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🔥The Sonic robots other than Metal

I’m not against the idea of Tails Doll being a creepy little mofo, but the idea that he’s “demon possessed” is lazy and the creepypasta at large bores me. A friend of mine once wrote him more like that he studied psychology and used that in combination with some bugs in his system that caused things like his voice box to malfunction specifically to mess with people and I find that infinitely more interesting than “lawl it’s demon possessed”

I often see Robo Knuckles portrayed as an ultra hyper violent edgelord and I just kind of find that predictable and boring says the person who writes a SatAM AU of Metal Sonic as a violent psycho

Silver Sonic and Mecha Sonic I headcanon as being the same robot. Same hardware/mind, but different bodies. I also don’t see him as having developed sentience.

The Hardboiled Heavies I wish had been an intentional design of Eggman’s rather than implied to have been altered by the Phantom Ruby also fuck the Phantom Ruby. They should have been the bosses in Forces as well rather than the phantom clone BS

Metal Amy needs legs, goddamit

Mecha Sally was a great idea and I loved it fight me. Not saying I didn’t have my problems with the execution and there are DEFINITELY things I would have done differently but all the same I loved it. Fight me. That said I wish her initial design before she was upgraded looked more robian-esque - she looked designed, not roboticized.

Mecha/Roboticized Sonic’s design is clunky and overrated. Mecha Knux’s too

“Metallix” should be a catch-all term for robotic clones outside of StC. Metal Sonic the Metallix, Robo Knuckles the Metallix, Shard the Metallix, etc

#tails doll #robo knuckles #sally acorn #sonic the hedgehog #hardboiled heavies #sonic #Replies #anonymous

Owen: It’s a mystery...

#theorganiks #Owen the Bear #Tails Doll #robo knuckles

Fading Echoes | Bonus Art | Ghosts

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Story by @mama-qwerty

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Sticks looked around again, before turning back to him. “Am I . . . are you turning me into a robot?”

“No.” His answer came immediately, more serious than Sticks had ever heard him. He appeared to catch himself, before continuing in a softer tone. “This isn’t . . . I’m sorry for what happened. For leaving you behind. I wanted a way for you to see our friends.” He paused, his voice dropping softer still. “Even if they’re just echoes now.”

She blinked, and looked to the table behind him. Her eyes went wide.

Tails, Amy, and Knuckles sat there, watching her. Waiting for her. Looking just like they had before things went bad.

They flickered slightly, as though a television station that wasn’t tuned in completely. Knuckles in particular was a little staticy.

But they were here. (Kind of.)

“You’re not a prisoner,” Sonic said, his voice soft. “Anytime you want to leave, all you have to do is think about it.” A little smile curled his lips. “And anytime you want to come, all you have to do it put the device on. It’s a direct connection to the SonNet. To this little mind space. Just for us.”

Sticks stared at him for a long moment. She didn’t want to believe him.

And she did.

“Why?” she asked instead, her voice strained. “You turned back into Robo-Sonic. The line turned red. You’re not you anymore.”

He seemed to contemplate this, before giving a half shrug. “I’m not. And I am. I’m both, and neither. It’s hard to explain.”

“Try.”

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“C’mon guys.” His voice was softer now, almost pleading. “Give me something.”

Nothing.

Then . . .

A slight hesitation in that LED blink. It remained lit for a long moment, and Sonic dared to hope, before something in his head shifted, as though something were trying to push through his brain. His hands went to his head, and he sensed something from the three before him. It was there and gone too quickly to register, but for a moment, for a few quick seconds, it felt like they were there, like Tails and Amy and Knuckles were there with him.

Then it was gone, just as quickly as it had appeared.

And it was just him again.

Slowly, he lowered his hands, trying not to panic. He wasn’t the man with the plan, not usually, and especially now when he had no idea what was going on. He was lost. Tails was smart, he would figure out what was going on, and Amy could rationalize and theorize with the best of them. And Knuckles . . .