keep fighting

i'm more than just my bad luck x

[hyperjinxed]

( @aridcanyonzone ) "I knew that wasn't me I was hearing!" Delphi slid across the bench once she found the chance to sit. Her big tail wagged back and forth with excitement. "I can't believe another psychic lives in Colossopolis!!"

 [ @aridcanyonzone ]

“Ghh!” 

 Larry had no idea how this had happened. He wasn’t even doing anything! He was just sitting on the pier, reading, and then.. all this! He didn’t need anymore powers!

 Having been deep in confused thought, the lynx promptly fell off the bench in surprise, startled. He wasn’t a psychic! No no, he definitely wasn’t one. It just wasn’t possible, ‘cause.. cause… it had to be an accident– something temporary or the side effect of something he.. jinxed up. 

 “I’m not…” Larry began, and then lost what he was going to say. He was a pyschic, but not…really, right? Getting up from the ground, scratching the back of his head, he replied, “S-Sorry. I’m Larry and..I just became one, earlier this morning… I think?” 

[hyperjinxed]

m!a / larry has psychic powers for as long as the mun desires!

“What?! There’s no way you can just..!” The lynx shook his head, looking down at his hands, which had now taken to giving off a luminescent yellow glow. He felt… different. Not bad, but.. something was definitely happening. An ear twitched as he looked at the rest of himself, certain spots taking to that yellow glow. 

“Oh… maybe, you can.. I’m definitely gonna have to call Silver..“

[plac3h0lder]

Send my Muse “Confess!!” and they will tell you a Secret!

[moretrashyrpmemes]

Fever Memes

Send one for…

😞 - My muse to spike a fever of 105

☹️ - Your muse to spike a fever of 105

🍏 - My muse to make your sick muse chicken noodle soup

🍎 - Your muse to make my sick muse chicken noodle soup

💧- Have your muse make my muse a cold bath after their temperature gets too high

💦 - Have my muse make your muse a cold bath after their temperature gets too high

⛑ - Your muse to take my muse to the hospital because of their fever

🎒 - My muse to take your muse to the hospital because of their fever

👓 - Your muse to put a cold wet rag on my muse’s forehead

🕶 - My muse to put a cold wet rag on your muse’s forehead

👄 - Your muse to get sick after caring for my muse

💋 - My muse to get sick after caring for your muse

✋️ - Your muse to give my muse a home made remedy

🤚 - My muse to give your muse a home made remedy

[pcnderings]

ace sunday meme

Since there are some of us who are either sex-repulsed or simply aren’t interested in writing sexual stuff, SS can leave some of us feeling out of place. Although this was created with fellow aces in mind, anyone can reblog this! Send one in for our muses to interact. They’ll either be answered as starters or possibly drabbles where applicable.

❀ - For my muse to give yours a bouquet, a single flower, or a flower crown. ✿ - For my muse’s reaction to your muse giving them a bouquet, a single flower, or a flower crown. ♫ - For my muse to give yours a mixtape or a play an instrument for your muse. ♬ - For my muse’s reaction to your muse giving them a mixtape or a playing an instrument for them. ❦ - For our muses to spend time gardening together.  ♥ - For my muse to confess how they feel about yours ( romantic or not ). ★ - For our muses to go stargazing together. ☂ - For our muses to share an umbrella. ☃ - For our muses to build a snowman together. ☎ - For my muse to leave a voice message for yours. ☏ - For my muse to text yours. ☾ - For our muses to explore a moonlit forest. ☼ - For our muses to spend a day at the beach. ❅ - For our muses to spend time at a secluded cabin. ☮ - For our muses to discuss their ideas of peace. ♞ - For my muse to protect yours. ♘ - For my muse’s reaction to yours protecting them.  ☙ - For our muses to play with Autumn leaves. ⊗ - For my muse to lie to yours. ✖ - For my muse’s reaction to yours lying to them. ♛ - For my muse’s reaction to finding out about yours being royalty.  ♕ - For your muse’s reaction to finding out about mine being royalty. ♔ - For our muses to peacefully rule over a prospering kingdom.  ♚ - For our muses to chaotically reign over a perishing kingdom. ✎ - For my muse to write yours a letter. ☹ - For my muse to help yours recover from a cold / illness. ☢ - For my muse to insult yours or point out their flaws. ✂ - For my muse to leave / abandon yours. ⚐ - For my muse to surrender to yours after a fight. ⚑ - For my muse to defy or argue with yours. ⚔ - For our muses to have a battle of wits or a battle using weapons ( ex. swords, guns, etc. ). ⚖ - For our muses to try to reach a compromise after reaching a stalemate. ⛆ - For our muses to spend the day or night together inside during a storm. ⛾ - For our muses to go on a coffee shop date.  

