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“’M not too sure I follow. You want to do...what, exactly?”

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“I don’t think that’s a meme...”

team-phantom replied to your post: @team-phantom || Is this REALLY a ‘fan-fiction?’  …

Ur right should have added and his ‘boyfriend’

          You hear what is apparently the loudest sigh possible from the Platypus.

          “Is this one of those new ‘MEMES’ I hear so much about? Now it’s REALLY fan-fiction.”

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two birds of a feather                   say that they’re always gonna stay together.

                                                 but one's  NEVER  going to let go of that wire.                                                                          he says that he will,                                                                            but he’s just a LIAR.

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…but being alive can feel so strange and bizarre and beautiful and intense.

Zola Jesus, interviewed by Anca Macavei for Nasty Magazine c. July 2019 (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Rewatching the OVA for icons has kind of made me think about the new movie as compared to the old one and how everyone assumes that good stylistic choices = more realism. But like...the OVA is so crisp and clear and simple in their designs? You don’t need to animate every single quill on Sonic’s head for him to look sleek and likeable. Toei Sonic is probably one of the best designs Sonic has had in terms of animation. Simplified, angular, easy to draw, but sleek.

Kinda wish we went back to the simpler = better idea. You don’t need 1000 different details in your character to make them look cool.

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S T R A N G E  I S N ‘ T  I T ?

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chaosmixed‌:

          Was that rude of him? Yes. Did he think it was warranted? Also yes. He never claimed to be a saint, but Sonic’s lucky he didn’t decide to warp the boombox over into the beach. Turning off his music would have been the least of his concerns at this point.

          His obvious snark comes to no surprise, he’s far too used to it with his own Sonic by now, but his mention of Metal, assumed to be Metal Sonic, catches his attention. So this universe has its own Metal Sonic as well? He shouldn’t be surprised, honestly, but what does surprise him is the fact that Metal is apparently dead. Or dying. One of the two. Surprise, Sonic actually managed to say something that caught him off guard.

        “Is that so? What a shame. Though I can assure you that isn’t who I’m talking about.”

          Sonic seems to think that Starline was here because of Metal or because of Eggman. Only one of those things is true, and he can’t exactly say he was eager to meet another universe’s Eggman, after his current encounter with his own. It would just make things needlessly complicated, he thought.

          “You see, I’m not from here. I am from… a different universe, or timeline, if you would - I know YOU as someone else, though it appears you’re much younger in this universe than in my own…”

          He reaches up, adjusting his glasses and peering closely at the hedgehog.

          “Granted, your situation isn’t nearly as DIRE as his… so coming here is almost like a breath of fresh air for me.”

“Another universe, huh? I guess you do that with your ugly-lookin’ gem, huh?” He points at the Warp Topaz in Starline’s glove. That explains why the energy signature is so weird.

He’d heard rumors about time travel being possible with the Warp Zones scattered around the Land of Darkness, but Sonic definitely preferred sticking to his own time and place. While he’s a sightseer and hates being bored, there’s no time like the present--right? Live in the moment and all that jazz.

“Big words, Doc. Must’ve really done well on those standardized tests.” Sonic throws his hands up into the air, shrugging almost theatrically. “He’s gonna have to change his name. Can’t really think of a dire time in my life.”

So Sonic doesn’t care about his alternates close brush with death. You know what he does care about? Being younger. Sonic’s at that age where he’s tired of being written off by everyone just for being a teenager. “Who cares about being old? No wonder he’s in a tight spot. His joints aren’t workin’ too well!”

Okay. Quipping aside and supremacy established, Sonic gets to work. “So if you don’t work for Ro-butt-nik and you’re not lookin’ for Metal, why’re you out here? Don’t say somethin’ like self-discovery. That’s a boring answer.” Ouch.

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          How long has it been since he’s seen Sonic? Ever since the trouble he’s stirred up on his world, any sign of the Blue Blur has been left to the roar of the wind. He knew his was infected, currently seeking shelter, trying not to infect anyone else. To see one here now - one that’s comparatively younger-looking, is jarring. He had come to this alternate dimension with the intention of learning a bit more about himself, what he wants to do, and what he expects of Eggman. Call it a journey of self-discovery, but this was already turning out to be one heck of a journey.

          The fact that he’s almost gotten arrested dozens of times already is a testament to that statement.

          He was about to speak when he realized just how obnoxiously loud that boombox is. The fact that it is blaring sound nonstop completely throws off his ability to speak at all… so, he calmly walks over to the boombox, reaches down, and clicks it off. Sweet silence fills the air before he speaks.

