It’s here, people! So many of you guys have been asking for the voices, so! Names of the claims are listed at the end. Also gave Grayson some new, lighter colours. The first bit of the vid is dedicated to like, the clean and refined stuff, and then at the end it’s just a buncha voices to show more examples!
Catra surveys the scene before her, brow furrowing as she counts the figures ambling in the valley below her, loading boxes onto the waiting hauler. Their quarry is in there, no doubt about it. Just a matter of–
“Greyskull-Zero-Two, report.”
An eye twitches at Command’s insistence.
“There’s some kind of auditory disturbance coming through my earpiece,” she mutters, through gritted teeth. “It’s very distracting.”
“… Very funny, Zero-Two. Report.”
Catra sighs, flipping through scan modes on her visor.
“Twenty bodies, twelve armed,” she replies. “Most of the cargo’s loaded. Can I shoot them now?”
“Negative, Zero-Two. Stick to recon.”
Her eye twitches again.
“Command, I thought our objective was locating Zero-One. If she’s here, we have to move now. The rest of the 52nd won’t arrive in time to respond to our reinforcement request.”
The tension in her voice is barely concealed, the temptation to blurt a string of expletives down the comm withheld but for the thinnest thread of restraint.
“Negative,” comes the response. “That’s an order, you hear me? You do not fire unless fired upon.”
Catra sits there for a moment, considering. Finally, she stands up, walking towards the edge of the outcrop, her armoured form silhouetted against the planet’s pale sky.
“HEY, ASSHOLES!”
“Zero-Two, what–”
All twenty of the insurgents turn to look at once, twelve guns immediately blazing to life, spewing plasma in her direction. Catra pulls back, narrowly avoiding the hail of glowing bolts spattering across the cliff edge.
“Permission to engage now?”
A wry smile spreads across her face as she asks the question. It’s greeted with a groan and an exasperated sigh.
“… Fine. Cleared to engage. And Catra?”
“Yeah?”
“You're working for us, now. No more war crimes.”
Catra huffs as she steps forward once more, hefting the autocannon to her shoulder, taking aim as her finger finds the trigger.
“You’re no fun.”
Catra and Adora as Link and Zelda from BOTW!! My favorite game form the series, this was a pleasure to work on even if it took me way too long to make 😅
The fourth and at the same time the last illustration I've created for the @spopbang event! This one is from the last chapter of "Lightbeam" by @n7punk that will be posted today so go check it out! 🧡🤍🩷
I like to headcanon that Melog is just the biggest busybody. It's been bored and alone on a dead planet for decades with no one to talk to, the mundane day to day drama of other people is such a novelty to it, it can't get enough. Plus it can become invisible and doesn't have a great grasp of privacy so it's forever listening in on conversations and generally getting way too invested in everyone's personal business.
Which means Catra, to her vast dismay, knows everyone's secrets. She would really REALLY rather not and has tried to teach Melog about boundaries but the creature does what it wants. But it means that sometimes she finds out about some misunderstanding or missed connection going on that is so downright stupid that it's just going to drive her nuts if she lets it continue so she begrudgingly has to insert herself into this drama to match-make or clear up an argument literally just so she doesn't have to hear about it anymore.
Which means, to her absolute horror she gets this reputation of being near psychic, so good at resolving personal drama that people come to her with their problems no matter how she tries to deter them and meanwhile it's really because Tealog over here is addicted to gossip.
I haven't done a DTIYS for ages, so this was super fun! Thanks for hosting @aure-magik-art ! 🫶 If you haven't checked out their art and wonderful AUs, definitely get on that! I love these Catradora designs 💙