Name: Streak the “Commandante” Hedgehog. Real name kept unknown of course.

Species: Hedgehog. Recolor? You think they all look the same? You racist. What's next, the fact that his eyes are colored?



Age: Probably 16-ish. Keeps it anonymous, but definitely not prison-age yet.

Gender: Male

Abilities: -Mastery of weapons and guerrilla warfare, not that he’s ever used any of them…

- “Fist of the Revolution”: Turns one of his hands into a glowing power fist by clenching it, able to destroy the reactionary scum like you. Actually caused by Pavlov’s experimentation, but he seriously thinks he’s “absorbing the power of the world’s downtrodden”.

- Quite agile, for whenever the GUN pigs try to arrest him

- Owns a whole home armory of 5.39 mm ammo, now that’s an ability in itself.

- Say what you will, but he sure knows a lot about revolutionary ideas for his age.

- “MOBIAN POWER!”

Attire: Green field jacket and cap with white star, camo pants, his trusty red scarf, combat shoes, grey gloves, and an assortment of t-shirts in wonderful, vibrant colors such as black, dark black (?), light black, white, very dark white (aka black), and red. (and slightly darker red) All of them are custom-made though, so that’s pretty cool. He’s spent over $400 buying his “revolutionary gear” in major department stores and military surplus stores all across Station Square.





Weapon: A sweet custom AK-74 with an angled foregrip, folding stock and a holosight mounted on some rail he hand-welded onto the gun. He borrowed Pavlov's atomic spirit to do that, which is why it's surprisingly accurate for hand-welded sights, though there is the side effect of a small chance of horrific radiation poisoning from using Pavlov's tools. He once wielded an MP5K… but we don’t talk about that. He’s been ashamed about it ever since the toy gun incident…

Relationship: Hell if I know. Would you like to be his partner-in-revolution? Otherwise, he’s in a long-term friendship with Pavlov the Dog.

Likes: Revolutionary poloticks; Guns and weaponry; Fighting against the man; Pavlov the Dog; The color red; Graffiti; Mobian rights; Cookies (They are an essential part of every successful revolution!)

Dislikes: Injustice; The government; The GUN; Pavlov the Dog; Racist, fascist pigdogs (i.e. people who hate fancharacters and call him a recolor); Reactionary scum (i.e. you know, the guys who worship the Genesis and complain about colored eyes?); Racist, fascist, reactionary pigdog scum (i.e. basically everyone else. Like you.)

(Political) Alignment: I’m not allowed to say the A-word, the S-word, let alone the C-word in public, but it’s so ridiculously obvious by now. He will fight for Mobian rights.

(Moral) Alignment: “Alignments are tools of the system to keep the real heroes like me down!” Oh Streak, don’t you know Chaotic Good is a thing?

Origin: Streak T. Hedgehog (whose real name remains undisclosed) was born to a decent family in Station Square. But never say that to his face. Seriously, he will point his gun up your chin and get really huffy when you do that. He actually claims he was born in a factory and was sold as slave labor, which is ridiculous. I mean, today’s slaves get paid $2 below minimum wage at least, and they get to work with the cotton instead of picking it. Now that’s progress! As a kid, he’s always wanted to be a feisty little rebel, so it was a natural progression for him to turn into a revolutionary. Pavlov theorizes it may be because his bed was made with pieces of a shredded book, “The Methods of Liberation through babblebabblebabblebabblebabble”, and a leaking Chaos drive. How shredded pages of a very specific book can influence a baby’s development makes no sense, but Chaos energy does weird things, and this is Pavlov writing this theory after all...

Then on a fateful day, a black hedgehog (racist) stole a prized Chaos Emerald, so the GUN started arresting every hedgehog they saw (even more racist), because they all look the same (now that’s just racist), as if someone just changed their colors up (you filthy racist scum). Sound familiar? Being the paranoid fellow he is, he was sure they were there to arrest him for completely different reasons, including possession of “illegal” literature, so he fled away from his home. In relief that is, since he was finally away from his worried parents’ nagging about stuff like his stash of homemade explosives, like, finally. Don’t you just hate it when your parents do that? But due to some bad directions, he instead ended up in Pavlov house. To make sure he doesn’t end up as a horribly disfigured ex-test subject, and Pavlov getting more (false?) charges of “involuntary” manslaughter (do unwilling clones count?), they’ve made a pact of democratic rule in Pavlov house, and they’ve been good frenemies ever since. Oh you fascist pigdog, you... Oh, and did you also notice that he’s completely oblivious to the fact that he’s in the world of a corporate mascot, because I don’t care? Good heavens!

How this character represents me: Streak was my very first fan-character I made to represent myself in the Sonic universe. Originally he was your bog-standard sort of Sonic OC; A recolor of Shadow (in fact, just a recolored coloring page, which is somehow even lamer than a standard recolor. But don’t tell that to him you racist, fascist pigdog!) with a gun, with the sort of cliché backstory of being stolen by a scientist, given superpowers... you know what happens next. But somewhere along the line, I decided it’d be much more interesting to represent a hilariously exaggerated representation of some of my political beliefs, from an insider’s perspective. Sometimes I do have delusions of being a revolutionary myself, but... not to Streak’s point. Nor do I have a sweet gun. Mostly the fact that I don’t have a sweet gun. Also, and probably more importantly, he’s also there to be a parody of the Sonic fandom. In summary, he’s my hotheaded side you don’t want to get on.









Streak is Original Character! Do not stea- wait a sec, but property is theft!

