#Compact Pussycat

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All The Amenities “Speeding For Smogland” (1968)

[sohannabarberaesque]

Imagine the car here being Penelope Pitstop's #5 Compact Pussycat from Wacky Races ... and she herself is about to go into surfer gal mode.

[sohannabarberaesque]

Penelope Pitstop headcannon

Imagine the reaction at some gas station or convenience store in some one-horse backwater when Miss Pitstop's #5 Compact Pussycat stops for a refuel--and she for a refresh.

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Source: Josie & The Pussycats [1970]

[edsonjnovaes]

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[shivvroys]

im sorry but you simply CANNOT outdo the doer

[cant-get-enough-btr-forever]

"Big Time Battle of the Bands", Chapter 2: Big Time Discovery

"Twenty-five bright, shiny platinum records."

A certain Hawk, wearing his smoky gray suit, paced in the office of his (struggling) record company. 

"A million-dollar villa, overlooking the Hollywood Hills." He took a swig of coffee from his mug. It bore the company logo: an imposing silhouette of a hawk.

"A Lamborghini to die for." He faced the window. A billboard stared back at him. BIG TIME RUSH'S ALBUM "ALL OVER AGAIN" COMING SOON.

"And for WHAT?" he yelled, answered by nothing except the traffic down below. Realizing that his cup was empty, he agitatedly shuffled over to the coffee pot.

He sipped the freshly steaming liquid and continued, "I finally get out of the slammer, and how do I celebrate freedom? I turn over every stone and twig, searching for some ounce of talent. A one-hit wonder, even! I mean, really..."

He trained his icy stare on the radio, which sat atop his desk.

Here I am, there you are,

Why does it seem so far?

Next to you is where I should be (Where I wanna be)

Something I want so bad

Know what’s inside y—

The singing crackled and fizzled out as Hawk poured a scalding stream of coffee onto the radio.

He was breathing harshly. "Better say your prayers, Gustavo Rocque. Because when Hawk rises from the ashes, you will be the first to fall." Another loud slurp from his cup. "CAW!!" he shrieked.

......

Later that morning, a sleek bus pulled up to a stop near Hawk Records. The Pussycat Dolls’ "When I Grow Up" bumped out of its stereo.

As the doors swung open, four young girls filed down the steps: One was raven-haired with hazel eyes, one had caramel locks and piercing amber eyes, one sported a long brown ponytail, and one had curly brown hair in a bun. They were all tanned and shapely.

"There it is, girls! Hawk Records." Chloe, the raven-haired girl, said jubilantly.

"YES!! FINALLY!" whooped Mikee, the girl with the ponytail.

There was a confused hush as the girls looked around. "So...now what?" Mikee asked uncertainly.

The caramel-haired one, Jessica, produced a compact mirror and tube of pink lipstick. The other three looked at her strangely. Behind her big pink sunglasses, she rolled her eyes. "Hey, if this is my only chance to become a totally poppin' princess of pop, I might as well look my best, right?" She intently smeared on the lipstick.

The curly-haired girl raised one thick eyebrow. "Um, you know you said 'pop' twice, right?" she pointed out.

Jessica snapped the mirror shut and leaned close to her. "You bet I did, Elena." she smirked.

Chloe motioned to her friends. "Come on, guys. We didn't fly all this way for nothing." Luggage bags rolling behind them, they made their way up the sun-kissed pavement to the double doors.

The first person they encountered was Hawk's secretary. In fact, she was the only one in sight. She already seemed out of place, sitting behind a tiny desk in the desolate lobby. But her impassive, ‘I-hate-the-world’ expression only emphasized the room's emptiness.

The gang had initially been impressed by the spotlessly professional setting. This impression was dampened as soon as they laid eyes on her.

"Good morning! We're here to see Mr. Hawk?" Chloe tried.

Jessica removed her sunglasses, flipped her hair out of her eyes, and looked up with a disarming smile. "That's right! It's been my lifelong dream to become the next JLo, and sing amongst the stars. Though, I'll also settle for a leading lady movie role." The others stared at the ceiling. They'd heard this speech ad nauseam.

