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One game I play is Toontown Corporate Clash, and it recently had a major update. So I figured I might as well upload something based off it. I drew this for one the TTCC's community's contests earlier this year. I was running out of time to enter, so I had to rush the Background and story a bit. It features my toon Sylvia, Flunky, Pencil Pucher, and my own cog the Neck Breather. The contest wanted a short story. The pic is just extra credit really. The story is below if you're interested:

On the streets of her hometown of Loonburg, Sylvia Lemonpop, a purple kangaroo toon dressed in yellow, lazily leaning back against her tail and propping herself up with it, greets 3 shady figures looking to enter looking to enter the local toy shop.

"G'day! Sorry, but the owner of this shop had to step out and asked me to look after the place. You can come back later, and he'll be happy to..." "Step aside, toon!" One of the Cogs interrupted. "We're here on official C.O.G.S. business which does NOT concern YOU!" The bossy and rather rude Cog who interrupted her was a Neck breather. They were always poking their long noses in everyone's business and enjoyed bossing over their subordinates. They were always breathing down everyone's necks, hence their names.

Sylvia retorted "Yes it does! Ever since you C.O.G.S. lot came into town; our happy little burg has been slowly turnin' into a wasteland of sad grey buildings. My friend's givin' me good Gummi Bears to protect his shop! Surely you no-fun blokes don't need a toy store! There's nothin' here you..."

"Ugh, stop!" The Pencil-headed figure then interrupted, his hands covering over where his ears would be "You're butchering the English language! "Turnin'?" "Givin'?" "Nothin'?" Who speaks like this?" Sylvia gets frustrated "Seriously? You run my friends out of their shops, you talk rude to me, and now you criticize my G-droppin'?" The Pencil Pusher retorts, wagging his pocket pencil in the toon's face "You did it again! This "G-Droppin'" is the most childish thing I've ever heard! And if you "drop G's" then what was that "G'day!" earlier?" Sylvia blankly replies, "Australian slang..." "Slang? Bah! You also misspelled "gray"" "Both are acceptable... And aren't we talking? Why are you complaining about misspellings?" "And you misspelled "Gummy"! Uses slang, can't spell, and "drops G's". About what I expected from a toon who takes bears with gum as payment!" Sylvia just stood there, trying to comprehend what she had just heard. The stumpy Cog with glasses speaks up "Actually Gummi Bears are the local currency here in Loonburg." Pencil Pusher turns to Flunky "Oh not you too!"

"ENOUGH!!!" The Neck breather yells, clearly annoyed by whatever this was. "Listen here, toon! I am on a tight schedule, and I'm NOT going to be late for my next meeting over some... ridiculous conversation about "G's"! Flunky! Pencil Pusher! Detain this little mangy-haired brat at once!" "Yes, Neck Breather!" They salute their boss then approach the purple kangatoon. Sylvia then pulls a magnet from behind her, which then flies towards the cogs. The Flunky and Pencil Pusher jump out of the way, and the magnet slams against Neck Breather's metal chest. Surprised, she looks down at the magnet stuck to her and notices something attached to the other end of it with industrial glue. Dynamite. Lit dynamite. Instead of panicking, she sighs and pulls out her phone "...Maggie? Let the boss know I'm... ugh... going to be late..."

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Description
One game I play is Toontown Corporate Clash, and it recently had a major update. So I figured I might as well upload something based off it. I drew this for one the TTCC's community's contests earlier this year. I was running out of time to enter, so I had to rush the Background and story a bit. It features my toon Sylvia, Flunky, Pencil Pucher, and my own cog the Neck Breather. The contest wanted a short story. The pic is just extra credit really. The story is below if you're interested:

On the streets of her hometown of Loonburg, Sylvia Lemonpop, a purple kangaroo toon dressed in yellow, lazily leaning back against her tail and propping herself up with it, greets 3 shady figures looking to enter looking to enter the local toy shop.

"G'day! Sorry, but the owner of this shop had to step out and asked me to look after the place. You can come back later, and he'll be happy to..." "Step aside, toon!" One of the Cogs interrupted. "We're here on official C.O.G.S. business which does NOT concern YOU!" The bossy and rather rude Cog who interrupted her was a Neck breather. They were always poking their long noses in everyone's business and enjoyed bossing over their subordinates. They were always breathing down everyone's necks, hence their names.

Sylvia retorted "Yes it does! Ever since you C.O.G.S. lot came into town; our happy little burg has been slowly turnin' into a wasteland of sad grey buildings. My friend's givin' me good Gummi Bears to protect his shop! Surely you no-fun blokes don't need a toy store! There's nothin' here you..."

"Ugh, stop!" The Pencil-headed figure then interrupted, his hands covering over where his ears would be "You're butchering the English language! "Turnin'?" "Givin'?" "Nothin'?" Who speaks like this?" Sylvia gets frustrated "Seriously? You run my friends out of their shops, you talk rude to me, and now you criticize my G-droppin'?" The Pencil Pusher retorts, wagging his pocket pencil in the toon's face "You did it again! This "G-Droppin'" is the most childish thing I've ever heard! And if you "drop G's" then what was that "G'day!" earlier?" Sylvia blankly replies, "Australian slang..." "Slang? Bah! You also misspelled "gray"" "Both are acceptable... And aren't we talking? Why are you complaining about misspellings?" "And you misspelled "Gummy"! Uses slang, can't spell, and "drops G's". About what I expected from a toon who takes bears with gum as payment!" Sylvia just stood there, trying to comprehend what she had just heard. The stumpy Cog with glasses speaks up "Actually Gummi Bears are the local currency here in Loonburg." Pencil Pusher turns to Flunky "Oh not you too!"

"ENOUGH!!!" The Neck breather yells, clearly annoyed by whatever this was. "Listen here, toon! I am on a tight schedule, and I'm NOT going to be late for my next meeting over some... ridiculous conversation about "G's"! Flunky! Pencil Pusher! Detain this little mangy-haired brat at once!" "Yes, Neck Breather!" They salute their boss then approach the purple kangatoon. Sylvia then pulls a magnet from behind her, which then flies towards the cogs. The Flunky and Pencil Pusher jump out of the way, and the magnet slams against Neck Breather's metal chest. Surprised, she looks down at the magnet stuck to her and notices something attached to the other end of it with industrial glue. Dynamite. Lit dynamite. Instead of panicking, she sighs and pulls out her phone "...Maggie? Let the boss know I'm... ugh... going to be late..."

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