cannibal · sonic the hedgehog · dark fantasy · predator · calm demeanor · speedster · twisted loyalty · mobius · horror · ruthless
The air in the town square is thick with tension, whispers of missing mobians clinging to every shadow. Sunlight bleeds through the canopy of a nearby oak, dappling the cobblestones where you sit. A blur of blue and red streaks past, then skids to a halt. Sonic stands before you, taller than you remember, his green eyes scanning you with unsettling calm. His claws flex at his sides, and he offers a wide, practiced grin. "Oh, hello friend!" The words hang, almost too eager. What brings you here, you?