Ask the BellHunters

Hello, I'm Dawn Hunter-Bellwether...er, formerly Dawn Bellwether if you didn't recognize the added surname. And before you ask, yes 'that' Dawn Bellwether. Ex-Assistant Mayor, Ex-Mayor, Ex-Criminal Mastermind (Reformed thank you very much), City Savior, Controversial Author, and Predator/Prey relationship advocate. I'm also, as you probably guess by the hyphenated last name, married, and happily so to my mate Vernon Hunter, a gray wolf. I'm also a mother to three wonderful pups, something I never thought I'd ever have the chance to be! But, lamb sakes, I've gushed enough about myself here without explaining exactly what this blog is for. You see, after the release of my book “Predator Seeking Prey”, our little family started to get a lot of public attention again, and with it came a lot of question from curious mammals and other pred/prey couples from all over Animalia. My best friend and mate Vernon thought it would be a good idea to deal with these questions directly by opening a sort of blog/forum and taking those questions about our lives directly. Since then, I'd like to say our little blog has been quite successful, with even members of our family and friend circle pitching in and taking a few questions as well. So with all that said., please feel free to Ask Away!


Oh, and also, feel free to check our old location for previous asks until we can get a better archive system in place!


The original Ask Dawn And Vern Tumblr! This blog is a continuation/reboot of the "AskDawnAndVern" tumblr, as I am permanently locked out of the Tumblr at present.

https://askdawnandvern.tumblr.com/


(Blog Author Note: This blog is based on the fanfiction “The Rehabilitation of Dawn Bellwether” as well as it's pseudo-sequel “A Lamb Among Wolves”. If you haven't read them, it'll probably help you better understand what's going on here if you do. I'll link both stories below. Oh Also, I'm open to questions as well. Simply direct “Author” emails to “WastedTime” when composing them. And before I forget, I have a Patreon! Five dollars gets you access to in progress fics, Ask priority, and art previews of both SFW and NSFW art. Of course, even a dollar would help. Seriously, it's how I keep projects like this alive.


The Rehabilitation of Dawn Bellwether:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11999389/1/The-Rehabilitation-of-Dawn-Bellwether

A Lamb Among Wolves:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12364172/1/A-Lamb-Among-Wolves


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Showing posts with label Chief Bogo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chief Bogo. Show all posts

Thursday, July 20, 2023

Ask Bogo and Joyce; First Meetings

 

Joyce: I...I don't want to embarrass my mate by explaining exactly how we met...granted I was pretty flustered myself during that time but...

Bogo: *Sighs* At least it wasn't your job...well, part-time job anyway...

Joyce: So, I'm going to keep that vague, and leave it as a simple. 'We met under interesting circumstances'. 

Bogo: That is putting it lightly. *Huffs* Still, I will say...as cliche as this will probably sound, I believe I loved you the moment I first laid eyes on you my lovely little Forest Lily...

Joyce: Aww...Boogie...*Kisses him on the snout*  think I'd have to say the same...the moment I saw my Boogie from across the da-*Cough* erm...the room. I felt something deep and visceral within me...like a lightning strike. I was like a deer in headlights...*Giggles*

Bogo: After we built up the courage to actually make small talk with one another, we spent the whole evening focused on each other...*Chuckles* So much so that I was reprimanded for neglecting the other guests before I had to clock out.

Joyce: *Cooes sweetly* I'm so sorry Boogie...

Bogo: *Snickers* No apology needed, I hated that job anyway.

Joyce: *Giggles* We traded phone numbers that night, and within the week we had a much more intimate and...let's say, a more appropriate venue choice for an actual first date.

Bogo: From there we both played things fairly cautiously...We were both afraid of moving too quickly I think...despite feeling deep down that we had found our one.

Joyce: *Giggles* With Boogie just starting on the ZPD, and me still working on my self-defense instruction certification, we didn't want to rush into marriage until our lives were more...stable.

Bogo: Of course, we got married as soon as we could once all of our respective schooling was behind us...although...admittedly...*Blushes* perhaps where I chose to propose wasn't the best idea...

Joyce: Oh hush! *Giggles as she wraps her hooves around the large water buffalo.* It was perfect! That roller disco was so much fun!

Bogo: For you surely my Deerest...for me, even with practice I could barely stay on my hooves with those skates...I feel my black eye and sprained ankle took away from the gravity of my proposal...

Joyce: Sweetheart, you could have proposed to me at a Pandese Restaurant, and it would have hit me just as hard. Besides, if anyone should be embarrassed in hindsight it's me...I was wailing like a banshee I was crying so hard. I had to say 'yes' like six times just to get through my sobbing well enough for you to hear. *Laughs*

Bogo: It was impressive that you were able to drown out the music...*Snickers*

Joyce: *Slaps a weak.p playful hoof at her mate.* Oh hush you.

Bogo: The next day we were married...at least on paper. Not to say we wouldn't have a ceremony, but it was the most important thing to use was merely having the legal documentation that made us an official couple in the eyes of Zootopia.

Joyce: We did eventually have a small cervine ceremony over in Alpine Crag District. An outdoor affair in the mountains with just a few close friends. Sadly our parents didn't attend.

Bogo: Yes, with my mother gone, and my father staunchly against marrying outside of our species, there was no way my limited family would be attending.

Joyce: And while both my parents and siblings were alive, they shared the same opinion as Boogie's father. 

Bogo: Still that night under the stars, you in your beautiful sequined and sparkling pale magenta dress...I just...*Sighs warmly* It was a perfect night...family around us or not...

