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Before I start, his name is Frédéric Martin. You can call him Fred
“Fred” is a lizard thing that has grown inside of a metallic blue 1996 chevrolet impala super sport, Fred’s scales are dark grey in color with his torso being darker then his limbs, Fred’s central nervous system has been fused with the cars electrical systems, Fred has the ability to control the following features of the car, anything else is either seized or broken. 1, radio. 2, windows. 3, lights (hazzards, highbeams, lowbeams, tail lights, brake lights, reverse lights). 4, cigarette lighter. 5, windscreen wipers. 6, window defrosters.
Fred’s engine and drive train where seized do to being overgrown by flesh, things like fan, fan belts, pullies, ect where all grown over and unable to turn over, the engine/transmission mounts where ripped off over time do to Fred’s ever-growing size, the engine/transmission where forced up on to the firewall causing structural damage to the body of the car, this resulted in the dashboard cracking. The front of the drive train is not visible but the rear axle, control arms, differential and shocks are visible, the muscle tissue of Fred has taken control of the trunk lid. The cars fuel lines have been seized and are now main arteries.
The behavior of Fred is relatively predictable, he is not angered easily, but if Fred is teased, he will lash out in spectacular ways, Frédéric does not like people trying to get in hes interior. Some say Frédéric has a sense of humor, running around in the middle of the night and playing 1920s music from his sound system, and then flashing his highbeams at those who find him. This has caused multiple heart attacks and deaths.
Frédéric Martin is very protective of those who have proven to be loyal to him.
The repo guy never got that impala back….
he also likes to tease people sometimes








*steps on your ankle* heehee just teasing you
If Fred stepped on my ankle, I wouldn’t have an ankle anymore. That’s atleast 2000lbs right onto my delicate fleshy foot. And 6000lbs if he really wanted to cause harm
Thats what I mean
So uhhhh how he eat?
He don’t, He just runs off of hopes and dreams
(87 gasoline)
Living on watered down gasoline & a prayer
Yea I haven’t thought about Fred’s diet so I just threw out the gas my dad puts in the accord, maybe he runs on a mix of high octane and whiskey
make morty car from rick and morty
No
🙁
Might make a 74 porsche 911 tho, it’s the closest car to that.
Holup wait a minute
Oh fuck
that is cursed but you forgot to label it as ARCC 002
Funeral but his name is Frédéric Martin
You must describe the containment Protocol
Uuuhhhh idk
Don’t piss him off, the song “twilight zone” calms him down. Fred hates people so don’t force socialization
Also he eat 2 big meals a day. He doesn’t really do much, but he likes to run around a lot so he needs a lot of space. When he’s not running around, he is probably scanning through radio stations trying to find alt rock or 80s rock. The facility does have a good alt/classic rock station nearby right? He gets depressed when there’s no good radio.
He don’t really act up so just don’t piss him off, he should let you know if you’re getting on his nerve