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finkthecobra · 3 years
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people still do that whole "my interpretation/version/redesign of Sonic" thing, yeah? 
I've done this a few times in the past but I wanted to do it again, give him a fresh look. Still going with the punk aesthetic because I think it suits my vision of Sonic. Blue arms from Boom, the ol' quill mohawk and red eyes from some old modern Sonic concept art that gave Sonic flames on his belly. 
I like my Sonic with bite so I gave him Fleetway Sonic's personality(and very strong brow). I like Sonic best when he's a flawed hero. Less kid's cartoon oneliners and power of friendship and more bossy, arrogant, cocky and rude. He's still a hero and he still cares about his friends but he's immature, as teenagers can be, and can't really express his emotions. 
Left is my color palette, middle is Modern Sonic's palette and right is Classic
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finkthecobra · 3 years
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Name: Ousmane the Octopus
Gender: male
Age: 46
Birthday: May 8th
Birthplace: Blue Marine Zone
Locations Visited: Blue Marine Zone, Turquoise Hill Zone, Bridge Zone, Starlight Zone, Scrap Brain Zone, Underground Transport Line South, Glimmer Bay, Turtle Bay, Mirror Lake, Emerald Beach
Sexuality: straight
Alignment: Lawful Neutral 
Natural Abilities: excellent swimmer, able to climb up surfaces using his suckers, high intelligence 
Developed Abilities: enhanced sight in right eye, able to emit powerful electric pulses from his augmented brain 
Natural Weaknesses: lacks combat knowledge, slow moving
Developed Weaknesses: sensitivity to electromagnetic pulses, weakness in organic body parts, prone to infections near cybernetic implantation sites, extended usage of EMP nodes can damage/temporarily disable his cybernetics 
Weapon: EMP nodes located on the underside of roboticized tentacles and the palm of his hand, can be used to temporarily incapacitate robots, electrocute organic foes at close range and generate a powerful electric current to destroy machinery in close proximity 
OPENING RECORD: SBZ-1707R-6631
PRISONER SBZ-1707R-6631
DOB: 08-05-19XX
HEIGHT: 1.2m
WEIGHT: 37kg
SPECIES: ENTEROCTOPUS DOFLEINI 
FILE DATE: 17-07-20XX
OFFENSES: CIVIL DISOBEDIENCE, RESISTING ARREST, TRESPASSING
PHYSICAL ASSESSMENT: ADEQUATE 
SENTENCE: ROBOTICIZATION 
STATUS OF ROBOTICIZATION: INCOMPLETE 
TRACKING CHIP IMPLANTATION: COMPLETE
CEREBRAL AUGMENTATION: COMPLETE
CARDIOPULMONARY BIOPROSTHETIC IMPLANTATION: COMPLETE
LIMB AMPUTATION: INCOMPLETE 
TRANSRADIAL PROSTHESIS IMPLANTATION: INCOMPLETE
OPTICAL AUGMENTATION: COMPLETE
REACTOR IMPLANTATION: COMPLETE 
EMP NODE TESTING: INCOMPLETE 
NOTES: Location unknown. Suspected to be among those who escaped following the sabotage and detonation of thermobaric bombs in the south armory. SWATbot enforcers are ordered to recapture the escaped prisoners ASAP.
