#Motorcycle Event

[reality-detective]

Bike Week... Daytona Beach, Florida kicked off yesterday and there was already a large crowd on Wednesday. This ends 3/12/2023. The weather 👇

Stay Tuned for more photos and videos, ya never know what I'll sëë⁉️ 🤔

[windburnedeyes]

The Quail Motorcycle Gathering Selects Best of Show Winner

Over 3,000 people gathered for The Quail Motorcycle Gathering in Carmel, California. The winner of the annual event’s best-of-show award winner was the 1939 Miller Balsamo 200 Carenata owned by John Goldman. It’s a gorgeous bike. Continue reading Untitled

[kettlefire]

Prepare for the unexpected. (DPxDC)

Everyone knew about the reign of Pariah Dark. Even those who did not dabble in those realms have heard the tale of the tyrant. A power-hungry man who ruled over the dead with an iron fist.

Following the rise of Pariah Dark, his realm had been effectively cut off from communication. Many mystics and magic users knew better than to open the door of nightmares that could arise if Pariah Dark's reach went further than his own realm.

Except, the universe had plans to bring the realm of the dead back into the cards.

A new opponent, one that had all of Earth's heroes scrambling for options. A being with powers of a god over weather, destruction was on the horizon. A world ending threat.

It's the only reason the Justice League was doing this. In a deep bunker, far from close civilization as a precaution, the heroes looked on with grim expressions.

The world was already being threatened. It would be destroyed regardless of what the league did. So it only made sense to make the last ditch effort. To summon someone strong enough to defeat the threat.

No one wanted to do it. No one wanted to be the one to pull the realm of the dead back to the living. The consequences were untold if this succeeded. If Pariah Dark was freed and defeated the threat, whose to say he won't want control?

That was a problem for later. For the aftermath. For now, the league could only watch on with bated breath as Constantine completely the summon ritual.

They watched on as the shadows in the room seemed to darken and grow. As the sigil sputtered to life with a glow that was growing increasingly brighter. A sudden gust of wind rushed through the room, the temperature began to drop with eaching ticking second.

And then it was all gone.

The room stood perfectly still. Just as it had been moments before. Nothing changed. No giant king standing before them, no sign that the ritual worked.

The room stood deadly still for another beat before the murmurs started. The team trying to make sense of the situation, figure out what went wrong.

Constantine swore up and down that this was the correct ritual, taking offense that they would even think the problem was on his end. It only made it better when it finally happened.

A loud sound ripped through the room, pulling everyone's attention back to the summoning circle. Just in time to see a tear appear in the space above the circle.

A thin tear that ran the length of eight feet. The fabric of the dimension seems to curl at the edges, pulling back to reveal a deep glowing swirl of greens. A dark gloved hand reached through, fingers curling around the edge of the tear, stretching it even further.

A portal. The ritual had worked, but there had been a delay. A delay that had every hero nerves on edge. Each team member tensed, weapons at the ready as they watched the being stretch the portal to the right size.

Then, a foot stepped out with a heavy thud. A dark boot that looked otherworldly despite its similarity to mortal clothing. A deep black that seemed never-ending. A second foot quickly followed before a full body emerged from the portal.

Not many people in the room have ever seen Pariah Dark, let alone know what to expect. Based on what Constantine and Zatara had said, this wasn't Pariah Dark.

A man had stepped out of the portal, standing at almost seven feet tall, and built like a brick house. One glance at the glowing white hair, deadly red eyes, and shard teeth was enough to know this being was not to be messed with.

But there was no giant show of armor or royal garbs. There is no large crown at the top of his head or jewelry from the infinite realms laced around his neck.

Instead, the man stood before them in combat boots, worn-in ripped jeans, a graphic t-shirt, and a spiked leather jacket. Despite his almost normal clothing choice, the man's jacket seemed to be a never-ending depth of the dark night sky. If one was to look closely enough, the cosmos could almost be made out in the sea of darkness.

None of that would have prepared them for when the man spoke. His tone sounded more bored than anything as he took a step forward.

"Oh, so now you need the help of the dead." The man had spoken, running a hand through his hair. When Batman took a step forward to speak, the man raised a hand. Immediately commanding silence in the single gesture. "I'm on babysitting duty and have yet to have a cup of coffee. I'll be right back."

Just like that, both the man and portal vanished into thin air. Leaving behind a group of stunned heroes. Not only was the man not Pariah Dark, but he was also supposedly babysitting.

"Did that just-"

The Flash had been the first voice to speak up, his eyes trained on where the man had once stood. Except he had barely made it through the first few words before the man was suddenly back.

The man that now had a child hanging off his shoulders and another teen being held up by his scruff. Unlike the man, these kids looked human.

