Cars" Fun for all ages" Terry's in. What better way to spend a Saturday than to bring the girlfriend, the girlfriends daughter (who is totally Terry's kid even though not really, but still totally is), and her younger sister. The latter being the one she had to constantly remind to keep close since all the shiny cars were pulling her away.

"Takemypicture! Takemypicture!" echoed from Mary, Terry's younger sister, who already began tugging at her older siblings arm. "The batman car!", Mary explained. Funnel cakes be damned it seems.

So Terry, after deputizing Gabby's daughter - Willow - to official funnel cake watcher (on top of giving Gabby a not-serious stern warning not to touch her funnel cake), let Mary drag her off to see the display.

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"See" See" Batman's car! It's called the batmobile." Mary said and began reciting all she knew about it while bouncing on her toes; all while Terry snickered and nodded along. Now she wished something power rangers related were around, then maybe the girl might have fainted from all the excitement.

Others were taking their own photos so it took a few minutes before their turn. Terry, with phone at the ready, is quick to line up a shot of her sister. The girl stood at the side of the batmobile with her arms spread wide, almost as wide as the smile on her face! One picture wasn't enough though, the second one came with a wave to the camera, and the third with the girls best superhero pose.

"Send it to Peaches!"

"I'm sendin', I'm sendin'." Though first she made sure both of them were out of the way so the next in line to take their own shots.

"Wait!" She's doing the gimme-hands too. Terry handed the phone over and watched Mary's thumbs get busy.

Poor Peaches is probably about to, or already in the process of, getting text-bombed. Oh well, it's the blonde siren's fault for introducing Mary to comic books and super hero cartoons in the first place.

Terry let the girl go on her text spree while placing a hand on her back to guide her along. It's time to get back to Gabby, Willow, the funnel cakes, and all the rest of the fun the car show has to give them.

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Chivonne left the racing to her brother and his friends, but with him busy and away it would be a crime to leave his two prizes vehicles to dust up in the garage. Hoods popped and doors wide open to show the spread of power and leather interior comfort. Though we all know what?s under the hood mattered the most. Drift Queens supporter all the way. She sported a crop top with their emblem on it, along with a button pinned to the denim shorts she wore. Seeing all the fun and fervor brought on by the annual event caused Chiv's heart to drop a little. It's moments like this that she missed her brothers goofy smile when he explained the finer details of an engine to a woman who caught his eye, how he'd get over protective and flustered when it was her who caught someone's eye, or the thrill of seeing him speed down the straight in an intense drag-race.

Between the spread of the Mustang and Camaro is a small booth for the The Ol' Sea Diner & Gas. There's some vouchers for meal deals and also money off gas. Can't forget the food too.

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Nana spent the past few nights ordering overnight parts at prices no one should ever to make sure she could make it to the show with her refurbished love:

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Gotta show off that DRIFT QUEEN love! It's big, it's loud, and when things get dark? Crazy flashy! You might not want to stand in front of it...it's pretty blinding when the high-HIGH beams are on.

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The Mazda RX-7, her second baby, is parked right beside it.

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Jojo arrived with a horde behind her. The Red Eyed Oni's were a collection of outlandish foreigners who were loud in their debut, interesting harbingers in bright clothing and over the top paint jobs that rode on motorized chariots with high seat backs and handle bars. They swerved as easy as raging water past flashy vehicles with one real purpose: Style.

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Behind them trailed a smaller crew that moved like liquid through the streets in gaudy Lambo's, driven by members of the Sri Lankan Devil Naga's (Nima was playing it safe tonight and in the passenger side of a power hungry emerald Lambo) who were just as interesting as the Japanese Oni's. Both crews stuck close to one another and were easily persuaded into answering any questions about their vehicles or bikes for those that gawked and stared at the extravagant machinery. Jojo was sure to catch up with Lisa at some point, even going so far as to place some bets into the old friends hands when scouting those that were racing.

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During the entire parade of people showing off their toys, Jojo seemed intent on keeping tabs on any other bikers that may show up. Her brother, she hoped, would be MIA during this.

It had been almost a year since she pulled the tarps off of the collection in the garage of a manor she seldom visited. It was like a museum in there, a testament to the things she had lost. The dust was heavy but Ezio took care of all of the details and between him and Nazario, a few were brought out for show. Among them, an R8 Spyder, R8 LMS Ultra, A8 Security Edition, and a TT.

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Greasy fried food" Check.

Beer" Check.

Women in revealing clothing" Check.

Booze" Check.

Luke had read about the car show and decided to get out and enjoy the early, Spring like weather. One car, meticulously detailed. One red, white, and blue lawn chair. One friend, and a cooler of his own beverages in case he didn't want to leave that chair.

1967 Pontiac Firebird 400.

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The Chair.

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The Friend.