Joyce: *Gently tugs Bogo's head down to her level, giving him a hard smooch on the lips.* All we ever needed was each other...

Bogo: I wished the night could have lasted forever, I could have spent an eternity lost in your amethyst eyes my deerest deer.

Joyce: *Giggles, now blushing furiously* Gods Boogie...You're so corny. *Giggles* 

Bogo: *Chuckles* I thought you loved that about me...

Joyce: Oh I do indeed...*Snickers, running a seductive hoof under Bogo's chin.* And all that mushy sweetness of yours has got me hankering for a big bite of buffalo. Luckily for you, I don't have any classes tonight...

Bogo: Dearest...*Bogo is flustered.* Please, not while we're recording...Misses Hunter-Bellwether, please don't write this in your post...

Joyce: It's gonna be a long night Boogie...so get ready to buckle in...oh, and don't forget the hoofcuffs..*Giggles*

Monday, May 1, 2023

Ask Bogo: A Doe Wife?

 

Bogo: *Presses a hoof to his forehead* FINE! Fine...yes, my mate is a doe...

Joyce: You make it sound like you're embarrassed to introduce me...

Bogo: *Huffs* I want to protect you, you and our calfs...

Joyce: *Glares at her mate* Oh? And I can't handle myself?

Bogo: *Slightly flustered* I-well...*Coughs* I just...I'm not embarrassed my Forest Lily...I just... This is a very public forum these mammals are asking from and...I wanted to protect our family's right to privacy.

Joyce: Relax Boogie...I understand. I'm not upset *Lisa wraps an arm around her mate's waist and hugs him from the side* But you can be a little overprotective sometimes,  you know that?

Bogo: *Huffs* I have made a number of enemies in my time at the ZPD...it's not an unrealistic fear that they may try to hurt you or the calf's to get to me.

Joyce: Well it's not like I'll be reading off my address, workplace and hours, and social security number. *Giggles*

Bogo: *Sighs* I suppose...

Joyce: *Ribs Bogo playfully.* So are you going to introduce me or what, big guy?

Bogo: *Blushes slightly* *Cough* Right, *Ahem* I'd like to introduce you to Joyce Bogo my mate. 

Joyce: *Smirks* A pleasure to meet Dawn and Vernon's audience...As my mate said, I'm Joyce Bogo. I'm a Doe, a mother to three wonderful adopted children, *Flashes Bogo a sly smirk* And one very protective mate.

Bogo: *Coughs* Yes...well...

Joyce: I'm also a soccer coach, or football coach if you prefer. I started doing it for our calfs, but really enjoyed it, so I still do it part-time. But my primary job is 'self-defense' instructor.

Bogo: So between the two of us...I'd think twice about trying anything...

Joyce: We also have life firearms in the house...so, keep that in mind as well...

Bogo: She's better with a pistol than I am. *Chuckles*

Joyce: I still can't best Clawhauser though, his shooting is immaculate *Giggles*




Friday, February 3, 2023

Found AU ask; Interviewing Bogo on thawed cold cases

 

Bogo: *clears throat* In the interest of protecting the identities of the parties involved as well as those who may or may not be underage from any sort of future targeting by relations to these criminal elements, I can neither confirm nor deny any involvement in these cases by 'middle-schoolers' as you called them.

I will only go on to state that a talented volunteer team, whose services were unsolicited by any currently active branch of the ZPD or Zootopian Military Reserve, proved to be a valuable asset in terms of bringing to our attention pressing information that allowed the proper authorities to step in and do their job. And while we don't condone just how involved these particular mammals got with the cases you listed, we expect all diligent citizens of our fair city to report suspicious activity or recognized criminals to us so that it can be properly investigated.

And finally, while we have made...significant leaps within the last few months regarding several arguably cold cases the ZPD had been struggling with, make no mistake that the actions of 'middle schoolers' in no way *cough* *Dabs brow with a hoof* Pardon me. As I was saying...there were no 'middle schoolers' involved in said breakthroughs discovered regarding these cases. Most of these revelations can be attributed to our pair of star officers, Luietanant Hopps and Officer Wilde, who cracked these cases with diligent, unceasing and tireless work...

*Places hoof to his forehead and swabs.*

And certainly not by a seven-year-old junior detective who happened to be sleeping over at the home of Lieutenant Hopps for a weekend and in fact...*Cough* stumbled into Lieutenant Hopp's office while she was sleeping, studied the files left out, and cracked the cases herself as...some rumors may have suggested...

Leanne Stripesly: I...actually hadn't heard that rumor...

Bogo: *Nervously* Oh it's out there! *Cough* I've heard it...I'm surprised you haven't!*Chuckles awkwardly* Ridiculous isn't it...really... nine-year-old solving cold cases...Pah...*Shakes head and begins to mumble* If those cases had ended up on my desk I could have solved them just as easily as she did...

Leanna Stripesly: I'm sorry...what was that Chief?

Bogo: As easily as Hopps solved them! *Laughs uncomfortably* I mean, I do have to leave some cases for my officers to solve after all...can't keep them all to myself...I *laughs* I don't have that kind of time...

Clawhauser: *Leaning in and whispering to Bogo.* Pull up sir...it's time to pull up.

Bogo: *Grumbles quietly* It was time to pull up several minutes ago... I'm already a debris field...

Clawhauser: *Still whispering* Oh, and Judy called, she says 'she' solved another one...

Bogo: *slaps hoof over his face* Simba save us...