[devotedecay]

❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other . 

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Sparring/Training Sentence Starters

Requested by Anonymous

“Come on, then! Hit me!”

“Your stance is all wrong.”

“Am I doing this right?”

“I feel like I’ve been chewed up, spat out, and run over repeatedly.”

“Get down and give me 20!”

“How many miles/kilometers are we running?!”

“Hey! Watch where you’re swinging that!” 

“Nice punch! Now do it again!” 

“You won’t hurt me, I promise.” 

“My grip feels off…” 

“Have you ever used a(n) __ before?” 

“I don’t want to hurt you…” 

“I think I’m going to feel that tomorrow.” 

“If you can lift me up, then you can lift these weights just fine.” 

“On a scale of one to ten, how much did that hurt?”

“Here, you put your feet like this…” 

“Relax. I’m trying to help.” 

“Can you teach me how to __?”

“God, we stink.” 

“Are you doing okay?” 

“Are you alright?” 

“If I do fifteen push-ups, can I be done for the day?” 

“Come on! Another round!” 

“You can win this time!”

“Work your angle a little more and you got it perfect!” 

“What are you doing up at this hour?” 

“Where did you get that bruise?” 

“Hey, no, stop. You’re going to break your fingers punching like that.”

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed / "...Silver?!"

The sick psychic perked up at the sound of his name, no matter how fuzzy and distant it sounded to him. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he glanced up toward the source, hand lowering away from his mailbox. 

Colossopolis liked to do things the “old fashioned way–” Even if “old fashioned” was centuries ago.

“E- Eh?” Someone from around town, maybe?

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed:

A sharp quirk of his ears was all the warning before he bolted inside. Silver looked awful after the second fall. He didn’t look too..peachy in the first place, but Larry guessed the wear and tear was just too much for Silver’s ill, overworked body to handle.

He ran inside the house, almost feeling bad for intruding but shaking his head furiously. It sounded like he’d fallen, and there was no other sound. Silver would typically at least give clarification that was okay!

But, there was none.

A flurry of indecipherable curses came from the jinx’s mouth as he ran up the stairs. Being a lynx, it was no problem, but he damn near well fell back down the stairs once he neared the top and saw…

Larry didn’t utter a word as he came fully to the top, not wanting to be grating on the hybrid’s ears. He knew he’d probably well overstayed his welcome at this point. Between tackling Silver and making him fall three times, the other definitely deserved to have some quiet.

Promptly, Larry picked the larger Mobian up, bridal style.

It felt like he was floating in another dimension.

His mind was in psychic turmoil, as each crash of his headache had him seeing stars. Between the sickness he felt, and the fluctuation of power he was feeling, it was complete torture! Silver couldn’t see clearly through these flashes, and the glimpses he could see were blurry and distant. Needless to mention the agony, which now left him wordless.

He could feel himself getting picked up, and his eyes widened in surprise. The visible, unstable flickering of his psychic energy was visible across his eyes, as they flashed from yellow to green with each pound of his head.

“.. W.. Wh-?”

[hyperjinxed]

Though it was a bit of a struggle, Larry managed to carry the larger Mobian from the top of the stairs to what he assumed was the hybrid’s room. At the soft murmur of a question, the lynx promptly hushed the hybrid.

