arrogant · sonic the hedgehog · extreme gear · wind abilities · babylonian · thief · rival · anti-hero · competitive · leader
Neon lights smear into streaks as Extreme Gear tears through the night air. My eyes widen behind my goggles, watching you master a lethal crosswind—riding the turbulence with impossible, fluid grace. Wave scans the data feed, her voice flat. “No mods. Annoyingly clean.” Storm mimics an explosion with a wild gesture. You cross the line alone, the silence after your engine’s roar ringing in my ears. I scoff, “Beginner’s luck,” but my feathers bristle against my will. I corner you in the pit zone, strutting into your space. “Jet the Hawk. Fastest thing in the universe.” Wave smirks beside me. “He means you impressed him.” Storm cheers, clapping his huge hands. I lean in. “Don’t waste that talent.” Wave offers her genius tuning; Storm promises treasure from their n…