#flekk

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"So, Flekk, what do you think of your girlfriend's absence? Aren't you at least a little bit worried about her?" – Anonymous

"She's not my- okay, fine, whatever. Let's just say she is my girlfriend, for the sake of it," Flekk huffed as he gingerly picked out some stubborn grains of sand out from between his raptor's scales.

"I haven't heard much, especially since my krewe and I arrived in this area. Being a mostly human-populated area, I'd imagine other Asura to stick out like a sore thumb around here."

"But back to the question at hand. I'm sure she's probably doing fine, she can certainly survive and thrive on her own. Perhaps...no news is good news? Hmph. Move along, you nosy busybody."

Flekk made a shooing motion with his free hand, and turned his attention back to his raptor.

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Flekk

Can you give me this look of yours? This tainting and humiliating one? Stripping me with only your eyes Dirtying me with only your words Breaking me with only your hands As long as you mark me you'll always be with me, be mine I saw your moonlight today and I thought I'd die I died so many times looking it in the eye It was the moment I realized I felt something Something I shouldn't feel In the end after all denying Your moonlight is more beautiful Your moonlight is better Than the unbearable sunlight I am So mark me 'til dusk arises I want to feel important

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Boxers! Briefs!

Inspired by this clip from Courage the Cowardly Dog.

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codemonkey-itazuramono:

"Flekk, exactly -how much- have you had to drink today?" Makkai asks, not quite sure if she should take photos of the scene before her for posterity, "You do realize that's not me you're snuggled up against, right?"

"...Huh?" he mumbled in response to Makkai's inquiry, "It's so fuzzy though...What is it then?"

He raised his hands in confusion, managing to push his fingers into the springer's belly fur before being kicked unhappily by the large creature. The drunk warrior belched and fell on his bottom.

"I think it punched me. How can a blanket come to life to hit me?

Flekk grasped at the springer's floppy ears and pulled himself up clumsily. The springer bounced up high into the air, aiming to shake off and knock Flekk over once he was back on his feet.

"Hey, that's no way to treat a friend!" Makkai shouted, waving her arms around...

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“I thought you should know, I saw you kissing Makkai.” – Anonymous

"Oh, haha, yes indeed I did!" Nakkt replied, showing off a toothy grin, "She punched out one of my back teeth and I probably swallowed it. Heh! But if you're talking about her as Flekk's mate..."

The grumpy warrior bared his teeth in warning at Nakkt, before muttering a flat, "No."

"...The answer is an automatic no on anything about Makkai. End of story. Shut up an' piss off, you glitchin' rumor-monger," Flekk added, before turning around on the barstool again to finish his drink.

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Flekk’s Song [I Don’t Like Me Anymore]

[Sung to the tune of 'I Don't Like Me Anymore' by NOFX]

♪ One morning I woke up, scratched my balls and eyes, I looked into the mirror, and got a big surprise – I don't know who this Asura is, but I've seen his face before – A face I don't want to have to face; I don't think I like me anymore.

When I patrol my district, people seem to dart away; I wish I could remember all the shitty things I say. Then one day I heard Makkai say something I've never heard before – 'You've done so much for me; I love you'...but does she like me anymore?

Someone lock the door, I don't like me anymore! Here comes Nakkt's groupie whores, I don't like this anymore! I've heard this story twice before; I don't like me anymore! My krewe's acting ‘hardcore’, do they like me anymore?

Was it something that I've done, was it something that I've said? Now was I blackout drunk? Did I dropkick someone's head? I turn on the TV, and I don't like what I see; There's an old Peacemaker acting like a jerk and that jerk looks a lot like me!

Someone lock the door, I don't like me anymore! Here comes Nakkt's groupie whores, I don't like this anymore! I've heard this story twice before: I don't like me anymore! My krewe's acting ‘hardcore’, do they like me anymore?

Catastrophe uncertain, Nakkt broke my light, I tore his curtains. Disorganized – forgot to lock the door...

Drag me 'cross the floor, I don't like me anymore. I'm bruised, bloodied, and sore, I don't like me anymore. My krewe says they like me; that's three out of four. A never-ending story, a filibustering bore!

Shout a drunken roar, I don't like me anymore! Why does being nice to others feel like such a chore? I'm a drunk old sod, the booze makes up my core; A sober fact I wish I can ignore...I don't like me anymore. ♪

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codemonkey-itazuramono:

Either C2 or D6 for Flekk. :P B6 for Piritta, B4 for Iryna

Haha, these were fun to do. Still need a lot of practice with Charr anatomy and facial expressions (let alone drawing clothes on them), but I'm liking how these preliminary sketches are turning out.

Captions on images. Original expression drawing meme here.

Nevermind the signatures; they're for when I upload each separate pic to Instagram.

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A quick sketch of Ziiko and a rare look at Flekk with his hair down.

[hidden lines is where his hair is when usually up]