asycofreak

[asycofreak]

✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis /headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.

[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?

[asycofreak]

CLOSE TO YOU ASK MEME

send these for an excuse for our muses to get close. your muse is the sender, my muse is the receiver.

[forehead touch] your muse rests their forehead against my muse's

[slow dance] my muse pulls your muse close and into a slow dance

[hold hands] your muse takes my muse's hand

[sit close] our muses sit close enough to each other that their sides touch

[hand kiss] my muse presses a gentle kiss to your muse's hand

[legs across] your muse lays their legs across my muse's lap

[hug] our muses hug each other

[cuddle] our muses decide to cuddle up to each other

[cheek caress] your muse caresses my muse's cheek

[fall asleep] my muse falls asleep on your muse

[almost kiss] our muses are about to kiss, and then, for some reason, don't

[patch up] my muse patches up your muse

[whisper] for your muse to whisper something in my muse's ear

[nudge] my muse comes up with a bad excuse to nudge your muse

[check up] your muse checks up on my muse to make sure they're okay

[carry] your muse carries my muse bridal style

[asycofreak]

general psa that i will NEVER be upset with you for taking forever/never answering something i send you 

we all have lives outside of this and muses are fickle like, i get it and i never want anyone to be afraid that i’d hold it against them like if i send you a meme and you’re not feeling it? you don’t need to answer it

if we plot something and i make a starter and you’re not feeling it anymore? that’s okay too. even if halfway through a thread it feels like it’s going nowhere so you wanna drop it? that’s 100% okay

honestly? you don’t even need to let me know you’re dropping something/not answering something like im not here to pressure you or bug you about replies and i don’t care if you’re actively writing with other people  or anything, like if you’re not interested in writing something with me i won’t take it personally

and even if you don’t want to drop something and take literal months to answer? that’s chill like me too okay

and all i ask is that you extend the same courtesy to me <3 

[asycofreak]

Send "Why do I hear boss music?" For me to post My Muse’s boss theme!

Remember to specify muse for multi-muse blogs!

[asycofreak]

' ' Infinite, i'm going to say something but you need to understand, okay? ' '

Agent Stone says firmly but softly, brows creased with gentle emotion for the Jackal. he then gestures without contact towards Infinite's healing nubbed-off arm.

' ' This, ' '

Agent Stone pauses to make sure infinite is following his words.

' ' is not okay, by any means.. ' '

Agent Stone frowns. he then speaks up softly again, moving to gently hold Infinite close in a familial demeanor but not quite restricting whatsoever.

' ' I'll see what I can do about getting you a prosthetic, whether i have to build it myself or ask for some help from our enemy.. I'm not mad at the Doctor, but I am going to confront him because this isn't okay. ' '

Agent Stone speaks softly.

It was just supposed to be some normal briefing of how a fight went. How infinite had to report to the doctor they had been chased away and forced into retreat, again. How he failed. He didnt WANT to do this. Nor did he feel the need too, but if he didnt he’d get yelled at anyway, so he had no choice really.

As the jackal moved to make his presence known and step into the doctors workspace, door slamming shut behind him, he took a sharp breath and walked up twords ivo, who was already waiting for him and standing up, facing the jackal. Infinite took a deep breath as he stood infront of the tall man and gave a small salute, and cleared his throat.

“The hero’s drove us out again, Doctor robotnik. We did significant damage to the city you sent us too but they overwhelmed us. Despite the intense use of fire.. we lost about 300 Badniks from what i counted when we all regrouped..” infinite spoke up, his voice devote of any emotion as he explains, ears swerved back abit.

Ivo was silent. Infinite looked to the floor, expecting to get yelled at. And honestly spaced put to ignore whatever his ‘father’ would scream at him about. He was spaced out so easily that when the doctor was right infront of him, he had no clue until he was yoinked upwards by his arm with a startled yelp, he could hear the doctor yelling and shouting curses at him, but he couldnt focus on his incessant yelling when the grip and pull on his arm made it hurt and sting, he could hardly feel it with how strongly ivo gripped it. Causing the jackal to yelp and struggle, he couldnt help it, the pain as too much to dangle in silence about as he kicked around to get freed. Which only caused him to squeeze more and earn a cry from the poor dog. He lifted his free hand and with a loud bark, slashed his claws at the doctors face and connected as he heard skin rip off and lifted his claws. Teeth bore aggressively as his free hand drips with blood. A mean gash across the doctors face, narrowly avoiding his eyes. The two lock eyes. And before infinite can realize the amount of danger hes in, the other hand grabs his face and pulls. Before he can even register what happened, hes falling as hes slammed into the floor violently with blood splattering onto and from him. He slides on the floor. Just abit. And lays there on his side with heavy breaths. Loosing his mask in the fray of the chaos. And slowly his eyes turn to the arm that’d been grabbed. Why couldnt he…?

