#outcrier

[rotten-flesh-n-bones]

911? Hunter has escaped his padded cell once again. Yeah. Yeah, he’s… he’s drawing Outcrier/Lectricy stuff… again…

Are the first two OOC? Yes. Will anybody sue for me for that? Probably not, so here we are. I hope the… *checks notes* two people who also like them will like these! I love these two so much, it's not even funny anymore

[kobochajunkbox]

The Outcrier and Lectricy Boy, Mad Max (2015).

[chocohybrid]

thinking of them

[lectricity-boy]

tumblr user lectricity-boy makes himself mentally ill over outcrier mad max i said oh i'm sure

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Chasing Venschurovs, segment 1.

Here's the first part of a little story I like to imagine for Dementus before he was everything we know he was. I like to think that he was from the green place, and then went out into the brutal and desolate wasteland. Don't make the mistake of thinking that this is another gushy prequal origin story, he's still Dementus, just younger.

[imaginethatneathuh]

Oh, this is hilarious.

Max is probably the funniest.

Mad Max draw the squad because I said so

[burn-your-face-upon-the-chrome]

Playing the Mad Max game again and left the house this morning knowing I left off at the airport for the stupid Christmas lights The Outcrier wanted but I totally forgot I parked properly.

Chum is fine, the windows are open, the radio is on, and he has gummy snacks.

[the-thing-of-worms]

I kinda wish I was a hated animal.

You know, something ugly like a roach,

Or feared like a spider,

Maybe even something considered deadly like a shark or a venomous snake,

These creatures, though hated by most, are at least thought about,

As you take their life or ridicule them, at least you give them thought,

And amongst all those who would gladly exterminate me,

At least there are some who would stand in my defense,

When people raise their pitchforks, at least there would be some who jump up and cry "Wait!"

And maybe some of those hateful people would turn to the outcrier, bewildered, and give me a chance to escape.

I would get to live another day, be hated another day.

And, even better than living in the material world, I would live inside their thoughts,

Be the thing they fear, the thing they see creeping in shadow, I would be a monster, and I would be immortal, and by some maybe I would still be loved.

That's all we ever want isn't it.

[chardbones]

I fucking love this so much, it's just so adorable!!!!!

And now I'm shipping these two so badly!!!

Now I need fanart of these two and more fics

Also, was the “it doesn’t matter if things change..I’m forever locking myself in the glass of your rearview.”

A reference to the song "If you ever leave i'm coming with you" by The Wombats or am I just going mad

HEY GUYS I TRIED MY HAND AT FAN FICTION!!

I had an itch I needed to scratch..hope you guys like it!!

[theoutcrier]

Playing Matchmaker

Rp with @imperator-ryan !!

During an outing where he was out gathering some more supplies for his new compound, Pittonii recognized a feeling of being watched. It was just about sundown over the wastes and he knew going alone at night was a deathwish. At this first sign of trouble, Pittonii knew exactly where to go. He ran like hell across the desert and quickly slid under a rusted out gate into the Crow’s Nest Outpost. Anyone possibly tailing him wouldn’t be stupid enough to follow him there. He hoisted himself up with a groan and smoothed the sand from his thighs as he made his way further into the Outpost. He kept an eye out for the CrowDazzle, as he’d most likely want some form of payment in exchange for shelter.

In Gastown, Outcrier was grumbling to himself over the duties thrust upon him by the ‘lazy bastards’ up top. He was one of the few who could still write well enough to send off important papers to neighboring compounds. He sighed as he scribbled the orders onto the pages of a very old sketchbook. It was a relic one may say, of the old times, but of course the Outcrier has no time to dwell on such matters when he was irritable. Folding the paper haphazardly, he shoved it into the hands of a warboy and shooed him out into the night with orders to take a crew out to deliver it. The note would be delivered by the crew to the third compound west of Gastown. It was a larger station than most of Stank Gum’s ilk, and more productive if the numbers Outcrier were calculating were true. The note was an order from Stank Gum himself, for the Top Dog to report to Gastown asap. Who that Top Dog was? The Outcrier had no clue, just that he was needed for something or other. After sending the note off, the racemaster decided that he’d get some sleep and slumped back in his favorite chair for a few Zs.

[rotten-flesh-n-bones]

Sketchbook pages of The Gays - they may not be very gay but at least they're canon. Knowing me, I'll probably draw them some more later on since I seem to be on a Mad Max (game) kick

[deserteddepth]

Pic by me.  I call it Acceptance 

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made this in 5 minutes before i had to leave for work (i was late)

[princelydisaster]

THIS IS STILL MY FAVORITE VIDEO (warning for loud noises & old memes)

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@crashtrashkei

Jay shrugs. “It said Outcrier but I dunno him, but I know he an’ Crow don’t like each other, so that’s whatchya get.”

[daddiesgonnadie]