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Uncanny -Contest-Kite knew by heart which window gave him the best view of the orphanage's kitchen.Uncanny -Contest- by sonicinterface
The light blue hedgehog with the orange markings and yellow scarf loved to watch food preparations in the kitchen-- and not primarily because of the food, but rather because of what they came in.
The kitchen was where full cans became empty cans, and once a can was empty, it was a treasure to him. Watching those cans getting emptied out was like watching money getting printed.
It was around 10:30, so lunch preparations were well underway. Today Yothu was on kitchen duty. The bilby was hard at work, preparing a large quantity of spaghetti and meatballs suitable for the orphanage's ever-hungry residents.
Kite kept his face pressed against the window glass, his eyes on a can of tomato sauce Yothu had almost emptied. He wanted, no, he needed it. He wasn't leaving the area without that can in his possession.
Oblivious for the time being, Yothu poured the last little bit of
Loose Idea: Werewolf HunterMy daughter has always wanted to be a werewolf hunter when she grows up.Loose Idea: Werewolf Hunter by sonicinterface
There's nothing wrong with that. After all, the glory of slaying such savage beasts is quite an attractive prospect. As her father, I have a duty to support her dreams and help her realize them.
Of course, werewolves have never actually existed in real life, which makes them difficult to hunt-- but every problem has a solution.
Do you see the tank of liquid behind me? I've been devoting the past decade and a half to the creation of that complex formula, which I call "wolf serum". One quick injection, and your next moonlit night will be an exciting one!
I have representatives all over the world prepared to inject people at random with my serum. Soon the world will be terrorized by werewolves-- and my daughter will have a profitable career as a hunter ahead of her!
Do you really wish to destroy all that, Agent Faceless? The ambition of my child is at stake. To interfe
Weaver SilkThe Weavers are a spider-like race known for their high-quality silk.Weaver Silk by sonicinterface
There are two known types of silk produced by the Weavers: red silk and blue silk. Neither is necessarily better than the other, but they are spun via different methods and used for different purposes.
When a Weaver first learns to spin silk, it typically chooses red or blue to specialize in, whichever it is fonder of or better at producing. (As I said, they are produced via different methods.)
But let us talk about one Weaver in particular, an indecisive child who doesn't favor either type of silk. He tries them both out, but can't seem to attach himself to red or blue.
He ends up combining the two methods of silk production, and spins a mix of the two types, an unorthodox purple silk. He's quite proud of it.
Purple silk in tow, the Weaver child heads to the marketplace to find a buyer for it. Because there are two major types of Weaver silk, the market is divided into two districts, ea
Fancharacter profile: Xavier"Again and again I've been asked what my secret is for writing such award-winning fanfiction. My answer's always the same: attention to detail. Cross-reference everything with everything else, limit your assumptions, and gather as much information as possible about what you're writing about." --XavierFancharacter profile: Xavier by sonicinterface
Type of character: Sonicverse
Name: Xavier Screens (online alias XavierTheSavior)
Age: Early 20's
Species: Screen lizard (what's that?)
Occupation: Freelance writer (specializes in fanfiction)
Family and associates:
Cousin to Samara and Sadako Screens. Single; not looking for a girlfriend.
Xavier's primary body color is pastel blue (around #AAAAFF in standard RRGGBB hexadecimal); his "snout" and underbelly are a darker blue. His eyes are brown. His proportions are normal for a Mobian.
Stealth LizardSneezing Wolf High - a high school AU by XavierTheSaviorStealth Lizard by sonicinterface
Disclaimer: This is fanfiction. The characters featured in this story are the property of Sneezing Wolf Studios. I acknowledge this and therefore lay no claim to them.
Chapter 4: Doesn't Detention Just Drag On
Tick. Tick. Tick. The relentless ticking of the clock on the wall of the detention room slowly bored its way into the minds of the students.