His.

His arm was gone. It wasnt there anymore. His eyes widened as the second he realized such a thing, the pain began flooding through his veins with a loud cry of pain. Broken-off bone jutting out from where it used to connect to the rest of the arm, blood and fur dangling from where the breakoff connected- it was gruesome and it sent the jackal into a howling fit of agony and crying. Clutching the nub of an arm he had left as he went hysterical in absolute pain. Writhing and crying like a pup as ivo grumbled, he didnt know where the doctor put his torn off limb as he was grabbed by the neck and dragged away in a howling fit of pain. The last thing he could remember through his hysteria was a needle jabbed into his skin and getting tired. Essentially put under anesthesia so he could stop screaming.

When he awoke next, he was in some rickety old hospital bed, his arms bandaged up rather.. crudely. Not even advanced robots knew how mobian anatomy worked that well. He was exhausted, body aching in pain and just wanting to go back to sleep. He assumed he wasnt getting a new arm until he behaved. He wss going to look ridiculous the next he faced those heros.. gaias above- how was he going to explain this to that fox? He was going to be pestering about it the entire time.. fuck. FUCK. The ruby couldnt help him here, it would just make an illusion for himself.

He laid there in pain. In regret. How would stone even react to this? He didnt know. He was so tired. He wanted the dad that actually wouldnt hurt him. Or just to sleep. He wanted dad. Or sleep. Whatever came first.

[asycofreak]

' ' Don't speak then, okay? just rest. ' '

Agent stone doesn't fight the grip on his arm. he doesn't pull away, instead using his foot to hook the end of his shoe on a nearby chair to pull it over with his leg close enough for him to use his unoccupied arm to grasp the chair. he then pulls the chair close to the side of the bed Infinite was resting in and takes a seat, leaving his arm resting in Infinite's hold.

' ' I'll stay.. ' '

Stone was probably going to be stepping out of line later but.. maybe, just maybe, the Doctor would reconcile harsh feelings if Stone spoke up about his distaste for it. maybe, just maybe.

It was just supposed to be some normal briefing of how a fight went. How infinite had to report to the doctor they had been chased away and forced into retreat, again. How he failed. He didnt WANT to do this. Nor did he feel the need too, but if he didnt he’d get yelled at anyway, so he had no choice really.

As the jackal moved to make his presence known and step into the doctors workspace, door slamming shut behind him, he took a sharp breath and walked up twords ivo, who was already waiting for him and standing up, facing the jackal. Infinite took a deep breath as he stood infront of the tall man and gave a small salute, and cleared his throat.

“The hero’s drove us out again, Doctor robotnik. We did significant damage to the city you sent us too but they overwhelmed us. Despite the intense use of fire.. we lost about 300 Badniks from what i counted when we all regrouped..” infinite spoke up, his voice devote of any emotion as he explains, ears swerved back abit.

Ivo was silent. Infinite looked to the floor, expecting to get yelled at. And honestly spaced put to ignore whatever his ‘father’ would scream at him about. He was spaced out so easily that when the doctor was right infront of him, he had no clue until he was yoinked upwards by his arm with a startled yelp, he could hear the doctor yelling and shouting curses at him, but he couldnt focus on his incessant yelling when the grip and pull on his arm made it hurt and sting, he could hardly feel it with how strongly ivo gripped it. Causing the jackal to yelp and struggle, he couldnt help it, the pain as too much to dangle in silence about as he kicked around to get freed. Which only caused him to squeeze more and earn a cry from the poor dog. He lifted his free hand and with a loud bark, slashed his claws at the doctors face and connected as he heard skin rip off and lifted his claws. Teeth bore aggressively as his free hand drips with blood. A mean gash across the doctors face, narrowly avoiding his eyes. The two lock eyes. And before infinite can realize the amount of danger hes in, the other hand grabs his face and pulls. Before he can even register what happened, hes falling as hes slammed into the floor violently with blood splattering onto and from him. He slides on the floor. Just abit. And lays there on his side with heavy breaths. Loosing his mask in the fray of the chaos. And slowly his eyes turn to the arm that’d been grabbed. Why couldnt he…?

His.

