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A hot end to summer
"I hope you're enjoying the end of your summer vacation, Stormwave!"
Despite the cheery words, laced with patronizing poison, the vixen was absolutely not doing that.
Even at the best of times, the overly hot days of New Horizon were enough to draw the vixen into a stupor. The air seemed practically dead in itself, a swimming cluster of particles that refused to give any kind of energy. It was so strange that the cold, bracing and painful as it was, managed to keep her moving way better than the days of heat. This led to a lethargic yet grumpy fox, as she was constantly bombarded with reasons to go outside. 'Bring me a soda', 'fix the air conditioner', 'Mr. Johansson wants you to deliver some ice cream for his kids'. The orders weren't even from her errant partner in heroism, either!
The last one also never seemed to work out. No matter how often she told that dumb man that she didn't have a proper ice box for her bike....
Still, today was worse than normal. Though the actual heatwave had long since passed, evidence of the explosive damage to the elements of her air-con unit was still littering the carpet. No air, draft nor wind, would manage to find its way across the sprawled out student's face. Even her powers, driven as they were by concentration, were worthless in the face of such an existential threat. Her mind, as with the air, was pressed into endless slowness. It was dumb and... yeah... that was as far as her thought process managed to get. It was too hot to muster up the energy for more.
Aside from all of that unyielding rage she felt at the picture on her phone. How had the evil, older, doppelganger even gotten her number?!
"I bet you aren't. I heard your cooling system was broken. A shame on such a beautiful day." the lounging vixen said, he voice dripping with the tone of someone entirely too high on their own smugness. As if smugness were a drug. That you could get smug off of. "I'd help but, alas..."
Her expression turned directly towards the livestreaming device, probably a phone or something, and shifted. Gone was the manic expression this evil 'queen' was so known for having, replaced with the more quiet confidence of someone who had already won the fight. Her body tilted forward softly as she reached down for a drink, exposing her much more voluminous bust for the viewing vixen. Was that a taunt? Or just her natural inclinations to show off? Either option pissed off the superhero more and more.
"I'm a little busy catching some sun. Though I don't want to burn.." there was a brief, thoughtful, pause. "Umbrella girl!"
And the ultimate insult walked into frame; DuraBelle. The busty bombshell of a bunny, the curvy crusader, and all around ditzy defender of the city. Emphasis on the ditz, Stormwave would have added, but it seemed to have been multiplied instead. Whilst the redheaded rabbit was known for her sometimes vacant, glassy-eyed, slack jawed, Barbie doll expressions... today was worse. There didn't seem to be anything happening behind her bright red eyes, nor was she moving outside of a few jiggle inducing steps.
Boing boing, she bounced to the side a few steps. It wasn't even really a 'step', as it were, but little bunny hops. Like some kind of stereotypical stripper, playing off of her thick thighs that save lives and bountiful assets. Even her modified costume, which had to have been the bikini clad villain's idea, made her look like some curvaceous parody of herself, instead of a true hero!
"I caught her chatting up somebody on my way to the beach and I just had to have her on my payroll, at least for today. It was so easy to get her over here! I just emptied out her mind and put some thoughts of holding my umbrella." the fox said, once more flipping her perfectly coiffed hair with one hand.
"I think it made her smarter." both versions of Zyla said, in sync, with one another.
Damnit, she's in my head.
"I'll make sure you get her back later. Anything to say to your friend, Durumbrella girl?"
"Uh..." the bunny didn't let a single word out. How could she? She was just the trophy, today.
"Don't strain yourself. Enjoy the heat, younger me! Live it up, sometimes!" Zyla shouted, really just hamming up the laugh as the stream went dark.
"... damnit.." Stormwave said, after a moment. "That was a good nickname..."
A thing I got DuraBelle as a gift :D A little late to post, but my mind has just been DEAD this last 2020. It's been one hell of a decade, right? Well, it's almost over... I hope
DuraBelle is, of course,
Invincibunny
I'm the Zylas
And art by the great
Belise7
More art to come! Tomorrow, I'll post a few stories! A couple canon ones, and my (only a few days late) Halloween Sextravagansa! (Featuring many heroes! And one of my villains!) So tune in!
Despite the cheery words, laced with patronizing poison, the vixen was absolutely not doing that.
