I forgot to post it here but I officially remade mighty!
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I forgot to post it here but I officially remade mighty!
You can find him here!
archiving this sideblog, possibly(probably) remaking mighty soon but it’ll be a completely new sideblog.
“It’s no big deal.” The hedgehog replies, watching Mighty with his usual look of vague happiness that gave nothing away to how he was really feeling. People were probably tired of seeing it by this point, especially when the situation called for– a more emotional response from him. Nevertheless, there it was, that little half smile and soft eyes directed as he tugs the cover up to hide more of his bandaged chest.
“M’just gettin’ sloppy.” He muses after a short pause then moves to change the subject away from himself entirely. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk about how he was hurt, it’s that he wanted to ease the tension from the room first; he wanted to not think about the fact he was cooped up in a bed
“Gettin’ here weren’t too hard, was it?”
“Uh huh...--” He was sure there was more to it than just being sloppy, though that might have been a factor. But still, Mighty wasn’t about to force Sonic to talk about it. He might have tried in the past, but not now.
“Nah, I just called in some favors. It’s a good thing you guys gave us that communicator before you left though. Communicating with the outside world is kinda difficult without it.” Mighty decides to sit himself down in a chair close to the bed, crossing one leg over the other. “Ray wanted to come too but I wanted him to keep an eye on thunderbolt. We’re lucky she hasn’t found our hut yet.”
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“Give me one good reason I shouldn’t drop this tank on you–”
“B… Because I could potentially catch it and throw it back at you? Did I do something?”
“Somehow I doubt that.” He huffs. “How about you tell me who you are and why you’re here huh?”
Mighty .
Mighty does the same, only to open his eyes again when the hedgehog talks again. This was hopeless wasn’t it? Oh well, it wasn’t like Mighty was any good at it anyways. “I’m pretty sure it’s only torture to you.” Mighty grins. “And is that a normal amount of snacks or a Sonic amount of snacks, because there’s a difference and I can see why he didn’t let you bring any if it’s the second option.”
“I knew it!” Betrayal– however feigned— rings true in his voice at Mighty’s first words; he’s pandering for something to focus on. “Look, at least snacks would’a made this bearable.” He’s obviously given up on this. He’s already unfolded his legs and shuffled forward to a conversational distance. “Y’wanna go get some lunch or somethin’? Pretty sure that’s how I’M gonna find my inner peace.”
He should’ve expected as much. Even with the snacks, Mighty didn’t think that Sonic would make it through just a few minutes of sitting still. Then again, Moss could do this for hours and at some point Mighty would’ve given up too. Meditation did help, but Mighty preferred to do it on his own time.
“There aren’t exactly take out places in the jungle Blue. Unless you’re planning to run all the way over to Station Square and back.”
do you ever see the person you have a crush on do something really fucking ridiculous and you just watch and think “ah yes this is where i have laid my affections”
that’s the DIFFERENCE between YOU & ME
you WEAR a weapon
i AM a weapon
@courageuxduelliste Cont. from here
“Sure, you’re fine--- and I can’t bench-press a tank.” Mighty’s quick to step up to Antoine’s side, and stop him from walking. It was an easy task, he could just pick up the other and carry him off right now. But he’s not sure if the other’s dignity would survive.
“At least lean against me huh? Mon amie, you look like shit.” He lets just a bit of the French language slip from his lips. Perhaps it was just because he was around Antoine that it just slipped out, but he tries to not pay to much mind to it. “Ray’s pretty good at first aid, let me get him to take a look at you,” His brother should be around here, somewhere.
Mighty .
“You know, part of meditation is to be silent?” Mighty said but he can’t help but laugh afterwards. “If ya keep getting sidetracked it won’t work. C’mon focus.”
“Uh-huh.” The hedgehog makes one more attempt for Mighty, closing his eyes and— Chaos help him, he can’t do it. “All this is achieving is slowly breaking my spirit— is he tryna torture us? Doesn’t even let me bring snacks…”
Mighty does the same, only to open his eyes again when the hedgehog talks again. This was hopeless wasn’t it? Oh well, it wasn’t like Mighty was any good at it anyways. “I’m pretty sure it’s only torture to you.” Mighty grins. “And is that a normal amount of snacks or a Sonic amount of snacks, because there’s a difference and I can see why he didn’t let you bring any if it’s the second option.”
@tranquillusarmare.
“Okay, okay, I got it, m’visualisin’— Are y’sure this meditatin’ stuff is really gonna work? I’m just kinda bored.”
“You know, part of meditation is to be silent?” Mighty said but he can’t help but laugh afterwards. “If ya keep getting sidetracked it won’t work. C’mon focus.”
“Give me one good reason I shouldn’t drop this tank on you--”
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Honestly Mighty haven’t even seen the damage until the other pointed it out. He didn’t even feel it, really. Despite the fact it looked like a rather nasty cut on his leg. No doubt if he had continued walking he would’ve simply fallen over and not realized why. The armadillo shakes his head, taking a step back.
“No-No it’s okay miss. Thanks for the concern but really, it’s looks worse than it is. I didn’t even feel it honestly.’ At the very least, he wasn’t lying.
Gonna be working on editing pages around and some asks - then the rest of this week is pretty homework filled, especially since I have to do some art stuff in a program i’ve barely used with tools I’m already hating sighs
Shout at my muse to see how they respond:
"I shouldn’t be in love with you!"
"It’s not fair!"
"I could kill you right now!"
"Knock it off!"
"Screw you!"
"You’re a complete moron!"
"I love this song!"
"Bring that here!"
"I hate you!"
"I’m pissed off!"
"Make me!"
"I wish you’d never been born!"
"I bought ice cream!"
"Kiss my ass!"
"Shut up!"
"I can’t do it anymore!"
"Take me home!"
"Just kiss me already!
"I can't be in love with you!"
"I can't believe this!"
"Piss off!"
"I wish things were that simple!"
"I love you!"
"Jump off a bridge!"
"You’re so hot!"
Tell me what you enjoy about how I portray my character
Mighty is now apart of @chaoslit‘s zone. I’ll get to editing stuff later about it but yeah come join us in the ‘fuck the gen wave 2k16′ movement