His arm was gone. It wasnt there anymore. His eyes widened as the second he realized such a thing, the pain began flooding through his veins with a loud cry of pain. Broken-off bone jutting out from where it used to connect to the rest of the arm, blood and fur dangling from where the breakoff connected- it was gruesome and it sent the jackal into a howling fit of agony and crying. Clutching the nub of an arm he had left as he went hysterical in absolute pain. Writhing and crying like a pup as ivo grumbled, he didnt know where the doctor put his torn off limb as he was grabbed by the neck and dragged away in a howling fit of pain. The last thing he could remember through his hysteria was a needle jabbed into his skin and getting tired. Essentially put under anesthesia so he could stop screaming.

When he awoke next, he was in some rickety old hospital bed, his arms bandaged up rather.. crudely. Not even advanced robots knew how mobian anatomy worked that well. He was exhausted, body aching in pain and just wanting to go back to sleep. He assumed he wasnt getting a new arm until he behaved. He wss going to look ridiculous the next he faced those heros.. gaias above- how was he going to explain this to that fox? He was going to be pestering about it the entire time.. fuck. FUCK. The ruby couldnt help him here, it would just make an illusion for himself.

He laid there in pain. In regret. How would stone even react to this? He didnt know. He was so tired. He wanted the dad that actually wouldnt hurt him. Or just to sleep. He wanted dad. Or sleep. Whatever came first.

[asycofreak]

' ' Don't call me that, not while you're like this.. Just 'Stone' Is fine. relax, you do not need to be at attention right now, you're still very hurt. ' '

Agent Stone softly frowns. he steps closer just to get a little better look but also to reach out and gently but comfortingly push infinite back down so the Jackal could rest. of course he did this with hardly any genuine pressure, brows still knitted in this deeply concerned expression.

' ' are you in any pain? I believe I can up the dose of morphine if you need it. I can also bring you anything you may need, a drink? a snack? ' '

Agent Stone begins to show more and more concern in his words, letting that parental side of him take ahold like an iron fist.

It was just supposed to be some normal briefing of how a fight went. How infinite had to report to the doctor they had been chased away and forced into retreat, again. How he failed. He didnt WANT to do this. Nor did he feel the need too, but if he didnt he’d get yelled at anyway, so he had no choice really.

As the jackal moved to make his presence known and step into the doctors workspace, door slamming shut behind him, he took a sharp breath and walked up twords ivo, who was already waiting for him and standing up, facing the jackal. Infinite took a deep breath as he stood infront of the tall man and gave a small salute, and cleared his throat.

“The hero’s drove us out again, Doctor robotnik. We did significant damage to the city you sent us too but they overwhelmed us. Despite the intense use of fire.. we lost about 300 Badniks from what i counted when we all regrouped..” infinite spoke up, his voice devote of any emotion as he explains, ears swerved back abit.

Ivo was silent. Infinite looked to the floor, expecting to get yelled at. And honestly spaced put to ignore whatever his ‘father’ would scream at him about. He was spaced out so easily that when the doctor was right infront of him, he had no clue until he was yoinked upwards by his arm with a startled yelp, he could hear the doctor yelling and shouting curses at him, but he couldnt focus on his incessant yelling when the grip and pull on his arm made it hurt and sting, he could hardly feel it with how strongly ivo gripped it. Causing the jackal to yelp and struggle, he couldnt help it, the pain as too much to dangle in silence about as he kicked around to get freed. Which only caused him to squeeze more and earn a cry from the poor dog. He lifted his free hand and with a loud bark, slashed his claws at the doctors face and connected as he heard skin rip off and lifted his claws. Teeth bore aggressively as his free hand drips with blood. A mean gash across the doctors face, narrowly avoiding his eyes. The two lock eyes. And before infinite can realize the amount of danger hes in, the other hand grabs his face and pulls. Before he can even register what happened, hes falling as hes slammed into the floor violently with blood splattering onto and from him. He slides on the floor. Just abit. And lays there on his side with heavy breaths. Loosing his mask in the fray of the chaos. And slowly his eyes turn to the arm that’d been grabbed. Why couldnt he…?

His.

His arm was gone. It wasnt there anymore. His eyes widened as the second he realized such a thing, the pain began flooding through his veins with a loud cry of pain. Broken-off bone jutting out from where it used to connect to the rest of the arm, blood and fur dangling from where the breakoff connected- it was gruesome and it sent the jackal into a howling fit of agony and crying. Clutching the nub of an arm he had left as he went hysterical in absolute pain. Writhing and crying like a pup as ivo grumbled, he didnt know where the doctor put his torn off limb as he was grabbed by the neck and dragged away in a howling fit of pain. The last thing he could remember through his hysteria was a needle jabbed into his skin and getting tired. Essentially put under anesthesia so he could stop screaming.

