Hey, name's Tenny! I'm an Engineer and an artist living in Motorcity, and an honorary member of the Burners!
(Indie RP Blog for Tenny from Motorcity. No images are owned by me unless otherwise stated. Open for any RPer! :))
more than just a pretty face: askfem-mike: “Oh, nothing.” ^_^ But Michelle’s mention of her...

askfem-mike:

Michelle’s disposition brightens as Tenny’s earnest words hang in the air. Of course Julie and Dutch will pull through. It’d be an insult to them if she ever thought they wouldn’t. While it still hurt to know she hadn’t been there to help the two counterparts of her friends, at least Michelle could take comfort in the fact that Tenny had been there. And thankfully, she seems set on sticking around.

“Yeah, I know they’ll be okay.” <:-)

“Honestly Tenny, I don’t know how to thank you enough for helping them. I mean, I know this Dutch and Julie aren’t the ones I’m used to, but they’re still my friends and…well heck, my family too.”

Slowly, she puts her arms around Tenny’s small shoulders, hugging the petite girl to her.

“Just….thank you. I mean it.”

“Of course. Family is family, they’re a part of you.” Tenny’s voice was slightly muffled as she embraced Michelle’s hug, and she patted her back comfortingly. “And you know, it’s no problem at all. It’s the least I can do after all they’ve done for the cablers. And as a friend, most importantly. I only wish I was there sooner.”

She looks down a bit shamefully, her guilt overtaking her for a brief period. Eventually, Tenny looked up at the female Burner and smiled. “But I know that blaming ourselves for any reason doesn’t help to make the situation better. I know that everyone is agonizing over it, and taking the blame for everything. But getting in that sort of rut… it doesn’t help. I just wish everyone could see that. I know that they’re all really stubborn though, heh.”

justchien:

So I saw this prompt at Motorkink, and even before I finished reading the OP’s details my mind was already racing. So I drew this!
From AIM, talking to Gabe about Julie hitting Texas with a menu in the drawing:

Chien: She’s like Texas are you actually going to wait tables today or what god you don’t even have your pad with you or a pencil
Chien: Texas will be free sample guy.
Gabe: he’s like TEXAS REMEMBERS ALL 
Chien: Flexing in front of the store with a platter of mini sandwiches
Gabe: have a sample on texas
Chien: AND YES THAT IS GOOD TOO HAHA
Chien: When he does take orders HE REMEMBERS IT ALL (nope)
Gabe: the TEXAS SPECIAL FOR EVERYONE
Chien: Then when they’re like this is not my order
Chien: WELL YOUR ORDER WAS STUPID
Chien: I TEXAS-IFIED IT
Chien: THIS IS MUCH BETTER
Gabe: which no one but texas knows, and it’s his favorite food on the menu probably 
Chien: LISTEN TO DADDY TEXAS
Chien: Heeeeeee
Gabe: a bunch of fries on a platter with TEXAS spelled in ketchup

I’d like to think that Chuck had a very hard time accepting that he’d have to get his hair out of his face to work at the cafe, and was majorly freaking out— until Mike pushed his bangs out of his face and gently pinned them all in place for him. “There, that wasn’t so bad, right?” And Chuck is like, “… N-no… it wasn’t.” DOKI DOKI.

justchien:

So I saw this prompt at Motorkink, and even before I finished reading the OP’s details my mind was already racing. So I drew this!

From AIM, talking to Gabe about Julie hitting Texas with a menu in the drawing:

Chien: She’s like Texas are you actually going to wait tables today or what god you don’t even have your pad with you or a pencil

Chien: Texas will be free sample guy.

Gabe: he’s like TEXAS REMEMBERS ALL 

Chien: Flexing in front of the store with a platter of mini sandwiches

Gabe: have a sample on texas

Chien: AND YES THAT IS GOOD TOO HAHA

Chien: When he does take orders HE REMEMBERS IT ALL (nope)

Gabe: the TEXAS SPECIAL FOR EVERYONE

Chien: Then when they’re like this is not my order

Chien: WELL YOUR ORDER WAS STUPID

Chien: I TEXAS-IFIED IT

Chien: THIS IS MUCH BETTER

Gabe: which no one but texas knows, and it’s his favorite food on the menu probably 

Chien: LISTEN TO DADDY TEXAS

Chien: Heeeeeee

Gabe: a bunch of fries on a platter with TEXAS spelled in ketchup

I’d like to think that Chuck had a very hard time accepting that he’d have to get his hair out of his face to work at the cafe, and was majorly freaking out— until Mike pushed his bangs out of his face and gently pinned them all in place for him. “There, that wasn’t so bad, right?” And Chuck is like, “… N-no… it wasn’t.” DOKI DOKI.