Tag Étienne Blanchard

Sleep pretty much fucked off to some other place—or at least good sleep. Gabrian would have been better off having a one night stand, at least then he'd have done something strenuous. Wasn't enough to completely tire him out, but it was better than him tossing and turning within sleep and staring at the ceiling of a shipping container without it. At some point, the man had decided to get up and continue working on some sketches that he had started on a few days ago for some future projects that he was thinking of.

If all else failed, Gabrian knew that he could lean upon his work to take his mind away. Like reading fiction books with whole different worlds, it was a form of escapism. There was no room for his personal problems when he was thinking about how much weight he could put on weapon with mods before it weighed a bit too much to haul around in a fast-paced environment. It reminded him of a book in found in some rubble several looting jobs ago. The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien. He had a copy just like—albeit a fresher one with crisp pages—that his father gave to him. It stuck with Gabrian.

By the time he got finished, the sun was up and the day was ready to start. After he cleaned himself up, he went on to the workshop so that he can put some finishing touches on a car that he had been working on. He hadn't told anyone about it, but the idea popped into his head to mod some cars to be a turret rig. He wanted it to be a surprise because it was one of his bigger projects. The first person that he wanted to show was Étienne, and maybe they could take it out for a little test.

He liked to give his mod projects names. He named this one the Scourge. Gabe had another one named Rhino, but that one wasn't quite finished yet. He asked one of his Suns to send for Étienne and tell him that he had a surprise. He would be finished by the time the boss got there to get a look.

Tag Étienne Blanchard

Notes: Scourge w/o color | Scourge w/ color

He had a tarp carefully placed over Scourge and Rhino. Both modified vehicles had some add-ons that were pretty sharp, so Gabrian was mindful of that. He treat any rust that was on the parts so that they could all function properly and without mistake. He was still in the process of doing that for Rhino. His first and second loves were his wife and daughter when it came to people. Other than that though, taking things apart and creating things had also been a love of his. Destruction and creation had been there for him where he held a void. And even though it could never quite make up for what he lost, it was a good way to cope. The healthiest he could think of as opposed to other ways that could mean his own self-destruction.

Gabrian knew that Étienne wasn't the most chipper being in the mornings, but he was confident that he could make the rising worth his while. So, when he came by, Gabrian gave him a small grin before unsheathing the Scourge, decked out with a turret and special seat for the turret operator, blades on the front for those crazed infected who won't get out of the way, and a few odds and ends. He took a step back to take a full look at the beauty, satisfied with his work. "Call 'er the Scourge. Blades on the front for some crowd control, turret in the back to take down what the blades miss. It can make jobs easier, can't go wrong with some added protection."

The man gestured to the other cloaked vehicle near Scourge. "That's Rhino over there. Similar idea I'm doing for that one, but different parts so that they serve a slightly different purpose. I still need to finish him though. Whatcha thinkin'? Scourge is ready for a test drive, if you're feeling risky."