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[boku-no-terios]

@ringpower​ { UMBRA }

​             ❛ What was-. ❜ the hedgehog spoke out before having to curl into a ball and cutting right through a badnik. There wasn’t time for the transgenic hedgehog to think about what he had seen, he had more pressing matters at hand. Yet, even as he shot through the worthless consumer models, as Omega would call them,  and destroy them, something wouldn’t stop nagging at the back of his mind about that shadow flitting about in the bushes.

​             After a few minutes, Shadow finished destroying all of the Doctor’s henchmen in the vicinity. Standing in the ruins of the metal scrap, the black hedgehog took a moment to ensure he had all done and then glanced for any signs of the Doctor. No base, no nothing. That was strange for these robots to be wandering around without something to do, there was SOMETHING to them. Unfortunately,  he didn’t have Omega to siphon any information from the chips left behind.

​             Now then, what was that thing he had just seen for a split second? Ears tilted forward, occasionally moving to the side to see if he could pick up any sounds with his enhanced hearing. They weren’t as good as Rouge’s but he certainly could hear better than you’re usual hedgehog.

[rebelmalewife]

@ringpower​ | GREENHILL ZONE

It was a sunny day across green fields. Pillow like clouds hung against blue skies while a soft breeze which rustled emerald grasses and soft rusty textured mountains. Animals frolicked and flowers bloomed, though the peace did not last long, as soon robots stomped through the area. Squirrels, birds, and bunnies that frolicked peacefully were scared away. Motobugs, wasp bots, and other badniks paved through the area. Though their terrain pavement didn’t last long, as soon a blue figure ripped them to shreds while speeding across the green, tossing parts into the air and across the grass. The blue blur suddenly skated up a mountain, stopping at the tippy top to gaze at something floating high above... some kind of pod. 

The boy, called Sonic by few, was only Thirteen years old. His hair was tied back in a bun but when untied went down to his shoulders. It was a blue color, which matched with his lighter blue T-Shirt, with denim shorts that went just below the knees. He had a blue hoodie that was darker then the clothes above and matched with the color of his hair, the jacket tied tightly around his waist. His sneakers were a bright red, high topped, almost like a sort of fusion between Nike and Jordan's. He stared down the mountain, viewing it more as a ramp that could boost him up too the pod in the middle of the air. There were just a few robots in the way, though.

Slamming fingerless white gloved hands together, Sonic jumped off the mountain and curled into a ball, his hair acting as a method of spiking up, which was able to tear the ground apart as he rolled through the grass. He gained incredible amounts of speed as he tore through the robots between him and his jump point to reach the hovering pod.. and finally when he reached his jump point, he uncurled after being flung into the air... and slammed his feet against the pod... before knocking against the glass dome.

There, the man inside spun to look at him, only for the small four foot four hedgehog with pointy cat-like ears and chubby cheeks to give him a stern look, which soon melted into a cheeky grin.

“Couldn’t help but notice ya tryna move into this area... kinda aggressive like, actually~! Didn’t anyone ever teach ya that ya gotta be nie to the new neighbors?”

[tunnagana]

“ that was an illegal left, by the way. “ @ gyro --via tails | @ringpower​

“it’s only illegal if you get arrested.” factually untrue, but laws were more like guidelines anyway. “besides, you said we needed to get to where we’re going faster. based on the map, this is the best route available. hardly my fault they don’t want us making left turns at the optimal position.

[tunnagana]

“ wait we need an attractive person, step aside. “  -- via sonic @ your choice | @ringpower​

“which is why we’re definitely not sending you in, blue raspberry.” she smirked, walking past him. they already had one loud, blue kid around, and that was dewey. not some hedgehog they’d just met. “we’ll send in dewey, he’s gonna be way better at this than you. kid’s a natural.”

[boku-no-terios]

@ringpower​ asked: “It looks worse than it is. I’m sure it’ll be gone in a couple of days…” — via Silver

          Shadow looked at Silver with the most unconvinced look he could muster. Lids lowered half-way over ruby eyes, lips settled into a neutral line with a faint downward turn on one side. The medkit was promptly dropped very harshly right next to the silver hedgehog. Durable, white-gloves fiddled with the first aid kit as he opened it up, looking for some saline solution. Upon acquiring the bottle with clear liquid within, the black hedgehog grabbed the less hurty part of Silver’s body near the wound and then sprayed the crap out of the wound with the saline solution to flush out any debris. His grip was firm, enough to maybe hurt the other hedgehog a little.

           ❛ And let me guess. It was just an accident too. ❜

[irkvader]

“ that better not be my last toaster strudel. ” 💎 — Sonic

x. Bojack Horseman

"And so what if it IS? What are YOU gonna do'bout it??" The Irken hisses.

[skyfcx]

“This is a job we can handle, so long as no one speaks a word of it.” - via Sonic

Siblings. Just... Siblings || Prompt

     If one were to aptly describe the situation set before the hedgehog and fox, a comparison to that most-fiendish contract signed and sealed in a second after the conjoined murder of someone extremely important had to be made. ...Though, to be fair, the accidental smashing of Vanilla’s window during a particularly out-of-hand game of two-player dodgeball was, too, best described as a murder. 

     Whether that meant the window itself or the blue and yellow criminals on death row? He was still piecing that one together.

     The duo were supposed to just watch the house while the Rabbit family was out, and, well, boredom struck after a bunch of sitting around doing nothing, which led to a friendly game! It... uh, got competitive unbelievably fast.

     “I know I can make a machine out of a paperclip and a piece of string, but like, I don’t know the first thing about glass production and the following installation.” Wild and panicked eyes snap to Sonic’s. “Ergo, a counteroffer: how about we just hop in the Tornado and move to Holoska? Take the ‘L’ on this one and make tracks!” One didn’t know fear like facing down the barrel of Vanilla’s upset gaze, alright?!

[timewontwait]

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