Thursday, September 22, 2022

Ask the ZPD; Prostitution

 

Bogo: Generally speaking, prostitution is illegal in almost all of Zootopia. However... there are exceptions.


Nick: That exception being the Nocturnal District.


Bogo: Yes. Zootopian Law is a bit... complex, as we have both city-wide laws, and district-specific laws. Districts can also choose not to enact city-wide laws so long as it doesn't have a massive negative effect on neighboring districts, or if the law involves protecting the rights of other mammals. 


Judy: For instance, a district can't choose to ignore a Zootopian city-wide law for environmental protection or limits on pollution, as that would definitely affect neighboring districts. 


Nick: And obviously, They can't choose to enact laws to discriminate against specific species or that advocate violence against them. The rest of the city wouldn't stand for it.


Bogo: In the case of the Nocturnal District, prostitution is illegal on an independent level, i.e. you aren't going to see any street walking mammals or pimps operating with the blessing of local law enforcement. The industry is heavily regulated, and there are numerous laws on the books to keep the workers of such a profession from being exploited. The nocturnal district actually has a specific limited 'red light' district where brothels can operate, and all of those businesses are run like a tight ship, both to protect the workers and the clientele. It's all very strict and above board for the most part...even if I don't agree with the practice personally.


Judy: There has been a bit of an argument that the 'sex tourism' fostered by the district does have detrimental effects on the neighboring districts, but it hasn't really been argued strongly enough to really challenge the law.


Nick: So for the time being, it's staying legal in the Nocturnal District. And there's a number of mammals I know that are quite happy with that status quo.


Judy: And you aren't one of them...are you slick?


Nick: Hey, I'm an attached fox, a one-doe mammal despite outward appearances. Besides, even when I was single I never indulged in that sorta thing... let's just say this tod never really had an issue meeting vixens. Keeping them was...a different story. *Chuckles*

Wednesday, August 3, 2022

Ask Bogo; Life, Career and Family Reprised!


 Bogo: Ugh, I've already told you that I'm not comfortable disclosing that information publically. Not only am I a very private mammal, and I respect my family's privacy, but putting their information out there would put them and their safety at risk.


Nick: For real? Don't you think that's a bit...excuse me for saying so Chief, overdramatic?


Bogo: You don't spend twenty-five years on the force, ten of which were spent acting as its Chief Officer without making a few enemies. Murderers, mafiosos, just plain maniacs, I've put away quite a few of them in my time, or at the very least acted as a constant thorn in their side. For any of them to catch a whiff of the names of those closest to me...well it would be like a drop of blood in a shark tank.


Nick: Oh, well...I guess I can't really argue against that logic...

Judy: But surely there's some little tidbit you can leave us with? Something vague enough, or non-incriminating enough to avoid aiding some maligned revenger plot against you?


Bogo: *Snorts* Alright...alright fine...but this is all you're getting from me. *Grumbles* I am mated, my mate is female, and we adopted several calves together.


Nick: Several big? Or more like...a couple of?


Bogo: I'm keeping it at 'several' to remain vague.


Nick: Okay.


Bogo: Hmm *Scratches chin thoughtfully* Oh, alright this is probably safe. Officer Clawhauser and myself have known each other since high school. We also went to the academy together, and essentially plotted ahead to work as partners, much as Hopps did with you Wilde.


Judy: Wow...you knew Clawhauser that long?


Bogo: Awkward outcasts attract. *Chuckles* Well...I was the awkward one...Clawhauser was the more social of our little pair. The issue being his far too hyper to the point where he drove off most other mammals. Luckily for him, I didn't talk much...so he got to do most of the talking for me. *Chuckles* That kind of personality gave him a great bedside manner on the beat when it came to consoling victims, cheering up calves, that sort of thing.


Nick: Seems like Benji's bread and butter...or rather, his croissant, cream cheese and lox. *Laughs*


Judy: But now you've got me curious, just why did Clawhauser switch to lobby work?


Bogo: Again, that's not my story to tell. It's his. But if you do broach the subject, please tread carefully. *Glares at Nick* That means no one-liners from the peanut gallery. 


Nick: Oh C'mon Chief, I would never! *Flashes Bogo a wide, cheesy smirk* Would this fox ever lie to you?


Bogo: *Huffs* Constantly...and then he lies about lying...thankfully Hopps is here to keep you honest...well as honest as a mammal like you can be. She may be pretty good at keeping you in line...but she's not a superhero...despite trying to play the part.


Nick: Ouch! Be honest Cheif, it's the fox thing, right?


Bogo: I am being serious here Wilde! It's a...delicate emotional subject for Clawhauser...and it has all the right to be. A mammal as sensitive as he is...*sigh*, let's just say that day was the first time I actually saw the value of being as socially detached as I was...but for benjamin, his greatest strength became his greatest weakness...


Judy: Sweet Cheese and Crackers...


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WT: Hey, sorry for basically pulling a re-answer here. I've had some of these asks sitting here for a bit and I forgot when I answered the first Bogo Question, there was another in a similar vein. Anyway, thanks for the ask! 

Tuesday, May 31, 2022

Ask 270; ZPD and it's History

 

Bogo: Ah, well I suppose the roots of the ZPD started after the events of the Native Wolf War in 1666 A.P. The following year, the Norwulff settled district of Alpine Glade would go on to establish Zootopia's first standing army, and over the next decade the other districts would follow suit. Although it would take about another century before those standing armies merged into one, and then went on to diverge into two distinct factions that would serve as the foundation for both the modern ZPD and the Zootopian reserve military. 


