Can I request a shoutout to victimsofchance, a-wind-of-freedom, thehappyhedgie and nomadicdark? They’re really cool peeps and I love how they write so many stories with others
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Can I request a shoutout to victimsofchance, a-wind-of-freedom, thehappyhedgie and nomadicdark? They’re really cool peeps and I love how they write so many stories with others
@victimsofchance @a-wind-of-freedom @thehappyhedgie @nomadicdark
[nomadicdark] Beyond the Grave {I am fucking rEADY}
Conversations with the Dead:
Well this was an interesting development, the green striped, blue hedgehog regarded the pair standing before him with a raised ridge of his red eyes. Seemed they had a familiarity to a certain someone that he knew of so long ago.
“So you want information on the little pint sized project that couldn’t even walk without tripping over his tail half the time?” The flash of a toothy grin was given, the black trench coat covering his upper half flared out behind him so he could sit cross legged on the grass in front of the grave marker. Formalities thrown out the window seconds later.
“I ain’t sure how ya managed to find me, but I think I might just have somethin’ that ya can use to embarrass the little shit… Although I guess he ain’t so little anymore thanks to that there creator of his.” He gestured to the grass in front of him. “Have a seat will ya. I get nervous when people stand over me like that. I might be dead but I don’t need ya loomin’ over me.
“My name’s Spire and boy do I have a story to tell…” Blush and Nebula were in for a treat as the older looking hedgehog spirit happily spilled ever humiliating story for the pair to take back to his bunk mate all those years ago.
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{➹} – NOW THAT WAS A SOUND Arrow liked to hear. After the year he had experienced, and all that the three of them had revealed to each other, it was important that they remembered to laugh every once in a while. And what better time was there for that than the holidays?
Giving his own chuckle, one that made the festive antlers perched on his head jingle softly, the hero gave the bat a wink — knowing full well it wasn’t an item that was likely other either agent’s list. “Yeah, that’s what I figured. I’m glad you like them. So...enjoying the party so far?”
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ooc: Hi I did nothing but scribble for 4 days straight... <3
@nomadicdark continued from here
Here Dan thought the hardest part was over, apparently that wasnt the case as the next thing he knew Shadow’s kick had connected cleanly into his gut causing the demon to cough from the blow, probably wasnt the best idea to nonchalantly use the shadows to reveal yourself to someone in such a state.
Despite being winded from the attack, He’d stand firm, watching the captive get back on the other side of the cell. “Calm yourself dammit! its me!” Sharply hissing at his confused friend to avoid making much noise. “You do remember me right? I’m here to help you....cant do that if your trying to beat me up.”
[nomadicdark] Date? {;DDD}
Send me “Date?” and i'll answer...
Team Dark trio date
Who asks for it:
[x] Your muse asks mine, What if Shadow and Rouge ask her to go on an outing with them?
[ ] My muse asks yours
Type of date:
[x] Platonic Date
[ ] Romantic Date
[x] Team Dark fun stuff
[ ] First Date
[ ] Double date with: ____ & ____
Location for the date:
[ ] Movies • [ ] Romantic Comedy • [ ] Adventure Movie • [ ] Animation (Pixar/Disney) • [ ] Horror • [ ] Drama • [ ] Buddy Movie • [ ] ___ (other options)
[x] Restaurant • [ ] Expensive/High Class • [x] Small and familiar? • [ ] Fast Food
[x] Nature • [ ] Beach • [x] Park • [ ] Forest • [x ] …and having a picnic?
[ ] Visiting a Museum
[x] Visiting an amusement park
[x] Visiting a haunted location
[ ] Staying at home • [ ] Watching movies • [ ] Playing Video Games • [ ] Reading
[x] ___ (other options)
[x] What if they played a card or board game? imagine cards against humanity, PFTTTT
The date might hopefully end with…
[ ] …holding hands
[ ] …a kiss
[ ] …in bed
[x] …knowing each other better
[ ] …sleepover between friends
[ ] …a marriage proposal
[ ] ___ (other options)
Should you reblog this?:
[x] Yes. I want to send you one.
[ ] Yes.
[ ] No.
[nomadicdark] I wasn't gonna do this cause I thought I might be a bother but hell: ♊ {both or either one is your choice}
▍Aesthetics - Not Accepting
Starter: So...traveling hobos?
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⇌ Everything was perfect today. The sun was shining, the sky’s as blue as he is, and the grass is greener than ever. It was the absolute best time for Sonic to go out for a run like he always.
He was returning home, enjoying the fresh wind blowing on his face as his feet took him forward. Such a nice day. Maybe I’ll go sightseeing later!, he was inwardly contempt.
Sonic suddenly stopped, sighing happily as he stood before his house. Yea, can you believe it? The drifter finally had a place to call home...that was his own. He walked in and opened the door to his small, but comfortable home in the middle of a forest. He hummed himself a little tune as he headed towards his room, opening the door.
And his eyes set right on the bright red electric guitar he always had. The Fender Stratocaster! Such a nice instrument. He was just about to go for a play, until he perked up at the sound of rumbling. An ear flopped in curiosity.
“The heck? I didn’t hear about any earthquakes...”, he mumbled. He waited some more and shrugged, going back for the guitar with the strap already on. Right as he was about to plug it in, another rumble happened. “Haha. Not funny!”, he called out as he connected the audio jack to his guitar and turned on the amp. He strummed it all as he pushed his foot on the overdrive pedal.
“Aw, yea!”, his satisfaction dripping from his tone. He began playing the intro riff to Black Sabbath’s Paranoid until this time, he was interrupted by the sound of a loud boom. He was so shocked from it that he dropped the guitar. “Agh! Nuts!”, he yelled as he picked it up and put it back on the stand, then making a mad dash for the source, arriving in a matter of seconds. There, he spotted two familiar figures.
“What the...Rouge? Shadow? The hell, guys? You doing bomb drills for G.U.N. or something?”, he tucked his fists to his sides and tapped his foot in annoyance. The facial expression added to it, too. “Whatever it is, you guys better move. I live literally blocks away from here!”
He was probably underestimating it. But it felt like blocks to him. He stared intensely before loosening up in realization after his intense scan of them. “Oh snap...you guys are different from my set. Shoot, sorry.”
Well, it’s better than when he was younger. The guy would’ve kept the attitude and not noticed anything. ⇌