Princess of the Steam World

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I finally got all my icons made, or at least a good chunk of them. which is what I wanted to get done here before the semester break.

I can’t say the reboot here will be swift but i’ll aim for getting it done sometime at the beginning of next semester.

That being said, I’m going to do a major purge of this blog. Probably deleting alot of old post - including some older threads, old headcanons i wanna rewrite etc. I’ll also be doing a sleep of unfollowing people, as some people I followed have gone as inactive as I did in the last few months. 

If you want to keep any threads let me know! and I’ll answer them when I finish the reboot.

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Does anyone have any base icons of Amy they’d be willing to share with me? I accidentally deleted all mine awhile ago and there’s no way to get them back sobs.

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                                              I aim to be lionhearted,                                               but my hands still s h a k e                                        and my voice isn’t quite loud enough.

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petalgears:

Finally looking at who had come to her rescue, she can’t help but be a bit taken back. ‘Sonic? No-’ she thought to herself for a moment. It surely wasn’t HER Sonic. He didn’t wear nearly enough clothes to be so (even if Sonic barely wore any, he wore some). The armor and the sword were new as well.

There were questions on the tip of her tongue, but she doesn’t let them escape just yet. When the hand was held out to her she hesitates for a moment, but eventually leans out to grab onto it. She grips her parasol in her other hand tightly as she takes a wavering step forward, and another, though she eventually ends up tripping into his arms. But at the very least, she was much more stable now than she had been.

“Th-Thank you, truly.”

“You’re welcome…” She was neither Nimue or Amy, or at least… the Amy that he knew. No, the outfit was too… what was the term? Victorian? The King did his best not to stare at her unusual, but tattered dress, feeling more than a little awkward for her rough landing into his world.

“Hold on tight, I’m goin’ t’ get us down, ‘kay?” Caliburn could float down after them, but if she held on, Amee would find her boots on the ground in a heartbeat. 

“Al....Alright.” She stutters, putting her arms around the other’s shoulders, hands gripping her parasol behind his head.  She expected the decent to be quick, it was Sonic after all. An alternate, but Sonic nonetheless. If there was a common thread between all of them, it would be the speed. She closed her eyes tight until her feet were place on solid ground, giving a sigh of relief once they were. Carefully she pulls herself away from Sonic, if only to make sure she didn’t accidentally hit him with her parasol. 

“Thank you once again, i don’t know how I would’ve gotten down.” considering that the small engine on her parasol was more or less broken. It could probably hold her for a second, if that. “I’m Amee Ophelia Harper-Rose, and a pleasure it is to meet you -- even if it was a bit rough.” She laughs nervously, both hands gripping onto the handle of her parasol.

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The sound of her name leaving the other’s lips was intriguing, if only because she doesn’t think she’s met this individual before. Then again, many across the world knew of her, she wasn’t the ‘Princess of the Steamworld’ for nothing. She was popular, a celebrity some would say. All because her family’s business was one of the largest in the world. 

“I’m sorry, you seem to know my name but I don’t know yours.” She smiles still, holding out her hand to take back her parasol. “Did we perhaps meet an event? Those things can get rather crowded….” 

     I’ve got to be the luckiest moron I know.

     Before this thought can pull gloomy railcars behind it, Silver’s deer-in-headlights expression fades back to an anxiety-twinged smile. Taking notice of Amee’s hand, he returns the parasol to it’s owner, taking this moment of refuge to consider. He could either roll with this, or, as a complete stranger, explain how he actually knows another version of herself who’s kind of–

     …Yeah, the decision is obvious.

     “Uhm, yeah, maybe– Probably. That’s probably where I got it from. I don’t entirely remember.” As eloquent as ever, hedgehog. He pauses, and after a moment, holds out a hand to the other.

     “Silver. M-My name, I mean.”

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Amee would be lying if she said she wasn’t at least the tiniest bit suspicious of this hedgehog. Her parents didn’t raise her to be naive, and Knuckles had certainly taught her to be cautious, but she was also someone willing to give a benefit of the doubt unless proven otherwise. Another thought occurred to her though, as she took back her parasol. 

If he really was from here though, what was with the lack of clothes? Hmmmm, he could just be from the countryside? Yes she’ll go with that for now. 

“Well, you already know my name but allow me to properly introduce myself. Amee Ophelia Harper-Rose, it’s a pleasure Silver.” She said with a small bow before holding her parasol much like a cane. “Are you from out of town, Silver?”

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"That doesn't look like a scratch."

