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*THERE IS A STORY BELOW THE DESCRIPTION, A SEQUEL TO THIS ONE https://www.furaffinity.net/view/63876591/ *
Finally is Shantamy a reality.
I had hinted and teased at her in previous tales, incorporating her with the Risky Rouge and Nega Surge storyline, but now the wait is over and here she is in all of her glory. My pal HornedRam came up with a quick sketch for her design, though the brunt of the work is courtesy of nuinu17 , a new artist who is a pro with Mobian characters.
If you like this, do know that Nul actually takes commissions. https://www.deviantart.com/nuinu17/.....ist-1262602186
Now who might be Shantamy? Read on and find out!
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BONK THROUGH THE DANGER
No matter what happened did Shantamy need to protect Scuttle Town and Sequin Land.
Her latest encounter with Risky Rouge had certainly been a doozy, the dastardly pirate queen having managed to land a real hit against the belly dancing, half-genie hedgehog...though half-genie wasn't entirely truthful anymore. She could feel how her magic was gone, that which allowed her to transform into other shapes and forms, other species, how she could launch fireballs and make scimitar spins around her for protection and offense. Abilities she had taken for granted yet thankfully did her hair stayed intact...that and her own experience in butt-kicking.
“Shantamy! You need to get to town quickly!”
That was her friend's voice, Skywave, an avian damsel whose talent with handling birds was as high as her lack of luck in her love life...so very high indeed. There was a sense of urgency in that voice, which did spring Shantamy out of bed, the comfort and pseudo-safety of her sheets and mattress gone with the sentiment that she was needed. Opening the window of her lighthouse home, she looked down as Skywave waited before her door, tapping her foot impatiently.
“What is it? I was asleep...had a long show yesterday and I was pooped...” Shantamy said, aware that Skywave was not the kind of gal to cause a panic or to downright shout at her door without a good reason.
“Well we'll be exactly in that, poop, if you don't get down here and kick butts!” Skywave said, her own bird on her arm as Jet Wrench seemed to be in a bad mood right now...like always really. “Wait, you still give shows even after what happened?!”
“I still gotta eat and pay rent, y'know...” Shantamy answered, this being obvious to her yet seemingly not to her friend as she went on to attach her hair whilst pursuing this conversation.
“You pay rent?!” Skywave replied to this shocking revelation, the implications on the genie guardian actually not being given room and board speaking very poorly of their rather incompetent mayor, Barry the quokka. “Look, whatever...you still need to get there fast. There's trouble brewing!”
“Is it Rottytangle? Look, she's a bit of a mess, but she's nice. You two really should make up already...” Shantamy continued, putting on her bedlah as the red pantaloons, her top, the jewelry...all that took time and it was basically her job uniform at this point.
“Look, would you come down already!” Skywave added, storming away to the town as Shantamy watched her go. As temperamental as she could be at times, Skywave was perhaps the most reasonable when it came down to brass tacks...which did speak volumes about her friends. Like Biggo, who somehow gave her wrong directions yesterday by confounding west and east. Obliging her friend, Shantamy rushed into town, only to see that indeed was the situation dire.
Soldiers, all of them made of some kind of metal, roamed around along with tanks as this was the work of someone quite different from Risky Rouge. An occupation, clearly, someone who wanted Scuttle Town for themselves as those same robotic minions seemed all too eager to point their weapons at Shantamy. Even without her genie powers could she still deal with them, her hair-whipping abilities dealing blows as powerful as a massive hammer, thus did she go through their ranks while trying not to have neck pain or whiplash.
“Well well well boys...you got us a belly dancer! You shouldn't have!” said their leader, whom Shantamy finally reached after what seemed to be an unending amount of soldiers being in her way. The man, riding a tank, was a touch rotund, balding, shaped like an egg albeit with surprisingly lean arms along with some kind of blue raccoon hat on his head. A thick mustache, a rather unique nose, a big grin as he observed Shantamy in ways that she didn't agree with.
“Hey, what gives?” Shantamy asked, surrounded yet not feeling out of her elements in the slightest as she was confident in her abilities still. Perhaps this had been just what she needed to get out of her funk, some proper action. “Who even are you?”
