Fanfic - Deadbones Sonic OC DonutSteel
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So there's two here. This top one is the uh...the one I wrote pretending to be a bad fanfic writer. The second cut has one with better spelling and less/no author notes.
Author's Note - So like, I totally decided to write this fanfic about how Deadbie like, stole the biggest Chaos Emerald from her enemy Claire the racoon, that bitch. Like seriously, fuck her. Whatever. She's just, the worst.
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Deadbie stared down through the metal grating she was lying on, lucious thick fur pressed through the bars, the small purple tufts waving slightly from the AC air going around her.
Far below her was the largest Chaos emerald she had ever seen, gleaming a dull grey colour. It started to flicker a faint yellow colour as she opened the AC vent, lowering herself on her trusty repelling rope, the gem glowing even brighter as she inched closer and closer to it.
Author's Note: Like, it's glowing because she's greedy for it, okay? It wasn't glowing before because it was empty, duuuuh.
Claire had been one of her main rivals since she had arrived in the future. Claire was a raccoon, her black mask and ringed tail striking. People often got Deadbie confused for Claire when she first arrived, thinking she had just dyed her fur, which infuriated her. Just because they were both pretty didn't mean they were the same! Or the fact that they both were accompished theives. Deadbie was obviously superior with her mechie eye, she could see in the dark, as well as the loads of stuff she stole. But everyone seemed to like Claire better and called her a copy cat.
Author's Note: Also cause Claire is a bitch and pretends she's the best at everything ever and never gave me a birthday gift, ugghhh what a bitch.
So when she had heard that Claire had one of the largest Chaos emeralds ever at her house, she knew she had to steal it from the stupid bitch.
Her focus returned to the emerald below her, positively bright with a bright yellow colour now. Just as she lightly dropped to the ground, she grimmaced as she realized the ground had a pressure plate inside it, the floor lighting up with a bright red colour, alarms starting to go off. Maybe if she hadn't eaten the chocolate cake Dark Sonic had given her yesterday as a birthday gift she wouldn't have set off the alarm, but it was too late now. She quickly smashed the glass surrounding the bright emerald, snatching it from the ruined case before she sprinted at the door, squeaking through before it slammed shut.
She hurtled down the hallway, launching herself from wall to wall as she tried to stay off the floor, traps and explosions going off around her. A wire caught her off gaurd for a second, slicing the tip of her ear off causing her to stumble, going into a roll before catching herself, continuing to run before jumping through the mansion's windows, hurtling down the hill before finally reaching the road, quickly ducking down side alleys before climbing down into the sewers.
She swaggered back into her den as she pulled the emreald out of her bad, admiring the beautiful yellow glow it had gained. She already had a fence waiting for her to sell it, but she couldn't go to her fence with a chopped off ear, it would look unprofessional. She groaned as she looked at herself in the mirror, touching the flat cut on her ear. The nanobots in her bloodstream had kept it from bleeding, as well as the infinitesimally sharp cutting edge on the nanowire that had chopped her ear off, so at least she wouldn't have to deal with going to a vet to get it cleaned up.
Author's Note: Like, nanobots are like, future magic, okay?
Frowning, she rummaged through the beaten up drawers of her dresser, pulling out a knit cap she had stored there, pulling it over her head, grinning at herself in the mirror, sharp front teeth glittering back at her before she stowed the emerald into her pack, taking off to meet her fence.
Author's Note: The knit cap was a gift from her ex, uwu
Her fence was a small field mouse looking guy, always nervous and chittering slightly, scars running all over his face from previous run ins with the law guys.
“You you have the goods? The emerald? Oooo...” he said, eyes going wide, gleaming the same yellow color the gem was glowing with, hands reaching out to grab it.
Deadbie pulled it away, frowning at him. “Cash first.”
The fence grumbled before producing a large wad of cash, shoving it at Deadbie before carefully taking the emerald, cooing over it as Deadbie counted it carefully.