Too human for Bruce's liking. The dark black hair and bright blue eyes had every heroes eyes flickering to Batman for just the briefest moment.

"This isn't fair! I'm not even the king. Why do I have to be here!" The teenager had been complaining the moment the man had reappeared. Arms crossed tight over his chest and seemingly used to being held dangling. "Besides, who brings kids to a show down! Wait til I tell mom about this."

"Aw, come on, Danny. This is gonna be fun!!" The younger girl seemed in much better spirits than the teen, Danny. She had climbed up the large man, sitting on his shoulders and resting her arms on the mess of glowing hair. "It's like take your kids to work day! Ooo, Dan! Can we fight too!?"

Unlike the two kids, the man looked purely exhausted and annoyed. The man, Dan, dropped Danny like a sack of potatoes as he took a long drink from the travel cup in his hand.

It didn't take a genius to recognize the look of an exhausted parent in Dan's expression. A look many of the league members were well acquainted to. A look that even had Batman grimacing with sympathy.

"Can it, little shits. You two were grounded, remember." Dan had growled at the kids before shifting his focus back on the team of heroes before them. His glowing eyes set in a deadly glare. "Pariah Dark isn't coming, and he never will. He's been dethroned and banished. We're the best you've got."

A summoning that started with a group of on edge and scared heroes looking for the ghost king, ended in a way no one expected.

No one was even sure if it made any sense. They weren't sure if they should feel hopeful or in despair.

Because truly, what was a ghostly man with two seemingly human children against a godlike foe with the control over the weather?

The unspoken question of power and ability seemed to vanish following Dan downing the metal travel cup of coffee, and crushing it in his fist.

He tossed it to the side, straighting up his posture as he looked over the heroes. Dan might not be a hero, but he's been playing family for too long.

An almost feral, bloodhungry grin spread across the man's face, sharp fangs on full display. The look made the man suddenly look even less human. He looked closer to a demon from the pits of hell rather than the exhausted parent he looked just a few seconds ago.

"Point me in the direction of this bastard. It's been too long since I let loose and had some fun."

[ryllen]

overblot grim with Yuu who accidentally get carried on his back

[pivsketch]

back on my bullshit again-- i started this stardew villager sprite overhaul project like 8 years ago (2016!) and picked it back up recently. the great news (sarcasm) is that the game updates since then have given me twice as much work to do as everyone has cute little beach and winter outfits now? im going to endeavor to at least get shane done (#biased) but i did dream of getting to everyone. we'll see how far i get this time.

heres an elliott doing a silly dance because i saw the frames in his sheet and thought it was cute

[tj-crochets]

Next baby quilt top is done!

Not my usual color scheme or pattern or…anything, really, but it’s Georgia Bulldog colors for a charity fundraiser rally thing run by a relative of a relative and that’s what they wanted so it’s what I’m making

[motocrunch]

DGR weekend vibes

[whumpbug]

whumperless whump event day 2: does your insurance cover this? @whumperless-whump-event

car (motorcycle) accident / bystander caretaker / “eyes open, ambulance is almost here.”

here with good 'ol A and B because 2 of my ocs live in the 1800s and the other two wouldn't touch a motorcycle with a 10 foot pole.

caretaker: A

whumpee: B

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A heard the accident before they saw anything. 

They heard the shrill sound of the metal frame being scraped across the asphalt as the bike skidded to the side of the intersection.

They smelled it next. The smoke, the burnt rubber, and the exhaust coming from both the bike and the car that had caused the accident in the first place.

Finally, their eyes landed on the scene and.. yeah, it looked as bad it sounded.

The biker was sprawled out a few feet from their bike, limbs twisted in awkward positions and clearly bloody from road rash. The biker’s helmet was also… not on their head. No, it was lying uselessly a few feet away. They must not have strapped it in properly.

A was up from their table and moving before they could even think about it.

“I’m a nurse! Stand back please, I’m a nurse!” They found themselves exclaiming at the bystanders that tried to approach the biker and get in their way.

They kneeled beside the biker’s crumpled form, and to their credit, A could see they were desperately trying to wake up and gain their bearings.

it just.. wasn’t working out very well.

The biker let out a soft groan as they tried to push themselves to sitting, but immediately cried out in pain as the movement pulled at their raw skin. Their gaze was unfocused and hazy as they tried to make sense of their surroundings. Nothing made sense and they felt so wrong and they felt like their heart was going a mile a minute. A choked whimper escaped them.

“Hey, hey, easy.. don’t try to get up just yet.. just.. relax for a minute,” A began. “I’m A, I’m a nurse. Can you tell me your name?” They asked, trying to gauge their lucidity.

