Commission for :iconthebestnick:


Dovah is hardly the ideal employee, but she gets her work done. At least, until something goes wrong, and then -  well, it's not pleasant for anyone , least of all Phantom who has to clean up the mess of her recently-abducted contractor! 

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A fun commission that I was happy to take on for :iconthebestnick: This is a sequel to  Drones Designed by DovahDovah stared forlornly at the shattered glass. She had made quite a mess in quite a short amount of time. There were nearly a half-dozen ‘bots in varying states of disarray on the floor of her sunroom. It was frustrating. She did not have time for this sort of annoyance. She nearly screamed “this is bullshit!”
Of course, she didn’t. She had been heavily gagged. The bots were of a very peculiar design, with a very specific goal.
Nearly a dozen different entities had charged her at once; what chance did she really have? They came in different shapes and sizes, too. None of them were humanoid; all of them were a mixture of simple silver and matte painted black. The ‘bots were hardly the epitome of high fashion, and hardly subtle. In fact, they had gone with a pathetically brute-force approach to obtaining her - a very literal “smash and grab.” The drones had broken through the skylight while she was relaxing, and had qu and  Backstage at the MirageCorp ExpoThe day had arrived for another one of Mirage Corp's product expo. To get the villainous community excited for products about to hit the market as well as those still in development. The crowd was buzzing as they waited for the CEO Herself to make her appearance. And she did not disappoint. She took to the stage in her iconic dress and bolero jacket, flashing her glowing, green, cybernetic eyes at the gathered kidnappers and criminals. She was so captivating that she hardly needed the assortment of devices and accessories she was marketing to keep them all under her heel. When it came time for the intermission, she exited to stage left.
Dovah was waiting just off stage. She had nothing to do but wait, as she was still being guarded by Phantom's security. She was brought to the exposition center in a transport coffin. Inside the coffin, she was trapped inside her usual pink leotard, black opera gloves and leggings with severe heels. She was strapped in tightly to the coffin. Her gag was