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Oh my aurora, another dead hedgehog in her office. Time to call the priest !

{ THe PoWer of ChriST comPEls you ! }

#the-forsakenlegionnaire #{ ooc;; } - ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵃᶰᵃʳᶜʰʸ #{ inbox;; } - ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᶤᶰˢᶤᵈᵉ ᵐʸ ʰᵉˡˡ #{ answered;; }#{ lololol scourge is already so done :'D }

Ardor

“Excuse you!? Just because you’re some spirit, creature; doesn’t mean you have any right to talk to a Queen like that! So, I would watch your tongue.”

❝ — My bad, princess. I had no idea I was speakin’ with ROYALTY. ❞

#dangerous-love-game #{ ic;; } - ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵍᵉᵗ ᶤᶰᵛᵒˡᵛᵉᵈ ʷᶤᵗʰ ᵐᵉ #{ v;; } - ᵇᶤᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳᵗᵃˢᵗᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵍᵘᶤˡᵗ #{ dat sarcasm tho }

Fiona

❝ You really don’t want me to answer that… ❞

The vixen stated for the question as seeing ghost was not really the strangest thing around for Fiona. Though he didn’t need to know nor would she really think he would understand what she meant by such…

She thought for a moment to the last statement as to who brought the so-called ‘King of Moebius’ to his end. If no one did… then that only meant one thing…

… and that meaning could only bring a smirk to the vixen’s face. It was almost too good…

❝ Oh no way… … that would be too easy… ❞

His translucent form convulsed in displeasure. Fiona was really pushing his buttons && it was a struggle in itself to keep his temper from showing. The last thing he needed was to start another argument with her -- whether it was the Fiona he knew or not. It was better just to bite down on his own tongue && let go.

❝ --- Why does this matter to you ? ❞ He counters. Frustrated.

#rubyxdiamond #{ v;; } - ᵇᶤᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳᵗᵃˢᵗᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵍᵘᶤˡᵗ #{ ic;; } - ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵍᵉᵗ ᶤᶰᵛᵒˡᵛᵉᵈ ʷᶤᵗʰ ᵐᵉ #{ Fiona;; } - ᴵ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᶤ ʰᵃᵈ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗᵗᵒᶰ ʸᵒᵘ #{ 'm like 500 years late with this response }#{ but i hope you don't mind me responding to it }

ghostofaking

❝ — Don’t get me wrong, I gotta admit, it is kind of nice to get away from it all. ❞

#{ v;; } - ᵇᶤᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳᵗᵃˢᵗᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵍᵘᶤˡᵗ #{ ic;; } - ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵍᵉᵗ ᶤᶰᵛᵒˡᵛᵉᵈ ʷᶤᵗʰ ᵐᵉ #{ Scourge;; } - ᶜᵃᶰ'ᵗ ˡᵉᵃʳᶰ ʰᵒʷ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉʰᵃᵛᵉ #{ reblogging for the morning/early afternoon crowd }#{ let me know if we had an old thread before && you're interested in continuing it }

low-key wants to bring this blog back from the dead -- despite me saying i would months ago. um, so, while i may not be crazy active here. i think i’ll try to boot this blog up again. so yay?

#𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚢 { ooc }#{ to fix these tags later tbh }#{ looking back @ everything. i had so much fun writing this version of scourge }#{ ahhhh im kinda excited tbh }

Don't mind the toxic people in your life. You are amazing. You work hard, you take care of yourself. (And you are one of the best Scourge impressioners period, like you really nail his character :)) That being said, people are just cruel for no reason, its not you. People just suck sometimes. Anyways, stay safe and be true cause your perfect just the way you are <3

Ahh, thank you. I don’t know what else to say. I just really appreciate this. Thank you x100 <3

#Anonymous #𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 { inbox }#𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 { ask }#𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚢 { ooc }#{ personal }#{ y r u all such huge sweethearts <3 <3 }

Annoying rat

{➹} – Tan shoulders were raised in a lax shrug.

“Could’ve fooled me but, seriously, what’s with the getup?”

