[ as quickly as it happened, it all comes to a stop like time is no longer moving and it eats away at what's before them. if shadow had to explain what he thinks he saw, that was probably this statue's final moments. a cry for help, a need to be saved, the fear and pain and quick blame on something other than itself. because this place, this void, was nothing more than a hellscape for shadow, it could be the same for the blue hedgehog.
the issue here is different, the beings seem to have something against this one — they accuse him, they blame him, maybe it's his fault as to why they're like this. shadow doesn't care, he quickly rushes over, one fist balled together, and he beats it against the chest of the statue that sonic had previously woke up. they're hard just like a statue, but means they're able to crack just as easily which this body does.
it proceeds to split in places, a crack coming towards the neck as though decapitating, the thin splits spreading out through the chest to their arm, and the vague small of blood hits the air until the statue breaks on top of one another. somehow, the pieces seem to be pulsing... then the mass crumbles into ash, as if burnt away. sonic should remember the smell once everything exploded, it's the exact same one with this after shadow made sure it was no longer a threat. ]
You're nothing like me, Hedgehog.
[ them both aliens? that isn't right, but what is happens to be what shadow follows up with next. ]
Don't touch anything. They're connected to you.
[ whether they come to life because he's nearby or because he touches it is a problem within itself. whatever shadow touches, they remain still as though they were never alive at all. if anything, he thinks he should break each and every one here. even if they're technically dead, shadow doesn't care killing them off completely. whether they're stuck in time and wanting to get out, lost souls to the void unable to be free; that doesn't matter to shadow, they're not his concern. ]
tw: gore, horror
[ as quickly as it happened, it all comes to a stop like time is no longer moving and it eats away at what's before them. if shadow had to explain what he thinks he saw, that was probably this statue's final moments. a cry for help, a need to be saved, the fear and pain and quick blame on something other than itself. because this place, this void, was nothing more than a hellscape for shadow, it could be the same for the blue hedgehog.
the issue here is different, the beings seem to have something against this one — they accuse him, they blame him, maybe it's his fault as to why they're like this. shadow doesn't care, he quickly rushes over, one fist balled together, and he beats it against the chest of the statue that sonic had previously woke up. they're hard just like a statue, but means they're able to crack just as easily which this body does.
it proceeds to split in places, a crack coming towards the neck as though decapitating, the thin splits spreading out through the chest to their arm, and the vague small of blood hits the air until the statue breaks on top of one another. somehow, the pieces seem to be pulsing... then the mass crumbles into ash, as if burnt away. sonic should remember the smell once everything exploded, it's the exact same one with this after shadow made sure it was no longer a threat. ]
You're nothing like me, Hedgehog.
[ them both aliens? that isn't right, but what is happens to be what shadow follows up with next. ]
Don't touch anything. They're connected to you.
[ whether they come to life because he's nearby or because he touches it is a problem within itself. whatever shadow touches, they remain still as though they were never alive at all. if anything, he thinks he should break each and every one here. even if they're technically dead, shadow doesn't care killing them off completely. whether they're stuck in time and wanting to get out, lost souls to the void unable to be free; that doesn't matter to shadow, they're not his concern. ]