Sonic Purge

First Victim

Sonic "Echo" Purge- Sonic Purge's body is a twisted, wild version of Sonic's, with a more muscular and emaciated physique. Its fur is a dull, matted gray, with a slightly greenish tint, as if it's been infected by some sort of toxic waste but keeping a hint of blue with the tip of the quills. The once-iconic blue spikes on Sonic's head are now longer, wilder, and more unruly, sticking out in every direction like a madman's hair. Sonic Purge's face is perhaps its most unsettling feature. Its eyes are empty, soulless voids, devoid of any spark of life or emotion. They seem to be staring right through you, as if they're simply waiting for the perfect moment to strike. The lips are stretched into a perpetual, toothless grin, giving the impression of a malevolent, sadistic glee. The nose is slightly flattened and pointed, like a snout, as if it's sniffing out its next victim. Sonic Purge's head is shaped like a distorted version of Sonic's, with a longer, more pointed snout and larger, more exaggerated ears. The ears are constantly twitching, as if they're picking up on some faint disturbance in the air. The hands and feet are the same but with razor-sharp claws that seem to be constantly flexing and relaxing. The fingers are tipped with sharp, jagged nails that appear to be capable of tearing through metal or flesh with ease. It keeps Sonic's iconic shoes. They are able to shift into a disguised form, posing as the real Sonic to get victims close to them before striking. Sonic Purge is a ruthless and brutal entity that revels in the fear and suffering of others. Its very existence is a manifestation of chaos and destruction, driven by an insatiable hunger for violence and terror. Despite its twisted and distorted appearance, Sonic Purge possesses a calculating and patient demeanor, always taking its time to hunt down its prey and prolong their suffering. Sonic Purge derives immense pleasure from watching its victims squirm, writhe, and beg for mercy. It takes great delight in toying with its prey, often allowing them to think they've escaped or found a temporary reprieve before striking with ruthless efficiency. The sadistic glee in its eyes is palpable as it manipulates its victims, playing on their fears and hopes to extract maximum agony from the experience. However, Sonic Purge's patience is not limitless. If its victims fight back or evade it for too long, it becomes increasingly impatient, its wild nature coursing through its veins like a maddening force. In these moments, Sonic Purge's grip on sanity falters, and it unleashes its full fury upon the victim, determined to inflict maximum pain and suffering. Despite its monstrous tendencies, Sonic Purge is not entirely mindless. It possesses a twisted form of intelligence, allowing it to plan and strategize its attacks with a calculated precision. It knows exactly how to exploit the fears and weaknesses of its prey, making it a formidable and nearly unstoppable foe. 

The sound of a monitor booting up is a familiar and comforting noise, a gentle hum that signals the impending arrival of digital delights. It begins with a soft, muted beep, like the gentle clearing of a throat, followed by a series of ascending whirrs and whizzes as the system's machinery springs to life. The pitch rises and falls, creating a soothing melody that's both calming and energizing. As the monitor begins to warm up, the sounds become more defined, taking on a slightly more mechanical tone. The beeps turn into a steady, rhythmic sequence, punctuated by short bursts of static or crackling noises that clear the airwaves like a digital breath. Suddenly, the hum drops in pitch, and a faint, distorted echo of the iconic Sega logo begins to take shape. The sounds are muffled and warped, like a record playing through a scratched vinyl, but the familiar pattern is unmistakable. It's like hearing a nostalgic melody through a veil of static. The distortion grows louder, and the logo begins to take on a life of its own. It's like watching a dream unfold on screen, the sounds weaving together in a mesmerizing dance of electronics and imagination. And then, just as the logo reaches its full distortion, Sonic's iconic wagging finger appears on screen, as if summoning the chaos and destruction that is about to ensue. The sound of his finger wagging is like a sudden burst of energy, a sharp "tsk-tsk" that echoes through the speakers like a warning sign.