#spiinsparks

[badnikbreaker]

@spiinsparks / sonic & amy!

The damage is mostly superficial. That's good, she thinks, as she presses a careful finger to her split lip. Plenty of bruises across her face and beneath her dress, sure. But there's no major bleeding and no broken bones; the people who hurt her weren't trained fighters.

She slumps back against a tree alongside the road and slides to sit with a low sigh. A mission for the Restoration bringing her to a settlement that mostly - hates her isn't all that surprising — when a few of the inhabitants had cornered her as she left, aiming to take out their hurt on the one that caused it, it had only seemed fair that Amy let them. The pain in their expressions hurts worse than the wounds.

They'd kept it together until the town was out of sight, at least. It's only now that they exhale and feel their eyes start to sting, a hiccup catching their breath. They don't want to cry — least of all when they glance up and see Sonic approaching them. They shoot to stand, wincing a little, a hand pressing to their cheek as if that can hid the bruising. They'd been so out of it they hadn't even sensed him the way they usually would. "Sonic! Ha — ah, sorry, I'm really surprised! What brings you out here?" They know it's a long shot, but maybe if they don't mention the wounds, he won't. "It's good to see you!"

[heroichedgehammer]

In the distant hills, a single pink dot is practically careening across the earth. A spectator or two might've seen the streaking blue thing she's chasing a few seconds earlier.

Even from here, her shrieks are perfectly audible.

"Nonononono! Oh my GOSH!"

[ironbonds]

« you’ll be better soon, i promise. » (frontiers tails e3e) || @spiinsparks || injured sentence starters ( accepting )

Those weren't the words he wanted, wanted nothing to do with platitudes aimed at him and his state of being. Of all the people that would have said anything to him like that, it both was and wasn't the one he wanted that uttered the phrase. He looked like Sonic, definitely moved like him, and definitely talked like him. But outside of the visual and auditory similiarities?

This wasn't his Sonic.

Tails was drawing in the dirt because the Mobian he'd taught sign language to didn't remember it, and he couldn't communicate any other way. He'd been able to speak to him initially, but had been thrown headlong into another panic attack when the other treated him like a stranger, asking how he could help him and if he needed to find someone for him.

He'd plateaued since then, but he'd given the other his given name, Miles, rather than the nickname that carried so many memories with it. It lessened the blow to his psyche, hearing someone so similar but so different calling him a name he rarely if ever went by anymore.

But the worst part? Even without memories, Sonic was still Sonic, joking and making all the same comments he would have made anyways. The only difference was that where his canidae companion was supposed to be, there was a massive gaping chasm, liable to suck even more memories into it's depths.

' Not unless you get better first. ' His hands formed the words before he remembered that the other wouldn't recognize them, and letting his tails thrash angrily behind him. Whether it was aimed at Sonic or himself he would never tell. Instead, he funneled that aggression into moving, allowing cyberspace to take him long enough for him to pick a spot well infront of the hedgehog.

It would give him enough time to draw in the dirt, a quick but effective message.

YOU FIRST. MORE IMPORTANT.

[a-earthssprout]

what I've learned since falling down the Sonic hole, feat. Vi's / @spiinsparks wisdom & generosity with her time: just because the character is fluffy & cute does not mean that they are not deadly & unhinged ���

[galaxofmuses]

I did mention this to @spiinsparks​ and this meme about these two goober hogs as their brotherly vibes lives my mind rent free. 

[somewhereinchaos]

@spiinsparks: “You’re immortal, not invincible!” (woops my hand slipped)

          ╳ ┊ u l t i m a t e  »  He dusts gloved hands together, ignoring the pain on his side.. for now. "I admit the difference sometimes feels blurry to me.." Only Shadow could pull off a trick like that, jumping into an explosion and then walking away like nothing had happened. The hybrid rolls his eyes, red orbs still full of determination.. but there's also a glint of madness he couldn't hide. "In any case, I get things done. Why are you complaining?"

[skyfcx]

@spiinsparks gets a starter because i said so

     "Yo! Sonic! You gotta check this out!"

     From the skies above, it was a voice as familiar as could be that called out for the grounds below. The whirling of twin-tailed turbines that battered the air around him was the landing signal for a high-flying fox coming in to touch down.. It was a sight his friends were well acquainted with, no doubt, but... the true blue target of today's fly-in may have just about gotten used to the kit's absence after what could've been a... what, six-month hiatus?

