Oh so I'm cringe for saying 'merely' but other-Shadow isn't cringe for saying 'the darkness of hell?' Give me a break

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Oh so I'm cringe for saying 'merely' but other-Shadow isn't cringe for saying 'the darkness of hell?' Give me a break
@zonecode
There he stands in its green glow. A key item that—under the wrong circumstances—could throw his plans into disarray before he got them off the ground. The Chaos Emeralds are a conduit to his goals, this world’s end, his finale. And the Master Emerald is rubber, shorting the script out before it saw stage. Mephiles the Dark can’t have that. So naturally, a confiscation is in order. A change of ownership. Or lack thereof, when he’s finished with it.
Common thievery would seem so easy to some people, but not for this. He knows better than to anticipate smooth sailing when the echidna is involved, fighting tooth and nail for something he’s clung to all his life. The entity has no qualms with this. They can fight tooth and nail until he dies, but he would not call it easy. Hand-to-hand has never been his strong suit, and this strength is on par with Shadow’s. Mephiles is not a fool. But perhaps it’s wishful thinking to hope his presence would go unnoticed.
His form whisks away at the rather intimidating dent in the ground, the show of force made more than clear if he continues down this road. And he’d been so subtle, too! Dodging all those death traps, only to face death itself. But he knows that’s being too kind!
“ Still willing to die for this cause, echidna? “ his voice scorns in the darkness, stitched sclera squinting. “ Such a waste. “
“ I thought throwing him was for Thursdays — ” pfft
for @zonecode i tried sending this as an ask but tumblr wouldnt let me so i have to make it a starter. feel free to just hoard this whenever you feel like replying though!
Fiona grabs Silver's wristcuff. Her eyes lock onto the other hedgehog's. She's not going to let this go. "You remember the Genesis Wave?" It's the most serious she's sounded in a long time. She can't even sound smug or threatening or try to remember she's supposed to be good at blackmailing. "No one else remembers. I'm the only one. Are you from--are you the Silver from before? Or are you just... unlucky enough to remember that it happened?" Either way, poor bastard.
Peek.
@zonecode:
[ "THAT IS WHAT I AM SAYING." ]
"I always knew that hedgehog was nothing but talk. You may throw me if you like, Omega. I'm not a coward."
@zonecode
If there's one thing Sonic is notorious for, it's his carefree and adventurous spirit. In fact, he might just be infamous for it among his friends, considering how often they have to go out in search of him for one reason or another.
But that very same notorious spirit is what brings him to exciting new places, so he just can't help himself! He loves to see new sights and experience new cultures! Running through both the natural and urban world always puts a smile on his face.
Today, he'd ventured into a place of rolling green hills, though not South or West Side Island, but still familiar to him because of those two. A new place, coastal, with a town by the shore that's supposed to have a really great beach. One he's intending on enjoying!
That is, if it weren't for that smoke billowing out of the skyline of the city. Not a good sign. And the closer he got, the more he realized how bad a situation they were in. The people of this city were under attack, and like usually happens when someone's causing chaos in these kinds of places, it seemed to have all come to coalesce at the center of the city.
So, using a bit of his Station Square days of travel and adventure, Sonic entered the urban center by leaping from building to building, speeding along walls, and taking grand acrobatics off of lamp posts.
All before landing down at the edge of the center of town ready to confront whoever, or whatever, it was that was causing all this mess. " Heh, alright! If you know what's good for you, you'll knock it off before things get ugly! "
@zonecode
keep that fucking banana AWAY from me
. "What's the matter, Aaron? Afraid a funny fictional character will best you in a brawl? Knock ya down a peg for trying to be all high and mighty just because you're the 'real' one here? No Items, Fox only, Final Destination rules?"
He knows where you live. He knows your browser search history. .... He's been hanging around too many horrors, probably.