#dive2themellow

[silver-heroes-rp]

Starter for @dive2themellow

Shard doesn't like being out in public while he's in the past. So, instead he takes his time blasting circles around familiar spots at top speeds no one would be able to get a clear look at him with.

Right now, he's doing the loops in Green Hill repeatedly, enjoying the rush of it all. All of the loops where he's from are snowed over, so he can't do them as cleanly as he's able to here. He's even got an internal timer going, seeing if he can't beat his times from one end of the track to the other.

Though in the middle of one of his runs, something just as fast as he is seems to come out of nowhere, down the opposite side of the track. They crash into each other with a loud BANG!

Shard gets sent back a few feet, before jumping to his feet and angrily shouting at whoever was standing in the way of his time trial.

"Hey! Watch where you're-!"

"...oh."

[spirestar]

@dive2themellow : you’re still here? it’s over! (sonic for metal KSJDHFKJSDFKHJSD)

Over. Over? Exactly what is over?

> Negative. The objective < kill Sonic the Hedgehog > has not been fulfilled, so nothing is over.

>> Negative. Why should Sonic the Hedgehog get to decide when things are over?

Metal Sonic doesn't need to argue with Sonic. He isn't interested in it. Right now, he only wants to kick him so hard in the head that the thing spins around like a Badnik's can--And kills him. Metal Sonic stands from where he landed only moments ago, dust and other metal debris left behind from destroyed Eggtech, and flexes his razor sharp fingers, wrists spinning as he acclimates to the damage done to him by his enemies. Over.

">>Negative," he finally verbalizes the same command he's been running simultaneous to his recovery processors. That he's been using to fuel them, even (though that's likely not even possible). His right leg is stable again already from where it was blasted out of joint. No, he won't be left in a heap of parts this time. His double can't have his way. "You know my function." A pause as his other wrist whirs back into place threateningly; Where the next words come from exactly, he can't pinpoint: "You are not over, so it is not over."

[shadowsceptered]

@dive2themellow SAID: i'll go where you lead me. (sonic? idk lol. Dive2themellow)

He so did enjoy this little chess game. One needed the passing entertaintment amidst all of his hard work, and no one quite did it as much as that blathering scientist and his opposition. Mephiles has no interest to help Sonic at all, unless it’s out of entertainment alone. And he is… so bored. As eventful as time travel could be, striking bargains across the timestream has become something tedious until he finds some sort of second-hand amusement.

Of course, when you tread too far for that telenova, it’s as flippantly reckless as a god’s hubris. Right now, he’d rather Sonic not see him. Not in a shambles caused by the good Doctor.

“ Truthfully? “ he asks, distrustful. After all, there’s always an ulterior. “ Would you not sooner see me rot? “

[yourflame]

@dive2themellow said: ❛ you’re never gonna find peace, you know that? ❜ (dive2themellow ; sonic for shadow but HE MEANS THIS IN A WAY LIKE U GOTTA ROLL W THE PUNCHES...but he's sonic so he's bad at being normal heart)

❝ Wow. Such a way with words. ❞ Shadow replies, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Ugh, how'd he even find me? Interrupting the Ultimate Lifeform's brooding and perhaps in the rudest way, too. That's Sonic. He doesn't look over at his rival, posture still and statue like with arms folded over his chest. He doesn't wait for the other to respond either, not having the patience for Sonic's games right now. ❝ What do you want, Sonic? ❞

[badnikbreaker]

@dive2themellow : we all thought shadow was making you up. (knuckles for maria! ; dive2themellow) / accepting!

It's probably a joke. Maria thinks it must be — maybe Knuckles is trying to make her feel better. She's sure her nerves are more than apparent. She just...wants so badly for all of Shadow's friends to like her. She wants to fit in with them. She wants to have more ties to this world and this time than just Shadow — who she adores, but with whom things remain a little complicated and maybe always will — and Sonic — who she's coming to love, but who, she senses, it might be foolish to depend on in the way she wants to. She smiles, a little nervous, at the quip she's deciding to process as a joke because if she thinks too hard about the mechanics of Maria - as - a - fantasy versus Maria - as - a - copy ( both marias that don't exist, or at least don't any longer ) she'll start crying. She just built herself tear ducts and hasn't had enough time to test them fully yet, and she'd rather not do so now.

