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So do you jack off to the idea of dying yourself or is it seeing someone else die? Also, how much money would you estimate you've spent on commissions?
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Does this transfer over to real people as well? Or just furry characters?
Like, do you Jack it to Porsche girl?
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So how long do you guys think this one will last? I'm going to bet he'll last until we start calling him a faggot.
Not surprised you spend what I can only assume is your autism benefit bux on other artists because your minecraft porn is retarded.
You're smug as fuck, aren't you? I'd call you sick, but that probably'll just give you a boner.
Not surprised you spend what I can only assume is your autism benefit bux on other artists because your minecraft porn is retarded.
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Why would you pay people for this? Surely it would be more fun to pick up a pencil and learn to draw?
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Stop trying to be some Thomas Eddison wannabe. The most reliable systems(and the most pictorial) are the simpliest ones.
Can be kinda hard actually. Or that's just me.
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Right, but that's the fun isn't it? Learning and watching yourself improve? It just seems like it would be more satisfying than paying hundreds of dollars (because even the shit artists charge $100+) for someone else to realize your fantasies.
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Absolutely. My theory is that the very strarting point is the hardest one for somebody doing it on his own. I kinda failed in that department. After some basics it becomes clear what do you need to work on. I'm going to try again at some point, just don't know where to start. But definetly not everyone have even mine attention span and patience. This starting point problem is why porn artists gain so much money.
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It's ok buddy. I still struggle with drawing too. We all gotta start somewhere
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5 figures over the last 10+ years.
And yes I do. Furx is my personal avatar, so anything happening to Furx I am imagining happening to myself and getting off to it as I'm getting offed. Even when I'm looking at pictures of someone else, I'm usually emphatizing with the victim in the image.
This is of course where the fantasy part comes in, I live (or die rather) vicariously through Furx in a safe way. I imagine, fap, cum, and then wipe myself off and I'm back in the "real world" alive and healthy. Feeling those emotions and the imaginary pain are thrilling to me when there is no actual danger.
I have no desire to cause actual harm on myself or anyone else in real life, any more than most people who like playing terrorists in Counterstrike want to go visit downtown Oklahoma with a truck. Anyone who wants to do any of this sort of shit in real life (whether to themselves or others) needs help.
I had to google who that was. No, absolutely not something I would fap to. I don't seek out RL gore material, though being in the circles I run in, I have inevitably seen some. Shit like taliban beheadings and such also doesn't turn me on.
I do have a collection of acted fetish videos (I am human after all and still attracted to humans), but those are fictional and I know it. Nobody has suffered for real for them.
Death in real life is sad, in fantasy you can ignore all the pain and loss other people suffer as result of it. I have in fact helped a few people with getting over their RL suicidal thoughts.
Haha. Yeah. Those minecraft images were done for shits and giggles based on stupid shit we did on a multiplayer server. But they turned out to be surprisingly popular for the minimal effort they took to make. Also thanks for reminding me that I need to go fill in the application for this month's gov gravy train so I can commission more shit.
As for faggot, I am a queer-ass fag (well, bi, but close enough). I'm also a newfag here and many other urban dictionary fag definitions, so fag away at me.
Not that I'm planning on becoming a regular poster, but I figured I'd drop by to finally say hi, since I've seen myself popping up here every now and then over the years. I'll check by occasionally. Besides, we gotta pace this shit out, there's only so many ways you can milk a lolcow before it gets stale and repetitive.
Because it is more efficient use of my time. I can do something I'm good at in exchange for money which I can then give to someone else in exchange for something they are good at doing. Win-win.
I like the way you think, the mirror especially is a nice touch. Although, Furx's in-character persona is a mad scientist, so he is supposed to be a T.E. (or more like Nicola Tesla) wannabe of snuff contraptions.
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That's like, at least $1,000 a year!
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Darn, I forgot that not anybody posesses the same contexts as I do. So, this picture is a joke abou how jocks are so narcissistic, that it sometimes crosses the line of autohomosexuality. Why rooster head? Because where I live it means homosexuals of a worse kind or can be used as an insult. It came from prison lingo, where it was used to describe an inmate of the lowest possible standing in the prison hierarchy, oftenly a passive homosexual.