Black the dragon carefully and systematically ripped a page out of his notebook. He folded and creased it, then folded it again, carefully transforming the page into a paper airplane. His twin brother, White, slouched not-so-patiently at his desk at the other end of the room, seemingly aware of...
Sadako Screens turned her attention away from the lines of text that were appearing in the word processor window. Xavier's fanfiction WAS rather entertaining to read, but the female screen lizard was here on a mission and that w
A Guide to LiteralisLiteralis (litt-ur-AL-iss), otherwise known as Bedelia's Syndrome, is a special form of autism most prevalent in (but not limited to) cartoon characters. It is distinguished by its primary symptom: a severely hindered ability to understand figurative language. This is typically coupled with a high level of obedience to authority figures, which can make for a dangerous combination.A Guide to Literalis by sonicinterface
The behavior of someone afflicted with literalis is so iconic, a few examples should suffice to illustrate it. When told to "call me a taxi", an afflictee will usually start referring to the requester as a taxi, instead of summoning one. An instruction to "put out the light" will often be taken by an afflictee as meaning to take the light outside, rather than turning it off. When told that "it's raining cats and dogs", an afflictee may respond, "I don't see any cats or dogs, just rain."
Like other forms of autism, precisely what causes literalis is still unknown. One theory
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DD:ToM - Chapter IIDragon's Dance: Tales of ManavaliaDD:ToM - Chapter II by sonicinterface
Chapter II: Always Bring Your Echo Conch
Aaa was beginning to wonder if his suspicions were justified now-- her story seemed to check out in every area-- but he still wasn't willing to turn back.
Why did the sorcerer take you and your companion hostage? Were you simply in the wrong place at the wrong time?
I accidentally revealed our presence with said telepathy. He keeps me in a magically sealed room beside his.
Aaa winced a bit.
I... see. You told me that the curse can't be lifted just by killing the sorcerer; what else can you tell me?
That's he's powerful and deadly. He'll do worse than kill you.
They all make that boast. How does this one justify it?
Have a look in the front garden and you'll see.
Aaa ordered for Claw to take off and head for the tower once more. He also took off the Ring of Pure Sight to
Stick to the Script: GunsFrame 1Stick to the Script: Guns by sonicinterface
The scene is a dark street, lit by streetlights; it's raining visibly. (I don't know exactly where this scene takes place in the actual game, but it doesn't matter.) The camera maintains a medium shot of Sonic and Shadow from the side; Shadow is on the left, and Sonic on the right. Shadow has a slightly impatient expression on his face, and has his arms folded; a gun is clearly visible in his left hand.
Sonic. (He seems cheerful, and has his hands on his hips.) ...and that's how you use a gun. Personally, I wouldn't be caught dead using one of those things!
Same scene as before.
Shadow. (He puts his right hand forwards, as people usually do when questioning something, and bears a half-confused, half-unimpressed look.) Wait. If that's the case, then how do you know so much about how to use one?
Sonic. (Shadow's question has caught him off-guard. &
Agent Topaz - Chapter 15Chapter 15: Struggling FruitlesslyAgent Topaz - Chapter 15 by sonicinterface
"....ARK?" I was surprised. An image of the massive space station crashing down to Earth had hit me. A memory. "What the..." Then Station Square flashed before my eyes, sinking into the water as it flooded. Then a flying fleet, Eggman's, above the clouds, and metal pieces flying about as thunder struck, going towards a familiar figure... I saw the Earth burning as an asteroid descended to it's surface, red as blood, and giant tentacles come out and bore into the ground, red mist seeping...
These were all memories. But of whom?
"Woah!" I shouted as Topaz caught me. "Nice catch." We looked back at the figure, I'd just gone through its chest, but nothing had happened. I'd passed right through. It was strange, as I went through it felt like going through syrup, it was hard to breath and my head hurt like there was pressure on it, and it seemed to take forever...Yet I'd come out the other side and Topaz had caught me- it could
DD:ToM - Chapter IDragon's Dance: Tales of ManavaliaDD:ToM - Chapter I by sonicinterface
Chapter I: Always Bring Your Assassin's Sword
There's a full moon tonight. I gotta remember there's a full moon tonight.