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The Cooler.

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Jane could always use a little extra money and being a booth babe was right up her alley.

Koyan brought the latest incarnation of his beloved McLaren F1 to the car show. It gave him a chance to lounge, drink, smoke and check out a few other exemplary vehicular specimens.

McLaren F1 GTR - Champagne/black with black interior.

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On Saturday, Edrick attended the car show. Ed probably stood out like a sore thumb with his nail polish and cutesy cartoon t-shirt. No one would have ever suspected him of being a "car guy," but he gleefully and excitedly bounced from one exhibit to the next, poking his head into any of the engines anyone would allow him to see up close and personally. He jabbered enthusiastically in tech talk that Trick only partly understood. They shared a cheese sandwich and some curly fries from one of the vendors and avoided the alcoholic specialties in favor of flavored sodas. Anyone they knew that they might have bumped into was greeted energetically and possibly subjected to rib-crushing hugs. Ed was so super delighted to be there!

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Saila and Hex came at the same time, but separately. As part of the promotional set up for Full Moon Automotive's booth at the show, the teenager agreed to have the car she and Hex had built together displayed. She loved driving it, and hated to give it up for the weekend, but hey. Sometimes we all have to make sacrifices.

Leaving the guys to handle the booth since she wasn't actually an employee, Saila wandered the show on her own in the breaks between technical rehearsals, checking out all the various vehicles. She fawned in particular over the other, older muscle cars, particularly Kenny's Mustang and Luke's Pontiac. Whenever she was allowed, she'd run her hands lightly over the different machines' engines, learning for herself more about how they worked. She definitely spent some time catching up with Sabine and then Jackie as she found each of them in turn on her rounds, and she would even accept one of Ed's hugs when she saw him and Trick, if he offered.

The car her other castmate Eregor brought elicited the most reaction out of her, as it was clearly old and not something she'd ever seen before. Chances were she had a million questions for him, either there at the show or back at the Theater, depending how much time they had. This was a machine that intrigued her, brought her most back to her most normal self.

In all other instances, the mercurial muse seemed quieter and considerably more pale than normal, if that was possible, but she was still friendly with those she knew and several she didn't. Before she slipped back off to the theater to finish out Hell Week, she made sure to stop by both Hangman's Distillery and the Lost Pub booths, sampling virtually all of the drinks available.

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Hot Rod Coach Jaguar XJ Hearse

After returning from a New Orleans Mardi Gras vacation with Saila, Hex was excited to hear from Garrison that there was a car show this weekend. After convincing Saila (Hex and Garri might've used the puppy dog look on her, between those old man eyes and Hex's dimples, it was a devastating duo really) to put up her Nova for the weekend, Hex had decided against bringing out Baby. It seemed plausible considering Baby was a convertible and the weather wasn't going to be all that great - he refused to not show his prized vehicle in all her splendor.

Arriving in separate vehicles, Hex decided on bringing in his souped up Hearse, Saila her Nova and Garrison even brought in his own baby:

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A 1959 Chevy Apache Fleetside pickup truck.

Hex and Garrison manned the booth for Full Moon Automotive, up until the Old Man started getting a little too antsy. Hex told him to go get a look around while he kept an eye on the booth, of which the old man might've popped up to check in on one of his favorite Full Moon regulars (Hex totally didn't put him up to it, ahem. Sorry Saila).

After a while, Hex and Garrison changed stations so the big guy could get a look around and catch up with those he knew at the show, and after finding that vixen, he had his own questions for her for once: her favorite cars, what she liked about it. It was relatively clear by the boyish dimpled grin that this really was his scene.

Considering the recent chaos and mayhem in the city, Full Moon Automotive was offering out promotional 70% fix up for any vehicles caught in the crossfires or even those that weren't. It seemed the Old Man was feeling generous. Even those "hippy putter hybrids" Garrison was often heard griping and ranting about. Interior/exterior damage, tune ups, tire exchanges, etc.

(Want to play on the promotional offer" PM Hex or go ahead and put a generalized post into the Full Moon Automotive thread!)

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Among the first visitors on Sunday morning, Ian arrived with sunglasses planted firmly in place across pale green eyes that were otherwise red-rimmed and bloodshot. To the common gaze, he appeared to be alone. To those with more specialized sight, the kid was accompanied by a man in his mid twenties, sporting five o'clock shadow and a fedora pulled low over equally bloodshot blue eyes.

Making their way from one exhibit to the next, the pair lingered longest among the older model cars restored to their original state. Catching up with Saila somewhere in the gradually swelling crowd, the three walked together for a time, and the way the girl casually spoke to thin air made it clear that she, at least, could see the third member of their little party.

Splitting off again after a couple of drinks shared, Ian and his specter kept to themselves after that, joking quietly, laughing privately, and eventually leaving the same way they came.