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CHRISTMAS / WINTER    THEMED   MEME

(Still Accepting)

🍷   /   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  coming  onto  them  while  being  drunk. @docfinite​

It was late night, during the holidays celebration of the Eggman Empire with various villains and lackeys from different multiverses, when Starline decided to get away from the party for a while, the ambient had become a bit overwhelming and these two... or three? Glasses of wine that he had were already making effect on him, so he needed some time to himself and just relax in a calm place.

As soon as he got out to the quiet balcony, he was met by the chilly nocturnal air, making his fur to bristle and fluff as he stepped further into the night, just to stop in front of the metallic railing and support his arms on it, watching as the soft clouds went by in the darkened sky.

It was quite relaxing... making him to close his eyes and smile calmly as he was enjoying this little break and the air against his face. He could get used to it... and even thought about just spending some time in there and then maybe look for Eggman to invite him there as well to spend some time together. Oh those were nice thoughts that he was truly enjoying.

Until he heard steps coming in his way.

Turning his gaze towards the source of the sound, he quickly spotted certain echidna that he already knew well. He had seen Finitevus in the party before, but they had disappeared from his gaze for a while. And now he knew why... they seemed to have been drinking.

                                                                                                          And a lot.

❝Greetings, Doctor❞ He said, avoiding to mention his name as he was aware of his own tipsy state, so he didn’t want to make the mistake of mispronouncing it. ❝It’s good to see y---❞ Before he could continue, he was met by the surprise of having the other mobian to make indecorous advances towards him out of the blue. What on Chaos name!?

Quickly, and as he could, he placed his hands right on the smaller one’s shoulders, gently pushing them away to avoid any kind of improper physical contact. After all... the other was married and drunk, so unconscious acts like such could get them into troubles. Maybe he was tipsy, but he could still have control of the situation.

It’s cold, it’s grey, it’s dark. It smells of death and despair. And yet, it lives and strives, in its own ways. This is not her world; this is not her home, but the dissonance she is so familiar with is very much the same. And so ,Lien-da roams on, and on in this place so similar yet so different.

However, she only goes so far before she feels it. A ringing, in her brain. growing stronger each steps. It hurts, a bit, but she manages. What is she looking for? Where is davial ? She was certain her crow had been there, gliding above, guiding the way. He was gonee now. Why did she feel so weak ?

    Over and over again the Doctor’s warned Shadow not to be too over-eager in his explorations of Pyramid Base. But then, Shadow doesn’t care much for this new Robotnik or his ideals or his obsession with the blue hedgehog ( what did it matter; he’s Shadow’s new toy, this new faker that’s so insistent that HE was the original ... and besides that, they’d all be dead soon enough ) so he does as he pleases, trying to discover every nook and cranny of this new home.

    And despite that, the surprises keep coming. First the obstacle who goes by the name of Sonic, second being Rouge’s suspected spying... and now an entirely foreign being. An echidna, nonetheless. Shadow thought they’d been eradicated long ago--the researchers drilled the circumstances of their disappearance deep into his mind during his lessons.

    There’s also a more unsettling fact: the copious amounts of negative Energy that radiate off of this echidna. Being an organic battery himself, Shadow finds it almost overwhelming. Still, he steadies his nerves and fixes the unknown Mobian with a hard look.

A soft sigh escaped the weasel’s lips as he held up a small beetle-like robot in his hand, turning it over. It was only half complete, and he was having a difficult time figuring out how to complete it with the new modifications that he made.

“Hm...” He dug through a small plastic box beside him, searching for the right screw that he needed. He had been working on new modifications for his robots all night, and he was a bit tired-- But he didn’t want to give up and save it for the next morning, either.

“Maybe...No, that’s not it...” He set the robot down, sighing as he rubbed his face with his hands. The familiar sound of someone walking into his shop pulled him out of his thoughts, and he tried to make himself look a bit more alert than he felt.

(( GO, GO, GADGET LEGS!! *smacked*

Fini doesn’t need to be tall. He has presence~ ♥

    Eggman sat quietly, glaring down upon a stack of documents that held themselves comparable to an encyclopedia from width alone, scouring word for word every reference he could to that one elusive facet of chaos energy that seemed to escape him each and every time he reopened this long arduous case. It likely didn’t help that he’d been awake for much too long in a room far too dark, his sources of light being little more than the several monitors that pierced the otherwise absolute darkness of his lab. “...Ah,” He mumbled as a finger dropped to the paper. Chaos Energy was fundamentally raw, an energy that by it’s definition held no discernible positive or negative properties unless influenced by the user or sheer happenstance, there was no indicator of it on a case-by-case basis - It was the sole rule of the field, after all. Chaos is the constant, variables typically meant nothing. That’s where the theory came in. Take something that defaults between an undetermined variable and zero, then subtract until all the positive is but a fleeting memory. Seemed simple enough, all he had to do was nullify the pre-existing numbers. The theory as evidenced by the diagrams and unfinished notes indicated was, in a sense, plausible - If only barely. 

@docfinite​

When the platypus returned to his bedroom after a long shift in the base’s lab, the first thing he noticed was the small box on his bed. He knew his place with every little detail, so it was easy for him to notice when something was different.

Filled with curiosity and doubt, he closed the door behind him and slowly approached to the object, fixing his gaze on it the entire time until he was in front of it. It had... a pretty black ribbon on it, meaning it was a present of some sort, fact that was confirmed when he took the small card and read its content.

He knew that handwriting... it was exactly his own, so with the initial on it was easy to tell from who this was.

A gift from Finitevus for christmas, how endearing~

Once all of his concerns were pushed away, a smile appeared on his bill as he took the box with both of his hands, examining it carefully to be able to open it without causing any damage. In all honesty, he was completely intrigued about what could it be.

Was it some kind of scientific instrument or tool? Maybe a fancy pen for his notes? Oh! What if it was a piece for his great collection of Dr. Eggman!?

Various possibilities crossed his mind as he opened it, just to be nothing of what he was thinking. He frowned when he saw something... pink and cloth-like wrapped with the gold trim. What was that? 

But as soon as he unwrapped and took it out he saw...

                                                                                                     A full set of lingerie.

Immediately, a deep blush appeared on his cheeks when he saw the clothing. Why on Chaos’ name would Finitevus give him such an... INDECOROUS gift!? This was outraging! He didn’t approve this! What kind of platypus did they thought he was!? Besides... he didn’t even had someone to use it for to begin with!

He was about to put it back on the box and open a portal to look for the echidna when he gave a second glance towards the lingerie that was now on his mattress. He... had to admit it had a very pretty color, it was his favorite even, how did they know about that? And the bows... it was truly a cute set.

What if...? No! He couldn’t, he had decency, he couldn’t just put it on. He knew EXACTLY what lingerie was for and he wasn’t interested in being involved in that kind of acts. And yet, for some reason, he was aching to at least try it.

He... couldn’t help it, he liked fine clothing, and he had to admit that the gift had a very nice and expensive material.