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june-again · 2 years
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I HAVE SUCH A HUGE CRUSH ON HIM THIS SUCKS
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junestay · 2 years
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i be walkin with the cheese i'm queso (queso, queso)
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foxofsunholt · 1 year
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"Super model eating trash" Imagaine seeing a group supermodels ripping into an elk with their bare hands/teeth?
Yes, that too!
Unfortunately the MC is more of a sexy raccoon at the start of the game 😔 the big city changed them 😔😔😔 you used to devour animals with your bare hands what happened to you 😔 it’s like I don’t even know you anymore
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haunted-doodles · 7 months
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not really the type who likes posting their ocs much but here's a Nim :}
#no tags because idk how to tag oc posts- also this account DO just be for saving my art in case my pc ever breaks.#but he's one of my favourite characters i have rn#and the junk hunters in general honestly their dynamic is my favourite.#two old gay men. One (Viktor) who lingers a little on the past but is happy and content as to where he is in the present#the other (Atlas) still mourning his dead mother and having left his abusive home.#A trans girl (Inky) who grew up in a perfectly normal household but became agoraphobic; before being ripped from her home and forced into#outside world#and Nim. someone who grew up in a trash zone with nothing to eat but garbage and is living her best life in the present.#they're literally blorbos from my brain ESPECIALLY the world they're apart of too because GOD i love it so much#What Nim's holding is called a Liabell; most if not all mosnter hunters have them for mobility.#the liabells dont work without a lullader (small-neon glowing stone looking spiders basically) inside. as it uses their incredibly tough we#to pull#but Nim's a cloven (deerways) so she's already got pretty good agility and uses their's for moreso rangling monsters.#i have SUCH a cool scene that I wanna draw (but doesn't fit my style- so i gotta commission it for sure)#where they're standing atop of an elk-like monster#and he's like- spun webs of the liabell around it's horns and its incredibly firey and its night and#GAHH#Nim's liabell isn't even like- purple- his lullader is- the liabell is clear glass with weathering copper when the lullader isnt in it.#I'm so normal about this world and all the races I've made for it. Because simply being a different race means they might use their#tools differently or not need specific ones#for example: I've got one character in my mind that's a possae (something inhabiting another thing basically) and they're a skeleton#with this massive glowing pulsating mass in it's ribcage and its all cowboy motif. (I'm thinking angel posessing it and handing out#their own retrobution in the West Zone)#and basically they use a Liabell similar to Nim but it's a lasso and they have several of them to help tie up more people.
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elkian · 2 years
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Thinking about what a crossover YGO-MP100 would be and it occurs to me that the entire canon of Yu-Gi-Oh! and all its offshoots could be happening in the background of Seasoning City and Shigeo is just like “oh it seems they’re having fun, how nice” while incidentally witnessing a Originally-From-A-Horror-Series-That-Turned-Into-Something-Else Death Game™, and then continuing on with whatever he was doing.
Reigen spots the card weirdoes sometimes but his impressions are “kids and their card games” “kids and their card games” “huh I could clean up at thi- nope it requires a heavy initial cash investment” “kids and their card games” “NOPE NOT GETTING INVOLVED IN THIS ONE” “kids and their... death games?” “does that toddler have a gun”
He’d only get involved if 1) he saw one of the players at actual risk of Death/Horror Manga Repercussions or 2) got called in for it as a job.
He has no idea why this old lady is so hopped up about Kids And Their Card Games but old people are just Like That so he figures he’ll make them clear out for a few weeks or to a new location and that’ll be the end of it. He brings Mob solely for moral support and some insight into What The Youths Are Into These days. Unfortunately it’s probably mid-series Shigeo so his impressions are “haha other people having fun club activities” and doesn’t realize the severity of it. He pops an entire Shadow Dimension Duel Bubble without a thought. Reigen writes it off as hologram special effects and they get ramen (after he levies a self-righteous but completely ignorant lecture at the duelists of course).
