shadow the hedgehog. ⁽ ᵀᴴᴱ ᵁᴸᵀᴵᴹᴬᵀᴱ ⁾ (
obfuskate) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-10-08 10:43 pm
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Characters: Shadow the Hedgehog, anyone who crosses his path.
Setting: His room [ 03-14 ] upon awakening and beyond.
Format: Staaartin' off as prose, but I will switch about to whatever makes you comfortable.
Summary: One little hedgehog is grumpy and bumbling about the tower, looking for a way out, hoping to get back to Earth (someone's in disbelief, see). Oh, honey, no.
Warnings: Very, very mild cursing from him, should the moment arise that it would happen. (It's a rarity, though, unlike a certain namesake game he has.) Other than that, it really depends on who bothers him!
He honestly thought he was going to die.
Instead, he woke, his brain fizzing like a freshly-opened soda pop, his body numb for a brief moment. At first, it jolted him, the feeling of being unable to move coursing through his nerves, but soon, his fingers began to twitch, toes wiggling and curling within his hover shoes. Shadow was alive and well, no worse for wear beyond some burn marks, some bruising, and some nasty cuts along his arms and sides. Not only that, but he was in a bed, and he was lying on top of two very, very crumpled pieces of paper.
He rose, grunting and groaning over the aches all along his flesh. The letters were dabbed lightly in his own blood, something that made him wince. Disgusting. He didn't want to make a mess. Oh, and the fact that he was bleeding kind of sucked, too.
The first letter was an explanation of where he was expected to reside in this tower here, where to gain food, how to accommodate, etcetera. He scoffed, nonchalantly tossing it onto the nearby nightstand, before tearing into the other one.
That was the one that made his heart stop. His planet was destroyed.
He'd...
He'd failed?
No, this couldn't be. Someone had to be messing with his mind, and he was not about to have any more of it. He was going to confront the owner of this tower right now, settle this, and get back to his planet, saved from the clutches of the Biolizard and the plummeting ARK. His planet was fine. It had to be, or else he'd...
He'd failed her.
[ okay so! shadow can be wandering just about... anywhere and everywhere possible, basically lurking about and examining things as he tries to locate someone of authority. along with that, his roomies are free to find him in his room after having opened his letters. be careful, though: he might be just a bit more of a grumpypants than usual! u_u welp. ]
Setting: His room [ 03-14 ] upon awakening and beyond.
Format: Staaartin' off as prose, but I will switch about to whatever makes you comfortable.
Summary: One little hedgehog is grumpy and bumbling about the tower, looking for a way out, hoping to get back to Earth (someone's in disbelief, see). Oh, honey, no.
Warnings: Very, very mild cursing from him, should the moment arise that it would happen. (It's a rarity, though
He honestly thought he was going to die.
Instead, he woke, his brain fizzing like a freshly-opened soda pop, his body numb for a brief moment. At first, it jolted him, the feeling of being unable to move coursing through his nerves, but soon, his fingers began to twitch, toes wiggling and curling within his hover shoes. Shadow was alive and well, no worse for wear beyond some burn marks, some bruising, and some nasty cuts along his arms and sides. Not only that, but he was in a bed, and he was lying on top of two very, very crumpled pieces of paper.
He rose, grunting and groaning over the aches all along his flesh. The letters were dabbed lightly in his own blood, something that made him wince. Disgusting. He didn't want to make a mess. Oh, and the fact that he was bleeding kind of sucked, too.
The first letter was an explanation of where he was expected to reside in this tower here, where to gain food, how to accommodate, etcetera. He scoffed, nonchalantly tossing it onto the nearby nightstand, before tearing into the other one.
That was the one that made his heart stop. His planet was destroyed.
He'd...
He'd failed?
No, this couldn't be. Someone had to be messing with his mind, and he was not about to have any more of it. He was going to confront the owner of this tower right now, settle this, and get back to his planet, saved from the clutches of the Biolizard and the plummeting ARK. His planet was fine. It had to be, or else he'd...
He'd failed her.
[ okay so! shadow can be wandering just about... anywhere and everywhere possible, basically lurking about and examining things as he tries to locate someone of authority. along with that, his roomies are free to find him in his room after having opened his letters. be careful, though: he might be just a bit more of a grumpypants than usual! u_u welp. ]

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Namely, he was, but that's just his ego talking there.
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"So you are like a super hedgehog right?"
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"In layman's terms, yes. I am the strongest hedgehog created by man, Shadow the Hedgehog, the Ultimate Life..." He trailed off, a small hint of a smirk playing on his lips. "'Super' is an apt description."
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"Of course. There are others much like me," he spoke, one very certain blue hedgehog coming to mind, "but they are not as powerful as I. On the contrary, they are quite ordinary." No matter how much Sonic asserted otherwise.
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Shadow's voice softened, his gaze averting Romeo's.
"... I suppose you could say that."
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Children...
Children like this one, they were endearing. He couldn't deny that, not after having grown up with a girl as sweet and flawless as his Maria.
"Of course they are."
His eyes peered back over to him, all irritation in his body language and expression finally gone, blown away by the atmosphere. "You... mustn't call me that. Call me Shadow." 'Sir' just felt a bit strange. It was like if Maria called him 'sir'.
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Perhaps this boy wasn't going to be a little nuisance, after all. He... did remind him of her, for sure.
That was besides the point now, regardless. Shadow pointed down at him, his tone stern once more, but once again, it was not out of contempt or annoyance. "You are still a child. Be careful. Just because you have been revived before does not mean it will happen all the time. Other than that..."
He turned away, hands falling limply to his sides.
"Should I discover a way out, I will let you know."
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Wow, really?
Really.
"Until you are above eighteen, you are a child. To the world, namely to a fifty-year-old hedgehog," holy shit, yes, he did mean himself, "you are but a child."
Read: Shadow is a grumpy old man.
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He stared at him in shock... In Romeo's defence the life expectancy of a early nineteenth centuary peasent wasn't really that high.
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"I am well-aware of that."
What else could he say to that, really?
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At least that was what Romeo had deduced, since at home people were always telling him he should act more grown up, and how he was working and so was an adult. And here everyone treated him like he was still a baby.
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How odd. Italy... It sounded kind of familiar to him, yet he knew he had no idea what the place was. Ah, well, he's blaming it on deja vu.
"I cannot believe or deny your claim as we both cannot gather proof. Very well then," he conceded, one hand raising up to nurse at his own headache. He was beat, sick and tired of having to deal with this place already. "You are an adult. ... 'Practically' an adult."
Whatever.
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Mister just felt a bit... uncomfortable. At least he had to agree with the idea of looking around and knowing the tower intimately. It would likely be of help if he wanted to bust out of here.
"I would not mind," was his curt response, accompanied by a short nod. Shadow was giving him the go ahead to lead the way.
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Shadow had to wonder how many people had been dragged into this situation. Maybe the number would give him more of an idea about what was going on. Were they seeking a small number of victims to lie to, or was it really such a large number to indicate the amount of worlds 'decimated'?
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Of course, he still didn't believe them, but this was all hypothetical thinking here.
"I see. What are on the other floors, now?"
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He was quiet for a moment before he spoke again, "Well there's a cafeteria and a kitchen, there's also a resteraunt but that can sometimes be bad. There's two libraries, one of them is scary. Two forests, one of them is really bad with dangerous creatures so be careful! A swimming pool, a lake... two lakes, a meadow, an infirmary, lots of bad scary floors... And a floor where you can play games, and one with lots of instruments."
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