She grinned before nodding at the mouse, storing the cash away carefully. It would last her awhile if she was careful. Maybe a month of she wasn't. She already knew it would last her maybe a week. She had to get more cigars, she had run out some time ago and had wanted one despaeratily for some time.
Author's Note: STOP AKSING ME TO WRITE HER AND HER FENCE HOOKING UP, LIKE GROSS.
~half a day passes~
Deadbie leaned against the nearby ruined building, long lemur tail wrapped around her legs, cigar sending plumes of dirty smoke into the air. She had already put away some of the money in her getaway fund in case she needed it, and blew most of the rest of various nice things for herself, including the very fancy cigar.
Just as she took another drag from her cigar, she heard the distinctive sound of Claire's high heel shoes against the hard concrete before she looked over, smirking as she saw Claire, her face a bright red, eyes pratically glowing with hatred.
Author's Note: Like, smking is bad, okay? But Deadbie is cool so she can smoke.
Claire smacked the cigar out of Deadbie's hand, leaning in close, her raccoon mask practically the only thing Deadbie could see.
“I know you stole my emerald you bitch, and I will get back at you for it. You better watch yourself,” she said with a hiss before jerking away, stomping away down the street, the very few onlookers gaping with amazement.
Deadbie continued to smirk as she pulled a second cigar out, lighting it as she giggled at the receding back of Claire. Today had been a good day.
Author's Note: I hope you liked it, I didn't do any of my homework to get this done, ugghhh.
*slightly better spelling version*
Deadbie stared down through the metal grating she was lying on, luscious thick fur pressed through the bars, the small purple tufts waving slightly from the AC quietly wafting around her.
Far below her was the largest Chaos emerald she had ever seen, gleaming a dull grey colour. It started to flicker a faint yellow colour as she opened the AC vent, lowering herself on her trusty rappelling rope, the gem glowing even brighter as she inched closer and closer to it.
Claire had been one of her main rivals since she had arrived in the future. Claire was a raccoon, her black mask and ringed tail striking. People often got Deadbie confused for Claire when she first arrived, thinking she had just dyed her fur, which infuriated her. Just because they were both pretty didn't mean they were the same! Or the fact that they both were accomplished thieves. Deadbie was obviously superior with her mechanical eye, she could see in the dark, as well as the loads of stuff she stole. But everyone seemed to like Claire better and called her a copy cat.
So when she had heard that Claire had one of the largest Chaos emeralds ever at her house, she knew she had to steal it from the stupid bitch.
Her focus returned to the emerald below her, positively scintillating with a bright yellow colour now. Just as she lightly dropped to the ground, she grimaced as she realized the ground had a pressure plate below it, the floor lighting up with a bright red colour, alarms starting to go off. Maybe if she hadn't eaten the chocolate cake Dark Sonic had given her yesterday as a birthday gift she wouldn't have set off the alarm, but it was too late now. She quickly smashed the glass surrounding the emerald, snatching it from the ruined case before she sprinted at the door, squeaking through before it slammed shut.
She hurtled down the hallway, launching herself from wall to wall as she tried to stay off the floor, traps and explosions going off around her. A slicing wire caught her off guard for a second, slicing the tip of her ear off causing her to stumble, going into a roll before catching herself, continuing to run before jumping through the mansion's massive windows, hurtling down the hill before finally reaching the road, quickly ducking down side alleys before climbing down into the sewers.
She swaggered back into her den as she pulled the emerald out of her bad, admiring the beautiful yellow glow it had gained. She already had a fence waiting for her to sell it, but she couldn't go to her fence with a chopped off ear, it would look unprofessional. She groaned as she looked at herself in the mirror, touching the flat cut on her ear. The nanobots in her bloodstream had kept it from bleeding, as well as the infinitesimally sharp cutting edge on the nanowire that had chopped her ear off, so at least she wouldn't have to deal with going to a vet to get it cleaned up.
