CHERRY IN: CORNERED ANIMAL
@thornedvessel.bsky.social
Tired of being the nail? Be the hammer instead.
[🍒] written by Slushie! He/him. Adult. Warnings for gore, blood, and death.
Executioner Event: 2/9/26-???
[🍒] written by Slushie! He/him. Adult. Warnings for gore, blood, and death.
Executioner Event: 2/9/26-???
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temp pinned!
[🍒] Indie portrayal of a STH oc (kind of)
[🍒] Heavily Outcome Memories based but willing to branch out of that!
[🍒] Maybe kind of a look at someone who got tired of being in Hell and decided to start biting demons instead of running.
#STHRP #SonicRP #OutcomeMemoriesRP #OMRP
[🍒] Indie portrayal of a STH oc (kind of)
[🍒] Heavily Outcome Memories based but willing to branch out of that!
[🍒] Maybe kind of a look at someone who got tired of being in Hell and decided to start biting demons instead of running.
#STHRP #SonicRP #OutcomeMemoriesRP #OMRP
He’s curled up into a ball. It still hurts to move right now.
February 9, 2026 at 11:11 PM
He’s curled up into a ball. It still hurts to move right now.
slushie 🍧
// I know I made a concept for Executioner Cherry a while back but I’m not using it for this event. I’m pulling some influence from the Werehog because I think it would be awesome.
// I know I made a concept for Executioner Cherry a while back but I’m not using it for this event. I’m pulling some influence from the Werehog because I think it would be awesome.
February 9, 2026 at 10:52 PM
slushie 🍧
// I know I made a concept for Executioner Cherry a while back but I’m not using it for this event. I’m pulling some influence from the Werehog because I think it would be awesome.
// I know I made a concept for Executioner Cherry a while back but I’m not using it for this event. I’m pulling some influence from the Werehog because I think it would be awesome.
When Cherry wakes, it’s to an empty cave and agony wracking his body. He supposed he would be thankful for the quiet were his head not pounding.
He forces himself up on shaking, unsteady arms. For all the good it does as he finds himself collapsing back onto the ground with a groan. It is at this -
He forces himself up on shaking, unsteady arms. For all the good it does as he finds himself collapsing back onto the ground with a groan. It is at this -
February 9, 2026 at 10:36 PM
When Cherry wakes, it’s to an empty cave and agony wracking his body. He supposed he would be thankful for the quiet were his head not pounding.
He forces himself up on shaking, unsteady arms. For all the good it does as he finds himself collapsing back onto the ground with a groan. It is at this -
He forces himself up on shaking, unsteady arms. For all the good it does as he finds himself collapsing back onto the ground with a groan. It is at this -
“Wait, really?”
“Didn’t mean for it to come out that way.”
“Didn’t mean for it to come out that way.”
February 9, 2026 at 8:58 PM
“Wait, really?”
“Didn’t mean for it to come out that way.”
“Didn’t mean for it to come out that way.”
“Uhhh, yeah. Totally.”
February 9, 2026 at 8:40 PM
“Uhhh, yeah. Totally.”
“Eh, just the usual.”
February 9, 2026 at 8:25 PM
“Eh, just the usual.”
slushie 🍧
// psst guys. we have drafts now.
// psst guys. we have drafts now.
February 9, 2026 at 8:24 PM
slushie 🍧
// psst guys. we have drafts now.
// psst guys. we have drafts now.
He snorted, rolling his eyes. “Please. I don’t know where you got the impression that I was “pushed aside” but whatever.”
