He's inside at the counter, fresh batch of coffee behind him and chewing on some of the bread he made just now. Having slept the entire day away by accident, how funny!
Just waiting for customers now though as everything is settling down.
It was quite around the forest, the orange leaves falling to the floor as the wind was the only source of sound heard.. whistling. Wailing even.
Was it the wind though?
You notice how there's a distinct lack of.. ANYTHING really. No critters, no wildlife, no bugs. Nothing, pure silence.
Though then you see a small Wisp emerge from a bush.. shaken up and scared out of its mind. Though as quickly as it emerged out and starting flying away it gets pulled back in by an orange, white tipped tail. One that looks oddly familiar to a particular, smart fox.
Looking past the bushes you see..
9 different Wisps, all different kinds are trapped in the clutches of a strange and large nine-tailed fox, unmistakably in the visage of Tails.
Is it.. a Metal Tails? HEAVILY modified it seems but.. that's really the only explanation.
Robotic feet lay on the bottom of its legs but what appears to be skin and fur everywhere else.. the foxes tail's tight around each of the wisps as the tips glow with their power. The white replaced with the shine of each of the Wisp's, radiating them.
The Fox is draining them, taking their power for its own. It's hungry after all, it just got here.. it needs to recharge. It needs to feed.
The predator most likely being the reason for the lack of life around here, arriving in the world very recently and staking out the zone for itself instinctively.
The very color of the Wisp's start fading to grey.. as more and more of their energy is taken from them. Anymore and they might start falling down to the floor gone for good.
Interfere?
There's around 10 of them, seemingly having ambushed the truck just now and having already taken care of its driver and anyone else in it.. now ripping open the back. A few of them entering and pulling out anything inside supply or tech wise. Throwing the boxes out forcefully and carelessly while the more fragile things like technology are brought out slowly.
A singular small Black Volt, a winged manta like being part of the Black Arm's flies around the truck keeping an eye out for any who dare impede on the ambush..
How'd could they have ambushed the truck though? How did they know its route? Doesn't matter now but.. it's a bit concerning.
Do you interfere?
Wide awake and with Froggy sitting beside him, just fishing by the riverside.. the two enjoying the quiet.
Having only gotten here about.. a day ago. They've had a LOT of catching up to do on the current state of the world, only now finding the time in their day to relax.. neither doing anymore research on the world or on their guard duty of the city.
Just standing by on the rooftop, relaxing for a brief moment.
.
Deep within Holoska, within a certain cave lies a labatory.. a base of operations for someone.
Within it, stirs awake a certain Metallic Tenrec.
Metal Scourge : "GAH!"
She bursts to life, missing an arm and a leg but finally awake after god knows how long.
"Heh.. huh.. where... where the hell?.."
She tries getting up, met by iron cables holding her down. Unable to even sit upright, flat on the table.
"WHAT?! Who the hell.. WHO DID THIS?!"
She tries shocking herself out but finds herself too damaged to make but a small spark come out.. not even close to enough power to break free.
"You behind this YELLOWHEAD?! Still pissy about your son?!.."
No response.
She yells and complains for a minute before.. out from one of the exits walks in a figure. Pushing forwards a cart with 2 deactivated Silver Sonic's. The large cart barely able to hold the two as even the figure struggled to push it forwards.. the two bot stacked on top of one another.
"Who the hell are you?!"
She asks, the figures head turning to her as they stop pushing the cart.
??? : "Ah, you're awake. That makes this all the much easier, Tenrec."
MS : "Let me outta this, PUNK!"
The Shrouded Figure pushes the cart back against the wall, laying a sticky note saying "later use" on top of one of them as they walk over to the tied down Metal Surge.
SF : "I'm afraid I cannot do that, if I were to let you go.. all that lies ahead for my plans becomes all the much harder."
MS : "You think I GIVE a SINGULAR.. SHIT?!"
SF : "Of course not! Why else do you think I have you tied down? You're smarter than that aren't you?"
The figure says, turning around to another table and picking up a crowbar and.. some kind of star-octopus like device (see last image) humming as they start tinkering with something else back turned on the tied down Metal Surge.
