"What an ironic name, huh?"

"Hey, name's Smalls, Smalls the Cat. Used to be a pretty popular guy in the kingdom, after I wrecked Hathor and the rest of the Felidae~ Weaklings really had it coming to him. Was even a part of the former king's Nightmare army, until we all got imprisoned in the No Zone. But, now I'm back on Moebius, and ready to kick 'Snot's hiney~" Smalls the anti-Big Ask/RP blog.

[buninatincan]

"…Do Ah look like Ah’m jokin’? No really, do Ah look like Ah’m jokin’? No? That’s because Ah ain’t…Now, Ah git it. Y’all are in disbelief, because ya haven’t worked together before. But, y’all all have at least one thing in common, besides what Ah mentioned: Y’all all want to viciously, and brutally pound Scourge inta tha dirt. Am Ah wrong…?”

[smashsonics-archive]

Cookie and Rosy both looked at each other, going quiet for a moment. “Well, she does have a point there…” Rosy mumbled to herself, not noticing that she said that out loud. “We were never able to defeat him separately but I suppose if we tried as a team then he wouldn’t see it coming.” Cookie spoke up, crossing her arms.

[notreallysosmall]

Smalls grumbles, arms still crossed, but, then- "Yeah, I guess if it helps me smash Snot easier, I guess we can try working together..."

[buninatincan]

"Well, ya see, Ah’ve had a bit of an idea…" She smirks. "Ya see, y’all are three o’ tha most craziest, most bloodthirsty and capable Ah have yet ta meet. …" She grins. "Which is why Ah think y’all three should team up~"

(Buns > Rosy & Cookie > Smalls)

[smashsonics-archive]

Rosy looked at the other two, appearing uninterested. Cookie on the other hand thought it was a great idea. “Only if I’m the leader. Since, I do have more brains than these two.” Rosy shot up, ready to start an argument with the rabbit but tried to calm herself down. “I dunno, it doesn’t seem like a good idea.” They’d probably fight with each other more then fight with other teams.

[notreallysosmall]

Smalls looks incredulous about the idea. "Me? Work with them? Heh, that's big laugh, boss."

[buninatincan]

"I got somethin’ I wanna talk ta y’all about. But, first, we’re gonna wait fer Cookie an’ Smalls ta git in ‘ere."

[smashsonics-archive]

Rosy gave a light nod as she sat around, hearing the door open. “Forgive me for being late.” The young rabbit came in, fixing her ribbons. “Now what are we discussing about?”

[notreallysosmall]

The earth seems to shake, as Smalls walks into the room, and stops behind the two, arms crossed. "Yeah, what she said."

(Buns > Rosy & Cookie > Smalls)

[notreallysosmall]

parallelfugitive started following you

[notreallysosmall]

Smalls growls, as he repeatedly swings the tree at the hedgehog. “Hold still so I can hit ya, Snot!” After repeated misses, he snarls. “Fine, then.” The next time Scourge lands on the ground, Smalls stomps on the ground, hoping it’ll get him off balance for juuuuust long enough, as he swings the tree at him, hard. Though, mostly, he’s just trying to hit him a good distance away. Should he hit him, he drops the tree on the ground. And, if he sees Scourge running fast at him, the large cat smirks, rolls into a ball, and starts revving up his own spindash.

[parallelfugitive]

The green hedgehog’s maneuvers continued until the weight of the other’s foot shook the ground, putting Scourge’s footing off balance.  "Shit."  Scourge clicked his tongue in annoyance; his arms held out at his sides, attempting to steady himself. An attempt that, perhaps, took one second to many. Wham! The hit had been hard, no less had it been painful. The tree’s bark was anything but comfortable and being hit at such lengths sent him flying quite a good distance from where Small’s stood. That, however, didn’t keep him down long. Scourge was shortly back on his feet; his hands clenched angrily into fists.  If there was one thing Scourge hated, it was loosing.  "S’at all ‘ya got?" He grunted hoarsely.

[notreallysosmall]

Once he was finished revving up, the large cat spindashed at him; A vertitable fuzzy and furry bowling ball, that pretty much devastated all the trees and wildlife in it's path. No telling what it would do to Scourge if he let it hit him.

[buninatincan]

She narrows her eyes at him. “Ah think ya’ll’ve forgotten what we do to tough guys who try ta take leadership positions without the power ta back ‘em up, Tails…Smalls! Git in ‘ere. Ah want ya ta meet Snot II~”

(New turn order: Buns > Smalls > Miles)

[notreallysosmall]

Suddenly, the castle floor starts shaking, and, soon, in walks the large, fat, Collar-free Smalls. He looks around. “Huh. Been a while since I’ve been in here…” Then, he seems to notice Miles, grinning fiendishly at the smaller Moebian. “Izzat ‘im~?”

