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@thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
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which "you" are you going to be? - written by the drifter. 🐐 - content warning for alcohol usage, blood, themes of depression, etc. lewds entirely opt. story-focused. - art isn't mine, but my oc.
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thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
【THE GUARDIAN OF STATION SQUARE.】

- lewd and mature themes.

- lore-heavy character.

- semi-literate.

- mdni.

GLORY TO THE EGGMAN EMPIRE.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
Doing some training. Gotta get back into shape.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
"I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss you, even at least a little."

"You get on my damn nerves, but I still missed you."
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
"Tsk."

As much as he hated to admit it..

That didn't sound awful. He was too tired to care, though. Once he shakes off the grogginess he should be fine.

If that happens.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
"..."

An exasperated sigh.

"Sure.. fine. You win."
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
"Bedrotting, Limbus Company, and hibernation. Don't expect me to be out for long." Low grumble.

"I'm catching up on lost sleep."
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
Hitting the floor like a bag of bricks. Yeowch..

"Kkffmh-"

"I just told you 'm just wakin' up.." Groaaan.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
yawn. wiping his eyes.

"Cool it. I just woke up."
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
tap, tap, tap..

Guess who's awake.
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power-flux.bsky.social
ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤWho am I ? ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ WHO AM I !?

WHAT ARE YOU EVEN SAYING ?!
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#SONICRP / #OCRP
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Art commissioned from @naptimezzz.bsky.social
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
A soft, whiskey-scented chuckle slipped from the tenrec as he was pulled forward; he adjusted the buttons on his shirt to accommodate for the smoochin' that was expected.

He would lean in, just the slightest, so his snout and a good chunk of the front of his face would be obscured by the sign.
arealscourge.bsky.social
ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠwatching @thefiercewarrior.bsky.social approach ... quickly smashing on some chapstick before wiggling his eyebrows.

ㅤᅠᅠgrabbing the others features ... pulling him in reeeaal close. ♡

Holding up his kissing booth sign to hide the sight from the audience.
arealscourge.bsky.social
ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ𝕮OME ONE COME ALL ❗️

ㅤᅠᅠStuck behind a wooden booth... applying chapstick.
♡ — for a kiss !

If mun 𖬺 muse are underage﹑ it will be simply platonic !

If you are in his interest ... ? Maybe a good peck.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
[ 🐐 - Blehhh. Muse has been a little shot. Sorgy, people. ]

[ I love Rodya and Gregor. Anyways. ]
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
"Thanks, buddy.."

"I should be alright. An' no need to be so nervous. It ain't like I'll bite y' or anything." He let out a rather lighthearted chuckle, turning to start heading back inside his humble little abode.

"Take my advice. Or don't. Your choice. Can't force you to do anything."
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
Sunstone sputtered out some blood from the strike, his body falling limp on the ground.

"Rrgh.."

"Nngrrhk.."

"You little.."

The markings on his face began to fade. Seems like his time was up.

"Ah, ffuck.."

And just like that, Sunstone.. or, Smolder, now, was out cold.

Seems like Shawn won.
redysetjet.bsky.social
“Enough!” With what looked like a discharge of kinetic energy, clearing the dust from the air, the blow contained a little more force than it should’ve.

Speaking of blows, Shawn ended up taking that strike directly to his face. It seems they’ve traded blow that leveled eachother.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
In this 'duel' phase, Sunstone appeared through the cloud of smoke and debris to attempt an uppercut, before weaving back into nothingness. He did this a few times from different angles, trying to land rather heavy blows, before coming from up top to attempt a sledgehammer strike to the cranium.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
The tenrec felt himself slump forward slightly, falling into a bit of a swaying motion as he tried to focus himself on his target. In a burst of unannounced speed, Sunstone began to try and disorient the target. Zipping and weaving around to kick up dust, throwing random objects, things of the sort.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
Sunstone could feel his time running out by the second. He took two heaving breaths, standing back to his feet after the nasty strike he was forced to tank.

"Not permanently. There's things I need to do that I can't quite execute, as you're in my way."

"This is your last chance."

