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monsoonmaji · 2 years
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More practicing with anthro art. I always loved the Sly Cooper series and drew most of the characters at least once (I used to have a piece of fan art signed by Kevin Miller, who voiced Sly in all the games). These games are still amazing to me and now I’m getting my son acquainting with the original PS2 ports.
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“... So I don’t want to be that girl that’s anti freedom of the press, but... sometimes reading headlines about me makes me lose faith in civilization.”
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“Can I just read one headline that isn’t thirsty for once!?”
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galactic-dragoness · 25 days
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Bentley: "Sly, your hubby wubby lovey dovey snuggle wuggle kins wants to talk to you."
Sly: "~Thanks Bentley~" *takes cellphone*
Inspector Fox:
Inspector Fox: "the FUCK did you call me???"
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splazartj · 2 years
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Style Coloring Test. Doing Sly and Carmelita.
Looks pretty good. What do you think?
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icy-vulpine · 2 months
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I’m bored so have a question that should be asked more often.
What’s your favorite animal and why?
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ania-tyler · 2 years
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Sly Cooper is the only game I've ever play to (with Mario Kart). The four games are such an important part of my childhood and I've just past around 21 hours drawing it a fan art.
Sly and Carmelita dancing in the "Starry Eyed Encounter" chapter in Sly 2: Band of Thieves was a hard scene when I was little but also really beautiful. They both suspended their search for pieces of Clockwerk and criminals for a passionate dance.
Sly 2 is really the best game and I want to thank Cédric Dumond for giving us a memorable French version of Sly.
The rumors speak of a Sly cooper 5 with a series for the coming year. I’m so excited!
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slyturtle-gaming · 1 year
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gveramoore · 1 year
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Did a drawing of Inspector Carmelita Montoya Fox.
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No BG version:
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myfatmuses · 5 months
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*The grand opening of the dark gaia exhibit at Yuendumu was certainly a godsend for her. A great excuse for her to get out of the castle. Plus it gives the princess to finally meet inspector Carmelita fox. She heard many good things about.*
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Normally she would be indifferent to some young Royal wanting her attention but would still show the basic level of respect she has to however she was aware of Sally and her freedom fighting ways and could respect that.
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fairiidraws · 6 months
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Inspector Carmelita Fox
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@villains4hire
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Kit was in the middle of writing down some lab results from some hair sample's that were sent to the lab a few hours ago in order to put them into the system once her computer was up and running. The fennec may or may not have split a cup of coffee on it a few days ago due to falling asleep for a slight moment while working. Thankfully it should be up soon so she won't have to borrow someone else's computer to put in her data.
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Kit would then notice someone enter the lab, easily recognizing that it was Carmelita Fox seeing as most if not all her names were often attached to any samples sent to her. "Ah, good afternoon Inspector Fox. What brings you down to the lab today? I assume another sample to drop off from a new case or are you here for data about a current one?" The fennec doubt she'd have much time for conversation as she was usually off before they got a chance to chat. She couldn't even recall if she ever gave her name to the inspector before with how little she sees her.
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Sly: Inspector Fox! We meet at last.
Carmelita: We met last week, what are you talking about??
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"...???"
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galactic-dragoness · 1 year
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Smol meets toll part 2
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whisker-biscuit · 7 months
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SlyFox Day 2: Snow
Sly huffed a silent sigh of relief as he placed the last of the explosive charges at the base of the last vampire crypt. The Panda King had gone off ahead at his insistence that he could finish this by himself – a fact they were both happy about – and watching the older man clear away the last of the active undead mantises with fireworks and flame before he took his leave was something the raccoon would never be able to get used to.
And it had nothing to do with vampires.
He set the timer for the detonation and retreated to a safe distance on higher ground to watch the upcoming explosion. The crypt was right at the bottom of a hill of snow that looked a breeze away from toppling into a miniature avalanche, and Sly was admittedly a little excited to see it. He was taking every chance at levity he could cling to while at this stupid palace, with its stupid owner, and the stupid decision Bentley had made to trust the goddamn Panda King.
So caught up he was in his momentary bitterness that he nearly missed the bob a familiar flashlight as Inspector Fox rounded the corner. Sly had only a few seconds to be surprised at her presence and wonder what lead had brought her up this far before she shined her light on the literal time-bomb of a crypt and that surprise turned to alarm.
There was no time to think. There was barely time to act. The thief launched himself off of his perch straight for her, hoping against hope to knock them both out of the blast radius. She was just starting to turn around at the sound of him when he slammed into her, sending them both tumbling, but before either could do anything else there was a BOOM that shook the ground and deafened his senses –
And then the world went white.
Sly woke up with a groan that quickly turned into chattering teeth. His entire body felt stiff and frozen from head to toe, and his head was still ringing from the aftermath of the explosion. When he tried to sit up, his vision swam so badly that it nearly made him pass out again.