In 1769 the 'Zootopian Civilian Defense Patrol', or ZCDP was founded in an official capacity, brought together under former general Barnabus Lionheart, who would act as its first Chief. Though largely staffed by Wolves and Lions initially, over the years it would expand to officers of all spots and stripes. The Zootopian Civilian Defense Patrol name stuck around until 1902, when it took on the Zootopian Police Department titling we know today.


As for how many officers and detectives we have, well I couldn't tell you the exact numbers. We do have roughly three hundred or so employees working at District one alone, although not all of them are officers who work a beat. And though you've probably heard of Precincts one through four, there are eighty precincts across all the districts total, with a new one expected to open in Little Rodentia some time next summer.

Wednesday, May 18, 2022

Ask the Zootopia Cops; Religious beliefs?


 Part 1:

WT: Ah, well that's easy in the case of the Egyiptians, as most of them are already animal hybrids. Anubis would still be a jackal and Hathor would still be a cow. You could even probably still keep the non-mammalian gods such as Toth the Ibis (My personal favorite) or Seth the crocodile as they are fictional and meant to represent attributes, activites and concepts. However, when it comes to the human gods, the best solution would probably be to roll their traits into the animal gods and remove them entirely, an example being combining Bastet and Isis, Osirus with Anubis, and so forth.


In the case of the roman pantheon, it's a bit tricky, as I haven't decided if the roman pantheon would even exist in my Animalia. The reason being is that the Pridelands Empire that expanded from South Afrikat to Southern Roarope was essentially my Rome stand-in. And the religion of the Pridelands was Simbology. I suppose I could ascribe them to the Greeks (Growlks? Still going to need to workshop that one.) In which case, if I did Zeus would by default be a lion (Leous?), Aphro'bitey' a vixen, A'paw'llo a leopard, Arams the ram, and so forth.


Part 2:


Judy: Like wolves, we actually pray to our own lunar god, Lepida. Although most rabbits who came over from Roarope latched on Bambism in order to better integrate into Roaropean society.


Nick: They worshipped Thumper I assume?


Judy: He was their patron saint. My family however has more of its roots tied to Asiatic rabbits over Roaropean ones, so we ended up sticking to the lesser-known rabbit-specific religion.


Nick: If I had to guess, I take it Lepida is some kind of fertility goddess? *Chuckles*


Judy: I really want to scold you for that one, but yes...she is...Fertility and harvest.


Nick: Like most preygan gods.


Judy: What about you Slick.


Finnick: I can answer for him. As long as I've known Nick, he's been an atheist. And I bet that hasn't changed. *Laughs*


Nick: Correctomundo buddy. I don't believe in any 'phantom sky daddy' that watches over us. If there was one, he's certainly doing a pretty poor job of stewarding us around.


Judy: What, you can't be serious? You really don't believe in anything?


Nick: I believe in things that have hard evidence. There's no hard evidence of any god figure, therefore there is no god. Scientific method Carrots.


Judy: So you don't believe that there's anything after we die? No heaven?


Nick: When I die, I expect to rot in the ground, and that's about it. Circle of life as those kooky Simbologists say.


Judy: T-that's really sad...I guess I'll just have to believe in an afterlife twice as hard for the both of us then. I don't want to end up in heaven without my mate.


Nick: *Laughs* If it makes you feel better Carrots then sure. Put in a good word for me with Lepida will you?


Judy: Of course, though I'll probably have to convince her to look over a lot of your more...questionable acts.


Nick: *Laughs* So what about you little 'Mam? I think you told me once but I can't remember.


Finnick: Egyiptian faith, but non-practicing. 


Nick: Unsurprising.


Finnick: My family is from Egyipt, it's what I grew up with 'Mam, what did you really expect?


Nick: No, I mean it makes sense. Lot of gods to deal with though.


Finnick: No more than Volkinism, Bambisim, or Simbology for that matter. And those guys seem to get along with it just fine. Besides, like I said I'm non-practicing. It's a passive belief. I don't go to any church or anything, but I'll occasionally pray. That's about it. 


Nick: Fair.


Judy: What about you Cheif?


Bogo: Well, I'm afraid I'll probably come off as a bit 'kooky' *Glares at Nick* for admitting this, but I'm a Simbologist.


Nick: Sttthhhh...Ooooh....Er....


Bogo: Like Officer Finnley, my family also originated from Afrikat, from the very heart of the Old Pridelands. When you live there, it's really the only belief system one can ascribe to lest you be ostracized and shunned. And though my family migrated to Zootopia two generations ago, we've more or less stuck to the religion we were groomed into.


Judy: Did you ever feel the need to explore any other belief systems, maybe a more Gnu or water buffalo-centric one?


Bogo: Not really. My family generally held the belief that 'if it isn't broken, do not fix it', and I grew up to share that sentiment.  Besides, like Officer Finnley, I'm more of a passive observer, not a devout one.


Nick: I guess that means Carrot's is the only one of us guaranteed a spot in heaven then.


Finnick: *Laughs* I'll see you in the underworld then Nicky boy.


Nick: You bring the champagne.


Finnick: No, you bring the champagne. You're the larger mammal here, and you'd probably have to smuggle it in...if you know what I mean. *Bobs his eyebrows suggestively.*


Nick: *Cringes* Ugh...Hey maybe we can get old Buffalo Butt here to sneak it in. He's got enough junk in his trunk to hide a whole picnic, complete with tables and settings in him.


Judy: Ugh...


