This was supposed to be a birthday pic for Loupy. I had completed a decent chunk about a day or two before it, but then I had a some family stuff to take care of out of state for a week. After that, I was letting other things get in between me and finishing this picture. Sorry to Loupy for the inexcusable wait.
So I'm running a Battletech RPG Campaign with (as you would expect) a heavy babyfur theme. Loupy is not one of the players but he is still heavily involved in helping me plan my sessions. He has an NPC in the game who happens to be the chief mechtech. He also runs the local drinking closet aboard the ship (though all regressed crew members have to settle for juice and milk). Also, the chief often joins battle alongside the mechwarriors in his venerable Archer. It's a miracle the little princess doesn't collapse from exhaustion from all these crowns on her head.
The pic itself shows Loupy in his cockpit. All of the Mechwarriors were regressed in some way. Although being smaller helped out in some areas (Sirius being smaller so he can better fit into his cramped wolverine cockpit), several modifications needed to be made so that the little pilots could actually interface with the controls. The solution was fabricating several car seats for each mech and then getting some very complex and jury rigged wiring done. Essentially, the command console was moved to a space where the pilots could actually reach and interact with it. It's not perfect, but so far it seems to work.
Obviously, being transformed into little babyfurs in a universe where the only sentient species are humans, and most of the governments are run by sneaky, conniving, power hungry authoritarians is a bit of a dangerous prospect. Almost all of the Great Houses of the Inner Sphere have shown an interest in dissecting and experimenting on our heroes. The only choice they have is to stay strong and keep operating as mechwarriors. Anything to give potential troublesome individuals from getting funny ideas.
don't be sorry for the wait, I knew you were buzy. Flattery will not get you booze, and Horatio keep sticking those crowns on my clothes, it's annoying !
don't be sorry for the wait, I knew you were buzy. Flattery will not get you booze, and Horatio keep