That's all, folks
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I regret subjecting myself to this thread.
You are truly one unique individual...
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not when you consider the furry context. they're all whales, degenerates, or degenerate whales.
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Cool, thanks for actually replying instead of sperging out over being made fun of a bit. Might I humbly suggest Furx being gored by an oversized kiwi bird?
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Snuff stuff is honestly a lot more common than people want to think. I think it's more rarer in furry than it is OUT of furry, because "nooo what are you doing to that cute animal
"I Blame a lot of old horror, too. Western stuff had a trope of being anti-sex. Killers jumping out on young couples romping in their cars. Other cultures like Italian stuff was overly sexualized.
It boils down to an extreme sub/dom context where the peril 'climaxes' with death. Like Furx explained, a lot of them just enjoy the variety of different scenarios and then 'respawning' so they can do it all over again. In real life, you can't do that. So luckily most just enjoy fantasy junk.
It more surprises me it's a dude being the victim, honestly. If you were around in the early internet days and recall shock lists, I know death fetish sites like CuteDeadGuys was one popular one. That was mostly the niche of gay dudes. Most snuff fans seem to be dommy dudes who like killing sub chicks.
On very rare occassions, people with actual depression do end up self fetisizing their own mental illness and suicidality. I've seen that develop, and even linger once they got medical help. In that case I think those folk are more of a danger, albeit only to themselves, because of that inability to let go of that idealized view of death. I know a couple of snuff fans on FA hanged themselves. Accidentally or on purpose, who knows. It's known not to fuck with real life stuff without a person there to help you. The cause of death often gets covered up from the normies.
Lets get really unique!
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The moment I saw Benedict, I knew I’d draw him someday. Who is he, you may ask? He’s a one-off character that appeared in one episode of the new Animaniacs. I’ve… never actually seen the whole episode, or even anything else from the show. But I’ve seen Benedict, and that’s all I need to see! Take a look at these clips to get an idea for his character…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kUWO1HUfyqs
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Thb5GRf9Js
As you can see, he is very passionate about the stage! But while being a dragon is certainly a boon, there aren’t very many roles for one, and live theater experience will only get you so far when you haven’t had any actual roles in hundreds of years. There is always one way to make a name for yourself around Hollywood, though… but it’s not glamorous.
You know how much I love big monsters in a tiny room like that last Digimon piece I did. Moments where anyone inside of it is FORCED to take in the beast's presence (or better yet, pressed against it). And a casting director would be forced to do just that should Benedict find himself before one, hopeful to land a part that would fall within his range of talents. But watching that enormous, beautiful, auric reptile recite, react, sing, and dance presents a talent he doesn’t even know he has-- especially when it comes time for him to perform the love scene, which is a VERY important scene! It’s so important, if you were the casting director, you may want to help Benedict read his lines by playing one of the roles! If there is no such role in the production he’s trying out for, well, an actor’s ability to improv is also vital, so why not test him on those grounds anyway?
But an actor doesn’t just have to know the part, he also has to look the part. Brain instructed Benedict that he had to be “large and intimidating,” and he did decently! But I still got a kind of playful, fuzzy feeling from him. Let’s be honest, though, Brain wasn’t a real director. I, however, am, and I am making that claim based on the fact I have seen FIVE MOVIES. I say if you want “large and intimidating,” his face isn’t where you should be looking. If you want a real measure of a dominant male, tell Benedict to put his cock on FULL display, then and there! He can discuss his credentials and training while he does, as long as he’s stroking his shaft so you can see what you’re working with. There’s gotta be an actual helmet under that hood too, so be sure to tell him to pull the skin back-- this isn’t a comedy, don’t want any giggles in the audience. Those balls gotta be dynamic and eye-catching too, so don’t forget to task Benedict with spreading his legs and displaying how much bounce his dragon nuts have! There really isn’t a whole lot of space for him in that cramped audition room, so he may have to just back his rear up and just drop his scrotum right on the director’s table. Give his big ol’ pucker a good lookover too. If it’s going to be seen by millions of people on the silver screen, gotta make sure it knows how to wink at them just right-- not like we have movie-making technology or costumes that can conceal that sort of thing, this isn’t magic.
