Crash Pit Regular Show Novels & Stories

Khronos grimaced at the live news feed reporting from all over the city. “Well, this is going to shock them even more,” he grumbled while preparing for the big event. I had to agree while waiting for the ball to start rolling. Khronos sat up straight and leaned forward when the interview appeared on screen. “Good day everyone, this is Io Campbell from Luna Times here with Felix Riggs. Yesterday, Mr Riggs had pulled out from monoliths such as Bluetonium Research, Centurion Developments and even Luna Cryonics, causing a huge market crash. We now interview him to find out the reason for his sudden decision.”

Tristan looked up at him gratefully at that smiling, as Roth passed him a soft smile back. Craig eyed the exchange of smiles between them with narrowed eyes, and sat back at his chair, looking dissatisfied, “Anyway, can we do the show on Saturday this weekend? I am afraid I am occupied this Friday.” Tristan and Roth both looked at each other at that before both of them broke into laughter. Craig looked at them with confusion waiting for them to finish laughing, which they finally did after a while. “No, the show is a Friday thing, can’t be moved,” Tristan said with an amused look in his eyes as Roth chuckled, “It’s okay Craig, we will just do a regular segment this week, and maybe next week

Bang! My Nimgo crashed straight into the back of a Valterra. A guy with sunglasses and a cigarette in his mouth jumped out, stormed over, and kicked my door. “You broke loser! See the emblem? It’s a Valterra! You’ve got guts crashing your trashy Nimgo into a Valterra!” When I saw the person who got out of the car, my heart sank. Things were exactly as bad as I expected. I wound down the window and stared at him. I was looking for clues from his words and actions.

Behind him, a few of the crew whistled and clapped like I’d just crawled out of the grave. “Thought you’d quit, man,” Liam said, slapping my shoulder. “Been ghosting the whole team for what—a month?” “Almost two,” someone yelled from the back. “We thought he finally crashed and burned.” Laughter followed, but it grated on me. I tossed my keys in the air and caught them again, smirking out of habit. “Miss me that much?” “Hell yeah,” Liam said, grinning. “We were about to replace you with some newbie, but then I remembered no one drives like Fallon the Mad.”

After more than ten hours, I landed safely. Blake sent me some videos using an untraceable number. When I watched them, I saw Nigel’s reaction after hearing I had “died” in the fire. He was hugging the charred remains and crying like he was in deep pain. “Olivia, I just got you back. Why did you leave me again?” Because we made the fire look like a gas leak accident, Nigel truly believed I had suddenly died. He blamed himself and cried hard.

She was standing there all frozen, just looking at him like she would look at a woman on a quiet street in the movie where a mad chainsaw man was on the loose, with no way to help her. "Listen up, people. I know you all know who I am, and who Chloe Miller here is.” “For goodness sake, Zach! Get the hell down from that place.” She said to him when she finally found her voice. Ignoring her, he continued like she didn't say anything at that moment. “I’m using this medium to warn you all that you should never call her little bird. It's a warning and not a joke.” He paused to look at everyone around them in the cafeteria, letting it sink into them.

Even the other two participants were looking at Fane speechlessly. They did not know what to say at that moment. Fane seemed to be breaking everyone's expectations constantly. Crash's lips twitched as he said, "Is this guy really that confident in himself? If it's real, then I've never seen anyone so confident in my life. It's no longer just confidence at this point. He's just completely unhinged!" Crash suddenly regretted not asking everything he wanted to. He would no longer get the chance to. After entering the isolated space, unless the guy was able to succeed in the challenge, he would die inside. There were no other possibilities. This guy would definitely die inside.

William answered, taking a seat beside her on the porch swing. “Merry-go round,” she said. “What?” “Nothing,” Reign answered, smiling. “Let’s go in. The weather is changing again,” William stated, opening the door for her. The day was long and everyone grew bored and decided to find a show which had five or more series to it. They spent most of their time searching until they came across ‘Grimm’ and from it started, all eyes were glued to the television. They were going on episode seven when the doorbell rang. William glanced at his watch wondering who it could be at this hour, it was ten minutes to nine. He got up, lazily mumbling, he made his way to the door when he saw them coming in.

Pixie I had been thinking about what Viper said about talking to Nixon about the voice I heard. I put it off last week while I was healing but I can’t put it off any longer. It may lead to nothing or give us a clue that we need to finally get his girl. After the accident I was done with this bullshit. The vandalism was one thing but to endanger lives. That was too much and unnecessary. We had just finished up practice with my elite team. I’m so proud of these guys. They are going to be awesome in next month's show. Every year we host a little show for all the kids to display what they have learned. The kids love it and the parents enjoy seeing their kids happy. I will tell you more about it

I inquired. Just as she was about to respond, a woman with a child brushed against my shoulder as she sat down, and my phone fell off. "I'm sorry," she apologized, but I ignored her and picked up my phone from the floor while staring at the scream. I couldn't see anything because the screen had broken. "I am truly sorry!" She apologized once more. "It's just that my child keeps crying, and I didn't realize you were here," the woman apologized repeatedly.