Both unknowingly pick up a cult following for their involvement BUT it’s 2 different cults, one for Reigen and one for Mob. The Mob cult hates the Bowl Cut Cult or w/e and refuses to believe their Anti-Dimensional Savior is the smile annihilator, while the former Dimple cult can’t believe that their best lead is THESE bozos. Hysterically, the Reigen cult actually accidentally becomes a community service group but one that talks like used car salesmen. They do end up doing a lot of communal good, though.
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sourcreammachine · 4 months
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us state flag tierlist by how urgent the need to change them is
(not necessarily by objective quality, although they are ordered by my own personal preference within the tiers)
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yeah everyone and their cunt’s done a tierlist of how good the us state flags are, but here’s one that’s more useful imo - how much they need to change. ie, how far up the statehouse’s agenda changing the shitass flag should be
the ‘perfect’ flags shouldn’t ever change. yeah, alabama’s good, i said it - it’s iconic and recognisable. and yeah colorado might be cheesy but it’s american cheese, it’s an icon. and arizona is the best flag do not @ me
‘ain’t broke don’t fix it’ means you can start nitpicking the flag, but honestly, nobody cares and there’s no point in changing. alaska and indiana are here because their mute colours hold back their excellent designs. california’s here because the bear should probably be bigger and have a different face. utah and mrs sippy’s new flags are both here because they’ve got the same problem - they’ve both chosen really horrible dark blues, honestly so bad that they should be in lower tiers, but they changed them too recently so they should stick for a while, until people get used to the, yeah, iconic and recognisable new designs. a placeholder for minnesota is here too, based offa the six finalist designs released on tuesday, because any of them would probably end up in that spot - imperfect but relatively good
‘minor tweaks maybe’ is where the nitpicks start becoming flaws and the good designs could be made perfect very easily. hawai’i doesn’t need the british canton, it just doesn’t. wyoming doesn’t need that seal inside the buffalo. and rhode island? well idk but it’s a bold design held back by, something. stew on it for a while
the final three tiers are the ones i believe should change. the first (non urgent) is for bad flags that remain somewhat distinct, and so are still managing to do their job - but could be had so much better. NC is ripping off texas. iowa and missouri are both overcomplicated and dull. and arkansas, ignoring the word ‘arkansas’ i’m definitely getting slavers’ rebellion vibes from it
the bottom two tiers unambiguously must change. ‘fairly urgent’ are the flags where there’s maybe one redeeming quality that sets the flag apart, and could be carried forward to the new one. LA’s pelican and OK’s osage shield are iconic, but they’re still a something-on-blue and need upgrading. florida is just alabama but with a seal, honestly pathetic and one of the list’s biggest tragedies. washington, yep, there he is, but it’s still just something on a plain background. i hesitated between putting delaware here or the tier below, but its boon is its recognisability with that yellowy diamond. then there’s georgia, probably the most controversial placement on the list. but yeah. that’s the fucking CSA flag. and the iconic state deserves so much better than just an undistinct crest on the slaver flag
and yeah the last category are where all the truly pathetic failures sit. the opening few have curious motifs that could be used for the new flag, like connecticut’s grapes, michigan’s elk and oregon’s 🅱️eaver. but they still suck utter pisswank, the distinguishing thing about them only becoming clear when you stop to look at it. the latter flags of the tier are fucking irredeemable trash. tell me you know which states those final four are when the picture’s zoomed out. it’s a fucking tragedy that new york the state is amongst the union’s worst, when the city’s iconic blue-and-orange could lend it so much inspiration (same could be said for IL being outshone by chicago). or if new york wants to make it distinct from the city, it could always look to old york shire’s iconic white rose. combine it with a tulip for old amsterdam and bam we’ve got a brilliant motif. i am honestly happy to call the vermontese flag the worst in the us, for a state with such history, with such a pronounced identity and spirit, how can it let itself have such horseshit. especially when the green mountain boys’ flag is such stupid, dumb brilliance. yeah, vermont is the worst because they should just change to the green flag end of story
BOUNS ROUND: provinces of canadada
perfect: la quebec
ain’t broke: sass, newfie & lab
tweak: nova scotia, new brunswick
non urgent: BC, PEI (both controversial picks ino, but they’re fuck ugly d@m)
change now: ontario, manitoba, albert
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cleverwitch-wolfskin · 2 months
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Listening to Nature's Best Hope by Douglas W. Tallamy and I feel really inspired. In this book, as well as in Braiding Sweetgrass written by Robin Wall Kimmerer, there is an important emphasis on healing the human relationship with nature.
