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Holy fuckles I drew a thing

I love Enerjak’s design so much and Knuckles’ descent to this crazy being is insane considering how dark and tragic it is for a Sonic story. I’ve always had a soft spot for tragic, lonely characters and can’t help feel that they’re the closest to relatable compared to main characters. I originally wanted to draw knuxadow but just really only had the motivation to draw one of them.

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He made a disgusted face at the image in his head, which only made it worse that he got a VIVID image from Scarjak’s own thoughts. Sometimes reading minds was a horrible mistake “ eck why would i do that? i’m protecting these people not killing them “ He explained as he walked across the palace floor, his tails swaying behind him. “ I could if i wanted “ He admitted pointing at the canine and his body ripped itself apart flying in all directions before a red wave sot through the room. The blood and gore stopped half way before reassembling itself back together. The canine looked confused but completely fine. 

“ I don’t need to though, simply altering there perception is enough… in my Utopia everyone is happy, is no sorrow, no sadness… Drugs aren’t as blissful as what i offer…”

“ still i find it strange that you appear like knuckles… but you clearly are not, your mind is masked from me, outside of surface thoughts. Who are you really…and what are you doing here …” 

“Oh now that’s more like it!” He quickly flipped upward in a sitting position, like he was now sitting on an invisible arm chair and on the edge of his seat. But then Tails quickly reassembled the canine and Scarjak huffed with an eye roll at the choice made by the fox. “I guess that was still cool, but just for a second” Remarked the echidna as he went to sip from hist goblet again. He also felt the other one of supreme power probing around his mind, but he was confident he wouldn’t get too deep in there.

“Who am I really? Well if you go back far enough I was Knuckles the echidna, then I was known as Scarlet for a while before I imbued myself with half the soul of an ancient echidna deity named Enerjak. The other half of his soul I imprisoned in a masked helmet” He explained rather briefly, purposely not giving up many details of his origins as he floated there and enjoyed another savory taste of his wine.

“I was just sitting in my throne in boredom when I felt a strange but rather stunningly powerful signal, something close to chaos energy but different. I had to see what it was for myself. But now that I’m here, I can tell it’s coming from that thing” He pointed at the ruby Tails wore on his chest. “It’s much more powerful than a single chaos emerald. And since you’re a Tails I must ask... Did you somehow create it?” 

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The Fox boy watched with his hands behind his back as had an amused smile, was something off about this knuckles. He motioned with his hand “ nothing serious, deviations from the program… here in my utopia i kept a strict regime “ He explained as the Hawk read the crimes, “ You stand accused, of defying the program, of speaking ill of our lord and savior, of aiding the resistance “ Spoke the Hawk “ how shall our lord punish you “ Asked the hawk to Miles.

“ Reformat them… “

He spoke with a smile as a second Miles appeared over them seeming to almost glitch into existence. He touched there cheeks as they screamed and begged for mercy, but none were given, as he manipulated there minds, crushing there wills and made them smiling and joyful servants.

“ It’s better to make a loyal dog then a useless corpse…”

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With the silent permission to stay Scarjak reached back into a portal to pull his shiny silver goblet of wine through, so he could have a nice drink during the show which he didn't take his eyes off. This guy was going to face a brutal execution, or so the echidna thought as he took liberty to float on his side as if lying down and keeping his head propped up on his hand. Reformat? That was an odd word, he mused and sipped his wine as Tails dished out the punishment. "Aw, I would have exploded him in super  slow motion. That always gets the best screams" The echidna seemed kind of childish in the manner of which he pouted about things not going the way he had hoped. 

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Feisty new pet

A-bitter-resentment

How had he gotten here? Hell, where was he? Scourge was delirious, still coming off of whatever had been in that drink he’d had back at the bar. Had he passed out at the bar?

Speaking of, why was he so uncomfortable? Blinking his eyes didn’t help with the blur that currently occupied his vision, he could barely move his lids. And upon attempting to move, he realized he was bound, and the dark blur, was in fact, a blindfold. His breath hitched sharply, mouth dry and tongue thick in his mouth. A gag too, huh? A strip of cloth, if the dryness was anything to go by. His muscles all rippled as he shifted, testing his bonds.

A sudden, sharp, bright light temporarily blinded him, Scourge blinking rapidly against the onslaught of the stage lights in his face, a booming voice over a loud speaker shaking him from his daze. The blindfold had been removed.

“A fine specimen of hedgehog. It’s been determined that the vibrant green quills, are in fact, completely natural. Not dyed! Now, this one has quite the set of fangs, so buyers should be forewarned.”

His muzzle crinkled in a snarl, the gag removed, only for the hedgehog to snap his fangs at the nearest fingers and tear away a chunk of flesh. There was a cry, and then a sharp pain as a slap nearly sent him sprawling across the stage, save for the hands catching his shoulders to keep him upright.

