<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Interference Team</span></span><br/><br/>The Dayman heard Scarlet declare for his team and chuckled to himself.<br/><br/>"More competition! Congratulations on joining to smash em up race!"<br/><br/>He scratched his chin and squinted at his gps...plotting a course.<br/><br/>"Hmmm. I suppose I should make this more official."<br/><br/>The Dayman clinked his codpiece against the gps course he plotted and his infinity belt opened itself, bathing the city in a glorious infinite royal light, as well as a series of 64bit powerups and checkpoints. Finally, a starting line plopped itself down in front of the codpiece cart and Stratus' bike, and a control panel was placed near Scarlet.<br/><br/>"Now, there will be six check points around the city, we each must create a certain amount of destruction to fill the bar in your hud," he paused to point at the little bars above everyone's head who had joined interference team thus far, "once it is filled you can go through a checkpoint. There is no specific order, all you need to do is get through all six and meet the requirement of destruction. There are powerups around the city that we can use to attack each other, civilians, buildings, you know...whatever we want."<br/><br/>He pointed to the new control panel in the bar.<br/><br/>"And THAT, is for anyone who wishes to create a vehicle for the race."<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Villains</span></span><br/><br/>The Nightman had a few things to deal with. Everything seemed to be happening at once what with the new guy, World Cup news, a race, the stench of Horror's...salad, and The new Vampire Lord chariot complete with vampire horses on the reigns. He shook his head and placed his face into his palms.<br/><br/>"Well...when it reigns it pours I suppose."<br/><br/>He wasn't very proud of that and neither was I, so he face palmed even harder.<br/><br/>"Horror, take that...food...to go. It's race time. Figure something out."<br/><br/>The Nightman started to turn towards the new comer, but took a second to turn to Horror again.<br/><br/>"And now owls...please. No owls."<br/><br/>He finally addressed the new guy.<br/><br/>"Alright Chuckles, you may as well come along. As long as our plan advances we don't mind helping each other a bit. Grab a car and let's roll out. Oh and Chuckles, no clown cars. No clowns."<br/><br/>He turned and pointed at Horror again.<br/><br/>"And no owls."