A vast majority of humans have this idea that humans live here and nature is out there, which brings about a lack of compassion and understanding of the animals and plants that exist in the spaces that we occupy, as well. When humans think of natural spaces that are "worthy" of stewardship, they often think of national parks or forests, the There, and not about the songbirds in the trees outside their home or the insects in the grass of their yard or even the grass itself.
Nature is here. It is everywhere, or at least it should be. Humans benefit directly from the same ecosystems as other animals and when we buzzcut the already non-native grass into a short lawn because HOH said so, we rob ourselves of pollinators that will help healthy plants reproduce. We rob ourselves of healthy plants and the air quality diminishes. Erosion/flooding occurs more frequently. If we keep native plants planted in our yards, we attract native species that continue to keep the land healthy.
We humans need to learn to live together with nature, not apart from it. The idea that we aren't natural beings doesn't help, either. There are many groups of people that still follow the patterns of nature to survive. The flocks of birds, the movement of deer or elk herds, the blossoming and fruit-bearing of local tree species are not a forgotten knowledge. And I don't say this to sound like a hippie. What I mean to say is humans are natural and belong in nature just as much as any other species.
Creating biological corridors in our yards, our corporate spaces, and our cities is an important and necessary act of land stewardship and conservation. Plant native flora if you can. Get with your local conservation group and find out what species in your area are threatened and see what you can do to help, if anything. Volunteer to pick up trash or plant trees.
We can help. Don't give up.
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xanthera · 1 year
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I think the reason Americans vibe with Aussies more than we do with Europeans is because there are two fundamental American (and Canadian) experiences that no one in Western Europe can understand, but that we share with Australians
Number one, large and/or dangerous wildlife the farther from the city you get, and sometimes even IN the city, depending on where you are. I'm not even just talking about venomous snakes and spiders, since those will usually leave you alone (though America does have those as well, and Europe does not,) I mean the really big animals. "Well, Europe has bears too!" Oh yeah? Do yours come into contact with humans so regularly that there's an entire industry around bear-proof trash bins? Do you have to warn new neighbors, "Watch your cats and small dogs carefully or the coyotes/cougars/gators/hawks will get them"? And never underestimate the damage that an angry herbivore can do. Deer, elk, bison, and moose will fuck you up for getting too close, or even just looking at them wrong. Meanwhile, Australia has emus, cassowaries, and kangaroos, all of which can disembowel you of they get angry enough to start kicking. Not to mention the crocs and dingos, and the fact that both America and Australia have sharks off the coast. You guys get what it means to coexist with creatures that can kill you, something most Europeans haven't been able to relate to for centuries
And number two, long road trips, and the experience of driving for hours before you see any kind of civilization that isn't a tiny podunk farm town. Also of driving for an entire day without ever leaving your state/province. Australia is big and empty, and parts of America are also big and empty, and driving from one city to another means you're going to see a lot of that uninhabited land
Anyway, I think those two commonalities make North Americans and Aussies kindred spirits, so to any Aussies following me, I hope you know that we love you
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hyenaswine · 3 months
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i found a podcast about animal attacks! the first episode is about the tiger that got loose at the sf zoo - i was actually living in the bay area when that happened & i remember visiting a few months after & seeing all the signs. actually i think i remember visiting before it happened & getting some really beautiful closeup photos of the tigers thru the nest window, i remember they were very interactive. but i wasn't being a dick or teasing them obviously.
i did my zoo internship across the bay at oakland zoo in 2009-2010 which was just a couple years later. tigers were my favorite animal as a kid & i did get to go visit the tiger nighthouse at oakland during a feeding time. we had to stay very far from the bars since feeding is obviously an intense time & you didn't want to give the tigers the impression that you were there to take their food. it was really fucking intense just to be in that space so close to them.
i think that was the same day they sent me standing in the back of a pickup, unprotected & holding trash barrels full of hay, into the huge elk & bison enclosure. the male elk was in rut & thought we were after his does, & came chasing after the truck trying to fucking murder us with his antlers. what a goddamn day.
