
Well, I knew this was coming for a while now, and it's finally time to show this off!
With the help of my good friend
RedCoonie my fursona, the great and powerful El Fuerte has a new look and outfit, and he's ready to show off his new look in the ring where he'll show his opponents his true burning passion!
He's brave, he's bold, and most of all he's incredibly handsome! (at least according to him)
I hope you all are ready for more of this new look, because trust me there will be so much more! I've fallen in love with this new look, and I hope you all do too.
Be sure to read the story below, I hope you all enjoy, and wherever you are, I hope you have a good morning, good evening, or good afternoon!
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Time passes. It doesn’t stop, it doesn’t stand still. Like a river, it keeps flowing. It keeps flowing and takes anyone and everyone along with it, until eventually they are claimed by it’s torrents. For time... it takes its toll on a person... that is an inevitability. And the great El Fuerte, was he going to become its next victim?
Fuerte stared at himself in the mirror. His outfit, his body… everything. Was this to be something that lasted forever?
Was this… something he’d be forever be known for? This look?
After a major losing streak… Fuerte didn’t know what to think.
Maybe… this was the time for something new, after talking to Raamaiah, Fuerte began to think it even more. After all, Fuerte had no memories, this was his look ever since he woke up, by that logic a new look would help create new memories.. Ones that were much happier, at least according to Raamaiah.
Maybe… this was it… this was what he needed.
“A Fresh Start…” He muttered to himself.
Yes… it was time for a new chapter in his tale.
It started with a stylist. Thanks to their help, every part of Fuerte’s body was dyed new colours, his stripes stripped of their purple colour and instead going for something more... classic. Then came a designer. Fuerte’s flamed birthed a new mask, and a new outfit, fit for someone as strong as him! Just wearing it gave the tiger a newfound sense of confidence.
Fuerte stared at himself in the mirror. The new him.
“YES!” He cried out. “THIS IS PERFECT!”
He let out a wide grin as he flexed and got a real look at himself. This was what he needed, he felt his strength, his power, all of it was returning to him, confidence coursed through his veins.
Fuerte was back and better than ever baby.
….And then came the first match in his new look. The crowd was shocked yet they roared and cheered for him. They cheered for a heel like him.
Yes… this was perfection.
His strength, his power… his fiery passion will finally show it’s true dominance.
Fuerte knew deep down… this chapter was going to be a good one.
With the help of my good friend

He's brave, he's bold, and most of all he's incredibly handsome! (at least according to him)
I hope you all are ready for more of this new look, because trust me there will be so much more! I've fallen in love with this new look, and I hope you all do too.
Be sure to read the story below, I hope you all enjoy, and wherever you are, I hope you have a good morning, good evening, or good afternoon!
____
Time passes. It doesn’t stop, it doesn’t stand still. Like a river, it keeps flowing. It keeps flowing and takes anyone and everyone along with it, until eventually they are claimed by it’s torrents. For time... it takes its toll on a person... that is an inevitability. And the great El Fuerte, was he going to become its next victim?
Fuerte stared at himself in the mirror. His outfit, his body… everything. Was this to be something that lasted forever?
Was this… something he’d be forever be known for? This look?
After a major losing streak… Fuerte didn’t know what to think.
Maybe… this was the time for something new, after talking to Raamaiah, Fuerte began to think it even more. After all, Fuerte had no memories, this was his look ever since he woke up, by that logic a new look would help create new memories.. Ones that were much happier, at least according to Raamaiah.
Maybe… this was it… this was what he needed.
“A Fresh Start…” He muttered to himself.
Yes… it was time for a new chapter in his tale.
It started with a stylist. Thanks to their help, every part of Fuerte’s body was dyed new colours, his stripes stripped of their purple colour and instead going for something more... classic. Then came a designer. Fuerte’s flamed birthed a new mask, and a new outfit, fit for someone as strong as him! Just wearing it gave the tiger a newfound sense of confidence.
Fuerte stared at himself in the mirror. The new him.
“YES!” He cried out. “THIS IS PERFECT!”
He let out a wide grin as he flexed and got a real look at himself. This was what he needed, he felt his strength, his power, all of it was returning to him, confidence coursed through his veins.
Fuerte was back and better than ever baby.
….And then came the first match in his new look. The crowd was shocked yet they roared and cheered for him. They cheered for a heel like him.
Yes… this was perfection.
His strength, his power… his fiery passion will finally show it’s true dominance.
Fuerte knew deep down… this chapter was going to be a good one.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Miscellaneous
Species Tiger
Size 1280 x 1070px
File Size 221.4 kB
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