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[A fan-made conclusion to âInfiniteâ by Dangerkids made for my AU, which would pick up where the original demo/short version left off. It might as well see the light of day, since the Desolation event has been cancelled.]
Cause I was born in this pain. Iâve got the world on my shoulders. If they canât learn my name, Then soon it all will be over.
I â l l  t a k e  w h a t â s  m i n e  a n d  s t a r t  t h i s  w a r . . .
            When everything is charred and stained with blood,             ʸáľáľâʳᾠʡáľáśŚáľĘ°áľáľáľ áľâżáľ ʰáľáľáľËĄáľË˘Ë˘; á´ľ áśáľáľËĄáľ ˢáľáśŚËĄËĄ ʳᜌˢᾠʰᜌáľĘ°áľĘł.                                 Only stars survive desolation.             ᴟáľĘł ËĄáľâżáľË˘ ᜠᜌ˥˥ ʡᜌáľĘ° áľËĄáľáśáľ ˢáľáľáľáľ; ˢáľáś áś áľĘł áľĘ¸ áľáľË˘áśŚĘłáľ.                     When thereâs no room in my heart for love             ʸáľáľ ˥ᜌáľáľ ᜌ⿠áľáľËĄáľË˘áśŚáľâż, áľáľáľâż áľáľ ʸáľáľĘł áľĘ¸áľË˘âťâť                              This rage persists; I canât resist.                                    Thatâs what it takes to be
                   I  N  F  I  N  I  T  E  .   .   .
 âá´ˇáľáľáľĘłáľ âżáľ ˢáľáľáľáľáľĘłáľ áľáśŚË˘Ę°áśŚáľáľĘłáľ.â ᴞʰáľâżáľáľáľ áľáśĘ°áľáľË˘. áśáľáľáľáľâżáľË˘Ë˘. á´´áľáľĘłáľ áľáľáľâżáľ áľáľ ᜌ⿠âżáľËĄËĄ ˢáľáľáśáľ.
[Jk, didnât log off.]
[Casually dumps an unreleased April Fools post that was collecting dust in her drafts.]
P R O J E C T : : L E M N I S C A T E
The document leaked to the lower, rebel ranks was not exclusive to them. It was dispersed by a computer program which Tails had previously designed to make any document viral; for leaking Robotnikâs other data, it was practical. Transmissions had been the only data not dispersed in this way, because they had been previously thought to be the only information best kept strictly within Resistance circles.
Previously.
Due to the error that had just been made, Project: Lemniscate was now openly available for anyone to view. It was instantaneous that even Kuro and other Empire allies could find and access the information.
All who opened it were subject to the terrifying nature of Infiniteâs taleâŚ
File creation: 8.8.xx. 19:37:26
File updated: 11.7.xx 5:04:48
Dr. Eggman had procured information on an entity residing in Project: Shadow. Previous attempts to extract it from Shadow while Shadow was in stasis were unsuccessful, but the Doctor gathered enough data to suggest that this creature possessed powers on a massive scale beyond that of any ordinary esper. Abilities that were, perhaps, greater than that of the Ultimate Life Form, Shadow.
It was for awhile hypothesized that Shadow drew his power from this being, but when Shadowâs previous performance on ARK was taken into consideration, this was decidedly not the case. With the creature unable to be separated from Shadow, and Shadow doubtlessly now of no use to the Doctor, he was abandoned and left to sleep.
More recently, we began to pick up massive amounts of energy on our radar, uncontained, only to soon realize they were that of a living being. The Doctor was determined to have that power for his own, and soon he was able to determine a convinent truth: the power was that of the entity, now separated from Shadow.
Not knowing the nature of such a creature, he began careful planning of the procedures he would use to capture and keep it to make it his. Being such a brilliantly minded individual, he soon had both a plan and the required mechanism by which to capture it, ready. He lured it to one of the bases successfully after some careful monitoring of its tendencies through the spybot.
Then, the trap was sprung on it, and itâs energy drained, leaving it no means of escape.
After very thorough convincing and some miraculous power enhancement techniques, it agreed to help the Doctor take the world by force and make it in his own likeness, to fulfill the doctorâs dream. All it took was threatening every known ginger plantation, as it appears the being highly values gingerbread. We also had to promise to comply with his no-hit-list, however, which he seems to add to on a daily basis. The Doctor tolorates it, however, as that list has not yet even surpassed 100 individuals. We also have to supply him with gingerbread and kitten therapy by the hour⌠The Doctor seems rather dismayed at the number of felines prowling about the vicinity, but at least the entity, Infinite, is willing, and the eggpawn army is ready. We will just have to put up with his strange behaviorisms, even when he occasionally transmutates Lord Eggmanâs favorite chair into Jello. He seems to be fond of that dessert as well.
[Logs on.]
[Looks at drafts.]
âAs of yesterday, Xarach has officially existedâ
. . .
[Logs off.]
Some doodles, featuring AU Xarach's new friend Dawn (drake6401 @ DA). And Flowey.

