
Hard to sneak around like that when your gut's louder than a semi truck
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Pokemon
Size 1131 x 1514px
File Size 718.3 kB
Someone on Twitter wondered if there was a dramatic story behind this picture, and you said that it is up to interpretation. So here is what I think:
This blaziken is being contained at a facility operated by humans - if wild, then it was captured from its habitat and relocated here; if domesticated, then it was either sent here by its trainer or forcibly taken from its trainer by a greater authority. I do not see this as a pokemon-populated utopia, as a human is present in the background.
The goal of the facility is similar to that of a psychiatric ward, which is to 'correct' abnormalities within its patients. Seeing how extremely obese the blaziken is, it undoubtedly carries an aura that 'something is wrong with it' - say, a serious eating disorder - in the eyes of its staff, and so they have it contained to 'fix' this 'abnormality' and help it become 'normal.' The staff prescribes a diet that limits the blaziken's daily caloric intake, and devises an exercise regimen for it to follow in an attempt to make it lose enough weight to drop down to a more 'acceptable' size. Perhaps surgery is even proposed?
However, the blaziken does not see anything wrong with being big, and is unhappy with the treatment it is receiving. It continuously rebels against the staff, much to their chagrin. One day, the blaziken has had enough, and decides to escape and return either to the wild or its trainer.
That is where this picture comes in. The blaziken has somehow escaped its cell, and is sneaking around the facility in search of an exit, using its fire-powers to illuminate the dark hallways. It then learns that it is not the only fat pokemon being contained there, as a nearby grovyle is having an emotional breakdown, and a staff member is attempting to comfort it. Empathetic about the grovyle's scenario, the blaziken is inspired to attack the human and break the grovyle out, as well. But then the blaziken's stomach growls, alerting the guard to its presence, and is promptly returned back to its cell, much to its frustration.
That is the best my mind can create. If such a story existed, I would read that!
This blaziken is being contained at a facility operated by humans - if wild, then it was captured from its habitat and relocated here; if domesticated, then it was either sent here by its trainer or forcibly taken from its trainer by a greater authority. I do not see this as a pokemon-populated utopia, as a human is present in the background.
The goal of the facility is similar to that of a psychiatric ward, which is to 'correct' abnormalities within its patients. Seeing how extremely obese the blaziken is, it undoubtedly carries an aura that 'something is wrong with it' - say, a serious eating disorder - in the eyes of its staff, and so they have it contained to 'fix' this 'abnormality' and help it become 'normal.' The staff prescribes a diet that limits the blaziken's daily caloric intake, and devises an exercise regimen for it to follow in an attempt to make it lose enough weight to drop down to a more 'acceptable' size. Perhaps surgery is even proposed?
However, the blaziken does not see anything wrong with being big, and is unhappy with the treatment it is receiving. It continuously rebels against the staff, much to their chagrin. One day, the blaziken has had enough, and decides to escape and return either to the wild or its trainer.
That is where this picture comes in. The blaziken has somehow escaped its cell, and is sneaking around the facility in search of an exit, using its fire-powers to illuminate the dark hallways. It then learns that it is not the only fat pokemon being contained there, as a nearby grovyle is having an emotional breakdown, and a staff member is attempting to comfort it. Empathetic about the grovyle's scenario, the blaziken is inspired to attack the human and break the grovyle out, as well. But then the blaziken's stomach growls, alerting the guard to its presence, and is promptly returned back to its cell, much to its frustration.
That is the best my mind can create. If such a story existed, I would read that!
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