Ah, but there’s the promise of a small taste of power. Rare here, and usually found with the creature that’s staring him down. It’s a carrot on a stick being dangled in front -
Ah, but there’s the promise of a small taste of power. Rare here, and usually found with the creature that’s staring him down. It’s a carrot on a stick being dangled in front -
𝚲ℕ 𝐄乂𝐄𝗖𝗨Ͳ𝚰𝑂ℕ𝐄ʀⴰ
𝚲┗┗ 𝚰 ℕ𝐄𝐄𝗗❟ 𝚰ꚃ ￥𝑂𝗨ʀ 𝚲ℕꚃ⨈𝐄ʀⴰ
𝗗𝑂 ￥𝑂𝗨 ⨈𝚲ℕͲ Ͳ𝑂 ꚃ𝗖𝑂ʀℕ Ͳ𝙃𝐄 ⨈𝑂ʀ┗𝗗 Ͳ𝙃𝚲Ͳ Ꝑ𝗨ꚃ𝙃𝐄𝗗 ￥𝑂𝗨 𝚲ꚃ𝚰𝗗𝐄❔
𝚲┗┗ 𝚰 ℕ𝐄𝐄𝗗❟ 𝚰ꚃ ￥𝑂𝗨ʀ 𝚲ℕꚃ⨈𝐄ʀⴰ
𝗗𝑂 ￥𝑂𝗨 ⨈𝚲ℕͲ Ͳ𝑂 ꚃ𝗖𝑂ʀℕ Ͳ𝙃𝐄 ⨈𝑂ʀ┗𝗗 Ͳ𝙃𝚲Ͳ Ꝑ𝗨ꚃ𝙃𝐄𝗗 ￥𝑂𝗨 𝚲ꚃ𝚰𝗗𝐄❔
February 9, 2026 at 8:20 PM
He snorted, rolling his eyes. “Please. I don’t know where you got the impression that I was “pushed aside” but whatever.”
Ah, but there’s the promise of a small taste of power. Rare here, and usually found with the creature that’s staring him down. It’s a carrot on a stick being dangled in front -
Ah, but there’s the promise of a small taste of power. Rare here, and usually found with the creature that’s staring him down. It’s a carrot on a stick being dangled in front -
Oh, how every word uttered makes him want to spit, snarl, and scream his lungs out. Anything to drown out the words he does not want to hear. Not in this moment. Not ever.
He could shout, call him a liar. He would be well within his right to. Instead, the corner of his mouth turns downwards.
He could shout, call him a liar. He would be well within his right to. Instead, the corner of his mouth turns downwards.
⠀
𝚰 ꚃ𝙃𝗨𝗗𝗗𝐄ʀ 𝚰ℕ ￥𝐄𝚲ʀℕ 𝚲Ͳ Ͳ𝙃𝐄 Ͳ𝙃𝑂𝗨𝗚𝙃Ͳ 𝑂Ғ 𝚲ℕ 𝚰ℕҒ𝚰ℕ𝚰Ͳ𝐄 𝚲𝗚𝑂ℕ𝚰之𝚰ℕ𝗚 𝐄乂𝚰ꚃͲ𝐄ℕ𝗖𝐄ⴰ Ͳ𝙃𝐄 Ꝑ𝚲𝚰ℕ❟ ꚃ𝑂 ⨈𝑂ℕ𝗗𝐄ʀ𝑂𝗨ꚃⴰ
ᴯ𝗨Ͳ ￥𝑂𝗨 ⴰⴰⴰ
￥𝑂𝗨ⴰ
𝚲𝙃❟ ￥𝑂𝗨ⴰ
Ͳ𝙃𝚲ℕ𝐊 ￥𝑂𝗨❟ 𝗖𝙃𝐄ʀʀ￥ⴰ ￥𝑂𝗨❜⛛𝐄 𝗚𝚰⛛𝐄ℕ Ⅿ𝐄 𝚲ℕ 𝚰𝗗𝐄𝚲ⴰ
⠀
𝚰 ꚃ𝙃𝗨𝗗𝗗𝐄ʀ 𝚰ℕ ￥𝐄𝚲ʀℕ 𝚲Ͳ Ͳ𝙃𝐄 Ͳ𝙃𝑂𝗨𝗚𝙃Ͳ 𝑂Ғ 𝚲ℕ 𝚰ℕҒ𝚰ℕ𝚰Ͳ𝐄 𝚲𝗚𝑂ℕ𝚰之𝚰ℕ𝗚 𝐄乂𝚰ꚃͲ𝐄ℕ𝗖𝐄ⴰ Ͳ𝙃𝐄 Ꝑ𝚲𝚰ℕ❟ ꚃ𝑂 ⨈𝑂ℕ𝗗𝐄ʀ𝑂𝗨ꚃⴰ
ᴯ𝗨Ͳ ￥𝑂𝗨 ⴰⴰⴰ
￥𝑂𝗨ⴰ
𝚲𝙃❟ ￥𝑂𝗨ⴰ
Ͳ𝙃𝚲ℕ𝐊 ￥𝑂𝗨❟ 𝗖𝙃𝐄ʀʀ￥ⴰ ￥𝑂𝗨❜⛛𝐄 𝗚𝚰⛛𝐄ℕ Ⅿ𝐄 𝚲ℕ 𝚰𝗗𝐄𝚲ⴰ
⠀
February 9, 2026 at 7:47 PM
Oh, how every word uttered makes him want to spit, snarl, and scream his lungs out. Anything to drown out the words he does not want to hear. Not in this moment. Not ever.
