One day, you were walking down a more rural street in your neighborhood. You thought you could kill an hour or two by taking in the not-so-friendly looking sights of your town, because it was the weekend and you were bored out of your mind. In the vast array of shops and residential food joints, you spot a barely flashing sign. It's a game store! First one you've seen here at least. You walked in. A bit of a musty scent, but you managed to push through it. You began perusing the titles displayed on the shelves, and your eyes darted to one that caught your attention- Sonic the Hedgehog. The original one to be specific. The Sonic series was possibly your favorite of all time. It was, however, in disc form, as opposed to its traditional cartridge. So you snatch the encased disc off the shelf and walk to the front counter. You then notice something- well, you notice nothing, as the counter is somehow vacant. You just place ten dollars on the counter and leave, not really knowing what else to do. A bright smile painting your face, you quickly walk back home. When reaching your lovely abode, you walk inside and rush downstairs, kneeling down in front of your television and inserting the disk into your SEGA console. Bright colors paint the screen as the light blue blur rushes across the screen, eventually stopping in the middle and doing his classic finger wiggle pose. The screen cuts to black, but, then a voice echoes from the speakers. It says three words that confuse you deeply. "That's no good!" Then, something fades on-screen. It's Sonic, but he looks rather displeased. He starts speaking. "Woah there, hotshot! Looks like you're playing a modded or pirated version of SONIC THE HEDGEHOG! Cheaters never prospe-" The screen then became violently distorted, the colors melting and merging into a nondescript blob. Eventually, it stopped, and the previous screen re-appeared, but this time, Sonic's eyes were entirely colorless. He stared at the screen. "What do you think you're doing? Don't you know it's wrong to steal?"