----- He inherently 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕤. “ That’s none of your 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. “

#thewayfaringhero #{ rp }#𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚝 { v }#𝙸'𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 { sonic }#{ ahh. sorry for the lame reply }#{ im short on ideas atm }

Has a daddy kink

“Daddy.”

“ Yeah ? “

#smashsonics #{ ;;crack }#{ ic }#{ i hate this so much }

( @smashsonics ) This is why we can’t have nice things.

#𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚢 { ooc }#smashsonics #{ daddy kink confirmed }

Send Me a symbol for how you feel

❊ I want to roleplay with you

✸ I want to plot with you

✤ I want to ship with you

✥ I have roleplayed with you and it was great

❦ I sort of secretly ship a thing with your muse(s)

✷ I wish our characters was friends

✢ I like your characters

✱ I don’t like your characters

✣ I like the way you express your muse(s)

✫ I don’t like the way you express your muse(s)

☬ I feel like your characters are underdeveloped

❂ I don’t agree on all your headcanons

✡ I agree on all your headcanons

❋ Your blog is one of my favs

✦ I like seeing you on my dash

✵ I don’t follow you for roleplay

✧ I wish you would notice me

✩ You intimidate me

✪ You seem like a cool person

✺ You’re hard to approach

✻ I wish you weren’t so shy

❄ I look up to you

❆ I love your art

❇ I love the way you write

* I want to learn to know you

# I’m too shy to approach to you

☓ We should talk!

♥ *Your choice what to write*

#𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 { inbox }#𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 { ask }#𝙵𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 { meme }#{ leaves this here while i go take a long ass nap }

-dabs in character-

#{ ;;ic??? }#{ ;;crack }#{ idek. im running on 3 hours of sleep rn }#{ someone help me plz xD }

People act ever so slightly differently depending on who they are around. Send me a ◭ and I'll tell you something my character does or would likely do around yours that is unique or specialized to their interactions.

#𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 { inbox }#𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 { ask }#𝙵𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 { meme }#𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚞𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 { queued }

@aerialmechanic liked for a starter

This kid didn’t 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 here and he certainly had no idea what he was getting into. It had always been just him ( and his boss ) for as long as he had been swept off the physical plains of Moebius. So, how did this fox get here, and what made him think it was okay to wander a potentially endangering area ? “ You’re goin’ t’ ｗｒｏｎｇ way. Exits ᴛʜᴀᴛ way. “

#aerialmechanic #{ rp }#𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚝 { v }#𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 { Tails }#{ Hope this is okay?? }#{ my mind is kind of drawing a blank so hopefully we can do something with this xD }#{ Oh! and Bouncepad! }

Stubborn Little Girl

Feet began to walk away, once her previous sentence was released into the world around them. Truth be told (since this viridescent, dissipating creature of night’s horrors was ALREADY dead) Sardonyx couldn’t exactly detect his emotions through telepathic powers, due to him lacking a physical brain. However that did not necessarily mean she couldn’t find OTHER techniques, to help her assess what this once living person felt. The beginning use of his idle voice was enough of an innuendo, a WARNING to stop her pace, and cause blood-colored orbs to look upon this nightmare’s wavering physique.

Eyes narrowed at the sight of phalanges (wrapped up in a repulsing ectoplasm) quivering whilst shoulders hunched up, as if he were a gaunt, desperate BEAST who found his prey and had some patented, devious plan. Unnecessary to confirm through vocal chords, Sardonyx was not enthralled witnessing these actions. Quite the opposite in fact, as interior tensed up like a gazelle preparing to leap away from harm. However knowing from experience through her various battles the spirit was probably expecting that, but what he wouldn’t anticipate was HOW she’d escape. Once he lunged at her, the artificial girl teleported a few feet away from him, displaying an icy cold expression over countenance.

“Don’t even think, about trying that again, understand?” she said through a threatening drone. “Also what exactly do I ‘happen to have’, that you want?”