(Turn order: Buns > Smalls > Miles)

[evilmilesprower]

That name set him off. His eyes narrowed and his hands balled into fists. He was about to make an attack on Buns when the floor beneath him shook. Miles froze and shifted his weight to keep his balance and turned to see what on earth could do that. His tails sunk to the ground seeing Smalls. Miles growled lowly and turned back to Buns. “You released that damn idiot when I was gone?!” Oh now he was just fired up. There was a good reason no one came to the Big alternates rescue. “This is why we don’t let morons take the throne” He growled and began to advance up the steps to confront Buns.

[buninatincan]

As he moves to confront her, she has the Omega suit’s top go down, and, has it slowly stand up, towering over Miles. “Ah think ya’ll have gotten the wrong idea. Smalls is smarter than ya think. He just got a bit lazier in prison. But, still, he smashed a good deal of the Felidae Nation when tha king was still in charge, an’, back then, ya’ll could pretty much judge who was tha smartest just by if they followed Alicia’s Pa or not. ‘Sides-” However, though it seemed like she might continue talking, she instead pulls back the suit’s right arm, and, aims a hard punch with the metal fist right at Miles’ gut. Then, the suit’s robotic eyes would look over at Smalls.

(Turn order: Buns > Miles > Smalls)

[notreallysosmall]

The large cat would just continue grinning sadistically, as he walks over, and attempts to pick up Miles by his outfit's collar, whether or not Buns' punch hit the fox. "Ya know, I can actually see a lot of Snot in ya: Arrogant, acts tough, makes dumb assumptions, even when it's obvious ya don't have any idea who you're fully dealin' with~"

(Turn order: Buns > Smalls > Miles)

[evilmilesprower]

"Don’t be a fool Bunnie, get off the throne."

He smirked and began to walks towards her. “No matter where you sit anyways, I’m not listening to a word you say.”

[buninatincan]

"It’s Buns, remember? Also, if ya’ll value keepin’ your nicely groomed fur, ya’ll’l listen ta this.” She points her suit’s left arm at him, and the flamethrower nozzle comes out. “Flamethrower. Seems like a purty smart thing for ya ta remember, doesn’t it? Although, it ain’t like Ah need ya ta listen ta me, anyway. Long as everyone else does, ya’ll kin do whatever ya want in ya yer lab. Ya ain’t gettin’ tha throne or yer position back, until ya got somethin’ we kin kick Scourge’s butt with.”

[evilmilesprower]

He slowed down as she pointed the weapon at him. But it didn’t stop him from getting closer. “But you see, there’s the problem. I need them to listen to me.” Miles finally stopped at the foot of the small steps to the throne. He was in perfect range of the flamethrower, but showed no fear. He held his hands behind his back in his usual mannor and warned once more. “Get off the throne Bunnie.”

[buninatincan]

She narrows her eyes at him. “Ah think ya’ll’ve forgotten what we do to tough guys who try ta take leadership positions without the power ta back ‘em up, Tails…Smalls! Git in ‘ere. Ah want ya ta meet Snot II~”

(New turn order: Buns > Smalls > Miles)

[notreallysosmall]

Suddenly, the castle floor starts shaking, and, soon, in walks the large, fat, Collar-free Smalls. He looks around. "Huh. Been a while since I've been in here..." Then, he seems to notice Miles, grinning fiendishly at the smaller Moebian. "Izzat 'im~?"

(Turn order: Buns > Smalls > Miles)

[notreallysosmall]

He chuckles and pats his belly. “Yeah, I guess it is a pretty handsome one~”

[agiftedglider-blog]

Which has him staring.

"Certainly not the standard. Standard is far too dull."

[notreallysosmall]

"Yeah, who wants to be skinny?"

[notreallysosmall]

"Nah, that wasn’t my birth name: I actually used to be known as ‘Anti-Big’."

[agiftedglider-blog]

"Name doesn’t matter when you have a body like that."

[notreallysosmall]

He chuckles and pats his belly. "Yeah, I guess it is a pretty handsome one~"

[notreallysosmall]

"Aw, shucks, you’re embarassing me~ But, yeah, I guess I am pretty smart. And, pretty big, even though my ironic Moebian name is ‘Smalls’."

[agiftedglider-blog]

"Smalls? I see you were born on a day the world had lost its mind."

[notreallysosmall]

"Nah, that wasn't my birth name: I actually used to be known as 'Anti-Big'."