The sun was close to setting on the kingdom of Manavalia, but the sorcerer's tower had already come within sight. The brave knight Aaaaaaaaaa the Determined (yes, his name literally was ten A's in a row) coasted towards the tower on his trusty griffin mount Claw.
Aaaaaaaaaa had gone through many trials during the previous quarter of a year. A month ago he'd been bitten by a werewolf during a scouting mission. Two weeks before that he'd successfully defended his hometown of Redstar from a demon attack. And just three days prior to today he'd picked up groceries for his fiancé, Princess Daphne.
He estimated that he'd arrive at the tower within ten minutes, fifteen if there was resistance. If Aaaaaaaaaa could defeat the sorcerer within that tower,
Sonic Releashed: Chapter 17CAUTION: This story contains spoilers for the multiplatform game Sonic Unleashed. Viewer discretion is advised.Sonic Releashed: Chapter 17 by sonicinterface
Chapter 17: The Second Fight
I assessed the scene from the window. A small crowd of police robots, summoned in record time, were eying (visual input device-ing? Eh, screw the semantics) the mutated hedgehog.
"RESEMBLANCE TO SUSPECT 'SONIC THE HEDGEHOG' 94.82%," one robot announced. "COME IN FOR QUESTIONING AND DO NOT RESIST."
Somehow I could tell already that Nick wasn't going to cooperate. One more way in which he was just like Silver Lightning.
One shiny new Chaos Emerald. I knew that hedgehog or one of his friends would come swipe it at one point or another, so I had to savor my gain while I could.
I slipped into one of the darker alleys of Spagonia and flew up to an open window. This was the only entrance into my little hideaway apartment; the door was
The Innocent Recluse - Ch. 7Chapter 7: Wherein A Comeback Everybody Expected Occurs In A Way Nobody ExpectedThe Innocent Recluse - Ch. 7 by sonicinterface
Yes, yes... I was hoping you could contribute something slightly more substantial than Ivarn's facial expressions.
Ivarn went for a punch, but Winter played a quick tune, and the demon was knocked back by a burst of magic.
"That power... HE gave it to you, didn't he?"
"None other. And a few other things, too."
What do you suggest then? Comment on the weather?
I don't know, but just because the only major character you've been playing up until now is currently sealed in a jar beneath who knows how much dirt and stone doesn't mean there's nothing of value you can contribute, does it?
Winter put her flute to her lips and played again. Ivarn made a move to stop her, but was too slow.
Everything began to vibrate. The earth shook violently. Both Winter and Ivarn struggled to stand their ground.
An earthquake. Wi
The Innocent Recluse - Ch. 6Chapter 6: Wherein Good Deeds Are Performed, Steps Are Retraced, And Mysteries Are ContemplatedThe Innocent Recluse - Ch. 6 by sonicinterface
How'd a soul like him end up all the way out here, anyways? Oh, well.
Winter approached the farmhouse door and knocked.
A tired-looking, middle-aged girl opened the door, and shrieked, before laughing and hugging Winter.
"It's been years! Oh, you haven't changed a bit! Come on in."
Winter got a little uncomfortable, but went in.
"I guess you're the new owner of the farm? My condolences for your mother. How are things going here?"
Winter had helped the spirit of the mother move on a few years back, but decided it wouldn't be right to mention it.
She was offered freshly-baked croissants, and a mug of steaming tea.
"She thought the world of you, you know."
"I bet she did."
Winter enjoyed the refreshments.
"Things looked a little dry outside. Have you been getting enough rain?"
"Hardly," the woman sh
The Innocent Recluse - Ch. 5Chapter 5: Wherein The Aforementioned Baroness Adapts To A New Life Across A Time LapseThe Innocent Recluse - Ch. 5 by sonicinterface
"No, good luck to you. You're the one who needs it more."