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bleaksqueak · 7 months
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Do any of the characters have a favorite specific animal? Or is it a criteria of traits they like? Do animals like them aswell?
Since I think most people at least have an animal that falls onto their "pretty neat" radar, I'd say the characters would fall into the same trappings! Just some more than others, sure. Maia likes dogs a *lot*, hence quickly approaching the fox in the courtyard before realizing her mistake, and her muttering statement to Gwennebat about Reasons Why Aetherial Orienteering is Neat Actually. ... Animals don't seem to gravitate towards her though. Probably sensing her overall distrust, and well, in the span of about two minutes she landed on one and tried to give it a shiner with a brownie. That one did warm up to her a little (at least, enough to sit down and Enjoy The Free Food), but she's no Disney Princess. Audric would be polite and say finches are his favorite... *if* the ears that matter are listening. If they aren't, he'd admit (it's secretly gryphons.). Between his aetherial aura and his manifest eyes, though, he tends to startle animals.
Pre-veil Lyra would list Magpies as her favorite. They remained a strong contender, but the outveil did not have Chappybaras, which are sort of these tiny six legged Capybaras that look like they got lost on the Potato Bug production line. She's pretty fond of all animals though, and was even out catching critters when she stumbled upon the veil gate. Animals tend to like her in turn, though she can come on a bit strong. Still no disney princess. Audun probably hasn't thought about it in terms of a favorite animal, but he does have a fondness for Elder Elk, not for any real reason beyond having gotten lucky enough to see some grazing when he was young. They're incredibly rare, and often only visible in a spectral form. Animals don't seem to care one way or the other if he's there, but his aetherial aura is a bit opposite Audric's, so it might have enough of a calming effect that they don't run so long as he doesn't startle them, himself. Elias.... yes. His favorite animal(s) all share the same disposition, and he keeps a stoat--an aberrant *and* a weasel, of all things--as a pet for that very reason. Any "certified trash animal" is one he likes. Tends to favor classic woodland creatures that are commonly thought of as pests/vermin, but all are good. Magic, non-magic, living, not-living. It'd be easier to ask what he doesn't like. As for whether or not they like him... I mean. Just look at the boy. He's got a whole critter practically living on him!
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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year
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Fix it Friday!!
I've got a thing for lumberjack!Steve. Steve and his girl live in a cabin somewhere up the mountain, a tiny village with a handful of population. So it's natural that a storm wrecked the roof of Steve's barn (?) and Steve tells his girl not to worry and he will fix it.
His girl makes a cup of tea and watches him work from the porch, while Steve wears an undershirt and swing an ax to chop off the wood, accidentally flexing his strong muscles in the process😍😍 When he climbs up the ladder to fix the roof, his sweat glistening in the sunlight, as if radiating gold shimmer from his body😍😍😍
“Dragons are dangerous, deadly creatures. They’re vile and evil, they’ll rip humans limb from limb.”
“You don’t need to be afraid of me.” It wasn’t the dragon within the man that made you fearful, it was the men that discarded you in the woods like you were trash that frightened you. “I’ll take good care of you.”
“You’re strong,” you observe him as he swings the axe above him head in a fluid motion and chop the wood clean in two, “even for a beast.”
“I have to be strong.” He huffs, puffs out a hot blast of air as he tosses the wood to the side and rests the handle of the axe on his shoulder. “I need to make this place safe for you, sweet human.”
He is both beast and woodsman; inexplicably wild and deliriously soft.
“Are you sure you don’t need help fixing the barn?” You ask and he raises an eyebrow in your direction, his lips tugged into a half-smirk that makes you aware that just hours before he was splitting you in two with his cock.
“I don’t think you have the energy, tender heart.” Steve speaks the truth, you are worn and exhausted. “My dragon fire-“
“It was a rut, like a bull elk fighting another-“
“-my rut,” Steve’s smirk widens, “wore you out. Why don’t you go inside and make some tea? I can handle things out here.”
