Waylan Beulay was raised with his younger brother in a trailer park in the South. Not the Deep South. The Beaulays are mountain children, born of Appalachian farmers in the time when farming the mountains wasn't a living anymore. Tennessee, home of Bigfoot and little green men, epicenter of fishfalls and strange voices emanating from the hills. Anderson Country Tennessee to be exact, home of Coal Creek with its coal battles of two centuries ago. The engine that fueled the industrial revolution. The Beulay’s are an old family. They had kin who died fighting Governor Buchanan, they lost land and kin to the Valley Authority. And don’t even ask about the Dixie Highway, some say that Waylan’s little brother ReeseBeulay
is a great uncle returned to the flesh, an uncle who died fighting the land takings. They are the poorest of the poor, the last vestige of a clan who has seen better times.
Waylan loved automobiles from the youngest age. He’d walk down from the trailer park to the nearby garage where uncle Jeb worked pretty much as soon as he was old enough to walk, and rightly gained the mantle ‘grease monkey’. He could tune an engine before he could ride a bike his mamma proudly said. Daddy, HomerBeulay
, always encouraged Waylan.
When he got older that obsession became cars and girls, the two, like any good teenager, hopelessly intertwined.
And than came Mary, and he followed her across the country, to LosAngeles
. She had every dream of making it big, writing the hottest movies, and Waylan followed her. And in Los Angeles Mary made some trades and descended into the occult underground, and Waylan followed.
In Los Angeles, while Mary was struggling to get her screen plays seen and dabbling in the occult Waylan found a job in a garage where he gained a reputation amongst the street racing scene for the hottest mods to cars. He was also discovered by a gallery and became something of a sensation as an ‘outsider artist’.
Mary gathered together a group of folks likewise interested in the occult, and Waylan had no choice but to follow her, he had to protect his woman after all. This cabal discovered things they shouldn’t, and most died horribly or went mad in a final confrontation with something in the irrigated desert around Los Angeles. [WhatHappenedtoWaylaninLA
Waylan, shattered, returned to Tennessee, with nothing more than his 1970 Chevelle SS LS6
Convertible and a harrowed expression.
Now he waits, resting and brooding. He’s opened a garage with his savings and he and MommaBeulay
lived in two trailers next to it. In a pride of place inside the garage is his Chevy, on cinderblocks, which he endlessly tinkered with. Waiting, and brooding, his former activity now turned to self-introspection. Just him, his car, the past and momma. [MysticMechanic
All that has changed. Reese came back into town and together they got the Orichalka
. The Pinkertons
came and destroyed the homestead. MommaBeulay
is safe at the palace of a fallen king (GraceLand
) and Waylan went to Chicago
to seek out the others.
After a series of adventures, and starting the king on his path, Waylan fell, cut down in a hail of Pinkerton bullets, only his connection with his car keeping him alive long enough to help out his brother and his friends.
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