So, uh, how long do you think it will take Benedict to catch on? I mean, he has been isolated for such a long time; does he know how much the industry has changed? You gotta grease the wheels to get the big parts! That’s why it’s the casting COUCH, not the casting CHAIR. Though Benedict would need a casting inflatable-air-bag-they-use-for-stunts, but we’re not made of money here. He’s lived his entire life in a cave, he can manage. But will his pride? His dignity? Will he be willing to go through with it once he realizes what must be done for him to become a star?
Well, I have provided several versions for just that reason!
RELUCTANT VERSION:
In this one, he is not very keen on what he’s being asked. But still, he shamefully spreading his legs, bargains with himself that it is for the good of his career, and assures himself that some sacrifices must be made in order to make one’s dreams come true. Is it the path to stardom he hoped for? Most certainly not! But it’s guaranteed, and that counts for a LOT in the film industry. He will be groped. He will be pulled. He will be entered in all manners of places he never even thought he ever would or COULD be entered. Before each time, he will rumble with a lamentful sigh, “If that is what pleases you.” Sure, you may be a tiny, paltry little critter to him in terms of stature. But his future as an actor, THAT you can hold in your hands, and with it, you can instruct him to partake in any lewd, degenerate, disgusting act, no matter how degrading or shameful it may be. It is there that his acting skills will be put to their truest test: his ability to say “Fill me with your cum and piss! I’m a worn, gay dragon whore, a worthless old fucktoy for every horny little creature who wants use my sloppy, wrinkly holes for his pleasure, so please, treat me like one!” when every word sickens him from his skin to his stomach. That’s showbiz, baby.
EAGER VERSION:
But what if he’s not as innocent as he looks? Perhaps Benedict didn’t need any encouragement at all to come up with that banger of a line (and shouts it loud enough for the auditioners in the other room to hear)! Maybe HE’S the one wanting to expand YOUR horizons the moment he finds out you’ve taken such an interest in him! Bring the director, bring the producers, I mean, hell, bring the gaffers! They’re all welcome to get a taste of dragon if it’ll earn him favor on the set! Theater folk are an eccentric bunch after all, and he’s always wanted to be as big of a star at the after party as he is in Tinseltown. The kind where Benedict’s tailhole AND cockhole are penetrated and over again by men he’s never met and doesn’t even see because he’s too busy slobbering all over some other guy’s cock whose name he’s already forgotten. Will he ever actually meet any of the people whose cum he’s getting filled with? Doesn’t matter. They know the right people. That’s the important part.
CLUELESS VERSION:
Or maybe Benedict really is that naïve! Perhaps he doesn’t know that the art of film extends beyond what you see on stages and projectors, and can even be made for the boudoir. He simply saw an ad for a production called Lizard Lemon Party and thought, “I’m a lizard! I’m yellow! I should be a shoe-in!” Unfortunately, when he mentions his “four centuries of tap,” they may be more interested in the “four centuries” part than the “tap.” Benedict would be caught particularly off-guard when he’s asked how saggy his nuts are and how far each testicle can drape over both sides of another dragon’s snout. Would he be prepared for questions such as “Do you have any trouble getting an erection?” and “Can you remain flaccid for at least five minutes while having your penis vigorously sucked by another male dragon?”, and would he know the answer they want for both is “Yes?” Benedict is so guileless about what kind of tryout he’s walked in on, his first response to how long he can hold his breath would be how he gave the orchestra time to stretch in the middle of his last performance of Il Mio Tesoro. But that’s a good thing, because they say the other dragons they have on for this project are BIG. Why that matters is a mystery to poor old Benedict, but the real question is whether or not he’ll still be on board once he puts the pieces together.
Hey, everyone has to start somewhere, right?
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Easter basket from hell
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Horrible. But I would love seeing it as a boss in some horror game, it really has that vibe.
Some of these people should have gone into that field
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Reminds me of that Godzilla creepy pasta with that red demon-spider thing that chases after you.
Maybe we'll literally be old enough to see something like this in reality. Lets see if the lady in red will drop her wine glass.