Even at the best of times, the overly hot days of New Horizon were enough to draw the vixen into a stupor. The air seemed practically dead in itself, a swimming cluster of particles that refused to give any kind of energy. It was so strange that the cold, bracing and painful as it was, managed to keep her moving way better than the days of heat. This led to a lethargic yet grumpy fox, as she was constantly bombarded with reasons to go outside. 'Bring me a soda', 'fix the air conditioner', 'Mr. Johansson wants you to deliver some ice cream for his kids'. The orders weren't even from her errant partner in heroism, either!
The last one also never seemed to work out. No matter how often she told that dumb man that she didn't have a proper ice box for her bike....
Still, today was worse than normal. Though the actual heatwave had long since passed, evidence of the explosive damage to the elements of her air-con unit was still littering the carpet. No air, draft nor wind, would manage to find its way across the sprawled out student's face. Even her powers, driven as they were by concentration, were worthless in the face of such an existential threat. Her mind, as with the air, was pressed into endless slowness. It was dumb and... yeah... that was as far as her thought process managed to get. It was too hot to muster up the energy for more.
Aside from all of that unyielding rage she felt at the picture on her phone. How had the evil, older, doppelganger even gotten her number?!
"I bet you aren't. I heard your cooling system was broken. A shame on such a beautiful day." the lounging vixen said, he voice dripping with the tone of someone entirely too high on their own smugness. As if smugness were a drug. That you could get smug off of. "I'd help but, alas..."
Her expression turned directly towards the livestreaming device, probably a phone or something, and shifted. Gone was the manic expression this evil 'queen' was so known for having, replaced with the more quiet confidence of someone who had already won the fight. Her body tilted forward softly as she reached down for a drink, exposing her much more voluminous bust for the viewing vixen. Was that a taunt? Or just her natural inclinations to show off? Either option pissed off the superhero more and more.
"I'm a little busy catching some sun. Though I don't want to burn.." there was a brief, thoughtful, pause. "Umbrella girl!"
And the ultimate insult walked into frame; DuraBelle. The busty bombshell of a bunny, the curvy crusader, and all around ditzy defender of the city. Emphasis on the ditz, Stormwave would have added, but it seemed to have been multiplied instead. Whilst the redheaded rabbit was known for her sometimes vacant, glassy-eyed, slack jawed, Barbie doll expressions... today was worse. There didn't seem to be anything happening behind her bright red eyes, nor was she moving outside of a few jiggle inducing steps.
Boing boing, she bounced to the side a few steps. It wasn't even really a 'step', as it were, but little bunny hops. Like some kind of stereotypical stripper, playing off of her thick thighs that save lives and bountiful assets. Even her modified costume, which had to have been the bikini clad villain's idea, made her look like some curvaceous parody of herself, instead of a true hero!
"I caught her chatting up somebody on my way to the beach and I just had to have her on my payroll, at least for today. It was so easy to get her over here! I just emptied out her mind and put some thoughts of holding my umbrella." the fox said, once more flipping her perfectly coiffed hair with one hand.
"I think it made her smarter." both versions of Zyla said, in sync, with one another.
Damnit, she's in my head.
"I'll make sure you get her back later. Anything to say to your friend, Durumbrella girl?"
"Uh..." the bunny didn't let a single word out. How could she? She was just the trophy, today.
"Don't strain yourself. Enjoy the heat, younger me! Live it up, sometimes!" Zyla shouted, really just hamming up the laugh as the stream went dark.
"... damnit.." Stormwave said, after a moment. "That was a good nickname..."
A thing I got DuraBelle as a gift :D A little late to post, but my mind has just been DEAD this last 2020. It's been one hell of a decade, right? Well, it's almost over... I hope
DuraBelle is, of course,
Invincibunny I'm the Zylas
And art by the great
Belise7More art to come! Tomorrow, I'll post a few stories! A couple canon ones, and my (only a few days late) Halloween Sextravagansa! (Featuring many heroes! And one of my villains!) So tune in!
Category All / All
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DAwwwwww that was a rather fun interaction actually! xD seeing older confident Zyla talking down to her younger more heroic and less evil counterpart, and them both bashing bella at the same time >//> hehe was kinda really fun to 'watch'. Though that is a bit worrying that she has her number and is so integrated into their lives now that she can just waltz in and grab a Bella whenever she pleases o 3 o; but I'm sure that will work itself out...maybe > 3 <;
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