I HATE THE CARFAX FOX
I hate that stupid fox, he's so annoying Below is an image of me hitting the carfax car fox with a car
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I HATE THE CARFAX FOX
I hate that stupid fox, he's so annoying Below is an image of me hitting the carfax car fox with a car
The Professor closed the door again and, after looking at the direction, opened it and read aloud: "'Look out for D. He has just now, 12:45, come from Carfax hurriedly and hastened towards the south. He seems to be going round and may want to see you. – MINA.'"
"Dracula" - Bram Stoker
So I'm sure no one remembers this anymore but it's been eating up my mind and I might as well get it out. There's this service called Carfax or some shit, and they pay for youtube ads. In one of them they have their mascot, this like fiver-ass animated furry, known as the carfax fox. Get it? Carfax? Carfox? Whatever, he looks like shit. Well he speaks in this snarky Ben Shapiro ass voice and explains that Carfax shows you the damage history of a vehicle so you can know it's true value. To illustrate his point, he has behind him two identical twins with two identical cars. Then through the magic of carfax or some shit the car on the right starts to rapidly morph from a normal car to a totalled wreck, I guess to illustrate how its damage history is being brought to light. This puts the twin on the right into a state of distress and causes the twin on the left to point and laugh.
"HA! Your damage has always been visible!" the guy says, pointing and laughing at his own brother.
It hangs for a beat where the other brother just looks so emotionally distraught. He's shocked and confused that someone so close to him would ever say something so unhinged and cruel. Like you just say that to someone? To your brother no less.
He stutters and then simply says: "We're twins!"
And then the add just fucking ends. Right there. Idk maybe they cut away to some slogan but it's the last we see of them and then your youtube video plays.
Excuse me what the fuck? What kind of martian wrote this?
Your damage has always been visible? What brings a person to say something like that. What does it even mean? I can tell you're traumatized, I can tell you're struggling, you're trying to hide it but I can see. I can see you're damaged goods, brother, and I find that funny. I laugh. I laugh at your weakness.
And don't you be fooled into thinking this is just some sort of edgy east coast style tear each other down humor, the twin on the right looks genuinely hurt. All he can do is appeal, brother how could you betray me like this? Are we not cut from the same cloth?
And why, why would he do this? Over a car? To impress some red fox who can't even make it up to his calf? Yes he appears large because of forced perspective but he could, would, and should drop kick the fucking carfax fox given the first opportunity. See the fox also thinks it's funny, or at the very least doesn't react. To him nothing matters beyond the monetary value of a vehicle. Human emotions, compassion, all that? It just gets in the way.
Oh god, did he coach the other twin? Maybe he wasn't always this way. Maybe the carfax fox has been corrupting him.
Just put yourself in the poor twin's shoes. It's been months, you haven't heard from your brother. You see him post on Instagram, but less and less does he actually have room for you in his life. You see photos of him, him and this fucking fox. Drinking, going to parties, their relationship status changes. Your twin brother, he's gay, and dating a fox. He didn't tell you, you're twins but apparently this wasn't worth mentioning. Maybe he didn't feel safe telling you. It keeps you up at night. You thought you were close.
Then a text message comes out of the blue. "Remember that car you're trying to sell, you haven't found a buyer yet, right?" Not hello, nothing like that, just straight to business.
"Yeah," you reply back, before clarifying, "It still hasn't sold."
"My boyfriend has this app for selling cars, do you think you could bring it by to the studio, we were thinking of using it in an ad."
"Yeah sure, totally, bro."
"Awesome. Would you like to be in the ad? You just need to stand there next to your car. It'll really help it sell"
"Uhh... sure, I guess," you reply back.
It's a nice car, but yeah you are struggling to sell it. You've had it for like eight years and put a lot of work into it. Real ship of thesus type vehicle. Selling it is important, but not really your priority.
"How've you been, man?" you text back.
No reply. Minutes later the typing bubbles pop up. He just ignores your message, it's just a date and time.
