#✪ ᵀʰᵉ ᵖᵒᶳᵗᶳ : Starters✪

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@universalcarnival clicked “❤️” for a starter!!!

 Strange occurrences were never a new thing for Sonic, and that included anything extraterrestrial, magical, or paranormal. In fact, the more there’s a word of it, the more he’s gravitated towards it like a moth to a flame. It’s no wonder why holidays such has Halloween always bring out the excitement of the hedgehog, like a child who has already consumed buckets of sugar.

However, this is one of those instances where it’s... Absent. Now, instead of running up towards the oddity with a gust of wind, he’s standing across from them, tilting his head to the side and placing his hands on his hips, humming thoughtfully.

One would think he would question the oddity’s characteristics, but all he spoke was, “...Hey, dude. I don’t got a bone ta pick with ya or anythin’ but - How does a guy like you fair in da sun? Like, is it possible f’er you ta get sunburned or-?”

Real smooth, Sonic.

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✪ OPEN STARTER - NOIR AU - Inspired by this wishlist idea ✪ 

 Adrenaline flowed within his veins, giving him the edge he needs to take down this nasty crook. Crimson snot was smeared on the vigilante’s glove, not that it would be too much of a fashion disaster due to blood splattering on it like polka-dots. Excruciating pain sheeted over him with overwhelming intensity, as if he’s shoving his entire body into a furnace.

Despite it all, a crooked grin remained on the hedgehog’s face. Chuckles emitted from him, no matter how many fists were jamming themselves at his cheeks, his sides, and every other body part left unmentioned. Glass fragments were falling out of his goggles due to it, and yet? He didn’t give an ounce of care to it.

“Is... Is dat all ya got, punks?”

All that mattered to him in his swimming mind was giving these guys what for. His knuckles swatted back at them, but they didn’t give as much of an impact as they did previously. Regardless, he tried. And he tried. And he tried again before he felt his own weight yank him towards the ground.

Before he knew it, snowflakes speckled his outfit, seeping cold air into his bones. He hurt everywhere. His fingertips ached. His knuckles throbbed. His legs were filled to the brim with pins and needles. They were hurt the worst. Everyone knows that De-Blur can’t roam around the streets without his precious legs to guide him, right?

For once, his mind demanded a thought to him; one that he’ll reject the second it’s handed to him: Getting help. Not once would he allow someone to risk their lives to save his. It’s too dangerous. Far more dangerous than one could even imagine.

...But what else is he supposed to do?

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✪ OPEN STARTER ✪

Drowsy eyes blinked rapidly, twice in fact as the speedy blue hedgehog looked around, quirking a brow to see that he’s… Not in bed? And furthermore, where the heck is he? This area is nowhere near recognizable to him in any shape or form. Darn, this just doesn’t make any sense! How the heck did he get here?

With a small yawn, Sonic glanced up at the other person in questioning, hoping for some kind of answer instead of an expression of concern.

“Heyyy… Whaddya lookin’ at me like dat f’er?” his voice was slurred, much like his movements were sluggish. It was like he could collapse on the ground any second now. “Can ya tell me where we are? And how did I get ‘ere? I thought I was asleep… Not unless someone dragged me ‘ere, heh.”

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@bluebirdsmuses clicked “❤️” for a starter!!!

For @lombaxinhiding / Angela!~

 The sand brushed over the terrain as if they were salty, foaming waves splashing against the docks. Grains of it were carried under the powerful currents of the wind, pushing in blasts of warm, muggy air. Sand was everywhere - On the shrubs, cacti, and even getting into Sonic’s infamous pair of sneakers. Soon, it’ll be getting in his fur, his quills, and even in between his teeth; much to his dismay.

Soleanna’s desert was never forgiving, especially for how massive it is. Sunlight glimmered upon the endless sea of sand, making it appear as if it were to star in some light show. Though, that wasn’t the only thing that came off as a beacon of light...

Fragments of painted metal were sprawled all across the sand, now coating every nook and cranny of them with specs of the land. Thanks to their weight, they never spread across the desert like some scavenger hunt. No; all they ever gained was pockets and pockets of sand. Following the trail of them, he came across a woman, presumably the owner of all these pieces.

