"Hey so, is it normal to get used to this crap at some point? Because I think I'm getting used to this and it worries me."

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"Hey so, is it normal to get used to this crap at some point? Because I think I'm getting used to this and it worries me."
@so-many-souls-so-little-time asked- ...This is not the Amy he'd been told to capture for demonization. The Rupter demon stares at the sign post the other appears to be holding, staying well out of range of it. At least for the swinging, he could handle if it was thrown at him as he floated in mid-air.
"...And how, precisely... are you here of all places?" He asked the vessel.
"I do not remember being one of those executioners you seem to be thinking of."
...Plus, his lab was dangerous... and very private. (Enjoy!)
Fingers curl, the metallic chill of his only lifeline seeping into the palm of his hand. It's bite is but a mere nip in the sea of cold dread that churned underneath his skin. For good reason. For there was a hedgehog shaped horror floating above him, and was therefore, dangerous.
"Hiding.", Cherry quietly admitted, pulling the sign post closer to himself. He could have lied through his teeth, truly. But he wasn't stupid. He knew all too well that it would not end in his favor. And if he knew better, the demon in front of him was no idiot either. "I just... I was running and then I ducked in between rocks and I was just, um, here?"
Somehow, that sounds as worse than whatever lie he could cooked up within his panicked mind.
He swallows and his throat feels as if it's been lined with sandpaper. "I mean it though. Honestly. That's just kind of the last thing I remember before I ended up here?"
"I'll, um, I can leave? Sorry."
@enaergy asked- Cherry's "hammer" landed on Titan's head and he lets out a quiet whine. That didn't hurt but it disturbed his nap...
A disgruntled &. angry puppy-dog gets up. Quills bristled to seem bigger &. a loud roar follows—- throwing the goal post sign directly at Cherry with rage... perfect precision &. possible concussion even. He lets out a loud roar and starts charging : breaking through walls and piercing directly through Cherry's Torso. One loud thud &. crash her into the wall. If his ribs were broken, that was HIS issue!
“ MY… NAP!
MY. HOME… IS
NOT PLAYGROUND! ”
he mimics words with changing voices between familiar voices like sonic, tails or other executionees, each word has long pauses in between. he struggled especially with groggy he is from waking up but his precious sleep time... it was ruined and now he has to pay for it!
The taste of copper on his tongue in any other circumstance would have had the vessel retching in disgust. Or it certainly would were he not slammed into a wall with a hole in his chest. It is agony, agony, agony. Every muscle, every fiber in his body screams as such.
It's a pathetic display. Pinned to a wall shattered by Titan's sheer strength, hacking coughs and attempting to fight for a breath, hands scrambling against the disgusting fleshy pike buried deep within his flesh. Crimson rivulets flow free from the brand new wound and staining once pristine white. "I'm sorry!", a plea, choked out through a cough. Were his head not pounding, he would have found the wording a touch ironic. "It wasn't on... pur -purpose! "
Wide, wild eyes force themselves to lock with piercing red. Terror etched deep into Cherry's features. He's seen what happened to the other survivors who made the mistake of angering this beast. A brutal, messy affair that always ended in death. Whether he liked or not, he was now firmly in the middle of it.
"He ducked! He ducked out of the way!" Another horrendous cough. The taste of blood intensifies within his mouth. "I didn't think he would do that! I didn't think you... would be there. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."
He's spent so long getting put into a blender, it isn't even funny. He's not even mad about, it's just kind of expected at this point.
But hey, at least he tried his best to be a thorn in the executioner's side! (When he wasn't booking it to safety.)
"It's so stupid, but sometimes I'm jealous of some of the others here. They're, I don't know, static? Some of them had to have been here for so long and yet, it's like they haven't changed at all."
"Maybe that's on me. I mean, it's not like they're real. That's just... how they are."
If he had a nickel for every time a Sonic has told him that he reminds them of her, he would have three nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's kind of sad that it's happened more than twice.
@monstersofthedisaster asked- 📃 with Vessel!Shadow :D
Send me a 📃and I'll write some 'flavor text' for our muses encountering each other!
That charge scared you half to death but you have never been more grateful for the save. You meekly mutter out a thank you and follow him on shaking legs.
YOU HAVE JOINED SHADOW'S PARTY?
@m3tallicmadnessincarnate asked- 📃 throwing sapphire at cherry like a big stone
Send me a 📃and I'll write some 'flavor text' for our muses encountering each other!
You really wish he would stop cracking jokes at a time like this. You're both injured, one of you is limping and oh, are those footsteps heading this way?
SAPPHIRE HAS JOINED YOUR PARTY?