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My Fiancée’s cat has a habit of making this face a lot.
Every day, it’s something new. Last week, it was lobster claws. Now he’s got to learn how to wear a tie all over again.
This is something I did mostly for Fur Affinity, but I figured people outside of FA might take interest in it.
Three-headed dogs seem to have risen in popularity on the Internet lately. Not that I mind, of course. That’s why I’ve decided to act all presumptuous, not bother asking if anyone has any plans for next week, and declare next Tuesday “Draw Cerberus Day”
It doesn’t take much to participate. You can draw any character, as long as it belongs to the family Canidae and has at least three heads. That means wolves, coyotes, and even foxes qualify. If you already have a Cerberus-style character, you can draw them, or you can add extra heads to another existing canid character, if you like. You can even add snakes for that special, “authentic” look. Also, you don’t have to do your drawing on September 4th; you can start right now, or any time between now and the 4th. You just need to upload your drawing on the 4th.
Everybody have fun and do your best! I wanna see those freaky triceph pooches!
Of course, Kobi can already do this without a computer.
Stanley Behr is the current US President in the Metroburg universe.
A self-identified independent moderate, Stanley Behr is the classic Mr. Perfect. 140 IQ, world-class Broadway tenor, former volunteer firefighter, grew up on a humble dairy farm in Wisconsin, claims heritage to a dozen different ethnicities, has done volunteer work for about 30 different charities, once saved a litter of kittens from a burning orphan, earned geek cred by having They Might Be Giants play at his third wedding, tells great jokes, and even makes his own raspberry jam. An intelligent, affable, sensitive everyman who stresses fairness and justice “for the little guy”.
In reality, he’s a warmongering, job-killing, big-finance-coddling crook who deserves a punch in his stupid piggy face. At least that’s what I think
A couple more Bison Bros. characters
Marcus Swann, Doberman Pinscher, security guard
Elise Funderberg, mouse, cafeteria worker
That’s gonna take forever to clean out.
Another Bison Bros. Employee, and the only one besides Mike to be completely copied.
Alice is constantly organizing things like “Group Events” and “Team Activities”. She’s insanely hyper, never likes to stay in one place very long, and some say she never sleeps.
Lucky there’s only two of her. For now.
Another Bison Bros. employee
If there was one word to describe Mike, it would be “determined”. He’s such an intense workaholic that he had “infinity percent” tattooed on his neck. Unfortunately, this habit often led him to take on more work than he can handle. However, with now three times the energy, Mike can tackle all that work while barely breaking a sweat. He’s a confident, charismatic, and most importantly, unselfish cougar; despite his fierce, competitive attitude, his ultimate ambition is to help others succeed.
Mike is also unusual in that he’s both openly religious and openly gay. He’s currently single and looking, because even though he can easily please himself, he finds it more fun to have a partner to share his gifts with.
A sequel to the previous image.
I’m thinking he keeps growing heads until he gets fed.
I’m gonna call him Sprout
¡SEÑORS Y SEÑORAS! NOW ENTERING THE RING, HAILING FROM WÜRTTEMBERG, GERMANY, THE KILLER THEORETICAL PHYSICIST WITH A PH.D. IN WHUPASS! HE’LL KNOCK YOU INTO NEXT TUESDAY, BUT ONLY IN ANOTHER PARALLEL DIMENSION WHERE TIME FLOWS AT A DIFFERENT RATE! ¡VIVA LA RELATIVIA! EL…..ALBERTO “A-BOMB” EINSTEINO!!!
A T-Shirt design, based on “Brutomax! The Sequel!” (NSFW)
Chaysefox, Threetails, and Kobi try on some new outfits for an ’80s themed party.
Trying out some rough semi-realism
I’ve always been insisting I’m not a hipster. The military-style cap with the frayed rim? I wore that out gradually, on my own; I didn’t buy it pre-worn. The thick, dark-rimmed glasses? My eyesight sucks, and those glasses were the only ones in my price range. And besides, they kinda make me look like Jonathan Coulton, and I love Jonathan Coulton. Not because he’s indie or anything. I just like his music. And the beard? And the bed-head hairdo? And the dressed-with-my-eyes-closed-while-high wardrobe? Pure coincidence! And so what if I draw weird cartoons and write weird music? And so what if a local friend got me to try PBR, and now I kinda like it? I don’t like it that much. I only have maybe one a day. And it’s union-made, so I’m supporting the workers of America (even though I think the whole concept of labor is a joke)…
But I’m not a hipster! A hipster does all that stuff ironically. I just do it coincidentally. I don’t go out of my way to cultivate this look. It just kinda happens. But then, if you think about it, if I look like a hipster by sheer coincidence, aren’t I being ironically unironic, making me some kind of super-hipster?
Aw, fuck it. I’m a hipster.