Honestly, she looked like she was the spitting image of this tundra - Except for all the out-worldly clothing and vehicle. It was like she came from another era. An era that Sonic’s planet hasn’t evolved from yet. Hopefully, none of the technology in his world isn’t outdated enough to help her out.

“Hey, m’am!” he began to the foreigner, casually slapping his palms against one another to announce his presence, “I saw some bits of y’er ship lyin’ around, and if ya don’t get to ‘em in time, they might as well become one with da desert!” He uttered a chuckle. Or, at least, tried to without getting any sand in his mouth. His mouth was pressed into a line afterwards, with his eyes curving in concern. “....But dat means ya crashed down ‘ere too. Are... You okay? Anythin’ broken?”

Besides your ship, that is.

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( @cosmicquccn  ❤️ for a short starter! )

 “Rosalina, whaddya doin’ here? It’s waaay too early f’er the next Winter Olympics!” 

 Or perhaps she has a different reason as to why she’s here. Otherwise than that, Sonic couldn’t even begin to cogitate on why she’s here. It’s not every day when a princess magically appears in the peculiar world of Earth (well, Sonic’s version of Earth). 

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 ( @notsoregal  ❤️ for a short starter! )

 “I hate to rain on y’er parade but ‘m not da Sonic y’er lookin’ f’er. I don’t know anythin’ ‘bout you, girly.” 

 Perhaps she came off from a warp ring or from some dimensional mishap, but other than that, Sonic didn’t get how she would be here. It wouldn’t make sense if she was from his world, going off about “Freedom Fighters” or something like that. He would complain about how that name sounded silly but he wouldn’t want to frustrate her when she’s already stuck in a sticky situation.

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 ( @polariisrunaway  ❤️ for a short starter! )

 Well, it wasn’t the first time someone has attempted to raid into his ship, but Sonic wasn’t at all pleased with it. After fixing the ship from the damage its been receiving over his travels (& escapes), he noticed a young woman clambering onto it, seeking for whatever her heart's content (& to Sonic’s dismay). 

 Without a second thought, the azure ‘hog gripped onto his blaster, narrowing his eyes coldly at the intruder. How dare someone just waltzes around his territory like it’s just some playground? Did they not give thought nor idea that snooping around & getting their fingers over someone else’s stuff results in danger? Perhaps not.

 “Hands. Off.” His tone was anything but friendly. 

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 ( @celerritas  ❤️ for a short starter! )

 “What da...?”

 Ok, this has to be some dream, right? Did he just got knocked out on battle & is having some strange dream that made no sense? Or was this just another nonsensical travel throughout time & space? Eh, it could be one or the other but he isn’t just going to stand here like some dumbfounded, stupefied fellow who looked like he’d seen Perfect Chaos emerged once again & seeking havoc upon people.

 Tilting his head to the side, he approached his duplicate (?), speculating on what on Earth is going on here. Traveling through time & space was just icing on the universal cake, now we’re talking about dimensions! Wow, just when the speedster thought things couldn’t get any crazier. 

 “Okaaay... Now, this is gettin’ weird. Look, dude, I dunno where ya came from, but don’t come waltzin’ in here tryin’ to steal my looks.”

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 ( @lostlhotlan  ❤️ for a short starter! )

 Arthur just needed some peace & quiet after today. Really.... After being survellienced by the Knights of the Round Table (& Caliburn), who wouldn’t want to rush out of Camelot just for some fresh air? Yeah, being dolted over like a baby wasn’t what he had in mind after what happened during the attack on the kingdom. 

 It... It was many years ago & it left Arthur without parents & a baggage of responsibility on his shoulders, one he never asked for. 

 As the young king trotted across the open fields & breathing in the calming air of spring, his eyes caught the sight of something from afar. Anxiety came curling up inside of him, clawing at him as his mind made assumptions about what it could be... Or who. Approaching cautiously, he couldn’t help but gape at the young woman that made her presence, making the king only widen his eyes & they glimmer in a child-like curiosity. 

 “O-Oh! Hello there!” Cue a toothy grin from him, enthusiasm rushing through him as he figured that maybe, just maybe, he could finally talk to someone outside the kingdom! “Whaddya doin’ out here? Are you lost?”