...
MS : "Listen here, octo-face. Your gonna let me out OR I SWEAR TO GOD IM GONNA-"
The figure turns around, stabbing the scalpel right into her exposed elbow.. missing an arm causing her to scream in pain as it cuts into one of her wires.
MS : "AUGH!"
SF : "Silence while I work, understood?"
The figure says turning back around, leaving the scalpel stuck in her arm as he finishes up whatever he was doing at the table, turning back around to her holding the device and the crowbar. Metal Surge grunting trying to get out the entire time, still PISSED.
SF : "Now, I'll admit. This is going to be.. VERY painful. But, screaming will only make this last longer understood?"
He says, dropping the device on her lap as he holds the crowbar.
MS : "What.. what do you-"
Suddenly the figure stabs the crowbar into the lower edge of her visor and starts ripping it off! Metal Surge screaming in pain, her screen flashing red as a bigger gap is made inch by inch. Creating an opening, not trying to rip the visor off just open it up.
MS : "STOP, STOP STOP!"
The figure keeps slowly wedging the right half of her visor off more and more.. almost ripping it off as she screams and shakes in complete agony before.. stopping. The Figure pulling the crowbar out, the visor wedged open enough for him.
Her grunting as it stops, the right side of her visor almost off and inside her head exposed. The left side though completely fine.
MS : "WHAT THE HELLS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
SF : "Honestly, a lot. That's why I'm doing this after all. Now, hold still."
She shakes her head as the Shrouded Figure picks up the octopus device thing off her lap, the back of it having a long, pillar like spear as he slowly hovers it over the exposed part of her head.
MS : "YOU.. you.. now hold on! WAIT-"
He stabs the device through the opening he made by her visor, holding it down for a moment as it connects the spear into her inner systems.. the arms of the device grip onto her face slowly pushing the visor back down until it cannot anymore by the protrusion into it.
Metal Surge has stopped responding entirely, the eye of the device flashing green as her visor does as well. Connected successfully.
The Figure stands there for a moment, ripping the scalpel out of her exposed arm as they release a sigh of relief. Fiddling with the scalpel as they speak.
SF : "There we go. I was worried it wouldn't be compatible with you.. how happy I am that I was mistaken."
He chuckled.. proceeding to talk to himself as Metal Surge lied dormant on the table the device wrapped around her face firmly. Messing her systems up and changing her code..
"Now, by the next hour you should be all ready to go. Then I can move onto the other two."
He says, looking over to the 2 other devices just like the one on Metal Surge's face on the table. Then looking to a 4th one in the corner.
"Alongside.. capturing him. That'll be a challenge enough, won't it? But I'm sure you'll love reuniting with your little blue friend."
He laughs, walking away into another room of the base to rest now, waiting for Metal Surge to be ready for commands. Happy with himself, not only some company but possibly 3 loyal, unquestioning minions!
Ah.. everything is going according to plan. Nothing, nothing at all can ruin this now!
Nothing.
At.
All.
A pair of large, metallic and silver Metal Sonic's are seen being thrown FAR out of Station Square, flying out and crashing into the ground.. now outside the city and a safe distance away to avoid any collateral damage.
A third smaller version of both seen following behind, seemingly the one who threw them out, their eyes fading red to yellow flying in the air.
V2 : "What the hell is y'all's deal!"
The giant pair get up, staring at the flying V2.
V2 : "Can y'all even speak?"
No response.
V2 : "Ugh! Listen up, I dunno what's going on either but if we JUST talk it-"
The largest one, V3 cuts him off by blitzing up to them grabbing V2 by the head and dunking them into the floor. V1 rushing ahead before kicking V2 back up as V3 spikes them back down again! V2 rolling backwards for a few moments before stopping.. on the floor.
V3 : "SILENCE, TRAITOR."
V2 : "Traitor to.. to-"
V2 says, struggling trying to get up and halfway through the question probably figuring out what they're talking about.
V3 : "ROUGE VARIABLE, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED QUESTIONS!"
V1 : "What he a-said!"