The biker blinked up at them, and stared for a few moments before answering.

“B.. m.. name’s B..” They slurred. They grimaced as blood leaked from their nose and into their mouth.

Not a good sign.

A leaned closer, observing B’s pupils intently. One was completely blown and the other was a tiny pin-prick.

Not a good sign.

A brought their attention to the rest of B’s body. Their left leg was snapped in a very unnatural position, and yeah, it was broken. B was probably in shock, and wouldn't notice the pain now, but they most definitely would later.

“Alright, just.. try not to move too much, okay? We’ll get you an ambulance..” A said softly, rubbing a comforting hand over B’s shoulder. 

The next few moments went by in a blur to B. They vaguely heard someone mention 911, and they heard a phone call being made, but as the seconds passed, the harder it was to keep their eyes open. It didn’t make sense, because it felt like every muscle and nerve in their body was on fire so there was no way they could knock out, yet they still felt the unrelenting pull of unconsciousness threaten to take them.

B wasn’t sure how long they laid there, but then they felt a nudge and blinked their eyes open to look at A hovering above them.

“Eyes open, okay? The ambulance is almost here.. you’re gonna be just fine..” A said comfortingly, keeping a hand on B's shoulder.

B tried to oblige, they really did, but their eyes were slipping closed again before they even heard the sirens.

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[nerds-yearbook]

The first episode of Biker Mice from Mars premiered on September 18, 1993. The cartoon had the voice talent of Brad Garrett (Greasepit), Dorian Harewood (Modo), Rob Paulsen (Throttle), Jess Harnell (Exterminator), Ian Ziering (Vinnie), Leeza Miller McGee (Charley), Neil Ross (Plutarkian General), William Morgan Shepherd (Lawrence Limburger) and Susan Silo (Dr Karbunkle). ("Rock and Ride", Biker Mice from Mars, TV, Event)

[alhailbikers]

Amman, Jordan 🇯🇴

Day 3

4th Arab network rally

16 November 2024

[moeblob]

So I saw a screenshot of Ralph without his hat (for his wedding outfit + I think a DLC outfit didn't have it?) and honestly. There's a reason he wears it. It's unfair if he doesn't. Olive Town really is just "hot bisexuals in your area" and they would thrive if they advertised it as such.

[reality-detective]

Main Street Tattoo, Daytona Bike Week 👇

Father and son from New Orleans, La.

Cleen Rock One, He has been on "Ink Masters" multiple times and has won as an individual artist and a Coach. He's also placed 2nd and 5th and has been on Ink Masters more than anyone else.

Bobby the owner of Main Street Tattoo.

Bruno, an excellent artist and a permanent fixture at Main Street Tattoo and is also very aware of what's going on in this movie we're living in.

From The U.K., Tim(Left), another artist working his "Ink" magic. Caught on break talking to a friend who made the trip with him on the right, Jelly and in the middle a gentleman from Massachusetts who Tim met on a cruise.

As for me, myself and I, I'm just a steel wire artist asked to sit in the shop as entertainment creating my wire trees. 👇

Stay Tuned for More...

[windburnedeyes]

A Look Back at The Quail Motorcycle Gathering Best of Show Bikes

The Quail Motorcycle Gathering is one of the best events for motorcycles in the entire world. This year the 13th iteration of the event will be held at the Quail Lodge & Golf Course in California. However, before that event happens, I thought I would take a look at the previous Best of Show winners. (more…) “”

[ngdrb]

Rally of the Damned Book Series

$$Two books for the price of one$$

"Rally of the Damned: The Wendigo Awakens"

"Rally of the Damned II: The Skinwalker Chronicles"

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From the shadows of ancient lore to the relentless wilderness of the modern world, prepare to be consumed by terror in author Ken Austin's electrifying supernatural thrillers, Rally of the Damned: The Wendigo Awakens and Rally of the Damned II: The Skinwalker Chronicles. This chilling series blurs the line between the living and the undead, thrusting readers into a battle against forces as old as time itself.

"Rally of the Damned: The Wendigo Awakens" is a supernatural thriller set against the rugged backdrop of the Black Hills during the legendary Sturgis Motorcycle Rally. The story follows a group of motorcycle riders whose gathering turns into a battle for survival as an ancient evil—embodied by the Wendigo, a creature from Native American folklore—awakens. As eerie legends begin to manifest, a sinister force unleashes chaos, turning the rally into a battleground where riders and townsfolk alike are drawn into a terrifying fight for their lives. Through gripping chapters like "Whispers in the Black Hills" and "Firefight at Dusk," the novel weaves a tale of bravery, friendship, and resilience, as riders clad in leather face off against an insatiable darkness. This story combines themes of brotherhood, sacrifice, and redemption, drawing readers into a relentless journey where the roar of engines meets the chilling howl of spirits. It's a thrilling, unforgettable ride.