Ivarn reached behind himself with his free hand and tore another crack like the one he'd made his entrance through.
"Bring. It. Down."
"Well, since you're SO anxious to get it over with..."
Ivarn closed his eyes and repeated his earlier attempted tactic: projecting the image of his Mark directly into Len's mind.
And he began to encant a spell in his head.
Keyurem set'set'syueh arut-satum natai kitume paradus zadliarumni ikyume Winter.
Then his eyes rolled back into his head as he finally succumbed, head lolling forwards.
"Come with me."
Ivarn led Len into the crack, eventually re-emerging back in Winter's castle in the room with all the jars.
Having him under the effects of the Mark is only a temporary fix. I'll need to incapacitate
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The Bronze Seagull - Ch 6Steve sprinted through the corridors of the Bronze Seagull. Dimly he could hear Dolly cry out as the jackrabbit gave chase, but Steve was focused. Cabin doors opened as he ran past, the other passengers wondering what the commotion was all about. Suddenly something grabbed him by the arm, and Steve winced, expecting pain to shoot through his sore shoulder, but there was only a dull ache.The Bronze Seagull - Ch 6 by lizardman22
Guess my shoulder is getting better, he thought.
"Sorry, Doggie," Dolly said as she caught up with him. "Ah didn't mean to grab y'all there."
Steve rubbed his shoulder and looked at her.
"It's OK, Dolly," he replied.
The jackrabbit glanced at him.
"So ya gonna tell me what got y'all so spooked?" she asked.
Steve took a breath to compose himself.
"You said the magic word," he told her.
Dolly frowned, not following.
"Bloodhound," Steve explained. "You said it yourself, Mate. Your eyes an ears are good, but there are other ways to track someone."
Dolly raised an eyebrow, as she caught on.
The Bronze Seagull - Ch 4Steve made his way through the corridors of the airship, following the signs and other passengers, to the dining hall. The hall itself was luxurious. Tables with polished silverware and crystal glasses dotted the room. The smell of fine food and drink wafted about. Steve found himself a small table for two and sat down. He winced slightly as he reached for the menu, forgetting about the bruise on his shoulder. Hisser, slung around his neck, pressed down slightly, forcing the ice pack Steve had strapped on against his skin, cooling the bruise. Steve sighed. Werewolf or not, his shoulder still felt stiff and sore.The Bronze Seagull - Ch 4 by lizardman22
Hmmm, now what to have? he thought.
Steve scanned the menu. One item in particular took his interest.
Filet mignon. I could go for one of those.
He glanced about to signal a waiter, but paused as a thought stuck him.
How am I gonna pay for it?
Steve stood up and patted down his clothes, looking for a wallet. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found it. Lo
The Bronze Seagull - Ch 2Steve stumbled, trying to keep his balance as the airship shook.The Bronze Seagull - Ch 2 by lizardman22
"Hisser," he cried out, "what's going on?"
There was no answer. Steve looked down to where the clockwork snake had been, but Hisser was missing. Steve frowned.
Another violent shake from the airship caught Steve by surprise and he fell to his knees. Cries echoed about as the crew of the Bronze Seagull rushed to their stations. A figure skidded to a halt at the doorway to Steve's cabin.
"Whatcha think ya doing, Doggie?"
Dolly the jackrabbit rushed in and helped Steve to his feet.
"Now's not the time to be restin' on y'all knees," she continued. "We have pirates to fight."
Dolly dragged Steve through the corridors of the airship, and out to the observation decks.
"What do you mean, pirates?" Steve asked. "How can there be pirates when we're up in the sky?"
Dolly glanced at Steve as though he was stupid.
"How do ya'll think, Doggie?"
Dolly pointed. Circling around the airship were two biplanes. One was a deep red,
Keychain (Profile) :Collab:Type of character: SonicverseKeychain (Profile) :Collab: by lizardman22
Name: Kennith Lain (Nickname 'Keychain')
Race/species: Mobian/canine (domestic dog)
Family: Biological Mother and Father (Names unknown). Susan Brick (Adopted mother). Pixel Shorts (Employer, best friend. Potential girlfriend?)
