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sonic’s are wack. 

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tag drop for basic bitch tags yo

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EVERYONE BLOWS UP.

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I cant find your about page

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i havent made it yet thats why :C im sorry!! ima try to get to it today!!

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THIS BITCHIN MOM GOTTA SLEEP

casually drops this here. go TEAM UNSIMPATHETIC

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chaosbcund​:

        DID HE THINK BEGGING LIKE THIS WOULD HELP HIM? it’s only making the beast laugh more and more, already sickeningly tight grip on him growing tighter and tighter. it’s hard— it’s SO VERY HARD to not begin crushing the other hedgehog within his grip. squeezing every single bit of air out of him, feeling bones crack and organs pop and collapse underneath his clawed fingers, hearing his pathetic whimpers and cries begging for mercy until—

        BUT HE’S RESTRAINING HIMSELF. enough, anyway. it wouldn’t be long, he knows— he’s been patient before, he can be patient once again. his PLEAS are DROWNED OUT by fleetway’s laughter. he can FEEL IT— he recognizes that SENSATION of losing CONTROL over the body inhabited by one too many creatures— the feeling of pure CHAOS washing over just moments before control is gained. it was a feeling he did not miss. he NEVER wanted to live this pathetic life EVER AGAIN.

        SUDDENLY HE’S SHOVED AWAY ONCE THE ENERGY HAD BECOME TOO MUCH FOR THE OTHER, though it’s simply met with the response of laughter. the shove itself isn’t treated very seriously by golden entity, floating back a foot or so at most and flipping to float upside-down in the process, grin aimed at the other.

        “ it’s LIBERATING, isn’t it? to be TRAPPED, hidden away— CAGED like an ANIMAL again— disgusting. even I can’t allow such torture like that. ” FLEETWAY PURRS, almost in a smug way— content that it’s not himself being on the opposite end of this scenario. “ you poor thing… it must have been SO dreadful… who KNOWS how long it’s been. you’re WELCOME for your salvation. ”

LIBERATING WAS JUST THE RIGHT AMOUNT OF TRUE. Oh how he  could breath in the sickly sweet air with vile intent creeping into crimson melting into white in a wicked swirl. Tongue dragging across newly formed fangs biting down on it for a mere second just to taste its ichor. He was really freed from that bastards subconscious. There was a little part of him frayed by the hold he had spent the past few years under. How sweet freedom was, tantalizing as it was.

“OH how you know so well. I don’t know what your OWN imprisonment was like. But HIS subconscious was notoriously hellish. What an divine feeling. the UTTER SENSATION━━━ such sweet freedom. Oh I hated drowning━━━ he drowned me daily you know. Buried me under the heavy burden of water, I could practically feel my lungs FILLING with its vile sensation. Chained down, oh this truly is LIBERATING. Tell me, how long have you been free?”

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spiritwinding​:

     “NAH, PAL, I DON’T READ the tabloids. You just have bad news written all over you! I mean, I’m all up for makin’ a statement, but those eyes are incredibly off-putting. Might wanna swing by a costume store for contacts.”

     He keeps his stance loose and non-confrontational, not wanting to incite a fight that he has a feeling he won’t come out unscathed from. Sonic the Hedgehog? Being cautious? 

“Are you actually judging a book by its cover? WHAT A SHAME. I expect better of heroes.” He circles him, smirking in delight as he glances at him in a very devious stare.

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spinblue​:

And he barely registers the pansy remark, doesn’t even give it a single passing thought, because the rest of the other’s words sparked something of…sympathy. After all, he knows all too well how it feels to FAIL. ( has felt his power be not enough, speed being just seconds too slow, reach mere centimetres too short of saving someone — ) And suddenly he doesn’t feel like messing with the other anymore. ( can’t muster an ounce of laughter when all he’s hearing are the echoes of desperate pleas of so many people who he’s let down — )

He allows himself to drift back down till both feet are on the ground, now on equal footing, though his golden shine doesn’t fade. “Yeah, not being able to rely on your super form must’ve been tough, huh? …Sorry.” And he extends a hand out, a peace offering, an call of truce, “But you know, even the toughest of situations you can get by with some help. That’s what friends are for, right?” 

DON’T TOUCH HIM. DON’T FUCKING TOUCH HIM.

He slams himself backwards when the other extends his hand out and bristles out in panic and sheer worry but he keeps his usual stoic face. Curling his arms across his chest he gives a snide response.