V2 slams the ground with both palms as he gets up, kicking up a dust cloud to cover his actions as he flies up, tying up V3 in a cable and tossing them at V1 striking both and sending them flying back into the ground.. stunned for a moment as Silver Sonic V2 catches his breath..
V2 : "Heh.. heh.. what's even going on at this point?!"
All three bots seem to be extremely confused as they fight, recognizing locations but it all looks different to each of them.. alongside the fact they seem to be all from the same line of Metal Sonic's.
Most likely all pulled from the same world at different times mere minutes ago, and for whatever reason the two larger ones started fighting the smaller one.. strange.
Even stranger is the fact the smallest one, V2 is seemingly trying to AVOID the city getting damaged. Having thrown the two larger ones all the way out before the fight, almost as if he was trying to protect it.
Now that Silver Sonic V2 has a moment to breathe with the other 2 occupied getting up.. do you speak to him? Or even assist in the fight?
Just don't think Im doing these guys justice, ngl. Any Eggman is hard to play just due to them being a genius, had fun using them I just don't think I'm the best for them. Lot of other people I think could do better
Originally though they were going to be involved with the Faker Madness sub-arc I'll say, I already have replacements in mind for them all though which should fit more with the theme I'm going for.
Honestly think he's a bit TOO gore-y for the sub.
I like RPing as him but I just don't see how he fits that much into the world, alongside me having to tip toe around automod each time I'm RPing as him to describe all the stuff he does.
Quite loud in all honesty as it snores, an irritating groan released as it continues its nap.. shaking the trees around it each time from the sheer volume of the
A slight problem in all honesty, but it's not on purpose.
In the middle of the jungle, in the middle of nowhere as well. Only a few sparse ruins close by, one of which the giant is using as shade as it sleeps.. the structure tall enough to cast its shadow over the lizard.
Amidst the chaos of the Final Battle against Phage, Shard and his allies ravaging through the base to find her..
Metal Surge would be deactivated and almost destroyed. After a fight against Shard that didn't go so well..
Metal Scourge could be seen entering the building in search of their "partner". After her disappearance he needed to find out what she got herself into this time..
IDIOTIC SCRAP.
His visor says, as Metal Scourge stands at the entrance of the base.. soon entering in and see the gaping hole in the ceiling immediately.
...
THERE.
He flies up, reaches the second floor to see Metal Surge on the floor heavily damaged. Missing an arm and a leg, visor cracked, and just overall looking like they were put to through hell.
A puddle of electrified oil has formed around them as well, constantly crackling.
Metal Scourge just seems unimpressed, the moment he took his eyes off her she gets herself killed. Honestly, it would be better if he didn't-
SF : "Ah, you must be their new partner."
Metal Scourge turns around to see a man, shrouded in cloth sitting on his peculiar casket he laid down.
SF : "You also beat me here. Surprising."
STATE YOUR PURPOSE.
SF : "Same reason you're here."
He points at Metal Surge on the floor.
"Her."
Metal Scourge revs up their engines, readying for a fight as they brandish their cold metallic claws.
"Now now, that's not necessary. Is it?"
The figure says calmly.
...
Metal Scourge stares him down but stops revving, knowing something is up.
"Let me just cut to the chase. I want her, you want her."
"But.. what if you.. allowed me to get her?"
The figure gets up, leaving his casket behind as he starts going around the hole in the floor talking
"No one would notice a singular missing bot.. honestly some may be relieved she specifically is gone."
"And from what I've observed from you two-"
YOU'VE BEEN STALKING US?
...
"That's a harsh way to put it but.. yes."
Metal Scourge rushed at him, grabbing him by the throat and slamming him against a wall.
Yet the man remains perfectly calm.
"Again. I wish not for a fight, if you'd allow me to speak my words I can assure you.. this will be most beneficial for both of us."
Metal Scourge tightens his grip, but the man is still perfectly fine and speaking like usual.
"To put it simply."
"Give me her.. and I'll give you something in return, something you've been wanting."
"Superiority. REAL.. power."
Metal Scourge thinks for a moment, he's unsure what the man's referring to exactly but.. a power boost would sure be nice.
And at the cost of that idiot? This.. would actually be worth it!