He could shout, call him a liar. He would be well within his right to. Instead, the corner of his mouth turns downwards.
He could shout, call him a liar. He would be well within his right to. Instead, the corner of his mouth turns downwards.
// angst aside, i really should have cherry maul someone /joking
February 9, 2026 at 7:14 PM
// angst aside, i really should have cherry maul someone /joking
slushie 🍧
// cold induced joint pain guh
// cold induced joint pain guh
February 9, 2026 at 6:45 PM
slushie 🍧
// cold induced joint pain guh
// cold induced joint pain guh
He winces at the sensation of fingers digging into sleeved shoulders. One of his hands finally find their place on one of her shoulders in turn.
“Roxy-“, Cherry spoke, voice soft. His next sentence catches in his throat. It would be easy to state the truth, right then and there. Rip that bandaid -
“Roxy-“, Cherry spoke, voice soft. His next sentence catches in his throat. It would be easy to state the truth, right then and there. Rip that bandaid -
anything. ]
" Y- You can stop fuckin' with me, man. This isn't- This isn't funny. "
[ It's strange words to hear out of someone who can't stop smiling, no matter how much they want to.
..And that itself isn't a pleasant experience. ]
" Y- You can stop fuckin' with me, man. This isn't- This isn't funny. "
[ It's strange words to hear out of someone who can't stop smiling, no matter how much they want to.
..And that itself isn't a pleasant experience. ]
February 9, 2026 at 6:00 PM
He winces at the sensation of fingers digging into sleeved shoulders. One of his hands finally find their place on one of her shoulders in turn.
“Roxy-“, Cherry spoke, voice soft. His next sentence catches in his throat. It would be easy to state the truth, right then and there. Rip that bandaid -
“Roxy-“, Cherry spoke, voice soft. His next sentence catches in his throat. It would be easy to state the truth, right then and there. Rip that bandaid -
Oh. Well, that explained so much. Odd as it sounds to him. (Then again, given the creature he had spent so long around, Amy being someone that was made rather than born is more of a small surprise at this point.)
One his hands move, patting lightly at her back. Awkward, stilted, but sorely needed.
One his hands move, patting lightly at her back. Awkward, stilted, but sorely needed.
to him thus far — and that pulling back was what was best here. Much like someone else sharing the name, maybe she'd gotten too comfortable.
She didn't know.
But what she did know, was that she was forever alone and forever imperfect.
She didn't know.
But what she did know, was that she was forever alone and forever imperfect.
February 9, 2026 at 5:42 PM
Oh. Well, that explained so much. Odd as it sounds to him. (Then again, given the creature he had spent so long around, Amy being someone that was made rather than born is more of a small surprise at this point.)
One his hands move, patting lightly at her back. Awkward, stilted, but sorely needed.
One his hands move, patting lightly at her back. Awkward, stilted, but sorely needed.
“For you?” His own hand reaches out, only to hesitate. It simply hangs there instead.
“It was 2020 when, um, yeah…”
“It was 2020 when, um, yeah…”
February 9, 2026 at 5:12 PM
“For you?” His own hand reaches out, only to hesitate. It simply hangs there instead.
“It was 2020 when, um, yeah…”
“It was 2020 when, um, yeah…”
“What?” He balks at that. Two little words and it’s enough to feel like he’s been hit over the head with a rock. She’s been here for far longer.
“N-No? 2020.”
“N-No? 2020.”
February 9, 2026 at 4:42 PM
“What?” He balks at that. Two little words and it’s enough to feel like he’s been hit over the head with a rock. She’s been here for far longer.
