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Intro to the story: The character you’re roleplaying as is Sonic the Hedgehog. The story is set in the SATAM universe and will feature multiple consequences. Rated Teen for dealing with some violence and death.

–Depending on your choices of course! At the bottom of each part of this story will be an instruction such as "Go to B5" or "END". Any letter and number combination is a title of a deviation in my folder "Sonic Choose Your Own Adventure". "END" means you reached one of the many conclusions in the story. Enjoy!

Just outside the village of Knothole you lazily swing your legs on the bridge over the pure blue waters reflecting the cloudless sky. Your eyes glance over from the treetops to where a vast cancerous, smoky black plume roils up into the skyline a scant few miles away.

The city of your birth, Mobotropolis, for almost two decades ago been transformed into a mockery of its once resplendent glory through the machinations of a delusional would-be conqueror. The only reason that the despoiler has not further encroached on your world is due to the efforts of you and your fellow Freedom Fighters’ relentless fight to thwart, and hopefully one day vanquish your foe, Dr. Robotnik.

Your mind wanders to reflect upon your last raid…it had not gone quite as planned. Sally had accounted (as she always did) for every possible variable that one could think of ahead of time. But the delusional designs of Robotnik had resulted in a mission failure that had come very close to your best bud, Tails, being taken to the Roboticizer.

The kit had put a brave front afterwards, but he was a bit traumatized to say the least. You’d spent the next day talking to him and training with him to make sure that he would be able to handle the dangerousness of this line of work since he was still adamant on taking down “Ro-butt-nik”.

Sally on the other hand, had spent that previous night arguing with you about whether or not Tails should really be involved in these missions. She was being protective of the youngest member of the team, and you really couldn’t blame her. On the other hand, you all needed to contribute to the war effort or you’d never win.

The debate had ended with a compromise that Tails was to stay close to one of the other fellow Freedom Fighters instead of going off on a solo objective again. Tails had just been sent to scout on something minor, but a supply convoy that had not been on the original schedule route (due to maintenance delays) had come across the kit. Swatbots had captured him and if not for your heroic intervention he would have ended up as another soulless mechanical mocking shadow of his former self.

Speaking of your best bud in the world, Tails was headed over in your direction as your ears perked up and your head heeded the source of the steps on the bridge and swiveled to see the two-tailed fox approaching. Waving your gloved hand over to him you call out, “Hey bud! What’s goin’ on?”

Returning your wave Tails replies, “Aunt Sally is calling for a meeting, apparently that convoy I stumbled upon last time was moving some ‘suspicious material’ and she wants to do another raid on Robotropolis. You think I’ll be allowed to go?” His voice was full of eagerness to prove himself to everyone.

“Yeah, I think so. I had to talk with Sal about it for a while. She came around, I think...” Your hand scratches at an itch above your left ear close to your azure spines.

“Cool! You really think so?”

“I’ll see what I can do Tails, but you’ll have to stick with one of us the whole time.”

“Does that mean I get to bust some bots with you?”

“Well…I’d like to say yes, but I’ve got a feelin’ Sal’s gonna say otherwise. Probably, ‘cause I do the most dangerous stuff.”

“Oh…well, I guess that makes sense, I just don’t want to end up doing nothing though!”

“I don’t blame you, let’s go to the meetin’ and see what we can do!”

“Yeah!”

The meeting went on as they often do. You tuned most of it out as you often do. “Nothin’ against Sal’s talkin’, but my head just isn’t one for this sort of stuff.” Rolled across the realm of your mind as Sally finished outlining the exfiltration plan. At least she had consented to Tails coming along as long as he stayed close to someone, “preferably not Sonic” though, you had a knack for getting into the lethal kind of trouble. The “suspicious material” that Tails had mentioned earlier, Sally and her computer, Nichole, had been able to deduce was a prototype “diamond-shielding” armor. It was for Robotnik’s new super weapon, codenamed “Hammerfall”. Sally had been trying to find out more about this project for a long time ever since she had gotten Nichole close enough to hack some of the mad man’s systems and duplicate many of his files. According to his specs, if Robotnik could encase one of his machines in said material and still remain mobile, there would be no stopping him. It was a top priority for them to sabotage the recent shipment of the rare material required to build said armor at all costs.    

The trip the following morning over to the city and out of The Great Forest had gone by with no incident as you pulled to a halt at the outskirts and dumping grounds of the city. Sally had you perform a quick recon of the area as she and Rotor set-up a concealed position in the dump to work as either a fall back location if the mission went sideways, or a possible future post to be built upon and expanded over time. Antoine and Tails stood watch as Bunny utilized or robotic arms to shift the heavy junk around to set-up the post that Rotor had designed along with Sally.  

Your feet are simply blurred beneath you, as you zip across the wall of a large smelting center a distance away from your fellow freedom fighters. Bounding across the wall you take an enormous leap at a forty-five degree angle letting you soar over to the rooftop of the building across the gloomy streets of the industrial wasteland.

Landing smoothly as always, and wishing you could still feel the wind through your fur as you stop moving, you look out across the city’s expanse. Smoke stacks, sludge producing pipes, and the thundering chatter of machinery fill the sights, sounds, and smells of the region. The Great Forest is blocked out of view from the toxic haze in front of you.

Suddenly, you spy a horde of Swatbots marching in unison toward the junkyard! Turning on heel, you bolt back as quickly as possible to the fall back location to warn the others. Have they been spotted, or is it merely a coincidence?

Jagged shards of rusting steel and chunks of concrete are nimbly passed by at break-neck speed as you attempt to beat the mass of bots back to the location in question. Just as you round the last pile of junk, you start to call-out, “Guys! Guys! Swat-.”

“-INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT!! SURRENDER AND PREPARE FOR ROBOTICIZATION, BY ORDER OF LORD ROBOTNIK.”

They’ve already spotted your friends and are busy encircling everyone. There’s not enough time to think about handling the situation, just time to act! You should be able to grab one of your friends, and hopefully in the confusion everyone can scatter and regroup at one of the other fall back locations you’ve used in the past. Or you could fight the Swatbots, meeting them head-on and buy time for the others to escape. Finally, there’s also a large tank full of liquids at the top of one of the junk piles that you might be able to knock into the horde, and take them all out with one fell swoop!  

If you want to save one of your friends, choose to grab Sally, Bunny, or Antoine (Rotor and Tails are too far away to get to in time).

Save Sally, go to A1

Save Bunny, go to A2

Save Antoine go to A3

Take the Swatbots head-on, go to B1

Use the tank full of liquids on the junk pile, go to C1