Keychain is small, barely larger than an 'average' Mobian's hand. His eyes are a deep blue, sometimes appearing almost a steel-blue depending on the light. He is covered in short yellow fur, with longer 'locks' on his head that serve as hair. A patch of slightly paler yellow fur adorns his chest, and is the same colour as his muzzle. His ears are long, and hang down, framing his face. Keychain has black paw and finger pads.
Keychain wears a pair of deep red boots, the soles of which are a blue rubber. Blue lightning bolts cross the uppers of his boots, and the cuffs/rims are also blue. The only other clothing he wears is a collar made from reddish brown l
Character Bio - Frez“When the ice melts, so too shall my life. Thats why I must defend it at all costs. You must never go near it. Ever, ok?”Character Bio - Frez by Lolocator
Type of character: Sonic universe
Age: Unknown (has lived for millions of years)
Race/Specious: BobCat & dragon hybrid
Occupation: Alchemist Teacher - at Ice Cap College
Family and associates:
He has a single brother in volcano valley called Infer. In his collage along with countless numbers of teachers he has a good friend named Elizabeth, a assistant black coloured bat that keeps a watchful eye on students as he conducts his lessons. Normally she is hanging by the rooftop, keeping still in the darkness so no one see’s her. The students have come to believe that Frez see’s everything even when his eyes are closed as Elizabeth recalls every single misbehaviour or cheating on a notebook then later tells Frez.
He is by all means just a normal looking Bobcat for a sonic univ
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The Cat Burglar -Trade-The stronghold was set in the middle of a mountain range. It was guarded around the clock, and many high-tech security measures guarded the treasure within. It almost seemed like a challenge for thieves to come and try their luck.
Of course, someone took the challenge.
A black figure coasted across the night sky, directly towards the stronghold. It was none other than the elastic black cat known as Blinkie. She'd molded her arms and hands into a hang glider for the trip, and was enjoying the sensation of the air rushing over, under, and around her.
As she passed over the stronghold, Blinkie retracted her arms back to their normal shape, dropping down onto the roof. The impact briefly squashed her down to a fraction of her normal height, but she popped back without difficulty.
Alright, here I am. I just have to sneak in, steal the diamond, and get out.
Blinkie scanned the roof for potential entrances. A circular hatch ca
Land of Giants -Toon- -Req.-Sophie beamed as she reexamined the leaflet the supervisor had given her. She was sure she'd fit right in where she was going.
Out of boredom, she'd wandered over to the Universal Teleport Station and decided to pop into another world for a spell. According to the leaflet, the world she was headed for followed similar laws of physics to her own, but every single one of its residents was a giant multiple stories tall. As a wingless dragon who herself was as big of a house at full size, she didn't hesitate to sign up for transit.
"Okay, miss, the portal's active. You can go ahead and step through any..."
Sophie had already dived into the purple light.
The multicolored world on the other side of the portal was an impressive contrast from the plain white teleport chamber. Sophie had landed in the middle of a humongous town, with buildings and mostly deserted sidewalks as far as she could see. She felt very small, which for her was an incredibl
Table for Three -Req.-"Look, Lizzie, it doesn't matter how you count them. Two chairs can't sit three people."
The wolf twins Lizzie and Abbe sat on opposite ends of a table out on their back porch. A week ago, Lizzie had insisted on picking out this particular table-and-chairs set because it matched her green fur; the problem was that today they were expecting a third party, and didn't have a chair to spare.
"C'mon, Abbe! There's gotta be a way to make it work. We didn't invite Tom over just to turn him away because he doesn't have a place to sit."
Lizzie got to her feet and studied the bright green chair she'd been sitting on. Confused, Abbe stood up and made her way around the table to stand beside her sister.
"What are you thinking, Lizzie?"
