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Choose Your Fighter: Skunky (Description Added)
It was a quarter past 3 when the exhausted skunk clocked out from work for the evening... and stepped out right into the middle of The Warped World.
He wasn’t sure how he had ended up in a surreal dimension that seemed parallel to our own, save for the twisted grins plastered on the faces of every passerby he met. And why did they seem to be watching him, every single one turning to meet his gaze as he walked by. “I wonder what their deal is... 😥” Skunky wondered nervously to himself as he passed by the alleyway and stumbled upon two of the townsfolk eating another, who was just smiling away at the terrified skunk as his bones were being picked clean.
.......Now’s probably the best time to run.
Not too proud of the cloud of spray he left behind as he fled, at least the acrid stench immediately killed off all intent to pursue from the townsfolk, leaving the petrified mustelid to sprint on auto-pilot and race through the same door he came in, hoping that he’d be back in the city, but to his surprise he found himself standing outside of the entrance to a wrestling ring with a defining roar filling the air.
Confused, he collapses to the ground, his body finally acknowledging that he needed rest. A 12 hour shift was bad enough without having to sprint through whatever Hellraiser nightmare he just came from. Of course, he didn’t even understand why or how he got there in the first place, but that didn’t matter. He was tired, exhausted and drenched with sweat, which didn’t help to lessen the telltale fumes wafting through his shoes.
As he lay there with his heart and breathing slowly steadying, he heard a gruff voice above him telling him to get ready because his match was next. Unable to convince the reptilian creature to that he didn’t know what was going on and just wanted to go home, Skunky sighed and continued to lay on the floor. For all of 5 minutes, the skunk slept peacefully...
.....until the Battle Conch was blown, jolting him to his feet with a startled hiss. Before he knew it, he was being pushed towards the entrance by two burly guards wearing gas masks (seriously, were his feet that bad?) and told to wait for his cue. Skunky let out a huge yawn and stretch as he waited, until his opponent was ready.
He had no clue what was going on, but all Skunky wanted to do was get back home and finally get the peace that he needs.
As a fighter, Skunky is considered an all-arounder with a focus on zoning and space controlling techniques. Able to kick off both shoes as projectiles, they release mild poison tick damage to any foe standing in the wafting shoes until he slides them back on. He has access to a command chain-grab that leads to some serious fumigation and a few stinky lingering projectiles besides his shoes. He also relies on smelly kicks and an unorthodox fighting style that keeps most of his foes on their toes... and under his! 😋
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Holy crap, I love how this turned out! 🤩🤩🤩
VinVulpis is a master of spritework, able to pump out such detailed characters that they could be seamlessly added to an SNK fighter and nobody would bat an eyelash. The amount of work that went into this is remarkable and I can’t thank you enough for your hard work, Vin. 😃😁
Pixel-Art Prodigy: VinVulpis
Smelly-Shoed Skunk:
psycoskunk420
He wasn’t sure how he had ended up in a surreal dimension that seemed parallel to our own, save for the twisted grins plastered on the faces of every passerby he met. And why did they seem to be watching him, every single one turning to meet his gaze as he walked by. “I wonder what their deal is... 😥” Skunky wondered nervously to himself as he passed by the alleyway and stumbled upon two of the townsfolk eating another, who was just smiling away at the terrified skunk as his bones were being picked clean.
.......Now’s probably the best time to run.
Not too proud of the cloud of spray he left behind as he fled, at least the acrid stench immediately killed off all intent to pursue from the townsfolk, leaving the petrified mustelid to sprint on auto-pilot and race through the same door he came in, hoping that he’d be back in the city, but to his surprise he found himself standing outside of the entrance to a wrestling ring with a defining roar filling the air.
Confused, he collapses to the ground, his body finally acknowledging that he needed rest. A 12 hour shift was bad enough without having to sprint through whatever Hellraiser nightmare he just came from. Of course, he didn’t even understand why or how he got there in the first place, but that didn’t matter. He was tired, exhausted and drenched with sweat, which didn’t help to lessen the telltale fumes wafting through his shoes.
As he lay there with his heart and breathing slowly steadying, he heard a gruff voice above him telling him to get ready because his match was next. Unable to convince the reptilian creature to that he didn’t know what was going on and just wanted to go home, Skunky sighed and continued to lay on the floor. For all of 5 minutes, the skunk slept peacefully...
.....until the Battle Conch was blown, jolting him to his feet with a startled hiss. Before he knew it, he was being pushed towards the entrance by two burly guards wearing gas masks (seriously, were his feet that bad?) and told to wait for his cue. Skunky let out a huge yawn and stretch as he waited, until his opponent was ready.
He had no clue what was going on, but all Skunky wanted to do was get back home and finally get the peace that he needs.
As a fighter, Skunky is considered an all-arounder with a focus on zoning and space controlling techniques. Able to kick off both shoes as projectiles, they release mild poison tick damage to any foe standing in the wafting shoes until he slides them back on. He has access to a command chain-grab that leads to some serious fumigation and a few stinky lingering projectiles besides his shoes. He also relies on smelly kicks and an unorthodox fighting style that keeps most of his foes on their toes... and under his! 😋
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Holy crap, I love how this turned out! 🤩🤩🤩
VinVulpis is a master of spritework, able to pump out such detailed characters that they could be seamlessly added to an SNK fighter and nobody would bat an eyelash. The amount of work that went into this is remarkable and I can’t thank you enough for your hard work, Vin. 😃😁Pixel-Art Prodigy:
VinVulpisSmelly-Shoed Skunk:
psycoskunk420
Category All / General Furry Art
Species Skunk
Size 402 x 387px
File Size 21.2 kB
I was thinking about using my shoes as projectiles that kinda function like Cody’s knife (interactable prop/weapon) that do a small, but rapid DoT tick if the foe is near them on the ground. Also, he may have a special ‘ground-pound’ that involves pressing their face into his reeking sneaker for a few seconds. 😋
You’d have to commission VinVulpis to get one. I didn’t make it, but it’s only $40USD and I’d say that’s a great deal. 😁
VinVulpis to get one. I didn’t make it, but it’s only $40USD and I’d say that’s a great deal. 😁 
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