A Tails Doll TaleI tossed. I turned. The image was fading as echoes slowly trespassed through my dream. I steadily opened my eyes to hear the sound of my mother’s voice. "Takumi! Your breakfast is ready!" Squishing my eyelids tightly together and re-opening them, I saw two big eyes staring at me. I jumped, but I then realised it was just one of my many Sonic plushies. I pushed it to one side with the other plushies and yawned, brushing my messy black hair out of my eyes. Turning to look at the clock -- it was half nine. I then felt an ache in my kidney area. Reaching down, I pulled out my Game Gear console. I then remembered I played the gameA Tails Doll Tale
The Tails DollTakumi was just like any other fourteen year old kid; he was just a teenager 'living in the city' of Tokyo... but had made the biggest mistake he had ever made.The Tails Doll
He adored anything and everything Sonic. In his room, at the head of his Sonic pillows and duvet, lay his whole collection of Sonic plushies, ranging from Sonic to Robotnik. Along the shelves, games from Sonic 1 delved into Sonic Jam, all pressed up against the wall. They were slightly dusty, but you could tell from the fingerprints on the games that they were still definately played alot, even though Takumi has already completed every single Sonic game he owned. He also
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BLARG I R TEH ZOMBIE, EATIN UR DOODS
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