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[madeoffleshandbones]

Metal Sonic hesitated - or eat least that's what it looked like.

He looked back and forth between the cords and Nine before coming to a conclusion.

"plan: acceptable. actions: appreciated"

((HOLA. I COME IN PEACE! well to angst but yeah))

One night as Nine was working late in the night he felt as if someone was watching him, after brushing the feeling off a few times he got the courage to shut the blinds.

While he looked outside, he saw..something. it didn't move, it didn't look Mobian, it must have been some discarded tech powered down and dumped on the streets - abandoned and forgotten.

-@madeoffleshandbones

Nine squints his eyes, eyeing the ramshackle tech carefully. Broken robots scattered about is familiar to New Yoke, but this is not the same place.

He decides, after a brief debate in his mind, to investigate, slowly opening the door and approaching the bot. He is careful not to make any sound in fear of it being a sort of trigger to something.

When he reaches it, he realizes it looks awfully familiar...

[madeoffleshandbones]

"Sensation: present. Physical Reaction: not present."

The robot continued to stare, still kicking his legs a little.

"Assurance needed: procedure ≠ pain?"

He repeated his question, tracing into the table with the tip of his metal boot.

((HOLA. I COME IN PEACE! well to angst but yeah))

One night as Nine was working late in the night he felt as if someone was watching him, after brushing the feeling off a few times he got the courage to shut the blinds.

While he looked outside, he saw..something. it didn't move, it didn't look Mobian, it must have been some discarded tech powered down and dumped on the streets - abandoned and forgotten.

-@madeoffleshandbones

Nine squints his eyes, eyeing the ramshackle tech carefully. Broken robots scattered about is familiar to New Yoke, but this is not the same place.

He decides, after a brief debate in his mind, to investigate, slowly opening the door and approaching the bot. He is careful not to make any sound in fear of it being a sort of trigger to something.

When he reaches it, he realizes it looks awfully familiar...

[madeoffleshandbones]

"Inquiry: current plan?"

The bot stared over at Nine, its optics narrowing as it did so. The actions that the machine took would make any (paranoid) person weary, he was a very curious robot.

"Assurance needed: procedure ≠ pain?"

He sat up on the workbench, kicking his feet a little. He sounded like a child with all his incessant questioning.

((HOLA. I COME IN PEACE! well to angst but yeah))

One night as Nine was working late in the night he felt as if someone was watching him, after brushing the feeling off a few times he got the courage to shut the blinds.

While he looked outside, he saw..something. it didn't move, it didn't look Mobian, it must have been some discarded tech powered down and dumped on the streets - abandoned and forgotten.

-@madeoffleshandbones

Nine squints his eyes, eyeing the ramshackle tech carefully. Broken robots scattered about is familiar to New Yoke, but this is not the same place.

He decides, after a brief debate in his mind, to investigate, slowly opening the door and approaching the bot. He is careful not to make any sound in fear of it being a sort of trigger to something.

When he reaches it, he realizes it looks awfully familiar...

[madeoffleshandbones]

The bot's cameras (?) look first to Nine's hand before back at its own. It then lifted a leg, placing the limb in Nine's grasp before falling back to the floor with a metallic clank.

"Action: Appreciated. Designation: Nine."

((HOLA. I COME IN PEACE! well to angst but yeah))

One night as Nine was working late in the night he felt as if someone was watching him, after brushing the feeling off a few times he got the courage to shut the blinds.

While he looked outside, he saw..something. it didn't move, it didn't look Mobian, it must have been some discarded tech powered down and dumped on the streets - abandoned and forgotten.

-@madeoffleshandbones

Nine squints his eyes, eyeing the ramshackle tech carefully. Broken robots scattered about is familiar to New Yoke, but this is not the same place.

He decides, after a brief debate in his mind, to investigate, slowly opening the door and approaching the bot. He is careful not to make any sound in fear of it being a sort of trigger to something.

When he reaches it, he realizes it looks awfully familiar...

[madeoffleshandbones]

The robot looks around for a moment, its torso fan whirring as it processed some information.

