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Welp... That's it. It's an all-in, double down, and I'm not a gambling man.

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...I just realized that  K-Red's character has red eyes, and mine has green eyes...

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These colours are opposite colours.

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Okay, I suppose I need help with this one.

Does anyone here happen to have anything from my "lost media"? So much content has been lost over the years and I think I've exhausted almost every possible lead to the point where I'm posting this here and begging the community.

I'm looking for it all; music, pictures, video, writing, anything that was related to my entertainment "career".

Thanks.

(Expects to responses)

EDIT: Known Fox Azure Lore Lost Media

Video; Lost:
Sabrina Squirts - one adult film [~2013-2014] (Also entitled "Two Gothic Sluts Sucking and Fucking on a Benchpress"...very charming alternate title.)
Pod Awful - Interview with the Furry [Sunday the 6th of January 2019]
Cognitive Thought - Banter Rants: Gene Skinner VS Fox Azure IBS [c. August 2019]
Toxikk Deception - Out of Weed 3 (Skit) [2021]

Video; Found:
Coyote Lively: Cherry's Bad Comic Streams - Pilot - The Linkbringer - Episode 1 [c. March 2022]
Cherry's Bad Content Streams (various episodes) [April - September(?) 2022] (Previously known as "Cherry's Bad Comic Streams"

Video: Confirmed Lost:
Saikik - Pure Acid official music video [2004]
Industrial Frost - Blind official music video [~2006-2007]
Japhy Ryder - World Pirate Radio Broadcast Network: Fox Azure, an Outcast Original Anonymous Member [November 2017 or 2018]


Music: Lost
Afghan Banana Stand - Lesbian Dopeheads on Mopeds (LP) [2005]
Industrial Frost - Possessing Me (LP) {Various tracks} [2006]
Chico Bologna - Six Six 69 (EP) [~2006-2007]
Security Threat - Self Titled Demo (EP) [~2006-2007]
Afghan Banana Stand - The Definitive Afghan Banana Stand (Compilation) [2007]
Damien Zygote - Chaos Theory (Demo Version) [2007]
Industrial Frost - Metal and Blood (EP) [2007]
Industrial Frost - Assimilated - Tainted Red [2009] (Although some doors are best left closed...)
Sateris - various tracks [2011-2014]
Toxikk Deception - various tracks [2017 or 2018-2021]
Red Acid - various tracks (under the name "The Triumphant Return of Chico Bologna") [2018-2021]

Music: Found
Industrial Frost - In My Mind {Blind single B-side} [2005] SPECIAL THANKS TO  Fuckles

I'm just going to say it straight. I don't think I'm welcome here.

I don't know if I ever belonged on this site to begin with. I initially wanted a platform to share my music/writing on. I've watched the systematic breakdown of what I once called a "community" and I think it's finally time for me to tap out; after just over 14 long years.

First it was the overwhelming presence of "adult" art (I've never been into the "yiff" thing, let alone fursuits)
Then it was the diaper furs.
Then it was the bronies (hard cringe)
Now it's the commies using my own demons to do me in once and for all.

Long time followers will know that I used to be a pretty "far left" thinker. However as time went on, I... Changed.

I don't know if it's "maturity" or if I'm getting jaded with the "left", but either way, my thoughts reside "left of center" these days. That is to say; I've become a little more conservative. Part of me thinks that it's always really been that way (i,e, Pro-Gun) but part of me thinks that I'm not just imagining it when I see radical and ironically racist, prejudice, fascist, and segregationist behavior from the political school of thinking which I once thought held most of my beliefs.

As stated earlier, I still identify as "left of center" My core tenant of my social policies is environmentalism, and I've always believed that education and heathcare should be a basic human right, not a commodity.

So what does this have to do with my FA account?

The long and short of it is; I'm not interested in this community anymore. Not just due to the present tenuous situation in both the world and my own country, but in the "community" or "fandom" in general. If I post, then I will post sparsely as always. If I comment, then my comments will be scarce at best. I'm not jiving with this community anymore, so I think I'll just do what I can which is damn little...

Apologies to my long term followers, to my former cohorts, and to a certain someone... You may take solace in knowing that even though FA decided to let me live, they've placed me on a very, very short leash

I'm going to keep this as to the point as possible; Buyer Beware.

My experience was that the artist not only did a poor job listening to directions, but they were given multiple visual examples of my fursona, which they completely ignored. The finished product not only looked absolutely nothing like what I paid for, but despite making an arranged project completion/payment date, the artist rushed the project and demanded early payment with a bonus.

Commissioners; beware of Skyotter333

Frustrating personal note
Not only did they swindle me for double what we agreed upon, but I was constantly smoking them up and buying the beers.

One time, they begged me for a smoke up, and I was like, "fine, but I'm taking it to the tail, and by that I mean I get last hit, We are finishing the bowl.

Then they proceeded to go "uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, oh yeah?" every time I tried to speak, and pocketed half the bowl. That was like, 5 hits man! What a selfish prick!

