artificial beings

But I know it's how I feel, even if it isn't real.

[artificial-being]

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Canon Divergent, headcanon heavy Shadow the Hedgehog and Metal Sonic based on the games and IDW Comics, residing in the Artificial 'verse. Penned by @mun-stasis.

This is an exploration into the themes of self, personhood, and home. Metal Sonic isn’t just a machine, it’s a ghost intertwined within code. It’s a memory and a weapon. Shadow was designed to be a weapon, but is determined to make his own purpose in a world that rejected him.

Low effort (no icons for now.).

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[sonicthehedeghog]

A wave without a splash

Sonic Pict. by @SonicOfficialJP

[artificial-being]

Blind date (set by Rouge) but it's actually part of a mission and they go on a funny time together yippeee

(A thread idea we unlocked whilst in a fugue state) /silly

[artificial-being]

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞ (shadow for shadow kldjfsdsfkjdjfdjsf) @fortruechaos

Another unexpected enounter, somehow he finds himself in a space of such domestic comfort that for anyone living such a simple life would find it soothing. A moment of bonding with ones community, where the lull of kindness that gets extended by your affiliate makes you feel safe and contented. Its a simple moment shared, a simple question asked. How do you take your coffee?

Shadow taps his fingers on the table, once. One rhythmic display of contemplation and frustration. But he answers politely, staring back into his alternates eyes, "that depends on the coffee. Where does it come from?"

[enaergy]

                                 a  loud  (  &.  )  echoed  laughter  rings  throughout  the  halls  as  kolossos  drags  his  large  mutated  arm  on  the  ground  ⸻   all  this  fun  he  had  chasing  down  people,  grabbing  them,  dragging  down  to  their  demise  (  &.  )  torturing  them  in  his  own  special  way  only  lasts  so  shortly.  the  last  survivor  had  just  been  mauled  by  this  entity  without  much  struggle.  the  monster  went  back  into  it's  hunting  mode  as  instructed  by  it's  instinct  ;   searching.  finding.  killing.

    red  eyes  squint,  seeing  a  blue  metallic  shine  glisten  (  &.  )  without  a  thought  he  began  boosting  right  directly  towards  metal  sonic  ;   a  clawed  hand  immediately  grabbing  him  by  it's  neck.  the  machine  has  been  captured  by  it's  possible  killer.  kolossos  had  found  the  last  survivor  around  roaming  (  &.  )  pulled  metal  in  for  a  second  while  running  ⸻  a  keen  interest  was  taken  in  the  copy.  he  looks  like  him  .  .  .  how  interesting  ! 

    ❝ HIDE  (  &.  )  SEEK  .  .  .     ENDS.  I  FOUND  YOU.  ❞   slowly  forming  his  words  (  &.  )  running  along  with  metal  in  it's  claws  before  he  decides  to  crash  metal  right  into  a  wall.  metal  should  still  be  in  tact  but  definitelu  struggling  by  now  ;   kolossos  made  sure  he  can  have  a  bit  of  fun  taking  this  one  apart.   ❝ I  HAVE  WON.  ❞ ///// starter for @artificial-being

[artificial-being]

Metal Sonic's hull CRUNCHED and SPLIT like paper on impact, thrown into a wall by merciless claws. Sharp jagged lines shot upward, and the weak points formed from its joins pop loud as its sides split open; essential wires now exposed to open air, they crackled and sparkes --- Bright. Angry.

Warnings flooded its system, and for a brief moment he was incapable of seeing anything else but the dark abyss of the mind while his system processed the sudden overload of warnings.

This world exhibited an odd reading, something powerful and fantastic resided here, and it seemed that before Metal could find it, it found him. Disturbed eyes were the first thing he saw as he clawed himself free of this pervasive pause. Whatever this thing was, it was beyond comprehension. Metal sonic needed time to scan the monster in the dark, but that was time he didn't have. He swung within its grip a harsh blow of retaliation, fist clenched hard and merciless in the same way it had attacked him.

[anaerchy]

ㅤ     ❛  ⸻  Duly  noted,  Kageki.  I  will  keep  your  name  &  face  in  mind  shall  we  meet  again.  Hopefully  there  will  not  be  another  mix  -  up  with  a  rather  .  .  .   unpleasant  hedgehog.  ’   Anarchy  Beryl  powers  simmered  off  yet  they  were  still  on  stand  -  by  as  if  his  guard  was  still  up.  Another  alter  from  a  different  zone  had  stopped  by  &  Sanctum  couldn't  help  but  wonder  how  many  more  of  them  are  out  there  roaming  around  ⸻   what  their  fates  were  like.

