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@oforbis​ // Jenny

                  ❝     You walked into the TARDIS. You know him. Why do I not know you? Who are you?    ❞

                           — Cyberplanner rising from his seat, glaring daggers at the blonde who had entered the TARDIS, before looking up and around as the TARDIS let out a wheezing moan. Someone familiar- someone the Doctor knew. He had access to all of the companions now, at least as far as he was aware. So who was this, and why was the Doctor hiding that information from him. Wasn’t there more important things that he would need to hide from the Cyber Planner than some random girl?

911 i’d like to report a crime

   She’s laying on her back, crimson eyes wide and full of wonder. Clouds. She’s never seen clouds before. There’s so many…  all the different shapes and sizes! She can’t help but find herself entranced by the infinite amount of details tracing each one. The way the sun’s light pours through, cascading and tracing against each one, captivating her so much that she almost doesn’t hear the other hedgehog speak.

   Craning her neck, she peers up at Shadow with a quizzical red stare. She’s unsure what to make of the question — Do you remember me ?

   Why, of course she does. How couldn’t she? That was her friend. Her brother. Though it feels more like an affirmation than common sense. A piece of information picked out of the scattered mess that were her memories. Memories of which she was still trying to recall. Still trying to make sense of. Part of her wondered if they were even real to begin with. (Or if it had all been a dream.)

   “ Of course I do, you’re Shadow ! ” A smile tugs at the corner of her mouth. She sits up abruptly, blonde quills brushing past her shoulders, now decorated with the clovers and blades of grass that’d been caught between the sharp spikes. Although she can’t help but suspect that there’s more to that question than a simple yes or no answer. Her brother never was much of a talker, Maria finds herself suddenly recalling.

thank you so much toxi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! uno reverse...

OH TOXI………….flips open my binder.

I think these two are like. Weird Friends here. Shadow is honestly beyond disappointed that Sonic stopped surfing after his accident, because no one else compares, and he REAAAAAAAAALLY wants Sonic to come back to the sport. It’s some kind of stereotypical rival interactions but man I eat it up.

//trivia also says that the writers were planning on working why negs was such a jerk, and it was bc he lost his morgana. unfortunately we didn't get anymore comics u-u

madamkezzie replied to your post “(So… Whomst wants to bet that he’s talking about NegaGosalyn? :’D )”

My Negs is just standing over here with his kid like :I my Negs is trying fam 😂

(JKSFJKSDFDSf... I- I want more comics... so badly. Especially concerning the Bastard Man and his tragic origin story. *lies down* Plus, side note: but the art in the comics is gorgeous and A+ icon material. lol But I digress- XD The whole scene with the Darkwings and how they all lost their Gosalyns gave me All The Feels (especially Quiverwing Quack) and I just- 

Yep. Negs lost NegaGosalyn sometime between DW discovering the Negaverse and that storyline taking place. If it’s not canon in the comics (although, based on the theme between the Darkwings and the narrative of the comic... I feel like it is :’D ) then it is canon on my blog because I SAY SO. lol It is... so tragic. Negs losing his bby girl AND his Morgana- 

*sad violin music plays* 

I can’t wait to delve into the effect that has on him. PFfffff... R.I.P Negs. :’D Kezzie, if you think Negs hated yours ALREADY... Gfdi, imagine how that ‘resentment’ has grown thanks to this new information. XD Tfw you convince yourself into thinking that you don’t really give a shit about your kid, only to lose them and realize JUST how much they actually meant to you... and that you caught Feelings without even knowing-it/meaning-to. If people thought those defensive walls around him were thick before they’ve just gotten reinforced as shit. 

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There’s a very obvious joke to be made here about all sides of Dimentio’s eye-strain of an appearance being bad, but it was a comment like that that had preceded Mr. L’s last unfortunate defeat at the jester’s hands, and he (surprisingly) manages to bite his tongue before he can launch into a repeat performance.

He fixes Dimentio with a glare and a snarl instead, his expression conveying all the pure, undiluted hatred that his unspoken words cannot. 

“You! You tried to kill me!” And the jester had very possibly succeeded– it’s all a bit of a blur. “How much worse can you possibly get?”

Unless… Mr. L’s memory is notoriously awful, but he’s almost certain that his last conversation with his fellow minion had included some cryptic and suspicious phrases: the sort that would make someone wonder whether Dimentio had had more sinister motives in trying to get rid of Mr. L than just sparing the count further failures.