          “You know, normally, it’s considered rude to play ear-shattering music while trying to TALK to someone.”

          He huffs, turns to Sonic fully, then crosses his arms.

          “My name is Doctor Starline, and I’m here on….. a mission of sorts. Nothing too particular. But you’ve caught my eye, see - you’re the second Sonic I’ve ever met.”

          At least, the second one that wasn’t a bloody fucking cop.

Sonic’s ears twitch as Starline flicks off the boombox, but he makes no move to stop him. He just watches, a thumb pushing his glasses back up over his brow ridge to rest on his forehead. So this guy is one of those sorts of people. He shouldn’t be surprised.

“Know what else is rude? Showin’ up uninvited and turnin’ off your host’s music.” Sonic’s quip is well-matched with Starline’s faux politeness. Despite that, he doesn’t lean down to turn the boombox back on. Whatever. Let this duck--or whatever he is--get it over with.

“Yeah, okay,” he interrupts the platypus, and he makes a shooing sort of motion with his hand when Starline introduces himself, uninterested after all. “I’ve had enough run-ins with Doctors and look-alikes to last me a lifetime. If you wanna know where Metal is, his parts are melting up in some lava field at the Ice Caps. Phone me when you get close to takin’ over the world.”

Exasperatedly, Sonic folds his arms behind his head and leans back on a heel. He’s kind of tired of this whole trend of people mixing him up with Metal, which is this “other Sonic” he’s assuming Starline is talking about. “He’s not Sonic. I’m the only me around!” A triumphant grin is flashed at the platypus, finger swiping under his nose coyly.

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This Sonic knows his way around machines a bit more than the average Sonic probably does on account of owning the Tornado and being one of like...three people that live on an otherwise abandoned island. He’s pretty handsy at DIY sort of stuff.

Tails is obviously much better at it than him, but give Sonic a broken device and he could probably figure it out unless you have to bring chemistry or advanced science into it.

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Tails attempts to copy Sonic, from the ‘Sonic OVA’, aka ‘Sonic The Movie’.

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Starter for @chaosmixed ; STARLINE

“That’s a fancy lookin’ gem you got there,” Sonic says half-heartedly, teetering grin smearing its way over his muzzle, “But I’m not ‘xactly fond of magic rocks I’ve never seen before.” He can feel its energy signature creeping up his spine. It’s definitely foreign. Sonic’s seen enough of the Land of Darkness to know it’s not even from this world; his expertise lies with Chaos energy. Not whatever this thing is.

Fiddling with his glasses, Sonic slides them back down his eyes.

He continues. “Why don’tcha tell me who you are and what you’re doin’ here?” He doesn’t feel like chasing a stranger away. Even if the guy seems super shady. But...the weather’s too nice for Sonic to care right now. Tails finally got his radio fixed; Sonic’s impressed. As usual. That thing had seen its fair share of water and fall damage in its time.

Sure enough, his boombox is playing some bad rock CD. Loudly. Sonic’s been shouting over his music this whole time.

Turn it off? That’s blasphemy.

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I lied. Like this for a starter w/ OVA Sonic? The only official characters he knows are Tails + Knux (and the President and Sara but like...I’m gonna draw them as Mobians bc I’m interested in that idea) so just something to keep in mind.

I’ll get to them assuming I have energy tomorrow.

edit: oh yeah he knows metal sonic and eggman too. duh

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OVA Sonic falls under “legally cannot say fuck” but definitely has said fuck. Also tag dump and then I’m going to bed.

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"okay fine maybe the ponytail IS stupid, i might get a mohawk."

“Mohawks are super cool! I think you could totally rock one,” Ray agrees cheerfully, and he moves to spike up Roll’s quills to create a sort of faux-hawk look. Brow knitting together, the squirrel thinks over the options.

He’s no fashion expert, but he knows…enough about a wardrobe. People usually complimented his blue scarf for going so well with this yellow fur, so clearly Ray must know SOMETHING, right?

“Ooh! It’d be super punk, ya know? Like a ‘stick it to Eggman,’ sort of vibe?” His eyes are brimming with excitement. Please agree with me.

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          “– EH?? Me? No no - I’m just singing! That’s all! Ahaha–..”

“Oh. Okay!”

“AND EVERY TIME WE KISS I SWEAR I COULD FLY!”

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I’m making an OVA-specific Sonic a muse on this blog. Hell Yeah