You can find the full piece in your respective Dropbox folder, available to all tiers!STUDENT — SORCERER — DESIRE KEEPER
An iron vessel soars across dark stormy clouds, droning ominously. Where there was once grinning visage of a mustachioed old man a new face rests: a distinct starfish shape — the mark of one and only, true Sonic.
Neo Metal Sonic stood idly in one of the many steel corridors of the aptly named "Metal Carrier". Although his ever unchanging face hid the internal conflict well, his fidgeting claws betrayed the feigned composure. He was back in charge, first time in a little over five years, once more at the helm of the Empire, his Empire... and yet, he was uncertain.
Stepping out of the cowardly Doctor's shadow, taking the steps the old man wouldn't dare take, Metal Sonic finds a nagging feeling trembling deep within his code. Validation. As much as he'd hate to admit it to himself, he's always sought validation. From his "father"... from his "copy"... from those he holds dear and near to his iron core.
Clutching his fists, he finally takes steps further into the depths of the ship. Far too long has this senseless pursuit of validation guided him, fastening around his neck akin to a leash. Guiding him to "change", guiding him to be "better", guiding him to be "different"... well not anymore. Metal Sonic stops before the doors to his private chambers, distinct voices echoing across his data banks. The heroine, naive and innocent, urging him to carve his own path... The cunning business lady, suave and eloquent, feeding into his darkerst desires... The angel and the devil on his shoulders.
Building up the courage, Neo finally types in the security passcode, entering the private quarters. He walks past the books strewn about, he ignores the amenities around, his red eyes locked sharply at the two figures laid upon the bed before him, eagerly awaiting the machine's return.
The detour the Metal Carrier had to take was costly, but it was well worth in his eyes. Squirming before him, firmly restrained, are the only two people keeping his heart unrestful. His most esteemed guests. Amy Rose tugging on her restraints, looking upon the steel hedgehog with worry and concern. Breezie the Hedgehog,looking up at the machine with challenging defiance! The ladies look at their captor, avoiding locking eyes with one another. They thought they could guide him, shape his path as they saw fit...
...And now he'll show them his true self, one they've so desperately sought. In the clutches of their new master, no longer shall they pave his path as they'll bear witness to the new dawn, see the world reshaped and finally reap the fruits of their influence over him.
But for now... the sight of them by his side... it eased the trembling feeling deep within. Yes, he could most certainly get used to this...
I'm rather happy with how this piece turned out.
Myself being a big fan of Amy, Metal Sonic and the guy's peculiar dynamic with Breezie, it is truly shocking it took me this long to get around to this piece. Still, it was simply bound to happen~
As this piece wasn't initially planned for Patreon, I figured I'd expand the scope a little and that netted 15 alts (30 if you count Neo's shadow, but why would you). Lingerie and lack thereof, various gags, lovely damsels in peril — I sincerely hope you find this piece to your liking. I know I certianly had my fun working on it!
– Best wishes, DMZ