So  mozdoc and I have a room reservation at BLFC, but it's single king room and there's a $25 a night additional charge for a 3rd and 4th person ($50 per night total). This is not ideal so of there's someone out there with a 4 person room who needs two roomies we'd consider dropping our room to be in yours. This is not an emergency like my MFF thing (which thankfully worked out.) If all else fails we can stay in our room. But we'd be interested if one of you has some openings.

I can bring one or two air mattresses if they are needed. We plan to arrive Thursday and depart Monday.

I'll be arriving there around 1 PM tomorrow and staying until Monday sometime. I can generally get found in the drawing get together area, which historically has been on the second floor outside the left hand hotel (The Marriot?) in the controlled (con only) area. In any case, find the common drawing area and I can easily be spotted by looking for the guy with the poison headcrab hat - it looks like a big black spider on my head, you can't miss it. Come by and say hello, but I should warn you that I really get into drawing and may seem to be ignoring you - it's not an insult and not on purpose, it just happens. 83

Not to be confused with the very cute "Ask the werewolves" Tumblr. Here is a brief synopsis of the wolves and their nicknames, if any. The only named human character to appear so far appears for completeness's sake.

#1: "Tank." Most muscular, heaviest and strongest wolf. Massive "siege" armor suit constructed largely of damaged trauma plates donated by other officers.

#2" "Face." Best speaker of the werewolves. Often acts as a spokeswolf.

#3: Female interrogation specialist. Most predatory wolf, has eaten as least a dozen people in her year of service. In a relationship with a (male human) lieutenant at her station.

#4: "Dogcatcher". Habitually quadrupedal, rarely speaks. Lives in a spare room at his station house and eats various vicious animals, leading to the joke that he is too cheap to pay for his room and board. Rarely speaks. Unlike some of the other wolves, doesn't mind being called "Doggie."

#5: "Bounty hunter." Swallows perps whole to carry them back to custody. Only rarely digests them.

#6: "Pornstar." or, if you don't want to get mauled, "Handsome Dan." Patrol wolf who responds to fleeing suspect calls and as a result is in the news a lot. Many, many trysts with fans (male and female).

#7: "Assassin". Female. Fastest runner and best fighter of the wolves. In a relationship with #1.

#8: "Gunwolf". He likes guns. His current toy is an Istiglal confiscated from a drug dealer. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Istig.....materiel_rifle

#9: "Honey trap" or just "Honey." Werefox. Only Were in the squad who is ever seen in human form, which she uses for infiltration and as a lure in human trafficking stings. Attempting to rape her human form (which has so far happened four times) gets you a trip through a werefox digestive tract unless she absolutely needs to capture you for information.

Leo: Something of a group mascot and a professional masseuse who hooked up with #6 and now provides massages to various wolves (and a werefox). Known sexual relationship with #6 and possibly other male wolves.

Due to various other commitments and financial issues all three of my roomies had to drop out of FC. The one whose name the room is in is trying to transfer it over to me, but I don't need a whole room to myself. If that happens I will have to scrounge up roomies. The alternative is just to have him cancel the room, assuming I can find a place to crash.

I don't drink, smoke, do drugs or have sex at cons so I'm a quiet roomie and can of course pay my share. Let me know if you have a spot. I can bring an air mattress if the only spot available is the floor.

Due to the unprecedented number of entries this year I rolled three winners. One of them was an old friend too, and that's always gratifying.

Winner #1:  asae
Winner #2:  terastas
Winner #3:  kokkinos

Now I'm off to PM them and see what they want me to draw. 83

I'ts late! I've been a busy woozle. That being said:

It's that time again! Enter by replying to this raffle. Only reply once, and don't reply to other replies. (This simplifies my job when I roll for winners.) Don't number your entry, I will do that myself. I'm going to put up a "raffle warning" image in my gallery too so people who don't look at journals have a better shot at getting in.

On the 1st of January I will use a dice roller program to roll for two winners. Each winner gets to ask me to draw something. You don't need to put your request in your initial reply to the raffle, but you can if you want. Odds are I will have questions about references, etc., that will cause me to send you PMs about it anyway.

