[hider=Street] STREET Name: Maxwell "Max" Parker Age: 24 Nationality: British Location: Bristol, United Kingdom // Los Angeles, California, USA Appearance: [img]https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/549503536116301824/IENU0fgo.jpeg[/img] Max is 6"2, a tall and lanky pale white fella with a cheeky-chappie look to him, the sort of geezer that could definitely drive a motor quickly. Max has moderate-length dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a slight stubble going too. That said, Max isn't weak- he seems gym-fit, from climbing and cardio training, making him a good runner. It's not like he's had to run from police or something... Personality: History: Born in Douglas on the Isle of Man, Max always was surrounded by fast machinery and bikes that came in from the Isle of Man TT, though he became more used to four wheels than two. He had some experience of karting at a younger age, but never was anything with potential- especially given he lived on an island with no proper facility for it, nor had any financial backing to follow up his childish dreams. Like most people, he settled on the next best thing- engineering and techncial work. Max qualified as a mechanical engineer, with a degree from the University of Manchester with 1st, always still maintaining himself in the car scene. However, when you fall in with the wrong crowd at university, and direly need short term-cash to provide for your project car.....well, Max's previous driving skills got put to good use. As a driver working for a county lines drug dealing network, Max was a good wheelman, exceptional at putting foot to floor. This in itself introduced him to street racing in the UK, and across Europe- and next stop, the world, allowing him to cut himself out from the petty criminals he'd once ferried. Dave has realised that not only from track days, but illegal runs has he been able to turn into an up and coming street racer, a new generation willing to push faster and drive quicker. While by day he saves up money to run his own CNC business from temporary engineering contract work, a venture he wants to go "legit" with, he knows deep down it's to fund his night work- racing for high stakes, and going wherever that may be. Being an expert mechanic helps too- Dave is able to pretty much take anything apart, and happily mods to his heart's content. That, and run a cameo, anonymous Youtube channel called "Firebrand" documenting his journey in the street racing scene....of course blurring faces and plates everywhere. For him, it's not just the UK- the world's streets and various crews are a racetrack, and he's there to race on it and build up his street cred as not just a low-life but a driver fit to race. But small steps first... Vehicle (at start): 1996 Nissan Skyline R33 GTR A ragged car when he bought it, this snow white R33 now looks like a real machine, overhauled personally by Dave- and is the love of his life since he sold his Civic Type R. Whilst it doesn't have an extensive bodykit, the engine throws out 430bhp, a healthy figure for a vintage GTR, and has a few stickers here and there alongside nicer Michelin tyres and Ohlin suspension. Like all good projects, it still has a lot of work to be done to really bring it up to spec... ------- STREET Name: Magnus Pal Haldorsson Age: 32 Nationality: Faroese Location: Los Angeles, California, USA // Torshavn, Faroe Islands Appearance: 6"0, blonde and long-haired and with a beard only a Viking would be proud to wear, Magnus is an archetypal Norseman. Personality: Magnus seems to emminate a certain type of calm, but his business sense is clearly matched to it, being cold and calculated, almost overtly logical. Magnus's business sense is clear, and he gets on easily with people, though it's clear he enjoys solitude and getting on with things in peace, including design and engineering work. An almost stark duality, but one that echoes dedication, talent and success on his part- sure, but not cocky. History: Born in Klaksvik, Faroe Islands to an artist for a mother and a mechanic for a father, Magnus never found himself away from things to do as a child, constantly tinkering with bikes, cars and anything he could get his hands on in his dad's garage. He certainly wasn't stupid, and in youth seemed very switched on, indepedent of others and constantly keen to do things his own way. His artsy style came from his mother- but more in putting it into the engineering he did, designing and sketching to his hearts content. In spite of his qualifications in his native land and later in Denmark, Magnus couldn't find much in the way of work- he put his long-term ambitions of running an auto shop on hold and ending up working as a marine engineer, and working mostly on ships for several years. Whilst he always had a passion for cars, keeping a beat-up BMW E46 320i back home, the money was never significant enough for him to really break through into making his own money, nor really making any inroads into street racing. Emigrating to the United