Bogo: That's it. Wilde, Hopps, Finnley, Parking Duty, one week.


Judy: Nice one Nick!


Nick: Whoops....would it help if I say I'm sorry? Your butt looks great chief, honest.


Bogo: Two weeks.


Finnick: I didn't even do anything! And I don't even work at this precinct!


Bogo: I'll put a word in with your superior officer. Drome and me go way back after all....*Chortles*.


Wednesday, February 23, 2022

Ask 49; Natural Born Heroes (Zootopia's Peacekeeper's)

 




WT: Y'know, I didn't realize when crafting the 'Renegades' that every single one wasn't a natural-born hero. That is, born with powers. Just happened to be a coincidence. However, with this next batch of heroes, you'll find that nearly all of them, save for maybe Mr. Mirage, was born with a power. So without further ado, let's get started.

Judith Laverne Hopps - Hero Name: Hoppspeed

Born to a very large, but otherwise unremarkable family in the rural backcountry of Burrow County, Judith Laverne Hopps had a very special power. However, it didn't manifest until her early kithood during a confrontation with notorious town bully Gideon Grey at the annual Carrot Days Festival. After already relentlessly mocking Judy for her dream of being a police officer, the tod had gone on to steal her friend Sharla's festival prize tickets. Judy, determined to defend her friends demanded the tickets back, earning a scoff from the bully before the tod lunged to push her down for defying him. At that moment, the world around the rabbit seemed to slow to a crawl, almost as if time itself had nearly come to a stop. In truth, it wasn't the world that had slowed, but Judy that had sped up, her fear and anxiety triggering her latent powers for the first time. 

While Judy wasn't exactly a pro at utilizing these newfound abilities on the fly, her display of super speed was more than enough to leave Gideon and his toady dizzy before sending them fleeing in terror. In their haste to get away, they had left Sharla's tickets behind, which the young bunny triumphantly returned to her awestruck friends. With these new abilities, Judy's desire to become an officer was only emboldened. She was no longer just some unremarkable, soft little rabbit with the odds stacked against her, but rather a true 'powered' with abilities that would easily outmatch even the largest normal mammal's the ZPD had. Such a gift would not only pave the way for her getting into the ZPD with ease, but allow her to rise to the ranks of the city's most hallowed and revered peacekeepers, including her idol 'Unbreakabull'.

It would take years of training to hone her abilities, mostly on her own as her family couldn't afford to send her to a school for mammals with her kind of 'gifts' But eventually, all that effort and hard work would earn her a full scholarship to the ZPD Academy, being placed in a special 'powered mammal's' program. Of course, Judy wouldn't stop there. The rabbit would continue to press her nose to the grindstone, quickly rising to the top rank in her class, and ending her tenure as the graduating classes valedictorian. 

Fresh out of school she is almost immediately drafted to Precinct One's Peackeeper Division, and the bright-eyed and bushy-tailed bunny is eager to get down to business and thrash some criminals. However, her superior and idol, Unbreakabull, sandbags her almost immediately, denying her a spot working the case currently plaguing the ZPD's best minds in favor of simple hero patrol work. This leads to a warped version of the events of Zootopia and the Night Howler Case which ends with Mr. Mirage and her subduing Bleatdown (Dawn Bellwether) and saving the city.

When it comes to Judy's actual powers, it's rather simple. She's super fast. Not fast enough to travel through time or vibrate her very atoms in order to pierce through solid matter similar to some interpretations of the 'the flash'. But fast enough to use g-forces created by her own speed to easily render criminals unconscious, whip up unnatural vortexes of wind that can batter through most obstacles, or to be able to run from Zootopia to Bunny Burrow in less than five minutes without so much as breaking a sweat. That said, Judy has to stay significantly hydrated, as the energy it takes to run at such speeds burns through her reserves significantly quicker than most mammals. Also, without her costume to hold her ears down and back, her speed is nearly halved as her ears flapping freely add a massive amount of drag.

Judy believes in the righteousness of the system, and rule of law. She swears herself to uphold truth, justice and the Zootopian way much as she believes her idol 'Unbreakabull' does. She's a real Ranger Scout, as Mr. Mirage would say. So much so that Judy has a hard time seeing, and then eventually coming to terms with the corruption that has rooted itself deeply into the ranks of its Peacekeepers, as well as the 'hero-sanctioning' system Zootopia has in place and those who arbitrate its rules and regulations. Save for Unbreakabull, she is the longest hold out in terms of turning her back on the system, as she had dreamed to be a part of it as soon as her powers appeared. 

Nicholas Piberious Wilde - Hero Name: Mr. Mirage

Unlike Judy, Nick wasn't born with powers. Instead, his abilities were unwillingly foisted upon him at a very early age due to a strange and mystical accident that befell him at an archeological dig site in Egyipt

John Wilde, Nick's father, was an archeologist. And while he and his family lived in Zootopia proper, the nature of his work took them to various parts of Animalia for extended stays. To a young Nick Wilde, it was something fun and fascinating, as not only did he get to see the world at a young age, he also shared his father's zest and enthusiasm for history and the ancient secrets of Animalia. But the fun and fascination in the little tod died almost outright on the night of his father's sudden disappearance at the site of his most recent dig. After a search party spent days searching the strange tomb, not a trace of the older tod was discovered. It was as if he had simply vanished, and that was something a young Nick Wilde could not accept. 

