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he is not speaking. even as he stares with his beady little eyes, so very clearly burning with question, he does not speak it. whatever has incited this newfound well of curiosity remains between him and his writer. ( but don't worry, she'll give you a clue: why is the song called ' endless possibility ' when every lyric says ' endless possibilities ' ? why did he do that ? why the fuck did he do that ? )

“ Because it's funny . ”  

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I absolutely love all the new sonic cinematic universe blogs

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His World // Sonic the Hedgehog (2006)

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Programming games from scratch is a fun learning experience

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grabs him by the throat. ' havin fun ?! WHORE ' @electrogltich.

@electroglitch 

Right here ?  Right now ?  Adrenaline pulsating through every vein ?  Body driven to limits against a strong opponent &  mind racing as violence ensues ?  Heart pumping &  pain erupting from several places he can't even discern  ? 

Hand grips into the one locked around his throat, subtle claw digging .  “ Does it look like anythin' else ?  Really kind of you to check, though .  ” 

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strive edit wip is all I've been doing for the past 3 hrs

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paw beans

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Honestly loving movie verse for making Shadow even more of a cryptid than he already is. With game verse "Mobians" are already living with humans, seeing anthro animals going grocery shopping or being your coworkers is just the norm. And as alien and unnatural as Shadow may get, he still looks like any other mobian hedgehog because that's what his creation was based on, it's a normal and underwhelming upfront that veils that abominable and hides the uncomfortable when there is nothing that calls them forth.

Movie verse tho??? That's a REAAAL CRYPTID THAT'S A MONSTER !! Sonic, Tails & Knuckles already come from another dimension in a world where humans have no connections to mobians at all whatsoever. These anthro little colorful mascots are abnormal and unusual and therefore terrifying at first encouters . Shadow takes that already-worrying level of mystery and fear and skates at the speed of sound AWAY with it. He's not from the trio's dimension, he's definitely not human, he's just some tube baby, he's just a frankenstein monster, he's the result of this god forsaken scientist trying to play god in a world where people are so comfortable to laugh at a man for warning them about "The Blue Devil" !! Heck, even that absolute freak of nature that is Sonic gets to call Shadow "a rogue alien on the loose" .

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ok 4 am i NEED TO GO

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“ Yeah yeah sure, the jackal was hot or whatever .   Hard pass, call me when he starts morphing into some sort of being you can't even recognize at first . ”

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WATCHED THE MOVIE

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“ You good ? ”  He asks lightly, there is little to no worry in his voice, seeing how the conveniently sonic-shaped void in the white snow actually looks somewhat comfortable .  “ Cuz if you are, I wanna have a turn sliding down the ramp .  ”  Can't do that if the house owner is dead or something, of course . 

   if one pays close enough attention,  there's a conveniently sonic - shaped indent in the snow down at the bottom of his treehouse  (  turns out having a spiral ramp going up the base of the tree is all fun and games until it snows profusely and becomes a slipping hazard  ) .

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Sonic stopped at 3'11" around his twentieth birthday, ending his ironically slow growth rate with a short king certification as he happens to be just a couple inches shorter than most mobians his age . At 23 going 24 around his visit to Starfall Islands . His legs make the most of his height compared to his trunk, agile and hypermobile as they could ever be, with unbelievably sturdy joints, ligaments & muscles that keep up with his otherworldly speed . The rest of his body isn't any different, and almost everything ( but especially the legs ) is marked by myriads of scars which can sometimes be spotted in areas where his fur lacks thickness ( or where it simply doesn't grow anymore, like hypertrophic and fibrous tissue. ), they're various in shape, his body having been violated in all sorts of ways throughout years of battle & months of torture . He doesn't mind them, and he tends well to his fur & quills, the plush cerulean blue going inky & darker at every tip and every quill, the almond being shorter and more velvety on his chest and arms, the fur is lightweight but prone to hold water ( which he greatly despises ) . His quills do not frame or crown his head like Shadow's or Silver's, instead they're swept back by the constant exposure to wind from his running . His vitals are insane, resting heart rate approximates 450 bpm, respiratory rate isn't any less overwhelming, resting at ~90 bpm, the constant rush of blood & the hyperactivity of his muscles earn him chronic elevated body heat, like a severe case of fever to the touch . His irises pale emerald green, hazy & seemingly far . His canines are longer & sharper on both jaws . ( Think Adventure 1 )

