[Despite how clear his words are, Scourge isn't even looking at the communicator. He seems to be glaring around in a street somewhere.]

Murderin' kids an' freakin' out the residents turns ya on, huh?

I ain't got no chip in me now, and I ain't got no powers flipping out on me! Yer lookin' at Scourge the Hedgehog at his damn primeYa lousy mother ( Read more... )

Okay, I've been patient for over a month now. That's a dang miracle in itself, given that hedgehogs aren't particularly known for their patience.

I still have this chip in me, and I want it out yesterday. There's gotta be someone willing to pluck this thing out of me. I can't spend my whole time in this place with no super speed.

Okay, Scourge, you can do this... it ain't that hard, like orderin' something at a restaurant or something... [a deep inhale, and then a sigh]Look, scientists ( Read more... )

I can't do crud here. Can barely fight without my speed. Forced to resorting t' dirty tricks and weapons.

Even worse, He's got his speed. Lordin' it over me, the blue son of a--

Hey-- what's this piece o-- Stop recording, dammit! STOP RECORDING! [the voice feed cuts immediately after]