“I'm the Egg Baron...or Ammo given my factories...use whichever you want. It's a work in progress,” the man responded, standing in the town square with his vehicle. It was clearly larger than every other tanks, with bigger cannons and huge treadmills. Possibly trying to compensate for something. “Now...you are dressed like a belly dancer...are you sure you're not here for my victory?”
“I'm not a belly dancer...uh...well...actually yes I am,” Shantamy replied, a touch confused given that she did want to come back with something witty, not this. “But the only victory I will be celebrating is mine, as I'll break down your tank and run you outta town!”
“Ah! You can try, hedgehog!” was all the Egg Baron said in response before trying to ram her down with his vehicle, full speed ahead. This would have taken by surprise a great many inexperienced warriors, yet not Shantamy as she twirled out of the way, her dancing skills certainly coming in handy right here and then. “Ah! Knew you were a dancer!”
“Oh shut up!” Amy said, downright irritated by the sheer insistence on display as she struck with her hair, removing some of the plating on the armored vehicle. Many observed the scene from afar, soldiers and citizens alike, with the latter certainly not surprised at this turn-of-events. “Last chance before I break down your toy. Leave and don't come back!”
“Fat chance! Minions...attack!” the Egg Baron commanded, more of his soldiers arriving to charge at her, yet all it did was give fuel to her confidence for she spun her hair to attack many at a time. The results were conclusive as she then leaped and attacked the main cannon, essentially blocking it before a shot could even be fired. “What?! No!”
Her timing had been perfect, the projectile blowing up before it could be launched as casualties would have been the result of such a drastic measure. This Egg Baron was a loon and he could not be gone fast enough as his tank was now fuming, in a state of disrepair that spoke long enough about how Shantamy had defeated it.
“This is not over, hedgehog! I'll have my forward port base yet!” the Egg Baron retaliated verbally before turning his vehicle around, the petters and sparks telling on how bad this tank got it. “Minions, retreat!”
And with that did Shantamy save the day as she had defeated an army and massive weapons without even employing her magic. Perhaps she would be okay until she'd get those back as no one would harm Scuttle Town and Sequin Land, nor its people.
Not so long as she'd be their guardian genie.
Finally is Shantamy a reality.
I had hinted and teased at her in previous tales, incorporating her with the Risky Rouge and Nega Surge storyline, but now the wait is over and here she is in all of her glory. My pal HornedRam came up with a quick sketch for her design, though the brunt of the work is courtesy of nuinu17 , a new artist who is a pro with Mobian characters.
If you like this, do know that Nul actually takes commissions. https://www.deviantart.com/nuinu17/.....ist-1262602186
Now who might be Shantamy? Read on and find out!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
BONK THROUGH THE DANGER
No matter what happened did Shantamy need to protect Scuttle Town and Sequin Land.
Her latest encounter with Risky Rouge had certainly been a doozy, the dastardly pirate queen having managed to land a real hit against the belly dancing, half-genie hedgehog...though half-genie wasn't entirely truthful anymore. She could feel how her magic was gone, that which allowed her to transform into other shapes and forms, other species, how she could launch fireballs and make scimitar spins around her for protection and offense. Abilities she had taken for granted yet thankfully did her hair stayed intact...that and her own experience in butt-kicking.
“Shantamy! You need to get to town quickly!”
That was her friend's voice, Skywave, an avian damsel whose talent with handling birds was as high as her lack of luck in her love life...so very high indeed. There was a sense of urgency in that voice, which did spring Shantamy out of bed, the comfort and pseudo-safety of her sheets and mattress gone with the sentiment that she was needed. Opening the window of her lighthouse home, she looked down as Skywave waited before her door, tapping her foot impatiently.
“What is it? I was asleep...had a long show yesterday and I was pooped...” Shantamy said, aware that Skywave was not the kind of gal to cause a panic or to downright shout at her door without a good reason.
“Well we'll be exactly in that, poop, if you don't get down here and kick butts!” Skywave said, her own bird on her arm as Jet Wrench seemed to be in a bad mood right now...like always really. “Wait, you still give shows even after what happened?!”
“I still gotta eat and pay rent, y'know...” Shantamy answered, this being obvious to her yet seemingly not to her friend as she went on to attach her hair whilst pursuing this conversation.