"Rally of the Damned II: The Skinwalker Chronicles" weaves a gripping tale of supernatural terror set against the raw, rebellious energy of the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally in South Dakota. Friends Charlie, Jason, Ted, and Travis, seasoned rally-goers, face a new danger when a Skinwalker—a fearsome creature from Navajo legend—emerges, fueled by vengeance and dark rituals. As bodies with horrific, ritualistic wounds start to appear, fear spreads through the biker community. Joined by allies like the enigmatic Spirit Rider and brave Sierra, the group prepares to fight this ancient evil with silver bullets, sacred chants, and ancestral knowledge. Together, they form a courageous front, intertwining age-old lore and modern resolve to protect their community from an otherworldly threat.

[outlawtornn]

Rambling abt Rumble Fish

i cant explain to you guys how much fun i had reading rumble fish considering we have initial insight years after the events of the book happened from rusty-james so we get things like 'you look a lot like him,' and 'i dont remember much.' and we get to read firsthand contradictions and how slowly those things become more and more true considering everything rusty-james says constantly contradicts what happens in the first chapter and its just !!!

One of the first things i personally noticed was how nearing the end of chapter one, Rusty says he doesnt remember much but then from chapter two to chapter eight(?) its brought up a lot how he thinks he remembers too much and thats slowly deteriorates as the book goes on :3!!! then theres the whole wanting to be like the motorcycle boy, thinking he'll look like him and everyone saying he wont ALSO become true by the end of the book that just makes me so!!!!!

Also as the book goes on, things start to have more gaps. Theres more time jumps and larger gaps and then the vague fourth wall breaks like when Rusty said he thinks his memory issues started after he & steve got jumped & saying things like 'that was the last time i saw/went/etc.' And ofc, its not directly addressing the reader but it also breaks the sort of flashback that the whole story is and makes the reader aware that the story is being told in a flashback/memory instead of firsthand telling of an event going on.

Going back to all of the contradictions, god do i adore them!! Rusty-James saying he doesnt look much like the motorcycle boy in the first chapter and then almost every chapter after that saying he thinks he'll look like him? PEAK. Saying he's never been scared of the motorcycle boy then only a couple chapters later hes scared of him and it never goes back? PEAK. Dear lord you guys have no idea how entertaining it made annotating it!!

Also going back to the run of the story and how it slowly gets more confusing is something I also absolutely adore about this book! Yeah, it gets confusing nearing the end and yeah, it gets hard to follow and things get unclear and actions aren't elaborated on, but the fact we know WHY that is, is so !!! I just love it!! Like yk, as more things happen the more fuzzy it becomes to Rusty and the more real ot feels its just!!!

The ending/ending gets a mini analysis too because it hit me REALLY hard. I think it was expected that Rusty-James was gonna end up like the motorcycle boy considering we already knew he would end up looking like him, but god, the fact after the motorcycle boy died and in Rusty-James' perspective, everything snapped for him is just so unexplainably painful??? How he KNEW something was wrong and how he seemed all too aware of how everything just popped into gray unexplainably and the way he 'becomes' partly deaf for seemingly no reason. I genuinely had to put down the book for a second i dont think you guys understand how much the ending HUURTTT. Just the way that in Rusty-James' perspective, everything just snapped 'into place' at that point after he lost his brother is just so...

Then at that exact moment he lost the guy he strived so hard to be like, he ended up JUST like and maybe at that moment he realized he mayve not wanted to be like him just hits so hard eurhfdhbfb you guys dont understand..

Dont even get me STARTED on the first and last chapters and how much it reveals in such little dialogue from just a couple years into the future. Rusty-James losing taste for beer also just contributing to how hes so much like the motorcycle boy?? Godddd this book fucked me up so badly!! Steve making him remember so much and Rusty holding such a resentment to him because of it is also so!! I think actually looking into the details makes it so much more interesting and i could talk for so much longer about it!!!

The hate is so unwarranted what are you guys even on!!! Look into the book!! pay attention to the details!! it makes it so much more interesting and leas confusing!! maybe im just easy to please but seeing rusty become more like the motorcycle boy first hand made me so unexplainably interested and dare i say happy to see all the parallels forming !!!!

Also the pet store scene broke me. Rusty was so frantic and i feel like he knew something bad was gonna happen and then him crying for the first time in god knows how long for seemingly no reason just HURTS!!

anyway i could yap more but ill make another post if i want

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

New game event announced! It's an Autumn animal theme! Any guesses on these guys?