When he awoke next, he was in some rickety old hospital bed, his arms bandaged up rather.. crudely. Not even advanced robots knew how mobian anatomy worked that well. He was exhausted, body aching in pain and just wanting to go back to sleep. He assumed he wasnt getting a new arm until he behaved. He wss going to look ridiculous the next he faced those heros.. gaias above- how was he going to explain this to that fox? He was going to be pestering about it the entire time.. fuck. FUCK. The ruby couldnt help him here, it would just make an illusion for himself.

He laid there in pain. In regret. How would stone even react to this? He didnt know. He was so tired. He wanted the dad that actually wouldnt hurt him. Or just to sleep. He wanted dad. Or sleep. Whatever came first.

[asycofreak]

Fortunately, some people would think anyway, 'dad' came first.

By that, Agent Stone had essentially rushed into the robotic infirmary where infinite had been taken to and was now currently resting. he knew the doctor was many things including cruel to the children however this was a new kind of cruel that Stone could've never predicted from the doctor.

For the first time in Stone's life, he felt.. Scared of The Doctor.

Not for himself, but for the lives of these robots and the mobians like Infinite that served Ivo without much complaint.

' ' Infinite? ' '

Agent Stone softly speaks, though it is all he can say in the moment. he knew the Doctor's punishments were cruel. when he first joined the eggpire a darker side of him found that side of the Doctor to be attractive and amusing. while it remained, that feeling didn't; not in this particular case. infact it just made Stone ill to the stomach. he needed to talk to the doctor later. he had to say something about this.

Agent Stone knew his own psyche wouldn't let him shrug this one off so easily.

It was just supposed to be some normal briefing of how a fight went. How infinite had to report to the doctor they had been chased away and forced into retreat, again. How he failed. He didnt WANT to do this. Nor did he feel the need too, but if he didnt he’d get yelled at anyway, so he had no choice really.

As the jackal moved to make his presence known and step into the doctors workspace, door slamming shut behind him, he took a sharp breath and walked up twords ivo, who was already waiting for him and standing up, facing the jackal. Infinite took a deep breath as he stood infront of the tall man and gave a small salute, and cleared his throat.

“The hero’s drove us out again, Doctor robotnik. We did significant damage to the city you sent us too but they overwhelmed us. Despite the intense use of fire.. we lost about 300 Badniks from what i counted when we all regrouped..” infinite spoke up, his voice devote of any emotion as he explains, ears swerved back abit.

Ivo was silent. Infinite looked to the floor, expecting to get yelled at. And honestly spaced put to ignore whatever his ‘father’ would scream at him about. He was spaced out so easily that when the doctor was right infront of him, he had no clue until he was yoinked upwards by his arm with a startled yelp, he could hear the doctor yelling and shouting curses at him, but he couldnt focus on his incessant yelling when the grip and pull on his arm made it hurt and sting, he could hardly feel it with how strongly ivo gripped it. Causing the jackal to yelp and struggle, he couldnt help it, the pain as too much to dangle in silence about as he kicked around to get freed. Which only caused him to squeeze more and earn a cry from the poor dog. He lifted his free hand and with a loud bark, slashed his claws at the doctors face and connected as he heard skin rip off and lifted his claws. Teeth bore aggressively as his free hand drips with blood. A mean gash across the doctors face, narrowly avoiding his eyes. The two lock eyes. And before infinite can realize the amount of danger hes in, the other hand grabs his face and pulls. Before he can even register what happened, hes falling as hes slammed into the floor violently with blood splattering onto and from him. He slides on the floor. Just abit. And lays there on his side with heavy breaths. Loosing his mask in the fray of the chaos. And slowly his eyes turn to the arm that’d been grabbed. Why couldnt he…?

His.

His arm was gone. It wasnt there anymore. His eyes widened as the second he realized such a thing, the pain began flooding through his veins with a loud cry of pain. Broken-off bone jutting out from where it used to connect to the rest of the arm, blood and fur dangling from where the breakoff connected- it was gruesome and it sent the jackal into a howling fit of agony and crying. Clutching the nub of an arm he had left as he went hysterical in absolute pain. Writhing and crying like a pup as ivo grumbled, he didnt know where the doctor put his torn off limb as he was grabbed by the neck and dragged away in a howling fit of pain. The last thing he could remember through his hysteria was a needle jabbed into his skin and getting tired. Essentially put under anesthesia so he could stop screaming.

