

I'm on that bhutanese grown dark evil pack. they watered this with the blood of thirty six dragons. shit's so purple it should be asking you "where's Ronald." gamer. this shit'll set your pacemaker off. nuclear levels of sour.
I'm on that bhutanese grown dark evil pack. they watered this with the blood of thirty six dragons. shit's so purple it should be asking you "where's Ronald." gamer. this shit'll set your pacemaker off. nuclear levels of sour.
this guy was my first fursona, started shirtless all the time and tired and grumpy. Nowadays I like to imagine him as a little more outgoing and masculine, an ideal of my life given 4-5 years time. Of course we differ in a few ways but I still hold a strong attachment to max as a tribute to my past and future. Here's to more art of him in the future.
fucked up the proportions as well, just a doodle anyway I don't think it really matters :/