What happens when I listen to Gorillaz for days on end? This...thing! It wasn't even a variety of them. For the past two hours I've been looping two songs. Only two! Do you know how insane you need to be listen to two songs over and over again for two hours while you type something up? I still don't know the lyrics, unsurprisingly.

The songs are "Broken" and "Empire Ants" by Gorillaz.

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It was the sound Sonic had heard all his life.

It was the sound that was made when fireworks exploded in the air, showing their pretty colors for a grand finale. He remembers sitting on top of someone's shoulders for many of those shows, someone who is long gone now.

It was the sound that came from robots short circuiting after he carved giant holes in them. Sonic didn't know exactly when he started to destroy them, but he knew that he had to keep at it. He was everyone's hope.

It was the sound that was made when Tails took apart things for his inventions. Sonic would frown when he saw an item that he paid for destroyed in minutes, but the smile that stretched across his younger brother's face soon after made it all worth it.

It was sound that came from many outings with his lover. Sometimes it came from the fire that she could control with such ease. Other times it came from the many kisses they shared that were planted everywhere.

It was the sound Eggman's neck made when one of his robots finally turned against him. Being tied up at the time, Sonic was forced to watch his longtime enemy's lifeless body slid from the machine's grasp. The hedgehog tried in vain to undo the straps that held him down as the android came up to him. He whimpered as cool metal from a barrel touched his forehead. He knew what was coming. The doctor's last order had been to make sure that the hero died with the villain.

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It was the sound that Sonic heard for the last time.