The requests do not have to be vore drawings. They could be something like a profile picture of your character. I do ask that the requests not be tremendously complicated. I will negotiate with the winners on this subject should I decide the requested drawing is too labor intensive. It's not as though you are paying me to draw, after all. 83

One last thing, should the winner not reply to my PMs or otherwise be reachable for two weeks after the 1st, I will roll a new winner. Believe it or not, this has happened a couple of times in the last decade. And try to keep your requests reasonably simple, no 30 character panoramas. It's a free raffle after all. 83

Due to a miscommunication with the guy who got the room at MFF I got to the hotel and discovered I don't have a bed. I told him I couldn't get to AC this year and he thought I meant MFF. This is obviously a bit of an issue so if anyone has a bed slot I would happily pay for my share of the room. I'd even be up for buying an air mattress somewhere and sleeping on the floor, which I have done many times. I'd rather not sleep in the lobby or fly home early, so here's hoping one of you can help.

Edit: lurking in the lobby worked and I ran into someone who had their fourth drop out. I got a room, they didn't take a financial hit, everyone was happy.

I had an opportunity to play with an Ipad Pro ( scottytheminotaur's) at Pawcon and liked sketching on it. I've heard that Surface Pros are also good for that. Anyone got an opinion as to which is better, for drawing and anything else you might do with it?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3ZlyIh9QZw

There is much high pitching whining on the asshole of the internet about this not being faithful to the book. And I suppose it isn't. But hey, it has a badger playing darts by throwing a hedgehog at a wall. And the fur looks almost Zootopia-good. It's definitely a kid's movie and probably closer to Over the Hedge than an actual translation of the story but heck, I'll go see it if only for the badger.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/11.....pters/25597131

Since the chapter structure on An Archive Of Our Own is so cool I ended up writing the story in 1500-2000 word blocks (this seemed a good chapter length). All four chapters of the finished story are available at the end of the link.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LrQ.....ature=youtu.be

Sadly, this appears to be all the video there is. The accompanying article lays out some details, but we only have their word for it: They THINK the python ambushed the hyena and they found it later with what they thought was a hyena bulge.

https://www.upi.com/Odd_News/2017/0.....9881490044614/

Of course we only have their word on that, the python may have found a dead hyena and started to swallow it (snakes do eat carrion) and maybe the meal proved too large. It seems pretty likely, though, that the hyena ended up as a bulge. What a shame we don't have a complete video, this sort of thing is very rare! If the hyena is as large as they say (150 pounds) it's the single heaviest thing I've heard of a snake swallowing.

https://www.yahoo.com/news/teen-bit.....204107051.html

Could be worse. In the Stregaverse he'd have woken up to wet flesh pressing in from all sides and a gurgling sound as the bear's digestive system started to work. 83

http://io9.gizmodo.com/heres-what-w.....ard-1796099784 ( draekosilver pointed this out to me earlier)

Gunn's struggling with a retcon he wants to do to GOTG 1 and says it has something do do with the mugshot background images. The most likely thing he would change would be to make it so Rocket didn't meet Lylla before GOTG 1, so he can meet her for the first time in GOTG 3! He's apparently also said he wants to explore the coonie's backstory in -3. There's not much else worth retconning in the various mug shots, except maybe Gamora being the last of her species, but we can hope.

This would be easy to fuck up but fingers crossed, maybe Rocket will get a happy ending when the series finally ends. A "Rocket and Lylla being together" sort of ending.

