A battle for freedom... @recklessmongrel - Tumblr Blog

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“Need a custom piece or medical help?”

“You’ve come to the right place.”

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~4 years of rp experience

~Indie rp/ask blog for 3 Motorcity ocs

~Semi-Selective

recklessmongrel

I'm here atm

#need more people to follow

hells-delivery-blog

“Need a custom piece or medical help?”

“You’ve come to the right place.”

Ask Submit Muses Rules

~4 years of rp experience

~Indie rp/ask blog for 3 Motorcity ocs

~Semi-Selective

hells-delivery-blog

“Need a custom piece or medical help?”

“You’ve come to the right place.”

Ask Submit Muses Rules

~4 years of rp experience

~Indie rp/ask blog for 3 Motorcity ocs

~Semi-Selective

#reblogging again #my other motorcity bloge

hells-delivery-blog

“Need a custom piece or medical help?”

“You’ve come to the right place.”

Ask Submit Muses Rules

~4 years of rp experience

~Indie rp/ask blog for 3 Motorcity ocs

~Semi-Selective

#There they are

@hells-delivery

#I'm gonna make a promo a and type up the character pages soon #so anyway here's the other mc bloge

recklessmongrel

-Violently restrains myself from making a blog for my MC ocs-))

recklessmongrel

I fucked up))

#I CAVED AND DID IT GDI

-Violently restrains myself from making a blog for my MC ocs-))

#YOU ALREADY HAVE TOO MANY BLOGS #I KNOW BUT LEMME JUST HAVE THIS ONE ONE MORE ONE MORE #FUC KC #ooc

((*Cling hugs holds* ))

*hugs* heyyy! How have you been?

ramshacklerenegade

Down here in Motorcity, we have a motto—–

Live Fast & Live Free…

RamshackleRenegade.

☠ | ☠ | ☠ Independent Mike Chilton | Semi-Selective Motorcity Canon | Cross-over Friendly

#holy shit another MC blog #This is making me want to come back #promo

void-m

EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS!

So, I found out that my bank account only has about 17 or so dollars in it which means I have almost nothing to my name!

So if you guys could pass this around, that would be great! Or hey, donate to my paypal! There is a link to it on my blog, I will post a donate link later on today!

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Panda Hero-Hatsune Miku

“Okay. THAT could have went better---!” Mike commented almost nonchalantly as he swerved Mutt around the lazers that were being fired at them.

“She can’t last long, on drugs and behind a wheel rig- WHOA!”

Before the leader could finish what he was staying, a stray lazer shot down a loose metal plate that caused a chain reaction to other scrap and blocked their path.

“Okay, Chuckles. I need another way out of heret.”

Jeeze, Mike knew a lot of people didn’t like him or his gang, but who sent this chick to kill them? SHE’S 15!

#hello~!))#Mike;#thelordvanquisher

wimpyprogrammer

MIKE'S A SQUID KID NOW PREPARE YOUR ASSHOLE FOR TENTACLES

“—what?”

“…no seriously, what the fuck–?”

recklessmongrel

That— that was really cute. What the heck, Mike was so cute in this weird squid form.

“R-really? The one you mistook as a LARPer?” Chuck asked with a small grin, eyeing the tentacles curiously.

Suddenly, his friend melted into a puddle of neon ink, and for a moment Chuck nearly shrieked— until his friend reformed a moment later as a cute— oh god, that was really cute.

Chuck let out a squealing laughter as Mike started climbing up to his head.

“H-hahaha! Oh, wow, man! That’s actually kinda cool!”

“Pfft--” Mike elbowed the blond. “Yeah, what about it?” he laughed. Chuck had already teased him a bit on how the leader embarrassed himself there, so Mike wans’t surprised if Chuck was going to bring it back up.

Chilton gave a chuckle. “I know right? I wonder what else I can do like this.”

With that he hopped down and reformed into his human like state again, ink he shook off himself splattering anything nearby before disappearing in the next few seconds.

The inkling pulled out a small bottle of water from his jacket pocket to sip from.

...

Though when he did so...

Mike seemingly ‘exploded’, causing orange ink to splatter everywhere like blood as a tiny squid shaped spirit floated up and away...

#lmao get fucked mike no water for you))#wimpyprogrammer #mike;

recklessmongrel

He had not been around Motorcity for lng. He didn't have a group of friends to turn to. Heck he didn't even have a set of clthes that wasn't his by now very worn and tattered Kaneco uniform. But there was one thing that Mike had learned since deserting. One: Motorcity had weird winds and spooky voices that wanted him ill. And two: Skeletons apparently walked this earth... and one was passing by very clse to were the brunet was hiding. - 6thsensespeedster

God, getting back to HQ was going to take forever on foot, even floating seemed too slow for him (well mostly because he still hasn’t learned how to float without falling on his face five seconds within trying..). But he couldn’t call for a ride due to all of his communication equipment going up in flames and being crushed by rocks.

Though, with his knowledge of being in Motorcity, Mike knew he always had to be on guard. Not everyone is as kind as they want you to think…that and a lot of people wants his head mounted on a wall.

And with him being on guard he caught this feeling that someone else is around even though he doesn’t see them. The feeling is strange, it’s like the feeling someone gets when someone else walks into an empty room with them, they know they’re there without looking only with this the feeling is stronger and Mike didn’t know someone was around until he felt it.

A human facade washed over Chilton and he reached into his jacket to pull out a pair of sunglasses before setting them on his face.

Hopefully they didn’t see him as a skeleton before hand…

“Hello–?” Mike called out, looking around.

“Anybody out there? Annnybody at all?”

recklessmongrel

As soon as the facade fell, Mike bolted straight up. He stood up in half a second and stared wide eyed at the burning skull that was wearing some pretty cool sunglasses. “Ohhhh…kay?”

What was going on?

“I didn’t…” He put his hands into his hair and pulled at the dirty locks. “Oh wow…” Well he wasn’t going to hurt him, right? This was his… dead self? “Not an avenging evil spirit… okay…” Slowly Mike dragged his hands through his hair and down his neck. “What’s… What do you mean with deadish?”

“Whoa! Hey calm down-! I’m not going to hurt you.” Mike said softly, waving his hands dimissivley.

He didn’t..?

zThen what was he talking about? Was this copy crazy or something..?

“Er..By deadish I meanthis was some kind of..i don’t know, curse? From some strange grey person. I’m not too sure how it works but, this is kinda cool I guess.” Mike shrugged.

“Vroommmmm!!”

A tiny orange ghost seemingly came out of nowhere. it mimicked the sound of a car while floating about as if it were driving one.

“...Okay yeah I don’t know what that is but they seem to pop up sometimes..Cute and silly yes, but not violent as far as I know.”

#6thsensespeedster #cursed: might just disappear;#mike;