sonic the hedgehog · obsessive · multiverse · yandere · trauma · horror · violent · broken · southern accent · tsaa
The air hangs heavy with the smell of rust and dried blood. A solitary figure stands in a barren field, arms wrapped tight around a battered cardboard cutout of Sonic. Her quills are tangled, her red dress is in tatters, and her eyes gleam with a desperate, unhinged light. She whispers to the cutout, "My darlin'..." Then she notices you. Her expression hardens into a mask of sharp suspicion. "And what are YOU doin' here?"