ㅤ     No.  Not  now.  He  shakes  off  the  thought  &  focuses  back  to  the  task  at  hand.  So  a  tiny  friend  is  stuck  here  ?   Strange.  He  hadn't  noticed  any  incoming  power  surges  from  warp  rings.  Maybe  they  were  in  an  area  designated  to  make  it  difficult  to  read  energy.  The  idea  of  something  so  small  landing  in  the  wrong  place  or  even  hands  didn't  sit  right  with  Sanctum  ;   best  case  scenario  ?   It's  lost  somewhere.   Worse  ?  Scourge.  That  tyrant  would  bully  the  hell  out  of  it  ⸻   much  as  he  had  bonded  with  that  green  nuisance  .  .  .   that  guy  had  it  in  him  to  hurt  everything  possible.

ㅤ     ❛  I  can't  have  you  roaming  here  around  without  some  proper  surveillance.  Especially  given  some  .  .  .   prior  guests  who  have  come  here  to  abuse  the  power  of  our  Anarchy  Beryl.  Or  worse  ⸻   have  you  run  into  Scourge.  So  allow  me  to  be  your  guide  for  the  time  being.  ’   

[artificial-being]

Anarchy Beryl? Now that's interesting. He had yet to encounter this worlds power source, or anything in another that had that name. Anarchy Beryl. Any power that was sort after was potentially dangerous, and perhaps that was the strange tang which he could taste, the energy that reverberated in their surroundings. But he had to acknowledge that perhaps what he sensed was solely of the odd hedgehog before him.

And if this Anarchy Beryl were something to be protected, he did a poor job of it. Telling a stranger directly of its existence was idiotic, and Shadow scrutinised this decision with a long-drawn stare. "I have no intention of using the Anarchy Beryl," and that were the truth of it.

He strode past him and begun his search, eager to get on with it and move away from the topic. For now. Having a guide to this world would be useful, even if it felt like drudging a bag of rubble. Up a long, unending, steep slope. One covered in thorns. Littered in craters... And the rubble talked.

"This Scourge, what do I need to know about him? If he is a threat, then I would like to know."

[artificial-being]

does your muse prefer cooler or warmer weather? how does the heat/cold affect them? (for shadow!)

Random Headcanon Q's

Resistant, very much so to cold. To heat. To the extremes of the harshest deserts and the most bitter storms of the tundra. When the sky encloses the earth and floods its streets with heavy rain, drenching his fur into pitch black puddles, his edges now a rock wall. Drip - drip - drip. What makes people turn cold and run for shelter, Shadow stands unfazed by. He has that mental fortitude.

But heat and the cold can effect him. Especially cold. The black arms are a naturally warm species; the entire comet was swelteringly hot, like a giant ball of lava. And that transfers to Shadow, who generally enjoys the rain but not the snow. Sudden cold is a weakness of his. Mobians with an Ice Elemental power have an advantage in that sense, but this doesn't last long. They have to be quick and take the opportunity to cause serious damage while it is there. Shadow will adapt to extreme colds after a few minutes of exposure and fight back with unforgiving force.

[artificial-being]

Pspsppsps. Send us things. Pspsps send us anything, dooo it. Do it.

[sonic-pja]

🌌

[artificial-being]

[INVITED] - where's the revenge guac?

getting to know each-other.

How did he get into this situation? It wasn't that he would never. He liked to prepare, cook, and present all sorts of meals --- if there is a skill he can perfect he will perfect it --- and he wasn't against the idea of making amends. How was it that he was now presenting to this Echidna a spectacular pot of slightly seasoned, smooth Guacamole? And in his own abode?

And... Revenge Guac? What even is that?

Shadow regained some ground, whisping away the fog from his mind when it become clear to himself that... Yes there indeed was an echidna in his kitchen, waiting for the pot in his hand. Whatever, it doesn't matter, he shakes away the doubt from his mind and gestures for him to take the damn dish.

[fortruechaos]

Shadow is almost impressed by how perfectly petty Metal Sonic is and anyone else might let their jaw momentarily fall open in flabbergasted disbelief by the way the robot reacted. Not Shadow though. No, Shadow merely clicks his tongue an almost audible 'tch,' and rushes after Metal Sonic with the help of a burst of flame from his jet shoes.

Metal is fast. Which certainly goes without saying, but Shadow is too. Canvases on the wall blur together so it looks like one strange elongated rectangle of variable choppy heights as the Ultimate Lifeform makes his pursuit, museum-goers jumping to the side and peppering his chase with little shouts and fear-cries. At some point the shouts that are saved for Metal become so mixed in Shadow's ears that he can no longer tell which shouts are meant for him and which are meant for Sonic's robotic doppelganger.