States after getting a work visa through a friend's shipbuilding business, Magnus put his nautical engineering skills to good use for a few more years before getting reemployed into auto repair work in Los Angeles- but found no joy in what he did in a day-to-day. Fixing things was of no interest to him- design always stood out, or at least, taking something fast and making it even faster. Magnus being the entreprenuring migrant in America now decided to start a business with everything he had saved, and decided to make his own auto shop, named "Nordic Works". Like every schmuck, but well, Magnus had one trick up his sleeve. His mechanical knowledge of Porsches had grown exponentionally while working for certain clients in a supercar shop, and he had develoepd a knack for knowing precisely how to fix them, and how to work on them. To almost a better extent than a main dealer would know, he knew every nut, every bolt, in almost an OCD-like fashion. More than that, he understood the costing process- and how to put himself into the market as someone able to fix them cheaper, better than even dealer repairs could. So a business catering to that made sense- and with California having plenty of Porsches, his shop became rapidly popular, spreading through word of mouth in the local area as the place for repairs. One turned into ten, then forty full time employees including Magnus, and suddenly, "Nordic"-tuned Porsches were all the rage, not just as machines for repair but for paintjobs, custom restoration, and anything you could dream of. Magnus's creative flair, and design talent clearly shone through in really making his customer's wildest expectations become reality. Magnus invested into his staff and his equipment, including an autoclave, 3D Printing and CNC processes, hugely overhauling just any old Porsche into a bespoke performance machine. In particular, Magnus's business catered for almost any scale or size of project, knowing full well most didn't spend volumes of money- but would be interested in the community and scene there, and thus trust him for future purchases. The business expanded, keeping the same ethos with garages in Seattle, San Francisco and New York, alongside a teeny garage at home and in Bristol, UK. While some would call the Porsche market a little satured including Williams Engineering, RWB, Singer or RUF in this market, Magnus's approach was one that brought in customers due to his overwhelming care and attention to projects, one that was bespoke and tailored for any machine with the Stuttgartian badge. Hell, most owners of Porsches use his garages as a meeting point- with a comprehensive cafe at each garage, and even a brewery on site in LA brewing up a fine craft beer, Magnus has seen the business expand from just a typical auto shop into a lifestyle choice for his customers. Where there's fast cars and bespoke builds, so too comes everything else-and the community has just lapped it up, with his builds even making it to Porsche's design catalogs. Porsche won't admit it, but single-handedly Magnus has turned the idea of a Porsche owner from a middle-aged accountant looking for German practicality into a different demographic of sports car or supercar owners looking for fun, creative and fast machinery able to throw it up with any car out there, legal or not. An NW Porsche is not as extreme as RWB's modifications, nor as outright absurd as what RUF can do with a Porsche shell, but a machine that echoes equal parts refinement and bonkers speed. This effort as a newly expanding car tune-up scene has also seen him diversify into McLaren, and given their relatively underground status in the sports and supercar world now is a long-distant past, Magnus and his team have gone wild with a more upmarket segment of the tuning world. Sure, it may be more fine wine than craft beer, but Magnus has grinned his way through it all and helped the business diversify into a new brand of supercars. Of course, Magnus hasn't forgotten his roots in going fast on the road. Being affiliated in auto repair means you're likely to go racing once or twice, and Magnus is no slouch, finding himself testing his project cars on and off track. Whilst he clearly lives hand to mouth due to some of the purchases he has made in expensive Porsche projects of his own, that hasn't stopped him running a successful business and having fun while he's at it. Vehicles: Porsche 918 RSR Hybrid 1995 Porsche 911 Carrera 2.5 (Custom) 2020 McLaren 720S Ford Transit Van [/hider] [hider=F1] RACER Name: Hugo Afonso de Olivera Age: 19 Nationality: Portuguese Location: Lisbon, Portugal // Geneva, Switzerland Appearance: [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/238f7e832415e7729bb4568132eff376/tumblr_inline_ocpae8E2701s192ho_540.png[/img] Hugo stands at 5"11, with moderately long matt black hair, not unlike many an Iberian in F1, and a slight tanned look. At a physical level you would expect for an F1 driver, Hugo is cardiovascularly fit and seems to have a ridiculous lung capacity, thanks to