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"Alright, you got the popcorn?"
"Yeah, yeah, it's right here. What's this show called again?"
"Bundroid Beauty Delphinium! I've told you like dozens of times! Now just sit down already! The opening's starting. It's not my favorite but it's still great."
"Oh, geez, is this subtitled? I don't want to read the show."
"Yeah, the second half isn't dubbed so it's easier just to get used to it. And a little reading won't kill you."
Bundroid Beauty Delphinium Episode 1: I Gotta Protect My Best Friend! Part A
THWUMP. A well-toned, gray-furred leg slams into a hanging punching bag, the protective padding on its shin absorbing the blow. It withdraws, before being replaced with two wrapped fists impacting the bag with impressive speed and another leg slamming with an even louder THWUMP. Another angle gives a better angle of the owner of these limbs: Delph, who is wearing a breezy, comfortable-looking kickboxing outfit, although missing its gloves. She dances back and forth, tall on her toes, which eagle-eyed viewers notice that she never stands down from. A gleam in the rabbit's eye shines subtly, and a split-second later she unleashes a rapid flurry of blows from her nearly-bare fists into the bag. When she steps back to take a drink from her bottle, her fists are noticeably unmarred.
“Delphi!” At the doorway to the high school’s gym, Delph’s friend Na-ri waves at her. She’s still wearing her uniform, likely coming out of one of her (frankly far too many) clubs. She’s a meezer cat, with the famous fur markings, and nearly a foot shorter than her athletic friend. Even from her one line so far, any Japanese speaker would immediately recognize her Korean accent. It’s often lost on English speakers, however.
As the cat practically leaps into the bunny’s arms, she is caught deftly. “Aw, hey, Na-chan! You don’t want to hug me, I’ve been working out...”
“Nah! It’s fine, you don’t stink. Are you done punching?” Delph places her down, and explains, “Yeah, just finishing up. Just let me get changed and I can head home with you.” Na-ri does a little spin and curtsy. “I don’t know what I’d do without my beautiful and loyal bodyguard~!”
Delph blushes slightly, wiping herself down with a wet towel before she grabs her track pants. “Come on, don’t say that! Just because it’s cute, doesn’t mean it’s true.” The cat gets pouty, probably as a joke. “We made a deal, remember! You’re the shining knight who protects the lovely princess on her way back home~! If you go back on your deal, then you’ll have to start princess-carrying me everywhere!
Delph smiles awkwardly, her jacket going over her shoulders. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll make sure to protect you in this town, where one person got robbed 3 years ago.” She makes a silly pose, with a dramatic music sting in the background. “You can count on me! In a minute, though. I need to go to the bathroom.”
Later, Delph walks out of the building, her “princess” waiting, leaning against a wall. “My liege~” The sun is setting, a shining crimson orb sliding down beneath the horizon as the clouds lazily float across the sky. A lazy mid-spring evening, the flowers blooming in the fields. As the two girls walk the nearly empty streets, only a few other dark figures are visible. Na-ri pretends not to notice them, while Delph is oblivious.
“Uh, hey, Delphi? Can we walk down by the river, instead?” The bunny keeps walking forward, oblivious to the identical men in dark suits walking toward them in front of them. “Eh, I’m kind of worn out today. Unless you wanna get romaaaannntic~” She makes a playful grabby motion towards the cat, who is visibly uncomfortable as the figures close in on them.
“It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone,” Delph says out loud as she places her hands on her friend’s shoulders. She then leans in, and whispers, “Stay down.” Na-ri takes the advice, and squats down to cover her head with her hands as her bunny companion rears back and delivers a fierce forward jab directly into the face of the figure who was now within reaching distance of the two girls.
She follows it up with two rapid shots to their torso, and then leaps over her friend to plant her toes into her opponent’s chin, followed by a Superman punch in a surprisingly smooth motion. The figure is now prone, and Delph adjusts her floppy ears over her shoulders as she bears down over the man. “Don’t you ever think about touching my friend again! Or else I’ll… Oh, oh no!”
The figure lays prone on the ground, his head now a gray dust spilling out from the neck of his suit. Delph steps backwards, terrified, and then trips over her friend and falls flat backwards. It’s even more terrifying as the suit seems to stand up on its own, as if there was a body inside, and dust itself off.
“Delphi! We need to get out of here!”
The bunny looks around, her limp ears dragging on the ground as she sees the small crowd of dark suits closing in. Their dark visages disintegrate into dust that slides down to the ground, and the empty suits step to the side while the black dust slowly slide towards a singular suit. The dust solidifies, forming a solid gray figure with no features. It cracks its neck once, and begins walking menacingly towards the girls.
“Leave it! We’ll be fine as long as we get to the mansion!”
Delph unzips the front of her jacket, revealing her bright white sports top underneath, and took a stance indicating her readiness to kick some weird smoke figure’s ass. “Let’s dance, creepy.”
She rushes forward, and delivers a left-right-left combo straight into the figure’s chest. It gives way to her strikes easily, almost like sand, before reforming. “Hmm...” Delph says out loud, before stepping back and attacking with a spinning back kick. Its head explodes outward into more dust, but flitters back like a gray cloud. It lets out a high pitched groan before reaching back, a tell-tale sign that it’s about to let out a devastating hay maker. Rookie mistake.