"Hah — I kind of felt the same way, actually!" She feels herself putting on the sweet girl voice, friendly and playful and unchallenging, to cover the nerves. She tries to adjust back to her natural inflection when she speaks again, but she's not sure what that is. She's not even sure if the words she's saying are true or if they just feel like the right thing to say. "Sonic and Shadow told me so much about all of you, but I never got to meet any of you...so I wondered if maybe they were teasing me."

[silver-heroes-rp]

Shard is now stuck in Sonic's body, and it is NOT helping his complex at all.

Also he might be having a sensory overload. That too. Probably why he's so quiet.

( @dive2themellow )

UH OH!

Swapper has just swapped your muse's body with the body of the last muse you wrote with!

[fortruechaos]

archie has so many good characters in it that are never gonna see the light of day again i will literally speedrun explaining a characters backstory and motivations to anyone if it means someone will pick them up and write them and give them characterization and writing they deserve

[spirestar-muses]

SONIC DOSSIER

NAME: sonic! SPECIES: hedgehog AGE: approx. 24 GENDER: calls himself "just a guy" and that's about it PRONOUNS: he/him SEXUALITY: bisexual ALLIANCES: team sonic, the freedom fighters, the restoration

ABOUT MY PORTRAYAL

my version of sonic the hedgehog is based heavily off several sources, the major ones being archie sonic, sonic adventure 1&2, sonic heroes, sonic forces, and sonic frontiers. i do treat all the events of the games as canon while combining them with some events of the archie sonic canon, both pre-sgw and post. no archie-universe family & backstory for sonic, but important events are taken into account as part of his experiences, just like important events of the games (meeting sally, saving amy, meeting shadow, etc.)

my sonic will probably be a bit more rude and mean than the current sonic canon; i really like how big of a bitch he is in archie LMAO but he's still going to have his heart underneath obviously. half the time he's not even trying to be mean, that's just kind of how he sounds! which doesn't mean he can't hurt people's feelings--he's just still not intending to in the same way canon-typical sonic rarely is intending to, too.

if a mun wants to have a pre-sgw interaction with my sonic, just let me know! otherwise, i'll keep stuff vague on that front and treat it as if sonic struggles to remember those events. for archie muses, we can decide in dms whether he is your muse's pre/post-sgw sonic or not. since my sonic isn't archie sonic 100%, he's still experiencing the events of the games, that's something i'd like to leave up to plotting conversations.

another important note: a plotted idea for my sonic's forces experience is that mecha sally was used to imprison him when she was deployed by eggman. i won't apply this widely w/ characters who have no affiliation with archie lore / have no , but it will be important for my sonic because his relationship with sally (@/dive2themellow) is really important to him (both platonic and romantic). eventually i'll get a rough timeline of differences for my sonic posted on here under a cut below ^_^

[silver-heroes-rp]

Shard is no longer jealous of organics.

There is a TASTE in his MOUTH and it feels DRY and GROSS all at the same time, while his audio censors pick up noise that his circuits can't process, because there's no readouts telling him what it is he's experiencing, it's just happening. His skin is soft and fleshy and pressed against the ground with numerous individual quills that are splayed out in multiple uncomfortable directions due to how he crumpled to the ground the moment things got to be too much for him.

The light shining in his eyes is bright, but he can't dim down his optical sensors no matter what he does so it just hurts. And that's what pain feels like, huh? He hates it. He can't calculate or analyze anything, things just happen, and he can't keep up with it.

"Mmmmgh." is the only vocalization he can manage, because even the act of talking requires that breathing thing organics do, and he's gotta get the hang of the unpleasant sensation if he wants to keep the body he's currently residing in alive. Stopping the breathing thing is even worse than doing it.

