The Last Grease Monkey: Part 2

Try to fuck María

>>97652
Forgot muh trip

>>97689
dice+1d100

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>97707
Well, fuck

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>97652
Don't let any condor get close from now on. Shoot to kill.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>97652
Rolling for Jim.
>>97689
Lets get home first.

>>97689

It's just you and Maria in the wagon right now, Carla is taking a nap in the gas station. You can't help but notice that she's sitting pretty close to you even though there's plenty of extra room on the bench. Her jacket is partially unzipped, revealing a white tank top. You can almost make out a nipple poking through. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to spend a little more time out here. You switch off the CB, put your arm around Maria and pull her tight.

"What are you-"
You start to nuzzle her smooth, warm neck and slowly unzip her jacket the rest of the way.
"Oh. Oh."

Her breathing gets harder as you begin to kiss her neck while sliding a hand under her tank top and caressing her silky smooth stomach before venturing further upward. She's not wearing a bra. Just as you get a nipple between your fingers, Maria grabs your wrist.

"Get us the fuck out of here first. Then maybe."

>>97719
Going with this next, just couldn't resist.

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>98286
Let's try to get Jim on the phone.

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>98286
Rerolling for Jim.

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"Breaker two-five, Break for Lizard King! Lizard King, you out there buddy?"

"Black Dog!" Never have you been happier to hear Jim's voice. "What's your 20? I been looking all over for your scrawny ass!"

You decide to keep it vague in case of eavesdroppers, he'll know what you mean "I'm at my usual turn-around point, had some car trouble."

"Gawd damn, you broke it again already? Don't tell me you hit something doin' that retarded maneuver you showed me last time!"

"Heh...something like that. Bent the shit outta my driveshaft. Don't suppose there's any chance of getting a wrecker out here?"

Jim sighs. There's dead air for a few seconds while he thinks "Can't call one from here, I could head back to town and get one but it'll take a couple hours. I got a tow bar I can put on the Riv though, not the best but it'll work for sure."

A) Have him come tow you back
B) Have him go back to town and get a wrecker
C) Same as B but have him pick up Maria and Carla first

>>98391
No need to reroll m7 I was just having a little fun. That post is still canon though.

>>98867
It's cool.
inb4 Jim actually turns out to be the king of the lizard people.

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>>98925
He uses that handle because he's a fan of a certain band whose lead singer shares his first name and claimed in one song that he was the Lizard King. At least you think that's why...

>>98742
/dice+1d100

A) Jim says the tow bar will work and we don't want to spend any more time at this gas station near the devilboy corpse than necessary.

Also I'm voting we throw the corpse in the Mercury, light it on fire, and roll it into a ravine or off a cliff if we can.

>>99126
Whoops

dice+1d100

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>99126
>>99136
Don't mind me mates, I'm a blubbering idiot

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>99136
you gotta put it in options

>>98742
Voting A, Jim reckons it'll be fine, Tell him to pack heat

>>99323
Don't worry, Jim's packing serious heat. He also has several guns.

"Yeah, c'mon down and give me a tow. Hate to see you beat on the Riv like that but the sooner I get outta here the better."

"10-4 on that. Hold tight buddy, I'll be there in 15." You hear the Riviera's dual 4bbl carbs open up before Jim shuts his mic off.

"You did it!" Maria shouts with joy and gives you a tight hug. Her jacket is still open and the two hard nips pressing into your chest exacerbate the already painful bulge you've been nursing since the aborted grope session.

"We're not home free yet," you mumble, your mind on other things. Two of them, to be exact.

"No," she says, tracing a hand up your thigh."But you found us a way out." Her hand reaches its destination and gives you a squeeze. "That's worth something. Not everything, but something."

[My trip has the words "tug" and "joy" in it. You fill in the rest]

Almost exactly 15 minutes later, just as the sun is setting, Jim's Riviera rumbles down from the westbound offramp. You and Maria have just enough time to zip yourselves up before he pulls up alongside you with his window down and Foghat on the stereo.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eaUBmWrILrI

"Man where in the name of Zeus's butthole did you find this piece of-" he pauses when he sees Maria. "Dang man, you didn't tell me you had company!"

"Oh yeah, like I'm gonna shout all over the CB that I got a hot piece of poontang-" Maria punches you in the arm. She's smiling though.