Neglecting to oversee an ensuing endeavor left him crashing into the drywall of the decrepit hotel wall. The surrounding air momentarily blinding him to the dust of the crippled enclosure. A muddled snarl rippled between the bones that had once made up his maw. His frustrations a form of overwrought desperation. ---In which only appeared to grow. The broken plaster creaked as he rustled himself out of the splintered hindrance. His body adjusting back into a form that could no longer perceive touch. Advising his known discretion to not bring down anymore walls. If he were to lunge and miss once more, he’d go right through without harming the properties of the forsaken building.

Her tone made his ear twitch reluctantly. --As if her command left him baffled. It had been so long since someone had last challenged his motives. It nearly left him giddy with nostalgia. Despite this, he forced himself to regain his bearings. Glowering in response to her initial question. “ Something that doesn’t 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 to you. “ His eyes flicker between what she potentially held in her pocket, to the stance she had taken to avoid his quick-witted means of attack. “ ---It doesn’t belong 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 either. “ His voice shook, as if the desperation in itself was hard to tackle by himself. Whatever this item was. It was important to him and he’d do anything to get it. “ Give it here. “ He tells her, mimicking her threatening drone. His hand held out as though he’d expect her to hand it over. “ I’m not askin’. Do it ＮＯＷ. “

#the-ai-experiment #{ rp }#𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚝 { v }#{ ahhhh. this took too long for me to write. im swrry "OTL }

Anonymously tell me what you think of my character portrayal.

Ahhhhhhhhh!! You guys! You’re all so nice to me! -squints- Almost too nice. I appreciate this tons. This is honestly just one big dose of self-confidence going toward my writing ability. ---As compared to my usual day-to-day of putting myself down into thinking I’m not good enough. ------ Thank you all sooo much!!

#𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚢 { ooc }#𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 { inbox }#𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 { ask }#𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 { relevance }#{ you guys are da best <3 <3 }

anonymously tell me what you think of my character portrayal

fortheaskbox

#𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 { inbox }#𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 { ask }#{ plz. need to get an idea on how i am doing with this guy }#{ good? bad? }#{ am i doing scourge justice here?? }

???

Nope. Not Sonic. The bat took a step back when she heard the hiss escape from it, and took more as it started going towards her, her wings pulling tighter together subconsiously as a bad feeling grew in the pit of her stomach. And it got even worse when he revealed himself to her.

Wow, they were almost identical, if not for the disturbing crystal that grew from his head, and the claws on his hands, as well as the color. Were they reversed? Huh, that was odd. He seemed tense, his voice sounding different from the ghost she knew and loved, and his irritated undertones didn’t sit well with her.

So, like any brilliant detective she took her leave.

"Ah, y’know what, you’re right. I’ll just…get back before my dad finds out, heh." A sheepish smile came across her face as she started stepping backwards towards the end of the alley and towards the street, trying to seem apologetic.

But she didn’t realize was this; He probably wasn’t going to let her leave.

The piercing ｓｈｒｉｌｌ to see someone back up in fear. It was to 'die' for. The ability to make someone cower was enough to enlighten his sick desire to 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕. The hedgehog's lips curled, revealing his sharpened shark-like teeth. Evidently, he was enjoying this more than he would have originally thought, but the girl's attempt to back away was only encouraging him to continue. She had chosen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. The sound of an ᴜɴᴄᴇʀᴇᴍᴏɴɪᴏᴜs laugh suddenly erupted from his mouth, but perhaps doing it was in all good fun--an attempt to frighten the girl even further. Her backward movements only urged him to follow to her dismay. " Ooh ? " He mused, allowing his arms to momentarily stretch over his head. An attempt to push the 'I'm-not-as-dangerous-as-I-may-look' idea in her head. The claw-like nails, and sharpened teeth, however, were a dead giveaway that he, was not, the guy he was trying to be. " Didn't your parents ever tell you ? That.......ｂａｄ things happen to kids like you. The 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕡𝕚𝕕 ones who decide to wander alone durin' the witchin' hour. " He grins, revealing the sharpened points of his shark-like teeth. He then leans forward. " This is the part where 𝕪𝕠𝕦 run. “

#idetectivebat #𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚝 { v }#{ rp }#{ old post }#{ been sitting in my drafts. but still wanted to post it }#{ closed thread }

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