Sonic hates you

imaginary mass. imaginary technique: hollow purple *shoots a purple light*

*gets hit by the light and falls to the ground*

fruit gun:3 *nods*

*Everyone's faces go from fear to confusion. Shadow is still wary, but he lowers his guard a bit* Shadow: You... you were just scaring us with a fruit gun?

*nods* fruit gun

GUN:3

*grabs shadow by the legs and drags him to a therapy station*

Shadow: Hey, let go of me! *Shadow tries to pull away from you, but you're too strong* Shadow: You can't just drag me here! Amy: Shadow, I think you should go see a therapist. You need help. Shadow: I don't need help! I'm perfectly fine! *Shadow is still struggling against your grip, but he's starting to get tired* Amy: You're clearly not fine. You're acting like a complete lunatic. Shadow: I'm not a lunatic! I'm just trying to teach this little brat a lesson! *Shadow's eyes are still glowing with a bright red light*

*I signed shadow up for therapy*

first you need a backstory..

Sonic: Okay, then tell us.

there was a time I ruled the sky's covered in shades of blue monochromatic it's purely dramatic as hue. there was a time I lost everything because over due . and due to my power I own and devoured yours to.. and so if the oasis calls me back... .... I guess I turn my back towards the sun... .