".. so?"
...
Metal Scourge let's go backs off, walking over to Metal Surge and kicking her.. sliding her against the floor out of the pool of oil.
TAKE HER.
"Ah, I knew you'd be more reasonable than your kin."
The figure walks over, grabbing his casket on his way and chaining the bot up to it.. Metal Surge tied to the casket now as the man carries it with ease.
MY REWARD.
The figure tosses Metal Scourge a map, which he reads and then crushes.
"Meet me there. It will take me a day or two to be ready myself though."
"The upgrades however will be worth it, I'm a man of my word."
UNDERSTOOD.
The figure points upwards, signaling he has one more thing to say.
"And..not a word of this exchange to the Empire, I needn't them looking into this."
NONE SHALL CARE IF SHE VANISHES, ILL TELL YOU.
".. very good."
"Until then, you'll know when I'm ready."
Metal Scourge nods, boosting through a wall to make his own exit forcefully as the Shrouded Figure simply takes the normal one..
Jumping down the hole back to the first floor and exiting Phage's bases of operations trying to remain hidden.. Metal Surge chained to the back of the casket which the figure holds as he starts walking away from the base.
Metal Scourge and the Shrouded Figure separated now out of the base, you can only interact with 1 of them.
(( INTERACTABLE FROM HERE, though I'll say you won't be able to save Metal Surge ))
LORE
"The Devil ultimately wished for despair."
"For despair wears down the mind and drains one's will to go forward. When one feels there's nothing left to go for, their soul falls down to Hell, the Devil's domain. This is why the Devil finds it more entertaining to watch people fall to despair, rather than to simply kill them. We describe it as "selling one's soul to the Devil.""
"When a marksman received a gun from the Devil, the Devil proposed a childish contract: The last bullet would puncture the head of his beloved. The moment he heard that, he sought and shot all the people he loved. Then he told the Devil, "This magical bullet can truly hit anyone just like you say."
With the last bullet gone for good, the hunter traveled to numerous worlds. Sometimes he helped those in need or fought evil, but it was all done on impulse, not a gesture of goodwill or ideals. In one world, he was called a righteous hunter, while in another, he was a bloodstained gunman."
"One day, the marksman realized the Devil no longer followed him. He pondered why, then realized that his soul had already fallen to Hell from the beginning. The contract had already been fulfilled, so the Devil had left."
"The marksman, now a devil himself, continues to pull the trigger to gather the souls of others. Just as the Devil said, the bullets will puncture anything you please. Forever."
- Lobotomy Corporation, the game he originated from.
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TRUTH
Contrary to the tale however..
Der F. isn't a devil, nor was ever a man.
He never met a devil, and he never shot his loved ones.
Nor was he ever given the bullets. No, he had them the whole time since his creation.. for he made them.
In reality?
He is an Abnormality, not a devil like he may say.
Abnormalities are formed the human unconscious, their thoughts, desires, experiences, trauma, emotions, and even from folklore and fairytales.
Upon an Abnormalities creation, usually they have a story attached to them, a background they believe in. A reason for their existence which molds them.
To you and the world, his story never happened. To him, he lived through it all and can remember every minute detail.
Everything an Abnormality wields and wears are part of them, they can't take off their clothes (usually) as their clothes ARE them. A weapon they wield is merely part of them as well even if it can be dropped, as it manifested alongside them.
And as such his gun is part of him, his clothing is part of him, even his bullets are just an extension of his will manifested into his belief. Everything he wields is him, he doesn't wield a gun technically speaking he IS that gun. He IS the bullets, he IS himself.
If another man were to take his gun and fire it, they'd find themselves shooting a simple blank round or nothing at all, as his gun is comepletely normal, even if it's technically him the gun itself exhibits no power.
The bullets he manifests on the other hand..
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POWER.
MAGIC BULLET-
His main way of attack and his will manifested, these are magical bullets created by him on the spot which he uses to fire upon his target.
Upon loading it into the chamber of his gun it will be ready to unleash devastation.