The secretary couldn't have looked more bored if Jessica had been reciting a phone book. "Yes. I'm sure you would." she droned sarcastically. Their smiles fell at her tone.

She sighed. "Well, he's free. Office is on the sixth floor." Her blank gaze dropped back to her desktop computer.

The girls looked at each other. "Uh...great, thanks!" Chloe said, smiling as cheerfully as she could. Realizing that their good spirits were not going to rub off on this woman, they scuffled towards the elevator.

......

They stood before the shiny office doors. Now that their moment had arrived, the task at hand seemed much more overwhelming.

Mikee emitted a loud sigh. "Welp. This is it. Who's gonna do it?" She nudged Elena. "You should do it. You're really good with words."

The brunette immediately shook her head. "Only when I’m writing essays for school. Oral introductions aren't my forte." she anxiously explained.

Jessica turned to Chloe. "Chloe, you chipped in the most for the plane tickets. If anyone should do it, it's you."

Chloe tucked some strands of black hair behind her ears, smoothed out her yellow blouse, and took a deep breath. She raised her hand and knocked firmly.

Hawk was reading a thick book at his desk. Getting Rich for Evil Dummies!, the title screamed. He started at the sudden sound.

He fumbled with the book before dropping it in the desk drawer. "Enter!" he barked.

The doors tentatively opened. Hawk's eyebrow quirked as the girls nervously stepped inside.

"H-hello, Mr. Hawk!" stammered Chloe.

"And what do you want?" he asked curtly.

All of them looked semi-terrified, except Jessica. She was glancing around the office like it was a majestic shrine. Chloe cleared her throat and continued, "Let's just begin by introducing ourselves. My name is Chloe Martinez. And this is my friend, Mikayla Rogers."

Mikee jumped forward and stuck out her hand, which Hawk warily shook. "But friends call me Mikee." she added, grinning.

Chloe placed her hands on Elena's shoulders, bringing her into better view. "This is Elena Slate."

Elena shyly waved. "Hi."

Chloe gestured to the wonderstruck teen beside her. "This is—"

"Jessica Carlton." Jessica thrust in, fervently shaking his hand. "It's such a pleasure to finally meet you in the flesh!"

Chloe cleared her throat again, giving Jessica a look. She awkwardly giggled and released her grip. 

Chloe went on, "Together, we are Cross My Heart. And, well, we're a quartet." She smiled as she added, "You’ve made so many people’s dreams come true. We were hoping you could give us a record deal, so we can get a little more exposure."

"And maybe run into Big Time Rush along the way!" Mikee chimed in. They giggled. Hawk didn’t even bother to stifle his yawn.

Once Chloe had stopped giggling, she continued, "Anyway, we're from Arizona, and we've always wanted to—"

"Oh, Arizona, eh? How very...very interesting. I've held many an audition there." he boredly interrupted. He seemed much more interested in adjusting the papers on his desk.

Jessica blurted out, "Really? So we really have a chance?" Mikee smacked her shoulder, earning herself a harder smack in return.

Hawk got up and slowly walked to the window. "Girls," he said, "I am a very busy man. Do you have any idea how many prospects I go through every week?" 

When they didn't respond, he coolly continued, "Can you even fathom what it takes to succeed in the music industry?" 

"Um..." Chloe hesitated.

"No. You can't." he snapped, wheeling around. "I have yet to find one single shred of musical fortitude in this talentless land."

He went back to his chair, placed his feet up on the desk, and calmly picked up a newspaper. "So, to spare all of our sanities, I think it would be best if you four turn yourselves around, leave the Hawk’s lair, and fly south for the winter. Get the picture?" Without another word, he tore open the paper and whipped it in front of his face.

They could do nothing but stand there in shell-shocked silence. Mikee looked at Chloe and whispered, "C?"

Chloe nodded. "It's huddle time." she quietly declared. They looped arms and huddled together, whispering their strategy. Hawk turned a page of his newspaper, not caring in the slightest.

Then, they turned around and broke into their song.

He tensed as soon as they began harmonizing. They were...amazing. Incredible! They were just as good as Big Time Rush—maybe even better. As Jessica belted her pitch-perfect runs, one could practically see a spotlight glowing on her. She was obviously taking her one shot to stardom and using it for all it was worth. 

