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Green Thorns and Red Painted Roses
By: Amy Rose Hedgehog Date: July 17, 2018, 12:15 pm
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After Amy arrived home from meeting up with Rouge, she set about
putting her Sonic obsession out of her life. She brought out all
of the things related to Sonic and sorted it all, most of it
went into bags to be donated or thrown out, but a few precious
mementos were placed lovingly in a box that went on a shelf in
her closet. The picture of her and Sonic at Little Planet would
stay, but it went in the box as well, she just couldn't part
with that, and the dresses were staying, she didn't have many
Vera Wolf clothes and she was keeping them as a gift from a
friend.
The last thing she hadn't touched was the blue roses sitting in
a vase in the kitchen. She hadn't wanted to throw those out, it
was her final gift from Sonic, she just couldn't part with them,
however, she didn't' want them just wilting so she decided to
turn the blue petals into an oil. So she had gathered them and
washed them, then did the process of making it. The scent of
roses lingered in her house when she was done and she bottled up
the blueish liquid and carried it upstairs to add to her facial
scrub.
Amy entered the bathroom, wearing only her robe as she opened
the little vial and poured a drop into the facial mixture. Once
blended and she began applying it to her skin, breathing in the
scent of her namesake flower.
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Re: Ghost of a Rose
By: Scourge Date: July 18, 2018, 4:50 am
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Amy's front door creaked open as the smell of smoke crept
inside; it appears she had an intruder that was wearing a
malicious grin behind his cheap cigar. His heavy black foots
would leave a loud thud! As he crept up the stairs and towards
the powder room. He pulled a switch blade from his coat giving
it a flick with his wrist causing the sharp point to come
springing out. With a loud crash the bathroom door exploded off
it's hinges as a green canon ball came crashing through it; the
green ball unfurled into the speed demon known as Scourge and he
looked like he was on a mission. In the blink of an eye he
slammed Amy against the wall holding his hand over her throat,
he then moved his second hand towards her neck and started
applying pressure in an attempt to crush her windpipe.
Scourge's expression was one of righteous anger as his blue
pupils blazed with the lust of revenge. As he spoke his voice
sounded like Sonic's but much harsher with aggressive undertones
in the place of the blue hedgehog's relaxed tones. "YOU STUPID
BITCH! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST TRY TO ICE ME AND GET AWAY WITH
IT!? I'M GOING TO CUT OPEN YOUR PRETTY CORPSE AND SPRAY YOUR
GUTS ALL OVER THIS ROOM!" After a time cutting off the oxygen
the to her brain he flipped out his blade and lightly dragged it
across her cheek. "But first how about a nice scar? You look
like you get around, how about I crave whore across your cheek?
Yeah let's go with that." The green menace swung the knife down
ready to carve the first letter.
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Re: Ghost of a Rose
By: Amy Rose Hedgehog Date: July 18, 2018, 3:32 pm
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Amy had finished washing off the mask when suddenly she was
slammed against the wall and she saw stars for a moment then
found herself staring at Scourge's hateful face. Then she
realized that she couldn't catch her breath, her fingers clawed
at his hand crushing her throat as she half listened to his
words, something about carving her up with that knife. 'How did
he know where I lived?' Her other hand groped blindly for
something she could use to use as a weapon, her hammer couldn't
be used effectively in her position. At last her hand grabbed
the hairspray, and in the blink of an eye, she was spraying it
in his face. Anyone who got that stuff in the eye knew how
damagingly painful it could be. She hoped that it would be
enough for him to loosen his grip because once she felt the
slightest bit of slack she would kick him away then summon her
primary hammer and knock him into the bathtub, and hope she
could escape to her downstairs.
This was if the spray was enough. If it wasn't then she was in
trouble.
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Re: Ghost of a Rose
By: Scourge Date: July 19, 2018, 4:31 am
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Scourge recoiled out of pain backing off enough to give Amy a
chance to recover. His watery blinked rapidly trying to mask the
burning pain they were in. "UGH! What is it with you chicks and
spraying stuff in my eyes!?" He shouted annoyed as he staggered
about trying to regain his sight. His time to recover would give
Amy a chance to counterattack while he nursed his eyes with the
tips of his fingers. He was so tired of skirts taking cheap
shots at his eyes; it was almost like people thought he didn't
deserve a fair fight after all stuff like this almost never
happened to Sonic. Letting out painful growls he dashed over to
the sink quickly splashing water over his face.
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Re: Ghost of a Rose
By: Amy Rose Hedgehog Date: July 19, 2018, 1:28 pm
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Amy choked and coughed as she tried to breath through her
bruised windpipe. Fairness didn't exist in real fights, it was
all about survival. As Scourge was occupied washing his eyes out
in her sink she summoned her Giant Hammer she had used on that
train at Rail Canyon, then brought it down on his head as hard
as she could, she didn't care if in doing so she broke her sink,
she would get a new one that was if she didn't die tonight.
Not bothering to wait for his recovery from that, she bolted out
of the bathroom and went down the stairs to her living room, she
needed to make it outside, outside she could fight better and it
would minimize the damage to her home.
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Re: Ghost of a Rose
By: Scourge Date: July 20, 2018, 10:26 pm
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When his face was smashed through the white porcelain of Miss
Rose's sink Scourge let out a guttural growl of pain followed by
a loud thud as his body slammed against the ground. With his
vision still hazy Scourge rolled onto his back rubbing his
temples attempting to make the pain go away. "Ugh.....it's like
getting hit by a truck...whats that thing made of." He asked
himself as he lay among the shards of the scattered sink; while
pushing himself up Scourge took a hold of the most deadly and
pointed shard taking it with him. Bolting down the stairs he cut
Amy off at the door folding his arms while shaking his head.