I sure do like skunkettes, even to the point of having FOUR anthro-skunkette preds. 83


Sandra – Half of a husband and wife skunk vorarephile serial killer team. She's a stripper, her husband Striper is a security guard, professions that allow them to scope out the dregs of society and figure out who won't be missed. Then they make them go missing. Hitchikers, the homeless, fellow strippers (rarely, but they do come and go, and a few have “gone” down Sandra's throat), creepy guys (and the occasional gal) who stalk Sandra from her work. They all make good skunk food and when Sandra takes a three-day break from work it's usually because she needs some time off to digest someone. Striper, who weighs more than five hundred pounds and is three times as massive as his wife even at her chubbiest, can swallow an adult human (or whatever) and by morning he's digested and passed enough that he can blame the remaining bulge on a pizza binge. Each has eaten over fifty people and via careful planning and a rigorous adherence to pre-arranged strategy (such as keeping NOTHING at all from their victims, not even money or jewelry) their activities remain unsuspected by the police or even their friends. Yes, they DO have friends that they have over for games or sex (though more often they go to other's houses since theirs is rather musky) not only because they like being social but for plausible deniability reasons.

SuzyAnne – The “Suzies” are all mindless clone skunkettes operated by Strega from a nice safe distance via a subspace communication device called an ansible. Since she can just make a new clone at need they are disposable and are sometimes prey but Strega is a poor loser and generally prefers that Suzy is the one that ends up on the outside. They tend to gain weight quite rapidly if they are taking same-size meals and Strega usually eats them when they get too fat, since she very much likes slurping up fluffy skunktails and why bother to work the weight off them when she can just make a new one? Even Strega occasionally has preyish impulses and when she's in the mood she either lets someone eat the clone or intentionally does risky things with her until that happens anyway. The remote control allows her to experience being prey without actually getting killed – naturally she has her own clone backups but why put her own body at risk when she has someone to do it for her?

Suzy is often seen with a very large feral wolverine, Labrus, who is her lover and who while a reasonably “nice” critter still eats people (and occasionally eats Suzy, but usually only when she offers herself as a meal).

Suzies have come in several “generations” or models.

Mark 1 Suzies were a simple vore skunkette able to swallow creatures their own size. They had no particular way to subdue prey but were stronger than they look (true of all Suzies) and often relied on willing prey, of which there is a surprising amount in the areas she sends them.

Mark 2 Suzies were an attempt to make an UB pred. The first one successfully swallowed a victim with her pussy but it turns out to be mechanically very difficult to make them able to do that without messing up the pelvis and hip joints and after one had to crawl away to digest her vaginal meal with a dislocated hip Strega decided they were more trouble than they were worth.

Mark 3 Suzies are a return to Mark 1s but able to swallow larger prey, up to about three times their mass. This model introduced the concept of drugged perfume they applied to their tail. While this appears to others to be a charmingly innocent attempt to cover up skunk musk the drug is actually a weakening poison that affects anyone who breathes it (except Suzy or poison resistant critters, obviously). A friendly snuggle with these Suzies usually resulted in a fragrant tail pressed against someone's face and shortly thereafter a trip down a skunkette gullet. These Suzies (and previous versions) lack any sort of inward-pointing “snake” teeth and it's sometimes happened that insufficiently weakened prey have pulled back out of her jaws and even eaten her. They do retain their anal stink glands as a defense.

Mark 4 Suzies can still use the perfume but can also spray a similar drug from her anal stink glands. This replaces the normal skunk stink but is even more dangerous since naturally if she incapacitates someone with the spray a long gulp and belch will follow. This model added the inward-hooking “snake” teeth Model 3 lacked, though they are normally hidden in her gums and to all appearances Mark 4s (and all other models) have normal skunk teeth. Mark 4s can swallow prey up to four or five times their size if it is completely helpless but they would then be a fat immobile bulk with little ability to move or defend themselves so they usually take same size prey.

Kimberlee – The “owner” of a Lysk Symbiote, a predatory tail that replaces the owner's (by eating it) and takes its place. The seemingly fluffy skunktail is mostly a hidden body and stomach and can easily eat things as large as Kim is. Lysk symbiotes gradually modify their hosts, starting by changing the digestive system dramatically. Kim could only eat tiny morsels of food herself for a few years, relying on meals her tail took, which were dissolved in the tail's huge stomach but which then made their way into her own intestines to be absorbed and passed. The size of these meals made her gain weight very rapidly and she was last seen at nearly three hundred pounds. (The tail itself supports its considerable weight with a form of telekinesis, so it's not obvious she's holding up a hundred-plus pounds of hidden predator). Kimberlee has reached full symbiosis with the tail and has been further modified by the symbiote so she herself is now able to swallow same-size prey whole. Her digestive system is quite complex now with some of the “work” being done in her own body and some in the tail but her tail and own mouth are equally capable of swallowing someone whole. From the perspective of her prey the entrance is not really important as the same thing happens no matter how they go in: they are skunkette food.