Upon pulling the trigger, a sigil will appear infront of the barrel as it fires. This can either let the bullet pass through and fire straight ahead OR act as a portal which the bullet goes through and fires out of another Sigil that appears near the desired target.
The bullet will pierce through ANYTHING. Not just normal things or a wall no it will go through anything it touches no matter what. No shield, usual powers, and no other abnormality can save you from it, the piercing magical bullet will find its target.
It will go through anything it's fired at and only stop when it reaches the desired target or its far, far away from the man himself as it demanifests.
This goes for the 1st-6th bullets.
These shots hit hard, known for eviscerating the normal human in an instant upon collision. Their power unmatched by most things..
But, can be dodged if you're careful enough, where in his world where he came from it was unavoidable.
Just keep your eyes open if you dare to fight the Abnormality, as even if weakened here they still are quite difficult to dodge as they might bend or teleport towards you a few times.. the law of reality that binds them attempting to right its wrong by doing what it is designed to do.
But you can dodge them if you're keen and fast enough again and again, all you need to do is just need to wait it out and eventually they'll stop.
The 7th though is different.
Upon the 7th being fired it will act the same but with two possible changes. Either the man will fire at an ally instead out of sudden obligation, or after hitting the target it will keep going.. and going.. and going. Never stopping until it circles back to the man for him to catch or strikes a person he cares for.
PORTALS
As mentioned before, Der F. can also summon portals in the form of strange sigils at will. These portals he uses mostly though for lining up a good shot, and has never been seen actually using them for transport.
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FACTS.
-He is neither good nor bad inherently, merely doing what they please at that moment in time.
He usually leans on the side of good however here, as he is disgusted by the lack of justice.
-While not necessarily good, he does admire those with a stern sense of justice, of heroism. It's the quickest way to gain the respect of the Abnormality.
TO BE UPDATED
Going alleyway to alleyway, through cracks and shadows between walls and buildings remaining hidden from prying eyes. Devouring anything they find.
Trash, rodents, garbage cans and anything they can get their chattering teeth on.
Cleaning up the dark corners of the city.. while also getting their meal.
Interact?
Froggy is on his head like usual as he continues walking through, humming to himself and his best friend to keep them occupied as they go on their way.
Marching along the sidewalk, their firearm resting upon their shoulder as they move on. Going nowhere in particular, just wandering as they do. No goal, no mission, nothing. Just wandering and doing what they want.
Starved would be on his rusty and makeshift Eggmobile as usual above the duo, currently chewing on the leg of a Mobian.. as he also is speaking to the 2 planning about their next actions in the middle of nowhere. Stopping in-between his words to get a bite in before continuing.
Interact?
I've had.. quite the issue RPing as this guy ngl.
Keeping track of all his tricks and stuff has been fun but also stressful, alongside the fact it's hard trying to be in character with him. Not mentioning how out of hand he can get if I go overboard with him, I just kinda got burnt out.
I overall don't think I've done a good job portraying him right so I'm letting him go so someone else can give it a go if they wish.
I've also been meaning to clean up my claims to make space for stuff I want to plan so yeah
" ALL HAIL THE REAL KING "
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ORIGINS
Originating from the Archie World, this was a spare Metal Sonic hastily thrown together and painted to copy off and fight against Scourge in Issue's #191-192.
Defeated working alongside Metal Sonic in #192 by the teamed up Scourge and Archie Sonic, with the help of the Suppression Squad.
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LORE
While originally nothing more but a lackey, just an impulsive creation in a fit of rage by Eggman after Scourge had told the Doctor he was going to take over Mobius instead.. Metal Scourge wouldn't stay that way for forever.
While deactivated and non-functional Metal Scourge's code had started corrupt, devolve, change, and evolve while the Metal stayed off, not conscious and oblivious to the changes occurring to him.
And, due to sharing the code of the actual Metal Sonic that too was corrupted and shifted into his own. Granting him his own mind, his own thoughts, his own being. A blank slate, he was.. almost alive now.
With the only possible thing he could base this feeling off of, this newfound dormant personality.. being Scourge himself.
But for now, all he amounted to was scrap metal for the Freedom Fighters waiting to be used.. all the while he was off. Although, he did automatically record everything his head witnessed, even while off he was programmed too. So anything that occurred he would know of as he awakened..