Whatever they had given him, kept his muscles weak, Scourge unable to properly put up a fight against these fuckers. But it wasn’t for lack of trying.

“And a mean streak it seems! This one’s a firecracker! Only for those not faint of heart~!” Called the auctioneer. Blood dripped from the hedgehog’s chin as he spat the wad of flesh off to the side, landing on the stage with a sickening splat, his vision clearing. But the faces of those around him were all unrecognizable. And that’s when he noticed the varying masks. A slave trade market? He drew in a harsh breath as reality sank in, ears pinning back and a feral snarl tearing from his throat.

“I will fucking kill every single-..pwafgh!!?”

At once, the gag was replaced, effectively silencing his beginning tirade. And then the opening bid began. Dread settled in Scourge’s stomach like a lead weight, nausea mounting in his gut as those out in the dim audience began to lift their cards and hands with their bids.

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Scarjak looked around the place and sighed. A room full of boring rich suits all mingling in multiple groups, surrounding him in similar conversation. The echidna himself was actually dressed in a slim cut fashionable suit, but he would never blend in with this crowd’s ideas or want to in the first place. These people were cowardice scum who lived double lives, trying to maintain an angelic image for friends and family or social benefit. They were constantly lying about who they were until the few hours they get to spend with their black market buddies who are exactly like them... Well at least that’s how the disguised echidna saw it anyway. 

“If you’re going to be evil, wear it on your fucking sleeve, retched pansy ass piles of garbage” His eye twitched in disgruntlement as he said it through clenched teeth and several men looked at him before they backed slightly further away.  Of course it didn’t surprise Scarjak how they reacted to mild confrontation. Frightened wannabe scum bags were always only worth what they weigh.

Maybe this was a stupid idea he began to think back on his reasoning for coming to such a place. He gathered he was here because he was looking for a new pet. Sure it was an easy task to find one himself, but finding one that actually had quality to it was a lot more of an ordeal. Thus he decided to check out an actual high class black market which he heard only auctions off prime quality products. 

On top of that he also had a curiosity to settle, as he wanted to see what went on in these types of places. He was glad he didn’t have high hopes for the other guests, since there was nothing interesting about any one of them.  In fact, he was getting quite bored as he stood there with a plastic little sign in his hand. Truth be told, he was getting upset at the reality of needing to stay grounded at the moment. There was nothing he wanted to do more than float, it was an actual struggle.

Thankfully his attention had been ripped away from the quandaries of wanting to float around, to the scene that was taking place up on stage. A green hedgehog filled with snarling anger was rushed out into view of the crowd, clearly having severely bit a handler mere seconds ago. “Ohhh, now he looks like fun” The echidna now had his eyes set on the prize and he was glad he came.

The auctioneer had started with the opening bid and Scarjak let a few numbers roll up the price, before he stood up on a chair and interjected the back and forth. “Excuse me, yes! Mr. Auction man, you can just sign this sexy green piece of meat over to me right now because these pathetic bidders don’t stand a chance. You see, that boy belonged to me the very second I laid my eyes on him.” Of course he realized the auctioneer and the rest of the crowd would be puzzled and annoyed with him. But he was going to enjoy his time messing with them until he would eventually take what he wanted by force and leave this place in blood soaked shambles.

“Wrap him up with a nice big bow for me too, why don’t you?”

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Scarjak shrugged, showing disinterest “Well I don’t know about that, but it seems you’re currently beating me in the department of being a rude dick” He chortled and drank more of his wine, extending a pinky for added and exaggerated class.

Blackout approached Scarjak, "So... This is definitely the wrong Scarlet. The scarlet I know doesnt eminate power like that..."

“You speak of my younger alter” The echidna replied with a small smirk “Don’t be fooled, he could very well become what I have… in time. ”

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“I know these games” Scoffed the echidna, swirling his glass around “I’ll not let some random mortal get a rise out of me.

Do you see strings attached to my limbs that I’m blind to? I am no one’s puppet... unless I discover my husband has some kind of weird marionette fetish” He muttered under his breath.

Blackout approached Scarjak, "So... This is definitely the wrong Scarlet. The scarlet I know doesnt eminate power like that..."

“You speak of my younger alter” The echidna replied with a small smirk “Don’t be fooled, he could very well become what I have… in time. ”

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“Blah blah blah, whatever, I don’t care” He just sipped from a glass of red wine which had an accompanying faint  scent of blood. 

Blackout approached Scarjak, "So... This is definitely the wrong Scarlet. The scarlet I know doesnt eminate power like that..."

“You speak of my younger alter” The echidna replied with a small smirk “Don’t be fooled, he could very well become what I have… in time. ”

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Blackout approached Scarjak, "So... This is definitely the wrong Scarlet. The scarlet I know doesnt eminate power like that..."