Frowning, she rummaged through the beaten up drawers of her dresser, pulling out a knit cap she had stored there, pulling it over her head, grinning at herself in the mirror, sharp front teeth glittering back at her before she stowed the emerald into her pack, taking off to meet her fence.
Her fence was a small field mouse looking guy, always nervous and chittering slightly, scars running all over his face from previous run ins with the law enforcement.
“You you have the goods? The emerald? Oooo...” he said, eyes going wide, gleaming the same yellow colour the gem was glowing with, hands reaching out to grab it.
Deadbie pulled it away, frowning at him. “Cash first.”
The fence grumbled before producing a large wad of cash, shoving it at Deadbie before carefully taking the emerald, cooing over it as Deadbie counted it carefully.
She grinned before nodding at the preoccupied mouse, storing the cash away carefully. It would last her awhile if she was careful. Maybe a month of she wasn't. She already knew it would last her maybe a week. She had to get more cigars, she had run out some time ago and had wanted one desperately for some time.
~half a day passes~
Deadbie leaned against the nearby ruined building, long lemur tail wrapped around her legs, cigar sending plumes of dirty smoke into the air. She had already put away some of the money in her getaway fund in case she needed it, and blew most of the rest of various nice things for herself, including the very fancy cigar.
Just as she took another drag from her cigar, she heard the distinctive sound of Claire's high heel shoes against the hard concrete before she looked over, smirking as she saw Claire, her face a bright red, eyes practically glowing with hatred.
Claire smacked the cigar out of Deadbie's hand, leaning in close, her raccoon mask practically the only thing Deadbie could see.
“I know you stole my emerald you bitch, and I will get back at you for it. You better watch yourself,” she said with a hiss before jerking away, stomping away down the street, the very few onlookers gaping with amazement.
Deadbie continued to smirk as she pulled a second cigar out, lighting it as she giggled at the receding back of Claire. Today had been a good day.
So there's two here. This top one is the uh...the one I wrote pretending to be a bad fanfic writer. The second cut has one with better spelling and less/no author notes.
Author's Note - So like, I totally decided to write this fanfic about how Deadbie like, stole the biggest Chaos Emerald from her enemy Claire the racoon, that bitch. Like seriously, fuck her. Whatever. She's just, the worst.
- - - - -
Deadbie stared down through the metal grating she was lying on, lucious thick fur pressed through the bars, the small purple tufts waving slightly from the AC air going around her.
Far below her was the largest Chaos emerald she had ever seen, gleaming a dull grey colour. It started to flicker a faint yellow colour as she opened the AC vent, lowering herself on her trusty repelling rope, the gem glowing even brighter as she inched closer and closer to it.
Author's Note: Like, it's glowing because she's greedy for it, okay? It wasn't glowing before because it was empty, duuuuh.
Claire had been one of her main rivals since she had arrived in the future. Claire was a raccoon, her black mask and ringed tail striking. People often got Deadbie confused for Claire when she first arrived, thinking she had just dyed her fur, which infuriated her. Just because they were both pretty didn't mean they were the same! Or the fact that they both were accompished theives. Deadbie was obviously superior with her mechie eye, she could see in the dark, as well as the loads of stuff she stole. But everyone seemed to like Claire better and called her a copy cat.
Author's Note: Also cause Claire is a bitch and pretends she's the best at everything ever and never gave me a birthday gift, ugghhh what a bitch.
So when she had heard that Claire had one of the largest Chaos emeralds ever at her house, she knew she had to steal it from the stupid bitch.
Her focus returned to the emerald below her, positively bright with a bright yellow colour now. Just as she lightly dropped to the ground, she grimmaced as she realized the ground had a pressure plate inside it, the floor lighting up with a bright red colour, alarms starting to go off. Maybe if she hadn't eaten the chocolate cake Dark Sonic had given her yesterday as a birthday gift she wouldn't have set off the alarm, but it was too late now. She quickly smashed the glass surrounding the bright emerald, snatching it from the ruined case before she sprinted at the door, squeaking through before it slammed shut.