Hawk slowly, very slowly, lowered the paper. The gears in his head were wickedly turning. He'd finally found it—this was his last chance to get sweet revenge.

Once they'd finished, he was temporarily speechless. He stood up and adjusted his dark shades. A smile spread across his face. "Ladies..." he began, "It looks like the Hawk will have to make an exception."

The girls’ eyes widened. A split-second later, they started squealing. “Walk of Fame, here we come!” Jessica exuberated, hair flouncing as she hopped for joy.

Hawk gestured for them to settle down. “But before we begin our friendly relations, I want to make one thing very clear. Please, have a seat.” Still tittering excitedly, they sank into the black leather couch across from him.

He reposed in his chair. “I take it you’re Big Time Rush fans.”

They nodded eagerly. “Those guys are so cool.” Mikee gushed.

“Actually, they inspired us to become Cross My Heart. It’s mind-blowing how people with such humble beginnings could become what they are now.” Chloe explained.

Hawk thoughtfully traced circles on the desk. “It’s a darn shame that they couldn’t stay humble...” he remarked casually.

They looked at one another, confused. Chloe swallowed before speaking. "What...what do you mean?"

His smile became wistful. "Not many people know this, but I once signed Big Time Rush to my label." he lied. "Oh, such nice young men they were. They came to me, just as you did. They placed all their trust in me to make their superstar dreams come true. Once I finally succeeded..." He trailed off with a sigh. "The pressures of fame changed them. Stabbed me in the back, they did."

"No!" Jessica and Mikee exclaimed. A horrified Chloe added, "Oh...that sounds awful."

"I did everything I could to make Kendall happy. I really did! I even let him write a song or two. But as soon as he got a taste of the limelight—" The back of his hand came down hard on the table. "—he bit the hand that fed him. Now, he's no better than any other spoiled pop tart."

Chloe's brows furrowed. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. The boy she idolized could really be that terrible?

"James? Why, the kid was so obsessed with himself, he would even turn against his own bandmates. Always had to be in the center." Hawk went on. Jessica gasped. She looked like she was on the verge of tears.

"Then there’s Logan: the snot-nosed smart aleck who was more interested in running his mouth than running a show." Elena suddenly looked crestfallen.

Mikee quickly spoke up. "N-not Carlos. He's totally sweet."

He shook his head and sighed. "Behind that helmet lies a heart just as black." She hung her head.

"But that is in the past." he spat. "They're not even worth discussing. Take it from Hawk himself, ladies. Big Time Rush is nothing more than an overrated herd of hooligans. And besides," he started to snigger, "boy bands are over! They lost their appeal ages ago!" He was guffawing now.

"However." he said, all the laughter gone. He rose from his chair, ambled around his desk, and loomed over them. "Cross My Heart is a girl group. So, I just have one question for you."

Their eyes twinkled. "Yeah?" they gasped.

He smiled again. "Are the Hawk’s chicks ready to spread their wings and soar?" As if to punctuate the question, he raised his arms like a bird and screeched, “CAW!”

The band erupted in cheers.

[theendinghaters]

What type of vehicle the BSD Characters would drive. Part 2

Port Mafia

Chuuya: Crowley's black Bentley

Akutagawa & Gin: A Nissan Juke Kiiro. Literally, the batmovil

Tachihara: Undercover car (this model is actually used by the Japanese police)

Hirotsu: Hyundai Kona, grey like his hair

Koyou: The Compact Pussycat

Mori: Ice-cream van

Guild

Fitzgerald: A 1959 Cadillac Series 6200 Coupe

Lovecraft: A submarine

John Steinbeck: A tractor

Lucy Maud Montgomery: Also a bike

[animal25]

Patterdale Terrier: Dog Breed, image, Lifespan, Care Special Info

The mettlesome and energetic Patterdale Terrier is a veritably popular canine in the United States but began in the United Kingdom. Compact, confident, and independent, this cherished canine was first bred to hunt foxes and rabbits.