Steve waits until you turn and head back into the cabin before he throws a few logs over his shoulder and start stalling toward the barn. The storm that came through was more than anyone expected, it was enough to scare his animals, and after he’d gotten them calmed he could look at the damage.
“Sweet human,” Steve hums under his breath, watching you stand in the kitchen working on making tea like he sent you too, “you tease me relentless, now its my turn.”
Steve is purposeful as he started ripping off layers, leaving him in a thin shirt that shows the extent of his muscular bulk. He gives you an unobstructed view of his thick stature as he works away at fixing the holes.
Only once does he turn and look your way, feeling the striking bolt of your desire through the bond.
“I’ll be in soon, sweet girl!”
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june-again · 2 years
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seven's literally so emotional like i get that your childhood was traumatic and your job makes it so that you can't get close to any other human beings on a personal level but you don't have to be so moody and mysterious when you're not microwaving potato chips or fantasizing about flying a spaceship to the moon. geez
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junestay · 2 years
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skz discography is so fuckable
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itlivesingeneral · 2 days
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It Lives Dream I had.
- *Sees shadow Devon while camping* "That's probably fine."
- *sees bear elk eating a bear* "That's probably not fine."
- Thinks a raccoon is going through my trash and it's Noah, who I mistakenly called Nathan throughout the dream because I am hard of hearing irl. He told me his name was Malcolm. He did not correct me once, I found out because Conner told me.
- Noah: You're taking the existence of the Power a lot better than most people.
Me: my only other option is lovecraftian madness and my insurance won't cover that.
- Devon became deeply interested in my dog and kept stealing food from local supermarkets to feed her.
- Me walking into the siren cave.
Rowan: She's really brave!
Noah: she needs to get fucking- YOU NEED TO GET FUCKING HEARING AIDS RON!
- Me macgyvering a flamethrower while fighting Adrian,talking to Rowan: I think he isn't immune to fire. In fact, many living things are not immune to fire.
- *Conner brutally calling me out*
Me: Bold words from a man being used as a marionette by zhuul.
- Matthias wanted to be friends and I wanted him to Please Go Away.
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wanderingshadxw · 1 month
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Another day, another random city. A sprinkle of rain chills the night air, though it's not enough to bother the black and red hedgehog walking down the street, it soon becomes a down pour. Feeling it soak through his denim jacket is less than pleasant, so Shadow ducks into a nearby ally way to shelter under the awning of a door. A shiver runs up his spine before he shakes the water from his quills and tugs at the edges of his jacket to fling as much water off as possible.
It's not an ideal location, but it gives ruby eyes a chance to look around for a better place to go. However, the scuff of approaching footsteps grabs his attention first, and those eyes flick over to their owners. Two Mobians, both tall but one much larger than the other. Despite the poor lighting and hood pulled over one of their heads, Shadow quickly identifies them as a hare, and an elk.
"Looks like we got a soggy little hedgehog here," the hare mocks with an all too confident grin.
"This is our territory, vermin." The elk sounds much less amused, sneering at Shadow.
"Just trying to get out of the rain." Ruby eyes glare at the both of them, eye-lids relaxed and seemingly unbothered. The glint of a pocket knife flicking open gets Shadow to look down, then back up, pupils narrowing.
"Hanging around here ain't free, dickhead," the hare brandishes the knife threateningly while the elk stays close to his side. "So empty your-"
"You seriously need that little knife to threaten me? What's Tiny here for then? Show?" Shadow smirks while gesturing to the large elk, shifting his gaze to meet the taller Mobian's. "You even know how to fight?"
"SHUT YOUR-" The hare lunges forward, aiming to drive the knife into Shadow's shoulder.
Only to be caught with one hand gripping his face while the other squeezes the wrist holding the knife hard enough to force the hare to drop it. As it clangs against the pavement the elk moves in, but Shadow's quick to shove the now quivering hare at him, buying a few seconds while the elk scrambles to both catch his friend and not trip in the process.
"I'm gonna say this once. Don't fuck with me," Shadow commands with a stern tone, dangerous red eyes taking on a threatening glow.