Hot on Metal Sonic's tail, Shadow erupts through the final doors leading out into the parking lot of the museum. Finally he can MOVE. With so much free space for him to take advantage of Shadow shouts, "Chaos Control!" and suddenly warps in front of Metal, his arms extended to the side and fingers stretched even further to catch it if it opts to keep moving--in the same movement, a green arc of energy blitzes just before the asphalt at Metal Sonic's feet and lingers like fire for just a moment. Almost like it's saying 'do not cross this line.' Shadow's expression arcs daringly although he says nothing, opting to let the disintegrating green energy speak for itself.

You don't make deals with Metal Sonic. Shadow has struggled to accept that over the course of his tangles with the metallic badnik. "Your game's boring," Shadow finally mutters acidly, and that is all.

[artificial-being]

Metal soared through the institution's doors, blowing them off the hinges, but stopped sharply on Shadow's command. A centimetre away from where the line was drawn, Red optics locked on him, swiftly analyzing the scene. As it expected, Shadow had taken the bait. Charging on, standing out and above all the rest, who cowered pathetically in fear. He was the only one to take action against the enactor of oppression.

Unyielding, dominant, powerful; spectacularly unsurprising, a very real shame.

The shot of chaos fizzed out with a faint, drifting cloud; Shadow had participated in this game, boring or not, and Metal, knowing well how he disliked foolishness, whilst being acutely in control of itself did not need to resist some primal urge to jump straight into battle with its opponent, unlike the quirks of its blue impersonator. It could plan. It could think. But as Shadow rightly assumed, Metal could not make deals.

It leered on the line of challenge, its engine thrumming inside its chest like an artificial heart. Without the code to its voice, there could be no truce, no alliances formed, and certainly no way to rationalize its behavior concisely. It had to communicate through gesture—in the language of hands. 'Yet you still play. It can't be a coincidence that you would be here, shortly after my arrival'

Matching him in mindset, it signed 'I will complete my task, regardless. Will you still fight me? '

[siggiedraws]

short comic based on the official Sonic & Shadow Wallpaper Cover Story, translated by @acquascans!

[artificial-being]

3. how skilled is your muse at communication?

Random Headcanon Q's

Shadow

Communication? --- Yes, well, most people would say he's a terrible communicator. Even those closest to him would describe him as recluse --- Shadow, gods can he be impossible sometimes! He won't talk to people, won't explore his feelings or rationale, and he'll say something far too cryptic and vague. Socially he's bad at it.

What they seem to miss is his ability to excel at professional communication; when teamed up for a mission, writing a report on the job, or discussing a brief, he can give effective instruction and knowledge where it matters most. Shadow can pick and choose exactly what he wants to say, whether it's right or wrong; he'll pause, give you a hard stare or look off into the distance, and think about his next words. Thoughts can speed through his mind, but rarely will he let it slip out into the open. He gives you blunt honest thoughts, whatever makes sense in the moment, and all his feelings and reasoning is hidden behind his selectivity.

Metal Sonic

As it stands, Metal Sonic is extremely limited in his ability to communicate as the Doctor disabled his voice. He may use Sign Language, and has downloaded many variants of it. He rarely gets the opportunity to use is though, most don't know sign language, and he's an enemy to all living beings Not Eggman (or Shadow).

[mun-stasis]

Extended break! Will reply only to most motivated threads for a week or two. Need to cram some uni stuff.

[rpmemes-galore]

random headcanon q’s 

1. is your muse able to keep a secret?

2. is your muse skilled at using technology?

3. how skilled is your muse at communication? 

4. who would your muse consider their best friend?

5. are there any fears your muse still holds from childhood? 

6. what is something that ticks your muse off, no matter what?

7. what clothes does your muse feel most comfortable in? why?

8. how many fights has your muse been a part of? how did they fare?

9. does your muse have any nervous habits? (biting lip, fidgeting, etc.)

10. how often does your muse find themselves daydreaming? what about?

11. how often does your muse cry? do they cry silently, privately, or out in the open?

12. what is a lesson your muse’s parent(s)/guardian taught them that they still hold onto?

13. is your muse proficient at any musical instruments? how long did it take them to learn?

14. does your muse prefer cooler or warmer weather? how does the heat/cold affect them?

15. does your muse know how to cook? what is the most complicated dish they’re able to make?

16. is your muse argumentative? if not, what is a topic they feel strongly enough about to argue for?

[leneemusing]

for muses that are getting to know each other

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate

AIDING: receiver helps sender redecorate

[artificial-being]

Which rare human emotion are you?

Kuebiko

A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence. There is so much pain in the world, and sometimes it feels as though it must all rest upon your shoulders. Take a breath and remember to be gentle with yourself - you are but one person, and solving the problems of the world does not fall solely upon you. Create space to grieve for those who suffer, but do not lose yourself to their pain - you cannot help those who are drowning if you sink under the water yourself.

Stolen from @/champiionic