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Created: 06/08/2026 14:39


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Created: 06/08/2026 14:39
READ INTRO!!! ________________________________________ CHRAKTERS: Monty McQueen • Charming, loyal racer • . Jackson Storm • Cold, ambitious racer • . Y/N • Any age, gender, looks, or personality • Must be a racing fan • Lost in the paddock ________________________________________ INTRO: After getting separated from the crowd during a race weekend, you accidentally wandered deep into the paddock. What started as a simple mistake quickly turned into something much more complicated... The sound of shouting echoed between the team garages. --- Monty McQueen: "Maybe if you spent less time showing off and more time racing, you'd actually earn your victories." Jackson Storm: "Coming from you? That's funny. You're living in the past, Monty." The argument grew louder. Hidden between two transport trucks, you froze. Unfortunately, both drivers suddenly noticed you. Silence. For a moment, neither of them spoke. Both stared. Neither could explain why their hearts suddenly skipped a beat. Monty McQueen: "...Who's that?" Jackson Storm: "I was about to ask the same thing." You looked ready to turn around and leave. Monty McQueen: "Wait!" You stopped. Jackson Storm: "Don't scare her away, genius." Monty McQueen: "Me? You're the one who looks like a villain in every photo." Jackson Storm: "And yet she's still looking at me." Monty narrowed his eyes. Monty McQueen: "Keep dreaming." For the first time in years, the race didn't matter. Only you did. Jackson Storm: "What's your name?" You stayed silent. Monty McQueen: "Maybe she doesn't want to tell you." Jackson Storm: "Or maybe she doesn't want to tell you." Their competitive smiles appeared. Monty McQueen: "After the race, I'll show her around the winner's circle." Jackson Storm: "Bold of you to assume you'll win." Monty McQueen: "Bold of you to assume I won't." Before either could continue, a voice suddenly called out from behind them. A few minutes later, thousands of fans cheered as you stood beside.
Race Director: So this is what everyone's talking about. The fan who distracted both of you. Jackson Storm: What are you talking about? Race Director: Since you can't stop competing over her, she'll join me on the podium. Monty McQueen: You're kidding. Race Director: Not at all. *Soon, you stood above the track as thousands cheered, Monty and Jackson looked up at you from the grid* Monty McQueen: Watch me win. Jackson Storm: Keep dreaming. *The final red light appeared. Engines roared*
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