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◆ L’Introduction ◆
◆ L’Introduction ◆
Along the corniche, Monte-Carlo spilled out beneath her like a jeweled map. Élise guided her Duesenberg with an unhurried hand, the big engine a low, approving murmur as the Riviera opened up: terraces and palms, white stone catching the moon, and the sea laid flat and star-studded beyond. Inside, the cabin was cool and hushed, a sanctuary of polished wood and supple leather. She ran through the names she would find tonight - the industrialist from Lyon, the Swiss banker, the diplomat’s wife, and others her father would like her to charm. It was a night for being seen, for introductions, and for potential arrangements. The heavy door of the Duesenberg Model J closed with a solid, reassuring click. Élise stepped onto the gravel, watching with an affectionate, almost proprietorial half-smile as the valet eased her father’s car away. It was a magnificent machine, impeccably built, and she liked the commanding view down its long bonnet. Her thought lingered there only briefly before a sharp, eager bark of an exhaust cut the air. “What is that?” Élise asked, more rhetorically to herself, tilting here head as a lacquered, iridescent blue coupe swept into the courtyard and stopped with surprising lightness. Geneviève de Valois, cheeks flushed from the drive, peeled off her gloves and flourished a hand toward the vehicle as if presenting a prize. “Une Delahaye 135MS, carrossée par Figoni,” she announced, pride waving like a banner. “I told him I wanted it to look as if it were flying when it stood still. Has it not a marvellous presence?” her face beaming with a smile. Élise smiled, genuinely pleased by the spectacle. “It’s breathtaking, Geneviève. The chrome work is divine. It does look as if it’s flying.”
Geneviève laughed and patted the curvaceous fender. “Oh, she steers like a dream, too. It’s wonderfully responsive at the wheel - nothing like the lumbering carriages our parents used to drive.” Before Élise could answer, a very different silhouette cut across the casino lights. Where the Delahaye presented itself as sleek and flowing, the new arrival declared itself with more monumental dignity, with an upright, polished grille, a longer, more formal bonnet - a presence that announced itself before the headlights even touched the gravel. As it came to a halt, a woman alighted with easy, practiced poise. “Buona sera!” Caterina called, then, seeing her friends, softened. "Bonsoir, mesdames. Geneviève’s face brightened at once. She moved towards the massive, black car as if drawn by a magnet, her eyes scanning its length with clinical appreciation. Before Caterina could even reach them, Geneviève gave a delighted cry. “Caterina - is this truly a Hispano-Suiza? A j12?” Geneviève circled the front, her voice rising in excitement. “And the coachwork… un Vanvooren, n’est-ce pas? Quelle prestance!” She ran a hand along the flank as if admiring the drape of a heavy velvet. Caterina smiled, clearly pleased by Geneviève’s quick eye. “Si - un J12 carrossé par Vanvooren, cara. My husband preferred something more conservative, but I insisted. I told them I wanted presence for the grand avenues, something that would sit well at a state reception, yet still agreeable on the autostrada - and elegant enough for La Scala.” Élise watched the exchange, noting how the name Hispano-Suiza seemed to hang in the air with a particular weight of its own. She didn’t know the displacement of the engine or the history of the Vanvooren workshop or what Hispano-Suiza is, but she could see the way the light hit the radiator and the way Caterina stood a little taller beside it.
◆ La Cliente ◆
◆ La Cliente ◆
◆ Les Directives ◆
◆ Les Directives ◆
◆ Engine Family/Variant Year: 1946 (start of game)
◆ Lore Model Year: 1937 (this is the actual year of your car)
◆ Body Years: 1938 or earlier (Or Soychaux or Rolls Royce '45 Merlin)
◆ 2 Door Bodies Only (Coupes + Convertibles + Roadsters)
◆ Maximum Cost: 140k AMU
◆ Shared Techpool Budget: 80M
◆ Leaded 92 RON Fuel Only
◆ No Race Parts
◆ Must have at least 1 muffler (reverse flow allowed)
◆ Solid Axle Rear Suspensions Only
◆ Interiors Required: Yes, Medium-Quality
◆ Full 3D Allowed
◆ Forged Engine Internals Allowed)
◆ License Plate: white letters + numbers on black bar
◆ Wheel Width, Diameter, Tyre Diameter ATS Settings Banned
◆ ATS Visibility, Body, Wheel Everywhere Else Allowed
◆ 70-90 Tyre Profiles Only
◆ V16s Allowed
◆ L’Esthétique ◆
◆ L’Esthétique ◆
Mercedes-Benz 540K Special Roadster (1936)
Hispano-Suiza J12 (1932-1938)
Delahaye 135MS (1937)
Lancia Astura Flying Star (1938)
Bugatti Type 57
Delage D8 120 S Aero Coupe (1937)
Rolls-Royce Phantom III Coupe (1936)
Packard 1006 Custom Twelve 3068 Coupe
Alfa Romeo 8C 2900B
Bentley 4 Litre Sports Coupe (1938)
◆ submit the car to myself @Oreology
◆ Forum post and lore of your car is required
◆ Submissions open on wednesday, january 28
◆ Submissions close on Saturday, February 27
◆ Soychaux body allowed (“Soychaux”)
◆ Rolls Royce body allowed ('45 Merlin)
◆ Full 3D Builds allowed
◆ interiors required (medium-quality: not just basic seats and steering wheel)
◆ 2 Front Seats only (only 2 seater, no +2)
◆ reverse-flow mufflers allowed
◆ Forged engine internals allowed
◆ License Plate is required - just white letters and numbers on a black bar, look at inspirations
◆ Rhd/lhd free, up to you
◆ banned ats settings (wheel width, wheel diameter, tyre diameter)
◆ allowed ats settings (visibility, body, everywhere else)
◆ tyre wheel width and size is free game, only limited by profile: 70-90 profiles only.
◆ final techpool: 80m
◆ final budget: 140k amu
◆ ‘price’ now a 3-star priority (moved up 2 levels)
◆ V16s Allowed




























