Octavia Thinking Blitz Wants To Take Her Dad Away From Her When In Reality His Biggest Wish Is That They

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(there's a lot of people asking about this, but the legal age to use social media is 13, except in few countries. so yes, there are people here under 15)

"Here for You"

Been a while since I did a sketchy comic.

But I'll probably clean this one up later

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Incredible, but true: @blitzwhore deserves to have a good day today.

WE WON GUYS WE WON WE WON THIS IS THE BEST CHRISTMAS GIFT EVER

I literally feel like mastermind came out YESTERDAY

When I want to read Stolitz fic but it's literally 3am:

idk what this is so go ahead and take it

Sonic didn’t know if this was an obsession or if he still couldn’t get over the past.

He didn’t even know why he felt this way, or how he did. Usually, whenever he was at his lowest point the hedgehog would shake it off. Ignore it, because he was the hero of Mobius — he had no time to act so self-pitying. 

He was saving the world for chaos sake! He shouldn’t feel that way when it was such an honour to be a mobian that everyone depends on.

A mobian that everyone depends on too much.

So why, why did he hate it? Why did it always feel so overbearing.. so overwhelming. 

The pressure of others piling up in a messy, unorganised, folder and forcefully placed onto his hands.

The weight on his shoulders felt heavier than usual; a truly exhausting thing.

He never asked for this. 

He never wanted this. 

As far as the azure hedgehog could remember, whenever he played saviour attempting to make everyone proud and acknowledge his heroic acts, all the responsibility was suddenly thrusted into him without warning. 

Just because he could ruin some robots beyond repair. 

Ever since he showed off his abnormal speed, everyone relied on him to save their village. To give them the freedom they deserved.

They were asking too much from a little kid.

For Gaia sakes. The unique hog was wasting too much time wondering on how he got here and his current predicament, he needs to help out on the action being committed right in front of him. 

He needed to beat some ro-butts.

A blocky-robotic head stained with oil at the side of its base rolled over to the tip of his shoe, before being brutally crushed. 

Vibrant long red quills entered his peripheral vision, violet eyes glared at him with the intensity of a thousand-burning suns.

“Sonic. We can’t deal with your daydreams or whatever's going on that hedge of yours, but chip-chop look at the clock. As you can see here, we are currently in the middle of a BATTLE! You better catch up or I might as well take whatever spot you’ve been bragging about for so long, some hero you are.”

Knuckles scoffed, annoyance visible in his tone.

Sonic ignored the way his ears slightly drooped, his tail folding downwards. He ignored the way his gloved-fingers trembled and his smile slightly faltering. 

Just what was wrong with him today? He won’t let this get to his head; he's just being a big baby, over-sensitive of a simple insult.

“Still aiming for that top spot? Thought we got over that competitiveness, or maybe you're just jealous I always come out first?” He jabbed, a confident smirk etched across the hedgehog’s face whilst raising an eyebrow.

“Don’t be so sure of yourself!”

Tails watched all of this bickering from afar as his other friends who surrounded the area near him continued bashing an army of robots, ignoring the scene that unfolded right in front of them. 

For these group of mobians, arguments such as this one (mainly initiated by Sonic) were the norm. However, the observant, kid-genius, fox knew something was off about his older brother. 

He noticed how in the most random periods of the day, his fast companion would be unusually quiet and would stare at nothingness. His usual teasing and snarky comments were now seldom and rare to find. 

How the blue hedgehog would slowly appear less often in the day, only appearing when the clock strikes midnight. 

Tails was aware of the almost unnoticeable growing eyebags right beneath his eyelids. The quiet snoring as if he wasn’t asleep at all, (and maybe he was) the sloppy attacks and sluggish movement. That wasn’t even the worst part! 

Nowadays, he acted so.. distant.

He saw everything, up until the very last detail. 

Tails really, really, wanted to confront his brother about this behaviour, but he would wait. Wait until the latter was comfortable enough to talk about this with him. 

He was patient, so he would wait. 

Tails just hoped he’d be quick about it this time though.

—————

Sonic’s internal crisis drowned out the sound of robotic limbs clanging together and bolts being forcefully ripped out. 

Why he was still pondering at this matter? He didn’t know. He was tired, he wanted to rest. Let him rest. LET HIM RES-

An ebony hedgehog flew towards him leaving trails of dust where he once stood. 

“What's up with you Faker? You’re not as unbearable as usual.” the hedgehog quirked a brow.

“It’s nothing Shads,” the other pushed away the topic as he brushed his messy quills. “-anyway where the heck did Egghead go?”

“Escaped, as always. Maybe if you were paying more attention we would’ve captured him to prevent any other dirty tricks and cheats he has hiding up his sleeve.” Shadow snarled at him. 

“Ignore him dear, but I'm afraid he does have a point. What is with you today? You’re not as lively as always.” Rouge flew over, resting a hand atop of one of Sonic’s shoulder blades, one brow quirked in suspicion.