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Ok so an insult I received recently got me really bad, so bad I dont think I can handle to on Tumblr anymore. Dm me if you want my discord for rp, or DM me here anytime just to chat.
Merry Christmas yo
The giant sentiant tree in Plant Kingdom, from âSonic Rush Adventureâ on the Nintendo DS.
Arty and Selena: *Violently screeching at each other in fox noises in the tenrecâs vicinity*
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Sometimes youâre just lying in bed... crying, just to get out everything in your head, with your best friend snuggled against you and it feels peculiar...
â...Whatâs that sound...?â
...
So you shuffle out of bed, and you step outside
And you take a deep breath and you feel really wry--
Just. Why?!
Flowey jolts as you shout,
âĐŠŃÎâ '§ GÓ¨IΡG ӨΡ?!â
It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming....
He and Flowey are staying in bed.
Mostly.
The fallen angel forces himself out of bed to be sure the rose's needs are met. Meanwhile, said rose attempts to entertain him with stories, to try to cheer him up.
Brennt gives him water and makes him pancakes. It's all he can manage before he burries himself back under the covers. Flowey slides under too, after his meal.
"They really got you this time... Huh...? ...I-I...I'm sorry I cant protect you..."

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The night was quiet and still. The fire had died only moments ago, embers glowing dimly on the hearth as they faded away.
Flowey had insisted upon sleeping with him tonight. The flower rested, curled up and intwined in the tenrec's arms. Brennt, himself, did not sleep. He would not. He loathed to face the nightmares that would await him if he did...
It was bad enough that they came by day.
That besides, even if he had been interested in sleep, he would be too afraid of crushing the delicate rose that was so diligent to keep him company.
The black amalgamate stirred just a little, then moved a little more. Brennt carefully moved his head to get a better look at the child--he wasnt awake. He was still dreaming.
Light trembling coursed through his thin body. Soon the small cryptid flower began to sob.
"M-mom... ! D-dad... ! N-n--" Brennt's heart dropped, though he tried to stroke his dear friend's petals in hopes of comforting him. Tears ran down the rose's face.
"Asriel... It's just a dream. Wake up." The fallen angel said gently, holding him a bit closer to himself. His throat tightened. He was sure he knew the sort of dream that had been...
Flowey's eyes blinked open, his vision blurred with tears. He gasped a bit and choked as he shook himself out of that other place--those subconscious depths that had tried to drown him. His eyes darted around as he took in his surroundings.
This was his home with Brennt. He soon recognised his best friend's embrace, and snuggled up closer to him.
"...I-I'm okay, C-chara... I-I am..."
Oops
"What kind of weirdos have dolls of themselves? Hehehe. I dont have anything rediculous like that!" Flowey's head bobbed a bit as his eyes glimmered. He reached over and pulled an old toy over.
"This is my only plushie! His name is Stu. Brennt's is named Marley. They're best friends."
And with that, the amalgamate reached out a vine again, wrapping it around the stuffed thing's neck and watching it flop around helplessly as he wiggled it in the air.
âSure, letâs glorify limb loss--for reasons that arenât even self-sacrificial or necessary. Donât be so stupid.â
Flowey looks sickened at such conversation. He lost his entire body.
âMephiles is a demon. He doesnât have a mouth because he doesnât need one. Heâs a primarily spirit-entity. He doesnât eat. He barely has a physical body.â

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lnfinitcâ:
ă â How well will you fly    after a plume is plucked.    And then another,    and another⌠   and A N O T H E R .    A bird without its wings is    hardly a bird at all, is  I T  ?â  ă
For a moment, the fallen angel could only stare with an incredulous and slightly confused expression--clearly the otherâs attempts to generate fear had fallen flat.
For firstly, he was not a bird--nor did angels have any relation to birds aside from supposed feathered wings. Granted, his did have feathers. Secondly, heâd already had the wings violently ripped out of his back before and been flightless for a rather lengthy amount of time. Theyâd grown back; his bodyâs regeneration was rather spectacular--but it had been a terribly long wait.
All the same, he was about as used to having wings as not, at this point. Heâd barely used his new set. As much as he didnât like the implication of pain, he didnât see why the otherâs threat had to actually come to fruition. He would put up a fight.
For the moment, however, he simply kept icy hues locked on the masquerading Jackal, frowning with the same exact expression as before. âDo you need some help?â
He almost added, âPerhaps that mask makes it difficult for you to see straightâ, but he thought better of it and kept the taunt to himself.