In the meantime, this is what I've started doing for ASO:
For those of you who follow the ASO Tumblr, after a bit of a hiatus, character QnA’s are back. Obviously, there’s a bit of a backlog, so we have taken a random selection from the pile, and will continue to post a group of QnA’s every Friday. It will take us a while to get through the questions in our inbox, so for now we’ll be focusing on the questions we have. So please don’t send in any new questions for the moment. We’ll let you know when we’re caught up, and submissions are open again. Also, keep in mind we won’t answer every question, as some might be too spoiler heavy, and others might be answered already by in comic events. But you can check out the batch we answered this week on our blog right now! https://blog.archiesoniconline.com/
“Ah’ve been cursed, but Ah can control this power.”
Bunnie Rabbot as a Hexblade Warlock. Not the class you might expect at first, but she was actually the first one I came up with after Sally. After all, what better for someone who has had unwanted power forced on them. While Pact of the Blade would make the most sense for her powers, Pact of the Talisman would be interesting…
“It appears the good people of Knothole have another quest worthy of our talents, Nicole.” “Very well, Mistress Sally. If you MUST neglect your studies again.” Sally (And Nicole) as an Order of Scribes Wizard from D&D. I wanted to do a bit of drawing practice, and I’ve not drawn Sally before. Plus, when reading the new D&D Tasha’s book, the Order of Scribes subclass just jumped out at me as something to do if you wanted to have your own Nicole, so here we are. Not sure yet if this is a one off, or if I’ll do all 13 D&D classes.
“Escape? No, I…” They young fox shifted his feet nervously. “I... grabbed onto one of the airships when it was filling with robots and it… took off. I... fell off during the battle, but one of the birds caught me and… left me here...” Tails added, his voice getting a little weak. The vulpine looked back up to Sonic. “I… don’t know what happened to them after the crash. It was pretty far out to sea.”
For all his rising despair, a smile crossed his face when Sonic agreed to be his friend, followed by surprise and amazement. “You... want to know what I think we should do? No one’s asked me that before because…” The fox caught him, and gazed out to sea.
“If I was an evil man with a robot army… what would I do…” He murmured to himself. “I’d… try to attack Mobotropolis! It’s the capitol city of the biggest power, and they don’t have much air support... or so I’ve read.” He turned back to face the blue Hedgehog. “We need to go there, we have to warn them!” Animated now, the fox spun around, looking at the now running aircraft. “I think she can fly.”
Robotnik, Wing Fortress
“Excellent Omega,” grinned Robotnik. “I will enjoy watching the devastation you’ll wrought.”
The clang of Gamma’s foot caused Robotnik to start, then turn. For a moment, he found at his robot, then his features broken into a grin. “It seems your eager to join your brothers, Gamma,” his tone an odd mix of both pride and mocking. “No, I can’t trust you to take part in the assault, yet. But…” The Doctor turned to regard the operations map. “It is taking too long to capture that Canary in Casino Night Zone. Get down there and bring her back. And don’t fail this time!”
Skye, Feral Forest
“I... don’t know… maybe? He might not be dead. The robots do heal the people inside to keep Doctor Eggman’s forces running,” Skye replied. “Wait... Eggman? Where did that name come from?” the wolf muttered to herself in confusion. Then she felt her companion slow.
“Like… who?” Skye asked somewhat confused as the Armadillo ground to a halt. “What are you talking about?” she added, just as Mighty started running again. With a shrug, she started running again. “At least he’s moving,” she muttered again.
As the came over a ridge, the village came into view. But smoke was rising from it.
Sleet and Dingo, Mobotropolis
“When do you wish us to leave?” Sleet addressed the King. The elderly squirrel turned his head to his daughter.
“How quickly can you pack?” he asked his daughter.
“I…” Sally began, looking close to protesting again, when another guard burst in.
“SIRE! Radar Sir, it’s… it’s picking up six craft… bigger than anything we’ve ever seen,” the guard exclaimed.
“So… it’s beginning,” King Max breathed, getting to his feet. “Sally, leave now.”
“But,” the chipmunk began to protest.
“NOW! Please! I have to know you’re safe,” King Max insisted. “You,” he continued, addressing Sleet. “If anything happens to her it will be the worse for you!”
“Have no fear, your Majesty,” said Sleet with a bow. “We’ve not failed on a mission yet.”
Outside, the guard regarded Johnny’s words. “I will report to the King. Wait here,” he instructed, before disappearing inside the throne room. As he opened the doors, Sleet and Dingo strode out, escorting a grumpy looking chipmunk between them. Moments later, the guard returned, looking rather pale faced. “The King… would like to speak with you.”