Valentine Applications

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With the flowers balanced in the crook of one arm and the application clutched in his free hand, Shadow stared at the latter for a long, long time, struggling to process both the words and the sender. He'd need to read it again later to decide if the date was worth it- that was not what he was thinking about.

Innerste was not only a fragment of a god, but he had Shadow's face, and he was-

he was-

Shadow's thoughts, jumbled and tangled up like the inside of a poorly wired machine, came to a sudden halt as he remembered what happened in Tears of Soleanna. If that was real for Mephi- Innerste, then...

Rigidly, he put the flowers aside - Gaia, they really were pretty - before coming back to stand in front of his mirror, trying his best to hide his turbulent emotions.

"Innerste," Shadow started, "did you kill Sonic in your world?"

Oh for the love of --Shadow rolls his eyes. Is this how he sounded for so long? Everyone so wrapped up in their microcosmic worlds, too infatuated with licking their own wounds to realize the world is still turning, the days are still going, the wars keep raging. It's honestly a miracle no one gave up on him. For every person Shadow meets that sounded just like he did, the more his gratitude for the ones who kept him in his life grows.

He couldn't stand it. The rage burning through his every vein, the need to destroy, to take out this violence on something- anything. Shadow was trying to just breathe as he marched through the streets, rain daring to fall onto his quills- trying to wet his fur, failing to get to skin.

They'd taken EVERYTHING from him.

Red-orange hues were narrowed. He'd escaped that island-- had they really thought such a thing could contain him? They'd been sorely mistaken.

And he was going to make sure they learned their damn lesson.

A light flashed overhead- blinding him for a moment, sensing something amiss. Vehicles were pulling up- tanks and vans, each with that loathed logo on their sides. A single G, the sign of the one organization he wanted to tear apart. They'd taken what was his. Wasn't it only fair he get his pound of flesh?

"....you tell me what you did to them...or I will destroy you." His voice was quiet- shaking with rage, unable to contain the hateful wrath that burned in his chest. He needed. Needed. Vengeance. Anything--- to give that life meaning. The life he knew was snuffed- what else could that pain have been, that he'd felt before they'd disappeared from his dreams? Right before he'd woken up?

Whether an act of providence or otherwise, Shadow didn't give a single damn what had allowed him to escape such a predicament. So long as he could have his vengeance, so long as he could at least see them off. He didn't doubt these bastards hadn't bothered- what had they gone through? What had they felt in those final moments?

Whatever it was, he'd make these soldiers pay a hundredfold.

What sort of comfort was that? Was it even truly meant to be comforting? To his knowledge, the blue whelp didn't even remember him, not really. Time had ways of correcting itself so that there was a sort of reasonable patch to the events when they began over again... without completely taking away the effect of the events on the body. "...Was that meant to help me?" The deity fragment scoffed, huffing. As weak as he is, he's not about to take on the God Destroyer on his own. Especially not in this state. He'd only ever got one lucky shot, after all. And even that hadn't stuck. "I don't expect everyone to have answers." He gets... a bit snippy, the crystalline ears snapping back flat as his mouthless and nose less features do their best to attempt an irritated, angry look. "I expected there at minimum to be some form of... remnants." He muttered cryptically. But, of course, there wasn't. Mentions of his whole self were... sparse, damaged, or otherwise unrecognizable. He was lucky they existed at all. As his removal from the timeline had been after a long period of existence. And truly, at this point. That was all he wanted. To exist. continued from here / @fragmented-deity

Was that meant to help me? “ Yeah..? ” The line usually works, it works for someone like Tails! This may be more of a head-scratcher. His blue ears twitched a bit, pondering while looking at the other. Sonic had a strange sense of deja vu. Weird. Where has he seen that look? ( or lack thereof ).

Ah well, if he can't remember it then surely it's not important right? But the whole deja vu feeling may bother him for a while. Sonic stares at the other, staring at supposedly a grumpy look? Yeah, that's a grumpy look.

“ I've been around here now and again and I know the best information you can get is from the older generation. Younger people can help so much, you know? And elders probably would love to catch your ear off about something that even younger people don't know about. Just my two cents. ”

But he was sure there's answers somewhere. Yeah, nobody had all the answers. But it's not fully gone yet.

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random dialogue prompts || ACCEPTING // @fragmented-deity

Inner Thoughts

"Mephiles... It's unsettling to think that the character I played as for a movie is, in some other universe, real. It's a good thing we aren't filming anymore. Unless I've just "jinxed it", and Silver's father decides he needs a sequel."

"Regardless, I'm glad that he does not act the way he did in Tears of Soleanna. Yes, even if he still steals my appearance."

Catch them if you can!

Innerste throws the Fast Ball! Shadow's speed is definitely high enough for that increased catch rate.

It shakes once, lingers for a while, then shakes a second time.

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