royal origin meet – Royal Origin

Royal Origin presents Giving SZN!

It’s that time of the year, where we think of others before our own needs and give to the less fortunate. In collaboration with GReddy Performance Products – GPP and South County Outreach we are doing a canned food drive. Each canned food donated, the participant will receive a raffle ticket that can win special prizes from our sponsors! We will also be having a UGLY SWEATER CONTEST, the winner of that competition will also win a prize. Bring your cars and canned food for a good cause!

Facebook Event here: https://www.facebook.com/events/264271014263760/

December 7, 2018

We Are Here. #throwback

The night was so perfect. It wasn’t as windy as last year and there was not a single person who did a burnout at the meet. I would call it a successful meet. A big thank you to Chivas for helping get a spot for the meet and Findlay Fiat for providing the location! Shout out Fuku Burger, Oso Ono and 96.7 Jelli radio for coming out! Enough of the blabbering and let’s move on to the photos.

Keith fits in perfectly here in Vegas, it’s basically his second home.

Some sweet slammed 8th Gen Civics.

Brandon, showing off his new set-up on the EVO with Rotiform TMB’s.

This Fiat was perfect for our car meet.

Miguel and I enjoying some dinner in Gerald’s car.

My ninja Leroy and his BN Sport IS300. Haven’t see him in a long time.

Lowballers Arizona made the trek out to kick it with us.

Jimmy’s bagged Honda Odyssey.

A big supporter of our Vegas meets is Coasting Society! Thanks for showing up!

Miguel stole this sticker from us…

Yoshi, the Guardian of the Flags.

Adam, breaking necks.

Pogi Fresh is in the house. Less ratchet than before though.

Looks so good, Rocky.

Shavi didn’t get to the meet until 10P.M. He made a pretty big entrance with his dirtyass car.

Finally on that bag life after working on it for so long.

Shout-out to Fuku Burger for providing the meat!

The Sodas.

Root beer on some temp wheels.

Ted’s G35 on Work VS-KF.

Mr. Paulbert.

Anthony’s sleepy Miata.

Some more shots of Leighton’s RSX.

Neel, giving no fucks about parking.

Tucker, finally tucking again.

The white shark.

Kseries swapped.

The crowd! Thanks everyone for coming!

And a big thanks to the homies that bought some merch.

Also a big thanks to Jennifer and Jeanne for being great saleswomen.

Check out more photos from these awesome photographers!

http://www.flickr.com/photos/koryrichoz/sets/72157633127415562/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/rockytwong/

Also check out this video by “bertsnotdown.”

Here was the following morning, as we made our way to our cars in the parking structure. A little sense of anxiousness rolled down my back. I haven’t seen my car since Friday night and it was always in the back of mind as I was getting plastered at the clubs. When I arrived to my car, everything looked like it was in good condition, and my car started up just fine with my favorite Taylor Swift song playing (I Knew You Were Trouble). As I loaded up the car, I saw a Bellagio security talking to Shavi, who parked a couple of feet away from me. He then headed towards my car. For a second, I thought we were going to get in trouble for parking overnight there without staying at the hotel. He asked us, “Do you guys know the owner of a gold Honda? The car is missing window wipers, wheels, the steering wheel…thought you might know him because I saw the Slammed Society plate on the car.” At first I thought, “fuck, well…I don’t know anyone with a gold car and even if it was anybody I knew…most of us don’t run window wipers and I thought he was correcting himself when he said wheel and he meant to say steering wheel. If that was the case, most of us have detachable steering wheels as well. The security guard led us to the car and to my horror, it was Jeff’s RSX on 4 stock jacks and a regular jack.

My heart stopped. I didn’t know what to do or say. I called Jeff immediately and I didn’t know how to say what I was about to say. The only thing I could utter was “you got jacked.” I guess I said it like I was joking because everyone knows I’m the biggest troll in the group. I had to put it down on my life that I wasn’t lying. It was depressing to stare at the once beautiful RSX. I was supposed to feature it soon, too for fatlace. Sad to say, the police, again, were not of any help. They wouldn’t send anyone to come file a police report because it wasn’t over $40,000 worth of stolen/damaged property. The tow truck couldn’t make it into the parking structure, and Bellagio security did not give us any advice on what we should even do. We basically had to figure everything out for ourselves and thanks to Chivas, we were able to get it to a friend’s house. It’s already a fucked up world that there are low life thieves in the world. It’s an even more fucked up world when our government isn’t going to do anything about it. To the thieves, only God can judge you now. I hope where he sends you in the afterlife, an RSX is dropped on your body crushing every bone you have in your body and then someone takes your crushed bones and rams it up your asshole and you feel every excruciating part of it. This kind of stuff happens in hell. Have fun.