[notreallysosmall]

"Well, nice to meet ya, I guess. So-" He grins. "Ya like Mobians and Moebians of the larger persuasion, huh~?"

[agiftedglider-blog]

"Your intelligence never ceases to amaze me." At least the grin was cute. He couldn’t keep himself from smirking, eyebrow raised. Making others feel good about themselves was a pretty good plus as well.

[notreallysosmall]

"Aw, shucks, you're embarassing me~ But, yeah, I guess I am pretty smart. And, pretty big, even though my ironic Moebian name is 'Smalls'."

[notreallysosmall]

"Riiiiggghhhtttt…You know, I think I’ve met one or two of your alternates from other zones. It’s Ray, right?"

[agiftedglider-blog]

"And they say brains and body can’t come in one package. Yes, that is correct."

[notreallysosmall]

"Well, nice to meet ya, I guess. So-" He grins. "Ya like Mobians and Moebians of the larger persuasion, huh~?"

[notreallysosmall]

Smalls raises an eyebrow. “What do ya mean by that…?” Was this little guy hitting on him?

[agiftedglider-blog]

"Only a passerby’s comment."

Playing innocent.

[notreallysosmall]

"Riiiiggghhhtttt...You know, I think I've met one or two of your alternates from other zones. It's Ray, right?"

[agiftedglider-blog]

"Don’t you look scrumptious."

[notreallysosmall]

Smalls raises an eyebrow. “What do ya mean by that…?” Was this little guy hitting on him?

[notreallysosmall]

parallelfugitive started following you

[notreallysosmall]

Smart mouth hedgehogs: Possibly the worst thing in existence. However, after Smalls snarls a little more…He smirks. “You know what? Good idea~ I mean, you’re right, prison’s made me soft in the head, lazy, complacent to pick on little worms. But, you, Snot? You’ve shown me the light~” And, all of a sudden, Smalls slams the back of his neck against a nearby tree. …And, his Control Collar comes off. And, then, he uproots the tree from the ground. 

Uh-oh.

"Wow, thanks, Snot! I mean, if you hadn’t reminded me to use my head, I probably would’ve gotten pummeled by you, until it accidentally came off. Now we can skip straight to the fun part~" He then proceeds to swing the tree at Scourge, like a Baseball bat to a baseball.

[parallelfugitive]

Scourge’s smirk soon ceased to exist—replaced by mild confusion. The last thing he needed was to be back on the bottom of the food chain with Smalls back on top. Surely Smalls wasn’t— The green hedgehog swallowed the growing lump in his throat as the large cat slammed his neck back against a nearby tree. The restraint of the collar soon fell to the ground—nothing more than a useless piece of metal. "Err..bro…let’s talk ‘bout this." He began, holding up his hands in defense. The cockiness he once held now fell to the gutter. The tree that had been easily uprooted made Scourge look small in comparison and soon enough, that same tree was being swung at him. Scourge’s breath hitched as he narrowly avoided the swing. Lucky for him, his own control collar had been long deactivated back in the No Zone.  He then ducked as if he expected another swing from his former cellmate, quickly hopping from side to side to avoid what he could.  With that large uprooted tree in ‘ta way, getting close may be a little hard.

[notreallysosmall]

Smalls growls, as he repeatedly swings the tree at the hedgehog. "Hold still so I can hit ya, Snot!" After repeated misses, he snarls. "Fine, then." The next time Scourge lands on the ground, Smalls stomps on the ground, hoping it'll get him off balance for juuuuust long enough, as he swings the tree at him, hard. Though, mostly, he's just trying to hit him a good distance away. Should he hit him, he drops the tree on the ground. And, if he sees Scourge running fast at him, the large cat smirks, rolls into a ball, and starts revving up his own spindash.

[agiftedglider-blog]

"Don’t you look scrumptious."

[notreallysosmall]

Smalls raises an eyebrow. "What do ya mean by that...?" Was this little guy hitting on him?

[notreallysosmall]

holdingmyworldsdestiny started following you

[notreallysosmall]

"I mean, a decent enough amount to give you some pudge."

[holdingmyworldsdestiny-archive]

"…It’s just fur. Fluffy fur."

[notreallysosmall]

"Do I look like I was born yesterday?"

[notreallysosmall]

holdingmyworldsdestiny started following you

"Huh. Good to know there’s one hedgehog who eats healthy portions."

[holdingmyworldsdestiny-archive]

"Healthy portions? What do you mean? Unless you mean healthy things like fruits, and vegetables."

[notreallysosmall]

"I mean, a decent enough amount to give you some pudge."