"Leaving already? My, my aren't we just a tacky hostess. Besides
I don't think you'll be going anywhere on that leg." He said as
he gestured towards Amy's thigh; it was swollen and bleeding
profusely with a large shard of jagged porcelain sticking out of
it. "Consider it my little gift for that trip through the sink."
Scourge came closer grabbing the bow tied around her robe in an
attempt to pull the pink hedgehog closer before delivering an
uppercut.
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Re: Ghost of a Rose
By: Amy Rose Hedgehog Date: July 20, 2018, 10:48 pm
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She was so close! Just had to open and- Scourge cut her off, she
had been too slow, her adrenaline was pumping madly in her veins
as she was about to summon her hammer again when she was
suddenly aware of the horrible pain in her leg, she looked down
at the shard sticking in her leg, the thought of the puncture
wound made her queasy. She didn't have time to think as she was
yanked forward and then sent tumbling back when he punched her
in the chin, she slammed back into her bookcase of photographs,
knocking a few over where they stood, one came down and clipped
her exposed shoulder and c'racked as it hit the floor. it was
the one of her and Sonya getting their picture taken at the
mall, they had decided to grow their new friendship by having a
girl's day out followed by a sleepover. It had been the most fun
she had with another girl in a long while.
Amy blinked as she stared at the picture and started to rise.
She couldn't give up, she had to keep fighting for herself and
her friends, though, against Scourge, he was so much faster than
her and stronger... stronger? Really? Amy furrowed her brows and
looked at her hands. No. She was stronger. She may not be as
fast as him but if she could throw Knuckles across a room with
one slap, there was a chance for her to come out of this on top.
Is that all you've got, you coward? She growled, as two
hammers materialized in her waiting hands. Long Hammer and Piko,
She would get better range with the first and have a backup with
the other. She limped forward on her bad leg, wincing once then
swung both of her hammers towards Scourge, sending twin pink
tornadoes to blast him away.
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Re: Ghost of a Rose
By: Scourge Date: July 21, 2018, 12:23 am
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While the sweeping winds sent Scourge crashing through the
coffee he wasn't deterred from his goal of killing Amy Rose.
Without delay he flipped to his feet revved up his feet and got
ready to ram her through the wall; shooting off towards the
obnoxious fangirl Scourge raised his hand ready to crack open
her head, however he suddenly skidded to a stop when something
that had fallen from shelf caught his attention. He knelt down
picking up the photo brushing the broken glass away from the
frame. He paused starring at the picture he couldn't believe how
happy Sonya looked at this moment in time; he'd never seen her
smile like this and it was starting to worry him. Giving the
pink hedgehog a side glance to ensure he wasn't sucker punched
he quickly returned his focus to the picture. "Damn it! Why'd it
have to be her! Why'd it have to be now! And why dose my little
blue bell look so happy here."
Scourge dropped the picture and simply glared at Amy staring
daggers into her eyes. This was the second time Sonya had
prevented Scourge from taking Amy's life; however this time he
didn't flee, he simply stood and stared at the pink hedgehog
wanting her dead more than anything as he said. "You got lucky."
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Re: Ghost of a Rose
By: Amy Rose Hedgehog Date: July 21, 2018, 2:04 am
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That double hammer attack had taken more out of her than she
realized, though with her bleeding out from her leg, she wasn't
surprised when she staggered back and almost collapsed, no, she
couldn't afford to collapse in front of her enemy. It was the
pure adrenaline that was keeping her on her feet. She needed to
get medical attention, and fast. Her vision was getting blurry a
bit as she looked at Scourge, puzzled as to why he had picked up
that picture of her and Sonya. When he said that she got lucky
she frowned. 'What does that mean? What is he...' her head swam
and she shook it to clear the fuzziness.
She was getting a few snippets of memory from the orphanage
attack when Scourge had acted strangely when Sonya had... done
something. It was getting hard to remember. Had something
happened between them? Was there something there?
Sh-she would... never... forgive you... She was making a
dangerous g'amble, but her girlish intuition was poking at her
brain. She gripped her hammers tighter. I-If y-you leave now...
and never come back to this house again... I won't tell her it
was you. She was taking another risk, and that was if Scourge
would let himself be blackmailed to preserve his friendship with
Sonya, or he would just kill her and cover up her murder then
continue his friendship. She prayed that it was the later. 'Get
out. Get out. Leave. Get out. Get out! Never come back here!'
She found herself mentally chanting, her strength was leaving
her, she had no doubt that her body was mimicking the shaking
fear that gripped her soul since Scourge had broken in and
attacked her.
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Re: Green Thorns and Red Painted Roses
By: Scourge Date: July 24, 2018, 4:07 am
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Scourge wasn't going to listen to Amy's blackmail but he wasn't
going to kill her either; she had something he wanted and would
be a step closer to Sonya's happiness. He pushed the pink
hedgehog against the bookshelf and firmly grasped the shard of
sink sticking from her leg. "Oh I'm not going to kill you, as
you said she'd never forgive me but you are going to help me."
He pushed the shrapnel deeper into her lovely legs until he hit
an artery. "You're going to tell me why she looks so happy in
that picture. From my count you've got about five minuets until
you bleed out and I'm the only one fast enough here to get you
to the emergency room in time. SO START TALKING!"
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