"Well... maybe if we take this chair apart, we can put the pieces back together in such a way that we make TWO chairs. You know, like in that mathematics textbook."
"Lizzie, I don't think that's the way it--"
"I'm gonna try it.
A Beast in the Valley -Trade-The temple was well hidden in the woods, nearly impossible to find except by accident. Wolfen Down had stumbled upon it quite by chance in an attempt to take a shortcut. He seemed to have a knack for discovering ancient temples.
Two rather aged wolf statues guarded the temple entrance. Inside, a third statue firmly clutched a crystal ball; there seemed to be no way to remove the ball from the statue's hands.
Weird. That ball HAS to be important. I can sense some sort of energy inside it.
Wolfen cautiously reached out and touched the ball with one finger. Immediately he pulled his hand away as he felt his canine instincts act up.
What the...? Okay, whatever this thing is, it's dangerous. Maybe I can...
Taking a deep breath, Wolfen placed his right hand-- the one he always wore the Infinity Gauntlet on-- palm-first against the ball's surface. Then he focused.
Energy crackled across his fingertips. For a moment, his hand was glued in place as energy flowed between
The Wicked Wild -Trade-"Oof!"
Kaitlin and Leon Down landed in a heap on an unfamiliar patch of ground. Only minutes ago (from their perspective), they'd been locked up together in a cage. Kaitlin had tried to shoot the lock off with an energy blast, only for Leon to slow down time, cut deliberately in front of her, and take the shot instead. The resulting overload had pinged both of them into another time and place altogether, as was rather typical for their adventures.
"Leon, you did that on purpose!"
"Well, yeah, I did... look at it this way: we're not stuck in a cage anymore, right?"
"The phrase 'out of the frying pan and into the fire' comes to mind..."
Kaitlin let out a frustrated sigh as she and her twin brother stood up and looked around. The warp had dumped the two of them in a clearing in a large jungle. Trees and bushes of many different sorts dotted the landscape.
"It's beautiful," the cobra remarked. "We should start bringing a camera with us when we travel."
Pool Party -Trade-The pool party was that afternoon, and Lizzie and Abbe still hadn't been able to secure a good pool toy for the occasion. Every toy was too expensive, or too ugly, or too... well, Abbe seemed to be a bit picky when it came to pool toys.
"Stop stalling, Abbe!" Lizzie moped as the two of them scanned the shelves of one last sporting goods store. "Let's just pick one and get it over with!"
"It's the middle of summer, Lizzie," the blue wolf reminded her twin sister. "If it were good someone would've bought it by now. You were the one who thought it could wait until the last minute."
"Well, if all else fails..."
"We've been over this already. Big, round balloons don't make good pool toys. Besides, the last time we tried it I kept tipping upside-down and getting water up my nose."
Abbe turned around to scour the shelves again... and caught sight of something behind all the inflatables she'd deemed too ugly. Rushing in, she dug through and uncovered i
Valley of Rotting Flesh -Trade-"Look... Leon... I know I divided the candy equally. You're just hiding some so you can get more than your fair share!"
Halloween night was upon the Valley of Venom, and the Down twins had just finished trick-or-treating. Kaitlin (dressed as a sorceress) had taken the liberty of sorting the candy, but her brother Leon (who'd gone as a vampire) was insistent that his share was smaller than it was supposed to be.
"Nuh-uh! You just want to keep more for yourself!"
"I counted them and gave you half! You're the cheater here!"
The argument quickly turned into a shouting match. Finally, the cobra blew her top, and shot off an energy blast at the wolf.
It wasn't until both their visions went purple that Kaitlin remembered why aiming her energy blasts at her brother was generally a bad idea.
When the light faded, the room had been replaced with the street just outside. Kaitlin groaned as she and Leon got to their feet (a few pieces of can
What Lurks Within -Trade-The gray wolf stood at the entrance to the maze. His appearance was one of a hero, with blue eyes and brown hair. Thirteen other Mobians of varying species, six male and seven female, had already entered the maze, but the wolf didn't have faith that they would return.