The trained fighter backflips almost effortlessly, and then leaps forward to tackle the dust monster. She grabs its suit, but drags it straight through the cloud of dust. She then climbs to her feet, tosses aside empty suit, and turns to look at the awful, thick cloud of vaguely person-shaped dust. She’s never seen anything like this before, but she’s still not afraid. Not even when a strange, pink circle of energy appears underneath it, and seems to paralyze the figure in place, a solid chunk of dust.
“GO! NOW!”
Delph ignores the obvious meaning of the outburst, and instead interprets it as “Beat up the dust.” She gladly accepts this imagined decision, delivering a rapid series of jabs with blinding speed. It’s like the punching bag, but thicker. More unforgiving to her fists. More satisfying.
“This is what you get, you big ugly dust cloud!”10, 20, 30 jabs to its torso.
“Don’t!” 40 jabs, 50, then a switch over to side blows.
“Touch!” Rapid spin punches, then more jabs. The angry rabbit’s chest begins to start glowing, sweat dripping from her brow for the first time in a very long time.
“My!” She leaps up with no trouble, and begins to bring her shins into the side of the monster’s head over and over, her body staying in the air longer than really feasible. A black smoke begins to pour from underneath her sports top.
“FRIEND!!” She punches, more and more, harder and harder, faster and faster. Sweat is pouring from her face and flying away as her hands and arms are now mere blurs in front of her, colliding with the figure in an intense display. Her top catches fire, and the zipper on her jacket glows bright red. She then pulls back both of her arms, balls her fists in one, and brings them both in on the enemy’s head, which disfigures but is not destroyed.
Delphinium’s chest explodes. Literally. Red smoke and erupting fire reach out in front of her, enveloping the dust figure, disintegrating it completely. “Hah, hah...” she pants, slowly turning to her friend. “Got… ‘em...” Her jacket, top, the top of her pants (but surprisingly, not her panties), and most of her chest are blown away, revealing an empty charred crater in her torso revealing a brightly glowing, red hot orb in the middle of her. She tries to raise her arm and hand in a thumb’s up, but only shows a charred stick, her fur burnt away. She sees her own burnt limb, goes, “Ohh...” and promptly collapses backwards.
“DELPHI!!”
END Part A!
“Wait, that’s it? What happened to her?”
“Well, that’s just the first half, this is where the commercials would be if this was live.”
“That was only 11 minutes? Damn.”
"Alright, you got the popcorn?"
"Yeah, yeah, it's right here. What's this show called again?"
"Bundroid Beauty Delphinium! I've told you like dozens of times! Now just sit down already! The opening's starting. It's not my favorite but it's still great."
"Oh, geez, is this subtitled? I don't want to read the show."
"Yeah, the second half isn't dubbed so it's easier just to get used to it. And a little reading won't kill you."
Bundroid Beauty Delphinium Episode 1: I Gotta Protect My Best Friend! Part A
THWUMP. A well-toned, gray-furred leg slams into a hanging punching bag, the protective padding on its shin absorbing the blow. It withdraws, before being replaced with two wrapped fists impacting the bag with impressive speed and another leg slamming with an even louder THWUMP. Another angle gives a better angle of the owner of these limbs: Delph, who is wearing a breezy, comfortable-looking kickboxing outfit, although missing its gloves. She dances back and forth, tall on her toes, which eagle-eyed viewers notice that she never stands down from. A gleam in the rabbit's eye shines subtly, and a split-second later she unleashes a rapid flurry of blows from her nearly-bare fists into the bag. When she steps back to take a drink from her bottle, her fists are noticeably unmarred.
“Delphi!” At the doorway to the high school’s gym, Delph’s friend Na-ri waves at her. She’s still wearing her uniform, likely coming out of one of her (frankly far too many) clubs. She’s a meezer cat, with the famous fur markings, and nearly a foot shorter than her athletic friend. Even from her one line so far, any Japanese speaker would immediately recognize her Korean accent. It’s often lost on English speakers, however.
As the cat practically leaps into the bunny’s arms, she is caught deftly. “Aw, hey, Na-chan! You don’t want to hug me, I’ve been working out...”
“Nah! It’s fine, you don’t stink. Are you done punching?” Delph places her down, and explains, “Yeah, just finishing up. Just let me get changed and I can head home with you.” Na-ri does a little spin and curtsy. “I don’t know what I’d do without my beautiful and loyal bodyguard~!”
Delph blushes slightly, wiping herself down with a wet towel before she grabs her track pants. “Come on, don’t say that! Just because it’s cute, doesn’t mean it’s true.” The cat gets pouty, probably as a joke. “We made a deal, remember! You’re the shining knight who protects the lovely princess on her way back home~! If you go back on your deal, then you’ll have to start princess-carrying me everywhere!
Delph smiles awkwardly, her jacket going over her shoulders. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll make sure to protect you in this town, where one person got robbed 3 years ago.” She makes a silly pose, with a dramatic music sting in the background. “You can count on me! In a minute, though. I need to go to the bathroom.”
