Red Stephie tribute post.
Red is a sweet-toothed, pleasantly plump, canine wizard created by Drake Fenwick of The Bros. Grinn, from his comic Crushed: The Doomed Kitty Adventures. (The comic’s no longer online, but you can purchase them in print or digitally here.) This comic, and Drake’s general art-style, can be easily summed up as “Sanrio-meets-Frazetta” with a huge penchant for cheesecake, especially boobs.
It took place in a D&D-esque world full of anthropomorphic adventurers searching dungeons for loot, and were all ostensibly immortal, as heroes would always respawn after death with a new body at the “Temple of Infinite Lives”, albeit without any equipment (and completely nude, that’s where the cheesecake angle comes in). The main character Crushed seems to be a very unlucky adventurer though, so the premise is that she (and anyone who tags along with her) would die a lot.
The story behind Red Stephie was that she was originally a fit and acrobatic thief. One day she was captured after breaking into an Orc fortress, and the Orcs only had two options for prisoners: become a gladiator in their arena, or become next Sunday’s dinner; and Red’s fighting stats weren’t high enough for the former.
Orcs apparently are excellent bakers, and Red is fattened up several stone when she first meets Crushed. After she teams up with Crushed and escapes, she decides to change her class to a Mage, as cloaks are the only thing that will fit her now.
All those confections awoke her true inner self, as she will dig into any sweets she comes across with reckless abandon. Aside from her appetite Red is quite the hedonist, as she will relentlessly hit on any girl (yes, she’s gay) she finds attractive.
Teeeehhehehehehehhehee. I guess I wouldn’t normally reblog a huge picture set like this but OMG.
Through Drake, and the SMT forums in general (i lurked hardcore, i was so shy), I guess I realized fat furries were a THING and got into drawing many years later. Which eventually came to affect my whole life in a good way, in a way far beyond a fetish or weird preference or whatever it is.
I was maybe 17 or 18, and I printed out a few of these on the family computer and protected them with my LIFE. Such memories.