RP Account for Knuckles the Echidna.
"Don't be stupid. We both know there's no ghosts up here."
Still not looking back at Sonic, he'd head over to a sizable boulder and crouch for proper lifting form
[He lowers his lids, smirking.]
But I guess you'd be quivering in your boots if that were the case, huh?
"Training, what's it look like?"
"Don't be stupid. We both know there's no ghosts up here."
Still not looking back at Sonic, he'd head over to a sizable boulder and crouch for proper lifting form
"Training, what's it look like?"
'Sup, Knucklehead?
"Training, what's it look like?"
It's the simple things in life that can't be beat.
It's the simple things in life that can't be beat.
What's the saying? Win-win?"
What's the saying? Win-win?"
(( A very mean bird. ))
(( A very mean bird. ))
And yet, the guardian stands stalwart all the same.
And yet, the guardian stands stalwart all the same.
... but then, he spots the Echidna .
" Oi, Red ? Y' good ? "
Thunderous, sounds go off ... 💧
He’d twist himself the best he could and start tearing at the earth, digging a hole which he could hopefully escape through.
Stretching out a bit, he would yawn loudly, before he began to dig into his pouch ... before pulling out a greasy burrito .
He’d twist himself the best he could and start tearing at the earth, digging a hole which he could hopefully escape through.
" Pretty decent massage ya 'ave goin' on down there ! Those spikes certainly ain't f'er show ... "
A small wriggle of his lower half, tail gently thumping ...
“GET. OFF. NOW!”
“GET. OFF. NOW!”
" Good attempt, 'll give ya tha' ! Had m' worried in th' first half ... "
“Wh-What…?!” He could only grunt as his shoes sank into the ground a little, muscles working overtime to keep from getting outright crushed. He had to throw him, and fast!
“GET. OFF. NOW!”
“Wh-What…?!” He could only grunt as his shoes sank into the ground a little, muscles working overtime to keep from getting outright crushed. He had to throw him, and fast!
" ... d-damn, didn't expect ya t' do tha' . "
“Wh-What…?!” He could only grunt as his shoes sank into the ground a little, muscles working overtime to keep from getting outright crushed. He had to throw him, and fast!
" Make y'er move, ranger games . "
He pounds his fists together, snorting hot air from his nostrils.
"Last warning, big guy."