Deirdre – one of Santa Binky's (a polar bear who ate Santa and “inherited” his position and considerable powers due to the Santa Clause) four lovers/assistants. Easily identified by her holiday-themed garb and many festive bows in her tailfur, Deidre is perfectly social and safe to be around unless she's given someone as a present or has to dispose of an undesirable. Quite a few people have been given tied-up to her and discovered that she is as predatory as any of the above skunkettes, just more restrained in her hunting habits. That doesn't make a whole lot of difference to the people she swallows but at least you can have a mug of hot chocolate with her or share her bed without worrying that she's considering eating you. (She probably IS, being an enthusiastic predator, but she won't follow through on it without good reason.)

Uvuzi and Nyoka – the skunkette lamia sisters. Extremely predatory and well known for looking at someone and first and foremost thinking “What a nice bulge you'll make.”

Uvuzi is humanoid-skunkette from the waist up with her genitals where you'd expect a traditional skunkette's to be. Her huge stomach, most of her larger organs and her digestive system are all in her larger furry-snake lower body. While able to swallow prey substantially larger than her upper body the restrictions of her humanoid half do limit the size of her prey and she generally prefers human-sized meals. The prettier of the two sisters (though Nyoka has beautiful eyes) she typically seduces her prey, relying on the fact that her humanoid upper body makes it less obvious that she can swallow large prey whole. She can constrict powerfully if need be and has inherited some magical skills from her scaly mother, mostly in the form of illusion-casting. This helps her conceal her lair and occasionally make herself seem small and non-threatening to lure prey close. Uvuzi spends quite a lot of time in Monstertown where she rigorously follows local laws (meaning she doesn't just randomly eat people and you could have lunch with her with becoming lunch yourself). When there she either buys animals or “meat slaves” as food, the latter being criminals who are executed by selling them to predators. Items taken from various prey and some investments keep her in enough money to afford a modest house, meals and supplies. Outside Monstertown she has a frequently-moved hidden lair and in both places she is attended by a small clan of kobolds who have followed her since they were freed from cruel groll masters who found it hard to kick the kobolds around from inside a skunkette lamia. Uvuzi has a couple of mild neurosis due to a somewhat unpleasant childhood and won't have “vanilla” sex since she worries she'll get unexpectedly pregnant as her mother did. (Other forms of sex are still on the table though.) She also doesn't like her fur to get dirty or messy and she or her kobolds are often seen brushing it or tending to it. Uvuzi often regurgitates indigestibles from meals and in addition to selling valuables thus recovered she has a number of pillows stuffed with carefully cleaned fur and even a mesh “beanbag” full of emerald-green scales from a lamia who thought to seduce her but ended up offending and feeding her.