I feel like this whole weekend was an ecstasy trip. There were moments when I thought I was at the happiest moments in my life with some of the best friends a person could ever have. We laughed, we drank, we paid a stripper’s rent, we caught up with old friends, and made new memories with new friends. The comedown hit me so hard I didn’t even know if I could ever get out of this black hole. I’m sorry Jeff that this happened to you. You’re a great human being and you will get through this, better and stronger than before. Thank you to all the friends and family of Royal Origin who posted and gave us leads to the missing items.

-NGU ASS

May 1, 2013

OMW. #throwback

The last weekend of March, usually involving the 31st, is a weekend I look forward to every year. Besides it being my birthday weekend, it also usually is the weekend when the whole gang takes a trip out to Las Vegas. This year, we decided to do it big and throw a meet at a dealership. With the help of Chivas and Findlay Fiat, we were able to throw a legit meet for all our fans. We met up early in the morning to caravan because we had a huge amount of cars this year rolling with us to Vegas. I was a stickler on time this year because I didn’t want to take the whole day to get there like the previous years.

Nimo, leading the way to Vegas.

Random guy rolling with us to Vegas.

Randy Goco, getting some rolling shots.

This car goes everywhere. DGAF life.

Check out the racing stripes on the front part of the side skirt.

Nimo was able to hit 150 mph on the way to Vegas. Vertex aerodynamics and being slammed helped a little.

Spotted this rat rod, also on the way to Las Vegas. That weekend was also the annual Rockabilly weekend with classic cars, rat rods, and hot pin-up girls.

Ashton, the newest member of the crew. He was jumped in before we left to Vegas.

Double rolling shot, what does it mean?

Jeff always looks like he’s napping when he drives long distances.

Jerald also made the trek out to Vegas with us.

Gautam’s loudass M5, surprisingly, didn’t get us pulled over.

Tucker, riding aired up to the fucking max. His compressor went out on the way, so he couldn’t air down.

Driving to Vegas is nothing to Keith now. He’s gone back and forth almost weekly.

Adam, riding dumped even when on bags.

Amazingly, we got to Vegas in only 3 hours with 30+ people and 15 cars. Neel, with his new set of Work Rezaxs.

The last time Ashton was in Vegas with us, he had an IS300.

John, running on Filipino time, finally caught up with us.

Ryan’s murdered out GTI. Looks real cool.

First time seeing Rocky’s bagged look. He’s working on getting the front’s lower and then he’ll be satisfied.

Famous Accords.

White is right.

Once you go black, you come back in a wheelchair.

Yoshi’s race car.

BMW x Subaru sandwich.

Where the fuck is WEI?

IS brothers.

Ted Olsen met us up at our hotel to caravan to Gerald’s house.

Causing traffic, breaking necks, and making hella wrecks.

It’s been a long time since I saw the rootbeerdc2. Quenched my thirst for sure.

Jerald posted.

AJ photography in the house.

Jon, cleaning his brother’s dirtyass rims.

Block party.

The detail master.

Rootbeer VIP looking swell.

Keyser’s clean MR2 on Work XD9’s.

Went with Chivas early to Findlay Fiat to get some last minute preparations in.

Sunkist.

The sun is kissing the engine bay.

Nimo did a suicide trip and was leaving for home right after the meet.

The Abarth, a pretty quick car. One of the salesmen did a burnout in it when he moved it.

This is all you’re getting for now. Check back for the meet coverage!

-NGU ASS

April 25, 2013

Living in FUCKING SURVIVAL

We weren’t sure how this meet would turn out and honestly thought that the first spot we picked would be sufficient enough. Reason is because we used to have meets at Tastea and that lot is way smaller than the Genki Living spot. Nimo, Jennifer, and I were still on our way home from Vegas that evening and by 8:30PM, Alex texted me that the parking lot was already getting packed. I just told him that we’ll figure it out when I get there, thinking it couldn’t have been that bad. I was so wrong.

The parking lot was so packed that it was difficult to even walk around. It was a cluster fuck of cars.

As soon as we arrived, we decided it was time to move to the second spot, which was M&M Donuts.

Garden Grove’s finest giving tickets. They gave our friend Anthony a ticket for jaywalking…mother F.

Only photo I got of a car was this Yellow Type R in front of Genki.

The streets were packed, filled with modified cars everywhere.

LS460 that was coming late to the party just followed us to the next spot.

Pogi Fresh leading the way; it was like a parade of cars heading to M&M.

Damn, our meet only lasted 20 minutes before it got rolled.

The M&M Donuts lot was 5 times bigger than the Genki spot and we filled that up quick too.

Quick shot of Mikey’s xB rolling by.

Leighton got a sweet spot in front of the entrance.

