#Sonic bad guys

[faker-aus]

THEYRE STEALING SHIT‼️‼️

[looniecartooni]

Mimic might have some serious friend making issues and Zavok may be a selfish killing machine, but Bad Guys really made it feel like these two had a mutual respect for one another.

Mimic also smiled at Zavok several times, trusted him with information on Starline and furthering his plans. And Zavok- though perhaps being manipulative and in it for his own gain (as was Mimic), seemed to... reciprocate the smiles and quips Mimi was dropping. These two could have been friends.

But of course.... Mimic is the #1 friend sabotager of himself and others so:

Dang it, Mimic....

And dang it Starline for making Mimic agree with you indirectly!

[thefakehedgehogaroundhere]

enjoy a baby bad guys tails before his brother killed his spirits

[star-critter]

(When someone asks Rough & Tumble about their ages)

Rough : Oh, I'm 4, and Tumble is 6 !

Mimic : What. You two are not that fucking young!

Starline : Not to mention you're twins.

Tumble : Yeah, We're twins. We just don't share a birthday.

Zavok : What?

Rough : Yeah! Every year, we fight to see who's birthday it's gonna be.

Tumble : And whoever wins turns a year older! The looser stays the same!

(Zavok quietly trying to do the math in his head)

Starline : Do you two at least know how old you were when you started this... tradition?

Rough : Nope.

Tumble : No idea.

(Zavok quietly gives up on the math)

Mimic : Do you two even know the day you were fucking born?

Rough : Nah, we just picked a random day.

Mimic : Fair.

Starline : Pardon?

Zavok : I can't say I've paid close attention to you Mobians and your smaller ages, but I'd say they're about the age you consider teenagers, just based on their behavior.

Mimic, getting flashbacks to having to work with Whisper during the original Diamond Cutters : Not again....

Tumble : Yeah, we can get behind that! We're uh- We're Sonic's age! How old is Sonic again?

Mimic : I don't know, maybe fifteen? Is he still fifteen?

Rough : Yeah! We're fifteen!

Tumble : Yep! We're fifteen now!

Starline : That's.... That's not how it - (tired and somewhat defeated sigh) Alright.

- Context & Headcanons under cut -

I was going to take this as an opportunity to show off the Bumblekast clip of Ian Flynn talking about how Rough & Tumble celebrate their birthday only to find out that I accidentally lost or deleted the screen recording at some point.

It does not help that because I'm Autistic and, therefore, struggle to read black text, making the concept of going through the Q&A Masterlist a nightmare.

Not to mention, I don't remember what year that question was from 🥲

[ Not mad just mildly annoyed that I lost the clip ]

But yeah, this incorrect quote post basically explains the Bumblekast's lore (based on my memory of it).

They don't know their actual birthday.

They picked a random date.

And they fight over who's birthday it is.

As for my headcanons :

Rough & Tumble are teenagers. High school age.

When Mimic was younger, he got annoyed about others trying to do things for his birthday (He does not like attention and has no idea how to accept kindness or gifts) so he just erased his date of birth from any records as he got older. He still knows his age and the year he was born. He just doesn't really have any specific day anymore.

The Original Diamond Cutters ages are wacky imo. Headcanon : Everyone in the team, except Whisper was an adult. Whisper was taken in as either a Tween or young Teen.

[your-compadre-infinity]

Happy Birthday, @star-critter

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Part 1 because Tumblr couldn't handle how long this fic is. Dr. Starline was suspicious of his team. Well — colleagues. He wouldn’t call them a team just yet; there were still many things the ragtag group of villains must work on before they could be considered a fully functional team. 

Back to the issue at hand, the platypus was growing wary. For the past month or so, not one person dared to speak a word to him. They were always a mile away from him, at best, and not even the loud and obnoxious Rough and Tumble came to annoy him. Starline found it odd that everyone has decided to keep their distance — it was good for the work, yes, but why now of all times? The doctor couldn’t figure out the reason and it was driving him mad. Perhaps a stakeout would wield results? Starline was good at being stealthy, yes, but not as good as Mimic. That octopus could sneak up on anyone, and if he were to find Starline stalking the team, things may get a little out of hand. But then again, Mimic was also avoiding him, so there really wasn’t any risk, was there? Oh, who was he kidding; Starline still had to calculate all of the other factors and variables before starting this observation.