Carrying him to the bed, Larry whipped back the covers with his paw before setting Silver down in it. So much for that thing he was gonna give him. That would definitely have to wait.

He laid the covers over the practically uncoinscious telekinetic, pondering what he should do now. Wait for him to wake up? Go grab him some water or something? He’d feel bad snooping through his things..but he figured Silver might appreciate some water when he fully came to.

So, now, he’ll head back down the stairs.

[aridcanyonzone]

Looking up at the ceiling, from the dark blue of the stairs to the sky blue of his bedroom ceiling- Definitely his bedroom ceiling. There were star stickers all over the ceiling; He’d been moved.

As the covers settled over Silver, he immediately shut his eyes, squeezing them tightly. Since he was no longer moving, the pain wasn’t as intense as it could have been.. He felt god awful.

Try as he may, the hedgehog tried his best to stay up. But now that he was down in bed, and trying to avoid total psychic collapse, it wasn’t hard to slip into the coziness of sleep..

Not hard at all.

[hyperjinxed]

He really, really tried not to fall down the stairs. He held onto the ramp like it was his lifeline, and took every step very carefully, and --

His hand slipped.

His hand slipped.

...

The next thing he knew, he was at the bottom of the stairs. The world had blanked out for just long enough for it to be scary. He expected broken bones as he struggled to his feet, though, didn't feel anything until he moved his tail.

Definitely messed that up. A few bruises, but that was lucky. That fall-- was lucky. Just a kinked tail. Fine. Stairs 2, Mobians 0.

Okay. All he needed to do now was grab the glass, and go back up the stairs.

Ugh.

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed / "...Silver?!"

The sick psychic perked up at the sound of his name, no matter how fuzzy and distant it sounded to him. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he glanced up toward the source, hand lowering away from his mailbox. 

Colossopolis liked to do things the “old fashioned way–” Even if “old fashioned” was centuries ago.

“E- Eh?” Someone from around town, maybe?

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed:

A sharp quirk of his ears was all the warning before he bolted inside. Silver looked awful after the second fall. He didn’t look too..peachy in the first place, but Larry guessed the wear and tear was just too much for Silver’s ill, overworked body to handle.

He ran inside the house, almost feeling bad for intruding but shaking his head furiously. It sounded like he’d fallen, and there was no other sound. Silver would typically at least give clarification that was okay!

But, there was none.

A flurry of indecipherable curses came from the jinx’s mouth as he ran up the stairs. Being a lynx, it was no problem, but he damn near well fell back down the stairs once he neared the top and saw…

Larry didn’t utter a word as he came fully to the top, not wanting to be grating on the hybrid’s ears. He knew he’d probably well overstayed his welcome at this point. Between tackling Silver and making him fall three times, the other definitely deserved to have some quiet.

Promptly, Larry picked the larger Mobian up, bridal style.

It felt like he was floating in another dimension.

His mind was in psychic turmoil, as each crash of his headache had him seeing stars. Between the sickness he felt, and the fluctuation of power he was feeling, it was complete torture! Silver couldn’t see clearly through these flashes, and the glimpses he could see were blurry and distant. Needless to mention the agony, which now left him wordless.

He could feel himself getting picked up, and his eyes widened in surprise. The visible, unstable flickering of his psychic energy was visible across his eyes, as they flashed from yellow to green with each pound of his head.

“.. W.. Wh-?”

[hyperjinxed]

Though it was a bit of a struggle, Larry managed to carry the larger Mobian from the top of the stairs to what he assumed was the hybrid's room. At the soft murmur of a question, the lynx promptly hushed the hybrid.

Carrying him to the bed, Larry whipped back the covers with his paw before setting Silver down in it. So much for that thing he was gonna give him. That would definitely have to wait.

He laid the covers over the practically uncoinscious telekinetic, pondering what he should do now. Wait for him to wake up? Go grab him some water or something? He'd feel bad snooping through his things..but he figured Silver might appreciate some water when he fully came to.