Maria goes to get Carla while Jim pulls around back and pretty soon you have the El Camino hitched to the back of the Riviera. You have no doubt it'll pull it, but braking and turning will be a big of an issue.

"Man," says Jim, "What the hell did you hit?"

A) Tell the truth, he's your buddy plus you have witnesses and evidence (claw marks in tailgate, smashed window)
B) Make something up (write in)

Burn Gabriel's body? (Probably not an option if you pick B)
Y/N

>>100416
Might as well tell him. He seems like enough of a bro.

As far as burning the body, we shouldn't need to. We should keep an eye out for that condor though...

>>100455
Second. That condor's coming back, mark my words.

>>100416
A) Wrap the body in some rags, put it in the bed. Somebody would probably like to have a look your unusual roadkill.

Also, strip the wagon of valuable parts - carb, alternator, distributor etc. Consider taking the rear axle, the 9-inch costs a pretty penny.

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>>100662
>have a look
*have a look at

>>100662
The condor already took the demon parts out though.

>>100416
A.) Jim is our bro, he's gotta know we need to be careful

Aaand finally back from dicking around today to work my bad influences on this quest some more.

>>100416
>A) Tell the truth, he's your buddy plus you have witnesses and evidence (claw marks in tailgate, smashed window)
This, because >>100509 is the truth bigger than shit.

I feel bad now though. If Gabriel was possessed and the demon caught a ride out on hat bird, then that means we just killed an innocent boy for nothing.

>>100838
Shit happens.

>>100838
He wasn't innocent when he was trying to kick our shit in

>>100416
A and Y for sure. Jim seems trustworthy.

>>100693
It's not like it plucked out the fucked up teeth as well, dontcha think?

>>100416
>A) Tell the truth, he's your buddy plus you have witnesses and evidence (claw marks in tailgate, smashed window)
Y

>>100416
>A) Tell the truth, he's your buddy plus you have witnesses and evidence (claw marks in tailgate, smashed window)
Do we have fuel to spare? If so Y

>>101661
It was already said, though, that the kid looked pretty normal after he died. The QM didn' say that the teeth and claws changed back, but I take it from the statement that the kid looks normal now that the teeth and claws changed back.

>>100416
fuck yeah, niggertits.
A)

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Not everyone voted on burning Gabriel but out of the ones who did it looks like most voted yes. Post will be up sometime tonight, gotta deliver this load first (I'm an OTR trucker)
>>100662
>>102199
Yeah the kid changed back when he died, sorry I wasn't more clear about it, guess I'll have to work on that in the future.
>>102437
Mein neger! Sorry I never wrote that last Dew Trail fapfic, the ending left a bad taste in my mouth so I wasn't too motivated especially after finding out Dad was kill.

Feel like drawing a 69 El Camino? Figure it looks kinda like this but without the crazy custom paint. Possessed kid hanging from the tailgate optional.

>>102709
Ach mein negergott! I will draw it after i sober up from this massive drunk i got going tonight!

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>>102709
i fukken tried master, fukken alkohol is hard.

>>102709
But that paint job is cool!

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>>102808
You did well mein liebchen. Not sure what that is on the tailgate but the rest is fuckin noice.
>>105274
Oh definitely. But we just have normal paint, at least for now.

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Jim listens solemnly as you tell your tale. When you're finished he looks you dead in the eye. "If it was anyone but you telling me some shit like that, I'd call em a fuckin nutcase and I'd put a few .45 hollow points in their gut for what they done to that boy." You can't do anything but gulp and nod. You've fought alongside the man countless times, from bar fights to full on shootouts but you've never seen him this serious.

"But I know you better than that, you wouldn't have done that without a good goddamn reason. And that surely means you're in some deep shit, in which case I'm right there with you brother." There's an awkward moment where it seems like you might hug, but you substitute a firm handshake. "Now let's burn that poor fucking kid."

Burning the kid might attract a little attention, but you're leaving anyway. Maria and Carla are sitting in the back seat of Jim's Riviera, having loaded their stuff into the El Camino. Jim has already told them he's going to let them stay in a spare trailer of his while Maria figures shit out. By the light of the Riv's headlights you throw a second Mexican blanket over the corpse and douse it with some fuel siphoned from the Shitwagon. Jim lights a road flare, tosses it down there and the whole mess goes up in flames as you both hop into the Riviera and drive away in silence.