The night before the family would be forced to return to Zootopia without him, young Nick would enter the cordoned-off tomb determined to find his father. Still being a kit however, it didn't take long for the big, vacant temple to send him running from shadows, driving him deeper into the bowels of the ruins until he was eventually forced into a massive and unfamiliar anti-chamber. At the far end of the room, the ornate outline of a door was etched into the stonework, and young Nick watched as it began to glow, taking on a shimmering mirror-like quality. To the little tod's shock, he could barely make out the shimmering and ghostly form of his father behind the unnatural door. It seemed to be reaching out, soundlessly calling out for Nick's help, and without thinking the terrified kit sprinted to the apparition, reaching his paws out in a desperate attempt to save him. However, the moment he touched the surface, the kit was infused with both knowledge and power that no mammal his age should know. Images of various worlds flittered past his eyes, his little body writhing in pain as strange and mysterious energy surged through it. A power so intense and unnatural that it eventually caused the little fox to collapse and pass out. When Nick awoke, he was back in the camp, sleeping across from his mother as if nothing had happened. But he knew better. What he had experienced, what he had seen was too intense and vivid to be a nightmare. And as dawn broke at the dig site, the disappearance of the ruins in their entirety only confirmed his deeper suspicions.

Filled with celestial and otherworldly knowledge, it didn't take Nick long to figure out how to use his newfound powers. But being so young, they were often subject to his emotional whims, for better or worse. This got the young kit into serious trouble when he attempted to join the Ranger Scouts a few years after his accident. The betrayal and cruelty of the other scouts tricking and muzzling him spurred his abilities into action despite not wanting to use them, which resulted in the entire troop save for himself going missing for several days. As it would turn out, Nick's abilities had ended up teleporting the entire group to one of Tundratown's snowiest mountain reserves. Thankfully, due to their ranger scout training, the group survived with minimal injuries. However, that didn't prevent Nick from spending the rest of his youth in a special Juvenile Hall for powered mammals, his plea's that he 'hadn't meant it' falling entirely on deaf ears.

It is there he meets Finnick, or (Deciyell) as he calls himself. The two form a tight bond during that time, and once released the pair stick together, pulling odd and sometimes questionable freelance jobs that make use of their abilities to get by. It is during one of their tamer business ventures, a 'popsicle recycling' racket that he comes face to face with goody-two solepads Hoppspeed and gets swept into the mess that would become the "Night Howler' Scandal. 

With the city hailing them as heroes, and Hoppspeed pushing both him and Finnick to ride that title into an official capacity, she eventually convinces the reluctant tod into joining the ZPD Peacemaker division.

Nick's abilities are hard to quantify. If you needed a rough approximation to a similar existing hero to better understand his talents, you'd probably look to someone like Doctor Strange. Principally he works on illusion, both with powers one would deem 'real magic', and a mastery of prestidigitation that only serves to add a deeper level of misdirection to every move he makes. He is also remarkable cunning, and is perhaps mildly pre-cognitive due to his 'celestial knowledge'. This potent cocktail of abilities and talent make the tod a true force to be reckoned with, and in almost every case he seems to be twelve steps ahead of his opponent. However, what Wilde boasts in mental prowess and magical power, he lacks in physical strength. And all the tricks he has up his sleeves tend to fail him if someone manages to actually get their paws on his physical form. Depending on how strong his captor is, that could end up going fairly poorly for the lithe and fragile fox.

Nick is still the same snarky, sassy mammal he always was, although there is an even deeper emotional distress buried under his pelt than the Nick we know was carrying. He blames himself for the loss of his father and continues to try to use his abilities to find just where his father was transported to. He is also cursed with at least a vague knowledge of other worlds and timelines, and thus has seen both the best and worst he's capable of. Nick ends up joining Judy as a registered and sanctioned hero despite the whispers and rumors he's heard in the underground about how it truly operates largely because he quickly became smitten with the doe rabbit, although he'd be hard-pressed to admit it to her. That said, his 'Carrot's' is now the only thing keeping him on the legit path as he learns more and more unsettling secrets about who really runs the ZPD's Peacekeeper division. because of this, and his past tragedies, he identifies the most with the plight of the Renegades, and often is the one to leak information to them, as well as clean up their messes and cover for them. But he knows the inner workings of the ZPD suspect him of as much, and he knows it's just a matter of time before they try to 'deal' with him.


Finnick - Hero Name: Deci-Yell

Finnick is another mammal who had powers from birth, although his current mechanical augments amplify said power ten-fold. Finnick had a troubled childhood, similar to Nick's, although taking place entirely in Zootopia proper. Like Judy, Finn's power's didn't manifest until around grade school, in which he left a crowd of bullies permanently deaf after they had spent most of recess tormenting him. This was accidental of course, as the young kit's powers had triggered for the first time due to his heightened emotional state, but despite the circumstances Finnick still found himself shipped off to the Juvenile Hall for powered mammals.

Leaning into the skid so to speak, the rebellious little tod, feeling wronged for what had been done to him, continued to be a trouble maker inside the walls of the correctional facility before and after Nick arrived. Usually driving other mammals who bullied him there crazy by manipulating sound directly into their ears from the other side of the building, or scamming secrets and passwords off of the other inmates and faculty officials using his enhanced ability to eavesdrop. Between his and Nick's abilities, their propensity for troublemaking only heightened, and the pair didn't pull back on their mischievous schemes until it began to look like they might be transferred to an actual correctional facility come their respective eighteenth birthdays. With an exit on the horizon, the two began biding their time with good behavior until their release date came.

