This is my parasprite form. A “Xarasprite”.
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One of the few things you’ll see rebloged here. This is beautiful. I didn’t even realize we could put flash on tumblr.
Even though the artist may never get to page 2…
This is the “begining” of my story. Here you see my old self, quite evil, but… I’d never been so forgiven before. I’d never felt at all loved before, as a heartless villian. It was a shock to me what she did, and suddenly, everything changed. Everything I knew—the torment, the hostility, the murder— it was all wrong. Realizing this, I was filled with so much guilt, and I didn’t know what to do.
Just a minor detail, but something sort of came up and I decided that it was desireable to sort of adress the matter. Most mispronounce my name, so I’m sort of used to it, but just so you know, the correct prononciation is “zah-rock”. (Because it’s not the spanish, “Xarach”, it’s a “Xarach” I made up over 2000 years ago to replace my old name and doesn’t truely connect with any useage of “Xarach” that exists… aside from my own, personal useage, of course. I made up the meaning for it too.) I accept just about any way you say it, but that’s what it’s meant to sound like. Like saying “the rock”, only it’s a z sound. (My own writer and artist almost every time says it “Zuh-rack” or “Zur-rack” despite knowing it’s meant to be “za-rock”.)
It’s really just so you know, but if you want to say “za-reesh”, “Sa-resh”, “Z-eric”, or even “ex-are-ach”
oi!, well…… I’m used to about 3,000 different ways of hearing it, so just say whatever you want.
“But what will people think if they look up and see a flying hedgehog?” Sarah asked me critically.
Immediately, I was offended by such careless talk. I glared deeply at her. “I am a TENREC. An Angelic Tenrec. And if I’m flying at thirty-two thousand feet up in the air, who’s going to see me?!”
It doesn’t matter what happened after that. It doesn’t matter who lived or died, or what pain was went through. This was a turning point of my life; one of the most important, aside from keeping my Master’s favor.
Honestly, I don’t mind at all. And I have more patience than you likely realize. You see, the Shadow from my universe hated my internal organs for many years. Especially the year I turned from my evil ways because he thought it was a ploy. It seemed a particularly long year. Anyhow, we came to terms, and now he and I are good friends. It may not ever be the same with Brink or other alternate Shadows, who don’t even realize what I’ve done, but that’s alright. I just wanted to meet Brink, and Akai, and see what they were like. It may seem odd but I don’t consider the behavior of either of them to be disheartening. I don’t love Brink any less than the rest of the world. I love everyone, you know. ^^;
No offense though, I do have a favorite black hedgehog [aside from my darling Sarah]…
He has a heart of gold and he’s been a true friend. We’ve supported eachother in the hard times we’ve faced the past few years. He’s a rascal, puzzle, and a trick but I could never stop loving him. He’s my son. Non-biological, of course.
By the way… Topic jumping a bit, but I’ve been meaning to ask you, and I didn’t know how…
What are you following me for?