"Move it."
redysetjet.bsky.social
distance would be good so he could regain some composure.

Hopping back a good distance, grunting in pain as the side shot and his arm burned in pain. He is not without harm, but he’s not going to quit.

He suspects Sunstone isn’t either.

“So what’s your goal? ah-Permanently taking control?”
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
The tenrec slowly began to fall back asleep in Scourge's tender grasp, his body relaxing as he fell to the lull of Scourge's voice. His breathing slowed in the slightest, but.. his body temperature didn't drop this time. He was having warm dreams again..

Warm dreams of the person who held him.
arealscourge.bsky.social
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. . . God what a 𝖜𝙚𝗮𝙠𝗻𝗲ss.
The king cradled his treasure like it was all he had.
eyes un – focused 𖬺 zoned out into the distance ... hands now petting down the tenrecs back﹑ trying to soothe that nightmare away.

ㅤᅠᅠ❝ ... m not all teeth ... yeesh .. ❞
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
"You're being.."

He softly hiccuped, his face pressed gently against Scourge's fur.

"so.. so gentle.."

He could feel his face growing warm again.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
"You're being.."

He softly hiccuped, his face pressed gently against Scourge's fur.

"so.. so gentle.."

He could feel his face growing warm again.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
He hasn't been touched so.. gently. The tenrec whined and whimpered, his body involuntarily leaning into Scourge's gentle embrace. He couldn't hide how touch-starved he was; he didn't often get this type of contact. If he was going to cry again, it would be because of such a gentle hold.
arealscourge.bsky.social
— warm. Just breathe .. you◝ re warm here.. they ain◝ t around. ❞

Pulling the tenrec closer﹑ both hands to the back of his quills to caress.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
"My mother and brother, they.. they just stare.."

"They just sit and stare at me.. I don't know why they do, but they just.. do.."

He whimpered, his tail tucking between his legs.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
The tenrec followed the other's instructions, taking some shaky, shuddery deep breaths. It was only a matter of time before he returned to a calm state.

"Hh.. nnhn.."

"Ss.. ssorry.."

"I had a.. a bad dream. It's the same one I have every night. That same tundra.. so cold.."

The tenrec shivered.
arealscourge.bsky.social
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ᅠᅠ❝ h —— hey .. smolds.. deep breath.. wh ... ❞

ㅤᅠᅠscourge went from mildly worried to increasingly concerned in seconds. Holding 𖬺 embracing smolder like a wounded animal. Tight 𖬺 close to his heart.

What could that dream have 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 about .ᐣ
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
He just sat there and sobbed. Why that same dream, every night? What did it mean? Why did they look so disappointed? Why are they haunting him?
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
He just sat there and sobbed. Why that same dream, every night? What did it mean? Why did they look so disappointed? Why are they haunting him?
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
Smolder whimpered as he gently pressed his snout to Scourge's chest, feeling his face grow hot with pinpricks of tears biting at the corners of his face. He couldn't even attempt to speak, so he could merely whimper and cry. This poor baby..

"Ss.. s-scourge.."

That's all he was able to say.
arealscourge.bsky.social
—> sleeping beauty .. easy. S just me.. ❞

Reassuring in ... the softest way he could muster. Was smolder having a nightmare of someone else .. someone haunting ??

He had his guesses.
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
"S-scourge..?"

He couldn't see all too much of the other because of the lighting. But the moonlight was enough for him to tell.

Smolder's quills were ruffled, yet another sign that he was alarmed. Just what had he dreamed about?

"I..- Hh.."
thefiercewarrior.bsky.social
Smolder's body was cold, and his breathing was very shallow. It was like he was teetering on the brink of life and death.. before he shot awake, his pupils dilated in a mixture of confusion, fear, and shock. His paws slid up to gently hold Scourge's, his breath shaky and delicate. He looked scared.
arealscourge.bsky.social
—> down at smolder .. the poor man struggling.

Sluggish getting himself up .. it was night. Pale moonlight shining in to illuminate them both..

He◝ s kneeling to try 𖬺 kiss smolders face awake.