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It's time to throw the gloves off.
In the words of Shang Tsung? "And now a taste, of what's to come." this is a small preview of my anubian from SecondLife, well a revamp of his design that is since I wanted to rock the tan look again so I hit up my pal Soren aka 
with a commission, gave him a rough idea of what's going on and left him with the rest. The end result? this wonderful madness. Now...in terms of background he's based off of my human character in 
's Ero Trainer comic since he's me just with more importance lol. Anywho, boring stuff coming up plus a nice lil saucy number we'll get to very shortly. Art belongs to , Ramon belongs to 
and CD Corp, Ero Trainer Saga and the small Rene mention belongs to .
Name: Ramon Mystiere
Age: 29
Gender: male
Orientation: Bi
Height: 6'10"
Weight: 300
Likes: monster energy, gaming, reading, working out, dark/dirty humor and training with his Tengu blade and sword.
Dislikes: stuffing, ice, certain people CD Corps and Dickenson.
Fears: drowning, being eaten alive (aka being vored) and hornets.
Ramon was on the run from someone, an unknown group was chasing him down a dead end in a dark forest. Turning around to face those chasing him Ramon let a small grin creep across his lips as he starred them all down. "You know? it's honestly been forever since I was the one on the run for a change, honestly got some good cardio in." He joked about dryly while watching the group unsheathe their weapons, gripping them with malicious intent as they slowly came forward to close the gap between themselves and the man before them. "I suppose you want a gold star to put on the fridge later? to show mommy you've been good lil turds while out on the field? well, I hate to break it to you kiddies but there's no gold stars today." he panted out while catching his breath, rubbing the blood off of his brow from the battle prior before he attempted a hasty escape.
"Well....ok, that was a lie. I do have SOME gold for you, just not the type you want." He said as he braced himself against the trees behind him while looking at the slowly approaching group. "Sorry Rene...looks like you'll be meeting the real me a lot sooner than I planned...." He muttered silently to himself as he closed his eyes before all went silent, a sudden flash of lightning lit the area up before a gust of wind bellowed in the area. "The Autumn Gales are mine to command. More ferocious than wildfires and more malleable than sand. I summon forth a whirlwind, one crafted with dawnbreak's light. To engulf the darkness and bring forth my might!!" His eyes open as a tornado surrounded his body, changing his shape and height as a shadow in the storm's eye took form as the winds grew stronger but instead of blowing them away or sucking them in it merely stood in place, a wall of pure air preventing them from reaching the figure inside.
The tornado died down as the figure emerged from with, draping his coat onto a nearby branch for now as he did some stretches while his gold eyes shimmered with renewed strength. "Sorry for the wait gentlemen, it's been forever since I let loose so forgive me if I'm a tad rusty." Ramon smirked as he clipped the tri-pointed fan onto his belt from behind, positioning it in a way so the sharp points don't spear his tail by accident as he looked the group down. "Now...your first mistake was thinking you could get out of this unharmed. Your second one? laying a hand on my Rene..." He glared intently at the group while raising his hand to the sky, a piercing light struck the ground only for a sword to take form as he pried it from the earth while looking the blade over. "Luciendar old friend, it's been far too long... shall we turn these dark willows into sublime cherries once more?" Ramon said with a smirk looking the longsword over, hinting the forest he's in will soon get a new stain of red as he looked up at the group once more.
