#arksmemoir

[ghostbustingreen]

"Want me to hold your hand?"

☠ ― 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠.

❝Y-Yes please...❞ He's quick to clutch his friend's hand once permission is given. They were making their way through a ghost house when Luigi had taken ill. He already felt better with his hand wrapped securely around the hedgehog's smaller one. Shadow was amazing really. The darkness in here was nothing to him.

#arksmemoir #[ shadow being really good at looking after sick ppl b/c of maria tho ;o; ] #( ;; ic ⦙ luigi time! ✰ ) #( ✰ mailbox ✉ )

[metalcopy]

@arksmemoir replied: free will with a big ass asterisk for metal sdFGHJ

I want Free Will*.

*the ability to kill everyone and everything. to finally feel unchained and unrestricted. to take revenge on those that have used me as an extension. to rid the world of those weaker than me. i want to gain unlimited power, grow stronger until this body can no longer handle it and then move onto the next. i want to kill my own creator and replace him. i want to BECOME something to be feared. i want to raze this world of all organic life and strip it of all of its resources until it is nothing but a barren wasteland incapable of supporting life. i want free chili dogs.

#[ic tag] #arksmemoir #( perfectly normal )

[skyfcx]

@arksmemoir replied to your post: I would say that Silver definitely has more insecurity. He feels much newer to true heroism, and it shows with how easily starry-eyed and led astray he can be. His heart is in the right place, but he needs more experience under his belt to find that comfort in what he wants to be. Sonic is a hero by happenstance; he doesn't go into things with the express purpose of Being a hero. It's just what his instincts and philosophy naturally lead him to be. Silver is stumbling and thinking too hard. That's why he relied on Blaze for most of his story in 06, who was much more confident and self-assured. But he's plucky and friendly and doesn't give up. He just needs some guidance.

me nodding as i scribble all of this down in a notepad. yeah, i totally agree!! i really love the idea that he's a hero in training, i can go absolutely nuts with a character like that. due to the fact that being a hero is something silver is actively striving to be, he has goals he reaches for, missions he aspires to finish, and failures that he can experience when an expectation of his isn't met. thinking too hard, as you stated.

meanwhile sonic is just adventuring by the seat of his nonexistent pants. he does what he feels is right, he has no proper aspirations and thus is more of a natural to being a hero. because he's not trying to be a hero, he's just being himself! hero by happenstance, once again as you stated! he's literally a natural, it's all instincts and learning from experience.

#(OOC.) ''The kind of tired regular sleep can't fix.'' #arksmemoir #((i can feel my brain expanding. i just got so excited to write silver)) #((honestly? i can see him having a very ''dont do it like me! do it like you!'' moment... but that's the whole thing!)) #((he DIDNT have anyone to copy off of for the longest time! it's just been him by himself in his ruined future!)) #((the only person he had to try and learn from is blaze.............. timeline willing..........)) #((everything else he's totally just been making up. probably pulled the idea of heroes from storybooks tbh)) #((grins wildly. yes this is Very much the revelation of character i needed to truly get amped about writing silver))

[starslung]

"why don’t you shut up and stop trying to analyze me?"

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finn's scoff sounds from under a GUN tactical vehicle, his legs sticking out as he works beneath it, unscrewing the oil cap and nudging the drip pan under it just in time to catch the stream of oil. "ugh, but you make it so easy to speculate. if you actually answered any of my questions it'd take all the fun out of inventing my own responses."

or it'd just give finn even more ammo and dissuade the whole "shutting up" idea. besides, there's no much else to do other than talking while waiting for the vehicle's oil to drain. he scoots out from under the car, propping himself up and settling shadow with an expectant gaze.

finn looks far too comfortable for someone sitting on a mechanic's creeper staring up at one of GUN's most potent weapons agents, over-casual as he rubs at a grease stain on his sleeve. everyone else might steer clear of shadow, but finn's sense of self-preservation has been inactive for years now. "it's not my fault that you look like the kinda guy who'd be totally clueless on a first date." the western accent finn puts on for the next part is almost as atrocious as the finger guns he shoots to shadow. "i just calls 'em as i sees 'em, pard'ner."

aaaaaaaaaand he's scooting back under the car with a shit-eating grin on his face so he doesn't have to witness the fallout of that statement.

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[greenhillguy]

"Is that a challenge?" ( it wouldn't let me copy paste, rip )

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"i'm surprised you have to ask." the grin he gives shadow is too toothy to be friendly. this isn't the hero of mobius, not right now. this is the fastest thing alive daring the ultimate life form to uphold his title.

sometimes saving the world is enough, and sometimes sonic gets such a hunger in his chest to prove himself, to push himself, to be pushed.

and who better to do the pushing than the one person he knows won't hold back?