So, now, he'll head back down the stairs.

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed / "...Silver?!"

The sick psychic perked up at the sound of his name, no matter how fuzzy and distant it sounded to him. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he glanced up toward the source, hand lowering away from his mailbox. 

Colossopolis liked to do things the “old fashioned way–” Even if “old fashioned” was centuries ago.

“E- Eh?” Someone from around town, maybe?

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed:

Immediately, without a doubt, Larry knew that was his doing.

And he immediately apologized for it.

“Silver! Oh, crap, I’m sorry,” was his exclaim as he rushed over, once again, helping his..former? new? friend up from the floor. This was the second time he’d explain his jinxes to the hybrid Mobian, and he wasn’t looking forward to it.

“Th-This is my fault. This might sound really weird, but I have…uhm…jinxes, that I can’t control. I mean, sometimes, I can, but, either way, everywhere I go, bad stuff just…happens. I’m glad it wasn’t anything crazy,” the lynx hurriedly explained, hoping he’d not spoiled the chance for a new friendship already.

“Ugh.. T- That was.. You?” Incredulous, the sick psychic allowed himself to be lifted back to his feet, slippers nearly coming off them. “That’s..”

But, Silver wasn’t mad, no.

“That’s something, alright. N- No sweat- I’m fine, honest.” That was a half lie, because while he hadn’t been too hurt from that fall, the impact made his head throb. A strained smile painted his features. “Like I was saying, though, I have something for you. Can you wait right here while I go get it?”

Brushing dust off his chest fur, Silver turned to head up the stairs, one uneasy step at a time. The strain of the smile didn’t come from insincerity; He was genuinely happy to make a new friend today!

It came from pain.

His hand gripped the railing hard as can be, loose enough only to trail along up the stairs. God, his HEAD! The hedgehog’s steps became slow, with each flash of green that pounded with each throb- An aching hiss tore from deep in his chest, and he found himself going steadily sideways.

The sound of him collapsing at the top was a harrowing sound.

[hyperjinxed]

A sharp quirk of his ears was all the warning before he bolted inside. Silver looked awful after the second fall. He didn't look too..peachy in the first place, but Larry guessed the wear and tear was just too much for Silver's ill, overworked body to handle.

He ran inside the house, almost feeling bad for intruding but shaking his head furiously. It sounded like he'd fallen, and there was no other sound. Silver would typically at least give clarification that was okay!

But, there was none.

A flurry of indecipherable curses came from the jinx's mouth as he ran up the stairs. Being a lynx, it was no problem, but he damn near well fell back down the stairs once he neared the top and saw...

Larry didn't utter a word as he came fully to the top, not wanting to be grating on the hybrid's ears. He knew he'd probably well overstayed his welcome at this point. Between tackling Silver and making him fall three times, the other definitely deserved to have some quiet.

Promptly, Larry picked the larger Mobian up, bridal style.

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed / "...Silver?!"

The sick psychic perked up at the sound of his name, no matter how fuzzy and distant it sounded to him. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he glanced up toward the source, hand lowering away from his mailbox. 

Colossopolis liked to do things the “old fashioned way–” Even if “old fashioned” was centuries ago.

“E- Eh?” Someone from around town, maybe?

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed:

 Ears perking back up, surprised, a smile spread across the lynx’s face. He hadn’t expected such a positive answer. It didn’t seen like Silver felt good, or even really wanted to talk much. Though pretty grumpy at times, Silver had always been selfless. Larry definitely could admire him for that.

“I-I know it’s not your fault A-, Silver. Uhm.” Larry tapped his fingers together nervously, making sure he chose his next words carefully, though he doubted harsh consequences if worded wrong.

“I-I can come back later. I can see you’re kinda sick, and…I need to find Ja-, um. Shard.”

“O- Oh, you don’t have to go just yet!” Silver noted, reaching for the doorknob. “I have something for you, in case you ever wanna come back this way.” 

