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evilmoka · 2 years
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Spoopy sketch
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poxyloxyl · 1 year
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They just chillin'
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knuckie-head · 6 months
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Pixel artists of Tumblr, how do I draw pixel art!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️
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chrisacloudlover · 1 year
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Im having fun, cuz why not
<_>"
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secttfan · 8 months
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Tails' Resprite is Done!
After about a month of on and off work, the resprite for Tails has been finished!
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Art by @beluharts
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eliasbell23 · 4 months
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Tails...
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chioriokiller · 2 months
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sharks3ye · 9 months
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mb i forgot to post have exe tails (i drew sonic too but like 😭😭 he didnt turn out too good so uhm scrap that
hes so circly
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zaccosnacco · 3 months
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Guys its my scraggly rat looking Tail.exe
Blood warning,,
He drops rings when you beat him up, thats your random funfact of the day
Also he’s actually sonic, trust- he just grew another tail
(If you wanna know more about him my asks are open)
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avthegoof · 11 months
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“HEAVEN IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT.”
raria owned by me.
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webbyghost · 9 months
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Went to the bootleg toy store in the mall the other day
Beasties. What the hell is this lmao
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poxyloxyl · 1 year
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Russian meme "Fuck, this blog has heavy energy. The aura here is some kind of dark, goddamn it"
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knuckie-head · 4 months
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CASINO SAYZ DESIGNS YAY
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evilmoka · 1 year
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beluharts · 11 months
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Things are coming along!!!
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I love how they look I honestly don't think I could do more.
Egg and Knux have been started but no revealing them until I have them done :>
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divtanver · 8 months
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Some random AU idea what appeared in my head while working
Part One: Homecoming
The flash from the explosion of the collapsing structure brought Tails back to his senses, getting up from the iron floor, he rushed to the exit where Sonic was already waiting for him. On tired legs, he approached him and stopped, something prevented him from moving on. Strange pressure from the inside. Looking down, Tails saw a hand plunging into his chest. Light from the pre-exit lamp intensified and reflected the shadow spreading out in a contented grimace.
"I'm sorry, little buddy, but our paths diverge here" Reached clouded by shock mind
Something crunched inside. Vision went dark. The legs gave way and the limp body fell down like a stone. But the expected slap did not reach his ears. Tails continued to fall from the seemingly ledge that appeared under his feet straight into the abyss, accompanied by mocking laughter and a crazy smile. Soon, figure with the heart clenched in his hand went behind the disappearing horizon, taking with him the last dim rays of light.
Betrayed and terrified, Tails was heading into the oldest of the layers of reality. To a place beyond the domain of time and space, where is nothing but emptiness that hides its secrets behind a black canvas, where new visitors have been waiting for so long. However, he was not the only one who was honored to feel the local hospitality, and soon hundreds of souls joined him, some of whom he could even recognize. Their distorted faces begged him for help, but he could do nothing but watch their minds slide into madness. Many eons he spend in this place, knowing its cruel nature, the methods of sadistic enjoyment of its inhabitants. Unbearable torment and despair under the pressure of endless pain turned into hatred and hope that one day he would be able to give the prisoners of this place the long-awaited freedom, become a sword that would slay the creator of this place. Tails needed only one chance, just one cog that would set the whole mechanism in motion...
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A lonely wind wandered through the ruined city, with its cold blows it dispersed yellowed news leaflets from time to time through the deserted streets, one of which crashed into a pole stuck to it exposing the text.
TRAGEDY AT EGGPERIAL CITY
Collapse of the Eggman tower takes 63 lives, including recovery member Miles "Tails" Prower and evil genius Ivo "Eggman" Robotnik. Investigation into the causes of this incident is still underway, however, some detectives claim that there is indirect evidence of sabotage, but this has not yet been officially confirmed.
From a slight shaking, a small hole appeared on the road and a newspaper sheet detached from its support and drifted further along the air waves. Meanwhile, barely noticeable cracks began to spread in the asphalt, which eventually grew into one pit from which a black hand, shackled with a broken chain, climbed out of it and grabbed a lamppost and pulled the rest of the body, which red hands grabbed from the hole. From this touch, the lamp began to flicker, revealing a creature coming out of the darkness, woven of smoking stone and small lights instead of eyes. After leaving the crevice, it turned around and tried to pull out a few more, but the wormhole quickly chartered itself by cutting off the half-emerged arm without leaving a trace on the road. Cursing, the creature let go of a stump and began to look around.
It stood at an intersection barely illuminated by the rare rays of the sun, clouds stained with the blood of victims of a new era floated overhead, somewhere behind the dilapidated buildings, an unnaturally blue lightning struck with a bright flash. Lowering its gaze down again, the creature looked at the back of the palm on which the mark of the fugitive was slowly emerging, the fingers were cooling down, which made it increasingly difficult to move them.
"This body won't last long, I need to find a replacement," It thought to itself, closed eyes and pressed finger to temple.
Darkness engulfed everything around, but some time later a broken newspaper vending machine appeared in its borders. Opening eyes, the creature headed towards and began to move his palm over a pile of crumpled papers. The sent signal returned and the hand instantly grabbed the fragment of the sheet that came across.
FAREWELL TO THE HERO
This morning, accompanying procession brought the body of Miles "Tails" Prower to the Alley of Fame for burial, a queue formed at the entrance of those wishing to see the fallen legend for the last time, but several close friends of the deceased were not among them. Conspiracy theorists are speculating about the connection between the incident in the tower and this case.
The path was marked, now reunion is only a matter of time that going away with the warmth.
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Among the many tombstones with familiar names, the sight of which evoked unpleasant memories, one marble with a smiling face reflected the figure of an uninvited guest.
Rest in peace Miles "Tails" Prower.
The letters were gray with ash. Without wasting time in vain, the creature began to dig up the grave with its bare paws and, having scribbled on the wooden lid, stopped. Behind the half-open door of the coffin lay the creature's native body. Having thrown the corpse behind its back, it jumped out of the dug hole in one leap and laid the remains on the ground and began to examine them. The body was quite well preserved, only a tear sewn with barely noticeable threads was visible on the chest - a painful reminder of the reason for his rebirth. Kneeling down and putting its hand on the face of the corpse, it closed eyes and, uttering unintelligible words, plunging fingers into the eye sockets. A faded glow began to emanate from the creature, which, swirling in the limbs, passed into the fingers and penetrated into the trembling body. A few minutes later, the light disappeared into the depths of the corpse, the stone creature fully petrified and began to crumble into dust from another puff of wind.
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Gloomy stars appeared under Tails' slowly opened eyes, the body resisted rigor mortis and moved its limbs with a crunch in an attempt to stand up, the seams slightly parted and broken ribs could barely be traced through them. The living corpse rose from the frozen ground and, spilling out the loose soil accumulated in its mouth, moved deeper into the dead city towards the answer to its question: "So who you really are, Sonic?".
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