     As for the fox's escapades, with some standout adventures and brand-new inventions tucked neatly in his pockets, it had only been about two weeks since the fox's return. And ever since, it was every day with a new story. Every day with a new discovery. Every day with a new sense of purpose.

     And today was no different. Shoes slap to the grassy floor beneath, a light jog closing the remaining gap between the two. "Alright, alright. I could shoot out a totally off-the-cuff six hour introductory speech I'm so excited, but I'll cut to the chase and just say the good part— Chaos Emeralds." Without any further delay, a Chaos Emerald was produced from the back, its perfect cut and brilliant luster catching the sun like it were a spotlight.

     ...Yet its reveal alone seemed like barely even a quarter of the surprise. His tone was nothing if not dismissive. "We know'em, we love'em— they're great. I've used them in plenty of my inventions, right? Tornado 2, made my own Artificial Emerald, yeah-yeah. But this? This is newer than new, man. This is never before seen!"

     Legs give a kick— a quick bound forward with all of the excitement of a child bouncing about a candy store, leaping closer to Sonic in order to deliver a stage whisper, hand shielding the mouth from the invisible crowd and everything.

     "Buddy, ya won't believe it until you see it: I think I'm a little sensitive to Chaos Energy now...!"

     Oh, there's a tight and poorly kept chuckle as the fox pulled back~! He could hardly contain himself! With such a sunlit spotlight, the kit stepped back and let the heat of center stage fall upon his own person. Steps gave himself space, a flick of the wrist tossing the Chaos Emerald skyward before it was caught mid-twirl!

     "Get ready, Sonic! Feast your eyes on the brand new technique called Chaos Clone!" Grit those teeth! Plant those feet! With the Chaos Emerald in hand, it shimmers to a rising radiance that rises and... enters the fox! Not into a machine or any of his other handiwork, but the very fox himself! From struggling with turning Super, this was a new day indeed! The blades of grass wavered beneath the awesome might of the rushing surge of raw Chaos power!

     Eyes: they clenched as a body bent in focus. Brows: they furrowed as the intensity rose, climbing higher and higher as the brand-new technique climbed to reach its zenith! Light split from his form, it was condensing into a concise and readable shape!

     It... It...!

     It had made one, count'em, one shimmering mirror image of the fox kit's form. Light finished its solidification and an... admittedly rather winded-looking Tails would stand as the source of one of two twin-tailed super-geniuses. Sweat lined the brow, but as the fox went to wipe his brow, the wavering echo would move to do the exact same thing.

     It... was pretty easy to tell the two apart, so it probably wasn't all that effective in terms of cloning for confusion's sake. And if it was the 'go do my chores' kind of clone, it definitely was just... mirroring Tails's movements, so... perhaps this Chaos Clone technique could use some work?

     "Whew... heh... t-ta-dah~! Lookit, Sonic, isn't it awesome!?" Even still, it seemed that he was quite proud of the progress that had been made. "I don't even know how it happened, I was just working on reformatting some pick-ups from the Starfall Islands I got to grab a while back, and bam! My Chaos Emerald started goin' nuts! I pick it up and there's suddenly two of me! I'm just dyin' to figure out what it all means!"

[archive-gaiaplanet]

@spiinsparks ━━ ✰ . ❛  why would i lie to you?  ❜ (for shadow bc sonic wants to be a little shit)

❝ BECAUSE, hedgehog. ❞ He practically towers over Sonic with his height, staring down at the smaller male with his usual expression. In his hand laid an empty mason jar, with little crumbs left of what was in it before. Shadow set the jar aside on a nearby surface before leaning closer.

❝ You don't want me to kick your ASS for eating all of my coffee beans- " A gloved thumb wipes a few specks of beans from Sonic's muzzle. " -but yet, not only did you do THAT, but you were SLOPPY with your work. ❞

He tenses; you could see the large muscles in his arms from years of battle.

❝ You would make a lousy agent. ❞

[badnikbreaker]

She perks at that, ears — near - flattened a moment ago — going straight upright. A real long run — she hasn't been working out as much lately, figuring she's getting enough time out in the field. Maybe that's what she needs. Physical activity always helps get her out of a funk, pushing herself far enough that she can't dwell on anything except how her lungs scream. There's irony at Sonic trying to help draw Tangle out of her head. It's so often the other way around. It's a kind thing to do, and she knows better than to think she's not allowed to accept kindness, or that to do would make her weak.