intense cycle and cardio training sessions. Personality: Cool, calm, and way, way more mature than you would think for his age. Hugo seems to almost emminate a sort of chill from him, letting things happen. While the cool demeanour may seem easygoing outside of a racing car, in one he is anything but, with a fiery reflex to overtake and make moves that aren't easy. That said, he can be capable of making cutting decisions- his experience with Ferrari proves he is ruthless when he needs to be, so it's not all chill with Hugo. History: Born in Lisboa, Portugal to modestly well-off parents, Hugo always had a passion for going fast. From day one, he was always captivated by speed, and racing was a natural fit for him- one his parents spent lots of time, money and effort upon, putting him through karting and the junior catagories of racing. He was a dominant force in local and national karting, winning championships in Southern Europe and rising through the ranks. Hugo aged 12 appeared to be on the path to F1- like many great champions, he seemed to have it in the bag with success. Hugo's success in kart racing didn't go unnoticed- he was quickly signed up by Ferrari as a development driver, and had quietly successful stints in Formula Ford (4) Britain (1st), Formula Renault 3.5 Alps (2nd) and Formula 3 (2nd) in 2016, 2017 and 2018. A spot in Formula 2 followed with Prema- and this was another year of quiet success, coming 4th in the overall standings. Hugo's lack of success was perhaps down to bad luck- a nasty crash at Austria's Feature Race put him out of commission for the Sprint race and the next round, really denying his chances of scoring poitns. While this result sealed him with enough Super Licence points to join F1, sadly for him he was denied a place in the team at either Haas, Ferrari or Alfa Romeo due to other competition and a lack of sponsors that were willing to back him into a backmarker seat. The reality with F1 was that without being a champion in F2, and with Hugo being too young to have picked up more experience in lower formulae, no team was willing to take a risk on him. His F2 seat had fizzled out too- and the Alfa Romeo Academy, whilst still wanting to keep Hugo, had nowhere to put him. Hugo, in spite of his talent was not what they wanted- perhaps not as attractive as an Italian in the team, or a big-bucks bringing sponsorship material posterboy for any of their teams. A fuck you really, Hugo saw it as- after everything, he kept quiet but was enraged. With his career in the lurch aged only 19, Hugo was about to change career tack- his sponsors egging him on to take a year in Formula E, following in the path of the other Portuguese driver who had competed in F1, Antonio Felix da Costa, and he nearly signed up to race with Audi for a year in something completely different. That was, barely three days before he signed up, paperwork landed for a brand new F1 team looking for new drivers. Not even just a reserve or test driver slot- an actual seat in Formula 1. His Ferrari Academy paperwork was promptly shredded. In his maiden year of F1, he's been invited as an equal terms driver to CASTROL Valkyrie Racing F1, a brand new team willing to take a risk on Hugo's raw racepace and talent. He's a very unknown quantity to most commentators- whilst having one or two poor races in the past, Hugo has been recognised as being able to deliver some incredible zero-to-hero drives, treating the car smooth in race conditions and really getting the most out of it. Driver Sponsors: MEO (POR Telecoms) Sagres (POR Alcohol) [/hider] [hider=Extreme]EXTREME Name: Zoe Pascal Mercier Age: 22 Nationality: Swiss Location: Geneva, Switzerland // Miami, Florida, USA Appearance: [img]https://i0.wp.com/www.ctv-egypt.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/06/Kinsey-Wolanski12.jpeg?fit=1214%2C697&ssl=1[/img] Zoe stands at 5"0, teeny in stature but very athletic from hard physical training and the various extreme sports she is involved in. With almost apple blonde hair and blue eyes, Zoe stands as an almost archetipal Swiss gal, beautiful in every sense of the word. Her equipment follows her own "brand"- a heavy use of yellow or pink, from beanie to boots. Personality: Explosive, fiery, and spontanious, risk-taking and like a ball of energy, Zoe is a rich kid who got let off her chain way, way too soon. She's incredibly entitled, with a lack of a full understanding of why money really matters, given she's been insulated from a lot of financial decisions quite often. She seems cold to most, but for the people she loves, she's nothing but passion, fire, love and care. While Zoe is incredibly intelligent, a gift of her well to do education and ability to speak multiple languages with ease fluently, it's clear she seems to barely care about bigger issues and just lives for the moment. History: Zoe was born to an investment banker father and a mother also working in finanical services in Geneva- brought up in palatial conditions, and educated privately at the best schools. Whilst