You show up as requested, it's a sound stage. A producer helps you get your car in the building. Some makeup people give you a once over, someone puts a lapel mic on your shirt. You finally see your twin brother, on the other side of the stage is a car that looks just like yours. Same make, same model, same color. Maybe it's a rental. Then you see him.
Your brother, he's there with that fox, they're laughing about something but you can't hear it.
You introduce yourself, but as soon as you approach the smiles stop. It's awkward. Were they laughing at you? You have so many questions, so much to catch up, but apparently your brother's boyfriend isn't even happy to see you.
"You don't have any lines, don't worry, you just look forward and smile."
Your brother produces a plastic bag of cocaine and you watch as the fox snorts it off of the hood of the rental car like it's nothing, in view of everyone.
"All right, it's showtime folks," he says, and suddenly everyone's moving. Your brother scowls at you.
"Get to your place," he says. You're shocked, shocked by his tone, but a split second later he's back to smiling for the camera.
The first take is messed up because you're not in place yet. The fox berates you, tells you to get it together. This isn't him, this isn't right. What does he see in this guy. Is he just leeching off of his money, would your twin brother even do that? You thought you knew him.
They reset from the top, you smile into the lights, into the cameras. The fox is saying something about damage history. Whatever, it's a car sale app or something. Then to your horror you hear the sound of bending metal and shattering glass. You turn to see your car, totaled in an instant. What? How? What did they do?
Your eyes shoot around the room. The fox won't even look at you, his tail swishing back and forth playfully.
"Ha, your damage has always been visible."
You turn to see your brother pointing and laughing. Your damage has always been visible? What does that mean? What does that even mean.
"We're twins!" you say, mouth agape in disbelief.
This isn't him this isn't right.
"Alright, I think we got it. We don't need you anymore," the fox says, finally turning to you.
"Bro, what's... what's gotten into you?" you sputter.
His guffaws, they're softer now, just a slight chuckle and smirk.
"You're weak," he says, "Just like your fucking car."
Whoever this person is, he's not the brother your grew up with. Not the shoulder you cried on, not the guy you shared a pokemon emerald save with, not the one that you did matching Halloween costumes with for fifteen years straight. No, no he's something else now, and all because of that fucking fox.
"You son of a bitch!" you shout, lunging for him.
The fox seems only mildly amused as you're grabbed by security, dragged out kicking and screaming.
"I'll kill you, what did you do to my brother?" you demand.
"Your damage has always been visible," your brother laughs. That's the last you ever see of him.
How many real estate firms did Count Dracula talk to before finding Carfax through Hawkins? Hawkins isn't the only firm in all of London. Surely there were other properties that piqued his interest. If I recall correctly, he did in fact buy a bunch of properties so he could hide his dirt crates all over the city, so who sold them to him? How many side-adventures did we miss because his other real estate agent's wife's best friend's suitor's mentor wasn't a supernatural professional?
I can’t explain how much I love the line “It’s time to take a ride again in the cool as shit brain of Paxton Hall Yoshida”
Round Two!
So I ran THIS poll awhile back, and I haven't forgotten about it! But I've been asked to run it again with two more characters, and as such I shall (:
Which fox character should I get an NSFW piece with?
FireFox
Minty (Mint Mobile)
CarFax Fox
Xenia (rejected Linux Mascot)
Whats-His-Name from Starfox (I forgor 💀)
Other (Tell me who else is there)
I already plan on getting one with Minty one day (I love pathetic men, and him and CarFax are so so pathetic), so voting him will just actually make me do it. Whoever wins will override the first poll's winner of FireFox. Also, feel free to reblog this poll as often as you wish :)
Jonathan Harker to the carrier's men:
Soo... was i the only one VERY confused when i got to the end of today's Dracula Daily? like?? its copyrighted/"sent" from Carfax House, you've got to be kidding me. i know it's just some weird coincidence but it really adds to the framework of actually being informed of events in the novel as they happen.