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Zeena Prime
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You'll see me before it ends. | Parody/RP account based on a precursor version of Zeena from Sonic Lost World, the game version being a clone. Design and main art by me.
"I'm sorry, I'm... not the Zeena you know. I apologize for the confusion, ma'am."

She could feel the bile in her throat from that. So much anger, so much HATE, but she was suppressing it.

"I'm Zeena Prime. Her.... ancestor, I guess you could say. And you are?"
September 11, 2025 at 1:53 PM
almost no sign of their kind here.

...lost in thought, she'd accidentally find herself almost running into @babylonianbrainiac.bsky.social.

"Ack- crap, my bad!" she said, barely avoiding running into her... before pausing.

That face. Those markings.

...

Anger was boiling.
September 10, 2025 at 3:26 AM
Moving to exit the crater.

"Let's see what our descendants have been up to."
September 9, 2025 at 1:45 AM
towards Mobius.

She curled her body into a ball, calling on her cryokinesis to freeze the air around her to create an intensely dense shield...

And then, impact.

KA-THOOM.

She stood up, the ice falling off of her as she looked around at the crater she'd made.

"...Well."

She began to walk.--
September 9, 2025 at 1:44 AM
giving a sigh.

The Zeti's tail flicked in barely contained frustration... before her gaze returned to the world below, determination in them.

"Then they'll pay. But first."

She bent her knees... and jumped.

She escaped the gravitational pull of the small planetoid in seconds; rocketing--
September 9, 2025 at 1:42 AM
furrowed in rage.

She lifted her fists up, and slammed them down onto the ground.

The Hex itself shook as the ground around her ruptured and cratered, a howl of unbelievable anger escaping her. One that could be heard from the planet below.

...and then it was over.

She stood up straight,--
September 9, 2025 at 1:41 AM
into scrunched up balls of sparking metal.

And she began walking out of the room, brushing a stray hair out of her face, crushing the remains of the security drones beneath her feet.

The signal was calling her somewhere.

She only had to follow it.
September 9, 2025 at 1:35 AM
Alarms blared.

"WARNING. WARNING. BREACH IN CONTAINMENT CENTER 75-B DETECTED."

The doors opened, large robotic drones styled after birds stepping in, lifting their arms to point weapons at her.

Her eyes narrowed and she lifted a hand, closing it into a fist.

The machines rapidly were crushed--
September 9, 2025 at 1:34 AM
the side, pushing to pull Zeena loose.

Her foot hit the ground without restraint, the metal floor cracking and bending beneath her strength.

She heaved, breathing heavy, head drooped low...

Before lifting, electric blue eyes practically glowing in the dark, dimly-lit facility.

"..."--
September 9, 2025 at 1:31 AM