She pushes to stand, brushing off her pants. "That sounds...really good, yeah. I always feel better when I've just had a real tough workout." A beat. "But...are you sure? I'm fast, but I'm not Sonic - the - Hedgehog fast. You might have to hold back for me." She knows that doesn't come easy for him / she knows, too, that he loves her, and that he always does his best for his friends.

HM. ( TAP. ) A GLOVED HAND BRACED against his side. ( tap. tap. ) sonic was by no means THE BEST with wringing out emotional ???. that was AMY'S FORTE , and sonic was certainly more than happy to let them take on the podium. still , his ears weren't TONE DEAF to the echoing strain of discordant notes that DIDN'T QUITE BELONG HERE. ( red kicks blurred a tip-tapping rhythm until — s t o p. )

❝ well - nobody can blame ya for feelin' GLUM , bud , but i'll tell ya what , ❞ with a snap of his fingers , the hedgehog jut his thumb back and over his shoulder where the world waited , all rolling hills and blue sky to contrast her dour mood. ❝ SOUNDS TO ME like if you can think a tizzy of all that , you've TOTALLY got the time for a run. ❞ a smile across tan muzzle stretched , followed by a tilt of sonic's head and a proffered hand. ❝ you and me , one hour. and if you're still feelin' down in the dumps , i might know a couple' chill spots to kick back with a chili-dog or two. ❞

[knuxboi]

❛ it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with. ❜

200 random dialogue prompts // accepting ! ♡

Rage carved a deep furrow on his brows upon hearing the blue hedgehog's words. His attention was previously put in an endless search for a Chaos Emerald he's found and was taking care of, until eyes could catch it, bouncing in hands which weren't his.

Since when Chaos Emeralds were---

↠❝YOURS ?? How DARE you say such a lie so lightly ? It doesn't even belong to you !!❞ Fists soon curled as both arms flexed, pointing menacingly towards his companion.

↠❝Give it back to me !! Or else !!❞

Not that it belonged to him, either. Yet, that wasn't something he'd understand so easily.

[badnikbreaker]

@spiinsparks​ : “ you’re not a machine or— or some thing. you’re a person, and i’m sorry anyone ever made you feel otherwise. ” he pauses. “ don’t you realize you deserve more than this? ” ( have a 2-4-1) @ surge     /     accepting.

For a moment, all she wants to do is rip her own chest open.

A hundred mental calculations / how much force it would take to tear the skin and muscle / how much strength Starline built into her hands, her claws — because HE DOESN’T GET IT, NOT REALLY.  It’s not about her FEELINGS.  It’s a simple and obvious truth — SHE IS A MACHINE.

Would he get it, if she tore her chest open and he could see the organs nestled against the metal frame, if he could watch her flesh and muscle close and regrow far too rapidly to be anything like ORGANIC?  Anything like ALIVE?

Her hand fists in the fabric of her shirt / where her heart / her augmented heart / beats, beats, breaks.  BREAKS.

Deserve ———

What does a weapon DESERVE?  What does a monster DESERVE?  What does A THING, A BOMB SOMEBODY BUILT AND ARMED, DESERVE?  People deserve more, not ———

NOT THINGS LIKE SURGE.

Her augmented heart beats, and beats, and breaks.  The gentle suggestion that SHE DESERVED MORE THAN THE HELL SHE’S BEEN GIVEN makes her want to break down and bawl.  A child screams in her skull, again and again, IT’S NOT FAIR IT’S NOT FAIR IT’S NOT FAIR IT’SNOTFAIRIT’SNOTFAIR!!

(  and it’s not, and isn’t that the worst thing of all?  that she didn’t have to be this, feel this.  that she didn’t have to be so sick and so hurt.  that she didn’t have to fear touch and the dark and her own head.  this fucking agony wasn’t a natural, foregone conclusion — a too - short lifetime without ever feeling safe — A LIFETIME TERRORIZED BY FEAR, UNABLE TO REST / TO TURN OFF.  it didn’t have to be like this.  )

The hand on her chest rises to scrub at her eyes when she feels tears pricking.  SHE WISHES SONIC WOULD KILL HER.  Abuse she can take and give back again — TENDERNESS?  SHE CAN’T ENDURE THAT.

For a moment, all she wants to do is rip her own chest open.  If she tore out her heart, it couldn’t hurt.

“Shut the fuck up,” she says, instead of I wish I wasn’t a weapon some monster built, instead of I wish I was still just a girl, instead of I JUST WANT TO FEEL SAFE, JUST ONCE.

