Everything I’ve written and posted to this site.
I love twists and turns in stories, I love giving the readers a surprise. On top of that, my sense of humor is somewhat macabre. So here is Darkest Night, a story I wrote for Hallowe’en. Enjoy.
This is one of my sillier writings. Basically, it was me meeting my fursona. I had fun doing it.
I think this is my oldest furry work. The date is an educated guess, taken from a file I have describing the families used within the setting of this story.
The Willow Clearing setting is practically a rip-off of the Fern Hollow books of long ago, which I credit for sparking my interest in anthropomorphic animals—and almost 40 years later, I still have them!
This is the only story in the series I have written thus far, though I think it would be a nice series. Someday, I suppose.
A short piece that was my first shot at writing Furry Muscle, I am happy at the way this turned out. An old musclefur finds a new fan where it truly counts...
The title, of course, comes from Bilbo Baggin’s poem in The Lord Of The Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien.
Barynsk Bustfang
Tarnysk stumbles on a Faerie revel. Having no tale he can tell, he becomes their sport. Can he survive the night?
I thought the idea of a disabled musclefur was one that begged to be brought to light. No offence to anyone meant, but disabled furs are a very rare subject. The only artist I’ve seen draw one is Albert Temple (His character, Ernie, cannot walk). Disabled musclefurs are, as far as I have seen, nonexistant. So, I was wondering, why not a musclefur in a wheelchair? This story is the result.
All characters contained within are © Braford, with the exception of Josef, who is © me.
Josef Alreya would become a major character of mine, transforming into the aging parapelegic musclefur named Iosif Atlasov, the father-in-law of Dreysanius Acrutar. Here, however, his description is pretty sketchy.
This story was inspired by Erin Topping’s website WTF which is sadly no longer online. She thought it was quite good. Alas, I don’t have a site for her, and I’ve lost all contact.
This tale also appeared on Gene Catlow’s site, which shows you how much he liked it. When I wrote the story, I didn’t know Dodo Modo (who appears in it) was © someone else, so that character is used without permission, I’m afraid.
This story was in response to an art exchange that was taking place on FurAffinity. The order of pictures is thus:
And that’s where my story took off, with Jack about to get Gene Catlow drunk. The stories took a different direction, of course, but Gene and CatsWhisker found this an amusing possibility. The actual storyline continued as follows:
And, yes, this is a deliberate pun on The Devil Wears Prada.
I really did purchase a Ford Grenada for $1.00.
This was written in response to a comic series drawn by the late, lamented Gene Catlow. The comic is as follows:
Jesoran Tarnysk, father of Barinsk "Bustfang" Tarnysk, seeks out a new recruit, to continue the ancient tradition of tournament fighting.
Bryce tries to show his love by getting a tattoo.
This little series was based off of two pictures drawn for me by Vurmin—one of her about to wrestle Parondor, the other of her beating the crap out of Dreysanius.
Yes, it does also show wrestling as being preplanned. I used to be involved in professional wrestling myself, so I know a little bit about it.
2012 response to the art of Vurmin.
This little series was based off of two pictures drawn for me by Vurmin—one of her about to wrestle Parondor, the other of her beating the crap out of Dreysanius.
Yes, it does also show wrestling as being preplanned. I used to be involved in professional wrestling myself, so I know a little bit about it.
2013 response to the art of Vurmin.
This little series was based off of two pictures drawn for me by Vurmin—one of her about to wrestle Parondor, the other of her beating the crap out of Dreysanius.
Yes, it does also show wrestling as being preplanned. I used to be involved in professional wrestling myself, so I know a little bit about it.
This is the first story in a planned series of tales, sort of starring me as The Author. It's not entirely fiction, more like a diary of my life as an author.
Some more rambling from me as The Author. Includes some teasing of someone I admire that I call His Felinity, who has reason to think that I am evil.
Another work from my ROC years, this written for (and ultimately the only entry into the library of) Fort Darkmist, which I joined back in the late 1990s (I think) under the name Olkran BenDragon The Green; this is the same club I refer to in Journey To Fort Darkmist, in the Tales Of The Windschreiener Family. It’s also in the old poetry section of KinDraco Fortress.
If this poem seems a little out of character for a bunch of evil wolves, the BenDragon Brothers were more Lawful Evil (except Kharack the Indigo), while Khorloc was Chaotic Evil.
Also, I recognize that this isn’t a good poem, but hey, I found a usable word that starts with X
!
Kevin Malka of the Winnepeg Voyageurs finds himself a witness to the bad blood between the two toughest members of his team.
An interview with an FBA hopeful.
This was originally posted on the FBA forums, and thus takes place in that continuity.
Basically, Joseph The Parson
Davis of the Santa Ana Spectrums learned of churches in Denmark being ordered by the government to perform gay marriages and made a VERY ill-timed tweet protesting this, which basically torpedoed his career.
This is the tale of him dealing with his manager not long after.
As I said on FurAffinity (where it is also posted), this will NOT be a popular work of mine. And I don't care.
This is the first mission I wrote for a club called Moonshadow Island. King Nightskar wanted a certain cove, but it was inhabited by a colony of virtuous woodlanders. It was up to Loroch to rectify that problem.
This is the second mission I wrote for Moonshadow Island. Encouraged by Loroch’s success at the cove, King Nightskar sends Loroch and his family out to investigate a pair of ships sailing there.
In the third mission for Moonshadow Island, Eisenzahn has a run-in with a pike
This is the fourth mission I wrote for Moonshadow Island. Loroch and two of his sons return to the abandoned Fort Darkmist.
Incidently, Fort Darkmist was the first ROC club I ever joined. Its leaders, Ursus Pandion and Arctos Aponaphelma, are © their players—wherever they are.
This is the fifth and last mission I wrote for Moonshadow Island. While on a quest, Shtaragk claims his vampiric heritage.
This is the first (and ultimately only) mission I wrote for Empire of Sampetra: Imperial Navy Serving Ublaz (INSU for short), one of the biggest and most influential ROC roleplaying clubs. Loroch, Rolja, and Shtaragk deal with an infestation of lizards.
I Have No Idea What I’m Talking About
This was written for The Source (the Devry Calgary newsletter), and references an earlier article which I have since lost. This was based on what I read about the CSI: Crime Scene Investigation episode Fur And Loathing
. Later, I actually watched the episode.
My opinion did not improve.
This is an alternative to the Sums game I mention above.
This was basically the result of me goofing around with a chord progression. I think I came up with this between 2001 and 2003, when I was at Keyano College (it could have been after I graduated). I thought it sounded pretty cool.
By the way, the full name is: Musings On The C15 And Dm15 Chords (Or, Mr. Initial Man Had Nothing Better To Do)