On the way back you begin to see what Jim meant about a tow bar being "not the best". He has to downshift to get up the hills when normally this thing effortlessly glides on a wave of torque. Downhill is hell on the brakes and cornering is just terrifying. Still, Jim handles it flawlessly without breaking a sweat. Hell, Carla managed to fall asleep in the back and Maria's not far from it. Once you're down the last hill Jim finally breaks the silence. "There's an old Navajo guy I sell a little bud to every now and then, calls himself Chief. When he's good and ripped he likes to talk about all kinds of weird Indian shit. Skinwalkers. Wendigos. Red-eyed skeletons with skin that eat pieces of your liver while you sleep. Mostly I just listen for shits and giggles, but he sure seems to believe it. Anyone around here might know anything, it's him."

A) Go to Chief's house after bringing your car home
B) Just go home, you've had a long and weird fucking day

>>105389
Fuck trying to sleep after that. The demonbird might find a way inside our house and shit in our mouth while our eyes are closed.
>A) Go to Chief's house after bringing your car home

>>105389
A) We gotta learn what's coming so we can prepare. Then sleep.
Which do you take, the woman or the car? I'd choose the car.

>>105518
The car's fucking wrecked. Maria's not.
Not yet, anyway.

>>105554
I'm talking about in OP's picture.

A)

Also, do you think we could find a mystic person in Mexico? Probably we could find someone to clean our souls or something.

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>>105742
>Mexico
We're in Arizona, and Navajo Chief might be able to help is with that as it is. Why are we thinking about bailing to Mexico when the demon thing that we're concerned with probably doesn't concern itself with borders like that?

>>105779
Well, you are right. Just kinda hyped because I had a road trip through Arizona/Sonora last winter.

The only important Mexican settlements near Yuma are Nogales and Hermosillo and both are smaller than Yuma.

On an unrelated note, I was thinking about fuel economy and being efficient about it. We are in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the Apocalypse with demons and we are racing through the desert like the gas is 10¢ the gallon. I doubt the Saudis are still giving us their oil, or maybe we completely invaded Venezuela or Mexico and we are sucking their oil dry.

Also I would like to see Maria and Hank enjoying the sunset on a Baja Beach

>tfw no super eurobeat

>>105389
A) If Chief is not in the mood, tell him to come by your place tomorrow morning.

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>>106167
>we are racing through the desert like the gas is 10¢ the gallon
I guess the implication here is that the MC is quite well-situated,
what with having a place to live and a car when most have a shack and a bicycle;
he could afford a from-the-ground-up rebuild for fuck's sake.

I wouldn't mind having Honda or Toyota in the story, tho.

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>>106655
>well situated

But that doesn't put him in a position where he would be too busy making money/currency instead of running around looking for adventures? Or maybe he's making all the money from stealing gas from tanker trucks

Also what parts of the world are affected by the End? Looks like demons aren't common in the Yuma area, but since the demon kid hitchhiked with Maria since San Antonio, it's kinda same to assume that maybe Texas is down, or the northeastern Mexican states, or all of the southern states next to Texas.

also we could learn a thing or two from Syrian fighters and their Toyota trucks

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The first stop you make is at Jim's compound, a large fenced-in area that used to be a truck yard. It still sort of is, you see that the tanker-hauling Mack from earlier is spending the night here. There's two other trucks here, a Kenworth with a flatbed and a currently trailer-less cabover Freightliner that Jim is supposedly going to fix someday. There's also a few functional cars and smaller trucks here, including the red primered Duster you saw earlier and a mid 50s Ford wrecker. The rest of the area is taken up by a handful of RV trailers (including a shiny Airstream that Jim lives in), a pair of 40 foot shipping containers and a mini junkyard out back, one denizen of which is a 71 or 72 El Camino that was in a nasty front-end wreck but is in pretty good shape from the windshield back. Jim pulls up to another Airstream trailer and shows Maria and Carla inside. Maria pauses to give you a hug.

"Come by when your car's done," she whispers, and pecks you on the cheek before going into the trailer.

"That thing still got a driveshaft in it?" you ask Jim, pointing to the wrecked El Camino.

"Yup," says Jim. "It's an automatic with a 10 bolt rear but it oughta fit if you switch out the U-joints. It's got glass too. Know what, I'll just bring the whole thing over tomorrow."

You can't believe your luck. "Damn, really?"

"Hell yeah," says Jim."Main reason I bought it was I knew you'd fuck yours up sooner or later." He chuckles and starts the Riviera back up.

