A month passed. A month of much business for the creators, who visited lord March and had an experience of the rise after falling. The Turismites watched on as those close to the creators spoke of the trials and the tribulations of the Nurburgring siege.
But all was not well. The promised third instalment of his scripture on sound did not come. It did not come in the first week, nor the second nor the third. Voices of concern grew loud and clear, but just as things were at their bleakest, he spoke once more. He talked of manoeuvrability difficulty with the Dynapaks. That their brilliance was their downfall and that using them to capture the essence of all the beasts was simply not an option. But Kaz gave hope. He told that mere mortals are henceforth invited to join thy holy rank and assist in rectifying the Turismites fiercest complaint. And to those most talented and wise sound engineers we say godspeed.
In the wake of his words, 1.10 fell from the stars bringing two chariots of the future to the hands of the Turismites. They were just as they had been on the lawns of March. The shapes, breathtaking. The technology, amazing. The colour choices, interesting. These new VGTs were welcomed happily by the followers and astounded, they delved deeper into the offerings of the new release.
It was so, that numerical etchings were no longer the domain of thoroughbreds alone, as all those from the pack mule to the king's stallion could now have marks upon thy flanks.
It also came to be that the chocks to slow the wheels of the chariots could finally be matched to ones desires. Though 25kw red paint did not add, the Turismites felt satisfied that such an obscure blessing shall arrive at last. The creators also corrected the panoramic mountain so it shall no longer face the fate of the glitched and thy formula car assist was banished to the hell from whence it came.
The Turismites rejoiced in the surprise that thy creators had beseeched but confused voices could be heard, for the size of the crate did not match it's contents. 'This empty space...' they decree'd 'must be preparation for the course maker.' And all the Turismites hoped for this to be the case, for green chariot chocks do little to quench the hunger for the ability to build ones own world.
Apex.
To mods: I believe Shem made this thread for GT6 before it had it's own sub forum. Would it be possible to put it there?
