Here I took a step back in my furry evolution, again trying a more traditional super-hero approach to comicbook storytelling. I never could get into the character, though... something just wasn't as appealing as it used to be. In fact, at this time I pretty much stopped being as obsessed with all of my childhood interests. For I had entered the spring of manhood, and the pimples were in bloom. Something wasn't quite right, though, and I couldn't figure out just how I was different than everybody else... Why were women still icky? Why did I still LOVE cartoons? Why did Atomic Fire look like he had a flaming STD igniting from his crotch? The answers to some of those questions came in my next project...