When he awoke next, he was in some rickety old hospital bed, his arms bandaged up rather.. crudely. Not even advanced robots knew how mobian anatomy worked that well. He was exhausted, body aching in pain and just wanting to go back to sleep. He assumed he wasnt getting a new arm until he behaved. He wss going to look ridiculous the next he faced those heros.. gaias above- how was he going to explain this to that fox? He was going to be pestering about it the entire time.. fuck. FUCK. The ruby couldnt help him here, it would just make an illusion for himself.

He laid there in pain. In regret. How would stone even react to this? He didnt know. He was so tired. He wanted the dad that actually wouldnt hurt him. Or just to sleep. He wanted dad. Or sleep. Whatever came first.

[asycofreak]

‘Awnser in threes’ prompt again nyeheh-

Pastime: Three hobbies they have.

Want: Three things they would do to your character if they were alone (eggman in this case)

' ' Three hobbies.. well my hobbies primarily include Taking care of the base and it's necessities such as cleaning, cooking, and caretaking. I also enjoy making lattes and coffee for The Doctor and teas for the children unless they specifically request for a coffee. lastly, I do quite appreciate it when the Doctor allows me to repair his machinery. ' '

Agent Stone softly smiles as he looks back at you. then a hint of red flushes onto his cheeks at the second question regarding the 'want'.

' ' Three things I'd want to do alone with the Doctor? well- I'd like to make him his coffee. I usually do that when he's alone because he has a preference of not showing his enjoyment infront of the children as he believes it promotes weakness. even if this is something I already do, its something I want to do. ' '

Agent Stone gently taps the table with his fingers in a soft tapping motion as he thinks more.

' ' another thing I'd want to do alone with the Doctor is actually rather intimate and a private situation that I personally will not be getting into the details of because that part of my life with the Doctor isn't quite for the public ears. ' '

Agent Stone gently laughs with soft embarassment.

' ' as for the last thing I'd want to do with the Doctor.. I'd like to genuinely take him out on a good day or night, whichever he'd prefer, just the two of us and spend the day or night together doing whatever he wishes. whether that is to simply share a warm latte in the cold evening weather or to relax inside. anything to ensure he has a day where he isn't thinking about the things that anger him oh so badly, like his failures. ' '

[asycofreak]

My Character Must Confess in 3s

Blab: Three secrets they’re keeping.

Mwah: Three people they’d like to kiss.

Similar: Three members of the same sex they find attractive.

Different: Three members of the opposite sex they find attractive.

Pastime: Three hobbies they have.

Doing: Three habits that they have.

Psst: Three things that they’ve always wanted to tell your character.

Shh: Three things they wouldn’t want their parents to know.

Dream: Three wishes they have.

Want: Three things they would do to your character if they were alone.

[asycofreak]

' ' Looks like it's us against the world, Doctor! ' '

' ' I'll never leave your side.. ' '

A more movie-inspired game!Stone design :) just for funzies

I love this VERY much actually!! Super proud of the style replication

Anyways here's him and Eggman together too :)

[asycofreak]

those words definitely add to the guilt.

Agent Stone Moves to Set Infinite down beside him where they were now sitting, sitting upwards with a straight posture. he wasn't cruel though, he did make sure that Infinite was settled against his side.

' ' right- good- I suppose-... ' '

Agent Stone says, alittle hesitant about those words as they come out. they were usually easy words, but the situation didn't really call for that. sometimes he wondered if he expressed his ill feelings about the punishments to The Doctor whether or not that would change Ivo's tatics of discipline to the children or not. if it was the latter, or if it made any of the punishments worse for them, Agent Stone knew he'd feel terrible about it.

‘A moment of weakness’ with infinite and stone :3

[ landed on 2.My muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down. buckle up!]

Agent Stone was many things for the Eggpire. he was an assistant, a husband, a father, a caretaker, a home-caretaker... There wasn't any end to it, not that Agent Stone would ever want that to end. Though of course as every human is, Agent Stone was not perfect. the only one he'd consider truly perfect is the Doctor but this wasn't about him right now.