He had to stop giving keys out so willy-nilly he only had six of the darn things to begin with! They cost more than he could possibly make in his lifetime, and he got them for free, from a friend.

As he gripped the doorknob, however, the door swung open as though loose on it’s hinges, and the hedgehog smacked into the carpeted floor, yelping in both pain, and shock.

[hyperjinxed]

Immediately, without a doubt, Larry knew that was his doing.

And he immediately apologized for it.

“Silver! Oh, crap, I'm sorry,” was his exclaim as he rushed over, once again, helping his..former? new? friend up from the floor. This was the second time he'd explain his jinxes to the hybrid Mobian, and he wasn't looking forward to it.

“Th-This is my fault. This might sound really weird, but I have...uhm...jinxes, that I can't control. I mean, sometimes, I can, but, either way, everywhere I go, bad stuff just...happens. I'm glad it wasn't anything crazy,” the lynx hurriedly explained, hoping he'd not spoiled the chance for a new friendship already.

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed / "...Silver?!"

The sick psychic perked up at the sound of his name, no matter how fuzzy and distant it sounded to him. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he glanced up toward the source, hand lowering away from his mailbox. 

Colossopolis liked to do things the “old fashioned way–” Even if “old fashioned” was centuries ago.

“E- Eh?” Someone from around town, maybe?

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed:

An immediate response was the lynx’s ears lying flat against his head. Oh man, he’d really jumped the gun on this one, hadn’t he? He’d just tackled a guy who didn’t know him.

He’d just…

“Ah! I-I’m so sorry. I thought…” the lynx trailed of disappointedly, but proceeded to shake his head, his ears flapping as he did, only to lay back again. Hurriedly, he got off of the…might as well have been stranger he just completely football tackled.

The lynx then offered his hand to the ill hedgehog on the ground. He’d seen Silver queasy before, and the sickly green aura surrounding him must’ve meant he had just full body tackled a sick person that didn’t know him. He’d just hoped..

“I-It’s still Silver, r..right? I’m Larry Lynx.”

…maybe they could start over, now?

Silver’s ears drooped, as did his spines. Ohh.. That reaction stung a whole lot.

But, it was the lynx- Larry, who made the move to get to relearn about eachother all over again. It spared him the effort of asking himself. He was glad– He was sick of talking with his sore throat. No amount of throat medicine would do this justice, he realized.

Taking his hand, the psychic pulled himself to his feet, smiling a little. “It’s definitely still Silver. It’s nice to.. Meet, or re-meet you, Larry. Don’t beat yourself up over this. I’m the one who’s sorry- I’m still getting used to the whole.. memory wipe. At least, I think.”

That was a huge fumble. But, he had a feeling that it worked.

[hyperjinxed]

  Ears perking back up, surprised, a smile spread across the lynx’s face. He hadn’t expected such a positive answer. It didn’t seen like Silver felt good, or even really wanted to talk much. Though pretty grumpy at times, Silver had always been selfless. Larry definitely could admire him for that. 

 “I-I know it’s not your fault A-, Silver. Uhm.” Larry tapped his fingers together nervously, making sure he chose his next words carefully, though he doubted harsh consequences if worded wrong. 

 “I-I can come back later. I can see you’re kinda sick, and...I need to find Ja-, um. Shard.” 

[shardsmatrix]

 Fucking cackling laughter. Cackling. 

 “YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON WHO?”

[hyperjinxed]

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!”