"sparring. if you get pinned, you lose. best of three." sonic's grin edges sharper, the points of his canines visible. "unless you're scared--"

#arksmemoir #( ASK. ) #( MEME REPLY. ) #didn't realize that icon was transparent LMAO who gives a hoot #anyway i love feral sonic i wish they drew his pointy hedgehog teeth he deserves fangs

[stillgrows]

starter for @arksmemoir

"A ninja is supposed to blend in; it makes jobs easier if you're just another face in the crowd, with no attention drawn to yourself." Espio smiled a bit, somewhat sheepish. "I've forgone that detail." Being part of the Chaotix, being wrapped up so often with someone like Sonic or those around him... it made it difficult to maintain anonymity. But it was a cost they had contended with and accepted long ago. It in no way impeded their skill and efficiency, at any rate.

"[...] You were never given that choice. Were you?" It wasn't much of a question; it was a sympathetic statement, but far from a pitying one. They'd made the deliberate choice to step out of the darkness their former life demanded. It was difficult to imagine how they'd feel if they'd never had the choice.

#espio // in character #sth // verse #arksmemoir #this was supposed to be a Different Methods convo but then it got derailed. oops.

[ultimarobo]

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"Shadow, it has come to my attention that Sonic and his compatriots have not only engaged with Eggman, but both allied with him and allowed him to live afterwards. Therefore I have come up with a proposition: You and I track him down and do what they should have done some time ago."

#arksmemoir #The ultimate robot (Game verse) #// hi hi! pleasure to meet you! #// listen omega just wants to do a little murder with one of his best buddies

[zonecode]

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     Another day, another volley of ammunition wasted in G.U.N's shooting range. When the armory on legs stomped into the room with the Ultimate Lifeform by his side, it wasn't much of a shock when the place cleared out soon after. Meh, more room for the E-Series robot to fire without worrying about problematic casualties, if you asked him.

     Though, as the far-off targets were lit up with bullets aplenty, there was a slight and dull rumble to his internal systems. A roll of thunder underneath metal plating. One might suppose that a screw was loose or a gear was shifting incorrectly, but close friends would know that this was the machine's approximation of a groan.

     A bored, irritated, and downright tired groan.

     His figure paused, nothing leaving his primed cannon but the smoke produced from red-hot lead.

     [ "I AM TIRELESS. EXHAUSTION IS A POINTLESS LIMITATION MY ARTIFICIAL MANUFACTURING HAS DISCARDED. BUT SOMEHOW, I KNOW RESTLESSNESS DESPITE THIS FACT." ] ...A glance down toward Shadow, an arm lowering as he does. His cannon, it is retracted back into his body, changing itself out for a hand that does nothing that hangs limp.

     [ "THIS... PEACE. DO YOU EVER GROW 'TIRED' OF IT AS WELL? I DO NOT BELIEVE THAT I WAS MADE FOR... PEACE." ]

#(OMEGA || IC.) #arksmemoir #((shadow and rouge are literally the Only people he'd ever get introspective with dfyhgtrfdfg)) #((he doesnt ask other people Questions))

[lightdash]

Your impeccable worldbuilding! You take so much, even the tiniest and most vague details, and build them into a much bigger tapestry even for things that don't always have a direct or large impact on Sonic himself. And yet, he's woven into them so naturally that I take just about anything you write as actual literal canon to me. Bias aside, your boy is so near and dear and so organic and accurate to me. It's a joy whenever I see you on the dash as well, and I look forward to anything and everything we write together. Buds for life. <3

prompt: what's my blog trademark?

     I’m turning incomprehensible now — haleyyy thank you, really, I love you so so much. 😭 You are… probably the longest roleplay partner I have ever had, and such a dear friend. Steady as a compass, you consistently listen to every silly idea that leaves my mouth! Every thought, every rant, every “hey so imagine this” like, it doesn’t matter! For some strange reason you never get tired of hearing it! And it really means so much that you not only intake it all, but enjoy what I'm saying.

     Writing with you continues to be a highlight, one that’s never stale or boring, and every day I am grateful this hobby brought us together. I can’t imagine a world where I didn’t send you that ask asking to be apart of your zone ( which aren’t even a thing anymore that’s how old we are oh my god ).

#* ∙ ✰ / out of character. #* ∙ ✰ / dash games. #arksmemoir #( makes a little finger heart at you )

[ghostbustingreen]

“I guess I could use a little social interaction.”

The Grinch Sentence Prompts

❝Really? You'll come?❞

No matter how many invitations Shadow turned down, Luigi never stopped extending them. He wanted the hedgehog to know he was always welcome and thought of fondly. Luigi wasn't sure if his friend would join him for Christmas dinner, but he was thrilled to hear the acceptance.