Although these are thoroughbred tykes, you may still find them in harbors and rescues. Flashback to borrow! Don’t shop if this is the strain for you.

tolerance is demanded when it comes to training as these tykes have a character for being stubborn. still, they’re fascinating and tender and will form strong bonds with their primary caregiver.

These lovable pups love big and small families likewise as long as they get an abundance of attention — because they will demand it! That said, large families might work stylish for them because there are further people to interact with, and Patterdale Terriers don’t like being left alone for any length of time.

This is a high-energy canine and would not be happy in a low-energy family.

A large home in the vicinity or country is ideal. Make sure you have a secure yard, as they’re prone to tracking and wandering off.

Origin: Europ

Height: About 12 inches

Weight: 11 to 13 pounds

Lifespan: 11 to 13 years

Color: Red, Blue, Black, Tan, Chocolate

Breed Characteristics

The Patterdale Terrier is a British canine strain, but it isn’t honored by the FCI or the KC. still, since 1995 it has been honored by the UKC.

Since the Patterdale Terrier was designed more for utility than for appearance, its appearance is veritably different. still, to 95 they’re black.

The terriers are also available in chocolate, argentine, red, and black tan. sometimes they’ve white bases or a white casket. A typical terrier specific is the pooching, triangular hanging cognizance. Their hair is short and straight to spiky.

Depending on the strain, the Patterdale Terrier differs not only in appearance but also in character. nonetheless, they all have one thing in common a lot of energy, a strong tone- of confidence, and a pronounced stalking instinct.

still, he turns out to be a real pack of energy outside, which is why only a proprietor with sufficient canine experience would be recommended If he still seems calm and relaxed at home. They need harmonious education and aren’t freshman tykes.

In general, he’s a veritably loving family canine. He gets along veritably well with children and can play with them for hours due to his high-energy position. The only important thing is that the small, active terrier gets his diurnal exercise so that his hot temper can cool down a bit.

A Patterdale Terrier needs a lot of exercise and exertion when you aren’t leading him hunting. Offers like disc dogging, dog dancing, obedience, dexterity, or shadowing would be a good volition for the little pack of energy. For protection or event canine sports, the small four-lawful musketeers are also immaculately suited.

faves, especially rodents or pussycats, shouldn’t live in the ménage due to his strong stalking instinct. It’s also judicious to keep him on a leash during walks. As soon as he smells commodity, there’s no turning back. With his thick cranium, he also overhears hisses or calls relatively intensively.

Patterdale Terrier History

The Patterdale Terrier began in the rugged Lakes Region of Northern England. Experts believe they descend from the fell terrier which is not a strain but rather a group of long-lawful working terrier types from Great Britain.

This group also includes the Patterdale Terrier, Lakeland Terrier, and Scorrier Terrier. occasionally called Fell Patterdale or Borderlakeland, the Patterdale Terrier is a subtype of the Lakeland Terrier.

British growers used the Patterdale to hunt foxes that hovered their flocks of lamb. These tough little tykes would either flush foxes from their rocky dens or snappily dispatch them if they put up a fight. When the strain arrived in the United States, it continued its working- canine way — hunting raccoons, nutria, and fox.

In their early days, these pups earned a character as inexhaustible and tenacious workers. moment, they admit inversely high marks as eager-to-please companions and amusing faves. The United Kennel Club honored the Patterdale Terrier in 1995.

More details:https://animalatoz.com/patterdale-terrier/

[animala2z]

Patterdale Terrier: Dog Breed, image, Lifespan, Care Special Info

The mettlesome and energetic Patterdale Terrier is a veritably popular canine in the United States but began in the United Kingdom. Compact, confident, and independent, this cherished canine was first bred to hunt foxes and rabbits.

Although these are thoroughbred tykes, you may still find them in harbors and rescues. Flashback to borrow! Don’t shop if this is the strain for you.

tolerance is demanded when it comes to training as these tykes have a character for being stubborn. still, they’re fascinating and tender and will form strong bonds with their primary caregiver.

These lovable pups love big and small families likewise as long as they get an abundance of attention — because they will demand it! That said, large families might work stylish for them because there are further people to interact with, and Patterdale Terriers don’t like being left alone for any length of time.

This is a high-energy canine and would not be happy in a low-energy family.

