"It is not an easy life. Seattle, 2075, where the streets are crawling with gangs and small-time criminals and the cons are keeping the honest folks as their obedient wage-slaves. It is an abysmal status quo, unbarable for anyone caught under their rule. Luckily, I don't play by the rules, and I don't have any sympathy for those pathetic excuses for a being who willingly make themselves a cog in their game.
But this place has no love for the likes of me either. For those who play by their own rules. For those who play this sad world rather than suffer it. For those who are different. And let me tell you, if the SURGE made you into a four-tailed fox, you ARE different, whether you like it or not. Those pathetic sheep think I am the worthless one here, the one to be sneered at and to be spat at, because she is different. But they still come to see me perform in the neon-lighted dance bars because seeing me dance at the poles gives them that little bit of colour in their lives they don't have the spine to center their lifes around. Pathetic hypocrits. They don't realize they are the ones being played by me. That it is my birthright as a kitsune. I always win in the end.
But I am running out of time. It has been fourteen years now since the day of the SURGE, fourteen since my true form has been revealed to me. The years of my life are ticking away. Statistics for a human suggest more than half have passed already. Statistics for a shadowrunner suggest I should already have been dead for at least a decade. For as much as I don't play by the rules, I have not come any closer to the completion of my master-piece of rule-breaking, and if I don't get any closer soon, old age will claim me before I will be able to. To be the one who out-foxed death."
This is just a short something based on Inks Shadowrun-character, Pandoras Fox (or Foxy for short). Go play Shadowrun!
Drawn with Copic Markers... very few of them.
But this place has no love for the likes of me either. For those who play by their own rules. For those who play this sad world rather than suffer it. For those who are different. And let me tell you, if the SURGE made you into a four-tailed fox, you ARE different, whether you like it or not. Those pathetic sheep think I am the worthless one here, the one to be sneered at and to be spat at, because she is different. But they still come to see me perform in the neon-lighted dance bars because seeing me dance at the poles gives them that little bit of colour in their lives they don't have the spine to center their lifes around. Pathetic hypocrits. They don't realize they are the ones being played by me. That it is my birthright as a kitsune. I always win in the end.
But I am running out of time. It has been fourteen years now since the day of the SURGE, fourteen since my true form has been revealed to me. The years of my life are ticking away. Statistics for a human suggest more than half have passed already. Statistics for a shadowrunner suggest I should already have been dead for at least a decade. For as much as I don't play by the rules, I have not come any closer to the completion of my master-piece of rule-breaking, and if I don't get any closer soon, old age will claim me before I will be able to. To be the one who out-foxed death."
This is just a short something based on Inks Shadowrun-character, Pandoras Fox (or Foxy for short). Go play Shadowrun!
Drawn with Copic Markers... very few of them.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / All
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 907 x 1280px
File Size 1.3 MB
Normally, there aren't any sentient furry races in Shadowrun (at least not playable), but if you jump through like one and a half hoops, you can make a human (or elf, or dwarf, or orc...) who mutated into one. Also, in that setting, you could pretty much justifyy anything with cosmetic cyberware :3
From what little I know of Shadowrun, it sounds quite interesting. My old gaming group back in college used to talk about it some, but it just never seemed to happen.
Foxy sounds like an interesting sort of person, if a bit too cynical for her own good, perhaps. But she is quite a lovely vixen, and I have no doubt she'll find a way to achieve her goal!
Foxy sounds like an interesting sort of person, if a bit too cynical for her own good, perhaps. But she is quite a lovely vixen, and I have no doubt she'll find a way to achieve her goal!
That's kind of a shame. It is one of my favourite settings for role-playing so far. Everythings really dark and opressive and dystopian, but at the same time this unique blend of high-tech and fantasy gives you such wide possibilities for character development. It's a real paradise for DMs, because you have so many tools at your disposal to make pretty much anything possible for the adventures you write.
Foxy is what I would like to call an arrogant (insert random swear word here) with way too big an ego. She is really fun to play though. Her being pretty much useless in combat situations forces you to think of alternative, mostly non-violent and deceptive, solutions to reach your goals. Being a master of illusion magic and a learned actress also provides her with a variety of tools to do just that.
Foxy is what I would like to call an arrogant (insert random swear word here) with way too big an ego. She is really fun to play though. Her being pretty much useless in combat situations forces you to think of alternative, mostly non-violent and deceptive, solutions to reach your goals. Being a master of illusion magic and a learned actress also provides her with a variety of tools to do just that.
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