TftW: Career Opportunities.
TftW: Career Opportunities.
Charlene “Charley” Davidson TG.
NOTE:
This is a TG of someone into Charley from Biker Mice From Mars and is also based on personal experiences that I have had online and brings up the problems regarding payments and commissions. This also has a Vinnie/Charley pairing. Also in this version of the BMFM mythos Donald Trump himself appears rather than Ronaldo from the 2006 revival, and Trump in this universe is a plutarkian.
Charley is also a character i’ve been wanting to do a TG of for a long time as well.
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Things weren’t turning out so well for poor Clyde Holison, you see he was a down-on-his-luck artist who was having trouble with commissions, mainly due to the fact so many of the clients he hooked up with to do his work quit on him for ridiculous reasons including one such reason being that he didn’t pay for said works.
But how could he? Sure, he was making decent enough money as it is, but he didn’t have a credit card or even a Paypal account so he was pretty much stuck with works that were stuck in their own development hell for practically years and being scrapped. Which upset him greatly, since it made him think that people hated him. Which wasn’t remotely true, they just found his tastes to be a little bizarre.
He was completely lost, all revved up with no place to go and it was driving him insane - he couldn’t stand it. He was genuinely talented and nice, it’s just he could never collab with anyone without the issue of an impossible payment being brought up. And that just made him very peeved and put off by the whole idea.
One night he looked out the window and wished upon a star, he wished that there was a way he could do something about the problems he was experiencing - a few seconds later, he began to feel like he was being spun around, this was mainly due to the room altering and shifting, becoming the interior of what appeared to be a garage of sorts. He examined the sign on the wall, the sign read ‘Last Chance’ on it.
Rubbing his eyes for a little to see if he was dreaming or not, but he was surprised to see that it was indeed real and he was in the Last Chance garage as seen in the cartoon series Biker Mice From Mars, in addition to this there were motorcycles next to him that resembled the ones the bros themselves had. He began to feel quite dizzy for a few seconds, but that was only a minor occurrence, as something else had already started happening to him.
That something was a series of changes which commenced with his skin slowly smoothening, softening and losing imperfections as his arms lengthened, his hands shrank down in size as his fingernails lengthened and a wrench of some kind materialized next to him, his t shirt slowly stretching and straining as his upperbody lengthened, his torso and chest slimming down - in addition to this, two formations developed on the latter - swelling outwards and becoming what were commonly known as breasts. His slightly torn up shirt slowly reforming into a blue denim button up shirt as his back gained an arch to it, next to change were his legs as they lengthened, his feet shifting to match his hands as his slightly ratty pants shifted to a pair of blue jeans of some kind as a belt appeared around his waist.
His hips expanded as his privates retracted, his shoes and sneakers morphing into a pair of leathery brown almost western-esque boots as his neckline altered and lengthened, his shoulders folding inward as his hair lengthened, growing shoulder length and turning a shade of reddish brown as his eyebrows thinned, his nose dwindled down in size as his lips puckered and plumped up, becoming quite kissable as his visage in general became more animated.
Feeling his face with his hands, he could definitely tell that his facial features were becoming extremely womanly as his eyes turned a bluish-green color, eyelashes blossoming around them as they widened while his cheekbones rose higher - his whole appearance now resembled that of a female mechanic, in fact he was the spitting image of the character Charlene Davison, his voice elevated in octave as it became feminine in pitch and tone but also very spunky and sassy in nature, giving him her voice as well. His or rather her thoughts and memories shifted, and she remembered that she was Charlene ‘Charley’ Davidson, resident mechanic and a rather lucky woman.
Well...lucky in the sense that she had three martian mice to hang around with and that one of them was currently dating her. That mouse being Vincent ‘Vinnie’ Van Wham, speaking of Vinnie, she heard his footsteps as he made his way into the garage - he had just been partying with Modo and Throttle after a successful night of rocking, riding and generally just kicking butt in general.
“Hey there babe…”
“About time you got here...where have you been?”
“Having the wildest night of my life! Aooow!”
“Tell me...what have you been up to?”
“Giving the new president a hard-time…”
“So you’ve heard about president Trump, huh?”
“Yeah...I didn’t know that there was a breed of plutarkians that were that color. And boy does he stink...stinks worse than Limburger. And that’s not an easy feat. Somehow he accomplished that in no time at all.”
“He’s pretty horrible...I agree with you there…”
“So babe...what do you say we spend the night together?”
“I’d like that...a lot…”
And so with that Vinnie sat down next to her and the two of them spent the entire night together, catching up and playing off each-other’s quips in lots of different and interesting way, in addition to this they listened to Sweet Georgie Brown on the radio and hugged eachother. It was clearly to tell that he loved her and she loved him as well.
As for what happened later, the two of them later worked together to raise money by setting up a service where she could help fix and customize motorcycles, which in turn helped raise a lot of money and solved any payment related problems from earlier. Vinnie and Charley were more than just a couple now, they were also a team.
Remember, when payment problems get you down, don’t be discouraged - there is always a way and there’s always something popping up that will change things for the better and that is all something we should learn, never give up. Oh and the other lesson you should learn...to always keep on rockin, and also...ride free citizens!