A large home in the vicinity or country is ideal. Make sure you have a secure yard, as they’re prone to tracking and wandering off.

Origin: Europ

Height: About 12 inches

Weight: 11 to 13 pounds

Lifespan: 11 to 13 years

Color: Red, Blue, Black, Tan, Chocolate

Breed Characteristics

The Patterdale Terrier is a British canine strain, but it isn’t honored by the FCI or the KC. still, since 1995 it has been honored by the UKC.

Since the Patterdale Terrier was designed more for utility than for appearance, its appearance is veritably different. still, to 95 they’re black.

The terriers are also available in chocolate, argentine, red, and black tan. sometimes they’ve white bases or a white casket. A typical terrier specific is the pooching, triangular hanging cognizance. Their hair is short and straight to spiky.

Depending on the strain, the Patterdale Terrier differs not only in appearance but also in character. nonetheless, they all have one thing in common a lot of energy, a strong tone- of confidence, and a pronounced stalking instinct.

still, he turns out to be a real pack of energy outside, which is why only a proprietor with sufficient canine experience would be recommended If he still seems calm and relaxed at home. They need harmonious education and aren’t freshman tykes.

In general, he’s a veritably loving family canine. He gets along veritably well with children and can play with them for hours due to his high-energy position. The only important thing is that the small, active terrier gets his diurnal exercise so that his hot temper can cool down a bit.

A Patterdale Terrier needs a lot of exercise and exertion when you aren’t leading him hunting. Offers like disc dogging, dog dancing, obedience, dexterity, or shadowing would be a good volition for the little pack of energy. For protection or event canine sports, the small four-lawful musketeers are also immaculately suited.

faves, especially rodents or pussycats, shouldn’t live in the ménage due to his strong stalking instinct. It’s also judicious to keep him on a leash during walks. As soon as he smells commodity, there’s no turning back. With his thick cranium, he also overhears hisses or calls relatively intensively.

Patterdale Terrier History

The Patterdale Terrier began in the rugged Lakes Region of Northern England. Experts believe they descend from the fell terrier which is not a strain but rather a group of long-lawful working terrier types from Great Britain.

This group also includes the Patterdale Terrier, Lakeland Terrier, and Scorrier Terrier. occasionally called Fell Patterdale or Borderlakeland, the Patterdale Terrier is a subtype of the Lakeland Terrier.

British growers used the Patterdale to hunt foxes that hovered their flocks of lamb. These tough little tykes would either flush foxes from their rocky dens or snappily dispatch them if they put up a fight. When the strain arrived in the United States, it continued its working- canine way — hunting raccoons, nutria, and fox.

In their early days, these pups earned a character as inexhaustible and tenacious workers. moment, they admit inversely high marks as eager-to-please companions and amusing faves. The United Kennel Club honored the Patterdale Terrier in 1995.

Appearance

As working terriers bred to hunt vermin, Patterdale terriers were bred for their strength and stamina- not their aesthetics. This means there can be significant variations in their appearances.

All Patterdale terriers are compact tykes, standing just 10- 15 elevation altitudinous and importing lower than 13 pounds. They are sturdy, have long legs, and their triangular cognizance folds down. But when it comes to their fleece length, texture, and color, Patterdale terriers look fully different.

[sohannabarberaesque]

Imagine this study in contrasts:

It's at some small-town diner of the "old school," where we find in the parking lot no less than Top Cat's vintage 1963 Studebaker Avanti, with clowder on a road trip, parked right next to Penelope Pitstop's #5 Compact Pussycat per Wacky Races.

Both are on separate road trips of their own volitation, and neither are aware of the other's presence in close proximity. Yet inside, both parties could be imagined seating close to each other over lunch.

Over to you to imagine how it all ensueth ...