The hare suddenly looks nervous, but it's not enough to deter him entirely, and not at all his larger friend. Now it's the elk's turn to make a move and he charges at Shadow full speed, antlers aimed down. Just as he should have felt the satisfaction of his points gouging into the hedgehog he's suddenly met with air instead. He screeches to a halt, lifting his head to whip it around in all directions until he realizes that his target is behind him now, back turned. And before the elk can blink, one of his antlers falls to the ground. The cut end of it glowing red and steaming in the cool air.
"H-HUH??" The large Mobian is first dumbfounded, then enraged.
"HOW DARE YOU?!" Again the hare goes at Shadow- despite the fear telling him it’s a mistake- pulling out another, this time slightly larger knife.
Visually, Shadow only takes one step before his fist connects with the hare's abdomen. A move that allows the knife to just barely cut his upper left arm, but sends the hare stumbling back into a wall, gripping his stomach. Lucky only in the fact that Shadow held back enough not to make it lethal.
"Maybe those big ears of yours don't work. I said. Don't f-"
Shadow's cut off by the elk charging him again. He dodges the remaining antler by gets hit in the ribs by a fist instead and sent flying into the side of a dumpster. Leaving quite the dent behind, he's up again quickly, and just in time to deflect another charge with a roundhouse kick to the elk's head.
There's a ringing in Shadow's ears now, an echo of the sound of his head hitting the metal trash bin. The same glow in his eyes now takes over the rest of his body, his gaze fully lacking in any emotion as he watches the elk struggle back to his feet while clutching his skull.
"Eddy, watch out!!" the hare calls from his slumped over stance a few yards away, but it's too late.
Shadow's hands grasp the larger Mobian by the scruff of his neck and the hem of his pants, lifting him like he's nothing. The hare can only look on in horror, frozen, as his friend's massive form collides with him violently. The two fly several feet through the air before tumbling and scraping along the ground, not stopping until they hit the street.
Rubies stare for a moment, watching to see if they'll get up again. When all they do is groan and try to slowly untangle themselves from each other, Shadow sucks in a deep breath. A hand moves to the right side of his head, covering the white furred scar there for a moment. Another breath, and his glow fades.
Finally stepping out of the ally, Shadow stops at the curb and glares down at them, eyelids half lowered. "You done?"
The two Mobians exchange a quick glance before both nod vigorously. Shadow's nose wrinkles as he sneers.
"Tch." With that he turns, taking a few steps before suddenly pausing. An act that gets both hare and elk to freeze and shake as he barely turns his head enough to look at them. "If I hear about you mugging or harassing people again. I'll kill you."
His words are as cold as the icy rain pelting the pavement, and dripping with promise. The hare gulps while the elk remains frozen, both of them watching as Shadow keeps walking until he rounds a corner, out of sight.
... The elks remaining antler clatters to the ground.
… A few blocks away Shadow's still walking. Now completely soaked, but he doesn't feel it anymore. Much like the sting of the cut on his arm, he's gone numb to everything around him. Too deep in his head to care. Yet there are hardly any thoughts. The dark hedgehog feels more like a robot as his body autopilots him through the city, until his feet slowly come to a stop.
The ringing in his ears is getting louder. Again a hand moves to the right side of his head, clutching at it as his face contorts. Images flash in his mind, gruesome, violent. A tremendous sharp pain stabs through his head from the location of the scar and he groans, stumbling into a wall that fortunately provides enough support to keep him from falling.
When he removes his hand to look at it, he sees it coated in thick, dark red liquid. Then he blinks, and it's gone. His hand is clean. Fat rain drops land on it and seep into the already drenched fabric of his glove. The sound of that rain steadily returns to his ears, quickly followed by all the noise of the city. Another blink, and Shadow's back in the present, hyper aware of everything and… cold.
Rubies lift to glance this way and that in an attempt to get his bearings, but of course… he's never been here before. Shadow can only continue to wander, hoping to come across a hotel, or at least a bar he can warm up in for a while. He could really go for a drink right now.
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elkian · 2 years
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Respect sanitation workers or die by my blade.
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