Agent Stone had gotten Infinite out of the snow since The Doctor had left him outside. it wasn't a challenge, but emotionally on the inside maybe he felt some inner complications that made being the perfect little sycophant a bit of a struggle some times. Agent Stone could be an emotional man when he felt the emotions and truly he did. of course, he hadn't intentionally showed the emotion infront of Infinite but it showed in the way his frown etched downwards slightly or the way his brows were knitted or even the way his eyes were glossy.

Agent Stone's body language betrayed his tone of voice, which was calm and carefree of troubles.

' ' Infinite, you're sure you are okay correct? this next mission I need the assurances that you are at your best. ' '

[asycofreak]

‘A moment of weakness’ with infinite and stone :3

[ landed on 2.My muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down. buckle up!]

Agent Stone was many things for the Eggpire. he was an assistant, a husband, a father, a caretaker, a home-caretaker... There wasn't any end to it, not that Agent Stone would ever want that to end. Though of course as every human is, Agent Stone was not perfect. the only one he'd consider truly perfect is the Doctor but this wasn't about him right now.

Agent Stone had gotten Infinite out of the snow since The Doctor had left him outside. it wasn't a challenge, but emotionally on the inside maybe he felt some inner complications that made being the perfect little sycophant a bit of a struggle some times. Agent Stone could be an emotional man when he felt the emotions and truly he did. of course, he hadn't intentionally showed the emotion infront of Infinite but it showed in the way his frown etched downwards slightly or the way his brows were knitted or even the way his eyes were glossy.

Agent Stone's body language betrayed his tone of voice, which was calm and carefree of troubles.

' ' Infinite, you're sure you are okay correct? this next mission I need the assurances that you are at your best. ' '

[asycofreak]

Send ‘a moment of weakness’

and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter. { tw violence }

Your muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.

My muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.

Your muse is smashed drunk and incoherent.

My muse is completely drunk and incoherent.

Your muse is tied up (how and why is up to the mun)

My muse is all tied up (how and why is up to the mun)

Your muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and mine happens to pass by.

My muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and yours happens upon this.

Your muse is having a vivid nightmare and is shouting out brokenly.

My muse is having a vivid nightmare and is crying out in their sleep.

Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them.

My muse is kidnapped and yours has just rescued them.

Your muse has been beaten badly and is in bad shape, mine happens to find them.

My muse is been beaten badly and is in bad shape, yours finds mine in this state.

Your muse falls very ill and continues activities even if they seem on the verge of passing out.

My muse is sick and continues daily routine even though they seem on the verge of passing out.

Your muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)

My muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)

Your muse is temporarily blind.

My muse is temporarily blind.

Your muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.

My muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.

Your muse has blackmail over mine.

My muse has blackmail over yours.

Mun chooses.

[asycofreak]

Agent Stone glances down at the Soft tug. he softly smiles with a little warm chuckle and leaned down some to pick up the Metallic Hedgehog, standing upright again once he has the Robot Situated in his arms like a parent would do with a Toddler.

A headcanon i had that metal would favor stone over eggman because he comes to hangout with him when eggman’s away ^^!!

[asycofreak]

Whats your opinions on the way the doctor treats your guys ‘children’? And more importantly, why do you seem to care so much about them? Most of them are mindless and have no concept of.. anything but murdering innocents. Makes me wonder why the doc ever chose you as his sycophant.

' ' first of all, one does not choose someone to be a sycophant; check the dictionary. I work my life to his every needs because I want to and because it's out of love. Regardless of how evil The Doctor can be, that will not change. ' '

Agent Stone Explains, setting down a cloth. it seems he just got done cleaning the kitchen portion of The Doctor's Lair to a tip top shiny shape.

' ' My opinions on how he treats the children are.. alittle unsatisfactory. I do not appreciate the harsh punishments he gives them and I often try my best to make it easier when The Doctor isn't looking, but some things happen and I cant always help them. I am sure he has a great reason for being the way he is though! ' '

Agent Stone hums. he seems alittle unsure at first but by the time he's done talking, he seems hopeful.

' ' I care about them because that's what I choose to do. if they are mindless then they are mindless but that doesn't change how I will treat them. Someone needs to give them repairs, or patch up injuries, or take care of them when they're sick, or feed them... ' '

[asycofreak]

Stone, out of all ivos creations (including any adopted), which one(s) are your favorite(s)? If you cant pick just one, rank three of them maybe?

' ' oh that's easy! Metal! I Love and adore most of the Doctor's creations though.. so as a ranking of three.. ' '

Stone seems to pause briefly, thinking.

' ' Metal, Infinite, and Sage. ' '

Stone Answers.