This Blog is for a fan character created for Borderlands. A bandit gang that goes by the name Death Road Ministry who have their faithful yet feisty mechanic who repairs and customizes their guns and vehicles. Astrid Woodlock,a single mother of two and age 25 is the most respect female in their crew and without her; they wouldn't last another day in the outskirts of Pandora.
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Haven’t post anything in awhile. Have a bus doodle :o
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the more i talk, the more i understand why i’m single
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parenting tip: talk to your kids about mental illness. tell them they might have a hard time. tell them they can ask for therapy and medication. tell them they aren’t alone. tell them if your family has a history of mental illnesses and which ones. just fucking talk to your kids and be there for them.
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We are gathered here today because SOMEBODY *glares at coffin* couldn’t stay alive.
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Imagine a borderlands AU of Far Cry 3
Like Jason is a vault hunter and Vaas is a psycho bandit. And Hoyt is besties with Handsome Jack
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Series of paintings discovered in an abandon mental asylum in Italy.
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"Nice'ta meet ya,Krieg; I'm Astrid. I see you're roaming these lands on your own so why not join my crew of bandits? We offer clothing,food and shelter; all we need in return is your brutal strength and loyalty" Astrid offered before emitting a sharp,high pitched whistle. Seconds later,the two were surrounded by domesticated skags"Also you get to play with these puppies. Sounds like a good deal,don't ya think?"
"Well,well; you're one bad ass looking psycho. What's ya name?" The mechanic said in a smooth,Brooklyn-like accent, grimacing as she scanned the muscular giant from head to toe. He looked like he would be a valuable asset in her gang of bandits.
The giant psycho stared down at the stranger with his one visible eye peering through his mask “kRiEG” he finely blurted out in a scruffy rugged voice.
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Sam Weber born in Alaska is a New York-based illustrator, awarded a Gold Award by The Society of Illustrators and the Spectrum Annual. He graduated from The Alberta College of Art and Design in Calgary, before completing a Masters at The School of Visual Arts in New York. His current clients include Time, DC and Rolling Stone.
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