For attire, his look involves Boom style bandages & bandana, alongside light speed shoes from Unleashed, with occasional plain hoodies or aviator jackets . Always seen wearing his gloves, one cuff hides the bracelet given to him by Chip, the other hides the Crystal Ring ( It's merely for cosmetics here . Painfully similar to the bracelets of ancient Echidnas, it often reminds him of Tikal . )

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Seeing Sonic beat Muf.asa in the theaters is literally so satisfying guys i keep giggling abt it

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“ Well that depends, ”  He smiles lightly, bit of a chuckle underlying his tone .  Finger moves to press beneath his nose as he ponders momentarily .  “ The public doesn't usually mind my presence, cops are suspicious but mostly unaware, and it's not like they can catch me .  ”  He shrugs, refusing to elaborate further on what police should be aware about .  Perhaps the fact that this blue one is a wanted fugitive who's broken out from several federal prisons over & over throughout the years .  

“ C'mon let's go & get you some fresh air ! ”  He sounded too certain in the power of walking outside & seeing the trees & feeling grass beneath your fingers, sanguine smile & a pace that waits to be followed as he steps ahead .  “ No need to worry, I'll be there if you need anything .  ”   He'd also like to promise to not cause any trouble, but these things seem to happen as fast as he could run across the entire the city, i.e :  mere seconds that can't be processed . 

' ...  a walk . '  for the sake of it ?  when was the last time that he had done anything just for the sake of it ?  ( or ,  another faint toll and hymnal :  when would be the last time that he could ? )  he knows better ,  of course ;  an absolute can't to the other's should .  even cancers could fester worse beneath the light ,  cells burgeoning and squirming with every overactive attempt to live ,  suffocating its own host to death by itself .  but the rays bounce and reflect off the clear lens of his glasses ,  refracting nothing at their strengthless frames .  a breath allows him to blink through the circumference blur of his memories ---  the inexplicable colds of winter and fall ,  else the mild ,  overheated fevers of spring and summer .  ' it's been a while ,  i guess .  but ,  i should ask ...  there isn't going to be any trouble with you freely walking around ,  right ? '

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i’m so glad earth only has one moon, if there were more i’d have to pick a favorite and that sounds too emotionally taxing to even fathom

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Hands as careful as could be  grab hold of the mysterious stone for a closer look .  He finds that it shines a flare closer to the yellow chaos emerald, softer glow encased in ancient gem of power, white gloves clear away at the surface curiously, and this shine could very much be fake .  

Eyebrows knit as feet taps in tandem with racing mind .  He truly wanted to help, but his knowledge of Chaos energy and what ties into it continues to prove itself lacking .  Even after all these years of tempering with the stones & using them when needs be, it remains instinctual to him, other than any sort of applicable science that he can put into words .  

“ Actually, an emerald have been missing from my radar lately , ”  Casually, he starts tossing the stone from one hand to another .  And by radar, he's referring to simple sensitivity towards their energy, and the way he tends to keep track of where the stones are in case they're needed .  “ Wouldn't be too farfetched to assume someone with the ability to Chaos Control has showed up & snatched it . ” 

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i came as fast as i could. / for Rouge !!

【💎】— ❝HEH, I can see that.❞ Rouge remarked, hands on her hips with one eyebrow arched upwards. The hedgehog had, indeed, gotten there within world-record time.

———-> ❝TAKE a look at this, Blue. What do you make of it?❞ The GUN agent held up a dull looking whiteish stone, but when she took her finger and scratched the surface off, it revealed brilliant, glowing gold light.

———-> ❝DO you know what this is? It's calcified chaos energy, usually gets left over when Shadow blasts an earthen surface with a Chaos Spear or Chaos Blast. But Shadow hasn't been around here nor has he been blasting the area with chaos energy. So... what do you think?❞