She hurtled down the hallway, launching herself from wall to wall as she tried to stay off the floor, traps and explosions going off around her. A wire caught her off gaurd for a second, slicing the tip of her ear off causing her to stumble, going into a roll before catching herself, continuing to run before jumping through the mansion's windows, hurtling down the hill before finally reaching the road, quickly ducking down side alleys before climbing down into the sewers.
She swaggered back into her den as she pulled the emreald out of her bad, admiring the beautiful yellow glow it had gained. She already had a fence waiting for her to sell it, but she couldn't go to her fence with a chopped off ear, it would look unprofessional. She groaned as she looked at herself in the mirror, touching the flat cut on her ear. The nanobots in her bloodstream had kept it from bleeding, as well as the infinitesimally sharp cutting edge on the nanowire that had chopped her ear off, so at least she wouldn't have to deal with going to a vet to get it cleaned up.
Author's Note: Like, nanobots are like, future magic, okay?
Frowning, she rummaged through the beaten up drawers of her dresser, pulling out a knit cap she had stored there, pulling it over her head, grinning at herself in the mirror, sharp front teeth glittering back at her before she stowed the emerald into her pack, taking off to meet her fence.
Author's Note: The knit cap was a gift from her ex, uwu
Her fence was a small field mouse looking guy, always nervous and chittering slightly, scars running all over his face from previous run ins with the law guys.
“You you have the goods? The emerald? Oooo...” he said, eyes going wide, gleaming the same yellow color the gem was glowing with, hands reaching out to grab it.
Deadbie pulled it away, frowning at him. “Cash first.”
The fence grumbled before producing a large wad of cash, shoving it at Deadbie before carefully taking the emerald, cooing over it as Deadbie counted it carefully.
She grinned before nodding at the mouse, storing the cash away carefully. It would last her awhile if she was careful. Maybe a month of she wasn't. She already knew it would last her maybe a week. She had to get more cigars, she had run out some time ago and had wanted one despaeratily for some time.
Author's Note: STOP AKSING ME TO WRITE HER AND HER FENCE HOOKING UP, LIKE GROSS.
~half a day passes~
Deadbie leaned against the nearby ruined building, long lemur tail wrapped around her legs, cigar sending plumes of dirty smoke into the air. She had already put away some of the money in her getaway fund in case she needed it, and blew most of the rest of various nice things for herself, including the very fancy cigar.
Just as she took another drag from her cigar, she heard the distinctive sound of Claire's high heel shoes against the hard concrete before she looked over, smirking as she saw Claire, her face a bright red, eyes pratically glowing with hatred.
Author's Note: Like, smking is bad, okay? But Deadbie is cool so she can smoke.
Claire smacked the cigar out of Deadbie's hand, leaning in close, her raccoon mask practically the only thing Deadbie could see.
“I know you stole my emerald you bitch, and I will get back at you for it. You better watch yourself,” she said with a hiss before jerking away, stomping away down the street, the very few onlookers gaping with amazement.
Deadbie continued to smirk as she pulled a second cigar out, lighting it as she giggled at the receding back of Claire. Today had been a good day.
Author's Note: I hope you liked it, I didn't do any of my homework to get this done, ugghhh.
*slightly better spelling version*
Deadbie stared down through the metal grating she was lying on, luscious thick fur pressed through the bars, the small purple tufts waving slightly from the AC quietly wafting around her.
Far below her was the largest Chaos emerald she had ever seen, gleaming a dull grey colour. It started to flicker a faint yellow colour as she opened the AC vent, lowering herself on her trusty rappelling rope, the gem glowing even brighter as she inched closer and closer to it.