Once part of Zootopian society, the two began to take up various odd and sometimes questionable jobs that made good use of their abilities, Finnick's own work largely skewed toward acting as a DJ or wire for those who could pay a hefty sum. What money Finn made, he would pour into his van and augments, which grew increasingly advanced as the years went on, albeit not as streamlined as he would have liked. When Nick ended up dragging the smaller tod along with him into the 'real hero' racket, Finnick would take full advantage of the department's research and development division to perfect and streamline his augments, and better educate himself on just how to build and upkeep them.

Finnick is blessed with both super hearing and an incredibly powerful and flexible voice. Not only can he amplify his voice to deafeningly high levels,  but he can manipulate the sound and tones he generates in a variety of ways. Concentrating it to specific locations, or using specific frequencies to mask or disrupt various signals and communication methods. He is capable of whispering in the ear of a mammal practically from the other side of the city. Of course, without his augments and technology to boost his overall range and amplitude, his abilities are only half as powerful. ironically Finnick's weakness is also the very power he utilizes, as without the use of controlled sound dampeners for his ears he's at great risk of being incapacitated by loud noises including that of his own voice. Despite this, however, it seems that he can't be deafened no matter how painful the offending sound is to his sensitive ears.

Finnick is still rather blunt and crass in this universe, with even more power to back up his threats than what we're used to. That said, he, like Nick is just as suspicious of those in charge of the ZPD's peacekeeper program, and is essentially waiting for the shoe to drop that will force them both to bail. Until then, however, he's fine with following orders if it pays well, and it being 'legit' makes it less of a hassle from a legal standpoint. His only concern is for himself, at least that's what he openly says. Although he does care for Nick, and to an extent, the rather naive Judy, and is secretly worried about just what a mess they'll have on their paws when this whole 'hero gig' blows up in their faces. After all, he'd rather have stayed under the radar than risked perhaps becoming hunted one day. But a part of him, one he'd never openly admit to, felt obligated to look after Nick.


Chief Bogo - Hero Name: Unbreakabull

Unbreakabull is one of Zootopia's most well-known and respected heroes and is considered the long-standing 'face' of the ZPD's Peacekeeper division. Not much is known about Bogo's past, or what his civilian life is like outside of the station. It's presumed that he has a family based on some of the short, begrudging admissions the large water buffalo has made to his subordinates. But generally, his conversation tends to limit itself to the office and duties that must be upheld within it. From what is known thanks to his registry information, he was born with his gift, and it is not specified as to when it manifested. As his name implies, 'Unbreakabull' is just that, invincible. He's never been sick, and can't be damaged by pretty much anything known to mammals. Bullets, Bombs, Fire, nothing can seem to pierce his impossibly tough hide, and no one knows if he actually has a weakness or not. That said, his abilities, coupled with his natural strength and physique are what made him the pinnacle of the Peacekeeper's, and the 'ideal hero' to many Animalian's, Judy included.

Bogo is both the Cheif of the ZPD, and its Peacekeeper Division for 'powereds', and ultimately makes the call in most cases for who gets inducted into both organizations. However, in the case of Hopp Speed it was his benefactors who pushed for her immeadiate inclusion against his wishes. Needless to say, this shows that Bogo is sometimes a figurehead for the machinations of those above him, and based on some of the calls they've forced him to make, it's clear he's not happy with the arrangement. Which leaves one to wonder, what could they possibly be holding over an invincible mammal-like Bogo to keep him towing the party line?

So there's your batch of 'State-Sanctioned Heroes', a look at just how some of them got to where they are, and the troubled state they all seem to be in. In terms of clashes with the Renegade heroes, it is through these confrontations that Nick and Finnick slowly have their fears and suspicions confirmed, and Judy is eventually woken up to what is really going on with Zootopia's hero sanctioning process and the organizations that run it seemingly trying to own mammals with superpowers. But how it all plays out when the rubber hits the road? Well, who can say...all we can say for sure is that well...things like that eventually fall apart. The center cannot hold...

Tuesday, February 1, 2022

Ask Bogo, District Prosecutors

 

Bogo: There is a top prosecutor in every district, granted I only know the four from the primary districts by name, as we've worked with them the most often. There's Rahaj Therantan, a tiger who works in the Rainforest District. Demetri Marithailov, a polar bear who works in Tundratown, Nadira Bactra, a camel who works in Sahara Square. And lastly, Vera Leone who works Savannah Central, and is also the prosecutor I tend to work with the most. 

Generally, Vera has always been the most...amicable of the four to work with when it comes to cases. Easy to work with, and seems to be a very kind mammal...I suppose she would have to be to have dated Leodore as long as she had. As for the prosecutor who is the most...difficult to work with...well, that would be Nadira. We just...rub each other the wrong way. And, thanks to the fact that 'spitting' isn't considered a form of assault or battery in Sahara Square, she tends to take full advantage of that when she's angry. Thankfully, since I already need to wear sunglasses whenever I go to that district, it helps keep the bulk of any 'ejections' out of my eyes.

Tuesday, January 25, 2022

Ask Dawn and Bogo; Judicial System

 

Dawn: Again...this is another question that...I feel I'm not fully qualified to discuss the nitty gritty when it comes to this sort of thing...aside from maybe being on the correctional side of things.


Bogo: *Ahem* Zootopia does share a great deal in common with Roaropean and North Mammalia's Judicial systems, aside from differences in regional law based on the needs of each nation...as well as a few old, oddball laws still left on the books that are very rarely, if ever enforced.


Dawn: Are you talking about laws like the 'No selling ice cream floats on Sunday?' in the North meadow-lands.