-partially roboticized resident of Turquoise Hill Zone on South Island
-formerly a marine environment economist, was investigating an illegal waste dumping incident near one of Robotnik's many sludge spewing factories in Bridge Zone when he was shot in the left leg by a patrolling Buzz Bomber
-unable to flee, he was easily captured by SWATbots and transported to Scrap Brain Zone for imprisonment, preparation and roboticization 
-has a tattoo reading SBZ-1707R-6631, meaning he was detained in Scrap Brain Zone, captured on July 17th, intended to be roboticized and he was prisoner number 6631
-was able to escape with many others following a massive explosion from a weapons manufacturing plant nearby that blew the prison wall apart, tracking chip implanted at the base of his skull was destroyed by the electric pulses emitted by his brain, Robotnik was unable to finish testing the EMP nodes and failed to notice that the current from his brain could fry the chip after extended exposure
-fled south on foot with the rest of the escapees by following an abandoned underground transport line, was eventually able to return to Turquoise Hill Zone 
-has PTSD from his vivisection and roboticization, has invasive thoughts regarding the incident, night terrors where he's abducted and turned into a soulless shell subservient to Robotnik, has not visited Bridge Zone since the incident
-finds it very difficult to have a positive outlook on life, feels that no matter what happens, Robotnik's total rule is inevitable
-developed a coldness to others and hypervigilance, has difficulty sleeping and staying asleep
-had to move from his nice lakeside home to a filthy "scrapheap slum", a poor settlement of partially roboticized citizens, lives by himself, single, never married, no kids and uninterested
-sarcastic, dry and somewhat morbid sense of humor, flat affect might make you think he's being serious when he's being cheeky
-very well educated and articulate, was always a smart guy and prides himself in his intellect, sometimes a little too much pride
-typically well mannered and poised but impersonal
-though he's grown somewhat emotionally numb since his imprisonment, Ousmane still retains his compassion, shrewdness and gentleness deep down
-generally impatient with those who can't keep up with his brain, has trouble dumbing down his findings for others
-can be irritable and lash out at others even if they aren't the problem, prone to pushing his feelings down until they boil over in a messy outburst
-takes his work very seriously and wants to clean up South Island's bays, rivers and lakes from Robotnik's nasty power plants, garbage dumps and factories
-very insecure about his physical appearance, fears being seen as a monster, covering up does him no good due to the extent of roboticization and the eerie aqua glow of his cybernetics 
-though he retains his free will, his appearance still frightens others, citizens usually associate robots with danger and given the damage Badniks have done to the island, it's understandable that they're apprehensive
-faces discrimination from the upper class citizens of the island in places like Spring Yard Zone, Starlight Zone and Gigapolis Zone, Robotnik generally spares the rich so he can have secure funding, they're left alone as long as they provide Robotnik with money
-fancies himself a synchronized swimming enthusiast, used to be on his school's team as a teenager, also enjoys reading, building model ships and collecting seashells 
-EMP nodes and augmented brain are somewhat unstable, occasionally gets hit with sudden, painful surges of electricity in his body
-cybernetic eye is equipped with night vision and infrared sensors, has a dark circle under his organic eye due to lack of sleep 
-frown lines and marionette lines, unconcerned with looking his age
-has a reactor located in the middle of his chest, able to be removed and replaced as needed
-had his arm amputated at the elbow but escaped before he could be fitted with a prosthetic
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finkthecobra · 3 years
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Might have to download the image for a better look at him
Probably my favorite Sonic OC I've made yet
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"Welcome to Green Grove Judo Academy! I am Hatori. Are you here to observe and watch the fiery determination of my students set this dojo ablaze in an exhibition match? Perhaps you're interested in classes?"
Name: Hatori the Hedgehog 
Gender: male
Sexuality: straight
Age: 55
Birthday: May 30th
Parents: Hana and Mamoru Hedgehog
Birthplace: Green Grove Zone
Current Residence: Green Grove Zone
Height: 3'2" 
Weight: 86lbs
Build: stocky and sturdily built, broad shoulders and chest with a thick waist, strong arms, thighs and calves
Alignment: Lawful Good
Occupation: martial artist 
Personality: adventurous, courageous, determined, dutiful, genuine, hardworking, honest, optimistic, self critical, ambitious, guileless, proud, stubborn, tough, boisterous, forgetful, hyperactive, loud, reckless, serious, talkative
Likes: puns, barbecue, balloon art, working out, long walks, radio dramas, playing cards, watching the sun rise, having his photo taken, karaoke, cold showers
Dislikes: sleeping late, being outsmarted, playing dirty, jumpscares, heavy metal, watching television, sticky candy, humid weather, ghosts, getting dirty
Skills: martial arts expert(aikido, tai chi, judo and kendo)
Hobbies: cooking, tennis, thrift shopping, weightlifting, jogging
Skill Type: Power
Strength: 8.5/10
Endurance: 7.5/10
Energy Projection: 0/10
Willpower: 5/10
Agility: 6/10
Intelligence: 5/10
Luck: 5/10
Charisma: 6.5/10
Transformations: none
Willingness to Fight: moderate
Willingness to Kill: nonexistent 
Willingness to Flee: low
Willingness to Surrender: low
-martial artist with an affinity for judo, knows judo, aikido, kendo and tai chi
-shonen protagonist in a grown man's body, extremely stubborn, brave to the point of borderline stupidity, hyperactive, optimistic, full of determination and doggedly loyal even if he shouldn't be
-takes himself very seriously, kinda has resting bitch face
-values honesty, dedication and hard work above all else, refuses to take the easy way even if his way is beyond esoteric 
-muscular, stocky build with a broad chest and shoulders, sturdily built with a thick waist and strong arms and legs, no back spikes
"Bodybuilders aren't as strong as you may believe. They sculpt themselves for form, not function. Their muscles are extremely defined from dehydration and starving themselves. I'm not fat. My core muscles are highly developed to protect my organs and spine during heavy lifting."
