Turbø-tastic!

Independent pre-movie RP/Ask blog for Turbo from Wreck-it Ralph WIP

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The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy.

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Send me a theme song for my character.

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Someone slipped something in my character's drink at the bar; they've been tugged outside and beaten to a bloody pulp for lack of cooperation. How does your muse react upon stumbling across the scene?

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Send me a ≡ for my muse's reaction to yours suddenly hugging them very tightly

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WARNING: LITTLE SHIT ALERT!

Reblog if your muse is a little shit.

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Sentence Starters { Protective Version }

"Watch out!"

"You could have been killed!"

"Run! Hurry up, go!"

"Save yourself, I’ll hold them back."

"Leave me here! Go! Hurry! I can handle it."

"I promise I’ll make sure they don’t hurt you."

"They better not have laid a damn finger on you or I’ll [insert threat]."

"I swear, if they so much as breathe next to you, I’ll knock them out.”

"I’m not leaving you here!"

"And let you get yourself killed?"

"Are you crazy?"

"Are you hurt anywhere?"

"I don’t trust him/her. They seem off."

"I’m saying this for your own good!"

"Don’t worry. I’ll protect you."

"I don’t want to lose you! You’re all I have left!"

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Send me a song that reminds you of my muse!!

[psychopathic-racer]

Turbo whirled around when he heard a visitor approaching. His lifted an eyebrow, but looked rather uninterested.

"Can I help you?"

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Vanellope recognized him but knew he wasn’t the Turbo she knew. Instead of answering his question she just…

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"Ya know just looking around getting a good look at my competition" she said with a grin. She knew about how competitive he was so it would be kinda fun to mess with him.

[psychopathic-racer]

“Competition? Ha! You wanna race?” He laughed at her face. “I’ll bet you don’t even know how! You’re jus’tht a little girl!”

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Vanellope rolled her eyes at this. “Not all racers are old ya know?”

[psychopathic-racer]

He smirked challengingly. "Well alrighty then! Why don't cha show me s'thome of your racing s'thkills? Or are ya too scared I'll put cha ta shame?"

[psychopathic-racer]

+8 Want to Race!

The arcade had just closed.

With a proud grin, Turbo jumped out of his kart, carrying a large 1st place trophy in his hands. He skipped merrily past his brothers, Nitro and Diesel, and waved his prize in their faces.

"Better luck next time losers'th!" He laughed.

As he began to make his way to the portal that led to Game Central Station, he bumped into someone and fell on his butt.

"Hey!" He grunted, holding the side of his head. The diminutive racer scowled up at the stranger with angry gold eyes. "Who are you?"

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Honesty hour! Any questions my character(s) are asked, they will answer honestly!

Submitted by: Anonymous

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Your character finds mine crying face first in their pillow. What's your reaction?

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+1

psychopathic-racer

"You’re Turbo. I’ve heard about you."

[psychopathic-racer]

Turbo held his hands up. "Woah woah woah! Watch it!" He snarled, yellow eyes flashing dangerously. "Yes'th I'm Turbo. What's'th yer point? Ya wanna autograph or s'thomethin'?" He couldn't help but grin mischievously at his last question.

[psychopathic-racer]

Turbo whirled around when he heard a visitor approaching. His lifted an eyebrow, but looked rather uninterested.

"Can I help you?"

[twocorruptedcodes-deactivated20]

Vanellope recognized him but knew he wasn’t the Turbo she knew. Instead of answering his question she just…

[twocorruptedcodes-deactivated20]

"Ya know just looking around getting a good look at my competition" she said with a grin. She knew about how competitive he was so it would be kinda fun to mess with him.

[psychopathic-racer]

"Competition? Ha! You wanna race?" He laughed at her face. "I'll bet you don't even know how! You're jus'tht a little girl!"

[psychopathic-racer]

Street-Turbo Wants to Race!

The diminutive racer crossed his arms and glared up at Street, gold eyes widening in surprise.

"Who are you s’thuppos’thed to be?" He snapped, not believing that the other was indeed an alternate of him.

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Street didn’t know where the voice was coming from for a second. He looked around, then down at the little grey man with the familiar T on his helmet. Wait, what? Street had a mark just like that on his cap! Not to mention this guy was wearing a similar white and red colour scheme. Could he be a relative? Street felt excitement other that, not noticing the other man’s snappy tone.

"I’m Turbo, from TurboTime: Street. But ya can call me ‘Street’ if ya wanna!" 

[psychopathic-racer]

Turbo narrowed his eyes, his lips straightening into a thin line. Another Turbo? He highly doubted that. They couldn’t replace him, the greatest racer ever! And what the heck was TurboTime: Street anyway?

He smirked at his alternate. “Riiight..” He rolled his eyes, then pointed at himself. “Nice try. Everyone knows'th that I’m Turbo.”

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Street blinked. So, this guy was a relative of his… He looked pretty retro. Was the grey skin because of bad graphics or something? That would explain the mystery of why TT: Street’s denizens looked like monster-people; they’d based their look off this guy. 

Street scratched his head. He definitely had an ego. How to tell him in a way that wouldn’t make him upset?

"No, see, we’re both Turbo. We’re from two different games in the same franchise. Mine came out in 2007. When’s yers from?”

[psychopathic-racer]

Turbo was a little confused by this, but just shrugged his shoulders and went along with it. "1982." He answered. "Ya look a lot different than me." He couldn't help but comment, eyeing Street curiously.

[psychopathic-racer]

The-virus-and-the-glitch Wants to Race!

Turbo whirled around when he heard a visitor approaching. His lifted an eyebrow, but looked rather uninterested.

"Can I help you?"

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Vanellope recognized him but knew he wasn’t the Turbo she knew. Instead of answering his question she just introduced herself. “I’m president Vanellope Von Schweetz and I’m guessing you must be Turbo.”

[psychopathic-racer]

"Vanellope Von Shweetz?" He repeated, making a face. What kind of a ridiculous name was that? Thankfully, he resisted making a rude comment, which was rather rare for him. "Yes'th I'm Turbo. What are ya doing here in TurboTime?"

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Street-Turbo Wants to Race!

The diminutive racer crossed his arms and glared up at Street, gold eyes widening in surprise.

"Who are you s’thuppos’thed to be?" He snapped, not believing that the other was indeed an alternate of him.

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Street didn’t know where the voice was coming from for a second. He looked around, then down at the little grey man with the familiar T on his helmet. Wait, what? Street had a mark just like that on his cap! Not to mention this guy was wearing a similar white and red colour scheme. Could he be a relative? Street felt excitement other that, not noticing the other man’s snappy tone.

"I’m Turbo, from TurboTime: Street. But ya can call me ‘Street’ if ya wanna!" 

[psychopathic-racer]

Turbo narrowed his eyes, his lips straightening into a thin line. Another Turbo? He highly doubted that. They couldn't replace him, the greatest racer ever! And what the heck was TurboTime: Street anyway?

He smirked at his alternate. "Riiight.." He rolled his eyes, then pointed at himself. "Nice try. Everyone knows that I'm Turbo."

[psychopathic-racer]

The-virus-and-the-glitch Wants to Race!

Turbo whirled around when he heard a visitor approaching. His lifted an eyebrow, but looked rather uninterested.

"Can I help you?"