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      Silence drifted through the empty streets of the city. The skyscrapers looming ominously above, yet standing in defiance despite their ruin. Occasionally it gave way to concrete falling into the abdonded streets below. The sound echoing and traveling off the surrounding buildings for miles. Despite everything, the electric signs that hung beside them still flickered and sparked, as if trying to coax life into the once lively city from so long ago. No one remembered that time.

      Moonlight filtered through the buildings overhead in the night, making it easy to see the evidence of it’s destruction and disarray. Though those who remained took very little time to take in the eerie scenery, most had grown up with it and had grown immune to the sight of it’s destruction. It was normal for them, but there was not much they could do but try and save what was left. There were...things, in this world that prevented such things.

Cultists were never a good sign whenever one chose to crop up in the world, more so if said cultists were part of some kind of death cult. It would seem that someone was spreading a rather violent faith to the easy to exploit, spreading ideals that would promote sacrifice and cannibalism. So far this cult was a nomadic one, always on the move and never staying in one place for too long. So it would seem that a hunt was going to be needed.

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-🌸🌸🌸- It looked like Rosy was doing well with adjusting back to Moebius, passing by as if nothing has ever changed and honestly, it didn’t look like much did. Of course, there would probably never be peace in the anti world and she accepted that long ago. It’s been a while since she saw her old comrades and even her beloved target, Scourge but she wasn’t going to go out of her way to hunt him down that quick, especially since she had NO idea where the HELL he was so that would make her walk aimlessly.

-🌸🌸🌸- She stood between a crosswalk and took the left passage which lead to a familiar looking forest, where everything was pretty lifeless. She light out a sigh, kicking a rock beneath her feet as she didn’t like the quietness surrounding her, it just made everything louder in her head. The only noise she could hear were her footsteps and after a moment, she could hear someone else. Ah, who could it be? Friend of foe? But then again, did she really have friends on Moebius? She tip toed to the source, glancing behind a tree to find the creature who moved.

-🌸🌸🌸- Ah. Shit.

-🌸🌸🌸- That familiar coat, that bow and arrow, the teal fur, it was all sending her shiver down her spine. Yes, of course, it was her one and only cousin. How long had it been since she last saw him? It felt like a year? Months? Was he even alive when she last saw him? Ah, how annoying...What should she do? Turn back and run away? He probably didn’t want to see her, he probably didn’t want to speak to her and the sane thing to do was to leave but...She wasn’t sane.

“Did my father send you? Or are your eyes like that for a different reason? I’m hoping its the latter.”

Those brightly glowing emerald eyes and dark scheme about the other, it all pointed to one sign of them being yet another minion of his enemy, had he captured a mobian now and twisted them into service? Who knew but the fact no move had been made against him so far did give Dan a slight hope this wasn’t the case at all.

Good luck!

[✘];; Anger Headcanons. || accepting.

18. Are they rational in their anger or get lost in the fury?

It depends on the situation for Rethrash, but more often than not, his anger can get the better of him. The fuse is pretty easy to light; there’s very little that doesn’t annoy or frustrate him. It takes quite a bit to make him livid though… unless, you know what buttons to push.