Boss 7 Series.

Sweet color combo on this 8th gen Civic.

EK looking for a parking spot.

Guys were surrounding John’s car and asking him 21 questions about his life and his car.

Neel debuting his Work Emitz, which he kept on the down low and didn’t even tell us about it.

Minh’s Junction Produce IS250.

Spotted some Royal Origin supporters. We’ll have stickers for sale again, just be patient!

Clean EVO, I believe it’s owned by Daniel Leung’s brother.

Speaking of Daniel, here’s his Subie.

Alex’s Camry getting some attention from future housewives.

I always see this IS250 at our meets. Thanks for the support homie!

Mother fucking Lux Life, son.

Business in the front, party in the back.

Reminds me of the late Jon Pham’s E30. Rest in paradise, homie.

Bringing business to M&Ms.

Vincent’s Miata looking fine as fuck.

Mark’s big booty hoe.

It was cool that most of the cars here were slammed and we didn’t have to tippy toe to find anyone’s car.

Sweet beetle.

KSANCHEZ and KJOHNSTON.

This spot ended up getting rolled on too; they gave Angelo a ticket for being too low and this time they put non-correctable. Might be a $500 fucking ticket.

Useless crew came out to kick it.

S2K’s on the roll.

Clean Miata. I am in love with the red paint!

We moved to the third spot just in case the cops wanted to shut down M&M’s too. This time, we only invited close friends to Tastea.

Amir’s 911, recently featured on Stance Works!

Clean SC.

I don’t know who invited Thao to come…

Wes’ GS with a bumper that I heard he fabbed up in his backyard.

Brendan’s E30.

Not sure who these guys are, but they brought the heat with this NSX and 350z.

Swerve GS, reminds me of Big Vinh’s GS back in 2009.

Merry Christmas guys!

One more shot of Vincent’s Miata.

Jeff, hard parking the RSX.

Chris showing up fashionably late.

The Vegas peeps tried to surprise us & left Vegas 20 minutes after us so they can catch up, but Chivas ended up having oil filter problems and got stuck in Barstow. We ended up driving back to get them with an oil filter. Nice try guys, it was the effort that counts.

Nice shot of Gerald’s Work Equips.

Another shot of Minh’s IS250.

Side front face shot of Nimo’s IS300. Doesn’t even look like it was taken on a 2,000 mile road trip.

Mark lighting the way.

Jay Crayyy.

Bobby finally got bags for his GS. Now he can pick up all his baby mommas.

KJohnston’s S2K.

Nicul was afraid that we were going to move to another spot, so he didn’t air down.

Hey there Mikey.

Sloppy crusin’ out because he found out Tastea doesn’t serve alcohol.

Time for some 350z porn. Here’s Angelo’s $500-ticketed 350z.

John Park just recently traded his Equips for some Meisters. Looking good!

Another wheel whore, Christforeman sittin’ on some new Weds LX-Zs.

Miguel couldn’t afford new wheels, so he just powder coated them.

Wish I had a wide angle lens…

350z galore.

All the RSX’s were jealous of the 350zs and wanted to park next to each other too.

Man was Sam late…

I always get cool photos of Matt’s S13.

Thanks everybody for coming out and dealing with all that bullshit from the cops, assholes doing burn outs, and bitches speeding in the parking lot. We’ll find a better spot where we can regulate the traffic and not get kicked out by the police. Peace!

Words by NGU ASS

Photos by NGUASS, Rocky T Wong, and Angelow

January 3, 2013

SOC A WOCKA

December 16th was a day I was looking forward to since the start of December. The first reason was because I wanted to unveil my car and the second reason was because it was going to be Style Over Comfort’s one year meet. There were plenty of things going on that day. 88 Rotors threw a meet that day, as well as 9k racing/AWOL. Although there were different things going on, I already knew which one I would attend, and yup, it was most definitely going to be STYLE OVER COMFORT’s meet. Anh, the owner of SOC, is a very good friend of mine, so I knew that the meet was where I would debut my car.

I got there around 11AM and the parking lot was already packed. The first thing I noticed was Dogzilla, so I was extremely excited right from the get go. The next thing I notice was that the complex was surrounded by speed bumps. It was the first time ever in my life going over a speed bump in my car, and I was surprised as to how easy it was. I always thought I would automatically get stuck but that wasn’t the case. I then found a parking spot, thanks to Minh and Anh, and hopped out of my car to say hello to everyone.

The meet itself had a good turnout in my opinion. Cars from Phaze2, Its JDM Yo vanguard, and Oniwagens came out to show some love to Anh and everyone at SOC. I only took a couple of photos due to the rain and me being lazy, but Minh has more photos of the meet as well as our little adventure to Downtown Disney after the meet.