway that led to various small towns and other settlements scattered across the digital land and the perfect piece of road for those who enjoyed cruising or racing.
At the moment there were only a few cars on the road, game cars from different video games and 3D model programs. The orange muscle car belonging to Guilmon raced down the highway, swerving past other on the road at a fast cruising speed. Inside Guilmon and Veemon bobbed their heads to the music playing over the radio with the windows down.
Veemon had placed on his own pair of shade to match Guilmon's cool demeanor. A Tyranomon in an 18-wheeler hauling refined data packets looked out the side of his window watching the car pass him by, Guilmon giving him a slight nod, which the trucker responded by blowing his horn several times.
The muscle car drove in front of the rig and zoomed ahead coming up upon a convertible. Inside were two young female Dracomons, one red and the other green, the driver. As Guilmon and Veemon pulled up alongside of them, the two women turned and gave the boys a smile and wave; Guilmon grinned while Veemon waved back.
For a while the two cars matched speeds as the passengers did a little flirting with one another, mostly Veemon and the green Dracomon. This went on for about two miles, until Guilmon took an exit leading to a gas station, the two Dracomons gave them a wave goodbye as they parted ways. Veemon felt a little disappointed that they couldn't continue flirting for a bit longer, but Guilmon had to get gas.
-Last Stop Truck Stop-
The Last Stop Truck Stop franchise had several known reputations for its stations across the Digital Highways: cheap gas, questionable food, funny and stupid souvenirs, and clean stalls. Guilmon and Veemon experienced all four.
Exiting from the store the two digimon headed back to Guilmon's car, each with slurpees in their hands, though Guilmon hand more. He purchased two said souvenirs, a shotglass with an older logo for the truck stop on its side, and a pink cowboy hat.
Then there was also the questionable food, finishing off one large greasy chilidog; Guilmon started working on the second, much to Veemon's disgust.
" *gag* Guilmon you have a cast-iron stomach with a bottomless pit. I can't believe you bought those things. Didn't you read my story about that worm outbreak linked to this place?" Veemon said.
"Yeah, but I forgot it was this truck stop." Guilmon said with his mouth full. "But that was months ago, and they taste fine to me."
"Don't say I didn't warn you buddy." Veemon said shaking his head, then taking notice of two digimon over by Guilmon's car.
"Huh?" Guilmon had noticed as well.
Standing by the car were two stocky Geremon dressed like frat boys. One was taking pictures of the other posing next to the car, both laughing and giggling.
"Hiyah boys, like my car?" Guilmon said approaching the two with a smile as he gobbled down the chilidog.
The two Geremon looked over at the crimson reptile and exchanged glances with a slight snicker between them.
"Whoa dude, this you ride right here? Ha-ha incredible, me and my bro here couldn't believe our eyestalks when we pulled up!" Said the Geremon who had been posing.
"Yeah! I didn't think anymore car programs like this were still out on the road dude." The other said.
"Yup, she is a classic. Came from a classic game." Guilmon answered.
He then placed his purchase in the back seat and went to pump gas into the tank.
The two Geremon bust out in laughter hearing Guilmon's reply; he and Veemon exchanged a puzzled glance when one of the Geremon spoke.
"Classic game? Dude that game total sucked!"
"What did you say?" Guilmon said.
"Yeah dude, it was a shitty game. Shitty gameplay with shitty graphics, I was just getting pictures so I can show the rest of my racing buddies. They are going to get a good laugh when they see these pics." The Geremon said with a laugh, his friend joining in.
Guilmon growled in anger, taking a moment before he replied calmly, "Racing buddies huh? You two race? In what?"
The pair of Geremon looked at him before pointing to a white '97 Chevrolet Camaro SS in the next pump over. Guilmon could tell it came from a newer video game, a series he knew all too well. He couldn't help but let out a laugh.
"Ha! You race in that thing? It's from a racing game known for glitch exploits and handling mechanics so easy, an In-Training could drive one of those vehicle!" Guilmon replied.
The nearest Geremon got up in Guilmon's face staring him down, not taking the insult kindly.
"Hey! It's still a racing car, unlike this shit-mobile! I heard these cars will explode if they flip over! What moron programmed that?" He said jabbing a finger into Guilmon's chest.
"I can still out race your asses in this shit-mobile." Guilmon growled out, the iris in this eyes turning into slits.
"Ahh...Guilmon..." Veemon tried to speak to his crimson friend, but Guilmon ignored him.
Veemon walked over to Guilmon placing a hand on his shoulder, which didn't yield a response.
"That a challenge chicken-shit?" The Geremon asked, his eyestalks nearly touching Guilmon's own eyes.
"Name the time and place." Guilmon answered in a low growl.
"Oh shit..." Veemon said shaking his lowered head.
"How about now? Race on Dead Man's Curve, straight to the old broken bridge; first person to the bridge is the winner. But we know who that's going to be already." The Geremon said giving Guilmon a hard shove back.
That set the red digimon dinosaur off; he would have been on the other digimon had not for Veemon grabbing him from behind holding him back.
"Hey man, let it go." Veemon said, "These asshole aren't worth it. Look, the gas is already pumped. Let's just hit the road and head back to the city ok?"
Guilmon tried to break free of his friend's grasp, his eyes still on the two Geremon who only laughed, hoping into the Camaro.
"Don't be late loser, but if you don't show up, that wouldn't surprise me either!" The Geremon behind the driver's wheel said through the car window.
Guilmon was about to reply, but the muscle car peeled off, heading onto a road heading west. Guilmon shouted out several curse words clawing the air while Veemon used all his strength to keep Guilmon in a rear hold. Finally Veemon released him when the car was out of their view.
"Forget them buddy." Veemon said looking at the backside of Guilmon who continued to look west.
"Get in." Guilmon said in a flat tone, entering his car.
Veemon jumped in looking over at Guilmon who had a far-away look. His eyes were still in their feral state as he started up the engine. This worried Veemon.
"Buddy? We're heading home right? Right?" Veemon asked.
Guilmon didn't answer, he merely pulled out of the gas station with his foot heavy on the pedal; heading west.
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To Be Continued.
(A/N: OK, so I used Geremons as the racer digimon, mostly because of their eyestalks and stupid grins. I know they are slugs, but in this Alternate Universe most of the digimon who don't have humanoid or anthropomorphic bodies do.
Well I hope yah enjoyed this installment, R&R and let me know.)