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NOTE: I DID NOT MAKE THIS ART!!!
It was made by Sky3.
Original can be found here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/21372950/
Character belongs to me.
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Something completely different for Tristan. Here, we don't see the flirt, the confident bartender, the unapologetic show off. Here he is where no one's looking. Where no one is thinking to look. In some back alley of some seedy place. A bit too beat. A bit too lost and adrift in life. He wonders, in his daze, just how he got there. What led him to where he was. Whether this lost and beat and bloodied dog was the real him, or the confident flirt he convinced everyone else he was. Honestly, no one would really guess what he got up to. But did anyone care? He wasn't sure if even he did at this point. His clothes were so torn they were barely holding on. He shakes his head, no knowing if it was three hours until midnight, or three hours past. The city sounded the same regardless.
The door opens, and there's a sounds of ruckus from within in the building that disturb the constant soundtrack of the city. "Gonna get back in, or gonna call it a night?" a voice asks, that Tristan doesn't even bother to recognize. He looks to his right, and there's the city and the cool crisp air. He looks to his left, and there's the door, the warmth, and the scent of blood. He thought for a moment. Why even was he there? Trying to find some sort of meaning at either the bottom of a bottle or a well placed punch? Maybe.
He sighs and picks himself off the wall. "What's another round?" he answers and turns to his left, "I can just sleep when I'm dead."
Woo! A different picture of Tristan for once. This one was made by the awesome Sky3. I was really debating getting a TF from him, but at the last moment, I went with something different. I loved the city scenes he did, and Tristan being the city sort, needed a good city scene. So, I wanted something a bit existential, a bit lost, featuring Tristan in the city. And I got exactly that, which is great. Totally trying to fit it into his character, and he always had a side he keeps hidden from his more public self. And honestly, the more I thought of it, the more this kinda fit. I could see Tristan doing some things like that, so it's great! Plus I love the colors and expression. It's just perfect. So, super huge thanks to Sky3 for showing a different side of Tristan.
It was made by Sky3.
Original can be found here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/21372950/
Character belongs to me.
Art by

Something completely different for Tristan. Here, we don't see the flirt, the confident bartender, the unapologetic show off. Here he is where no one's looking. Where no one is thinking to look. In some back alley of some seedy place. A bit too beat. A bit too lost and adrift in life. He wonders, in his daze, just how he got there. What led him to where he was. Whether this lost and beat and bloodied dog was the real him, or the confident flirt he convinced everyone else he was. Honestly, no one would really guess what he got up to. But did anyone care? He wasn't sure if even he did at this point. His clothes were so torn they were barely holding on. He shakes his head, no knowing if it was three hours until midnight, or three hours past. The city sounded the same regardless.
The door opens, and there's a sounds of ruckus from within in the building that disturb the constant soundtrack of the city. "Gonna get back in, or gonna call it a night?" a voice asks, that Tristan doesn't even bother to recognize. He looks to his right, and there's the city and the cool crisp air. He looks to his left, and there's the door, the warmth, and the scent of blood. He thought for a moment. Why even was he there? Trying to find some sort of meaning at either the bottom of a bottle or a well placed punch? Maybe.
He sighs and picks himself off the wall. "What's another round?" he answers and turns to his left, "I can just sleep when I'm dead."
Woo! A different picture of Tristan for once. This one was made by the awesome Sky3. I was really debating getting a TF from him, but at the last moment, I went with something different. I loved the city scenes he did, and Tristan being the city sort, needed a good city scene. So, I wanted something a bit existential, a bit lost, featuring Tristan in the city. And I got exactly that, which is great. Totally trying to fit it into his character, and he always had a side he keeps hidden from his more public self. And honestly, the more I thought of it, the more this kinda fit. I could see Tristan doing some things like that, so it's great! Plus I love the colors and expression. It's just perfect. So, super huge thanks to Sky3 for showing a different side of Tristan.
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