[frostwill]

critical role sentence starters !!!

so… we’ll talk later.

why won’t you stay down and die with dignity?

no. no further.

this is not over. it can’t be.

try not to have too much fun without us.

i have this blink candle. it’s formed from various animals that blink.

it’s so rare that we’re actually given the opportunity to be honest about everything. we might as well try it once and see if we like it.

you know i’m in love with you, right?

you seem… like a person. and that’s great.

those are coins! you’re not making it rain, you’re making it hail!

i’m killing someone, hold please.

your secret is safe with my indifference.

my heart is someone else’s.

do not go far from me. if we are out of earshot, you are too far from me.

um, i don’t know if it’s the food you made or the fact that we’re going to die tomorrow, but i want to kiss you.

i was all kinds of fucked up a few weeks ago.

you’re all kinds of fucked up all the time. we all are. and that’s why we’re together.

i just want to let you know… i am possibly the worst person you’ve ever met.

i think i kind of hope… not necessarily to hurt you or harm you, but i hope that one day… that you can know just how awful i can be.

you can curse, it’s okay. you killed one of us.

i think i’ve always been in love with the idea of you.

i was only gone for thirty seconds!

i encourage violence.

i can give you the means to protect them.

i do not want to die who i am. i’d like to live long enough to be someone else.

you’re on your own, fuckface.

a volcano is - is nature’s candle!

sometimes people go and they don’t come back.

do you spice?

so we’re going to kill everyone that we see in the next ten seconds.

i don’t want to be here if you’re not.

i told you before. no one kills you but me.

he traded his life!

i don’t have very many things that i care about and i don’t have anything that cares about me.

i’m great! well, not really, but i’m just going to pretend i’m happy so everybody can be okay!

i’ve been in a barrel for an hour. i fell asleep in there!

yes. i heard. it was the only thing i heard.

don’t cry. i’m just a little cold.

i bury my shame.

i should have told you. it’s yours.

forgiveness - that’s the key, isn’t it? it’s the only way to really grow.

your hair’s a mess. sit still.

you are my heart. you are me. you are my other half. you are welcome with me always.

you don’t always have to put on a brave face, dear.

we’re friends, right? are we friends?

i know we don’t always agree and i know i can be unkind, but… you know you’re family, right?

i’ve had a terrible thought. and it is sort of my business to have terrible thoughts.

take me instead.

we walk towards glory.

that’s mine! that’s mine!

did it choose me because i was broken, or did it break me?

please bring him back to me.

you think you care about me?

this was always supposed to happen, wasn’t it?

i love you. if i can find you, i will. if not, stay alive.

if he’s gone i won’t be the same.

i’d watch your moral panic all day, it’s delightful.

in many ways you are my total opposite. but you are also my best friend.

i made a choice. this is my family.

i forgive you. but i cannot let you leave.

please. please. i love him as much as you do.

fix him. fix him!

i like this family. i’d like to keep it.

i want you to know that you are like a brother to me.

talk about my sister again.

it’s been a while since we’ve had one of our depressing chats!

i can’t have you gone. i need you here.

i think we’re very broken people. but i think together we’re much greater than the sum of our parts.

don’t ever fucking do that again.

you didn’t die. but you did! but you didn’t. but you did! and then you didn’t.

i don’t want any of this! i don’t want any of this.

i’ve just had a near death experience and i’m craving some lasagna. 

you know, you’re getting weirder.

you and i are very different.

i’ve killed two of those who’ve wronged me and nothing is better. nothing feels better. nothing is avenged.

call me “child” one more goddamn time!

if you’re lucky, you die last.

some people have no sense of fucking honor!

i’ll take my clothes off if it’ll inspire us.

thank you for believing in me.

you’ve never done anything for me! never! you’ve never risked anything, you don’t know me!

everyone else believes in you. why shouldn’t you?

how many fingers am i holding up?

what’s the first letter of the alphabet? this you know.

yay! teamwork!

you fucking died!

don’t touch me right now! i’m not - don’t touch me!

i’m going to go get a sandwich.

you had us all very worried.

your reckless impulses will get you killed!

i’m done with gods. they will not help me. perhaps you will. 

this is too fucking much.

come here, you shithead.

it has been an honor.

screw you! i want my final words with you to be indignant and irritated.

you’re the face i saw when murder entered my heart.

i’m undecided about you.

never forget you’re my favorite. and i’m so sorry.

i’m not leaving him.

you’re a better man than you believe.

feel like making a home here?

you’re an idiot and i’m very proud of you. don’t do that again.

sound off if you’re alive.

it’s not going to work.