After dropping your El Camino back at your garage, Jim takes you to a ranch way out in the damn boonies. There's a small farmhouse here, with a late 50s Chevy truck parked in front of it. An Indian wearing jeans, a red flannel shirt and no shoes is sitting on the porch. He looks to be around 60 with craggy features and long greying hair tied in a ponytail. He grins when he sees the Riviera pull up.

"Jimmy! What's up, kemosabe? Got any of that good smoke?"

"Sure do, but that ain't the main reason I'm here. My buddy here's been having some skinwalker trouble."

Chief barely reacts. "Skinwalkers eh? Come right in gentlemen."

Chief's house is fairly nice inside with hardwood floors, recliners and an overstuffed couch that he motions for you to sit on while he rummages in a nearby closet. Some old instrumental surf type music plays from a record player.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjBSXqQoe5o

Soon he pulls out a large, intricately carved wooden bong.

"First things first, we gotta hit the peace pipe."

A) Hit that shit
B) No no no no, I don't smoke it no more, I'm tired of waking up on the floor

is this the theme song to this quest?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W_rC-495Z_A

>>108298
>A) Hit that shit
>usually avoid smoking, specifically
>we're trying to be responsible lung owners and operators
>still enjoy pot in other ways though (i.e.: cannabutter)
>this is an important part of native American culture though, so fuck it

>>106167
Let's say right now we're getting most of our oil from refineries in Texas and New Mexico. Travel into Mexico may be possible later.
>>106655
This.

You may just get your wish. More likely to be a Toyota or a Datsun than a Honda though.
>>107815
Hank, Jim and some others make money by escorting trucks through hostile territory to and from and very rarely across the PRC border. All kinds of weird factions "own" different chunks of the US. As for demons (or whatever DevilBoy/DevilBirs is), not too many people in Yuma or El Paso seem to know shit about them.
>>108323
Nah. This is.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pafY6sZt0FE

>>108298
A) We just saw a demon child. Who wouldn't hit a peace pipe after that.

Plus, it'd be rude to refuse.

>>108854
I almost forgot this. We accept because it's insulting as FUCK to refuse a peace pipe, to the extent that, traditionally, we would be considered hostile for it.

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>>108298
A)
>>108466
>You may just get your wish
aww yee nigga
510 hardtop with KC Daylighters pls

Will post in an hour or two. Doubt anyone got the song reference in option B so here

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DZN_8M4OpMo
>>109133
That's pretty much exactly what I was thinking. That and maybe a 240/260/280Z or two.

>>109133
Ohh yes, I'll second this notion.

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You accept, half-remembering some etiquette from old Western movies. Though usually the peace pipe was an actual pipe, not a bong. The taste is pleasant, flowery, and goes down smooth when you get a clean hit of the skunky, funky, smelly green shit. You still end up coughing your lungs out though.

"Fuck," says Jim after taking his second hit. "This can't be the same shit I sold you."

Chief grins. "Well it sort of is. I made some of it into hash and sprinkled it in there.

Jim passes the peace pipe back to you and you hit it again. Jim's right about it being strong, your senses seem to be simultaneously dulling and sharpening and you feel almost weightless.

"Also there's some peyote in there."

Your eyes widen and you go into a coughing fit so bad that Jim slaps you on the back a few times. He and Chief are laughing their asses off.

"Just fuckin with you, paleface," says Chief through his laughter.

Only when the bowl is empty does Chief ask you to tell him your story. He listens intently.

"A condor? You're sure?"

You nod. "I've never seen a buzzard anywhere near that huge. Fucker musta had a 10 foot wingspan."

Chief scratches his chin, deep in thought. "And the boy's body was still there?"

"Yup," Jim chimes in, "We burned it. So what is that thing, a skinwalker?"

Chief sighs. "I wish it was just a skinwalker." Jim nearly turns white at this, apparently Chief has told him some crazy shit about skinwalkers.

"No, it's a Wendigo. Your lady friend said he was a starving street kid, right? Sounds to me like that kid must have eaten something he shouldn't have. Or rather, someone. Wendigos have power over any creature that has eaten human flesh. They usually only possess humans, but any port in a storm. That condor body might not last him long, he'll be looking for a new one. And he'll be pissed off."