He's never going to take his lack of senses in his proper body for granted again.

( @dive2themellow because I wanted to go more in depth about a robot suddenly becoming a more organic being lmao )

[spirestar]

"I think we're going to need to make the kind of bread you can knead. And punch. Not banana."

[shadowsceptered]

@dive2themellow SAID: " what are you working on ? " (dive2themellow – tikal!)

A blink as he jumps back in surprise at the sudden voice—a fact unsettling as he regards Tikal with a uneasy quirk of his brow, before huffing and turning away. The pathetic flame in his hands dissipates, and he immediately steps away from her. He is not open to sharing his plans, or his capabilities. If he is not lucky, she will see both… and sooner alert the main hurdles in his plans. He tosses a Chaos Emerald into pocket space, and as it disappears into a portal, he turns back to her with narrowed eyes.

“ Something for my eyes only, “ he shoots back maliciously, regarding her warily as he banishes the portal. “ … how long have you been standing there? “

What? He can’t help but ask.

[synxis]

         Fang snorts at her grimace, waving his hand nonchalantly. "Yeah, whatever. Ain't my business to know yours. As long as I get first pick, I don't care what you do." How long this deal would go on for depended on how precious the intel was -- but those were details they could iron out later.

         "See? I can be play nice when I fuckin' feel like it. Treat me right, and I treat you." His good eye narrows at her. "But don't get any ideas and go runnin' off without paying what's owed, cause guaran-fuckin-tee all that charity will dry up real quick. Got it?"

         And the deal was done. Just in time, too. A cigarette and a shot of tequila would treat him right, he decided. Tapping the bar, he slides over a tenner, busying himself with lighting a smoke. "Make it two." With business out of the way, Fang allows himself to relax somewhat, exhaling his deep drag off to the side.

         He grins wryly at her question. Ah, yes, his partner. Business partner, or something more? Fang and the polar bear were attached at the hip, and had been for years. They did everything together, jobs, travel, hunkering down when things got too hot. Fang was aware of the rumours regarding the two of them, he just didn't care enough to give them any thought. He was tickled people gave a damn in the first place. "Bark. Big guy keeps me focused, I guess." It was a more charitable way to describe their dynamic without getting into details. Bark was really the only consistent thing about Fang, the only person he's been able to keep around longer than a few months.

         Their drinks are poured, and Fang reaches for the salt, prepping his shot. "What about you, Ribbon? Still runnin' with that asshole? What's-his-name — Scrunge?" Licking the back of his hand, he downs the shot in one go, then biting into the lime. Yum. "Or did you finally come to your senses and go solo?"

Fiona can only wince again when Fang teases her for not having the cash on her. And puts her purse back into her pants pocket. Damn. It's been too long since she was the one belittling people for not having enough cash on them to afford her services. Nic was always better at that shit than she was though. A painful grimace-attempting-to-be-salvaged-into-a-smile rises to her features when Fang suddenly claps her shoulder and squeezes. Ouch! But again she needs him to like her, so she sucks a breath in through her grimace-grin and holds it until he removes his hand and leans back in his seat.

"I'm--so glad you understand," the fox manages, rubbing her now-sore shoulder with her other arm. She has to take a bit to think Fang's offer over though. Fiona might not be a bounty hunter anymore but she does know exactly what's "in" and what's "out" for that line of work; she knows where to cast her ears and which people to swindle and who to bribe. She hates the idea of giving Fang all that intel without being paid for it, it isn't exactly easy to get...but she can't afford him any other way. And maybe one day he'll see the worth of her and her information and turn it into a real 'partnership' if she pulls her strings in the right way. Ultimately Fiona's priority right now is just getting that stupid crocodile and his lackeys off her back.

"Yeah sure, what the hell... but don't come crying to me if the same thing that happened to the Chaotix happens to you, ok?! You're a bounty hunter so you oughta understand just how important it is for me to get paid. I sell all the same shit to everyone--you'll just get it before GUN or the Chaotix do. Is that cool?" She knows she's not really in a position to make demands but she hopes Fang will at least understand, if not on a moral level but a bounty hunter to information broker level. "...Just curious, who's your partner? Oh, bartender? Get me another tequila shot."