Charlene “Charley” Davidson TG.
NOTE:
This is a TG of someone into Charley from Biker Mice From Mars and is also based on personal experiences that I have had online and brings up the problems regarding payments and commissions. This also has a Vinnie/Charley pairing. Also in this version of the BMFM mythos Donald Trump himself appears rather than Ronaldo from the 2006 revival, and Trump in this universe is a plutarkian.
Charley is also a character i’ve been wanting to do a TG of for a long time as well.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Things weren’t turning out so well for poor Clyde Holison, you see he was a down-on-his-luck artist who was having trouble with commissions, mainly due to the fact so many of the clients he hooked up with to do his work quit on him for ridiculous reasons including one such reason being that he didn’t pay for said works.
But how could he? Sure, he was making decent enough money as it is, but he didn’t have a credit card or even a Paypal account so he was pretty much stuck with works that were stuck in their own development hell for practically years and being scrapped. Which upset him greatly, since it made him think that people hated him. Which wasn’t remotely true, they just found his tastes to be a little bizarre.
He was completely lost, all revved up with no place to go and it was driving him insane - he couldn’t stand it. He was genuinely talented and nice, it’s just he could never collab with anyone without the issue of an impossible payment being brought up. And that just made him very peeved and put off by the whole idea.
One night he looked out the window and wished upon a star, he wished that there was a way he could do something about the problems he was experiencing - a few seconds later, he began to feel like he was being spun around, this was mainly due to the room altering and shifting, becoming the interior of what appeared to be a garage of sorts. He examined the sign on the wall, the sign read ‘Last Chance’ on it.
Rubbing his eyes for a little to see if he was dreaming or not, but he was surprised to see that it was indeed real and he was in the Last Chance garage as seen in the cartoon series Biker Mice From Mars, in addition to this there were motorcycles next to him that resembled the ones the bros themselves had. He began to feel quite dizzy for a few seconds, but that was only a minor occurrence, as something else had already started happening to him.
That something was a series of changes which commenced with his skin slowly smoothening, softening and losing imperfections as his arms lengthened, his hands shrank down in size as his fingernails lengthened and a wrench of some kind materialized next to him, his t shirt slowly stretching and straining as his upperbody lengthened, his torso and chest slimming down - in addition to this, two formations developed on the latter - swelling outwards and becoming what were commonly known as breasts. His slightly torn up shirt slowly reforming into a blue denim button up shirt as his back gained an arch to it, next to change were his legs as they lengthened, his feet shifting to match his hands as his slightly ratty pants shifted to a pair of blue jeans of some kind as a belt appeared around his waist.
His hips expanded as his privates retracted, his shoes and sneakers morphing into a pair of leathery brown almost western-esque boots as his neckline altered and lengthened, his shoulders folding inward as his hair lengthened, growing shoulder length and turning a shade of reddish brown as his eyebrows thinned, his nose dwindled down in size as his lips puckered and plumped up, becoming quite kissable as his visage in general became more animated.
Feeling his face with his hands, he could definitely tell that his facial features were becoming extremely womanly as his eyes turned a bluish-green color, eyelashes blossoming around them as they widened while his cheekbones rose higher - his whole appearance now resembled that of a female mechanic, in fact he was the spitting image of the character Charlene Davison, his voice elevated in octave as it became feminine in pitch and tone but also very spunky and sassy in nature, giving him her voice as well. His or rather her thoughts and memories shifted, and she remembered that she was Charlene ‘Charley’ Davidson, resident mechanic and a rather lucky woman.
Well...lucky in the sense that she had three martian mice to hang around with and that one of them was currently dating her. That mouse being Vincent ‘Vinnie’ Van Wham, speaking of Vinnie, she heard his footsteps as he made his way into the garage - he had just been partying with Modo and Throttle after a successful night of rocking, riding and generally just kicking butt in general.
“Hey there babe…”
“About time you got here...where have you been?”
“Having the wildest night of my life! Aooow!”
“Tell me...what have you been up to?”
“Giving the new president a hard-time…”
“So you’ve heard about president Trump, huh?”
“Yeah...I didn’t know that there was a breed of plutarkians that were that color. And boy does he stink...stinks worse than Limburger. And that’s not an easy feat. Somehow he accomplished that in no time at all.”
“He’s pretty horrible...I agree with you there…”
“So babe...what do you say we spend the night together?”
“I’d like that...a lot…”
And so with that Vinnie sat down next to her and the two of them spent the entire night together, catching up and playing off each-other’s quips in lots of different and interesting way, in addition to this they listened to Sweet Georgie Brown on the radio and hugged eachother. It was clearly to tell that he loved her and she loved him as well.
As for what happened later, the two of them later worked together to raise money by setting up a service where she could help fix and customize motorcycles, which in turn helped raise a lot of money and solved any payment related problems from earlier. Vinnie and Charley were more than just a couple now, they were also a team.
Remember, when payment problems get you down, don’t be discouraged - there is always a way and there’s always something popping up that will change things for the better and that is all something we should learn, never give up. Oh and the other lesson you should learn...to always keep on rockin, and also...ride free citizens!
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