I'm really beginning to not like otters, man...

The small sapling in the clearing had grown into a young tree after a few months. Then I watched it grow even larger, and begin to produce gorgeous flowers.

"I bet those flowers will produce amazing fruit." I said to myself before I asked the tree; "Would you mind if I replanted some of your fruit when it would be ripe?"

And the tree did reply, "Perhaps, come back next season, and see how the fruit is growing."

Excited, I rushed home, and in the months, weaved a nice fine basket, specifically, specially, designed to carry that fruit, if I may replant some when the time was right.

Upon returning to the clearing the following season, the fruit was apparent, but still far from ripe. "Wow!" I remarked, "That fruit is gorgeous!"

"I really appreciate your compliment!" The now fruit bearing tree replied.

I told the tree about the basket that I had woven, special. "See?" I raised the basket to the tree.

"That's a very fine basket, but as you can see, the fruit just isn't ready yet." The tree replied sadly with a hint of inconfidence.

I reassured the tree "That's okay, I know you will make fine fruit, just take your time!", and with that we departed.

Years went by, and the fruit grew very well, but it was never ready for me. Finally, I returned; about 10 years had passed now, but the old wicker basket was sturdy and ready as ever. Once I glimpsed the large ripe fruits hanging from the tree, I gasped in awe, only to be interrupted by the tree...

"I'm sorry, but I don't think it would be good for you to plant my fruit everywhere, you see, I worked hard to grow it, and I just assume plant it myself. I'm sure you'll find a tree with fruit that's just as good if not better someday, but I can't give you my fruit to plant. There is no easy way for me to say this, but your basket is too coarse, and my fruit is too delicate. You are welcome to enjoy it anytime you like, though."

In lament, I understood, and respected the tree's wishes. Afterall the tree was right.... The tree spent all that time growing beautiful fruit, and all I am allowed to do is enjoy it, but not plant it. It makes sense. I told the tree that I respected the trees will, and left, staring at my fine wicker basket that I put so much love into, not just for me, but for the tree, and anyone else to enjoy...

I did not make it home before I just sat on an old tree stump, staring at my basket.

I didn't even want to use it anymore. It sat in the corner for so many years, and now that I can't use it..... I almost want to destroy it, or just leave it out here.

Suppose it'll just sit there in the corner of my home...
Not like anyone would have really liked it anyway.

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Like Sim Ant, or Sim City, or Spore, or Sim anything, it would be a simulation game, that would take you the stages of a kitten's life.

Gotta get this down before they release a similar concept in DBDL; which by the way, if you have not played yet: please do.

Emevas (Killer)

'An aborted test subject in metamorphose genetics, Emevas embodies just about every negative emotion humanity could conjure. With no purpose, no home, and no family

Emevas wandered aimlessly. Searching for home. Searching for answers. Searching for clues. Searching for his family. His origin.

Eventually he wandered into a desert with strange lighting; while the ground appeared as if it was high noon, the sky appeared black as midnight. Spider like tendrils sprung up from the sand to greet him. He grinned. He was welcomed. THIS, this was his home....

Primary form is based on Emevas Second Configuration (Avatar of resentment) He has a "Claw, claw, bite" attack that takes time to recoil from.

Emevas' ability is a Secondary form is based on Emevas First Configuration (Avatar of Self Loathing). While Idle; he constantly can be heard weeping and can be seen kneeling and sobbing. It takes time for him to "Get up" to move from an idle position, but once moving may sprint and move through objects as if he has "no clipping" turned on, and cannot attack. The faster he moves, the louder his cries become, making him rather easy to detect, but difficult to avoid.

Emevas' First perk is "Show me how equal you are"
"Show me how equal you are" allows the killer to enter bloodlust quicker at 2, 6, and 8 percent of the time.

"You don't know me" is his second perk.
With "you don't know me" The Killer may recover from missed attacks that strike a surface 20, 60, and 100 percent faster

Emevas' final perk is "Fractured psyche" The killer has a connection with a survivor. That survivor becomes the Obsession. If the Obsession is alive, the killer gets plus 10, 20, and 30 percent movement speed. If the obsession is dead, the killer gets 10, 20, and 30 percent recovery time from missed attacks

Fox Azure (Survivor)

'Fox was never the strongest or toughest guy in Maine, nor was he the best entertainer. Hailing from an abusive upper middle class nightmare, Fox was tortured with experimental medications for most of his adolescence. After finally escaping his parents estate in his late teens, Fox tried, and failed to make a new life. Years went by with an unsuccessful music "career" he enlisted and promptly got discharged from the US Army; so Fox took to certain illicit activities in order to make ends meet. One deal, led to another, which led to a heist, which led to another, Eventually the trail led to mob involvement.

