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escordvi2025-05-07 03:56 pm
heyyourenotsonic) wrote in escordvi2025-05-07 03:56 pm
So a hedgehog and a tenrec walk onto a creepy island
Who: Amy Rose and Surge the Tenrec.
Status: Closed.
Where: Thirst Trap Island
What: Searching for missing ships and crews and generally trying not to die.
Warnings: Violence, blood, zombies, body horror. A little angst for delicious spice.
[ Now that things have gone back to normal (as normal as things can be around here, at least) for the most part, Amy is happy to be out and about. She's been doing little things here and there for money, but when this particular thing came up, she knew she had to do it. Even without a monetary incentive, she would have come to the aid of those in need; and anyone who has gone missing should definitely be found and rescued. It's why she wanders the beach of this uncharted territory now, keeping to herself as she looks around.
The first thing she notices is the weird vibe this island gives off. For a few moments, she wraps her arms around herself and rubs the tops of her shoulders; it's not really chilly, it's just... a feeling.
She doesn't linger long, though. It's basically a ghost town... beach? There's not a lot here, except for the chilling sight of wreckage everywhere, from many a ship. Definitely not a good sign. The pink hedgehog glances up as the gentle fall of rain begins, and for a few moments, she simply stares up into the sky, before she heaves a sigh and shakes her head. ]
Something's wrong with this place.... hnngh. Get it together, Amy -- there's more important things to worry about right now.
[ She huffs and gives her cheeks a few pats, before she takes a deep breath and begins to venture further up the beach, leaving the waves of the ocean behind as she begins to investigate one of the wrecked ships. It looks like it's been there for quite a while -- it's decaying for sure, and she steps through the a gaping, rotted hole in the hull of the large wooden vessel, yelping as the wood beneath her right foot caves and she nearly falls. She barely manages to catch herself before she bites the dust. ]
Oof--!
Status: Closed.
Where: Thirst Trap Island
What: Searching for missing ships and crews and generally trying not to die.
Warnings: Violence, blood, zombies, body horror. A little angst for delicious spice.
[ Now that things have gone back to normal (as normal as things can be around here, at least) for the most part, Amy is happy to be out and about. She's been doing little things here and there for money, but when this particular thing came up, she knew she had to do it. Even without a monetary incentive, she would have come to the aid of those in need; and anyone who has gone missing should definitely be found and rescued. It's why she wanders the beach of this uncharted territory now, keeping to herself as she looks around.
The first thing she notices is the weird vibe this island gives off. For a few moments, she wraps her arms around herself and rubs the tops of her shoulders; it's not really chilly, it's just... a feeling.
She doesn't linger long, though. It's basically a ghost town... beach? There's not a lot here, except for the chilling sight of wreckage everywhere, from many a ship. Definitely not a good sign. The pink hedgehog glances up as the gentle fall of rain begins, and for a few moments, she simply stares up into the sky, before she heaves a sigh and shakes her head. ]
Something's wrong with this place.... hnngh. Get it together, Amy -- there's more important things to worry about right now.
[ She huffs and gives her cheeks a few pats, before she takes a deep breath and begins to venture further up the beach, leaving the waves of the ocean behind as she begins to investigate one of the wrecked ships. It looks like it's been there for quite a while -- it's decaying for sure, and she steps through the a gaping, rotted hole in the hull of the large wooden vessel, yelping as the wood beneath her right foot caves and she nearly falls. She barely manages to catch herself before she bites the dust. ]
Oof--!
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[ surge's voice is sharp, raising from what it was before, any sorrow that was in her voice is mixed with anger and displeasure. she's shaking at the prospect of how dare anyone tell her what to do. she's tired of it. she's sick to her stomach. ]
All you all do is tell me what I should be doing. Who I can't hurt, who hasn't hurt me. How dare you tell me to leave when you're going to try and die here!? [ does amy take her for a fool, does she think that surge isn't smart? as hard as life has been, she knows when people are making suicidal decisions, her entire life has been that decision within itself. ]
You're STUPID. I HATE YOU.
[ how many times has she told amy these exact words, maybe it's easy to hate. it always have been, during his manipulation, during her moments of realization, it's simply that it's able to condense her anger and insecurity somewhere that isn't happiness. she doesn't know why this specific person always manages to do something wrong to upset her, it's not as bad as sonic because she can keep some conversation, but amy always knows what to say to tap into that hate of hers. ]
Don't tell me what I want, I know what I want!