The group seemed unfazed by this new obstacle as they gripped their weapons tighter, their charge picking up speed as they went forth against the jackal before them. "All you guys against me? d'awww....I feel special." Ramon chuckled out as he unclipped his fan, gripping the Tengu blade in one hand while he held Luciendar in the other. "If that's the case? come at me with all your might! any less and I might get bored." That grin of his grew as he charged at the group, blades in hand with the intent of painting the forest red with the darkness in their hearts. The only sounds that can be heard that day were agonizing screams and the clangs of metal colliding, a small gust of wind scattered some leaves with a faint whisper blowing forth into the night. "Don't fear the Reaper...he's just doing his job."
with a commission, gave him a rough idea of what's going on and left him with the rest. The end result? this wonderful madness. Now...in terms of background he's based off of my human character in 
's Ero Trainer comic since he's me just with more importance lol. Anywho, boring stuff coming up plus a nice lil saucy number we'll get to very shortly. Art belongs to , Ramon belongs to and CD Corp, Ero Trainer Saga and the small Rene mention belongs to .Name: Ramon Mystiere
Age: 29
Gender: male
Orientation: Bi
Height: 6'10"
Weight: 300
Likes: monster energy, gaming, reading, working out, dark/dirty humor and training with his Tengu blade and sword.
Dislikes: stuffing, ice, certain people CD Corps and Dickenson.
Fears: drowning, being eaten alive (aka being vored) and hornets.
Ramon was on the run from someone, an unknown group was chasing him down a dead end in a dark forest. Turning around to face those chasing him Ramon let a small grin creep across his lips as he starred them all down. "You know? it's honestly been forever since I was the one on the run for a change, honestly got some good cardio in." He joked about dryly while watching the group unsheathe their weapons, gripping them with malicious intent as they slowly came forward to close the gap between themselves and the man before them. "I suppose you want a gold star to put on the fridge later? to show mommy you've been good lil turds while out on the field? well, I hate to break it to you kiddies but there's no gold stars today." he panted out while catching his breath, rubbing the blood off of his brow from the battle prior before he attempted a hasty escape.
"Well....ok, that was a lie. I do have SOME gold for you, just not the type you want." He said as he braced himself against the trees behind him while looking at the slowly approaching group. "Sorry Rene...looks like you'll be meeting the real me a lot sooner than I planned...." He muttered silently to himself as he closed his eyes before all went silent, a sudden flash of lightning lit the area up before a gust of wind bellowed in the area. "The Autumn Gales are mine to command. More ferocious than wildfires and more malleable than sand. I summon forth a whirlwind, one crafted with dawnbreak's light. To engulf the darkness and bring forth my might!!" His eyes open as a tornado surrounded his body, changing his shape and height as a shadow in the storm's eye took form as the winds grew stronger but instead of blowing them away or sucking them in it merely stood in place, a wall of pure air preventing them from reaching the figure inside.
The tornado died down as the figure emerged from with, draping his coat onto a nearby branch for now as he did some stretches while his gold eyes shimmered with renewed strength. "Sorry for the wait gentlemen, it's been forever since I let loose so forgive me if I'm a tad rusty." Ramon smirked as he clipped the tri-pointed fan onto his belt from behind, positioning it in a way so the sharp points don't spear his tail by accident as he looked the group down. "Now...your first mistake was thinking you could get out of this unharmed. Your second one? laying a hand on my Rene..." He glared intently at the group while raising his hand to the sky, a piercing light struck the ground only for a sword to take form as he pried it from the earth while looking the blade over. "Luciendar old friend, it's been far too long... shall we turn these dark willows into sublime cherries once more?" Ramon said with a smirk looking the longsword over, hinting the forest he's in will soon get a new stain of red as he looked up at the group once more.
The group seemed unfazed by this new obstacle as they gripped their weapons tighter, their charge picking up speed as they went forth against the jackal before them. "All you guys against me? d'awww....I feel special." Ramon chuckled out as he unclipped his fan, gripping the Tengu blade in one hand while he held Luciendar in the other. "If that's the case? come at me with all your might! any less and I might get bored." That grin of his grew as he charged at the group, blades in hand with the intent of painting the forest red with the darkness in their hearts. The only sounds that can be heard that day were agonizing screams and the clangs of metal colliding, a small gust of wind scattered some leaves with a faint whisper blowing forth into the night. "Don't fear the Reaper...he's just doing his job."
Category All / Muscle
Species Jackal
Size 853 x 1280px
File Size 128.2 kB
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