Bandaging a wound | Accepting

“Ah!” The surprise of Knuckles speaking causes her to drop the bandages she had been holding. She huffs, but doesn’t reach down to get them. She had hoped to keep this a secret from Knuckles. Her first adventure on her own and she went and got herself hurt, she would never hear the end of it! 

But it wasn’t as if she was made of glass, despite what people in this building thought, despite what her parents thought. “I–I have no idea what you’re talking about.” she knells down, ignoring the throbbing of her leg to pick up the bandages. 

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     “If anyone begins to catch wind of this, I’m telling them that I was brainwashed and dragged here, alright?” Knuckles frowned down at his cup of tea, moving his head to raise an eye over to Ophelia. A glove reached to take hold of his cup before downing another swig. At least that was good, along with the  various snacks and other things across the table. It wasn’t often he was invited to just unwind like this. Setting it back down, he slouched in his chair, eyes moving to shut themselves as he talked.

     “So, are you actually the Princess of this Zone? Or do you just call yourself that for kicks?” The echidna smirked, eyes still closed as his gloved moved behind his head. “I’d hate being a Prince. All I would be able to do in my spare time is represent, paint, and do some waiting until anything remotely interesting happened. What do you do with your downtime, huh?” 

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“You could always say that I mistook you for the Knuckles of this zone.” Amee said with a soft giggle, putting the teapot down after having poured both of them full cups. She was glad he had decided to join them, upon their first meeting she realized that he was very serious about his job. Much like her own Knuckles. However if that was the case, that probably meant he didn’t take any breaks or time for himself. Amee was here to fix that, at least a little bit.

“Oh,” Amee gave a small shake of her head. “Truthfully that’s a title the public has given me.” She said, picking up her cup and taking a sip of the tea before continuing. “Because of my family’s business being so large and so well known, and me being the heiress -- I suppose you could say I’m a bit of a celebrity.” She takes one more sip before putting her cup down.

“Oh, I barely have any of that, if I’m honest with you.” She smiles despite the fact stated. “I may not be a real princess but my parents keep my busy with learning the business, taking lessons in practically every subject, and I have to attend functions that are either held in the company buildings or that have invited us as guests.” She’s sure she’s missing a few things, but she continues on regardless. “When I’m not doing all that, I suppose I’m just happy to have time to be with my friends. Sometimes I can manage time to go on one of Sonic’s crazy adventures. My parents aren’t too happy when that happens, though.” She gives a small laugh. “Honestly, they hate Sonic. Mostly for keeping me distracted but he also normally ends up breaking something when he runs through the company building looking for me.”

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“Mother nature can be a rather rude woman.” She said with a small smile before locating the twig. She saw the problem now, it was really tangled in with his quills. She hummed as she reached up, carefully trying to separate the twig from the quills. 

“I do apologize if I hurt you, this twig really doesn’t want to leave.” She said in advance. 

It takes a minute or so of messing with, but with one more (somewhat) soft tug she’s able to get it out. “There you go!” She tosses the twig away, then turns her attention back to the male hedgehog with a smile. “Try not to get into anymore fights with trees, alright?”

     The comment regarding ‘Mother Nature’ leaves him a bit confused, honestly, but it slips away as Amee begins to try and loosen the little twig. Such a small thing causing such distress; it’s silly to think about, considering the other things he’s faced.

     Silver the Hedgehog, defeated by a twig. The traveler sighs quietly.

     All the reaction such a tug gets is a twitch of his ears and brows until his expression falls to one of relief. He turns to Amee as a hand reaches back to attempt to comb some of the mess down, the corners of his mouth quirking bashfully at her comment.

     “I-I’ll try… Thanks, Amy,” he breaths out, slight annoyance sparking at the unruly quills he feels. In such an inconvenient place too–

     –Wait. Silver freezes, eyes widening. Did he just– 

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The sound of her name leaving the other’s lips was intriguing, if only because she doesn’t think she’s met this individual before. Then again, many across the world knew of her, she wasn’t the ‘Princess of the Steamworld’ for nothing. She was popular, a celebrity some would say. All because her family’s business was one of the largest in the world. 

“I’m sorry, you seem to know my name but I don’t know yours.” She smiles still, holding out her hand to take back her parasol. “Did we perhaps meet an event? Those things can get rather crowded....” 

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13. Forehead kiss

Platonic Touch | Accepting!

She was tired, and in so much pain. But, maybe that’s what happens when you take hard blows from Eggman’s damned robots. Knuckles had been furious, and she faintly remembers him practically tearing apart the robots after the fact. Faintly, barely, her had was rather jumbled after the fact. 

