If you ask that in a company meeting, they’ll shot you in the head. Two times, above each eyebrow, just to be sure.

They are contractually obligated to by the investors.

The DeepL app as a “Syntax corrector”.

English is not my main language. I translate what I write in English to Spanish to see if it’s correct.

The character design is on point

It is interesting by itself.

It’s not so much about the source material, cuz in that case there would be no debate: the first Sonic was the Japanese one, period. The issue is more of an almost philosophical nature.

Sonic loves freedom, but what is freedom? What would a completely free person do? Would a free person even have a moral code? If Sonic is free, is he a hero? Would a free person crack little Spider-Man-style jokes? If Sonic hates oppression, why would he work for the monarchy or the government?

One could argue that the Japanese Sonic was the starting point and the Western version his evolution. When does something become or cease to be “authentic”? Is it authentic only at the beginning? Does it remain so until the end?

Things get absurd and annoying when idiots come along to invalidate other people’s opinions and tastes by saying things like, “Your Sonic isn’t the real Sonic. The only legitimate Sonic is [insert favorite Sonic].” You know, the usual gatekeeping.

*Average Sonic Fan opinion*

In the Sonic fandom, there’s a debate over which is the “authentic” Sonic: the Western version or the Japanese one. It’s not about design, but rather personality, values, and attitude.

The thing is, the differences between the two are very subtle. Unless you’ve been in the fandom for years and have seen enough material on the subject, they’ll seem exactly the same to you.

My opinion is that “It doesn’t matter”~♪. At this point, there are countless versions of Sonic (the classic, the modern, Sonic SatAm, Sonic X, Archie Sonic, IDW Sonic, Fleetway Sonic, Sonic Boom, Sonic Prime, Movie Sonic…), all with their differences, but in general they share the, let’s say, “essence”* of the hedgehog, and that’s what matters.

*(If you’re not from Latin America, you won’t know how funny it is that I used that particular word)

I’ve been adding lore and creating some maps for the website of a fanfic I’m working on.

My nephew always gives me a drawing of Sonic for my birthday; this is the one from this year. I’m especially fond of it because you can tell his drawing skills have improved.

He’s a huge Sonic fan, just like me. It’s something that brings us together.

Not The Same Anymore - The Strokes

It’s OK, but my personal favorite from the same album (The New Abnormal) is Brooklyn Bridge To Chorus.

Black Eyed Peas - I Gotta Feeling (God, i hate this shit SO MUCH. It was EVERYWHERE)

I’ve always been curious about eating glass.

So crunchy~

through a medium that allows me to do so.

Oooohhhh! Maybe that’s the one thing I was missing…

Literature, cuz… Cuz that’s exactly what I’m studying. I’m studying to become a language and literature teacher.

At the time, I had to take a break from work to lock myself in the bathroom and cry. And even thinking about it today breaks my heart. The saddest part is that he was still active, he was really excited working on Dragon Ball Daima, and then…

Rest in peace, Master. Your legacy is several generations long, you’ll never be forgotten.

From mediocre incompetents to outright villains.

Are they also going to block the ships that Iran and Japan agreed could pass through, for example? Are they really going to screw over a strategic ally like Japan just for…? You know what? Yeah, they definitely would.

Akira Toriyama

Nop. At least not in my experience.

What I learned is that people who do care are the most weird and obnoxious. They are outliers most of the time.

I understand that feeling all too well. Do you really have no one by your side for those moments? It can be hard sometimes to tell the difference between perceived loneliness and “real” loneliness.

As an example, when I was a teenager, many of the times I felt lonely, I was actually isolating myself so as not to bother anyone. So, whenever something bad happened to me, I didn’t have anyone to help me.

Learning to feel comfortable with yourself and to be grateful to those who are with you in the present.

Everyone gets off the train sooner or later, including ourselves. Don’t worry about it, just enjoy the ride and the company of the moment.