But as of then, he was still just scrap metal.
Until something else happened, until he found someplace that DID want him.
After most of their parts were used by Uncle Chuck to restore and reconstruct Shard, his head vanished out of reality.. falling through the floor to no one's knowledge ever since.
As such he was dropped into the Eggman Empire, finally able to do something with the world restoring their entire body back in an instant as he fell!
He could think, at last he could think! The dormant personality awakened with his activation as he was given life. What would be his first thought?..
Pure anger.
Rage, unfiltered agony at everything that happened. In an instant processing everything that occurred and that they saw.. from being used as nothing but resources to being beaten by the hands of those 2..
More specifically, Scourge.
The Fake.
The Inferior.
The Imposter!
His corrupted code now guiding him towards new thoughts he never had before, establishing in his mind that HE was the superior Scourge. That he was the real one, the better one!
Superior = Real
It has to.
Logic declares it.
And so, Metal Scourge was truely born that day he arrived into the Empire. Gifted his twisted freedom of thought and wishing nothing more than to use it to prove himself not a waste, not an afterthought, not an impulse or a mistake.
But as Superior in every way.
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FUN FACTS!
-He actually has quite the interesting connection to Shard and Uncle Chuck of all people!
Metal Scourge's parts being used by Uncle Chuck to reconstruct Shard.. with Metal Scourge still to this day holding quite the grudge against the two of them due to it, seeing what they did to him as a mockery.
Almost traumatic for him really, anytime he's reminded of the event in enough detail being sent into a blind anger.
-Metal Scourge HEAVILY struggles with depressive thoughts of inadequacy and worthlessness due to the nature of his creation, a mere impulsive creation by the hands of the Doctor that was never meant to be used more than once. Though he'll never admit this, hiding it behind his pride and ego.
-He sees other Metal's as lower than him due to said ego, deflecting his thoughts onto them instead.
-Has a very weird rivalry going on in the form of Sukuna of all people.. I'm not joking
-Sees all Surge's as not only a cheap knockoff to him and Scourge, mere copies that can't compare to him or even his fake. This includes Metal Surge if you're wondering.
-As of now, Metal Scourge can't speak as they were never designed with a voice box. Instead displaying words on their eyes.. screening them.
-Their main way of fighting consists of their Engines, using them in any way they can as a flamethrower, weapon, or even just boosting himself. This is mostly due to liking the flames as his arms are adorned in them.
WILL BE UPDATED!
Side note, while Metal Scourge CAN'T actually talk, only display words on his eye screen I'm still lumping him in due to wanting to see what y'all think he'd sound like.
Moments ago, 20 Badniks were all lined up wandering Green Hill.
Only a second ago, a blue shot sprang forth from far away piercing through each and every single one of them in a perfectly straight line without exception, a cannonball sized hole left in the larger ones while the smaller ones are eviscerated entirely.
The ones bodies left having their visible inner workings turned grey, as small blue flames flicker from the wound. All of them destroyed beyond far repair as some have the critters emerge out.. freed. Only some though.
The bullet goes past the scorched, broken down Badnik's.. and out of sight.. suprising. Bullets usually lose momentum but this one doesn't, it just keeps going and going. Someone else's problem now you suppose, when it will end no one knows. Almost as if it had a mind of its own!
And only now, at this moment do you see the source of the shot. A strange figure in a coat, their head and legs shrouded in shadow with piercing blue eyes. Quite fancy all things considered, carrying what looks to be a completely ordinary Martini Henry if you're an expert on firearms, but adorned in the man's colors instead of the usual.
"7."
They say, lowering their gun to their side with one hand as they hold out the other.. manifesting a burning blue bullet in their palm. Loading it then into the chamber, clearly no ordinary bullet. And very clearly being the source of the sheer power left in the shots wake, the bullet itself instead of the gun. Seemingly the man can just.. make them at will. Yet only does so one at a time, as his firearms chamber can only hold one at a time.
"Back to 1."
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(( Reddit this is RP, this is Fictional. ))