I am currently asking all willing Sonic artists to draw me post condition, you can see an appearance description here
Look, I'm getting really upset about the lack of people. I miss having others comment on my journals and comfort me when I need it.........All you guys do is read and not comment or don't bother reading at all. That really upsets me, and I need some people I can trust. I'm going through a lot right now, and I feel like I have noone who will stick up for me, especially since the one who does, nowadays, he keeps putting himself down every time I ask for help......all I want is some comfort and a few friends......but I get nothing......I know why, it's because all of you are f*cking purist, as in saying I'm a fake all because I'm nothing like I am in the games. Ok, my behavior there was due to fear of my condition being activated. They never stated it in game for fear of it activating by letting others know, AND because small children play the games as well, and they don't wanna break the E rating. I've changed. Deal with it. I will regard ANY messages like: "If you were the real Shadow, you would kick me in the head for me calling you emo", I will report the comment. I take that kind of stuff as direct insults and flames. I just want a few friends, maybe someone can be my doctor (not saying that my original doctor is bad)....Because I have one already, but I have just one. Not too many know about my medical condition, and what would happen if my doctor can't care for me? Then what'll happen? I also need a few more friends, as most of them rarely comment on my page anymore. It's rough, having an incurable medical condition, along with a bad reputation that you are trying to mend. I have both a fanbase (mostly purist, and the non purists prefer me gay or evil or emo), and a group of haters. I'm dealing with each already, I just need a good team to back me up. I see so many people have watched me, left one comment, then I never see them again. WHAT HAPPENED!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
I hold the culture of Mobius dear to my heart. Any shots at changing me to your guys (sometimes shoddy) culture will be reported.
Watchers, commenters, friends, people faving my artwork, and all SA People in general, you MUST READ this story before saying ANYTHING about my appetite, my appearance, and my behavior. Thank you, and on to the rest of my page.........
Hinzo. A name spoken with fear, anger, and sadness.
He was once a friend.........but then something happened, and another one of his selves tortured another one of my selves. A friend attempted to intervene but failed. We managed to drive him away until a few months later, when we held a legal rally against a law. He brought in fakes of police, royalty, and a mayor. He kidnapped 15 of my oldest children and my ex wife. He said that in order to get them back, I had to go through another dimension. I went though, and he deliberately put a starving child in my path. I broke down, threatened to kill whoever did that to the kid, and then I was booted out of the dimension and sealed away from my kids and ex wife. My adoptive father pestered him into a duel, where Hinzo's win would be the killing of my adoptive father, whilst Hinzo's loss would be me getting my kids and ex wife back. Hinzo didn't show up, and Dad rescued my ex wife and my kids. However, me and my ex wife divorced because she thought I was sleeping around when there was a magical accident that resulted in me giving birth to 6 kids. Literally. I carried them. Either way, I ended up with a really sweet girl this time around.
Everything was fine..........until I was sent on a rescue one night. Apparently 3 people were starved. I. Went. Batsh*t. Insane. Attacking people, destroying things, the works. When I gained my sanity back, I found out that Hinzo mind controlled the people to starve their prisoners. Around the 13th of August, Hinzo managed to bring out a friend's dark side, who killed my boss. That set off a massive grief ridden rage from his wife, which included a few people getting bitten. Thankfully he was revived. Later on, after my adoptive dad sent off another letter of anger to him, he replied back, saying that I was moe loyal to my stomach than my wife, and that he still had my kids. Liar, and creep. He constantly calls my friends fakes, when he himself made fakes of Zonic, Mayor Kintobor, Princess Sally, and Prince Elias. He claims my condition is a "food obsession", and tries constantly to set off my PTSD. He is a thorn in everyone's side, and he must be stopped. Both my site and my dad's site is under HEAVY moderation because of this fiend. I managed to actually track his IP, so I know if he's posting somewhere or not.
Luckily, my aunt managed to reveal him as a big mouthed godmodder, not a diety like he claimed he was. But because of him, I'm now a bit scared of dieties.
He should really see the ruin he left us all in, none of us will never be the same. Especially my boss' wife........the poor girl.........