“Hm, I am curious as to what is troubling you today.” 

Shadow added. An irritated tone displayed to hide his slight worry for the speedster, he had noticed the other’s mood slightly plummet from the jab he made earlier.

Sonic’s palms began to feel clammy under his gloves. 

“It’s nothing, chillax guys. We shouldn’t waste our time talking about this and instead focus on Eggbreath. Hello??” “If you aren’t gonna help me find him, then I might as well leave. Gotta dash!” The darker hedgehog and bat were both about to protest before being rudely interrupted, a blue streak flew past them. “That hedgehog..” Shadow growled.

“Lay off him for now Handsome, we’ll try to corner him later..”

Rouge had a bad feeling. That hedgehog may reveal something terribly shocking, something that’ll impact and change everyone's perspective of the blue hero.

 Something attention-catching, something that would turn all eyes on him.

Her inner bubble popped when she heard robotic thumping resembling footsteps behind her. She straightened up and swiftly whipped around before being tackled in a bear hug along with the hybrid.

“Hands off Omega!”

“THE BATTLE HAS ENDED. IT IS OUR CUE TO RETURN HOME AND REST FOR THE DAY. THERE IS NO USE DELAYING OUR BREAK BY IDLING HERE AND GOSSIPING AMONGST SELVES.”

“Pfft-” the female snorted.

“Shut it Rouge, we weren’t gossiping! Now let go!” Shadow attempted to escape the robot’s tight grip.

Omega activated his boosters, flying away before dawn could reach them. Distant yelling and laughing could be heard as they flew away out of earshot.

“..Well that was random.” A pink hedgehog muttered. Overhearing the trio’s conversation.

“Kinda out of character too..” A young fox replied, his twin-tails flapping around randomly.

“I’m leaving, I need to guard the Master Emerald.”

The duo stared at the fading figure of an echidna, before simultaneously turning their heads to face each other.

“Tails!” Amy called out.

“Should we check on Sonic later? I’m worried..” The pink hedgehog’s brows furrowed in confusion and frustration. Her tone curious with a strong desperate need to soothe her friends internal misery.

“They have a point, he has been acting a bit.. Off per say.” The fox muttered back.

“Maybe we should give him some time, I’ll tell you if he ever acts weird Amy.”

They give each other one last nod of acknowledgement and head off their separate ways, one slightly limping with exhaustion due to the battle that occurred minutes ago.

About Sonic IDW #56 (Post electric shock syndrome)

(Info found at https://www.verywellhealth.com and https://electrocuted.com)

Dang. That’s the best I can sum up this group of panels. I decided to look into the effects of electric shocks to the body. I swear, the authors did their absolute best to ensure that the amount of pain Sonic would go through would be as insane as possible.

Let’s start with this set of panels.

You can probably assume that the amount of volts Surge is sending into that water is excessive. Now, when someone’s skin is wet, not only does this make the shock more painful, it also makes it more deadly.

Next, are these panels. You can see here that Surge has her hands around either Sonic’s neck, or his shoulders. Either way, both areas are quite close to the heart. Shocks to the heart are another way to make electrical shocks more deadly. Another thing that makes an electrical shock more lethal is prolonged exposure. Which Sonic gets a fair share of. In the comic’s time, I’d say this lasted about 20-40 seconds, which may not seem long, but that is a very long time to be exposed to such a heavy voltage.

For obvious reasons, this causes Sonic to scream in pain, as you can see in both when Sonic first falls into the water and in the action panels (In the first, I believe it’s Sonic’s fist, though I struggle to tell. In the second, it’s clearly Sonic’s eye, meant to display fear or pain. And most importantly in the third panel, you can see Sonic’s mouth open screaming in pain).

When Surge passes out, Sonic is left in shock (no pun intended). Though, I have reason to believe he may have been dead in that panel.

Now, let’s talk about all the things Sonic would’ve gone through after that event. -Severe burns, both inside and outside his body. -An inconsistent or dangerous heartbeat -Numbness and tingling sensation throughout the body -Possible seizures -Weakness -Chronic pain

The weakness is one thing that is shown. Sonic needs help from Tails in order to get up. I also feel as though the patched hatching throughout Sonic’s body could also be interpreted as external burns.

Now, not only are there immediate physical reactions to getting electrocuted, there are also mental effects. These mental effects are labeled as post-electric shock syndrome. The symptoms are quite similar in nature to depression and PTSD.

-behavioral changes -Increased difficulty with memory and attention -irritability -anger -insomnia -aggressive behavior -difficulty enjoying hobbies -difficulty engaging with other people and work

In this next panel, I obviously don’t think that the only reason Sonic is angry is because of PESS, but I do think it may have made it a little harder to contain that anger, and maybe magnified it.

Sonic went through hell this time around. I suppose he always does.