“You speak of my younger alter” The echidna replied with a small smirk “Don’t be fooled, he could very well become what I have... in time. ”

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“Oh fuck it. I’m tired of dealing with the likes of you” Scarjak growled and started floating off to a window which opened to allow him to hover through. “Follow me with your salty ass and you’ll get your stupid fucking lava back. ... I can just make another one anyway” 

"You!" iblis hissed as he appeared out of a fire place. "Give me black my lake!" -iblisechidna

Scarjak snorted and folded his arms as he floated before the other “Your lake? Peh! I don’t see your name on it”

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Scarjak snorted and sneered with distaste for the manner in which he was being disrespected by the dark deity. “Actually I’m the top in the relationship. But that’s neither here nor there because it’s none of your fucking business.

And so what if I was once a mortal? At least I can enjoy some carnal delights in my eternity and not wallow in perpetual dickless ire”

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His bluff was called and it annoyed him to no end, like he needed the damn castle loitering around in his realm. He could steal the lava, but then shadows and light do not mix and lava was a key source of light itself. He looked further annoyed and snapped his fingers again, and the shadows faded from around the palace. He lowered his arms to his sides though, and let his lips curl into an almost sinister smile. “ Husband? oh how delicious… the God of Chaos has a heart after all… or perhaps that bag of flesh has more influence over you then you know “ he was practically taunting the god with words filled with Venom. “ But a husband? i am curious now… “ He tapped his crystalline jawline. “ Does the god of chaos, the great enerjak take it from behind? oh how humiliating…  what would the other gods say…  Enerjak, he knows how to take as good as he gets “ That hollow sarcastic laugh was as earie as they came.

“ Hmhmhm… how the mighty have fallen… ahh what was i asking about again? “

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The goddess floats around , letting a bored sight. Was kind of place was this? The one designing such a world had really little sense of style ! "Oh, my poor, poor eyes ! This sight is such a pain to behold !" She bemoaned as she hovered on "next time, I better choose someplace better than that for my vacations "

Scarjak raised a brow as he felt a presence nearby which was as powerful as his own. “What the fuck” He dropped his coffee, alarmed and teleported to the location of the intruder “Who the fuck are you and why do you intrude here?!” He shouted, even before seeing the other

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Sorry everyone, making major progress in Bloodborne

Can’t stop now 

Only when I experience a major defeat DX

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“Oh I’m sorry, do you not speak English?” The echidna was getting rather aggravated with this whole ordeal over his castle and lake of lava, and it wasn’t helping to see his palace being consumed in the shroud of shadows.

“What part of I created this fucking lake of lava out of stone all on my own don’t you deaf fucking pricks understand? I’m not returning shit to Iblis because I didn’t take anything of his to begin with!

Go ahead and do whatever the fuck you want with my Hellish palace, I’ll just conjure a new one. My husband’s not home anyway”

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Mephiles didn’t appear to amused, but really he found whole situation comical “ So that is how you wish to play the game? “ He crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head to the side. “ such a strange being, i’ve heard so much about… To be fair i expected you to be taller…” He chuckled softly. He pointed toward the great castle of Enerjak’s “ nice place… did you let a child decorate it? “ He asked off offhandedly. He snapped his fingers and shadows around the castle began to shift and bubble “ Still if you won’t return it i’ll just have to take something to compensate… “ He said in a very casual tone as the Castle started to sink into the shadows and into his shadow realm.  “ see… unlike Iblis i don’t ask twice….” He said with a sinister tone as his muzzle stretched into what was possibly a smile.

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“Oh my, was someone messing about with alchemy and decide to transmute crystal meth with Shadow?” The echidna snickered cruelly.

“No. I will not return jack squat because it’s rightfully mine. 

Now tell your little butt buddy to stop being salty and build his own fucking domain”

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“ Would you Kindly Return Iblis’s Lake… i wish not to hear him stomp around the castle, speaking such foul words… i Dislike getting involved in these petty affairs, but it is impossible to concentrate with all the yelling… “

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“If you’re implying a threat against my husband you best be prepared for a war” Scarjak snarled and floated around to the front of the other “I don’t take kindly to threats like that... You better retract your words and acknowledge you’re just a salty bitch about this whole thing. 

I mean what? The oh so powerful Iblis can’t make his own Hellish palace?” He mocked

"You!" iblis hissed as he appeared out of a fire place. "Give me black my lake!" -iblisechidna

Scarjak snorted and folded his arms as he floated before the other “Your lake? Peh! I don’t see your name on it”

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"So what are you anyways ? A god in need of followers, or another emo with magic powers and a thirst for blood ?"

“Bitch, I’m too metal to be a pussy little emo” He snorted