away on business trips, and bored shitless by nannies, Zoe was always doing something stupid, going out and getting drunk or doing something more- but eventually, found herself pulled in by her father's skiing friends. This set of a chain reaction of adventure that she never had- leaving home early with her father's blessing, she spent her "travelling", really just doing lots of sports. Aged barely 16, she accomplished what most might never do in a lifetime- and her highly driven and inteligent style of play meant she got everything she tried first time. In five years of adventure, she has transformed from a teen into a highly fluent extreme sports athlete, with her own mini "brand" called "Wanderlust Queen". Barely 22 and Zoe is now an accomplished wingsuit BASE jumper, skiier, snowboarder, climber, diver and extreme sports athlete extraordinare- filling her time with nothing but adrenaline. Zoe has clearly proven herself- but certainly isn't finished yet. [/hider] [hider=Interpol]Name: Mark Henry Torridon Age: 36 Nationality: Scottish Location: // Anywhere, Everywhere // Appearance: [img]https://www.andoveradvertiser.co.uk/resources/images/7102514.jpg?display=1&htype=0&type=responsive-gallery[/img] Mark is 6"4, a muscled and ex-army figure with short ginger-blonde hair and a fuzzy ginger beard. Mark has a tattoo of a Kraken that wraps up the entirety of his left arm, with multiple scars and cuts along his face and chest from his previous experiences. He seems like someone who has lived through an awful lot of experience, but puts the effort in to look good when he has to. Personality: Aggressive, fearless and with swearing like a sailor, Mark does not give a shit as someone who would at first glance easily be seen as a hardened criminal. He is relentless, and will do whatever it takes to get the job done. He isn't stupid however- and intelligence officer training has given him the edge in reconaissance, weapon use and social engineering in order to get deep into cover most wouldn't believe. In a gunfight, he's remarkably collected, though couple this to his nature and he is highly effective. History: Mark was born in The Gorbals, Glasgow to an alcoholic father and shopworker for a mother, being brought up in an increidbly violent and distunctional environment. He hhad an incredibly rough childhood, moving away with his mother aged 10 to Clydesbank after they seperated, and grew up without a proper father figure to look up to. This meant he joined gangs, and quit school early on, perhaps about to be someone about to drop out of the system altogether. His saving grace was his choice to join the Royal Marines on advice from his grandfather- where he took to soldiering incredibly well, abandoning his past life. It straightened him out massively- applying his wayward ways into a controlled, regulated environment where he applied . He served on multiple tours in Afghanistan and Iraq, and bcame a Warrant Officer following his fourth tour, leading soldiers and serving his country for a decade. Mark's traits were quickly recognised by superiors as not suited to just special forces warfare, but of a suprisingly intellectual kind, the sort that would be suited to covert work back home working in counter-terrorism. The profile Mark had was one that was almost perfect- and after quietly being approached by an MI5 asset, he was recruited into domestic counter-terrorism. Mark's rough attitude, former Marine background and appearance made him look like the perfect "mark" for an undercover operative- he fit with Neo-Nazis, biker gangs, drug dealer networks perfectly as an ex-serviceman with nothing to lose. Mark was involved in Ross's gang for a period, but in a rare show of compassion, chose to let the driver go- seeing he'd moved on and was not involved in violent crime, knew the case against him wasn't strong enough. Perhaps he made his own justice right there and then- going for the big fish rather than the little guy. The rules working for MI5 were loose and thin. The reality of domestic espionage wasn't James Bond- it was wearing a hoodie, growing an unkempt beard and being a terrifying psychopath, doing drugs and kiling people in cold blood. Mark took down scores of dealers, terrorist networks and never saw a single reward for it- while knowing what the black hole in his employment woudl look like, he was paid enough for his efforts to make what he did worth it, and he loved the lifestyle. His transfer in emplyoment in Interpol wasn't a shock to him when he was reallocated to a new task force, as a part of a highly covert team looking to take down an ex-Soviet major transnational crime network (TCN). Mark's role as a double agent in this network gives him credible deniability- nobody really knows his true motives, bar his handler and his fellow agent, Athena. With the TCN expanding into data-sensitive intel and affiliating with major terrorist networks, the stakes couldn't be higher and Mark is the crazy bastard who will not stop until their activities are put to an end. [/hider]