Almost finished an App for him

[wearsatorc]

...that was fast. I don't know if I should be pleased you're acting more like yourself or annoyed that you've chosen me for the place.

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[bittybostaff]

[There's a curious turtle that always has questions to ask.]

Did your mun-person find a nice game to send you to...?

1/2

[wearsatorc]

I wouldn't call it nice exactly but it seems a little better tha-

[wearsatorc]

[Waait a second.]

Donatello?

[bittybostaff]

[Donnie is pretty certain he has never met him... He doesn't even know the red creature's name! As such, his expression becomes puzzled and a little wary.]

...uh, yes...? W-who are you?

[wearsatorc]

I'm Knuckles... I met you in my first game. [He's trying not to chuckle.] You were a little bit bigger then.

[bittybostaff]

[Having previously met a few versions of his older self, the little tot is relieved and briefly shows a little sheepish sort of smile.]

Oh, okay! Though I, um, don't remember anything an older me might know.

But it's nice to meet you.

[wearsatorc]

That's okay Don, you're still my friend.

It's nice to meet you too. And this way I don't have to look up all the time to look at you.

[bittybostaff]

[Well that certainly brings a bright smile to his face!]

Really?

I know what you mean about looking up all the time. Though lots of people have been really nice and knelt down to talk to me.

[wearsatorc]

[Knuckles isn't one for physical contact, but he rests his hand on Don's shoulder anyway.]

Of course.

They have? [Knuckles isn't sure if he'd like that, he's too proud.] I'm glad your Mundane seems to be keeping you away from bad eggs.

[bittybostaff]

[Being a turtle that responds to physical contact, that hand at his shoulder only makes him smile further and he reaches up to touch his own hand at Knuckles' wrist.]

Thanks..

Yeah, she does pretty good at it. And even if she didn't, I think I'd be okay.

[wearsatorc]

Well if one ever slips past her give me a shout. [And then Knuckles Punches one hand into his other palm to show how he'd help.

Yep he was friends with Raph too.]

[bittybostaff]

[The turtle blinks at the punch between his hands, but then just grins again. Oh yes, that reminds him of his brother Raphael certainly!]

I'll remember!

So...is the game you're going to okay?

[wearsatorc]

Good.


It's, strange. [The Echidna shrugs] But I've been to worse.

[imadeathgodmate]

How lovely to see you again, little man! Happen to be going anywhere fun?

ASDFGHJ (Shame he's from before Vichama's time now T_T )

[wearsatorc]

...[Call him paranoid, but, he's got a bad feeling about you Mr big glowing green guy with skulls around your neck.]

You know me?

[imadeathgodmate]

Oh, trust me, Guardian, we're very familiar. I'd recognize that tacky necklace from miles away.

However, since something seems to have blurred your memory, I'll do the polite thing and reintroduce myself: my name is Vichama. I am the death god of Angel Island.

[wearsatorc]

[Oh you did not just call his torc tacky >( ]

You're mentioned in the scrolls. [Knuckles regards the god with narrowed eyes.Great exactly how was he going to get out of this mess? He tried to remember more, something useful, but he hadn't had reason to read up on echidna gods for a while.] You were defeated long before my time ever came.

[imadeathgodmate]

[HE SO DID.]

Defeated? Oh, please. Don't take this personally, Guardian, but it is apparent that your forefathers lied to you. I was not "defeated"; I was merely imprisoned, sleeping until such a time that I would be awakened and could finish what your tribe started.

[wearsatorc]

[At least it's not a necklace of skulls! That's just wrong.]

It wouldn't be the first time an Echidna's lied to me.

[Knuckles tone is dismissive but he files that piece of information away. What can be imprisoned once could be imprisoned again. Although, this Vichama hasn't made any move to attack, yet.]

But what do you mean finish what my tribe started?

[imadeathgodmate]

Gosh, Knuckles. They've really kept you in the dark all these years, haven't they? And you know, "teacher" isn't in my job description. But if you really must know, I suppose we could work something out~.

... Unless, of course, you'd prefer to ask Dr. Zachary instead -- the old boy does so love his history. I'm certain he'd be utterly overjoyed at the chance to fill you in on whatever you'd like to know.

[wearsatorc]

I think I'd be better of dealing with the snake I know than the devil I don't.

SELL YOUR SOUL TO SATAN, KNUCKLES. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.

[imadeathgodmate]

Oh come on, where's your sense of fun, you ungrateful little brat?

[letsdoit2it]

Where've they got you headed, Knuckles?

[She appears casual, but still, a little apprehensive. This wouldn't be her first run-in with an alternate version of someone she considers close.]

SALLY <3

[wearsatorc]

Some place called Demeleier.

[Poor Sally can probably tell he's trying to figure out how she knows his name and is failing.]

Sorry but, are you one of the Emerald Hill Folk?

[letsdoit2it]

[Sigh. Figures.]

...no. I'm from a place called Knothole. We're just a few miles out from Robotnik's main HQ.

[wearsatorc]

[Knuckles has been around long enough to know that sigh. He's even made it himself a few times, but he's doesn't know what to do about him not knowing her when he apparently should.]

Sounds like a risky place to be... I think I met a Sonic from there before we moved to this site.

[letsdoit2it]

[Sally cracks a smile.] Sorry about that. [If this Knuckles was like any of the others, they probably butted heads a bit.]

It can get pretty dangerous, but it's well-hidden.

[wearsatorc]

[Knuckles smiles a little and shrugs.] It's Sonic. He doesn't seem to change much no matter what world he's from. [And No one should apologise for Sonic's actions save sonic himself.]

[Knuckles nods understanding.] That's probably the best way when dealing with Robotnik. I've never seen something like distance put him off something.

[Especially revenge.]

[letsdoit2it]

[Snerk. Yeah. Like Sonic would ever apologize for being Sonic.]

I think we're in just the right spot. Close enough to make sudden attacks, but also far enough away to retreat from entirely.

...are you still on the Island?

[wearsatorc]

[Knuckles nods this Knothole does sound like the perfect location for a base...save for the island of course.]

I should be but I was helping out in Emerald Hill when my Mundane snagged me.

[letsdoit2it]

...and where did they wind up putting you? [Picking up on that annoyed tone? Yeah. She has a mundane that can't seem to make up their mind.]

[wearsatorc]

The Mundane is waiting for a friend to read over the application. [Knuckles is annoyed that his mun has made up her mind, but frets over apps way to much.] But I'm going to some place called demeleier. She won't tell me much about it except it's "creepy" and takes place in the countryside.

Which is better than the last place she sent me to for a time.

[there_is_only_one_sonic]

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[wearsatorc]

[Knuckles is wary for a few seconds, but he'd only ever heard one Metallix "talk" like that.]

Hello Metal. Mundane been treating you well?

[there_is_only_one_sonic]

I have ... been better. I believe the mundane has been ignoring me.

[wearsatorc]

[He was about to say how he would prefer to be ignored.... then he remembered how much like Sonic Metal is.]

Maybe now he's let you out here he might start paying more attention to you?

[there_is_only_one_sonic]

Perhaps. I miss my friends.

[wearsatorc]

I miss them too Metal.

[no1canbreakyou]

And what place is that?

[wearsatorc]

Demeleier. It's some spooky forest a supernatural threat.

[And yet somehow it's sill better than his old game]

[no1canbreakyou]

Hmph. What kind of supernatural threat?

[wearsatorc]

She won't tell me.