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SYNXIS
penned by mar
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RULES
01. β¦ πππ ππππππππ: I donβt want to over-promise on how much writing I can get out at a time, so this will just be a overall rule for now. I work nights and my activity during the day is unreliable at best. This is a hobby for me! 02. β¦ πππππππππ πππππππππ: (excluding Francis unless weβre somewhat close) Iβm open to the idea of shipping! But of course, Iβd prefer to build up to something like that. Let's talk about it! 03. β¦ ππππ: Themes of violence, religious imagery and mild sexual themes are sure to pop up here and there. Everything will be tagged to the best of my ability, and of course, feel free to send a message if I ever forget.
04. β¦ +ππ: Bouncing off the last rule, Iβd be more comfortable to keep this blog +18. I am an adult and prefer to keep my interactions with adults. 05. β¦ πππππππ are fine with me! I actually LOVE interacting with doubles, so please feel free to bug any of my muses! 06. β¦ πππππππ: If I am following you, I want to write with you! Take it as permission to throw a starter my way or send an message.
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Hosts
DR. FINITEVUS.......β¦ primary Age: 32 Y.O.
Job: Surgeon
Pronouns: he/they
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Species: Echidna Verses: 001, 002
Ex-cultist turned Empire surgeon, Doctor Finitevus is an albino echidna with a constant look of irritation.Displaced from a world of rot and decay, Finitevus now lives deeply within the Empire. (~Main game canon with a healthy mix of IDW characters and a pinch of Archie) He owes his life to Eggman -- hell, most of his body belongs to the Empire -- he couldn't leave even if he wanted to. He works as a surgeon, previously working in cybernetics before being moved down to an underground lab that houses Black Doom.You'll usually find Finitevus roaming around the most active Empire base, mind miles away while he focuses on his current projects. He's difficult to talk to, awkward at best and incendiary at worst, preferring to deal with plants rather than people.
BLACK DOOM....β¦ Secondary Age: +2000 Y.O.
Job: N/A
Pronouns: he/they
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Species: Black Arms Verses: 001, 002
Doom is alive! Yipee! Albeit in a much smaller, weaker form. In order to survive the aftermath of their fight (see. Devil Doom), Black Doom absorbed Doomβs Eye, shedding his body and managing something closer to an imp. He awoke some time later, in a field of green, disoriented and completely cut off from the Black Arms hivemind. Doom knew he had lost.
Without a chance to steady himself, he was discovered by a motobug on patrol β although he was alive, it was apparent he had the misfortune of landing in Empire territory. His body was so weak, he couldnβt even crush the badnik that gave away his position, and soon eggpawns were on him, dragging him back to the nearby base.The last person he wanted to see in such a state was a Robotnik, and Eggmanβs glee was insufferable. Instead of simply killing Doom then and there, Eggman decided keeping him in his underground labs would be much more fitting.And thatβs whereβs heβs been! Being poked and prodded in the name of science or whatever. Eggman has gone to great lengths to make sure Shadow isnβt aware of Doomβs existence underground, knowing exactly how heβd react. (badly) Eggman mostly aims to run tests and gather information on his biology. Who knows! Maybe Doomβs strange DNA might actually be useful.
ESPIO....βΆ Tertiary Age: 24 Y.O.
Job: Detective
Pronouns: he/they
Alignment: True Neutral
Species: Chameleon Verses: 001, 002
Life as a freelance detective isn't easy, bills are tight, their apartment barely holding together, but it's the life Espio has chosen for himself, so he'd not change it for the world!Living with Vector & Charmy, they never turn down work that pays! (*or any work for that matter) You can count on the CHAOTIX for all your needs.His life in the city has been fun, but Espio still travels back home bi-yearly to work for his family clan. He hasn't completely cut them out of his life, he doesn't want to, but he knows it's not sustainable for who he wants to be. Much to think about...
FRANCIS....βΆ Exclusive Age: +50 Y.O.
Job: Priest
Pronouns: he/him
Alignment: Neutral Good
Species: Bilby Verses: 001, 002
A priest that worships the Goddess of Life -- running the main cathedral in Central City. Stop by any time, any hour, Francis will make sure your worries are heard.Francis is married to a zeti named Zawkes, a repairman to the aged cathedral and in charge of the small coffee shop next door. This building has been through a lot! It was a sanctuary during the Black Arms invasion, nearly toppling over when the planet was broken... Never a dull moment here.If you'd like to use the confessional, either confess a sin or just vent, be sure to send a message!
FANG....βΆ Exclusive Age: 27 Y.O.
Job: Merc
Pronouns: he/him
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Species: Jerboa/Kangaroo Verses: 001, 002
Fang's here for a good time, not a long time, baby!Never seen without his partner Bark, the pair travel from city to city, following wherever the money takes them. Fang is a jack of all trades type of merc - if you pay him enough, he'll do whatever you want. It's that simple.Most of his work comes from Central City, so you're bound to run into him one way or another. He mislikes staying still for too long, preferring to spend every moment he's alive to earning as much money as he can.
VICE....βΆ By request Age: βββββ
Job: βββββ
Pronouns: she/they/he/it
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Species: βββββ Verses: 001, 002
Violent jester with a twisted sense of humor.When they are in their jester form, they speak in ye olde english. Once they are mimicking another, they will speak like their target.Vice is a shapeshifter. Unlike other shapeshifters like Mimic the Octopus, they canβt free-form into their target just by sight. They need a sample of their target in order to mimic their appearance and voice β this usually involves getting a pinprick of blood. Like a mosquito. Just a drop, but they might take more than they need.Once they have what they need, they can shift into their target, mimic them perfectly. Their eyes are a giveaway though, still unable to hide the dead look Vice has, bleeding into their disguise. They can mimic the targetβs voice, mimic their mannerisms.