-mustache and beard are thin and well kept, hates looking unclean or lazy
-loves to eat, favorite food is braised pork ribs but isn't picky, will eat whatever's put in front of him 
-strongly believes in routine, tradition and following the rules
-well mannered and polite, if a little overbearing at first
-loud and full of spirit, will cheer you on with aggressive positivity 
-in bed at 9:30pm and up at 4:30am without fail, does not like to sleep in and waste the day
"Why are you staring at me? My training will not wait for the sun to rise! Are you telling me you lay about wasting the morning instead of getting a jumpstart on your day?"
-working out and training are his favorite things to do and take up a lot of his time but he also enjoys tennis, cooking and thrift shopping
-makes awful puns all the time
-can't sing for shit but he will still go hard at karaoke
-king of anime-esque pep talks and monologues, if you don't stop him he'll keep going for like half an hour
"Underestimating me due to my age would be a very poor decision on your part. What I lack in youth, I make up for in experience and undeniable, unbreakable spirit! My heart beats with the passion of ten, no, twenty men! The ever burning flame that is my soul cannot be extinguished by your ignorance!! I will-"
"Dude just throw a punch oh my god"
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finkthecobra · 3 years
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Name: Sidney the Skunk
Aliases: Sycamore the Skunk(birthname, don't call him this unless you really want your legs broken), Sid
Gender: male
Sexuality: gay
Age: 21
Height: 3'7"
Weight: 88lbs
Birthday: June 29th
Parents: Flora Skunk and Barkley Skunk, estranged 
Birthplace: Sunset Park Zone
Current Residence: Central City
Alignment: chaotic neutral 
Personality: confident, firm, genuine, independent, individualistic, perfectionist, realistic, shrewd, aggressive, impersonal, noncompetitive, outspoken, proud, stubborn, tough, abrasive, callous, crafty, cynical, erratic, faithless, morbid, nihilistic, rude, tactless, unfriendly 
Likes: piercings, tattoos, working out, outsider art, body horror and gore, punk rock, chicken wings, stealing, old monster movies, hanging out at the dump, bonfires, testing/annoying people, fistfights, causing trouble, black coffee, mosh pits, finding new bands to listen to, intimidating others, watching boxing matches, playing cards
Dislikes: kids, cutesy things, pastel colors, people who think piercings are unprofessional, cowards, being woken up, tryhards, authority, dogs, cold weather, tight spaces, getting wet, strong perfume, fudge, baths, stagnation, self righteousness, parties, alcohol
Fears: losing himself, guns
Skills: pickpocketing, hand to hand combat, stench spray
Skill Type: Power
Strength: 8/10
Endurance: 5/10
Energy Projection: 0/10
Willpower: 5/10
Agility: 5/10
Luck: 3/10
Intelligence: 5/10
Transformations: none
Willingness to Fight: very high
Willingness to Kill: very low
Willingness to Flee: low
Willingness to Surrender: nonexistent 
Description: A rowdy punk who causes trouble wherever he goes and is always looking for a fight. He has no regard for others or their rules and acts solely in his own interests, which are typically money or simply because he got bored. He has a violent temper and always seems to be sporting a nasty scowl, complete with a furrowed brow. He's made a little hideout for himself in the Central City dump where he crafts tools, traps and even little sculptures out of garbage. Though he harbors latent artistic talent, he's much more interested in your wallet than your praise. He takes great pride in his stench and takes it as a compliment if you can smell him before you see him.