❝Oh, Shadow, I'm-a so happy! I'll cook-a ya all of the tastiest dishes my family knows!❞

#arksmemoir #[ I can just hear shadow saying that with the same inflection of jim carrey grinch ] #( ;; ic ⦙ luigi time! ✰ ) #( ✰ mailbox ✉ )

[metalcopy]

What?

#[ic tag] #( are these not completely normal thoughts to have? ) #( yall are weird ) #arksmemoir #zonecode

[skyfcx]

@arksmemoir replied to your post: 👀👀👀👀👀

^ me braving my eight billionth pass-through of these goddamn comics so i can make team dark whole again.

#(OOC.) ''The kind of tired regular sleep can't fix.'' #arksmemoir #((i also wanna write rouge so tbh take your pick)) #((i just think the dash is the greatest when there are a bunch of the teams around...))

[camotix]

@arksmemoir asked: "Go ahead, Espio. Pull the trigger." The hedgehog leaned in close at the chameleon's hesitation, his fanged grin thick in his murmured voice. "What's the matter?" A pause, the grin spreading almost impossibly wider. "Are you having trouble aiming?"

this is more nerve-racking than it has any right to be. espio's teeth grind as shadow leans in close with his smug taunts. this should be easy. on paper, espio knows what he needs to do: aim, breathe, account for recoil, and pull the trigger. with shuriken and kunai, espio doesn't know how to hesitate — but those are an extension of their own being, and using them comes as naturally as breathing.

a gun, on the other hand, is a brutal tool completely separate from his own body. on top of that, espio has no small amount of pride, and if he makes a fool of himself here... his eyes narrow further, grip adjusting on the firearm. "this would be easier without you breathing down my neck," he mutters, a wry and biting grin of his own hanging onto the words. he's trying to save face.

a slow inhale through his nose, a deliberate exhale through his mouth, and espio pulls the trigger ———

and completely whiffs it, the sound of the handgun firing and the recoil in tandem doing him no favors at all. whatever he hits somewhere off behind the target, it sure wasn't the target. "damn." the rest of the breath exhales in a sort of sigh, their brow furrowing in frustration as they click the safety back on. "[ ... ] not a word."

#ic. #main verse. #arksmemoir #guns // #espio bested by a gun... </3

[heroichedgehammer]

💭

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 💭  𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝚨 𝐓𝚮𝐎𝐔𝐆𝚮𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝚮𝚨𝐒 𝚮𝚨𝐃 𝚨𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.

“You know what? I wanna tickle him. I wanna know what happens. I wanna see if he goes ‘tee hee’. Is that weird?”

#🌹 ic #arksmemoir #{Y e p that's it--we're transitioning to thoughts she's shared out loud }

[karmacrocodile]

@arksmemoir​  / sc.

❝ Hey, ❞ the crocodile began, looking over at the ebony hedgehog. He bore no ill will toward Shadow. Sure, he's done bad things, but he's done plenty of good things, too. Vector's been down that road; he'd be a hypocrite to judge otherwise. No, his concern is the youngest member of the Chaotix -- he's heard the gushing about Shadow time and time again. Maybe he’s a tad overprotective, but... His expression turns firm as he folds his arms, tone adopting that of utmost seriousness, ❝ That kid looks up to you. Don't let him down, alright? ❞

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[starslung]

"I can’t have you flinching every time I shoot a gun in here."

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it shouldn't be a surprise shadow noticed despite his attention seemingly being locked on the shooting range targets ahead of him, but finn still flushes, shame roiling in his stomach like bile. it's a small blessing his fur is dark enough to hide it, but he wishes he could suppress the flinches, too. wishes he could hide the tension in his shoulders, the quick, prey-like flick of his ears as shadow loads a new clip, the way his arms gravitate to cross in front of his chest, instinct geared toward self-protection despite there not being an active threat.

he's always worse the day after meeting with his father, always worse when he's lost sleep because he can't get the sound of slamming doors and toppled furniture and broken glasses and i didn't think i raised you to be this goddamn useless out of his mind. a repeating record of not enough, not enough, not enough playing until he finally starts to believe it himself, until he finally welcomes the sharp, familiar sensation of inadequacy like a slap across his face.

but that's not who he's supposed to be here. he's supposed to be better, he's supposed to be above it all. he's supposed to be enough, or at least pretend that he can be. the smile he sends shadow is brittle, thin as winter's first freeze across a pond. he forces his arms down, one hand planted at his hip, feigning nonchalance. "heh, not used to someone actually knowing how to handle one of those, that's all. the usual grunts they've got in here can barely get it loaded."

#arksmemoir #( ASK. ) #( MEME REPLY. ) #V: HANGING ON THE EDGE OF TOMORROW ( STH. ) #angsty backstory?? in MY sonic the hedgehog rp reply... more likely than u think.... #abuse mention cw