“You pay rent?!” Skywave replied to this shocking revelation, the implications on the genie guardian actually not being given room and board speaking very poorly of their rather incompetent mayor, Barry the quokka. “Look, whatever...you still need to get there fast. There's trouble brewing!”
“Is it Rottytangle? Look, she's a bit of a mess, but she's nice. You two really should make up already...” Shantamy continued, putting on her bedlah as the red pantaloons, her top, the jewelry...all that took time and it was basically her job uniform at this point.
“Look, would you come down already!” Skywave added, storming away to the town as Shantamy watched her go. As temperamental as she could be at times, Skywave was perhaps the most reasonable when it came down to brass tacks...which did speak volumes about her friends. Like Biggo, who somehow gave her wrong directions yesterday by confounding west and east. Obliging her friend, Shantamy rushed into town, only to see that indeed was the situation dire.
Soldiers, all of them made of some kind of metal, roamed around along with tanks as this was the work of someone quite different from Risky Rouge. An occupation, clearly, someone who wanted Scuttle Town for themselves as those same robotic minions seemed all too eager to point their weapons at Shantamy. Even without her genie powers could she still deal with them, her hair-whipping abilities dealing blows as powerful as a massive hammer, thus did she go through their ranks while trying not to have neck pain or whiplash.
“Well well well boys...you got us a belly dancer! You shouldn't have!” said their leader, whom Shantamy finally reached after what seemed to be an unending amount of soldiers being in her way. The man, riding a tank, was a touch rotund, balding, shaped like an egg albeit with surprisingly lean arms along with some kind of blue raccoon hat on his head. A thick mustache, a rather unique nose, a big grin as he observed Shantamy in ways that she didn't agree with.
“Hey, what gives?” Shantamy asked, surrounded yet not feeling out of her elements in the slightest as she was confident in her abilities still. Perhaps this had been just what she needed to get out of her funk, some proper action. “Who even are you?”
“I'm the Egg Baron...or Ammo given my factories...use whichever you want. It's a work in progress,” the man responded, standing in the town square with his vehicle. It was clearly larger than every other tanks, with bigger cannons and huge treadmills. Possibly trying to compensate for something. “Now...you are dressed like a belly dancer...are you sure you're not here for my victory?”
“I'm not a belly dancer...uh...well...actually yes I am,” Shantamy replied, a touch confused given that she did want to come back with something witty, not this. “But the only victory I will be celebrating is mine, as I'll break down your tank and run you outta town!”
“Ah! You can try, hedgehog!” was all the Egg Baron said in response before trying to ram her down with his vehicle, full speed ahead. This would have taken by surprise a great many inexperienced warriors, yet not Shantamy as she twirled out of the way, her dancing skills certainly coming in handy right here and then. “Ah! Knew you were a dancer!”
“Oh shut up!” Amy said, downright irritated by the sheer insistence on display as she struck with her hair, removing some of the plating on the armored vehicle. Many observed the scene from afar, soldiers and citizens alike, with the latter certainly not surprised at this turn-of-events. “Last chance before I break down your toy. Leave and don't come back!”
“Fat chance! Minions...attack!” the Egg Baron commanded, more of his soldiers arriving to charge at her, yet all it did was give fuel to her confidence for she spun her hair to attack many at a time. The results were conclusive as she then leaped and attacked the main cannon, essentially blocking it before a shot could even be fired. “What?! No!”
Her timing had been perfect, the projectile blowing up before it could be launched as casualties would have been the result of such a drastic measure. This Egg Baron was a loon and he could not be gone fast enough as his tank was now fuming, in a state of disrepair that spoke long enough about how Shantamy had defeated it.
“This is not over, hedgehog! I'll have my forward port base yet!” the Egg Baron retaliated verbally before turning his vehicle around, the petters and sparks telling on how bad this tank got it. “Minions, retreat!”
And with that did Shantamy save the day as she had defeated an army and massive weapons without even employing her magic. Perhaps she would be okay until she'd get those back as no one would harm Scuttle Town and Sequin Land, nor its people.
Not so long as she'd be their guardian genie.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Mobian
Size 1997 x 1845px
File Size 3.15 MB
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