Fahrenheit returned to Empire-101 in confusion after last Halloween's events. It was like he'd been popped out of Empire-7 and sent back to the large basement he called home. After the disorientation faded, however, things started to make much more sense.
This was where he'd first met that fucked-up and crazy version of himself several days ago. If the other versions of himself had lost, he would probably be obliterated for betraying his "benefactor". So, being back here meant the stupid bitches had kicked his ass.
Fahrenheit frowned. If he'd almost killed the three of them the second-to-last time they met, he could probably have fought his boss and gotten unlimited power to himself after taking him out. ... Whatever. It'd been a bad idea to get involved from the start. There was only so much madness that you could take when you were cooperating with someone. Fahrenheit was already fucking insane to start with, so it would never have worked out, especially with that plan. Omnipotence was overrated, anyways. It would probably put him in a situation where he'd slowly turn into a benevolent god, and who the fuck wanted THAT anyways?
The cat tromped through the four-room basement to what counted as his kitchen and grabbed the pizza box that sat on the counter, popping it over. He'd left it here half-finished for three hours before being grabbed, which meant it had sat out for three days. Which meant... he grinned. Still good. He grabbed a slice out, reheating it in his palm and letting some of the excess grease splatter against the cement as he walked to his bed and flopped down on it.
Fahrenheit ate down his slice slowly to avoid having to get back up for a while. Ugh, he'd missed so much in his quest for power. When was the next time that Empire City was going to have a critical mass of superheroes out? Mayor Briar had something scheduled in February, some sort of festival. How was he going to kill time until then? He could go back to hitting up those APL convoys like he'd been planning before October. Hardhead'd been talking about clearing out some vaults in Vegas, and Infernus said he could help the two of them with some of his connections if Fahrenheit let him suck his cock again... The cat grinned and groped himself through his jeans, leaving a bit of a grease stain on the denim. That would probably be fun.
A guy didn't need to get involved in dimension-hopping to enjoy life. Though, it would be fun to fight that Celsius guy again...
So, as mentioned in the other picture I just recently posted up, I'm learning how to do flat coloring. I decided to come back to this picture and color it up for practice. I may be offering to do flats for people in the future considering how well I do...
Most characters in this description are owned by
blackjackaught. The others are jointly owned by myself and him.
Celsius is owned by me!
furii and I jointly own Fahrenheit. He drew this!
This was where he'd first met that fucked-up and crazy version of himself several days ago. If the other versions of himself had lost, he would probably be obliterated for betraying his "benefactor". So, being back here meant the stupid bitches had kicked his ass.
Fahrenheit frowned. If he'd almost killed the three of them the second-to-last time they met, he could probably have fought his boss and gotten unlimited power to himself after taking him out. ... Whatever. It'd been a bad idea to get involved from the start. There was only so much madness that you could take when you were cooperating with someone. Fahrenheit was already fucking insane to start with, so it would never have worked out, especially with that plan. Omnipotence was overrated, anyways. It would probably put him in a situation where he'd slowly turn into a benevolent god, and who the fuck wanted THAT anyways?
The cat tromped through the four-room basement to what counted as his kitchen and grabbed the pizza box that sat on the counter, popping it over. He'd left it here half-finished for three hours before being grabbed, which meant it had sat out for three days. Which meant... he grinned. Still good. He grabbed a slice out, reheating it in his palm and letting some of the excess grease splatter against the cement as he walked to his bed and flopped down on it.
Fahrenheit ate down his slice slowly to avoid having to get back up for a while. Ugh, he'd missed so much in his quest for power. When was the next time that Empire City was going to have a critical mass of superheroes out? Mayor Briar had something scheduled in February, some sort of festival. How was he going to kill time until then? He could go back to hitting up those APL convoys like he'd been planning before October. Hardhead'd been talking about clearing out some vaults in Vegas, and Infernus said he could help the two of them with some of his connections if Fahrenheit let him suck his cock again... The cat grinned and groped himself through his jeans, leaving a bit of a grease stain on the denim. That would probably be fun.
A guy didn't need to get involved in dimension-hopping to enjoy life. Though, it would be fun to fight that Celsius guy again...
So, as mentioned in the other picture I just recently posted up, I'm learning how to do flat coloring. I decided to come back to this picture and color it up for practice. I may be offering to do flats for people in the future considering how well I do...
Most characters in this description are owned by
blackjackaught. The others are jointly owned by myself and him.Celsius is owned by me!
furii and I jointly own Fahrenheit. He drew this!
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Housecat
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