Bonjahola!

This is an independent RP blog for THE DUKE OF DETROIT! Get back! There is only one of Duke and he does what ever with who ever from where ever! No multiverses for Duke. He just rolls with the punches. Penned by Stingdragon

[iskodraws]

THE DUKE OF DETROIT!

I’m never going to get over the cancellation of Motorcity, I love that show so much

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[blondchiroptera]

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The whole idea of today was to NOT have a run in with Duke. It wasn’t often that Chuck went into the man’s property or any branching extensions of such but Chuck needed to eat. And like it or not junkyards were often crawling with rats. He moves silently, sniffing around and flexing his claws into the dirt. 

Maybe if he were careful he could just… eat his fill and leave. With that thought in mind, he crawls his way over the husk of a car and begins to sniff out the nest of rats he’s been smelling for a while.

[limo-lord]

“You always come SNIFFING around here whenever you feel parched.” A disemboweled voice rang out in the dark. 

Headlight turned on. The whole junkyards lit up with dazzling glittering beams of lights. All moved and centered on one point. Perched on top of a gleaming white and gold limousine was the tall and lanky figure of the Duke.

He looked over the brim of his sunglasses at the bat. “You really ought to get a grip on that.”

[limo-lord]

blondchiroptera:

No. No killing. …. You can throttle him a little though~.

“I think I can abide to that... agreement.”

[limo-lord]

blondchiroptera:

Hold it, boyo… I ain’t handing him over til I know you won’t kill him.

“Rrrhh! Not even a little?”

[limo-lord]

blondchiroptera:

limo-lord:

“I am fine with either!”

–slowly reaches into a box and pulls out the boar boy–

S’this who you’re looking for?

[limo-lord]

blondchiroptera:

limo-lord:

“You owe me a boar. I feel like mounting his head on my wall and his dick on the hood of my limo.”

Oh yeah, that’ll get him to show up…

“He hasn’t been around for five years or more. He is either dead and rotting in the ground or dead on my wall.”

“I am fine with either!”

[limo-lord]

blondchiroptera:

limo-lord:

blondchiroptera:

Welp, that didn’t work.

“I could entertain you instead.”

… Hello, Duke. S’been a while.

“You owe me a boar. I feel like mounting his head on my wall and his dick on the hood of my limo.”

[blondchiroptera]

Welp, that didn’t work.

[limo-lord]

“I could entertain you instead.”

[livelivefastfree]

a comprehensive list of things that give the Duke of Detroit a boner

[spaghetti-nate]

The Duke of Detroit

[blondchiroptera]

He starts backing away.

Rapidly.

[limo-lord]

[limo-lord]

I see you liking my posts there Fallen-hearts-of-ice!

Love you too!

[immersedhowls]

Diiiibs!

send me a ‘dibs’ if you are ridiculously attached to me as an rp partner

Me, on my way to hug the stuffin out of you!

[limo-lord]

[limo-lord]

“Mmmmmhh... I DO so like seeing myself in the search.”

[lesserknownhusbands]

[limo-lord]

Damn... I can’t believe, in this year of our lord 2017, THIS 

ASSHOLE!

Is suddenly pocking for attention once more.

Go to sleep Duke. No one wants you around.

[blondchiroptera]

limo-lord:

“Oh is that so? Well…” Duke snaps his fingers and shadows moves in next to his side. “…living privileges retracted.”

There’s a squawk before Chuck decides that booking it out the nearest exit is probably the better idea. With that in mind, he runs.

[limo-lord]