Tinselfire
@tinselfire.bsky.social
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Climbing the mountain. Painter, writer, game developer. NSFW when I feel like it. AI will be blocked on sight. Also find me on: deviantart.com/tinselfire furaffinity.net/user/tinselfire
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Think a new pinned post is long overdue!

I'm a self-taught Swedish artist with a backround in academic game development. I currently work part time as an art instructor with senior citizens while developing a tabletop roleplaying game.
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From the sketchbook, coloured pencils and ink. In another time, another place...

Height of the River Forge civil war. As BPM storm Saffron Bridge effectively putting an end to the Moriones terror campaign, they are led by their strangest ally on his last ride.

#riverforge #mereanimals #furry
Coloured pencil sketch of an anthropomorphic genet on an elaborate semi-shelled recumbent electric bike, with a warband of anthropomorphic mammals taking up positions in the background against a foggy futuristic city.

Something is obviously wrong with the rider. His jaw is hanging open and his head and fingers are taped to the rollbar and handlebars respectively. He appears to be deceased.
tinselfire.bsky.social
But perhaps that is not quite how the story ends, and there is more to it when Bodies Per Minute claim old funny hardass uncle Alcide rides on into legend, down his beloved bike route.

Because River Forge has plenty of secrets, and they never found his body nor his bike.
tinselfire.bsky.social
In the years following the civil war, others took over the bike shop where he left off. Others continued to pressure the River Forge board when the bike lanes were on the table, and the Traam greasers never lacked an extra pair of paws. Many stepped in to fill the void left by old Alcide.
tinselfire.bsky.social
BPM mourned their dead and celebrated their victory as they always do, raving wild with peak volume and smoke and screaming - until exactly 10 PM when they immediately moved on to the next neighbourhood in silence, as Alcide always expected of them.
tinselfire.bsky.social
There is no winning against the dead. He rode deaf to their insults, their guns and blades could no longer hurt them, and one by one he ran the Moriones down. BPM as well suffered grave casualties, the controls passing from paw to paw until the link was cut and the stabilized bike circled aimlessly.
tinselfire.bsky.social
Nobody else would have done it, thinking it absurdly disrespectful. BPM, however, did exactly what he would have expected of them.

So it was that the day BPM stormed Saffron Bridge and effectively put an end to the Moriones, old Alcide made good on his promise and rode out first to meet them.
tinselfire.bsky.social
BPM did not hesitate. Among the countless gadgets Alcide had tinkered with over the years was a remote control for electric bikes, and this they to the best of their ability fitted in a touring halfshell. They dressed him in his tracksuit and seated him secured with engineering tape; his favourite.
tinselfire.bsky.social
BPM found Alcide dead in his flat behind the store. Nobody knows what did him in; legend says his heart was a Savitari construct forced on him in captivity, that it was only to be expected it would fail him in his hour of need.

If anybody else had found him, his last wish would have gone unheeded.
tinselfire.bsky.social
The Moriones answered only with insults and shots fired, and Alcide left warning if they weren't gone by the following night he would return and clear the bridge himself. BPM knew to take this at face value and gathered overnight to retake the bridge, yet come morning there was no sign of Alcide.
tinselfire.bsky.social
When the city fighting escalated and reached Saffron Bridge, BPM were driven out and the Moriones seized the Northern end, the old genet cycled out and confronted the musteline supremacists. Ostensibly to demand they unblock the bike lane, but not without sharing his thoughts on their life choices.
tinselfire.bsky.social
One thing that was clear was as nebulous and kept to himself as they were, Alcide stood uncompromisingly by his values, and expected no less of others. Perhaps that is why he took a liking to BPM - and it certainly was why the Moriones made themselves his enemies.
tinselfire.bsky.social
Quite often he was arguing with the Traam greasers over their, in his eyes, poor respect for the network schedules, and just as often he could be found under their streetcars checking their powerpaks and joining them laughing over prawn roast in the evening.
tinselfire.bsky.social
Nobody knew just how old Alcide was nor where he came from, but everyone in the neighbourhood knew him. Every other day for the past 30 years he had been feuding with the River Forge city board to keep obscure bike lanes open, and as often he joined habitat maintenance unbidden to pull weeds.
tinselfire.bsky.social
Some say he serviced the BPM audio for free, that jailbroke weapons that found their way into their paws, or that he just treated them with decency and was treated likewise. Maybe he was the funny uncle, maybe he always had their backs since "they're good girls". Maybe a little of all those things.
tinselfire.bsky.social
There are not many people Bodies Per Minute afford their wholehearted respect. One of them was Alcide, the proprietor of the bike shop in the alley two streets down from Saffron Bridge. What exactly he did to win this respect nobody knows; BPM are not known for concise nor serious answers.
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OUTLOOK (2025)
Acrylic on Canvas - 12” x 9”

All of my Lumen paintings feature a figure struggling to reach the light, against seemingly overwhelming travails. In OUTLOOK we see the moment of breakthrough and discovery, a daunting obstacle overcome.

www.michaelwhelan.com/shop/outlook/
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A boy rests on a ledge to peer out an open panel in a huge concrete facade that is divided into recessed rectangles. At the intersection of the concrete support beams, the cross braces rust over. Each rectangle on the wall contains a different shape (circle, hexagon, 8-pointed star) sealed and closing off the view outside. Below the boy, a panel tumbles down as he props his hand on the rusted metal frame. Beyond is blue-gray sky.
tinselfire.bsky.social
From the sketchbook, coloured pencils and ink. In another time, another place...

Height of the River Forge civil war. As BPM storm Saffron Bridge effectively putting an end to the Moriones terror campaign, they are led by their strangest ally on his last ride.

#riverforge #mereanimals #furry
Coloured pencil sketch of an anthropomorphic genet on an elaborate semi-shelled recumbent electric bike, with a warband of anthropomorphic mammals taking up positions in the background against a foggy futuristic city.

Something is obviously wrong with the rider. His jaw is hanging open and his head and fingers are taped to the rollbar and handlebars respectively. He appears to be deceased.
tinselfire.bsky.social
Why does anybody *need* this? There's 30 years of erotica just freely available online already with more added every single day.
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southpawlynx.bsky.social
"Confessor XVII"

Played the game "Dread Delusion" recently. Has really cool visual design and intriguing writing/world building
tinselfire.bsky.social
I had no idea, but I'm also not surprised in the least.
tinselfire.bsky.social
This is what the geography of Morrowind looks like under realistic skooma effects. I like.
tinselfire.bsky.social
Something like this. An otter samurai carrying an odachi with a rosary hanging off the exposed blade. I don't remember the colour of the coat, or if the (proper) right shoulder was exposed. The description where it was originally published mentioned samurai resting arms inside the coats specifically
tinselfire.bsky.social
Mantis Warrior?

Dorian Hawkmoon? o.o
tinselfire.bsky.social
I know exactly one guy under 40 who knows who Marilyn Monroe was. He wouldn't want this.
tinselfire.bsky.social
Or on second thought, maybe not. They didn't suck up electricity or rare metals so they had that going, but I don't think these got 100+ preventable bomb murders to answer for yet. We'll see.