As the wolf stepped towards the entrance, a hand on his shoulder stopped him. He turned, and found himself making eye contact with a female red echidna. She was dressed in black robes and wore a patch over her left eye, and a few of her quills in her forehead were purple.
"Prince Theseus of Athens," the echidna greeted the wolf coldly.
"Lady Kia of Crete," the wolf responded in turn. "Caretaker of the maze and the Minotaur."
"Don't think I didn't recognize you, Prince Theseus, even if the guards didn't. I don't need my 'eye of scrying' to know your face when I see it."
To emphasize that last bit, Lady Kia flipped up her eyepatch, revealing a small crystal ball she used as a glass eye, b
Taffy Black -Trade-"Okay, everyone," the director called out, "we begin filming the next scene in one minute! Take your places and get into character!"
The filming of Taffy Black's pilot episode was well under way at the television studio (the same studio, incidentally, responsible for the game show Nothing Flat). Cameramen and sound technicians were stationed at every appropriate location, ready to catch everything, while the actors rehearsed their lines.
The actress playing the titular super-heroine, a black cat by the name of Blinkie, stood ready in an appropriate spot. She was dressed in a bright orange latex bodysuit that hugged her fur so tightly it might as well have been part of her body, although her head and tail remained bare; a circular emblem depicting the letters "TB" adorned her chest. She also wore a mask of the same color, framing her green eyes perfectly. Glancing at the director, she yawned and stretched-- and I do mean stretched, as h
Character profile: Caroline"If I lived in Star Trek, I'd be a red shirt." --Caroline
Type of character: Cartoon verse (~Lolocator's version)
Name: Caroline Redd
Age: Late 20's
Allegiance: Red team
Family: Has an older brother named Nathan. No other known relatives.
Caroline's body colors are the classic skunk black and white. She is flat-chested, and has green eyes. There's nothing remarkable about the way she's built.
She wears a red bandanna tied around her left arm, an indication of her team allegiance. She also wears a hot pink tank top, featureless. Other than that, she goes unclothed.
Caroline is a little introverted. She doesn't try to avoid conversation with other people, but doesn't actively pursue it, either. She's a realist who can't take compliments easily, and a known snark. She's also fairly good with numbers and statistics, and
Char. Profile: Officer ZacharyType of character: Calamity City
Name: Officer Zachary (the "Officer" is not actually part of his name)
Age: Early 20's
Occupation: Police officer
Zachary is about half a head taller than average, but otherwise fairly normally proportioned. The majority of his body is white with black stripes, but his chest is plain white. He has a straight mane that sort of resembles a mohawk, starting at the top of his head and going down his back, ending about where his tail begins. Its stripes are identical to his own. His eyes are blue, and his mouth area is gray.
His hands and feet are black hooves. He actually has functional hands, but each hand has hard fingertips that can sort of lock together to form a hoof. He usually keeps his hands locked as hooves when not otherwise using them for anything. He's missing one black stripe on his left leg, the fourth one from t
Fancharacter Profile: TashakoType of character: Sonicverse (more specifically lizardman22's interpretation thereof)
Name: Tashako (tuh-SHAH-koh) Ana
Age: About 20
Species: Anaconda (Mobian)
Occupation: Writer and storyteller
Tashako is a slight bit taller than most Mobians. His primary body color is a dark yellow, sort of golden, about BFBF00 in RGB hexadecimal. His chest and mouth area, as well as the underside of his tail, are a slightly lighter yellow, around CCCC00. He has no eye color; his eyes are black. He has arms and legs, but lacks toes.
His entire body, except for his head, is covered in a pattern of black spots. The spots on his torso are each about an inch in diameter, whereas the ones on his arms, legs, and tail are smaller. His tail is about as long as he is tall, and has an oval-shaped cross section with the thinnest portion vertical; he lets it fall slack and tra