Tales of the College Boxing Club
-- Work from 2020 --
When Chris and Marx decide to lace up for another spar in the boxing club they attend after classes are dismissed, the two foxes never mess around. Each and every quarrel, be it a match or a short spar always ends with both lads getting carried away, sometimes a little too much for their own sakes.
Frankie was on the edge of his seat as he saw Marx and Chris punching each other like there was no tomorrow in either's agenda, though in the end it was Chris who bit far more than he could chew as Marx's trademark "Cheek Check" left him cross-eyed, eventually falling flat with his eyes rolled to whites, right unto the mat, where he'd snore a few hours away until eventually waking up. Marx take both out for some pizza later, and this time it was Chris time to pay up. The poor sod.
Chris, Marx and Frankie who isn't shown in the picture but is (sorta) present in the small story above, all belong to me.
~ Zoro Dice
When Chris and Marx decide to lace up for another spar in the boxing club they attend after classes are dismissed, the two foxes never mess around. Each and every quarrel, be it a match or a short spar always ends with both lads getting carried away, sometimes a little too much for their own sakes.
Frankie was on the edge of his seat as he saw Marx and Chris punching each other like there was no tomorrow in either's agenda, though in the end it was Chris who bit far more than he could chew as Marx's trademark "Cheek Check" left him cross-eyed, eventually falling flat with his eyes rolled to whites, right unto the mat, where he'd snore a few hours away until eventually waking up. Marx take both out for some pizza later, and this time it was Chris time to pay up. The poor sod.
Chris, Marx and Frankie who isn't shown in the picture but is (sorta) present in the small story above, all belong to me.
~ Zoro Dice
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Doodle
Species Fox (Other)
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