(  maybe the girl surge once was deserved to be safe.  maybe she deserved more than this.  but that girl’s dead, and there’s A SICK MACHINE WITH A BODYCOUNT IN HER PLACE.  )

Instead of DON’T REMIND ME THAT I DIDN’T HAVE TO HURT LIKE THIS.

(  and yet, still, a child screams in her skull.  and yet, still, the child crumples at being told she’s a person, he’s sorry.  )

“What I deserve doesn’t fuckin’ matter — thanks to you."

[heroichedgehammer]

@spiinsparks said: "THINK FAST !!" he yelled , and then threw a dodgeball (also known as HIMSELF curled up into a ball) right towards her ! (help him he wants to go fLYINNNG)

Ball! Amy whirled around and two-fist bashed it, hard as she could.

"HYAH!"

The ball torpedoed away, right back to sender, entirely on instinct. Except that was not a ball. And there was no sender.

Beat. "Eh—?"

[ironbonds]

[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders || @spiinsparks || the five senses ( accepting )

Thunderstorms were always the worst. As wonderful and calming as the rain was, the thunder and the lightning was a good indication of just how dangerous they were. And when he could tell people exactly what it felt like to have your nerves set on fire while you could still think and breathe... He was not having fun and definitely didn't want to be in his home right now.

But Tails was doing the best that he could, headphones on and cranked up to the highest setting that they could go without him hurting himself. It was enough to focus on welding something, he could convince himself that the flashes of light were just sparks coming off the welder, definitely not arcing electricity coming from the ground and reaching into the sky.

It was the thunder that was harder to ignore, flinching when it boomed loud enough that he could hear it over the music. It vibrated the house, his chair, his teeth, and anything else in the vicinity. The only good thing was that he could play it all off when Sonic got back, that he definitely didn't sit through a thunderstorm, and definitely didn't stay upstairs instead of heading into the basement levels.

That meant that he would have to acknowledge that he was still afraid of storms. Though the soft blanket and careful touch he felt on his shoulder was enough indication that Tails wouldn't be able to hide it.

He almost whipped around with an active welder in his hand, only habit having him turn it off before he tried to scurry away from the room's other inhabitant, only to trip on the blanket pooled by his feet. Without the light source in his hands, he couldn't ignore the storm outside. So instead he curled up on the floor with the blanket, whining when he more felt than heard another thunder clap.

" 's jus a storm... 'm 'kay.... 's jus a storm... 'm 'kay... " There wasn't a whole lot of logic left in his fox brain, too busy waiting for his his nerves to get ripped apart by a stray bolt of electricity. Instead he got a soft pet between his ears, the way Sonic always gave if either one of them was overwhelmed and needed a bit of comfort. It was only then that he realized the apparition was the Blue Blur himself.

Two seconds was all it took for him to launch himself at his spined sibling and cling, happy to see him. And then he clung harder when Sonic picked him up and carried his little brother off to the burrow-esque bed that Tails had set up for himself. It took him hardly a moment to crawl inside where he was safe, and even less time to drag Sonic in to join him. Sure it would be cramped with the two of them sitting in here, and maybe a little too warm for the thick furred fox.

He didn't care, clinging to Sonic and maybe squeezing a little too hard when a crack of thunder scared him just a little too much.

[a-earthssprout]

🌼🐌 unprompted. // ( always accepting ! )

@spiinsparks sent: sonic leans over her shoulder , stares at the sticker sheet, then takes a flower sticker and boops it onto her forehead !

LAUGHTER FILLS THE ROOM. She plucks a star sticker off the sheet and then places it on Sonic’s nose!

“ foh … for Sunny! ‘cuz Sunny is a st — star! ”

[galaxofmuses]

// Just three hedgehogs that wants to play dodgeball. Incredible.

[somewhereinchaos]

@spiinsparks: "there’s only one person here you need to listen to: yourself. trust yourself."

          ╳ ┊ u l t i m a t e  »  What a beautiful day to.. agree with Sonic? There's a huff, not understanding why the other would say such a thing. Of course he knows that. Trusting himself and only himself, although it proved to be a very lonely path.. Hmph. "Hopefully you won't regret saying that." Because sometimes when he follows his own path, Sonic and him end up being enemies ( although their goal is usually the same: save the world. ) Shadow is stubborn to listen to others because he's been manipulated so many times. This is who he is now. "I can't waste time on indecisiveness anyway."