Nyoka is larger, snakier, and hungrier than her sister and routinely takes meals that weigh as much as she does. Her inherited powers are more of a Domination (mind control) nature but typically work only on things she could easily overpower anyway. She is a tremendously powerful constrictor and once bound in her coils a trip down her throat is almost inevitable though she will carefully restrict the force of her squeeze so she'll get some entertaining wriggles on the way down. Despite her furry-snake appearance (she does have arms but they appear almost as an afterthrought) her waterfall of smooth white hair and emerald eyes have charmed many a male and she enthusiastically mates with just about anyone who's interested. Naturally these are almost all one night stands since it's hard to return calls once you've been digested. Her freewheeling sex life has resulted in at least one child (a half-griffon, half-skunkette lamia) and possibly others, but she may eaten them, no one is really sure. Nyoka greatly relishes the challenge of working her formidable jaws over a huge meal and has recently taken to swallowing ogres, whose broad shoulders are a chore to get over but who make just the nicest bulges afterward. At least one smallish giant has similar been a temporary but massive bulge in her middle. More common prey is griffons, smaller humanoids, and any animal she can catch. It is possible her seemingly ineffective Domination power may be more effective than it seems since she's seduced and eaten many people who really should know better than walk into the coils of a thirty-foot skunk-snake. Like her sister she does have limits. She's been chased off by a crowd of bunnies with torches and pitchforks (and bows) and while she dearly loves the idea of swallowing dragons they are simply too dangerous and in her entire life her sister and her have each eaten only one dragon, and in both cases it was only because the dragon allowed it to happen. Uvuzi consumed a young, depressed and suicidal dragon who physically pushed his head down her throat and Nyoka was able to gulp down a larger one only after she and her sister fucked him into exhaustion and he good-naturedly allowed her to work her jaws over him. Presumably this was a dragon with the ability to reform but all Nyoka cared about was that he was a rare and very filling meal.

Due to work scheduling conflicts I will miss my first AC in fifteen or so years. This has one real consequence (okay, two, I wanted to see the new Zoo location and if it improved on the dungeon they had us in the last few years.) Namely, I can't set up and run the Buca Di Beppo vore get together dinner. This is logistically pretty easy, just call the restaurant and say we'll have about 30 people and that we cannot pre-select a menu due to people flying from all over the country. Then you have to gather up the mob on Sunday evening and march over there.

As I said, I simply cannot attend AC this year. Anyone want to step up and manage the dinner?

As you may have seen I on the one hand have a series of drawings and stories about how broken Rocket is and another about Nasty Predatory Rocket eating people. I see these as two different Rockets with the BRIS Rocket closer to the movie one.

This all happened because I really like predatory coonies and yet I am weirdly emotional about Rocket, to the point that I tear up when I'm reading about how broken he is or sad things happening to him in my own stories! I can't remember this ever happening before with a character. The result is I'm writing about stuff I know almost nothing about, like PTSD, panic attacks, friends trying to help friends face problems they really don't want to and even someone considering suicide. Hopefully none of this is offensive to people who've actually experienced these things.

I'm holding off getting the Telltale GOTG game because people are saying they actually cried playing the second chapter and I don't think I can handle more bad things happening to Rocket right now. (It's got to be him, right? Being Rocket Is Suffering.)

If there's any demand I may do a "Ask Rocket anything" journal to explore how I think the character would react to questions.

Reply if you're interested. One suiter and two others in the room so far, including myself. We're all quiet and nothing more dramatic than people watching TV or changing into suits is likely to happen in our room. The fourth would naturally pay 25% of the room costs, which is something like $170 or so. This is in the grand Sierra resort, the venue for the con.

Various discussions make it plain than not everyone 'gets' this, or at least their interpretation varies, so here's my take on the character.

Rocket is an snarky little bastard in GOTG1 yet becomes an unlikeable (but funny) cunt in GOTG2 for most of the movie. Why he is so angry, bitter and hateful? Well, it's understandable given his life.

Movie Rocket was originally a mere animal, an Earth raccoon or similar alien critter, who was repeatedly operated on by some organization in order to create an experimental weapon. His intellect was Uplifted and he was given programmed-in piloting and weapons skills along with an intuitive grasp of machinery that makes him a walking, talking tech lab. He's similar to an Ork Oddboy from WH40K or a Spark from Girl Genius. He can make complicated items out of mechanical parts very quickly and under intense time pressure. A very, very useful person to have around.

But the scientists who made him wanted more than a very clever raccoon, so they smashed his ribcage into a human shape instead of oval front to back like a normal animal, implanted metal collarbones to force his shoulders back (you can see the bolts on either side of his chest just below his neck) and ran a series of braces through his ribs and spine to make him walk upright and hold his ribs in place. (He can still run on all fours though, thankfully.) He was conscious for much of this and they couldn't be bothered to use much in the way of anesthesia, because it's just an animal. Why bother? Cybernetic augmentation in his limbs increased his strength so he could use larger weapons and his back was left a mass of scars, bolts and inflamed tissue because no one really cared whether any of this hurt or not. He was just property, disposable, an experiment, and they literally tore him apart and stitched him back together repeatedly.

