Last Updated: Dec. 02, 2013
Artwork © stampy (He also has a higher-res version!)


"Hmph. Garbage, garbage, garbage! This entire trashy city is nothing more than a useless pile of garbage! You should be thanking me for crushing it all into the dirt where it belongs, under my flawless furry toes. At least then it'll be easier to bury it all and rebuild!"
Rocquesanne took another thunderous step across the buildings and roadways of whatever dumb city she was lording over, grimacing as a garishly plain storefront sank between her toes. She took a brief pause to lift her leg, spread her digits, and flick the offending structure out across the district.
"Ugh! It's like walking on grass. All these tiny little hovels just crumble like the shanties they are. HMPH!"
The Persian took out her aggression with a well-aimed kick to one of the few remaining skyscrapers in the city.
"I suppose it's a trade-off, really. I can't get away with using my powers at home, lest my family find out... But what's the point of using them here, where everyone is too poor to build anything but trash? Even your biggest buildings are just knee-high to a veritable goddess like myself, and I'm not even at my full size! Which reminds me: I'm going to have to come back here later at a couple miles in height, and crush every last inch of this disasterpiece into a pancake. The idea of me- me!- living on the same continent as such a hideous ghetto... Eugh!"
Dragging her jet-black claws through the painted lane lines of the roads below- as well as any buildings on either side of them- Rocq twirled an airplane she'd snatched up earlier between her fingers. It slipped free and fell into a stadium half-filled with loose rubble.
"Oooops! Oh well, not like the place looks any worse for it. I swear, you're all luckier than you could imagine. If it were up to me, I'd never even GLANCE at this 'city,' much less grace it with my presence. The only thing ANY of you have going for you is that you haven't got a giant rat infestation... Heh heh heh!"
Rocquesanne was too busy laughing at her own joke to notice the purple paws rising up over the horizon behind her.

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Here's something you don't see much of in my gallery: a macrofur making a rampaging mess.  stampy does that sort of thing a little more often, which meant he had enough practice to manage this crazy work!

Rocquesanne is an unapologetic jerk. She wrecks everything she feels like, which just so happens to be anything that doesn't meet her persnickety standards. It's worth noting that she's yet to find a city even remotely qualified to not be instantly relegated to the status of "hideously disgusting uninhabitable ghetto."

Too bad for Rocq that Pamela seems to get a real kick out of spoiling all her fun, eh? Whaaaat a shame that is. Poor cat ends up punted into orbit more often than she'd care to admit. Pamela always drags her back down, of course... Eventually... Mostly!

NOTE: One mysterious aspect of Rocquesanne's powers is that they cannot ever cause injury or loss of life, no matter how much damage she inflicts on her surroundings. It'll smash any non-living things up but good, but people escape from her rampages with nothing worse than tousled hair and a new insurance claim. Rocq seems to think this gives her carte blanche to wreak havoc, though, so don't go thinking that makes her okay!

Pamela:
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Content warnings:
Macro
Rampage
Megamacro


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