TFClub

There were few corners of the Earth that Bea hadn’t taken a job in. She’d been all over the world doing jobs for whoever was willing to compensate her for her time and had seen plenty of exotic environments and individuals from all walks of life. As such, she considered herself quite used to whatever the world had to offer from giants who regularly towered over her to anthros who were hybrids of two – or more – species to even fictional characters brought to life and integrated into society. This job was...different. First was the client she would be doing this for: Funny Animal Studios, an animation house located in Toontown Southeast. Sure, Bea was, at least on some level, a Toon, but she never fancied herself someone fit for show business, much less the inevitable cartoon hijinx that such a position entailed. Second was the job description, which mentioned being put through a few tests to prove whether or not they were – as the ad put it – “Toon Enough”...whatever