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Don't forget our dream. When I get better, we'll go to Earth together right? ❀ Maria Robotnik ❀

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FOLLOW ME???

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I've been too tired to roleplay lately.

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Beeeeedtime.

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putitbackontheblitz:

Ah, he must have stumbled across a Maria that didn’t actually _die_.

Or at least… That was what he was going to assume by how she was even standing there.. She did make a good point, she wouldn’t actually be there if she was dead.

Taking a moment he gave a quick laugh to hopefully make the moment a little less awkward..

"Good Point heh-eh!!… It’s nice t’meet ya too!.. "

He paused, trying to make a quick save.

"So.. How long have you been around? ‘Cuase I haven’t seen you here.. I know if Shadow ever caught a glimpse of ya I don’t think he’d be … Okay with himself.”“

❀⊱—               Maria was a smart girl. She notices things people normally don't and even when changing the subject, the flicker of a flame of a laugh escaped her well kept intact form. Optics of royal blues went to watching the hedgehog identified by the name Sonic, as he moved the topic to another.

     Listening tentatively to the music box of symphonic strings of words that laced together nicely and knitted itself into an Oscar winning number, or even a hit single and the excitement died down when the announcer has made a mistake in the names. Slight laughter faded once a familiar title of a name breached past the bronze of his muzzle, puzzlement now taking it's place.

        "Shadow..."

     Now, that was a name that felt foreign on the taste buds of her tongue. It's been years, it feels. Like an eternity.

        "I've been here for quite a while, it feels. Once you're caught up in the nature and beauty of the world, time really passes by."

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verbotii:

         ❝Don’t y’think yer a little young             to be hangin’ around here             after dark? I’m okay on my             own…——————-❞

❀⊱—      So much for trying to help.      Maybe it's better that way.      She wouldn't recall sixteen to be young.      When she was twelve, she would agree      but nowadays, not so much.

     She takes a step back, a petite hand reaches,      grabbing at a nearby tree's stance; bark greeting her with it's presence.      If anything were to happen, it was on her.      But she's strong.      She's strong.

     "No; perhaps so.         It's not good to be alone all the time.        Especially in your thoughts."

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perpetuallyserious:

"It appears spring is on the horizon. The air is warmer and the snow’s beginning to melt."

❀⊱—

          "You always were so observant."

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verbotii:

         ❝Would it kill someone to just stay?             To be here with me and not die?             Is this some kind of cruel joke?             I stopped laughing years ago.❞

❀⊱—

            "———I'm sorry.                     I know you don't know me.                     But, I'm here for you..."

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mogared:

“— Well they usually are. But everyone once a while, some asshole of a skeleton’ll hop right on that spider’s back and create what we lovingly call a spider jockey.

And then we kill it.”

❀⊱—

             "Us darn humans getting in those spiders way.                 People always say robots or aliens will take over the world, but I think the spiders might beat them to it."

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mogared:

"…I suppose so. But that’s what they’re called.

            Surprisngly enough though? Pretty accurate name for those sneaky guys.”

❀⊱—              "Really? That's interesting!           I've always known them as just                             spiders."

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mogared:

There’s really nothing like waking up from a long nap, stepping outside,

and almost getting fucking sniped by a goddamn spider jockey.

Mother. fuckers.

❀⊱—                 Spider jockey?                              That's quite a way to put it.

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devouxr:

— ♘;

               ❝I don’t think this is a good place for a young lady to be walking on her own.❞

❀⊱—             "Oh——?                              Why's that?"

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I have so many ideas for roleplays for Maria.

So, so many.

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A gurl was walkin 2 skewl wif her bf shadew n they were crossin da rode.

She sed, "bbz will u luv me 4evr???"

He said, "no."

Da gurl cryed N ran across da rode b4 da green man came on the sine.

Boy was cryin and went to pic up her body.

She was ded.

He whispered 2 her corpse, "i ment 2 sey i will luv u FIVE-ever..........

(Dat mean he luv her moar den 4vr.)

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solauctor:

A storm by something unhuman? He wondered briefly what that could even mean. Was this place hit by Sin? He sure hoped not.

                         ”…what exactly happened                           here, then?”

❀⊱—            "What do you mean?"

     She asked, the flowers still delicately held in her light grasp.

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solauctor:

            "Yeah, but I didn’t think               they’d grown in this cold.               They’re pretty, though.”

❀⊱—              "They are.                They're miracles to have lasted through it all.                Not too long ago, a storm hit by something unhuman.                I can't say for sure what it is but, I'm glad they survived.                I hope the one's who lived about are safe as well."

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1 till 200!

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solauctor:

              “Sooo—Ya gonna tell me                where ya got that, or…?”

❀⊱—            "Naturally, the ground. Where else would flowers grow?"