After a bad deal; Fox narrowly escaped death by diving off a pier beneath a hail of gunfire into freezing cold water, determined to kill himself rather than be taken alive by the fuzz, but Fox wasn't lucky enough to die yet... He found himself looking up at a tall beast, one that he used to doodle back in high school, one that he remembered making... As he staggered to his feet to meet the hollow glowing crimson gaze of the foxen beast man before him, he heard the chilling voice greet him.

"...Hello Father..."'

Aside from being me, the only special thing about Fox is that his first perk is called "You can't stop me" this perk allows the survivor to "teleport" from one locker to another when caught by a killer once, twice, and three times

Fox's second perk is "Prince Alexi's Revenge"
Your blood does not coagulate as normal. With "Prince Alexi's Revenge" The survivor has only one health level. Being struck once by the killer sends the survivor into the Dying state, however, the survivor may see the killer's aura in a 40, 80, and 150 meter radius.

Fox's final perk is "Broken Mind"
You have a link with the killer, as a matter of fact, you just may be the killer after all! You can see the aura of survivors that are being "chased" by the killer in a 30, 60, and 90 meter range

There are three deadly vices associated with the races in Starcraft...

Terran: "We can, we can we CAN WE CAN WE (fails)
Zerg: (First rush fails) WHADYAMEAN I DON'T HAVE A 100% CHANCE AT WINNING?!?!?!?!?! (ragequits)
Protoss: Not Enough Minerals


Proove someone else said it before me please... Sincerely.
_Yo!_

I majored in failing at life

http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16771072/ I am fairly certain the town referenced is based on Bangor Maine. Had me in stitches, but perhaps you have to have been there to have gotten the joke.

Can anyone tell me what's wrong with http://cdn.themetapicture.com/photo.....-daughter.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noreferrer noopener">This Picture?

One of the last things I wanna see in FA's Ads is Renamon in lingerie... I'd rather see graphic GFP. For Cereal.

...at least it's not Super Mario Pron

Don't you just wanna do the twist to it? :3

Eat a dick

This is what I do on Saint Patrick's day
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZKIbY9ZfB4

This is what I do on Valentines Day
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMLMFBfV-TQ

<rage>
Don't get me, wrong, I got homies on here.

However, some people SOMEHOW think it's acceptable to go and add a story I wrote to their favorites because they like the "The Room" screen shot I use as my thumbnail...

Really? Are you fucking kidding me?

You didn't even read the story... CAN you read? Fuck ALL of you imbeciles.

Let's get something straight, learn how to read, remember you have a brain, and use it. There is NO excuse whatsoever for this IDIOCY! This is an art community. You can't just favorite something because the thumbnail is a "pretty pic". Well, you can, but it's just a proud declaration that you are an idiot who chooses not to read because you are complacent with being a moron and expect to be fed visual art, likely 'cos you are a STUPID LAZY TIT.

No, I owe no apology for this, it is the invalids who should step up their game.

THIS IS A MOTHERFUCKING ART COMMUNITY, KEEP IT REAL OR GTFO

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[EDIT]:
I'm the greatest escape artist the hardest situation is getting free
From the terror that keeps confiding in me,
I got to be Better than Houdini and David Blaine
With no magician, No illusions, No subliminal, No hypnosis to your brain, I'm untrained
Children should not try this at home at all, I'm a free lance professional
And this is on my own I staged the whole bit
I drink and talk a little shit and see who got the balls to pull a strap
And really use it, That's where the fun comes in
Cause after they pop me they got to hide my body
So no ones suspicious about who shoot me
It's interesting me to see the means and the tactics and tape
To make sure that my death is tucked away nice and safe
"Sunshines' for suckers and queers"
That's what they told me when they rolled me in the carpet,
And threw me over the bridge just like I was some garbage
Of course I was unconscious not dead in the sense they thought I was
But a slug in your dome will get you caught up cause
I'm not invincible I could die a million times
Each time more painful than the first, Still I survive
Both hands are tied behind my back as I'm breathing dirty water
And my legs are been mauled to death by the sewer rats
I move erratically to make them work for there meal
I'm dislocating my shoulders I slip out just like banana peel
I'm close to drowning again
Ten minutes and counting me to them is my record so i feel it like I'm ahead
in points was the view from the west but it's all good
Best believe that your boy will be back to walk the neighborhood
In no time water logged and bullet ridden
They be like, "I can't believe that he did it, He really escaped."?
No stun, I'm running with some gangstas
Not no bitchass wangstas
But some real gangsta fed my legs into a woodchipper
But the blades got caught on my bones cause I woke up screaming
And noticed that my right foot and... leg was gone
My eye popped out the socket and dangling on the cheek
They must have strangled me to sleep cause I'm unable to speak
Must have screamed just inside of my head
Cause they still think that I'm dead
They using a shovel to scrape away clumps of the red
From out the chipper they pop my legs out
So they can chop me up manual bag me up and throw me out
No sweat, give me a week and a roll of some duct tape
And a shovel to dig the rest of my body up and I'm straight