After a few seconds its leg moved up its torso along a track. the limb poked into its forehead, releasing a disc reading system. The bot's head pointed to the ground before a few sharp shards fell to the ground.

"Memory disc: destroyed."

((HOLA. I COME IN PEACE! well to angst but yeah))

One night as Nine was working late in the night he felt as if someone was watching him, after brushing the feeling off a few times he got the courage to shut the blinds.

While he looked outside, he saw..something. it didn't move, it didn't look Mobian, it must have been some discarded tech powered down and dumped on the streets - abandoned and forgotten.

-@madeoffleshandbones

Nine squints his eyes, eyeing the ramshackle tech carefully. Broken robots scattered about is familiar to New Yoke, but this is not the same place.

He decides, after a brief debate in his mind, to investigate, slowly opening the door and approaching the bot. He is careful not to make any sound in fear of it being a sort of trigger to something.

When he reaches it, he realizes it looks awfully familiar...

[madeoffleshandbones]

Glu glu glu

Glu glu glu

What the hell is this

[madeoffleshandbones]

"01101001 00100111 01101101 00100000 00100000 01100010 01101111 01110010 01100101 01100100"

-- --- --

-@madeoffleshandbones

Oh hello:)

[madeoffleshandbones]

"Designation: Nine. Data stored."

The bot wobbled a little, but it managed to stand. With the closer look it was now clear that the damage was mostly cosmetic. dents and scratches made it appear as if the bot had been in a fight or something.

"Designation: Sonic The Hedgehog."

The machine avoided looking into Nine's eyes for a moment.

"Correction: Imposter. Designation: Metal Sonic."

((HOLA. I COME IN PEACE! well to angst but yeah))

One night as Nine was working late in the night he felt as if someone was watching him, after brushing the feeling off a few times he got the courage to shut the blinds.

While he looked outside, he saw..something. it didn't move, it didn't look Mobian, it must have been some discarded tech powered down and dumped on the streets - abandoned and forgotten.

-@madeoffleshandbones

Nine squints his eyes, eyeing the ramshackle tech carefully. Broken robots scattered about is familiar to New Yoke, but this is not the same place.

He decides, after a brief debate in his mind, to investigate, slowly opening the door and approaching the bot. He is careful not to make any sound in fear of it being a sort of trigger to something.

When he reaches it, he realizes it looks awfully familiar...

[madeoffleshandbones]

"01101101 01101111 01101101 00100000 01100001 01110010 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01100010 01110101 01110011 01111001"

he makes a sound that could be interpreted as a dejected sigh.

-- --- --

-@madeoffleshandbones

Oh hello:)

[madeoffleshandbones]

"Reason: inadequate."

he tries to squirm free but ultimately fails, letting out a dejected grunt.

"Designation: Ames, Cease. Reason: compression of torso."

Amy hesitated, before wrapping her arms around him into a hug. She couldn’t stop her tail from wagging, either.

~ @tarotreading-rosy

the bot's fan breathes loudly, he was clearly shocked. His arms shot up to avoid touching the hedgehog giving him a bear hug. (hedge hug?)

"Designation: Ames. Inquiry: reason for affection."

[madeoffleshandbones]

The robot's fans quiet down slightly, after having properly 'woken up' it seems to stare at Nine.

The machine attempted to push the tarp off of itself, but its dangling arm couldn't properly do the job, it just stared at its arm in what might be shock.

The bot's green optics (maybe cameras?) turned to Nine at that, with a look that could be interpreted as relief.

"Designation: Miles. Inquiry: Status of events."

((HOLA. I COME IN PEACE! well to angst but yeah))

One night as Nine was working late in the night he felt as if someone was watching him, after brushing the feeling off a few times he got the courage to shut the blinds.

While he looked outside, he saw..something. it didn't move, it didn't look Mobian, it must have been some discarded tech powered down and dumped on the streets - abandoned and forgotten.

-@madeoffleshandbones

Nine squints his eyes, eyeing the ramshackle tech carefully. Broken robots scattered about is familiar to New Yoke, but this is not the same place.

He decides, after a brief debate in his mind, to investigate, slowly opening the door and approaching the bot. He is careful not to make any sound in fear of it being a sort of trigger to something.

