The new Sonic rpg

Ash began to run, almost as fast as she could, to follow the noise. She wanted to find Bloodshot, and she knew she would.

Bloodshot stopped a an old house and walked inside it. "This place.. It...It feels like Ive been here before..."

Ashley reached a small, broken-looking house and pushed open the already-falling-off door. She was shocked to see the person who had entered moments before.

Bloodshot looked at the mantle place and then helded his head "UGH! What the!?" Bloodshot got a blurred image of what happened in the house. "Wait that cant be true..."

"What...what's wrong?" she asked. Ash ran up to him, and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Huh.. Nothing.." he said getting up

"You...you scare me sometimes," she said.

move out of the way i'm joining what is rightfully mine

"Sorry Ash but maybe we shouldn't be a team anymore.." he said putting his hand on her shoulder

"There's nothing saying that we can't be a team...it's just...I can't even start to imagine what Will's feeling."

Mly sat down, wondering what had just happened and, more importantly, what he would do. He carefully recalled important details from his LCPS textbooks, back when he was still a military school child, over eight hundred years ago. He knew that this planet was at least a class two on the civilizational advancement scale, maybe class three or four. He figured if it were a five or beyond his ship would've been attacked by asteroid hunter vessels on the way in. After some thought, he remembered the first task in any covert takeover: scouting. He began to run to the nearest settlement and see what local infrastructure looked like so as to make his future base blend in flawlessly.

(Does this take place in the real world, with real cities like LA, NY, and Austin, or in the Sonic-verse with cities like Central City, Station Square, and Westopolis?)

(Sonic world I mean come on Mly it's "A Sonic RPG")

as Kriegsmarine walked along the beaten path he quite literaly ran into Mly.

Mly stared at Kriegsmarine for a moment, before speaking. "Hello," he said. "Where is the nearest metropolitan area?"

oh, you see this road well keep going down it until you see a bum with a sign on him DON'T TALK TO HIM! Next turn left when you see him, then you'll see a man who tells the truth and a man who always lies after you fight your way through the confusion you'll hit a fork in the road on the back of that fork you'll read the cake is a lie simply keep going along the right fork in the road and you will end up back here.

Mly was confused. "So, this is the metropolitan area?"

Kriegsmarine simply replied, "Yes, this is."

(Don't write for other people's characters, TSW, unless you want me to murder you in your sleep. Retconned.)

Mly again stared at Kriegsmarine. He was smart as a whip, and remembered almost everything he had learned in his many years of life, but Earthling humor was entirely foreign to him. After a long stretch of a few seconds, words escaped the cloud of confusion in his head and came out of his mouth: "...What?"

Mly wrote:(Don't write for other people's characters, TSW, unless you want me to murder you in your sleep. Retconned.)

Mly again stared at Kriegsmarine. He was smart as a whip, and remembered almost everything he had learned in his many years of life, but Earthling humor was entirely foreign to him. After a long stretch of a few seconds, words escaped the cloud of confusion in his head and came out of his mouth: "...What?"

oh sorry just a minor insanity momment, it's right down there a few miles

Ash struggled with her telepathic link, to her brother, but it wouldn't work. She prayed for once for Will to enter her mind, but nothing was working. She set out to find out what the commotion on the beach was.

Bloodshot walked out of the house and countinued his journey

Ash glanced behind her, and nothing seemed to be there but wind through the trees. A chill went down her back, but she persisted on.

A figure was following Ash. He was dressed in a black longcoat, a black pirate hat, and a breastplate. He paused, making sure that he was hid in the shadows, his footsteps soundless.

He quickly unsheathed a serrated sabre, the ruby in its hilt glittering in the moonlight.

"Perfect", he hissed...

Ash found the cove where she originally started out, with the slight sense of being followed. She shook it off, well knowing that she had a link with the long dead, and approached the trees she had set up camp by. She picked up her sheaths, and strapped them onto her back. "I don't know why I feel like I need these...but I feel like I need these."

The pirate followed Ash, feeling slightly disturbed by the sight of Ash's sheaths. He was no longer in the prime of his youth; his reflexes had degenerated, younger opponents daned around him in duels, and he no longer could win as many fights as he used to. However, he had eight-hundred-and-forty years of pirating behind him, and the amount of knowledge he had accumulated in that time would surely protect him if he had to duel.

He made his way through the forest, feeling slightly apprehensive as he did so. He decided it was safer to stick to the darker, more shadowy recesses of the forest. Suddenly, the pirate lost his footing and slipped.

"Aargh!", he cried in terror.

He immediately berated himself for the noise; he knew that he could not give away his position. He could discern a figure in a cove he had just spotted. He unsheathed his sword, and ran towards the cove, a cry of war upon his lips.

However, he tripped upon a loose stone on the floor, tripping him up, sending his sword flying into the forest, and sending the man sprawling to the floor. He saw Ash turn and look at him, as he lay defenceless on the floor...

"What the––who are you?" Ash shrieked, her arms flying up to the handles of her swords.

The figure straightened up. The light fell on his face, revealing long matted hair, startling green eyes, and a long, tangled beard. The expression in his eyes was one of calm and serenity.

"I am Captain Emp", he said, "And it seems I must now beg for my life."

"You see", he said, "I was hunting a dangerous foe of mine. I mistook you for him when I was following you. Yet I now see that you and he are different."

The captain grinned and sat down in the cove, feeling tired and weary from his travelling.