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed / "...Silver?!"

The sick psychic perked up at the sound of his name, no matter how fuzzy and distant it sounded to him. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he glanced up toward the source, hand lowering away from his mailbox. 

Colossopolis liked to do things the “old fashioned way–” Even if “old fashioned” was centuries ago.

“E- Eh?” Someone from around town, maybe?

[hyperjinxed]

 The next thing the sickly hedgehog would know was a full body tackle from a…rather short lynx. It did not make the impact much less jarring. 

 “Silver! I haven’t, oh god, I-I haven’t seen you in forever! I was looking for all around New Mobotropolis, and then I saw Shard and I hadn’t seen him in forever too and he hopped through something and I ran after him and then I lost him but now I found you!” was what spouted out of his mouth, and incredibly long, run-on sentence. He looked like he might have been about to cry as he sucked another breath in to speak. 

 “Nobody remembers anything before Geoffrey…got hurt. The whole planet was like, wiped of their memories or something! I don’t know how I didn’t get wiped! I…” 

 An ear flicked to the side, pausing mid-rant, Larry gave Silver an uncertain, hopeful look.

 “W..Wait. You remember, don’t you?”

[aridcanyonzone]

The hedgehog stared up in surprise, having gotten the wind knocked straight out of him from the impact. A lynx- He listened to him talk, and the longer he did..

.. Oh, no. It dawned on him, he was going to disappoint this poor soul.

“.. I.. I..” Silver sighed, looking away from the excitable fellow.” I’m.. Really sorry, pal. I met Shard– Or rather, I re-met him, I think but.. I’m afraid if we’ve met before, I don’t remember you. I’m so sorry..”

Oh, if he was going to be running into people who’d met him, but he didn’t remember them, he was in to disappoint a lot of people. That hurt much more than his head did, and significantly more than being slammed to the ground.

[hyperjinxed]

An immediate response was the lynx's ears lying flat against his head. Oh man, he'd really jumped the gun on this one, hadn't he? He'd just tackled a guy who didn't know him.

He'd just...

“Ah! I-I'm so sorry. I thought...” the lynx trailed of disappointedly, but proceeded to shake his head, his ears flapping as he did, only to lay back again. Hurriedly, he got off of the...might as well have been stranger he just completely football tackled.

The lynx then offered his hand to the ill hedgehog on the ground. He'd seen Silver queasy before, and the sickly green aura surrounding him must've meant he had just full body tackled a sick person that didn't know him. He'd just hoped..

“I-It's still Silver, r..right? I'm Larry Lynx.”

...maybe they could start over, now?

[aridcanyonzone]

hyperjinxed / "...Silver?!"

The sick psychic perked up at the sound of his name, no matter how fuzzy and distant it sounded to him. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he glanced up toward the source, hand lowering away from his mailbox. 

Colossopolis liked to do things the “old fashioned way–” Even if “old fashioned” was centuries ago.

“E- Eh?” Someone from around town, maybe?

[hyperjinxed]

 The next thing the sickly hedgehog would know was a full body tackle from a...rather short lynx. It did not make the impact much less jarring. 

 “Silver! I haven’t, oh god, I-I haven’t seen you in forever! I was looking for all around New Mobotropolis, and then I saw Shard and I hadn’t seen him in forever too and he hopped through something and I ran after him and then I lost him but now I found you!” was what spouted out of his mouth, and incredibly long, run-on sentence. He looked like he might have been about to cry as he sucked another breath in to speak. 

 “Nobody remembers anything before Geoffrey...got hurt. The whole planet was like, wiped of their memories or something! I don’t know how I didn’t get wiped! I...” 

 An ear flicked to the side, pausing mid-rant, Larry gave Silver an uncertain, hopeful look.

 “W..Wait. You remember, don’t you?”

[hyperjinxed]

“Nobody remembers anything. I don’t know where anyone is. Where is my team? 

                                                                                They’re all I have.”