Finally got around to translating this

Not much to say regarding this. Just you usual questionable Pink Shoes fanart.

So instead I will bring up the (canonical mind you) fact that he described the experience of being wrapped up by the ribbons the Shoes create as, and I quote, "A unique and fun experience!"
Not only that, but we also happen to know that his family punished people that did wrong by roping them up...

I dont think its much of a stretch to say he is into bondage lol

This is from a Portuguese cartoon called Carrossel and its episode 17

well i did watch the live action one too many times and if they're going strictly based on that than the asian stereotypes would stop on his appearance (the eyes were kind of shocking for me but the japanese flag bandana was really accurate)

Dude they CANNOT be serious with that Asian kid lmaooooooo

His name is probably Ching Chong and he greets people by going "Arigato, most honorable herros to you. Domo arigato sushi. Kung fu honor."

Where is this from??

From Source:

"Un... where am I?" Dream asked through the haze that had settled into her mind. She tried to reach up and brush her forehead in an effort to try and think again.

But then her arms were stuck. So were her legs. Even her wings were pinned beneath the weight of her body. Slightly stretchy straps were wrapped about her wrists and ankles in the perfectly positions to keep her from rising. The joints were locked tight and her body was held against the cool metal of the table she was laid flat upon. It was only when she began to struggle a little bit that she realized she could feel every inch of the structure beneath her.

She was naked!

"Oh good. You're finally away."

Dream had to lift herself up and look over her golden tits. Those were on display, of course. Which was almost as annoying as being bound in such a manner. Blending the nudity and helplessness made sure that she couldn't do anything to stop the anger welling in her soul from the mere sight of the green and black clad vixen as she stepped in. The squeaking steps of her captor were heard with every attempt she made to escape. Every failure to get free was punctuated by the nearness that her confident aura radiating from her hated enemy.

"What the hell are you doing, Zyla?" she shouted, managing to do barely enough to lean up. it took every ounce of her strength to growl at the corporate woman before her.

They'd been rivals for years now. Fighting over slaves, some work in the financial world, and even over uniforms. Wearing different sets of complementary colors had been just one facet of their nearly endless arguments. Red and gold? Green and black? There was never much of an answer. At least, not one that ever lasted. They'd just bicker again a week later.

Until Zyla pushed a single button.

"Oh, just putting some things to rest, my dear dragon." the vixen said with a grin, watching the slow drool of rubber as it fell across the golden scales of her bare enemy. It was like watching tar fall on a cold street. Every crease line and crease of her body was filled instantly with the heated liquid before it became solid again. It was a new skin, a remake. A body she could be proud of.

"Wait, what are... what... Oh..." Dream tried to resist but couldn't completely ignore the strangely arousing feeling of the latex bath. Her words were drowned by a confused and shuddering moan before she could carry on fighting against the whims of the world controlling vixen. She also didn't hear that second click.

"no... No no no..." she whispered, watching the green visor lower from the sky above her. Intense flashes of programming covered the world as it slipped over her eyes, bringing both illumination and darkness. She knew her new purpose, but lost everything else. Those resistant thoughts began to fade away.

Slaves don't think.

An hour later, Dream Searcher was gone. All that remained was the drone, ZD-721. The newest property of ZylaTech, devoid of both thoughts and emotions. Its wings folded against its back as it remained staring forward, inspected by its new Owner. The Queen. The one who domineered its soul and body.

"Unit ZD-721. I have some targets for you to capture. You will do it, won't you?"

Names and locations of important targets went over its eyes. Heroes, villains, CEOs. People that she needed to complete tasks. Simple lists. No emotional reaction.

"Affirmative, Queen Zyla." the drone said, turning to leave and follow its programs. Their rivalry was now forgotten as its reality was solidified.

There was no Dream. Only a drone.

Peak content dude :D

I cannot believe I found lobotomy kaisen on here of all places

Thanks! Glad to see people around here know my game xD
And the protagonist doesn't have an official name (yet). May give him one when I release character sheets for MaM characters.

WOOOOO! This was amazing! Hot, funny, just generally perfect! Im a huge fan of Mind and Magic and this just made my day.

And now that I think about it.. does MC have any sort of canon name?

That is some good humor lol

Still one of the cutest girls in all anime.

It's been a decade, and I STILL fucking love how her body turned out.

Yes, you are. Makes me even more glad that I invested in you so long ago. XD



It does seem a little...flat. But hey, you'll get better at that, too, with practice. :P

Thanks Vann.
I'm just getting better at most everything. I hate her tail though DX

This. :P

Also, I quite like this one. :D
You're getting really good at drawing subhuman characters. :3

she could just be horny 8P

Got it as soon as it was released. Alcohol, mating/breeding, nudism rituals, and I can have them wear a maid outfit. I know the red crown is influential, but if it's like what we've seen here; I love it even more lol.

The fact this is official is staggering.

I too would like to meet Master

Hhhnn MMY you always find the best boyyys <3 <3

Just waving your dick in my face is enough to hypnotize me~