Character descriptions

Here's Wendell's character description on FurryMuck (as of 3/11/01):

Wendell is a plump, grizzled old gentlefox. His obese white-furred body is dressed formally in a snug-fitting old fashioned tweed suit, with waistcoat. A large belly seems to pour down from his torso down into his trousers, filling out the vest tightly and softly covering his thick thighs. Those pants stretch around his backside, clinging to his blubbery rump that shakes when he walks. A thick white brush of tail swishes about idly and adds to that quirky movement.
The old fox's dark, squinty eyes hide behind a tiny pair of round spectacles. Long, luxurious moustaches point out to the sides of his muzzle, and the fur on his pudgy cheeks is groomed into a thick, bushy beard that rolls down his chest to terminate somewhere atop the swell of his belly. A gentle smile forms on his lips, hinting at quiet mirth and fun times. His plump pinkish cheeks dimple deeply when he grins fully, showing off his bright teeth and his merry humour. Short tufted ears flicker and cock to emphasize his mood or to catch little noises around him.
The ancient fox waddles along easily, despite his great weight; "Gramps" hardly seems to need the well-worn wooden cane he carries. With each strong step he takes, his soft blubbery body jiggles in hundreds of places. From his bare clawed toes to the tips of his ears, Wendell stands shy of five and a half feet tall. His shortish form carries over 520 pounds of soft flesh, and he seems almost proud of the fact; often, he idly runs his paws over his broad belly or tugs his tight waistcoat down to accent his paunch. His coat pocket contains a battered, blackened briar pipe, which he regularly uses to enjoy his favourite sweet tobacco.

Wendell has a familiar spirit/companion/evil twin named Syddney. Sydd's almost the exact opposite
of Wendell, even though they share the same face. Here's Sydd's description (updated 3/11/01):

This chubby arctic fox appears young, perhaps in his mid-twenties, but his carriage and mannerisms seem more fit for an older being. His dark eyes are somber, lined, squinty and somewhat tired-looking. His plump face is thickly jowled and whiskery at the edges; his dusty white muzzle-fur is edged with long, brushy hairs shaped into a moustache. Sydd speaks with a deep, soft-yet-commanding voice that holds traces of a lazy drawl. His fur and clothing smell slightly of cigar smoke and mild musk. This fox walks with a slow but sturdy waddle, curling his long tail-brush a bit and jiggling his belly with each step.
He is bulky and broad-shouldered, powerfully built but filled out with the fat from many overindulgences. Syddney wears a black buttondown shirt with the top fastener undone, dark charcoal-coloured trousers held up by springy elastic suspenders, and an old battered brown tweed cap. His bulging pectorals and pillowy paunch fill out the fabric snugly, but not to any extreme. His collar is partially hidden by the sagging roll of fat under his chin, which bulges and wobbles when he speaks or turns his head. His portly body carries over 325 pounds at his height of 5'8".

Oscar is the chief of security at The Inferno Mall, a business that Wendell set up with his partners, MetalFox and Wurragurr. Here's the scoop on the big minotaur guard (updated 11/2/99):

Oscar is a tall, broad, muscular minotaur, dressed as a security guard...? The whole idea of a bull rent-a-cop might seem laughable, if he weren't cut into such an imposing form. Easily ten feet tall, this fur's wide chest and bulging arms scream of raw muscular power. His massive body stretches out a powder blue uniform shirt and dark navy slacks. Arms thick as tree trunks end in wickedly clawed ham-sized fists. His barrel-like thighs tense and bulge under his trousers; huge hoofs clip-clop along as he plods his 1400 pounds of bulk forward. A tail hangs like a lazy whip from his tight rump, swinging its tufted end with the barest hint of nervous agitation.
The minotaur's face carries a calm, almost bored expression, and though his bovine visage may give him a clueless appearance, his dull black eyes seem to hold a deep intelligence and tell of his deft skill. His sharp canines give you the clue that this big bull is just as comfortable eating meat as greens. Shiny horns almost two feet long curl from Oscar's furrowed temples. A thick brush of shaggy brown mane winds down his neck and under his shirt; behind, this long fur is pulled into a neat braid that ropes halfway down his hulking back.
A wide belt of black leather is fastened around the guard's waist, carrying the tools of his trade. The heavy 75 caliber five-shot revolver to his right may seem like too much firepower for his stint as a mall guard, but the weapon does appear small next to Oscar's thick hands. The big bull looks like he'd be more suited to carry a nasty battle axe than the long billy club that swings at his side. Other accessories for his job include a pair of oversize stainless steel pawcuffs and a squawky hand held radio.
Oscar is the chief of security at The Inferno Mall, a large retail complex catering to furs of varying adult tastes, but specializing in feeding, weight gain, vore and macro/microphilia. Feel free to ask him about the mall, or visit it at [t tim].

Mordecai's another character of mine. He's a big alligator, always slyly looking for ways to sneak a meal. Here's his starting morph, somewhere around 1250 pounds. (updated 3/11/01):

Before you is a large gruff-looking alligator morph, maybe six feet tall when standing on his short hind legs. He wears a pair of very worn and smelly denim overalls that cover much his scaly hide. The gator stands there lazily, slyly passing his eyes around the room and waiting for something... His heavy tail drags behind him as he waddles along, thrashing back and forth with each step. Mordecai loves to eat, as is obvious by the big potbelly that pushes out his overalls. He notices you looking him over, grins toothily and sizes you up... perhaps to be his next meal?

Here's Mordecai at around 2000 pounds, after a big meal or two. (updated 3/11/01):

Before you is a huge gruff-looking alligator morph, maybe six feet tall when standing on his short, barrel-like hind legs. He's very well fed and obviously loves to eat. His large build must carry over 2000 pounds of muscle and jiggling fat. Mordecai's massive scaly belly hangs far in front of him and drags along on the ground as he shuffles his bulk forward. His armored back ripples with layers of excess flesh, sagging, almost draping down over his thighs and rump. The gator's thick and heavy tail drags behind him as he waddles ponderously along, thrashing back and forth with each step. He chooses not to cover his green-black scaly hide with clothing at the moment, but his reptilian anatomy and large belly keeps him from appearing indecent in public.
Wickedly sharp teeth and wide jaws show that this big gator is ready to handle almost any meal. His rough, warty face holds a sly grin amidst the puffy fat hanging from his cheeks, jaw and neck. Mordecai stands or sits lazily, slyly passing his eyes around the place and seeming to form some plots in his mind. He notices you looking him over, grins toothily and sizes you up... perhaps to be his next meal?