She could fight, no doubt about that. She could and would fight-- but that didn’t mean she liked too. That didn’t mean she instantly reached for that hammer the second things looked just barely bad. She was a pacifist at heart, and perhaps that is what got her into so much trouble today.

“Really, Knuckles - I’m fine...--” All said with a weak and completely non-convincing voice. He set her down on her bed (when had they gotten back to the mansion?), mumbling something Amee didn’t catch. The next moment Amee feels his lips on her forehead, and she can’t help but give a faint (and somewhat pained) smile.

“Alright, you win brother, I’ll rest.” She mumbles before closing her eyes.

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Absentia by absentia-veil

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Steampunk. Alexandra by Allsteam

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EloSteam Train Umbrella by elodie50a

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“Hm?” Amee turns, careful of her parasol’s range so not to hit the newcomer with it. She twirls the handle as she waits for an explanation, tilting her head ever so slightly. When he finally reveals the reason, the princess can’t help but giggle softly.

“You poor dear, of course I’ll help.” She smiles, reaching up and closing her parasol. She carefully handed it over to the other hedgehog. “Just hold this for me, if you could.” After handing it off she walks closer and searches for where this evil twig is. “You have very nice quills, twig or not.” She compliments.

     Shoulders sag just slightly at her giggle, only serving to heighten his embarrassment more. Silver’s not entirely sure why he’s so appalled; it seems to be a bit of a jumble, between asking someone who in most regards is a complete stranger for help and having to ask for help with such a mundane thing. Of course, he’d already tried using his kinesis to remove it– that twig is stuck.

     “Th-Thanks,” Silver mumbles, gingerly taking the parasol in his hands and ducking his head. The offending piece of wood is snagged in one of the back portions, making quite the mess of a usually well-kept style. Her compliment draws a small smile from the flustered hedgehog. 

     “I try to keep them nice, but, ah– I-I guess the trees had other ideas…”

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“Mother nature can be a rather rude woman.” She said with a small smile before locating the twig. She saw the problem now, it was really tangled in with his quills. She hummed as she reached up, carefully trying to separate the twig from the quills. 

“I do apologize if I hurt you, this twig really doesn’t want to leave.” She said in advance. 

It takes a minute or so of messing with, but with one more (somewhat) soft tug she’s able to get it out. “There you go!” She tosses the twig away, then turns her attention back to the male hedgehog with a smile. “Try not to get into anymore fights with trees, alright?”

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amee voice: I can’t believe my brother is such a bad person sniff

                                        “LIKE YOU’RE ANY BETTER, SIS–”

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“DON’T YOU YELL AT ME.”

“AND THERE’S OBVIOUSLY SOME KIND OF MISTAKE, IT HAPPENS.”

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     “Uhm, ‘scuse me.”

     Looking rather embarrassed, Silver looks down at the pink hedgehog he’d soon encountered after coming through his Warp Ring. He recognized her, certainly, as he’d made quick friends with the one of his zone… Lips tighten at the thought, brows twitching downwards. The kinetic has to swallow down horrible feelings, turning his attention back to the matter at hand.

     …Speaking of that, a blush returns to his face once more. Of all the reasons to address an alternate, this one just had to be the one to come up with the cute girl.

     “There’s… th-there’s a twig in my quills, and I can’t get it out. Could you maybe help me…?” Oh, someone save him.

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“Hm?” Amee turns, careful of her parasol’s range so not to hit the newcomer with it. She twirls the handle as she waits for an explanation, tilting her head ever so slightly. When he finally reveals the reason, the princess can’t help but giggle softly.

“You poor dear, of course I’ll help.” She smiles, reaching up and closing her parasol. She carefully handed it over to the other hedgehog. “Just hold this for me, if you could.” After handing it off she walks closer and searches for where this evil twig is. “You have very nice quills, twig or not.” She compliments.

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“I’m sorry, but I don’t think I could move from this spot even if I wanted to.”

[clementic]

     “Really? Well… we can’t stay here. It’s too dangerous with Eggman’s bots patrolling the area. If you like, I could carry you the rest of the way.”

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“I-I’m aware, it was one of those robots who got me in this situation.” Barely does she manage to sit up, but she manages it. “I certainly shouldn’t impose like that-- but in this situation, I doubt there’s much of a choice, is there.” Good thing she wore one of her more ‘adventuring’ outfits today. The day was certainly turning out to be one.