“Oh. You’re awake.”
The sound of Carmelita’s voice broke through the fog in his senses and brought him right back to the present. He locked his jaw to stop his loud shivering and looked over towards the direction she’d spoken from. Sure enough, she was sitting just out of reach, holding her arm close to her chest and glaring daggers at him.
His heart jumped to his throat at the sight. “Are you hurt?”
“I am, no thanks to you,” she snapped, making him wince. “What the hell were you doing up here?!”
“Blowing up vampires.” The truth fell off his tongue easily, and not just because it often did around her. It was better to be honest when it came to pinning terrible crimes on terrible criminals.
“Uh huh.” Inspector Fox looked less skeptical of the idea of vampires and more skeptical of the idea of him playing vampire hunter. “And does ‘blowing up vampires’ involve this?”
She glanced around meaningfully, and Sly finally registered the rest of their environment. They were trapped in a narrow air pocket surrounded on all sides by snow, so cramped that there wasn’t enough room to stand or even get more than a few feet away from each other. The raccoon sucked in a worried breath through his teeth.
“Don’t try to break through it,” she warned him before he could even think of it. “I already tried, and the whole thing nearly came down on top of us. There’s no telling how much snow is above us right now, and I don’t want to risk suffocation if it falls.”
The thief swallowed. His whole body was shivering, now. “How long was I out?”
“Only a few minutes. I think you got hit in the head with a piece of whatever you were blowing up.” When he gave a meaningful, scrutinous look towards her cradled hand, she shook her head. “Happened when we were rolling after you tackled me. Feels more like a sprain than a break.”
Sly couldn’t help the way he visibly relaxed at that. Carmelita watched him like a hawk.
“Have you called your mercenary friends to tell them what happened?”
“No. My radio got lost somewhere in the avalanche.” This time, instead of glaring at him with obvious blame, she simply closed her eyes and let out a frustrated sigh. “Just my luck, huh? You’re finally trapped right in front of me with nowhere to go, and I can’t even call for backup.”
“Maybe not, but I can.”
Her eyes snapped open when he pulled out his binocucom, but she didn’t say a word as he started calling Bentley. The line rung for less than a heartbeat before the turtle answered.
“Sly! Where are you? Did you take down the last crypt?”
“Sure did, Bentley, but there were some, uh…complications.”
He pulled up the visual aid and did a slow scan across the tiny space, including Inspector Fox’s scowling face, then flipped it back around towards him. His best friend let out a string of words that were very complicated but probably very vulgar. Sly could tell he was in for a hell of a lecture about this later.
“Give us ten minutes max and we’ll get you out of there. Both of you,” he amended when Sly raised an eyebrow. “Just don’t do anything stupid until then, and leave your binocucom on so we can find you.”
“Roger that.”
The raccoon put the device back in his leg pouch and wrapped his arms around his knees, suddenly all too aware of the bitter cold making him shiver. Ten minutes was a long time to wait in the snow when you were only wearing a sweater-shirt and boots more built for stealth than snow.
As if sensing his thoughts, Carmelita let out an irritated huff and patted the ground beside her. Sly didn’t move an inch.
“You, uh…you sure?” He asked.
“I’m only offering because you’ll freeze to death before your gang shows up,” she said pointedly, shifting her weight to very obviously hide the way she was also shaking. “You can’t be brought to justice if you’re dead.”
A smile finally crossed the thief’s lips. “Of course, not. We wouldn’t want me to escape the consequences of my actions with such a pathetic way to go.”
“Exactly.” The word was hissed with as much conviction as possible, but he could still see the faint flicker of her own smile before it was quickly buried under indifference. “Now get over here before I change my mind.”
He did so.
“If you ever tell anyone about this, Ringtail…” she threatened as they huddled together, arms wrapped around each other.
Sly smothered his grin, partly because he knew she wasn’t bluffing and partly because her tail was curling around his seemingly without her conscious knowledge.
“Wouldn’t dream of it, Inspector.”
And he meant every word.
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infinitetesimally · 1 year
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Her new environment was stifling, but not in an unwelcomed manner, especially as she blushed gazing out through the darkness. The subspeck of a squirrel found herself within the realm of one Inspector Fox’s back pocket, her very cosmos beyond the worlds-thick walls of jean fibres quaking and heaving with each stride.
Defending the weak and innocent was what Carmelita always had in mind; Can't get much weaker than a fleck she can barely see, figuring the best bet to keep her safe would be a place she couldn't lose her. The implications of placing her there hardly crossed her mind, just that ‘this is where small things go’, such as keys, candy, lint . . . small women.
Art by the ever wonderful @twisted-art-wounders~
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