“DO NOT TOUCH ME. Okay, thank you. Come on, y’ ain’t that stupid are ya? Chaos energy brings out my super form. And I ain’t interested in dealin’ with him okay?”

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spiritwinding​:

     “CALL ME CRAZY BUT I ain’t got a lotta faith in your sportsmanship. I think You’re gonna go for my ankles either way.”

     Both of these scruffy looking Super Sonics are rattling with Chaos Energy. Sonic can feel it by proxy in his bones, almost like the vibrations of music being played too loud. It’s crass, sharp and sandpaper rough against Sonic’s own dwarfed energy– nothing like the harmonic peace of minid that he usually associates with the transformation. 

     They feel wrong. Wrong and very, very volatile.

“COME ON. I’d do NO SUCH THING. Can you not see my halo? I’m an absolute angel. Anything else you’ve heard is a rumor to be squashed.” and he’d definitely squash whoever threatened to ruin the surprise. 

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spiritwinding​:

     BRISTLES AND QUICKLY STEPS BACK, taken by surprise.

     “There’s two of you now??”

“ITS BEEN FOREVER since i was let out of that FUCKING HELL HOLE. Lets play a simple game~ you win, I’ll let ya go. You lose, I get to break your ankles~”

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           looking forward to New Beginnings and New Adventures

           indie sonic forces au rp,Semi-selective, Crossover, and OC friendly!

                          like or reblog this post and ill check you out !

                                     |RULES|MEET THE TEAM|VERSES|

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“you’re all FUCKED.”

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chaosbcund·:

        GOLDEN DEMON IS LAUGHING, even if attack brought on by temper flaring misses it’s target. he couldn’t even force himself to give a damn about that— not when this idiot just casually spoke something like that. to HIM of all people. as fun as directly shredding the blue nuisance to bits was, the idea lovingly planted in his head seemed more appealing for the time being.

        “ HE’S STILL IN THERE? ” FLEETWAY’S GRINNING, probably one of the wickedest grins he’s ever worn, before he’s suddenly lunging towards the other once again with the same ferocity. “ that’s not FAIR! i think he DESERVES a little time in the SPOTLIGHT! who KNOWS how LONG it’s been since he’s gotten some FRESH AIR! ” he knows exactly what he needs to do to get what he wants. connecting with attacks meant nothing, although tempting to get a solid grip onto havoc to watch it happen— all he needed was to get close enough. be close for just long enough. he knows, he knows, he knows—

        FOR IT WAS HOW HE WAS AWAKENED ALL THOSE YEARS AGO.

OH CHAOS NO━━━ no, no, no.

His stomach dropped and he immediately started to back up. The idea of letting that sadistic bastard out was anything but enjoying. He continued to violently back up and as the other lunged again he looked for an opening. Too much thinking was what evidently ruined that because he couldn’t dive out of the way and was tightly coiled in the other’s arms. 

NO, PLEASE CHAOS━━━ ANYTHING BUT HIM.

“LET GO!!! LET GO LET GO LET GO!!” He managed to wedge his feet him trying to pry himself out of the others arms but he was slipping, the voice in the back of his head getting louder. More VOLATILE. HE COULD HEAR THE RESTRAINTS SNAPPING. Like twigs, he could feel him clawing his way out of the hole he was buried it, swimming up the feet of dense matter and swirving himself into control. He could feel his reign on his own sanity being ripped and himself being pushed back into that hole he kept him in. 

Please, don’t.

He shoved himself from the other’s arms, swirling crimsons tracing up and down the other with a sickening sweet purr. “I forgot how much i missed stretching my legs~”

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with just a look, they SHOOK—

                                                                                                             and HEAVENS bowed before HIM.

                                                                                               (art credit)

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cobaltspeedster​:

there are many reasons mania is the best sonic game

FATALITY

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ima preference everything by clarifying mun=/=muse. 

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cobaltspeedster replied to your post: loser sonic cant even super form without going...

epic cringe sonic got his comic cancelled 17 years early

“Oh my god y’ are so right? how’s th’ failin’ games goin? y’ hash out th’ same shit repeatedly an’ ya still got buyers. SHOCKIN’. y’ might as well slapped a sticker over generations an’ called it forces then added somethin’ more edgy then shadow th’ hedgehog to it.”