Later, Delph walks out of the building, her “princess” waiting, leaning against a wall. “My liege~” The sun is setting, a shining crimson orb sliding down beneath the horizon as the clouds lazily float across the sky. A lazy mid-spring evening, the flowers blooming in the fields. As the two girls walk the nearly empty streets, only a few other dark figures are visible. Na-ri pretends not to notice them, while Delph is oblivious.
“Uh, hey, Delphi? Can we walk down by the river, instead?” The bunny keeps walking forward, oblivious to the identical men in dark suits walking toward them in front of them. “Eh, I’m kind of worn out today. Unless you wanna get romaaaannntic~” She makes a playful grabby motion towards the cat, who is visibly uncomfortable as the figures close in on them.
“It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone,” Delph says out loud as she places her hands on her friend’s shoulders. She then leans in, and whispers, “Stay down.” Na-ri takes the advice, and squats down to cover her head with her hands as her bunny companion rears back and delivers a fierce forward jab directly into the face of the figure who was now within reaching distance of the two girls.
She follows it up with two rapid shots to their torso, and then leaps over her friend to plant her toes into her opponent’s chin, followed by a Superman punch in a surprisingly smooth motion. The figure is now prone, and Delph adjusts her floppy ears over her shoulders as she bears down over the man. “Don’t you ever think about touching my friend again! Or else I’ll… Oh, oh no!”
The figure lays prone on the ground, his head now a gray dust spilling out from the neck of his suit. Delph steps backwards, terrified, and then trips over her friend and falls flat backwards. It’s even more terrifying as the suit seems to stand up on its own, as if there was a body inside, and dust itself off.
“Delphi! We need to get out of here!”
The bunny looks around, her limp ears dragging on the ground as she sees the small crowd of dark suits closing in. Their dark visages disintegrate into dust that slides down to the ground, and the empty suits step to the side while the black dust slowly slide towards a singular suit. The dust solidifies, forming a solid gray figure with no features. It cracks its neck once, and begins walking menacingly towards the girls.
“Leave it! We’ll be fine as long as we get to the mansion!”
Delph unzips the front of her jacket, revealing her bright white sports top underneath, and took a stance indicating her readiness to kick some weird smoke figure’s ass. “Let’s dance, creepy.”
She rushes forward, and delivers a left-right-left combo straight into the figure’s chest. It gives way to her strikes easily, almost like sand, before reforming. “Hmm...” Delph says out loud, before stepping back and attacking with a spinning back kick. Its head explodes outward into more dust, but flitters back like a gray cloud. It lets out a high pitched groan before reaching back, a tell-tale sign that it’s about to let out a devastating hay maker. Rookie mistake.
The trained fighter backflips almost effortlessly, and then leaps forward to tackle the dust monster. She grabs its suit, but drags it straight through the cloud of dust. She then climbs to her feet, tosses aside empty suit, and turns to look at the awful, thick cloud of vaguely person-shaped dust. She’s never seen anything like this before, but she’s still not afraid. Not even when a strange, pink circle of energy appears underneath it, and seems to paralyze the figure in place, a solid chunk of dust.
“GO! NOW!”
Delph ignores the obvious meaning of the outburst, and instead interprets it as “Beat up the dust.” She gladly accepts this imagined decision, delivering a rapid series of jabs with blinding speed. It’s like the punching bag, but thicker. More unforgiving to her fists. More satisfying.
“This is what you get, you big ugly dust cloud!”10, 20, 30 jabs to its torso.
“Don’t!” 40 jabs, 50, then a switch over to side blows.
“Touch!” Rapid spin punches, then more jabs. The angry rabbit’s chest begins to start glowing, sweat dripping from her brow for the first time in a very long time.
“My!” She leaps up with no trouble, and begins to bring her shins into the side of the monster’s head over and over, her body staying in the air longer than really feasible. A black smoke begins to pour from underneath her sports top.
“FRIEND!!” She punches, more and more, harder and harder, faster and faster. Sweat is pouring from her face and flying away as her hands and arms are now mere blurs in front of her, colliding with the figure in an intense display. Her top catches fire, and the zipper on her jacket glows bright red. She then pulls back both of her arms, balls her fists in one, and brings them both in on the enemy’s head, which disfigures but is not destroyed.
Delphinium’s chest explodes. Literally. Red smoke and erupting fire reach out in front of her, enveloping the dust figure, disintegrating it completely. “Hah, hah...” she pants, slowly turning to her friend. “Got… ‘em...” Her jacket, top, the top of her pants (but surprisingly, not her panties), and most of her chest are blown away, revealing an empty charred crater in her torso revealing a brightly glowing, red hot orb in the middle of her. She tries to raise her arm and hand in a thumb’s up, but only shows a charred stick, her fur burnt away. She sees her own burnt limb, goes, “Ohh...” and promptly collapses backwards.
“DELPHI!!”
END Part A!
“Wait, that’s it? What happened to her?”
“Well, that’s just the first half, this is where the commercials would be if this was live.”
“That was only 11 minutes? Damn.”
Category Story / Anime
Species Rabbit / Hare
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 27.5 kB
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