[ben-the-hyena]

So Dick the 4th and Piper respectively redesigned the Mean Machine and the Compact Pussycat to make them animal-like

Not only it means they respectively like cats and sharks (and in Piper's case wanted to make the visual pun real), but since I headcanon they are cousins it also means there is a family pattern and at least one dorky common point between them Parker finds lame which is kitsch animal stylization of things

[edsonjnovaes]

Los autos locos

Los Autos Locos es una serie animada producida por Hanna-Barbera que constó de 34 episodios con una duración de 10 minutos cada uno y fue inspirada en el film La carrera del siglo. Doblaje Wiki Nº 1 “El Rocomóvil” (Boulder Mobile) La serie hacía parodia a las carreras de autos, y a su vez estas eran de lo mas alocadas y bizarras. Tuvo algo único en su clase pues los antagonistas (Pierre…

[alexjcrowley]

Okay fine I have to do everything in this house

Referring to the 1968-69 show because I am old

No. 1: the Slag brothers in the boulder mobile

Seeing as I am doing this in 2024, I'll go with the Alpine line up Pierre Gasly and Esteban Ocon. They would probably drive faster if they had The Flinstones car you have to carry yourself and run.

No. 2: The Gruesome Twosome in the Creepy Coupe

Who gets the car of nightmares? I wanna say Haas, because as much as Alpine is failing this year and I would kiss Kevin Magnussen on the lips for what he did in Jaddah, who of us is reacting any differently than screaming in horror if we find out our favourite driver ended up in Haas? Also the dragon is definitely the spirit of Gunther Steiner still haunting the team.

No. 3: Professor Pat Pending in the Convert-A-Car

A car that can adapt to every circumstances? Now that would be a miracle. Unfortunately, I'll go with Alfa Romeo/Sauber/Stake F1 Team/Future Audi for their particularly pronounced tendency to change name every few years just to confuse everybody on the paddock (at least the ex Alpha Tauri still has Racing Bulls in it and a somewhat recognisable logo).

No 4. : Red Max in the Crimson Haybaler

Yeah, I don't care it's red, the name of the pilot should suffice, plus this literally flies, which is more or less what RedBull cars have been doing for a while. And if there were any other doubts, let me just add: it's not a coincidence it's one of the few cars without a co-pilot, he can win this game all on his own.

No. 5: Penelope Pitstop in the Compact Pussycat

You can try to convince me this ain't Ferrari and you can fail. Doesn't matter the performance, they stay the most stylish car on track. And Penelope is definitely devilishly gorgeous.

No. 6: Sergeant Blast and Private Meekly in the Army Surplus Special

I'll be honest, I'll go with Williams because Logan's surname is literally Sargeant. Williams wants YOU to represent USA at the rich european family motorsport.

 No. 7: Ant Hill Mob in the Bulletproof Bomb

Mixed bag of wayyy too many guys for just one car. I'm getting Alpha Tauri VisaCashAppRB switching seats every three months vibes. Also those guys are as tall and as angry as Yuki Tsunoda.

No. 8: Lazy Luke and Blubber Bear in the Arkansas Chuggabug

One's too anxious, the other doesn't break a sweat. These are definitely Norris edging for a win and Oscar with the Kimi Räikkönen attitude in a McLaren.

No. 9: Peter Perfect in the Turbo Terrific

No one could embody the perfect gentleman aura of Peter Perfect like the Britcedes duo. They act like British Royalty, and, like Peter always comes in aid of Penelope, Lewis is for obvious reasons quite friendly with Charles this season. Yeah, the car is shaped like a dick, but that's a subtle reference to George Russell being a meme lord.

No. 00: Dick Dastardly and Muttley in the Mean Machine

An old man ready to sabotage everyone on the race and his loyal sidekick? Fernando Alonso and Lance Stroll could not have more accurately represented.

About the Rufus Ruffcut and Sawtooth in the Buzzwagon erasure, blame Tumblr for not allowing more than 10 pictures in a post, but also F1 for turning down Andretti's offer, otherwise we could have done all of the 11 cars.

F1 x Wacky Races crossover when

[acmeoop]

Cannonball Power “The Dipsy Doodle Desert Derby” (1968)

[ardenttomatostudio]

Toonjune 26: Car I loved the Wildbrain take on Penelope Pitstop... Look up Penelope Pitstop GT. SHE Didn't need an Anthill Mob to protect her. Could take care of herself. And the car. Much cooler than the classic Compact Pussycat. My take on Penelope is a tiny bit more cute anime inspired. Might never have drawn her if not for Toonjune!