Sidney, or rather his birthname Sycamore, was born to Flora and Barkley Skunk, two laissez-faire, passive flower children who abhorred anything resembling conflict and advocated for calm, peaceful communication and free love. They were very loose with parenting Sidney, often allowing him to do whatever he pleased. They wanted to be his friends first and foremost and felt it would be harmful to punish him. Overall they were disengaged and though they loved Sidney very much, they were far from good parents. Young Sidney would often hear his friends say they were jealous of him and his "cool" parents. They envied the fact that Sidney could do whatever he wanted. Ice cream for breakfast? Playing video games until 2am on a school night? Wearing pajamas all day? They thought that sounded amazing! But for Sidney, it was fun, sure, but he didn't feel like he had parents. He had friends. Sidney grew impulsive and aggressive and his behavior would only worsen with time. Sidney would grow into a resentful, nasty teenager lacking the structure and guidance he needed. He would change his name from Sycamore to Sidney and rebel against any and all authority, wanting to tear down structure as it stands out of anger and the desire for real parents. From skipping school to screaming at his parents to mugging strangers on the street and everything in between. As soon as he turned 18, he packed his things and left for Central City. He almost wanted his parents to throw a fit about him dropping out and leaving home but they didn't. They supported his choices and wanted their little flower boy to follow his heart. He hasn't spoken to them since. 
"The hell d'you want? Lookin' to get your face punched in or somethin'? Outta my way, loser."
"Ever see Return of Chaos? Wicked movie. Chaos uses his powers to manipulate the water in this guy's body to blow him apart from the inside, it's rad."
"Aww, lil' boy thinks I'm disgusting? Don't like my piercings? Guess it's a good thing I'm here for me, not you. Might go get my lip done again this week, just for you, babe."
"Nice tat, mate. Where'd y'get that done, Primal Instinct? They do great work, real clean. Got my sleeve done there."
"Oi, got enough perfume, lady!? Y'reek of hairspray and bug killer!"
Piercings
*On his reference image, his piercings are colored in red to make them more visible*
-industrial, x3 in each ear 
-orbital, x2 in each ear
-anti tragus both ears
-upper lobe, both ears
-stretched lobe, both ears
-transverse lobe, both ears
-tragus, both ears
-daith, both ears
-forward helix, both ears
-conch punch, both ears
-eyebrows, x3 rings x2 vertical bars, both
-bridge
-nasallang
-septum
-tongue
-medusa
-spider bites
Tattoo: a sleeve on his left arm depicting a Caterkiller and two Flicky skulls on a checkered background
Attire: wide black spiked bracelets, spiked black steel toe boots, several silver rings on his fingers
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finkthecobra · 3 years
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Sonicsona, hell yeah
Name: Fink the Cobra
Age: 23
Birthday: April 25th
Gender: male
Height: 4'4"
Weight: 91lbs
Build: tall and lean
Alignment: true neutral
Personality: absentminded, quiet, reserved, casual, dependable, cheeky, clever, genuine, humble, tough, irritable, irreverent, private, sadistic, impatient, tense, opinionated
Likes: punk music, sleeping late, video games, iced coffee, donuts, comics, cyberpunk aesthetic, pixel art, avant garde fashion, astronomy, body horror and gore, high fantasy, movies that are so bad they're good
Dislikes: roller coasters, being woken up, the beach, tea, making phone calls, arguing, know-it-alls, snow, being put on the spot, little kids, cutesy things, nosy people, public speaking, forced romance
A sarcastic and odd cobra with a twisted sense of humor. He spent a lot of his teenage years being angry but has grown into a thoughtful and fair adult, though he still has a bit of a temper. He doesn't have many friends but the few he does have are like family to him. He fancies himself an amateur artist and character designer and loves coming up with all sorts of strange characters and stories.
Skill Type: Speed
Strength: 5/10
Endurance: 5/10
Energy Projection: 0/10
Willpower: 5/10
Agility: 7/10
Intelligence: 6.5/10
Luck: 6/10
Charisma: 4/10
Willingness to Fight: low
Willingness to Kill: very low
Willingness to Flee: moderate
Willingness to Surrender: low
Abilities: spitting venom from his hollow fangs(can spit up to 12 feet or bite and inject venom directly into the bloodstream), high speed, night vision
Weaknesses: sensitive to temperature changes, defense is heavily reliant on his venom, inexperienced in combat
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