[ the crying child that rises with the water below, how it makes it up to the cracks, inflated flesh of an arm thumping onto the worn wood by surge's foot. water drips, the weather outside only becoming harsher as the wind picks up. surge lifts her foot, and as the child's head comes up, the tenrec's shoe comes down, crushing the creature with a nasty pop that stains her pants and splashes red and black onto the floor.
a flash of light covers her body, white and blue sparks starts to circle around her as her body is unable to hold it in. the girl's eyes become brighter than ever before, nothing like amy saw before when they had dulled, this is like something is living wild within surge. she smacks her hands together, sparks shooting off and disappearing. it's like a machine that's close to exploding, but rather than smoke coming off of her, it's simply sparks as flashes of lights dance across the metal circles of her wrist.
the electricity manages to hit the water by their feet, popping and crackling loudly almost like a storm. there's reasons why she can't listen to amy, not only because no one tells surge what to do anymore, it's because there's something of a goal she's crafted ever since deciding to kill sonic. she'll end the cycle in her own way. surge steps forward, electricity bouncing off wildly now as a a current of it engulfs her inside body hiding her within a shame of blueish white.
if she wants to know about surge, then she has to play by surge's way. how dare she say that surge can explain herself, but also say in another breath how this is how surge will get rid of her. if surge kills her, it'll be by her own methods that she chooses herself. this isn't anything orchestrated by her, this isn't what she wants. don't lie to her, don't act like she wants to understand surge's pain if she's so keen on dying. ]
I WANT TO BE A HERO AND I'M NOT GUNNA LET YOU RUIN IT!
[ the metal piercings of her attire glow brighter than herself, indicating that the electricity must be tuning with this specific jewelry. in her eyes, the iris gains a zig-zag pattern that hangs off the edge, and the bumps along her bracelet eject like antennae, an electrical current lights up a bright blue as a massive strike of electricity leaves from surge's body and explodes directly onto amy's own body, considering she's wet from falling in the water and hasn't dried properly, the electrical flow swallows here easily.
whatever creatures are close to them are also damaged by the attack, their bodies kissed with electrical strikes and their bodies exploding upon impact. the surge manages to light up the area, a bright spark that depending on where people are placed can probably see from a distance. because this only lasts for so long, ejecting that much energy only results in all that surge has kept in herself leaves the girl empty, knees dropping to the ground as smoke wafts off of her, tears building in the corner of her eyes, until lids shut, the front of her face pitched black as she drops against the ground. ]
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[ Seriously, HOW many times does Amy have to confess that? Every time she and Surge come face to face, it's the same thing over and over again. The arguments, the yelling. It's not pleasant for either party involved, which is why Amy has done her damn best to avoid the tenrec the last several days. She legitimately doesn't know how to deal with Surge, and that's because she knows next to nothing about the other girl.
And here it comes again, the 'you're stupid, I hate you' line. It doesn't upset Amy anymore, not like it had the first few times. She's used to it from Surge now and has come to honestly expect it. So when it finally comes, the pink hedgehog simply closes her eyes. ]
I know you do, I know. I'm sorry you feel that way, Surge.
[ The other girl is more agitated than she's ever seen her, though. Her eyes flick back to the green girl, watching in both amazement and confusion as sparks of electricity begin to build not only around her, but ON her. That's a new trick, one she's not seen Surge use before -- including her eyes. Huh. ]
H-Hey, no one is trying to--!
[ 'take that away from you' is what she wants to end it with. But she can't. She literally can't even speak, because the electricity that had been crawling off of Surge sparks and ignites, and all Amy can see is white. It hurts; it hurts a LOT but after a few seconds she goes numb, and everything goes black. Amy slumps, unconscious -- the last thing she thinks she can hear is another thump. But who knows. ]
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he would recognize that flash of light anywhere—a jolt of white, almost bluish electricity that struck through the sky like lightning. whatever he was doing before doesn't matter. in an instant, his hydro-coil tails are pushing him towards his destination.
what's left of the babies has been torn apart by the overcharge, and it doesn't take long for kit to come across two unconscious bodies.
naturally, the green one is the one he approaches first, picking up surge with a shaky voice. ]
Surge—Surge, are you okay?
[ if she doesn't answer, he'll leave here and now. ]
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Get her... out... I'll ...fine...
[ surge will be fine, it just takes... time, but it hurts to move. the water below is still building up, but not as fast as it was... perhaps the creatures here were causing the water to move at a quick pace? ]
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it isn't difficult to leave the area with kit's skills in consideration, the water bending away where they pass. it's only when he and surge are leaving the location, amy left resting on the doorstep, that kit pulls out his shellphone. ]