Roman lunged out of his bedroom and slammed the door shut behind him. His arms stretched wide across it, forming a human barrier. His eyes darted wildly from side to side, chest heaving, clothes in disarray.
Logan paused in his jaunt through the hallway. "What are you-"
Something slammed against the door from the other side. Then again, the force of it jarring Roman as he desperately held the line.
"It's the plot bunnies!" Roman yelled. "There's too many of them! I can't hold them back!"
"Plot bunnies? What sort of rabbit is a plot?" Logan asked.
Appearing beside him eating a sandwich, Virgil answered, "It's slang, L. It means Sir Doofus here has too many story ideas in the old noggin'."
"Excuse me! I am not old!"
"Seriously? That's what you got out of that?"
Logan ignored their bickering. "Ah, I see. Your creative inspirations have exceeded your ability to efficiently process. Therefore, they have manifested in corporeal form."
Another slam came from behind the door and Roman's body jostled with it. He winced. "It's not my fault I'm so amazing!"
"Thomas has been rather motivated as of late," Logan agreed by not agreeing at all. He pulled out a notebook and pen. "Do you think they would allow me to ask questions?"
Virgil looked bug-eyed over Logan's body, both front and back. "Where did you pull those from?"
"If you want to go in there, be my guest!" Roman said. "The pen is mightier than the sword, after all."
"Quite. Well, if I may then?"
Roman and Logan stood by the door, waited long enough in between the impacts, and then Roman quickly yanked the door open enough for the other to slip in. Immediately after, Roman slammed the door shut.
"I don't hear screaming. Also we can't die, Virgil. You know this."
"It doesn't stop the fear."
"Logan took a shurikan to the head and lived. If any of us can survive killer rabbits, it's Isaac Nerdton."
"Do the rabbits have weapons or would they just gnaw you to death?"
"Virgil, you're spiraling."
"Right, sorry."
It was about this time that Logan barreled back through in a flurry of paper scraps. His clothes hung in tatters. Roman barred the door again and demanded, "Good God man, what happened in there?"
"They've formed a union," Logan said weakly.
Virgil ran a hand down his face and blew out a gust of breath. "Yeah, I'm gonna go get Remus for this one."
Even Roman couldn't argue. Sometimes violence was the answer.
Logan stood there frozen, watching Virgil walk away.
"You okay there, Specs?" Roman asked in concern. Logan didn't often go quiet.
"No. I most decidedly am not."
"Good, just as long as we're on the same page."
They stood in silence. Or rather, they stopped talking and listened to the bangs of dozens of rabbits throwing their ravenous bodies against the door.
They heard him before they saw him.
"HEEEEEEREEEEEE'S JHOOOONNYYYYY!"
Remus sonic-ran down the hallway wielding a battle axe. His eyes were alight with murder and his lips stretched back in a too-wide grin.
As if they had planned it together, Roman opened the door at the exact moment Remus needed to sprint into the room without slowing down. Then he slammed it closed once more.
Virgil walked back at a more sedate pace. He joined the others as they stood outside the door and listened to the sounds of manical cackling paired with rabbit squeals and ominous squelching.
Look everyone, I finally finished my post for Virgil's Birthday! 🎉
I'm glad I posted the first few renders when I did, because I realize now there was no way I was going to get this as finished as I wanted it to be by the 19th 😅 I think the extra time paid off though! It was really fun making all these little extra pieces and props to bring the room together, and I really hope you guys all like it!
I actually really like this outfit here, especially the t-shirt, so I was compelled to draw him again. Originally I didn’t plan to color it but it helped me ease myself back into the whole process again and I really like how the colors turned out in the end.
How it started: While casually scrolling through Tumblr, I came across a bit of artwork by @yourmypenguin depicting a few scenes from “Powerless” (which can be read HERE) a Sanders Sides superhero au fic by @impatentpending
Intrigued by what was going on in the artwork (which can be found HERE) and their description that the fic was considered a “fandom classic,” I decided to give it a quick look and yeah, yep, I became completely immersed in this exceedingly well-written tale of heroes and villains and went on a drawing craze over the next few months trying to get all my emotions out! As you do!
Side Note: I feel like I have to make a bit of a disclaimer here as when it comes to shipping in the Sanders Sides fandom, I am very much on the platonic/ famILY side of things but if we are talking a vastly different AU with characters who bare only a surface level resemblance, both physically and mentally, to their canon counterparts then, sure, I can get behind a beautifully written romance revolving around the jock/emo dynamic! That being said, I might as well still mark this with the ‘prinxiety” and “logicality” tags as they fit this post!
The more spoilery images are under the cut! TW: Blood
NEW VIDEO: “Sanders Sides was Turned into an ARCADE GAME” 🕹 I can’t believe someone took the time to create this BEAUTIFUL game, but we are truly honored and it’s so FUN! Thank you @pattonwillliterallyfightyou! Hope you enjoy our initial reactions!! https://youtu.be/gOIcjvggNVc
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