When he reaches it, he realizes it looks awfully familiar...

[madeoffleshandbones]

Amy hesitated, before wrapping her arms around him into a hug. She couldn’t stop her tail from wagging, either.

~ @tarotreading-rosy

the bot's fan breathes loudly, he was clearly shocked. His arms shot up to avoid touching the hedgehog giving him a bear hug. (hedge hug?)

"Designation: Ames. Inquiry: reason for affection."

[madeoffleshandbones]

Yes you!! can i give you head pats??

He shrugs a little.

"Status: Unopposed."

[madeoffleshandbones]

Upon reaching the bot it was clear now how damaged it was.

One of its arms was completely missing while the other was draped across its chest - hanging on by just a few cords. The rest of its robotic corpse was in a similar state, Nine was unsure if it even would power on.

That uncertainty was dispelled as the robot powered on, its eyes flashed red briefly before turning a bright emerald colour. A fan of some sort on its torso turned on, the sound was alarmingly loud for the time of night.

((HOLA. I COME IN PEACE! well to angst but yeah))

One night as Nine was working late in the night he felt as if someone was watching him, after brushing the feeling off a few times he got the courage to shut the blinds.

While he looked outside, he saw..something. it didn't move, it didn't look Mobian, it must have been some discarded tech powered down and dumped on the streets - abandoned and forgotten.

-@madeoffleshandbones

Nine squints his eyes, eyeing the ramshackle tech carefully. Broken robots scattered about is familiar to New Yoke, but this is not the same place.

He decides, after a brief debate in his mind, to investigate, slowly opening the door and approaching the bot. He is careful not to make any sound in fear of it being a sort of trigger to something.

When he reaches it, he realizes it looks awfully familiar...

[madeoffleshandbones]

reblog if your muse really wants affection. no particular reason, they just really need a hug or cuddle

[madeoffleshandbones]

Statement: Irrelevant.

Proper response: Identify state of being.

hewoo :3

Inquiry: status of being? result: similarity detected. identifier: faker.

[madeoffleshandbones]

Some Headcanons <3

Cool robot stuff he doesn't know about yet:

his ears are antenna that can spin

every part is replaceable

retractable weapons

camouflage capabilities!

enhanced hearing & sight!! (+echolocation <3,x-ray vision, etc!)

^ will find out laterrrrr

LGBTQ+ headcanons:

Currently is Sonic - Asexual and Transmasc, as he turns into more of Metal rather than Sonic he will be granted a new identity.

When that happens their pronouns will probably be they/she

Also they'll be genderfluid, i have it in my mind and nothing can stop me *evil laughter*

they'll probably still be Asexual just because i'm asexual and any opportunity i can get to hc my favs as ace??? IM TAKING IT.

Fun headcanons:

lots of new feelings/way of feeling feelings, they think its weird af

loves nature, think Hunter from Fionna and Cake.

loves wearing clothes

tells you her pronouns every morning, you can usually tell because her modes are: prettiest princess in the entire universe, nature gremlin, and dapper disco diva (she/her, they/them, he/him in that order)

doodle vv using this

tw under the cut <3

extra (not so fun) headcanons:

Extreme body dysmorphia

THEY LOVE WEARING CLOTHES CUZ THEY NEVER DID IT WHEN THEY WERE SONIC. ITS A WAY THEY DIFFERENCIATE THEMSELF FROM SONIC.

OCD, anxiety and PPD

Will completely change after leaving behind the title of Sonic. at that point they'll get a new achievement! [Superiority Complex and CPTSD]

during-sonic-era he's just- sonic. like literally just sonic. like at a mental level he is operating under the notion that he IS sonic. and he is. like literally. I subscribe to the idea that your memories are what make you YOU. you prob cannot convince me otherwise but you're welcome to try 🤷

post-sonic & pre-acceptance is when they get the complex. they're compulsed to prove to themselves and others that if they aren't sonic they're just better than him.

after that cute like excursion they heal up a bit and go into the FR acceptance era. at that point they've collected diagnosis's like Pokémon cards but she sees a therapist every saturday evening and she's getting much better mentally.