…  Honestly, though? Starline just wanted answers.  And that’s how the platypus doctor found himself squished between the pipes and the roof, his maroon eyes glued to the hallway below. He swore he would get to the bottom of this — but he sure had hoped he changed into something less pristine.  “Hello, Doctor. Fancy seeing you here.” 

Starline whipped his head around to spot Mimic, disguised as a child mobian, sitting on the pipe beside him and wrapping what seemed to be red ribbon around the mental tube. Just as he was about to question the octopus, Mimic did a double take, his black eyes wide with shock. He leapt off the pipe, changing into the streamlined form of Sonic the Hedgehog and racing down the hall, calling out to the rest of the Deadly 4 to lock the warehouse.  Starline grumbled, climbing out from behind the pipes. Activating the flight powers in his Tricore, he landed on the floor with ease and grace before chasing Mimic down with the speed powers.  Mimic flew into the warehouse and the door slammed behind him.  Starline stood at the door, brushing his perm away from his face and knocking on the door.

“I know you’re in there,” he announced, “open up.” Zavok’s broad shoulders just barely squeezed out from the slim opening in the door. He groaned, mumbling something under his breath before addressing the doctor.  “Starline, why so hasty?” He asked. The Zeti crossed his arms. “This behaviour is unlike you.”

“Would you like to explain to me why you and the rest of the group have been avoiding me for weeks?” Starline glared through his orange-tinted glasses, pushing himself onto his tip-toes in an attempt to match Zavok’s height. “And what are you doing in there? There’s delicate projects in the warehouse.” “We’ve been, um–” Zavok stuttered. He never stuttered. “We’ve been…reorganising the warehouse. Between you and me, I believe the team has been on one too many raids, as of late, and there’s been too much loot. We’ve taken the liberties of rearranging the warehouse, so you can focus on your work. Leave the rest to us.” Starline raised his eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest. Zavok gulped quietly as a single bead of sweat dripped down his forehead. He cleared his throat.  “Well then, if you could please leave us to our work?”  Starline sneered as he turned and walked away, glancing back at the warehouse every few steps to check for any other clues. Zavok simply stood in front of the door, obstructing Starline’s view to the inside. The doctor eventually gave in and left the warehouse, returning to his laboratory.  Not enough clues, not enough details, but only more suspicion. What was the group hiding from him?

[littlecowmoo]

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What if.....

What if.....

Just....

What if......

What if they work at pizza Hut🤨....

Did little art too

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Thank you Ai role play ❤

[lea-andres]

Clutch should've been in Bad Guys.

He probably wouldn't contribute much more than just Tired Old Man Sighing™ at everyone else's shit, but he should've been there.

[briarhearts-art]

resting after a long battle

[rapidhighway]

new anatomy

[supd00dle]

​yeah he gets taller every time he copies data or something (or maybe it’s the heels)

Old Extrassss.

[verocitea]

So I got the funniest hate comment today

[faker-aus]

here she is the girl ever

[looniecartooni]

Re-reading Bad Guys again and I’ve gotta admit... Rough and Tumble are a lot more whitty than they are given credit for- especially when it comes to shaming Mimic.

Mimic out here trying to complain about their sick rhyming and Tumble (the supposed “oaf” of the group) literally made one of the stanzas basically say “Shut up and let us do our thing”.

Poor Mimic’s had enough of it and Rough and Tumble basically said, “Shut up- this is our thing!”

[thefakehedgehogaroundhere]

bad guys metal 😎 look how cool she is 😎😎😎😎

[star-critter]

(Okay, one silly post before bed)

Every Villain Group has :

Will win the Knife Fight by bringing more knives = Mimic

Will win the Knife Fight by bringing a large gun = Rough (He brings a nerf gun lmao)

Will win the Knife Fight with their bare hands and their bare hands alone = Tumble

Will win the Knife Fight by simply STOPPING the Knife Fight from happening = Starline

Is just here to watch whatever happens next = Zavok

[sonicrainbooms]

def missing some but i only have so much room.

also im aware commander fox and fennec shand are only named after foxes and not coded but it's MY meme and i get to make the rules!!