Snow || Son of a Shadow

Somewhat.

Tapping his chin with his organic arm. He really needs to get more practice on EVERYTHING that his Doom Claw could do.

Depictions of Boomer Walrus from Archie's Sonic the Hedgehog comic.

Mechanical Genius and Muscle of the Suppression Squad. Both gifted and savage at the same time.

➨ Descriptive
➨ (N)SFW
➨ Rated 18+ for Mature/Disturbing themes
➨ Favor Banter/Story
➨ OCs? OK!
➨ #SonicRP / #MVRP

Profile 🎨: MangoCatArt (comm'd by writer)

a pixel art of a robot standing in front of a burning city at night ALT: a pixel art of a robot standing in front of a burning city at night

Admittedly brought another world’s problems to Mobius…

That being a sentinel. No civilans hurt yet though!

𝕷𝖆𝖟𝖎𝖊𝖑

"𝔇𝔦𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔰, 𝔓𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔪𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔰𝔨𝔶..."

He/Him
Gay
Self-Sert in AUs
Worshipper of dark deitys.
Canine-Beithir Hybrid

“Huh…do you always wear that armour?”

"Not even the extra protection of metal over flesh?"

Asking with a curious look.

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⠀⠀⠀𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃—

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝕸𝑬𝑻𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑪 .ᐟ
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An ear flick, looking to Surge.

A small chuckle followed.

“I wish, nah that’s just my arm. It got cut off, and this grew in its place.”

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“…nice to meet you.”

Snow replied with a small smile.

“…then I suppose that makes you my half-uncle. I go by Snow.”

The hybrid replies, a small smile revealing itself.

The hybrid quietly sighs, observing @pen-ultralifeform.bsky.social.

“…are you related to my father, per chance?”

Glancing towards @supremebeing4d4.bsky.social, shaking his head.

“Do you miss any part of being robotic, perchance?”

Nonchalantly smacking aside an Egg mech with his Doom Arm…he needed info, so he was just paying the Eggman HQ a visit.

Unfortunately the doorbell wasn’t an option, hence why @softlyruby.bsky.social was alerted.

Another day, another mild Eggman invasion…though Snow was more than happy to assist in securing safety.

Though out of all the brave Mobian citizens trying to help each other evacuate or supply medical help…he wasn’t expecting to see @tragicstripes.bsky.social on the scene…must be a GUN mission.

Ears perk up, his tail swaying lightly as he examines the room.

It was…nice, he had to admit. He did hope that Shadow would approve, though.

“I…thank you, it’s very nice…”

-> between universes.

So the offer did catch him by surprise, but he wouldn’t deny a great offer like that…If Shadow would allow it too, of course.

“I’d…appreciate that, thanks.”

Snow replied with a short smile.

Snow nods along, visualising it as she describes the room’s intended layout…it made sense to him.

He wouldn’t admit it, but truthfully he’s been jumping between places. Sometimes just a random spot in Ocean View, sometimes it was on a friend’s spaceship…and sometimes it was just in the void ->

-> you would like? Personally I would have the crib by the window purely for light, but that’s just my opinion.”

Snow spoke nonchalantly, his tone not dissimilar to his father’s in its blunt nature.

-> the sound of her voice contemplating on where the new furniture would go. Snow had a small nod, though wasn’t aware that she was expecting his input until a beat of silence passed.

“…it would look good, home design isn’t my particular specialty but I can help with assembly if ->

Snow had been stood quietly by, helping carry things with his Doom Arm or even his Genesis portals. Though it was a rather nice place, the hybrid had already scouted out the house in curiosity.

Though his ear couldn’t help but flick at ->

“Yeah…no. Not how that works.”

Just casually tossing the device into a bright purple genesis portal.

“Don’t ask nice, then I don’t even consider letting you keep it.”

“Absolutely not. It’s not from this universe so I’m taking care of it.”

Glancing up, now beginning to approach.

“…are you looking for something?”

𝚃𝙴𝙼𝙿 𝙿𝙸𝙽.

» Fleetway Super Sonic AU
» Muse/Mun is 20+
» N/SFW, SO MINORS DNI
» Pinned will be made eventually!

Well, he had a pile of True Crime books…might be why the shelf was a little bare.

He was sat by himself, his Doom Arm twitching its claws every few moments as he was reading.

〝 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔? 〞

» ᴀɴ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ǫᴜɪɴʟɪɴ.

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