“N-No? 2020.”
“N-No? 2020.”
He stays there in her grasp, wrapped in its warmth and yet, feeling none of it at all. He does not move. He’s not sure if he wants to, despite the urge tugging at him.
His hands are what move first. Not to pull her tight but to rest again her back.
Then, he speaks.
His hands are what move first. Not to pull her tight but to rest again her back.
Then, he speaks.
An uplifting tone found the air of the park they sat upon; eerily ignoring her own ironic past and lack of experience in "family."
February 9, 2026 at 4:40 PM
He stays there in her grasp, wrapped in its warmth and yet, feeling none of it at all. He does not move. He’s not sure if he wants to, despite the urge tugging at him.
His hands are what move first. Not to pull her tight but to rest again her back.
Then, he speaks.
His hands are what move first. Not to pull her tight but to rest again her back.
Then, he speaks.
slushie 🍧
// Subjecting my not hedgehog to a conniption fit lmao
// Subjecting my not hedgehog to a conniption fit lmao
February 9, 2026 at 3:16 PM
slushie 🍧
// Subjecting my not hedgehog to a conniption fit lmao
// Subjecting my not hedgehog to a conniption fit lmao
“What?”, comes the question in all its stilted, disbelieving glory. He’s well aware he heard her response perfectly fine. He cannot seem to wrap his head around it quite yet.
It floats in the ocean of his mind, but never sinking like a stone.
“What do you- I mean- 2026?” Cherry’s head turns -
It floats in the ocean of his mind, but never sinking like a stone.
“What do you- I mean- 2026?” Cherry’s head turns -
February 9, 2026 at 3:15 PM
“What?”, comes the question in all its stilted, disbelieving glory. He’s well aware he heard her response perfectly fine. He cannot seem to wrap his head around it quite yet.
It floats in the ocean of his mind, but never sinking like a stone.
“What do you- I mean- 2026?” Cherry’s head turns -
It floats in the ocean of his mind, but never sinking like a stone.
“What do you- I mean- 2026?” Cherry’s head turns -
Reposted by CHERRY IN: CORNERED ANIMAL
He tenses up at the touch briefly, only to settle down upon hearing her voice.
“Can’t help it.”, he mumbles, hunching forward and folding his arms over his lap. “Believe me, I’m trying. I just can’t help but 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 about it sometimes.”
“…. What year is it?”
“Can’t help it.”, he mumbles, hunching forward and folding his arms over his lap. “Believe me, I’m trying. I just can’t help but 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 about it sometimes.”
“…. What year is it?”
February 9, 2026 at 2:48 PM
He tenses up at the touch briefly, only to settle down upon hearing her voice.
“Can’t help it.”, he mumbles, hunching forward and folding his arms over his lap. “Believe me, I’m trying. I just can’t help but 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 about it sometimes.”
“…. What year is it?”
“Can’t help it.”, he mumbles, hunching forward and folding his arms over his lap. “Believe me, I’m trying. I just can’t help but 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 about it sometimes.”
“…. What year is it?”
“Sometimes I wonder how long I’ve actually been, you know-“
“It’s still 2020, right?”
“It’s still 2020, right?”
February 9, 2026 at 2:22 PM
“Sometimes I wonder how long I’ve actually been, you know-“
“It’s still 2020, right?”
“It’s still 2020, right?”
[NC]
For once, I’m so glad I don’t have context.
For once, I’m so glad I don’t have context.
February 9, 2026 at 1:10 PM
[NC]
For once, I’m so glad I don’t have context.
For once, I’m so glad I don’t have context.
[NC]
Hwat
Hwat
February 9, 2026 at 12:46 PM
[NC]
Hwat
Hwat
slushie 🍧
// A couple more outfits that I didn't feel like lining lollll
// A couple more outfits that I didn't feel like lining lollll
February 9, 2026 at 11:59 AM
slushie 🍧
// A couple more outfits that I didn't feel like lining lollll
// A couple more outfits that I didn't feel like lining lollll
Then what was the point?? Of that?? Huh???
February 9, 2026 at 1:09 AM
Then what was the point?? Of that?? Huh???