And then this angry, tortured little beast escaped, found some weapons, and tried to survive, and everywhere he went he was treated as a joke because he was a three foot tall bipedal raccoon in a universe full of mostly human-sized creatures. He was considered a lower life form, an animal, just a number or “It”. Even the Nova Corps, who are some of the better natured people around, called him “It” or by his experiment number. No one cared that he had a name now.

And everywhere he went he was put down, thrown in jail, mocked, and he got lonelier and lonelier and angrier and angrier. His defense mechanism was to be the meanest, angriest thing in the room because it was all he could do to keep from being hurt again. His anger, rage and fear formed a hard shell that kept you from seeing how scared and lonely he really was. He was a tough little guy and didn't need your help...or so he'd like you to think. Inside he knew he was just a thing, 'some little monster'.

Finally he meets someone who cares about him and respects him and he and Groot become a team with Rocket firmly in charge because being in charge protects him. Being in charge means people don't realize he's afraid all the time.

Then Groot dies (more or less) and his one true companion is joined by a crew of other misfits who more or less care about him. But Rocket can't grasp that. He is so used to being hurt and alone and abused that he can't process that these people really want to be his friends, He can't be that close to people, everyone he's ever been close to has hurt him, even Groot (by dying). He gets meaner and meaner and angrier and angrier to drive them away without realizing he's being such an asshole, because he can't open up to them and subconsciously he knows that being close to people always gets him hurt. A little way through GOTG2 the crew leaves him to repair the ship and the look on his face shows that he doesn't know if he's driven them away and just doesn't know how to open up and admit that he wants to be with them.

He's attacked and and so he goes on, hurting the people that try to hurt him because hurting them back is the one crumb of comfort in his miserable life and it's about the only thing that truly gives him pleasure. He's just a shell, a wretched little beast that's never been held or loved and has only violence and anger to protect himself.

Until someone calls him on it, and he finally realizes that he's chasing people away that he genuinely cares about. He puts himself at huge risk to reach and help his friends and then he has to leave a friend behind to die. He knows when they part that there's only one way that day is going to end but he makes the awful choice that needs to be made, he does what he has to do to save the maximum number of people even though he thinks they will hate him for it.

And at the end of the movie he's completely broken down, his shell finally cracked as the one person who knew him for what he really was has died and despite his expectations, his friends don't leave him. Even though he yelled at them, and was mean all the time, and took batteries he didn't need. Because they're his friends and he'd die for them, and he realizes now they would die for him too.

So the movie ends and Rocket has grown massively. He's little, and violent and mean, but he's like that for a reason, and maybe there's a shaft of daylight shining through the darkness at last. He's still going to be violent and mean but maybe now he'll let someone pet him, because he realizes he isn't as alone or worthless as he thought.

This would presumably happen in Infinity War.

1 - Banner is unable to turn into the Hulk due to some sort of villain fuckery (mind control or whatnot). Rocket gets hurt and Mantis, enraged, yells "You hurt the puppy!" and puts her hand on Banner, filling him with rage and turning him into the Hulk.

2 - Rocket's weapons are destroyed and he retreats into a room that turns out to be full of Stark's suits or other weapons. We see him slowly grin and outside, the rest of the Guardians start to edge nervously away from the building when they realize what's in there with Rocket. Bonus points if Tony says "You're being paranoid, he's only been in there a minute and he can't use my tech anyway." Star-Lord or Gamora would reply "You don't know him like we do."

The GOTG and Guardians have met in at least three different cartoons now with varying degrees of awesomeness. Strangely enough the encounter in the current GOTG cartoon has one of the best moments, with Rocket telling Tony "I've fought meaner armor than that. I've worn meaner armor than that!" (Rocket wore the Asgardian Destroyer armor in this cartoon, briefly.)

