COSMIC.

indie. sel. zonic the zone cop. written by yazzy.

[zonepolice]

“  ━━ ◤ THAT’S SIR TO YOU

                                               PENNED BY YAZZY.

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[zonepolice]

@revixen​ said: oh no, there's a pesky red fox in the way. what will you do?

@revixen​ said: casually punches him. sorry, not sorry.

@revixen​ said: watch her trip his ass.

His knuckles had clenched, gritted teeth from the effort to remain silent. The hedgehog hunched form exuded an animosity that was like acid — burning, slicing, potent. His expression was with suppressed ferocity, with only such limited tolerance remaining. This was a waste of time. His hand had swiftly grasped rigorously onto the fox’s paw before she had struck towards the individual. With such a rapid reaction, handcuffs were placed onto the vixen’s wrists — he had her pinned with oppression against a nearby tree. His brawny figure had serried upon hers from behind, little space reaming between the couple to prevent any other sudden movements. A muffled voice that contained a hostile statement escaped his lips.

❝ Stop. ❞

[zonepolice]

psychokineticsunshine·:

“It is? I didn’t realize. Sorry, Mister. I can go but, uh… I don’t really know where I am.”

❝ I’ll find you an exit. Care to explain to me how you ended up here? ❞

[zonepolice]

revixen​:

       ❝geez, do you hear yourself? get a hobby. ❞

Hmph. Zector must’ve brought him to the wrong zone. What a waste of time.

❝ Alright— move it. I don’t have time for this. ❞

[zonepolice]

when king has such good writing and im here like: 😔

[zonepolice]

you’re not alone:

you  keep  a  hand  on  the  handle  of  your  blade   /   clenching  it   (   you  hate  this   /   you  hated  how  your  hands  only  feel  comfort  when  it’s  holding  onto  a  weapon   ).   you’d  rather  choke  on  your  own  blood   &   die  here   /   if  it  meant  that  no  one  else  could  carve  open  the  rest  of  your  body.   you’re  already  cut  into  pieces   /   fragments  of  who  you  use  to  be   &   molded  into  parts  of  you  that  you  never  asked   (   &   you  burned  the  pieces  that  didn’t  fit   ).   your  eyes  of  fire   &   ice   /   glare  at  the  other.   what  was  there  to  gain   /   in  trying  to  reach  for  a  piece  of  you  buried  underneath  the  ashes  of  the  lives  you  killed   ?

you  no  longer  have  the  ruby   /   that  part  of  you  was  carved  away  from  you  as  well.   leaving  you  wounded   /   leaving  you  empty   &   powerless   (   your  life  no  longer  held  any  value  anymore   /   it  never  did   ).   you  paid  the  price  for  infinite  power   /   it  costed  your  life.   for  this  wasn’t  living   /   you   were  not  alive   (   you  are  standing  at  the  edges  of  life   &   death   /   you  are  waiting  for  the  moment  the  weight  of  your  body  collapses  over   ).

&   watch   /   at  how  far  you  will  fall  into  the  depths  of  hell.

❝    i  do  not  care  for  your  comfort.    ❞   after  being  used  for  all  your  life   /   you  were  discarded  away   (   pathetic   ).   ❝    what  are  you  even  trying  to  accomplish  here   ?    ❞

He was able to see the individual’s soul that has been at sea for so long, it has forgotten the feeling of land. 

As time goes by the hazy recollections return and with them the longing for the feeling of soft grass beneath naked feet. And so, as you find your safe harbor, as you call me to come, it is simply taking a little time to reform legs, to learn how to walk again, to trust enough to leave behind the briny waves and make for your shore. And so, I know it can hurt for this to take so much time. You needed a home, shelter to your homeless self. A shield. Something or someone to hide your sea of pain from you. You’re not alone, and it’s okay.

No reaction nor movement from the hedgehog had happened towards the jackal’s grip against his weapon.

❝ No accomplishments needed. You’re hesitant to accept healing for your wounds, you don’t need to suffer anymore. ❞

[zonepolice]

2 old men bout to disgust the dash y’all 😳

[zonepolice]

king

[zonepolice]

atdzimis·:

I’M  UGLY  INSIDE   &   OUT.

you  are   /   aching   &   starved   (   a  wounded   &   hungry  beast   ).   you  are   /   incarnate  of  regret   &   doubt.   they  say   /   time  heals  all  wounds.   you  are  the  exception   /   you  are  nothing  but  scars   &   cracks   &   broken  parts   (   bleeding   /   until  you  are  left  with  nothing  left   ).   this  body  was  never  your  own   /   used   (   battered   &   bruised   /   you  were  born  nothing   /   until  he  came  along   ).

he  made  you  into  something   /   he  made  you  into  a  monster.

a  child  born  to  be  the  perfect  mercenary   /   that  is  who  you  are.   that  is  your  identity   /   but  it  is  not  the  identity  you  wanted  for  yourself.   he  took  you  under  his  wing   /   he  saw  the  perfect  little  monster  in  you.   your  childhood  was  nothing  but  brutality   /   sculpting  you  to  be  a  weapon.   your  heart   /   ached   &   it  aches  now   &  it  will  continue  to  ache   (   for  it’s  been  beaten  black   /   til  there  was  no  color  to  it  anymore   ).

&   after  all  this  time   /   you’re  still  nothing  but  dirt.

❝    there’s  nothing  here  to  salvage.   don’t  waste  your  breathe  on  someone  like  me.    ❞

a  shooting  star   /   that  fell  too  fast.

His eyes were the color of the kelp on the shore, flecked with splinters of driftwood— which had analyzed the individual. The jackal wore such fur that seemed like the hue of an English oak in spring rains, beautiful from the first rays of dawn to the serenade of every starlit night. In your eyes is your humanity, the person you really are. There are times it gets lost when you wear that suit... when you become the man the world demands of you. But he saw it in his eyes that day in the sunshine, waiting for the crossing to turn green. He saw the love that burns there too, the sort that goes for eternity. There is something in your spirit that dances when you play, like a fire giving just the right amount of warmth. The flames almost extinguished, when you are under the gun of guilt, shame, and fear. I know that isn't you, not the real version. He had begged to differ from the jackal’s statement— such a gentle soul hiding in isolation, waiting for the right time to bloom.

❝ You claim that you’re a beast— broken, harsh, hurt. I’m aware of those feelings, I struggle myself. But you do not need to isolate yourself from comfort. ❞

[m-amantiium]

Z o n i c ♥

I always wanted to do something with Zonic, I got the inspiration and I’m proud to say that I did it in such a short time. eternal life to Zone Cop!♥

[flammend]

i’m so sorry for the lack of activity that has been happening for a while now. i promise you i’m not gone. i’m currently working on my third blog (very excited for that and minty knows this) and also spreading awareness on what’s going on now. i will work drafts soon! if anything, mutuals can ask for my discord.

[zonepolice]

@psychokineticsunshine​

❝ WATCH where you’re going Zector— child? This is a restricted area, kid. You have no business being in this area. ❞

[zonepolice]

starter call !

[revixen]

zonepolice started following revixen

    if im not under arrest, feel free to leave. 

[zonepolice]

❝ Real funny, Fiona. You know I won’t let a wanted run around loose. ❞

[agentss]

W.I.P. -> Finish

Finally finish with the Second Cover for my Comic.

[zonepolice]

soughtrecognition‌:

“ LET’S DO IT, BABY, I’LL BREAK TH———- ”

………Hm. Not good.

Bad boys by Bob Marley starts playing in the background while he chases the fucker.

[zonepolice]

guys, i swear i’m a serious roleplayer.