A) Ask more questions (write in)
B) You're good, tell Jim to take you home

>>110478
A) Ask more questions (write in)
>is there a way to know for certain whether or not the wendigo will come back
>how do we kill/stop this thing
>do you have any cookies
>how do we protect ourselves from this thing until we kill/stop it
>would it be proper to go back and pay respects to Gabriel
>do you have any more cookies
>this song is awesome

A)
>Are Maria and Carla ok in the trailer alone?
>>110513
Also all of the above.

>>110513
You covered pretty much all the bases there. Except "Do you have any soda? Or Kool-Aid?"

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Are Turbo Buicks possible in the setting?

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Normally talking about unsettling shit when you're stoned gets you paranoid and fucks up the high, but this time it seems to help you stay calm, collected and rational despite all the bad craziness. Also this isn't your usual type of music but damn if it isn't kinda groovy.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MBKFv_6CGD4

"How do I know it'll even be back?" you ask. "Like, it seems like it was trying to get somewhere, and I know even a normal condor can cover a lot of ground. Couldn't it be way over in the PRC by now?"

Chief shakes his head. "No such luck. You hurt it bad, probably came close to killing it. Or at least sending it back where it came from. You're on its shit list now. And with a Wendigo that's a very short list."

You lean back and sink into the couch, staring at the ceiling. Fuck, your mouth is dry. "So how do I kill it? Or 'send it back'?"

"Disabling the body like before and burning it before it gets a new one will send it back to its native soil. Maybe somewhere in New Mexico, maybe even further away. It'll come back though. Might take years, even decades, but it will. Shit, even if it takes a hundred years the thing'll come after your grandkids. So I don't recommend that option."

You hate to interrupt but you can't take this cottonmouth anymore. "Got anything to drink?"

"Shit," says Chief, "Where are my manners?" He goes in the kitchen and comes back out with three tall glasses of red Kool-Aid and a plate piled high with Oreos. You and Jim greedily attack them and thank Chief profusely.

"Anyway," says Chief, pausing to take a sip of Kool-Aid, "Killing it for good is a little more involved. You need to cut the heart out, then there's a whole ceremony that needs to be done. I can help with that. But don't think things will be easy once the heart is cut out. Once it knows what we're up to it'll use every power it has to stop us. Like I said, it has power over any creature that has eaten human flesh. Maybe not full control, but that condor wasn't possessed yet until it ate the heart."

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>>114101
"Is there any way to protect ourselves from this thing? What about Maria and Carla?"

"Your lady and her niece should be all right for now, as long as they're safely inside a dwelling and have a weapon handy." He looks over at Jim, who nods to affirm he didn't leave Maria unarmed. "There are charms, jewelry, they might work for the lady and girl but you're the number one target now. Not much can protect you but your wits and your gun."

Shit. "Anything I can do for the kid? Gabriel? Cannibal or not, I feel bad for him."

"Yeah, there's no telling what he actually did, all the Wendigo cares about is that he ate human meat. He could have killed them, he could have just found them dead already, hell he may not have even known what he was eating. You burned him, right? That's about the best you can do until you-"

A horrible noise pierces the air, almost like a human scream.

"Oh son of a BITCH!" Chief jumps up from his chair, grabs a lever-action Winchester shotgun propped next to the door and flips a switch that turns on a huge array of floodlights all around the ranch. You and Jim draw your pistols and follow him out the door to the sounds of howling, yipping, and more panicked...bleating. Turns out he raises sheep, and right now most of them are being torn apart by a large pack of coyotes.

roll 1d100 for combat

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Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>114145
Rip and tear?

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>114145
Those goddam varmints!

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>>114806
Well, that was close

Fucking autosage. Next story post will be new bread. I have the day off tomorrow.
>>111473
Yup, mostly the carbureted ones though since the End happened sometime during Reagan's first term. Or what would have been, if Hinckley's assassination hadn't been successful in this universe. Jodie Foster was apparently impressed. PRC might have some of the late models.
>>114196
The coyotes are normal size, that means they have normal size guts. Which actually makes it easier to RIP AND TEAR their guts though not as satisfying.

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>114145
Do a lucha libre attack on a wolf.

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>114145
Gun > animals

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>>114839
I bet PRC will definitely have some of these. B^)

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>114145
What does coyote taste like?

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>114145
Kill em' all.

Rolled 68 (1d100)

Also we are at autosage due to the 72h limit.

>>115469
Also I really want to suplex a wolf. Reroll.

New thread
>>118496