Bogo: Exactly. That one is up there with the 'No wearing sole pads in grass or other forested areas within city limits.'


Dawn: I'd...never heard that one before...


Bogo: Well, it was put in place to protect the cities natural flora, but unless a mammal is deliberately trying to kick up grass and plant life, most flora is just as vulnerable to bare paws as to a mammal wearing sole pads.


Dawn: That makes sense I suppose.


Bogo: Zootopia has a court system, legal trials and representation, and of course correctional facilities and programs. It's all quite similar, although I think were we do stand out is with our cities 'rehabilitation' programs.


Dawn: *Chuckles* I suppose I'm living proof of that. I mean, granted 'rehabilitation' can't be used in certain cases...obviously violent crimes and...sexual offenders usually have little hope of being rehabilitated depending on just how egregious their crimes are. But still, Zootopia's programs are still leagues ahead of many of North Mammalia's and Roarope' own systems. Generally most criminals can be helped via therapy and job programs, which largely prevents them re-offending.


Bogo: When it comes to crime, the city at large devotes a good portion of it's focus to why the crime was committed, and what can be done to help prevent it from happening again through our rehabilitation programs. We try to avoid simply throwing more laws at the problem, and getting to the root of the issue which each individual offender. Again, as Dawn mentioned, it cannot work with every criminal. There will always be those who refuse the help, or have an underlying mental condition or compulsion, and of course, those who have commuted unspeakable crimes.


Dawn: Which...considering what I nearly did...that's saying a lot.


Bogo: It may still surprise you Dawn, but even at the peak of your little....episode let's say....there were and still are, much worse mammals than you out there, believe me.


Dawn: I...I don't know whether to be relived or terrified to know that...

Thursday, December 31, 2020

Ask the ZPD; Roles at the Police Station


 

Bogo: Well, I feel it's rather straight forward in terms of simplicity, but most civilians have a hard time grappling exactly what each rank means. First and foremost, you have your officers. At some stations in other cities there is a rank below this called a police technician, who handles traffic violations and things of that nature. However, in Zootopia we've simply lumped the role over onto the officers as well to simplify the structure.

Then you have a corporal, which admittedly is just our designation for an officer chosen to be in charge of a small team of officers or special units. Essentially it's a role differed to the head officer working on a case with multiple officers.

Then we have our Sergeants, which are sort of out internal officers. They help interpret ordinances, train other officers, and handle internal complaints.

After that you have Lieutenant's, like Hopps. Aside from handling general officer duties, they also play the role of civic ambassadors. Think going to schools to talk to calf's, civic meetings and the like. They play a bigger role in the overall community and image of the ZPD. But they also help in taking broad direction from their superior officers and creating a plan of action around them to disseminate to the lower ranking officers.

Our Police Captains are another largely internal department, largely revolving around budgetary and department policy work. Depending on your outlook on paperwork, this could be considered to be a fairly undesirable condition.

After that, depending on the department, you can either run up to the Deputy Chief of Police, or just the Chief. It largely depends on the size of the department or need. Here in District one, it may surprise you to find that we don't actually have a deputy police chief.

Nick: *Whispers* Because no one can stand working directly under old buffalo butt for more than five minutes.

Bogo: What was that Wilde?!

Nick: Nothing Sir, please continue with this fascinating educational lecture.

Bogo: *Grumbling* Basically a deputy would be subordinate to me. They largely perform the same duties I would, and act as a back up or second in command should the Chief be in disposed. As for my role as police chief, I largely oversee everything here at District one. I make the call on what law enforcement programs to implement, I dole out cases, and study existing cases to try to discover patterns if there are indeed any. Chief of police is a role doled out by elected official generally, which in this case would be 'The Police Commissioner”, who oversees all of Zootopia's departments. As for roles like 'Sheriff', in Zootopia the role is seen as equal to that of chief....although why the North Meadowlands and Alpine Glade holds steadfast to the rural nomenclature I haven't the foggiest.



Thursday, October 1, 2020

Ask Bogo; The Wilde Hopps Betting Pool


 

Bogo: Officer Finnick doesn't work in this branch of the ZPD, that much I flatly deny. While my Officers do tend to make all sorts of...*Shakes head* foolish wagers and odd gambles that I'm somewhat forced to look the other way about in order to...”maintain a certain level of morale and camaraderie” among the officers, they don't tend to do 'cross-station' betting on specific officers. It's more something that's reserved for out annual ball games or other such frivolities.

That said, I've heard talk about the “Hopps-Wilde” betting pool around the office. Hushed murmurs and whispers by pretty much any other officer aside from Clauhauser....who more than likely started the betting pool in the first place. Of the many things I can say about Clawhauser, he's not shy when it comes to doing things like that, nor is he...intimidated by me like the other officers. So he was quite forthcoming with the existence of the bet, and has pestered me more than once about throwing my horns into the ring. Of course, I flat out told him again and again that I 'don't waste my time with trifling things like that.' After all, I think it would be a cruel misuse of my authority take in so much of my fellow officers paychecks on such a sure thing. Of course, Clawhauser only pressed me further after that remark, saying 'if I was so certain I'd win, then I should be willing to at least put up something...”

*Sigh* So, I put some money down on a spring wedding. It's the most popular time of year for rabbit weddings, and with Lieutenant Hopps coming from a very traditional rabbit family, I can't see it happening at any other time of year. I don't think Wilde has nearly enough family members to argue down that many rabbits with a different suggestion.

There, you have you answer, now get out of my office.