[yourflame]

HEY WHAT THE FUCK.

[badnikbreaker]

@dive2themellow : "Well personally I'd trade this world for my old one in a heartbeat. Lotta bad memories there but at least everyone knew what they were doing when they ruined my life. Or who I was when I ruined theirs. Here it's all smiles and that's it. I hate it."

It feels a little like looking at herself — if with significantly worse fashion sense. Forcibly torn from your own war - torn world and dropped in one that is cleaner, safer, better in many ways — but which still isn't home, and never will be. She even understands, on some level, the frustration with the all - smiles part. It feels...shallow, somehow, sometimes. Pretending everything is easy and good when it isn't, or at least it shouldn't be.

There are differences, of course — Fiona is self - pitying and determined to stay miserable. She'd rather lash out at everyone else, even if that meant she stayed pathetic and unhappy, than make her life better if a better life might mean fewer opportunities to hurt others. Sonia can't begin to understand that. It reminds her a little of Manic, at the beginning, but he'd come out of it with time. She doubts Fiona would let herself.

Still. They're probably the only people who could come close to understanding the other's situation. She'll take what she can get.

"Yeah — same, probably, if for different reasons." She sips on her bubble tea. "It's so weird to look at somebody you know and have them not know you, right? Like, c'mon, you want me dead back home and now we're talking like normal? But you don't even exist in this universe, so why would they know you? Shit sucks."

[spirestar]

Blink, blink. Okay. Well. Amy nods along as Fiona speaks, making suitable reactionary expressions all along. And they're absolutely genuine about it, too. They don't know Fiona very well but, in typical Amy fashion, they'd like to. It's not surprising that most Mobians are struggling; They've been lucky enough to be in the epicenter of so many of the world's recent events, that they've been, for lack of a better description, taken care of. They haven't had to worry about managing their money or keeping up with bills--They've been helping give them out to whoever they can in the Restoration. People helping people, even her. It's a privileged position, really. It hasn't been easy at all, but that doesn't give Amy any less of a perspective shift from listening to Fiona.

Lots of work to do still, it sounds like. Fiona seems like the working alone type, though. She probably won't agree to stay with the Restoration even if Amy asks. So, instead, she says, "That sucks." Unhelpful, but Amy likes conversations like this. She's chatty, but just as good at listening. "Vector's not the best at bookkeeping--I'll call Espio, though." The chameleon can be just as bad, but he's also very susceptible to being bothered when it's Amy nagging him. "You work at the makeup counter there?" She reaches for her own milkshake, hoping to prompt Fiona into complaining some more: "Do they still hide back-stock from floor staff?" Amy used to part-time in the homeware department there. Many an Amy vendetta can be sourced back to her time there.

Fiona is entertaining herself through Amy's annoying niceties by stabbing the ice cream with her straw. "Ugh."

"Well for one thing, those two-bit detectives never pay me enough--and they never pay on time, either. They're just lucky I'm damn good at my job." At least GUN always paid on time and usually for double the price! Bounty hunting back home really helped out Fiona's 'career'; relearning this world's nooks and crannies hadn't been so difficult once she learned which parts of her Zone had been expunged and which had somehow been lucky enough to exist beyond the Wave. There are lots of differences, but there are just as many similarities. So Fiona has a bit of an advantage compared to many of the people waltzing around this Mobius. "Next time you see Vector, tell him Fiona Fox wants her payment up front in cold-hard-cash."

She sticks the straw in her mouth, lips pursing around it for a moment, then takes a long sip. "And the department store's complainin' about sales. If you need a new eyeshadow, do a girl a favor and swing by the JC Penguin's on 31st, 'kay?" In short: not great, Amy!

[fortruechaos]

Just speeding on by to say Croquette Bomber is awesome and Shadow is a loser for thinking spindashing is uncool ok cya!