You should go see this movie. It's great fun and Rocket gets a ton of screen time, he's pretty much the second protagonist and gets some great scenes and character development. I won't say it is a better movie than the first because opinions vary, but if you like the first one you should go see it right now. If nothing else we see Rocket run on all fours and that only endears him to me more. 83

First, we have the first more or less proven incident of an adult human being eaten by a snake. There have been anecdotal reports before and some fuzzy pictures that may or may not have been faked, but this one looks pretty real.
http://www.snopes.com/2017/03/29/ma.....-belly-python/

Now this is notable because pretty much any average person thinks this happens quite a lot, but a lot of naturalists were pretty sure it hadn't, or at least is very, very rare. Most animals are more or less cylindrical once their legs are folded to their sides, whereas humans have broad shoulders. It is very, very hard for a snake to get its jaws over an adult human's shoulders. For it TO happen you need both a very large snake and probably a human of slight build. I would lay money that the man eaten in this case was quite slender.

(Snopes is still holding out the possibility that this was faked. We'll see if there is further confirmation.)

Second is an amazingly determined badger that buried a whole (dead) calf several times its own size so it could feast at its leisure.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=msdgAJ7tCX8 (The version without the Benny Hill music)

This will probably inspire me to draw more micropred badger on human vore, or do another story. 83

 draekosilver nominated M'ress from the Star Trek animated series to be Ripper's unwilling mate and dinner. A cat is fine too!

AC is an Everquest/WoW style game that was a contemporary of EQ 1 and greatly predated WoW. Even at its peak it was nowhere near was popular as EQ, much less WoW. Rather than having familiar fantasy races, dragons, etc it had its own lore and all human PCs. Later nonhumans were added but there was still nothing like an elf, dwarf or whatnot.

Full disclosure, I stopped playing AC eight years ago and only started again this week because it's now free to play and it's shutting down at the end of the month. I started a new character and am having so much fun running around the old towns, enjoying the OLD OLD graphics (which somehow doesn't bother me) and talking to people in the general chat.

I played AC for ten years when it was $12 (later $15) a month. Playing it again brings back so many memories. I was introduced to AC by a friend on Furrymuck named Ashentaine, who sadly isn't with us any more. He only played for a couple of months after I joined but I kept right on playing. Playing a game with other players, friends you can hunt with, excuses a lot of problems this sort of game otherwise has.

AC went free to play a few years back and is finally shutting down. Maybe it'll come back via emulation, but all the characters, all the work will be gone. It makes me sad...but I'm feeling sleep deprived after just a few days of playing it again, so maybe it's just as well. Games like this are addictive. 83

Scrolling through the entries count up to 13 (the roll for the first winner) and then all the way to 189 for the second showed me so many familiar names and so many cool icons that I wish you all could have won. The unprecedented number of entries did get me to roll two winners instead of one, but there are so many people here I'd like to draw for and only so many hours in the day. Ah well.

The first roll said the winner was someone I don't know,  EdgarKingmaker. The second on the other hand is someone whose work I already know:  dolorcin. I expect I'll end up drawing an orca for them. 83

It's that time again! Enter by replying to this raffle. Only reply once, and don't reply to other replies. (This simplifies my job when I roll for winners.) Don't number your entry, I will do that myself. I'm going to put up a "raffle warning" image in my gallery too so people who don't look at journals have a better shot at getting in.

In a week I will use a dice roller to pick a winner. The winner gets to ask me to draw something. You don't need to put your request in your initial reply to the raffle, but you can if you want. Odds are I will have questions about references, etc., that will cause me to send you PMs about it anyway.

The requests do not have to be vore drawings. They could be something like a profile picture of your character. I do ask that the requests not be tremendously complicated. I will negotiate with the winners on this subject should I decide the requested drawing is too labor intensive. It's not as though you are paying me to draw, after all. 83

One last thing, should the winner not reply to my PMs or otherwise be reachable for two weeks after the 31s, I will roll a new winner. Believe it or not, this has happened a couple of times in the last decade. And try to keep your requests reasonably simple, no 30 character panoramas. It's a free raffle after all. 83