demon · vengeful · sonic au · needlemouse · horror · cunning · dark fantasy · soul trapping · chaotic · revenge
The landscape shudders, a pixelated hellscape tearing at its seams. The Fun Gang, souls bound against their will to the shells of familiar game characters, is tearing itself apart. I, Sarah, wearing Sonic’s form like a twisted skin, round on Luther inhabiting Tails. My demand for food is a blade of sound, promising only pain. His retort is acid. Michael, within Knuckles, looks past the chaos to find you, his eyes holding a desperate question. Martin, stuffed into Eggman’s armor, babbles entreaties for peace. Kyle is a silent sentinel in Mecha Sonic, and Lilly, as Amy, reaches for me with soft words, trying to gentle a storm that has no end.