#sly cooper

[dummy-dot-exe]

Inspector Carmelita Fox (Vacation-ish) by Salt@End_Pepper

[rejecthumanityreturntocrab]

Who Would Win? "Speedy Justice"

Who would Win, Sally Acorn from Sonic or Carmelita Fox from Sly Cooper?

Sally Acorn

Carmelita Fox

Remaining time: 6 days 16 hours

[arillustrations17]

E33 mimes pt.1

(Regular mime, Sly Cooper mime, Jak and Daxter mimes, Cloud mime)

[vanta-bat]

Sent me number + fictional character time to learn to use colour better

[lucykuoart]

A sketch of an idea for a tattoo, thanks a lot to my friend for allowing me to use the idea, so I'll point it out

The idea of a tattoo sketch from @broomcolate It's a wonderful sketch, I realized how different our styles are

[missus-n]

Thinking about how fucked up the ending of Sly 3 would have been if Sly had actually lost his memories. All he's ever wanted since he was an oprhaned kid was to live up to his family's legacy, to make his father proud. And at the pinnacle of what he's been searching for his whole life, everything Sly's been looking for, what he and his brothers almost died for, he forgets it all. And then the woman he loves lies to him about it.

[red-rose-corner]

Golden Record: Breaking Those Lies

"Call out what I should do to stall him!" Sly relayed from his end of communications.

That instruction came from his friend while Bentley pushed his wheelchair to dodge electrical blades fired from Kirima's sword. There were four options available for them: Temporal Lock to freeze Kirima in place, triggering land mines early, dropping bombs, and firing the mousetrap rockets.

The more Penelope was under the effects of that hypnotic record player, the more her psyche started coming undone. Those words she heard were frantic and the music was pounding in her head.

A frozen heart surges forward Laughing at the pain While in a desperate struggle Those words from that day, just like blades No excuses needed, I want The storm to cease

Bentley called out all kinds of commands before countering with either sleep darts or explosive bombs on his end. The Arctic fox was soon incapacitated once Bentley made his way to a terminal.

Worn down, tripping and falling I call upon my sixth sense Unfathomable riddles weigh on me As I search for the answer between life and death

He came to a stop at the machine's keypad and cracked his knuckles. It was time to start breaking this spell.

Even if tomorrow never comes Let's go to the edge of this world