Voice-testing!

[hailtotheking]

[A low, appreciative whistle.]

Not bad, mun. Y'see, unlike St. Croix or the rest of those ass-clowns in Zone Jail, you get it. You know what it means to be in the presence of real royalty.

...What's that? Y'got no real plans for me?

Heh! In that case, whaddaya say we make some plans, huh? Hunt for a game, maybe find a meme or two. And keep your eyes peeled for that blue punk or one of his friends so we can knock 'im around a little. You and me, we'll have some fun.

Oh! And, uh, word of advice? Don't skimp on that review, kid. Your King demands it.

Comments

[waypastcool]

Who're you callin' a punk, man? I'm way cooler than that.

[hailtotheking]

Speak of the devil!

[...Hang on a second. He peers over the top of his sunglasses, squinting at the hedgehog.]

...The hell happened to you? You shrink or something?

[waypastcool]

Shrink? Moi? Heck no! Are you sayin' I'm short?

[It's funny because apparently he's the same height as game Sonic... somehow.]

kdfscourgeyay.

[lienda]

*She gives a snicker* Oh my, a King. Really? King of what.

[hailtotheking]

King of Moebius, sister. Where else?

[lienda]

Moebius, huh. That name sounds like a bad play on words rather than a place. Another dimension, I take it?

[true_blue]

...and who the heck are you supposed to be?

[hailtotheking]

...You're askin' who I am?

[There's a brief moment of quiet. He almost looks insulted. But then Scourge shrugs it off and laughs, snide and cruel.]

That's cute, blue. Real cute.

[true_blue]

Not another fake hedgehog? When are people gonna learn: every time they try the 'evil clone' thing it gets more and more lame.

[dontcallmetails]

Well hello, Your Majesty

[notshadowfever]

You call yourself a king? Oh ho ho! You're much too crude to be any kind of royalty!