Claire had been one of her main rivals since she had arrived in the future. Claire was a raccoon, her black mask and ringed tail striking. People often got Deadbie confused for Claire when she first arrived, thinking she had just dyed her fur, which infuriated her. Just because they were both pretty didn't mean they were the same! Or the fact that they both were accomplished thieves. Deadbie was obviously superior with her mechanical eye, she could see in the dark, as well as the loads of stuff she stole. But everyone seemed to like Claire better and called her a copy cat.
So when she had heard that Claire had one of the largest Chaos emeralds ever at her house, she knew she had to steal it from the stupid bitch.
Her focus returned to the emerald below her, positively scintillating with a bright yellow colour now. Just as she lightly dropped to the ground, she grimaced as she realized the ground had a pressure plate below it, the floor lighting up with a bright red colour, alarms starting to go off. Maybe if she hadn't eaten the chocolate cake Dark Sonic had given her yesterday as a birthday gift she wouldn't have set off the alarm, but it was too late now. She quickly smashed the glass surrounding the emerald, snatching it from the ruined case before she sprinted at the door, squeaking through before it slammed shut.
She hurtled down the hallway, launching herself from wall to wall as she tried to stay off the floor, traps and explosions going off around her. A slicing wire caught her off guard for a second, slicing the tip of her ear off causing her to stumble, going into a roll before catching herself, continuing to run before jumping through the mansion's massive windows, hurtling down the hill before finally reaching the road, quickly ducking down side alleys before climbing down into the sewers.
She swaggered back into her den as she pulled the emerald out of her bad, admiring the beautiful yellow glow it had gained. She already had a fence waiting for her to sell it, but she couldn't go to her fence with a chopped off ear, it would look unprofessional. She groaned as she looked at herself in the mirror, touching the flat cut on her ear. The nanobots in her bloodstream had kept it from bleeding, as well as the infinitesimally sharp cutting edge on the nanowire that had chopped her ear off, so at least she wouldn't have to deal with going to a vet to get it cleaned up.
Frowning, she rummaged through the beaten up drawers of her dresser, pulling out a knit cap she had stored there, pulling it over her head, grinning at herself in the mirror, sharp front teeth glittering back at her before she stowed the emerald into her pack, taking off to meet her fence.
Her fence was a small field mouse looking guy, always nervous and chittering slightly, scars running all over his face from previous run ins with the law enforcement.
“You you have the goods? The emerald? Oooo...” he said, eyes going wide, gleaming the same yellow colour the gem was glowing with, hands reaching out to grab it.
Deadbie pulled it away, frowning at him. “Cash first.”
The fence grumbled before producing a large wad of cash, shoving it at Deadbie before carefully taking the emerald, cooing over it as Deadbie counted it carefully.
She grinned before nodding at the preoccupied mouse, storing the cash away carefully. It would last her awhile if she was careful. Maybe a month of she wasn't. She already knew it would last her maybe a week. She had to get more cigars, she had run out some time ago and had wanted one desperately for some time.
~half a day passes~
Deadbie leaned against the nearby ruined building, long lemur tail wrapped around her legs, cigar sending plumes of dirty smoke into the air. She had already put away some of the money in her getaway fund in case she needed it, and blew most of the rest of various nice things for herself, including the very fancy cigar.
Just as she took another drag from her cigar, she heard the distinctive sound of Claire's high heel shoes against the hard concrete before she looked over, smirking as she saw Claire, her face a bright red, eyes practically glowing with hatred.
Claire smacked the cigar out of Deadbie's hand, leaning in close, her raccoon mask practically the only thing Deadbie could see.
“I know you stole my emerald you bitch, and I will get back at you for it. You better watch yourself,” she said with a hiss before jerking away, stomping away down the street, the very few onlookers gaping with amazement.
Deadbie continued to smirk as she pulled a second cigar out, lighting it as she giggled at the receding back of Claire. Today had been a good day.
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