After the Events of the N.S.ST's Failure of Z-techs most Crucial Mission, Dr Zomboss Started Laying Off most of the Zombies who just didn't cut it anymore, one of them Being Motaroy.
"Get your Fatass off of Z-tech Property or My GUARDS Will make you." Motaroy Packed up his Things, (His Tool Boxes and a Couple Cases of Beer) and loaded them into his Truck. He just Drove for Days on End, Until one night he just passed out Cold due to Mass Consumption of Beer. And he Only Woke up because he found himself, Crashed onto the side of the Road, with his Car in Flames, Crashed infront of a Sign. He Casually Stuttered his Eyes to the Ever Burning sun that was beating down on him, as he Lifted up his hand to Block the sun. But nothing happened due to the fact his left arm was literally chopped off clean. He Casually looked Over at his Stub for an arm, and his Ant & Maggot infested Severed arm, Just Sun Bleached in the Arm. Then he Only casually said "...Musta Drank so Much Beer I cant feel pain. Won't last long... Gotta Get a Drink..."
His Bones Ached, Popped and Crackled when he slowly got off his Dirt soaked "bed." He squinted with his hands over his Eyes, Until he Saw a bar called the "Skidmark Tab" He Walked & Groaned all the way over there, Usually groaning under his breath, "God Damn... how long was I out?..." And "Fukin... my head..."
As he entered the Bar he Noticed a Weird Setting. Everyone was Apocolyptic Looking, with Bikers and Greasers having studded spike Jackets, Dirty.... everything... And Neon or Fragmented Hair. Everyone Looked at Him weird, and mostly because Compared to Them, Motaroy was as Clean & Polished as a Kings Throne. (Both Literally & Figuratively)
His Stool seat groaned beneath his Rather Fat Rear, and it seemed like he had a Million targets on his Back, Callibrated with Glares, One eyed Eagles, And Hairy Eyeballs. He finally had the Waitresses Attention when he ordered... "Zomburbia Ale?"
Everyone Stayed silent until a Bruiser got out of his seat and yelled, "ZOMBURBIA ALE?! WHERE ARE YOU FROM? COFFIN HILLS?" Everyone laughed they're Gus out as Motaroy Walked out of the Bar with shame, and he just walked back to his, Still on Fire, Wreckage Site.
He sat down, quite sadly,(in his, Rather Burnt) dislodged Car seat. For a Moment, He Noticed the Sign Above him. It was rather Large, but it said:
"ENTERING: DEISEL BARONS. DRIVERS WELCOME." it Followed up with a Zombie Smiley Face.
Motaroy was curious, so he looked on the back of the Sign, to find a written "Official Testiment" of the DIESEL Barons. (Written being a Stretch, it's more along the lines a peice of Paper sloppily written by a Man with very, Very, Oil Soaked Hands.)
1. Another Mans Junk Is Another Mans TREASURE
2. Scores are Settled with GUNS, CARS OR MECHA
3. If yous are BAD, you will be ZEROED!
(Car, Moneys, Scrap, Land & Everything you own will go to Dr. Zomboss, or the Crusher!)
Motaroy understood this... this wasn't Zomburbia anymore, it is the Diesel Barons! So he got off his Pity Party, and Went to Work.
He disassembled his Wreckage of a Car to the Very Bolt & Ounce of Oil, He made a Robotic Arm with Strength and A Skeleton, and Attached it to his Body. And he Sold the Rest of his Cars parts to a Local Dealership, He got a Couple Hundred Z-Bucks.
He relocated to a Near abandoned Warehouse, He ReEmberced it by Patching up some Holes, Restarting a Air Compressor & Generator, and He Wheeled in some Rusty Car Body's outside onto a Car Lift to examine them.
He was looking under the Frame until a Standard Lowlife with Punk hair and A XX smiley Leather jacket poked in, and asked,
" HEY mate! You Fix Cars?" Motaroy didn't know why the guy was asking but he went along with it, "Yeah, What you want?"
The Guy started talking, "I've heard a lot of noise from this way, and I've figured if you could lend a hand to fix my ride. " Motaroy Agreed as he came out to look at the Car, and he "Ooooooo'ed" at it,
A Junked up RATT RODD, with Double Barrel ehaust and Metal sheet "Armour.""No matter what I did, It always just doesn't start, Tried Blah blah blah, Then Blah Blah blah Blah..." the stranger kept talking, as Motaroy noticed the Problem Instantly, "Your Pipes are clogged, You Screwed them Too Tightly. Just give me... 5 minutes?, and I'll fix this baby right up." The Stranger Agreed as he said, "Thanks Mate! Youra Real Lifesaver!"
5 Minutes went by and a huge Snottclodd of Oil and Mash Popped out of the Exhaust Pipes, Making it Purr once more. The Stranger gave him a Couple Z-bucks, But Motaroy Declined, Mostly because "It was a Free job at Heart." The Stranger was really quite Surpised! Then he Proposed Something,
" HEY mate, I have a Couple Models at my place, and Since I'm Under Seige under Zombosses Boys, I could give ya a 50//50 Split of my stuff. I can help Work here, if I can Bum here, Hows that say?"
Motaroy Agreed Faster than a Fierri pumped up on Nitros! And He kept on Growing from there! He Hired and Recruited more People, Car Experts and Resource Keepers onto the Team, Then they had so much Stuff, they had to repair some nearby Warehouses just to help Expand they're Stock and Mechanic Work areas! Pretty soon, everyone in the Diesel Barons knew about him! Even a Oh So Familar Face...
Dr Zomboss Found out about him, and his Operation. "What in the- HOW? He should have Died off Months ago!" He said while he spit out his pop smart, his Secretary Saying, "And After the Events of Midway, They now have the Support of Richmond Racing & Schnutz's Convoy."
"This can Go On No Longer! I want him GONE! I guess it's time for... different Options... Sacretary!" He shouted at the Secretary
"Yes sir," said the Secretary
"Call...her...up, Its Time for Some Face To Face Conflict!"
Then He's Still going! And I'm Still Going! This story Will have Lots of things to Come from it, Like:
-The Story of Motaroy! And his Battle of the Mechanics! It's Motaroy versus Dr.Zombosses [to be decided, or concepted] Main Mechanic!
- The Scrap Economy Ventures of Scrapheap!
"How to turn you Junk Pile, into a Pile of Cash!"
- 2 Sides Clash for the Diesel Barons!
RICHMOND RACING VS. [Insert Zomboss or Z-tech Name]
- The Story of a Lowly Airdrifter, one that no one asked for or Wanted,
-lots of Junkyard, Apocolyptic and DIESEL Baron Fan Art! (And Designs)
- Lots & Lots of Character Cameos! Scraps, Jukie, Schnutz!
(In one of the story's, someone's ass gets Groped- And it's a Fat one!)Nyanbonecrush
I need Critics, Advice, and Collaberative Thoughts from the head Hauncho himself! Give me all you Got! StantheSpider
ITS APOCOLYPTIC TIME B O I SNamelessZea